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Growing up with Mom

This is the story of my relationship with my mom. My dad left when I was very young so as far back as I can remember, it was always just me and my mom.
One of my favorite things to do when I was little was my nightly bath with mom. I loved the feel of her skin against mine, especially when we were both soapy. I loved how she scrubbed me all over. I loved when she’d wrap me up in a big fluffy towel when we were done. It wasn’t anything sexual, it was just the wonderful sensations that I enjoyed. I can’t remember exactly how old I was when that ritual stopped, but I remember the day it happened. My mom had just finished scrubbing me and I wanted to return the favor. I took the soap and started soaping my mom up. She’d already explained to me about breasts, and how all women had them, different sizes, that they were for feeding babies, etc., but I had never really taken a look between her legs until that day. As I scrubbed her, I asked her how come she didn’t have what I had. She explained that women had different things than men. As I kept washing her down there, she moaned a little, then grabbed my arm and said, “I think it’s clean enough.” I finished with the rest of her body, not realizing that anything had happened. When we got out and were watching tv while drying off, my mom told me that she thought I was old enough to start taking showers…by myself. I was kind of sad that I wouldn’t get to take any more baths with my mom, but I was also excited by the prospect of taking showers, just like big people, that I didn’t put up a big fight. That was years ago, though, and I only remember it because that was the first time I touched my mom’s pussy.
The real story begins several years later. As I said, it was just me and my mom. My mom thought that since I didn’t have a father, she should be available to me at all times, so she worked from home as a telemarketer. I don’t ever remember my mom going to any great lengths to hide her body from me. Modesty was practically unheard of at my house, so it wasn’t rare for me to see her naked coming out of the shower or changing clothes. In the mornings, she’d come out wearing a terrycloth robe as often as she’d come out in a short silk robe. When I started jerking off around 12, I started looking forward to the days when she would wear the short silk ones. Most of them weren’t much longer than long shirts, and she wouldn’t bother tying them too tightly, which would give me fleeting glimpses of her breasts. At that age, I was looking anywhere and everywhere for masturbation material, and it was countless nights that I would jerk off picturing my mom’s legs, or her breasts, or her ass as I stroked myself to orgasm. On one of her silk days, I got up the nerve to tell her how great her legs looked, she blushed and thanked me, and started wearing the short silk ones most of the time. We were always very touchy-feely, spending nights at home laying on each other on the couch while we watched tv. It was only in the morning that she would wear a robe, most of the time she’d walk around the house in a t-shirt and panties. Don’t think that didn’t have an effect on me. My masturbation fantasies were fueled with visions of her long legs and pretty feet.
One night, as we were on the couch, my mother asked if I would rub her feet, as she’d been out shopping all day and they were sore. Any excuse to get my hands on her was ok by me, so I agreed. We were on opposite ends of the couch, she had her feet in my lap. I took special care, making sure I did a good job, and realized that I really liked rubbing her feet. I liked seeing the wrinkles form around my thumbs as I kneaded the soles of her feet. I loved the soft silkiness of the top of her feet as I gently rubbed the backs of fingers across them. I loved the way her toes wiggled in my hands when I accidentally tickled her. I had an instant foot fetish, not to mention a hard on. From that night on, I was constantly asking her if I could rub her feet. Like most people, my mom wasn’t going to say no to a foot rub, so most nights, I had her feet in my lap, and I imagined what it would be like to have those toes wiggling in my mouth while I masturbated. It didn’t take me long to realize that if I maneuvered things just right, my mom’s legs would be spread, and I’d get to see her panties. I already knew, from the glimpses her robes would allow, that she mostly wore thongs, but I didn’t realize what kind of a view of her pussy that would give me. There were a lot of nights where I couldn’t even begin to tell you what was on because I was entranced by the view of the material seeming to come out from her between her butt cheeks, pressed up tightly against her mound. Sometimes, one of her lips would work it’s way out of her panties, and I’d just stare. She was very good to me about it, and would casually readjust her panties when she noticed me staring. Whenever she readjusted, she’d have a ghost of a smile on her lips, and I’d have jerk off material for later. I also took to kissing the soles of her feet as a signal that I’d finished rubbing them. I loved feeling the soles of her feet on my face, the slight smell of soap and sweat was intoxicating. I’d remember that smell while I stroked up and down my cock at night. I got bolder and bolder with her, my one kiss on each sole turning into several kisses up and down the soles of her feet. Several kisses on her soles became several kisses on both sides of her feet. That progressed to kissing each of her toes. Those kisses progressed to sucking. And it was about two months after the first foot rub that I was spending more time sucking on her toes than I did rubbing her feet. If I had to guess, I’d say the reason she didn’t stop me was because it felt good. If you’ve never had your toes sucked…it’s like that saying, if you don’t know, don’t bother to ask. I dirtied lots of underwear several times a night thinking of the way her toes moved in my mouth.
