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TGIF

By: strategic1



June gloom, we call it. Here in Southern California, in late May and June a morning cloud layer starts our days with a gray-tinged overcast. The air is cool, the sun invisible, but everybody knows this marine layer will burn off around noon or so. The hazy midday glare soon fades to a warm, bright welcome home for those of us who work in offices until late afternoon.

I am in the habit of enjoying my Friday afternoons, leaving my office around 3 or so to get in a round of golf at my country club. Usually I’ll just get in 9 holes, have a couple drinks with my buddies, and then head home for dinner.

June 11, 2004, was different. Early that Friday morning, the Santa Ana winds began to breeze through the canyons of the Santa Monica Mountains near my home. I woke up to a brightly glowing sun and crystal blue sky. The ocean view was stunning from my bedroom window. What a day to have to work. But to work I did have to go.

At 37, I had a secure place in my firm. I felt that everyone respected me for my diligence, and nobody begrudged me the occasional day off. This particular morning, however, I definitely had commitments I couldn’t avoid. So I put on my uniform (suit and tie) and was heading off to obligationville.

Before I left, as I knotted my tie, I stared at my wife, who was still sleeping peacefully in our large bed, the sun shining across her body covered only in a sheet. 27 years old, she could have been a dancer or an athlete. Her 5’10” frame was slender, even muscular. She had no interest in weights, but somehow just the running and her Pilates work kept her looking like a jock. Her hips were still girlishly slim and her breasts were firm, sitting high with puffy areolas and nipples that hardened with the slightest provocation. Her beautiful face, with penetrating green eyes, and her vibrant, blonde hair completed a package that made me hard whenever I thought of her.

Before I headed off to the day’s battles, I bent down to gently kiss her full, soft lips, imagining briefly that this was our cave and that I was headed off to hunt for food to survive. As our lips touched, she stirred slightly, and her long arms snaked around my back. She moaned in that enticing tone that I hadn’t heard in far too long.

“Stay home today, baby,” she whispered, as if someone might hear her plaintive request.

“I’m sorry, I really can’t,” I said, with genuine sadness. It wasn’t often that Sara had morning glory sex on her mind, and here I had to miss it. In fact, I had been so busy lately that we hadn’t had any sex for quite awhile. I wasn’t sure of the exact reasons, but we just hadn’t been clicking. I had been occupied and stressed when she was interested, and then on the few occasions when I wanted to, she seemed irritable or disinterested. This was just another of those mis-timed moments, where only one of us was ready for a two-person sport.

Sara’s sleepy eyes stared back at me, almost breaking my will. Her eyes, without makeup, had that slightly reddened, raw, natural sexiness that I love. Women’s eyes can look great with makeup, but that morning au naturel look is sexier than any mascara. God, she looked hot. I could even see her nipples forming little bumps in the smooth, white sheet that covered her body. I almost tore it off to attack her, but the adult in me ultimately won control. I had five people who were already on their way to my office to meet me, and I had to leave right then to get to the meeting on time.

“Let’s go out tonight, okay?” I asked, smiling. “I have to go to a meeting on the Oakmark case, and you know how important that is.”

“Yes, and I know how important I used to be,” she said with mock sadness. We both knew she was only kidding in the way that we joked with each other. “I guess I’ll just have to take matters into my own hands,” she said softly with a sly smile. The image of her masturbating jumped into my mind, and I felt blood rush to my penis. I stood up to avoid collapsing on her in a lustful frenzy, and reluctantly made my way to work, feeling very conflicted as I said goodbye. 

By noon, staring out of my window over the Santa Monica coastline, I had done as much as I could that day. My motivation was sapped, so I decided to leave. I figured that if I left immediately, I could get in 18 holes, and still have enough time to make it home early. I could then proceed with my carnal attack on Sara, and afterward, we could go out for a relaxed dinner. I decided to stop by home first to tell her my plan. It was about 12:30 when I walked in the door.

Our two-story living room has a spiral staircase leading to the second floor where the master bedroom takes up a good share of the space. As I padded up the carpeted stairs, I heard a sound that I couldn’t clearly identify. When I got closer to the bedroom, I heard strange rustling. Maybe Sara was changing the sheets. Hearing the sounds again, I was suddenly excited by the thought that just maybe I might catch her masturbating. The thought made my cock swell to a hard rod instantly. Maybe I would skip the golf game and go directly to uninhibited sex. As I imagined her eagerly climbing toward orgasm on our bed, I stepped more slowly and quietly down the hall, so I could watch her for a while, nasty voyeur that I must be.

When I was only a few steps from the bedroom, I heard more noise. Moans, to be precise, breathy, sexy moans, quiet yet fervent. God, she really was masturbating! I know how she sounds when she falls completely into a sexual frenzy, like an animal, human restraint and social limits forgotten in the heated moment. 

Then, suddenly, my ears burned with another sound, another moan. It definitely did not come from Sara. It was a low, masculine voice, a feral, guttural grunt that stabbed me in my belly. It was a primeval groan of sexual abandonment. I was so startled that I froze just before I got to the bedroom door. I stood and listened. More moans and grunts--definitely two voices, hers and his, whoever he was. I know -- I should have been furious. I should have charged in and confronted the both of them, screaming madly, and maybe attacking this guy who was in pari delicto with my wife of seven years. I can’t explain why I didn’t attack them with justifiable rage. It could have been because my mind had already shifted to the sex mode before I got there; or because I was just too stunned, like a deer in the headlights, unable to act; or because I secretly wanted this, but as my hand felt my steel-hard erection, I realized I had already decided what I would do–or more exactly, what I would not do.

As I peered around the door jam into our large bedroom, my eyes were flooded with an overwhelming image. There, at the foot of the bed, two lovers embraced, kissing with bodies and hands struggling in a primal mating dance. My wife’s sheer, beach cover-up was open, her sexiest bikini still concealing the objects of any man’s desires. The man had his shirt completely unbuttoned so his bare chest was against Sara’s soft, tan skin as they kissed. And kiss they did, heads twisting as their mouths locked together. Though I could not see for certain, I knew that their tongues were dueling, dancing in that first truly sexual act of lovers.

As they kissed, their hands moved freely, lovingly on each other. Her right hand reached around and pulled at the lower part of his jeans-clad ass, right between his cheeks. Her left palm was spread widely, massaging below his belt. I knew she was pressing and trying to bend his covered penis, enjoying the feel and knowing that it drew him further into her sensual nest. The way her hand flexed and clenched made me sure that her eager fingertips were extending to and massaging his balls. For his part, his left hand rested gently on her lower back, appearing to gently tickle her skin. His right hand, the one nearest me, was on her left breast; his thumb rubbing across the erect nipple poking through the thin material of her bathing suit. God, she has great nipples. They sprout rigidly with the slightest stimulation, and she loves to have them touched or kissed. I have brought her to many orgasms just by tonguing those fleshy, firm nubs.

This guy was not rushing things, and seemed to somehow be more patient, more relaxed, than I could ever be. By this point, I would have torn off her clothes and jumped on her for a frenzied session leading to a quick climax. I’m not selfish, by the way. I would always make every effort to bring Sara off also, and I usually succeeded. If I let go before she did, afterwards I would lick her nipples, or massage her clit until she came, usually with a quiet, flexing breathy series of groans. I love to see her cum. One time, I even went down on her after I climaxed. My cum mixed with hers turned out to be an unbelievably erotic elixir. I loved it, and so did she, cumming more violently than I can remember. I myself got hard again during my creampie pleasure, and we fucked once more. That time she went over the edge right when I did, one of the few times we have shared an orgasm. This guy was in control; it was Sara who was obviously excited to an extreme. She pulled off his shirt, revealing a broad, muscular chest and arms. He obviously worked out regularly. He had to be 6’4” or so, and his dark hair was long enough for my wife to tug on it as they kissed. His body was almost hairless (I wondered if he waxed it like many bodybuilders). Sara’s hands, when they weren’t below his waist, caressed his smooth chest and back lovingly. He continued to strum her nipple through her suit, never trying to disrobe her himself.

Then Sara had both her hands behind him, one on each cheek, pulling him against her as she thrust her pelvis into his rhythmically. I knew she was trying to push her clit against his hard cock, and she was probably succeeding judging by her whispered groans. In fact, she broke their kiss and her head fell back in abandon, her long blond hair swaying with her movements. She circled her pelvis against him as his thumb bounced on her nipple. She was on tiptoe, her muscled runner’s legs straining to push her pubis against his cock. Suddenly she twitched and a loud “ahhh” burst from her open mouth. God, she was cumming, cumming like I had never seen, her body thrashing and twisting, almost as if a seizure had struck her. Staccato, animal grunts accompanied her long climax.

His hand had left her breast, and now both of his hands supported her body as she began to sag with relaxation. He just stared at her silently as her arms glided from up his buttocks, her long fingernails scraping his back up to his shoulders. Now that she had her orgasm, would a return to reality cause her to send him away? Would she preserve some part of herself for me? That was probably too much to expect. Sara is too loving and unselfish, traits that are usually good. Here, I knew she would not be able to send him away without his own pleasure.

