Hi guys, this is the last part and I highly doubt I will write another “sequel” to it. I have some other stuff coming out soon, stay tuned! PS- I put the story in spell check, and It fucked up how I wrote it from a English/Aussie viewpoint.
Shopgirl Emily joins a sex club
KRISTINA IS PLUGGED BY THE TIRE REPAIRMAN
By rutger5 ( An original story 2011)
“No I’m sorry senora just like the sign says we only accept cash” Miguel Luis Estrada told the attractive, well dressed woman as he pointed to the sign prominently hanging at the front of his business which stated in bold lettering CASH ONLY – NO CREDIT.
“I assure you sir that you will be paid in full” Kristina Thorson replied “and that if you don’t accept credit cards then just repair my tire and I’ll return tomorrow at the latest with the money. My husband is very well known in this city’s business community and you have nothing to lose.”
Miguel shrugged his shoulders helplessly before again pointing to the sign.
“I can’t help you senora. Maybe your husband can get someone he knows to come and pay me and then I will fix your tire. My hands are tied, that is the rule here and I can’t go against it every time a beautiful woman asks, though I wish I could help.”
Though she was becoming frustrated with the man’s intransigence Kristina couldn’t help but to smile shyly when he called her beautiful. How long had it been since she’d been called that by a man she wondered to herself? Sure the ladies from the spa she’d just left had oohed and aahed over her appearance but they were women who also made their living catering to spoiled wives like her. This man must be sincere however as under the circumstances what could he possibly gain with a lie she reasoned. Almost unconsciously Kristina ran a slim, delicate hand through her flame colored locks.
“Maybe you can get money from an ATM senora” Miguel suggested to her as his dark eyes drank in her fair beauty.
Kristina now regretted taking this route home from the day spa. If she had driven the more conventional way out of the city to the suburbs this wouldn’t be happening. In trying to save time she had cut thru this gritty section of the city that had formerly been home to factories and the like. The manufacturing jobs were long gone and now there were just some machine shops and auto repair facilities and a few other businesses barely hanging on. She couldn’t imagine there was an ATM closer than the convenience store she had passed a little more than a mile back.
Looking up at the threatening gray sky and down at her four inch Steve Madden heels Kristina knew she wasn’t about to try and walk that especially in this rough section of town. She wished she hadn’t been so generous with the small amount of cash she’d been carrying as a tip to the girl who had given her the seaweed wrap but she had been so sweet and besides she had her cards with her. Most of the time Kristina carried very little money as Carl, her husband, preferred her to use the charge cards as in that way he could track how she spent money as part of his controlling personality. Well time to bite the bullet and deal with the unpleasantness she thought. Removing her cell from her Coach bag she hit the buttons rapidly.
“Yes this is Mrs. Thorson, would you please put Mr. Thorson on the line” she asked in a quiet voice when the phone was answered. She paced in front of the shop as she waited and in a minute his cold voice came over the phone.
“Yes Kristina what is it now?” he said in a clearly annoyed tone at being disturbed by his wife.
“I’m sorry Carl, I know you don’t like being called at work but I have a problem with the car.”
“You didn’t get in another accident did you? Because if you did I swear you’ll regret it.”
“No I wasn’t in an accident and you know that the accident wasn’t my fault but the other driver’s.”
“Yeah but if you were a better driver maybe you could have avoided it. Well I’m waiting.”
“I just have a flat tire and I’m at a tire repair shop but they only accept cash and I don’t have enough with me.”
“What do you expect from me Kristina, for me to fly there? I’m busy right now. Check the glove compartment for the roadside assistance number for God’s sake and leave me alone.”
With that the phone went dead as Kristina fought the urge to cry. She realized that she had forgotten about the service but Carl could be so cruel to her and she wondered for not the first time how much longer she could take things as they were.
After hanging up on his wife Carl looked down at his secretary Angie who was kneeling between his legs and still had one hand wrapped around his erection. He pushed her head back towards where he wanted it.
“I don’t remember telling you to stop what you were doing, now get back to work” he said leaning back in his high backed leather chair. He moaned with pleasure as she resumed the task at hand.
While Kristina paced and talked on the phone Miguel stared at her lustfully. This gringa was not only beautiful but also very sexy. With her heels on she was taller than he was and her burnished red hair inflamed his desire especially in conjunction with her snow white complexion. He licked his lips hungrily as his eyes traveled the length of her, starting at her shapely legs and moving upwards. His eyes paused as he took in her lush hips and round derriere before climbing higher. Her expensive blouse did nothing to conceal the swell of her firm bosom. It was neither large nor small but somewhere in the middle but the most impressive detail was how high on her chest it still was with no sign of sagging even though Kristina was now in her thirties.
He saw her put the phone away before she wiped her hand below her eyes after which she headed towards her Lexus. Miguel hoped he hadn’t overplayed his hand as she opened the front passenger door and leaned inside with her ample posterior protruding out the door. He limped toward the car and stood behind her all the while staring at her shapely backside. Kristina meanwhile searched through the glove compartment but she was unable to locate the folder that contained the car papers including the roadside assistance card as well as the vehicle registration.
In a panic she slammed the glove compartment shut and backed out of the car. Hypnotized by her curves Miguel was slow to react and her butt collided with him before he could move out of her way. Kristina felt his hard body and even harder bulge when their bodies met and she almost fell as she tried to pull away. Miguel’s muscular, brown arm steadied her while also bringing their pelvises back in contact again.
“Be careful senora, you might get hurt” he growled as he rubbed his jean covered hardness against her ass.
She managed to escape his clutches at which time she turned and faced him. He continued to ogle her while also unapologetically rubbing his groin with his hand. Almost against her will Kristina’s gaze was drawn there where she could clearly see the outline of his erection that he fondled. With an effort she tore her eyes away and looked up.
“Well senora what is it going to be, do you want me to fix your tire for you?”
“I want you to….Miguel” she said reading the name on his blue work shirt “but I still don’t have the money. Can’t you please be a gentleman and fix it for me and I’ll pay you tomorrow, I promise.”
Saying this her blue eyes met his black ones and her hand lightly touched his arm as she attempted to appeal to his honor while also utilizing her feminine charms. However by this time his lust overruled any chivalrous intention he may have had and the touch of her hand on his skin only reinforced this decision.
“I will help you senora but only if you help me as well.”
After saying that he took her hand and brought it down to his groin where he held it against him. Kristina felt the heat radiate through his pants and for a moment she caressed his cock which became even harder. Suddenly realizing what she was doing she pulled her hand away in horror.
“I can’t do that Miguel, please don’t ask me. I’m a married woman.”
“I’m married too senora but so what. Your beauty has overwhelmed my reason and I must have you. Besides where is your husband? What kind of man allows his woman to be in such a situation as you are in?”
Kristina’s mind was in a whirl and she couldn’t think straight. What Miguel was proposing was wrong and yet he was right about her husband. And the feel of his hardness she couldn’t forget, both as her hand felt it and when it pressed against her body. He took her by the hand and led her into the inside of the shop where he pushed her against the wall before roughly kissing her.
At first she tried to push him away but her strength was no match for his and before she realized it her arms were twined around his neck as her lips parted eagerly. He pushed his pelvis up to hers and started to grind against her causing Kristina to shudder. It had been too long since a man touched her with such desire, desire for her as a woman beyond the need inside him.
Miguel was surprised when her tongue slipped in his mouth and explored but he sucked hard on it as his hand seized her breast hard making her whimper. His thick fingers pulled at her blouse trying to gain access to her bosom and as he did a button went flying. That seemed to sober up Kristina as she pulled her mouth away from his.
“No Miguel we can’t, I can’t do this. It isn’t right what we’re doing.”
For an answer he broke the cinch they were in and limped away toward the door. Her relief turned to alarm when Miguel took a BE RIGHT BACK sign and hung it on the door before locking it. He again approached her and took her arm before leading her deeper into the confines of the dirty, dark shop. Though Kristina shook her head no she didn’t resist him at all. By the back wall there was a narrow cot with a thin, stained blanket on top. He pushed her down so that she was sitting on it as he stood in front of her. Next his hand fumbled with some switches on the wall. One turned on a fluorescent bulb above which bathed them in its cold, white glow. The other switch he threw seemed to have no immediate effect. Taking her hand he brought it to his belt.
“Undo my belt and pants” he practically growled at her.
With trembling fingers she unfastened his large rhinestone buckle and the button on his jeans before sliding down the zipper. Impatient and eager for more Miguel pushed down his pants freeing his rampant maleness. Kristina gasped as it sprang upwards finally free of its confinement. It was of a brown, tannish color while surrounded by a nest of thick, black, wiry hair but it was its girth that startled her.
It wasn’t much longer than Carl’s, if at all, but she had never seen one with the thickness it possessed. Tentatively her hand touched it as she observed the head was red and swollen and leaking a steady stream of pre-cum. There were criss crossed veins running its length and it felt burning to her touch and as hard as steel even though the skin was surprisingly soft.
“Suck it senora” he almost begged her and he cried out with joy when Kristina opened her mouth as wide as she could and swallowed the head. She tasted the saltiness of his fluid on her tongue while the musky odor of his groin filled her nostrils. Her lips stretched to accommodate his member as he thrust deeper into her willing mouth. Her tongue licked and swirled the underside of his head and shaft at their most sensitive spots fueling the flame of his lust even brighter. One of Miguel’s hands grabbed her fiery hair and clenched it tightly at which point he began to use it to pull her head forward.
His head pushed back to her throat entrance but Kristina thought he was too thick to swallow and attempted to pull back. Reluctantly Miguel allowed her to pull her mouth from him but Kristina immediately gripped the wide shaft at its base as she began to trace the length of it with her agile tongue. She worked her way to the top where she circled the head like an ice cream cone before going back down.
When Kristina reached the bottom she managed to take a large, hairy ball into her mouth while stroking him with her hand. As she sucked on it Kristina tilted her head up so she could watch his reaction. Miguel was greatly enjoying the attention she was delivering to him as his wife Juana would never do such things even though he had tried to convince her. She was a deeply religious woman who believed sex was for procreation and only regular sex in the missionary position was acceptable to her. As the mother of his children she was to be honored but sometimes a man wanted more.
Kristina was certainly delivering more as she then resumed sliding her lips back and forth over the length of his thickness, again taking him to the depths of her mouth. He began to meet her mouth with mini thrusts almost causing her to gag but she persevered. Suddenly he withdrew from her and placed her right hand on his hardness before turning his back to her. Miguel reached back and spread his hairy ass cheeks with one hand.
“Come on gringa, I want you to lick my ass” he told her.
His musky scent was even more overpowering there as the pink tip of her tongue extended and started to lap away at his tangy orifice. His hand pushed her face closer to him as Kristina’s hand continued to slide his full length.
“That’s it puta, lick my asshole good” he groaned out loud.
She knew what he had called her but at this moment she didn’t care. She hadn’t given a rim job since her college days as Carl had no interest in receiving one. Though he did prefer blowjobs to intercourse he was too repressed to want that area stimulated. Kristina had always been very oral and the fact that she had stayed a virgin longer than most of her friends had helped her to become very adept at performing oral sex as that was the way she had satisfied her beaus when younger. Add to that she became turned on while performing oral and at that moment her panties were beyond damp.
Her tongue licked and probed Miguel until with a sigh he pulled her head back and also removed her hand from his erection. He shuffled a few steps over where he removed an absorbent pad used for catching vehicle fluids from a shelf and placed it on the floor next to the cot.
“Kneel there” he simply said and as soon as Kristina complied he sat on the cot in front of her and gestured to his feet.
“Take off my boots” Miguel ordered her.
She unlaced and removed one boot and then the other and while she did Miguel pushed his pants to his knees where Kristina took over sliding them to his feet where she could remove them. When she looked up Kristina couldn’t help but gasp when she saw his legs. Miguel’s right leg was normal but his left one was scarred hideously and twisted somewhat to the side while also appearing somewhat withered.
“Oh my goodness Miguel, what happened to your leg?”
He shrugged before answering as it wasn’t a favorite topic of conversation with him.
“When I was young I was underneath a car I was working on when the jack collapsed making the car fall on me and that leg took most of the blow. So now it doesn’t work so good and I have a limp” he replied stoically. “But don’t worry about that, just worry about sucking my cock.”
Kristina felt pity for his injury but his hard on was waiting so she again began to suck on it pleasuring Miguel with her lips and tongue. As she did he moved his right foot between her legs and began to rub it back and forth against her mound. That forced a moan of pleasure from her though it was muffled by her full mouth. He leaned forward and his dirty hands again began working at her blouse buttons. Once he had enough room a hand slid inside and cupped her firm breast encased in her Agent Provocateur brassiere.
Kristina finished unbuttoning her blouse and when she finished she slid it off her white shoulders before unclasping and removing her bra which was already soiled with oil and grease from Miguel’s strong hands. She then resumed sucking him deep and as his foot rubbed her pussy arousing Kristina further she pushed past her limits as well. Breathing through her nose she managed to work his swollen head into her throat and as soon as she did Miguel thrust forward until his wiry patch of pubic hair rubbed against her nose, tickling it.
Kristina kept him buried for a minute until she had to pull up as her breathing was becoming difficult with his thick slab filling her throat. She gasped as she spit up some saliva but she gamely went back to work teasing Miguel by running her tongue on his head like it was a popsicle. His strong hands in turn firmly pinched her erect nipples and fondled the firm flesh of her shapely breasts causing her to moan in response.
She was now grinding her mound against his foot and ankle until he took her by the shoulders and pulled her up so that she was standing while he remained seated. Miguel’s brown hands ran down her body stopping only long enough to unzip her skirt and push it and her soaked panties down. For the first time in his life he saw a close up vision of a fiery red triangle of pubic hair framing her delicate yet aroused pink pussy.
Unable to wait he buried his face in her mound, kissing her soft, downy hair before his lips connected with her clit which defiantly protruded from beneath its hood. When that happened she trembled and grabbed his short black hair with her hand and when his lips parted and he sucked on her nub hard Kristina almost collapsed as her orgasm hit her like a freight train. Her juices ran down her leg as she swayed unsteadily on her feet but Miguel’s strong arms wrapped around her hips kept her upright.
He half dragged her back towards him as he pulled her onto the cot on top of him making sure to position her flaming pussy right over his straining erection while she sprawled on him. Kristina pushed her pelvis down until she felt his hardness brush against her swollen lips at which time Miguel grasped his cock and worked it until his head forced its way to her wet opening. He then firmly grabbed her soft hips with both hands and pulled her down while also thrusting forward impaling her with his thick weapon.
Kristina cried out loudly from the mixture of pleasure and pain as her tight, wet pussy was filled with his full length battering its way to her depths. He held her there a minute as she stretched to accommodate him before Kristina placed her hands to his hairy chest for support. With her blue eyes almost closed she slowly began to slide up the length of his cock and when just his head remained inside Miguel pulled her all the way down again.
“That’s it gringa, ride my fat cock with your tight pussy” he told her.
For the next few minutes she slowly increased the speed of her movements until Miguel knew he couldn’t last much more before he exploded. Swiftly he rolled them over so he was on top of her, his stocky body pressing her to the cot. His ass rose four or five times as he would almost pull out before he would bury himself back in her pinkness and on the last thrust he cried out “Madre de Dios” as his body stiffened. Kristina felt him swell even larger inside her and then experienced the feeling of his fat cock shooting rope after rope of thick cum toward her womb.
For a moment Kristina panicked when she felt his discharge. She didn’t use birth control as Carl had a vasectomy before they were married. He claimed it was due to world overpopulation but Kristina always suspected it was because he was far too selfish and spoiled to be a father. When Miguel’s twitching cock caused her own pussy to spasm from orgasm however Kristina stopped worrying about it.
Miguel remained deeply buried until all his seed had left before pulling out from her at which time he crawled up so his cock brushed Kristina’s full, red lips. She didn’t need to be told what to do but opened her mouth and sucked their combined juices from him bringing him greater pleasure. Her small hand gently felt his now empty balls as she continued to suck on him helping keep the erection hard.
“Mi gringa puta” he gasped.
She pulled her mouth off him and smiled in response. Miguel managed to climb off her and balance himself at the edge of the cot at which point the rolled her over onto her stomach. Kristina giggled and raised her ass in the air while arching her back. When she saw Miguel was staring while practically drooling she wiggled her posterior back and forth. Placing one hand on her lower back he playfully swatted her cheeks with the other.
“Does the gringa puta want me to fill her again with my beef burrito?”
“Oh yes please Miguel, use me like your little fucktoy.”
Her positive response along with her wiggling backside gave Miguel an idea. He had always wanted to try something that he saw all the American porn stars do and which his proper wife would never consider. First he jammed two thick fingers in her wet hole and proceeded to roughly finger fuck her. Kristina enthusiastically pushed back onto his fingers when he surprised her by leaning close and flicking her puckered little hole with his tongue. His free hand spread her shapely cheeks wide as he lapped away at her sphincter.
“Oh Miguel, that tickles licking me there” she managed to exclaim.
“Don’t worry it won’t tickle when I assfuck you with my fat cock you puta. So just relax as much as you can and it will hurt less.”
After saying that he pushed the tip of his thumb right to her back entrance and forced it inside her. Kristina winced from the feeling but he continued on until his thumb was buried deep in her.
“Play with your pussy gringa, its what they do in the movies” he said as he shifted into position to sodomize the repressed wife. First he rested the knee from his injured leg on the cot as his strong right leg stood and supported him. As Kristina started playing with her sensitive clit he slid his fingers from her pinkness and butt and used his hands to spread her ass cheeks as wide as possible. He pushed the tip of his cock to her hole and once the head was partially in Miguel seized her hips pulling her back onto his throbbing member.
“No please, aahh, its too wide Miguel. Take it out of my ass” she pleaded but he ignored her and in fact thrust forward until his balls slapped the soft, white skin of her ass. Kristina whimpered from discomfort as her body writhed helplessly beneath him. Once he was all the way in he stopped pushing and instead reached out and caressed her face.
“Relax gringa, don’t move and it will feel better soon. Keep playing with your pussy and think about that instead.”
Kristina followed his directions and even though her ass still hurt from the wide shaft buried in it her hand continued stroking her clit sending waves of pleasure to her nerve endings. When he cupped a breast and kissed her back she moaned in response. Slowly he started to move in her ass, pulling back a little before pushing deeper again. Miguel couldn’t believe how tight she was back there and it felt like he was in a soft, warm vice. Already his balls were signaling their intention to dump what little juice they had just produced into her back channel.
