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Nan

By: Moondrift



The tale I am about to relate was told to me by a dear friend of mine. I had known her for about twenty eight years when she came to me with her story. I shall call her Nancy, which of course, is not her real name. Over the years she has shared many of her thoughts and troubles with me, and she certainly had plenty to share. A husband, whom I shall call Kevin, is an alcoholic and transvestite. He cannot perform sexually unless he is dressed in female clothes, and try as she might, Nancy can’t cope with this. 

This ceased to be a problem, at least in one respect, when Kevin about five years into their marriage gave up all sexual activity with Nancy. This however left Nancy with the problem of what to do about her own sexual needs. Nancy is a person with a strong sexual drive, and one way of overcoming her difficulty was via a series of lovers.

Of course, Nancy could have got out of the relationship, but she tried to hang on for the sake of the two children Kevin had managed to sire on her in the early years of their marriage. At the time of the episode that she related to me and which I shall shortly pass on to you, Nancy was in her early fifties; she had been married twenty nine years, and there were by then grandchildren also to be considered. 

In addition, Nancy felt sorry for Kevin and believed he would fall apart completely if she left him. So the marriage dragged on and Nancy adopted a strategy that, alongside her lovers, gave her some relief from the pressures of home life; she went house sitting for people going on vacation, and included in this was taking care of pets.

It was through house sitting that she came to take on a more profound role in one household. She house sat for a husband and wife, let us call them Dan and Vera, who are both lawyers. This marriage too, was almost on the rocks, but it did manage to produce “The Twins.” They were somewhat disconcertingly named, “Robert” and “Roberta”.

The busy work and social life style of this legal couple meant that Nancy was often called upon to baby sit the twins. This began very soon after they were born and Nancy came to play an extremely important part in the lives of the children. In fact, she became something of a substitute mother.

When the twins were around three years old their parents’ marriage finally broke up. This came about because Vera came home unexpectedly to find her husband in bed with her best friend. Dan departed the house to live with the best friend and Nancy came to play an even more important part in the lives of the twins.

Then Vera took on lovers herself, and this often meant trips away with her paramours, some extending over two or three weeks. Dan and Vera provided liberally for the children as far as money was concerned, but were too busy with their work and amatory affairs to provide the sort of love and nurturing that the children needed. I should point out that Dan’s extensive love affairs did not cease once he moved in with the “best friend.”

So Nancy was frequently shuttling back and forth between her own home, and the home of the twins, leaving the inebriated Kevin to manage on his own for a while.

That Nancy was deeply fond of the twins was undoubted. She is a very affectionate and loving person anyway. It was equally certain that the twins loved Nancy.

The years went by, as they tend to do, and it was when the twins entered their teenage years that a shift in their relationships with Nancy took place. This was initially most marked in Roberta. She became extremely petulant, insolent and contrary. 

Oddly, the promiscuous parents of Roberta were very determined that their daughter remain virgo intacta. Roberta, on the other hand, had an equal determination to sacrifice her maidenhead at the earliest possible moment. Thus when Nancy took over the household during Vera’s amorous absences, she had the burdensome task of trying to restrain Roberta from sneaking out of the house on a boy hunt.

Robert, who knew of his sisters sexual activities, referred to her as a “slut” who was having it off with every boy in the neighbourhood. No doubt this was something of an exaggeration, but it did put a great deal of worrisome responsibility on Nancy’s shoulders. One might add the thought, “Woe to the parents who prize too highly their daughter’s virginity, the girl will always find a way of disposing of it.”

Finally Nancy spoke frankly to Vera, saying she could no longer cope with Roberta. The result was, that during those times Nancy was house sitting for her and, let’s face it, still sitting the now seventeen year old twins, Roberta, spitting, hissing and snarling like an infuriated tigress, was removed from the house to stay with a draconian aunt.

This left Nancy with the house and Robert to look after.

Robert was passing through his teenage years in a manner very different from Roberta. He tended to be shy and introspective and, having failed to get the love and affection he needed from his mother, he drew even closer to Nancy. 

Another divergence from the Roberta life style was that as far as Nancy could tell Robert was still a virgin. He did not seem to associate with girls or for that matter not much with boys, and the reason for this puzzled Nancy considerably. I have met the twins and their parents, and both the children have inherited their parent’s good looks. If anything, Robert seems to favour his mother’s blond hair and brown eyed features.

Now I should point out that, for all the difficulties that had beset Nancy in her life, she always looked at least fifteen years younger than she actually was. She has auburn hair, always worn long and, one must admit, now regularly dyed; she looks out at the world with very tender blue eyes; her wide mouth with full lips always ready to smile; and a slim figure with breasts, despite her earlier breast feeding, still nicely firm. In short, a very presentable and desirable lady, as witness her rather intricate sexual affairs.

She had a habit, and for all I know probably still does have, of dispensing with bras and panties when at home in hot weather, and home included when she was house sitting. The movement of her breasts beneath a soft shirt or dress, and the obvious outline of sweet little nipples, left little to the lascivious imagination.

I mention this because I don’t want you to have the impression that Nancy was like some of those Nannies you can see portrayed in films or on television; rather stern and unattractive. Nancy was far from such an image. 

I have by implication suggested that Nancy was a Nanny, and of course she was really. The twins called her “Nan,” and that is why I have adopted the pseudonym of Nancy for her. 

So it was when Nancy was in her early fifties, and looking in her mid thirties, that she came to me and told of her – what shall I call it? – “Her dilemma”? She seems to come to me with all her marital and love-life problems. I suppose I must have a sympathetic manner.

The dilemma began when Nancy was called upon to house sit for Vera once again. At that time the twins were eighteen years old, and Nancy felt that they were past the age when they needed “baby sitting,” and since Roberta would be carted off to the draconian aunt, she said to Vera, “Surely Robert could look after himself.”

You must understand that Nancy was not attempting to reject the task; on the contrary, she knew she would miss it badly, especially where her beloved Robert was concerned. But Nancy had a conscience about being paid for a job she did not feel warranted the money.

Vera protested along the lines that Robert would not eat properly and the house would get into a dreadful mess. Nancy mentally shrugged, thinking that if mother didn’t mind paying up, why should she worry about taking the money?

So Nancy moved in with Robert for a three weeks stint while Vera and her latest lover took off for distant lands and long sessions in bed.

Nothing untoward happened for the first couple of days, except that Robert seemed to be more affectionate than ever, and rather dejected. Looking, as she did, upon Robert almost as her own child, or even grandchild that he could virtually have been given her age, she tried to discover what ailed him.

His response to her early queries about what was troubling him was, “Oh, nothing really.” Nancy, having some understanding of boys that age and the moods they go through, did not pursue the matter, hoping the mood would pass. However, it did not pass, and it was during the evening of the third day of her stay that things came to a head.

It was Robert’s habit that, when he had completed any study projects he had to do, he joined Nancy in the lounge in the evening. It was also his habit, and for that matter Nancy’s habit, for them to cuddle up on the couch. Nancy is a very tactile person generally, and she had cuddled up with the twins since they were babies. Roberta, of course, had long renounced such “silly” ways, no doubt getting her cuddles and lot a more elsewhere. 

Robert, on the other hand had, in recent years seemed to want more hugging than ever, and took any opportunity to touch and embrace Nancy.

Nancy accepted Robert’s hugs that evening but she expected that they would eventually lead up to a revelation of what was troubling Robert. Hugs with Robert had often before been the time when he talked about things that were troubling or concerning him.

On the evening in question Robert had his head lying between Nancy’s breasts, and she noticed that his lips were very close to one of her nipples. This was nothing unusual because Robert had lain against her, his head in that position, many times. Additionally Nancy confessed to herself and me that now Robert was no longer a child, but a young man, it was rather delightful to have his head lying between her breasts.

Nevertheless, Nancy was a bit disconcerted partly because Robert’s lips were very close to her nipple, and partly because she was having one of what she called her “liberation days”, being free of bras, panties and wearing one of her more loose and filmy dresses. She also noticed that Robert’s hands were rather restless, and seemed to be wandering over her body.

For a long time they lay together and when eventually Robert spoke he asked what seemed an innocent enough question. 

“Nan, you’ve been like a mother to Roberta and me ever since we were babies, haven’t you?”

“Well, I’ve had a lot to do with you.”

“I think you love us a lot, Nan.”

“Yes, of course I do.”

“Even Roberta?”

“Yes. She doesn’t seem to want my love these days, but that doesn’t mean I can’t love her.”

“I want your love, Nan.”

“I know you do, darling.”

There was a long pause as Nancy waited to find out what was coming next, then:

“Nan, when we were little you used to bath us, didn’t you?”

“Quite often, yes.”

“Did you wash my co…er…penis?”

“Of course I did.”

“Did you mind doing that?”

“Well no…I didn’t mind.”

“It was very small then wasn’t it?”

“Yes, quite small.”

There was another long pause until Robert, apparently having decided to be bold, said a trifle breathlessly, “It’s huge now; you’d be surprised how much it’s grown, Nan.”

Nan being well aware of the male propensity to boast about the size of their sexual organ or feel inferior if they thought it undersized, responded diplomatically, “I don’t know about being surprised, it’s what I’d expect to have happened.”

“But Nan, it really is huge.”

Those lips had got even closer to Nan’s nipple and Roberts hand was stroking her thigh.

“Is it, darling,” Nan said, wondering where all this was leading.

“I wish you washed it for me now.”

Nan attempted a not very convincing chuckle; “I’m sure you can manage that yourself now, darling.”

“Yes, but it’s not the same, is it?”

At this point there came to mind some conversations Nancy had had with Dan. Over the years he had made several unsuccessful attempts to seduce Nancy, and as she had said to me, “It’s not that I don’t fancy him, but I’m not going to risk losing the work. If Vera found out I was having it off with her ex-husband, I’d be out on my ear.”

The specific conversations had concerned Robert and Roberta’s sexual welfare. As I have said, while both parents were concerned to keep Roberta’s virginity in tact, his father at least was more concerned that Robert should lose his.

“He needs to experience a woman, preferably an older woman at first,” Dan had said several times. His mother had never confided her wishes on this subject to Nancy.

As if casually the father had one day asked Nancy, “Do you know why so many of those boys that had nannies are so fond of them?”

