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Cherry

By: Rum



I've known Cherry since she was a little girl. She was my uncle's "grandchild" in the sense that he was married to her grandmother. He wasn't really her grandfather but was very close to her and her sister, close enough that they called him Papa. As I said, I've known them since childhood so that they both called me uncle. Cherry was the younger of the two. Both girls were bright and pretty. I've always been close the Cherry. Not because of her "smarts' nor her looks, which was always a turn-on, but we just liked each other. Now, don't get this wrong, I liked her older sister, too but Cherry and I just got along very well. At age 15 she was very pretty and still developing into a very attractive woman. At 18 she was still not fully developed but you could tell just how mature she was ...and had a little more to go.

When she was 21, I had to consciously keep my hands to myself. I had a wife that kept me honest. When Cherry was 25, the ball and chain divorced me. I was pretty much run through the emotional wringer. Cherry was very supportive because she had seen what the break-up did to my emotional state.

About 2 years after the divorce we had the occasion to be alone; we were driving to the local mall for something or other. I can't remember what we were going to buy and as it turned out neither one of us cared to remember, either. On the way, we were talking. She was curious about my divorce and I was telling her just how much I was hurt and how it affected me. I told her that I was very lonely and she said that she understood that. I asked her what she meant and she replied that she had recently broken up with her boyfriend. I knew immediately how she felt. She asked me about any other women in my life and I told her that I had "seen" other women but there were no sparks. After I told her that she again said that she knew the feeling. That aroused my curiosity, so I asked her if there were any other men on her horizon. When she turned to me and said that there were none she was obviously hurting but there was tenderness to her answer. I told her that she shouldn't worry too much because she was bright and very pretty. This remark seemed to please her. 

What came next surprised me to my very core. She told me that she always thought the same about me and had always wanted to satisfy her curiosity. Perplexed, I asked her what she meant. She then related that when she was younger she had always wanted to show me how much she cared about me but being married at the time had stopped her from following through with her thoughts. She then said that I wasn't married and she wasn't committed to anyone. Now would be the perfect time to follow through on her fantasy. I looked at her as we pulled into the mall parking lot. She just stared back with a gleam in her eye and a slight smile on her lips. Before I found a parking space, I stopped and asked her if she knew what she was doing. She replied yes immediately and without a pause. I could only stare back at her. She then took command and told me to drive out of the parking lot, and follow her directions. It was quickly evident that she was giving me directions to my apartment.

On the way, neither spoke about the sexual tension that was very evident in the car. She calmly told me which turns to take until we were in my parking lot. Before I shut the car off, I turned to her and gave her a last chance to stop what we both knew would transpire in my apartment. Very confidently, she looked me in the eye and told me to turn the ignition off and follow her. As she walked across the lot I began to get hard just by her manner. I held her hand as we entered the building. As we got to the stairs she took a few faster steps. She led me up the stairs and sashayed her hips. It was a deliberate move on her part; she knew what she was doing. I fumbled with the key in the lock and witnessing my anxiousness gave a little chuckle. I pondered her confident moves from the car to the door and now knew that she was as apprehensive as I was. When the door finally opened and we were inside, she turned and kissed me. Her kiss left no doubt that she was as hot as I was. She backed me up to the door and her tongue parted my lips in one of the sexiest kisses that I had ever experienced. Not to be outdone, I slipped my hands to her hips and followed her curves to her ass. I pressed her to my engorged cock. There was no doubt about our mutual needs.

We continued to kiss while my hands roamed her body. When I slowly moved to her small, firm breasts, I broke the kiss and I told her that we would be more comfortable in the bedroom, she just moaned and joined our lips in a passionate kiss. I needed to be free of our clothing restraints and just picked her up and carried her to our playroom. She never broke the kiss as we melted into each other. Upon reaching my bed, I gently lowered her to her feet. Still she kept her tongue dancing with mine. 

I repeated my hand movement up and down her spine, then to her asscheeks. I lingered there, not pulling her mound to mine. Cherry, in turn, moaned her excitement into my mouth. I didn't pull her close because I wanted to remove her blouse. As I was opening her buttons she slipped her hands down my back to my cheeks. As I got the last button undone she started to do a very erotic massage of my ass cheeks. Her blouse came off in my hands and I tossed it on the foot of the bed. She took one step back and let my gaze fall to her small globes encased in her bra. I told her that it too would have to be removed, because I wanted to look at her magnificent tits. She started to put her hands to her back to undo the clasp. They never made it to the clasp, though. I grabbed her arms and told her that I would do the honors. She dropped her arms and told me that turn-about is fair play. 

I nodded and laid my lips to hers as I reached for the clasp. Back in my embrace the bra slid off of her shoulders and was tossed after her blouse. I continued the kiss as I massaged her back then moved my hands to her sides and felt the breasts crushed to my chest. In this position I was only able to feel their roundness from the sides. As I broke the kiss, I moved slightly back. Her tits were beautiful. They were kind of small, about a size 36 I guessed, but oh so sweetly shaped. Her nipples were excited, hard and a light shade of brown. Brown nipples have always turned me on, I told her. She just smiled and started to unbutton my shirt. I played with her nipples and cupped her perfectly formed breasts. I knew that I was doing all the right things to her tits because she moaned and gazed into my eyes while she finished removing my shirt. I then took over by opening her belt and jeans. When they fell to her knees, I just slithered down her torso licking and kissing as I went. I halted at her boobs and concentrated on making those beautiful nips harder than diamonds. I didn't have to do it for long...they were already as excited as they could possibly get. I stayed for a short while anyway. I wanted to make this last and apparently so did she. Her moans told of her ecstasy. After worshiping at her nipples for what seemed and felt like hours, I continued lower until I met her navel. I swiped my tongue in and around the button. I did this for only a little while because I had another destination in mind. As I moved my mouth towards her mound I was lightly stroking her well-shaped legs.

Reaching her mound, I could feel her pubic hair through the cotton barrier. I continued rubbing her mound with my chin as she ground that love grotto into my face. Her sounds from above told me that I was supplying the right amount of pleasure. I could feel the wetness in her panties but I continued my actions. As I was doing this I slipped her jeans from her feet and left them where they were after she stepped out of them. Here I was, a fifty year old guy making a woman half my age moan and grind her cunt into my face. I loved the feelings that I was giving her. She made the next move by skinning her panties to her knees. I kept moving my chin into her mound. As her briefs went past her thighs, I was fully exposed to her excitement. The aroma from her pussy made me aware of how excited she was. The dampness in her cunt hair only made me want more. I was in heaven as her scent wafted up to me. I then moved down and took her panties in my mouth and held them there as I lifted her left leg free, then her right leg. I was awash in her scent from the damp briefs. I dropped them and turned to her bush.

She started to part he legs. I was very aroused to see her lips parting in anticipation of further pleasure. I didn't want to disappoint her and moved into the hairs of her pussy. I kissed every inch of her bush while applying light caresses to her legs. Moving to the insides of her legs, I slowly moved them farther apart to allow me to stick out my tongue and lightly lick her lips. This made her shudder and moan loudly. Something told me that no one had ever gone down on her so I continued to lightly lick just her lips. I wanted it to last...for her and for me. I loved the smell of her excitement. Cherry was pretty well worked up and it was very clear to me because her lips were becoming moist with her lubrication. The taste was getting to me, hers was the sweetest pussy I ever ate and I loved doing this for her because of the clues to her arousal. Her scent and wetness increased exponentially and only increased my arousal and desire to get her off with my lips and tongue.

Her legs were trembling under my caresses and she started to thrust her hips into my face. Thrusting in this way angled her cunt to me. I didn't waste her unspoken need. I licked her from the back to the front as she moved her hips. When I reached her clit, her hips jumped farther forward into my mouth. That's when I knew for sure no man had ever been this far south of her tits. Her thrust was her clit's declaration that I was pushing all of the right buttons. Pleasing her was such a real turn-on for me as well. I just kept licking her from back to front. This was such a rush to her that she was practically dripping. I still continued to stroke her legs and lick her lips and clit. Then I decided to give her young pussy a real treat. 

