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Time Stop

A nerdy high school guy gains the ability to stop time. DON’T EXPECT REALISM. Enjoy!

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Susan blushed deep crimson when Mary gripped her nipple between her fingers and squeezed. She felt herself get real wet between her legs as her nipple continued to respond to Bunny’s tweaking.
“Feel mine,” Mary said, taking Susan’s hand in hers and bringing it up to her tit and holding it against.
Embarrassed Susan quickly squeezed Mary’s tit, feeling the hardness of her nipple pressing against the palm of her hand. Then she gripped the nipple between her fingers like Mary had done, squeezing it then quickly releasing it, reclaiming her hand.
“Now feel your own,” Mary said, encouraging her.
Blushing now, Susan reached up with one hand and felt and squeezed her own tit, pinching her nipple as she had done to Mary, then letting her hands drop as she continued to watch the monitor where John was still sucking Alice’s pussy.
“What do you think of that, Susan?” Ed asked turning to smile at her.
“It’s exciting,” Susan said, blushing.
“Do you like it when someone does that to you?” he asked.
“I’ve never done that,” Susan said, embarrassed.
“Ah,” Ed said. “Well, one day you will. Then you’ll remember watching Alice and John like this and me asking you the question. That means you’ll think of me while someone’s eating your pussy and that’ll be almost as good as being there myself.”
“Ed, relax,” Mary said, seeing the shocked look on Susan’s face.
“There she goes,” Rob said, watching the monitor.
They all looked then and saw Alice arching her back, holding John’s head tight against her pussy. She rubbed herself against his face as she came, John slurping at the juices that were flowing from her pussy. Then suddenly she released his head and slumped back against the wall as John sat back on his heels, pussy juice smeared across his face.
“That sure looks tasty,” Ed said, licking his lips. “I wouldn’t mind some of that myself.”
“Ed, think of what you’re saying,” Mary said, hitting him on the arm and nodding her head towards Susan.
“Oh, I’m sorry, darlin’,” Ed said. “Sometimes I don’t think before I speak. You better run on now. I think it’s time for the night dive now that John’s finished diving Alice.”
Rob and Mary laughed when he said this, and Susan managed a grin as she went down the ladder back into the galley and then out the salon onto the dive deck. Everyone was already there except for Alice and John. Moving over to her gear, Susan began to check everything. As she wriggled into her BC she realized that Sue next to her was now topless. She had smaller breasts with hard dark nipples on the ends. As she was getting to her feet she saw Alice and John joining them. They both had smiles on their faces but she could be reading something into it.
All she could think of as she looked at them was what she had just seen in the monitor in the wheelhouse. One by one they dropped into the dark water, their dive lights the only indication of their presence from the surface. It was more than a half hour later before everyone clambered back on board, absolutely tired from their first day in the sun and the water.
One by one they staggered into the salon, everyone but Susan and Jimmy and Bunny and her brothers going down to their cabins.
“Why don’t we get some rum and get drunk?” Bunny suggested.
“Do you have some?” Jimmy asked.
“Down in the cabin I do,” Bunny said. “Why don’t you come and get it with me.”
“Sure,” Jimmy said, getting to his feet and following Bunny down the stairs.
“Well, we won’t see them for a while,” Bob laughed.
“Why not?” Susan asked, conscious of the fact that her nipples were getting hard again.
“Bunny’s hungry,” Billy explained. “I guess she thinks Jimmy would be a nice snack.”
“Shouldn’t we go find them?” Susan asked after about five minutes of uncomfortable silence had passed.
“Sure, if you want,” Bob said with a grin. “We don’t want them to finish the rum, do we?” he said as he led the way down the steps to the cabin area.
When they got down to the door to their cabin, Billy told her to just go in. Turning the handle and opening the door, Susan stepped into the cabin to the sight of Jimmy on his knees, his face buried in Bunny’s pussy as she leaned back on her elbow, a bottle of rum in her other hand.
“Oh, did you come for the rum?” Bunny asked, holding the rum out to Susan as Billy and Bob crowded in behind her. “Don’t stop,” she said to Jimmy, putting a hand on his head to keep him between her legs. “That feels great.”
“What are you doing?” Susan asked, shocked beyond belief as she watched her brother’s tongue slither back into Bunny’s wide-open pussy.
“You’ve got to learn to relax, Susan,” Bunny said, smiling at her. “He’s doing just fine.”
“Why don’t you let me do that for you,” Billy suggested, wrapping his arms around Susan from behind and cupping her tits. “You’d love it.”
“I couldn’t,” Susan said, wanting to pull away from his embrace but there being no room in the small cabin to move.
“Look how much Bunny likes it,” he said, his fingers finding her nipples and gently pinching and pulling on them. “Doesn’t this feel nice?”
“No. Yes, it does,” Susan admitted. “It’s just — well, Jimmy’s my brother.”
“Relax, he’s busy,” Billy said, one hand wandering down her belly to cup her pussy. “Besides, he’s not going to tell on you, is he? Look at the way he’s sucking Bunny’s pussy. It sure looks like he knows what he’s doing,” he said, his fingers rubbing her pussy.
Susan was torn as she watched Jimmy licking and sucking Bunny’s pussy. Her legs were as wide as possible and she could see every little detail of her pussy as Jimmy’s tongue slithered here and there. And then there was that warm, soft, electric feeling as Billy continued to pinch and tease her nipples with one hand while the other one was rubbing her pussy through the thin material of her bathing suit. Not knowing what to do, she just leaned back against Billy as he continued to excite her.
Then she felt Billy’s fingers slide under her bathing suit and between her pussy lips. She almost died when she felt his fingers softly rubbing up and down between her pussy lips, teasing her hole and gently rubbing soft circles around her clit. She could feel herself getting wet as he continued to gently rub her. Susan found that she just couldn’t take her eyes off of Jimmy licking and sucking Bunny’s pussy. It was almost as if every stroke of his tongue she could feel through Billy’s fingers.
Then she felt Billy pushing a finger into her hole. At first she liked it, then her mind got in the way and she stiffened, twisting her body so that Billy’s hand was dislodged from her pussy.
“No, please don’t,” she said, facing him.
“All right,” Billy said, smiling at her. “You’re supposed to enjoy it. If you don’t, there’s no point in continuing,” he said, bringing his fingers to his mouth and licking them. “But you sure do have a nice taste,” he said, sucking on one finger. “I’d sure like to do that to you,” he said, nodding his head towards his sister and Jimmy.
Susan turned her head once more to look just as Bunny gasped and grabbed Jimmy’s head, holding it tightly against her pussy as her whole body began to shake as she came. Susan could hear Jimmy lapping at the juices that were flowing from Bunny’s pussy as she came. She just stood there watching as Jimmy licked and slurped and sucked all the juices that flowed from Bunny’s pussy as she came. She felt Billy’s hand slide around her waist to again cup her breast and tease her already hard nipple. Then Bunny let out a deep sigh and sat up, holding Jimmy’s cum-smeared face in her hands.
“That was just great,” she said, leaning forward and kissing him. “You can suck my pussy whenever you’d like,” she said, again kissing him, her tongue searching out his as she sucked his breath from his lungs. “And you’re still in high school,” she said, laughing as she looked up at Susan staring at them.
“You have a great little brother,” Bunny said. “You’re lucky, like me.”
“Would you like me to do that to you?” she asked, reaching forward and cupping Jimmy’s hard cock in the palm of her hand through his bathing suit. “You sure deserve it.”
Susan gasped when she heard this, and spinning out of Billy’s arms she pulled the door to the cabin open and left, pulling it shut behind her. Shocked beyond belief she went down the hall and opened the door to her cabin. Only it wasn’t her cabin. It was the one next to hers. And to her surprise she found herself face to face with Alice as she sat astride John, her hips sliding back and forth as she fucked him.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Susan said, backing out the cabin. “I thought this was my cabin.”
“That’s okay,” Alice said. “You don’t have to go if you want to visit,” she said as the door was pulled shut by Susan.
“I do need someone to talk to,” Susan said from the other side of the not quite closed door.
“Well, come in and talk to us, silly,” Alice said. “It’s okay.”
“If you’re sure,” Susan said, slowly pushing the door open again. “But I don’t want to interrupt.”
“You won’t,” Alice laughed, grinding her hips into John. “Unless it bothers you, of course. We don’t mind stopping.”
“No. I — I just don’t know,” Susan said as she stood there in the doorway.
“Come in and sit down,” Alice said, getting to her feet and taking her hand, John’s cock slipping from her pussy and pointing up to his head, thick and hard and glistening from Alice’s pussy juices. “Sit here,” Alice said, pulling her down onto the bunk opposite. “Now what is it that’s bothering you?” she asked, sitting right next to her.
Susan could smell the sexual excitement in the air. It was even more than Bunny and her brother. She couldn’t help staring at John’s huge glistening cock as it throbbed on his belly.