“I suppose because they’ve had such close contact with them.”

He laughed; “Yes, and a bit more than that, Nancy.”

“What more?”

“They masturbated them when they were teenagers.”

“What!” I…I don’t believe you.”

“It’s true,” he chortled, “Some of them even had sex with the boys if the boys showed any interest.”

“You’re having me on!”

“I’m not. I know fellows who had nannies and they admit they screwed them. It was supposed to keep the boys happy and discouraged them from getting mixed up with the wrong sort of girls until they got married or something like that. Of course,” added Dan craftily, “They got paid something extra for their trouble.”

Nancy had rapidly changed the direction of the conversation. Dan’s drift was all too clear; Nancy was supposed to keep Robert “happy” and would get a bonus for doing so.

Now, with Robert suggesting that he would like her to wash his penis, she had little doubt that Dan had been having a “fatherly talk” with Robert. What the boy really wanted was for her to masturbate him.

Having had plenty of lovers Nancy was wise in the way of males, so she looked down at Robert’s groin and saw there a considerable bulge.

“My God,” she thought, “he may be telling the truth about his penis being huge.”

Robert’s hand had moved up her thigh until it rested on her mons.

“I wish you could see my penis,” he said, “You’d be able to tell me if it’s too big.”

Nancy, a woman easily sexually aroused, began to experience the first shivers of libidinous desire. She felt her vagina beginning to lubricate and her nipples starting to harden and extend.

She tried to overcome her heating emotions and said, “I’m sure it’s not too big, darling.”

His voice now muffled as his lips, now pressed right against her ripe nipple, he said, “Let me show you, Nan.”

Nancy was confused. She had an overwhelming desire to see this apparently oversized male organ, but at the same time felt she should stop the direction in which they seemed to be heading despite Dan’s obvious invitation for Nancy to service his son. Finally curiosity got the better of her and she said hesitantly, “All right, if it’s that important to you, darling.” 

Robert’s hand went down to his groin and undid his zip and the liberated penis reared up.

Nancy’s first reaction was one of disbelief at what she was seeing. She had seen many male organs before but never one this size. The long light brown shaft with its purplish head seemed painfully engorged with blood. Nancy began to quiver uncontrollably as images of that great organ entering her vagina flowed hotly through her head.

“Is it very big?” asked Robert.

“Well, darling,” quavered Nancy, “It…it…it is large, yes…very large.”

“Would you like to touch it?”

Fascinated by what she was seeing, and as if to confirm its reality, she reached out to touch it. Her fingers could not completely embrace its girth as she stroked along his hard rod. It was hot and she thought she could feel the beat of his heart throbbing under her hand. She moved her other hand to gently touch his testicles. They matched the size of his penis, large and swollen with the banked up store of his semen.

She understood his need and the torment of it and felt a deep compassion for him. Looking up at his young face she was conquered. She saw tears in his eyes as he whispered plaintively, “Nan, I’ve never been with a woman.”

She felt impelled to do something to relieve the obvious sexual stress that gripped him. She pressed him gently back against the cushions of the divan on which they were sitting, and saying, “Let me help you, darling,” she moved her fingers to where his foreskin lay nestling in folds beneath the great head of his penis and began to flip it quickly back and forth over the head.

He gave out soft moans of ecstasy and Nancy knew he was under her control. This was power over the boy. She could give or withhold release from his sexual thraldom, could have him begging for mercy. 

The delight Nancy experienced at wielding such domination over Robert passed quickly as she saw his young body writhing under her manipulation and heard his frenzied cries. Knowing he was on the verge of discharging she speeded up her movements of his foreskin. 

He reached out to fondle her breasts through the cloth of her dress. Suddenly Nancy felt his hands squeeze her breasts causing her delicious pain, and then he gave out a loud anguished cry of, “Oh Nan.” 

His testicles where fulfilling their primordial function, sending sperm up his shaft. She slowed her movements but thrust back harder, almost as if she would tear his foreskin away from the head of his penis. Giving out gasping cries of, “Ah…ah…ah…” Robert gave upward thrusts of his hips to meet Nancy’s downward jerks on his foreskin.

The first ejection of hot semen burst out of his urethra. It shot up into the air several feet and came cascading down, some of it splashing on to Nancy’s face and dress. Eruption after eruption exploded out of him with a force Nancy had never witnessed with her lovers. She was fascinated by the sight of this massive discharge and Robert’s ecstatic cries, thinking how wonderful it was to be able to give such pleasure to him. 

She began to think that he would never stop unloading his young seed, but at last the flow of creamy viscous sperm slowed to a dribble, and ceased.

Robert lay back gasping and she felt his hand that had continued to grasp her breasts began to relax as his penis slackened in her hand. He had discharged a huge amount of semen. In fact, as Nancy put it, there was “a hell of a seminal mess”. 

Still holding his penis and looking tenderly into his eyes Nancy asked, “Feel better now, darling?”

“Oh God, yes Nan, it was beautiful…thank you…thank you…”

“Not a word to anyone,” admonished Nancy.

“No, never, I promise,” gasped Robert, still recovering from the powerful orgasm he had experienced.

Nancy had her own problem to deal with now. She had been powerfully aroused even before she started to relieve Robert, now, having witnessed the result of her giving comfort to Robert, she was in a worse state than ever. Her lubricant had run down between her thighs to create a sticky discomfort and she felt a torturing throbbing in her clitoris. If ever a woman was ready for penetration and impregnation, she was. 

I hasten to add that Nancy was beyond the time when pregnancy was a possibility, but that did not stop her experiencing all the physical and emotional sensations that lead up to such an outcome.

She still held in her hand Robert’s slack shaft and as a means of getting her own pleasure and relief it was in that condition a fairly useless organ. In any case, two objections arose in her mind to any coupling with Robert. First, he had certainly enjoyed her masturbating him but, she felt that he was not likely to want to have sex with a woman nearly three times his age. Secondly, to have sex with Robert would be almost like incest since she had just about been a mother to him.

Contemplating her sexual and moral dilemma Nancy did not at first notice that the penis she still retained in her hand was hardening again. When she did notice it the organ had almost reached full stretch again and even then she could hardly believe what hand and eyes told her. None of her lovers had ever been able to achieve a second erection at such speed, yet here was the boy ready to go again.


Nan



"Best move I ever made," Wayne said. "Never got laid so much in my life! Man, if I was single, my cock would fall off from overuse!"

The bartender gave us the eye and I said, "Not so loud, Man."

We'd just met an hour ago, with Wayne already half-crocked. He was 69 and looked healthy enough, tanned, and definitely happy. We sat at the seaside bar in St. Maarten, admiring the women from the resort in their bikinis. I was staying alone, but Wayne was down from Florida where he lived in a 55-Plus community with his wife.

"We moved in 3 years ago, to get away from the winters up North," he went on. "They got all these club houses and stuff! Parties all the time! Everybody was so friendly! And, I mean friendly!" 

The women made it known that they were interested, and his wife was being hit on as well. They compared notes and realized they were smack in the middle of Senior Swingers!

Since Wayne and the Missus had dabbled in such things back in Minnesota, this was a welcome discovery.

"Now, she does her thing, I do mine! If we cross paths, fine. Otherwise, no harm, no foul."

It sounded funny hearing a guy his age go on about getting laid more regularly than I do, and I wondered what Mrs. Wayne looked like. I didn't have to wonder for long.

"Here she comes now, to collect me, I suppose!"

I looked down the beach at a slender woman who was definitely gray enough, but her figure didn't seem to match with what I expected. Instead of a 60-something, from the neck down, she could be late 30's. I watched as she got closer, and she smiled at Wayne, bright white teeth against bronze skin, with pale blue eyes.

"Ah, the love of my life! Baby, come over here, I want you to meet Harry, my new friend!"

Her eyes were on me, still smiling, as she said to him, "It looks to me like someone will be taking a nap before dinner, right?"

"Oh, Nan, we're on vacation!"

"Your whole life is a vacation, you just change locations! Order me a Pina Collada, will you?" She stuck out her hand to me. "Nancy. Hi. I hope he hasn't been bending your ear too much..."

She had a surprisingly firm grip and held my attention, and close up I could see lines around the eyes and mouth, but I swear, if she dyed her hair, she could pass for twenty years younger.

"Not at all, Wayne's been telling me about Florida."

"Oh?" she smiled at him as he ordered her drink. "Did he mention that everyone's an old fart like him?"

"Baby,I told Harry that it was 55+."

"And why did you bother? Harry's got another 25 years before he can even make the age requirement! He doesn't want to hear about what old folks do. He's still living his life!"

I smiled. "Not quite 25. I'm 38."

"I was just telling him about how friendly everybody is..."

Nan took a long pull on her straw, and said, "Ahhh! That's a good one! Taste?" She offered to Wayne and I. We both declined.

I moved over and she slid onto the stool, her legs as tanned as the rest of her. "So, Harry, where are you from?" she asked, those bright eyes seeming to sparkle.

"New York, just down for a week's relaxation."

"Harry's alone, Baby. I was telling him how much he could get laid up in Florida."

I inhaled, but Nan just laughed. "That's all he thinks about," still holding my gaze. "We're going through a fortune in Viagra!"

We sat there, laughing and drinking for hours. Wayne got drunker and Nan got looser. I found out they were both on their second marriages, he was divorced, she was widowed, and each had two grown kids. 

The sunset was spectacular, with a crowd coming in dressed in dinnerwear to watch the day end, then scoot off to restaurants.

"What do you say, Mister?" Nan asked him. "I think you're about ready to crash and burn! Whatsay I get you upstairs?"

Wayne was fading fast, but hated to give in. "Aw, I'm alright..."

"One more and I'm gonna have to pour you in bed! Tell Harry you'll be back to play tomorrow, okay?" As if she was speaking to a kid.

Wayne still had his sense of humor and pouted like a kid. "Do I have to...?"

"Let's go!" She smiled at me again. "Thanks for putting up with two old farts."

"Thanks for including me. I really enjoyed it. And if you guys are considered old farts, I can't wait to grow up! G'night, Wayne!"

They walked across the sand to the resort arm in arm, with Wayne relying heavily on Nan, and she looked back and shrugged, giving me one last smile.

