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Spanish Fly

By: Dr. Bull



Everyone has heard the stories of the "special" effects of Spanish Fly, in most cases; it is a placebo that does nothing more than making you think it is working, when you slip it in the glass of some poor unsuspecting female. This is a tale of a product that actually works called "Male Factor" an herbal product that increases or releases male hormone into the blood stream. The local health guru Gloria had talked about it at a group meetings and Karen picked some up, she figured why not. "Be careful, you'll be riding the washing machine," Gloria had laughed. 

That following Saturday Mitch went out to work on the yard, with five acres, it takes time to clean up the leaves and trim the trees; Karen took two of the Male Factor tablets and headed off to the shower. She removed her tank top, shorts and panties and was looking in the mirror at the 40+ woman looking back; she wondered what had happened to the sexy young thing that used to stand there. "Mitch tells me how beautiful I am but I remember when my 38D's sat higher on my chest and the nipples pointed forward instead of sloping down" she thought to herself. The hourglass figure of her youth was still there but children and time had added some inches. The twenty-minute shower helped her attitude and made her feel much better. Karen was toweling off her breasts when the terry cloth rolled over them making the nipples erect, she looked again at the mirror her skin still damp and glistening, "maybe Mitch was right," she thought. She examined her breasts and slid her hands down her waist, the exercise program and health kick she and Mitch had been active in was working, her blond bush was full but not overly hairy, her hips widened out much like the 50's pinup girls Mitch had hanging from the walls of his shop. "Not bad." she commented out loud, "I can still turn a head or two." Karen felt a bit of a twinge between her legs as she thought about how Mitch's friends looked at her when wearing the certain outfits. "Men are pigs, but cleavage will get you what ever you want," she giggled to herself. She finished drying off, wrapped a towel around her hair and went upstairs to get a glass of ice tea.

Mitch was working the yard, he had spent a number of years getting it set so they had out own private play area, trees and shrubs surround the place so the outside world can't see the backyard. He loves to watch Karen suntan so he made sure she did not worry about the neighbors. Mostly Karen did it for him, it kept him going trying to watch and not let her catch him staring, and it was an unspoken game they played. Karen's mind wandered into a daydream with Mitch staring at her nude body while talking with Curt, (Mitch's best friend) both of them watching... Karen came out of her daze clearing the thought, even though it excited her. She blushed at the improper thought of someone else seeing her naked. Turned on, to say the least, suddenly Karen suddenly realized she was still naked and was standing in the middle of the kitchen looking out at the road, her head and chest framed in the window of the door if anyone had looked in... Karen's were nipples hard, her pussy wet, and her mind going wild with lustful thoughts, the pills had kicked in. 

Her modesty brought her back to reality, when Karen heard the hammers banging next door, looking out the dining room window the small crew was starting to work on the house next door, they had been slowly building it for months. A young man looked towards her house as she stepped out of sight. "Had he seen me?" The very thought sent a new wave of excitement through Karen. Never having been much of an exhibitionist, a tease, yes, but never fully exposed. Suddenly she was excited just fantasizing about someone else seeing her naked. She glanced out the window from the side to see if he was still looking, while not exposing herself. The young man was working with his back to her, shirtless his lean tanned back rippled as he hung up the siding. Absent-mindedly she played with the hair at the top of her mound, her fingers bumped against the folds of her moist lips sending a shower of sensation through her body, her eyes closed for a moment enjoying the pleasure. When they opened, the young carpenter was gone and she was again standing in front of a window exposed to the world. 

Karen stepped back from the window, blushing again, "What are you thinking?" she said to herself, then retreated downstairs, drying her hair. The daylight basement opened on to the patio and the backyard where Mitch was working. Karen slipped on a light robe, yellow with pink pokadots that came down about mid thigh length, it was almost transparent. "If I can't have the boy, then Mitch can scratch my itch." She giggled at the thought of teasing Mitch. 

Mitch was topping some trees out, by cutting the tops they would bush out below helping with the privacy of the backyard. The house being built was close to their property line and he knew it could become an issue with Karen's sunbathing if she thought they could see her. So here he was, branch loppers in hand, standing on a ladder trimming the top and shaping the bottoms. He heard Karen come out of the house; he watched as she placed her glass on the table and opened the "beer fridge" door. They kept beer and wine along with a good selection of cigars in there, Mitch guessed the cigar was what she was after. Karen had developed a taste for them over the years and smoked more of them then he did. She bent over reaching into the crisper drawer on the bottom where they kept them confirming his suspicion, he expected to see the grey shorts she normally wore around the house, but as she bent over her robe rode up exposing her ass to him. Even from hundred feet away he could tell she was wearing nothing underneath. 

A light breeze contacted Karen's moist underside as she bent over to grab a cigar from the fridge, the tingle felt wonderful. She found the one she wanted then grabbed a beer for Mitch. "I might as well start the game," she looked over to where he was at the end of the trees. That half of the trees had been the year before, so the new lower growth had not filled in completely on that section of trees but it should be enough, with the robe covering her. "Ready for a beer Hon?" she raised her voice enough he could hear her.

"Sure," Mitch looked over to see Karen with a beer raised in her hand her robe sliding up exposing the bottom of her bush. He started to climb down to join her.

"Stay there," she spoke loud enough to stop him half way down, "I'll bring it to you." so he went back to work trimming.

Next-door the crew was on a break also, they heard the beer offer and commented amongst them selves how good a beer would taste right now. The young fellow, Jimmy, that Karen had seen before was in his early twenties, the second, Red was just a bit older and Bill the boss was well into his thirties. Bill sat leaning on the back staircase looking towards the trees; the two boys were facing him with their backs to them.

"I wish a pretty lady would bring me a beer."

"He is a lucky bastard, she is good looking too."

"She's a MILF... Holy shit!" Bill had caught a glimpse of Karen walking toward Mitch. "Quietly boys, turn and look through the trees."

Karen, beer in one hand and her glass of tea in the other started across the yard, a light breeze blew her robe open at the waist where the ties were, exposing her lower half to him. With her hands full, there was nothing much Karen could do about it, but keep walking. She felt the ties slipping apart so by the time she had covered half the distance down the tree line the robe was open, barely clinging to her breasts. As if on cue, when she reached the new growth trees he was been working on, a breeze blew the robe off her breasts exposing her fully. Nearly naked, even if it was only Mitch watching, excited her. She shrugged her shoulders letting the robe slip down to her elbows as Mitch nearly fell off the ladder climbing down.

"You look..." he searched for the right word "...GOOD!" as she handed him his beer.

"Only good?" she questioned, as she dropped the robe to the ground and spun slowly, posing for him.

"BEAUTIFUL!" he gasped.

"How much longer till your done?" she rubbed the beads of sweat forming on her glass across her nipples, teasing him.

"I could quit now." He stepped towards her, reaching for a breast.

She ducked away, "No, no, no, you have work to do and I need some sun."

"Thirty minutes?" it came out more as a question than an answer.

"OK," Karen smiled, "I'll be over there waiting." she picked up her robe folded it over her arm, not to block his view of her ass and swung her hips as she walked back towards the house. She stopped to look back and saw Mitch moving the ladder around to the back of the trees and she could see clearly through the underbrush to where he was standing. Slowly Karen looked back down the line of trees, the realization came to her that although there was some cover, she had really been exposed to anyone looking through them. Her eyes reached the house next door where the three men sat staring in her direction. Frozen, she was staring back at them, then she looked away acting as though she had not seen them and her body was now boldly facing three men. Three strangers who had watched her walk naked and show off for her husband her mind was racing. She stretched her arms over her head and arched her back like a cat, shaking her breasts as she relaxed; to be exposed was thrilling and scary all at the same time. Adrenalin pumping she turned and walked back to the patio, desperately trying to keep from letting her hands giving her the orgasm she was so close to in the middle of the yard.

"OH MY GOD!" the Red said to the others.

"Shhh!" Bill the boss quieted him down, "Step inside quietly, her husband is right there." The three walked inside the house, closed the door and then they all started talking at once.

"Did you see her tits?"

"Fantastic! And she walked out there wearing nothing!"

"Man, I'd do her in a heart beat!"

"Do you think she saw us?"

"She had too, she looked right at us."

"When?"

"There at the end, before she stretched."

"I'd love to have pictures of that! No one will ever believe us!"

"Shit! My camera is in the truck."

"Well get it and keep it close, she might come back."

Karen made it to the patio; fell into a chair and let her fingers slide into her wet hole triggering an orgasm. 

