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My Very Big Brother

It all started just over a year ago – My brother had moved in with his girlfriend and I would find myself visiting them at least twice a week. I got on really well with his girlfriend, Leanne. She was pretty, slim and basically gorgeous. She was lucky to have my brother, Danny; all the girls fancy him. They seemed like a great couple. I often found myself talking alot to Leanne until the small hours of the morning. I’m not sure if she knew, but I really fancied her, as I’m bi-sexual. Not that I had the guts to tell her that; if my brother found out I wouldn’t want him telling our parents. They would probably be cool with it, but it’s just a conversation I don’t want to have!
One evening, while having a drink (or nine!), Leanne let it slip that they had some porn videos and that they both liked to watch them. Danny was more than a little embarrassed that she let this secret of theirs out and, as he was there, I was too embarrassed to admit that I too loved watching porn with a partner. Leanne then asked me if I liked porn, to which Danny got up and went to the toilet, “I don’t even want to know the answer to that!” he said. “Of course I do” I said when he left the room, “But don’t tell him that, he probably still thinks I’m a good little girl!” With that, she offered to lend me a few tapes. She quickly grabbed three tapes that were hiding behind the TV and hid them in my handbag. Danny then came back in the room, Leanne and I just giggled to ourselves and carried on drinking the night away.
At work the next day I was very aware that my handbag was full of porn! I kept it hidden beneath my desk, not that anyone would have gone searching through my stuff, but I must admit, I did feel a little naughty and I couldn’t wait to get home and watch them. I got back to my house and forgot about my usual bath. I just pulled out the first tape I saw and put it in the machine. It was already half watched. The film had two girls eating each others pussies and one climaxed over the others breasts, then the other girl did the same on her face. Very nice! But then it was over. Too short for my liking and I couldn’t wait for the tape to rewind, so I pulled out the next tape, put it in the machine and pressed play. There was a pretty girl on screen who looked very familiar in a familiar bedroom. I noticed it was obviously a homemade film, and then it hit me; the girl stripping off on my TV was Leanne! “Oh my god,” I thought, “I can’t watch this!” so I stopped the tape. I sat there on my sofa, just pondering what happened next. I was already a little moist from watching the first tape, now I was really wet. My finger hovered over the play button on the remote, almost shaking. I hit play. On screen Leanne stripped off naked. Her body was every bit as nice as I would have imagined it to be; her hair I already knew was long and dark, she flipped it over her shoulders revealing her firm breasts; I would say they were a 34c. Her body was smooth, lightly tanned and toned, a size10. Her pussy, nicely trimmed into a landing strip. Her legs, long and slender. Then I heard a voice from the video; “Damn, you’re sexy babe!” It was Danny. My heart pounded in anticipation of what might happen next. I let go of the remote and got comfortable on my sofa. The camera moved away from Leanne, then set down on Leanne’s dresser at the foot of their bed. Danny then came into the shot, followed by Leanne. She got down on her knees in front of Danny and unbuttoned his jeans. She slowly pulled them down, revealing he wasn’t wearing any underwear. I could see his pubic hair, then the top of his penis. It looked really thick. She continued sliding his jeans down his thighs, revealing more and more of his cock, but the end of it never seemed to come! Finally his jeans were at his knees and I could see his semi-erect cock; still pointing down, but it was halfway to his knees! “Fucking hell! He’s huge!” I said aloud to myself. I found myself doing something I thought I would never do in my lifetime; I was masturbating whilst watching my brother get a blowjob from his sexy girlfriend! I was already close to climax when Danny took his shirt off. I had seen his torso many times before, but now I was watching him on my TV completely naked. Leanne was licking his balls and had his dick pushed up against his belly. It was then that I realised just how big a cock he had; it extended a good four inches past his belly button. And then, out of the blue, something I never knew a man could do; while she was still sucking on his testicles, he bent over and took the head of his cock into his own mouth! That sent me over the edge. I came loudly and juice squirted some two inches from my pussy. I collapsed back on my sofa and caught my breath. The tape had only been playing for about ten minutes and I didn’t know if I could take anymore. I pressed the stop button and wondered if what I had just done was right. My mind was telling me that this was sick, but my pussy was throbbing, it wanted more. I tried to listen to my head and stood up, only to find myself almost tripping over my knickers that were hanging around my ankles. I don’t even remember sliding them down! I paced around the living room for a few minutes trying to get the image of my brother out of my head, but everytime I turned around I found myself staring at the video player. It was like it was calling out to me. “Fuck it! Just watch him!” My head finally agreed with my pussy. I stripped off, got comfortable on the sofa again and pressed play. Danny was still sucking his cock when Leanne got up off her knees, “God I love it when you do that!” She climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees, she didn’t need to ask him to do anything, he just got on his knees and started licking at her pussy. Her pussy was gorgeous and I just wished it could have been me who was doing that. It reminded me of my pussy; smoothly waxed at the lips, with an inch wide landing strip above. It was clear by her moaning that Danny was doing a good job at licking her. He slid a finger inside then licked his way up to her ass. “Wow” I thought, “I love it when a guy does that.” He reached round and pinched her left nipple while she propped herself up with one hand and pinched the other. She was moaning louder and louder when he got up and grabbed his cock with one hand and parted her pussy lips with the fingers on his other hand. He guided his helmet to her wet pussy, but to me it looked far to fat to even fit in there. “Careful” she said with a slight nervousness to her breathy voice. Very slowly and very carefully he started to squeeze his helmet into her. She let out a slight groan as fat head popped inside her. He gave a couple of small pushes and pulls that visibly moved her lips in and out then in one move pushed the entire length inside her. This made her scream loudly with both pleasure and pain. She pushed her face into the duvet to stifle her vocal pleasure, but it was unable to silence her almost at all. I watched as my brother fucked his girlfriend in all kinds of different positions; she was on top, he had his finger in her ass, they did 69. The tape went on for nearly three hours! “How can I get a man like this?” I thought to myself. Everytime she came, I came. By the time Danny came in her mouth, we were all sweaty and tired; caught up in the moment, I lost myself and I thought I was there too!
I didn’t sleep much that night; my mind was in a million places all at once. Part of me thought what I had just done was the most disgusting thing anyone could do, another was thinking it was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen, another just wanted me to keep on playing with myself, but I was too sore for that! But the overriding thought that plagued me all night was that sooner or later Leanne or Danny are going to find out that I have that tape. How could I get it back to them without them finding out? By the time I woke up I’d come to the conclusion that I should just give back all the tapes and claim I hadn’t watched them. I knew Leanne wouldn’t believe me but I came up with a little lie that I thought maybe believable under the circumstances. I took the tapes back at the weekend when I knew Danny would be working. Leanne asked if I liked them and I said that I did, I also said that one of the videos I didn’t watch. “This one had you at the beginning of it, so I turned it off,” I said. “I’m sure you didn’t want me watching that?!” I said with a slight chuckle, trying to make her feel more comfortable with it. “Oh shit! Was it the one where Danny…” I stopped her. “No really, I didn’t watch it. That’s personal between you two and besides it’s weird. I don’t want to see my brother like that!” I think she believed me!
Over the following months I couldn’t get the thought out of my head of seeing that tape. Everytime I played with myself I thought of it. It got to the point where I wasn’t picturing the two of them having sex; it was just me and Danny doing it. I told myself that it was ok; as it was just a fantasy and that I wasn’t hurting anyone.
My fantasy was getting stronger and the need for him more desperate. I was no longer pulling guys when I went out; for me good sex is a must…no, a human right!… and to go months without any is like torture! But none of the guys who flirted with me in clubs and bars came close to Danny. When I went round to their place I would keep wearing skimpier and sluttier clothes. It came to the point where I was going round to theirs when I knew she wouldn’t be there, just so I could spend more time alone with him. I would turn up in the lowest cut tops with no bra and revealing so much cleavage that if I’d have jumped up my breasts would have fallen out! I stopped wearing any underwear at all and wearing the shortest of miniskirts, hoping that when I sat down he would take a look up. I’m not sure if he or Leanne ever did notice, because they never said anything, but they couldn’t have not noticed! My risks were getting more and more dangerous and I knew I had to put a stop to it. So I found myself surfing the net to see if I could find another guy who fitted the bill. (Along the way I found this site!) I did chat to guys who were as good looking as him but they just didn’t have the package. I also found guys who (said they!) had the package, but were mostly not that good looking. I came to the conclusion that I was looking for a fantasy, I was looking for my brother and that obviously wasn’t going to happen, so I started dating a guy who’d been chasing me for a while. He was kinda cute I suppose, but it didn’t go anywhere as I really wasn’t feeling anything for him.
Then one day, flirting with a girl on MSN, Gina, she asked me what my fantasies were. I told her some naughty things I liked to do in bed and she told me hers. We were getting really horny when she asked if she could phone me so she could hear me. She did and she was hot! She was a real dirty girl, she really loved hearing my fantasies and I was getting off on hearing her play with herself to my fantasies. Then she asked “What’s your dirtiest fantasy? A really taboo one!” I wasn’t sure whether to tell her or not, but “Hey,” I thought, “it’s only a fantasy.” So I told her about the tape, how much I’d fantasised about my brother and how much I’ve played with myself, thinking about him. She asked me if I would actually do it if I had the opportunity. “You try and stop me!” I joked. She asked me if I thought he’d want to fuck me, “I doubt it,” I said, “I’m his sister.” “Exactly, he might think the same way you do!” She said, only half joking. We came to the conclusion that it was a nice fantasy, but that’s all it was. We stayed in contact and played over the phone a few times a week for a couple of months, and then out of the blue I got a call at work from Danny saying he’d broken up with Leanne. He came round my house that evening and I gave him a shoulder to cry on. I won’t say what happened to split them up, other than he was right to dump her. He was really upset and couldn’t stop crying, it was a side of him that I had never seen before. We had always been close, but we were never really ones to hug each other. But this felt nice. It was like our relationship had grown to a different level. It was just a shame that he had to break up with someone for us to become closer, but I felt proud that he chose to come to me first to talk about his problems. I just sat there, on the very sofa that I had only days before played with myself over the thought of him, with Danny in my arms. I cradled his head into my chest, initially just to comfort him, but then wicked thoughts entered my head, as I looked down at his crotch. I had to clear them quickly as I came to my senses. He slept on the sofa that night. I couldn’t sleep with the thoughts going through my head. I came down to see if he was alright, he was sleeping like a baby. He still had all his clothes on and I toyed with the idea of stripping him off and putting a duvet over him, but I knew I would get carried away and do something I would regret. So I left him to sleep.
The next day I spoke again to Gina and told her what happened the night before. She teased me that that was the perfect time and opportunity to try and fuck Danny. I said that there was no way I would have done anything, especially in his moment of need and besides, there was no way I could know if he actually wanted to do anything. “Not that I’m going to do anything,” I said, “but how do you suppose I could go about actually fucking him?” “But you still don’t know if he would, do you?” She replied. So I asked “How can I find out if he would even entertain the idea? I mean, he is single now!” I was hoping she would say this and she did; “Do you want me to find out for you?” So we came up with a plan, after all I couldn’t ask him and I couldn’t get someone I knew to ask him; who knows what the reaction would be? We agreed that she would phone him and pretend that ‘a friend of hers gave me your number’1 And then ask him various questions about him, leading to the ultimate question; would he have sex with me given the chance. Then she would get back to me and tell me what he said. Sneaky eh?! But even I couldn’t just let her call him so soon after he split with Leanne, so we left it for a month, partly for his sake, but also to see if I still wanted her to do it, as when all this talk happens I get so horny and carried away!
So, a month or so later she called him and she did better than just relay what he said, she recorded the conversation; he it is in it’s entirety:-
Hello?
Hello, is that Danny?
Yep, who’s that?
I hope you don’t mind me calling, but a friend gave me your number and said that I might like you.
Oh right?
I know it’s a bit weird, but do you mind?
I suppose not. But who’s the friend?
She asked me not to say, but she said she used to work with you.
What’s her name?
She asked me not to say, ’cause she’s bi and she doesn’t want anyone to know.
But you know?
Yeah, but I’m bi too!
So who are you then?
Sorry, my name’s Gina. So can I take it you’re single?
Yep. You?
Yeah. So tell me all about you then. All I know is that she said I might like you.
Well what do you want to know?
Well, how old are? How tall are you? What do you look like?
I’m twenty nine, I’m six foot. What do I look like? I look like me!
Ok, I mean describe yourself to me, top to bottom, in detail!
