After more time than he could care to remember, he had finally met a real woman whom he found extremely physically attractive.
After the usual round of dating and getting to know each other, his interest in this smooth, olive skinned lady of fascinating, hybrid background was at great and unprecedented heights.
This is just a short story, or a “quickie” as I call it.. Enjoy
After a year of foursomes, Sandy and I split and I tried to find new partners.
True story, first time writing
Ever wonder how dehumanization can become eroticism? Here is how my story began…
Horny dude making out on the mall
My wife Gail is a beautiful blonde, 39 years old, about 5’7″ tall with great legs and tits like a 16 year old virgin. She can, however, get into some trouble once in a while. Recently while checking email she received a notice that she had won a free trip. Well the trip was not free and she did not tell me. Before I knew I was out $500 and going on a trip that I could have gotten for less. She begged me not to be mad and to take her on vacation, so I told her that she would have to do anything that I told her while on vacation. She probably thought that meant she would have to give me several blowjobs and maybe let me have her tight ass a couple times while on vacation, but I had something else in mind.
When we got to New Orleans we checked into the hotel and got ready to go out. I told her to wear her black Penthouse mini dress outfit that zips up the front. It only has about an inch of skirt to cover her gorgeous ass and really makes her tits stand out. I took her to several places, but did not find what I was looking for.
When we returned to the hotel, I told her we should check out the club downstairs. The club was busy and I found exactly what I was looking for. Gail has always had a fantasy about having sex with an older black man. I noticed a large black man about 50 years old checking her out on the way in. After we sat down I told her to ask him to dance. She blushed and said that was out of the question, but I told her that she had to anything I asked. With that she went over and introduced herself to him and they started dancing. It was a fast number and before I knew it she was back. He kept looking over and she commented that he was here on business and was probably lonely. She said he had a nephew in town going to college, but his place was too small to stay at so he had a room in the hotel.
I waited for a slow song and told her to ask him to dance again. This time he pulled her close and towered over her while they swayed to the music. He was so tall that her face was buried in his chest. He looked over and when I winked at him, he took that as a green light and ran his hands down her ass and started stroking the back of her legs before he ran his fingers up to the crack of her ass under her dress. That must have really scared her because she stopped the dance and ran back to the table.
She told me that he had put his fingers right on her pussy and she wanted to leave right away. I asked her if she wanted to leave because she was frightened or if he had made her so horny that she wanted to go upstairs for a good hard fucking, to which she replied that she was ready for anything. I then told her to write on a napkin the following, “Come to room 409 in 30 minutes if you want to see what you were feeling.” She completely lost it then and threatened to leave me at the club. Again I told her that she had to do whatever I wanted and that if she did not do as I said she would pay the consequences and that I would invite him myself. She asked if I really wanted to watch her make love to his black cock and watch him fuck her with it. I asked if he turned her on and she replied that she was wetter then she had ever been and was embarrassed when he touched her because he probably felt how hot and soaking wet she was already. I told her I knew she had always wanted to be fucked by an older black man and it looked like this one would also fill her need for someone with considerable size. She said I wasn’t kidding about size because she had felt his length running down his pant leg and pressing against her belly as they danced. I told her to run along and give him the note like a good girl and then go up to the room. I left and waited for her to complete her task.
She came into the room flush with excitement quickly removing her panties and laying back on the bed to show me her bald pussy, which was running with juices. “Eat me before he gets here.” she demanded. “He told me I better get ready for him because most women are too small to pleasure him.” “How are you going to pleasure him Baby?” I asked. “I want him to fuck me like a dog on all fours while you watch.” she replied. I bent down and licked her slit while my fingers loosened her up. She kept muttering about how I was going to watch her take black cock and love it. I kept at it until we heard a knock at the door. “Show time Baby,” I said, “I want you to be a total slut for him tonight.” “You don’t have to worry about that. I am so ready right now I would do anything you tell me to,” she said.
She opened the door and let him in. “I am going to turn you into a black cock slut tonight Baby,” he said to which she shyly asked, “Can I call you Daddy?” “You have been a bad girl haven’t you?” he asked. “Yes, what are you going to do about it Daddy?” she said. He then walked to the bed and patted his lap, “Get your wet pussy over here. I am going to spank your bottom first.” he demanded. Gail lay over his lap with her ass pointing right at me. I could already see her fat pussy lips under her skirt and then he said, “Pull your dress up so I can see what I am going to get.” She reached back and slowly uncovered her perfect ass to him. He ran his huge hand over her asscheeks and then swatted her lightly. “Spread your legs girl so I can see what you got down there.” he ordered. When she spread her legs I could see her swollen pussy meat open up, wet and ready, and so could he. He just smiled and began spanking her harder as she cried, “Yes Daddy spank me, spank me harder I need it bad.”
He spanked her for a full minute and then began to rub her ass some more before he pushed two of his large black fingers into her bald white pussy opening her swollen, wet pussy lips. “Oh yeah Baby, you are a big girl aren’t you. You might be able to please Daddy after all. Your are going to get all of Daddy’s thick black cock aren’t you?” he said as he fingered her hard moving his fingers around to loosen her up. “Oh yes! I am going to take it all. Don’t stop! I’m going to cum,” Gail cried as she released her orgasm on his thrusting fingers. Then he spanked her harder then before telling her what a bad girl she was for coming so fast. “I’ll be good, I’ll do anything you want Daddy. Please stop spanking me so I can pleasure you Daddy.” she begged.
With that he pushed her to the floor and stood in front of her. “Can I have my present now Daddy?” she asked. “Take it out you little slut and see what you are going to get next.” he commanded. She undid his belt and let down his pants. His cock bulged his underwear out obscenely. She just stared at his massive member throbbing in his underwear. Then he pulled them down presenting himself proudly to her, revealing a cock unlike any I had ever seen. It hung down nine long inches and was thicker then any I had ever seen with a massive head that had a huge half-inch rim all the way around his plum shaped gland, making it stand out from his dark shaft.
“Oh my god,” she murmured, “You’re huge.” “Go ahead and suckle for awhile Sweetie. I want to feel your mouth on it so you can see how I am going to stretch you,” he said. At first she licked the length several times and then his massive balls before she opened her mouth and tried to suck him. His cockhead was as big as a pool ball and she really had a hard time getting it into her mouth as she sucked and drooled all over him. Her mouth was so wet that her spit was running down onto her legs.
Finally she got the head into her mouth completely as her lips eventually slid over the thick rim of his cockhead, snapping tight around the rim. He sighed and thrust his hips forward, but she was already choking and could not take anymore no matter how hard she tried. He let her bob her head up and down on his cockhead for a few minutes until his penis was standing straight out from his crotch. It looked unbelievable as my white wife knelt before his throbbing black member and looked right at me, “Oh my god he is going to fuck the hell out of me with that huge thing. Do you want to watch him turn me into a slut for you Honey?” she asked. “Go ahead Baby tell him what you want.” I said as I pulled my cock out so I could enjoy the show.
“I want you to take me from behind so I can get all of it Daddy. I want all of your black cock inside my big white pussy. Now come and get it.” she demanded as she climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees looking back and begging for it the entire time.