“Oh, that,” Alice said, seeing the direction of Susan’s gaze. “I’ll put it away,” she said as she got to her feet, reaching out and taking John’s cock in her hand as she swung a leg over his body and lowered herself onto him, his cock disappearing into her pussy as she sat down on him. “I like this better anyway,” she said with a laugh, smiling at Susan.
“Now talk to us,” she said, slowly sliding her hips back and forth on John’s cock.
So Susan told them what had just happened between her brother and Bunny and how she had let Billy touch her and get her excited in a way that she had never been before. And she told them how she had fled the room when Bunny had made her suggestion to Jimmy. She didn’t say anything about watching them on the monitor earlier that day. She could still see it in her mind, though, the sight of Bunny’s pussy was indelibly inscribed on her memory.
“And I don’t know why I ran out of there,” she said, her eyes moistening. “It felt nice. I’m a senior in high school. Most of my girlfriends haven’t been virgins for a long time. And Billy’s a nice boy. Bob too,” she added. “I just don’t know.”
“Oh, you poor thing,” Alice said, sitting still for a moment. “You’re just afraid it won’t be everything you’ve always been told it should or could be. Or that this isn’t the right person or the right place and circumstance. Don’t force yourself to do anything before you’re good and ready. But don’t deny yourself because of someone else’s expectations either.
“Look at me. I was your age once. Actually not too long ago. I did things when I did and I don’t have any regrets when I look back. Sex, I love sex. And I’m not ashamed of it either. I mean, we’re having this conversation and I’ve got John’s cock in me like it doesn’t even matter.
“You have to decide all these things for yourself. But whatever you decide, you shouldn’t be ashamed of your decision, no matter what it is. It’s more important to live comfortably with yourself and your decisions.”
“I understand,” Susan said, nodding her head. “I guess I knew that but it was something my mother would never tell me.”
“That’s what mothers are,” Alice said, increasing the pace of her hips. “They always want you to wait,” she gasped, slamming her hips back and forth. “But sometimes you just have to have it right then and there,” she said, grinding her hips into John and groaning, and John groaning with her.
Susan realized that they had both just cum. She could see the sheen of sweat on their bodies as they tensed with each successive spasm. It seemed to last forever, even though it was just a minute or so, and Alice sat up, her head back and her eyes closed. Turning to look at Susan, she smiled.
“But enjoy it no matter what,” she said, bringing her hands up to her breasts and lifting them, leaning down and sucking first one nipple, then the other into her mouth, tasting the salty sweat of her lovemaking. “And don’t be afraid to come to us for help.”
“Susan,” John said, “you’re a very pretty girl. There isn’t a boy or man alive that wouldn’t love to be with you. I guess what I’m saying is that you don’t have to settle for just anyone because the opportunity’s there. You can afford to pick someone you like. You can even pick me,” he said, laughing.
“Ah, but you’d have to let me watch, and then join in,” Alice said, laughing. “And I wouldn’t mind. I’m sure you’d be just wonderful to be with. You really are sweet.”
“I should go,” Susan said. “It’s late and we have to dive in the morning.”
“Well, sleep tight,” Alice said. “And come visit us again.”
“Whenever you like,” John said. “Good night.”
“Good night,” Susan said, getting to her feet and opening the door. “And thank you both.”
“Good night, Susan,” Alice said as the door closed. “She really is sweet, you know.”
“I know I’d love to find out how sweet she is,” John said, laughing as Alice began grinding her hips again.
“In time, my dear, in time,” Alice said, laughing as she felt him growing hard again inside of her.
When Susan stepped out of their cabin into the hallway, she didn’t want to go to her own and possibly have to confront her brother. But realizing how tired she was she turned and slowly opened the door to her cabin. Surprised that Jimmy wasn’t there, she went in and undressed and went to sleep.
Meanwhile, when Susan had run from the cabin where Jimmy had just sucked Bunny’s pussy, Bunny laughed when Susan ran from the room, then her smile fell.
“I didn’t want to scare her or anything,” she said. “I didn’t mean to hurt her feelings.”
“I’m sure you didn’t,” Jimmy said.
“Well, how about it, Jimmy,” Bunny said, again cupping his cock in her hand. “Let me see what you have here.”
“What about them?” Jimmy said, looking up at Billy and Bob, both of whom were smiling.
“They’ve seen me suck a cock before,” Bunny said. “I don’t care if they watch. Do you?”
“N-n-no,” Jimmy stammered, not believing his luck.
“Well, let’s get that suit off of you then,” Bunny said, pulling him to his feet in front of her. “Umm, nice,” she said as she pulled down his suit, his cock springing into her face. “This looks yummy,” she said, opening her mouth and engulfing his cock, taking it right into her throat. “Umm, yes, this is nice,” she said after she had let his cock slowly slide out of her mouth, her lips glued to it tightly the whole way. “I want you to cum in my mouth, Jimmy,” Bunny said, looking up at him before sliding back down on his cock.
Then she began to suck his cock in earnest, using her hands, her lips, her tongue, her throat, milking and massaging his cock. Jimmy was beside himself as Bunny sucked his cock. He couldn’t believe how good it felt. He felt excitement like he had never felt before. This was even better than sucking Bunny’s pussy, he thought, something he couldn’t have even imagined ten minutes ago.
Then he was aware of Billy and Bob standing close by on either side of him, each of them with their cock in their hand masturbating as they watched their sister sucking his cock. Then he felt a sudden building of pressure in his balls and they exploded, cum shooting from his cock into Bunny’s mouth as she continued to suck on him. He couldn’t believe what it felt like as he looked down and saw her cheeks billowing as she gulped to keep up with him.
Then slowly he felt his balls stop spasming as Bunny sucked the last of his cum from his cock. Then to his utter amazement, Bunny let his cock slide from her mouth and she turned and engulfed Bob’s cock, sucking him down into her throat, and grabbed Billy’s cock in her hand. As Jimmy just stared down at her, Bunny quickly sucked Bob into cumming in her mouth, gulping his cum just as she had his. Then as she was turning her head from Bob towards Billy, Billy’s cock exploded in her hand, cum flying into her face before she could open her mouth and swallow him. Bunny quickly finished sucking Billy’s cock and sat up, gasping for breath, her lips smeared with cum.
“That was great,” she said, licking her lips and smiling up at Jimmy. “And you came buckets,” she said, reaching out and cupping Jimmy’s cock in her hand. “I wonder what we’ll do next,” she mused, smiling at him as she massaged his cock in her hand. “But kiss me good night,” she said, smiling up at him. “We have to dive in the morning.”
As Jimmy bent over to kiss her, Bunny pulled him down on his knees in front of her, her knees on either side of him. Kissing him, she drove her tongue into his mouth and sucked on his. Then releasing him, she laughed.
“Now kiss my pussy good night too,” she said, bringing her feet up onto the edge of the bunk, her pussy spread wide open.
Quickly this time Jimmy bent over, gluing his mouth to her pussy and savoring again the delicious juices that filled her pussy. She let him suck her for only a few seconds, then pulled him up.
“Now, don’t tell anyone about this,” she said, looking at her brothers then back to Jimmy. “This is between us, okay?”
“Sure,” Jimmy said. “I’ll be cool.”
“Yes, I know you will be,” Bunny said, getting to her feet and wrapping her arms around him. “Now pull your suit back on before I suck your cock again.”
Jimmy laughed as he bent over to pull his suit up. What a night! Once more kissing Bunny, Jimmy said good night to Billy and Bob and left the cabin, a smile from ear to ear splitting his face. He couldn’t believe his luck, he thought as he went up the stairs to the salon. Grabbing a snack he sat down. She had actually asked him to suck her pussy! Unbelievable. And it was so nice. It was soft and warm and wet and so sweet! And then Susan had just barged in with Billy and Bob and she didn’t even care. He had loved it when she came. It was so exciting and her juices just flowed into his mouth. But then she had even sucked his cock. He had never had that done before either. It had felt so unreal when he felt it enveloped in her mouth and her throat. It had been so exciting that he had cum almost immediately. But then watching her suck her brothers’ cocks, that was just totally beyond belief. He couldn’t even imagine anything like that. But she had just sucked them like it was nothing, swallowing their cum too.
“Hi, Jimmy,” Mary said, coming into the salon from the galley, a towel wrapped around her. “You’re up late.”
“Yeah,” Jimmy said.
“Too much excitement to sleep?” Mary asked, walking over and leaning against the table facing him.
“I’ll say,” Jimmy said, a big smile creasing his face.
“Anything in particular?” Mary asked, sitting on the edge of the table.
“Sort of,” Jimmy said, his eyes widening as he saw Mary’s towel fall off of her legs as she sat on the edge of the table, her knees slightly apart.
“Anything you want to tell me about?” Mary asked, a twinkle in her eyes as she saw where Jimmy’s eyes were focused, shifting a bit and opening her knees a little further.
“Oh, I don’t know,” Jimmy said, looking right up her legs at her pussy.
“Do you like looking at my pussy, Jimmy?” Mary asked softly, opening her knees as wide as she could and letting the towel fall away, sitting on the table in front of him naked.

