4 comments/ 65242 views/ 10 favorites How It All Started By: petite34c In my early 20s I was having a birthday party for my 1st husband, with 3 other couples he invited from work. We had already started out the night at the house getting stoned on pot and having a few drinks before we moved to the local bar/pool hall down the street. We mostly had the place to ourselves except for some out of townies. The drinks flowed and party went on. I was playing pool with his work friends in a loose ruffled skirt, black panties, boots and spaghetti string T-shirt, with no bra. The more we all drank the more his guy friends tried to feel me up. Hubby was too wasted to stop them and I was having to good of a time teasing them. At some point somebody place a cue stick between my legs while I was taking my next shot at the cue ball. I missed the shot, as I suck at pool, and then back up onto the cue and started to hump it while the other guy took his shot at the balls on the table. Again it was my turn and again somebody placed the cue against me, I was getting horny now and was a bit more drunk, so I hump it even more. I took my next shot and the game went on. The cue between my legs happened about 5 times over the next two games and each time I worked it even harder. That set of games ended and a few of us duct outside for a quick pot smoke, the night was cool and my nipples became very hard which was quite obvious from pressing against my tee when we came back inside. The bartender noticing all the early action from before had moved us 4 couples into the back pool room. We started up another game, this time doubles and another round of drinks. Once again a cue was placed between my legs when I took my shot, but this time it was the thicker end not the middle section as before. Again I worked my clit and ass over the cue after the shot. My husband was now passed out from all the beer and pot and just laid in this large leather chair. After the other players played there rounds it was again my turn. As I got ready to take my shot a pair of hands grabbed my hips from behind, I did not think anything of it, as the guys, where touching me all night. But this time it was not the end of the cue stick rubbing my clit and ass crack through my panties. It was a very thick warm cock. I tried to pull away but I was up against the edge of the pool table readying to take my shot, I was pinned in. As the cock rubbed in and out along my lips the wetter I became. At this point I was nearly bent over at 90 degrees to the table and was not able to move forward or backward. From my right one of the wives of another couple came over to me and said to relax as it was just her husband who was behind me with his cock. Next thing I knew she had pushed my skirt up around my hips, then pulled my panties aside with one hand while wetting my clit with the other from spit on her fingers. The huge thick cock slipped right into my hole with every little trouble. This cock was huge, larger then my husband's could have ever hoped to be and it stretching me out like no tomorrow. Slowly this guy, a long time and good friend of my husband, was fucking me over the edge of this pool table. As he moved in and out the other couples gathered on both sides of the table to watch. I guess since I was only 5' tall and 90lbs it was a sight to see this monster in my tight, but wet cunt. While all this was going on another woman from the group reached up under my tee shirt and started playing with my nipples, at the same time she started kissing the first women while they both watched this guy fuck me with his tool... At some point in all this, with my head spinning from the pot and the drinks, a cock in my hole and hands I my nipples I told them all to stop and allow me to get up on the pool table on my back. As I pushed away from the table with the huge cock still inside me, two of the women on either side of the table grabbed my tee-shirt and swiftly pulled it over my head exposing my very hard pink nipples to the bars smoky air. As they became uncovered each woman pinched and tweaked my nipples making them stand up even taller. Still being somewhat bent over, topless, my skirt around my hips, my panties part way down my thighs I pulled myself off the massive cock and nearly collapsed to the floor. From out of nowhere the other 2 guys grab me and helped me up onto the pool table, as they did I notice each one of they had their pants off and there cocks were semi hard. No sooner did I lay down on the table the guy who was fucking me early was back in me and on top of me. He quickly slipped his tool back in and was working it ever so slowly, his wife again was right there helping him open my lips and clit to receive his cock. I was now in total shock that I was the object of all this attention from these 3 couples that were supposedly friends of my husband. The other two couples where now standing on either side of the table and the wives were holding, stroking their husbands now hard cocks from watching this massive tool go deep inside my cunt while being guided by the man's wife. With the exception of my moans of pleasure I did nothing but lay there and watch and enjoy the show. At some point in what seemed like hours of fucking and in a daze I reached out to the other guy's cocks and began to play with them along with their wives. Soon the wives climbed up onto the table and began sucking and kissing their husbands cocks while I stroked them. So there I was topless on top of a pool table, being fucked by one of my husband's work friends, while stroking the cocks of his other two buddies, and their wives were playing right along with the whole affair with nobody concerned as to what was happening. As the guy who was fucking me picked up the pace, I wrapped my legs, boots and all around his hips giving him deeper access to my now stretch and sloppy hole. As this happened I picked up the pace stroking the other two cocks, along with my un-controlled moans of pleasure increased, during all this the wife must have known how stretch out I have become, and with that she carefully managed to slip in several of her fingers between her husband's cock and my cunts otter walls. This quickly made me tight again and I was able to feel his tool banging away at me. Within a few strokes I felt both my clit tighten and his cock swell to what was to be a massive orgasm for us both, he pumped me full of his hot cum just as I came too, he then slowed the pace of his fucking down and his semi hard cock and his wife's fingers slipped out of me at the same time. While all this was happening I stopped stroking the other two cocks as the other wives had each taken them into their mouths for a heavy duty blow job. As things came to a slow stop and the puddle of cum formed on the pool table top I was in for another shock. How It All Started They young university guys were the same. Despite their bravado they were all quick off the mark so Phillip had this absolutely wicked idea. We had a small but very secluded courtyard at the back of the house perfect for games. We were into tie ups by then so Phillip roped me over a small occasional table with some pillows underneath me for comfort and put on a BBQ and Beer for the guys with me as the entertainment. After the initial frenzy I found it quite surreal and very exciting to turn my head and see these four guys standing around without pants on talking and drinking then when the urge took them stepping up behind me and relieving themselves with a quick spoof up my vagina. I recall watching their cocks waiting to see who might be getting aroused again and trying different tactics like talking dirty and rotating my bum to get their attention if I felt I was being neglected for too long. Once one young guy was up me again it inspired the other two to follow suit. I can't remember how many times I was used or how many times I climaxed but Phillip ended up putting a plastic dish on the ground between my legs to catch the semen seeping from my vagina. The end result of these BBQ Gang Bangs as Phillip called them were three very appreciative young guys and a collection of extremely exciting photographs. I have now got to the point that just knowing a man is close to ejaculating gets me 50% there. Sometimes I want it put deep inside me; sometimes I like it on the outside or just inside me. Some women might be appalled to read this but I love a man using my vagina. As you have read I normally only ever have sex with other men doggy style. I reserve any form of face to face intimacy like the missionary position for Phillip. I much prefer an unsheathed penis to a covered one however they are a necessary evil for most. I am glad my husband has arranged a situation where this will hopefully never be a problem. I am not one to suck a man's penis but all the men know my vagina is available whenever they want. I have always been fond of "quickies" and this suits most men I've found. I am not in the habit of wearing panties anymore around the house and Phillip often has to remind me to put some on if we're going into town to do some shopping. We also have a bidet in each of our three bathrooms. I have found using a bidet the most comfortable and convenient way of cleaning myself after sex. Phillip has converted a shed on our property into our own private little dungeon because we all particularly like bondage. I also have quite a large wardrobe of outfits because I love dressing up. Terry thinks we should start a website but I'm not in love with the idea. It's also quite a multicultural group which includes an Italian, a Greek and an Aboriginal Gentlemen whom I've affectionately nicknamed "Bottle" because that's exactly what his penis looks like – a big, fat, black bottle. Phillip loves watching him fuck me. Knowing I have my own little stable of men who might come calling at any time keeps me quite aroused itself. This morning was a typical day. Dominic, my Greek lover stayed over last night so this morning he mounted me while Phillip prepared coffee. Terry then called in on his way to work and Phillip and Dominic sat watching and pulling themselves while Terry once again demonstrated his ability to completely fill me up. After Terry and Dominic left, Phillip fucked me then I went into to town to do some shopping and returned to find Andy, my oldest suitor; waiting patiently for me to bend over the kitchen bench and talk dirty to him while he masturbated himself into my vagina. Greg popped in while Andy was still doing his business and took over where he left off. As I write this now, Phillip and I are waiting for Terry, Dominic and Tony to arrive then we'll be all going up to the shed for some bondage play. Sometimes I will get the urge to be with a particular guy such as "Bottle" because I suddenly have the desire to have his wonderful big black dick juice me up (an urge I've had quite a bit lately). At those times I'll call the gentleman I'm thinking about and most often they will take some time out to visit me straightaway. Andy spends a lot of time at our house. I have always loved older men and Andy is a real gem. He's almost 70 but more than capable of giving me a fun time and is the one who generally keeps me company when Phillip is away on business. He treats me like a daughter, making sure I eat right and the other guys "treat me with