After finishing my drink, I went up and showered, put on a crisp white shirt and beige slacks and returned to the bar to see what the night would bring. 

"Well, well, a familiar face!" I heard and turned to see Nan in a white peasant blouse and flowing skirt, with gold hoop earrings and chain. In the dim light, she looked 40, if that, and her smile seemed even brighter.

"Oh, hi! Where's Wayne?"

"Tucked in for the evening, finally! He's like a big kid, and this is his DisneyWorld!"

I smiled. "He seems like a real character, and I mean that in a good way."

"And he seems to have taken a liking to you! Although, I think you're probably easy to like, right?"

I blushed at the compliment. "Thank you. I could say the same thing about you."

"Then, say it! Go on..."

"Okay," I replied, defiantly. "I like you, too! So there!"

She laughed. "Then buy me a drink!" which I did. Then another, and before I knew it, the dinner crowd was gone and the late-night locals were here. 

Our banter had gotten more personal, with Nan flirting and me not trying hard to deflect it. Finally, she stared into my eyes. "Okay, I've had enough. Are you ready?"

"Yeah, it's been a long day."

We walked across the sand and she held my arm and whispered, "I hope you have more rum in your room. We don't want to wake up Old Grumpy!"

"Well" I thought, "Its sounds like she's made her decision." I knew I was hot for her by now, and normally I don't mess with married women: there's enough single ones to get in trouble with. But Wayne let it be known that both he and she were free to explore.

"As a matter of fact," I said, leaning close to her as we walked, "I have a fresh bottle!"

I unlocked my room and held the door as she brushed by me, that half smile on her face and the back of her hand brushing my crotch as she went by.

I poured two drinks and we went out on the balcony. The moon reflected off the sea. She turned to me. "Harry, tonight was great fun. Thanks for having me. I won't be mentioning this part to Wayne. He plays at being promiscuous, but in fact, he hasn't been functionable in quite a while."

"Oh, I'm sorry...I thought... all the stories..."

"Oh, there's a lot of that going on in our town, just not including us, although he says he's fine with me doing it, he's just not able."

"And do you? Do it, I mean?"

She smiled again. "If you were twenty years older, I'd be all over you."

"Nan, don't let my age be a deterrent."

"It's not, mine is. You don't want an old biddy."

I took her hand and held it to my semi-hard bulge. "You try and tell him you're too old. He's already decided you're pretty fantastic."

She squeezed and smiled. "Him? Yes, he does seem a bit... aroused."

"And he's about to get a bit more." I bent and kissed her, our lips parting and my tongue gliding easily past those pearly whites. She groaned as her hand began stroking.

I cupped her ass, forcing her hips against me as her arms went around my neck. I pressed her against the balcony, my hands now free to massage her breasts. If they were implants, they didn't feel it and her nipples were hard under the thin top. I pulled it up and she raised her arms over her head, freeing it.

She clawed at my shirt, popping buttons, then biting at my nipples. She sucked at one, then the other, as I got her skirt above her hips.

Her hands worked my belt and got the slacks open as I tugged at her panties. She stepped back and dropped the skirt and panties to the floor as I did the same with my slacks. 

Now, we stood naked in the moonlight, admiring each other, my 6 inches now bobbing in the night air. 

We came together in a kiss and she held my cock and slowly rubbed the head against her wet slit, coating the tip with her lubricant. She turned to the rail and bent at the waist, spread wide for me and I dipped the head into her smooth cunt. She groaned and pushed back against me, forcing me further in, with little jerks and sways.

I slid deeper and she gasped when I reached the limit. She purred as she began rotating her hips, staring out on the moonlit bay. "Yes, yes," She whispered. "Feels so good!"

We rocked together, increasing the pace and her gasps were louder and my heart pounded. The beat of slient music moved us, harder, driving me deeper, faster, and she urged me on. "Yes, Baby! Yes! More, More!"

I felt my nuts tighten and lost control as I let loose with a spray of cum deep within her pussy, again and again, as she gasped and sobbed, still holding the rail.

I slumped over her, my drained cock plopping out as we both panted. I reached for the recliner and sat just as she turned and knelt, taking my cock and all those juices into her mouth, licking me clean and swallowing.

She looked up at me and smiled. "Not bad for an old broad, huh?"

I grabbed her and pulled her up to me, kissing her deeply. "You got more life than most twenty year olds!" 

"Thanks, Baby, I really needed that. It's been a while."

I smiled back at her, feeling my cock twitching already. "Well, I'll be here all week!"



Nan and Big Dicks



You ever do something and then later find yourself wondering just what the fuck ever possessed you to make you do something so stupid? I have and what I did has pretty much fucked up my life. It started out as a kinky way to have some sexual fun with my wife and blew up in my face big time.

I'm a Site Coordinator for a large advertising agency and my job is to go wherever the agency is planning a shoot and coordinate things. Coordinator is just a fancy title for a 'gofer.' Doing an ad for an automobile and the ground is bare and dry? I go for a pump sprayer and some water with green dye and then spray the ground to make it look like the car is parked on green grass. Need hair spray to dull down a reflector and there isn't any in the location box? I go for some. Basically, what I do is fetch and carry and go for things. Not a glamorous job, but one that pays fairly well. 

The down side is that a lot of the location work takes me out of town anywhere from two days to a month. This is not a great hardship for my wife and me, at least not during most of the year, because she is a schoolteacher. Even when I'm home her evenings are filled with grading papers, making out lesson plans and the like and so the weekends are when we spend quality time together. If I'm on a location on the weekend I will usually fly her to wherever I am and during the summer she travels with me as my 'unofficial assistant.'

The only fly in the ointment is that when I'm gone and she is home alone and something breaks or goes wrong I'm not there to take care of the problem. And something always goes wrong when I'm gone. I will call home at the end of the days shoot to find out that the washing machine is broken, the sink is leaking or the circuit that the TV is on keeps popping the breaker and then I have to try and take care of the problem over the phone. I have to do it because when it comes things like that Nan is helpless. She is one of those people who have a genius IQ, is academically brilliant, but who have trouble with the simple every day facts of life.

The current problem is her car. I would call home and be told that her car wouldn't start. I would tell her to check some things and call me back. She would call back and tell me that she couldn't find what I was talking about and I would try to explain it to her in even simpler terms and she still couldn't handle it. After an hour of that I would finally call my brother, my dad, or a neighbor and see if they could go over and help her out. For two months it seemed like every time I went out of town she had a car problem and I finally got tired of it and decided to eliminate the problem.

It was one of my rare weeks when I didn't have an out of town location and I went shopping. Saturday morning after breakfast and seeing the three kids off to their various activities I told Nan to hop into the car.

"Where are we going?"

"I have a surprise for you."

"What is it?"

I just looked at her until she finally got the message and blushed, "Oh, yeah, right, if you told me it wouldn't be a surprise."

When we drove onto the dealer's lot she looked around with a confused look on her face when I pulled up next to a new station wagon and parked. We got out of the car and Nan stood there looking around and then she looked at me with a question on her face. I had taken care of all the paperwork the previous day so all I had to do was take the keys out of my pocket and hand them to her.

"What's this?"

"Your surprise. I'll see you at home" and I got into our old car and started it up.

"You can't just leave me here."

"I gave you keys Nan; find something they fit" and I drove off leaving her standing there looking after me.

It was almost an hour before she pulled the new station wagon into the driveway. She came in the house and looked at me, "Why did you buy a station wagon?"

"Because it seats ten and you are always running the kids and their friends somewhere. Also, the seats fold down and we can throw a mattress in the back and go out to the lake and make out like we are teenagers again."

"Yeah, right."

I was kidding, but as soon as I said it I got to thinking what a kick it would be to do something like that and I began making plans.

It was a summer night about three months after buying the station wagon. The kids were spending the weekend with Nan's folks and I felt that the time was right. That evening after dark I went out and folded down the rear seats, inflated an air mattress and tossed it in back and then I went into the house, got Nan and told her that I was taking her to Dairy Queen. I pulled out of the drive and headed down the street.

"This isn't the way to Dairy Queen."

"We will get there eventually."

"Jim, the Dairy Queen is in town and town is the other way."

"We have a steering wheel sweetie, we can turn around when we get ready."

"Where are we going Jim?"

"We are going to recapture our youth my love. Be patient with me, we are almost there."

"Almost where?"

"You'll see honey. It won't be long now."

A minute later I turned off onto a gravel road that led back to an old abandoned gravel pit. It was the local 'lover's lane" and in our youth Nan and I had spent many an evening there steaming up the car windows. Nan recognized it right away.

"Don't be silly Jim, we aren't kids any more."

"I know, mores the pity. Those were the times."

"We're too old for stuff like this Jim."

"You are never too old to want to feel young again."

I pulled up and parked and then I pushed the seat as far back as it would go. "Come on baby, let's neck."

It took Nan a couple of minutes to get into it, but then it was just like it had been when we were teenagers. Busy tongues, groping hands, fumbling with buttons and bra hooks. Nan broke away and slid down on the seat, "God Jim, do you know how long it has been since I got fucked on a car seat?"

"Of course I do. Unless of course you have done it with someone else since our last time." 

I was joking when I said that so I was a little shocked when my wife said, "I did baby, I did, but it was before we were married. Come on lover, you got me hot and now you have to do something about it."

"What do you mean you did it with someone else?"

"It doesn't matter baby, it was before we got married."

"It matters to me. Who, when, where and why?"

"No honey, come on and fuck me."

"Not until you answer my questions."

"At least put your cock in me while I tell you."

I sank my dick into her hot pussy and then just held still. Nan tried to push herself up at me, but I pulled back and said, "No talkee, no fuckee."

"The who was Doug Webb, the when was when we had our big fight and broke up for three months. The where was right here and the why is because I was horny as hell after going without your cock for three months. Now fuck me damn it, fuck me."

The knowledge that my wife had been fucked by some one other than me, and a black man at that, affected me in a way that I would never have expected -- it turned me into a raging bull! I fucked my wife harder than I could ever remember while she clutched at me and screamed through two orgasms and when I blew I kept my softening cock in her and tried to will it hard again. I looked down at her and asked, "You fucked a black man?"

"Yes." 

"How long did you fuck him?"

