0 comments/ 55743 views/ 8 favorites The Jog By: usm1carbine My name is Victoria, and earlier this year I found my freedom. I married right out of high school to my high school sweetheart Jim. He and I had been lovers all through high school and I knew we were destined to be together. He went on to college and became a mortgage banker and I went to community college and studied to be an accountant. Our life together was so perfect, it was like a fairy tale come true. Everyday was like a new beginning and we nurtured our relationship and I thought it would never end. In Jim's quest to be number one, our relationship suffered terribly. He frequently worked late at night and weekends too. "You have to work at it if you want to be successful honey," he would always tell me when I complained. I sat home night after night alone, remembering how it used to be. I decided to rekindle the flame and one night as he was working late, I decided to pay him a visit. This was a night he would remember for a long time. I showered and gently stroked my swollen vulva as I did, longing for Jim's big cock. It had been soooo long. I got my shaver and shaved my legs and my armpits and then, on a lark, I shaved my cunt. After I was done, I gently rubbed my hands over it, ummmm it felt so smooth. I teased my slit with my finger and I could see my nipples getting hard. My 32c tits stood out so proudly as I looked down , with their nipples extended. My finger found my clit and I began rubbing it ever so lightly. A moan escaped my lips as my clit grew harder and harder. I looked around for some help and on the commode I saw a scented candle. I reached for the candle and raised it to my lips, imagining it was Jim's cock. I teased the end of it with my tongue and swirled my tongue around the shaft. I pressed it in between my lips and inhaled the scent. After I was sufficiently wet, I moved it to my burning pussy. I teased my clit with it first and then slid it the length of my vulva. With my other hand, I spread my cunt lips and began the long journey. It had been quite awhile since anything other than my fingers had entered my cunt, so I had to go slow. The candle eased into my vagina and it felt so good. I began moving it in and out and heard myself moaning for Jim to fuck me, "Fuck me Jim, fuck me hard, ohhh baby I need it so bad." I stood there with the warm water running over me pistoning that candle in and out of myself and with my eyes closed I could see Jim's face. Before I knew it, I was quivering all over and a violent orgasm rocked me to my very soul. I opened my eyes and the reality struck me, there I was in the shower with a candle hanging from my wet pussy and I was alone. That was going to change I told myself. I pulled the candle out and sucked my juices off of it and put it back on the commode. I dried off and went to my bedroom to get dressed. The more I thought about it, the more I decided that I wouldn't waste time with clothes and pulled my knee length coat around me, grabbed my car keys and headed out. The air was cool on hot cunt as I walked to the car. All I could think of all the way to Jim's office was how good it was going to feel to have Jim's big cock in me, my nipples were getting hard and my box was getting wet just thinking about it. I reached Jim's office in record time and parked in the back, just in case his boss happened to drive by. I let myself in through the back door with the spare key Jim had at home. The office was pretty dark except for a night light in the hall and the light coming from under Jim's office door. I walked up to his door and removed my coat and flung the door open. My eyes could not believe the sight before me. There was Jim, naked, sitting in his chair with his secretary deep-throating him. They never even heard me come in they were so involved. He had a hold of her head and was driving down on his shaft at a furious pace. I could see he had her hands bound behind her back and her ass had red marks of handprints on it. "Come on you slut, suck my cock," he blurted out as he jammed her head onto his staff. "I'd hate to have to fuck your ass again to make you obey me," he shouted. Then I saw his eyes roll back into his head as he loaded her mouth with cum. She was gagging and struggling to swallow it all, but it escaped from the corners of her mouth and dribbled down onto her tits. He then smacked her face and said, "I told you not to waste it bitch!!" By the time his cock had fallen out of her mouth, he looked up and saw me standing there. He threw her back on the floor and jumped up, "Victoria!! What are you doing here?" The poor little slut couldn't even get up with her hands bound behind her and she just lay there whimpering. "I guess this is why you haven't had time for me, Jim," I said as he tried to make excuses. "I want a divorce!!!" I screamed as I grabbed my coat and left for the back door. I drove home while tears welled up in my eyes wondering where I had gone wrong. In the back of my mind, I was grateful we hadn't fucked in such a long time, lord know what kind of disease I would have to worry about. I got home and packed a bag and got dressed and left. I drove to the city and got a room at the Holiday Inn. I cried for a couple of hours and then said, "That's enough!!" I thought a jog might help, so I put on my bodysuit and pulled some shorts over it. I never wear a bra or panties when I jog, they retain too much perspiration. I saw a sign as I jogged that pointed to a park, so I headed in that direction. About half way through the park, it began to pour down rain and I headed for a tunnel I saw in the distance. It was very dark in the tunnel, but at least it was dry. I stood just inside the entrance to the tunnel and watched the rain come down. I heard a noise behind me and I jumped. Just then a cat ran past me and out into the rain. "Whew, that was something," I said out loud. I heard a male voice behind me say, "yes it was" and a hand clamped over my mouth and pulled me back into the shadows. About half way through the tunnel, there was a doorway which led to a room. There was an awful stench in the room and after the heavy metal door clanged shut, a flashlight came on shining right into my face. "Listen close cunt," a husky voice said, "You will do as I say and if you don't, you will die." My heart raced wildly and I nodded my head yes. "If you scream, I will gag you and punish you as well." It was hard for me to find words as my heart was beating in my throat. "Please don't hurt me," I pleaded. "I won't promise you won't get hurt, but if you cooperate it will hurt less, do you understand?" My heart sank, "Yes" was all I could muster. He moved away from me and I heard some clanging behind me. I bolted for the door and he quickly subdued me. "I told you cunt, COOPERATE." He lifted me up off the dank floor and took me over to the wall where I could make out metal chains hanging there. He tied my wrists to the chains and they were spaced about 5 feet apart and it really pulled on my arms hanging like that. He went over across the room and lit one of those camping lanterns and the room came to light, it was a dank, nasty place. I could see him for the first time, he was about 6 feet tall and had ratty looking clothes on. I guess he was a homeless person who had taken up residence under the bridge. His face was unshaven and as he smiled at me, I could see his nasty teeth. He picked up a bottle of cheap wine and took a swig and then asked if I wanted one, "No thank you." He reached up on the shelf and brought down a piece of metal that had been sharpened. He came over to me and said, "Well, Miss Priss bitch, how horny are you? Cause I'm about to bust out of my pants," and he laughed. Oh my God, this pervert was actually going to fuck me and I couldn't help it and vomited on the floor at that thought. He reached over and got an old plastic milk jug filled with water and washed the vomit away and then poured some in a pan and threw it on my face to clean it off. "Let's see our prize," he said as he picked up the sharp metal piece and came towards me. I let out a scream and he slapped me hard across the face. Tears began to flow as the stinging welled up in my cheek. "Look cunt, I own you. All the screaming in the world won't help you out here, so shut the fuck up and do as you're told!" He surveyed my clothes and unbuckled my shorts and let them drop to the floor. He lifted my legs one by one and took them off and pitched them behind him. He reached down and rubbed his hand over my pubic mound, the fear in me grew. He massaged my vulva through my bodysuit and then his hand moved down towards my crotch and he unsnapped the snaps that held the bodysuit together. The cold, damp air rushed over my cunt as the suit was rolled up my stomach. He stopped for a moment and opened my vulva with his fingers to survey his prize. A wicked smile came over his face and then he continued rolling the suit up over my stomach and stopped just below my tits. He brought the crude knife up and cut at the armpits of the suit. The knife was not very sharp and he had a lot of difficulty cutting with it. The constant movement of the material caused my nipples to be massaged and they began hardening. He finally got the suit cut and threw it behind him with my shorts. Goosebumps began to accumulate over my body as the cold air hit my hot sweaty body. This seemed to turn him on and he stood back and took it all in. "Nice shaved pussy baby, do that for your rich husband?" He reached down to touch my cunt and I clamped my legs shut, again I got slapped. "Don't fuck with me cunt, you will regret it." He took his knee and spread my legs and began rubbing my vulva and alternately stroked my clit with his thumb. The fear was tremendous, but deep inside of me things were happening that I couldn't believe. My pussy started getting hot and wet and my mind was on fire. How can being violated excite me, I asked myself. But, the feelings were there and were growing fast. "My little rich cunt is getting excited," he laughed. He was right, it had been so long since Jim or anybody else had fucked me, I needed it bad! He ran his index finger up and down my