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My Polish Neighbour Chapter 6

My Polish Neighbour Chapter 6
I woke to find my cock hard with the morning and quickly remembered last night and my magnificent mother. How she had accepted my friendship with Maria; how she now wanted to meet her; how she had brought me to a wonderful climax despite a desultory fuck with father; how she had cum rubbing herself hard against my thigh. I started rubbing myself to bring myself off again. Actually, why don’t I just hold it and see what the day brings?
Getting up and going to the kitchen, I realised Mum had gone to work, Dad will have gone earlier and I was on school holidays. A note to me was on the kitchen table addressed to me.
‘Ian thanks so much for yesterday, all of it. I meant what I said about getting to know Maria. And I also don’t wish to upset any relationship you have with her, though I do envy her a little. Could you arrange with her for us to meet, preferably the three of us as I would be a little shy otherwise. And she does look pretty for her age. I assume she is older than me. That’s right isn’t it? Anyway I have the afternoon off today. If you can arrange anything that would be lovely. Don’t leave this letter around either.’
Your loving Mum
I felt excited as well as slightly anxious. Supposing Maria didn’t want to meet Mum. Or didn’t like her if she did. Then I realised I wanted to please both of them at once and wondered if I could pull it off. I wanted to go round to Maria’s but she too will be out at this time. I would go later.
After breakfast I thought I would have a little scout around Mums’ bedroom. I hadn’t done it for awhile and it usually provided some horny distractions. In the left hand draw of her dresser I found some of her worn but cleaned stockings. I lifted them carefully from their place and smelt a perfumed whiff when I drew them to my nose. Rubbing my cock to semi-hard, I carefully wrapped them round as I got harder. Definite turn-on. Then I saw a pair of suspenders beside them and delighted in their silky feel. Would I dare? No one around till much later. Could I? Would I? I could and would. With my dressing gown still on I tucked the suspender belt round my waist. Good fit. Just right. Dangling garters from the belt just wanting to be used. I couldn’t resist. I had seen Mum fixing them to her stockings and copied in my mind how she would do them. Gingerly, I fingered my hands into the stockings and folded the first between my hands so that it would go carefully over my foot and ankle without laddering the fine mesh. Pulling up my leg and over my thigh I felt the tightness around me. It felt fabulous and I stroked myself and thought of Mum watching me or even catching me by surprise now that we were beginning to get to know each other in a sexual way.
I repeated this with the other stocking fixing all the garters to the suspender belt. I glanced in the mirror. Initially shocked at my transgression, I found myself wanking to the image of me standing there. I then saw a pair of Mum’s heels at the side. I slipped into them and saw immediately the effect of the heel on my calf and body, effectively thrusting me forward slightly as well as pronouncing my calf. Horny making.
I lay on Mum’s unmade bed and wanked myself, dreaming of Mum wearing them and letting me rub and wank against her. I found wearing the stockings and suspenders so exciting. The fact they’d been on Mum made them even more thrilling. I couldn’t resist and shot my cum trying to catch it but not quite managing it. Some fell on the stocking. Then I panicked and recognised I had better be careful not to ladder the stockings. Fortunately, most of my cum was on my upper thigh, tummy and hand and none on the bed.
Undoing the belts I warily unwound the cumless stocking down my leg and then the other one making sure my cum didn’t spread into the folds. Once I got it off, I had to decide how to remove my cum. Washing would take ages to dry. So I decided to suck it off and let saliva do the job of cleaning it of cum. My first taste of my own cum. Slightly salty. Folding them back as I remembered, I placed them carefully back in the draw. The suspender belt suddenly looked out of place. I undid the belt and placed it there as well.
Still feeling horny despite my cum, I looked in the rest of the draws, being very nosy. More underwear. Lifting it up I saw a large brown envelope with the end just folded over but not stuck. A soft-backed book was inside. I glanced at the cover, a drawing of a fully dressed woman with a young boy in short trousers with his head hidden up her skirt and her laying languorously back in a chair in a complete state of arousal with her eyes closed and a smile in her cheeks. The title, “A Mother’s Need” seemed to capture the picture. I wanted to read it but put it back in the draw as I needed to get round to Maria to arrange for Mum’s visit. Mum was obviously still in contact with Teresa as her main contact for porn reading. I had a final stroke before getting dressed for Maria.
It was getting near lunchtime. I did notice that Maria was back at home as she had opened the windows. Knocking, Maria came to the door. She looked hesitant and worried. Imagining why, she closed the door and gave me a tight hug and apologised for yesterday. She was fully dressed in a summer frock with her usual stockings and heels.
Not to be detracted I told her of Mum’s initial anger but that she had calmed down and then completely retracted her venomous mood to one of acceptance and affection for me. She was very surprised at the change and even more when I relayed her wish to meet Maria, and could she come over this afternoon?
I decided to tell Maria nothing about Mum’s behaviour in the late afternoon, about Dad and his unloving assault on Mum, nor about her masturbating me in my bed.
“Mum did say how pretty she thought you were and how much she wanted to get to know you.”
Maria looked curiously at me, no doubt wondering what to make of Mum’s sudden turn around.
“Are you sure Ian?”
“Very much so, Maria. She did say how much it would mean to her to widen her circle of friends.”
“Was your Father in the conversation you had Ian?”
Hesitating, I replied, “No so what?”
“How do they get on Ian?”
She saw me shift uncomfortably in my seat.”He’s out a lot.”
“I see, so she’s missing out on friends is she? What did she say about our little spectacle Ian, once she calmed down?
“She implied I was very lucky to know you Maria.”
“What a generous woman she must be. I think I’m going to like her. Is she sexy too, Ian like you?”
“I think so.”
“She excites you doesn’t she Ian?
I didn’t answer but just smiled.
We agreed to Mum coming round in about an hour for tea and a chat – if she hadn’t changed her mind. A quick kiss, albeit tongue to tongue and I returned home to find Mum already there.
On hearing that Maria was looking forward to meeting Mum this afternoon, she went into a slight panic.
“What shall I wear Ian?”
“It won’t matter what you wear Mum. I’m sure Maria will like you just the same. She isn’t likely to fuss herself.”
“That’s what you think Ian. Give me half an hour.”
After nagging her that we were late, she emerged from her bedroom looking like I had rarely seen her before. Simply wonderful, in a dress I hadn’t seen before. It was a bit dated but did make her look younger. The dress opened at the front but gave good support to her breasts. I wasn’t sure if she had a bra on either. The first button was quite low on her chest revealing the gentle heave of her bosom tops. The dress came to her knees duly stockinged with a dark brown weave and an even darker seam up the rear of her legs. Even her heels were more pronounced, emphasising her luscious calves.
I gave her a definite kiss on her lips. She balmed at me but proceeded to reapply more lipstick to her moist lips.
“I’m very proud of you Mum.”
“Thank you Ian. Just don’t neglect me now will you?”
In my young mind I grasped at a nervousness at meeting Maria.” Mum I promise I will not let you down.”
Reassured we walked out and round the corner to Maria’s place.
Maria opened the door wide to welcome us in great warmth, Mum going in first.
The first thing I noticed was that she was wearing exactly the same outfit as when I first met her with Phillip to see the cats. She was wearing that white blouse, again without a bra. The blouse was only just transparent but so entrancing. She had just placed a light shawl over the shoulders, no doubt in case Mum would be shocked. She too had heels and stockings.
They tentatively shook hands, but then Maria commented,
“Oh Jean, thank you so much for meeting me. Let me greet you Polish style at least.” With that and still holding Mum’s hand, she kissed her on each cheek. Her warmth was immediately apparent and Mum visibly relaxed and gave the loveliest smile in return.