It was after one such session, as I was laying in bed that I heard a strange noise coming from my mom’s bedroom. It was a buzzing sound, and a low moaning. I’d been jerking off in the dark for about an hour and half. My mom’s toes had been wrinkly when I finally removed them from my mouth and we went to bed and that was one of the visual images I was using as I masturbated again and again. I’d been laying there, almost drifting off when I heard it. I debated whether or not to check it out, and when it didn’t stop, I decided to see what was up. I pulled my underwear up, pulling it up high so I could wipe off any cum that I’d missed with my fingers on my stomach. I’d never been brought up to knock on doors when at home, so when I reached her door, I just opened it wide. The sight took my breath away. Like me, she had the tv on, hers was also muted, it’s glow revealing to me her naked body, nipples hard, legs spread, hands working a vibe in and out of her pussy. From my own experiences, I could tell she was probably close to cumming, that’s probably why she didn’t remove the vibrator from her pussy. She just closed her legs, blocking my view of that pink plastic cock protruding from her pussy, sat up some, and asked me if I needed something. I told her that I’d heard a noise and was just checking it out. She said it was nothing and asked me to please go back to bed. I saw her glance at the obvious bulge in my underwear and the ghost of a smile appeared on her face. I stuttered out an “ok” and closed the door. I stood right outside her bedroom and listened to her. I could tell she was struggling not to scream, and could hear her hissing “oh shit, oh god, oh shit.” I didn’t go back to my room until I heard the vibrator being turned off. I could take my underwear off fast enough, they were completely off by the time I got back in bed, and I didn’t waste any time before I started jerking off again. That moment when I first opened the door was frozen in my mind, the way her legs were spread, the look on her face, the wetness on the vibrator. It was all too much and I came almost immediately.
I had just started stroking again, those images would not leave my mind, when my mother came into the room. I was frozen in place. I couldn’t cover up, my sheet was under me, I couldn’t pull my underwear up, I’d taken them completely off, and, for some unknown reason, I couldn’t let go of my cock. She was silhouetted against the hall light, and I noticed she’d put on one of her terrycloth robes. I saw her pause when she saw what I was doing. She seemed about to leave, then took a steadying breath, and walked over to my bed. Her eyes kept flicking to my hand wrapped around my cock, pulsating. She sat on the edge of the bed and smiled sheepishly.
“Looks like we’re both human.” She said as she glanced down at my hand around my cock again. “Sweetheart, we don’t need to be embarrassed about this. Everyone does it and it’s nothing to be ashamed about.” With that, she patted my stomach, inadvertently putting her fingers in a small puddle of my cum, one I’d made thinking about her fucking herself. She said “I’ll let you get back to what you’re doing,” and stood up. She rubbed her fingers together, and I saw her stick them in her mouth as she walked out of my room. She didn’t bother closing my door, nor did she close her door as she let the robe fall from her shoulders, letting me see that she was still naked. She laid down in bed, reached into her nightstand and pulled out her vibrator again. I started stroking myself again as I watched her suck on the vibrator to get it wet, and then slide it into herself. We watched each other while we masturbated, I came before her but didn’t stop stroking until she’d come too. Then, she turned off her tv, I turned off mine and we went to bed.
