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Scarface

My sister interrupts a makeout session with a friend. I originally wrote this under the Chemical Ollie penname.

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Scarface

My sister interrupts a makeout session with a friend. I originally wrote this under the Chemical Ollie penname.

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I’m always horny

This is the first part of a longer story. If you like it, tell me and I’ll continue with the next installments!
The later parts of the story will include underage sex (not just gay, by the way!).
I’m Tom. My mum and dad died in a car crash when I was 14. We lived on a farm, in the middle of the UK countryside, miles from anywhere. They left me the farm (and loads of money), but because I was so young when they died I couldn’t live there alone. So I was shipped around care homes, until I turned 18, and was allowed to live by myself.
I returned to the farm on my 18th birthday, and after nearly 4 years abandoned, the buildings were not in the best shape. But what could I do alone, on a farm with no animals left?
Then, it hit me. Kids would love running around in the countryside, and their parents probably wouldn’t mind a break! I would set up the farm as an activity centre for kids. I dedicated 2 years of my life to restoring the farm. I split the farmhouse into 4 bedrooms, with two double beds in each. I got the bathroom extended into the garage on the side of the building. One end of the bathroom was left open, to be used as an open shower area. Three shower heads cam out of the ceiling above the space.
The outbuildings, now empty, were left as they were, apart from two large barns close to the house. I had a swimming pool built in one and the other was transformed into a large living/playing area, with sofas, games, a big TV, some video games and an adventure area. I marked out a football pitch and bought some goalposts. The site wasn’t anything special, but it was good enough. I registered as a business, did all the paperwork, blah, blah, blah… I got a website set up, and I hired a young local kid called Jamal. He was a 16-year-old black boy from the local village. He had just left school and wanted a job, so I offered him one. We set up an office downstairs, with a desk and a PC.
There’s something I haven’t told about me yet. I was sex crazy. I first had sex when I was 15, in one of the care homes. It was a boys-only one, and we were always horny, so we turned to each other for help. I didn’t think I was gay, because I liked looking at girls, at I got off to them all the time, but being an orphan, living in care homes, it was difficult to meet and get to know people. I soon realised that I was bisexual.
The day before our first guests were due to arrive, I had just finished cleaning my car. Jamal was cleaning the bedrooms. I headed back inside to the office. As I approached the closed door, I heard the clicking of the PC mouse. Jamal must have finished cleaning. I pushed open the door.
Jamal was sitting in a chair, his eyes closed. He had one hand on the mouse and the other wrapped around his huge erection! I felt my own dick starting to grow. I didn’t say anything. Then, he opened his eyes and looked straight at me. He quickly turned off the screen and covered his boner.
“It’s fine. Everyone does it,” I said, walking closer to him. I turned on the screen, and was greeted by a screen full of gay porn.
“Are you gay or bi?” I asked him.
“Bi,” he replied.
“Well guess what? I am too.” I quickly undressed, revealing a light-skinned, toned body. My 7 inch cock stood proudly from between my legs, but it was small compared to his.
He looked up at me. I asked him how big his cock was, and he told me it was 11 inches long. I never knew a guy so young could be so big! And it was thick too!
“I want you in my ass, but it needs some lube first,” I said, dropping to my knees. I tickled the chocolate head with my tongue, and he put a hand on my head. He slowly pushed my head further and further down his shaft. I fought the gag reflex as it hit the back of my throat, and I let saliva coat the length of it. He thrust his hips into my face a few times, before lifting my head up.
“Ready, boss?” he asked, with a grin on his face. I got onto his lap facing him, and lined my tight asshole up with the bulbous head of his tool. I lowered myself onto him, slowly impaling myself. I groaned in a mixture of agony and pleasure, and his cock disappeared inside of me.
“I want your cum in my mouth,” I whispered into his ear, and began to ride him. He groaned loudly. Suddenly, he pushed me off of him and onto the floor. He jumped up and aimed his cock at my face, while he jerked himself off. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth wide. I felt stream after stream of his cum hit my face and fill my mouth. He squirted some much I thought I was going to drown. After at least 10 shots, I opened my eyes. Drips of his man goo covered his piss slit, so I licked them off. My mouth was filled with cum, so I swallowed the salty sperm in one gulp. Jamal finger-fed the cum on my face, until I had swallowed what felt like gallons of his beautifully tasting jizz.
“You like that?” Jamal asked.
“Hell yeah!”
“I’ve got one more thing for you,” he said. “Open your mouth.” I did as he said and his now soft penis started spewing piss all over my face. The bitter liquid hit my tongue and, although it tasted horrible, it really turned me on!
He finished and I swallowed what I had in my mouth.
“But you haven’t cum yet,” Jamal said. He jerked me off to an explosive climax, and he swallowed all of my sperm.
“We are doing this again and again,” I told him as we cleaned ourselves up.
“But we will have to be careful. We won’t be alone,” he replied. “This place will be filled with horny teenagers.”
“I know…” I said with a grin.