It took a couple minutes for Karen to regain composure, still excited, but somewhat relieved she got out of the chair, her legs still a bit shaky. The robe lay on the ground next to her empty glass where they had fallen; absent-mindedly she picked them both up and set them on the table next to the cigar she had set there earlier. A drink and a smoke, that would help her cool off. Karen pulled a wine cooler out of the fridge, took a blanket out on the grass, she looked towards the trees where Mitch was hurriedly trimming. Karen heard the truck door slam over at the construction site and then some hammering, it seems they had gone back to work, "Poor boys," she giggled at the thought of the looks on their faces, the excitement was returning, "they must be very frustrated about now." From where she stood the roof of the house was all that was visible, "With no relief in sight." 

Mitch was working about as fast as he could in semi-safety, he could see Karen from time to time over the trees or through the undergrowth as he moved the ladder. He too heard the truck door and dismissed it; they were constantly getting tools or putting them away. He could see Karen unfolding her blanket and it was hard to concentrate on his work, let alone notice anything besides her, the tree and staying on top of the ladder.

The work crew finished the side they were working on and had moved around the house to the side opposite of the trees, a ladder set against the house leading to the roof, they started to move it when Jimmy looked at his boss, then the ladder, "Uh Bill?"

"Jimmy, you climb right up there and let us know what you see."

He was on the roof in a flash, sneaking up the pitch to the peak, his face soon reappeared over the edge, "Fellows, I think you better see this for yourselves," he said to the two on the ground. Bill started up the ladder; while Red snapped the telephoto lens on to his camera and followed right behind. The view was perfect, over the trees they could see most of the yard and the naked lady, with only their heads showing over the top. Red zoomed in and started taking pictures.

Karen wondered how long this feeling would last, she had taken the tablets an hour or so before and had never been so horny for so long. The sun felt great on her body as she carried her cigar and drink to the blanket. Crossing her legs, she sat down, tried with out success to get the wine cooler to sand up while she opened the cigar tube. Unthinking she slid the drink between her legs to hold it, as the cold bottle came in contact with her hot, swollen , wet lips she let out a small squeal "Oooo," dropping the cigar and riding the convulsions of the unexpected climax. Her thighs wet from the sweat off the bottle and the flowing juices from her hot cunt, Karen's mind could think of nothing but getting something inside her. Chugging the wine cooler down she looked at the bottle, "No," she thought then the plastic tube that held her cigar came into focus, 6 inches long and an inch or so around... Cigar, wasn't there rumors about a former President and a cigar? She popped the top pulling the tobacco missile out. If it was good enough for Monica??? She slowly slid the cigar across her vagina, the rough texture was wonderful, it gathered moisture soaking into the outer layer, smoothing it somewhat. Parting her lips she slid the cigar in bumping against her clit, it was wonderful, slowly sliding it in deeper and deeper, her eyes closed, her mind raced through the mornings events. Those men watching her, if only they could see her now or Curt, if only Mitch's friend was here watching her, let the world watch her fuck herself! One...Two...Three times she climaxed her pussy clamping down hard on the cigar. She removed the now soaked, slightly misshapen cigar, staring at it for a moment she put it back in the plastic tube. Giggling to her self "Maybe Mitch would like a pussy flavored cigar." Mitch, where was he she thought, looking to the trees she saw he was finished and headed towards her his shirt already off , his pants unbuttoned as he walked towards her. 

Watching Mitch strip, leaving his clothing scattered across the lawn as he came towards her, Karen thought how wonderful it was to be able to make love under the sun with her man. The neighbor's rooftop behind him had three strange bumps at the top she had not seen before. Her eyes focused on them as the faces came into focus she realized they had an audience, even better one had a camera, and her excitement grew. She pulled herself to her knees as Mitch approached the blanket, maneuvering around so to not block the view from the roof, she pulled Mitch's cock into her mouth sucking him in deep and bringing him to a full erection. Cupping his balls as he fondled her breast, Mitch's knees buckled a bit, Karen guided him on to the blanket and crawled across him in a sixty-nine position, her pussy grinding into his face. When his tongue hit her g-spot, she sat up on to his face urging him deeper, her eyes parted looking towards her audience, she thrust her chest towards them and bringing her hand up to her breasts pushing the large globes up to her mouth. She licked each nipple before letting them back bounce back. Mitch's tongue action was causing her to quiver all over. She slid slowly off his face, tickling his stiff pole with her fingers keeping it stiff and ready. Karen moved her body over his waist and impaled herself on him, taking his shaft deep inside, her hands on his knees. Normally Karen would face Mitch knowing how he liked to watch her boobs bounce, to she faced away; this show was for another man or three men watching from the roof next door. She arched her back placing her hands be hind her on Mitch's chest, opening the front of her body to the peepers. Her breasts bouncing their mesmerizing dance, she looked right at and into the camera, licked her lips and shook her torso adding to the nipple dance.

"She knows we are here boys." Red said to the others.

"No way!" said Jimmy, "she would have gone inside." Red handed him the camera, as Jimmy looked through the lens first at Karen's bouncing tits the up to her face. She was smiling and looking straight into his eyes and mouthed "Hi" and she shook her breasts side to side. "No Shit she does see us and she likes it!"

"Let me see that." Bill took the camera from Jimmy, crazy kids, what the fuck do they know. The camera brought him up close and personal with the woman, she did indeed appear to be looking right into his eyes, smiling as if she knew she had a new viewer. The husband could not see them it looked as though she had set it up so they had a view but he could not see. Then it happened, she raised her hand to her lips and blew him a kiss and smiled again. "Your right boys and a show like this deserves a tribute." He handed the camera back to Red, stood and walked towards the top of the roof where she could see him. Bill looked around, then dropped his pants and stroked his already hard dick Jimmy looked at him in disbelief, and then stood up beside him without saying a word dropped his own pants and proceeded to jack himself off where she could see. Red stepped back, took a couple photos of them standing with their pants down and the fucking scene in the background, then he set the camera down and joined them.

Karen had watched them pass the camera, "something special for each one" she thought, and then after she blew the kiss, they stood up, she could not believe her eyes, the three men jacking off just for her. She could feel her own climax rising from deep with in, she also felt Mitch stiffen and release inside her, that was all it took. "YESSSS!!! She screamed and clamped onto Mitch's cock as the walls of her pussy contacted. Her eyes barely open she watch the three react and start shooting cum on to the roof at the same time. She laid back keeping him inside her and blocking his view as she lie on him, Mitch's hands reached around her stroking her stomach and breasts as she watched the three boys next door pull up their pants. They looked as if they were ready to leave, so she waved low where Mitch would not see. Their involuntary reaction was to wave back, and then they disappeared behind the peak.

"Wow Honey!" Mitch said as Karen slid off him the snuggled her body up next to his, "that was amazing! What got into you?"

"Just those little tablets Gloria gave us," she traced her fingers across his chest, "what do you think?"

"I think I'll order a case of them." He laughed.

Karen thought to herself, "Little white pills and an audience." The tablets had been described as something made to loosen up her libido and at the same time, she found out, she was an exhibitionist...

Spanish Fly'd



Chapter 1 

The Mark

"Holy crap I can't believe it actually came!" Stanley Jackson said to his friend over the phone. Stan was a nineteen year old recent graduate of Churchill High. He wasn't the smartest kid in his graduation class but he could top anyone one of them in slyness. Stan was always cooking up some scheme to either make a quick buck or get in some poor girl's pants. Stan used to brag he had more lines than a Shakespearean play! Most of the time when he was up to one of his half cocked plans he would end up pulling his best friend Jack Travis in with him. Jack was a year younger than Stanley and had always looked up to his friend.

"You really think it will work Stan?" Jack asked Stan, they were talking about the liquid aphrodisiac Stan had ordered from the back of one of his many smut magazines.

"Says right here on the bottle, four drops and she will be dropping her clothes!" He smiled when he read the words on the Spanish Fly bottle. He was excited that he now had the means to get any woman he wanted in bed, he just didn't have one chosen yet.

"What about your sister, man?" Jack asked. Jack had a thing for Stan's twenty year old sister Mary. He had good reason; the young girl was a cute tiny thing just like her mother. Both the Jackson ladies were very short, very pretty and very, very busty! Jack had often fantasized of fucking the both of them and on more than a few occasions he painted the inner rim of his toilet with his jizz with these thoughts.

"Man, Jack you are sick! Lay off about my sister. You probably want to do my mom too!" Stan said to his overly horny buddy. As he thought about what he said he felt a stirring in his groin. Like most red blooded boys Stan had the occasional lustful thought and vigorous jerk session thinking about both his mother and sister. There was no way in hell he would tell Jack this secret though, even if Jack was his best friend! 

"So who we gonna do then?" Jack said excitedly.

Stanley thought for a second, and then it came to him. "I got it! We should do Mrs. Keating. Her husband just left for Iraq a couple of weeks ago, and she is always inviting me in for cookies and lemonade after I cut her lawn"

"That is great for you but what about me?" Jack asked. Stan assured his friend he would come up with the perfect plan and to just be sure he got to his house for 6:00 pm. Stan told Jack that it was time for him to cut Mrs. Keating's lawn anyway. 