I don’t think either one of us ever closed those doors again. We would go to our separate bedrooms after I was done sucking on her toes, then we’d masturbate while watching each other. Usually, I’d get naked first and lay on top of the covers. I’d picture her feet and what I’d done to them that day while I started stroking myself. I was usually already hard from having her feet in mouth and it wasn’t long before I was moaning. Then she’d start playing with her nipples. Taking them between her fingers and pulling. She’d sometimes point the nipple up to her mouth and suck on it, all the while watching me stroke my fat cock. She didn’t always use her vibrator. Sometimes she stick her fingers in her mouth, make them very wet, the saliva dripping off them, then start rubbing her clit. She continue to play with her breasts with one hand while she rubbed her clit with the other. She’d roll the nipples between her fingers, then back to her mouth so she could suck on them, her hand a blur between her legs. She’d spread her legs wide when she was getting ready to cum, to show me that she was a squirter. She’d sometimes put her other hand between her legs while she squirted, her fingers getting soaked, then bring the hand back to her breasts. Slathering her nipples with her pussy juice, then sucking it off. It was no less exciting when she used her vibrator. She’d use both hands to work it in and out of her pussy. Fucking herself mercilessly while she watched my hand move up and down my cock. She’d always make sure to suck on it for a few minutes, make it nice and wet before she stuck it inside herself. After she came, no longer bothering to stifle her screams, she’d always clean it off with her mouth. It’d be dripping with her pussy juices every time she took it out, and she savored every drop. We watched each other every night. When I saw that she had no problem licking her own pussy juices, and remembering how she’d sucked my cum off her fingers that first night, I wasn’t embarrassed having her watch me scoop up my cum and eat it afterwards. I think it turned her on. Every night we’d go to bed, like any other mother and son, and every night we’d become each other’s masturbation partners. We only did that for a few months before our relationship progressed, but that will have to wait for part 2.

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Teenage Love

I looked through my window and there she was. My bestfriend, the girl I’ve been in love with since 8th grade, masturbating. Her pink, teenage pussy soaking wet as she stuck two fingers, in and out… in and out… I was in awe. I stared out my window while rubbing my hard cock through my jeans. I think she wanted the attention from me, since she usually leaves her window wide open while playing with herself so I can get a good view. I’ve wanted to fuck her since 10th grade and man, today will be the day.
It wasn’t unusual for me to walk into her house. Her parents knew me and loved me, and they didn’t care. I sprayed on the cologne she loved and rushed next door to the house. I walked in, looked around for her parents, and found that no one except her was home. I smirked at the thought. I climbed up the stairs silently, trying to surprise her. I opened the door to her room and peeked in slightly. She was still fingering that tight pussy. She pulled out a thick, pink dildo with bumps on it to please her pussy. I watched her stick it slowly inside of her while she stuck a finger in her ass. I slightly opened the door even more and she looked at me. Surprisingly, she wasn’t scared or in shock. She gladly invited me in to watch her.
I sat on her bed while she spread her legs further to get in deeper. She stared at me the whole time with those sexy, green eyes while toying her pussy. “You can help me if you want to…” she finally said. I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, and that sentence turned me on so much. I smirked at her and grabbed the toy, then pumped it in and out of her pussy. She moaned with every stroke I made with the toy; her finger was playing with her ass and she was sucking on her other fingers, making little slurping noises. I watched as her sucked her fingers, licking up and down then sucking violently on her index finger. I went harder in fucking her pussy with the dildo. She moaned and tilted her head back, still sucking on her index finger. She took her finger out of her ass and sucked it to taste herself. I was now in shock that my best girl friend could turn me on this much. I took the toy out of her pussy and put it down onto the nightstand. I leaned over and kissed her thighs a little, going in closer to her vagina with every kiss. I licked her thighs up and down and I knew I was driving her wild. I went straight for her wet pussy, licking her clit fast. Then, I moved towards her hole, licking from her pussy hole to her clit. I sucked her clit and bit softly on it. I sucked her wet pussy lips, then spread them apart to lick everything inside. I found her sensitive spots and sucked them. She couldn’t keep her legs still. She watched me and sometimes would push my head down onto her pussy so I could lick her harder. I moved down to her hole again, sliding my wet tongue in and licked out all of her pussy juices. I moved my tongue around, then in and out of her pussy to drive her crazy. I could feel her pussy tighten around my tongue, so I kept moved it around. She legs shook as I ate her whole pussy. I stuck my fingers in her pussy and pumped it in and out fast while she came uncontrollably. She smirked at me after she came and pushed me down onto the bed, taking off my shirt quickly then sucking my neck just below my right ear. She moved her hands down my stomach to unzip my pants while kissing my neck. I put my hands behind my head and let her go to work on me.
