Oral Sex

Michelle-Pool Party 4-Ch 14

I left him leaning against the patio table, and moved through the door into the pool bath. I still hadn’t come, and my pussy and clit felt like they were on fire.
I lifted the lid to the toilet, tugging down my bikini bottom, and seated myself quickly. My hand was immediately between my legs, rubbing circles around my engorged clit. My breathing became raspy as I felt the tremors start to build. I had been so close…outside…just moments ago…that it was only a matter of moments until I felt myself right back on the brink.
My clit felt like it was going to explode as I felt the juices start to actually run and drip out my pussy. My chest was heaving as I felt the first waves…
The door opened…
Eric was halfway through the door before he caught sight of me, sitting on the toilet, legs spread wide, my hand…my fingers,,,flying furiously over my engorged clit.
He froze…his jaw dropped…his eyes went down to stare between my wide spread legs, and the sight of my fingers…working…my pussy.
I froze…so close to coming…part of me was embarassed…part didn’t care. I just wanted to…needed to…come.
“Close the door,” I hissed. My fingertips were still trying to get me over the edge as he closed the door behind him and stepped timidly inside.
“Get over here,” I rasped, hooking the fingers of my free hand inside the elastic of his trunks as he approached. I gave them a quick tug down and my eyes became riveted to his penis as it came into view.
My chest was heaving, my breath panting as my finger kept trying…desperately…to get my clit to respond…and come.
I grabbed his penis in a tight fist and immediately shoved the head into my mouth. My tongue swirled all around the head and I felt him quickly start to respond…to grow…to swell…to harden. I locked the index finger and thumb of my hand against my lips and started moving both my hand and my mouth up and down the length of his growing hard on. My nostrils were flaring, trying to suck air through my nose. My hand and mouth were flying up and down his penis…God I was so close!
I felt his penis start to twitch as his hips started humping against my face. I knew he was close and was determined I wasn’t going to repeat my earlier mistake. Keeping my fist wrapped around the base of his shaft, I sucked against the head in my mouth, swirling my tongue wildly around and around the smooth skin. I probed at his tiny pee hole, waiting for the flow of his cream.
My own hips were bucking furiously against my finger, trying so hard to get me over the edge…I felt him stiffen…and jerk.
I felt him squirt…his thick cream splashing against the roof of my mouth. He squirted again…and again.
Salt!
I could taste it! I could feel it filling my mouth…coating my tongue…dribbling out between the corners of my lips. I swallowed hungrily…and he squirted again. I was in heaven…the first time a guy had actually shot in my mouth. It tasted wonderful…I loved it. I swallowed greedily.
My tongue returned to his pee hole, searching for more.
I felt my own frustration grow as my finger continued mauling my clit…so close…
My nostrils were still flaring, trying desperately to suck air into my heaving chest as I felt his penis start to soften.
I didn’t know what to do!
I could feel his hot cream on my chin where it had oozed out of the corners of my mouth.
I swirled my tongue again around the head of his penis…wishing this wouldn’t end…wishing beyond anything I could come!
He pulled his now soft penis out of my mouth and took half a step backward. He just stood and stared at me, his face an expression of complete disbelief as to what had just happened.
I opened my mouth, gasping for air as my finger continued its futile efforts to get me to heaven.
After a few more seconds, I gave up. I pushed two of my fingers deep up inside my sopping wet pussy, and then pulled them up to my mouth. I looked him in the eyes as I made a show of licking my honey, then inserting them into my mouth and sucking.
“Mmmmmm…” I purred.
I pulled my fingers from my mouth and used them to wipe his cream off my chin, my cheeks. I looked straight at him as I pushed them into my mouth, lewdly licking and sucking them clean.
“Much better,” I whispered, “when I can taste them both together.”
God I was so horny! I wanted to…needed to…come so bad!
His eyes kept moving from my fingers and mouth down to my still spread pussy, and then back up at my face again.
His eyes were glazed, he still appeared in shock as he finally stammed, “Michelle…that was unbelievable…but now…I really…REALLY…need to pee.”
With a sudden flash of inspiration, I spread my legs further, leaning back against the toilet tank. I moved both my hands down between my legs and used my fingertips to spread my lips…wide.
“Then here,” I gasped. “Pee here.”
“What?” he squawked, “you want me to…pee..???”
Spreading the top of my lips to expose the hood over my clit, I murmured, “Here…right here…do it…squirt it…shoot it…”
I was gasping again as he grabbed his penis in one hand and moved closer, aiming the head down between my wide spread legs.
I gazed intently at the tiny pee hole on the tip as he released his stream. He adjusted his aim quickly and I felt the hot stream pulsing against my clit.
“Oh God!” I thought. Within seconds, the tremors began washing over me. I felt my orgasm build as I watched the golden stream shooting out of him. It was like a thousand tiny fingers…all trying to massage me at the same time.
My orgasm built and built, and I shuddered as I gasped, “That’s it…there! Oh God I’m coming…coming…COMING!”
The last gasp was more like a plaintive wail as I finally felt the blessed waves wash over me. I rocked, bucked, shuddered, gasped…tensed…jerked…and collapsed back.
My eyes were still on his penis as his stream ebbed…and stopped.
As my breathing returned to normal, I adjusted the position of my fingertips, spreading my entire pussy as wide open as I could.
“My turn,” I breathed huskily, releasing my own stream.
His eyes were glued between my lewdly spread legs as the golden jet spewed out of me. When my flow finally slowed and stopped, I grabbed a handful of tissue, looking him in the eyes as I slowly and suggestively wiped myself.
I reached out one hand, gently cupping his balls, urging him closer. I opened my lips and took his now soft penis into my mouth, pushing until I felt my lips brushing against his pubic hair. I held him inside me for several seconds, relishing…reliving…the moment…the experience.
I continued twirling my tongue around his shaft…his head…searching for one last drop. After a few moments of this I realized that this encounter was probably over, and tried to think of something sexy and witty to say to end it.
I pulled his penis out of my mouth and looked up at him. His eyes still looked somehat vacant, the expression on his face far away, I’m sure not believing what had just happened.
With a sudden thought, I leaned forward, grasping the swim trunks bunched down at his ankles. “I have an idea,” I murmured, pulling his trunks up past his knees. “I think it would be a good idea if we pulled these all the way back up before you went back outside.”
I gave him my best sexy, naughty grin as I hitched his trunks up over his hips. I couldn’t resist and grasped the front of his suit, giving his penis one last squeeze.
He grinned somewhat sheepishly as he turned and exited the bathroom, and I quickly flushed the toilet, standing up and removing my bikini the rest of the way. I opened the glass door and hopped in the shower stall, quickly washing and rinsing myself.
As I was toweling dry, my mind was already racing forward…wondering what the rest of this day was going to bring.
I put my bikini back on and exited the bathroom through the sliding door connecting to my parents’ bedroom. There was no doubt in my mind that within minutes every guy out back would know what had just happened…guys are just like that…they like to talk.
I left my parents’ room and kind of sauntered towards the kitchen, intentionally taking my time, wanting to make sure “the story” got told before I went back out to the pool.
The doorbell rang just as I was passing the front entryway. When I opened the door, Keith and Gary, two more of Ricky’s friends, were standing there.
“Hi guys,” I gushed lightly. “Come on in, the party’s just getting started.
I felt a warm glow as I felt both of them staring at my skimpy bikini, kind of mentally undressing me. Turning to lead them, I discreetly reached up in front of me and started pinching my nipples, feeling them quickly grow big and hard.
Gary was a pretty average guy, not bad looking, but not really great looking either. Keith, on the other hand, was a fox. I mean drop dead gorgeous. Tall, wavy dark brown hair, beautiful brown eyes…body like…well…like…to die for!
My pussy pulsed as I led them through the kitchen. My mind was racing, trying to come up with a plan…for Keith.
I pointed to the sliding glass doors leading out to the deck and announced, “Everybody’s out back.”
I was really trying to figure out a way to get Keith to linger for a minute…or two…or more…as Gary made his way through the doors.
I had just given up when Keith said, “Got a bathroom I could use real quick?”
Perfect!
“Sure,” I replied, pointing to the little half bath off the kitchen. “Right through that door.”
The second he disappeared I returned my fingers to my nipples, twisting, tweaking, pinching. God I wished my suit was wet so the thin nylon would really hug my rapidly hardening nipples.
I continued pinching until I heard the toilet flush and the door open. Dropping my hands innocently to my sides, I felt a warm rush as his eyes immediately dropped to my chest, staring holes through me as he entered the kitchen.
“Hang on a sec,” I started, and then paused, pretending to be somewhat flustered. “There’s something I gotta show you.”
I led him over to the kitchen counter, then paused again, trying to make it sound like I was stammering…unsure…”This is gonna sound really weird, but I really want your honest opinion on something.”
He looked at me with a kind of quizzical look in his eyes and said, “Well yeah, sure…what’s up?”
“I wanted you to see this,” I gushed, “I want your opinion.” With a quick movement, I dropped my bikini bottoms to my ankles, pulling one foot out of them. I lifted my leg and place my foot on the counter right in front of him, my pussy now on wide open display.
He froze, his jaw dropped, and his eyes immediately left my chest and dropped to the lewd display between my open legs.
“Well?” I whispered, rocking my hips suggestively.
He just stared. His mouth started moving, but no words were coming out.
I dropped one hand between my wide spread legs and began running my fingertips lightly up and down my lips.
“So what do you think?” I asked again.
He still just stood there…staring…not speaking…mouth agape.
“I shaved it silly,” I murmured suggestively. “Can’t you see there’s no hair left?” I continued running my fingers up and down my lips as I added, “And I just wanted to know if you think it looks sexy.”
He remained frozen, gawking at my lewd display, and I pulled my foot back off the counter. Reaching forward quickly, I grasped the waist of his shorts and tugged them down. “I showed you mine, now you have to show me yours…” I purred.
I pushed his shorts down to his ankles, quickly kneeling in front of him and grasping his penis in a loose fist. God it was gorgeous!
I began a stroking motion and could feel him quickly start to swell and grow. I leaned forward and blew lightly. He was starting to grow hard as I pushed my tongue between my lips and probed at his tiny pee slit.
He gasped and I could feel his legs tense and I opened my mouth and took his pink head inside. I swirled my tongue all around the shaft as I took him deeper and deeper. I felt the head push into my throat, and briefly fought the gagging sensation. As soon as it passed, I pushed my face further still, swallowing more of him, until I felt his coarse pubic hair tickling my lips.
I had one hand down between my legs, flying over my engorged clit, as I held his swelling penis all the way inside mouth and throat for a moment, then began a steady in and out movement. I pushed one finger up inside of me as I locked my loose fist against my lips and moved my hand and mouth as one, all the way in…all the way out.
His hips were bucking against my face as I speeded up my motion. I pulled my finger out of my drenched pussy and returned the fingertip to my clit, flying over the enraged bud, wondering if I could come again before he did. I quicked my motions, eager to taste yet another load of cream…of salf…of…guy!
His hips began rocking faster and faster. I knew he was close as I gave up on my own pleasure and pulled my hand from between my legs, reaching up to cup his balls. I squezzed them gently, in the same rythm as my fist and mouth flying up and down on his throbbing penis. I could feel his balls start to tighten and contract, and felt his body freeze, then jerk.
His hot cream filled my mouth. I swallowed greedily, wanting more. He squirted a second, then a third time, and this time I held it in my mouth, savoring the taste as it coated my tongue, filling each little crevice in my mouth.
My nostrils flared as I tried to gulp air through my nose, anxious not to lose one single drop of his precious cream.
I felt him start to soften. and, holding my lips tightly against his shaft, slowly pulled his penis out of my mouth. I swirled his juice around and around a couple more times before finally swallowing, and sighed…momentarily contented…even though I hadn’t come. He tasted so good! Not as salty as before…just wonderful…sexy.
He was still staring at me in disbelief as I pulled his shorts back up over his hips and straightened up, pulling my own bikini bottoms up my legs. I hitched them around my hips, adjusting the skimpy material as I looked at him and purred, “You still haven’t told me what you think of my shave job…”
He broke into a wide grin, chuckling as he turned and headed for the door, and I waited until he was gone before I turned and exited the kitchen the other way.
I couldn’t believe it! I just had another penis in my mouth! Shooting in my mouth! My mind was going crazy as I headed for the stairs.
The doorbell rang again and I quickly answered. There…finally…stood Jennifer…and…Lisa!
“Hi,” Jen gushed, “we just got done shopping and I told Lisa I didn’t think you would mind if she came over with me.”
“Not at all,” I replied, recovering quickly. “Come on in…party is just getting underway.”
Lisa is the third of our little triangle, and although I’m not as close a friend with her as I am with Jen, the three of us pretty form an inseparable trio.
Of the three of us, Lisa has the reputation as the wild one. Where Jen and I both like to party, (and Jen had recently become my first female lover), Lisa on the other hand seemed to live to party. Her reputation wasn’t exactly that of a “slut”, but the guys were always lining up to take her out…and some of the stories being told about her were really wild and crazy…things I was just only now starting to experience…to fantasize about.
“Did you bring your suits?” I asked, leading them through the foyer.
“Yeah, of course!” they chimed, almost in unison.
I led them up the stairs and into my room. “you can get changed in here,” I announced. “I’ll go grab some towels.”
I hurried down the hall to the lien clostet next to the bathroom and grabbed a couple of over sized beach towels. When I got back to my room, Jen was already naked, Lisa was just starting to undress.
My eyes roamed over Jen’s body as she rummaged through her small bag, extracting her bikini. She was kind of bent over the bed, and i could see the lips of her pussy peeking between the backs of her thighs. Memories of our night together flooded through me, of us licking…tasting…each other…of her “toy” collection…of that incredible orgasm…and I felt myself start to ,oisten.
Although my eyes were glued to Jen’s naked body, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Lisa was watching me, a kind of strnage expression on her face.
Lisa removed her bra and peeled off her shorts as my eyes continued to wander all up and down Jen’s naked figure. Jen straightened, bikini in hand, and turned, facing me. My eyes were immediately drawn between her legs…remembering her scent…her taste.
Lisa was still watching me…watching Jen…as she peeled down her panties. She grabbed her own swim suit and walked over to me, stopping at y side. Slipping quickly into her skimpy binini, she boldly slid one hand down inside my bikini bottoms, clutching my pussy. I felt an immediate flood of my juices as she whispered in my ear, “You look like you’re ready to eat her alive.”
She started teasing my clit with her fingertip as she turned to Jen and announced, “Hey girl, I think somebody over here likes you!”
My pussy was responding to her caress as Jen looked at her and just kind of smiled. She gave me a slight wink as she pulled on her bikini bottoms. “Glad to hear at least somebody appreciates me,” she chuckled.
Lisa looked back and forth between the two of us, a knowing grin suddenly appearing on her face. “And you mean I wasn’t invited to the party?” she puted, wiggling her hand in my bikini bottoms. My juices were flowing freely now, and i felt my clit start to harden.
“Lisa, don’t be greedy! You know you have to share,” Jen admonished.
That thought struck me like a thunderbolt! Jen and Lisa? Lisa and Jen? No way!
I felt a flash of…of…of…maybe…jealousy? Jen and Lisa?
Jen finished adjusting her suit and walked over to us. Lisa’s finger were racing around my pussy and clit, and I was quickly losing control of my breathing. Jen looked right at Lisa’s hand in my bottoms, and smirked as she pushed one of her own hands down into Lisa’s bikini. Lisa gasped and caught her breath as i could see Jen’s hand start to flutter all around pussy. Jen kind of looked at both of us as she whispered in a hoarse voice, “We can play with these anytime we want…but right now I think there’s a bunch of guys out back.
Eyes locked and fingers swished for a few frozen moments, and then I felt Lisa pulling her hand out of my bikini bottoms. I watched as Jen did the same, and we all just kind of stood there, looking at each other.
“What the hell just happened?” I though to myself.
Lisa with her hand between my legs…playing with my pussy…right in front of Jen! Jen with her hand in Lisa’s bikini…obviously playing with her pussy…right in front of me!
What was I getting myself into???
Lisa finally broke the silence. “As usual Jen, you’re right.” She was smiling over her shoulder as she turned toward the door. “So girls,” she smirked, “Let’s go find us some cocks!”
(To be continued)