After hanging up with Jack, Stan called Mrs. Keating to see if her lawn needed cutting. Her sexy older voice sent chills through his eager young body. He was so excited from just her voice he almost missed it when she told him her lawn did need cutting and this evening would be just fine. After he hung up with his sexy neighbor Stan then waited three excruciating hours for his friend to get to his house. As the time ticked slowly he just kept staring at the bottle of supposed love potion and hoped.

Chapter 2

Mrs. Katherine Keating

Katherine Keating was a thirty eight year old married woman with no children. Not because she didn't want kids, she adored children and would have had a whole brood if she ever got to spend enough time with her husband to actually get to making them. Her husband John was a Sergeant in the marines and hadn't been home for longer than a six month stretch in the fourteen years they had been married. She loved him to death but she began to feel her biological clock ticking away. Now with his latest deployment to Iraq she would be without him for nearly a year. It made her heart sad. Not only did she miss him terribly when he was gone, she knew her chance at motherhood was going to pass her by. Perhaps that is why she eagerly accepted Stanley Jackson's offer for him to tend to her lawn. 

It made her feel so good to watch the boy work in the yard. She was always inviting him in after he finished, offering a cold drink and cookies. He would sit and tell her his plans and dreams sometimes he even shared stories of his latest girlfriend or a date he had been on. Katherine felt just like a regular mom when they had these moments. It made her heart swell. She just knew she would be a great mom!

It was a two sided coin with Kat's emotions though. She really wanted to be a mother but on the other had she also missed sex period. She was so lonely all by herself while her husband was off being a hero. She would use her vibrator nightly but it didn't satisfy the hunger burning inside her. She would actually find herself speaking out loud sometimes. "I'm a 38 year old fox dammit! I should be getting sex all the time. I am going to miss the prime of my sexual life if this keeps up." She said to herself while looking in the full length mirror. She stared and admired her body. Sure she had a little chunk but her chunk was in all the right places. She even noticed herself leering at her young gardener Stan when he was over cutting her lawn. She noticed he would also stare at her curvaceous form. She loved the fact she was able to give the youngster a hard on from just looking at her. She was even at the point were she would make sure to wear her two piece suit out on the deck to sun herself while he was there! She would lay there pretending to read a book whilst unbeknownst to him she would be gawking through her darkened sunglasses.

Anytime she looked at his strong youthful frame with the sweat glistening of his body it would cause her nipples to harden and moisture would form between her legs. She would look forward to the nighttime alone where she could masturbate while having pictures of Stan running through her mind. She loved visualizing Stanley on top of her sliding his hard young cock inside her, all the while she would be driving her favorite toy deep in her wet bushy pussy. She had even contemplated seducing the teen but she thought she could never take that step. Two reasons stopped her from doing this; first she didn't want anyone to find out, even though he was of legal age, it would destroy her reputation in the neighborhood. Secondly, if she did let him fuck her she would want to have him make her pregnant so bad that trouble would definitely follow. How would she explain getting pregnant half way through her husband's deployment? Every time she almost went to cross the line the timing was all wrong. If she was ever to let Stan get her pregnant it would have to happen a couple of weeks before her husband was do back or a couple of weeks after he first left. That way if she was with child the dates would somewhat match up. She might even stand a chance of getting away with it!

Chapter 3

The Plan

Stanley welcomed Jack into his house and the two boys went over the plan. Stan told his friend that they would go over to Katherine's house to do the lawn. If she asked why Jack was there Stan would simply tell her he was going on a camping trip and Jack would be taking the lawn cutting duties over for a couple of weeks. Stan would tell her he wanted to make sure it was done properly, they way she liked it done!

Jack thought it was a great plan but asked Stan how they were supposed to get the Spanish Fly in Mrs. Keating's drink.

Stan looked at his friend and said, "Simple I will have the bottle on me, when she asks us in for a drink you will keep her busy by talking and I will get the refreshments and at that time I will slip it in her drink." He was so confident of the plan he was almost cocky.

"What the hell am I going to talk to her about? I don't even know the chick!" Jack asked his partner in crime.

It only took Stan a couple of minutes to work out the problem. He told Jack to wait there and came back shortly with some magazines in his hand. He had three issues of his mom's Better Homes and Garden magazines. "I will tell her I thought a nice garden with a fountain would spruce up the backyard. You can show her the ones in the magazines. It gives us a reason to bring my bag too. It will be easier to hide the bottle in there anyway."

"Awesome Stan... You are fucking genius! I ever tell you that?" Jack said to his mentor. He has told Stan that same line every time Stan would come up with a plan for the two of them. Stan would pitch his idea and Jack would jump in without hesitation. Jack was always happy to be under Stan's tutelage. And this plan could possibly be the best one ever! Jack thought he might not ever get a chance to fuck some older pussy like this again. Unless of course he was to "borrow" some of the potion and try it on his friend's mom or even better yet his own! If he did get some though he would never tell Stan about his plan to fuck his own mother, some secrets one just didn't share.

Chapter 4

Lawn Care

It was 6:25 and the two youths made their way to the house of their soon to be target, they had their poison in tow. When they finally arrived Stan told Jack to follow him to the back yard so they could get started right away on the grass. Stan wanted to get the lawn done as soon as possible to allow them more time with the pretty Mrs. Keating. As the boys opened the back gate their jaws dropped and their eyes bugged out. Lying before them wearing only a light blue bikini was Katherine Keating. She had her head in a book, from the look of the cover Stan could tell it was one of those trashy romance novels his mom read on occasion. She was so engrossed in the smutty novel she didn't see the two boys right before her. As they approached her lounger their pricks began to swell in their pants. Katherine had one knee in the air while the other leg lay flat on the chaise lounge. The position she was in triggered her legs to be slightly parted and the boys could see the dark curly tuffs of hair peeking out of her tiny swim suit bottoms.

Stanley cleared his throat to let Mrs. Keating know they were there. She looked up with a start, her boobs giggling from the movement. The heavy sway was not lost on the two boys. Her cleavage was so ample Jack thought it would be easy to get lost in the deep valley between her beautiful tits.

"Hi Stanley... Who is your friend?" Kat asked noticing instantly the young boys' enthusiasm as they presented it out front of their pants. She silently took in a breath; a shiver went through her body when she observed the two large bulges in front of her. The quick glance at the two boys' crotches made Kat's pussy instantly wet, the sudden uncontrollable chemistry her body was going through startled her.

"Umm this is Jack. He is gonna help me today but don't worry about paying extra. He is here to learn how to do your yard." Stan said.

"Why does he want to learn how to do my yard?" Kat asked.

"Oh sorry, I am going camping for a couple of weeks and I wanted to be sure I had a replacement so your lawn stays nice. I want to show him how to do it right!" Stan rambled on and for a split second he thought Mrs. Keating would see right through his lie.

"Well isn't that just mature of you Stanley! It is sweet you would worry about me like that." Katherine said and she could see the smile light up on his face as she made her praises.

"Mrs. Keating I also have some ideas for your backyard as well. I told Jack about them and he can get started while I am gone then maybe the both of us can finish when I get back from my trip." Stan told her, setting his plan in motion.

"What do you have in mind Stan, and how many times have I told you to call me Kat. Even Katherine would be fine; Mrs. Keating makes me feel old!" 

"Oh you're not old at all Mrs... I mean Kat." Stanley caught himself. 

"That is better Stanley, so what is it you have planned for me?" Katherine asked the boy.

Stan almost choked on his words, he knew what he had really planned for her but he wasn't going to say. "I think a garden would really spruce up the backyard. Maybe put in a nice fountain with lighting? I got some magazines in my bag here that show some really good ideas. We can look them over with you later if you want?" 

"Oh that sounds so wonderful, I think I would like that a lot. You treat me so good Stan!" Kat finished, "I am going to go back to my book now. You boys don't work to hard."

Unlike Stan, Jack was totally silent. He was so transfixed by this beauty before him it rendered him temporarily mute. After Kat lifted her book back up and started reading again Jack put the bag that contained the sex concoction and the magazines on the patio table and the two boys went to work.

Chapter 5

Busted

Kat really liked the idea of the garden it would bring a nice tranquil setting to the whole place. She decided to take a look in Stan's bag for the magazines to see some of the plans. As she grabbed the bag it fell sending the magazines sprawling over her deck. Along with the magazines a bottle fell out. She picked it up to put it back in the bag and was stunned when she read the label.

Spanish Fly aphrodisiac. Four drops and she will be dropping her clothes. Guaranteed to have any woman wanting to fuck! 

