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Five Days of Paradise (3)

—THE NEXT MORNING—
The two of us headed into the kitchen, groggy and with bedheads, where there were Mom, Dad, Adam, and Dana. It was 9, and we had to pack up to move into our other three rooms by 11. Aden and I didn’t have shirts on, but we had pajama pants on, and we settled on the porch, just the two of us alone, looking out upon the shorter sky scrapers, and the taller ones (which were far off, seeing as that’s where the urban city was), and the beach, the pool, the roads, the lazy river below us, just the beautiful sights in general
 including Aden.
Dad came out just when Aden had took in breath to say something, and told us that last night at 12, a family checked into two of our rooms, so we wouldn’t be able to check in right away, we’d have to wait until 3.
Aden and went to the room and got on shirts and changed into shorts (exchanging several naughty glances) then the six of us went to Ihop, where Aden and I dug in to some chocolate-chip pancakes, then we went to Broadway at the Beach, where we entered a place called “Magi-Quest.” We walked in and there was a guy in Mythical-Medieval dress standing next to a box of wands.
“Hello, and welcome to Magi-Quest. Is this your first time?” He asked.
“Yes,” said Mom.
“Well here’s what you do: first, you buy a wand. Then, you buy the amount of time spent in the arena. Then, you will go into the room to my left, where the game will be explained. Lastly, you will enter the arena, and follow the quests, defeat the enemies, and conquer your fate. Interested?”
Aden seemed VERY interested, and I just thought, “What the hell,” and went on. Aden picked out a gold and silver wand and I got a gold and black one. We went into the room for introduction where the game was explained, then we went in and played.
It had puzzles which were solved by running around the arena (which could’ve been bigger) and it was very hot. It could also get very challenging at times, but nonetheless, it was worth it all, to see Aden running around joyfully, having fun. When we got out it was a few hours later, and we strolled around Broadway. Soon, Aden and I got bored by shops our parents were going in and so we broke off, walking around the area, stopping only at 5, on a bridge next to a fountain, watching the water as the sun set behind it.
“I enjoyed last night,” said Aden, eagerly.
We both wanted that to continue, but we were interrupted by my phone ringing. It was a text from Mom saying that we were going to eat at the Hard Rock Café for dinner. I replied, be there in a sec.
We slowly made our way over, talking about why it was in a pyramid vs. anything it SHOULD be in for Hard Rock (a guitar, drums, microphone—or, I don’t know, perhaps a building—etc.)
“No, Aden, how would they fit a restaurant inside a microphone? Or a guitar? How would they even build a giant guitar?”
“You’re lacking imagination, Anthony.”
After dinner, we went to the hotel where we checked into our new rooms. Mom and Dad’s room would be next to Adam and Dana’s, however, Aden and I’s room would be a floor underneath the other two. We went down and unpacked.
“I’m going to take a shower,” I said.
“Oh,” said Aden, “I was just about to brush my teeth.”
“You can brush your teeth as I’m in the shower,” I replied.
He seemed kind of shy at first, and I didn’t know why. It wasn’t anything naughty. Just the two of us wanted to get into the pool as quick as possible. I know I couldn’t wait. I mean, the pool was giant, on one side it went to 8 feet deep! There were four water slides, a lazy river, and a children’s area, too. Of course, it all turned out fine, and we didn’t notice each other in the shower/teeth-brushing session.
But we did get up to noticing each other in the pool. It was late (not that late, just around 7) and we were alone in the pool. After swimming and talking, we finished our conversation which we had never before had a ton of time to finish.
“So,” said Aden, swimming close to me, “I enjoyed last night.”
“I did too,” I truthfully replied.
“But
” he exaggerated the ‘U.’
Uh-oh.
“
But what?” I said.
“But I don’t know if you’re
”
“You don’t know if I’m what?”
“
as serious as me
”
There was silence for a few minutes, until I broke it, “What do you mean by that?”
“Well
This is awkward
”
“And you’re making it more awkward by not saying anything,” I said, matter-of-factly, “If you don’t think I’m not sure of what happened last night—“
“I’m not—are you sure?”
“No—Explain.”
“Well, I don’t really want to
 if you don’t feel the same way.”
“Let’s put it this way: Nothing you can say will change the way I think of you.”
“You say that now.”
“And I will say it tomorrow, proudly.”
“Fine
 in my eyes, it was more than a jack-off session that we did together.”
“How so?”
“Because
 I love you.”
It struck me in the chest. Harder than a moving train, harder than a bullet, than an airborne plane, harder than any news I’d ever gotten; and it was Fabulous. I pulled him into an embrace and kissed the hell out of him. If someone walked in—even Mom or Dad—I wouldn’t care. I loved him, and I knew for sure he loved me too.
We stopped for a second so he could breathe: “So that means—“
“I love you, too,” I replied, chuckling.
We stared into each other’s eyes, then kissed some more.
—BACK IN THE ROOM—
There we sat, holding hands across our laps.
“So, am I your first boyfriend?” I asked.
“No,” he said, “You’re my first partner ever.”
I smiled as he said, “you?”
“No, I had a jerk who cheated on me, but it was no were near as real as this. I’d only say ‘I love you’ to a person who I really meant it. He never pushed the issue, and I never told that sleezeball ‘I love you,’ and I’d regret it if I did.” I was being very honest with this story. He cheated on me with an ugly motherfucker named Matt.
He laughed.
“Ah, Damn!” I said, going through my suitcase.
“What?” Aden asked.
“I didn’t bring any back up contacts and I left my contacts at the pool!”
“Did you bring your glasses?”
“Yeah.”
“Let’s see.”
I slipped on the glasses, and I figured Dylan must’ve been right, because he looked like he was going to orgasm because I put the glasses on. The hard, Oh-my-god-he’s-so-sexy face he had on turned me on, and I made sure of one thing: I was going to fuck Aden tonight. I don’t care if it was just oral, it was going to happen. Perhaps anal is too soon, anyway, but, you know, I was going to get in his pants more than a jack-off session.
—THAT NIGHT—
This might take a while.
I didn’t want to approach him as creepy; just loving and horny.
Which, of course, I was. I loved him to death and never wanted to let go. It was hard not blurting out “Let’s Fuck!! :D” when we took off our clothes and lied in bed in our boxers.
“Good night,” He said softly.
“Good night,” I returned, reluctant, and not quite finished, “do you want to have a quick jack-off before bed?”
“Umm
” He thought about it.
“Or, uh
”
“What?” He asked.
“Well, you know
”
“No I don’t, please elaborate.”
“
maybe
 we could
”
“We could what?”
“Try a bit
more?”
“What do you mean? Do you want to
?”
“Give you a BJ?”
“Well, do you?”
“I just want to give you pleasure.”
“Aww, you’re sweet. Surly, you’re planning to let me return the favor?”
“If you would like.”
“
then maybe. I’ll think about it.”
“Do I have to wake you up?” I asked, tickling him. He squirmed around and laughed in the most adorable way. I chuckled too, and after a while I stopped and he looked at me, into my eyes. He kissed my lips, then pulled away, and said, “Nope.”
“Do I have to get you in the mood?” I asked, rubbing my hand on his body. My hand rubbed in circles a bit, making him moan, then I lowered my hand to his pelvis, where I slipped my hand into his underwear and messaged his penis. I pulled out, then ran my hand down his leg, rubbing as I went. He kissed me as I rubbed between his leg and covered ballsack, then said, “Do that a bit more.” I did, and he moaned, getting an erection, as I did, too.
“Ok, I’ve thought about it. It’s just that I’m nervous; I’ve never
 done it
 with a guy before. Or with anyone at that.”
“Me either,” I said, calmly, my lips inches from his. I kissed him, then reached down in to his underwear, taking his ass into my hands. I squeezed it, and rubbed it, and he moaned through our locked lips and tongues, then, I took of his boxers, and slid underneath the covers.
“Wait,” he stopped me, “What’ll it be like?”
“I don’t know,” I truthfully responded. “Let’s find out.”
I took his fully erect 5 inch penis in to my mouth and moved my head up and down, savoring the flavor and love passing through this. I swirled my tongue around the head, then rubbed the shaft. He moaned in pleasure as I sucked as if there was no tomorrow. I shoved the entire thing down my throat, basically kissing his pelvis, and I stuck my tongue out, licking his balls. They were just starting to grow hair and delicious.
Very soon, my cock was rock hard—the hardest it’d ever been, 7 inches! I began to massage my own penis as I messaged Aden’s—with my tongue. He moaned and thrusted it down my throat, and I was glad to see him in such pleasure. He started thrusting faster, closing his eyes, climax—then, there was Aden’s hot cum running down my throat. It tasted sweet and salty. It was amazing I swallowed it easily, then shoved his dick into the back of my throat, and swallowed, and he shuddered.
I slowly took my mouth off of his penis, and he began rubbing my ass. Slowly, he took off my boxers, seeing my giant 7-inch rock hard cock.
“I don’t know if I can—“ Aden began, but I interrupted him.
“Then don’t,” I said.
He thought of this, for some reason, as: ‘You’d better do it, you stupid bitch,’ and he shoved himself, forcefully, onto my cock. As soon as it was in his mouth, he seemed reassured, he loved it, grabbing the base and shoving it down his throat, massaging the balls. He was like a pro.
I moaned, and, totally sex-greedy, stuck my hand on the back of his head and pushed my penis in. I knew I wouldn’t last long. Just the look of Aden, naked, was enough to make me blow my load. I pumped it in and out, ruffling his short blond hair, and he circled the shaft with his tongue. I was right; I wouldn’t last long. I felt a sensation like never before as he sucked me, I felt as if I’d died and gone to heaven; and this was a reward for a great deed.
But no, it was Aden, and I was having the time of my life. As I felt the oncoming climax, feeling like the most powerful ever, I braced myself, and shoved my entire cock down his throat as my creamy boy juice was spat all over my pelvis. Slowly, Aden licked it off, occasionally, licking my cock, then he put his mouth to mine, and transferred my cum into my mouth. Mine was saltier and less sweet than his, and I nearly swallowed his tongue swallowing it. He laughed, and I told him I liked his better.
I fit my dick in-between his ass cheeks and he pressed his dick on my stomach, laying on me. His head was on my chest, breathing hard.
“I love you,” He breathed.
“I love you, too,” I said, kissing the top of his blond head.
That was perhaps the best night ever. Until tomorrow night>=)

