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Another Visit!

By: RoseBrn



Back in Glasgow I was kept busy between working different hours at the restaurant and my school work. What time I had off I spent studying and still managed to keep up a correspondence with Emma. I could go dancing on the weekends, so getting dates was not a problem, keeping them was because of my busy schedule.

In her letters Emma was still telling me about her supposed dreams, in which she would be explicit, and pressing me to tell her what excited me. "Did I love her Soosi more than her Robbie?" "What more could she do to please me" and so on. She even asked my opinion on what I liked her to wear. I had a good idea from the pictures she had shown me what excited her, so I told her I liked the more sensuous materials like silks and satins, nice nylons and underwear that accentuated her figure.

My replies were obviously what she wanted to hear. Reading between the lines I could sense she was excited. For me it was so much easier to say those things in a letter than to her face.

She asked me when she could come to the city for another visit. I finally agreed and gave her a date for a weekend in the beginning of November.

A few days later I got her reply, telling me she had managed to book the cabin for that weekend, and as before would come up on that Friday evening and meet me at the restaurant.

Now I had no steady boyfriend, so the only thing to worry about was my landlady. I told her I was spending the weekend staying with a friend in residence to study. She didn't have a phone, not many people did in those days, so it wasn't like mother or my aunt might phone. I felt a little more secure as a result and was looking forward to Emma's visit.

I fantasized about how I could please her, how we could please one another. I was getting bolder as I recalled what we had done before and liking it. Even Jennifer's love making had been tame compared to hers. I got so much more pleasure from the encouragement Emma gave me by wanting me to take the initiative. These thoughts would excite me; I was masturbating daily, thinking of her and I together. My orgasms were strong and powerful, and I'd wonder how many other women did what we had done.

Occasionally I would have my doubts again. The fear of being found out, being caught in a lie, how could I talk my way out of it? If Emma was to accuse me of something what could she say? I raped her, took advantage of her friendship and forced myself on her, was I sick? Did other people do these things? From the pictures and magazines she'd showed me it certainly seemed like a lot of people engaged in these kinds of activities, still in a way it didn't seem possible.

At the dances it was almost always men dancing with women, although occasionally women would get up and dance with another, but they would be friends. There was also an occasional dance called a 'ladies choice', where women could ask a man to dance, but I never saw a woman ask another woman.

Of course I knew about lesbians, I thought you could always tell them as they would have short hair like a man's and they wore a man's clothes. At least that was my thinking at the time. It never dawned on me that lesbians could also be normal, that you couldn't tell them from straight women.

On the Friday she arrived I had to work till 8 o'clock, and she arrived just a few minutes before my shift ended. We greeted each other casually, the way any Aunt and Niece would. My cover story to others was that she was to take me to visit relatives in a nearby town for a family function.

I got my coat and we left and walked to her car, then she drove to the same bar as before to have a drink. We found seats at a table along a wall where we had a good view of the room and the people there. As it was Friday evening it was quite crowded, someone was playing the piano and there was the usual hubbub from the crowd. It was very smoky and dim which was to be expected, that gave the place a kind of seductive atmosphere.

We had taken our coats off. I was surprised at Emma as under hers she was wearing a black peasant or Gypsy style blouse with the wide collar and small sleeves, just enough to hold it on her shoulders, a red wide flared skirt, black stockings and boots with about 3 inch heels.

My mind was on what was to happen later. I was getting aroused thinking about it, and the way she was dressed added to my excitement.

She told me I looked good, and how glad she was we could have the weekend together. She got up to go to the bathroom and as she walked away from me I saw the seams on the back of her nylons were perfectly straight, disappearing up under the hem of her skirt towards the delights to be had there. By her normal dress habits, this was particularly erotic for her

I didn't want to appear anxious. I tried to be nonchalant about it enjoying my drinks and the atmosphere. Time just seemed to creep by; till finally it was closing time and we had to leave.

I had quite a buzz on and walking to her car took her arm. She unlocked the door for me to get in, then went round and let herself in behind the wheel.

I whispered to her, "Glad you came." 

Oh Rosalyn do you mean that," she relied, "I do love you and want to please you so much." There was much emotion in her voice as she said it.

Once inside the cabin we hung up our coats and turned to look at each other. She looked frightened or lost for a moment, standing there waiting for me to say or do something. What she was wearing made her look slimmer I thought, the pale of her skin broken up by the gold chain resting on her boobs. She was smiling at me with her eyes, waiting for me to say or do something.

I reached out and placed my hands on her tits, they were so soft and curvaceous, just the look of them excited me, never mind touching them. I wanted to see what else she was wearing, what it was that made her look so good. Taking her blouse off, I saw the skimpiest bra housing her big breasts, the aureoles of her nipples showing with the nipple themselves just visible under the thin lace of the cups.

Now I undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor. It took my breath away for a moment. Standing there I saw she had on a waist cincher, sexy French knickers, stockings and shoes all in black. I was feeling good; her weeks of brainwashing me through her letters as well as the drinks no doubt helped me lose some of my inhibitions.

I wasn't sure what to do next other than to feel her tits, she had a strange look on her face standing there waiting for me to take over. I pulled her knickers down and told her to take them off. I saw the look of surprise on her face as she liked me to rub her through them first.

I pushed her back till her legs hit the bed and she sat down hard, I dropped to my knees on the floor in front of her and placing a hand on each knee pusher her legs wide apart. I sank back on my heels and just looked at her pussy; it was so dark and hairy. She went to close her legs and I pushed them open again, I knew my staring at it like that was embarrassing for her.

She leaned back and I watched her pussy start to open up like a flower as her excitement grew, and slippery fluid began to ooze out of her body. If the visual wasn't enough I could smell it, the scent of her arousal erased all doubt she was finding this very sexy and erotic.

My excitement began to boil over; I dipped my finger into her juices and rimmed her pussy lips before bringing it to my mouth and tasting it. Smiling up at her I saw the excitement on her face, her lips tight as first a whimper then a moan escaped them. Leaning back on the bed she brought her arse closer to the edge, I now inserted a finger deep into her pussy, then two more to feel the slipperiness of the folds of flesh. I raised my fingers to her mouth, she closed her eyes and tasted herself and moaned in ecstasy.

I inserted my fingers inside her again then followed it with my thumb; her juices were thick and flowing now. I brought the tip of my thumb to the tips of my fingers to insert in her vagina. It took some pressure but finally my knuckle slid past her pubic bone to bury my hand deep inside her pussy.

She laid flat on her back now, gasping and moaning as I rotated my hand and wiggled my fingers inside her, bringing her to climax easily and quickly. Gripping her own tits hard she was almost screaming as she convulsed from the adrenalin surging through her body.

I was almost creaming myself by now, I removed my hand with a plop and quickly removed my own knickers, got up on the bed and turning straddled her face. In a few minutes we had positioned ourselves into a 69, each enjoying the giving and receiving of oral pleasure. It was an amazing erotic experience.

After we lay side by side calming down I put my hand on her head to bring her face round to look at me and asked her, "Do you love me?" 

"Yes" she whispered looking into my eyes.

"And you want to please me?" 

"Oh yes so much." 

Suddenly a thought had popped into my head for no reason, in school female teachers were always addressed as Miss, yes Miss, no Miss, three bags full Miss. "From now on you must call me Miss" I said. 

She was looking up at me with a look of bewilderment on her face; her eyes appeared to be watery. "Yes Miss" she whispered.

She had often said she would please me any way I wanted, now was the time to find out if she meant it. The adrenalin was high in me but I felt in no rush, she was mine now.

We continued to make love well into the night before falling asleep in each others arms. I awoke amazingly refreshed considering what I had to drink the night before, Emma was waking up too. I was still in my garter and stockings and she in her waist cincher and stockings. We kissed and got into the 69 position for some more licking. We were both smelly but we didn't care, it still tasted good.

Nature was calling so we had to break it off and go for a pee. The relief itself felt so good. Emma ran the water for a bath and we got in and soaked for a while, we must have been in the tub for over half an hour. Finally Emma got on her knees and bathed me first, then herself, before we got out and dried off ready to spend the day together.

Another Visit From The Sisters



Taski called me at the office to say that she would be able to come up to my log cabin up in Maine at the end of the month and could stay a couple of weeks. Her sister Mehra would be able to join us after the first week if that would be all right with me. All right! ... it would be fantastic. A week with Taski followed by a week with both of them usually had me hobbling around for a month afterwards. It was only the first of the month when I got the call so I would have a little more than three weeks to wait for the bliss I would surely enjoy. These girls are absolutely drop dead gorgeous. I met Taski first a year or so earlier when she was up trying to get the value of real estate and then she brought her sister Mehra up a month or so later. We spent most of a week in bed and my cock was damn near worn out when they left. They had tits to die for and loved every type of sexual activity I could dream up and a few that were their own. 

A few months earlier I had an architect draw up some plans of improving the cabin's bathroom and had talked to some local contractors about the job. I also wanted the deck enlarged. The upcoming visit from the girls was just what I needed to light a fire under my ass and get it done. Three weeks was more than enough time if I got going on it. The changes called for a major enlargement of the room then tearing out the old combo tub and shower and replacing them with a huge shower room complete with a waterfall shower, a seating area and a four person Jacuzzi would have a prime spot in the room. It was going to be fantastic and provide all kinds of opportunities for some sexy shenanigans. I got the idea from a shower room I had experienced in a motel out on the West Coast. 

I called the contractor and gave him the go ahead telling him that I wanted the job complete in three weeks. He stuttered and stammered a bit and I could hear him start to tell me how tough that would be but when I interrupted him and told him there would be a two thousand dollar under-the-table bonus if he made that deadline. Not another word was heard from him about it being a problem. He made the deadline by three days. 