"A couple of weeks."

"Did you like it?"

"Yes. Yes I did."

"He was a good fuck? Was it true what they say about blacks?"

"It was in his case. He was a great fuck. He had a huge cock and it drove me crazy."

"Why did you stop seeing him?"

"I wanted you back."

"Bullshit! He had a huge cock and it drove you crazy and you gave it up for me and my little dick?"

"It's true. You might be only half his size, but you are a full person. All Doug was was a big cock and when it came to girls he thought that it was enough."

"He fucked you right here?"

Nan giggled, "Several times. Once when you were three cars over to the left with Bev Holbrook."

"Have you fucked him since we got married?"

"No silly, I take my marriage vows seriously" and then she giggled again, "But he stills tries every time he sees me which is damned near every day since he is the gym teacher at school."

"When was the last time you fucked him?"

"No Jim, let's get off the subject. I never should have let you know."

"But you did let me know and now I'm curious. I'm even more curious now that you have told me most of it, but don't want to tell me about the last time."

"Please Jim, let it alone."

"Don't please Jim me. You know how I am. You waved the red flag in front of me and now I won't leave it alone until I get an answer."

"You won't like it and this isn't the time or place. We've just had fantastic sex and are in a good mood and I don't want to make the drive home with you scowling at me."

"You said it was before we were married and that you haven't fucked him since saying "I do" so it isn't going to matter."

"You still aren't going to like it."

"Come on Nan, give."

"It was the day before the wedding."

"The day before our wedding?"

"I told you that you wouldn't like it."

"That's not it. It was fourteen years ago and before we were married so like it or not it doesn't matter now. But why? I could understand your doing it when we were split up, but the day before what was supposed to be one of the happiest days of our lives? Why?"

"I don't really know, I just did it. We ran into each other at the mall and he invited me for a drink to celebrate the coming nuptials. One drink led to another and we got to talking and he told me that I was making a big mistake in getting married. He said that I was too much woman to give myself to just one man and then he told me how much his cock missed me and that I was the best pussy that he'd ever had. He told me that there wouldn't be any more huge cocks in my life if I got married and I think that is what did it. I remembered how his huge cock used to drive me out of my mind and that after the ceremony the next day it would never happen again. We ended up in a motel room and fucked for the rest of the afternoon."

"Do you miss his huge cock?"

"I do think about it from time to time, but like I told you, I take my vows seriously. I think about it, but I'd never do any thing about it."

Listening to her tell me what she had done just before our wedding had my cock swelling. "You fucking slut you. You fucked him the day before you married me. I fucked you the night before the wedding. You gave me sloppy seconds -- you gave me your pussy with Doug's seed still in you."

Nan's face got pale and she waited for the explosion, but it never came.

"Get your clothes off and climb into the back."

"What?"

"There's a mattress back there you big cock loving whore. Get back there because I'm going to fuck you silly."

+++++++++++++++

I never would have known if my five-year-old hadn't come home crying.

"What's the matter sweetheart?"

"Jeffie called me a dumb old girl. Why are boys so mean daddy? I don't like boys, they are icky."

"Not all boys are icky sweetheart. I'm a boy and you don't think I'm icky, do you?"

"You're not a boy, you're a daddy."

"Well you don't worry your pretty little head about it sweetie. When you grow up you will stop thinking bad thoughts about boys and you will start to like having them around."

"Will I be like mommy?"

"What do you mean sweetie?"

"Mommy is a grownup and she likes having boys around."

"When does mommy have boys around sweetheart?"

"At night, after she puts us to bed."

My first thought was that following our night at the gravel pit Nan got to remembering how great Doug's cock had been and that she gave in the next time he took a shot at her. I was just working myself up for a major confrontation when I came to my senses. All I had to go on was what a five-year-old had told me and it hadn't been a week since Mary told me about the monster under her bed. No, I needed more to work with than what Mary had told me. It was obvious that if something was in fact happening, it was happening while I was away on location.

That night at dinner I told Nan that I was going to be gone on location for the next three days, but that I would be home Friday night. The next morning I tossed my travel bag in my pick up and headed out. The kid's bedtime was eight o'clock so when I got off work I caught a meal at Denny's and then wandered around the mall for a while. At seven forty-five I pulled up to the curb a half a block from the house, cut the lights and waited to see what, if anything, was going to happen.

Nothing had happened by ten after nine and I was all set to give it up and go check into a motel when a car came down the street and pulled up in our drive and parked. Three guys got out and walked up to the front door as I sat there and wondered just what the fuck was going on. I had expected to see Doug, not three guys. It wasn't until the three of them were on the porch and the porch light was shining on them and I saw that they were teenagers that the penny dropped. Mary had said boys, not men and it had been boys plural, not singular. Instantly I felt totally stupid. I'd had all kinds of bad thoughts about what my wife was doing with Doug when all she was doing was what she had done for years -- tutoring some of her students who were having problems.

"Great" I thought as I started the truck, "Now I get to spend a wasted night in a motel before calling home and telling Nan that plans had changed.

I was two blocks from the house when suddenly I slammed the breaks on. Nan taught seventh, eighth and ninth grades. Eighth and ninth graders weren't old enough to get driver's licenses and the boys on the porch looked to be eighteen or nineteen. I turned around and headed back. 

Nan was not stupid and she would know what I was doing if I suddenly walked in on her especially without my calling ahead and telling her that plans had changed. So, not to embarrass myself or put myself in Nan's bad graces if whatever was going on was totally innocent and above board, I went sneaking around the house and looking in windows. No one was in the living room, dinning room or kitchen. Mary's room was dark as was Brian's and John's. That left the den and our bedroom. I found myself hoping like hell that I would find them in the den going over papers or reading something. Not to be. The den was dark and the only light from the rear of the house came from our bedroom.

The blinds had been let down, there were two bent slats that Nan had been after me to fix forever and I was suddenly glad that I hadn't got around to it. I had to stand on tiptoe to see in and once I did I really, really wished that I hadn't. All four of them were naked and two of the boys had their cocks in my wife.

She was on her hands and knees and one boy was fucking her while her head bobbed up and down in the lap of the boy lying on the bed. The third boy was the biggest surprise. He was coal black and he stood off to the side and stroked a cock that would have done a horse proud; it had to be eleven or twelve inches long and as big around as a pop bottle. I just hoped for Nan's sake that they were all over eighteen.

I'm not one of those guys who gets a charge out of watching his wife getting fucked so once I had seen what was happening I went around to the front of the house and let myself in. I got my 12 gauge out of the hall closet and headed for the bedroom. Everything froze for about five seconds when I slammed the door open and walked in and then there was a sudden flurry of activity as Nan tried to separate herself from the two cocks in her and all three boys started looking for clothes and a way out. 

I racked the slide on the shotgun and everyone froze again as I hollered, "Just everybody stop where the hell you are."

Everybody froze and looked over at me and one of the boys peed down his leg. "You three" I said to the boys, "Over to the wall and sit down with your backs to it and your hands out in front of you where I can see them."

When they had done that I gathered up their clothes and got out their wallets. All three had drivers licenses and as I checked them out I said, "You got one bit of luck tonight babe; they are all over eighteen, although you did cut it kind of close with Robert. He just turned eighteen three weeks ago." I looked over at her, "I do hope that this hasn't been going on for more than three weeks or you could be in a world of shit."

I took the three wallets and went to the bedside phone and dialed information. "Yes operator; a number for Baxter on Locust Court. Yes, go ahead and connect me, I'll pay the charge."

"For God's sake Jim, don't do this. It will cost me my job."

"Tough shit Nan, it cost me my marriage."

"Hello? Mr. Baxter? Do you have a son named Robert? Yes, as a matter of fact I do know where he is right now. He is naked and in my wife's bedroom and I'm holding a shotgun on him. Maybe you would like to come over and help me decide what to do about the situation."

I made similar calls to the parents of the other two and then I told Nan to get a rag and clean Chuck's pee off the floor and to bring him a wash rag so he could clean himself up before his parents got there. I let the boys put on their underwear and then I told Nan to put on a robe and go and get me the tape recorder out of the den. When she got back with it I told the four of them, "While we are waiting I want to hear all about this. I want to know how it started and why. Nan, you go first" and I hit the RECORD button.

She looked away from me and then she said, "They were blackmailing me."

The one named Robert started to say something, but I held up my hand, "You will get your turn. I want to hear what she has to say first. Go ahead Nan."

"They were at the gravel pit the night we were there fooling around. They were peeking in cars and they saw us. They came to me after school one night and said that if I didn't do for them what I had done with you they would tell everyone that I had been out there doing one of my eighth graders. I told them that I would deny it and that it would be just their word against mine and then they said that when they told everyone about the strawberry birthmark on my ass everyone would believe them because how else would they have known about the birthmark. You know what kind of school board we have Jim. Even the hint of a scandal and they would have gotten rid of me."

"So you gave in to save your job."

She looked away from me and said, "Yes."

I turned to Robert, "Is that true?"

"Well yeah, kind of."

"What does that mean?"

"We was only going to do it the one time, but she had us back on her own."

"What do you mean?"

"When we were through the first time and were leaving she said to remember that it was our secret and nobody else should ever know and then she said she could only do it when you weren't home."

"So you did blackmail her?"

"Yeah, the first time."

I turned to the second boy, "Is that how you remember it?"

"Sort of."

"What does 'sort of' mean?"

"She didn't tell me and Robert we could only do it when you were gone; she told Harry when they was alone, but Harry said that we was all in it together and he told us. She was surprised when all three of us showed up the next time."

I looked over at Harry who was the black kid with the horse cock and said, "Is that the way it happened?" He nodded a yes and I said, "Speak up Harry, I want it on tape."

"Yes sir. That's the way it was."

Just then the doorbell rang and I told everyone to sit tight and it would all be over soon. Luckily Robert's dad, Harry's mom and Chuck's mom and dad arrived all at the same time so I only had to tell the story once. Then I said, "I have it all on tape and they were taped with the full knowledge that they were being taped so it will stand up in court. All three are over eighteen so it won't be juvenile court that gets the case -- they will be tried as adults. I have no idea how much influence you have over your kids, but for everyone's sake I hope it is considerable. What has happened stays in this room with the nine of us. If one whisper of what has gone on gets out and I don't care from whom, I will call the cops, play the tape for them and all three boys will go to prison. What's more, when they get out I will do everything in my power to see that they are placed on the sexual predator's list. One whisper, just one, and I call the cops."