She took down my pants slightly to reveal my hard cock. Right away she knew what to do. I watched her put her little mouth onto my big cock, then suck the shaft up and down, making it wet with her tongue. Ugh, her tongue felt so good on my dick. She sucked up and down, then stopped to lick just the tip. I grabbed her head and face fucked her, moving my cock into her mouth hard and fast, up and down. I stopped and pulled her hair out of her face so she could suck me off some more. She went down onto my whole cock, deepthroating it, my tip hitting the back of her throat. My moans must have drove her wild because she went harder and faster. She jacked off the part that she didn’t suck in while blowing me, then licked the tip while jacking the rest of my cock. She spit on it and jacked the whole thing off, moving up and down and going over the tip. She squeezed at the tip. “Make love to me.” She said sexily. She layed on her stomach and turned off the bedroom lights.
I spit on her pussy to lube it up some more even though she was soaking wet. I couldn’t believe this was it. I was about to make love to the girl I’m in love with. I stimulated her clit with the tip of my cock a little, then went straight in. I knew she didn’t care if I wore a condom or not because she was on the pill. My bare cock felt so good in her pussy. I started pumping myself into her softly, kneeling over her naked body and fondling with her breasts. I moved myself deep into her pussy, but slowly. She lifted her hips so I could get deeper inside of her. I started pounding her pussy with my giant cock. I felt her pussy juices all over my cock, while her walls tightened up against me. She was tightening her pussy for me and aw man… I was in heaven. I looked her and body up and down while fucking her. Her head was tilted to the side, smiling. Her boobs were bouncing up and down and I could see her breathing hard. I started pumping a little harder and she moaned loudly. I grabbed her and lifted her up onto my cock so she could fuck it. I sat down onto the bed and she rode me slowly, tightening herself around me every so often. I watched her pussy go down onto my cock, then watched her boobs bounce as her body rode and shook. I grabbed her boobs and sucked on one nipple softly, then biting it. I sucked it harder and she pushed my head into it. I knew she loved being rough, so I pumped my cock into her hard and fast. She rose her body up a little so I could go deep, in and out. She kissed my lips hard, smashing into mine then biting my lower lip. “Fuck..me…harder…” she said after every stroke. I grabbed her and stood up, her legs wrapped around my waist. I moved her up and down onto me, then thrusted into her. Her pussy was dripping with juices. My cock was wet and hard, I wanted her more.
She got off of my cock and went down onto her knees, sucking the juices off my cock. My pants were still on and I tried to take them off, but her blowjob distracted me. She looked up at me while licked my cock; one of her hands was on my shaft and her other was playing with my balls. She squeezed my balls then rubbed, and continued to suck my cock. I pulled her off and bent her over the bed. She stuck her ass out and it was perfect height for my cock to penetrate her hard. I bent over to kiss her pussy, then went to work. I grabbed her ass and thrusted myself in, pumping in and out. My cock fit perfectly into her. I put my cock in deep inside of her to hit the back of her vagina, and I grinded against her ass. “More…” she moaned. I grinded harder so my cock moved around and hit her walls. It must have really pleased her because I saw her legs shake a bit. I continued thrusting myself in and out of her tight, wet, young pussy. I spread her ass cheeks to get in deeper, pushing myself so deep in that she came. Her body shook as I fucked her to increase the intensity. Just as she came, I busted inside of her pussy. My cock pulsed as streams of hot cum went into her pussy. She flinched as cum hit the walls of her vag.
I grabbed a wet towel from her bathroom and cleaned up the cum in her vagina. Her bedroom was now a mess, and the air smelled like sex. She moaned as I shoved the towel inside to get the cum, then rubbed the towel around to clean up her juices. I kissed her clit after it was all cleaned up, then moved next to her to cuddle with her. I put my arm around her and she layed her head on my bare chest.
“You know, I’m actually really in love with you.” I admitted to her, scared of her reaction. “Fuck me more like that and we’ll see how our relationship goes.” She smiled and kissed my cheek.

