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Surfing

By: The don



It had taken years to finally convince my mother to explore the internet. I had moved away from home a long time ago. I told her that I could send pictures and we could talk online and save the expense of monthly phone bills. That seemed to get her attention the most, she had always wanted to save money. Let me tell you about her. She is in her 50's now but when she comes to visit she still gets a lot of looks at the beach. All ages of men will stare at her tits. It seems the bathing suits she wears always strains across her 44dd tits. I must admit that growing up I always had wanted to see them besides the occasional flash. After a month of seeing her online I found her in a chat room called Moms talking to Moms. I didn’t think much about it since she was just in it for a few seconds. But more and more I would see her checking out different chat rooms. Finally I decided to get a new screen name and see what she was up to. I went into the Moms room on day using a female screen name. I got to talking to her and asked if she had any children. She told me about her grown son that lived in a different state. I had to ask if she had ever had naughty thoughts about him or if she had ever seen him nude. She mentioned the last time she had went to see him for a visit and how she had bought a special bikini just to see his reaction. Now I remember the bikini and it did accent her thick body.

She preceded to tell me about the day she went to the beach alone while he was working. It was the tail end of spring break and how a group of younger men had been staring at her as she laid on the beach. They had been calling her from the swimming pool at the hotel. She said they wanted her to come up and have a few beers with them. She told me that after her hormones couldn’t take any more she went up and joined them. Now I know mom is not a big drinker so when she told me that after a few drinks she wasn’t feeling any pain. I knew that was the truth. She told me how one of the guys followed her inside to the bathroom and pinned her against the hallway wall. His hands had explored her body as he groaned how much he would love to fuck those big tits. She said he was the first person besides her husband that kissed her since she got married. She said that if she hadn’t been drinking she would have never gone back to his room. He had her on the bed quick and started fucking her big tits. The tanning oil made a good lube for his quick pace. She said before she knew it he had shot his huge load of cum all over her cleavage. When he climbed off, she notice that his friends had came into the room and watched the show. They were standing at the end of the bed nude, and they must have enjoyed watching because she said all of them had hard cocks in their hands. She said it was a great afternoon, all of them had taken turns fucking her tits and receiving blow jobs. When I asked why she didn’t have sex with them she told me that she didn’t feel right about that. Besides most of them liked the blow jobs and tit fucking.

It was a couple of days later when I signed back on using the female name. I was no time at all before a instant message popped up on my screen. She told me how she attacked her hubby after our last chat. Saying how horny it had made her. I asked when she was planning to go visit her son again? She said she might just need to give him a call and see if he was busy the following week. I told her to give him a call, but while she was talking to him be playing with her tits and pussy. If he says he is busy that week, just talk like you really need to see him bad. She just laughed and said she could never talk like that to him. I told her if she was horny during the phone call it would make it easier. She said she would try and would tell me all about it the next day.

Within minutes my phone rang. I was laying in my bed and my cock started to stir when I heard her voice.

“Hi, mom this is a nice surprise.”

“Hi, baby I was just thinking about you and wanted to call.”

“You ok mom? You seem kinda breathless, have you been working in the yard or something?”

“Uh, yes I am working on something right now.” My cock was rock hard now, knowing that she must be playing with her pussy.

“I was wondering if you would like to have some company next week , dear?”

“Well, I guess but I am very busy with work.” Her voice changed.

“I really would like to see you and maybe I could go to the beach while you was working. I really had a good time at the beach last time.”

My hand was feverishly stroking my cock now.

“Will you be wearing the same bikini to the beach?”

“Oh did you like my bikini?” She moaned.

“Hell yes I did. With you body you could even wear a smaller one!”

I heard the phone drop and her soft moans. Then her moaning sounded muffled. I figured she buried her face into a pillow or something. I jacked my cock to the sounds, as my hot cum splattered on my stomach I heard a muffled scream. 

“Oh honey I got to go now, but I will see you Saturday afternoon.”

Before I could say goodbye she hung up the phone. I decided to sign online again just to see if she was there and sure enough she instant message me quickly. She told me how she had got so horny hearing his voice while she played with her pussy. She said she even was thinking about his cock sliding into her pussy after he said he like her last bikini and how she buried her face into a pillow as she had a huge orgasm. She said she was going to visit him this weekend and hope to stay the next week. She said that someone was going to get to fuck her. I told her to let him. She laughed and said that he would have to make the first move. I asked if she had a special outfit to wear, something sexy but not looking slutty. Something that she would wear to his house and then something slutty to wear at night just incase something did happen. She said that a big shopping trip was in order for this visit.

The next Saturday I must have jacked off three times waiting for her to show up. Looking down at the parking lot I saw her Lexus pull in front of my apartment building. I live on the second floor so when I looked down through her windshield I saw nothing my thigh. When she slid her legs out and stood up it didn’t fall down very far. I was over mid thigh while she was standing. I saw two guys that were staring hard as she opened the trunk and got her bag out. When she started walking to the stairs I was awarded with a shot of the huge cleavage that the sun dress accented. I had to remember that I would be hugging my mom not a sex playmate. When I opened the door she gave me a big hug and then a kiss, I thought I felt the tips of her tongue race across my lip. My eyes were glued to her ass as she walked to my kitchen. Then when she bent to lay the bag down I thought I would blow a load right there. Then she turned around and caught my stare.

“What’s wrong baby you feeling Ok?”

“Uh, yes its just...”

“Oh, you haven’t seen me since I lost thirty pounds, after my last visit I wanted to drop some weight and be a sexy old lady.” She laughed.

“Well you sure accomplished that!”

She bent over and gave me a great view as she pulled a bottle of wine from her bag.

“Well then how about a toast to the new me.”

“I will drink to that!”

As we polished off the bottle of wine I couldn’t help but watch how her dress rode higher with each glass.

“Well now that the wine is gone, would you like to go to the beach or do you have something else in mind to entertain you mother?”

The message that she sent online flashed in my mind. “He will need to make the first move.” I walked over and sat next to her in the couch. Putting on arm around her shoulder and placing my big hand on her over exposed thigh.

“Oh, my what are you doing?” She asked coyly. 

I leaned over and kissed her earlobe as my hand traveled higher. I sucked the lobe into my mouth and played the tip of my tongue around it. I heard her moan as the tip of my fingers touched the damp fabric covering her pussy.

“I thought you were dressed for some sex and I would be happy to oblige you with that if you are interested.” I whispered into her ear. 

She turned her head and covered my mouth with those soft sexy lips. My finger tips worked the hard clit faster as her hand groped the bulge in my shorts. She pulled away and looked into my eyes.

“Show me how you please your lovers, baby.”

“Are you sure mom?”

“I am not your mom now I am your lover, so show me”

I slipped my shorts off releasing my long thick cock. I gripped her big tit and gave it a hard squeeze.

“Suck my hard cock!”

She had a very surprised look on her face but it quickly turned to a slutty smile.

“My lover likes to be in charge, mmmmmm I like that.”

Her tongue flicked out and cleaned the pre cum from the fat head. Then slowly licked down to the cum filled balls and back up.

“You sure have a nice fat one here, lover.” She said just before she gobbled have of the shaft into her soft hot wet mouth. I placed my hand on the back of her head, before I pushed down on it she swallowed all eight inches.

“Oh shit yes, suck my fucking cock!”

Her head bobbed up and down faster. I pulled her dress up and exposed her tiny thong and ass. I couldn’t believe how firm it was. I squeezed it hard then gave it a playful slap. She moved up on her hands and knees to allow me more access to her body. I pressed two fingers to her pussy lips as she bucked her ass back into my hand. My finger quickly slipped into on of the hottest and wettest pussy. Her pussy control was out of this world as I felt her clamp down on my fingers. I finger fucked her faster as she suck me like a Hoover. Her soft hand started playing my balls, squeezing them gently. Then she deep throated me again and started humming. The vibration was more than I could handle as I shot my load down her awaiting throat. Her paced of sucking quickened and my cock stayed hard. Then she stood up and slid her thong down. Then straddling me with her silky thighs. Her pussy felt like it sucked my cock into her as she eased down on my lap. I tasted my cum as she kissed me, her hips grinding that tight pussy on my hard shaft. The kiss increased with passion as she rode my cock faster. Her firm ass slamming into my thighs, impaling herself. Then standing on her knees, pressing the dress cover tits into my face as she rode my shaft faster and faster. Her grunts of pleasure grew more and more then into a orgasmic scream. Her pussy gripped my shaft as her body convulsed with waves of pleasure. I gripped her hips and started thrusting up into her. I quickly exploded my hot cum deep into her. After a few minutes she slipped off my lap.

“How about a date tonight, lover.” “I haven’t been out dancing in years and I brought a new outfit.” She whispered.

Surfing



I woke, wondering what was wrong with me. Saturday morning and I'd set the alarm to 6.30 AM. 

Some seriously faulty thinking going on there.

Surfing. I was going to learn how to surf. You know; the real thing- On waves and stuff. The beach was over an hour's drive away and I had to be there by 8.45.

The trip was uneventful- if scenic - and I arrived on time. It was a beautiful morning, with sunlight and a light breeze.

Why the sudden urge to surf?

I'm single and thought it might be a way to meet a woman: Basic, but understandable.

I'm a teacher, living in a small town. I'd only been there a year but it was enough time for the locals to pigeonhole me as close enough to a faggot to make no difference. Being educated; single; 'artistic;' and a teacher, didn't fit well with them, and before I knew it, I was being watched from the corners of eyes, and rumours were rife. Let's just say the local wildlife wasn't approachable and all the eligible women at work were... well; they weren't actually eligible.

Anyway, time to try something different.

A couple of kids; three women; and me: That was the class. Bingo. Oh, and the instructor- who was probably the explanation for the women- muscular bronzed type.

Bastard. 

One of the women was a bit older, probably in her early forties, but shapely enough and friendly in a slightly-dazed, hippy way. She went off to put her wetsuit on. The other two girls were already suited up, and let's just say their wetsuits left little to the imagination: Nice bodies, one slightly bigger, older and plainer, but with a nice tentative smile and large firm breasts that stood out proudly. 

I smiled back and introduced myself.

Her name was Alice.

Her friend payed me no attention and I eyed her surreptitiously. She was hot. Small pert breasts, tight ass, and mischievous face. She was perhaps 22 or 23, and had now discovered she had what every guy wants. I instinctively liked her. She wasn't like the girlfriends of the firsts footy players at home, following their cavemen boyfriends around; eager and thankful for any scrap of attention they could get. 

She owned her pussy.

Soon enough we were in the water. I won't bore you with the details. Just let's say there was some conversation between waves, and I handled myself well enough that Alice's friend admitted me into her sphere of consciousness. Her name was Rene.

We finished surfing and headed back to the car park to get changed. The older woman headed straight into the changing rooms, but Alice, Rene and I stood in the outside shower to wash off the sand and the salt. To my surprise, the two women began to strip out of their suits. I was naked underneath mine, but they had bikinis. Alice managed to quickly extract her arms from the tight rubber skin, and then began to wriggle her hips to pull the suit down over her bikini bottoms. I studied her out the corner of my eye, knowing that she and Rene were very much aware of my presence. Alice took the suit off with no problems, she was strong and buxom. However, the slimmer Rene was having real problems getting the clinging rubber suit off her legs. Alice began to help her, tugging and pulling at the suit, but they seemed unable to make any progress.