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Fantasy

The Rape of Persephone

Inspired by the Greek myth of Hades (god of the underworld) kidnapping Persephone (goddess of the spring) and taking her as his wife. This story does not accurately depict all the events or facts that were in the myth, I just liked the idea and wanted to expand on it. This is my first story for the website so be sure to give me any suggestions you may have and be sure to tell me if its too tame. I wanted to write a story I would like, one with an actual plot with relationships and personalities between the characters, I didn’t want to jump right into the sex before giving a good build up, but if it is too tame tell me. 🙂

Fantasy

geting in to moms pants

I don’t know when this started, but I think it was when I was fourteen or so. The school sent us home early, because of a bad snowstorm. That was on its way, mom must not have heard the report because when I got home she wasn’t there, so I went looking. And to this day what I saw still makes me hard, she was on her bed naked, fingering her very wet pussy and rubbing a vibe on her clit. And that’s when it all changed.
She was so very sexy there naked in pure ecstasy, but it wasn’t just that it was the fact that I finally realized that she was so very beautiful. That’s when I made the decision to make love to her.
I called out ‘mom are your okay, your moaning awfully hard, you never fell down and hurt your self did you”. And I rushed in to her room, are you okay mom.
And there she was in all her naked glory, and she looked at me and I looked at her, and it took her a little time to get over the shock and realize that she was still naked, that’s when I picked up the blanked and covered her up, a unexpected move I know, but she look so dame cute all embarrassed like that.
Then I sat down on the bed and had a little chat with my mom, “mother I know that you’re at that age, when you want to try and explore your body, and there’s noting unnatural about that. But please remember to lock the front door, what would have happened if I had been a burglar or a rapist. I am able to control my self around such a very sexy and beautiful naked woman but some men might not be”.
Just when I thought she couldn’t get any cuter she giggled very funny son, who would try to rape me, an old lady?. What are you talking about mom, your only 40 and not to mention you have the body of a 30 year old, your tits are perfect and your ass is so sexy.
Well son it seem that you have been thinking about this a lot, this time I was the one blushing. Yes mom I have, I am sure you would have noticed your panties. I have son but I figured with me being naked and all you would have tried something by now. So I made my move I leaned over and kissed my mom and moved down to one of her breasts licking and sucking her nipples for a while, she moaned and said that’s so good son.
I slide my hand down between her thighs and started to tease her clit, I picked up the pace and started to nibble her nipple just a little, and slid my finger in to ever-wet pussy. She moaned and groaned and started to get louder and louder, the she squirted all over my hand. Your quite the little finger banger aren’t you mom said.
I get up and lick my finger clean and start to strip down naked, with no need to cover my man hood, mom sees my hard erect penis pointing at her face, god son you must be ten inches and as big around as a coke can. I blush.
Well mom what do you think I ask, she replies with a muffled voice as she sucks my hard cock, I can’t quite make out what she’s saying and I pull my cock out of her very skilled mouth and ask her again. She blushes and looks me in the eye, you cock tastes like virgin.
How easy the tables turn and I have to tell her the truth, mom I have been waiting for this day for a very long time. Every since I hit puberty I have wanted to fuck you, it started small at first just your panties. Then I moved to touching you while you were asleep, I would rub my cock on your lips and finger your pussy.
I thought she would be angry, but she wasn’t she just hugged me; it was awkward because my cock was rubbing on her belly.
I lie back on the bed and stroke my cock, and she moves up the bed. She straddles my waist, with the tip of my cock between her lips. She rubs her clit on my cock as I suck and nibble her nipples.
She moans and slides her self on to my manhood and I groan. As I groan I move to whisper in her ear, “ your pussy feels so good mom, its like a vice on my cock” and she picks up her pace, her tits bouncing up and down in my face.
Fuck my mom, fuck my cock hard I want to cum on those tits, she moans and calls me a naughty son. I start to rub her asshole and she starts to giggle. Not exactly what I want to hear my first time. She looks at me and say’s that tickles.
I can feel a load building in my cock and I flip her over missionary style and pull out of her cunt. I move up to her tits and put my cock between them. I fuck her tits and as they slide up and down on my cock she licks the tip of my cock.
I stop tit fucking her and put my balls in her mouth and she tea bags me. Ouch mom bit the skin on my ball, that hurts I tell her and she can’t stop giggling again. This time I am irritated what’s so funny mom. All she can say is it tickles again.
I look behind me and there is buddy my moms dog, giving her a rim job. Well it looks like you taught him some new tricks.
What else did you teach him mom, just the basics son, ass, pussy and tits you know son.
Well then get on all fours and give me a show mom. And she does and buddy gets in a very happy mood. His cock slide out of his sheath and he gets on her back and slides his cock in my moms pussy, and starts to hump like there’s no tomorrow.
Mom groans and I get down between her tits again, and I start to tit fuck her, mom your one strange whore.
I blow my load on her tits and face, and buddy shoots a load in her pussy.
Good dog.

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It started at the nudist beach