pussy as his thumb caressed my clit, my body was betraying me!! He looked up and saw my eyes closed and my head limp and knew that I was his. In my mind, I could see Jim's secretary bound on her knees blowing him and the red on her ass from the slaps. I imagined it was me as this man inserted a finger in my twat. He began pumping in and out and my hips began to join his rhythm. He moved his head up and took one of my tits in his mouth, he bit it pretty hard, but it felt good. He sucked on my tit and bit on my nipple and I responded involuntarily. I need this so very bad. Before I knew it, an orgasm was building deep in my loins I exploded with a scream. My pussy juice ran over his hand as he continued finger fucking me. After he was satisfied with my performance, he withdrew his finger and I almost begged him not to. He moved back and began taking his clothes off and stood back before me naked. He had a nice cock, even though it and him were filthy. My mind blocked out the stench, all I could think of was getting shamelessly fucked. He pulled a chair over and climbed up on it. He grabbed my face in his hands and said, "You're gonna suck on it cunt and it better be good." With that he guided it towards my mouth. It was large, 8 or 9 inches and about 2 inches thick. He rubbed it on my lips at first and then my mouth opened all by itself and he inserted it. I couldn't smell the stench anymore and I sucked him greedily. He pistoned in and out of my mouth and each time I tried to accept more of his cock. The chair made it awkward because the angle was all wrong, but I imagined myself as Jim's secretary as he fucked my mouth and grabbed my hair. Before long, he was reaching the back of my throat and I relaxed my throat and took all of him. "Suck me you cunt, take it all!!" he screamed at me as I tried to swallow all of this wonderful cock. He took one hand out of my hair and lowered it to my erect tits and manhandled and squeezed it, twisting my nipple,, the pain was exquisite. I felt his cock begin to swell in my mouth and he unleashed a torrent of hot salty cum in my mouth. Like Jim's secretary, some of it oozed out of the corner's of my mouth and dripped on my tits. He continued pumping my mouth until his cock softened and then he got down off of the chair. "You give a mean blow job bitch." he said as he smiled. " But, we're not done yet." A small smile came over me, relishing the though of sexual fulfillment, it had been so long. He sat down and had a cigarette and watched me the whole time. My arms were beginning to really hurt at this point and I asked him if he could untie me. He got up and wedged a piece of iron pipe in the door so it couldn't be opened and untied me. As disgusting as he was, he had no way of knowing that I wasn't going anywhere until he fucked me! As he smoked his cigarette, I massaged my arms to get the blood back to normal. After a minute or so, I got down on my knees and moved closer to him. I reached out and took hold of his now flaccid cock and began to stroke it. "My little cunt wants some more, huh?" I just smiled and stroked his cock as it grew again. I leaned over and ran my tongue around the head of this magnificent cock and then took him in my mouth. I sucked him slowly and deliberately, not wanting him to get too excited. After all, my pussy hadn't been filled yet. After he finished his cigarette, he got up and pulled me up and locked his mouth on mine. At first I fought his probing tongue, but then I let him in and our tongues did battle. I reached down and stroked his semi hard cock as we kissed. He inserted a finger into my pussy and the heat began anew. My loins were on fire as he finger fucked me again. He gently eased a second finger in me, but when he tried a third, my vagina resisted. It had been a long time since I had been fucked and my cunt had become very tight. It brought back memories of the candle in the shower and I began to ooze. He roughly kneaded my tits and finger fucked me and kissed me, the heat was building up. When he stopped, I asked him to fuck me. He laid me on my back on a table and eased between my legs. I spread my legs wide to give him easy access, but he grabbed my ankles and pushed them over my stomach and up even with my head. I could feel my cum dribbling down the crack of my ass as I anticipated his cock in me. He grabbed both my ankles with one hand and with the other hand he massaged my clit with the head of that wonderful cock. I could feel the rubbery head of his cock against my clit. As my juices poured out of my pussy, over my ass and onto the table my mind was a million miles away. Back to a time in high school when Jim had fucked me this way on a picnic table at the lake. My body jumped as he entered me, it had been so long since a cock had been in me. He struggled at first to feed it all in, even with the juices it was tight. He finally got it all in and withdrew it half way and I felt so empty. Then he pushed it back in and began a rhythm of it. Each time he would pump me harder and each time he hit bottom, my mind moved to another dimension. It felt like his cock got larger with each forward thrust, it felt like he was entering my womb. My mind was in ecstasy, I was getting the cock I had dreamed of in the shower, only it wasn't Jim's. My body was wracked with another orgasm, this one more intense than the one before. "Fuck me, fuck me, I'm cummmmmiiinnngg!!" I screamed and a torrent was unleashed from my loins. As my orgasm subsided, his began and I fucked him as hard as he fucked me. I wanted him to fill me with cum and he did in just a few strokes more. He yelled, "Take it you cunt!!! Take it all!!!" After the last of his jism spurted into me, he collapsed on my chest and as my mind came back to where I was the stench I had blocked out of my mind returned. He rolled off of me and sat down and lit another cigarette and I dropped down and cleaned his cock with my mouth, savoring the salty taste. I couldn't believe what a slut I'd become, but I didn't want to waste it. After I cleaned him off, I sat back and rested. My mind went back to Jim and his secretary, how he had told her that if she didn't obey him he'd fuck her in the ass again. I wondered if he spanked her as he fucked her ass and that was where the red handprints on her ass came from. Suddenly, I had a thought. I looked at this disgusting looking man and my eyes drifted to that wonderful instrument between his legs and I asked him if he would come back with me. "Yeah right cunt, so you can give me to the cops." "No, I said," and I told him what had happened with Jim and that I needed his cock tonight. It took a lot of convincing, but he finally agreed. I put my clothes back on and did my best to hide the rips where he had cut it off and he got dressed and we went out. The rain had slowed and we headed towards the Holiday Inn. I made him wait around the corner until I saw that the coast was clear and rushed him into my room. Then I went to the vending machine and got a razor and shaving cream and a toothbrush and toothpaste and returned to my room. I took him by the hand and we both undressed and got into the shower. The warm water felt good on my body as I washed his grime off of me. The spent cum ran down my leg and I noticed a little blood mixed with it. "Wash yourself," I told him and he began bathing. I finished bathing and turned my attention to him, making sure that no part was unwashed. As I bathed his cock, it began to harden again and I coated it with soap and stroked it as I washed it. That wonderful tool, I thought. When I was certain it was clean, I rinsed it off and dropped to my knees right there in the shower and began to suck him. I nibbled on the head and stroked the shaft and he rolled his head back and moaned. Poor guy, it had probably been as long for him as it had for me. I slowly enveloped the head and began taking the shaft in my mouth. It was so much better clean, and with the warm water running over me it took me back to my own shower earlier tonight. I cupped his balls and rolled them around in my one hand and stroked him with the other. His cock was fully erect by now and I had to adjust my position to take it all in. Soon, he was at the back of my throat again and I could feel his cock swelling. His orgasm was so intense, he almost blew a hole in the back of my throat. There it was, that salty sweet jism again, but it still leaked from the corners of my mouth. After the last little bit dribbled into my mouth, he withdrew and with my finger I gathered what had leaked out and channeled it back into my mouth. We finished our shower and dried off and I gave him the toiletries and he set about his work. I went out and laid on the bed. I couldn't get the site of Jim and his secretary out of my head, I lay back and closed my eyes and could see the two of them. My hand moved to my bare pussy and began teasing my clit as my mind saw Jim getting his blow job. I thrust my finger inside and stopped momentarily as my finger hit my sore vagina. Soon, the pain was gone and I was finger fucking myself. I thrashed wildly on the bed as I brought myself to yet another orgasm. When I was done, I looked up to see him standing in the bathroom doorway watching. My God, he wasn't half bad after he cleaned up! He came over and took my hand and licked my fingers clean. Then he bent down and lapped my juices running out of my bald cunt. His warm tongue felt good against my hot clit and he was very gentle, not the beast he had been. In a way, I missed his roughness. He put my legs up over his back and began eating my bald pussy with conviction, pausing occasionally to suck on my clit. His arms went around the outside of my legs and began tweaking my nipples which got even harder than they were. The Jog I moaned as yet another orgasm rocked me sending a flood of my juice into his mouth which he eagerly lapped up. Afterwards, we lay side by side and he caressed my small, but erect tits and seemed to marvel at them. "Never had tits this small before," he remarked. "They're not huge, I know, but I hope you're not disappointed," I said as I hung my head slightly. "They are gorgeous," he said, "Nothing to be ashamed