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You CAN’T Fuck a Teacher

You CAN’T Fuck a Teacher

I’m Jason. I was only half listing to my girlfriend Trina talk about her big crush on the schools male drama teacher, Mr. Miller. I was more interested in feeling her nice tits as I had my hand under her T-shirt and feeling them. I was getting her hot and the hotter she got, the more she talked about her big crush.
I decided to mess with her.

..“Have you ever thought about what his cock feels like?
what it would be like if he made a move on you?
kissing you and feeling you up?” She giggled all embarrassed and said: “Well
I guess I have
. a little. “ I said: “You CAN’T fuck a teacher! You can fantasize all you want, so dream on Trina.” She giggled and we began laying down on her bed. After getting her pants down, we started in fucking. I said: “Just imagine I’m Mr. Miller and I’m madly in love with you and have to have sex with you
” She closed her eyes and moaned softly
. “Ok
take me Mr. Miller
I know how bad you want me
fuck me now..”

.. She had a big climax as we peaked our fucking. Later I said: “You naughty girl, you were fantasizing that I was Mr. Miller and he was having hot sex with you, you can’t fuck a teacher!” We both laughed, but I kept laughing for a long time because she knew nothing about what was happening to me
..at this very point in time.
(Trina thought
) We’ll see about that ‘Can’t fuck a teacher’ stuff. Next year I’ll be out of high school and he won’t be a teacher to me anymore. No rules say he can’t have sex with an ‘ex’ student. Right now nobody knows it but we’ve already kissed and he felt me up real good after class one time. I want to have sex with him. He’s the most handsome sexy man I’ve ever met. I’m going to fuck an ‘ex’ teacher of mine, you just wait
.
(Jason
)

..Mrs. Lamar, my Art teacher, hung the sign ‘Detention’ on her classroom outside door. She closed and ‘locked’ the door. Her nice full tits began to rise up and down as she began to get excited. I was in detention again with her. She turned around and gasp, as I stood there smiling right in front of her. I bent down and started running my hand up under her skirt, slowly up her leg and felt her slick silk panties. She didn’t move and closed her eyes. She began ‘as usual’ to whisper to me: (“
Jason, we can’t do this, I’ve told you before. Now please take your seat and study.”) I didn’t stop, ‘as usual‘.
…..I let my fingers trace her panties all around her legs and waist. She shivered, as usual. She started in, saying (as usual)
in a whisper: (“
you know the rules, you can’t touch a female teacher, you’ll get kicked out school and into big trouble. We’ve been over and over this. Please remove your hand from under my skirt and I will forget it ever happened. This will be the last time I do this for you. Please take your seat and ‘try’ not to do this again. I know you don’t want to get in trouble..”) I inched her panties down below her pussy. I felt her damp pubic hair. (“
please don’t do that Jason, ‘try’ real hard to control yourself. I know your parents wouldn’t want you to do this. You have to try harder not to feel my body like this
.are you listening to me?”) I leaned in and rubbed my cheek on hers. She didn’t move, but just gasp for more air. (“
Jason
don’t do that please
I
a
.I know how you
. feel and It just can’t be. Are you trying at all Jason?
.we can’t
.continue this
you have to 
.control yourself
..(gasp)
oh don’t Jason
your just making it harder

please stop kissing my neck
.I’m going to get mad Jason!
.oh!
.(gasp)
.don’t put your finger in me please
.your making it so hard to control yourself
..this will have to be the last time we do this
..ooooo
careful Jason
.my vagina is very sensitive right now and your not helping


..5 minutes Jason..5 minutes is all
, and then we stop
ok? I‘m a married woman, and you can‘t do this
.no more kissing today. I‘m getting all sweaty. Oh Jason
don‘t put my hand on your erection, it just makes it bigger. You don’t want to leave here with a big erection do you!
no more kissing I told you
I..mmmm oh Jason
stop please
.you know I can’t take..mmmmm
I can’t breath Jason! We have to work on stopping this. I want you to go home and masturbate and think about some other woman, not me
ok?…we’ll try that and see how it works
ok..? Jason. .open your eyes and listen to me! Now take your finger out of me and go sit down!
stop rubbing me there
you know I can‘t take that. Oh…Jason
you know I orgasm easy with you, and this is the last time we do it
.ooooo
you better hold me so I don‘t fall down Jason
.damn you
ooooo
oh my god Jason
not again
oooooo
hold me tight Jason, you know my legs always get weak
.Yes!…hold me tight like that.”
(I shot cum in my pants
lots of cum.)
“Ok, ok, that’s enough
now go sit down
 ”)
———–

..Finger fucking a teacher to orgasm was the most thrilling thing I had ever done. The risk, 
and getting her to let me do it was the best.

.This was the same routine when Mrs. Lamar would put me in detention after class. All teachers were allowed to keep students after class to discipline them. She was ‘helping’ me with my ‘personal problem’ of getting sexually excited over her. She was a dedicated teacher, all business, and was sure she could ‘cure’ me

——————–

.I thought about how we got to this point in time. Mrs. Lamar was my art teacher. All the guys in school knew the hard rules of ’You make a move on a female teacher, and you get in big trouble.’ We saw others get kicked out and even the cops called on one guy, for molesting a female teacher.

..Mrs. Lamar had a different approach from those rules. She wanted to try and ‘help me’ control my lust for her.

.It started slow as I eyeballed her killer hot body, day after day. She dressed down and covered her tits up as per school rules
 but no way could she hide those nice full tits and hot legs


.I saw her playing golf with her husband one Saturday. She had on white shorts, and a white blouse that let those tits stick out nice. Her long brown hair which was always tucked behind her head at school, was now in a long wavy pony tail, down to her waist
wow. Her husband was off talking somewhere and I approached her. “Hi Mrs. Lamar.” I said. She turned around looking puzzled, then smiled big, and walked close to me. I had on swimming trunks and no shirt.
…..Her smiling eyes were checking me out but good. “Hi Jason, do you work here?” I said yes, part time grounds and pool keeper is all. We talked a little about school stuff. She checked all around to see if anyone was looking. She held out her hand and said: “It was nice seeing you Jason.” I shook her hand as she held on to it. “You’re a natural artist Jason. I envy you. I wished I had your talent. I’ve thought about some ’special projects’ for you, we’ll have to talk after class about them…OK?” I tried not to look down her cleavage at those wonderful full tits. She caught me. She smiled and whispered: (“
Jason
are you listening to me?”) She fiddled with the top button of her blouse and smiled bigger.

..I don’t know what made me say it, but I whispered: (“..I’m sorry Mrs. Lamar, your so beautiful I
.it’s
.hard to pay attention.”) She blinked and swallowed, not expecting my answer. She said quietly..(“
we have to talk about this Jason, you can’t be 
.I mean you have a future in art
and 
I 
want 
oh god, I don’t know what I mean. We have to have a talk after class about your problem.”)

. I didn’t realize she had given me a semi-hard on. She looked right at it wide eyed and then slowly spun around and walked away with that cute little ass and those killer hot legs.
Jenny, (Mrs. Lamar) thought and talked to herself


.. Jenny, you know better than to get sexually excited for a student! Nothing but trouble will come of it. No one knows you aren’t really married. Jerry Lamar is your brother and you just pose as a married couple. This school prefers ‘married’ women teachers, so it makes them happy to think
your married. They think this discourages young males from getting those ‘ideas’ in their heads. It’s ‘suppose’ to keep female teachers from getting involved with young male students since they have a man at home to keep the sexually happy. You’ve got to try harder not to think about this Jason as anything but a student. Damn, why did I have to see him today. He had his damn shirt off and looked so sexy
THEN
I see his big lump in his swimming trunks. I hate it when my pussy tingles like that when I don’t want it to. I just have to cool myself off and him too, and
 THAT
will be the end of it

damn he has a good build and tan
oh stop it Jenny!
you keep thinking about him over and over. I wish I had never met him
kind of… Damn him, now I’m getting wet again. Go take a nap and forget him

———

..Well
that didn’t work, I just had another dream about him
.shit! How can I turn him ’off’ to me
.but yet stay friendly and nice like he is
..let’s face it
.you love to think about him
.that first day in class
his beautiful blue eyes got me. Shit!
go watch T.V
or something!