“Do you want me to go?” he asked, to my shock. He was not even trying to encourage her to do any more with him. Was he perhaps gay, just her to bring pleasure to a woman, just to see if he could? I imagined that maybe he was a hairdresser who just liked the company of women, but could only gratify his own desires with men. He was so gentle and almost passive that I had to wonder.

“Do you want to go?” Sara asked, with a sly smile as she still was catching her breath. As she asked, her hand was playing with his belt buckle.

“God, no,” he said, suddenly lifting her again to kiss her deeply, his huge arms surrounding her, making my tall wife look somehow small and weak next to him. She began wrestling with his belt buckle and then his zipper, pushing his jeans down. It looked like his hard cock held his underwear up as his jeans fell to the floor and he stepped out of them. And those underwear appeared to be fully loaded.

Sara broke the kiss and slid down his body, dropping to her knees in front of him. His right hand was in her hair, partially blocking my view as her face pressed against his underwear. Her mouth, nose and cheeks rubbed seductively against the package in his shorts. Then her hands went to his hips and pulled at the waistband of his shorts. The action forced his cock downward, causing it to tent out as she lowered the briefs. Jesus, I thought, is that all him?

Then Sara’s hands slid forward on his briefs and pulled out, instantly freeing his engorged weapon, which sprang up forcefully toward his belly. God, it was huge. Not just long, but thick. Unlike me, he was uncut, and the fleshy shaft led to a large, polished head that looked like a plum. His cock was almost tan, like the rest of his powerful body, but the shiny tip was a rosy red color, brightly drawing attention to itself.

“Oh, my,” was all my wife could say. “What would you have done if I had said yes when you asked me if I wanted you to go?”

He just chuckled. We all knew that his rhetorical question had been just a part of the sexual dance, a way of keeping the excitement going.

Then my wife’s right hand gripped the mighty tool that pointed skyward. She pulled it down until it pointed straight out-straight at her face. She literally licked her lips, moistening them after the dryness brought by her orgasmic breathing. His cock was so thick that her fingers did not reach around it as she began to pump it slowly. His foreskin slipped over the ridge of his cockhead with each pump of her hand, and I wasn’t sure but I thought I saw a drop of clear liquid form at the tip. A moment later, any doubt disappeared as a long string of the fluid dripped to the floor. The whole scene was backlit by sunlight from our window, the soft glow making the lovers look like fantasy figures in a quality porn flick. From her knees, my wife looked from his cock to his face longingly, as he gazed back at her. Both his hands rested on his hips.

It was then that I realized that I, standing at the doorway, peering into the bedroom, could easily be seen if either of them was distracted enough to look in my direction. Clearly, they were focused enough not to have noticed so far. By this point, I was so aroused that I cared little about the risk that I might be discovered. I had really lost control. Not only did I feel no anger, the core of jealousy I felt only fueled the tremendous sexual heat in my cock. I would risk anything to see this to the end. Strangely, what I most wanted was to see him cum, to see my wife draw the sperm of another man from deep in his body, to know that his seed was pulsing deeply into her womb.

She wanted to suck him, that was clear. Her now wet lips touched the slippery tip of his thick sword in a gentle kiss, as if she was saying hello to a good friend. Now the quiet man groaned. He was no longer so completely in control. She looked up at him while her lips swirled around the head of his cock lovingly. His chin lifted as his face tilted toward the high ceiling of the love nest my wife and I had shared so many times. He groaned again, even louder, as Sara’s tongue thrust out and touched the leaking aperture from which his seed would soon burst forth. Next her tongue spread flatly below the head of his cock, massaging the frenulum, almost strumming it like a guitar string. But the sound came not from the strumming but from his throat as his hands jerked from their confident positions on his hips to grasp Sara’s head and her tousled blonde hair.

Then Sara opened her mouth wide to encompass the massive head of the monster she intended to conquer. She had always struggled to get her lips around my cock, and seldom wanted to try, saying I was too big and that she didn’t really enjoy the subservient role of cocksucker. Now she eagerly enveloped a cock that was clearly bigger than mine. I could see she was not just doing this for his pleasure; she was turned on by it herself. She was taking control over this man who had been in complete control until now. And he was accepting her domination as she controlled the pace, indeed loving the power reversal. She drew her mouth away from him and with one hand hefted his balls, which I now saw were also large, even compared to that broad scepter she still gripped in the other hand. The weighty orbs were massive in her hand, and she squeezed them gently, then more firmly as he moaned. She responded with a throaty laugh of exultation.

“Please suck me,” he pleaded in a soft voice.

“Suck what?” she asked playfully.

“Here,” he pointed.

“What’s that, little boy?”

“You know. Please.” “Tell me what you want. I want you to say it.”

“Suck my cock. Please.”

Her mouth opened widely and she brought her lips around him. I could see her lips inching down his cock, like she was climbing a thick rope, step by small step. She couldn’t get it all, but I was amazed at how far down she went on the long truncheon, her head moving slightly all the way. I knew her tongue was fluttering the whole time.

“Oh, Goddamn! Fuck!” he shouted as his cock sunk into her flexing throat.

She slid her lips back off him and laughed again.

“You didn’t think I could do that, did you,” she said breathily.

“Nobody ever has,” he said, now looking down at her again.

“I didn’t think I could do it either. And I never have before.”

I winced a bit with the truth of that admission. Her few attempts at giving me a blowjob had been very delicate affairs, never anything close to taking me deep into her throat as she had just done with Mr. Clean here.

Before I could think any more about that, she was sucking his cock again, taking it deep into her throat, deeper even than the first time, with more ease. If possible, she was even more eager, as if she were competing in some blowjob contest. He grabbed her hair, holding it tight but not pulling or forcing her at all. It was if her hair was the handle grip on some thrill ride and he needed to hold on to keep from falling. Soon his hips started to flex, then to thrust, almost involuntarily.

“No, baby, no pushee,” she said, pressing her palm against his pubic mound as she pulled her mouth off him. He said nothing, and just kept breathing loudly, still flexing his hips, his rampant erection throbbing in the cool air, jutting proudly toward the sky.

She gripped his thick tube again and pulled it down toward her glistening lips. As her tongue stretched out to touch him, he suddenly thrust his cock forward, bumping the thick pole firmly against her wet tongue and lips. “What’s the matter, baby, didn’t you hear me? You need to control yourself. You don’t want to hurt me now, do you?”

“I’m sorry, I can’t help it. I’ll try not to do that again.”

“Here, let’s get in bed. You lie on your back.”

He walked to the bed and lay down on it. I was facing the foot of the bed, and Sara now had her back to me. He was looking at her, and would only have had to look away a little bit to see my face peering through the doorway. But his attention, naturally, was focused intently on her as she began removing the few clothes on her body.

Facing him, she slowly removed the sheer cover-up (why do they call it a cover-up when it doesn’t really cover any thing, I wondered). The skimpy bikini she then began to remove was one I had purchased with her while on a vacation in Hawaii. Instead of the blue, tropical print that covered her breasts and pussy in front, all I saw were the strings in back--the bra, the waistband, the g-string stretched between her tight cheeks. She had never worn this revealing outfit except by our pool at home.

Two worshiping men watched, he inches from her and I peering secretly from behind the door, as she slowly untied the string of the bra at the front and let it fall from her shoulders to the floor. Her beautifully tan back always excited me. She was long, lean, and her muscular back was uniquely erotic in a savage kind of way. I knew without seeing that the nipples on her small, firm breasts were pointing deliciously at Mr. Nice Guy, who was laying in my spot on the bed, naked with his oversized sex organ dripping juice into his navel. Sara then untied the knot on the right side of her waist and dropped the remaining vestige of modesty to our bedroom carpet. She stood for a few seconds as they stared at each other. Then she climbed onto our marital bed, and crawled across it to join this stranger.


TGIF



I hope you enjoy my latest audio from my Friday playtime. 

I enjoy getting all the positive feedback, but would love to hear from some of the ladies on literotica.

Have a great weekend; mine started out great. ;)

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TGIF



I realize many people think it's sick but I love women's feet, particularly their pretty painted toes.  There just isn't anything as sexy as a young woman's toes sticking through a pair of open toe high heels especially if the nails are painted red and with maybe a toe ring or two.  When I see a woman dressed like this, I try not to stare but I at least have to steal a peek as often as I can get away with it.

I'd be lying if I didn't admit the main reason my secretary got her job was that she interviewed wearing five-inch heels with open toes including the red nails I love and a toe ring on each foot.  As she casually talked she let her foot slip out of her shoe where it dangled delicately off the end of her toes.  I know I was staring but I couldn't stop, my mouth was dry and I just hoped my erection was not oblivious.  I swear I felt if I was the one in interview not her other way around.  When all of a sudden her shoe dropped off her foot I dropped to my knees and asked permission to assist her in putting it back on.  I was afraid to look her in the eye fearing an expression of disgust on her face but she did say, "As you wish." 