Katherine was stunned as she looked at it. She all of a sudden realized the whole nature of Stan being so eager to cut her lawn today. "Those cheeky buggers!" She said to herself. The horny bastards were planning on drugging her and having their way while she was out of it. Kat although mad at first soon had desire sweep over her. She felt an all too familiar dampness form in her pussy. She knew what she had to do and quickly made up her mind to carry it through. She just hoped the concoction was for her! If they wanted to play this out she was game but she was going to set the rules and do it without them even realizing it. A smile pursed her lips at the thought of getting everything she needed, hopefully pregnant and a plethora of orgasms! The timing was perfect with her husband just leaving a few weeks prior and Kat being right in the middle of her most fertile period. No one would know it wasn't John's baby and that excited her even more.

Chapter 6

Cutting the Grass

Even though it was early evening, the air was still holding tightly to the heat. Even breathing caused you to sweat and the boys were soaking in it as they vigorously worked on the yard. Stan showed Jack how to pattern the cuts so it would look like a professional baseball diamond. He let him know he changed the direction every second cut to keep the grass healthy. Stan really enjoyed cutting Kat's lawn and would have liked it even if he didn't have ulterior motives in mind. Every time he finished he would look back at his handiwork and feel a sense of accomplishment. He liked it so much and did such a good job of it he was even considering starting his own lawn care business. As Stan showed Jack how to do his patented diamond design, Jack followed with the power trimmer, getting rid of any of the grass that was along side the fence. Stan cut the engine on the gas mower and took a quick break. The two boys started to chat about the plan again as they got some air and took off their sweat drenched shirts. Each rubbed the salty wetness from their brows.

"I can see why she likes you cutting her grass man." Jack said to Stan, "You sure do a hell of a job. It looks like a fucking golf course or baseball diamond!"

"Thanks Jack," He said to his friend. "It sure is hard work but the sites make it worth it!" Stan said as he pointed over to Mrs. Keating. The two boys took their much needed break and lit up a smoke between them. They began going over the design Stan had for Mrs. Keating's garden, even though it was part of the plan to get her to drink the Spanish Fly Stan really did want to spruce up the back yard. He wanted to make it look great incase he got a portfolio together if he started his own business. 

"Man it is hot out! Speaking of hot, you said Mrs. Keating was hot but she is inFUCKINGcredibly hot... " Jack said to Stan. "Did I ever tell you, your genius man?"

"Dude keep your fucking voice down! You don't want to blow this do you?" Stan replied.

"Blow what?" The boys jumped when they heard Kat's question. The two of them had been so wrapped up in their chat they didn't notice her walk over. 

Stan who was always quick on his feet quickly answered her, "We were talking about how to blow the grass away after we are done cutting it." He hoped she bought the lie.

Katherine didn't really believe what Stanley was feeding her, she had heard her name during the conversation, but she let it go. "I'm going to get another drink, you boys want one?"

It was now or never for the two Stan thought. "Well we are practically finished and it sure is hot out here. Why don't we all go inside your place where there is some air conditioning and then me and Jack can finish up later?" Jack liked the sounds of that idea because he knew what it meant

The three of them walked back to the door. The boys made sure Kat was in front of them and they drank in her lovely ass watching it as it swayed to and fro. The boys had their eyes glued to the little dance of her ample cheeks and almost ran into her when she stopped to get the door.

Chapter 7

Putting A Plan In Action

Stan was almost falling all over himself going through the bag. He quickly grabbed the magazines and handed them to Jack. Katherine went to get everyone a drink when Stan stopped her abruptly. "Hey Mrs... I mean Kat I will get those, let Jack go over the plans with you!" Stan made his way to the cupboard that had the glasses and got out three. He made sure he got two that were the same color so as not to get the drinks mixed up when he handed them out. He giggled at the thought of either Jack or himself getting the wrong glass and getting Spanish Fly'd. He quickly poured the drinks and turned to make sure Jack had Mrs. Keating engaged in the magazines before he opened the bottle of the love potion.

Katherine pretended to be paying attention to Jack and the garden ideas he was presenting but she kept her eyes on Stan through the reflection in window right across from her. She watched as Stan poured the drinks while at the same time kept telling Jack how interesting the plans were. If she saw Stan pour the stuff into her drink then her suspicions would be confirmed and the game would be on. She soon noticed after he was done pouring the three lemonades he made a slight movement with his hands like he was unscrewing something. She watched as he pulled the eye dropper from the bottle top and read his lips as he counted his drops. One... drip... two... drip... three... drip... four... drip. Just like the bottle had said she thought. The rush of exhilaration that ran through her was intense. Not because she worried about the Spanish Fly, unbeknownst to Stan she had dumped the contents earlier and replaced it with plain old tap water, but because she wanted it to happen so bad. She would play the helpless victim and let the boys ravish her body. She wanted to feel them all over her, she needed to feel them! 

Stanley brought the drinks over to the table and handed them out. Kat gave him credit in her head; to think of using two glasses of the same color and making sure hers was different showed a real slyness on his part. The two boys sipped their lemonade while Katherine pounded hers back finishing it up in mere seconds.

"Oh my you'd think I was thirsty," she said and laughed. The boys' eyes bugged out of their head when they watched her gulp down the tart drink. They both thought at least it they wouldn't have to wait as long for the affects to happen. The three of them went over the plans together and Katherine totally played along. She actually hoped the whole garden scheme wasn't just part of their plan to bed her because the boys had some really good ideas and it would make her backyard her own personal getaway. She had always like to lay in her yard and a nice serene fountain would make it that more delightful. The talk soon got away from the garden and the three were really enjoying the time spent with each other. Katherine always knew Stan was a great kid and she started feeling the same way about Jack. She thought she couldn't have better choices to get her pregnant if her husband wasn't going to do the job.




Spanish Fly'd Pt. 02



Chapter 10

Stan's Mom

Stan said goodbye to Jack and went home, tired out from the evening fuckfest he wanted to go home have a hot shower and tear threw all of his dirty magazines to find the same add for the Spanish Fly, the concoction had worked so well he wanted to make sure he had an abundant supply available. The shower felt fantastic on his body, the hot spray relaxed all his muscles. The day for Stan couldn't have gone any better than it did. His thoughts drifted to the events of earlier in the evening and as he slowly toweled his young body he felt himself becoming erect again. 

Putting on just a pair of loose boxers he headed to his kitchen to grab a drink before he took on the task of searching for the advertisement. He opened the fridge and was startled as he heard a voice call to him unexpectedly.

"Hey Hun, how was your day?" Stan's fifty two year old mother asked him. Margaret was a good looking lady; tuffs of grey streaked her jet black hair. She had been divorced from her husband for five years and gave up on the dating game a long time ago. Besides she didn't really need a man around the house, she had her handsome son Stan to take care of her and when she needed a little sexual release she would use one of her many toys.

As Stan turned around he noticed his mother was wearing one of her short summer dresses, a pastel yellow that was practically see through in the proper light. Despite himself he felt his penis starting to harden under his loose boxers. Stan had always had a thing for his mother, he thought his father was a complete and utter idiot for leaving such a beauty, how his father could have just left for some little bimbo was beyond Stan. He stared at her and took notice of the luscious curve of her hips. His eyes traveled lower to her ample backside, her ass initiated more stirrings from his thickening cock. Many a time Stan thought what it would be like to slide his shaft deep in that bodacious booty. When he jerked off he thought about his mom more often than not. 

He quickly became embarrassed as his mom turned around, her gaze traveled to the obvious tent he was sporting. His mom diverted her eyes as she noticed the hard young bulge in her son's boxers, her intent look lasted longer than it should have. She took a deep breath; her mind praised the size of her son's tool. She couldn't help but feel warmth between her thighs, and she cursed herself for the sick feelings. "Jesus Margaret that is your son for heaven's sake," she thought to herself. 

Chapter 11 

Stan Gets Watched

Stan was confused for a brief second; he couldn't believe the gawking from his mother. He was sure her eyes were locked on his tenting boxers. He told her he had to do something and left quickly. The fire in his loins was turned up and he had to do something about it. As soon as he went into his room he dropped his underwear and flopped himself out on the bed. He took his hard cock and started to stroke it, his thoughts took him back to the kitchen. As he stroked he could see his beautiful mom in the light dress, her massive tits pushing out with the hard nipples straining against the soft fabric. He started moaning as he increased the pressure and speed of his masturbation. He imagined what his mom would look like naked, even though he tried to catch her in a state of undress he had never been able to see her completely naked. Up his shaft his hand traveled grabbing a drop of the clear sticky liquid that was beginning to leak from the tip of his purple head.

Margaret couldn't believe the state of her conflicted emotions and found herself uncontrollably moving toward her son's room. She was happy that Stan forgot to close his door all the way, so she took a quick peek. Her jaw dropped from the scene before her, Stan was lying on his back naked with his fist gripping tightly to his big throbbing young cock. Margaret's pussy responded in a wash of fluid, its hot stickiness dripped down the inside of her thighs. On trembling legs she continued to watch her handsome son stroke his cock. It was the first time in her life she had experienced and orgasm without touching herself or having someone touch her. She knew she should have left the room but something deep in her glued her in place. Without thinking she took her hand and started rubbing her soaked cunt. As Stan masturbated Margaret rubbed in time, soon she found she had three fingers driving in and out of her hungry snatch. Her breathing became labored and she drove her fingers deeper and faster.

