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Her name was Sarah

Chance meeting with a sexy woman






I live in a small town in the midwest. Life is good here although a little boring at times. I dabled with a few of the online dating sites but had little luck. One afternoon,while checking my e-mail,I realized that I did indeed have a message.

I was simple and short,"We have the same birthday", was all she said.

I responded that I would treat her to lunch if that were true. I did not receive a response for a while. Then there it was.

"Sure!!I would love to eat!!".

She then sent her number and suggested I call later that day. I was excited and could hardly wait. When 4 pm approached I dialed her number,with great anticipation,and waited for her to answer.

"Hello,this is Sarah,what can I do for you?".

I stated that I was the one she had e-mailed and she yelled "Awesome,I did not think you would call".

I told her that I would not miss the chance. We made a little small talk and then she asked me when and where I was going to take her. I mentioned a local eatery and she replied with a giddy joy that was unexpected. That made me smile!! So we said our good byes and I waited for the day to arrive. I managed to avoid work at the shop and cleared my schedule that day. I waited for her but it seemed she did not show. So I sat down at my PC and started searching the web.

How she did it,I don't know,without my knowing,she walked in,sat her coffee down and asked me if I was "Hungry"? I just nodded a yes. She was pretty.Shoulder length brown hair, big brown eyes, about 4ft 7, with a large chest. And much younger than I. I asked her how old she was and she replied

"Today I turn 23!!",she said.

My jaw dropped. I am 41,and felt so lucky,to have her interest.

So I walked over to her,put my arms around her and said, "Happy birthday".

I leaned down and kissed her..She responded with a sigh,grabed my belt and pilled me to my desk.

"If I am going to do something I am going to do it right" she said.

With that she hopped up on the edge of my desk,kicked off her shoes and removed her pants.

She looked at me and said; "Lick me!".

Not a problem,as I was already on my way there. She was trimmed,smelled great and tasted even better. She tensed up as I drove several fingers into her swollen pussy. I licked,sucked and nibled for all I was worth. She started to shake and when she grabed my hair,and began pulling me up. I knew what she wanted so I stood up,grabed her hips and slammed my cock into her. Working at a furious pace,I managed to make her pant,and,as she was working her clit I told her I was "going to blow".

She said "Cum in me, please?".

I asked, "Are you sure?".

"Just do it!!" she demanded.

So after a few more strokes she and I were headed to orgasm. As I came she screamed and told me how great it felt and kept rubing her clit.

She slowly calmed down and stopped and asked, "Was it good for you?"

I said, "Oh yes dear,oh yes,but I am not done yet!!".

With that I flipped her over and plowed into her from behind. My balls were slapping her clit as she searched for something to hold on to. We stared working up a sweat when she began slamming back, meeting each thrust with her own.

She shuddered, and let out a moan that seemed to last forever,as my own climax was building,when she screamed, "Oh my god,fuck me,fuck me!!I'm cumming sooooo hard!!".

I picked up the pace and slammed her as hard as I could.She came,so did I. Wonderful. Wonderful.

As we both lay there on the desk recovering,she kissed me and said," Thanks for the wonderful birthday!".

"Anytime". I said."It was fantastic!! I should be thanking you!!".

Then I asked, "So,I filled you up twice with my cum,do you want me to clean you up before you leave?.

"No", she said,"I want my husband to lick your cum out of my pussy,I am not going to tell him!! My little secret" And with a kiss she was gone......


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Summer holiday education

A bond gets stronger



Summer holidays have come around “HOORAY” I get to spend two weeks with my Grand parents in their home near the beech.


I had already packed my bags a week ago, so as soon as I got home on my last day of lessons I ran straight upstairs and undressed jumped into the shower and waited for my Grandpa to arrive to collect me.


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I have always had a close special relationship with my grandparents and they always made me feel special as I was their only grandson, they did have 4 granddaughters though aswell from my aunts and uncles.



Grandpa arrived at 5:30pm we had the usual hugs and then my mom and dad (Grandpa’s son) all sat at the table drinking tea catching up.



It was time to go and my case was put in the boot of grandpa’s car, I kissed mom and dad goodbye and climbed into the front seat next to Grandpa.


Along the way we chatted about how things was going with my studies etc, when Grandpa asked me “and how about boyfriends or girlfriends?”



“I don’t have either, why do you ask?”



“Just curious, last time we spoke you said about how you had been feeling sexually towards both sexes and just wondered if you had experimented at all to find any answers, sorry if I am being to nosy” he chuckled



“I don’t mind you asking at all Grandpa, yes I was and still am very curious and yes I have actually experimented with boys and girls and although I enjoyed both I’m still not really sure, I have seen a few magazines and get excited at seeing nice cocks as much as I do seeing various pussies, but seeing the boys cocks I have played with did not have the same attraction for me as the ones on the men in the pictures”



“If I may ask what exactly have you tried?” he enquired



“Grandpa!!” I replied in a slightly raised barrassed voice



As I said before we have a close relationship but I have never spoken about sexual things with anyone other than a few friends I knew I could trust.



“Sorry Tim, I was just wondering so I can see if I can help you at all anyway I can, I have had some life experiences of my own you know” again he chuckled



I did not pay much attention to everything he had just said so only responded to part of it.



“Well, I have erm looked at, held & stroked a cock other than my own and I have felt the outside and inside of a girls pussy with my fingers” I half mumbled, now beginning to blush.



“Oh is that all?” he laughed “you have not tasted either or tried more?”



“Not sure what you mean by more, but no I have not tasted either, did not even know people do that” now feeling silly as well as blushing



By now our journey was almost over and I could see the sea in the near distance.



“I see you still have a lot to learn Tim but don’t worry I’m sure we can help” he winked and patted my leg



“What or who do you mean WE?”



“Me and Granma, your dad and others”



“Jeeze don’t tell anyone Grandpa please I’ll die from barrassment” I quickly replied



We pulled onto the driveway and grandma was standing in the door way to greet us, I ran from the car hurried up to her and cuddled firmly, she rested her hand on my head planted a kiss in the same place.



“Hello my darling, how was the journey?” she asked



“Hello, it was fine thanks” said i



“I think I may have barrassed him a little Ma” said Grandpa



“And how did you do that?” asked Granma



We moved inside the house where to my disbelief grandpa told the whole car journey story, I began to blush again.



“Aww don’t worry sweetie, we all start somewhere.” Replied grandma, who cuddled me into her bosom.



This actually excited me a little.



The rest of the day was spent talking about the family and what had been happening, after supper I took a shower and sat in the living room with grandpa in my dressing gown to watch some TV, grandma had gone off to bed.



Grandpa brought the conversation back to the one we had in the car, “do you think you will try experimenting again?”



“I think so, as I am really not sure but I don’t think it will be with the same boy as I said earlier it did not excite me in the same way as the pictures I have seen”



“Have you seen any movies showing sex between people” he asked



I knew he meant porn films and told him I had seen one once but the picture quality was really poor.



Grandpa got up went to a cupboard on the wall near the TV and removed a DVD, put the disc into the machine.



“Here watch this a while, I’m going to take a shower so you wont be barrassed”



With that he pressed the play button and left the room, I could not believe it on the screen was a group of men and women all naked having sex, ok so I could have just said an orgy but then I would have lost two lines of my story.



The scene focused on two men standing facing each other holding each others cocks and stroking them, then one guy dropped to his knees and put the other mans cock in his mouth and began moving his head back and forth.



I felt my own cock begin to stir under my dressing gown, looking around quickly to make sure no one was watching I began to masturbate myself allowing my gown to fall open.



On the screen now was a man and woman in a 69 position and the screen zoomed in on the mans tongue lapping at the woman’s trimmed pussy.



I was blissfully Wanking my cock now totally ignorant to my surroundings only what was on the TV when I heard


“Mmm I see that’s having some effect on you then”



It was Grandpa he stood in the room in his dressing gown, I tried to cover my cock but just made an awkward situation worse.



“Don’t worry Tim it’s natural I do it all the time when me and Ma watch these films” he said taking a seat in his comfy chair.



“Grandma watches these too?” I responded; trying to still hide my cock that was still hard.



“Yeah of course, like I said in the car I have had a few life experiences of my own and so as your Granma, besides I’ll probably start playing with myself while we watch, if you don’t mind that is” he said



Blushing and not really sure what to say or do I simply said “I don’t mind”



I turned back to the TV the camera was back on the two men only this time they had swapped places and I could see the cock being sucked very clearly and my cock was twitching again, I kept my hands still even though I desperately wanted to play with myself.



Out of the corner of my eye I could see Grandpa was playing with his cock though I could not see it, he then stood up and said that his gown was in the way and removed it.



I looked at him and saw his cock for the 1 st time, my cock twitched again his cock had the same effect on me as the ones on screen or in the pictures I had seen much better than my friends cock did.



He sat back down and continued to rub his cock.



“Please Tim do not be barrassed we both have the same and we both obviously enjoy this film, if you want to wank please do” he said in a low warm reassuring way.



I said nothing but looked back to the TV wondering should I or shouldn’t I, then thinking that what was there to worried about grandpa was doing it to his anyway.



So again I took my cock in my hand and allowed my gown to fall open, I stroked my cock up and down it felt so nice, then I stood up and took my gown off.



“That’s a nice cock you have, you should be quite proud of it” Said grandpa



“Err thanks, I think” is all I could stumble out



“No I mean it looks very nice and very hard aswell, your friend was a fool not to have sucked it like those guys on screen are”



“Grandpa, I think you enjoy teasing me” I said as I sat back down



“I’m not teasing you, I would have sucked it if I had been him”



“Really have you ever sucked a cock before?” curiosity had taken over now



“Yes me and Ma are both Bisexual Tim and have been for many many years, we used to have sex parties like the one on here but that’s another story”



“How would you like me to suck your cock for you Tim” he asked



“I’m not sure, I feel nervous”



“Ok what if I start to suck you and if you don’t like it I will stop and that will be the end of it, but at least you will know if you like it or not.”



I was feeling very horny and I did want to experience what it would be like and why not with someone I already had a special bond with.



“Err ok yes please Grandpa, I would like that”



He arose to his feet his own hard cock bouncing around in front of him as he walked towards me, I rber thinking how nice it looked and I wanted to feel it, but I just sat there as he knelt on the floor by me.



He placed his hand around my cock



“Mmm” escaped from my lips as he did so


“If you like that you’ll love this” he smiled up at me



He then lowered his mouth down and licked the tip of my cock which was oozing some juices already then lowered his head even further down over my shaft.



“Mmm”



“Mmm indeed you taste so good and your juice is very nice, I can’t wait to taste your whole load” grandpa said looking up into my eyes.



He continued to suck up and down my cock until I bucked and felt my sperm racing up along my thick vein.



“I’m gonna cum”



“Good let it go in my mouth Tim it’s ok I love it”



Well it was a good job he did because right at that very moment my cock erupted in grandpa’s mouth, it was the most amazing feeling I have ever had from my body, it was like the feeling you get when you know your about to get a huge surprise and butterflies start in your tummy only this was better.



He finished sucking and licking my cock clean then sat back on his haunches looked at me



“Well I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did”



“Oh yes grandpa I did, it was wonderful, can we do it again sometime please” I said excitedly



“Of course we can, and I’ll let you into a little secret your dad enjoyed it just as much the 1 st time I sucked his cock many years ago.



“You have sucked dads cock?”



“Yes me and Ma have since he was in his teens and we still do sometimes, he also likes sucking my cock”



“WOW, maybe I could try sucking your cock next time then?”



“Yes I would like that”



“And do you think grandma will join us too like she did with dad?”



“I know she would love to, infact” he then looked towards the front room door



“Come in Ma tell him yourself”



I was shocked to see grandma walk into the room naked, she had been watching from the door all the time, she had a huge grin on her face


“Oh Tim what I just saw was beautiful and yes I would love us all to have some fun together” she said joyfully.






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How many can she take



My husband Steve describes me as a very pretty shoulder-length redheaded MILF; I am in my early thirtys; 5’4”, with natural 34F breasts with sensitive pinkish-brown nipples, a nice round silky smooth bum and a tight partially shaved pussy.



My husband loves to create all kinds of sexual encounters with me as the center of attention. I have been in many situations with girls, boys and big groupd.. He even had me perform like a prostitute at a downtown Manchester hotel once.


