Sexual Exploits of Kyle James Summers
The first of many sexual adventures of Kyle Summers.
The first of many sexual adventures of Kyle Summers.
This is part 4 in the “Alexis – a ‘moment in time’ saga”, sequel to part 3. If you read this part and have not read the prequel parts, I suggest you do, in order to follow the story. If you only care for the sex scenes …be my guest. For those who follow the story of Alexis and me …keep reading.
Here’s some of what you’ve been asking for. the exchange student is right around the corner.
This story was part of a larger one that was being written with another person. So if it is a bit disjointed, I apologize. I’ve tried smoothing it out. I was afraid it would lose more if I were to make more changes. It’s a bit more flowery than crude. Still I welcome comments PMd to me. Enjoy!
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This is part 4 – the last one – of the story, with the 4th saturday and yet another nasty game by Janet played at me.
18 yo girl leaves an all girls boarding school and is determined to have some fun before going to university
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Akemi wants payback, but when she finally get it, the satisfaction she thought she would get just isn’t there.
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Mom had never slept in satin sheets, nor with me.
My little sister was two years younger than me, and much shorter. She was 11 and only 4 feet tall. This is the story of how I got sexually aroused around her.
Welcome back everyone, here’s part four. Please no spamming comments from the grown men looking for a 15 year old gilr slave please.
Chapter 5; Home sweet Home
By the time Norma had reached her parents farmhouse, the dogs cum had stopped oozing out, she was still sticky between her thighs and was in desperate need of a shower. Making sure that she held her composure, she got out of her car as her mother, Elsie came out of the house to greet her.
“Hi, honey,” Else said. “What brings you all the way out here today?”
“I’ve left Stan,” Norma replied. “I need a shower, Mother, can we talk later.”
“Sure baby.” Elsey replied.
Norma and her father, Peter, hadn’t spoken for some time. He had never liked Stan. After a brief question and answer period her father retired for the night. Norma and Else got down to a quiet discussion which quickly turned into a frank sex talk.
“Alright Norma,” Else said, “now that your father has gone to bed you can tell me what’s going on.”
“Stan’s nothing but a mean miserable self-centred fucking bastard,” Norma replied. “He just climbs on top of me and spreads my legs open and shoves his useless little cock up me and finishes too quickly. Besides that he’s always away when I’m ovulating.”
“I thought you two were very happy together,” Elsey said.
“We haven’t been happy for over three years; mother!” Norma retorted.
“I wouldn’t worry too much your father wasn’t the greatest lover in the world either.” Elsey went on. “Why don’t you get a lover?”
“I couldn’t do that Mother,” she replied. “It wouldn’t be right, besides I’m still married to Stan.”
“Oh, Norma, don’t be silly,” Elsey said. “You are young and you still need a man. Besides that I want to be a grandmother.”
“That’s impossible Mother.” She replied. “Stan’s cock is too small and besides that he’s always away when I’m fertile.”
On that note their conversation ended and they retired for the night. In the early hours of the morning Norma awoke with a burning urge to be seriously fucked. Not wanting to get caught she had to be satisfied with masturbation.
The next morning Norma decided to go for a walk around the property, with Toby following, she walked at a fast pace. There was urgency in her step as she headed toward the small wooded area some distance from the farm house. At the age of eleven Toby wasn’t having any difficulty in keeping up with her. His prowess with his cock had also slowed quite a lot but Norma didn’t care, for as long as he could satisfy her sexual needs.
Norma knew that someday she would lose Toby. When that time came she knew she would be saddened by the loss of her ever faithful lover. She stopped and removed her top, mini skirt and panties. Her preference was to walk around totally naked. She found the coolness of the morning air invigorating on her nakedness.
Picking up and bundling her clothes she continued on her way to the wooded area with Toby following behind her sniffing and licking ass and pussy. When she reached the seclusion of the trees she dropped her quickly knelt down and got to her hands and knees. As always Toby didn’t sniffed and licked at her cunt and arse. Sensing that his human bitch was ready he mounted her and quickly shoved his cock into her waiting cunt. He drove his cock all the way into her the swelling knot slid into her and swelled to full size locking his cock tightly inside her sucking cunt.