..damn he’s cute

(Jason
)

..I was in my room thinking about
who else
Mrs. Lamar. My mom came in and said: “I just got a call from a Mrs. Lamar.” I got a jolt in my dick. Oh shit
I’m in trouble now. “She’ll be coming over tonight to talk to dad and I about your art and your future.” she said.
“Oh cool, she thinks I’m a good artist and thinks I have a future in art.” I said.

..I heard the doorbell and mom and Mrs. Lamar talking. I went in the living room and there she was. She was dressed all prim and proper like a teacher should. We all talked as I eyeballed her and felt the usual tingles in my dick. I always got them from looking at her. “Jason, show Mrs. Lamar the pictures you have done in your room.” mom said. Oh shit
her in my room will be a hard on maker if I don’t watch it. I had on a T-shirt and tight jeans. I stood up and led her to my room. I had a few pictures of hot babes, but mainly some pictures I had drawn, tacked on the walls.
…..Mrs. Lamar came in and studied the pictures. I noticed her breathing was kind of heavy. Mom said: “Jenny
 I’ll let you two talk art while I get us something cool to drink.”
.and left the room. Don’t get hard now dick
not now, I thought. Jenny stopped in front of a picture of a girl I just drew. The girl in the picture had on white shorts, a white blouse and golfing hat with a long wavy pony tail
.she knew it was her.

.. “I like this one real well Jason, who is it?” She turned and smiled at me. I smiled back and said: “A beautiful woman I met.” I said.

.“I couldn’t get her out of my mind
so I just had to draw her
.now I’m ’in love’ with the picture
.”

..She turned and looked at me with her beautiful smiling eyes. She stepped real close to my face. Her big tits rose up and down taking in more air. My dick had no choice but to bulge tight in my jeans. She whispered: (“
Jason dear
‘we’ have a problem. ‘We’ can’t let this happen. I will help you get over it. You can’t fall for me and you know it. I have the same problem, and together we can work it out so that
.”) She stopped mid sentence. (“..Jason 
don’t look at me that way please. I’m having a hard enough time keeping you off my mind
 Jason, please don’t
.”) I slowly leaned forward and our lips touched softly. She just stood there with her eyes closed. I took her hand and let her feel my hard on. She gasp and trembled hard
and then stopped and gave out a big sigh
..She took her hand away and quickly walked around me and out of the room. Jenny, mom and dad all talked as I waited for my rock hard on to go down. I finally came in the living room. She wouldn’t look at me, but just kept nervously jabbering about art. Soon she stood up to leave and I walked her to her car.
….. It was dark out and she smelled wonderful. I leaned in her window and she whispered: (“
Jason!
don’t even think about trying to kiss
”)
 I kissed her again
 only deeper and longer this time. She moaned and sucked a big breath
”I should slap your face Jason
but…I just can’t
.” She returned my kiss and our tongues now met. She moaned a long moan and started the car and started backing out
separating our kiss. Her eyes smiled wide as she left
..
(Jenny thought on the way home
)


..that was a big mistake, letting him get you all hot like that. Now you won’t be able to sleep tonight. Brother Jerry has a girlfriend, so he doesn’t get frustrated like I do. I want my own man. Having sex with your brother all these years is great, but now he’s got a girlfriend and I want a boyfriend of my own. Why do I have to get hot over a student, I know better and it just can’t be. I’ve got to find a way to stop wanting him so bad
Damn!

..Jason will graduate in June and be gone
.then things will change
I
but I don’t want him gone, I want him to desire me like I desire him
shit! What’s it going to be
dump him or have sex with him
.there has got to be a way

(Jason
)

.There has got to be a way
little did I know then that she was thinking the same thing. Time passed. No detention. She announced in class that there was going to be a ‘field trip’ to our local museum. The class all met there and walked around looking at the art. She dismissed the class and everyone left
. but her and I. The museum closed at 4pm, and it was almost 4. The old lady who ran it came and told Mrs. Lamar to let her self out at the self-locking door, she said goodnight, and left. She closed the only door to the place, checked to make sure it locked, and walked away. “Jason, come with me please.” Jenny said. We walked around the corner to the big row of double no back seats. She sat me down and got in her purse. She handed me some legal looking papers.
…..They said the she was now going to run the museum, and teach a class for advance students in the back. It was an extension of the school system. “Jason, I have to hire security and grounds keeper, do you want the job?”. No more serious looks as she smiled at me. I of course grinned and reached for her. “Now Jason, I’ll be your boss and you’ll have to do as I say. We’ll have to keep working on your problem.” She was smiling and began to unbuttoning my shirt. “We can’t fool around, we’ll have to try real hard to control ourselves.” I started undressing her. I reached up and took the big clip holding her hair. I watched it fall down into my hands
all soft and so sexy.

 “I’m going to try real hard to control myself Jenny. We’ll have a job to do and it will be strictly business.” Off went her suit jacket and blouse. She undid my belt and pants. We traded little kisses and kept talking. “I’ll make sure your protected from any lust filled male students who would dare make a sexual move on you.” Off came her bra and my pants. I laid her down on the seats and lifted up her skirt, and pulled off her panties. I laid on top of her. Time seem to stop as for the first time we got to feel our bodies. We kissed more as she talked some
.”Jason, I’ll still be a teacher
but you won’t be a student anymore. Can I trust you to not to try and lose control and try and make a sexual move on me?”
“No you cannot.” I said. “I have this ’problem’
will you help me with it?” Her legs wrapped around my back. “Jason!…control your self!
you know good and well you can’t have sex with a teacher.” She stroked my hard cock and slipped it in her warm wet pussy. She whispered: (“
Jason
your losing control again
.oh god,
now you’ve made me loose control too
see what you’ve done
.mmmmmm
.oh oh oh oh help me Jason, your going to make me cum so good
”
———-

..I watched a male student put his hand around the waist of Mrs. Lamar. I went in the door and took him by the arm and led him out into the hall. “You know the rules mister. You can’t touch a teacher or make a sexual move on her. That will get you a fast trip to jail, do I make myself clear?” “Yes sir” he said. He went back in the room looking all dejected and took a seat. Mrs. Lamar winked at me as I backed out of the room. I smiled, winked back, and left.

..That night I sat with my new girlfriend in my new apartment. We talked about “Mrs. Lamar” having sex with her fake husband, who was really her brother. How my old girlfriend Trina wanted to have sex with the drama teacher, Mr. Miller. Trina told me later that they did have sex while she was a student
.but almost got caught in the boys bathroom at school. She said it was so exciting and risky. They still fuck today all the time.

..We were in our robes on the couch. Jenny snuggled up to me and said: “Jason sweetie
mmmm
tell me how you felt that first time we had sex.” I smiled and turned her to lay across my lap. I felt her wonderful full tits and played with her pussy


“Well Jenny, First of all 
I was still a student and you were a Teacher
.so it never happened. Second, you forced me to have sex with you!” “Jason!
you’ve got a real problem telling bullshit story’s. I’m going to have to keep you after class and we can work on ’your’ problem. Now come on, tell me how it was, I get tingles when I think about it
. We giggled and kissed.

.“Mrs. Lamar
.I suffered.”
“Oh really Jason, tell me how you suffered so I can suffer with you.” she said.

“I was so excited…I couldn’t cum. We must have fucked for a half hour and I couldn’t get enough of you. For the first time I got to feel your hot body and kiss you all over. My cock wouldn’t cum. To excited!
.so I dropped down to finally lick your sweet pussy. I had dreamed of doing this so many times. You moaned so sweet as I licked you over and over. I loved the way you raised your pussy up to me and ran your fingers thru my hair. You kept squirming, jumping and moaning.”
“You made me orgasm over and over, no wonder!” she said.

.“I think I kissed every spot on your body at least 10 times that night. Smooth and sweet. I sucked your nipples until they were rock hard. You moaned more and twitched with pleasure. You pulled me up and started sucking and kissing on my cock. The sounds you made were awesome. I think my cock was getting ready to cum now
I started to get dizzy and I felt my balls start to react. You must have sensed it, because you started deep throating me and mouth jacking me real fast. I remember seeing bright lights go off in my head as a bolt of cum shot out of my cock, followed by mega shots that seem to never stop“

“Ooooo I’ll never forget your hot cum filling my throat and mouth. I had dreamed of this day.” she said.
“I lost it
I’d never had anything like that in my life. I had to put my cock now in your sweet wet pussy. You didn’t want to let go of it, but finally you did. In it slid. You and I moaned as it felt like it was on fire with the heat. I’d never heard that kind of loud slapping noise from two bodies before.
.we fuck so hard and fast
.then
 here came the second burst of cum shots
.oooooo
.we shook together and moaned as your pussy stroked my cock till it was numb.”
“That was the most excited I had been in my whole life Jason!” she said out of breath.