Miguel’s hand covered hers as she stroked her clit and he began a series of deep, powerful thrusts in her backdoor. When her fingers delivered another climax to her little pussy her body tightened in response to it. That in turn pushed Miguel to his own orgasm as her ass clamped on him so tight he couldn’t move. When Kristina collapsed on the cot Miguel went with her and as he lay on her soft body he spurted what cum he had deep in her tush.
They didn’t move for some time as their spent bodies recovered somewhat from their carnal exertions. Finally with a moan Miguel pushed up with his arms enough that his now half hard cock popped free of Kristina’s ass. He managed to sit at which time he reached down and retrieved her panties from the floor. Miguel wiped his spent member with the silk lingerie before discarding it on the cot.
Slowly he dressed as Kristina continued to rest from their adulterous union. Once he was ready he stood and hobbled to the door and went outside. She lay there a few more minutes digesting what had just happened. A smile came over her face as she realized that was the best sex she’d had since before marrying. Never again would she deprive herself of such pleasure. If Carl was unwilling to satisfy his wife she would just go elsewhere she decided. Life was too short.
Coming to this decision calmed her and she began to dress after cleaning herself the best she could under the circumstances. Her panties were covered with their cum and fluids so she dropped them in the garbage after wiping down her puss. By the time she walked outside on shaky legs Miguel had patched the tire and was in the process of lowering the jack.
They didn’t say another word to each other as they were both lost in their thoughts and once she sat in the car he closed the door and limped back to his shop. At the first red-light Kristina came to she adjusted her visor to check her appearance in the mirror. That is the face of a woman who’s just been satisfied for the first time in a long while she thought to herself when she noticed that one of her gold and pearl earrings was missing.
For a moment she considered immediately turning around and returning when a smile came to her face. What she needed now was a nice hot bath to soak in and clean the past hour from her body. Tomorrow would be soon enough to retrieve her missing earring as there was only one place she could have lost it. Smiling at the memory she drove forward when the light changed.
For his part Miguel held the earring up to the light and studied it. He had noticed it on the blanket as they recovered from their coitus and had discreetly palmed it with the hope that she wouldn’t realize it was missing right away. He was already thinking about the price she would have to pay for its return. A big smile came over Miguel’s face.
THE END
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Part two of six
Jim and Anita visit Lumby Lake, and a new adventure
Long time, no see my readers. Too many of my stories got axed when age restrictions changed, now I’m older and so are my ladies.
So, I almost didn’t include this chapter for the rewrite, since it’s basically 6000 words of pure smut with no bearing on the actual plot until the end. I rewrote it so that there’s a bit of character development between the relentless pressing of bodies. Hope you like it. Leave feedback!
James enjoys the Anime girls, not realizing they were edited into reality by his father!
Lisa and i are happy together.
After a four yeat absense the ride continues…be sure to read parts 1 thru 3.
A man and woman venture into the world of heavy duty BDSM… and dog fucking
We arranged for Sara to come over for the weekend. That way we’d have plenty of time for fucking, sucking, and trying anal. We picked her up from school Friday afternoon. Morgan drove her new Mustang, top down, of course. Sara gave Morgan a sisterly peck on the cheek, but fed me a tongue sandwich right in front of a large group of her classmates. She jumped into the back seat and off we went, first to the mobile home for her things and then to our place. It really was our place now. Unknown to Morgan, I had seen my lawyer earlier in the week, made her my principal heir and deeded her half the house. I’d tell her all about it one of these days. I just had to find the right moment.
Once home Morgan and Sara ran into the house. I got Sara’s bags and followed. By the time I had entered they greeted me totally naked, eager for the fun to begin. They each took one of my hands and led me to the bedroom. While Sara kissed me Morgan removed my shorts and boxers. I kicked off my sandals and removed my shirt. I could have taken the lead but I decided to leave that to them. They pushed me back onto the bed, my legs hanging down to the floor. Each approached one side of my cock which had, not surprisingly, grown long and hard. Morgan took the right side, Sara, the left. They licked their way up, starting at the base moving all the way to the tip. Sara got there first so she circled the tip and licked the hole lovingly. Morgan moved down to my balls, taking one into her mouth, licking and gently sucking while massaging the other. They were having a lot of fun, but I was getting really, really hot. I craved release. I pulled Sara up to me and lowered her onto my erection. She was incredibly tight but she was dripping wet so there was little resistance from her cunt. Of course, there was no resistance from her, either. She started to rock slowly at first. I pulled Morgan up so her pussy was just over my face. She straddled my head facing Sara. I licked her clit and tongue fucked her while putting two fingers into her butt. Morgan leaned forward to kiss her sister. It was a scene straight from a porn flick. Morgan shifted into high gear when I stuck my tongue into her ass. We were all getting close. Sara came first, her orgasm signaled by several “UNGGHH’”s and “OOOOHHHH’”s. Morgan was next. They fell together exhausted. I was next. “I’m almost there,” I gasped. Sara pulled off me and they moved their mouths over my cock. My hips bucked as my first stream of hot semen coursed through my body into Sara’s mouth. Morgan took the next thread; they alternated until I was dry. Then they sucked my tip and licked the rest of my cock until clean. My computer, Marti, was shut off; I had tired of hearing her comments about our sex lives.
We lay together in a heap until I asked, “Anyone for Chinese?”
I managed to dress and call for takeout. Fifteen minutes later I went for the food. We ate in the living room around the coffee table, watching the TV and discussing our plans for the rest of the weekend. There were going to be some sore vaginas and assholes by the time we were finished, that is if my cock didn’t fall off in the process. We cleaned our mess and walked to the shower. We washed each other and were almost done when Morgan instituted a change in plans. Showing off for her sister, she soaped her ass and bent over, holding her ankles. She turned back to me, inviting me with her eyes. I stepped forward, soaped my cock until it was really foamy. Then I slid slowly but firmly into her ass. The tightness of her anus is beyond description. It was as close to Heaven as I’ve ever been. She backed up, pushing me into the wall, forcing me to stand there while she fucked her own ass with my dick. I reached down to rub her clit. It didn’t take much; she came hard-really, really hard, just as she usually did from anal. She collapsed on the shower floor, my still hard dick slipping from her ass as she sank. Sara moved in to suck the remains of Morgan’s ass from my throbbing dick. We stepped from the shower and I toweled Morgan dry as she sat on a stool while she recovered. Sara had been drying parts of me and I joined her to finish the job. Once dry we headed to the bed. Morgan had recovered so she led the way. This was to be Sara’s initiation to anal; Morgan was there for moral and physical support. Sara knelt at the edge of the bed, her ass sticking out over the floor. I got the lube, which I now kept on the top of the night stand so it would be readily available when needed. I lubed her ass and my finger. Slowly I pushed it into her sphincter. There was so much lube that it slipped in with little problem. I wiggled it in, out, and all around, spreading the lube throughout. Now, I thought, would be a good time to mount her doggie style. I slid my hips forward, rubbed my dick up and down her dripping slit. I lined up and plunged into her. Now I rubbed the thin membrane between her ass and pussy with my fingers, exactly as I had with Morgan so many weeks earlier. She reacted with several moans indicating how hot she was becoming. This was the time to try two fingers so I removed the one, much to Sara’s disappointment. Then I pushed the two fingers back into her hole. She was really surprised and if it hurt, she didn’t show it. Morgan rubbed Sara’s back and leaned down to kiss her. She moved up on the bed and, lying back, directed Sara’s mouth to her hot cunt.
Sara was occupied at both ends—eating Morgan’s tasty pussy while I was stuffing her other two holes, one with my stiff cock, the other with my strong fingers. “How are you, Sara?”
“Fantastic. I can see now why Morgan loves it so much. When are you going to put your cock in? I really want to try it.”
“Keep eating Morgan’s pussy. I’m going to do it soon. If you can handle my fingers so easily you shouldn’t have any problems with my cock, except that it’s a lot more rigid—stiffer.” I returned to my fucking and fingering, encouraging Sara to relax. She was giving Morgan an exciting time, kissing and licking her pussy. I checked her butt—there was a definite gape so I figured she might be ready. I lubed my cock, pressing the tip against her virgin hole. I pushed forward while pulling her hips back. Slowly…surely… I progressed, listening for the telltale pop. When it came I congratulated Sara. “Gee, I was so occupied with Morgan’s pussy I never even noticed if there was any pain. Now it feel like my ass is really full, but an enjoyable full, not a painful full. Know what I mean?”
“I’m going to fuck your ass now. All you have to do is enjoy.” I started moving in and out. She was really tight—even tighter than Morgan. Gradually I increased my pace until I was in full-blown fuck mode. I could hear Morgan cumming from Sara’s insistent tongue. Now it was Sara’s turn. I moved my hand lower, my thumb in her cunt, my fingers rubbing her clit. Suddenly, she came—with a long guttural howl I wouldn’t have thought possible or human had I not been there to witness it. She collapsed in a tangled pile of arms, legs, and hair, My cock still in her ass. I slowly removed it and crawled between them. They cuddled close and I thought we might sleep, but—NO!
“Sara,” asked Morgan, “did you cum?”
“Fucking yeah,” she replied.
“OK, you had a great orgasm. I had a great orgasm. What’s missing? Ryan has taken good care of us, don’t you think we need to take care of him?”
Sara nodded and they both rose to a sitting position—so much for my rest! They joined hands around my dick, stroking up and down. I was hard again in an instant. They sped up their jerking. I was losing control—my breathing became rapid and shallow. I closed my eyes and exploded soaking them with my cum. Stream after thick stream of hot cum spurted almost two feet into the air before settling in their hair and on their bodies. Morgan licked the last of my ejaculate from my dick while Sara licked and sucked cum from Morgan’s body. Then it was Morgan’s turn to clean her sister. Eventually they were clean so we lay back for a good night’s sleep. Once again we would have had plenty of room in a twin bed.
I took them out for breakfast Saturday morning. We needed to have some regular food in us to sustain ourselves through everything that was to come. When we got home we decided to go out in the boat. Morgan was ecstatic; Sara was confused. After loading our lunch, drinks, sunscreen and towels aboard we set course for our favorite island. En route Morgan and Sara suddenly lost their bikinis. This was getting to be a dangerous habit-one that was going to get me in big trouble with the marine cops if we got caught. Luckily we reached the island without being seen by the cops. However, several jet skiers tagged along most of the way cutting and weaving behind us. Once we anchored it was fun time! I turned my helm seat around. Morgan climbed up with her feet on the chair arms and held onto the frame of the T-top. She was in perfect position to receive some great oral. It looked spontaneous but it was something we had done several times before. As I licked her from clit to ass I motioned Sara to kneel between my legs. Taking the hint, she removed my hardened dick from my shorts. She stroked it tenderly before she began a very hot blowjob. She must have been taking lessons from Morgan because she deep throated me with ease. Morgan was gyrating as I fucked her cunt with my eager tongue. I put a finger into my mouth and then slid it into her ass. This was more than enough to send her into a spectacular orgasm. She spurted all over my mouth and face. Her cum dripped down onto my chest and stomach, so intense was her orgasm. She lost her grip and started to fall. Fortunately, I was able to catch her and sit her in my lap where she had a bird’s eye view of Sara bobbing up and down on my cock as I blew my load all over her face. We all laughed as my cum dripped onto her chest. Sara jumped up and slipped over the side. Morgan followed and I was about to follow when I remembered how good Morgan’s cum tasted. I licked up what I could find before joining them in the water.
We fucked and sucked all day Saturday—in the water, on the beach, anyplace we could find to couple; I penetrated Sara’s butt several times as she learned to love a hard cock in her ass– and Sunday until Sara had to return home. Her pussy and ass had been used (and abused) so often she was lucky she could walk. She hobbled in to her home and passed Mom on the way to her room. If Mom knew anything she kept it to herself. Morgan invited her to visit us but she declined for at least the tenth time. She still wasn’t comfortable with our relationship. At least Morgan had convinces her to accept the money I sent her each month.
Morgan and I continued to expand our knowledge of each other. She was down about her mother but I knew that eventually her mom would come around. Morgan continued to walk around the house naked and it looked to me that she was gaining a little weight. Her breasts seemed a trifle bigger and she was developing a little tummy. I attributed it to eating a better diet than she had been able to afford while she lived at home. She was still hotter than hell.
We were eating breakfast one morning in our usual style. We were on the deck naked; she was on my lap and my cock resided where it belonged—in her pussy. We fed each other strips of bacon and sausage links between forks full of omelet. “I need to talk with you,” I said. She looked at me. “You talk with me every day.”
‘I know, but this is important.” She stopped eating, moved back a few inches and looked straight into my eyes, just as she had always done when she was serious. “I went to see my lawyer a couple of weeks ago. I did it because I love you—more than anything, even though I know I don’t tell you enough. I had you written into my will.”
“Ewww, I don’t want to think about that. I don’t want you to die.”
“I know, but listen. If something happened to me, what would happen to you? You’d be right back where you were. You’d get nothing. I want to know that you will be taken care of if anything happens to me. You know that I am worth millions, but do you have any idea how much I’m actually worth?
“I don’t know—ten million—twenty? Who cares?”
“Morgan, I had a very successful company that I sold for $300 million. I gave $80 million to my employees and ten million to each of the universities I attended. That left me with $200 million, but I already had more than $50 million. After taxes I wound up with almost $170 million. I invested it well and over the last three years I’ve earned more than another $80 million. My net worth is over $250 million. That’s why I have to be careful where it goes. My will gives you half of everything I own. My investment banker has instructions to help you manage the money. A quarter goes to my parents-you’ll meet them one of these days—and the other quarter goes to my sisters. Also, this house is now half yours—actually ‘ours’ officially. The change in the deed should come within the next few days according to my lawyer.”
“I’m kind of scared about all this,” she whispered.
I hugged her. “I love you, Morgan. We may have started lusting for each other—hell, I still lust for you—but that lust has turned into love. I’m a lot older than you. Odds are I’m going to die long before you, but, hopefully, not for a very long time.”
Morgan buried her head in my shoulder. Then she rose from my lap, pulling my cock out from within her. She extended her hand to me and led me back into the house. She led me right to the bedroom, climbed onto the bed and pulled me with her. As we lay down she came in for a long passionate kiss. Her tongue intertwined with mine, her lips pressed hard against me. The kiss went on and on. We groped each other—backs, shoulders, hips, but surprisingly no genital contact. She broke the kiss. “I love you so much, Ryan. I never thought I would fall in love with a nerd, but I did and I’m really, really glad.” She pushed me onto my back and climbed atop me. Grabbing my dick, she very slowly impaled herself on my erection. She moved so slowly savoring every sensation of our union. This was no lustful coupling intended to get one or the other of us off; this was loving sex—the physical expression of our love for each other. We held each other, occasionally kissing, always smiling as I moved within her. We kept it up for almost an hour without cumming. Neither of us wanted it to end. Eventually we stopped moving and just lay there, my dick deep within her.
Over the months we had been together I figured I must have deposited gallons of semen into Morgan’s womb. Now I wanted, more than anything else, to impregnate her–to have a symbol of our love for each other.
“Morgan… I think… it’s time you went off the pill.”
“I’m glad you said that. I already have. For a genius nerd you’re not very observant. You’re going to be a dad.”
When I had recovered from the shock I rose and left the room. When I returned I knelt on the floor, opened a small box, and showed her the biggest fucking diamond ring I had ever seen. I whispered into her ear, ”Morgan, will you marry me?”
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I had left Marie more than three months ago. It was clearly the biggest mistake of my young life—since I was sent back from the dead as a thirty-year-old. Eventually—a miserable wretch and desperate to see her again–I phoned from right outside her apartment. When she opened the door we stared at each other for almost a minute before she ran into my arms. We held each other so tightly for almost ten minutes and when we kissed I was positive I had made the right decision—it was the kiss of a lifetime. Marie had called my name and yelled, “YES! YES! YES!” when she answered the phone—the answers to any question I had for her. My last two questions were:
“Do you love me?”
“Oh, yes, George!”
On a roll, I played a hunch. Nervously I asked her, “Are you pregnant?”
Marie looked up at me, those marvelous violet eyes sparkling like never before. “Yes,” she whispered just before pulling me into yet another long sensational kiss.
Chapter 1
Eventually, I broke the kiss. I could have gone on forever, savoring her touch, but there were things we had to do, and there’d be plenty of time for kissing once we had returned to my home. I wanted Marie to come home with me in the worst way and she had said, “Yes!” I was thrilled but there was a lot to do and it was almost 10:30 in the morning so, if we wanted to be back at my place by this evening we had to begin soon.
Holding hands I walked Marie into her apartment, planning to organize the move, but Marie had it all under control. “I rented this apartment furnished so, other than a few personal items and the TV, it’s all staying here. I’ll need my clothes,” she started. Then, with that same evil smile forming on her face, she continued, “but, then again, maybe not! I have my pictures—they’re the only ones I have of my family—and, of course, my toys. We wouldn’t want to forget them, would we?” My grin matched hers.
Marie pulled her clothes from the closet and I carried them down to my SUV, a new BMW X5. I dropped the rear seats and then piled them in the back. Her clothes from her dresser were placed in bags—paper ones from the supermarket. Working together it took us almost two hours to get everything down, packed into the car, and the apartment cleaned.
“Do you have a car? “ I asked her. “Can you drive?”
Of course, I can drive. I have a license. Want to see it? I never needed to buy a car. Living here I’m only ten minutes from work by bus and everything I need is close by.”
“Well, you have a car now,” I told her, passing the spare keys to the Beemer into her hand.
“You mean this is mine? Can I drive now?” She was really excited, but I thought she should wait until we were on the open road before taking the wheel. I got in and we drove away.
Marie was checking out her key ring. “What are these other things?”
“The chrome-plated brass thing is to our house—it’s a special kind of key for the house and the security system both. The remote will open the gate and the garage, OK? I’ll show you how to do everything when we get there.”
“Am I going to like our house?”
“I hope so. Do you like noise or quiet and privacy?”
“I think that with you I’d like lots and lots of privacy—so we can fuck all day and go naked as much as possible. Will we be able to do that, George?”
“We’ll have plenty of privacy, Marie. I don’t think we’ll ever have to get dressed.” I pulled onto the interstate and soon we were hitting 70, heading northeast toward North Carolina and the beach. We had been driving for maybe an hour when Marie asked me, “How much did this car cost, George?”
“I don’t know, Marie—sixty-five, seventy, I think.”
“Wow,” then after a short pause she continued, “Are you really giving it to me?”
“Yes, Marie,” I replied, resting my hand reassuringly on her thigh. “I have a Ford pickup and a Porsche 911. I bought this especially for you. Don’t you like it?”
