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Oasis Pool Club Ep. 05

By: tanyastoes



To my readers: Thanks for checking out my story! I hope you like it and find it as much fun to read as I have found it to write. I appreciate any comments or suggestions. Stay tuned for the last few chapters!

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Another day, another boner... Matt reflects as he walks into work. This is his fourth day as a lifeguard at the Oasis Pool Club, but his first three have been anything but ordinary. Just yesterday, he had anal sex with a coworker in front of his boss before putting his dick in an elaborate pool pump so he could jizz in the pool water. Not your typical summer job.

The Oasis Pool Club is really a sex club of sorts. The owner (Diane) has been running the club for years. Its all male clientele pay top dollar membership fees to enjoy the carnal talents of the young lifeguards Diane hires. Each year, she hires all new staff with one exceptional girl to be invited back as head lifeguard the following summer. Up until Matt, she has hired all female lifeguards. She also has a masseuse named Lin who provides the men with rubdowns and happy endings.

Lin is studying chemistry and biology in grad school and also takes care of keeping the pool chemicals at the correct levels. Matt suspects Lin might be a borderline genius.

Diane was put into a pickle though as the town Mayor, Vivian Johnson (also Diane's long time rival), decided to make a political fiasco out of closing down the Oasis Pool Club. Vivian's basis is that the pool has unsanitary conditions. Diane knows that her husband, Ted, is a long time member and she suspects that Vivian somehow finally discovered this fact.

Diane and Lin have come up with an elaborate plan to thwart Vivian. It involves a potion called the cumcoction, invented by Lin. The chemical makeup of the cumcoction bonds with male sperm upon digestion. If a female comes in contact with the sperm, it unleashes an animal desire for more. The effects are magnified if the semen is put inside the female's body. The male is able to exert powerful psychological influence upon his target by putting more cum inside her. According to Lin, full control can be obtained by releasing the affected sperm inside the female's stomach, vagina, and rectum. This is the goal to change Vivian's mind.

These thoughts swim in his head as he arrives. Today should be a normal day of lifeguarding – sit by the pool and make sure no one drowns.

Matt approaches the front gate, then notices it is already open. Brittney must have gotten here early. Matt enters the club and heads around the corner to the Men's room. Sure enough, he can hear soft moaning coming from one of the stalls. He sees a man's legs with gray pants around the ankles facing the back wall of that stall. Each one of the bathroom stalls is equipped with a gloryhole that opens into the woman's room. Matt suspects the head lifeguard, Brittney, is on the other side servicing the dick connected to the legs.

He passes the bathroom stalls and walks up to his locker. The moaning increases in pace. Matt casually changes into his lifeguard uniform, which is a pair of white board shorts with a red plus on one thigh. The change takes him a few minutes, but in that time, he can clearly make out faint gagging sounds coming from the other side of the wall.

Now Matt can hear the man's voice. He can't make out the words, but he recognizes the low tone. Sounds like Brit's about to finish him off...

Again, Matt's prediction proves true. As he closes his locker, -SLAM- , he can hear the man's voice increase in pitch, then change from indistinguishable murmurs to grunts. Then silence.

Reflecting on his strange job situation, Matt exits the men's room to find Lin skimming the pool. Lin is a sexy, small asian woman. Her black bikini hugs her toned but curvy body under her short, thin robe. She looks up at him and smiles fondly, waving. Matt waves back. He reaches his chair and leans on it, covertly watching the bathroom exit.

A man dressed in a disheveled gray suit comes out of the exit red-faced. The man strides past Matt without acknowledging him. He doesn't seem embarrassed, just in a hurry. Probably late for a board meeting.

A few moments later, the head lifeguard, a tall, leggy blonde, steps out of the women's room exit. Matt loves the scenery here provided by his co-workers and Brittney is a perfect example. Although Brit isn't naked, her lifeguard uniform leaves little to the imagination. It is a skimpy white bikini that barely covers Brit's private parts. Matt smiles at her and she smiles as she walks over toward him.

"Hi Matt!" She leans in for the hug.

Matt embraces her with a peck on the cheek. He can feel the warm, soft skin of her breasts squish against his chest. "Morning, Brit! I see you've had an early start." He holds her by the shoulders at arm's length, allowing his eyes to linger on her plump, perky C-cup tits. Although they are covered by the tiny bikini, he can see their full shape and even the bumps of her nipples.

"Yeah," Brit sighs, "Mr. Thicke had an early flight, so I met him here first thing." She giggles. "He has a superstition about flying with full balls. I emptied them for him... twice!" Brittney seems to take pride in her blowjob skills.

"Well, he seems relaxed now." Matt chuckles.

They both notice the sharp sound of dress shoes on the concrete. Another man wearing a suit is heading into the bathroom.

"Looks like I'm gonna have a busy day..." Brit turns and head back into the women's room.

Matt watches her tan ass jiggle as she goes. It is not fat enough to be sloppy, but still has some jiggle to it, which he admires. What a hottie! Once she disappears, he climbs the chair and settles into place.

During the next hour, it is business as usual around the club. A few more lifeguards (all very sexy young females) enter the bathroom / shower area and the sauna. Several men come into the club and follow the women around, then leave alone looking more relaxed. A short, bald man approaches Lin. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they head into the massage room, leaving Matt alone by the pool.

He hears a faint sound like stiletto high heels on the sidewalk. It gradually gets louder until it is unmistakable: definitely very tall, uncomfortable shoes clicking on the concrete of the sidewalk and now the pool deck. Suddenly, the sound stops and Matt feels a pair of eyes burning into the back of his head.

He turns and almost falls out of his chair. Veronica, the mayor's daughter is standing by the edge of the pool, staring at him. Her long, red hair stirs in the breeze. The expression on her face is a strange mix of disgust and desperation, as if she is completely grossed out by the idea of even being near this pool but at the same time, overwhelmed with an unyielding desire for something Matt can't quite put his finger on.

She is dressed professionally: a tight, conservative length navy blue skirt with a low-cut matching blouse. The skirt tapers to hug her curvy hips and her substantial cleavage seems barely contained. Her pale, freckled chest bulges out in stark contrast to the rest of her dark attire.

Veronica stands tall in the harsh morning sunlight. Her fishnet stockings and almost stripper-height strappy high heels somewhat clash with the rest of her outfit, but also somehow are fitting. She toes the line between professional and slutty.

Overall, Veronica looks like a hot bitch. She is only a few years older than Matt. If he saw her on the street, he would have a hard time not rating her at nine or higher. Her gaze is locked with Matt's and she continues giving him the evil eye as she starts toward him. He watches her soft, round cleavage ripple with each step. Veronica's heels clip against the hard surface of the pool deck. Matt thinks the sound is official or authoritarian in some way.

"Well, well, a male employee at the Oasis? This has got to be some kind of mistake." Her words practically drip with a pretentious tone. Veronica's emerald eyes blaze at him.

Matt considers returning her snarky comment, but decides to play it cool for now. "No mistake, Miss Dee is an equal opportunity employer."

"And what exactly is your employment status?" she asks, obviously trying to trick him into saying something condemning.

"I'm Matt, the newest lifeguard here." Matt's tone is matter-of-fact.

"And why would the owner of the pool hire more lifeguards when there never seems to be anyone swimming here?" Veronica squints up at him. She stops walking directly below his chair.

Matt peers down at her with an even better view of her expanse of cleavage. He can see the lacey edge of her purple bra inside her blouse. "Why just yesterday, you were in the pool yourself. A private pool is required to have a lifeguard on staff whenever the pool is occupied."

His mind flashes back to yesterday, when Veronica and her mother, Vivian (the mayor), had toured the facility in a publicity stunt. They hoped to draw attention to the pool and its seedy clientele, but Diane used their visit as an opportunity to expose the mayor to Matt's mind-altering semen. Matt drank the cumcoction and while Vivian dipped in the pool, Lin hooked his dick up to the pool's water circulation system. He climaxed, sending a good amount of cum into the pool. Veronica also happened to be in the water when his jizz was circulated. His sperm had affected both women.

Matt, now staring down Veronica's blouse, remembers how he had watched her and her mother changing and seen them in various stages of undress. Both women were gorgeous in their own ways. Veronica carries the second biggest set of tits he had ever seen (Diane's are just slightly bigger). Staring at them now, he could feel himself becoming aroused.

Veronica catches him ogling her. She puts her hands on her hips. "Yea, I was swimming in my bikini. I guess you didn't get enough of a look then!" she sneers.

Matt chuckles. "Hey, if you didn't want me to look at your cleavage, you should have worn something more concealing."

Her face flashes red. She takes a step up onto the first rung of the chair, becoming angry. "You are so fucked!" she rages. Her jugs are now practically in his lap. Matt's semi-rigid dick sits against the inside of his thigh on the left leg of his shorts. As she steps closer to him, her right breast presses against his member. "My mother and I are gonna destroy this place." She raises a finger to wag at him for emphasis. "You, Diane, Lin, this whole fucking place!" With each person she lists, Veronica gestures abruptly, causing her tits to jiggle.

Matt sits calmly in his chair looking down at her. He can feel his cock swelling in his shorts, becoming more rigid. She must feel it pressing against her...

"Go ahead and do whatever you hafta do. Diane is a smart woman – smarter than you or your mother." He smiles calmly. "I think it's you who are fucked..." Matt purposefully flexes his dick. He sees it press into her skin and push her tits together slightly more.

Veronica looks down to see what is poking her. Matt is now sporting a semi-firm erection. The ridge of his wide head is visible through the shorts.

She snaps her head up and wrinkles her nose, sneering at him. "Oh, look, am I arousing you?" Veronica looks back down and puts her hand around his shaft over his shorts. She digs her fingers into the fabric to grip his girth. "Is this what's gonna fuck me-EEE?!"

For a brief moment, Veronica is caught off guard by the size of the concealed cock in her hand. Her eyes flash wide briefly, but she regains her composure. The snotty façade returns.

Matt barely notices her abrupt mood shift with her touch to his crotch.

"You better be careful, Veronica," he says through gritted teeth. An uncontrollable rush of arousal causes his bulge to lurch below his thin shorts. He watches her grip him over the fabric. "I'm sure you wouldn't want to start something you can't finish..." 

Using her other hand, she deliberately traces her fingers back and forth over the ridge of his head. This drives Matt wild.

She smiles caustically. "Oh, I intend to finish you. As a matter of fact, my mother and I will see to it that your ALL finished..."

With that, she steps back down. Her huge globes jiggle again as she impacts the floor. Matt can feel his cock raging in his shorts, now a noticeable tent. He tries to calm down.

"Well, I think I will have another swim, just so you aren't COMPLETELY useless today." Veronica turns, heading for the bathroom. "I hope I don't find anything amiss on my way..." she looks back, then rounds the corner out of sight. In her mind, she is relishing the fact that she has left him with blue balls.

Matt's mind races beyond his incipient hard-on.

Shit! That bitch is bound to find someone sucking or fucking in that bathroom. There are gloryholes, group showers, all kinds of illegal activity... He tries to think fast: I need to keep her occupied. If I drink the cumcoction, then get my cum in her, I can make her leave without causing a fuss...

He sits, trying to think of any other way. Nothing comes to mind. Checking his pocket, he finds the small cumcoction vial that Lin had given him yesterday. There is no other way...

Finally, he springs into action. Matt jumps out of the chair and follows after Veronica...

Matt comes face to face with the door to the women's room. He tries to remember: Is Sam in here with that tall black guy? Or did she leave? When was the last time I saw Brit? Are they both in here fucking some random members???

He can't remember. He had seen guys and girls going in and out a lot already today. It seemed busier since they were closed for "business" yesterday.

After a deep breath, Matt pushes the door open.

This is his first time in the women's room. He always assumed it would be as dank and dingy as the men's side. It was not. The walls are freshly painted and there is a pleasant almost floral scent. He does not immediately hear any suspicious moaning or grunting. No slapping sound of flesh on flesh. Matt cautiously approaches the toilet stalls.

In the third stall, he sees Veronica's feet. There are her unmistakable strappy high heels (with her feet in them) sitting side-by-side. They appear dainty for some reason to Matt. He also sees a pair of purple panties bunched around the ankles. She appears to be peeing, but Matt doesn't see her skirt.

He approaches the stall slowly, trying to be quiet. Now he stands at the door. She is just on the other side, maybe going to the bathroom, maybe changing... If he didn't act fast, she might discover some obvious sign of the blatant sexual activity here: maybe she finds a dried pool of cum, maybe she hears a moan of ecstasy, HOLY SHIT, what if someone puts their dick through her gloryhole! He had to act immediately...

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the small glass vial. There's no turning back now... He removes the cap and downs the cumcoction in one quick move. I think I'm finally getting used to that taste...

Matt turns the handle on the stall door, and then pulls the door open.

"Gaaahhhh!" Veronica gasps in surprise. Her hands slide between her bare thighs, covering her pussy before Matt can even tell if she shaves. She is sitting on the toilet with her panties around the ankles of her high heeled feet. Her skirt hangs on the wall, but her blouse is still on. "What the fuck are you doing here?!" she sneers at him.

Matt smiles, stepping into the stall. "Oh, don't get up, Veronica. I can see you are busy..."

Her face flushes a deep red as she looks up at him. Her eyes are filled with scorn, but there is that desperation again...

"I didn't want you getting lost around here. It can be a very surprising place," Matt says coyly.

"I did just fine yesterday. As you can see, I've found my way around. So, if you'll excuse me..." Veronica keeps her hands in place, but nods her head in a dismissive gesture.

Matt chuckles and pulls the shoe-string bow tied at the top of his shorts holding them closed. The bow gives easily and his shorts fall open. Matt's protruding member is now the only thing holding up his shorts. "I think I'll stay just where I am." He stares down at her.

"Oh, Mr. Lifegaurd, I don't think you wanna do this..." she cautions him, her lips curling into a slight smile.

"Its Matt..." he tugs his shorts down "and yes, I do want to do this."

Veronica gasps loudly and her hands go from covering her pussy to covering her gaping mouth. Bobbing between them is Matt's large dick. It is still mostly firm from when she teased him by the pool. Veronica can't pull her eyes away from his thick, knobby cock. Her gaze moves along its veiny length and then to his head. It is the size of a Clementine orange.

Matt doesn't miss the chance to peek at her now exposed labia. He can tell she grooms carefully. Her pussy lips are narrow and a few shades pinker than her pale thighs and belly. Perfect, looking soft and bare...

"Matt... I... I..." she stutters, stunned, her deep green eyes wide.

"I think you came here looking for something..." Matt smiles. He shuffles forward. His looming cock lunges toward her. As his large head approaches Veronica's face, she sits back on the toilet seat, horrified. To Matt's surprise (and Veronica's), her hands move seemingly against her will, reaching out and taking ahold of his turgid shaft just behind Matt's swelling dickhead. Her eyes rise.

Matt sighs when her fingers close around his flesh. His blood is thumping in his temples, surging through his body.

Veronica stares up at him, annoyed. "What do you think you are doing?" Her tone is indignant. Her lips are painted bright red and they gape open inches away from his dickhead.