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My First Boyfriend: PART l

This story is based on my experience with my FIRST BOYFRIEND, this is sort of an continued part of my last story posted about me losing my virginity to my best friends. Now I am a little older, a little wiser and even more horny as my boy toy of a little under a year opens my eyes to what I had been missing. REMEMBER PEOPLE DO NOT SEND MY HATE MAIL, I AM NOT A ENGLISH PROFESSOR AND I DO NOT CARE ABOUT THE LITTLE THINGS THAT ARE WRONG. Just enjoy the story THANK YOU!!!

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Jocelyn the Surrogate Slut

CAUTION: This story is not politically correct. It includes the humiliation and degradation of willing and maybe not so willing black women. The “n” word is used liberally.

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My Indoctrination

I was born when my mother, Helen, was only twenty-one years old. My father was in his mid-twenties and via a family trust was well established. Unfortunately he died when I was slightly less than two years old, a victim of an eighteen wheeler run amok. When he was killed, my mother was the beneficiary of a lot of insurance, a settlement from the trucking company, and the balance of his trust fund. Since the oversized house we lived in was paid off via mortgage insurance, Mom sold it, took the cash and bought a smaller home further outside of town, and invested the remainder along with all the other proceeds. She was frugal, became a shrewd investor, and did well for us. I can’t even remember Dad except for some memories artificially preserved via family photographs.
I can remember other things from my early childhood. My mother nursed me until I was four and a half years old. The latter couple of years the nursing was only at night, at bedtime. I can remember those latter years, lying in bed with Mom, enveloped in her warmth, suckling her breasts as I fell asleep. I slept with her from the time my father was killed onward. My other primary memory of my very early days was being naked around the house. Once I was potty trained and Mom was confident that I wouldn’t crap or piss all over the house like an untrained puppy, she soon gave up trying to keep clothes on me at home. I always just shucked out of them whenever she tried to dress me and then later she encouraged me to remain naked. So I was always naked at home. Mom was generally dressed most of the time except when we went to bed and when we took our bath.
We were very close all that time. We bathed together, slept together, and as I previously said, I nursed until I was over four years old. Even after that time I usually fell asleep suckling one of Mom’s breasts rather than sucking my thumb.
Mom had a weekly bridge club. In my early years, I can remember their games as the time I always got to drink a coke. When I was little, I remember the women teasing me about being naked all the time. As I got older, they stopped teasing but instead enjoyed my bringing them their drinks, etc. One of the players, actually Mom’s best friend, had a daughter named Vickie who was very close to my age. She began to come to the bridge games with her mother. Once we’d both learned to swim, we’d spend some of the time swimming in the above ground pool we had in our backyard each summer. Vickie would always wear her swimsuit, I’d swim naked. In the winter we’d play in the sunroom which was just off the den where the women played their bridge. As nearly always, I’d play naked.
Outside of the house and the backyard, I’d have to be dressed, of course. The older I got, the more I hated the restrictive nature of clothes. When I started school, I wore loose fitting boxer shorts under loose fitting pants. In high school gym class I was known for not wearing a jock strap under my gym shorts. I hated the constriction – I was used to hanging free. When I got home from school each afternoon I wasted no time in losing my clothes. For other times I needed to dress, I often wore baggy sweat pants or sweat shorts with nothing on under them.
Past my tenth birthday I can recall that Mom began to spend extra time washing my penis and testicles as we sat facing each other in the hot water filled bathtub. I’d always get an erection and thought it felt real good. Around age twelve, I ejaculated under the scrubbing. I can still remember the feeling, that first orgasm. I thought I was going to pass out it felt so good. It became our habit that after washing up, Mom would scrub my penis and testicles until I ejaculated into the wash cloth. She called it “cleaning my tubes” and said it was important for my development. So I really looked forward to our bath every evening. Around that time I can remember feeling differently about lying up against Mom in our bed, hot skin to hot skin, suckling on a breast as I fell asleep, her hand usually on my buttock squeezing me close up against her. I always fell asleep with an erection and awoke with one.