Those readers who have enjoyed my earlier, somewhat violent and sadistic stories, might be disappointed by this purely sexual story. But then again, I know that many people do not like the cruelty I’ve previously written of, and may enjoy this story more.
The other thing that I might mention is that, after the moderators treated me so shabbily at the time of posting my last story, I vowed never to write again. I have in fact abstained for well over a year, however have written this one for all of those lovely people who have asked me to write more.
This story has of course, no basis in reality, it is just pure fantasy about the way I might have been, had life thrown up different circumstances. (Sigh)
But now to the story:
Rob was one of those men who, while truly loving his wife, nevertheless got a thrill from seeing her being degraded and made cheap and sluttish.
Her husband’s perversion began to be shown to Yvonne almost as soon as they were married. Her husband wanted her to wear shorter and shorter skirts, tighter and more revealing tops, and on the beach to actually go topless so that men could ogle her naked breasts. Initially she worried that Rob had stopped loving her. Her understanding of love was that a husband is normally jealous of his wife’s purity and chastity, rather than wanting to show her off.
When Yvonne mentioned her fears, Rob explained to her that rather than his love lessening in any way, his pride in Yvonne, when he saw men perving on her, served to make him love her all the more. This all seemed a little strange to Yvonne, but she soon noticed that if she flirted or showed herself off in some way, her husband loved it and was so very loving towards her afterwards.
Straight away, Yvonne began to respond to her husband’s prompting. She began to wear very short skirts and very revealing clothes, and found that it was certainly not unpleasant to have men looking admiringly, and even lustfully towards her.
This state of affairs had developed so rapidly that Rob and Yvonne had been married just on a month when an event occurred that pushed things much, much further.
Rob had long known of a nudist beach some distance away. He had checking it out several times and knew that while some couples did sunbathe nude, it was mainly frequented by men who no doubt only went there to perv on the limited number of women.
One particular hot and sunny day, Rob and Yvonne decided to go to the beach. Rob told his wife about the nudist beach, and suggested that they go there.
Yvonne, although she had slid her top off while sunbathing, had never thought of removing all of her clothing, and she felt both embarrassed, but also excited, at the thought. She knew that her husband would be thrilled to show her off in that manner, and after hesitating for just a moment or two, she agreed.
On arriving at the beach, Yvonne felt that she was almost blushing as they walked together over the sand. She had kept her eyes downcast but was aware that there were only two other couples, and in each case the woman was simply lying topless and sunbathing.
Rob seemed to know exactly where he was going, he led his blushing bride along the beach and past a large outcrop of rocks. Past these rocks there were just a handful of people, and with a shy and very brief scan around her, Yvonne could see that they were all men and that she was the only female in that area.
Yvonne wore a little pair of shorts along with a skimpy little top through which her nipples bulged prominently. She felt that all of the men were looking her over and anticipating the nakedness of her small breasts when she took her top off. At that thought she felt flustered, embarrassed, excited, and very definitely sexy.
They spread out the towels on the sand, and Rob immediately stripped off his shorts and t-shirt to be completely naked. Yvonne looked at his body and saw his cock verging on being hard, no doubt at the thought of all of these men viewing his wife’s nakedness.
Yvonne sat on the towel, too embarrassed to undress, and too embarrassed to look about her. Rob looked at her expectantly, then, realising his wife’s shyness, he leaned over and, taking hold of the bottom of his wife’s little white top, he pulled it up over her head and tossed it onto the sand.
Yvonne’s small, but round and firm breasts swayed naked on her chest. She felt a little tremor shudder through her body. She knew that all of the men, would be looking and admiring her.
“You’re fabulous,” Rob said admiringly. He then told Yvonne to lean back on her elbows rather than lie down on the beach towel ……. “so everyone can have a good perv over you.”
Yvonne did as her husband suggested. Her shoulders going back and her breasts naturally thrusting forward as she leaned back on her elbows in a semi-reclining position.
With closed eyes, Yvonne tipped her head back so that her thick, dark hair fell luxuriously over her shoulders. She felt the warm sun soaking her half undressed body, and felt so sexually sensual.
Rob glanced around and noted almost everyone looking in their direction. There were two men together just seven or eight yards away, and another five individual men dotted around the beach. Rob had intentionally selected a spot right in the middle and fairly close the the couple of men who were together. These latter two were looking in his direction so he smiled towards them and nodded his head in a friendly manner.
“Isn’t this fucking great,” he thought to himself as he looked at his young wife’s naked breasts fully on display.
It was only a minute or two later, when the two men, who all the while had been quite wantonly viewing Yvonne’s semi-nakedness, got up off the sand and began strolling towards where Rob and Yvonne had settled. The men, when within a couple of yards, briefly glanced away from Yvonne and encountered Rob’s eye. Rob grinned broadly at the men and gave a friendly nod of his head. This seemed to assure the two men that Rob was quite amenable to them having a good look at Yvonne, and they almost stopped for a moment or two at Yvonne’s feet, and gazed down admiringly at her naked breasts and lovely shoulders and body.
Yvonne, sensing the men’s nearby presence, lifted her head and found herself looking directly into the men’s grinning faces. Her face flushed red as she lowered her eyes in embarrassment, however she maintained her position under the men’s lustful gaze.
The men continued on their way along the beach, but made it obvious that their only intention had been to perv on Yvonne’s breasts, when they stopped a short way off, paused for a moment, then came walking back for another look, once more pausing at her feet to gloat at the sight.
“Oh my God,” Yvonne whispered to Rob after the men had passed, “they certainly didn’t mind taking a good look.”
Rob chuckled, “they certainly liked what they saw,” he said, then went on to tease Yvonne about how she had blushed so much under the men’s gaze.
It was then that they noticed another man get up from his position and begin to saunter up the beach towards them.
Obviously, this man had been encouraged by the brazenness of the first couple of men who had come to view Yvonne’s naked, and splendid, breasts.
Unlike the first men, who it could have been argued where just stretching their legs, this man, perhaps in his late fifties and somewhat scrawny looking, was walking straight up the beach towards them, and much more obviously intent on coming purely for a look.
Yvonne closed her eyes and once more let her head tip back slightly as she soaked up the sunshine. This time she was intent not to encounter the gaze of her admirer.
Again Rob grinned and nodded in a friendly manner as this old perv came right to their feet and gloated at Yvonne’s nakedness as he sauntered ever so slowly by.
Having had a good look, the guy made a sharp turn and headed straight back to where he’d come from on the beach, thus making it quite obvious that he’d just walked up to Yvonne to perv on her naked breasts.
Rob suddenly wished that Yvonne had been totally naked for these three men who’d perved over her breasts.
“What about taking off your shorts,” he suggested to his wife.
“Goodness!” Yvonne exclaimed, “don’t you think they’re seeing enough.”
“Just think of how you would have felt with those men looking at you if you’d been totally naked,” her husband said excitedly, “they’re obviously just perverts here to lust over you.”
Rob knew that Yvonne would be too embarrassed to strip naked herself, so he got up on his knees and leaned over to undo the button and zipper of his wife’s shorts.
Yvonne lifted her head and watched Rob fumbling with her shorts. Rob noted with delight that she offered no resistance.
Undoing the button, Rob began to pull at his wife’s shorts. Yvonne lifted her backside slightly, and the shorts came sliding down over her legs.
Rob followed up by pulling Yvonne’s little pair of panties down and then pulled both items of clothing off over her feet so that she was now totally naked.
“Oh darling,” Yvonne softly murmured, “this is so very wrong.”
“It’s so very right,” Rob countered, “you’re going to be a dirty little slut and show yourself off like a fucking whore.”
“Oh my God!” Yvonne exclaimed. It was the first time that Rob had ever said such degrading and filthy things about her, but she felt so excitedly sexy and knew that she really was being a slut by showing herself off in this way.
Rob looked across at his lovely, young wife, as naked as the day she was born, with her beautiful round firm breasts fully on display, her gorgeous legs naked and her tiny triangle of trimmed hair peeping at the top of her legs which she kept firmly together.
Getting up on his knees, Rob leaned over his wife and taking each of her ankles, spread her legs some three feet apart. He then slipped a hand under first one knee and then the other, and lifted his wife’s knees up and splayed them outwards so that she was in such a position that she might adopt while being fucked, and with her cunt now gaping beautifully between her naked thighs.
“Oh darling,” Yvonne once more moaned softly, “this is so very wrong, and so very bad.”
Rob knew from the tone of his wife’s voice, and the way that she said this, that she certainly wasn’t complaining or resisting in any way. It was more of a lustful submission to what he was doing with her.
“Mmm, sweetheart,” Rob responded with loving affection, “you look like a filthy harlot in that position.”
Yvonne had been looking down across her naked body, at her parted legs with knees in the air and splayed apart, at her gaping pussy. She turned her head towards Rob and gave a start as she saw that the older man who had just been up to perv on her naked breasts, had silently walked up to them once more, and was standing right next to them.
The lecherous old pervert was now grinning broadly, having heard Rob’s words that Yvonne looked like a harlot. He moved to just near Yvonne’s feet and stood gazing at her lovely, naked thighs and her gaping cunt which was showing signs of wetness.
Yvonne, in her extreme embarrassment and shame, kept her eyes lowered, looking at the man’s thin, hairy legs, and attracted by the large, semi-rigid cock that swayed out from between his loins.
Instinctively, Yvonne closed her knees together, but her husband immediately leaned over and gently parted them again to display her gaping cunt once more.
This latter action of Rob, in spreading his wife’s thighs, showed beyond doubt to the old perv, that Yvonne was there to be seen and to be gloated over.
The guy immediately put his hand to his cock and asked, “Where’d you find this slut?”
“She’s my wife,” Rob answered proudly.
“Really!” the old guy exclaimed with obvious surprise. He didn’t elaborate on what he thought though, and just continued to gloat over the lewdness of Yvonne’s lascivious pose.
“Do you share her?” the old guy eventually asked.
This question took Rob by surprise and he hesitated without answering. Wild perverted ideas raced through his mind, and it wasn’t until he saw Yvonne looking at him with a horrified look that he muttered an answer of “no.”
The old pervert continued to lust over Yvonne before then giving a grunt and walking away without a further word.
“Oh God!” I feel so dirty, as if I’d been molested by his eyes and his thoughts,” Yvonne said with a shudder.
“Yes,” Rob responded with a mocking laugh, “and that’s why your cunt is so wet and you couldn’t take your eyes off his cock.”