He walked up behind her and ran his cockhead up and down her vagina, but she was too horny for teasing and as he ran it over her hole she slammed back taking the fat head into her pussy in one gulp. “Oh God yes Daddy you’re stretching me so good with your black cock,” she cried. He just stood there while she thrust back and forth on his black meat getting his head wet with her juices and then he grabbed her by the hips and pushed three or four inches into her at once. She screamed out in pain, but kept bucking back for more. “Watch him fuck me with that thick black cock Honey. It hurts so good. He’s splitting me in half.” she said to me. Letting go of her hips he let her fuck the first few inches for a minute as she coated him with her wet pussy juices.
“Look at him Honey, I am fucking my black Daddy’s big black cock for you. Watch it go inside me Honey, watch him fucking me with his thick cock,” she pleaded, “Oh god I have never been so full. I love his black cock, Honey,” I could see his cock shining from her sweet wetness. Her pussy was splayed wide open and I could see her stretched lips clinging to his shaft and then bulging out around the head, as it remained trapped tightly inside of her pussy. Then he grabbed her hips again and thrust another three inches into her. She screamed again and looked over to me asking me if I could see him going into her. I told her I could and that I knew she loved it.
“I’ll show you how much I love it Baby,” she said and then she started talking like a true black cock slut throwing her ass back at him as hard as she could. She begged, “Fuck me with that black cock, fuck me! Fuck me with that big black cock Daddy! Oh yes, Daddy fuck me!” she grunted over and over until she had lubed his entire length and he was buried to the hilt. “Damn, you are a big girl aren’t you,” he said after she slowed down a little. “Yes Daddy I am a big girl now fuck me with that big black cock and make it hurt.” she replied.
He grabbed her hips again and pulled himself out until only his massive cockhead remained, pulling her pussy walls inside out as her snapping pussy tried to keep him inside, and then he rammed his huge slab back in all the way. His balls swung down and smashed into her open slit and throbbing clit. She loved it, begging for more and telling me how his balls were slamming into her clit, which I know she loves. I could see her juices running all over his cock, down his balls and dripping onto the bed as he pounded her over and over until she cried out, “Oh my God I am going to cum again. I am going to cum all over your black cock Daddy. Oh yes make your little girl cum all over your black cock Daddy. Make me cum. Oh God here it comes,” she grunted. I could see the veins on her neck standing out as she spasmed all over the length of his cock coating him with her cum.
She looked over at me again and licked her lips telling me how much she loved it, how much she had to have it over and over. She kept coming for over a minute as she slammed her asscheeks all the way to his hips making him stop his thrusting completely. He just stood there and when she finished he said, “Alright Baby, now keep fucking me and tell me what you want.” “I want your black cum inside me,” she said as she slammed back and forth over his pulsing rod. “I want to make you cum inside me Daddy. Give it to me Daddy. Give me your black cum right up my white pussy. Come on Daddy cum inside me while my husband watches me take all of you, while he watches me take your big black cock Daddy. Make him watch while you dump all of your black load up my white pussy. I want it Daddy. I want it!” she screamed, “Oh god Honey look at me pound his black cock. I want it so bad. I love it so much. I want his black cum inside of me.”
Then he let his head roll back and I could see his balls convulse as he let his warm load gush deep inside of my unprotected wife. She was taking a load of black cum deeper then any man had ever been and she loved it, as she looked me straight in the eye. I stood up and told her to open her mouth as my load shot right between her lips and into her mouth while she milked his cock dry with her pussy. It was a lovely sight, a massive black cock stuffing her to the brim in her pussy as she sucked my spewing cock with her mouth. One in both ends just like she always fantasized about. She was in heaven.
After he finished he told her to clean him up. When she pulled herself from his cock, cum and juices came running out of her pussy like a horse had fucked her. She was stretched wide open and the mixture just kept running down her legs and all over the bed sheets soaking the bed. She knelt down and licked and sucked his cock and balls until he was completely clean. “Was I a good girl Daddy?” she asked. “You certainly were Honey. You were a very good girl. I might come back tomorrow night and introduce you to my nephew if you promise to be good from now on,” he said. She just purred and said that she would be very good for some more black Daddy cock especially if she had to service his nephew at the same time. Then he dressed and said goodbye leaving her lying on the bed completely spent.
After he left Gail told me to lick her clean. Her pussy was swollen and gaping open. I tried to just lick around the edges, but she demanded that I lick the hole out and get all the juices from inside by sucking with my mouth covering her entire gaping vagina. I had never seen her so swollen and her thick lips tasted sweet as I obeyed her commands. As I sucked, she told me how much she had enjoyed it, especially when I got so turned on that I had to shoot off in her mouth, and how much it turned her on to be ordered to fuck black cock while I watched. She then told me that I would have to watch tomorrow while she fucked both Daddy and his nephew. She said she wanted to try and double fuck them both at the same time in her pussy. I don’t know how she will be able to do that, but I guess I will have to wait and watch to find out if she really is a big girl.
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A colleague is spying on Cathy
She looked at the clock and swore it hadn’t moved all day. It probably didn’t help that she had just checked it less than a minute ago but that was beside the point. She wanted to go home. In truth, she had never wanted to be there. Well, not until Nathan had made an offer she was finding most difficult to refuse.
It was difficult to feel any kind of attractive when working around fast food vats of hot oil and heating lamps that hovered over heavily battered chicken and fish and, if it weren’t for her natural sense of curiosity she probably wouldn’t have given it a second thought as the clock ticked painfully slow. With a heavy sigh she looked again, shifted in her stance against the counter, and even dared to look at Nathan with a blushing smile.
Nathan stood at a lanky 5’8”, her same height, with eyes of a green glinting marble with flecks of gold that easily captivated her gaze. His brows and eyes were dark, almost foreboding, and thick. It gave her the impression that perhaps he was Italian decent, especially given the mustache that filled the entire area between his nose and upper lip enough to hide the fullness of that which she was curious to kiss. If it weren’t for the fact that he was perhaps the only man as pale, if not paler, than her she might have considered him part vampire as well.
Tina was a big girl or full figured as was the politically correct way to describe fat chicks these days. She wore glasses that she had been told complimented her round face and naturally rosy cheeks though she was often pushing them up with her fingers or nudging them up with a well practiced crinkling of her nose. Her naturally curly hair of dark mahogany hung gently on her shoulders in the dampness of Oklahoma’s sticky and oppressive weather. It wasn’t that she was so critical of herself but, when smelling of grease and fish and about to embark on her first ever affair, it was difficult not to criticize and doubt herself.
Just when she thought she would scream in frustration, it was time. She slid a knowing glance to her partner in crime and scurried herself out of the fast food place faster than she could remember having ever gone before. Nathan, the afore mentioned partner in crime, still had to finish putting his things away and would still be a few minutes which might have been the longer wait than the whole of the day so far. Would he change his mind? Would she?
Before she could doubt herself into denial of what she wanted, Nathan was knocking on her window with a grin that showed through his thick and dark mustache and hooded crystal green eyes. It was a teasing smile laced with untold pleasures her body had begun to hum with thoughts of. His grin broadened as she smiled sheepishly back at him, his wink an acknowledgement that he had full intentions of carrying out his earlier promises of indulgences.