“I love it, George. It’s just that nobody ever gave me a present like this before. I’m having a hard time believing it.” Then after planting a kiss on my cheek, Marie whispered, “Thank you, George.” Even stopping for lunch we were home by six p.m. Marie drove the last hour, loving how nimble and responsive the X5’s twin turbo six was. I showed her how to open the gate and then the garage.
Hand in hand we walked into the house. Marie followed me into the bedroom. She pulled me into an embrace and a long hot kiss. Her long tongue wrapped around mine as her hands found my belt. In seconds my hard cock was out. Breaking the kiss she whispered, “Let’s take advantage of all that privacy, eh?” Then Marie literally ripped the clothes from my body before stripping herself—the shreds of my former clothes falling to the floor. She stepped out of her panties, her long slender legs, tight round ass, round firm breasts, and that delicious sweet pussy all just begging to be fucked, and pushed me back onto the bed. “Do you have any idea how many times I fantasized about this?” I shook my head “no,” overwhelmed with her beauty and sexiness. “Hundreds of times, at least, George–now I’m going to fuck you ‘till you drop.”
Marie fell on top of me, driving her hard nipples into my chest. She ran her wet slit up and down the sensitive underside of my erection making me harder and hotter. I had also prayed for this more times than I could count and now my dreams were coming true at last. Marie eased a bit forward, moving the head of my cock to her slit. She was oozing pussy juice at an incredible rate so when she moved back down I slid into her hot tight velvety tunnel with the greatest of ease. It was like we were made for each other! The muscles in her tight cunt gripped me like a circular vise, each squeeze delivering one incredible sensation after another.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…at…long…last,” sighed Marie. “You feel…so fucking good George—so very fucking good.”
“Yeah, well, you should feel it from my end. You feel…wonderful…fantastic…incredible. I could just remember how tight you are,” I replied breathlessly. Marie was on top so she was in control. Eyes closed, she remained remarkably still, breathing slowly, savoring the way I was filling and stretching her cunt. Slowly she began to move as her passion and her lust claimed reign over her body. Marie rocked, bending my cock within her muscular canal. I was in a playful mood so just after massaging her firm smooth breasts and rolling her hard nipples between my fingers I teased her, “I thought women always had to pee after a long ride.”
“It’s a matter of priorities, George,” Marie gasped, ” I do have to pee pretty badly, but I need to fuck you even more. I’ve peed several times already today. I haven’t made love with you for more than one hundred days.” Staring at me with those fantastic violet eyes she continued, “I haven’t had sex in all that time. I really need you now!”
“What would you have done if I hadn’t come back?”
“Do you have to ask that just now?” she grunted, “I’m almost ready to cum…and…it’s going to be a…really…OH, GOD!” She humped me hard three times grinding her clit into me with tremendous force, arched her back, threw her head up and screamed non-stop for almost a minute as her climax raced through her body like a tsunami through an oceanfront town. About half-way I felt a familiar surge up from my balls—I shot a huge river of cum into her womb. Five more times I drove deep into her as I drowned her pussy in my seed—I was still cumming like Peter North! Drained, Marie fell onto my chest as buckets of cum leaked from her pussy.
Lying on my chest as she recovered, I caressed her head, running my fingers through her long black hair. It was several minutes before Marie spoke, “George, I cried all night when you left. I will never know why I made you go.”
I gently stroked her head and kissed her forehead as I replied, “Marie, I started crying before I even left your bedroom. Maybe it was something we had to go through so we would know how much we really love each other. I don’t know why I left, but I know now that I’ll never leave you again. I love you more than anything.”
Marie raised her head and I could see that she was crying again. “Don’t worry, my darling, these are tears of joy—of elation. I’ve never been happier. I don’t care one bit for the money you won. I only want you.”
She moved back down to kiss me tenderly—lovingly. It was long and soft, and hot, but after a minute or so I broke it.
“Just exactly how badly do you have to pee? Don’t forget—I’m on the bottom here.” My smile was ear-to-ear and when Marie saw it she laughed.
“I think I’d better get up. I could stay here with you all night, but right now nature calls.”
Chapter 2
Marie returned to my side right after I heard the toilet flush. She seemed relieved (no pun intended). Marie snuggled up close, her arm over my chest, her leg over mine. I wrapped my arm around her as she laid her head on my shoulder. Her pussy was still leaking my seed. “I still can’t believe you came back for me, George, but I’m so glad you did.” I didn’t say a word; I just pulled her closer, if possible, before leaning up to pull her into a long hot kiss. Marie pushed that long tongue of hers into my mouth to wrestle with mine. Damn, this woman could kiss! We went on like that for almost twenty minutes before we broke at the same time.
“Wow,” I was breathing heavily. “Is this what I have to look forward to?” Marie gave me that evil smile in reply. We lay silently for quite a while until I heard my stomach growl. Marie laughed; I was embarrassed; Marie laughed again. She pulled me from the bed. ‘Do you have any food here?” I shook my head “no” before explaining that I ate out a lot.
Marie rose and walked around the bedroom several times before she entered the bathroom again. “I love your bathroom, George, and this shower is great. We’ll be able to shower together all the time.” She left, walking down the hall to the other rooms. I followed a few steps behind. As she checked out every room—the other bedrooms, the guest bath, the living room, kitchen, dining room, and, finally, the family room—I was checking out her fantastic ass and the cum dripping down her legs. Suddenly, she turned, placed her hands on her naked hips, and asked, “George…don’t you have ANY furniture? I’ve never seen so many empty rooms in one place in my entire life.”
I was tongue-tied, unsure what to say, so I figured the truth was the best. “I…uh…wanted to wait for you, Marie, and I was…uh…afraid you wouldn’t want me after all this time, so I didn’t know what to do. So, I didn’t do anything.” I had my head down, ashamed of my indecision, but Marie didn’t see it that way.
“George that is one of the sweetest things I’ve ever heard. I guess if I hadn’t come with you you’d never have anything, would you?” I shook my head “no” again. “Well,” she continued with a look of determination on her face, “I am here so I guess I’d better get busy.” She rushed forward into a wonderful hug as her perfect smooth skin rubbed against mine. She ran her mound and her silky smooth pussy lips up and down my leg.
“Again?” I queried.
“Not yet, George. We can wait until later, OK? I’m kind of hungry, too and if I have to listen to that stomach much longer…. I think we should get dressed, don’t you?” We dressed and in five minutes Marie was driving us to a nearby Italian restaurant in her new SUV. We ordered a large sausage pizza to go, and while she was waiting for it I bought some Pepsi 2-liters at a neighboring market. I got back just as she was walking out with our pie. It was only a few moments later that we were back home again. We sat in front of the TV as we ate and drank our fill although we paid more attention to each other than to what was on the screen. I was just about to stretch out when I felt a tug at my elbow. “It’s later now, isn’t it, George?” Marie all but pulled me into the bedroom for an encore. I was barely there a few seconds when Marie suddenly dropped my shorts and boxers in a single motion. She removed my feet from my shoes and socks while she pulled my shirt over my head and pushed me back onto the bed. “Now, stay there, George! No moving, OK?” I nodded while she stripped before joining me on the bed. I reached out to massage her velvety smooth breasts, but Marie pushed my hands away as she moved down between my legs. “This one’s for you, George. I have something special in mind for you so lie back and enjoy it. You can pay me back later!”
Starting just above my asshole Marie licked up my balls to the underside of my stiff cock, over the top and down the other side; then she reversed, going back the other way. I groaned non-stop at what she was doing to me. When she came back to my helmet she swallowed me in a single gulp, taking all eight-plus inches into her mouth and throat. She didn’t stop until she was kissing my pubic hair. Using her mouth she fucked me hard, sucking and licking with that incredible tongue of hers. “Ohhhhh…Ma…rie,” I groaned after several minutes of this sweet torment. ”I’m getting close; I’m cumming.” I thought she would swallow as she had in the past, but at the last instant she pulled back, jerking me tightly with her surprisingly strong hand. My first rope of creamy cum shot more than two feet into the air before finding its way to my chest. Five more times I shot a thick arc of cum that landed on my stomach, abdomen, thighs, or chest. I was a mess by the time my orgasm had ebbed—my torso looked as though it had been covered with white frosting, like a toaster strudel, or a pop-tart.
Marie batted her eyes coyly. “Oh…George…I’ve been so naughty; just look what I’ve done. I think I should clean up this mess, don’t you? Maybe you should punish me if I don’t do a good job—a good spanking, perhaps.” She batted those long lashes at me, her violet eyes dancing. She stuck her tongue out and licked and licked and licked. She began on my thighs and moved her way north. When she had cleaned my legs and torso she turned her attentions to my withering cock. Using her tongue again she licked all around my helmet and, once she was sure it was spotless, she moved down to the shaft. Just to make sure she sucked me deep into her mouth. I say deep because by now all her attentions had made me hard again. Marie rubbed my ball sack while she slowly stroked my organ.
I was in ecstasy, but I had a job to do. I pulled her up and flipped her onto her back. I levered her long legs onto my shoulders as I leaned forward, pushing her ankles behind her head. My cock was poised just above Marie’s slit. I reached down, rubbing it into her, moistening it with her natural lubricant. It was only a second later that I eased into her satiny smooth tunnel. Marie moaned in her rapture as I pounded her pussy, driving my cock deep into her love canal, rubbing her G-spot going in and out, as I bottomed out on every stroke against her cervix. I was afraid of hurting Marie until she begged me, “Harder, George. Fuck me harder, please. I love it hard.” I pulled out until only my helmet was within her before driving into her. Again and again I rammed home, forcing my cock into that delicate rough spot just inside her tight pussy. I tweaked her nipples and massaged her mammoth firm breasts until Marie could take no more. She drove her hips up to meet me when her first spasm hit. She twitched and shook as her orgasm took over her body. On and on she went—one convulsion after another—until, finally, it passed. Marie was bathed in sweat; it pooled between her magnificent breasts. Marie panted and panted as she came down from her ordeal. I released her legs; she wrapped them around my waist; I fell to lie atop her chest as I engaged her in a long deep kiss.
“I want you to cum, George. Use me to cum. Make me your cum bucket, George. Drown my pussy in your cum.” On and on Marie encouraged me. First with her words, then with her body, she drove me to an incredible orgasm. Using her legs as levers, Marie pulled her hips up with my every thrust, creating the friction I would need to reach my orgasm. Faster and faster she moved with me until I was there. “Put it into my mouth, George; I want to feel your hot cum explode into my mouth.” She released her legs; I pulled out, moved forward, and shoved my slimy cock into her mouth. She swallowed my rod, tasting herself, just as I blasted my first river of baby cream into her throat. Marie jerked me with her long strong tongue as I shot repeatedly into her mouth. It was all she could do to keep up with my deposits, but, in the end, she swallowed every single drop. I fell beside her, pulling her into a hug and a long tender kiss.
I was thinking as we rested, loving the touch of her sensational skin against mine. “You know, Marie,” I began, “there’s a lot we don’t know about each other. I’ve told you everything I know, and it’s not much. It’s not going to make any difference to me, but I realized that I don’t even know your last name, or your birthday, or a lot of other things about you—like where you grew up, where you went to school….” I would have continued, but Marie shushed me by putting her finger to my lips.
“George, you obviously weren’t paying much attention to my name badge when you claimed your prize.”
“No,“ I responded with a smile, “I was checking out your hot body. Why?”
“Well, for one thing you would have seen that my name is Marie…Shaw—the same last name you have. I grew up right there in Columbia. I’m a home-grown South Carolina girl, although I had to take a lot of flak for leaving Columbia, the home of USC, to attend Clemson. I majored in business admin. I was born on June 25, 1986. I’m 25—almost 26. You know I have a sister—she’s four years older, married to an accountant, with two girls, so I’m an aunt. We’ve never been close; I told you she was in California—in Modesto. I went there once. I hated it, so I came back here to Columbia and I’m very happy I did. Otherwise, I would never have met you, George. Oh, one more thing, George—I’m a big Atlanta Braves fan.” I kissed her cheek, pulled up the blanket, and prepared for our first night together in our house.
Just before falling asleep I whispered, “I’m a big Yankees fan.” Now how did I remember that?
Chapter 3
We woke the following morning when the sun shone brightly into the bedroom. In our haste to make love we had completely forgotten to draw the drapes across the glass wall leading to our screened porch, the back yard, and the marsh beyond. Still spooning together, my arms around Marie, my hands caressing her hardening nipples and her satiny smooth breasts, Marie turned for a wake-up kiss. I protested mildly, claiming “morning breath,” but Marie was not to be deterred. She gripped my head, locked her fingers into my hair, pressed her lips to mine, and thrust her tongue into my mouth. There was no way to resist; I rolled her over to face me—to once again have those glorious breasts pressing against me, to feel that gooey sticky cunt against my thigh.
We kissed nonstop for almost fifteen minutes when I had to break it. “I gotta go,” I whispered into her ear. “Me, too,” Marie responded with a smile on her face. I pulled her from the bed and, being a gentleman, allowed her to use the toilet first. When I left the commode room I led Marie to the shower. This was something I loved about the house. The shower is 6 by 8 tiled on the walls, ceiling, and floor with an open doorway at one end. There are spray heads overhead on either side of a small opening skylight, at chest level, and again at leg level—fourteen in all. I set the thermostatic control by the doorway and a moment later we stepped into the hot spray. I pulled Marie into an embrace while the hot water ran over our bodies. We laughed as we rubbed our slippery skin against skin. I grabbed a bar of soap, turned Marie around and began to wash her back. Moving down I massaged her sensational butt, tickling her when I pushed my soapy finger up and down her crack. She stopped laughing when I gently slipped a soapy finger into her butt. “Ohhhh, George that feels so good. I love it when you do that to me.” She was getting pretty excited which was good, but, being pregnant, I didn’t want her to fall which would have been bad, so I stopped. She gave me a quizzical look, but nodded her understanding once I had explained. I kissed her tummy lovingly—the health of our child was much more important than fooling around–as we got back to the business of washing each other. Once I had cleaned her—the first time I had ever washed a beautiful hot pussy, Marie took over and washed me. I felt she took an awful long time washing my cock and balls, but I’d never complain.
I carefully led her back into the bathroom, making her stand on the rug while I lovingly dried her fantastic body. Once dry she wrapped a towel around her hair and pulled another from the rack to dry me. Still naked we walked to the living room, through the French doors to the screen porch, and sat taking in the beauty of the marsh and the dunes beyond. “Is that your dock?” Marie asked.
“Yes, it runs all the way into the ICW—the Intracoastal Waterway—and I have two boats out there in addition to a covered area where we can fish or just sit and enjoy the sunset.”
“Can we swim there, George?”
“Well, we probably could but I don’t recommend it. There can be a really fast current when the tide starts to ebb. A swimmer could wind up a mile away in no time at all, plus I hear there’s all kinds of debris on the bottom. I think it’s too dangerous, but we can go to lots of beaches, either in the SUV or boat.”
“Can we go out there now, George? I started to say, “Sure,” when I realized that we were still naked. We could easily be seen from a passing boat, or even by my neighbors. When I looked at Marie I could see she was thinking as I was—all her stuff was still in the X5. We began laughing at the very same instant. I gave her a quick peck as we walked into the garage to retrieve her clothes. Carrying them in I showed Marie “her closet”—a spacious walk-in with more than twenty feet of hanger space along three walls and shelves, drawers, and shoe racks along the other. Marie took one look and stood there in awe. “Uh, George, where are your clothes? Is all this just for me?”
I hung up the clothes I had carried in and showed her my closet a few feet away. Mine was by far the smaller and when Marie saw it she had to pull me in for another sensational kiss. I let her put her stuff away while I did the grunt work, knowing that she’d probably rearrange everything several times, at least. We put on shorts, tees, and sandals and walked hand-in-hand through the yard and out along the dock. We sat on the bench and talked—real stuff, not love or sex stuff. We agreed that Marie would hire a decorator to furnish most of our rooms; we would work on our baby’s room ourselves. That was a joy we wanted to share. I also insisted that she see a top-notch OB/GYN; I’d get some recommendations from the neighbor wives—one of whom had three teenage daughters. I knew there would be lots of questions about Marie, but I had thought all this out before I had brought her home.
We spent almost three hours there before we decided to take the Robalo—an 18-foot center console– for a ride. I returned to the house, filled a cooler with sodas—no alcohol for my pregnant lover—sandwiches, and snacks. I lowered the boat into the water. Having hydraulic hoists installed had been a great idea. The boats were kept out of the water where they couldn’t be damaged by wakes from boats—some of them quite large– that sped by. I carefully handed Marie into the seat next to the helm. I was going to ask her how well she could swim, but instead I just handed her a PFD. She gave me a questioning look until I explained that our safety was a primary concern and there was always the chance of an accident. Just the previous week, I explained, a boater had struck a submerged log and been thrown from his boat. Even if she could swim I’d want her to wear a personal flotation device, just like the one I would wear. Fortunately, I had bought several that inflated automatically when they got wet. They were cooler and much more comfortable than the typical bulky life preserver. I cranked the engine and it started immediately. I stood at the helm while we cruised down the ICW at more than 30 miles per hour. The wind wrapped around the windshield, whipping Marie’s hair as she laughed from the exhilarating feeling. It took us about fifteen minutes to reach the inlet and another ten to reach Bird Island, not really an island any more, just the southern end of Sunset Beach which really is an island. I double anchored–one on shore, the other fifty feet out and let the boat drift on the current.
Cooler in one hand I took Marie by the other, and we went exploring. We walked barefoot through the shallow water at the shore from the inlet side out to the deserted ocean beach where we sat alone, ate our lunch and relaxed. I was lying back, digesting my sandwich, and taking in the sun when something blotted out the light. I looked up into Marie’s beautiful face. I grinned as I pulled her down for a fantastic kiss. Her long strong tongue explored my mouth as mine explored hers. I sucked on her lower lip, pulling it between my teeth. I felt rather than heard Marie groan as I slid my hands under her top. I was surprised, but pleased, to find that she wasn’t wearing a bra. I moved around to cup each breast, loving the firmness and weight. My hands adored the satiny smooth feel of her skin as I massaged each globe, teasing her areolas and nipples. Marie broke the kiss, pulled back looking at me lustfully.