Maria had tea and biscuits at the ready as we entered her living room. I sat next to Mum on the sofa and Maria opposite in her usual armchair. The light in the room was soft given the curtains were slightly drawn.
It must have reassured Mum that I had sat next to her as she soon got into conversation with Maria about their backgrounds. Their conversation became very engaging as they exchanged their childhoods with lengthy stories about the freedom they had to play without the prying eyes of parents. But then Maria paused in her enthusiasm. She implied that all hadn’t been well after she was 13. Mum picked up her change of mood and waited. This was after nearly an hour of happy exchanges knotting their relationship closer and easier in my mind.
“Jean and you Ian. Can I trust you both not to gossip to anyone?” She knew she could trust me. She looked at Mum.
“Maria, I feel I know you already through Ian. If you like, I could tell you about me, which Ian doesn’t know much about, and yet I trust him with my life.
“Anyway Jean, Ian already knows that when I was his age my father took advantage of me. At first because I loved him, I welcomed his advances but then I realised that he had no regard for how I felt. That’s when he started doing things to me that I didn’t want. But he misunderstood my initial warmth and invaded me. He continued to use me and I just put up with it for years until he became ill after my mother left for someone else. He died whilst I tended him. My brother, who hated him, came to stay with me. He was so good to me and became a father figure to me and treated me like a father should. He never took advantage of me even though he had his needs. Later in Warsaw, I fell for a man, who, after a few months, began to treat me just like my father, and hitting me as well. My brother eventually rescued me and took me away to a safe place. The experiences of my father and lover left me very scarred and I began to avoid men, even when I came to England. I now prefer the company of women to men, with the exception of Ian, who has been a very gentle friend and has reawakened me.”
“That’s it Jean except to say that I have no wish to come between you and Ian. Hey, I think I need something stronger after that Jean. Will you join me in something special from Poland?”
When Maria got up, Mum rose as well and hugged her close. It was clear that Maria was touched and returned the hug with a kiss on her cheek, then a light one on Mum’s lips. She went to the kitchen and returned with Polish vodka and three glasses.
“Just a tiny sip for you Ian.”
She poured generous amounts for them and we tinkled our glasses together. Maria threw hers back and went for another.
“Maria I really feel for you. It must have been hard to cope all those years. I only wish you an earlier life like mine. Mine hasn’t been that good recently. I think Ian knows that. It’s nothing new.”
“How was your early life then, Jean?”
“I hate to compare Maria, but very secure and loving. My
Dad never hit me or Mum and they gave me a very secure home life. If anything, I was the naughty one. Mum never noticed, but when I was about 13 I remember getting cuddles from Dad in front of Mum. She either didn’t notice or didn’t mind. I remember one evening, when it was very cold and we were sitting by the fire. He let me sit astride his leg cuddling him round his neck. I got very excited moving along his thigh. I kept it slow, so Mum wouldn’t notice. He didn’t move. I did and then it happened. I wasn’t sure at the time but it was a completely new excitement I had never had before. He just held me whilst it happened. After he gave me an extra hug as I collapsed on his shoulder. After that evening Dad got to know me a lot more on our own. But I need to get to know you better Maria, before I tell any more. Ian hasn’t heard about that either.”
I stirred slightly grasping what she had said so openly to Maria, but didn’t follow it now.
“Well, Maria, how did you get to know Ian so well?” I blushed at the audacity of her remark. Maria was cool as the cucumber.
She relayed the story of the kittens and would we like to see them sometime and how Phillip and I went round to her flat one morning.
“They called slightly earlier than I had thought. I was dressed in this outfit, but without the shawl. I hadn’t had time to put it on.” Maria then put her hand to her shawl and placed it neatly beside her. I saw Mum quickly take in Maria’s transparency as she listened to her. I stirred some more.
“Well Jean they were both delightful with the kittens as I held them in my hands and arms, crawling about me as well as handing each of them to let them hold the kittens. It was then I noticed that Phillip was totally distracted by the kittens. Ian definitely wasn’t. I could see his eyes were elsewhere, furtively looking at my blouse.
“I can see why Maria.” She smiled in response.
“I couldn’t believe myself when I took the opportunity, when Phillip was in the toilet, to invite Ian round, ‘anytime you want to see them again’and he immediately took me up on it.”
“Beautifully said Maria.” Mum had instantly grasped the ambiguity.
We paused as we took in the significance of what Maria had said.
“When they left, I was torn and not sure what I had let myself in for and should I have done it – leading Ian on that way. But when I thought more about it, I just couldn’t resist. So that’s how it started Jean. He came round after lunch, which I hadn’t expected and it was lovely.”
“You are being a bit coy Maria” she teased. Maria did then blush and smiled.”What can I say?”
The memory of that day and the atmosphere here was having a drastic effect on me, which Mum, then Maria noticed. We all went quiet as they looked at each other, then Maria commented, “I feel so close to both of you, you know and very excited to have you here. We could see Maria’s nipples hardening against her blouse. She slipped her fingers to her blouse buttons and undid two more buttons leaving only two left to undo. Her deep cleavage came more fully into view as well as the shape of her breasts which had slight sag to them, which I had already found exciting when she revealed them to me the first time.
“I wonder what’s happened to Ian, Jean?” They both were glancing at my groin stiffened and tenting my trousers.
“I think Ian is enjoying our company don’t you?”
“Oh Ian what’s in your head then? Is it seeing Maria like that? Are you really enjoying our company then?”
“Mum what do you think? I’ve just been listening to every word. . . .
Before I could go further, Jean had glanced at Maria and then moved her nearest hand to hover over my covered stiff cock. She didn’t grasp it but delicately searched and began to unzip me. She must have realised how close I would be. Deftly she wound it down to reveal that I had no underpants on.
“Oh very naughty aren’t we?” Freed, my cock suddenly found its natural angle. Again, another look between them. Maria acknowledged Mum’s glance and smiled reassuringly.
“Yes, Jean, please do.”
Then, I understood what the meaning between them. Mum leant forward and over me. Her tongue made the first link with my sensitive skin at my cut head. Before I could close my eyes in delight, Maria was opening her blouse and fondling her nipples with both hands. Mum slid her mouth around me and closed her lips over my smooth swollen head. She then went into slip-slide along my length but still gently so as to try to stave off the inevitable.
“Oh Jean how beautiful, your both so beautiful.” I could see Maria, now dragging a free hand along her thigh. Mum looked round at that moment to see Maria her thighs wide, without panties, running her finger along her pubic hairs. At that moment she beamed at Maria, and then returned to her purpose with more pressure round me.
I let my hand slip into mums dress and yes, she had no bra on. She let me slip my hand over the nearest breast. Heaven. Her nipple stiffened even more at my touch. At that moment I also saw Maria masturbating her wet cunt in front of me.
“Mum don’t stop, please don’t stop.” I shot my first load of spunk right in her mouth, feeling totally exhilarated and guilty at the same time. She didn’t stop and kept her mouth closed completely round me. I collapsed back into the sofa overwhelmed by the suddenness of it.
Just then Maria went into wailing with her own self-love as she rubbed her clit with speed and vigorous movement to get her own release. Mum and I watched her go over. Both of us must have found it a wonder, maybe the first time for Mum watching another woman. She was very beautiful at that moment.
We all paused in silence at the sheer sultry feeling of it.
Jean, I want to kiss you both?