respect" which I think is so cute. I love to dress up for him in a schoolgirl outfit I have which Andy says will be the death of him because it gets him going so much. Phillip says I am tight as I was at 18 which I think is an exaggeration given the work out I've had over the years however my pelvic floor muscles are very strong and I can squeeze a penis to ejaculation quite quickly if I want to. I have often thought that one day I'll wake up and my sexual desires will have diminished or changed in some way however I seem to be getting more randy every day. I never get tired of being fucked and feeling a man ejaculate or having a climax. It only seems to make me seek more of the same feeling. I had been told that many women become more sexually active as they get older and it seems to be true in my case but I somehow can't imagine myself doing what I'm doing now at 74. I feel much better (and aroused) for telling this story and Phillip is in my ear telling me to elaborate further, however that's enough for now. Terry has arrived and I have a few smiling gentlemen to service! If readers would like to hear more about our adventures please let us know. How It All Started Hi, I am Beccie, 29 and from the UK. I hope you like the first instalment of my sexual history, if you do please vote kindly and feel free to drop me a line. If it appears that you like it, I will write the next chapter. If anyone wants to chat then I am a regular on this sites chat room so drop in and say hello, my nic is Beccie-29, very original! I suppose I should give a brief explanation as to why I am what I am. I am from a large family, 5 siblings, I had a great childhood but as anyone who has a lot of brothers and sisters will tell you, you can never get enough attention. At an early age I learned how to become the centre of attention, shout louder, act silly and be cute! Although my need is not as strong now that I am an adult, it is still there and even more so when I have a few drinks inside me. In my late teens my need for attention switched from family and friends to boys and I learnt very quickly what they wanted. Although I am quite pretty I am certainly no beauty queen but short of surgery there is little I can do about that but I could change my body so I have exercised rigorously since an early age, swimming, gym and badminton, and I must admit that I do have a good body. Around the age of 17 I discovered that sex gets attention and I also found that I liked it, very much, although I always found I was never totally satisfied. I quickly discovered that I enjoyed pleasing my partner and this attitude certainly got me plenty boyfriends. I suppose I was a slut, but I only ever slept with guys who I really liked and respected me. I had more than my fair share of one night stands but I am not ashamed, I never promised or expected anything else out of these nights of passion. Over the next couple of years I was pretty wild, trying lots of new and sometimes crazy things such as outdoor sex, toys, dressing up and a little light bondage. However my attitude did have its downside, I found it very hard to keep a guy in a relationship. They all loved my flirtatious, tactile personality when we first met but once we were a couple they expected me to behave very differently. I must say now that I have never cheated on a boyfriend, if I am in a relationship then I am, and I expect my partner, to be, loyal. I am however a terrible flirt, this goes back to my need for attention, and if I am in a club or pub then I will chat with anyone I find interesting. All the guys I dated could not handle this and I tried to stop it but it made me feel miserable and took away my personality so whenever I had a drink or two and my willpower diminished my old habits surfaced again, why are men so insecure? Anyway about 6 years ago, when I was 23, I met Tom. He was 6 years older than me and we met at a party. If I am honest then he is not an incredibly handsome guy but he has a lot of character in his face and he has amazing blue eyes. I was interested immediately and we spent all evening chatting and laughing. He is the sort of person who doesn't say something just for the sake of it but we never stopped chatting and the party ended way to soon. We didn't kiss but he did ask for my number and I was delighted to get a call from him a few days later. We went for a meal and a few drinks and I have to say that by the end of the night I was smitten. He was very funny, charming and was every bit a gentleman, which is something I have always found attractive. As the night drew to a close he put me into a taxi after promising to ring me soon, and we had our first kiss. It was incredible, it sounds silly but my tummy really did do summersaults. I was stunned and as soon as I got home I locked my bedroom door and masturbated furiously as I thought of Tom. I couldn't wait to see him and that weekend he invited me round to his house, we ate, drank, laughed and eventually made love. It was incredible, better than I had ever experienced. Tom didn't have the biggest cock I had ever experienced but it was a good size and it was incredibly hard, as if he had an iron bar in it. We fucked all over his house that evening and I was in a constant state of arousal. We didn't anything particularly kinky but it was very passionate and very sexy. I stayed the night and went to work the following day with a big smile on my face. We saw each other a lot over the next few months and I had never been happier. We were in love and I had made a decision not to get up to my old tricks so my flirting stopped totally. I found it easy as first but after 3 months I realised that I was not being myself, I still loved Tom but I missed the attention I received from guys when I was clubbing. One night a few of us went out for a drink or two and ended up in a club. I was dancing all night and needed a rest. Tom was dancing, badly, with my best friend and I was sat at the bar just chilling. Before I knew it I was being chatted up by a guy who was waiting for a drink. He was quite nice, amusing and before I realised it I was flirting outrageously with him. I let him buy me a drink and as he leant into me to say something I put my hand on his thigh as he looked down my top. About 15 minutes later I made my excuses and went to find Tom. He was sitting with our friends with a big smile on his face. We left about 1am and as soon as we got back to my house we frantically ripped the clothes off each other and fucked furiously on the sofa. He seemed harder than ever and was certainly more demanding of me which really turned me on. He told me to suck his cock and held my head as he came in my mouth. I was so horny I would have done anything for him that night and we eventually fell asleep in the early hours. The next morning Tom asked if I had enjoyed chatting to the guy at the bar. My heart sank and I waited for Tom to blow his top and tell me I musn't behave like that. I denied any knowledge of speaking to the guy but Tom laughed and told me he didn't mind at all. I was shocked at his words and he went on to tell me that he loved me and trusted me 100% and if I enjoyed flirting then he was happy for me to do so. He even admitted that it turned him on watching me laugh and flirt with the guy when he knew it was him I was going to fuck that night. He went on to say that it gave him a huge buzz knowing that other guys found me attractive and he enjoyed "showing" me off when we went out together. I could not believe what he was saying, it seemed ridiculous and I laughed off his comments. Over the next few weeks out lovemaking became better and better. He bought me a lot of very sexy, and slutty, underwear and told me when to wear it, which I really enjoyed. He bought a couple of vibrators and loved watching me pleasure myself in front of him and I was happy to do it. I loved the effect I was having on him and couldn't take my eyes off his cock as he masturbated in front of me as I fucked myself with my big dildo! We went away to York for the weekend a week or two later, stayed in a lovely pub in the centre and spent the first afternoon doing a bit of sight seeing and having a few drinks. We got back to the pub, had a bite to eat and went to our room in order to get ready for out night out. I was a little tipsy and Tom told me he would love it if I dressed sexily for him that night. I really wanted to please him so I wore a dress that showed quite a lot of cleavage, it finished a few inches above my knees. With it I wore 4" black stiletto's and black stockings. I felt really sexy and I knew that Tom approved by the looks he was giving me. I had worn revealing clothes like this quite a lot in my single days so didn't feel at all uncomfortable as we hit the pubs. I was loving being eyed up by lots of guys and I really hoped that Tom was ok with it as I was getting quite a lot of attention. We finally hit a small club and danced for a while before we found a table and got a drink. Tom went to the loo and the minute he was gone a guy took his seat and started chatting to me. He was about Tom's age and was really funny as he told me a bit about himself. We were soon chatting away like friends and flirting quite a bit. After about 5 minutes I saw Tom at the bar, he looked at me and smiled so I knew he was okay with it and I saw no harm in it so I carried on. The guy came to sit next to me and we sat for a few minutes with our bodies touching. He kept looking at my legs and after a few minutes I realised that my stocking tops were on show so I discretely covered them. I made my excuses and joined Tom at the bar. He kissed me deeply as he told me he loved me and that he wanted to take me home and fuck me so hard so we quickly finished our drinks and jumped into a taxi. On the way home his hands were all over me and I am sure the taxi driver saw a lot more than he should have but I didn't care. Tom was feeling my thighs and had pulled my dress up over my stocking tops, knowing the driver could see was really turning me on and as soon as we got back to the pub we dived into bed and he fucked me furiously until he came all over my arse. We decided that we should live together so I moved into his house, our lovemaking got better and better as I realised how much I enjoyed him taking control whenever we had sex. I quickly came to the conclusion that I was sexually submissive to him and we discussed this one evening, Tom agreed and promised me that he would never ask me to do anything that he thought I was not 100% comfortable with and that I must always say no if he pushed me to far. I told him that that I trusted him with my life and apart from things that he already knew I disliked, such as anal and pain, I would do anything for him. Over the next few months my life changed dramatically, Tom had me dressing more and more sexily, both inside and outside the house. He loved to dress me in revealing outfits and walk behind me as he watched guys check me out in bars or even in shopping centres. He loved it when I flirted with guys and our fucking was always more intense after these adventures. He started to take photos of me in various stages of undress and then moved on to photos of me with my sex toys and I loved it. On nights out he would instruct me to take my thong off during the evening and my pussy would be