She was not wearing nylons and as I held her bare foot, I noticed the faint sheen of perspiration on it.  I gently slipped the shoe back on her lovely foot using all my will power not to kiss it first.  Once done I happened to look up her dress and got just a glimpse of her pink panties peeking between her thighs.  She thanked me and called me a true gentleman and I told her the pleasure was mine.  After that episode, there was no way I could conduct an appropriate interview so I just told her the job was hers.  She gave me a proper handshake thanking me again and I told her she could start Monday.  After she left, I rubbed my penis to orgasm while sitting at my desk.     

The whole weekend all I did was think of Miss Mona Lansbury and the sexy foot I held in my hand.  My penis was so sore from the abuse I gave it I finally had to stop playing with myself.  I couldn't wait for Monday and I don't think a got an hour's sleep Sunday night.  I knew I was heading down a dangerous road in the work place but there was no way I could stop it.

I can't tell you what I thought she'd wear Monday but believe me, boots up to her knees was not it.  Don't get me wrong they were sexy and she looked stunning in them but I was disappointed that I didn't get to see those lovely toes.  Lucky for me Miss Lansbury turned out to be more than adequate as a secretary and she transitioned into her job with ease as the day went by without a hitch.  At quitting time, when Miss Lansbury came in to say good-bye she mentioned she didn't have a ride home and wanted to know if I knew the bus route by the office.  I said nonsense I would be glad to take her home and we left together in my private elevator.

On the way to her place, we shared light conversation; she told me she had a boyfriend who who had borrowed her car to go out of town to see his mother.  I told her I was unattached at this time not mentioning I hadn't had a steady girl in years.  Since we were both alone for the evening, she invited me to stay for dinner as a payback for the ride home.  Inside, I told her I couldn't allow her to go to that much trouble, as I knew she must be tired after her first day on the job.  I suggested we share a pizza, which she thought was an excellent idea.  She admitted that although she wasn't that tired her feet were killing her due to wearing boots all day.  I informed her it was her lucky day as I was an expert foot massager and offered my services as we waited for our pizza.  She gave me a mysterious smile then simply sat down and offered me a booted foot.

I was almost dizzy with lust as I knelt before her to slide her boots off .  I sat on the couch and she placed her feet in my lap, I picked one up and began a gentle massage.  They were hot and sweaty with just a tinge of aroma yet felt so soft in my hands.  I was concentrating so much to my duty I didn't notice for a second or two that she had placed her other foot on my crotch.  Just as I was beginning to worry that I might erupt in a soaring climax, I was saved by the bell, so to speak.  She said it must be the pizza and I jumped up saying I'd take care of it, it was only after I saw her smile that I realized my erection was pushing my trousers out obscenely.  

I told her to sit and relax and after getting directions, I brought plates, glasses, and a bottle of wine she had.  I served her pizza and poured her some wine but I went back to her foot massage.
"So you're the type of man who has dessert first I see." 
Her statement meant that she saw through my charade and so I quit pretending and began to worship her feet in earnest.  After the massage, I kissed each toe and after seeing this did not bother her I began to suck them intensely.  For those of you not into foot worship let me tell you about the index toe, which is next to the big one.  If you put this toe in your mouth and then while you gently suck it just flick the tip with your tongue both you and the owner of said toe, will swear you are sucking her clit.  As I did this very thing to Miss Lansbury, she moaned and I believe she might even have orgasmed just a little bit.  Up to that point, I think she realized that I had a foot fetish and had allowed me her feet more as a curiosity but now she understood we were committing a sexual act.  She  placed her feet on the floor and with some embarrassment thanked me for her massage.  I could see she now felt uneasy so I hastily made my excuses and left her apartment.  

Miss Lansbury stayed in my employment for only a short while after that incident leaving the company to marry her boyfriend.  We never discussed the so-called 'elephant in the room' that was our night of frenzied foot worship and massage but that didn't mean that it wasn't on my mine every time I saw her in her open toed heels.  I just hope it was on hers, as I know she enjoyed it almost as much as I did.



TGIF!



I awoke this morning feeling great. It was Friday!, and today at my job promised to be very quite, my boss after all was out of town. During my shower I even found myself humming, the drudgery of shaving my legs was almost pleasant. I finished my shower by carefully removing the small growth of hair around the opening of my crotch. I dried myself, applied makeup, a spritz of perfume, and then to the bedroom to dress. I still had plenty of time so I treated myself to another cup of coffee, lit a cigarette, and turned on the TV to catch the local news. As I was beginning to put my pantyhose on the weatherman announced another scorcher of a day, 102 degrees, no relief. This little Texas girl immediately began to unroll her hose. Forget the panties too, I told myself, a nice cotton sundress would be plenty. Brushing my hair out I began wrapping up the small things to do at home before I left, dog out to do her business, note to kids for chores after they arrived from school, rinsing the coffee pot, etc. By the time I left for work, 7:30 am, I was glad I had watched TV, already 84, no sticky legs and butt today.

The office was a welcome quite. I contemplated saying the hell with it and going home early, but being the only one there, decided against it. I emailed my baby in Florida, teasing him with subtle hints of how I needed his body NOW. Around 10:00 am I was completely bored and decided my desk and it's drawers needed to be more organized. I was just about through with my reorganization and seriously considering leaving for today when in walked one of the best looking, well dressed men I had ever seen. He was tall with a deep tan, late thirties, a briefcase was in his left hand. On his right was an extremely attractive yet very professional looking woman. He introduced himself as Christopher Pikes, and his assistant Christine Walker. I inwardly smiled as I thought "how cute, Chris and Chrissy." 

May I help you I asked, looking at them from behind my mountain of organized labor that had yet to be stowed. Yes he said, I represent Lawrence McCall of....he did not have to finish. The McCall Foundation was our largest and most lucrative accounts. Diversivied to the max, his firms represented easily 10 percent of our accounting firms gross. I immediately stood and extended my hand, hello Mr. Pikes, I'm Kelley, Mr. Cranes assistant. He is out of town today, is there anything I can do for you? He grasped my hand with his well manicured one, his grip strong and assured. Yes I'm sure you can, I'm in town today through Sunday and thought that I might attain my clients' preliminary corporate and personal tax returns so that I could delivery them to him Monday morning. My mind was reeling while he was speaking, my eyes drifted over to Christine, I swear I could smell a light vanilla ish fragrance surrounding her. It was subtle, yet enchanting. Oh yes of course Mr. Pikes, I have been working on them all morning and should be done with them by this afternoon I lied. Fantastic he smiled, please have your courier drop them off at the Hilton. I'll see to it myself, I said, say around 4 this afternoon? That would be great. He smiled looked into my eyes and extended his hand, Christine did the same, her hand very feminine, nails perfectly sculpted.

They left, FUCK I screamed into the empty office. There goes a perfectly good Friday, to no one in particular. Throughout the course of the next four hours, my mind constantly went back to Mr. Christopher Pikes. He was a hunk, the self assured, rich and pleasant man that women want to have babies with! I finished the returns, went to the ladies room in our office building to freshen up. Looking at myself in the mirror I noticed the two hard nipple impressions in my dress top. Oh my god, I was really beginning to get turned on just thinking about seeing this man again. I now could feel the warmth spreading its way through my pussy. Forget this I thought, and left for the Hilton. Arriving at the front desk I asked for Mr. Pikes' room. To my shock the clerk asked if I was Ms. Tempra. Yes I replied hesitantly, and he informed me that Mr. Pikes was awaiting my arrival in the lounge. I laughed to myself, hell the clerk could have thought I was a call girl or something!

The lounge was dimly lit and as my eyes adjusted I could make out various well dressed people. Ms. Temp, over here. I turned to see Mr. Pikes and Christine in a corner booth. I smiled, waved, and walked over. Hello Mr. Pikes, Christine. He quickly said, please, it's Chris, and thank you so much for personally handling these returns. My pleasure I assured him. Sit down, what are you drinking. It was a request more than a offer and I was ready for a drink. Chablis, please, thank you I said, and Christine made her way to the bar, returning with fresh drinks for all. She now sat on the outside of me, placing me between them. Chris and Christine made great company, we discussed business related topics and various other subjects. The alcohol was beginning to loosen our tongues and soon our inhibitions. A soft hand began to rub the inside of my lower thigh, my legs opened just a little, allowing the caress. I turned more towards Chris, again opening my legs a little more. Soon another hand began rubbing my other thigh, the wine caught in my throat as I knew Christine was the culprit of this one. I swallowed my wine and slowly turned my head towards Christine, again sensing that subtle bewitching scent of hers. 

She was absolutely stunning. The pinned up tight hair was now replace with mid back raven locks, silky and beautiful. Both hands were now working my thighs, probing my wet freshly shaven (thank god) pussy lips. Damn, I couldn't help but respond, two of the most beautiful people I had met were placing me on the verge of orgasm. Soft music prevailed in the lounge, muffling out the soft moans escaping from my lips. Christine placed her lips to my neck, my head falling back, she between light bites, whispering, cum for me Kelley. Many fingers began fucking my wanton pussy, others pinching and pulling my extending clit, my hips rocking back and forth. My first orgasm made me cry out causing Chris to kiss me deeply, stifling my moans. My pussy pulsed as wave after wave rocked my crotch. A wet finger then forced its way deep into my ass causing my next orgasm to send my ass sliding down the soaked booth seat. I was almost screaming into his mouth, the pleasure so intense. The fingers in my ass were completely embedded as I slid further down the bench. I could feel a light sheen of sweat covering my entire body. Chris broke his kiss, the fingers slowly withdrawn from my soaked pussy and tight ass. I recovered and sat back up, just a lady having a drink I smiled to myself, when Christine asked would I like to join her and Chris in her room for a drink.

