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Cosmedic sales and the rewards

shelbygt1967 on Other Stories

I walked in to my apartment after work, my room mate was on his way out with his girlfriend, as he went past me he handed me a business card, whats this I said, that gal came around offering free facials.  I ask, even to men, yep thats right so if you want one call her.  He whispered in my ear she's pretty hot for an older lady.

After they left I thought, hey why not call, you never know!  I call and found this lady cosmedics distributor to be very pleasent to talk to, we set up an apointment two days off. 

I had made sure my roomy would be gone so we could have some time alone.  When Nan arrived I was pleasently surprized to see what she looked like.  Nan was only about 5 ft

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tall, tipping the scales at about 105 to 110 lbs.  It looked as though she had a fairly nice figuer, but is was kind of hard to tell because of the sack type of dress she was waring. 

Nan and I chatted for a while and seemed to hit it off a little, she told me to sit on the floor in front of the sofa facing away from her.  As she began to message some stuff on my face she pulled my head right back to the edge of the couch, this left her knees visable on either side of me.  I ask how come she gave men a facial, she said that many men will use the products if properly introduced to them and often get there wifes to use them.

 When Nan switched from the first lotiion to the second I looked around to see what she was doing and as I did so I got a glimps up her dress, it looked like she was not waring any underware.  I couldn't be sure so the next time she reached for more product I looked again, sure enough no panties, her bush was clearly visible, the next time she reached for product I truned my head and placed a long tender wet kiss on the inside of her thigh, Nan froze for a moment then yanked my head back into place and told me I was  naughty boy.  I ask her why she didn't have on any panties, this apperaed to fluster her a little, she blushed but did not answer. 

When she reached for the final product I turned to look up he dress again, I kissed her inner thigh again, holding the kiss much longer, she let out a little sigh, at least I knew she enjoyed it and I wasn't in trouble with her.

When Nan said she was finished I turned and pulled her butt over to the edge of the couch and dove into her pussy with my tongue, Nan began to buck her hips and make all kinds of interesting little noises and I quickly brought her to her first orgasim.  This suffisticated lady had lost her cool and was riding my tongue for all she was worth. 

Nan said she had to go before we got in trouble, I ask her how can two consenting adults get into trouble, she said her dog might smell her wet pussy when she get home and her husband might figure it out.  I got up and said you can shower before you go home.  With that we went to the bed room.

Once in the bed room Nan was naked quicker than anything, all she had to remove was the sack dress and her bra.  Wow!  For a woman over sixty she was built!  I later ask her about her measurements and she told me she was a 34 'D' and I do mean 'D' they didn't settle a bit when she tossed her bra asside they were pale and firm yet delicate, her nipples were not big in diameter but they stood out prominately when she was aroused.  Her waist was a 23 and her hips 32, her pubic mound was trimed in a bikini trim, it was medium brown and very soft.  We lay on the bed talking small talk for a while while I was warming her up slowly, caressing her nice full breasts and tweaking her nipples.  I found out that Nan's hubby was 70 and not able to get it up very often.  She hadn't been laid in about 8 months.

As I began to play with her pussy I noticed that her pussy peddles were the most delicate I had ever seen, when I told her so she said "well thank you".

 Nan was not sure if she was going to let me slip my cock into her pussy, She was worried about her hubby finding out.  I told her the dog would not give her up.  Nan was very ready when she finally let me slide my cock inside her pussy, it felt a delicate as it looked.  Nan was remarkable she put as much effort into our sexual pleasure as I did and maybe more.  I would stop to change positions and before she was ready to change she had to do her own thrusting to get my cock deeper inside her, it was almost like she was trying to match me stroke for stroke.  I decided to just hold still for a few minutes to she what would happen. Boy did she work my cock in and out or her sweet smooth cunt, I had never been fucked like that before, it didn't matter what position we were in she did her thing as much as I did.  Nan's pussy  was very tight even though she was very wet it took several slow short strokes for me to work it in with out hurting her.  She was on fire, I did not know a woman could cum so many times and so close together.  About every 3 or 4 minutes she would let out a squeal (there went another one) or begin convulsing, I could feel her cunt going into spazims each time it seemed to be better than the previous one, was there no limit to the number of climaxes this lady could have? 

Unfortunately after about an hour of sex Nan had to go so she could fix dinner for her hubby, as we showered together Nan ask me to call her again.  I did, and we got together the next afternoon.  Over the next few months as I got better at figuring out her sexual patterns I could get her on a roll and keep her cumming one after another for a couple of hours.  One weekend when her husband was out of town we spent Friday, Staurday and Sunday naked fucking each other everytime we got the erge, Nan still talks about that 3 day sex fest.  More about Nan later.

One incredable woman for a babe her age.

Me and My Cousin's Best Friend

DonaJulia on Other Stories

          I wasn’t recently single or anything, but getting out of the last relationship I had was the best decision I had ever made, so I started having a party for every month I was single. This month was November, my four month single party. Honestly, it was about to be a dud. Only my two best friends showed up. So I called this guy Jared I used to fuck and invited him and he said he was gonna bring a friend. After I called him, I called my cousin and he said he would come with one of his friends. Damn, so I was about to have 4 sexy ass guys in my room, drinking. The night couldn’t have gotten any better. So the three of us started drinking until the guys got there.

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nbsp;  Jared and Ethan showed up first and I couldn’t stop staring at Ethan. Had he always been that hot?? I didn’t care. I led them to my room and we all started drinking, doing shots and playing beer pong. We took a break and Ethan sat down. Jared was out of the room and I was happy as fuck because he kept slapping my ass, acting like he owned me while he was making out with my best friend, Emily. So I went to Ethan and sat on his lap and licked his neck a little bit. I could feel his cock growing harder as I grinded my pussy onto him. I got up, trying to be a cocktease. I sat with my friend Jen and we kept looking at him and telling him he was hot. We asked what type of girl he liked and he looked at me and said, “I like Puerto Ricans with big tits and a round ass.” It was too obvious that he was talking about me. So for a couple more hours, I kept looking at him, and licking him, and sitting on his lap. I gradually got drunk.

           My cousin Seth showed up with his friend Cam then. The first thing I thought was “Holy Fuck! Cam’s hot as hell!”, and I turned my attention to him. A blunt was passed around and I hit it a couple times. Feeling good as hell, I told Cam to meet me in the hall. I had my back against the door as he came up to me and grinded his muscular body entirely against mine. He pressed his forehead against mine and it was cold. “He must have just been outside,” I thought to myself. He pressed his lips against mine. They were cold too. My warm full lips pressed back against his in feverish passion as his hands roamed my body before they finally found the crotch of my pants. He rubbed my clit through my jeans and made me cum a little when he whispered, “Damn, you’re warm. Can I get inside you?” I gasped for air at the sound of his request. I nodded and he kissed me quickly one more time.

         We returned to the party where Ethan sat all pissed off. Whenever Cam was out of the room, I turned my attention back to Ethan. Ethan and Jared left around 5 am and Seth and Cam were staying over. Jen was sleeping on my bed, Seth was on the floor and I camped next to the bed with Cam.

          He started rubbing my back at first, making his way around to my 38DD breasts and started rubbing my nipples. He noticed that one was pierced and let out a small groan. I turned toward him and he played with the pierced one while he sucked on the other. “Bite it,” I tried to whisper. He bit me and I wanted more. “Harder,” I told him. I was trying to be quiet because my cousin was sleeping by our feet, but it was getting difficult. He took off my pajama shorts and I ripped his shirt off of him. Oh My God, did he have an amazing body. His pecs were defined and his stomach had a perfect chiseled 6 pack and his arm were so big and muscular and couldn’t help running my hands over them as he fingered me. “You’re so fucking tight,” he moaned into my ear. He removed his fingers and I was that they were dripping wet with my cum. I pulled his fingers toward my mouth and sucked my juices off. He stared at me in astonishment until I grabbed him and started kissing him. He laid down on top of me and wiggled his way of out his pants. I aimed his perfect thick cock toward my eager wet pussy. He pounded into my pussy with such force that I thought I would scream. I tried not to make any noise, but it was so good that I couldn’t help letting out little squeaks of ecstasy with each thrust of his massive cock that hit my g spot so perfectly. He grabbed me just as I was about to cum for the 6th time and rolled me over so I was on top. I sat there rocking just a tiny bit, letting my pussy get used to having such a huge cock inside of it. But it didn’t take long before I was grinding and gyrating with everything I had. He smacked my ass and pulled me closer to him, sending his throbbing sex deeper and deeper. I bounced up and down, harder and harder, letting his entire dick out of me just before I made him enter again. He sat up and we rocked together in pure bliss as me bit my neck and nipples and shoulders. I put my mouth next to his ear and whispered, “Fuck me, Cam! Fuck me harder than you ever have. Make it hurt. Oh, hurt me please!!” He pulled out and slammed into me harder as he went on. “Aah… oohhh… yess yess yess!! Cam, I’m gonna cum again!! Oh make me cum!!”. He pulled me closer to him, filling my entire pussy with his swollen sex. “I’m cumming,” he groaned into my ear. He jerked a little but never stopped his rhythm. He made me cum so hard that I squirted all over his dick, stomach, and legs. “Damn,” he growled huskily at me. “I like that.” We sat like that together intertwined for a few more minutes trying to catch our breath. When he finally removed his now soft member from my quivering pussy, I was in so much pain, it was ecstasy. I laid down next to him and lit a cigarette. He turned to me with the most adoring look in his eyes and said, “You have the best pussy I’ve ever had.” I giggled and said thank you. He drifted off to sleep while I sat up documenting everything that had happened.

Angel & Karen's Night Out

story_teller_2005 on Other Stories

I was wondering how this happen, My girlfriend Angela in her 40’s called me up from Karen’s house. It was a dirty house, smelled, not taken care of. Any given day you could find cloths scattered about and the dishes were never done. She was living with her because it was convent for and the kids. When Angel called she asked me what I was doing tonight it was Thursday, and thought she didn’t want to be alone so I thought. I told her that I would be there in a few minutes.

When I got there the house was in the same dirty shape lawnmowers, var

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ious junk in the front. Walking inside was about the same cloths on the floor dirty dishes she greeted me with a smile, and a kiss said come on in she wanted to ask me something. They both were drinking whine, and smoking cigarettes. They were laughing and caring on when the phone rang. Most of the time it was for Karen one of her many boyfriends.

Angel said, what are you doing tonight? I was going to ask you something, wait did you bring any smoke with you? Yea, I have some. Well let’s go back to my room and I’ll twist us up one. I agreed and knew what ever she wanted to ask me she wanted to get high first. In the room she shut the door and I gave her the smoke to twist. Kids interrupted us a few times, but Angela told them to stay out and would be out in a minute. We got high she got a ill nervous about what she wanted to tell me, so I ask what did you want to ask. Well I haven’t been out in awhile as you know and were not tecnicaly together. Wondering if you would watch the kids while me and Karen went out tonight? I stuttered and went silent. Thinking I couldn’t believe she ask me that. I mean coming down here, and thought that maybe we would have time together. I don’t get out very much, and Karen and I wanted to get out for a while. I knew when it was a girl’s night out that they got dolled up and Karen was hooking up with some guys tonight. Maybe Brandon could comer over Friday night, grabbed my breast, and smiled at me with a wicked grin. You know you want its good for you I quickly agreed, That put me in good sprits, because that’s a name she use’s when she straps a cock on, and I get dress as Desiera, and she fucks me like a women more like a whore.

We argued for a few minutes, but I ended feeling bad and said I would. We quickly finished the joint, then her emotions turned to a glee of freedom as she got up and headed to the door. She went to go talk to Karen to let her know that I would watch the kids, and I could hear them both laughing at something, but when on thinking what I was going to do tonight.

They both proceeded to get ready shower and get dressed up. Let me describe Angel and Karen for you. Angel 40 115 pounds 5’1 natural red hair freckles, glasses, dog ugly no teeth Thirty-eight, C Fat saggy tits with fat puffy nipples that any man would love to suck on except for me she wouldn’t let me suck them they hurt her to much she said. She has a tight ass, nice legs for an older woman. She has sexy body for her age beautiful to me.

 Karen is a little younger then Angela. Karen at 36 5’11 in heels Brown curly hair glasses, a little better face, but not much better, 36B, and 135lbs. her hips stick out just a little. Karen started to get ready. I sat at the kitchen table thinking about finding something to wear myself. I could see into the bathroom straight across the kitchen. Karen was kind of an exabinaist. She didn’t care who saw her get ready it was women in the house anyway. I knew she liked to torment me by getting Angela, and her all dolled up, it made me jealous and she knew it. I saw her talk to some guy on the phone, as she was getting ready in just black lacy thong, Suntan pantyhose, and a black lace bra. She was fixing her face. Applying makeup thick to her face talking on the phone to some guy about meeting at the bar tonight. She went into her room that was attached to the bathroom to continue getting ready. I knew these sluts were going to meet guys. I was getting very jealous. This was turning me on however, seeing how she didn’t care who saw her. I was very, turned on watching, Karen get ready, and the thought of Angela finding a man tonight were more then likely looking sexy. Angela turned off the shower from the other bathroom down the hall. Before she was done I saw Karen step back into the Bathroom slide her hose to her knees and sat on the toilet, and pee talking on the phone. Marsha her 13 yr old came to 4’9 light brown hair at the doorway blocking my view, and asked her something. She left went back to her room where she was playing. She flushed; Angela came into the Kitchen all done up like a slut. My cock was straining though my jeans. Wearing a Black Cocktail Dress that came down a few inches’s above the knee black nylons, and pumps with lil bows on the tips. She knew that I liked what I saw, and asked if she looked all right. “All right I said you look hot baby can I get a quick peek.” She flashed her short skirt up briefly reveling her ass in a g-string and nylon tops. Smiling strutting sexy to Karnes Bathroom by that time Karen was in a Green tight mid-thigh mini dress, Suntan pantyhose, and black 4 1/2-inch swad heels. These primed sluts stood in front of the mirror finishing curling there hair, applying lipstick, and perfume. I was be side myself the thought Angela getting fucked by another man. These two tramps, could get laid with know problem. I knew Karen loved sex, and could get Angel in the right atmosphere, and drunk and would try to hook her up with a guy.  There was no love lost between Karen, and me. At any time she could bad mouth me to Angel she would.

            Angel walked out of the bathroom as the phone rang again. She giggled when she answer it, and over heard her say they would be leaving in the next ½ an hour. Angel wanted to see me in her room again. I knew what she wanted to get high before she left. “Wow baby you look hot! Why did you get so dressed up for”? Your going to get hit on” “I like to look good when I go out.  I shut up after that. She sat there cross-legged, rolling a doobie up as she said besides Brandon’s coming over and told me to find something to wear while she was gone. I was excited looking at her, but at the same time she was going out looking hot for other men as well. She asked me for another joint for the road. I said yes, then she kissed me on the cheek and off she and Karen went.

            The kids wear playing in there Marsha’s room, while I went around the house looking for lingerie. I felt like such a slut walking around in the filthy place. Walking in the bathroom to smell the aroma. They had just left.

It was hot in their all the makeup, and curling iron still warm. Umm! Oh I knew I was going to be a bad slut tonight.  I then left. I rubbed my hard little cock size though my pants. Looking into Karen’s room. Then I wanted to check on the kids to see what they were doing. Marsha was playing with Sara Angel’s 13 year old. They were playing through out the house so I had to becarefull about getting some lingerie. Nervously, I looked at the laundry on the floor going to Karen’s room. I shut her door listening for the kids again, and peeked at her unmentionables drawer. The slut had a pair of tan pantyhose left I thought I was in luck. I quickly tugged them down in my acing crouch stroking my small penis

I knew they were up to something; I glanced at the closet a burgundy choker color, mini dress. Then looked from the arch way the girls must of went back to there rooms to get ready for bed cause I still heard the radio, and there light was still on. When I went to check on them I figured the girls would be in bed.  The girls was getting laid down I shut off the light. Telling the girls goodnight. Turning some of the other lights off except the living room where the T.V was going, and of course Karen’s room. I knew I still had to be careful peaking around just getting the girls down. I quickly hit her room looking around I found black shinny heels in her closet, going back for the sluttish dress. I went though the bathroom to look down the hall in case they got up for something. I carried the dress out of her room and into Angel’s to try on.

Let me describe I ‘am 5’6 cute long brown hair 140 cute famine hands natural a b-cup nice legs and bubble ass. I started to imagine me going out with the girl’s tonight. I disrobed quickly, getting on the bed sliding pantyhose up my shaved legs I keep them shaved pulling them up to my waist. Walking over to Angel’s panty drawer. I took out one of her white bra’s to put on. My eyes’s got widen at the blue body suit in there as well. Getting ready like a hot bitch. Sliding into the burgundy dress, and standing up in these black heels I couldn’t believe how sluttish I began to look and feel. I jacked off right there in the vanity mirror looking like a whore. I spewed all in my hose making a wet spot. Hearing giggling from outside my door, I KNEW IT! The girls were out side the door. Walking to the door to tell the girls to go back to bed. I was trying to get the dress off kicking at my heels. After getting my pants back on I opened the door to stare right into Marsha’s eyes in the living room. “What are you doing up I told you guys to go to bed” Trying to express my anger. What are you doing in there?” snapping at me with her teen attitude. “Why were you in my mom’s room” laughing? “Are you in there trying on dress’s, she chuckled looking over at Sara. “Why are you wearing mom’s nylons”? Looking down at my tan feet, and the outline of the bra. Embarrassed I turned bright red, I couldn’t talk I just said get in your room. Marsha the pre teen bitch started back to her room. “I am going to tell her your were in her room messing around.” I walked back with her to her room. Looking up at me. “  I seen you carry the dress back to the room. She quickly got into bed and turned over. I didn’t know what to stay stunned about what she knew now. I turned around to go back to and sleep on the couch. Turning off the lights was a relief I snuggled in as best I could.

The thought of Angela getting hit on devastated me. Jealousy spewed through my veins knowing I couldn’t do anything.  Feeling bad still in Karen’s pantyhose I tried to deny that Marsha knew I was wearing women’s clothing especially her mother’ hosiery. Marsha mainly came up with the jokes with Sara adding lip to the jokes, to almost sending me to tears.

            I slept until I heard the car door shutting. My eyes blurred seeing two figures walk in laughing. I sat up and saw Karen and her date.. He was a tall black man 6’5 250 young male. His jean shorts couldn’t conceal his bulge. Pushing Karen against the wall his hands finding his way around her body. She saw that I was looking at them, while he kissed her deep and full of lust. I watched as his black hand was pushing her mini easy, up to her hips rubbing her hot incased crouch. Squirming against the wall like a drunk bitch in heat. Karen pulled away from his embrace to look at me. Straightening her skirt again, and walked into the kitchen with a smile on her face. “Don’t wait up for Angela tonight she’s staying with a friend.” What do you mean I said?” Her date followed her into the kitchen watching her butt sway “Like I said, don’t wait up for her she told me to tell you she’s staying with a friend, she paused Cliff I think his name is.” My stomach turned I couldn’t believe that Angela would do this to me. Ask me too come over watch her kids while she went out and now with a guy named Cliff. I over heard them in the kitchen laughing. As I sunk back into the couch in disbelief. She then was chased into the living room giggling and playing with her Black date. “ She told me that if you wanted to talk about this she would be home tomorrow sometime, but if you didn’t want to she would understand.” Karen snickered at me with an evil grin. Besides Tim why would she want some sissy boy that likes to wear women’s cloths? Karen already knew that I cross-dressed, and NOW apparently drunk blurting it out to her date. “She needs a real man.  I stood up to protest, “ By that time her date came up behind her. Looking me up and down snickering when he seen my silk feet. “Bitch! You better sit your pantyhose-wearing ass down.

‘. Towered over her still in her heels. Karnes eyes got big when he slide his big arm around her waist slowly caressing her breast in her dress. I sat down quickly embarrassed Karen smiled moving her hips back up against the big dark man. He whispered in her ear. Laughing backing up at the 6’5 dark Stallion. The man took control of her and off they went to her room. I heard the door shut with a sound of Karen and his laughter. I sulked deep knowing tomorrow was going to be awful one. I knew it was going to get back with Angela, getting caught in women’s cloths, but now she was out with a guy name Cliff. Knowing it wasn’t looking good for me. From the bedroom I heard the waterbed splashing around, hearing Karen’s moans of what sounded like desperate older slut getting off on his massive cock. I heard his thrust into her, she would cry out “Yes umm yea give me your big cock.” I was surprised that Marsha or Sara didn’t get up. It went silent for a while. Then thinking Angel could be getting them same right now. I could only think of when I confronted Angela.

            I woke up with the sound of the phone ringing it rang though out the morning as I slept. Karen yelled from her room that it was for me. I answered it. It was Angel “Hey what are doing. “Did you find something to wear” with a giggle. You should have been more careful, giggling again. She whispered something to try to cover up what she was saying to someone, but not me. “Karen told me that you stayed the night with Cliff is that true? Why I asked while almost crying? “Well you have been dressing an awful lot lately, and I need to feel like a women, and you don’t have a job. I need someone who will listen to me. I tried to dispute telling her that I would do anything, to convince her to stay with me. I will be home in a little bit if you love me get dressed I have an idea that we can still be together, but some changes are going to be made. “What changes I said” “I’ll talk to you when I get home. Go talk to Karen she say’s you can stay there and work on the house if you want to stay with me. I heard some guys voice in the background as Angel giggled. I have to go I’ll see you in a little bit, and before I could say anymore. She told me bye, and hung up the phone.

 

 

 

            Hanging up the phone defeated  I walked in to Karen’s room where she was smirking evil. So you want to stay? “Yea you want me to clean to stay while dressed? She nodded yes. She was happy this morning just getting laid Tyrone must of left early. What about the girls I thought, but they had already seen me. She got up wearing just her burgundy nighty, walking over and throwing me cut off jean shorts, and her last nights pantyhose. Here and you can keep those pantyhose I don’t want them back and get a good whiff of them. If you really want to do this you’ll have to go shopping because you’re not always going to wear mine chuckling at my expense buy your own Pads. I went to the back bathroom shut the door to take a shower, and shave. I got out when Karen talked though the door. Marsha, and Sara will do your makeup if you want. Just get dressed first. I got really excited that I was getting dressed, but hurt that Angel found a new lover.

            I slipped into the blue body suit and got the three buttons snapped! Then Karen’s soiled tan nylons went sliding up my legs and I started feeling excited, but weak I was getting ready for the whole house. Hear in a little bit Angel was going to see me.

LIFES SEXUAL PERKS 3

itsonlyfun on Other Stories

  Fact or fiction? you decide.

 A couple of days went by with no sexual indicators from my aunt but I know she knew I watched evening and morning from my now established place in here bed. When I say watched,more a serious gawk. Strangely after that first night,her knickers were always removed for bed and clean ones put on each morning. Now this was more like it,both the nights in question when she took them off her bum was pointing in my direction across the bed. As she bent her puffy outer lips were exstended to the rear and because she had good fleshy thighs the cunt lips pouted out between her thighs like a large mouth throwing a kiss. The inner edges glistening and wet like when a woman licks the lipsti

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cked lips of her mouth. The morning was even better because when putting clean knickers on she bent right to the floor,not only did this excentuate her pussies pout it made her bum cheeks open to expose her crinkly bum hole. Being new to this it didn't occur to me the other night to feel down as far as her bum hole. Anyway I think the restriction of her knickers would have stopped my hand. I did feel my own at this stage to see if it was sensitive when touched. It was,so aunty's became an intrigue and a target for the future.

 My aunt done a couple of days work in mid week,so come Wednesday,Ross my younger cousin had gone to school (No college then,justhigher grade) Anyway I'm between schools because of moving which left me,my cousin Ginny and the baby,plus our grandparents in the house.

 Ginny and myself were more like brother and sister since both our fathers were lost in the war,but hers differently than mine. This ment we were as thick as thieves with each other. No taboo subjects. As the morning went on we sat in the living room,me on my usual perch,but Ginny was in her mothers place. Grandad passed through said listen for gran and give me a shout if needed,I'm dapping down my mates.

 That said,Ginn took her head out of her latest book,looked at me with a rye grin and said "That question you asked Sunday,did you find the answer?" I threw a dummy. Oh that? not really.Well it ment we would have had to get you to fuck us. Wow! I said,did your mum say anything to you? yeah! she said "dirty little sod,I bet he know's what it means" then "If you get any ideas mind seeing its about six months since your husband was here to give you a seeing to,don't let don't let him shoot any spunk inside unless its a week before or after he's been on leave,just incase you click" Real down to earth my aunty!

 Where the hell's this leading thinks the beastas it raises its ugly head on a rock hard stem. Fuck it was hurting,all in the wrong direction in my trousers. Uninhibited i stood up and adjusted him up my belly to ease the pressure. In doing this it was sticking forward tempararily. Ginny's eyes locked on "That's a lot bigger than I remember,How big? I bet you keep measuring it" Just over 6". "That's not bad for a young kid cousin"

 I can't hold back any longer. Are you then? "What" Bitch stop teasing,going to seduce me! "I'm thinking about it" How long for fucks sake? "At least till you are nearly cumming in your pants" Then what? "Be patient, I was going to tell you some more. Oh Fuck! Aunt haven't blown the whistle about the other night have she. Ginny continues. You saw my cunt on Sunday,yes? Its OK. I intended you to. You know I get packets of fags from grandad and he say's, don't forget to pay me back! Well I never give him money for them,I give him what you got. A good look mind! Sunday I done it to see how you would react. Your reaction was most adult,not giving anything away by over reacting. I know you'll keep stum from here on in. In! I like what I'm hearing. Say's I!  So do Grandad react? I keep getting my fags don't I?

 So following what I've just told you and Den not on leave(furlow) for another month,I thought I could benefit if I let you play a bit and nearer his leave perhaps let you put it in. WOW! Have you ever put it in one? No. Good. When can I play says I? A bit later,I need some fags first. He's down his mates. he'll dap up in a minute to see all's well. When i get them he'll come back out to get a drink for Gran and a look,then back in,another look,finally back out to his mates again getting a third look.

 Did I ought to make myself scarce? No it'll be more exciting for me with you here to see how he deals with it. I'm not wearing knickers. Make sure he doesn't realize you're watching though. He might tell me to go and do something I said. We'll see. Noise out back,in he comes,Ginny latches on to him, "No fags Gramps" Thought not, yo'll have to pay back mind. It happened just as she predicted. it was as though I wasn't there. Amazing all I done was make out I was looking at a newspaper,all the time looking over the top at the show. Unabashed she didn't only flash,each time she kept her legs open for a good while and the last time she actually pulled her outer lips showing the inner flaps and making her cunt open. Was that for him or bravado to me? I wonder? I clocked his cock sticking straight out in the front of his trousers. Her cunt was quite gooey,as he walked to the backhe said, "You dirty little prick teaser" but grinned with no malice. Had he spotted my Boner?

 He's gone she said.I said he had a great hard on,what if he tries to fuck you? She smirked and shrugged her shoulders,she just said,come on lets go upstairs.

 More later. Ha! Ha!

LIFES SEXUAL PERKS 17

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 Fact or fiction? you decide.

 Demobbed now, adulthood here we come!

 Love in a wide open glade.

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 With every intention of getting married we find a flat to renovate. Being short of money we aquire a second hand bedroom suite and spend nearly all of our spare time renovating one hour,fucking one hour and fucking another hour then more renovating if there's time left. Within the fucking parts we explore each others bodies and the more we explore the more we talk about sexual things and do what the talk led us to.

 During one such session, Jacki

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e refered to a happening of a couple of weeks before which further enthrolled me to her sexual desires. This was partly to do with when I spent time at the swimming pool when her and her mates used to 'prick tease' us blokes. This came into my mind as having gone to a lovely viewing spot where you could see out across the local estuary, we romatically were walking home through a leafy area that had some glades.

 As we walked my hands found themselves squeezing Jackie's tits and trying to lift her skirt or holding a cheek of her ass followed by sneaking down the inside of her waistband and smoothing the skin thereunder, belly,bum cheek even pube area outside her knickers, to which she would wiggle and squirm with the comment "Stop it you're making me wet" my response being "That's what I'm trying to do, I want to fuck you,now,here" "We might get seen" say's Jackie. "Great you may get a look at their cocks" I say taking a fun whack around the ear from her. "You'd really like someone to see my pussy wouldn't you" My reply checked her humour a bit, "Well you and your mates tried hard to show us in the swimming pool as I recall" thinking for a mo' she retorted "that was the twins kept trying to get me to flash mine, not me" (another revelation about Jackie's nature.They made me do it!)

 She went on,"If a bloke saw us you'd offer him a turn on me I suppose? You don't love me do you?" Quickly reassuring her I loved her dearly and adding,if only they knew how good you make love I'd have to fight them off by the minute" I decided it was wiser to let it drop. God, these women are so strange! As we dipped into the next glade she stopped, put her hands on her hips and say's,"Well(Huff) are you going to do it or what?" "What about the bloke thing?" "If I see his cock,I'll let you know in plenty of time so you can save from a fate worse than death" adding "I don't think"

 An attitude like that can put you off you know! I thought but didn't say as she dragged her knickers off. "I like to do that as I play with your pussy" She promply pulled them back up breaking into a grin. "Got you going then you bastard didn't I?" All was well! We lay down and started snogging, I waste know time in undoing her top and kissing her breast and belly while putting a hand up her skirt raising it well above her knee's.

