Virginity

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My Son’s Best Friend Part 2 Busted by My Son!

My name is Jackie, and in the My Son’s Best Friend Part 1 story I told you about my first experience with Zack, my son Ricky’s best friend. Zack was a virgin then and technically remained so, as we only engaged into oral sex.
After that day, I picked them up at school a couple times, he stayed to eat with Ricky once, but that was all. Occasionally, we shared a furtive look, but I always dressed very conservatively not to tease him or to denounce ourselves to Ricky.
Two weeks later, however, Ricky would have his extra after hour classes, and I could pick up Zack alone again. I couldn’t wait to finish properly what we had started. Instead of dressing casually the way I was the last time, I tried to excel: I took a long shower, dressed my hair, perfumed – including a spray in my breasts and pubis – and wore sexy white lace lingerie. Then, as the weather was nice, I chose a jeans mini skirt and a white semi-transparent blouse with a nice revealing cleavage. To finish up, high heels sandals. Simple, but ready to kill, I drove to school.
When Zack entered the car, we pretended to act naturally, but when we were out of the other boys’ and moms’ sight, he looked at me from top to bottom like if he was going to eat me alive, and I saw the familiar volume in his pants again. I smiled, caressed delicately his leg, and said; “Calm down, Sweetie, it won’t take long now” and I headed home.
As soon as we entered the house, he tried to jump on me, hug, grab, kiss me. We kissed, but I wanted him to control himself and to create an atmosphere, so I brought him to the kitchen. I gave him juice and a sandwich I had already prepared – I wanted him with the highest level of energy – and I did not let him touch me when I fixed the table, so he just stared at me with his eyes on fire. When I was doing the dishes he grabbed me from behind, his hard cock pressing against my ass through his pants. I shook my ass and pressed it against him to tease him even more, moved out, and told him to turn on the music and wait for me at the couch.
In a couple minutes I walked in, dimmed the lights, and came close to him. Before he could arise, I stood in front of him, dancing slowly with the rhythm of the music, and took off my bra without unbuttoning my blouse. My boobs almost jumped out of the cleavage when I put my bra around his neck and bent over to kiss him. He grabbed my ass with both hands, but I stepped back again, took off my panties and brought them close to his face, so he could smell the perfumes, D&G and my own. He had obviously a giant tent then, stood up, grabbed my ass from under the skirt and kissed me, his erection pressed against my lower belly while I held my panties behind his back and inserted my hand into his pants to reach his mast.
There we were, making out inebriatedly, when I heard a noise at the door and
my son yelled “I’m back, Mom, class was cancelled and I got a ride…” Then he saw us and froze. We split, but he had seen us kissing, my bra around his friend’s neck, his erection, my panties still in my hand, and Zack’s hands fondling my bare ass.
“Nooooo!!!” he screamed, ran upstairs to his bedroom and slammed the door. Desperately, I ran after him. We don’t lock doors in the house but we respect privacy, so I stood there, paralyzed. I knocked and knocked asking him to open, asking if I could come in, that we needed to talk. First, he didn’t answer, then he simply said no, and I heard him sobbing. I asked him please, insisted, and finally I gave up and said I was coming in anyway, that we really had to talk. He didn’t reply, so I knocked again, said I was coming in, and opened the door.
He was lying in bed, face down. I sat close to him and said: “Ricky, darling, I am so sorry. I don’t know what to say to you, I am so sorry!” “Mom – he replied – shame on you, and you are doing this with my best friend. You don’t have to say anything.” “Son, it must be wrong, it’s wrong, you are right, but something happened: I tempted him, he turned me on, and we couldn’t avoid it. I am really sorry.” “You are my mom and can’t be a whore, you can’t act like a slut and then say you are sorry.” “Ricky, I am your mom but I am also a woman. Don’t you guys chase girls, see porn? It’s normal, more than normal. I am human too, I am alone, and I also have my needs and desires like anybody else. I thought they were over, but suddenly they arose and were out of control. But you are right and I am sorry.”
He stopped sobbing, turned around slowly and sat in bed, looking at me. “You are right, Mom, I am sorry too. I didn’t mean to offend you. Of course you are a woman, and very much alive. And all my friends say you are pretty.” When he said that, he looked at me from top to bottom, and I shivered: only then I realized by blouse was almost transparent, and anyway my breasts were practically visible with my generous cleavage and semi-opened blouse. To make things worse, I had sat on my bended leg to talk to him, so my raised mini skirt was showing my bare pussy.