Matt stares down at her juicy mouth. "I'm giving you what you were looking for." He places a hand on the top of her head, gripping her ginger curls, and pushes his bulbous tip against her wet lips. "Now, open..."

Her eyes go cross at him for a second as Matt smears his dick head against her mouth, then she drops her gaze and opens her jaw. Her crimson lips spread around his spear-head. They turn slightly pinker as his tapered head stretches them. His head slips in.

"That's it..." he keeps pushing with pressure from his hips. "Mmmm..." Matt moans when he feels her wet tongue against his cum hole.

Matt's cock head slides past Veronica's lips. They are now wrapped around his thick shaft, stretching. Veronica breathes through her nose and looks up at Matt with a pleading look. He slips his fingers deeper into her fiery red hair and tightens his grip. Holding a fistful of hair, he lifts her head to align the angle of his erection with her open gullet. Veronica's eyes fall. Matt drives his hips forward again.

Inch by inch, Matt's veiny girth slides through Veronica's lips. Her hands move to his thighs as he steps almost into her lap. Her head is forced back and they make eye contact again.

Matt tries to hide his smug smile as he buries his pole into this bitch's mouth. He feels his dangling balls brush against her blouse and tits. Looking up at him, she appears erotically pathetic with her lips stretched helplessly around his oversized flesh straw. Matt continues pushing.

"God, I had no idea how much I'd enjoy this..." he says, almost to himself. Her hair is soft in his tight grip.

Veronica acknowledges his comment with a muffled moan. She can feel his large head working along her tongue followed by his fleshy pole, filling her mouth. Staring into Matt's eyes, Veronica finds herself surprised by how easily she is allowing him to have his way with her. She tries to regain her composure, but her mind is slow, cloudy. She realizes that she is craving this – his cock stuffed into her.

"Yes, there you go..." He pokes a few more inches into her face before he feels the back of her mouth. "Ok, now I'm going to put my cock in your throat. Are you ready?"


Oasis Pool Club Ep. 05



As Veronica registers what Matt says, a look of shock comes over her eyes.

He doesn't wait for her response. Matt drives his dick deeper with force. He feels the resistance of her tight throat, then feels his head squish in. Veronica squeezes her eyes shut, taking it. He can feel her fighting the gag reflex. She has about nine thick inches jammed into her mouth.

Although Matt is nowhere near climax, he is extremely aroused. The cumcoction has already moved through his body and he suddenly can feel it swirling in his balls. The swirling, cool feeling makes him want to start cumming. It is not very intense, but it catches him off guard. Matt grits his teeth and clenches up in an effort to hold back. The wispy feeling peaks as he regains control, but one thick jet sprays from his tip. With effort, he is able to resist shooting his entire load.

Veronica feels Matt's thick shaft swell against her stretched lips, then pulse in her throat. The dick head buried beyond the extremity of her mouth issues a spurt of precum. It splatters against the back of her throat, then she feels the warm trickle sliding down. Like it or not, he had just sprayed something into her stomach. After a brief moment, she recognizes the faint but unmistakable musk of sperm.

Although it was just pre-cum, Veronica can feel the warmth of his seed spreading inside her. A red rage flashes in her eyes briefly, but it is dulled by another feeling: something that seems familiar and reminds her of swimming in the pool yesterday... It is some type of craving...

Matt lets up, relaxing his groin muscles and his grip in her hair. Veronica slides her lips back. Matt's stiff rod slips out of her wet mouth. Some of her red lipstick trails onto the skin of his dick as her lips slip over the ridge of Matt's dickhead.

"You have some nerve!" Veronica says sharply, but in a hushed tone. She stands quickly and winds her arm back. Her hand flies at Matt's face in an attempt to slap him.

Matt easily catches her wrist. "Woah, woah, easy now – I'm just trying to help you!" They lock eyes in an intense stare-down.

This bitch is fired up. She might resist if I try to get her to swallow. I've got to get some cum in this girl as soon as possible! Matt realizes.

While holding one hand by her wrist, Matt quickly moves his other hand between her legs. Staring into her eyes, he places his hand directly on her bare pussy. It is warm and, to Matt's surprise, slick with wetness.

Veronica sighs and closes her eyes. Her body betrays her, shuddering as her knees go weak for a brief moment at his touch.

Matt cups his hand and her slippery cunt lips part with no resistance. He slips his middle two fingers into her pussy. Her clitoris is hard against his palm. Matt can feel Veronica put her weight against his hand, inviting him.

"I'm going to let go of your hand now. I want you to take off your blouse." Matt speaks directly and firmly, gently stroking his fingers inside her. He lets go of her wrist. Without realizing, Matt wills her to take off her top in his mind.

Veronica's eyes flash open. Some key turns a lock inside of her brain and she is compelled to obey. She is sort of frozen, standing with her arms held up. Matt curls his fingers inside her and grinds his palm into her wet, hard clit. Veronica bites her fat lower lip.

"I can't believe I'm doing this..." she says as her hands move to the first button. She works her way down until her blouse hangs open, revealing the lacey purple bra bulging with cleavage.

Matt works his fingers inside her, watching as she removes her blouse. He stares at her pale, lightly freckled chest, flushed with arousal. As soon as she lets her blouse slide off, her hands move to the clasp of her bra without Matt having to ask her. She releases it.

Veronica's heavy mounds shift out rather than down as she opens her bra. With one hand on her pussy, Matt uses his other to pull her bra off from the front. She lets him strip her, sliding her arms through the loops. She arches her back proudly as she stands before him, completely naked save her shoes and fishnets.

Finally Matt gets to see her huge globes up close and bare. Her double-D tits sit high and heavy on her chest, almost defying gravity. They heave with her breathing, which is picking up pace to meet the movement of Matt's fingers.

Dropping her bra, Matt opens his hand wide and takes a hold of her left breast in his right hand. He smiles and Veronica closes her eyes. Matt starts to knead her soft flesh, squeezing and relaxing his grip. Her large, hard nipple presses against his palm. He enjoys watching the way her skin jiggles at his touch.

Suddenly, Veronica's hands are gripping his stiff member. The rush in pleasure causes Matt to tense up, eliciting a deep, low growl. He squeezes both her pussy and her huge tit hard. His fingers make a squishing sound inside of her wetness. The pillow of Veronica's soft breast is warm as he squeezes it like a stress-toy.

Definitely more than a handful...

"Ooooh... mmm... uhh..." she purrs as his large hands work on her. Veronica lifts Matt's heavy cock and he feels his warm dick head poke against his hand on her pussy. The cumcoction boils in his balls, but Matt has full control now.

Sliding his fingers out of her cunt, he puts his left hand on her right breast. Now Matt squeezes both of her large tits, smiling. She looks down at his tool. It is so big in her hands that it looks fake to her. She lifts his dickhead to her dripping clit and rubs herself on it, staring into Matt's eyes.

He sees the desperation, no longer suppressed, in her gaze.

"Turn around," Matt commands.

Veronica lets go of his cock, carefully steps out of the panties bunched at her ankles, and then spins in her high heels.

"Bend over."

She places her hands on top of the toilet tank and bends at the waist. Immediately, she feels Matt's hands on her hips, followed quickly by the feel of his firm, soft cock head poking at her pussy lips. His tapered tip easily plies her slick lips apart.

Veronica flips her hair to look back at Matt. He is staring down at her pink hole gaping slightly against his darker dick head. He dips his fat cock tip into her dripping cunt only briefly before jerking it back out. Her hips ride back, but he holds her in place.

"MMmmmm..." she pouts.

Matt's eyes rise to meet hers. Veronica opens her mouth to speak, "I... ah..." (gulp), as he jams half his raging dick into her. The force of his thrust causes her head to flip back. She grips the toilet tank, curling her toes against her shoes.

"huuuhng..." she moans softly.

He inches further into her. The girth of his cock stretches her labia.

"Whew! Damn, bitch – that's a tight little pussy."

She feels him widening the rim of her pussy. "Oh god! Matt, that's the biggest thing I've ever had inside me..." she says breathlessly as he continues sliding in.

In the silent anticipation, they both hold their breath. His skin makes a slick, wet sound as it fills her tight pussy.

"...aaaa...aaaAAA...AAAHHH...UUHHH!!!" Matt grunts as he buries his dick in her.

She simultaneously bawls, "oh god, oh GOD, OOOOHHH MY GOD!!!" Veronica blinks her eyes open and stares back at Matt in disbelief. "Shit shit shit... that's a big fucking dick..." she breathes heavily, nervously. One of her hands moves to her clit.

Matt's hands pull her hips toward him. He flexes his fat dick inside her and drives the last few inches home. Now he is fully buried inside her. Matt spreads his hands and squeezes, pulling her ass cheeks apart. Her balloon knot butthole is squeezed tightly shut. Holding her by her hips and dimpled ass, he pulls back slightly, then drives forward again, grunting like a caveman. He watches her little butthole dilate. Her body is adjusting to the massive pole stuffed inside her.

He holds himself inside her. Her hand rubs her clit and he can feel the motion against his dangling balls.

"Whew..." Matt sighs. The swirling in his nuts returns, but it is not accompanied by the urge to release his load. He has figured out how to control the cumcoction roiling inside him... for now...

I love this fucking job... Looking down, he sees Veronica's pale, plump ass. Below, her hairless, velvety pussy is impaled by his thick rod. His darker skinned, veiny tube juts out from his waist and splits her down the middle. Her hand continues to bump against his balls as she strokes her clit rapidly, sighing heavily.

Matt grips her soft haunches again. Veronica whimpers slightly as he pulls back. Then, he rams forward. She grunts and braces herself against his force with one hand on the wall. Now Matt starts to fuck her in a rhythm.

"Have you ever been fucked in a dirty bathroom, bitch?" Matt asks between thundering strokes with his heavy pole.

"...no..." Veronica's whisper is almost inaudible. The stall shudders at each thrust.

"You better speak up, you dirty whore." Matt says calmly. He barrels forward, poking deeply inside Veronica.

"No-oh," she says a bit louder. His driving thrusts make her voice almost stutter. 

Matt is pounding into her so hard that she has to push back into him to keep her balance. This propels his pistoning head deeper and starts a bright spark firing in her mind. His huge cock feels like it is poking at her insides.

"What kind of filthy slut gets fucked on a toilet?" Matt has to stifle a chuckle as he plows this bitch.

"uh – uh – uh" she stammers between strokes, not wanting to admit herself to him. Her pleasure builds with the sparks flashing behind her eyes.

He slows, awaiting her response.

Veronica knows she is about to come and needs him to bring her to climax. She speaks quietly, "I do..." 

Matt resumes his thrusting with extra vigor. The thick head of his dick is so deep, she feels like it is poking her lung. The spark is now brighter, almost exploding.

"What's that? What are you, bitch?" His hands drop down around her massive jugs. He squeezes them roughly as they jiggle with his thrusts.

The spark in her mind ignites like a roman candle. Veronica opens her eyes as the explosive orgasm fires through her body.

"AH! I AM A FILTHY SLUU – UT!!! FUUU – UUUUCK!!! I AM YOUR DIRTY, FILTHY WHORE!!!" she screams, climaxing shamelessly.

"That's right bitch. Cum all over my dick..." Matt pounds relentlessly. The stall and now the entire wall is shuddering with his forceful thrusts. Her cunt throbs uncontrollably around him.

"FU – UCK ME! FU – UCK ME! AH! AH! AAAHH – AHHHHH!!!" Veronica stares ahead at the dingy wall of the bathroom, rubbing her clit furiously. Her high pitch screams echo in the stall. She can feel Matt's strong hands groping her dangling tits. Her vision blurs.

"HAAAAAHHH!!!" she squeals.

The wave of her orgasm crests, then subsides as Veronica's vision returns to focus. She is still staring at the bathroom wall in front of her face. For the first time, she realizes that there is some kind of hole in the wall at eye level. The hole seems to be rimmed with white, dry stains.

She continues to stare at this strange hole as she is jostled by Matt's continuing thrusts. She hears her voice say "Damn, Matt, I can't believe I just came that hard." Veronica is almost disturbed by her own words.

"Yea, I can't believe that the mayor's daughter is such a dirty slut." He laughs now without slowing his pace.

She turns back to him with that indignant look. This is even more arousing to Matt. She is scowling at him while he is fucking her doggystyle over a toilet, jostling her with each thrust.

"I am NO – OT a dirty sluh – uht!"

"Oh really?" He releases her tits and puts one hand on her shoulder. He uses his other hand to thread through her hair and grips her head tightly. Matt pulls her back onto his stiff rod instead of thrusting forward. Veronica's gaze is snapped straight ahead.

"You just told me not ten seconds ago that you were my dirty, filthy whore." Matt moves her on his dick, back and forth.

"ah...how dare -" As she stares forward, there is movement in the strange hole in front of her. A panel behind the hole moves and she sees something fleshy in the shadow.

"- what the..." Veronica gapes in amazement. Matt continues to use her body, back and forth, as she watches a long, flaccid cock emerge. "What the fuck?!"

Oh shit, I'm too late. Matt realizes someone has heard Veronica's climax and wants to join in. Maybe, just maybe that little bit of cum I put in her might let me...

"You know what that is... and what to do with it..." Matt says. He stops fucking her.

Veronica turns to him. He can't tell if she is under his influence yet or not.

Matt stares into her green eyes and tries to manipulate her. You are a filthy slut... You can't help but suck that stranger's cock...

Something behind those green eyes registers. Matt can tell that she is fighting his influence. He has only put a tiny bit of cum in her, but it might be enough...

Veronica's hand moves robotically as she turns toward the wall. She is obeying. One hand grips the soft head dangling before her and lifts the anonymous dick.

She can't believe what she is doing! Veronica feels like she is watching someone else. One hand steadies herself on the toilet tank and the other grabs the cock in front of her. She wrinkles her nose in disgust as she runs her tongue along the bottom of its length. It tastes like the smell of a locker room.

Veronica wonders what she is doing, yet she feels an underlying urge to suck the stranger's cock. It grosses her out, but turns her on in some new, exciting way.

Matt watches, invigorated. Stuff it into your mouth...

She opens her lips and pushes the still limp dick into her wet mouth. There is an audible moan from behind the wall. Veronica moves her mouth and supports the dick with one hand at its base. She can feel it stiffening. She moves her mouth until her lips meet her hand. The dick throbs against her tongue.

The blood rises in Matt's throat. He has never felt this powerful, this horny. Something about how Veronica was degrading herself was an immense turn-on for Matt. He chokes up on his grip in her hair, closing the gap she has made from moving forward on the toilet to reach the gloryhole. He scoots up, impaling Veronica even further. Now, in order to slide her mouth off of the cock in the gloryhole, she has to push herself deeper on his. If she pulls off of his cock, she will be impaling herself further on the stranger's dick. She is sandwiched.

Veronica gasps around the dick in her mouth, struggling to breathe. Matt is pushing her forward, fucking her into the stranger's lap. She moans and the dick in her mouth swells. It is now fully erect. This strange dick is long and skinny, developing a pronounced hook to the owner's right (her left) as it stiffens. She feels it drag against the inside of her cheek.

"MMmmmph!" she exclaims.