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I have really enjoyed most of the scenarios he has created but this one I was pretty worried about and unsure if I would like it let alone whether I would be able to handle it. One Saturday morning he told me that I better rest today because he had invited quite a few friends over for the night, I immediately got suspicious and asked “why do I need rest? He said “I have decided to make you a cum-slut tonight and I want to see your naked body drenched in cum”.



I stared at him and asked “do you have any idea how many guys it would take to drench my body in cum?” and he just smiled and said “I think we’ll have plenty of contributors, I have at least 25 confirmed guys coming over” - I just stared at him in disbelief. After the initial shock subsided I asked “you’re not serious are you?” To which he said “oh yes I am and you’ll do great, you just have to service them until they cum”. I was like “I can’t handle that many guys” to which he with a devilish grin said “you can and you will”.



We spend all afternoon getting the house ready for the party and around 6pm Steve drew me a nice bath. While I was soaking in the hot water Steve came into the bathroom and told me to stand up in the bathtub. As I was standing there he spread my legs wide and lathered my pussy with shaving cream, he then grabed his razor and shaved my pussy smooth and clean.



Steve had me wearing a tight black dress with no knickers, and at around 8pm there was a stream of men arriving at our house. I just hoped that our neighbors werent paying any attention, that was until I saw 4 of our male neighbours showing up too. I counted 32 guys and went over to Steve and whispered “there is no way I can fuck that many”. He smiled at me and said “don’t worry you’ll be fine”.



After everybody had arrived and had got a few drinks inside them, Steve called me over to him and without a word slipped my dress off and let it drop to my ankles. Here I was completely naked in front of 32 guys as Steve picked me up and carried me over to a mattress in the middle of the Dining room that he had put out earlier. He put me down on my knees and unzipped his pants and took his cock out and started to wank himself slowly as he got hard. As he did this he looked me in the eyes and then turned the other guys and said “she’s all yours now, but just rber no cumming inside her I just want her covered in cum.

Steve then put me on my back, spread my legs very wide and began to fuck my now wet pussy. While he was fucking me the other guys took there clothes off and started to put their cocks in my mouth and hands and two guys began to suck and bite my tits and nipples. Steve pulled out of my pussy and emptied his warm load all over my belly and clean-shaved pussy, as soon as he was done somebody else was fucking my extremely wet pussy.



By now I had a cock in each hand, one in my mouth, one fucking my tits and one plunging deep and hard into my pussy when someone pushed my legs toward my head moving the guy fucking my pussy up towards the guy fucking my tits. Then I felt the sharp pain of a hard cock being forced deep into my very tight arse. I now have all my holes filled with warm hard cocks and both my hands were jerking off cocks. Guys started to shoot their warm cum all over my face, hair, tits, belly, pussy and legs and one guy didn’t pull out of my mouth fast enough so he filled my mouth with his tasty warm sperm. There was so much cum inside my mouth that it dripped out of the sides and down my chin.



I am sucking, fucking and jerking off so many guys that I had no idea how many I had done so far. Not until someone lifted me up and put me on m hands and knees and I looked up and saw a line of men with cocks at all stages of hardness waiting for their turn. I looked up at Steve with a groan and the “help me look” when all of a sudden I feel a large cock up my arse, and Steve just just grinned and said “thats it baby, just fuck them I need to see you covered in all that cum”.



Before I could say anything my mouth got filled with a very large hard cock and the guy grabed my hair and began to fuck my mouth very deep – thank god I can deep-throat. At the same time somebody just pulled out of my arse and deposited a large amount of cum all over my back. Being on all fours I can only service two at a time so I get on my back again and immediately my legs are spread wide and I have cocks in my hands and mouth again and between my tits while someone with a humongous cock starts to penetrate my already sore pussy. I never felt a cock this big and I cant even see how big it might be for all the men in the way trying to fuck me wherever there space.



That cock is so huge it feels like a fist but after a little while it actually feels amazing having this enormous warm hard cock gliding in and out of my dripping wet pussy. It feels so amazing that I am getting an exploding orgasm that will not stop as long as he keeps fucking me. I don’t usually make a lot of noise when I come but right now I am loudly groaning and I start to scream “fuck me, fuck me” as this wave of Orgasm overtakes my body. I hear Steve say “I told you that you would enjoy it”,and fuck me I was. Oh How I was enjoying this,



The guy with the enormous cock is about to pull out of my pussy when I tell him “no, please fill my pussy with your cum” and he looks at Steve and asks “are you ok with this ?” to which Brian answers “sure, fill her up”. He then slowly plunges his addictive cock deep into my pussy and I can feel his warm cum hitting the bottom of my pussy and I’m almost passing out when the next explosive orgasm hits me and I tell him “please keep cumming in me”. All the while three other guys are shooting their wonderful warm sperm over my drenched tits.



After this intense fuck I am so sore and exhausted but more guys are sticking their cocks in my mouth and my hands and then I see another huge cock approaching my pussy but he lifts my legs up and very gently penetrates my arse. He is so big I can almost feel every little detail of his cock as it keeps moving deeper and deeper into my ass. After carefully moving in and out for a little while he can tell my arse is ready and he begins to fuck me deep and hard.



Just feeling this monstrous cock gliding in and out of my arse and feel his heavy balls hitting my ass cheeks makes my body shake and before I know it I have another amazing orgasm and yes I do love huge cocks in my pussy and arse – I like smaller ones too but there’s something about an enormous hard cock inside you. To really drive me crazy he begins to switch between fucking my arseas and my pussy – holding his cock as he moves out of my ass and plunges it into my pussy and next out of my pussy and into mr arse. I am screaming the place down and feel in a daze.



I start to suck one guys cock like crazy as I have another tremendous orgasm and then he pulls his tremendous cock out of my arse and I feel a heavy load of cum being deposited all over my lower belly and pussy. Again I have a cock in each hand, one in my mouth and a normal sized one in my pussy and after a little while I am being sprayed with warm cum all over my face and tits. I am now glistening wet with sperm all over my body and face as Steve starts to take photos of me, covered in sperm, lying there exhausted having been fucked like never before.



Through my exhausted breath I turn to him and just say ” I love Cock ” to which he simply says ” I know ” x




First Love



The cold air stung my lungs at I glanced over at Matt. It was so cold his breath was frosty in the air. He looked at me and quickly glanced away. I was extremely drunk. I had just broken up with my long-term boyfriend earlier in the week, the boy who had taken my virginity. I had vowed to get completely smashed this weekend. Now here I was, being escorted home by a freshman 'cause my friends didn't want me walking home alone. I had been crying, so drunk at the party, I had insisted on going home NOW and so they grabed Matt and told him to walk me home because everybody else was either too drunk to drive or busy getting on somebody.


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My heart raced when our eyes had briefly met. I knew this boy had a crush on me, and it drove me wild. I had wanted to say, "Awwh" all year, whenever he had come up with a lame excuse to talk to me, to stand by me, whenever it seemed he had gathered the courage to utter a word to me. It made my stomach flutter when he stammered mid-sentence as he tried desperately to find something to say next.




I rber the time his buddies grabed me at lunch, yelling, "Hey Matt, it's your girl! It's your girl!" What could I do but look away, pretending I didn't hear as he told them to shut up, red faced. I felt bad for him, the way his buddies teased him. From what I had seen he didn't stand up to them enough. Well, maybe he was rather immature, even for a freshman. But right then I was so drunk, I nearly tripped over the curb as I stepped over it. I wanted to say something to him, but the silence was deafening. I started crying again, saying how I hated my ex-boyfriend and how my life sucked.

"Oh, come on," Matt said. "Maybe you're better off without him."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah. Yeah, you deserve better."

"Thanks. You're so nice Matt!" I exclaimed, fawning (my usual

drunk line: "You're so nice!").

His blue eyes, framed by long lashes, studied my face as we walked in the moonlight. I knew he knew I was drunk. I wondered what he was thinking, if he had had some great plan all along to get me into bed that he never quite got a chance at, considering I had always had a boyfriend since he had known me. Maybe some plan that he was always altering here and there, while he never gave up. I wondered if he was thinking it was now his big chance.

I leaned on him suddenly, wrapping my arms around him while I sobed into his shoulder, "Matt, you're so nice..."

He awkwardly put his arm around me, whispering, "Don't cry," to me as we tried to continue walking while I was nearly backward, my arms still around him as I clung to him desperately. I continued crying until we reached my house.

He stood awkwardly on my doorstep as I tried to unlock the door and undo the security system at the same time. I'm sure he didn't know what to do, if he should listen to his common sense that was telling him I would laugh at him hysterically and tell him to get lost if he asked to come in, or whether to go with his primal urges and stay around. I wondered if he could ignore the bulge I had felt in his pants as I had clung to him, my seventeen year-old body pressing against his. I wondered if I could ignore it.

The door swung open, into the pitch black house. "Come in with me," I pleaded, grabing his hands as my eyes tried to focus. "I'm scared--it's all dark," my voice croaked. "Okay," he whispered, staring at my hand as I grabed his clumsily and pulled him in. The door closed behind us and we were emerged in darkness.




I pulled him toward my bedroom. I could hear his rapid breathing over the soft sounds of his tennis shoes on the hall carpet. Thank God, my parents were out of town that weekend.

"See if anybody's in there," I ordered, pushing him into my room as I hung back in the hallway, still crying.

"I'm sure there's nobody in..." he started to protest.

"Just do it," I whined.

He reached in and turned on my light. No one in there.

He glanced around my room, taking in everything instantly: from

the box on my floor filled with picture frames and miscellaneous junk left over from my relationship with Ryan, to my stuffed animals on the shelf, and finally to my double bed with the soft pillows and down comforter. His eyes stopped dead at the bed, and he swallowed. I wondered if he'd fantasized about my bed before, me sleeping in it, himself being in it, maybe about making love to me under its covers.

I walked past him into the room and switched on the bed side lamp.

I sat on the bed and put my head in my hands. God, I was drunk.

I don't know how long I sat like that as Matt stared at me, but

finally I heard his low voice stammer,

"Um, um, do you want me to leave?"

My eyes refused to focus as I looked at him standing in the

doorway.

"Wait, come here..." I said to him. He walked over to me slowly, swallowing. He sat on the bed next to me. He was so nervous. He rubed his palms on his thighs--was he sweating? He was such a quiet guy; I wondered what he was thinking...

"Are you gonna go back to Dana's?" (Dana was my best friend whose house the party at been at; Matt was friends with her little brother Mike, which was how he got to a senior party in the first place). "I dunno," he said. "Mike was getting with some girl earlier and I'm not sure he wants me to still spend the night. I might just go home, it's not that far." "But it's so cold!" I exclaimed, looking at him like he was the bravest guy in the world.

"Oh," he said shyly, smiling down at his hands, which were in his lap, conveniently hiding the bulge from me. I stood up suddenly, and he immediately stood up too. I walked around to the end of my bed, where I paused, not rbering what I was looking for or where I had been going. He followed me and stood closely next to me as I began laughing drunkenly, incoherently exclaiming about how funny it was that I didn't know what I had been going to get.

He smiled at me, still studying my face with his huge blue eyes. I grabed his jacket and laughed hysterically into his shoulder. I put my arms around him and snuggled close to him. It felt so good to be held. I could feel his heart pounding.

My arms still around him, I drew back and smiled at him. My smile faded, and his eyes grew panicky as I just looked at him. I rose up on my tip toes and kissed him gently on the mouth. He sucked in air rapidly; God, I thought the boy was going to hyperventilate. I didn't pull back though, and he began to kiss me back. I opened my mouth and slipped my tongue in to touch his. My arms wrapped tightly around his broad shoulders while we kept kissing. His hands slid down my back, bravely resting on my ass.

My insides were quivering. I wanted him, but should I? I pulled away again, and slid my hands down his hard chest as he stared at me.

"Matt," I whispered. "Have you ever made love before?"

He gulped again, and shook his head, not looking me in the eye, as

he hung his head. Oh, I thought, he's barrassed about his virginity! My heart swelled. I began kissing him again, his neck and his ear while he breathed out in a rush.

"Make love to me tonight," I pleaded in a whisper. "Matt, please make love to me."

"Yes," he whispered back. "Oh God, yes." I kissed him again, then began slowly undressing him, unbuttoning

his shirt and pulling it off while I kissed the soft white skin of his chest. My tongue licked his hard nipple.