.“You remember we fucked all night, over and over. My cock and your pussy were sore, but we didn’t care and just kept fucking
.

.I remember waking up still moving my cock back and forth in you and you squeezing it with your pussy
then I went out cold“
.
———-

.Jenny lay there, all hot with her eyes closed. She smiled and took a deep breath
.

.”Jason
. sweetie
.”
“Yes, Jenny
..”
“You’ve got
. a problem”

“What now, my love
”
“You have a big lump
.. sticking me in my side, I think
. we’d better go in the bedroom, (pause for breath) and work on ‘your’
problem.”

I looked at her, all turned on and out of breath
I said:
“Well…you have a problem too, my dear. Your panties are so wet, they are making a big spot on our new couch
.”

.I picked her up and carried her into our bedroom. I kicked the door shut.
The neighbors heard:

.. “Now Jason
 sweetie, I’ll get on top
ooooooo
oh.. there
so we can play
’Ride’m Cowgirl’
I just love our little game
.now you

Oh Jezzzz!!
Ja
aaa
son!
are
 you
. Lis…ten
ing
 to
. me?
..oh
 oh
 oh
 ba..by
mm…mm
mm.”

*we solved both our problems


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Diary of Billy Bob Chapter 4 (Satisfying Our Guest)

This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man; (2) Marriage; (3) House Guest; (4) Satisfying Our Guest; (5) Helping a Psychologist; (6) More Sex Therapy; (7) Mutual Therapy; (8) Our Daughter; (9) Our Daughter is 13; (10) ConclusionBilly Bob Chapter 4 (Satisfying Our Guest)
The next day was Sunday and after we got back home from church, Leah suggested that we try some new things that Rachel had told her about, but in the full light of day. Before I could say what I thought about it, they both quickly shed their clothes and then came to me to help me out of mine. Now I knew that Rachel was a good looking girl, but I had never seen her nude in full daylight and so had no idea as to what a stunner she really was. Her hair and eyebrows were a lustrous black, as was the luxurious triangle of hair around her privates. I would guess that her measurements were 32 – 22 – 34, very curvaceous. Her breasts did not need the help of a bra, they were perfectly shaped with small pink nipples standing out invitingly. And with all of the beauty of her body, her face was even more beautiful. The coloration of her skin was as though she had a healthy suntan. As they undressed me, and I enjoyed more fully the sight of Rachel au natural, my penis started coming to attention, much to my embarrassment. Leah laughed, touched my dick lightly, and said it looked like we were going to have some fun.
Leah said that Rachel was a virgin, but really wanted to change that before she had to join her parents. With no further explanation or discussion, Leah told me to watch her closely as she initiated foreplay with Rachel. They laid on the bed and Leah started kissing Rachel on the mouth and letting her tongue roam her lips and the inside of her mouth. At the same time she was caressing her breasts and circling her nipples with her fingers. Rachel was responding in a similar fashion but would gently bite on Leah’s lower lip and at the same time tweak her nipples with what to me appeared to be a rather hard pinch. As they both became aroused and their actions became more rapid, Rachel reached down to Leah’s genitals and started massaging her clitoris. Now Leah is very sensitive there, so she asked Rachel to use her tongue instead and twisted around so that they were in a 69 position with Leah on top.
By this time I was very hot too and asked them what I could do to help. Leah reluctantly straightened up so that her pussy was still in contact with Rachel’s mouth and tongue, and allowed me to put my head between Rachel’s legs. I first licked the inside of her thighs, working my way up to her crotch. She obligingly lifted her hips so that I could lick between her lips and her anus, but then let her hips down again, inviting me in. I parted her pubic hair and gently licked around the inside of her lips. She became somewhat stimulated by this (and also by her ministrations to Leah’s pussy); between my saliva and her lubricating fluid, she became quite wet.
Encouraged, I allowed my tongue to contact her clit and then embraced it with my lips and sucked on it, gathering some of the wetness in my mouth. I was holding her lips wide apart so that I could get my face in full contact with her pussy and my lips fully around her clitoris. Then I licked her clit with my rough tongue and circled my tongue around and across it. Now I had to hold on to her hips tightly to keep my face in her pussy, as she was beginning to gyrate her hips quite violently. She took her mouth away from Leah long enough to beg me to come on in, but I was on the verge of coming and I wanted her first time to be better than a slam-bam-thank-you-mam. So I asked Leah to bring me to a climax so that I could pleasure Rachel with some leisure, just as her ma had taught me. Leah got off of Rachel, slid down in the bed and took my penis in her mouth while I continued to please Rachel. She no longer moved her hips as violently, probably missing some of the joy of her contact with Leah, but seemed to just lay back and enjoy the experience, although with some mounting tension as she approached her climax.
Leah had not moved her lips up and down my shaft more than three or four times before I came in a huge spurt. She held it all in her mouth, extracting every last bit of it from me, and then moved up to share it with Rachel. That was the crowning event and Rachel reached her climax, filling my mouth with more of her fluids. Then I moved up to kiss her mouth and share her fluids with those of mine that were still in her mouth and gently slipped my prick into her waiting vagina. She was so hot and her muscles so relaxed that I slipped right in my full length, encountering no obstruction whatsoever. I asked her if we could just lie together like that as we cooled down and feel the intimacy of our closeness, and that after a while we could have intercourse and take our time doing it so as to savor the pleasure.
While we were cooling down a bit, Leah moved up to again kiss Rachel and to massage one of her breasts, first with her whole hand and then circling her nipples with two fingers and tweaking them gently. Seeing that Rachel was enjoying that attention, I began to tongue her other breast and suckle that nipple. It had only been 5 or 10 minutes (I wasn’t watching the clock) since both of us had orgasms, but I could feel Rachel’s vagina contracting spasmodically on my penis. It had softened a bit and had started retracting from her warm envelopment, but as she pulsed more strongly and often I began to harden and grow larger. Rachel sensed that I was aroused again and said that she was ready to loved.
Leah moved off of the bed so that she would not disturb our love-making and I started a slow and short stroke, only moving in and out a small distance with my prick buried fully in her love canal. I was also continuing to suckle her nipples one at a time while massaging the other breast. Looking to see how Leah was accepting my making love to another girl, she gave me a wide grin, gave me a thumbs up, and urged me to make it last for a long time. She was enjoying watching us and sharing our pleasures. She also had two fingers in her pussy and was doing it just as slowly as I was. With that encouragement, and with Rachel telling me that it felt wonderful and couldn’t I do it a little harder, I maintained my slow movement but began to come out farther with each stroke until I was almost withdrawing from her and then easing in to my full length again. The head of my penis was now very sensitive and I could feel little variations in the throat of her vagina, almost like it was slightly corrugated and had a few little pimples on its inside. I kept that up for quite a long time, surprising myself that I could hold out that long; in fact, I was quite relaxed and just enjoying the warm sensations of my movement and the warm feelings from both Leah and Rachel.
Rachel was whispering endearments to me, telling me how good it felt, how much she liked it, and thanking me for making it such a wonderful first-time experience. Her voice was a little husky and as time went on she began to breath hard and finally to pant in time with my caresses. Now I was unable to ignore the passion that I had generated in Rachel and began to speed up a little. As I quickened my pace my prick swelled to its fullest and I began to pull out clear to her lips and then slam in to my full depth. By now I was becoming as hot as Rachel and I began to wonder if I was going to come before she did. I was relieved when she had her first prolonged orgasm and I was able to continue fucking her with all my might for another several minutes as she hollered for more, until she had a second orgasm. When that happened I blew my load at the same time and collapsed on her with my mouth covering hers as we let our tongues wander and said loving things to each other.
Then Leah crawled onto the bed and put her arms around both of us, telling me that she appreciated what I had done for Rachel and kissing and loving Rachel and saying how glad she was for her. The three of us just laid there for a long time, enjoying the afterglow and being very comfortable as we hugged and kissed each other.
In the remaining two months before Rachel had to leave for Israel, we made love together three or four times a week as I gradually tried different positions and techniques that I’d learned from my aunts. As the weather warmed up, I particularly looked forward to Sunday when, after church, we would go into the back yard where we couldn’t be seen from the road and make love in the bright sunshine.
On the last Sunday afternoon as we were just lying nude on some blankets and looking forward to some fun love-making, Rachel and Leah had just gotten into a 69 position when Lon, the star athlete of the senior class, walked around the house and caught us. We were completely flustered; the girls tried to cover their pubic areas with one hand and put their arms over their breasts to hide themselves and I didn’t know what to do. He was initially just as taken aback as we were, but he recovered quickly and said that he had just come to ask Rachel to substitute for one of the cheerleaders at next weeks wrestling match, but had always wanted to be naked in the sun too. Action followed words as he quickly shed his clothes too. Now we surely didn’t know how to react. He then said that apparently he had interrupted a party but wanted us to continue and he would like to participate too and join in our fun. He was already getting an erection when Leah said that no way would she have sex with him, but would have me and he could watch if he wanted to. With that, Leah pulled me back down on top of her and asked me to fuck her good.
Rachel said that she had wondered what it would be like to be a cheerleader and be loved by the star football player. She then walked up to Lon, threw her arms around him, and planted a torrid kiss on him. Hugging her close, his prick slipped between her legs and I could see the head protruding at the back of her thighs. His dong must have been ten inches long and thick too; I’ve never seen one that big, before then or since. Rachel was feeling that mighty thing between her legs and appeared somewhat hesitant and turned to Leah for support. She said “you’ll never know unless you try it.” With that Lon laid her down and immediately buried his face in her cunt and put both of his large hands to work on her breasts. I couldn’t tell what his tongue was doing, but it appeared to satisfy Rachel as she started telling him when she liked it or where to put his tongue in a better place.
Now I was humping Leah lying right next to them, but I couldn’t really keep my mind on what I was doing so I asked Leah to come on top and screw me. She was only too willing to oblige me and soon was bouncing up and down on my rod while I watched Rachel and Lon. She was getting really hot and was begging Lon to “come on in.” This he soon did and set up a rapid thumping of her pussy with his balls slapping her ass. She told me later that his dick penetrated a lot farther into her than mine did (well duh!) and that it really turned her on. Anyway, as he picked up his rhythm Rachel was screaming “faster, faster” and “harder, harder” and then she had a whole series of orgasms. Lon finally came too and just rolled off her onto his back, panting heavily and apparently exhausted.
His penis was still standing at full attention, all ten inches of it. Leah was watching all of this and mentally comparing that ten inches with my six and since I wasn’t helping her at all she suddenly got off of me and plumped herself down on his big prick and continued bouncing up and down. She too found the deep penetration very exciting and it didn’t take her long before she had first one orgasm followed quickly by a second. As she stopped quivering she lifted herself off of him and laid on top of Rachel, holding her close and kissing deeply.
I then told Lon that it was time for him to go, that he was not welcome to come back here again, and that if he ever breathed a word of what we had done that I would catch him some night and shatter both his knees with a baseball bat. Without a word he put on his clothes, and then said “Ladies, it was most enjoyable. If you ever want it again, you’ll have to come to me” and started to leave. Rachel called after him that she’d be at the wrestling match and afterward they maybe could do a little wrestling of their own.