When I was about thirteen and a half as we laid there, me suckling a breast as usual, instead of pulling me close with her hand on my buttock, I felt her hand caressing my penis and testicles. She continued for quite a while, stroking my penis, caressing my testicles as I sucked on her tit, then gently pushed me onto my back and rolled over on top to straddle me. Sitting up some, she let her breasts hang in my face and told me, “Go ahead. You can keep nursing.” I began to suckle again, first one tit and then the other, then Mom raised up, reached down and grasped my penis, and guided it into her pussy as she sat back down on me. Her warmth enveloped me as she sat there, eyes partially closed. She began to raise and lower herself slowly but steadily, stroking my penis from the point that it nearly fell out of her to where it was as deep as possible inside her. I didn’t last that long before I ejaculated. As she felt me start to cum, she sat down to bury me deeply and I could feel the walls of her vagina alternately squeeze and release my penis as I came. When I finished, she laid forward on me, her tits squashed against my chest and spilling out on either side. Kissing me softly on the lips she said simply, “I love you, Joey.” And then kissed me deeply, her tongue probing for mine. We laid there kissing for some time as I felt wetness creeping down my testicles. From that time forward, Mom stopped masturbating me to orgasm in our bath, saving me instead for our bed.
The next night after we climbed into bed, me with eager anticipation, Mom pulled me over on top of her as she laid on her back. Pushing me downward toward her breasts, she lifted one to my lips from where it sagged partially off the side of her chest. I suckled the tit before she gently pushed me down further to kiss her abdomen then prodded me further down until my face was in her dark bush. I asked “What do you want me to do, Mom.”
She said simply “Lick me, Joe.” I began to lick around in her bush before she prodded me lower and pulled her legs out from under me, raising them to cross them over my back, lifting her hips toward my face. Finding her slit, smelling softly of our bath soap, I began to lick along its lips, up and down its length. As she began to rock her hips, thrusting gently at my mouth, I felt her hands on the back of my head, pulling me tighter against her pussy. I licked deeper, probing between her lips with my tongue as deeply as I could reach. She began to breathe funny and thrust her pussy harder into my mouth. Soon she began to shake and moan softly to herself then I felt her relax for a few moments.
I scrambled back up her and we kissed deeply before Mom wrapped her legs around my hips, pulled me toward her, grasping my penis to guide it home. As I squished into her wet pussy, she raised both legs in the air and said simply, “Hard, Joe. Fuck me hard.” I began to hump lying flat on her but then raised myself up on my knees and hands to slam her harder. With her heels on the small of my back, her hip thrusts met mine as I tried to hammer her as hard as I could. Her tits flailed back and forth with each of my strokes and I was soon feeling myself rising toward orgasm. As I came, I lost the ability to thrust with any rhythm and collapsed on her after ramming my penis as deeply in her as I could plant it. Trembling as I came, I pumped my load into her.
I laid there for minutes hot skin to hot skin, Mom gently stroking my back, our sweat mingling between us. Rolling off of her toward my side of the bed to lie up against her, my flacid, dripping penis was hanging down, pressed between us. Mom said, “Just a minute.” As she rolled off her side of the bed and went quickly out into the hall to return with a towel stuffed between her legs. She crawled back onto the bed and scooted over close to me, taking the end of the towel to wipe off and milk my penis before lying back onto her back.
I said, “That was really good, Mom. Can it be like this every night?”
“As long as you want it to, honey.” She replied. “Just never, ever tell anyone else.”
“I won’t, Mom. I’m not stupid.” I told her. I fell asleep lying up against her that night. When I awoke next it was just becoming daylight, streaks of sunlight beginning to shine in the front windows. I was still up against Mom and I began to run my fingers lightly on her tits, around the nipples, larger loops around the entire tit, then back to the nipples. Just as I realized I had to piss, she woke up, opening her eyes slowly and looking at me. “I gotta’ go.” I said as I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. As I was finishing up a long piss, Mom walked in behind me and patted me on the butt.
“My turn next.” She said. “But I’m not ready to get up yet. Let’s go back to bed.”
I washed my hands then jumped back into the bed and covered up with the sheet. When Mom returned, she crawled under the sheet and scooted over to me. After kissing me softly on the lips, she moved down the bed and the next thing I knew, I felt her mouth on my penis and her fingertips on my testicles. As she stroked my penis with her mouth it became erect almost instantly. She continued to suck, caress, and stroke for many minutes before I felt like I was going to cum. “I’m gonna’ cum, Mom.” I told her but she just continued to suck until I felt myself go over the top, my penis pulsing. I heard her swallowing as I pumped my load into her mouth. She finished up by gently sucking the head of my penis, squeezing it between her lips and pressing it with her tongue before crawling back up the bed to kiss me on my lips, then probing with a salty tasting tongue.
I felt like I could fall asleep and sleep all day but she said, “It’s time to get up.” She pulled on her robe while I, of course, stayed naked as we went out to the kitchen, her asking me, “What would you like for breakfast?”

