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Fucked.

By: forcemegood



She could never remember receiving this much attention in her young life, and Cat was enjoying the heady feeling of rubbing up against the strangers in the club. She moved through the throng of men, the grinding of her hips and seductive dancing as she pressed herself against them left more than a handful of throbbing erections in her wake, and she was enjoying the thrill of her own power. She stood out from the crowd in her short red minidress, and spun gracefully in her heels as she headed to the bar.

She pressed her tits together over the edge of the bar, the low neckline drawing the attention of the closest male bartender. The warm smile she flashed elicited a heated response from him, and, ignoring the line of patrons who had been waiting far longer, he headed in her direction. As she leaned over further to shout her order in his ear, he copped a quick feel of her tits, sending a tingle of pleasure rushing through her. He was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome, and despite his taking advantage of her, she felt flattered, and couldn't help staring at his ass as he walked away to get her order. Moments later, he returned with the three shots of vodka she had ordered, and watched with raised eyebrows as she downed them one after the other.

Cat sashayed away without a second thought and headed for one of the raised platforms. The liquid courage sloshing around inside of her made her think that somehow everyone would want to see her talents displayed on high. The bouncer at the bottom gave her a quick look over before acknowledging that she wasn't drunk enough to accidentally topple over the rails, and she climbed the ladder in her four-inch heels, swaying her hips to the rhythmic bass. Once at the top, she could see everything. It was thrilling to know that you could see every couple subtly -- or not-so-subtly -- groping and grinding, that they weren't nearly as private as they thought they were.

But she didn't have long to admire the view. It was mainly guys up here, getting a look from above at all the tits they could. The arrival of a woman, and a hot one at that, was a cause for excitement. Cat knew she looked hot, and revelled in their interest. Come and get me, she thought, dancing alone in the middle of the small platform. It wasn't long before someone moved up behind, her taking her hips in his hands and moving with her to the music. She raised her hands above her head and slid her body down his, coming up facing him. Her tits brushed against his cock on the way up, and she saw it stiffen as her face became level with his. He was handsome, and older than her own eighteen years by a good five years. Blond and beautiful, she was immediately turned on and pressed closer towards him.

His mouth immediately captured her own, and she responded in kind, rubbing herself up and down him like a second skin. His arousal was fuelling her won, and she was almost ready to leave the main club with him and find a room to enjoy themselves further in, until she noticed him giving a hearty thumbs-up over her shoulder to one of his friends. It just seemed... tasteless. Not that what she was doing right now was particularly classy, but still.

She backed away until she was near the steps, preparing to go back down. Blondie looked put out, but she smiled at him coolly and shook her head. Unlucky sunshine, she thought, but was prevented from actually leaving by someone on his way up. She nearly fell, the unexpected presence startling her. The alcohol had done little to help her balance, and just as she was about to topple backwards, a pair of helping hands grabbed her firmly -- by the ass -- and saved her from falling. She turned to face her rescuer and realised it was the handsome bartender who had just served her, and briefly wondered what he was doing up here until he herded her back towards the guy she had just been dancing with.

"We don't have teases here," he shouted in her ear, and she stared at him, uncomprehending. The previous man was sitting back against the rails, nonchalantly displaying his hard on for her to see. She'd thought it was big before, but it had certainly grown since then. "Besides, it's play time."

Cat's eyes widened and she was going to make a break for the ladder, but the bartender stopped her with two hands on her tits, pushing her towards Blondie, who, she now realised, had wasted no time in getting his cock out. The platform began to empty as she was forced to her knees by an arm twisted behind her back, and her face was pressed against Blondie's crotch. She knew what she was supposed to do, but refused. She was a virgin, for God's sake! Not wholly inexperienced, but she had been schooled to know that she was always able to say no.

And now was no exception. She kept her mouth shut.

Blondie slapped her across the face and leaned in close so he could shout in her ear. "There's plenty more where that came from, and if you don't cooperate I'll make sure you get it." Cat stared up at him defiantly until he slapped her again and tears began to form in her eyes.

She opened her mouth and sucked on his thick cock as he fucked her mouth. He didn't really care how she did it, just that her mouth was open, so she concentrated on not choking as he pounded her, hitting the back of her throat with each thrust.

The bartender started unzipping her dress and, in his impatience, tore open the bottom to rip it from her body. He couldn't be bothered with her panties as she squirmed to get away from him, and he lay on his back underneath her as she tried to escape. His firm grip on her legs kept her from moving, and brought her wet cunt closer to his face.

All the dancing had already turned her on, and Cat was terrified that her captors would violate her further. Her own juices, she knew, would be her downfall, acting as lubricant for the men. But instead of the cock she expected to squirm away from, her legs were pinned and her pussy was forced onto the bartender's face. The first lick would have had her shuddering with pleasure if she hadn't had to immediately grab onto Blondie's legs to keep her throat from being totally impaled on his cock. She inhaled through her nose as he slapped her again to get her back to work, but with the distraction between her legs she barely felt it. She needed to get him away from her before she actually started to enjoy this.

His tongue dived into her moist slit and he tasted her virgin juices as they leaked over his face. There was no doubt this teasing bitch was enjoying it, and he was going to take full advantage. It wasn't every day you got the chance to fuck a bitch in public, let alone without consequences. This club had very few rules, and fortunately, there wasn't one against fucking. A woman on the platforms was fair game.

He released one of her legs carefully, to see if she'd protest, and when she didn't he pushed two fingers up inside her cunt. Fuck, she was tight. He slid them in and out, loosening her up, when he felt the thin barrier across her entrance. A virgin. A smile crossed his lips as he carried on licking her out. This was going to be better than he'd thought.

Cat didn't initially register that one of her legs was free, so pleasurable were the sensation coursing through her. Her whole body was trembling with the effort to keep herself upright, but finally she slipped on Blondie's cock and it shot past the back of her mouth and into her throat. She nearly gagged, but her throat was full, and she began to thrash as her oxygen ran out. Her free leg pulled up, her knee bashing the bartender in the head as she fought to breathe. Until now, she had almost been enjoying it, but right now she needed to get free.

"That's it bitch." The words were lost in the noise, but the bartender was clearly pissed. "I was going to be nice, but fuck. That. Shit."

He bodily lifted her from Blondie's cock and tossed her on her back. Blondie looked pissed, but with the bruise already forming on the bartender's head, he kept his distance -- for now. The bartender violently pushed her legs over her shoulders and released his cock in one movement it was a monster -- not something a girl would want for her first time -- and Cat struggled to get away, eyes wide with horror. She couldn't do anything though, as his cock headed straight for her pussy and pierced her in one swoop, balls deep.

The pain was expected, but still hurt, made worse by the size of his cock pressing up inside her as deep as it would go. At over ten inches, it was just shy of touching her cervix, and her cunt spasmed around his cock as she adjusted to his size. Her own wetness had saved her from further damage, and as he pounded deep inside her, the pain began to fade, instead replaced with a building pressure unlike anything she had felt before. She didn't have time to enjoy it however, as his monster pulled out of her cunt. He had only been getting it lubed up. She had only a brief second of relief before he pressed it at the entrance to her asshole and began to push into her tight opening.

Tensing, trying to push him out, she only succeeded in increasing the pain. She screamed, but the noise was muffled by the pulsing music. She couldn't help squirming, trying to get away from the tearing sensation in her ass as he pushed further and further inside her. Tears dripped down her cheeks and the bartender stared into her face, enjoying the look of pain and helplessness as he began pounding her with ever deepening strokes. Soon she was fully impaled, and, still trapped, she stilled as she began to realise that nothing was going to save her from this. Nothing.

The pain began to fade as she stopped struggling, and though she fiercely denied to herself that it was beginning to feel good, a tingling in her clit grew with his repeated thrusts. She was getting hornier by the second and, had her hands been free, she would have grabbed his hips and pulled him further into her. Her hips thrust back against him, not to escape, but to further his efforts.

His smirk wasn't pleasant, but she no longer cared. Her resistance was non-existent. She wanted -- needed -- more.

And more she was going to get.

The bartender pulled out of her and lay on his back, guiding her on top of him. She was forced down on his cock by Blondie, who had come over to help, but she didn't even try to escape. She only began to realise what was about to happen when Blondie lined up behind her and shoved his cock in her ass.

Filled beyond belief in two brutally opened virgin holes, the friction built inside her until she couldn't take it anymore. She cried out as she came, her pussy and ass clenching furiously around the invading cocks. Blondie couldn't take it and his cock grew impossibly large inside her ass as he squirted her full of his cum. The sensation was strange, but she didn't care. Blondie pulled out, to her consternation, and wiped himself on her tattered dress. She didn't have to look around to know that he was long gone. And she felt a sense of relief as she realised the ordeal must be nearly over. But a quick glance over her shoulder revealed just how wrong she was.

A queue of at least ten guys was patiently waiting their turn and, she had no doubt, the queue extended down the ladder and onto the dance floor. She finally began to realise that she was hopelessly and royally fucked.

Fucked a Slut, Watched Two Others



Even with my college-age girlfriend on her way up to my hotel room to help me cheat on my wife, I logged into the chat rooms to see if I could find any women interested in some sex talk. I'd been hard for hours, looking forward to boning Lucy even more that day after having fucked her the previous night and that morning. But since she'd left my hotel room the wait for her to return was killing me, and sitting alone wearing just shorts and underwear with my boner raging furiously, I couldn't stop myself from opening the Literotica chat window and sending some whispers (non-public messages) to female chatters.

As I sat at the desk in the hotel room trying to catch the attention of someone in the chat room, I was saying to myself, why the fuck am I wasting energy doing this when a slutty 19-year-old girl was going to be in my room in 20 minutes (or less), wanting to fuck my married dick all night?

Sometimes, life just gets way better than you'd have imagined it. Best sex decision ever, opening that Lit chat window.

* * * *

I was going to these fucking sales conventions more and more often. Not because my company was getting a lot of business from them; well, perhaps just enough to cover the costs of attending these fucking things. But since I was the sales manager, it was my call and my budget, and who can pass up company-paid trips to Vegas, Miami, New York, San Francisco, and other equally enticing locales.

But the real reason I was going on these trips? Because our marketing department intern was coming with me on the trips, and Lucy was one delicious fuck.

She was still just a teenager, attending a local community college and needing to do an internship for her associate's degree. The moment our HR manager brought her to my office to interview her, I wanted to fuck her. Lucy was a short, gorgeous Asian -- probably Chinese descent -- with long, jet-black hair, big brown, slanted eyes, and a super-skinny body. Her tits were proportionate, no more than A-cups, but they still made sexy round hills on her tiny torso. Her ass was divine -- palm-sized buttcheeks, round and sleek in her jeans or dresses. Creamy smooth thighs and calves, with hot little feet and painted toenails. I just loved the look of her body, and coupled with her pretty face and thin lips that were always smiling, she made my dick hard instantly.

Of course, lots of women make my dick hard. I've been married way too long and never get enough sex at home from my usually-tired wife. But just being hard for a hot girl doesn't mean I'd be fucking her, and I assumed, Lucy would be just eye candy for my office, someone who might give me reason to jerk off in the bathroom now and then as I imagined her naked, spread open underneath me.

When I agreed to hire Lucy (at minimum wage, who can beat that), I had no fucking clue she was a slut -- for married men. Turns out, she'd been banging a couple of married guys who were friends of her stepfather, AND she even intimated she was intimate with her stepdaddy too. I mean, you can't blame any of those guys -- she looked fabulous in tight clothing, so she must have looked even better naked. But I was her boss and didn't want to get sued, so I didn't put a move on her myself, at least not right away.

I took her to a Miami sales convention about eight months ago, in the cold of winter, and saw her in a bikini on the pool deck of the JW hotel. And right then, I knew I had to fuck her too. She was flirting, too, going from the smiling, giggly but shy girl to the hot little slut, standing in front of me and arching her back, showing mostly skin as she saw me ogling her body. It put a huge bulge in my slacks, and the girl's eyes fixated on the tent, then she looked at me and licked her lips. Yeah, she wanted some of my big married cock, that was pretty obvious.

From that moment forward, even though we were in Miami for three days, we hardly got any sun -- either we were at the convention, or we were in my hotel room, naked and fucking. Little bitch loved it rough, getting her hair yanked or throat stuffed with penis. Liked her butt licked, and her face coated with jism. I'm serious, I couldn't have mail-ordered a more perfect mistress than Lucy -- not only did she look fabulous and tiny, but she was as kinky and horny as you would want a girl that age to be.

After Miami came a few more conventions, and in each city, Lucy would be there with me, helping run our sale booth or set up our equipment for the show; then at night spread-open or bend over on my bed, nude, begging for my married shaft to bone her tight teenage pussy. We fucked around the office too, usually at lunchtime or after work, but the conventions were the best sex. We'd fuck all night, without interruption, and I didn't have to worry about getting home to my wife or making up some excuse where I'd been.

I'm sure lots of people would be mad at me -- married man, sticking his business in a 19 year old's twat, so wrong and improper. Whatever. It put me in a good mood, and my wife benefited from it when I was around the house. And Lucy kept me feeling young and virile.

So whenever I had to go to another convention, Lucy was going to come with me, and we were going to sell our company's wares during the day, then fuck each other relentlessly at night.

* * * *

The Atlanta convention was our fifth trip. It was Sunday afternoon, when my crew was down in the Marriott's massive conference room setting up our equipment at a booth. They didn't need me at all, so I just stayed up in my hotel room. I'd been in the room since the previous day, having come into town a day early to save air fare. It also gave me an extra couple nights with Lucy.

So I'd been fucking Lucy the night before and that morning, then she had to go down help the crew set up. Things were going well, she was texting me that she'd be done around 4 or so, and would come up to my room for more sex -- or, as she put it in a text, "for more stuff." Yeah, "stuff" -- as in, stuffing aching married cock into shaved, tight teenage cunt.

But the hours of the morning and afternoon went slowly, and I tried to pass time watching ballgames and even (can you believe this?) doing some actual work. Still, my mind was on Lucy's tight body and the hot sex from the past day, and I couldn't wait for her to get back for some more "stuff." So I remained hard inside my shorts, in one of those perpetually-horny moods.

I didn't want to have an excuse to masturbate, I wanted to save my sexual energy for Lucy. But the boredom and sexual anxiety built up, and by 3:30 that afternoon, I just couldn't stand it. I was at my computer at the hotel room desk, working away, then I pulled up the web browser and went into Literotica, one of my favorite websites for getting aroused. I usually read stories to get hard, not specifically to masturbate. But the chatrooms beckoned. It was more difficult to find a good sex chat in the chat rooms, but when I could, it was way more fun chatting about sex, or having cybersex, with a female interactively was much more arousing than just reading someone's amateur sex story.

But recently, I'd gotten into something else -- webcam sex. Lucy would sometimes strip and masturbate for me in her apartment while I was at home, pretending to do work, but a couple of times late at night when my wife was deep asleep I had webcam sex with women I met in the Literotica chatrooms. Only four different women, other than Lucy, to date. Two were divorced, one was married and cheating (like me), and one was in her early 20's. None of them were what you'd call models, but seeing them strip and masturbate while we talked about fucking always gave me the hardest orgasms.

Sitting in that Atlanta Marriott hotel room, I saw a familiar name in the chatroom. Her screen name was "amagirl," which I knew was based on her real name, Amanda. And like Lucy, she was just a teenager -- 18 years old, still in high school. I found that incredibly arousing, that she was still living with her parents and only a senior in high school, and she enjoyed talking about sex with adult married men like me.

Amanda was just fucking hot. After a couple of cyber-sex sessions, she emailed me photos of herself at her computer in her bra, blowing me a kiss or holding up two fingers (as I'd asked her to do - proving they were real pictures). Long blonde hair, thin face, small chin. She definitely got my dick upright. I'd asked her previously if she would do webcam sex with me, and she said she liked the idea, but would need to be home alone to do it. And, at that time, she wasn't.

So seeing the young horny girl in the chatroom, instinctively I sent a message "hi" to her, and asked if she was busy with someone else. No, she wasn't, and she invited me into a private room to chat, right away.

Unlike other times, our chat got into sex almost right away. She asked where I was, and I said, I was in a hotel room, alone for the time. Amanda asked if I was horny and hard, and of course I replied I was. Then she asked if I had a webcam, like I'd mentioned previously, and would I want to show her my hard dick?

Damn! Talk about bad timing, right? Amanda wanted to see me strip, but Lucy was going to be in my room soon! I looked at the clock, and figured I'd only have fifteen minutes, or so, of privacy with Amanda -- and I didn't want to use up on orgasm on the webcam, with Lucy's tight Asian pussy soon to be naked on my hotel bed.

So, I was about to tell Amanda it wasn't a good time for me to do that -- but then, I had a horny idea, and I just said it like it was.

"Well my hot Asian girlfriend is about to come up to fuck me, she's 19," I wrote to the eighteen year old blonde, "do you wanna see me fuck her on the cam?" I was of course a little worried that she would be put off, you know, knowing she wouldn't be the center of my attention. And maybe she didn't want to see another girl naked.

There was a long pause, giving me more concern about my fears, before the blonde's words appeared in the private chat room and put me at ease.

"That would be HOT!!!!" she said.

We chatted a few more minutes, before moving over to Yahoo so I could set up the webcam. Amanda told me, her parents were gone for the afternoon, and they wouldn't be home until about 4 her time, three hours later. She was on the West coast, in central California -- sort of in the middle of nowhere, though.

I asked if she had a webcam too, so I could see her. Amanda hesitated at that, but agreed "fair is fair." I pointed out, she'd sent me those pictures of herself in a bra, so if she just wanted to strip to her bra and panties, I wouldn't argue. Still, she wasn't saying yes.

Until finally she spilled the beans, revealing her full situation. "Actually I'm not alone," she wrote, "my friend Blaire is over." Now THAT was an intriguing development, so naturally I pressed to hear more about Blaire. This was a girl Amanda had known, she told me, throughout high school, they were "buds for life." They were "hanging out" at her house, and thought it might be fun to get a guy to show them his dick. Was I still interested?

"Yeah, I'm still interested," I wrote, all sorts of pervy ideas in my head. How far would these two female friends go? "I'll let you both watch me fuck my girlfriend, if at least you both get on your webcam so I can see your faces as you watch us fuck."

Amanda's response was faster this time. "That's all we have to do, right?"

I laughed to myself. I could just picture two teen girlfriends, both horny to watch me naked and see me fucking Lucy, but too embarrassed to take off clothing themselves in front of each other. So I struck a political compromise. "Well if it were up to me I'd want you both to get naked, but I won't make you promise to do it."

The response over the computer was acceptable to me: "Mmmmmmaybe."

Shit, I could only imagine what conversation those two were having. But I'd have to wait, to find out how far they'd be willing to go.

* * * *

Ten minutes later, Lucy was in my hotel room. As soon as she walked in, I just told her outright -- "I'm going to fuck you and let two high school girls watch us over the webcam." It wasn't really a request, more of a boss's statement to his employee. But my horny employee didn't mind hearing it at all -- she excitedly exclaimed, "Really?" Putting her arms around me, she gave me a fat, tongue-filled kiss, while I began peeling off her blouse and jeans quickly.

When I had her stripped down to her black lacy bra and silky black thong, I had Lucy sitting on my lap, as I sat on the chair in front of the desk, both of us facing the laptop. I turned on the webcam and invited Amanda to see us. A few seconds later, a window appeared with the view from Amanda's webcam. I saw the smiling blonde girl's face, very pretty, looking a bit edgy. Then, moving into the frame, a smiling, gorgeous brunette with thick lips, round nose and dark eyes appeared. Blaire had long dark hair, but with more body and texture than Lucy's straight-black hair. Both teen girls on the webcam looked like they were wearing t-shirts.

The girls were so young and attractive, with twirls of their hair cascading down the sides of their face; Amanda had a ponytail, while Blaire's long dark hair flowed as she moved her head. Blaire had bigger eyes and thicker lips, but a bit more round of a face, while Amanda had high cheekbones, thin cheeks and a pointy jaw. I had Lucy sit upright for them, showing her thin torso in her bra, then I even had Lucy stand up a moment and turn to show off her butt in her thong. I type, do you two girls think Lucy is hot? And Amanda quietly wrote, "definitely." Then I ask the loaded question of whether either of them has ever fucked another girl before. Lucy and I saw them look at each other and cackle, and Amanda replied, "mmm not really no." I mutter to Lucy, "not YET at least," and my horny girlfriend snickered.

Now, Lucy wasn't into girls -- yet, at least. I'd asked if she'd fucked another girl before, and she said she had not in a one-on-one situation, but had done a threesome with a guy and another girl. She very much enjoyed the experience and wasn't ruling out sex with a hot female sometime, but just hadn't yet had the opportunity. So, seeing the two pretty 18 year olds on the webcam was proving to be a turn-on for Lucy, perhaps just as much as it was for me.