Matt thrusts, pushing her forward. He grips her hair like a mane. "Damn, taking two dicks at once? Your mother would be proud..."

She takes the hard cock out of her mouth, stroking it with one hand and bracing herself with the other. "Fuck you."

He pushes her head forward and she takes the stranger's dick into her mouth again. "No..." Matt thrusts, "...fuck you!" he smiles.

"AAGGGHHHH!" Veronica is struggling to breathe as Matt fucks her violently. The hook in the stranger's dick catches her cheek. It reminds her of a fish-hook.

"Uuuuhhhh," drool falls from her mouth.

Matt plods away at her pussy happily, building up speed. "Fuck you, Veronica. You are so high and mighty, but deep down, you are just another cock-hungry slut." His balls sway as he plows into her with all his might. He watches her head bob in front of the gloryhole as she blows the stranger. Matt feels his balls boil. He won't be able to hold back his load a second time.

"FUU – UCK!" she screams around the dick in her mouth.

There is a muffled voice from the other side of the wall. "Fuck yeah, bitch. Now, give me that pussy!"

Veronica sits up and turns back to Matt, holding the crooked dick. She seems to be almost seeking his approval, waiting. He flexes his member inside her wet pussy, gauging his own arousal. This is gonna be a huge load. I want to watch her swallow it.

"Well, you heard the man," Matt steps back, withdrawing his huge tool from her. His dick bobs free, rock-hard and only a few full strokes away from exploding. Put that strange cock in your pussy.

She feels Matt pull out and turns to look at the dick in her hand. It is wet with her spit and very hard. The head is severely hooked, making an obscene angle. It is a deep, dark red and it looks angry. Veronica looks at Matt, then stands. The crooked dick withdraws back into the hole.

"I STILL can't believe I'm doing this..." Veronica looks at Matt like it is his fault. She moves behind the toilet and puts her ass against the wall. She is on her tippy-toes in the high heeled shoes, which just barely gets her pussy to the height of the hole. There is a slight breeze against her wet cunt lips from the other side of the wall.

Matt steps forward, straddling the toilet. His huge dick sticks out at her like some kind of lever. She looks down at it, then meets his eyes.

"Oh, come on Veronica!" He smiles looking into her pretty eyes. Even now with her make-up smeared and her hair in a nest, she is fucking hot.

She feels the hooked head of the stranger's dick rub against her wet hole. "You are such a shit..." she is looking straight into his eyes when she says this, although she is smiling slightly. As they lock eyes, the stranger thrusts into her through the gloryhole. Veronica feels the pressure on her cunt, but because of his crooked cock, she has to shimmy her waist back and forth to get the head in. Matt watches her scrunch up her face as the unknown prick penetrates her.

Once the stranger feels her wetness surround him, he thrusts hard with a pronounced grunt.

"Uggg!"

He jams her hard. She is overbalanced and leans forward, one hand reaching for Matt's shoulder and the other grips his rock hard shaft. Matt shudders with pleasure.

As the strange, crooked cock enters her, she feels mixed emotions. She wants this, but the new cock feels like a needle compared to Matt's baseball bat. Veronica craves his huge rod, but can't pull herself from the grip of the gloryhole.

"Fu – uck." Veronica is jostled now by the stranger's thrusting cock through the hole. "Fu – uck, Ma – att!" she braces against him.

Matt steps back, holding Veronica's shoulders. She leans toward him and he guides his throbbing head to her lips. She pauses, looking up at him.

"You – Orr gonna maa – aake me taste my – eye pussy?" Her speech is jostled with each pump.

Matt nods, pushing forcefully. Veronica bends, parting her smeared lips around his head.

"UUUUnnnngghhhhh," he moans as his cock sinks in. "Taste it bitch, taste that juicy cunt..." He exhales deeply.

She moans around the wide piece of flesh stuffed in her mouth. The vibrations drive him closer to exploding. I can't take much more of this...

The gloryhole customer is wasting no time. As Matt impales Veronica's pretty face, she is bouncing wildly. The hips working on the other side of the wall clap against Veronica's supple ass and thighs.

"Oh"  -CLAP-  "yea"  -CLAP-  "Fuck! That is a tight little pussy..." the stranger pounds away. "I haven't felt a nice, tight one like this yet this season! Sam, is that you?" A pause. "Nope, no tramp stamp on this slut..." he resumes fucking. "God, damn..." he continues murmuring.

Veronica is watching Matt as she gives him a sloppy, wet blowjob. With the crooked cock working in and out of her, she moves her face back and forth on Matt's wide shaft, maintaining eye contact.

The stranger works her pussy with his long dick, jostling her violently. Her moans are building. "mmmmm," she pauses to breathe through her nose. "mmmMMM," –pause– "MMMMM!"




Oasis Pool Club Ep. 05



Matt can hear her tone building. I think she is gonna cum again...

"Shiiit Veronica..." Matt whispers to her, not wanting to give up her identity. He is close to his own looming orgasm.

She pulls her head up, squeezing her eyes shut. "fuck, fuck, fuck," she manages between thrusts. "AAA-AHHH! FUUU-UUHHH-CCKKKK!!!" The thrill of fucking a stranger speeds up her second orgasm. It hits her out of nowhere. Her eyes burst open. "I'M CUHHH-MINGGGGgG!"

Matt grabs her by her thick, red hair again and jams her mouth down roughly on his rod.

"OOOOHHHMMMFFFF!!!" She is still cumming as he stuffs her face. "MMMMMMM!"

He watches her take his dick. Deepthroat me, put your chin against my balls.

-CLAP-  -CLAP-  -CLAP-  The stranger works his skinny tool in and out of her.

Veronica's mind returns from her climax. She pushes her lips down Matt's fat cock. There is a nagging urge to feel his balls on her chin all of sudden. She looks down at the ten more inches of stiff dick still to go and continues pushing... less than half left... His fat, swelling head hits her throat. She looks up and Matt is holding her head gently with his eyes closed.

-CLAP-  "UGH!"  -CLAP-  "UGH!"  -CLAP-   "Get ready-"  -CLAP-  "I'm..."

The stranger pauses. "I'm gonna..." He thrusts suddenly and with extra force, almost toppling Veronica. "GGAAHHHHA!!!" He starts to flood her pussy with cum. "Theeeere ya go..."

That last push jams Veronica off balance and Matt's buried dickhead pokes deeper, popping into her throat. Matt's eyes snap open in time to see Veronica's bright green eyes bulging wide. He sees a vein popping out on her forehead with strain. She is two inches away from having his 15 inch cock entirely in her throat.

"MMMMMMMMM!!!!!" she moans on his cock, gushing saliva. Her eyes are running as she fights back her gag reflex. She is dimly aware that someone she has never met before is emptying his balls into her cunt. Hot cum surges into her, spilling down her clit as her pussy fills.

"I think I found what you were looking for," Matt says with a devilish grin. His hand finds the back of her head and his other steadies the base of his cock. He drives his hips forward, pinning Veronica's body against the wall.

Her tongue is forced out of her mouth by Matt's girthy cock and the final two inches slip in. Matt swallows hard and gives her three quick pumps, just enough to bounce his balls on her chin a few times. Veronica looks desperate and disheveled; a mess of a blazing hot redhead. She would look so hot with a big blob of my cum on her pretty face...

Matt's toes curl against the concrete floor. He lets out a long, low sigh, then pulls his fat cock out of Veronica's mouth in a long, quick motion. The intense boiling in his nuts is so strong, he feels like he is about to jump out of a plane. He sucks air in through his teeth and holds his breath, pushing...

"Show me what a dirty sluhh –" Veronica is cut off by a burst of thick cum surging from Matt's purple head. The pearly strand hits her right between the eyes. It is thick and very long. As it lands, the stream hangs down her nose, across her open lips, and dangles from her chin.

"uuuhh." Matt sighs.

"- hut I amm – " she takes his first burst, but is caught off guard when he plunges half his cock-length through her pursed lips. "AAGGCKK!"

Matt drives his tool past her lips as his orgasm surges through his dick, filling her mouth with his girth once more. His dick throbs again when he feels the back of her mouth, erupting.

"uhhh."

Veronica feels his large prick swell even wider, then her mouth is flooded with cum. Matt pushes on relentlessly, seeking her throat. She tries to swallow, but his cockhead is lodged against her tonsils, holding her throat open.

"ccckkk-" she sputters weakly.

"huh-uhhh." Matt spurts again and Veronica's cheeks swell, full of spunk. He doesn't let up with the force from his hips and continues stuffing into her mouth as he shoots.

"uhhh." He feels his large head pop into her throat as he jets again. He sees a creamy, white ring form where her red lips meet his shaft. Semen is leaking from her lips. Her mouth is stuffed full.

Veronica blinks as her eyes start to water profusely. Her makeup streams down the sides of her bulging cheeks. She realizes her air supply is running out.

"guuh." Matt is surprised he is still firing strong surges of semen. He wants to bury his dick entirely and shoot straight into her stomach. Three more inches... He again grips her head by the hair. Two... one last shove.

"GGGuuuhhhh!" Matt forces the last bit in. He feels another spurt. Stick out your tongue.

Veronica closes her wet eyes. She can feel his full length swell in her mouth with each pulse of cum. Without even wondering why, she strains further to stick out her jizz covered tongue. It slides along his base to find his twitching testicles.

"Haaah..." Matt shakes her head by her frazzled hair, flexing as he jets directly down her throat, into her stomach. When she tongues his balls, he feels the warm rush of his sperm drool down his sack as it falls from her mouth. It splatters on the floor wetly.

"hhaaaa..." he flexes and can feel Veronica tense up as he surges again. She opens her eyes, staring up at him.

"ccckkk!" she lurches, but holds back from gagging, staring up at him with leaking eyes.

"nugghh..." He pushes another jet out. Matt's balls feel drained now and he relaxes enough to let her catch her breath.

Matt shudders, pulling his throbbing head out of her throat. He mercifully rests it in her mouth as he stares down at her.

"Whew! Now gulp it down like a good little slut," he says in a playful tone. Their eyes are locked together.

As Matt watches, her mouth tightens around his flesh rod. Her gaze shifts momentarily as her throat works his cum down into her stomach. There is still a stark white ring of sperm where her red lips meet his shaft.

He has to smile at the thick strand of cum that sits on her nose. That first sticky spurt of his is still on her face. It hangs off the tip of her nose in a creamy bridge that trails down her stretched lips onto his shaft. There, it blends with the slick spit/semen combination already coating the length of his cock.

"Good girl..." Matt holds her gaze. In her eyes, he sees a tiny white swirl within the sea of green. As she gulps down the rest of his seed, the white swirl intensifies.

He knows his influence is peaking, unless he pumps more cum into her. For now, he feels spent.

I want you to invite me to lunch at your office tomorrow, then get dressed and leave here without saying a word to anyone.

Matt can almost see the gears turning in her head. She was just used by Matt and some other guy (at some point, the crooked dick from the gloryhole had left. Veronica felt him withdrawing briefly, but was overwhelmed by Matt's choking throatpie. Matt never even noticed him leaving). Now he sees a wet trail of cum oozing down Veronica's leg.

Veronica stares up at Matt. She still tastes his sperm, although by now she has swallowed most of it. As she looks into his eyes, the cloudy-ness in her mind dissipates briefly. She has a moment of clarity where Veronica wants badly to see him again.

She pulls his cock out of her mouth. "Can you come by tomorrow for lunch? My mom has a big press conference in the afternoon, but I'm free before that, around noon."

This is unbelievable... Matt nods slowly. "Sounds great - I'll be there..."

Veronica stands and reaches for her skirt. She steps into it. Matt is staring at the long string of cum hanging from her chin. Without saying a word, Veronica pulls up her skirt and stuffs her panties, bra, and stockings into her purse. Finally, she picks up her blouse and buttons it over her massive, bare tits. Her cleavage bulges more obscenely now unrestrained by a bra. He can also clearly see her large nipples.

Matt watches in disbelief. He almost falls over his shorts backing out of the bathroom stall. Veronica pushes past him.

Since he's come in, it appears that Brit and Sam have both been busy at the gloryholes. They turn to him when he opens the stall door, naked with his large cock dangling. Both women stare as Veronica passes, holding the stiff dicks they were sucking. They can't believe the long, wet strand of jizz swaying wildly from her chin or the wet runner of cum sliding down her inner thigh.

Veronica walks past them, her high heels clicking. She exits the bathroom through the shower area and leaves the Oasis Pool Club without saying a word to anyone.



Oasis Pool Club Ep. 06 Pt. 01



Matt steps out of his car.

-- SLAM -- 

Oops. He hadn't meant to slam his car door, but he was feeling nervous all of a sudden. Checking his phone, he verifies that he is at the right address. Diane's message says 301 Hardwood Lane. The numbers on the door say 301. This is the right place.

Matt walks toward his boss's house. When he first pulled up, he was surprised by how big and nice the house was. Now, as he thinks about it, the affluent neighborhood, the massive stone house, the huge pool in the back -- it all makes sense. Diane had been making money hand over fist for years as the owner of the Oasis Pool Club. It HAD to be expensive to be a member, considering what the men were paying for.

Why do I feel nervous? Matt wonders. She invited me! It was probably because Diane was so hot -- older and richer than Matt and, he felt, clearly way out of his league.

Matt starts up the pathway to the front door. The yard is neatly cut and well-groomed. The sunlight is still bright in the early evening, but the heat of the day is breaking now that the sun is on its way down.

He is also probably nervous because Matt knows why he is here and its not just dinner. He is here to try out Lin's cumcoction. Diane wants Matt to use it on the mayor to save her pool club, but she wants him to test it first. The first full field test so to speak. In order to run the full test, Matt would need to put his sperm in Diane's stomach, pussy and ass. Not just a little either, three full loads. Lin was very specific. And it has to come straight from his dick, so he couldn't just bring a sperm sample. This was the only way...

The path gives way to the stairs leading to the front door. Matt takes the stairs in one step and approaches the door. He peers through a window as he rings the bell --DING DOONNNG-- but doesn't see anyone inside the open entryway.

There is a buzz followed by a loud click as the door unlocks. Matt turns the knob and steps into Diane's house, letting the door swing closed behind him.

He is immediately struck by the pleasant scent of the house. Somehow, the potpourri aroma reminds him of Diane: sweet, somewhat floral, but with strong erotic undertones. Matt has a fleeting memory of this same smell in her hair during the interview blowjob she performed on him in her office. His cock stirs in his khakis. All from just the smell?

"Come on in, Matt." Diane's voice floats in from an interior room. "I was hoping you would join me for a drink."

Matt heads in the direction of her voice.

Diane is sitting in an overstuffed lounge chair with her legs crossed, sipping a glass of wine. As Matt enters the room, she stands.

Diane looks amazing. She is wearing a short, tight, black cocktail dress that hugs every curve. Her wavy black hair falls around her bare shoulders, shining in the sunlight streaming through the large windows. Diane's glasses are gone and her bright blue eyes sparkle at him. She smiles brilliantly and he takes notice of her full, shiny red lips before dropping his gaze to her cleavage. Again, his member shifts in his pants. Matt feels her electric sexiness as he stares into the plunging v-neck of her dress. Her pale, soft tits jiggle slightly with each approaching step. The thin triangles of the dress covering her breasts appear to be on the verge of bursting open while they try to contain her ample double D's. Matt does a slight double take when he realizes her nipples are partially visible, peeking just past the edge of the fabric. Her protruding nipple tips poke out at an almost comical angle from each other. She is clearly not wearing a bra.