 She then whispers I made that fuss because I think one of those peepers was following us. He's still back over your shoulder,"no don't look" by a tree with some bushes.I whisper back,"Do you want me to stop and we'll go" "No I'm safe with you, I like the feeling I'm getting knowing he's watching what you're doing" "Its like I got at the baths when you all looked at my slit" "That's why I took my knickers off and on to let him know we were going to" I don't know about the bloke but my nob was like an iron bar with this talk and throbbing with pain. Jackie was I found now absolutely saturated between her legs.(Another revelation,she got a buss being watched) Don't we all really?

 I started playing to the gallery,opening her legs wider having taken her knicker's off, this action allowed me as I sat up to get them off her feet to craftily glance up with my eyes, he eased back behind the tree but not quite enough, his cock was protuding through his fly front. As I went back down to kiss Jackie, I could hear her quietly giggling, "he got a hardon and don't realise we can see it" Her eyes looked past me "He's back out looking at my quim the randy sod" I then start to finger her in ernest and in no time she's really going for an orgasm. Her legs are leaping with her hips making fucking motions.

 "Do it now! I'm cumming,Now! quick stick it in me! I climb between her legs and staying high up her belly with my trousers round my ankles I push it down and in, knowing it meant the peeper seen my cock actually push her cunt open and slide right up Jackie's pussy. With me rising up she looked and gasped "He's wanking himself stupid" "Fuck me as hard as you can" I did and cumming off together must have been a sight for sore eye's. After a short while I got out and off and Jackie just led there recovering from her mighty orgasm. She turned her head saying, "I'm sure I seen his spunk squirt against that tree trunk" Then looking she said he's gone I think!

 We got up and putting her knickers in her pocket off we went. I said "You should have left them for the peeper, he could have taken them home and squirted his baby juice all over the wet bit. She said "Don't be so bloody dirty" "Hark at her" having just let peeper watch her cunt in action for nearly an hour! I went to walk on but she dragged me back the way we had come. Frowning I followed then twigged what she was at. Getting to the tree she looked around went nearer and showed me the globules of spunk on the tree trunk. "Told you she uttered proudly" "All those poor little tadpoles swimming on the tree bark looking for my egg,how sad" Fuck she sounded serious. I wondered, had she been hoping peeper would come over for a turn? No never! Bloody hell! she dipped her finger in it,smelt it and touched it with her tongue, "Ever so salty" Where had I heard that before?

 Having got back to our flat,before I took her home we led on the bed. Looking at the ceiling and obviously thinking she dropped back on to that dodgy ground, "If he had tried to would you have stopped him? 'course I would have, really? 'course. Silence, then what if he'd just got on your back and "You know"? I went up on one elbow and looked at her, she grinning, "would you have"? With my mind going to my 'tiny tight asshole' "Being worked up and you with your trousers off,he might have" Where was this taking us? I was fucked for words! "Have you ever had any bloke try anything?ever?" Silence,I'm still fucked for words. I didn't even think you'd know about that sort of stuff I eventually got out. "Did I surprise you then? did I?

 Fuck me did she ever. Me a smart ass! "If you say yes, I'll tell you a girl thing then you tell me yours. Fuck am I going into a trap here? Still, what's this girl bit she's prepared to tell me? "Something must have happened with just a lot of you blokes stuck out in the middle of nowhere for weeks. An opening, god no, the military would go ape if blokes did. Phew! Oh well I'll forget the girl,girl thing then! Girl! Girl! I bet its her and twinnis, why are women so fucking cunning. Don't you just love it?

 I did have just one small incident,nothing much really,I say. "You're not just saying that to get me to tell you" No! "Give me a clue to judge if its worthy enough" "I said its not much,just to do do with me having to give an officer an early call when on guard duty and you know" No what? "He had a hardon inside his PJs and" "No, let me tell you first then"

 Remember down the baths, well the twins was fascinated with my pussy hairs. When we changed in the cubicle they kept touching me, course we had been flashing so when we got out we had juicy pussies. This time was when cheeky twin showed her cunt lips because I said I wouldn't. This bald bloke stopped and kept taking a real good look, (course I remembered this vividly) He said to me, "I'd like to see yours it looks big enough to fuck" the twins loved it so when we got out, I always took my costume off then naked wiped my hair,they did the same, being a tight squeeze I usually got up on the seating plank as I could then see over the curtain. This time the twins thought it a good time to touch my pussy. They each had a hand on it,where I usually told them to stop, because of what the bald bloke said,my pussy felt tingly so I stood still and let them finger me a bit,first time ever.

 The next second that attendant had his head through the curtain looking straight at the twins and my pussy. They froze with their fingers on me, I covered my tits with my towel stupidly realising he was looking at my cunt not my tits. "Oh its you lot, don't take long we got some queueing" on coming out he was talking to that bald bloke and having a chuckle. I bet I knew what that was about. That was great the twins thought. Bet they want to fuck us the cheeky one said. You can,not me I told them.

 I thought that she'd finished. "So on the way up the steps" she continued, as my cock throbbed and I started feeling her. "You know that little walled garden where the house is gone? Yeah, well we generally go in there because the twins show their pussies to get me to show mine and then we play with our own talking about how rude we were in the pool. I just went to lift my skirt and as the twins did the same they froze and let their skirts drop. In that instant a pair of shoulders shrouded above and at the back of me. One arm came down my front and squeezed my tit the other came down the other side straight inside my skirts waist band and straight down inside my knickers.

 Over my pubes and grasped my pussy, his whole hand opening and closing on my pussy with his middle finger right in the slit. I screeched the twins screeched as he said I told you it looked big enough to fuck. He had a few more squeezes saying be careful who you prick tease or you will get fucked. Then he was gone. It shocked yet excited us. Cheeky said she wished it had been her, what did it feel like. I couldn't explain it so I got behind them and done it like baldy did. They both loved it and got even wetter. We finished by quiet twin telling me,cheeky got her to make her cum twice each night,but she could only cum once usually. We went on up to our back lane and they persuaded me to let them finish what they started in the cubicle and the man squeeze made me let them, they were all excited when I came on their hands.

 By this time I'd spooned in behind Jackie and playing at her clit I had the beast up her pussy and was giving very short strokes to stop from cumming. "Now you" "Its hardly nothing compared to that" "Say it anyway,I'm near to orgasm" "here goes" Giving this officer a call was new to me. On the way I thought, how the fuck do I wake him? I can't bang the bed like they wake us. Anyway arriving in the tent I nudged his shoulder, not waking he rolled over a bit making the bed clothes go lower,they were virtually below his PJ waist band anyway.  Through the slit of his PJs I can see he's got a rampant hard on and his nob end is pushing at his waistband with a damp patch soaked through. I thought that must be precum because a wet dream would have soaked his PJs. I went to pull the bed clothes up to avoid him embassement, just as my hand went to catch hold the clothes, his hand grabbed mine and pressed it on his belly flat. See how smooth that is he said while pushing my hand towards his pubes.

 As I tried to pull away our hands were below the PJ line and I felt his hardon hot against the back of my hand. I thought, Fuck he's after my ass, but instead he rolled away and in an instant made his ass naked. I shit really, as he said "After all these weeks don't you need some pleasure while you pull on mine"? What the fuck do you say to an officer? I said "There must be some mistake sir, my fiancee wouldn't approve and for good measure,nore the colonel" He was a reserve called back for an emergency action.

 By this time we had both cum, Jackie said in her heat, "Don't you wonder what it would have felt like being it was all sticky to make it slip" then promptly turned me and her over and as I said "No I'm to small" she had wetted her finger in our cum and tried to push it up my ass. Good job she bites her nails is all I can say.

 That's all for now.

A Jungle Girl Meal

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A Jungle Girl Meal
By: SXCamaro

The morning sun rose over the Brazilian tree line and quickly started climbing into the sky. The jungle awakened from its deep sleep and began to bustle with activity. The Solpobra Tribe rose and began collecting wood for the tribal fire and went about their daily activities. This particular Brazilian tribe lived free of civilized contact and lived solely off the fruits of the jungle. They mated within their small community of two hundred people and shared collectively in the toils of everyday life

As the sun made its appearance young Nima began to stir in her hut. She was a young female of eighteen circles of age. Her tribe measured age by the growth of rings on tree
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and used this measure to estimate the time for marriage and adulthood. Nima was a gorgeous young woman. Shehad medium sized breasts and a curvy figure with tan skin.  Her figure was clad in only a small leather top that barely covered her breasts and a leather and grass skirt that hung about half way to her knees. The sun peaked through the reeds of the hut and began to hit her eyes. She turned over avoiding the sun and attempted to fall back asleep. She lay for a few moments until her mother began to call for her.

“Nima! Nima! It’s time to rise and harvest wood and fruit for the nocturne ceremony!”

Nima groaned rolling over thinking to herself what a pain this would be. She reluctantly got up and walked outside into the morning heat. The humidity had already began to build and the air felt heavy and thick. She walked onto the village common where all huts opened to. Her fellow villagers had began fishing, tending the young, and clearing the fire pit. She walked past the common and up to the river to take a morning dip. She noticed men further down stream had begun their fishing and where watching her.  She took off her small leather covering and dove into the river. It was customary tradition of the tribe for the tribe to do this, it presented everybody a chance to see what they had to offer for marriage.

“Mmmm this cool water feels so good on my skin”

she thought to herself. She surfaced and a slight breeze on her face. She ran her fingers over her breast and her erect nipples taking in the pleasure of the cool water and then down her thighs and across her woman hood.

“I wish I could do this all day and not be stuck in the hot and sticky woods. I always get stuck gathering wood. Well I better get out of  here before mom comes over and punishes me for lazing around in the water.”

As she exited the water and dressed her father came over and told her that she would be expected to gather enough wood to last the entire night.

“Yesterday you gather enough wood to make it through nocturne ceremony. After we had eaten our harvest we discovered that we had no more wood in the common. Today you will gather more wood and not slack on your duty.” her father said sternly. “The tribe needs every member to be strong and if you cannot be a strong worker what kind of wife will you make for the tribe?”

Nima felt ashamed. She knew that she had been slacking off in her duty but, she did it out of fear of marriage. Her father had promised her to another tribesman at birth to unite their families and strengthen tribal bond. She felt scared and did not want to be forced to have children and work endlessly on domestic chores. Despite the feelings of remorse inside she bite her lip and told her father,

“Yes father. I am sorry to have shamed our family and the tribe. I will harvest enough wood today to ensure our fire will burn throughout the night and into the next suns rising.”

Her father seemed satisfied with her response and lumbered away to a group of men who were going out hunting. He gathered his spear and the men set out to kill food for the tribe.

“Well I’d better get started with the wood this is going to take all afternoon and maybe longer.” She thought to herself.

Nima wondered slowly into the woods with her reed and mud bag attached to her back. She walked slowly and unenthusiastically through the dense brush. She bent over picking up twigs and took her time cleaning them off.

“Pull off leaves on twigs. They make smoke and bring bugs. Gather dry leaves but make sure they have no snakes under them before you pick them up. Get big branches too but, don’t take any that are wet they cause uneven burning.” She heard her mothers voice repeating in her head over and over as she had for the last twelve circles of her life.

“I’m old enough to do the work of a woman and be married to a man but, I get the respect of a child. Nobody thinks I can do work. They treat me as a feeble being that is not reliable enough to gather these lowly twigs and sticks.” She said angrily to herself.

Several hours passed and she had only ventured a few hundred feet off the village and filled her bag half full of mostly useless material. She began to ponder what the world beyond the forest must be like. She once when she was very young saw a  small white monster fly across the sky. It made a loud roar and had a long tail. It hard intrigued her and made her think if she could fly she could leave this place and make a new village or find one that treated her like an equal. She closed her eyes and remembered the day clearly. She had been maybe five circles old and was hanging around camp suckling upon one of the tribes woman’s breasts. The tribe believed this brought unity and power to the tribe. The milk of the women provided extra strength to the hunters and made the women work hard so they fed off of it until they turned seven tree circles old.

“I wish I could be the great white flying monster. I wish I could fly far away and make a new life and live in forever happiness.” She thought a bit more, sighed, and continued  gathering wood. She took a step forward and suddenly the jungle foliage gave way. She fell tumbling head over heel down a hill. She frantically pulled at roots and rocks and clawed at the ground. She saw the ground ahead of her and then hit it.

She lay for a few moments temporarily stunned from the fall. “What..the…was that? Where am I? Can I move?” She asked herself. She felt tears fall down her cheeks and she hurt all over from the fall. She had some small cuts and bruises but seemed to be alright. Her harvest bag however was shattered in a million pieces. It had broken her fall with all the wet leaves and small twigs giving good cushioning to reduce the impact.

“Okay now how to I get back up there? I can’t climb that hill I might fall back down and get hurt even more. Maybe I’ll walk around and see if I can find another path.” She did so and walked along the cliff for a few feet. She could see no way up and for the first time realized that the are resembled half of a sun. She would need to walk out if she would find a way up back to the village. She ventured forth worrying about getting home and what she would tell her father about the wood. He would surely reprimand her for losing the wood harvest.

She saw a grouping of trees ahead and walked up to them. They were leaned close together having grown that way and she looked through them and saw a clearing ahead with a small inclined area leading back up to the top of the ledge. She felt hopeful seeing the answer to her problems. Nima squeezed into the hole between the trees and began to walk into the clearing. She saw the incline. Perfect and visible it. She felt anxious to get there and began to run feeling joy. She was only five feet from the incline when she tripped and hit the ground.

“Only I would trip in a clearing!” She said angrily to herself, annoyed at her clumsiness.  “I’m getting out of here and gathering wood and getting back to the village. Okay here we g…..Hm stupid vine is caught on my foot. Oh well.” She said to herself, anxiously thinking of the incline.

She pulled the vines off and continued to the incline. She had no sooner taken three steps when she felt something slither up her legs. She stopped and looked down to see what was going on. Vines had wrapped themselves around her legs all the way up to her knees.

“What is going on? I didn’t even touch anything I pulled these off earlier?!” She said confused. “Oh well maybe I didn’t see things right. Okay off you go.” She pulled at the vines but they did not move. The harder she pulled the more they tightened. Soon she had pulled so hard and long the veins made her legs numb and she became unsteady and fell over.

Upon falling the vines circled up to her thighs and began pulling her across the jungle floor. She sat up and thought she was dreaming.

“What in the world in happening and what are you vines trying to do to me?” She had no sooner uttered these words when a gigantic green pod became visible ahead. It blended in well to the jungle but the pink and red slit in the top of it seemed to be where the vines were pulling her towards.

“What is this stuff? Why are you pulling me?” She struggled against the vines as the bulb drew closer.
“Let me go I command you! You stupid plant listen to me!” The vines suddenly stopped pulling her and released her legs and pulled into the pink opening ahead of her. She looked intently sitting on her butt at the giant pod. It was maybe nine feet tall and four feet wide with a thick stem attached to the ground and gigantic leaves all around it. She felt mesmerized and stared intently and the oddity. She stood up and peered closer. The plant seemed to be pulsating. She felt drawn towards it but resisted.

“I need to get to the village, they are readying the nocturne ceremony.” She took a few steps back towards the incline but stopped. She turned back towards the plant and felt the need to get closer. She had never seen anything like it before and wanted to tell everyone at the village about it. She decided to quickly go back and examine it then go back to the village and tell of her experience.

She walked forward carefully examining the pod. She was back at where the vines had left her and stared at the pink slit in the pod that was pointed at her. It seemed so beautiful and calm.

“Well maybe a little bit closer. I might be able to tell if you are something we can eat and use in future ceremonies. Maybe you can bring me respect if I bring you back and the tribe likes you.” She walked further towards the plant. She stopped ten feet from the pod and stared squinting.

“A little closer won’t hurt” She thought. As she closed in the pink slit opened a few inches and  the two vines very visible on the sides of the slit. They seemed to go in but were attached to the outside of it. Not realizing she was getting closer  she closed in. She was only five feet away and she stopped on a soft bed of leaves. She decided she was close enough and then stopped moving. The pink slit was now open a foot in diameter and was a glorious pink color. She felt satisfied with her information and turned around.

“Father will surely appreciate me and mother will too. This will prove to be a valuable resource for the tribe I’m su….“ she stopped mid sentence noticing that a wall of vegetation had appeared. The wall extended around her and went up ten feet. Suddenly she was hit from behind with two vines and they quickly wrapped around each of her legs and began pulling her in. She struggled squirming. The vines crept up her legs and tore off her leather skirt and top exposing her body. More vines immerged from the pod and began caressing her body and wrapping her arms and body. She struggled against them.

“No! You can’t do this! I don’t want to be taken by a plant!” She shouted.

The vines roamed all around her body violating her. One vine found her wet pussy and began to probe it.

“Oh no! You can’t rape me then father will kill me! This can’t be happening!” She screamed.
The vine penetrated her virgin pussy and began pumping in and out and growing in size. Tears flowed from her eyes and she screamed in pain. She felt like she was ripping apart. Another vine had found her anus and began invading the tight region. She protested screaming but was silenced when another vine found her mouth and filled it. Vines covered her and two had attached themselves to her nipples and began suckling them. She tried to scream.

“Mmfggghhh….” was all that came out.

She then felt jell being forced into her orifices and into her breasts. A sweet tasting fluid ran into her mouth and down her throat. It burnt slightly but it made her feel horney. Her pussy began to burn and she wanted the plant inside her. She thought, “Mmm I want this plant inside me! I need it deeper!” She began to squeeze her pussy and felt more jell secreted. She was building up to a climax and the plant pounded her pussy harder and her anus and suckled her breasts so hard she came and felt wonderful. The plant began to pull out of her anus and pussy and wrapped her legs and body. The vines began secreting the jell onto her body and head. It smelled just like fresh fruit and tasted like the sweeter than the sweetest nectar she had ever tasted. She felt complete and wanted the plant. She looked at it longingly,

“please take me. I can’t stand being out here anymore I want to be in you. I don’t know why but, I feel a need to be with you.” She said longing for the pink maw in front of her.

The vines began retracting and lifted her up in the air. The pod turned slowly towards the sky as she climbed. The pod was completely vertical and the maw was only a foot from her head. The vines moved her arms over her head and lowered her to the plant. She watched and felt her pussy burn as the pod swallowed her arms.

“MMM! Yeah you like the way I taste don’t you? I want you to take me and use every part of me so you can get bigger and lure more girls into your trap. I want to become part of you.” The maw gripped down on her hands and pulled her down further. Her head entered the maw and was welcomed by the soft lining of the pods mouth. As the maw squeezed and readied for to puller her more Nima couldn’t help but moan. She was so horney from the jell and her pussy ached with desire to be rubbed and penetrated. She was pulled down further into the maw of the plant and felt her stomach being squeezed down by the plant.

“I want to be inside you all the way. I want you to make me part of you. I can’t wait any longer. I want you to take me now.” She felt the maw pull her in deep and her butt came to rest on the lips of the pod.

“I can’t take anymore teasing I’m going in the next time.” As the maw opened to accommodate her hips she pulled her feet towards her and slipped completely into the pod.

“Ohhh mmmm! This feels so good.” She exclaimed riding on another climatic wave. She orgasimed again feeling the walls touch her hot pussy got her off. She then felt a tight right at the bottom and was pushed through to this area. It was harder than the maw but not uncomfortable. As she sank into it she realized it was the stem. Her hands pulled as they entered she wanted to get to become part of the plant. She quickly forced herself through the stem and into a large squishy chamber. Once in the chamber the stem closed off and she could feel and see faintly risen areas of the tissue on the roof of the chamber. When the chamber had closed completely they began to spray fluid in the chamber.

“Well it looks like I’m finally going to be apart of you. Mmmm. You made me feel so good. I can’t wait till you turn me into part of your vines and leaves. You caught yourself a fine young meal and now your going to absorb me and attract others.” She stated praisingly. As the flood rose she rubbed her pussy as hard as she could. It stopped with only a foot of fluid and she climaxed harder than the others combined. She felt a slight burning but it felt good. She wanted to be with the pod and knew she soon would. She took gulped down several mouth fulls of the acid.

“I should be easy to digest now lover. I hope I make you strong and we make a good pair.”

She felt sleepy as she began to drift off. She slipped away slowly losing her thought and became aware of a rhythmic sloshing of the stomach. She slipped under the acid and began to disappear in the contractions and acidic waves. She finally felt whole and her last thought before she was gone was,

“I love you.”

LIFES SEXUAL PERKS 4

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 Fact or fiction? you decide.

 Lifes sexual excitement never quite pans out as one would wish. So being all excited and impatient  to experience being seduced by either my aunt or older cousin before I had to move to my new home I couldn't wait for the next Sunday to come as this is when my aunt mainly gets her horny times, having been turned on, by her brother's dirty chat. Being as green as grass about women's bodily functions I was gutted when Sunday came but my uncle failed to materialise. He apparently had had to go up country on a job.

 Stupid me I didn't at that time realise it mattered little because my aunt was indisposed anyway. I also didn't realise that a week lat

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er she would be rampant for a fuck. So another week was spent with my hand working its magic on the beast that controlled my every thought.

 All wasn't lost though because Ginny needed her fags on a regular basis. I had now made her aware of my cellar position where I watched much sexual activity and sprayed the stair wall with my baby juice. She showed great excitement about this and said she would give me the word when she planned any activity. This was not long in coming, because baths were taken in a tin tub in front of an open fire at this time in our house. This was an old mining area and ablutions were very basic.

 Come Wednesday the tub is made ready, as before we were alone with grandad etc. I go to my vantage point having been told by Ginny to expect something different but didn't say what. Course I'd overlooked it was getting near to her husband coming home on leave (Furlow).

 I found my heart was beating a tattoo in my chest with my beast already out of my trousers and in its Iron bar status,god it ached. I heard her say to nobody in particular but rather quietly "I'm going to bath now" and in an instant was in front of my vantage point bent over naked with her hand feeling the water then adding a drop of cold from the jug she held. Her ass was in my direction purposely because she looked back through her legs and winked in my direction. Her pussy lips were all puffy and pink. She stepped in,sat down facing me and her tits were level with my eyes.

 It doesn't take much when you're young and horny. Spunk shot all over the wall I had sprayed so many times before. Now the flannel was soaped and all over her tits, nipples sticking out like organ stops. Then she was up, soaping down her belly into her groins with her pubes getting much action from her hands. At this point she ran both her hands down through her slit as she bent her knees forward and wider to allow her cunt to open. She was grinning at my hiding place (Bitch) Instantly her face went bland as the door catch clicked. One hand went to cover her pussy and the other across her tits. Didn't cover much of her good sizes tits though.

 Bollocks Grandad has blown my entertainment. Wrong again, cousin is playing the coy card un-be-known to me at my youthful age. "Hows the fag situation" says she? "Want your back washed" he replies. Ok says Gin, ten fags go in the window sill. She's so bloody cheeky,in more ways than one. He moves in on her she lifts her arms while still stood up. He has the soap and starts on her back. I now realise why her arms are up, back? like hell he is his hands go from the back under her arms and round to her tits round and round her tits in fact then down over her hips back round to massage her ass globes then over the hip boned and with one hand each side he's rubbing the top of her groins. I cum again, my nobs aching like hell now. She puts her head back and says something to him,can't hear it though. "£5 that's a lot what do you need it for" "Den's leave" "Oh"

 His hands are rubbing the centre of her slit and I could see it was having the desired affect on her. A fiver blimey that's half a weeks pay, thinks me, just for a rub? She says let me finish and wipe now,just like that. He's gone back through the door, I get a wonderful demo of a young woman wiping. She moves nearer the door where I'm at and quietly says "Stay put,he's coming back in a mo" She puts a blouse on and a skirt made of very thin cotton,red and black patterned.

 Funnily she goes to the two easy chairs and pushes them apart by about a foot. I assume this is to allow her to get to the fags. But no they're still left on the sill. Then he returns with five one pound notes in his hand,he goes through the gap in the chairs and again puts these notes on the sill. Gin' says "I know why you done that" He grins and says "Go on then" she grins back and puts a knee on each arm then reaches forward to the notes but stays in that position. His trousers are tented and with that he catches the skirt hem and gently slowly lifts it up higher and higher revealing her pink pert bum cheeks and pussy lips very pink now because of the hot bath.

 Resting the skirt down on her back he runs the side of his hand slowly through her slit,up and down,up and down. I can see it glistening more and more. She arches her back giving me a perfect view and making it easier for his fingers. Now I knew what his fiver was buying and free for me. Then she said "He's on leave next week" My mind clicked! fucking hell she's giving him the nod,like she told me her mother said about letting me have a go,"Fuck-i-n-g hell"

 Fly buttons released his hand went in and pulled his cock and balls out of his trousers. pretty good for an old'un, about 8" not to fat but like an iron bar and his ball bag was as tight as a donkeys. He held the root of it and played it up and down the crease of her ass, precum making it shine then he moved it under her and slide along her pussy slit. She arched her back even more which made her open and the head hit the spot. He rolled his foreskin back off the helmet and started in. Undoing his belt his trousers dropped but allowing a good view of the action from between his legs. Then gripping round her hips and into her thighs he had the stance of my dog when it fucked. No more slowness he rammed up to the hilt in this young pussy. Boy did he fuck her good,as she started to moan he whispered "Keep it down" in no time his thigh and ass muscles stiffened and he was doing those short hard jerks I knew so well. She was gasping for breath and pushing hard back at his cock in her orgasm.

 God you're just like your mother he whispered, pulled his trousers up and headed for the back as though a bout of guilt had come on to him. Ginny stayed as she was flexing her rear muscles which made a copulat amount of his and her juice come back out her hole. Eventually she straightened up making a glob drop to the floor turned round and walked my way where she put her hand between her legs and pulled it forward,then held it in front of me full of their spunk. She giggled went to the bath and let it all drop in. "Come and give me a hand with the bath" she whispered. I did and noted the jism was floating just under the surface like frog spawn but more milky. She asked if I enjoyed that and refered to the large amount of jism he squirted into her.

 I had to know,so here goes. You said to him about the leave thing,does that mean you're going to seduce me now. Not today,but I will in due course. When the hell is one of these women going to seduce me. Youths inpatients reigned,but what I'd just seen held me in good stead twice a day till the weekend.

 Sunday arrived still no uncle,drat,looks like I will move before being seduced. Aunt was her perky self having been rather subdued of late. The paper is being read and ripe comments exchanged with Ginny. Mother and daughter were very close and I caught a scrap of conversation, Did he... or did you let him. Something of that nature. Ginny opened her purse and showed the five one pound notes. Aunt made a circle with two fingers and pushed the finger of her other hand backward and forward through the circle. Ginny made a slight nodding motion with her head. Obviously she had not told all about me watching. That's good then.

 Time for bed arrived, still nothing happened although I put my hand across. Then after a while a whisper from aunt. "Are you still awake" very hushed I said I was."Come round this side then" she said.Stealthily I got out and went round to her side. More whispers "Get in along side me" the blood in my head is pumping like mad,could this be it? In I get, Immediate shock hits me, she's completely naked,another whisper "You'd better stay this side because this morning young Ross had a sticky belly and legs. Fuck! That was a wet dream I had then,no wonder I couldn't find any jism. But naked where am I going to hide this bloody great hard on?

 Aunt said "I expect you had an accident but don't worry that's quite normal at your age" That's one thing about my aunt she seems to understand everything like that. My hard on inadvertently touched her leg. ooh that's hot just rest it up against my back if you're going to lie facing me. So I did but it actually was resting in her bum crack plus a bit of it going up her back. I'm wide awake with every nerve end singing. You're getting very hot or are you always this warm? Always I whisper, mum says I'm hot blooded. Would you be more comfortable with your pjs off? she's naked so I ease them off. "You're becoming a big boy by the feel of that down there" This made me flush with pride. If hand rearing makes it bigger it was getting lots of hand rearing.

 Laying spoon like I ventured to put my hand round her body bearing in mind some happenings at the time before although in my innocents I still assumed she was asleep at that happening. So with one hand down her back and the other over her and lightly resting on her breast and nipple we led there. Then very gently she raised her hips and waist and pulled my hand and arm under her and all in the same time moved my top arm from her breast down to rest on her abundant pubes. Thus my both arms were rapped around like a dogs paws and my hands were on her pubes. Although I moved my fingers on her pussy hair it became so relaxing that my hard  on went down.

 This meant my cock moved to just under the bottom of her bum cheeks. I suspect she thought I was now asleep,I was breathing in a slow steady way like before. Then almost imperceptibly her bum cheeks started moving slowly back and forth against my cock. It felt warm and juicy and of course my controller responded very quickly and very positively. It rose to the occasion and soon had my foreskin rolling back and forth while the helmet throbbed and slid along her cunt groove reaching farther forward as it grew till it was hitting the hood over her clit. When this started happening she started to pant a bit and helped my hands more towards the front of her pussy. I was surprised how far my hand could reach into her groins and slit.

 By now she knew I was awake and made more serious fucking actions. I could feel lots of love juice coming up my cocks tube as it gave me tickling sensation inside it. I also started to finger her clit with both hands and love the feel of her hard clit under the lips as I rubbed them together from the outside. It felt like a small dick under a foreskin.