(Chuckles) This is weird, but ok. As I say, I’m six foot, I’ve got short dark blonde hair, blue eyes…you wanna know about my body?
Of course!
Well I work out, so I’m quite well built, but not too well built…umm, I’ve got two legs and a bum! I don’t really know how to answer that!
What about your willy?
What about it?
What’s it like?
Substantial.
What you mean ‘substantial’?
It’s on the large side.
Really?!
Anyway, what about you? What do you look like and all that?
Well, I’m twenty two, I’m five foot one, I’ve got long blonde hair down to my bum, I’ve got blue eyes, slim size 12 figure and 36c breasts…and I’m bi.
Sounds nice to me!
So tell me more about you.
Like what?
I dunno, where you live, what you do for a living, what you like doing in your spare time, do you have any family, do you have any kids?
Calm down! One at a time!
Where do you live?
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What do you do for a living?
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What do you like doing in your spare time?
Well you know, going out for a drink with the lads, nothing wrong with a bit of footy…
That’s what you think!
Hey! Nothing wrong with football!
Less said about that the better! So, got any kids?
Nope.
Got any family?
Mum, Dad, and little sister.
How old are they all then?
Blimey, you don’t want too much do you?!
Come on, I just want to know all about you.
Well, Mum’s fifty four, Dad’s just had his fifty eighth and Lou is twenty five.
Do you get on with your sister?
Yeah, she’s great.
Tell me a bit about her.
Like what? Why do you want to know about her?
Just curious. I dunno, just tell me what she looks like, do you live with her?
Well she doesn’t live with me, no. What kind of description do you want then? Top to bottom?!
Yeah, go on then.
Umm, well, I’d say she’s about five-five, five-six maybe, blonde, curlyish hair to her shoulders, blue eyes like me, slim…anything else?
Go on, give me a full description of her. Her body, her boobs, her bum, her legs, everything!
Bloody hell! Who are you trying to chat up here? Me or her?!
Go on, you know I’m bi, I’m not being weird.
God! Well I’d say she’s about a size 8, probably a good 34d maybe 34dd, small bum, long slim legs.
Wow, she sounds hot! Is she single?!
I knew it! You’re just after her aren’t you?!
No, I called for you, but she does sound hot. Are you as hot as she is?
Hey, it must run in the family!
So you’ve noticed her boobs then?
You can hardly not notice them! They’re right there, know what I mean?
She flaunts them a lot?
Just a tad.
I like girls who show off a bit. What about you? You like girls like that?
Yeah, but I wish she wouldn’t be so blatant about it.
She’s always showing off her body. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a nice bod, but there’s a time and a place, you know?
Why, has she shown it off when you’ve been around?
She’s always around my place with the shortest of skirts on and…
And what?
Well…no knickers.
How do you know that?
It’s practically on display! I have to look away most of the time!
Why do you think she wears clothes like that when she’s at your house?
Oh, she blatantly fancies my ex. She was always flirting with her.
Your ex? So you’re not with her now?
That’s what ex means.
So she doesn’t wear that kind of stuff now you’re single?
I think she’s just in the habit of wearing it now.
Maybe it’s not her she fancies.
Eh?
Umm, well whoever she fancied she sounds right up my street.
I’m sure she would be. So have you really just called me up to chat about my sister?
Well to be honest I’m looking for a guy to have sex with.
Ok?
And if I’m really honest I’d like to have sex with you.
But you don’t know anything about me.
So tell me more.
Like what?
Tell me your fantasies.
We’ve only been talking for five minutes, so you first I think!
(Chuckles) Well, do you want to know what’s going through my head right now?
Go on.
That description of yourself and the description of your sister has kinda turned me on. So my fantasy at this very moment is for me to be the filling in a sandwich with the two of you!
Go on.
I’d love to strip you off and kiss your stomach.
Go on.
Then I’d love to pull your boxers off and suck on your cock.
Are you playing with yourself there?
Might be. Do you mind?
Go for it. As long as I can join in?! Tell me more.
Am I turning you on?
Yes.
Get your dick out for me.
Who said it wasn’t already?
Tell about your dick. How big is it?
You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.
So it’s big then? Come on, how big?
It’s ten and a half inches long and very thick.
Really?! I’d love that inside me.
I bet you would. So come on tell me more.
Well… I’d love to strip you naked in front of your sister so she can see you hard. Does that turn you on?
It’s turning me on all right!
So if I turned up at your door and stripped your sister off in front of you, would that turn you on?
Honestly?
Honestly.
Yes.
So if you had the opportunity to fuck your sister for real and no one would ever-ever find out would you?
If no one would ever find out? Honestly?
Yeah.
If no one would ever, ever, ever, ever, find out – and if she wanted to, of course, yeah I probably would.
Cool.
So would you….
Gina hung up the phone!
So, Gina called me back and played the message she recorded. My god, it turned me on so much! He had noticed me wearing no underwear! He had noticed how hot I am! He even got my description down to a tee! But was he just going along for Gina’s ‘fantasy’ or did he mean it? I had to know! I got Gina to phone him back and tell him that her battery went dead before. She asked him if he meant what he said before. He said “yes”!! Oh-My-God! “What do I do now?” I asked Gina when she got back to me again. Despite the fact that I now knew that he “probably would”, he didn’t know that I was behind the phone call. So I made the scariest decision of my life; “Tell him. Tell him I asked you to call him!” “Why don’t you call him?” Gina asked. “I’m too nervous. I’m physically shaking! Do it. Do it now! Tell him!” She said she would. I got off the phone with Gina and sat there in a daze. It felt like hours, but was probably only ten minutes waiting, then the phone rang. “Hello?” I said. “Lou, it’s Danny.” My heart pounded faster than it’s pounded before. “I’ve just had a call from someone saying they know you. Do you know a Gina?” I didn’t know what else to say, other than “What did she say?” My voice was shaking. “Is she having a wind up or something?” I felt like my heart stopped for a moment, then I just came out with it. “Danny…what she said was true.” I didn’t say another word. He was silent too. An age must have passed before he spoke again. “When…How…?” I interrupted his confusion. “Don’t ask. It’s just something that’s been going on in my head for ages. You don’t have to say anything.” He was still stuck for words, but said “Did…did she tell you anything I said?” My exited shaking had gone to fear. “I heard the whole conversation.” He still seemed lost. “How has this happened?” I then proceeded to tell him the whole story; how I saw the video, how I’ve thought about him, how I lusted after him, his body, his cock, how I knew Gina and how I’ve wanted him. It was without a doubt the strangest conversation I’ve had in my life! Then, I said it. “Danny…do you want to fuck me?” “Look,” he said “This is all probably a bit much to talk about over the phone. Let’s meet up tomorrow evening and talk about it when we’ve both had a night’s sleep over it. We might feel different in the morning.” He was right. But I knew I wouldn’t feel any different in the morning and I didn’t. The only difference in the morning was a feeling of extreme nervousness instead of my usual fantastic lust!
The next day was the slowest day of my life. I couldn’t concentrate at all at work and made about a million mistakes. My boss pulled me aside in the afternoon to give me a warning. He told me that I had to go over all the errors I’d made, even if it meant staying late. With the amount I’d made, I was going to be there till gone eight. I texted Danny that I was stuck at work, to which he thought I was chickening out. He said he would meet me at mine and he’d let himself in with the spare key he has. Well, if I was having any second thoughts about even having the conversation with him that was over. I rushed through work, probably missing half the mistakes I’d made, and got home at just gone half past seven. Danny was sitting on the sofa watching TV. I just looked at him, my face heating up with embarrassment, he looked back, but neither of us said a word. I plucked up the courage, stepped forward placing my handbag on the floor and said “Look, I’m going to make this really easy for you.” With that, I stood in front of him and started unbuttoning my blouse. His eyes glanced away, I told him to look at me, and he did. My blouse was now unbuttoned all the way. I wasn’t wearing a bra and I could see Danny looking at my cleavage between the material of my opened white blouse. “You can touch them if you want.” I said. He sat there with a nervous look on his face, so I picked up his hand and stood him up in front of me. I guided his hand to my left breast and pulled open my blouse so he could see it, then I placed his hand on it. His hand was warm. “Does that feel nice?” I asked him. “Yes.” He whispered. I looked him in the eye and he looked back. I leaned in and we kissed, lightly at first, then passionately. I ran my hands all over his body while we kissed, I ran my hands up and down his back, then squeezed his buttocks, they were firm and small. He did the same with me; he ran his large warm hands up under my blouse, feeling my smooth skin. It sent shivers down my spine. Both our nervousness was now gone and he slid my blouse off, dropping it to the floor. I tugged at his work shirt, pulling it from his trousers and grazed my nails up and down his back, this made him kiss me harder and he plunged his tongue deeper into my mouth, playing with mine, almost dancing together. I felt his hands wander down to my backside, pulling up my skirt, feeling and squeezing my bare ass. He slid a finger between my cheeks, reaching to my pussy, sliding it between my wet, smooth lips. I moaned into his mouth as he pushed his finger into my hole. I then pulled his tie off and threw it to the ground and ripped his shirt off, buttons pinging to the floor. His chest was smooth and muscular and I pressed my hard nipples against him. I ran my hands up to his head and combed my fingers through his hair, then pushed his head down to suck my tits. He took one into his mouth and sucked on it like his life depended on it. He then pulled his finger from my pussy and guided it to my mouth; it tasted sweet from my juices. He then started to kiss me between both breasts then down my stomach, he hitched my skirt up, exposing my pussy to him. He slid his finger back into my hole then kissed and licked my clit. I was ready to cum right there and then, but I wanted to hold it in, but then he sucked hard on my clit and I couldn’t contain it. My legs buckled under the intensity of the orgasm and I fell to my knees. We were both now on our knees and I couldn’t get up, my legs were so numb, so I told Danny to stand up, then I unbuckled his belt and slid his trousers down to his ankles, I pulled his feet from out of them and when I looked up I got the sight that got me started all those months ago; Danny’s’ massive cock standing proud. It looked like something that should belong to a porn star, not my brother. But here I was knelt down with it millimetres from my face. It was so long and so thick and veiny. I put my little fingers around it and they couldn’t reach my thumb. I started stroking his shaft and cupped his balls in my other hand. They too were massive, hanging low with no hair on them. I took one into my mouth and started sucking while I stroked his cock. I looked up to the tip of his fat helmet and could see a stream of precum trickling down his shaft, so I licked all the way up and savoured the taste. It was salty but sweet at the same time. I opened my mouth wide to take in his helmet, but it still was a squeeze between my lips. I took him all the way to the back of my throat and there was still more than half of his shaft outside to stroke on. I squeezed his balls and sucked on his cock then remembered a sight from the video. “Can you suck it for me?” I sat back on the carpet and watched as he bent down and took the head of his dick into his mouth. “That’s just fucking amazing!” I said. I watched him suck while I fucked myself with my fingers, my legs spread wide in front of my brother. It was almost like the sight I saw on the tape, only this was actually happening right now, right here. “I want you inside me. Now!” I demanded. He didn’t need telling twice. I laid back on the carpet with my knees in the air, he got between my legs and aimed his hard cock at my pussy. “This might hurt to begin with.” He said, warning me. I didn’t care if it did or not, I just had to have him inside me. I pulled my lips apart and he guided his cock to my hole. He squeezed the tip of his helmet into me, he was right, it did hurt. Then the whole of his fat head. It was painful, but he took it slowly, just nudging forward to begin with. “Do you want it deeper?” I just nodded and with that he slowly inched his way inside me. His cock slowly disappearing. My pussy had never been stretched so wide, but it felt so good. It was now about half way in and with one long, fast thrust he slid the rest in, all the way. My eyes were watering with pain and lust. He slowly edged out a little, then in again. I could feel every inch, every vein, even his fat helmet moving inside me. I could even feel his big balls slapping against my ass. It was amazing, the pain was subsiding and pleasure was taking over. I looked up from the view of his cock sliding in and out and gazed up over his pubic hair, over his strong stomach, up his toned chest, to his eyes that were fixed on mine. He fucked me harder than I’d been fucked before. He made me orgasm more times and harder than I’d ever done before. Only days before I was thinking I was mad for even fantasising about this, but now it was happening, I was thinking ‘why hadn’t we done this before?!’. Danny had an intense look on his face; he was about to cum. “Where do you want it?” He asked while slowing his strokes inside me. I really wanted him to cum inside me, but then again I wanted him to cum in my mouth, or my tits, or anywhere! “Cum on my tits,” I said, “I want to see your cum.” He started to withdraw his cock from my tight pussy, but as he was pulling out, I was clenching my grip on him. He pulled the length of his shaft out but his helmet was almost stuck at the tightness of my hole, so he rammed inside as hard as he could one last time and pulled out, this made him shoot cum over my open pussy, it shot over my stomach, over my tits, it even landed on my lips and chin! I’ve never seen so much cum in my life! It was everywhere! I licked up all the of the cum on my lips and my chin. Then I grabbed my tits and licked that up too. “I do hope you’re not going to leave a mess down there!” I said with a wide grin on my face. To which he licked up all the cum on my body, from my pussy to my tits. He gave me a big kiss with all his cum in his mouth. Yum!
I took him to bed with me and we held each other all night. I hoped we could do it again in the morning…and we did.