The room was plush, one of the nicest I had seen. A marbled floor entrance that gave way to an elegantly furnished living area. A bedroom on either side, french doors open, both showing king size beds, made a nice finishing touch. Chablis or something else, Christine asked? Chablis was fine I answered not wanting to mix my alcohol and make a fuzzy remembrance. She room serviced a bottle of wine for me and began the task of making Chris and herself drinks. Christine gave Chris his drink and excused herself, padding off to the bedroom, presumably to the restroom. Chris slipped off his jacket and began loosening his tie, sitting on the couch, asking if I would like to sit. With a slight pat of his hand on the sofa seat, I sat next to him, no more unsure of what was to come. I've never called a man beautiful before until now, easily 6'3", slight but firm build, dark eyes with a rich deep tan. As he removed his tie, unbuttoning the first two buttons of his shirt, I noticed a light tuff of chest hair spill over. 

My wine arrived and he signed the bill then poured me a tall glass. I sipped the wine, he his drink, his long arm resting on the back of the couch, absently twirling my blonde hair. He pulled my head to his, thick full lips pressing against mine and began to kiss me. His tongue was long and thick, sweet from his drink as he began to probe the inner depths of my mouth. My arms went around his shoulders, pulling him deeper into my mouth, savoring this deep slow kiss. Our bodies began to move against each other, I needed to feel his naked skin against mine and pulled back from our kiss, my breath coming in shallow bursts. I began to unbutton his shirt, one by one, kissing my way through his chest, sucking and biting his harding nipples into my mouth. His hand found its way to my ever widening legs, giving him full easy access to my soaked crotch. My pussy danced to the manipulation of his long fingers, my clit lengthening, begging for his talented touch. I continued as I could to finish his shirt, lifting up to remove it from his tanned body. I pulled him up, unbuckled his trousers and lowered them to the floor.

I was standing with him, in one swoop my dress was off my body, revealing my small pert breasts, nipples screaming to be sucked, and a almost hairless blond pussy, lips wet and swollen with desire. God damn I was on fire. Lowering my gaze to his boxer shorts, I could make out his cock, pushing the fabric to the point of splitting, a dark wet spot visible. I lowered his shorts and my body down, and gasped. In front of my face was the most amazing cock I had ever seen. It's girth was thick, maybe the size of the cola cans that I drink at work. At least 9 inches, the light brown dick was throbbing, its massive head dripping with precum. I wet my lips, held his cock in my tiny hand, and began licking his shaft with long slow wet strokes, purposely staying away from his wet head. My eyes drifted up to him, his hands caressing my hair, his head back, eyes closed, breath coming in gasps. I cupped his huge balls, squeezing them, feeling the load of cum stuffed in his big nuts. 

I teased him for as long as I thought he could stand, then opened my mouth and throat, tasting his sweet precum, sinking his cock ever so slowly into my mouth, pressing my tongue, swirling it around his impressive shaft, I began to deep throat him. He was moaning loudly, calling my name as I just as slow began to rise from his cock, bringing my mouth to the tip of his head, sucking the precum pouring from his dick into my mouth. I ever so patiently began the ritual again, this time even slower, one hand squeezing his balls, the other lightly fingering his asshole with the tips of my fingernails. His hips bucked wildly, his nuts rose and fell in my hand, I sank my mouth over his entire cock and plunged one, then two fingers deep into his ass. His first shot of cum almost made me choke. Thick and massive it ran past the back of my tongue, spraying my throat. I pulled back and let him shoot the next load into my hungry slutty mouth, pumping his shaft with one hand, fucking his tight ass with the other. Another massive load of cum dumped into my greedy mouth, followed by another, and another. 

I swallowed hard and fast but cum was freely flowing from my mouth, down to my tits and onto my knees, resting on the floor. His legs weakened and he fell to the couch, I held on to his massive pole, now disengaged from my mouth, as he continued to cum all over my face and tits. I looked up into his face after he finished, removing my fingers from his ass, licking the cum from them that had flowed over them. He was looking down, reaching for me, kissing me, licking his thick spew from my face and tits. Christine cleared her throat, standing in the door way, dressed in a black garter, waving us to come to her room with one finger.........

Chris arose on somewhat shaky legs, his softening cock swinging freely between his legs. It was almost mesmerizing to watch his crotch, soft it was still nearly twice as large as I had ever had. The wetness from my mouth and his cum shown in the lights as he made his way towards Christine's bed. I followed, taking in Christine's beauty as we slipped passed her, what could be described as only a wicked smile, lighting up her face. I quickly excused myself and went into the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror, my hands resting on the vanity, shaking. I was only minutes away from what I knew would be the fucking of my life. I reached between my legs, inserting one, then two fingers into my flowing cunt. The pressure of two was driving me crazy and I was about to have a man with a cock the size of my forearm invade me. I almost came from the thought, removed my sticky fingers, and plunged into the shower. Rinsing off quickly, I toweled myself dry and emerged from the bathroom into the bedroom.

Christine looked up from her gaze of Chris's stiffening cock, her hands absently squeezing his balls. Smiling, she motioned me to the bed, come, please tell me just what you did to Chris, I've never seen him cum so quick. I smiled looking at Chris, propped up on pillows, pillows were everywhere. Christine's garter, sans panties, framed her crotch, well trimmed dark hair outlined a gaping wet pink slit. Immediately the vanilla smell engulfed my senses, fanning a new heat between my legs. I wanted to know the source of this fragrance. Crawling up on the impossibly large bed, Christine motioned me to join her, now stroking Chris's beautiful thick veined cock. Lowering her mouth to the slit in his head, she began to taste his cum, swirling it around with her long tongue. I licked and sucked one of his balls deep into my mouth, my tongue flicking over his impossibly large ball. 

Christine began to sink her mouth deeper onto his shaft, eventually swallowing him entirely. His nut popped from my mouth and I met hers, licking her lips, her tongue emerging from her mouth onto his shaft as I sucked at it. She inched up, exposing the bottom of his dick to my tongue. Ever so slowly she proceeded up, me following her, licking his cock where her mouth had just been. Chris was moaning deeply, his ass moving in circles on the silk sheets. Once at the top, we kissed briefly before beginning our journey again, this time me taking him to the back of my throat and Christine leading the way, attempting to wrap her tongue around his shaft. eventually sucking and kissing his heavy balls. With patience we continued this routine, keeping Chris just on the verge of release, then a hard pull straight down on his balls by Christine, ebbing the spillage of his sticky cum. Finally stopping our torture of Chris, Christine rolled me onto my back, quickly between my legs, her long tongue snaking it's way deep into my swollen pussy, then forcing it's way into my ass. As quickly as she started she stopped. NO I almost screamed, my god I NEEDED to cum.

She removed her now wet face from my fragrant crotch. Chris had gotten up, gone to the end of the bed and began to pull me across the silky sheets, my legs spread wide, exposing my desire fully to his view. He was standing at the end of the bed, holding my legs spread on either side of his body, his cock at full attention, the head resting heavily on my wet slit. Are you ready for me to fuck you Kelley, he asked. I almost came, but all I could do it seemed was tense up my ass, awaiting the assault of his massive tool. Christine was now on the end of the bed, holding him, rubbing his cock head up and down my pussy, hitting my clit, making me moan out loud, wanting my fuck. I opened my eyes, looking down at the incredibly sexy scene between my legs, high and open. Christine began to place his enormous head at the entrance to my cunt. Never taking his eyes from mine, Chris began to push, using his leverage of standing to force the head into my pussy. I felt him enter, and cried stop, only the head into my cunt and I almost passed out. The pain was soon replaced with an incredible fullness, unbelievable pleasure and pressure as he rocked back and forth into my pussy, maybe two inches deep.

My cunt was on fire, stretching to accommodate him, lubricating his invading member. He continued to push into my pussy, three four then five of his 9 inches and I came. His cock completely stretched me as I cried out, dragging my clit into my pussy as he sank deeper. I began to tell him to slow, no , no more. Christine then sank onto my face, her large protruding wet pussy lips muffling my cries as Chris continued to sink his cock into my depths. Christine was humping my face now, using it, cumming with animal cries, and still Chris continued. He finally buried his bull cock into my overly stretched pussy and began to withdraw. The vanilla smell source was revealed as Christine's orgasm subsided, but not her use of my face and tongue. At Christine's urging, Chris began to pummel my fucked pussy, driving deeper and deeper into my cunt, my next orgasm made me scream into Christine's musky pussy, Chris began fucking me even harder as Christine came again. My god, this was insane, never had I been fucked so thoroughly before. Christine removed herself from my face, urging Chris on by standing behind him, cupping his rising heavy balls, the other hand stroking my clit. Chris began his final thrusts, each one burying itself still deeper into my cunt, his balls slapping my ass with each stroke. With his head thrown back and mouth open he yelled he was cumming. His balls unloaded stream after stream of thick hot spunk into depths no man had touched before. Removing his cock, Christine's mouth replace my pussy as she sucked his boiling gism from his heaving balls. She then dove into my cum filled pussy, licking wildly at his cum, my clit, her nails buried in my ass as I came again. I felt completely spent.