We lay on the bed and kissed. Eager, and probably not knowing exactly what he was supposed to do, he practically tried to enter me before we were even completely undressed.

"No, no," I said gently. "Not yet... Not that yet." I gently pushed him off me, and got him on his back. First I

kissed his mouth, and his ears, and his neck. I licked both his nipples, and lay my head down on his muscular chest as it heaved up and down rapidly. Kneeling next to him on the bed while I leaned over him, he stared up at me, touching my face softly, and I returned his stare. My fingers lightly ran over his ribs, and I kissed each one.

Slowly moving south, teasing, I stuck my tongue in his belly button and he groaned, knowing I'm sure the direction I was headed in and what I was after. I kissed the baby fine hairs below his navel. They ran in a streak down into his jeans. My lips traveled all over his stomach, and his hips. I finished unbuttoning his jeans, and he lifted up so I could pull them off. His hard cock, juices dripping out, stuck out of the hole of his wet underwear. Odd thought, I wondered if his mother folded her son's underwear. I wondered what she would think if she could see him now...

I crawled between his spread thighs. He was positively shaking, his hands fumbling about on the bed by his sides. He is inexperienced, I thought. I crawled back up, supporting myself above him, and kissed him again.

"It's okay," I whispered as I looked into his eyes. "Yeah?"

He nodded.

I touched his face lightly, and smiled at him in the dim light. I

smoothed his hair back on his forehead while he swallowed. I kissed him again. He touched my hair too, and nodded again, reassuring me. I went back down. His underwear off completely, I began teasing him as his breathing became even more coarse and rapid. I began licking his thighs, and then kissing his pubic hair as his cock rubed in my long hair. He stared at me, his eyes glassy. I kept massaging his thighs and running my tongue through his pubic hair. He groaned. I knew I was driving him crazy. I looked up at him; our eyes locked. "Please," he whispered hoarsely, begging me for more. I continued kissing his thighs, then moved my head up and let my

tongue slightly touch his warm balls. He gasped, his hips jerking up. I swallowed one of his balls while he moaned, "Oh my God..." I slid my tongue up the length of his long hard dick. I swirled it around, and slid it back down to his heavy balls. I gently took one into my mouth and sucked it a little. I played with his balls with my mouth, my lips around them, licking them in the sack. Then I tongued the underside of his dick's head, and he groaned. I licked it up and down. All the while he was whimpering like a baby.

I finally took the swollen head into my mouth and sucked it, hard. He cried out. I rubed his shaft with my hands while his hands gripped my head, his fingers running through my hair. I took the whole thing into my mouth and began pumping, sucking his dick rapidly. His hips began slowly rocking, bucking to meet my mouth instinctively. I glanced up at him without letting go of my prize. His head was thrown back on the pillow, his eyes closed and his mouth open. His hip thrusts became faster, sticking his cock into my throat and nearly gagging me while he gripped my head. My God, I thought, he's fucking my mouth. His whimpering became louder and he started to yell while I sucked faster, as fast as I could.

"OhmyGod, ohmyGod," he yelled, as his whole body stiffened. "Jen!" he gasped faintly as his sperm exploded into my mouth and down my throat. His hips were lifted off the bed completely as he tried desperately to get as deep as he could. He came so much I couldn't handle it all and it seeped out of the corners of my mouth.

"Yeah, baby, yeah!" he grunted. With one final "Unngghh!" he collapsed on the bed and tried to catch his breath. I looked up at him from between his sweaty thighs and saw his facial expression.

Oh God, I thought, he's in heaven.

I licked the rest of Matt's cum off of his dick. I wondered if he

would leave now that he had cum. I hoped he wouldn't. He liked me, I knew that, but I didn't know how much. Or what it meant to him. Maybe he just thought I was pretty or something.

I crawled up to him and laid next to him. I put my head on his chest and hugged him while he stroked my hair. I kissed his pecs and rubed his shoulders. I held him to me for awhile, then I lay on my back and looked up at the ceiling. I wondered what he would do. He looked over at me first, then leaned over and kissed me. He began kissing my neck and fondling my breasts. He was too rough at first, squeezing my nipples and kneading my tits, pinching them, fascinated with the new toys I had presented him with. I gasped in pain and he looked pleased, probably thinking I was in pleasure. The darling boy was so eager to please. I pushed his hands away and he looked at me, questioningly. "No, you're being too rough," I said. I looked down at myself.



"Don't you think I have pretty breasts?" "Yeah..." he said.



"Don't you want to kiss them?" I asked. Matt looked down at my body. He started by gently tonguing my nipples and kissing my chest all over, then began sucking on them. His hand explored my cunt, and he inserted a couple of fingers in, exclaiming how wet I was. I gasped aloud and moaned when his tough fingers found my clitoris, and he quickly looked up in surprise. "Do you like that?" he asked in delight. "Oh Matt, yes," I moaned.

"Here?" he asked, curious, rubing my clit. "Yeah, right there oh God don't stop!"

Happy where he was, he continued sucking my breasts and finger

fucking me while his thumb rolled over my clit. Spreading my legs apart, I gently pushed him lower. I lifted one knee up. He stared at me, maybe nervous about being inexperienced. But he set his mind up to go for it. His hard cock stuck out like a pole from his belly as he repositioned himself between my legs. I gasped in pleasure as his wet mouth attached itself to my quivering cunt. His tongue slipped in to my vagina and explored my insides. Armed with his new information, he didn't neglect my clitoris, but instead worshipped it with his tongue and lips. I kept encouraging him with groans and yelps and words.

"Oh Matt, honey!" I groaned. "God, Matty, don't stop! Don't stop!" It's not like I was in any danger of his going anywhere; he was glued between my open thighs, happily eating his first pussy.

He kept sucking and sucking me and pretty soon the room began to spin. "Ohhh, I'm cumming I'm cumming!" I shrieked while every nerve in my body danced. I shook all over and grabed his head and pushed it into me. He looked a little alarmed, but extremely pleased with himself, which drove me crazy.

My heart rate, pounding in my ears, slowed as my orgasm subsided. He continued eating me, making me horny again. Besides, I'm insatiable when I'm drunk. I noticed he was absentmindedly stroking his virgin dick while his tongue plunged into my cunt. I motioned for him to move up. He scrambled up next to me and began kissing me. I spread my legs apart and whispered in his ear, "Matt, put it in me..."

He was on top of me in a flash, after all, from what I knew about guys, this is what he had been waiting for for sixteen years. This is what he thought of constantly, what every other guy talked about constantly. Heaven awaited him between my spread thighs. With one arm supporting him, the other gripped the head of his swollen cock which he aimed at my dripping box. He searched for the entrance, then eased in the head. He then shoved the entire length in while we both gasped in pleasure. He lay on top of me, and thrust his dick in deeper, banging against my cervix while I cried out in pain. My sweaty thighs gripping his hips, he pumped a few times more, but he was too excited. In his innocence and extreme excitement he pulled out completely and got off center.

"Oh God I'm cumming," he gasped into my ear. "Cum, Matt, cum!" I whispered back, my head spinning. His hands supporting him while I cradled his head on my shoulders. He frantically tried to get it back into me but failed and shot his hot cum all over my thighs. His voice wavered as he let out a cry, and completely withdrawn out of me, he desperately began humping my slippery thighs and pubic mound.

He collapsed onto me. I held him in my arms and began kissing him. He pulled away, and didn't look me in the eye as he whispered, "I'm sorry," and looked down between us at the mess. "I know, I came too soon," he said sadly, "I'm sorry..."



My stomach leapt to my throat as I thought of how sensitive he was being of me and my needs, how desperate to please me he was. The thought of him being upset by his perceived lack of a "good" performance made me want to cry. I grabed his face and made him look at me. "No, don't be sorry," I said. "It was wonderful; I loved it." It was the truth.



He gave me a shy smile and looked again at the sticky mess that we were encased in. He rolled off me and lay on his back staring at the ceiling, still smiling barassedly. I told him not to worry about it and grabed some Kleenex and cleaned us off. "See?" I said. "All gone!"

I snuggled up close to him underneath the covers. We kissed and rubed each other and giggled. We lay on our sides facing each other, our hips pressing together. His dick soon stiffened again, poking against me. He grinned at me, then rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him. I spread my legs and guided it in. I lay on him at first, my breasts pinned against his chest, and fucked him hard. His body was so hard, unbelievable built for a freshman.

The I sat up and rode him while he lay back with a huge smile on his face, fondling my tits. I couldn't believe how much pleasure I was experiencing with this boy.

I crawled off of him and lay on my side with my back to his chest. I pulled his glistening dick between my legs. Our hands met down there as both of us together put his long dick into my cunt. He began thrusting into me rapidly from behind, grunting his approval. I led his hands to my clit which he played with, his dick in me all the way. He got me onto all fours and continued fucking me.

"Oh, doggy style, huh?" I laughed, at his initiative. "You like doggy style!"

"Hell yeah," he grunted at me. I banged him backwards, meeting each of his thrusts and drowning in pleasure. He massaged my ass, gripping my hips and then reaching down with one hand for my clit, his new best friend. I shrieked in pleasure from his fingers manipulating my clit like that. He was a quick learner, that's for certain. He leaned over me, his chest pressed into my back while his arms supported him next to mine. His large hands covered my small ones on the bed, while he kept thrusting his slippery dick into me. He breathed and groaned in my ear. I groaned back, and kept telling him how great he was.

I sat up suddenly, knocking him back into a sitting position on his knees. "Sit, sit," I told him. I sat on him like that, my ass grinding into his groin while my thighs straddled his. He clasped me to him, and held my breasts with one hand while the other went between my legs. I fondled his balls between my thighs and he played with my clit. My head lolled backward on his shoulder as I moaned, and I twisted around and we kissed.

"I'm gonna cum again," he groaned.

"No," I ordered playfully. "You're not allowed! Matty, you're not allowed to come yet!" "Awright, but I'm gonna if you don't hold still," he warned.

I stopped moving and held still. He didn't move a muscle, and in fact he was holding his breath. I almost started to laugh, but he was gripping my body so tightly I could barely breathe myself. He let his breath out, and said okay.

I returned to rocking him back and forth. It was too much for me, his fingers pressed into my clit and rubing it around, plus his hard dick lodged into me, all made me cum again.

"Ohhh, Ohhh! Yes!" I breathed. "I'm cumming, Matt you're making me cum again you fucker! OooOOOOooh!" "No, you're not allowed, not allowed to at all!" he joked.

My world went white, my body exploding in pleasure as I laughed.

The combination of the two, laughing hysterically and cumming at the same time, was unbelievable. I ground my hips into him violently, trying to milk every ounce of pleasure out of it that I could. He groaned loudly as my vagina spasmed several times, clenching his dick tightly. I breathed hard, spent.

Exhausted, and teasing a little, I got off him and fell on my back on the bed, covering my eyes with my forearm and crossing my legs at the ankles. "That was great Matty, really great..." I murmured, moving my arm a little so I could see him. Matt still sat on the end of the bed, his swollen dick pulsating up and down, still needing me desperately. The look on his face was partial panic, not knowing whether I was done with him or not, and partial amusement, knowing I was teasing him.

I removed my arm completely and, raising my knees up, smiled at him. "Come here!" I said, holding my arms out to my boy. "Come here..."

He was in me again quickly, this time with my raised legs over his shoulders. We kissed passionately, our wet mouths open and our tongues prying in and intertwining, while his hips bucked, his cock in me so deep. He thrust again and again.

Soon, his breathing became even more rapid and he cried out as he shot jets of his sperm into me. He groaned and kept thrusting faster and faster, gasping, then eventually slower, and slower, until finally he fell out and we just lay holding each other, spent. He kissed me. "I love you," he whispered, his eyes shining.

I was much wiser than Matt, older and wiser and perhaps knew a lot

more about love than him. But, at that moment, held tightly in his arms, I loved him too, desperately. I had to. "I love you too..." I told him.

Matt grinned at me and kissed me again.