She wanted me and wasn’t taking “no” for an answer. Seconds later my hard cock was in her hand as she stroked me slowly, just enough to drive me wild with desire. She lifted her hips to pull down her shorts and panties. I could see the tiny droplets of pussy juice glistening on her labia. Marie grabbed my cock again, brought the tip to her cunt and sat down, engulfing me in that torrid tunnel. Marie closed her eyes, held her breath, and arched her back. “Oh, George, I can’t believe how good you feel inside me. I love the way you fill me up.” She leaned down to show her appreciation; she pressed her lips against mine, forcing her tongue deep into my mouth. I massaged her breasts again, pinching her nipples. Soon she was so hot she had to move on my cock—so hot she craved release. Marie rocked like a woman possessed. Faster and faster; harder and harder she rammed her hot hard clit into me. Marie was breathing hard, panting from her exertions, so much did she want and need this orgasm. Marie was getting closer; so was I. I could see her eyes glass over. She was in another place mentally and physically. Her whole being was into the sex and the rising sensations of her orgasm. Suddenly the rocking—the gyrations—stopped. Marie’s breathing quieted. It was the lull before the storm. Just as suddenly she started to shake, small tremors at first, but growing with every second. Marie opened her mouth for a silent scream, remembering at the last instant that we were only yards from a public beach as her climax hit her hard. She convulsed repeatedly for almost a minute, shaking uncontrollably. She collapsed onto my body exhausted.
We lay there for almost thirty minutes while Marie recovered, my hard cock still slithering in and out of her pussy slowly. Eventually, she was able to dress and we walked back to the boat hand-in-hand. Minutes later we were on our way back through the inlet to our home.
Chapter 4
Ever look at something without actually seeing it, without recognizing it for what it really was? It came to me on about the fourth or fifth time that someone was sending me signals. The first time was when Marie and I went to the Hope School to make my donation. It was a cloudy day, but when we walked out of the school I noticed the clouds part, the sun shining down upon us. The second time was when I left Marie’s apartment. There was supposed to be a full moon, or close to it. Walking to my car I saw the clouds form in a cloudless sky and cover the moon. The next day clouds covered the sun all during my drive home—no matter which direction I drove in those clouds followed me. When I walked out with Marie en route to our home the clouds had parted and they had stayed away for the entire weekend. That’s when I knew that God was sending me a message—Marie and I were meant to be together. Someone much more powerful than me was controlling my destiny. I don’t know why I would be surprised; my entire life—my second chance at love and happiness—was due to divine intervention.
I couldn’t remember whether I was religious or not in my prior life, but after all that had happened to me so far in this one I knew that I definitely believed in a higher power. I resolved to live my life the right way—taking the absolute best care of Marie and our family.
Marie amazed me almost every day. She learned all the technological concepts dealing with our house, the security system, and her car in less than a week. She hired a decorator and coordinated all the work of buying furniture, carpets, and all the things that go into making a house a home. She employed a cleaning company, did our laundry, bought and cooked our food, and still found time to look beautiful and sexy every minute. The sex continued as it had been that first time together. We fucked and sucked each other several times every single day.
Marie also showed me her determination and perserverance in several ways. One night we had been too tired for sex so I went to bed in a T-shirt and gym shorts, my usual sleepwear prior to bringing Marie home with me. She climbed into bed with me, spooning in front. “Uh, what’s this I’m feeling with my butt?”
“Well,” I replied, “since we didn’t have sex tonight I thought I’d wear pajamas—my version of pajamas, anyway.”
“George, just because we didn’t have sex doesn’t mean we won’t, does it? If I reach out for you during the night what am I going to touch—you or some stupid cloth?” I got the hint, rose from the bed, and stripped quickly. Marie rewarded me by gently stroking my cock.
“Much better, George,” she whispered just before falling asleep, my cock still in her hand, “…much better.” She spooned against me and, just before we were ready for sleep she spread her butt cheeks apart and pulled my cock into the space. “If it’s still there in the morning I may have something special for you.”
“Unfortunately, it’ll almost certainly go soft by then and we’ll wind up on opposite sides of the bed,” I whispered as I wrapped my arm around her, just below her breasts. Marie immediately moved my hand—onto the breast and touching her nipple. “Now, that IS much better, George.” We fell promptly asleep.
I woke the following morning to a tongue pushing its way into my mouth. I opened my eyes to see a pair of beautiful violet eyes. “Guess where your cock was this morning? I’ll give you a hint—it was nice and hard and right where I wanted it to be. I think I owe you something.” With that she kissed me, her tongue exploring every part of my mouth. I had realized early in our relationship that even the worst morning breath was no deterrent to Marie so I moved into the kiss eagerly. Suddenly, Marie broke the kiss and pulled away, leaning toward her night stand. She returned a moment later with a bottle of lube. “I’ll do you. You get me ready, OK?”
She squeezed a big dollop on her hand and slathered it all over my cock. Then she turned away, presenting her rosebud for my attention. I lubed a finger, pressing it into her. A second followed a minute later. In another minute Marie had three fingers probing her butt. “I think I’m ready, George. Put it in me…please. Please, George…I need you now!” I rose and positioned behind her sphincter. I aimed for the small hole I knew would be there and pushed. Slowly and steadily I gained entrance—“popping” as my helmet passed the sphincter. Marie turned and nodded. She mouthed the words, “Hard—do me hard.” I reared back and drove deep into her bowel. Over and over I punched into her and when I reached under to tease her clit I thought Marie would jump through the ceiling. I rubbed in tiny circles as Marie pushed back, shuddered repeatedly, and fell forward, my cock ready to explode in her butt. Marie was completely drained but still she encouraged me to cum and I didn’t need much. She reached back to massage my balls. A gentle squeeze of her hand and butt sent me over the top. Hot white semen poured into her ass. It was over all too soon; I fell on top of Marie. Afraid of hurting her I started to slide off, but she stopped me, “Don’t you dare! I’m not made of glass, you know. Stay where you are. I love having you on top of me.”
Another example occurred one evening when I told her I wanted to watch a Yankee game on TV so she shooed me out of the kitchen right after dinner, explaining that she’d handle the clean-up on her own. She joined me about a half hour later, fresh from the shower, and wearing only her robe. Sitting on the other end of the couch she wriggled her feet in my crotch. When I glanced her way her neatly trimmed pussy glistened between her legs. I returned my attention to baseball but Marie wasn’t having any of it. She stood on the couch right in front of me, her dripping pussy inches from my mouth. I couldn’t miss her intoxicating aroma; I couldn’t resist just a taste. And that was it for the ballgame! One lick led to a slurp and one slurp led to another—and another and another. In seconds I was attacking that hot wet pussy with a passion. I would have licked her to an orgasm eagerly, but, to my surprise, Marie stopped me, flipped over, her head at my zipper. She turned to me for only a second, “Please hold me, George, so I can open this.” I held her hips while she exposed my cock. I got hard so fast it was throbbing with my pulse at almost a hundred beats a minute.
She held herself with her arms as my cock disappeared into her mouth. I attacked her cunt which was seeping juice now. Marie used her tongue to great advantage; running it around my helmet was driving me crazy with want and need. When she tickled my pee hole I was done—hot creamy semen erupted into her mouth. Over and over in a seemingly never ending river cum poured into her mouth and throat. Meanwhile I laid siege to her clit with my tongue and teeth. I sucked it between my teeth and tickled it with the tip of my tongue—it ignited an explosion within her body. Marie shook and trembled in my arms as she came repeatedly. I continued to suck as long as she continued to shake and I sucked for several minutes, at least.
Eventually Marie groaned, “Enough, George. Please stop. You’ll kill me with pleasure if you go on.” I released her clit, pulled her up, and took her into a long loving embrace. We rose some time later and headed for the shower. We were enjoying the hot water when I told her I had to pee. She grabbed my cock before I could turn to leave. Marie kneeled, directing my stream to her breasts. She rubbed the hot pungent liquid over her chest. When I was done she told me, “My turn, George.” I wasn’t crazy about it either way, but fair is fair. I kneeled to allow Marie to tinkle on my shoulder. Her pee ran down my chest and back. I had to admit her heat was pleasurable, but it wasn’t something I’d want to do every day. When Marie wanted something, she really, really wanted it. That was the kind of determination I would always admire.
Chapter 6
As I had promised I did speak to our neighbors about finding Marie a top doctor. It took several weeks to get an appointment and we only got that because Marie was now four months pregnant. Of course, I took Marie, feeling uneasy as almost the only male in a waiting room full of women, many very obviously pregnant. I was sure that Marie sensed my uneasiness; she squeezed my hand, pulled me close, and promised me many wonderful things once we got home as she kissed my cheek. Of course, there was paperwork to be completed—Marie’s name, mine, our address, insurance information, medications she was taking (none, thank God), and a whole host of other questions I considered mostly irrelevant.
Eventually, after almost an hour’s wait we went in to see the doctor—or so I thought. We saw a nurse who weighed Marie, took her blood pressure, pulse, and temperature, and had her change into one of those horrible hospital gowns. I helped her fasten those unreachable ties—didn’t these people ever hear about Velcro? We laughed when she asked if we knew the date of conception—“January 8 or 9,” we responded simultaneously. When the doctor finally arrived she went through the same questions that were on the form we had completed for what seemed an eternity before the exam finally started. In time we got to the ultrasound—the chance to actually see our growing child.
“What are you hoping for, Mrs. Shaw?” the doctor asked, making the obvious mistake since we had the same surname.
“I think I’d like to have a boy,” Marie responded as she smiled at me, surprising me because while we had not discussed this I assumed she’d want a girl.
“And you, Mr. Shaw?
I hesitated only a second before answering, “No doubt about it, I want a daughter!” Dr. Jonnson moved the device over Marie’s abdomen going, “Hmmmm…hmmm” several times. I thought it was like looking at ink blots or an old black and white TV with barely working rabbit ears as an antenna. When she rotated the screen to us she turned to me. “Well, Mr. Shaw, it looks like you’re getting your wish.” I was beaming until she continued, “And, Mrs. Shaw, it looks like you’re getting your wish, too. You’re going to have fraternal twins.” That’s when the room started swimming and everything went black.
When I opened my eyes I was lying on the floor, my head in Marie’s naked lap. She was stroking my face; I could see the concern etched on her face as the doctor waved smelling salts under my nose. I was still groggy as they helped me to a chair and the nurse brought me a cup of water. “Did I hear…?” I asked. “Did you say…twins?” I looked at Marie and she was nodding happily. I was still unsteady as I walked from the office.
“George,” Marie asked once she was again behind the wheel of her X5, “did you hear my last question to Dr. Jonnson?”
“Huh?”
“I didn’t think so. I asked her how long we’d be able to have vaginal sex. She said it will depend on how the pregnancy goes, but as long as I don’t have any pain we can go almost until I’m ready to give birth. Isn’t that great? We can continue to fuck as often as we want, and I can always take care of you with my mouth, or ass, or even my hands, if necessary.”
“Marie, have I told you lately how much I love you? Here you are having twins and all you’re concerned about is taking care of me. I’m so lucky to have you. I feel like celebrating; let’s go out to lunch.”
“Well, George, I feel like celebrating, too, that’s why we’re headed home.” When I looked at her she had that fabulously evil smile on her face. Thirty minutes later we were pulling into the garage. Marie led me into the house and then to the bedroom. “George, you were so cute when you fainted. I wasn’t too worried until you fell and hit your head. Are you OK now?”
“Yes,” I replied with a grin of my own, “but I think I’d better lie down and get out of these tight clothes.” I took off my loose golf shirt and my baggy shorts to lie naked on the bed. I extended a hand to Marie. That was all it took. She had most of her clothes off by the time she reached me. In bra and panties she joined me on the bed. I pulled her into a long deep kiss as I ran my fingers through her long black hair. I broke the kiss and moved my attentions to her long graceful neck, and then to her shoulders, and then to her breasts. Like the rank amateur I was I struggled to remove her bra until Marie took pity on me, shrugging it off with a giggle in only a second. I took one of her hard hot nipples into my mouth. “I’m already envious of our children,” I whispered. “I’m going to miss suckling you.”
“I’m going to miss you doing it, too, but I’m sure you can find something else to suck. You can, can’t you?
“I think I’m headed there right now,” I told her as I moved farther down her body. I slipped her panties from her legs and found my objective—her delicious moist pussy. I moved between her long strong legs to stroke her silky thighs. I inhaled deeply, savoring her musky scent until I leaned forward to run my tongue up one side of her labia and down the other. Marie moaned and gasped repeatedly under my ministrations. Changing tactics I moved my tongue to the center of her slit to drink the pussy juice from her fountain. Over and over I slurped up her fluids. Moving up I teased her clit. It was hard as a pebble and oh so hot. I nibbled and sucked it between my teeth bringing Marie to a long and strong orgasm.
“Come up here and kiss me,” she ordered. I obeyed instantly. She kissed and licked herself from my sodden face. “George,” she cooed, “that was great but right now I need you to stick that great big cock into my tiny tight pussy. Lie on your back so I can climb on top of you. I did, and she did. Very slowly she lowered herself onto my erection. When she bottomed out she leaned forward, stopping inches above my face. Looking straight into my eyes she told me how much she loved me, and then she showed it by fucking me for more than an hour. She used her vaginal muscles to squeeze my cock as she milked me over and over. All told, I came five times—once for every one she gave herself.
“Enough, Marie, I love you and I love making love with you, but you’re going to kill me. I’d like to live long enough to see our children.” Marie stopped moving on my cock, but not removing it from her pussy as she laid her head on my shoulder. Not surprisingly, we fell asleep almost immediately.
Chapter 7
We had a lot of re-planning to do. One of the problems with twins is that when one wakes up he/she wakes up the other. Should we have them in separate rooms, or together in one? Should we keep our carriage and get another like it, or get a tandem? We would need another crib and all the supplies that go with it. How many additional blankets and outfits would we need? Oh—the joy of having twins! It turned out that I worried too much. Marie took all this in stride and in only a week or so she had it all straightened out.
Meanwhile I was making plans of my own. I took Marie with me when I went to get fitted for new golf clubs. She told me that she had never played, but she had been a successful softball and volleyball player in high school and she was incredibly coordinated and limber so I thought she might enjoy learning the game. Besides, it would give me the opportunity to show off my lover. I’d seen plenty of men’s eyes follow her at restaurants and shows. I loved being seen with Marie almost as much as I loved her, and that was with all my heart. I knew I’d never have anything to be jealous of. Marie loved me as much as I loved her—probably more!
Marie had once told me that she didn’t care about the money I had won and when I showed her credit cards in her name she proved it. She could have spent thousands on clothes, cosmetics, perfume—whatever she wanted. She used the cards to buy groceries, gas for the X5, and supplies for the babies—nothing for herself, even though she obviously was going to need almost a whole new wardrobe. If I hadn’t taken her shopping for these things I think she would have gone naked all the time. I loved seeing her body, especially her swelling belly, but there were times we had to go out in public. One of the things I insisted she buy was a swimsuit. We lived near the beach and I wanted to take advantage as often as possible.
In mid-May I suggested we plan to go to the local beach for the Memorial Day weekend—the official start of the season. Marie asked to wait to see how the weather would be. On Saturday morning I packed the car even though the skies were overcast. Marie balked until I told her I was pretty sure it would clear up after we got there. “That’s not what the weatherman says,” Marie countered.
“I have my own weatherman,” I told her, “and my weatherman reports to a higher authority!” Marie rolled her eyes, but nodded saying, “I can always read a book on my Kindle, George. If you really want to go it’s OK with me.”
We left for the municipal beach around 10:30, arriving about fifteen minutes later. The municipal lot was jammed so I went next door to the fishing pier, paying $10 for the privilege of using their lot. I carried our stuff over the dunes searching for an open spot. We eventually found one in front of a large group of women in their 30’s and 40’s. Golf widows, I guessed. Once I had set up the umbrella and chairs Marie applied lotion to my body and then invited me to do the same to her. Just touching her sensuous skin was usually enough to give me a raging erection and today was no exception. Marie laughed when she saw the tent in my suit. “Oh, George, if we were home I could do something about that. I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to wait until we get back there.”
“You’re well worth the wait, Marie. Now, at least, I have something to look forward to, don’t I?” I kissed her and we sat back to enjoy the day. We were relaxing and reading when Marie asked me, “What’s that, George?” pointing to a small plane pulling a large banner.
“Oh, that’s how a lot of restaurants and tourist attractions advertise around here. I remember that, don’t ask me how, from my prior life—you know, when I visited the area.” We sat in silence at the plane passed us, towing a banner for the Ripley’s Aquarium in Myrtle Beach. We went back to our reading until maybe a half hour later. “Here comes another one, Marie. I can’t quite make out what it says. Can you read it?”
Marie leaned forward, placing her Kindle into her bag. She stared at the banner for almost thirty seconds then she looked at me. She returned to the banner that everyone could clearly see read “MARIE, WILL YOU MARRY ME?” and when she turned to me again I was on one knee. “Well, Marie, am I going to have to ask you twice?” I could see tears come to her eyes.
“No, George, I mean yes. Oh, you know what I mean.” Marie dug her long slender fingers into my hair and pulled me into a long kiss as the women behind us started to cheer and applaud. It was at that exact moment that the clouds disappeared, bathing the beach in bright sunlight. We both noticed it and nodded at each other. Our marriage would be blessed in Heaven!
When Marie broke the kiss I dug into my pocket, retrieving a blue velvet-covered box. I pulled out a ring, her ring—a 2.5 carat solitaire in a platinum setting. I don’t know whose hand was shaking more—hers or mine—as I slowly slipped it onto her finger. “I hope you like it Marie. If you don’t I can get you another.”
“Don’t you dare, George Shaw; I love it and I love you.” The ring was just the right size, thanks to one I had recently “borrowed” for the jeweler. Of course, our new fan club had to see it, kiss Marie, and congratulate me. Being women they had immediately recognized that Marie was pregnant, but were thrilled when they learned she would have twins. Marie just had to tell them how I had fainted in the doctor’s office when I got the news—they laughed; I turned red until Marie leaned over to give me another sweet kiss.
On Tuesday morning we went to the town hall for our license and, after lunch, we returned to be married. It was by far the happiest day of my young life.
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Bo meets Mya at the club. Gorgeous Asian girl turns out to be a tgirl. This is my first fictional transgirl experience.
Thanks again for sticking with me. This was as far as I got with these two. I may revisit depending on the reception the story gets
Since my first part got many likes and nice comments, i decided to make a part two to my story involving Steven and Jane.
If you haven’t read part one, please do and remember to rate and comment! Thanks, and enjoy!
I woke up that morning and found that Jane had left before I could wake up. I was starting to feel my stomach twist, and then I saw it. She left a note on her pillow which read:
“No I did not ditch you, stop worrying so much :P”
I smiled at that
“I left early to go check on my siblings, David has been watching them almost 2 days now and I KNOW that they are a handful, and I would like to relieve him of this for a while. I don’t know if I’ll be back tonight, or if David will be going home soon, so call me at this number at about 10 and We can talk.