My legs were numb, my pussy was throbbing, my last orgasm finally subsiding as Christine completed her task of licking Chris's cum from my cunt. She lifted her head from my crotch, cum visible on her lips and chin and went into the bathroom. As I lay there listening to her shower run, I wondered how long they had planned this or had they. It really didn't matter, I had lost count of my orgasms and never had I felt better about being a woman. I looked up at Chris, lying back on the bed, my view of his eyes slightly obstructed by his beautiful cock and balls. He smiled and asked if I wanted a wine. Yes I mumbled and he chuckled. Christine emerged from the bathroom, her head cocked to one side as she brushed her black hair. She yelled for Chris to make her a drink. I watched her comb her hair, her high breasts, hard nipples and long legs were captivating. Although I really didn't have a taste for women, this was an exception. I knew why Chris was with her now, sexy, confident and beautiful. Chris came in with our drinks and I gulped half of my wine before I realized it. I stood and made my way to the shower.

Looking into the mirror, I saw what a well fucked woman looked like. My hair was soaked, my body shiny with sweat and cum. My cunt open as cum ran down my legs. I re-inserted my two fingers into myself, this time sliding in easily. I came out of the shower to find Chris and Christine on the bed, relaxing. I sat on the edge of the bed feeling refreshed, thinking that I should maybe start the process of saying goodbye. Chris made his way to the shower and my thoughts of leaving were soon replaced with Christine's tongue on my neck from behind. I let my head fall back, savoring the softness of this female as she sucked and bit my neck. Incredibly, I began to feel the heat in my crotch again as Christine expertly licked her way around my neck to my breasts, sucking each nipple deep into her mouth, then out again. I laid back on the bed as she worked her thick tongue into my navel, down to my inner thighs, leaving a wet trail behind her. 

She began licking my shaved pussy lips sucking each into her mouth then ever so slowly dipping her tongue into my cunt then dragging it across my clit. I grasped her hair, pulling her deeper into my cunt. She took her time, I liked that, men can go to quick sometimes. I was moaning softly now, my eyes closed shut, head back, knees pulled up to my stomach, giving her complete access to my pussy. I felt the bed shift as she swung her legs around, now a knee on either side of my head. Opening my eyes I saw her beautiful pussy as she began to lower her crotch to my face. The pink large lips and gaping slit, wet with desire had surely been had by Chris' cock on many occasions. I began licking her slit from front to back in slow long strokes, she doing the same to my pussy. Her scent was heavenly, slightly musky with that incredible vanilla smell. I began in earnest with my tongue now, wanting this woman's cum in my mouth. Her tempo on my cunt picked up in unison as we moaned deeply into each others pussy. She lifted her head from my crotch briefly, telling me she was cumming. This drove me over the edge also as I began my orgasm, forcing my tongue deep into her convulsing cunt, lapping up little gushes of her cum as her large lips spread across my mouth and nose.




TGIF!



From behind me I heard Chris, Jesus was all he said, and placed his erect cock at the opening of Christine's cunt. I began licking the underside of his cock as he began his decent into her pussy. The sight and scents were incredible, watching his thick cock disappearing into her pussy, greedily licking his shaft then balls as he groaned. Christine's whole body tensed as he buried his dick in her. Slowly pulling out and just as slow going in, he continued to fuck her as I sucked and licked her sweet juices from his shaft. Christine's face buried in my pussy, her nails dug deep into my thighs as Chris's pace picked up. I was close to cumming again as Chris now began to slam his fat dick harder into her hungry wet cunt. He made a final push into her, his hips jerking hard as he unloaded his hot sticky cum into her pussy. I came for the final time as cum squirted out all around his pistoning cock, he pulling out, dumping still large spurts into my open mouth, face and neck. His hot seed began emptying from Christine's wide open freshly fucked cunt. I sucked and lapped up his cum from her pussy, literally pouring down my throat. Christine's final orgasm pulsed the last of the buried cum from her cunt into my willing mouth, the three of us falling back onto the bed...........

Thoughts consuming me, satisfaction, contentment, and yes a pang of jealousy. No one said a word, each of us I imagine were savoring what I thought was the fucking of my life. Chris got up and arrived with fresh drinks, this time I didn't care, I consumed my wine in two gulps, loving the taste as it mixed and washed down this mans seemingly endless supply of cum. He filled my glass again. Damn I thought, he's cum at least three times and still produces cum like a faucet. My eyes drifted to his hanging balls, wondering what could be left. Looking at the clock I gasped! Four hours had passed! my god I had to get going! As I began lifting myself from the bed Christine spoke up, Kelley, this was incredible. We would love to get together with you anytime we are in town. I replied oh god yes, that was fantastic! Before you take off though there is one little tiny thing I want to ask, and it won't take long I think, OK? Sure, whatever! I mean how could I deny her a small favor. She got up and searched through a bag of hers, then walking back to the bed with what turned out to be silk scarves. I promise this won't take long, just a little fantasy of mine and Chris's as she began tying my wrists with the scarves. My mind screamed, what the hell is she up to, but she wasn't giving me a chance to stop her as she completed the knot on my second wrist. Lay down on the bed sweetie, face down. I shook as I did what she told me, my mind racing with thoughts. She secured first one arm then the other to the front bed posts. I lay there flat, turning my head and watching as she spread my legs, tying them to the end posts. She then placed pillows underneath me, my ass now up in the air. She then straddled my back, lifting my head and tied the last scarf over my mouth, telling me that I may need this. What the fuck is she up to I thought.

My answer came soon, I felt a hand spreading scented oil over my pussy and ass, then a heavily oiled finger probing my asshole. Oh my god, I began trying to speak through the scarf, but I knew my words only sounded muffled. With my ass high in the air under the pillows, I felt the bed sag behind me, then the pressure of Chris's marvelous dick pushing it's way into my cunt. Relieved, I began accepting his shaft into my pussy, as he pushed deeper and o so much deeper into my pussy. Once again, the complete fullness was incredible and I found myself trying to push back against my restraints, wanting, no, needing again to be impaled by his cock. Now completely buried and full, he wasted no time and began fucking me with quick full strokes, pulling almost all the way out only to slam his massive meat deep into me, shoving my head across the silky sheets. My orgasm was quickly building, promising to be intense, completely helpless as this man fucked my pussy, feeling slutty as I craved his balls emptying into my womb. I came, and came hard, Chris never slowing, even fucking me harder. He began pulling out now, slowly, I know he could feel my cunt through it's orgasm, clutching his thick shaft. He continued to withdraw his cock, a wet plopping noise as my pussy lips released it. 

I lay there, now completely drained, I couldn't take anymore, no way. I felt oil being poured onto my ass, looking back as much as I could, I watched as Christine took great pleasure lubing my ass with her fingers. She smiled into my eyes and whispered, now Kelley, this is my part of this fantasy, your going to get fucked. My eyes were wide open as Chris once again got behind me, his cock throbbing as he anticipated what I had just figured out. He placed the head at my ass and grabbed my hips, pulling me hard against him, trying to force his huge member into my ass. As it parted my ass I cried out in pain, cries of no, no, muffled into the scarve, nothing that big could possibly fit there. I could feel the opening of my ass clinching at his shaft and still he pushed deeper. I thought I was going to be split into as inch after inch invaded me. Stop, slower, stop were drowned out in my gag as Chris buried his dick into me. As I felt his balls touch my pussy he stopped, thank god, my asshole continued to clutch at his cock. Goddamn, I thought I was full before!. He began to withdrawn, slowly, and the intense pain was subsiding, the complete fullness still there. I was pushing with my ass, trying to eject this dick from it, and just as I could almost feel the head release, he slammed every inch into me, fucking me with abandon. I cried out, hearing Christine urging him on only cause him to fuck me harder. His hands bruising my hips as he held on tighter, fucking me with hard deep strokes. My pussy was being rubbed back and forth from his thrusting, a crazy orgasm coming quick. As I began cumming, Chris slammed his dick into me the final time, emptying his balls deep into my rectum. I could feel the hot fluid splashing into my bowels, intensifying my orgasm. As his cock continued pulsing into my ass, the last of his spunk spraying my insides, my orgasm subsided. Pulling out, I felt his hot white gism leaking from my asshole, seeping into my crotch. Christine released my gag, my breathing ragged and quick, I couldn't move. As she began untying my restraints she smiled at me, her knowing how I felt, completely fucked. Finally able to stand, I pulled my sundress over my head. I could hardly speak as Chris retrieved a buisness card, placing it into my hand. Christine kissed me full on the lips and squeezed my ass as she thanked me for a wonderful time. I kissed Chris goodbye and gave him my phone number, hoping I would have time to recover before I saw them again. Down the elevator I was thinking TGIF, Thank God I'm Female.