Taski arrived late in the day on Saturday and we rushed into each other's arms. I gave her a quick tour of the modifications to the place and she was properly impressed but she couldn't get her clothes off fast enough and I was almost as fast as she was.

Damn, I had forgotten just how lovely she is and when I turned and saw her naked as a jaybird my cock rose to full attention. It was still warm enough that we could go out on the deck with just a small fire in the firepit to ward off the early evening chill while we sat there telling each other just how much we had missed the other during the last month she was away. It wasn't bullshit on my part ... I really had missed her and the phone bill I had run up during that time was evidence of the fact.

I had brought out a bottle of Scotch, a small pitcher of water and a bowl of cubes and some snacks we could nibble on while we got reacquainted. We sipped our drinks as she let her hand roam up my thigh and circle my shaft. Her fingers were soon sliding over the head of my cock as they picked up a little of the pre-come. She loves to trace the veins in my shaft with her fingernails and she knows it can drive me up and over the wall. Damn, she is so gentle about it. There are times I can even watch her doing it and barely, oh so barely, feel her gentle touch. I could only stand a little of that before reaching over and pulling her on top of me.

Her pussy was soaked and that made it easier for me to slide my entire shaft into her in one long thrust. I was leaning back on the deck chair and now had her facing me with her lovely breasts mashed against my chest with my hands down on the cheeks of her ass pulling them ever closer. I let my grip loosen enough for her to be able to match my thrusts and she was as much caught up in the moment of what we were doing as I was. It had been way too long since we had been like this last. Her hair was being tossed from one shoulder to the other and she was letting some small noises escape her mouth as her passion came over her. My hands pushed her chest a few inches away from mine to make room for my fingers to caress her breasts. We both love it when I take her hard nipples and roll them around between my fingers. Whew, it wasn't going to take much of this before I was unloading into her.

She let out one long moan and brought her lips to mine, crushing them together as her tongue went in and searched out mine. That was it for both of us. I have always heard about simultaneous orgasms and I couldn't swear that this was one of them but it was damn close.

She slid off me and headed for the bathroom to clean herself up and I was faced with staring at the loveliest pair of pussy lips imaginable. She had gotten up on her hands and knees in the act of standing and her oval shaped pussy was looking at me as if it were a camera lens. Whew, and I was in for a week of this! The question had to be was I going to be able to stand it?

I followed her into the newly remodeled bath and we went straight into the rustic shower room. I reached around her and turned on the shower that let the water cascade down over the flat rock and over both of us. This was one of the major changes I had the contractor make to the shower room. The walls were all of rough stone and one of the shower heads allowed water to run over a flat rock up about seven feet on the wall and cascade down and out about a foot and a half to bathers. Damn, it felt refreshing. Soft and smooth. After soaping up there was another knob that diverted the water to come roaring out of a small showerhead hidden amongst the rocks. The soap that covered us a minute earlier was blasted from us. Taski couldn't get over it and giggled and cooed like a schoolgirl enjoying it.

"C'mon, Task, let's get dressed and I'll take you down into town for a great cheap dinner. You'll remember the place from your last visit." We were downtown, such as it is for a town, in a half-hour and enjoying great seafood dinners. It isn't as fancy a restaurant as the place up the coast twenty miles but it is close, with good food and very reasonable. We were enjoying our meals when the owners came around the tables talking to diners and welcomed us back when they recognized us.

It was dark when we got back to the cabin and I stopped off at the huge stone fireplace in the main cabin to start a fire. When it looked as if it was started I went out to the deck and threw a couple of small logs on a few still glowing embers in the firepit. The flames were sparking in it by the time I had turned around and headed back inside. 

" Task, it's a little chilly on the deck even with the firepit going, so let's cuddle wrapped in one of my hunting shirts, chat, sip on a nightcap and watch the stars while the fireplace warms it up in here. What do you say?"

"Lead the way."

This time I let her sit in the big deck chair while I sat on cushions at her feet. We were only a few feet away from the firepit so we were toasty. 

The scotch went down smoothly and we laughed about a ton of things that had happened to each of us since we last saw each other. 

Slowly I let one hand roam up her leg and lightly caress her thigh through the material of her jeans. 

It didn't take long before her hand was resting on mine so I knelt up using my other hand to unfasten her jeans. Hooking a couple of fingers in them along with her panties they both slipped down easily. She raised her hips to help me along. I didn't stop until they were completely off and on the deck beside me before pulling her down on the deck chair and moving myself over so that my chest was between her legs. I began something she loved and that was lightly nipping on the inside of her thighs. 

My mouth started just above her knee and worked its way up to where I was nibbling just an inch from her glistening, wet pussy lips when I moved over to the other thigh working my way first down to her knee and then back up to her pussy. This time I didn't move over to the other leg but let my tongue flick on the lips of her pussy as I moved my hands up, spreading her lips to let my face bury itself between them. It didn't take my tongue long to search out her clit and after a few fast flutters I had her clit uncovered and her hips in motion. She had moved her hands down to the back of my head and was pulling me deeper into her as she was throwing her pussy hard up against my mouth. A few minutes of that and she was actually screaming with pleasure and humping my face as hard as ever. 

Her climax roared over her and she just collapsed back on the deck chair. I stayed right where I was for a few minutes before sliding up and kissing her deeply. She was tasting her own pussy juices, something she'd always loved!

"God Jim, that was terrific. You sure know how to turn me on."

"Honey, it's easy with a gal as lovely as you. Now some of the other hags I get up here are a lot more work." I joked as I gave her a little poke in the ribs.

"If you keep up that sick humor of yours I am going to perform a penisoctomy on you. Then let's see how you entertain those other hags."

"Aw, you wouldn't want to do that to 'Mr. Lucky'." 

"I'll 'Mr. Lucky' you, you piece of shit." She said with just a touch of anger in her voice.

"OK, OK, Time out. Time for a shower and then nitey night." And I got up and made my way to the bath.

She was right behind me and asked as we were making our way to the bath, "When the hell are you going to learn to stop joking like that and pissing me off?"

I turned and took her in my arms, giving her a huge kiss. "Honey, you wouldn't like me if I changed. Now would you?"

"Matter of fact I think I would like you more if you would change in that regard."

"OK, I'll try. No promises other than I'll try." 

The shower was magnificent. It wasn't every day I had a beautiful woman with me to wash my back and every thing else she desired.

I was up first in the morning and took my turn making breakfast. Mine wasn't as fancy as hers but did offer her a bowl of chunks of different kinds of fresh fruit, waffles, butter and maple syrup and coffee. Hers usually included sausage, bacon eggs and English muffins but mine would do.

"Hey honey. How about we get dressed and explore the little town? There really are some very nice people around and we both ought to get to know my neighbors better. Who knows when we'll ever need them." 

"Fine, I'll be ready in ten minutes."

I scurried around as fast as I could. She was waiting for me at the door when I was still getting dressed. So much for slow women!

There really wasn't much to see in the town; a few stores, a gas station that doubles as the post office, a realtor and a bank that hardly does any business at all in the winter months ... just a quaint little New England town. ...

We drove in and began our exploration by stopping in the gas station to say hello to Mr. Willis. He's our postman and gets a huge kick out of seeing Taski and Mehra around my place He once joked to the gals that they really ought to take it easy on an old guy like me. I'd be having a heart attack if I didn't watch myself. Mehra gets a huge kick out of him. He asked about her and was all smiles when Task told him she would be up at the end of the week. 

Some of the women in town looked hard at Taski. She was obviously too good looking for them and they were probably worried what their husbands would think if they saw her. Ah, the hell with that kind of shit. All of a sudden I got a brainstorm of an idea. Why not have a huge housewarming party to celebrate my new addition to the cabin and invite the whole town? That sounds like a huge number but counting us it would make about twenty. If I had it on Saturday afternoon Mehra would be here too and she would get a big kick out of it. I mentioned it to Task and she went wild about the idea and wanted to get back and plan the whole thing.

She drew up an invitation, took it down to Mr. Willis to make copies and had him promise to include them on his rounds the next day. I made a list of the booze we would need and then had Mr. Willis call the beer distributor in the next big town to deliver three half kegs at noon on Saturday. He also ordered three big vats filled to the brim with ice to hold the kegs. 

Task was in her glory. She planned for the hamburgers and hot dogs, potato chips, french fries and condiments. At the last minute she ordered paper plates, cups and plastic knives and forks and all that kind of crap. We were ready with one big hope and that was for good weather... NO rain.

Damn, I had never seen her so excited and it was only Tuesday. I was wondering what she would be like on Friday. 

I called an end to the party planning and told her to pour us a couple of drinks as I was going to throw a couple of nice steaks on the grille with some super looking asparagus I had picked up at the market. It would be hard for me to imagine a nicer evening. Steaks, asparagus, scotch and water, all on my deck over looking the ocean with a gal as beautiful as Task sharing dinner and a view with me. It doesn't get any better than that. 

The dinner went over great and we sat there drinking and shooting the breeze. I steered the conversation away from the Saturday shindig, as I knew it would consume our conversation for the rest of the night and I had something else in mind.

"Task, just leave the dishes in the kitchen sink and come here." 

She did and as she walked back to me I grabbed her and gave her a huge kiss.

"Honey, I have been wanting all day to do that." I said.

As I was holding her I let my hands slide around her back and began sliding her T-Top up and over her shoulders, exposing her large firm breasts with those beautiful nipples.

"Oh Jim, you are too much." She exclaimed as she locked her mouth on mine again.

My hands had now slid down to pull her jeans and panties down and off before I led her back inside the cabin. By then she had taken my hand and was leading the way. I was stripping my pants off as we walked back to the bedroom. When we got there she turned and was staring at my rock-hard cock that was aimed right at her. 