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Lessons From The Barnyard, Part III

The following day, Junior stopped by the Olson’s house and picked up Bobby to take her to church. Sitting in the car, he was his playful self, but they each knew that the day of reckoning was at hand and no matter how light their mood seemed to be, there was a sense of dread that filtered into their playfulness. They each knew that this day would have to be and they only hoped and prayed that they would be as happy as when the day started.
After the services, Junior pulled into the city park to talk and plan their next move with his beautiful, pregnant girl friend. They each knew that today was the day to reveal to their parents that they were pregnant but they needed the confidence of being on the same page as the other so it would go like they hoped it would. But even if it didn’t, they knew that at least they had each other to rely on no matter how their parents received the news.
They decided that they would tell them that afternoon, both sets together over at the McKinney’s house. Bobby would tell her parents that Mr. and Mrs. McKinney wanted them over to plan something for the summer, which wasn’t that much of a lie, so they arrived around 3 in the afternoon. Junior’s folks thought that the Olson’s were coming over to make some plans for this summer so they were expecting them.
As the two sets of unsuspecting parents gather into the living room, Junior took over the meeting by standing and telling them what any parents of teenagers dread to hear; that their teenage boy or girl got themselves into trouble. The McKinney’s were terribly shocked and disappointed but the Olson’s took the news terribly. Mrs. Olson burst into tears and had to be consoled by her dear friend Mrs. McKinney while Mr. Olson got madder and madder until he turned a bright color of red.
Mr. McKinney told him, “Now Rich, I’m as upset as you are about this whole thing but the cow’s out of the barn so we just need to calm down and think this thing through. Junior here wants to marry your daughter and has asked for your blessing. What do you say? Do they have your blessing or not?”
Rich Olson sat there stewing for the longest time. He was plenty mad alright, he was mad a Carl for telling him to calm down. He was mad at his wife for crying on Ester McKinney’s shoulder instead of his and he was mad as hell over the two idiots sitting in front of him asking for his blessing. “Hell, I’ll give ‘em my blessing. It’s called a 42 inch belt across their young little butts!” he thought. “That Junior, not only did he take my little princesses innocence but he got her knocked up while he’s at it!”
“Well, Rich,” Carl asked again.
He though again for a second and then said slowly, “You two can have my permission to marry. But you can’t have my blessing. I can’t give you that.”
A look of total shock crept over the collective faces of the others as Mrs. Olson said, “Oh Richard, Carl’s right, there’s no use crying over spilt milk so don’t be so damn bull headed. Give your daughter your blessing now. Do it!”
“I can’t and I won’t now damn it. This little half assed punk gets my little girl knocked up and wants to get married and pretend every thing’s just honky dory, well its not! No DAMN IT! It’s not! No sir’ee, you’re not getting my blessing and that’s the last I’ll hear of it,” he said finally.
Bobby eyes filled with tears and as they began to overflow, she went up to her father and asked him very quietly, “Daddy, I love him. The only thing that you can give me is your blessing Daddy. Please, don’t withhold the only thing that I want.”
He looked long and hard into her weeping eyes as he started to tear up himself. He started to speak to his daughter but shut his mouth and got up from his friend’s couch and left for home. He had spoken and there was nothing anyone could say to change his mind. He gave his permission but not his blessing to their union. The wedding would go on but who would give the bride away?
Bobby was disappointed at her father’s reaction and his lack of support in giving them his blessing but she tried very hard not to let on just how much it affected her. She continued to smile and be her fun loving self but deep down inside, she was suffering. Junior knew it also but said nothing to anyone. He just watched her intently as the week gave way to the weekend and the time they had all agreed that the wedding would take place.
Junior felt that the sooner the better when it came down to the urgency of the wedding. He felt that there would be less embarrassing questions down the road if there was less time between when the baby came and their anniversary date. He also couldn’t wait to make Bobby his bride and to move in with her.
Mr. Olson didn’t offer to have them move in with them even though they had an apartment already as part of his house. The McKinney’s graciously asked the newly weds to share their home with them, at least for now anyway, and Mrs. McKinney got so excited to have her new daughter in law help her out with the decorating and planning that Bobby seemed to forget about being shunned by her own father.
On Saturday morning, the day of the wedding, everyone gathered over at the McKinney homestead to tie the knot between Roberta Olson and Carl McKinney, Jr. Mr. Olson stood beside his wife but did not walk his daughter out of the house and into the side garden area where the groom and pastor were waiting. Tears were coming from Mrs. Olson’s eyes but they were not tears of joy like most mothers of the bride tears. They were tears of disappointment in her husband’s actions.
The bride wore a simple off white cotton dress that was mid-calf length and cut down around her shoulders. Its skirt was three quarters full and she wore a flowered wreath on her head. She walked out carrying a small bouquet of daisies and brought a smile to everyone face because she was wearing no shoes, everyone except Rich Olson that is.
Junior’s eyes grew wide when he saw his bride walking to meet him there at the make shift alter and he realized that his mouth was as dry as the hay in stall where everything started less than a mouth ago. He remembered that day and what they did and he started to get a bulge in his parts just thinking about taking this beautiful young lady as his bride for the rest of his life. All of a sudden a tear came to his eye and he thought to himself, “Steady now ol’ boy. Keep it together for 15 more minutes and then your can start to celebrate.”