With Lucy's back to the webcam and her thin, short body standing in front of me, I had one hand pawing at her soft, palm-sized buttcheeks exposed by her thong, while my other hand reached to the keyboard to type, "girls let me see you both cup your boobs through your shirts." The girls look at each other but didn't mind that simple request. Amanda adjusted her webcam so it was showing both their faces and their busts, and each teenager put her hands over her own round boobs, and began fondling their soft orbs thru their t-shirts and bras. Blaire looked to have the larger breasts, possibly even C or D cups, but Amanda's breasts looked larger than Lucy's small titties too. Lucy looked back over her shoulder, seeing the two girls playing with their own breasts while they were staring at the sight of my hands on Lucy's ass.

I typed, "will you two girls take off your t-shirts and shorts and show us your bra and panties, if I take my shorts off first?" Amanda reached to her computer and typed "sure," so I had Lucy kneel next to me and remove my shorts. My clean, white underwear appeared, wrapped tight on my crotch, my married, seven-inch boner making an obvious, stiff shaft and big bulging, cum-filled balls beneath. The two teenagers stared at their computer screen, their young eyes going wide as they admired the shape of my adult manhood, watching it intently. As promised, Amanda quickly peeled off her t-shirt, revealing her white bra covering her B-cup teen titties. Blaire hesitated, but then following the lead of her friend removed her t-shirt too. Her bra was black and lacy, showing some cleavage of her meaty boobs. "Mmm hot tits," I moaned to Lucy, as I stared at the twin sets of teen breasts on my laptop. Lucy giggle back, "You perv, you like those teen boobs hmm?" And she half-twisted to rub her own teenage titties, clad in her bra, against the side of my face.

Then the two girls stood up, pushing their shorts off, so they were in just bras and panties. Amanda had pink cotton panties, while Blaire was in a black thong matching her black bra. But quickly they both sat back down in front of the computer, sharing a chair, so Lucy and I could just see their grinning faces and bras. I put Lucy on my lap again, facing the webcam once more, with her ass is directly over the bulge of my crotch. My girlfriend immediately start wiggling on it, feeling how hard I was, snickering at my obvious attraction to the two females on the webcam. As she wiggled around, the girls watched her grinding on me, both fascinated to see us in our undergarments.

I turned Lucy's face to mine, so as she sat facing the webcam, she looked back at me. We started making out, lips on lips, tongues out, licking each other's lips and moaning. Out of the corner of my eye I watched the monitor, seeing the two teenagers mesmerized as they watched the married guy kissing the Asian teenager. I put my hand on Lucy's chest, fondling her smallish boobs through her sexy bra, kneading them for the webcam.

Seeing the horny gazes of the teenage girls at their computer, I figured it was time to start pushing boundaries. I thought, the worst that could happen was, Amanda and Blaire could turn off their webcam -- in which case, I'd be left to fuck Lucy. That wasn't such a bad thing.

So I broke the kiss and typed to Amanda and her friend, "will you girls show us your boobs, if Lucy strips her bra off first?" Amanda and Blaire look at each other, and Amanda then types, "Um ok just quickly tho."

Sweet, I thought to myself; more teen tits!

The promise of even a fleeting glimpse of their boobs was enough for me, so I unfastened Lucy's bra from behind, then I pulled it off of her, showing her A-cup breasts to the two teenagers over the webcam. Her nipples were short but hard, and her areolas were quarter-sized, dark brown circles. Lucy blushed but seemed to enjoy showing herself off; she arched her back, smiling at the girls through the computer, and she even cupped and groped her breasts. While Lucy was playing with her small, soft tits and stiff nipples, I typed, "ok girls just give us a flash!" And Amanda, giggling and grinning, arched her back and grabbed her bra. Snapping her hands up, she pulled the bra upwards to show off her pale, soft B-cup breasts, with light pink nipples, so creamy on her thin body. But then she pulled the bra down to cover them again. Blaire took her turn, very quickly pulling her black bra up to reveal sexy C-cup hooters with dark brown nipples; but just as quickly she covers them up too.

This game was delighting me. How far could I get those two girls to go, as I got closer to fucking my girlfriend?

I pushed Lucy's hands down, and started fondling her breasts myself for the two teens to watch. Covering her boobs in my palms, my fingers curled up, softly caressing her stiff, sensitive nipples, while I started kissing and licking the back of Lucy's thin neck. The girls watched me playing with her teen breasts, with her slim body still seated on my hard dick, grinding on me. As Lucy watched the girls in the monitor staring at us, I whispered to Lucy, "Ask them to show us their butts." So Lucy reached to the wireless keyboard on the desk and typed, "Both of you should stand up and show us your hot butts!" Amanda and Blaire once again smiled at each other, pausing, but they were so horny, and our requests were not particularly invasive. Amanda pushed her chair backwards and stood in front of her computer, then she turned her back to us. She was so skinny, just like Lucy. She peeled down her white panties, showing us her very creamy, soft teen buttcheeks. "Damn what an ass," I moaned, still licking the back of Lucy's neck as I watched the computer, and I even heard Lucy shudder, too, "Mmm she's sexy!" Then it was Blaire's turn, she spun halfway around showing her butt in her thong. Unlike Amanda, the brunette bent way forward, peeling her thong down halfway down her fleshy thighs, so we saw not only her butt but the wisps of dark pubic hair and even the pink slit peeking out below her ass. Lucy instantly felt my married adult cock twitch under her petite butt, as I watched the pretty teenager quickly show us her pubes before pulling the thong up again, and standing once more.




Fucked a Slut, Watched Two Others



I turned Lucy around on my lap, kissing her mouth at first and she voraciously sucked my tongue in response, but quickly I broke the kiss and began licking down her chin and neck towards her chest. I had Lacy standing next to me, leaning over me from the side, so the girls could see Lucy's naked, petite boobs as I devoured them in my wet lips. Wrapping my mouth around one of her pretty titties, I started sucking it in my lips, making it all wet, my tongue running circles around her hard nipple. Then I repeated it on her other boob. Both teen girls were stilling very still, intently staring at the show Lucy and I were putting on for them. I typed, "do you like watching this?" Both girls smiled toothy-white grins, and Amanda confirmed, "Mmm definitely!"

I pushed my mistress down to her knees, right by my side, as I turn sideways in the chair -- so the petite Asian female was kneeling between my spread-open, hairy thighs, viewed sideways from my computer. My pulsating cock was making a stiff tent, stretching the clean, white fabric of my underwear, and Lucy could easily smell how hard it was. A wet spot was growing around the shape formed by my bulbous cockhead. I smile to the girls in the monitor, as I pushed Lucy's slim face downward. She dutifully stuck her tongue out, and teasingly she begin licking my penis back and forth, through my underwear-- feeling its heat, smelling it, almost tasting it, knowing it was driving me nuts.

As Lucy was licking my shaft, I typed to the girls, "If I strip naked and show you my cock, will you both show us your pussies?" Blaire grinned as she read that, but I coujld see how nervous she was, so I quickly add, "Even just for a second?" But her blonde friend Amanda was ginning ear to ear, and the young slut quickly responded, "Deal!"

I read aloud to Lucy the exchange, and she didn't need further instructions from me. Staying on her knees in front of me, she peeled down my white underwear, exposing my rigid, married manhood and fat, hairy balls. I leaned back, spreading wide, proudly showing off my dick to the teenagers on the webcam as well as to my horny girlfriend. The 18 year olds on the webcam grew huge eyes, watching the married adult cock appearing on their computer screen, seeing how wide my shaft was, and the mushroom head at the top, plus the fact balls dangling beneath. Smirking, I reached over to type, "If you like what you see, prove it -- show us your pussies, girls!"

It took only a split second for horny Amanda to stand up, facing the computer, and with her face lit up in a grin she peeled down her panties -- but just onto her thighs. Her pussy was shaved, and on my laptop monitor Lucy and I saw her pink lips, glistening wet. She lets my girlfriend and I look for just a few seconds, before pulling her panties up to cover herself. Then, as the pattern had developed, it was her friend's turn. Blaire nervously stood up next to her friend, and she yanked her black thong down her thighs. Her cunt had wispy, dark hair, and she didn't show it long, before covering it again.

Now that I was sitting naked in front of the computer, I had Lucy just lean back a bit away from me, as I grabbed my dick in my hand. Lucy took the keyboard and, at my direction, asked the girls if they want to watch me jerk it a little for them. Lucy typed what I told her -- that I thought both girls were fucking sexy and hot, they were making me so hard, and I was going to fuck Lucy violently because of it. Lucy snickered and liked that last part. Lucy added that she was wet too, seeing their hot bodies. The girls snickered and giggled, their eyes staring at the sight of my fist wrapped around my shaft, jerking it up and down slowly, making the head grow for them.

Again at my request, Lucy asked them to take their bras off. Blaire rolled her eyes, certainly knowing the request was coming, but Amanda had the opposite reaction. She didn't even type anything nor bother to ask her friend, but instead she instantly reached behind herself to unfasten her white bra. She pulled it off herself, showing again those perky B-cup boobs, larger with a more definite round shape than Lucy's titties. Amanda's pale-pink nipples were obviously stiff and hard, pointing at her computer.

Next to her, Blaire hesitated, but after a moment she too doffed her black bra too, showing her divine, large C-cup breasts, with long, dark nipples so hard. Perched side by side on a chair facing the computer, the now-topless girls just smiled at Lucy and me through the computer, arching their backs with hands by their sides, showing off their naked 18 year old breasts.

I kept jerking off, slowly, eyeing the tits in the computer monitor but also staring at Lucy's topless body. I had Lucy type to them: "If you two rub your nipples together, we'll let you watch Lucy jerk my cock." I giggled at the offer, as did Lucy, and she and I saw the girls laugh and look at each other, unsure if the other girl would want to go through with it. But playfully, not sexually, they put their arms behind themselves and turn to face each other, and they bumped their chests together. Then they fell away laughing. It was funny to watch, but not a sexual encounter. So Lucy quickly wrote, "Make it feel good, do it longer!" The two girls looked at each other with big eyes, their faces blushing with some guilt, but after that brief pause they pushed their breasts together once more. This time, with Lucy and me staring at the sight, the horny girl friends grazed their hard nipples over the other girl's nipples -- brushing boobs on boobs, fucking their tits with tits. It obviously felt good, they didn't stop, they actually were staring down at their bosoms pressed together and they continued rocking their chests side to side a little, in soft petite motions, grazing their hard, stiffened nips over each other's equally-hard nips and soft breasts.

They fulfilled their bargain, so I leaned back and took the wireless keyboard from Lucy, allowing her to kneel again in front of me. Her petite hand reached out, and I moaned as she clasped my throbbing boner in her small fist, then she began slowly jerking my meat up and down, squeezing the fat shaft, feeling how fucking hard my married erection had grown, with precum oozing out of my cockhead. Both topless girls were watching it too, loving the sight of my girlfriend jerking my fat, hard penis.

My eyes were on the two naked pairs of tits on the computer, while I was feeling the attention of Lucy's small hand around my married dick. I typed to Amanda and Blaire, "OK girls, do you want to see Lucy suck my dick?" Both girls give us the thumbs up, mouthing "OH YEAH," as Amanda then confirmed, "Yeah we do!" But I quickly shot back, "Well I'll let you see her suck me -- but FIRST, each of you has to lick or suck the other girl's tit!" To make the request more acceptable, I added, "Just for a few seconds if you want."

The girls pause, staring at the words, mouthing them as they read them. Then they shrieked with cackles, then looked at each other in dismay. Blaire, I could see, was saying to Amanda something like, "no way, really?" But Amanda wasn't waiting. The blonde was so horny, she grabbed her friend's body at her shoulders, and instantly leaned forward so the blonde's mouth shot to the brunette's big breasts. With Lucy stroking my penis, she and I watched as Amanda's pink tongue shot out, licking a circle around Blaire's long, stiff nipple. Blaire cackled again, laughing as she mildly freaked out, pushing Amanda away quickly. But Amanda held her ground, gripping Blaire more forcefully, and her thin lips went back in for a second lick -- this time, suckling Blaire's stiff nipple into her wet mouth. I could see Blaire's face change; her jaw trembled, her eyes rolled, she shuddered and gasped at the warm feeling of her friend's mouth around her stiff nipple. Then, Amanda released Blaire's tit and sat upright, arching her back, pushing her B-cup beauties towards her friend, wanting the same. Blaire looked at the computer to be sure we were watching, then she gathered her breath and leaned down. I watched Blaire's mouth open, and she sucked Amanda's nipples and some of the tit into her thick lips, suckling her friend's breast. "Keep going," I typed, and Blaire did, mouthing Amanda's boob, suckling it back and forth, then licking and sucking the girl's other pale breasts. Lucy could hear me gasp, watching the brunette sucking the blonde's tits, and her fist squeezed my aching dick a little harder, pumping a little faster.

I pushed Lucy's head down, and without hesitation she opened her mouth, swallowing my throbbing boner. My cock was aching for her tongue, steaming heat into her mouth and against her tongue. Lucy look up at me with those sexy, slanted Asian eyes, watching my face as I watch her -- not the monitor -- sucking my dick. Wrapping her lips around my cockhead, she sucked just the soft, wet helmet, before sucking a couple inches of the shaft too into her mouth. Then after bobbing on my shaft a bit, she release my penis from her lips and start licking my shaft -- up and down, from my cockhead to my fat balls, licking those too, lathering every inch of my penis in her saliva.

The teen girls were riveted at the sight of my adult boner in Lucy's teen lips. I typed, "Like that?" and Blaire typed for Amanda, "Yeah, don't stop." I put a hand on Lucy's head, making her bob up and down on my cock, hearing her sucking it as I filled her mouth with hot meat and her nostrils with the musky aroma of hard dick. I could feel an orgasm already starting to swell in my balls. So I typed, "Wanna watch me cum all over Lucy's face?" Both girls got bright-eyed and grinned, and Blaire immediately wrote back, "YEAH!" But I want to get something for it, so I responded, "OK I'll shoot cum over Lucy's face, but first let me see you two make out -- start kissing each other."

I actually had no idea if they would really do that, but seeing Lucy sucking my boner, the girls were turned on. The blonde and brunette licked their own lips, staring at each other and blushing, as if testing each other's resolve. But, both so horny, they moved together, opening their mouths. Lucy and I watched the high school students push their lips together, their tongues out, their eyes half-closed, and the girls start French kissing. "Oh shit!" I grunted, watching the sluts shoving their tongues into each other's mouths. Amanda was the aggressor, attacking Blaire's mouth with her petite tongue, but Blaire kissed back too and sucks her friend's tongue. Then they broke off, smiling proudly that they did what I wanted, with saliva dripping from their lips.

Watching the topless teenagers kissing like lovers had me so close to cumming. Holding Lucy's head firmly by wrapping her long, black hair around my fist behind her skull, I moved her mouth to hover in front of my dick as I simultaneously grabbed my penis. Spreading my thighs, leaning back, I aimed my prick right at her gorgeous face. Lucy looked up at me hungrily, wanting it, the slut loved being showered in sperm. Then I began watching the computer monitor, both to see the girls' reactions as well as to make sure my webcam was going to show Lucy's face being splattered with sperm. Her face and my cock were squarely in the middle of my webcam's view.

Jerking harder, gasping, I grunted and started to spew. This was a painful orgasm, my balls instantly hurt as they erupted, shooting semen down my shaft and out the tight hole of my cockhead. Streaks of my hot, gooey jism squirted out of my prick, jetting into Lucy's face, splattering loudly. I watched her close her eyes as she feel me deposit a load of cum on her forehead, eyelids, nose and cheeks, and the cum continued to dribble. On the monitor, the teenagers were licking their lips, watching me cumming on Lucy, smearing her face with my babymaking sauce.

When Lucy lean up to smile at the girls, showing them the mess I just made on her face, the two teen girls were staring at Lucy like she was their hero or something. I could tell from the looks on their pretty faces, they very much adored the show. But, there was much more to cum, literally and figuratively.

I typed my next offer to them. "If you two make out for two minutes, 120 seconds, I'll time you, french kissing, then I'll let you watch me FUCK Lucy." The girls stared at each other then at me, and Amanda confirmed the deal by replying, "You promise?" They could see my reaction but I typed it anyway, "Oh I promise!"

So the topless, 18 year old BFFs, still sitting on that chair in front of Amanda's computer, turned towards each other, settled in each other's arms, arms wrapped around each other, and they push their mouths together. I looked at the clock, only loosely timing them, as the horny sluts start making out. Amanda was into it immediately, sucking Blaire's tongue and then pushing her tongue into Blaire's mouth; and Blaire sunk into the embrace, keeping her mouth open and enjoying the girl/girl attention.

Lucy observed me staring at the sight of the two girls making out, seeing how much I loved it. Inside Lucy's thong, her shaved bald pussy was drenched, she couldn't wait for it to come out and play, and I could smell how wet she was. Her entire body was trembling in sexual needs. I had her stand next to me again, while the girls were still making out for us. Amanda half-opened her eyes to see Lucy standing there topless, but she didn't break the kiss with her hot friend Blaire. I lift a finger -- saying "1 minute" -- and kept the girls sucking each other's tongues. Lucy and I laughed; in actually, I had them go at each other about four minutes, almost five, until they finally fell apart, gasping for air, both so horny. The erotic girl/girl kiss was so stimulating, they didn't realize -- or didn't care -- how much past 120 seconds they'd gone.

"Like making out?" I typed to them, smiling. Even though I just had an orgasm on Lucy's face, watching those two hot teens making out a few minutes already had my cock is about ready to go again. I continued, "You two look like girlfriends -- you should do that a lot more when you're alone!" Blaire blushed, brushing long dark hair from her fleshy cheeks, while Amanda responded, "Maybe we will?" I saw her eyes looking at my again-erect penis through the webcam, and she typed, "Your cock is hard again!" I proudly explain by typing, "I'm a horny adult, it's why you should fuck guys like me and not teen boys at school."

But getting back to the deal we'd made, I typed, "If I'm going to fuck Lucy, I need to get her naked." I paused, smiling at the two sluts through the computer, before adding, "And guess what you both have to do, too, after Lucy gets naked?"

Amanda responded a second later, already thinking what I was. "You want us to get naked too?"

"Oh yeah!" I typed back, snickering, hearing Lucy moan next to me. I saw Lucy squeezing her buttcheeks, her cunt was so wet she was trying to relieve the pressure by pressing her thighs together.

With her short, petite, thin body standing next to me as I sat on the hotel room chair, I dug my thumbs inside the tight strings of Lucy's black thong arching over her slim hips, pushing down, peeling off the garment from her crotch. Lucy's cunt was so drenched, the fabric of the thong was soiled and it clung to her skin until I yanked it down hard. Peeling her thong even lower, I let it fall to her ankles so she could step out of it. Then, I spun her to face the webcam, and had her sit back down on my thick knee. My erection rubbed her butt from the backside, as her asscrack straddles one of my thigh bones. With my strong arms to prop up her torso, she leaned back and pried open her legs, showing off her pink, bald cunny; in the computer monitor I could see the same thing Amanda and Blaire could -- her glistening-wet cunt, dripping, waiting me to fill it.

"Isn't Lucy so hot?" I typed to the two girls, and both teenagers nodded, staring at my girlfriend's Asian pussy in the monitor. I added for color, "Lucy's cunt fucks lots of cocks, especially married men -- don't you both wish you grow up to be like her?" I laugh, realizing Lucy was only a year older than the other two sluts.

Amanda knew it was her turn, and she stood up again in front of her monitor, wearing only her white panties. Her hands bunched her panties over her hips, and in a swift motion she bent forward and yanked down the undergarment. Sliding her panties down, she let them fall to the floor, then she stood upright -- totally nude. Her shaved, bare teen cunt was visible again, so pink and wet. The blonde remained on her feet, but she stepped out of the way to the side, so her brunette friend could disrobe too. Blaire paused before standing in front of the computer monitor, then she yanked down her black thong, exposing her teen cunt half-covered in wispy, dark pubic hair.

The teen girls stood hip to hip now, naked, showing Lucy and me their tits and pussies at the same time, with their heads now out of view above the top of the frame. I had Lucy stand up too, turning her back to the webcam, showing off her perfect small ass, while I had her bend forward so her arms were on my shoulders. I reached around her body and fondled her small asscheeks again, prying them open, exposing her asshole and pussylips from the rear side. I even briefly touched Lucy's puckered butthole and wet pussylips, rubbing juices from her pussy onto her ass and buttcrack, while the naked teenagers stood motionless, watching me playing with my girlfriend.

So turned on by what she was seeing, Amanda instinctively stood with her thighs open, showing her pussy more, watching me through the monitor staring at her vagina. Blaire's thighs, meanwhile, were mostly closed, as if embarrassed to show off her sexy teen cunt.