I pushed her gently back onto the bed and lay beside her with my lips locked to hers. My hands were gently caressing her body from her breasts down to her crotch, in and around her pussy. I let my fingers spread the puffy lips of her pussy before delving in to uncover her clit. That started her moaning.

While my fingers were doing their thing her hand had drifted down and was sliding lightly up and down my shaft. She wasn't actually jacking me off but her hand was sure getting me aroused even more than I already was. 

"Honey, get up on your hands and knees. We both love it this way."

I had barely got the words out of my mouth when she was positioned just the way we like it. Her ass was poised high in the air while she was holding her chest up with her elbows. I knelt behind her and had my cock positioned with the head of it just beginning to spread her pussy lips to allow its entrance. I was holding her hips with each hand and pulled gently and soon was buried a few inches. She gasped a little and I pulled a lot harder and then was buried to the hilt. Damn, the warmth, moisture and tightness of her pussy had me reeling with pleasure.

She started to throw herself back at me almost at the same time I began thrusting myself into her. It was like a symphony; at first we were out of sync but it didn't take us long before we were in precise timing with each other. Whew, it was terrific. 

I was letting myself slide almost all the way out of her before driving my cock back in all the way. The longer this went on the harder we were thrusting against each other. It didn't take long before it was obvious she had almost lost control of herself and was throwing her hips back at me so hard I was frightened I was going to hurt her when my cock was being driven to the hilt without any effort on my part. Her vaginal muscles were grabbing my cock and I could feel her heart beating through them and up through my cock. Damn, I was there.

"Task, I can't hold back, I'm coming."

All I could hear from her as I was shooting stream after stream deep inside of her were grunts and moans and she had reached her hands around and under her legs and had them cupping my balls lightly. All of a sudden she let out a shriek and it was the first time I had ever heard her do that with her climax and she was almost screaming when she said, "Oh God, Jim. Just stay where you are and move as much as you can even though your cock is getting soft. I am coming and coming a lot." 

I did exactly as she asked and it took her a while before her breathing returned even close to normal. I slipped out of her and let myself fall beside her and pulled her down from her ass high position and then just cuddled to her. The fireplace was crackling and the flames were flickering and creating all kinds of shadows throughout the cabin and over us. She turned to face me and I could see the reflection of the fire in her eyes and I leaned over and kissed each of them lightly. 

"Jim, just hold me. Please."

And hold her I did. We lay like that for what seemed forever and I finally could hear her breathing slow and deep. She had fallen asleep. I lay there like that for a little while longer before the urge to use the bathroom came over me and I had to slip out of the bed and go into the toilet. When I returned she was still lying exactly as I had left her. I simply covered her and slipped under the covers spooning to her. The next thing I knew the sun was in my eyes, coming in through the doors leading out to the deck. It was a night I wouldn't forget for a long time.

As Task stirred from her sleep she turned looking deep into my eyes and said, "Hey sailor, did we do anything last night that I should be ashamed of?"

I almost fell out of the bed laughing.

We got up and showered before getting ready to drive over to the nearest big town. She wanted to do some shopping for the big cookout day on Saturday. I had told her she and Mehra would have to dress very conservatively if we were going to have the wives of the guys in town not get upset over two lovelies dressed as scantily as she and Mehra sometimes do. NO tight tops or cut off shorts. If there is any cleavage showing or suggested they should get ready to have their asses kicked ... by me if not the wives of the guys. She had me buy a game of horseshoes and lawn darts and a few other things for the kids of the town to play when they were here. Oh yes, gallons of ice cream and soda too. 

The rest of the week went way too fast and I got to thinking Task was trying to wear my cock out before Mehra got there. We fucked and sucked everywhere around the cabin as well as all over the deck. Whew, I was a little shopworn by Saturday. 

One little episode had me laughing for some time afterwards. One edge of the deck has a regular wood railing around that side where the deck is about five feet off the ground. There are some rail high bushes along that edge to keep everything in perspective. I had steered Taski over to it and had her bent over the rail facing the sea with me behind her. I slid her pants off and slipped my cock into her very wet pussy. I was busy pounding away on it when I looked up and could see her arms moving. The nut was waving at some boats passing by near inshore. The guys on the boats were waving back at her but I didn't think they realized she was getting laid as they did. I got laughing so hard I lost my hard on and she had to work on me to get it back up. 

Mehra showed up right at two. We could hear her old junker rattling on my rocky driveway as she got nearer the cabin and finally there she was ... as pretty as ever and trying to drive me crazy with lust and she hadn't been there two minutes. She was wearing short shorts with a top that had the shirttails tied across her stomach and under her lovely breasts and NO bra. She knew exactly what I would be looking at and she gave me the cutest coy shit-eating grin imaginable. 




Another Visit From The Sisters



She was so anxious to join us she had left very early that morning making an allowance for any minor car trouble she might have had. Fortunately the old thing held together for the trip. I am going to have to get her another car. 

We made our way out to the deck and I poured us all a scotch and water while we got reacquainted. We hadn't told her about the party and when she heard her mouth dropped a foot with what appeared to be disappointment.

"What's the matter honey? You look sad about it."

"Well, I was dreaming about spending the rest of today in bed with you two. Now I'll have to wait a little longer."

Task jumped in with, "Don't sweat it Mehra, we've been so active he needs all the rest he can get." 

Mehra looked jealous so I walked over and took her in my arms and gave her one huge kiss saying, "Don't let your motor-mouth sister rile you honey. I will fuck you blind as soon as the crowd clears. OK?"

"Promise?" she asked fluttering her eyes seductively.

"NO, Come here. I am going to do it right now. The crowd won't be here for another hour."

She had her clothes off and was on her back in the bed almost before I finished my sentence. As I neared the bed Mehra reached out grasping my shaft, pulling herself to it, taking the head inside her mouth! She was almost gagging I was in her so deep. 

I swung around and soon had my face spreading the lips of her pussy with my tongue giving her clit a solid going over while she was still taking my cock deep in her mouth. Her moans were just starting when I pulled away and turned and lifted her legs up on my shoulders and then sank my cock in to the hilt in one long thrust. She screeched with pleasure and began humping me as hard as I was doing her. Her breaths were coming faster and deeper with each of my thrusts until I let her legs fall down to my back and I dropped my face to her breasts. Her nipples looked as if they needed some tender loving care and my lips and mouth were prepared to give them exactly that. 

As I was thrusting I had taken her nipples between my lips and my tongue was flicking over the now rock hard tip of them. That was all it took with her... she exploded and threw her ass up at me harder than ever before. This woman had obviously missed our lovemaking. 

"Feel better honey?" I asked.

"You devil, you know I do. God, I missed you."

We both showered before the crowd showed up and gave the shower room a little drying off so we could show it off to anyone who wanted to see the changes we were celebrating. 

The first of our guests appeared at three-thirty with the rest arriving in the next half- hour. The whole thing went over great. The men were anxious to see the workmanship and the women were looking at it with some envy. I could hear them mumbling to their husbands how they would like their bathrooms to look like mine.

The games for the kids and adults went super. I had found there were only going to be six youngsters there so I had hired a pony from one of the local farmers to give them rides all around my property for an hour or so. They were thrilled. 

Taski and Mehra were perfect. They were both dressed in jeans and loose fitting long sleeve shirts so there was just a hint of tits showing. They each played the part of perfect hostesses and the wives loved their plain down to earth attitudes. I think that Taski might have let out a joke or two for I heard the women roaring and she sort of shied away from telling the rest of us. Fine, they had made some friends and the locals seemed to accept them.

We had judged how much beer would be consumed right on the money and Taski and Mehra went around to the guys, asking to see their car/truck keys. The guys thought it was some kind of new game and handed them over at which time the girls flipped the keys to the wives saying they would have to drive home. They knew the husbands would be playing macho and want to drive themselves but they had drunk far too much for Taski and Mehra to allow that to happen. The men were pissed at first but ended up nodding that the girls were right and the road back to town was far too twisty and narrow. The wives had smiles plastered all over them and they each gave the girls huge hugs on their way to their vehicles. One gave me a big smile and said with a mischievous look, "Jim, make sure you give these gals all they deserve tonight!"

The other wives all yelled their agreement. Wow, I never thought they would have given their tentative approval and knowing glances went between all of them about what went on between the three of us.

Since we had used paper plates and had a couple of huge trash bags scattered around the place for the party there was very little to be done in the clean up. The three of us had it back to the way it was in twenty minutes.

The fire in the main fireplace was still glowing nicely but I threw on a couple more logs to keep it that way at least until we went to sleep.

It was time for a nightcap and a chance to talk over the events of the day.

It had gotten chilly again late in the day and once again I gave out some of my hunting shirts to the gals to help take the chill off. We were all bare ass naked but the warm shirts would help with the cool evening temp. I brought out a bottle of Scotch, a pitcher of water and a bowl of cubes and some snacks we could nibble on while we rehashed the day. Mehra had made herself a cup of coffee and had brought that outside. I was sitting on the big deck chair while they were seated on some cushions at my feet. Taski had her hand running up and down my rock hard shaft and Mehra was cupping my balls while we chatted. Enough of this shit. My cock was so hard it was beginning to hurt. Taski poured herself a drink while Mehra and I kept the conversation going. 

All of a sudden I felt something ice cold enveloping my cock and when I looked down I could see the top of Taski's head in my crotch. It felt weird but a few seconds later the feeling of cold was replaced by one of extreme moist warmth. This time it was the top of Mehra's head I was seeing. The damn vixens were swapping their mouths back and forth on my cock. First Taski who had been sucking on ice cubes and then Mehra's normally warm mouth but warmed even more with the coffee she had been drinking. Back and forth ... cold followed by heat and I was ready to pop. They could feel the pulsing in my balls and had positioned their faces on either side of my shaft and each of them had a hand on my shaft and was stroking it. That did it. I was shooting a load all over their faces while they were jacking every drop out of me. Holy shit ... I had never experienced anything like it before.