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My Cousin Rachel Part 2

Hi guys sry it’s late but here is part two hopefully with better grammar this time:). Oh and you need to read part one first before reading this just click on my name and read the story from my profile. Thanks and happy reading

Bena Adventures 1 – The Slut in the mall

My girlfriend Bena is very submissive and always horny. She is a little slut from Romania. She is 25, brown haired, brown tanned and has a very sexy slim body with a great ass. We are together for 2 years now and had several extreme hot sexual expiriences together. Including this adventure in the mall.

Michelle-Pool Part Pt. 9 – Ch. 19

I was kind of panting in anticipation as Brad continued staring at my lewd display.
Perched on my hands and knees, with my butt pushed up in the air and my hands holding the cheeks of my butt as far apart as possible, he was looking at both of my holes…maybe even looking up inside my holes.
His penis was standing straight up in the air, throbbing, twitching. The smooth pink head looked like it was going to explode.
He started to move, climbing up on his knees as I whispered, “Wait just one second.”
One hand came off my butt and went between my wide spread legs, a finger disappearing deep up inside my dripping pussy. Swirling it around until it was thoroughly coated with my juices, I pushed it back up between my cheeks, touching the tip against my tiny back hole. I pushed…forcing it up inside of me to the first knuckle. Wiggling it about a little, I coated the tight rim of my opening with my juices.
Brad’s eyes were glued to my obscene display as I repeated the process a few more times. He moved into position behind me, kneeling straight up, and even though I couldn’t actually see his penis from this position, it was obvious by the motions of his arm that he was holding it…squeezing it…stroking it.
His eyes were glued to my lewdly displayed holes as my hand returned to the cheek of butt, pulling it as far apart as possible.
“Wait,” I gasped, panting now in anticipation of…of…finally…a penis…inside me.
I turned around quickly, facing him. Removing his hand from his throbbing penis, I quickly pushed my mouth all the way down over his rigid shaft, not stopping until I felt his pubic hair against my lips. Perhaps it was the excitement of the moment, but even as the head of his penis pushed it’s way into my throat, there was no gagging sensation…not even for a second.
It seemed like my tiny butt hole and my throat were having the same thoughts…I want it…put it in me…put it all the way in me.
I swirled my tongue all around his pulsing shaft, trying to work my mouth full of saliva. I coated every inch of his penis with my mouth’s liquid, soaking it…drenching it. My mouth released his wet shaft as I turned back around, laying my head back on the pillow and reaching both hands behind me again, spreading my cheeks…exposing my hole.
“Now,” I panted.
He moved closer, right behind my upturned backside. I could see his arm moving again, and seconds later felt the head of his penis rubbing…teasing…tormenting…all up and down the length of my slit.
He continued this delicious torture for another moment or two. My pussy was pulsing…my clit was throbbing as the smooth head of his organ rubbed briefly against my pulsating magic button. He continued moving up and down the length of my slit, and every time the head of his penis brushed against my lust engorged clit, another flood of juices soaked my pussy…drenched my pussy…dribbled…ran out of my pussy.
I was just starting to get a little nervous about his intentions when I felt him shift again, and seconds later felt him running his hard on lightly up and down the length of my crack. I gasped every time the head came in contact with my puckered opening, and my hips pushed back of their own accord…searching…seeking…wanting…
Breathing was getting difficult now…my chest was heaving. I was moaning out loud without even knowing it. God I never wanted anything so bad in my life…
He stopped moving his penis up and down, and the head nestled up against the opening of my tiny back channel. I pushed back against him, feeling the pressure increase. He remained motionless, and my hips began swaying slightly, my tight hole pushing more firmly up against his rigid organ.
“In me!” I was silently screaming, “I want it in me!”
“Brad…now…” I gasped.
I pushed back against him again, and although I could feel the pressure increase as his tiny pee slit pushed against my puckered opening…it still wasn’t…wasn’t…wasn’t…
“Brad…please…” I whimpered…begging…pleading…
He gave a sudden thrust forward…
Oh God the pain…
Agony…searing…burning…tearing…ripping me…
A thousand little fingers of white hot lightning ripped through my tiny back hole as spasms of unbelievable pain shot through my entire body. He was going to kill me…I was going to die…no…I wanted to die…no…just stop…make the pain go away…do something…anything…just make it stop.
I was paralyzed…I tried to scream…I couldn’t…
I tried to move…I couldn’t…
I tried to breathe…I couldn’t…
Tears filled my eyes as the terrible waves of agony kept washing over me…through me. It felt like every nerve in my body was concentrated as the tiny tight opening to my back channel…and every one of them was screaming in anguish…
…crying…whimpering…begging…pleading…make it stop…please dear God…make it stop…
I reached back and grasped his hips in desperation. “Wait,” I managed to croak.
He froze and we just stayed there…for seconds…minutes…hours…days…forever.
The tears were running freely down my face as spasm after spasm of unbelievable agaony racked my body. I was shaking…quivering…crying…sobbing uncontrollably.
“It’s not supposed to be tlike this!” I was silently screaming. This was supposed to feel good…wonderful…sexy…pleasure…but not this!
Suddenly, I became aware, through the mist of mind numbing anguish, that my one hand was wet…hot…sticky.
“Oh God no!” I silently screamed at myself. In my tortured panic, I had grabbed and squeezed his injured thigh so hard that his blood was running all over my hand.
The tears started again. “What else?” I whimpered to myself. “He’ll never talk to me again…never look at me again…he’ll hate me forever…”
My mind was so fixed on what a little girl jerk I was being that at first I didn’t even notice the pain in my tiny back hole start to subside. But it did…
I got my breathing back and opened my mouth…gasping huge gulps of air as fast as my tortured lungs would allow.
Only after several deep breaths did I even start to become aware that the terrible agony in my tight back channel was diminishing. The pain was still severe…I still felt like I was on fire…ripping…tearing…but maybe not dying…maybe even surviving…
I had to get him out of me…somehow…but I was afraid to move…and sure didn’t want him to move.
The pain had almost died off to a dull throb when his penis gave an involutary twitch.
It started all over again…the searing…burning…torture…fire…pain…anguish…a new flood of tears filled my eyes as I began sobbing uncontrollably.
This time the torture only lasted a few minutes and then subsided…almost quickly…
“I’ve got to get him out of me…” was all I could think. But what to do…I was still paralyzed. I knew if he even moved, even the tiniest bit, the waves of agony would start all over again.
We remained frozen for several moments…and the pain once again died away to a dull throb.
I pulled my hand off his injured thigh and brought it up to my face, glancing at it. Oh God…it was covered in blood…his blood…dripping…
“Brad, I am so sorry,” I whimpered. The tears and sobbing started all over again. I had never been so embarassed, so humiliated, in my entire life. I had never felt so stupid…a jerk…an idiot…a fool…a…a…a…child…
My god’s only reply was, “Are you OK?”
“Me?” I almost shrieked, “What about you? Look at my hand!” I made half an attempt to hold up my blood soaked hand.
“Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. I’ve had worse,” was all he said.
Maybe it was the brief conversation, maybe that was a distraction. Maybe it was just the seconds having time to go by…maybe it was my tiny back hole having time to adjust…maybe it was…I don’t know what it was…
But the pain…the burning…the torment…the agony…were gone…gone.
It was now more like a discomfort. I felt filled…really filled…stretched…even though he was only a little bit in me. I started thinking maybe it wasn’t time to panic…maybe it wasn’t time to get him out of me…maybe it wasn’t time to…
“Brad,” I gasped huskily, “Move…just a little tiny bit.”
“Which way?” he whispered back.
“In…just a little tiny bit.,” I gasped back.
I cringed, winced. Every muscle in my body tightened…expecting the worst.
He leaned forward just a fraction. I felt his penis push a little bit further up inside of me.
No pain…no pain…no pain…
The nerve endings in my tiny back hole were still shrieking…but not in agony…more like…more like…more like…I don’t know…it was just…something…I don’t know.
“Brad,” I whispered,” a little more…”
He moved again. I felt his penis throb and twitch as he pushed it a little further inside my tiny channel. Still no pain…it was…it was…
“Brad,” I murmured, “all the way…just go really slow.”
I felt him push forward slowly…steadily. His penis was filling me like…like…I’d never been filled before. I was going to explode from the inside…maybe…it was filling me…expanding me…stretching me…deeper…more…filling…deeper…filling…more…
The tight entrance to my tiny back hole was alive with nerves…all of them screaming out. It wasn’t pleasure…it wasn’t pain…it wasn’t sexual really…not even sensual…just…just…intense.
Intense turned into highly erotic as I felt his balls push against the drenched lips of my pussy. He was all the way in me! My little back channel had a guy’s penis all the way up inside!
Not just a penis…not just a guy’s penis…my god’s penis.
I was floating…the terrible agony of minutes ago was quickly forgotten as he began a slow, sensuous, in and out movement. He would push all the way inside, filling me, expanding me, and pull slowly out until just the head remained trapped by my tiny opening.
This was exquisite! My breathing became labored as he fell into a steady rythm. I had never felt so alive…so aware…so conscious…focused on the sparks shooting out from my tight back hole entrance. I felt my pussy release another flood of juices.
I wiped my bloodied hand on the pillowcase and quickly moved it down between my legs. My fingertip was tormenting my lust engorged clit as I heard Brad’s breath start to get raspy.
The pace of his movements increased. Every stroke in…every stroke out…had the nerves in my tiny opening screaming for more. Never had I dreamed…
My finger movements became faster as I felt the beginnings of a wondrous release start to wash over me. My pussy was dripping…gushing…my clit was throbbing.
He pushed his penis all the way up inside of my tight channel and held it there. I felt it twitch, throb,jerk…I thought he was going to suirt.
Inside of my butt…Brad…squirting in my butt…I was delerious…it sent me over the edge.
Panting…moaning…whimpering…sobbing…I came.
I felt my tight back opening clamp down around his penis as the spasms racked through my body. Tears filled my eyes again as the sensations consumed every ounce of me. I couldn’t breathe…again. I couldn’t move…again. Shuddering, I just tried to focus and concentrate on the delicious waves shooting out of my back side hole and rushing through my entire body.
I was starting to come back down to earth, gasping as I tried to get my breathing back. I felt his penis twitch again and just laid there, relishing the moment…the warmth…the glow.
Neither of us moved for a few seconds, neither speaking. It was a few moments later that I felt his penis twitch again…and again a few seconds after that.
Some kind of alarm was going off in my lust filled brain.
His penis twitched again and I slowly realized it wasn’t shrinking…wasn’t getting soft.
He hadn’t come!
My god had waited patiently for me…worrying only about my pleasure…and hadn’t come.
I thought I was in love him before…now I knew I was.
I looked back over my shoulder and whispered in my sexiest voice, “Brad…pull it out.”
He looked at me in shock…like…like…what the hell?
“Trust me,” I purred, “pull it out.”
He silently did as I aked, although I thought the expression of shock and amazement on his face had turned to one of extreme disappointment.
I scrambled around and gently pushed on his chest, laying him out flat on his back. His penis was sticking straight up in the air…a tower…a monument.
I quickly garbbed the base of his shaft in a loose fist and pushed the head into my mouth. My tongue was swirling around his throbbing shaft as I began bobbing my head up and down. I felt his head invade my throat, pausing…waiting for the gagging sensation to stop, then locked my fingers against my lips, moving my mouth and my hand up and down as one. I felt his hips start to buck…hump…against my face.
I moved up, straddled his waist with my hips, positioning my hole directly over his throbbing penis. I grasped it in one hand, slowly lowering myself until I felt his head pushing against my back channel entrance.
I lowered myself further, feeling him enter me…again. There was no pain this time, just the exquisite pleasure of feeling his throbbing penis pushing into my tight hole.
I lowered myself further. This was incredible. The angle was different…the penetration felt different…the head of his penis was rubbing parts of the inside of my channel that hadn’t been touched before.
I began rocking up and down, panting as I increased the pace. I was raising and lowering myself, savoring the feeling of each stroke…taking him all the way up inside of me…and then pulling back until just the head remained trapped inside my tight hole.
My bobbing movements fell into a slow, steady rythm as I spread my knees apart, reaching a hand down between my legs and spreading open the lips of my drenched pussy. His eyes immediately fell between my legs, staring at my wide open display as I contued moving my back hole up and down the length of his shaft.
I brought my other hand up to my mouth, extending my middle finger and pushing it in between my lips. I sucked suggestively…lewdly…for a moment and then moved that hand too down between my legs.
His hips were starting to hump against my butt as I placed my wet middle finger on my clit and began moving it around in small circles, tormenting my hard throbbing button.
Oh God…heaven!
My clit was on fire…my tiny back chute screaming at the intense feeling as I felt a gigantic orgasm start to overtake me.
My finger was flying on my engorged clit, my tight puckered hole ravishing up and down his penis…and all of a sudden I was gasping…moaning…panting…screaming…
I felt my tiny back hole clamp down on his throbbing penis like a vise. I could barely breathe as spasm after spasm racked my body. This orgasm was…was…like a tidal wave. It kept growing and growing…getting stronger and stronger…more and more powerful. It wouldn’t stop…wouldn’t slow…
It seemed to last forever, and when the spasms finally seemed to subside a little bit I found myself shaking…quivering. I was gasping through my mouth in deep lungfuls.
My whole body felt like rubber…shivering…trembling.
I felt his penis start to twitch and jerk again and leaned forward…whispering in his ear, “Don’t come yet.” I leaned up a bit to look into his eyes.
He stared at me in shock…disbelief.
My lips returned to his ear, whispering again, “I want to taste you. I want to drink you.”
I lifted myself off his throbbing penis and moved between his legs, spreading his knees far apart. I slid one hand down between his legs, pushing the tip of my middle finger against his tiny back opening, while gently cupping his balls in my palm. I opened my lips slightly and leaned forward, feeling the head of his penis move into my waiting mouth.
I held him there for a moment, with just the head inside my lips, and swirled my tongue all around the smooth skin, pausing to probe at his tiny pee hole.
His penis was twitching again as my head moved forward, engulfing more of him until the head was brushing the roof of my mouth. Moving forward further still, his head entered my throat. Pausing until the gagging sensation passed, his penis seemed to be still growing in my mouth…filling it…stretching my lips.
“This is what was just in my little back hole?” was the thought wandering through my brain. All of a sudden the earlier moments of excruciating agaony became clear. This still growing monster had been inside me!
Moving my head again, my lips brushed against his coase pubic hair. Pausing again, with his entire penis in my mouth and throat, my tongue swirled all around his shaft, delighting in feeling him twitch and throb.
I pushed the tip of my finger inside his back hole, hearing him gasp as I pulled back my head and curled my other hand into a loose fist, grasping the base of his shaft.
The index finger and thumb of that hand were glued to my lips as both hand and mouth began bobbing up and down as one.
I wiggled the tip of my middle finger in his tight rear channel and increased the rythm of my bobbing…stroking…sucking…kissing…licking…his pulsing penis as his hips began bucking…humping up off the bed.
My palm felt his balls start to tighten and contract and it was clear it was time.
My hand and mouth were flying up and down the length of his throbbing tower as he groaned and began to jerk, his hips mashing against my lips, hips penis ravishing my mouth.
His hips came up a foot off the bed as he froze, croaking, “Oh Jesus…”
I pushed my middle finger all the way up inside his tiny back hole, wiggling it as I felt the first squirt blast against the roof of my mouth. It was followed quickly by a second…and third.
I swallowed as much as I could but still felt drops of his sweet cream dribbling out of the corners of my mouth.
He quirted a fourth time…and a little bit of a fifth time.
This time, his juice stayed in my mouth, coating my tongue. I swirled it around, savoring the slightly salty taste.
He collapsed back on the bed…panting…moaning.
I swallowed again and used my fingertips to collect the little droplets running down my chin.
He seemed to be getting his normal breathing back as I sucked my fingertips greedily into my mouth, determined not to miss even one little drop.
He was lying back, eyes half closed, with a kind of a dreamy expression on his face. He just looked so content…so…peaceful…so…perfect.
The slight taste of salt was still in my mouth as I crawled up next to him. Draping one leg over his thigh, I dropped my arm across his chest as my head nestled in the crook of his shoulder. My pussy was pressed against his thigh, but not sexual…just warm…intimate.
His arm went around me, snuggling me against him.
My lips returned to his ear as I whispered, “Thank you.”
My eyes were on his face as I started to doze.
I think I saw my god smile.Pool Party Epilogue:
Having finally finished this marathom day, I went back and read it beginning to end, and even though it’s horrendously lengthly, there’s still whole parts of that day that were left out…that I forgot…
The Measurement: We lined all the guys up and stroked them until they got fully hard and big…then got out a ruler and measured them. (My brother Ricky actually won that one at 6-1/4″…rest of the guys were all between 5-1/2″ and 6″.
The Squirting Contest: (Right after the measurement). While the guys were still all hard, we took turns stroking them until they came…seeing which guy could squirt the furthest. (Tommy won that one…I think in Lisa’s hand)
The “Quick Come” contest, Lisa’s idea (who else?): Each of us chose one guy and took his penis in our mouth. Using only lips, tongue, and mouth, (no hands allowed),
we raced to see which one of us could make the guy come first. (Jen won that one, with Michael I think…but it might have been Eric.)
These might be worth revisiting to tell the story some time down the road.
But for now…happy holidays.
xxx, Michelle