As I was caressing her legs, I moved my hands to the inside of her thighs and instead ad of moving back down, I moved them up to her pussy lips while I kissed the hair above her cunt. I felt her dampness mixed with the humidity from my mouth. Slowly I rubbed her mound before I ever so slowly parted her slit and stroked her inner lips. More moans from her upturned mouth directed me to continue the massage of her fleshy parts. I was only too willing to accede to her desire. I slowly rubbed her wet opening. Then I was massaging her deeper with my two best fingers. I kept going deeper then slowly kneading her inner walls as I withdrew to the portal to her cervix. Then slowly back in. I kept this up until my sweet Cherry was fairly trembling in every part of her body. I then took her clit between my lips and flicked my tongue back and forth until she cried out her release with body spasms. Her cunt then started to throb with her orgasm. My fingers felt like they were being sucked into her pussy. The muscles of her cunt started milking my fingers. I kept licking around her clit slowly while sliding my fingers slowly in and out of her cunt. I continued until she grasped my head in her hands and lifted me from her wet cunt.

She lifted me up and kissed her juices from my lips and tongue. When she broke our kiss she remarked that, indeed, no man had ever kissed her there and that she loved tasting herself on my face. I made a confession that it was not only my pleasure but also turned me on immensely, too. 

She again kissed me and filled my mouth with her lively tongue. I broke the kiss and started kissing her neck. She reciprocated by kissing my neck and slowly moving down to my chest. As she kept kissing me lower she squatted before me. Before I realized it she was at my navel, then just above my pubic hair. It was only at this point that she felt my hardness for the first time. Her light caresses only made me aware that I was the hardest I had been in such a long time. Her kisses moved slower towards my engorged cock. Her hands left my dick only so that she could knead my balls.

Then she did something that belied her experience: she moved me towards the bed and deftly moved me to sit on the bed. Her ministrations never stopped during this maneuver. She then proceeded to lightly lick my sack and took each ball into her mouth one at a time. She kept up her oral massage on my nuts while softly running her hands all over my cock. When her judgment told her to move, she did, only to place feather kisses up and down my shaft. Avoiding the knob only heightened the pleasure of her kisses. Then she began rubbing the head of my dick in a very provocative manner while still skinning butterfly kisses on my shaft. None of her movements were jerking me off, yet. However, she had me hotter that a half fucked fox in a Florida forest fire, and she knew it. I could see her at her work and she was smiling all the while with the knowledge of what her teasing was having on me.

Then all of a sudden she engulfed my cock and plunged her lips half way down to the root. Her tongue started circling around the head and kept me half way in her mouth while she wetly circled my cock head. Suddenly she took to a new tactic by teasing the slit at the head. Flicking her tongue made me draw my breath between my teeth in a hissing manner. She did this for what seemed like hours but in reality was only about 15 seconds. Again changing tactics, my sweet Cherry started to bob her head until I reached her throat. I knew she couldn't deep-throat me but it didn't matter: she was working magic on my dick and I told her so. She kept this up for some time. I told her that I was about to erupt in her incredible mouth. As I neared my climax and was about to make my first deposit in her throat she released me from her sucking and looked up at me while jerking me off in front of her face.

I groaned my disappointment to her upturned face and looked into her eyes. She didn't bat an eyelash but informed me that she wanted to watch me spray her face. That statement brought me over the edge. My balls were already churning for release but I never expected this kind of orgasm. I didn't fail her expectation. I shot my cum out of the end of my cock right on her upper lip. I felt like my cock would blow up with my orgasm. She amazed me by taking each spurt on her cheek, her lips her forehead and across he left eye. The dribbles of cock juice she let fall onto those magnificent tits. After all of my juice was somewhere on her skin, she took me back into her mouth and licked me clean. That didn't stop her tongue dance over my cock, though. She wanted to make sure that she got every drop, and made this abundantly clear when she took my softening dick out of her mouth and told me so. I looked at my Cherry with my sperm all over her face and started to pull her up.

Cherry resisted this and told me that she wasn't through. She told me to relax and watch the show. With a grin on her face she looked deeply into my eyes as she began wiping at my discharge and carrying it to her mouth. I began to help her. She was delighted at this turn of our session. I would swipe my fingers along the cum trails and feed them to her. She smiled her pleasure. Since I never went completely soft, I began using my dick to pick up the sperm from her face and feed it to her. She moaned her pleasure and closed her eyes in contentment. As I fed her each spermy trail she would swipe her tongue all around my cock as if she were just beginning her cock sucking. When her face was as clean as it would get by using my dick, she slowly stood up and showed me that she had, indeed, swallowed her meal.

Realizing her satisfaction I grabbed her in a great show of my own contentment and kissed her like we had when we started. Tongues dancing in our mouths, I tasted myself as well as her pussy and pulled her down into a prone position. We rested with my arms hugging her in a glorious glow of sexual satisfaction. When I glanced at the clock I was surprised to find that we had been at it for at least an hour. We both drifted off to nap until I awoke and told her that I should get her back to her own apartment. She declined my offer and said that she wanted to wake up in my arms and try to invent new ways of making love. All I could do was to answer her with a smile and a nod in agreement.

If this tale is well received, I'll relate (with Cherry) more adventures of Cherry and I. 

Cherry 18



The lights were off in the bedroom I shared with my sister, Chey. A glimmer of light from our bathroom pierced the pitch black, it was kept on to help with my fear of the dark. It was late, we were both supposed to be sleeping as it was a school night. A soft sigh parted my tender mouth, sleep was beyond my grasp. I looked over to the other bed where Chey slept, peacefully. Her features are identical to my own even in repose. 

Chey and I are twin sisters, identical twins, and as much as we look alike, our personalities are completely opposite. She is soft and sweet, loving and kind to everyone. She never has a bad word to say to anyone and when she smiles it lights up the room. I, on the other hand, am a hellion as my Daddy tells me all the time. Brash and sassy, full of energy, and always looking to explore new places and things. Rest assured, it gets me into more trouble than I can handle at times. I wondered at times if things would be different, had our Mother not left us, so long ago. Daddy has raised us, alone, since Chey and I were 4 years old.

I lay there watching her sleep, wishing I could be more like her at times. See, I got into trouble today and Daddy grounded me from everything that I consider fun. My jaw still throbbed where he had grabbed it and forced my gaze to his own, asking quietly, "When are you going to settle down, Tawney?" I wish I had the answer to that question but I don't. Daddy released his grip, shook his head and walked into the other room. His parting shot to me was, "You're grounded... from everything." 

I tossed and turned, replaying it all in my mind now, still unsure that what I had done was so bad. The Head Master at the all girl's school we attended had called me into his office. Apparently, one of the times I uncrossed my legs, Sister Carmen had seen my bare slit. "What was she doing looking?" I thought to myself. Just to be mean and nasty I purposely uncrossed my legs and showed Head Master my naked twat while he dialed my Daddy's office. I'm almost sure Mr. Finch took great pleasure in telling him that I had taken to not wearing panties under my short, plaid, uniform skirt. 

Daddy was livid when I walked thru the door. My breath caught in my throat as soon as I saw his face, his eyes raking me from head to foot. One of his large hands whipped out and caught hold of the hem of my little skirt, yanking it up almost to my belly. I turned beet red as his gaze dropped to my shaven muff. "Daddy!!!!", I yelped, instinct making me jerk backwards away from him. He didn't let go though, instead he tugged me closer so that I had to stand on tippy toes. I could feel his breath on my face as he hissed, "Not only have you quit wearing panties to school but you shave your cunt now??" Hearing that word shocked me into silence... Daddy didn't talk like that to his baby girls. Chey stood next to me, crying big tears, begging Daddy not to whip me. 

He dropped my skirt and lifted his hand to clench my jaw so hard, tears stung my eyes. That's when he asked me when I was going to settle down and told me I was grounded. So, here I lay, sleep far away while I thought about what I had done. More than that though, I was thinking about the rush of pleasure I had felt when my Daddy was staring at my young, shaven, pussy. 

Just thinking about it was making me hot between my thighs. My hand stroked down to cup the bald mound, fingers wiggling in the slit until I whimpered. I looked over at Chey to make sure she had not heard the little lustful sound I had made. She was fast asleep so with a low groan of submission I continued exploring my soft cunt. My index finger was curling in circles around the tiny nub of my clit until it started to throb in time with my heartbeat. I had masturbated before but never while thinking of my Daddy's tongue flicking my clit like my fingers were doing right now. I let my hand drop down, so the pad of my middle finger was tracing the tight ring at the opening of my hole. A hot moan... "Dadddddy" tore from my lips just as I dipped the digit into my clutching pussy. Back arching high, hips grinding down into the pink, pastel sheets, I worked the finger to the first knuckle as the orgasm ripped thru my virgin pussy. A small squirt of juice sprayed over my hand, the walls of my cunt spasming again and again. 