Just then, Rob, who had been glancing about, noticed a guy who had moved closer to them and was directly in front some twenty yards away. Poking out from under this guy’s beach towel, was the unmistakable shape of a zoom camera lens.
For just a moment, the thought of Yvonne being captured on film, sent a thrill through Rob’s brain. He then thought that he too might be captured on film and frowned at the thought of perhaps being posted on some sex site on the internet. While the idea of his wife being displayed to the entire world excited him, Rob didn’t want himself so displayed.
He immediately got to his feet and moved off towards the guy.
“Where are you going?” Yvonne asked in a panic at the thought of being left alone.
Rob ignored her, and approached the guy who, as soon as he saw Rob heading in his direction, had pulled the towel down to hide the camera.
“Hi,” Rob said in a friendly manner as he dropped down onto his knees next to the guy.
“Hi,” the man answered in a suspicious and slightly flustered manner, no doubt because he wondered if he’d been caught at snapping the photos that he had indeed taken.
“I’m happy with you taking photos of my wife, but I don’t want myself in them if you’re going to post them on the net or anything like that,” Rob said cheerily.
The guy immediately seemed to relax a bit, and Rob mentioned that his camera looked like it had a “decent sort of a zoom lens on it.”
“x500,” the guy said with a hint of pride.
“Wow,” Rob grinned, “that would bring things up nice and close. Can I have a look at how my wife looks?”
The guy momentarily seemed suspicious again. He hadn’t actually admitted to having taken photos, but after a second’s consideration he lifted the towel and got his last photo up on the screen of the camera.
Rob looked at it, and saw Yvonne’s image, as if she had been photographed from close range. Her knees were up and apart and she was looking up at the old perv who had stood, also stark naked, right in front of her.
“Fuck, she came up all right with your zoom,” Rob said enthusiastically, then added as he looked at the camera’s controls, “how do I go back?”
He needed no instruction though, as he’d pushed the arrow button and saw the previous shot of Yvonne with legs nicely parted.
Trawling back through the photos, he viewed some thirty or more pictures of Yvonne in her nakedness.
“Some great shots there,” he said with a grin as he handed the camera back. “Her cunt doesn’t show from here though, you’re welcome to come and get some close ups of her if you want.”
Yvonne had all of this time watched her husband with some anxiety. She had pulled a towel up to cover her nakedness, and sat with arms clutching the towel.
Now, seeing her husband approach with the man holding the camera, she felt a nervous tremor run through her body, but at the same time she felt relief that Rob would be back alongside her.
“This guy wants to take some pornographic photos of you,” Rob announced cheerily by way of some sort of introduction between Yvonne and the guy.
Rob pulled the towel away and instructed his wife to lie back, at the same time spreading her legs and lifting her knees once more.
The guy began to eagerly click away with his camera, taking dozens of photos from every conceivable angle.
“Zoom right in on her cunt if you want,” Rob suggested. He then got Yvonne to use her fingers in spreading her cunt a little more.
Seeing what was going on, every guy on the beach now came, a few others also armed with cameras, and Yvonne was soon the centre of attention with men jostling all around her to get a good view or good photos of Yvonne’s body, tits, cunt, legs, ass, or just her lovely face.
Yvonne was initially overwhelmed with shame at being naked amidst all of these guys whose cocks were all now ranging from semi-rigid through to huge, erect, cum dribbling monsters.
The men were so nice to her though, that she soon began to relax and thrilled all the more to being so brazenly sluttish for the battery of cameras. She noticed actually, that in addressing her directly, the men were all so nice – “slip your fingers in your cunt sweetheart” – ” tip your head back a little darling” – “lift your legs into the air sweetie.” While any word about her addressed to her husband was invariably somewhat crude – “do you share the slut around?” – “does the bitch take it up the ass?” – “get the dirty whore to kneel on all fours with her ass in the air” – “does the slut play around?”
Yvonne’s cunt was absolutely dribbling, with little riverlets of her juices now and then trickling down from her wet cunt.
Eventually, with each camera filled with literally hundreds of porno pics of Yvonne, and one guy having actually masturbated while watching Yvonne, the crowd dispersed, with the photographers packing up and heading home to download their booty and no doubt boast to work colleagues, friends and all and sundry, about the sensational thing that had happened to them.
There were just two older guys, perhaps in their late fifties, that seemed to loiter about. Then when the last of the others had gone, one of them said to Rob, “my apartment is just up the road, perhaps you and I and this other guy could have a fucking session and film it all?” Then he added that he also had a collection of dildos, vibrators and a vacuum device for nipples and tits, along with bondage equipment, and video equipment.
Rob, whose lust was already at a fever level, felt his already hard cock swell even further. He understood it that the guy had meant that all three of them fuck his wife. He looked at Yvonne who was still stark naked but standing now. She had obviously heard the guy’s suggestion, as it was directed to them both, however she remained with a completely relaxed look on her face as if the suggestion had been no more than that they have a cup of coffee.
Still looking at his wife, and wondering that she remained so calm at such a suggestion, Rob replied that “it sounds tempting.”
Yvonne’s look had been somewhat dreamy but now he caught her eye directly. He was sure there was the hint of a smile with the corners of her mouth curving almost imperceptibly and a certain light coming into her eyes. Certainly she had given no indication that she wasn’t amenable to the idea.
“She’s never done it before ….. we’ve only been married a few weeks,” Rob now said with a smile, and by his words indicated that he would be willing if his wife was.
“A few weeks?” both guys exclaimed together. That news really excited them, and one said, “that makes it all the more exciting that we’d be fucking your new bride.”
So now there could be no misinterpretation by either Rob or Yvonne – it would be a gang bang with all three of them fucking her.
“All right. I think she needs a good three way fucking,” Rob said lustfully.
He had been watching his wife intently and a little nervously as he said this. He saw her swallow and noticed that her lips parted a little, but other than that she gave no indication, although Rob was sure that that pleased smile still played about her mouth.
They all left the beach, and Rob said that they’d follow the guy’s car.
About to get into their own car, Yvonne and Rob embraced and kissed passionately.
“You were magnificent,” Rob lovingly told Yvonne.
“I can hardly believe what we did,” Yvonne replied, smiling up at Rob.
“…. or what we’re about to do,” her husband added excitedly.
They got in the car and moments later drove slowly off behind the men in the car in front.
The apartment was indeed just up the road as the guy had said.
They parked the car, and Rob turned to Yvonne, “are you ready?’ he asked excitedly.
“Yes,” Yvonne answered unhesitatingly.
“Ready to be fucked by these two guys whose names we don’t even know?” Rob ecstatically continued.
“Yes, yes,” Yvonne answered, feeling herself becoming even more lustful at Rob’s specific questions which she knew were exciting him also.
“You really are a dirty, fucking slut,” Rob told his wife lovingly, almost panting with animal carnality.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes,” Yvonne moaned with licentious desire.
Yvonne and Rob, lovingly hand in hand, followed the two men up the path, up a flight of stairs, and were then waiting, hearts beating fast, as the guy opened the door to the unit.
They were led in and straight through to a bedroom where there was a large king sized bed.
Rob’s heart was racing and his mouth was dry. This is it, he thought to himself, Yvonne is going to be fucked and used by these two guys.
There were no formalities, no preliminaries, no foreplay as it were. On entering the bedroom, both guys turned to Yvonne and began rapidly undressing her, not that she had much on, just her little top, her shorts, and a pair of panties.
It took maybe thirty seconds and she was naked.
The guys had their clothes off even faster, and their big, hard cocks swayed out in front of them.
“Up on the bed,” one guy told Yvonne as he climbed onto the mattress and pulled her up after him.
He lay her down and then straddled her head, directing his big, hard, cum dribbling cock towards her mouth.
Yvonne held the cock at its base and slid her lips over the big, round head of it, working her tongue around and around before taking the cock right into her mouth and right back to the entrance to her throat.
The other guy was now between Yvonne’s parted legs and his cock entered her warm, wet, slippery cunt, sliding right up deep within her.
“Ah …. the fucking slut was certainly ready for this,” the guy fucking her groaned lustfully as Yvonne moved her hips in unison to his fucking, and while she sucked lovingly on the other guy’s cock.
“Yes,” Rob, who had also stripped and had begun stroking his raging cock, agreed. “The dirty fucking bitch needs to be fucked stupid.”
Yvonne only sucked on the guy’s cock for a minute before he pulled away with a groan of sheer lust. “Oo, you fucking little whore, you’d have me cum down your throat in no time if you kept on like that.”
Both guys climbed off the bed. “Now then you dirty little tramp,” the guy who owned the unit told Yvonne with a leer, “I’m going to try out all of my sex toys on you before you get our cum.”
Yvonne smiled serenely.
“First we’ll shackle you up so that you’re completely helpless,” the guy told Yvonne as he sorted out some restraints.
“Now then, give us your arms,” she was told as the two men stood either side of her. She smilingly held out her arms to be fastened into the restraints, and she watched as the leather straps were buckled firmly around her wrists.
Her arms were then stretched back over her shoulders and affixed to the bed head.
“How’s that feel?, she was laughingly asked as the men next pushed a number of pillows under her ass and hips.
Yvonne just smiled up at the men without responding in words.
Her ankles were encircled in leather straps and she was told to lift her legs up high. She swung her legs upwards and the guys took one each and fastened the ankle straps onto chains that dangled from an iron loop fixed into the ceiling.
“How’s that feel?” she was again asked, and this time she answered with a single word, “helpless.”
The men chuckled wickedly. “Helpless is just how we want you,” they almost sneered. “Helpless to resist no matter what we do to you,” they laughed. “Helpless to stop us from using any sort of sex device on you, or doing anything we like with you.”
Rob had noticed two video cameras mounted in the corners of the room; these were set in action, and a hand held camera was given to Rob to use as he saw fit. He stroked his hard, lusting cock and thought to himself that the men could indeed do anything they wanted with his wife, and he would not stop them.
Yvonne’s cunt, which was nicely raised up on the pile of pillows, was lubed up and a large, vibrating dildo was eased right up into it. The dildo was shaped with a special vibrating pad that pushed nicely against the recipient’s clitoris, and as soon as it was switched on, Yvonne gave a little moan of pleasure as she felt it working on her most sensitive parts.
The men amused themselves playing with the controls, winding the level up and down, and laughing at every little cry of delight, and every sensuous stretching and movement of Yvonne’s body as the stimulating vibrations did their teasing work.
After a time, the owner of the apartment left the other guy to continue playing with Yvonne in that way, while he set up a suction pump ready to work on Yvonne’s small, firm breasts. As soon as it was ready and the pump was started, the transparent glass cups were placed over Yvonne’s nipples.