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Caroline and the Hot Tub

Here’s my latest story for you all! Also, please read my previous story (Mandy) as it got lost in the well documented website maintenance issue cave of despair…please resurrect! I thank you in advance. Carry on…

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An early return from a business trip

Author’s Note: I hope you Enjoy the story. Feedback, and Comments, even Critisizam is much Appreciated. I will admit I am a Horrible Speller. This is a story I thought up, and it took me a few hours to put it down(about 6). Sorry, but being Single, and horney contributed to the story, but not getting any for years doesn’t help as I was hard almost the entire time I took to write the story.

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Daddy’s Baby Whore

This is the very first story I’ve written in my life so I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know what you think. I’ve intentionally not described appearances and have not given ages, that’s for your imagination to determine. Enjoy!

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Adventures of Carrie: Vacation

Carrie knelt on the floor, her head thrown back, her eyes closed and her hands clutching at her bare breasts. As she rocked back and forth, the huge dildo between her legs slid in and out of her wet, open hole. Each time it slipped into her, her mouth would open and she would let out a small cry of pleasure.
Carrie’s small stature contrasted the huge size of the phallus she was plunging into herself. It was at least two and a half inches across and over twelve inches long, with a realistic swollen head that parted her lips with each stroke. Occasionally she would slide all the way down its length and rotate her hips to feel the huge balls at its base rub against her clit. This never ceased to bring moans and cries of encouragement from the people crowded around, watching her. This too heightened Carrie’s profound enjoyment. She loved to be watched when she was hot and lusty and it didn’t matter who it was, just as long as they were enjoying her. The more they wanted, the more she wanted to give them.
Doug was always fascinated by her exhibitions. Though he had watched her erotic performance many times for countless onlookers, he still found them totally exciting and never failed to encourage her when she appeared to be in this kind of mood.
This one had started early in the day. When Carrie had gotten up, she had put on a tiny thong bikini bottom, some high heeled sandals and a thin, cropped T-top that revealed her nipples each time she moved her arms and showed the soft curve of the under side of her breasts when she was just standing still. She was casually strolling across the sun deck of the boat to join Doug for coffee when a couple of horns had sounded from nearby boats anchored in the cove.
“You’re disturbing the fishermen and skiers,” Doug said with a grin.
“Good! I intended to and I’m glad they didn’t disappoint me,” Carrie replied with a fake haughtiness.
Doug had poured her some coffee and they had chatted while they sipped the warm brew. Doug hadn’t failed to notice that Carrie seemed unusually vivacious. After she had finished her coffee, she had busied herself by straightening up the deck. She walked around, bending over to pick up and straightened things and reaching up to adjust wind-socks that really didn’t need adjusting.
“Show off!”
“You don’t like it,” Carrie asked looking back at him over her shoulder and baring her rear to Doug and all the other boats.
“Yes, but you should be more modest; the other boaters might see you,” Doug teased.
Carrie had placed her hand over her bare left cheek and said, “There! Is that better?”
“Much. Now they won’t get hard-ons watching you.”
Carrie jerked her hand away and replied, “I want them all to get enormous hard-ons. I may need them later,” and stuck her rear out with a little wiggle to one side.
Another horn had sounded as Carrie had winked at Doug and then continued her very un-domestic cleaning chores.
Carrie had continued the morning showing off for Doug and the boaters. Since her outfit became nearly transparent when it was wet, she took frequent dips in the water to “cool off”. Her dark, erect nipples were plainly visible through her top when she got out of the water and the “nakedness” of her shaved slit was clearly apparent.
After she had finished the margarita that Doug had fixed for her, she suggested that he make another one for her so that she “could get even more casual”. He had quickly satisfied her request and delivered it to the lounge chair she was sitting in.
“What’s the quickest way to give every guy in the cove an erection,” Carrie asked as she took the drink from Doug’s hand? “I want to; them and you and anyone else that might be around.”
“Well.” Doug thought for a moment. “You might just stand up and shout ‘Anybody want to fuck?'”
“No! More subtle, more erotic. I am so horny and I want to make everyone as horny as I am.”