My body froze as I realized the covers in Chey's bed were stirring. Breath held within my shuddering chest, I waited to see if she was awake. My worst fears were confirmed when Chey crawled out of her bed and into mine. She pressed her head to mine and crooned softly into my ear. "You called out Daddy, Tawn.... were you dreaming that he was going to spank you for today?" I lay there, silent, still trying to catch my breath. My sister wrapped her arm over my belly and tugged me closer. 

"Why do you have to be so bad, sis?" Chey sighed and then went on. "Daddy does the best he can and you keep pushing every limit, although, I do have to admit I wish I could be as fearless as you are." I remained silent, listening to my beloved sister bemoan my bahaviour for the hundredth time since we were old enough to talk. To my suprise Chey started giggling softly, whispering close to my ear, "I wish I could have seen Mr. Finch's face when you showed him your pussy though." My arms curled about her in a close hug, my laughter joining hers until we were both rolling on the bed. When the giggles subsided I was straddling her, tickling across her ribs. Our identical, amber orbs met and held in a long look and I whispered softly... "Chey, when I called out Daddy, I was awake, fingering my pussy while I imagined him licking my clit." 

I watched as Chey's eyes rounded with shock, her soft, pliant mouth forming a cupie doll -O-. I waited for her to come to terms with what I had said but she suprised me when she responded, "Did you cum, Tawney?" I nodded slowly, never releasing her gaze. To show her, I writhed my hips across her bare tummy, leaving a slick trail of my cum around her belly button. A low groan of need gurgled in my sister's throat as her hand slipped down to brush over my soaked mound. It was my turn for the shocked look, my sister's finger sliding thru my swollen lips causing heat to torch every nerve. 

My body dropped down over hers, our mouth's just a breath from the other's. I whispered at the corner of her lips, "Are you sure, Chey?" She smiled into my eyes and nodded. With that little show of admission, I lost control. My tongue snaked out, little pink tip tracing the outline of her mouth, parting it to be tongue-fucked. A hissssss of need escaped the second before my tongue plunged into her mouth, licking the sweet cavern to taste her. My sister's tongue curled about mine, coiling and slick as we dueled for Dominance. My hands threaded into her copper curls, tugging gently to lift her into the kiss. Soft sighs, whimpers of lust quaked from our young bodies, the smell of girlish lust filling the room as we started to grind our pussies together. 

Chey pushed my head away from hers, voice ragged as she asked me to taste her cunt. I could not believe this was my meek and mild sister!! I reached out with my left hand to turn the bedside lamp on, knowing I needed to see her face as she came against my lips. I was going to drink every drop of her sticky, sweet cum within moments and I couldn't wait. 

Ever so slowly, I slid my curvy body down hers, the shock jolting thru my core as our rigid nipples brushed across each other. My mouth found her jaw, nibbling over it until I reached her neck. Small, ivory teeth glittered as they sank into the translucent flesh of her neck, pearls of crimson flowing onto my tongue as I suckled hard. Chey was panting, little howls of pleasure-pain ricocheting around us, her hips slamming up against mine. Something deep inside whispered... "this is your sister" but I drowned out the thought with my animalistic sounds of rapture. 

My mouth continued it's quest over Chey's ripe body, stopping to flick at each nipple that topped high, perky young tit's. I noted that even our nipples matched, a light, coral pink that deepened in colour to a dusky rose when aroused and swollen. My teeth nibbled the nubs then bit down to the edge of pain before soothing once more with long, slow circles around each. 

"Ahhhh damnnn, Chey.. I need to suck your pussy." Her gaze locked onto mine as my mouth brushed over her wet mound. The downy soft, strawberry blonde curls tickled my nose until I laughed into her cunt. I grabbed a little fistful of the curls and tugged, "Someday soon, I'll shave this for you, sis." I couldn't wait another second for a taste of my sister's virgin slit. My head tilted, tongue flicking out to lick from her tiny asshole to her clit. "Mmmmmmmmm sissy, your pussy is sweeet..." A groan of pain vibrated in my throat as Chey clenched fistfuls of my hair and yanked my face into the middle of her cunt. 

Using my thumbs, I popped her clit from the sheath, baring it completely. I sucked the throbbing nub into my mouth, cheeks hollowing as I drew it in and out, over and over. I could smell her strawberry body spray mingle with the vanilla scent of mine, the smell of girl pussy juice... all of it so intoxicating to the senses. I became feral as my cheeks rubbed against her silky thighs. My tongue drove into her cunt, fucking hard and fast while my thumb frigged her clit. Her tender, young body, so like mine was ready for the awakening of exquisite pleasure. 

Mindless with desire now, my nails raked over her tummy, leaving bright red scratches behind. My tongue thrust in and out of her hole, mimicing the motion of a stiff cock as I took her closer to climax. Chey writhed underneath my mouth, her fingers clutching at the sheets until they tore from the mattress. My tongue flattened to lap at her cunt like sweet cream, drinking every drop of my sister's juices. Her words incoherent, nothing more than a chant of bliss, she was begging to fly over the edge. I pressed two fingers close together, curling them just inside her sopping cunt to stroke over the g-spot, my teeth raked over her clit until she exploded in sobbing screams against my mouth. I couldn't remember tasting anything as delicious as my sister's cum as it flowed over my tongue. Little mew's of pleasure, being purrred from both our lips brought us back down, just a layer. 

I felt Chey push me away long enough to switch positions, her head almost hanging off the bottom of the bed. I stood up, legs shaking with anticipation of what was to come... finally, to feel a mouth on my needy little hole. Crouching on my hands and knees, barely balanced on the bed's very edge, I lowered my dripping snatch to my sister's mouth. Always being the loud, wild one, a scream of unabated rapture tore from my mouth as her tongue corkscrewed into my tight asshole. 

The overhead light snapped on, the glaring brightness stunning Chey and I. We blinked slowly, eyes glazed with lust, trying to figure out what was happening thru passion hazed minds. We didn't have long to wonder. Daddy's voice stung us both like the tip of a bullwhip. "What in the hell are you two doing?!?" I tried to scramble off Chey's mouth but Daddy stopped me. Three long strides has brought him to the end of my bed, his large palm splaying over the small of my back held me firmly in place. My entire body flushed pink as I felt the heat of his gaze run over my flesh. A low whimper of something close to fear parted my cum coated lips. Low sobs and hiccups were heard from between my thighs, Chey was crying in terror at being caught. 

Almost in unison we both cried... "Daddy we can explain.." A halo of copper curls turned to an odd angle, amber orbs lifting to look over my shoulder into his. I needed to see him, see if he was angry with us. Daddy was naked, strong and firm, every muscle defined with tension. I couldn't help myself, honest I couldn't. My eyes dropped to his jutting cock. I could see every rigid inch, the veins seeming to pulse under smooth skin. His hairy balls were taut against his thighs, the head of his cock twitching and drooling pearls of precum and all I could think was how badly I needed to feel it in my mouth. 

Daddy reached forward to take a fistful of my curls. I sobbed as pain shot thru my skull. "Tawney, I'm almost sure that you are the cause of this, you ache to be a little slut." I shook my head no, every movement of my head causing the pain to bite into my scalp. "Nooo I don't Daddy, I don't want to be a slut, pleassse no I swear!" 

His arm raised high and then came swinging down, the palm landing on my bare ass with a booming "Smaaaaaaack!" The force of the blow sent my cunt landing against Chey's mouth and being the slut "she" is (Daddy would never believe that though) her tongue coiled around my clit. I screamed until I went hoarse, Daddy kept smacking my ass until it burned with fire and Chey just kept licking my dripping cunt. Ahhhh God! I needed to cummmm. Somewhere in those long moments of getting the spanking I knew I deserved for all the things I had done wrong that Daddy didn't even know about, the pain turned to pleasure, the pleasure to sheer erotica and erotica to submission. 

I wiggled my ass back, tempting him to do his worst.. or.. his best. I wanted to cry with frustration when he answered my taunt with walking around the bed to slap his cock against my lips. His voice was silky smooth when he ordered Chey to keep licking and sucking my snatch and asshole. "Suck my cock, babygirl and suck it hard so I can fuck your cherry pussy..." Just hearing those words made me tremble. My head jerked up to look into the glowing amber that my twin and I had inherited from him. "Yes, Daddy" was my only response.