'Do you need a hand?' I said. There was an instant pause in proceedings as Rene and Alice looked at me, and then looked me over. I smiled in a sincere way, hoping to appear less seedy and turned on than I definitely was. They said no. Rene was holding on to the metal shower pole, one leg in the air, and Alice was bent over, holding the suit in both hands. Her breasts strained against her bikini top and water from the shower splashed over both of them, making their flesh gleam in the sunlight.

I fixed that beautiful vision in my mind, thinking it would be as close as I would ever get; and they knew I was doing it. The hot Rene, arms up and torso twisted, so that her friend could undress her... Say no more. Still, I was glad they knew I was watching them. I used to be conscientious about not looking at women with a lecherous eye, thinking women hated such directness of gaze. But now I realise it's imperative to let them see you appreciate what they've got.

I chose that moment to head into the change rooms - for a while, women do like that moment's appreciation; keep on staring, and the game's over. I changed into board shorts and a singlet. Despite being only average height, I am quite muscular, with a barrel chest and decent biceps. I have green eyes that people have told me change shape with my mood. Now they were probably pale with unsated lust.

I could only hope they'd be there for tomorrow's lesson.

As I walked from the change room and across the sandy car park I crossed the path of Rene and Alice, who were returning from where they had collected their beach towels from their car. They were heading back to the beach. They both smiled and slowed as I approached, which was a great sign.

'Coming back tomorrow?' I asked.

They both nodded and smiled again. 'It was fun, wasn't it?' replied Alice.

'You guys are naturals,' I said and they laughed.

'I don't think so,' said Rene.

Oh, yes you are, Rene, I thought. You're a fucking natural, alright.

'You guys from around here?' I said.

'Yep,' said Rene. 

'You?' said Alice.

'Not too far, but I'm staying at a motel tonight.'

'O.K,' said Rene, 'see you tomorrow.'

I watched them walk away, admiring the curves and their colour. I shook my head and headed for the car.

Later that day I left my motel room, where I'd been taking a well deserved snooze, and walked along the main street of town. There were a lot of tourists about, looking in shop windows and sitting in cafes, drinking coffee. I felt like something a bit stronger so I made my way through the long shadows towards the pub at the end of the street. It was still hot, but that nice crisp hot, like the feeling of sun-burned skin on your back after a day at the beach. 

I ordered a beer and then made my way out to the sun garden. There were quite a few people there, so it took me a few moments to see Alice and Rene in a corner. Alice was looking at me as she said something to Rene, and Rene turned her head in my direction and our eyes met. I smiled, even though I felt suddenly nervous, and walked toward them.

'We meet again,' I said. Dumb line, I thought, even as I said it.

They looked at each other and smiled. I noticed their glasses were nearly empty.

'Can I get you guys a drink?' I asked, trying to recover from my poor beginning, and then realising that all I'd done was make it worse. How obvious can you get, I wondered. Buy you a drink!

'Sure,' said Rene. They were drinking beer. 

I put my glass down on their table and returned to the bar. I ordered a jug, which holds five or six beers, and returned. They had finished their drinks and without saying anything I picked up Alice's and then Rene's glass and filled them. An inch of froth on the top. Perfect. There were a few empty glasses on the table, and I realised that they must have been here a while already. Even better.

I sat down and took a long sip of cold beer. Rene did the same.

'You got up a few times,' said Alice, meaning that I'd managed to actually stand up on the surfboard that morning. Mostly it had been clumsy falls, however, and I grinned in reply.

'Just got lucky,' I said. I caught Alice, who was sitting next to me, stealing a look at where my cock bulged in my jeans. This was also something it had taken me too long to work out. Size does count and you should take care to make sure if it's on display, it looks worth displaying.

Rene seemed to find my words very funny and she laughed for a long time. Alice grinned and then began to giggle as well. I smiled tentatively, not sure if they were laughing at me or with me, and that set them to laughing even more. We drank the first jug and I went to buy another on two occasions. Despite my earlier uncertainty, my confidence and ease grew, so that before much longer I was inviting them back to my motel room without any hesitation. I had mentioned there was a spa bath. I guess the situation can be summed up by the fact I wasn't even surprised when they said yes. 

It was nearly dark as we headed back to my motel room. I walked between Alice and Rene, an arm resting around the curve of their bare backs. I was all the time conscious of the warmth of their firm skin, and I could feel my cock swelling slightly in anticipation like a snake rousing from the cold. 

I fumbled for my keys and then opened the door. The room was gaudy, but the bed was large and the spa huge, so really I didn't give a fucking toss about the decor. Rene and Alice sprawled onto the rumpled bed and I took the bottle of vodka Alice had brought, and poured us all a long drink. Looking in the mini-bar, I saw a bottle of orange juice, so I added a bit of orange for colour. The orange bloomed in the vodka like an unfolding flower. 

'How about a drink and a massage?' I asked, turning around and standing over the bed with a glass in each hand. The women looked up at me from where they lay, and then both flopped onto their stomachs.

'Massage!' they said in unison.

I put the drinks down on the bedside table and then looked around for the sunscreen lotion. It would make good massage oil. As I went to grab it, Rene and Alice pulled their t-shirts over their heads and wiggled their feet in anticipation. Alice took a drink and then made a face.

'Aggh!' she said. Rene giggled and reached for her glass as well. 

Returning to the bed, I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my T-shirt. Rene twisted around and looked at my muscled chest over the rim of her glass. She put the glass back down on the bedside table and stretched out on the bed. I could see the fine muscles ripple along her back as she moved, and the shadow of her velvet skinned hips and the soft swell of her hidden breasts. 

I clambered up onto the bed, settling between them, and poured some lotion onto my hands. There was a taut silence for a moment- as if we all knew something momentous would be set in train the moment my hands touched their smooth backs - and began to knead and stroke their flesh. 

Although the room was quite warm, it is a strange fact that sunscreen is always cold on first contact with the skin- evidence of which was the gasps which greeted my hands as they came down onto their backs. They both quieted as I then began to rub the lotion into their skin in large circles, Rene to my left in an anticlockwise direction and Alice to my right, clockwise. After a while, my fingers brushed lightly over the curve of their backs, trailing down until meeting the base of their spines and rising again to their shorts. Nostrils flaring, I hooked my fingers into their shorts and pulled up slowly, lifting them both slightly off the bed. Alice let out a low moan, barely audible, and Rene turned her head to look up at me, her eyes wide. Her eyes trailed down towards my stomach.

I let them down and then moved my hands up again, pushing my palms gently along until I reached the straps of their bikinis. I then pushed my fingers underneath, rubbing their flesh. By now I could feel the head of my cock pushing against the button of my jeans, wanting out.

Rene smiled and then turned, brushing Alice's hair off her face and kissing her cheek. Alice shifted and they joined in a soft kiss. I undid Alice's bikini top, and then drew back and pulled at Rene's shorts, revealing white smooth skin. I bent to kiss where her hip met her ass.

She rolled over and Alice pushed up, straightening her arms and placing one each side of Rene's head, so that her breasts fell towards her face. Rene reached up and pulled the bikini from her, and then raised her head, so that her lips brushed against one of Alice's nipples. 

I ran my tongue up Rene's left leg, from just below the knee to where her tight shorts where hitched high on her thigh. She opened her legs wider, and as I undid the button of her shorts and unzipped them, I began to run small kisses up and down the insides of her thighs. Her breathing became heavy and she began to twist, impatient for me to liberate her from the constraints of her clothing. As I pulled the shorts down, she lifted up her hips and they came away with her bikini bottoms as well; leaving me looking at the curved flesh-bowl between her hips that led down to the silken purse between her legs. 

I could smell the urgent heat within her and knew it was good.

Rene began to unfasten Alice's shorts from beneath, and I leaned over and pulled at them until they came off, so that I was now faced with the best of both worlds: sweet pussy and tight ass. I placed my hands on both of Alice's ass cheeks and separated them gently. Running my fingernails along her smooth skin, I then bit down - sometimes, y'know; it just has to be done.

Alice gasped.

I then turned back to Rene, bending my head and kissing along the line between her belly button and the strip of her sandy coloured pubes. As I did so, I ran my right hand up her thigh and probed gently with my index finger for the entrance. 

I felt warm moist flesh slide slowly over my finger, and then drew it back again. I slid my finger in and out, until it had built up a coating of her need, and then rubbed my finger into her clit, moistening it. Slowly and gently, I rubbed up and down one side of her clit, and then the other, and then bent my head to bring my tongue down on it with slow pressure.

Moaning, Rene thrust her hips at me as I began to lick her with light strokes of my tongue. I looked up and saw that Alice had removed Rene's bikini top and was busily nibbling and sucking at her nipples.

My cock couldn't handle its imprisonment anymore, so I sat back and pulled off my jeans. Rene looked at me over Alice's bent head and said;

'Fuck me.'

So I did. 

I gently moved Alice to the side, and she rolled over on her back as well. Now that the way was clear, I moved between Rene's splayed legs. She looked down at my straining cock and gasped as I moved it slowly into her. I moaned as I felt her envelope me, inch by slow inch. She was tight, so I knew I needed to take it slowly at first, but before long I could feel her moulding to the shape of my stout cock. I began to build up speed and force, so that her body began to rock back and forth in time to my strokes. 

Alice sat up and kissed me hungrily, and the knowledge that she was tasting Rene on my lips made me suddenly wild. I grabbed the bed head and pulled against it, adding force to my hips. Rene was moaning and thrashing, saying; 'Fuck...' over and over again, until her voice began to fail and her body began to quiver in the beginnings of an orgasm.

Control is something I'd gotten better at through my twenties, and I knew I could take her there and still have something to spare for Alice. I slowed tempo slightly, driving my cock in and out in a steady rhythm until Rene began to twist and buck in the throes of her ecstasy. 

I grabbed Alice by the hair and pulled her face to mine.

We kissed softly, her hair wrapped in my fist. 

Hard and soft. 

Rene shuddered and squeezed me with her legs.

Ying and yang. 

I slowed and then withdrew from Rene.

I moved back and positioned Alice on all fours over the supine Rene. Alice arched her back and I placed my hands on her hips and pushed my cock between her ass-cheeks. She rocked back slightly until our bodies caught and then she slowly forced my cock inside her. She was tight and firm and slicked with sensation. She bent her head and began to kiss Rene's stomach as I began to move slowly inside her. Her moans grew louder as I increased force and speed and then Rene did something unexpected. She twisted herself like a cat so that her head was down by my swinging balls and Alice's swollen clit.

Alice rested her head between Rene's thighs, her cheek sliding back and forth over Rene's pubes as I rocked her to and fro. Her eyes widened and she jerked her head back, straining with pleasure as Rene began to rub her clit as I fucked her from behind. I looked down and fired that scene into my mind for remembering, and then I cried out in shock and pleasure.

Rene had grabbed one of my balls in her hand and then sucked it into her warm mouth so that every time I slammed into Alice, feeling her soft ass bouncing against my stomach, I could feel my sack stretching out from my body, sending shafts of pleasure into my thighs with every thrust.

Alice was beyond help now, sobbing and writhing, and I could feel my orgasm building deep within me until it was all I knew. My world focused into a tunnel of pleasure that burst out of me and pumped into Alice like molten fire. She cried out as she felt my cock spasm over and over within her like a beheaded snake, and then she fell onto her side and drew her knees up against her stomach, panting.

I looked down and saw Rene reach up and grasp my still-hard cock in her hand. She rolled over and pushed herself up on her knees and took the head of it in her mouth, softly. I groaned and she smiled and said;

'So. You gonna' get up a few times tonight as well?'

You bet, I thought- but all I could do was nod.

Let's just say that none of us made it to the next morning's surfing lesson; and leave it that.