I had Lucy again on my thigh bone, leaning backwards and spreading open, showing off her cunt to the two girls once more. I reached down to her pussy and, without any hesitation, I started finger-fucking Lucy. I stiffened one finger and drove it powerfully into her wet hole, as deep as the tightness would allow, and kept hammering my finger downwards in rapid pumps until it loosened slightly, allowing deeper penetration. Lucy squealed, almost crying, so turned on, letting me manhandle her vagina. When I had my one finger all the way inside, the knuckles of my fist punching her pussylips, I stiffened a second digit and drove both fingers simultaneously into Lucy's cunt. Her legs stiffened and her body shook, as her hands reached up to my arms and neck to steady her body. With her thighs spread wide open, Lucy allowed me to finger-fuck that tight teen cunt for the other two girls to watch on the webcam. Indeed, Amanda and Blaire were standing still, facing Amanda's computer, undoubtedly riveted by the sight of my married fingers inside Lucy's twat.

With my free hand, I reached over to the keyboard and typed, "Take ur laptop to your bed now." Amanda paused but did it. I saw the view of her webcam shaking and turning around as the computer was carried for a few seconds. The video shook and finally settled into place at the foot of the girl's bed, facing her headboard. The nude blonde girl sat down in front of the computer, back against the headboard, spreading her thighs to reveal her 18 year old bald pussy again. Blaire took a seat next to Amanda, her knees bent up and together, her legs hiding her pussy that way.

As I was finger-fucking Lucy, I slowly typed to the two girls on the webcam, "Now put ur fingers in ur cunts as I finger Lucy."

I was so horny I was barely breathing, both from furiously finger-fucking Lucy and balancing her body on my leg, while hoping the two girls would begin masturbating for me. Again, I wasn't sure if I was over the line; and again, I wasn't, they did as I asked. Amanda slid her hand down to her own pussy, rubbing her clitoris a few times, then she stiffened one finger and slid it into her vagina. Blaire, too, aching for stimulation, reached down to her cunt, teasing her clitty in her public hair, before pushing a fingertip inside her tight hole. The brunette's brown eyes rolled, her head fell back and she started squirming, feeling herself pleasured by her own finger. Amanda's eyes stared at the computer, watching me finger-fucking Lucy's divine cunt while Amanda was doing the same thing to her own white teen pussy.




Fucked a Slut, Watched Two Others



My cock, pressed against my body with Lucy's nude ass sitting over me, wanted to get inside some cunt. Time to fuck, I thought to myself.

I pushed Lucy off of me, and grabbed the laptop. Carrying it quickly to the hotel room's bed, I plopped it near the bottom edge of the bed and sat myself in front of it, leaning against the headboard like the girls were doing with Amanda's headboard. Naked and horny, Lucy obligingly followed me, crawling onto the bed at my side. I had the wireless keyboard on one thigh as I made sure the webcam was able to show the two girls the sight of my rigid, married dick and fat balls, with naked Lucy sitting hip to hip next to me. I told Amanda in the IM, "I'll let you see my cock go inside Lucy's cunt -- BUT only IF you girls put your fingers inside the OTHER girl's pussy!"

It occurred to me, I was changing the deal. But if it occurred to either of the girls on the webcam, they weren't complaining. Instead, they were going along with it -- each step of the way, being lured into something devilishly forbidden and toxic. I was starting to think, from how she was behaving, Amanda was desperately horny and would probably fuck her hot friend if I asked. And Blaire hadn't shown me any reason, other than some slight hesitation, that she might resist. The thought of seeing the two girl friends fuck like lesbian whores was insanely provocative to me.

In reaction to my request, the two naked teenagers look at each other, probably embarrassed at how turned on I had them, then Amanda leaned forward to type their response: "OK!"

I leaned back more flat on the bed, feet towards the laptop at the foot of the mattress, spreading my thighs and showing off the size of my hardened penis. To my naked girlfriend I growled, "Come fuck me, baby." I reached over, but Lucy was already on the move. She climbed over and straddled me -- reverse-cowgirl, so she could watch my computer monitor too -- and the teenagers would now get a perfect view of us fucking. I stare at Lucy's hot butt as it hovered over my flat, wide abdomen, with my strong hands on her petite hips to move her into place. Lucy reached down to grab my dick and keep it upright, pointing it at her cunt , then she sat down on it -- and slammed down her body as hard as she could. We both grunted, just as my thick erection dug into the tightness of her hot, bald vagina.

On the computer, the two nude girls were staring at the sight of my dick fucking Lucy, able to vividly see her thin body undulating up and down, while my thick, married shaft dug into Lucy's bald, tight cunthole. My girlfriend's small body is such a contrast to my middle-aged, muscular frame, and my boner looks about half as thick as her waist too. Arching herself, slamming down, Lucy ground her hips around in circles and up and down, plunging more of my meat into her tight twat, deeper and deeper. Her juices were dripping down my fast shaft.

Watching me fuck Lucy, Amanda took her wet fingers out of her own cunt, reaching sideways over her friend's nude body, and immediately the blonde wrapped her fingers over the brunette's hairy pussy. Blaire's eyes fluttered, her back arched, and instead of resisting, her big C-cup tits heaved, her thighs parted, and the girl starts to shake and spasm with an orgasm induced by her girl friend. Blaire was right on the edge and, after just a few seconds of Amanda rubbing her cunt, Blaire began having her first, hard orgasm of the day. Blaire anxiously grabbed Amanda's wrist, keeping Amanda's finger dug into her pussy, as she cummed hard, a huge, violent orgasm shattering Blaire' frame while Lucy and I watched.

When Blaire's pleasure of her first cum subsided, Amanda's other hand reached to grab Blaire's wrist, dragging her friend's finger to her own pussy. Now the girls sat side by side on Amanda's bed, naked, both spread-open, each girl finger-fucking the other girl's teen cunt -- all the while, staring at me fucking Lucy through the webcam.

Lucy and I were making the hotel bed rattle, with her slamming her thin but athletic body down hard to drive my meat deeper into her tight cunt. Her juices were dripping down my fat shaft, covering my balls and thighs. I was staring at the sight of her hot little ass, wiggling and gyrating above me, and also at the computer where I saw the two teenagers finger-fucking each other's pussies. Amanda's jaw was dropped open, she was sucking in air, and she too started having an orgasm from her friend's fingers masturbating her. Blaire was so turned on, she also had another orgasm.

The two girls on the webcam were so horny, they didn't need me to make their sex more enjoyable. As they watch Lucy and me fucking, and with their fingers stuffed into one another's cunts, young Amanda turns her blonde face towards her brunette friend; and Blaire didn't stop her, as Amanda leaned over to French-kiss her girlfriend again. The two sluts aggressively sucked each other's tongues, while pounding fingers into each other's pussies as they sat, naked, hip to hip, side by side on Amanda's bed.

I pushed Lucy off of me, and had her get on her fours -- sideways to the laptop. On the webcam, Amanda and Blaire broke their kiss, watching the computer while masturbating each other. I knelt behind my teenage mistress, loving this particular day of cheating on my wife. Rubbing my huge erection over her slim, Asian butt, smearing my juices around her skin, I watched the two girls masturbating each other on the webcam as I prepared to fuck Lucy from the rear. Then I lowered my cock as far as I could, spreading my legs so my penis was level with Lucy's twat. Her shoulders were against the bed sheet, pushing her round, small ass up high, while her face still smeared with drying, dripping sperm was turned to watch the monitor. My cockhead found Lucy's pussylips again, and I shoved forward, thrusting into her tight hole, while I wrapped my hands around her hips to pull her back towards me. She screamed from the feeling of my fat married erection stretching open her teenage cunt, as I start plunging my thick boner into that tight bald pussy again, screwing it as hard and deep as I could, over and over, knocking her small body back and forth.

Watching me fucking Lucy doggy-style, the blonde and brunette girls on the webcam were each having more orgasms. Their hands, like their pussies and thighs and stomachs, were saturated in thick cunt juices.

Seriously, fucking Lucy in that hotel bed while watching the two naked high school seniors having sex, I wasn't sure it could get any better cheating on my wife than that moment.

After giving Lucy a deep fucking from behind for a while, I pulled out and grabbed the wireless keyboard from nearby. Keeping Lucy on her fours bend over, her ass up high, I laid the keyboard on Lucy's lower back like a little desk and typed to the two sluts watching us, "If you want to see me keep fucking Lucy -- one of you has to lick the other girl's cunt!" I giggled at the request, thinking, this sort of was the ultimate end to Amanda and Blaire getting naked, wasn't it? But would they go all the way? After reading on the computer what I typed, my naughty girlfriend looked back at me, cum dripping down her eyebrows, laughing at my request to the two other sluts.

Brunette Blaire didn't react, just sitting back, sweating and gasping. But blonde Amanda smiled, wiping some strands of blonde hair off of her face. She took her wet, messy hand out of Blaire's cunt and leaned forward to type, "And what we get if we do it?"

I just typed back the first thing that came into my head. "I'll buy a plane ticket and fly out to fuck your pussy with my boner myself."

"Hey!" Lucy snapped, seeing what I typed, looking back at me with a playful scowl. But Lucy fucked several other married men, so she wasn't going to stop me from fucking another girl -- particular someone as pretty and horny as Amanda. Besides, Lucy must have figured, it was just hot talk during sex -- not like it would ever actually happen.

But horny, nude Amanda likes the thought. "You really promise," she wrote, "cuz I'd totally let you!"

Now its like a game, how far can I push it? I typed back, "So what city do you live in?" And showing me how horny she was, Amanda immediate replied with her home address! She also told me the big city near her.

Instantly I'm thinking, this is going to be a pricey ticket, flying all the way across the country to her -- and I didn't have any sales conventions to justify it. But, I mean, the price of a ticket would be worth it, right -- getting to fuck that hot blonde number. And who knew, maybe her brunette friend would come too.

But I didn't really have to spend the money, I only had to agree to do it. I wrote the girl, "I'll totally do it -- so if you start licking Blaire's cunt, I promise to come fly out and fuck you!"

Amanda just stared at her computer, basically fixated at my hard adult cock, all seven married inches, picturing it inside her pussy. "Ok you promise promise?"

Naturally, I agreed. "Totally promise."

Lucy sneered, watching me making a fake deal with Amanda. "Bet you'd love to do it," she correctly surmised, looking back at me over her shoulder while remaining on her fours, bend over, wet cunt dripping juices.

I'm not sure it was the promise of fucking me that made Amanda move to the next level; the girl really was just hot to fuck her friend's pussy. The blonde only needed an excuse, it seemed. She rolled onto her fours and crawled down her bed, between Blaire's spread-open thighs. Her friend stared back at her with wide brown eyes, shocked but turned on. Pulling her knees back, Blaire exposed her cunt to her friend -- basically signaling, it was ok for Amanda to lick her pussy.

Lucy and I paused to watch, not fucking, just drinking in the view of the two girls having their first lesbian sex. Amanda's blonde head started bobbing in circles above Blaire's pelvis. We couldn't see the action, but there was definite contact of tongue to pussy, because Blaire's eyes started rolling around again, her body sinking back onto the bed sheet and pillow, her arms and thighs spreading open. With her dark hair sprayed around her shoulders, Blaire leaned all the way back into the pillows, almost flat on the bed now, clutching her big boobs herself. Amanda was going to town licking Blaire's vagina, and Blaire starts heaving and spasming, her legs shaking and her hands gripping the bed sheets sometimes, gasping for air. Amanda was totally eating out Blaire's cunt, making her brunette friend cum multiple times.

Meanwhile, as I watched Amanda eating Blaire's pussy, I started drilling Lucy again too, but this time with Lucy on top of me. I laid on my back, pulling her to sit above me, with our feet towards the computer, so as I spread my legs, Blaire could get a good view of my cock inside Lucy's pussy. My girlfriend straddled me and slid that velvety-wet vagina over my thick penis, then she laid flat on me so we could start making out. Ignoring that she just watched me make a date with the blonde teen slut, Lucy shove her tongue in my mouth and we started making out while we fucked. I was groping her small tits in my hands, twisting them, then I reach up and grabbed her long hair at the base of her skull, tugging it, using it to yank her body downwards harder onto my cock, shoving more dick up into her pussy.

Breaking off the kiss, I look past Lucy's shoulder at the computer; and she turned to look over her shoulder, too. On the monitor, Blaire was still on her back, being eaten by her horny blonde friend, while Blaire stared at the computer watching me cheating on my wife.

Playfully, trying to incentivize exactly the same thing I wanted, Lucy grabbed the wireless keyboard, typing, "Blaire, you should thank Amanda -- go lick her cunt too."

Blaire smiled, and she even winked. I could see her lips moving, muttering something to Amanda; then the blonde lifted her messy face, covered in her friend's cunt juices, and turned to read the words on the computer. She laughed too, and leaned up on her fours. Lucy quickly typed, "Kiss each other first," and indeed the messy-mouthed Amanda gave a nasty French kiss to Blaire, so Blaire could taste her own cuntjuices in Amanda's mouth. Then Lucy told Amanda to get on her fours and shove her little butt up in the air, and for Blaire to go behind her and lick her cunt.

Lucy and I rotated around the bed a bit, lying sideways to the computer so we could both turn to watch the monitor as Lucy continued to fuck me, sitting above me. Amanda also was sideways to her computer, but on her elbows and knees, her boney ass up in the air. Blaire dropped to her elbows behind Amanda's ass, sticking her tongue out, and she pushed her face below Amanda's butt; Amanda's eyes rolled and her jaw dropped, and we could tell, Blaire started licking Amanda's pussy. The brunette was eagerly performing cunnilingus on her friend, while Amanda opens her eyes again to watch Lucy and me keep fucking.

Lucy sat upright on me, arching her thin body and showing off those bitty titties as she groped them, pinching her nipples for me; then she dropped a hand to her crotch, rubbing her clitoris while humping me. She was drawing near an orgasm, and her slanted eyes clenched and her small jaw dropped open, as she began screaming to a cum. My strong hands gripped her pelvis, pulling her body down so that my long, thick married dick was stuffed into the deepest recess of her vagina, feeling her climax and cum around my penis. To intensify her orgasm, I leaned up and my mouth found one of her small nipples, and my teeth clasped on it and gently bit that teenage knob until she screamed more loudly.

As Lucy came down from her cum but continued riding me, I looked over at the keyboard -- and I beheld my creation.

I'd created a couple of bisexual sluts!

The girls had changed position and were now doing a "69" together. Blaire had gotten on her back underneath Amanda, their nude bodies entwined now. Amanda dropped her face to Blaire's cunt, her blonde hair spilling over the area, and she was licking her friend's twat again. Meanwhile, Blaire lifted her face to Amanda's pussy and resumed licking it as well. The girls were hardly watching the computer monitor now, they were simply fucking each other -- stuffing fingers and tongues into each other's cunts, making each other shriek and shudder with multiple orgasms.

My cock was aching to cum again. I had Lucy flat on her back now, and I climbed on top of her, sideways to the computer. I was so hard for her, my dick hurt it was so engorged. I growled as I shoved it deep into her wet pussy, all the way, feeling the pressure deep inside her and feeling her twat stretch to accommodate my thickness. Her knees were back to her chest, and she was looking up at me helplessly as I start ramfucking her small teenage body furiously. Pounding into her hard, knocking her legs around, her body would have been moving around the bed except I had her pinned down. I had one hand around her petite neck, half-squeezing it, probably diminishing her airflow a bit, while my other hand was pushing her knee against her armpit, her foot up in the air uselessly. My muscular ass was relentlessly pounding her, flopping up and down, driving my rigid erection deep and hard into her cunt over and over. As I built up a powerful rhythm to fuck my girlfriend, I turned to watch the computer, seeing the nude teenage sluts continue fucking each other in a 69 position.

The sex with Lucy, with the sight of the two 18 year olds going lesbian on each other, was heavenly sex. I started flooding cum into Lucy's tight pussy, pumping buckets of my gooey jism deep inside her. Panting, sweat, and sore, I pulled off, then I grabbed the computer to put it directly between Lucy's spread-open legs. As the two West Coast girls turned to look at the monitor, they got a perfect view of Lucy's shaved pussy, dripping wet, sore, stretched, with my cum oozing out, dripping down her thighs and asscheeks. I typed, "Now THAT is a FUCKED cunt -- like I'm gonna do to Amanda!"

The teenagers didn't stop fucking -- it wasn't for us anymore, it was because they were simply into fucking each other. They kept licking each other's cunts another ten or fifteen minutes, cumming in each other's mouth. They also rolled around, arms clutching each other's bodies, thighs wrapped around each other's heads, so at one point Blaire was on top, then Amanda, then they were side by side, back and forth. They've never licked pussies before, but they loved it.

Finally, after countless orgasms, the nude teenagers fell away from each other, panting, almost crying. Both of their faces were a mess -- covered in juices and sweat, with their hair dirty and dangled. I wrote them, telling them how beautiful they were, so sexy, and their fucking had looked amazing! Amanda was watching the computer as she caught her breath, and I ask her, "Are you going to fuck Blaire again, next time you two are alone?" The blonde first had to wipe tears and liquids away from her eyes, before wiping her messy hand on her tummy and reaching to the computer to type back. "I dunno but its hot!" I prodded them more, writing, "Blaire did you love Amanda eating you?" The brunette giggles and nods. And I type, "That looks like a 'yes' -- so Amanda, did you love Blaire eating you too?" And the blonde shrugged, as if indifferent; but Blaire smacked her naked shoulder, and Amanda laughed playfully, typing, "LOVED it!" So I wrote, "See you two both love it -- so, I want you two to promise me, you'll fuck each other from now on when you're alone, and why don't you seal it with a hot kiss RIGHT now?"

And as Lucy and I watched, the two teenagers leaned together, whispering something to each other -- but then began kissing one another, agreeing to be fuckbuddies now.

After letting Lucy and me watch her kiss Blaire, naked Amanda wrote me in front of the other two girls, "Are you still coming out to fuck me like you promised?" Snicker at me though the webcam, she wrote, "Or aren't you man enough?"

"Ooh!" purred Lucy at the challenge.

I asked Amanda if Blaire would join us. Blaire blushed but whispered something to Amanda, who explained, Blaire had a steady boyfriend and didn't want to cheat on him. To the obvious question instantly raised by the comment, Amanda quickly clarified, "This doesn't count." And she, and the rest of us, laughed.

I was in that post-sex, blissful, relaxed state, just having fun, still aroused but not about to begin fucking instantly. So I toyed with Amanda about this idea of flying out to meet her, as Lucy and Blaire watched us banter. When could she get away from home, to have sex with me, like in a motel? Amanda thought maybe a Friday afternoon or evening, she might even tell her mom she was sleeping over with Blaire or one of her other friends. Or possibly a Saturday afternoon or evening, but sometimes she has to babysit her cousin on Saturday nights. And, Amanda added, seeing me through the monitor, "I can even do it next Friday night, I bet, if you wanted?"

Oh, I wanted. But could I get out to see her, without wifey knowing what I was doing?

My pervy brain, wanting that 18 year old pussy around my dick, hatched the plan. I raised a finger for Amanda to wait a moment for me, and I typed "BRB," then I minimized the IM and opened a new web browser.

"Whatcha doin?" Lucy whispered softly, her small hand stroking my sweaty back and butt as I laid on my stomach in front of my laptop on the hotel bed.

"You'll see," I said with a wry tone.

My messy dick was getting hard again, as I lay on the hotel bed sheets on my stomach, working the keyboard and touchpad. It took me about five or ten minutes to accomplish the feat, during which time Amanda and Blaire both took a break to the bathroom (separately), but sitting naked in front of their end of the dual webcast while I was working my magic.




Fucked a Slut, Watched Two Others



Finally, I typed to Amanda, "You have MAIL."

She grinned at me, wondering what I had done. When the blonde opened my email a few seconds later, she saw attached to it a PDF of a confirmation and a PDF of a travel itinerary -- consisting of a round-trip flight for me the following Friday and Sunday, with a two-night stay at a motel about ten minutes from her home address. And I booked it through Lucy's credit card, so my wife would never know about it. I'd just have the company reimburse Lucy, and I'd float the money myself over the next few months in my budget. I'd eventually repay it, in chunks, and wifey would have had no idea that the "client event" was really a sex opportunity between a blonde teenager's thighs.

Amanda grinned, seeing what I'd done, and then I saw her stare at my body on the monitor. I sat upright, revealing my semi-rigid penis to her again. "You want this married cock inside your pussy next weekend baby?"

The blonde's smile doubled, as she typed, "OHHH YESSSS."

Next to my, my 19 year old girlfriend couldn't believe I was doing it. "You're so horny," she mocked, although growing wet at the thought of me boning Amanda. "You gonna let me watch that on the webcam too?"

"I can't wait for you to fuck me!" Amanda typed, while behind her, her brunette friend was cackling in dismay equal to Lucy's.

I had already cum twice, but I was so horny from arranging this trip to fuck the pretty, slim teenager, I was going to fuck my teenage mistress once more. As I pulled Lucy under me, on the computer the blonde typed that she and Blaire needed to get going, so they could clean up and "hide the mess" before her mom got home. That was fine with me -- I blew her and Blaire kisses, as they closed their webcam session.

Underneath me, spreading her wet pussy again for my married dick, my horny girlfriend snickered at my perversion. "You're gonna fuck that bitch senseless, aren't you, baby?"