My tongue hung out of my mouth, near drooling as his cock pressed to my cheek. I nuzzled against it until he decided to have mercy, ass flexing as his cock pushed past my lips. My lips ran along the shaft, kissing softly, loving every inch of silken strength. Chey's tongue working over my cunt and the reality of Daddy's cock in my mouth turned me almost savage. I took him deeper into my mouth, the drooling head leaving a salty trail over my tongue. My lips were drawn wide now, nostrils flaring with every breath as he pumped his hips to force the head into my throat. Gag's sounded as he impaled my mouth, the tears flowing freely from the corners of my eyes. Daddy started long, slow strokes in and out of my mouth, his cock stopping on my trembling lips and then plunging back in until he fucked my throat. My hands curled around his body, cupping his muscular ass in small palms. I couldn't get enough of my Daddy's cock, I wanted to drink his cum.

Just when I thought I might get my most fervent wish, Daddy drug his cock from my mouth. One finger reached out to stroke down my cheek, catching hold of a tear and whiping it away. He stepped around the bed until he was positioned behind my ass. Once more, I looked over my shoulder to watch him watching Chey, her tongue busy scooping up my cream. His mouth parted, features contorted into erotic pain... "Babygirl, I'm going to fuck you until you beg to cum..."

My thighs parted wider over my sister's head, cunt drooling slick juice into her face. Daddy grabbed two fistfuls of my ass cheeks to spread them apart. He whispered, almost to himself, "Someday soon, I'm going to suck your pussy." I shivered, his words scraping every nerve raw. With no warning, his cock thrust into my tight, virgin hole, stretching it to mold to his cock. Screams wrenched from my throat, pain blinding me with it's intensity. "Daaaaaaaddddddy!!! Daddddddyyyyy!!! It hurts, please no no no it hurtsss!!!!" I was bucking and writhing, trying anything to get him away, get his cock out of me and stop the white hot burning in my cunt. His hands held me in place, riding out every one of my attempts to get free. Daddy leaned over me, mouth nuzzling my ear, to whisper, "Shhhhh, Tawney, babygirrll, shhhhh.. I promise it's going to get better." 

My head dropped to rest against Chey's thigh, tears wetting her skin as I sobbed my pain. I could hear Chey underneath me, mirroring my sobs. A small spark of pleasure coiled under my belly button, Daddy was starting to stroke his cock in and out of my pussy. A gasp of sweet need shuddered from my lungs and without thought, my hips started to grind back to take more cock into my pulsing snatch. "Daddy's little girl is a needy little slut, isn't she?" I could only nod as he fucked into my tight hole. Chey had started sucking my clit down into her mouth, tugging it with her lips until it stretched away from the hood. I dropped my head, tongue snaking out to fuck Chey's pussy with the same slow, languid motions Daddy was using on my cunt. Her cry of pleasure was music to my ears, encouraging me to take her to climax once more.

Daddy pulled his cock from my hole with the promise that he had something special for Chey and I. He positioned our bodies so that she and I were laying on top of one another, mouth to mouth, breast to breast. He splayed our thighs apart until our mounds were pressed together. Slowly, gently he eased into Chey's tight cunt. After the head had gained entrance he plunged into her, taking her cherry the same as he had taken mine.. quick and hard. My mouth covered hers, muffling the scream of pain as Daddy held her still to adjust to the length and girth. I kissed her so soft and sweet, licking inside her mouth once more to taste the flavor of my cream. Tongue trailing over her cheeks, the salty tears a tang on my tongue, I crooned to her that it would be pleasure beyond comparison, soon. I felt Daddy begin to thrust into her pussy, slow and sure, and Chey's first whimper of heat was against my neck, where she nuzzled. 

My lips parted on a soft hissss, "Dadddddy, ahhhh yess, more more." He had pulled out of Chey and fucked back up into my slit. Our pussies ground together, clits rubbing until we were both panting for climax while Daddy kept teasing us by switching back and forth between our cunts. Chey came first, her body curling into mine. Soft, timid moans floated over my skin, light as a feather as she sang her release. I started to French her mouth, licking the crevice, teasing with the tip of my tongue, wanting to prolong her first climax. I could hear Daddy groaning as her cunt sucked at his cock. I was selfish, hoping he would wait to make me cum too before he shot his load.

He slid out of Chey's dripping snatch and thrust back into mine with a grunt of desire. I plunged my hips back, corkscrewing down on his cock, a greedy slut needing the release he could give. His fingers started to dig into my ass cheeks, possessing me, his cock filling my twitching hole. I could only scream, "Dadddddddddddyyyyyyyy!!!" as the climax reached out, grabbed hold and tugged me into the waiting abyss. My toes were curling, hair tingling, every nerve alive and filled with bliss as he slammed into my spasming core, the walls milking at his shaft. I heard him groan, long and low, "Yessss, babygirrrl, nowwww.." just before his cock was yanked from my cunt. Long, hot ropes of cum shot across my lush ass, over my arched back, covering me in the milky spew. And ohhhhh how I loved the feel of that heat on my skin. Daddy collapsed on top of Chey and I, chest heaving as he moaned. My pouty mouth bowed, small whimpers and mew's of pleasure rippling thru my body with every aftershock. 

Daddy rolled off us to stand beside the bed. He leaned down, kissed each of us on the forehead and whispered... "Happy Birthday, Tawney and Chey... I love you, babygirls."

Chey and I looked at each other and started to laugh.. we had both forgotten, today was our 18th birthday and what a way to start out the year.



Cherry



He put the key in the ignition and looked at his watch.

1 a.m.

He thought about it again. Was he insane? Sneaking into his girlfriend's house, with her parents asleep under the same roof? Granted, she was sleeping downstairs and they were upstairs, but still.

Then again, it was her suggestion...and a bit of aggressive on her part to do so — he didn't want to miss that opportunity.

They'd been dating for a few months and it had taken him some time to break down her walls, so to speak. When he first had his eye on her, he was warned. Sure, she was hot, but she was a Cherry with a capital C. Virgin with a capital V. "No way you're cracking that one," he heard.

Needless to say, he was never one to walk away from a challenge. And he could admit to himself in the wee hours of the morning, at first it had been something of a game. He'd be able to do what the others had not. 

But then they started to spend time together, and he began to feel differently. They actually began as a real friendship. A friend he wanted to bang every day of the week, for sure, he thought, smiling, but still. Christ, what 19-year-old guy wouldn't want that. 

And their sexual connection was...

It just WAS. He moved slowly. Patiently. Gently. And she frustrated him often and tremendously. Pushing his hand away. That whisper of "Not yet."

In fact, there were times his anger got the better of him and he wanted to just walk away. No girl was worth this. 

But then...something clicked. He started to look deeper into her eyes. He'd pull away from their hot kiss as his fingers traced up her side, moving closer and closer to those perfect tits. And he saw her eyes as she stopped his hand. His fingers keep their teasing caress just under, his thumb reaching...reaching upward. And he saw her eyes. Saw the want in there. The need. With her eyes locked on his, he gently pushed past her hand and its weak protest, moving his thumb under and over until he held her in his hand, finding her nipple hard and aching under his fingers. 

She moved her hand from in the way to dig her fingers into his back as he slowly pulled the neckline of her soft t-shirt down and found her nipple with his mouth. Her soft moan urged him on, her fingers buried tightly into his hair as he worked her with his tongue.

He smiled to himself as he drove along in the quiet night. After that, there was no stopping the connection. It wasn't like he'd had worlds of sexual experience before her, either, so they opened those worlds together. He could still remember the first time her mouth found his cock, and his utter surprise at how deliciously she worked it — like she'd been doing it forever instead of the first time.

His cock got hard just thinking about it, and he pushed on the accelerator to go faster.

Still, as hot as he got her, the actual sex took longer than he had wanted it to. He tried not to push it, to scare her off, to be patient, and make her want it instead of him asking for it. And it finally happened — only recently — and it was still new to them. The first few times had been quick and delicate. He hadn't wanted to hurt her, so he was gentle, but she was so hot, so tight and so wet he couldn't last that long.

He wanted more. He wanted to do it right. He'd gotten her off hundreds of times, but he wanted to fuck her until she came. So badly. 

He was almost there.

+++++

She drifted in and out of sleep on the bed, waiting. She'd thought him all day long. His unstoppable hands, his urgent mouth, his hard dick. He unleashed something within her that she had been barely aware was there, but once it was opened, it was undeniable.

She thought of her heart thundering when she would hear his car door slam in the driveway. The sound of him walking toward her room. She had been both eager and terrified of the reaction he evoked.

Just as those moments in the dark in his car — catching her breathless from his kiss, his hand, warm and gentle, but urgent, moving from her knee up to her thigh, her breathing more shallow as his fingers found the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, her instinct to push him away. And he would stop — until the moment he realized it was gentle relentless of his hands — of his mouth — that turned her on the most. His smile into her mouth as his fingers tried again — and again — until she was breathless and wanting. Finding her soft and wet — aching for him.