 She then started to creep her body gently up the bed a little. This made my hard on stand up more so instead of sliding along her slit it was trying to go inside. Then in a very urgent commanding whisper and as she pushed down on me she said "Do the same as me" I would have anyway I couldn't have stopped myself. My cock squelched up in her, right to the top. I could feel loads of juice all over my pubes and lower belly and balls. There was a really sexy squelchy slapping now. She became more urgent,the bed was going,I was now gripping her like a dog would and already squirting my baby juice in her. No may I? it shot out of me like a gun,no softening either I just carried on going,now she was coming hard. How Ross never woke up I shall never know! or did she? but kept stumb. I went on then another orgasm and I jetted more jism in her. I went for a third time when she cum at the same time. By now she'd pulled her knees up and I swear to you we were  lying like an upside down T and up in her insides I could feel like a small hand trying to clasp my cocks helmet over and over. (I didn't know it then,but it was the neck of her womb milking my cock head)

 After we settled back to near normal she said "Now there I've seduced you,did you enjoy it? Don't breath a word of this not even to Ginny" Did I enjoy it? WOW did I! Of course Ginny had said she wanted to seduce me because apart from anything else I was a virgin cock. So no way was I going to tell her. If she wanted a virgin seduction of my cock, then I was going to be just that.

 Quietly next day Ginny said did you see my mums sexy bits last night only you were rather noisy having that wank. Dead pan I answered in the affirmative adding, I think she done it on purpose. Ginny said whatever she showed it must have got you going, for a bit there I thought she was fucking you and added. Good job I had that torch still by me, it makes a wonderful dildo and I had to finish myself with something. I was trying to figure an excuse to get you in my room,but I couldn't think of anything plausible. Few! thank fuck for that.

 More later.

LIFES SEXUAL PERKS 21/2

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 Fact or fiction? you decide.

 Our continued trek home.

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 We"d now caught up with the others and only one other thing of significance happened. Den was rather subdued,and Ginny said to me on the side, "Get up to my place next week,he"s on nights,come by yourself though" Not being a complete dick (Pun intended) I had a pretty good idea what was on the menu but not altogether why! (That can come later) So after much more time gabbing,we, Jackie and I arrived home.

 I told her how I had cum off in my pants while watching her and Den and then like a pair of kids we p

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ulled down our respective underwear to compare the juice marks. My cum was still somewhat wet and I told her it felt horrible in between my legs as we stood out in the cold. I spotted on inspecting her knickers what I knew was male cum. I laughing said "You horny bitch,you made him cum before he could get it in you"

 "No I didn"t,honest" I say, "I know (hugging her) but he must have been cumming when I hollered,thats why he took so long to put his cock away" "He must have shot the rest on the ground. Lets go back up and have a look!" thats Jackie all over. So what did we do? Yes you"ve guessed it,grabbing a flash light,we walk the little way back up to where they were at it, sure enough after a second or to I focus the light on a large glob of spunk with a couple of smaller drops around it. I know we"d had some booze,but next thing Jackie was at it again. She coupied down and dipping her finger in the glob saying "Its all cold" she put the tip of her tongue to her finger, "and ever so salty,perhaps thats because its cold!" "I think not" I said,remembering what Ginny had told me at my seduction.

 I guessed what was coming next! "All those poor little swimmers must be dead now in this cold. I wonder what my baby would have looked like if you"d held off and let him squirt it in me?" I know this is crazy, but I also wondered and felt no animosity,it even gave me the horn again. Right out the blue Jackie grabbed my hardon. "You"re still hard!" No its you going on about his spunk making you pregnant. "Lets do it then,here now,she dragged me into the garage doorway and as she was pulling her skirt up,I pulled my beast out and pulled her knicker leg to one side to let him loose on her pussy. As beasty slipped around in her juicy slit I thumbed her clit while putting a finger inside to try and get the reaction Den got.

 Having no success,Jackie panting gasped "Fuck me,ram it up me for fucks sake quick" I really rammed it hard and as my cock hit home she gasped again,"Give me a baby Den,Den make a baby in me" Fuck,what a turn on. I rammed in and pulled right out of her,"Put it back,put it back in you bastard. I did hoping my beast had picked up any live residue of Dens sperm still on the outside of her quims creases or stuck to her knicker legs. (Mad? perhaps,but it done it for Jackie and me!) I done my best to shove any of his spunk into the neck of her womb,but they would have been seriously outnumbered by my army of sperms.No doubt about that,in fact Jackie said,"Where the fuck did you get all that from,its squelching through my knickers and dribbling down my thighs.It feels about twice as much as you usually give me!

 "Thats what you get when I"ve watched you getting fucked by another bloke,I can"t imagine how much I could give you if it had been two blokes" (Thump,thump on my arm) Ow! "He didn"t fuck me you bastard,it was only nearly" "Yeah but you said you would have" then again,"you thought it was Den not me fucking you,you said,Den give me a baby" "Did I? Oh sorry Rich" No more was mentioned,but in fainess by now,I often told her stories as we made love that included men of our aquaintance including Den and his randy old man amongst others. It really juiced her up when I told it in a rape scenario. It gave me clues to who she"d like to be fucked by as well,as I asked her off and on,who shall we get to rape you tonight? More about them later.

 We were going up to Ginny"s at the weekend as often we did. So having arrived Ginny made us welcome and we chatted away. Apparently Den should have been home by now from his old mans. Probably in the pub Ginny reckoned. I thought about this and concluded he might get a bit horny with Jackie. Who was I to worry? for at the moment I was sat in such a position that my full eyeball mark one had something altogether different to contend with. Jackie had commented on this before,but I had not even been looking for it till now.

 Jackie had observed and asked me if I had noticed Ginny always had her ass towards their open fire with the back of her skirt hiked up warming her cheeks while leaning against the top of the fireplace facial. On hearing her comment I cast my mind back to when I"d had any close dealings with Ginnys ass and remembered she did always have cold ass cheeks even when we slept together as kids in the bombing. Jackie reckoned it was an excuse to show me her cunt because she never had knickers on.

 On highlighting Ginny hated washing clothes,Jackie reckoned I could only have known a little thing like no knickers if I"d seen her naked cunt at other times,because knickers will swill out in a basin. (Oh shit I"d walked into it again) Quick counter required here. "Hark at you! you"ve seen her husbands cock" oops Jackie! "no you"re wrong,I"ve felt it not seen it!" "Yeah right against you cunt" oops again Jackie! "Yeah,alright,shut up about it,you and he made me do it anyway,anyway I dont mind if you want an ogle of your cousins cunt,I dont really,honest. Perhaps you"ll have even more spunk in you when we get back home like last time"

 This talk had been earlier on our own. So,I"m craftily looking at the back of Ginnys legs and ass and because she"s curved a bit like a bow I can see some pubes at the side of her pussy lips that was slightly pouting out below her cheeks. My beast was letting me know by hardening while bent double while my heart beat in my chest like a tattoo. This was all because it was a sneaky viewing. I knew Ginny got turned on by the chance of getting caught and every sinue in me was twanging as I wanted to risk a touch.

 Then Ginny spotted Den through the window and went to go let him in,but leant back again as Jackie said I"ll go I"m nearer,as she disappeared through the interior door I took my opportunity and pressed the edge of my fingers into her slit and quickly slid them up and down in the juice of her pussy. She gave me a sexy pursed lips look and as my fingers passed her hole she pushed on them enough to let me know I"d touched it.

 I quickly eased up in the chair to straighten my cock before it snapped. Ginny grinned at that,just as Jackie and Den appeared back in the lounge. They had been a little long only to open the door, Jackie looked a bit heated,Den commented,took my coat and shoes off. I"d had liked to smell or taste his fingers at that moment. I had swiftly taken my hand out of Ginnys slit as the door swung. It was also obvious Den had, had a few beers,so he was sure to make another move on Jackie.

 It happened quite suddenly. Jackie said I need to get a drink of water,Den said,I"ll have a pee while you"re doing that and in fainess he did do that,but as Jackie reappeared with a cup of water,Den right behind her must have poked his finger in her ass crack in turn Jackie jerked and spilt some of the water on her tit and it dripped down to a thigh. Piss head mis-calculated the moment and rubbed Jackies tit following down to her thigh where his hand went well into her cunt groove. Jackie veered away,glanced at Ginny and in an instant wacked Den a beaut straight round the chops. In that instant of timed distraction I put my finger up Ginnys hole but was left with my finger wet and no pussy on it.

 Ginny had shot out the blocks at Den and with unbelievable accuracy had Den by the bollocks and uttering "Leave her alone you bastard,sorry Jackie he"s always like this when he"s had to much" By this time Dens balls are on their way to the floor with his brains following. Yelping as Ginny hung on,"Rather he than me!" "Go on! Fuck off abed you oath" Bloody hell,women together are awsome, me thinks. There had been an instant of temper shown towards Jackie by Den as Jackie clocked him.But through the fog of alcohol enough brain reminded him he wanted to fuck her,so it dispersed even quicker than it showed...

 I didn"t get up to Ginny while Den was doing those nights but a bit later I got to the bottom of what it was all about. Ginny told me when we were alone Den had put Ross in the club,a quick marriage had been arranged with her bloke (That should be interesting as her bloke was a thick set tall large built man with very dark hair and Den was even fairer than me and rather slightly built) Anyway,Ginny was pissed in a way about this but true to form she reacted in her normal tit for tat daring way.

 She reckoned she was inclined not to give Den much pussy because she said, "everytime he touches his flys near me I"m pregnant" Smart assing at the wrong time really I said,"By the look of it,when ever he touches his flys near any woman they are made pregnant,Jackie isn"t" In almost a serious voice she said "you"ll know if he gets her" she went on "You"re going to make me pregnant again" I am? (Mad women stuff,No pussy for Den,now make me pregnant) "Yeah starting now,do what we did before,he"ll be here in a bit and as he comes along the lane and put his bike in the shed I want you to shoot your spunk up me so he actually sees me smiling as you make me pregnant. Fuck me thats fucking risky! "Innit don"t you just love that" I must admit it did have an appeal. "Yeah but you probably wont click with a one off" "Course not but we"re not talking one off. I"m talking what it takes"

 "I might even fuck his father just for good measure" "If you do let me watch" "You"re a dirty bastard" "So are you" "I know,I bet your Jackie is as well.Is she?" "You know that already,I"ve told you a lot what we get up too like I promised for that seduction you gave me" "Will you tell me when my horny husband gets her?" How do I answer that one? I dont! By this time I"ve got her naked below the waist but her skirt is upwards for a quick cover up when Den have unknowingly seen his wife being fucked by me.

 Even the talk had made us both sticky but I mouthed her pussy some and she let me feel for her "G" spot, fuck I found it she gushed and shook in an orgasm. Coming down from the thrill she said "My bastard husband touches that spongy soft bit,perhaps thats why I get pregnant" "We"ll find out now" pushing her against her kitchen sink, I slipped my beast up to the top of her cunt. As I fucked I noted she had a net on the bottom part of the window which just let her see over,but because I had my legs bent to get under and up her I was hidden from sight as I pounded away at her soaking pussy,

 She started to go into an orgasm gripping onto the sink very tightly and grunting at my every thrust. I was not so quick as usual,I guess because of the fact Den would actually see her looking at him as I cum in his wife. Then I overcame this because this is what I wanted of Jackie with him. I shot my load on thinking of this and glued a baby to her womb I hoped.

 He"s not here yet! "I know that was the starter" Still going hammer and tongs at each other, "He"s coming" a giggle as I say "So am I" "and me" uuuh! oooh! phew! "He"s smiling now,whip it out and get up stairs to the toilet" Fuck,what a buss as I head for their upstairs toilet to wipe my cock some spunk dripped onto their stairs. "Dicky"s up stairs having a leak,want a coffee?" as if nothing had just happened. "I was just doing one for us,he"s just got here" Down I come. "I was passing,just popped in on my way" I said.

 Thats all for now.

late nite fun

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I come over to the bed and say ur name..u don’t wake up.. i can hear u breathing softly..i undress and drop my clothes to the side of ur bed...I get under the covers and noticed ur naked the bed sheet I wonder if u would wake up if started to touch ur cock so i reach out and start to slowly stroke it..as i do i hear u moan but ur still not awake...then i begin to rub ur balls and i bend over and start soflty sucking on the head of ur cock..u moan again and wake up and look down and i look back at me and say "baby...lay back and close your eyes and enjoy this"..u do as I say and I begging taking more of ur cock into my mouth.........as I lick it up and down I rub and squeeze ur balls...u reach down and slide a finger into my pussy ...its dripping wet.. I take more of ur lon
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g hard cock into my mouth..sucking on it harder now........u moan as I suck on my throbbing cock harder.. I finally break and straddle myself on top of ur cock..i guide it inside ..deeper and deeper..until i feel my balls touch my pussy....i slowly begin to fuck u as i kiss ur lips...u grab my ass and guide it up and down on ur throbbing hard thick shaft...i whisper in ur ear " oh fuck me harder baby I want u to cum inside me"...I moan as suck on my neck...i scream with pleasure as u fuck me deeper and harder..i beg u to keep fucking me until u finally explode I lay on top of u as we go back to breathing normaly... I kiss u and we fall asleep holding each other..our wet naked bodies tight to each other...

Bless me Father for I have sinned

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“Bless me Father, for I have sinned…..”

 

 

Awakening.

 

 

The priest had heard the do

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or shut quietly and settled into a comfortable position, ready to hear the usual liturgy of minor transgressions that would be forgiven with his scale of “Hail Mary’s” by way of absolution. Twenty minutes later, and having received an education in the emergence of one of his parishioners from drudge to the exalted woman she now was, he was, for the first time in his life, unable to dispense a suitable punishment and suspected that the occupant of the booth, was not looking for forgiveness. The story he had listened to in silence, had taken him unprepared and, in truth, had found that little private place where he kept his erotic thoughts. Father Patrick, had a hard on, but forgave himself.

 

Mary had had a strict Catholic upbringing. As a child, she had grown up in the tied cottages of Enniskillen, third daughter to her Guinness loving Father and sixth child of her god-fearing mother. They never had much of anything. The money her Da’ earned provided a meagre diet and just about kept a roof over their heads, although it leaked as did the second hand shoes, she and her siblings wore.

 

Mary somehow survived the afflictions that ravaged the population of Ireland and, apart from the inevitable tape worn and head lice, the skinny body grew into adulthood.

 

The transition from child to adolescence wasn’t without trauma. Mary had little in the way of formal education, only attending the Nuns charity classes at irregular intervals. Her knowledge of bodily functions, menstruation or anything at all to do with the mechanics of sex was sketchy, gleaned only from dirty photographs that did the rounds and innuendous conversations that alluded to the function of sex.

 

When her first period happened, she thought that her time was up, that God was punishing her for some misdemeanour. She thought she was going to die. It was a sister that noticed and tried to give her a quick biology lesson. Mary would rather have died than admit to her mother that she had a problem.

 

Approaching her seventeenth birthday, Mary visited her eldest sister in the Mercy Hospital after she had given birth to her third child. Teresa was only a year and a half older than Mary, but had developed a worldly knowledge of things carnal at an early age. She was cursed with good looks and found she liked the attention of the opposite sex. They may have been sisters, but there was a world of difference between them.

 

Mary had not inherited the striking eyes and hair, but looked dowdy, with mousy hair and a non-descript figure. It appealed to Tom, a porter at the hospital. Mary and Tom were married in a few months. All she had succeeded to do was replace her stern and often inebriated father with Tom who was also often inebriated and beat her for the smallest things.

 

The beatings were never too harsh, a few bruises perhaps and once, a broken wrist when she had fallen, trying to protect her unborn child by instinctively putting out her hand and falling on top of it from the recoil of his slap. She fervently believed that God was still punishing her and would come up with any amount of sins to justify the harsh treatment. She must have deserved it, she reasoned, otherwise, why would it happen?

 

By the time Eileen was six, Tom had gone, taken off with a woman from out of town. Last Mary heard, he was heading towards England. Stoically, she found fault with herself and raised the shutters in her mind. Her energies were spent entirely on Eileen and the child’s welfare.

 

They lived in the council flat that was a breading ground for cockroaches and every manner of ailment that a close community can engender. Mary worked part time, filling shelves at the supermarket and earned what few pence more she could, taking in laundry. Eileen was clean, her clothes were always clean and she gained an education of sorts at the local comprehensive. They were only separated once, shortly before Tom left, never to return. Mary suffered an miscarried pregnancy that resulted in the need for her ovaries to be removed. Mary blamed herself for the problem and thought that Tom had every right to leave as he did.

 

They managed to survive reasonably happily. Eileen grew into a striking young lady and then a beautiful teenager who found work and tried to ease the burden on her mother with a few pounds from her small wage.

 

But it all changed one day, it was this that the priest had listened to, hardly daring to breathe while it poured out from this woman he had known since his childhood.

 

Mary didn’t get to go on the supermarket checkouts too often because of her lack of schooling. Although the automatic reader totalled up the balance and electronically told her how much she should take and what change she should give, Mary still struggled to count the right money and often made mistakes. This day however, that was to change her life irrevocably. Mary was sat of once at the express lane for baskets only.

 

She glanced at the customer, noticing only that he was male and his shopping was for one. He was unremarkable she processed his goods through the scanner, packed then into a carrier bag as she went. Took his money and offered the change. She would have instantly gone on to the next customer, but a rich vibrato voice informed her she had made a mistake and the hand that belonged to the voice was trying to return some coins that she had given. Mary began to fluster as she always did in these circumstances and in her panic, couldn’t find the key to open the cash drawer.

 

Eventually, she fought for control of her senses and thanked him for his honesty while shutting the errant drawer. That was it really. Mary sat at the till for the rest of the day. Her unflattering light blue uniform covering her, with her hair savagely pulled back in a tight bun, unremarkable in her self and mostly unnoticeable to any observer.

 

Mary had taken to allowing herself the luxury of a coffee latte on her way home. It was perhaps, the only luxury she did have. Her usual table was empty and her conversation with the serving girl was restricted to her request for the foamy beverage. Mary revelled in her private thoughts and was oblivious of the rest of the world as it went about its business.

 

“Mind if I join you.” There was something familiar about the rich tenor of the voice, but Mary merely nodded her consent and didn’t look up.

 

“Looks like rain again.” He remarked causally, “I don’t know when summer is going to start do you?”

 

Mary looked up at the direct question and shook her head. She had never learned the niceties of conversation and preferred to stay quiet.

 

“Ah! I almost didn’t recognise you. You’re the girl at the checkout aren’t you?” His smile creased his eyes and deepened the azure quality of the blue.

 

Mary blushed furiously, remembering him now and then associating him with her error.

 

“I…I’m sorry for the mistake.” Her tremulous voice was barely audible over the hubbub of the coffee shop and nervously, she wrung her hands in her lap below the level of the table and beyond his sight. Her own eyes remained downcast and she wished that the floor would open up and swallow her whole.

 

Ah! No worries.” He said easily, “We all make them don’t we?” She caught the movement of his hands as he used them to emphasise his words. She flinched, thinking he was about to strike her, he noticed the involuntary spasm. He dropped his hands so they lay flat on the table and consciously kept them there.

 

“I didn’t get you name.”

 

“Mary.”

 

“Well hello Mary, it is a pleasure to meet you.” She looked up sharply to see if he was making fun of her with condescension, but she met a pair of smiling eyes that, although creased with a smile, were not cruel in anyway. Her flush of anxiety was becoming one of something else and she started to fluster again.

 

“Where does Mary come from I wonder?” His question could have been taken in a mocking sense, but his smile told otherwise. “And I wonder what Mary is like away from the Supermarket?”

 

“I’m sure I don’t know.” She answered and then continued, “I have to go now.”

 

“Ah! Now that is a shame so it is. Wouldn’t you stay for another and keep a lone man company?” He indicated her half empty coffee cup as he asked the question.

 

Mary was mortified. Her total experience of men talking to her was her father, usually angry; her husband, also angry and usually drunk; her priest and the doctor, but him, only when she absolutely had to go. The Manager at the supermarket rarely said more than one or two words and that was it for verbal contact with the male of the species. She rushed from the table, colliding with the next in her haste to get away and leaving behind, a carrier bag with that night’s dinner and a bemused man who wondered what on earth had gotten into the woman.

 

That night, as she lay in her bed, covered from head to toe in a flannelette nightgown and blankets pulled up to her chin, Mary dreamed. She dreamed of this stranger and in a completely naïve innocence, dreamt of his holding her in his arms, warm and protective. Sex was not part of her subconscious; it was an event that had happened on a few occasions when Tom stank of Guinness or whiskey. It had resulted in her lovely daughter and the removal of her ability to have children. Sex had never been a joyous explosion of feelings and nerve jangling climaxes. Sex was a sordid and shameful subject, only to be done to create a child. That was why Tom was right to leave. She couldn’t give him children. It was all her fault.

 

“Hail Mary Mother of god…….”. Even in her sleep, Mary was completely subjugate to her religion and fervently believed herself to be the most loathsome woman ever to have disgraced his garden.

 

But, a seed of doubt had been sown. Someone had taken enough interest in her to talk.

 

They saw each other once or twice over the next few days. He bought her a coffee and she returned the compliment the very next time. Their conversation was more than a little stinted. Mary couldn’t find the ways to articulate, unused to describing herself or her life, believing them to be uninteresting. She would rather have sat there, listening to him tell her of his travels around the world as a sailor in the Merchant Navy. Whole vistas of unimaginable scenes flowed around her mind as his narrative enticed and lured her out of her mundane and urban life to the tropics and the Far East.

 

Mary found herself looking critically in her bedroom mirror and realised that she was nothing at all to look at. Her clothing, although clean, was not fashionable in any century she knew of. She threw her blouse, skirt and underwear to the floor in disgust and then, hesitantly, looked critically at her naked body for the first time in her life.

 

Looking back at her was a slightly built woman, obviously approaching her forties, but had not been ruined by constant childbirth. Her hair, always a constant source of annoyance, was still pulled back and tightly wound into her normal bun. Mary pulled the pins and allowed her hair to cascade; pleased with the way it fell to below her shoulder blades and waved in natural curves. The mousy colour had deepened into a chestnut that had a rich lustre about it. She could hardly believe that it was her hair and was amazed at its length and vibrancy of colour. The only time it was unwound was when she washed it. Then, while wet, it appeared to be black and lank.

 

She skipped her face, not wanting to be too critical in her appraisal and looked at her breasts, noticing for the first time in her life, that the left one was slightly smaller than the right, but not too noticeable. Her bra size had remained the same since her wedding, 34 B cup. It was a good size she thought.

 

Her stomach was still quite firm and flat. You had to really look hard to see any stretch marks. She noticed a dark brown mole on her left hip.

 

Mary’s pubic area had a lush growth of hair, darker than her head that formed an almost perfect triangle, with slightly curved sides. She spent little time admiring that part of her body, but travelled to her legs. They were good legs by any one’s reckoning. The skin was flawless and almost transparent in whiteness. Her musculature was clearly visible beneath the taut covering. Only a few hairs grew below her knee. Mary hated her feet. It was one of those irrational hatreds women have of their anatomy. With Mary, it was her feet.

 

All in all though, not a bad package she thought. She turned this way and that, trying to see what her behind looked like and marvelled in the swish of her hair as she turned and twisted.

 

Then Mary asked herself out loud to the reflection looking back at her. Why am I standing here admiring myself? What am I looking at? She didn’t know the answer to either question and in her naivety, she was not aware that she was in preparation for a sexual encounter and was merely checking out the validity of what she was offering.

 

She looked at her legs again, remembering the only time she had worn a short skirt. She had only got to the foot of the stairs when her father screamed at her and tore the clothes from her back, repeating over and over as he beat her. Ye harlot ye, I’ll learn yeah, ye harlot and Jezebel.  It took Mary several years more to find out what a harlot was and who Jezebel was supposed to be. That was one thing she never forgave her father for. The beatings she thought she deserved, but never to be called anything like that.

 

Mary dressed in her usual black or dark brown shapeless dress and cinched it together with a plastic belt effectively hiding any allure she might have had. But, she left her hair down.

 

A few days later, she met him again. Her confidence grew in exponential increments with every encounter. She was still to talk about herself and still did not know his name.

 

“Mary…” He had a way of saying her name that made it sound like the most beautiful word in the language. “Mary, I have sat here and told you al about me and not once have I asked you anything about you. Are you married? Where do you live? Do you have brothers, sisters anything or anything and everything?”

 

“You might have told me so much about you, but you never have told me your name.”

 

“Oh Bejayzus!” He threw his hands up and almost fell over backwards off the stools they were sitting on. Mary smiled at his actions and blushed at his profanity of the Lord’s name.

 

“So I haven’t. It’s Michael, Michael Donnelly and very pleased it is to be meeting witch yeah.” He lapsed into an Irish drogue that sounded peculiar from an Irishman and had Mary laughing fit to bust before she realised the spectacle she was making of herself and quickly brought herself under control.

 

“Ah Mary, Mary, that is a grand smile you be having there, ‘tis a shame to be hiding it.” His eyes danced in merriment and Mary felt her heart lurch.

 

Somehow, they sat there for an hour while she told him of her life to this point. He listened and made no comments while she spoke, just the occasional shake of his head, as if in disbelief. Mary talked and talked until she realised the time.

 

“Oh Mercy!” She wailed through her fingers as they covered her mouth in shock. Eileen will be after killing me or ringing the hospitals. I have to go home. She jumped up, spilling an empty coffee cup as her thigh caught the edge of the table. She grabbed her bags and was on the point of flight.

 

“I’ll drive you.” He said it simply, but in a voice that was not about to take no for an answer.

 

“I..I Couldn’t.”  She protested weakly, but it was already settled as he relieved her of her bags and guided her to the exit and his car waiting in the parking zone.

 

She directed him and observed the casual ease with which he negotiated the evening traffic. She also took the opportunity to appraise his form, features and body.

 

She guessed him to be a few years older than her. His years at sea had ingrained lines into his face, but wasn’t detrimental to the whole aspect. His black hair was swept back off his forehead was in need of cutting and flicked up at the nape of his neck.

 

His open necked sport shirt showed his torso to be quite well built, certainly not He Man, but well proportioned and powerful. His slacks gave nothing away, but were neatly pressed and clean. Mary liked his teeth. They had whiteness to them and uniformity rarely seen. She also liked his mouth; the expressive quirks and full lips did things to her imagination.

Mary noticed her curtains twitch as she and Michael ascended the stone stairs to her front door. He carried the bags and then left her with a cheery wave and a private smile that passed between them.

 

Eileen fairly gushed as her mother shut the door in an obvious reflective state of mind. Demanding to know whom the Hunk, as she put it, was and where did she know him from. Mary fended off the inquisition and prepared dinner in a distracted vortex of mangled thought.

 

She found herself preening, something she had never done before, but there she was, in front of the mirror, preening and primping her hair.

 

They continued to meet at the coffee shop. Daily, easily chatting and talking, getting to know each other until, one particular Friday. This Friday was different because Michael asked her out.

 

“Perhaps we could go to the pictures, dancing or how about a meal?” He asked; Mary accepted with out hesitation, but then the doubts crowded in.

 

What would she wear? How did you go on a date? She began to panic again and left hurriedly to the safe domain of the flat. Eileen proved to be invaluable, calming and then knowledgeable. Secretly, she was thrilled for her mother and pulled out all the stops. Although Mary couldn’t really afford it, they went clothes shopping, a first of many firsts to come. Mary ceded to Eileen’s dress sense and at the end of the wearying excursion, had to admit that her purchases looked fantastic.

 

Just before the appointed time of Michael picking her up; Mary cast an appreciative glance and twirl over her ensemble. She would never in here life, have picked out pastel colours, but had to agree that the subtle shades and fineness of the materials accentuated her figure and highlighted her hair. Another first was the introduction of makeup. Mary had never once worn anything on her face apart from a bruise. Eileen had once again, worked a magic that even Mary had to admit, was perfect.

 

Michael arrived punctually and waited in the living room while Mary touched up and preened with Eileen in attendance. Then, together they entered the living room and faced Him, One young girl presenting her prodigy for inspection, the other a middle-aged woman who was feeling very young and more nervous than she had ever been in her life. This was it, a first step on a path that she could have no idea of its destination.

 

Michael smiled that winning smile that lit his eyes as he turned from the mantelpiece.

 

“OH! I must be in the wrong house, I thought Mary lived here, but I must be wrong.” His teasing pleased Eileen and produced a playful punch from her to his arm.

 

“Mary, you look stunning.” The simplicity of his comment and the sincerity with which it was delivered went straight to her heart. If she wasn’t in love before with this man, she was now and she liked the feeling.  “Shall we go?” He offered his arm and they left to go to the movies.

 

Mary couldn’t remember the film; the actors or the plot, so wrapped in the attentions of Michael was she, that any peripheral stimulation was ignored. The film finished and they filed out into the cool night air. It must have rained, but she didn’t notice. They had a drink in a local bar and then decided to go home to Mary’s flat for a coffee.

 

They climbed the stone steps and Mary fished around in her purse for the keys. Eventually, she found them and began to unlock the door. Michael grasped her lightly, but firmly enough to turn her around to face him. Instinctively, she lifted her eyes to see what he intended and realised that he was going to kiss her.

 

It was a tender brush of lips, the first act of passion she had ever had and a moment that burned into her memory for always.

 

“I have wanted to do that for a long time Mary.” Michael breathed into her ear as he gently held her in his arms. Then he kissed her again, parting his lips, Mary responded and felt his tongue run across her teeth. Her knees very nearly gave way as her heart raced and thumped in her breast.

 

She had to break it off in case she feinted and turned to open the door.

 

“Goodnight Mary. Thank you for the evening.”  He was turning to go, but Mary almost squeaked her plea for him to come in for the promised coffee.