I sat upright, hiding my crotch, but there was nothing really I could do with my blouse, even because it would be ridiculous to hide my boobs with my arm at that time. He shut his eyes, sobbed a bit more, and kept apologizing for having said all those awful things to me. I melted: I sat close to him and hugged him. He avoided looking me in the eyes and, lowering his head, practically touched it in my almost exposed breasts. I did not resist and pushed his head, resting it in my boob to give him some comfort. He became calm, turned his body to accommodate himself and – surprise – I saw the volume in his pants: my son was horny, and I was making him feel that way!
I can’t deny that his contact against my breast and the view of his erection had also turned me on. I pulled his head closer to me and, as he was still sobbing, so vulnerable, I instinctively took the maternal solution: I opened the buttons of my blouse and touched my nipple in his mouth.
He slightly opened his lips and, feeling its softness and heat, kissed the nipple, once, twice, and finally put it in his mouth. First, delicately, then sucking it like a hungry baby. I immediately felt the heat and wetness in my vagina, as I used to feel when I breastfed or when a man sucked my boobs. We stayed there for a while, he sucking my tit while I whispered “Yes, dear, be calm, be nice.”
I felt his body shiver, and he tried to accommodate something. I realized his erection under his tight jeans must be hurting him. Still holding his face, with the other hand I carefully opened his belt, button and zipper. “Take it easy, Ricky, don’t hurt yourself.” He put his hand inside his pants and adjusted his erection upwards, outside the pants, his hard cock yet inside the slips and the cockhead almost visible in a damp spot of pre-cum. I realized that when I moved myself carelessly to open his pants I had opened my legs again and my vagina was indecently exposed to him.
We were in that hot yet uncomfortable situation when we saw Zack standing by the door. “Sorry, guys, I am going” he said. We had totally forgotten about him. My son released my boob and said: “No, come here. If my mother has to do it, let it be with my best friend.”
I was kindly surprised, but I said: “No, I am not leaving you this way” and I told him what had happened between Zack and me the other day, how I knew that both were virgins, and that of course I knew they must be horny to be with a woman. If they wanted to, I would do with both of them what I had done with Zack: both of them, or no one. Having said that, I stood up – my big boobs still out –went to my bedroom and waited.
In 2 minutes they came in, smiling, their eyes sparkling, only in their underwear. I had seen Zack’s, but I couldn’t wait to see my son’s cock. When he approached the bed, I sat down and slowly lowered his slips. A very hard, drooling, thick cock jumped out like a released coil. It was more normal in size, smaller than Zack’s, but thicker, much thicker. It reminded me of my ex-husband’s, who was not shy in that department, but it seemed to be even larger.
I felt another wave of heat down there when I saw it. I held it, smiled at Ricky and took its big cockhead into my mouth. I realized he should be close to coming, and it was not the right time yet. Zack was already naked, his hard long cock pointing at the ceiling while he saw his friend’s knob in my mouth.
I lay back, took my skirt and blouse off, and exposed myself naked to them. You must remember I am a curvy, sexy woman, and my elegant waist accentuates my wide hips and big boobs. “Ricky, darling, suck Mommy” I asked. In a flash he positioned himself between my legs and started licking my trimmed pussy. Zack came on top and started working on my boobs, licking, sucking and squeezing them.
This was my first time with two men and I just laid there and enjoyed, feeling my pussy and boobs being pleasured at the same time while I looked at their young and fit bodies. Ricky was inexperienced, as Zack had been, but soon learned how to give me a lot of pleasure. He was a fast learner, and I tried to guide him with my moaning and an occasional thigh movement or a touch on his head.
In the meantime, Zack knelt beside me, and it was clear what he wanted: I took his cock in my mouth and started blowing him, while he kept fondling my boobs. He was truly aroused by my melons. We stayed there for a while and I felt I was almost coming, and Zack was probably almost there too. No way – I thought – I need a cock in my pussy today, it had been a long time.