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The Frontier, II

Chapter Two – I promised to deliver on the main character’s new found powers but I’m going to have to keep you in suspense a bit longer. There’s some sex in this chapter which would make it more appealing. Please leave comments or send me a PM if you have suggestions or critique.

S.S.Shotguneagle (Part One)

The main character of the story is based on an actual YouTuber. I decided to write this story because of what she said in one of her videos about how she would never do porn no matter how much she would get paid for it. So then I thought, “What if some disturbed individual(s) took matters into their own hands to see that fantasy come true?” Well, here’s my version of how it would go down. It starts off somewhat slow, but from what I’ve heard, it’s still an interesting read.

Mother shows son the way

I grew up in a very small town and was sheltered from pretty much the whole outside world. Every morning I would wake up, my mother would put me through about 5 hours of home schooling and then leave me to my studies while she did the typical house chores. I never knew my father because my mother ran away and never told him that she was pregnant. This left her and I alone in my mothers inherited ranch. With no money worries and my mother, being a very well educated women, she felt that she could stay home and school me better than any public or private school could.
Let me tell you about my mother and I. My name is Shawn and I’m 18 and weigh about 150 at 5’ 9”. Being home all the time with pretty much no outside life I have a lot of spare time to work out, swim and go for runs around the ranch so I’m in pretty good shape. My mother also not one to venture too far away from the home front also spends her fair share of time working out keeping her 39 year old body very well toned. She is 5’ 5” and weighs about 110 soaking wet. Her petite frame is accentuated by her 34C breasts that look fantastic in just about everything that she wears.
It all started after a long hot day of studying outside poolside. My mother always liked to change scenery often to try to keep me from getting complacent and to keep me focused. Unfortunately as I got older these pool sessions were more of a distraction that she even knew. Every time we would have these relaxed sessions, my mother would always wear a bathing suit to “class” to work on her tan while making sure that I was getting a good education. On this particular day it was about 95 degrees and just as we were wrapping up our study time my mother announced that she was going to cool off before she started the afternoon chores. I decided that this would also be a good time for me to do the same.
As I watched my mothers toned, slender body walk to the 3 foot diving board I felt the stir in my loins that I new could only be trouble. I watched my mother dive in the water. Upon resurfacing my eyes almost popped out of my head as I saw both of her red nipples pop out of the water. Apparently she had lost her top somewhere underwater and didn’t notice. As I was staring I had an immediate, full fledged hard on that put me in a very awkward predicament. My mother was just staring at me waiting for me to get into the water next. Confused she asked me what I was doing then she looked down realizing that her breasts were showing and covered up by diving under the water looking for her top. This was my chance to save the embarrassment of having my mom notice the tent in my shorts I jumped out of my chair and dove into the water before she came back up.
Once in the water feeling a little relieved my mother came back up and was very embarrassed. She had no idea where her top was and asked me to help her find it. I swam over to the area where she dove in and took a look around. I noticed that the top had found its way to the filter on the bottom of the pool so I dove down and retrieved it for her. I swam over to my mother and went to hand the top to her and in doing so brushed my hand against her hard nipple. My mother let out a soft moan. She grabbed her top and started to swim away. My eyes stayed glued to her as she got out, and went into the house. Not believing what actually just happened I had to swim around a little while until my hard-on went away. When I got out I collected my things and headed straight to my room.
The rest of the night was pretty uneventful until it came around time to go to bed. I was in my bed under the covers naked (how I sleep), reading a book. My mother knocked on my door softly and came into my room wearing a long t-shirt that went about half way down her thighs. Upon entering my mother said that she needed to talk to me. She came in sat on my bed where I was already under the covers. She said that she wanted to talk about the earlier incident.
She said that this would be a good time to teach me about sex. She said that I was getting to the age where my hormones were running high and that I would be getting erections and thinking about girls more often (boy she wasn’t kidding, I was hard as a rock as soon as she said the word “sex”). She then said that she had been noticing me watching her walking around in her bathing suit and that it was time to explain why I was having the feelings that I was having.
She asked me if I was ok and all I could do is nod. She then said that she knew that I may not stay around forever so she wouldn’t feel right sending me out in the dangerous world without knowing about sex. My mother then did something that I never expected her to do in my life. She stood up and took her shirt completely off. There she was, my beautiful mother, stark naked standing right in front of me. She then grabbed onto the blanket that was covering my erection and pulled it back. Noticing that I was already naked a big smile came to her face as she noticed my state of excitement. She explained that when a man and a woman love each other that they express their feelings by having sex. This is when a man puts his penis into a woman’s vagina repeatedly until both have had satisfaction. Now don’t get me wrong, I have jerked off a few times in my day so I know what it’s like to have the “satisfaction” that she was talking about but never with a woman.
My mother then crawled into bed and explained that the best way for a man and woman to please each other was to take their time and make sure that they are both enjoying every moment of their experiences. With this she planted a kiss on my lips. At first I didn’t know how to react and then I felt my mother slip her tongue into my mouth and I let all my thoughts go to the wind and just melted into my mothers touch. She then told me to explore her body with my hands and to make sure that I cover every inch of her while kissing her entire body. I proceeded to suck on her nipples while finding my way down to her shaved pussy with my hands.
My mother started to moan softly which encouraged me to continue to what I was doing. As I was kissing my way down her well toned tummy she stopped me just before I got to her inviting little pussy saying that she has wanted this for so long and didn’t know how to tell me. I continued to kiss my way down until I finally reached her slit with my tongue. I started in immediately lapping up her juices which were flowing very freely. I couldn’t get enough of it, my mother explained how to lick, suck, finger her very tight pussy. She told me about the clitoris which I spent a lot of time concentrating on until she had a mind blowing orgasm.
After my moms legs quit shaking she told me to lay on my back. I did so and she straddled me and lined my fully erect penis up with the tunnel from where I had come from 17 years prior. In one quick motion I was buried to my balls in my moms wanting pussy. She started bucking very hard saying that she was very impressed with my 7 inch penis that was now filling her more than she had been filled with years. After only a few pumps I felt my balls start to tighten up. “Mom I’m going to CUM!” She jumped off my cock and dropped straight to her knees and engulfed my penis into her mouth while I shot load after load down her throat. Exhausted she climbed up next to me and told me how great that felt and that there will be many more lessons to come.
I have a feeling that this will be one lesson that I won’t mind learning any day of the week.
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quicky

I dialed the number…I knew it by heart I barely had to think.
“I’ll be there soon,” He said as he hung up the phone.
I would call and we both knew why.
15 minutes I had to wait patiently for him. Just 15 minutes…
I sat down on the couch and watched the clock, the time was going so slow, already wet in anticipation.
He didn’t knock; he didn’t feel the need anymore.
I got up and kissed him immediately, as he slipped his shoes and socks off at the doorway.
I grabbed his shirt and ripped it off throwing in on the couch.
He grabbed and started massaging me through my shirt while directing us towards my room.
It wasn’t a split second later and my shirt was over my head and tossed aside.
I frantically grabbed at his jean unbuttoning them as quickly as possible.
I bent down with the pants kissing the already hard tip of his dick.
He step out of the pants and there they lay on the hallway floor.
He grabbed my pants and underwear in one quick motion pulled them down as he guided me onto the bed.
Our kisses got wilder every time more skin was shown.
I had to catch the breath that left me as I hit the bed. I loved that feeling.
He tore at my bra and threw it aside.
He kissed my mouth one last time, then down my neck, and then on to my bare breast.
I squirmed as he took both my breasts in his hands and start kissing my already hard nipples.
He love teasing them, I can’t say I minded.
He bit down and I moan in pure excitement.
He was already hard and there were no need for this foreplay anymore so I climbed on top.
I pushed him on his back and climbed on top of his dick and rammed myself down again and again.
As I started to slow my pace he rolled us over not missing a beat.
He was still playing with my chest. I rocked underneath him, causing him to bite again, this time it hurt, but it just excited me more.
I continued to rock underneath him.
I had been waiting all day for this moment of release and that’s all it was a release.
He started pounding away pulling my legs up on his shoulders.
I screamed from the mixture of the pleasure and pain.
He stopped. with a devilish look in his eye. What a tease.
I begged him for more. I was addicted. I knew he was too.
It wasn’t long before I came.
My spasms caused him to cum deep inside me. I moaned with each squirt he put inside me.
We didn’t move a muscle until his limp dick worked its way out of my pussy.
I got up and threw a towel at him while buttoning up my pants.
I grabbed my bra and walked out to go find my shirt.
He followed suit not long after.
We went outside to smoke, and then he walked home.
Not a word was said.
Okay so I know this story is way short but to be honest I’ve tried to make it longer but it never sounded right. Plus it’s just not the way it worked with this particular guy or situation. so I’m repeating it below because the website a minimum word limit.
I dialed the number…I knew it by heart I barely had to think.
“I’ll be there soon,” He said as he hung up the phone.
I would call and we both knew why.
15 minutes I had to wait patiently for him. Just 15 minutes…
I sat down on the couch and watched the clock, the time was going so slow, already wet in anticipation.
He didn’t knock; he didn’t feel the need anymore.
I got up and kissed him immediately, as he slipped his shoes and socks off at the doorway.
I grabbed his shirt and ripped it off throwing in on the couch.
He grabbed and started massaging me through my shirt while directing us towards my room.
It wasn’t a split second later and my shirt was over my head and tossed aside.
I frantically grabbed at his jean unbuttoning them as quickly as possible.
I bent down with the pants kissing the already hard tip of his dick.
He step out of the pants and there they lay on the hallway floor.
He grabbed my pants and underwear in one quick motion pulled them down as he guided me onto the bed.
Our kisses got wilder every time more skin was shown.
I had to catch the breath that left me as I hit the bed. I loved that feeling.
He tore at my bra and threw it aside.
He kissed my mouth one last time, then down my neck, and then on to my bare breast.
I squirmed as he took both my breasts in his hands and start kissing my already hard nipples.
He love teasing them, I can’t say I minded.
He bit down and I moan in pure excitement.
He was already hard and there were no need for this foreplay anymore so I climbed on top.
I pushed him on his back and climbed on top of his dick and rammed myself down again and again.
As I started to slow my pace he rolled us over not missing a beat.
He was still playing with my chest. I rocked underneath him, causing him to bite again, this time it hurt, but it just excited me more.
I continued to rock underneath him.
I had been waiting all day for this moment of release and that’s all it was a release.
He started pounding away pulling my legs up on his shoulders.
I screamed from the mixture of the pleasure and pain.
He stopped. with a devilish look in his eye. What a tease.
I begged him for more. I was addicted. I knew he was too.
It wasn’t long before I came.
My spasms caused him to cum deep inside me. I moaned with each squirt he put inside me.
We didn’t move a muscle until his limp dick worked its way out of my pussy.
I got up and threw a towel at him while buttoning up my pants.
I grabbed my bra and walked out to go find my shirt.
He followed suit not long after.
We went outside to smoke, and then he walked home.
Not a word was said.