incredibly wet as I handed them over to him knowing that someone might see me if I wasn't careful. One evening we were sat in a bar in Manchester, the bar was up a set of stairs and we sat in the window which was about 6 feet above pavement level. I was wearing a pair of black leather boots, stockings and a long skirt with a long split up one side. As we talked I didn't notice that the split had opened to expose the top of my stockings until Tom pointed it out. I went to correct it but Tom stopped me and told me to pull it up a little so that a little bit of skin was on view. I asked why, as were we were sat meant that no one in the bar could see but he told me that anyone looking in from outside would have a great view. I was really excited as I sat in the window exposing myself. A few guys walked past but failed to notice until 2 middle aged guys strolled past. They obviously noticed but I kept my nerve and pretended that I was not aware of what was happening. Tom told me that they had slowed right down and were pretending to have a conversation whilst discretely looking at my legs. I could feel the juices running out of my pussy as these two guys stood just a few yards away from me looking at me with lust. Tom told me that I was amazing and told me to adjust my position so they could see my knickers. I was mortified but I felt an amazing rush just thinking about it and as Tom looked me in the eye I discretely repositioned myself so that my body was facing the window but my head was looking at Tom. My thighs were not showing now but after a little encouragement I slowly opened my legs a little, allowing my stockings to come into view and then, after what seemed and age, I knew my white knickers were visible to my two admirers. They were very damp and I hoped it wasn't obvious to the guys outside but I sneaked a little look at them as I took a sip of wine, their eyes were glued to the area between my legs and I told Tom that we had to go as I was close to orgasming there and then. In the car home Tom had a couple of fingers buried deep in my pussy and I came before we had travelled more than a hundred yards. Tom was insatiable that weekend and he told me how much he had enjoyed me flashing. I had to admit to him that I had enjoyed it myself and that it really got me hot. Every few weeks from then on Tom told me to flash at guys when we were sat in bars or clubs, I flashed bra, knickers, tits arse and moved on to eventually exposing my pussy to guys. I always made it look accidental which really turned us both on, knowing that the people who saw me thought they were seeing something I didn't want them to. I only ever did it when Tom was with me so I never got approached by any of the guys and I soon got addicted to it. After dating for a couple of years Tom asked me to marry him and I agreed immediately. We set a date about 18 months in the future so that we had plenty of time to sort it out. About six months before we got married we decided to go on holiday to California. We flew into San Francisco and spent a week in that amazing place before hiring a car and setting off to see a bit of the neighbouring area. A few days later we came upon a lovely little town about 150 miles outside of LA, it was obviously a very affluent area, large houses, immaculate lawns, most with swimming pools and tubs. We found a very nice guest house and paid for 3 nights. The first night we went into the town centre, there wasn't much there, a few bars and restaurants but it was quite lively so we enjoyed a few drinks before settling into a nice bar just on the edge of the main street. It was very busy and it seemed there was a party of some kind going on. Tom asked at the bar and found out that one of the locals was celebrating his 30th birthday. We quickly got consumed in the party and mingled freely with everyone there. They were all very friendly and fun and we had a great time before midnight approached and the crowd started to thin. As we got ready to leave, Joe, the birthday boy, stopped us and insisted that we go to his house the following night for his official party. We accepted straight away and got his address before we left for the guest house. The following morning we went for a drive and discussed whether or not we should go to the party, everyone seemed really nice and we had had fun the previous night so we decided to find the house and see what it was like. We found it quite easily and although it was by no means the most impressive in the street, it was still very nice. We decided to give it a go that night, if we didn't like it we could always slip away unnoticed. Tom told me that he would love it if I dressed sexily that evening but not sluttish. We picked an appropriate outfit, 3 inch sandals, skirt that was about 4 inches above my knee and a very tight top that showed off my tits very nicely. I felt really good and was looking forward to the evening as we arrived in the taxi. We were welcomed with open arms and I got a lot of nice comments, and a few cheeky ones. We soon settled and after a drink or two we felt as if we had known these people for years. Joe had a huge lounge and this soon became the room where everyone was dancing. We danced for a while before Tom got tired and went for a rest, but I wasn't short of partners for the next hour or so. I danced with Joe and he was incredibly charming, he didn't say anything out of order but was funny and flirtatious and I really warmed to him. As I had been dancing I hadn't been drinking, so didn't feel too drunk as the night wore on. Before we knew it midnight had come and gone and there where only a few of us left. We tried to get a taxi but we had at least an hour wait before one could pick us up so Joe said we where welcome to stay as long as we liked which was very kind of him. Ten minutes later there were only four of us left, Tom, myself Joe and his buddy Mac. Mac was a very quiet guy in his mid thirties, a little overweight but not unattractive. None of us seemed tired and the evening was incredibly warm so Joe decided to put the hot tub on for a while. Mac and him changed into their swim shorts and jumped in but he didn't have a spare pair for Tom and obviously I didn't have one so we just sat on the side with our feet dangling in the water. I was desperate to get in and Tom sensed my eagerness. He mentioned it to Joe and Mac and as quick as a flash Joe suggested that Tom and I get in naked. Before I could protest he went on to say that he and Mac would also strip off so that I wouldn't be uncomfortable. I thought about it for a second and realised that although I had exposed myself many, many times I had never done so to someone I was friendly with. Tom was very keen and before I knew it he was stripping at the side of the tub. I decided to go for it, after all, I would never see these two guys again and the thought of seeing three cocks at the same time was really exciting me. As I stripped I got a little self conscious so I nipped into the house and finished undressing in the bathroom. I came out a minute later naked except for a towel around my midriff but I was a little disappointed and disgruntled to see all three of them in the tub with the jets on meaning I could only see their chests upwards. They all laughed at the look on my face and encouraged me to get in with them and I could tell that Tom was eager for me to comply. I took a deep breath and discarded the towel, a couple of seconds later I was in the tub but for that brief moment I could feel three sets of eyes on my tits and freshly trimmed pussy, and I felt a wonderful warmth deep inside me. We toasted Joe's birthday and settled into the lovely warm water. Although the tub was a good size it was still a bit of a squeeze and our legs were all touching and there was a definite sexual tension in the air. After about five minutes the jets cut out, the water became calm and I got my first view of their cocks. They were all hard and didn't try to cover them up as I looked at them. They all seemed a nice size and I found myself getting very aroused. I tried not to stare but I was teased as they noticed what I was doing. Of course this also meant that my tits and pussy were visible and I got some very nice comments as we all relaxed. As we chatted, Mac said he was going to get some more drinks and he climbed out of the tub, as he did I got a close up of his lovely dick and I wondered what it would feel like in my hand. He came back a few minutes later with three drinks, apologised and said that he had to go as he was working in the morning. After a bit of ribbing he said his goodbyes and the three of us remaining relaxed in the lovely warm water. Tom and Joe were getting on really well and I was happy to sit back, listening to them chat and joke, sometimes about me. Joe put the jets on again and I could feel the bubbles on my pussy as I took another drink. With the jets on it was impossible to see below the surface and I suddenly felt Tom's hand on my thigh. It felt incredible and I opened my thighs slightly as his hand moved towards my pussy. He gently started to stroke my clit and I had to control myself so I didn't start moaning and let Joe know what we were doing. He slipped a finger in and I felt on fire as he slowly fucked me with it. I slowly put my left hand in his lap and took hold of his hard shaft as I started to slowly move my wrist up and down, pulling the foreskin down over the big bulbous head of his cock. His eyes were telling me how much he was enjoying this and it was obvious the Jo knew what we were up to as he lay back watching our arms move under the water in each others laps. Again the jets stopped suddenly and I went to snatch my arm away but Tom was too quick and he held my wrist in place, his way of telling me he wanted me to continue. Joe had an unobstructed view as we wanked each other and he didn't try to hide the fact that he was watching. I could feel Tom getting harder and I was desperate for us to leave so that we could fuck each other in out bedroom. Tom and Joe were still chatting as if nothing untoward was going on but there conversation had got much more sexual and Joe was very gently touching his big hard cock under the water. How It All Started The music suddenly stopped and Joe quickly jumped out to change the cd, not even attempting to hide his bobbing erection as he did so and I couldn't take my eyes of it, it looked very nice, uncut, just how I like them. Immediately Tom kissed me passionately and told me he loved me. I responded that I loved him to and he looked at me with his gorgeous eyes as he told me how much he wanted me to suck his cock. The way he said it was more of an instruction than a request and I just nodded. He quickly pushed himself out of the water so that he was sat on the side of the tub with his beautiful cock was at the perfect height for me to suck if I positioned myself on my knees. I was well aware that Joe would come back any moment but I just wanted to please Tom and I knew it would be okay so I looked him in the eyes, put a hand on his cock and gently kissed the tip as he smiled back at me. My tongue flicked over the head of his cock and I could taste the water from the hot tub on it as I gently pulled down his incredible shaft. I felt Joe sliding back into the water but this time he was sat next to me rather than