Nan and Big Dicks



Robert's dad smirked and said, "No you won't. If you do you out the whore yourself."

"Are you really as stupid as you just sounded? If the word gets out you simple minded asshole she's already outed anyway. You want to save time and just get it over with now?" and I reached for the phone.

"No, no, everything is cool, no one will breathe a word."

"You all agree on that?"

I got a yes from everyone and then I told the boys to get dressed and get out.

When everyone was gone Nan said, "You think they will keep quiet?"

"I don't give a shit one way or the other. I just did it to see if I could save your job so you would be able to support yourself."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that we are through. I'll see a lawyer in the morning. Until then and I find out what I have to do I'll sleep on the couch. I'm not going to sleep on the bed where you stabbed me in the back."

"Don't do anything rash Jim. We can work through this. I love you and you know it and I know that you love me. We don't need to get lawyers involved. If it will make you feel better I'll go out and buy new sheets and a new mattress first thing tomorrow."

"Forget it Nan. And forget the love part too. I'll never trust you again and given how much time my job keeps me out of town I could never be sure of what you were doing when I was gone and I won't live like that."

"It wasn't my fault Jim. You heard them; they blackmailed me, they admitted it -- you have them on tape."

"Yeah, and I also heard them when they said that it was your idea that they come back, especially 'horse cock' Harry."

"That isn't true. They misunderstood me. I was surprised when they came back."

"No Nan, you were surprised when all three of them came back because you were only expecting Harry. And I'm not buying the blackmail thing either. You could have come to me and I would have handled it just like I did tonight. No Nan, you wanted to be blackmailed so you would have an excuse if you were caught."

"That's not true."

"Sure it is and I bet I can even tell you how it went down. There would be rumors of Harry's cock size floating all over the school and you would have heard them. Or maybe it was Doug who told you about Harry one of the times he was trying to get in your pants. Being the gym teacher he would have known about Harry's cock. God knows my old gym teacher seemed to know about everything that went on in the locker room. One day in the teacher's lounge or at a table in the cafeteria Doug might have made a comment like, "You used to like my big cock, but I have a kid in one of my classes who makes me seem small.

"Since I now know that I can't trust you it may even be that he told you about Harry one day while he was fucking you in a motel room some where."

I saw something change in Nan's eyes when I said that. "Don't ever try playing poker with that face Nan. You just gave it away. After our night at the gravel pit you got to thinking about how great Doug's big cock felt and you took up with him again and during pillow talk you learned about Harry."

"That just isn't true," Nan said, but her voice didn't carry any conviction.

"Whatever. When the boys came to blackmail you and you saw that one of them was Harry you couldn't spread your legs and say "Please don't tell" fast enough."

"You aren't being fair Jim. You don't know any of that. You are upset and you are letting your imagination run away with you. Okay, so I did get a little carried away with the boys, but they did blackmail me -- they admitted it for God's sake."

"Give it up Nan. The bottom line, if I throw out everything I think and just stick to what I know, is that you chose your job over your marriage. I know I found you in our bed with two cocks buried in you and a third standing by waiting its turn. I know that you invited Harry to come back for seconds. That is what I know and that is more than enough to make me disgusted with you. We are through, but there is always a bright side to things. You are now free to bounce up and down on Doug's cock all you want. Plus, there is Harry. He is over eighteen and you can fuck him to your hearts desire. There is no end to the cock you can now have Nan, you just don't ever get to have mine again.

"Now if you will excuse me I'm going out to find a bar and have several really stiff drinks. It will do me a world of good if when I get back home you don't say one fucking word to me until I can find a place and move out."



Nan & Staf



I was looking out the window of the store I manage and there he was again. This was the 4th Saturday I had seen him and I had made up my mind I was going to talk with him. I told one of my clerks I was going to lunch and got into the walkway in the mall in time to see him go into one of the restaurants. He was just sitting down at one of the tables and no one was with him. I walked over and pulled the other chair out telling him my name was Nan and did he mind if I joined him. He was startled at first but after a quick glance looking me over, his face changed to a big smile and he said no, glad to have you and started to stand. I told him it was ok, keep your seat but thank you for being a gentleman. 

He said his name was Staf. I put my right hand out to shake his and he put his left hand out to try and shake mine. I lifted mine a little and said no I want to shake that one looking at the right one. He grinned and worked the arm up and I took hold of the two hooks at the end of his prosthetic arm and shook them. He had a short sleeve dress shirt with an expensive bolo tie on buttoned at the neck. He said thanks, most people want to avoid it. I answered that I was not one of those and gave him a big smile back. The server came and took our order and I asked if it was ok if I asked how he lost it. He said not at all, he had been in the grocery store and when he got in his car, it was gone. He kept a straight face the whole time.

I had heard the line before and gave him a big laugh anyway and he joined me then. After, he narrowed his eyes and looked me over good and I could tell he was thinking. After a brief time he said I think you will understand, I had it removed 4 years ago. I told him I absolutely understood and thanked him for trusting and being honest with me. I could see that it was gone from half way between his elbow and shoulder. He had fantastic control of it and it was very close to a normal arm and hand. He added you might not have noticed, my left leg is gone 2/3rds of the way up from my knee. I said no, I had not seen him walk long enough to detect it. He smiled and said the word devotee? I nodded saying I hope you don't mind. He said not at all, he was always happy to be in the company of one. 

Our food came and I told him I had seen him several times before and finally worked my courage up to approach him. He said yes, he had been spending the last four weekends here working with the people in the mall office. I told him where I worked and he said he knew the place. He told me he was glad I had spoken to him and was eating with him today. I am 5'2", small, weigh only 98 pounds and have a great tan. I also have D cup breasts and I usually don't wear a bra. 

Today I had dressed a little special in case I did run into him. The short sleeve, tan blouse I had on was very sheer. I had a light colored camisole on under it that mostly covered the fact I did not have a bra on, but if you looked close enough you could tell. What really gave me away to him I am sure, is the fact that he, as an amputee, really turned me on and my nipples were sticking out. I had a short skirt and heels that gave my well toned legs added sex appeal. Staf had looked me over several times and I gave him a big smile of encouragement each time our eyes met.

He asked how long I had been a devotee and I said ever since college. I lived in a house with several people and one of the men was a paraplegic, complete injury. We became good friends and did a lot together. Most of the men I had dated since then were crippled in some way. Only one of them had been an amputee though and she had both legs gone. I admitted to him I found her irresistible and we lived together for a while until she moved to another part of the country. He looked at me and I said yes, I am bi-sexual. Staf said no problem. He told me where he lived, alone, and I said me to. He was just in town on the weekends. I asked when he went back and he said an afternoon flight tomorrow. 

I asked if he would like a home cooked meal tonight and he said yes, he would enjoy one, it had been a long time. I wrote my name, address and phone number on a napkin and gave it to him. I told him to come comfortable, tie was not necessary. He said how comfortable and I said up to you, with or without your prosthetics is fine with me. He said thanks, he would keep that in mind. I said I had to get back to work so the others could eat and he got up to walk with me. For an AK amp he walked very well. I was sure glad I had worn a thong today as watching him use his arm to eat had really turned my faucet on. We said good bye for now at my store and I watched him walk off for as far as I could see him.

Between customers I made a quick list of things I needed at the store and 4:30 finally arrived. I had opened at 8 this morning so some relief people came in and were there until 9 tonight. I stopped at the store and got the things I needed and got home. I have an apartment not too far away from work. I got some food ready to put in the oven and headed to the bathroom for a shower. I trimmed my pubic hair first then got into the shower and washed and then shaved my legs all the way up. I keep my hair short so all I had to do was wash it, towel it dry and run a comb through it. I decided I was going to put the same blouse back on, but without the camisole under it. He had spent a lot of time looking at it at lunch so thought I would let him undo his imagination and see the real thing. 

I put some shorts on and stayed barefooted. I put stuff in the oven and soon the buzzer went off for the building front door. I asked who it was and recognized his voice on the intercom. I buzzed him in and a couple of minutes later there was a knock at the door. I could see through the view hole it was him and opened the door. Staf glided in on one crutch under his good arm and did not have either prosthetic on. I could see both his arm and leg stump protruding from his clothing. WOW and I had no panties on. I might have to go put a pad on. He brought me back to earth by asking if I was ok with him being this way and I said you bet. I offered my cheek and he kissed it without hesitation. 

I led him to the small patio deck I had and pushed a chair up close to where I was going to sit. He walked very well with just the one full length, underarm crutch using it for the missing leg. There were no hops or jerky motions, very fluid. He remarked about the great view I had from the deck and I said yes, I loved it. I asked what he did at the mall and he again got that narrow eyed look trying to decide if he could trust me. He asked if I would not repeat anything he told me and I promised I would not. He then told me he now owned it and added he was going to put another line of shops off of the main hall. I was shocked, I did not know it was up for sale nor that it had been sold and said that. Staf said it was really never on the market a friend of his had a tip that the owner might be interested and he had gotten in touch and they worked out a deal. They did not want to make it public until the deal to get the construction under way was set to keep the cost down. 

I congratulated him and asked if he wanted something to drink. He said iced tea or whatever was fine, he did not drink alcohol. I told him I did not either and got up to get us tea. I could tell he was really looking at my blouse so as I sat down I said to him I thought as much as he looked at it today he might want to have a better look tonight. He did not know how to react at first then when I could not keep from laughing he understood. I told him I think I am like you, I do not mind letting my assets be seen and reached up and touched his arm stump. He said I was absolutely right and he thanked me for being that way. He added he thought I was a very sexy lady. I told him I know he is a very sexy man and then touched his leg stump. 

I asked when he had realized he wanted his arm and leg removed and Staf answered when he was a junior in high school. After college he got lucky and made some good money on a land deal and decided to use it for the surgery. He had never regretted his decision. I told him that watching him gave me a big thrill. He said he always was glad to make friends with people that could enjoy his being crippled with him. He leaned forward in his chair and took my hand and placed it on his leg stump. As he did he leaned forward more so we could kiss and I took his hand and placed it on my breast. We felt each other for a while then he settled back in his chair and we watched each other. 