"Where the hell did you two learn that little trick?" I asked.

"Mehra read about it in some porn magazine and we thought you might like it." Taski said with a huge smile plastered on her face.

"Like it! It is absolutely wild." I answered.

Their smiles could have lit up a night sky. 

I was the first in the shower with the girls right behind me. I had my chest and back washed simultaneously by them and it felt great. Mehra was doing my chest and she spent perhaps a little longer than was necessary doing my lower extremities and Taski likewise spent more than she should on my butt. It was wonderful!

After drying I went over and sat in a chair facing the fire. Taski was right behind me and came over to the chair and plopped down on my lap straddling me with her lovely breasts against my chest.

"Honey, I couldn't possibly recharge that fast." I commented sadly.

"That's OK babe. I just wanted to be near you. We have another whole week in front of us for sex." 

We actually sat around and watched TV that night. If I wasn't mistaken it was the first time we had ever done that ... sort of acted like normal folk. But when it came time for bed our normalcy changed to our version of it. 

Taski was in bed first with Mehra following close behind. I stood at the foot of the bed for a few minutes just watching the two of them and saw Mehra make a head first dive into Taski's crotch. Her face was buried in her pussy and her hands were reaching up to fondle her breasts. Task was soon throwing her ass up and around and driving it into Mehra's face. A few minutes of watching them had my cock harder than steel and I knelt on the bed and let Task take me in her mouth. She had me in almost to her tonsils with one hand caressing my balls. Whew, it felt unbelievable. I let that go on for another few minutes before pulling back and then sliding down on the bed and kneeling over Mehra's ass and then driving my cock deep into the pussy that was staring me in the face. I don't remember who came first but I know that Mehra's tight pussy was pulsing hard and fast as her vaginal muscles were signaling the beginning of her orgasm. These women were something else. 

The next morning we slept late and the sun was up in all of its glory before we hit the deck. I turned the coffeemaker on before I went outside and one of the gals who was behind me must have scrambled a bunch of eggs and they were frying away when I heard the coffee maker whistling its tune. I went back inside and put out the plates and cups and had the places set when Taski finally showed up. The conversation at breakfast was nice but I still hadn't gotten accustomed to sitting across from two lovely nude gals with their nipples staring at me while I was eating my eggs. I couldn't keep my eyes off them!

We lounged around most of that morning before we all drifted out on the deck. Mehra had retrieved the morning paper and said she had seen old Mr. Willis while she was doing it. All of a sudden I got a picture in my head of her bare ass wandering down the drive and him coming up the road to deliver the paper. The old guy would have had a seizure and run his car off the cliffs into the sea far below.

"Mehra, please tell me you were dressed at the time." I pleaded.

"Heck no and you should have see him looking at my boobs. I stopped and talked to him at your mail box and if I am not mistaken I think the old guy was getting a hard on."

"I hope to hell you are joking or I am going to kick your ass from here all the way back to your apartment."

"Jim, she's shitting you. I saw her coming up your drive and she was completely clothed." 

"Talk about my sick jokes ... yours take the cake Mehra."

"I'm sorry Jim. I won't do that again. Promise." 

I said OK but gave her an evil look.

It was getting warm and it was time to do some sunbathing out on the deck. One of the last things we bought before the girls left the last time was a king size air mattress and AC pump. We had tried making out on the deck but it got hard on the knees, elbows, asses and backs. The air mattress was hopefully going to solve those problems. Mehra dug it out from the closet and plugged in the pump. It only took a few minutes and it was just the way she wanted. When I looked over at her she had a scotch and water in one hand and some chips in the other and was staring out to sea. There were a couple of boats passing by not too far off shore. She was bare ass naked and waved her glass at them. They must have looked at her through binoculars for we soon heard their air horns and could see the crews waving back enthusiastically. I was betting they were announcing the sights on their VHF radios to all of the other boats in the area.

I had Taski lift her butt a little and we both slipped down and joined Mehra but not before moving the mattress over a few feet so we had it hidden behind the shrubbery lining that part of the edge of the deck. I didn't want a sea borne observation group evaluating our performance. 

Damn, these gals had magnificent bodies. I couldn't keep my eyes off their lovely breasts with their rock hard nipples staring at me from the mattress and the puffy pussy lips that looked so inviting from where I was sitting. I just had to do something about them!

I gave Taski a gentle push and had her on her back. I dropped down and had my arms resting on the mattress under her upper thighs with my chest wedged between her legs. I let my tongue flick out so it just barely touched her outer lips and I could feel her squirm. I lowered my face and lightly nipped the inside of her mid thigh and kept nipping right up to her pussy and then let my face jump over to the other thigh and repeated my nipping on it. She was going a little crazy right about then with the anticipation of what was ahead.

Mehra was sitting off to one side watching what was going on and I could see she had one hand buried in her crotch and from the motion of the back of her hand it was obvious her fingers were working full speed in her pussy. I buried my face in Taski's pussy and let my tongue find her clit and soon had it uncovered with my tongue sliding up one side and down the other. At the same time I reached out with one arm and let my hand settle on Mehra's upper thigh and worked it up into her crotch and soon had my fingers into her pussy replacing her fingers with mine. Her moans could have been heard a long way off. 

Taski was throwing her hips all over the mattress and her moans were joining Mehra's making a hell of a racket. While I was working on her clit I folded the fingers I had in Mehra's pussy into a teepee shape and slipped them deep into her pussy. Whew, I thought she was going to flip off the deck as I began thrusting my hand. Instead, she pulled away and moved to straddle Taski's face and lowered her pussy down on Taski's mouth. Taski didn't need any more than that before her tongue was working Mehra's pussy as hard as mine was working on hers. 

My cock had risen to the occasion with all that was going on and as soon as I felt Taski have her orgasm I pulled back and raised up to enable me to slide my cock into her. That drove her a little crazier and even though she had just had an orgasm she was throwing her hips and pussy hard against me. I thrust in and out a half dozen times before I was filling her pussy with a load of my own.

I slipped out of her and moved back on the mattress watching her bring Mehra to her orgasm. It didn't take long. Mehra has lovely long hair and as her head was turning from side to side, so was her hair. It was a joy to watch. Another couple of minutes and she was exploding with her juices running out of her pussy and down over her sister's mouth. Afterwards we all just lay there somewhat exhausted but completely satisfied.

It was time to hit the bathroom. 

I said, "Ladies, please follow me. I can't have you stinking up the Maine woods with the smell of pussy juices" as I ran inside to avoid the wrath I knew was coming from one or both of them.

Taski was yelling the loudest. "You didn't mind the smell of those juices when your face was buried in me."

"Oh, get off it. I was only joking."

"Your jokes suck." She responded but trudged in after me. 

"One of you come over here," I ordered as I sat on the bench in the shower room.

Mehra was the nearest to me and she came over and plopped her sweet ass alongside of mine. 

"Honey, give that big rock on the wall next to you a push and see the surprise." I told her.

She did and a pulsating shower- head on a hose swung out and the water was pulsing as it came out of the wall. She grabbed it and aimed it right where I knew she would... between her legs.

"Oh my God. You thought of everything Jim."

"All for the two loveliest gals I know and love."

"Whoa, what was that you said ... LOVE?" asked Taski.

"Well, yes. What's wrong with that?" I answered.

"Oh nothing. You just caught me by surprise." She replied. 

I sat there with Mehra watching her adjust the showerhead to a variety of different flows and then trying each of them on her pussy. When she finally found the one she liked she lay back on the bench seat and held the showerhead between her legs with the pulsing she chose giving her the feeling she wanted. Her moaning began a few minutes later and Taski turned from the waterfall shower and just stood there looking at her sister and smiled. 

"OK Gals, time to get cleaned up after all the fun and games and get out of here and ready for a great lunch. I'm taking you to that nice place up the coast where I have a great table reserved with the maître de chilling a couple of bottles of wine just for us. Let's get moving. That means you too Ass Dragger Mehra."

"I'll 'Ass Dragger' you, you sorry piece of shit." She said jokingly.

As expected, the maître de gave us a prime table and he looked at me with admiration and a touch of jealousy when he saw the beauties I was with. The last time I was there I was only with Taski. We were no sooner seated when Taski announced that the meal was on them. They had something very important to talk with me about and didn't want me to be thinking about the cost of the meal when I had heard what they had to say.

Oh shit, what the hell was this all about?

Mehra started with, "Jim, which of us do you like the most?"

"What the hell are you talking about? I like both of you."

"Yes, we know that but you must like one of us just a little more than the other."

I thought about that a good few minutes before answering, "Well, no. That's not true. I like both of you the same." Thinking I would make a joke out of it I continued with, "Well, on second thought. Mehra, you give the best blowjob but Taski has the tighter pussy."

"Oh cut the crap. You must like one of us a little more than the other."

"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you but I don't," I responded. 

They looked at each other as if they were at a loss for words.

"OK let's enjoy the meal and we'll continue this conversation back at the cabin later," announced Taski.

The food and drinks were perfect. I excused myself to go to the men's room and once out of sight of the gals gave my credit card to our waiter. I signed the receipt and then told him to add a tip to the total of the bill when we were finished drinking and give me the receipt on my way out of the place. 

The gals spent a bunch of time telling me all that had been going on with their work since I had seen them last and Mehra was quite the comedienne. She had us all in tears laughing with some of the stuff she had pulled around her office. I suggested we finish off in the restaurant with a glass of cognac and we could have whatever else we wanted back at the cabin. I didn't want us getting shit faced and then having to drive twenty miles back over a winding road. 

Taski signaled for the waiter and when he came over she asked for the check. He said that there wasn't going to be a check. It had been taken care of. 