Surfing Ch. 2



This is a continuation of the first story called SURFING . . . 

After our first lovemaking session that afternoon, mom decided to go and catch some sun at the pool in my apartment complex. When I walked out of my room after changing into my swim trunks, I saw my gorgeous mom applying a sun screen on her long firm legs. Her red finger nail polish accenting the nice tan. She looked up at me.

“Hello lover, do you like my new bikini? I bought it just for this visit.”

“Oh yes mom, it looks great on you!”

“Remember, I’m your lover this weekend, so stop the mom stuff.” “Call me Donna in public and whatever you like if private.”

Parting her thighs, she started applying the sun screen to her inner thighs.

“You know mo.. Donna I better meet you at the pool, If I watch you much longer I will need to fuck that hot pussy of yours again.”

She spread her thighs more and ran a finger over the tiny fabric. Then ran her tongue over her lips.

“Anytime you want to put that big fat cock in this pussy just ask or even better just take it.”

I pushed my shorts down allowing my fat hard cock to spring out. She slipped her tiny bikini bottoms down and laid back on the couch. Spreading her legs wide, showing her shaved pussy as her finger tips danced over the fat pussy lips. My big hand jerked my cock as I walked toward her. Kneeling on the couch between her firm thighs as he small hand gripped my blood-gorged shaft. Her hand explored the long shaft and down to my shaved balls.

“You have one of the most beautiful cocks and you don’t know how many years it has been since I had a fat cock inside my pussy twice in the same day.”

“The day is not over yet, donna. Also remember we have a date tonight and I always fuck my hot sexy dates.”

She guided the fat head to her wet pussy lips. I eased it in slowly as I laid down on her firm body. Our lips locked in a passionate kiss as her long legs wrapped around my waist pulling me deeper into her. Our hips grinding in unison as my thick meat explored her tight wet pussy. Our tongues fucking each others mouths as I fucked her with long slow strokes.

“Oh god, I love the way your fat cock stretches my pussy.” 

Her long finger nails dug into my ass cheeks as I slammed into her quickly.

“Oh yessss, lover. That’s it fuck me really hard.” 

I heard her wet pussy smacking with each hard thrust. Her 40dd tits bouncing as my cock reamed her soaking cunt. He legs sticking straight up in the air. I got on my knees and grabbed her ankles and started pistoning in and out of her pussy faster and deeper. My lower body glistening with her pussy juices as the feverish passion increased. Her fingers moved to work her clit as I slammed in and out of her. 

“Oh,Oh,Oh my goddddd I am cumminggggg!” She screamed.

Looking down at my sexy mother squirm in passion caused me to instantly fill her pussy with my hot cum. Her hands pulled me back down on top of her. Pulling my mouth to hers. Her legs resuming the position around my waist. Our bodies melting together in our lover’s embrace. I felt her pussy muscles gently squeezing my cock, milking all of my cum into her. Our lip lock lasting until my soft cock was pushed from her sweet pussy.

“Oh lover, let’s go and have that swim now.” She cooed.

As we left my apartment, my neighbor Dave was walking out of his apartment. He looked over at us and had a big smile on his face.

“Hey dude, sounded like your two were having a little fun over there.”

Mom smiled back at him.

“Well if you enjoyed listening, I am sure you will be hearing more all this weekend.”

As mom walked past him he grabbed my arm.

“Dude that is the hottest fucking older lady I have ever seen!” “Does she fuck as good as she looks?”

“You know that is the same question I have about your hot little redhead wife.” “Maybe we could find out about that this weekend?” I smiled.

“Dude, lets see what we can do.”

I caught up with mom.

“So what did you two talk about?”

“Maybe doing a little swapping, if you are interested?”

“Only if we are in the same room, so you can watch me service that young stud and I can watch my lover fucking.” She leaned over to my ear. “We better get to that water quick before my bikini bottoms shows my excitement.” 

All eyes were glued to mom as she removed her cover up and exposed the tiny yellow bikini. Her big tits bouncing as she walked over to the edge of the pool. The guys watched as she gracefully dove into the cool water. When she stood up her nipples, showed through the semi transparent yellow fabric and she climbed out of the water all the guys knew that she had a shaved pussy since their was no dark patch showing through the bottoms.

“Are you going to swim with me of just gaulk like all of the other guys?” She laughed

She walked over to me and pressed her wet body into mine. Kissed me on the lips then whispered in my ear.

“I’m letting these young studs know you are the one that is fucking me.”

As we played in the water she swam up and kissed me again. Her hand traveled down and started rubbing my cock.

“Just look what you have turned me into.” She giggled.

As I held her, I ran my hand down and squeezed her pussy. Her long blond hair floated around us.

“So about our date tonight lover. Is there a bar close by that you could meet me at? I want you to see my outfit and see if you would pick me up.”

I told her about a nice classy bar that was just a few miles up the road. I said I would stay in the pool until she left and then come up about thirty minutes later. She kissed me again then got out and walked to my apartment. Her ass swinging until she was out of sight. Some of the guys gave me some thumbs up. About an hour later I heard a horn honk and looked to see her Lexus driving by. 

I arrived at the club about an hour later. As my eyes adjusted to the dark nightclub I looked around but didn’t see her anywhere. Then my eyes caught a pair of red high heels on long legs sticking out from a group of older men standing at the bar. As I walked closer, I started to wonder if I would ever see the bottom of the dress. Finally I saw the bottom of a short red dress that was just inches below her pussy. She was leaning back into the bar and the low-cut top showed massive amounts of her cleavage. My eyes traveled up to her red lipstick as she was sipping a glass of wine. Her eyes met mine as I walked over and sat down in a dark booth. She looked at me as she re-crossed her legs showing that panties were not part of the outfit. Her dress rode higher as she slid off the stool. You could have heard a pin drop as she sashayed across the bar to the booth. 

“How do you like the outfit, lover?” She leaned over and exposed more cleavage.

“I think you are the hottest lady I have ever seen!”

“Mmmm, so you would pick me up and take me home if you didn’t know me?”

I grabbed her hand gently and helped her into the booth. Rubbing her silky thigh with my big hand and kissed her cheek softly.

“I would take you home and ravage you.” I whispered in her ear.

“And what if I couldn’t wait until we got back to your place?”

I lead her back to the dark hallway to the bathrooms. Then quickly slipped her into the mens room and locked the door. I dove my face into her luscious cleavage. Slipping the straps down and wrapped my mouth around her hard nipple. I sucked the nipple in and out of my mouth, gently nibbling on it as my hands gripped her firm ass. I helped her step out of the tiny red dress. Then I picked her up and set her down on the counter top. I went from nipple to nipple as her legs spread wide for my exploring fingers. I rubbed her clit hard as I nibbled on the nipple. Then slowly licked down to her shaved pussy. Her hard clit was sticking out just like her nipples, I proceeded to suck it in and out of my mouth as I slid two fingers deep into her soaking pussy. Her pussy muscles pulled at my fingers as I suck her clit harder. Then I slid my tongue deep into her pussy along with my fingers. Her finger tips sliding through my hair as I licked her pussy faster. She leaned back into the mirror to allow me more access to her sweet tasting pussy. As I licked up and down her pussy lips I moved on of the soaking fingers to her ass.

“Oh, oh, nooo” She yelped as the finger tip slid into her tight ass. I worked the slippery finger deeper into her ass. My tongue was a blur as it licked her sweet pussy. Her hands gripped my hair and pulled my face into her pussy. As I slid the second finger into her ass I felt her body start to convulse. I started finger fucking her ass faster, her body quivering with the orgasm. I moved back up and kissed her passionately. 

“Did you like that?”

“God yes, no one has ever fingered my ass before and it was a very nice change.”

We slipped back out into the dark bar to the back booth. After a few minutes an older lady walked up to the booth. 

“How are you two doing tonight, I’m Marge and I own this establishment.” 

“Hello Marge, you have a very nice place here. Would you like to have a seat?” I asked.

She squeezed in beside me and patted my thigh.

“The reason I wanted to talk to you two was, well we have a security camera in the bathrooms and well I must say that I thoroughly enjoyed the show you two put on in there.”

I looked over at mom and her face was almost as red as her dress. Marge noticed it also and she leaned over and patted her thigh. Her tit mashed into my arm.

“Don’t worry dear I will erase the tape but I was wondering if you two would like to come back into my office and have a little fun?” Her hand continued to rub mom’s thigh as she spoke. “ I have been known to lick a sweet pussy every now and then and I bet this young stud here has a nice big cock for us to share.”

We walked in her office. I was a very large room with large screens and a very big round bed in the corner.

“Let me go and change while you two make yourself comfortable.” She flip on one of the big screens as she walked around the corner. The screen filled with mom and me as we entered the mens bathroom. It had a perfect view of moms face as I dove into her pussy. We sat on the bed and watched out private XXX movie. Her hand moved to my hard cock that was straining in my pants. Soon she had my cock out and was stroking it slowly as she watched me eating her pussy on the screen. Then Marge walked back into the room wearing nothing but a pair of black thigh high boots with 6" heels.

“Oh yes, I knew he had a nice big cock for us to enjoy.”

Marge had a very nice body for her age you could tell she worked out. She held out her hand to help mom stand up. Her hands glided over moms body and expertly had her dress falling to the floor.

“My my my, this body even looks better in person” Marge’s hands glided over mom’s body then she gently kissed her lips. I watched as their bodies molded into an exploration of flesh. I slid back up to the head of the bed to watch. Then Marge whispered something to mom. Mom turned and crawled up the bed and engulfed my cock into her mouth. Her ass sticking up for Marge, to which Marge buried her face into mom’s open pussy. I moved her hair to get a view of my thick cock sliding between red lipstick painted lips. All I could see of Marge was her long hair, because her face was mashed into mom’s pussy. The way mom was moaning she must have been doing something right. Soon she had all of my long shaft inside her wet mouth. Her tongue twirling around the head every time she popped it out. Then taking it all back into her awaiting throat. Them mom let out a loud moan. I looked down and could tell that Marge had started licking her ass. Marge looked at me and gave me a wink as she started tongue fucking mom’s ass faster. Mom was grunting like a wild animal as she sucked my cock faster and faster. Within a few seconds I couldn’t hold back any more and erupted my hot cum into her mouth. She sucked faster and didn’t miss a drop. Moms body shuddered as she had an orgasm. Marge pulled mom up on her knees and shared the remaining cum in mom’s mouth with a passionate kiss. 

Then Marge walked over to her desk and produced a huge black strap-on dildo. Mom’s eyes were as big as silver dollars as Marge placed the strap-on around moms’ body. Then Marge lubed it up with a generous amount of KY jelly. Mom moved like a cat behind Marge as she crawled up on the bed with her ass sticking up. I watched my sexy mom grab her hips and proceed to slide this long black dildo into Marge’s awaiting pussy. Her beautiful ass flexing as she plunged it all the way into her pussy.

“Oh shit yes, fuck me with that huge cock!” She squealed. 

My cock started to grow again as I watched the sexy show. Mom was showing her no mercy as she fucked her harder and faster. She was slamming into her faster then she started to slap Marge’s ass with each thrust. The redder her ass became the louder she would scream in pleasure. Then Marge let out a scream of her climax. Mom gave her one last slap on the ass then pulled the glistening dildo from her. Then they collapsed on the bed with me. 



Surfing Ch. 3



This is a continuation of surfing part one and two . . . 

After mom (who likes to be called Donna since we became lovers) and I left the night club. On the drive home she started rubbing my thigh.

“Oh I can’t wait to get home all of the oral sex at the bar has my pussy on fire for some hard cock!”