She pulled out of the parking lot and waited for Nathan to fall in behind before she started on her way home. It was a route she took every day on her way home, sometimes even twice a day if she were working double shifts. Yet today, she doubted her sense of direction. Every light, every stop sign, every lane change became one of indecision and doubt. ‘Tina! Get a grip!’ she muttered to herself. ‘You can still say no. No one would blame you.’ Yet still she drove until she pulled into her apartment parking lot and space. She dispelled a long breath and let go of her doubt. There was another man that claimed to desire her other than her husband, the only other man she had ever been with. Soon she would know what it would be like to be with another man. Soon she would find out if Nathan truly wanted her or if he were simply toying with her insecurities. It was time to see who was bluffing and who wasn’t.
He followed her like a predator as they moved from the parking lot and up the stairs. She fumbled nervously with her keys then opened the door to the spacious two bedroom apartment. She and her husband didn’t have any children so it wouldn’t be of any consequence to use the guest bedroom for this little tryst. It wouldn’t be like her husband would know anyway; it wasn’t like he ever went into the second bedroom for anything.
Tina waited for Nathan to walk in then closed and locked the door behind them. Her husband wouldn’t be home for a couple of hours at least but still it would be at least a hint of a warning if they heard the door being unlocked. Not that they would have that much time to recover if they were in the throes of it but she wasn’t willing to think that hard about it. Besides, the danger of the possibility of being caught seemed to add to the adrenaline rush of it rather than delude any of it.
She stood against the door once it was locked and watched as Nathan strode through the apartment looking at everything and nothing at the same time. When he completed his circle around the living room he paused to stand before her. His first two long slender fingers picked up a tendril of curls from her shoulder, her eyes following the gesture until he dropped the curls and slid his hand alongside her cheek and raised her eyes to his just before moving in for the first of many soul searching kisses. He tasted of nicotine, a taste she wasn’t particularly fond of but she couldn’t wrap her mind around the distaste through the forbidden pleasure the rest of her mind and body was beginning to surge with.
As they stood there kissing, tongues dancing and probing with a growing urgency, she could feel his fingers beginning to unbutton her shirt. She tugged at the bottoms of it to untuck the shirt from her pants before she, too, started to unbutton his shirt that had already been pulled from his slacks to make it easier for her to open his shirt and slide it from his squared pale shoulders. She hadn’t seen another man shirtless before, not in the flesh that wasn’t related to her or at a distant she couldn’t touch or, better yet, savor. She leaned in to lick at the hollow of his throat at the same time she felt her breasts spill free from front-hooked bra, his hands taking over the duty of the peach lace cups before he lowered his head to lick at the puckered left nipple. A sharp gasp filled her lungs as she pressed his head against her warming body. When he moved to the other nipple she felt her knees begin to buckle.
Nathan chuckled lightly as he stood straight then tugged at her belt loops to draw her further into the living room. She went willingly, of course, her face flushed with heat that had nothing to do with the weather outside. Biting her lower lip, she watched as he unfastened his belt and then his pants, kicking off his shoes before he lowered both his pants and briefs in one swift motion. He stepped out of them with well practiced ease and stood there as if waiting for her inspection.
Tina fought the urge to look directly down at his groin, or at least be obvious about it. A nervous laugh lodged in her throat as she went from his chest to his navel and down the line of dark hairs that went to his erection. Being the only other cock she had ever seen in the flesh, to say that she was taken aback would be an understatement. His otherwise slender body gave way to a cock with a bulbous head and slender shaft. It reminded her of a toadstool and her first thought was to wonder how, or if, she could wrap her lips around him. No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than did she find herself on her knees before him, her licked lips parting to suckle the tip with the same fervor as their earlier kiss. Her tongue flicked at his oozing slit, tasting something different though, by now, she had begun to realize that there wouldn’t be much similarity between Nathan and her husband in any way shape or form other than the fact they were both very much male.
Taking the cock head in further, she run her tongue under the thick ridge and rolled the tip of her tongue along the taut skin in time with the panting gasps that suddenly came from his mouth. Those sweet sounds urged her on…oh how she loved those noises! She slipped the head from her moist mouth and turned her head to give some much needed attention to his elongated shaft, making sure to add hungered slurping sounds that only added to her own need the longer they continued. His hands pulled her away from his body just as she had begun to lavish his drawn balls with the expanse of her lapping tongue. The look in his eyes seared her enough to make her breathless for that instant.
He didn’t have to speak for her to know what was to come next. Uncurling from her knees she unbuttoned her pants and rocked her hips back and forth until her clothing pooled at her feet, her shoes and clothing piled on the floor in a clump, soon topped with her shirt and bra until she, too, stood naked before him, nervous and self conscious as she had been that very first time with her husband. Taking her hand in his, Nathan lowered her to the floor between the couch and the entertainment center. She had forgotten about the second bedroom and, even if she hadn’t, she wasn’t sure she would have stopped this moment for anything.
Tina lay on her back and parted her knees as he remained kneeling between them. With the back of his hand he began to tease her damped slit with his knuckles until she, too, was panting with a dark need. Nathan removed his hand and licked at his glossy knuckles with torturously slow motions as their gazes locked. It took no more than a few pounding heartbeats for them both to realize that enough was enough. The time for foreplay was over. Nathan kept his eyes on hers as he SLAMMED himself into her body, her back arched in response as she struggled to catch her breath. There was no gentle romanticism here, no declarations of love or promises to keep. It was sex. Deep penetrating sex.
With hands on either side of her head, Nathan drove himself into her over and over again. She wrapped her legs around his slender waist and used her calves to push him further into her with each down stroke, deeper, if that were possible. He lowered to kiss her again the pulled back to whisper against her lips, “Turn over.”
She felt the absence of him the moment he pulled back from her. She turned her body quickly over not wanting to know that absence too long and felt the crushed carpet beneath her knees and the palms of her hands, her fingers scratching at it in anticipation. Nathan’s nails dug into the smooth flesh of her hips and drew her back into him, her throbbing sex parting in silent welcome to his eager thrusts. Almost instantly, their bodies slapped together while the air filled with growling grunts and the scent of sex. Reaching down, she pressed her fingers against her hardened clit to move in circles to heighten the intensity. While his cock pummeled in and out of her with a maddening fury, her slick velvet walls closed around him like a glove, massaging him, coaxing him for more. Glancing over her shoulder, she watched as the sweat trickled down the side of his face and felt it like a small spatter against her lower back like a Siren’s call. She matched him thrust for thrust as they bucked wildly, her nipples brushing against the carpet adding a teasing friction that left her moaning helplessly. Hissing between clenched teeth, she barely got the words out that she was about to cum when she felt the sudden erratic movements of his hips boring into her as he came, filling her, mixing with her own release.
Her body was sweated and slumped on her elbows as he pulled from her. She could feel his seed seeping from her core the moment he pulled back to sit and catch his breath. She, too, rolled over to watch him, waiting to see if he felt pleased or disappointed. He stood and offered his hand to her to have her soon facing him then leaned in for another kiss that was nothing but pleasure and appreciation.