 

She put the kettle on the gas ring and scooted Eileen out who was lurking in the kitchen, eager to hear all that had happened on the night out. Tactfully, she withdrew to her bedroom when she learned that Michael was sitting in the front room.

 

After the coffee, they sat silently side by side on the settee, contemplating what was next. They had shared a first kiss, for Mary, her first real kiss. She didn’t know what came next because sex had only been for the procreation of children or the gratification of her husband.

 

Michael took her hand in his and twisted towards her. He could see the confusion running across her face like print on a page. She looked like a stricken mouse at the mercy of a cat.

 

“Mary, I would love to make love to you, but, knowing what has gone before, would prefer wait if that is what you want. I think you are an absolutely fantastic woman, so beautiful and I am falling in love with you and don’t want to spoil anything between us.”

 

Mary silently rose from the settee and wordlessly dragged him to the door and then up to her bedroom. It looked to be a confident action, but was far from confident. She thought she would stop breathing and couldn’t swallow her heart that felt like a lump in her throat. She couldn’t have spoken, even if she had known what to say.

 

He quietly closed the bedroom door and stood face to face beside the bed and kissed her again, gently on her lips with her face between his hands. He could feel her heart tripping against his chest and the trembling of her nerve wracked body. He took things slowly, kissing and licking her lips while he stroked the small of her back in a soothing massage. Gradually, she settled down and controlled her breathing.

 

His next move raised her heart rate again until it was almost painful. His fingers found the first button of her blouse and pried it through the buttonhole, then, the next down was undone revealing the tops of her heaving breasts.

 

He kissed her throat and neck, all the time massaging her lower back and manipulating the next button down and the next until the blouse fell open. Her new white bra was all that was between his hand and her untouched flesh. Somehow, the massage was keeping her upright; her knees had long since given up the unequal struggle of supporting her.

 

She heard rather than felt the zipper of her new skirt undo and the lined skirt fell in a halo around her ankles. Her semi-nakedness felt right, but she couldn’t help the self-conscious trepidation, would he like what he saw? She needn’t have worried, because Michael’s jaw almost dropped open before he gathered his wits enough to exclaim.

 

“Mary, you are beautiful. My god, but you are beautiful.”

 

He took his shirt off, baring his broad chest and muscular arms; they lay together on the bed.

 

After a short, but unhurried while, they lay, holding each other naked, face-to-face and side-by-side. He kissed her and Mary kissed him back. Her hands explored his skin, traversed his chest and held him close in an embrace of love. She could feel his cock, hardened, pressing against her lower abdomen and knew she wanted him inside her, wanted to feel the strength of his manhood spreading her from the inside. She wanted his seed and wanted his love.

 

His gentle hands felt her breast, slowly circulating her nipple, causing it to pucker and harden under his palm. She caught her breath and cried out a little as she mini-orgasmed. His lips found her nipples and drew the hard nub into his mouth and suckled. She grasped the back of his head and forced his face down in her desperation to feel the intense pleasure his ministrations were causing.

 

His fingers played her skin, tracing curves and following the contours of her body sending shivers across her body in tidal waves of mounting pressure that needed a release. Her own questing hands, found his buttocks and grasped in a strong grip, pulling his body into hers as if they would meld into one flesh.

 

He found her mons and gently pulled her hairs in a teasing circular winding around his fingers. It was almost too much for her; she arched her back and then thrust her hips upward. His kisses followed the trail his fingers had traced until his warm breath wafted over her pubic hair in a susurration of heated breeze.

 

He kissed her mound and flicked his tongue over her rapidly hardening clit. It had never been touched before in anything like an erotic manner. The explosion in her brain was electric and a gasp tore from her throat.

 

They made love in an unhurried way. He made everything he did a special event. His first thrust into her soaked pussy was a slow delivery of his muscle in an exploratory incision to prepare her for the next slow thrust. She felt every vein of his cock as it slid into her tight pussy and the slowness was an excruciating invasion of her inner self. Mary, who had never touched herself, believing it to be a sin and dirty, suddenly found a realm of feelings in her world that she had never before explored.

 

Unashamedly, she came and gushed her lubricant over his cock and hair while he pressed forwards again, burying himself into her. Instinctively, her knees came up and then wrapped around his waist, allowing him an uninterrupted entry to her very deepest parts.

 

In minute increments, he increased his pace, withdrawing almost all of the way and then pushing his powerful muscle into her waiting cunt. Imperceptively, he managed to increase his depth until his balls met the resistance of her upturned anus. He was as deep as his cock would go and he knew his own climax was not very far away.

 

“You are so beautiful,” He breathed into her ear and then, repeated it again and again, in time with his thrusting until, he exploded inside her. His teeth clenched and his hands drawn into tight fists as the spasms rocked him and her inner muscles milked his seed from him in a primeval hunger.

 

Sweat soaked, they lay enjoined and revelled in the act of love they had just shared. Mary clasped him to her breast, feeling the tiny receding shudders of his after shocks and spasms, thinking that she had never felt anything quite as beautiful as this moment; her lover still joined and twitching inside her, his seed seeping from her and trickling over her anus and her own heart pumping into a regulated rhythm.

 

Mary’s world had just expanded and she knew that this was her embarkation on a journey to some end, far in the future.

 

“I love you.” She told him needlessly. “I want to experience it all, explore the whole thing and please you. Help me in this Michael, please?

 

In her room, Eileen had listened to the actions of their lovemaking and rejoiced in her mother’s pleasure. Her own orgasm had come long before theirs and included the application of her best friend, as she called the big black vibrator she kept hidden in a shoe box under the bed.

 

The three slept in contentment, separate in their thoughts but joined in satiation.

 

Chapter two continues Mary’s sexual awakening.


Bless me Father for I have sinned….

Exploration

The change in Mary was remarkable and eminently noticeable. From being the shy diminutive figure, frightened of her own shadow and scared stiff of conflict and confrontation, she had become a confident and assertive woman. She faced the daily challenge of her limited education and overcame her painful lack of social graces. She had a voice and an opinion and was quite prepared to use them.

 

A bi-product of her newly attained persona was interest from the opposite sex. In her job at the Supermarket, she often came into contact with members of the public and, instead of shrinking and wilting before their questioning eyes; she looked up and faced them as an equal. Men, for some reason, find an assertive woman irresistible. Mary had the looks, which helped, but now, instead of hiding in a non-descript uniform, she openly advertised her body. Not in any overt way, but just by standing up and facing people with her chest and chin up.

 

Mary had also changed her hair style, allowing her luxuriant locks to flow and frame her face instead of being savagely pulled back and wound into a tight bun.

 

What had really changed in Mary though, beyond anything else, were her sense of self and an awareness of her sexuality. She exploited the situation mercilessly and was not beyond enticement to gain an advantage. Her Manager stood little chance when she asked for a raise. Somehow, inadvertently, a button or two had popped open just before she entered his office. Although she didn’t have large breasts, the well fitted wonder bra created a cleavage that he could hardly take his eyes from. It was her tits that scored the raise, and what’s more, she knew it.

 

She later told Michael and laughed as she described Mister Bingleys eyes almost popping out of his head as she leaned forward and almost had a popping out of her own.

 

She and Michael were now a very definite couple. Three months had passed during which, he had moved in and brought all of his better quality furniture and his companion Defor. Defor, not an original thought process to come up with Defor dog, was an adolescent Labrador who liked nothing more than resting before embarking on a prolonged rest period, followed by sleep. Mary’s remark that he should have been called cushion had Michael laughing too hard, ending up in a fit of coughing.

 

In the three months, Mary had learned of just about every possible position in which to make love. Given the limitations of their middle-aged bodies, they managed a fair proportion of the Karma-Sutra and even invented their own adaptations of the graphics.

 

Their lovemaking was sometimes frantic, tearing clothing off of bodies in desperation to get naked. Sometimes it was slow and careful, with caresses and tenderness. Other times, it was a more functional method of Mary learning techniques and what it was that got her engine running. They were not quite so choosey about location either. Whenever the fancy took, then the place seemed not to matter too much. Mary’s inhibitions had all evaporated after a few days of Michael’s passion.

 

Mary considered one of their sessions a little kinky though. He had visited her at work to share lunch. They ended up in the stock room with her sitting on a produce shelf while he fucked her into the dexion racking. Afterward, she pulled her briefs back up and had his semen collecting and drying in the gusset for the rest of the day. By the time he got home from work, she was so rampant that he didn’t even get the chance to put his keys on the hook, before she had stripped him and was sucking his juices out through his cock.

 

They had settled into a comfortable, although sexually charged, partnership. Each had no doubt of the others feelings and had no qualms in telling each other, just how much they loved. The whole world could know as far as they were concerned and anyone who knew them was under no uncertainties.

 

They had been watching a mildly erotic television play. The plot was about an older professor who was wrecking his marriage and career over a liaison with a student. Some of the scenes were quite graphic and included a scene of two men and the young student.  It sparked an interest in Mary, but she didn’t say anything until much later, just as Michael was shuddering his orgasm between her legs.

 

“I want to watch a porn film.” She announced. “I want to watch a porn film with sex, in all its forms. I want to experience the pleasure I know you get, from seeing films of sex.” She left the statement hanging in the heated air between them while Michael heaved his body off of her and lay panting from the recent exertion.

 

The air cooled as he laid next to her, thinking about what she had said. For once, he felt an uncertainty and wondered what kind of sleeping leviathan he had awoken. It was an exciting development, but he felt uncertain of her motives. It was a typical male ego trip, thinking pornography to be a singularly male trait. Mary telling him that she wanted to watch actors’ screw each other undermined his masculinity and also made him question whether he was enough for her.

 

Mary felt his trepidation, but allowed him to stew on it for a while as she enjoyed the feeling of his seed as it seeped from her body and pooled between her cheeks.

 

Their sex had been a revelation to Mary. For the first time in her life, she had discovered that it was a pleasurable experience and a wonderful way of expressing love. She gave her heart every time and was rewarded with his gratitude, consideration and love. Mary had found an outlet for pent up frustration, although she had no idea what it was she had missed until Michael turned up. Now, she positively anticipated his homecoming or the next chance they had to couple and mate.

 

There had to be more though. They had tried so many positions with varying amounts of success, but Michael was always the instigator of what they did and how. She loved the feeling of his tongue as it lapped her moistened sex and his sucking her clit into his mouth, drove her mad. But, it was always Michael giving her pleasure and her taking it. In a small way, it was a subjugation caused by her inexperience and naivety. She had had his cock in her mouth, but it was at his guidance and only as a prelude to sex. She wanted to taste him, wanted to feel his cock explode in her mouth. Mary knew that it was only his way of loving her and being gentle with her blossoming sexual repertoire.

 

One way to learn was to observe the professionals and the antics they got up to. Mary knew of pornography, although she had never seen any, but she knew of its existence and decided that it would be her passport to a sexual freedom and emancipation.

 

“Michael.” She began softly. “I love you with all my heart. Surely you must know this? But, I want to be able to do more and in learning, broaden our horizons. Porn films are merely a method of learning through visual stimulation. You have nothing to fear my love I will never do anything to spoil what we have.” She turned into his arms, and soon was sleeping the sleep of the satiated.

 

Several borrowed and rented films later, Mary had watched as many suck and fuck films, as she wanted. On many occasions, they experimented and learned even more about each other’s bodies. She found that she liked the taste of Michael in her mouth, but really got turned on when she sucked him until he was just about to cum, then take him from her mouth and rub him while she knelt facing him and frigged herself, until his seed spurted onto her waiting and willing tongue from as far away as possible without losing it. His reaction as she made a show of swallowing his fluids tipped her over the edge.

 

She also found that anal sex in limited amounts got her so hot that when he did eventually enter her vagina, her orgasm would flow over her in crashing waves and leave her almost bereft of will.

 

They had gone out and chosen a vibrator. A flesh coloured twisting cock that often joined Michael in her body. She especially liked it if he fucked her with it while she sucked his penis, imagining that she had two lovers. Once, they had tried it as a sandwich, the vibrator in her cunt while he fucked her arse. It was okay, but the pressure on the dividing membrane soon made it uncomfortable. She also used it on occasion when he was out at work while she was watching sex films on video.

 

The films fuelled her imagination. Instead of feeling revulsion as a woman sucked another in a lesbian clinch, she wondered what it would be like and felt what was becoming a familiar heat in her belly. She also wondered what it would be like to have two men at the same time one fucking her cunt while the other fucked her face. The idea of being tied and mock forced also intrigued her. Mary almost ached to have these experiences, but couldn’t be sure that Michael would allow it. Somehow, she was going to have to engineer an opportunity to broach the subject.

 

It came one day, from an unexpected angle. They had gone away for the weekend to visit his parents, leaving the flat to Eileen and her boyfriend. The weather was foul as they drove around the motorway and then the car sputtered to a halt with steam pouring out from under the bonnet. The rescue services towed them back to Enniskillen and pronounced the car ready for the scrap heap. Michael was heart broken; he had had the car since college days, but admitted that it probably was beyond its useful life.

 

Silently, they entered the flat and went to the kitchen to make tea. Mary heard Eileen sobbing in the front room her motherly concern was immediately aroused. She left Michael to the kettle and went to find out what was wrong.

 

Eileen was sitting on one of the settees, a pile of tissues around her drawn up legs. It was obvious that something had gone wrong with the boyfriend and he had gone.

 

Mary comforted Eileen, taking her into her arms and rocking the grief stricken girl. She glanced at the silent television and was mildly surprised to see that a porn film was playing on the VCR. She took no notice for a moment and comforted Eileen who was beginning to settle down.

 

Michael brought in three mugs of tea on a tray and set it down on the coffee table. Then he gasped as he spotted the scenes on the video. Mary, who looked to see what he was looking at, noticed his sharp intake of breath. In full view was Eileen with her boyfriend buried into her shaven cunt. It was obvious from the scenes that it had been shot in the room they now occupied. Then the digital Eileen sucked the quite large cock and deep throated him to orgasm.

 

Neither Michael nor Mary said anything or moved. They were stunned into watching the scene as it unfolded before them until Eileen realised their stillness and silence. Then she realised what had so transfixed them and rushed up to switch it off. They had seen enough to have nothing left to imagination.

 

“Um, where did you get the camera?” It was Mary that broke the spell. “Was that Martin on the film?” Keep it natural and calm, she thought to herself. Eileen was going to be embarrassed enough and it didn’t need any histrionics from her to make it worse.

 

Eileen told them how she had borrowed the camera from College. She and Martin had been dating for a few years and had been sexually active since her fifteenth year. At eighteen, she thought they would marry, but tonight’s revelation had destroyed that in a sword like cut. Martin had been selling copies of the film to his mates and had found someone else who was less of a slut to go out with.

 

“Mum, I ain’t a slut; Martin is the only man I have ever had sex with or even wanted, but he has killed that in one swipe. Making this film was his idea, had I known he was going to let his mates see it, I would never have agreed.”

 

She wailed again and collapsed into her mother’s arms while she sobbed.

 

When she had settled sometime later, they talked about her life and how she figured in their life.

 

“We love you baby and you belong here with us. Screw Martin.” The conversation drifted on until Mary said, in innocence.

 

“I wish we had done that with a camera. You looked so hot Baby and seeing you swallow him so deeply, just about tipped me over.”

 

“Really? You liked watching me on film?”

 

“You bet.” Mary felt the familiar heat in her loins and tried to control it.

 

Michael sat silently with his head twisting from side to side as the conversation passed from Mother to daughter. He looked like he was watching tennis and following the ball.

 

“Well, let’s all watch it then. Fuck it, everyone else has seen it, so why not us.” Eileen savagely hit the rewind button and then play.

 

The scenes on the screen showed that Eileen was something of a sexual athlete, getting into almost contortionist bends as Martins cock pounded into her shaved cunt.

 

“You keep it shaved?” Mary asked quietly

 

“Mmm yes, see?”

 

Mary looked at where her daughter had pulled up her skirt to reveal her naked mound. Without a second thought, Mary jumped up from beside her daughter on the settee and knelt on the floor between her slightly parted knees. Placing a hand on either leg, she pried open Eileen’s legs and clamped her mouth over the hairless clit, sucking it into her mouth as Michael did to her.

 

“Oh God.” Eileen gasped and shifted her self forward to allow a better access to her cunt. Mary’s tongue went to work, just as she had seen on the many films she had watched and how she like Michael to do to her. She pried open her daughters lips with two fingers and then pushed them inside, feeling the silken folds envelope her wriggling fingers in a hungry embrace.

 

It didn’t take long before she shot her amber cum straight into Mary’s mouth and then the aftershocks caused her to twitch in lessening spasms. She looked up and saw her Mothers lover, spell bound and transfixed by the scene. Eileen smiled at him as if it were her permission; he started to undress until he was naked with a raging hard on.

 

Mary shucked of her clothes and helped Eileen divest herself of her skirt, blouse and panties. The coffee table was shoved across the room to create space. Then, Mary lay on her back with her knees drawn up and parted. Her heart thumped as adrenalin coursed through her veins. At last, she would experience one of her fantasies, it mattered not one whit, that the other woman was her daughter. In fact, it was better to keep it in the family.

 

Michael knelt beside her and lifted her head, tilting it to one side so that she could get his raging cock in her mouth while Eileen nipped and suckled Mary’s Nipples.

 

A finger slapped wetly against Mary’s clit. Not painfully, but with enough force to make her jump from the sudden violation. In her involuntary jump, her mouth opened and Michael’s cock entered her throat, deeper than he had ever gone before. Then, a full slap hit her in the same place and sounded loudly in a wet resounding splat.

 

“I really like that. Do you?” Eileen was merciless in her slapping, each strike of her hand sending shock waves up to Mary’s neural receptors. Each strike forced Michael deeper into her, making breathing difficult until she regulated the filing of her throat and the desire to breath with the slap of Eileen’s hand. Her cunt was on fire, tingling and burning with desire and anticipation of the next blow.

 

Eileen shifted and planted a kiss on Mary’s fur covered mound. The touch of lips to her blood engorged and supersensitive lips was electric. She arched her back and then, in a reversal of movement, forced her hips upward to meet Eileen’s mouth.

 

Lips found Mary’s raging clit and sucked it into her mouth, flicking an expert tongue over the hardened nub of desire. A massive orgasm crashed through Mary, only to be quickly quelled with several fingers pushed forcefully into her vagina.  The fingers worked her, quickly finding her g spot and causing her to gasp around the base of Michael’s cock. She couldn’t keep him as deep and pulled her head back. He sensed her need for relief and gently laid her head to the carpeted floor.

 

Kneeling between her opened thighs, he pressed his cock head against her anal entrance while Eileen kissed her mothers mouth, forcing her tongue between the opened lips. He pressed forward and passed her sphincter and began to fuck her arse in a rocking motion. Eileen smacked her mother’s clit once more, which forced her hips up and Michael to delve deep into her tight passage. Their combined attentions had her cumming in waves of passion that seemed endless. She could take no more and began to collapse.

 

Michael withdrew from her and would have been content to wank his orgasm and spill his seed over her tits, but Eileen had other ideas. Her engaging mouth closed around his soiled head and then, dived onto his cock, burying him to the hilt in her warm mouth. He could not control his reaction and shot his load to the back of Eileen’s throat. She swallowed and smiled at him.

 

They slept together, wrapped in a tangle of arms and legs, replete in their excesses and united in shared love.

 

It was the first night of several over the next few months. They videoed one or two of their exploits for viewing when just relaxing.

 

Chapter Three will complete Mary’s emancipation.


Bless me Father for I have sinned….

Fulfilment. The end of a journey.

 

In the months since Michael had moved in, Defor had grown from an adolescent puppy into a fully-grown tub of lard. His liking for doing nothing at all and then sleeping like he had run a marathon after, was taking a toll on his weight. Labrador’s are not noted for there boundless energy, being more like a mobile fur rug most of the time, but Defor was a prize couch potato.

 

The weight gain was beginning to cause some concern. Breathing for the dog had become laboured where fat restricted the ability to expand his chest properly and so, put pressure on his lungs.

 

The Vet was adamant that Defor had to go on a diet, but not only that, an exercise regime to get some of the excess fat off of his frame and perhaps, prolong his life.

 

It fell to Mary to take the pooch out in the evenings. His food changed from the usual tinned processed fatty mush, to dry protein and fibre mix, tripe and cereal foodstuffs. At first, he turned his nose away and refused to eat the stuff, but when hunger eventually over rode his distaste, he managed to woof it down and even tried to boost some more. Mary’s resolve didn’t waver one bit. She measured out the correct amount and not an ounce more.

 

At first, their walks just took in the local park, just a gentle stroll around the grassed area. It took less than twenty minutes, but as his weight dropped, so his energy levels increased and they went further, wondering over into the wooded section at the back of the park.

 

Defor must have privately liked his owners girlfriend, even though she was half starving him and dragging him around this insane track. He must have liked her because he nearly chewed a would be attacker to death one day.

 

The scruffily dressed guy jumped out of the bushes and grabbed Mary. She screamed and started to struggle and flail at him. Defor, who was quite some distance off, heard the commotion and came running to investigate. The scene that he saw as he rounded a tree was of his mistress struggling with a stranger who was trying his best to rip her fur off. She was alpha female as far as he was concerned and, in a primeval regression towards instinct and the pack creed, he attacked the stranger.

 

Clothing and the guy’s blood flew before he ran away screaming blue murder. He would be nursing several deep cuts to his arms and legs. At least one was serious enough to need medical attention.

 

Mary hugged Defor in relief and thankfulness for his timely intervention. She sat on the damp grass, holding the dog, crying while her adrenalin leached away and the shivers stopped. In those moments together, alone in the park, Defor and Mary formed a bond that, up to now had only been a casual acceptance of each other.

 

Gradually, Mary calmed down and gathered her wits together, giving Defor a final hug, before returning to their home. Mary told Michael what had happened and how Defor had come to her rescue. The police found nothing and it lapsed into history, but the bond between Mary and the dog deepened until one crucial day. Mary was recovering from a bout of flu, which had kept her at home for a week; she had overcome the worst effects a few days earlier.

 

Feeling much better and very horny, Mary was reviewing some of the old videos they had made of sessions with Michael, Eileen and herself. She hadn’t looked at them for some time and was really getting into the scenes running before her on the screen.

 

Almost absent mindedly, she had pulled her panties to one side and had a finger rubbing her clit. She was hot and extremely wet, but an orgasm was some way off. Her mind was completely intent on the erotic scenes. She didn’t notice that Defor had come into the room and was watching her with his head cocked to one side.

 

The video came to an end with a scene, where Michael pulled out of her pussy having shot a load inside her. It was a close up of his semen, leaking out between her swollen lips, to run over her hooded clit and drip, drop by drop into Eileen’s mouth and then into her throat. Mary believed it to be one of the hottest closing scenes they had ever made. It was enough to tip her over the edge and, in a determined effort, she manipulated her clit with one hand, tweaking the throbbing bud, while pushing three fingers of her other hand into her soaked pussy. Her orgasm was building fast and breath became a ragged gasp in an effort to increase the oxygen in her blood stream. Suddenly, a cold nose had joined her fingers and then, a hot tongue lashed across her lips and clit in a long single swipe.

 

Shock registered in Mary’s already enhanced and heightened senses. Her immediate reaction was to clamp her legs shut and jump backwards into the settee. Defor remained exactly where he stood, wagging his tail and licking his muzzle. His dark eyebrows where raised in a comically quizzical expression as if he was thinking, damn! That tasted good, what was it?

 

His expression had Mary laughing when she realised what had joined her fingers. She grasped his ears in a playful wrestle and told him he was a naughty dog. Defor’s eyebrows only raised slightly more, further exasperating Mary. In fits of giggles, she collapsed in a heap on the floor while Defor stood over her perplexed by her actions.

 

He did what any subservient dog would do and licked Mary’s cheek. She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him in a tight embrace. He licked her again and then licked her open mouth, his tongue passing between her lips and teeth in an act of complete trust and devotion.

 

Mary however, was instantly galvanised into a bout of elevated sexual tension and eroticism. She imagined what it would look like, her on her back with her clothing in disarray and a dogs tongue stuck down her throat. She gently sucked his broad tongue and returned the gesture, running her tongue over his canine teeth and flicking the side of his tongue. His breath smelled sweet and was hot. Breathless, she had to stop, needing cool air for a moment to revive a little and pulled away from his mouth.

 

“Did you like the taste of Mary, Defor?” His ears perked up at the sound of his name and he wagged his tail a little.

 

“Want to have another go?” Mary had overcome the initial shock and in the millisecond it takes to recognise and assess a situation, Mary had decided that she enjoyed the memory of Defor’s tongue on her exposed cunt and very much wanted it there again for an extended period.

 

She raised her hips and pulled her skirt up over her stomach, revealing her panty covered, but otherwise shaved mons. Her fingers pulled the wet, delicate fabric to one side so that the thin gusset rested in the fold of her inner thigh and pussy lip. She patted her soaking lips, encouraging the dog to approach and use his tongue again. Defor didn’t respond at first, just stood over her, wagging his tail. Then, as if teasing her, he lowered his nose slowly and sniffed her excretions before flicking out his tongue in an experimental taste.

 

Mary’s legs flew apart as if thrown by an unseen assailant. Her lips parted, exposing her sex to the dogs questing tongue. Defor stepped over her out stretched leg so that he was between her raised knees. The change of position allowed him access to her sweet smelling inner self and the centre of her pheromone producing attraction. He crouched a little and rewarded her with a long, languid rasp of his tongue that started at her anus and finished past her exposed clit.

 

The effect was surprising to both of them. To Mary, it was like a bolt of electricity, which caused her to scream suddenly. Defor jumped back in a fluid motion, skittish from her outburst and frightened he was about to be hit.

 

“Again my lover.” She demanded. Mary patted her sex again and resolved to control her reactions. It took a few minutes before the dog plucked up the courage to return to her. His olfactory senses picking up her pheromone charged scent and overcoming his reluctance. He licked her again, this time Mary managed to only gasp as his magic worked almost instantaneously.

 

Defor settled into a comfortable crouch and applied his tongue and nose, enjoying the heat and taste of his mistress. Mary was by now, thrashing her head from side to side with her hands drawn into fists that pounded the floor while orgasm, after mounting orgasm, rippled through her nervous system and adding to her impending, crashing ejaculation.

 

Her cum hit Defor squarely in his nose, making him sneeze. It gave Mary a brief respite and time to collect her scrambled wits. She sat, leaning back on straight arms, her palms flat on the carpeted floor. The woman and the dog regarded each other in a long stare, neither able to read the others thoughts, but both sharing an excitement, neither had experienced before. It was a moment in which so much is promised; information passes between the partners and a moment when, an unspoken understanding is forged. It was a frozen tableau in time, of complete unification and realisation of each other’s intent.

 

“Oh Defor, that was fantastic.” Mary’s words were unintelligible to the dog, but he picked up the cadence of her voice and knew he had pleased her. Being a dog, he thought to please her some more, but Mary pushed him away, waiting to get her self under control and her heart to return to a more normal level. She petted him and stroked the shivering dog.

 

“What’s the matter?” She asked him, noticing his state of excitement. She ran her hands over his shoulders in a soothing massage without much effect. Then the notion to give him some of what he had her struck Mary. Carefully, so that she didn’t spook him, her hands travelled towards his cock in circular rubbing motions. He seemed to enjoy the sensation and even accepted her light grasp of his sheathed penis when she eventually reached it.

 

Mary gently stroked his cock through the sheath and was rewarded with the sight of his tip poking out, soon to be followed by the whole purple veined organ. His size came as a bit of a surprise to Mary. She had never really looked at him before. Something like eight inches was now protruding from the furry sheath, much thicker than Michael and finishing in a chisel shaped point.

 

Mary spat saliva onto her fingers and slowly stroked his throbbing tool. In a short space of time, Defor was bucking his hips as if fucking a bitch. Precum seeped from the sharp tip and lubricated Mary’s fingers, helping him to slide easily through her encircling fingers.

 

The urge to taste him crashed into her mind in an explosion of possibilities and ideas. With little forethought, She sucked his tip between her lips and then as much of him as she could into her mouth. Defor thrust suddenly from the warmth of her mouth and nearly choked her as the pointed end forced its way into her throat. She controlled his wild stabs by grasping him in her hand and preventing him from going too deep.

 

His higher temperature felt like it was burning her tongue and then a stream of precum almost scalded her tender taste buds. This was going to take some practice she reasoned and took him out of her mouth.

 

Her mind worked frantically, visualising possibilities and scenarios. They all led to one final conclusion and Mary thought to herself, Why not?

 

She turned over and crouched with her elbows on the floor while kneeling in the classic doggie position. It seemed that Defor didn’t know quite what to do with this new situation until she patted her cheeks and called to him, encouraging him to mount her.

 

He eventually got the gist of her motions and jumped on her back. His raging cock quested for an opening and his thrust made him miss her cunt by some margin, passing between the cleft of her arse. It took Mary a few attempts to grasp him and then guide his cock to its intended target.

 

There was nothing gentle about his entry into her body. His forepaws grasped her waist and he buried his cock into her in a single thrust, banging against her cervix and forcing the neck of her womb open. Her juices helped his forced entry, but could hardly prepare her for the depth of his thrust. She gasped and almost fell forward from the force and sudden pain. They had passed the point of no return though and Defor began the mating dance with his bitch.

 

He fucked her in a rapid blur of movement, each pelvic thrust merging with the next in a continuous assault of her body and in an effort to impregnate her. His cock expanded inside her, making contact and friction with the walls of her cunt until she felt a new sensation in the amalgam of sensory overload. His knot had grown and was banging against her lips, forcing its way into her body. Defor gave a huge shove while grasping her even tighter in his embrace.