Stan was so close to cumming and he pushed hard down on his cock as the ropes started flying from the end of his cock. "Oh God yes...I love you mom!" He moaned out loud.

Chapter 12

Mom's caught with her hands in the cookie jar

Margaret heard her son's moan and watched as his hot cum flew out of his thick cock. She lost all control and had the most intense orgasm of her life, her juices sprayed down her legs, the rush so fantastic she fell and landed on her ample ass. 

Stan heard a loud thump outside his bedroom door and quickly wiped the cum off his chest. He threw his boxers on and went to see what caused the noise. He almost fainted when he opened the door and saw his mom on her ass with her hand stuck up her pussy. The huge puddle at her feet was extra evidence of what his mom had been doing and it caused another erection. He looked at her lustfully not knowing what to do next.

Margaret was ashamed, being caught spying scarred her. She didn't know what to do, until she noticed her son's erection. Without words and blinded by lust she got to her knees and pulled down her son's underwear. Taking her son's cock in her hand she inspected the magnificent tool.

"Uh mom?" Stan said confused by his mom's blatant sexual forwardness.

"Oh baby I gotta have it. I hope you don't hate me!" Margaret said to Stan as she held the heavy cock in her hands. She then bent over and stuck it in her mouth, slowly tasting the remnants of cum not totally wiped off from moments before. She let the taste linger in her warm mouth as she traveled lower on his prick. She knew Stan was enjoying the hot blow job; his moans were loud and encouraging.

"OH God Mom your mouth feels fantastic!" Stan was so turned on by the fantasy come true he felt his knees go weak and for a second was afraid of falling down. "Mom let's move to the bed." The two got on Stan's bed and she continued the hot mouth work. Her mouth would suck in his entire shaft then travel back up to the tip. She would stop at the top for a few seconds and swirl her tongue around the bulbous head. 

"Mom you gotta stop, I am so close to cumming down your throat!" Stan said. 

She took her mouth off his penis and straddled his throbbing member. She came instantly as she plunged down. "Oh God I'm cummmmmmiiinnngggg!" She howled. She just kept grinding her hips; her orgasms came at her in waves. The taboo nature of the act spurred her on.

Stan was flabbergasted by the moment. He couldn't believe his lovely mother was riding his hard cock. He thrust his hips upward matching her downward plunges. The two kept perfect time with their love making. It was too much for Stan to take and he felt himself getting close to erupting. He knew he would soon be filling his mother's womb with his hot seed.

"Oh shit mom I am going to cum! Oh yes, yes, your pussy is so wet and tight mom! I can't believe I am fucking your sweet pussy." He moaned.

"Yes baby ... that's it ... fill me with your hot cum! Yes shoot it right where you came from. Oh yes fuck your mommy baby! Oh your mommy is cumming with you. Yes ... yes... YESSSSSSSSSS!" Margaret screamed.

The nasty talk coming from her mouth was the final straw for Stan and he thrust his hips upward jetting his cum deep inside the space he lived in for nine months nineteen years earlier. "OOOOOOHHHHHH GGGGGOOOOOOOOODDDDD MMMMOOOOOOMM IIIIII'MMMMMM CUUUUUUUMMMMMIIIINGGG!".

Chapter 13

Mary 

It was a hot evening and Mary Jackson had enough of her summer studies, she packed up her university books and left the stifling library. Mary told her mother she was going to study for a few hours at the library then head to her friend's apartment and have an evening out. Mary was twenty years old and didn't need her mother's permission to go anywhere but Mary thought since she was living with her mom it was always nice to keep her informed of her whereabouts. 

She tried her friend on her cell phone but got no answer. As she drove she tried one last time but to no avail. She made up her mind to just go home and watch a movie, maybe have a talk with her mom about her finally moving out on her own. Mary loved her mother and brother but she felt she was getting at a point in her life that she wanted to be completely independent. She pulled in the drive and noticed the lights off. She thought it odd her mother would turn in so early. She shut her car off and headed in the dark house. She didn't even bother to turn the lights on; she just made her way upstairs to the den to pick a movie to watch. As she climbed the stairs she heard moaning coming from her brother's room. She thought he probably had one of his bimbos over and he was getting busy with her. She observed his door was open and curiosity got the best of her. She quietly walked over to the opening. When she peeked in she was stunned by what was taking place on her brother's bed. 

She couldn't even hold her voice she was so shocked, "What the hell is going on?" 

To be continued!



Spanish Fly'd



It was about twenty minutes into their chat that Katherine decided to start her little act. She made her eyes droopy and started caressing herself. She gently rubbed her arms and stomach giving out a little moan as she did. She watched as the boys stared at her intently each of them shifting in their seats from the uncomfortable tightness starting in their pants. She then went even a little further and started cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples making them stand out from her thin bathing suit top. Jack coughed and lemonade shot out of his nose. Katherine tried not to laugh at his obvious excitement. 

Kat thought it was time to torture the two schemers and give them a taste of their own medicine. She could see from the open mouths and drooling that was happening the boys thought she was turning into some zombie fuck slut. She felt mischievous in bursting their bubble.

"Ohhh boys... I feel really warm and tired, it must have been the wine I had earlier. You go ahead and finish your drinks; I really need to lie down." Her over acting would have made any porn producer smile. She made her way to just outside the kitchen doorway; she wanted to hear how the boys would react. 

"Way to go genius! Ya put too much in her drink! Fuck she was getting hot too. Did ya see when she pulled her nipples? I thought I was gonna cum in my pants!" Jack said to his mentor.

"No way, I only put in four drops. Oh crap what if she is allergic or something. I don't want her dying on us, fuck we could end up in jail!" Stan was really worried; he didn't want to hurt Mrs. Keating just fuck the living hell out of her.

Kat giggled as she heard the boys' worried tone. "That ought to teach them. I just hope they don't give up!" She said to herself.

"I am going to check on her and make sure she is alright!" Stan said. He was really freaked out by her sudden illness. Kat heard this and rushed to her room. She needed a plan so the boys wouldn't think she was dying but would still ravish her body. Thinking quickly, as she could hear their footsteps, she got totally naked and started writhing around on the bed, placing her hands all over her own body.

Chapter 8

Let The Good Times Roll!

Jack and Stan made their way to Mrs. Keating's bedroom door. It was wide open so they walked in to check on her. What they saw when they entered had them frozen in their tracks. It was better than either of them could ever imagine. Katherine was lying there on her bed, her head tilted back and slightly agape. She had her left hand squeezing her left nipple. Her legs were spread wide for all to see, her wet hairiness in all its glory. And deep inside her cunt she was digging with three of her fingers, jamming them in and out, the wetness upon them unmistakable. 

"Holy shit man the stuff really works! What do we do now?" Jack asked of his friend.

"Get naked man, can't you see she needs cock and bad!" Stan said already having shed most of his clothes. The two boys soon were naked and attacked the over heated woman.

Katherine wasn't going to make it that easy for them and started to pretend to resist. "Oh no you can't... boys! I'm as old as your mothers! No... stop... touching me!" Her verbal resistance was about as believable as Santa Claus and from the teenagers response she knew they could tell she didn't mean it. Stanley sucked one of her nipples in his mouth and Jack followed suit. They were amazed at the hardness of the nubs. Kat let out a low moan, every nerve ending in her tits on full response. "You boys stop this now!" She said then tried reverse psychology on them to direct them where she wanted them to go. "Oh God, whatever you do please don't eat my pussy!"

Right on cue Stanley did what Kat had told him not to do, and she was grateful. He took her hard nipple out of his mouth and put his mouth on her bushy wet pussy, the hairs tickled his nose as he drove his tongue deep inside.

"Oh... God!" Kat moaned. "It... is... sooo... Yes... wrong... Oh... yesssssss... Lick... my pussssy... right there!" She felt her body start to shake as her orgasm rushed through her. Stan felt Kat's moisture splash over his face but he didn't stop, her wetness spurred him on as he added two fingers to the mix. Katherine thought her orgasm was subsiding but Stan's now present fingers driving in her cunt and the incessant licking of her clit took her to levels she had never reached. Colors splashed brilliantly behind her eyes, her body trembled. It seemed to her that every ounce of energy she possessed shot right through her body out her drenched snatch. "OOOHHHH OOOHHHH OOOHHHH SHHHIIITTTT!!!!!" She screamed as the liquid joy sprayed from her cunt like fountain. 

Stan had thought the first cum had made his face plenty wet but the first spray of the second one startled him and he back off of his task and watched in wonder as her female fountain continued.