It took a bit of fiddling about to get the cups to seal properly, but once they did, Yvonne’s nipples began to bulge out nicely inside the cups, thus sealing firmly and allowing the vacuum pump to really start working and distend her nipples up inside the narrow tubes of each cup.
“There you are young lady,” the guy laughed, now you’re no more than a fucking cow in a milking shed.
Having organised the nipple pump to do its work, the guy asked Rob if he ass fucked his wife. On receiving an answer in the negative, he laughingly said that they’d soon change that virginal state of Yvonne’s ass-hole.
An amount of lubricant was injected up Yvonne’s ass, and an amount more smeared all around her hole. The guy then took a long, pink, flexible, cock shaped dildo, perhaps an inch in diameter, and slowly worked the end of it up into the slut’s hole, much to the wriggling of Yvonne as she hung there stretched out in her restraints.
Yvonne’s ass-hole, like her cunt, was nicely presented up in the air, thanks to the restraints holding her legs up and apart, and the pile of cushions lifting her hips nicely.
Rob, watching all of this, thrilled at the obscene sight of the large dildo up his wife’s cunt, the smaller, more flexible one being worked up her ass, and the vacuum cups on her nipples which were now beginning to distend nicely. He zoomed the video camera in to capture each wonderful operation on film.
Slowly, slowly the guy worked with the dildo on Yvonne’s ass, and as her hole loosened slightly he was able to slide more and more of the dildo up into her intestines.
The sensations that Yvonne was feeling were wonderful. Firstly, she felt so sexy just being stretched out and quite helpless in her restraining straps, secondly the vibrating dildo up her pussy, continued to send incredible feelings of delight through her body. The vacuum sucking relentlessly on her nipples gave a lovely feeling hard to describe, and the flexible dildo, being worked ever so slowly up into her innards, made her feel, on top of all of the other combined sensations, just wonderful.
Her nipples were now bulging to the diameter of the tubes into which they were slowly being pumped, and, as she lifted her head to look down at them, she saw that her nipples were now incredibly, some two inches long.
“How are you feeling slut?” one of the guys asked Yvonne, sticking his face right close to hers. She smiled up at him, “like a slut,” she replied softly.
“How’s her ass going?” the guy then asked his pal.
“She’s probably ready to take a bigger one now,” the other replied with some glee.
“Ha, ha,” the apartment owner chuckled, “I’ve something really special for the little whore,” and he produced an expandable dildo from a nearby drawer.
They eased the flexible rubber dildo out of Yvonne’s ass, and found that it had been worked almost ten inches up inside her tunnel.
Taking the bright purple expandable dildo, the flat base of which had a rubber tube connecting to a small, squeeze ball pump, they easily worked the relatively thin, four inches up into Yvonne’s ass-hole.
Once in place up her anus, the guy gave a couple of pumps of the squeeze ball, and immediately Yvonne gave a little gasp.
“What is that you’ve put up me?” she asked in a surprised tone.
“An inflatable dildo,” the guy laughed. “How’s it feel?”
Before she could answer, the guy gave another pump and Yvonne gave another gasp. “Now it feels like I need to go to the toilet,” Yvonne answered with a laugh.
“See if you can shit it out,” she was told.
Yvonne worked her muscles and slowly, but feeling her hole stretching incredibly, she managed to “shit” out the dildo.
“Fuck, look at that,” the guys exclaimed gleefully as the heavy duty balloon like bladder of the inflated dildo opened Yvonne’s anus fabulously. They then held it up so that she could see it, and she too marvelled at the size that she’d managed to pass. It was some two and a half inches around, although she knew that her hole would have squeezed the inflated bladder into a small “neck” as it came through.
The dildo was deflated, reinserted into her anus, blown up again, and Yvonne again “shit” it out.
“How’s it feel as it’s coming out?” the guys asked as they deflated the dildo and reinserted it up Yvonne’s ass.
“My God,” Yvonne laughed, “it feels like it’s stretching me to the limit.”
“It is,” they told her, “your hole is like stretched rubber as it opens out.
Again and again they had Yvonne pass the fat, inflated dildo, and soon, after some twenty tries, she found that she could push it out more easily.
By now, the guys considered that Yvonne’s nipples had probably swollen to as large as they would. The were indeed quite obscene – some three quarters of an inch in diameter, and just over two and a half inches long.
The vacuum system was now modified to pump up the breasts as well, and larger cups were slid down over the nipple tubes, special seals were fitted where the two joined, and now the pump was restarted.
Her nipples had already begun to lose the maximum size that they’d attained, but once the pump was restarted they quickly pumped up again, and now her breasts were beginning to fill the larger cups too.
Having arranged the nipple and breast pumping, the guys returned to Yvonne’s ass stretching, beginning to pump the purple bladder larger than before.
Now, each time it was pumped up, Yvonne gasped and exclaimed, “Oh my God,” or various expletives as her intestines were stretched. There was no need to consciously force it out now. Her muscles instinctively worked to expel the huge “shit” that it felt was inside her, and her anus stretched and gaped to huge proportions as the three inch bladder forced its way out each time that it was pumped up inside her.
They had done this a half dozen times when the guy controlling the vibrating dildo that was working on Yvonne’s cunt, handed the controller to Rob. “Here, you do this,” he said, I want to fuck the bitch-whore’s throat.”
Rob eagerly took over the controller, and immediately wound it right up to the maximum setting.
“Oo, oh, oh, arrr,” Yvonne started moaning as the vibrations emanating through her cunt made her feel so fabulous.
In the meantime, the guy who had previously worked the vibrator, shoved a thick cushion behind Yvonne’s shoulders so that her head now tipped right back to be almost upside-down. The guy positioned himself so that he could hold her head and fuck her mouth with her head now on the right angle so as to take his long, thick cock through her mouth and right on into and down her throat.
Soon Yvonne was alternately moaning and groaning with the lustful delight of the vibrator working almost continually at the maximum setting on her cunt, then gasping and moaning as the huge inflated bladder of the expandable dildo stretched her ass to incredible proportions. These two stimuli of her lustful moaning, were intermittently overcome by the violent gagging and choking as the guy forced his cock right down into her throat, and then her choking was invariably followed by uncontrollable fits of coughing after he withdrew his cock from her gullet.
On top of these conflicting sensations that totally filled her being, the vacuum pump continued to do its work, and had, by now, swollen Yvonne’s breasts to completely fill the quite large cups of the pumping device and fill her with such lovely sexual sensations.
Rob got some fantastic footage on the video camera, of his wife’s throat being absolutely gorged full of the guy’s huge cock. Footage that showed her being absolutely throttled and suffocated as the thick shaft of the cock slowly disappeared between her lips and showed up as a very definite bulge in her lovely neck. Her eyes watered and opened wide as she found herself unable to breathe, and her head shook and trembled on the cock as she had violent spasms of dry reaching as her body tried unsuccessfully to dislodge the massive cock that was choking her.
The guy didn’t persist with this throat fucking for long; he pulled out groaning with lust and saying that he would “drown the dirty, fucking whore with his cum, if he kept going.”
Once Yvonne had stopped her choking coughing and had regained her breath, the vibrating dildo up her cunt, which her husband had left wound up to maximum while he was busy videoing, began to drive her nearly wild with the fabulous, fantastic sensations that centred on her cunt. She groaned and moaned lustfully, twisting and flexing her body to what small amount her restraints would allow.
“Oh God, it’s beautiful,” she moaned as her hips pumped against the sensational vibrations of the dildo up her cunt.
She rapidly began to lose control, gasping and panting, moaning continuously until orgasmic sensations began to surge through her body.
“Ohhhhh, arrrrrrrrrr,” she gasped, her body swinging about on the leather straps that held her legs high in the air.
Her orgasm fully consumed her. She howled in a lustful delirium of delight. But then the fabulous sensations became so intense that she could take no more.
“Oh God, stop, stop, wait a moment, ohhhhh it’s too much to take,” she wailed in an absolute paroxysm of excruciatingly lustful rapture.
But of course the three men didn’t let up in stimulating Yvonne as much as they possibly could, and they watched enthralled at the wild ravings and writhing of this slut so fantastically experiencing the absolute pinnacle of physical, sexual delight.
Yvonne’s cunt was continually dribbling her juices out, down over her thighs and soaking the sheets of the bed. Eventually though, after some minutes of being in that fantastic state of extreme rapture, she seemed to come through it, and, although her body was still wonderfully full of fantastic sexual feelings, her orgasm lessened and she seemed to regain a degree of normal mental sensability once more.
One of the guys now leered into her face which was covered with a dampness of tiny beads of sweat, such had been the violence of the fantastic orgasm which had wracked her body for so long.
“Do you know what real sluts do, you stupid fucking bitch?” he asked.
Yvonne, still panting lustfully and her eyes still dazed, not knowing what the guy was meaning, shook her head in the negative.
The guy grinned an evil grin. “Real sluts get fucked up their ass,” he told Yvonne, then he positioned himself and, as the inflated bladder of the expandable dildo forced its way out of Yvonne’s body, he located his cock in her now stretched and gaping ass-hole, and slowly slid the whole nine inches of his thick, heavy cock right up into her anal duct.
The other guy, not needed to continue his work in fucking the slut with the blow up dildo, took up a position over Yvonne’s head and began fucking her mouth and forcing his thick, long cock down her gullet.
Rob, absolutely thrilled at the sight of his young wife being double fucked in that way, began to work his hand in Yvonne’s sloppy cunt, easily sliding four fingers up her, and working and working until the main knuckles of his hand entered right into his wife’s cunt. Lots of twisting, turning and pressing irresistably forward, soon had a thumb in as well, and then, with Yvonne’s cunt stretched wide open, his entire fist slipped up inside her cunt.
Under the combined sensations of having her ass-hole deeply fucked, her cunt with Rob’s clenched fist continually pulling out, and then pushing back inside her body, and with her mouth and throat being slowly fucked, Yvonne’s body, which had never left the stage of just verging on another wracking orgasm, entered that fantastic state once more and was totally consumed by fabulous, and so sensationally delicious as to be unbearable, orgasmic sensations that reduced her to a raving half-wit as her mind was totally overcome by her physical rapture.
The three men managed to keep Yvonne in that wild, heavenly state for five or six minutes after which time her mind and body were so spent as to leave her a writhing, panting, gasping, moaning wreck.
Under such fabulous circumstances, the two men fucking ass and mouth, let their passions run wild until each of them climaxing and pouring huge amounts of cum into Yvonne’s body, leaving her ass-hole a sloppy cum-filled cavity, and her mouth full of cum which she gulped down greedily.
Rob, seeing what was happening, could no longer contain himself, and, pulling his clenched fist slurping and squelching from his wife’s cunt, masturbated over her face until his cum gushed forth and covered her face with the gooey mess of his sperm.