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I’m Not a Slut

After taking a lengthy hiatus away from my writing to rekindle my muses, I have decided to return to this site and share some more tales from the demented mind of 2stfauther. I will start with this fictitious offering about a high school girl who just thinks she is normal. Anyway, enjoy and please comment

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Webcam Boys Chapter 1

There was a boy, there was a game, and there was a webcam. When a boy gets too addicted to his games, how far is he willing to go to get the most out of his playtime? This is a story about that boy, his consequences, how the people around him are affected by it, and most of all, how his best friend shows him that falling in love with a game is stupid, when actual love is already staring you in the face.

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Carla

When I was in my mid-twenties, I had a friend who managed a very large pet store. I used to love to hang out there, because he had every kind of animal you can imagine. There was the usual assortment of fish, hamsters and cats, of course, but they also had a ton of exotic pets you wouldn’t find just anywhere. Some of them I couldn’t understand anyone wanting for a pet, like giant centipedes, tarantulas, scorpions, and so on. But people did buy them. They also had many exotic birds, like toucans and other colorful tropical species. They even had wallabies, which are like small kangaroos. And they had a single chimpanzee, a female they called Carla.
Since a chimpanzee is not the simplest of pets to own, and many places have local laws against housing exotic animals, Carla had been there for a year or two. She had become kind of a favorite around the store, and was tame enough to be out of her cage for much of the day. She was extremely bright, and she knew her name, as well as a surprising number of other things. With a little supervision, she would actually help in feeding the other pets. My friend had even succeeded in toilet-training her! I think his initial idea was to make her easier to sell, but I suspect that nobody had any intention of selling Carla at this point. She had become a fixture around the place, and everyone liked her.
One day, my friend called me to ask a big favor. His two employees had just quit on very short notice, leaving him to run the store all by himself, and he was supposed to be away the following week. He was the Best man at somebody’s wedding, several states away.
“You already know everything you need to about keeping the place going. Could I hire you for a week? It would be a big help.”
Well, I was between jobs at that moment, so I told him I’d be glad to do it. (I knew it would mean some long hours by myself, but I was between girlfriends too, so I really had no life. Besides, I enjoyed the store anyway.) He was relieved, and we arranged to have me spend a full day there before he left, so he could make sure I’d be alright. At the end of the day, he locked up, gave me a key, thanked me profusely, and then I was on my own.
My first day alone passed easily. I let Carla out of her cage, and she would take hold of my hand as she followed me around the store, eager for companionship. I gave her a few jobs, and she was actually a big help, quickly grasping whatever I asked her to do. All I had to do was point and explain with a few words, and she would run with it. Through the course of the day, with nobody but the occasional customer to talk to, I found myself talking to Carla more and more. I began to feel as if she understood a lot more than everyone believed… she seemed to listen to every word, making eye contact and nodding her head as I spoke. It was eerie at first, but as I accepted it, it began to feel natural.
Finally, it was closing time, and I locked up and went back to the office, with Carla still in tow. Bushed, I sat down on the edge of the desk, and said, “Long day, eh, Carla? What to you think, did we do okay?”
Carla nodded her head and grinned, making her quiet little sounds. On pure impulse, I stretched out my arms and said, “Come here and give me a hug!”
Carla surprised me by jumping up and giving me a full-body embrace… and I mean a FULL-body embrace, wrapping all four of her limbs around me and holding me tight. I was startled, but she was obviously trying to express her affection, so I hugged her back. I felt a little odd, but there was nobody there to see, and I had nowhere to go but back to my empty apartment, so what the hell. Carla stood a little over 4 feet tall, much of her height being from her narrow waist up to her broad shoulders, so this felt just like hugging a small woman (who happened to be covered in fur). With that thought, I took notice that with her strong lower limbs wrapped around my butt, our crotches were pinned together. Then I realized that the heat of her body was starting to give me a hard-on! This was interesting…
Searching my memory, I recalled reading that chimps mature sexually by about age 10. I remembered hearing my friend say that Carla was 11 years old, and since she had been here for awhile, that meant she had gone through “puberty” (if that’s the term for a chimp) here at the store, without any contact with others of her kind. If that was the case, then she was a virgin… but without all the inhibitions and hangups that a human girl would have. In other words, she was hot to trot at the first opportunity. I had never thought about having sex with animals of any kind, but it was definitely crossing my mind now, despite any reservations. My hard-on grew of its own accord, and as it began to press against Carla’s crotch, she started rubbing herself against me. At that point, I decided just to give in to the moment, ignore any “taboo” hangups, and see where things went.
As Carla’s hips went through their gentle rhythm, I joined her, pushing back in time with her against her crotch. Sure enough, she began to speed up and press a little harder.
“Does this feel good, Carla?” I asked her, and she made her soft cooing noises that always meant, “Yes.”
“It feels good to me, too,” I said, and it did….
As we rubbed our bodies together, I gradually let go of my preconceptions and enjoyed this completely. Carla certainly seemed to be into it, so why not take a little pleasure in each other, whether or not we were two different species? Besides, it had been a while for me, and I ached for any release I could find, even if it wasn’t with a real woman. Anxious to move ahead, I coaxed Carla into relaxing her grip just enough for me to undo my pants. As I went to do so, I saw that they were wet in two places… a patch where Carla’s awakening juices had soaked in, and a spot near the top of my dick, from my own stimulation. We were both ready for this!
Slipping pants and underwear down and out of the way, I told Carla, “Give me another hug,” and she wrapped herself tight again.
This time, though, her wet simian pussy-lips enfolded my dick, and I felt a rush of pleasure as her heat and moistness surrounded me, quickly starting to rub up and down again. Carla cooed a little more enthusiastically, obviously enjoying the more intimate stimulation. A small part of me was saying this was wrong, but it felt too good for me to care. I put both of my hands under Carla’s small butt, lifted her up a few inches, and slid the head of my dick around to where I figured her vagina ought to be. It wasn’t too far off from where I had guessed, and I started pushing into her. Carla had never done this before, but as I began to enter her, she got the idea immediately, pulling against me in 3 or 4 excited thrusts. Suddenly, I was all the way into her hot pussy, and she started grinding her hips against me and making constant cooing sounds. The feeling was so intense, I exploded into her after about 10 seconds, pumping and pumping for what seemed like forever. I had ahold of Carla’s small ass, but she pretty much supported her own weight as she continued to ride me, her sounds getting more and more excited. I had no idea how to tell when a chimpanzee has an orgasm, so I just kept thrusting into her, letting her take whatever pleasure she wanted, long after my own peak had subsided.
When she finally slowed down, I gently disengaged our bodies and set her back down to the floor.
Retrieving my pants, I said, “Carla, you’re very, very good.” (This was both simple praise, which Carla would understand, and a comment on the sexual experience, which she wouldn’t… it had been more satisfying than many of the times I’d been with a girl!) “Would you like to go for a ride in my car?”
She started jumping up and down at that, although I doubt she’d ever been in a car before. I intended to take Carla home to my apartment for the night. Why not? I had nobody to go home to, and this way I’d be having great sex! She eagerly took my hand and followed me out to the car, as I locked up the store behind me. She wasn’t too thrilled by the seat belt, but she endured it for the short drive home. Then she took my hand again as I surreptitiously hurried her into my place, glad that it was dark so that nobody would notice. Once in, I showed her the layout, explaining what the various rooms were for, including the bathroom. I ended in the bedroom, saying that this is where people sleep and “Give each other hugs, like we did.”
Carla nodded in seeming understanding, as I folded down the sheets and started to undress. My dick was already getting hard again!
Before taking Carla into my bed, I thought it might be good to clean her up a bit, so I led her into the shower with me. This was new for her, but she didn’t seem to mind as I lathered us both up with shampoo. After rinsing her off thoroughly, I asked her for another “hug”, and she eagerly pulled herself up to me again. Finding her still-slippery hole, I slid back into her hot pussy, humping her against the shower wall as she clung to me again. It was even more intense the second time, there under the warm shower spray, and I held her long after we were both done, rubbing her strong, furry back. Finally, I set her down, turned off the shower, and grabbed some towels to dry us both off with. (She needed three to dry off all of her fur.) Then I led her back to the bedroom, where we spent the next several hours enjoying each other in many ways. I let my hand gently explore her pussy, discovering that she was built pretty much like a woman down there, complete with a clitoris that responded to gentle stimulation. We had sex several times, with Carla’s strong legs locked around my back, and my dick buried in her eager simian cunt. She learned to use her “feet” to grip me by the ass, giving her a new level of control over our thrusting, something a woman could never do. I gave myself completely to this intoxicating creature, and we spent half the night in waves of pleasure before falling into an exhausted sleep, near dawn.
In the morning, I took Carla back to the store with me, but I decided she would spend her nights at my place, the rest of the week. I could barely make it through the day, anxious to resume where we had left off the night before! Finally, closing time arrived again, and I whisked Carla back to my apartment for an encore performance. She was as eager as she had been the first time, and we spent that night just like the last, repeating the shower scene and then humping our brains out into the wee hours. The whole week passed in a blur like that, days at the store and nights of pleasure with Carla. Her energy was boundless, and while she wasn’t inventive at all (she was perfectly willing to hump me the same way every time, if I had wanted), she was always eager to try something new if I showed her how. For instance, I taught her to give me a blow job by putting one of her fingers in my mouth and sucking on it, then having her suck my own finger the same way (without using her teeth!), then giving her my erect dick. With her elongated mouth and those generous lips, it was the best oral sex I’d ever had in my life. Carla even seemed to think of my cum as a “treat”, a reward for a good job, and she lapped it up eagerly. By the end of the week, I had even overcome my inhibitions enough to return the favor, sucking on her simian pussy while she cooed her approval. Once or twice, we sucked each other in “69” position, as part of our nightly pleasures.
The day arrived — too soon — when my friend got back, and he thanked me over and over again for minding the store for him.
“I intend to pay you for this,” he said, “but the budget is tight enough that I can’t do it right now, at least not the way I want to. Can we work something out? I’ll do anything you ask.”
“Okay,” I said, “I’ll take Carla.”
My friend thought it over for a minute, then smiled and said, “Done!”
Thus began the oddest “marriage” you can imagine, having great sex every night with my very own love pet!