of, believe me." I asked him if he would be willing to indulge me, and he said as long as he got to have me again, sure. I got the tie off my bathrobe and asked him to tie my hands behind my back. "I trust you," he said. "No," I told him, "this is something I want." He finally said ok and tied my hands behind my back. "Now, I want you to talk to me and treat me rough," I told him. He looked at me very puzzled but said ok. I told him that I had been bad and that he needed to punish me. "How?" he asked. "Throw me across the end of the bed and fuck me in the ass," I told him. "But I don't want to hurt you," he said. "Just a little," I told him "and spank my ass while you fuck it." He looked at me puzzled, and I described what had happened at Jim's office. He nodded that he understood and picked me up and threw me on the bed face first. "You fucking cunt!! You try to displease me, don't you?" "I try to please you Jim, but it's hard," I cried. "I'll show you something hard cunt!!" With that, he pulled me to my knees and pushed my legs apart and began spanking me. It really stung at first and I cried, but it felt good after the first few times. He put his thumb in my cunct and began pumping it in and out and my juices started flowing again. "You like this, don't you cunt? You're getting wet!" His thumb was moving faster now and I cried, "No, please stop, I'll be good." When he felt my cunt was wet enough, he transferred some of it to my asshole and plunged his thumb in. I jumped, Jim and I had only done this once before. After he felt he had lubed it well enough, he put the head of that glorious cock against my back door and pushed ever so slightly. The crown of his head popped in all at once and I jumped. Slowly, he inserted more and more until he had over half of it in and began pumping my sore ass with his tool. "You like this slut?" he said as he slapped my ass. "No, Jim, I'll obey, I swear." I don't think you've learned your lesson bitch!" And he picked up the pace. I felt like he would break into my stomach at any moment as he pushed harder and deeper. He alternately slapped my ass cheeks as he pushed. I could feel his cock expanding as he stretched my anal ring and he exploded into my ass. As he let loose the last few squirts, he grabbed my bound hands and pulled me up forcing his cock even deeper. It was like a fever rushing over me when my orgasm came and it felt so good I screamed but nothing came out and tears flowed down my cheeks. After he pulled out, he made me clean it off with my mouth and sat down and had a cigarette. I had never felt so violated and yet so serene. After a few minutes, I told him the rest of my sight and had him sit in the chair to finish it. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to his cock and said, "Suck it, you cunt! And you better not waste it either or I'll fuck your ass again." He began pulling me by my hair onto his cock forcing my mouth open wider and driving his cock deeper. "I said suck it cunt!! Take me into your throat and when I cum you better tighten those lips so none of it seeps out!!" I felt the shaft of his cock swelling against my tongue and I knew the time was near. I looked up and his eyes had rolled back in his head and then I felt the hot stickiness erupt in my mouth. Thankfully, he had already cum several times and it wasn't too much to swallow. As he withdrew, I licked the little bit off my lips. He untied me and we got into bed, exhausted. He got the lotion the hotel provided and coated my ass cheeks and my sore asshole and we drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, I peeked under the sheet at that wonderful cock again and went down and sucked him off again. I paid for the room for a week and he and I stayed there and fucked at every opportunity. After I sued Jim for divorce, he was more than willing to pay me whatever I wanted, because his secretary was married also and he didn't want her husband to find out. My new friend Mike, lives with me in a nice condo on the outskirts of town and this time I felt that it was meant to be. The Jogger I had finished running my daily run and was bent over, relaxing a little. I sensed someone behind me and before I could look around, I heard a muffled voice. "Don't move." I froze still bent over, my hands on my knees. I heard whomever it was come closer then I felt a hand on my ass. I jumped at his touch, not expecting it. His hand ran up and down my ass, caressing my cheeks and running a finger up and down my sweat soaked crack. My shorts weren't very long and just came to the bottom on my cheeks so he had no trouble finding bare skin. "Umm, you've got a nice ass. Ever been fucked?" I didn't answer, letting him continue massaging my butt. "Fuck, I love your ass. It's nice and firm." My back was starting to get a little sore from the position he had me in. I knew I'd have to stand up soon or kneel down. His hand moved up my leg and under the bottom of my shorts, pulling them up over my cheeks as he reached with a finger and probed at my hole. "You're hole feels great," he mumbled as he pushed a little harder against the entrance to my bowel. "I've got just the thing for you." He laughed softly as he pushed a finger slightly into my ass, making me jump again. He them removed his hand from my ass and reached up, starting to pull my shorts down over my hips. "Wait a minute. What the hell are you doing?" I asked, a slight tremor in my voice. "Hey man, I'm going to fuck you," he said, pulling my shorts a little further over my hips. I could feel the cool air hit my skin as he continued pulling my shorts down. I looked around and saw that we were out in the open and I wondered how it would look if someone came along with his guy's cock buried in my ass. "Hey, don't you think this is a little public?" I asked. He paused and I could tell he was looking around to see if anyone was around. "Yeah, I think you're right. Stand up and pull your shorts up. See those trees over there? Walk towards them and don't try anything." I looked up and saw a clump of trees about 100 yards off to my left. "You mean those trees over there," I said, pointing towards the clump of trees. "Yeah, over there. Let's go," he commanded. I straightened up and started towards the trees. I could hear his footsteps behind me as we came close to the trees. "What do we do when we get there?" I asked. "Don't worry about it. I'll show you what to do," he said, giving me a little push from behind. I stumbled a bit as I entered the trees. I walked straight ahead and soon found myself in the middle of them. "This will do," he said. "Pull your shorts down and stand over against that tree, facing it." I pulled my shorts down and kicked them off. Walking very slowly over to the tree he had indicated, I stood looking at it, naked from the waist down. I felt him come up behind me. His hands reached out and starting caressing my ass again. Then he moved closer and reached around me, under my shirt and pinched and rubbed my nipples. I felt them start to harden as was my cock but I didn't want him to see it so I moved closer to the tree and waited. "Umm, I love your body. It's so hard and firm," he whispered into my ear. "I love hard bodies." He pressed himself against me and I realized that he was naked. I could feel his hard cock between my legs, rubbing against the inside of my thighs. He took it in his hand and rubbed it along the underside of my balls. "Close your legs around my cock," he commanded. I did as he said and closed my legs, his cock caught between my legs, his head sticking out in front of me. It was then I realized he was huge. I was getting a little scared now because I thought about this monster fucking me. How was I going to stand the pain of his monster inside my ass? "Umm, that feels so good." I felt his hand on my ass again as he started running his fingers up and down my crack, spreading my cheeks apart and probing at my hole. Then he pressed against me again and whispered in my ear. "Ok, lean forward and stick your ass out towards me." I leaned towards the tree and stuck my ass out at him. I felt his hands all over my cheeks and between them, pushing and probing with his fingers, trying to get into my hole. Then I felt something wet. He spread my cheeks apart as far as he could and I felt his forehead against me then his tongue licking up and down my crack. I jumped a little at his touch but it also felt so different. I'd never had my ass licked before and I was kind of enjoying it. I felt the tip of his tongue on my hole again and again and he spit, licked and sucked on me, trying to lubricate me. I couldn't help myself. I pushed back against his tongue. He suddenly stopped and I felt his head move away from my ass. "Oh, he likes it huh? Bend over more and spread your legs." I did as he said and he started eating my ass again. I stood there, my head down a little and I could see him between my spread legs. His cock was huge and from the vantage point I was in, I could see that is wasn't only long but thick and cut. The slit on his crown was wide open and I could see some liquid between its folds as he continued eating me. He stood up and the next thing I knew, his head was pushing against my hole. I felt his hands wrap around my hips and pull me towards him. His head popped into me. I yelled out in pain. "Shut up, slut," he hissed. "Take the pain." I tried but my eyes were watering so much, I couldn't see anything and the pain running through my bowel was almost overwhelming. He pushed himself further into me, not stopping. Slowly, inch by inch, his cock filled my bowel. The pressure was tremendous but I bit my lip, as I didn't want to cry out again and let him know I was hurting. He was fully inside me now, his balls resting against my cheeks and he had me pinned against the tree in a position where I couldn't move. He pulled out then pushed back into me, sending another wave of pain through me. When he thrust into me, he pulled me back against him by my hips then pushed me away from him when he withdrew. Now he started steadily fucking me with long, slow, full thrusts hitting the end of my canal every time he thrust into me. His cock started sliding