Looking over at her in the short red dress that now was exposing her shaved pussy and the low-cut top that just hid the nipples of her 40dd tits. I knew that getting hard was not going to be a problem. She had re applied her bright red lipstick as we drove into my apartment complex. It still amazed me how sexy my mom (Donna) looked for her age. When she arrived for the visit with her new body (since she lost more than thirty pounds) and her animal appetite for sex. I was so glad that I tricked her on the internet.

When we got to my apartment there was a note attached to my door. It was from Dave my next door neighbor who had heard Donna and me having sex. He has no idea who Donna really is. He had told me outside that he would love to fuck a sexy older lady like that. I had told him I felt the same way about his sexy new redhead wife. The note said that when we got home to just walk inside their apartment, if the door was unlocked.

“So what do you think Donna?” The smile on her face told me that she was game for some action. As I reached for the door knob, she grabbed my arm.

“I will do this only if you promise that you will stuff me full of your big fat cock when we get done.”

I gave her firm ass a nice squeeze and winked. When we opened the door, the smell of fresh burning marijuana filled our nose. We walked in and found Dave sitting on the couch watching a porno movie. Dave looked up and his eyes drank in the red outfit and skin exposed by Donna. He jumped up and shook my hand, but his eyes never left Donna exposed cleavage.

“So dude are you really going to let me have some of this fine ass lady?” He asked.

“Depends, where is Julie?”

“Aw dude she is having second thoughts.”

Before I could say anything, Donna cut in.

“You go and get her and let me show her what my lover has for her pussy.”

As Dave went into the bedroom, she expertly pulled my cock out. Then sat on the couch in front of me and spread her legs so he would see her sweet shaved pussy when he returned. She tenderly started licking my shaft. Within a few seconds she had my thick cock at full attention. She rubbed her pussy lips as the tip of her tongue played with the slit on the fat head. Then she wrapped her red painted lips around the fat head as her tongue danced around it. Her hand slowly stroked the thick eight inches protruding from her hot wet mouth. She looked up at me then I followed her eyes over to where Dave and Julie were standing in the doorway. Dave was already into jacking his cock but my attention turned to Julie. She was wearing a white outfit with white thigh-high stocking. Her bushy red hair could be seen through the tiny white thong. Her long red hair covered her tits. I looked over at Dave’s cock and smiled to myself knowing Julie was going to have a nice tight pussy. Donna looked over at Dave.

“Are you going to jack off or would you like to fuck my mouth” She giggled.

He about fell over the couch getting to her. She easily devoured his cock into her mouth. She pulled him between her long silky thighs as she started deep throating him slowly. She slipped the top of her dress down to release her big firm tits. I held out my hand to Julie who timidly grabbed it and walked over to me. Her eyes glued to Donna sucking all of her husband into her mouth.

“I can’t do that with him, so I know I won’t get much of your cock into my mouth.” She stammered.

I pulled her to me and kissed her, her mouth opened hungrily for my tongue. Sliding my big hands down to grip her tight little ass. When we broke our embrace, I saw that Dave had started savagely fucking moms tits. I leaned in and kissed Julies earlobe and whispered.

“I have had two blow jobs so far today, so if you don’t mind I would like to try out that tight cunt of yours.”

I spun her around so her silky ass cheek glided over my shaft. Sliding her tiny thong down then moving in behind her. Her hands dug into the arm of the couch as I slid the fat head over her pussy lips. Mom looked up at me as she laid back on the couch, Dave moved in between her tanned thighs and plunged his cock into her awaiting pussy. A scream erupted from Julie as I slid in half of my cock into her pussy.

“Oh god, Oh god I can’t it is too big!” She squealed. 

Mom reached up and brushed her cheek and smiled.

“Hunny just relax when he gets that cock all inside. You will be screaming a different tune.”

Slowly I started fucking her, giving her just a little more with each stroke. Dave was feverishly fucking mom now. Her hips were raising up to get all of his cock into her. She looked so sexy with that tiny red dress bunched up on her hips. Slowly I worked all of my thick meat into Julies very tight cunt. The timidness changed as she started pushing her firm ass back into me. I started thrusting into her harder and faster.

“Oh fuck yes, fill me with that big fucking cock!” She screamed.

I started fucking her like a machine. Her tight ass rippling with each hard thrust. I grabbed her tiny waist and pulled her back onto my throbbing meat. Dave started to lose some of his momentum so mom pushed him back on the floor and climbed on top. I was a perfect view of her outstanding ass as she rode him hard. I grabbed Julies long red hair and started pulling it as I rammed into her cunt faster. Dave started yelling “Holy shit” I knew he must be experiencing mom’s unbelievable pussy control as she ground her pussy on his cock. I knew it wouldn’t take very long, which it didn’t before he blew his cum into her pussy. I also knew that she would milk it dry with that pussy. My glistening shaft was pistoned in and out of Julies pussy faster. I felt her body tighten as her orgasm over took her. I felt the warm fluid coating my shaft. I pulled out and positioned her on her knees in front of me and proceeded to stroke the juice-covered shaft at her pretty face. Her mouth opened as the hot cum started splattering on her face. Mom stood up and positioned her dress into place. Then walked over to me and we kissed as we looked down at our latest victims spent on the floor. Julie looked up at us and mouthed the words “call me.” Mom pressed the tip of her red high heel shoe on Julies clit and rubbed it gently.

Mom grabbed me as we walked into my apartment.

“I hope that cock is ready for some more because that did not do it for me. Now that you have shown me the ways of a big fat cock.” 

I pulled her luscious body into me. “You go and clean up. Put on a sexy outfit and be my private stripper and I will give you want you want.” I slapped her ass as she hurried toward the bedroom. I went into the bathroom and grabbed a quick shower and put on my satin boxers then waited on the couch. I turned on some nice music with a good grinding beat. 

Then I heard her yell “now close your eyes.” When I opened my eyes, I couldn’t believe what I saw. My sultry mom had transformed into one of the sexiest school girls I have ever seen. Her long blond hair was in pigtails on the sides her white blouse was tied around her waist and her cleavage was busting out on the top. My eyes traveled down her exposed stomach to a short plaid skirt. Below the skirt was a few inches of tanned thigh before it was covered up with white thigh-high stockings. She looked so tall then I noticed the 6" white pumps she was wearing. I know my jaw dropped open.

Mom looked at me. “Hunny close your mouth, that is my job around here to have an open mouth.” Then she proceeded to grind her sexy body to the beat of the music. She smiled as she saw the tent that was forming in my boxers. Her hands moved over her body, down her flat stomach to the bottom of the short plaid skirt. Slow she raised it for me to view her tiny white thong. Then she swung her hips as she turned around slowly. Bending over slowly until she was looking back at me through her silky thighs. Her hand gliding up the back of her thighs to expose that great ass. Then she raised her hand and gave it a hard slap. Turning back around slowly, not missing a beat of the music with her hips. She raised her skirt from the front again. Then grabbed the thong and pulled it up into her pussy hard. She held it up tight as she started to grind her pussy on the fabric. The thong was grinding back and forth across her swollen clit. Her other hand glided up her stomach to the bow on the bottom of her blouse. As she untied it, more cleavage came into view. As she ground her hips the blouse would open and flash her firm 40dd tits. Her big tits hung into view when she bent over to slowly slide the thong down her legs before she kicked it at me. She licked her lips as she now started playing with her pussy under the short skirt. She would raise the skirt and show that three fingers were buried inside, then drop the skirt again. After a few minutes of the teasing she walked slowly over to me, her sexy hips swaying. “Now sit on your hands!” I quickly obliged her command. She walked over bending over slowly until her ass brushed my face. Then her hand slid up my thigh as gripped the bulge in my boxers. As she stroked my cock through the silky fabric, her ass pressed hard into my face. My tongue darted out to the pleasant taste of a strawberry. She must have found a bottle of my flavors while she dressed. As she jerked my cock her ass rocked back and forth to fuck my tongue. Then she slowly slid her ass down my chest until she was sitting on my bulge. Her ass wiggled on my cock. Her body laid back into me as her hands groped her big tits as she ground down harder on my throbbing meat. Then she stood up slowly, when she turned around she had her tongue licking her hard nipple. She propped her foot between my legs and started rubbing my cock with the toe of her high heel. She moved her hand down again and gave me a close up view as she slid three fingers back into her pussy. She switched hands and put the pussy juice-covered fingers to my mouth. I quickly sucked them into my mouth and licked them clean as she finger fucked her pussy harder with the other hand. Then she walked to the center of the room and got down on her hands and knees. Her ass sticking up in clear view. She reached back and slapped it hard a couple of times. She looked back at me over her shoulder. 

“Come here lover and give me what I crave!” 

I quickly removed my boxers and got on my knees behind her. With one quick thrust I buried my long thick cock deep into her.

“Oh yessss, give me that real cock!” She squealed.

I pushed the skirt up to admire the total package. Then slammed into her hard. My big hand slid down her thighs and grabbed the firm flesh. I loved the sexy ripple of her ass as I slammed into her with a quicker pace. I felt her finger nails on my shaft as she rubbed her clit fast. As I plowed into her pussy, I stuck my thumb into my mouth. Then I quickly slid it into her ass at the same time my cock rocked into her pussy. Her body went rigid then I felt her warm orgasm covering my cock. She looked back at me.

“Baby that is the second time you have put a finger into my ass. I have never done anything like that and it makes me feel so slutty.” 

I pulled mu cock from her pussy and rubbed the fat head on her ass. I gently pulled her back until it popped into the tight walls of her ass. She let out a loud squeal as the shaft slowly disappeared into her. Soon my big shaved balls slapped into her soaking pussy lips. I slowly started long stroking her ass. Her squeals turned to deep moans as I picked up the pace. Sliding my hands up her back until I could grab her pigtails. Then I started giving her the ass fucking she had been missing all of her life. She quickly started rocking, meeting my deep thrust into her ass. I slapped her ass cheek to the approval of her girly squeal. Sweat was rolling down my chest as I fucked her with a hard steady motion. I erupted deep into her awaiting ass, spraying my hot cum over her walls. When I released my firm grip on her, she fell into a heap on the floor. I laid beside her on the floor and we embraced in a passionate kiss. 

“You know lover, that I have only been intimate with you for 24 hours and you have shown me what I have been missing for the past 40 years.”“Now how could I possibly re pay such a gift.”

“Don’t worry mom.” I covered her mouth with my finger before she could tell me to call her Donna. “Tomorrow is only Sunday and you don’t have to be home until Monday. Do you think aunt Linda would be busy tomorrow?”

“Oh lover, my sister! Now that sounds naughty.” She smiled. 



Surfing Lessons



The following is a work of fiction. Certain places and events are actual, but the names and relationships are all a work of imagination. 

*

"You need to see this shit!" My wife yelled from the other room.

"What are you talking about?" I replied

"Your son has been surfing where he doesn't need to be."

"Oh shit," I thought to myself, "I forgot to erase my computer history, dammit." I've been super careful lately since the last time I left some browser history and she found it. Not bad stuff, but definitely porn and chat sites. 

"Let me come see." I replied. And I went into the office to see what she was looking at. When I got in there, she had the history opened for last week and there were hits for gay sites, some Yahoo chat rooms and some others; not my most recent visitations, but definitely some I go see at time. Luckily for me, the times were while I was at work, so he was going to take the hit for this one. 

I've been married 8 years now. My wife, well, she's always been big and has lately gotten bigger, angrier and more pathetic. Because of that, I've not been as attracted to having sex with her and have found other ways to occupy my time. Some of that has been online chatting and surfing and some has been visiting a local video store (that'll be another story or two). 