 

Their combined lubricants eased his passage into her and his already engorged knot found its target, passing her outer muscles and becoming embedded inside.  Defor’s stroke became less frantic and shorter in length while his knot grew and expanded, locking them together.

 

Mary was now past the point of caring, her shattering orgasms had wracked her body into accepting him with ease. She had cum, splashing her amber nectar on the floor and over the dog’s genitals, soaking both. She was ready to be mated and was getting desperate to feel him spray her with his seed.

 

Defor’s feet left the floor as they finalised the act of locking and tying with her. They scrabbled for purchase until, in a white-hot stream of dog cum; he shot his load deep inside her, filling her womb with puppy making seed.

 

She felt every blast as it hit the walls of her insides. At last, she had what her body craved and the realisation blew her away.

 

They were still locked arse to arse and tied when Michael came home from work. Mary was kneeling on the floor, her head hanging, hair limp and dank from sweat, covering her face and a look of triumph in her eyes.

 

“Fucking hell Mary, that looks so fucking sexy.” Was all that Michael said. He sat and watched as the dogs cum, leaked from her around his knot. Eventually, they separated and Mary collapsed into a boneless heap.

 

She took a day or two to get over the soreness, but when she did, Michael fucked her all over the flat until she cried for clemency. Punished enough, he suggested that she do it again with Defor, but this time with him watching through a viewfinder on the camcorder.

 

It was a few days later, after her second session with Defor that Mary entered the confessional.

 

“Bless me Father for I have sinned.” She said aloud and told the priest of her adventure and emancipation, thinking as she told her tale, and I fucking loved every minute and cannot wait to see what happens next.

 

She left the dusty confessional booth, not waiting to her what penitence should be. She left the dark, former seat of her previous controlling influence to the Priest and to the echoes of her story, triumphant in her extraordinary transition to the woman she had become.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

LIFES SEXUAL PERKS 8

itsonlyfun on Other Stories

 Fact or fiction? you decide.

 Adult hormones, hooray. 

 Moving forward in various directions my teen hormones were opening my imagination in so many directions at this time that life was an absolute ball. With my aunt pandering to my dirty mind she played her own sexy attributes like a superstar. Always being one for fine underwear, she made sure I got my share of 'up skirt' views, even to the point of getting her skirt caught in the shop steps so that it rose up to her belly then commenting "oops you shouldn't be looking up there" thus drawing my attention to what had happened in case I'd missed it. Not a hope of that happening! By now I'd concluded she had a filthy mind on t

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he same plain that my own was developing. No wonder someone 'knocked her up' when she was married,after all, there was a war on! How different two sisters can be... My mother,Aunts sister was so prude including wearing bloomers,while aunt was up for anything. But those bloomers made me exceedingly curious "What lay under them" I wondered and I will find out,no matter how.

 Which brings me back to where I was earlier.

 Had I missed the rest of this customers smutty tale? apparently not, she had been in a couple of time but the shop was full. The last time I'd appeared, just as she was going commenting, "I haven't forgot, I'll catch you later" to my aunt. I was at this time getting more bold with my aunt because of our happenings I suppose. So I said when the shop emptied "I hope I don't miss the end of her tale" Aunt replied, "Don't worry if you do,I've been telling Ginny the dirty details, much better than those books she has her head in all the time" Yeah, I interspersed, but me? She went on, "I'll make sure you're there when I tell her the rest if you miss out" WOW! she's treating me even more adult. I'll definately tell her those happening me and Ben watched, that's sure to make her knickers wet!

 Meanwhile I'd spotted that a public swimming pool was just down the bottom of the hill and being a very keen swimmer, this was like manna from heaven for me. Ben wasn't into swimming so I had to go it alone. Not a problem! nearly every night I was down the baths for awhile. It was at one of these sessions one girl in particular came to my attention. Course in those days only one piece swimming costumes existed for women and they had to wear a rubber cap over their hair. These costumes were invariably made of a smooth black material. This young woman about my age (As it transpired she was a bit younger than me) had two mates in tow, a pair of twins as it happened. One of these was very cheeky. No not that type of cheeky! (Lippy but funny) Off and on I'd seen them in our shop, but never spoken or anything. If they were in when I appeared they scurried out PDQ. The age thing.

 So I'd observed that in the swimming mode they came out the changing booth dived or jumped straight in the pool over conscious of their developing sexual charms no doubt. The one that drew my attention was very developed, about a thirty six inch bust and an hourglass bust,waist,hips. No puppy fat but substantial. In crude farmer terms. A good breeder! When in the water they didn't swim just horsed around and as I thought, girl giggled. But, (I was to find out many years later what really was going on) But right now a perk appeared quite unexpectedly, all three were jumping up and down going right under and shooting up, then as the big booby one came up one of her tits popped out with a lovely firm nipple un-be-knowing she came up a couple more times before the twins managed to get her attention and she rather red facedly put it back in. I wasn't the only one to notice though. When they went back in the changing booth to leave, I noted the male pool attendant managed to poke his head into their booth (Nice work if you can get it) at about a well timed nakedness I wouldn't be surprised. Course only female attendants would cover the women's booths but sometimes there were overlaps for whatever reasons. These booths were pool side by the way. women one side and men on the other. As a keen observer of people it also didn't miss my eye that women and men tended to get out in greater numbers when the opposite sexed attendants were covering their area. Me included, well I'd always been brought up to share everthing.

 One particular female attendant (I bet she was fifty) always seemed to pick on my booth to have a peak so I got to getting a half hardon hoping in anticipation and quite often she lingueringly peeped commenting usually "Don't be to long mind,customers are waiting" Having spent time swimming and being watched by big boobies and her twin escorts, surprisingly the young side tended to come out in me with my peers unlike when in the company of familiar mature adults. (Funny that?) Being observed by them I changed from swimming up and down the baths to swimming breadths across a good move as it happened. Going to and fro I gradually was moving more in line to where they were sat on the side of the pool, the twins dangling their feet in the water, but sat in between them the booby one had her feet on the side rail. This rails level ment her knees were up level with her chest and about a foot apart. Breast stroking towards them, as I got nearer I realised her costume was tightly into her pussy crack, not only that, she had a serious amount of pussy hairs outside at her leg holes. Fuck me! that was the first time I'd ever got a hardon in what amounted to cold water. I don't know what my mother thought of the state of my sheets either after these happenings. No tissues then.

 While enjoying what I was seeing and because they were near the deep end I had to be careful of the blokes diving off the least high board that happened to be on the girls side of the pool, also at this time a lot of blokes had suddenly become more interested in diving than swimming and all swam to the steps nearest where the three sat. One in particular, a bold headed bloke about 45 made no bones about it swimming straight up near to them and leering staight at them. When he done this a couple of times I noticed the twins put there legs up as well. Then oddly the cheeky one got in the water, mucked about a bit and climbed back up to her perch. I'd been resting on the other side but the bold bloke continued to dive and leer then he stopped in front of them for a bit each time. I thought perhaps he knew them because they giggled and nudged each other. Being curious by this time I went back to swimming then as I approached I saw what had got his greater attention. Cheeky twin had her costume to one side and her pussy was completely exposed without a pubic hair in sight. Intentional? at this time I had no idea, but for me it was greatly appreciated intentional or not and I'm sure the bold bloke appreciated his ogle as well. Needless to say we all got out just after the girls did.

 From then on these three used to sit on boobies house front doorstep and they whistled when I went by. Being fair,I blushed always and this led to much giggling. (Strength in numbers eh!) they were flirting and I din't even realise I was so nieve. It dawned on me that my sexual hormones was playing tricks. On the one hand I had now become my aunty's and Ginny's plaything (A toyboy in today's parlance) and I loved it. While remaining the shy selfconsious youth that most teenagers were amongst their peers. I also loved that.

 I'd gone over grandad's at the weekend fully intending to give Ginny the feed back of any happenings as I'd promised in exchange for her seducing me. But as it happened, the plan changed dramatically. Aunt was there and it was her suggestion I come this weekend. We were sat together as usual and my aunt got me to get nearer like a conspiracy group. Then the news... Ginny indeed was pregnant and they were both well chuffed, probably for different reasons though. Anyway I'm fearfully riveted for what's coming next, did Ginny tell her I'd stuck my cock up her and shot spunk into her? or that grandad done the same? Not a bit, she knew no doubt. She'd even given advise to Ginny on how to play it when sex starved. No, this was far more dramatic, out it came staggering me at my young age. She said, Ginny knows from her first pregnancy that we follow what our family has always done. Except your mother and she had a real bad birth having you. Ginny knows she must keep the unborn baby well fed.

 Fuck me these nutty women, they've lost me again with this talk. I knew the cord done that and said so. No not that sort of feeding boy. The feeding a woman needs to have an easier birth. "WHAT" I say completely bemused. "Just listen" says aunt. Ginny will be three parts gone by the time Den comes on leave again, so in the meantime I've told her to let you feed her as much cock as she desires to keep her passage open and supple. I've also told her to leave some for me. Don't panic,I know you got her and I told her I got you first, none of that matters we've done a share and share alike on your grandad since gran had her stroke. Stops him going anywhere else and its like a bit of a bonus to us.

 With you its all free and we both hope you can give us any stories as you develop your lust and love life. Fucking hell, where is this heaven? The next thing Ross will get horny if she's anything like her mother and sister. I shall finish up as thin as a Tom Cat on the razzle. What a weekend, I drifted off down the back to see grandad, wondering when I'm going into action, low and behold  I hear someone in the outside loo having a whizz, next thing the door swings open displaying Ross with her panties round her ankles one hand holding her dress up to her chest and a completely hairless pussy,belly and hips right before my eyes. I stare speechless and note the outer lips of her pussy are quiet puffy and mature. "Get me a new loo roll please" bold as you like (No pun intended) I still stood looking, "Now please,I need to dap myself dry. I'll stay like this if you're quick" I was and she did. Cellar here I come, sorry baby juice, its the wall for you. Having shot in no time at all I realised Ross had followed and been watching me wank. She had a grin like a cheshire cat. Fuck! I was beaming like a red seachlight 

 Next part:  I get the customers story and see something that surprised me years later, plus some other tid-bits. 

Angel & Karen's Night Out 2 Friday

Stories4me on Other Stories

Angel and Karen’s night out 2 Friday I started cleaning on the living room picking up the mess. Newspapers scattered about. Learning how to walk again in 3 in. pumps. I scooted around in them picking up. I had two loads of laundry in front of the washer I had to bend down streach squatt sometimes my snap at the crotch would come undone I would often go the bathroom to snap myself. Picking up random clothing. The girls giggled watching me pick up their mess, offering me lipstick putting it on themselves and making fun of me dressed like a girl. With there bags backed they walked several blocks away for the weekend to Marsha’s friends house. Angel came in around 5:00pm walking to me in the kitchen. She smiled looking at me. “Hey you look cute.” Pinching my butt and
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rubbing my ass like a cheap whore. “Where are the kids?” I told her they went to spend the Weekend with Marsha’s friends. “ Your makeup looks good.” Karen Yelled from her room wanting Angel. She slipped out of her Black bow pumps, would you put those up for me and went to talk to Karen. “Hey I stammer we need to talk” Well talk you just do what I said. I’ll be back. I was humiliated by those words, turned red. I heard them laughing, at my expense and overheard Karen say shut the door. I told you he would. I put her shoes up and scampered back from Angel’s room. Trying to walk silent clicking my heels softly in the kitchen next to the door. I was feeling like a slut with my shorts showing my pantyhose line where the shorts meet the seam I bent my knees together, and moved my thighs back in forth like a bitch in heat! Trying to hear them. I stood away from the door after it got to quiet sorting laundry when she came out. We went to her room and rolled a dobby up. “Cliff is coming over tonight, but wanted you to get some things straight. You can be with me meaning you can lick me you know give me face, and sometimes watch us. . Tim you really can’t satisfy me umm, like Cliff can, and you don’t have the biggest dick in the world either. “You slept with him then”? I thought all of a sudden. Yes I did! Were not really together, Plus I see how excited you get when I go out with Karen DRESSED UP. Actually 5in. doesn’t fill me like a man can we both know this. So Desera! I understand now why you like dressing up. You have more girlie features. Chuckling passing it too me coughing Angel looked at me with a glee of satisfaction. I’ll still fuck you like a bitch if you want. Maybe you could even give Cliff head. What did you get caught dressed in that pointing her finger at my tight outfit with a smirk? “No I stammered the burgundy dress the girls only saw me in your bra under my white t-shirt. I had on sweats and Karen’s nylons on my feet that they seen. She continued to fill me in on my new relationship with her and was somewhat surprised that I was going along with it. When Cliff is over you will have to sleep on the couch. “Oh bye the way” spreading her sexy legs before me and pushing her g-string aside getting a good look at her Bushy red pussy. “Cliff dropped you a surprise.” I was so excited knowing Cliff’s dick was in her hours ago, and was going to see how much he stretched her out. I brought my head between her hot nylon’s thighs kissing and licking her wet lips with out hesitation. I smelled her and it was different my tongue licked inside her tasty wet pussy. I could tell another guy had been in her stretched pussy, Angel held my head with her hands guiding my face on her lips. Spreading her curvy legs on my shoulders and moaned. Closing her eyes wetting my mouth. I unbutton my shorts, and reached for my little cock that was buried somewhere in my pantyhose stroking it in heat. She held my face straight on to her clit. My mouth was drenched in her wet orgasm, and the night’s previous sex. I came quickly in my hose again. She let off my face I stood back away from between her legs with a glazed face. I looked back standing humiliated but excited like haven’t been before. Seeing the effects of Angel’s wet pussy hole. Knowing I couldn’t fill Angel anymore like Cliff’s could having a Bigger cock in her satisfying her, and getting her all soaked and loose. “How big is he with astonishment I asked”. She rolled down her thigh highs. “Eight inches and pretty thick,” with a satisfied smile I looked astonished humiliated knowing I was going to be there sex toy from now on, and in a few hours I would be cleaning up Angela’s Hairy pussy, and Cliff’s 8 inch dick. “You need to continue cleaning so you don’t make Karen mad. Cliff is coming over to discuss some arrangement so straighten up slut, and go put on what you got caught in.” With a chuckle she then motioned me off like some servant. Wake me up latter. I grabbed the Burgundy dress, and headed off to the bathroom beside Karen’s room. When I got there Karen was in her black bra, and sliding her pantyhose up her legs from the edge of her bed. “Go to the store I have some money in a purse.” She ordered me rudely I thought. I got undressed to shower and shave for tonight. She came in the bathroom laughing at my small dick, now in a gray jean mini skirt, and her 4-½ inch black heels. “ You like watching me use the restroom don’t you? Just like you would see Angel have sex with guys. Primping her brown curly hair. “Put your head on the toilet seat you sick cuckold pervert your going to get a great view of me using the restroom” She didn’t bother shutting the door. She lifted her skirt showing her ass in those pantyhose I got on my butt putting my head back on the seat. She slide them down to her knees backed up, lifting a leg over my head. Holding her self on the toilet with her hands against my face. I smelled the remands stank hard odor. She spewed out some nasty salty tasting urine. She squirmed around on my mouth to position her clit right in my mouth. Sliding her hand between her thighs spreading her nasty twat open. She continued use me like a toilet. I swallowed most of it a little ran off my chin to my chest. Rubbing her pussy back in forth finishing in my mouth using my tongue to clean her up with wet hairs trying to roll them out. “ There we go” with her annoying laugh using my tongue to wipe her bung net pussy letting go of my nose. After she was satisfied with sucking her almost dry. She sat up taking a step rolling her tan nylons around her waist again pulled her denim skirt down. “Now you’re a pee cuckold grinning. The money will be on the table.” I couldn’t believe that Karen just did that. I got in the shower humiliated almost to tears both Karen and Angel were treating my like shit for the amusement. I wanted to leave put couldn’t I was excited about dressing, and being Angel’s cuckold for Cliff. I washed shaved really good cleaned up nice. Putting on the burgundy mini dress and rolled Karen’s tan pantyhose from the toilet. Karen’s heels clicked coming in and out getting ready for a night out again, and helped me get ready for a night of being a cuckold. I finished my lips with a dark red lipstick I walked into the kitchen were Karen was sitting cross-legged talking on the phone laughing and caring on with her irritating laugh, she wiggled the keys and pointed to long string purse. The money and list of things to get from the store were inside. I went to the store looking like a slut with lots of makeup, and since my hair was long it made my bangs curled sexy and so 80’s. This got me excited feeling like a slut the thought of walking around a big place like Sam’s Lot in heels. I finally got to Sam’s lot I would have plenty of practice in this huge place walking in pumps. I walked inside with the list of thinks I was supposed to get. I saw that Karen wanted me to get some Always Maxi pads, or Sam’ Brand and some sheer pantyhose, and a cucumber. The rest of the items were basic groceries. I walked in those heels getting use to them. Walking sexy getting looks from people. My pumps clicked though ever isle. You could never tell that I had a little stiff. I was so turned on with all the Super Absorbents tampons I grabbed a 38 pack of Sam’s generic Maxi pad. I gathered the other items. When I was checking out I felt embarrassed checking out Maxi-pads, pantyhose and this long cucumber that the cashier laughed holding her hands to her face when I headed out. I was becoming Angela’s sissy quickly. I was on my way back to the car getting a few stares, and whistles. I was on my way back to the house when I saw a strange car in the driveway, and Karen was gone already. It must have been Cliff. Continued: Angel n Karen’s night Out! Friday night I walked into the house with two bagges, not seeing anyone yet. Walking quite into the kitchen to put the bags on the floor. When I came back for the rest of the groceries. I heard the shower down the hall. My eyes widen hearing brief movements, my heels were killing from walking all day, but I was a trooper and finished getting the sacks in, and would talk to them when I came back in. I went in and shut the door queit. Stepping around to the hall Hearing them behind the door the sounds of water running echoed in there. My mouth opened in AW! I opened the door to a steamy event literally. I gazed upon Angel transparent behind the sliding door squatting giving an eager head job. I guess Angela didn’t hear me come in at first Cliff held her head while pumping her tooth-less mouth slowly around her lips. Soft moans came from her lips as the water splashed her back. “Not the Hair! She cried I stood there watching my girlfriend suck dick. Slurping around it jacking it off in her mouth. She would never suck me off. Cliff must of felt the cold air enter the hot bathroom he looked at me tapped Angel’s wet head. Pop! GET OUT we will be with you in a minute! Breathing hard. I closed the door, and heard Cliff chuckling, hearing Angela getting mad. I went to the kitchen to put up the groceries. I was so hard and jealous at the same time spewing though me but couldn’t help the exciment I was witnessing. I kicked off my pumps then dealt with the groceries. The water was turned off next I could hear loud Body slaps and Angel’s moans loud enough for me to hear in the whole house! I touched up my lipstick, and makeup while Angel made sure I heard how much she was getting satisfied. They both came out with towels around her their bodies. Still hair wet Cliff came in behind her. He had dark hair young like Angel liked them around 28 and 210 pounds 6’1. His grin was wicked and his white smooth body curvy with his hands on her. She grinned chuckling with this young stud. “This is Cliff” they smiled at each other and gave me a wicked grin, “so that’s Desira Yea that’s my little cuckold she’s pretty huh? Yea! Pretty ugly she looks like slut all right and would look good sucking my dick. Yea I’ll let her suck my dick or something” commenting letting go of Angel so she could come with me in the bathroom. She shut the door to get a little privacy. “ I heard you were on your period? I’ am sorry to hear that because I wanted a bitch tonight maybe tomorrow” I stammered not knowing what she was talking about. “Iam not on my period!” “Yea you are Karen told me you were. With a fake puzzle look on her face, “ you got some Maxi pads while you were out didn’t you?” Saying it with a grin. Holding her towel around her while bending down gaping the package and getting a pad out. She opened up the white package, and folding out the long white absorbent. “Help me here! Lift up you mini. I turned around looking in the mirror lifting my dress up. “ Your pantyhose to your knees and spread C’mon I don’t have all night. She started rubbing my ass thought my hose poking a finger up in me. I quickly squirmed them to my knees. Shaking. “Cliff has something you can smoke.” Giggling to her self-trying not to laugh to hard. I heard Angel whisked the plastic away from the maxi fumbling around pressing the deodorant pad to my crouch. She reached up playing with my wee wee. “I hope you enjoy tonight Cuckold? I know I will. With a smack on my round ass, “Ok your set.” pull them up.” Karen she must of told her as I rolled my hose up. Turning around fixing my skirt feeling the embarrassment of the pad, and these to women set me up. “Ohh don’t worry Desira your going to get some in that slut mouth of yours. Chuckling. “You ready to watch a real man tonight, hum. I know you want him too. He’s bigger then what you have honey* exacerbating her hands. I really can’t feel you, but I’ll do you like whore tomorrow when he goes to his house.” Groping my butt and tit, pinching my nipple rubbing her whole hand on my Pantyhose clad Pad pre cum wet my tops. I am glad she didn’t see all that. She saw me in heat squirming up against the door. “Where are your heels slapped across the face?” Twisting my nipples go but on your pumps slut. Cliff was at the table finishing rolling a joint hearing me embarrassingly stepping towards to slip into my shinny heels. Licking the paper “Did you forget something, chuckling to himself? “You know Angel has a sweet pussy” smiling wicked. “She needs this She told me she can’t feel you, but you think she can feel this?” Unbuckling zipping down his jeans. Pulling out his thick soft long penis. Oh my even soft he was defiantly bigger “Just like your slut mouth of yours. C’mon get those pumps on! And get on your knees show me what you can do with this.” He wiggled his semi hard penis around with his hand. Those words cut threw me hard blushing and almost crying, I slide them on against the cabinet there looking at him wiggle it, and behind him I saw Angel shut the door in the bathroom getting ready for Cliff. I was overwhelmed with excitement, and knowing my cuckold experience was only going deeper with Angel. I stepped close to Cliff between his legs getting on my knees. I looked up and saw his half tooth grin as I grabbed his semi hard penis that had Angel’s sweat juices on it, and wrapped my lipstick mouth around the head. Sucking it.

Three is the magic number

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Yeah, this is my first post. So, tell me what you think. 

  

         Layla Conner flipped her honey brown straight hair over her shoulder as she closed the oak wood door to her bedroom. The room was somewhat typical. Three light grey walls, one sky blue. She had a bay window with black curtains that were drawn tightly closed. The carpet was a mix of blue and grey to match her walls. A book shelf sat catty cornered on one side of the room, a television on another wall, with a shelf full to the brim with her favo

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rite movies. Her vanity, dresser and desk were all made of the same dark oak as the four posts on her canopy bed. The comforter was black and stuffed with a mountain of cotton. She had to have at least ten pillows on the bed, and a single dog stuffed animal sitting in the center. She walked across the plush carpet to her desk. She opened her computer and started it up as she changed into her pajamas. This consisted of a short baby blue shorts and a baby blue spaghetti strap top. She plopped down in her black computer chair and signed onto her yahoo. She sighed lightly when she saw no one of interest was on, ‘little bitch said she would be on tonight. I guess she was to busy with Ryan to realize she actually has a friend…’ Layla thought to herself bitterly. 

            It wasn’t long before she found herself in a chat room looking for someone to talk to, or possibly have fun with. Being particularly shy, she never really tried anything with the guys at her school. Her grey eyes observed the page with slight interest as multiple messages ran through the chat room lobby. She giggled to herself at one guy as he announced to the room that he was “Horny as fuck and would like to have a girl to chat with to take care of his problem.” It was then that a message popped up on her screen,
Footballking- hey asl
Lilmissbitch- Hi 15/f/ny You?
Footballking- 17/m/wisconsin hows it goin? whats ur name?
Lilmissbitch- Good and yourself? Layla You?
Footballking- a lil horny but all ight, Corey
Lilmissbitch- I see, that sucks.
Footballking- yeah, u think u could help me with my problem
Lilmissbitch- What kind of thing did you have in mind?
Footballking- phone sex maybe
Lilmissbitch- Idk…  I’m not very good at it…
Footballking- I bet u r 
Footballking- come on give it a try please?
Lilmissbitch- Okay, I’ll give it a try. But, I’m telling you… I’m not very good. My cell phone
                       Number is 876-987-7698.
Footballking- ight I will talk to u in a few
(Lilmissbitch has signed off)
Layla quickly went for her phone to make sure it was on vibrate and wouldn’t wake up the entire house.
Over in Wisconsin , Corey picked up his phone dialing in the girls number. He ran a hand through his hair as he stared at his aching cock that was throbbing for attention. The phone rang thrice as he waited for Layla to pick up. “Hello?” Her voice sounded reserved, reluctant yet at the same time, sexy. “Hey,” he said in his own sexy voice. “Hi…” Layla answered back slightly hesitant. “So, tell me… what are you wearing?”
            Layla blushed lightly when she heard the question but answered truthfully, “My Pajamas.” “Anything underneath?” “Just some panties…” “Nice. But do you think you could take it all off for me?” Layla stood up and checked the door making sure it was locked. “Okay, I can do that…” Placing the phone down on her bed she slowly lifted her shirt over her head, running her hands over her C cup breasts, tweaking the her nipples ever so slightly. Hooking her thumbs in her shorts and underwear she pulled them down the small length of her legs. As she stood back up she trailed her fingers along her skin, leaving a trail of goose flesh in their wake.  She picked the phone back up a feeling of anticipation settled in the pit of her stomach. “Alright, all done.” “Good, now lie back on your bed, and lick your fingers…” She did as she was told licking her fingers getting them nice and wet. “Now, I want you to trail your fingers down your neck to your breasts. Circle them around your nipples and imagine it’s my tongue and mouth traveling down your hot flesh…” Closing her stormy color lust filled eyes she did as she was told. She sucked in a shuddering breath as the cool liquid on her finger touched her skin causing her nipples to stand erect. “Heh, do you like that feeling? The feeling of my mouth on your nipples? Sucking and nipping?” “Mhmm…” Layla groaned out breathlessly. She could feel the dampness between her legs begin to grow.
            Corey moved his hand to his cock as he began an up and down rhythmic motion. The girls small pants on the other side made his cock strain more, he couldn’t ignore it now… “Come on baby tell me what you would do to me…”
            Layla’s fingers didn’t stop their circular motion as she quickly thought up something that would drive the guy wild. “Well… first I would kiss you sliding my hands down the front of your chest. Then, I would start leaving open mouth kisses down your body all the way down to your hard dick.” She could hear Corey’s slight groan of anticipation. She smiled finding the new power sweet on her tongue. Her words were his pleasure, and what better pleasure for a guy than a mind boggling blow job? “I would wrap my hand around the base of your hard dick. I would then roll my tongue around the head before slowly taking you into my mouth.”
            Corey groaned louder as he imagined the girl on her knees in front of him. Sucking on his cock, teasing him. Ah, fuck. He wanted her so bad. His hand picked up the slightest bit of speed as he continued to imagine her bobbing her head up and down, while massaging his balls. “Mmm… can you imagine that? My mouth on your dick?” Her voice was sweet and tantalizing… “Yes baby, I can.”  He groaned. Knowing he was close, Corey felt the need to take control. “Baby, I want you to push your fingers into that tight little pussy of yours.”
            Layla did as she was told. Plunging a finger into her wet cunt she moaned softly. “No baby, I want you push it in and out as fast as you can, Imagine my dick in that tight hole of yours.” Layla pushed her finger in and out quickly, her eyes were closed as she imagined. She could almost feel his large member filling her then quickly pulling out only to fill her again. “Add another finger baby.” She hissed slightly in pain as she added the second finger. She waited a brief moment for her pussy to stretch before continuing with same rhythmic thrusts of her fingers.
            Corey groaned louder as the girl on the other side moaned with him. He was so close. “Tell me when your gonna cum baby…” He groaned, “Fuck…”
            “I… I’m cumming….” She moaned…
            The second Corey heard those words he came. He sat back in his chair with a relived sigh.
           
            Layla closed her eyes as her body went slightly limp. She was tired… very… tired. “Well baby, I guess I will talk to you some other time. You get some sleep.” Layla nodded, “Yeah, you too. Get some sleep that is.” “Goodnight baby.” “Night.”


LIFES SEXUAL PERKS 18

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 Fact or fiction? you decide.

 Flat action, sexual action, marriage, even more sex.

 DIY Sometimes.

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 Just in passing our new flat was in a house divided by floors each of which comprised of a landing with living room,bathroom/toilet and kitchen on one side and bedroom across the small landing on the other. I mention this because it allowed an element of sexual flirting after we were married we just never thought of when we viewed the place. Of course this came about because the day we got wed the couple in the flat below also wed. As it turned out they were rather, like min

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ded to us.

 Setting up of our flat went forward rapidly as our wedding day neared. But with the energy of youth our sexual activity kept pace if not surpassed our decorating. This snippet was on one of these such occasions. They tended to start with a bit of horsing around say as I finished a coat of paint on something. Jackie grabbed my hand with the paintbrush in it and tried to make it put a dab of paint on my nose. As I duck and pull away she darts off round the bed fearing a reprisal. I'm after her, over the bed she dives shieking with laughter and out the door she shoots. Then comes her mistake, instead of either running down the stairs or into the living room and locking the door, she stops to see if I'm going to follow or continue painting. Big mistake that, I'm through the door making a grab for her,nearly missing but clings on to the ass of her shirt. Shrieking and laughing she makes to pull away resulting in the elasticated waistband letting her skirt drag down her body. As her black frilly knickers come in sight beasty thinks its his call and immediately goes to half mast ready.