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Friday Night Poker

This is an introductory story with very little sex to it so be prepared for that. I’m planning on writing a sequel which will be almost all action I just wanted to separate the two and see how much interest there is in it. If you have any ideas or requests for the sequel let me know.

Unpaid Overtime #2

When we got to Jessica’s house, we got out of our vehicles, and walked inside. She had a two story house with a full basement. As we walked in, Jessica took her and Katie’s bras that she had from work, and threw them on the living room couch with her purse. Katie set her purse down on the couch as well.
“So, what do you guys want to drink?” Jessica walked into her kitchen and opened up a cupboard. It was her liquor cabinet. She had almost anything anyone would want in there. “Come here, pick your poison.”
Katie and I walked over to the cupboard and looked through it for a minute. “I’ll have a vodka-cranberry. You got cranberry juice?” Katie asked.
“Yup, it’s in the refrigerator. Jeremy? Whaddya want?”
“Oh, I’ll be easy, just a rum and coke. But make it a double. It’s been a long, hard week.” I looked at Katie, “No pun intended.”
Katie said, “Yeah right. No, I agree it did seem like a long week.”
Jessica poured our drinks and led us downstairs. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Jessica turned on the lights. Her basement was big; she must have had the wall taken out to create more room. It was set up like a large bar. Neon lights on the walls, a dart board in the corner, there was a pool table and a full wet bar with two taps for beer. It was very nice. “Look, there, the grand finale,” Jessica pointed to the opposite corner. She had a small stage built and s shiny silver pole went from floor to ceiling. “Let me turn on the stage lights, hold on.” Jessica walked over behind the bar, flipped a switch and three spotlights turned on all facing the stage.
“That’s great! I love your basement. It’s big.” I told Jessica as I took a swig of my cocktail.
“Thanks. Yeah, we took the bedroom walls out a couple of years ago to make more room.”
“We?” I asked.
“Yeah, my boyfriend at the time and I. We broke up about a year ago and I kept the house. Let’s not talk about him, he’s an ass hole! So, Katie, are you ready to make some money?”
“Uh, no, not yet. You know that I need to get a couple of drinks in me before I even get close to that thing. Let’s play some pool for a bit.”
“I knew you would say that. I know how much you like wood sticks and balls.” Jessica said, walking over to take the cover off of the table.
“Shut up, you like ‘em too, and you know it. I honestly wanted to play a game or two of pool.”
“Hey,” I chimed in, “I have an idea. Let’s play cut-throat. And, to make it more interesting, I think if when you miss a shot, you either have to take a shot or take an article of clothes off. What do you say?”
Jessica got a big grin on her face, “Hell yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Katie, you in?”
“Yeah, sure, why not. I’m probably gonna be the first one drunk and naked anyway. Why not speed up the process?”
“Sweet, I’ll let you two fight over who wants to break. I’ll go last.”
“Katie, you can break, you’re the guest. I gotta warn you Jeremy, I don’t lose often. Ask Katie.”
Katie nodded her head. “That’s fine; I haven’t played in a while, so I’m probably not that great anyway.”
I racked the balls in the triangle and Katie broke. The game went on and after a while, Jessica and Katie only had their underwear and skirts on. I still had my shirt, pants and boxers on, but it was my turn. I got the cue, and went on a rampage, clearing the table. “Huh, looks like I won. Sorry girls. Another game?”
“Sure,” Katie said. “Do we start completely over? Or do we stay like this?”
“That is up to you two.”
Jessica spoke up, “I say we start over and make it fair.” We all put our clothes back on and I broke, sinking the 7 ball. I lined up for my next shot when Jessica walked over behind the pocked I was shooting at. She turned around, and bent over, exposing her ass to me, and the small g-string that barely covered anything and split her right up the middle. “Oops, I think I dropped something. Let me grab it.” She stayed there, like that, until I shot the ball. I missed badly. “Huh, Mr. Pool Shark missed a shot. Katie, pants or shirt?”
“Pants.” Jessica came over to me, unbuckled my belt and undid my button and zipper. She pulled my pants down to my ankles and pulled them off. My erection was sticking almost out of my boxers. As Jessica stood up, she brushed her hand against my hard-on, making it pop out of the opening in the front of my boxers.
“Well, well, what is this?” She grasped it, knelt down and studied it closely.
“I think you’re supposed to put it in your mouth Jessica,” Katie said as she walked over to us.
“Oh, like this?” Jessica opened her mouth, aimed my cock at it and inserted me into her mouth. “Hmmmm. That is nice.”
Playing along, Katie walked up, got on her knees and said, “What does it taste like Jess? Let me try it.” Jessica removed my cock from her mouth, but still holding it in her hand, guided me into Katie’s mouth. “Wow that is good. I need one of these all the time.” Katie bobbed her head back and forth on my rod as Jessica stroked me. Katie reached up to her shirt and started to unbutton it.
“Oh no you don’t. You can’t get away with it that easily girl,” Jessica said. “I know what you’re doing. You still gotta get up on the pole and strip for us.”
“Damn, at least I tried to get out of it. Well,” Katie chugged the rest of her drink, “Let’s go then.” She stood up and walked over to the stripper pole. Jessica stood up, still with my cock in her hand, and pulled me gently over to the chairs in front of the pole. I sat down, Jessica picked up Katie’s and my glasses, walked over behind the bar, turned on the music and refilled our glasses.
Jessica walked back over and handed me and Katie our drinks. Katie had another sip, set her glass down and started to move with the music. Jessica filled up her glass again, and came and sat in the chair next to me. She handed me a paper-clipped stack of Monopoly money and had one for herself. I looked at it and grinned. “I can’t give you real money, I don’t make that much,” Jessica said as she took a drink then set her glass on the table. We started tossing our fake money at Katie as she danced. She turned around, bent over and grabbed her ankles. She slowly stood up, sliding her hands up her legs, over her ass, across her stomach, pulling her shirt up a little, and brought her hands to her hair, pulling it up on the top of her head. She reached out, grabbed the pole and spun herself around it, ending up sitting on the stage floor with the pole pressing up against her crotch. She brought her right leg up around the pole and turned so she was on all fours, facing away from us. She crawled backwards toward me, putting her feet on either side of my head, and backed her ass up to my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked the small string going up her ass crack. “That’s hot!” Jessica said.
Katie crawled back fully onto the stage, spun around on her knees, and slowly started to unbutton her shirt. Jessica and I each took a few fake bills and set them on the edge of the stage. Katie unbuttoned her shirt all the way, but left it on. She bent over and picked up the money by squeezing her tits together on it. She stood up on her knees, holding her tits, then let go of them, letting the money fall to the floor. She stood up onto her feet, turned around and started to unzip her skirt. She slid it down her legs, bending over at the waist, and kicked it off at Jessica. Jessica caught it and threw it to the side. Katie brought her hands up the back of her legs and slipped her thumbs under her g-string. “Yeah, take it off girl!” Jessica yelled over the music. Katie slowly slid her g-string down her ass, stopping half way. She stood up, turned around and opened up her shirt, baring her beautiful chest. I felt the blood rushing back into my cock so I took a few more dollars and threw them at her. I saw Katie’s eyes as they drifted down my body to my re-hardening cock. She slid her shirt off of her arms, twirled it around in the air laughing and threw it at me. I tossed it to the side and refocused on her body.
Katie reached for the pole again, and spun around it a couple of times. She got back down on all fours and started to crawl toward Jessica. Jessica took a couple bills and put them in her mouth. Katie, rolled around so she was on her back and scooted toward Jessica, ass first. “Come here sweetie, I have something for you,” Jessica said. Katie moved so her feet were on either side of Jessica’s shoulders and brought her pussy up to Jessica’s face. Jessica moved her face up and laid the money on Katie’s shaved mound right above her pussy, and then she grabbed her g-string with her teeth and pulled her head back. Katie scooted backward on her ass letting Jessica keep the g-string in her mouth. Katie was now naked except for her shoes. I looked over to Jessica and saw that she was looking down at my cock that was growing harder each second. Katie turned around, got up on all fours again, and crawled back to the pole. My eyes turned to her glistening pussy while Jessica’s were still fixated on my cock. I watched as Katie got up on her feet, keeping her hands on the floor, and spreading her legs. Her pussy and ass were right there, waiting to be touched. I reached out but she was too far away. As I brought my hand back to my lap, I felt Jessica’s hand grasp my hard-on.
“Huh, what’s this mister?” She started to slowly stroke my shaft. She brought her other hand over and slid my boxers off.
“Now that’s not real fair,” Katie said. “Jessica, you’re the only one with your clothes still on. Come on Jeremy, Let’s get her naked too. I reached over and peeled Jessica out of her shirt as Katie leaned down and slid her mini-skirt off, pulling her g-string with it, exposing her cleanly shaven pussy. Jessica spread her legs a little and returned her hand to my cock. Katie got back up on the stage and continued dancing. She lay down on her back, spread her legs and started to rub her pussy with one hand as the other one grabbed her breast. Jessica looked up to see this. We both watched Katie for a little while. Jessica then turned to me, leaned over and aimed my cock at her mouth. She stuck her tongue out and made circles around the tip. Katie crawled over behind Jessica and spanked her. “NO! That’s mine.”
“Oh, sorry,” Jessica said as she sat back up.
Katie got back on the stage on all fours again. She crawled over to me, looked at Jessica and said, “See?” She grabbed my cock and put me into her mouth. She slowly slid her head down, taking the length of my cock into her mouth. She got her lips all the way to the base of my shaft the first time down. When she brought her head back up, she looked at me and smiled. “Do you like that Jeremy?”
“Oh yeah, that’s great. You can do that again.” I said.
Jessica stood up out of her chair and walked over behind me as Katie swallowed my cock again. Jessica put her hands on my chest and ran her fingernails down my chest and then back up. As she did this, she pressed her tits into the back of my shoulders. I could feel her nipples sticking out and poking me. I brought one of my hands behind me, found her leg and started to rub her inner thigh. Katie pulled her head up, releasing my dick from her mouth, turned her head sideways and licked my pole top to bottom and back up. The feeling was amazing. I tried to slide my hand up to Jessica’s crotch, but with her shoes still on, she was too tall. I grabbed her leg and pulled her around to the side of me. I pulled her leg up and put her foot on my leg, opening up her legs right in front of my face.
I leaned over and started to lick and kiss her inner thighs as Katie continued the oral assault on my cock, taking me into her mouth and bobbing up and down. Jessica started to moan the more I kissed her thighs. I slid my hand around to her ass, squeezed it, and pulled her pussy into my face. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her clit. Katie pulled her head off of my cock and crawled up onto my lap. She sat down on my lap, pushing my cock up against my abdomen. She started to grind her wet pussy against my shaft. Jessica was getting nice and wet as I continued to lick her clit. I slid my thumb underneath her and inserted it into her wet slit. I brought my other hand to Katie. I found her stomach, ran my hand up to her chest, flicking her nipples with each finger as I went over them. Then, I took my hand, slid it down her chest, over her stomach, and down to her clit. My thumb landed on her clit and I started to rub it as she continued to grind on my cock. She started to grind faster on me the more I rubbed her. Jessica reached down with her hand, grabbed my cock, pushing Katie back, and started to stroke me. She stroked me a couple of times then aimed my cock down at Katie’s wet pussy. Katie raised herself up over my hard-on, and lowered herself onto me. This time, she was hot inside. It was nice and warm earlier, but now she was hot.
Jessica let go of my cock as Katie lowered herself all the way onto me and continued grinding. I never stopped licking Jessica’s clit; I moved my tongue faster over her clit. Jessica started to moan more. My brought my hand up from Katie’s clit to her chest and started to pull on her nipples. “Yeah, do that Jeremy. I love that!” I pulled harder on them and licked Jessica’s pussy faster. Jessica kept moaning more and more. “Shit, if it’s really that good Jess, you wanna switch? I need a good pussy licking.”
Jessica took her foot off of my leg as Katie stood up off of my cock. “Yeah,” Jessica said, “I want to feel his cock in my pussy.” They switched places. Katie put her leg up on me as Jessica had hers and Jessica positioned herself over my cock. She grabbed it and lowered herself on me. “Oh my God that’s big Kate.”
“I told you it was. I thought you could handle it no matter what size it was?”
“I though so, but damn,” Jessica replied. She lowered herself slowly half way onto my cock then she brought herself back up taking me out of her. She was trying to catch her breath. Jessica lowered herself again. I felt my head press against her wet slit as I started to lick and kiss Katie’s wet pussy. I ran my tongue from her clit, over her lips, to her g-spot and back. I could hear Katie start to moan a little so I moved my tongue around her clit faster. Jessica had re-inserted me into her and was trying to get her tight pussy all the way down on my cock. She was so tight it almost hurt. It felt so good to have such a tight pussy engulf my hard-on. She gasped and pushed herself down onto me and finally got the length of my cock into her. She sat there for a minute trying to catch her breath and make her pussy relax and open up to accept my rather large cock. Jessica slid back up and down again, moving slowly. I could feel her start to loosen and I could feel her juices lubing me up. She started to get more comfortable and began to move up and down on me a little faster. Katie was moaning now from my tongue going crazy on her clit. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her slit more. I moved my tongue down and stuck it into her pussy. She tasted so good. I pushed into her a few more times then returned to her clit. I brought my hand up to her crotch and stuck one finger into her. This was pretty loose so I stuck a second one in, then a third. I had three fingers in her snatch and my tongue on her clit. Katie was moving her hips back and forth with the movement of my hand and tongue.
Jessica was bouncing up and down easier now, taking the full length of me into her cunt. She started to moan louder the more she fucked me. I was pumping against her movements, making sure I was penetrating her all the way. Katie grabbed the back of my head and pulled me hard into her pussy. She started to scream and moan louder. She grabbed a handful of my hair, and said, “Open your mouth Jeremy. I’m gonna cu…OH SHIT! HERE IT COMES!” She yelled. I felt the small spray of her juice hit my tongue and lips. She tried to pull me mouth into her more but I couldn’t get any closer. I rotated my head side to side, keeping my mouth open around her pussy, but rubbing my top lip on her clit as much as I could, causing her to go crazy. The feel and taste of her cum in my mouth, made my balls tighten up. I twitched my cock inside of Jessica. She returned it by squeezing my cock with her already tight pussy.
“Oh my God Jess, I’m about to cum. I’m gonna cum!” I said in ecstasy.
“Go inside me. I love the feel of cum in my pussy.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I got my shot Wednesday. I’m good. Now fuckin’ cum in me.”
Her pussy tightened up around my cock more as I felt my balls push the cum up my shaft. I pushed up into her hard and let my cock explode into her pussy. Jessica screamed out of pleasure as she climaxed. She leaned toward me, grabbed my head out of Katie’s crotch and directed me to her chest. “Bite ‘em. Bite my tits,” she commended me. I obliged. I opened my mouth stuck my tongue out to find her nipple, and started to bite down on it. Katie reached her hand in between us and started rubbing Jessica’s clit. Jessica screamed more, tightened up her pussy and held her breath. I could feel her juices dripping down the base of my cock and onto my balls.
“Oh my God that was great!” I said, gasping for air. I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I mentally had to tell myself to breathe. I finally caught up with my heartbeat and pulled my head out of Jessica’s chest. I picked my head up and looked at Katie and Jessica. I was speechless, but they knew exactly what I was thinking. They each smiled at me, leaned down and kissed me, then each other. Jessica slowly stood up off of my cock, sliding it out of her dripping pussy. Katie bent down to lick Jessica’s juices off of me. She inserted me into her mouth, running her tongue over the tip, making me pull my sensitive cock quickly out of her mouth.
Jessica took a couple steps back and sat on the stage. I looked at her pussy. It was dripping wet and it appeared to be stretched out from my cock. “Look,” she said, pointing at her pussy. “I’m all wet and stretched out now. Damn that was a great fuck. Jeremy, your cock is amazing! I haven’t fucked like that in a long time. Holy shit.” She leaned back, putting her hands on the stage and caught her breath.
Katie stood up, letting my softening cock fall out of her mouth, and said, “You sure know how to eat a girl out too. That was great! I’m so glad I had the nerve to talk to you earlier. Otherwise, Jess and I would be out at some bar, getting hit on by some guys that we don’t even want to look at. Thanks for coming over.”