“I’ll get my things and go,” he grinned, “I have to work second shift tonight. I’ll see you at work tomorrow.”
Within moments he was dressed and out of the door, leaving her with a satisfied glow and a trickle of cum down her inner thigh. With a girlish glee she hurried to wash the carpet that would be a constant reminder and to shower though that naughty part of her couldn’t help but wonder if her husband would sense the feel of another man’s seed inside her. It was enough to hitch up her bravado and kept her from washing it out of her body.
By the time her husband came home that evening, she was sitting pretty on the couch watching a movie, wearing nothing but his favorite raspberry silk with black lace trim teddy and ready for round two.
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Saturday night out
How did we get started into it? About three years ago coming home late at night from a wedding. It was a fifty mile trek in a bus and then the last few miles home in the car. I’d been bursting for a pee all the way in the bus and I thought, as soon as we get into the car and get out sight of the bus I’ll have to pee.
After the bus arrived at our stop we had to walk about one hundred yards to the open air car park. It was two in the morning but this small car park was in a residential area. John knew the state I was in but he just laughed at my predicament.
When we got to the car there was a teenage couple up against the nearby wall but it was much too late for modesty, I opened the front passenger door to give me some cover from the street, turned my back to the teenage couple and began to work my ankle length white satin dress up over my hips and pull down my thong. That teenage boy got a full eyeful but I just didn’t care as I had to let go. John was in the driver’s seat watching and listening and telling me the two against the wall were now staring and enjoying the free show.
As I was finishing I happened to say to John that I’d pissed all over myself. He just barked back that the car was new and he didn’t want my piss all over his clean seats. I finished and stood up, stepped out of my thong and used it to clean up as best I could. I turned to have a look behind me to see what was going on, the girl had a look of disgust on her face, and I was just about to say to her, I hope you’re never caught out when I realised the boy had his dick in his hand and wanking off to the show.
I pulled my dress down and sat into the car. John asked who put on the better show me pissing or the teenager wanking? I had to admit I was wet and not just from the piss. At that John took the thong from my hand and smelled it, kissed it and then put it into his mouth and sucked the piss from it. Next thing I knew he threw the front seats back, pulled the dress up to my waist and really hurt me as he pulled my legs apart. When I complained he just said shut up bitch and dived between my legs licking the piss from my legs and then my cunt.
I was already up for it but this was incredible. The piss, the teenagers, the exposure, the lick out, Jesus I was creaming my cunt and fucking John’s face as hard and fast as I could, in fact I couldn’t remember the last time it had been this good. I was almost there when I looked to see the teenage boy wanking just outside the door and as he came off his cum splashed on the window. As it ran down the car window I came in John’s mouth with an orgasm I hadn’t experienced since I was a teenager, and couldn’t believe I would ever experience again in my life.
John sat up, fixed his seat and began to start the car while I just lay there with my legs wide open and showed this young boy my cunt, and I do keep it shaved so he got the full view. Just as John was putting the car into reverse I pulled the dress up over my tits and let him see me there, naked from the neck down. I laid like that for the last few miles home gently wanking, something I knew drove John wild. We turned into the back of the house, where you can’t really be seen.
John jumped of his side and before I could move he was at the passenger door pulling me out. He slammed the door and threw me face down on the bonnet saying You showed your cunt to that teenage boy you slut! Pulled my dress over my ass and began spanking for all he was worth. He was really hurting me when I said you enjoyed it too you fucking pervert, getting a kick out of showing off your wife’s cunt. He stopped spanking me, dropped his pants and rammed me from behind. This was violent, in fact it could have been rape, but I was so wet and so fucking hot I was loving it. He came in a few seconds and I could tell it was good.
We tidied up and walked, wrapped in each other arms, to the rear entrance of our house. Johns cum was running out of my cunt and I could feel it all over the inside of my thighs. When we got to the bedroom I asked if I’d shower but he grabbed me, pulled the dress over my head and threw me on the bed, opened my legs and started to give me a slow luxurious lick out. Starting low between my thighs, working from left to right, he licked up the cum, and then working his way all the way to my cunt sucking, licking and gently biting as he went. I came in his mouth for the second time in the space of an hour and it was good. A slow, glorious climax. I turned over to give him my ass and he licked it from the small of my back to my legs. You taste of piss, he said, but I just said you’re enjoying it you perv, now get on with it. He pulled the cheeks of my ass apart and started to gently lick my anus. He licked out my crack from my cunt to my spine. I knelt up, shoving my ass up high and in his face. Oh my god! The sensation of a John’s tongue, warm, soft and wet forcing itself into my ass is just too incredible to describe. He stood up and wanked all over my ass and fell to the bed exhausted. We woke late the following day to the unmistakable smell of cunt, piss, cum and incredible sex.
That was three years ago now, and in that time we have developed our nights out into a spectacular and erotic routine that just gets better and better. We don’t do it every weekend, usually about once a month. It starts off at around four on a Saturday afternoon with the two kids being packed off to granny for the night. When John returns we have a beer or two and put on a few hard core porn dvd’s. While we sit and watch we can touch but nothing more, not even kiss and there are severe penalties, agreed by both of us, for anyone that spoils the evening by coming off.
By seven o clock it’s time for the shower, which we take together. You are not allowed wash yourself, John washes and shaves me and I do the same for him. Again no one is allowed to come. I really enjoy having my ass washed. Because he’s so into licking my anus he really scrubs it, repeatedly shoving a soapy finger deep into my ass, twisting it round and round and washing it clean.
After the shower comes the dressing. At this stage I have a number of dresses and skirts, specifically bought for these Saturday nights. As you can imagine they’re all extremely short, in at least two of them my ass can be seen when I’m standing up, we both find that a huge turn on. But I start with the underwear. I have tiny tits, 32 A, they’re small but they’re hard and I have nipples like stones, so no bra. Then a pair of teeny tiny snow white cotton boy cuts pulled up as tight as possible. Then a top and skirt, make up and hair. Then back to the front room for the remainder of the blue movies. You can just imagine how hot we both are by this.
Then the final touch. I take off my knickers, now well and truely wet, make him suck the taste of my cunt out of them and put them on. John pulls his foreskin fully back, pulls the tiny boy cuts up as tight as he can so that he’s constantly aware of his discomfort. He gets fully dressed and then we go out for the taxi. We never call a taxi to our house, instead we walk at least three or four streets and flag one down. We tell the driver town centre, get in and begin snogging in the back. When we arrive in the centre John jumps out and then calls back to me for the money. We have a spat over who pays and I give in, sitting in the back with my legs open and my purse on my lap supposedly searching for the money. The driver, staring into my shaved cunt, is perspiring at this stage as I give him a €50 note, he has to fumble for the change and turn back to give it to me and try to look me in the face. If it’s quite when we get out I always bend over on the pretext of fixing my shoe, giving him a complete rear end view. It’s great to watch the taxi weave up the street as the driver is coming off in the front seat.