With his eyes locked on her chest, Matt manages to say, "Miss Dee, wow... You look stunning..."

She reaches him and pulls him close for a warm embrace. "Well, aren't you sweet -- thank you. I'm so glad you are joining me tonight, Matt."

He can feel her large breasts squish against him as they hug. Their bodies press together and he is overwhelmed by the strong, sexy smell of her hair. Now his blood is really pumping. He feels his budding erection poke against her lower torso.

Diane feels the weight and hardness of his cock press against her during the hug. She holds back a gasp and feels her face flush as she is reminded of his substantial size.

"It's my pleasure Miss Dee," Matt says as they squeeze, then separate.

Diane plants a juicy kiss on his cheek and turns back toward her chair. "I have opened a beer for you, I hope you don't mind."

Matt lets his gaze linger on her ass. The dress is just barely long enough to cover the bottom curve of her cheeks, which gently jiggle with each step of her high heels. Damn...

She smiles, feeling his eyes on her. At her chair, she turns and bends slightly at the knees as she sits. "Please, have a seat."

There is a comfy-looking love seat next to a table with an open beer that looks cold and delicious. Matt puts it to his lips, taking a healthy mouthful, then plops down in the middle of the love seat.

Matt gulps. "Thanks." The beer washes down into his stomach tasting cool and frothy. Then there is another taste... Something not usually in beer, but still familiar... The cumcoction!

Diane watches, smiling. "I thought I'd save you a step..." She holds up the empty vial. "Now, bottoms up!" Holding her wine glass, she offers an air toast to Matt.

He tilts the bottom of his beer bottle toward her and they both drink.

Diane swallows the wine down. She feels a tiny bit light headed, but in that good way wine makes you feel when you're drinking on an empty stomach. She watches the liquid level in Matt's bottle diminish until he drains the last swig.

-- GULP -- "Aahhhhhh." Matt stifles a belch and exhales. He sets the empty bottle on the table.

"Good boy!" She smiles at him, then clears her throat to get down to business. "Now, we both know why you are here. It seems that our plan is coming together, right?"

Matt nods. "Yes -- I have an in to the mayor's office. Veronica came to see me earlier today. I used the cumcoction, then fucked her silly!" Matt chuckles. "She was so out of her mind that the stuck up bitch even fucked one of the club members through the gloryhole."

To his surprise, a knowing look crosses Diane's face. "Yes, some of the girls told me they saw her leaving with cum on her face and some running down her leg. They also mentioned that one of their regular customers was not around today. Let me ask you something, did you get a good look at the dick poking through the gloryhole?"

"Um, yea, I mean -- I saw her suck it and put it in her pussy."

"Was there anything unusual about it?" she asks.

Matt again nods. "It was crooked, like really crooked."

"Matt, all the girls at the pool know that dick. The one with the mean right hook? That's TED JOHNSON, Vivian's husband!"

Matt's jaw drops. "Her dad?"

Now Diane nods.

"Holy shit..." Matt's thoughts drift away as he realizes the implications. "He blew his load in her pussy..." His eyes focus back on Diane's pretty face.

They share a smile.

"Matt, what's done is done. The important part is you were able to control her long enough to get her out of the pool club without reporting anything AND she invited you to the mayor's office for lunch tomorrow. Vivian's press conference is tomorrow afternoon."

She pours herself another glass of wine. It is dark red in the sparkling clear glass.

"Lin told me that the compound in the cumcoction works better on weak-minded people, especially the young. Veronica is more susceptible to your control since her mind apparently wasn't really dead-set against what you willed her into doing. How much cum did you put inside her?"

"I accidentally shot some precum into her throat at first. I think that's what got her to fuck the guy at the, er, her dad. After that, I put a full load in her belly. It was a good one, too, felt like I shot like a gallon in there."

"Great, Matt. But you will need to complete the full process on Vivian to make sure it works." Diane locks eyes with him. Her expression turns serious. "That means you need to perform a full practice run on me. Three full loads, one in my pussy, one in my ass, and one in my stomach. If it works on me, it should work on her. I will do my best to resist whatever you try to will me to do, so try to think of something that I would NEVER want to do under normal circumstances. Do you think you can do that?"

He feels the compound swirling through his body, making its way to his balls. Its either the cumcoction or all this talk of fucking a very hot woman, but he is becoming extremely aroused. His partial erection is closer to a full rager at this point, straining against his khakis.

"Uhhh, yea -- sure I can."

Diane stands and approaches him on the loveseat. "Of course, I am here to help you..." Her hands move to the top of her dress. She hooks her fingers into the top of her dress and simply pulls it down. The elastic stretches, exposing her full, bare breasts. Once they are out, she releases the elastic and it tightens around her ribcage below her mounds.

Holy shit... Look at the size of those tits... I mean, I've seen them before, but damn!

Matt realizes that he will never get tired of looking Diane's massive jugs. They really are impressive. Heavy and round, they sit high on her chest and bulge out away from her body. The skin of her soft, huge tits is pale and milky and smooth aside from the rose-colored nipples. She is walking toward him, her unrestrained mounds bouncing at each step. As she gets closer, they loom heavily above him. He is unaware that his jaw has dropped open.

Diane steps up to him. She stops, standing between his legs, practically placing her monumental boobs on Matt's forehead. Her eyes watch him staring at her chest. Matt's eyes rise to meet hers. He can barely see around the mountains of her tits.

She fondly runs one hand through his hair. With the other, she holds the broad curve of the bottom of her left tit.

Matt sits up to eye level with her chest. She seems to be encouraging him, so he places his open mouth over her large, hard nipple and sucks.

"Mmm..." Diane moans, letting her head fall back.

Matt reaches up and grabs the outside of both tits. He continues to tongue her left nipple, squeezing her jugs together.

"Ooohhh..." she purrs.

Matt's mouth moves to her right nipple. He teases it lightly before sucking it into his mouth. Looking up at her, he tests her by biting her soft titflesh gently. She presses her ample flesh into his face, squishing her breast around him.

As Diane stands between Matt's legs, she can feel his prick throbbing against her knee. She can actually feel heat coming from his swelling shaft on her bare leg. Diane gently pulls his head off her nipple by his hair. Matt looks up at her like someone took away his favorite toy.

She smiles as she crouches between his legs. "Let's see if you cock is as big as I remember." Her hands reach for the button.

Matt watches her settle between his legs as a smile spreads on his face. Her forearm presses against the long shaft of his cock, still restrained in his pants. If he was not fully erect before, he would be as soon as his dick is free.

Diane has his pants open and she grabs the waist on each side of his hips. Their eyes meet as she pulls and Matt wriggles to help her. As soon as the waistband clears his dick head, Matt's full erection pops up. It smacks Diane in the chin with a soft --whap-- 

They both laugh. As Diane recoils, she takes ahold of Matt's jutting tool by the base. She sits back on her heels to look at it.

"Wow..." her mouth gapes. She looks at his pole, then at him open mouthed. Matt loves how her fat red lips shine. "I mean, look at this thing!"

He has to chuckle at this scene. His boss is crouched between his legs, huge tits out, holding the base of his dick. He is fully aroused and his flesh pole towers over her.

"Don't be afraid, he's friendly."

Diane sits up and pulls his plum-sized dickhead down to her mouth. She has one hand on the base and one on his tip. "Jesus, Matt..." She lowers her face and runs her tongue along the bottom of his shaft. As her wet tongue slides along his length, she can feel every veiny bump and knot. When she reaches his head, she lifts her mouth and pulls the tip down as she opens her crimson lips wide. She makes eye contact and takes his large cock head into her mouth.

Matt sighs, feeling her soft, warm mouth.

She wraps both hands around his shaft and begins to suck him, working about six or eight inches of his tool. Diane is a skilled cocksucker and after a few strokes, she works him deeper. She knows wetness is key, so she makes sure to get his dick coated with her saliva. She moans softly as she moves up and down.

Matt is loving every second of this blowjob. He keeps eye contact, watching her deep blue eyes. Her mouth and hands work over about half his length now, but what makes her such a good cocksucker is her lips. She has what Matt considers Dick Sucking Lips. They are fat and soft and stretched wide around his width. Matt is surprised she can stretch around his coke-can diameter. He loves the way, as she pulls back toward his head, he can see the little pink inside part of her lips as she drags them back and forth over his darker dick skin.

Diane is enjoying herself too. She has handled many dicks in her day, but she still feels excited by the challenge of such a large prick. When she first opened the Oasis, her sexual prowess was the main draw for customers. Not only was she smoking hot with a huge set of hooters, Diane took pride in really being a blowjob expert. She learned how to get a guy to the edge and her speciality move was the deepthroat. She knows how to stuff her throat full without gagging. Her deepthroat usually earned her a stomach-full of spunk. Or some guys liked to pull out after she throated them and finish on her face. Either way, the line of men waiting to be serviced by Miss Dee stretched around the block.

Now, Diane is struggling with Matt's oversized cock. She is drastically out of practice, having retired from "lifeguarding" years ago and her signature move, the deepthroat, presents a real challenge due to his size. She has no doubt that it's possible -- the human body is capable of amazing things. When she was sucking multiple dicks in a given day, she would have his balls on her chin in no time. Given Diane's relatively rare performance of fellatio coupled with the sheer size of Matt's manhood gave her pause.

"Its just like riding a bike," Daine thinks as she is literally staring down the barrel of Matt's dick. There is about six more inches for her to work into her already stuffed-full mouth, but she is building a rhythm. She repeats her old blowjob mantra in her brain, "Just breathe and keep working it deeper and wetter..."

Matt sits on the couch, relaxed. His hands rest on each of his thighs while Diane's head bobs in his lap. Her soft hair brushes against his bare legs. Matt can also feel Diane's erect nipples poke against his skin as her huge tits dangle below her. He loves how enthusiastically she works. She drives her mouth up and down his shaft with a determined intensity, working him deeper and deeper. His massive tool slips easily into her relaxed throat. At this pace, she will soon be stuffing his entire cock down her throat. She is blowing me like she has something to prove...

Suddenly, movement at the large window draws Matt's eye. He turns to see a teenage boy not much younger than himself. The boy is holding a pool skimmer with one hand and rubbing his crotch with the other. Matt realizes that he is involved in a pretty erotic scene: a younger man receiving a blowjob from an extremely hot older woman with her dress pulled down to show off her huge rack. There is an awkward moment when the pool boy's eyes meet Matt's. The pool boy quickly shuffles away once he is spotted.

Meanwhile, Diane's head continues to bob in Matt's lap, working toward a full deepthroat. She slides her mouth up, then lunges down along his stiff pole. It pokes down her throat and she continues driving. As her eyes tear up, she feels something that she hasn't felt in years, her gag reflex. The huge member jammed down her throat causes her stomach to lurch suddenly and without warning. She had gagged on Matt's cock during his interview, but this was different. Before, it was sort of superficial -- the gagging brought up saliva to coat his shaft with. This reflex he triggers is deeper and the huge member in her throat causes her stomach to turn. If she doesn't pull back, Diane realizes that she might lose her lunch all over Matt's cock. Perhaps after dinner, her stomach will be stronger. Her quivering lips are only a few inches from his base, but she reluctantly pulls up. When she swallows, she tastes a hint of stomach acid.

"Whew, Miss Dee..." Matt sighs as he watches her stand, sliding her mouth off of his rod.

Diane rises, flashing her gorgeous smile at him. Inside, she feels a dim disappointment at her inability to fully deepthroat him, but she tells herself not to get hung up on it and that she has all night with him. "I see your encounter with Veronica did not take any of the lead out of your pencil." She reaches out a small hand. "Can you help me up?"

Matt takes her hand and Diane carefully steps out of her heels and onto the loveseat cushion one foot at a time, straddling him. He looks up at her standing over him with his forehead slightly wrinkled as he tries to figure out what she is doing.

Still smiling, Diane shimmies her hips back and forth, hiking up her dress. Matt's eyes move down her body, watching her tits jiggle, then stopping on her now exposed pussy. It is about six inches from his nose. It is completely bare and glistening with moisture. She is so wet that the insides of her thighs are sticky. He is seeing her cunt for the first time and takes a minute to appreciate her up close. Diane's smooth pussy looks swollen, but the lips are tight and slightly pulled back, revealing her prominent clit.

What was once a sexy cocktail dress is now bunched around Diane's torso. Her huge, pale tits hang out of the top and her ass and pussy are exposed below. Her wavy black hair hangs down her shoulders and back.

"Ok," she instructs from above, "hold your cock straight up between my legs." Diane grips Matt's shoulders as she begins to squat over him. "I can't keep my balance and hold it." She lowers her hips, seeking his tip with her cock-seeking cunt.

Matt reaches down between his legs and grips the base of his cock, turning it to aim vertically. As it arcs up, his wide dick head swipes against her slippery labia and lodges between them against her clit.

Diane moans loudly. She bucks her clit against his stiffness several times before shifting her hips forward. Rubbing her clit this way against him is like scratching an itch that has been nagging her for weeks. This also coats his dick head with her slick wetness.

When Diane shifts forward, Matt feels the opening of her tight, wet hole on the tip of his dick. He feels like he can pop his head in by flexing his hips.

He looks up at her, "I've never fucked my boss before..." Matt's large hands rise and close tightly around her abundant tits.

Diane squeezes his strong shoulders and drops her hips slightly. Matt's bulbous head pops into her cunt. It feels like a small fist inside her. She swallows hard, holding his dick head with her kegel muscles.

"Matt, you are my first male hire, so I can honestly say I've never had an employee's dick inside me before." She lets her pussy slide down, impaling herself. Her head rolls back and her eyes close as his hard dick fills her cunt.

"Uuuuhhhh..."

"OOohhhh..."

They moan simultaneously as he slips easily into her warm wetness.




Oasis Pool Club Ep. 06 Pt. 01



Diane sinks down until her pale ass cheeks hit Matt's thighs. He feels her momentarily rest her weight on him, inching down the last few inches by gravity. She opens her eyes and rocks her head forward. They stare deep into each other's eyes.

"Holy shit, Miss Dee. You just took my entire cock in one stroke."

"I've wanted to feel this ever since I saw it at your interview," she says, smiling. "Your cock feels even bigger than it looks..."

Matt releases his deathgrip on her tits, then presses them together to form a shelf. Her boobs are so warm and soft. They feel heavy in his palms. He swallows hard.

He has to pause to admire the view. Diane has her hands on his shoulders and her legs spread wide around him. Her knees are up even with her own shoulders. Her glistening pussy is wrapped tightly around his veiny shaft, which is almost completely inside her. The bump of her engorged clit sticks out in the middle of the stretched opening that is stuffed with the wide tube of Matt's cock.

"Your pussy feels so good around my dick..."