After Toby had finished cumming in her and his cock started shrinking he pulled his cock out of her with a resounding plop. Norma stood up and wiped her cunt with her panties and put her skirt back on. Discarding her cum soaked panties she stiffly walked home. When she arrived home she found that her parents weren’t there and her father’s old truck was gone. It didn’t worry her; she showered, dried and dressed in a clean mini skirt and blouse not bothering without panties or bra.
As she hadn’t been home in quite a while, she decided to explore the rest of the farm. Going first to the pig sty then to the barn and beyond to barn to another low building which turned out to be dog kennels. They were a new inclusion to the farm. Then she saw the sign on the gate. The sign read PETER’S BOARDING KENNELS.
Confused Norma opened the gate and looked into the row of kennels. Nearly all the kennels were empty. One had a sheep dog bitch inside. Another held a huge Great Dane dog. Norma shuddered at the thought of him being loose. Leaving the barn she came to the small house paddock. In the paddock there was about a dozen merino rams and 30 crossbred ewes and few lambs.
Having finished her tour she went back to the house to wait for her parents. It was an hour and a half later when they turned up; they had been into the township to get their weekly groceries. Norma was a little disappointed at not going with them but she was also happy that Stan didn’t know where she was.
Over the next few weeks Norma’s the sex ritual with Toby was getting to be less and less. Toby was losing interest in his mistress. Most of her walks around the farm were on her own. Then one morning the thing that she had been dreading happened. She came out of the house looking for Toby he was nowhere in sight. She headed toward the barn and as she turned the corner she saw him lying motionless on the ground. The dog in his tenth year had died overnight. Norma was devastated.
She moped around the farm for days after. Visiting Toby’s grave every morning. Often talking to the dead dog’s grave. She got more and more frustrated. Masturbation did nothing for her she needed a thick hard cock in her hot itching cunt.
Elsey noticed the change in her daughter. Nothing she said or did made any difference to Norma’s moods. Peter also noticed the change but said nothing. Had he taken the time to console his only daughter, he would have found that she would have been more than willing to let him fuck her arse off. Norma snapped out of her grieving one morning as she watched the stallion that Peter had recently purchased.
Norma left the house and went toward the stables. The first thing she saw was the mare tethered to the railing of the stable yard. As her father led the stallion over to the mare she could see his huge cock dangling between his legs. As the stallion got to the mare he reared high into the air his huge cock at full erection. When she saw the size of the cock and balls on the stallion. She thought, “Oh my God! They’re huge. Those jewels must hold at least a gallon of cum.”
The stallion’s cock was at least two and a half feet long. As he mounted the mare, his huge cock was pointing menacingly at the mare’s twitching fanny. Norma got to thinking about the small cock and tiny peanuts her husband called balls. “Oh, shit!” She thought to herself as she watched the stallion’s huge cock being thrust at the mare’s cunt. “Ooh! Why isn’t that me?” She asked herself quietly.
When the stallion made contact with the mare’s opening he slid forward forcing his cock all the way into her. Right at that moment Norma’s cunt released a flood of her juices which ran freely down her inner thighs. She was so horny! She needed a man or an animal with heavy-duty equipment and she needed either one badly! A glance at the way her father’s jeans stretched tight around his crotch was enough to start her cunt juicing freely again.
A little voice inside her was saying, “Look at that bulge, I’ll bet my father has the right equipment to fill all of your needs.”
Norma didn’t know that her father couldn’t keep an erection long enough to satisfy a woman. He always got hard when a stallion or bull mounted and fucked, however he quickly lost interest.
Elsey had also watched the stallion and she had taken more than interest in what her daughter was doing. She also thought she knew what Norma had been doing with her dog but she didn’t have the courage to bring the subject up for fear of upsetting and losing the closeness that she had built up over the few weeks her daughter had been home. Peter showed no sexual interest in either of the women, his sexual interest in his wife had slowed over a long period of time. Elsey on the other hand wished that she’d at least had a son at home who could maybe quell her burning desires.