easier in and out of me as the pain subsided. I couldn't help myself and groaned quietly, hoping he didn't hear me but he leaned forward and whispered in my ear again. "You're loving this aren't you, slut? You love having a hard cock buried in your ass, don't you? Well, wait until I come and fill your ass with my hot come. You'll think that you've died and gone to heaven, it will feel so good." He started pumping in and out of me again, this time thrusting harder and faster. I found that the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me was exciting and I started pushing back against him, every time he thrust into me. "Oh fuck, you're tight," I heard him say in a hoarse voice. He pounded me for a few more thrusts and then I felt his cock twitching inside me. "I'm coming slut. Are you ready. I'm going to fill your ass with hot come and you'll love it." His cock exploded inside me, sending a river of come deep up into my bowel, warming my ass and inner thighs as he held himself against my cheeks, emptying his balls into me. He grunted loudly when he came as I groaned, hoping that he wouldn't stop. Suddenly, he pulled out of me, his head popping out of my ass, bringing with it, some of his come. It started running down my legs and between my legs, coating the underside of my balls and dripping off them onto the ground. I heard his zipper go up and I knew it was over. He had raped me but I had enjoyed it. I heard his steps fading and I finally got the courage to look around. Not seeing anyone, I tried cleaning myself up and pulled my shorts back over my sore ass. I stumbled home and entered the back door, hoping that no one was in the kitchen. I went up the stairs and down the hall to the bathroom but as I passed my son's door, I heard him on the phone. "You're kidding. My father taking it in the ass?" I stopped and listened, leaning against the wall. "My father isn't gay. Are you sure it was him?" There was a pause then a loud whoop. "You fucked my father? When? Where?" Wait a minute, we shouldn't talk about this over the phone. Lets meet in the park and you can tell me all about it." I heard him hang up and I scrambled into the bathroom, quickly closing the door. He was humming as he headed down the hall. I waited until I couldn't hear him anymore and opened the door, peering out to see if it was clear. Not seeing or hearing him, I quickly followed. I knew where he was going and I wanted to see who had fucked me so I ran around the block and caught up with him. He didn't see me and I followed him into the park, keeping my distance. He stopped and turned around, looking to see if anyone was watching him as I ducked behind a small tree. He stood there for a few minutes then went on until he reached a bench near the bridge that spanned a small creek. He sat down and waited while I moved around so I could get a good view of the bench without him seeing me. His friend, Bruce, sauntered down the path and sat down beside him. "Fuck, man. Tell me all about it," I heard my son say. "I saw your father resting after his run. He was bent over and his ass looked so good, I just had to have it," Bruce said, a big smile, on his face. "How did you get him to so it?" "I came up behind him and told him not to move. Then I started rubbing his ass and in his crack. God, he felt so good. His ass is so firm. I'm getting hard just thinking about it." My son reached over and grabbed Bruce's cock through his pants. "Go on, keep going." "Well, we moved over to a clump of trees and I had him stand against one while I pulled his shorts down. Then I ran my hand and finger up and down his crack. Then I told him to bend over more and spread his legs. I couldn't believe that he did it but I squatted behind him and started eating his ass. Christ, I'm so hard. I've got to fuck something and real quick," My son unzipped Bruce's pants and pulled his cock out of them, rubbing up and down his huge penis from his balls to his crown while telling Bruce to continue. "Well, then I stepped up and pushed my cock into his ass. He yelped a little at first then he started pushing back against me." "Are you sure?" my son asked in an excited voice. "What do you mean, am I sure? Of course I'm sure. He started to push back against me every time I thrust into him. He loved it, I tell you. He loved it and by the time I was ready to come, he was groaning and moaning, wanting me to fill his canal with hot come." "I don't believe it. My Dad, taking it up his ass. Who would have ever thought," my son said as he continued rubbing Bruce's cock. "Come on," Bruce said suddenly, standing up and pulling my son to his feet. "I've got to fuck something." He took my son's hand and pulled him into the shadows under the bridge. I moved so I could see them clearly and watched as Bruce pulled my son's pants off him, bent him over and stuck his face in his crack. I could see his tongue running up and down his crack, probing at his hole. While I watched, I remembered what it had felt like to have my ass licked and sucked and I almost felt jealous that it was my son who was getting sucked and licked now and not me. I watched, as my son bent over more, spreading his cheeks wide apart with his hands so Bruce to lick and suck his hole. Then Bruce quickly stood up and pulled his pants down, moved behind my son and between his legs, thrusting his hips forward, skewering my son on his huge pole. I heard my son grunt aloud then watched as Bruce thoroughly fucked his ass with long, fast strokes, his balls slapping against my son's cheeks every time he thrust into him. I continued watching while my mind was spinning. I had a plan. I moved closer to the two fucking young men and stopped long enough to look around to make sure no one was around. Then I crept down until I was almost next to them. I came up behind Bruce who was concentrating on what he was doing. Neither of them heard me until I stood directly behind Bruce and watched his ass clench and unclench as he fucked my son's ass. "Hold it you two," I said quietly, in almost a hiss. "Don't move." Bruce froze, his cock fully buried in my son's ass. I moved closer but made sure my son couldn't see my face. "So you two like to fuck huh? Well, how would you like to have a real man's cock deep in your ass?" Neither of them said anything. I moved closer and leaned against Bruce's back, hissing in his ear, telling him not to move. I reached around and ran my hand over my son's ass then down between them, pulling Bruce's cock out a bit from his ass. "Hmm, you've got quite the weapon there. Bet you enjoy fucking with it don't you?" I ran my hand along his cock until I reached my son's hole then ran a finger around his hole. I felt my cock starting to rise so I moved back and leaned against Bruce again. I ran my hand up and down his ass, pulling his cheeks apart to probe his hole. He groaned slightly when I touched his hole but I told him to be quiet. I took a step back. "You in front, get down on the ground on your hands and knees," I commanded, waiting for my son to get down on the ground. After he did, I poked Bruce with a finger. "You get down behind him and bury your face in his ass. I want to hear you eating his ass." Amazingly, Bruce did as he was told. I watched them for a few minutes then stepped back, pulling my shorts down over my hard cock. My son groaned as Bruce kept licking and sucking his ass. I could hear the smacks of his sucking and it was turning me on. I poked Bruce again. "OK you. Stick your ass up in the air. I want to taste it." I watched in amazement while Bruce kept sucking my son's ass and at the same time, raised his ass up, opening it up for me. I leaned down and spread his cheeks apart. His hole was there for the taking and that's exactly what I was going to do. I got down and started licking up and down his crack. He moaned when he felt my tongue push against his hole. I kept running my tongue up and down him, sucking on his hole every time I came near it. He was groaning almost constantly now as I tried to get him as wet as I could. I continued until I felt he was wet enough then I stood up. "Ok, mount him. Stick that weapon deep into his ass." I watched Bruce get behind my son and thrust his hips forward, his huge cock burying itself in my son's flesh. When he was all the way in, I stopped him. "Ok, you in front. Get down lower onto the ground but don't lose that cock in your ass." My son lowered himself and Bruce followed him, his cock still inside the young ass in front of him. "Ok, stick you ass up in and air. That's it. Higher." Bruce pushed his ass high in the air and I moved between his legs, spreading his cheeks with my fingers, pushing two of them inside him. He groaned loudly. I then pointed my cock at his hole and thrust my hips forward, entering him easily. He groaned as I pushed myself into him until I was fully inside him. "Ok, fuck him, slowly." Bruce started moving in and out of my son and as he did, his motion, made my cock slide in and out of his ass. He was so tight. I couldn't believe it. I could feel the walls of his canal as my cock slid up and down it, my head hitting the end of his canal every time he pulled out of my son. I started matching his thrusts and soon I was fucking him as he fucked my son. The three of us were groaning and moaning as we fucked and I had to tell them to be quiet. I felt Bruce's ass tighten even more, then I heard my son groan loudly. Bruce froze in place and I knew he had come. "Go ahead. Fill his ass with your come you fucker. Keep yourself in him," I said, puffing a little but not stopping. I thrust harder into Bruce and he took it all. Suddenly, my cock exploded inside his ass, sending waves of hot come deep into his bowel. He groaned as I grunted and I held myself in place, emptying my balls of all their liquid. "You've got a great ass," I said after a few minutes. "I'd fuck you whenever." I slowly pulled out of Bruce and told them to stay where they were. As I pulled my shorts back on, I stumbled and when I did, I swore. Suddenly, I heard my son's muffled voice. "Dad? Dad, is that you?" I didn't answer, thinking of a way out of this. "Dad, please answer me," I heard my son plead. I still