Diane sits in his lap for a brief moment, feeling his long dick poke deep inside her. Maybe it is all in her mind, but she feels like her internal organs have shifted to make room for his tree-trunk sized member. Flexing her thighs, she rises up along his pole.

"Thank you..." She reaches his tip, then drops back down. "I have never felt anything this big inside me..." Diane rises again.

Matt moves his hands around her ribcage, under her tits. He can almost touch his fingers together around her body. He helps lift her, watching her large rack flop over his hands. She again reaches the top and glides back down his dick.

"Oooooh yeah..." Matt sighs, "work it for me, Diane."

They both pause as it is the first time he has called her by her first name. Then Diane giggles as she starts riding up again. "You should mind your manners young man..."

He smiles. "What, I can't call you by your first name?"

She moves up and down his shaft. Her hands move to hold her heavy breasts. She pinches her nipples hard. "You need to respect your elders..." Diane's head again rolls back.

"As my elder rides my dick?" Matt feels the pressure starting to build in his balls now. "I have nothing but respect for this tight little pussy..."

"Oh..." Diane's up and down strokes increase speed. "Fuck..." She rolls her head forward, letting her hair fall around her face. "That is one huge cock..."

"Ok," he grabs her hips on her downstroke, thrusting into her. "Well, Miss Dee, let me show you some respect."

"Fuck..." she works him faster. "Matt...your fucking cock...holy shit..."

He returns each stroke of hers with a thrust, pushing her back up. "Here you go, maam."

"Oh fuck... oh my fucking god..." she pants.

She bounces up, then down. He thrusts, jostling her roughly.

"Take it."

"OH God..." her legs start to shake. "Matt, I think..."

"Yes, take it Miss Dee." Matt jostles her with another deep thrust. Her tits jut out, then bounce up as their hips meet.

"I think... your cock... You're bottoming out..." Her legs shake and wobble as her orgasm approaches.

"Yep," He grabs her ass and pulls her forward. "There's your cervix..."

As Matt pulls her forward and down, Diane sinks to her knees and Matt's cock tip hits a new place inside her. Just as his wide, rigid head jams against her cervix, an explosion rocks her entire body.

"FUUUCKK!!!"

Diane almost collapses onto him. She is now on her knees with her cunt grinding against his pubic bone, pressing into him with all she has.

"MAAATTT! HOLYFUCKINGSHIT!!!!!"

"Take it," he grunts.

Her hair whips around, surrounding both of their heads. She grinds into him as her orgasm floods over her.

"YEEAAAHHHH!" She screams. Her high pitched voice fills the entire house.

"Fuck, Miss Dee..."

Matt's balls swirl as she comes. The feeling of her spasming pussy around his throbbing shaft is overwhelming. His low-toned moans mixed with her squealing.

"Ooh..."

"AAAAHHH!!!"

"Oooh. Fuck."

"YEEESSSS!!!" Diane screams.

"Uh fuck..." Matt reaches down and presses his thumb firmly on her swollen clit.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK MATT!!!" Diane sqeezes her eyes shut tight as another wave hits her.

"Uh... uh... uh... shit..." Matt's mouth hangs open and her tits smack against his forehead.

"OOHHH Oh holy shit..." Diane opens her eyes, staring at the ceiling.

The swirling, cool feeling in Matt's testicles peaks. The cumcoction surges through him. He feels his balls boiling, right on the edge.

In one swift move, Matt hooks his arms under Diane's legs, putting them over his shoulders. He wraps his arms around her as he stands, lifting her with him. Her huge jugs mash against his chest.

"Uh, UH, UHH!!!" He pounds his hips forward and up, burying his thick length into her as he starts to cum.

Diane holds him around the neck as he picks her up. His strong thrusts jostle her, but with gravity and Matt's strong arms, she only bounces on his long, driving cock.

"Guh, oh yes..." she encourages him.

"UGH!" Matt's first shot sprays deep inside her.

Diane giggles as her insides fill with his warm cum.

"UGH!" He spurts again, bouncing her violently in his arms.

"YES!" she cheers.

"UGGGH!!!" This blast feels longer and he pushes hard.

"Ohhhhh yes, Matt!" She feels his powerful stream filling her up.

"AAAGGHHH!!!" He shoots another spray into her. By now, his cum is flowing from her stuffed pussy and dripping down his balls.

"Ugh, yes!" Diane can't believe his enthusiasm. He continues thrusting against her weight. His cum is piping hot inside her.

"FUUUCK!" Matt spurts again.

She holds on, feeling him empty his balls into her. Diane notices a pleasant warmth that seems to spread from the hot sperm filling her pussy into other parts of her body. Its either that or the wine.

"YES! Diane!"

"Oh Matt..." another warm gush floods her insides. "Oh..."

"Fuuuuck..." he thrusts. His sticky jizz squishes out of her and splatters on the floor.

"MMmmm..." she sighs.

"uuuhhh..." Matt's arms finally start relaxing. He thrusts a few more times, shaking as he finishes.

"Whew," she feels invigorated. Diane begins to catch her breath as Matt's semen sinks into her. The warmth spreads all the way out to her fingers and toes.

"Hahahaha" Matt chuckles suddenly.

He crouches down and gently places her onto the loveseat. She lies on her shoulders and back as Matt stands, withdrawing his long, spent member from her cum-filled pussy.

"Ooohhh," Matt sighs.

Diane is still reeling. She feels him set her down, then pull out, leaving her soaked cunt feeling empty. Matt's abundant seed floods into her as he removes his cock, filling the void that was previously occupied by his thick pole. Her hips rotate and her feet find the floor. She feels warm sperm running out of her onto the loveseat cushion.

Her mind is still soaring from her multiple orgasms. She stares past Matt, past the walls of her house with her eyes unfocused. Like a lighthouse in a fog, a single urge fills her mind. The desire replaces the spreading warmth in her extremities. The craving is clear and strong: she needs more of Matt's cum.

"Oh my god, I think its working..." Diane is almost shocked to hear her own voice. It brings her distant mind back to reality. She blinks her unfocused eyes and slowly, Matt comes into focus standing over her.

"What, the cumcoction?"

"Yes, your cum is coursing through my body." She touches the puddle of sticky jizz oozing from between her legs and laughs incredulously. "Aha ha ha haha, wow -- that was a huge load. At one point, it felt like you were peeing in me!"

"You always make me cum in gallons, Miss Dee." Matt is beaming at her.

"Its radiating from my pussy. I think its in my blood..." Diane holds up her hand, examining his creamy semen. "Give it a shot, try to get me to do something."

Diane and Matt lock eyes once again.

Matt concentrates, trying to impose his will on her. Stand on your head...

Diane stares back at him blankly.

He looks deep into her blue eyes. Do a handstand... Matt catches a fleeting white swirl within them, but it fades almost as soon as he recognizes it.

She blinks with a vacant look on her face.

Matt shrugs. "I guess you need more cum."

Diane stands, adjusting her dress as she walks past him. She kneels, picking up her shoes. "I guess so. I'm going to clean up a bit, if you will excuse me. Feel free to make yourself at home. There is beer in the mini fridge behind the bar. I also have a few vials of the cumcoction in there. I'll be right back..."

She leaves him and he watches her shapely ass jiggle on her way out. 



Oasis Pool Club Ep. 06 Pt. 02



Matt sips his spiked beer absently while he stares out the window in the fading daylight. The pool boy is off skimming Diane's pool some distance away.

That poor kid, I bet he has seen her sunning poolside in a bikini or maybe topless. Matt pictures him trying to work around her. She would be topless with sunglasses on, sipping an icy beverage. The pool boy would keep trying to hide his throbbing erection, but that only makes matters worse as he stares at her giant tits. Matt remembers how he felt then. Guys at that age are almost painfully horny. I wonder if she ever flirted with him...

He swigs the bottle again, draining the last of it. Matt sets the empty bottle next to the other empty. He has finished two beers spiked with Lin's cumcoction while Diane is off preparing dinner, his third beer in the last hour. The dull warmth of the alcohol spreads in his gut pleasantly. He can also feel the swirling, cool-mint feeling of the cumcoction swimming in his balls. Just thinking about Diane laying out in the sun, topless, causes his prick to stir in his pants. 

He hears her clinking dishes together and some very pleasant smells have drifted his way from the kitchen. Whatever she is making smells delicious...

"Maaaaatt?" Diane's voice floats into the room. "Could you help me with something in the kitchen?"

He gets up. "On my way Miss Dee," he calls out. Matt walks through the living room and rounds the corner, but stops dead in his tracks at the threshold...

Diane is facing away from him, her hands busy with something on an island in the middle of the kitchen. She is wearing high heels and an open-backed apron. That's it. DAMN...

Matt stares at her bare ass. She continues working, not noticing him. Diane leans over slightly, reaching for something. He can see her soft, pale cheeks tilt up. Diane's cute little pussy peeks into view. It is a rosy pink color, still flushed from being stuffed moments earlier. Without realizing it, Matt rubs his cock over his pants. His eyes move up and down her toned legs, noting that her pink heels match the pink apron. They are both the same pink hue as her puffy pink cunt. He steps into the kitchen sporting a prominent erection.

"You need some help?" He smiles devilishly at her.

She turns to him, leaning back on the island. Her glossy lips part in a gorgeous smile and seem to shine with a fresh coat of deep red lipstick. The pink apron is tied around her slim waist in a tidy bow. The thin string holding the apron around her neck does little to contain her massive double D tits. They bulge out obscenely on the top and sides. Somehow the carefully positioned apron does manage to obscure her nipples.

"Yes, young man. Could you open this bottle for me?" Her shiny, ruby lips hang open, inviting him. She picks up a bottle of olive oil.

Matt shuffles toward her. She holds out the bottle for him. He wraps his hand around her smaller one.

"It would be my pleasure." He uses his other hand to twist the top. The bottle opens easily. Matt sets the top on the counter of the island and lets go.

"My goodness you are strong!" She smiles brightly. "Thank you."

Diane takes two steps away from him and bends over the island, resting one elbow on its countered surface. She looks unbelievably sexy in the skimpy apron and stiletto heels. He can almost see the entire profile of her enormous breast from the side. Only the very tip is concealed by the apron. Matt's eyes drop to her pleasantly plump ass. Her cheeks are large and flawlessly round. Not a shred of cellulite is visible.

Matt watches in disbelief as she raises the bottle and tips it over behind her. The oil flows out, splattering on her lower back and down her ass, coating her skin. It spreads, oozing over the surface of her cheeks and down her legs.

"Holy shit..." Matt is so turned on, he doesn't know what to do.

Diane loves driving him wild. She feels the oil trickle down her body, over her ass, and down the back and insides of her thighs. She arches her back, sticking out her ass. The oil continues to glug out of the bottle. She can feel it abundantly coating her and sliding down her lower legs. It is probably flowing over her shoes onto the floor by now, but she doesn't care. Her eyes watch him, watching her.

Matt is frozen in place. He has seen stuff like this in porn, but he doesn't know what to do next. Diane has poured almost a third of the bottle onto herself. She sets the oil down and rotates her backside toward him. With one hand on each of her shiny butt cheeks, she turns her head, looking back at him. Her hands become coated in oil too.

Matt watches her, his mouth gaping open. He can see the thin split of her bare pussy below her apple-shaped ass.

"Can you oil up my asshole?" She asks, spreading her cheeks. 

As she does, Matt stares down at her butt, watching her cheeks part. They are large and round, but eventually, Diane's puckered pink hole peeks into view. He is paralyzed, staring down the double barrel of her asshole and pussy.

"Matt?" Diane half giggles as she says his name, waiting with her anus and pussy exposed. She feels vulnerable all of a sudden.

Matt blinks and shakes his head, snapping into action.

"Yes, maam!" He wastes no time, pulling his shirt over his head and dropping his pants. In the two steps between them, he slides out of his pants and kicks off his shoes. By the time he gets up behind her, he is naked.

She watches him hurry toward her. Diane can only smile in amusement as he fumbles out of his clothes and rushes forward. Once he is naked, she sees his dick is already fully erect. His large tool floats out in front of him, the head bobbing with his steps. She thinks it looks like a small apple.

He is mesmerized by her shiny, fat ass. Matt steps up and places his open palms on the back of her cheeks, holding them open for her. His long, stiff member pokes against the soft back of her thigh, but Matt doesn't seem to notice.

Once Diane feels him grip her ass, she moves her hands onto the surface of the island, bracing herself as he gropes her. The head of his cock pokes insistently against the back of her thigh. She absently looks out the big windows into her back yard. Somehow, she doesn't see the pool boy lurking in the bushes, watching.

"Mmmm, holy shit Miss Dee. Your ass is flawless..." Matt stares down at her puckered asshole and the slit below it. Her whole backside is glistening from the oil. He squeezes her plump cheeks, watching as the tips of his thumbs draw closer to the red rim. Her winking butt hole looks to be about the size of a nickel.

"Now, I want you to make sure my asshole is covered in oil. You have to put your big cock in there, so it will need to slide easily." Diane focuses on relaxing. She drops her head, looking down at her hands as she leans forward on her elbows.

Matt moves his right hand to the part in her cheeks. As he watches, her tiny hole dilates, opening for him. He stretches his hand out and curls his thumb toward her gaping hole. When he touches it, her anus is soft and warm. He presses his thumb in, penetrating her ass with his thumb-tip.

Diane responds, closing her ass around his probing thumb. "Mmmm, yes. Push more oil up inside," she instructs. Her sultry voice is almost a whisper.

Matt feels out of his body, like he is watching a movie through his own eyes. His right thumb is hooked into Diane's asshole, holding it open. He reaches over, grabbing the bottle on the counter.

"Ok, here comes some more oil..."

Matt tips the bottle, pouring oil onto the small of her back. It flows down her ass crack, over his hand, and down his thumb. He presses it into her soft, warm hole. As more oil flows, he pumps his thumb back and forth, working her tiny asshole in preparation for his huge rod. He only slides his thumb in to the first knuckle. For some reason, Matt wants her to feel surprised and slightly uncomfortable when he first puts his Pringles-can-sized cock in her ass.

"Oooh, ahahaha," Diane giggles, "that kind of tickles." She looks back at him.

"That's fuckin hot, Miss Dee." Matt stares at his thumb, gently fucking her ass. The opening tightens and expands around his prodding thumb with her giggles. It makes him want to put his dick in there.

He is suddenly aware of his swollen prick poking against her, then, his throbbing balls. The cumcoction is churning inside him, making Matt even hornier. He looks up, meeting her eyes.

"Mmmm. Okay, that's enough Matt. My ass is almost full of oil now." She smiles. "Your dick should slide right in."

Diane turns, shifting her weight to one elbow and one leg. Matt's thumb slips out of her greasy anus. As she rotates toward Matt, she lifts her other leg over him and finds the island surface with her other elbow. She positions herself so she is leaning back on the table with Matt between her legs.

Before Matt realizes what is going on, she has turned to face him, lying back on the table. She hops back, putting her ass right on the edge of the counter surface. Her feet leave the floor as she scoots up to lie on the island. Oil spreads on the surface below her, oozing from her anus.

Diane looks at him, standing tentatively between her legs. "Are you ready to fuck my ass?"