I laughed at the obvious comment. "About as senseless as I'm going to fuck you now and through the rest of the night -- now shut up and fuck me, you fucking slut!"

The sex with Lucy that afternoon, and into the evening, was about as good as I could have thought possible. Until, of course, I flew out to California the next weekend -- THAT weekend was TOTALLY insane with wet teenage cunts!



Fucked Again and I Forgive Him



Note: The reader is referred to the first of this two part series, “ From Ashes the Phoenix Rises.” However, this episode can be read alone without loss of meaning. In “From Ashes the Phoenix Rises,” Kathye Diamond, from Tales of Kathye’s Tail series, goes looking for sex with James at the university where they both teach but finds him getting a blow job from another professor, a blonde with big tits. In this story, “Fucked Again and I Forgive Him,” the memory of the other woman sucking James’ cock makes Kathye even more horny and she schemes, trying to justify her motives with innocent excuses, to get James to fuck her before her lover, Jake, arrives home from his business trip. Part of her plan works, but part doesn’t.

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Its Saturday morning and I’m busy cleaning house. I’ve already made the beds, cleaned the bathrooms, my office, and now I am working on the kitchen. Its not a good morning, I think, but I’m not sure yet. Something seems amiss, but I can’t put my finger on just what it is. It’s a beautiful spring day. When I walked down my driveway to pick up the morning paper, the world smelled fresh and clean. Trees are budding and the whole of outdoors is alive with birds dashing from tree to tree and filling the air with their happy songs.

But I seem agitated, restless. Jake is still in Washington, but he’s suppose to be back tonight. I should be aglow with anticipation. I miss and need him sooooo badly. But I’m not aglow. Not even perky. Part of my mood is because I’m so horny, I guess. But Jake will take care of that tonight, unless he’s too tired. He’d better not be. But needing sex doesn’t seem the real problem. If it was, I could take the vibrator and fix things right away. Jake doesn’t like for me to use it on the days he will be here. He thinks I’m hotter, a better fuck if I’m really horny. And I guess I am, but I’m always hot for a good fuck, and Jake can get me ready in a hurry. But the vibrator doesn’t interest me today. Even knowing that Jake is coming home doesn’t seem to smooth me out.

I remember yesterday, watching that blonde suck James’ cock, and after that I came home in a mood. But surely that isn’t still it. I was really hurt, jealous, but I did turn him down when he offered to take me out. If I wanted him so much, why didn’t I just go. Was it because of what I had secretly watched him and the blonde do in his office, sucking her tits and her sucking him off? Was that the reason I said no to him? Was it because he just caught me off guard? Or was it because I am true to Jake and want to stay that way? I’m not sure. Granted I was very angry because the blonde had done him with her mouth, and later when he did ask me out I was surprised. I didn’t even know he was still in the building. I thought he left with the blonde. After watching them I ran to my office because I didn’t want James to know I had been sneaking a peak at his love making. And I stayed there long enough for the two of them to leave the building so he wouldn’t see me leave. But I also stayed in my office to sulk. I was so hurt, rejected. 

But that was yesterday. This is today. He had ever right to do what he did. I have no claim on him. So why should that still be bothering me? Well, it isn’t. That isn’t my problem today. No. I’ve put that silliness behind me. I have Jake. I belong to him. What James does is none of my business and I don’t care. I mean just because he fucked me that one time doesn’t mean anything. I mean, Jake was there anyway. It wasn’t like I had really fucked him personally. Of course not. No. It was not a personal fuck at all, just a fun little tryst that Jake had wanted for a long time and had final orchestrated into reality. I didn’t even enjoy it that much. I really prefer Jake by himself. Liar! You loved it. You really did. You can’t wait until it happens again. You’ve been wondering for months why Jake hasn’t set up a threesome again. And you’ve been expecting James to call you and make a play for sex just for the two of you. But he hasn’t, and that disappoints you. And then yesterday, when the blonde did what you could have done better, well that was a real downer.. In a way you even expected him to call today, or maybe even drop by. Ever time you hear a car go by you look out the window. That isn’t like you. You’re hoping it’s him aren’t you? No! That’s not true. Yes it is. You know it is. Well, you shouldn’t have turned him down if you want to fuck him again.

But, that’s over. I don’t want to fuck him again. I’ll put it out of my mind. He fucked me that one time and that’s it. Besides, that’s really the way I want it. No more threesomes for me. No more messing around. Something else is wrong with me today. It’s not yesterday, not the blonde. 

Today is the day I finish painting my office. I’ve been putting it off too long. Actually, it is almost finished. What I have to do is trim out around the doors and repaint those spots where I filled in holes with speckling compound. The speckling keeps fading through the paint. I didn’t know that would happen. I wish I knew how to keep that from happening. I guess I can call Lowe’s and ask the paint expert. 

I am looking up the Lowe’s number when I remember something. James was a building contractor at one time. Not a very successful one, according to Jake, but he was a contractor. He might know what to do. But why bother calling him when Lowe’s will know exactly what to do? I find the number and dial. 

“Hello,” James answers the phone.

Oh no! Why did I do that? Why? I dialed James’ number by mistake. My stomach is turning flip flops with butterflies at the sound of his voice. Now what can I do? Just ask him the question I guess. What else can I do.

“Hello, James. This is me”

“Hi, me.” He is laughing. “What are you doing? Change your mind about dinner?’

“No. No.” God, I’m stammering. I’m so nervous. “I had a question and Jake is out of town.”

“Yes. I know he is. He won’t be back until tonight.”

“That’s right. Late tonight.” Why did I say that?

“What’s the question?” He’s laughing again. Why is he laughing?

“Well, I’m painting my office and the speckling keeps bleeding through. What can I do about that?” I am so nervous. Why did I make such a stupid mistake? His number isn’t even close to Lowe’s. 

“Simple. Buy some Kilz and mix with your paint, or just paint over the spots first and then repaint. Would you like for me to come over and show you how?”

“No!” I say quickly. “I think I can manage.”

“Rejecting me again, huh?” He is laughing.

“No. Its not that. Its just that I don’t want to be a bother.”

“No bother. Be glad to do it.”

“No. That’s okay.” My butterflies are still ranging and my pussy is beginning to tingle.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to come over. Maybe that’s why you called.”

“No. No. That’s not true.”

“Yeah, maybe it is. Maybe you want me to come over and take care of you while Jake is gone.”

“What do you mean? I’m fine.”

“You know what I mean. Don’t play dumb. Maybe you want me to come over and fuck you. You liked it that night...my cock...you liked it. ”

“No! That’s not true.”

“You didn’t like my cock? You said you did...Told me how big and hard it was. You said you liked it.”

“That’s not what I meant....”

“Oh, then you did like it that night....me fucking you?”

“You’re confusing me. I mean about the paint...why I called you. I know you’ve done construction and thought you might know about painting. That’s all. That’s why I called. I’ve got to go now. Bye.”

“Don’t hang up. Lets talk.” 

Too late. I’ve hung up.

I am really nervous. Just hearing his voice made me feel fidgety, excited. The way he talked about fucking me that night, his big cock. I did like it. I really did. It was so big and hard, and he fucked me really hard. My pussy is twitching. Perhaps if I take a hot bath I will feel better. I can paint later. 

The hot water feels so good, so relaxing. I lie back and enjoy the feeling. I think of my call to James. What a mistake. I remember the blonde and the look on James’ face while she was sucking his cock, and when he came in her mouth. I remember the night of the ice storm and the feel of his cock in my mouth, in my pussy. Like he said, so big, so hard. He drove it into me with such force. My hand finds its way to my pussy and I stroke it. I am so excited. I want to make myself cum, but I don’t. Why not? I really enjoy doing that. But I don’t.

I finish my bath and dry myself. I spread a scented lotion over my legs and thighs, across my stomach. I spray a touch of my favorite perfume around my face and on my pussy. I feel like lounging for awhile. 

Instead of putting on my clothes for painting, I slip into a long negligee. The smooth silky cloth feels good on my bare skin. I want to feel free while I am resting so I leave off my bra and panties. In the mirror I see my tits and the mat of black pubic hair showing through the thin negligee. I squeeze my tits and gently caress my pussy. Jake likes a heavy growth of hair on my pussy. He likes it shaved, too, but lately he has wanted me to let my hair grow. I know James also likes a hairy pussy, a mat that is broad at the top. He and Jake talked about it that night of the ice storm, when James first saw me naked and Jake was bragging to him about how much hair I have, how he likes to feel it against his face. I smile remembering how James’ eyes fixed on my pussy, how he stammered when he expressed admiration for the way my pussy looked. And later when he ate my pussy he rubbed his face against it. His tongue was aggressive. That night was so much fun. I wish we would do it again, the three of us, but it looks as if that isn’t going to happen. I would say something to Jake about it, but he might get mad. Men are so funny. He set it up so he and James could fuck me together, it was great, better than I imagined, then never mentions it again.

I walk to the back door and look out at the beautiful day. Everything looks so fresh. I open the locked door to let the spring splendor inside. Perhaps it will quiet my anxious mood. A gentle breeze blows over me, creeping beneath my gown. I feel its freshness drift softly up my legs, past my thighs, covering my pussy. My tits tingle and my nipples harden as the crisp, fragrance caresses them like soft, tiny hands exploring my body, uninhibited, traveling around ever curve, kissing the smooth surfaces. I feel invigorated, lifted, pure. What a shame there is no one here to enjoy this with me. My fresh, clean body would be a wonderful reward for some lucky guy....or guys. 

I look down my long driveway. How I wish Jake would come driving up it at this moment. But he won’t, not until tonight. I start to lock the door again, but hesitate. Perhaps I’ll just leave it open to let in the headiness of spring weather. When I turn from the door I feel nervous. Why? I have left my door open before without concern. Its not that I feel frightened. It’s a feeling of subtle anticipation, excitement, vulnerability.

I busy myself in the living room, cleaning and putting things in place. I decide to light candles throughout the house. I love the smell of scented candles. When I walk the sensuous material of my gown rubs against me, causing my body to stir sexually.

I am standing in the living room lighting the last candle. Strangely, I feel a presence behind me. A chill catches me. I am almost immobilized by fear....or anticipation. I turn quickly, a halt in my throat. He is standing there behind me, in the entry, between my kitchen and living room. I am frozen with fear. He smiles and there is that devilish twinkle in his dark eyes. He holds out his hand, offering me a can of Kilz.

“James!” I am breathy, almost faint. “You scared me! I didn’t hear you come in.”

He is still smiling, offering me the Kilz. “I just brought you this. That’s all.’

What a lie. I knew why he was there. The blonde must be unavailable. The thought of her angers me even as I still tremble with fear of James unexpected appearance.

“You shouldn’t have bothered,” I say looking at the Kilz.

“No bother. You sounded like a lady in need.” He smiles again and looks at me with deep, knowing eyes.

“You shouldn’t be here.” I say.

“Yes I should. You want me here.”

“No I don’t. I was planning to buy some Kilz this afternoon.”

“That’s not why you want me here.”

“Wha....What do you mean?” I am nervous. I know what he is saying. Why am I so nervous. James has fucked me before. But that was so long ago. I feel like a virgin in his presence. 

“You know what I mean. You wanted me to come here and fuck you.”

“Don’t talk that way.”

“Admit it.” He is looking me up and down. My gown is sheer. I know he can see my tits and the hair around my pussy. My nipples harden. The look on his face is changing. The smile is replaced by wantonness, his soft lips are wet, the twinkle in his eyes has been overcome by a fiery lustiness. I know James will fuck me. I am helpless to stop him, even if I wanted to.

“Its not right,” I say with no confidence in my voice.

“It is right. You want it and I want it.”

“Jake isn’t here. He won’t like it.”

“Jake won’t care. He told me to fuck you anytime I want to. He told me you really liked the way I fuck, that I could have your pussy anytime, whether he is here or not.”

“No he didn’t. He didn’t say that.”

“Sure he did. But it doesn’t matter. I won’t tell him, and you won’t either, so he won’t ever know.”

James grabs me, pulls me to him, kisses me deeply, his warm tongue moving smoothly against mine. I feel his hard muscles. His swelling cock rubs against me. I loose my breath.

“No,” I say. “Lets wait for Jake, then you can both fuck me, like before.” He is holding me tightly. He runs his hands over my body, feeling of my pussy and squeezing my tits. My nipples are hard, my pussy is getting wetter.

James grabs my hand. He pulls me toward the bed room. Resisting does no good. He rips my gown away and throws me on the bed. I lie there watching him take his cloths off. When he pulls down his underwear his cock springs forth, swollen and hard. I gasp at the sight of it. My pussy is dripping.

James kneels on the bed, his cock throbbing. He curls his fingers in my hair and roughly pulls my face toward his cock. He holds his cock in one hand, rubs its bulging head over my face. My tongue licks up and down the length of his cock. I lick his balls. My mouth opens to suck him inside. He is still holding my hair. He shoves his cock inside my mouth and begins hunching his hips. His cock is so hard, so delicious. He fucks my mouth harder. I can feel it swelling bigger. James is groaning. He might cum any moment.

“I want you to suck my cock, just like she did.”

I am stunned. I want to ask who she is but my mouth is full of cock. I just mumble.

“I know you watched us. I saw you.”

How? How did he see me. I can’t ask because he keeps my mouth full.

“She sucked me off. You don’t like to do that, do you? But I love it.”

I force his cock from my mouth. “I can suck you off too,” I say breathlessly. “I can suck you off as good as she did, or even better.”

“No you can’t.” Its like a slap in he face. “She let me cum in her mouth. You don’t like that. Jake told me.”

“I sucked you off that night. I can do it again. I love sucking a man off. You don’t need to let her suck you off anymore. I can do it anytime you want it.” I surprise myself at the way I am talking, at the way I feel, almost desperate, like I am defending my sexual abilities. But I want him to know that doesn’t have to go to her for a blow job, or anything else. 

“She didn’t let you fuck her. I did... that night. You can fuck me anytime you want.” I was lying naked on the bed looking up at him, offering to be his woman, just at his request. His cock weaves and jerks back and forth near my mouth. As I plead with him to use me for sex instead of the blonde, I flick out my tongue a few times, stroking his cock and the head. I am determined to give him a sucking off he will never forget, so good that he will always come back for more.

He shoves his cock back in my mouth. “Then prove it. Suck me off, now.”

I jump up forcing him backwards on the bed. I grab his cock in my hand, stroke it in a tight grip. I lower my face and suck his cock inside my hot mouth. His cock is long but I am determined to take it all, because she did. The head bangs against the back of my throat and I still have inches to take. I shift my throat so the rest of his cock can find its way down. Finally I feel his curly black pubic hair against my nose and I know I have take him fully. I begin moving my head up and down, licking as I suck his cock. I let my tongue circle the head and then I go back down on his quivering cock. I hold his balls in my hand and feel them swelling. His cock is hard. He is ready to cum. 

Quickly I twist around until my pussy is above his face. He circles my hips with his arms and pulls my pussy down on his face. His hot tongue licks my pussy and shoves past my lips. He fucks my pussy with his tongue. I am gasping with passion. I had fantasized about doing 69 with James and now I am. 

I keep sucking on his cock, up and down. My jaws are getting tired because his cock is so thick. His cock begins to jerk, his hips gyrate quickly. He is ready to cum. I grind my pussy into his face wanting to cum with him. Suddenly his body tightens, he shoves his cock deep into my throat and gives up his load. It gushes inside my mouth, filling it. I swallow fast so I can take it all. I don’t want any to escape. The blond had not been able to handle his great load and I want him to know I can take it all. And I do. While he is cuming his tongue fucks me frantically. My orgasm is building and finally it gushes forth. He laps at my pussy and sucks on it. We are both moaning loudly with passion. It is delicious.

We fall back in each others arms. He kisses me and I taste my pussy on his lips. My hands fondle his cock and to my surprise his erection is not completely gone. After resting for a few moments I move my mouth back to his cock. It is half hard. I love sucking a cock when it is not completely hard. I love sucking a hard cock better, but sucking one that is partly soft feels so good. Actually, I just love sucking a man’s cock. I always have, and always will. Sometimes I think sucking a cock is so satisfying that I could get along without sex just so long as I had a cock to suck.

I don’t suck long before his cock gets hard again. I consider sucking him off a second time just to show him he can have it anytime he wants. But I need to feel his cock in my pussy. I haven’t had it there since the ice storm and I remember how good it felt.

I straddle him and lower my pussy down on his cock. He moans and I see the wantonness in his eyes. He is a man who loves pussy and I plan to give him all he wants, anytime he wants it. I have enough pussy to satisfy two men. I proved that during the ice storm, time and again all night and all the next day. They wore out before I did. 

The head of his cock forces the lips to my cunt open. I am so hot. Slowly I lower myself, feeling his long cock enter me deeper and deeper. He feels so good, so long, so hard. My pussy stretches to take him. I start fucking him, raising my hips and letting them crash down on him with a great thrust, feeling the head of his cock pound hard against my G-spot. God its good! So delicious. My pussy is so wet and slick. There is something different, more savage about this time compared with the ice storm. I guess its because I have him all to my self.

Suddenly, I hear the back door open. I almost panic. James doesn’t hear it. He is still thrusting his hips upward, slapping against my ass. Its Jake! I know that it is! He is home early! What am I going to do? My first impulse is to jump off James, but his cock feels too good I can’t. I want to feel him cum inside my pussy. I turn myself until I am facing James’ feet and the door to my bedroom, his cock still throbbing in my pussy. James puts his hands on the cheeks of my ass shoving my humping ass down hard. I know Jake is coming. Already he has heard our screams of passion. I get excited. I want him to see me fucking James. After all, he told James to fuck me anytime he wants to. This will just let him know that James is taking him at his word. The thought of Jake walking in at anytime, catching me and James fucking, arouses me to new heights. It adds energy to my hips and I fuck James like a woman insane with desire. His cock is swelling inside me. It is hard, so hard, so good. I don’t want him to cum yet, not until Jake catches us.




Fucked Again and I Forgive Him



Suddenly I see Jake standing in the door staring at me, at James’ cock plunging in and out of my pussy, shock on his face.

“Hi,” I say smiling. “Welcome home, honey. Come join us.”



Fucked Against My Will



This is a true story that happened a couple of years ago; I was 19 at the time. Every weekend my friend Jill and I would party it up and then end up passed out at her house early in the morning. This weekend was no exception and we got home early in the morning and passed out in her room.

I woke up at about 1:30 pm and wandered downstairs to get a drink of water because I was so dehydrated. As I was getting a drink a strange man entered the kitchen and startled me.

He said hi and that he was Jill's uncle and that he was visiting and apologized for scaring me. I didn't like him and thought he was creepy anyway and I wasn't really all that friendly, I took my water upstairs and lay back down. Jill was still passed out and it didn't look like she was going to wake up anytime soon.

I couldn't sleep anymore so I decided I'd head downstairs to the basement for a shower and get ready for the day. I grabbed a towel from the linen closet and my change of clothes and my makeup bag and went downstairs to the bathroom in the basement. 

I ran into Jill's uncle again and didn't say anything to him. I just went into the bathroom and closed the door. I really didn't like him or the way he looked at me and the fact that he was big bald and hairy.....just gross.

I got undressed and turned the water on and climbed in, it felt great as I soaped myself up and washed my hair enjoying the hot water on my body. When I was done I grabbed my towel and began drying myself off as I stepped out of the shower. The cool air made my big nipples erect and the towel brushing against them as I dried off made me horny and my pussy began to tingle.

I hadn't been fucked in awhile or masturbated for a few days so I decided I would now but was a little nervous because Jill's uncle was obviously staying in the room down the hall and I didn't want that creep knowing what I was doing so I'd have to be quiet incase he was still down here.

I finished drying off and dropped my towel to the floor and let my hands roam my body. I cupped my breasts and rubbed my hard nipples pinching them slightly then holding my breasts up with my arm as I began to rub my clit. I moaned softly but kept it quiet as I played with myself; I put one foot up on the toilet seat and played with my breasts with one hand while I stroked my clit with the other.

I began a slow rocking motion against my hand as I stood in that position, my breasts swaying in time as I moved. I was trying to be quiet and was approaching orgasm moving faster and faster, in the heat of it all I felt a cool draft from behind but never thought anything of it at the time, lost in the moment, trying not to scream.

I had reached the point of no return when I heard his voice behind me tell me to cum as his hands grabbed and kneaded my ass, it was too late for me to stop it, and there was nothing I could do, I was embarrassed and shocked, and cumming at the same time. My body shook and my ass bucked as I cried out, my insides contracting again and again with him rubbing my ass the whole time.

As it all subsided I just stood there, still bent over, petrified, not knowing what to do, he didn't hesitate. In one motion he entered me, all the way, and he was huge, bigger than any guy I'd been with. I gasped and cried out as he pushed into me, filling me up and touching bottom.

He began fucking me slowly, long strokes in and out while I just stood there, one leg up, and my hands against the wall holding me up, letting him, gasping with each thrust. His hands moved from my hips to my breasts and began working my big nipples while he fucked me.