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Getting Wet With My Crush

I am a mature married woman and although I have been tempted many times, I have never cheated before. It’s easier to be good now that I have gotten older, but I still get some interesting offers. I am a tall brunette with green eyes and a curvy figure. I fantasize about sex all the time. I have not had a crush in forever, but there is this guy I can not stop thinking about who manages the hardware store up at the lake.

16 yr old Jerry and 14 yr old James

(this is mt first story and I suck at grammar and spelling I hope you like it and can read it)
My name is Jerry, I am 16, I am 5’6”, I have brown eyes and hair, I am chubby but not fat. I have a 5.5 inch penis which I am on the average size for an adult man. Unless you watch porn the guys on there are big, and the average size of them is like 7 inches. But I am ok with what I have, I have been masturbating for about 5 years now and I have done it at school a lot. I think that is my favorite place to jack-off. I am not gay or I don’t think I am, I believe that I am bi-couries.
I am in my tenth grade year at Fulton High School in Michigan. I am not in to sports but I love gym. I love seeing all the boys change. I am always last to enter the lockroom and leave it. Even knowing I have been watching the boys change for the past year in a half, but no one in my class is worth my time or my rep. But today is a little different, it’s the day before spring break and the 8th grades boys where here to check out the high school, like they do every year. They attend our classes and have lunch and by the end of the day they head back to the middle school to get their bus or their ride.
When I entered the lock-room I seen my friend Timmy we have been friends since like third. I think he is a good looking guy and I love to watch him change. Timmy was taking down his shorts and putting his white tee on. When a group of four 8th grade boys enter the lock room, scared out of their minds as the other boys where changing. The taller one I knew from my brothers yearbook, his name was James. He was about 4’9 to about 5 foot tall, his hair was black and he was sporting a shag hair cut, but his eye is what got me looking at him hard, they where blue, like the sky. His skin was pasty white. I could not stop looking at him. I was standing there by my locker when Timmy slammed his locker close to get my attention, saying Jerry” stop daydreaming and get your ass dressed.”
The locker room was empty the only one in there where me and the four 8th grade boys. I was sitting on the banch when the boys started to change into their gym cloths. I was still in my school cloths when James came over and asked if he could put his close into my locker. I said yes and told him my name, but he knew who I was from my little brother. So we started to talk about high school, as we were changing the other three left for the class. James had a nice 14 year old body no hair anywhere and when he lowered he pants he was wearing a pair of blue boxers. So I started to remove my shirt and pants too. I was wearing a pair of heart boxers my mom got me. When I looked up James was looking at my boxers and laughing. I asked what was so funny and he said that he would never wear heart boxers if his life was depending on it.
As James was putting on his gym shorts I seen his penis head poke out a little. It looked nice and this made me start to get hard. I tried to hide it but it was hard cause I had a tent in my shorts, so I turned around quick as James put on his tee, and put his cloths in my locker. I was praying to God that he didn’t see the tent. I said to James that I had to pee before I left the locker-room and I would see him in the gym, but now that he was alone and his friends left he said he would wait for me. I put my shorts on as fast as I could and I walk to the stall in the locker-room as I was putting my tee on.
When I enter the stall all I could do was think of James penis poking out of his shorts. So I though I would jack-off quick and then I would not have to worry getting a hard-on again. So I sat down pulling my shorts and boxers as low as they would go. Then I started to jack-off slowly cause I knew that James was out there waiting for me. As I start to go faster my balls started to slap on my hand as I down stroked. I have jacked-off here many time before and I would almost shoot as soon as I started. But this time was different. I had James waiting for me which I guess made me a little scared, cause I didn’t want to get caught. So as I got faster and my balls and foreskin start to make a slapping sound it must have been loud. Cause I soon seen James walk past the stall door looking in the crack. He stopped for a second and I meet his eyes. Then he walked to the stall across from me. He shut the door and I though I was safe and I open the door a little like I always do. Because even knowing I didn’t want to get caught I want to, that is what I liked about jacking-off at school you never know what will happen. When I cracked the door like not even an inch I heard James open his door and start to walk out of the stall. I was scared as hell that he would see me and tell. But it was to late I was about to cum and them James open the door and said what the fuck is taking you so long. I lowered my tee to cover my hard throbbing penis. And said I was sorry. Then I seen that James had a small tent too.
He entered my stall and locked the door and lifted my tee and asked if he could watch me finish. I said yes, because I need to cum. So I started to stroke my penis slow and fast, when he said that he wanted me to stand up so he could see my dick, like I said before it was 5.5 inches and had a small patch of hair above my shaft. He looked at it intensely, and said he like to touch it. I was so happy, I have never had anyone touch me sexually before. So I stood there with my hand on my hips as James right hand reached out shacking, grabbing my penis. I let out a gasp for air, his soft hands worked up and down my shaft and on the third stroke I shoot out three shoots of cum, all over his hand and tee. He laughed but I was sacred now that he had cum on him.
James still had a small tent in his shorts as he turned around the face the door, I bent down to pull my shorts and boxers back up. I said thank you to James and he said no problem he always want to see a boy cum. So as I was waiting for him to open the stall I turned and ask, in a shy and tumbling voice if I would like to watch him cum. I heart stopped and my mouth fell open and I said yes in a low hush as if it didn’t even leave my lips. Them James short and boxers where down to his knees. His penis was hairless just like his body and his penis was about 4 inches sticking up to the sky. James blushed when I looked his little body over. Even knowing I just came I got hard again at the sight of his body. James started to stroking his penis and I sat back down, to watch him. I smiled, and so did he. He asked it I wanted to touch him. And I said yes! So I was sitting down and he walked up to me a little so his penis was at mt face. I was the cute thing I have ever seen, it head glisten with pre-cum and he had a vain that poped out to the side, the head was curve up. I took it in my thumb and two fingers and started to storck his penis. He leg started to shake a little and he stood on his tip toes and let out a sigh as he came in to my hand. It was warm and stick, wasn’t as thick as mine. He smile and pulled his shorts up and walked out the stall tucking his tee in.
As we left the locker-room he said that he will talk to my brother and see if he could stay over sometime and we can do this again.
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Andrea + Dannielle p2