“Then tease us!” Doug went on, “Take off your top and put on a flower necklace or a lea. Get something even smaller for your bottom; something that you can reach into and can be seen around.”
“Sounds good,” replied Carrie as she got up to go down to the bedroom. “I’ll be back in a flash and the pun was intended,” she said with a big smile.
When she returned, she was wearing a long, narrow blue chiffon scarf tied around her waist with the ends hanging in from of her like a tiny loin cloth. Around her neck was a flower lea that did little to cover her. Her nipples stuck out on either side as the lea draped between her breasts.
“How’s that,” she asked Doug?
“If that doesn’t do it, there are a lot of near-sighted guys out there. See, it’s working on me.”
“Good,” Carrie said as she looked at the growing bulge in Doug’s swimsuit. “But I’m not done yet. Go do something with the ropes or the motor or something. I just want to lay up here by myself and get hot and get a lot of other people hot too. You can let your imagination run wild about what I’m doing. OK?”
“I just remembered that I have to rebuild the gizmotchies. It may take quite a while. I hope you won’t get bored,” he said smiling. He leaned over, kissed her and went down the stairs to the main cabin.
Carrie lay back in the lounger and put on some dark glasses. She could see the boats in the cove but they couldn’t be sure that she was watching. She casually opened her legs so that someone with a pair of binoculars could easily see her hot cunt. She felt herself pinch in response to the thought of someone spying on her.
A little later, she lifted the lea from around her neck and dropped it to the floor. Taking the ends of the scarf she wore, Carrie slowly started caressing herself between her legs. The soft material felt like feathers as it softly floated back and forth over her mound. She felt the rush as it grazed over her swollen clit and down across her damp, open lips. It was not long before she could hear the sound of motors running. She pressed the silky fabric down onto herself and rubbed with a firmer, quicker motion until, abandoning the scarf altogether, she pressed her fingers into her open hole. It was wet and warm and she rubbed the liquid over her clit, flicking her fingers back a forth.
She felt the bump of a boat as it pulled along side and moments later looked up to see two guys standing over her.
“Welcome aboard,” she said as she took off the dark glasses but continued to stroke herself. She ran her hands across the inside of her thighs and up across her naked tits and back to her mound. As she again closed her eyes, she heard more bumps against the boat and then felt a smooth, hot object brush across the side of her face. She knew the texture and opened her mouth to take in the hard tool. Carrie sucked the cock deep into her and ran her tongue around the shaft as it pumped in and out.
She reached up to grasp the other cock that she knew was there and began stroking it up and down with her hand. She could hear the moans and groans that were coming from both of the men and could feel the cum as it dripped out of her excited hole. Carrie felt the shaft in her mouth grow more ridged as he started pumping harder. In a few seconds she heard a load gasp and felt the hot juice hit the back of her mouth and then felt the cock in her hand as it jerked and shot a long stream of cum onto her tits and stomach. She continued to suck and pump her hand while both of the men finished coming off in her and on her.
When she opened her eyes again, there were eight or ten people standing around the sun deck, mostly men but a couple of women were there too. Some of the men were naked already and one of the women was topless while the other was pressing herself against a chair in front of her. She recognized some of them as people who frequently anchored nearby them in the cove.
Carrie pressed the intercom button on the table beside her.
“Doug. Could you bring me the biggest toy you can find in my toy drawer?”
“Sure,” Doug replied. “Be right up!”
When he arrived with the big dildo, a cheer went up from the people standing around. Carrie rose and slid the scarf around to her side. She took the dildo from Doug and rubbed the suction cup at its base across the drops of cum that clung to her tits before pressing it onto the smooth tile that created a walkway down the middle of the sun deck. When it was firmly in place, Carrie lowered herself onto it. Her own cum covered the dildo as she rose and fell on the big shaft. It was only moments before she had the first of many orgasms with the devise.
She felt hands rubbing her tits and fingers probing every opening in her body. She could feel a tongue lapping at her slit whenever she rose off the ridged shaft but couldn’t tell and didn’t care whether it was a man or a women.
Another cock slid into her mouth and pumped his hot load of juice into her and she could feel warm gushes falling on her face and into her hair as other guys jacked off while watching her fuck herself with her giant toy.