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Lust

Giving in to an overwhelming case of sexual attraction



I’m passing by your office

I see you’re working late

I call to say hi from the street below

you ask me if I’ll wait

in a moment you are at the door

you smile and say hello

a fleeting thought hints I should leave

but your eyes won't let me go

I'm looking at forbidden fruit

drawn in by what I see

attracted to every inch of you

you unlock the door and reach for me

you slip your arms around my waist

I'm surprised how hard they feel

you pull my body into yours

the sensation is surreal

your steady gaze entices me

your hungry mouth finds mine

you press yourself against me hard

your urgency’s sublime

this closeness makes me dizzy

I'm weak I start to fall

you catch me fast and hold me up

you put my back against the wall

I can feel your bold excitement

my body tingles as you move

I drop to my knees and discover

you are hard and tight and smooth

ardently I devour you



I savor silky skin


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you start to clench and I pull back

I move to your lips again

you lift me up and lay me down

all barriers hit the floor

with one smooth slow move you fill me

I cannot handle more

we slowly start moving together

soon we are desperately intense

passion raw and intoxicating

our desire is immense

we grind into each other

as we push it to the end

the world explodes, and we float down

too much to comprehend



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Make believe husband (cont. )



...........I got home from my first day gone public fully dressed as a lady. It was late in the afternoon, I filled my bathtub with warm water , put in scented bathoil in it , laid in there for an hour and 20 min. Thinking of that day in town , when I was getting fucked by FRANKLIN . Just thinking of that whole scenerio made me horny . I started slightly fingering my asshole, but that could not compare to the hard cock FRANKLIN drove inside me with such TLC. My cock was so hard , I got out of the bathtub and just had to jerk off .


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After all that excitement !, I went to work on myself, I applied some nice and expensive perfume on, very light but very effective, polished my toe nails, I glued on some finger nails, polished them, big eye lashes & mascara, make-up, light blush, eye shadow, plucked my eyebrows, lipstick , eyeliner, nice big red earings.



And then I started on what to wear for my relaxation,,,, I put on a red underwear set ( panty & bra ) my kotex of course, shiny silky pantyhose, my small breast set , white shorts ,and like always do at home ,, very short.... Red and white tight blouse, then my wig , a darker/straighter and a little shorter hair wig and a pair of white medium heels. I looked in the mirror I wasn't going out anymore that evening , but I looked awsome ,,, what can " I " say right , but oh well.



I stepped out onto my back patio with a mixed drink on my hand. !!!I saw a big beautiful sunset!!!! My radio of course played 24-7 out there at a very smooth classical spanish station at a low volume. I laid down on a loveseat, set my drink down ,,,,,ligths out. I was kinda exhuasted or maybe it was just that moment of peacefulness overtook me , but I dozed for a good while.



!!!!Senorita REBECCA ,,,Senorita REBECCA,,,"Ola",,, Senorita REBECCA,,, '''I woke up with a girly yell'''' . "Senorita REBECCA it is me CARLOS" he said...... I am very sorry to scare you senorita, but I was passing by and saw you lay there , I got a little worried... "Thats OK. CARLOS I said,,, Thats OK''. The beautiful sunset had turned into A lovely big moon by the time I was awakened. I looked at the clock on the radio It was 8:38 pm , I had slept for A little over 2 hours. CARLOS had a big stretch of land that he had trails running up and down all around it. And he would do his routes randomly. He claims he was passing by and saw me lying there, so he stopped to check on me , which I think was very sweet. With the big moonlight and my very dim patio lights , I do believe he could've seen me from a distance which was about 50 yards. But then,, I wonder how long had he been standing there checking me out, I wasn't worried about my wig , I make sure thats always secure. My cock is tigthly tucked under my kotex, which was very tuckt' when I woke.



I'm sorry Miss REBECCA maybe I panic'd!! , "He said",,... No No No CARLOS It's alright , "I replied". 'I think that was nice of you', "I told him". Then he continued, " Is that I'm an old man already and maybe I panic and worry too much"". Yes my wife say I worry too much"""". You are not old ,,maybe you do panic but you are not old CARLOS! I answered. Jokingly I told him ,,"" you are about 27 years old "" Right ? 'Oh thank you Senorita REBECCA' Thank you, he said. Please CARLOS , "I'm married, I'm no more Senorita!! I said, Just call me REBECCA ,, I told him ".



'So you don't think I'm an old man? he asked,,. OH OH , I thought to myself, now how do I get out of this one ^%%$$# . Well,, no I think your still strong and handsome""oh man I was getting deeper into this'''. ''I am 62 years young'', he said''. 'wow! 'he did look good for his age anyway. He was tall about 6.4 and still had all his hair, natural dark brown. must've weighed around 200lbs. great body for his age . Since he worked the land, he was pretty well fit.



'You smell and look so pretty'' Seno,,,oh I'm sorry,, he remarked '',,It's REBECCA. Yes CARLOS,, just REBECCA,, rber no more Senorita''. I answered". well,when I was trying to wake you REBECCA, 'I could smell that fresh and lovely scent', it is nice,. he said'. Why thank you CARLOS Thank you. Than a nice song played on the radio, and he asked ,very politely,would you do me the honor of dancing that beautiful song with me? Oh no CARLOS you are married, I am married, and if you get close to me your wife might smell my perfume on your shirt,, or maybe your wife comes over to look for you? I answered. ' My wife never look for me, never, not even in bed anymore!'',he replied. 'I don't think it's a good idea anyway CARLOS', I said.



He must've got upset, cause with a little stronger voice he said,"" I take my shirt off and you dance with me"". Ok ok, I replied, but we wait for another song ok?, this one is almost over. Let me get you something to drink CARLOS, you want a glass of water, a soft drink? You have something stronger? Yeah! sure, a beer or a drink ? A good drink REBECCA,, O.K. CARLOS ""a strong drink comming up"..As I walked towards the backdoor I could feel his eyes on my whole body. I kynda wanted him to feel free, to think that I was intimidated, dominated by his strong dancing demand.



An idea came to my head!. To make things more exciting, and think that I was cheating on my husband while he was out of town, and to let CARLOS think that It was real , that he was home alone with a married woman that he wanted to dance with, or maybe something else. I maxed the ringer on my cell phone, and made it ring on purposely, It rang a couple of times and it was loud enough for CARLOS to notice. ""Hello"" Oh Hi sweetheart!!. I pretended. ""Oh Fine"" I continued as I came out of the house. Pretending It was FELIPE, my husband on the other end. I walked towards CARLOS with his drink and one for me, not knowing that I was playing him, my eyes were focused on his eyes which were focused on my legs and crotch I wasn't worried about my cock,it wasn't responsive yet it was well tuckt'



I proceeded on the phone " Yes honey" I went into town but just for groceries FELIPE!!!. And CARLOS looks at me and gives me that (YOU KNOW THAT I KNOW YOU GOT FUCKED).....gottcha kynda smile,,,and like,, what a slut you are!!.. I continued ""No, No, Oh No, nobody's been by baby, "MR. CARLOS'"!,,, no he hasn't come by , nobody's been here darling. Yes," I was In bed already",,no not asleep, yes thinking of you FELIPE, """No honey, please no """ well O.K and then I kynda shift my shoulders up and down as I look at CARLOS with a smile,,I put my finger on my mouth as to tell him to keep hush!!!. ""Panties ? red,, no, no bra"", after a little kinky talk on the phone, I reply, ""O.K honey I'm glad you came FELIPE,, but you know how I feel about all that cream going to waste!! I noticed CARLOS rubing his crotch, I view the biggest bulge I had ever witnessed. ''Alright FELIPE'', I gotta go, gotta get cleaned up darling"". 'Of course I came too baby' , "" O.K love you Too"". bye now..Iwas trying to make CARLOS think that my husband missed me, and we were having phone sex,, which I think CARLOS was convinced.



With an acting blush face, I handed CARLOS his drink as he was rubing his bulge. ""I'm sorry"", I said. Saved by the song, it came on, he stretched out his arm, offered me his hand, I responded. We started dancing, then I paused ,,""let me take your shirt off""I said, ""so It won't have my perfume on CARLOS"".. "Thank you REBECCA", he answered.I unbuttoned his shirt and with every button I undid , I could feel his manhood come alive, if that shirt had more buttons that thing would never stop growing.



Our bodies were glued as we danced, He said 'Thank you for this dance lovely lady'. And I could hear him breathing deep, as to breathe my fragrance. 'Your quite welcome handsome young man'. I replied. Here I was a 22 year old guy,crossdresser,woman,lady,wife,cheating wife,slut or whom ever I was at that moment, taken by this mature man. He was actually convinced he was with REBECCA ,FELIPE'S wife. ""REBECCA""!! he said. Yes!! CARLOS ?, I replied,... "I heard you talk to your husband on the phone ,and,,and"" ,, ""WHAT CARLOS """? I asked ""WHAT?? Than he said"My cock started reacting like it did when I was young" Thank you REBECCA,for making me feel young for this moment"". "Oh,CARLOS don't be silly". 'But you do have a big monster on you!!.... I could feel it dangling side to side on my legs as we sway to the song""".



I started caressing his hairy chest, touching his lips with my fingers,I wanted to kiss him so bad,feel his mouth and his tongue exploring my hot mouth, no sooner when I craved it , It happened, our lips met, our mouths snapped together.I could feel his manly thick moustache prickling my face, what a sensation,this older mature,experienced,whiskied strong of a man had me melting in his arms.He lifted me and carried me in his arms with no signs of strain. ""CARLOS""! ""put me down,, what are you doing your'e gonna hurt youself""" I demanded... "No Mi AMOR",,,,It's O.K I just want to carry you in my arms. He carried me little ways from my house,since it was his land,I guess he knew where he was taking me. We got to this little remote area about 100 yards from my house with big beautiful trees and a small pond. As he lay me on the thick grass, I could see the moons reflection from the water, It was lovely and I told him so. He said that was the place where he had 1st made love to his wife. I was honored I told him but , It wasn't gonna work with me.



I think he got tick'd off again cause, he started reminding me,of how I had lied to my husband about, being in town only for groceries,and among other lies, like nobody has been by the house... ever. ""You know what I think?"" he said. !OH OH I thought to myself ""He knows, He suspects that I'm not a woman"" ""!!!what? "what do you think CARLOS"? I asked nervously.. Than he answered,, ""I think you need a real man"",and that your husband FELIPE does not satisfy you', ""and maybe he is gay, your husband, maybe he likes to get fucked too"", Thats what I think, he said,.... He was ever so right I thought to myself. And while saying all that he was taking his boots off. CARLOS !! what are you doing? ""I am going to fuck you""he replied ''''..But you can't, no no please CARLOS!!,no I answered, ( pretending I did'nt want him to, my mouth said no but my ass said ,,yes, bring him in ).



!!CARLOS !! I am married"". than he said "that didn't stop you from getting fucked over at the bar today"". '''CARLOS ''' Please don't tell my husband"" I boggusly begged. No mi AMOR!! ""I won't ,You don't want me to, I won't tell your husband"" BUT,,, !!! and looks at me and than looks at his bulge on his pants. ""Well O.K. "" CARLOS"" and since he was rather tall I came to my knees from where he'd lay me down.I started rubing his huge bulge 'wow that felt big' ""You like it REBECCA?''he asked""... 'I can't do It' CARLOS !!. I said,, as I showed him the extra kotex pad I had in the backpocket of my shorts. !!NO??"So what happened at the bar! ""Inside his office when you were with him"" he asked" ,.. "He is a friend of my father,I answered,, I just gave him a hand job for some favor my father owed him CARLOS. ""Please don't tell my husband""I won't tell him MI AMOR I won't"".But he still slipped his hand for my pussy area , as I let him do so, to confirm about my kotex thing, ''Oh well '' he said. And with that he was convinced. I felt bad for him,so I told him ""CARLOS"",, there's another way of fucking me""!... And said he had never done it through there... I told him that he should be honored cause nobody had done me through there either,not even my husband.""But I don't want to hurt you REBECCA"" he said. that was nice of him. ""We can do it slow and gentle CARLOS "".. Please CARLOS ,,,I need you baby,,you got to fuck me"",I need your cock,,....Here I was now sort of begging to get nailed in the ass, by what appered to be the largest cock I'd been with.



I proceeded to his pants,he looks down at me, as I look up at him, with the bright moon upon us. I loosen the button,unzipped his pants, to my surprise, no underwear, I wiggle his pants down,had a little trouble cause of his hard-on they drop down to the ground, out pops his cock slapping my face, what a great feeling.After a few strokes of that beautiful long and thick shaft I noticed pre-cum at the tip. My finger is there to intercept the fluid, I look up to see CARLOS he eyes are nailed to my face, I take my finger dip it into my mouth. ""REBECCA""" MI AMOR he calls". ""Yes baby? I asked"". I am 62 years old and have never known anything but pussy fucking""he said.""I reply,, I have been married to FELIPE 4 1/2 years , a fewfucks and 1 or 2 handjobs is all I've had from that bastard. I replied..((but I did say from him ))... "CARLOS lets enjoy this"" ,,,. ""Yes MI AMOR yes"".