I couldn't let that stand as it was so I offered, "Aw, the owner did tell me he owed me one for something I had done for him. This was his payback I'll bet." 

Taski replied that they would get the next one.

On my way out of the place the waiter tried to hand me the signed chit as surreptitiously as possible but eagle-eye Taski got a glimpse of what was going on. She was pissed!

It was mid afternoon by the time we were leaving the restaurant and the drive back was uneventful and even though it was still late summer, it had gotten a little chilly this far north. I started a fire in the main fireplace and then went out on the deck and had a cozy fire going in the deck firepit without much trouble.

I grabbed a few of my Woolrich shirts, put one on and tossed a couple to the gals before going outside. I had glasses, water and scotch with me so I was ready for some late night chatting.

Taski poured us some stiff drinks and then we all sat around the fire and she started, "Jim, I know I love you with all of my heart and will never love anyone else this way. Would you marry me?"

"Whaaatt? This is the booze talking Task."

And then Mehra jumped in with, "Jim, I know I love you every bit as much as Taski does and would like to ask you to marry me."




Another Visit From The Sisters



"What the fuck are you gals talking about? Whatever it is I am closing the bar right now."

I started to get up and was only half way to my knees when I was knocked flat on my ass back on the mattress. The two of them were holding me down and their faces were only inches from mine.

"OK. Cut the shit gals. This joke has gone far enough."

As I was saying this it dawned on me that there were four of the loveliest breasts I had ever seen mashed against my chest with hard nipples pressing into me.

Taski started, "Jim, this is what we wanted to talk to you about in the restaurant. 

She continued with, "It dawned on us that each of us is deeply in love with you and wants to spend the rest of our lives as your partner. We thought if you said that you liked one of us better than the other, then that one would be the one to ask you for marriage. Since you couldn't bring yourself to choose one of us over the other we both asked."

Mehra jumped in with, "We don't know shit about polygamy but if that's what it takes we are both willing to go that route as well."

"Holy shit gals. I am unbelievably honored but also speechless. I have no idea what to say. As you can well imagine I wasn't expecting anything like this." I blurted out.

I took a deep breath and continued with, "Unlike most of the shit I throw around, this is the most serious thing I have ever had to consider. I am going to have to say that I feel certain you aren't expecting an immediate answer from me so can I suggest we think and talk about this every chance we get for the rest of the week? I hope it won't ruin the good times we were all looking forward to but I do promise to think and talk about it with both of you ...not one over the other. OK, that's the best I can come up with right now? Now come up here and give me a kiss."

They both did.

I was really too shocked with the conversation to pursue any sex and it appeared the girls were too. We cuddled close on the king sized bed with me in the middle holding each of them anyway I could. Sometime in the middle of the night I felt myself getting aroused as I was spooning to Mehra and finally slid deep inside of her. She was still asleep, or at least pretending she was, for she hardly moved at all. I started to thrust slow and easy and it was a few minutes of that before I felt her responding. Her hips came back to me ever so casually and I reached around and cupped her breasts. A few minutes of that and Task was awake too. She instantly knew what was going on and reached down and cupped my balls as she was pressing her tits against my back. Well, sex wasn't planned but it sure was going to happen. Another minute and I was pounding Mehra's pussy as hard as I could and Task had slid over and had her pussy on Mehra's mouth while she was using her own tongue to entertain Mehra's clit with my cock only an inch away. Whew, what a night it turned out to be.

The smell of bacon, eggs and coffee and the early morning sun pouring through the glass doors leading out to the deck awakened me. Both of them were up and about and were just about ready to wake me for breakfast. Taski had pulled on a pair of jeans and one of my Woolrich shirts and had walked out the rocky driveway to the paper box attached to the mail box post and retrieved the morning paper. I guess she was dressed decently enough so maybe our conversation of the previous morning had the effect I had hoped for. 

Over breakfast Taski asked, "Jim, would it be possible for us to take a dip in the ocean? We could take the car and go down the road a bit where the road swings down close to the waters edge."

"Honey, as much as I like hard nipples I would have to say no. The ocean is so cold you wouldn't last ten seconds in it before you would be scrambling to get out. When I first moved up here I had the same idea and waded out a few feet and then looked down and could actually see my feet turning blue. I couldn't get out of it fast enough."

Mehra mumbled, "Aw shit. It sounded like a great idea." 

"Hey, why don't we go and do a little sightseeing around the maple stills where they get the marvelous syrup for your pancakes and then come back here for a turn in the Jacuzzi?" I suggested instead.

"Sounds good to me. Anyone want to join me for a shower?" Taski asked. 

"Girls, you did such a great job getting breakfast ready why don't you get your showers and get dressed while I clean up the kitchen? If I finish before you do I'll join you in the shower."

Mehra wasn't more than a couple of feet from her sister as they went into the shower room. I figured I ought to give them some time together with their new toy before barging in on them so I slowed down cleaning up the kitchen.

I was right. When I went into the shower room Mehra was lying on the wooden seat I had installed against one wall something like those in a sauna bath and Taski had her face buried in her pussy. The pulsing showerhead was on the floor pulsing away. What was I to do? Easy, I picked up the showerhead and put it hard against Taski's pussy and turned it on full blast. You would have thought she had been shot. She threw her hips first forward as if to get away from the pulsing water but then slid her hips back at it and I could hear her moans escaping from around Mehra's pussy lips. The sisters were being well taken care of. 

When they were finished I sat at the far end of the seat and simply waited for the first of them to notice my hard on and see which of them was going to come to my rescue. It was Mehra and once again she was doing her best to take all of me into her mouth. Damn, she sure does her best to please me. I sat back and held her head and let her do her thing. When I exploded it was a great way to start a day ...she gulped down every drop she could before just laying her face against my now soft cock and asking if everything was OK. What else could I say? 

We showered and forgot about the Jacuzzi when I told them to hurry for I was going to make some fresh coffee and toast we could munch on while discussing their marriage proposals. Whew, I didn't think they could move as fast.

"Gals, let me begin by saying I don't have any answers but I do have a ton of questions. Jump in whenever you like with either answers or questions of your own."

They were leaning forward with eager anticipation as I continued, "First, I truly do love both of you. Believe me when I say it isn't just the terrific sex, I honestly love two women. Over the past few days I have tried to give consideration for every obstacle I could come up with and have answers for some and nothing for the rest. I would like to suggest that over the next several weeks each of us address some of the major problems like: where would we live, where would you gals work, how would we present ourselves to neighbors and friends, how would we handle pregnancies etc. etc.? Since our love for one another is solid, a few extra weeks or even months isn't going to make a bit of difference."

Taski jumped in with, "Mehra, Jim is right. There are a lot of things we haven't thought through very thoroughly that really need some serious consideration."

Mehra appeared to be crestfallen when she looked up with tears in her eyes and said, "I thought we could come to an agreement or at least an understanding and it doesn't sound as if we are even close."

I slid around the table from my side while Taski did the same from hers and we each put an arm around Mehra to comfort not only her but ourselves as well. 

Taski answered her with, "Honey, I think we do have an understanding. Think about it, before this week we hadn't even talked to Jim about it and now it is all out on the table. We have heard him say he loves both of us and would like to live his whole life with us. This is a major step in the right direction if you ask me." 

"Girls, knowing how much each of us enjoys sex, it would be easy for me to suggest right now that we go jump in the sack and enjoy ourselves while we were thinking about this but on second thought I don't think that is the right thing to do." 

"How about we get dressed and drive over and spend the day exploring an old reconstructed village showing how the pilgrims and people lived during that time. It will be about an hours drive over and we could have lunch, spend a couple of hours seeing the place and then drive back in time for one of my fabulous dinners. We can still talk about this while we are riding but I do think we have to let it rest for a little bit now that it is all out in the open." Mehra answered, "Damnit Jim, that's one of the things I love about you ... you are so practical when that's what's needed. C'mon, let's go see how the old folks lived." 

The day went well and we all enjoyed the sightseeing. I steamed some nice lobsters, corn and new potatoes for dinner and we ate out on the deck. Bedtime that night was something special. We showered together and then helped each other dry ourselves and then made our way to the king-sized bed. The sex that followed was very gentle and tender. 

Sleep overcame us just as we lay and we found ourselves exactly that way the next morning.

The rest of the week went pretty much the same and we left for home just after breakfast on Saturday morning. The girls switched riding with me rather than having them ride together for the whole trip leaving me to ride by myself.

The girls did move in with me and started commuting to their jobs and after a few weeks we still aren't any closer in deciding what we are going to do or how we will do it. They kept their apartments just in case we can't figure things out. I'll try and keep you informed.



Another Visit to the Headmistress



My story "A Visit to the Headmistress", which appeared recently as a self-contained one-parter in the BDSM category, inspired this sequel for the Lesbian category, following a fan's request.

I had read of Lee's visit to the headmistress on the Literotica site in "A Visit to the Headmistress" and it had aroused me. I have such a huge fantasy about being dominated by a lovely headmistress and her head girl, but had always been wary of approaching anyone. 

I'm an attractive, 28-year-old lady who works as a private secretary to an important mogul in the City. He's very handsome, but I think he prefers boys. Which is just as well, as it means I don't have to go fighting him off.

Having said that, I must admit there are times when I've noticed him eyeing my 36-25-37 body and looking down my cleavage when he's dictating a letter sometimes. So perhaps he's what the Americans call a "switch hitter"!

Anyway, I knew Lee had written of events that had happened five years ago, so I assumed it was a long shot that the headmistress was still in business, but I purchased a domination directory from an up-market sex shop. On the tube journey home, I thumbed through it when I was alone in the carriage, just before Osterley, the last stop on the Piccadilly line.