Last night was fun, I really enjoyed that.”
There was small winky face drawn at the very bottom
I looked at the clock and saw that it was already 10:27
I rushed to the phone on the night stand and picked it up.
I dialed the number and it began to ring
After about 5 rings, someone picked up.
“Helloooooo?”
It was a little boy.
“Um hi, is Jane there?”
“Yea! Shes here, she’s cooking food for us!”
“That’s nice, do you think I could talk to her please?”
“Mmm, no.”
I haaaaate kids, I didn’t know how to deal with them.
“Why not?”
“because!”
Now I was a little irritated to say the least.
Then I heard Janes voice in the background
“Joshua! Put that phone down right now!”
I heard a small argument between Jane and her little brother before finally hearing Jane pick up the phone.
“Hello? Steven?”
“Yea I’m here, what was that?”
“I’m sorry! Joshua is the little brat in the family, he’s always messing with everyone, but he’s a little sweetheart most of the time.”
I’m sure
“It’s fine. So what happened? Is David there?”
“oh my gosh! I totally forgot about David! He’s already on his way home, he left about five minutes ago, so you need to get out of the bedroom and clean up any mess we might have made.”
“Alright no problem, he probably knows what went down anyways, but I’ll get right on it.”
“Yea true, ok thanks. Hey listen, call me again in a few hours, if that’s ok. I would love it if we could find a way to spend time together again.”
I heard some fighting in the background, a brother and sister.
“Knock it off you two! I have to go, a few hours k?”
Then she hung up.
I looked around and tidied up as much as I could, leaving no evidence of our little event last night.
I washed some dishes and fixed the couch cushions. I was just about done and getting ready to leave when David walked up to the door and started unlocking it.
He walked in and put his jacket on a hanger near the door.
“Steven! Hey I talked to Jane, she seemed to have had a great time, thanks a lot. She immediately started fixing breakfast and bathing her little sisters when she got there. Let me tell you, those kids are pretty crazy haha. I couldn’t sleep much so I’m off to take a nap. You’re welcome to anything in the fridge before you go.
“Thanks, I appreciate it”
I went to get a bowl of cereal, and while pouring my milk I see him walk down in only his boxers.
“Were either of you in my bed last night?”
Fuck me.
“Um, yea, I think Jane slept in there, I took the couch.”
“Ah I see, I guess she must’ve had a little fun “alone” time haha. I saw some stains on the covers and wondered. It’s totally fine though, I’ll wash the covers right now.”
I let out a huge sigh of relief
I was so afraid he’d go ballistic.
“To be honest, I am a little disappointed Steven. There was a beautiful girl in my bed pleasuring herself and there you were on the couch. Haha, kid, you need to work on your game.”
I let out a nervous laugh then watched as he went back up stairs.
I got home and noticed that no one was home, but there was a note on the fridge.
“Steven, me and your mother are going out of town for the week to visit your uncle, we will be back next week. Be very careful and make sure to fill up your car if you go out. We left some money for food and other stuff you might need.
Love, Dad.”
Cool! A whole week without my folks, that could be awesome.
No school, no family, no chores, nothing but freedom.
I sat around watching cartoons all day and realized that it was 5 PM now, and I hadn’t called Jane.
I started dialing her number and hoped that she would be the one to pick up.
“H-hello?”
It was either Jane, or one of the older sisters.
“Hey, is Jane there?”
“Steven!”
Thank god it was her.
” I was wondering when youd call.”
“Yea sorry about that, I was a bit busy.”
“Tell me about it, I barely got the kids to calm down, theyre all watching a movie right now.”
She barely ever had time for herself, I can’t imagine how stressful her day to day must be
“So listen Jane, my parents are out of town all week and I was wondering if you would like to come over, or go out somewhere some night.”
It got really quiet and I could feel her thinking of what to say.
“Umm I don’t know, I can’t really leave my siblings alone that long. I don’t want to bother David again, he seemed really tired from babysitting.”
She got quiet again, then I heard her start her next sentence with a bit of excitement.
“But you could over here! You could cook us dinner and meet everyone! I’m sure they’d loooove you.”
There was so much excitement in her voice, I couldn’t just say no.
So I agreed to go over in about an hour.
I arrived at her house at about 6:30, and it was already getting a bit dark. I was greeted by Jane who was wearing a tank top of shorts/leggings.
“Hey! Come in, have a seat anywhere”
She walked me to the living room, and I could not help but look at her small tight butt in those leggings. They had ridden up a bit and it looked so hot.
“I’ll be right back”
Jane then walked up stairs, moving her hips side to side, showing off her sexy curves.
I looked to my right and saw about 6 kids all bunched up on the couch, some laying down in front of it. They all had their eyes glued to the old tv set. They were all watching toy story 3, enjoying the adventures of woody and buzz.
I sat next to one of the girls who looked up at me.
“Who are you?”
The other kids then noticed me and all stared at me
“I’m Steven, I’m your sisters friend.”
I said trying to seem as nice as possible.
“Jane has friends?” a little boy asked jokingly.
The other 2 boys laughed while the 3 girls shushed and hit them.
I could only assume that he was Joshua.
Jane came into the room, wearing nice blouse and some tight jeans. I guess she was trying to look nicer for me, but I honestly liked the other outfit a lot more.
“Steven can you come here a second?”
I followed her into the kitchen were she looked at me like a sad puppy.
“My brothers and sisters have not had a good meal in a long time. And I know you just got here, but can you please-”
“Ofcourse, don’t worry about it Jane. I’ll make you guys the best dinner you’ll ever have.”
I Smiled and gave a wink at her.
“Thank you thank you thaaaaaank you!”
She squealed while hugging me. She gave me a peck on the lips which felt really nice.
I looked over her shoulder and noticed Joshua standing there watching us.
“Sis?”
“What’s the matter Joshua?”
“Is he your boyfriend?”
She looked at me as if wanting me to answer for her
“Umm… No we are just really good friends thats all.”
“Friends kiss?”
He sure had a lot of questions for an eleven year old.
“They do sometimes, it’s normal.”
He looked up at me, then back at Jane. He ran back to the room and yelled to his brothers and sisters.
“It IS her boyfriend!”
I could hear laughing and giggling from all of them
Me and Jane were laughing to, then she looked at me and I could see that she was trying to figure out if I wanted to be her boyfriend. She slowly grabbed my hand and was rubbing it while looking into my eyes.
“I guess I should get dinner started.”
She snapped back into reality and looked at her hand holding mine.
“Oh! Right sorry, need help?”
“No it’ll be fine, you go watch the movie with your siblings.”
She smiled at me, then ran off to join her family.
I hadn’t had butterflies in my stomach since my 2nd grade crush, and I didn’t know HOW to deal with them.
I cooked up some chicken and rice, some cut up potato wedges that my dad had taught me to make.
It wasn’t much, but they didn’t really have much food to begin with.
Jane called her siblings into this kitchen and they all swarmed the food, grabbing plates and cups- trying to see who could get the most. They looked like they hadn’t eaten in days.
Me and Jane sat there laughing at them all, smiling at eachother
“Wow! This is so much better then what Jane makes us all the time!”
Joshua began to agree with the other boy, “Yea, this doesnt taste like crap”
All three boys laughed, and the girls didn’t seem to hear, they were all into their meals.
Jane just shook her head and looked at me.
“Thanks, they really needed this.”
“No problem”
I said while giving her a warm smile.
It was about 8:30 when all the kids were up in their rooms and left me and Jane to clean up.
We washed all the dishes and then say down on the couch.
“They usually all stay in their rooms at this time, playing games and stuff”
That’s good, now me and Jane had some time together.
She scooted over to get close to me, then finally leaned her head on my shoulder and closed her eyes.
“I’m so tired, I wanna just fall asleep here.”
I wrapped my arm around her and she adjusted her body to get comfortable while also making a small giggling noise.
She looked up at me now with a serious face
“Your really sweet, you know that? I felt so bad about making you cook all that food.”
“It’s fine, I was glad too.”
She smiled at me, then began to kiss me gently. She lifted her hand and placed it on my cheek.
We hadn’t kissed like this before. Back at David’s house, we kissed like animals who were let out of their cages after being held captive for years.
Now, we were kissing like two lovers who were incredibly in love.
She gently stuck her tongue out and licked my lips, then proceeded to place her tongue inside my mouth, exploring it.
She then stopped and looked at me
“Sorry, I’ve never really kissed a guy before you… Too much tongue?”
I didn’t reply, I just pulled her close and began making out with her. Now we were tongue wrestling, jamming our tongues as far as possible into the others mouth.
She was biting and sucking on my lips, while I was massaging her breasts.
She began to moan and pant. She was really easy to turn on.
“Not here… We can’t.”
She gently pushed me off.
“I don’t want them to walk in on us or anything.”
“Its ok.”
Daaaamnit. I had a semi chubby going on here and now I have to call him off.
“it’s pretty late, I think you should go, ill have to tuck them in soon.”
She walked me to door and then outside to my car.
She grabbed my hand and just held it, playing with my fingers
“I’m really glad you came, Steven.”
“Me too.”
“I wish you could stay, but the kids-”
“Yea. I know, it’s ok. Maybe we can get another day to spend alone.”
She smiled with hope in her eyes.
“I’d like that”
We kissed, an then she watched me drive off while waving.
I got home and instantly went to bed, thinking of ways that we could get together again.
I had a dream that night, Jane came to my house wearing sexy lingerie. She pushed me onto the couch and gave me a lap dance. Showing off her b-cup sized tits and firm ass.
She grinded her ass on my cock and then she started rubbing her tits on my face while whispering, “How bad you want me?”
She started rubbing my cock through my pants, then she finally unzipped me and took out my fully erect penis
She was about to start sucking me off when suddenly.
“Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!”
Fucking alarm clock? Why the fuck was that on?”
I smacked it, turning it off. I tried to fall asleep and go back to my wet dream, but it wasn’t happening.
I woke up frustrated at my stupid clock for ruining an awesome dream. It wasn’t the first time too.
I spent all day cleaning the house, mowing the lawn, and trimming the hedges. Nothing Was on tv, so might as well be productive.
While finishing up some yard work, I saw David come out of his house and look over to me.
“Morning Steven!”
I waved back and smiled
“Morning!”
He walked over and patted my back.
“Need any help?”
“Nah, I’m just finishing up.”
He nodded
“Hey, I noticed you weren’t here last night, I could hear your house phone ringing all night.”
Crap, my parents
“I think someone might have been trying check up on you.”
“Yea I totally forgot, I was helping Jane out with-”
“Jane? You were with her?”
“Yea, I was cooking dinner for her and her siblings”
“That’s really nice of you.”
He smiled and patted my back again.
“So… Did you make something happen?”
Was he seriously interested in hearing if we had sex or not?
“Um, no sir. All we did was eat and watch some tv.”
He looked disappointed
“Well when are you gonna see her again?”
“I don’t know, she’s always busy with her brother and sisters, I can’t really just go over there asking to spend time with just HER, you know?”
He stood there looking up, as of thinking of a plan
He finally looked at me and chuckled.
“Leave that to me Steve.”
He finally patted me one more time and walked back to his house.
I wonder what he was up too?
Later than night, I got a phone call.
I answer it, and it’s my Dad.
“Son! Why didn’t you answer last night?”
“Hey dad, I’m sorry, I was passed out, I was really tired.”
He just gave a small “hmm.”
I think he bought it
“Ok, well I was checking up on you to make sure your ok, make sure you lock up and don’t invite anyone over, got that?”
“Yea Dad”
“Ok, we love you, have a good time.”
He hung up, and as I walked over to the couch, it rang again
I picked up, a little annoyed
“What now Dad? I’ll lock up, promise!”
“Steven? It’s David.”
“Oh, hey David, sorry I thought you were my Dad.”
He chuckled a bit
“It’s ok, listen. I talked to Jane and told her that I could babysit for her more often since my work hours have been shortened. I can help watch the kids while you show her a nice night out!”
David really cared about this girl, I could tell he was really trying to make her happy. He really was a great guy
He always helped out my dad with bills and even helped me fix my bike when I was younger since my dad couldnt.
“Yea, ok that sounds great”
“Awesome, she will need a reason to go out, so that’s up to you kiddo. I’m not busy tomorrow, so try scheduling a date with her as early as 5 pm. I can sleep over her house if needed, but I’d rather not. Those kids are pretty crazy when Jane is gone.”
We both laughed
“I’ll see what she says, thanks David”
“No problem-o kid. Goodnight.”
I immediately dialed Jane’s number and almost instantly, she picked up.
“Hey Jane, it’s Steven”
“Oh hi!”
She sounded really excited to hear my voice. And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t to hear hers. She always sounded so up beat and girly, it was really cute.
“So hey, are you busy tomorrow night? ”
“Well ya silly, I have to take my brothers to their soccer game, and find a babysitter for the girls.”
Well I guess tomorrow wouldn’t work out.
“Oh, ok…”
“Wait, why?”
“I was going to ask you if you wanted to go out tomorrow.”
“Out? Like out-out?”
I smiled, “Yes ‘out-out’. A date.”
She got quiet, then I heard her tapping on something, trying to figure out a way to make it work.
“Ok! Yea that sounds good, I have an idea. Come over tomorrow at around 5:30, I’ll find a babysitter.”
“You sure?”
“Yea! It’ll be fun!”
“Ok, well I will see you tomorrow.”
“Yep! Night”
“Night”
I had butterflies again, I was actually going to go on a date. I never actually went on one before, so I was feeling really nervous.
I hopped in the shower, and headed off to bed. I was really excited, so it took a while to fall asleep.
I didn’t have a sexy dream that night, but instead a romantic one. We were holding hands walking down the beach, watching the sun set. We began to passionately kiss and and we began to make sweet love on the beach. We were the only people there, which doesn’t seem really realistic, but it’s a dream do whatever.
I woke up to that alarm clock again, but this time I was glad. I didn’t want to screw this up by oversleeping.
It was about 11 o’ clock when I got a phone call from Jane
“Hey! We still on right?”
“Yea, definitely.”
“Ok great, because I have a babysitter, we can be out pretty late.”
Sweet, I bet it was David
“Alright well, I’ll see you at 5:30”
“Cool, can’t wait.”
We hung up, and I started thinking of what to do to pass the time.
I got up and decided to go for a jog around the neighborhood, thinking of what might happen on tonight’s date.
I remembered that I hadn’t worn a condom last time, but I had came in her asshole, so there was no problem. But I guess I should go get condoms to be safe.
I jogged to the quickest market, one with a self check out, to avoid any embarrassing confrontations.
I bought some Trojan condoms and quickly left the store, heading home.
I never had condoms before, weird for an 18 year old guy. I knew how to use them, sex Ed really doesn’t leave any details out
I took a shower and then began getting ready for my date. I opened the box of condoms, when I noticed something.
These condoms were fucking huge!
“What the hell…”
I started questioning my penis size, thinking that I had an unusually small penis.
Then I noticed the title.
Trojan- Magnum. XL condoms.
“fuck me!”
I threw them off my bed and quickly hopped in my car and drove back to a store closer to my house.
It was 5:10, so I needed to hurry
It was a mini mart, with a section begin the counter for condoms.
Just my luck. A teenage, GIRL, cashier.
“Hello, can I help you find something?”
“Um, yea. Can I get a pack of those… Uh those…”
I was trying to point at the condoms but I think my aim was off.
“Cigarettes? I’ll need to see an I.D. For that.”
“No, no, the condoms…”
“Oh! Ok, which ones?”
She walked over to the area with all the condoms and stared at me
“Um, any are fine.”
She grabbed a pack of Trojan Exctacy condoms and scanned them.
“That’ll be $10.37, would you like a bag?”
I looked over my shoulder and noticed a little old lady staring at my condoms with an evil glare
“Yes please.”
I quickly got in my car and headed to Janes house, I got there at about 5:25, perfect.
Just as I arrived, David and Jane, and all the kids were walking out of the house.
“Thanks so much David, this is really nice of you!”
“Hey it’s no problem, anything to help.”
They saw me getting out of my car and they both smiled and waved
David was getting the kids into the car, and I could see the girls were a little upset.
“Why do WE have to go to their soccer game too?”
David looked at me, then back at the girls.
He whispered something to them, and they began to laugh
They all got into the car, and they were quickly gone.
I walked up to Jane and there was an awkward silence between us
“You ready to go?”
“Yea” she smiled at me, and I smiled back
“Oh yea, wanna take my car?”
I turned around and saw my crappy station wagon. I knew it was a girl repellant.
“Sure thing.”
She handed me the keys and smiled
“You want me to drive it?”
“Well yea! I mean I always felt bad that I bought it, even though you really wanted it.”
I chuckled, “Even after my little accident with ‘Joey’?”
She laughed, “Sure, just be careful!”
We drove to a movie theater about 45 minutes away, it was the closest one.
On the way there we were play arguing about whether we should watch spider man, or batman.
She ended up winning, and we watched spiderman.
I admit, the movie was pretty amazing. *ba dum TSS*
After the movie, we got some ice cream at a little shop next to the theater.
We sat a small table and I noticed a couple in the corner, making out like crazy.
Jane noticed I was looking, so she turned over to see.
She looked back at me and giggled
“Someone’s getting lucky tonight!”
I laughed, “Hope he’s not the only one.”
It got really quiet, I felt so stupid for saying that. She looked at me with a small smile, not knowing if she thought it was funny, or if she had thought the same thing
“Oh- uh I’m sorry.”
“Haha it’s ok, who knows? Maybe someone else WILL get lucky”. She licked the tip of her ice cream very slowly, the put a bit of it in her mouth.
She began moving her tongue wildly around the top of her ice cream, trying to seduce me. It was actually working too.
I began to laugh, when I saw the guy at the register looking at us with an awkward look on his face.
Me and Jane looked at eachother and started cracking up. We both got out stuff and left quickly.
Since batman had just opened up in theaters, there wasn’t much parking, so we had to park down the hill in a secluded area.
We got to the car and we had both just finished our ice cream.
We sat inside the car, listening to the radio for a while, talking about the movie and what our favorite parts had been.
She finally made the first move by placing her hand on my thigh, slowly rubbing it
“This was really fun, I’m glad you brought me.”
She looked really hot tonight. She was wearing a pink blouse, with a tank top underneath and short shorts since it was kind of hot tonight.