"I want to smell your body REBECCA" said CARLOS" So I stand up, he picks me up, stands me up on a large tree stump. I tell him ,"I want you to kiss my legs and thighs CARLOS "",,, hoping he stays away from my breast. With me elevated on the stump his face is even with my crotch area,he unbuttons my shorts shakes them loose takes my shoes off,turns me around with my ass right on his face, by this time his sniffing like a dog. 'Mmmmmmm', he moans. I take off my blouse to make him feel comfortable. He Pulls down my pantyhose,my panties are the old fashion wrap around brief type,with a slit in the ass area , which he wasn't even curious about.With his tongue, he licks me all around my lower body,legs thighs,feet,my ass cheeks, and keeps repeating 'mmmm very good , very good''',he carries me again in his arms, brings me down just to give me a big kiss in the mouth,all this time I'm in his strong arms ,I close my eyes but I can still see stars.His mouth is now hotter than mine which is a good indication that I'm gonna get a good fuck.



After he pulls away from our kissing ,he stands me on the stump again , my ass facing him ,except this time he digs into my asshole,while licking my ass fondling my ass cheeks he spreads them out to dig in deeper with his tongue... I can feel the bristle of his moustache all about my ass area.He bends me over, with that my ass voluntarily spread,so with his free hands he starts caressing my breast which feels real good , but still with my bra on,my fake breasts are the pricey ones,strong adhesive unnoticable edges, so they do have that real feel sensation.He asks me to undo my bra, I, I, I, I, gglladly do so. Just reaching for that strap, to undo it, makes me feel real feminine and that made my cock erect . He starts fondling my tits ,I can't believe I'm naked (except for panties) in font of a man. He keeps fondling my tits as he is digging in my ass with his tongue,,""Baby ,CARLOS baby"",, ""yes darling" he asks?. ""Rber you said you didn't want to hurt me Baby"" ? I asked.. ""Am I hurting you MI AMOR ""? He asked back. "My tits hurt a bit" I answered. No problem !! He answered, So he gently pulls his hands away.



So he focused on my asshole for a great while, It seemed like he was eating me forever,and that old guy never showed a sign of cumming ,I looked down at his cock It was as hard as before ,, What energy. !!!I want some CARLOS!!! What you want REBECCA? ""I want to taste you too CARLOS baby""!! You know you are a smart man CARLOS, very smart. "Why you say that REBECCA MI AMOR ""? Because you know, my husband FELIPE doesn't make love to me in 2 yrs.And I found gay magazines and a vibrator in his suitcase , he doesn't know that I saw them. ""AY,AY,AY REBECCA"" ,When I met that guy I thought he was kynda funny. ""CARLOS"" love me, make love to me,, or please just fuck me and leave me if you want to.""Put me down baby"" I told him,"yes darling he replied. He carried, me puts me down,Icome to my knees, I look head on that massive cock of his in my face , I start kissing it with passion, I start licking it up and down that shaft, I put my hands on his balls, they were hard as stone and full of that delicious sperm.I put that tool in my mouth , I suck it like a crazy woman, I gag, but I don't care. I eat that mans manhood, what ever fits in my mouth , I work my way to his balls, licking every hair around it. Still crazy for more cock, I back off the balls, Put my mouth over that big head, that itself almost fill my mouth, but I take more in, and more.This man just won't explode, not that I want him too , not yet anyway.



All this time he is looking at me, as I am devouring all his manhood. I couldn't help myself so I turned him around, with his ass facing me, I lean him over slightliy,spread his legs grab his cock from through his legs , it's long enough that I start sucking from behind him, by this time he is starting to react by quivering and moaning. I keep on sucking, I grab a good 6 inches all the way back behind his legs.After sucking his cock, I start moving my lips to his crack, a slight movement of delight from him , and I proceed,I go back to his cock, on and off to his ass crack,a little bit more inside his crack everytime.Suddenly I'm digging into his ass crack I hear him saying ""never happened like this to me before"". ""Do you like it baby ?''"I asked"I'm a man It shouldn't feel this good '' he replied, after sucking and licking I pulled away.



He said"REBECCA" I might say some words that are not very gentleman like when I cum,,"" so don't take them personal If I do happen to cum, or to say such words,, "'O.K. Baby"'I answered"", thanks for that warning.""I am so hard"", he said. ""It's been so long,, he kept on,"" ..""It's alright"" I comforted him, It's gonna be alright.. ""O.K REBECCA bend over"", yes baby yes!!! As I bent over he spat in my ass as to lubricate it a little , placed the tip of his cock in my asshole. I wanted to thrust back to take it all,but had to restrain,so he would think this was my first time in the ass.As he was slowly pumping and rammin, I had to moan and make all kinds of movements and gestures. But to my expectations that cock made me move quiver and moan naturally. He was pumping slow rythmic strokes, and started saying !!PINCHE PUTA!!PINCHE PUTA!!which translates, to fucking whore. ""You want more I got more !!PINCHE PUTA!!"""Yes I want more baby""", I replied..!!!!give me more CARLOS!!! I was hurting so good . When he asked you want more ,,I reached my hand to feel how much cock was left to take in , I could swear that thing grew more,I felt at least 5 real thick inches of cock inside me.I still had half to take in my ass from his massive cock. !!!!PINCHE PUTA MUJER CASADA!!!!translate fucking married whore.FELIPE JOTO!!!! that my husband was gay,was he ever so right. Must've been 45 minutes of pumping and 5 more inches inside me ,, It was to the hilt now , that man was fucking me like he was a caveman , I can't believe I was actually taking all his manhood in my asshole. He started reacting when I started saying"""Fuck me CARLOS """"Fuck you FELIPE"""" aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh baby give it to me, all the way all of it baby!!!!!!!!! PINCHE PUTA REBECCA!!! !!!YES I"M PUTA !!!! PUTA REBECCA """"" yes !! I"M PUTA I felt a last thrust ,,, Gush of cum inside my asshole dripping out while he still was inside me... He pulled out slow I stayed bent over."Aaaayyyy REBECCA""he moaned.. He put his fingers in my ass, grabed some cum ,,""I heard you tell your husband not to waste it"""" Yes I did didn't I""I answered,, I opened my mouth licked over and over, every time he would give me more. After my ass was empty of the dripping sperm , he got in front of me , and said ,I got more , suck baby , ""oh my"" more sperm!! MMMMMMMm I blew him for about 10 min. and he gave me all his wad of sperm, I swallowed every drop he offered me. After we finished he asks to carry me back,I accept and takes me in his arms kissing my face as he carries me back to my house,Thank you ''REBECCA '',,he said..He lays me on the sofa , then he just turned around and left me there, like a cheap whore that I am,, I fell asleep there for a long while ...very very happy ending.




Blue Eyes

Love isn't always idealistic...



On a hot summer day, my friend Kate and I decided to go on a trip through the open road to nowhere. There were many things that I loved about driving through the desert like the sense of freedom that it gives you and the occasional hot breeze of air. After half an hour of driving, I had to stop on a red light, a car that came from behind us stopped as well, parking next to us. It was a silver convertible Audi TT, pretty close to the one I was driving…. Well the convertible part at least… In it there were two guys; I didn’t really stare, but both of them seemed attractive. I was just waiting for the green light when one of the guys says in a really stupid way (in my opinion at least):



“Hello ladies”


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Flirting is an art. Some have the ability of attracting you by just one word. Others aren’t so gifted. Take this guy for an example, by just the way he said it I discovered that he was a clown and a womanizer. So I didn’t even bother looking at him. However, Kate obviously didn’t think s so … She and Bozo hit it off and started chatting. Meanwhile, I stole a quick glance of the driver. Apparently like me, he thought that those two were idiots. He was smiling mockingly and staring right into the road. “This guy I like better” I thought to myself. He was serious and mysterious. From the little I saw of him, I discovered that he was blond, with dark brown eyes. It’s a rather rare combination. After that I stopped looking and stared at the road in front of me. The minute the road sign turned green, I stepped on it even though Kate was still talking to the guy. I couldn’t help but to smile. Behind us the lights of the Audi were flashing. I turn around and find the driver laughing while the idiot was standing up and pointing towards a sign of gas station. Five minutes later, as we got closer to the gas station, Kate begged me to park the car over there. It wasn’t long before the Audi parked there as well. The guy then says: “Hi, my name is Tony and this is Mark” “Hi Tony I’m Kate and this is Eva” “So Katie, wanna go somewhere and chat?” I glared at her, giving her my obvious disapproval. Sadly, she puts her puppy face on, whispering to me “please, 5 minutes!” I already knew that it will take longer than that but since I couldn’t dare upsetting her, I gave her my consent. It didn’t take her 10 seconds before she jumped out of the car and ran with Tony to a cafe across the station to get some privacy. So I sat in my car and turned up the Radio. Mark did the same. After 15 minutes, he gets out of the Audi and rests both of his arms on my car. He smiled and I felt as if, his blond hair was dancing in the wind. He tells me that since we both don’t know how long it will take he might as well join me. “Hop in” I could see him better now. I was right; it was very rare to find his kind of beauty. The more I think about it the more he seemed good looking. What hits me the most is the beauty mark on his cheek… “Do you mind if I change the station?” “Not at all, go ahead” As he leans to change the station, his neck got close to my face. I recognized the perfume that he was wearing. “Amor Amor pour homme”, I rber the brand for two reasons, the first is because Kate mentioned it to me100 times before; the second is because though I don’t normally pay much attention to perfume, I really liked this one: It really does represent what the perfect man should smell like! Even though I hoped for more, we didn’t say much afterwards, just the basic information about our studies and life in general. A year passed since that day. Kate and Tony became a couple, and because of them, I saw mark at least once a week. They usually left us, so they can be alone. I never really understood the reason why they invited us in the first place… But on Kate’s part I guess she just wanted me to be there… So eventually we sat most of the time together, talking about our lives and about our past relationships. We weren’t exactly open books, but I knew enough about him to figure out that he was indeed rare, not only physically but mentally as well: for a 21 year old he was wise beyond his years. I rber looking back that once he tried to kiss me, but I turned him down. I still felt I didn’t know him enough, and because I liked him so much, I wanted us to work. The problem is he didn’t understand the reason why I turned him down. Probably because I didn’t explain it to him, not knowing how to… At first he gave me the cold shoulder. But we soon reestablished our friendship. Days past by and I grew to like him more and more. Then one day, he tells me about his girlfriend … I was shocked and heartbroken but I eventually got over it. From what I’ve heard she seems like a very nice girl….and maybe a better woman… I can’t say I didn’t try to win him back… But I never passed my limits until…. Tonight is his birthday, and we were invited. I thought about what to wear a million times. Eventually I decided to wear my backless red dress, with a long necklace that drops in between my . I lift up my light brown hair, exposing my neck, and I put on my perfume. Then I put some make up on. Kate walks in “You’re ready? Wow! You look drop dead gorgeous. Who is the guy?” “Nobody” I say smiling, even though deep down I knew that it was all for him. We arrive at the party. And I sit down at the bar. While checking out the people around, my eyes located Marc… He wasn’t alone. Mark and his girlfriend were dancing in the middle of the arena. He held her with his strong arms, his face touching her neck. One of his hands was holding her hip; the other was gently caressing her arm. He was staring right into her in such a bold way. Her eyes were closed. Sweat pouring down their foreheads. The music is loud, and there are people all around. But all I saw was those two dancing. She was a pretty blond. She opened her eyes, and they were deep blue. If I was a guy I would’ve drowned looking through these eyes. She gently caressed his back; then she held his face, their noses almost touching each other. They exchanged a passionate kiss. It was the first time I’ve seen her. Why couldn’t it be me instead? This other side of Marc that I didn’t see before, he is so passionate, so sexy, it drove me mad. I couldn’t look anymore, I ran to the bathroom. My own thoughts torturing me: “Eva don’t do this, you’re his friend!” I needed a guy, any one will do. I got out of the bathroom. No signs of those two, I guess they’re somewhere alone. Thankfully, it wasn’t long before I got hit on. The guy was fairly good looking, and he asked me to dance. We got on the floor, and I fell into a state of blindness. It almost felt like I was on drugs. I wasn’t thinking, I wanted to escape everything so I just danced. The guy put his hands on my back. “You’re breathtaking” An image flashed through my mind. It was Marc. Why couldn’t be him instead? Tears started pouring down my eyes. I didn’t even realize I was crying until the guy stopped dancing. “Why are you crying?” Two seconds later out of nowhere Mark shows up, he held the guy by his shirt almost tearing it a part. “What did you do to her asshole?!” He was on the edge of hitting him, when I stopped him. “Marc don’t! This has nothing to do with him!” He drags me into a room, shuts the door, and starts yelling at me. “Eva! Why are you crying?! If he did something tell me! I swear I will beat him up! What did he do?” “He didn’t do anything! I don’t know what came over me! What are you doing here? Go enjoy your birthday! Spend it with your girlfriend” When I said that last word, I felt that I was about to cry all over again, so I quickly turn my head. His hands caressed my face, and then he turns it back toward him. Then calmly he says: “I rather spend it with you….What’s going on?” I put my hand on his chest and I look up, staring right into his eyes. I kiss him on his beauty mark. He looks at me then he gets closer, and he kisses me softly. I kiss him back passionately this time. My hands playing with his hair. “Eva…”