And, lo and behold, there it was! A picture of a bespectacled but attractive honey blonde, wearing a latex bustier and holding a cane, above the words "You've been naughty, haven't you? Call the headmistress, and she will cure that naughtiness!"

I could hardly wait to get home to my flat and dial the number. Like Lee, I heard a recorded message: "Hello, this is the headmistress. Leave me a number and I may get back to you."

With a trembling voice, I spoke after the beep: "Oh, hi headmistress, this is Kim. I'm sorry but I'm new to this and I was wondering whether ..."

Suddenly the headmistress's voice cut into my message. "Hello, Kim," she said. "How can I help?"

I was suddenly terribly shy, all confidence gone. During the pause, the headmistress came back on. She was well spoken and had a slight north country accent.

"You're new to this, you say, my dear Kim. Well, don't be shy. Speak up and tell me what services you require. I'm broad-minded, I've heard them all before, so don't think you're going to shock me."

I gulped, then ploughed in: "Well, first, headmistress, do you accept female clients?"

The headmistress chuckled, a throaty, sexy chuckle. "Of course I do, my dear, I'm an equal opportunity dominatrix! Now, who has referred you to me?"

I gave her Lee's name, although, of course, I didn't know him from Adam.

"Lee?" she said. "I've not seen him for, oh it must be four or five years."

I laughed – I was getting more relaxed now. "Oh, Lee remembers you very well, headmistress," I said, "and your assistant Raewyn."

"Well, Raewyn, I'm sad to say, is no longer with me. She's in business on her own in some awful place like Birmingham, or Wolverhampton, or somewhere equally dire.

"But I'm still in my apartments just off Berkeley Square, as Lee may not know as he's not been here for a while, and I have a lovely new head girl – her name's Tania, as in 'tan your hide'  and she's a lovely blonde, 38-26-37. Quite delicious, and only 22. 

"I'm 45, and my measurements are rather more cuddly, I'm afraid, at 40-28-36. Does that sound like you?"

I was already stroking my pussy and I replied, with all honesty: "That sounds absolutely fantastic, headmistress."

"Good," she said. "Now, as Lee also probably told you, I don't accept young clients. How old are you my dear?"

"I'm 28, headmistress," I said.

"Perfect, not too young and just old enough to be moulded into a lovely little pupil," she said, and I don't think she was being smart.

"Now," said the head, "what do you like?"

"Well," I said, picking my words carefully, "I've never visited a lady like you, but I would like mild flagellation – nothing severe, mind you. And I love body worship and also – oh, this is so embarrassing." 

And the headmistress cut in: "You like water sports? Golden showers? Golden cocktails?"

I nodded, silly because the headmistress couldn't see me, before realising I should speak. "Oh yes, headmistress, yes – both, I'd love to try both!"

"Right, well let's see that I've got this right," said the headmistress. "Mild fladge. Body adoration. Urine. Correct?"

"Correct," I affirmed.

"Do you want a session with the head girl as well as the head?" she asked.

"Yes, please, both of you," I answered.

"Great," said the head. "Call me on Saturday morning when you have reached the Berkeley Square area, I'll give you the address then, and we'll give you an orgasm-inducing two hour session for a special rate, special because I like the sound of you. Just 300 pounds."

I agreed immediately. As a single girl on an extremely good salary, 300 pounds was no sweat.

Friday dragged, the boss was in a filthy mood – I guessed he'd broken up with one of his boy friends – but Saturday morning finally dawned, after a night in which I had tossed and turned in anticipation of my first femdom encounter.

I donned sexy underwear, denim jeans, a smart T-shirt, a leather jacket, and high-heeled boots. My dark hair is cut in a short bob, but it shone beautifully, I thought.

I was in a fever of expectation on the Piccadilly line all the way to Green Park, clutching my over-the-shoulder bag tightly – after all, it had 300 pounds in it!

I called the headmistress from my mobile as I emerged into the sunlight at the Green Park station and she gave me directions to her address. Five minutes later, I was on the doorstep and being ushered into the lovely apartments by Tania.

"Come in Kim, and we'll get you stripped off," she smiled, taking me by the hand.

In the changing room, I stripped naked, feeling shy about disrobing before such an attractive younger woman, but when I was finally nude, Tania was very supportive. "Lovely figure," she smiled, "and I see you shave down there."

I blushed. "Yes, all but for that little landing strip," I said, because I leave a slim two-inch wide little vertical thatch of dark pubic hair just above my clit and over my mons.

Tania, meanwhile, had also stripped off her shirt and slacks and pulled on a pair of lovely black leather boots, which gleamed on her legs all the way to half-way up her thighs. Her big breasts were lush globes, the nipples large and brownish. Her pussy was totally depilated, her labia lips thick and lickable.

"Let's go into the classroom, darling," she said, taking my trembling hand in hers and leading me into the next door room, which was set up like a classroom. "Sit at the school desk and be ready to stand when the headmistress enters," she told me, then went to stand by the door on the far side of the room, opposite the door we had entered through.

Then the door swept open, Tania snapped "Stand for the headmistress!" and I stood up and gazed with admiration at the busty creature who had just entered.

The headmistress was wearing a red leather bustier, which supported her naked breasts, and ended across her hips. Her blonde-haired pussy was revealing even larger piss flaps than her head girl's and, unlike Tania, she had allowed a light blonde thatch to remain on her mons. She wore blood red high heels and on her head was a jauntily-angled mortar board. She was also bespectacled.

"Good morning, Kim," she said, coolly.

"Good morning, headmistress," I replied in that old English school mantra.

Then, as I remained standing before her, acutely aware of her keen gaze at my nudity, the headmistress launched into a verbal attack which almost took my breath away!

In one hand she held a sheet of A4 paper, on which I could see a large number of printed lines. I later found it was a sheet of erotica from the Literotica website, but I didn't know that at the time, of course.

"Tania here has given me a report on your pathetic attempts at your studies this week, Kim," snapped the headmistress. "For starters your feeble dribbling which you call cunnilingus has been disgraceful. Tania tells me you approach it like a bull at a gate. I will NOT tolerate clumsy cunnilingus!"

The word "not" was almost screamed. "Sorry, headmistress, I'll endeavour to improve, headmistress," I mumbled.

"But as if that's not enough," the headmistress pressed on remorselessly, "your urine drinking has been described by Tania here as even more clumsy than your cunnilingus! And you had better be informed, missy, that something else I will not tolerate, is sloppy piss drinking!"

"I'm sorry, headmistress," I said, lowering my head and looking down to the floor, "I'll honestly try to do better."

The headmistress walked closer to me, her perfume intoxicating. "You most certainly will – and not just with Tania, but with me as well, you wicked little student, you," she hissed.

"Right, Tania, first I will punish this wicked young woman on the flogging frame, then she can perform revision for us at the duties she has so abysmally neglected all week. Get her prepared!"

"Certainly, madam," said Tania, all business now as well, and taking me by the arm, she escorted me through a side door into what can only be described as a torture chamber. My heart was beating wildly as the lovely blonde led me to the metal flogging frame, which occupied pride of place in the centre of the room.

Tania placed my hands together and put them in the looped strap hanging from the top of the triangular flogging frame. Then she attached my ankles to the straps at the remaining two corners of the flagellation furniture. I felt my body stretched, not uncomfortably, but sensually. My nipples were erect and I knew my pussy was soaking wet!

The next thing I saw was Tania's pretty little face appearing between my thighs, just inches from my sopping snatch.  She was, apparently, lying on a sort of recliner, which was inclined so its feet were on the floor of the chamber, its head in the air by my pussy.

The headmistress then approached me carrying a sort of riding crop-cum-lash, tapping it menacingly against the palm of one hand. "I am now going to warm that lovely young bottom, Kim," she announced, "but while I do you will pay strict attention to what Tania will be doing between your thighs.

"You will be paying strict attention because she is going to display to you the expertise that she will expect in return when you have to perform cunnilingus on her. If you do not live up to her expectations then I will have no option but to expel you – and you know how much that will disappoint your parents!"

I whispered: "Yes, headmistress, please don't expel me headmistress – and please don't tell my parents!" And then my body arched forward as I felt the lash crack home against my buttocks. As I thrust forward, I felt the ineffable sweetness of Tania's mouth press itself on my minge. Then her tongue was licking at my lips and lapping at my juices.

The lash cracked home again, sending a warm glow through my bottom and I arched forward once more, delighting in the sweet slurping that Tania was employing on my pussy.

Then the headmistress warmed to her task, cracking single shots against one cheek, then the other, then insinuating the flap of the flogger so it cracked home on my poor anus. But soon the warmth of the whipping sent shivers of delight through me and after some five minutes, I quivered, then shuddered as I felt my orgasm starting its sensual swoop through my loins.

Then, to my utter dismay, Tania removed her mouth from my quim, leaving me quivering and sobbing. "Oh no, please let her finish headmistress," I begged, "please!"

The headmistress walked back in front of me. "Sorry, Kim, but a good pupil would have deserved an orgasm. You have been naughty, so you deserve punishment. Anyway, it's time I punished your pussy!"

She then stepped back a little and placed the lash tip gently onto my piss flaps. "Tongue ready, Tania?" she called, and to my surprise and delight I felt the head girl parting my arse cheeks and her tongue settling softly on my anus.

"Ready, headmistress," I heard her response, and then the flogger flicked up against lubricated labia. I arched about, writhing from its contact, then again. As I did so, Tania's tongue flickered at my arsehole, then delved forward to lap at my cunt, then back to my anus, and again to my cunt. This went on all the while the headmistress was flogging my labia lips and mons, sending shivers of excitement through me.

"Right," said the headmistress, laying down her lash, "I think it's time you showed us what you have learned. Tania, get her down and then take your place on the pussy chair."