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Walking

I was walking on some of the older trails in behind my family’s home, when I hear some strange noises, strange noises are not on common in the woods behind my home because, well they are full of various animals and such. But this noise was different, I had been walling in these woods since I was very young, and in the forth teen years walking in the woods I had never heard a noise quite like this.
So I follow the noise and it sounds like heavy breathing and moans and groans, so I start to walk very quietly squatting down, trying not to make much noise, hoping that its my very sexy next door neighbor doing something very kinky or naughty with her husband or herself. So I get very close to the noise and I look to see what’s going on.
I could barely believe my eyes, there was my neighbor’s sixteen year old daughter naked sucking some guys cock. When did she get a boyfriend, she was always a very shy girl and could barely talk to any one outside her family. So I am thinking to my self good for her, she finally got over being shy. Then I get to see who she is sucking off (and doing a very good job from what I could see) it was her nineteen year old brother, he must have just got home from college for the summer and it looks like the fun had just begun for these to love bird.
So I stay very quiet and listen,
“Slow down sis, if you suck any harder I am going to cum in your mouth”
“But brother that’s what I want”
“No I won’t cum in your mouth; not yet any way, now stop sucking and bend over”
“Okay bro, but please be gentle it’s my first time”
I watch has my next door neighbor’s son gently slides his large cock inside his sister and he starts to push in and out, making her moan and groan.
“Oh god sis, your pussy feels so good”
“Brother please push your cock in further, I want all of you inside me”
“Okay sis”
Then I watch has he puts his full ten inch’s inside is sister, and he must have done some thing right because she had her very first orgasm, and it was a very loud one, and I thought she was going to pass out.
“Keep fucking me bro, make me cum allover your hard cock”
“Sis you pussy feels great, wet and wrapped around my cock”
“Fuck me bro, fuck your dirty whore of sister”
The brother suggest that she would like being fucked even more if she was on top, so the brother pulls his cock covered in pre cum and pussy juice out of his sister and lies down on a blanket, his sister lies down next to him rubbing her cunt, her brother asks “aren’t you going to get on top”, she replies “not just yet”.
She starts to stroke her brother’s cock slowly, just working the well lubed head of his cock. He groans and moans and mange’s to say “Slow down, sis or I am going to cum all over your hand”, his sister smiles and says “no you won’t brother, you going to cum inside me”. She stops jerking him of and sits on top of him and lets the head of his cock part her pussy lips, sliding her self all the way down over his shaft.
From then on she fucks him and they moan and groan.
“Oh god sis, don’t stop”
“I won’t bro, I’ve want to do this for years, since the very first time I watched you fuck moms sister, Anna. You where on top and she was tit fucking you”
“You watched us sis, very naughty, but it’s nice to know that you inherited those big tits, that ever woman on mom side of the family has”
The brother reaches up licks his sisters tits, she moans and he says “just like Aunt Anna”, with her brother licking and nibbling her nipples, his sister gets closer to orgasm and she starts to fuck faster and faster, and her brother can’t hold on any long “oh god sis, oh god” and he fills her twat full of cum.
His sister has and orgasm that could wake the dead and stands up, her brother’s semi hard cock slides out of her and she stands up. For a good reason, her brother has a smile on his face, she asks “him why”, he says that he didn’t think he had that much cum on him”, “why” she ask and notices that he is looking at her cunt. She looks down and there is cum every ware, all over her ass, her stomach and dripping out of her cunt running down the inside of her thighs, not to mention the that her brother cock was cover in thick layer of cum and pussy juice.
Every day that summer I took a walk in the woods and it took me a little time to build up the courage to ask if I could join in, the said “yes”, and that was the best dam summer I ever had, it was even better when there Aunt Anna came to visit, we did some kinky shit.

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Eye for an Eye (Part 1)

My mouth was dry, head was aching and the room was spinning. To comfort my unforgivable hangover was this white fluffy pillow of which I rested my head upon. I couldn’t remember anything from the night before, at all.