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Home parties

I’m Dutch, so English is not my native language. Hope you like the story, please respond!

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HEATHER!

Heather works at the rodeo with her husband. One day, a pair of men who had been lusting for her decide to take matters into their own hands. Heather fights back, but loses in a big way.

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Paying the Price for Crime

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The Kink Palace

In the near future, a young Irish girl fulfills her fantasy of becoming a prostitute at Japan’s most expensive brothel: the Kink Palace, a place where there are no limits… only price-tags.

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Work – unpaid overtime

The place I work at requires all employees to use their ID badges to enter the building; otherwise the door will not open to let them in. I work at the front desk and if an employee doesn’t have their badge, I issue them a temporary one. Over the past few days, I noticed this one female employee looking at me every time she came in the door. It was more than just a ‘hi, how are you look’ that she was giving me. I didn’t pay much attention to it at first, but after the third or fourth day, I began to notice it more. Then on that Friday, she came to my desk and told me that she thought she lost her badge, and asked if I could issue her a temporary one. I told her that I could do that, but I needed her driver’s license and a phone number. She was about five feet, six inches tall. She had straight brown hair, curled at the ends that went down almost to her shoulder blades, and what looked like a decent set of c-cup breasts. She was wearing a tight, button up pink shirt that accented her cleavage nicely, and tight black skirt that made her toned ass look even firmer.
“My work phone number or my cell phone number?” She asked me as she leaned on the desk on her elbows, and made it look like she was giving me a clear shot of her cleavage.
“Well,” I responded, hoping I wasn’t reading this wrong. “Give me both. I’ll write down your work number for the badge and I’ll take your cell number and call you later to see if you wanna go out or come over to my place.”
She told me both of the numbers; I wrote her work number in the book and her cell on a piece of paper and stuck it in my wallet. “My name is Katie, by the way.”
Jokingly, I looked up at her, “Yeah, I gathered that from your ID. Thanks. I’m Jeremy. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I reached my hand out to shake hers. She had very soft hands and a fairly firm grip for a girl.
“Yeah, nice to meet you too.” She held onto my hand a little longer than a normal person would with a handshake, but I didn’t mind. “I’ll see you later Jeremy,” she said as she turned to walk to her office. I heard her high heels clack on the floor with each step she took. I sat back down at my computer, and looked her up on the employee database, she was an accounting executive assistant, which means she did all the busy work for the accounting executive and got paid pretty well for it.
The day dragged on and to make it worse, I kept looking at the clock, waiting and wanting it to move faster. But it didn’t. Lunch time came around and Katie walked out the door with some of her co-workers to go to lunch. As she walked past my desk, she turned her head, winked and smiled at me. The other girls she were with didn’t see this. About an hour later they came back in the building. Katie walked toward my desk, saying, “I’ll be there in a minute girls, I have to get another temp badge.”
“Another one?” I asked, standing up to greet her. “That one should work all day.”
She leaned on the desk again. I looked down at her chest for a split second then back up to her face. “Yeah, I know. It works fine, I just needed an excuse to stop and talk to you. So when is your lunch break? Do you get one or do you have to eat here?”
“I get a break. It’s kinda whenever I want to take it. Why? You just ate. Are you that hungry?”
“No, I just always see you here. I was just wondering if you got a break. Some people have to work through their lunch.”
“Yeah, I’ll take it soon. You wanna join me? I’m just going to the caf?ut you can join me if you want.”
“Sure, call me and I’ll come down.” Katie turned and walked into the building. As she walked away, she turned her head around, looked at me and started to sway her ass with each step. I smiled at her and went back to my work.
About another hour passed and I started to get hungry, so as I was walking to the caf? called Katie from my cell phone.
“Hello?” She said cautiously.
“Hi Katie, its Jeremy. I’m on my way to the caf?You said you would join me.”
“Yeah, I’ll be right down, just let me finish typing this form up.”
“OK. See you soon.” I told her and hung up the phone.
I got my food and sat down. I slowly started to eat. Ten minutes went by. Twenty minutes, then thirty. I was wondering if Katie was going to come or not. Then my phone rang, it was Katie.
“Hey Jeremy, it’s Katie. I am so sorry. My supervisor gave me more forms to finish before I take a break. I’m sorry. I promise I’ll make it up to you. I promise.”
“It’s OK Katie. Don’t worry about it. You’re at work. Things come up. Stop by on your way out and let me know what you want to do tonight. I’ll see you then.”
“OK. Sorry again. See you soon. Bye.”
“Oh, just to let you know, I’m gonna hold you to that promise.”
“That’s fine. Like I said, I owe you.”
“OK, bye.” I hung up the phone and finished my lunch.
4:30 came around and Katie came walking through the doors and up to my desk. “Excuse me sir, my feet are sore, do you have a chair I can use for a minute?” She asked me. “I need to fill out some extra paperwork before I go home.”
I rolled the unused chair around to the end of the desk. “Here you go. You can use this one.”
“Thank you,” she said and sat down. I glanced over at her as she sat down. I didn’t notice her stockings earlier. And I could have sworn that her skirt went all the way to her knees, not mid-way down her thighs. Oh well, I could have been mistaken. Katie crossed her legs like women do in a skirt. I looked again, I couldn’t help it. She was so pretty. “Hey Jeremy?” She asked.
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“Do you have some extra RP-12 forms down here? I thought I got enough, but I need two more.”
“Oh yeah, they’re right in this drawer.” I reached to the drawer that was at the end of the desk where she was seated. As I reached for the handle, she stuck her leg out, blocking my hand from reaching the handle and making me touch her calf. “Um, I need to get into the drawer if you need those forms.” I grasped her leg, gently, and started to move it out of the way. She wouldn’t let me move it to the side or down. Instead, she moved her leg up and rested her foot on the desk. I looked at her eyes and she motioned with them for me to look down. I looked down to her leg and followed it up under her skirt with my eyes. I saw the top of her stockings stop right above the bottom of her skirt. My eyes kept going and stopped on her naked pussy. Katie wasn’t wearing any panties. I could clearly see her shaved pussy. It looked as soft as silk. Her labia were a smooth mound with a nice slit right down the middle. I cleared my throat, looked up at Katie, and stuttered, “Uh, I’ll um, get you those forms now.”
Katie put her foot on the ground, leaned toward me and said, “Jeremy, I don’t need any of those, besides, I knew where they were, I just wanted to show that to you.” She reached down between her legs and slowly pulled her skirt up. Her legs were spread slightly apart. “So, do you like what you see?”
“Uh, yeah. I don’t want to sound like a prude, but I don’t think you should be doing that here Katie. I don’t want us to get in trouble.”
“Don’t worry Jeremy. I came down earlier than anyone else. They won’t be here for a while.” She grabbed my hand, “Come here.”
“OK,” I said. I rolled my chair closer to her and let her lead my hand up from her calf, over her thigh and up to her crotch.
“Go ahead,” she pushed my hand closer to her slit. “Touch me Jeremy. I want you to feel me.”
“Do you always dress like this? I mean no underwear?” I asked as I slid my fingers off of her thigh and over her labia. Her skin was just as it looked, smooth as silk. I looked over my shoulder to see if anyone else was coming through the lobby. The coast was clear. I moved my fingertips up and down her slit. I could feel a small amount of her juices on the tip of my middle finger.