The oven timer went off and I asked him if he would like to join me in the kitchen as I finished dinner. He said for sure and I picked up our glasses and brought them with me. What was in the oven required a little more time and I got the fruit salad ready and on the table. We talked some more and found that we were both 28 and I am 6 weeks older than he is. We talked about the colleges we had gone to and our degrees. I got food dished up and sat his in front of him. I had picked food that did not require a knife and fork to cut this time as I was not sure if that would embarrass him. I won't worry about that in the future as he does not mind asking for help I found out.

As we were eating he said you know, I have been in several women's homes but for some reason I feel very comfortable with you, you are so easy to be around. I said thank you and asked even though you know I am a devotee? He said yes, it was a big reason he felt like he did. Neither one of us mind that the other really likes how our body's are. You like my stumps and I like you sexy breasts and the rest of your body. I looked into his face and eyes and finally said how would you like to join me in the bedroom and we can get this clothing out of the way and explore each other fully. Staf said great idea and we got up from the table and headed to the bedroom. I showed him the bathroom and he said thanks. When he came out I told him to wait until I got back to undress. He grinned and said no problem.

After I got done and washed myself off as wet as I was, I returned to the bedroom and sat on the bed before him. I took his top off and then looking into his face, pulled his shorts down. That was all he had on. He sat beside me and undid the buttons on my blouse and slipped it off my shoulders. I stood and he pulled my shorts down. We moved over to the middle of the bed and I started exploring him. I started with his arm stump and as I was rubbing and massaging it, I started kissing him. His lips were very soft and he soon opened his mouth inviting my tongue in. I did and we kissed for a while. I then trailed my kissed down his face and over to his arm stump and kissed all over it and using my tongue to push in on the skin at the end of the bone. I then continued to work my kisses down and fond his leg stump. I glanced at his penis as I went by and it was long and thick with hair all around. 

I repeated the movements on his leg stump, again enjoying the feel of the bone through the skin on the end. Since he was using a prosthetic leg there was muscle and skin over the end of the bone, but it was still very easy to feel the flat end of the bone. I always get a thrill feeling it. I worked my way up the inside of his thigh and ran into his hairy balls. They were large and heavy. One hung lower than the other. Next came his fully erect cock. I am not a virgin and know that my small little pussy will stretch to take him, but it is always a little unnerving to see a big one for the first time and I had not had a male in me for some time. My last relationship was with the female para. 

I ran my hand up and down his shaft and all around the head. He was leaking pre-cum and I think I surprised Staf with immediately taking it into my mouth. I wanted to taste him first. I liked how he did taste and said so then moved my way back up to his head. When I got alongside him he said wow that was wonderful. He said no one had ever spent so much time and attention to his stumps before. I told him I could not get enough of them. He pushed me over on my back and started looking me over. 

We kissed again for some time and then he worked his way down to my breasts. They don't spread out and sag on my chest wall. They look like they are silicone, especially the way they stand up on my chest when I am on my back, but my lovers soon find out they are all natural. Staf spent a lot of time with his hand, stump and mouth on them and I enjoyed every second. I think he is going to be a very good lover. I kept moaning and telling him how much I liked what he was doing. He worked his hand down to my pussy as he was sucking on a nipple and spread my pubic lips. He let go of my nipple long enough to say how soaking wet I was. I told him yes I know, that is what your stumps do to me.

He started his head down towards his hand and kissed all the way down. I pulled my legs up to my breasts to one, get them out of his way as he was moving there and two, give him good access to my pussy. After he got into position he licked up and down my slit and stuck his tongue as far as he could into my vagina. Yes he was a fantastic lover. He moved his hand around my hip, over my abdomen and to the top of my clit. With two fingers he spread me open so he could nibble at my hood which drove my clit out even more. He sucked it into his mouth and used the tip of his tongue to torture me. I suddenly came big time and he kept me going like that for over a minute. I finally had to push his head away from it. 

However he stuck it right back in my vagina to get at the juice that was flowing out of it. He moved his tongue out and down to between by vagina and ass and with the tip of his tongue started rubbing there. That immediately got me off again big time. No one had ever touched me there before. He then moved up along my left side and we kissed and tongued again. His left leg stump was on my hip and I leaned back into him and said I needed him in me. I asked Staf if he wanted to fuck me and he said he would enjoy that. He told me he had a vasectomy and I told him I was on the pill but that I wanted him to use a condom for now. I reached one that I kept close and tore it open then rolled it down his hard cock. 

He was slightly behind me and I pulled my leg up out of the way and he guided his big thing towards my little hole. As he touched me with his head he said don't worry, he would be slow and gentle with me. I said thanks and he rubbed his rubber sheathed cock up and down my slit to bet some lubrication on it. He finally very slowly pushed the head into me and kept pressure on it. I was so slopping wet it slid in a lot easier that both of us thought it would. It felt wonderful going in and I told him so. He finally bottomed out and I told him to go ahead I was fine. I relaxed my leg over his hip and he started in on me. He pulled it out very slow and pushed back in now adding some speed. 

I kept telling him how good he felt inside me and I started thrusting against him. He is a little over 6 feet tall so his head was above mine and made it hard to kiss. He moved his hand up and took hold of my breast pulling me to him and she pumped me. I told him his cock head was hitting my G-spot and I was going to cum and did before I could stop. He kept right up with me and I put my hands down and could get to his balls. I pulled on them for a little while and finally he said he was ready. I quickly got my hand to my clit and rubbed it and shortly we both came at the same time. I could feel him squirting his cum into the rubber to told him so. This seemed to drive him on a few more times, me along with him. 

We both finally ran out of steam and just fell back on to the bed. After a couple of minutes I felt him going soft and reached down and held the rubber on his spent cock as it fell out of me. I did not want it to come off yet. After he was out, I pulled it off, tied a knot in it and dropped it on the floor. I then took his limp dick into my mouth and cleaned it off. It tasted very good. He firmed up just a little as I was doing it but I knew he was done for a while but I hoped not very long. I moved up into his arm and we held each other tightly. 

After we rested for a while I asked if he was ready for desert. He laughed and said you or in the kitchen. I said he could have both if he wanted and he said sounds good to me, sit on my face. That surprised me a little but I moved and he got on his back and I moved in over his mouth and lowered myself down. His tongue was the best I had ever had. My pussy was still a little sore from his big cock so I did not cum. About the time I was getting there he would change his position just enough to cause a little pain and I would lose concentration but it still felt great. After a while I told him he was fantastic and got off. I kissed him more getting a good taste of myself. I helped him up and we went naked to the kitchen for the icebox pie I had made. 

After we were done we decided to go back out on to the deck and he had me sit facing him on his lap. He wanted my breasts and I stretched up some so he could get his mouth on my nipples. I played with his arm stump while he did this. I did feel him get semi hard during this but not enough to get into me. I asked him if he would be back next weekend and he told me no, it would be three weeks before he was back. That made me sad and I asked if he would consider staying with me the next time he came and he said he would like to very much. He now had his hand working the other breast and told me how great they were. He had never seen such sexy ones as I had. I thanked him for the complement. 

He asked if I knew what time it was and I could see into the living room that it was 11:15. He said it was late and he had better get back to the motel. He asked if I would call him a cab and I was shocked he had not driven here. He said they did not have a car with hand controls this time so he just used a cab. I told him I would take him and he did not put up much of an argument. I helped him get dressed and I put on a shirt and some shorts. We got down to my car and I drove him to the motel. I parked in front of his door and turned the car and lights off. We immediately went into each other's arms and started kissing. He reached out with his left hand and found the very large leg opening to my shorts and stuck his hand in. I was still aroused from watching him walk to my car. He got his finger into me and fingered me good. Finally he said lets go into my room and I said lead the way.

We did not turn the lights on, there was enough light from the outside and I stripped first and helped him. He got on the bed and I rapidly mounted his hard cock that was sticking up in the air. He grabbed a breast with his left hand and started squeezing as I fucked him hard. He was all the way in me in this position and it felt fantastic. I was hoping since he had come so much at my place he would last a while and I could get off a few times. He did and I did and I finally got him to cum in me. As we were coming down he got a worried look on his face and said he forgot to put a condom on. I told him I had not wanted one this time, I trusted him and only had him use one to slow him down the first time we did it. I wanted you to last a while.

He said good thinking and it did just that. I lifted off him holding my hand to catch anything that came out of my pussy and got to the bathroom and the john. Staf came in a minute later looking for something to wipe off with also but I had him come over to me and cleaned him with my mouth. When I was done I told him I was looking forward to getting a good cum in my mouth next time. I cupped his leg stump and I sucked him and finally he drained out of me and I got off the john. I got dressed and we kissed good night. I told him to call me in the morning after he got up, out of bed I mean, and said thanks for the best night I have had for a long time. He thanked me for the home cooked meal and the several deserts. I got in the car and drove home. I was soon in bed but wide awake thinking what saying hello and sitting with someone in a restaurant can lead to.



Nan and the Day without Kids



For Nan

This was written 11 years ago for my wife. I hope you enjoy it because I know she did, wink!

The is a story of a woman named Nan. 5'6", dishwater blond and a figure of 36C x 24 x 37. Her age is 40 years old and has three children. Her beauty is such that men turn and look as she goes by but she is married and does not notice. The days are warm this July and not as humid as it can be in Wisconsin. Snuggling up to her with her body molding itself to yours in the morning makes you want to stay in bed far to long to get much done in the mornings. Her breast are firm with nipples the size of your little finger and standout ½ inch.

Today the children are visiting the grandparents and we are alone for the day. She wants to have fun today and puts on a short maid's outfit without any under garments. I am wearing a pair of short and a t-shirt. We work in the morning to clean the house. Nan has said that today I can not touch her until she is read and allows me to. Every time she bends to clan a piece of furniture or pick something up the smooth round flesh of her behind peeks out from under the skirt. I wan to grab it each that happens but we must get the cleaning done. Nan makes a point this morning to bend over many times and always face away from me. I went down stairs to clean the rec. room and she came down to do the laundry. Returning upstairs nan walked up ahead of me showing off her firm, smooth, squeezable, mouth watering, undulating ass and pussy lips. From this angle her legs seem to go on for ever. I can not wait till she will allow me to fun my hands up her legs and caress her behind. Showing off has her aroused evident by the glistening moisture on the lips of her pussy as she ascends in front of me.