They repeated their vows and as sincerely as any two could be, they swore their eternal love for each other and then turned to meet their parents as Mr. and Mrs. Carl McKinney Jr. for the first time. They were so happy, on the outside anyway, and so were the witnesses; everyone except Mr. Olson. He just looked on with no emotion and acceptance visible in his expression. A look of disgust filled Mrs. Olson’s expression.
Carl McKinney told the young couple that he and the Mrs. were heading out to see her sister and would not be home until late Sunday evening so they would have the house to themselves so “To make good use out of it”. With a wink and a smile from his parents, Junior and Bobby stood on the front porch with their arms around each others waists, waving their fare wells to his parents as they drove down the lane. They were suddenly totally alone for the first time in their lives. They were married and alone and completely in love. They looked at each other, smiled and walked towards the house and into their new lives together.
At the threshold, Junior stopped and picked her up and carried her across and into their new bedroom where he deposited her at the edge of the bed. He kissed her gently on her lips and stood back and started to remove his white shirt. She watched as he pulled down his trousers and when he reached for her, she stopped him by saying, “Junior, I want to do it and give you a special gift. Call it my wedding gift from me to you,” and smiled a nervous little smile.
He took a step backward in just his boxers and watched as her hands went up to the back of her dress and she started to undo the button at the neckline. Her hands made short work of the button and as her hands came away from her throat, they brought the top of the dress with them and slowly exposed her bare chest to his eager eyes. Oh so slowly, she dropped the front of the dress downward to reveal her braless bosom to her new husband. As soon as the dress cleared her hips, she allowed it to free fall down to the floor leaving her standing in just her silky white, little bikini panties that showed her darker patch of pubic hairs sticking out through the lacy crotch. Junior’s breath caught in his throat as his eyes bulged out of their sockets. She smiled a little and asked, “Well, do you like them?”
His eyes slowly examined her entire body until they met her expression. He saw the nervousness in the windows to her soul and knew just how much she loved him and he loved her. He finally found his voice as he murmured, “Oh yes my love, I do like them but not as much as I love what’s in them.”
He started to reach out to her but she once again stopped him with the statement, “And now your gift. This is from me to you so I hope that you like it.”
Her gaze went down from his eyes to his stomach and lower. He didn’t know what to do or say but when she knelt down in front of him and moved her hands to his boxers, a look of shock and deep desire crossed his face. Her hands went to his hips and grasped on to his underwear and started pulling them down. His semi-hard member began to throb as his boxers past over its length and caused it to jerk to attention and as they cleared his thighs, his full manhood sprang to its fullness to greet her lustful eyes.
Gathering at the floor around his ankles, his boxers no longer had any use as far as covering his throbbing cock and her hands reached out to gently fondle his skin along his entire shaft. A chill ran through his body as she started rubbing his length and his rod began to jerk in time with her stroking.
“Oh my God,” Junior muttered as he let out his breath. “Oh Bobby, if this is your present then I think I love it.”
“That isn’t it but this is,” she softly whispered as she leaned in and opened her quivering mouth. “I hope I do it right.”
She stuck out her tongue and ran it over his bulbous head as he closed his eyes and melted into her soothing lick. A rather loud moan escaped from his lips as her tongue made a circle around the end of his massive erection and then she took it in between her open lips. He moved his head backward as he opened his mouth and sucked in a breath of air. Then he slowly let it out as he whispered, “Oh my God Bobby, how did you learn to do that so well?”
She didn’t answer the question but placed her lips further onto his stiff member and when she closed her mouth down around it, she started to suck in with her cheeks and slowly let it slide out. Again he groaned his approval as he let out his breath but when she reversed her action, so did he as moved his hips in a rocking manner. She felt his hand on the back of her head and when he pulled her into his cock she almost gagged it went in so far.
She grabbed for his shaft with her hand to restrict the depth of his thrusts and reached up to cradle his balls with the other one. This sent a jolting convulsion through his body as he jerked and twisted his hips into her mouth.
“Oh my God, where did you learn this? You are doing it so good. Oh my God. Oh my God,” he kept repeating as he slammed away at her mouth. “God you’re making me want to cum. Oh Bobby, I’m going to cum! I’M GOING TO CUM!! OH BOBBY, I’M CUMMMINNGGG!!” he yelled as he shot out his first stream of his essence right down her willing throat. “OH MY GOD!!” he cried.
Bobby was busy swallowing just like the blog on the internet had told her. She knew that she wanted to do this ever since they had agreed to marry and now all she had to do was finish it. She let his juices slide down her throat and she was having trouble breathing at the same time. But she had to take every last drop into her mouth and she had to swallow all of it completely. So she held her breath and swallowed as hard and as fast as she could.
It seemed like an eternity had past as she felt his gooey, sticky stuff gather in her mouth and slide down her throat but she didn’t let any escape out of her sucking lips and when she could no longer feel his cock twitch and jerk on top of her tongue, she stopped swallowing and tried to clean every last drop from her mouth. Finally she let go with her lips and looked up to see him smiling down at her. She smiled back as he reached down and pulled her to her feet. She felt the satisfaction of knowing that she had given her first blow job to the man that she loved more than life and by his expression, she had done a good job of it too.
“Oh…Oh…Bobby, I don’t know what to say. You’ve blown my mind. Thank you my love. Thank you,” he said placing his forehead against hers. “Now, what can I do for you?”
She blushed a deep color of red as she looked up in his eyes. She bit her lower lip and shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know,” she whispered. “Do what you want with me I guess. I’m your wife.”