Matt's grin spreads across his face. He steps forward over Diane between her knees, gripping his stiff member in one hand. Her heavy tits have flattened slightly now that she is lying on her back, relieving the strained apron. He looks down at the bow around her waist.

"Almost..."

The tiny string seems to be begging to be pulled, so he pulls it. The bow gives way easily and the string falls on either side of her. Matt lifts the pink apron from the bottom off her body.

He takes a moment to look her over. This is the first time he has seen her completely naked (except for the heels she still wears). Diane's body is gorgeous. Her tits look even bigger, laying in perfectly round globes on her chest. Her body tapers at her thin waist, then widens out around her hips. Her tummy is flat and her long dark hair flows out beneath her.

"Now I'm ready." Matt says, gripping Diane's right leg with his left hand and holding his fat shaft with the other.

Diane is looking into his eyes, lying on her back. She grabs her left ankle as he holds her right leg and turns her hips up. Her other hand grips the edge of the table for support. Both Diane and Matt lift her legs higher, raising her upturned pussy into the air. Now her ass is at the same height as his cock.

Matt steps up, aiming his swollen dick head at her genitals. He can tell she is aroused because her pussy lips are glistening. To get his head nice and wet, he dips it into her sloppy cunt.

Diane's face scrunches with pleasure as he penetrates her with no resistance. "nnnnngggg" she moans.

He pops his dick head out and strokes it to spread her wetness over him. It glistens with her juices. Then he positions the tip of his cock against her tiny asshole.

Their eyes meet again.

"Fuck me, Matt." Diane says flatly, holding her leg up and arching her back so she can look at him.

"Take a deep breath." Matt watches her.

She sucks in a big gulp of air. This is a familiar technique to her, as she has used it before with anal sex. The idea, from what she remembers, is to hold your breath, then visualize yourself taking a deep breath through your asshole, causing it to open.

"Hold it..."

Diane waits, holding her breath. She tries to open her anus around his fat, tapered head.

"Hold it..."

Her face turns a rosy shade.

"Wait..."

Matt begins to lean into her, putting pressure from his cock head on her anal opening. Diane's face gets more flushed. He pushes her leg higher, giving his dick a better angle. He can feel her tight ass expanding over his wide head.

"Waaaait..."

She feels her face darken. It is now almost crimson. The pressure from his hard cock increases on her oiled anus.

"Now, RELEASE." He drives his hips forward.

"Guuuuhhh-"Diane breathes out, causing her body to relax.

At the same time, Matt plows his fat head through her anal ring, penetrating her. The tip of his head pokes in. 

"-hhhuuUUUAAAAAAHHHH!" Her sigh turns to a high-pitched squeel as Matt pushes his slippery cock head into her lubed up ass hole.

"uuuuhhhh..." Matt grunts, pushing. The ridge of his head disappears into her ass.

Diane's eyes open wider, breathing in frantically and moaning as she exhales.

-gasp-"UUHH" -gasp-"UUHH"-gasp-"UUHH"

She feels him sliding in, stretching her.

"That's it..." He continues driving his hips. Inch by inch, his swollen cock disappears into her ass. "Breathe, Miss Dee..."

-gasp-"Hah"-gasp-"Hah"-gasp-"Hah"

"There you go..." Now Matt gently thrusts as he drives, wanting to be balls deep. "Yesssssss..." His thrusts jostle her, but he keeps persistent pressure. Diane's ass is well lubed, but still is tight enough to offer substantial resistance to penetration. Matt's thick shaft bends slightly against the resistance. He flexes, straightening it out.

Diane's frantic cries increase in pitch.

"HAAH""HAAH""HAAH"

Matt thinks she sounds like she is gradually dipping her toes into very hot water. He is more than halfway inside her, so he lets go of his shaft and puts his other hand on her leg. Now, with one hand holding each of her legs on the inside of her knees, he presses forward as he leans into her, bending her further and gaining leverage. Her legs are slick with oozing olive oil.

"Yes..."

"HAAAH"

"A little further..."

Diane grips the edge of the table with both hands now. He is splitting her ass down the middle, but she tries to relax. She stares straight up at the ceiling. The inch-by-inch pace is driving her crazy. She wants it all, like ripping off a band-aid.

"HAAAH. Matt. Uh. Just. Shove. It. In. Huh." She says between gasps. Her hands both grip the table to brace against his force.

Oh hell yeah! He pauses. "Are you sure?"

She nods, squeezing her eyes shut tight. Her knuckles are white.

"Ok..." Matt rears back slightly, watching the stretched skin of Diane's anus as it sticks to his thick member. Then he drives forward, flexing his long shaft inside her.

"UUNNGGHHH!" He grits his teeth.

Diane's bright blue eyes pop wide open as she takes a huge breath.

-gasp-

"HOOOOOOOOOOHHH FUUUUUUUUUCCKK!!!" She screams, staring up past the ceiling, again unfocused.

Matt's wide tool plows deep into her rectum. Diane feels like she has a baseball bat stuffed up inside her. The pressure is enormous, but now that he shoved it all in at once, she feels some sense of relief. His heavy nuts finally rest on her lower back. He is balls deep inside her.

Matt can't believe how tight she is. As he slips the last few inches into her ass, a large glob of olive oil squishes out. His large cock must be filling every open space and the olive oil was forced out. The oil is warm and feels rather pleasant dripping down his balls.

He was balls deep in Lin's ass only yesterday, but this feels tighter although Lin is a smaller woman. Maybe its been a while since anyone has fucked her ass...

"Shit... Miss Dee... " Matt swallows. "This is even tighter than Lin's ass..."

She lays there, naked, staring up dully. Her ass is stuffed full with Matt's huge, rock-solid pole. Diane breathes deliberately, her heavy breasts rising and falling as she adjusts internally to his size. Her white-knuckled grip on the edge of the table relaxes slightly.

"Good, Matt." She looks into his eyes as he leans over her. "I can't believe you got the whole thing in there. I've got it all in my ass right?"

Matt lowers his gaze from her face, moving down her body. Her tits are large and broad on her chest, looking soft and inviting. Diane's shapely legs are up in the air, slightly bent, topped by her pink stilettos, which aim toward the ceiling. Matt grips each leg on the inside of her knee. The pink slit of her pussy shines with a noticeable wetness. Below the slit, Matt's fat rod is buried between Diane's plump, pale ass cheeks. The large diameter of his dick strains the tight rim of her anus. Matt flexes, expanding inside her rectum.

"Yup, every inch..."

When he flexes, Diane tightens up again. "Whew..." she feels him swell inside her, particularly his bulbous head. The walls of her rectum stretch around it.

"Ok," Diane nods, then resumes looking up at the ceiling above. "Let's get more of your cum in me..."

Her words have the affect of a starting gun to a race for Matt. His heart pounds in his chest. He feels blood rushing to his cock. He also feels semen swirling in his balls, mixed with the tingling of the cumcoction.

Matt slides back, withdrawing about half of his length.

Diane moans, "oooh."

He plunges forward.

Diane grunts, gripping the tabletop, "UUUUH." Her tits ripple at the end of his thrust.

Matt starts fucking her in the ass slowly, deeply. She moans each time he pulls back and grunts each time he pushes back in. At first, he watches her face to judge his speed.

...pulling out... "uuhh"...pushing in... "UUNNGHH"...out... "guuh"...in... "HUUUUUH"

Her expression is neutral, not showing pleasure or pain. Each pump sends a ripple through the soft flesh of her huge rack. He moves faster, no longer pausing between pulling out and thrusting in...

"uh" "UUUHHH""uuuhHHUH""huUUHHAAAHH""gguuAAAAHHH"

"Mmmm, yeah Miss Dee..." Matt gets a good pace going. Out, in. Out, in. His gaze moves from her face to her jiggling tits.

"Haaaa" Diane stares up, glazed over as she takes his dick. Her voice increases in pitch.

"HAAAAAA" She tilts her hips further, lining up her rectum with his prodding pole.

With his quickening pace, their hips start to clap together.

-CLAP-"HOOO" Diane cries out.

She spreads her legs out, then reaches up and grabs her own ankles. As she pulls them toward her head, her hips tilt even further into him.

-CLAP- "HOOOOO" Her voice is almost singing now.

Diane straightens her legs as she pulls. This stretches her legs, making her feel like Matt is pounding straight into her. She was straining to take his size. Now, she feels something start to build deep inside her ass. She pushes toward that feeling.

-CLAP-

Matt's pace continues to increase. He plugs in and out of her slick ass hole mercilessly.

-CLAP-

Outside the window, the pool boy stares from the bushes. His cock is rock hard and he rubs it absently over his shorts. His boss, Miss Dickson, is on her back with her legs spread high in the air, naked except for her high heels. She is having anal sex and he is watching. Her grunts and moans are clearly audible, as several of the windows are cracked open. This scene is too much – he wants to whip his dick out and jerk off to climax.

Brian had thought about fucking her before during jerk-off sessions. She is so damn hot. Unfortunately, she never really said much to him. Her body was always on display; whether it was in a skimpy bikini or in her robe or casual around-the-house wear. It was all just such a tease. He is horny all the time and enjoys ogling her, but today he sees her naked, fucking a guy not a whole lot older than himself. Now she is having anal sex with this guy.

But he fears getting caught and subsequently losing his job. He has a reputation among the housewives (that's what he assumed Diane was, though he had never seen a husband) in this well-to-do neighborhood. Brian didn't want her telling his other well paying customers that he is a pervert. So he has to just watch, rubbing himself over his shorts.

Meanwhile, inside, Matt continues his relentless assault on Diane's ass.

-CLAP--CLAP--CLAP-

"HUUH" Diane takes his pounding as she grunts.

Matt places his hands on her tits, one on each. Her hard nipples poke against his oil-covered palms. He squeezes her jugs hard, using them to pull her toward him with each thrust.




Oasis Pool Club Ep. 06 Pt. 02



-CLAP--CLAP--CLAP-

"There you go..." He watches her staring up.

-CLAP- "HUUUGGHH" She lifts her head, meeting his gaze.

"Mmm, FUCK!" Matt plows into her, mauling her tits and watching her face. He is fucking her ass hard now.

-CLAP- "GGAAAHHH" Diane grunts as he pushes into her. She strains against him. A vein pops out on her forehead.

-CLAP- "YEAH!" Matt yells. Pressure is building in his throbbing balls. He sees the vein pop out and notices her face turning redder. She squeezes her eyes shut, grunting.

-CLAP- "FUUHHHGGCCKKK MATT!" Diane used to love anal orgasms, but Matt is just so big! She wonders if she can get past the feeling of his huge dick slamming into her ass like some oversized anal piston.

Matt grits his teeth as the cumcoction surges inside him. The minty swirl keeps building. His stiff cock slides in and out of her tight ass with some effort. He watches her tits jiggle at each forceful thrust. Matt knows he will cum very soon.

-CLAP--CLAP--CLAP-

The tingle in her ass is building. "OOOOHHH"

-CLAP- Suddenly, she feels the tingle in her ass burst open in a flood of pleasure.

-CLAP- "FUCK MYYY ASSSSS!" Her orgasm hits, flashing bright white behind her tightly shut eyes.

-CLAP- "uuuggghhh" Matt grunts, pressing her fleshy tits together. They stick up obscenely, now slick with the oil from his hands.

-CLAP- Diane's eyes snap open. "GOOOOOOOD YEEEAAAHHHH!" She screams as the anal orgasm rips through her body.

"fuck Diane..." Matt murmurs. His pace is now peaking. He stares at her reddening face over her wide nipples.

-CLAP--CLAP--CLAP-

Diane climaxes silently, her mouth hanging open and her bright blue eyes locked into Matt's. He feels like his cock is so deep up her ass that his dick head must be in her stomach. Her face is beet red with that vein still popping out on her forehead. In silence, her body jiggles with each thrust.

Matt bears down, feeling her quiver helplessly...

-CLAP--CLAP--CLAP--CLAP--CLAP-

Watching Diane's face as she climaxes sends Matt over the edge. With one last deep, strong thrust, he plows his full length into her, then holds it, buried. The minty swirl of the cumcoction peaks, churning out of his balls and surging through his cock.

"uhhh-" he stammers.

The swirling feeling reaches his dick head, then blasts out of the tip as he releases inside her ass. "GAAAAHHH!!!" He feels like there is a fire hose spraying out of him.

Diane, realizing that she had stopped breathing, sucks in a deep breath. As she does, the wide shaft in her ass swells, pulsing. Matt's hot cum floods into her rectum. His grip tightens on her squished breasts.

"Ohhh..." Diane sighs. Her burning urge for more cum from Matt cools instantly with the hot flood.

"HAAAAHHH!" He holds his full length inside her as his balls continue to twitch on her lower back.

Another hot wash of sperm bathes her insides. She breathes deliberately, still holding her ankles. Her open mouth curls into a smile. Their eyes are locked in a laser beam stare.

"Atta boy, Matt..." she says softly, encouragingly. "Thaaaaat's it..."

His flowing orgasm brings Diane a feeling of slight relief from her cum-hunger as he spurts steadily.

"HAAH-aaah!" Matt twitches, releasing another powerful stream into her ass. They both start to giggle with relief.

"Ooh, haha, you're... you're still cumming..." Diane swallows, still half giggling. "ahhh, haha, go ahead, Matt."

Matt keeps his cock buried as he pushes pulse after pulse of hot semen into her. Diane feels the cum level in her ass rising, then bubbling out. Creamy sperm trickles down her ass crack. The warm stream runs onto her lower back. Matt's persistent hose begins to dwindle.

"Hooo..." Matt sighs, jerking with the final spurts.

"Haha hahaha... oh wow..." Diane laughs, feeling full of Matt's seed. The itching desire she felt for more of his cum had slowed as he filled her. Now, with her anal orgasm fading and his jizz flow tapering, this need resumes, deepening inside her. Her mind reels, trying to come to terms with her priorities.

"ooohhh..." Matt's balls finally rest, spent. His bleary eyes refocus on Diane's face. He immediately notices the milky swirl behind her eyes. Her serene, post-orgasm expression has been replaced by a blank stare.

"Miss Dee?" he unwraps one hand from her swollen tit, leaving a white handprint on her flushed skin. He waves his open hand back and forth across her eyes.

"Hellooo?"

She continues staring blankly.

The cumcoction must be affecting her mind. Matt wonders if his influence has initiated. He doesn't want to move or pull his dick out of its snug housing, so thinks of something she can do while she lays below him. Touch your nose with your tongue.

As Matt watches, Diane's plump, shiny lips part. In a mechanical motion, her pink tongue shoots out and curls to touch the bottom of her nose.

Just as he realizes the cumcoction is working, Diane blinks several times rapidly, then shakes her head. Her tongue slips back into her mouth.

"Whaaa... what?" Diane seems to snap out of her stupor. The white swirl is still noticeable, but has faded into the baby blue of her eyes.

"Miss Dee, I think I was able to control you for a split second. Were you struggling with something mentally?" Matt asks, still leaning over her.