opposite and I new he was watching intently as I began to take Tom into my mouth. I cast a quick look up at Tom and he just nodded that everything was okay so I didn't hesitate in making sure he enjoyed his blowjob. I took a good few inches inside my mouth and sucked hard as my tongue flicked his shaft. Tom let out a very low moan as he very gently pushed his crotch into my face. I started to speed up as I slid my mouth up and down on his cock and my hand fondled his balls as he took my head in his hands and encouraged me to continue sucking, not that I needed it. I heard a splashing to the side of me and managed to very slightly turn my head so I could just see Joe sat on the edge of the tub wanking his cock quickly. I was incredibly turned on as I watched his hand swiftly going up and down on his hard shaft. The head was a very dark purple and looked delicious as his hand slipped over it continuously. Joe and Tom were having a very brief discussion, Joe telling Tom how lucky he was and how incredible I was. This made me blush a little, strange that me sucking my partner in front of a relative stranger didn't, as did Tom's reply that I was an amazing cock sucker. It made me hotter than ever that these two guys were talking about me like that as my boyfriend pulled me harder on to his cock. Joe was saying that my lips looked amazing and Tom replied that they were, and that I loved it when he came all over them. I could feel my orgasm building and desperately wanted to feel Tom's cock inside my pussy, with or without Joe watching. Tom seemed to read my mind and told me to give out of the tub. He lay on the decking and I instinctively sat astride him and lowered myself onto his thick hard cock. I felt my juices flooding out of me and onto him as soon as he was inside me and he held my waist as he started to bounce me on him. I came immediately and felt as if I had been given an electric shock, it was so powerful, the best orgasm I had ever had. If anything it made me hornier, and I ground down onto his cock with as much force as I could manage. I needed fucking like never before and I grabbed my nipples as I squeezed them hard, sending the most amazing sensations deep inside my pussy. I had almost forgotten about Joe but I heard him telling Tom that I was the sexiest woman he had ever seen, I can't tell you how much of a buzz this gave me. I looked over and if possible, Joe's cock seemed even harder than earlier. Tom caught me looking and smiled at me as he looked over himself. He asked Joe if he was enjoying the view and Joe nodded as he said it was the hottest thing he had ever seen. Tom went on to say that I seemed to like the look of Joe's cock and Joe smiled as I blushed again. Tom asked me directly if I liked Joe's cock and I could only manage a very weak yes, I was still on a massive high from my orgasm. Tom asked me again and I answered yes again, more loudly this time. He mentioned how kind Joe had been, inviting us to the party, letting us his use his tub, I nodded, wondering where this was going. He looked at Joe and asked if he was close to cumming. Joe said he wasn't far off and Tom asked him if he wanted me to help. I thought I had misheard but Joe moved so that he was knelt right next to me and I couldn't help but reach out and take hold of his amazing cock. I felt Tom twitch inside me which I took as his approval and I gripped Joe's hot shaft firmly as I started to masturbate him. Never in my widest dreams had I ever thought of myself doing something like this but I felt amazing, although I was being told by my boyfriend to do this, I felt in total control and it was an amazing turn on. Joe's cock was very hot and it felt wonderful in my hand. I flicked my thumb over the shiny purple head and I heard him take a sharp breath before I resumed my, now rapid, hand job. I knew that Tom was close to cumming and he told me that he needed to fuck me from behind so I reluctantly let go of Joe as I got onto my hands and knees. Tom was quickly behind me and I felt his big cock slam into me, Joe was now directly in front of me but the position I was in meant I would have difficulty touching his cock without being very uncomfortable. Tom saw this and said that Joe was more than welcome to see for himself how good I was at sucking cock. Joe wasted no time and moved a few inches closer to me, his cock bouncing beautifully out in front of him. I opened my mouth and after a few stabs he managed to feed his monster into my mouth. My lips sucked hard and my tongue licked greedily at his helmet, it felt wonderfully hot and smooth. Within a few seconds he was fucking my face and I had to take care not to gag as he hit the back of my throat. I felt Tom tense and a second later his cock erupted inside me and he started to fill me with his cum, this was too much for Joe and to my amazement he didn't pull out before he came ferociously in my mouth. I struggled to drink it all down and a good amount of it spilled out of the sides of my mouth and ran down my chin and throat. I swallowed as much as I could and it tasted wonderful, I am one of the few women I know who actually enjoys swallowing cum. Joe was a little softer now and he offered his cock to me which I licked and sucked clean before I had to move as I was very uncomfortable on the decking. I thought that the situation might be awkward but Tom asked Joe if we should all go to the bedroom and Joe eagerly agreed. Tom took my hand, looked at me and squeezed it gently as I smiled back at him. I followed them into the house and Joe asked Tom if it was okay if he fucked me, Tom said that if I was happy then he had no objection. I looked at Tom and he must seen in my face that I was happy to let Joe fuck me and he nodded his head ever so slightly. I went over to Joe, put my arms around him and kissed him deeply. He embraced me and a few seconds later I felt his cock pushing into my belly as our tongues fought and our hands pulled at each others bodies. I reached down and once again felt his lovely hard shaft in my hands. It was hot and I couldn't wait to feel it deep inside me. We sat on the edge of the bed and his hands where mauling my tits as I carried on stroking him. He started sucking and flicking his tongue over my nipples, which is something I really enjoy and they were incredibly hard. He soon pushed me onto my back and started to kiss me again as he got between my legs. His fingers were deep inside my wet pussy and I was moaning loudly as he slid them powerfully in and out of me. He again started to suck my nipples before continuing down my body before he got to my pussy, and he proceeded to lick my juices and flicking my clit with is stiff tongue. I arched my back as I tried to get his tongue deeper inside me as he sucked my prominent clit and pushed some more fingers deep inside me. After a few minutes of heaven he lifted his face off my pussy and kissed me hard as I tasted my own sweet juices on his lips and tongue. His cock was at the entrance of my pussy and with a slow, deliberate thrust he entered easily. The feeling of another mans cock inside me was incredible, but only because I knew it was what Tom wanted and I was eager to please him. Joe slowly started to fuck me and his cock was wonderfully hard inside me as he withdrew and entered me slowly over and over again until I had the familiar feeling of my orgasm starting to build up. My moaning became louder and I kept looking over to Tom to make sure he was still there and he always let me know that everything was fine as he sat naked with his cock in his hand watching Joe and myself on the bed. Joe asked me to roll over on to my side and he lay behind me as he once again forced his cock into me. His hand came around me and pulled at my nipple which gave me incredible feelings as he pounded into me. Pretty soon Joe asked me to get on all fours and he fucked me hard from behind which sent me over the edge and I came again as he held my hair tightly in his hand. Tom joined us on the bed and gave me his cock to suck which I took greedily. Within a minute Tom had cum all over my face and I tried to lick as much of it with my tongue as I could. As I licked his amazing cock clean Joe told Tom that he had to cum and Tom told him not to cum inside me. I felt Joe withdraw his cock and seconds later he was shooting his hot sticky cum all over my arse. It felt as if my arse was covered in cum and I could feel it running down my thighs as I fell onto the bed exhausted. We all got dressed and a few minutes later our cab arrived. I gave Joe a last kiss and he thanked us for a wonderful night as we thanked him back. In the cab Tom and I held each other close and I was on an incredible high. I jumped in the shower when we got back to the guest house, I was full of cum, and as the water washed over me I realised that I may have jeopardised our relationship with what just happened and I became very upset. Tom asked what was wrong when he saw me and I explained my feeling to him. He held me and asked if I had enjoyed it, I couldn't deny that I had and he kissed me passionately as he told me he loved me and was very proud of me. He explained that he would not have let it happen if he hadn't wanted it to, or he thought that I didn't want to. I told him that the biggest buzz I got was from knowing he wanted me to fuck Joe but that we mustn't let it happen again, it was wrong and couldn't be good for our relationship. He understood and said that he would never expect me to do anything I wasn't happy with. We slept in each others arms that night and made love the next morning. Of course this wasn't the end to our sexual exploits and I will reveal more very soon if you want me to. How It All Started Catherine took a sigh of relief after the hotel room door shut tight. Finally after a day of forced smiles and engaged small talk with strangers she lay down on the bed to relax and flip on the remote to catch the local weather. In Orlando for software convention and the only realization she had so far about her implementation project is that it wasn't going to be easy. But then again, she thought, nothing for me in my current job ever is. After watching the rest of the news, she glanced over at the clock, and calculated she had about fifteen minutes to get ready before having to head downstairs to catch the bus. The group was to go over to Pleasure Island for the evening entertainment. The last time she traveled for work she spent quite a few evenings out, but that had been in Vegas with one of her good friends, Rachel, along for the ride. At least the guys I met from the other company seem to be cool, she thought. She headed to the bathroom to get ready and minutes later she was out the door. After traveling by bus the group was left at the Players Club at Downtown Disney. The good news was drinks were flowing heavily, and she began to relax and enjoy the evening with the small group of folks she knew. After dinner and more than a few rum and cokes the group headed over to a comedy club across the street for an hour, before finally settling for the evening at 8 Tracks, the eighties dance club. Drinks continued as the group danced to Madonna, Prince, Michael Jackson, and more. One of the guys she was with, Mark, actually almost knew as many of the lyrics from the songs as she did and a lip-syncing contest ensued. While