 So now we got Jackie wrestling her legs out of her skirt, laughing and shrieking like a wild cat in a bag. Me with a tent ever growing as her ass and thighs do their magic dance in front of me, I'm now telling her she's going to get her ass cheeks painted. She's off into the living room,bang goes the door, then whoosh as I follow her in. She lands in the easy chair panting and puffing, as I approach she starts to kick out, thighs wide open pussy hair peeping out each leg hole even a pussy lip as I move to go to her side to avoid these kicks and her kicking legs follow me.I think I'll paint your cunt as well now I've seen it this colour will match your pubes. I say.

 Trying to look serious but still laughing, "Oh no Rich' please don't,please!" Being ever the gentleman and seeing she's completely out of breath I ease back saying "Ok I wont this time" moving again "It'll cost you a kiss though" Kiss? in a flash I've grabbed her rolled her on to her tummy over the arm of the chair and as she kicks with limited effect this side up, it helps me wrestle her knickers down to her knees. "NO! don't you dare" (Always an irresistable challenge to any red blooded Englishman) "NO! NO'O! I said" she gasped.  Trying to climb her legs over the chair arm made her ass cheeks open to give me a good access to her crinkly sphincter. With this sight before me I released the beast from his lair, being now as hard as iron I had to, to stop the pain.

 Jackie now seemed resigned to her fate. I put the first two dabs of paint (Wash off PEP) on her ass cheeks like a pair of eyes saying "Eyes to let you watch" then a pair of mouth lips where her cheek ends met her thighs. At this stage I was going to stop, but it was so errotic the brush suddenly took a will of its own and slid a line at the top of her ass crack and headed towards 'crinkly' jumping this obstacle it slid on down pussy lane. A quiet female voice said "now back the other way" Having done this awhile each time watching her bum cheeks tighten as the brush approached 'crinkly' my resistance collapsed and I twisted the bristles round and round on old 'crinkly' itself Jackie started her orgasm, "Clit rub my clit" dropping the brush to the floor I give clit the full treatment.

 Hardon is ready and waiting its turn rubbing against her ass cheek as they jerked around with its love juice illustrating how much it cared for her pussy. Bloody shit! A totally different female voice utters, "I thought you two weren't here you're so quiet" adding "He's gone and spoilt that face he's drawn our Jackie" cool as you like. My eyes whipped up only to see Jackie's sisters eyes locked on the beast almost with her tongue hanging out. "I bet she had instant wet knickers too" Equally cool she says "I only come round to let you know my seamstress friend has finished your wedding dress" "I'll leave you to get on, make sure you wash all that paint off mind it doesn't suit a white dress.Ha! Ha!" Talk about being embarrassed! Jackie looking flushed, surfaced said, "Well she has seen it before,just not with paint on" "Its alright for you,I ain't got sisters" "Anyway, she saw my hardon" "I forgot that" as an after thought,"I'll tell her she can't have any,its all mine!"

 I then bathed her, fucked her,bathed her again, then a bit red faced took her home to catch up with her sister to go and try her dress. "You got rid of all that paint then Richard" In front of her mother too,bitch! Not to be totally outdone, I managed to say "Yeah it ran out" Well!

 next, marrying.

Who's To Say?

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I was asked once, "What use is a fly?".....why, in the Infinite's great wisdom, did he create them?" I had been then tempted to reply, "What use is a human ?" and in truth, there must be a myriad of advanced life-forms throughout the universe, could ponder the same question. But looking down upon the enquirer - a most beautiful curly-haired moppet, barely out of mid-childhood, I was struck by the significance of it all.

I was a teacher in those days, working at a State High School in small-town Iowa. Perhaps with less inclination to air my views publicly in the presence of Governing Bodies, I could have held on to my earlie

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r role as Deputy Principal at San Manaleus High near Sausalito, maybe even the top job was mine, had I put my mind....and gag, to it!

Thus the Spring of '81 found me atop this grassy knoll, behind the baseball square, looking over acres of swaying cornfields across from the highway, surrounded by twenty-eight vitally interactive year nines, including miss curly hair!  It was the last day of term and the traditional school-picnic was underway. So too was the exhuberant behaviour - I had just called 'full-time' to an impromptu game of gridiron wherein six of the larger boys had been using one of the girl's hockey-bags as a ball, when Callie (she, of the curly hair!) popped the aforementioned question.

I looked down at her, exquisite features set in a strong face. Blue eyes framed by long lashes that would have been the envy of every girl at Prom Night - you couldn't buy natural innocent beauty such as this! I smiled at her.

"Callie," I said, " Everything has a purpose....toothache, death, acne, missing the bus.....whatever! Whether or not you know that purpose, is another thing though! You asked me about flies ...well, let me answer you with this tale."

Some years ago, seems an eternity now I guess, I had the misfortune to have been sent out to Da Nang Province at the height of the Vietnam conflict. Hell, all of us knew we had no right being there, but we'd been conscripted and not one of us was about to stand up and insult the US flag by beefing about it. We had each other to look after, and for more than four months we did a damn fine job. Ed had been wounded, but I'd seen him take worse at a schoolyard beating near Fort Worth. Ricardo I'd known him years earlier on a local baseball team...he was the comedian of the group - kept us laughing with his impressions of Nixon and John Lennon. Smithy was the quiet one - a chemical engineer before he was called up. He spent most of his time dreaming up the most God-awful biological weapons you ever saw. The enemy was better off having him in our platoon than in a Pentagon Laboratory back home implementing his nightmarish concepts.

Aussie Jack was my best friend, born in Sydney, Australia. His father was Texan, and he'd come home when he was 12.....took a hell of a ribbing over his accent, till he lost it round about Boot Camp. Then there was 'Long' John, one-time cook who worked at a roadside diner on the Boulder Highway out near 'Vegas. Must have been six foot seven. If his burgers weren't so damn good, any basketball promoter would have signed him up.

Lastly, it was my great privilege to know Simon, who came to be known as `The Weasel' This guy was good - he had the ability to crawl within fifty yards of an enemy encampment without being detected. He had developed an unequalled knowledge of trip-wires and land-mines and was responsible for getting us to pole-position in so many operations. It was rumored that the 'Cong had a $100,000 price on his head. Gives you some idea of his value to us groundies.

Late '69, Base-Command had us moving in on a ‘Cong stronghold at Muang, less than 100 miles from the Laos border. Two Marine battalions had been wiped out by guerillas in the area, our enemy-warning system having no indication of their presence there. We were dropped in by chopper and dug-in for the first night or so.

Long John had made Captain and Ricardo Second-in-Command. Drenching rain made progress slow and difficult, so none of us spoke much, but I guess we all had our minds on the job in front of us. 'Weasel' was sent on ahead to spy out the territory and we made maximum gains during the next twenty four hours. Round about this time I had a bad feeling about the operation - don't ask me why, we'd been on a hundred such missions before, but I remember asking Ed one night if he ever regretted not having gotten married earlier - he'd looked right back at me and said, "Plenty of time for that ol' buddy.....plenty of time!".

Shortly after dawn the next morning, 'Weasel' brought news that the ‘Cong camp was no more than a mile to the north east. We checked our equipment, took a quick briefing from Long John and headed off. Base Command had promised all of us a two month furlough if this was pulled off successfully. We crawled up to the perimeter of the camp, 'Weasel' having by-passed several of the outer trip-wires, and took inventory of enemy numbers. There must have been twenty or so!

Fanning outwards, we covered the encampment from a 360 degree vantage point, and on Long John's signal, let rip with everything we had. Half of the guerillas were dead before they even knew where to shoot. The ‘Cong managed to fire off three or four mortars, and both Ricardo and Smithy were slightly wounded by shrapnel...other than that, it was over in less than five minutes.

After securing the area, Long John called us down. He had kept a couple of Budweisers in his kit, as well as a rolled-up flag which he now unfurled and jammed fast into the roof of the ‘Cong's hut. "Bastards" he said, tears of utter emotion running down his cheeks - "You think you can stand up against the power of this?." he leaped down. "C'mon in boys - have a drink to a job well done."

Everyone filed in behind Long John, I was furthest back having taken top tree position. Just twenty yards from the cabin, the biggest damn blowfly you ever saw flew straight into my left eye. In surprise and pain, I dropped to my knees. Less than a second later the explosion tore the roof off the hut. It would have decapitated me if I had been standing. Heat from the blast hurled me back into the jungle but otherwise I was uninjured.

As I sat there crying, I knew "Weasel" was around somewhere cursing the fact he'd missed one last booby-trap. All but Aussie Jack were dead – he died in my arms within ten minutes, leaving me no answers, but so many questions......

But for you Callie, you have your answer don't you?"

Copyright: Noel Bailey 1995

 Postscript:

I wrote this because two years later, a pretty blonde girl was found face down in those distant cornfields. The girl had, according to forensic reports, been multiply raped by at least six males, beaten repeatedly, sodomised and burned beneath both nipples with what appeared to be a cigarette-lighter. She had been put out of her unimaginable misery when they finally cut her throat. It was Callie, she was just 16. No arrests were ever made.

Although I can never again travel to Iowa and put right what God was unwilling to prevent, she can now live again, if only for a few fleeting seconds, everytime someone in the world reads this. It is all I can give her.

My Little Fantasies

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I’ve been thinking of you all day. I love fantasizing about you. Sitting at my desk, coming up with scenarios in my head and wishing I was home in bed with you. Normally I refrain from touching myself in the workplace; I like to build up the anticipation until I get home and can jump on you. Today, however, I am feeling particularly horny. Maybe it’s because we haven’t been able to have sex in about a week, both of us being rather busy. In any case, I simply can’t control myself. I slip my hand around to the back of my pencil skirt and unzip it about a third of the way. I then slide my hand down the front of my skirt and over my bare pussy (I decided to go commando

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today). My juices are already dripping down my thighs and making a small wet spot on the backside of my black skirt. The merest thought of fucking you has a huge effect on me. I can’t help but think of your perfect cock thrusting deep inside me. I start softly rubbing my clit until it is fully erect, day dreaming of your body pressed against mine. I slowly slip one, then two fingers into my tight cunt, wishing for your masterful fingers. As I fuck my self with those fingers, paying special attention to my illusive g-spot which you always manage to find, my other hand reaches down and starts vigorously rubbing my clit. Just thinking about fucking you has already brought me so close to climax that it doesn’t take long for my fingers to push me over the edge. I sit here, in my chair, panting and basking in the afterglow of my orgasm. Sadly, though, I am quite insatiable today. There isn’t a very good chance that I will get to see you tonight, as you have been very busy the past few days. The rest of the day passes excruciatingly slowly, and all the while I am growing more and more frustrated. I can’t get you out of my head. My thighs are thoroughly soaked in my juices, which are making their way further down my leg. I need you. Only you can give me the release I so greatly deisre.

Somehow I make my way home. My head has been so filled with fantasies of you that I don't know how I made it through the rest of the day. I  lie on my bed nude (I’ve always had a bit of an exhibitionist in me) and try my best to read a book, but everything reminds me of you. I finally give up and just lie there, on my stomach, and fantasize. My hand wanders down and starts lazily rubbing my clit. I’m so lost in my myriad fantasies that I don’t even hear you come into the bed room and undress. Suddenly I feel you move my hair aside and kiss the back of my neck. You grab my waist and turn me over, facing you. I can see the hunger in your eyes mirroring my own. You need me as much as I need you. I also see a hint of mischief playing behind that hunger. You are up to something, and I don’t have to wait long to find out what. I see you reach over me to my bedside table and open the drawer in which I keep my toys and scarves. You pull out the silky scarves and quickly bind my arms and legs, spread eagle, to the bed. I am in your hands now. You love the power you have over me. You don’t blindfold me because you like me to watch helplessly as you ravage my body. You start to kiss my lips, softly at first, but then more insistently. You kiss down to my neck and start to bite at my neck and collar bone with vigor, not enough to draw blood, but enough to hurt a little. A little pain can be a good thing. You continue kissing down to my milky white, double D cup breasts. You love my tits. You lick them everywhere and start to suck on my nipples, hard, alternating between the two until they are completely erect and a little red. Then you kiss down the soft skin of my stomach to my navel and continue to play with my bellybutton, causing me to squirm. When you finish toying with my bellybutton, you travel downwards still until you reach my beautifully bare pussy. I am so incredibly wet with my yearning for you that you can smell my scent throughout the room. Tantalizingly slowly you start to tease my sensitive clit with your tongue and run your fingers up and down my slit, not entering me. You do so love teasing me. You are driving me wild. I can’t help but moan and beg you for more. You start sucking on my clit in earnest, and slip two fingers into my well lubricated slit. I love when your fingers fuck me. It drives me mad. I start bucking my hips in abandon. GOD, I am so close! Then you stop, reminding me that you alone hold the power over my orgasm. You straddle my waist and trail your perfect cock up my stomach to my mouth. You lift my head to your dick, so that I can take you more easily. I suck your cock with relish. I love sucking your cock. I love the way it feels to have you in my mouth. God, it turns me on. You hold my head to your dick as I suck harder and faster, and you start fucking my mouth. You hold my head still and thrust deep into my throat. Mmmmmm.  Your cock tastes so good. I can tell that you are getting close to your first orgasm of the night. Suddenly you pull out of my mouth and shoot your load all over my heaving tits. You let me suck the last couple of drops from your dick, which I swallow completely, savoring the taste of your cum. You proceed to slide your dick between my tits while squeezing them around your cock. My tits feel wonderful around your throbbing member, and I can tell by the look of bliss on your face that you are enjoying it, but you stop and slide back down between my legs, dragging your cum all along my body. My orgasm has receded a little, but, with a little coaxing, I’m sure you could push me over the edge. There is a noticeable wet spot growing beneath me as you slide you cock in between my lips and along my slit, teasing me. I beg you to fuck me…please? Please fuck me. I need to feel you inside me. I start to thrust upwards with my hips in an attempt to force you inside me, but you always pull away just in time. You are driving me insane. I am crying out for you, begging, pleading with you. Finally, ever so slowly, you slip your dick inside my tight, hot pussy. OH GOD YES! This is what I have needed. You start picking up your pace, slamming your hard, throbbing cock into me over and over. I can feel your balls slapping my ass. I am getting so close to my release. So fucking close. I am moaning and screaming your name. You are so fucking good! GOD, YES! OH, YES, FUCK ME! I’M YOUR LITTLE SLUT, FUCK MY FUCKING BRAINS OUT! You suddenly stop and pull out right before I climax. No, please don’t stop! You untie my legs and throw them over your shoulders and pound into me. I scream my climax as you cum inside me. OH, GOD! I’M CUMMING ALL OVER YOUR COCK! My pussy clamps down on your cock and milks you dry. Or combined juices flow out of me, on to the bed. You sigh and settle onto me to catch your breath. Then you reach up and untie my hands. I relax my aching muscles and wrap my arms around you as you lay your full weight on top of me. You are absolutely incredible, you know that? We lay there, basking in the glory of the night, both finally satisfied.

Creamfields

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                                     Creamfields

Pumping. Thumping. Jumping.

The sun shone on the fields and on the grass as Kirsten jumped and swung and swirled in the mass of other revellers at the festival. Around her the sound

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s of trance and house bounced and beat and thumped and pumped, as she and the others jumped and boogied and grooved and moved. Behind her and on both sides was a sea of  dancers, absorbed like herself into the music, letting it take them where it wanted, interpreted by many different wavy hand motions and frantic feet. Ahead of her and hidden by the heads of other dancers and behind his decks was the DJ, Kirsten didn’t know who. Not a superstar DJ, but a name DJ nonetheless, caning the old familiar tunes. The swirling sunshine sounds of ‘Beachball’, an oldie but a goldie, followed (and how did that happen?) by the hard thump of ‘Doom’s Night’.

Thumping. Pumping. Kicking. Banging.

Kirsten was well tooled up. E’d and spiked and sinking into narcotic euphoria. Already her long hair was damp with sweat, and it splashed against her bare shoulders. Then the squelch of the first few beats of ‘Avenue’, punctuated by ecstatic samples from something quite different. She’d been looking forward to this festival forever. Or at least since she and her friends had booked tickets on the Net. Somewhere beyond the crowds was their tent where they’d spent hours chilling out to the sounds on their CD player, passing spliffs between themselves and giggling at the small things that somehow seemed so hilarious. Paul’s tee-shirt with the beer stain on it. So fucking funny! And Sophie’s hair. Where had she got those weird beads? But all that hanging around, chilling out, getting sorted, that was behind them. The E was kicking in, not that Kirsten was really sure with the haze of dope and booze. She was fucking having it. And fucking having it large. And fucking large it was too.

Banging. Pumping. Kicking. Moving.

Gurrh! The E was coming up. She was really rushing. She pressed herself against Barry, who as always was a bit anxious when Kirsten was coming on strong. But fuck him! She was enjoying herself. She grabbed him around the waist and they boogied together as the swirling cathedral sounds of ‘Avenue’ gave way to some record she recognised but didn’t know, vocal sounds breaking in like waves of orgasm through the dense rhythms, in tune with her body as she pressed it hard against Barry, feeling his cock stiffen through the fabric of his shorts.

Thumping. Banging. Clanging.

The sun was gradually sinking in the distance and the shadows were getting longer. On the stage the arcing, swaying bright lights became more obvious as a cloud passed in front of the sun. And then a cheer as Paul Van Dyk himself hit the stage. A few brief words from the podium while Kirsten and her friends paused in their dancing, and then at last the decks erupted as the sounds burst forth from the speakers, the heavy bass thundering across the fields as ‘Iguana’ erupted. Hard house heaven. Kirsten flung herself onto Paul, brushing her tits through her tanktop against his shiny bare chest, his hands and arms twitching with the familiar beats. Sophie was shaking up and down as the rhythms pushed through her, twitching though her from crown to toe. An ecstatic smile on her face was the dead give away that her rush was coming on stronger than ever.

Grinding. Throbbing. Pulsating.

And it was Kirsten. As always. Who was the first to pull off her tanktop and let her boobs out into the summer sun, even as it fell beneath the horizon. Kirsten gave a whoop as her round breasts with their puffy nipples and satisfying orbs came loose and swayed freely with her body as she swayed freely in the beat. She could see Paul’s stare. And she laughed. Paul was so fucking uptight. What did it fucking matter what he fucking thought? She was up for it, whatever he fucking was. Through the sweat that drained off her forehead onto her eyes she could just about see other eyes on her coming from the other dancers, but they were just the ones who weren’t really getting it on yet. It felt much better for her tits to bump and wobble and rotate and sway with the music, free as the rest of her. And fuck! What’s such a big deal about tits anyway?

Hopping. Bopping. Sliding. Gliding.

In through all the trance and hard house came a clear single note, held for a beautiful long moment, gradually building up tension, other rhythms patterning themselves within it. And then bit by bit as Kirsten and Sophie and Paul and Barry sank to the size of midgets on a small corner of the earth, in a vortex of spinning ravers, it built up inexorably and powerfully and ever greater, wave upon wave of emotion and power, to finally climax with beats so heavy and dense that Kirsten could feel her stomach give way beneath her, her long hair swaying onto her breasts and hardening nipples, the ring in her belly-button transmitting hard signals of joy. And then crescendo. Passion. Ecstasy. Emotion. The four of them almost wept as the music carried them up higher and higher, wave upon wave of overlaid beats, crashing and bashing, banging and clanging. Kirsten danced with her head up, mouth open to the sky, as a full moon appeared above her, monstrous and meaningful, the energy pulsing through her as it came onto her and crashed into her.

Grooving. Moving. Kicking. Killing.

DJ after DJ. Record after record. Mix after mix. Highs. Lows. Bass. Treble. Rhythms harder than a hammer. Sharper than a knife. Like the knives cutting into her soul. Chemical Heaven. Kirsten pushed herself against Paul again, his own top thrown aside, pressing her hot hard breasts against his hot hard smooth chest, his pierced nipple occasionally slapping against her hot hard nipple. They shimmied and swirled and pirouetted and glided. Flesh against flesh. And Kirsten’s hand on his hard cock under his shorts. So long. So thick. And such a good fuck. Kirsten smiled as she remembered their fuck last night. The four of them. Taking turns as the acid wore off and the E kicked in. Not like that shit time with K that time. Paul and Kirsten. Paul and Sophie. Barry and Kirsten. Barry and Sophie. And even for a few giggly awkward moments, while the boys ogled guiltily, Sophie and Kirsten. Was it fun? Maybe. But what the fuck! You’re only young once.

Kicking. Banging. Thumping. Jumping.

And if not then, why not now? thought Kirsten, as the sounds got fast and furious, the lights flashing over the fields and the stage, dark silhouetted DJs behind decks, films synchronised with the beat on the backdrop. A deep contorted fucked-up beat squeezed itself through the four to the floor, twisted around in her belly, sank into her chest, and released itself as Kirsten pulled Paul’s shorts down, his prick standing out tall and proud, pink and purple gloriousness, pride personified. A cock to die for. Paul was too far gone to care, but his dancing became reduced to twitching as his consciousness gradually took in what Kirsten’s tongue was doing to his prick at that moment. Slurping, glurping, gasping, gulping. Saliva and sweat. And such a fucking big prick! Would Paul come on her tits? Did she want to waste such goodness?

Thumping. Pumping. Kicking. Banging.

Kirsten wasn’t sure what she wanted. But the music made demands on her. All at once “Horny! Horny!” crashed the vocals from the mix. Cheesy but so vital. Without any more thought, Kirsten stood up and pulled down her own shorts and knickers, past her pierced crotch and its triangle of light brown hair that belied the truth of her blonde hair, down, down, eased over her bony knees and then kicked off into the grass. She was now naked, except for her light green pumps, a slim bare figure in the moonlight, the rhythms pulsating through her chemically electric frame. Naked. And not for the first time at a festival. Sophie rolled her eyes, but didn’t stop her dancing. Barry looked nervous. And Paul looked positively terrified. A few other figures momentarily paused in their dancing. And one or two exchanged comments, but not wanting to look uncool. After all, it was only nudity.

And Kirsten enjoyed it. The chill air on her burning crotch. The sweat running free down her torso, onto her bare thighs without interruption or pause. Perhaps she was a naturist at heart. But perhaps she didn’t go for all that shit. She wasn’t going to be spending her time playing beachball and table tennis. She just liked being bare fucking butt naked, and she didn’t fucking care what anyone fucking thought. If her parents could see her now. They could just get fucked like everyone else.

Scraping. Grinding. Twisting. Bumping.

And there was Paul still jumping and bumping opposite her, his prick slapping from side to side with the rhythm of his dancing. A shame to waste it, thought Kirsten, getting onto the ground, knees in the grass, hands behind his buttocks and prick in her mouth. The taste and smell was overwhelming, while Kirsten’s flesh tingled with chemical tension, the prick driving deep into her throat. But not for long. All of a sudden, it erupted into a creamy trail of come, which as his prick withdrew, splattered onto Kirsten’s chest and down his legs. Kirsten smiled as more come dribbled out of her mouth, and then without pause up with the beat, as it took her higher and higher and higher.

Pumping. Thumping. Hitting hard. Banging on. Relentless. Never ending.

And then it started to rain. Not for the first fucking time at a festival. The music continued uninterrupted. And who was on stage? Kirsten didn’t know. Didn’t care. After all those weeks comparing DJs. Was Carl Cox on? Was Judge Jules, Paul Oakenfold, Ferry Corsten, Armand Van Helden? Was it going to be blinding? Or cheesy? Or hard? Or trancey? Who fucking cared? The rain beat down gently, softer than the music, barely noticed on the sweat that already had her hair sodden and damp and lank and sticking to her bare skin. But not for long. Just a shower. Thank fucking Christ for that!

Bumping. Thumping. Kicking. Heavier. Harder. Darker. Throbbing. Banging.

How it happened, Kirsten didn’t know, but soon there were others like her, naked and boogying, clothes flung aside, more pills appearing and shared and still no break in the dancing. Kirsten bounced off Sophie, whose eyes were rolling no longer, her perky pointed nipples as free as Kirsten’s fuller rounder boobs. Barry, too, had pulled down his pants, his thin prick not as proud as Paul’s even now, shrivelled into nothing, but shaking madly from side to side. The music pounding and pulling and pushing.

Perhaps it was Barry. Perhaps it was Sophie. Perhaps it was Kirsten herself. But someone had changed the tempo in their dancing, even though the music was beating to an altogether heavier, faster beat, and they were on the grass, slightly damp after the shower, all three of them, rolling about, kissing and licking each other. And when Barry put his prick in Sophie’s cunt, in came Paul, his prick recovering its hardness and straight into Kirsten, as she wrapped her legs around him, and he thrust in and out, with a rhythm totally out of step with the music. Kirsten didn’t care. The music was now just in the background. The sounds and rhythms in her skull were red and warm and liquid and tingled with narcotic energy. What the fuck had they been taking? Or was it just how the fancy took them?

And soon there were others. Kirsten didn’t know who they were. She didn’t care. Boys. Girls. As long as they had tongues and fingers and lips and pricks where pricks counted. Above them were the shadows of others dancing and twitching energetically in the moonlight, lit up occasionally by the vast strobes of light flashing from the stage. Kirsten occasionally caught snatches of tunes as they thundered by. Was that fucking Fatboy Slim? And later she was sure she heard the distinct beat and vocals of ‘Age of Love’. Occasionally, she looked into the faces and not just the bodies of the people gathered around her in this impromptu orgy of theirs. Would she normally have allowed such a fat arsed bloke with his long hair still inside his floppy hat take her up the arse like that? But who fucking cared? It was up there. Pushing up and pushing up, while below Paul (at least she thought it was Paul) was fucking her cunt. And a girl with really short hair was licking her face and eyebrows and cheeks. Kirsten grabbed the girl’s face with her hands and tugged it straight into her mouth and tongue fought against tongue.

Sophie and Barry were also hard at it interlocked by other naked bodies, sometimes flashing purple, blue, yellow or red as the massive strobes passed by. And then back to shadows in the pale moonlight. And then the hard beats of Mauro Piccotto joined the gasps and grunts and slurps and cries of the mass of bodies, building up to a climax of action, as Kirsten herself climaxed again and again and again.

And then more easy ambient noises from the stage. Bodies sagged and swayed. Exhausted by the dancing, the sex, the sweat. Sampled beats from the orient, interspersed with low ambient vocal cries, and long low hums of sound underlaying the slower rhythm. And bit by bit, person by person, the mass of naked flesh peeled off, Kirsten writhing beneath them.

Until there was only her. Lying on the grass, as people were making their way home. Her hair was splayed about her, face on one side, breasts on the ground, and legs crossed scissor-fashion behind her. Above her stood Sophie, while Barry and Paul stood off to one side chatting and passing a joint back and forth.

“Come on, girlfriend,” smiled Sophie. “Get your kit on.”

Kirsten stood up shakily, her memory of events already fragmented and incomplete. “Did we really…?”

“Here, Kirsten, have a toke,” insisted Paul, handing her the joint. “You were really way out there.”

Kirsten put the joint to her lips and breathed in deeply. Too deeply really, as she coughed up most of what she’d taken, but not so much that the effect of the skank was wasted on her.

“We really got it on there, didn’t we? We had a real fucking time, didn’t we? It was really banging!” she said with a smile as she looked up with her clothes in a bundle in her arms.

“Yeah, babe,” said Barry with an ironic smile. “That’s the word for it. Banging!”

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Him:  I was laying in bed, sleeping off the fatigue from my performance the night before, when you decided it was time to wake up. It was 8am on a saturday morning; I was laying there in only my boxers. You crawled onto the bed, very slowly, and pulled my cock out through my boxers; still smelling your scent from the night before, you lubricate your hands and massage my cock. As it grows in your hands, you become excited and move a hand to your pussy. You start to moan, quietly, waking me from my sleep...

Her:  As soon as you woke up, I gave you tons of kisses. Then i slide off my top, no bra underneath; you start to suck and nibble on my tits. I pulled away slowly as you gra

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bbed me pulling me on top of you. Your cock was making me even more horny; I slid your firm erect cock into my pussy. Slowly going up and down as your hands are on my ass...

Him:  My hands were squeezing your ass; I watched you move up and down, involuntarily. Every time you slid up, I squeezed your ass and forced you back down. This motion had you moaning and screaming in pleasure. Your tight hole suddenly became very tight; you rode me harder as we both came, and shared an eternity in ecstasy. You were breathing hard and face down on the bed, and I had a devilish grin on my face. That perfect ass was too fine to resist; I positioned myself and entered unexpectedly...

Her:  You entered, taking full control, you pushed me against the wall as your cock went in deeper. I started to Moan and dig my nails into your back. I started kissing your soft lips and then sucking on your neck leaving a dark hickey. We moved to the kitchen, you put me on the counter and still sliding your delicious cock in and out of my pussy...

Him:  You looked around and saw whipped cream within arms reach, and applied some to your nipples which I licked hungrily. My cock was pushing in, and pulling out at extreme speeds; each time I entered, I went deep into your tight, wet, pussy. It was time for me to blow my load, and did so with one last thrust that knocked you out into my arms. With you unconscious, and me still hard, I figured I'd have some fun with your succulent breasts. I oiled up your chest, laid you on the bed, and admired them pretty tits of yours. I slapped you a couple times with my cock, hoping you would wake; you didn't flinch and remained motionless as I pinched, and tugged, on your nipples. I let my cock rest between your two breasts as I pushed your large breasts together and started to tit fuck you...