“Yes you are and a damn beautiful one at that,” he said slowly as he lowered himself down in front of her. “I think that I would love to see you down here,” he said pointing a finger right into her panties crotch.
She jerked a little from the stimulating probe but when he placed his palm full on her pubic area, she sighed a sigh of anticipation as his fingers began to explore. They roamed and prodded her entire crotch and his hands went up to remove her panties from her quivering little body.
“What do you have in here?” he teasingly asked his new wife.
“Nothing that you haven’t seen before,” she responded in kind.
As they made their way down her tights, he said, “Oh yeah, now I remember.”
He pushed them completely off of her legs and as she set the last foot down, he pushed her back on the bed but her knees bent over the edge as her back rested on the mattress. He stood up and smiled at his lover. She waited for his every move.
He told her, “Spread your legs out wide.”
She did as she was told.
“Wider!” he ordered.
She blushed a little but complied with his wishes.
“Now that looks down right delicious,” as he lowered his face down between her legs. “Bring up your knees Baby, just like that,” he said as she moved her legs up off the floor onto the bed. “Now I’m going to return the favor.”
He settled his lips down on her two labia lips and pressed his tongue in between them. He slowly ran it up her slit until it reached the top, where he reversed the direction downward until it was deep at her opening. He pushed it in a little and she groaned a happy groan. He then ran it back up to where the hooded treasure node was found and he stopped to probe it with the tip. She jerked and tried to move away. He didn’t let her but he probed more forcefully the second time.
She felt her juices start to flow and the urge began to build deep inside her womb. She started to breathe heavily as she closed her eyes and the anxiety grew more intense. She knew what she wanted and hoped that he would deliver and as his lips moved around her clitoris, she felt the wonderful sensation grow within herself. His mouth closed on her nubbin and a jolt of electricity ran through her entire body.
“Oh Junior,” she exclaimed, clutching the back of his head with her hands. “That feels so good. Oh yes…yes.”
Her eyes were tightly closed and her chin was raised to the ceiling as his lips began to munch upon her sensitive little jewel. She relished the feeling of having his mouth ravish her wanting clitoris but his finger exploring the entrance of her vaginal canal, sent her over the edge.
He was ramming his finger up her opening to his fist as his lips were pressing together around her tight little pearl. His other hand had found its way up to her breast and was squeezing it hard between his fore finger and thumb. Then just before she reached her high point, he got up, pushed her further onto the bed, grabbed her by the hips and rolled her over so that she was straddling his face with her wet crotch.
He moved her up so that his arms were in between her legs and she was balanced on her knees. He looked up and saw her hairy little lips open up before him so he drove his tongue back into action as she ground her hips down into his face. Her reaction to this new position was perfect as he reached up and played with both of her nipples. She threw back her head and ground away with her clit right into his mouth.
Oh…oh…Oh…OH…OH…!” she let it build. “Oh my…oh my…OH MY GOD!!” she finally screamed. “OH MY GOD JUNIOR! OOOHHH!!”
Bobby writhed and jerked as she let her emotions splash out of her opening in a flooding release. She breathlessly forcing every ounce of energy out of her buildup as she tugged at Junior to roll back over and shove it into her. He scrambled on top of her, settling between her wide spread legs. Then, positioning himself just right, he impaled her slippery opening with his mammoth erection, taking her breath away in one final plunge.
“AHGGGG!!” she cried out from deep with her soul. “Oh Junior you feel so big, so huge and yet so wonderful,” she called out.
He was too busy ramming his hips into her that he hardly heard her cries. Although he had just a few moments before shot his wad deep down her throat, he felt no lack of desire as he rapidly primed his pump for another gushing release. She was wild with her own pent up emotions and just as she was about to explode, she felt the first of many jets release into her womb and it caused her to erupt from her own volcanic release.
He lay there panting into the top of her head as she remained motionless under his total weight. Spent, they each lay there not moving a muscle. They were in total afterglow and soon fell into a deep, blissful sleep, holding each other close, not wanting to ever let go.
Somewhere during their sleep, Junior rolled off of his bride and was lying right next to her when he woke up. Bobby was staring into his eyes and gave him the most satisfied smile that a woman can give to her lover. He reached over and gave her a soft, sensuous kiss on her lips and told her just how much he loved her. She smiled and started to tear up.
“Why the tears Baby?” Junior asked.
She looked on as the tears started to roll.
“Is it your Dad?” he asked her.
Without saying a word, she started to sob as she buried her head into his chest. “Why does he have to be that way?” she asked through her sobs.
“I don’t know my love but we can’t let it upset us. It is what it is and nothing can change it for now anyway,” he told her. He rubbed her back and rocked her with his confidence as he thought to himself, “Yeah, why does he have to spoil everything.”
After a moment or two, he decided that he had let this go on for long enough and had to lighten the mood, so he asked her, “Bobby, where did you learn to give me a…a…you know, give me my wedding present?”
She looked up and smiled through her tears and said, “I Goggled it.”
“You mean you just asked, “How to give a Blow Job” and there it was?”
She shrugged her shoulders, grinned and told him “Yeah.”
“Well, I’ll be,” he said shaking his head in disbelief. After thinking for a second, he gave off a large smile, slapped her on the rear and told her, “Let’s go take a shower.”
He made a dash for the bathroom as she scrambled after his yelling, “Junior, that’s twice you slapped me on the rear and now I’m going to give it back to you.” As she got to the bathroom, he grabbed her around the waist laughingly and she melted into his arms. They kissed deeply, passionately, turned on the shower and waited for the water to gain its desired temperature. Then they got into the spray and started to take their first shower together.