Jack watched the spray in awe and could feel his cock pulsate. He wanted to feel Kat's lips around his shaft so he straddled her face and took aim at her pouty lips. Katherine readily accepted his young shaft deep into her throat. She fed hungrily on his cock, sucking it in and out, in and out. She tried something she knew the teen wouldn't have experienced yet. She took the middle finger of her right hand and shoved it deep inside his rectum. That was it for Jack, the pleasure was too much and he bucked his hips.

"Ohhh yesssssss! Coming right down your throat!" He howled. He could feel the orgasm right to his toes as he let his sperm fly.

Katherine drank all of it. Then taking the cock out of her mouth she cleaned the last drop with her tongue. "Mmmmmmm tasty!" She said. It was then that she felt Stan spreading her legs as he tried to gain entry to her pussy with his youthful rod. She decided to play the reluctance game again. "NOOOOOOO Stannn... we've gone too far already!" She could feel his head as it parted the lips of her saturated box. The first couple of inches felt like heaven's gates opening for her. "NOOOOO... Stan... we... must... no... no... YES... no... YES... FUCK ME!" She shrieked as he buried the last six inches of his ravenous cock deep in her accepting cunt.

Stan couldn't believe how magnificent the feeling of slamming his dick into Kat was. The conflicting sensations were implausible, she felt so tight but so, so soft. Her pussy gripped his shaft like a velvet glove, milking it at every point. Her cunt sucked at his cock like it was trying to drink from it. Stan had fucked plenty of girls his age but none of those little tarts could compare to the tricks Kat's pussy did to his cock. Every fiber of his cock was being stimulated by her internal fingers. He sped his plunges up considerably and Kat willingly fucked him back, matching him thrust for thrust. Her cunt swallowed and sucked at his youthful cock.

Kat could feel Stan increase the speed of his thrusts and knew he would be coming soon. To urge him on she went for the reverse psychology bit again. "Oh God Stan... you... have... to stop." She said as she drove her hips into him. "You're... not... wearing... a... condom... Ohhh... yes! Ooooh sttttopppp I could get pregnant!" She was really panting now the thought turning her on even more. She could here Stan's whimpers and she was going to end him, "Yes... oh God... no... don't... shoot... your... hot... young... cum... in... my... fertile... CUNT!"

Even if Stan wanted to pull out of Mrs. Keating's snatch he couldn't. Her taboo words sent him over the top and just as he was about to cum he pulled back to comply with her wishes, only to be thrust back deep into her hungry twat by her strong legs that were now wrapped tightly around his back. He felt rope after rope of his searing cum squirt out of his shaft. He came so hard he was left dizzy almost on the verge of passing out.

Katherine came with Stan as she felt the baby making juice fire deep inside her. A smile swept across her lips at the possibility of getting knocked up. She held Stanley tightly between her legs and used her cunt muscles to constrict every drop of potent liquid from his virile cock. After calming down for a second the three lay in a sweaty heap and wondered what to do next. Katherine knew exactly what she wanted to do and looking at Jack's recharged penis he was going to be good to go. She wanted to have her pussy overflowing with potential baby making sperm.

"So you gonna fuck me now Jack?" Kat asked already knowing the answer.

"Heck... yes ma'am!" Jack said. Kat pushed him on his back and rode his thick, naïve pole. His cock set her on fire once again, and she tried her damnedest to squash it out by bouncing as hard and as fast as she could.

Stan sat back and watched his friend being ridden by his hot neighbor and his own rod came back to life. Soon he was rock hard again from examining the action in front of him. He detected Kat's tight little asshole. Every time she would slide her pussy up his friend's prick her taut little rosebud would wink at him, inviting him for further investigation. Stanley took this offer from her asshole and got behind Katherine; he placed his cock head at the winking eye and shoved forward. His timing was perfect as he caught her on a down stroke; her ass ate his entire shaft in one swallow.

Kat didn't know what was going on behind her, her mind was locked in to getting Jack's cum in her pussy. She was so wrapped up in her lust to get filled she didn't feel Stan's prick at her ass until it was buried to the hilt and the sharp pain swept through her backside. She next felt his arms come around and grip her, his hands clenched her tits. She was shocked the pain went away so quickly and in it's place was left an intense pleasure. Stanley's hands on her tits, his cock enclosed in her ass, and Jack's cock deep in her cunt was just too much for her to take. She went crazy as her orgasm put her in seizure. "Fuck yes... yyyeeeesssssss... fill... me... UP! This... is... I.N..C..R..E..D..I..B..L..E..!!! Make. Me... pregnant. Jack! Fill me with your hot cum! OH GOD STAN YOUR COCK FEELS SO BIG IN MY ASS!!! I love two cocks in me!" Kat's orgasm was more intense than the others she had already had and she could feel it spurting all over jack's chest.

Katherine's screaming ended it for Jack; the whole situation was way too hot. He could feel his buddy's rod through the thin membrane separating them. It was all he could handle and he felt his body shake as he poured another shot of sperm into the hot older woman.

As soon as Kat felt Jack let go his seed, she wanted Stan to shoot in her cunt again. She reached back and pulled Stan's cock out of her ass and stuck it in her sloppy pussy. "That's it Stan fuck me hard, make me pregnant. Come on you stud shoot your hot sticky cum in my hungry cunt!" Stanley complied and emptied his entire load into her drenched cavern. Katherine came one last time as she felt his jizz blast inside her. Katherine laid down on her back and put a pillow under her legs trying to keep as much of the potent seed in her pussy as she could.

The two boys each gave her a tender kiss and then got dresses. They didn't even mention the money for the lawn work. Since it was much too dark to finish cutting they just went home.

Chapter 9

Uh Oh!

The boys couldn't stop smiling or talking about what had occurred at the Keating home. They were flabbergasted by the Spanish Fly's potency and couldn't wait to try it again. Who would be next they wondered!

"Oh shit!" Kat said out loud realizing she forgot to tell the boys that the concoction was only water. "Oh well let them think what they want!" She wondered and laughed at the thought of how disappointed the boys would be if they tried their little scheme on someone else. Katherine would like to be there to see that. If they came back to her house though she would definitely play the over-heated willing slut once again... she loved the role!

Chapter 10

Stan's Mom

To be continued...



Spanish Fun



Elisabeth, a lush English rose, woke up and found that it was a lovely morning. Or maybe the morning had already passed. She was on vacation and had left her watch in her purse. On vacation one shouldn't care about time was her opinion.

She jumped up and quickly got ready for the beach which looked lovely through the big window. She thought for a moment to wake up her husband but decided to let him sleep. Besides, she felt like being alone this first morning in Spain.

She put on dark glasses when stepping outside. The bikini was brand new and the most daring she had ever had. In fact it was so small that she hadn't had the courage to show it to her husband yet. She was rather sure that he would strongly disapprove of her wearing it in public. The top hardly covered her nipples and the bottom was just a thong which she had never worn in public before. Now she felt thrilled wearing it. 

She strolled along the beach watching the sun lovers that was as early as she was. She noticed that many of the women were topless and not only the young, good-looking ones. She remembered the travel agency´s information the night before telling that being topless was not only permitted but was very common. And not only tourists but also local women went topless. She could see that it was true from the lack of tan lines. 

She relaxed more and more and made her naked ass roll when she walked. Just a little at first then more and more. 

A sudden strong urge made her get rid of her top too. She had never before been topless in public. The feel of her boobs bouncing freely was lovely and so was the warm breeze on her nearly naked body. She took in the sun feeling utterly happy. 

She noticed a young man watching her with great interest. He was lying on a towel about twenty yards from the shore line and watched everything that passed him. But she felt his gaze on her body all the time when she slowly neared and walked past him. It felt like his gaze burned into her nipples which immediately got hard and protruding. 

She had walked for about half a mile and the beach was nearly deserted when she saw him again. He was sitting on a dune and waved at her to come closer. She wasn't absolutely sure at first but his gaze told her body that it was him al right.

She couldn't resist altering her course and walked towards him although her mind told her not to. The brochure had also warned about the young men on the beach trying to seduce mature women. Maybe it wasn´t a warning but a hint, she thought?

When she approached he rose and stood still. She admired his athletic young body and noticed with a twitch in her pussy the bulge in his small trunks, a bulge that grew noticeable when she got closer.

She was pulled towards him like by a magnet. She had no will of her own.

"Hi," he said when she was close and reached out and took both her hands, not to shake them as a greeting but to pull her close. Suddenly she was standing so close that her nipples nearly touched his chest. She straightened up trying to avoid touching but that only made her full, firm breasts to stand out even more. He laughed warmly and nudged her closer until not only her nipples but also her boobs pressed against him. He was tall and looked down at her smilingly.

Suddenly he leaned down and kissed her. Softly at first then harder and importunate. Her body responded automatically although her mind told it not to and returned his kiss passionately. He kept kissing her for quite a while and she felt his tool harden against her soft belly.