“Not always,” she answered my question. “Only sometimes. I felt so bad that I couldn’t join you at lunch; I had to think of some way that I could try to make it up to you before the end of the day. I was sitting at my desk thinking of something that you might enjoy. Lots of thoughts went through my head and then I thought of this scheme. So I took my panties off at my desk, slipped them into my purse, and told my boss that I was going to take off early today. It’s Friday and I had all my work done.”
“Well, that certainly works for me. I’m glad you came down, but I certainly wasn’t expecting this.” I slid my fingers up and down her slit some more.
Katie brought her hands up to her shirt. “Do you think this shirt is too tight?” I looked at her shirt, specifically her chest, and noticed that the spots between the buttons were pulled slightly apart, either from the size of her shirt or the size of her breasts, or both. She already had some great cleavage going on, but decided that it wasn’t enough. She had the top two buttons already unbuttoned, but unbuttoned the third one down too. It seemed as if the shirt breathed a sign of relief from being stretched to the limit. As the shirt opened up more, I saw a pink bra that matched the shirt. “There, that’s better right?”
“I’ll be honest Katie, it was fine before, but if you want it like that, I’m not gonna complain.” I looked at her chest, and I could feel my pants starting to stretch in the front. As if seeing her perfectly shaven cunt wasn’t enough, I had her great tits right in front of me, ready to come out of her shirt. I turned to look again to see if someone was coming. “Oh shit Katie, I think someone just walked past the camera. I think they’re coming this way; you gotta put your stuff back to how it was and get on the other side of the desk.
“Or I could hide,” she said as she got down on her knees and slid under the desk. The desk was a semi-circle with an upper counter around 4 feet tall and the lower surface where the computer and all my papers were. Katie got under the desk quickly enough that the woman walking out the door didn’t even notice her.
Once Katie heard her exit the building, she poked her head out from under the desk. “All clear?”
“Yeah, you’re good.” I looked down at her and she was squatting, sitting on her heels, her skirt was hiked up and her legs were spread far apart. Again, I had a clear view of her smooth pussy. “Come on out.”
“Or I could stay here and no one would even know it besides you.” She moved over closer to me, still under the desk. She crawled between my legs and started to rub my thighs. “How about this? Is this OK?” She asked.
“It feels good, but I really think you shouldn’t be down there.” She slid her hands up my legs, and onto my semi-erect cock. I cleared my throat again as she started to massage my dick through my pants.
“Well then, this should feel better.” Katie moved her hands up to my belt, and started to unbuckle it.
“What are you doing?” I asked her as I put my hand on hers, holding it.
“What do you think I’m doing? I’m going to take your pants down.”
“Here?!” I asked her.
“Yeah, no one can see me. You just do your best to act normal when people walk by.” She moved my hand out of the way and resumed unbuckling my belt. She then unbuttoned my pants and slid the zipper down. My cock was getting harder now and Katie could see that because it was poking out through the opening in the front of my boxers. “Huh, I guess you like this even though your words say otherwise. It seems as though you need to relax a little Jeremy. I’ll see what I can do to help you do that.”
She placed her hand around my shaft as I slid the chair farther under the counter. Katie started to slowly stroke my cock. “Mmmmmmm, that feels nice Katie.”
“Ssshhh,” she told me. “Remember, you have to continue to do your job and act as if nothing else is going on. If you don’t, we WILL get busted and probably get fired.”
“Good luck with that one.” I tried to type the rest of my report, but it was kinda difficult to do while she was stroking my now rock-hard dick.
“Just do your thing and I will do mine.” Katie stroked me a few more times then stopped with her hand at the base of my cock. I could feel her breathing as her head moved closer to me. Then this warm and wet sensation overcame my cock. I looked down to make sure it was what I was thinking and sure enough, Katie had my hard-on in her mouth. She started to bob her head up and down on it as I picked my head back up and resumed typing.
The door opened from the offices to the lobby. “Goodnight Mr. Davies,” I said.
“You have a good one Jeremy,” he said. “See ya on Monday.”
“Oh I will, trust me.” He looked puzzled as he continued out the door.
Katie pulled my cock out of her mouth, “See that’s not so hard is it?”
“No, that’s not, but I am; and you’re not yet helping with that situation.”
Katie returned my cock to her mouth. Over the next few minutes, many people were walking out of the building. Each time someone walked by, we would exchange goodbyes. And each time someone left, I would look down and see Kelly, sucking on my cock.
Another man walked into the lobby, “Have a good weekend Jeremy.”
“You do the same Mr. Wellington.” It was Katie’s boss.
He walked over to the desk and asked, “So, what are your plans this weekend Jeremy?” He put his hands on the desk and leaned toward me slightly.
“I don’t, um, know.” I fumbled to find words. Katie’s mouth felt so good on my shaft. “I think I might just, uh, screw around. I don’t have any plans yet. I met this girl, so I’m gonna call her later and maybe go out this weekend.”
“Hey, that can make it more fun if you have a girls with you,” he said with a smirk on his face. I could feel my face getting flushed. “Hey are you OK? You look like something is wrong.”
“No, nothing is wrong right now. I’m feeling great. Thanks for asking.”
“No worries man. Hey, I didn’t ask you this, but what do you think of Katie? You know Katie right? She works under me.”
“Yeah, I know her. I didn’t know she worked under you, I thought she worked under someone else. She seems like a good girl. I like her. Why do you ask?”
“Well, I like her too. She’s a good employee, but she left early today. She seemed different. I couldn’t put my finger on it; I was wondering if you knew what it was with her today.”
“I uh don’t really know sir.” I mumbled. It’s really hard to have a conversation when you are having your cock sucked. “Oh, I remember. She came by and asked for some of those RP-12’s. I think I put my finger on it.” He had no idea about my pun. “She told me she might have to make something up to someone she let down. I think she was just anxious.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. Well,” he said as he stood back up, “I’m the last one up there, so you can take off whenever you’re done there. I hope you have a fun time this weekend. I’ll see you Monday morning.”
“OK sir. I’ll finish up and get out of here. Have a great weekend.” He walked out the door and I rolled my chair back a little, letting Katie come out from under the desk.
She looked up at me, smiling, but never took my cock out of her mouth. She wrapped her hand around me and moved it up and down with her mouth. “That feels so good Katie, but that was the weirdest conversation I have ever had with anyone, especially your boss. That was a close call.”
She took my cock out of her mouth, “Ssshhh. I already told you that.”
“K, sorry. It’s just you and me here now.”
“I know, I heard him. That’s good.” She returned her mouth to my slippery dick, moved her hands down to her chest, and unbuttoned her shirt the rest of the way. Then she brought her hands up, slid my pants down past my knees and slid my boxers off too. When my boxers slid past my hard-on, it sprang up. Katie returned it to her mouth as she reached up and started to unbutton my shirt. She got all of the buttons undone, but couldn’t get my tie off. I loosened my tie and pulled it over my head as Katie slid my shirt off my shoulders and down my arms. I took my arms out of the sleeves, reached down and unhooked her bra. It slid off her breasts easily. I sat up a little, reached down and started to grab her tits. They were nice and big. Each one filled up my hand. They were firm too. “Do you like those Jeremy?”
“Yeah, I do. They’re nice and big.”
“Well, they’re all mine. No surgery here.” I looked back up at the camera screen and saw someone walking across the caf?oward the front door.
“Oh shit Katie, there’s someone coming. They just left the caf?They’ll be here any minute. What are we going to do?” I started to panic a little.
“Don’t worry Jeremy. It’s Jessica. She’s my good friend and I told her that I was going to try this. If she came by and I wasn’t here, I would be in the car waiting for her. But since I am here she can watch, if that’s OK with you. She likes to watch.”