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My First Mate

This is the first time I am writing this story. This happened to me when I was in college. Please share your comments and let me know what you like me to write next.

Nicole and I

I should start out by describing my life.
I grew up in a upper-middle class family with a nice house and good oppurtunities. I live with my mom and dad and my sister nicole. I was a very happy kid and was quite lived by my parents.
My early childhood was a bit strange, i should explain. The children in my neighborhood when i was about 8 set up a club. we called it the “poop and pee club”. We were kids so that is the reason for the immature name. there was a couple guys, a little older than me and one girl, Alli. I dont remember how it came to this, but the guys eventually started having sex with alli, who was at the time around 10. They then suggested that alli and i have sex, so we did. it felt great. of course i couldn’t orgasm but it was great none the less.
Alli and i would have sex by ourselves all the time. We experimented with all sorts of things: She gave me blow jobs, i fucked her up the butt, we even fucked in the middle of the street once.
however alli moved away when i was twelve so i had to return to being sexually inactive.
Now my story jumps a few years to the present, right as i am just turning 17. I should describe my life at this point. I am not an unatractive guy. I have a good body however i am a little on the slim side. I stand 5’9″ 120 pounds. I am pretty skinny but i do have a good shape. i have dirty blonde hair and a great complection. Despite my qualities, i still find it hard to get girls. i just finished my junior year in highschool and so far summer has been great. long days at the beach, chilling with friends, you know how it is.
However when i go home at night i cant help being frustrated with my lack of sexual experience. I think back to when i had Alli and how i took it for granted. If i had her right now, i would fuck the shit out of her. But i am left with only the memories of her and our sexual encounters.
This is when i started to notice my sister, nicole. She is a little older than me which gives her that older sibling power over me. But we are still close. She is pretty short but has a great body. She stands about 5′ 0″ and must weigh about 95 pounds. She hase dark hair and a nice complection. We go to the beach a lot together and i cant help notice how great she looks in a bikini. Her tits are about a D cup and both her tits and her ass look great in that bikini.
Sometimes i jack off thinking about her and cant help but wonder how it would go if i asked her to fool around with me.
So one day i finaly figured it out and got the courage to do something about my urge.
I decided that i would play on her sympathy towards me, while at the same time offering her pleasure.
It was a tuesday and my parents were out of town for three days:
The morning had been very quiet, i took a shower after her at about 10, and at 11, i went to her door in by bathrobe and knocked on it. She told me to come in so i did.
“Hey” she said as she looked up from her computer. She had on a white tank top and short red shorts. God, she looked great.
“Hey, watcha doin?” i asked her
“Oh im just messing around on my computer” she told me, “Whats up?”
I was getting nervous now, i wasn’t sure if this was such a great idea after all. But then i thought, what the hell, and went for it.
“I have a problem nicole” i said “and this is really embarising so if you decide against it please just forget what happened here”
“whats wrong michael?” she asked with a look of sympathy on her face. ” what are you talking about?”
I could tell that i had her sympathy from the look on her face and decided that it was now or never.
“Im having girl troubles” i said with mock embarasment as i looked down at the ground.
“How can that be Michael?” she asked ” your great looking and well built, hell, if i wasnt your sister, i would be all over you!” This comment really boosted my confidence.
“well the thing is that i know how to approach girls, but when it comes time for foreplay i just dont know what to do” I said
She stared at my face with her eyes kind of squinted and kind of bit the inside of her lips like she was thinking. She then turned back to her computer, clicked something and turned back to me. She looked up at my face and the her eyes wandered back to my chest.
“do you want some pointers?” she said as she looked back into my eyes. ” is that what you came here for?” she asked
“Well . . . um . . . yeah i guess” i said with a little smirk.
“Alright” she said as she got up from her chair, “but it is super important that this does not leave this room” she said as she walked closer to me “we wouldnt want anyone finding out about this now would we?”
“no. i will keep my lips sealed” I said as she stood right in front of me looking up at me.
“Well, for now we want them open” she said as she grabbed my hand and led me across the room towards her piano.
This was odd i thought. I wondered why we were going to her piano, the bed was on the opposite side of the room.
“Where are we going?” i asked
“Sit down” she said pointing to the piano bench. “stratle it”
I did as i was told and stratled the bench facing her. She then too stratle the bench only as she came close to me she lifet he legs up onto mine with her ass still in contact with the bench. She had to look up to see my eyes.
“Just pretend like i am one of the girls that you might get with” she said “and I’ll tell you where your going wrong.” And with that she lifted herself onto me so that she was stratling my body. Her pussy touching my bellybutton and her tits rubbing agains my chest, her face was right in front of mine She then closed her eyes and leaned forward, i did the same and our lips met in the middle. we started to kiss. She would suck on my lips and nibble them slightly, then she would open her mouth and we would play with eachothers toungs.
With her arms hugged around me she would move slightly up and down as she opened and closed her mouth.
We kissed passionately like this for about five minutes when i wrapped my arms around her and leaned forward into her. I then picked her up still kissing and moved her to the bed where I laid her down underneath me. We still kissed and i finaly broke it by sitting up on my knees stratling her and rached down to the bottom of her tank top. i pulled it up above her head and in doing so her bra-less tits bounced out of her shirt. they were so beutiful and i needed to have them. i bent froward and began to kiss her again, fondling her tits. i once again broke our kiss, but this time I moved my kisses to her neck and down to her chest. I finaly reached her nipples which i took into my mouth and started to toung them. she gave out soft little moans as i did this.
After playing with her tits i moved down her body kissing down the middle of her stomach till i reached her belly button. I then looked up at her and told her i was going to take off her shorts.
“Yeah, go for it.” She told me, “But just promise me that you will never tell anyone about this”
“I promise Nicole” I assured her and I pulled her shorts down around her ankles where she kicked them off. Her shaved cunt looked so inviting and i needed to taste it.
I leaned forward again and started to kiss her abdomen, I moved my kissing to her thighs and made my way down and up her left thigh and next her right. Then I moved to the inside of her thighs and licked all around her pussy, just teasing her. After it seemed like she finally couldnt take it anymore, i licked my tounge from her hole to her clit in one long motion.
She moaned really loud as I began to toung and nibble on her clit.
“Oh god . . . Oh yeah” she moaned between breaths. “Oh god michael you dont need any practice at all!”
As I pleasured her clit, i stuck two of my fingers in her dripping hole. At this she arched her back and let out a really loud moan. I bagan to finger her pussy while I pleasured her clit with my mouth.
“Oh god! oh God! Oh my fucking god! Oh yeah . . . micheal just like that, dont stop!” she started screaming.
“Oh my god im cumming” and with that I felt a rush of liquid puor onto my already sopping fingers.
After another ten seconds of attention to her clit while she cooled down, I looked up and she looked down at me.
“I am so glad that you finally asked me for this” she told me “I have wanted you for a while, you looked so great at the beach”
“I thought the same of you” i said. “Nicole?”
“Yes” she answered
“Can i fuck you?”
“Oh, I thought youd never ask” and with that she got up, flipped over on her bed and got on her elbows and knees with her ass sticking up in the air presenting her pussy to me.
At this i stripped from my Bathrobe and got behind her with my dick only inches from her sopping wet cunt.
“Dont you care about protection?” i asked out of courtousy.
“Just fuck me michael! I take birth control.” She replied
So i leanded my hips forward and placed the head of my cock at the entrance of her pussy. I leaned forward and glided my dick into her inch by inch, slowly.
“You dont need to go slow with me, just fuck me! I need it now!” She demanded
So I gave up my slow pace and shoved into her. It was the best feeling I had had in five years. I started to fuck her at a medium pace, shoving in and out of her tight wet cunt with my hands around her waste.
“I said fuck me! Fuck me Hard Michael!” And with that I started to rail her as hard as I could. I pumped my self in and out of my sister till she started to scream.
“Oh god yes . . .Oh Oh Oh! . . . Fuck me, fuck my tight pussy . . . yeah just like that . . . Oh I have needed this. . . . aaahhhhhh yeah nnnnnggggggg.” She was arching her back and yelping and moaning, and really turning me on. So I fucked her even harder.
After another thirty seconds of this I decided it was time to switch positions, so I pulled out of her.
“What are you doing!” She asked desperately.
“Come with me” I told her and i grabbed her hand and led her to the Family room. I sat down on the couch and told her to get on me. She stood in front of me and turned her back to me. she then lowered herself onto my lap with her hands on my knees, leaning forward. She let her pussy slide down my cock in one swift motion and began to fuck me. She was lifting her ass up and down, arching her back and moaning loudly.
this was great I thought to my self. I had my sister on top of me on our couch in our family room. The thought turned me on so much that I started fucking back into her. This doubled the already fast pace that was taken and I guesse she must have liked it because her moans turned to screams.
“:AAAAHHHHHEEEEEEE . . . OH . . . MY . . . GODDDDD! FUCK ME! OH OH OH YEAH” She was screaming as i drilled my cock into her. With each time I pumped myself all the way into her there was a slapping sound of skin agains skin. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
I stopped fucking into her and let her do what she wanted to my shaft. She sat all the way down on it and started to rock herself in a circle. It was so great! I could feel the inside walls of her cunt suck me into her as her muscles contracted around my rock hard cock.
“Oh god michael, im cumming!” she exclaimed and I felt warm liquid surround my dick.
After she was done with her orgasm she got up off of my dick and told me she had a surprise for me.
She told me to stay right there and ran off to her room. She came back with a bottle of KY jelly and kneeled down on the floor in front of me.
“Put some on your fingers and finger fuck my ass” she demanded. So I did what i was told and first lubed up her ass by pointing the end of the bottle into her ass hole and squeezing the liquid down her rectum. i then lubed up three of my fingers and began to finger fuck her ass whole with only one of my fingers. She told me to put more in her so I sholed all three of my finger down her tight little ass. with this she gave out a loud moan and arched her back. She looked back at me and bit her lip.
“Yeah . . . just like that . . . ooooooh” she moaned as I began to really fuck her hard with my three fingers. I pulled them out after about a minute of this and she got up and told me to sit back down on the couch like before. She leaned forward and began to lick my fingers clean of the KY and her ass.
“mmmmm . . .my ass tastes so good!” she told me, and then she turned around and lowered herself back onto me the way she had before. Only this time it was her other hole that I could feel my cock slowly penetrating. Once she had lowered herself all the way down, she lifter her feet up onto my thighs and reached around to support herself with her hands on the back of the couch.
She started to hop up and down on my dick while her tight shit hole begged me to cum in it. I reached around her front and rubbed her clit in circles with my fingers.
“Oh god . . .Oh yes . . . Oh yes . . .OH MY NNNNNGGGGGG” She screamed as she bounced up and down on me. “HOLY SHIT! . . . FUCK ME!”
I started thrusting back up at her like i did while fucking her pussy and again the SLAP SLAP SLAP was heard above her screams of pleasure.
I must have fucked her tight shitter like this for a full five minutes, during which she came three times, before I exploded in her bowels.
I drained out all my cum into her and when I had finished I flopped out of her and she got up and faced me.
“I am going to take a shower if you would like to join me” she invited.
I was more than anxiouse to see what (or who) would come in the shower. So I got up and follewed her to her room where we entered the bathroom and turned on the shower and fucked all over again.