The internal fire that was raging out of control deep within Norma’s body was about to be bought under control. She no longer bothered wearing panties, even when she was wearing the briefest of brief miniskirts. Most of her miniskirts were so short that her pussy lips were often open to view especially when she leaned forward. Norma no longer cared who saw her privates.
Norma headed toward the kennels. She had to know if the Great Dane was interested. The closer she got to the kennels the hotter she became and the more of her juices flowed from her cunt. Once in the kennel area she quickly got to the huge dog’s pen. Letting herself in she closed the gate behind her. The huge dog seemed to know why she was there. The dog sat in front of Norma showing some interest in her.
Norma quickly noticed an inch or so of his thick shiny cock was poking out of his hairy sheath. She also noticed the thick swelling within his sheath. Turning away Norma undid the waist band and pushed her skirt down and let it drop to the floor, stepping out of it. Her bare arse left no doubt in the dog’s mind as to why she was there. The dog came up to her stuck his cold nose against her crotch and licked soaked cunt. Norma’s legs went rubbery but she remained standing. Leaning slightly backwards she spread her legs allowing the dog greater access to her hot cunt.
The huge dog jumped up and as he hooked his forelegs over her shoulders he licked her face as he started humping at her. She felt his hard cock jabbing into her upper thighs searching for her pussy opening. Unlike Toby this dog was big enough to reach Norma’s cunt without her being on hands and knees. The she pushed the dog away and turned around and quickly dropped to her hands and knees, she wasn’t quite ready when the big dog jumped on her back wrapped his legs tightly around her waist as he jabbed his lengthening cock at her pussy. She felt the tip of his hot cock penetrate her opening. Bringing her knees closer together she raised her arse and cunt for him. The dog thrust savagely upward as the pointed tip of his cock parted her cunt lips.
The huge dog drove his cock into Norma’s cunt with such force that Norma shrieked in pain as the dogs thick knot was forced into her. The knot stretched the inner lips of her cunt so wide that she thought he was going to tear her cunt to shreds. As his hairy sheath was crushed against her clitoris she had first one shattering climax followed by another and another. The dogs cock erupted deep in her cunt. Norma was trapped she couldn’t get away.
Toby usually took about 30 minutes to finish. The dog trapped in her cunt had been there for nearly an hour. Norma’s cunt was full of cum and cock. Norma had found her new lover.
To be continued
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Things are looking up
This is the first chapter to what I hope to be a long story. Its based purely in fiction. If I get good feedback i’ll post more later.
Chapter Six
Three weeks later Thea was in bed reading when a grinning Irene came into her room. Thea smiled at her entrance and scooted over so she could sit down. The two shared a kiss, broke apart, looked at each other, and then kissed again, only longer and firmer. She, Floyd, Dan, her husband, uncle and several others had been at a new farm and was not due back for another two weeks or so.
“How my baby doin?” Irene asked as her hand found the softness between Thea’s legs.
Thea smiled and pushed against the moving hand.
“A lot better now.”
“Poor my baby! No hard cocks been here for awhile have they?”
Thea returned her smiled, exhaled, and shook her head sadly back and forth no.
“I have been a little worried about you. I know how much you like to fuck, but it’s always on a hit and miss basis. Yo’ old man he be next to nothing, Floyd he be fucking you okay, but no where near enough, yo’ uncle, huh, he never here.”
Thea agreed and sighed.
Irene kissed her again and continued.
“Sho nuff bad you can’t get this thing here packed like when we went to see Jimmy!”
Irene had two fingers up Thea’s slit now and was slowly going in and out of the warm softness.
Thea smiled and adjusted her lower body to accept the stroking she was getting.
“Hmm, yes ah, easy, oh yes, right there! That was a great memory.”
“But I bet yo’ pussy was getting pretty loose while we were there, wasn’t’ it?”
Thea agreed.
“Honey, listen, I got a friend. She owns a whore- house. No, now wait. I want you to go see her. She can teach you how to fuck to yo’ hearts content, and still have a tight pussy ever time a man go up you!”
Her name was Hazel. She was in her late fifties and still a beautiful woman. Her stable consisted of eight girls ranging in ages from twenty to thirty nine. Each one had a steady stream of customers and they all seemed to be happy. Hazel explained that she had learned the exercise years ago while in India. It was easy and did not require a great effort. Ten minutes between men was all that one needed to tighten up their vagina muscles.