My body responded to this creep fucking me against my will, I was being raped and wasn't doing anything to stop it. I cried out as he fucked me and pinched my swollen nipples harder and rougher as he got more excited, his breathing getting faster and faster. I began to whimper and moan as I approached another orgasm, my body shaking.

He just kept fucking me slow and steady until I screamed and orgasmed on his big dick, shaking and shuddering as he held onto me. As my orgasm was subsiding he got faster and then groaned as he shot his load into me, filling me with his cum till it began to run out of me and down my leg.

When he was done he pulled out of me and pulled his pants up while I just crumpled down to the floor and leaned against the wall catching my breath and wondering what the fuck just happened.

I looked up at him and all he did was put his finger in front of his mouth and say "ssssshhhhhh" and then open the door and walk out of the bathroom leaving me there like nothing happened.

I showered again and left, Jill still wasn't awake. I never told anyone and never mentioned her uncle or what happened.

I have tried to analyze the whole thing and still to this day don't know why I let him do that, I don't have an answer, it just happened. 



Fucked an Online Friend



A little disclaimer first. This was posted as a blog on a page I started for my erotica.

--------------It is 100% true.-------------

So I've been visiting family the last couple weeks. I had a few days with nothing to do and somewhere along the line, I decided to start this Erotica page. I had written the New Neighbor story for a site called xxxxxx. It was fun writing it but I never had much motivation to write another one and I thought starting this page might give me that extra push.

Pretty much the first day I started this, I had a few new friends, some were just 'hot chick' pages like suicide girls and 666chicks. But a few were actual people too and I started trading a few messages with them, so I knew they were real. I even received a couple requests right away. I am still working on a couple, but one took off pretty easily an quickly. I was getting a great response from the woman who requested it so it inspired to keep going with it.

That turned into the Chance Encounter story. She wanted a story about two strangers meeting and there is that immediate chemistry and lust there and... I had to fill in the rest. Of course they were going to fuck. Eventually. It was an Erotica story after all - which is just a pretty word for written porn, isn't it?

I wrote three of the little chapters and so far o was fairly slow, drawn out tension of the man and woman circling each other and figuring out a way to meet. It was a lot like a night out with very physical dancing, maybe some intense kissing, then hours of foreplay... and meanwhile both your heads are screaming "I just want to fuck this person already... enough foreplay!"

So I tried to step it up in the fourth section, then the story got back to her place so it was finally on. And I released all that tension in a quick wham-bam up against the wall, bang session. No love-making here.

So I finished the story, at least to that point. I got a response from the woman who requested it saying something like "Wow... You got it going on... You actually made me cum... I will sleep good tonight..." That was all I was really waiting to hear. It turns me on to know that I got that reaction.

Well, we kept trading messages the next day, talking more about ourselves now than the story. And it was pretty obvious we had a little chemistry of our own going. So, were we going to act on it, or just let that stranger in the story pass like we normally do?

She lives nearby but I am only here for a few more days now, so I told her if we were going to get together that tonight (last night) would be my only chance. And that was the truth. I had plans for every other day and three days later, I would be on a plane. I think she was leaving work or was not able to sign on for awhile. I was about to be leaving for the night too, so I took a chance and sent her my cell phone number saying that we might not get another chance to talk online, so if there's any chance you can get together tonight, give me a call.

A few hours went by. It was about 7, I think. I thought I wouldn't hear from her so I sat down to watch a movie. Around 8:30, my cell phone rang with a strange number. I picked it up and it was her. We talked for a few minutes about where to go and how to get there. I'm visiting so i don't have a car. Being a city boy for several years now, I thought I could just call a cab and meet her. Boy, was I wrong. This really is the middle of nowhere. Nine at night and no cab places were even open.

So I called her back and gave her directions to the house. I had grown up here, but it has been awhile since driving these streets so I don't remember some of the names. But I got her there. And the house sits way back in the woods, so I had to go down to the end of the driveway in the black of night to wait so she could find me.

She called when she was close and we talked until a car started slowing down in front of me and she said that she saw me. The car stopped and she let me in. I looked in and she looked better than she did in her online pictures. In fact much better. She was shorter than I pictured (guess I never read the height on her page - oops) but had a pretty face, nice legs and HUGE tits. I'm a guy - I notice these things right away, and that's pretty much how it sounds in my head. 

Then I was in and shut the door. She said that she didn't even get a good look at me but we drove off anyway. We talked on the way and the conversation was good, not awkward like it could be in these situations. So I was feeling pretty good at this point. 

We ended up at a little Chinese place the next town over. A few drunken young guys were giving the bartender shit and he gave it back in broken English. It was pretty funny. We had a few drinks and talked about everything from how we had met to our online experiences, to funny situations sending naked pictures and being online at work, her girl on girl experience(s). It was fun and slowly turned more and more sexual and our hands and legs started making more and more contact until we were holding hands and moving our hands up each other's thighs. I took her hand at one point and guided it between my legs so she would know I was hard. She kept her hand there for awhile, feeling me even though we were 100% visible just sitting there at the bar.

We decided we should go somewhere. Neither one of us could go home, with other people in the house, so we headed towards my house and pulled down a little dirt road that I knew led to a sand pit. I thought it would be pretty hot to park in the middle of the sand pit and I don't know, maybe fuck her on the hood of the car or something.

When we got down the road, though, the pit was blocked off by some branches so we just parked there and started making out. Hands started wandering. I was finally able to reach down and feel here tits with my hands. They were really nice and did I mention really big? "Should we go to the back seat?" she asked.

So we did. My side of the back seat was locked, so I had to go to hers, which worked out good, because she was already lying down waiting for me, and I just had to crawl in on top. Now she is pretty small, about 5-3. But I am pretty tall, about 6-3. So back seats of small cars are not my friends. We made out some more, our hands moving all over, tits, hips, ass, she grabbed my cock over my pants.

I reached down and undid her pants, opening them up and reaching inside. She was pretty wet already and after a few seconds of feeling her wet pussy, I slipped a finger inside of her. That was enough for me. I grabbed her pants and slipped them off. I undid my pants and took out my cock. She said, "I want to suck your cock." And I think I literally said back, "I want you to suck my cock."

So I stood up out of the car and she sat on the edge of the back seat and took my cock in her mouth. It felt great. Then it started to rain. Lightly at first so it wasn't too bad. I just tilted my head up into the rain, closed my eyes and enjoyed a great blow-job. 

But a blow-job is just the start for me, usually, so I picked her up, guided her to the back of the car and lifted her up onto the trunk. I had her pants off, but wanted a good look at her entire body. So I lifted her shirt up over her head. Then her bra. Now I had her fully naked, lying on the back of her car.

I pulled out a condom, while I fingered her. I ripped open the package and slid the condom on. I pulled her by the hips to the edge of the car and slipped inside her. We fucked for a few minutes, but the rain was really pouring now and she was pretty much sliding all over the place from what I could see. So that didn't exactly go so well - although I had a great view of her tits the whole time. And they look even bigger and better out of her clothes than they do in them.

So I stood up and stepped back a little. She hopped down and went down on me again. I held a handful of her hair with my left hand and pushed her backside down with my right hand so she was on her knees in front of me. She really went to town, sucking my cock while I just watched her and enjoyed the view. 

The rain was really starting to come down now so to speed things up I started taking my cock out of her mouth and jerking it myself. I would hold her hair with my left hand and jerk off with my right hand, making sure to keep my cock right in her face. Then I would stick it back in her mouth and let her keep sucking it. Back and forth a few times and I was ready to cum.

I pulled out my cock again, stroking it fast, wanting to blast a load of cum right in her face. At the last second, I took my left hand and held her mouth open, sticking the head of my cock right over her mouth. I came into her mouth, then she took my cock and sucked again, until I was done and every drop of cum was going down her throat.

We got back in the car and realized hot wet we had gotten. We hunted around for our clothes. Her bra was out in a bush, other clothes were on the top of the car, the back seat, everywhere. We got dressed and drove back to my house, which was right next door, basically.

We sat in the driveway, talking saying goodbye, and making out again. Before you knew it I was hard again and she was undoing my pants. She leaned over and started sucking my dick again. It was amazing how much this woman liked going down on me. Her pants were only barely on from before, so while she was bent over me, I reached over and slid her pants down, just enough that I could reach from behind and finger her pussy, making sure she was still wet.

And was she ever wet. I fingered her for awhile, then slipped a second and third finger in. The more I did, the more she seemed to get into sucking my cock, so I kept going. Once in awhile, her head would slow down or she wouldn't be taking me deep enough, so I would stop, grab her hair and basically fuck her mouth for few minutes. Then back to her pussy with my left hand.

I worked three fingers for awhile then a forth. And once the forth is in there, the thumb pretty much fits between them. So I had my whole hand in there, working slowly but pushing a little harder each time. I was more impressed than anything else. Being 6-3, I have some pretty large hands. The fact that she could take most of my hand inside her is no small task. I finally was able to get my entire fingers, right up to where the fingers meet the palm, all the way in - and not just in but in and out and turning in every direction as I did it. I don't know if that counts as fisting, but for someone with hands as big as mine, I think it should.

We went like that for awhile. And being a true story, there is no big climax at the end of this one. Blow jobs while cramped in a small car don't really do enough for me (and I'm sure for her as well). So after awhile - a long while - we just kind of stopped, made out a little more and said goodnight.

I may not be back in town for awhile - six months, a year even, who knows. But I am very glad that I decided to sit down and start this page. So mystery woman - you know who you are - Thank you for your story request. Thank you for calling and going out for a drink. And thank you for one serious blow job (or three or four?)... I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.

-M



Fucked and Filmed



I have read many stories about first time sexual experiences. Like many of the stories posted here, I too have a story to tell about my firsts. My story may sound like many others but I still need to put my experiences to paper in hopes that someone will read about the firsts and relate to the feelings of first time sexual experiences. I'm an older but still active male that has never grown tired of sex and the pleasures you can give and receive.

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I was invited to stay with a family friend who I will refer to as RG. Upon arriving at the home of the family friend RG and I had an early dinner and showed me around his house. It was a three story bungalow. His mother lived on the main floor; the basement was finished and had a small bar, a Hammond organ and a TV room. 

The top floor is where he and his brother slept; there was a bedroom on each end with a sitting area in between. RG showed me his room and said this was where I was going to sleep. Looking puzzled at him because there was only a queen bed; he said to me that this was the only bed available. 

Not thinking much of it, we went downstairs and watched some TV until he had to get ready for his nightly gig. He entertained at a piano bar which he owned Wednesday through Monday, the place was closed on Tuesday. He got ready for work and came down dressed in a fancy jacket, white shirt and tie with black slacks. 

After RG left I watched TV and had a soft drink. I gave my girlfriend a call on the house phone. We talked about a half hour before we hung up. I looked at the clock ticking on the wall and realized I better get to bed because I had a long day and I was very tired. I washed up, went upstairs and undressed to my underwear. I crawled into bed lying towards the middle and quickly drifted off to sleep. 

Not being a real heavy sleeper I was awakened by rustling in the room. It was dark and I could not make out who or what was going on. I finally figured out that RG was getting into bed; I knew it was him because he wore distinct cologne and I recognized the smell. When he got into bed I moved to the left side and rolled on my right side thinking to myself that maybe I should have booked a motel room. It was two thirty in the morning and I drifted back to sleep.

I slept until seven in the morning at which time I got up, showered, dressed. and left for school. While RG slept, I decided to walk down to the center of town and maybe take in a movie. Returning from the movie I found RG was relaxing and dreading one more night of entertaining widows that fawned over him at the bar. 

We sat and talked a bit, he was glad that it was Monday because Tuesday was like a weekend day for him. Together we had a bite to eat, and then he got dressed in his fancy clothes and left for the club. 

The rest of the night I watched TV until about nine and went upstairs, got undressed to my underwear and crawled into bed. Drifting off to sleep I thought the day had gone pretty well.

I was awakened again about two thirty in the morning when RG climbed into bed. I was already on the left side of the bed but rolled on to my right side with my backside towards RG. I quickly went back to sleep.

It wasn't long before I was awakened, only this time it was not from noise but from a hand on my cock. I was shocked and thought this is a joke. Well I was wrong because the hand slid under the band of my underwear and started to fondle my cock. I resisted at first trying to push his hand away but he was persistent.

RG moved close to me and I could feel his hard cock against my right buttock as he stroked me. In a whisper he said "Let's get your underwear off so I can play with you better." He sat up and proceeded to pull my underwear off and threw them to the floor. He made sure I was on my back and he stroked my cock while playing with my balls, it felt so good. At this point, I didn't care if it was a man, I just knew it felt good and the prize would be unloading some cum and not having to do it myself.

RG stroked me for what seemed to be a long time but it was probably only a few minutes. He stopped stroking me and in the little bit of light saw him sit up and move towards my cock. It was a wonderful rush when I felt his mouth engulf my cock. He explored the tip, the ridge under the head and my shaft with his tongue. He sucked on it so gentle and using his tongue was bringing me to a climax. 

He suddenly stopped and moved into a sixty nine position. The next thing I know his cock inches from my face and he moved it close to my mouth. I thought about what I liked when my cock was being sucked, no teeth, use your tongue up and down on it. 

Before I took it in my mouth I put my hand on it and found that his cock was about seven to seven and one half inches cut and had quite a girth, I could not touch my middle finger to my thumb while holding this impressive cock. I stroked him a few times but he was not satisfied with stroking and pushed his cock to my lips. I opened up and he slid this massive tool into my mouth. 

When I started to suck his cock he returned to mine. I sucked on him the best I could and knew I was doing a good job when he started to moan and move his hips. It was then I could not hold back and finally shot my load into his mouth. He never missed a beat and swallowed every drop of cum I could give him. 

He did not stop sucking, he kept sucking on me until he finally shot a huge load in my mouth. I kept sucking while his cock pulsated in my mouth seven or eight times giving me ribbons of cum I was not expecting. I had trouble swallowing it but did not stop until every drop was in my stomach. 

We sucked each other again in about an hour and it was another huge load he deposited in my mouth. Tired and spent we both lay on our backs and fell asleep.

As I mentioned before RG's schedule allowed him to enjoy his off day which was Tuesday. I awoke early and decided to have some coffee and watch the local news on TV. RG came down and joined me for coffee. He said he had some errands to run and would be back later in the afternoon.

I dressed in my swim trunks and went to the back yard to get some sun until he returned from his errands. I drifted off and had a quick nap when I felt a hand on my cock. RG returned from his errands and said he was going to shower and relax in the sitting room upstairs.

Before he went inside, he asked me to meet him upstairs in a half hour because he wanted to have more fun. 

I grabbed a soft drink and went upstairs and met him in the sitting area between the two bedrooms. His brother worked the night shift and RG said he was in his bedroom asleep. RG came over to me and put his arms around my waist and asked if I enjoyed what had happened a few short hours ago, I told him I enjoyed it. Secretly I really did like sucking on his cock, I liked the feel of the head in my mouth and the pre cum was a super turn on. 

Since I had never experienced a cock Cumming in my mouth before, the jury was still out on swallowing another man's semen. He pulled his shirt off and in turn pulled mine off. It was then I experienced another first, RG put his mouth over my right nipple and started to suck on it ever so gently. The sensation was incredible, while he sucked on one he played with the other between his fingers.

He alternated nipples with his mouth and fingers and occasionally ran his hand down to my now hard cock. I took the bait and went to his nipples with my mouth and fingers. He confessed he thoroughly enjoyed having his nipples worked over.

I reached down to his crotch while sucking his nipple and found the beautiful cock I had sucked hours earlier was straining against his pants. It was after I rubbed his cock through his pants that he reached down and untied the strings on my swim trunks and proceeded to remove them. I was now standing in the sitting area feet away from his brother in the other room stark naked. RG proceeded to remove the robe he was wearing and now we both stood there with huge a hard on. I asked him about his brother and he said not to worry, he is a heavy sleeper.

Standing there in all my naked glory, RG went to his knees and started to suck on my cock and massaging my balls at the same time. The feeling was tremendous and I was actually looking forward to sucking his cock and getting another load from his beautiful cock. 

Anticipating another sixty nine with mutual cock sucking led to another first. I dropped to my knees and sucked on his cock while cupping his balls. After a couple minutes of my up and down on his shaft he stopped me and told me he would be right back. In a minute he came back from his room and told me to face away from him on all fours. I was confused now as I thought we would suck each other dry. 

I'm on all fours with my backside towards his brothers' bedroom starting to feel uneasy about my exposed backside towards his brothers' room. RG told me to relax and he started to stroke my cock with one hand and not knowing he had lube in his other hand started to put a finger in my ass. 

I was startled and moved forward, away from the object that was about to be inserted in my ass. RG told me to relax that he was going to stretch my asshole and get me ready to fuck. I was not sure about this and asked him why we couldn't just suck each other off. He said I would enjoy this.

There I was with a man stretching my asshole, first with one finger, then with two. Finally he managed to get my asshole loosened up enough for two fingers to slide in fairly easy. I watched as he lubed up his cock and he then came behind me and said "I am going to fuck you doggie style to start." 

He placed that rather large cock against my virgin hole and started to push in. The pain was horrible; I was not stretched enough for the girth that was trying to break my cherry ass. Slowly he pushed in, first the large mushroom head of his cock made it past the first anal muscle, continually moving forward he stretched the second anal muscle and the girth started to make its way deeper into my ass. It hurt quite a bit but the deeper he went the pain started to subside. Before long he was balls deep in my ass.

Now that he was buried deep in my ass he started to pull back slowly, it still hurt but not as much. After a few slow thrusts I started to feel pleasure along with the little pain I was still having. Now he started to increase his fucking motion, almost all the way out then all the way in until he was ball deep. 

When he started to get into a regular fucking rhythm I caught something out of the corner of my eye; it turned out to be his brother filming my virgin ass being fucked. He filmed at different angles, up close so he could get his brothers balls bouncing off my ass. At this time I didn't care he was filming because the feeling of being fucked and having my prostate massaged by his cock was too pleasurable to stop. Every now and then RG would reach under me and stroke my cock.

I felt like I was being fucked for a long time but enjoying the pleasure when RG pulled out, rearranged his position to where he was sitting back on his legs, now he pulled me back towards him so I was now sitting with his cock back up my ass. 

He started to do short thrusts in my ass while he stroked my cock. As his thrusts became quicker he stroked me quicker, the strokes became one with the thrusts. I started to hear him moan and breathe much shorter breaths. 

My cock was spewing pre cum now and it did not take long for me to shoot cum all over his hand and my legs. It was at the same time RG was shooting his load deep in my ass. RG now laid back and pulled me back with him. His cock was still deep in my ass and I became aware that his brother was still filming us. He took his hand coated with my cum and put it to my mouth and told me to lick it clean. 

He filmed my ass with his brothers cock still buried in my ass until it went limp and slid out. My ass leaked his cum for at least a day, it was quite a load. I did get to see the Super 8 movie about a year later and I must say it gave me a hard on watching myself being fucked. I did get a blowjob by RG while I watched the movie. 

This was the only time I had anal sex. I can still remember how good it felt once there was no pain to deal with. The rest of my time with RG was spent sucking each other off every day and sometimes twice. One thing I learned from this experience is try something once, if you don't like it don't do it again. 

I did suck a man's cock and swallowed cum, I liked it, but it was years before I did again and that is another story I'll tell later. I was fucked in the ass, I did like it but it has not happened since, will it happen again, "maybe" is all I can say.



Fucked at a Cinema



I was travelling in a bus returning from college at about 7.30 in evening and post in the memories of being fucked by my servant when my cell ranged. It was yasir the gate keeper of a local cinema and a common friend of rafiq who initiated me into gay sex and was working with my dad as a gardner.

He recently left the job but not before making me addict of a hot cock and crazy for an M-2-M relationship, and a lot of friends who filled for my needs of hot cocks and fuck my brains out.

Yasir was one of them and he and his two friends got me involved in a gang bang just two days back

'Kyo abhi bhi chikna hai ya baal aagaye?

'nahi yaar abhi parso hi to sub saaf kare abhi bhi chikna hi hu

Kaha per hai

Bhai bus se ghar jar aha hu

Koi hai ghar per

Nahi akela hu

To sun cinema aaja maja aayega!!!