Their Valentine Surprises

Part 1: HIS VALENTINE’S DAY SURPRISE
She had been flying for many hours and awake even longer. The overnight British Airways flight from Tampa to London Gatwick, then a commuter flight to his city. For a matter of four days she had conducted an intense, online relationship with a married British businessman. She was, in fact, his online mistress, arising each morning at 3 a.m. to cyber him (and herself) to orgasm. A mere nudge on her IM screen would bring her running to the computer at any time of day like one of Pavlov’s dogs—and she would always perform to his satisfaction (and hers). She loved her sexual role in his life; even thinking about being his mistress made her warm and wet. Apparently the businessman’s wife didn’t object to his online sex play, but laid down a firm rule against any face-to-face contact. The mistress occasionally kidded him that taking her from behind wasn’t really face-to-face. He’d just laugh and tell her to get back to sucking his cock like a good little slut. And when he talked to her like that, it greatly enhanced her performance—and the result.
The problem she faced the previous day was that Valentine’s Day loomed on the fifth day of their relationship, and she was mystified as to how to handle it. It was too early in the relationship to do—or expect—anything significant, yet no matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn’t come up with the ‘perfect’ non-gift. The idea finally hit her on Feb. 13 and she rushed to arrange and catch her flight to England. Once she was on the plane, though she might fleetingly second-guess her decision, she was determined to go through with it. ‘In for a Euro, in for a Pound,’ was her feeling.
She knew what she was doing was pretty crazy, but she’d had more than her share of crazy sexual adventures and wasn’t too worried about that aspect. But, it has been over a year since she had been with a man, since before she left an abusive marriage. There had been a few very enjoyable flings with women, and a couple of wildly-adventurous, half-drunk orgies, but she knew she craved the taste, the feel, the touch of a hard cock. If things worked out, she was about to break a long dry spell. And try as she might to dismiss it as impossible, she knew, too, that her bold move might either end her brief but very satisfying role as an online mistress—or it might elevate it to a new level. That brought a smile to her face, and she blushed a bright red when a flight attendant passing by stopped to comment: “Looks like you’re having a happy thought.” Oh yes, a very happy thought.
A taxicab took her to his office—without a minute to spare, for it was twenty til noon GMT. She paid the cab driver double to wait for her, and entered the huge reflective doors of the office complex. It took her only a minute to find his office. A quick stop in a ladies’ room reassured her that she had somehow survived the travel looking fairly presentable, and she quickly donned the rest of her costume.
Standing now in the outer office, she looked perfectly calm and collected in her uniform-like black pantsuit, with white dickey and black bow tie in the V of the suit jacket. A short-brimmed black cap hid all her hair and was pulled down low nearly to her eyes. A pair of large sunglasses hid much of her face. She thought she might pass for a messenger, but also knew she might look a little too good. She carried a small attach?ase.
The receptionist looked up from her work.
“Yes, can I help you?”
“I have a special delivery for Bruce.”
“I’ll take it.”
“I must give it to him personally.”
“He’s very busy right now.”
“I won’t be long.”
A spark of recognition gleamed in the receptionist’s eyes and she turned to her phone console and pressed the intercom button.
“Bruce, there’s a special delivery for you,” and lowered her voice to a whisper, “I think your wife sent you a stripper.”
The intruder blushed a bit, but kept her composure and thought, Hmm, close.
The receptionist returned her gaze to the woman and said, “You can go in but he’s very busy and he has to leave in 10 minutes for lunch with his wife.” The warning and the accusatory tone were clear.
She opened the door and entered Bruce’s spacious office and took a moment to take in the details, for he was turned away from the door, typing rapidly on his computer
Without turning around, he said, “Just a moment, let me just finish this trade or my wife won’t be able to afford to pay you.”
She smiled as she realized that the deception was still intact. Finally Bruce turned toward her in his swivel chair, saying, “Okay. Let’s see what you’ve got. I have to leave here in 10 minutes.”
She removed her cap, shook her head once and her long, straight blonde cascaded down her back. Keeping her sunglasses on, she unbuttoned the suit jacket and shed it in a single motion by simply shrugging her shoulders once. One more quick move and the dickey-and-tie disappeared. She stood topless before him. She smiled when she saw him staring at her nipples with puzzlement. She knew they were her best feature, and wondered if he was beginning to catch on. His startled look told her that he more likely was wondering how his wife could know that his online mistress had long straight blonde hair and pencil-eraser nipples.
When she removed the oversized wrap-around sunglasses and finally broke into a huge smile, she saw his jaw literally drop.
“Oh…my…God! Gay!?! How did you…how could…you’re not…”
“BA,” she said, and then added, “frequent-flier miles.”
As he came out from behind his desk to greet her she stopped him with an outstretched hand. He clearly intended to embrace her, maybe even to kiss her. That would be going way too far. She had agreed to his wife’s rule about no face-to-face meeting, and was about to further to violate it. But kissing or hugging would, in her mind at least, be even worse. After all, face-to-cock wasn’t face-to-face, she thought wryly.
“The rules, Bruce. But, I’ve come to collect my Valentine’s Day present and there’s no time to talk.”
“But I didn’t get you anyth…”
“No time to talk Bruce. I’m here for my Valentine’s Day present.”
“Oh, shit, Gay, I didn’t know…”
“Not another word about it. I’m about to collect my present now.”
Gay dropped to her knees in front of him, grabbed eagerly at the impressive package that was barely hidden by his wool suit pants. She took the zipper in her teeth, looked up at him with pleading blue eyes and slowly lowered it. She then reached inside and extracted a long, lovely cock and immediately surrounded it with her hungry mouth, laving its entire surface with rapid movements of her tongue. She repeatedly brushed her hard nipples against his slacks and they brought heat and wetness to her loins.
He touched her head everywhere, with long slow strokes along her blonde hair, gently sliding the backs of his hands along her soft cheeks, fingertips tracing the lines of her neck. She felt petted and reveled in the attention.
Her fist grabbed the hardening member and pulled back the foreskin completely, revealing the full purple glory of his engorged cock. Her long tongue explored every crevice and ridge of his cock and spent time circling the base of the cockhead. A few random flicks of her tongue-tip teased the small opening from which would flow her present.
He reached down as far as he could with grasping fingers and found her nipples even more extended than he had ever imagined them to be. He took each between a thumb and forefinger and teased them—tweaking, pinching lightly, pulling a bit. She knew now that the trip would be doubly pleasurable for if he kept it up, she, too, would come. Her own wetness was already soaking her panties and she was glad for their last-minute addition, for she rarely wore them.
“Keep teasing them, Bruce, they love it,” she said as she reached into his pants to bring into view the rest of the package, paused briefly to admire the balls, then went to work with her tongue, tasting each and teasing the opposite with gentle, nimble fingers. She took each into her mouth completely and sucked gently, releasing each with a wet plopping sound.
Returning her attention to his glistening cock, she licked its length on all sides and took the swollen glans into her mouth to suck it, lick it and scrape her teeth along its sensitive surface. Reaching a free hand inside his pants she massaged his buttocks, then gently probed the entry to his anus with a circular motion.
He continued to play with her nipples as she began to take more and more of him into her mouth and throat with increasingly forceful thrusts of her head. Speeding up and feeling his cock begin to pulse she went into the frenzied face-fucking deep-throat mode that she knew would soon bring his release. As his cockhead continued to bang her throat, she began to tease his O-ring more insistently and managed to mumble muffled words from around his plunging pile-driving cock, “twist them, hard, now,” and thrust a finger into his anus.
He began to shudder and so did she as he began to maul her sensitive nipples. His forceful orgasm coated her throat and the inside of her mouth and she worked her tongue to try to capture every last drop. As his pulsations began to subside, hers continued throughout her body and she tried to maintain her concentration on gobbling down every last drop of her Valentine’s Day present. When he had finally stopped squirting into her, she used her tongue to clean his penis, milked the few last drops from it with her busy hands, then gave a final sucking kiss to the tip of his glans, savoring a final taste.
On wobbly legs she regained her feet, wetness pervading her crotch, her entire body flushed red, her face one giant smile as she said, “Thank you for my present, Bruce. It was exactly what I wanted. Now we must both go. You don’t want to be late.”
She put on the suit jacket, buttoned it across her bare breasts, placed the dickey in her pocket, donned the sunglasses, turned to leave and hesitated, tossing him the black cap like a Frisbee.
“A souvenir,” she said as she strode out of his office, still flushed from her own orgasm, a huge smile still on her face from the thought of his.