Tania freed me from my bonds and then took me by the hand while she walked to a large, red leather easy chair. Sitting in it, she displayed her feminine charms fully to my gaze by placing her thighs up on its arms. I was almost slobbering at the sight of her aroused minge!

"Now Kim, show us what you have learned," ordered the headmistress, and I knelt before the 22-year-old's pretty pussy. Her sex aroma was heady and, as I soon discovered, very tasty!

I licked and laved in what I hoped was in a sufficiently expert manner to excite the young woman, and soon she was gasping and panting until, after what I perceived to be only a few minutes, she groaned "Yes, Kim, that's it, yes, yes, yes!"

After she had calmed from her climax, the headmistress took me gently by the shoulder and pulled me back to my feet. "I think that's a pass mark, Kim," she said, in a much softer, more pleasant voice. "But I need to be totally persuaded. Let's get you on the bench!"

Tania now took me over to a metal bench, with black leather padding on the top. There was a foot wide narrow strip for me head to rest on, with a little padded black to make me comfortable.

Straps went over my shoulders and through my armpits to hold me down. Another strap crossed just beneath my breasts. Two more across my upper thighs pinned my middle to the bench, while two more went over my legs, just below the knees. Ankle straps completed my total immobility.

The headmistress then put her left foot into a stirrup dangling from the head of the bench, just off to the right side of my face. She then swung her other leg across me, equestrian style, and straddled my face, her beautifully proportioned pussy, with its thick labia lips just inches from my mouth. Her musky femina odora wafted down to my nostrils. I was hungry for her!

"Show me what you've learned, darling," the headmistress whispered, and I detected a throaty timbre to her voice – she was turned on!

I licked at her lovely lips, tasting the salty sweet juice that was copious by its presence. As I did, I felt Tania's mouth resume its glorious gamahuching of my minge. I decided I was in pupil paradise – I was eating the headmistress, the head girl was eating me!

The headmistress was the first to reach arousal point, because, I suspected, Tania was taking her time to bring me off. A grunting, groaning orgasm struck the 45-year-old and she yelled "A pass mark, a fucking pass mark, you lovely little bitch" when she reached the big orgasm and plunged down heavily on my sweating face as the flood hit her.

Then, to my great relief, Tania resumed her sweet sucking, licking and kissing and this time I was permitted to come on her lovely young face.

Now it was time, I realised as I came slowly back to earth, for the part that I had been unsure about. All my adult life I had fantasised about water sports, now, for the first time I was about to experience them. How would I cope? Would I be repelled? Would I adore it? For a moment I contemplated begging to be excused the final part of my punishment, but inside me a nagging "What will it be like?" question throbbed away in my brain. The question won out over the doubt.

The headmistress was looking down at me from her position, her feet still planted firmly in the stirrups, her lovely lips agleam in the torture chamber's strip lighting.

"Now, darling," she said, softly, gently, "it's time for the golden nectar. Tell me, and be honest, have you ever done this before?"

I looked up at her mature, yet still very attractive features. "No, headmistress," I whispered.

"This is entirely up to you, Kim," she said. "This is all entirely consensual. If you want us to stop, you can walk away, no problems. Or you can enjoy an experience that I hope will thrill you. If you wish to continue, lick my quim. If you wish me to stop, kiss my quim!"

My mind, though, was made up. My tongue flickered out and licked her from her cunt to her clit.

The headmistress smiled down at me then, in a hushed voice that could hardly have been heard by Tania, still kissing and nibbling at my pussy, she said: "I'll give you a small burst, first. Open wide, darling."

She adjusted her pose slightly, bringing her quim closer to my mouth and I opened my mouth wide. "Not so wide, close it a little, it will be more comfortable, pet," she said, and I followed her instructions.

Even though I was pinned down on the bench, even though my mouth was a mere inch or so from her labia, it was still a faint surprise when I saw the thick yellow stream spurt from her lips and aim directly down my throat. I swallowed, then gulped and just when I thought I was going to lose control, the headmistress halted her flow.

"Now lick me, darling," she said. I did so, tasting the salty tang of her urine as I complied with her command. "Now prepare for some more."

Again I opened my mouth and again she urinated, this time sending a slightly longer flow of piss down my throat. This time I gulped and swallowed with more expertise. Then it stopped, as she exercised consummate bladder control.

One more I cleaned her quim with my tongue, and then heard her speaking huskily, throatily: "Just one more splash, my angel." And a final squirt, no more than two or three seconds, followed.

As she climbed out of the stirrups, I realised I was no longer a piss virgin! The taste wasn't too bad, in fact, after the initial onslaught, I found it quite acceptable. I then realised that I wanted me. As if she had read my mind, Tania's face appeared beside me, as the headmistress stepped away.

The young blonde's mouth lowered itself onto mine and I tasted the musky minge juices that she had been smeared with during her licking at my pussy. "They say you can't fly on one wing," smiled the head girl. "Ready for the next drink?"

I kissed her again and smiled: "I'm still very thirsty, Tania."

The lovely blonde climbed aboard and announced: "I know that madam is a superb bladder controller. I'm afraid I'm nowhere near as good. This will be one long, or one longish and one shortish stream. Think you can cope, Kim?"

I looked up at her hairless crotch and licked at its slippery smoothness. "I'll try, Tania," I said, and she placed her labias onto my mouth.

"Open wide, there's a good girl," she ordered, and then the blast struck. Far stronger, far yellower than the headmistress's flow, I was gulping and gasping within seconds, as I tried to manage the Niagara that was falling from her pisser.

Then, at last, the flood stopped and the headmistress looked down at me. "That was too strong for a learner, Tania," she said. "I think we should fit the funnel onto her."

With that, the 45-year-old went to an equipment table and returned with a plastic funnel, with straps that went from the middle of its tube. These she arranged around my head, tying them behind me, until the funnel was ready to receive Tania's next stream.

"Block the end of the tube, darling," the headmistress instructed me, "first we'll get Tania to complete her piddle." I did as I was told.

Another strong stream of urine plumed from Tania's pussy until her final drops made echoing sounds as they plopped onto the pool waiting in the funnel.




Another Visit to the Headmistress



"Crikey, Tania," exclaimed the headmistress, "when did you last piss? A week ago?"

Tania laughed. "Sorry, madam, you know I'm always excited when we've got a new slave."

"OK, Kim," said the headmistress. "Time to take a little suck on the tubing. Don't drink it all down, just a few swallows."

I obeyed, placing my tongue on the end of the tube to stem the flow. "Taste nice, sweetie?" the headmistress asked. "If you want we can stop. If you want us to stop, close your eyes. If you want more nectar, keep them open."

 I kept my gaze fixed on the headmistress. "Now drain it, darling," she told me, and I sucked down the rest of the golden cocktail.

"Into the shower and get things ready, Tania," was the head's next order. After the head girl had done, the headmistress stroked my now tousled black hair. "Would you like another orgasm before our final game, sweetheart?" she asked.

Another orgasm! "Yes, please, headmistress," I answered, and the lovely lady sat on a stool between my splayed thighs and pleasured me. If anything, my orgasm this time was even stronger than with her head girl!

After I was freed, the headmistress took me by the hand and walked me into a large bathroom, with a large shower cubicle. It was all steamy and warm because, as I realised, Tania had been running warm water into the shower.

"Now my dear Kim," she the headmistress, "one final little watersports game for you. This is what we call 'the golden douche'. Ever heard of it?"

My face was burning. Of course I'd heard of it – I'm a student of water sports, even though today was my first experience of them! "Er, no, headmistress," I said, shyly.

"Do you feel like a piss, my dear?" the head asked me.

"Yes, yes, I do," I replied, urgently. "In fact, I'm bursting for a piss."

"Great," said the headmistress. Then she addressed her head girl: "Into position, Tania!"

Tania then sat on the shower floor, and pushed her legs up in the air, hands cupped against the small of her back. When her legs were straight up and her shoulders firm on the shower floor, she widened her legs and the headmistress held her by the ankles, keeping them wide apart.

"Now straddle her, open up her cunt lips and have a good piss," said the head. I obeyed, so that one foot was to the face side of Tania, the other behind her back. Gently, I pulled her cunt lips wide then jetted a strong stream of piss down her.

When I'd finished, I climbed off and the headmistress smiled: "Now lap it up, darling?"

I lowered my mouth to her brimful cunt, the piss bubbling at its lips, then, to my shame I cried "Purr, purr" and like a cat that's licked the cream I slurped at her pussy, sucking at the piss I had just deposited.

As I was lapping away, the headmistress pushed me back. To my amazement I saw that she had a straw in one hand. She placed it carefully at Tania's cunt lips and bent and began sucking! "Gorgeous," she smiled, after sucking up my piss. "You really are a tasty little beast, Kim. Sorry, but I couldn't resist tasting your lovely pee."

 I smiled: "That's perfectly all right, headmistress, but just one thing?"

The headmistress raised an eyebrow. "Yes, my dear?"

I grinned. "Don't tell my parents!"



Another Visit to TOTT



Linda and I had a very adventurous sex life. Early on in our relationship she made it known that she was not willing to live a monogamous life but wanted and needed variety and volume that one man could not supply. She told me she had been with both men and women and had been involved in group sex several times. None of this bothered me as I had been bi since my mid teen years and she was the first woman I admitted this to.

As a result we found several places where we could explore our desires for variety and excitement without any encumbrances. One particular Friday we decided to go over the border to The Talk of the Town Theater in Niagara Falls NY. We had been there before and knew that there was always a group of men in the theater looking for about any kind of action they could fins and that sometimes there were also other women there having fun.

On this particular night Linda put on a knit mini dress and after we crossed the border she took off her panties and bra. Although she was quite slim with small tits her nipples showed clearly under the top of the dress and it only covered her to mid-thigh at best. When she sat instead of standing it was a simple thing for her to flash her pussy. 