I reached cinema and there were only a few patrons .I headed for balcony where Yasir was standing. He immidiatly hugged me in a very passionate manner and which made other viewers believe that I am vulnerable

Yasir Kya majalena hai kya

Koi hai kya

Yes do must kale log hai mere se puch rahe the ki koi milega kya chodne ko? to mujhe teri yaad aaye ki shaayad aaj teri marji ho tere ko chuda de 

Thanks per who hai kahan 

Who under baithe hai per tu uper projection room me apne kapde utar ker meri short aur t shirt pahanle hall me nanga kaise hoga 

I went up and asked projection man ramu who also had fucked me ,he smiled and showed me the locker I was surprised to see a small strechlon short and a t shirt 

As I was looking ramu said yahin per badal le aur chaddi aur baniyaan bhi nikaal dena I asked tumko bhi maloom hai kya

He said ja jaldi kar picture chalu ho rahi hai aur maja kar I smiled and instantly got naked, wore that small stretch shorts ond T shirt which were very small in size and hence tight fitting and showed by Round bums to its fill glory.in fitting shorts 

I immidiatly rushed down and Yasir was waiting and he kissed me in front of three guys and told me loudly 

Kya chikni cheez deekh raha hai aur teri gand aur chota sa lund bhi majedaar dikh rahe hai chal under, abhi aur sun tu marwane ko tayyar hai na saale bhag mat jana, aur sun jis se marwana hai wo pahle gaand dekhega to nange hokar dikha dena maine bola hai ki majaa la dega aisi cheez hai tu. dekh batt kharab nahin ho

Maine bola yaar dekh aaj tak jo bola who kiya na phir shanka kyo per hall me nanga karoge kya

Usne bola haraam jaade gaand kya chaddi pahan kar marwayega kya chal gaandu chal 

Wo under lekar gaya second last row me dewaar ke side me do log bauthe hue the last row me bhi karib paanch log the.Mere ko usne torch dikha kar second last row me bheja.

Mai jaise hi andhre me aage badha yasir ne torch se raasta dikhane ke bahane mere sharer per roshni dalna chalu kardi Hall me sabhine mere ko aadha nanga dekha hoga aur phir jab me un dono ke pass pahucha yasir ne jor se chilla kar bola babu yehi wo gaandu hai jara tabiyat se niptana 

Sabhi ko yakin ho gaya ki meri bajne wali hai. Mai bhi besharam hokar aage badha pahle baithe aadmi ne bhi chilla kar bola madarchod chaddi utar aur gaand dikha yadi pasand aaye to hi maarenge 

mai bhi samajh gaya tha ki ab sochne ka kya fayada sabhi hall ke 50 logo ko maalum hai aur ab kya ijjat ka sochna apni choti si chaddi utar kar khada ho gaya aur unhone kaha mast chkni hai chal utar apni t shirt bhi maine bhi turant utar kar unke beech baithne laga 

ek ne mere nipplechoosna chlu ker diye aur doosre ne meri gaand me ungli karna chalu kardi mere ko majaa aane laga aadha hall meri taraf mud mud ker dekh raha tha tabhi dosre ne chilla kar bola saalo sab saamne dekho 

Mai enjoy to kar raha tha per sharam bhi bahut aa rahi thee.

Tabhi maine haath badha kar ek ki zip khol di , doosre ne khud apni khol kar apna lund nikaal ker bola chal haraam jade choos isko maine apne munh me lekar choosna chalu kar diya bada lund ekdum kadak 

Usko bhi maja aane laga mai choosta raha, uper neeche, supaade ko aur phir jaise he uske anto ko chaata uske muh se nikal padaa- wah bhai wah aur usne mere munh me ghused diya aur apna muth mere munh me daal diya mai pura pi gaya 

Tab tak doosre ka bhi kadak ho kar funfanaa rahatha usne meri gaand per thooka aur apne god me bitha kar apna lund ghused diya mereko ek baar to dard bahut hua per majaa aane laga mai uchaal uchaal ker chudaane laga who lag bhag paanch min me usne meri gaand me apna maal daal diya

Pahle waala lund kadak ho chukka tha 

Usne mere ko seat se uthakar sideki gali me neeche patak diya aur ulta kar ke pel diya 

uska lund pahle wale se bada tha aur who takat wala bhi tha usne jor jor se dhakke lagakar gaand maarna chlu kiya 

Maine bhi sab laaj sharam chod ker bola aur jor se chod, phad de meri gaand usne apni speed aur badhai aur meri gaand me apna bhu maal daal diya aur hat gaya 

mai bhi uthkar seat per baith gaya usne khade ho kar mere muh me lund daala aur bola behan chot choos ker saaf ker aur dekh teri gaand me se yadi mera muth tapaka to chat chat ker saaf karne padega. 

Itne me interwal ho gaya. 

Hall me roshni ho gayee sab log dekh dekh kar ja rahe the maine apna sir neecha karliya to doosre wale ne bola sidhe baith aur dikha ki tu kitna bada gaandu hai nahin to do lapade padenge

Tabhi peeche wali line se ek uth kar aaya aur babu ke kaan me kuch kah kar chala gaya

mai sun to nahi paaya per itna samjha ki koi naya bhi shaayad gaand marega.

Inter khatm hua aur baad me un don one meri ek ek baar aur mari aur apni gaand bhi chtwayee

Who dono mere sharir se khelte rahe lund chuwaate rahe per koi teesra nahi aaya 

Cinema shaayad khatam hone aaya tha.

Yasir bhi under aakar paas me baith gaya aur usne bhi babu ke kaan me kuch kaha

Mai samajh nahi paaya 

Cinema khatm ho gaya aur maine jaise he apni T Shirt aur chaddi uthaai to yasir bola 

Bhadwe ruk jaldi kya hai 

Maine kaha raat ke 11.30 ho gaye ab aur teen teen baar chod bhi liya ab to jaane do yasir tum mere ko kal chod lena

Mai abhi bhi nanga hi khada tha tabhi dekha ki peeche ki line waale hus rahe the aur ek ke haath me kuch tha 

Yasir bola nahi abhi nahi chodna hai bus ek do chote se kaam hai who kar de phir chale jaana aur mere haath se kapde le liye 

Uper projection room ki light bhi bund ho gayee thee. 

Maine socha ki shayaad ek do ka lund choosna padega 

Yasir bola chal aur who mujhe nanga hi kheech kar le jaane laga 

Ab mere ko darr lagne lagaa tha ki yadi saare ke saare pil pade to kya hoga? 

Sharam to mar hi chuki thee. Aaj jitna jalil bhi kabhi nahi hua tha

Bahar ke corridor me projection room wala Ramu bhi aagayaa tha teen char doosre gatekeeper bhi aa gaye the sabhi mera majak uda rahe the aur mai apne chote se lund ko chupaane ki nakaam kosish ker raha tha

Who sub mere ko ladies toilet me le gaye

Bahut gandi badbu aa rahi 

Peeche peeche wo paanch jane aur cinema ka staff bhi aagaye the 

Tab yasir ne bola madarchod jab tu marwa rahaa tha to ye peeche ki line waale muth maar rahe the unhone Bhee apna saara maal is condom me ekattha kar liya hai chal gaandu neeche baith aur sab ke saamne ise chat ker saaf ker

Maine na nukur karne lagaa tabhi babu ne mujhe ek jor ka jhapad maara aur bola sale raat bhar teri maarenge chal saale saaf kar aur dono haath se mera munh khol ker mere munh me saara ka saara condom ulta karke khali ker diya

Saara pi gaya phir babu bola madarchod chat chat ker saaf ker - mardo ka maal hai

Maine condom apne munh me bhar kar choosa aur nikal diya 

Who bola shabaash ab neeche jo thoda sa gira hai who chat le phir teri chutti 

Yasir bhi bola chal itna kiya hai to poora khush ker de

Maine soocha chalo ab aur kya bacha hai 

Jaise hi jamin per let kar chatna chalu kiya sabhi logo ne mere uper peshaab karna chlu ker diya 

Maine chup chap sahan kar liya 

Jaise hi sab ka piss ruka mereko yasir ne khada kiya aur bola 

Thanks yaar maaja la diya cha lab kuch pahanle mai tere saath ghr chal raha hu phir tereko nahla kar teri raat bhar majaa loonga 

Hum sub chal pade 

Apne ghar ki aur 

Aur mai soch rahatha ki ek baar aur aisa majaa lena padega 

Ab ki baar sabhi se chudwaoonga aaj yasir ko ghar per lejaakar apni ichha bataoonga aur phir uska pishaab pi looga who khush ho gayaa to phir ek baar

Aapko kaisa laga jaroor se bataana



Fucked at Dawn in the Wild



Copyrighted 2001 - Do not reproduce without permission of suziesamuels.

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“Thanks, for letting me share your sunrise,” Dana gasped breathlessly as she jogged along. Physically she had a long way to go before she’d be back in running condition. She laughed aloud as Kevin stumbled on an exposed root on this rugged mountain path. He smiled benevolently, regaining his stride. 

Dana’s life had crumbled in more ways than one when she lost custody of her three children, twin ten-old girls and a nine-year old son. It shouldn’t have happened, but the judge in his infinite wisdom said that her ex was more stable and at the time Dana’s work schedule was heavy. As a flight attendant she traveled, but she had live-in help. Her only life when she was home was her darlings and she devoted her time to being the perfect mother. Loving, caring, fun, and perhaps she was too strict, but she worried about the times she wasn’t around and they needed a solid grounding and understanding of the rules of decency and respect. After all when she was forty-three thousand feet over the Pacific Ocean they couldn’t call her to see if it was okay to do something. They had to know the rules and the box they could move around within those family values. But, still it wasn’t enough. 

Though they were wonderful and her love was reciprocated it matter naught to the family court judge who believed that a parent had to be home to tuck the kids in every night. Hence now her ex and his honey were playing house with her children. While she’d been hospitalized he’d moved the kids back east. She’s never received even a card from them after the accident, let alone seen them. 

The accident wasn’t here fault but nonetheless it had destroyed what was left of her life. The day of her accident Dana had been sailing high, she’d just landed a ground job with a rival airline as classroom instructor for flight attendants. She would be home to tuck the kids in every night and get their breakfast every morning. She was ready to fight to regain custody of her kids back. Then it happened. An inexperienced long hauler had cut her off and forced her off the road, she’d plowed down the steep precipice face. She’d nearly died. The inexperienced train long hauler was convicted of attempted vehicular manslaughter and was now in jail. 

“Come on, race y’ to the big rock,” Dana said sprinting ahead. She felt young and alive, as she kicked up her heels.

That pretty day, she was back to my old pre-accident self. It had been a long road to wellness, but now ten months to the day, the old Dana was reborn. Opening her eyes that morning she was aware that she was truly well again.

After months of rehabilitation and therapy Dana was attempting to rebuild her life. She’d bought a little house and invested the rest of the settlement. The job she was to have started was long gone. She was not in the physical condition, yet, to fly again. So in some ways she was at loose ends. She was pretty low emotionally, but she was determined to re-establish get her old life back. 

She was elated that her new friend Kevin had insisted she join him at his mountain cabin. What surprised her more was that she’d had the nerve to join him. They’d only been out a few times together and one could hardly call those dates. This sojourn was a big step for her. Kevin made her feel pretty again. 

Kevin was her personal trainer at the gym where Dana was spending hour’s everyday building her endurance and mobility. He had worked hard to assist her in meeting her goals and but for him she would have quit. Double entendres and his kibitzing had kept her foraging ahead. They often shared a coffee after her session and it was then that she realized that she quite liked the sandy haired man. He was in fantastic shape, funny and he certainly cared for her. He oozed sex appeal and that made him a favorite personal trainer among the women.

Running the comb through her hair before their undertaking this dawn outing, she’d noticed her eyes were clear and sparkling, all the puffiness and sootiness was finally eradicated. It gave her hope. 

She was sporting new running dudes. Dana had lost enough weight that when she started to put her life back together necessity dictated that she buy a new wardrobe. Kevin had helped out by driving her around, as she didn’t have a car yet. He’d insisted that she let him guide her on what was trendy; after all she was single again. 

Dana was no one’s fool she knew that Kevin was married, but she believed him when over coffee he’d told her that his marriage was on the rocks. He said he expected that his wife was having an affair. He felt vindicated. At that time he made no untoward advance to Dana. She felt safe with him. 

Dana laughed aloud when Kevin dropped behind enjoying the flexing of her bum as she slowly jogged along. Being an imp she gave him a playful little extra wiggle. Kevin mischievously slapped her cheek, as he matched her stride. Dana stumbled head over heels nearly banging her head on the big rock. 

He caught her. Gently Kevin pushed her back against the boulder. It felt cool against her perspiring bare midriff. She shivered. Kevin stole a series of fleeting kisses, teasingly awakening her sexual being. He seemed to know just how touch her body to orchestrate responses. 

Dana stared at the mountain peaks watching the unfolding dawn trying to stay her arousal. She was afraid. Fanatically, she reminded myself that this same sun warmed her children. Too much time had passed, but life wasn’t fair. Good old-fashion guilt overlaid her fledging arousal. This was the first time in a very long time that she felt that old stirring in her core. There had been some awkward fumbling when they arrived last night, but she’d remained passive, unawakened. Dana was scared there was safety in her passivity. Kevin nuzzled her neck alternatively pushing aside her crisscrossed red jersey to lick sweat off her breast. He ventured forth further each time.

She might was well have cried, “uncle,” when he final caught her right nipple between his teeth gently worrying it. She was lost. Dana gave up. “Yes,” she whispered on an exhalation. The word seemed to echo though she’d only whispered it. Throwing his head back, Kevin roared; roosting birds took flight as his laughter bounced off the peaks. They chuckled playfully. 

“Oops,” he said shrugging. Kevin reeled her into his arms. Pinioning Dana against his chest, he proceeded to knead her ass. His sweaty kinky curls peaked out of his open shirt. Resting her cheek against his chest she inhaled his unique scent - a combination of his spicy cologne and sweat, “mmmmm.” 

Almost reverently, he tipped Dana’s chin up until their eyes met. Tantalizingly slow Kevin lowered his head. His lips mesmerized her. Their eyes locked. Kevin sucked her bottom lip; his tongue snaked up under her upper lip. She couldn’t ever remember anything more erotic. Moaning her acceptance and acquiescence, her soul craved him. For the first time, they shared an enchantingly sensuous kiss. She felt alive. The wondrousness of the kiss etched itself permanently into her mind. Dana wondered if Kevin was whom she’d been seeking all her life, but he wasn’t free.

It was as if there was nothing to her as Kevin, in a fluid movement, lifted her into his strong arms, infant style. She was such a little thing. He loved how she snuggled up with her arms around his neck, “Don’t go ‘n’ get fat or I won’t be able to do this, you know I’m getting old.”

Languidly she shyly smiled at him, “no you aren’t.” She mused, ‘He’s the only person since the accident who has made me feel safe?’ Suddenly Dana was conscious of just how aroused she’d become. 

Damn it, she wished her rigid morals would just had to take a hiatus, ‘just let me have this once without judgment.’ She knew that he had a wife somewhere. ‘How can I consort with such a person?’ But, her body, her emotions and that reptilian portion of her brain didn’t see him as evil. She knew that he was what she ached for. “Later.”

“Hmm?” He said kissing her sweaty hair, carrying her into the deepening gloom of the forest. She wanted it.

After twenty feet or so, he found a satisfactory setting. Kevin gently positioned her on the side of a knoll carpeted with pine needles. Dana’d felt so safe in his arms she regretted that he’d laid her down a chill ran through her. Joe, her ex, could’ve never carried her like that, and it saddened her that he failed by comparison.

Momentarily her depression weighted heavily on her, as it reflected across her eyes. Wetness oozed from between her engorging labia lips. It felt good to allow her body to sexually awaken after its lengthy sabbatical.

Giving him her best Mona Lisa smile she held up her arms. Without hesitation or embarrassment she invitingly pulled her knees up butterflying her legs. ‘What a shameless hussie …!’

His eyes crinkled as Kevin’s face split into a huge smile. He understood her spontaneous invitation. “Oh yeah!” He flopped down between her legs. She bore his weight stoically as if it was the most natural thing in the world to be about to be fucked at dawn in the wild. She loved how alive and relaxed she felt as he squashed her deeper into the carpet of needles.

Dana felt like a scarlet woman, though her ex had taken a new wife and her kids, she knew Kevin did not have his freedom. Afterwards she’d reconcile my adulteress behavior and take her leave, but first she wanted to taste this forbidden fruit. This was all such a breach from her Christian upbringing. She should leave. But she was beyond that point. With a toss of her head, she parked her emotions.

That early morning, she participated in her seduction, she could never remember being so wanton. There was no coercion, just her willingness; actually the more appropriate word would be eagerness to have this illicit man make love to her in this wild forest. 

Dana held Kevin’s head to her as he nuzzled her neck switching to a constant sucking. She recognized the sensation. She remembered her last hickie had been the night of her senior prom. She hadn’t wanted that one. Now she was no longer a kid, but she desperately wanted to sport his mark if only for a few days, she softly murmured against his graying hair, “yes, I want it.” All she could think was, ‘What did it matter?’ Things were different here in the mountains; the social norms were all askew, as no one was within miles. After all she was here with a married man so she might as well wear the mark of a hussy. Gently she rocked him holding his head to her. 

“Mmmm,” she whispered kissing his earlobe. Ever so gently she sucked it into her mouth. The tip of her tongue teased it. He growled deep in his throat.

Rising up on one elbow he looked into her eyes as he pushed an errant strand of black hair off her face. His finger traced her chin line. He continued his exploration lazily meandering over her face as if mapping it, committing it to memory. “Dana, you’re so beautiful. I wonder if you even comprehend how marvelous you are. You have the perfect combination of beauty, outgoing personality and strength of character, I only wish…,” he whispered. She wished he hadn’t reminded her that all they had was this brief interlude.

Dana knew he really cared for her, but home commitments forbade more. She wasn’t sure that love was the right term, but there were deeper emotions within him for her. Without conscious awareness she pulled his head down until their lips met stilling further conversation. This moment was enough to last a lifetime. She was very afraid that her moral upbringing was going to win if they didn’t get on with their lovemaking immediately. Their kiss was crushing, brutal and glorious. 

Their passions needed abating without more ado. Kneeling Kevin first slipped her off her black Spantex shorts and underwear as one. Quickly he pushed down his bright blue running shorts. Dana watched as his turgid penis surfaced. If any sense of morality remained in her, viewing his eager penis blew it away. Their eyes met, his challenging, hers inviting. Actually, hers were begging. When he hesitated, she couldn’t help herself, “Kevin, please. I need you. Please, now.” 

There was no time, no need for lengthy foreplays. This was the time that their mutual animalistic urges needed release. Holding her hips up so she was positioned to his liking, he drove his penis into her sopping wet vagina with such force that she gasped. She was taken aback. Her body responded. She groaned. It turned into a moan on his second equally demanding thrust. Screaming to the heavens, she howled as she crested her first climax on only his third forward push, “YES! YES, MY GAWD, YES!” Wings fluttered overhead.

Because of the intensity of his look and the set of his facial features Dana was not even sure whether he was aware of her early orgasm. Her vaginal muscles worked overtime telegraphing her ecstasy. 

Kevin was lost in his own urgent need to ejaculate. He could only let his physical self reign over his being. His need controlled him, its force all that mattered. The sensation of ejaculation was all he lived for at that moment. Later he would worry about making sure that Dana was satisfied if need be. Wonderful seismic waves transmitted from her to his ramrod. He didn’t believe he would finish leaving her wanting. His eyes never left hers, though he had the sense that he was soaring above looking down on the pair of them out of body-like. It was as if they were cosmically connected at that moment. 

Dana’s fingers racked his back. She was unaware of her actions. All she knew was that she wanted more. Her legs encircled his thighs like tentacles holding him to her letting her match his rhythm completely. Scrunching up, Dana sought his lips. Their lips locked. Hungrily she sucked his tongue into her mouth.

She was complete. Her lover possessed her body and soul from both extremities. They were locked into the mating dance that man has played out since Adam and Eve and yet Dana knew that there had never been a more perfect coupling in eternity. 

Their mutual guttural moans and groans were matched as they rocketed to explosive orgasms. They did it. They met at the pinnacle of their shared climax. It was perfect. It was glorious. Birds took flight. The pounding of hooves reminded them that there was other mammals close enough to smell their sex. Dana hoped some lucky doe was going to get screwed because of their wanton behavior. She smiled. He panted pushing through to his ejaculation. With a final thrust he became rigid and rode his climax. She met him halfway for a celebratory kiss.

Time stood still. Only the brightening of our hideaway told her that the world hadn’t halted in its spin. 

Arms shaking with exertion and adrenalin waning, Kevin more or less collapsed onto Dana. He remained buried in her now leaking vagina. She bore his weight gladly. It was his right to be cushioned by her body. Slowly, their breathing returned to normal. Dana wiped the sweat off Kevin’s brow with the back of her hand while pushing a lock of his hair into position. 

She gave him a wry smile, not sure what was proper etiquette out in the wilds with a married man just after he’d made love to her. As she returned to earth from whatever lofty plain she’d been on while they made glorious love, reason overtook her. Guilt assailed her like a horsehair cloak. She wanted to chew her bottom lip but Kevin’s lips possessed it. Guilt fought her euphoria.

Later, as reason returned, for the first time Dana felt bad that she’d participated in Kevin’s betrayal of his marriage vows. She couldn’t help but wonder, ‘how anything so wonderful could be wrong?’

Arm in arm, they sauntered back to the cabin. Slowly her vagina gave up Master’s ejaculate and her juices as they walked. Thin trails of come matched relentlessly down her thighs. Normally she’d have been mortified by such a leakage. Today it was her honor badge.