TGIF Dinner Treat?



It was mid-week and three college teens, Lisa, Dawn & Marie went out to a TGIF in Virginia for dinner to celebrate Lisa's 19th and Marie's 18th birthday. Dawn was already 18, had short blonde hair, about 5ft 2", while Lisa was 4ft 11" and Marie was 5ft with both teens having long brunette hair. Dawn's mom, was a nurse at a local hospital and needed the car for work. The other girl’s parents were not available to chauffer, so Dawn’s mom volunteered to pick up Dawn, Lisa and Marie but because of a major four-car accident in the area, was unable to pick them up and that's when Sam appeared.

My name is Sam and I was a stranger to these teens until they were desperate for a ride home. Sam is a salesman and was traveling in the VA area and decided to have dinner at a TGIF. Sam, was seated in a corner table by himself and noticed these three attractive teen teens sitting at a table in front of him. All during dinner, the three teens were flirting with Sam. Every time the blonde, who Sam later learned, was named Dawn, got up to go to the bathroom, would stretch her young nubile body and push out her size 34B-size breasts. Then Marie would leave the table, would look over to Sam and push out her 34A-size breasts. Of course Lisa would repeat what the other teens did pushing out her 36B-size breasts when she would leave, then look over at Sam's table. All three teens were wearing real short shorts with Tank Top, type shirts. Sam's 8-inch penis kept growing all during there show and he was trying to hide his hard on from the waitress but at age 29, these young teens were really doing a number turning Sam on.

In celebration of two of their birthdays a cake was brought to their table by the staff. Everyone started singing Happy Birthday and cheering them on. That's when Sam had his chance to introduce himself to the teens and they thanked him for joining in on the birthday wishes.

Everyone left about the same time when Sam noticed the three teens were waiting outside the restaurant. Sam asked them if everything was ok and Dawn explained that they were out for Lisa and Marie's birthdays and her mom was unable to pick them up, so they needed a ride home. Sam asked Dawn if they needed to get right home or in celebration of Marie and Lisa's birthday, did they want to party in his hotel suite? Dawn looked to both Lisa and Marie then to Sam and said let's party. So, Sam first stopped to pick up a few bottles of Vodka, orange juice and some beer, then drove to his hotel.

Sam sneaked the three teens up the back staircase to his hotel suite and told them to make themselves comfortable. Sam then turned on some soft music and started talking to the three teens. Sam offered the teens drinks, soda from the machine, beer or screwdrivers. Dawn, wanted a screwdriver, Marie went along with Dawn and Lisa asked for a beer. Sam mixed himself a screwdriver but with lots less booze that he added into Dawn and Marie's drinks. Sam asked the teens if they had boyfriends and Marie giggled saying that she didn't but Dawn and Lisa did kind of. Sam asked what that meant and Dawn said that their boyfriends were more college friends’ then actual boyfriends. They soft kissed and felt their tits but nothing more. In other words Sam was lucky to still find three teens over 18 that may still be virgins.

The teens downed their drinks so Sam refilled them with another round. Sam asked the teens if they played poker and suggested they play a few hands. They played the first hand and Marie won, then Sam said that the losers have to drink a shot of vodka, so Dawn, Sam and Lisa each had a shot. The next round Dawn won, and then Sam won. Sam could tell the teens were each getting a good buzz so Sam suggested that they change the rules to strip poker. The three teens looked over to Sam noticing the bulge in his shorts and all three agreed to play.

Lisa lost the first hand. Since everyone removed his or her shoes from the start, Lisa was forced to remove her tank top first, leaving her in just her bra. So, Lisa was at first shy but with Dawn and Marie's coaching, it made it easier for Lisa to remove her top. Sam lost the next hand and removed his shirt, then Dawn lost the next hand and whipped off her top, she wasn't wearing a bra so Sam was able to see her nice tanned tits with white areolas. Sam’s penis was straining in his pants so he took this opportunity to get up, adjust the bulge in his pants and refill the teens and his drinks. The game continued until Lisa was down to her pink brief cut style panties, Dawn was down to her black lace string bikini style panties, Marie was down to her white thong panties and Sam was down to his Hanes mid-cut briefs.

With the booze effecting the teens, they were now starting to each giggle at each other's choice for this occasion of panties plus they were looking at the tip of Sam's 8" hard on sticking out the top on his briefs. Sam could tell that the teens were starting to loose some of their inhibitions. Marie lost the next hand and was the first to loose her panties, so, she stood up and did a slow strip for the group. Then Dawn lost the next hand and not to be outdone by Marie did a slow sexy strip and so that he could help remove her panties took Sam's hands into her own. Sam lost his briefs, next and Lisa helped him remove them then Lisa lost the last hand and Dawn, Marie and Sam ripped her panties from her body.

Sam went over to each girl individually and gave them each a very wet kiss then slowly gave each girl a quick massage on their breasts. Each girl responded to Sam's kiss and gentle touch. Sam noticed that their nipples became erect from his touch, 

So Sam announced that the girl who looses the next hand would be the first to loose their virginity while the other two teens watch and learn for their turn with Sam. Lisa, Dawn and Marie each agreed and all three were trying to loose this hand, when Lisa didn't even get any pairs and thus lost this hand.

Sam carried Lisa over to the bed, with Dawn and Marie following them over. Sam explained to the teens about kissing around the face, then started kissing Lisa's face, neck, ears and slowly down to her nubile breasts. Lisa' bulging mounds of soft feminine flesh, with nipples that were hard and erect surrounded by the most beautiful pink circles of flesh fading to the beautiful white of her skin felt great in Sam's mouth.

This was too much for Sam, having three young beautiful nude teens in bed with him and turning Lisa on that he almost blew his load on Lisa. It took all of Sam's control not to cum. Lisa was responding to Sam's tongue licking her breasts, she never had this experience before but she was enjoying it but couldn't understand why her pussy was getting wet. Meanwhile Dawn and Marie started touching each other’s breasts while watching Sam and their friend Lisa get it on. 

Sam gently probed Lisa's vagina with his finger and once again felt that delicate membrane, he was able to fit two of his fingers through the membrane, but since Lisa was getting wetter with each thrust of his fingers, Sam knew the time was close to enter her virgin pussy.

Sam explained to the three teens that he was going to slowly enter Lisa, and that at first it will hurt her a little but the pain will ease with time. While Lisa was getting her cherry popped, Dawn and Marie watched to provide moral and verbal support to their friend. Then Dawn and Marie started into a "69" while watching Sam pop Lisa's cherry. Sam noticed that Dawn and Marie were very relaxed with each other and knew what they were doing with each other. Sam could tell that this was not their first lesbian relationship with each other.

Sam slowly entered Lisa's virgin pussy with his 8-inch penis, stopping at her delicate membrane. Sam then thrusted a few more times before tearing her hymen and taking her virginity. Lisa moaned a little and winced some at the pain as Sam eased back out, of her now non-virgin pussy. As Sam eased his 8-inch erect penis out of Lisa he noticed that their was some blood on his penis. Dawn and Marie also noticed the blood and grew concerned over Lisa. Lisa felt like she was in heaven and told Sam to get back in and to start fucking her. 

Dawn and Marie took this as a sign that Lisa was ok and resumed their lesbian lovemaking as Sam was re-entering Lisa's pussy so she could have her first of many orgasms. Sam could not take hold back much longer and after Lisa had her first orgasm, he started cumin spewing his semen into her pussy. Sam took Lisa into his arms, holding her with Dawn and Marie joining their friend. Both teens asked Lisa how she felt and Lisa told them that she hasn't felt better but was just a little sore down below.

From all the liquid that she drank, Lisa had to pee real bad so she ran to the bathroom to pee and clean up from Sam’s cum and her own blood/juices. Dawn then asked Sam if he would pop her asshole cherry first before popping her virgin vagina. To clean his penis before entering Dawn's asshole, Sam had Lisa bring him a washcloth from the bathroom. Sam then had Lisa and Marie use their tongues to lube up Dawn's asshole to make it easier for him to enter her. Both teens started licking their girlfriend's asshole like it was a lollypop.

While Lisa and Marie were getting Dawn's asshole ready for Sam, Sam was busy kissing Dawn, her breasts and fingering her pussy. Sam wanted this one hot for his penis. When Sam felt that Dawn was ready for him to enter her asshole, he had her get up on the bed doggy style, meanwhile Marie was asking Lisa about how it felt to have her hymen torn away and what it felt like before and after. With all this new sex going around her, Marie was getting excited and very horny. Sam had Dawn stick her asshole up and he very slowly entered the teen's asshole. Dawn's sphincter muscle were very slow to respond to his 8-inch penis so Sam took his time and asked Lisa to start licking Dawn's pussy and Marie to lick her tits.

This action started making Dawn hornier and her sphincter muscles started relaxing more allowing Sam to enter her virgin asshole. Sam was enjoying this tight asshole and was now able to get about 5 inches in. Sam started moving in and out now more freely until he had almost 6 inches inside Dawn's asshole.