"Yes. I felt you filling my ass with cum, then there was like a white-wash over my brain. I kept telling myself to remain mentally aware, but I found myself unable to focus. All I wanted to do there for a second was to touch my tongue to my nose." She stares at him incredulously.

"I think its working..."

They both smile.

Matt shifts his weight fully back onto his feet as he stands over her. Diane's ass is now swimming with his sticky cum. As they both come to relax from the intense anal fucking, Matt's cock begins to shrink in her tight anus.

"Two down, one to go." Diane says, winking at Matt. "Ready for dinner?" 

"I'm starving!" His stomach growls. Matt steps back, reluctantly withdrawing his slackening member.

"Me too..." Diane says wistfully as he pulls out of her.

His soft dick flops heavily out of her ass onto the tiled counter accompanied by a torrent of cum. It makes a splattering sound.

"Meet me in the dining room in five?" She manages a weak smile, still fighting the burning urge for his sperm.

Matt collects his clothes and retreats from the kitchen. "See you in five!"

Diane sits up, making sure he has left the room. She hops down. Even though she feels shameful about it, Diane collects the puddle of sperm that leaked from her ass. She looks around quickly, then laps it up like a cat lapping milk. Tasting her own ass was always a turn on for her...

The pool boy outside watches intently as Diane bends over the island. Several white streaks run from Diane's gaping asshole, down her cheeks and thighs. He looks on, amazed as she licks and slurps the white pool on the counter...



Oasis Pool Club Ep. 06 Pt. 03



To my readers: I know I've been absent on this story for quite a while and I apologize. I have finished the story in my mind and am currently looking for an editor to help me push out the last few chapters. If anyone is interested, let me know. I hope you all are looking forward to the climax of the story. Thanks for reading! As always, voting, comments, suggestions, and feedback are greatly appreciated. Please take the time to do so. I appreciate criticism. It is also such a thrill to hear from any readers who enjoy my stories since I really REALLY love writing them 




"Dinner's ready!" Diane calls to Matt. She has just finished setting two places at her table and the food is hot and fresh. There are footsteps from the living room as Matt makes his way there. Diane takes a moment to check herself in the mirror.

After the rough anal sex in the kitchen, Diane went to her room to clean up and compose herself. The cum-hunger side effect from the cumcoction has left her feeling crazed, but at least she knows why. It had been a twinge after getting Matt's first load in her cunt. Then, with the nut he busted in her ass, the mild twinge she felt compounded, increasing to desperation now.

By separating herself from the situation, she was able to regain her composure. Diane cleaned the oil, sweat, and semen from her body, then fixed up her hair and makeup quickly. She re-emerged in the kitchen ten minutes later, looking fresh and wearing a sexy new outfit.

Matt steps into the dining room. The ambient light from the sunset is fading and Diane is bent over the table, facing him, lighting a candle. He can barely believe how hot she looks. Only moments ago, she was naked, covered in olive oil, and freshly sodomized with cum dripping from her ass.

Now, she looks fresh and sexy as ever. Her hair is shiny and soft looking, falling around her bare shoulders. Diane is wearing some sort of form fitting lingerie (Is that a corset?) with a short, lacey skirt-like bottom, heels and stockings. The lacey garment is blue and black, contrasting with her pale skin. Her giant breasts are squeezed into the snug top she wears, although she has ample cleavage bulging out. Matt cannot believe how she went from a sloppy mess to this immaculately dressed woman in front of him. Her appearance falls between two extremes: tastefully sexy and shamelessly slutty.

"Wow, Diane – you look great..."

She looks up from the candle to smile at him. Her fat lips are shiny and red. "You must be starving, Matt. You've been working hard this evening..."

He walks toward her. "Yes, and everything smells so good. I'm ready to dig into your spread!"

They both sit and begin the meal. The conversation is light – Matt is fully relaxed after emptying his balls twice and gets to know Diane beyond the oversexed goddess she is at work. It turns out, she is sweet, caring, and can tell a joke.

Diane is at ease with him, but the growing cum-hunger is there, deep inside. She suppresses it, getting to know Matt beyond the sexual dynamo that he has been around her so far. He has a great sense of humor and seems very bright. The urge to get more of his cum looms just below the surface for Diane. "Lin did a great job with this cumcoction..." she realizes.

She eats, but the hunger is not sated. Matt eats like he has the same problem, but for seemingly different reasons. Diane watches as he loads up his plate, then cleans it. He does this two more times before slowing.

"Aren't you hungry?" Matt asks, looking toward Diane's plate.

She is pushing the half-eaten food around. As he asks, she looks up. She sets the fork down with a clank. "I am hungry, Matt. Very, very hungry..."

Diane is looking at him like he is the meal. He swallows hard.

"I'm sorry," she shakes her head. "This cumcoction... its driving me crazy! I had no idea it would be this strong."

Matt watches her get up and walk over to him. There is a frazzled desire behind the meticulous façade. The look in her eyes and her slutty outfit cause a stirring in his pants.

"I've tried to ignore it, but its just too strong." She drops to her knees, pushing Matt's legs apart. "The only thing I can think of, the only thing I need..." Her hands find his fly and open it in a flash. "...I need more..." She reaches inside, closing her hand over his cock head. "...more..." Her other hand pushes the fly of his pants back as she pulls his large head out. Diane's eyes light up as she looks at Matt's oversized member. "...more CUM!"

With that, she parts her lips and slides his dick into her mouth.

"aahhh..." Matt sighs raggedly. He is still chewing. His fork falls from his hand onto the table. Her wet mouth wraps around his semi-rigid girth and slides down.

"Misssss Deeeeee..." he moans. Again, he feels his member become engorged as his arousal rises. Diane seems very much focused on sucking his huge dick.

Diane has become possessed with an almost animalistic drive to get more of Matt's seed. Her entire focus is now on the monster cock, gripping the shaft with both hands with her lips suctioned over the bulbous head. She takes more his length into her mouth.

"Mmmm," she moans, feeling his dick stiffening. Her mind is focused on pleasing Matt.

He shifts in his seat slightly and slides both hands into Diane's soft hair. Matt's hands move up and down with her head as she works him to full arousal.

As day passes into night, the pool boy takes relief in the spreading darkness. He has walked around the house to the front for a better view of Matt and Diane's ongoing sexcapades. In addition to keeping Miss Dickson's pool clean, Brian is in charge of maintaining her estate's gardens. He knows how to stay out of sight in the trees and bushes because he planted them.

At the front side of the house, Brian peers through a window while using a flowering pear tree for cover. Standing between the tree and the hedgerow, he is invisible to cars and pedestrians passing by. He knows in the growing night, he is also unseen from inside the house. Still, paranoid about losing his cushy job, he peers around quickly. No one seems to be nearby, so he carefully unzips his shorts and frees his raging hard-on. It springs out, sending a few drops of precum flying. The night air seems to almost electrify his throbbing cock. He watches the well-hung young man being fellated by the gorgeous, older brunette.

Matt's eyes are locked in on Diane's. He watches her eyes as her mouth travels down his veiny shaft, then back up. The cloudy swirl is there, behind her bright blue pupils. Diane's face descends again, taking Matt's stiffening member deep. She pauses to throat him now before he swells to his imposing full-blown erection.

There is an involuntary reaction to having his cock throated by the senior, experienced MILF between his legs, despite the two vigorous sex sessions. With Diane parted lips slightly smiling at him, Matt feels the stiffness return to his turgid prick. It begins to stretch his sexy boss's throat.

Diane feels Matt's dick throbbing and swelling. She scoots forward in an effort to keep up with his expanding tool. His inflating member gives her the feeling that she is swimming upstream in a creek, against the current. Her determination does not wane, however, and she drives her lips forward as the base of Matt's widening cock stretches her lips.

"Oh... god..." Matt whispers, watching her struggle to accommodate him. He nestles his fingers deeper into the soft, dark waves of her hair.

"Mmmmm..." Diane moans in a worried tone. Her face begins to flush. She feels tears well up from the swelling cock stretching her throat.

"Uhhh..." Matt grunts. He knows his cock is growing, pushing Diane's gag reflex to the limit. It takes all his concentration not to flex his massive tool.

Diane pinches her eyes closed, forcing tears to trickle out, and fights against the erection pushing her back. She vigorously advances her lips, inching down Matt's pole. She gently takes his balls in her hands and pushes them against her chin, trying to get him deeper, her face closer to his groin.

This distracts Matt. When she lightly pulls his hanging nuts against her chin, his concentration slips and he flexes from deep in his abdomen. With a strong twinge, Matt's cock lengthens and swells to its full size. Diane's cute face rides up along with the large tool she is sucking, rising as it straightens. The plum-sized head of Matt's dick pokes deeper into Diane's throat.

Before Miss Dee can react, she gags. It is silent at first as she lurches against his stiffness, but she is forced to withdraw on the second heave.

"gggcckk." Her eyes squeeze shut. More tears run down the sides of her cheeks, now leaving wet trails.

Matt's slippery shaft slides out of her pillow-soft lips, followed by his large crown, which makes a soft popping sound. Diane's eyes blink open when her mouth comes off completely as she leans back. Strands of spit dangle from Matt's bobbing cock as Diane catches her breath.

"ahhh," she pants. "It's so big, Matt."

"God, Miss Dee – Diane..." He smiles, amazed at her ability to handle his huge dick at all.

She smiles back, her chest rising and falling.

"That just feels so good. You give amazing blowjobs..." Matt watches his sexy boss kneeling in front of him.

"Thank you, Matt," Diane says, her breathing becoming even. "It's good to hear that I haven't lost my touch, young man."

They share a brief moment, then Diane rises and reaches behind her. Matt looks up to see the top of her corset shift out as she releases something. Smiling, Diane unwraps the lacey cups of her top from her body.

Matt's gaze drops unabashedly to her chest. He can't help but revel in sight of the best set of tits he has ever laid eyes on. Diane rises to stand tall, arching her back slightly. She even turns back and forth slowly. From his vantage point, one of her massive breasts faces him head on and the other is almost in profile. They are perfectly symmetrical as they wobble with her movement.

Diane takes a moment to enjoy the almost child-like look on Matt's young face. Part of the reason she loves seducing younger men is that they give her the impression that her breasts are one of the wonders of the world. She lets her gaze fall to Matt's oversized anatomy, his huge erection. It glistens with her saliva in the candlelight. She is suddenly reminded of the second part of the reason she loves seducing younger men: their virility. Matt's dick is once again hard enough to hammer nails with. The cum-hunger induced by the cumcoction is like a persistent knock against her brain.

"I want you to really enjoy this, Matt." Diane leans over him, her gaze steady on his member. "I want you to enjoy knowing how much I enjoy it." She nods for him to stand, which he does, wordlessly watching her bare, wobbling double-Ds.

He watches his shorter boss carefully open his pants and belt above his protruding tool. Her forearms softly brush against Matt's bobbing cock head as his dick throbs with his heartbeat. Diane crouches, lowering his pants.

"This is all about you, Matt," Diane says, stepping around him.

She walks around to the other side of the table and turns to him. "You are going to fuck my tits." Diane leans forward onto the darkly stained table and scoots toward him.

"I want you to fuck my tits, then release your load deep in my throat." Diane's eyes twinkle as she rolls over onto her back.

Matt is speechless. He watches Diane lay her head over the end of the table, letting it dangle. Her massive boobs flatten slightly against her chest, but still look perky and tear-drop-shaped with her prominent nipples now pointing outward.

"Now," Diane cracks a huge smile as she reaches a bottle of chocolate syrup on the table next to her. "It's time for dessert!"

She turns the bottle and squeezes, shooting a dark, wet line across her soft, pale skin.

"Ooohhh..." she coos, squirting a second, then a third gush of syrup over her doughy mounds. Diane places the bottle on the table and absently traces her fingertips through the chocolate, looking at Matt upside down. "Dessert is served..."

Matt lunges forward. He palms the side of one soft breast in each hand, then presses them together as he lowers his mouth to her cleavage. Thick, dark syrup oozes all over her flesh. Matt begins to kiss and lick it up. The blackish-brown liquid sloppy smears across her chest and neck.

"Ooh," Diane sighs. She feels the young man's hot mouth working over her ample tits and nipples. "Yesssss..." she hisses.

Matt is devouring Diane's heaving tits and making quite a mess. Diane looks up to see his veiny shaft towering over her and reaches up to wrap both hands around it.

"OOOO," Matt lifts his head at her touch, groaning.

Diane squeezes and works her hands back to the base. Her perspective below Matt's cock enhances the imposing pillar.

"Mmmm. That's it. God, you are so FUCKING big..."

She slides her tight grip forward to his head. Her chocolaty hands leave his wide shaft streaked with syrup. As her small hands reach his cock-head, a clear, fat stream of precum oozes out, dropping down onto her neck and chin. There is an audible splatter followed by Diane's throaty moan.

Matt stops sucking her tits long enough to gasp lustily, then stands up straight. Chocolate syrup covers his face. He looks down at Diane below his wide shaft.

"Diane..." He releases her smeared tits and takes hold of his dick at the base. "Can you-"

Before he finishes the request, Diane slips her hands from his dick head and presses her small hands against the immense outer curves of her breasts. Looking up, Matt sees them squish together pleasantly.

He smiles. "Yep, that'll do."

Matt places his crimson mushroom tip in the long, deep cleavage. It slips in easily, feeling like a warm, wet cocoon. Diane notices his tip twitching slightly, buried between the tops of her mounds. He puts his hands over her smaller ones and drives his long cock into the soft valley between her fun bags. In one continuous stroke, he plunges between her tits.

"oooooh," he moans as his hard shaft slips against her soft skin.

Finally his straining cock head peeks out of Diane's bottom cleavage, where her tits meet her ribcage. The bulb is now covered in syrup and a dark black color. Matt's heavy balls move forward to rest on Diane's chin and over her mouth. She purposefully opens her lips, running her tongue up the back of his sack. She moves her hands to his hips and uses the tip of her saliva-soaked tongue to put pressure right behind his balls.

"Mmmph," Matt grunts as he begins pumping into her cleavage with shallow strokes. "FUCK, Diane..." He watches his tip move back and forth, still poking out with his shallow strokes. It smears chocolate syrup and precum on her upper abdomen.

Matt begins thrusting deeper now plunging into her smashed-together tits. He lets himself stroke into her cleavage fully, gripping her warm curves.

Diane pauses her tonguing. "Yes, Matt. Fuck em, fuck my tits!" She pulls his hips into her in rhythm with his pace. "You feel so good sliding between my sticky tits." She is trying to talk as dirty as possible to expedite his ejaculation. Her tongue pops out to lick at his taint again.

"Uh," Matt grunts absently. He can already feel the building swirl deep in his core.

He shoves his dick forward and pauses, watching his dick head poke out. He sees his cum hole swell open and the building pressure in his balls rises. Matt clenches up.

"fuck," he says. A clear jet of precum slips out, splattering in and around Diane's belly button.

She feels him stop, then issue the warm fluid from his cock head. "Easy, Matt!" Diane tries to imagine she is speaking to his face, but it is hard from her position between his legs, below him. The balls dangling on her neck tighten noticeably. "You can't cum on my tits, now – its got to go down my throat."