Her hips moved on the bed, wanting — waiting.

++++

He parked across the street in the dark night and closed his door gently, just in case. 

He found the key where she said it would be, unlocked the door and quietly walked into the house. He shut the door behind him. He listened quietly for any noise. Hearing nothing, he walked toward the direction of her room. He listened at the door, and softly turned the knob. 

With the door closed behind him, he turned to her. The room was softly lit with a night light. She was asleep, on her back, breathing softly. The covers had pulled back and he just looked at her at first. 

She was wearing a short pale green and white striped buttoned night shirt. The top button was open, and the bottom pushed up above her legs, above her white cotton panties, the shirt open to her belly button. Her elbow was over her head on the pillow and her 18-year-old, gravity-defying tits naked underneath, nipples pressed hard against the fabric of her night shirt. 

He was so hard. 

She stirred, sensing him there. 

Her fingers ran through her hair and she opened her eyes lazily, smiling at him. Their eyes locked together. She opened the next button of her shirt slowly. 

Then the next.

Then the last.

He couldn't move. 

She left her shirt on and open. 

She licked her lips, and whispered...

"Come here."

He snapped then, moved. He was tired of harnessing his aggressive sexuality, taking it easy on her. No more.

Pulled his shirt over his head and climbed over her on the bed, found her belly with his mouth and worked down between her legs, breathed hot and heavy through her cotton panties. She gasped out loud and he stopped.

"Quiiiett," he whispered, smiling, pointing upstairs. 

He pulled her panties down slowly, so slowly, and tossed them to floor.

He moved up to her mouth, and whispered.

"That's my fucking pussy. You get it?" 

She nodded with that expression of nervousness and heated desire that drove him insane. 

"Mine. It will always be mine. No fucking around tonight," he whispered.

Her eyes fluttered as he moved down with his mouth again, pushing her night shirt out of the way, found her nipple with his mouth, with his teeth, and worked it. 

He covered her mouth with his hand to stifle her gasping moans and he sucked hard on her aching nipple, teasing it with his tongue. Her chest rose and fell trying to breath under him. 

His mouth left her nipple and moved down, until he hooked her knees over his elbows and buried his mouth in her soaked, hot pussy. 

She fought him, it was too good. Too much. His tongue too deep, too relentless. He worked the clit she barely knew she had until she met him in rough circles with his tongue until he heard her whisper.

"Oh God, here it comes."

Her back arched and it only made him work her harder, faster, his strong arms holding her steady, unable to escape. She came again. And again. Finally he let her go. He tried move up on her on the bed again but she fought him, fought him hard, stunning him for a moment. He'd never seen her so wild and he loved. She went straight for the button of his jeans. 

"I want this," she whispered.

He grabbed her hand.

"You want what...?" He asked.

She hesitated.

"I want to hear you say it," his hissed at her in a whisper, not letting go of her hand.

"I want your cock," she whispered, her fingers insistent now, moving over it, working past his hand to the button and the zipper.

He closed his eyes.

"I want your cock in my mouth," she whispered.

"That's it...," he said, almost in a gasp.

"I want you to fuck my mouth with your cock," she whispered.

Then he did gasp, laying back on the bed as she worked him out of his jeans and slid his cock into her hungry mouth as deep as she could get it. He realized he had not been the only one holding back and she worked it in and out of her mouth, worked it with her tongue, lapped at it and sucked. Sucked it good.

His fingers buried in her hair and she felt his hips rock and rise to meet her mouth, and turned her on so much she felt like she was going to come from blowing him.

Who does that? What's wrong with me? She thought to herself.

But still, the feeling of his hard, hard pulsing cock against her tongue, it was so good, his hips rocking, his breathing faster, tasting him salty and sweet at the tip, and she felt it, felt it building, and he heard her gasping. Saw her eyes fluttering. 

"Oh, fuck, yeah, let it go...just let it go," he whispered.

And that was it — a powerful orgasm knocked her off her knees and she fell sideways on the bed. 

"That is delicious," he whispered into her mouth, and she felt his hard cock against the inside of her thigh.

His fingers followed it, moving her legs open, stroking the sensitive inside of her warm thigh. 

"It's so soft...so so soft," he said, and he marveled at how delicate and silky it felt, working his fingers up, up, and inside her slowly, gently.

She gasped loudly. He rested his head on his elbow, his eyes on her, watching her eyes, her mouth, as he worked all her tender places inside until she lifted her hips and came again, so hard. She could feel him so hard against her.

She grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

She looked deeply into his eyes.

"I want you," she whispered.

"What?" he said, smiling.

"You want what?" he said.

"You have to ask me this time," he said.

She kissed his mouth hard and deep, finding his cock with her hand.

"I want you to fuck me," she said, saying his name.

"Ohhh, my," he said. 

"Well, I have to tell you...," he whispered, smiling.

"I'm not quite sure I'm ready for that," he said.

She laughed almost out loud.

"Fuck you...," she said.

"Well, ok, if you insist," he whispered.

He moved over her and his cock was right against her hot, wet pussy, moving up and down, hard against it.

"Please," she whispered.

"Are you sure?" he said, smiling.

"PLEASE..." she whispered again.

"Is little Miss Innocent begging me to fuck her? It can't be," he teased her again, and again.

"God, DO it," she said.

"Say it," he hissed at her again.

"Please...please FUCK me...hurry...now," she whispered.

"That's it," he whispered, sliding himself all the way inside her.

She gasped, and he moved gently, so gently.

Her fingers dug into his back. He looked into her eyes. And he knew. Knew it was going to happen this time. Knew what he had to do.

He drew back and slammed his cock all the way inside her, hard.

She gasped loudly and he covered her mouth.

"Like that?" he whispered.

She nodded, frantically, silently over his hand.

"Ahhh. You want it hard?" he said.

He let go of her mouth.

"Yes...yes," she whispered.

He moved hard, again, and again, and again.

Suddenly she felt it, understood what it was, how it was supposed to be, she looked deep into his eyes.

"Faster...," she said.

He smiled.

"Oh yeah?" he said.

"Oh yeah," she said.

He moved hard, fast, faster, and watched her face. Watched it so closely, looking into her eyes. He had done this before but it never felt like this. He had always called bullshit on the whole sex is better when you're in love thing. Viewed it as something teases said to excuse leaving him with blue balls.

But his cock was telling him a different story tonight, watching her face, watching get closer, and closer. His own explosion was building along with hers. 

She felt him go harder and harder, she opened her legs wider, wrapping them around him, scratching her fingers down his back, digging them into it.

"Oh God..." she whispered.

"Here it comes," she sighed, her eyes fluttering. 

"Yeah, baby, give it to me," he said. 

"Give me all you got," he whispered, thrusting in and out of her now as hard and as fast as he could. 

"Now...now...now," she whispered, digging her fingernails harder, so hard it hurt, and he welcomed.

She was so hot, so tight and so wet and he bit his lip to keep from coming himself. She gasped shallow and hot, into soft sighs, faster and faster, and he couldn't even bring himself to cover her mouth because he welcomed it, wanted to hear it, wanted it so bad.

Her back arched high, her hard nipples pointing at the ceiling, and she froze, other than the fluttering of her eyes. No breathing, nothing — the sweetest silence he'd ever heard. He stopped deep inside her to feel it with her, feel her muscles tighten around his cock, hard, feel the explosion of slippery, wet orgasm all over him. 

"Oh, fuck, yeah," he whispered. It was the most amazing thing he'd ever seen. Worth every moment of waiting. 

Her fists clenched the sheets as she lowered her back and he started again, unable to stop himself, harder, faster, and she came again, and again.

"Come...come for me," she whispered, in between gasping for air.

"Oh yeah?" he said.

"That's what you want?" he said.

"Fuck, yeah," she said.

He moved slowly, slowly, building it up again, ready to finish. 

"This is your pussy," she whispered.

"Oh God," he said, his relentless rhythm unstoppable and frantic. 

"It will always be yours, no matter what," she said.

"Come all over it for me," she whispered.

"Oh God, yes...yes," he said, in, and out, and in, and out, feeling her tight, feeling her hot, her fingers into his back, urging him on, pulling her hands back and working her nipples for him, offering them to him.

'Come all over me," she whispered.

And then he was done, once more, twice, and he pulled out, exploding all over her, trying to quiet his loud gasp before falling down to her side on the bed.