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Taking Marisa

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A Bad Situation

This is a story about a guy, Alan that I briefly dated when I was 16. I had only known him for maybe a month at the time that this happened. He was staying in a motel with an older friend/coworker, Ray, and they were working on a construction site in that town. The day after this happened, they left town, so I guess they had planned to do it the night before they were leaving.
That night we were all drinking in their motel room and I ended up passing out early.
The next thing that I really remember is that it was dark and Alan actually ripped my cotton shorts open at the crotch and started fucking me. I was really turned on by the aggressiveness of it. He was always changing positions a lot during sex and making sex into a nearly athletic event sometimes, and this was no different. He kept moving me around into different positions – I was felt very mold-able that night. I was still pretty drunk, and I was very comfortable and really getting into every position.
After awhile, he moved so that he was laying on his back and I was laying in between his legs performing oral, sloppily, I’m sure because of how drunk I was. Then, he shocked me by forcing it down my throat and holding me there while he reached over and turned the light on. Still holding me on his dick, he let me up just a little bit – I remember that because I took a much needed breath, and he tilted my head to the side so that I could see his friend, Ray, who had to have been 35 or 40, sitting on the other bed slowly stroking his dick.
Ray, as I said, was older, he was not particularly attractive, and his was the first uncircumcised penis that I had ever seen, so the look of it really struck me in that first glimpse. It was also pretty large, but I noticed the different look of it being uncircumcised more than anything. Of course, I also caught on pretty quickly to what was on their minds and I started shaking my head because I didn’t want to get into any really freaky shit. I just wanted a normal sex life with one man and one woman.
So, I started shaking my head when I saw that it was about to get freaky. When I shook my head, Alan forced it back down, hard, cutting off my air and making me gag. He held me that way for a few moments, long enough to make me start moving frantically in a panic, then he let me up just enough to breathe for a moment before doing it again.
I started making noises in my throat the next time he let me up as if I could communicate to him to let me go, but that isn’t how it went down. He told me to get up on my knees and Ray got up off the bed, stood behind me and started touching my body and making creepy noises. I started whining, and Alan slammed my head back down again, again, holding me long enough to make me panic for air.
He let me breathe again and told me not to be difficult, and at that point, I realized that I was in it, like it or not, so I cooperated. When Ray entered me from behind, Alan started pumping my head up and down on his dick. I started to cry a little from embarrassment and feeling stupid more than anything, but when I did, he quickly slammed my head back down and told me that if I would behave this kind of shit wouldn’t happen to me. Ray was saying that I liked it, and at that point, I just closed my eyes, focused on breathing, and thought of how stupid I was for getting myself into such a stupid situation.
As I was blocking things out and focusing on breathing, I was shocked back to reality when Alan pulled my hair really hard, pulling me off of him and holding my head back, roughly by the hair, as Ray managed to roll onto his back on the bed, pulling me with him so that he never came out as he did it. Then, Ray started moving me by the hips in an almost grinding way, really slowly while Alan, half standing on the bed, held me by the hair, forcing my head back and jacked off.
He told me to open my mouth, and I did, thinking he was going to put his dick in it again. Instead, he shot load after load all over my face, all over my eyes and a lot in my mouth. I kept my eyes closed, though he told me to open them as he was cumming and pulled my hair really hard and painfully when I didn’t.
Then he told me to swallow what was in my mouth, and I did. He told me to open my eyes again and he slapped me when I didn’t, so I tried to, but it was difficult and it burned. When I opened them just a little bit, he said I was a good girl, told me to open my mouth, and he put his dick in it, telling me to clean it up and suck on it, which I did.
Alan still had a hold of my hair and it was painful. All of this was going on while his friend continued to grind me up and down, slowly on his cock. I was in pain because the guy had already been slamming it into me before the position change and he was large enough for that to be painful if the guy’s not careful, which he obviously wasn’t. The grinding wasn’t as bad as the pounding, but it was still really uncomfortable because it was so deep. Meanwhile, my eyes were burning from the cum and Alan had my head in a really uncomfortable position, holding onto my hair while I sucked on a mostly limp dick, feeling humiliated, and wondering how much longer this could go on for.
I finally felt some relief when he let go of my hair and took his dick out of my mouth. Then, Ray quickly maneuvered to roll me over, slammed me on my stomach on the bed and started pumping it really hard from behind again. When he finally came, it took forever for him to finish, making weird noises and pressing my body really hard against the bed, making it difficult to breathe again. While i was down there, though, I wiped my face against the comforter, trying to get some of the cum away from my burning eyes.
I thought that for sure they would be done and they would let me just go home, but I was wrong. When Ray finally stopped cumming in me and pulled out, he half staggered to the other bed and laid down on his back. I think he would have been fine to leave me alone then, but Alan told me to go over to him and clean him up. I asked if I could just wash my face and he told me to just do what I was told, so I did what i knew he wanted me to do. It was really awkward and uncomfortable because it was the first uncircumcised dick I’d ever seen, it was limp, and now, I was expected to suck on it.
Alan still seemed to have some energy and this seemed to turn him on because he entered me from behind as I was sucking on his friends limp dick. I didn’t want Ray to get turned on again and start getting into it, so I was doing what I could to keep from making him hard until Alan pulled me up by the hair again and told me to start licking it.
There really wasn’t any way to do that in a way that was careful to keep from arousing him, so I just did what he told me to, doing what I could to keep it from being a turn on. I looked up at him once to see if I could read his expression and he was staring at me intently with a grin on his face.
It didn’t take him very long with me licking it up and down, to get hard again. I really didn’t want this one down my throat because it was so big, so I held onto the base of it with my hand trying to keep that from happening. At that point, Alan pulled my hair really hard again and told me not to be a pussy as Ray moved my hand, sat up on the bed and pushed his dick deep into my throat.
He didn’t hold it there though the way Alan had. Instead, he pumped it in and out really fast and as he did so, I felt Alan getting a lot harder inside of me like it was really turning him on to watch his friend face fuck me so hard. After a couple of moments, they started talking to each other, stopped what they were doing, and told me to get on the bed.
From there, Alan pulled me to the edge so that my head was hanging upside down off of the edge of the bed. Then, he got on the bed with me while Ray started fucking my face in this new position which gave him deeper penetration into my throat, made me gag, and made it harder to breathe. As he was doing that, Alan lifted my legs up, held them together and started fucking me again in that position.
This position seemed to bore him, because he wanted to change it pretty quickly. Now that they both had their second wind, I thought that this could really go on forever and I was so tired of it. I knew from experience how Alan liked to change positions frequently and I wondered how much more of this I was going to have to deal with. However, instead of just changing position, I heard Alan say that he wanted to see “this bitch” swallow some more cum. So, they had me lay on the bed and both started jacking off over my face with me instructed to keep my mouth open. This time, I kept my eyes tightly shut and neither of them said anything about it. In a way I was relieved because I was pretty sure it was almost over.
They were fondling my tits and seeming to take forever, but finally I felt the first hot load from Ray hit my cheek. The next one went in my mouth, and he rested his dick on the edge of my mouth so that the rest of it went in. Alan, on the other hand managed to cum all over my face again, but still got the majority in my mouth. I was told to swallow it and I did. After that, they let me wash up and go home.

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No Denial

What one perceives as acts of independence at satisfying your needs, just might be a call to allow another to control you.