He broke the kiss and with a swift movement untied her tiny thong and her body helped getting rid of it by moving the feet apart. He knelt in front of her and put his face against her luxurious bush, a part of her body that she was very proud of and spent time every day to keep nice and tidy. His tongue found her cleft of Venus and followed it downwards until it found the pleasure button. It rested there for quite some time licking and kissing until her knees buckled and her juices started to flow.

She was very aware of that she was standing naked being very intimately caressed by a man on a public beach but she hadn't enough willpower neither to stop it nor saying something. His tongue was doing too marvellous things with her. 

Suddenly she remembered a novel by Erica Jong, Fear of flying, where the zipless fuck was described, something that just happened between strangers. Now when it was about to happen to her she understood the power and loveliness of it. 

In a floating motion the man rose and lifted her up and put her down on her back. Her legs spread automatically; her mind had no part in that. Nor was her mind involved when her body adjusted to get into the best position to receive him. There was no doubt in her mind that he would enter her as soon as he was ready. He stood for a moment taking in the lovely scene of this mature woman lying before him being as ready as any woman can be to receive a man. Her body also betrayed her, showing that it was more than willing. The legs spread wider, the knees pulled up, the thighs opened giving access to her heaven and the feet left the ground.

He stood before her and slowly pulled his trunks down letting out his manhood. She gasped at the lovely sight of the fully erect cock that throbbed slightly in anticipation. 

Then he was all over her. He grabbed her waist lifting her ass upwards. He caressed and kissed her all over. 

His tongue found its way to her innermost secret and she cried out of pleasure when it flicked over her clit since long engorged and waiting to be caressed. Her legs went straight up in the air by themselves. 

Suddenly he moved upwards and she could feel the tip of his cock touch her innermost secret and effortlessly slide into her. She had been ready and her body prepared to help the best it could. With one push he came all the way inside her and then stopped. 

He stayed completely motionless buried deep in her. She lifted her gaze and saw that he was looking at her. When their eyes met he smiled warmly. She felt him getting bigger and harder inside her and narrowed her pussy in a real tight hug.

Then he started to move in and out, softly at first but slowly speeded up increasing the length and hardness of his thrusts. She got her first orgasm almost immediately, something that otherwise didn't come easy. He stopped for a little while looking at her smilingly. 

Then he became the lover she always had dreamt of. Caring and brutal at times, demanding and tender in between. At one time he turned her over and entered her from behind. He took her to one height after another and showed no sign to tire or being selfish. She felt that she was well on the way to the big one and when it came she fainted. 

She came too slowly but when she did she wondered what had happened to her lover. He had withdrawn from her that was for sure but she felt neither pressure from his body nor any warmth if he was resting nearby. She opened her eyes and got flabbergasted to find that she lay in her bed. The duvet was pushed aside and her nightie had ridden up. She was totally exposed from the belly down.

She looked over at her husband but he was snoring calmly. She put her hand to her nose and felt a very familiar scent. A shy grin spread on her face. It had been a wonderful dream turned into lovely self abuse. Her pussy was still wet and a little sore.

Elisabeth went to freshen up. When she returned she stopped before the full length mirror watching herself carefully. She saw a woman in a well worn shapeless cotton nightie. With a guilty smile she had to admit that she didn't look one bit sexy in that outfit. She pulled it over her head and it got much better. At the age of thirty-five she was still well worth looking at she decided. She had kept in shape and her boobs were still firm with only the sag that their good size required. She turned around and looked at her full ass still round and firm. 

When she was about to turn back her husband grunted. She looked at him. He too had got rid of the duvet. With surprise she noticed a good morning pride. 

"I haven't seen that for a long time," she thought. "I wonder if it is the vacation. Or maybe I just haven't looked," she admitted to herself a bit guilty. It was long since last time. She couldn't clearly remember when.

She watched him for a while and warmth spread between her thighs.

"Why not," she thought lewdly and remembered that he had been at his best in the mornings before their sex life had got into a rut with quick, dutifully fucks on Saturday nights, more and more seldom though.

"Yes, why not," she laughed out and felt her body prepare very fast.

She moved over to the bed where her husband was lying on his back. For once she was happy that he slept in the nude which she normally didn´t like. The lovely cock was there, nothing in the way that had to be removed. It lay there on his belly swelling and twitching lightly ready to be put in action. She bent over and gently licked the very sensitive underside and felt it react. Swiftly she took him into her hungry mouth and sucked him gently. She didn't want him to wake up just yet. 

When she was satisfied with the hardness she carefully straddled him. With a swift movement she grabbed his cock and put it in place and wriggling her hips eased it into her pussy. 

When her husband woke up she was already thoroughly impaled on his shaft engulfing the full length in her eager pussy. Suddenly she couldn't understand why there had been such a long time since last. This felt lovely.

She started to move and he met her grabbing first her hips and then caressing her body. They both knew that he usually concentrated his caresses on her boobs but this time he took his time reaching them. He worked thoroughly on her hips, ass and belly before reaching out for the swelling boobs that swung teasingly above him. 

She rode him for a long time making sure not to arouse him too much. She got off a few times in well deserved orgasms each time giving both of them a breather. Then she put her rusty skill in motion and very determined pushed them towards a mutual climax. 

It came much harder to her than she had thought possible. She moaned highly and when she reached her climax she screamed on top of her lungs not giving a damn if people next door heard her. Her husband followed suit and grunted every time he shot a load into her. 

She fell forward staying on top of him. After a while she looked him in the eyes smilingly and then kissed him, a full blown kiss. That also had been a long time, she couldn't remember when they had kissed properly not counting short pecks. Now she liked it, yes she really liked it she decided and went on kissing using her tongue in a deep French kiss. He too liked it and took an active part.

Suddenly she felt that his cock never had left her pussy completely. She got aware of it because it started to grow inside her. She felt with great pleasure how it expanded deeper and deeper into her, it was the only direction it could grow as she was sitting down on him. It also swelled spreading her again. Now she remembered the old times and his ability to take her twice in a row. She felt utterly happy when she rose. The hard cock slid out of her and it showed very clearly what a good time it had had in her. 

She quickly repositioning herself to stand on all fours which she knew was his favourite. He really deserved it this morning she thought with a lustful grin.

He took her with gusto. As he had come once already they knew it would take some time before he was ready to shoot again and took full advantage of that. He fucked her lengthily making her come several more times and in the middle she again repositioned. This time she stood up leaning over a table wriggling her full ass which she remembered that he liked before letting him in from behind. 

She had deliberately chosen the place to stand. When she turned her head she could watch them in the big mirror. After a while their eyes met and they smiled towards each other. The locked eyes gave him new energy to fuck her hard and eagerly. 

At the end they came together and again she screamed on top of her lungs acknowledging in full the lovely treatment she got from her husband. Up to the final moment she watched his contorted face and his great relief when he started to spurt. When his first shot hit her she got over the brink and from then on wasn't able to watch anything until she had recovered. But then she looked again and met his beaming eyes and saw a proud grin all over his face. She smiled happily back.

Then she did something that she suddenly remembered having done on their honeymoon and maybe a year after but then had abandoned. She spun around and knelt before him. She took his grimy cock in her mouth and sucked it to get the last drops out but also cleaned it thoroughly. It was long since she last had tasted their mixed juices which she now regretted when she felt the lovely taste. She went on licking all around his hairy balls and finally took them into her mouth one at a time. She finished by taking all of his limp cock in her mouth again keeping it there for some time.

They showered together caressing each other but twice in a row what was he could muster. They hadn't precisely exercised his ability which she now regretted. But it was an excellent start of their vacation and who knows what can be done in a couple of weeks she thought smiling inwardly.

After a late breakfast they went down to the beach. Without hesitation she had put on her new bikini. He made big eyes and tried hard to talk her out of wearing it. But she was adamant in refusing telling him to wait and see.

When they walked along the beach to find a good place she was amazed to see that it looked exactly like in her dream. She recognized everything although she hadn't been there before. Well, they had taken a stroll the night before of course. And many women were topless. Her husband tried to be casual about it but with amusement she noticed how he tried to hide from her how his eyes darted around. Giggling she put her mouth against his ear nibbling it a little before comforting him saying that it was all right to watch. To her own amazement she even encouraged him by discreetly showing him where to find nice boobs. 

When they reached the spot where in her dream she had taken her top off she stopped.

"I am going to do like all these women. I will take my top off," she declared. Her husband looked horrified and again tried to talk her out of it but to no use. She unsnapped the bra and stood proudly letting her breasts sway lightly.

When they resumed walking her husband tried to shield her but was in great trouble because he wanted to shield both her exposed boobs and her naked ass. 