didn't answer but I knew I had been caught. Then I thought, of what the hell, so they know its me. What's the big deal? "Yes, son, it's me," I finally said in a low voice. I watched the two of them untangle and turn to look at me. Bruce still had a hard cock and my son was flushed from the beating his ass took. Bruce had a look of smugness yet a little fear on his face while my son was just gaping at me. "Dad, why did you do that?" he asked. "I wanted to find out who had raped me this afternoon and do the same to him," I answered, moving further away from them. "I'm sorry, Mr. C," Bruce said quietly. "I saw you this afternoon and you looked so good. I'm really sorry." "Well, I think we're about even, don't you think. Anyway, instead of forcing me, you could have asked." The two of them laughed and I started to also. "I didn't know you liked cock," Bruce said, a grin on his face. "I don't, I mean I didn't until this afternoon," I said, grinning back at him. "You mean you've never had a cock up your ass before?" Bruce asked, looking directly at me. "No, I never have. Now that I have, I must admit, I enjoyed it." Bruce still had an erect cock. It was pointing at me and I was mesmerized by his size. To think that monster had been inside me this afternoon, I gulped quickly. Bruce noticed the look on my face and me staring at his cock. He reached up and ran his hand up and down his length, a grin on his face. "You're thinking you'd like to feel it in your ass again, aren't you, Mr. C?" he said. I mumbled something as he kept rubbing his cock. God, yes, I thought. I'd love to have that monster deep inside me again. I came to my senses with a start. "We can't do it here. It's too public." "I know where we can go," my son spoke up. "It's not far from here and it's very private." The two of them quickly stood up and pulled their pants on. "Come on Dad. It's not that far. We'll be there in a few minutes," my son said, leading the way out from under the bridge. I followed them and we came to an old structure. I didn't recognize it but I followed the two into the shell of the building. Inside was a small room, equipped with mattresses and lights. As I looked around, Bruce and my son were getting undressed. When I looked at them, they both were completely naked and had hard cocks sticking straight out from their groins. "Come on Dad. Take your clothes off and Bruce will fuck you. I want to watch," my son said. I slowly pulled my shirt over my head as the two of them watched me. When I pulled my shorts down and off, my cock was also standing straight out in front of me. I heard a groan come from my son when he saw it. "Geez, Mr. C., you've got quite the weapon there too," Bruce said, grinning. I just grinned back and looked over at my son. He was quite large too and I wanted him to fuck me too. "Ok boys, let's get down to it," I said as I headed for one of the mattresses. I got on my knees in the middle of the mattress and Bruce and my son followed me, one on each side of me. I reached out and grabbed my son's cock and he groaned, moving closer to me. I felt Bruce's hands on my back and I reached around and grabbed his cock too. Here I was, between two young men, holding their hard cocks in my hand and wanting them to fuck me. What was I thinking? Well, the head I was using wasn't full of brains. The Jogger As usual, she came trotting up the hill at exactly 3pm. He could almost set his watch to her. Through the corner of his eye he watched her shapely form trot delicately behind him. Today was the day. His name was Curtis, and he had recently started jogging. He used to swim, still did, in fact, but since the weather was changing for the better he thought he'd get out and about and work on his tan. Approaching 30 Curtis was aware that he needed to keep in shape. He was trim, didn't smoke, but he did like a drink now and then. He was enjoying it, this exercise, meeting fellow joggers on his way round the park. But when he first saw 'her' two weeks ago he knew that this jogging thing was him. She was stunningly gorgeous – curvaceous, firm breasts, her slim body wrapped in a tight t-shirt and wearing the skimpiest jogging shorts he had ever seen. How old was she - 24? 25? He would pretend to stall just as she jogged past him, just to gaze lustfully at her curvaceous ass, the way it jutted seductively up and down as she jogged past him. At first she didn't acknowledge his presence, then, as the days went by they would nod, and then smile before saying hi. Curtis was determined to ask her for a date, or the very least, ask her name. Who cared if she was seeing someone or not? He truly believed that she was seeing someone, for any babe that fucking sexy isn't the type to stay single. So, at 3.01 she came jogging towards him, he stretching his legs on a park bench at the top of a mild hill. She smiled when she saw him, he smiling back. "Hi!" she beamed, slowing down. "Feeling the strain, are you?" Curtis laughed. "Just a bit. I had a late night last night so, yeah I'm feeling it." "Well, we all have to let our hair down once in a while, I suppose," she replied. She now came to a complete stop, resting her hands on her hips. Curtis glimpsed her tight shorts from the corner of his eye, noticing her succulent pussy molded between the tautness of the flimsy material. My God, he thought. "Oh, I'm Curtis," he said, standing to his feet and holding out his hand. She took it, smiling. "Veronica. Please to meet you, Curtis." Veronica. Her name was Veronica. "Yeah, you too. I've noticed you jogging around here – it's always nice to see a friendly face." "Been at this long?" "A few weeks now. Thought I'd make hay while the sun shines," he said. "Yeah, it's really nice this time of year. So tell me, what did you do last night that has you struggling today?" For the first time he noticed that there was a wedding ring on Veronica's finger. "Oh, I was at a bar with a few friends. Few too many beers, the usual. It was fun." "Was it a strip bar?" she cheekily asked, grinning. "No, it was not a strip bar!" he said, feigning shock. "I am appalled you'd even ask such a thing!" "Yeah, right, mister," she said. "I've seen the way you stare at me when I jog past you – funny how you always seem to stop at the same place every day!" Curtis was genuinely embarrassed. "Why, Veronica," he began, "I merely feel the urge to ... stretch my muscle at this same spot –" "I bet you do," she said, saucily. Curtis laughed, sitting down. "It's not like that, well ... now that you mention it ..." "I thought so," she said, now facing him. She took a few steps into him, almost on top of him. Curtis tried desperately not to stare at her pussy that was now ogling him. Her perfume hit him hard, intoxicating. "Besides, why do you think I take the same route everyday too? I was kinda hoping you'd say hello." "Did you?" he asked. "Yeah," she said, adding, "you're cute." "Well, you already know what I think of you, the way I stretch my muscle an' all," he teased her, "but are you -?" He motioned to her wedding ring. "What of it?" she asked. "He's never home, anyway. I married a tycoon, which seemed like a good idea at the time. He's either away on business, or he's 'at a meeting' with his secretary." she added, waving her fingers. "I find that hard to believe," Curtis said. "Oh? Why?" "Woman like you, the way you look? Jesus, Veronica, if I woke up with you every day I wouldn't let you out of the fucking bed." She smiled. "Thanks for that. Nice to know someone appreciates me." In a bold move that would either have her slapping his face or not, Curtis raised his hand and softly placed it on her hip."You make my day every time I see you, babe," he continued. "You're sweet," she said, quietly, biting her bottom lip. "I bet you taste sweet," he replied, his hand finding her left buttock as Veronica playfully rocked to and fro. "Is anyone coming?" she asked him. "What?" Veronica, looking around her, asked Curtis. "Is anyone coming?" "Not that I can see," he said, he said, his fingers moving softly across her waist, cross the silky material towards the outline of her pussy. "Touch me," she breathed, expectantly. Curtis did as he was told, his heart thumping loudly in his chest – his fingers slid beneath her shorts between her legs and caressed the outline of her cunt. Veronica moaned. "So soft," Curtis stated, his fingers moving to and fro along her the outline of her slit. Veronica moaned appreciatively. "Yeah, oh yeah," she groaned. "It's been so long since I've been – "she trailed off, her head looking skittishly around her. No one was coming. "You're wet," Curtis noticed aloud, swiveling his finger round to scoop his fingertip beneath the folds of her flesh. He could feel her excitement through her shorts, feel her dampness seeping through. Veronica rocked uneasily on her feet. "Don't stop ..." she whimpered, pushing her hips into his sliding fingers. She closed her eyes, biting her bottom lip, momentarily lost in her lustfulness. Curtis's fingers slid faster now, almost grinding them into her pussy, now soaked through. Was he brushing off her clit? He thought so, the way she moaned. The material of her shorts was wet and sticky with her honey. The urge to stuff his face there was over-whelming, he badly wanted to feast upon what he imagined to be her delicious pussy. Would she let him eat her later? "I'm coming!" she sighed, leaning down on his fingers as her body shook with an electric orgasm. Curtis felt her body shudder as she gripped his hand between her thighs, trapping it there. It took a bit of effort but he managed to finally free it. Veronica's face, flushed red, smiled down upon the stranger who just had gotten her off. Curtis grinned back up at her, before sucking upon his finger. It tasted of her honey and damp running shorts. "Have a seat?" he asked her, patting the empty space next to him. "I think I better sit down," she said, stretching one leg over him, now sitting on his lap, both her legs on either side. "That's not what I had in mind, but ok," he said, placing his hands on her hips. Veronica reached below to tug at his throbbing erection that swelled within in his shorts. Her fingers played it