At lunch we ate strawberries with Wool Whip for dessert. Nan picked up one and kisses the end with her ruby lips then dips it into the topping. Bringing it to her mouth she slowly licks the white whipped topping from the tip while looking into my eyes with want hers. Doing this with each strawberry drives me up the wall with excitement. I feel like I am trembling but since she has not said I can touch yet I have to live with almost climaxing then and there. Her nipples are standing at attention and very visible through the satiny material of the maid's dress. Standing up Nan brushes her nipples across my neck sending shivers up and down our spines.

A break was taken by snuggling on the love seat and watching some of a porn movie. She caresses my legs as we watch. She never lets me get so aroused to climax. With her other hand she caresses her pussy and climaxes twice as we watch. I have to suffer on the other hand and dream until she will let me touch her and allowed to climax.

Cleaning the rest of the house goes slow because she keeps teasing me as she parades around cleaning and keeping me so excited. Standing on a char to reach high areas her lower body is presented again. Many times I had to fight back the urge to grab her and pull her to me with my cock standing at full attention between us. I wanted to run my hands over every part of her sensual body. But per our agreement I could not.

Nan says, "lest take a bath and clean up." I agreed quickly to that suggestion. During the bath we soap each other's bodies which I am so grateful for since I had for so long today wanted to touch her. I get to lather her body with soap and caress her with soapy fingers. She soaps me and covers me with suds but avoids my raging hard cock preventing any relief. I am so please to be able to run my hands over her sensual body to clean her with soapy hands. Taking the large bath towels and vigorously dry each other.

After the bath she says, "lets go into the bedroom." She wants to tie my hands to the bed to prevent me from touching her. Seeing how it is to be in total control while making love together. She uses her nylons to tie my hands to the head of the bed and my ankles to the foot of the bed. After I am secure she kisses and licks me from head to toe but always passing my groin. Climbing on top she straddles me sitting on my lap and waves her breast in front of my face. Nan runs her pussy over my balls and cock lubricating the while surface. She concentrates on riding my balls for a while. Then she moved up to my cock and slides her pussy lips up and down on either side of it with the head rubbing against her clit. I am in heaven and can not hold back and climax. To keep me erect she quickly slides down and licks my cock clean. The sensation in unbelievable. Some where between pain and pleasure with her licking the head of my cock after I climaxed. For a time all other things disappear except the sensations of her attention on my cock.

Nan climbs off me and gets a dildo from the night stand drawer. She says, "you wanted me to use one of these and now I am going to sit on you and make you watch as I fuck myself with it." Nan climbs back on top of me straddling my chest with her pussy in front of my face. After running the rubber cock rhythmically up and down between her pussy lips getting it wet she slips it into her. Sliding it in and out over and over as I am force to lay there and watch. Fucking her pussy with the dildo till she climaxes and her hot pussy juices squirt over my face, chin and chest. The hot pussy juices feeling so good knowing she has climaxed.

She slid down to my cock and again rand her now very slippery cunt over my penis. Shortly she moved up so my cock would pop into her pussy and slide effortlessly. Leaning back with her hands on my thighs and rocking hard on my cock. Rocking faster and faster the heat building fast. She leans forward and offers her nipple for me to suckle. Greedily sucking on her nipples one then the other as she offers them to me. Losing track of time she climaxes multiple times as I suckle on her nipples and she rides my cock. I last longer because of the short time since she had me climax sliding her pussy along my cock. Time was a lost concept with our wild fucking. My scrotum draws up and my cock jumps deep insider her pussy as she grips tight around me. Driving me over the top and exploding with her filling her with my cum.

Collapsing on me she unties my hands so I can wrap my arms around her. Laying together snuggling and basking in the after glow of our love making. 

The bath we took before the love making has to be done again. But we both agree it will feel wonderful. Slowly washing each other before the Grandparents bring the kids home.

Love you Nan!



Nan Lesson 2



Nan - Lesson 2 - Paul shows Nan what it's all about!

By OneWhoKnows ©

Susie couldn't wait to tell Paul all about the girls only party. She was waiting for him at his apartment when he got home late Sunday afternoon. She wanted to see the expression on his face, when she told him he was going to get to fuck Nancy.

"Hi, Sweety! Thank you so much, for letting me have my girls only party here. You won't believe how I'm going to thank you."

"Hi, Honey! God I missed you! And I'll bet I can guess how you're going to thank me."

"Not a chance in hell, Lover! But you can try."

"You're going to thank me by fucking my brains out."

"No, I'm going to thank you… by letting you fuck…

Nancy's brains out!! She wants you to be her first!"

"HOLY SHIT!! REALLY?"

"Yes, we gave her four beers, watched one of your movies, and told naughty little stories about what the rest of us have been doing. 

She was really relaxed, and really curious, so we teamed up on her. We undressed her, tied her down on your four poster, and showed her how much fun sex can be. Then we all just played around some. She wants to play catch-up! I'm sure you're willing to help out."

"Damn right! When do we start?"

"I told her you were all mine for a few days, but that we would set something up for Friday night. Think you can wait that long?"

"Oh, yeah. I'll just keep myself busy, pleasuring you. Let's start about right now." He picked her up, carried her to the bedroom, and put her down. "Strip!" As he started peeling off his clothes.

They finished in a tie, as her panties and his boxers hit the floor simultaneously. They laid down on the bed, wrapped their arms around each other, and started kissing passionately.

It was late when they finally quit playing and went to sleep. A weekend seemed like way too long a time to be apart. Susie spent the night at Paul's. Paul woke up with a good morning woodie, so they had a quick session before he had to go to work. They talked a little bit about what would be the best way to introduce Nan to sex.

Paul went to work, and Susie went home. She had been spending some nights at Paul's, so her parents weren't worried about her. After all, she was 20 years old.

It seemed like the week just flew by. About all Paul could think of all week, was what it was going to be like, getting to fuck sweet, virgin Nan. Naive, busty Nan. He was finally going to get to suck on those pink nipples, and see if he could make them poke out. He had thought about it at the pool party, and now he was going to get to do it!

Susie had called Nan, and told her to just come over to her house Friday evening as soon after she had eaten dinner as she could. That way her dinner could settle a little before they got started. Nan told her mom that she was spending the night with Susie. That was the truth. She just didn't say where!

Paul had planned ahead. He had bought a bottle Of Vodka and some orange juice. He wanted Nan to be relaxed, and beer took too long. 

He greeted them at the door. "Hi, Honey!" And gave her a big kiss.

"Hi, Nan!" And gave her a big kiss, which surprised her, but she didn't hesitate or resist.

Susie spoke, "Now, remember, Sweety, I'm your girlfriend. I'm only letting you play with Nan for this one night. We'll just have to wait and see if anything else ever happens."

"You know I love you, Honey. And I really love that you are willing to share me with your three best friends. I'm the luckiest guy in this town!"

Nan spoke shyly, "Paul, you know I've never done anything like this before. Please go slow and be gentle with me."

He answered, "I hear that the girls didn't go slow… or go easy on you, last weekend when I was gone."

Nan blushed, "Well, no…. but I was drunk."

Paul said, "I'm going to help you both relax, before we get started." He mixed a double shot screwdriver for Nan, and a single shot one for Susie, being careful to hand the right drink to each of them. 

He opened a coke for himself.

Susie asked, "Sweety, aren't you going to have a drink with us?"

He answered, "No, I want to keep things under control and not be impaired, so I'm just going to drink plain coke."

They went and sat down on the couch, with Paul in the middle. They talked a while, with Paul reassuring Nan that he would go slow and explain everything as it was happening. 

Nan was obviously nervous, because she drank her Vodka and OJ pretty fast. After a bit, Paul suggested they move to his bedroom.

The covers were turned down, and there was a towel spread in the middle of the bed. The lights were turned down low, and he had moved the big chair that he usually sat in to put his socks and shoes on, over by the bed.

He said, "Susie Honey, here's the chair you wanted, so you could just watch while Nan and I get comfortable."

She answered, "Okay." And sat down in the big chair. 

She was still dressed.

Paul said, "Nan, just relax. We're going to go easy. Let me help you get undressed."

She replied, "Okay. Susie, Are you going to just watch?" 

Susie replied, "Remember me telling you that Paul was all mine for a few days?

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Well, he just wore me out every night this week! I'm actually a little sore, so I'm just going to watch for now. I may join you a bit later."

Nan was getting pretty relaxed, from the Vodka. She held her arms up. And Paul removed her shirt. Then he unhooked her bra and laid it aside also. He helped her get her jeans and panties pushed halfway down, then she sat down on the bed. She leaned back on the bed, and held her legs up while Paul pulled her sandals. Jeans and panties off. She scooted over to the middle of the bed.

Here was a vision Paul had been thinking about all week. A lovely, well built, 20 year old virgin, wanting him to be her first, laying naked on his bed, and his girlfriend was going to let him.

He walked over to Susie, "Thank you, Honey, for being you and being willing to share me. Just relax for now, and let me get Nan started."

Susie answered , "Okay. Just be easy with her. Go slow like you did with me the first time. I'll join you in a bit."

Paul undressed and got on the bed. He leaned down over Nan, and started kissing her. Little soft kisses on her lips, her cheeks, down her neck, and finally on those wonderful Double D's of hers. She was squirming, but certainly enjoying his attention. 

He teased her for a few minutes, occasionally reaching down to rub the sparse bit of red hair on her mound. He hadn't touched her pussy yet.

He wanted her to be begging him to fuck her, before he entered her.

He looked over at his girlfriend in the chair. She just smiled at him, and took another sip of her drink. Right now he wanted to give all his attention to Nan and her first time. Yes, the girls had teased her and made her climax a couple of times. But this was going to be her first time with a guy. He wanted her to see it as making love, not just having sex.

He continued kissing her, massaging her breasts, sucking on those pink nipples that were now really poking out proudly, and rubbing her mound. Nan was cooing and purring. She was really happy, that Paul was being her first.