Before returning to her waiting taxi, she put on a sheer blouse she had kept carefully folded in her attach?ase.
At a hotel near the airport she quickly checked in for one night to await her morning flight back to Florida. As an afterthought, she asked if there were a pool and maybe someplace to buy a bathing suit. The front desk clerk sent her to the concierge to obtain a pool pass, and the friendly concierge informed her:
“You know we also have a very nice workout facility. And the gift shop also has gym togs if you need them. The people up there are very helpful and very friendly. How long will you be with us?”
“Just tonight, I’m afraid. I flew over for one short meeting today and am returning to the States tomorrow morning.”
“Short visit. Successful, I hope?”
“Oh, yes, successful.” I blushed, then broke into a wide smile as I added. “As a matter of fact: Mission Accomplished.”Part 2: HER VALENTINE’S DAY SURPRISE
Sitting in my hotel room at last, eating a room-service club sandwich and drinking iced tea, I reflected on my impulsive act of earlier in the day. By the time I flew home tomorrow morning I would wind up flying 9,000 miles round-trip to give the man I served as on-line mistress a blow job as his—and my—Valentine’s Day present.
I had violated his wife’s one, clearly-stated rule against face-to-face contact (though I smiled as I reflexively defended it as not face-to-face but face-to-cock). I had discovered that he was, indeed, a very tall (probably 6-6) and quite handsome businessman of some means who had a very suckable cock, and that he was as mesmerized by my nipples as I was myself. I had risked the online relationship by violating the rule and wouldn’t know its future until I got home tomorrow and checked my email inbox. I wouldn’t check now; I wanted to savor the day and the surprise I had successfully pulled off. I loved Bruce’s sense of humor and his gentle manner as much as his impulsively abrupt commands without warning: ‘Suck my cock’ ‘Let’s fuck now’ ‘Take off your clothes and play with yourself’. This may not be the stuff of romantic poetry, but it thrilled me and I would hate to lose it. I wasn’t used to being told what to do, but found that it stirred something inside me in ways that I hadn’t experienced before. I also knew that there might be an upside to my impulsive flight to England, that the violation of the rule might lead to occasional further encounters, and that my distance from him might make them infrequent, but that might also enhance the intensity of them.
Tonight, after a long flight and an anxious morning anticipating my Valentine’s Day surprise for Bruce, I knew that I would sleep well. But this afternoon, I felt restless. I should probably have just bought a bathing suit and gone swimming, but I was intrigued by the concierge’s words: “You know we also have a very nice workout facility. And the gift shop also has gym togs if you need them. The people up there are very helpful and very friendly.” ‘Very friendly’ sounded pretty good to me for, as emotionally satisfying as was the blow job I gave Bruce, it wasn’t entirely satisfying sexually. As a matter of fact, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I’d really like to finally experience the feeling of a man inside me. It had been far too long, and the brief contact with Bruce had really just awakened my desperate need for cock.
So, instead of my usual exercise of swimming laps, I decided to go to the gym. Maybe ‘very friendly’ meant there’d be men there, or even a woman would be okay. Cybersex had been great, but I knew that I needed to satisfy flesh—and for flesh to satisfy me. As I put on the little pair of shorts and the too-tight sports bra that made my always-poky nipples very visible, I wondered if there’d be some young hunk in the gym, a muscular Adonis who would want to ravish me. Not usually my type–I usually go for the buttoned-down look–but it seemed to match my sex-starved mood. As I put my hair in a ponytail and looked in the mirror to check out my ‘look’ I was quite pleased with the fuck-me appearance I presented. It certainly matched my mood.
When I walked into the gym facility, I felt as though I were entering a maze. The bright lights emphasized the pristine whiteness of all the mysterious equipment and I felt bewildered as I looked around the room. There were two women talking to one another on adjacent Stairmasters. Somewhere in the back a loud noise told me that someone with some expertise was working out on a machine. I headed that way, hoping that it might be the ‘very friendly’ attendant. You were punishing some sort of machine with powerful thrusts from your arms that made your pecs and abs—hell, your entire body–flare into definition. You made it seem almost effortless; instead of sweat dripping from you, there was just a fine sheen that emphasized your body’s perfection. You were sooooo not my type, well, except for right this minute. I wanted to turn you into a salt lick and was pretty sure my tongue was hanging out of my mouth when you stopped pumping and asked, “Can I help you?”
“Well, um, er, I guess you could if you’re the friendly attendant,” you hear me stammer. At that, you sat up and for the first time I saw your lovely face and tousled brown curls. Then, in a move so fast I didn’t see it happen, you were standing in front of me, taller, nearly towering over me, maybe 6-2.
My goodness, you are an Adonis, I thought. You were staring holes at my little sports bra and my nipples were trying their best to create those holes for you; as always, they were betraying my innermost and most lurid thoughts.
“Well, hehe, I don’t actually work here, but I’m pretty friendly and I’d be happy to try to help you. My name’s Dan. What do you want to do?” Your youthful face makes me wonder if you’re even out of your teens, but you are beautiful and I want to tell you that I want you to fuck me.
I held out my right hand and you took it gently in yours as you say, “Hi, Adonis, my name’s Gay.” You chuckled, and I blushed, at my Freudian slip, but you heard me try to recover. “I don’t know much about gyms, Dan, but I’d like to get a workout.” Your eyes opened wide and I knew I might as well have asked you to bend me over the nearest piece of mystery equipment and slip it to me. “Er, you know, get the blood flowing.” Oh…my…God! I must have sounded like a complete slut. He must think I’m some desperate old broad who’s craving…. Er, well, I guess I am.
“I don’t think getting the blood flowing is a problem, actually, hehe,” Dan said, smiling, maybe blushing a little. My eyes went straight to his crotch—I mentally slapped my forehead for doing yet another obvious thing—and, sure enough, he had quite a tent in the front of his little gym shorts. Oh yeah, I told myself. This is going to happen. I bent over the strange-looking machine in front of me, grabbed something that looked like the head-rest on top of an automobile’s front seat and asked, “What goes here?”
He leaned into me and his raging hard-on pressed into my butt crack. I wiggled my ass gently and rubbed his manhood, taunting and teasing, thinking only one thing: fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. His voice cracked a bit as he said, “Well, nor-, uh, normally your head.”
I bent over until my head was well below my butt, put a hand on the headrest and said, “Let’s get some exercise, Dan.”
As he began to slip my little gym shorts down over my ass, he cautioned, “I may not last very long. I’m pretty excited. But I’ll be able to get hard again in a minute or two.”
“Oh yes, you will, Dan. You can count on that.” I stepped out of my shorts, now clad only in sneakers and a sports bra, and felt his big cockhead poised at the entrance to my achingly-hungry, hot, wet pussy. I spread my stance wide, and pushed back against him, thrilling at the feeling of his manhood beginning to enter me. He thrust forward, tentatively at first, then fully impaling me with his rock-hard sword. The feeling of finally being filled again brought a tear to my eye. It had been too long, way too long.
Soon he was pounding into me with urgency and as his pace quickened I realized that he would soon be squirting his precious juices into me. I reached down between my legs and felt his full balls, teasing them a bit. My pussy was involuntarily sucking him off each time he entered me. I began to touch myself and immediately felt my own orgasm begin to rumble from deep within me. My beginning spasms brought a gasp from him, and he unleashed a remarkable series of spurts into me—at least a dozen—before slowing a bit, still sliding in and out of me as he wound down and I continued my internal earthquake. At last he pulled out of me and my shaking body sought balance from the headrest against which I still clung.
Recovering slightly, I turned to him and saw him glistening with sweat, muscles toned, a shy, self-satisfied smile on his face. I smiled at him and ran my hands down his muscular torso, then dropped to my knees before his semi-erect cock. As his massive load of cum ran out of me and down my thighs, I focused on our mixed juices covering his manhood. Still struggling to regain normal breathing, I licked his cockhead, savoring the salty-sweet mixture that is unique to every coupling but rarely unsatisfying. I tasted every inch of his long member, top, bottom and sides and concluded by licking my lips. My mouth absolutely craves strategic body parts, loves to feel them respond to me, loves the changing flavors as they perform their instinctual operations.
My hand grasped his cock and stroked it gently. It was clearly ready for more action, but I can’t help myself. My mouth went for his balls and I gently teabagged him, taking each nugget into my mouth, sucking gently, and laving it with my tongue. His cock was throbbing as much as my erect nipples and swollen clit; I grabbed the upright flagpole in one hand, regained my feet and pulled it down to try to straddle it, but he was just a bit too tall. He cupped my asscheeks and, almost effortlessly, lifted me, and I guided him to reentry into my waiting pussy.
I found myself impaled again, backed against a wall, leaning against it, and suspended by his strong hands on my bottom and his magnificent member deep, deep inside me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and I steadied myself by placing a hand around his neck. My other hand grabbed my sports bra and pulled it up until it was a necklace. His eyes widened when he saw my long, pink nipples, which were throbbing again with excitement and seeming to scream for attention. He immediate latched onto one and sucked hungrily, and began to slide in and out of me. I grabbed the other nipple with my free hand and begin to abuse it, tugging, twisting, pulling, and he got the idea. Tentatively at first, he his used his teeth on the other, biting gently. Still plunging into me with regularity, he then began to bite harder. I gasped at the pain-pleasure combination and pulled his head to the other nipple.
Consumed by the lust that surrounded me and continued to thrust deep inside me, again and again, my head lolled from side to side; my eyes lost and regained focus. When our two pairs of blue eyes met, I managed a big smile and my free hand reached down to cup his heavy ball sack, fondling the nuggets and spurring him to deeper penetration and a faster rhythm.
“I think I’m about to cum again, Gay,” Dan grunted through clenched teeth. Oh yes, you certainly are, young man, and so am I, so am I.
“Come for me, Dan, and I’ll cum all over your cock, drenching it.” In fact my self-lubricating system was already doing that. His final forceful thrust began a series—perhaps another dozen—of ejaculations by this remarkably-virile young man, and set off fireworks inside me that had me clutching anything I can hold as my body completely lost control and shuddered violently in spasm after spasm that left me as limp as a dishrag. As Dan gently set me back down on my feet, my wobbly knees couldn’t hold me up. The sweet young man held me as I regained my land-legs. Our fluids dripped down my thighs. My breath was short, but recovering. My joy was immeasurable. I stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.
“You know, Gay, I think I’m a little smitten,” he says as he strokes my hair and cheeks, softly, almost lovingly, and wipes away the little tears of joy that form at the corners of my eyes. “I could definitely get used to this.”
“You know what they say, Dan. You never outgrow your need for MILF.” And I staggered off to the shower room to clean my cum-soaked loins and to try to regain some degree of composure.
Under the scalding shower, I shuddered again at the ecstasy just given me by this wonderful young hunk—and I can’t help myself. I touched my nipples lightly and, as always, they sprang to attention again and sent jolts of electricity directly to my well-fucked pussy. One hand continued to tease, pull and twist my tender nipples while the other dove between my legs to touch my still-sensitive, coral-pink sex. I thrust two fingers inside myself and felt the recently-invaded space clamping down on them, accepting them hungrily. Two fingers pumped relentlessly and my thumb began to taunt my still-engorged clit, which again began to emerge from its hood. I couldn’t stop. The thought of the muscular young man had me creaming all over my hand and dripping down my legs again. I couldn’t get his cock out of my mind as I fucked myself toward what would be a third wonderful orgasm in a memorable workout at the gym.
I heard voices outside the shower room and knew there were women approaching. But, I couldn’t stop. I finger-fucked myself relentlessly and teased the button that awaited one final push. My eyes were closed against the rushing water from the shower, but when I heard the voices suddenly stop, I knew they must have been shocked when they saw this wanton slut fucking herself like a bitch in heat. I clamped my thumb down directly onto my swollen bud and bit the inside of my cheek to keep from screaming in ecstasy as I experienced yet another wave of wonderful spasms. They went on–and so did I with my fingers. At last I removed my hand, brought it to my lips, and sucked my juices from it. When I stepped aside and opened my eyes, I was staring at the two women.
They turned to leave, one with a dismissive exaggerated roll of eyes, the other with a wink, a smile and a comment over her shoulder, “Way to go girl!”
I blushed, then smiled, and managed to reply, “You should have seen the first two.”
From far down the hall I hear, “Oh, we did, we did.”
I was at first embarrassed at the thought that they had watched me sluttily seduce Dan into fucking me twice in the gym then fuck myself silly in the shower like an insatiable whore. But, I quickly realized that the warmth I felt wasn’t from embarrassment. In fact, I was utterly thrilled that my wanton behavior had an audience. As I thought to myself, ‘God, you are such a fucking slut,’ I felt myself grinning broadly.
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I slept through much of the long flight home to Florida the next day and thought very little about the events of the previous day—or their consequences. Only when I was finally back in my little beach place did I check my email and find one from Bruce: “Sorry we couldn’t spend more time together. I hope Dan proved to be an adequate Valentine’s Day present. Bruce”
I sighed contentedly, giggled a bit at his cleverness at finding me yesterday, and immediately replied: “Louie, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”
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Aunt had no idea