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My First Older Woman

My first older woman taught me just about everything that I knew about sex and allowed me to please every woman in my life after her…especially my wife.

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Creampie fan part 1 of 2

She felt his dick swell like it always does when he is about to cum. “Yea baby,” she said, “Blow that big load all in my pussy. Give me your load.”
Her words sent him completely over the edge. He slammed his cock deep in his wife as wave after wave of cum drained from his dick. It felt so good he could barely hold himself up.
She said, “Now let’s do something really dirty. Pull out your cock and I will lick the cum off your dick as you suck the cum out of my pussy.”
He had never seen this side of his wife before, but they had talked about new experiences. He wasn’t sure he wanted to taste his own cum, but he always wanted to please his wife.
She made him lay down and took his cock in her mouth as she straddled his face. He started licking her pussy and nothing seemed all that different, but he could feel her tensing her above him and it wasn’t long before a load of cum poured out of her pussy.
She said, “Do not let any of it get lost. Lick it all up and swallow it.” Not that he had much of a choice. The cum flowed out of her pussy hole, funneled down her lips, over her clit and directly into his mouth.
It had been 15 years since he had tasted cum (experimenting in high school). He remembered how much he actually liked it. It had the consistency of liquid, but was thick and a little sticky. As he swallowed the first load from her pussy more came out and flowed right into his mouth. He knew he had cum a lot and the cum kept draining from his wife’s pussy. His dick began to swell and he swallowed every last drop of his own cum.
As his dick hardened, she decided it would be a waste not to take advantage so she rode his dick hard for fifteen minutes before they came together and he begged to lick her dry.
As they lay together in sexual bliss, she said, “I think you need to eat more cum out of my pussy and, no offense to you, I want more cock. I think you should let me fuck some other guys. You can even watch. And then you can eat their cum out of my pussy.”
He was shocked and turned on at the same time. Eating cum in her pussy did turn him on and he knew she knew it. But he was surprised his sweet little wife of 10 years seemed to be turning into slut right before his eyes. He whispered, “Anything for you.”
They decided to put their plan into action on a trip to Vegas. But the plan evolved. They knew some guys would not be up for him being around so they agreed she would fuck some guys and save their cum in her pussy or ass. She even bought butt plugs if there was too much cum and she needed to keep it in.
She knew she was hot and dressed in her sluttiest mini skirt outfit that would occasionally show off her ass and her tits would almost fall out.
She started the evening out propositioning guys around the casino. A few agreed to come up to her room and she told them different times 5 minutes apart 4 hours from now..
One guy she talked to seemed really excited. He was so good-looking that she started rubbing up against him with her body and feeling his dick through his pants as he played the slots. She was surprised as his dick grew. It was longer and much thicker than her husbands dick.
The guy would not go up to her room but suggested they meet in a secluded men’s bathroom in the casino. Her panties got soaked just thinking of this big cock pounding her. And doing it in a dirty public bathroom excited her even more.
She snuck into the bathroom and went into the stall he told her to go into. She took off her skirt and sat on the toilet and started playing with herself. Her pussy was really wet and she could feel her pussy begin to tingle.
She felt so dirty playing with herself in the men’s bathroom but it just added to the excitement. As she started to cum, she heard the door open. She was scared but could not bring herself to stop playing with her clit.
She could see feet stand next to the urinal that was next to her stall and it excited her even more as she heard his stream flow. This made her lose all control as she started cumming. She tried to be as quiet as possible but a couple of gasps came from her mouth.
The feet moved from the urinal and moved to the door to open it. She had not locked the door because she had been told not to. She only hoped it was the guy she met in the casino.
As the door opened, she saw a security guard. She was embarrassed. Her clothes were all disheveled and her hand was still playing with her pussy. She could only imagine what he was thinking.
It didn’t take long to find out. The security guard came in the stall, undid his pants and pulled out his cock. With his other hand he grabbed his radio and said, “We have a hot one in the west bathroom.” He walked over to her and said, “What do you want to do with this?”
She knew what to do. She grabbed his cock and started sucking it wildly. She alternated between sucking and stroking it and just deep throating his cock. It wasn’t long before she felt his hard dick swell like her husband’s right before he cums.