“Sure, I know her. She’s cute too.” Jessica had about the same build as Katie, but had dirty blonde hair.
“Cute TOO? What do you mean by that?” Katie asked me.
“I mean exactly that. Why?”
“Who are you comparing her to?”
“Well, you, of course. Who did you think?”
“I don’t know.” Katie pushed my chair back and stood up. Her firm breasts were eye-level with me and her pussy was right there too. She looked over her shoulder just as Jessica was walking into the lobby. “Hi Jess. I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Sorry, I had to make sure Mr. Wellington left. He IS gone right?”
“Yeah, he left about five minutes ago. Jessica, this is Jeremy,” Katie said, looking at me.
“Hi Jeremy, nice to meet you,” Jessica’s eyes wandered down my naked body, and stopped at my cock. “Well, it seems you two are well acquainted. Katie, nice work. I thought was cute before, but without his clothes on is even better.” She moved her eyes back to my face and smiled at me. “Mind if I sit in this chair?” Referring to the chair Katie was sitting in.
“Be my guest,” I said. “Katie told me a little about you.”
“Oh she did huh?” Jessica giggled.
Katie moved closer to me, leaned down and kissed me, letting her breasts rub against my bare chest. She placed her hands on my shoulders, and started to crawl onto my lap. She sat on my lap, facing me, pushing my cock down between my legs with her ass. She started grinding on me. As she was doing this, Katie looked over at Jessica. Jessica was sitting in the chair, slouching a little, and was rubbing her breasts. “Hey Jess, take your shirt off.” Jessica was wearing a tight black low cut shirt and a plaid mini-skirt with black spiked heels to top off the look. She started to peel her shirt off over her head as Katie kept grinding on my cock. When Jessica took her shirt off, she revealed a black lacey bra that barely covered anything. It was more for support than anything. “Now isn’t that hot Jeremy?” Katie asked me.
“Yeah she is. This is tough; I am sitting here with two beautiful girls and only one of me.”
Katie turned to me and said, “I told you, she’s just watching this time.”
“I know you said that. But last time you said that you didn’t say ‘this time.’ What do you mean by that?”
“Guess,” she leaned in and kissed me again, this time she opened her mouth and dug her tongue into mine. I returned the kiss and brought my hands up to her chest, grabbing her firm breasts. Katie broke our kiss, stood up and turned my chair so I was facing Jessica about six feet away. Katie turned around, walked over to Jessica, kissed her, and then backed up to me. When she got back to me, she reached between her legs, grabbed my cock, and aimed it at her wet pussy and sat down, taking my whole shaft inside her. It was warm and slippery. She was so wet, after the first down and up on my cock, I was plenty lubed up. Katie went back down until she had my entire shaft inside her. I glanced over at Jessica. She had one hand on her tits and the other hand was rubbing her pussy. Jessica had taken her shirt, bra and underwear off. She just had her mini-skirt and shoes on. Katie, still all the way down on my cock, was grinding back and forth on me. I reached up, grabbed her nipples and started to pull on them. She started to moan a little and I could feel her juices flowing more as her pussy was tightening up. “I love it when my nipples get played with. Don’t stop Jeremy.”
I kept pinching and pulling on her nipples as I twitched my cock inside of her. She gasped and jumped slightly. Katie leaned back on my chest and arched her back. Her head was on my shoulder and she started to kiss and bite my ear. I moved my left hand down to rub her clit. We were both moving in sync with each other. Jessica put her left foot up on the desk opening her legs up. I was about to turn my eyes away from her and back to Katie when she inserted two fingers into her snatch. My eyes were glued on her crotch. I pushed my cock as far as I could into Katie when I saw Jessica finger herself. Jessica noticed this and said, “Oohh, I think someone likes this Katie.”
Katie, feeling my cock throbbing inside her, picked her head up and looked at Jessica. “Yeah, it sure feels like it.” Jessica leaned her head down and started to lick her nipples but she never let her fingers out of her wet pussy. I could see the juices seeping out of her. “Jess, that is so hot honey. I wish I could be your fingers right now.”
With that, Jessica stood up, her hand still buried in her snatch, and walked over to Katie and I. Jessica took her hand out of her crotch, grabbed Katie’s hand and guided it to her wet slit. “OK, be my hand then. I’ll be yours.” Jessica put her foot up on the desk next to Katie and I as Katie slid two fingers into her pussy. Jessica’s hand reached down and found mine on Katie’s clit. She moved my hand out of the way and picked up where I left off, rubbing Katie’s clit. When Jessica started doing this, Katie really clamped her pussy down on my cock which made my balls tighten up.
Katie started to moan louder and grind faster on my dick. “Oh my God! That feels great Jess. Keep rubbing my pussy.”
“Katie, I’m about to cum.” I looked up at her but her eyes were closed so tightly and she was so focused on Jessica rubbing her, I don’t think she heard me. “Oh my God Katie, your pussy is so tight.” I could feel the cum rushing from my balls up my shaft.
“Jeremy,” Jessica said. “I want you to cum in my mouth. Let me now when you’re gonna cum.” She brought her other hand down and started to massage my balls.
“Keep that up and it’s gonna be real quick!” I was pumping as hard as I could into Katie now. She started to moan even louder with each pump of my cock. Jessica’s fingers were rubbing her clit even faster. Now Katie started to scream. Her free hand went to Jessica’s chest and she started to grab her nipples. Pinching and pulling on them hard. Katie leaned forward, put Jessica’s breast in her mouth and started to suck and bite on it. “Holy shit Jessica, here it comes!” I yelled. Jessica got down on her knees, grabbed my cock and pulled it out of Katie’s pussy. She put me into her mouth and started to suck me dry. I pumped load after load of cum into her mouth as she stroked my shaft. Her tongue danced around the head of my dick. I brought one hand back to Katie’s pussy, and rubbed and pinched her clit a little more. Soon she was writhing and moving in ecstasy on my lap.
Jessica finished sucking all the cum out of my cock and placed her mouth around Katie’s pussy. Katie screamed, “Oohh, here it comes! HOLY SHIT!” Jessica grabbed Katie’s ass and pulled Katie into her open mouth. Katie started convulsing on my lap.
After a minute or so of this, Jessica pulled her head away from Katie and said, “Damn girl. That was a lot; almost as much as Jeremy. It sure tasted good going into my mouth though sweetie. Jeremy, did you know that Katie was a squirter? Hot huh?” Jessica licked her lips, then grabbed Katie’s hand and licked her fingers dry.
We were all breathing heavy and I said, “Wow girls. That was amazing! I don’t know if I have ever cummed that much before. Jessica, I thought you were just going to watch. I’m not complaining by any means, but
”
“But what? I couldn’t resist tasting you two. I love to watch, but I also love the taste of cum sliding down my throat. Besides, if you were sitting where I was, you wouldn’t be able to resist either. That was one of the hottest fucks I have seen in a long time. Just watching your rock-hard cock stretching Katie’s pussy like that, oh my God! That was great!”
Katie stood up slowly off of my lap, she bent down and picked up her clothes. She started to put her bra on, but Jessica grabbed it out of her hands, “You won’t need this dear.”
“I won’t?” Katie asked, puzzled.
“Nope. I was thinking we could go over to my place and you could show Jeremy what that pole is for in my basement.”
“Really? You want me to strip for him?”
“Wait, you have a stripper pole? That’s awesome!” I said, wide eyed.
“Yeah,” Jessica replied. “I have one in my basement with neon lights and the while bit. And no, Katie, I don’t want you to strip for him. I want you to strip for US.”
We put our clothes back on. “I’ll meet you in the parking lot,” I said. They walked out; I went over and set the alarm, walked out and locked the building up. As I walked out to my truck, Jessica and Katie were waiting in their cars. “I guess I’ll follow you?”
“Yeah, try to keep up. I drive fast. Especially if I know I get to have a strip tease when I get home.” Jessica started to pull out of the lot as I got into my truck, started it and fell in line behind Katie.

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