She couldn't understand that she felt so unchecked and frivolous. She had always been shy, seldom showing any cleavage at all. Now she was walking topless in public feeling heavenly and acknowledging glances from the men on the beach. Secretly at first but then more and more openly flashing smiles at those looking at her. She felt lovely naughty. Her husband relaxed a little but had mixed feelings. He was embarrassed on her behalf but also enjoyed walking alongside a woman that obviously was attractive to other men.

She got aroused and started to walk with more and more exaggerated movements. Her hips rolled and her boobs bounced more than necessary. She felt lovely lewd.

Suddenly she thought that she recognized a man and startled when she noticed that he was sitting on the same spot as the man in her dream. And there was no doubt in her mind. It was the same man. And he waved familiar at her. Again she felt his gaze drill into her nipples making them hot and erect. She looked him in the eye and smiled at him. He smiled wickedly back and bowed slightly.

She had to use all her will power to break free from his gaze and walk on. But she felt his gaze warming her buttocks and drilling in between them. How could that be, she wondered. She had never met nor seen that man before and yet she recognized him and he recognized her shamelessly. 

She quickly found an empty spot and settled on it with her husband. She was still very much within the sight of that man. She lay back and his stares still drilled into her nipples keeping them hot and erect.

She didn't know what to believe. It was impossible that she knew that man. Or was she still dreaming and would eventually wake up in her own bed? That made sense and the marvellous sex she had had with her husband fitted in. But that had felt real enough and her pussy was still lovely sore from it. She was very puzzled not sure about what was dream and what was reality.

She had to find out she thought after a while. She looked at her husband and found him soundly asleep. She rose and her gaze swept over the place where the man had been sitting. To her great disappointment he wasn´t there anymore. As in her dream her body didn´t obey her mind and decided to go and look for him.

She started to walk along the beach just like in her dream. She soon became aware of that she drew much more attention from all the men on the beach now without her husband. But she didn´t dislike it, on the contrary, she loved it to her great amazement. She straightened up pulling her shoulders back thus lifting her naked boobs and pushing them forward. Her nipples hardened until they proudly stood out. She knew that not only her boobs stood out but also her Venus mound, hardly covered by the tiny thong. She smiled openly at the men staring at her and quite a few made her very proud with small bows to acknowledge her beauty.

She walked slowly along the beach savouring every moment of it. For some reason she wasn´t surprised when she eventually recognised the spot where in her dream she had made love to the man she was looking for being so shamelessly naked for everyone to see. Well, she thought with amusement, there was little real difference between being stark naked and wearing just the tiny thong. The big difference was in the public eye though. 

Then suddenly she startled. Not of chock because someone had just touched her naked ass she realised. No, she was mentally prepared to getting pinched. It was, she had read, the men´s way of showing appreciation to a woman in this part of the world. No, the startling was just because it happened so unexpected.

She braced herself for the pinch but to her disappointment there was none. Instead a hand cupped her full ass cheek and squeezed it gently. She turned around.

Behind her stood a young man who could be the man from her dream although she wasn´t sure. But he certainly was handsome enough and with a promising bulge in his narrow trunks.

"Hi there madam," the hunk said. "You are lovely. I want to make love to you. You will love that I promise you. Tell me when to come to your room."

"Oh thank you. That sounds like a lovely offer that has to be considered thoroughly," she answered sweetly smiling at him. And then she got bold, much bolder than she ever had thought possible. She cupped her hand around the bulge in the trunks and squeezed it. She loved to see the chock on the young man´s face and got even bolder when the bulge didn´t react to her liking. She pushed her hand into his trunks and held the cock and balls in her hand playfully until the cock started to get hard. She kept rubbing it until it was fully hard. She jacked it slowly freeing it from the trunks. She bent over to get a good look. 

"Thanks for the offer," she said. "But no thanks. I already have a man in my room with a cock that is bigger than this and he will give me a good working over. He will give me what I need and more so." She left him with a last caress of his cock and with a big sweet smile.




Spanish Fun



She turned back but walked slowly. She couldn´t believe what she just had done. But it felt heavenly. She was sure he was one of these gigolos the travel agency representative had talked about. 

She loved walking along the beach. She saw a couple totally nude in a shielded spot and got tempted to get rid of her thong too but didn´t had the courage. But when the front triangle of the thong got out of place and the string disappeared in between her labia lips she let it be. She was sure that her puffy lips showed and loved it, feeling secure because she was still wearing the thong.

She took another route on her way back, a route where more men lay in the sun. She walked as slowly as before and rewarded each nod and bow with a sweet smile. She stopped now and then looking around pretending to get her bearings but it was only to show off turning around when looking.

Suddenly she jumped. There was a stinging pinch in the most sensitive part of her buttocks, the place on top of the inner thigh where the ass starts to form and where the skin is thin and soft. She turned around and saw a hairy man, not a gigolo type. He got scared but calmed down when she flashed her sweetest smile at him. No, she didn´t mind getting pinched knowing that it was a token of admiration the big smile told.

She walked on and saw her husband a bit further on. She took a route that brought her to come up to him from behind. She stood a few paces away watching him for a while without him knowing it. He was busy watching the women walking along the beach or lying down. To her surprise she still didn´t get pissed off which she normally would have. No, she generously allowed him the lovely sights as she had done before.

She turned and went around approaching him from the beach side. As she had hoped he saw her and his eyes were glued to her body when she walked towards him. She stopped just before him and stood erect with her feet slightly apart. He took all of her in and she got utterly delighted when his eyes widened at the sight of her nearly naked pussy. And she got even more pleased when his snake bulged in his trunks-

She lay down at his side telling what a nice walk she had had. She tried to calm down and settle in the sun but there was an itch in her body to show off even more. 

After a while a woman who lay a little to the side of them sat up on her knees. She was topless but she moved so carefully that her boobs hardly swayed. Suddenly she bent forward to rummage in her basket. To avoid toppling over she spread her knees giving them a nice sight when first her crack opened and then her slit. The band in her thong shielded the most essential. Elisabeth looked at her husband and laughed throatily when his jaw dropped. 

I would certainly look better than that, she thought when the woman lay down again. My boobs are bigger and my thong is smaller. She smiled inwardly thinking about how she would look. Suddenly it downed on her that she actually was planning to do it. All of a sudden she felt totally careless and without restrains. She didn´t understand it really but thought that it had to do with being abroad where they know no one. The feeling was enticing.

She looked around to locate interesting males. She became amazed when she realised that she actually was staging her show off. She got very pleased finding lots of males all around her. 

She hesitated but just for a second before pure lust made her to slowly rise and then sit on her heels. She stretched her back pushing her heavy boobs forward and made them bounce. She looked around. Yes, she already had caught the attention of several males.

She fiddled with the straps of her thong adjusting it until she felt that the string going down the crack of her ass was in place. 

She bent forward to stand on all fours. Her ample boobs now hung down and she made them swing. She felt the nipples harden from the knowledge that several men now watched not only her boobs but also her ass. She kept her thighs well together knowing that her ass looked good in that position. Well, she thought, just wait, there is more to come. But she let them wait getting very excited from being watched. She felt her labia swell. Time to start the show, she thought. 

She started to ease her knees apart. After a few small moves she felt that the thong had to be adjusted. She tugged discreetly at the material until she felt the tiny string slid in position. Her labia swelled even more and she knew that her slit was moist. She moved her knees further apart and one last tug made the string disappear between her engorged pussy lips. 

She looked around to get the reaction. She became very pleased when she saw that she had the attention of several men behind her. She even met the eyes of some of them and cashed in smiles and nods of appreciation. She moved her knees further apart and lowered her upper body until her nipples touched the sand. She got an idea and straightened up. She put some saliva on her finger and wetted her now erect nipples before lowering her upper body again. She rubbed them lightly in the fine sand. It felt lovely with the rough sand on them. She eased her knees even further apart and that was as far as they would go in this position. She got aware of that she also wriggled her ass. It was her body´s own decision. But it felt great although it wasn´t planned.

She stayed on her knees much longer than she knew was appropriate but she didn´t care. But when her husband turned towards her she sat back up on her heels looking around. Several men acknowledged her performance with big smiles and bows. She felt great and lay down. This time she spread her legs for those passing in front of her. She put a towel under her head to be able to watch. 

She got rewarded. Many men casually let their gaze drift over the women lying on display and many of them startled and slowed down when they noticed her spread thighs and what must look as a naked pussy. She noticed quite a few coming back strolling past slowly with swellings in their trunks. She felt completely unashamed and very lewd.

She lay like that letting the sun and the stares heat her inner thighs. Eventually her husband woke up and suggested that it was time for something to eat. She reluctantly agreed and made a great show of collecting her things and getting on her feet. 

Hand in hand they strolled along the beach. She carried the bra in her hand until just before she entered the bar area. She got an idea when she passed a beach shop. After lunch she was going to look for a new bikini. One that was even smaller than she was now wearing. Maybe one of these string bikinis? The thought made her pussy to twitch.