Once Andrea got the hang of rubbing herself off, her and Dani made it routine to watch each other right before they went to sleep. The girls were in the middle of their school year and learning many new things, including sex in health class. Andrea started becoming afraid of the thought of sex, even if it was just seeing her sister’s lovely pussy. Dani made it her mission to show Andrea there was nothing to be afraid of.
Dani, a virgin herself, knew so much about sex from watching countless hours of porn when her parents were gone at work on Saturdays. Andrea usually went to the mall this day, leaving Dani home alone with nothing but her fingers and a computer that opened the door to all sorts of kinky sex videos. She loved everything from bestiality to gay porn, but her favorite was incest. Something about it made her so wet and desperate. She ached for Andrea’s pussy on Saturday nights after long days of working her own.
Dani made sure Andrea knew to stay home one weekend so she could show her a “special surprise.” When the time came, Andrea was nervous. She feared they would get caught. She couldn’t imagine what that would look like to her mother. She’d be disgusted to see her twin daughters rubbing their cunts while watching men and women get their asses licked and fucked.
Dani wanted to go a step further. She wanted to feel Andrea’s pussy, to taste it. But first, she had to show Andrea that sex wasn’t bad or scary. She made a special list of videos to show to Andrea. It consisted of three videos. First was a typical video of a white man fucking a black woman missionary style.
The last two videos are where Dani really kicked it up and she knew she’d get Andrea with them. The second video was of twin brothers who took turns giving each other messy blowjobs and then they fucked each other. The third and final video showed two teenage girls performing oral sex on each other. The best part? The girls were twins.
Dani sat her nervous twin down in a seat next to hers and turned on the first video. After it progressed, Andrea started feeling wet. She liked how the woman’s tits jiggled every time the huge cock thrusted into her.
“She’s pretty…” Andrea said. She wanted to talk, but she was unsure of what to say. She figured that was a start.
“What else do you like about her?”
“Well, her nipples look real big. That’s pretty sexy. And her hips are big, too. Her skin looks so smooth and soft.”
“Most girls are like that.”
“Not me. I look weird.” Andrea lowered her head, ashamed. She felt ugly. Her and Dani were identical, but something seemed much more graceful and beautiful about Dani.
“Andrea, I think you’re perfect.” Dani reached over and squeezed Andrea’s hand. She smiled and hugged her sister, suddenly wetter than ever.
“Dani, I want to touch myself.”
“Me too. I’ll play the next video. I think you’ll like it.” Dani started playing the video of the twin brothers. The monitor showed two identically handsome men passionately kissing and flicking their tongues together.
“Whoa.” Andrea whispered. “Are they twins?”
“Yep. Just like us.” She smiled at Andrea reassuringly. She then stood and stripped. Andrea did the same. Both girls leaned back in their chairs and started slowly rubbing their clits.
They stared as one brother licked the other’s ass. The brothers both moaned, as did Andrea and Dani. Dani felt herself running out of patience and decided to skip to the third video.
Andrea smiled as soon as she saw it. She definitely liked the sight of tits and pussies. The twins in the porno rubbed each other’s pussies and then moved into a 69 position where they lapped up each other’s juices.
“Dani?”
“Hmm?”
“If, uhm… If I let you taste mine, can I taste yours? Just off our fingers, you don’t have to go down there.” She looked away, afraid to hear the answer. Dani reached into her pussy and covered her index and middle fingers with her juice. She told Andrea to take off her shirt and she did. Dani instructed her to close her eyes and focus on what she felt. Dani wasn’t sure of her next move, but she knew this was almost too good to be true and she couldn’t mess up.
She first kissed her sister on the lips. They hadn’t done this since the first time Dani exposed herself to Andrea and they both longed for it. She then forced her wet fingers into Andrea’s eager mouth. She sucked and swirled her tongue around them.
“Dani?”
“What, Andrea?”
“Do whatever you want. I want to learn everything.”
It was music to Dani’s ears as she bent down and once again pressed her lips to her sister’s. She moved them around and parted them to search for her sister’s tongue.
“Stick your tongue all the way out of your mouth.”
Andrea did so and Dani met it with her own tongue. She held it there for a second and then wiggled the tip of her tongue around Andrea’s. She then opened her mouth to take Andrea’s tongue into it. She sucked hard and Andrea moaned, excited by this new experience. Dani gathered more of her pussy juice as she continued making out with her sister. She smeared it all over Andrea’s puffy nipples and then rubbed it in.
Dani released her mouth from Andrea’s and moved it to the large nipples before her. She flicked one with her tongue and then took it into her mouth where she sucked and bit. Andrea began screaming. This new sensation was driving her crazy. She felt like her nipples were attached to her pussy; she felt just as good down there.
Suddenly Andrea’s legs started shaking and she had an orgasm. She didn’t squirt like she usually does, but she didn’t think she would since Dani was only stimulating her nipples. She panted hard as Dani climbed back into her chair.
“Your turn.”
Andrea, so turned on by the pleasure she just felt from her sister, lunged at Dani and passionately kissed her on the mouth. She had new confidence about her actions and she rubbed her hand down Dani’s body and then met her wet, soft pussy.
“I like the taste!”
“Take more, Andrea. Taste your sister’s pussy.”
Dani moaned as Andrea reached down and gathered juice onto her small fingers. She brought them up to her mouth and touched her clit as she sucked.
“Is it good? How does my pussy taste?” Andrea glanced up at Dani. She was biting her lip, amazed at how sexy the situation was. Andrea pulled her fingers out of her mouth and once again coated them in Dani’s pussy juice. She forced her fingers into Dani’s mouth. She felt so aroused as her sister’s tongue worked its way around all of her fingers.
“I want more, Dani.”
“Take more, sissy. It feels so good and you look really sexy right now.”
Without warning, Andrea got on her knees and lifted up her sister’s legs in one swift motion. Her face was inches away from the one thing she wanted most. She moved her face to Dani’s pussy so her nose was touching it. Dani was panting and getting wetter by the second. Andrea stuck out her tongue and licked from her sister’s tiny hole up to the large clit, where she sucked and nibbled.
Dani began screaming and within seconds, she was squirting. She didn’t have time to warn Andrea and her face ended up coated with her twin sister’s cum. Dani quickly stood up, knocking Andrea to the floor.
Dani, still shaking from her orgasm, pushed Andrea so she was laying on the floor. She moved her face close to her pussy and performed the same treatment, except she was able to reach her sister’s asshole with her tongue. This drove Andrea wild. She screamed and kicked and squirted on Dani’s face and in her mouth.
Once Andrea finished, Dani gave her a final lick and slithered up next to her sister. She cradled Andrea and placed her head on her chest. Both girls sat and relaxed and neither of them could wait for night to come.