She had the first few buttons of her blouse unbuttoned, so a bit of cleavage of was showing
She leaned in and kissed my cheek.
“Your a fun date” she said smiling.
She started moving her hand closer to my crotch and then stopped, looked up at me with her beautiful eyes and I could see the lustfulness in her face. She wanted to fuck right NOW
We wouldn’t last the 45 minute drive back to her place, we would need to find a motel or something, but I hadn’t brought enough money!
“Let’s get in the back.”
She nudged her head towards the back seats.
I looked around the area and there weren’t any people in sight.
We quickly got out and into the back seats of the car when she got on my lap and started making out with me
This was the same kind of kissing we did back at David’s house, animalistic and primal like. She was jamming her tongue in my mouth squirming all over me. She started unbuttoning my flannel shirt and kissing my neck.
After taking off my shirt she quickly started going after my neck, sucking on it and gently biting it. I couldn’t help myself from groaning a bit, it felt really good to have her go at me like that.
She started licking my neck, leading up to my ears. She gently nibbled on my ear lobe and licked the inside of my ear, giving me an instant boner.
Then she seductively whispered into my ear, “Mmm, someone’s awake down stairs…”
I smiled as she started lifting up my t shirt, gently kissing my neck and playing with my nipples.
She began to go down to my belt, but I quickly stopped her and brought her back up
She looked at me, puzzled
“This time, I’ll go first.”
She giggled
“I won’t argue”
I began kissing her cleavage and massaging her breasts. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back.
“mmm…”
I started unbuttoning her shirt. She was only wearing her tank top now, no bra.
She backed off me a bit and began lowering the straps off her shoulders
It was dark, but I could still make out her tiny pink nipples which were erect and standing tall.
She then grabbed my cheeks and gave me one big passion filled kiss before I started at her tits.
I began making small circles around her right nipple with my tongue while playing with the other with my fingers.
I slowly flicked her nipple with my tongue, teasing her and trying to savor the sweet taste.
I put my entire mouth over her nipple and began sucking and licking furiously. Her body began squirming and she pulled my head closer
I took my left hand and slid it down the back of her shorts, past her panties and made my way down to her asshole.
I stuck my middle finger in her asshole and started moving it in and out gently
She got a little scared, but the began to enjoy it.
I continued to suck and slurp on her nipple while listening to her sweet moans of pleasure.
“mmm, yea like that… Faster…”
I began fingering her asshole harder and licking as fast as I could
She let out a small squeal of pleasure and opened her mouth really wide.
She slowly pushed me off her tit and began kissing me like crazy again
I took my hand out of her shorts and she began to unbuckle her belt.
She easily pulled down her shorts and revealed the sexiest white panties, which we quickly tossed aside and lost them somewhere in the darkness of the car
She backed up to the door as much as possible and spread her legs as far as she could
I lowered myself and began smelling her sweet warm cunt.
I kissed her inner thigh and looked up to see that her head was turned towards the seat, eyes closed
I slowly began to stick my tongue deep into her juicy wet pussy. I pushed as far as possible, moving my tongue side to side.
I began to quickly move my tongue in and out of her pussy.
He breathing quickly picked up, her moaning suddenly got a lot louder than before
I took my tongue out and began sucking her clit. Now she was really squirming
I licked her clit fiercely, and I stuck two finger in her pussy, pushing in and out at an incredible speed
She grabbed my head and pulled me closer, Her body unable to hold still
Her pussy began to tighten up again like before, she was about to cum.
I went as fast as possible with my tongue, and fingers.
She tasted so good, I wanted this to last for ever
Finally, i heard a high pitched squeal and her body stopped moving.
A load of lady-cum flew from her pussy and into my mouth. I stayed there, still licking and sucking- making sure I swallowed each drop of her juices.
She pulled me up and held me close
She had her forehead against mine, panting, trying to regain some energy.
“I… That was…”
She kissed me and began squeezing the bulge in my pants.
She didn’t say another word, she just went down there and whipped out my fully hard cock and quickly jammed it in her mouth.
She quickly went up and down, making no effort to take it slow
She began jerking me and licking my shaft up and down, then again started sucking me off
She took the head in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it, sucking on it at the same time.
She took It out of her mouth and began licking the very tip of my cock, making me groan in pleasure
God it felt amazing!
I grabbed her hair and she got the picture.
She placed my cock in her wanting mouth again, looked up at me, then winked.
I began moving her head up and down at a steady pace, watching as she took every inch of my hard cock into her warm an wet mouth.
She slurped and sucked like if it were that Ice cream from earlier.
She wouldn’t let any saliva reach my balls, she kept licking it up and sucking it off my shaft before it got to low.
She literally was sucking me dry
I started moving her head up and down fast, sticking my cock all the way in- to the back of her throat
She began to tear up a bit, when I started feeling my balls tighten up.
I was ready to cum when she suddenly took all of me in and stayed at the bottom, gagging and slurping my cock.
I couldn’t hold it, I came inside her mouth- releasing tons of jizz directly into her throat. She stayed there with her eyes closed, still gagging a bit- but she wanted this. She held on to my legs while swallowing every last drop, then finally lifted herself off my dick
She stroked my dick a bit, licking any bit of cum of saliva that was left, and finally gave my cock a nice kiss on the tip of the head.
My body shuddered a bit, and she giggled.
She started licking my balls, and sucking them gently. She looked up at me and winked.
“Ill wake him up, he still needs to fuck my tight little asshole”
Almost instantly I felt my cock throb a bit. I was starting to get hard again
She was just surprised as me, looking at it with wide eyes
“Doesn’t it usually take a while?”
I smiled, “sometimes.”
She laughed, and began sucking my half hard cock, trying to get it harder faster
I was finally back to full power when she lifter her body and turned around, facing the front of the car
I slowly lowered her body onto my lap.
I licked my finger and slowly inserted into her asshole, damn it was so tight!
I inserted my dick slowly into her pulsing ass, and watched as she slowly went all the way down.
I could feel her sigh, trying to get comfortable with it.
After a few minutes of slow anal fucking, she began to speed up, grinding her hips on my dick
She finally started bouncing her nice tight ass up and down on my cock, making loud clapping noises each time
I began moving my hips with her rhythm, and it increased the pleasure for both of us by a shit load ( ba dum tss)
She held onto the front passenger seat as she took every inch of me into her little pink hole.
I could hear her moaning in pleasure now, no more pain
“Oh yea, fuck my ass, fuck it hard!”
Grabbed her waist and started ramming my dick into her furiously
She had to adjust to this speed, she let out a small “Woaaah” and then put her hands on the ceiling of the car
I jammed my cock as far as I could and pounded her tight ass like It would be my last
I was going so fast, her moans began to vibrate with the rhythm we were going
I was ready to cum when she finally hopped off me and turned to face me
“I want you to fuck my pussy!”
Began sticking my pulsing cock into her, when I stopped her
“Wait, I have a condom-”
“No, please just hurry, fuck me now”
I didn’t want to fuck her without a condom, I was afraid of what might happen.
“No I can’t-”
“I’m on the pill, I started after our first time.”
I couldn’t process what was going on, and I didn’t even answer after that
She finally took my dick and quickly jammed it into her pussy
She had her hands around the headrest of my seat and began bouncing on top of me. I could feel all her juices flow from her pussy down onto my cock.
She was incredibly wet.
By now I don’t care about a condom, I just wanted to cum.
Got her off me and placed her in doggy style position across the seats
She spread her pussy for me and gasped as I forced my way into her
I was ramming her hard, pushing her up against the car door
She was crying out now, almost yelling from the pleasure
“Oh yes, yes! Faster!”
I reached around and grabbed both her tits, cupping them in my hands.
“squeeze my tits harder baby, uuunh make me yours!”
her pussy exploded juice all over my balls, and some squirted on my chest
She cried out in Exctacy
“oh my GOD! Oh!”
I didn’t stop, I kept going, more enthusiastic about it then ever
Her wet pussy was making squishing sounds now as I fucked her and it was so sexy
I was ready to cum, so I took out my cock, flipped her over, and came on her chest
I let out about 5 streams of cum all over her tits, and some on her face.
She fell back into the seat, full of sweat.
She lifted herself up a bit, and laid on the side of the seat
“Why didn’t you cum inside?”
I looked at her, afraid to tell her I didn’t believe her about the pill.
“I’ve always just wanted to do that… Ever since I saw it in porn videos.”
She giggled then looked at me seriously
“I lied, about the pill.”
My heart sunk, why would she lie?
“I was just so turned on, I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t want to wait for you to slip on a condom. I’m sorry.”
She looked down, disappointed with herself.
“It’s ok, Really.”
I smiled at her, and she smiled back.
I leaned in to kiss her, when she suddenly pulled away when our lips nearly met.
“Wait, I should get cleaned up first.”
I looked at her and saw cum dripping all over her, some getting onto the seats
“Oh, right sorry”
She laughed, “We’d better clean the seats up to.”
After about 10 minutes, we had cleaned up and were on our way home. She fell asleep with her head placed on the window.
We arrived at we house, and noticed that David’s car was parked in the driveway.
We both got out of the car and kissed goodnight.
“I cant wait for our next date!”
“Me neither.”
We kissed one more time and I headed towards my car, when I heard her whisper something to herself while checking the backseat of her car.
“Where the HELL are my panties?!”
I looked back at her, and smiled.
The end.
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This is a continuation of a transsexual and incest story. If your sensibilities are offended by that, continue reading at your discrection, having been warned.
For those who have been waiting eagerly for this chapter, no further introduction is needed. But for all others, allow me to recap the highlights here:
Michael had been living with his high school sweetheart, April, but also with a deep secret. When she discovered his cross-dressing tendencies, she threw him out, and flamed what he was doing to all of Facebook.
With nowhere else to go, he went to his sister’s place. Jessica not only welcomed him, she had even encouraged him to dress up, if he wanted to. Feeling confident by her offer, Michael transformed into Michelle for the night. That was when he discovered that Jessica knew about his desire to not only cross-dress, but to actually be a woman, and had been planning for this day for nearly six years, ever since she caught Michelle masturbating while wearing her clothes. That night, things quickly escalated, as the two siblings, now forever sisters, made love.
During a confidence-building trip to the mall, Michelle discovered that Jessica had a secret bank account just for her, and she would have enough money to buy whatever she needed to make her transition complete, everything from clothes, hormones pills, and even implants. Money wouldn’t be an obstacle for Michelle’s transformation.
It was two weeks later, as Michelle was passing for a girl on a daily basis that April popped back into Michelle’s life. She was sorry for the way she treated ‘him’, and wanted to apologize to ‘him’ in person. She never got the chance, as Michael was no more, and Michelle arrived to accept the apology, while offering her own apology for hiding it for so long.
That night, Michelle came home to an emotional Jessica, who had just discovered that she was pregnant.
To complicate matters further, April decided she wanted to be an intimate part of Michelle’s new life, and asked Jessica to help her do that. As the conversation between them evolved, April figured out two important things: That she would have to be dominating and forceful to get back with Michelle, by not taking ‘no’ for an answer. And that the baby Jessica was going to have belonged to Michelle.
Armed with that information, April all but lured Michelle to their old apartment, and the two made love. Afterwards, as Michelle discovered how much April actually knew about her and her sister. April then invited her to a sleepover, one that Jessica and April had arranged specially for Michelle.
Enjoy the latest chapter.Sister’s Surprise, Chapter 6: The Slumber Party
April and I shared a quick shower after our impromptu lovemaking. She spent nearly the whole time commenting on the changes I was undergoing, from my slowly developing breasts, to the fine hair growing on my mound. “Even with the evidence staring me in the face”, she said as she bent over to give my clitty a quick kiss, “I can only see the beautiful girl you’re becoming”, she said sweetly, before giving me a kiss on the lips.
I left her apartment, my hand holding hers, reluctant to let go, as our grasp slowly slid from each others with our arms outstretched. From the door, she blew me a kiss, “See you tonight, Shelly”, she seductively whispered before closing the door.
I drove home quickly, unsure if I hadn’t broken a thousand traffic laws to get there. Jessica had some explaining to do. I wasn’t mad- well, maybe I was a little- but just mostly annoyed that she was making all these plans without even letting me know.
Of course, whatever irritation (and though I wouldn’t even admit it to myself, anger) I felt, melted away as soon as I walked in, and saw the door to our bedroom open. Jessica had just walked out of the shower, naked, her body glistening from the beaded water across her skin. Her brunette hair wrapped up in a towel to dry. My eyes only momentarily saw her breasts and hips- becoming instantly consumed in by lust over the beautiful creature- before my eyes fell to her stomach. Though not yet evident to the world, she was pregnant, with our child. That knowledge tempered my irritation.
“Oh.. hi Shelly”, she said, bending over to dry off her hair with the towel. “I take it lunch went well”, she glanced up at me with a playful, knowing smirk. She knew what April and I had just did. She either knew me well enough to know I’d sleep with her, or April had already called Jessica to confirm it.
“You set me up”, I said with enough playfulness in my voice to let her know I wasn’t mad.
“You’re right”, she said, mocking my playful voice. “I was naughty, and I need a spanking”, she said, before falling on the bed, her ass stuck up in the air, wiggling as if tempting me to do something more than just spank her.
She made a playful squeal as I took a step towards her, before rolling over to protect her bottom. I merely fell on the bed beside her, as we both giggled. As our breathing slowly returned to normal, she looked into my eyes. “Okay”, she started her confession, “she called me about a week ago, asking how to get back with you. And I may have given her some advice”. She rose from the bed, and finished drying her hair, leaving me dumfounded on the bed. “Advice that seemed to have worked”, she pointed out, as she opened her underwear drawer.
“We both know you love April”, she said, pulling a pair of black, satin panties from the drawer, and pulling them up her legs. She held the waistband of the shiny material out, and then let them snap against her hip, as if punctuating her next statement. “And I know you love me. That’s why I’m comfortable sharing you with her. And”, she added, pausing a moment to have her telling smile crease her lips, “maybe you can share her with me?”
“Jessy…”, I said, suddenly embarrassed, certain my whole body was blushing. She had said she was ‘sexually experienced’, but I never really thought about her with another woman. The thought of Jessica and April together, and also with me, was having a noticeable effect on me. My sister standing half-naked in front of me wasn’t helping, as I suddenly realized my panties were left at April’s apartment.
Jessica, of course, noticed too. “Calm down, Shelly”. She said, fishing out a red satin bra, one with no padding, which let the nipple be visibly erect as she clasped it behind her back. “We’ll have all night to play- just us girls”, she said, as she got some shorts and a T-shirt. “But Jennifer will be home soon, and it’ll be about an hour before Sarah comes to pick her up for her own sleepover”. She swayed over to me, placing a hand on my lap, rubbing my inner thigh through my skirt, before kissing me. “But once she’s gone…” She left the sentence trail off, as she turned away to finish dressing. But the sexual implications about what was going to happen tonight remained heavy in the air. “Now I left you plenty of hot water, so go take a shower, and get cleaned up…you kinda smell like cum and pussy right now”, she smiled.
The doorbell rang right at 6:30, and my heart nearly stopped. I was sitting in the living room, not paying attention to whatever was on the TV, as April jumped up and ran to the door. She was definitely excited about her plans for the night. “Hi April, I’m so glad you could come”, she then led April into our house by the hand.
“I wouldn’t have missed it for anything”, April said, handing her coat to Jessica. Beneath her beige overcoat was an outfit that I had only seen her wear once before, to mark our one year anniversary of living together. A sheer, silver dress hugged her hips and breasts tightly, ending mid-thigh, and accentuating every curve god gave her. The light cascading over her body gave the illusion of a goddess straight from Greek mythos, her dark hair falling in curls around her shoulders. There were no bra straps arching over her bare shoulders, and her nipples straining against the shiny material gave further evidence that she wasn’t wearing a bra. With her before me, I was suddenly overwhelmed with why I had loved her, and why I still loved her.
As Jessica returned, I saw her in a similar light, and took note of what she was wearing. A simple cotton t-shirt, the outline of her red bra clearly visible, with her own erect nipples aching to be released. Cut-off jeans, easily showing as much toned leg and thigh as April, completed her lazy but attractive look.
As for me, having no idea what to expect for the slumber party, I was wearing a pink cotton tank-top, the Superman emblem- or rather, the Supergirl emblem- silk-screened on the front, while a lacy white bra held my breast-forms snuggly to my chest. I wore a pair of silky white panties underneath a comfortable pair of pink pajama bottoms, also adorn with the Supergirl emblem across the rear.
“I love your dress”, Jessica said to April, snapping me out of whatever fantasy my mind concocted as I stared at the two beautiful girls in front of me. “I just hope you brought something a little more comfortable for later”.
April smiled, the same playful grin I’ve seen quite bit. “I’m afraid I didn’t bring anything else”, she said, pretending to pout. “I was hoping to borrow something of Michelle’s…unless you don’t mind me running around the house naked”.
The two vixens shared a small laugh as the noticed how uncomfortable I was at the situation. “Relax Shelly”, my sister finally said. “We’re just teasing you a little”, she said, guiding April to sit next to me on the couch. “We just want you to be comfortable tonight. We’ve both had years of practice on how to use our wiles to make men uncomfortable, and a girl-girl team up is just unfair to you”.
The rest of the night went much better. April indeed did change into my nighty, the purple silk one Jessica and I bought on our first outing to the mall. And I must say that it looked much better on her. Her full breasts filled in each cup, while the layered lace disguised her nipples to the naked eye. Of course, knowing where to look, or even openly staring as I was, there was no disguising her excitement. When she stood, the nighty was even shorter than the dress she had on earlier, ending right below her hips. And when she sat down, it rode up easily to expose the matching purple panties, my eyes falling to darkened shadows of her inner thighs.
I felt a pang of jealousy when I first saw her in my lingerie, and outfit I had only worn once, and only for my sister. But that feeling faded quickly once I saw how good she looked in them. Besides, my sister had taught me to share with my lover, and April was definitely my lover.
“Pizza will be here in about half an hour”, Jessica said, interrupting the movie- some chick-flick with Rene Zellwinger- that no one was paying attention to. Instead, we just sat around and chatted, eating popcorn, and drinking diet sodas.
“Okay Shelly”, April spoke up, looking me straight in the eye, “I’ve been thinking about just how good you look now”, she started with the flattery, as I had a growing lump in my stomach. “So much so, that I think you should be the one to give the delivery boy his ‘tip'”, she said, as her hand cupped her own breasts, making it very clear what I was supposed to do.
“You want me to flash the delivery boy?”, I asked, my feminine voice cracking slightly under the stress.