"Wow," he said, quietly. 

He turned to lean on his elbow again, touching her face. She traced her finger down her belly, brought it to her mouth to taste him, smiling.

He laughed softly.

"You are a BAD girl," he said.

"Had you fooled all this time, didn't I?" she whispered.

He laughed again.

"Me? Nah. Maybe all those other guys. But me? You NEVER had me fooled one bit," he whispered.

"Oh yeah?" she whispered.

"Oh yeah," he whispered.

They knew no matter what the future would bring, there would always be part of them that belonged to one another.

And he realized you don't have to be a virgin to pop your cherry.

The end.



Cherry(2)



"Hey handsome," said a voice in my ear. "How'd you like to have your world rocked tonight?"

It was about 2 a.m. and the bar I was at was closing shop. This girl was a looker too, so I said fuck it and grabbed her by the ass and shoved my tongue deep into her unsuspecting mouth.

"You are a feisty little fuck, aren't you?" She said pulling away. I thought she was going to hit me but instead she reached down into my pants and grabbed my dick and pulled me out of the bar with her. "This is a night I promise you won't forget."

We got into a cab and made out all the way home and she rubbed my dick the whole way so that I almost blew my load in my pants. I tried to give her a few fingers but she grabbed my hand and put it on her tit instead so I pulled her tit out and worked it until it was as hard as my cock.

She threw some money at the cabbie when we stopped and pulled me, still by my dick up to her apartment where she threw me onto the bed.

"How kinky are you feeling tonight?" She asked.

"I dunno." I replied, never really having been into anything super kinky.

"Well I have some handcuffs that I've been meaning to try out. Would you be up for that?"

She never gave me a chance to answer before she was rummaging in her drawer for her handcuffs which she used to tie me to the headboard. "Hmmm. Almost perfect." She said going back to her drawer and grabbing the whole thing and setting it out of sight at the foot of the bed.

"We are going to have some fun tonight." She said with a mischievous smile spreading across her face. 

She pulled my pants off and left me completely naked on her bed. Then she grabbed a small cloth from her drawer and covered my eyes. "This should heighten your other senses, taste, touch, smell. You will be in heaven soon, I promise. It just might be a little hellish getting there." She said giggling.

"Stick out your tongue!" She demanded, all of the sudden going from a sweet, sexy girl, to a dominating woman. I did as I was told. I felt her ass press down on my face and she stuck her little brown hole onto my tongue. "How does my ass taste? Don't close your mouth, bitch! Lick my asshole! Stick your tongue into my poop chute!"

I started licking at her hole, it tasted alright. I began to work circles around her anus, probing it with the tip of my tongue from time to time. "Ah that's it you little slut, I knew you could do it. Get me nice and wet." 

I felt her weight fall over my body and soon she was giving me an incredible blowjob. I started moaning into her asshole which made her suck harder. She started rubbing my ass with her fingers and soon I felt her stop sucking my dick and grab something out her drawer. I heard a noise like a fart and then felt a cold, slimy finger slide its way into my ass. "Do you like that, you little slut?" She said sliding her finger in and out, massaging my prostate. "Is that how you like to cum? With a finger in your ass? How about two?" I felt a second finger work its way into my ass, stretching it, hurting at first. But then feeling pretty alright. "I don't think fingers are going to be enough to stretch this tight hole out." She said. Again she grabbed something from her drawer and soon something much larger was being pushed into me. I cried out in pain.

"Oh stop you big baby, this isn't even my biggest butt plug. But this one does have a special feature."

She pushed and pushed on it, applying more and more lube until finally she had it buried in my ass, filling every inch of me. "There we go, now where is that remote? Oh here it is, let's try a low setting shall we?" I felt the large invader inside me begin to pulse and as soon as I felt it I blew my load sky high.

"Holy shit you're easy you little bitch. I bet you wouldn't have lasted 5 seconds fucking my tight ass."

She pulled the vibrating plug out of my ass and shoved it into my mouth. All I could taste was the lube. "Now clean this off. It's no good in your ass now that you're all stretched out. You'll need something bigger. Luckily I have just the thing, but I think you'll need to see it to believe it." She took the plug out of my mouth and pulled off my blindfold.

There she was, kneeling over my chest, one big huge cock in her hand. And it was hers. I gasped at the sheer size of the thing, which she used as an opportunity to slide the twelve inches into the back of my throat making me gag. "Take my girl cock you slut. This is what you've been wanting all night, I just know it. You came from that little plug well I'm gonna make you cum twice as hard with my cherry destroyer. By the way, that's my name, Cherry. Cause I take the cherries of all the little girly men I meet who are dying to get fucked my me."

She shoved her dick in and out of my mouth till I was purple in the face. When she pulled it out it was covered in my saliva. "Nothing like lubing up the cock that's going in your ass!" She crawled down to the bottom of the bed and pushed my knees up to my chest. "This is gonna hurt, I won't lie. But after tonight you'll be at my door every night begging to get fucked by my man-maker." She lined up her dick and pushed as hard as she could. Only the tip went in. I felt as if the plug was back in, it was that big. She pushed again, and again, and again. Slowly her dick pushed into my ass until I yelled out of pain. I couldn't take anymore so she pulled it back to the tip. 

"Would you like me to stop? Well too! Fuckin'! Bad!" and with each word she pushed as hard as she could until her stomach was against my balls and her shaft was no longer visible. 

Tear were streaming down my face as she pulled back and slammed in again and again. Each time, somehow, getting deeper and deeper into my ass. She kept thrusting, picking up her pace until she was pummeling me with sweat rolling down her perfect tits and suddenly the pain was gone and my dick was hard as a rock.

"You little fag, I knew you'd like my girly dick. Every little boy does. I'm gonna make you cum with my dick in your ass, then you'll know who's bitch you are." She started stroking me in rhythm with her dick pounding into my ass until I couldn't take anymore and I shot my second load of the night straight up onto her tits.

"You like that don't you?" She said and she grabbed my hair and shoved my face into her cum-glazed double-d's. "Eat your fuckin cum you slut!"

She pulled back and started fucking me harder than she had all night. "You slut, I'm gonna cum in your asshole! Take my girl-jizz you fuckin bitch!" I felt not just squirts, but rope after rope of cum shoot deep into my ass. She must have cum for a full minute, because when she finally pulled out, a giant pool of cum started to form around my ass.

"Fuck I haven't ever cum that hard. Your ass was so tight."

She started to get dressed and walk to the door, when she opened it she turned and said, "I'll be back tomorrow night. I have a few girlfriends you might like and I know that ass of yours is gonna be ready for them." And she left me there, handcuffed to the bed, naked.

The End.



Cherry



A true story

Another visit to Aromas, CHERRY.

On the 9th September 2002, I was feeling a little down, sore and tired so I decided to treat myself to a massage. I decided to go to Aromas in Panmure again as they have one of the cheaper massage prices, an hour massage for only $35.00. I didn't intend to have any extras this time so I didn't have very much cash with me.

A tall, slim reasonably attractive Thai lady, who could speak good English, met me out the counter and asked me if I wanted a massage. I told her that I did and booked an hour massage with her. She told me her name was Cherry and she also told me her Thai name but I cannot remember it. I had been to Aromas several times before and most other times I had partaken of the extras that were on offer. I had fucked many of the girls there, some of them BB, but that was the exception rather than the rule. 

Cherry took me to the first massage room, which had a large double bed and a massage table in it. I went off to have my shower, which unfortunately was not in the room. Well I guess if you pay a cheaper price, you don't expect top class facilities. When I came back, Cherry asked me to get on the massage table and she started to give me an excellent massage. It was a blend of Thai, without the pain and Chinese. While she was doing this we talked freely about all sorts of things. I can't remember what we talked about but probably about each other's lives, how long she had been in New Zealand and how long she had been doing massages. She had been in New Zealand for 9 months and had been doing massages for less than two, having first worked in a couple of Thai restaurants. 

When I was asked to turn over, I was able to look at her more closely. Although she could not be called beautiful, she was attractive with a very pleasant manner. She was about 5'4" 95lbs, 34a, 22, 33, and very slim. She is rather dark but almost too many teeth in her mouth. However, we got on very well and I was attracted to her. She had a sensuousness about her, which was unmistakable. I liked her. However, I knew that I didn't have enough money on me for the extras that I would have liked, so I said nothing. She continued with her excellent massage, which was relaxing, while we continued talking. 