Diane pushes Matt's hips back. She watches his veiny pole slide out from her cleavage above her like a sword from a stone. Her eyes then focus on his face above his long rod.

"You better put in in my mouth now, just to be sure." Diane looks cautiously from his face to his cock, then back into his eyes.

"Ok, I think you're right." Matt chuckles, tilting his chocolaty knob down. He lines his tip up with Diane's red lips. Strands of sticky syrup begin to stretch toward the floor. "I almost lost it there..."

Diane opens wide for him and Matt pushes his fat head inside. He watches her lower lip stretch around his bulb. Diane moans around his cock, tasting the chocolate mixed with precum. The dangling syrup strands drape across her forehead and into her hair. She sees the syrupy drips hanging from the rest of his shaft and his balls, upside-down from her perspective.

With just his spongy head in her mouth, she slurps it to create suction, which collects the syrup, precum, and saliva building against her tongue. Then she swallows it down.

From Matt's perspective, he can see Diane's neck and her round throat. He feels her suck on his dick tip, then swallow. Watching from above, he sees the lump move down her neck until it vanishes. The image of her throat working coupled with feelings its tightness sends shivers down Matt's spine. He even feels his testicles shiver, wondering if they are churning out more cum for him to feed Diane or if the feeling is a result of the cumcoction.

Matt leans forward, stuffing more thick pole into Diane's mouth. After a few inches, he can feel the resistance of her tapered throat.

"Fuck, you have a hot mouth, Miss Dee – Diane..." Matt reaches down to hold her head by her soft, dark hair as he impales her face.

Diane nods, focusing on breathing through her nose. Matt rams more cock past her lips, penetrating into her throat.

"Ssssss," Matt hisses at the sensation of her tight oral passage through clenched teeth. He is amazed to feel her ribbed esophagus encapsulate his throbbing cock.

With half his steely shaft buried in Diane's throat, he knows he won't last much longer. He's got to make this last load count, which means pushing his dick as far down her gullet as possible before ejaculating the full payload of his nuts into her stomach. But he knows that one more push, one more thrust, will send him over the edge. His orgasm is imminent.

Well, fuck it! Let's see if Lin's experiment works...

While staring down at underside of Diane's narrow neck, Matt plunges his lemon-sized dickhead deep into her throat.

"ah." he says tentatively, then flexes into her, watching the lump of his cock head as it causes her throat to swell. It travels further down her neck, toward her tits.

"Ah." Matt takes as much of Diane's double-D tits into one hand as he can, then jerks forward, shuddering with pleasure. He uses his free hand to pinch the bulge in her neck created by his wide cock-tip.

Upside-down, Diane watches Matt's balls approach her face as he crams his dick into her. With only a few inches to go, she feels his fingers pinch her throat, which is wrapped around his large prick. She was not expecting that.

"GGGGGGG!" she grunts, sticking out her tongue. A warm gush of saliva sprays out onto Matt's balls and upper thighs as Diane sputters.

"oh fuck-" Matt says urgently. He sinks the rest of his cock through Diane's soft lips, finding a tiny bit more room with her tongue extended.

His pleasure boils over and the sharp tingle rockets from deep in his balls, through his shaft, right up to the tip. He clenches as his straining cock begins to twitch. Matt senses the pressure to release.

Diane feels Matt plow into her. Just as his balls mash against her eyes, they begin to tremble and jiggle. She moans around the stiff tube jammed down her gullet, feeling it swell and throb. Everything lurches against her face.




Oasis Pool Club Ep. 06 Pt. 03



"Dessert isssss..." Matt sounds as if he is stretching to grab something just out of reach, then pauses. Suddenly, with a violent jerk, he sighs "...seeeeerrrrved..." He releases the pressure, sending a strong torpedo of cum straight down Diane's throat.

She feels a large volume of warm liquid flood her lower esophagus and begins to moan.

Matt's entire body is twitching as he squeezes her neck and his embedded dick. "...uhh..."

Another warm rush surges into her. She swallows around his pulsing stick, more as a reaction, than to gulp anything down since his cum is pumping straight into her stomach already.

"Uuuuuughhhhhh..." Matt rises onto his toes as he deposits another swelling tide of jizz.

"NNNGGgggg..." Diane moans, encouragingly.

The young man lurches forward, releasing his grip on her throat and latching onto her sticky tits with both hands with a white-knuckled grasp.

"GGgghhh!" He spurts deeply into her again, balls swaying wildly as he empties them. His body continues to tremble in pleasure.

Diane nods with her face still impaled. She can't even taste his cum, yet the warm, thick flood cools the heat in her belly. The mental image of a small fire in the pit of her stomach being extinguished by spray after spray of white, sticky spunk flashes in her mind. This image is immediately followed by a white-wash over her consciousness. Diane enters a state of complete mental complaisance.

The cumcoction flows from Matt's balls into Diane's body and takes hold of her mind, which becomes a clean, open space waiting for input.

Finally, Matt's pleasure crest recedes. He feels the tingle taper from his tip and relaxes. The body-wracking twitches slow, then stop. He comes down off of his tip-toes. For the third post-orgasmic time that night, his pleasure subsides. The heady experience gives way to reality. Matt's brain and body return to normal function, which snaps him into the realization that he should now have influence over Diane.

Matt steps back and peels his hands off of Diane's soft hooters. His tight grip leaves hand prints on her boobs. She seems oddly quiet and docile as he withdraws his spent, but long member. He pulls it out the rest of the way. Because it has lost some of its rigidity, his cock droops down along her nose and forehead. Stray strands of his sticky seed trail across her face in its wake.

"Diane?" Matt asks cautiously.

No response.

"Diane?" he repeats.

Can she even hear me? He wonders.

"I can hear you," Diane speaks in monotone.

Matt gathers his thoughts. Sit up.

Diane spins and sits up on the edge of the table. She looks completely emotionless, like a doll. Her cheeks are flushed. Her tits and chest are splotchy red from Matt's assault with his hands and his cock, but she is otherwise normal. Then he sees her eyes. The blue irises are noticeably clouded over by a murky dimness. She is definitely in some sort of trance.

Stand, he thinks.

Diane's high heels clop against the wooden floor as she takes to her feet.

Bark like a dog.

"Arf, arf, arf." Diane barks crisply.

"Oh my god..." Matt says. Put the Hershey's bottle into your pussy.

Without any hesitation, Diane picks up the bottle of chocolate syrup and bends slightly at the hips. She penetrates her swollen pussy lips with the tip of the bottle and slips it in.

"It fucking works!" Matt exclaims.

Then Matt suddenly notices the young man staring through the front window. He looks past Diane as she holds the bottle stuffed into her cunt and realizes that he has been watching them all night. A thought occurs to him...

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Brian peers through the large bay windows, slowly but purposefully stroking his cock. He is essentially beside himself with arousal by this point, although he is holding himself on the edge of climax for as long as possible. He wants to enjoy this. This is now his third summer landscaping and gardening for Miss Dickson, but his first opportunity to behold her raw sexuality. Until this point, he has seen her plenty of times in revealing outfits: bikinis, loosely tied robes, nighties. He has also caught a fortuitous glimpse of her here and there: her nipple slipped out briefly as she napped poolside, her robe falling open or being too short as she bends over, giving him a quick flash of pussy or breast. Once, he even happened to see her conspicuously in a mirror as she exited the shower where she thought he couldn't see her. But all those times paled in comparison to this.

Brian had watched her fuck this young man in more positions than he had ever dreamt of. He had seen her take a load of cum in each of her holes and presumably begging for more. Probably the dirtiest, most erotic thing he had seen was after the guy busted his nut deep in Miss Dickson's ass, she had licked up the puddled cum that had leaked out.

The image brings a surge of pleasure. He stops stroking, releasing his tightly-gripped shaft. The steady drip-drip-drip of precum rises to a thin jet as he clenches. It splatters against Diane's window.

"no, no, no..." he says softly. 

Not yet! He thinks, still wanting to see what was next before he finished himself off. He is surprised he has not cum yet, which for some strange reason makes him a bit proud. This is the hardest he can remember his cock ever being and the longest amount of time he has had an erection without finishing himself off.

Admittedly, the action had taken a turn for the weird. His boss, Miss Dickson, had been very anxiously going after the guy's large dick for the past few hours. Now, she seems distracted or turned-off. Brian watches her mechanically jam the Hershey's bottle into her pussy. It didn't strike Brian as being a natural progression from the titfuck / deepthroat he had just witnessed, but the guy had obviously just deposited his orgasm down Miss Dickson's throat in a somewhat violent manner. Maybe this was their attempt at getting her off as well.

Brian continues to watch. The young man appears to be giving Diane orders, but Brian can't hear him speaking. The guy pulls out a chair and sits down, facing the window. The man's long, freshly sucked cock drips the last of his cum onto the floor. In a flash of reality, Brian realizes that this guy might be looking right at him! He quickly ducks into the hedgerow, hard dick flopping in the open air.

SHIT! I'm totally fucked if he saw me. My dick is out for christ's sake! I'll be fired for sure-

"Brian," a familiar voice says from behind him.

He feels his face flush red, recognizing Miss Dickson's voice. He tries to remain frozen, but is pretty sure she can plainly see him, exposed cock and all.

"Brian, come out of there," Diane says in a motherly tone.

Brian remains still, contemplating his options. Just a few moments, he had seen Miss Dickson standing in her dining room wearing some sort of very erotic lingerie. Her tits had been exposed and smeared with chocolate syrup. Would she have had time to get changed? If he was going to get fired, he might as well go out looking at his bosses monumental boobs.

He rises to face her. Brian's hard dick is still out and his back is to the window. The light from inside is more than enough for him to see that Miss Dickson had, in fact, not had time to change. She had actually not even bothered to get cleaned up or covered up. Facing him on the opposite side of the hedgerow, his hot, MILF boss was standing in her front yard. Her hands sit confidently on her hips and she looks at him sternly with her oversized tits exposed.

Brian goes slack-jawed. After seeing her so many times with her restrained chest bulging out of her undersized tops, he has a fleeting sense that he is looking at some kind of visual oasis, like if he moves or speaks, she will disappear. He shakes his head and looks straight at them.

They look even bigger somehow up close. Each plump, teardrop-shaped breast seems to float softly in front of her, high and perky on her chest. The gradual swell becomes more dramatic before being neatly punctuated by a pink pepperoni-sized areola topped with a marble-sized nipple. Brian stares at them shamelessly. Any slack that had developed in his erection is quickly tightened away as it springs to full stiffness like a tuning fork vibrating.

Diane is looking at him with a no-nonsense look on her face. "Now come on outta there, young man," she says in a scolding tone.

Reality settles in for Brian as he shuffles forward to stand before her. He is slightly taller than her, but now feels distinctly shortened by her authoritative stance. With his pants around his ankles, he shuffles in front of her. Brian's cock is not as big as Matt's, but a respectable length and width. At his state of arousal, it juts out in front of him. When he steps up in front of Diane, his helmet tip brushes against the side of her lacy corset. He shuffles back slightly and a sticky strand of precum hangs between them. Diane doesn't seem to notice.

"Listen," Brian starts, "I was just-"

"Hold it." Diane says sternly. "Brian, I really appreciate all the work you've done here in my yard and around back." She blatantly looks down at his cock, then back up at his face. "Everything you've done here has turned out really well. Before you leave for the day," Diane maintains eye contact with the young man as she sinks to her knees in front of him, "I was wondering if I could ask you to do one more thing for me."

Brian's brain short-circuits. He can't comprehend what he is seeing. "Uh," he stammers, looking down at Miss Dickson's bulging, chocolaty tits and her juicy mouth just inches from his prick head.

"Would you mind, if it's not too much trouble..." She looks up at him and swishes her head from side to side, letting her hair fall back behind her shoulders.

"uuuhh." Brian can't believe what's happening as he watches Diane's dainty hands move toward his genitals.

Diane firmly grips his dick in one hand and his tight, cum-filled balls in the other. She gives his steely shaft a solid, deliberate stroke. "Be a sweetheart and-"

Without warning, Brian's cock lurches, spewing a thick strand of cum excitedly against Diane's face. In surprise, Diane reflexively jerks her head back, closing her eyes. Before the first strand is even broken, he spurts again.

"AH!" she shrieks, gripping Brian's dick as sticky cum splatters against her.

"uh." Brian grunts, launching strong blasts uncontrollably.

Diane turns his dick down, aiming it at her tits blindly. With her eyes squeezed shut, she continues, "On my tits!" She holds his cock with one hand and his lurching balls with the other as he jets a long line of sperm forcefully onto her chest. It hangs thickly where it lands. "I need something to help me clean up all this syrup..." She continues speaking in a stern manner.

Brian spurts line after pale, sticky line over her massive tits and up her neck, grunting. The delayed orgasm has created quite a build-up in his balls. He wants to fully empty them now, figuring he is due to get fired momentarily. Might as well make the most of this!

Looking down, he slips his one hand into Miss Dickson's silky hair and takes hold of his cock with the other. He feels her small hand around his prick as he wraps his larger hand over hers, turning his dick head up.

"uh." Brian jets cum across her face again, then shoves his hips forward.

His head parts her plump lips, driving between them.

"uhhh," Brian grunts, pushing his dick deep into her mouth until her nose hits his stomach.

"MMMPHH!" Diane grunts, but takes it.

"hhuuuhhhh..." he groans, looking down at his cum-covered boss with her lips wrapped around his shaft.

Brian's entire body twitches violently, surging with pleasure from living out this long-fantasized scenario. He pushes all remaining sperm out with a long, low moan.

"oooooooooooh..." He feels it flow out of him like a torrent.

Diane's throat works as she swallows.

"Jesus fuck..." he stammers. He tightens his grip in Diane's hair and gently drags her mouth back a few inches before pushing it forward again. Excess cum slips out of Diane's mouth, dripping down her chin and his balls.

Diane swallows around his spent cock, then blinks her eyelids rapidly. Sticky cum oozes away from her eyes, allowing her to open them. She flutters them, then holds them open, looking up at Brian.

"Mmmmm," – POP – She withdraws her mouth. "Thank you young man," Diane speaks mechanically, moving her hands to her broad breasts. She begins to rub the cum Brian has sprayed on her chest in with the chocolate syrup. Her hands spread the sticky mixture around making quite a mess of her.

"Uh, hahaha," Brian giggles, still feeling somewhat out of it.

"You may go home for the day, Brian. See you tomorrow, then." Diane says simply. She rises and heads toward the front door.

What the fuck just happened? Brian wonders as he stoops to pull his pants back up. I better get out of here...

Several hours later, Diane wakes up in her bed. She feels freshly showered and is wearing comfy PJs, but can't remember how she got there. With a yawn, she rolls over to find her tablet computer with a post-it note: "Check your email. –Matt"

Still somewhat dazed, Diane swipes the screen and logs on. There is a new chain with herself, Matt, and Lin with several messages back and forth between Matt and Lin. She quickly scans through them as point-of-view flashes stir in her memory and confirm what Matt details in the email. Her mind races excitedly as she clicks "reply all" and begins typing out her plan for Matt and the bitchy mayor, Vivian.

A smirk spreads across Diane's plump lips.