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SHOPLIFTER SURPRISE

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009I like to think of this happening to me … but take it as fiction (all names and places have been changed, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental).
They had set me up! And they had done it so neatly that there was no way out. I stared at the two women in shock and dismay. There was no alternative – I was going to have to do whatever they wanted – anything at all.
I was fifteen and a half years old, although I looked two or three years older – a fact which caused me a lot of bother, with older boys and men constantly making passes or dirty remarks. The reason for this was partly my height – I am five foot nine inches – but most of all my bust. My family all have big boobs, inherited from my grandmother who came from somewhere in northern Italy. From her I also have my straight black hair, which I had grown quite long; at school I kept within the rules by platting it into two pigtails, which came to just below my collar. My tits had developed early, and were probably the largest of any girl in my year at school – perhaps even of the year above as well. I kept them firmly enclosed in a plain white bra, though its uplift did give me a striking profile and cleavage – I hid the latter from view, but couldn’t disguise my breasts’ jutting prominence. It wasn’t that I didn’t like my breasts – I had become used to them now, and was much less self-conscious – but I was fed up with their effect on the male sex and the boorish behaviour that resulted. Not only were the boys at school constantly trying to get their paws on them, but they treated me as if I was just an appendage to my bust. In particular, they acted on the assumption that the bigger a woman’s breasts, the smaller her brains. This was far from the case – I was clever and ambitious, worked hard, and was predicted straight A grades in the important exams next summer. I was aiming to go to Oxford or Cambridge university when I was 18, and then on to a professional career – certainly not to settle for being a boring housewife and mother.
My Tuesday afternoon timetable was sport with no last lesson afterwards, so I was free to leave school an hour earlier than normal. I always used this to spend some time in the town centre, going to the library or window-shopping, sometimes with a friend but usually on my own. One of my favourite places was our medium-sized branch of a national chain of department stores, and I enjoyed looking through the clothes and – in particular – the lingerie department. On this particular Tuesday I had been admiring some flimsy items of underwear in lace-edged black which were very sexy and adult-looking, and then I looked through the party dresses for teenage girls – there was one I had been thinking of buying, and I tried it on in the changing rooms, but the only size they had in stock was a bit too tight. With regret, I gave it back to the assistant, picked up my satchel and sports bag, and headed for the exit. Just as I was about to go out, I felt a grip on my sleeve and heard a polite but firm voice saying: ‘Just a moment please, young lady, I must ask you to come with me’. It was the store security officer, who I had seen quite often before, particularly when I was in the lingerie section. She was an imposing black woman, aged around 30; she was taller than me, and looked like a former athlete – she was trim and fit, with well-muscled arms and legs, but also full-figured and shapely around the waist and hips. I was not alarmed, thinking there was some mistake – whatever it was would be easily cleared up, and it would waste less time if I went with her and sorted it out. So I was quite calm as I accompanied her through to the back of the store and down a quiet corridor to a door marked ‘Duty Manager’, at which she knocked.
I was ushered ahead of her, into a rather bare and utilitarian office. There was a couch against one wall, a couple of basic chairs, some filing cabinets, and a desk behind which sat a poised, capable, but rather severe-looking woman in her mid 30s. She had dyed blond hair cut in overlapping layers, in a quite short ‘businesswoman’ style, trimmed around and behind her ears and cut to the nape of the neck. She was wearing a dark grey jacket which offset a pink blouse; I saw later that she also had a matching grey skirt which was quite short and tight, with a slit vent at the back, and black calf boots. She took off her glasses and laid them next to some paperwork, and regarded me steadily. ‘Is this the one, Melissa?’ she asked the security guard, who nodded and said: ‘Yes, Miss Campbell’. I began to feel a bit less confident, but interrupted at once: ‘There’s been some mistake – I don’t know what all this is about!’ ‘We’ll see then, shall we,’ calmly replied the manageress, and she asked if I had bought anything in the store that day. I said no, explaining that I had tried on the dress but the fit hadn’t been right. ‘OK,’ said Miss Campbell, and she cleared the papers from her desk into a drawer before rising and walking around to the front. The black woman turned a key in the lock of the door, and then placed my satchel and kitbag on the vacant desktop. ‘Open these, please’, instructed the security guard. Foolishly thinking that this would clear everything up, I unzipped my sports bag – and gave a gasp of dismay. Lying on top of my kit were two pairs of the expensive black panties that I had admired in the lingerie department, still with their store price tags and labels. My breath was taken away for a moment, my stomach gave a sickening lurch, and I sat down heavily in one of the chairs. ‘I don’t know – I don’t understand – I didn’t’, I stammered, and then with a wail ‘They’re not mine!’ ‘Indeed they aren’t, young lady’, said the manageress grimly, ‘as you did not pay for them’, and the black woman standing behind my chair gave a gruff laugh. ‘Please, you must believe me’, I said desperately, ‘I don’t know how they got in there – I didn’t put them there!’ ‘Oh, yes?’, said Melissa derisively, ‘who did – the pixies, was it?’ I felt bowled over, and close to bursting into tears: I was a good girl, I’d always been a good girl and obeyed all the rules – how could this be happening to me?
I was in a daze as Miss Campbell explained that it was company policy to prosecute all shoplifters, whatever their age. She then reached up to a shelf in the corner and brought down a small video camera, which I hadn’t noticed was there. The manageress told me that it had filmed me from coming into the office to the discovery of the stolen items; its evidence, together with the in-store camera which showed me looking at and fingering the panties in the lingerie department, would ensure that I was convicted however much I protested my innocence. The black security officer alarmed me even more by saying that I would be sent to a reformatory or perhaps even prison. ‘A pretty young thing like you – they’ll eat you up,’ gloated Melissa. As I looked at her in horror, I could see the lustful way she was looking at me – and with shocking suddenness I realised who had put the panties in my bag, and why the security guard had known to stop me. The bitch had planted them on me herself – she often watched me in the lingerie department, which I had put down to the usual knee-jerk store suspicion of young people, and she knew what I had been looking at. Whilst I was in the changing room trying on the dress, my bags had been left at the attendant’s desk ‘for security’, and that was when the items had been inserted. I turned to the manageress to launch my accusation, but the words died on my lips – for she was regarding me the way a spider would a fly, and with redoubled fear I realised that she was part of the set up as well. I swallowed with a gulp, biting my lip. I was at their mercy – they knew it, and now so did I.
Miss Campbell rested her trim buttocks against the side of her desk, regarded me coolly with one eyebrow raised, and reached for her telephone. She knew from my expression that I had finally understood my situation, and with a half-smile she asked: ‘So, shall I phone for the police?’ ‘NO!’ I squealed desperately; ‘Please – please don’t!’ I knew that even if I didn’t get sent to jail, a criminal conviction would end my chances of getting into a top university or ever having a professional career – and I would do whatever was necessary to avoid that. I had a dawning suspicion of what that might be, but drew a shaky breath and said pleadingly: ‘I’ll do anything – please, don’t – I’ll do anything you want’. ‘Really – anything?’ queried the manageress. I closed my eyes for a moment, and accepted my fate: ‘Yes,’ I mumbled, ‘whatever you want, I promise.’
The manageress looked at me for a long moment, and then smiled in anticipatory satisfaction. I was certainly an attractive prospect for any predatory lesbian, with the combination of my blossoming figure and naive innocence, all prettily packaged in traditional school uniform. I was wearing sensible black shoes and white socks which came nearly up to my knees; above this was my grey pleated uniform skirt, which I wore at the regulation length of one inch above the knee. This was topped with a white buttoned shirt and striped school tie, and my navy blue blazer. Miss Campbell ordered me to stand up and take off the blazer, after which she grasped my tie and used it pull me close to her. Although I suspected what was in their minds, it was still a shock when I felt the manageress put her hands on my breasts and squeeze them firmly through the material of my shirt and bra. At the same time, the black security officer stepped up close behind me and ran her hands from my shoulders down my back, ending by squeezing my ass and then pulling my grey skirt up towards my hips. Miss Campbell loosened my tie a little, but then let go of it and unbuttoned my shirt. I made no resistance or protest as it was tugged out of my waistband and then back off my shoulders; Melissa undid the cuffs and the shirt was removed completely and tossed across to the couch. ‘Oh, my!’ said Miss Campbell as she admired the size of my breasts and their upswell in the bra, ‘Well-spotted, Melissa, this one’s a real peach’. She left my tie on, but tugged it towards one side so that it lay across my right breast rather than between them.
The next move was made by the imposing black woman. She reached under my armpits and grasped a bra-cup in each of her large and powerful hands, and then began to massage and squeeze them. This began to set off funny feelings, first in my breasts, then in my stomach, and then lower down – I felt my nipples responding to the attention by swelling erect, and I became aware of a loose and damp feeling between my legs. Melissa unbuckled my bra, and it joined the shirt on the couch. As I looked down, I could see the contrast of her black hands on the creamy white flesh of my boobs, stroking them and tweaking the nipples, and this vision and the feel of her warm firm grasp was starting to arouse me. I had never really thought of sexual relations with women before, though I had realised that I felt no enthusiasm for being poked with a male penis; I had thought it was just a matter of time and boys would somehow interest me when I was older, but my second and greatest shock of the day was the realisation that they wouldn’t. This was far more exciting and satisfying, and these masterful mature women were compelling in their raw sexuality. I found that I was thrilled by the fact that they desired me, that my body was arousing their lust, and I discovered that I wanted to be taken by them. I felt myself becoming wetter and looser in the vagina, and my shoulders went back to raise my breasts and proffer them to my conquerors. I breathed huskily: ‘Do anything, anything you want’, and Miss Campbell at once picked up on the change of my pose and my tone of voice. She gave me a full appreciative smile and then glanced at my panties, which were now on view as Melissa had pulled up my school skirt and rucked it around my waist. I shifted my feet to spread my legs a bit wider apart, and the manageress dropped her hand to cradle my Venus mound through the thin and damp material of my white school knickers. She felt my softness and wetness, and then pulled the elastic waistband of the knickers outwards with her left hand and slid the right hand down inside. I gave a gasping moan as the palm of her hand slid electrifyingly across my lower stomach and then found my cunt. She slipped her fingers through the hair, which was not long as I trimmed it about once a week, and found my opening. I shuddered in arousal as her thumb slid up and down my slit, prising it open. She caressed me intimately, and then withdrew her hand and looked in pleasure over my shoulder at her partner in crime, who through all of this had continued to grope and fondle my ample breasts. Miss Campbell offered her finger to the black woman, who sniffed it appreciatively and then licked it clean of my juices.
Miss Campbell hooked her fingers into the sides of my knickers, and slid them down over my hips; without needing to be told, I stepped out of them, and spread my legs wider still. I was now naked apart from my school tie, the grey skirt bunched around my waist, and my knee socks and shoes. I felt exposed, wonderfully vulnerable and totally available. The manageress knelt in front of me and pushed her index finger into my vagina. ‘Are you a virgin?’ she enquired. I said truthfully that I had done it a couple of times with boys at parties, and hadn’t enjoyed it – but my hymen had been broken. ‘That’s good’, she said decisively, standing up and taking off her suit jacket. I was instructed to unbutton her blouse, which I did with trembling fingers, half eager and half afraid. When it was discarded I found that she was wearing a sexy bra in navy blue, which was displaying to advantage a pair of breasts that were average-size but pointy and still firm. The next instruction was to kneel and undo her skirt, and I gave a gasp of wonder when I found that beneath it she had a matching blue suspender belt holding up her stockings, with the ensemble completed by skimpy thong panties over the top. Together with her black boots, it was a mouth watering sight, and I hardly needed the encouragement of her hand on the back of my head to bring my face forwards and kiss her crotch. She pulled down and threw aside the thong panties, leaned her bottom against the edge of the desk, and spread her thighs apart. I could see the puffy lips of her labia protruding from her vagina, and it drew me like a magnet. I rested on my knees, gripped behind her thighs with each hand, and for the first time in my life experienced the wonderful taste, texture and smell of another woman’s pussy. It was deeply arousing, redoubling my own wetness, and I gave a sudden squeal as I felt a large finger enter me there from behind and roughly probe me. The black woman had stripped off her uniform jacket, shirt and tie, and had dropped down behind me, reaching between my spread knees to explore my tight young cunt. She began to frig me forcefully with her right hand, and then brought her left around to resume the groping of my tits.
I slapped my tongue up and down the slit of Miss Campbell’s vagina with enthusiasm but little skill, but she was turned on by my innocence – and even more by her success in corrupting and seducing me. ‘Push it in, you silly bitch’, she gasped, and I did my best to follow her instructions, shoving my tongue in where there was less resistance and then slurping it around. After a while, I felt a nub which I correctly deduced must be her clitoris, and focused my efforts on that. ‘Ah, yes! Better,’ she gasped, her legs spreading wider and her hips starting to judder and thrust. Finally she orgasmed, after which she pulled me to my feet and gave me a passionate French kiss.
‘Very nice,’ said Melissa from behind me, ‘now it’s my turn, and I’m gonna fuck you, baby’. My fear returned a bit, and I looked at her wide-eyed in a way that turned her on even more. Before I could say anything, she roughly pushed me forwards so that the edge of the desk caught the top of my thighs and I went face down across it, with my ass sticking out backwards over the edge. Miss Campbell went back to her side of the desk, in front of my face, and gripped my forearms so that I could not have risen if I had wanted to. In fact I didn’t, partly because I was too unsure, but mostly because in this position Miss Campbell’s sweat-soaked pussy was right in front of my face. I stuck out my tongue, and with a grunt of pleasure she shifted nearer so that I could resume my oral caresses.
My uniform skirt had fallen back to its normal position whilst I had been eating out Miss Campbell, but now I felt being it being lifted from behind and pushed up to my waist, exposing my private parts. I looked over my shoulder, and gave a small squeak of alarm. The security guard had removed her skirt and panties, and was resplendent in black boots, black hold up stockings, and a black bra – but what had caused my concern was that she was also wearing a black plastic strap-on cock, which looked enormous. She stepped between my spread legs before I could instinctively close them, bringing the knob of the dildo to rub against my pussy lips. Then she pushed a finger into me, coated it with my juices, and rubbed this as lubricant on the plastic phallus. I managed ‘Please’, intended to be the start of ‘please be gentle’, but the rest was lost in a shriek as she shoved the dildo into me. It went further than I would have believed possible on the first thrust, and further still after she slowly withdrew it and then rammed the battering-ram in again. I felt her hands on my shoulders as her powerful stomach muscles flexed the dildo in and out in a faster rhythm. Then, in a moment of delicious ecstasy, she ran her fingernails slowly down from my shoulder-blades to my buttocks, ending with pinching, squeezing and lifting these. The sensation was amazing, and it both relaxed me and opened me up further – unbelievably, I felt the dildo slide in a further inch. I had never felt so filled and stretched, so totally possessed, and I surrendered completely to the experience. I was whimpering and moaning, and would have been thrashing round all over the desk if Melissa had not been firmly gripping my hips and Miss Campbell holding my forearms. My stomach was sweat-slicked and pressed flat against the unforgiving wood of the desk top, and its sharp edge bruised my thighs as Melissa heaved in and out of my cunt. I had never felt anything like it, and the experience of being taken by these two women who were twice my age, and of being mercilessly fucked by the tall dominant black woman, completed my conversion. If this was lesbianism, I wanted more.
I don’t know how long my roller-coaster ride of a fucking lasted, but I can still recall it vividly. After a few minutes, when I thought I might explode, Melissa paused for a second and took her hands off my waist. She seized my pigtails as if they were the handlebars of a bicycle, jerking my head upwards and arching my backbone, so that my ass jutted out and my cunt was presented at an easier angle for driving the dildo in with straight hard strokes. Miss Campbell let go of my arms as my front was pulled up, and instead grasped my breasts, partly supporting my weight whilst she tweaked and pulled on my nipples. This added to the overpowering sensations, as Melissa drove the dildo all the way up my cervix, spitting me and stretching me wide. With an incoherent moan, I came in a cascading wave of orgasms that were far beyond any of my previous fumblings with boys or inexpert attempts at masturbation. This was the real thing – shuddering, convulsive jerks of my hips and pelvis, pouring wetness from my pussy, and blistering pleasure exploding in my head and down my backbone. As I collapsed inertly, Melissa withdrew the strap-on and Miss Campbell released her hold on my arms. For several minutes I lay spent on the desktop, gasping like a landed fish. Then Melissa drew me upwards and took me in her arms, with my rounded pink breasts rubbing against her even larger dark ones. She gave me a warm smile that transformed her face and kissed me gently, exploring my mouth with her tongue. ‘One more thing, and then you can go,’ she said. Setting me back on my feet, she went to one of the filing cabinets and came back with an enormous vibrator which she handed to me. The black woman then lay across the couch, spread her legs open, and instructed me to make her come by licking her tits and fucking her vagina with the vibrator. I obeyed with alacrity, working the vibrator into her with see-saw circular motions, and sucking on the wonderful melons of her ripe black breasts. I was amazed that she took the whole length of the vibrator, and began to shove it in and out in a steady rhythm. Just as my hand was beginning to tire, she arched her back and let out a rasping noise from her throat. She grabbed my hand and rammed the vibrator in even deeper and held it there for a long moment, her eyes squeezed tightly shut and her mouth open. She panted for breath, gave a sudden cry, and then went limp. I looked down at her in wonder: had I just done that, made a grown woman come with complete abandon? I could get to enjoy that. Melissa opened her eyes, licked her lips, and said to me: ‘Well done, honey, you’re a quick learner.’
Whilst the two women got dressed, I used the towel from my sports kit to rub myself down, and then put on my school skirt and shirt. However, I left my underwear in the bag: my tits and cunt were too sensitive to wear anything next to them, and I relished the feel of open air around my pussy – and the sensual knowledge that I was naked under the skirt. Before I closed my bag, Miss Campbell removed the store tags from the sexy black panties and handed them to me. ‘With the management’s compliments’, she said with a smile, ‘I think you’ve earned them.’ I stammered my thanks, and turned to leave – but at the doorway I stopped and looked back at them. Hesitantly I said: ‘I’ll be coming to the store again next Tuesday – I’m such a naughty girl that perhaps you should search me again.’ They smiled slowly, and nodded once.
This happened in 1986. The store isn’t there any more, and now I live in another town. But however many women I have opened my legs for since then, I will never forget my first time – every second of it is fresh in my memory.