My "son" is really my stepson Clark, and was 8 when we got married, is now 18 and a soccer-playing senior in high school in West Texas. He's about 5'7", maybe 135 lbs soaking wet with blonde hair and green eyes like his mother. I'm 35 and struggling to maintain 195 lbs on my 5'11' frame and try to hit the gym twice a week, sometimes with success, other times, it's a wasted effort and I go home to the TV, computer, nagging fat wife and whatever beer is in the fridge, usually Shiner Bock or Abita Turbo Dog.  

I'm clearly bi-sexual, something my wife has no idea about or we'd be in divorce court lightning fast. My first sexual experience with a man was in college (another story, I promise) and I went through a true dry spell until just a few years ago. Since then, I'd visit this video place once or twice a month, usually on the way home from the gym, good excuse to grab a shower when I got home. 

Enough background. So here I am, looking at his browser history and wondering "What the fuck is he doing?" I had no clue about his sexuality. I assumed he was straight, but then again, he was a slow starter and to this point, had just taken up with his first girlfriend, a girl a year ahead of him in high school. 

"You're going to have to deal with this," my wife tells me. "I'm not talking to my son about gay stuff, you need to steer him away from that." OK, so straight porn would be acceptable to her? What the fuck? 

"It's natural for him to be exploring." I said. "But you're right, he needs to be sticking to looking at girls" Inside my head, I was thinking "Hell, cut me some damn slack, bitch, I'd like to look at girls too" I said nothing except "I'll talk to him next time I see him at the computer. 

We had the family computer in an office/study which happened to have a locking door and was on the other end of the house and downstairs from the bedrooms. With the health issues my wife has been having, she spends a lot of time in bed, many times conked out on pain pills and wine by 8:30 or 9:00 at night. I come in from the gym after that and watch some TV. I check on her, crack a beer and settle into the recliner. If my son's home and not doing homework, sometimes, he's on the computer, or he'll go to his room and watch TV since I rarely watch what he wants to watch. I haven't been bugging her for sex in a while, which I guess was OK with her. She never complained. I was content with jacking off in the shower, or pulling out one of my VHS tapes when everyone was gone. When I really needed to get off, I went down to the video store and take advantage of what it had to offer. 

I thought about what Clark had been doing. Had he seen some of my surfing? Was he curious about things himself? I speculated as to whether he was a virgin or not, figured he was. I was 14 when I lost my virginity, to an older girl in high school who was on the rebound. Great experience for me and she got the chance to teach someone what she liked to do. After that, I was forever hooked on petite, athletic girls and had my share through high school and college and afterwards. I knew I loved blowjobs and eating pussy and was fascinated with watching porn, something Wendy thought was cool too. 

The next week, same scenario. I came in from the gym and Clark was on the computer. She was passed out and snoring upstairs. I showered, changed into some shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt and went downstairs to see what was on TV. After turning it on, I cracked an Abita and stood quietly in the doorway of the office while he surfed and chatted on AIM. Finally, he realized I was there and turned around. 

"Nothing good on TV?" he asked. 

"Nahh, not so far, maybe in 30 minutes." I told him. "We need to have a little discussion in the meantime."

I saw him stiffen up in the chair a bit. "What's wrong?" he asked. 

"Your mother . . . . . . " I started. 

"Stop" he said, "I bet I know what this is about." 

"I bet you don't," I replied. "I need to talk about what you've been doing online lately" He froze in mid-reply, the color draining from his face. "Yeah, she stumbled across your history last week and was just a little bit shocked." Silence from him. 

"Honestly, if you were looking at tits and pussies, I think she'd be ok with it, but your looking at cock has got her a bit messed up." I continued. He sat there for a minute, and I could see his mind racing with a dozen replies. Finally, he made up his mind. 

"Hell, I was just looking at some of the sites you've been on, Dad!" 

My turn to have the color drain from my face. "What I do has no bearing on you and your mother doesn't know about it, and what she doesn't know, won't hurt her. You just need to be more careful with covering your tracks so neither one of us gets busted again." 

"You're not pissed?" he asked. 

"Hell no, I'd just like to make sure you know what you're doing and are careful." I told him. 

Suddenly, I saw my son in a whole new light. I'm sure he was thinking the same thing too. He was a good-looking kid, in great shape thanks to soccer and had a devilish grin and knew how to use it when he wanted something. I started thinking back to some incidents that occurred in the past few years and wondered if I should have seen this coming. My son was gay! Or at least he was bi like me! I wondered if he and any of his friends had messed around before. 

Or any of his teammates. I remembered a time during his freshman season, at an away game. I was the assistant coach for his varsity team and we had a game in the pouring rain at White Oak. One of his teammates, Robert, was goofing around on the sidelines and I caught him making a swinging, thrusting motion with his hips at one of his seated teammates, a little red-headed boy named Seth. I have no idea what they were doing, but I was captivated by the sight of his obviously unencumbered equipment swinging freely in his rain-soaked shorts. Seth was too, his eyes locked on Robert's groin. Robert was gifted as well, as the outline of what he was packing was quite impressive, to say the least. 

Back to the present. I spent a few minutes showing him what his mother had done to uncover his surfing, and then how he could erase it without erasing everything. This included cookies and temp files, since doing a key search would find all those anyways. I'm pretty sure he got the hang of it, so the next thing I needed to do was talk about where he was surfing. "Let's look at what you've been browsing." I said. Clark gulped and asked "Are you sure?"

"Why not," I told him, "I need to know what my boy likes to look at." I could tell he was nervous, but wanted to do it at the same time. I suggested a few Google searches on some key words and we spent the next hour looking at pictures and reading some erotic stories. While doing it, we talked about things, school, soccer, his girlfriend, just some good father-son time we hadn't been having lately. While we surfed, I noticed him squirming around some and figured he was hard. Being 16, the wind could blow and he would sprout wood; I remember the days. Hell, from all of it, I was semi-hard myself. 

It was bad, but it made me wonder what he looked like. How big was he? Thick or thin? I wasn't even sure if he was circumcised. Suddenly, my semi-hard was getting harder and I was going to have to start squirming myself. 

Telling him it was getting late, and that I needed to get some rest before work the next day, I told him to wrap it up and we'd do it another time soon. I told him I'd let his mother know it was a one-time, curiosity deal and make up some story to cover for it. I also told him I expected him to be more careful about so I didn't have to deal with her any more. 

With that, we both went upstairs. I went to bed but couldn't sleep. I heard his bedroom door close, then open, his bathroom door close, then open and his bedroom door close again. After another 20 minutes of staring in the dark, I got up to go to the bathroom myself. While in there, I heard his bathroom door close again and some noises on the floor of his bathroom like he was rolling around or something. Finally, I heard his toilet flush and he went to bed. I finished up and did the same. Given our mutually aroused states, I'm sure he was taking care of his hardon and even the thought of that gave me another surge of blood to the extremities. 

Still, I lay there wondering, and plotting our next session online, curious as to how far he would go and how curious he was. 

Again, this is a work of fiction, more to come. If you liked it, let me know.



Surfing Lessons Ch. 02



The following is a work of fiction. Certain places and events are actual, but the names and relationships are all a work of imagination. 

*

The next night, I had my chance to find out. Came in from work and was wiped out. There was something resembling dinner in the microwave and my wife was complaining about something hurting, so I picked out something strong for her and tucked her into bed. I had some work to do and Clark wasn't home yet, so I moved into the office with a warmed plate of food and an Abita. I was still working on the spreadsheet when Clark came in from soccer practice. 

"Have you eaten yet?" I called to him.

"Yeah, I grabbed some Taco Bell after practice and ate it over at Donald's." he replied. 

Taco Bell? I looked at my plate of food and imagined a burrito supreme and chicken quesadilla with my beer. My stomach turned and I dumped the remains in the trash while I heard the shower running. I finished the spreadsheet and started surfing, checking my Yahoo fantasy teams, some email, who was on Manhunt, went back to ESPN.com and was reading about what was going on in the EPL when he came into the room and leaned over my chair. 

"Whatcha looking at?" he asked "Better not be some fat, old women!" 

"Nahh, if I wanted that, I'd turn the lights ON in the bedroom!" I laughed. He snickered and plopped on the couch in the office. 

"Dad, can we look at some more stuff tonight? I know mom's passed out, she'll never hear anything."

"Sure, grab a stool and let me drive tonight." I told him. He did and sat next to me. I glanced sideways and noticed he was in a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt. I wondered how that was going to hide anything if he got aroused. "What do you want to see tonight?" I asked him. 

"More sucking pictures," he said, "maybe some videos if we can find some." 

"Ever heard of XTube?" I asked him.

"You mean YouTube?" he said. 

"No, XTube, it's like YouTube only it shows stuff you can't see on YouTube." I told him. Then I clicked on a link marked "Work stuff" in my favorites. It took me right to XTube and I signed in with my account password. 

"OK, sucking, but do you want to see straight, bi or gay?" I said. 

"Straight, dad, I want to see some chicks sucking some dicks." he insisted. So I did a search, pulled up some popular and recent videos and we watched them all. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the bulge in his shorts. I could swear I saw his cock head peeking out once, but he shifted and it was gone. 

"How about jacking off videos, solo stuff, hand jobs and all, think they have some of those?" he asked. 

"Thousands, I'm sure. What else?" I replied. 

"What about self-sucking?" he grinned as he asks. 

"Lucky motherfuckers . . . ." I mumbled and did a search. Sure enough, 135 different self-sucking videos from 30 seconds long to over 5 minutes. 

"Damn, that's cool as hell!" he said as we watched. "Do you think he'll swallow his own cum?"

"Some do, but a lot of people like to see a guy cum on video, so you know that he did; it's an old porno term, money shot." I told him. 

I glanced over at him as he was watching the video that was playing. There was a young guy, maybe early 20's who was getting about 3 inches of his own cock in his mouth with ease. He started upside-down and then switched to leaning over while sitting. The longer it went on, the more he was getting in until he was damn near deep-throating himself. This was fucking hot to me and I was tenting my khaki shorts so I hunched over a bit to disguise it. However, Clark was oblivious to the fact that his running shorts were straining from his raging hardon and he stared at the guy in the video finally pulled off his cock to let it spray onto his chest and his chin. Then he used his fingers to gather it up and the screen faded to black as his hand was moving towards his mouth. 

I need to jack off in the worst way possible, but I couldn't leave the moment. I could see a wet spot on his shorts and could feel one inside mine. I knew he needed to as well. I decide to be bold and make the first move. 

"If I don't jack off, I think my balls will explode." I muttered, loud enough that I knew he could hear. I shifted in my chair and started rubbing my cock through my shorts, making the outline of it obvious to anyone looking. I saw him stare at me with his eyes wide but his own hand did the same thing on his shorts. 

"I know what you mean, Dad, it's only been since this morning for me." he said. Hell, I knew he jacked off last night too from the sounds of it, so he's ending and beginning his days with jacking off; good boy! 

"Well, if you don't mind, I need to go take care of this in the bathroom." I told him, patting my cock-filled shorts and giving it a squeeze. "You may need to go do the same thing yourself."

I got up from my chair and moved to the bathroom just across from the office. More of a powder room, but it has a long vanity and is fairly spacious for the purpose it serves. I knew there was some hand cream in there, vanilla flavored, I think, and planned on a quick finish for my raging hardon. As I went to close the door, I saw him in the office doorway with his hand on the front of his shorts, stroking back and forth. 