she continued to dance after he lost the contest by a unanimous vote, she smiled knowing that being the only female in the group had its advantages when Mark brought back another drink for her from the bar. As she continued to drink, her mind drifted to the last time she went out dancing. Even though this was fun, it was not nearly as much fun as the last time. Last February while at a two day conference she went out with some friends from work to a local hotel bar and dance club. At first it had seemed kind of silly to go there, until everyone began to hit the dance floor after a few drinks. Rachel had been there, as well as a bunch of the guys from work. She smiled remembering how much fun it had been to watch Rachel let loose and dance and have a good time. She herself had quite a good time, probably too good of a time dancing with Brian. Not exactly sure how it had happened initially, she distinctly remembered the feel of him up behind her while dancing and how it teased her mind of all the things she didn't know about him but would be curious to find out. Sliding into him against the beat of the music had put her into dangerous territory once she realized his hand was beginning to wrap more closely around her waist and pull her to him. Even though she craved to get closer and tease him more, she had to stop herself from getting too close; reminding herself she was surrounded by people from the office. He had been a hard one to get to know, but over time and with extroverted Rachel as the common denominator, they had grown to be friends. Of course that night, at least initially, she just figured their behavior only a result of the alcohol, but interesting nonetheless and they had continued to dance until the club closed. Later than evening after the group headed over to the Waffle House, they drove the short distance back to the hotel, separating into two cars so that Brian and she were alone. They had continued to laugh and joke, walking closely together after they got out of the car and headed up the sidewalk. Brian paused for a minute while walking and commented on how much alike they were. It would not have been so much of a big deal normally for him to say that, but the way he said it and the look her gave her when she turned around to him at the same time forced her to pause. She remembered thinking it felt like time stood still for a few seconds after he said it, and then immediately she brushed it aside and kept walking forward and didn't look back, thinking surely he could not of been hinting at what she thought he was. Of course they were friends, but both of them were married and there had never so much as been any sort of romantic spark between them before. Probably just the alcohol talking she figured. Since then occasionally the evening and his words had crossed her mind, mostly making her wonder if she had misread him, but each time she had thought about it she had quickly shut it out of her conscious and convinced herself she was wrong. But tonight, for some reason, the moment returned to her and she thought of him. They really were a lot alike even though on the surface they appeared very different. And what was even more, he knew her a lot better than most people, including her own husband sometimes. Guess that's what two years of working together will do to you, she thought, as her head hit the pillow hours later in the hotel room. **************** The instructor droned on at the front of the room as Catherine checked her watch one more time. She was worried about a couple of the emails she seen earlier during the break about her project while checking up on work from the office. Oh well, she thought, nothing I can do right now. After trying for a few minutes to focus on the material in the training class, her mind drifted again to the evening before and quickly to Brian, again. She glanced down at her cell phone lying in her purse. What would he think if she sent him a text message? She grabbed the phone without thinking another second and began typing one out. "Missed you while dancing last night. The guys here can't hang like you can." Maybe that will at least bring a smile to his face, she thought. She laid the phone back down on the table and tried to focus on the training. Minutes passed by slowly, until she noticed her phone began to vibrate. Opening it she saw she had a return message back from Brian. In anticipation she opened it. His response, " What can I say? I'm good. She smiled, and then started typing a rather cryptic response before she knew it. "Yes, you are. Just don't tell anyone I said it." She hit send and then put the phone back down, smiling. Well, I guess I did a good thing by at least putting a smile on someone's face today she thought. Brian really is a nice guy. She leaned back in her chair and continued to suffer through the rest of the presentation. **************** She threw her book across the room and flopped on the bed. Finally, the day was over. She had a few hours before dinner to enjoy all to herself. Using the remote control she turned on the TV and flipped through the channels. Nothing was really on but the local news on. Bored, she thought about going to the pool but it was a little too chilly for that. Maybe I'll just sit out on the balcony and read. The hotel room she had was on the fourth floor and overlooked a pond area and a thatch of pine trees. She opened the sliding glass door and sat down in one of the small white chairs. The monorail passed by and she watched as kids with their faces glued to the window and their exhausted parents sailed by. How upsetting to be in Disney World and not really having any fun, she thought. It would be so cool if I was here with Rachel, or even Brian. At least I feel more comfortable with them and can let loose. She felt the breeze on her face and shivered a little in her sleeveless shirt. Opening her book she started to read a few paragraphs before she realized that she was just reading words on the page but thinking of Brian instead. Oh Brian she thought as she smiled, "What is it that keeps you coming back to my mind?" Glancing down she noticed her nipples begin to firm up in the cool air. Catherine had always been proud of her naturally full C-cup breasts. Of course, not one to be the life of the party she used them sparingly, but they definitely had their advantages. Putting down her book she ran her right hand lightly up her stomach and to her chest, gently cradling her right breast in her hand. The feel of her touch made her remember how amazing it felt like to have someone touch her like they wanted her. It had been so long since she felt that way. Usually her husband was in such a rush he treated her more like a one night stand, if he was interested at all. She continued to caress her breast, imagining what it would feel like to have someone else find her desirable, wanting to touch her and hold her the way she most desired. However, she had never chosen to act on such temptation, believing above all else that marriage was about loyalty, something she deeply believed in. And so, she continued to fantasize. She had often heard Brian make jokes about his relationship with his wife, so maybe it was normal to be unsatisfied and wanting of so much more. Maybe that was the reason she had thought about that night in February more than once since then. And then the irony of it all occurred to her, and suddenly, sitting there as she began to tease her nipple between her thumb and fingertips. Brian entered her mind in a capacity where he had never been before, her fantasies. She imagined him to be a cautious and conservative lover at first, until completely comfortable with himself and his partner, and the she pictured he might have a wild side similar to hers. What would it feel like to have his hands on her face, his eyes looking into hers? She slipped her hand between her wrap shirt and underneath her bra so she could feel skin on skin. Her nipple was hard, reacting to the stimulus she was providing, both physical and mental. She continued to tease the right one until moving to her left breast. Both of her nipples were now clearly visible through her white bra and shirt, full and engorged from her touch. She leaned forward to undo her bra, removing it from beneath her shirt as her breasts were let free. She continued to tease her nipples, imagining Brian's hand on them. How amazing it would feel to have him take one in his mouth and tease it with his tongue, she thought, an idea that made her stir in her chair. She undid her shirt a bit, and slid her right breast out of it and brought it up to her mouth where she used the tip of her tongue to lick the nipple. Oh how she wanted to feel him take it in his mouth and suck on it. She wanted to put her hands around his head and pull him to her breast and offer herself to him. She let out a deep sigh as she continued to stimulate them. How she wanted to remove her shirt and go free here on the balcony, but unfortunately being in full sight of the monorail she had to disguise her activities somewhat. She felt herself growing more aroused and a warm feeling began to grow in between her legs. She stretched her left let up and out, placing her foot on the balcony rail. Still touching her breasts she said Brian's name out loud imagining her calling his name out as the foreplay between them continued. Her hand moved from her breast down her stomach and down and around her thigh. She anticipated Brian's touch would be gentle yet firm, exploring her curves for more than few moments before unwrapping the rest of the package. Oh and how she wanted him the more she fantasized. The silk black Capri pants she was wearing felt slick and smooth next to her skin as she moved her hand to her pelvis area. With them still on, she moved her right hand lightly down in between her legs to answer the growing desire. Rubbing herself through her pants, she could only last a few minutes before having to undo the side clasp on them. Just as she did she heard the hum of the monorail and felt the vibration of the impending train. She stopped to let the train go by before she continued further. As it passed she thought about running her hands through his hair as he pulled her towards him for passionate kisses, until she begged for more. The heat of his body next to hers would set off a chain reaction down her spine and in between her legs. Her clitoris would begin to tingle against her panties as he moved his hands up her thigh beneath her skirt to tease her. When the monorail passed she moved to slide her Capri pants down and off onto the balcony floor. Now sitting in her shirt and underwear, she continued rubbing her breasts with one hand as the other moved back down to rub against her flesh. She sighed deeply at the feel of her engorged clitoris through her white cotton underwear. She felt the damp wetness that was flowing from her opening, soaking through her panties. She slid a finger beneath them, pulling them to the side and exposing her throbbing slit to the cool air. She slipped one finger into her dripping hole while she rubbed against her pussy lips with the others, imagining what it would feel like to have Brian's cock tease the opening of her hole. She gasped as she masturbated herself harder, wanting to feel his hard dick inside her moist cunt. Oh yeah, she