He says in a sad, but gentle way. “Don’t say anything….” I whisper in his ear I turn my back to him… “Unzip me…” He does what I ask… I was only wearing black panties; I couldn’t wear a bra with this dress. I turn around and he stares at me. Then he lifts me up to a table that was put on the edge of a wall, he pulls out the clip that was lifting my hair. It drops on my shoulders, he kisses me passionately. I loosen up his buttons, and take off his shirt. He had perfect abs, which was something I expected after touching his chest. We continue kissing. His hands are now caressing my thighs… He moves his hands on my breast, fondling them. Then he stops and unzips his pants. He takes off my panties, and he drives his manhood in me…. I look up to him, and his eyes were close… they were in agony… But this doesn’t stop him from pounding through me, his arms using the wall as a support… “Oh my god Eva, you’re so sexy….” “Please make love to me…” He fucks me slowly at first… His strokes got harder… and then they got faster… He is so beautiful I think to myself… God how I love him…. I held my breast. My nipples were so hard… it was like I just discovered them…. “Marc…” I moaned…. This is so wrong… But I can’t…. I need him…. I need him inside of me…. I love him so much…. I felt myself my body freezing…. Then I screamed out his name… And I came…. He continued moving inside me…. This time a lot harder…. I heard him apologizing… then his strokes got a lot faster… he rocked his head back and came inside of me…. Letting me feel his hotness inside of my cunt… I kissed him gently… And he fell to the ground…. At that moment someone knocks on the door…. Panic and fear rose through us both…. He tries to get dressed… Managing to put his boxers and his unbuttoned blouse on… I do the same… But it wasn’t fast enough…. “What’s going on?” The blue eyes that I’ve seen 30 min earlier had a lighter blue in them now…. Forgive me…

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Satin Butterfly



“I once chased a butterfly as it fluttered by me. I was seven and had never seen anything quite so beautiful then or since. Mesmerized by its hues of gold and blue I followed it through the thicket as it flitted from flower to flower until finally it came to rest on a large rock. It sat basking in the sunlight gently flexing its iridescent wings so beautiful that it transcended nature itself. And as I stood motionless watching it, a serpent appeared from under the rock, a cobra hypnotic and deadly. It flared its spectacled hood and danced in front of me swaying sensuously from side to side to the haunting strains of a distant flute. I stood there transfixed for what seemed like an eternity, until finally it lowered itself and slithered past me inches from my feet. When I looked up the butterfly was gone leaving me feeling strangely desolate.”


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Snakes & Ladders – the beginning:



Preface: A little bit about us – my parents are of Eastern European descent. My father was a big, gentle man with dark hair, rugged looks and a winning smile. My mother was a blond beauty of obvious Nordic blood. My sister took after my Mom. I was a mixture of my parents – dark, lean and tall with the soft features of my mother. My father often joked, pointing to me, that we had Gypsy blood coursing through us … wandering spirits incapable of boundaries. I don’t think he knew how true that was.



It was 1987 and we were living in South East Asia. My father was a pharmaceutical Engineer who had been sent there to set-up a factory. My mother was busy running the household and taking care of her five kids. I was the eldest was becoming increasingly aware of the sexual differences between men and women. And, with this growing curiosity came an unfamiliar though avid interest in my younger sister as a potential sexual toy. She was becoming a woman and her body had begun the metamorphosis. Gone were the flat, taut lines of a tomboy and in its place, curves and mounds which had begun to titillate me. It just so happened that on this day we were playing in the bedroom near the kitchen. Under normal circumstances the games would get pretty intense since we were both very competitive but on that particular morning, with my hormones raging, my mind was preoccupied with sex rather than the game. I’m not sure if she sensed it but things just felt different between us.



She was sitting across from me with one leg folded under her and her chin resting on the knee of her other leg. She sat studying the board but I could tell from her expression that like me, she seemed distracted and was just going through the motions. From the time we had started playing, I had been glancing surreptitiously at the “v” between her legs and the outline created by the pajamas and in the middle of my turn, I decided to take this further. I stopped rolling the dice and asked her quietly:



“Hey, this is getting boring … do you want to try something else …? Umm …” I paused and then said “Do you want to exercise?”



I had no idea why I used the term but it could be because I was involved in sports and exercising was a part of my daily routine.



She perked up and looked at me questioningly, unsure of what I wanted or the sexual implication underlying my question but her curiosity seemed to get the better of her.



“Yes!” she replied though her expression remained unsure.



She was, by nature, inquisitive and daring and I was pretty certain that she would want to please me, the dominant older brother, and also to act more grown up pretending to understand whatever it was that was being referred to but it still surprised me when she jumped off the bed knocking the game over.



“Come on … let’s go!” she said eagerly heading for the large terrace where we often played.



“Not there … here, come with me.” I said and grabed her by the hand before she reached the door leading to the terrace.



I quickly led her into the attached bathroom and making sure that no one was around, I locked the door behind us. As soon as bolt slid home she realized that this was something very different from the games we had played in the past.



There was a sexual energy that suddenly pervaded the room and I’m not quite sure how much she knew but her breathing had quickened and there was a palpable tenseness between us. She knew about sex because we had watched the resident Bull mate with the cows on my Grandfather’s farm. She had stood in front of me peeking through a small crack in the door and when the Bull penetrated the cow, I recall her pressing backwards into me surprised by the sudden ferocity of the act. As we stood there watching the animals mate, my cock throbed wickedly against the slope of her ass and I wondered if she knew the implications of the experience.



That incident had occurred while we were vacationing with our Grandparents just a few months prior to this. Now, in the shuttered light streaming into the bathroom, she waited for me to take the lead.



“You have to be quiet, okay?” I said, turning to her.



“Okay.” She whispered her eyes wide and bright with excitement.



I think we both realized that something significant was going to happen which would indelibly change our relationship. It did.



Without saying another word, I began undressing her and was surprised that she didn’t offer any resistance. She was wearing a red pajama pantsuit with some frilly lace on it. I pulled her top off first and used it to blindfold her and to this day have no idea why I did this. Though her breasts hadn’t fully developed her nipples had formed hard points, like light, chocolate buttons capping the firm, white mounds that resbled small grapefruit halves. I then pulled down her pajama pants while she held onto me for support as she stepped out from them. Her bikini panties had gotten entangled and had come off with her pajamas leaving her naked in front of me her hands resting on my shoulders. I was hypnotized by her legs and the promise of the inscrutable pleasures that were nestled between them and rber looking closely at her vulva; it was almost hairless with only traces of a velvety, golden down and I noticed that the outer lips were beginning to swell as her vagina began to engorge with blood. I was unfamiliar with the physiology of female arousal; for me it was just another new and exciting facet on the road to my sexual enlightenment.



We were both nervous but neither one said anything. I stood up and freed my cock from the confines of my shorts and as it sprang up towards her, I recall thinking how thick it had become - it was harder than I ever rber it being; throbing and twitching with anticipation. I gently pushed her against the bathroom wall and bending a little, pressed my cock into her.



“Unhh …” she sighed, and then giggled, “That tickles!”



She brought her legs together in a protective reflex while her hands came down to cover herself and inadvertently brushed against my distended cock. That simple touch sent shivers of pleasure shooting through me and I was determined to reengage her.



I moved her hands away and forcing her thighs apart, I tried again, only this time I held my cock and guided the plum-shaped head into her. As the tip pressed against her slit spreading the lips, she inhaled sharply:



“Oh, unhh … Milo …” she groaned.



Then she reacted by shifting sideways away from me and once again brought her thighs together and just as quickly, we were disengaged. Since we were both inexperienced and unfamiliar with the mechanics of sex, I was unable to penetrate her.



Unsure of how to proceed, I moved back to reassess my strategy. I rber looking down at the sticky smudge of my precum smeared along the swollen lips of her vagina, glistening in shameless irradiance like a beacon glimmering through the mist steering me onto a path which promised troves of exquisite and unknown pleasures. It is strange how some things stay with you – that particular memory of her swollen, hairless cunt glazed with my juices is as vivid as if it had occurred yesterday.



Spurred on by that graphic visual, I pushed her down towards the bathroom floor.



“Lie down…” I said, unsure what the next move would entail but was acting on instincts.



The tiles felt cold and hard but she did not protest or resist me in any way. She was still blindfolded and allowed me to position her. I climbed on top of her and felt her exhale as she bore the weight of my body. She squirmed and spread her thighs wider adjusting herself to accommodate me while I lay on top of her with my cock nestled between us pressing against her belly. I remained still reveling in the novelty of the incredible sensations I was being subjected to.



I then moved slowly, back and forth, rubing myself against her and felt the surges of pleasure shoot through me like millions of electrical charges racing along the circuits of my nervous system. But driven by some seething primal instinct, I moved downwards needing to feel her sex and forced my cock in between her thighs slowly driving upwards and wedging myself within the outer folds of her slit. I heard my sister gasp and felt the heat rising from her like a moist, searing flame running along the underside of my shaft and as her arms came up holding me in a timid brace I instinctively began the primordial motion moving up and down and back and forth driving my hard, slippery mber in between the lips of her puffy vagina.



At first she laid still raising her knees a bit and squeezing her thighs against me and though I had not penetrated her, the slippery, slick sensations combined with the warmth of her slit were indescribable and after a few moments she began to rock her hips, synchronizing her movements to mine; our bodies grinding rhythmically in our first incestuous dance.



I was in a state of erogenous rhapsody where all my senses were honed making me acutely aware of my sister and the various sounds, smell and touches we were being subjected to. I could feel her icy-hot breath against my neck as she gasped in time to my unpracticed thrusts and as my cock burrowed through the satin folds of her inner lips, rubing against her budding clit, I heard her soft, whimpering moans over the muffled grating of our writhing bodies; these discrete but separate sounds resonating to the sexual drum beating deep within me. I could feel her fingers digging into the muscles of my back as she reacted to the new sensations coursing through her core.



I kept asking her “Do you like it, Katarina … do you like how it feels?”



“Mmm …unhh … yes …yes …” she replied, gasping in time to my thrusts “it feels … unhh… nice … unhhh … don’t stop … ohhh, keep going … ohhh, Milo, Milo …”



There as a part of me that was surprised by her growing excitement. In my ignorance I had thought that only boys masturbated and enjoyed the proclivities of sex and that girls participated in the process out of some vague, undefined necessity. My sister’s obvious display of pleasure, as my cock ploughed between the lips of her vagina, was an eye-opener adding yet another chapter to my ever-increasing book on sexuality. Inexplicably, her moans and gasps only added to the intensity of my experience. Then as we continued down this entangled, erotic path, I became aware of the musky redolence emanating from the fusion of our crotches; the raging frottage gelled by the soggy, molten magna of our pubescent passion. I recall being surprised by the wetness of her slit as I burrowed through it – she was leaking a strangely aromatic and mildly viscous fluid but I wasn’t sure what it was only that it felt indescribably good.