I looked at him, "Wanna watch while I finish it off?" He nodded soundlessly and followed me into the room. "You don't have to do anything, just pretend it's one of the videos on Xtube." I told him. Then I pulled the bottle of hand cream near me, and pumped a few squirts into my right hand while my left hand opened the front of my khakis and slipped them and my boxer-briefs down to release my cock. Then I started a slow, twisting motion as I lubed my cock with the vanilla-flavored cream. 

I could see his eyes widen as I released it and began to stroke. Meanwhile, his own hand continued to work himself over from outside his shorts. 

"Damn Dad, how big are you?" he asked me. 

I looked at him and said, "Well, the last time I even bothered to measure, I was 7 x 6. Have you ever measured yours before?" 

"Yeah, but I don't think I did it right, it said I was 8 inches long." Clark said. 

I gulped quietly and thought to myself, "Boy with a man-cock, might be fun!" 

"Well, show me what you have and let's see if we can't get a reading on it." I told him. I knew my wife kept a sewing tape in the cabinet in this bathroom, so I rummaged until I found it. 

"It doesn't count if you measure from your asshole" I joked with him. I turned around and my jaw damn near hit the floor. Coming out of his shorts was a perfect 8" cock (who needs to measure) that was perfectly straight with a thin shaft, flared head and was leaking precum like a firehose. 

I wiped the excess cream from my cock to show him how I measured my own, showing the 7' length from the top of my curved and left-leaning cock, then wrapped the tape around to measure the girth for him, an easy 6" around. I handed the tape to him and he started to measure the length but kept coming up a bit short of the 8" he had claimed earlier. Finally, I held the tape roll for him while he buried it in his pubes and we measure 7-7/8" to the tip of his piss-slit. Then, he wrapped it around his cock and measured a fraction past 5" for his girth. 

"Not bad" I told him, "A very respectable and well above average cock there, son!" Meanwhile, my fingers were burning where I had touched him while helping to measure. I grabbed the cream again and went back to work on my cock, slowly covering the entire thing with the vanilla lotion. He grabbed the jar and did the same and very soon, both of us were quietly stroking almost in unison. 

I could see him watching me, imitating my hand motions as we stroked. This was so hot, watching my son stroke while he watched me do the same. I wondered if he and his friends were doing the same thing together, or his teammates . . . . . . 

Eventually, I could feel the stirrings boiling up from my balls. I moved around so I was facing the mirror and the vanity, watching my reflection and Clark's in the mirror and we both pounded away at our cocks. 

I arched up on my toes and I felt it release and groaned as I shot ropes of thick, white cum onto the top of the counter. I saw Clark watching every pulse as he continued stroking and then gave a quick shudder and suddenly he lurched forward as streams of milky juice pulsed out of his cock, spraying the counter and mirror with shotgun velocity. I had to say, I was impressed by the distance, but his cum was the thin, watery cum of youth, not yet matured into the thicker liquid I had dispensed. 

We both sagged against the wall and I watched his still-hard cock dripping onto the floor. 

"You'd better clean that up" I told him, rolling some toilet paper off the roll. 

I swabbed off my cock and tucked it back inside my shorts while I grabbed some bathroom wipes and wiped my cum off the counter. I could hear it drop in the toilet as I dumped the wipe in there, I waited to flush until he had cleaned himself and his spray off the counter and the mirror. He dumped his wipes in there and we both watched as they swirled down and away, all evidence of what had just happened, gone. 



Surfing Lessons Ch. 03



The following is a work of fiction. Certain places and events are actual, but the names and relationships are all a work of imagination.

*

I had a momentary flash of guilt. I thought I heard a sound outside, but after hushing him, I listened and all I could hear was the shallow breaths we both were taking after the workout. He was still at full-mast while I was starting to deflate. Not like usual, but definitely not rock-hard still. The stimulation of the experience was tremendous and I know he enjoyed it too. 

"I'll need to go crash now." I told him

"Yeah, me too in a bit, I need to clean up some more." he told me. 

I told him goodnight and left the bathroom. I stopped at the foot of the stairs and listened but there were no sounds from upstairs. Then I policed the den, shut off the TV, cleaned up some glasses and turned off the lights. 

Going back by the still-shut bathroom door, I heard the unmistakably familiar sound going on inside. Clark was undoubtedly still turned on by everything and decided to rub another one out. 

"Good for him, I remember those days" I thought to myself, and wishing I could see inside; watch him when he thought he was alone. I wasn't so busy earlier that I couldn't see how enraptured he was while jacking with me. 

I stood quietly by the door, listening to the squishing get into a steady rhythm until he softly groaned and I heard the splatter of another load blasted. The boy did have a porno money shot for sure! I was hard again too; my shorts getting uncomfortably tight and still just a bit sticky from earlier. It was almost too much to take but I headed upstairs for bed. 

In the morning, I got up at my usual time, put the coffee on, check the news online and basically puttered around. Clark was usually about 30 minutes behind me and I checked the bathroom for any trace of last night's fireworks. When he finally emerged, he slapped me on the back and asked how I slept. 

"Fine," I told him, "after that workout I needed some zzzz's to recuperate!" 

"I hope we can repeat sometime." he winked at me and said. "I enjoyed the hell out of it." 

"Enjoyed it so much you had another round by yourself?" I asked? "You missed a few spots cleaning up!" 

Clark grinned sheepishly, "Yeah I guess I had a little more left in me." 

I told him we'd get another chance sometime soon since it looked like him mom was having a rough time, health-wise, we'd have plenty of time by ourselves. 

I went on to work, he to school, but my mind was racing all day with the memory of how he looked, we looked, side-by-side in the bathroom mirror. I probably spent more time with a semi-hard that day than I had in many years. But it was my son! Maybe not the fruit of my loins, but still! I wondered how it was going to happen again, or when. 

I managed to make it through the day and called home to see what was going on. My wife was in the midst of packing when I called. Her sister had called and she wanted her to come visit for a few days. Something about the kids and a school pageant or musical and costumes and blah, blah, blah. You know how it is. I asked when she was heading out and she told me right after I got home. It was about a 4 hour drive and she wanted to get in before too late. 

"I'll come see you off." I told her, "Tonight's a workout night but I'll blaze out of work right now and spend some time with you before you hit the road. I can go to the gym afterwards." What a loving husband I am, right?

"Just so long as you skip the titty-bars afterwards." she joked with me. This was sort of a long-standing joke between us, not that I went to them (that she knew). 

"No worries, I've decided I'm not into tits anymore!" I joked back. So I packed my briefcase and headed out the door to see her before she left. When I got home, her SUV was already packed and gassed. We ducked out in my car to grab a bite from Chick-fil-a and talk about what she was going to do while she was gone. 

"You stay away from those single teachers." I warned her. "Some of those boys fresh out of college have a thing for soccer moms." 

"Right, like they'd know what to do with me." she replied. 

After about 20 minutes, she checked the time and announced she need to hit the road before traffic got too heavy. I took her back to the house and kissed her goodbye, just as Clark came in from practice. She had sent him a text message earlier telling him goodbye, so he knew what was going on. 

"What a good son, coming to tell your mommy goodbye!" She cooed at him. He blushed and kissed her before she closed the door. 

He leaned against me as she drove off and I playfully pushed him down "Get your sweaty soccer ass off me, boy!" 

How got up and made a show of brushing the dust off himself. "Hey, I'm going back over to Donald's, we're working on this damn project and he has more room to spread out. Eric and Brandon are coming over too" 

"What class is it for?" I asked. 

"Economics," he said. "we're setting up a soccer league website and have to create ads and games and game stories and shit." 

"Sounds fun; almost like real work or something. Well, I'm going to hit the gym for a while, work some kinks out of my back and shoulders." I told him. "Don't be too late tonight, you were up late last night!" 

He grinned, "yeah, I know what you mean!" 

Gold's Gym was too fucking hot tonight. It smelled like a gym, only there was an extra funk of Indian summer and god knows what else. I finished my shoulder, back, chest and abs routine and hit the shower. While I was there, I spotted this college kid that I'd seen before. Today, I caught him glance at me while I was on the roman chair but I couldn't be sure. Instantly, I was comparing his body to Clark's. Both were about the same height, his hair was darker and curlier. His muscle development was more filled out than Clark, who was still very lean, although he had some good beginnings in some muscle groups. 

I felt a little stirring down low and instantly turned the shower to cold. Almost too late and I had to turn towards the wall to avoid showing this kid some hardening cock. After finishing the soapdown, I started to rinse with my head under the shower and through the streaming water I could see the kid with a semi-hardon of his own staring over at me. I had to shake this image out of my head or else what was asleep was going to wake up, plus, I wasn't prepared to make an ass out of myself in a gym I've been a member of for a few years. 

But, damn, he was hot looking!

I retreated to the sauna to relax and soak some heat in my weary, old muscles. Even though I had one at home, it felt good to stretch out in this one. Hardly anyone ever used it so I could just about count on some alone time. It felt great, the scent of eucalyptus smelled better than the gym and before long, I was dozing (yeah, I know, not a good thing to do in a sauna). I heard the door open and sensed, rather than saw, someone come in and sit opposite me on the other bench tier. Yeah, right, my shower buddy. This was going to be rough. 

He lay on his back on the top tier and draped his towel over his groin. I don't think he even dried off from the shower as he was still soaking wet and before long, I could see some steam rising as the shower water evaporated off him. His hair was in wet ringlets and dripped onto the teak with a little sizzle every time. I kept glancing over, peeking out of my left eye as I lay on my stomach, which was a good thing, since I was fully hard by now. I shifted my hips around to give my cock some room and the towel slipped off me, and dropped to the floor. 

"Fuck" I whispered and reached for the towel, and when I did, I noticed his towel was starting to poke skyward. I retrieved my towel and flipped it back over my ass and shifted again to find a slot in the teak deck for my already, uncomfortably squished cock. At this point, I was stuck until it subsided or he left, and he wasn't showing any signs of doing that. 

"Damn this heat feels good to me," I heard him say "I love this room when I've had a bad day"

"Yeah, I know what you mean, but I've never seen you around here this time of day." I said back. 

"I finished my last final this afternoon, and I thought I was going out with some friends. I usually come here either first thing or last thing." he continued. 

This conversation wasn't helping me. I'd heard a story a while back about some college kid who would hit on some of the older gym members. Some of the guys were calling him a "rent boy" but there was no proof he was doing anything for money. Could this be him?

He was silent while I was musing. I glanced again and could see the head of his cock under the end of his towel, which appeared to be a little further up from where it was before. I groaned inwardly and shifted again, trying to block out the sight of this gorgeous stud and my overwhelming urge to sit up and show him just what state I was in. I heard him moving around and assumed he was shifting like me or moving to cover himself better. 

Suddenly, I felt him sit below me and then stretched out like he was on the other side. We were head to foot, but me on the upper level, him on the lower and me with my cock jammed between the boards on this bench. 

"Is this your normal time here?" he asked me, just like a natural continuation of our conversation. "It seems a little dead in this part of the gym, I'm used to more guys in here, I almost never get to stretch out like this." 

As he said that, I glanced at his towel and saw the exposed head of his hard cock sticking out of the top part of the towel. The head was red and oozing just a bit of precum back onto the "happy trail" leading to his belly button. I squeezed my eyes shut and lightly shook my head. 

"Yeah," I answered through clenched teeth "this is about par for the course this time of day."

Suddenly, like an electric shock, I could feel fingers caressing my cock, wedged below me in the sauna bench. It felt magical, exciting, scary, sensual and thrilling all at once. I raised my head to look back at him and saw him wink. 