I asked what it would cost to learn and her answer made me gasp.
“You stay here one week. The first day will be to learn the exercise. The rest of the time, you will …entertain”
I was slightly taken back, but decided, why not? Everyone at home was gone and I was not needed. I felt better when Hazel saw my hesitation and introduced me to three of the girls who were married. Their lives paralleled mine and they said working here on a part time basis not only gave them additional money, but it gave them the sex they craved. The money was unimportant, it was the thought of new cocks that made me accept.
Hazel smiled and led me to a very nice room.
“Okay dear, this will be your room.”
Just then a very attractive maid entered. She gave Thea a beautiful smile and introduced herself.
“My name is Jean. I am responsible for the two rooms on this wing of the house. I will keep your room clean and help you prepare for your guests. If you need anything, just push the button there on the table.”
Hazel smiled fondly at the girl and then took over.
“You will wear only a robe.” Hazel said as the maid handed one to her. Jean will also bath you after each caller leaves. She also will aid you in personal hygiene. Is there any questions?”
After I replied no, Hazel turned to Jean and said to get me ready.
I was stripped, and then bathed. Jean paid rapt attention to my nudity and complimented me on it. Hazel was waiting. With her was a young attractive male.
“Thea, this is Earl. He works here and during your stay, be attentive and let him have his way.”
Earl sat next to me and we talked for a bit. He complimented me on my body and soon he was also nude. We then moved to the bed and lay side by side and soon let our hands search the others hidden desires.
Hazel returned just as we were sharing our first kiss. Apologizing, she sat down and without hesitation, petted and prodded our sexual organs. After she left, Earl once again took me in his arms and kissed me deeply. Pulling me close, he guided his cock to my entrance. Pushing gently, he entered me. His length and girth was comfortable and he rode me into an orgasm of pure enjoyment.
After an enjoyable interlude, I kissed and thanked him for the pleasure. He returned the kiss and then stroked my face. I felt his cock growing hard and sought it out.
Squeezing his meat, I complimented him on having such an instrument of love. He smiled at my words and kissed me again.
“Thank you. I understand you will be here just a week. Perhaps if you like, I could visit you…from uh…time to time.”
“I like, and you can…visit any time…day or night!”
We were cuddling when Hazel and Jean came in. Taking a damp towel Jean very gently and sexually cleaned our sexual organs. She then stepped back. Hazel bent and kissed the head of Earl’s tool. He then rose, thanked me again and left.
Hazel then had me lie back.
“Okay, my dear, lets commence our first lesson.”
Having me lie back, she pushed a finger up my still warm cunt. All this time, she told me to do this and to do that. Suddenly, I felt my vagina lightly grasp her finger. Continuing on, I soon definitely felt her digit up me. Having me to continue, Hazel kept her finger up me. Reaching in her pocket, she removed a small apparatus. She pushed a small button on it. Her finger was feeling good as I kept applying her lesson. Then without warning, the door opened and two men entered. They smiled at me and the finger up my cunt. It was evident that they had seen this scene before. They smiled at me as they undressed. Hazel smiled and slowly removed her finger.
“Okay. Now, these two sweethearts will take you. So give them your best and when one finishes, do the exercise before the next one puts his sweet meat up you.”
These two wasted no time. Sitting on each side of me, their hands sought out my secrets. The one on the right side, whispered for me to open my thighs. Doing so naturally gave me a thrill. Nude, and being handled by strangers! Oh yes!
His finger very carefully entered me. My breath expelled and I smiled back at him. I was complimented on being tight. The other man then took a turn. Their ministrations made my juices flow. The first one then stripped and in between my legs. I sucked in my breath when his cock eased up me. While my cunt was being pummeled, the other man bent down and lightly kissed my lips. I smiled and readily returned it.
We almost orgasimed together. Resting, I commenced doing the exercise. This time I could feel my crotch tingle and experience a whole different feeling. The rapture of my face brought a smile from the two men as they kneaded and pulled my breasts delightfully.