It was just too much for me, this total sensory overload and soon I felt my climax building. My sister’s breathing sounded labored, ragged and heavy, rasping in my ear and through the foggy cloud of pleasure spreading rapidly over me, I rber thinking that I might be hurting her but I wasn’t about to stop. She was thrusting urgently against me, our bodies slapping lewdly in the deafening silence of the bathroom. A few more frenetic strokes and I orgasmed:



“Aahhh … here it comes, Kat … here it is … ooohhh …” I groaned as I squirted between her thighs and over the lips of her smoldering vulva, brocating her with the fluids of my lust-filled ardor.



And in the afterglow of my climax I felt her jerking against me and though I didn’t know it at that time, she was in the throes of her orgasm, writhing uncontrollably while rubing herself against the residual hardness of my cock. Then her body stiffened and her thighs squeezed tightly against me while she made unintelligible noises and after a few seconds, I felt her jerk for a final time and then go limp. Finally our passion spent, we lay still with me on top of her, breathing heavily and basking in the sticky remnants of our love between us.



After a while I got up and wiped my penis clean on her pajamas, then buttoning my fly I glanced down at her just before leaving the bathroom. She had had drawn her thighs together in a shy gesture of modesty but I could see the shimmering origami created by the translucent effulgence of my seminal juices glistening in between her legs and on her belly. I rber feeling a strong sense of remorse as I walked away and left her in the bathroom. I went to the terrace and climbed the drainpipe onto the roof. This was my haven, a place I used when I needed to be alone. I had always liked my little sister, we were a lot alike and now I had just fucked her. In my juvenile mind I had violated her, willing or otherwise, and I was struggling with the overpowering sense of guilt I felt.



The Puffy Peach and Penetration!



A month or so after our first encounter and with my conscience assuaged by the passage of time, I began conniving of ways to get my sister alone again. This was a lot more difficult than it sounded. Our house was the place where all the neighborhood kids used to congregate to play and if it wasn’t them then there were the endless stream of guests my parents entertained or the household help who had a way of turning up when least expected. Also, I think my sister was avoiding me; something that was bothersome but I knew in time she would come around. This made me even more determined to have her and beset by the memory of our first encounter I now had the added impetus to inveigle her to one of the secluded places where we could be alone.



What has always been in doubt is whether it was the availability of my sister and her eagerness to indulge my Svengalian machinations that pushed me down this incestuous path or something far more complex; some deep-rooted psychological aberration which was incomprehensible to me at that time but had me succumbing repeatedly to my morbid obsession.



That particular morning while I was playing on the terrace she stepped outside and walked slowly towards me. Her hair gleamed golden in the bright sunlight and she squinted, looking shyly at me.



“What are you doin’?” she asked.



I seized the opportunity and turned to her:



“Nothin’ …” I paused, then “hey, Kat … er … do you want to exercise?”



This time there could be no doubt; she was fully aware of the implication and again, without any hesitation she looked at me then looked away and nodded:



“Yes” it was a shy whisper.



Her affirmative reaction sent a thrill through me as the realization sank in that she too wanted this as much as I did. I had no idea why she had suddenly changed her mind and had sought me out but I was just excited that she too had wanted to fuck.



“Come on … before anyone comes out.” I said.



Holding hands, we ran to the bathroom together and making sure that no one had seen us, I locked the door. My mother and several servants were in the kitchen which was only a room away. I then turned and looked at her: her mouth was slightly open and she was still breathing heavily from having run to the bathroom, waiting nervously for me to take the lead in our Cyprian play.



Contrary to what one might have expected, she was an eager participant in the seduction, helping me as I eased her top off but I did not blindfold her as I had done the previous time. I just asked her to close her eyes. She obeyed, shutting them tightly. I don’t know if this made things easier for us - her not having to watch the consummation of this most intimate of acts but she never opened her eyes during the entire incident. I then pulled down her pajama bottoms and her panties and had to kneel to take them off. As she stood naked before me, my face at her navel and almost touching the gentle slope of her stomach, I once again stared at the mysterious valley between her legs, studying her swollen vulva and the folds of her vaginal lips – this time I was determined to penetrate her. There was a faint and uniquely female odor emanating from her that I found inherently exciting and I resisted the urge to lick her slit and instead ran my tongue along her inner thigh and felt her trble.



“Lie down and spread your legs.” I said as I helped her down on the floor.



She lay down but kept her thighs tightly closed.



“Spread your legs” I repeated and then added “We are really going to exercise … I’m going to fuck you, Katarina …” my voice hoarse and thick with anticipation, trailing off as she acquiesced without protest. It was the first time I had verbalized what we were about to do.



Then kneeling in between her legs I spread her thighs farther apart observing closely as the sticky petals of her venal flower unfolded. Having her subjugated and completely under my control, I undid my fly and released my throbing cock. The protuberant head was dripping precum and instinctively I leaned forward rubing it along her yawning slit. Even after all these years, I can still recall the silky sensation and her body jerking when my cock touched the hooded kernel perched on top of her vagina – of course I had no idea what was happening to her or what she was feeling; I was totally consumed by my desires and the need to be buried inside of her.



She let out a soft sigh and I felt her body quiver as I continued to rub her slit with my cock. I was acutely aware of the slippery nectar seeping from her swollen cunt and wondered whether girls felt the same excitement as boys did. She was now resigned to her fate; unsure of what I was going to do to her but caught up in the moment she was unwilling or unable to stop the incestuous incursion.



I then pushed my cock into the elastic mouth of her opening and watched as her velvet lips spread to accommodate the bulbous intruder and as the coronal ridge of the tumescent glans slipped in she let out a long, strangled moan:



“Ohhh … unhhhhhh …” She brought her knees up, trying to spread herself wider.



She felt incredibly tight and I stopped when she pressed her hands up against my chest concerned that I might have hurt her:



“Stop, please … it’s too big … it hurts!” She said “It won’t fit, it’s hurting, Milo …”



“Shssshhh … don’t worry, it will feel better … just relax … I’m almost done.” I lied.



I waited without moving and felt her relax as her body adjusted to the primal invasion and pressed forward, inching myself into her. I watched the fusion of our bodies fascinated as the tumid lips of her molten core spread itself around the penetrating head and in a gulping brace drew me into her. My cock was now almost fully buried inside her. This earthy fusion breached the last bastion of my sister’s resistance signaling her unconditional surrender and with it came the loss of our childish innocence; a poetic retribution for the carnal understanding of sexual desire. We were now engaged in sex and of this there could be no doubt.



I had never felt anything remotely close to the sensations coursing through me at that moment. We had fallen into a timeless dimension; an erotogenic world sheltered by the four walls of the bathroom. And within this sanctuary every twitch, pulse or sound my sister made was being imbibed by my juvenile sexuality. It was as though a flaming torch was writing a permanent script, encoding a detailed map for every future erotic reaction. I rber looking down at the straining rod extending from my crotch and disappearing into her straining, satin-lipped mound and being struck by the fact that this act could not be undone: I would forever be her first as she was mine and it would be my cum that would anoint her burgeoning sexuality. Our sanguine relationship was now bridged by the intimacy of incestuous sex; a brother fused eternally to his sister.



Any feelings of remorse or misgiving were washed over and abrogated by the unimaginable sensations being transmitted in waves via the twitching, engorged crown buried inside her hot, silky crevice. I was being milked by her constricting canal and it was a sight more erotic than I can put into words: A tableau vivant captured in still life and burnt forever into my psyche. Me, kneeling between my sister’s thighs with my turgid shaft lodged within her snug, virginal slit. To this day just the thought of it makes me hard.



As we lay fused together my cock felt like it had been engulfed by a hot, velvet glove and instinctively I started to pump in and out of her with shallow strokes. I was trying not to penetrate her any further but as I sawed deeper into her, she let out another strangled gasp and this time moaned a little louder.



“Stop … ohhh … Daddy … please, Milo, it hurts … ohhh …” she said, her voice barely audible.



Now I was certain I was hurting her and quickly pulled out until only the head was imbedded in her. I’m not sure why she called out to my father but it may have been an instinctive reflex on her part, hoping that my father would save her from her brother and this incestuous ravishing.



“Sshh … it will be over soon …” I told her and then once again began pumping into her … in and out, in and out, quickening the pace; driven by lust and the need to fill her with my seed. I couldn’t stop and I didn’t want her to attract any attention by making a lot of noise.



At first, impaled on her brother’s tumid spear, she laid there helplessly like a butterfly cruelly pinned to a board, her legs like wings, thrashing in protest while moaning in response to each incursive thrust. But gradually, as the flogging pain receded and the incessant stimulation of her pubescent maidenhead stoked the fires raging between her thighs, she began to return my thrusts with her own.



It was a strange metamorphosis – her resistance transforming to complicit acquiescence. The painful struggle had transitioned to an uncoordinated dance where our bodies slapped together, our groins grinding crassly, while our hips undulated in juvenile ecstasy. She was bucking disjointedly upwards to meet each of my downward thrusts.



She buried her face into my shoulder and said something which I missed so I asked her to repeat herself.



“What did you say?”



“Fuck me, Milo … fuck me harder …” it was a hoarse whisper.



“Do you want me to stop?” I asked quite certain of her response.



“No … no … ohhh … ohh … ohhhh … Milo … ohh, ohhhhh … please, don’t stop … keep going … fuck me … harder … fuck me …” she replied “what are you doing to me … ohhh … don’t stop … oh, God, Milo … please keep going …” her voice a throttled gasp as I continued to pump forcefully into her.



And while I stroked, I noticed her eyes scrunched tightly shut, her expression bordering on the boundaries of pain and pleasure and every now and then, her tongue would dart out and she would lick her lips while slowly tossing her head from side to side. Her thick, blond mane tousled about her face and I noticed beads of sweat on her upper lip. She kept raising her knees and squeezing me tight in between her thighs then lowering them and stretching her legs out straight. I could see the muscles in her thighs straining and then relaxing as she raised her knees again. She built up this rhythm in conjunction to my thrusts, our actions gradually becoming a choreographed burlesque.



I leaned forward and began sucking her nipples; first one and then the other. I don’t know why but I began nibling on them, biting down gently on the tips. Her body was now covered in a thin sheen of sweat and I still recall the tangy taste of her as I licked her breasts. Each time I bit gently down on her nipples, she shuddered and moaned loudly as the pleasure short-circuited the nerves from her cortex to the nether regions deep within the valley of her thighs.



“Ohhhhh … Milo, Milo … what is happening to me …?” her rhetorical question was soft and strained as she moaned almost continuously.



The mewling sounds and gasps she made had me thinking that she was in some unfathomable female place, some hypersensitive zone where pain and pleasure kept you hovering in agitated bliss. But driven by my carnal urges, my sense of higher reasoning had shut down and nothing could have changed the course I was on. With every passing second our rhythmic dance was building up to its tantalizing crescendo and as I felt my climax approaching, I noticed that she was breathing much harder with her mouth slightly open and she had begun biting on her lower lip. Her movements had become erratic and forcefully urgent and then I heard her groan loudly, a hissing guttural sound, as she succumbed to the implosion of pleasure racing towards her core.



“Harder … fuck me … harder, harder …”



She mumbled unintelligibly as her body stiffened and arching her back, she thrust herself upwards against me and I felt her cunt spasm rapidly around my cock-head trapping me in the storm of her unbridled passion.



I was being ravaged by her delicious waves; tossed ever closer to the edge and in that final frenzied moment of orgasm I grabed her hips and held on tightly while discharging into her.



“Ohhhhh … oh, baby … here it comes, Kat … I’m cumming …” I whispered as I filled her with my cum.



Shot after shot I pumped my sperm in long, intense spurts deep into my sister’s belly until I was completely spent drowning blissfully in the liquid abyss of her thighs.



I lay on top of her, unmoving, lost in the warm afterglow of climax listening to her breathing heavily in my ear, feeling her heart pounding against my chest, with her arms around my lower back holding me gently against her. My cock, which had remained hard, slowly began to shrivel and with a soft, reluctant “plop” I was released from the gripping lips of her hungry groin. She made a small cry as I slipped out and then I felt her pull me closer in a futile effort to keep us fused together. After a while I got up and knelt by her side, watching as the creamy lava overflowed in slow, viscous rivulets from the depths of her raging trough down the inner slope of her thighs, collecting in a shimmering pool between her tightly closed legs. Through the murky afterglow of our exhausted passion I descended back within the realms of my conscience and was once again filled with remorse; I wanted to comfort her but instead I walked away leaving her alone in the bathroom. Her eyes were still closed.