"I couldn't resist," he said with a grin "you look like you needed some attention" 

I couldn't believe what was happening. Less than a day after I had jacked off with my son in the bathroom, this stud was stroking me in the sauna of my gym! And I wanted it! And I wanted to stroke him too, I wanted him to blow me and I wanted to blow him . . . . . . . what the hell was I thinking? Someone could walk in at any minute and we'd have our pictures on the news for sure! But the simple fact of the matter was, I wanted this to happen, and I knew damn well that no one would come in. Not in 5 years had I ever had someone else in the sauna with me at this time of day. This was perfect! 

Perfect, yes! Perfectly hot, yes! 

"Let's get a little more comfortable," I head him say "can you get up from there?"

"I just hope I'm not wedged in too far." I joked. And with that, I raised up and popped out of the gap. 

"Not a problem, but I would have had to use some saliva as lubricant if needed." he said smugly and resumed his gentle stroking. He spun around on the bench, letting his legs dangle underneath while he positioned himself between my legs and started rubbing with both hands, his left alternating by caressing my balls and then my shaft. I leaned back and moaned, enjoying the sensations of what he was doing. 

"I'm Bryson, by the way." he said. I muttered my name to him but was so caught up in the sensations I have no idea if I actually said it or just thought it. 

"Enough of the intros," I heard him say "I've got something I need to do." and with that, he leaned forward and pulled my hips toward him and swallowed my cock all at once. 

"Holy fuck!" I said and looked down at this beautiful cock sucking boy who was expertly taking me down to my pubes like he was born to it. It must have been minutes, or could have been hours, I don't know. It was heaven. Yeah, I've been blown by guys before but this kid was en fuego. It wasn't long before I knew what was coming and I could tell by him slowing down that he knew it too. 

"I'm not long." I whispered. I saw him look up and me and wink and then focused back on what he was doing. His pace slowed a little more until I felt the swelling, my balls tightened up and he pulled off till just the head of my cock was between his lips and the flood began. He let the first two jets coat his tongue and then dived onto the cock again, sucking greedily, pulling every drop of cum out of it, not wasting a drop. 

I could feel my cock pulsing and twitching as he pulled off finally. He had one hand in his own lap and was tugging on his cock. 

"Sit up next to me" I told him. "Let me help you out" He sat next to me on the top bench and I reached into his lap and started a slow stroke on his drooling cock, using his precum and my saliva to glide across the shaft. He closed his eyes and leaned back as I took care of him, hips gently moving in rhythm with my stroking. The dry sauna environment meant I needed more saliva so I leaned over and dribbled some on his cock as I stroked. I looked down and decided "what the hell" and leaned over to take the head of his cock into my mouth. 

"Mmmmm" he moaned as I slowly moved up and down on his shaft. His cock was not as thick as mine, but certainly as long, if not longer. The neatly flared head fit perfectly in my mouth and it felt natural to be leaning over and giving him head in return for his marvelous demonstration of oral talents. While it was a bit darker in color, the shape looked just like Clark's and as I was swallowing more and more of it each time I bobbed lower, I wondered if this was how Clark's would be. 

I didn't have time to speculate any longer as he tapped my head and whispered "I'm about to cum!". I gave him the "thumbs up" sign and kept sucking. In seconds I could feel the shaft pulse and spurts of warm, slightly salty-sweet liquid coursed into my mouth and throat. I was a bit shocked and the intensity of the pulses and let some leak out of my mouth and onto his balls and thigh. I made sure he was finished shooting before I pulled off but I kept stroking, out of habit, I guess. To my shock, he pulsed one more time and a jet of cum shot over his chest, landing on his chin. 

He reached out and scooped it up into his mouth, remarking "tastes NOT like chicken". 

I laughed at that and then leaned back, releasing his cock and off-handedly rubbing mine. I could still taste his cum and he was right, definitely not like chicken. He leaned over and gave my hand and cock a little caress and looked up at me. 

"I may have to come back thins time of day again!" 

"Hell," I replied "I may have to change my hours to late night."

We both sat there for a little bit, towels wrapped back around us and on opposite sides of the sauna. Finally, I got up to leave, suddenly remembering that Clark might be home in a while and I had no clue what to do about dinner. 

"I'll see you around." I told Bryson. 

"Yeah, enjoyed the cock, dad!" he joked with me, but I got a slight chill from it. He reminded me a bit of Clark, and the similarities were so striking that it was almost like I had just traded blowjobs with my son in the sauna . . . . . . . 

I drove home euphoric from Gold's. I really hoped Bryson and I could meet again, but even if we never did, this had to be one of my hottest experiences ever. The similarities with Clark were there, but Bryson knew exactly what he wanted from the moment he stepped into the sauna. I really doubt Clark would be as bold.

The house was dark when I got there. He still must be at Donald's, working on their project. 

Or were they???? My mind wandered, easy to do after tonight's encounter. What if he was already toying around with his friends? They were all as damn hot as Clark was, in their own different ways. Donald was tall and rangy, pale skin and all lean muscled, dark hair and eyes. He looked like he craved attention. Eric was painfully thin, with dark olive skin and long streaked hair that always seemed to fall over his green eyes. Brandon was a fireplug of muscle, all Italian boy it appeared. 

I wondered.



Surfing Lessons Ch. 04



Over at Donald's house, Clark felt like he had a turbo case of ADD. He could hear his friends talking, see what they were doing for their project, but damn, he just couldn't focus. 

Donald had the 27" flat panel monitor turned to where everyone could see it while he worked on the website template. Eric and Brandon were sprawled on the floor and the futon in Donald's spacious room over the garage, there was Panic! at the Disco playing in the background and a faint odor of feet in the room. Yes, Brandon had his shoes off again. 

Clark was buzzing with memories of the night before. He was also mesmerized by the sight of Eric's obviously unencumbered "package" as he lay on his back on the carpet. He felt a stirring in his own shorts, wondering how Eric was hung. Of course, they've all showered together but they were the showers of guys trying to get in, get out and not pop a woodie in front of his buds. 

"That's it, I'm done!" stated Donald, spinning around in his desk chair. "I need to see some tits" he said with a chuckle. 

"Just where do you plan to see those?" asked Brandon. "Julie's at some cheerleader camp through this weekend and I know you don't have a Plan B"

"Funny, you should say that grasshopper" Donald responded, "I have Plan B right here" He grabbed his crotch at the same time the boys saw the website for Xtube come up on the monitor. Clark snickered to himself and then saw the most recently viewed titles before Donald clicked away from the page. Clark saw "Self suck cum boy", "Bukkake Bitch" parts 1, 2 and 3 and one called "DP 12-2". 

"Put on some gang-bang stuff" groaned Eric from the floor, although he had turned on his side. His Adidas shorts were bunched up on the bottom leg and there was a clear outline of cock and a nice large ballsack evident in the shiny navy blue shorts. 

Suddenly, on the monitor was an orgy scene with two identical twin girls and about 6 chiseled guys with average to large cocks, hard as rocks, either being stroked or sucked by the two girls. Each had one in their mouth and one in each of their hands, servicing 3 men at once, with the guys trading positions from time to time during the 15 minute video until the final minute where all 6 guys exploded volleys of cum on the girl's faces. 

Brandon was hunched back in the futon with his hand in his crotch, idly moving it back and forth. Eric was openly stroking his cock through his shorts while Donald sat back in his chair and watched them both and the video as it ran. Clark glanced around and felt less self-conscious about his own growing hardon since the others were obviously affected similarly. 

Donald clicked to another video, this one of a girl and two guys in an Egyptian type setting. The girl seemed less than enthusiastic about the plowing she was getting from behind and even more disinterested in the cock she was servicing from the front. Suddenly, the guy in front leans over and locks lips with the guy in back as they continued to ram both ends of the girl in the middle. 

"Oops, sorry guys, didn't know it was going there" excused Donald. 

"Fuck it, at least they're into it, she could care less, it looks like" scowled Eric, continuing to stroke on the floor. Clark stared at his shorts and could see a pre-cum stain spreading across the front; proof that Eric was getting off on what he was watching. 

On the video, the three had shifted around into a 3-way oral position, with the girl being eaten by a guy who was being blown by the other guy who was being blown by the girl. Out of the corner of his eye, Clark could see Brandon unzip his khaki shorts and pull his cock through the fly of his boxers. It looked like it was about 6" long and average thickness to Clark, curved up along his belly with a pointed head and open hole on the front. The video ended with an obviously over-dramatic orgasm for the girl as both guys kneeled over her, jacking each other's cocks in her face. 

Donald fiddled with the keyboard and mouse, hunting for another video as his shorts tented under the desk. "Did you like that one?" he asked the guys.

"Fuck yeah" Brandon grunted, "let's have some more like that"

"Hey, if you spooge over there, you're gonna have to clean it up" Donald told him. 

Brandon was seemingly oblivious but answered, "maybe you can clean it up for me, bitch, WITH YOUR TONGUE!" At that Donald launched over to the futon and started pummeling Brandon playfully, who didn't fight back, instead continued stroking. 

Donald's crotch was still tented out and he started swinging it in Brandon's face, telling him "Maybe I should whip this out and let YOU see what a real cock is like!"

By now, Clark and Eric both have their shorts down and cocks out watching the other two wrestle on the futon. Clark glanced over at Eric and felt his eyes widen at probably the longest looking cock he'd ever seen. It looked to be easily a foot and looked even longer due to it's narrow circumference. Eric's fingers easily overlapped as he stroked the entire length up to the flared, mushroom shaped head that was visibly oozing at this point, damn near drooling. 

"Dude, I need a fucking towel soon or I'm soaking your carpet with this stuff" Eric told Donald. He jumped off the futon a ducked into his bathroom to grab a wad of toilet paper and threw it at Eric who didn't miss a beat on his cock while he grabbed the paper in mid-air. He held the wad in front of his cock just as jets of cum started streaming out, soaking the toilet paper and his hand. When he finally stopped, the other three were staring at him openly and he blushed a bit at the show he'd just put on.  

Brandon was still stroking himself and eased up from the futon and made a hunched over sprint to the bathroom, tightly grasping his cock as he made it through the door. He thought he made it too, in position over the sink, when a laser shot of cum emerged from the head, splattering the mirror 3 feet away, followed by another that hit just a bit lower and trailed to the faucet and sink. He cupped his left hand over the head and deflected the cum as he stroked 6 more jets of the fluid out, making a white-yellow puddle in the grey granite sink. 

"Goddam" Donald muttered as he leaned in the door, "better get the Windex out, bitch, I don't want your spooge all over my bathroom."

"Fine, I'll clean it up after you slurp some" Brandon answered, and as he did, he scooped two fingers through the runny puddle in the sink and flicked a few droplets at Donald's face, splattering his cheek and lip. 

"Fuck! I'll kick your little dago ass for that!" Donald yelled and grabbed Brandon's cock, spinning him towards him and as he did, Brandon drags his fingers again through the cum puddle and sticks them in Donald's mouth. Donald stops, lets go of Brandon's cock and wipes the excess off his face. Clark noticed that he never spit anything out though . . . . . curious. 

While this scene played out, a cell phone started ringing "Smack That" in the room. Eric turned and grabbed it from his backpack and muttered "H'lo" into it, listened for a bit and then said, "OK, we're wrapping up soon, I'll get Clark to drop me off"

"Mommy calling?" Donald teased? "Momma's boy need to go home?"

"Yeah, I told her I wouldn't be late again tonight, Clark, you don't mind dropping me do you?"

"Nahh, it's cool, I need to go in a bit anyways, I think Dad was wanting to grab a late dinner cuz Mom's out of town for a while." Clark told him.