awhile, she bending forward to kiss him, passing her tongue into his mouth. "I was hoping you had a big cock," she whispered, licking her lips as she massaged his erection. "I think I should repay the favor, but not here." "We could jog back to my place?" Curtis suggested. He went to playfully bite her breasts that jutted in his face. "A capital idea, sir," she said, stepping off him. A gaggle of children marched by, eyeing the couple suspiciously. Vironica smirked when she saw him sitting on the bench, his rigid cock poking up from his shorts, he doing what he could to hide his shame from the world. "Will you be able to jog with that thing in your pants?" "The question is, you naughty girl," Curtis said, adjusting himself as best he could before getting to his feet, "is whether you'll be able to jog once I finish fucking you?" Veronica smiled. "Let's hope not ..." The Jogger I remember the first time I ever laid eyes on her. I was just watching porn on my computer one afternoon and minding my own business, when all of a sudden, through my window, I see this delectable figure jog past. The woman was kind of thin and looked to be about average height. She was wearing a white tank top and black spandex leggings, and her dark brown hair was pulled into a ponytail. Whoever invented leggings must have been a man. As I watched this beauty move out of sight, I was entranced by the sight of her ass bouncing in those tight pants. I knew that I had to have her. It was another few days before I saw the young lady again. When she finally ran by once more, I jumped into my car and tailed her for a while from a safe distance. I ended up doing this a few more times over the following month, trying to find out where she lived. As it turned out, she had a house that was about five minutes away. I was tired of jerking off and couldn't wait any longer. The last time I followed her in my car, I parked right across the street. Then, I saw her pick up a key from under the front welcome mat, open the door, and replace the key. It was my lucky day. I waited a few minutes before walking up to the house and using the key to open the door. There was some noise on the second floor, so I walked up the stairs; the bedroom door was closed. I quickly burst in, and apparently, she was changing out of her jogging clothes because she was completely naked. When she saw me, she screamed, but I dashed over, grabbed her, and covered her mouth. "Shut up," I hissed. She continued to struggle, but the long run had probably drained most of her energy, and she was too tired to put up much of a fight. I took out the roll of duct tape from my jacket pocket, taped her mouth shut, and then bound her hands together over her head. I noticed that she was wearing a wedding ring. It turned me on even more knowing that I was going to have my way with some guy's trophy wife. I didn't bother with any foreplay, since I was already hard as steel and had been for the entire drive while I had been following her. So I picked the girl up and tossed her onto the bed. She tried to escape, but I mounted her quickly, moving between her legs and pinning her to the mattress. By now, she had started to panic and was whimpering uselessly into the duct tape. Whatever she was trying to say didn't matter. I unzipped my pants and pulled them down, releasing my erect, pulsing cock. She saw it and wailed even harder, tears streaming down her face. "You see what you've done to me, sweetie?" I asked. "Running around all the time in those tight clothes, showing off your body. You're such a tease. And this is what happens to teases." With that, I positioned myself at the entrance of her womanhood, conveniently wet with her perspiration, and slammed my dick inside. She gasped at the sudden intrusion, and I groaned. She felt so hot and snug -- just as good as I had known she'd be. Her body was begging to be fucked. But by this point, I'd had it with her thrashing about, so I reached back and slapped her hard. "Bitch, I told you to shut up. Don't make me bruise this pretty face of yours." She stopped fighting, and I smiled. Then I started thrusting in and out of her warm hole, going slowly at first to prolong the pleasure. She tried to look away from me, but I held her head still and forced her to make eye contact while we fucked. Despite herself, she soon started thrusting back at me, obviously wanting more stimulation. She was getting turned on, and I grinned knowingly while her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. Now, I didn't want to be a total jerk, so I decided to get her off before I finished. I reached down and rubbed her swollen clit. She moaned helplessly in response. A few more minutes of that, and she came undone beneath me. As the girl's orgasm subsided, she wearily opened her eyes to look at me again. "Well," I said, "since you came, now it's my turn. Should I give you a facial? Or should I fill your cunt?" Her eyes widened, and she shook her head pleadingly. "Not on the pill?" I laughed. "Well, that's too bad. Because I feel like knocking you up." She started struggling again, but it was a futile effort, as I had all my weight on her, and she couldn't push me off with her hands taped together. What an idiot. Didn't she know that having babies was her only real purpose in life? I pounded her harder and harder, making her tits bounce everywhere while the headboard banged against the wall. I finally got to the point of no return and shoved my cock deep inside her. "Here it comes, slut!" And then I pumped my seed into her defenseless pussy for what seemed like forever. It was incredible. The fact that she was unprotected and fertile made it even better. With all that pent-up frustration gone, I collapsed on top of my used whore, staying in her and keeping my sperm from leaking out. She was really sweaty both from the run and from the sex, but I liked it. I never wanted to leave. A few minutes later, though, I managed to get up and put my pants back on. Then I went ahead and rummaged through her purse by the side of the bed. All the cash that was there, I put into my own pocket. Then, I found her driver's license. Her name was Brianne, and she was 24 years old. "Take care, Brianne," I said, standing over her naked body. "I have your house key, so maybe I'll come back sometime." She just lay there, crying. Right at that moment, my sperm were undoubtedly swimming toward her egg. That's how I left her. I don't think she ever went jogging again. And a few months later, when I went back, her growing belly was already quite noticeable. The Jogger Drew had been working at the same site for almost two weeks now. He couldn't really complain though, as it was one of the nicer sites that he had worked at. Drew installed, and worked on security cameras, and was in the finishing stages of installing a new system on a new water treatment plant in a neighbouring town. He had some pretty nice views from up on the roof of the main building. He could basically see the whole town, but really enjoyed the view of the waterfront, and park. He especially enjoyed the views of the many women joggers that went by, and one more than the others. She jogged by at the same time everyday, right before lunch. She always had her long auburn hair tied back, wearing the same black jogging pants, and very tight black tank top. Her breasts were large on her small frame, and he loved watching them bounce while she went by. Drew could tell that she was watching him too. Since the third day, she would stop, and sit at the picnic bench that was just off the trail. The bench was set back a bit, and somewhat private from the people going by, but up on the roof, he could see everything. She would sit on the bench, look towards the roof top, then lean back so that her head rested on the table. She would rub her thighs, opening, and closing her legs, making sure to cup her sex before bringing her hands up to gently massage her large tits rubbing her nipples between her thumb, and finger. She would trail her hands further upward, and rub the back of her neck making everything seem normal. Once she finished, she would lift her head enough to look in Drew's direction with a very slight smirk on her face. Drew would get hard in an instant, but before he would have the time to leave the roof, she would stand up, and jog off, leaving him hard, and wanting. Since his job was finishing up tomorrow, he would make sure that the jogger would not leave him wanting any longer. He could see her coming up the path, her tits looking so much larger, and fuller. Drew knew that she couldn't see him from where he was standing behind the her favourite picnic table. She was getting closer, and he was getting harder. He started to rub his now almost hard cock in anticipation. There would be no teasing today. She jogged over to the table, and sat down. Like always she looked up towards the roof, and started rubbing her thighs. Drew could hear the faint sounds of pleasure coming from her soft red lips. He couldn't help but rub his cock, as she was making him as hot as ever. She was cupping her pussy now, and he could tell she was getting very turned on by the way her large nipples became hard, and visible though her top. Seeing this Drew stepped out from where he was hiding. He quietly made his way over to her, standing just in front of her. He unzipped his pants to free his hard cock. He could see that her fingers were working her clit over her pants, rubbing small circles over the engorged bud. She was really putting on a good show today. He reached out and placed his hand on her tit, while stroking his cock, noticing the sharp intake of breath from her. She looked up, gave her little smirk, and rested her head back down the table. Holy fuck, Drew thought. He could hear that there was more people out then normal on the trail, and he was standing there with one hand on his cock, and the other hand on a stranger's tit! He got so excited he grabbed her other breast. He stood there squeezing her tits, and rubbing his thumb over her nipples through her top. Her breathing quickened, as he released her tits from her top, leaned over, and ran his tongue over one nipple, then the