Someone pushed her forward off the dildo and rammed his dong into her from the rear. He pumped his tool in and out of her and she could feel his balls slapping her clit and felt the warmth as he filled her with his cum.
“I love it doggy style. Fuck me like a dog fucks,” Carrie cried. “I love it. I love it.”
Another cock slid into her huge hole and pumped at her.
“I know what she needs,” she heard someone say.
“Bismark. Here boy. Come on up the ladder.”
Carrie remembered Bismark as being a big Golden Retriever that some people frequently brought with them because he loved to play in the water. She had often wondered how big his cock really was but had never had an opportunity to find out. She could feel his nose and hear him sniffing her as the man in her continued to pump his shaft in and out of
her.
“Wait a minute Bizmark. You’ll get your turn,” she heard the man say.
Carrie could feel Bizmark’s tongue as it lapped at the cum that was on her body. When she looked up, she saw his erection.
“That will be fantastic,” she thought. Though not as big as her dildo, it was bigger than any of the men that were standing around. Her cunt went into a frenzy thinking about it and the man fucking her shot his load of cum into her sucking hole.
As the man pulled his dong out of her, Carrie felt Bizmark licking her slit and pushed her ass high into the air so he could reach her more easily. In a second, Bizmark had mounted her and found her open hole with his tool. As it slid in, Carrie screamed with joy. His cock was very long and hard and filled her nearly as much as her toy. Bizmark wasted no time in starting to probe her with firm and solid thrusts, his cock banging the end of her eager cunt with every stroke while tufts of hair tickled her clit. Carrie pressed up to meet each thrust as the enormous cock pumped her. Bizmark’s paws and legs wrapped around her waist as he held her to him. Carrie could hear him panting and grunting and everyone cheering him on in the background but she was to involved in her own pleasure to distinguish any real words or sounds, only the feeling of that fantastic tool sliding in and out of her hot, wet opening.
The more he rode her, the more he seemed to want. Carrie could feel his rear legs pressing against her own while he continued to pull tighter around her waist. Her slit was gushing with cum; her own and that of the men who had already had her. As she looked between her legs, she could see it running down the inside of her legs in a steady stream and she could also see Bizmark’s dong as it jerked in and out. He pulled it almost completely out with each stroke and she could see her lips spread open and swell each time he shoved it back inside her. She could see his balls hanging down between his legs and knew that they were full of sticky cum that he was going to pump into her whenever he decided to.
“Let him take as long as he wants,” Carrie thought as she came off for the fifth time since he had mounted her. “This is too good to last just a few minutes.”
And take his time, he did. Bizmark held on as though he thought Carrie was going to disappear from under him and pumped her with his swollen shaft. Carrie was in a cycle of almost continuous orgasm when she felt the first of his hot load hit the end of her open cunt. Bizmark continues to ram her and shot more cum into her with each stroke. She screamed and moaned each time she felt him spurt against the end of her and each spurt brought another orgasm for her. She could see the thick globs of his cum as it filled her and ran out down her legs and yet he kept gushing with each stroke. A huge puddle of cum formed on the tile between her legs before he finally, after one hard thrust, slowly pulled his cock free of her grasping cunt and jumped down.
Carrie lowered herself into the puddle of cum beneath her and slid around in it, covering herself with the musty liquid. Raising back up to her knees, she called.
“Next!”
One of the women lay down under Carrie and began sucking Carrie’s snatch and licking cum from her legs and stomach.
“I love the taste of cum,” she explained as she probed Carrie’s dripping hole with her tongue and sucked strongly at the warm fluid that ran into her mouth and then pulled away so that one of the other men could mount Carrie.
While he pumped his cock into her, Carrie could hear Bizmark’s mistress explaining to Carrie that she had started something.
“When Bizmark gets off, he just wants to get off more. He will fuck four or five times in an hour or so. Think you can handle that?”
“Whenever he’s ready again, so am I,” replied Carrie. “He’s got an absolutely fantastic cock and knows where to put it.”
“It looks like he’s ready again right now,” she heard one of the guys comment. “Wish I had that kind of stamina.”
“He’ll have to wait his turn.” another said. “I’m next or I’ll have to shoot it off on her ass.
“Don’t do that,” Carrie cried. “I like it in my cunt–or my mouth. Don’t waste it though.”