Meanwhile Dawn was responding to her friends licking her tits and pussy and Sam in her asshole. Dawn started bucking her body, knocking poor Lisa off the bed but bringing Sam's full 8-inches into her asshole. Sam started riding Dawn's asshole, placing several fingers into her pussy. Sam started thrusting his fingers in Dawn's pussy to the same speed as his penis was thrusting in her asshole. Dawn started screaming out that she was cumin and Sam noticed that her pussy was very wet so he let her have her first orgasm from anal penetration.

Sam pulled out of Dawn's pussy, gripped the wash cloth and cleaned off his penis, then quickly rolled Dawn on her back and entered her virgin pussy, quickly taking her virginity. Dawn was so exciting from her previous orgasm that she did not even, feel her hymen being broken by Sam. Sam was so excited that he started spewing his semen in Dawn's pussy, which was mixing with her blood. From all this excitement, Marie was off on the side of the bed playing with her pussy, while Lisa just drifted off to sleep on the couch.

Sam allowed Dawn and himself to come down slowly from their sexual high. Sam needed to take a break from having sex with two young teens within a few hours of each other. Sam was having a great time with these teens but he knew that Marie was next and he thought she would be the most nervous of the three.

Meanwhile, Dawn noticed her friend Marie was playing with herself, so she moved away from Sam to start licking Marie's pussy lips and clit. Marie took hold her Dawn's head and pushed it into her groin, letting Dawn know that she needed some great tongue action. Dawn gently and slowly licked her friend's pussy, they have been doing this to each other since they were 11, and therefore, Dawn was familiar with Marie's body. Sam just watched the two teens together until his battery was charged and his penis started getting hard again. As Dawn's lips were on Marie's pussy, Marie's hands were rubbing her own breasts. Marie's body started bucking and her groin area was moving up and down off the bed, with Dawn's head staying in place matching each movement her friend's body made. Marie started having an orgasm, and even squirted out some pussy juice into Dawn's mouth with some of it leaking unto the bed.

After watching how Marie came, Sam could not wait any longer and knew that this would be the best time to enter Marie's virgin but very wet pussy. Sam motioned Dawn to move from her friend's pussy and he took Dawn's place over Marie, placing his penis at her pussy. Sam slowly entered Marie, stopping at her membrane, and then asked her if she was ready and Marie whispered ready as I'll ever be Sam. Dawn watched Sam push into Marie's pussy and saw, Marie's eyes wince as her hymen was torn. Dawn asked Marie if she was OK and Marie nodded that she felt great. Sam took that as a positive sign and started moving in and out of Marie's pussy at a faster pace. Marie was enjoying Sam in her pussy, she never thought it would feel so great and could not understand why she agreed with her girlfriends to wait to have her cherry popped instead of doing it earlier in her life. However, Marie was happy that she waited to have a 29 year old with experience pop her cherry rather then someone her own age in college without experience and would just get his own nuts off and care less about Marie’s satisfaction and pain.

Marie came several more times until Sam's semen entered this young teens unprotected pussy and finally Sam exploded with his biggest orgasm of the evening. Sam, Marie and Dawn all cuddled together on the bed looking over at Lisa on the couch.

Marie left to use the bathroom and on her way back woke up Lisa to come to bed and join Dawn, Sam and herself for one final joint orgy before finally getting some sleep. At 10:00 am there was a knock at the door, with someone yelling maid service. Sam jumped out of bed and ran to the door yelling to the housekeeping lady to come back later. OK, bye said the lady. Sam got the teens up and they all went into the small hotel shower. 

Lisa and Marie were washing each other's body while Sam gave Dawn's body a tongue washing, Lisa and Marie yelled out to Sam how about them, so Sam said that he would need help, so, he started licking one of Marie's breasts while Dawn sucked Lisa' breast. Marie asked Sam to soap her asshole up real good and clean, then told him that she wanted her asshole cherry popped before she went back home today.

Sam told Marie that it would be his pleasure to accommodate her asshole. Dawn and Lisa remained playing in the shower while Marie and Sam left to head back to the bed with very crumbled and stained sheets. First Sam slowly made love to Marie, kissing her lips, teaching her the correct way to French kiss, then Sam asked Marie if she knew what a blowjob was? Marie was not sure and Sam told her it was like what she did with Dawn but with his penis instead. Marie said she would try it and went down to Sam's penis, which wasn't yet erect and started licking it. Sam told Marie to be gentle with his penis and to manipulate the top of the head with her tongue and slowly suck it into her mouth. Sam could not believe how great it felt getting a blowjob from this 18-year old virgin girl's mouth.

Dawn and Lisa came out of the bathroom and Lisa yelled out to Dawn, look Marie is learning how to give head so Dawn with Lisa joined their friend Marie at Sam's penis. Now Sam had three tongues on his penis and it grew to its 8" inch erect size. While Marie was moving her mouth, stuffed with Sam's penis, up and down Dawn and Lisa went at his balls. Sam could not handle it and told the three teens that he was about to cum. Marie kept at it going faster with Dawn and Lisa licking/sucking at his balls. Sam blew the biggest load yet and Marie tried to drink as much of it as possible but it was too much for her small mouth, so Dawn and Lisa took the balance of Sam's drippings from Marie's mouth. 

Sam then instructed Dawn and Lisa to use some of his semen on Marie's asshole so that she could be lubed and ready for him to cherry pop her asshole. Sam then instructed Marie to get on all fours and he then mounted her, very slowly from the rear. Marie's sphincter muscle opened up and adjusted to Sam's penis. Sam could not believe how easy it was for this 18-year-old girl to accept his penis in her asshole. Marie was enjoying the feeling in her asshole and told Sam to start thrusting faster and deeper. Dawn and Lisa were starting to get excited and wet in their pussies watching their friend get fucked in her asshole, so Lisa brought her body by Marie's mouth and had her start eating out her pussy. Dawn was watching all this action from a chair in the room and brought her legs up and inserted two fingers into her pussy and thumb in her own asshole. Dawn slowly stroked her outer lips, then her clit, then moved her fingers into her asshole, replacing her thumb then back around to her pussy. Dawn was getting herself very excited and emitted a low moan as she had a small orgasm.

While Sam was screwing Marie's asshole, his fingers were busy rubbing her clit plus her pussy. Sam noticed that Marie was enjoying getting her asshole fucked so he decided to just take it slow and long letting it last as long as he could hold out. Sam was glad that Marie gave him the great blowjob prior to him fucking her asshole. Lisa was now sucking Marie's 34A-size breasts and Marie could not take it anymore so she started cumin like crazy. Sam's finger in her pussy was getting wet from the juices that were flowing. Sam now felt himself starting to cum, so he told Marie to hold on and he thrusted into her asshole as fast and deep as possible bringing his balls right up to this girl's asshole. Sam started cumin like there was no tomorrow.

As Sam was cumin there was a loud knock again from the housekeeping lady. Sam yelled out, as best he could, under the circumstances that he would be out of the room within the hour. The housekeeping lady told him that check out time is coming soon and he better be out of the room or he will get the manager. Sam yelled out OK. Sam got out of Marie's asshole and told the teens to hurry up and get cleaned up and he would take them all home.

The teens ran into the bathroom to use a towel and washcloth doing the best they could to make themselves presentable and get dressed. Sam also cleaned up the best he could, got dressed and packed, then brought the teens back down via back staircase to his car. Sam then went to the front desk to check out. On the way to their houses, the teens explained to Sam that Dawn's mom never was planning to pick them up from the TGIF last night. Each girl told her mom or parents that they were sleeping at the others house. Since these teens wanted to be teen sluts, they planned from the beginning, when they were younger, to all loose their virginity on Lisa’s 19th & Marie's 18th birthday and Sam was just the lucky guy who helped in singing happy birthday to Lisa & Marie.

The end

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TGIF Pt. 01



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Biography

I am a transsexual, lesbian: I presently in Montreal, Canada, I have lived and worked in: Israel, United States, Switzerland, and Bulgaria.

I'm an avid photographer and enjoy preparing gourmet meals for friends, and appreciate fine wines.

I have not found anyone that I am deeply in love with yet, but am still looking.

I lost my left leg above the knee due to a work accident.

I did use a prosthesis, but I find it easier to get around on crutches, and occasionally hop to get things.

I am not ashamed to wear short skirts or shorts that show my stump. I think some people get off on seeing it. 

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How I have come to despise the end of the month, closing the books, preparing the financials, etc. When I started at this advertising agency it was small. Success brought more clients and we grew.

Meetings, reports to do and correct. Maybe I should have turned down the promotion if I realized that I would be putting 12 hour days in every month.

I looked at my watch and realized it was 5:30, time to go.

I slipped on my shoe, stood up, took my jacket from the back of my chair, slung my purse over my left shoulder, and headed to the Ladies Room to freshen up.

Leaning my crutches against the wall, I removed my makeup bag from my purse.

To balance myself, I lifted my skirt and placed my short stump on the counter for balance.