She stopped sucking and said, “My husband is in a room waiting for me to come back to him with a cum-filled pussy or ass so he can lick all of it out of me. I would love to swallow your cum, but I need it in other holes. I promised him.”
As she was saying this, the door opened again. The security guard helped her off the toilet then sat down himself and told her to sit on his dick. As she straddled him, three more security guards came into the handicap stall where they were. They got an eyeful as she sunk herself on the first guards swollen cock.
The other three guards immediately dropped their pants and started stroking their cocks. The only black guard came up behind her and said, “I am going to fuck your ass.” She was about to get up in protest when he pushed her down on the other guys cock and said, “Don’t worry. I carry lube for situations like this.”
She felt him pour lube down the crack of her ass and over her pussy and the dick in her pussy. She could not believe she was going to be double-penetrated for the first time, and in a men’s bathroom!
As the black guard moved in behind her, she felt this great pressure on her ass. She had been assfucked many times before and tried to relax her asshole, but the big black dick was bigger than she had experienced and the first guard was starting to pump her pussy.
She could feel her ass stretch to its limits as the black guy slowly started to push into her. She started to scream, “Its not gonna fit. Its not gonna fit.”
“Shut up slut. It will fit.” And his slow push in her ass turned into a quick ram into her ass.
“AHHHHHHH. Oh my fucking God. Oh my ass. It burns. Stop. Please.”
The black guy covered her mouth while him and the first guard alternated their strokes.
Her slight moment of pain was quickly replaced by ecstasy. Her mind spun as the two dicks worked her pussy and ass. As she started to cum, her moans were muffled by the hand on her mouth. “MMph. Mmph. Mmph. MMMMMMMM.”
As she started cumming and her pussy muscles contracted on the first guy. He let his load loose in her pussy. She could feel his dick pump his cum in her pussy as her pussy got even wetter.
The first guard pushed her up and the black guy in her ass spun around and sat on the toilet while keeping his dick in her ass. He pulled her legs back and up to give the next guy open access.
He plunged his cock in without hesitation. She still could not believe how much her ass was filled and how good it felt to take two cocks at once. As she was getting pounded in both holes, she caught a glimpse of the last guard’s cock. She thought, “That thing must be 12 inches.”
Just seeing that big cock set her off again. “Fuck me you bastards. Fuck my pussy and ass. Ram it. Make me cum again. OH. Slam me. Fuck meeee. Fuck meeeeee. AHHHHH. Oh my God. Oh my God. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.”
She collapsed as the guy in her pussy slammed his dick deep and started squirting his load inside her. She said, “That’s right. Put all that cum in my pussy. And before you pull out, make sure that big dick motherfucker over there is ready to fill my pussy with his cock.”
As one guy moved the other was ready to fill her pussy. No cum was wasted.
As that huge cock slid in her pussy, she could not believe what she was feeling. She took the first half easily but her pussy resisted the monster cock as it went deeper. He worked it in and out, going deeper with each thrust.
Two big dicks pumped in and out of her pussy and ass. She felt full and she felt stretched out in both holes. Within a minute, she was cumming again. As she started to cum the two guard said to each other, “Are you ready?” They both shook their heads and slammed deep in her.
She did not think she could cum anymore but the giant cock in her pussy pushed past her cervix with a little pain and a lot of pleasure and started filling her womb with his cum.
Two dicks filling her with cum felt so good she collapsed and just tried to maintain consciousness. As they started to pull out of her, she stopped them and asked the other guards to get the two butt plugs to plugs the cum in her pussy and ass.
A voice said, “Just plug her pussy. I’ll take her ass. You put on a great show babe.”
It was the guy who was supposed to meet her in the bathroom. They plugged her pussy with a plug and he put on a condom and bent her over the toilet.
He shoved his dick in her ass and started ramming her hard. He was slightly bigger than the black guy so she had to adjust to his size as he slammed into her.
He grabbed her hips and slammed into her time after time. As he got closer to cumming he shoved her head down close to the toilet bowl. “I am going to fuck you dirty like the dirty slut you are.
He pounded her ass for another minute then started cumming. “You slut. Take it. Take my cock you slut. UGHHHH.”
After he came he said, “Give me that butt plug. We wouldn’t want her to lose any cum.” As soon as he pulled out he filled her ass with the plug.
As she stood up, she said, “Can I have your condom. I will save that for my husband as well. He has a big surprise and this is not all of it.”

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