I have often wondered about the effect this incident had on her developing sexuality and what she had done after I had left. Did she lie there, languidly playing with herself or did she pull her pajama pants over the traces of our lovemaking? Did she enjoy the feel of my sticky seed spent deep inside her belly or was she repulsed by its slimy texture? There were so many questions I needed answered but kept them to myself. I wanted to believe that she had enjoyed the experience as much as I did but in the days that followed, she once again avoided me and that was fine; I was still trying to reconcile the guilt I felt but it did not stop me from thinking about what had happened or from climbing onto the roof and masturbating to the memory of me laboring over my sister, groaning as I spewed into her while she bucked up against me and the incredible sight of my sperm seeping out from her wet, swollen quim.



It was several years later in California, during one of our many conversations that she acknowledged what had happened and after some encouragement, she admitted that it had been a wonderful experience but she was torn by the fact that I was her brother and had spent a considerable amount of time rationalizing the guilt associated with it. She also admitted to having constant thoughts about me and my cock and how it had felt … having “rubed” herself to sleep on many, many hot and sultry nights thinking about me and my cock buried deep inside of her.



Shagging the Toad :



In a few weeks things returned to normal. I was the wild one in the family always getting into trouble, fighting with the neighborhood kids and concocting all kinds of mischief. And like the proverbial “moth to a flame” my sister was drawn to me. When this incident occurred we were in a room where I kept my endless stream of pets. At one time or another, I had pigeons, rabits, snakes, squirrels and even salamanders. If it moved, I’d catch and attempt to tame it. At that particular time the room was empty but like some predacious spider, I had her snared in my prurient web and wasn’t about to let her get away. I still rber what my sister was wearing: a frilly, green pantsuit.



The energy between us quickly changed and became sexual – she felt it too because I sensed her nervousness and saw her fidgeting with her hair. Now that I had her alone, I wanted to fuck her again.



“Close your eyes.” I instructed.



She was seated on a short ledge and acquiesced, shutting them tightly.



“What are you going to do?” she asked as her eyes fluttered open, looking nervously at me.



“We are going to exercise … you want to, don’t you?” I asked.



She was quiet for a while and then looked away from me.



“Don’t you want to exercise?” I asked again worried that she might leave but she nodded and shut her eyes again.



“Didn’t you like what we did?” I persisted, wanting to know if she had enjoyed it as much as I did.



“Mmm … I liked it” she paused, her pretty face taking on a petulant expression “I liked it but I don’t think we should be doing this … it’s wrong … you’re my .”



“It’s special when brothers and sisters do it …” I countered “It will be our secret … but if you don’t want to do it that’s okay, I’ll go and find Kammi and go fishing or something” I was angry and disappointed that she was being difficult.



Kammi was a friend and we often went fishing together, something my sister wasn’t allowed to do since my Mom felt that she was too young to be near the river without adult supervision. I realize now that I was manipulating her but I desperately wanted to fuck her again and did not want her to leave.



“No … no, don’t go … let’s do it … I want to do it!” she said and looked up at me.



“Are you sure? I don’t want to do it unless you really want to?” I now knew she wasn’t going to leave.



“I want to … please don’t go … I want to do it, Milo.” She was pleading now.



I was about to strip her when I noticed her pursing her lips – she had a full, pouting mouth which, as far back as I can rber, had elicited a deep sexual response from me. I had seen pictures in men’s magazines of women performing fellatio and had been incredibly turned on by them and now, I was going to have my sister try this on me.



“Open your mouth” I asked “and suck this …” as I stuck my thumb into her mouth wanting to confuse and prepare her. She looked surprised but complied without protest.



Watching her lips wrapped around my digit sent a surge of erotic charge through me and I felt my cock twitch and leak, wetting the inside of my shorts. I released my hard penis and smeared the clear, sticky fluid oozing from the tip over the toad-like head. Then reaching down, I ran my fingers over her lips, sullying them with the remnants of my precum and as I watched intently, she did something totally unexpected; she opened her mouth and sucked on my fingers again. I felt her sucking hard and her tongue swirling around, licking the juices from my fingers … it was too erotic to put into words.



I was sure she could taste the precum but it didn’t seem to bother her and in fact, seemed to suck harder. Though she may not have been aware of it, the unabashed act sent a perfervid, visual stimulus, causing my cock to throb and dance eerily in the diffused light streaming in through the shuttered windows, the engorged appendage hovering in close proximity to her face. I withdrew my fingers and noticed her swallowing the saliva that must have pooled in her mouth. Her eyes fluttered open and I saw her staring at my cock – she seemed transfixed by it, unable to look away.



I stroked my cock slowly while she just stared at it, her eyes strangely bright though her lids were hooded, giving her a sleepy expression. She licked her lips frequently but never looked away and after what seemed like ages, she closed her eyes again.



“Open your mouth” I said my voice strained and hoarse “and suck hard.”



She opened her mouth without protest – she must have known what was coming. The distended head, freed from the confines of my shorts, was only inches from her face and reeking with the unmistakable musk of male sexuality. I held the back of her head and bending my knees, slid the toad-like creature into her soft, wet mouth.



Her mouth stretched as she wrapped her lips around me and began sucking; it was my first oral experience and when her tongue slithered against the underside of my throbing shaft the sensation was electric and I almost shot my load. I felt her suck again, her cheeks drawn in by the effort while I held her head firmly and began fucking her face.



“Ohhh … suck harder … use your tongue … suck it, Kat, suck it … ohhhhh …” I said, surprised by my unrehearsed verbalization.



I began moving back and forth slowly, my eyes closed and my head thrown back. I was overcome by the pleasure shooting through me. I could hear her moan and when I looked at her I saw her fingers in between her legs rubing herself through her clothes.



She kept sucking and used her left hand to hold my cock firmly in her mouth. At first she allowed me to manipulate her but soon she began to bob her head in conjunction with my thrusts. She was a quick study and realized that sucking the head and swirling her tongue around it would elicit the response she wanted as I moaned uncontrollably with pleasure. She repeated the maneuver over and over again after taking me deep into her mouth and sucking for all she was worth.



On several occasions I was very close to cumming and had to hold her still until the feeling passed. I could feel her swallowing the juices flowing like a river into her mouth. Then, in my excitement I thrust my cock deep into her hitting the back of her throat with my pubis pressing against her nose and felt her gag. Then she quickly pulled her head back, expelling me from the moist sanctuary of her mouth and coughed, spitting out a mixture of her saliva and my juices. She was still holding my cock.



When I looked at her, she was staring at the throbing rod in her hand but I was beyond caring. Without thinking I helped her to her feet and placed her fingers around my shaft which was glistening with her saliva.



“Do it like this …” I said guiding her fingers up and down my shaft.



She squeezed my penis while she positioned herself a little behind me and seemingly guided by some deep-rooted feminine instinct, she peeled back the foreskin as far as it would go watching as the bulbous head throbed and leaked the clear fluids of my arousal. I heard her let out a soft sigh, almost like a muffled moan. Then very deliberately, she stroked back upwards her fingers sensually caressing the length of my cock passing gently over the sensitive coronal ridge, making me twitch with pleasure.



Like our previous experiences, this was virgin territory for us - they say you never forget your first and I can certainly vouch for that. There were many nights when I’d lay awake thinking about the time I introduced my sister to her first cock; her expression as she stared at its hard, shimmering length while holding and caressing it with her fingers. She was the first girl I had fucked and now would also be the first to masturbate me which, for years to come, formed the central themes of my many fantasies.



The image of her fingers forcing the slippery, engorged dome out from its shrouded refuge is something I will never forget. The glistening helmet seemed grotesquely bloated, purple and angry, while it continued to seep clear, sticky tears from the Cyclops-like eye. Her left arm was wrapped around my waist as she stood with her body pressed against my side, bracing herself against the sexual tempest threatening to consume us in its wake. Aroused and eager, she continued staring intently at the pulsing rod she was holding and like the Venus Flytrap, her petals were beginning to close and I was trapped within, waiting for the blissful release I knew would temporarily end my morbid obsession. Our roles had reversed – she was now the predator and I, the willing prey.



I held her fingers and guided her, showing her how to please me. At first, her motions were awkward but she quickly got the hang of it and began to pump me with smooth, agonizingly slow strokes.



“Is this okay?” she asked, her voice a soft, heated whisper.



“Yes, yes … but faster … harder …” I whispered.



Her grip tightened as she pumped me faster.



“Like this …?” she asked; her breathing, like mine, was heavy and ragged.



“Yes … oh, yeah … don’t stop …” I replied.



My sister had unknowingly usurped control and my role as the director of this one-act erotic play was being reassigned and I was relegated to being just the co-star. I was now a captive participating in a timeless ritual which was rooted in the ancient initiations acceded by brothers and sisters in the dark recesses of caves and was now being reenacted by the sensual fondling of my sister’s fingers. Back and forth, back and forth she went and with each down-stroke, she retracted the foreskin fully exposing the distended head, slick and shiny from the fluids leaking copiously out from me.



For her part, she was singularly intent on her task, unsure of the reward but unable to circumvent the fleshy yearning of her female response. Soon her fingers were covered with the sticky treacle of my arousal, frothing from the friction of her pumping motion. I watched with erotic fascination as my sister purposefully traversed the turgid length of my tortured stem, lovingly caressing the engorged head with a skill belying her youthful inexperience. I felt her hips undulate, rubing her crotch against my thigh in time to her strokes. It was just awesome – my sister getting off while getting me off!



I was rendered powerless, a willing slave to her incestuous administrations, following her as she led me inexorably closer to the edge of the precipice. My breathing got heavier as the tension began to build within my scrotum and the surges of pleasure migrated quickly up my shaft towards the engorged head. My knees trbled and sensing a change, she intuitively slowed the pace, squeezing the head and then finally in that single bliss-filled moment I groaned and convulsed spasmodically against her as I climaxed. In a symbiotic reflex my sister’s arm around my waist tightened as she experienced the rush of her first sexual creaming; she watched enthralled as the salacious toad twitched uncontrollably and spat out its slimy juice. When the first burst of cum jettisoned out from the tip, it took her by surprise and I heard her murmur softly:



“Oh, oh…” while straining to maintain her stroking of the pulsing rod.



Glob after milky glob flew meteor-like from the agitated gargoyle and splattered onto the tiled floor until finally there was only a trickle dribling down from the ravaged head and onto her slender fingers.



My sister was caught in a hypnotic trance continuing to milk my cock, expertly coaxing every last drop out of me. I watched as she relentlessly caressed the twitching toad desperately urging it to release another torrent of churning spunk and surprisingly I remained hard.



She quickly knelt in front of me and licked the tip of my cock, cleaning off the residual cum. I saw her swirl it in her mouth savoring the taste before swallowing it down her throat. She then took me back into her mouth and sucked gently sending incredible jolts of pleasure through me making me groan loudly.



I wanted her to suck me to another climax but as my orgasm subsided the tingling sensations at the tip of my shaft were too intense and I pulled myself out of her mouth. I quickly buttoned up my shorts and when I looked up at her, she was licking her fingers clean … it was too much for me. She then wiped her fingers on her pajamas her face radiant and flushed with excitement. She was smiling; content in the covert knowledge of the ever increasing boundaries of our intimate liaison. I think it dawned on her then, this sovereign power she held over me but I also knew that if I had wanted her at that moment, she would have eagerly offered herself to me; to “exercise” as I desired. But I felt the same post-climactic remorse and needed to get away. Once again I was overcome by guilt and uncertainty compounded by the lingering possibility of her telling my parents after one of our many squables. That night I lay awake not wanting to think about the incident but was unable to control the snapshots flooding my mind. I fell asleep with images of her fingers, stroking my glistening cock, eliciting its wanton response while watching the salacious toad throb, twitch and spit out its slimy juice.



Epilogue: Recently, while making love to a young, pretty thing, I closed my eyes and it was my sister who lay under me moaning in response to my thrusts, her thighs wrapped tightly around my hips; whispering in my ear to fuck her harder. There in the shadows of her bedroom, dimly lit by streaks of moonlight stealing in between the curtains and lost in that addled mist of sensual deception, my sister permeates my being; her mouth blowing life into my quivering flute engendering the sticky melody of my passion onto her unrelenting tongue as she divulges the innermost secrets of her incestuous desires. I called out her name as I filled the masquerading imposter with my libidinous seed.



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