beginner crossdressing

I am 20-year-old short gray hair about twenty pounds heavy but not fat, with a round big ass. I am seeking to give oral to completion for nothing in return.’
In my younger day, I was constantly searching to meet strangers for adult fun, to give them oral without the man having to give anything back in return. I had regularly posted advertisement to personal encounters of Craigslist, resulting in receiving several e-mails a week from men wanting to meet. I answered every e-mail asked them when they could they meet, where could we meet and when we met, what did they want to do. When they responded, with the necessary information, I reviewed their information then decided if I were willing to meet. E-mails were from local men or from men traveling and want to play when they were away from home.
I received one e-mail from a stranger in San Diego; his name was Ray. Ray was coming to my town for a few days on business, mentioning my advertisement posted on Craigslist. He wanted to meet me, so I could give him a blowjob. Ray and I exchanged a few e-mails and I agreed to meet him because he could host at his hotel room. In his e-mails, Ray asked a strange question, “Do you know any transvestites?” Ray mentioned he had a fantasy about meeting a chick with a dick. In my e-mail back to Ray, I told him that I had a fantasy about a Tranny topping me. I told Ray I would look around for what we both had erotic fantasies. I provided Ray my phone number should we need to speak about our threesome. The next-day Ray, my cell-phone rings and it was Ray.
First question after hello, Ray said, “Do you swallow or spit?”
I responded boastfully, “I like letting a man shoot off in my mouth and having him tell me to swallow his load.”
Ray continued, “Good; I am straight man, and not interested in sucking any cock. So you’ll do fine.” Ray continued his questions; he asked, “Did you find a chick with a dick yet?”
I responded, “No, not yet; I will check Craigslist today. You know that most she-males charge money. I am willing to split the cost with you.”
Ray scoffed, “No, not fine. I do not pay to get my rocks off. You need to find a chick with a dick to meet us, and one that does not charge. I want to see her sucking your cock; I take her from the rear. Then I want to see her cock fucking your ass.”
After Ray’s phone call, I started my search on Craigslist for a chick with a dick. I found several and sent them all an e-mail. The next day, I received an e-mail from Crystal, a thirty-five-year-old transvestite with silicone breasts. Crystal lived about thirty miles from the town I was living in. Crystal provided her phone number to call confirming our meeting arrangements. When I called her, it rang six times, and I wondered if I had the correct phone number. Finally, when someone answered the phone, I said, “Crystal, Roger.”
Crystal answered in a low, soft whisper, “Oh, hi sweetie; I’m Crystal, so nice of you to call.”
I did not want to catch her at a bad time, so I asked, “Crystal, is this a good time to talk?”
Crystal replied, “Sure Roger; I just got out of bed and fixing my first cup of coffee.”
The conversation was going as planned, I continued, “So, are you OK meeting Ray and me on Friday night?”
Crystal stretching her words, “Oh yes sweetie; I have two holes that loved to be filled.”
I was beginning to be excited about having a threesome with Ray and Crystal, but needed to check, not sure how to ask I blurted, “Crystal, I have to ask. Do you charge when you meet someone?”
Crystal replied, “Oh no sweetie; I am always free.”
I replied, “Great Crystal, Ray and I are not looking for a professional, just someone who likes to meet men and have fun.”
“I love to have fun, and with the two of you, there are more possibilities. I am versatile. Why don’t you two meet me at my place, where I have my things?” Crystal said with a playful sound in her voice. Crystal continues, “Now Ray is the straight guy who wants to fuck me and you are a bottom which likes to give oral? Crystal continues by asking, is it OK for me to top you?”
I responded, “Yes that sums it up, and I also like to give oral.”
The meeting was set for seven PM at Crystal’s house on Friday night. I sent Ray a text message giving him Crystal’s facts. ‘Thirty-five TV, 40D, seven inches cut, versatile.’ Crystal provided a photograph that showed that she had large silicone boobs and a male member, a chick with something extra. Ray was all excited about meeting Crystal. The plan to meet as threesome was set.
On the Thursday evening, Ray calls me saying, “Roger, bad news my meeting has been canceled. I will not be arriving until Monday.”
I said, “No problem Ray, I will reschedule.”
I called Crystal to update her on the change of Ray’s arrival date. She apologized, but she was going to be out of town on Monday and could not change her plans. I called Ray back and I told him, “Ray; Crystal will be out of town on Monday night. She cannot change her plans. Looks like it is going to have to be, you and I”
Ray, in an upset and loud voice, said, “Roger, you will have to find another, she-male.”
Taken aback from his outburst and demand, I said, “I have tried, there are none available. I did find one, but she wants two hundred dollars an hour.
Ray retorted, “I am not paying for anyone’s service; I want to meet a cock sucking she-male slut, or cross-dresser will do.”
I apologized for not being able to meet his needs, “I have looked on Squirt and on Craigslist, and I’m telling you on short notice, I can’t find someone.” I started to be perturbed with his demand and in frustration I said, “Look, what you want me to do, wear pantyhose for you?”
Ray paused, with a devilish sound in his voice he said, “Yeah, you do that, you dress up for me.”
I was jesting, was not inclined to play dress up for anyone, not even Ray. I tried to talk my way out of his demands, by offering an excuse, “What, are you kidding, right? I have never dressed, ever. You have to be crazy to want to see me in pantyhose. Ray, I don’t have any pantyhose to wear.”
Ray insisted, “Well, go out and buy some pantyhose. While you are at it, get a matching bra and panty set. Make it something sexy.”
I continued to offer every objection not to dress, but Ray continued to press the demand. Resigned by his persistence, I agreed, “Well all right; I will find pantyhose, panties, and a bra. I am not going to buy a wig and a dress, or wear makeup, OK.”
My agreement to play dress up for Ray excited him about our meeting. Ray urged me on by saying, “Yeah that will be fine; I want to feel nylon stockings rubbing on my legs.” Ray agreed I would wear pantyhose and anything else I could find on short notice. I would meet him at his hotel room Monday night at seven PM.
I went to Walmart that Saturday. Walking around the woman’s department, spying at the panties and bras’ sets from a distant, my heart was pounding. I felt self-conscious about the thought of buying womanÂ’s clothes. Someone from work or my church might see me with large woman garments when they know my wife is small. I knew that husband’s shop for their wives, so why would anyone notice or care what I was buying.
Embarrassed, I walked down the panty display, grabbed a red lace ruffle panty with matching bra. Next, I walk to the stockings and selected several pantyhose; I made sure they were large. I raced to the automatic checkout; I did want a cashier to remark what I was buying. Quickly, I left the store. Five minutes later, I could still feel my heart pounding. I had an Adrenalin rush caused by buying woman garments as directed by a stranger named Ray.
In my e-mails and chats with Ray, we talked about me giving him blowjob while I was dressed in pantyhose, panties and a bra. Ray called them sissy clothes. The date, time was set, and everything confirmed; I would wear the pantyhose, panties and bra. I would rub my nylon-clad legs against Ray’s legs, and Ray would get hard. I would perform fellatio for him, and we would both be happy.
Ray arrived on Monday and attended his business meeting. I got a call from him about six PM, Ray questioned, “Are you ready?”
I replied with an excited voice, “Sure, I’m ready to meet you and can be there at seven.”
Ray continued, “Do you have sissy things on now?”
I responded with sound of humiliation in my voice, “No; I was going to get dressed at your motel room.”
Ray shot back quickly, “No-good. I want you to arrive with your wear your sissy things.”
I tried to offer my objection by saying, “No way; I do not want anyone to know.”
Ray in a convincing voice, saying, “Who is to know, wear your stockings, panties and bra on, then your pants and shirt; no one will notice.” Ray says, “I want you to arrive with wearing your sissy things. No sissy things, I will cancel our meeting.”
I did not want to disappoint him, I reluctantly said, “OK I will. I will do as you ask. It should not take me long to get them things on.”
Now Ray ordered me, “When you arrive, the door will be open, you knock, and I will go into the bathroom, you enter and remove your shirt and pants. When I walk out I want to see you in pantyhose, panties and bra.”
Submissively, I responded, “Ok; I’ll be there at seven.”
I got naked and took the pantyhose out of the package. The package said they were large, but looked small. I looked if there was a front or back. I could not tell. I looked for instruction, there was none. The pantyhose were black and sheer. I asked myself, how do you wear pantyhose, one leg at a time? I had to roll up the leg, slide my foot into the tip, then pull and unroll the stocking to the knee. I did the same for the other leg, I stood, pulled on each side so the pantyhose and covered my butt to the waist. I smoothed out any wrinkles in the stockings; I looked at my stocking covered legs. I commented to myself; I had pleasurable and womanly shaped legs. I shaved my legs so to look more feminine for Ray.
I put the panties on first then the bra. Ouch, the Bra was unyielding. I bought a large, but the straps pressed into my skin restricting. The bra around my chest restricted my ability to take a deep breath. I covered up my sissy things with my pants, shirt and shoes. I drove to Ray’s hotel dressed in woman underwear and had the filling others watching. I prayed not to have an accident or pulled over by the police. You could not tell I was wearing pantyhose, panty, and a bra. Nevertheless, I was self-conscious about my sissy condition.
I did not want to be late, and arrived at Ray’s motel before the scheduled time. I sat in my car, feeling how smooth and silky the pantyhose were against my shaven legs. The bra was still tight and restricting my breathing, or maybe I was excited about being dressed.
At seven o’ clock, I arrived at Ray’s motel room door. I knocked on the door; I heard an answer, “Come in.” Pushing on the door, I found it unlocked. Once I entered the motel room, I closed the door behind me. As instructed, I took off my shirt, pants and shoes to reveal my male body wearing black sheer pantyhose, red ruffle panties and a red under wire bra. I do not have big breast, but the bra did giving the appearance that I had small breasts.
A stranger appears out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped roughly around his waist. He said, “Well helloooo, I am Ray.”
We shook hands; I replied and said, “Roger.”
I lifted my arms, and twirled, so he could see all of me. He sat on the bed and asked me to stand in front of him. The pantyhose were sheer and black, but you could see my moderate erection bulging off to one side. He undid the towel exposing his genitals. His cock was limp. He turned me around, so I was facing away from him. He pulled on my hips causing me to sit on his lap.
I was in the typical lap-dancing position; my butt was hovering above his crotch. Moving my butt in circles, I pretended to grind his package with my cheeks. I changed the pace. I switched to a revolving motion; I was simulating riding him in reverse cowgirl position. Looking back at Ray as I grinded against his body, I could see the grin on his face become a smile. Sitting for full-body contact, wiggling my bottom on his legs, and rocking back and forth on his male member caused Ray to be aroused. The contact between my pantyhose and his flesh did not take long to awaken his hardness between my legs.
I continued to rub my bottom on his erection while he felt my breasts and slipped his hands into the bra from the top to play with my nipples. He got my nipples erect; I got his limp member erect.
He told me to sprawl on the bed on my hands and knees facing him. I did as ordered. I saw his erection for the first time and could see a cut phallic about six inches. He stood in front of me, placed his hands on each side of my head, pulled my head forward and down, directed me to give him oral. I opened my mouth; accepted his hardness into my warm wet mouth. I heard him moan and tell me how that feels good. He kept his hands on my head moving his hips up into my mouth, using his hands to restrict my moving.
Ray used my mouth for his pleasure for a few minutes, he stops and ordered me to stand. He slid my panties down to my ankles. He turned me around, forced me onto the bed, so my knees were on the edge, my hands starched in front; I am in the doggy position. He rubs his cock along my crack and tries to rip the pantyhose, but no luck. Ray rips hole in the pantyhose at a location in line with my anus. I did not expect to receive anal intercourse that night; I was only hoping for oral.
As he rubbed his erection on my pantyhose, aroused, he grabbed my hips and dry humped me. Ray forced me on my elbows, pulled my hips up. He positioned himself with his cock aimed at the hole in my pantyhose. He slides his cock through the pantyhose and touches my rosebud. I have had been anal a few times, and I know I need to relax and let him do what he was going to do.
I needed to relax for his shaft and gland head to slip pass my anal sphincter muscle. I relaxed more with Ray being able to insert his erection halfway into my man-cunt. I was tight and there was no lube; I had to reach behind me and spread my cheeks. With a last push, he was all the way in. Ray started to thrust in deep then slowly withdrawal.
He grabbed my bra began to squeeze, pinching my nipple at the same time. I tighten on his member inside me, gave him pleasure. The speed picked up; the thrusts were deeper, and each time I cried a moan of pleasure. Ray held my hips, so I could not move, and he climaxed was way up inside me. Everything happened so fast that I did not realize Ray did not wear a condom.
I collapse on my side, Ray rolling with me, his manhood still inside me. We lie there for a few minutes, when his relaxed cock slipped out of my now dripping wet anus. He patted me on my butt and said I was hot in pantyhose. He started to dress, mentioning that he had nothing to eat. He told me to stay dressed. I went to the bathroom to go clean up. I kept the stocking on, put the clothes back on and wore the bra; I was dressed as a sissy .
I went into the kitchen to cook something, he gave me a pair of high heel shoes, to cook for him dressed like this.
to be continue…

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Away We Blow

This story is about my first sexual encounter with a guy. Three days previous to this, my boyfriend and I went to the movies where we kissed, and he had his hands in my pants, but this went so much further. All I had ever done before that was kiss a girl. My boyfriend and I were both juniors in high school: I was 16, he was 17.