thought, the feel of his rock solid member inside of her would bring her to screams. She loved a wild noisy fuck. In and out she played with herself, shoving three and then four fingers inside her tight slit as she pictured him fucking her in every position imaginable. The images came clearly in her mind. The two of them fucking on a hotel bed, her bent over being slammed in an elevator, riding him in the pool...one after another they flooded her as she brought herself to the brink of orgasm until she could take it no longer. "Oh god, fuck..." she screamed out loud into the air. "I'm cummmming..." And with that she shook violently with her fingers still up her hot cunt as her orgasm reached her, and the wave of relief came over her. She smiled and paused for a minute, marveling at her dripping pussy and the intensity of her orgasm. I can't believe I just did that she thought. Clearly there was more to her relationship with Brian than what she originally pictured. Now the real question was whether or not she would ever share her realization with him. Probably not, she thought. After all, they would never act on it so what good would it do. How It All Started Everything has a beginning. Mine started a few months after the death of our next door neighbor. The ravages of cigarette smoking had finally caught up with Mr. Bill. He was far too young at 54 to pass on. In addition to his 2 sons, both of whom were in the military, he left behind Miss Rose. Miss Rose was 47; about 5'4" tall and weighed about 160 pounds. She was a bit of a plumper and my family's best friend. She operated a beauty salon in her home. Shortly after Mr. Bill passed away, I began cutting Miss Rose's lawn. It was the least I could do. Her boys were both friends; and she was Kitty's best friend. I never asked if she wanted it done; and when I started, I never accepted money for the job. We were neighbors; and that was the way it was. I normally cut the lawn on Monday for a couple of reasons. Number 1, her shop was closed; and I would not be a disturbance to her clients. Number 2, I wanted the chance to chat with her and to let her know life would go on. This particular Monday was probably the fifth time I had cut the lawn. I was wearing sneakers and a pair of thin cotton shorts. The heat, even early in the morning, was a kicker. The shorts didn't hide much or leave anything to the immagination. They were extremely brief and made of thin white material. The material was so thin, my bush made a prominent swell in the front. My balls swelled out the sides of the leg openings; and my cock would hang out one of the legs if I wasn't careful. I was 5'10" tall and about 180 pounds. I had just turned 18 the week prior. I was starting quarterback on our football team; and was being recruited pretty hard by 2 in-state colleges. I thought I was pretty average. I didn't realize an 8 inch cock was unusual for someone my age. Nor did I realize balls the size of eggs were unusually large. In any event, I had finished cutting the lawn and was sweat covered. Sweat had soaked through my shorts; and my dark bush was even more pronounced and visible. Like most teenagers, it did not take much for me to get a hard on over. Heck, I got hard every time I saw Kitty walk through the house in panties and a tee shirt. This particular day, Miss Rose came to the back door with a cold coke. She told me the least she could do was give her new boy a cold drink. She was wearing a semi-sheer nightie; I guess she did not realize the effect it could have on me; after all we were long time neighbors. She invited me in to cool down; and I gladly accepted. Her nightie barely covered her goods; in fact her bare ass was showing, every time she bent over, as I followed her inside. Was it my fault I got a hard on? By the time we sat down to chat, I had a raging hard on. It was all I could do to keep it in my pants. My balls were actually visible through the leg openings of the shorts; my cock would have been dangling out had it not been hard. My bush was thick; I had not yet begun to shave that area smooth. We chatted for a few minutes; she updated me on how her sons were doing. Meanwile, I had stretched a few times while sitting there in order to get the aches out of my neck. Miss Rose noted this. She arose without a word; went behind me and began to rub my neck and shoulders. It felt great; her hands were so talented. She was bent over behind me and the aroma of her perfume was hitting my nostrils. My eyes were closed as I enjoyed her hands. I began to notice some oil being applied. Actually it was more like a creme; thicker than oil but very relaxing. I didn't even notice my cock straining at the waist of my shorts attempting to burst free. Nor did I think to question where the creme had come from. What I couldn't see was Miss Rose reaching down to her dripping pussy and catching her creme. I learned later that was what she was applying to my tense muscles. She told me I appeared to be so tensed up; and she felt she should give me a back rub and massage to ease the tension. She reminded me I had already run 3 miles before cutting the grass. All of that made sense; I agreed. She walked back around in front and took me by the hand. She led me down the hall to her shop where she had a massage table. She told me to hop up on it after I removed my shorts. I looked at her uncertain if I had heard what she had said. She smiled and asked how she could massage my butt muscles if I kept the shorts on. She offered me a small towel and told me to place it across my ass if I was shy. She turned and walked out of the room indicating she would be right back. I stood for just a minute; then I dropped my shorts and hopped up on the table. I forgot the towel as my cock was so raging hard, I did all I could to hide it. She came back a minute later; and told me to hold still while she adjusted the table. It tilted; and this allowed her to give total body massages. She started at my ankles and began working up. She was applying a scented oil as she massaged each calf. As she moved up my legs, she began to spread them; she said she needed to do so in order to massage my thighs. What I did not realize was this also gave her a clear shot at my balls. As she began working up my thighs, she also poured some oil on my buttisimo cheeks. I could feel her pour some at the top of my ass crack; it felt so good as it began running down the crack and hit my balls. Thank goodness she could not see my hard cock. I was embarrassed by that reaction. I wondered what she would think if she knew. I didn't know how to react when she began massaging oil into my balls. She hefted each one and massaged oil into the skin. I declare, it felt like her face was right on them; I thought I could feel her breath on them. My cock knew how to react; it got harder. In hefting the balls, she could see the base of my cock and now knew it was hard. While she did not know the length, she could tell it was fat and had several large veins running up the shaft. Her hand "slipped" and began running lightly up the base of the shaft. I thought I was going to die from embarrassment. She could tell. She complimented me on my muscle tone. I did not realize which muscle she meant. She said she knew I must be popular with the girls at school and wondered how they could keep their hands from me. She told me to roll over on my back. I did, not knowing what to expect. Imagine my surprise to find her topless and wearing just a pair of crotchless panties. I couldn't help but stare; I had never seen a bald pussy before. truth was, I had never seen an older pussy before. She resumed hefting my balls and massaging oil into the sac skin. My cock was stretched up my belly. As I later learned, she was impressed by its length. She later told me most men did not have 8 inches at their peak; I was certain to have 9 to 10 when I stopped growing. She asked if she was making me feel good; I could barely nod my head I was still embarrased by the hard on. She sensed that. She took my dick in her hand and told me how proud I should be of it. She told me she had a special method for massaging cock muscles. With that she bent forward and began tonguing the head. Up to that point, most girls would only give me a hand job; they were afraid of pregnancy. This was a new high. Her tongue was running from the head of my cock all the way to the base. When she hit the base, she would spit on my balls and massage that fluid in. What I did not realize was that massaging the balls increased the quantity of cum when a man ejaculated. About three minutes later, she took the head of my cock in her mouth and began sucking. I guess she had some experience as she took my cock all the way to the base without gagging. Her head was bobbing up and down as she sucked for all she was worth. Over flow mouth juice leaked onto my balls and into my bush. I was flying now She continued sucking cock for another 5 or 6 minutes. Who kept track of time with this much pleasure? She lifted her head and told me she had an even better surprise for me. With that, she moved up; straddled my legs; and took hold of my cock. She positioned it so the head was poised to spear her pussy through the crotch of her panties. She lowered herself; and kept going until she had my entire shaft impaling her. The look on her face was awesome. She began rising and lowering herself onto my cock. Instinctively, my hands went to her ass and I held her hips to give her extra balance. With that she began rising and lowering herself with increased speed and intensity. At the same time she was massaging both titties and tweaking the nipples. I was really enjoying the sight of her playing with those globes. The nipples must have been an inch long and as fat as anickel. This went on for 15 minutes or so when I began to feel my cum build in my balls. I knew I was getting close to squirting. I told her I was getting close and she better stop. I did not want to get her pregnant. She smiled and told me not to worry. She'd been neutered some years prior and could only give pleasure. No babies to worry about. With that I began to rise and buck into her pussy. She swore later she could feel each squirt of my cum. I guess I bucked and fucked her for 2 or 3 minutes before my balls were drained. She climbed off; moved back slightly; and went down on my cock again. 