You have got to be careful how you pick your ‘victims’ for the rest of the evening. Single men in the late teens and early twenties are to be avoided unless you want to fuck them, but we have a rule, third parties can look and maybe touch but nothing more. The best are couples where the husband is not going to be able to get away from his wife. I can really make these men squirm in their seats as I open, close and cross my legs. John pretends to engage them in conversation about football or whatever else as they try to sneak a peek. It can be so funny and such a turn on at the same time. If the wife realises what’s going on they’ll drag their husbands away, and this has happened more than once.
On one of these occasions we were left in our seat laughing at the manner in which the wife had frog marched her husband out of the bar we were in, when we saw her walking back across the bar obviously coming to us we both had visions of being lambasted the length and breath of the bar for what we had done. She suddenly turned towards the bar bought three drinks and then came to the table. She sat down handed around the drinks and we all sat in uncomfortable silence for a few moments. Then she said well, you showed it to my wanker of a husband now show it to me. I said fuck off I’m not a les. John was in immediately, open your legs, open your legs and show her your cunt. So I did and the three of us sat there talking shite while this married woman stared into my cunt, and I can’t say it wasn’t a turn on. She asked me to come to the toilet with her but once we explained the rules of no third parties she left.
When we left the pub we were both on fire and, after three or four pints, I badly needed to piss. There was nobody about and the car park was empty so I told John I was going back into the pub toilet for a piss but he dragged me to the back of the car park bent me over a car and got down between my legs. He was sucking on my cunt while I was trying to hold on to the piss. He drew back and hit my ass really hard and said piss you bitch. Then took my whole cunt back into his mouth and started sucking for all he was worth. I couldn’t hold on to it any longer and I let go and pissed and pissed into his mouth. He drank it all, every drop and continued to eat my cunt after I was empty. Within less than a minute I came in his mouth in a fabulous climax. I turned around, knelt down and blew him in about ten seconds, swallowing every drop. What a night, one of many such good nights.
John is a very good piss drinker now, so much so that every time I piss in the toilet I think, what a waste! John would have loved to drink that, and I would have loved to give it to him.
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Based on a true story of when I stayed in Alicante
This is a true story about catching my mom.
Mom tricked us into sex
I never really consider persuing this more than my wife and I talking about my interest.My wife of 25 yrs. and I have spent the last half a dozen or so years exploring different sexual scenarios,groups scenes , multiple couples several guys with her, several females with us and we had discussed a possible bi guy action kind of deal but honestly as curious as I was I never reallyu figured to get any farther than talking about it.one nigt I got off work earlier than usual and laft the office and headed home figuring to surprize my lovely wife with maybe a night out, dinner, dancing and the whole 9 yards, as I arrived in the driveway I noticed a riding lawnmower in the driveway, realizing the kid next door who had been mowing and doing landscaping for us for
approximately 4 years was probably waiting to get paid for the month and no doubt scoping out my wifes very abundant bra as he had “secretly” been doing sine he started mowing for us at 15 and at age 20 we were one of 15 or so local homeowners he worked for. Mike was an average looking kid around 6 ft. tall about 170 lbs , sandy blonde hair and steel blue eyes, what my wife cooly referred toas “come fuck me eyes”,wit a better than average build well toned from years of working outside and I presume gym time as well, my wife had joked often about giving him a real work out sometime,but as of yet it had not gone anywhere farther.
As I entered through the garge door I heard them laughing and talking in the living room, figuring they were just relaxing and chatting I grabbed a beer from the fridge and proceeded toward the living room, as I came into the room, there they were both bare but naked and staring up at me, not surprized or even making an effort to cover themselves,I noticed my wife’s nipples were rock hard and ther were several small hickeys all over her fantastic tits.Setting beside her was Mike was apprehensive at first but suddenly my wife smiled and reached into his lap hefting up a very nice looking, very young cock,she smiled and said that in her opinion Mike was well up to any task asked of him, Mike blushed and immediately apologized and started to reach for his clothes strewn near by on the floor.I told him to relax it was ok, Elen and I had an understanding and had even discussed this happening but asked him not to discuss it with anyone else, I then asked him how he liked her “talents”, all he could do was grin.I was then informed that Mike would be spending the weekend with us as his apartment was being painted and needed a place to crash, replying that was fine, I asked him if he would like a beer,sure he replied, as he went to get one for all of us my wife was grinning ear to ear, not knowing what was up I just assumed it was after glow from getting a very good fuck from this young stud, she patted the sofa where Mike had been setting and as I approached she reached for my fly and released my cock as I sat down shw leaned over and took the head of my cock into her hot mouth and began bobbing up and down on it I moaned and when I opened my eyes there was Mike standing in front of me his cock wassemerect hanging almost 6 inches and about 5 inches around,suddenly my wife sat up and smiled at me looking up she reached out for Mikes cock stroking it gently and pulling him nearer to the couch she looked at me and smiled and suddenly I realized what wa happening she pulled Mikes cock right to my face as I stared in disbelief, his young cock was now almost 8 inches long and about as big around as a beer bottle,I looked at my wife she smiled and winked and dropped back to my cock and slid her mouth all the way down my hard cock.I was stunned but as I looked up Mike was climbing up onto the couch bringing his cock closer to my fac, I figured what the hell and suddenly the head of his cock slipped past my lips, it was an interesting sensation, the head of his cock was sponget yet smooth and it tasted of my wifes juices, I had never reaaly thought about how to give a blowjob but figured I would try to simulate what I had seen and felt my wife do, I started swirling my tongue around the head of his cock, hearing him groan, suddenly he started slowly fucking my mouth, firmly but gently, about the 5th stroke sudeenlt I felt him bumping my throat, I gagged, he backed off, he grabbbed the back of my head telling me if my mouth wouldn’t take it he bet my ass would.I looked up into his eyes,and realized he was serious and noticed my wife had stopped sucking me, suddenly she was kneeling behind him on the floor bridged up under him and licking his balls,I could see her smiling even with her mouth being fool of his young balls.Mike suddenly began slowly fucking my mouth again inching his beautiful manhood deeper into my mouth, the head of his cock bumped the back of my throat, I choked he pulled back and said ok thats twice,you,ve got 1 more shot, take down your throat or I’m putting it in your ass. my wife suddenly told me to relax my throat and when I feel myself starting to choke push forward and swallow at the same time, as he hit the back of my throat I tried this and felt him slip into my throat, he held my head there what seemed like 3-4 mnutes, in reality it probably was a few seconds, letting me come up for air then immediately driving his cock back down my throat, Suddenly I felt his balls slap my chin, that was all I could take I felt my balls convulse and I blasted my load all over my stomach and groaned around his cock as he was rythimicly fucking my mouth and throat not violently but steadily, I now knew why mywife loved sucking dick, I could feel his cock throbbing and suddenly he groaned grabbed the back of my head forcing his cock into my throat and I felt him swelling in my mouth, at first I paniced , Imhad never even tasted my own come and here was the moment of truth, the first shot went straight down my throat then he pulled back and the next pulse hit my tongue, tasting salty and somewhat slimy, my wife had once described cum as tasting like seawater with the consistency of a raw egg white, it realy didn’t taste bad I swalowed that blast and about 3-4 more.Mike spent 4 days and 3 nights with us, by the time he left us I was a well trained cocksucker.