other. She tasted amazing, he thought, as he started sucking, and biting her nipples. He wanted to taste more. He couldn't wait any longer. He put his hands under her arms, and lifted her so that she was sitting on the table. He sat down in front of her, and yanked down her pants, seeing how naughty she was by not wearing any panties. Her pussy was smooth, and very wet, her juice coating every inch of her sweet box. He pulled her forward, and could smell her intoxicating scent, He needed to taste her. Starting from her sweet ass his tongue made a trail right to her clit. He played with her ass, urging the sweet pucker to open with his tongue. She loved it. He could sense that she was playing with her nipples, bringing her more pleasure. He pushed his tongue in her, and fucked her hard with his mouth, while pinching her clit between his fingers. He spread her open with his fingers, and tasted her. She was very wet, and her juice coated his lips, and chin. He removed his mouth, stood in front of her, and rammed two fingers in her tight box, keeping rhythm with her heavy breathing. Drew could tell she needed a release. While his fingers worked her pussy, he slid his baby finger in her ass. Rocking back and forth with both of her holes filled, he brought his mouth down on her clit. Drew opened his mouth and started to suck, and nibble on her, while she kept grinding her clit into him. Soft and gentle at first, then harder, and faster. Her orgasam was strong as she bucked against Drew's hand, and moaned quietly as the people went by. She was drenched from her cum, and Drew's mouth. After quickly catching her breathe, she got up, and stood in front of him. She immediately wrapped her hand around his shaft, already pumping, and stroking. She opened her mouth, as Drew fed her his pussy soaked fingers. She sucked hungrily, and knelt in front of him. She was still stroking his cock, but now her mouth was on him. She took the length of him in her mouth, and sucked hard. Her hot tongue played with the tip of his dick, as she played with his balls. Harder, and faster she stroked, and sucked. Sucked, and stroked. She stood up, and leaned over, kissing Drew hard. Her tongue opened his mouth, and he could taste his precum, and her juice together. She bit at his lower lip, straddled him, and impaled her hot pussy on his cock. She rode him fast, brushing her tits against his chest. He could hear the people on the trail, and that just made his cock harder. He grabbed her ass, squeezing her cheeks. She was so wet, that he was able to slip his thumb in her sweet ass. She started riding him faster, and harder. He was almost ready to cum, when she removed her pussy from his cock, and replaced it with her mouth, continuing to suck, and stroke him. Within seconds Drew was coating the back of her throat with his thick cum. She took all of it, while continuing to stroke his cock gently. She made sure to lick his balls, and shaft clean, before kissing him deeply. He watched as she pulled up her soaking pants, and pulled down her top over her tits. He sat there as she put her fixed her hair, gave him a big smile, and jogged off down the trail. It was a couple of minutes later when he could hear people getting close again, that he zipped up his pants, and headed back to the site. He needed to make sure that his special camera got everything. He was going to miss this worksite. The Jogger (A Foot Fetish Tale) I had just sat down at the picnic table in the local park, when I heard a noise that caused me to turn around and look. I thought I was the only one at the park that morning, but apparently not. Hoping to do a little bird photography but looked like maybe not. I sipped my coffee with a disgruntled look on my face. A young woman walked past me. She put on some earphones and started to jog off. Her calves were so perfectly formed. I watched as she took step after step, then jogged out of sight. I quickly turned back around and grabbed my camera in search of some of the native wildlife to take photographs of. My mind was not however inclined to join me. It still had visions of the lovely young woman with the seemingly perfect calves. My mind drifted off to thoughts of sweaty feet and sneakers. Socks getting soaked with delicious sweat. I soon found myself drooling over feet that I had not even had the pleasure of seeing. I felt a bit foolish. Again I tried to return to takings pics, when all of the sudden I heard the pitter patter of jogging feet approaching. With my camera still stuck to my right eye, I spun around quickly. Snapping pic after pic after pic as the lovely calves ran by me for the second time. Happy with myself i smiled like a cat that had just caught a canary. I turned around where there was some shade from my own head to view the pics I had just taken on my barely new digital camera. As I viewed the pics I could feel my mouth starting to drool and my limp member begin to stir. Suddenly I heard the sound of jogging feet in the near distance. I whirled back around and the young woman stopped by a nearby water fountain to get a drink. As she drank I stared at her calves and her sneakers trying to imagine what her feet looked like and smelled like...dare I even think what they tasted like? Perhaps. The young woman walked over and sat in a small spot of grass near the kiddie sprinkler fountain. She sat there for a few moments so still. I took the liberty of snapping a few more pics of her feet in her dirty sneakers. She leaned back on her elbows and I watched as she moved her feet from one side to the other in some sort of strange rhythm. My eyes following each time. Left to right, right to left... After a minute the young woman sat up and began to remove her shoes. She took each one off slowly and placed it beside her in the grass. Her socks were a pristine white. They looked brand new, but in my mind they didn't smell new. Oh how id love to be able to smell her odorous socks. My mind began to daydream for a few seconds, til I noticed she was taking off her smelly,sweaty socks. She tucked them inside her sneakers. Her feet were perfect. They looked delicious glistening in the afternoon sun. The young woman got up and walked over to the kiddie fountain and walked around in the shallow water that had collected at the bottom. All I could do was stare at her feet and her socks tucked neatly inside her jogging shoes. After a few moments of being in the water, the young woman returned to the grass and retrieved her shoes. I watched intently out of the corner of my eye as she slowly made her way to her car. Then it happened. A most glorious thing happened. One of her socks fell out of the sneaker it was tucked into. My heart jumped for joy. It was all I could do to keep from running over to collect the dropped sock. So I sat and watched as the young woman started her car and drove slowly down the driveway of the park until she was totally out of site. I couldn't believe my luck. This had to be one of the best days of my life. After a minute or so, I got up and casually walked over to where the sock had lain. Slowly I bent down and picked it up. I decided not to smell it out of fear of someone may be watching me, so I tucked it inside my jeans pocket and went to sit inside my car. Once inside my car I took out the sock and put it near my nose. i could smell the young womans sweat mixed with some sort of lotion or perfume. It was a heavenly smell indeed. the excitement of having the sock in my very hands was almost too much for my growing member to handle. It soon was begging to be let out of my jeans and I could feel the pressure of the zipper against it. I peeked around, to make sure no one else was around or near my car. I slowly unzipped my jeans and my throbbing cock sprang forth like an arrow shot from a bow. Shiny precum covering the head. I took a deep breath and inhaled the young woman's essence once more. I began to feel the hint of the horizon of my impending orgasm. I took the sock and slipped it over my hardened cock. I shuddered at first just feeling the cloth against the slick flesh of my dick. I then began to give myself a handjob right there in the car with the lovely smelly sock carefully covering my dick as I stroked it. Harder and faster, then slow...faster and harder...a fever pitch was reached and soon my poor cock exploded and its contents went right into the sock. a few drips leaked on to my carpet before I could slide the sock into a small plastic bag I happened to have in the car at that moment. After regaining my composure I put the bag on the floor and put my happy cock back into my pants and zipped it up happily. Then I started to car to drive home, to where I would wash the sock and be able to relive that moment over and over again. The Jogger "Ok, whose going to fuck me first," I asked, looking from one to the other. "I've already had the pleasure so why don't you let you son there, have the first go," Bruce said, moving away from my grip slightly. I looked at my son and saw a man, not a son, sitting beside me, his hard cock in my hand. He leaned towards me and kissed me. It took me by surprise. He leaned in again and when our lips met, our mouths opened and our tongues starting snaking into each other's mouth, exploring and sucking on each other's tongue. This was a first too. I had never kissed a man before and this was exciting. I pulled him against me as our lips ground against one another. I felt Bruce's hands on my back, rubbing my shoulders and down my spine, sending a shiver through me. Slowly, my son and I sank to the mattress, him on the top, our lips never parting. Then I felt my legs being pulled apart. The next thing I knew, my knees were up over my head and my son was pushing his hard cock into my ass. It hurt a little but nothing like this afternoon. I grunted when he entered me as he pushed his whole length into me. I felt Bruce's hands hold my legs up in the air as my son started pumping in and out of me. He wasn't as big as Bruce was but he still filled my canal with his girth. He started slowly then speeded up until his balls made a hideous noisy slapping sound against my upturned thighs. I couldn't see his face because