2 reasons, she later told me. First she enjoyed the taste of sperm. Second, she wanted me to fuck her again. I hopped off the table after she finished me. I went to help her off; she told me to wait a minute. She'd leaked a mixture of cum onto the table and like a good trouper, she lapped the table clean. She commented she would have to get a new table if she didn't take care of it. Smiling she allowed me to assist her to her feet. She asked me not to be mad with her. She told me she had been lusting for some young cock for the past couple of months; and asked me to remember I was her first choice. She also said I would be her only choice if I could make myself available to her. I was smiling when she also pointed out I could fuck her until her head was spinning and there would be no pregnancy to interfere with my college plans. With that she took my hand and suggested we go to the bedroom and relax before we fucked again. I had no problem with that as I followed her back into the main house. How it All Started It all started a few years ago, when my daughter brought home her friend. Her friend had her hot little sister tagging along, so the little sister, Tessa, used to hang out in the living room with me watching TV or in the kitchen cooking as the older girls were in my daughter's bedroom. Well as things turned out my daughter and her friend went off to school and I thought that would be the end of Tessa's visits but it wasn't. She would still come over and see how I was doing, using the excuse that I was alone. Well the big day came, my daughter and I got invited to her 18th birthday. At her party she came up to me and reminded me that the big game was on this Sunday and she asked if she could come over to watch it. Let me tell you what Tessa looks like. She is Native American, which gives her a nice dark skin. She stands 5 foot 4 inches and weighs maybe 100 lbs with long black hair to the top of her ass. Her breasts are a nice A cup and very perk, and her nipples are big and dark as can be seen when she goes braless. She has beautiful legs that end in an ass that is to die for. It takes everything that I have not to jump her. Well the day of the game came and Tessa came over. Damn she was good looking that day. She had on her see-thru jersey over a tube top that covered her cute little tits and a short black skirt just barely covering her tight cute ass. During the game, her flirting was really getting to me. She would jump up and I would swear that I could see her bare ass, not covered with panties as it usually was. During the crunch time her hand would grab and squeeze my leg, with an occasional miss grabbing my balls or cock, with her cute little smirk she would remove her hand. Good fortune shined upon our team, they won. We were both in a good mood because of the out come of the game. As we were cleaning up the snacks, which I could not wait to get done so I could go jerk off thinking of her tight ass. As we were cleaning she accidentally drops some silverware and bent over to pick it up in front of me. My jaw dropped as I saw her ass just in a hot pink thong, I almost came in my pants. She glanced up at me but I really didn't notice because I was just starting at her ass. My cock was ready to bust out of my jeans. We went on cleaning; she accidentally brushed my cock and then proceeded to drop something on the floor again. So I took my chance and reached out and put my hand on her ass. I rubbed it, all while thinking that I am finally going to get what I always dreamed of getting. I was snapped back to reality when Tessa got up and shouted, "What the hell are you doing?" I turned bright red and stammered I am sorry. We didn't talk after that and we finished the clean up. To my surprise as she was leaving she said "see you next week for the game." Wow, I didn't expect that. I went into the bathroom and dropped my jeans and jerked off like a teen age boy. I never came that much in my life. I have to have that girl, she is so damn hot. That whole week, I kept thinking about Tessa and how would I get her. Then it hit me, if I had beer available she might call and tell her parents she sleeping over after the game. The girls used to do this all the time, when I let them drink beer. Game day has arrived. I cracked open a beer right before Tessa came over in hopes that she will ask for one. Tessa arrived, and wow she was hot. She had on her short skirt and her solid jersey on, and she was braless. My cock got rock hard just looking at her. So we start to watch the game, and she noticed my beer. She asked if she could have some and I told her she knows the rules. She called her mom and said that she was going to stay the night to watch all the games because she said that my daughter was supposed to come home. Mom said ok to her and she grabbed a beer and came out to watch the game. My mind wasn't really on the game, so at half time of the game, I set my plan into action. I asked Tessa if she wanted another beer, her third. She said yes, I went into the kitchen and got her a beer. I had already crushed a sleeping pill up and slipped it into her beer. We sat there waiting for the game to continue. We were watching our team just beat up on the other team and then the pill kicked in. Tessa was now passed out on the couch. The final stage of my plan was now going to be acted out. I picked up Tessa and carried her into the bedroom. I removed her shoes and bent her over the bed, leaving her cute ass sticking up. I was rock hard and hadn't even taken my little blue pill, yet. I took off her skirt leaving only her little pink thong covering her ass. I couldn't help myself and took out my hard cock. I grabbed my cock in my hand and started to jerk off; I came all over her ass. I then took off her thong and wiped off my cum from her ass. I flipped her over and took off her jersey. There she was naked in front of me, my cock stirred. I cuffed her arms to the head board and her legs spread eagle to the footboard. Then I put her cum soaked thong in her mouth so she couldn't scream while I was away. I put a sheet over that sexy body of hers. I then went off to the bathroom to take my little blue pill and to take a shower, before arousing my little naked friend. I came back to my sheet covered hottie, now I was naked and still soft. I peeled backed the sheet and took a couple of pictures of her just sleeping there looking like an angel. I climbed onto the bottom of the bed and slowly kiss and lick her luscious legs. She starts to stir. I finally reach her sweet patch of hair. I spread her lips, to see that she is starting to get wet. I stick my tongue in to taste her. She taste so sweet, and I can feel the little blue pill kick in. As I taste her pussy my cock gets harder. Zeroing in on her little clitoris, she lets out a little muffed moan and she awakens. As I continued my assault on her clit, she becomes aware that she is tied down. She does her best to shake my head from her pussy but to no success. What she actually does is help me stimulate her more. I feel her body betray her and she comes on my face. I just stayed there just lapping up her juices. I moved up so she can see me, covering her body with mine. Her face shows mixed feelings, one of anger but one of satisfaction. She tired to talk but all that comes out of her mouth is muffled cries. I tell her that if she is quiet I will take out the thong. She shakes her head no, so I tell her that it will stay in. I then take one of her big brown nipples in my mouth sucking it until it becomes hard. After that I take the other one in my mouth and suck it and a muffled moan comes from her. I take my hand and guide my hard cock into her wet, tight pussy. I slowly pump it in and out. As I pumped my cock in her and sucking her tits her hips started to meet my thrust and we started to fuck in harmony. I removed her cum soaked panties from her mouth to her yell to fuck her hard. Her nipples got huge and her pussy clamped down on my cock as she was coming. I couldn't hold back any longer and just pumped my cum into her hot little pussy. To be continued... How It All Started HOW IT ALL STARTED -My life of being seduced-- I grew up with a personality dichotomy. I was gregarious and outgoing, both a good student and athlete, yet shy around girls. My mother tried for years to tell me I was good looking and by my senior year of high school I was a 6'4" tall and 190 pound, hard-body, but I always thought she was talking from her heart not her head. I was virgin until I was in college in the mid 70's so you know I was no horn-dog. Eventually I met a young lady in college and married her, more out of a need for a companion and sexual partner than out of some deep love. I was probably more in love with the idea of being in love than actually experiencing it. As the sexual revolution hadn't really come along until I was in college I guess I had also developed a conservative moral code. As a 'people-person,' I gravitated toward sales and after two years in a management training program, got my first opportunity at a sales career at 23 years of age. Obviously the company and I had chosen the correct path, as I was a natural and an immediate success, and promoted to be a territory manager at the age of 25. However, being a territory manager meant traveling at least three days per week. The more successful I became in sales, the more distant my wife became, and eventually I discovered she certainly wasn't sitting home nights while I traveled for business. Just about the time I discovered that my wife had been cheating on me, I also discovered that there were lots of places to play electronic games or to dance while on the road. I never chased after a woman in my life. In fact, my earlier shyness around women continued even during the increasingly open times of the early 80's. The experiences I had, which would lead me to divorce my wife began innocently. The following series of stories are based upon fact, but I changed the names and places to protect anonymity of the participants. Karen I had heard there was a great bar where people could listen to good rock music and dance if they wanted, in a city I was traveling to, Jackson Mississippi. So, instead of working in my room after a quick dinner, I decided to check it out. I never was much of a drinker and knew how to nurse a beer for a long time, so I also knew I could check this place out inexpensively. After ordering a long-neck Coors I sat with my back propped up against the long wooden bar, and watched the couples dancing. One particular young woman, an attractive six-foot brunette, caught my eye. She was wearing a tight one-piece jumper/dress with a zipper down the front that was pulled down far enough to show considerable cleavage. Believe me, if her height hadn't caught your eye, the great expanse of chest flesh she was exhibiting certainly would have. Apparently this young lady was popular locally, as she was on the dance floor for more than two hours with a string of guys who all seemed to know her and were all interested in gyrating around the floor with her. While I tried to watch other couples dancing, some-how my attention kept being drawn to this red-hot brunette with shoulder length hair and absolutely great breasts. Then suddenly she disappeared. I assumed she must have finally sat down with one of her many suitors, or possibly headed for home, as it was a week-night, and most of us had to work the next day. Having nursed two beers for over two hours I was about to leave after some good inexpensive entertainment, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. As I swiveled the bar stool to the left, there stood the brunette. "I noticed you watching me, and wondered why you didn't come over and ask me to dance," she said. "Well, you looked like you knew everybody here and I'm just a visitor, and besides I'm pretty much out-of dancing practice," I said. She answered, "well I guess I'll just have to help you brush up on your skills," as she pulled on my hand, getting me out of the bar stool, so I hung my sport coat on my stool, and she nearly dragged me toward the dance floor. Just then the band started playing Old Time Rock-and-Roll by Bob Seager, one of my favorite songs from a few years back. With such a great song and such a beautiful partner, I couldn't help but enjoy