Fucked Before Work



The other day I was in the back room doing some paper work when my wife came up behind me and started rubbing her crotch against my back. I felt something hard so I turned around to see what she wanted. She was standing there with a big smile on her face in a pair of really short shorts and nothing else.

My eyes went straight to her big full tits and beautiful big hard nipples, she let me look for a second then put a finger on my head and tilted it down so I was looking at her shorts. What a sight, I could see the outline of her cock and knew it was her share because the purple tip was peeking out of the waistband.

Now this was something I wasn't expecting because she had turned me down twice earlier that morning. But being the guy I am I reached up and pinched her nipple, her eyes closed for a second and she bit her lip. Her areola puckered up around her nipple and that answered my unasked question, she was horny as hell.

I asked her what she had in mind and she answered me by reaching for her zipper. She had a sly little smile on her face and just stood there flicking the little tab like she was trying to make up her mind. Then going agonizingly slow she started pulling the zipper down. As I watched her cock slowly come into view she said; well for starters bitch you can suck my cock! She looked at her watch like it was an after thought and said; then I think I'm going to fuck you in the ass for about an hour.

She looked at her watch again and said; maybe a little bit longer.

She took me by my hand and tugged, I stood up and she turned and led me across the house to our bedroom. It was plane to see as soon as we walked thru the door she had done some planning because she had everything ready to go. Her stool was at the foot of the bed and she had put a pillow over the footboard for me to lay on.

She stepped up on the stool and turned to face me, then she stood there looking at me as she stroked her cock, I just stood there staring at her. Finally getting impatient with me she said; you need an invitation to take your clothes off.

That's all it took to get me going, I had my clothes off in record time. When I was finished I turned and looked at her, she smiled, pointed at her cock and said; get busy bitch boy. Well being the slut I am I dropped to my knees, licked my lips and took the tip in my mouth. She held my head and started pumping her cock in my mouth. As she watched her cock go deeper and deeper in my mouth she started getting excited. With a sigh she held my head tighter and said; suck it! you cock sucking bitch.

This is when I decided it was time to show her I've been working on my cock sucking. I held her hips and stopped sucking her cock, this broke her trance and she looked down at me to see what was wrong. Or eyes locked and slowly I took her cock in my mouth, when it hit my throat I stopped and took a deep breath. I closed my eyes and pulled her hips towards me fighting the urge to gag, I swallowed and her cock slid down my throat.

I could tell by the way her legs shook she was almost ready to cum, she was slowly pumping her hips and watching her cock as it slid down my throat until my nose touch her pubic hair.

It took about ten strokes for her to cum, every time she pulled out and watched her cock go down my throat she got more and more excited. Finally, with a grunt she let go and her cum sprayed all over my face.

It took her a few minutes to calm down, then she pulled on my arm and said; alright bitch boy, get up, its time for you to bend over and take it in the ass. She didn't need to say it twice, I jumped up and bent over the footboard. I felt her hand spread my cheeks open and the tip of the lube launcher push in my ass. I felt the cool lube flowing in my ass and I spread my legs and got comfortable, she pulled it out and I relaxed as waiting for her cock. Instead it was the lube launcher again with another load of lube, the way she was filling my ass I knew she meant what she said earlier, I was in for a long hard fuck.

She pulled the lube launcher out of my ass and threw it on the bed, she held my hip with her right hand and used the left to line up her cock. I felt the tip of her cock rub up and down my crack then she stopped and pushed. Her cock pushed about an inch into my ass, she stopped and put her other hand on my hip.

She asked if I was ready, but before I could answer she slammed her cock in my ass. I love it like that, no fucking around, just hard and fast and all the way in, it's painful but its also a pleasure I love and because I'm leaning against the footboard I have no where to go.

She played around for the first ten minutes or so, first fast, then slow, popping the head in and out and watching me quiver in lust, when she thinks I'm not expecting it she slam's it home and listens to me groan. She did this until she had her next orgasm then she got serious and got a nice steady rhythm going, not too fast not too slow she just fucked me silly. After a while she put her foot on the footboard and turned a bit sideways, it lets her get a little bit deeper in my ass and it let's her hit my prostrate just right.

As her cock started milking my prostrate I gasped and begged her not to stop. She could see what she was doing to me so for the next few minutes she kept the pace steady pushing it in as deep as she could.

The pressure was building and precum was flowing steadily out of my cock, it didn't take long for my cock to start pulsing and I felt my orgasm cumming. When It hit me it was like a ton of bricks had fallen on my head, if I hadn't been bent over the footboard I would have collapsed on the floor.

By now my ass and the backs of my legs were soaked from the ten or so times she had cum and the footboard had about a gallon of my cum all over it. She was laying on my back when she suddenly jumped up saying she was going to be late to work, that's when I looked at the clock and realized she had just fucked me for almost two hours.

She quickly got dressed and took off, she just left me there bent over the footboard. But I really didn't care, she had just fucked me silly and It was going to take me a couple of days to recover. But to tell the truth, I didn't care anytime she wants my ass, I'm ready. 



Fucked Behind Bars



Back where I come from a misdemeanor can get you to jail if it's repeated for three times in a row. I was stupid enough to commit the same petty offence three times and I had to stay three months in prison. Those were the worst three months of my whole life...

In the beginning I could not believe I had been imprisoned. What was I doing with all these criminals around me? I didn't deserve this at all but the thought that it was just for three months would ease the pain. After a week or so I got used to the daily routine. A shower in the morning, a terrible lunch, walks in the prison yard along with the other inmates and an uneasy sleep at night.

On my seventh day in prison the guards informed me that the warden wanted to see me but they did not know what it was about. They took me to his office and left me there alone with that 50-year old guy.

"So you're Mr. Jeff R.," he said.

"Yes, sir!"

"I've been watching you for a couple of days now and I have a deal for you. But first let's watch this video I prepared for our meeting."

I could not believe my eyes. It was a video of myself in the shower. There must have been a small camera on top of the shower, which had been recording all of us. There was nothing I could hide. I just stood there with the warden watching myself on the TV screen with all my private parts exposed.

"I've noticed you since you came here, Jeff! You have a nice, round, hairless ass that every man would like to get his hands on!"

"How dare you talk to me like that? I'm a prisoner, not some whore you picked up from the streets!"

"Well, that can be taken care of!"

"What do you mean?"

"As I told you before, I'm willing to make a deal with you. I will make you my bitch for the rest of your stay here. We will meet and fuck once a week and I will take good care of you. You'll have good food, fresh clothes and clean sheets everyday. But most of all, I'll protect you from the rest of the prisoners. The guards will be constantly on your side and nobody will ever try to hurt you. It's either this or becoming the whole prison's bitch!"

"I' don't believe I'm hearing these things. What kind of a person do you think I am?"

"Think about it, son. You can be my bitch once a week or be raped every day by a different inmate. It's as simple as that. Just think about it and tell me what you have decided."

"Why should I listen to you? I've been here seven days and nobody has dared to lay a hand on me. Why would they bother me now?"

"Well, we'll just have to wait and see what happens, won't we?"

I didn't like the sound of that. The warden told me that I had a couple of days to think about it and then I would have to give him my final answer.

I returned to my cell and fell asleep. I woke up after a couple of hours and saw my cellmate, Derek, jerking off. But, this time, there was a different look in his eyes. I had watched him masturbate a few times before but nothing happened. He would cum silently and fall asleep. Now he was moaning loudly and he was looking at me.

"Look at my cock, Jeff! Wouldn't you like to feel it in your asshole? Come here, grab my dick, we can have a lot of fun the both of us, you'll see!" he said.

I was terrified. I screamed for help and the guards came to my rescue. They told Derek to behave himself, otherwise they would notify the warden and he would be transferred to isolation. Derek's 'attack' was a surprise for me. Why would he do that after having me in his cell for a whole week? I couldn't find the answer to that question, so I tried to get some sleep.

I woke up the next day and it was time for the morning shower. I took off my clothes and I wrapped a towel around my waist. I got into the shower and I started bathing. I knew that the warden must have been watching me but I didn't care. I had to clean myself up. While I was pouring shampoo on my hair, I felt a hand groping my butt. I froze. I couldn't see who it was so I just shouted trying to scare him off.

"Get the fuck out of here! Leave me alone!"

Whoever it was took off right away. I finished my shower as fast as I could, grabbed my towel and notified the guard that I was ready to return to my cell. While I was waiting for an escort back to my cell, I felt a hand squeezing my ass cheeks very hard and whispering to my ear:

"Your ass is mine! Wherever you go I'll be there to hunt you down and fuck your brains out!"

In a few seconds the stranger disappeared as the guard came to take me back to my cell. This was the final straw for me. First, it had been my cellmate, then, the guy in the shower and now, this guy who threatened to hunt me down and fuck me. Either the warden was right or all these guys were working for him and were trying to scare me and make me take the deal he had offered. In any case, I thought that my life was in danger and that if the warden couldn't have me he would make sure I deeply regretted not accepting his offer. There was only one thing I could do. I would accept his deal and he would fuck me 11 times before I got released. It seemed to me that this was much better than being raped each and every day and catching any STD's from the rest of the prisoners.

I called the guard and told him that I wanted to meet the warden. He took me to his office right away and left us alone. 

"I knew you'd make the right choice, Jeff!" the warden said grinning. "Don't worry I'll take good care of you and your virgin ass..."

"Thank you, sir!" I said feeling some kind of relief.

"Let's not waist any more time! Sit on the couch, I wanna show you something."

The warden took off his shirt and his pants and stood in front of me wearing nothing but his underwear. His crouch was a few inches away from my mouth. The warden pulled down his last covering revealing a big, semi-hard, thick cock.

"That's the cock that's going to make a man out of you, son! Take a long good look at it. Soon, you'll be begging me to fuck you with it."

The size of his rod was horrifying. I couldn't begin to imagine how much it would hurt to be fucked in the ass by that old monster.

"Don't be shy! Take it in your mouth and start sucking it, real slow," he urged me.

I obeyed taking his dick in my mouth. It was wet with pre-cum and hot. I placed my tongue on his red cockhead and started licking it with slow, circular movements. Meanwhile, I was rubbing his balls with my right hand making him even hornier. But that wasn't enough for him. He was into rough sex and he was soon going to prove that to me.

"I told you to suck my shaft not to lick it like a lollipop! I'll teach you how it's done, bitch!"

The warden grabbed both sides of my head and pushed it forward making me gag with his monstrous tool. Then he started pushing back and forth. I was giving him great head and he was enjoying it...

"Yeah, suck that cock, bitch! Show me what a good cocksucker you really are!" he yelled.

As his rod came in and out of my mouth, his balls punched against my chin making me feel like a dirty manwhore. Meanwhile, his cock was still growing and I was wondering how large it was going to become. He pulled out, slapping my face with his hot rod and humiliating me even more.

"You're paying your debts to society, Jeff! When you get out of prison, you'll be the best cocksucking bitch of all time!" he said laughing.

Then he grabbed my hair and pulled my head towards his sack. 

"I want you to suck my balls, now. Take each one in your mouth!"

As he grabbed his shaft and kept it straight up, I started licking his hairy balls, one by one as he had ordered me to. I made loud, slurping sounds trying to convince him that I was doing my best to suck his balls real hard.

"You're a good learner, Jeff. Now that you know how to suck, grab my dick and give me a nice blowjob!" he said grinning.

I got hold of the warden's pole and began deepthroating it. I could tell from his moaning that I was doing a much better job than before. While I was sucking the full length of his manhood, I was touching his balls with my free hand and that was driving him crazy. His iron-hard rod came in and out of my mouth several times and each time he pulled out I sucked his cockhead real hard as if trying to squeeze out all the cum in his balls. The warden had enough of my cocksucking and he was now ready for the real McCoy. 

"Now that you've tasted your first cock, it's time to take the first one in your back door!"

I was scared. Sucking his shaft was one thing but taking the full length of his monster in my virgin anus was another. However, now it was too late to quit.

"Take off your uniform, lie face down on my desk and spread your legs, Jeff!"

I took off the orange prisoner uniform and assumed the position he told me to. My chin rested on the cold desk and my ass protruded covered only by my white boxers. The warden approached me and took a pair of scissors from the left drawer of his desk. I couldn't even imagine what was that for...

"Relax, boy! I'm just going to play with you for a while. I won't hurt you. You can bet your ass on that!" he said smiling.

As I was bending over he used the scissors to cut my boxers in two. The thin fabric collapsed and fell at my feet revealing my round, untouched ass. The warden stared in awe. 

"That's one of the finest pieces of ass I've ever seen and, believe me, I've fucked a lot of guys in this office."

The warden started groping my butt and squeezing it. He was really excited. 

"Spread your butt with both hands, I wanna see your rosebud before I rip it!"

There I was: Bending over, holding my ass cheeks with both hands and showing off my asshole. I couldn't believe I was waiting for another man to fuck me...He spat on his hand and smeared his saliva on his cockhead. That was all the lube I would get.

"Aren't you going to use some lubricant? You promised not to hurt me!" I complained.

"Remember that you are in prison. Besides, you don't need any more lube; my rod is already wet from your blowjob and if I spread more lube on your butthole you won't feel anything..."

I thought that this sounded rational. A strange rush had taken over me. Now that I knew I was going to get fucked from behind I wanted to feel the experience in it's full. The warden's cock touched my asshole. I felt his hot cockhead at the entrance of my crack. With one powerful movement, he shoved the head of his rod in my unprotected rectum. The pain was excruciating. He should have used some lube on me. I thought that there was still time to stop this; after all, he wasn't completely inside me yet.

"You're hurting me! Get out!" I screamed.

"Patience, my boy, you're still in the beginning. Wait till you get used to it," he said.

"I don't want to! The deal is off! I don't care about anything! Let me go!" I shouted.

"Shut up, bitch! I'm gonna fuck you whether you like it or not! I'm in charge here!" he yelled.

I tried to escape his grip but the warden pinned me down onto the desk and started giving me powerful strokes. It was futile to resist. When he became sure I wasn't going to get away, he resumed his upright position and started fucking me again.

I tried to plead with him to release me...

"Please, let me go! I will suck your cock whenever you like but, please, stop fucking my butt!" I begged him.

"Shut up and take it like a man! I'm gonna teach you a lesson you'll never forget, cumslut!" he said.

After each stroke he would spank my ass real hard. His tool was piercing the utter depths of my rectum. The spanking made my ass completely numb. I could still feel his rock-hard dick hammering my anus but it hurt less than before. The warden was ecstatic. He kept pumping my –until then– virgin asshole, swearing at me and humiliating me.

"Yeah! That's more like it, bitch! There's nothing like a tight, round, hairless ass like yours, Jeff. I knew you'd be a good fuck! Now, spread your butt for me, take it deeper in that sweet hole of yours!" he moaned.

His throbbing cock punctured my ripped butt until he had enough of that position.

"Turn around, boy! I want you to look at me while I make you my cockslave!" he said.

I was now lying on my back. The warden placed my feet on his shoulders and pushed his rod back inside me. Indeed, I could now watch him deflowering my firm butt. The sight of his manhood entering my most private part, made my own cock stand at attention. It was a natural reaction; I couldn't stop it. He noticed it right away.

"I see you like what's going on! You like having a big, fat cock up your ass!" he said.

His strokes became even harder and his pubic hair touched my balls. I became so horny I couldn't control myself. My dick exploded spurting several blasts of hot cum on my stomach.

"Ohhhhh!" I moaned.

"Yeah! Cum, bitch! A cock in your ass is all you need, eh? Wait till you taste my own cum!" he said.

I had lost track of time. How long had he been fucking me? He didn't seem to care. Now, he wanted to fuck me doggy-style...

"Get off the desk and drop on the floor on all fours!" he ordered.

It was time for round three. He assumed his position at my back door and resumed pounding my anal ring. He had grabbed my ass with both hands and he was giving me his most powerful strokes.

"Take it in your ass, bitch!" he grunted.

My asshole had become more flexible and I could endure his thrusts easier than before. My dick had softened and my whole attention was concentrated on my butt. I had never fantasized about taking it from behind before and now I was getting the real thing. Sure, the warden was a bit rough but it was an unprecedented experience. It hurt quite a bit but after a while you get used to this sensation and you start enjoying it. The warden had noticed that. Without even realizing it I was moving my ass backwards trying to take his shaft even deeper inside me...

"Shake your ass, bitch! Fuck that cock in your butt! I know you like it!" he yelled.

Deep inside me I wanted to tell him to fuck me harder and to go deeper and faster but I didn't do it. I didn't want him to know his was right even if my ass gave me away. His throbbing tool continued spearing my tight hole. His thrusts had become faster, his breath was heavy and his balls were slapping against my cheeks. I could hear the sound of his sack beating against my abused ass. He was going to reach his climax. The warden gave me a few more thrusts and then he came splashing my anal walls with his hot, sticky male fluid.

"Yeah! Take it, cumbucket! Take my hot cum in your tight asshole!" he screamed.

He kept ejaculating for several seconds until his cock stopped spasming. He collapsed on top of me with his dick still inside my hole. My violation had been completed. I lied on the floor, cumsoaked, with another man's cock inside my ass. 

The warden finally got back on his feet and gave me permission to get dressed and leave. He fucked me another 10 times and he kept his part of the deal. When I got released from prison I didn't tell anyone about my anal adventures. It is a secret I'm going to keep for the rest of my life...



Fucked by a Black Gynecologist



At 18 I had never been to the gynecologist and had been having regular intercourse with my black boyfriend of 2 years, so i thought it was time i had a check up. I'm white and have a very curvy body and a big ass, black guys always seem to be attracted to me and I'm not complaining!

I wasn't sure what to expect and was sort of hoping the doctor would be female. I was feeling quite scared in the waiting room and i had to wait absolutely ages! When i finally got called in by a nurse I was a little surprised to find a middle aged black man.

He was tall and very broad he had a large stomach which was accentuated by his shirt being tucked into his trousers. He was wearing very shiny shoes, the way he was dressed made me think of the classic "pimp" style. He had a thick Nigerian accent, he told me to take a seat and stop looking so scared.

He asked me a few questions then told me he wanted to examine me. I was petrified. I took of my jeans and panties but then he told me he needed to see my breasts! I felt so vulnerable! 

I got completely naked and lay on the table to be examined.

He stroked my large pink nipples until they became hard and then he made an "Mm-mm" noise. I wanted to cry it he was so disgusting!

He pulled at my curly black pubic hair a little then he pulled at my labia minora (inner pussy lips) then commented that they are quite long!

He rolled up his sleeves and put on a latex glove and squeezed some KY jelly onto his fingers and rubbed it on my pussy. I looked at his face and he was licking his black lips.

He took a plastic vaginal speculum and opened my vagina up, it felt quite uncomfortable. He spent quite some time just looking. Then to my horror he took out the speculum and pushed two fingers in. I felt something on my clit and let out a moan, i looked down and he was licking it.

Then he asked me in his thick accent if i would like to view his penis. I hadn't said a word the whole time he was examining me I think my voice had completely gone. I kinda made a noise which he must have thought meant yes.

He unbuckled his belt, undid his button and flies then took out a huge black penis, i could also see lots of thick Afro pubic hair poking out.

He was circumcised and the end of his dick looked moist from pre-cum. He walked towards my face and told me to lick it clean. my mouth was so dry, he tasted so tangy. then he got on top of me on the examination table and shoved his cock inside me. i let out a yelp and started to cry but then he slapped me.

As he was on top of me thrusting in and out of me he rubbed my clit and then started calling me a dirty white slut. He whispered in my ear that white women always try to seduce him. I was moaning it felt so good. He started to pull at my "long" pussy lips with his fat sausage fingers all the while thrusting his cock in and out.

Then he took his dick out and stood up and i thought it was over, but he told me to roll 

over, so I rolled onto my stomach and he put a latex glove back on and parted my bum cheeks and squeezed some very cold KY jelly onto my anus then he started to rub it with one finger he put his cock back in my pussy but kept rubbing my anus until finally his finger popped inside. He started to fuck me really hard and was moving his finger in and out my anus really fast. i was screaming with pleasure and pain.

Finally inside my vagina i felt a hot wet sensation and i knew that he had came. He pulled 

his dick put and told me to sit up so i did then he put his flaccid penis in my face and 

told me he needed me to clean him up so he could get back to work. i opened my mouth and felt his soggy wet cock, I sucked it clean and he told me i was a very good girl and he 

would mail me a letter for my next appointment in 6 months. i got dressed quickly and left then got in my car i could feel the sperm oozing out of my pussy all the way home.



Fucked by a Friend



Shaun is online. The message popped up on my desktop making that annoying pinging noise. The damn noise I could just not figure out how to turn off. 

The pop up stayed there as I glared at it. Old familiar feelings coursing through my veins, heading right for my lower regions. I sighed. I needed to stop the mixture of excitement, wrongness, and horniness from reaching my pussy.

It was a sigh in vain. 

I was currently in a committed, monogamous relationship with a good hearted, successful boy called matt. In fact our 6 month anniversary was just around the corner. He was an amazing lover. Possessing all the tools in bed to keep up with my never ending sexual desires. 