Seeing it's reflection in the mirror and how the scar was hardly visible now, reminded me of when I first saw it. It was bruised and swollen, now it looks quite beautiful, if I must say so myself.

Now I know why men and woman are attracted to it.

I took out some baby lotion from my bag and placed it on the counter. In walked Robyn, my assistant. "How was your day?" "Crazy as usual at the close of the month." I answered while staring at her beautiful cleavage. Her blouse's top buttons were undone and I couldn't help but stare.

"Have any plans for the weekend" I asked her? "No, not really, thought I'd just relax after this crazy week."

I noticed that Robyn couldn't stop staring at my stump. She was trying to be discrete about it, but wasn't fairing very well. She noticed the lotion on the counter and asked me what I use it for.

"To massage my stump," I told her. "Can I do it for you; I've never felt anything like that before?"

"If you'd like, it always feels better when someone else massages it." She started at the pocket, the most sensitive place. Still after ten years it is without a doubt one of the most sensitive areas on my body. All the while she was staring into my eyes, and my shapely leg. I was doing the same, plus looking at her beautiful melons. "How I would like to fondle and lick them," I thought to myself. She went slowly and gently. She heard my soft moans, as the sensation became stronger. She reached over and gave me a kiss. We were soon were French kissing each other in the washroom. "What if someone comes in?" I asked her. She reached over and locked the door. How did you know that I am a Lesbian? "It takes one to know one", she answered. "I've kept it discreet, and so did you," I said.

Before I knew it my cunt was dripping wet, she thrust her fingers in to my abyss and gently stroked at first, then more rapidly. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. We each licked her salty, sweet fingers and returned them to my cunt, all the while she was gently rubbing the pocket of my stump.

The feeling of electric shocks and sparks came unexpectedly, my body started shaking and convulsing. The orgasm just came. I held her tightly until my body stopped shaking. I straightened my skirt, my stocking, making sure that the seam ran down the centre of my leg.

Want to go for a drink, I asked. Sure, where? There is a nice Lesbian bar nearby.

It was just a fifteen minute walk to the bar. Upon entering, the bar maid welcomed me with a grin.

"How was your week Jennifer?" she asked? "Busy," I answered.

We slid into a booth, sitting next to each other, with my stump resting against her leg.

Soon Kim came and took our order. While waiting for our drinks, we engaged in some idle talk.

"I didn't realize you were attracted to woman," I said to Robyn. "I hide it well at work," she answered, "I am actually Bi." She reached under my skirt and starting playing with my stump, causing my abyss to get wet again. "I've never been with an amputee before you."

The drinks arrived, just as electric shocks were starting.

We engaged in conversation. Robyn had many questions about being an amputee.

How did I lose my leg, what does it feel like? I tried to answer her questions. I had a car accident about ten years ago, hit by a drunk driver. For a few months I had phantom pain, now occasionally it feels as if the leg is asleep. Sometimes I reach down to scratch an imaginary itch. Where the stump ends, that pocket of skin and no bone, about three inches is the most sensitive. I explain to her that this is where the nerve endings are, and close to the surface. "Why do you ask?" Just curious, she answers. You are not the first to ask, I answer. After a few drinks Robyn suggests we get something to eat. "Do you know of any decent restaurants nearby? There is a decent seafood place not far."

The wind had picked up, and my skirt is wrapping around my stump. I see some people staring, what they have never seen a one legged woman before? I hear a young boy say to his mother, "Look that lady has only one leg.," His mother scolds him, I tell her "it's alright, he is not the first kid so say something." Complete strangers walk up to me and start asking questions, as if it is there business. Or maybe they are devotees, and think that they can get a date.

We dined like royalty, appetizers, entrées, which we shared, a decedent dessert, and of course wine. The conversation was light, nothing heavy. I suggested that we go to my place for a night cap.

The manager was nice enough to call us a cab. I got in first then Robyn. I felt her hand massaging my stump; the taxi driver was watching us in his mirror. I wonder if he had a hard on.

Finally we arrive at my place. My nipples are hard in anticipation of what is to come.

Robyn is a very attractive woman. High cheek bones, long blond hair, and blue eyes. A great dresser, not afraid to show off her ample breasts. "Want something to drink?" I ask. "Sure." What would you like? I have wine, scotch, and vodka. "Vodka sounds fine." I hop to the liquor cabinet, my stump bouncing as I move. I can feel her eyes watching the show. I return to the couch with two drinks. Starring into each other's eyes it's not long before we place our drinks on the table and start kissing.

She thrusts her warm tongue into my mouth; I suck it, and place my tongue in her sweet mouth. I begin licking her ear lobes, then move down to her neck. We are both unbuttoning each other's' shirts.

Robyn starts licking my neck, and slowly moves down my chest, as she unfastens my bra, and I do the same to her. Finally I can see her firm breasts and start rubbing her nipples until they are hard, while licking her breasts all over. We continue enjoying each other's' erogenous zones.

I don't realize that Robyn unbuttoned my skirt. When I stand up it falls to the floor, exposing my panties and stay up stocking. Robyn giggles. "How sexy you look." She says.

I suggest we retire to the bedroom, more room there than on the couch. There on my queen size bed we continue exploring each other's' body. First it's my turn. I lick her earlobes, move down to her long neck. I continue licking her body, when I reach her beautiful breasts I like her nipples, ever so gently. I continue licking the rest of her breasts; I return to her nipples and suck on them until they are hard and erect. Robyn turns me over on my back and starts French kissing me, while whispering in my ear how beautiful I am. Robyn continues licking and sucking all over my body. I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter. She finally reaches my stump, and starts licking and kissing on the top and moves down to the end.

She places two fingers into my cunt, and I feel warm all over, next she reaches for BOB, who is on the night table. After a few minutes of teasing, she gently thrusts it into me. I don't know how, but she found my G spot. My stump is twitching, and my leg is out stretched. While she is doing this I am playing with her clit. We come together, each shacking and twitching. I ask Robyn, "Where did you learn to be such a great lover?" I hop to the liquor cabinet and bring back the bottle of wine. We sip our drinks, all the while gazing into each other's' eyes. "Robyn turns to me and says Ï never made love to an amputee before, this is the best sex I've ever had." We put down our glasses and start again. This time I explore her anus, she moans with delight. Now it is her turn. I can't stop kissing and licking her. I pray that this night never ends. Exhausted we fall asleep in each other's arms.

"Good morning," I said. ""How do you feel" "Great, the best night I've ever had." she responded. "Breakfast, or we take a shower first?" I asked. "Shower."

"You're going to have to help me. I have a bench in the tube that I sit on,we can take it out, you just have to make sure that I don't lose my balance." "Don't worry, I won't let you fall."

Robyn stepped in first, she helped me slide in. We both let the hot water run over us, washing away any hang overs from last night.

I started soaping Robyn, starting at her breasts, I was able to feel her nipples getting hard, as I spent a little more time. I moved down her tight tummy, and started soaping her shaven pussy. She took my hand, and said, "wait, play with it for awhile." I started massaging her lips, feeling it get wet, and wetter. Robyn was holding my with one arm around my back and doing the same. I placed two fingers into her pussy, and started moving in and out, playing with her clit. She was getting wetter and wetter.

I knelt down, holding onto the bar in the tub, started eating her sweet pussy. Moving my tongue in and out, sucking on her clit. With my free hand I rubbed her still soapy nipples. They were getting harder and harder. Her love juices were dripping onto my face, I could feel her coming to climax. She suddenly grabbed my and began to shake, as the electricity of climax woke up every nerve. She held me tight until she stopped shaking. "Showers should be like this always."

She started soaping me, massaging my nipples, until they became hard, worked her way down my body. Soaping my lips, leg and playing with my stump, this just added to the expectation of what was to come. I soon felt her fingers massaging my cunt, and playing with my stump. Robyn was making me drip my juices down my leg and stump. Soon I felt her fingers teasing my clit, setting me up to come. Her tongue took over from her fingers, her warm, wet tongue moving in and out, licking and sucking my clit. I started to shiver all over, my stump took on a life of its own, going in all directions, massaging her pussy, like a big cock. I held her tight. Pressed my pussy and tits next to hers. The electricity moved up and down my body, I held her tight as I came. "I agree, this is the way a shower should be." Once we washed our cum off, we towel dried each other.

"Ready to get dome breakfast?" I know of a nice place not far that serves a great breakfast. We hurriedly got dressed. I lent her some of my clothes, the top was a bit small, so her breasts were more accentuated. I put on a T-top, shorts, and a shoe. I enjoy teasing people with my stump, that's why I sometimes expose it. Ha, Ha. Ready? I ask.

There was a short line when we arrived. To give the people behind us a little show I gyrated my stump, rested it on my crutch, and flexed the bone. I peeked behind me and couldn't help but notice a young man with a bulge in his pants. I laughed to myself, and whispered into Robyn's ear. She turned around and smiled to me. We were seated at a nice table by the window. I sat so that people could see my stump. During breakfast I got some strange stares and expressions of sympathy. Loved it.

After a great breakfast, we went for a drive.

End of Part 1