myself, and before I knew it we had danced for eight songs and I had sweat through my dress shirt. loosened my tie, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of the shirt to get some air. At this point the gorgeous amazon who had introduced herself to me as Karen, pulled my tie loose so that it was simply draped around my neck and began pulling on both ends, back and forth around my neck, while swiveling her hips seductively and pulling me closer to her. Then the song ended and the band shifted to the first of a medley of slow ballads and love songs, and she used my tie to pull me close to her. When she had pulled me very close, she put her arms up around my neck and nuzzled close to my ear saying, "you have no idea how nice it is to dance with a guy who is taller than me, there just don't seem to be many tall enough guys around here." I whispered that was because there were so few pretty six foot women, and she just hugged me tighter. Now her hips seemed to be glued to mine and I was really getting aroused. Having not danced this close to anyone but my cheating wife for seven years I really didn't know how to act. As she ground her pelvis into me I heard her mumble something in my ear that sounded like, "lower honey," so I asked her what she had said, but she just answered ,"oh nothing." Man she had me turned on, and for the first time in a long time. As the medley of slow songs ended she gave me a sweet but quick kiss and said "thanks so much for dancing with me, I really enjoyed it." Thinking this was the end of the evening I said, "no, thank-you for being so nice to a visitor to your city, I really enjoyed meeting you." However, before I could turn to leave she said, "hey wait John, it looks like my girlfriends left already, and I need a ride home, can you help me out?" "Sure I said, but you'll have to direct me as I only know my way around the business district." She said, "that's OK honey, I'll show you the way." Now, before you get ahead of me in this story, understand I walked her to my rental car and trying to be the gentleman my parents had taught me to be, held her door for her. Unlike most young girls, she didn't slide over close to me, so I figured I was just going to drop her off and then head for my hotel, but she had other plans. After about a ten minute drive we arrived at her apartment complex and she pointed me to her building. When I was about to pull up to the curb, she said, "will you park and walk me to the door." I said yes and again opened her door for her and walked her to the entrance to her apartment when she said, "the dancing was really hot, why don't I make us each a drink or a Coke or something, to cool off." That sounded good to me, so in we went, and I soon had a tall Coke in my hand as I sat on her couch. At that point she said "make yourself comfortable, while I freshen up OK?" Again I said yes, and as I settled back into the cushions while sipping on my Coke. A few minutes later, I heard her softly call me, "John, can you come here for a minute to help me?" Walking back to the bedroom bathroom area, I walked in the door to see 10 or 12 candles flickering and her sitting on her bed in a very see-through blue nightgown. Now I was flabbergasted and immediately got hard at the same time. "Come here and rub my neck will you," she said. I walked over and sat on the edge of the bed and worked my thumbs into the muscles in the back of her neck with trembling hands. "Oh god that feels so good," she sighed and after a couple minutes of rubbing she turned her head and said, " it's been a long time since a girl seduced you hasn't it?" Before I could answer she turned further, pulled me close and pushed her tongue into my mouth. I hadn't been kissed like this by anyone other than my wife in years, and I thought I'd lose it right there. Karen continued to french me while she unbuttoned my shirt. She pulled my shirt tails out of my pants and put her mouth over my left nipple. Tonguing it and softly biting it, she said "I've wanted you from the minute I felt your hard dick against my pussy on the dance floor. I wanted you to rub it lower to hit my clit but you didn't hear me when I asked, and then I felt guilty taking advantage of you.....god I need you now!" Then she unbuttoned my pants, pulled down the zipper and pulled the legs to pull them off me. She sat up and said "do you like my night gown?" Before I could answer she said, "I'll bet you'll like it better when it's on the floor." She pulled it over her head, threw it on the floor, and pulled me down on top of her in the most passionate kiss I've ever had. As we kissed our breathing sped up and got more shallow and soon we were literally panting as we worked our tongues in each other's mouths. "Oh John kiss my big titties'" she moaned, "kiss them, lick them, bite them, and make them yours, she cried." So I did.....I licked the left one while caressing the right, then switched and started lightly biting the right one and she moaned, "oh right there, bite harder, oh there, please, John that feels so good, oh my god that's wonderful!" As she mewed and writhed on the bed, I continued to bite first the right nipple, then the left, and began rubbing between her legs as well. All she had on now was tiny blue panties and my fingers soon had her pussy wet, as I bit her titties. Harder and harder I bit as she urged me on until she gave out a huge sigh and then she screamed "you're making me cum just from biting my titties, oh my god you are so good!" Suddenly my hand got wetter, and at first I thought she was pissing on me until I realized she was ejaculating, almost like a man. Holy crap, I'd never seen or felt anything like than before. Now she was moaning and panting like the proverbial dog in heat and just kept crying, "so good, so good, so good." As she started to slump back on to the bed it was like she got a new burst of energy, and she acted almost like she was possessed. She tore off her panties, threw them on the floor with our other clothes, and then grabbed my bikini undershorts. I was so glad I was wearing relatively new ones, but that only mattered for an instant as she pulled them off me and attacked my cock. "Oh god John I need to taste you now," she screamed. Almost before I knew it my cock was three quarters down her throat and she was furiously moving her head up and down milking it. Wow what a feeling, the first blow job I had received in three years, as my wife didn't much care to give them. Up and down she went, each time going a little lower on my cock, sucking and licking in the process. I'd love to say that I have a huge organ, but it's really only an average six incher, but by now it was longer and more swollen than any time in my life, and I'd bet more like seven inches down her throat. All I could think was, man what I had been missing all these years by being a nice guy, and that maybe my slut wife had done me a favor. "Umph, umph, umph she uttered as she bobbed on my meat, and my control was beginning to fade, but I wanted to please her too. So I pulled her head off my cock and she stared at me through glazed eyes and said, "why John? I want to make you cum like you did to me?" I pulled her around into a 69 position and as I buried my face in her pussy, she smiled and said "Oh this is going to be fun." I licked all around her furry slit and put first one, then two fingers in, and pumped them in and out quickly. Within a minute she was moaning again and I moved my tongue onto her clit. It was like she had been plugged into an electric socket, she jerked and spasm-ed and came with a loud gasp, but kept sucking. I swear nothing in my life ever felt better, and I shot rope after rope of cum down her throat. Quickly she pulled off, so I could see myself cum and her lick and swallow every drop. Now we both collapsed for about fifteen seconds. I lay back on my back, exhausted - and more satisfied than anytime in years, but in less than a minute she was back sucking and jacking my cock at the same time saying, "come-on baby get hard for me again, I'm going to fuck you until your eyes cross." I didn't believe it...within a minute I was getting hard again, and the more she sucked the more she moaned encouragement to me. Within three or four minutes I was rock hard again, and she crawled up on-top of me, and grabbing my dick - lowered herself down on it. Oh my, she had the softest, warmest, tightest, pussy I'd ever felt, but of course I'd only ever really felt few others in my sheltered life. Slowly Karen started lifting her hips and riding me.... up and down, up and down moaning "this is soooooooo good oh this is sooooo good." As she rode me she grabbed my hands and said "twist my big titties and make them feel good while my pussy makes you ache." So I pinched and twisted and alternately lifted my head and bit them, as I descended into sensory overload. Her big titties felt so good in my mouth and her pussy was milking me even better that her mouth. Up and down she went until, I thought I was going to lose it when she screamed, " oh I'm cumming again, I'm cumming again, geez I'm cumming for the third time!" That did it for me and I erupted like a volcano in her tight love box, shooting more cum into her than I thought I had left. This time she just collapsed and wrapped her arms around my neck and lay there huffing and puffing in my ear. I could have fallen asleep right then, but good sense told me no, you still have to work tomorrow. So after we lay there for about fifteen more minutes I said, I'd really like to stay here but we both need to work tomorrow. I can't thank you enough for introducing yourself to me. She answered, "no you mean for seducing you and bringing you home to make love don't you?. You just looked so cute and so out of place, I decided I needed to meet you. You know you were the most handsome man there don't you?" "What, me," I said, questioningly. As I crawled around the floor looking for my clothes, she grabbed a robe from the closet, then disappeared into the other room for just seconds. Then she walked me to her front door and started kissing me again. "We need to do this again real soon," she said, "here's my business card and I wrote my home number on the back. You will call me, won't you?" Gee like I knew anyone else in Jackson as well as her, was all I could think. But to make certain, she opened her robe and said "this body is all for you, and all you need to do is call me when you come back to town," as she pushed her back to the door. For days all I could think of was her gorgeous tall body, leaning naked against her front door with what must have been 36D titties standing up tall and proud, while my cum dripped down slim and shapely legs that looked longer than mine. Trust me, I called her the next trip, and on several more after that. But those are other stories. So here I was, a successful young sales manager, with a lying cheating wife, and a new girl friend that I never sought and never pursued. This began a series of adventures where I met and enjoyed a number of lovely women without ever being the aggressor. I guess I just never did cure my shyness or maybe I still had a false sense of myself as I had never thought of myself as all that good looking. I knew how to treat someone right, I just couldn't be the aggressor but found plenty of women who were quite willing.