I thought the days off my pussy ruling my life were over. Long gone were the months of sucking and fucking every random internet guy. The mock rape scenes and threesomes were stuff for fantasies. I went to therapy and worked hard to overcome my sex addiction. I was a good girl now. I had grown up. Finished my degree. Secured a job and settled down. We talked off marriage, kids and the white picket fence -- the life most girls dream off. 

But I wasn't like most girls. Sometimes when I thought really hard I could actually convince myself my life was not a lie. Therapy had actually changed me. I had become the woman society expected me to become. But deep down my inner whore fought daily to be heard. It struggled against these societal bonds wanting to break free of its repression. 

Underneath that women I had become I was still a slut. There was no two ways about it. I hid it well, but it never let me forget its existence.

It was that inner slut that saw the online ping as its opportunity to break free. My pussy was wet. I was no longer thinking with my brain. It was time for the whore version of me to take charge. 

"Wassup bitch?" Shaun knew how to turn me on. He was an old fuck buddy of mine. We fucked for almost a year before my current relationship. He slapped me, bit me, choked me, and used me. And I loved every minute of it. 

There was something about him that I could not resist. And it wasn't just that amazing cock of his that could turn me from a respectful woman into a begging bitch within seconds. 

There was something else. I'm not quite sure what it was, although I suspect it was our shared views on sex. I think we both believed sex was not an act of intimacy (something I struggle with in my current relationship) it was an act of raw, carnal lust with no emotional hang-ups. I didn't care for him -- he didn't care for me. We suited each other perfectly. 

Emotionless fucking. No expectation of anything else. I missed it. 

"Hey cock," I replied -- my every instinct crying at me to ignore the message. But it was too late the whore was in control. 

"I shaved my cock and balls today," he typed. " I think you will be proud of me." 

"Let me see," I excitingly responded, before I could allow the feelings of guilt to surface and restrain me from getting a glimpse of the cock I craved. 

The video call chimed. There was the briefest conscious struggle as I reached over to answer it.

Was this considered cheating on my boyfriend? 

As much as I was a slut, I was still the slut that loved matt dearly and would never want to cause him any hurt. 

The struggle was over in moments. The pull of Shaun's cock was a magnetic force I was inexplicably drawn too. 

He paraded his cock and balls in front of the camera as my mouth salivated.

"What you want to do to me with that cock?"

"Choke you on it."

"You couldn't make me choke, I've got no gag reflex remember?"

"Oh I could."

"I'll hold your head down with my legs, till you can't breathe."

I had an instant flashback to a football game he had sat and watched at my house. I of course was on my knees, mouth buried in his groin. His cock was pushing on my throat muscles determined to force its way past them. He had wrapped those pure muscle legs of his around my head, leaving me powerless to resist. When I struggled to breath and attempted to dislodge those rock hard thighs my efforts were futile. He had a strength that far surpassed mine and most men I know, and I would not breathe until he decided I was able to. 

It was a scene I was desperate to recreate. 

"I want to cum all over your face!"

"Been a long time since I've had a cum facial. I love cum especially on my face."

"Can I bring you some?"

"I wish I could say yes..." I whined. "Every time I talk to you, I get closer to saying yes. Maybe I shouldn't talk to you anymore."

And with that, before I could lose my resolve, I hung up the call. I did not wish to cheat on my boyfriend. I had come too far to make a stupid move like that. 

A week passed. Pings came and went. I ignored them. I began to look at our online video chat as a weak spot in my bid to stay clean and sober. A minor relapse, was what my addiction therapist called it. 

Until that fateful Thursday night. The night that changed my mundane 'normal' life forever. 

Thursday night was always my night to indulge in a little me time. Matt worked at his restaurant until closing. Until 11pm I could slip into the bath and escape into fantasy land, while I masturbated myself to countless orgasms. 

On this particular night I was fantasizing of three cocks simultaneously fucking my throat, cunt and ass. It was a recurring dream of mine. One I had sadly never had the chance to experience. I was almost there picturing the big fat cocks pumping into me, when a knock at the door brought me sharply back to reality. 

I wasn't expecting anyone and figured it would not do any harm to ignore the annoyance and let the caller believe I was not home.

With this in mind I began to slip back into the fantasy. Determined this time to reach that high I was climbing quickly towards. 

The knocking continued. 

Angry now at this disturbance I cursed under my breath, "Can't this fuckwit work out that either I am not bloody home, or I don't fucking care to answer the door?!"

But as the pounding got louder, it was apparent that this fuckwit could not understand the obvious message. 

Cursing once again, I stepped out the bath. Grabbing the nearest towel, I wrapped my wet almost orgasmic body and walked to the front door.

"Who is it?" I asked in a pissed of tone. Hoping the caller would pick up on the irritation in my voice.

"Shaun," was the instant cocky reply.

I took a mental step back. This was the last person I was expecting at my front door. Besides for seeing Shaun at a couple of parties in the area (after which I would go home and fantasize about his cock pounding me) and that brief video chat the previous week our lives did not intertwine. There would be no reason he would come to my house. Except that is for sex. 

With this in mind, a silent pledge to stay strong and refuse any advances, I opened the door.

He walked in. Jeans hugging his tight ass, shirt showing off his magnificent chest muscles, just as I remembered him. With the cocky attitude I recalled too well he waved some USB stick at me, looked at me and spat out, "On your knees bitch!"

I laughed in his face, so sure he was trying to play an old game and hoping I would go along with it. As much as I desired to get on my knees just to humour him, I worried about giving him the wrong vibe. 

There was absolutely no way I was going to suck, fuck or gag on his cock tonight. I was in a committed relationship now with Matt whom I cared about very deeply. My inner slut had taken control for a brief moment the previous week. But it was just a minor relapse -- I was completely back in control now. 

I became enraged now, angry he would believe that by reappearing on my doorstep and ordering me to my knees I would willingly cheat on my boyfriend.

"Get out of my house," I yelled. "Who do you think you are? Do you imagine that because you happen to come by and tell me to do something I am going to listen to you? I've moved on you cocky mother fucking bitch, who do you think you are? Just get out, get out of here!" 

He listened to my ranting. He made no move to leave at all. His face was calm. A small smug smile beginning to appear in the corners of his mouth. Almost as if he was expecting my anger and waiting for me to let it all out. 

He waited until I fell silent. He stepped up to me, and reaching up he held my face between his hands. It was a move so unexpected I was stunned into submission. Looking directly into my eyes he forcefully stated, "I own your ass now. See this USB stick I've got here? I've got our video chat recorded."

"Who the fuck cares," I whimpered, my mind racing to the possibilities as to what this interaction could mean.

"I think you care," he arrogantly answered my rhetorical question. "I know you love Matt and you don't want to hurt him. Any disobedience from you and this USB gets delivered right into his hands."

"YOU WILL NOW DO AS I SAY! ON YOUR KNEES BITCH!"

His tone rose. Fury in his voice. Fury for my doubt in his dominance. 

I laughed nervously at his command. I knew this guy. There was no way he had the balls to carry this plan off. It was probably some half assed impulse he decided to act on without thinking it through. Something that many years in the future we would laugh about. 

Before I could ascertain what my next move would be Shaun walked up, slapped me across my face and knocked me to the ground. The push loosened the towel I had been clinging tightly to my body. I lay there in shock, naked, panting at the invasion of my body. 

"Listen cunt I am serious. One more act of insubordination from you and I will leave this house, drive straight to Matt's work and deliver this USB right into his hand."

It was at this moment I understood. For the first time I believed this was really happening. This was no fantasy.

Shaun sensed my submission and triumphantly stood over me. "You will do everything I say," he gloated. "You will be my little slave cunt. You will serve me whenever and however I desire. I own you."

My pre orgasmic body was completely dry now. His words suck any moisture I previously had in my pussy. Although I had fantasized about this many times, this was no longer a fantasy. I abhorred a scenario I could not control.

I was in fear of losing my relationship. The man I loved like I've never loved anyone before. I feared losing my sobriety. I worried Shaun would unlock the slut in me. The slut I had kept under wraps for so long. Would I once again become the whore I worked so hard to repress? 

Shaun did not care for my thoughts. He had a cunt now. One he could use whenever he might fancy. His cock hardened at the sight of his slut lying on the ground at his feet. 

"Get up onto your knees," he commanded. "Open my fly and take out my cock, one tooth mark and this tape goes straight to your boyfriend." 

I slowly lifted my heavy limbs up and crawled over to him. I opened his jeans. It was an act I used to enjoy so much. Now one I was disgusted at. 

I glanced at his cock and then turned away. How could I put a cock that was not Matt's into the mouth that had only sucked his for 6 months? I couldn't do it. I couldn't perform this last step that would push this scenario into a step it could never go back on.

Shaun, frustrated with my slow movements, grabbed my head and pinched my nose so I had no choice but to open my mouth. In one swift movement his cock was once again lodged in the back of my throat. The movement didn't stop. In and out he moved my face using my mouth like a surrogate pussy. He didn't wait for me to breathe. No courtesies allowed for the slave he now owned.

Pulling my long black hair behind me he forced his rock hard cock down my oesophagus. He smashed my nose against his shaven pubic hairs, cutting of all air supply, and leaving me clawing at his ass to loosen his grip. I was an experienced cock sucker, but even this was too much for me.

Deep in my pussy the juices were beginning to gather and flow. I couldn't believe my body could betray me like that. I tried to stop the normal human process, but it was to no avail. When he reached down and felt my wet pussy he laughed in my face and called me the whore I knew I was. 

He dragged me over to the couch and threw me over the side. I screamed in pain as he impaled my tight asshole. Matt had never taken to anal sex so scared he would hurt me. It had been 6 months since anything bigger than a finger had entered that hole. 

I begged him for mercy, pleading with him to take it slow like he used to until my ass could familiarize itself with his cock. The pleading landed me with repeated slaps across my bottom until it burned a bright shade of red. 

"I do not take it slow with my whore. You don't deserve my kindness. You are here for my needs not for yours. Stop being such a pussy and suck it up," he yowled. "I have plenty of other ways I want to use you and abuse you which you will really have a chance to cry about."

He yelled in ecstasy as his cock pulsed in my ass spurting the heaps of cum he always had. 

He pulled his cock out my ass and ripped the condom off. Looking at me with an evil smile he yanked up my head by my hair and stated, "clean my cock!" 

My face grimaced with a look of revulsion. "One disobedience," he warned. "One disobedience."

I stuck my tongue out and licked cum off his now softening cock. He moaned as I wrapped my lips around he dick and cleaned it while tasting that familiar condom aftertaste. 

"I will be back," he promised as he turned to leave. "Wait for my message bitch, and I'll let you know when I need you next." 

Slamming the door behind himself he left me behind. No thought for the mess he had just created.

After a good cry I made a commitment to take each day as it comes. Ensure that I would never let anything come between Matt and I. I was good at separating my life into compartments. This would be a compartment unto it itself. It would never influence any other areas of my life.

With this commitment I felt better already, and got back into the bath to continue the evening I was meant to have before rudely interrupted. 

That night as I was falling asleep, curled up beside Matt, there was a little voice inside me wanting to be heard. I ignored it. Knowing its message, though not desiring to hear it. But as I fell into dream land, the voice spoke in a tiny whisper, "maybe this is a way you can feed you inner slut without feeling guilty by cheating on Marc. It's really the best of both worlds."

The slut in me went wild that night. Feeding me dreams of massive cocks that would fill me up forever.

I knew it was only a matter of days before I would be serving shauns cock once again. And there was the tiniest part of me looking forward to it.



Fucked by a Friend Ch. 02



I will be at your front door 10am slut. Be dressed in only your pink polka dotted bra and panties. Open the door on your knees.

I looked at the phone, an expression of disbelief crossed my face. My breathing turned quick and sharp. My heart palpitating, like it was desperate to escape my chest.

Although the text came up with an unrecognized number, I instantly recognized the crude language to be Shauns. Only he would have the cocky audacity to speak to me in his manner.

After his humiliation and degradation during his blackmail the previous week, I had not heard anything from him. I had naively assumed the ordeal was over and Shaun wised up to the error of his ways. I could not have been more wrong.

As long as I wished to keep my relationship with Matt I would be Shauns' slut. His slut to use. His slut to abuse. His slut.

Shaun was a smart guy. He had asked around as to where my boyfriend worked and what were his hours. Matt worked in the hospitality industry which translated in long days and late nights. This left me plenty of alone time available. Time I would now be using to service my new owner.

I battled in my mind whether or not to respond to the text. Appeal to Shauns' mercy. I was scheduled to work at exactly that time. A detail Shaun had obviously failed to take into account.

I wondered if I could risk leaving. Not be home to watch his anger in the face of my disobedience. It was a big risk. Tantalizingly tempting. But not one I could not afford to take.

I called work and faking my most pathetic sick voice I declared a sudden onset of illness. My boss sympathized with me. I had a good work ethic. Rarely took advantage of my allocated sick days. She came to her own conclusion that it must be pretty serious. She assured me I could take all the time I need to make a full recovery. I was grateful for her respect and compassion.

I hung up the phone. The time read 9:45am. I looked at myself trying to come to terms with my reality now. I was an on call whore. An real on call whore. An fucking real on call whore.

I repeated that sentence to myself again and again. On call whore. This is me now - my new reality.

No matter what my plans were if Shaun needed me, my life ceased to exist. It was his needs. His needs above all else.

And right now he needed his slut in a polka dotted panty set. A set I had not worn since he had been my regular fuck buddy. I went into frenzy mode. Striped down to the nude. Rummaged through my draws looking for the specific undergarments he had requested.

With a sigh of relief I found the buried pair and slipped them on. I detected a faint smell of the perfume I used to wear. It was his favorite. I had brought the perfume to wear for him. I smiled at the memory. We had such fun sexy times together. How did it come to this?

The 10am alarm I had set on my mobile began its annoying incessant beeping . I knew the time had come. I unlocked the front door and got down on my knees. I knelled there waiting for the humiliating abuse I was sure would come. Although the adrenalin had kept me going up until this point, waiting on my knees behind that door, I was forced to recognize the position I was in.

Yet again I was to be fucked by someone who was not my boyfriend. I was cheating on him and it wouldn't be the last time. He didn't deserve me as his girlfriend. He deserved better. The tears welled up in my eyes and silently ran down my face as I struggled to contain myself.

The time clicked by. The clock read 10:30am. The carpet began irritating my sore knees. Maybe he was not coming? Was I to assume this had all been a tease? A joke?

I gave rest to my tired limbs and sat cross-legged on the floor. My mind raced with the possibilities. The tiny sliver of hope that this would all go away began to grow. I made an quick executive decision to get up. Pretend the morning had been some form of a waking nightmare. It was time to step out of it. Return to normal life.

I stumbled to my bed. My body stiff from the unnatural position it had been in. I welcomed the soft mattress and the comfort my favorite blanket and pillows provided me. I instinctively curled into a tight fetal position under the brightly purple colored bed linen. Fell asleep instantly. Completely overcome with the intense emotions of the morning.

It seemed like it had only been moments since I had fallen asleep when a load crack followed by a sharp sting on my cheek woke me up. It took me several seconds to comprehend, I had been slapped. I was confused. Angry. Disorientated.

"What the fuck are you doing in bed? Did I not specifically say on your knees?"

The indignation in his voice compounded the authenticity of his ownership over me. He truly believed I had made a serious transgression by not obeying his command. I was told to wait on my knees. And on my knees I was to wait there, no matter how late he decided to arrive.

He stood beside my bed. My face parallel with his crotch.

I winced in pain as he pulled my long black hair wrapping it around his hand in a tight hold. The smell of his cologne hit me as he pushed me towards his covered cock. I was breathing denim now, face pushed against those tight fitting pair of jeans. He rubbed my face back and forth, allowing me to feel his hardness beneath it.

"You love that slut, don't you? The feel of my cock just out of reach. I know you want it in that little salivating mouth of yours. Blocking off our air supply as I pound your throat mercilessly. Little whore."

He was using my words against me. Fantasies I had once shared with him when we were fuck buddies. But this was not a fantasy. I was not in control. Fantasy and reality just did not match up. I abhorred this situation.

Tired of teasing me, he undid his pants and wiggled his way out of them. He wore no underpants. Free-balling he called it. His dick now free from its constraints smacked me in the face. Loving my horrified expression he purposefully cock slapped me, delivering several powerful slaps across my face. I attempted to move away but his grasp on my hair held me firmly in place. Climbing on the bed he swung his leg over my body, till he was sitting right on my chest. His sudden weight winded me and I struggled to breathe. Laughing at my feeble attempts to dislodge him, he scooted up and pushed his cock deep into my dry mouth.

He roughly pumped my throat for several minutes, giving me no rest to catch my breath. I heard a moan and prayed for his cum. Climaxing would mean an end to this agony. His cock was so deep in my esophagus, it was only the familiar moans that gave indication he was cumming. I tasted the salty residue as he pulled out. I imagine he was satisfied now. He had come and taken what was his. I was grateful that he came so quick wanting him to leave now. Leave me to pick up my dignity, with precious few hours before I had to face Matt later tonight.

I asked him to go. Begged him to disappear. The delight on his face when he shared that he planned to enjoy me for many more hours matched my utter despair. I ramped up my begging. Pleaded. Made empty promises about my future service to him. Implored any shred of pity he had in him. All to no avail.

He waited until I had exhausted myself, and then he outlined his plan to me.

"I have a big assignment due next week for my uni course. I intend to get this essay done while I use you to make this time consuming piece of shit more bearable. Give me your laptop and lay down on the bed face up."

I could not envision how he could use me in this manner while studying. Not wanting to incite his temper, and risk bruises that would be difficult to hide, I complied with his request. Plugging in the laptop and turning it on ready for use, I lay down flat on the queen sized bed. He climbed over me once again, but this time it was his ass facing me. With his rock hard leg muscles gripping me he moved up until his ass sat over my face.

"Do what you were put into this world to do whore. Lick my asshole."

And with that, before I had a chance to refuse, he sat his full weight on my face. I used my every resource to get out from under him. I kicked. I screamed. I punched. Still he remained seated on my face blocking all light and air.

"Listen bitch," he stated in a very reasonable voice. " There are two ways we can do this. Either I put all my weight on your face while I study. leaving you blind and your air supply reliant on my kindness or I can lean forward like this," he explained and he shifted slightly lower so my vision returned and I could breath normally. "Either way you will be liking my asshole until I tell you not to bitch. You can decide which way to do it. You know how to do it you've done it before."

My mind slipped back to a drunken session with my fuck buddy. With my inhibitions loosened, I had revealed a secret fantasy of mine. His ass was so perfect, hard, and round I had dreams of burying my face in it. Even in my intoxicated state a quick, tentative lick had been all it had taken for me to realize this was one fantasy I preferred to remain a fantasy. If this is what he was referring to, I guess it was my fault for putting such ideas in his head.

I knew there was no way I could overpower his strength. Even unbound I held no chance against his power. I would stay breathing in ass until he tired of it.

He squirmed around until he settled himself. A pillow over my pussy with the laptop on top. The typing began. He waited several moments for the ass licking to begin before he realized it would not happen without some more encouragement.

"Whore if I don't feel some action there very soon I will move up again, and it will be a long time before you can breath again. I've showered its all clean down there."

Shaun was a hygiene freak like me. This was a time to thank god for at least that.

I stuck out my whitish pink tongue. The instant it touched Shaun's asshole it instinctively repelled.

"You've got to be better then that bitch," Shaun warned. "This is your last chance. My patience is wearing very thin. Bury yourself in my asshole now. Lick it like your making love to it!"

Not wanting a repeat of my struggles to breath with no air supply, I began to kiss and lick Shaun's ass. The smell was musk and damp no different really to that of his cock. The taste was slightly soapy. Manageable. It was the thought of what I was doing. It was breaking me. I was a good girlfriend, good employee, great friend, a valuable member of society. Here I was reduced to a human cushion. A living, breathing, licking, cushion.

Shaun and I stayed this way for over 45 minutes. He typed. I licked. The sounds of his finger on the keyboard and my wet slurping were only interrupted by his repeated corrections.

"Tongue in deeper bitch. Lick harder. Don't stop. Make love to my asshole. Don't bother begging for reprieve. I won't get off until I'm done. swirl your tongue around."

He climbed off shortly after that to go and find some food, ordering me to stay put. He returned with the lunch I had prepared for work and took a seat back on my face.

His mobile rang as he was stuffing down my turkey salad sandwich. Finishing his mouth he picked up, but not before threatening further abuse if I did not remain silent.

"Hey bro, what are you up to?"

"Yeah I'm busy studying too. This damn assignment it's going to take days to complete."

I moaned inwardly listening to his half of the conversation. Was this going to be repeated daily until the essay completed?

"You know what bro why don't you pop over and we can work on this together?"

"I'm not home let me text you the address and you can swing by."

"No don't worry she wont mind. She's actually set up a really comfy place to study. I'll share it with you."

With that Shaun hung up the phone and turned around to face me.

To be continued...