We must have been 40 minutes into our hour when she asked me if I would like any extras. I asked her how much and she said, "$60.00 for blowjob or $80.00 for full service." I knew I only had about $60.00 on me so I said to her, "$60.00 for full service." After a moments hesitation, she agreed to this.

I got off the massage table while Cherry got out a condom, placed it on the bed and started to take off her clothes. She was very slim with very small breast, but to my eyes she was very sexy and attractive. I wanted to be inside her bare back and that was what I was going to try and do.

When Cherry was almost naked, she was still facing me so I moved over to her and started to caress and kiss her. She responded in kind, but she was a little reluctant in the kissing department, but what she did, she did very well. I removed her panties and pushed her into a sitting position on the side of the bed. I continued kissing her on her lips before I moved down to her breasts. She then started to move away from me and pulling me with her, moved into a prone position on the bed., where we continued kissing. I was fully on top of her at this stage. While I was there, I grabbed the condom and hid it under the pillow. I could tell that Cherry was aroused, as I had hoped she would be but I wanted to get her really horny. 

I moved down to kiss her breasts, where I feasted for a short time before moving further down to attack her pussy. If was clean, fresh, wet and sweet, as I lapped up her juices. She was becoming more aroused and in a short time she began to cum. When I sensed this happening, I moved up on her and using my hand inserted myself into her while at the same time planting my lips on hers. Cherry moved her head to the side and whispered, "Condom", while her hand searched around for the condom. Of course she couldn't find it as it had been previously been hidden. She moved her pelvis around to try to avoid my penetrations, but these became weaker as she became more aroused. However she was too arouse and continued to come as I thrust into her and continued to kiss her. Now she was responding in kind as she was so aroused. But I could tell that she would have preferred for me to have been covered. I preferred it being the way I was. Deep inside a wet, will pussy without any barrier. Although she had had children, she was still tight, about 2.5 on the ten scale, with 1 being the tightest. Although I had cum myself the day before, I knew I wasn't going to last long. Within three minutes of entering her, I knew I was going to come and to be better for her, I withdrew and came on her Mon Venus. 

When I had calmed down, I continued to talk with her and assure her that I had nothing, having recently had a checkup and had the certificate. I told her that I preferred it without a cover and that I was more likely to catch something from her, rather than she from me. We continued to kiss in-between the talking and I moved my pelvis on top of her. It wasn't long that I became arouse again at this and again I slipped inside her warm, wet willing vagina. Our kissing became more passionate and she moved with me, opening her legs wider to give me easier access to her wetness. We were now just as lovers would be. We were making love rather than a man paying a woman to have sex. It was just fantastic. 

Soon she began to cum again and not long after her, I came again, but this time inside her. Coming twice within 15 minutes for a male who is almost 53 is no mean feat, but I had been so aroused and horny with her, as she was with me. But it had been a fantastic session and I knew I would come back to see her again. 

I didn't want to have a shower as I wanted to go home with her so when she asked me if I wanted one, I declined. She did give me a card from her work and she put her personal phone number on it. Although I had not gone there intending to have extras, I was glad I had partaken of her wetness in the condition that we did. I would be back. And I was.

9th September 2002.

I went back to see her again a week later but this time, when we got into the room, she said she was having her period, so we couldn't have sex. I didn't think that would stop me but I would see how far I could go. Cherry offered to massage me, but I told her that I didn't want a massage but I wanted to cuddle with her and I asked her to get undress and get on the bed with me. Cherry didn't want to remove her panties but when she got on the bed with me, I could see that she wasn't wearing a sanitary pad so I assumed she was wearing a tampon. When I asked her about this, she said she wasn't wearing one.

Cherry tried to give me a massage but as I had hold of her, she wasn't able to do this. I pulled her down beside me and started to kiss her. This time she was not as responsive as she had been the first time, but she returned my kisses. I knew I had to get her aroused so I tried to do this.

I kissed her a little more while my hands were roaming over her body. I then moved down to her breasts. Cherry is the second Thai lady I have come (cum) across that gets very aroused when having her breast stimulated. The first one, Chulee, would spread her legs after having her breast caressed for only a couple of minutes. Cherry wasn't quite as fast as this but she wasn't far behind. 

Cherry were quickly showed sighs of being aroused so while I was doing this my hands went down and slipped into her panties. There I started to stroke her pubes, looking for her clitoris. When I found it, I stimulated this as well and she came to a much higher state of arousal. I wanted the panties out of the way so I started to move them down. Cherry moved up and allowed me to take them off completely. I continued my administrations, still kissing her and when I could tell that she was very arouse, I moved her hand to my penis, which she started to stroke. Soon she started to cum and when she did, I moved very quickly on top of her and entered her warm wet, willing wetness. Wow! I was inside her again, exactly how I wanted to be. She was aroused and as she hadn't thought we would be having sex, she didn't have a condom out. She did mention that she wanted to use a condom but I said, as we hadn't used one last time, it would be all right this time. She seemed to accept this. 

We moved passionately together as she built up to another orgasm. We rested after this and she asked me if I had cum. I told her I had not because usually once a man has cum her is done. I moved off her and motioned for her to get on top of me, which she did and put me inside her again. She moved on top of me well, but I knew that I wouldn't cum this time. I don't really need to cum and more often than not, I try not to so that I can make love for longer. Most working girls want you to cum as quickly as you can so they can get on with the next customer. With Cherry she seemed to be different somewhat because she never rushed me. 

This was another excellent session with her but I didn't cum. After we finished, I did shower as I had quite a bit of menstrual blood on me. I demonstrated to her how a condom reduces the sensation for a man. I don't believe it makes any difference to a woman unless she is dry and there is too much friction. Then it can be painful for her. Without a condom, a lubricant is not often needed provided the woman is aroused. 

Anyway I asked for a condom, which I opened. I asked her to rub her finger on my hand lightly so she was able to feel the surface of it. I then put the condom on her finger and asked her to do the same again. Then she could see the difference that the condom makes. I told her that I wanted to see her regularly and exclusively provided it was always the same. $60.00 and bare back. I wanted her to shake on this, but at first she only offered me her fist, before shaking on it. 

Since then, I have not had sex with any other woman and every time I have seen her, the sex has got better. I did offer her the opportunity to pose for some sex photographs, but she declined on that. (Again picture is only to give an idea and is not Cherry.)

24th October 2002.

I saw her again and she was pleased to see me if it was only for my money. However, I feel she has some fondness for me. This time I gave her a short massage on her back, as she was feeling a bit sore there. I went to kissing her lips, face, breasts and allover, causing her to become more aroused. I then feasted on her Bee before going up and entering her again. Again she came while I was inside her wetness. I had a break after about 10 minutes and Cherry thought I had finished but I knew that I would not come today.

She was facing away from me and I continued to stroke her while we talked. I then entered her from the rear and this time she moved into unusual positions. First she went down so the her head was down by her and my feet so that it was like fucking her while she was upside down while she was on her side. She then moved on top of me while still facing away from me. She changed positions several times but I still didn't cum this session. I find that many working girls "worry" about this as they feel that the man hasn't enjoyed himself if he hasn't cum. Cherry was the same so I had to keep reminding her. 

It always seemed like the next session was better than the one before. Perhaps the last time I saw her wasn't as good as the best, but it was still excellent. I think she has some feelings for me beyond just being a provider of money for her and I have treated her well. She has cum at least twice in each session that I have had with her and often more than that. I have been seeing her exclusively and now that I have found an excellent partner without all the hassles of a girlfriend, I will keep it that way, unless I miraculously find someone else. Perhaps one in 50 working girls give this kind of service and less that one in 100 will do it BB. So I am very fortunate. 



Cherry & Eric



Her whole body tense from a long day, Cherry nearly collapsed as the elevator rose, pushing her into the ground. She let out a long, gurgling sigh, deflating as she unbuttoned her snug, creased suit. Twelve long hours of managing accounts and personnel at a top-tier law firm was good money, but the burden of responsibility took a toll on her health.

She had been looking forward to this all day. The elevator chimed, and she stepped onto the landing of her boyfriend's apartment. Unbuttoning her collared shirt, she walked down the hall and opened the door. They had been going out long enough that she was comfortable helping herself to his apartment.

Cherry stepped across the threshold and kicked off her tight, stiff leather business shoes and walked into the main room, where Eric was sitting on his dingy old couch, recording another episode of his web broadcast. She wasn't impressed that he made a living doing advice channels on the internet, but learned to respect that he could support himself doing something he loved, evidenced by the alacrity in his voice as he gestured to the webcam.