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A few extra inches gets introduced into her pussy so she decides I deserve a fresh new pussy in a form of her good friend
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She wanted me to meet her at a hotel and invite my friend
First go at a story, Positive/negative comments are accepted. But no your a sick freak bullshit
Hi, Michelle again. I just celebrated my thirty third birthday, but the stories I’m telling are from when I was just approaching fifteen, geeting ready to start my freshman year in high school.. The stories are all true, and I’m doing my best to tell them in the order in which they actually happened. (To the best of my memory.)
At the time, I was 5′ 5″ tall, and weighed 105 lbs. Medium length reddish blonde hair and blue-green eyes. My breasts had filled out to a nice, (although average), 36C. I had almost no waist, and a little tiny butt that my brother Ricky used to joke, “Looks like the ass of a ten year old.”
I had been touching myself for about a year, but just within the past week or two had become really aware of guys, (and now girls too), of sex, of penises. I was absolutely infatuated with penises, particularly when they grew big and hard. To watch one actually jerk and squirt was the ultimate turn on.
By the time this story unfolds, I had become a hopeless exhibitionist, marveling at how just the sight of me, (my body) could cause a guy to get big at hard. (At that time I still thought it was something special about me, not yet knowing that that’s just the way guys my age were.) Still, my ego, my self esteem, were soaring….thrilled that I had some sort of strange magical, mystical power over guys.
The following story takes place the Saturday before school was to start. My mom and dad were off to some kind of an all day company outing. (Picnic and golf I think.) My older brother Ricky (17 yrs old) had invited some of his friends over for a pool party and cook out, and this is how the story of the day unfolds.
This is a long, long story…about a long…long day…will have to be told in several parts…but…
If there is one single day in my entire history that will stay with me all of my life…this is the day!
So here we go…
The Pool Party – Part One
I awoke slowly, realizing that one of my hands was down inside my panties. It seemed like this was becoming a daily thing. My finger began idly teasing up and down my lips as my mind wandered back over the incredible series of events of the past few days…seeing my brother stroking himself…jerking…squirting. Spreading myself and touching myself in front of him…the time with our neighbor Jeff…the movie…I slid a finger up inside of me as I remembered all the things I had seen people doing on the video…the sleepover at Jennifer’s…us exploring each…her toys…us licking each other…tasting each other.
Without even thinking about it, I pulled my finger out of me and brought it up to my nose, inhaling deeply. I pushed it into my mouth, licking and sucking, savoring the taste…remembering the taste of Jennifer’s pussy. I pushed it back inside my panties and began teasing my clit. My finger started moving faster and faster as all of these sexy images kept flashing through my mind, and in a matter of minutes, I had treated myself to a warm, delicious morning come.
I stretched and yawned as my breathing returned to normal, and, rolling out of bed, started down the hall toward the bathroom. As I passed Ricky’s room, I idly noticed that he wasn’t in bed, but his bed wasn’t made yet either, meaning he was still in the house somewhere.
I reached the bathroom and went in, lifting the toilet seat. I lowered my panties and sat down. As I released my stream, I looked down…and gasped!
The wet spot in my panties was huge! I mean, very big, very dark, and very wet looking! My God it looked like I had peed my panties. I wondered just how many times I had made myself come during the night!
As my stream slowed to a stop, I leaned forward and tugged them off my feet. I reached for the tissue and wiped, then flushed, standing and lowering the toilet lid.
I retriebed my panties from the floor and started back toward my room. On the way, I brought my panties up to my face, and, pressing the big wet spot against my nose, inhaled deeply. It smelled like…it smelled like…it smelled like…well…me!
I tossed them on the bed, and started for the kitchen, now wearing only my nightshirt. My brother Ricky was in his usual place, sitting at the table, drinking his coffee and looking at the newspaper. Just as usual, he was both bare-chested and barefooted, wearing only a pair of boxers.
I did my usual, walking up behing him and putting my hands across his shoulders and down onto his chest. I started lightly teasing his nipples. (He absolutely loves that!)
They became hard as rocks as I leaned and whispered in his ear, “So how’s big brother this morning?”
He mumbled something or other in reply, but didn’t move. I continued caressing his nipples as I looked down at his boxers, expecting to see the usual twitch or two of his penis.
Not this time…nothing.
“What’s the matter?” I whispered coyly. “Is our little friend still sleeping?”
Still no reply, so I grew bolder. I ran one hand down his front and gave him a gentle squeeze through his shorts. This time I got a twitch…or two.
I started squeezing him in a slow gentle rythm.
“But bro,” I pouted, “aren’t you happy to see me?”
I gave his penis a firmer squeeze and was rewarded when I could feel it start to swell and grow in my grip.
I hissed in his ear, “Well maybe you’re not happy to see me, but a certain part of you seems to be quite pleased.”
I squeezed a bit harder and was thrilled to feel it grow bigger and start to harden.
I continued my rythm, feeling him growing. He still had said absolutely nothing, so I whispered in his ear, “Don’t you like this? What’s the matter?”
Although his penis was now rock hard and throbbing, he just sighed and let out a long breath.
“Sis…it feels great. I’m just not sure I want to do this again.”
“Do what?” I asked him, somewhat confused.
“well…um…,” he stammered. “You know…have you…watch me…while I…”
Everything was all of a sudden crystal clear. He thought this was going to be another tease session, another mutual masturbation show. Time to let him know what I really had in mind.
I pushed my other hand down into his lap, and peeled back the flaps covering the opening in his boxers. I reached in and pulled his penis clear. “God,” I though to myself, staring at it, big, hard, proud, “It really is beautiful.”
I started a slow, gentle, up and down motion as I whispered in his ear, “Relax bro…it’s my turn.”
I continued my stroking, speeding up my rythm as I heard his breathing become heavy.
“You got something in here for me?” I hissed seductively, giving his penis a firm squeeze for added emphasis.
I returned to my stroking motion, speeding up slightly, and I thought I could feel him start to buck his hips against my hand. I tightened my grip and started moving my hand faster.
He was panting now, and the bucking motion of his hips was unmistakable.
With a loud groan he froze, jerked, and squirted.
“Oh my God!” I thought to muself, “I actually did it!” I watched as he squirted a second and then a third time, then collapsed back in the chair.
I continued slowly stroking and gently squeezing his penis as I felt it start to soften. As his breathing returned to normal, my gaze remained on his penis. As I squeezed again, I could see one last drop of cream right at the tip of his ltitle pee hole.
I reached up on the table and grabbed a napkin. Wiping the drop from his hole, I looked at him and mimicked the voice he had used with me the very first time. “Gotta make sure I got it all so you don’t drip…”
He just stared at me, stunned for a moment, saying nothing. The his face broke into an impossibly wide grin as he chuckled, “Gotta hand it to you sis, you’re a real quick learner.”
I smiled at him impishly, “Or maybe I just had a real good teacher…?”
He grinned again as I released his penis. I turned and walked to the fridge, getting a glass of milk and a muffin. Returning to the table, I sat opposite him.
“Today’s your pool party cook out thing isn’t it?” I asked conversationally, knowing damn well that it was. I’d been plotting this day for a week!
“Yeah,” he replied. “No big deal. Just some of the guys coming over and we’re gonna hang at the pool, throw some burgers on the grill, and kind of party. It’s the last weekend before school starts.”