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Massage Gone Awry

This is a true story. I have given hundreds of massages to athletes and nothing ever happen, then my friend asks me to do him a favor and give his extremely hot wife a massage.

Fiona…it’s time for your arse

I’d ben waiting at home thinking about fiona all day. I’d raided her panty draw and wanked myself off 4 or 5 times reliving the amazing events of the morning. I was hoping that fiona arrived home at her normal time of 5 o clock, this’d give me nearly half an hour with her alone to see if this mornings events were a once in a lifetime fuck, or weather fiona really was as desperate for cock, as she had been this morning.
As she was the clock ticked round toward 5 i thought about how i’d acted with fiona. I couldn’t believe the ease in which she dropped her knickers, for her daughters boyfriend of all people. Maybe fiona had been neglected for that long by her useless fella, that any cock was now required to satisfy her wanton needs. I was more than happy to be the cock she chose to use.
Fionas car pulled up outside at bang on 5 o clock. I positioned myself in the kitchen and waited.
As the door opened fiona was greeted with the sight of my 6.5″ fat cock pointing at her, trousers round my ankles. She stepped into the kitchen and shut the door. Fiona put her bag on the side and stood looking at me, her gaze moving up and down from my eyes to my shaft. She held her gaze on my dick, the same dick that 7 hours earlier was balls deep in her wet pussy.
“Are you still wearing the knickers fiona?, let me see”.
She carried on looking at me for a good minute, i thought she was about to speak, maybe to say that this morning was a bad idea and it could never happen, or maybe to say…….well i dont know i wasn’t gonna hang around to hear her call it off. I had to get control whilst i knew she was at her weakest, she couldn’t of changed her mind from this morning, she was gagging for a fuck. Christ sake the whore hadn’t come for about 8 yrs.
“Well, show me your knickers”.
A minute later fiona hoisted her skirt around her waist, her black lace knickers showing streaks of dried spunk.
“Did you like wearing them knickers today fiona, did you like the feel of my come drying against your skin?”
“Yes”
“Could the other people in the office smell the drying come fiona, could they smell your love juice mixing with my come this morning?, oh i hope so you slut, i hope the blokes could smell what a whore you are”.
“I did get some funny looks, some of the blokes did linger around me”.
This made my cock grow harder, the thought of other blokes thinking she was a slut, and possibly wanting to fuck her really got me horny.
It was now ten past 5 and i wanted my cock sucking. “suck my fucking anyway whore they’ll be back soon”.
“We havn’t time”.
“Listen slut, i want my cock sucking so fucking suck it”.
“Aaahhhh there we go fiona theres a good old whore”.
For the next 15 mins she blew my dick like an expert hooker, sucking my balls again and flicking her tounge over my helmet. God it felt good, god i wanted to plough her right there and then but knew i couldn’t. I yanked her panties down her thighs, pushing her legs apart as far as the lace knickers would allow. Fiona continued to swallow my shaft sucking as hard and as fast as she could to get the spunk from my balls.
I rammed 3 fingers right up her cunt making her gasp on my dick. like a good whore she hardly broke stride and sucked and sucked as i mashed my fingers hard into her pussy. We were racing each other to bring each other off.
“Fuck oh fuck aarrrrrgggghhhhh ” i pulled out and blasted her 38yr old face. 6 gloubles of sticky sperm coated her face and ran down it hanging from all of her features. I held her bent hammering her hole until she clasped her thighs togther and came on my hand.
I put my cock away and fiona went to clean up, a minute later alice and my missus came back from work. God how lucky.
The evening was pretty much normal. We all ate dinner, apart from the piss head dad. He rolled in about 9ish, pissed as usual. After abusing fiona and crashing into a few things he pissed off up bed.
At 10 o clock my missus went upto bed as she had a real early start, that left me and fiona alone. For half an hour we sat watching tv not speaking a word. I was waiting for faith to drop off to sleep.
I spread out on the sofa oppisite fiona and loosened my belt and unzipped my flies. Fiona heard the zipper go as i seen her have a little look from the corner of her eye. I pulled out my dick and began wanking myself off, staring at fiona the whole time.
“Oi slut ” i said to fiona not to loud but enough for her to hear.
She looked up from the tv across at me pulling at my knob.
“Take off your bottoms, spread your cunt and play with yourself”.
Fiona didn’t protest, she stood up and removed her bedtime shorts. Laying back on the sofa oppisite me she spread her legs. Her pussy still looked red and inflammed from the earlier finger battering.
“Wider, pull your lips apart”.
She slayed her lips showing me the pinky fleashy folds, her fingers were stroking and probing all over her sex. I watched and wanked from the other side, urging her on as her breaths became shorter and her low moans louder.
“Go on fiona bring yourself off for me, come all over your hand, go on , go on, harder harder rub your clit, thats it whore rub your clit”.
Fiona hammered away for anothercouple of minutes before groaning and releasing more pent up love juice. She lay with her legs splayed in no hurry to cover herself, not worried about us being discovered. I stood and walked over to her sofa, my cock pointing and swinging in front of me. I think fiona thought and probably hoped i was gonna plunge it right into her vacant hole. Instead i knelt between her legs and ate her pussy and rimmed her arsehole. It tasted like heaven down there, sweet and wet. I smeared her anus with her juices and inserted my middle finger into her tightest hole.
“oohh ooohh yes thats nice, finger my bum, ooh oooh it’s a long time since anythings been in my arse”.
Fiona panted.
“Believe me fiona this is not gonna be the only thing in your ass tonight, and it wont be the last either”.
I stood up after bringing her off with my tounge and fingers. Flipping her legs over my shoulders i lined my fat girth up at the entrance to her cunt. With my arms on the outside of fionas legs i was able to squeeze them togther, she was definately gonna feel my girth again tonight. Rubbing it up and downher moist slit a few times wetting my penis i then forced into her hole for the second time that day.
He pussy felt so so tight as i squeezed her thighs togther my foreskin pulled tight back as her cunt walls sucked in my shaft. Once balls deep i pulled out to the tip, slighty released the grip allowing a bit more room for my cock, my cock still totally stretching her mature pussy, then rammed it back home once , twich , three times each stroke harder and deeper than the last one, my strokes trying to hammer my 6.5″ as deep as possible. With her legs up over her shoulders i did manage to get deeper inside my mother in law.
“Arrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhh”. Fuck she screamed a bit louder than she probably should, but with a fat cock slamming into her who could blame her. Fiona came twice on my cock in this position before i pushed her away for a couple of minutes rest. Sitting back down on the sofa fiona sucked my dick for a bit, tasting her own pussy on my slick dick.
I grabbed her and pulled her on top off me, facing away from me. I lifted her arse up and dropped her pussy back down onto my cock. Fiona put her feet on my thighs and started bouncing up and down. If anybody had come down they would of got the shock of their lives.
Fiona rode my dick untill i filled her cunt with sperm. She sat still on my dick for 5 minutes, spent from her efforts. I pushed her off onto the floor and she landed onto all fours, her arse in the air. I lent forward and plunged my index finger straight into anus, the amount of fucking and love juice it slip in to the last knuckle. I worked her anal passage untill i had 2 fingers pumping her. I thought to myself that she was ready for some dick in her arse.
“You ready for a nice fat cock in your arse slut”.
“Yes ohh yes fuck my ass, fuck my ass”.
“Slut again as i did with your pussy, i want you to say that my ass is yours as my dick slides in, ok whore?”
“Yes yes, get it in my ass”.
Fuck, fiona was gagging for it. My helmet forced at her tight entrance, slowly slipping inside. i spat on her ass and my shaft as i trid to force past her splincher.
“Reach round and pull you cheeks apart whore”.
She did as she was told, her arse opened a little and my helmet popped her wide open, she bit into the cushion to hide her screams. she let her hands drop to the floor, her hands not rquired anymore, my invading solid shaft holding her dark tunnel open.
“Fill me up screw my fucking arse off”.
I slide my cock into her at a steady pace, fiona came hard as my dick ripped her rectum open, after she had gathered herself, she turned her head toward me and with lust filled eyes said
“My fucking dirty little arse is now yours, aswell as my pussy and mouth, use me like a whore”.
I did just that for over 45 mins, i fucked her arse hard, i pumped her pussy. I alternated my strokes, hammering her beaver then arse hard and fast. I made the slut suck my dick between some strokes, tasting her own asre and pussy juice, she just gobbled it up with no complaints. I had to at one point grab a pair of knickers from the airer and stuff them in fionas mouth, if i hadn’t the bitch would’ve woke the whole house.
“ahh ahhh i’m gonna come fiona, i’m gonna come in this wonderful arse”.
“please please fill my arse”.
I emptied my sacks into my mother in laws rectum for the first time and it felt wonderful. I let my dick go limp before slipping fromher gaping anal passage, a thick stream of sperm spewed from her well used hole and tricked over her pufft cunt lips and dropped into a pool on the floor.
I left fiona right there on the floor, scooping come with her fingers from her pussy and ass before licking her fingers clean. What a great fuck. What a great slut she was.
I was gonna enjoy fucking my mother in laws holes on a regular basis and slide into bed next to her daughter and went to sleep with a smile on my face………..and a well fucked cock.
Until next time