My step-aunt was a very sexy woman that I lusted after constantly. I lost my virginity at a very young age and it jump started my hormones. But without any “adult” wisdom or experience to temper those hormones. this lead me into some risky, memorable actions.

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Ex-wife
By Blueheatt
…. We still had strong feelings for each other and had tried our best not to let them interfere with our present lives.
….. If we found ourselves alone, our arms went around us and our hands went anywhere they wanted to. It happened over and over again. I still loved to feel her body and her beautiful tits. She loved to feel my dick, squeeze it and feel it get hard for her.
….We still had sex as usual, even on a friendly basis. Our sex life just seemed to get better and better each time. Now it was more exciting, like sneaking it. Family eyebrows would be raised if they knew about us continuing to have our wonderful sex.
…What she had to tell me just made us all the hornier for each other. She met a guy named Barry she liked. He liked her, but they discussed that he needed to get married to make his wealthy mother happy, thus not cutting him out of a lot of money. He had a girl friend named Becky he was happy with, but not acceptable to his mother.
My ex ( Angie) explained how her and I still continued our sex life, even after parting. They arrived at a plan to keep what he had, and get him married to Angie. The money his mother supplied, and held for him when she passed on would be safe. They first had to discuss with myself and Becky, the set up. I said to go for it. Becky did to.
…Now things got fun at their big house. Becky now became my girlfriend and we would go and visit them as all friends…until we all got behind closed doors alone. The neighbors all thought nothing of it. Just two couples visiting and doing the usual BBQ’s or whatever. His mother would stop by once and a while and see all this normal couple doings and was happy.
…The minute she left, we headed for their bedrooms. A flurry of clothes being taken off and passionate kissing, moaning and hot fucking began. We could all hear the other ones moaning chase each other around the house giggling naked, was very sexually entertaining. We gave them a show also. Fucking and moaning in the hallway, or on the kitchen table, eating my ex in the middle of the living room rug was an awesome stimulant. It got better.
….Becky was a good looking sexy woman. She decided to do a strip for all of us. She was good at it. She gave Barry and I both, not only a hot show, but lap dances. Angie caught on quick and did the sexiest dance I didn’t even know she could do. As time went wonderfully by Becky and I began to get the desires for each other.
I would pick her up at her place and take her home after our visit to Barry and Angie‘s.
…On the way home one night we stopped to talk in front of her place. We figured we were the key to them getting a monthly supply of his mom’s money. What were getting? Sex with them was it. We decided to present them with a hint about sharing the big bucks.
…Our next visit we all sat at the kitchen table and talked about it. They both smiled and said we decided to share the big bucks with you guys. They were way ahead of us. He produced two envelopes and handed them to us. He said it had to be in cash, so no paper trail back to his mom.
…Our eyes about popped our of our heads. It was a huge amount. We had no idea just how wealthy mama was. This would the be the amount for each month.
…On the way home we squealed like little kids as we were very happy. She said to come up to her place to celebrate a little. When we got inside, we sat down on her couch to talk with a big bottle of wine. After killing about half the bottle, I was to learn the background on ’Becky’.
… She whispered to me: (“..I’ve got something to tell you.”) Oh my, again. Here came the tense anticipation. (“..do you remember us discussing weather your ex and Berry ever got it on?”) I said yes, we said it was strictly a money marriage and they weren’t interested in any sex between them at all. (“…well…things have changed. They are getting it on now, he told me. I don’t really care now with the money being shared. Your ex is really cool and I like her.
Now…there is only one thing left, to complete this picture.”)
…We had both began been getting sexually turned on by each other for a while now. We had kept our feeling to ourselves…but we couldn’t hide it in our eyes. We had passed each other in their house and just stopped and smiled at each other with out saying a word. A long smile with a look that only a man and woman who want each other understand. She was a hot looking woman with sexy clothes, and a build to fill the out with.
I remembered watching her strip for us that time and how beautiful her tits were. She saw me look her over and knew she was turning me on. Now we sat side by side and we both could feel the draw to each other. Who would make the first move to get something more going on between us.
…We both did.
…As she turned to lay across my lap I had reached up to turn her shoulders to lay her across my lap. She whispered just as I did: (“..were wasting time.”) in unison. She pulled me down just as I rolled us over to lay side by side. We released our long awaited wants and let our lips and hands to the talking. She whispered: (“..get on top of me and hold me down. My older brother use to do that and I loved it. She got all excited when I did that. She moaned and struggled. (“..now take my clothes off.”)
….I found out later that indeed her brother did do that to her and fucked her to her delight. She explained that Berry was very limited in bed. She had longed for many things that excited her in bed. Berry just wasn’t into it, but he was good to her and no problem with money. Now she saw a chance to fulfill the needs she had that really turned her on.
…Number one was to re-enact her brother Danny, fucking her, with her consent. As young teens they would play a game…of getting Becky and fucking her as she giggled and struggled. They both got excited by it and still played it when ever he was in town.
…I loved fulfilling her lusty re-enactment and proceeded to take her clothes off. She really got hot and panted with her eyes closed. She giggled and said: “..no! you can’t fuck me… let me up. I’ll tell mom.” ….as she acted out memories of being taken by her brother in their hot little sex game. By the time I got her naked she was panting and already fingering her pussy with her eyes closed. “…no Danny, don’t put your finger in me, you know I can’t take it…Danny…don’t rub me there…It makes me want to cum so bad. .Danny…don’t make me cum so hard, it makes me crazy Danny!”
…My name also just so happen to be…
’Danny’.
…I got naked with her, while holding her arms down as she struggled and squirmed. “Danny… please don’t put your cock in me, It just feels ‘to’ good and makes me all hot and crazy. Oh Danny…you feel so good inside of me…do you want me to move my hips more this time?” she moaned.
…I was really enjoying this and It was a real turn on for me. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled on me to fuck her deeper with each stroke. She became that little teen girl again and had now given in to being fucked. She was one wild woman and began to make ’oh’ sounds continuously. They got louder as we fucked faster, deeper and harder.
My cock felt like it was in a vice as she fucked out of control. I had hooked up with the most exciting woman I had ever fucked before.
…”Danny…Danny yes…yes ooh yes!” she went on moaning…she seemed to know when I was ready to cum and clamped down even harder on my cock. I let go with shot that even I didn’t believe could feel so good. She went a little crazy moaning as she stiffened up and moaned a big one as she shook. “Oh god Danny…oh god…oh god”, as she squirmed with an indescribable sexual high that even she couldn’t explain….
…It was about a week before Becky and I could get together again. She wanted to continue her fantasy about brother and her having sex. It was great for us both.
…One night she ask me if I had a fantasy I had always had. I whispered it to her. She smiled big and said she had heard all about it from Barry. She said she was friends with the girl and she would try and set me up with her. I warned her not to let Angie know, because It would make her go crazy.
Becky said she would be very careful as we didn’t want anything to interrupt our new flow of money. The girl was….
Angie’s daughter from her first marriage, Sara.
… Angie and Sara never got along. When Sara was little she would act sexy around me just to piss her mom off. Angie warned her and me not to ever mess around. Sara just increased her sex ploy to piss off her mom.
….The ploy backfired on Sara. She really became sexually attracted to me at that young age. It continued stronger thru the years. I got really hot for her with all the sexy stuff she did to get my attention, but I never made a move on her. Now that Angie I and were divorced, and Sara and I both hadn’t hooked up, we were just waiting for the right chance. Sara now was not a skinny little girl, but a hot young woman. It was time for us to get together and make both our fantasy’s come true. Becky loved being our secret hook up link, and arranged for us to meet at her house.
….Becky had a hidden reason of her own to do this. Becky had always wanted a 3some with girl and a guy. It seems that she had a girlfriend when she was young and her and the girlfriend got with her brother one night and had a 3some. She never forgot it and here was the perfect opportunity to join with us for a 3some again. She would first let Sara and I have the sex we had wanted for a long time and then suggest the threesome later on.
….We all agreed, that hot and wonderful night. Sara and I started it off in Becky’s big bed. We undressed each other and let the urges flow. I finally got feel, and suck on those past little tits as they were now big. We made up for our past urges to fuck, lick, eat, and suck each other. Sara was red hot with desire for me, as I was for her. We fucked everyway possible and wanted more.
Sara‘s mind raced…..
If….my mom….(pant)… could only see us now….I use to listen to Danny and her fuck. I knew by her moans he was good in bed. I grew to want him so bad, my pussy got sore from fingering myself. She use to watch us like a hawk so she could keep him all to herself….well…my day has come…..
….Sara said: “I wish I could fuck you all night Danny.”
She got her wish…..
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Heidi, My friends Mom