“Just guys?” I asked coyly. “No girls?”
“Nah, not this time,” he replied.
“Not going to be problem if Jennifer stops over later?” I inquired.
He gave me a kind of a wierd look as he replied, “Shouldn’t be…”
“So how many pen…er…guys…did you invite?” Inwardly, I was laughing hysterically. I’d almost asked him, “How many penises did you invite?”
“I think maybe eight or ten,” he replied, then added, “But I’m not sure everybody will show.”
“So what time does the big party start?” I asked.
“Not sure about that either, he replied. “I told the guys it was kind of an all day thing, to come on over any time, buit I know some of them got stuff they gotta do today…so I’m really not sure when anybody’s gonna show up.”
I finished my muffin and stood to leave. As I walked out the kitchen door, I had a sudden thought. Maybe a little naughty…maybe a LOT naughty, but I was already trying to get in the proper mood for the rest of the day.
I stopped and turned around, heading back to the table to stand next to him
“Hey bro,” I started. “Could I ask your opinion on something?”
“Sure,” he replied, looking up at me. “What’s up?”
I lifted my right foot up and placed in on the table right in front of him. I pulled up on my nightshirt as I saw his eyes automatically drop to stare between my legs. I reached down and using just the tips of two fingers, spread my lips open. In this position, I was competely spread, my gaping pussy just inches from his face.
“Do you think it would look sexy if I shaved my pussy?”
He stared directly up into me, saying nothing. I just stood there, lewdly displaying myself as a few seconds ticked by. I could feel the warm rush flowing through me.
“Well?” I prompted a few seconds later. “What do you think?”
I could feel myself starting to grow moist as he continued to stare.
“Well,” he finally stammered, “yeah, kinda…”
“What do you mean kinda?” I asked impishly. “You mean kinda sexy, as opposed to really really sexy?”
“No…” he rasped. “I mean you should kinda shave it.”
“What do you mean kinda shave it?” I asked with a chuckle. “You either shave or you don’t!”
I knew I was really getting wet now, relishing my brother’s gaze, riveted to my wantonly displayed pussy. I wondered if he could smell me.
“Well…you know…you got to leave a little bit…”
“Come on bro,,,help me out here. What do you mean?”
“At the top,” he stammered.
“Don’t tell me,” I murmured suggestively. “Show me…”
I grabbed his arm and brought his hand up between my legs. He extended his middle finger and reached for me. He drew a small circle right at the top of my slit.
Even though he had come not more than a few minutes ago, I swear I saw a twitch in his boxers.
“Leave this alone…shave the rest.”
“Why not shave it all bare?” I asked curiously.
“Cuz your pussy will look like you’re six years old.”
BINGO!
That’s what was wrong with the movie! All the actresses were shaved to one extent or another, but only a couple of them were completely bare. At the time, I thought completely bare was not very sexy, but didn’t really know why. That was it! Shaved completely bare their pussies looked like they might have been the pussies of a small child.
I didn’t want to be a small child! I didn’t want to be a little girl! I wanted the guys to look at me like a grown woman!
These thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant, while I continued to let Ricky feast his eyes on my open display.
Knowing what I was going to do, I pulled my foot off the table. I stood, blew a quick kiss in his ear, and whispered, “Thanks bro.” as I left the room.
I returned to my room, grabbed a pair of scissors out of my drawer, and headed to the bathroom. I didn’t think Ricky would be coming up the stairs anytime soon, but I left the door open anyhow, just on the chance he would want to watch me. I was idly wondering if a guy would think it sexy to watch a girl shave herself.
I pulled the wastebasker over in front of the counter and looked down at myself in the mirror. I put one foot on either side of the wastebasket, placing my pussy directly over the top of it, and picked up the scissors.
I never had very much hair down there, and could see my lips peeking through what little bit there was. I started snipping the sparse strands, wanting to cut them as close as possible, but not wanting to take a chance on nicking myself, particularly not today.
I watched as the golden strands drifted down into the wastebasket, and within a few minutes, all that remained, except for the tuft at the top, was stubble.
I turned and started the water for the shower, adjusting the temperature a couple of times, and climbed in. I squirted a few drops of the body wash gel into my stubble, and rubbed it vigorously until a nice lather had formed. I picked up my razor and started the process of turning my stubble into smooth, bare skin. That took only a couple of minutes, and then I quickly did my legs and under my arms.
I lathered and rinsed my hair, and picked up the body wash. I quickly cleaned myself from head to toe, and was about to turn off the water when I had another idea. today was the pool party, and I wanted to be squeaky clean, inside and out.
But I also knew that all the attention I had paid to my pussy, the scissors, my fingertips, the lather, the razor…had me just turned on enough that if I wanted to clean myself inside…and stay clean…I was going to have to come again first.
I reached for the hand held shower head, and removed it from it’s wall bracket. I adjusted the head from “spray” to “pulse”. I squatted down on my haunches, spreading my knees apart. I reached down with one hand and used two fingers to spread my lips wide apart. I brought the shower head up between my legs and aimed it so the pulsing water was hitting directly on my clit. I rocked back and forth slowly, adjusting the distance from the shower head to my magic button until it felt just perfect. It was only a matter of a few moments until I felt the familiar surge rushing through me, and in a few more seconds had treated myself to another wonderful early morning come. I stood and replaced the shower head in it’s bracket.
Although I didn’t own a proper douche, I had the manual finger/soap method pretty much down to a science. I inserted the tube of body wash all the way up inside my pussy, then withdrew it slowly, squeezing gently as I did. Replacing the tube with two of my fingers, I began moving them, in and out, around and around, wiggling them, twisting and turning them, until I was sure I had reached every single spot that I possibly could.
I grabbed the shower head again, adjusting the flow from “pule” to “jet”. Squatting down, I once more used two fingers on one hand to spread my lips wide. I brought the jet right up close until I could feel the water rushing up inside of me. I gave it a minute or two until the water flowing back out of me was no longer a sudsy froth, but had turned clear.
Returning the head to it’s wall bracket, I reached for the tube of body wash, and, turning, inserted the tip inside my little back hole. I squeezed a small amount of the gel up inside me, and then added a dab to the tip of my middle finger. Placing the tube on the soap dish, I reached around behind me and pushed the tip of my finger up against my tiny opening. I pushed a bit harder, and felt myself relax back there and allow my fingertip to enter. I continued pushing until I had my finger all the way up inside me, and then began wiggling, twisting, and rotating it, then finally pumping it in and out. After a minute or two of this, I reached again for the shower head, and, turning around, bent all the way over. I brought the head right up against my back hole, and in a few seconds, felt the water rushing up inside me. Looking back between my legs, I knew now to expect the water flowing back out of me to start as kind of a murky brown, so wasn’t surprised or grossed out when that’s what I saw. Within a minute or two, the brown color disappeared and the water running out of me was clear.
I straightened, adjusting the head back from “jet” to “spray”, and gave myself a final rinse. Stepping from the shower, I towled myself dry quickly. I grabbed the electric toothbrush and did my teeth, then spent a couple of minutes under the blow dryer. All the time I stood in front of the mirror, I was looking at my newly shaved pussy, trying to decide if I thought it looked sexy. I even tried putting one foot up on the counter, spreading my lips with my fingers, but just couldn’t get a real good view. All this time my mind was racing…thinking forward to the pool party…all those guys…all those PENISES!