my knees blocked my view but I knew he was enjoying this. I quickly looked up at Bruce and indicated that I wanted him to come closer. When he did, he knew exactly what I wanted. He straddled my head and his cock slid into my mouth until I almost gagged. Another first. My first cock in my mouth. I sucked the best I could as my son pounded my ass. Suddenly, I heard a small squeal then my ass got very warm as my son came inside me, sending come deep into me. I sucked harder on Bruce's cock and he groaned before pulling it out of my mouth. "Oh no, Mr. C., let's not waste it. I want to come in your ass," Bruce said as he got up off me. My son let me lower my legs as he pulled out of me and moved aside to make room for Bruce. Soon, I was full of Bruce's monster with him thrusting in and out of my greasy, wet ass with ease. "Fuck Mr. C., you feel better than this afternoon. Your ass is so tight." I suddenly saw my son above me, his cock hanging down between his legs. I reached up and pulled him down to me and opened my mouth. He thrust himself into me and I sucked on him, tasting him and me as Bruce thoroughly fucked my ass. It didn't take long for Bruce to come. I remembered he hadn't come inside my son earlier so I wasn't surprised when I felt his cock twitch and spurt hot come deep into me, mixing with my son's. He grunted, as I groaned when he came. "Fuck Mr. C. That was great. I could fuck you forever," Bruce said after he had pulled out of me. The come inside me started gushing out and I felt it running down my legs as I sucked my son's cock. I lowered my legs completely and took my son's cock out of my mouth, taking a deep breath. After a few minutes, I was breathing normally again. "Fuck that was great," I said, looking from one to the other. "I never thought I would like having a big cock deep inside my gut but I got to tell you, it did feel great." Both of them were grinning. I stretched my legs and rolled over on my side facing them. "How long have you been doing this son?" I asked, looking at him. "Since high school. Bruce and I started in our senior year." "Any you Bruce?" "Since I was fourteen. I fucked my mother regularly and one night, my dad caught us. He made me fuck him that night and almost every night after that." We were quiet for a few minutes then Bruce turned to me. "Mr. C., how much did you enjoy that?" he asked, moving closer to me, a funny look on his face. "Very much why what did you have in mind?" "Are you interested in meeting some of our friends? We have a small group who like to get together." This was getting serious but I thought how bad could it be. "Sure, when and where?" "How about in about an hour," Bruce said. I looked at the two of them and then just nodded. "OK, you want to stay here and we'll be back real quick." I watched the two of them disappear and wondered to myself, after they had left, what I was doing here. I looked around the old building. I got up and wandered around a little then I heard some voices. I froze and looked for some place to hide. Then I heard my son's voice and I relaxed. Three other young men came in with Bruce and my son. We were quickly introduced and I found myself feeling a little inconspicuous in that I still had nothing on and the three new men were staring at my cock. Just seeing their eyes, checking me out made my cock start to twitch and rise. Upon seeing that I was getting a little excited, it didn't take long for all five of them to shed their clothes and move towards me. "Bruce tells me you like a hard cock up your ass," the one introduced as JC said, moving closer to me and running his hands across my shoulders. "Yeah, Bruce says your ass is nice and tight," the smaller one of the five said as he moved closer to me and took his place on the other side of me, running his hands up and down my back and over my cheeks. Bruce walked over and took a hold of my now hard cock and squatted in front of me, taking it in his mouth sucking on it noisily. I felt a hand reaching between my cheeks and a finger run along my crack. I groaned softly at the touch and the feeling of Bruce's hot mouth on my cock. I looked over at the other two and they were watching the three of us. Just then, I felt the hands on my shoulders pushing me down onto the mattress. I sank down and found my self on my back, looking up at five very hard cocks above me. No one said anything but I found two of them, one for each hand. I pulled them down to me, and started rubbing up and down their lengths. They were both about average size and I pumped them as I watched JC move around behind my head. He knelt down with his knees on either side of my head and leaned forward, his cock inches from my lips. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth just as JC lowered the head of his hard cock into my mouth. I sucked on it while still pumping the other two cocks. Soon, I heard moans and groans coming from the three of them. "See, I told you he liked cock," I heard Bruce say. "I'll show you what else he likes." I felt my legs going up in the air and a tongue pushing on my hole. Then, just as I felt JC move a little, just enough to take my mind off what Bruce was doing to my ass, I felt a hand grab my cock and start to pump it. Next thing I knew, a hot mouth engulfed me and started sucking and licking, concentrating on my head, circling it's tongue around my crown and under the lip. It split my slit open and licked the liquid from it then I felt the back of a throat as my head hit it. Then I felt Bruce's tongue leave my hole and crack, the cool air hitting it. It didn't last long as Bruce pushed his hard cock into my ass in one full thrust. I grunted from the invasion and the pressure but it felt so good, I tried to push against him but I was pinned by the four others so I couldn't move. Bruce started fucking me with long, full strokes, filling my canal completely every time he thrust into me. I felt one of the cocks in my hand start to spurt come and it landed on my stomach and whoever was sucking my cock. The other came soon after, adding his juices to the mass on me. JC was still fucking my mouth and it wasn't long before he came, sending a wave of hot, sticky liquid down my throat. I wasn't prepared for the amount and I gagged a little until he pulled his cock out of my mouth a little but emptied his balls into me. Bruce was really fucking me now. His thrusts were shorter but faster and I could hear him grunting from the exertion. Some I felt him come inside my ass and hold himself against my cheeks until he was finished. He quickly pulled out and whoever was sucking my cock, took his place, plunging his weapon into me in one thrust. Bruce took over sucking my cock and JC pulled out of me. I turned to look at the cock still in my hand and pulled it to my mouth, engulfing it, licking and sucking on it as hard as I could while my ass took a good reaming from whoever was fucking me. Each of them took a turn fucking me. I don't know how long I was on my back but my muscles ached from the pressure and I finally had to stop them and lower my legs. I groaned as come ran freely out of my sore ass while I rolled over onto my stomach to relieve some of the aching. Just as I started to relax, hands started caressing my cheeks and rubbed some of the come into them. I knew what they wanted but I wasn't sure if I was up to it. "Wait a minute, fellas. My ass is pretty sore. Maybe some other time we can get together and you all can fuck me again," I said, half rolling over to look at them. But there was no stopping them. "Ah come on Mr. C. We all want your ass again. Look around. Five healthy, hard cocks waiting to be buried in your ass hole. Our balls are full of hot come and they need to be emptied," one of them said. "Not today," I answered but to no avail. "What do you think fellas? Should we let him off the hook and wait for another day?" "Shit, I'm ready now and with all that come oozing out of him, it should be real easy to get into him," one of them said as the hands started on my cheeks again. Someone grabbed my hips and raised my ass in the air while someone else pinned my hands and arms to the mattress. Two other held onto my ankles as someone, I assumed Bruce from the size of the cock that entered me, mounted me, fucking me with long steady strokes. I was in a lot of pain now and I tried to move away but they had me pinned so I couldn't. Suddenly I heard a loud grunt and felt come spurting up into me again. I groaned softly, as the next one took his turn. All told, I was fucked ten times and after, I wanted more but knew I couldn't, my ass was just too sore. They let me stand up which I had trouble doing, my legs shaky at best while they all started to get dressed. I looked around at the five of them and they had satisfying grins on their faces as they watched me, a tremendous amount of come running down the back of my legs, pooling behind me on the floor. "See you next time, Mr. C." they called as they headed out the door. They left me, still completely naked and stunned but I managed to get my clothes on me and get home to sit in a warm bath. After about an hour of soothing warm water surrounding my butt, I felt strong enough to get out. I had just gotten dressed when my son came home. "You were terrific," he said, a big smile on his face. "The guys couldn't stop talking about how your ass felt and how easy it was to fuck it, once all that come was inside you. They want to do it again, real soon." "I bet they do and I'd like to but I need some time to get rid of the soreness and then, maybe we can talk about it." "Ok, Dad. Let me know and I'll tell the guys," he said, heading off to his room, closing the door behind him. I waited and then listened at his door while he was on the phone. "Yeah, he wants to do it again but he'll let us know when. Fuck, wasn't that great?" I walked away and wondered how the hell I had gotten into this. By the way, I still jog and I keep my eyes open for someone sneaking up behind me now, not that I wouldn't mind. I meet with the young men about twice a month and get thoroughly fucked by all five of them. I've even had the chance to fuck a couple of them too, but that's another story.