When the second one entered me, he smiled and said,
“Um, your pussy is good and tight.” He then leaned down and French kissed me.
Shooting a good stream up me, he finished with a good deep jab up me, I undulated my hips and enjoyed his cock before it withered and slid from my greasy cunt.
Ringing the bell. Jean immediately entered and gave me a beautiful smile. Pulling me into the shower, she pushed a syringe up me. Slowly she squeezed the bulb and washed my insides until all remnants of semen was gone. Patting my sex with a fluffy towel, she bent and kissed my labia sweetly.
Her kiss made me gasp. Looking at her beautiful face, I kissed her sweet tasting lips.
Returning to the room, the older of the two men went to shower. While he bathed, the younger man and I talked. We seemed to get along and suddenly he kissed me. He was a true kisser and I gasped in happiness. Pulling me closer, he kissed me again. His hands cupping and kneading my tits.
Whispering he asked if we could meet again some- day after my time was over here. I gave him my address and he quickly put it inside his pants and then kissed me again.
Suddenly I went to my knees and swallowed his meat down my throat. I quickly bobbed my head back and forth on it. When the sound of his friend approaching was heard, I pulled off and returned to my seat.
He then took the place of his friend. The minute we were alone I bent down and sucked his spent cock into my mouth. I gave him some good sucks and quit just before his companion returned.
Hazel entered just as the three of us started to talk.
Smiling broadly, she inquired as to my vagina.
“She definitely appears to have learned as she remained tight.”
“Great. You boys can leave now. Okay my dear, lie down on your back.”
Hazel sat next to my waist and had me open my thighs. Caressing my cunt as we talked, she eventually pushed two fingers up me. Gasping, she pushed harder until my cervix was touched. Whimpering, she bent and kissed me sweetly.
“Now, does that hurt?”
“Ah! N…o! Oh my!”
“Um! You feel good!” With that, she bent and began licking me.
Within minutes I was floundering up and down. Then that joyful feeling built up in my groin. Hazel sensed it and pushed her mouth tight against my heaving pussy. I came so hard and what seemed for so long into her sucking mouth.
Hazel sat up, smiled and squeezed my wet pussy. Bending down, she once again let her experienced mouth send me into orbit.
Jean entered almost immediately after being summoned. She lovingly looked down at my splayed open body and then proceeded to clean me. Once again, she kissed me sweetly on my slit.
That night I went to the meeting room dinner. Jean was one of the servers and the other girls got a kick out of the way she took care of me. After we finished, everyone went to the living room. Jean appeared and took me around to meet everyone. I was somewhat surprised to learn that over half of them were married. We all shared the same malady…a poor performing husband in bed. Each one had before coming here, at least two lovers.
*
The next day, my first caller was an older gentleman. He was a considerate lover and when he asked if he could stay for lunch and then have me again, I smiled and replied,
“Most assuredly.”
By ten that night, three more hard cocks had found their way into my valley of pleasure.
Around midnight, Jean was rubbing oil into my skin. We had drawn closer and increased our confidentiality toward each other. She confided that Hazel would if possible keep me on my back during my stay. Smiling with an impish grin, I replied that I hoped so. That night, I slept the best I had in a long time.
The next day, four more had me by six that evening. Afterwards, Hazel asked if I wanted to spend the night with two gentlemen. Naturally I said yes.
Both were in their fifties. They were well mannered, each had a trim body, and most important, a nice long cock.
By the next morning, I had been fucked in the missionary style by each and afterwards, I sucked new life into them enough so that I was screwed in the ass and cunt at the same time. That morning, I again sucked them. The taller of the two had enough stamina to give me a good, but somewhat short lived fuck.
Jean came in the next morning just after I had been taken by my first customer. Hazel as usual went straight to my cunt. I opened my thighs and smiled, my lips forming an o when she pushed her middle finger up me.
“I want to thank you providing our customers with great sex, and that if I ever wanted to come back for any length of time, I was welcome for she understood from Irene that I did not get a good diet of sex at home.
I kissed her sweet lips and thanked her. She then pushed me back and then put her tongue where her finger had been. It was great!