*Never really finished it, but its meant to be a quickie.
*She was getting off so hard that she actually came and passed out while on the phone.
*She called the next day, and we decided a face-to-face encounter would be the next step.

Hoped you liked it.  ;)

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djcdorai on Other Stories

On  the terace samy  and Vasanta  were sitting.He wanted  to see her pundai.He asked her if she could show  her koothi to Samy.She accepted  with  one condition. That  he  should  also  show  his sunni to her. H e accepted.Vasantaa showed  her koothi  when Samy showed his  sunni to Vasanta.

                            Both  were excited to see others pundai  and  sunni.Vasanta  asked her  to fuck  her.H e peneterated his long sunni into her  pundai.After 10 minutes of  otthal they got semen and were happy.

Meeting New People I; The Bakery

Chris7BA on Other Stories


       So here I am now, living out here in California with my sister, trying to make a new start after Mom forced me out of the house. I slept on the couch of the flat my sister used while her friend lived in Japan on deployment. I tried not to think of where I would live when my sister ended up going on deployment, being in the Navy also, but I pushed that to the back of my mind.

       Everyday, she would spend most of the sunlight hours at work, and after a few days, I exhausted her friend's VHS collection in the apartment. The cable proved to be piss-poor, so after a few hours, I decided to finally leave the apartment and explore th

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e town I now called home.

       I walked a few blocks, as the only things around the apartment complex being a couple of gas stations, and eventually came upon a small shopping center. Forgoing the laundromat, insurance agent and religious items store, I ended up going into the little Mexican bakery at the end of the center.

       The interior looked too weird to me to be a bakery. The space felt cool and looked clean, but the fluorescent lights made the store much dimmer than it should have been. And red vertical blinds worked too well keeping out the natural light from the only window. To me, it seemed more like a small cafe for lovers than a bakery.

       I waited only a few moments before a small woman appeared from the back. She looked young and pretty, not fitting the look of someone I expected to be working in a Mexican bakery during a weekday morning. She wore a green shirt and black pants on her ample frame, completing the ensemble with a white apron. She beamed a bright smile at me.

       "Hi there. How can I help you?"

       "Uh, hi. I'm just looking around. I'm new to this area, so I decided to look around, and came into your store. First place I've been to here."

       "Oh, well then let me extend you a welcome to our community. It's small, but nice anyway. My name is Carmen. Here, let me give you a piece of pan dulce, on the house."

       I took a bite of the bread, a half-circle decorated with a maze of chocolate powder, and nodded my approval. Since she still stood at the counter, delighted in my enjoyment of the bread, I decided to chat her up a bit.

       "This is good. Do you make the bread here?"

       "No, my husband does. He makes it every morning."

        I paused mentally, feeling my chances with her waning a bit. I decided to press on anyway. "Oh, is he here right now?"

       "No, he drove to Anaheim to catch the Angels game. He's always loved the Angels, no matter how far away we move."

       "Can I ask you why it's so dark in here? I think it would do a lot for the store if you let in a bit more sunlight."

       "We don't like to keep the blinds open. My husband and I are afraid that the looks we get from some of the people that live here will finally scare away the regular customers we do have."

       "Looks," I asked, cautiously.

       "Gossip that has spread around."

       "About you," I queried, again watching my proverbial step.

       "About me, about my husband, even about my son; in a small place like this, gossip can kill a business faster than it can kill a reputation."

       "Well, I don't mean to be rude, but can I ask what some of the gossip is?"

       She shot me a wry smile before answering, "To start, the fact that my son is 16 and I'm only 32."

       "That's not a big deal," I told her, dismissing her comment with a wave of my hand, trying my best to score points with her hubby away. "So, you and your husband had a child when you were still in your teens. Like that doesn't happen nowadays?"

       "There's also talk of me sleeping around, and that our son is gay. My husband and I are also accused of committing incest with our son."

       "Oh my God," I exclaimed, "those are horrid accusations. Why would people say those things about you and your family?"

       "Because some people just can't keep their big mouths shut."

       "What? You mean the accusations are true?"

       "After living in a town this small, you think people would have the tact to not spread stories of what they've experienced, especially when it's sexual."

       "Okay, I'm sorry, but I have to ask. I understand about the sleeping around and the being gay. What I have trouble wrapping my brain around is why with your son?"

       "Are you shocked," she asked.

       "Not as much as I thought I would be."

       She smiled at that. "When we figured out that people weren't being as discreet as they should have been, we talked about ways of filling our desires that didn't involve going to strange clubs in strange places. And in a moment of drunkeness, our son brought up the suggestion of him getting what he wanted from his father, and giving what his mother wanted. When we started that first time, it was awkward, but we soon forgot our incertitude. Now, we don't even bat an eyelash."

       "Wow," I said, the only thing I could think to say after her story.

       "What's the matter," she asked, coming around the counter towards me. "Did I distress you?"

       I unconsciously took a step back as she approached; "Uh, well, it's just that, I, um..."

       She stood against me, her face level with my chest. She looked up at me and smiled, her hazel eyes twinkling, as she pressed her small hand against my crotch. "Mmmm, you do feel a bit bothered to me."

       She reached behind her to untie the apron when I snapped out of my flustered daze. I grabbed her hands before they could finish their job. I leaned in close to her, her lips inches from mine; "Just leave the apron on." I kissed her, her tongue coaxing mine into her mouth where she sucked on it. I ran my hands all over her curves, slowly separating her from her clothes, loving the feel of her flesh. She pushed back from me until she leaned against the counter.

       "Lock the door behind you. It's so good to have new blood in this town."

       She kicked off her plastic clogs and slowly slipped her pants down her legs, writhing her body down as she did. She left them in a pile on the floor, the apron hiding my view of her black panties, before starting on her shirt. She slipped her arms out and pulled it off of her torso, careful not to pull the apron off with it. Her tits looked beautiful as they were now constrained by the apron only. I could note a bit of a sag, but nothing that would keep her from being described as beautiful. Though not slim, I found her to be round only in all the right places. I moved in, kissing her as my hands softly ran around her stomach, up her sides where I cupped the sides of her tits, and back down until my hands ran circles over the cotton-covered mounds of her ass.

       "Not here," she said, taking my hand in hers, "let's go to the back."

       She led me to the back of the shop. Four large steel tables sat spotless. Two large ovens lined one of the walls. She stopped at the edge of a table before she turned and kissed me again. I reached behind her again and slipped the panties down her legs where they fell to the floor. I gripped her waist and picked her up effortlessly until her ass made contact with the cold steel. Her breath caught, goose bumps broke out all over her white skin, and her dark brown nipples pressed against the fabric of the apron. I leaned my head over and kissed the side of her tit, nuzzling her nipple with my tongue, while one of my hands spread her thighs, allowing me to slowly rub her pussy and clit. She threw her head back and began to moan softly.

       She slid her foot up my thigh and pressed it against my crotch before massaging me through my jeans with her foot. I slipped a finger inside of her pussy and thrust it in her hard the harder she made me with her foot. After moments of this, I pulled away from her, quickly undoing my jeans and slipping them down until my cock sprang out. She spread her legs even wider, bracing her feet on the edge of the table, the hem of her apron the only thing between me and her pussy as I moved to enter her. I folded the hem up and she took my cock in her little hand and guided me into her wet pussy.

       She threw her head back again and yelled out as I pushed my entire length into her. She then regarded me, a rather savage look on her face, and spoke to me in a low growl, "C'mon, fuck me. Fuck me good."

       I slowly pulled out of her and then back in again, pulling almost entirely out of her pussy and then pushing back in completely. She wrapped her arms around my neck and emitted low grunts with everyone of my thrusts. When I picked up my pace, the grunts turned to sighs and breathy moans. I ran my hands up her legs until I gripped her waist, allowing me to fuck her faster and harder. She then unwrapped her arms and braced herself against her elbows, leaning her body back. Her tits slipped out from behind her apron, and I took the nipple of one of her massive globes in my mouth before I felt myself building. I pounded into her pussy harder, making her tits jiggling. As I started to cum, I fucked her fast, pistoning in and out of her pussy, causing her to scream with every thrust before she clamped down on my cock, draining me of the last of my cum. Her body shuddered and convulsed as she came down from her orgasm. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and gazed at her face. Her smile returned. I reached behind her and undid her apron at last, taking it off of her. I ran my hands all over her luxuriant body before leaning down and kissing her abundance.

       But she stopped me short.

       "As much as I'd love to continue this and its obvious outcome, you have to let me up. My son will be here soon, not to mention some of my more elderly customers."

       "Your son," I said incredulously, "it's One O' Clock, at the latest."

       "They're taking CST's today. They always get out early when they take tests like that."

       She left me in the back as I saw her slide down from the table, gather up her apron and panties, and bounded her copious body around to the front of the store. I pulled up my boxers and jeans, and after composing myself I too walked to the front. She stood there, already completely dressed, fixing the apron around herself.

       "Go open it," she said, motioning towards the door. I unlocked it and as I opened it, a young man slightly shorter than me, with a backpack slung over his shoulder, came to a halt just inches from me. He looked at my face for a second or two before looking me up and down. He smiled and pushed past me into the bakery.

       "Hola, mamá," he said, kissing Carmen on the cheek. He turned and looked back at me before whispering something into Carmen's ear. She whispered something back to him and they both broke out into laughter. Just then, I felt the door open behind me.

       I spun around and I ended up frightening a small, older woman. Carmen noticed, and came running from behind the counter. "Aye Maria, don't be afraid. It's all right."

       "Who is this," the older woman asked. "Is he here to help out when your husband isn't here?"

       I smiled a bit at this, but quickly pushed it from my face. Carmen eyed me with that mischievous look before returning her attention to the older woman. "Yes Maria, he's here to help out Miguel and me when Guillermo isn't here. He's new to town, so it was nice that he happened here when he did."

       "A sort God-send, no," the woman commented.

       "Miguel, why don't you take him into the back and have him help you while I attend to La Señora Jimenez."

       Miguel smiled and motioned for me to join him. It might just have been me, but I think the smile resembled the one his mother gave me before she walked to the back of the store.

       In fact, Miguel ended up leaning against the very table where his mother and I fucked. Looking at him closely, I saw that his soft facial features genetically belonged to his mother, but the rest of him lacked anything soft. He wore clothes that showed his cut muscles and he stood broad and very masculine.

       "Well, if you couldn't guess, I'm Miguel, Carmen's son."

       I didn't feel like making small talk, or insulting the boy's intelligence. "I take it your mom told you."

       "We tried being normal, satiating ourselves in the normal manner; but people opened their mouths instead of keeping quiet, and soon we were branded. If we continued on in that manner, we would have proven the rumors true. So, we decided to take care of things in-house. But, if there comes someone new, someone we can get at before the gossip-mill influences them; why shouldn't we take advantage?"

       "So, you don't have an outlet other than your dad?"

       "Ocassionally, I do. I'm on sports teams at school, so when we have a party, and one of my teammates gets too drunk, he always wants to find out if the rumors about me are true. I never bring it up after that, and they end up so ashamed of themselves for having given in to something so 'disgusting,' so I have nothing to worry about. But there are just times when Dad gets frisky for my ass, and I'm always in the mood. Just like I'm hoping right now that you don't have any 'pecadillos.'"

       He reached for the button on my pants, and I let him unsnap it without the least bit of protest. In fact, I found myself aroused at the prospect of fucking this 16 year-old guy. He pulled down my boxers and jeans until he exposed my cock, the second time that day in that store. He started tugging on my cock, making me hard again, before dropping to his knees and taking it into his mouth. He moved quickly, bobbing his head up and down on my cock, pausing now and then to suck on the head of my cock. Now came my turn to throw my head back in pleasure. I knew that Carmen wouldn't want me making a sound back here, and I did my best to stifle the moans desperate to come out of my mouth. I could tell that Miguel no longer needed practice at this deed, and enjoyed his expert motions.

        I suddenly felt hands slide underneath my t-shirt, running over my torso. The hands belonged to Carmen. When Miguel noticed her, he pulled my cock out of his mouth and spoke to her, "Good Mom, just in time. Take over for me."

       Carmen moved in front of me, untying the apron and removing her green shirt again, finally standing topless. She then got down on her knees and rubbed my hard cock on her large, bare tits before taking it into her mouth. All the while, Miguel stood up and started to strip. As soon as he pulled off his boxers, he lifted himself up on the same table I fucked his mom on and assumed the same position she did.

       "Okay Mom, let him come."

       I didn't need any encouragement. Both Miguel and Carmen worked me into a lather and I wanted nothing more than to get off, no matter what hole I hit or who it belonged to. I moved forward, pressing the head of my cock against Miguel's asshole. He moaned gently as the head of my cock slid into his ass. I pushed in slowly until I buried myself inside of him. The tightness of his ass felt wonderful. I worked him slowly, getting lost in the moment. I snapped out of it when I saw Carmen's hand stroke Miguel's cock. I grabbed Miguel's thighs and started to fuck his ass a little faster. And then I couldn't believe when a naked Carmen jumped on the table and got in a 69 position, taking her son's cock in her mouth as she settled her pussy on his face. This, combined with Carmen's silky hair rubbing against my stomach when I thrust into Miguel, drove me completely nuts. I fucked Miguel's ass as hard as I could, ramming into him. I stopped long enough to reach over and pinch Carmen's nipples before fucking Miguel's ass fast enough that I let loose inside of him. I pumped until I drained every drop in Miguel's ass.

       Carmen arose, cum staining her lips and chin, and she looked up at me, enormous tits hanging free beneath her.

       "I hope we're not done for today."

LIFES SEXUAL PERKS 9

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 Fact or fiction? you decide.

 Lucky me, can all this be even better at adulthood?

 Ross you might say had me cornered with my dick out. But she had shown me some interesting assets hopefully for the future. She immediately went back to our talk some months earlier. "That thing I told you about" I hadn't switched in to her wavelength and looked puzzled. "You know, that stuff what you've just put over the wall, spunk, that's what you shot on my pussy. I didn't know that's what its called then, but I asked mum what it was, it makes you pregnant" "I know I said but not every time you do it" "What fuck? I know because Den fucked Ginny for a

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whole fortnight to make her preggy" Trying to change the subject, I said "Seen anymore cocks yet?" "Yeah I've just seen yours and I've felt it" Shocked I just say, "aye?" coming closer she whispers "That night mum got you on her side of the bed to stop you squirting that spunk on me again" "I was awake listening and felt mum moving so I put my hand by her pussy when she was making those funny noises and I felt yours going inside like it tried to do to mine. It felt all wet though so you must have had the same thing on her while you slept" "My friend said you must have fucked her" "Did you and did you know you done it?" How do I answer stuck there with my prick still hanging out. Distraction,! I started to put it back in my trousers. "Wait" she said moved close and put her finger on the end. "There's some still on the end, that's better" "Ok put it away now" She sounded like a mother giving orders as she sniffed her finger then tasted her finger. "Its slightly salty"

 "Did you" she insisted? This is going to be one of those secrets you said about before,yes? I said to her. "If you did I wont tell, and my penalty will be, you wont do me when I'm older if I tell" Fuck me, a future invitation to have her cherry. Course I didn't know about a virgins cherry really at that time and what a prize it is. Right now, how could I refuse her request? "Well no not really" "How come it was inside her then" "Hold on, what I mean is I woke up and it was sliding along mum's like you said it did on yours and because hers is bigger it sort of found its way in on its own because your mum was rocking to and fro as I thought, comforting you because I wasn't on your outside to keep you warm" Oh! Oh! "Did your spunk go inside because mum isn't pregger's?" "Honestly, yes,lots of it" "Oh good that means when you do me I wont be pregger's then" "I bet you'll do Ginny before its my turn,but you better keep it secret from Den though" "I think he wants to do me as well" "Why do you think that then" Well when he was on leave the other time, I'd just got out the tub and ran up stairs at the top he came out of their room and caught hold of me and said "oops you nearly slipped then" I hadn't, but as I walked in our room I realised as he caught hold of me one of his arms was round and under my armpit but his other hand was right on my pussy and it squeezed it about five times. I could still feel the sensation after and it made me keep thinking of his thing when I saw it hard. "That's what I wanted to tell you when you had to leave that time. "You liked it then?" "Well yeah, sort of" I thought I aught to give her a friendly question, "Do you rub yours like you just seen me doing?" "Yes every chance I get,thats what made me pee when you seen it just now" "Show me I said" "Not now because I've only just done it, I will another time. Fuck that's hot, my mind went back to the swimming pool pussy.

 Later my aunt called me and with Ginny she said I have a bit of a scheme in mind, you know what about. Not to make it to obvious, I'll speak to your mother about putting some time in over here at weekends and you can bunk down supposedly on the mattress in my or Ginny's room as we decide each time. I didn't go swimming at weekends so that fitted in well for me. So it happened and to make it even better there was a chapel nearly opposite that Ross went to with some very tasty chicks my age. This was brilliant cover and my mother couldn't fail to approve with that in the plan. So with no further ado I spent many enjoyable weekends keeping Ginny's vagina open and lubricated and even the neck into her womb. I never felt the baby with my dick but as the pregnancy progressed she bent herself more and more to accommodate my beast. Ross also twigged what was happening. She got me on my own and said "New you'd fuck Ginny but thats good because it means it'll soon be my turn" Then she said "I really like it when you fuck our mum it makes her so happy and joyful"

 Within this period the customer returned luckily when I was their although I'm sure she didn't realise I think. Aunty spotted her and I got down very much out of sight. Yeah, now where was I before we interupted. Yeah, so I had it this way for about a week then I thought I got a feeling he's awake when I'm fucking him. Craftily I decided to put him on the spot, making out I'd been asleep each time, the next night I stirred as though I was waking up mumbling that was a nice dream, his cock stopped immediately. Little fucker had obviously been awake each time, I said fuck me Jimmy what the fuck were you doing to me. He grabbed round me saying sorry,sorry, I woke up and found I was doing it. I thought you were doing me. Clever that,course I didn't want to loose my piece of cock, so I said calm down, no harm done, mums had them before your fathers so yours is a bit like having one after your father. Well you know what I mean? aunty nodded yes with "A womans needs one might say" Exactly my sentiments, we're certainly on the same wavelength I reckon. So having calmed him down he said "What if you're pregnant mum" I said, don't you worry plenty of wives are getting pregnant in this war, it'll sort out ok.

 I suppose both our claims was a bit like a 1-1 draw in sport after all sex is a sport don't you think. Gaffaws of laughter. I grinned to myself. So I had now to get him to except it was ok to screw me his mother for the duration, at least till Bert came home anyways. I just went for it, I said the next night, still want to come in my bed, hesitatingly he managed a yes with, I promise I wont try to push it into you mum. So easing the atmosphere I said I bet you liked it though, quietly he mumbled yeah,especially when I shot right up the top, adding "Mum what was that inside you that was grasping at the end of my cock" I answered the neck of my womb trying to get more spunk from you. "Oh,what made that happen?" I told him, my orgasm, "That ment you liked it as well then, yes? just like I did, was it like dad doing it because I've heard you say I'm coming when he's done you"

 Here goes nothing I thought. Yes I loved it and you do it with more vigor than your father but don't ever tell him that, it would be cruel... by this time I need a wank but it just ain't gorna' be possible. Then the relevation, I'm not kidding you he went for it, he said I'll fuck you till dad returns and if the worst happens I'll fuck you for ever. I conceded and boy from there forward he fucked me senseless. Three times a night, he'd just grab me anytime,anywhere in house, on the stairs or when I was bent over the sink, one dark night I went out our back to get the washing off the line and he grabbed me and fucked me ruthlessly, fuck that turned me on, it was like being raped and what if the neigbours spotted us, god that was such a turn on. He had me on the bottom of the stairs once when Bert's mother came through the front door, I'm sure she didn't see anything but he whipped it out and I let my skirt drop down. But bloody hell what a buss that was... Course all this was good info' for the future regarding the excitment women needed in their love life.

 Then she said, came the crunch, I'd been thinking about whether the mother-in-law had seen anything and then I missed. So I thought 'fuck it' I better give Bert the news before anybody else can. Jimmy was shitting himself about his father, I said don't worry you'd be surprised how sexually flexible your father is. That is, I couldn't tell Jimmy Bert's flexibility but on the Q.T. his biggest buss is getting our dog to give me a hell of a fucking, ssh! Even after he'd been away for years he got the dog to join in our very first fuck, would you believe. mind it's brilliant, better than any man's cock but you can't tell them that can you. Just got to swear at them and tell them what perv's they are, then submit to their wicked wish and they think they've won. By this time I was getting a cramp so I moved very quietly the only way I could. That was laying down in front of my aunts legs,on my back looking straight up her skirt. Though the light was poor she had her pale blue knickers on and the damp, no wet mark was soaking to the point that the very top of her thighs glistened with pussy juice. she casually glanced down and then opened her legs some more. Bitch, I shot off in my trousers instantly.

 Anyway, I wrote to Bert, I was a bit careful how I put it because I assumed the censures for mail applied in both directions. Got it to him 'might be up the duff,kept it to the family will look like you, he replied, 'understand hope its a girl looking like you, tell Jimmy the world is his oyster keep taking care of mum and don't leave the dog out mind' dirty bugger. Jimmy didn't understand the dog bit. I gently explained what it ment about a month later when low and behold possible baby dropped of the perch. First he was mortified and didn't believe it till I showed him, me getting a licking, after that he harped my life out to show him the real thing. I explained to him it could only be done with someone there to stop it pulling the knot out before it had shunk thus ruining a perfectly good pussy. Aunty, "you didn't did you?" course, he has to grow up so what better teacher to learn him all a woman's needs? She's certainly on my aunts plain then. Trouble then, he wanted it every day and I had to show him how its knot made me ache for a couple of days, course when he seen it bruised me inside he let me decide when I was up for it.

 I was buggered then, my mother came bustling through, enquired what I was doing down there? quick as a flash the customer said 'getting that pen your sister can't reach and studying part of lifes tapestry. My aunt's wet knickers? That made me smile. This went right over mum's head being more intent on her immediate need of me. I really had to get to see what was under those bloomers I just glanced as I got up off the floor. I'd been working on a plan, I had to pass through mum's bedroom to get to mine which ment I was in my room before she went to bed or at the same time. The doors had wooden panels and I'd noted a knot in a panel in a corner at the right height I thought, to get a view when and if it were removed. I'd concluded it to be dead in line with where she would stand to undress. Difficult bit was to remove the knot without leaving tale tale marks. Still I was top of the school for woodwork and decided the best way was to ask the woodwork master. The way I put it was. If a knot works loose or was splitting in a panel, how would be the best way to fix it or remove it and plug it without putting any unsightly marks on the parent wood? To remove it he said, carefully drill as big a hole as you dare through the knot and collapse the remaining shell. I'd already concluded a knot hole wouldn't be unusual in old doors of 1900 vintage. It worked too.

 Timing a sighting of mothers pussy was now imperative, I reckoned the best chance would be if she was heading for a bath. I knew she undressed in the bedroom put on a robe and went down to the bathroom allowing me to make my escape or hang in to see a repeat performance if it was bed time. So I'm already in situ' she comes up calls don't come out your bedroom if you're in there I'm getting ready to bath. I answer 'ok' and get set for my viewing. I'd completely overlooked the tits in no time her over garments were off then the bra, long line of course. The tits were free, and boy they were very nice, good shape no sag and nipples nearly as big as her sisters. She moved to the famous bloomers. I didn't know quite what to expect, she dragged them down facing away from me. Bent right over to get them off her feet her bum hole was a beauty like a little crinkly girl one while her pussy pouted from between her thighs with a very fleshy outer pair of mounds and small inner flaps. She had good legs but her ankles was a bit thick. While this happened I wanked myself stupid.

 I decided to stay put because I hadn't seen a frontal view. Not long after she re-appeared took off the gown and stood looking at herself in a mirror beyond my sight but still she was where she had been before. Pubes were brown and her slit came farther up the front than most (I found this fact out later) when I'd seen others. Having seen aunty's, Ginny's, Rossi's and some customers in the old shop, I was intregued as to where her actual hole would come. Many,many years later I found out.

 Moving forward some I started work and still went to the baths but more into the evening to which I noted the threesome did the same. So I still studied their form as they became ever more womanly. Further glimpses of the cheeky twins pussy and her sister took place which made me realise this was planned not accidental they both had very blond pubes which made them hard to see except when they were wet. Ok by all the guys and me that spent time ogling. But the big booby one continued to show pubes but not pussy. Then a new guy moved in with his parents and family in the pub opposite us. A good looking bastard, and he knew it and the women of our group were putty in his hands. Don't get me wrong, as a people watcher I loved it. We got on like a house on fire. One night not long after they arrived, I found him with our mates including girls heading into the upper room of the pub. He gave me the nod,so in I went as well. Quickly in the gloom we paired off, two boys to one girl. I was with a girl I got on well with, the bike got the oldest guy on his own,she happened to be one of boobies cousins and used to be on our school bus. She'd been fucking older guys since she was ten. So she was knickers off cock in,no foreplay just fuck me was her way. What I didn't realise was boobies was in there and with Rodger and Alfie. I'm not good on face recognition and remember swimming hats, so I failed to clock this as we came in and her twin mates weren't there either. As we all got down to some titting and wrestle the pussy from the panties. My concentration centred more and more on Rodger and Alfie. There girl was talking and it was like, you said only boob play,stop that our mum will be here looking for me in a minute. The low powered table lamp gave just enough light to see their activity.

 What was happening was having pushed her bra up they each was fondling a tit, as she protested her nipples were indicating they wanted more. But her real protest was that they had pulled her skirt up to her waist and were rubbing her thighs getting ever closer to her panties. She kept saying her mother would catch them, then their hands went in each knicker leg at the same time. She was wriggling and saying 'no' its was only supposed to be my titties outside. As their fingers found fur 'mummy,daddy no' as she was trying to push their hands out of her knickers. By now I was totally intregued but also realised although her voice was saying 'no' her thighs was saying yes as they were opening wider and wider. the girl I was with had also stopped and was watching, she whispered 'they're going to fuck her' she obviously had a mass of pubes as at the baths had shown. It was only then that I twigged it was boobies. Then the big male hands were at her knicker waist band pulling down as she was trying hold them up. Roger went onto her neck licking and nibbling and in no time Alfie had her knickers round her knees and then one leg completely out. Rodger he certainly worked his majic because she even lifted her one leg to let Alfie pull them off. My hardon was throbbing and I knew I was bound for pants full of cum. I'd finally seen the cunt that never showed itself in the swimming baths while the three were prick teasing. She wrestled her mouth away from Rogers and gasped 'dont try to put it in our mum will murder me' At this point Alfie and Rodger was giving her pussy some serious fingering she had led back now and her naked belly was all twitchy submission was near. Rogers cock appeared from nowhere and he drew her hand down to it, she pulled back and said 'no' but then gripped it tightly and started to wank him, her clitoris nerve must have made her brain do that I thought. Her pussy had started to glisten my girl said here it comes. Rodger went up to move over on top of her, with that the door flew open and Rodgers mother said 'hey you lot out before you get up to mischief' Although I couldn't have dreamt it at the time, His mother had just saved my future wife from loosing her virginity to her son.

 How about that then.

 More later.

  

Pokemon The Dirty Adventures Of Pikachu And Bulbasaur

Wormmel on Other Stories

I’d just caught my 1st Pokémon it was a Bulbasaur  thankfully Pikachu was not hurt too badly in the fight, as I took my walk down to the Pokémon center , as I handed nurse joy my pokeball containing my new Pokémon and my Pikachu, I waited in the waiting area for about 15 mins and I was handed my pokeball by nurse joy and she had left me know that my new Bulbasaur was a female and I was handed back my Pikachu and I knew that it was a male which made me raise an eyebrow but I thought nothing of it.

So I set off on my adventure once again as I walked threw a meadow it was already dark and it started to rain lightly so I set up my tent and as my head hit the pillow, I closed my eye

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s and thought about my 1st catch I was so happy and over the moon  and then suddenly I thought to myself maybe I should let Pikachu and Bulbasaur out and let them sleep next to me, so I let them out of there balls  and as they huddled up next to each other I rested my head down and feel asleep.

After the rain had stopped Pikachu went outside the tent and bulbasaur followed  as the both of them walked they found a small lake to drink from, as Bulbasaur lowered her head to drink Pikachu could see its small light green hole open and exposed, Pikachu stood there in confusion as to what it was so Pikachu walked over behind from bulbasaur took a sniff and Pikachu was for some reason  aroused was starting to get a boner as it 4 inch grew from its fur “Pika? Pika, Pika” as Pikachu said as if it was the 1st boner it had.

Bulbasaur turned its head round to see what was going on and saw Pikachu standing behind it and bulbasaur eyes was 1st on Pikachu’s hard small but thick boner as bulbasaur turned round she looked at his boner and walked over to Pikachu and licked Pikachu’s boner and he gave out a soft little moan  and bulbasaur was turned on by this as well so bulbasaur opened her mouth and took about 2 inches in her mouth and used her tongue around and around Pikachu’s cock he started moaning more and more which turned on bulbasaur even more and could even feel warm wet goodness starting to flow from her cute green hole so bulbasaur let out 1 of its green vines and stuck it in the entrance of her green small hole and began to move it slowly in and out bulbasaur started to moan.