I returned to my room, already feeling extrmemly naughty, just thinking about all the possibilities the rest of the day was going to bring.
I picked up the yellow bikini I had carefully chosen as today’s “costume”. Two days earlier, I had carefully used a scissors to cut out the interior liner from both the top and the bottom, so I knew the only thing covering me would be the thin nylon.
I put on the top, pulling the string up over my head until I felt the bow at the back of my neck. I adjusted the two tiny triangles of material so they covered my nipples, (but not much else), and reached between my breasts, tying the connecting string in a tiny bow.
I stepped over to full height mirror to check out my “look”. I liked it. With the interior liner removed, the thin nylon covering my nipples molded itself against them, making very clear their outline and shape. I tweaked and pinched my nipples for a couple moments, feeling them grow and harden. I thought it looked pretty hot and was pretty sure it would get the guys’ attention. I looked down at my newly shaved pussy and had a sudden idea. I pulled the miror over next to my bed and hopped up. I laid back, bringing my knees up and pressing them against my breasts. I spread my knees far apart. Looking down between them, I gazed at the reflection of my near naked pussy staring back at me in the mirror. My little tiny back hole was clearly visible just below it.
I moved my hands down and used my fingertips to spread my lips. “Wow…” I thought as I looked at my inner pink, “that really does look sexy.”
All kinds of wicked thoughts were running through my mind as I heard brother Ricky coming up the stairs.
I swiveled slightly so my naked spread pussy was aimed directly at the door to my room, keeping my legs up and my knees tight against my breasts.
“Hey Ricky,” I called out as I heard him approach down the hall. “C’mere and tell me what you think.”
I maintained my obscene pose as he rounded the corner and came throught the door.
He froze.
I swear his jaw dropped a foot, and he just stood there…looking…staring.
“Well!” I asked.
“Um…well…” he stuttered.
“How can you tell from way over there? Come on over here and take a close look. I really need to know what you think.”
He approached my bed like a man in a slow motion movie, his eyes never leaving the sight of my lewdly displayed holes.
He stopped at the foot of my bed and murmured, “It looks OK…it looks good…real good,” he finally managed to rasp out.
“I don’t want it to look good,” I pouted. “I want it to look sexy…does it?” I rocked my hips suggestively.
“Sis,” he replied, “It looks VERY sexy…how does it feel?”
“It doesn’t feel any different,” I admitted. “Although it does sort of sting a bit.”
“You need to put some aftershave on it,” he replied quickly.
“Aftershave?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he answered, “just like I use on my face. It’ll kinda sting for a few seconds, but then it’ll feel fine. Besides,” he added, “in addition to taking the hurt away, it’ll prevent you from getting razor rash.”
I thought quickly.
“Oh,” I said, and then feigning disappointment quickly added, “And here I thought you would just kiss it and make it all better.” I rocked my hips again.
I swear his jaw dropped even further as he just stood there, frozen, staring at my lewdly displayed holes.
“Well?” I whispered huskily.
He hesitated a moment longer, then lowered himself to his knees in front of me. His mouth was now just inches away from my spread pussy. His face…his eyes…his nose…his mouth. He just sat there for a moment…looking…staring…The expression on his face was like that of a man dying of thirst…who had just been offered a jug of ice water. I could feel my juices starting to flow…anticipating…
I rocked my hips lewdly one more time. “I’m waiting…” I croaked.
He moved his face even closer to me and I could see his mouth open, then his tongue protrude from between his lips. I could feel his hot breath washing across me. I was really getting wet now, and wondered if he could smell me.
He leaned furthur forward and I felt the first delicious moment as his tongue made contact with my lips. I gasped.
He pushed his tongue up inside of me, and began quickly moving it in and out. I could feel his hot breath wash over me as his tongue continued to probe my now dripping hole. My breathing quickened as I thought to myself, “God, it’s like he’s trying to screw me with his tongue.”
This continued for several moments and I felt the familiar warm glow spreading through me. “My God,” I thought, “The very first time a guy has licked me…and it’s my own brother!” I thought back to my first experience with Jennifer, and how her tongue had felt.
But I was getting more and more turned on. My hips started rocking back and forth in rythm with his tongue. It was like my pussy was trying to suck more of his tongue up inside of me.
He was almost panting now, trying to drive his tonge deeper and deeper. It felt wonderful, but it wasn’t what I wanted. I thought again about how Jennifer had licked me.
“Wait,” I whishpered hoarsely.
I reached down and used my fingertips to spread my lips at the very top, exposing the hood covering my clit.
“There,” I hissed. “Use your tongue…lick me…right there…”
He leaned forward eagerly and began lashing my clit.
“Stop!” I almost croaked. “Ricky…you have to be gentle…VERY gentle.”
He leaned back forward and started a slow, gentle, tantalizing torture of my clit. Up and down…side to side…around in circles…
His tongue was driving me crazy. My hips were now bucking out of control and I found I was actually thrusting myslef against his tongue.
My breathing grew harsh…my chest heaving…my hips thrusting.
The tingles and flashes were rapidly spreading through me and I felt my orgasm approaching.
He stopped and leaned back.
“What?” I cried, almost in a panic…I was so close.
“Nothing sis,” he murmured, “You taste great.”
“Why are you stopping…?” I asked, almost pleading.
“Well…I thought…I mean…um…” he stammered.
I grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his face back between my legs. “You can’t stop now! You can’t leave me like this…” I was desperate.
He started again his delicious torture of my clit, and within moments I was right back on the verge of coming.
I was panting openly now…hips thrusting wildly.
“Faster,” I hissed. “Ricky…I’m so close.”
His tongue movements immediately increased, and I could feel my juices dripping out of me as he continued pummeling my hardened clit.
“Ricky,” I croaked, “put a finger in me.”
His tongue never missed a beat as I felt him push a finger deep up inside my channel.
It sent me over the edge.
Chest heaving, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. My head tossed wildly side to side as I started shrieking, “Ricky…now…now…Ricky…coming…coming…COMING.”
Spasm after spasm after spasm racked my body as this incredible orgasm took complete control of me. I jerked, twitched, arched. Every muscle in my body tensed…let go…tensed again..let go.
When the spasms finally started to subside, I collapsed on the bed…breathless…exhausted. “God what a come!” I thought to myself.
As my breathing began returning to normal, I looked down between my spread legs at my brother’s face. His lips, cheeks, and jaw were glistening with my juices, but he seemed oblivious, just sitting there with a very self satisfied grin on his face.
I thought back to our session earlier in the morning and hit him with his own line. “Well bro, I will say…you are a quick learner.”
He hit me right back, never missing a beat. Smiling impishly, he replied, “Or maybe I just had good teacher.”
We sat there for several moments, not moving…not speaking.
Finally I looked at him and whispered, “It’s OK now, bro…”
“What’s OK?” he asked, a quizzical look on his face.
“You can take your finger out of me…”
(To Be Continued…)
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