Michelle-Pool Party 3-Ch.13

I waited for a few momemts while Tommy exited the pool bath, heading out back. I was absolutely certain that within minutes, every guy in the pool would know what had just transpired.
I left the bath through the sliding door into my parents’ bedroom and resumed my position at my “spy spot”. Peeping through the crack in the blinds, I could see Tommy reenter the pool, yakking away. Within seconds, all the guys were gathered around him, focused on him…and I just knew he was telling them what had just happened.
All the guys except my brother Ricky.
He just stood back…casting an occasional glance at the blinds I was “hiding” behind, a kind of a self satisfied smirk on his face.
I watched the animated chatter in the pool for another minute or two, and then exited my parents’ bedroom into the house. I fidgeted in the kitchen for a moment, then made my way back outside. I was instantly turned on as every guy, even Ricky, stared at my every move as I made my way back to the pool.
With a sudden thought, I stopped and hollared,” Who’s ready for another beer?”
Five guys yelped yes, and I detoured past the fridge, grabbing another six pack.
I’m not sure what was turning me on more…knowing that five guys had their eyes glued to me, or the fact that I could still taste the somewhat salty taste of Tommy’s cream.
Regardless of why, I felt another rush in my pussy…and somehow knew that my day was just starting.
I grabbed a six pack out of the fridge and returned to the edge of the pool. I squatted on my haunches as I peeled the cans out of their plastic holder, careful to keep my knees well apart.
Four guys were immediately right in front of me…staring at the thin material covering my pussy. Brother Ricky stayed back a little, the same little smile on his face. When I looked over at him…he just winked…and his smile broadened.
I gave him a half smile in return and finished handing out the beers, keeping the last one for myself.
I knew I had to get back in the water…get my suit wet again….so it would cling to me and show off everything, so I quickly jumped in the water.
I surfaced at the perfect depth so the water came up just above my waist, my top clinging to, outlining my now hard nipples. The guys were staring holes right through the skimpy nylon.
I had a thought, and moved toward the steps, climbing out of the pool, pausing just long enough on the steps so the guys could see the thin nylon of my bottoms plastered against my cheeks, my lips, my slit.
I headed for the slide at the deep end of the pool.
The guys were still watching me as I climbed up the steps, and I paused for a moment at the top. “Anybody goona help me if I start to drown?”
Four guys were immediately clustered in the water at the bottom of the slide, and I paused again, plotting my next move.
I sat down on the edge of the platform and pulled my knees back to my chest. I knew this would make my wet bottoms cling to me, clearly outlinging my pussy.
“Gonna do a cannonball!” I shouted gaily. I shoved off and skittered down the slide.
I hit the water with a huge splash and immediately there were four guys trying to “rescue” me.
I was still under the water as I felt hands…lots of hands…all over my body. Some brushed my breasts, some touched my butt…one even grazed up against my pussy.
This was driving me crazy…I couldn’t even tell which guy was touching me where!
All I knew was my pussy was now throbbing…again…and, as I broke the surface, searched quickly around, trying to figure out which of those wandering hands belonged to which of the guys. I made it back to the shallow end and stood, pretending to be completely unaware that all those hands had been touching me…everywhere. I stood, making sure I was in shallow enough water so that my bikini top was clearly visible, the thin nylon clinging to, outlining my now solid hard nipples.
I just stood for a moment, enjoying the way they were all staring at me, still trying to figure out which of the hands had belonged to which guy. Giving up, I grabbed two of the baby basketballs, hoisting one in each hand.
Turning slightly, I flipped one of them casually toward the floating basket. It went in!
Chuckling, I turned back to face the guys, hoisting the ball in my other hand. “OK guys,” I purred suggestively, “which of you is ready to show me what you’ve got?”
I’m not sure any of them caught my intended double meaning, so I just flipped the ball in their general direction, and turned back, climbing out of the pool and going over to the chest to fetch a couple more.
I did my usual show of keeping my legs somewhat spread as I bent far over, knowing for certain that all the guys would have their eyes riveted to the thin strip of material hugging my pussy lips.
I grabbed two more balls and straightened, turning back toward the pool. I flipped both of them toward their little group and jumped back in.
The next several minutes were spent just horsing around, shooting at the basket, playing, splashing about. Again, several times I felt hands sliding across my breasts, my butt, and on a couple of occasions, even lightly groping at my pussy. What a turn on!
I was really enjoying this, not just being the center of the guys’ attention, but it seemed like every time I tossed one of the balls in the direction of the basket, it went in! I don’t think I missed one shot in the next ten or fifteen minutes!
The beer was flowing freely, the guys getting agitated as they weren’t faring too well at shooting the balls. (Maybe I had their attention distracted?). After a few more minutes, poor Scott, (who I don’t think had made one single shot), sighed resignedly and announced, “Sorry guys…think it’s break time for me.”
I watched him out of the corner of my eye as he made his way to the steps in the shallow end and climbed out of the pool. My eyes were glued to his butt as he made his way over to one of the patio tables in the corner under the overhand. I realized as I watched him that he had a pretty nice body…slim…muscular…nice legs…nice butt. (What I could tell from his somewhat baggy suimsuit.) He plopped down in the chair in the corner and I turned my attentioon back to the pool…and the rest of the penises…er…guys.
We splashed and played around for a few more minutes, and it seemed like the hands on my body were getting more and more frequent…and more and more intimate. I felt one reach up between my legs from behind and give my pussy a quick squeeze.
I took a few more shots, still making almost every one I tried, and decided it was time to move this party on. I plotted my next move.
I was standing there, looking at Scott looking dejected sitting in the corner. I was forming a plan as I felt Michael brush up against my side. I could actually feel his penis pressing against my thigh. He was handing me one of the balls as he smirked, “Don’t tell me you’re gonna bail out on us too!”
I took the ball from his hand, and then, feeling really impetuous, reached down into the water and groped the front of his swimsuit, giving his penis a quick squeeze. I lowered my hand further, cupping his balls, as I replied, “Don’t worry. I’ll be back.” As I gently kneaded his balls, I added suggestively, “And maybe later we can find out if your aim is better with these balls?”
That comment gave me a great idea for an opening line, and I removed my hand from the front of Michael’s suit, turning and heading toward the steps in the shallow end.
I climbed out of the pool, grabbing a towel, and headed toward the table where Scott was sitting. I made a show of drying myself, making sure the towel against my breasts had my nipples standing up straight and hard, obvious through the slinky nylon covering them, and, as I approached the table, suggestively ran it down my stomach, spreading my legs somewhat as I lewdly exagerrated the motion of rubbing the towel up and down the tiny triangle of nylon molded tightly against my pussy.
Scott’s eyes were glued to me as I approached the table. I draped the towel over the chair across from him, “accidently” placing it so that it would provide a kind of a privacy screen between the guys in the pool and the chair he was in.
“You know sir,” I began in a light conversational tone, “for a small fee, I could probably teach you how to shoot those balls through the basket.”
“Kiss my ass,” he chuckled, good naturedly.
“Yeah, wouldn’t you just love that!” I replied quickly. “You should be so lucky.”
I paused, just looking at him for a moment. He looked at me, a kind of quizzical expression on his face, trying to figure out what I meant by my last comment.
After a brief pause, he regained his bravado and chuckled again. “Well, anytime, anyplace, chickie, you just say the word.”
He looked right at me, almost daring me to respond.
I stared right back at him for a second, and then, placing one hand jauntily on my hip, said in a mock stern voice, “You do understand sir, that in order for me to comply with your request, you would first have to stand and remove your swim trunks.”
I stood there staring into his eyes, daring him right back in return. I wasn’t breathing, my heart was pounding, wondering what his response would be.
He just looked at me for several long seconds, and then a sly grin broke out on his face. He stood, hooking his fingers in the elastic waistband of his trunks. He gave a slight tug and pushed them down off his hips. My gaze immediately went to his penis…it was beautiful…so sexy…I wanted…wanted…
After standing there staring at me for a moment, he finally managed to snicker, “Your move, chickie.”
I lifted my eyes from his penis to his face, and he just stood there, looking at me…daring me. My gaze dropped back down between his legs, and I thought, (or maybe just hoped), I saw a slight twitch.
I cast a quick glimpse back over my shoulder, and after assuring myself that the guys in the pool were totally ignoring us, moved quickly around the table to stand behind him. I hooked my fingers in his trunks and lowered them to his ankles. Stooping down, I pulled first one foot, then the other, out of them, and cast them away to the side. I grabbed both his ankles and spread them well apart.
I sttod quickly and reached for his hands, placing them on the patio table in front of him. I pushed his shoulders forward, more and more, until he was kind of half leaning over, half laying on the patio table. I grabbed one of the cushions off the adjacent chair and dropped it onto the deck right behind him.
I quickly knelt on the cushion and ran my hands up his firm, muscualr thights. My hands reached his butt, and I gripped one of his cheeks in each. They were so tight! So hard! I kneaded and squeezed for a minute, my eyes gazing at the twin globes.
I gripped his cheeks tightly in my hands and spread them far apart.
There it was!
His little tight back hole, staring straight at me…inches away.
My eyes remained riveted on his tiny opening as I ran my tongue suggestively up the back of his thigh, then back down the other. I felt his legs tense as I repeated the motion a few more times.
I dropped my eyes and could see his balls hanging down between his spread legs. I abandoned his thighs and started licking gently all around his sac. He shuddered.
I continued washing his balls with my tongue for several more moments, then went back to his thighs. He tensed again as I moved higher and higher and started licking up his cheeks, first one, then the other.
I pushed my tongue out and gently licked up and down the top of his crack. I moved back to his balls and lavished them again…back to the top of his crack…back to his balls.
His tiny hole seemed to be talking to me…begging for attention. His hips began a swaying rocking motion as he seemed to be trying to position himself to get my tongue where he wanted it.
I continued my tease, the tip of my tongue coming ever so close to his little opening. I curled my tongue and ever so lightly barely touched the tip against his hole. He jerked.
I quickly moved back to his balls, licking hungrily. His hips were rocking now.
I spread his cheeks even further and my tongue began a long, slow, up and down movement the entire length od his crack. Every time the tip of my tongue would touch his tiny hole, he would jerk. I continued this for several moments, then curled my tongue again, pushing the tip against his opening. I tongued, probed, licked, pushed. I wondered if I could get a little bit of my tongue actually up inside of him.
His hips were humping back against my mouth. It seemed like they were trying to get my tongue inside of him as much as I was.
I continued this delicious feast for a few more minutes, until the rocking of his hips became so harsh I decided it was time to move forward.
I removed my tongue from his butt and stood, leaning forward and grasping both of his wrists. I pulled his hands behind him and placed them on his cheeks.
“Hold yourself open,” I hissed, as I knelt again.
He immediately spread himself, and my eyes were again riveted to his tiny back door. I curled my tongue, pushing it up against his hole as firmly as I could, trying to penetrate. It didn’t really taste like anything, I decided, except…maybe…a guy!
I continued probing his hole with my tongue as I reached one hand up between his legs and grasped his penis. It was already kind of swelling and growing and in a matter of seconds was hard and throbbing. I squeezed it and began stroking as I continued trying to push my curled tongue in and out of his little hole.
I pushed my other hand down inside my bikini bottoms and pushed one finger up inside me, swirling it until it was wet with my juices. I pulled it out and, pulling my face away from his butt, pushed the tip of my wet finger against his channel.
I continued stroking his throbbing penis as I pushed my wet finger a little bit up inside of him. He gasped. His back opening clamped down around my fingertip as I began wiggling it about, relishing the sight of my fingertip disappearing up inside of him.
I stroked his penis faster and I could hear his breathing become raspy, his hips bucking madly.
I stopped both movements abruptly, and pulling my finger from his back hole, grabbed his hips and turned him to face me.
Still kneeling on the chair cuchion, his throbbing penis was now only inches in front of my face. I reached one hand back down into my bikini bottoms, again pushing a finger deep up inside of me. I twirled it around for a moment, then pulled my hand back out of my bottoms.
Reaching between his legs, I cupped his balls in the palm of my hand, and extended the freshly drenched finger, pushing the tip up inside his back opening. He jerked again as I reached up, grasping his penis in a loose fist in my other hand, beginning a slow, rhythmic stroking motion.
I saw a drop of his cream form at the tip of his tiny pee slit, and this time, couldn’t resist.
I pushed my tongue between my lips and leaned forward suggestively.
I paused for just a moment, savoring the anticipation, then leaned forward and collected the tiny droplet on the tip of my tongue. “Salt”, I thought again to myself.
I leaned forward further and began probing his tiny hole with the tip of my tongue, continuing stroking his penis as I began swirling my tongue all around the head of his throbbing hard on.
His hips were starting to buck against me as I wiggled the tip of my finger in his little back channel.
I parted my lips and pulled the swollen head inside my mouth, my tongue swirling, while my hand continued stroking up and down his shaft. I pushed my finger a little further into his back hole, while pushing my mouth forward, drawing more of his penis inside.
I began a gentle sucking motion as I pushed further still. When my lips came in contact with the fingers wrapped around his shaft, I removed my hand and pushed forward again, drawing more of his throbbing organ into the cavity of my mouth.
I felt the head brushing against the roof of my mouth as I continued drawing more and more of him into me. I pushed my finger further into his tiny back door and pushed my face even further forward, feeling the head of his penis start to enter my throat.
I started to gag and paused, remembering my experience with the carrot…the gagging as I had tried to push it all the way inside my mouth and down into my throat. I froze, fighting the gagging sensation, and waited. My finger was still wiggling in his back side, and my tongue was still lavishing all around his throbbing penis as I waited patiently for my throat to relax and accept the welcome intruder.
I moved my free hand back down inside my bikini bottoms and began stroking up and down my slit as I pushed my mouth a little further, feeling his engorged head move past the back of my mouth and into my throat.
I pushed one, then two fingers, up inside me as I pushed my mouth forward a bit more, feeling my lips brush against his wiry pubic hair.
“Oh my God!” I thought, “I’ve got the whole thing inside my mouth!”
I just held that position for a moment, my lips buried in his hair, the entire length of his throbbing penis in my mouth and throat, and removed my fingers from my sopping channel, beginning a slow circular motion around my aroused hard clit, torturing the little magic button.
I pulled my head back, releasing the shaft of his organ, until just the head remained in my mouth. I tasted another little drop of salt, and knew another droplet of his cream had made its way to the tip of his tiny pee hole.
I pushed forward again, slowly engulfing more and more of him until I again felt my lips brush his hair. I pulled my head back again, leaving only his head between my lips, and stopped there for a moment, running my tongue furiously all over and around his penis tip, probing again at his tiny pee hole.
The fingers on my clit were moving faster now, and I pushed my finger deeper inside his back opening, wiggling furiously.
I began a slow motion, taking his penis all the way into my mouth and throat, then slowly withdrawing until only the head remained. The fingers on both of my hands were moving faster and I felt the beginning of another orgasm approaching as my head fell into a steady rythm, my lips moving back and forth on his throbbing hard on. After several of these in and out motions, the gagging sensation in my throat disappeared, and I found that I really liked the sensation of his penis filling not only my mouth, but trying to get deeper into my throat.
As the finger movements on my clit started moving faster still, I pushed the finger in his little back hole all the way in, wiggling it around, and heard him start moaning. His hips were rocking steadily against my eager mouth, forcing himself into me, and the palm cupping his balls felt them twitch, then start to tighten and contract. I knew he was close.
My clit was on fire as I felt my own orgasm start to build, my finger now flying furiously. I could feel his penis throbbing. I moved my head back and forth faster and faster, tightening my lips around his shaft as I felt the first beginning waves of my own come start to overtake me.
I felt his penis twitch, and jammed my face all the way forward, mashing my lips against his pubic hair. I felt the head of him plunge into my throat…and jerk.
I felt him squirt. I could feel his hot cream shooting straight down my throat as he spasmed once, twice, a third time. His tiny back hole clamped down tightly on my invading finger.
My fingertip was wildly mauling my clit…I was so close.
The squirting stopped, and he seemed frozen. The head of his penis was still lodged in my throat as he let out a long sigh.
His body went limp as my finger tried desperately to get me over the edge, my own hips rocking and bucking, wanting to…needing to…come.
He began to soften in my mouth and I got even more frantic. Mashing my fingertip against my clit, I pummeled it. Almost…so close…not yet…almost there…
He pulled his penis out of my mouth.
He leaned back against the table, still breathing heavily, his chest heaving. I looked up at him, wondering if the frustration I felt was apparent in my eyes.
I pulled my finger out of his tight little back hole, and gave up mauling my clit…this was just apparently not my time.
I looked up at him, disappointed and frustrated at the same time.
“Disappointed?” I thought to myself.
Frustrated…definitely. But disappointed?
Then it hit me. I had made a big mistake. When I had felt him start to come, I had jammed my mouth down over the entire length of his penis, burying the head deep in my throat. When he came and squirted, he had shot it straight down my throat, not into my mouth. I never got to taste him.
“Well,” I thought to myself, “A lesson learned…I won’t make the same mistake the next time…”
My mood brightened immediately as I realized that this party was just starting to warm up…
(To be continued…)

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Just One of Many Hot Encounters

I went to an all girl’s college back in the early 90’s in a small Midwestern city.
I met this girl while I was at school named Crystal. Crystal was a couple of years older than me, and she lived off campus in her own condo.
She was about 5’5 and was about 40 pounds overweight – most of which was in her HUGE breasts.
She had long light brown/blonde hair and big brown doe eyes. She was very pretty and had a great sense of humor.
I didn’t realize that Crystal was a lesbian – she never acted funny around me and her conversations were light-hearted and a bit on the “folksy” side.
I found out she was gay after a weekend I spent in an underground gay nightclub with a friend of mine, Allen.
Apparently, she’d seen me in there – and didn’t say anything to me. When the next weekend rolled around, she was passing by my dorm room one night and popped her head in to say Hello.
She was there to see my RA on that floor – they were best friends I guess – the RA wasn’t gay -so I never really had any “clue” about her.
Crystal made some small talk and then acted a little nervous when she asked me if she had seen ME at the club that previous weekend. I told her I was there with my buddy Allen and I was there quite often. I liked it – it was fun to dance and drink and maybe catch a few drag shows when they had them.
Well she said that she would love to take me there for a Halloween party if I would go with her.
I was a little shocked at first – and then quite flattered that she chose to ask me.
We agreed she’d pick me up around 8pm and that I would be dressed to kill.
I was a little taller than Crystal at 5’7, and I was on the thick side myself, but my weight was evenly distributed. I had a 38D chest and long dark hair and very dark black eyes, olive skin. I don’t know if you’d consider me “pretty” I didn’t think much about it – I sure didn’t have any problems getting dates though.
And Crystal apparently liked what she saw.
The night Crystal picked me up, she showed up in a pair of tight blue jeans and a form fitting tank top which showed off what HAD to have been 44DD or MORE, with a blazer to keep warm.
I was wearing a black mini-skirt and a black mesh crop top, black nylons and high heeled black leather boots. I had a lot of silver jewelry and over that I wore a black leather coat that went down to the hem of the back of my skirt.
We spent a good three or four hours in the club that night, dancing until we were sweaty and getting way too tipsy.
When it was time to leave, she suggested that I come home and crash at her place – no pressure and no strings attached.
I was feeling really out of it – and I said sure – why not? I will have a helluva time getting back in the dorm that late anyway.
So we went to her condo – it was really spacious. I couldn’t believe she was the only one who lived there – shit that place was big enough for a family of four!
Anyway, she showed me her bedroom on the second floor, she had a king size waterbed with silk bedding on it -it looked a little slippery.
She laid down on it and said it’s really comfortable, why don’t you take off your shoes and your coat and lay here with me.
So I unzipped my boots and threw my coat off on a nearby chair and plopped unceremoniously down on her bed.
It was pretty comfy after all!
She said she really had a good time with me that night and that if it was okay with me – she’d like to kiss me and hug me.
I opened my arms up to her, and I let her soft lips press up against mine. I felt her tongue slide inside my mouth and she hugged me really close to her – I felt smashed by those huge breasts – but it was a nice feeling.
Feeling a little bold from the alcohol I told her I’d be happy to make her feel good if she wanted me to. I figured I’m not real experienced, but I’ll give it a go – how hard can it be? I’ve watched a thousand pornos in my day.
I tugged her blazer off and pulled the front of her tank top open -I looked down to see what she was packing and those things were even bigger it looked like, stuffed in her bra.
I asked her if her nipples were sensitive and she said they were very sensitive and she loved having them sucked and played with.
So I pulled her top off, and unhooked her bra – and gasped when those gigantic tits fell out – the nipples were a gorgeous rosy pink color and they were the size of bullets – they stuck out like an inch from her breasts.
They were very suckable. I grabbed them gently in my hands and she laid back – those tits fell in large rounds all over her chest – there was a lot of flesh on either side of her body – and those big stiff nipples were standing straight up.
I lowered my mouth to suck them in, one at a time -then I pushed her boobs together and tried to lick and suck them both at the same time. It was amazing – I couldn’t stop licking and sucking those nipples and she was moaning and gasping with pleasure.
I tore myself away from her chest to kiss lower – I kissed and licked her down to the waist of her jeans – which I unbuttoned.
Underneath she had on a satin silky thong and I could see dark pubic hair curling out – the v part of the thong was tight up against her mound – she had really nice fat pussy lips and I could tell she was soaking wet.
I pulled her jeans off and told her to roll over on her tummy – so I could admire the other side of her – she had about 44 inches of ass, the string of that thong disappeared in her crack.
I told her to get up a little bit on her knees – and spread her legs as wide as she could -so I could kiss her ass and spread her open from behind.
She did what I asked her obediently – I could tell she was horny as hell and couldn’t wait to get her cunt sucked and licked.
I pushed her big ass cheeks apart and admired her tightly puckered asshole. It was a light brown color and below that was a fat puffy camel- toe pussy with a sloppy wet pink slit. I could smell her excitement and I liked it.
I stared at her ass and her pussy for a few minutes – I told her how pretty it all was and I liked the way she smelled. I took my time kissing her ass cheeks and rubbing my nose against her butt hole. She was going crazy from this – and I thought she’d cum all over the place when I kissed her tight brown eye.
I sucked it gently and licked it – I gave her a rim job she’s probably never had in her life and her pussy was dripping wet.
It was making a wet spot on the bed and I hadn’t even dove into her hot cunt yet.
I pushed her hips to the side – signaling her to roll over on her back, she did immediately and spread her legs for me. I kissed her soft thighs on each side – and rubbed my face against her crotch – with her panties still on.
She was thrusting up against my face and moaning – I took my time pulling that thong off – when I did I saw she had a full brown bush of hair and a nice plump mound of Venus.
I nuzzled it – and smelled her – I kissed her pussy all over the outside and rubbed my face against it.
I didn’t touch her clit yet – I wanted to eat her for as long as possible – enjoying everything in front of me.
I spread her fat lips apart and just inhaled her scent – and told her again how good she smelled and I loved her rubbing her snatch against my face.
She just gasped and trembled. I sucked each fat labia lip in my mouth and tongued them up and down, and I brushed my face against her creamy slit when I switched sides.
I’m sure my nose bumped up against her swollen nub and she jerked when I stopped to sniff her slit.
Finally I started kissing her clit not sucking yet – just kissing and moaning lightly and rubbing my face in her hot gash.
She started screaming and begging me loudly to tongue her cunt -fuck her pussy with my mouth and make her cum.
I went down further and kissed and sucked the outside of her vagina; her hole was snapping open and shut – I know she was going to grab my tongue with her pussy muscles when I stuck it in.
Sure enough I slipped my tongue inside her and her honey pot went crazy with contractions.
Her legs started jerking and she thrust her sloppy wet pussy against my mouth. I had her spread as wide open as she could go – and I tried to rub her clit with my nose and keep my tongue inside her at the same time. She screamed again loudly and pussy juice came squirting out into my mouth. She clamped her thighs tight against my head and kept me in her hairy slimy cunt until I almost couldn’t breathe.
I tried to push away from her – but she kept me locked in it until she was done cumming.
When she was done I fell asleep between her legs – her pussy just an inch away from my face. When we woke up in the morning, I put my tongue back to work on it getting her off again before it was time for me to go back to school. And no folks, I never did let Crystal reciprocate. I know that’s sort of “boring” – but I LOVED dick and I had a boy friend that got me off better than any female could have. But still that was a good time – I have other stories from my college days. Maybe I’ll share them sometime. I’m not exactly the J.R.R.Tolkien of porn. LOL thanks for reading.