"Well girls, this has been a blast, or several blasts, but I need to go then" Eric said. He and Clark gathered their papers and notebooks into their backpacks and headed out the door while Brandon was wiping the last of his cum off the mirror with a paper towel under the close supervision of Donald. 

A few minutes later, while driving off in Clark's Altima, the two boys started remembering what had just happened in Donald's room. They reminisced about the videos and then Clark asked Eric, "Did you notice that Donald ate Brandon's cum?"

"Yeah, I caught that, didn't look like he was surprised at all by it" Eric mused. "Hey, take the river road to my house, the main road's fucked up because of some road work"

"OK", Clark said, mentally calculating how much longer this was going to take. He knew that Dad was going to be home from the gym, but really didn't know when and this evening had him seriously wound up. He was going to need some relief and soon. 

"Hey, did you get off back there? Eric asked.

"What, did I enjoy it? Yeah, it was cool, even if you made me feel like my dick was nothing compared to yours" 

"No, I mean, I came, Brandon came, you know Donald's beating off or something right now, but did you?

"Nahh, it's ok, I can take care of it when I get home. I'll have the house to myself until Dad gets there" 

Eric looked at him and said "Do you want to now? Take care of it, I mean" 

"Dude, I'm driving"

"Pull over; nobody ever comes down this road unless they're going to my house. I take Erin parking out here all the time" 

"OK" Clark answers and looks for a secluded spot to pull off in. Up ahead there's a little cut-in road that's quickly shielded from the main road by tall brush. He pulls off and kills the lights. 

"Speaking of Erin, how is she doing?" Clark asks Eric. 

"OTR right now man and all we do is fight. I haven't had anything in weeks" Eric replies. 

Clark's cock never fully relaxed from Donald's house and now, with the discussion about all that, he was feeling some definite movement towards being hard again. Suddenly, he felt Eric's hand caressing the outline of his cock inside his shorts. The feeling was a tingle, shock, thrill and made his groin lurch with anticipation. 

"I never did get a good look at this thing back there" Eric said "What I remember though was a damn good-looking piece of meat though" 

"Shit, yours has got to be 4 or 5 inches longer, easy" Clark said. "Can Erin handle all that?"

"She can't deep-throat it and swears I bust an ovary when I fuck her but so far, yeah."

"Damn, any idea how big it is?" Clark asked. 

"A shade over 11 long, 4-1/2 around."

"Wow, it looks like it's bigger than that"

By now, Eric had Clark's fly open and was stroking his cock. "Dude, what are you doing?" Clark asked. 

"Chill out, bro. I wanted to do this back there but didn't know what they others would say."

Eric was now fully engaged with both hands, spitting into one for some lubrication. Clark leaned the seat back and closed his eyes to enjoy the sensations of one of his best friends jacking him off. He remembered the sight of Eric's long stick shooting into the tissue, how both of his hands were on the shaft and the head still stuck out while he jacked himself. He pictured Erin trying to swallow that monster and could understand why she couldn't. 

He could feel one of Eric's hands working the head of his cock, while the other tickled the shaft down to his balls. "Damn it feels good" he muttered. 

"Just enjoy it" Eric said, "You should have stroked one out before we left there too" 

"This doesn't suck right here" Clark said "at least the other guys aren't here watching" 

"Wouldn't care, it was fucking hot watching everyone stroke"

Suddenly, the feeling of one hand was replaced by a warmer, moist feeling. Clark thought Eric had put more spit on the head of his cock and opened one eye to see Eric's head lower as his mouth engulfed half of Clark's cock. He involuntarily thrust his hips forward and forced the rest into Eric's mouth until he felt an ever so slight scraping at the base of his shaft from Eric's top teeth.

"Dammit, what brought that on?" he stuttered to Eric. 

Eric just looked up at him as he moved up and down on Clark's cock, causing warm tingly sensations all over and moving to his groin. He could feel his balls drawing up and his breathing became shallower as Eric continued the slow movement. He could feel Eric's tongue swirling around the head, along the shaft, thumping along the length and at the hole, lightly teasing it, poking the tip. This was far better than jacking off and it occurred to Clark that this may not be Eric's first time doing this. 

"Well don't stop man, this feels awesome." 

Eric looked up at Clark and winked as if to say "anytime". 

Soon, all too soon, Clark could feel the pressure building, he knew he was a matter of seconds away from exploding, but had no clue if Eric could tell. 

"I'm gonna cum, dude" Clark told Eric. 

Eric looked up, pulled to the top of the cock and said "Go for it" and then resumed sucking. 

Clark was shocked. "He must want my cum" he thought to himself. Eric increased the pressure on Clark's cock. Swallowing it to the base and then pulling off till just the head was in his mouth and forming a vacuum bond with the head causing Clark to squirm slightly in his seat from the sensations. Clark could see Eric's cock filling his shorts and leaking pre-cum again and reached over with his right hand to rub the head, pulling off a few drops of the juice and brought it to his mouth to taste. It was sweet, not overly powerful, but definitely something he could handle. 

He knew he was close and could tell that Eric was ready. Eric was quickly jacking the shaft and base with his hand while his mouth worked the top. Clark groaned and could feel fire shooting through his groin, his balls tightened up and his cock practically leaped as it poured a shot of cum into Eric's greedy awaiting mouth. Eric closed his lips around the shaft as he felt the seed coursing down his throat and massaged a few more spurts from Clark's throbbing cock and lapped his tongue around the shaft looking for any that may have dribbled out. 

Eric raised his head and grinned as he visibly swallowed everything left in his mouth. Clark was still reaching for Eric's cock and could feel it lurch and jump as he stroked it's hard length. Suddenly, Clark could feel sticky warmth on his palm as Eric fired off for the second time in the last hour. It felt strange to have another guy's cum in his hand and after Eric was through shooting, Clark brought his hand over and lapped the puddle of his friend's cum into his mouth. The taste was strong, salty but sweet. Having tasted his own before, he compared the two and thought they were more alike than different. 

"Guess Donald's not the only one with a taste for cum tonight, eh?" Eric said with a smirk. 

"Yeah, I guess not."

As both boys caught their breath, it dawned on Clark what they had just done and he felt excited. Not only was he sharing some new interesting things with his Dad, but it was clear that his 3 best friends were all inclined to do the same. The feeling of Eric giving him a handjob, then a blowjob was incredible. He wondered how it would be to try himself, but he knew now was not the right time. 

"I guess I better get you to the house" Clark said to Eric. 

"Yeah, before my mom wonders what's taking so long, but I can always blame the construction" 

Clark put the car in reverse and backed out onto the main road, shifted to drive and headed to drop his friend off. 

*

Thanks to those who have read the previous installments and commented. This is all the work of a vivid imagination with little significance to my real life, other than I may be describing myself or my ideal fantasy young man in this story. 



Surfing The Internet



I have always been interested in surfing the Internet looking at the sites where people send in pictures of their wives or girlfriends. Today I got a shock, or was it something I had long wanted.

Candy and I have a very close relationship which includes her having sex with other men or with women. We always have done these things together and always had fun in the process.

In the last few years we have had a lot of adventures including her flashing while going along the interstate, having sex with our mutual friend in the Tavern parking lot, along with numerous others. We love this life style and wouldn't trade it for the world.

Among all the passions we have, she loves to have her picture taken in very sexy poses and doesn't mind if in public if others see her. We have posted a few pics on different sites and always had good responses from the other people who also liked to look. She always gets a thrill when she knows other men are looking up her dress or down her shirt, but when she poses for the camera and knows I'm gonna post them on the internet, she holds nothing back.

So as the title says, I was surfing the Internet not long ago and ended up at my favorite site. They have different areas to view and my favorite is the nude in public section. You see all different types of ladies in all types of different dress strutting their stuff to who ever happens to be there at the time.

As I was going through the pictures, I noticed one that caught my eye. It was titled "Va. Wife having fun" I always enjoyed seeing other people from Virginia with the same passions we had. Especially when it involved public nude shots. So click went the mouse as the description of the layout appeared. As I sat there reading it, it dawned on me that where they said the pictures were taken, it wasn't to far from where we live.

As soon as I scrolled down to the first picture, it hit me like a ton of rocks. There was my Candy with a total of 8 pictures.

Many things went through my mind in a matter of seconds including, who took the pictures and where was I when they were taken. As I looked at each of the pictures, I became very hard at the thought of someone else taking such sexy pictures of my wife and I wasn't there to watch as I always have before.

There were pictures of her on her hands and knees with her dress above her waist with her ass high in the air and legs separated wide enough to enter her from behind. As well as different pictures with her dress pulled up to her neck with nothing on at all underneath.

Properly the one that got my most attention was one where she was sitting on a park bench. She had hiked her dress up above her private area and had her legs spread really wide. You could almost see how wet she was. Smiling with that look of lust in her eyes.

Of all the pictures I have taken of her over the years, I had never been so excited as to see her in this form. I have many of her with her legs spread, but the ones that I was looking at now really made my heart skip a beat.

The last picture in the series shows her with her feet up on the bench, clad in sandals, and dress completely off and bright red toenail polish. Her knees brought up towards her chest and legs again spread as much as possible, With only a trace of hair above her public region, I could tell she had just shaved.

Now the dilemma of asking her about the pictures or not. Had she put them there just for me to see? Was she, wasn't she? The list of questions could go on and on, but for now, I just looked at them time and time again. Reading the comments that other people had sent in, from both men and ladies. Each describing what they would love to do to her. I even had myself thinking what I would love to do to her. God she looked sexy as hell.

Just then I heard the car drive up. It was Candy coming home from a long day at work. When she walked in the front door and looked at me, she smiled and said she loved me. After 20 years of being married to this lady, I knew she meant it every time she said it.

As the evening went on and she finally had unwound from a long day, she asked what I had been up to while she had been slaving away at work. I told her I had done a few chores around the house and then had relaxed in front of the computer. "So what's new on the Internet?"She asked as she sipped a drink. "Nothing" was my response as I rubbed her feet. As I continued to rub them, I noticed her nail polish looked fresh. She does her nails once a week and I remembered her doing them Monday night. Then it dawned on me that she had been off Tuesday and said she was going to the movies with a girl friend. 

"I did see something on the Internet that caught my eye" I said as she turned from the t.v. Screen to look at me. Not knowing exactly how to phrase it, I just came out with it. "I saw your pictures on the Internet today" She smiled. "Did you like them?"

"Like them? Hell I loved them"." My only question is how, when, who?"

"One at a time" she said as she adjusted the way she was sitting and turned to face me. "I was off Tuesday and I figured it was time that I gave you what you told me long ago that you wanted". Then I remembered I had told her that I would love to see her pose for some pictures for someone else.

"So when Sherry came to pick me up to go to the movies, and I told her what I'd rather do, she was all for it". "Needless to say it really got us both hot and we ended up at her place for some real action"."She actually had masturbated right there in the park along with me when we both became so horny we couldn't stand it any longer".

I sat there looking at her. Surely my mouth was wide open and tongue hanging out with a million questions going through my mind. Not to mention a raging hardon about to burst my shorts.

She smiled then said, " Would you like to see those pictures as well?"

"There aren't many, but then we didn't have time to take to many". The pictures were of each of them licking the others breasts or licking the others clits. They were really hot. Sherry had a body just as delicious as Candy's and looking at both of them naked at the same time in these pictures really got me going.

"I hope you enjoyed your little surprise from me because you know how much I love you and want to please you."

"We even discussed you taking the pictures next time we got together". "Would you like that?"

All I can say is I can't wait till this day arrives.