Pikachu gripped bulbasaur ears and pulled her head down deeper into its mouth till all 4 inches was in her mouth and touching the back of her throat which made bulbasaur gag but Pikachu pulled away buy about an inch and bulbasaur kept using her tongue swirling in circles which made Pikachu moan more which turned on bulbasaur even more as she speeded up the vine going deeper and harder in her small green tight hole which made her juices pour and as bulbasaur stopped sucking Pikachu’s hard and thick 4 incher , she let out her other vine and wrapped it round Pikachu’s cock and started to move in a backwards and forwards motion , Pikachu could do nothing expect moan and moan and Pikachu has an idea he unwrapped her vine and walked behind bulbasaur and sniffed at her flowing juices and licked to get a taste and he loved it he lowered his face even closer and start to licked the edge of her dripping wet hole and she let out a moan that would turn on any horny Pokémon he couldn’t help himself as he was licking and drinking her juices so he stuck tongue inside bulbasaur hole and started licking the walls of her pussie  and more of her juices was flowing Pikachu couldn’t help himself but to keep licking and drinking bulbasaur’s  juices.

Pikachu pulled away to catch its breath and bulbasaur fell to the ground from the pleasure panting heavily and Pikachu walked over to bulbasaur and positioned his hard and thick 4 inches just outside her hole and slowly guided it in and bulbasaur looked back and could see and feel Pikachu’s cock going into her hole she moaned loudly as she could feel his thick cock rubbing against the walls of her pussie and Pikachu cock was feeling like it was being squeezed due to the tightness of bulbasaur’s hole he started to move in and out, he could feel her warm wet juices pouring onto his cock and he couldn’t hold on any longer, he went harder and deeper by every thrust by now bulbasaur had a puddle dripping down from her hole.

Pikachu could feel his cock twitching and instinctively started to ram and thrust bulbasaur’s hole as fast and as hard as he could go with bulbasaur moaning and screaming being able to be heard from miles around Pikachu suddenly felt an explosion from his cock as he blew his load deep into bulbasaur womb, bulbasaur screamed at the top of her voice as she could feel her womb filling up, as Pikachu’s cock started to go down, he took his cock out and they both fell to the ground, tired and with no energy, they both went back to lake to drink and Pikachu managed to find some food for them both to eat after resting for a bit they both walked back to tent and laid next to me huddled together and fell asleep together.

Any questions or comments you can email me at: melvynmelster@hotmail.co.uk .... Also if anyone would like me to do another pokemon story send me an email as too what you would like and il see what i can do.

Angel & Karen's night Out 3

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(Read First the story Angel and Karen’s night out/ and Part 2. This is the 3 part on a ongoing series please send feed back at the top of this page with any suggestions or good or bad comments Stories4me link thanks and enjoy)

 

 

Saturday Morning   

I woke up horny with faint sounds

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of them having sex I just laid there masturbating to there morning event. I came quickly Fixed myself up in the bathroom quietly before starting the coffee. I started to clean for the day wondering is Angel going to fuck me in front of Cliff or how that was going to work. I washed the dished after a time when the both came out caressing each other. Cliff groped her panty less butt raised her hem looking over at me grinning. “See you tonight then baby” Angel held him around his neck giving a long kiss and then off he went.

“Desira, I hoped you got a goodnight sleep, I know I did.” Walking across the kitchen. “ You ready for some of Brandon today, but first Cliff left you a something.” Looking me up and down in very much control. Bring my coffee to the living room and come to the bathroom”. I was excited stepping in those white heels on the kitchen floor pouring a cup of coffee, and bringing it to her. I set it down on the sink counter. “ Get on your knees in front of me.” She sparked up a joint, and spread her freckled legs, as I dove in between them. She pushed my head back, and handed me the joint for a few hits. I handed it back to her. Then immediately she yanked my hair between her legs to taste there cream-pie. I felt the cool air of the toilet water on my chin and the pot lingering. I lapped Cliff’s sperm from her hairy lips, and swallowed cleaning her wet pussy. Angel held my head fast slumping on the seat directing my mouth to her clit when she did it. Her warm piss started spraying in my open mouth choking hard. Swallowing a mouth full I couldn’t keep up. Spilling some in the cool water below. Angel tried to slow down her pace. “ Oh there you go I hope this breakfast is good open up. Karen told me how willing you were to drink hers, and thought you wouldn’t mind drinking mine then.” I opened my waiting mouth to continue her use. I swallowed what I could some leaving a trail of urine down my neck. Holding my head and finishing her morning pee, and shake and bake.

“ Go and get Brandon for me” That’s what she called that 13 3/4inch dildo when she fucks me with. She wiped her self, and flushed I got up wiping my face dry, and walked to were it was. “ Walk like a girl to when you do it you need to learn, and meet me on the couch.” I wiped my chest off squirted some perfume, and re-painted my lips. When I brought that huge dildo to her I walked like a sissy girl. She looked up and smirked. “ Be on your knees in front of the couch when I get out there.” I did what she asked excitedly. I waited like a good cuckold sissy. Brandon came out all right she crossed the floor in her blue short nighty with that huge rubber cock swinging between her legs. Coming over to sit in front of me. “ What can you do with all this?” Yanking my head to that thick cock head. “Yea suck that dick you know its good for ya” My hand went into the cushions on either side of her while my lips wrapped around it. She lit a cigarette drank her coffee while I worked on that thick long dildo fucking my mouth. She sat there comfortable smoking bobbing my head on that rubber dick. I reached into my nylons to play with my little penis as I was so turned on. “Get that dick deeper in your mouth you can do better then that.” Taunting encouraging me to suck it. I started deep throated that thick cock while she humped up into my moaning mouth.  Gagging uncontrollable with a throat full of her long rubber penis, and letting up for short moments. “There you go whore now Get up on the couch and lean your head over the arm” I did what she asked again jerking my little penis hard. I lied down on my back tilted my head back my hair dropped. She held my head down, and guided that rubber penis to my open mouth. Beating my face with it. “Yea you like it don’t you slut hum?  You want that fat cock in your mouth? Open up! Slap!” Grabbing my chin and for-head pushing it in and deep on the first thrust. Bucking her hips. I sucked it deep choking hard taking only half of it when the phone rang!

She pulled that cock with a plop “Go answer it hurry up” I got up and went into the kitchen to get the cordless. It was Karen “Hey sissy I have a another surprise for you when I get there. Half talking to me as I tapped my heels back to Angel over hearing her talk to a few voices in the background. Angel pointed to the couch for me assume the some position with my head over the arm again. “ Hey, girl was up! Putting the rubber head in my waiting mouth. “I had fun last night too.” Chuckling, looking down at me while pushing it in a slow motion in and out of my messy mouth. “ Oh really your kidding!” Tonight oh Well this should be fun. Yea I got her on the couch giving me head.” I could hear Karen’s laughs coming from the phone. I stroked feverishly as she stood there talking grabbing a cigarette while I mumbled on 5-inchs of rubber dick. Saliva poured around my gasping mouth. “Where’s it at Angel got curious?” She saw that I got attentive and “smacked” the side of my cheek hard with her open hand pulled it out beating my nose and mouth. “Oh Well just have to discuss that when you get her.” laughing coming up with few Whorish remarks about me. Angela lined it up with my wet mouth “Plop” going back deep in my throat. My chest bent up grabbing that fat dildo. Stroking it in and out of my tight throat. Breathing upside down choking with each thrust. Oh my I don’t know what got into her she, roughly pushed my hands away. What did Karen and Angela talk about? She sank 9 thick inch’s breathing around like a fish out of water.

Blowing sucking air around it. The back of my head banged off the arm for a few minutes. “ Well Desira is just going to have to learn a little bit better is all” She sank about seven-inches in and out kept up a slow rhythm. “Desira can suck a dick let me tell you. Hey ok I’ll tell the maid to have the place spotless by the time you get here” They said their goodbyes. Well guess what slut! She pulled the long rubber penis from my messy mouth. “Bend over on the couch.” I did what I was told. Getting up standing in those white fuck me heels. She lubed Brandon up with baby oil stroked it a few times. I looked from between my nylon legs, as she pulled my tan-hose to my knees. Rubbed her oiled hand on my ass cheeks and flinching hole. Sticking one then two quick fingers in my lubed ass stretching my ass for that humungous dick. I moaned as she easily popped my anal rim. “ Oh yea Bitch.  You’re going to get it tonight.” Pushing farther up my opening rectum.  I clinched tight around on that fat dildo thrusting forward.  I bent over feeling my ass being roughly taken moaning in pleasure grabbing my balls.

 I didn’t think about tonight but just forgot about it for now, and just enjoyed. “Bend over! Pushing on my back I put one knee on the couch as she mounted me and drove 13 3/4 thick inch’s gaping out my tight butt. My face buried sweating and panting I felt her leg cum up on a cushion as she bottomed me out bent over feeling such the cuckold slut, She used Brandon well in me with long and slow strokes pushing it out until the head was just around my rectum. A few loud wet farts sounded off. “Dirty girl? Ugh you are a sissy you like that don’t you?” Slapping my ass and spreading my cheeks

 “OH My what’s this? She reached into the cushions were the clear plastic bag was. Nut UH! She stopped with several inch’s kept in my oiled butt. I jerked my small penis to an intense orgasm spurting my fluids into the cushions. My legs held together, by the pantyhose around both ankles. I panted like a bitch in heat. “SLURP! She pulled it out. “Oh Iam not done with you yet, you have a lot more coming Desira, A Vegetable slut too WoW! Well just add that one. Giggling. I thought about standing up when I came. “

You just stay right there don’t move!”

I didn’t move as she left the room feeling my ass flinch inside me.

 “No as a matter a fact come hear to the kitchen.”

I got up balancing myself again with my shuttering knees shaking in those high heels I bent down pulled those soiled nasty pantyhose up jerking them up around my thighs and to the waist. I scampered into the kitchen tile with a sad look, but satisfied.

“Please Angel no more? I said.

 “Get over here ho its time for the next show, pull down them pantyhose and Lets go.” Waiving the cucumber at me.

 “Don’t worry you’ll have fun girl” Your going to get ready with us for a girl’s night out that’s all” she found some cooking oil, and was lubed the thick green veggie. “Get up on the counter facing me legs up.”

 I jumped up slumping back against some chips. Sliding my hose to my knee’s again bending my knees to my chest. She plunged it in my ass far. I grabbed the sides of the counter as the thick veggie felt good inside me. She pushed it deep and quick. With a few wet slurps it was buried.

 “The phone rang!

 She twirled it around in my slick ass making slurping noises. “ Your nasty let it ring don’t worry about it. Take it slut yes you like it” She seen me jerking hard my lil cock getting oil all over my balls.

She pulled it out throwing it in the sink with a thud while replacing it with four fingers then eventually her entire fist. I grabbed at her buried wrist that was stretching out my ass. She pushed them away with little effort. “I am going to get it all stretched out for you tonight slut. A little surprise is all.” she twirled her fist open ended in my ass, making noisy sucking sounds. “Plop! Get down and bend over and grab your ankles cuckold slut. I bet your going to hear some more of that tonight.” Chucking at me we’ll find some stocking for you” Bending over I grabbed the floor then my ankles balancing myself. Letting out a wet one. I was getting really humiliated and loved every minute of it.

What were they talking about tonight something to do with Karen must have something humiliating in mind. I bent over to the kitchen tile with my tan hose around my ankles. She came forward and plunge the rubber dick bottoming me out on the first thrust. My heels shifted apart under my legs trying to balance myself in those high heels.

She fucked me like a whore until I jerked to an intense orgasm again, falling on the floor and with my ass swelling I was glad that it was out.

“What’s going on tonight Angel?” I inquired. 

 “You just go and start to get ready while I find you something to wear Karen will be home shortly. So we can disuse the details with you. Karen and I will tell you exactly when she gets here.”

 I stood up to listen carefully getting ready to go to the bathroom. “Oh here you go” grabbing the cucumber she oiled it up and slide it up my used ass. “Go clean it off when you go.

 “What’s going on tonight Angel?” with a worried concern? I made sure it didn’t come out of me and stood up to go to the back bathroom to get ready. I clinched and walked with my pantyhose around my ankles. “Walk like l told you heel toe giggling”

 

As I shut the door to undress and shower I wondered what they had in mind A Girl’s Night Out? Taking the cucumber out of my sore ass. Turning on the hot water shower I undressed and got in. Shaving all over my body to make it smooth and bare. I soaped up well cleaning my butt really good. Angel stretched me out all right. I was bliss with being able to go out with the girls tonight, and the fucking I just got.

Angela came in bringing the blue body suite and jean shorts. “I’ll be back in a little bit I have some places to go before Karen gets home, and you better have the house spotless.”

 I got out to dry myself seeing that she left a silk white thong with my outfit that I was going to clean in again. I did my face up not forgetting any make up heavy on the lipstick and blush. I slide into the tight body suite, and shorts. I heard Angel leave, so I went to Karen’s bathroom to turn on the curling iron. I was excited about going out with them somewhere, but it didn’t matter where as I started cleaning in the living room.

I washed all the dress’s and unmentionables. Letting the lingerie and hose soak in the sink. Starting to get uncontrollable excited I slipped into those white high heels. It was hard on my bare legs and feet at first, but I did a good job on the kitchen and living room, while doing the wash. I felt the perfect cuckold for Karen keeping the house clean, and Angel’s sissy cuckold.                                    

            When I was cleaning I would find things like lotion, fingernail polish, earrings, and jewelry rubbing lotion on my smooth bare legs. Trying on jewelry I looked good as women all dolled up.

 

Continuing on the house I returned the cucumber to the plastic to the couch. I even washed the sheets and made ever bed in the house. Finishing up the finally load of laundry. I even had a nice dinner done when Angel got back with Cliff.

“Desirae meet me in the back room she had a plastic bag in her hand. Looking back at Cliff, you go to roll us one while I get started with Desira.”

 With a tongued kiss and a few ums. Angel and I went to her back bedroom. Where she showed me the shortest purple cotton mini skirt and cute three-inch matching heels I’ve seen. A black lacy short sleeve shirt that was transparent. A few bra’s she also bought make up, press on nails, and various famine items.

            “When will Karen be home and do you know where were going?”

“She’ll be home in a little while were going out to a new bar Karen knows about.” Right now though try on the cloths, and I want to see if those heels fit? You feel like smoking some? We’ll be out in the kitchen.”

            “What about the stocking?” I wandered.

            “They’re in the sack or you can wear the black thigh highs, or I got you some black ultra sheer pantyhose.”

Angel got a verity of things for me from goodwill. Undressing quick trying on the black silk panties and tucking my penis back between my legs. I slide the skirt up around my waist and fitted into the flashy tight heels got me really exited when I heard Angel Yell.

 “Hurry up just wrap a towel or something so we can smoke this.”

 

I slipped the black transparent shirt on, and went to the kitchen to partake.

            “Whew that is a short skirt Desira your looking more and more like a slut.” Angel smirked how much? Cliff picked it out he thought it was more you then I. He wanted me to wear it tonight, but I wouldn’t wear it. It’s not me.” We passed the joint around the table. “ I got something else at the Goodwill for myself.”

 With a little giggle looking at Cliff with devise eyes. “I’ll help you get ready in a little bit when Karen gets home.”

            They headed to the living room to talk. I had fixed a nice dinner serving them. I went back to Angel’s room to continues getting ready.

            I heard the door open in front it be Karen. “Hey girl what’s up” Angel happily greeted her. I stood still at doorway of Angel’s room. “Oh I had a great time giggling” with glee in the sound of her voice. They talked like two schoolgirls with Cliff chuckling. Karen walked to the living room glancing towards my way. Discarding me as she talked about her night with her lover and how big he is.

 “I have to talk to Tyrone before we leave and I need to talk to you after I am done about the cuckold.” Looking at me with a sneer.

 “ You feel like going out to the bar with us tonight Desira?” I walked more like a lady to the living room.

 “Yea, I like too go.”

 “Well since you did a good job, and been a good cuckold you deserve to go with us, so go and get ready I have surprise for you.  We’ll be leaving shortly.”

“And a good Vegetable slut” Cliff added and held up the plastic bag from the cushions. I became blushing red wit embarrassed. Scampering to the back to hide my face from them. Hearing them all laugh at me even after I shut the door. How much could I take?

 

                                                   Getting-Ready!

 It started getting later as I felt this was getting out of hand loving her so much that I would go threw this cuckold act for her. I knew that going out tonight would only get worse, but to be able to dress in women’s clothing was a crazy fetish I had. Looking at myself in the vanity looking pretty hot as a woman. Angel was right I did have more girly features.

 I sat down crossed my legs and started on my nails when I would hear some noises from the other room. It was getting around 8:30 when the phone rang! Rubbing lotion on my bare legs I got excited going out with the girls tonight, and new they wanted to embarrass me in public. Karen walked in jean skirt and blouse wrinkled looked satisfied with a wild hair look. Setting down a black box on the vanity table.

            “ Well Tammy I was wondering if you like black cock, cause I can set you up with one Anthony. He’s a friend of Tyrone’s.” Hey we would even pay you. Think of that.

“What you mean being a prostitute?

 “ Well just me and Angela, since were setting you up with a few tricks we would be taking 90% and its not negotionable I say we can get $10 for a blow-job.” Dipping the eyeliner a few times. 

“Why did you call my Tammy for” I wondered?

Angel said something about you would like to get a Tammy Fey Baker style make-up job, and its makes good sense for tonight meeting guys. I bought these while I was out.”

Opening the box a pair of latex fake boobs.

“After your make-up just stick them in your bra, and attach to your breasts.

            I sat there listening and going along with their plan to whore me out. I was excited to say the least I wouldn’t need to make money off this I didn’t care at this point.

 “Yea I’ll do it on a few conditions!”

 “ Yea sure right” Karen laughed. “Hold still!” applying mascara giving me big dark lashes.

Angel came a little later in a sexy flower dress lots of pinks and white pattern, showing above the knee brown nylons and leather 4-inch brown heels. Her long red hair was brushed back with waves on her sides her glasses and face showed her maturity. She had on enough make-up to look beautiful to me and sexy.

 “ Karen Tyrone said for you to call him I’ll finish the whore up. He's missing you girl.

 They both gigged. I know Desirae’s going to get some tonight.” Karen left while Angel applied thick foundation and blush, going threw perfumes and eye shadow and deciding on purple eye shadow.

“ Whew girl your looking like some tramp. Put your purple bra on I want to see it on you with the fake boobies.”  Those rounded out my breasts making sure I had some.

“I don’t know about the bra though? Try on the white one.”  I did what she ordered flaunting around in the room. “ The purple one I think that looks good on you plus it fits your outfit.”

 “Angela…. Karen yelled!” She walked off. “Put your hose on, and I’ll do your hair in the bathroom hurry up.”

 I went to the vanity open the package of sheer black pantyhose and put them on as famine as I could a sliding one leg at a time up my scented smooth legs. I did the same with my other leg standing up and pulling the B-size pantyhose around my hot ass to the waist. I rubbed my legs together instantly getting friction. I went crazy for a few moments doing that then I put on my 3in. purple heels. I sprayed some perfume on my legs.

            I went to Karen’s bathroom walking sexy when Cliff said.

“ I know those brother’s up there have some big dicks then what I got, but I don’t get any complaints from Angel or yourself HUH?”

“No complaints here.” Angel said applied a tie in the back of her Red hair. “Me neither.” I said with a look of submission, and famine voice at the same time.

 Karen was in her velvet Green-mini dress that covered her arms to her wrists from the other night, but with black fishnets on.

“Sit down here” Angel said.

 I sat on the toilet while she put some clip-on earrings, and gave me some fake rings and jewelry. Karen did my hair puffing up giving me high bangs, using hairspray and found a white bow to finish my big dark slutty hair.

“We had to get you a bigger purse it’s on the table take plenty of lipstick with you, and powder.” Karen instructed me.

 I stepped to the mirror made some last minute primping beside Angel. Cliff came to the doorway. “You girls look hot with a big grin. “ Your going to have to wait a until we get back home before you get some, unless you want a blow job from Desirae.” That just tickled Angel up and down.

 “I’ am not paying for it I didn’t then and I am not now!”

 Karen picking her keys from the table getting ready to go.

“So how much are you and Miss Pimp in they’re making off whoring me out?” I loved the look in there eyes. I hoped there wasn’t going to be to many guys. 

“ None of your business you’ll be buying our drinks for us tonight and sum.”  Karen said. I stepped to get the black zipper purse on the table not fashionable at all. I put some makup in my bag with a surprise at the bottom. It was there Oh my god I was blushing red! All three of them laughed. Cliff came by pinching my butt.  “ You never know when you might need it. Lets get going.”

 Karen drove a trashed out red station wagon. Cliff sat in the messy back with me. They quickly started making comments about me blowing Cliff in the back seat on the drive up.

“OK you want to get high Ho” looking over at me.

“Yea sure” I said with a happy but sutra response. I was getting so hot rubbing my sheer legs back and forth.

“ Undo my pants then bitch” saying this in my ear.

 I was excited about blowing Cliff again. I took a few hits of the joint with one hand the other working his semi-hard penis out of his jeans in the other. I helped him pull his jeans down off his hips as I stroked him a few more times. They started talking about putting me on the corner when I thought I had enough of what I would go with. Cliff put my head into his crotch before I could get a word out.

“Suck it.” grabbing a good portion of my head putting me down on it.

 “ Be carfull with her hair we spent some time on it, and she has to be looking some what together when she gets there.”  Karen piped up. 

I put my hands on either side of him while I bobbed my head up and down going down the road. I didn’t care at this point. I sucked him getting him hard around my painted mouth. I moaned around his long 8 inch’s in my throat and slurped deep on his cock. Saliva ran down to his hairy nuts.

“Damn slut suck of hitch off a trailer” Angel said.

 Cliff just humped my mouth getting him turned on holding my neck. My mouth filled with his pre-cum lubing my throat. I gagged hard breathing threw my nose at times around the base of his cock as he held it there for what seamed to be a mile or two. Tasting his cock and poky pubic hairs on my chin and lips. I couldn’t breath. He let up a little so I could start work his meat in and out between my slick lips. The smell of our sex and pot smelled so good to me. Drooling around his cock.

            Wondering how big this Anthony guy was going to be as I worked on Cliff’s meat. He was hard in my throat banging my mouth up and down till he was grunting to cum. The girls yelled 

“IN HER MOUTH!”

At the same time laughing and clapping there hands together uncontrollable. Cliff Held my neck down on his throbbing cock stretching my throat getting all his squirting cum down my throat. I gargled it jerked it off until he was done squirting his seed.  He let up off of my neck and relaxed with his spent penis going soft in my wanting mouth.

“Yea it might be worth $2.00 I don’t know about $10” Chuckling to himself trying to get under my nerves. “Put it’s free so I cant complain, and know that you gobble way better then that.” Looking up front at Angel. She replied with a simple “I know”. Where just about there get ready.

 I put his cock back into his underwear and jeans. “Thanks for letting me suck it.

“Man this bitch is getting trained right. You girls our good.

            We came in to the city I looked into my purse for my lipstick, and to powder my nose.  I seem the smeared lipstick and fixed my face right up. I felt the cucumber down inside with the maxi. 

            “I cant take this with me come on please don’t do this guys pouting.”

“Well all right” Angel said “but don’t be asking for nothing else then. Leave the cucumber but bring your purse.” With a few in agreements in the car and a quick fix on my face. We pulled in to the Tavern’s parking lot. Cliff grinned putting out his cigarette and smirked as I slipped the plastic bag on the floor digging it from my purse.  It was getting to be around 9:30 when we stepped out. Angel was in front of me looking classy compared to my sluttish look. I realized Wow, how cheap I looked with my cotton mini skirt showing plenty of thighs and legs I was nervous about this. However my purple outfit was fabulous on me going into Betty Boots. 

“Walk with more sway into your hips” whispering to me “those heels aren’t that high you can do it sexy.” Angel said encouraging me. I walked swaying my hips rubbing my nylons in a different way as I felt sexy walking threw the front door with the sound of thumping music lights and globes. Karen stepped in with her green mini and black fishnets and 4 inch clogs. I next felt the atmosphere change my outfit glowed under the lights tapping across the dance floor that was empty. Following Karen to the first table greeting her lover with a passionate kiss and hug that brought her up off her heels. Her tops showed from her mini dress.

“Yea just the way I like them around the thigh.” He recognized me as I came up beside her, is yours around the thigh to bitch or you wearing them pantyhose?” “Hey Angel how’s it going sweetie we going back latter to smoke?”

 Like it was there ritual. I sat down at the table next to a dark man. Angel followed me telling Cliff to find them a seat. He did across the room against the wall. I crossed my ultra-sheer legs The guy next to me eyed Angel legs up and down making quiet strawberry remarks to his friend next to him. Tyrone stopped mauling Karen for second.

“ So Karen informs my that you want to be a ball licking ho and you liking your ex girlfriend having sex with other guys. I can see why she’s selling your no dick mother fucker ass.”

Angel blushed there with hand to her face looking at me. “Yea that’s pretty much that” patting me on the back the table laughed.

Tyrone past numerous bills to Karen as she got up to go get drinks motioning me to help her I got up stepping up to the bar long and wooden. “Tyrone is going to give Angel and I $100 each and he gets you for the night. She handed me $20 “That’s yours I know you want to make Angela happy as Desira and tricking for us can always help her, she couldn’t go on with a straight face. “ and plus you love dressing up like a slut, you have a pad with you right? I hope your going to be with us when we go powder our nose’s latter I can show you a few more tricks you might need to hold me up laughing. I nodded looking over at Angel smoking and node her head occasionally glancing at my cuckold ass. We ordered around of tequila shots, wine, and mix drinks from the bartender in his 40’s fairly dark but sadistic look in his eyes pouring the drinks.

 She sat down across the table were I sat and talk to the three blacks. I hope that she appreciated what I was doing. I balanced well bringing the drinks back. Cliff got upset look for a moment going to the bar eyeing Angel getting a beer. As she told the guys she would be back for the round of drinks.

 “Desirea sit ho your ass down here and meet Anthony and Larry there going to be your first tricks tonight to earn some of my money back. Angie says you give her 90% that stays the same with me bitch. Eighteen bucks of that is mine so hand it over you getting what I am saying to you. And I am setting up the first two you.”

 The rest of the table sounded off in laughter as I got out the twenty from my skirt and made change. “ That’s fine I know I am a sissy girl and like taking it like a whore.” Tyrone pointed to the floor. “That’s right now go on Bitch shut the fuck up and go move your sissy ass on the dance floor so I continue my business before I but you ass on the corner!”

 I picked up my tequila shot and downed it humiliated to almost tear’s half scared that he would. “I’ll drink to that” Cliff rose his beer toasting. Anthony watched as I got up taking my purse to the dance floor feeling so electrifying in my hose and skirt. I moved well as a table of four blacks watched my sexy ass. The bar wasn’t packed yet but we had the wildest table. I bent my knees shook my ass and found myself rubbing my ultra sheer thighs together my ass was on fire. I used my hands to rub my fat breast dancing for the whole bar.

Occasionally two black kids in there must have been 19 wearing silk caps, and cell phones. Angel sat next to Tyrone I am sure nothing was holds bar in the conversation look like it went well.

 I was motioned over tapping my heels and still swinging to the music pumping. There was a drink at my chair, sitting down crossing my legs across from Karen. Anthony slid over the drink slurp on that for a minute you’ll need it bitch, so you like being a slut. Iam going to give you a new reason to love fat nigger dick so is my dog Larry. Anthony was around 28 6’2 220 sure of himself and cute Iam sure he wasn’t kidding either. “Hey Larry at least she’s has some practice on the way”.

 I finished my drink with this entire going on. Karen talked to Tyrone and Angel back and forth making snob remarks. “Anthony bent down in my ear you want to get high ho, and party with me and Larry for a little bit. I like your girlfriend she’s not that pretty but has a hot body I can’t wait to get up into that. How old is she. Putting a hand on my upper thigh rubbing it. Larry got up about the same age, 6’0 269 and plenty fat and black. I knew that it was close to going but where? Finishing my screwdriver taking my purse not fixing my skirt riding up some showing lots of leg in my silky nylons. “Well se you in a little bit” Angel coughed around her second zinfandel putting out her cigarette I figured by now most the bar new what was going on.

I walked outside to the sidewalk 25 ft away from the van the guys were going to in the semi lit lot. They complemented on my ass and legs how sexy I was for a white bitch.

“Did you see the tits and ass on Angela not the best looking but whew man I would terror that shit up”! I hear yea, Karen likes it up the ass though” chuckling Larry laughed. “What’s your name ho?”
 “Desirea” Anthony opened the sliding blue door.

 “Lets discuss me and your girlfriends cream-pie while sucking my dick.” Larry hand stayed on my round cotton ass basically lifting me a step up into the van crouching some up against the wall. Larry got up front in the drivers seat, while Anthony shut the door and got in the back seat rummaging through to a tin can. I came over and sat nervously, next to this large dark man. I held my legs together while he packed a bowl of pot.

 “So I hear you like sucking cum out of your girlfriends cunt. Wouldn’t you like sucking her shit from my cock.”? He hit it and went on with his taunting. “Take my dick out ho, and see if you can make it hard” Larry laughed at Anthony’s wit. I did what he asked, undoing his belt buckle, and undoing his pants. I felt that long thick python in his jeans. I barely got my small hand around his dark meat stroking him softly. He lit the pipe and put it to my bright red lips, sucking in some pot. Tasting a Pot and coke getting high stoking dick. “ You know what bitch I think your girlfriend needs t