“Not exactly” my sister started, clearly a co-conspirator in this. “Every slumber party I’ve been at, one girl would always answer the door topless for the pizza. Look, we’re not going to make you if you don’t want to. This night is all about being comfortable as a woman. But as the only two people to see you naked, we can both attest that you have the goods to pull it off, not to mention what it will do for your confidence”.
Both girls stared at me, waiting to see what I would say next. I truth, I didn’t know. With my breast-forms, I was duplicating a healthy 38C chest, which easily held up against scrutiny from a passersby, even if all I was wearing was a bra. But topless, I hardly had breasts. Well, perhaps a little due to the hormones I was on, but it was a far cry from a real girls’ chest.
“I’ll do it”, I heard myself whisper. “I’ll do it”, I said again with more confidence than I actually felt.
My bra and breast-forms were temporarily hidden between the cushions of the couch, while my Supergirl tank-top was draped over a chair that was visible to anyone who opened the door. I stood topless near the entrance, two $20 bills clenched tightly in my trembling hand as the clock from the kitchen again mocked me, drowning out all sounds but its infernal ticking. I looked down at my bare chest, seeing my own nipples harden with excitement despite the panic and fear that threatened to overwhelm me. Thanks to the hormones, I wasn’t as flat chested as I had feared, as perky ‘A’ cups rose from my chest with every breath.
“I can’t do this”, I shouted in a panic, as I heard the car pull up to the driveway. I wrapped my arms across my chest as I ran for the bedroom.
It was April who stopped me, not so much as grabbing me, as just holding me. Her velvet voice then offered words of encouragement, “We’re not going to make you”, she said soothingly, while easing her embrace. “We said this was going to be a relaxing night for you, and we will honor that”, she looked deeply into my eyes. “But I want you to know, that you are a beautiful young woman, and anyone would love to see you like you are now. And we promise you”, she looked to Jessica to ensure that she was agreeing with everything she was saying, “that opening that door would only increase your confidence”.
The doorbell rang, and I had only seconds to decide. Would I empower myself by answering, or live in a constant state of self-doubt?
I opened the door slowly, seeing a boy who probably was only a year or two younger than I was, holding two large pizza boxes, as he stared at the receipt. “That’ll be thirty-one, twen….”. The rest of his words became an unintelligible murmur as his brown eyes widened. I stood there, completely topless to the stranger’s gaze, nervously letting him drink in my sexuality. Though my breasts were smaller than I wished, my erect nipples jutted out painfully from the small flesh from the excitement of it all. His eyes were transfixed on my young, budding chest. I had no idea which of use was more excited during the encounter, as I’m sure his heart was pumping blood just as fast as mine.
“Here you go. Keep the change”, I said cheerily as I handed him the money, making sure to use my most feminine voice, as we awkwardly exchanged the money for the boxes. His hand momentarily brushed against my skin as I took the boxes from him. In that millisecond, I felt a surge of power, the same power I felt when I went shopping for earrings, while flirting with the clerk. It was the power of being a sexual woman.
I closed the door on the stunned young man, turning arround to smile at Jessica and April as they smiled back. “Thanks for encouraging me to do that”, I said, suddenly at a loss for words. “That was….incredible”.
April walked up, pulled the pizzas from my hands (before my limp arms dropped them on the floor). “It was our pleasure”, she said, then kissed me. My head was swirling as her mouth pressed up against hers, our soft lips touching as lovers. She pulled her head away, a trail of saliva pulled between us before falling onto by breasts.
“We’re very proud”, my sister said, walking up to stand beside us, before planting a kiss on me too.
“That was hot”, April said, watching my sister’s lips tenderly pull away from mine. “I’ve always wanted to watch two sisters making out”.
“How about it, sis”, Jessica asked, peering into my eyes. I saw the fires of passion building behind her eyes, ready to consume her, me, and April. “Shall we give your girlfriend a show she’ll never forget?”
The question was rhetorical. Whatever stories the two may have spun about what would happen tonight-a relaxing time watching movies, make-up tips, or merely chatting about the weather- we all knew where the evening would take us: Sex. I was the object of both of their desires, and we all knew what would happen.
Taking the lead, somehow empowered by the brief encounter with the delivery boy, I guided Jessica to the couch, holding her hand as we both eased ourselves down. April sat in the chair directly across, nothing obscuring her view from the once-in-a-lifetime incestuous display about to be performed. Her legs parted as she rest her hands on her knees, leaning forwards so as to not miss a single sight, sound, or aroma of the act about to commence.
Once we were situated, my sister took the lead, as I felt her hand gripping my budding chest, massaging it gently, the way only another woman could. Her head leaned forward, her lips parting slightly to invite my tongue inside. The invitation was quickly accepted, as my own lips parted as they touched, my tongue eager to find hers.
Her attention to my breasts did not cease, her hands were a blur of sensation, switching between her palm cupping them, to her fingertips tracing around my areola, to her thumb and forefinger gently pinching and lightly twisting my excited nipples. It was not a sensation I was used to, but my sensitive breasts ached for more.
“Kiss her again”, April said, as if she were directing the sensual display. It wasn’t until she spoke, that I realized that our lips had separated. I was so consumed with my sister’s efforts on my breasts, that I didn’t even notice that my head had tilted backwards, my mouth agape and my eyes closed, as Jessica’s skilled hands teased every bit of excitement from my tits, while her lips danced across my neck.
Not wanting to disappoint our guest, my head flew down, my eyes and Jessica’s briefly making contact, as I eagerly locked my lips to hers, my tongue again penetrating her mouth, all while my hands reached for her chest, wishing desperately to give my sister the same erotic attention she was giving to my breasts. My hands fumbled over her t-shirt, mauling her like I was some high school boy getting to second base with his girlfriend for the first time. That was no way to treat my lover. I forced my hands to slow down, emulating her moves in slow, purposeful actions, even through her shirt and bra.
“Take her shirt off”, April’s voice was dripping with lust. I opened my eyes for a moment to see her in the same posture, licking her lips as the two lesbian sisters devour each other in a carnal way. I had somehow expected her to be leaning back, two fingers in her pussy trying to get herself to cum. I admired her self-restraint. She definitely wanted to savor the moment.
I reached down for the bottom of Jessica’s shirt, and pulled it up and over her head. Her hands stretched above her body, causing her full breasts to jut out, even contained in her thin bra. I tossed the shirt to April, who caught it before casually resting it over her leg.
My eyes were focused solely on my sister’s breasts, as they heaved heavily with each labored breath she took. The thin, silky material of her bra did nothing to hide her excitement, as her nipples strained erect.
I heard an unmistakable moan of excitement from April, clearly enjoying the show we were performing. “Bite her nipple”, she directed. My sister gently pulled her hand from my chest, then pulled the right cup of her bra down, exposing her perfectly pink nipple to me.
I paused for only a moment to consider it. Biting was painful, and now having my own sensitive nipples now, I could imagine how painful it could be there. A gasp escaped my sister’s lips as my mouth contacted her breast, clearly excited by the prospect. With a little suction, I pulled her nipple into my mouth, and slowly, carefully, closed my teeth around it, applying increasing pressure. With every moment that past, my sister seemed to be in ecstasy.
“Open your mouth, show me your teeth biting your sister’s tits”, April was being far more than a passive spectator at our show. She was commanding, daresay dominating. I had never seen her like this. Of course I did as I was told.
“Good girls”, April cooed, watching us. It didn’t matter that she was younger than either of us: Right now, she was in charge. “Stand up”, she ordered me, as I reluctantly pulled my lips from Jessica’s breast. “Jessy, pull your sister’s pants off. Time to see how she looks in just her panties”.
Jessica looked up at me from the couch, our eyes locked, as her hands reached for the waistband of my pajamas. With her thumbs tucked in, and careful to only hold the pants- not my panties- she pulled them down my smooth legs. With all the excitement, my clitty was hard, the tip easily protruding from the waistband, with a glistening trail of precum from the front of the satin panties to the hole at the tip. Jessica inhaled sharply, the aroma of the perfume I wore mingling with the smell of sexual anticipation assaulting her nose.
“God, she has a beautiful clit”, April moaned in appreciation upon seeing my erection. “Don’t you think so, Jessy”, she asked.
“It’s the most gorgeous clitty I’ve ever seen”, she replied, her eyes focused on the seven inches I barely had contained by white panties, as it pulsed with each heartbeat I had.
“Pull down her panties, but just enough to release your sister’s clit”, Jessica obeyed April’s command, eagerly releasing me from the satin covering my bulge. “Now”, April started slowly, standing up to finally join us, “Take your sister in to your mouth”. As she spoke, she crossed her arms in front of her, grabbing the hem of my lingerie that she was wearing, and pulled it off of her in one smooth motion. “But don’t you dare let her cum”, she warned, placing a forceful hand on my chin, turning my head to pull my face to hers. “That belongs to me tonight”.
It was an odd, but arousing sensation. The moment April’s lips touch mine, Jessica’s mouth enveloped my clit. Her warm mouth and supple lips slid over me as easily as my own lips parted for April’s penetrating tongue. I felt completely helpless as her tongue slid in and out of my mouth, while she fucked my lips with her tongue. All the while, Jessica was doing the same thing to her own lips and my clitty.
I felt an overwhelming sensation of powerlessness. Even if I wanted, I couldn’t fight back against April’s commands. I would do whatever she wanted, eager to please my mistress, girlfriend, and lover.
She took a firm grip of my wrist, and placed my hand gently against her flat stomach. “You’re going to put your cum inside of me”, she whispered into my ear. “You’re going to impregnate me”, her sultry words tickled my ears, as her hand was slowly pushing mine into the waistband of the silky panties she wore, until my fingertips touch her triangular patch of hair on her mound, and I could feel the heat of her thighs. “You’re going to knock me up tonight…bitch”.
I have no idea why being called a dirty word excited me like it did. Perhaps I was caught up in the role of being a submissive little girl, that having my girlfriend call me names filled me with a previously unknown passion. Maybe it was the way she said it, being the dominate one tonight. Never before had she been sexually dominating. Maybe as I filled my role as a girl, she would fill hers as a strong man.
I next felt a quick slap against my ass, as April’s hand came down hard, “did you hear me slut?” she asked rhetorically, again calling me a dirty word that filled me with lust for her.
“Yes, mistress”, I cried out, feeling her hand gripping my butt, her nails digging into the sensitive flesh. Jessica’s efforts on my clit intensified as she heard my submissive voice, while her hands trailed up my body to once again play with my small chest.
“Good girl”, April smiled, slowly releasing her grip on my ass, and staring into my eyes while pushing my hand further into her panties, further between her thighs. I felt her body shift, as her legs parted, giving me access to her moist lips. “Make me cum”, she commanded.
My fingers were quick to obey, blindly parting her lips beneath the satin panties as my fingertips searched for her sensitive clit. My other hand reluctantly pulled Jessica from my throbbing clit. Her efforts were almost too good, and I didn’t want her to get in trouble for making me cum too quickly.
“Want to take your shorts off, sweetie”, April invited her to get as naked as the rest of us. It was clear in her tone that I was the only submissive tonight, as she spoke to my sister as a lover and equal. “Then you can have her other hand if you want it”, she then suggested.
Jessica stood, pulling herself to her feet. She turned around, standing very close to me, as her fingers undid the button and zipper of her shorts. Bending at the waist, she slid her shorts down, the material dragging over the length of my exposed and slick clit. “Ahhh”, I couldn’t help but to moan at the feeling, replaced nearly instantly as my clit rested lovingly between my sister’s bare ass cheeks.
“I should have known that you wouldn’t wear any panties”, April commented on my sister’s nakedness. “That wasn’t part of the deal”, she said through gasping breaths as my fingers worked within her slick folds.
“Shhh”, Jessica chided April. “She already thinks we’re plotting against her”, we all smiled at that. I knew about Jessica and April talking, but had no idea what subjects they covered. When April invited me to this slumber party, all I knew was that they had planned it together. Evidently they had a lot of plans for me.
“Just relax little sister”, Jessica comforted me, while also guiding my other hand to her waiting pussy. She too parted her legs, “this is going to be a momentous night for all of us”, she said, right before she gasped as my fingers brushed against her clit.
With a lover on each side of me, my hands feverishly trying to satisfy them both, we kissed. Admittedly, it was awkward trying to keep my fingers dancing on their clits, as both brought their bodies close to me, and our cheeks touching. But we kissed, my tongue simultaneously touching and playing with April’s and Jessica’s, while they fought each other to play with mine in an erotic display.
A strong and forceful hand gripped my wrist, as April pulled my fingers away from my sister’s drenched pussy. With her grip, she held my fingers to Jessica’s lips, and waited with an expectant look on her face. Jessica took the unspoken command from April, pulling my fingers, dripping with her own arousal, into her mouth, closing her eyes, and sucking them as if it were a cock.
April and I both excitedly watched my sister’s head bobbing up and down on my fingers, that moment before were in intimate contact with her pussy. The aroma of her sex on my fingers was overpowering all of our senses, as we all watched her erotic display.
Eventually, April grabbed my chin to pull my eyes towards her, forcing my full attention on her. I heard her voice clearly in my head, as her sensual lips mouthed the words “fuck me”.
She eased herself to the floor, pulling me on top of her, my fingers slipping from Jessica’s lips. I was poised above April’s petit frame, my aroused clitty bouncing with each heartbeat. I looked down between us towards my own chest, seeing for the first time, the proof that the hormones were working, as my own breasts pulled from my chest. In the moment, I had lost track of Jessica.
“I said fuck me you whore”, April bellowed softly from beneath me. A raging fire in her eyes made it clear to me that this was a command, a command given from a mistress to her submissive. I strangely relished the idea of being her sexual toy.
My clitty was hard, harder than I can ever remember it being. It took only shifting my hips downward to align myself at April’s pussy. With a small thrust, my tip became engulfed in April’s warmth. She has ordered me to fuck her. Not to make love, not to have sex, but to fuck. A submissive never questions her orders. And with that final thought, my hips took over, pushing the length of my clitty into her in a single thrust, and withdrawing nearly all of it a second later. I was fucking April, as she had commanded.
I guess it’s hard to stay dominate while you’re lying on your back, legs spread wide, as a you’re being fucked, all while moaning in loud, unintelligible grunts each time your pussy is penetrated. Mistress April finally succumb to the pleasure, as her legs entwined with mine, and her hands wrapped around me, firmly planted on each of my ass cheeks, kneading and playing with the globes of flesh. “I love you, Shelly”, April moaned between grunts. At that point, she became just April, my girlfriend and lover again.
I was close, very close to giving April all the cum she craved, hopefully impregnating her as she had demanded. A few more strokes and my load would be pumped into her waiting womb. Just a few more thrusts and my ‘forever time’ would envelope me.
A shadow passed over the living room as I realized that Jessica had gone somewhere and was now returning. I felt April’s forceful hands on my ass again, her efforts stopping my thrusts, denying me my orgasm at that moment. “I love you, Shelly”, Jessica whispered the words into my ear, and April held me in place with her hands. “You can say no if you want”, she whispered to me.
I was confused, but that only lasted a moment. That was when I realized what exactly the two vixens had planned. With April’s hands on my ass, she took a firm grip, and spread my cheeks apart. And with a surprisingly warm hand, coated with what I instantly knew to be lube, I felt Jessica’s touch caress me in an extremely intimate way. Jessica was about to take my virginity.
I was filled with a panic, my whole body tensing. It was a scary proposition, one that usually doesn’t just get sprung on someone, especially not in the middle of sex. A million thoughts flooded my head, everything from “will it hurt” to “will it make me closer to being a real girl”. Truth was, I have thought about it before, but decided I was going to get used to being a girl first, before broaching the subject with my sister. I guess she had another plan.
Though I hadn’t seen exactly what Jessica had on, a small glimpse out of the corner of my eye told me that it was purple. No clue to its length or girth. But I did know that Jessica loved me, and wouldn’t subject me to the toys seen in most videos. After the myriad of questions in my head were answered in mere seconds, I forced myself to relax, and nodded my head.
A gentle kiss was placed at the nape of my neck, as Jessica knelt behind me. I felt her body push against my back, as the toy she wore rest between the well-lubed cheeks April held open. Despite my courage, I still tensed as I felt the tip touch my rosebud. Jessica gave me a few strokes up and down between my cheeks, the toy becoming coated with the slippery substance. I felt the excess lube slowly dripping down, tickling my scrotum.
What felt like forever, but at the same time not long enough, Jessica’s hand reached down between us, angling the toy down to line up with my rosebud. I forced myself to relax. And with the patience of a generous lover, Jessica slipped inside of me.
“Relax”, April offered her encouragement, while my clitty remained lodged inside of her. “Take it like a good girl”, she said, some of her dominating personality returning to her.
Inch after inch of the hard plastic toy violated and stretched me, as my sister took my virginity with her strap-on. There was pain, I’m not going to lie about that, but that was easily tempered by the love I felt from both my lovers. I closed my eyes tightly as the toy crept into me, stretching my tight hole with its enormity and length. It seemed to go on forever, until I felt her thighs touching my ass. It filled me completely, its entire length. Jessica paused there a moment, letting me become accustomed to the intruder.
Then I felt it retreat, as my sister puller her hips backwards. This sensation was just as foreign to me as the initial penetration. Not unwelcomed, just different. Inch after inch was pulled from my virgin ass, filling me with conflicting emotions. One wanted the intruder gone, so that the ache I was feeling would ease. Another, more primal and carnal, wanted it back, to give myself completely to my sister.
Another forward push from Jessica’s hips, and the carnal feeling prevailed. My tight ass was stretched and filled again by the monstrous toy. Blissfully, my sister was slow and gentle, giving me ample time to adjust to her inward thrusts, holding it for only a moment, before retreating again. This pattern repeated until we both felt comfortable with an increased pace. I didn’t even realize that I had started to moan as my sister fucked me.
“When she thrusts into you”, April spoke, my eyes flying open to see her speak, “thrust into me”. And with timing, I felt Jessica begin to push her hips forward. And as her strap-on sunk into me, I drove into April, as the two of us moaned at each other. Taking the queue, as Jessica pulled out, so did I.
And that’s how the three of us made love. As Jessica’s toy penetrated me, I penetrated April. And as Jessica withdrew, so did I. With effort, and synchronizing our timing, I was soon close again to my climax.
“Fuck her ass while she fucks me”, April yelled at my sister, the excitement of her own impending orgasm clear in her voice. “Bury your cock into her tight ass. Make her cum inside of me”.
“You like that little sister”, Jessica asked as we both thrusted forward into our lovers.