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A lady invites her sister to join her in England where she has a job in a Gentemens club where she enjoys being fucked in every orifice
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Jenny steals some medication and feeds them to the mother of a friend of hers, to gain mind control over her.
I recently took a new job at a small university down south. My wife didn’t want to move the kids before the school year ended, so I was commuting home every couple of weeks. I had a little apartment in a complex run by the university for new faculty members and staff. It wasn’t a very good arrangement, but I was enjoying my new job and the neighbors were congenial so the time went pretty fast.
My new job involved coordinating programs across departments, and one afternoon I was in the language department talking to one of the French teachers. She was petite, dark haired, a curvaceous woman in her thirties. It was a hot day, and she was wearing a loose cotton shift that draped over her firm breasts. When she sat at her desk, I could see the strap of her thong through the sheer fabric. I had to work pretty hard to meet her eyes as we talked about designing a French course for my students. Her eyes were deep and brown, and she had an earnest arch to her brow as we talked.
We were making good progress when her officemate entered. She was also new – she lived down the hall from me – and also new to the country, having just come from Germany. Tall and willowy, she had short blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes and a boyish figure, with small, high breasts, slender hips and a flat stomach. We were on friendly terms, having occasionally gone running together in the mornings, and I knew she was in good shape.
“Hi, Kiersten,” I greeted her.
“Hi, Mitch,” she said as she sat at her desk. She swiveled in her chair to face us, her legs casually akimbo. Her short denim skirt gave me just a glimpse of a red silk thong stretched over her mound. She was wearing a cotton tank top that left no doubt she was not wearing a bra. “So you met Brigitte?” Her English was very good, but she had a slightly throaty accent.
“We talk about a course special for her students,” Brigitte volunteered. Brigitte had that fluid French accent, and little grammar mistakes, that I had always found irresistible.
“They should be studying German,” Kiersten said primly, maybe joking.
“I’m sure you can talk them into it if anyone can,” I said lightly. I stood up. “Thank you, Brigitte. Let me look at the schedule and we can settle the details later. I’ll let you get back to work.”
They gave me sunny farewell smiles as I left the room.
That evening, I was working on my lecture for the next day sitting at the table in my little apartment, when there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find Kiersten.
“Hi, Mitch,” she said, handing me a fluted glass of champagne. “Why don’t you come join us for a little drink?” She cocked her head and I looked down the hall to see Brigitte standing in the doorway of Kiersten’s apartment. I thought briefly of my lecture notes, only half done, and my wedding ring, but my dick took over just in time.
“Thanks, I’d love to.” I took the glass and clinked it to hers and took a sip as the door swung closed behind me.
Kiersten’s little apartment had a single small couch, and I sat between them. We talked about university politics and the quality of the students and polished off the champagne. Kiersten went to get another bottle, and Brigitte turned to face me, her back against the arm of the couch and her legs crossed. We were all a little tipsy.
“Ees hot,” she said, lifting the hem of her skirt as though to fan herself and giving me a glimpse of a white cotton thong stretched tight over a voluptuously curved and obviously shaven pussy. She caught me looking and smiled with that arch curve of her brow.
“So, Mitch,” Kiersten said as she returned with a cold bottle of champagne and refilled our glasses. “If Americans are so prudish, why is every TV show about sex?”
She leaned down to refill my glass and let me look down her dress. Her firm little breasts swayed gently inside the loose fabric. She looked up as though to make sure I was looking and smiled when she caught my eye.
“I don’t think we’re prudish,” I said. “I think we’re actually pretty free. Some people wish they could make us prudish, but really I think Americans are pretty fixated on the pleasures of the here and now.”
“Ees eet true that American boys will lick ze, how you say, poussee?” Brigitte said. She pronounced it with the accent on the last syllable: poussEE. She pouted at me, awaiting my answer.
“Yes,” I said. Her shift had ridden up over her splayed thighs and her crotch was clearly visible. There was a small wet spot on her thong. “French boys don’t?”
“Non,” she said. “Only ze girls.”
“The boys just don’t want to take the trouble to give the woman pleasure.”
She squirmed a little, and discreetly ran her hand over her crotch.