"There's plenty of people in the world, and you'll find plenty that you're attracted to, but if you're smart and serious, attraction is no more important than-"

Letting her tightly-bound long black hair tumble down her shoulders, Cherry stepped up behind Eric and cheerily said, "Sorry I'm late!"

Turning around, Eric beamed a smile under loving green eyes. "Hey! Don't worry, I'm almost done." He turned back to the camera, ruffling his brown scarecrow hair as Cherry's soft, round face pouted. "Where was I? Oh yeah... communication! Very important." 

Chewing her lip, Cherry turned and strode away into Eric's bedroom, her jacket and shirt crumpling onto the floor. She was used to this- Eric was so compulsively devoted to the rules he made for himself, she learned to work with the procedures. Kicking off her skirt at the foot of his bed, she stood at his dresser in nothing but a plain, white, cotton undershirt and panties. She pulled out a well-decorated strip of leather, then walked over to the mirror by Eric's bed to secure the collar around her neck.

She looked at herself. She'd gotten a tan from a beach trip with Eric weeks ago, and the stark tan-lines were barely visible through the shirt. She was muscular but stocky, and her C-cup breasts had always made her insecure growing up in a family of busty women. Biting her lip, she walked back to the couch. Early in their relationship, she'd admitted to Eric that she felt unattractive because all men liked skinny women with big boobs. He just smiled and said all women liked huge cocks and six-pack abs. Cherry smiled, remembering how she spent minutes insisting she didn't feel that way before she noticed Eric's wry look. He was always weird, but there was something there that she loved.

She walked up and stood behind the couch, her heart starting to race. Eric was still wrapping up his recording.

"...I don't like leaving consent to just a phrase or a gesture, stuff you might misinterpret or do by accident. To be safe, try agreeing on some kind of talisman- a piece of jewelry, an article of clothing, some kind of-"

"Sorry I'm late!"

Eric turned around, his heavy brow and strong jaw tensing when his eyes settled on her collar. "Not yet you're not!" he barked, reaching back and grabbing her arm. Cherry squealed as she rolled over the couch, the top of her body upside-down between his legs as her ass was perched on his thigh. "You worthless little whore!" He snapped his palm down on one cheek, then another. "You selfish, tawdry, tardy little TART!" He used his free hand to jerk up her panties, wedging them up and exposing her flesh as he continued swatting.

Cherry grabbed his ankles, wincing with each smack. He was very strong for his size, and she'd learned to trust his control over her body. Hanging there, she relished the transformation into a helpless object, the anxiety of her responsibilities draining mercifully from her mind. "I'm so sorry!" She squeaked.

"You think you can talk to me?!" Eric indignantly demanded, nudging the coffee table a few feet back before shoving Cherry down onto the shaggy carpet. "I don't pay you to talk, slut! Show me what your mouth is good for!" He grabbed a fistful of her hair, slowly pulling her to her knees. She got just a glimpse the rigid, straight cock poking from his briefs before he lifted her by her hair and yanked her down onto it.

They'd been dating a while before she worked up the courage to admit her fantasies about rough sex. It was a long road for them to become familiar enough as lovers that she could trust Eric to understand what was too much for her. Snarling, he jerked Cherry's head around like a lid that wouldn't screw in to a jar, then pressed his other hand against the back of her neck. She was adventurous and his dick wasn't huge, so she took the full length with no trouble.

"Fucking bitch! Eat it! This is all you're here for!" he ground her head in circles against his pelvis, then dribbled her head up-and-down with shallow, rapid thrusts, "If you can't learn to suck dick properly I'll toss you into the bio-rendering chamber and re-purpose your flesh into a sex clone that'll be a good little whore!" Cherry rolled her eyes, smiling around his cock- she wasn't the type for role-play, but it amused her to see how Eric entertained himself.

His belly pressed against her forehead as he leaned forward. "Straighten your legs," he ordered. Her heart going faster and faster, she put her hands on his thighs and picked up her hips, straightening her legs until her ass was pointing straight up. "Spread 'em." Still attentive to his penis, she worked her feet apart on the carpet until the damp crotch of her panties was totally aired out.

"Now," he purred, "Masturbate." She looked up at him and he met her glance, smiling tenderly as he slowly pumped her skull by her hair. She took a hand off his thigh and slid it into her panties. Kneading her clit, she was already turned on when he said, "Both hands." She was breathing hard now, and the stimulation of two hands playing with her spread-open pussy made marvelous chemistry combined with having her body weight hanging from his hands, bobbing up and down on his cock.

The sound of panting and wet motion filled the room. Cherry worked her fingers faster and faster, one hand probing into her cavity, the other swirling around her tenderest point as Eric clutched her skull like a basketball between his hands, bobbing her up and down.

Something snapped, and a wave of pleasure tweaked one of Cherry's straightened legs, making her collapse to the ground. In a drooling heap, Cherry turned her bleary eyes to Eric as he stood up, still rigid, and pointed to the bedroom. "Crawl, slave!"

Cherry gulped and got onto her hands and knees. She started shuffling towards the bedroom when Eric ordered, "Slowly, now." Wanting to get the most of the experience, Cherry arched her back as far as she could, and started slowly putting one limb in front of the other, exaggerating the swing of her hips to drive Eric into a frenzy.

She made it to the side of Eric's bed when Eric got a firm grip on her neck with one hand, and her crotch with the other, lifting her off of the floor and tossing her face-down on the bed. Prickles of anticipation spread over her skin as she felt some loops of rope flop onto her back. His strength and stamina aside, Eric's talent for bondage was enough to make him worth spending the occasional night over. He folded Cherry's arms behind her and worked a couple of ropes under her chest. Within minutes, she was secure in a harness that tied her arms under her shoulders. Eric took one of her legs and folded it until her knee was by her elbow, and secured it in place, her shin tied to her thigh, before repeating with the other leg. She lay face-down, for a moment before he did something to pull everything tight, spreading her hips even further open.

Eric got out of bed and Cherry watched him walk to the dresser and pull out a vibrating wand. Tingling with anticipation, she held her breath as he sat down behind her, lifting one leg high enough that he could get the wand under her. He tugged down the front of her cotton panties enough that the round, apple-sized head was all the way in. Satisfied, he pulled out a sturdy rubber band, strapping it around the wand's head on the outside of the panties to keep it snug against her clit.

"Yeah, this is your life now, skank," he muttered, tearing open a condom and applying it in an instant, "just a fucking toy for me to play with!" He lifted her hips off the bed and pulled her panties to the side, sliding his cock in up to the base, "Just a worthless little toilet for me to empty my balls into!"

Working himself into a lustful frenzy, Eric started pounding aggressively into her cunt. He grabbed her bound arms with one hand and a fistful of her hair with the other, pulling back so her weight was resting on his hips. Her vision blurring, Cherry looked up to stare right at herself, seeing the whole scene in the mirror in front of her.

"Tell me what you are!" Eric demanded, switching on the wand before grabbing her hair again, thrusting hard as her whole body swayed from his hands, "What are you?"

The familiar buzz of the wand heralded the explosion of sensation in her sex. Wide-eyed and convulsing around the cock that assailed her pitilessly, Cherry moaned, "Aaaahn, oh, oh God I'm a slut, I'm your little fucktoy slut, I'm your little fucking sex slave for you to useasaholetofuckyourcockinnnnoOOH!"

"Look at you!" Eric barked, never slowing his pace or letting Cherry look away from her reflection in the mirror, "You were a big-time actress, and now you have to whore yourself to the director for a bit part in a FUCKING SOAP COMMERCIAL!"

Cherry bit her tongue. Oh no, she thought. Oh God, he can't even keep his role play fantasies straight and it's driving me over the edge how the hell does that even make any sennnNNNNNNAAAA!

Time stopped. For a dark flash, the world disappeared, and Cherry's mind swirled together with nothingness. Somewhere deep in her being, a bouquet of tense, hard buds cracked and opened, their petals spreading like wings giving flight to a rich perfume.

When she came to, she was face-down on a mattress. Dimly aware of her situation, she felt something tugging at her left leg, followed by a wave of relief as the ropes gave way and her leg straightened. Gradually, her other leg was untied, and her arms, and then strong, rough fingers fidgeted the clasp on her collar, pulling it away. A broad smile worked over Cherry's face as a warm body slid up her ass and back, it's warm pressure squeezing her into the mattress as a pair of lips nuzzled into her neck with a satisfied huff.

They lay together in perfect bliss for what felt like hours before he gasped. "Shit!" he cursed, jumping out of bed and running naked into the living room, "I left the webcam on!"