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Finding Love Along the Tracks Chapter 11 – Brenda’s Mom (REVISED)

Brenda’s mom walks back into her life and she does not want to trust her. This is the 2nd version I have on this story, the first one consisted of a scene where John and Kelsy swung with William and Jennifer, but the idea did not go over to well with the readers. Luckily, I had thought this through, and when I initially wrote the story, I made to where I could easily delete that whole scene without having to re-work the whole story.

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Fantasy

Room Service

These are part of a collection of stories that I occasionally send my boyfriend.
My boyfriend is a dominant. I am not a submissive by nature, but I would rather be one in the bedroom. I guess I will never know. My boyfriend thinks I am too nice a girl to be used the way he wants to and so we have never had sex. I am in my mid-thirties and a virgin. These stories are the only sexual release I have.

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Connecting with Mother Ch 1

Connecting with Mother
Chapter 1
My work took me back to my childhood home in London that I had left years ago when going to college. Dad had died, prematurely, six months prior to my returning to the old place. My family had been up for the funeral and mum had borne her loss well after a period of natural grief. He had been a good husband and father to me as a single child. I had to leave my family home for a year because of work, going home most but not all weekends.
The return to the old flat (apartment) was loaded with memories of my teen years. I sensed a kind of reconnection with those years as soon as I walked in and particularly when I opened my old bedroom which was located on one side of the bathroom with my parent’s bedroom on the other side. Part of me welcomed the notion of spending time away from home. Though I really missed my two boys, I did not mind being separate from my wife Gillian of 10 years. We were fine as a family but my head was elsewhere sexually. I already roamed in my family town, unbeknown to Gillian. I wasn’t sure what she got up to.
Mum still worked in retail and I think she was glad she had kept up her work over the years. In her mid 50’s I often wondered whether she would connect up with another man. None appeared to be around though she still had a small circle of friends mostly from when Dad had been around. She was still very presentable having kept fairly trim and still looked good and men, often younger, gave her the time of day when she went to the pub on her own. She looked after herself, usually wearing suits for work that emphasised her shape. Her breasts weren’t large but that was probably in her favour, wearing a bra to give her a lift which men at the pub or in her work would privately admire. Her waist had the effect of highlighting her breasts and her hips. From the rear she displayed a full but well shaped arse.
She rarely wore trouser suits preferring skirts, stockings and shoes with a reasonable heel that made her legs still look good. Mum completely rejected tights, preferring suspenders that gave her ‘room to breathe’, her words.
The first time I went to the local pub with her, I noticed how she was acknowledged by the bar staff and the pub users, all respectful yet very warm towards her. I thought she is doing alright.
We sat on a sofa facing each other. I noticed how her skirt rose slightly when she crossed her legs. I felt I slight murmur down below. Just like old times in my teens when I would try to place myself opposite her at home to get a good view up her thighs. We chewed over recent events about our work, the family, holidays. She visibly relaxed, I think partly because she was accompanied by me and it was not obvious who I was. I said nothing to regulars and Mum offered nothing either. Glancing around I noted that one or two men were taking in the view on offer (I had a more limited view). I could only surmise that they had a sight of her pale thigh above her stocking line. I suggested some drinks to which she readily agreed.
Returning I asked Mum if there were any men in her life.
“If only Ian,”
“What does that mean?”
“I’ve not really got the opportunity”
“Here for example?”
“I wouldn’t dream of it here – it would get too complicated if it didn’t work out and anyway I like the pub too much!”
“Sounds like you’re not that bothered Mum”
“No not really, not yet anyway – it’s too close to your Father.”
“What about just fun Mum?”
“You cheeky bugger. Not sure I should even reply to that.” But she did.
“I certainly wouldn’t even think about that here with anyone I vaguely knew.”
“Well some of them are keen by what I can see.” I thought I’d push the boat a bit.
“What the hell do you mean?” at the same time blushing ever so slightly and taking another gulp of wine.
“They like looking at your,” hesitating and changing what I would say, I added, “up your skirt.”
“You are a beasty Ian (reflecting her Glasgow background with a typical phrase not common in London). But it’s good to know there’s still a spark.”
“In them or in you?”
“Both.” Avoiding the specific.
“I’m glad to hear it because it’s certainly apparent to me that you haven’t lost your spark”
“I should really be flattered by that I suppose?”
Mum had finished her glass and said she wanted to get the next round. I had had two pints, yet the beer was great (much better than the piss from where I lived). So we both set ourselves up for another.
She went to the bar to order. I watched her warmth to the barman and a regular, chatting easily. Once they looked over at me. I avoided eye contact without appearing rude. Mum returned placed the drinks down and said she needed to pee. I wondered what she told them about me, a son, a friend, a boy friend (she did not look her age). On her return, she regaled me with their inquisitiveness about me.
“What did you tell them then”?
“I just said you were a friend.” Blushing again just a little.
“Why?”
“You haven’t changed have you Ian – still straight to the jugular.”
“Don’t get me wrong Mum, I don’t mind at all – perhaps I should be flattered this time. Actually, I rather like the idea. It gives us more freedom here and it is your local, though they may get the wrong impression if they see me going into your home.”
“Ian, they don’t know where I live, it’s not that near and we didn’t come here when you lived here.”
“Here’s to our friendship.” Mum just smiled. I respected her right to determine her life at the same time wondering what it might mean.
At home we watched TV for awhile and I got the benefit of thigh exposed. I didn’t know if it was intentional. I decided to go to bed before exposing a growing hardon. After going to the bathroom for a welcome pee, I went into my bedroom. I recalled how we had all left our doors ajar in the past, so I adhered to that practice at least when I was going to sleep. So when working on my laptop I usually closed the door having brought all my necessary gear with me for seamless work and pleasure particularly early on when I was getting used again to being there.
If I left the door open, the screen was not visible from the door and so Mum could not view accidentally what I may have on the screen. I tended to use earphones when I might want to view something erotic with sound. The laptop was on a desk that could also not be viewed from the door.
Tonight I shut the door. I went to one of my favourite sites of mature women masturbating on their own. It usually had the effect of my reaching for my lubricant which made wanking so easy, smooth and quiet. I went to one of my video sites to watch the latest. I was not disappointed. A plump woman in her fifties in a black corset and stockings with heels is masturbating to camera.
A few nights later I had decided to run off some incest stories that really got me going and kept me horny for ages. I stapled each story, some with a profusion of chapters, went to the bathroom and then back to bed. I usually had a read after two to three hours sleep. On waking I put on the small light by my bed enabling me to read and wank at the same time. After about half and hour I heard a movement outside my bedroom, but did not say anything. I think Mum had intended going to the bathroom but my light had distracted her. She was very quiet and it could have been that I had not heard her in the deeply carpeted hallway.
I carried on reading and playing with myself. The bed sheet was just below my erection and my headboard was adjacent to the door. So I could be viewed from the crack between the door and its frame. I was sure she was just standing there totally silent. I carried on reading and wanking getting very excited knowing she was just outside. I decided to maintain the fiction that I was unaware of her presence. I put more lubricant on my cock and continued feeling extremely tense with the tension and my sheer excitement at the thought she was watching me.
I decided to let go and just come for her and myself. I let out a quiet groan of pleasure and release as I came over my stomach and chest and just wilted back into the pillows, but very conscious of Mum outside. I heard her deftly move back to her room.
Putting my light out I was aware that she had moved about in the dark of her room. The benefits of doors ajar were becoming deliciously apparent. I lay still listening intently. After about ten minutes I heard small moans emanating from her bedroom, as she began to play with herself. No I would not do as she did and try get up to peak. Listening from my own bed was very adequate and helped maintain the fiction. Soon a small heave in her voice, I realised she was really getting in to it and I imagined her wanking over what she had just seen. My cock began to stir again. Deep and heavy breathing and sudden ohs and ahs and I knew she had come too. Being in the old family home was having its distinct benefits. I was looking forward to how my renewed acquaintance would unfold.
Next morning I was up and away before Mum needed to rise. Probably a good thing as I was not sure how we would have handled it.
Mum arrived home before me in the evening and we fell into a routine that was cosy and comfortable. She had got dinner ready, but before we ate we usually chewed over our days with a bottle of red wine. Part of the routine was her being comfortable on the settee with her shoes off but raised legs at the knees giving me a sight of her flesh just above her stockings. I could not work out whether it was intentional or not, but it certainly got my cock stirring sufficient for me to cross my legs to disguise my emerging hardon. Sometimes her face was hidden by a newspaper giving me easy viewing. On such occasions she had more thigh exposed. I was beginning to realise it was intended for my benefit. She was feeling better in herself I was sure.
After supper I decided to get out on my own for awhile and went to one of my old haunts, a private porn cinema club. It had a large screen in two rooms with about 30 sets in five rows rising from the front to the back with aisles down both sides. Whilst the films were all het, there was a lively gay scene that tended to congregate at the back of each room. One of the rooms had a wide aisle at the back where it was possible to enjoy the gay scene standing up.
I recalled the old days when a woman would come in with a man, taking seats near the front. Usually the couple came for some fun either with each other whilst getting off on the films or letting guys play with the woman. The golden rule was that the couple would determine what happened. Any man who pushed it or overstepped the mark would be quietly told to back off –the concern being that it could ruin possibilities for all.
No women appeared that evening and I just got more and more randy watching the films wandering from one screen to the other in hope.