“But they all want their, what do you call it, schwanz – tail – sucked.” Kiersten was sitting on the opposite arm of the couch. Her short skirt left no need for imagination. “It’s not nice for the woman.”
“I don’t think you have to think of it that way,” I said. I touched the cool champagne glass to the inside of her thigh and rolled it slowly toward her snatch. She spread her legs a little wider and her eyelids fluttered. “The woman’s mouth is very pleasurable for the man. Most people say “dick”, by the way. The lips and tongue are dynamic in a way that the poossee is not.” I smiled at Brigitte and ran my fingers gently up her thigh. She shivered and her nipples pressed against her bodice. “And if a man knows what he is doing, the man’s mouth can be very pleasurable for the woman. In an even give and take, the whole thing just makes more pleasure for both.”
Brigitte flung one leg over the back of the couch and laid the other across my lap. She scooted down so that her dress rode up past her waist and her thong was taut against her pubis.
“So,” she said, a little breathless. “American boys – do they do eet like a girl?”
“How do we do eet?” I said with a smile. I kissed her thigh and set my glass down. I ran my tongue down the tender inside of the thigh toward her steaming crotch. Leaning down, I nuzzled her slit through the damp fabric. With my nose, I gently prodded her little hooded spot. She breathed deeply and thrust her cunt at me. With the flat of my tongue, I licked along the seams of her thong. She writhed.
Straightening, I used both hands to pull her undies off, carefully disentangling them from her comely feet. Kiersten was watching intently, breathing a bit raggedly as she massaged her own sex through her soaked panties.
Leaning back down, I nuzzled Brigitte’s now naked pussy. The outer lips were full and round and of the same deep olive color as the rest of her body. Her inner lips peeked out deep purple. I ran my tongue flat along the outsides of her outer lips, leaving them glistening. She moaned. I nibbled along the ridges and she moaned some more. With my tongue, I gently separated the other lips from the inner, then nibbled oh-so-lightly at the ruffled edges of her inner lips. She writhed, spreading her legs as far as she could, trying to press herself into my mouth. I ran my tongue up the length of her inner lips, still sealed, and let the tip of my tongue explore gently her mons. She began to pant.
Kiersten got up and when she came into my view she was naked. Her pussy was neatly trimmed, just a powdering of downy blonde fur highlighting her lips and a little patch on her pubis to show the way. She bent over Brigitte and helped her out of her cotton dress, and as Brigitte lay back down, Kiersten unbuckled her bra and massaged her round tits. They kissed.
I continued to run my tongue over the opening to Brigitte’s inner sanctum, gently separating the lips a little further each time. The purple color of the lips gave way to a deep pink toward her opening. I lay my tongue flat along it and massaged it up and down. Kiersten was kissing and fondling her tits, blowing gently on the nipples to make them erect. Brigitte was panting deeply.
Probing with the tip of my tongue, I now found her clitoris. Shy at first, it was now standing up begging for my attention. I licked it gently with my tongue, prodding it after each stroke with the tip.
“Oh! Mon dieu!” she cried. “That’s mahvelous! Wonderful!”
I cupped her little man with my mouth, sealing my lips over her entire mound, and began a rhythmic massage of her clit. Her breath was coming in long, deep pants. I slipped my thumb into the opening of her cunt and slid it slowly in and out, a little deeper each time. She flung her tan legs in the air and began to pant faster.
“Oh! Oui! Oui!”
I pushed my thumb all the way in and tickled her asshole with my pinky, maintaining a steady rhythm on her clit with my tongue. I felt her climax as her pussy gripped my thumb and her body convulsed, her legs taut and quivering, straight in the air. She held her breath for one beat, then two, while the waves of ecstasy subsided, then flopped on the couch.
I gently pulled my thumb out of her and sat back, my face slathered with her juice.
“That is how we do eet,” I said.
“Oh, Mitch,” she moaned. She pronounced it “Meeeetch”. “You are as good as a girl.”
Kiersten was standing before me, her legs parted. I could see her lips swollen and shiny under their downy cloud cover. She ran her hands up her body, cupping her breasts. She knelt and pushed my knees gently apart, running her hands up my thighs, under the baggy legs of my shorts, to where my dick was straining at the fabric. Her erect nipples grazed my legs gently as she reached my big boy and stroked it.