When we arrived at the theater we took a few minutes to look at the mags, toys and dvds. We had no intention of buying any of them but it allowed several men walking between to 2 theaters to scope her out as she walked around the aisles in the store. After a little while we paid for the theater and went in finding a seat. We sat right down in the front row which left us with room in front of us. As there had been out in the store there was a parade of men walking down the aisle to get a look at Linda and then retreating again.

A few minutes of this and Linda let her knees part and let the hem of her dress ride up on her legs a little higher. A man a bit younger than us came down the aisle and as he noticed her she dropped a hand between her legs and started playing with herself. He stood to the side watching her show until turning her head she looked right at him. Linda then nodded to the seat beside her and he sat down there. Ahe opened her legs a little wider and I felt one leg press up against mine and sae that her other leg was against him. She lifted the leg against mine and put it down again over my knee. At the same time I saw that she switched hands between her leg and using her left hand to play with herself she dropped her right hand on the thigh of the guy beside her.

He looked at me to see what I was going to do about that and when I merely smiled back at him he moved his leg closer to her. With that Linda lifted her other leg and draped it over his knee so she was now spread wide open with a leg over each of us. She also dropped her hand between his legs and I knew she was starting to feel his cock and balls. She stayed like that a few minutes then took hold of his hand and brought it between her legs. He started feeling the inside of her thigh and then ran his hand up higher and higher to her pussy. Linda moaned and I knew he was starting to finger her. She let him play with her a bit and then took hold if his wrist and brought his hand to her mouth and sucked on two of his fingers taking them deep into her mouth.

I watched then as she started to work at undoing his pants. He took the hint and undid his belt and the top of his pants. Linda reached inside his pants and brought his cock out into view. She shifted around and knelt on the floor in front of him tugging on his pants. He raised his ass and she pulled the pants down below his knees then leaning forward she started to suck on his already hard cock. I was not the only one who had noticed this and another couple of men came down the aisle to get a better view of what was going on. 

Linda noticed she had an audience standing beside her and taking a moment to turn to me and smile she lifted her dress up to waist height and went back to sucking on the guy who had been beside her. One of the men reached over and started feeling her ass which was now totally exposed and when neither of us did anything to stop him I saw his hand reach down between her legs and heard her gas p as he reached her pussy. The guy in the seat was holding her head as she sucked on him and the man behind her knelt down and dropped his pants. He started rubbing his cock up and down the crack of her ass and Linda responded by spreading her knees a bit farther apart on the floor. I saw him guiding his cock between her legs and heard another gasp from her as he pushed into her. I shifted over right beside her at that point and watched as she sucked the guy in front of her while getting fucked from behind. 

I reached up under her dress and started pinching the nipple on her tit on my side knowing she loved that. The second man who had come down to watch the show was now openly playing with his cock and I waved him over to my side of Linda. When he got there I reached out and took his cock in my hand. He turned towards me while watching her and bringing him closer I started sucking on him. Linda took her mouth off the guy in the chair beside me and seeing what I was doing she smiled and took her hand to start playing with my cock. 

By now several others had gathered around and we made quite a group. Linda was occupied front and back sucking and getting fucked. There was a man standing in front of me with his cock buried in my mouth and I was feeling her up while she returned the favour giving me a hand job in my seat. There were another couple of guys on the other side of her one with his cock out and the other kneeling beside Linda and sucking on him. There was also another couple there standing behind the guy fucking her and the man there had his hand between her legs playing with her pussy while he was nestled up against her ass.

The guy in the seat Linda was blowing started to grunt and thrust into her mouth and I realized he was cumming from her attentions. At the same time the man I was blowing took hold of the back of my neck and began thrusting in and out of my mouth and then I felt him start to spurt cum into my mouth as well. AS Linda released the cock of the guy she had just blown the man hammering into her from behind also started to grunt and emptied a load into her pussy. As he pulled back I was amazed to see the woman behind her bend over and start stroking Linda from behind. Her guy took this opportunity to hike her skirt up and U could tell he entered her from behind and holding on to her hips he started fucking her from behind. 

The man who had been in the seat in front of Linda got up and left and Linda turned around and got into the seat without making any attempt to rearrange her dress. In fact she took hold of me and guided me in between her legs and gave me a kiss that tasted of cum. She then said that if I did a good job eating her pussy clean I could have a fuck too. I knelt between her legs and went to work sucking and licking her pussy and the man and woman who had been behind her moved up to the seat beside her. The woman started feeling Linda up and soon they were kissing passionately while her guy continued fucking her from behind and I ate her out.

After a few minutes of that Linda pulled my head up and I placed my cock at the edge of her well used pussy and started thrusting into her. In no time we were grunting into each other as I drove into her wet hot pussy and the couple beside is were also fucking like crazy. There were more men coming down to watch and a few of them were sucking cock while some others were jerking off or jerking off another guy. I didn't last too long and then I was spurting shot after shot of cum into Linda's pussy and after I finished I once again went down on her and licked and sucked her clean again.

At that she stood up and dropped her dress back down covering up. The guy beside us was obviously finishing up in his woman too and Linda turned to her and gave her another deep kiss and squeezed her tit then turned and while I scrambled to get my pants closed up again she started walking out of the theater. We got back in the car with some guys coming into the parking lot I guess to see if there was going to be any more action. After the drive home we had a nice hot shower together and then fucked again before falling asleep and staying asleep till late the next day.



Another Visit With Son



This is your old friend Cheryl, writing again about something that may be a turn-off to many. If so, please skip on to something else.

I'm a recently 50 year old married woman, but my friends say that I'm still attractive to the opposite sex as I'm 5'2" tall, weigh 115 pounds and have dark brunette hair which is currently cut short.

Most of my stories have been in the loving wives section, but as I get older it seems that my appeal to casual sex with strangers gets harder and harder to set up as most men prefer younger women.

Not so, however, with my oldest son who lives out of town and still visits two or more times a year, and always wants to get into his mother's pants. I should mention that he is adopted as we didn't have children and didn't think we could conceive at the time he was adopted. As a result he is nothing like my husband or me as he is over 6' tall and weighs around 200 pounds. At 27 he is considered quite a catch by the young women in his area, but for some reason he doesn't have a girlfriend now and hasn't for a long time.

A few years ago my husband Jerry and I decided that we would have me seduce him to reassure ourselves that he wasn't homosexual, and did we ever find out that he definitely is not! That is an old story so I won't go into it here.

He has just returned home from his Thanksgiving visit with us and I'm sitting here thinking about how nice it was to have him, (literally) and wishing that he lived closer.

When he first arrived last Wednesday, he seemed to be concerned about something and needed to talk to his mother. As most mothers know, that is something we do best, just listen. Nevertheless, when I knocked on his bedroom door, he said, "Come in Mom" and I found him lying on his bed stroking his large erection with a knowing smile on his face. I backed out of the room and tried to come back later, but he wouldn't have it.

He jumped up, closed the door and took me in his arms and escape was impossible.

"What did you want to talk to me about?" I said as he held me close and began to undo the buttons on my blouse.

"Is Dad home yet?" he asked and when I told him that his Dad was not due home until later, he let me know without saying a word that he wanted to have sex with me again. I guess I knew that I was going to give in eventually, but I wanted to try to resist as much as possible. Sadly that wasn't possible as he stripped me of my clothes, removing his at the same time, or so it seemed and laid me on his bed on my back as he began to kiss, suck and lick my nipples until they began to get as hard as pencil erasers, but a lot larger. Moving down my body with warm wet kisses he was getting me aroused and he knew it. When he got to my pussy it was wet and ready, but he licked it and sucked on my clit until I had my first orgasm of the day and by that time my resistance was gone.

He rose up over me and offered me his 9" dick to suck and while I merely kissed the end of it, that wasn't enough for him and he pushed it into my mouth until I started to eagerly suck him. This had the effect of making his dick seem even larger and after a few minutes he pulled out, moved down over me and began to tease my vagina lips with the head of his dick until I couldn't stand it anymore. "Come on Dan and stick that thing in while I'm hot and ready for you", I pleaded.

Slowly he rubbed the head up and down and up and down until the head of his dick slipped easily into my waiting pussy. Now I was a goner for sure as there was no way I was going to stop until I was filled with that enormous and magnificent tool of his.

As he slid the length of himself into me and I arched up to meet him, our pubic bones met and a loud and squishy sound was ringing in my ears. This soon became a headboard banging noise as he slammed his meat home again and again with vigor.Now for a young man he has amazing staying power and he kept fucking me for 30 minutes or more and by that time I had cum at least twice more and he was still holding out on me.

Finally, as I was almost worn out but happily satiated, he shot his load of hot cum into my waiting vagina and then laid on his side while I began to feel him soften and relax. He didn't take his dick out, however, and I knew that he had been storing up a load for me.

The two of us actually fell asleep in this position, and I only awoke to find him hard and ready to go again. He raised my legs over my head and getting maximum penetration he fucked me again and again until I had to beg him to stop.

"you'll be here for a week", I said, "let's save something for later." I was actually glad that he did stop then as it was almost time for my husband to get home and I needed a shower and a change of clothes.

"Dad doesn't have a big one like I do, does he my son asked?

"You know he doesn't you devil", now get dressed and I need to shower dress and get dinner on the table. "You could stand a shower yourself you sweaty horndog". With that I walked out and he took a quick shower.

When my husband got home he was none the wiser, and that went on for several days until I'm sitting here today, missing my horndog son and wishing he lived closer.

I don't have any regrets at all as my son loves me in many different ways and I love him as well as my husband. I just need a little variety from time to time and this was a welcome change of pace.

Dan won't be back for Christmas but he is planning to be here for New Year's Eve so we'll have to schedule a repeat during that time. I'll let you know how that goes.