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Gangbang Adri

I was watching a movie on TV when Adri came in and said she was going to take the dog for a walk. As she walked by she bent over and put the leash on the dog and I saw she didn’t have on any panties on under her skirt. This didn’t surprise me since she very seldom wears any panties or bra.
I sat back down to continue my movie but something nagged at me. The more I thought about the more curious I became. Finally I knew that I had to check it out just so keep nagging me. I headed for the park about two blocks away. I figured she had about a fifteen minute head start on me. I walked fast. Once in the park I took the path I usually do when I had to take the dog out. I rounded a curve in the walkway that allowed me to look several hundred yards ahead. Knowing that Skip liked to sniff every bush and tree along the way I surmised that if she had taken this path I would see her ahead. That meant that she had taken the cutoff path that went to where the stone picnic tables were.
I usually avoided this one since before I had stumbled across a young couple fucking on one of the tables. I didn’t want to disturb someone as I had that time before. Let them fuck in peace was my motto. I cut across the grass and through a stand of bushes and trees and in a few minutes I saw the first of the picnic tables. Then I saw the patch of white that was Skip. Well actually Skip was black and white but only the white showed up in the dim light of the street lamps. What the hell. Skip was tied to a picnic table on his long leash and he was gaily sniffing to his hearts content. I made sure Skip wouldn’t see me and I was downwind from him. I looked for Joy at the table but there was no one there.
Now I was really curious. I wasn’t worried about Adri. I had bought her the most powerful pepper spray possible. It would shoot a stream over ten feet and she could spray a regiment of would be mashers with it if she had to. Then movement at the next table about twenty five yards away caught my eye. It was a flash of white. I moved toward the table, keeping in the shadow and close to some bushes. I could hear, softly, a male voice. Then I cocked my ear and heard smacking sounds like something wet being hit by something wet also. I could also hear moaning. Female moaning. Adri. Was
she being raped? I could make out at least three figures besides Adri. One was behind her. Her skirt was evidently pushed up as I clearly could make out her white ass cheeks and the whiteness of one of the male figures as it sawed back and forth.
Understanding came slow but at the same time fast. Adri was being fucked. I moved as close as I dared. If my wife was being raped, it was by at least three men. I took my cell from my pocket and was about to dial 911 when I heard the male voice more clearly. “Oh yes that’s right baby just keep sucking my cock and I’ll give you something to drink like always.” As always the man who I now saw was sitting with his feet on the table. My wife’s head was in his lap and it bobbed up and down. She was sucking the guy’s cock while another one was fucking her from behind. About that time the man fucking her began to grunt and then held himself against her ass. He had just cum in her. He moved aside and the second man took his place. I could make out his white cock in the light of the street light on the path as he hefted it and drove it in her. I could swear that Adri pushed her ass back to help him. She was definitely not being raped.
With the awareness that she had to be a willing participant to this I also had the awareness that my cock was making a stiff tent in my pants. I took it out and held it. My eyes had adjusted to the light more and now I could make out the cock in her mouth. From the way she lifted her head high before coming back down I surmised that it was a very long cock. I had began to jack off my cock quietly as she was fucked and she was sucking the sitting man. I heard him moan as he held her head down on his cock. She was deep throating him.
Adri had been sucking the long cock of the man for at least ten minutes that I had watched and probably some time before I arrived. Then as I was about to cum myself the man behind her did as the first had done. When he moved away I saw another one step from the shadows of the overhang and join the other two. The three than walked away without a word. Not a one of them said a word to Joy and she never turned to see who they were. I was shaking the cum from my cock when I heard the man say “Alright love here it comes.” He made some sounds and Adri choked some and then I saw her began to lick the cock off. She appeared to be stroking it. Getting the dredges of his orgasm I guessed. Then he too slid off the table and got behind her ass. He knelt down and his face disappeared in her butt. There was some sucking sounds
for a few minutes and then he said “I think that got most of it love.”
Adri began to straighten herself up and then she spoke “You can have more here tomorrow night,” she said “I love lots of cocks.” The man kissed her then drifted off in the shadow of the path. I was about to confront her but thought better. I saw her head toward Skip and I left as quietly as possible. I took off through the trees and stayed off the path. I came out less than a block away from our house. I beat her home by five minutes. I was as I had been when she left. I pretended to have fallen asleep. She let Skip off the leash and said ” I think I’ll have a shower before bed and then disappeared into another part of the house.
I enjoyed watching Adri get fucked and I wanted to see more of it. I waited till the next night and as soon as she left for Skip’s walk I was right begin her. In my pocket was a small but powerful pair of binoculars. I kept her in sight as she
walked up the path toward the picnic tables. She tied skip to the same one she had the night before. I saw her approach the same man I had seen before and to my astonishment they kissed. She molded her body to his for a good five minutes. Then I saw movement as several men materialized from the shadow. They held back as my wife and her lover kissed hotly then he led her to the same table as before.
He dropped his pants and I got out my binoculars . I focused them and I had been right about the size of the man’s cock. It was large. “Oh it’s real big tonight,” I heard Adri say “Please…fuck me with it tonight.”
“No Adri you only get to suck this one…but it looks like you have about seven to fuck you tonight” the man said. By now the men had taken out their cocks and I focused my glasses on them. I even recognized a couple of them. Well let me say that I had seen them before in the neighborhood. Our neighborhood. It was a sprawling walled in community with this park at
it’s center. I had to assume that all the men lived there also. It’s sort of hard to just drive in past the guards at the entrance. The man had taken his place on the picnic table and Adri started to take his cock in her mouth when he stopped her “I think tonight you should be completely naked. Joy hesitated for a minute then pulled her slipover off past her head. A quick unzip and she whisked her skirt off past her feet. She did look a little uncomfortable naked in the open for she did look around. When she saw the men they turned their faces quickly away. I understood then that they wanted to be anonymous. Adri swallowed the man’s cock and jutted her ass out for the first man to step up and put his cock in her cunt.
With the glasses my wife and her fuckers were brought close to me. I could make out her lips compressing around the fat shaft. I will admit that I got instantly hard at seeing my wife act like a plain slut. I began to jack off just as the man behind her rammed his cock in her. I saw her mouth open slightly around the cock in her mouth in pleasure. He began to slam hard into her and the man she was sucking encouraged him own “Go man, he said “Fuck the slut with all you have she needs real fucking tonight.” As if in answer to the man her fucker started to fuck her with a renewed passion. The man jerked her face from his cock “Do you like being fucked like that Joy, you whore,” he snarled “do you like his cock?”
“Oh yes I love it,” she cried out “Make him keep fucking me.” The last wasn’t necessary. As soon as he had cum in her there was another to take his place. This time she screamed around the man’s cock “Oh my God yes,” she said “His cock is in my ass.” At hearing this I came all over the ground. Fucking Adri in the ass was something I had always wanted to do but had not done. I made up my mind then. I put the glasses away and, with my cock in my hand, walked over to the group. I kept to her rear so she would not see me. Now I was looking over another man’s shoulder at the cock fucking her ass. He was pretty much the same size as me but Adri seemed to be taking it pretty well. I knew then that I would finally get to fuck Adri in her ass.
I had to wait while two more men fucked her cunt before I had my chance. I stepped up behind her and fitted my cock to her dripping anus. I started to be easy but as my cock head touched her ass hole I lost control and rammed it in to the hilt. This made her scream around the man’s cock. “Oh yes…that’s good,” he said “Fuck her good…it’s making her suck me so
good.” Knowing that she was sucking the cock so good I fucked her ass hard. I managed to look around to see her face all the way down on his cock. Her mouth was in the man’s pubic hair as she deep throated him. I wished it was my cock she was sucking so deliciously.
I would love to say that I fucked her ass for a long time but truth be was that I came in just a few minutes I was so excited that my cock had finally found itself in Adri’s ass. I was pushed aside as another horny man took my place and used her cunt. “You know,” the man standing beside me stroking a large cock said “The best thing that ever happened to me was
three months ago when I came up on her sucking her man’s cock.”
“Did you fuck her then” I asked?
“Well hell yes,” he said “Her husband, I guess, told me to fuck her and I have fucked her about three times a week since then.” The sound of the cock slapping into Joy and the noise she mad slurping away at his cock was loud in the night. “Damn I wish my own wife was this slutty,” the man said “I would really love to see her get fucked good like this.” I knew how he felt. I was truly loving seeing Adri be screwed so thoroughly by all these men. About that time four more men walked up. According to my count Joy would have at least a dozen cocks in her that night. The man who I had been talking with told me that he better fuck her before she got too loose and stepped up to her well used dripping cunt. I watched as he put his large cock head to her and pushed it in. He was larger than the ones so far and his cock squished cum from her cunt when he speared her. I tried to be casual as the new men took their cocks out. I wanted to see what
kind of cocks were going to fuck my wife but didn’t want to seem like I was interested in them for myself.
The man finished fucking Adri and as soon as he pulled out I had my cock ready and pushed into her gooey cunt before the other men had a chance. It was like a wet warm cunt filled with mush that I went into. It felt great. I knew then that I would be one of her regulars every night she went to walk Skip. I hung back as all the men fucked her and watched intently as
the man she was sucking filled her mouth. I saw his cum run down his long shaft and she quickly scooped it into her mouth. When the last man drained himself in her I saw the man get behind her and suck her cunt dry. I knew that I would have to find a way to do that also. It was two nights later as I stood back and just before he had a chance to suck her cunt I yelled “Hey I saw a cop car’s lights.” The man quickly ran off and Adri hurried to take Skip away. I knew that sperm was running down her legs. She hurried off.
I was waiting for when she started to the bathroom. I pulled Adri to me and kissed her before she could resist. I tasted cum in her mouth. I soon had her on the couch and sucking the cum that had survived the walk back. Adri looked frightened but I acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary. I didn’t try that again but something else happened. Skip was an old dog and
one morning we woke to find that he had went to happy dog land in the night. I felt that Adri’s sorrow was more motivated by not having him to take on her walks. Being the good husband I was I had a present for Joy when she came home for work that night. I never have seen a woman so happy at getting a new dog as a present. She gave him his first walk that night.
Or rather the dog gave her the first walk that night. You see I bought her a Great Dane. I wanted to see what happened.

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A Texan With Plenty To Shout About

A Texan went to Chicago and thought he would buy a new “city” outfit. He went into Marshall Fields and when asked by a sweet young woman if she could help him, answered, “Yes ma’am, ya see, I’m from Texas and I want to buy a complete outfit.”
Well, her eyes lit up as she asked, “Where he would like to start?”
“Well ma’am, how about a suit?”
“Yes sir, what size?”
“Size 53 … tall, ma’am.”
“Wow, that’s really big.”
“Yes ma’am, they really grow them big in Texas.”
“What’s next?” she asked.
He replied, “How about some shoes.”
“What size?”
“Size 15 … double D.”
“Wow, that’s really big!”
“Yes ma’am, they really grow them big in Texas.”
“What’s next?”
“Well, I reckon I’ll need a shirt.”
“Yes sir, what size?”
“Nineteen and a half … 38,” he replied.
“Wow, that’s really big!”
“Yes ma’am, they really grow them big in Texas.”
She virtually glowed as she asked, “Whew … is there anything else I can do for you?”
“No ma’am , I reckon that will be all.”
Well she tallied up his bill while the Texan was counting out his money. She asked, “Sir could I ask you a question?”
“Yes ma’am, I already know what it is and the answer is four inches.”
She is astonished and blurts out, “Why, my boyfriend is bigger than that!”
Without so much as a stutter, the Texan replied, “Across ma’am?”

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The Sexy Elevator Fuck

When Richard Black goes to meet a fuck buddy, he meets someone else instead-a sexy blonde who introduces him to the pleasures of elevator fucking