“So, show me how it can be pleasurable?” She tugged at my shorts. I lifted my butt and let her pull them off. My dick sprang free.
“For me or for you?”
“First, for you. Then you’ll show me what give-and-take means.”
“Well, first you have to learn to like it.” She was still stroking me lightly. Brigitte was watching through lidded eyes, her pussy oozing juice.
“That’s right,” I told her gently. “Now kiss it. Kiss it on its little lips.”
She leaned forward and gave my big boy a smooch. Then another, her lips slightly parted. Tentatively, she took an inch or so into her mouth.
“Mmmm,” I said, trying to be encouraging. “Now run your tongue over the bottom, along the shaft toward the tip.”
She did. What with getting Brigitte off, I was starting to ooze pre-come.
“Yech!” she exclaimed, rocking back on her haunches. Her pussy was open, wet. “It’s salty!”
“I will try eet,” purred Brigitte. She crawled over to me and took my rock-hard dick between her soft lips. Kiersten remained squatting in front of us, watching with a mixture of disgust and envy. She slowly rubbed her own pussy. Brigitte was taking ever deeper strokes, pulling me further and further into her mouth. I could feel my prick probing her throat as she expertly caressed me with her tongue, in and out.
“Oh, Brigitte,” I said with a groan. “You’re really good at eet.”
She stopped sucking long enough to look up at me, smiling sweetly. She stroked my dick with one hand.
“How you say? Practice make perfect?” She went back for more practice. It was perfect.
Kiersten stood now and put one foot on the couch next to me, spreading her tawny pussy and thrusting it at my face.
“Give me what you gave Brigitte,” she said. Her face was flushed.
I lay back on the couch, careful not to move out of Brigitte’s range, and guided Kiersten on top of me. She knelt on the couch, straddling me, and brought her pussy lips to mine. They were pale and delicate, like an orchid, the skin almost translucent. I gently massaged the outer lips with my tongue and heard her moan appreciatively. She spread her legs a little further, sitting further down. I nibbled at her inner lips, which were damp and starting to swell. Using the tip of my tongue, I explored her slit, looking for her little warrior. There she was, peeking out from under her fleshy helmet, stiff and ready. I flicked at her clit. Kiersten tossed her head and moaned. She liked it.
My dick was swelling under Brigitte’s expert attentions. I thrust my hips upward, involuntarily trying to push further in. She met my thrusts, raising herself up to straighten her throat, and I felt my man slide past her tongue into neverland. She gagged only slightly, then slid me almost all the way out, dragging her tongue along the tender thread before swallowing me again, all the way down, no gagging this time.
I kept working on Kiersten. I gripped her ass with both hands, gently spreading her cheeks, and fondled her asshole with one finger.
“Oh!” she cried.
I tightened my lips around her mound and rubbed her clit rhythmically with my tongue. Her breath was ragged as she panted. I pushed my finger carefully into her anus as I picked up the pace with my tongue.
“Oh!” she cried again. “Yes! I can feel…! I’m…!” Her body tensed and she held her breath. I could feel her orgasm coursing through her sex as I massaged her clit and moved my finger gently in and out. She convulsed once, then twice.
The drama of Kiersten’s orgasm was too much. With a groan, I came in Brigitte’s mouth and down her throat. Gamely, she kept sucking me in and out, taking every drop. I could hear her swallowing as I shot my load. As she swallowed, her throat flexed, gripping the tip of my bad boy and heightening the intensity of my orgasm. Kiersten rolled off the couch and crouched on the floor, watching Brigitte suck me, little rivulets of my essence leaking past her lips and down my shaft.
My man was shrinking in Brigitte’s mouth as she let him slip out and sat back on her haunches. She tucked the stray threads of my come into her mouth with a Mona Lisa smile. Kiersten reached for her, drawing her comely face down into a deep, tongue-swapping kiss.
“Mmm,” Kiersten said as they separated, both a little breathless. “That’s not so bad. Kind of like an oyster. Maybe next time, I’ll give and you can take, Mitch.”
Like I said, I was enjoying this new job.
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