the following is a true story. I was 18, and a senior in high school. my name is Will. (not real name) I was excited that it was my last year in high school, and so was my buddy Tyler. We’ve been friends since 5th grade. He moved next door, and we instantly became friends. it was just his mom and him. His dad died when we went to war in Iraq. our moms would talk all the time while we played outside, mostly playing soccer. by the time we got to being freshman in high school, i started to notice that his mom was really attractive. she had beautiful, long dark brown hair, and a somewhat hour glass body type. Her ass was perfect, and she was also carrying some double D’s. i went to Tyler’s house all the time. he was somewhat rich, so the house was pretty big. they had a pool, and a sauna. living next door to them was great. my bedroom window was right across from his mom’s. she had curtains mostly shut but sometimes i could peer across the yard and see her. i never saw her naked but i did happen to catch her in some underwear. tyler was in the school band, so every summer he had band camp for two weeks. this year was his last, and i used it to my advantage this time around.
i was trying to think of a plan to get over and hang out with his mom. i finally thought of something somewhat good, and went to try it out. it was the day after he left for camp, and i went over to his house, and rang the door bell. Heidi answered the door and said
Heidi: Hey Will, Tyler is at band camp remember?
Me: Yeah i know, but he asked me to help you out by doing his chores while he was gone if that’s ok.
Heidi: Oh! Of course that’s ok! i’ll need all the help i can get.
Me: Awesome where should I start?
(she walked me over to the laundry room.)
Heidi: Ok Will, Tyler usually does the laundry if you’re ok with doing that for me. after you finish that just come find me and i will have more stuff for you to do.
Me: yeah that sounds great to me.
Heidi: OK, thanks SOOOO much! you’re such a nice young man. i still have to take a shower so i will go do that right now.
(she left and i started sorting the blacks and whites.)
i eventually got to some of her underwear, and i couldn’t help but check em out. there were a lot of small colorful ones and then some black and white lacy pairs, but then i got to some sexy thongs. i was in awe.
after i put a load in the washer, i decided to go look around. i went down a hall where Heidi’s bedroom was. the door was slightly cracked. i peeked in, and saw some clothes on the bed. the shower was running and she was in it. i knew if i waited i could possibly see her naked, so i just stood there and waited. 10 minutes later, the shower turned off. another minute and the door opened, and out came Heidi in a white towel. Her hair was still wet. she walked over by her clothes that were laying on the bed, and then came the time to lose the towel. she slowly undid it, with the back of her facing me. she dropped the towel, and her ass was all i looked at. it looked firm, and so beautiful. i kept wanting to leap in and hump the shit out of it, but held back. she suddenly turned around showing off her gorgeous breasts and shaved pussy. i started freaking out in a horny way, and my dick started growing just from looking upon her body. i didn’t notice that i was making so much noise though, bumping the door and all. she covered herself back up slightly with the towel though it barely covered her boobs. she yelled “Is that you Will?”…. i decided to go into the room, and said “Yeah it’s me.” she started to freak out a little bit asking me “What are you doing?!” i replied with “I couldn’t resist looking at you. you are so damn perfect Mrs. Bradley!” she started to blush a little. she was caught off guard a little bit, so i went and lunged at her, landing my mouth on hers. I kissed her romantically, and she didn’t pull away. my hands were on her hips and i moved them to her ass as i pulled away. she was speechless. i spoke, “I’ve wanted to do that for a very long time.” she finally responded, “Will, i’m your best friends mother.” “I know, and i dont want to hurt Tyler. that’s the reason why i’m doing this now!” i said with confidence. she replied “Look, I’m not going to lie. that was the best kiss i’ve had in a very long time, but i’m not sure about this.” i answered with a cheesy return, “well let me make up your mind.” we started to kiss, and our tongues joined the party as well. i was feeling her ass with both of my hands, meanwhile my dick was harder than a fucking diamond. we laid down on the bed, and i threw the towel off. i gazed upon her breasts, and started licking her nipples frantically. she started moaning, which told me that it’s been a while since she’s gotten some. I sucked away gently and hard at the same time, while my hand slid down towards her pussy. she let out a shrieking moan when i shoved my fingers in. after another minute of that i dropped down and started eating her out. she was going nuts and kept pushing my head down into her shaved pussy, shouting “OH MY GOD! OH FUCK!”……which led to “I’m CUMMING!!”
after she was done having her orgasm, i quickly took my clothes off and she immediately grabbed my 6 inch cock. she started off with licking the tip and i couldn’t help but moan myself. i wasn’t huge into the blow job thing, so i came quickly, and she swallowed it all. i laid her down on her back, and my dick was hard again. she said “I can’t believe what’s happening.” “i know what you mean.” i replied. she inhaled and exhaled and said “you’re going to be my first real cock since last year.” i just said “I’ll be the best cock you’ll ever have though.” I immediately shoved my cock into her tight hole. sliding in and out as she moaned constantly. it only took 1 minute before i blew my load inside her. we switched positions, and i was so horny my dick was already hard again. she got on top and started riding me. i lasted a little bit longer this time and managed to make her come a little bit. two loads down for me, and i still got back up and fucked her doggy style. after that i told her that we should take a shower, and so we did. we fucked in the shower, and then ended on the bed again. I ended up staying there all week since my mom was out of town anyways for business. we fucked everyday until Tyler got back home. after we graduated Heidi gave me a present. we fucked at Tyler’s open house party. once i went to college, we didn’t have sex anymore, since she met some guy, and i started tapping the sluts at my school. she was my only milf, and the only woman i’ve ever wanted.

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