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The Truth About Nikki – pt10

The Truth About Nikki – pt10 – ever changing lives
Note: Again, I have changed the names of the men that I dated from the time that I moved to Seattle and thereafter. These diary posts are intended to tell my story, not to embarrass the men whom I have spent time with over the years.
The next morning around 8 am I retrieved my son from the neighbors house, took him home for his favorite breakfast before filling the tub for his morning bath. After washing all of his dirty spots I left him to play while I went to unpack my overnight bag and repack it with clean panties etc. As soon as I unzipped the side pocket I saw the wad of cash, which I had already forgotten about. It stunned me at the amount that Stu had given me. I figured that it was either a 100% tip or a mistake on his part. I folded the agreed upon amount and put it in my wallet and stored the remainder in case he called saying that he had made a mistake. In only two nights out I had made enough money to pay all of our bills for two months with a bit left over and if Stu didn’t call about the other cash then I was set for three months. That settled any cash flow problems that I may encounter.
My boy finished his bath and I helped dry him off and dress then popped a cartoon movie in for him to watch. I had planned on a day at the beach but it was pouring down rain so it was going to be an inside day today for us. Now that my only TV was filled with cartoons, I decided to call my few friends and say hi.
I called my old roommate Anna first and after chatting for just a minute or so, she told me that not only was she pregnant by Michael but that they were getting married and wanted me to be her maid of honor at their wedding. I was terribly happy for them and decided to take that entire week to be down in Portland to help her out because I would be finished with school by that time anyway. We spent at least another hour talking about arrangements and such. After the wedding She and Michael would be moving to Denver as he had now graduated from college in Portland and had been recruited right away. Besides as she noted, there would be little chance of running into one of our old customers in Denver. As we hung up It hit me that I was fucking myself up right here in Seattle by getting back into the business, what if I got a job offer right here local when I graduated in another year or so. Which brought the question to mind of how many hospitals or laboratories would hire a prostitute, if it became known. What if one of my clients worked in that hospital or lab, wouldn’t that cause a mess.
I sat and began to re-evaluate my decision to “work” part time. On one hand, I was unwilling to become celibate again, yet on the other side of the card I didn’t want to destroy my reputation before I could even establish one. It seemed like I was in a catch 22 situation. I sure didn’t want to try picking up guys on the fly at clubs and bars, which was playing Russian roulette as far as I was concerned. The men I had been dating for the last few years had all been vouched for as being clean and disease free. Men in the bars were an unknown, one that I couldn’t risk.
I decided that I really needed some fatherly advice so I picked up the phone and called Kevin. Hearing his voice calmed me but I still almost broke down when I explained my situation and thoughts. After I was through venting my woes on his shoulder he calmly explained to me that he would fix it, he didn’t know how right at this moment but not to worry my pretty little head about it. My fears now put away because my black daddy was now in control again, I moved on and began to talk about other things. Soon we worked around to whom I had dated if anyone and I told him in brief terms about my 2 dates so far. Kevin’s voice was very soothing to me and when he asked me to go over me dates in minute detail I didn’t hesitate to tell him every thing that had happened during both dates. When I had finished he said that he wished that I were there with him because at that moment he had grown a huge fucking hard on, which now needed tending to. Every tiny detail of his superb cock flashed back into my head, I could almost feel the heat and smell it’s musk. Of all the men that I had ever bedded, Kevin had by far the most magnificent cock that I had ever seen or felt between my legs. I told him that I was getting wet just visualizing his beautiful cock in my hands again and he told me that he was sitting in his office stroking his cock thinking of my white pussy stretched around his cock too. I began telling him how much I missed his touch and the feel of his cock within me and he said that he missed me terribly too, that I had been his favorite slut of all times. I had of course heard of phone sex before but had never thought that I could get into it, but I was now so wet that I peeked in at my son to make sure he was ok, then slipped into my bedroom so I could finger my pussy while listening to Kevin’s strong voice. I described just how I would suck his beautiful cock and was rewarded by hearing his voice change even before he grunted and came. His voice seemed to boom in my ears as he told me that he wanted to fill my hot nasty cunt with his seed instead of shooting it in his trash can like he had just done. I couldn’t take it any more and came too, with the visual of his thick hot sperm spraying from his huge black cock. When I told him that I wanted him to fuck me too, he said that he just might have to make a little trip up north. As soon as he said it, my hunger for him multiplied and I almost begged him to fly up and stay with me. I had just fucked 4 men the night before but the thought of having Kevin between my legs again made my entire body ache with lust. There was a minute of silence on the line before Kevin asked what my schedule was like for the up-coming week. After I had given him my entire class schedule for the week he signed off and said that he would get back to me. I punched the end button on the phone and stood to head back into the living room only to find that I was trembling from head to toe. Kevin’s sexuality had been such a part of my life for these last few years that I felt like a schoolgirl just because of the possibility that he might come to me.
I returned to the kitchen and made lunch for my son and I and we sat down at the table just as the Disney cartoon quit and ejected from the VCR. After lunch we played games for a while then took a walk between rain showers before dinner. At about 8pm I put my boy into his jammies and tucked him in to bed. Not thirty seconds after I had closed his door, the phone rang. It was Kevin; my heart jumped hearing his voice, hoping that he was going to tell me of his plans to visit me. Instead he asked where he could park his car as it seemed like all the slots had apartment numbers on them. I ran to the window and looked down, there was a car in the middle of the lot motionless, and it had to be him. I told him where the visitor parking was and watched as he pulled into an empty slot. I ran from the apartment, down the stairs and rushed to his arms. Our embrace almost became X rated right then and there as I kissed him deeply he shoved his hand down the back of my sweat pants pushing them off my hips and grabbed my ass firmly. As our mouths parted he smiled and said that he had decide not to wait to come up and service me before I went out and fucked some other nigger boy. I couldn’t contain myself and almost drug him up the stairs and to my apartment and into my bedroom. Kevin had let me lead him to the bedroom but now he took total control. He sat on the foot of my bed and told me to stand before him and strip like the little cock whore that he knew I was.
I stood before him, my hands trembling with anticipation, what I wanted to do was to tear his clothes off and fuck him silly but he was in charge. So I began by slowly pulling my sweatshirt over my head and tossing it aside before releasing the clasp of my bra and letting it slip from my shoulders to the floor. At this point Kevin motioned for me to come closer and as I did he cupped my breast with one hand and slipped his other hand between my legs, resting his thumb on the mound of my pussy. He began to kneed my breast and roll his thumb back and forth over my breast and pussy before asking me if I was still his cock hungry little slut. My heart felt like it was going to explode but I assured him that I would always be his little slut, whenever he wanted me. He smiled and said that he knew I was horny for some fine black meat because my nipples were diamond hard and my cunt was already swollen and wet. With that he removed his hands and leaned back on the bed before telling me to turn around and pull the rest of my shit off so he could see my nasty little fucking ass. I could feel the juices leaking from my pussy hole and my belly had already began knotting up, and he had barely touched me yet, but I did what I was told and turned away from him, slid my panties and sweats down and stepped out of them. Kevin let out a low growl and said that my hot little ass looked even better than the last time he had seen it. He then sat up and told me to take his shirt off like a good little bitch, my shaking fingers fumbled with the buttons but I finally slid his shirt over his broad shoulders and off. Kevin was in his fifties but he still had strong muscles covering his chest and I rubbed my fingers over it feeling his thick chest hair while looking into his twinkling brown eyes. He had saved the best for last and finally told me to remove his trousers. His huge cock was stretching the fabric of his pants and as I rubbed my hand against it while grasping his zipper he again released a low guttural growl. He lifted his hips and I slid his trousers off revealing my prize, his massively thick 9-inch cock, just as I remembered it. Kevin quit giving orders now; he looked at me, straight into my soul and asked me if still I wanted his big nigger cock in my nasty white pussy. Just hearing him say it almost made me cum but I answered him by gently grasping his fat cock and lifting it ‘s drooling cock head to my mouth. He knew what was going to happen next, so he just leaned back again and watched me as I used my tongue and gently licked up the thick clear pre-cum that was flowing from the wide slit in his cock. His cream somehow tasted better than any of the men that I had just serviced and I savored its musk and salty tang. His massively thick cock pulsed in my hands as I engulfed his entire cock head in my mouth and began rolling my tongue around it and under it’s foreskin. I could still taste the left over sperm from his earlier ejaculation into the wastebasket and felt a wave of heat flush through me because of it. I could take no more; I desperately needed his cock to split my dripping pussy wide open. I released his cock from my grasp and stood up between his legs, he knew me so well that without speaking he slid up on the bed allowing me to move in beside him. His hands pulled us together and we kissed as he rolled smoothly between my legs, his cock gently rubbing over my aching mound. Even before our kiss was broken my hand was guiding his blackness into my dripping pussy. As he rocked his hips forward, driving just the first few inches of his manhood into me, I could feel an orgasm urgently building within me. My hands went instinctively to his hips and as it broke over me I gripped his ass and drifted into heaven. Kevin held his place until I began to recover before driving even more of his huge cock into my very center. As he drove himself deeper into me with each stroke he moaned and said that he loved fucking a black cock loving slut like me. He said that there was nothing better than fucking a slut who loved cock. At that very moment he was absolutely correct in every respect, all I wanted to do was to service him with my entire being. It had been so long since Kevin’s massive cock had been inside me that every time he pressed himself deeper within the folds of my womb it felt as if it was going to split me open. Kevin was a master with his cock, he would slowly press his tool into me then stroke his cock back and forth a few times allowing me to become comfortable with his girth before again forcing his cock even deeper. His hips fell into such a perfect, slow rhythm of fucking, stretching, fucking, stretching, that I came hard again on his cock before he even pressed his manhood fully into my willing womb. This time he didn’t stop fucking me while I came, he drove himself deeper and deeper within me with each of my spasms until I felt his huge tight ball sack press tightly against my ass. As I began to recover I felt the wonderful feeling of being completely filled with man cock moving back and forth within me, the firm muscles of his back flexing as he drove into me and withdrew, and his slow breath on my cheek with each thrust of his cock into my pussy. I opened my eyes and looked into his dark brown twinkling eyes and told him that I had missed being his personal slut so much, that I loved spending time with him more than anyone else in the world. He kissed me, told me that I was his favorite piece of ass, and that he truly missed having my tight cunt handy to milk his cock every day or so too.
I ran my hands down his back, he had given me two wonderful orgasms already and he hadn’t even started to sweat yet, I decided to change all that. I tightened my grip a bit on his flexing as muscles and asked him in more of a begging tone to fuck me hard with his big cock. He chuckled in my ear and whispered back that he was going to fuck the white off my nasty little ass and with that he began to fuck my hole with long, full strokes, smacking his balls hard against me. It felt incredible to be speared like this, as he would pull from me it felt as if his huge cock was sucking my guts out only to be jammed back up my hole into my belly. It took only a few short minutes before I knew that I was going to cum again, but Kevin could read me like a book, so before I could even tell, he whispered in my ear “cum on my cock Nikki, milk that fucking cock with that cunt”. I came so hard, lost for long moments in my special world. As I became aware of being beneath him again, He was chuckling in my other ear and saying that he missed the way my cunt sucked his cock every time I came.
I could feel sweat pooling between us, smell it’s scent, mixed now with the pungent musk of our mingling sex, it smelled perfect to me, everything in my life was perfect at this moment and I told Kevin so. We kissed again and he said that he felt the same way too. I had finally made him sweat which pleased me, his breathing becoming a bit raspy and his fucking a bit harder and faster. I loved cuming on his magnificent cock but I now felt the overwhelming need to feel his black baby seed flood my womb, filling every fold and crevice with his being. I whispered this message into his ear and tugged at his hips, beckoning him to slam that huge cock into my depths. Kevin and I locked eyes for a few seconds as he began to slam his cock into me with ever increasing power, the low squishing sound of our fucking soon became a load wet smacking sound as his cock and balls slammed into me, bouncing my hips down into the mattress with every stroke. His raspy voice in my ear told me to cum on his fucking nigger cock, almost as if on command I was overwhelmed by another huge gut wrenching orgasm, slamming me like huge breakers pounding against ocean rocks. I became aware that I was gasping for breath, clutching this man to me and feeling yet another orgasm rolling up my spine like thunder. As this climax hit me, my last conscious memory was of my sweet Kevin grunting, “breed my little bitch, breed for me”. I opened my eyes as the waves of ecstasy subsided Just as my lover, mentor, friend, and yes pimp, groaned deep down within his chest and bucked into me. His huge cock pulsing with each inward thrust, his huge spurts of semen gushed into me, filling my hole within seconds and forced it’s way around Kevin’s cock and ran from me like a river.