With that he knelt in front of her and Carrie took his hard dong into her mouth, sucking and licking it while she fondled his balls with her hand.
“Getting it from both ends is almost as good as getting it from Bizmark,” she thought as she felt the big shaft in her cunt unleash his cream into her just as she was coming again. She was pleasantly surprised to feel a cold nose and a rough tongue between her legs again as soon as the man behind her pulled away. She had thought that his owner had been exaggerating but knew better when she felt the cool paws on her back and his hard shaft pushing against her opening.
“That’s the horniest dog I’ve ever seen.” Carrie recognized Doug’s voice though she couldn’t see him. Most of the crowd were standing behind her so that they could watch Bizmark taking care of her.
“It’s also the horniest lady I’ve ever seen,” someone else said. “Does she ever get enough?”
Carrie heard Doug’s voice again. “I’ve seldom seen her say ‘That’s enough’ but usually, she’s always ready for more, kind of like Bizmark.”
They grew silent as they watched Bizmark mount Carrie once more.
“This is going to be an absolutely great afternoon,” Carrie thought as she sucked hard on the cock in her mouth and felt the dog’s huge, hard member slip easily into her cunt. Bizmark again shoved it all the way into her with one stroke and then settled into a rhythmic pumping motion that sent Carrie’s clit into ecstasy. She couldn’t began to imagine how many times she had already come off but she knew that it was just the beginning. She was determined to give Bizmark his full day’s quota –and love every stroke of it.
All the men, including Doug, were exhausted and their cocks were hanging limp. The Golden Retriever, Bizmark had jumped into the lake to fetch an imaginary ball.
“Have I outlasted everyone,” Carrie asked from her place on a lounge cushion in the middle of the sun deck?
“It’s only one o’clock in the afternoon. We’ll recover before the day is over,” joked one of the men that had twice already felt Carrie’s hot cunt around his shaft.
“I won’t get the chance to recover,” said Bizmark’s master. “We have to meet some friends at the dock at two o’clock.
“What are we going to do with that dog,” his wife asked? “We can’t meet those people with him acting like that. He’ll mount anything that moves for the next day or so.”
“Good thought,” he replied. Turning to Carrie, he asked, “You want to dog sit until tomorrow?”
“I’d love to — dog sit that is — or–,” Carrie beamed.
“I just thought you would agree to that,” he smiled.
Everyone laughed and Carrie excused herself to slip into the shower for a minute.
“Doug claims I smell like I’ve been playing games and it hasn’t been tennis. Would someone fix me a margarita while I’m gone?”
“I’ll get it,” said Doug and followed her down the stairs. When they were in the cabin, Carrie turned to Doug and gave him a long French kiss.
“Have I been good or bad,” she asked.
“Yes,” said Doug as he ran his hand between her legs and felt her squeeze his fingers with her wet hole.
“Can I be good or bad some more?”
“What ever you need,” he responded, kissing her again.
“Need is the key word here. I need and need and need. How many times have I been screwed today? I’ve lost track.”
Doug thought for a while. “Seven times by guys and twice by Bizmark. No! Eight times. I forgot to count myself.”
“Ahhhh! Great start to a really slutty day. Did you like watching Bizmark pumping away in me?”
“Absolutely, just like everyone else did and believe me they did!”
“I got that general impression from some of the comments I overheard. Not that I was paying much attention to them,” Carrie confessed.
“Aren’t you sore or anything,” asked Doug.
“Not in the least,” answered Carrie. “In fact I would love to be doing it again right now. It has been a while since I’ve been this horny! I believe I could just fuck all day long and still want more. I haven’t even started to slow down. OK?”
“Fantastic,” Doug replied with a wink. “I’ll fix your drink.”
Carrie bounced off into the shower and Doug fixed her margarita and set it by the shower door, then went up to see if the “guests” needed anything.
When Carrie rejoined them a few minutes later she was clad only in a thin guaze poncho, untied and open at the sides. She smelled of a very sexy perfume that Doug had given her a few months ago.
Shortly after her return, Bizmark’s owners excused themselves with a parting “Treat him gently.” Bizmark seemed uninterested in their departure as he was again busy sniffing everyone and everything.

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