“Yes”, I managed through clenched teeth, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of my clitty inside April, while my sister took my virginity.
“Then cum, you dirty slut”, April ordered, screaming at the top of her lungs in rapture. “Pump your cum into me”.
There’s a moment of sexuality we all experience, between achieving one’s orgasm, and the infinitesimal time where nothing could stop you from doing so. I call it a ‘forever time’, where dreams and passion overwhelm you in an instant. My hips thrusted forward into April’s waiting womb, while Jessica’s toy likewise stretched me. Where as I held my pose, ready to give my seed to my lover, Jessica continued to pump in and out, continued to fuck me. And in my ‘forever time’, Jessica must have thrusted and withdrew a hundred times, before April received what she desired.
I arched my back, threw my head backwards, and, pressed my small chest into April’s. The sweat between us became an erotic scented lotion, glistening off of our naked bodies. Jessica took a strong grip on my hips, holding her strap-on inside of me as I started to cum. My eyes opened to see April’s face as her own ‘forever time’ neared, her crimson lips pursed to call out my name.
With a force I had not expected, and a soft moan I managed instead of a grunt, I came. I felt spurt after spurt of my cum jet inside of April’s welcoming pussy. Convulsions wracked through my body, feeling as if an electrical charge began from the toy in my ass, tingling up my spine, coursing across my flushed forehead, through my chest, before finally being release into April from my clitty, who convulsed as her own orgasm overtook her.
We stayed like this for moments afterwards. My clitty softening inside of April’s womb, and with Jessica’s toy thrust deeply into my ass. We were all panting, struggling for air, in the afterglow of the phenomenal climaxes.
Eventually, and slowly, Jessica withdrew her strap-on from my no-longer-virgin ass, then stood before of me. There was something erotic and perverse about seeing a beautiful girl with a strap-on. And far from the monstrous intruder my mind had envisioned as it penetrated me, the purple toy was about six inches long, and the diameter of a highlighter marker. She later assured me that it was the smallest strap-on the store had.
I pulled out of April, a trail of cum oozing from her pussy between her thighs, to eventually stain the carpet. Without a moment’s hesitation, Jessica knelt beside me, before her head became buried in April’s crotch. She hungrily lapped at the pearly cum flowing from the young girl’s lips, flicking her tongue against April’s clit, consumed with the task of tasting both of our cum in a sensual cocktail. And to bring the girl to another orgasm.
Had I not just climaxed moments before, seeing my sister eating out another girl- my lover no less- would have pushed me over the edge. April was clearly enjoying the attention, as her already labored breathing became desperate gasps for air, as another climax neared. Twice in as many minutes, April received mind-blowing orgasms from sisters.
We each shared a kiss with my sister, smelling the raw sexuality on her breath, and tasting it coating her lips. One thing my sister had gotten right: This was a momentous night, that none of us would ever forget.
It was about an hour later. We had showered, and then returned to the living room. The overwhelming aroma of sex penetrated our senses, but no one seemed to mind as we ate some pizza, and continued ignore the movie while we chatted.
April confessed to having dominating desires, but was always afraid Michael wouldn’t let her play them out. Michelle, however, might actually like it. It was actually Jessica who encouraged her to play out her fantasies tonight. I assured her, I would be her submissive bitch anytime she wanted. It was a promise that would get me into some naughty trouble a few years later, but that’s another story.
And at some point, our future, the three of us together, came up. I didn’t know what to say. I was happy with the way things were right now, having two lovers, and knowing both loved me. The idea of marriage came up, and while it wasn’t dismissed, we all agreed that I needed more time as a woman before I became a wife. Even Jessica liked the idea of April and I getting married, so long as we invited her to the honeymoon.
Ultimately, we decided to play things by ear. April and Jessica would both help to make my transition as seamless as possible, and both had agreed to share me equally as a lover, and to enjoy the occasional threesome together (oddly, I wasn’t even consulted as they decided this, but I was happy with the outcome).
Finally, in the wee hours of the night, we all decided it was bed time. The three of us tiredly stumbled to the large bed, and fell on to the comfortable mattress. Jessica pulled open the covers, as we each slid underneath, the heat of our naked bodies warming the sheets. As I lay there, sleep creeping into my head, I felt my lovers slip in close to me, holding me in each of their loving embraces. A quick good-night kiss was shared, before we each succumbed to the dreamscape of our imaginations.
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This the 3rd chapter, I recommend to read part 1 and 2 first. All described persons are of legal age. This is my first story and I’m not a native speaker but I’m happy for your criticism – good or bad. Please comment if you want the story to continue.
Hi, I’m Cindy. I’m a cocksucking, pussy-eating, cum-gobbling slut. Nice to meet you.
I guess it started like any other day, little did I know it would change me for the rest of my life. I was waiting to meet Tanya after school so we could ride home together like we always do, her being my neighbor and all. I mean I could see why all the boys in my senior class had the hots for her. At 5’6”, with just over shoulder length straight brown hair, about 120 lbs, and I’m guessing 32D boobs she was one of the hottest girls in my class, although we me being so shy and us growing up together I assumed she thought of me as a brother. She never seemed interested the other boys, but that didn’t stop them from drooling over her. I was absent-mindedly wondering this when I ran right into her. She was so beautiful in her turtleneck sweater, tight jeans and Ugg boots.
“Hey, watch it, you goof!” she teased.
“Sorry Tanya, I was going over my answers for today’s quiz, and I guess I spaced.” I lied.
“Well let’s get going. I need your help studying anyway.”
We made our way out to my car and, as always, she took over the radio. I don’t really mind most of the time, but today she put on some bubblegum pop crap, and I could barely stand it. She asked if we could stop at the pharmacy on the way home because she had to get something. As I was waiting in the car for her, I looked over at her book bag and thought I saw some kind of blue plastic tube poking out of the zipper. I was about to reach for it to take a closer look, but just then she came back and got in.
“Find what you were looking for?” I asked.
“Yup”
“My place or yours?”
“ My parents won’t be home till around supper time, so it will be quiet, and your little brother and sister are always so noisy after preschool. “ She said.
“Ok, that’s fine.”
It was about a ten-minute drive home and I was just lost in my head thinking about school, when she asked if I liked the new shade of eyeliner, she had just applied. I told her I hadn’t even noticed her putting it on, and she seemed a little upset by this for some reason. I figured she just wanted attention so I watched out of the corner of my eye as she pulled a tube of lipstick out of the plastic store bag.
“Are you going to watch now?” she asked.
“Sure, I guess.”
She was acting a little weird I thought. She grabbed the rear view mirror instead of her visor this time and turned it toward her. I tried to keep my eye on the road as I watched her put on the lipstick. She applied it very slowly and she kept looking at me. “What the hell is going on?” I thought. Man, was I clueless.
“We’re here.” I blurted as we pulled into my driveway.
We got out and walked over to her house with her in front and me trying not to be obvious that I was looking at her ass. Hey, we may be close friends, but I’m still a guy. She let us in, threw her book bag on the couch like she always does, and started up the stairs up to her room.
“You don’t mind if I shower quick do you? I spilled some crud on me in my last hour Home Ec. Class. “
“Go right ahead.” I said. “I’ll just get our notes out and organize them.”
“Oh, hold on.” She ran back downstairs, grabbed the bag out of my hand, dug out her notes, handed them to me, and took the bag upstairs with her. Her face was beet red during this.
“I could have done that you know.” I called up the stairs after her.
“No, it’s fine.” She yelled back down.
Two minutes later, I heard the water start running and the sliding shower door close. I got the notes out on the table, but had the feeling of having to go pee. Since the only bathrooms in the house were upstairs, I headed up to use the one in her mom and dad’s room. As I got to the top of the stairs, I noticed the door to the bathroom was open about six inches. I fought the urge to look in but, once again, being a guy I couldn’t help it. The door was semi-transparent about chest high and I could make out the outline of her young body pretty well, although not much detail. I felt a familiar pressure growing and looked down to see a rising tent in my track pants. I thought what the hell, why not and started rubbing my junk. She was soaping up her body and it was so sexy. I definitely was planning to add this moment to the spank bank for later. I then slipped my hand into my pants and started really rubbing my dick. I was getting so hot watching her in there. Just then, she turned off the water, reached out and grabbed a towel, and started drying her hair. The towel blocked her face so she couldn’t see me, but I could see all of her. Just then, she flung the towel back and she was facing right at me. Oh, shit! I thought, as I as quickly and quietly ran to the other bathroom. I was pretty sure that she had her eyes closed, but I was worried she saw me.
I took a piss but didn’t want to face her right away, so I stayed in the bathroom blow-dried her hair. I came out of the bathroom right as she came out the other bathroom still in the towel.
“Oh, hi Ethan. I didn’t know you were up here.”
“I, uh, had to, uh, take a piss.” I managed to say as she walked into her room. My face was so red.
“I’ll be down in a minute.” She said through the door.
“Take your time.” I sighed as I went downstairs.
She came down with her backpack but had on different clothes than she had on before. She had on some skimpy booty shorts, an unzipped hoodie, blue tank top with a black bra, and fuzzy slippers. Odd choice for study wear, I thought.
“You ready to bang this out?” She asked with a mischievous smile as she tossed the bag on the floor next to the table.
“Wha…oh yeah, the notes.” I babbled, and for the next half hour or so, we studied our history notes.
“Ethan, what year was the whole Alamo thing?” she quizzed.
“Uh…1836?”
“Are you asking me or telling me?”
“Uh, telling.” I said sheepishly.
“Correct.” She smiled and as she crossed her legs, one of her slippers fell off.
“When did the Titanic sink?”
“1912. Thank you, Leonardo DiCaprio.” I laughed.
“Correct again, Ethan.” She took off the other slipper.
“D-Day?”
“June, um, 6th, 1945. No wait, ’44.”
“You almost ruined your streak there.” She smiled as she slipped off the hoodie.
“Are you warm or something?” I asked.
“No.”
Was she doing what I thought she was doing? Was she stripping for me every time I got an answer right? I doubted it, but just thinking about it made me get a semi.
“Ok, here’s a hard one” You have no idea, I thought as I shifted to hide my growing boner. “Fall of Saigon.”
I shuffled through my notes to find it.
“Nope, sorry. No notes, Mr. Smarty-pants.” She said as she grabbed them away from me. Luckily, I had already seen the answer.
“April 30th, 1975.” I said all cocky.
“Cheater!” she cried in mock disgust.
“Yeah well, too bad.” I smiled back at her. It was then that she moved closer to me on the couch. Our legs were almost touching and my boner grew even bigger. I could have sworn she was checking out my bulge as she did.
“What should I do to punish you Mr. Cheater?” she asked.
“What do you have in mind?”
“I have some ideas, but I think I’ll give you one more chance. When did the Berlin wall fall?”
“That’s easy. November 9th, 1989.” I said triumphantly.
“Good job. Now here’s your reward.” She said as put her hand on my cheek, leaned over and kissed me on the lips. It wasn’t just a little peck but a good couple of seconds. I swore I felt her mouth start to open right before I pulled away.
“What are you doing Tanya?” I asked.
“Something I’ve wanted to do since second grade when you moved in next door.” She leaned back and kissed me again. This time we both opened our mouths and started making out. I was just about to work up the courage to feel her tits when she stopped and leaned back.
“What date was the’94 Northridge earthquake?”
“Are you serious?”
“We said we were going to study, so you need to answer me first.”
“Um, shit, it was January, um…”I stammered.
She began peeling off her tank top. The bottom reached her nipples when she stopped. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me, and my mind blanked for a second.
“January what?” she cooed.
“17th!” I practically yelled.
She then completely removed her top. I was staring at her ample cleavage when she put her hand on my chin and brought my face up to hers. We kissed deeply and passionately. I wasn’t going to waste any time and went straight for her huge tits. She let me feel them over bra and I worked my way around to the back to take it off. I undid her bra and started to take it off but she pushed me back. With her hands holding her black bra up, she asked question.
“When was Hong Kong handed back to the Chinese?”
“FOR FUCK’S SAKE TANYA!” I bellowed.
“Answer me.”
“JULY 1st 1997! Ok?”
She pulled her hands away and I gazed upon the most beautiful tits I had ever seen. Even better than the tittie magazines under my mattress. Practically dove at them. I just had to get them in my mouth to prove to myself that they were real. I cupped one in my hand as I sucked the nipple of the other one.
“Oh, Ethan.” She moaned as I pinched her nipple with my teeth. I switched to the other one and did the same. I just couldn’t get enough of those magnificent tits.
“Did you like what you saw when I was in the shower?” she whispered. I bolted upright.
“You saw me?”
“Why do you think the door was open? I wanted you to watch me, like I wanted you to watch me with the lipstick in the car. By the way, if you really want your boner to be rubbed, you should have just asked.” She said as her hand rubbed my cock over my pants.
“I like what I feel in there. Any chance he wants to come out and play?” she asked?
I reached for the waist of my pants, but she stopped me. She then reached down and slowly pulled my pants down to my ankles.
“When was Dolly the sheep born?”
“I don’t give a shit.” I couldn’t take this anymore.
“Neither do I.” she laughed. She reached for my boxers but I stopped her.
“I want to feel you first.” I said.
She leaned back and I slipped her booty shorts and panties off. Her pussy was shaved bare, so I spread her legs and slipped my fingers inside her. I then took her nipple into my mouth again, and she put her hands in my hair.
“Oh my god, Ethan. That feels so good.”
“You like what my fingers are doing?”
“Fuck yes!”
I slowly moved down her stomach kissing the whole way. I got on my knees between her legs and started licking her clit. I put my fingers inside her as I ate her out. I slowly moved my fingers in and out as I sucked on her clit.
“Oh shit, Ethan. You’re so good at that!” she moaned through clenched teeth.
I stuck my tongue inside her pussy as I rubbed her clit for a while. I reached up and with my other hand, I pinched one of her nipples. I could tell she was close because of how wet she was getting. I kept finger fucking her as I sucked and licked her clit.
“OH FUCK BABY! I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING ALL OVER YOUR FACE! OH GOD! FUCK YES! KEEP GOING! YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH! OH FUCK YEAH!”
All of a sudden, I felt a wave of liquid as she came all over my face. It tasted like honey and I couldn’t get enough. I wanted more of it so I kept going. I started sucking on her clit as hard as I could while I grabbed her tits and fucked the shit out of her with my fingers.
“FUCK FUCK FUCK! I’M GONNA CUM AGAIN! I’M GOING TO CUM ALL OVER YOU BABY!”
Another torrent of cum filled my mouth as she squirted all over my face. I just couldn’t get enough. Her hands were running through my hair as I swallowed all I could. I lubed up a finger with her cum and put it again her other hole. I wasn’t sure if she would let me, but I wanted to try anyway.
“Stick it in Ethan. I want you to.”
That was all I needed to hear, so I put one finger in a little bit as I continued to eat her pussy. I moved up to my second knuckle, and then pushed it all the way in.
“Holy shit that feels so fucking good, Ethan. Keep going. Put another one in.”
I stuck in another finger right as she starting cumming again.
“FUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK!!!” She wailed, as yet even more cum filled my mouth. She was insatiable. She just wanted more and more.
Let me suck your cock! Please, I need it in my mouth.”
I wasn’t one to argue, so I got back up on the couch as she got on the floor. She practically ripped my boxers off and my full 7 inches popped right up. She gasped as she saw my cock spring up and lick off the pre cum.
“That tastes good.”
She licked up the shaft as she played with my balls. It was so hot watching her give me head. She put just the tip in her mouth and paused for a second before plunging down all way to the base.
“FUCK!” I yelled as she deep throated me.
Up and down, she bobbed on my cock. Her tongue moved all over it as she sucked as hard as she could. I looked over her shoulder and I could tell she was playing with herself as she sucked me off. She was using the blue tube on her clit and I heard a buzzing sound. Apparently, it was a vibrator. That explained why she didn’t want me to go through her bag. I looked back at her blowing me and she was making eye contact with me.
“Yeah, I like it when you look at me with my dick in your mouth, Tanya.”
She was really going to town on my cock and her clit with the vibe. I couldn’t hold out much longer, and was getting close to cumming. I held on as long as I could but she was just too good.
“SHIT I’M GONNA CUM!”
I came in her mouth like never before. I shot ropes and ropes of cum down her throat. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever had. There was so much cum, she couldn’t swallow it fast enough and some spilled down my shaft. Finally, I stopped shooting my load, and she sat back up. She smiled as she swallowed the rest of what was in her mouth.
“Oops, looks like some got out.”
She bent down and licked up every drop that spilled. She put my cock back in her mouth and deep throated me two or three more times. She smiled as she got stood up, and mounted me. She didn’t hesitate as she dropped down on my rock hard cock.
“Oh shit. You feel so good in me, baby.” She moaned in my ear as she started grinding on me.
She moved her hips in a circle as I moved mine up and down. She put one of her nipples in my mouth and I sucked as hard as I could. I stood up with me still inside of her and laid her back down on the couch. Then I really started giving it to her. I pounded her pussy as hard and fast as I could. I could feel my balls slapping against her butt, but still I wanted more. I rolled her over onto her knees and started fucking her doggy style. She reached between her legs and started playing with my balls as they slapped against her clit.
“Do you want to fuck my ass?” she managed to say between thrusts.
Those were the seven best words I could ever hear.
“Hell yes!”
“Then go get the lube out the plastic bag.”
That explains why we went to the pharmacy. I got the lube and put some on my cock and in her ass while she used the vibe on her clit. I pushed my head against her bud and slowly it went in about an inch. Then a little more. A little more. My head popped in and I knew then that I wouldn’t last long. She was so fucking tight!
“You like my cock inside your ass?”
“It feels so good. I feel like you’re filling me up!”
I put a little more lube on my cock and slid the rest of the way in. I pulled back a bit, but she rammed her ass onto my cock. She needed me all the way in! I started humping as fast as I could because I knew I wouldn’t last long. She turned the vibe on its highest setting and started screaming as she came immediately.
“FUCK SHIT FUCK!”
This girl couldn’t get enough. I pumped fast and hard and felt the pressure growing in my balls. I knew I was almost there. I wanted a few more thrusts before I shot my load in her.
“I’M GONNA CUM IN YOUR ASS, BABY!’
“FILL ME UP WITH YOUR HOT CUM!! I WANT YOU TO CUM INSIDE ME!”
I came even harder than I did before. I feel like I came a quart in her ass. Just then she came one last time and squirted all over my balls and the couch. We collapsed in a heap, and started making out again.
That was the first but definitely not the last of our study sessions. We fucked and sucked our way through the whole history book, and are halfway through chemistry.
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