I had forgotten the incredible reality of being fucked by this man, his cock was so thick that I couldn’t help but feel the pulse of his cock as every spurt of his hot sperm filled me. I had only had a handful of men between my legs who had girth to allow me to feel this finality of a mans satisfaction. I lay there now, holding him to me, feeling the last pulses of his cock within me, his hot raspy breath against my breast, and thought about his last words to me. I had volunteered to carry his child once after he had uttered those words to me during our lovemaking only to be strongly rebuked. Yet now, I lay here, holding him to me, wishing that the seed filling me were even now attacking fertile eggs within my womb. I loved this man in some strange way, he could be a hard man, but could also be completely gentle and loving too. I knew the reality of this situation, that in his eyes, I was a whore, a commodity to be sold for profit, and there was nothing that I could ever do throughout the rest of my life that could ever change that perception of me. But I still couldn’t get that thought out of my head as he finally slid his flaccid cock from me and rolled to his back beside me.
I shivered as the air struck my sweat covered body and I rolled to my side resting my head on Kevin’s hairy chest and watched his cum coated cock as it rested there upon his belly, sperm still dribbling from it’s massive head, forming drools of stringy white forming a small puddle on his belly and flowing into his navel. Its beauty beckoned me, I had to touch it, so I slid my right hand to it and ran a single finger from its base to it’s tip, watching it twitch as I did. Kevin let out a small moan and said that it felt so good. I began running my index finger up and down his thick shaft occasionally rolling it around that massive black cock head. I was surprised to see it begin to thicken within just a few minutes of this treatment and was just about to replace my finger with my tongue when again Kevin beat me to the punch by telling me to quit playing with it and suck it.
I slid down his hairy chest and positioned myself between his legs, looking up and into his eyes as I licked the bottom of his twitching cock from its base to its head, rolling my tongue all over that big round cock head until it was free of any speck of his heady sperm. As my tongue ran over the oversized cum hole of his cock his eyelids fluttered and he squirmed and moaned. I knew that his cum hole and the deep slit on the bottom of his cock head were very sensitive so I grabbed his cock with both hands and lifted his heavy cock straight up and drove my tongue deep into that black crevasse. The results were instant as I began to wiggle my tongue around inside his hole, his cock thumped in my grasp and he moaned deeply. His big strong hand caressed my cheek as he told me that I was a natural born cocksucker, that some girls could learn to be good, but that sluts like me were just born with the gene. I answered his remarks by running my tongue up the deep cleft on the underside of his cock head and driving my tongue deeply into his cum hole again, bring more thumps from his massive cock and a deep guttural moan from his lips. I ran my tongue all the way down his bottom of his cock and then down his hanging ball sack making it twitch and begin to pull up a bit. Kevin was uttering his approval of every lick and kiss that I placed on his rapidly hardening cock. I had watched this mans cock harden many times but it always amazed me at the hardness that Kevin’s cock achieved. It became rigid, stiff as a 2×4, my hands that wrapped not quite all the way around him could plainly feel the steady thump, thump, thump, of his heartbeat. A few more long licks around his cock head and ball sack completed his transformation. His cock stood almost straight out from his belly, his balls were now pulled tightly up against the base his beautiful cock, and a small bead of precum was filling his cum hole before overflowing and running down the cleft of his cock head.
Without asking what he wanted, I slid up over his belly and sat upon his cock, driving it fully into my cum filled and already stretched pussy, making us both moan in satisfaction. He felt totally wonderful inside me again, I put my hands on his chest and began to rock forward then back on his thick cock. I could feel the heat of his cock warming my pussy to the boiling point even after only a few minutes of my gyrating. Kevin lay below me, watching me service him and telling me how good it felt to have his cock in my hole again. He laid there for maybe 10 minutes or so, hands clasped behind his head, just watching, and saying fuck that cock girl, milk that black meat, and numerous other things. I had almost fucked myself to climax when Kevin suddenly gripped my ass with both hands and began to pound my hips and pussy against his belly. It pushed me over the edge into a wild orgasm on his massive cock. As my climax subsided Kevin patted me on the ass and told me to slid my slut hole off his cock and get on my knees.
From experience I knew what was coming and how Kevin liked it so I put a pillow under each of my knees and lowered my head to the mattress. In this position Kevin could kneel upright behind me and drive his cock as deeply into my upturned pussy as he pleased. He slid in behind me and patted my ass once again, slipped several of his fingers into my sopping wet pussy hole, before rubbing his fat cock against my slit. The attentions of his cock and fingers made me mew and squirm my hips around and around until I finally begged him to fuck my pussy. As he withdrew his fingers from my dripping hole he wiped our cum over my ass and inner legs until his hands were nearly dry before placing his cock head just inside my waiting womb. With one smooth roll of his hips that wonderful black cock slipped fully into me again making my pussy muscles twitter and flex in response. His hands slid up and down my lower back, gripping my hips to him with each full entry. His hands held my hips gently in place as he set the pace of our fucking. He continued to tell me what a fine, natural, black cock slut I was and how my body had been perfectly designed for thick black cock like his. I was in complete agreement with him, I felt like I had been molded around Kevin’s cock like a condom on a form. Bent over this way, I felt as if his thick pulsing cock was fucking its way through me and into my chest, I could almost feel it rubbing on the inside of my ribs as he steadily drove his cock into me. I moaned that he was going to make me cum again and his grip tightened on my hips and he smacked that big fucking cock against my pussy even harder, instantly pushing me into quivering oblivion, shaking like a rag doll on his pounding cock. Kevin was fucking my stretched mount harder and harder, grunting that he was going to flood my cunt with seed as I began to recover. He was fucking me with such strength and urgency, his balls making a loud wet smacking sound each time he would slam that wonderful fucking machine into me. My guts were boiling and I was barely able to ask him to fill my hole before I felt his cock explode within me, forcing me from my used pussy and could hear Kevin commenting again on the way my pussy seemed to milk the seed from his cock.
I was soaked in sweat and now became aware of the trickles of sweat running down my back to my shoulders. Kevin remained fully seated within my womb, gently rubbing and patting my ass as he caught his breath and touted my talents as a fine black cock slut. I finally lifted my sweat soaked body from the wet sheets and slid forward until Kevin’s limp cock dropped out of my dripping pussy with one final slurping sound. I turned around and walked on my knees to Kevin, kissed his flushed face, and told him that he was still and always would be my favorite black bull. We held each other and gently kissed in silence for a few minutes, savoring the bliss that follows a hard, hot, nasty, fulfilling, fuck session like we had just enjoyed tonight. I whispered into his ear that we needed a shower and volunteered to bathe him if he had the energy left to climb off the bed.
We finally slipped into bed about 2am and within minutes Kevin was snoring peacefully. I snuggled against his strong back and thought about how perfect this was; having a man beside me, stay with me, after he had finished with me. The next thing I remember was waking, with the early morning sun peeking through the curtains, Kevin snoring softly by my side, it was going to be a wonderful day.
I turned and pressed my breasts against his back, kissed him gently on the nape of his neck and slid my right hand around him and ever so gently, cupped his flaccid cock in my hand. Kevin didn’t stir, his soft snoring continued unabated, but his cock began to slowly fill with blood as I gently slid my hand over its length. From the very first time that Ray had pressed his cock into my hands all those years ago I couldn’t help but be amazed at the sheer power that exuded from a mans cock. To say that I worshipped their power would be a totally true statement, here and now being a prime example, it was as if they were a separate entity entirely, here was Kevin sound asleep and yet his cock had instantly responded to my gentle caress. As I continued to run my fingers gently up and down his swelling tool it lifted itself from the sheet and began to throb in midair. My fingers ran little circles around his large testies hanging loosely in his sack and I felt privileged to feel them slowly pull up toward the base of Kevin’s bouncing manhood. His balls now tightly packed below his pulsing cock, I wrapped my hand around his member and began to stroke it slowly, applying only enough pressure to let that beautiful cock know that my hand was still there to serve him. Thick pr-cum began to flow from the gaping hole of Kevin’s cock head and I rubbed it over his head and down the length of his shaft until it slid so easily in my grasp. Kevin finally began to stir from his slumber and his strong hand wrapped around mine on his cock before he finally said with a chuckle in his voice “You just can’t get enough cock can ya gurl”. I kissed him again on his neck and merely told him to fuck me as I rolled from him.
As I rolled onto my back I slid my pillow under my ass and kicked the covers down before watching Kevin roll toward me a slip between my legs. He smiled down at me and told me that he loved the way I had woken him while gently maneuvering his massive cock to the entrance of my womb. As he pressed himself into my already wet pussy I pulled my legs until my knees were almost in my armpits. With my pussy full of his sperm and my fresh morning flow, his cock slid fully into me with one long push of his hips forcing a satisfied moan to escape my lips. Kevin groaned and told me that my cunt was steaming hot as he pressed his balls tightly against my ass. He wasted no time with gentle fucking, instead he began slamming his cock into me with slow full strokes, his big balls slapping against my ass with every stroke. It felt so wonderful having Kevin’s huge cock fucking me with such intensity that my stomach began to flutter within moments. I begged Kevin to fuck me, to make me cum, and he responded by pounding his throbbing cock into me even harder and faster. I exploded in a huge orgasm beneath his onslaught, clawing at his shoulders and seeing spots before my eyes. Gasping for breath I could hear Kevin above me telling me to fuck that cock, to milk that fine nigga dick, and telling me what a fine little cock whore I was. His continued hard fucking had my guts churning again before I even fully recovered my breath from my fist climax and I whimpered that he was going to make me cum again. Spurred on by my comment he intensified his fucking, telling me to cum on his cock, to milk his fucking seed like the good little slut that I was. I opened my eyes just in time to see Kevin’s jaw clench, the muscles of his neck tighten and feel his cock jerk deep inside my womb. As his second or third gush of seed flooded my hole I came again, gripping his flexing ass and holding him tightly locked inside me while I reveled in my bliss of orgasm.
His cock was still thumping deep within my pussy as I became aware of my surroundings again, his body still tensed and relaxed as each spurt of his fertile sperm flowed into my belly. Slowly his body relaxed and he pulled from me and crouched on his knees between my legs. I felt spent but wonderfully happy at the same time. I caught his eyes with mine and told him that he was an incredible black bull. He wiped some sweat from his brow and told me that I was the most incredible fuck that he had ever had. He had told me this before and even though I had never believed him I still felt my face warm with a sense of pride that I had satisfied this magnificent man.
Kevin moved again to my side and I rolled to him and took his cock into my mouth. His fresh warm sperm tasted so powerful and I gently milked every drop of it from his cock head before licking the rest of his cock clean of seed. I slid up and rested my head on his chest and told him that yesterday had been full of wonderful news for me, that first my best friend Anna was getting married and was also pregnant and then my favorite man in the whole world had chosen to visit me. Kevin chuckled and said that it had been our hot phone sex session that had caused the booty call because after we had talked he just couldn’t get my hot little ass out of his mind. He petted my hair and said that the plane ticket had run the cost of pussy up some but that I had been worth every cent that he had spent to get here. Kevin went silent for a moment then asked if I could still keep secrets. His tone was such that I sat up and looked into his face before assuring him that I would keep his secret.
Kevin then spent the next 10 or 15 minutes explaining to me that Michael and Ray (the father of my son) were in reality both his sons. That both of their mothers had worked for him way back when and that he had not only gotten them out of the business but had tried to be involved with his sons lives by hiring them both on. He said that they had both mowed the yards of his rentals etc when they were young and eventually became drivers for his ladies. He said that he had just heard about the wedding himself but hadn’t been invited yet. I could see a trace of hurt in his eyes and assured him that Michael and Anna would not forget him. It hit me that Kevin was my son’s grandfather and it set me back a bit, when I looked back down at Kevin he was staring into my eyes. He asked what I was thinking about and I told him that it just seemed a bit weird that I had been fucking my baby’s granddaddy. He laughed and asked, “so how does ol grandpa stand up in bed gurl?” His question made me smile and laugh too, which broke the serious mood we had just been in and we both got up and headed for the bathroom and a hot morning shower.
After we showered and dressed I started breakfast and woke up my son. Trev was excited to see Kevin, as they would often play together at my old apartment in Portland. I now understood Kevin’s interest in Trev and sat back and absorbed the scene of them horsing around while I finished cooking our meal. My son was excited to have Kevin here and asked how long he was going to visit. I waited for the answer too as Kevin and I hadn’t even talked about that last night. Kevin told Trev that he had to leave today but would come back whenever he could which satisfied my little boy’s curiosity.
When Kevin had to leave for his flight home, I sat down and called Anna. As soon as she said Hi, I asked who she had in mind to walk her down the aisle. She said that she didn’t have anyone so I asked her to ask Kevin to give her away. She said it might be awkward, beings as she was quitting the life and I assured her that he would jump at the chance to walk her down the aisle. She finally remarked that it was a good idea after all because he had really been a better father to her in many ways than her real one had and would call him today and ask. We chatted for a few minutes more before I had to break off, get trev to the neighbors and head for school. As I left the parking lot I was proud of the way I had kept Kevin’s secret and still worked him into the wedding party.
My next diary post will be “The Truth About Nikki – pt11 – New Things

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