When I got home it was quiet and Mum had gone to bed already. I did too and fell into a deep sleep slightly tipsy as well. As usual I woke after about three hours feeling very horny from the evening’s events and decided to read and wank. Sure enough after about twenty minutes I heard a silent shuffle as Mum took up her position in the hall outside my room. My cock was above the sheet, well lubricated and stroked by me. I decided to prolong the stroking before coming. After awhile I heard the softest sound from Mum as she seemed to be looking after herself. I was dying to take a look but bided my time. Suddenly I heard the merest whimper and breathing as I heard Mum coming. How she managed to control her come and breathing I could not imagine, but she went back to her bedroom immediately after.
I put out my light soon after and lay back luxuriating in the shared sex we had experienced without overt knowledge on either’s part. When I let go and came I did not remain very silent and let the spunk spurt over my stomach and chest with a whoosh in my voice conveying to Mum that I was not unaware of what was going on. Something had to happen soon.
Shortly afterwards I had an afternoon free and decided to go back home to play online with Mum at work. On my way in to the flat I noticed that the curtains in Mum’s bedroom were closed. That’s odd she usually is meticulous about opening curtains before going to work. I let myself in very quietly and noticed that her coat was hanging up and her bedroom door was ajar with a bedside light on. I kept very quiet making no noise and went first to my bedroom. I noticed that my top draw was slightly open and went to look. I quickly realised that some of my stories were missing and the ones missing were the incest stories. Well, well well. Should I creep out of the flat or what?
I decided that I would try to look through the crack in the door. I could feel an erection coming on in anticipation.
Going silently to her bedroom door, I saw Mum lying in bed with a negligee lifted above her chest with one hand holding the story whilst her other hand was busily occupied in her cunt masturbating to my stories. She was totally preoccupied wanking to the stories unaware of my presence, moving her free hand deftly between her nipples and her clit. I had not seen her nipples ever before or indeed her breasts which had the effect of 50 plus years on her and were droopy but still full and made me harder just viewing them. Her nipples were surrounded by large areolas, but the startling thing were her nipples themselves stuck out about ¾ of an inch in sheer stiffness. They were obviously very sensitive as she was spending as much time on them as on her clit. Her nipples were shiny too from her wet cunt.
Pushing the sheet down more I felt my cock really harden as she revealed wearing her suspender belt and stockings showing off the delicious white of her upper thighs near her fast moving hand.
Getting out my cock I started to wank wishing I had my lubricant (I tended not to get much precum ever). Soon I was close. Suddenly Mum plunged her hand in her cunt deep to wet herself more and I could hear her murmuring.
“Yes, fuck its gorgeous, yes fuck him, oh god I wish I was fucking doing it. Yes, yes oh god I’m coming yes oh yes oh fuck yesssss.”
Just as she came I shot my load down her bedroom door and on the hall carpet without making a noise. Zipping up I left the flat as quietly as I had arrived even though I wanted at that moment to confront her and fuck her. I decided not to wait to see what she might do after her lovely cum. I needed a drink to take in what had just happened retiring to the pub, recognising some of the regulars who would have no doubt been delighted to have been in my place to have watched her.
Will she have seen the evidence on the door of my presence? I did wonder but hell I would just play it by ear when I went home. I also knew that she had chosen the incest, mum/son stories, the only ones I had printed off recently. No doubt about it. Yes she was getting off on my favourite stories as I often thought of her when reading them myself. The dirty fucker, she’s just like me and then I recalled her cum comment about wishing it was her. Then I knew it – she must be fantasying about me. I just wanted to believe it.
On my return home, I found her in the kitchen humming away happily with a glass of wine getting the supper ready. She cheerfully greeted me giving me a peck on the cheek. She was wearing a yellow blouse but I didn’t see the pronounced effect of a bra. Her tits did droop somewhat, but it didn’t prevent her nipples pressing against the blouse, though appearing not as stiff as this afternoon. Her skirt to just above her knees and stockings and low heels completed the picture.
“Good day son?”
“Yeh Mum, you too?”
“Fine thanks.”
After supper I changed into some loose elasticated trousers with no fly, a tea shirt and we carried on drinking, watching TV on the settee near each other and in good moods no doubt from the day!
“Can I put my feet up Ian?”
Not quite sure how she meant to do it, I replied, “Sure Mum, go ahead.”
To my surprise she kicked off her shoes and rested her stockinged feet on my lap.
“That’s better, thanks – hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all Mum.” We both continued to consume the wine and it felt very relaxed together.
“Do us a favour Ian, my feet are really tired from standing all day. Would you like to rub them a little for me?”
I had done this many years before with Dad around when I was about ten.
As I began on her small toes, stroking softly between them Mum recalled:
“Do you remember the last time you did this for me Ian with Dad and you both got a bit carried away? You saw a small hole and ladder in the ankle of my stocking and you stuck your finger in it and made it worse. I was slightly irritated but Dad just laughed, so you carried on pulling on the ladder. Dad joined in and began to pull the stockings to pieces. I think Dad and I had been drinking and I lost my irritation and smiled too as you both went to work ripping them apart.”
I did remember very clearly. I think it was one of those early experiences when I realised something was happening that was not just the surface but happily played along. I noticed mum giving Dad a look in the eye, which he picked up on.
“I remember well Mum, but also Dad saying, “its time for bed son” and you Mum agreeing whilst still laughing at the disarray of your stockings in pieces around your ankles.”
“Well it was getting a bit naughty Ian and you were a bit young then. Did you realise what was happening Ian?”
“Not then Mum but later I did.”
She smiled and then said, “I do like what you’re doing now though.” I had just almost completed stroking her other foot.
“Would you like to do my legs too Ian”
“My pleasure Mum.” I continued stroking her toes and right ankle as she took another sip of wine. With my other hand I began to move up her right calf, getting off just having the feel of the dark brown nylon sliding under my hand. I sensed my cock hardening against my loose pants that I had changed into on returning from the pub. I had no underpants so there was little restraint on my slow erection. It was however, not yet noticeable.
Reaching her right knee I started on her other leg working up from the ankle. I now used both hands to surround her calf being very firm against her flesh covered in the delectable nylon. She had just closed her eyes whilst taking the remaining swig of the wine, placing the empty glass on the shelf nearby. Lifting her knee very slightly, I could see a glimpse of her thigh above the stocking line.
What should I do? I continued to stroke her just above her knee but below the stocking line adjoining her thigh without actually seeing what I was doing but knew I was risking rebuff. So I continued stroking with both hands now above her knee and on the edge of her stockings. It was electric.
With her eyes still closed she suddenly announced.
“I got my foot wet this afternoon in the hallway.”
“Oh did you?” as I paused on her thighs.
“On my door too.”
“What was it then?”
“Your sperm.”
So this is how it was to go was it.
“That’s right it was.”
“Was what?”
“My sperm Mum.” She opened her eyes. I was silent for a moment. That must be the all clear. I moved my hands onto clear luscious flesh up her legs toward her panties. Shock and delight as I detected no panties. Continuing to explore I found the edge of her cunt totally wet and slipped my finger in and explored.
“Yes that’s what I want you you bastard teasing me all this time with your dirty nighttime wanking making me ache for your cock ever since you came back here. You bastard I am so angry with your teasing me these last three weeks. Now at last I’ve got you nearly where I want you. Oh good get your fingers up my cunt and onto my clit just like that, just like that, right there oh good, yes, don’t stop you bastard, don’t oh god yes that’s it I’m coming yes harder, harder. Fuck you Ian that’s right oh oh oh yes so good so good.
Her screams were from the pit of her stomach. She really let go. I pressed her feet against my cock to let her know where I was as she calmed down.
“Did you like it this afternoon Ian?”
“Wonderful, I couldn’t help myself when I shot my load. I nearly came in but was not sure of your reaction.”
“I’m not sure how I would have been, but I just heard the door shut. I wasn’t sure whether you were coming in or going out. So I looked out the window and saw you had gone. I tell you I was shocked to have been caught like that. I took a deep breath and went to the bathroom. That’s when I trod the wet carpet. I looked down and saw the liquid on the carpet, not sure what it was. Using my finger I scraped the carpet and then saw the door also spattered. Then I knew it would be alright.”
“What did you do with your finger?” I cheekily asked.
“What do you think?” blushing slightly at my remark. It did not need an answer. I just took my fingers from her cunt and stroked them over her lips. I put my fingers back in her cunt for another sticky load and put them in my mouth to taste and smell her cunt juices. She just glowed at the sight of me doing it.
“Oh Ian you’ve such a filthy mind haven’t you.”
“I need a drink Mum.”
“Me to Ian, but what about you?”
“No hurry eh”
“No Ian, no hurry at all. We can just enjoy getting to know each other.”
I refilled our glasses and sat back nurturing my cock slowly outside the trousers.
“Let me do that Ian” Mum put her legs up on my lap and started to rub her foot alongside my cock, returning my erection to its full length.
“Ian I want to watch you wanking. I’ve had enough doing it secretly”
“Why don’t we both wank Mum and talk about watching each other doing it in the night while we do it”
Mum lifted up her skirt, opened her thighs and let me see her lovely cunt openly for the first time. She opened her cunt lips for me to get a deep purple view at the same time stroking her juices round her folds enjoying getting me fully roused again.
“I’m going to want you in here Ian, your tongue and that lovely cock youre stroking. Your very close aren’t you. Will you have another load this evening? I hope so. Yes you will I can see your not like your Dad latterly. When he came that was it for the night. So I would wank myself to sleep after his fucking me.
“Mum you were sure this would happen tonight weren’t you?”
“Why”
“Cos you left your panties off and your bra.” She nodded.
“I loved seeing your tits this afternoon too. Get them out for me now.”
“Ian, I’m not very proud of them, there all floppy now.”
“I love them and those gorgeous long nipples.” Slowly she undid the blouse and displayed them to me rather embarrassed. “Dont be ashamed Mum, youre not 20 any more and its natural. And from what I saw this afternoon they still work and get you very excited. God Mum I don’t think I can hold back any more, your tits are so inviting.”
Mum responded by teasing her nipples very hard so they were at their fullest length exciting herself further, and rousing me to a pitch.
With that I got up from the settee and stood over her and shot my load on to her tits and her face. Mum rubbed her clit very fast and came at the same time. I fell onto her and we kissed for the first time as mutual sexual beings. Falling back on to the settee, I watched as she took her fingers to my spent sperm and slipped them into her mouth to swallow me.

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