He rolled her onto her side, facing him. He scooted way up on the bed. He told her that they were going to start, by him showing her how nice it felt, to suck on a nice, hard cock. Nice for him, and something new for her. 

She was just relaxed enough from the Vodka, to go along with whatever Paul wanted, but still wide awake with anticipation. 

He showed her how he wanted her to suck and lick his cock, and let her practice for a few minutes. 

He thought, "Thank you again, Mary Alice! If you hadn't taught me self control, I'd be cumming buckets full right now!"

Paul told her, "I know you went down to Planned Parenthood, and have started taking the pill. But, until you've done it for a least a month, we need to use protection, to be sure you don't get pregnant.

She answered, "What ever you say. I trust you."

Finally he decided to move the session along. He rolled her onto her back, slipped a pillow under her ass, and moved down between her thighs. These were luscious, muscular thighs. And her skin was ohh soo soft. He carefully rolled a Trojan down over his rock hard cock.

He sat on his knees, and started playing with her outer lips. They responded by puffing out, revealing her inner lips which were pink and swollen. He gently pushed the hood up off her clit, and started rubbing little circles around it, being careful not to stimulate her button too much yet. She was moaning and her breathing was getting faster, each breath being just a quick little gasp of air.

He certainly didn't need any lubricant, she was dripping wet with anticipation. She was getting really close to her first orgasm, so he rubbed gently back and forth across her clit a couple of times, causing her to experience her first orgasm of the night. Her body shook, and she arched her pussy up to meet his fingers, wanting more.

He started teasing her pussy, just with the head of his cock, rubbing it up and down her slit a few times. Then as she started pushing up to meet him, he started pushing into her just a little bit. She was really excited, and started making all sorts of little sounds, none of which he could really understand. They weren't really words, just sounds of pleasure.

Finally he leaned down to kiss her tenderly on her lips. She responded by putting her hand on the back of his neck, and pulling him into a real deep kiss, just like Betsy had showed her. 

Paul whispered, "Nan, I'm going to slowly put my cock in your pussy now. Just relax and enjoy." 

She whispered back, "Okay!!"

Paul gently started pushing into her. Slowly stroking in and out, going a little deeper after every few strokes. It wasn't long before he was about half way in. "God she's tight!!" He thought.

She was moaning, "OOhhh! Ummmm! Oohhh!"

He kept just a slow steady stroking pace, going about half way in each time.

Her breathing started getting ragged. Her face was flushed, and she was turning pink a ways down her chest. Paul was up on his arms, so he could watch her, and so he could control the pace and how deep he went.

He knew from experience that she was right on the edge. Just ready to climax, but trying to wait and savor the intense feeling.

He backed out almost all the way. Her pussy muscles tightened, trying to hold on to him. He thrust hard into her cunt, burying his cock, balls deep in her. 

She screamed, "AAAAGGGHHH!! MMMMPPHH! OH, FUCK!!"

Paul withdrew about halfway, and thrust hard back into her, about a dozen times. Her muscles were contracting, squeezing his cock. She was moaning loudly, holding onto his arms, and pushing her pussy up to meet his thrusts. He couldn't wait any longer, and filled the Trojan, with a full, hot load. He lowered himself down to his elbows, holding her tightly, kissing her softly.

Susie was watching them from her chair. "Nan, are you okay?"

Nan took a deep breath, sighed, and replied, "Oh, yeah! I'm fine!!

Thank you so much, for letting Paul be my first."

Paul carefully pulled out, making sure he didn't lose a very full Trojan.

He said, "Nan, maybe some day, when you've been on the pill for a while, Susie will let us do this again, bareback, so you can feel how warm and wonderful a big load of cum really feels."

He got up, and went to the bathroom, to dispose of the Trojan, and to wash, being careful to get himself good and clean. He didn't want any little swimmers to be left behind!

Paul went from the bathroom to the kitchen, to get himself a cold beer! He'd earned it. When he walked back into the bedroom, Susie had undressed, and she and Nan were in a tangle of arms and legs, whispering to each other between kisses. He just sat down in the chair, sipping on his beer, and watched for a few minutes.

When his beer was empty, he got up, and walked over to the bed. 

"So, how is No-longer-a-virgin Nan feeling?"

"Oh, I'm feeling fantastic! You were wonderful. That was almost mean, teasing me and making me wait like that. But, Oh my God, when you did that first hard thrust into me, it was like a lightning bolt shot thru me! I had no idea that sex would feel like this. My mom had a little talk with me when I turned 16. She made it sound like sex was just something a woman had to do, for her husband, and to have children. She's wrong! Sex is recreation, Not just re-creation!"

Susie spoke, "Nan, I'm glad you enjoyed your first fuck! I'm sure Paul is going to want to do you again tonight, since I told him he only has permission to make love to you for tonight. Then, we're going to have to see about finding you a boyfriend. I don't mind sharing him once in a while, but not all the time!"

Paul sat down on the edge of the bed, next to Susie. Nan was on the far side. He leaned in to give his girlfriend a long slow kiss.

"Susie Honey, I love you! I'm so lucky to have you. I'm glad that you decided to have a pool party, because you wanted to try girls. Not only have you tried, Viki, Betsy, and Nan, I've gotten to have wild sex with all of them. We'll, wild sex with Viki and Betsy. I think we need to have a wild session right now, with the three of us."

Susie stood up, and pushed him over onto the bed, on his back.

"So, you want wild sex with both of us, huh? I rested on the first round. Now I'm ready to join in." 

She straddled him, guiding his already hard again cock into her waiting pussy. 

"I can ride you bareback! Let's see how long you can last. How many times can you make me climax, before you lose control and fill me with hot cum?"

Paul answered, "I went slow to show Nan how love is supposed to be made. Slow and gentle to start… Then fast and furious at the finish!

If you‘re ready, let‘s do it."

Susie answered, "I just watched, while you were giving Nan her very first ever, good lovin' session. Now, I want some! Nan, sit on his face."

Paul added, "Oh, yeah! Put your knees on each side of my head, spread them wide, and let me lick that sensitive pussy of yours."

Nan asked, "Which way should I face?"

Paul answered, "For this time, put your back to Susie. I can get at your pussy better that way. I want to really make you squirm."

Susie said, "That's okay, I'm going to squirm all over your cock, and see if I can distract you."

Nan got in position over Paul's face. She spread her knees wide, so her pussy was right on his mouth. He started teasing her outer lips, then her inner lips and her clit with his tongue. She didn't even last two minutes, before she had the first of several orgasms she would experience in the next 20 minutes. 

He would lick up and down, then suck on her clit and flick his tongue across it, then push his tongue as deep into her pussy as he could. Then do it all over, again and again. When he finished, she barely had the strength or energy to climb off his face, and collapse on the bed beside him.

Meanwhile, Susie was riding Paul's cock, like she was riding in a rodeo. But it was lots longer than any eight seconds! She had orgasm after orgasm, ‘til her juices were running down over his balls. He was still hard as a steel rod, his mind was still thinking about how tight Nan's pussy had been, and now how good it felt to have his girlfriend riding him with abandon. 

When Susie had her fourth or fifth orgasm, he wasn't counting, he thrust hard up into her, several quick, hard thrusts, sending spurt after spurt of his hot cum, deep into her cunt. 

He thought, "Damn! It feels so much better bareback."

Susie almost just fell over on the bed beside Paul. He was in heaven. Susie on one side of him, and Nan on the other. They just lay there resting for a while, talking just a little bit. Everyone was tired enough that they could have just gone to sleep, but Paul thought that if this was a one night only thing, he wanted to fuck Nan one more time!

He said, "Susie, why don't you let Nan lay down in the middle of the bed, with her ass up on a pillow. You can lean in from one side, and show her some more about how to deep kiss and tongue tease. I'm going to enjoy giving her another lesson in fucking! Only this time… I'm just going to see how many times I can make her cum."

He opened another Trojan and carefully rolled it down over his hard-on. He didn't want to forget to play safe, even though he was going to start by licking her pussy, 'til she begged him to fuck her.

Paul and Susie got up. Nan moved over to the middle of the bed, as Paul put a pillow under her ass. Susie sat down beside Nan, leaned down, and started kissing her. Paul got on his knees between Nan's lovely thighs. He started licking, nibbling, teasing, and then worked three fingers into her cunt. She was humping his fingers, pushing her pussy at him.

It was only a few minutes before Nan pulled her head back from Susie. "Damn it, Paul! Stop teasing and do me!"

Paul teased a little more with his fingers. "What do you want me to do, Nan?"

"Fuck me, Paul! Fuck me hard!"

Paul moved up and in one hard thrust, buried his cock in her. She came in that instant. Her vaginal muscles were clamping down on his cock as he thrust into her time after time, hard and fast. Her orgasms just ran together. She couldn't tell when one ended and the next one started. They were so close together, it was like she was having just one tremendous, intense orgasm. 

About five minutes was all she could stand. Susie was kissing her deep and long, making it hard for Nan to get her breath. 

Finally she jerked her head back, "ENOUGH! THAT'S ENOUGH!! 

I can't take any more! Ohhh! Daamnnn!"

Paul gave a couple more hard thrusts, making sure Nan was done in. He wasn't going to cum again this soon, so he'd had no trouble staying rock hard, thrusting hard. He pulled out carefully, making sure his Trojan stayed on. He made another trip to the bathroom, then came back to bed. 

He crawled in between the girls, put an arm around each one, and gave each one a nice good-night kiss. "This has been a wonderful evening. Thank you both."

Susie said, "I'm sure glad you're mine, Paul. If I knew someone else was getting all the good lovin' that I get, instead of me, I'd be really jealous. But, since I have no doubts that you are mine, I'll share once in a while."

Nan gathered her thoughts, "Susie, thank you for waking the sleeping, sex starved girl in me last weekend, and for letting Paul be my first.

Paul, I don't know how to thank you for showing me how much fun sex can be. Slow and gentle… or fast and furious. One little orgasm… or a whole bunch of intense ones. I'm going to have to get out and find a boyfriend!"

Paul answered, "Letting me be your first was all the thanks I need. You were a great student!"

As they all drifted off to sleep and sweet dreams, Paul thought, 

"I don't know when this might happen again… but I sure as hell hope that it happens again real soon." 

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