I stopped blowing Zack and turned on all fours facing Ricky, who had already knelt in bed. My ass was aimed to Zack and it was clear what I wanted. I told him: “Come, Zack dear, today there is no danger, I am not in my fertile period. Let me take your cherry.” He positioned himself, held my hips, and I felt his cock searching my pussy. He did not have any practice, of course, but I gave him a hand and soon his cockhead was inside me. I started to blow Ricky, but Zack was too horny and pushed all his long cock inside me. I yelled in pain, and told him to take it easy. “Slow down, baby, it’s been a while since something that big goes inside there. Go slowly.” He apologized, almost took it all out, and started again, more carefully, and I concentrated again in Ricky’s cock.
Zack kept pumping carefully, and soon his balls ware slapping against my ass, all his long mast inside me. It was good! It was so big that in doggy style, the position I like most, I felt a sting when it occasionally touched my womb, but it was great anyway.
I totally relaxed my pussy and tried to relax my throat to swallow as much as I could of Ricky’s cock, marveled to feel such a hard thick cock in my mouth – I love a thick cock in my mouth – and ecstatic to know whose cock it was! I held the base and started fucking him with my mouth with the same rhythm of Zack’s in my pussy.
I looked up and saw Ricky staring at me, looking at his cock in my mouth, and I felt him accelerating his movement almost simultaneously with Zack. I imagined Zack looking at my round ass, holding firmly my hips, pushing it against his cock, while watching me blowing his friend.
The entire scene was too hot, and we all started coming almost at the same time. I felt Ricky’s first gush in my mouth and he flooded it with warm, thick milk, yelling loud. Zack looked like a fucking machine, and pumped furiously his cock deep into my pussy and I felt his sperm greasing my vagina while I shook and moaned in my strong orgasm, totally out of control.
We lay in bed, me in the middle. I kissed them both in the mouth still with my son’s sweet sperm taste in my mouth, and then I relaxed. I had had a lot of tension before and then all the endorphin from the orgasm, so I dozed off.
When I woke up Zack was gone, probably his parents had already arrived. Ricky was looking at me, holding his head, his elbow on bed, and opened a big smile when he saw I was awake. I felt a chill to realize that we were both naked and to remember what had just happened. He hugged and kissed me softly in the lips, and at the same time I felt his engorging cock poking my belly. I felt my body warming up and kissed him back, holding him close to me and feeling his increasing warm hardness against me.
“Sweetie – I said – I think it’s your time now, what do you think?” He didn’t have to answer, as his cock jumped and he pressed his chest firmly against my boobs, then smiled, lowered his head and took a nipple in his mouth. I laid back and he kept sucking one tit and the other, fondling, caressing them, the other hand down between my thighs searching for my pussy. I bent my knees and opened my legs to grant him better access, closed my eyes, and enjoyed it. His mouth was warm on my melons, and my pussy was already wet and open.
I told him to lie down beside me. I kissed him deeply, tasting my own salty juices, and went down on him. He was pointing to the ceiling, drooling, hard as a steel rod. I took his big round knob in my mouth. I sucked it hard, feeling if grow even more in my mouth, while I caressed his sack and balls. I sensed he was already very aroused, and I didn’t want him to blast his load again in my mouth, I wanted him deep inside me.
I sat on top of him, looked smiling at his face, held his cock with one hand and positioned it at the entrance of my needy vagina. “Now it’s your time, Sweetie” and started sitting on him. As I said, he was thicker than Zack, but we both were so wet and I was so horny that the head was soon inside. I kept moving down slowly, and soon I sat on his pelvis, his cock stretching my vagina walls. He was all inside me.
I enjoyed that moment for a second, put my feet on bed and started moving my body up and down: the long gym and Pilates sessions were paying off! I took care that his cock was almost close to slipping out of my pussy, than I dropped down and shoved if hard deep inside my vagina again, smashing loudly my ass against his pelvis. My melons bounced, and he grabbed them. With all that shock treatment, it did not take too long. He moaned louder, louder, until he stiffed his body, held my body down into his penis and started shaking, coming, filling mommy with his cum. “Give it to me, Ricky, give it to Mom” I yelled, and it was a long, pleasant orgasm. I continued with my movements and, as he kept his hardness, I also came soon, feeling his warm, thick sperm pouring out of my vagina.
We hugged again, and his eyes were sparkling, a big smile on his face. “Mommy, it was wonderful, you are beautiful, hot, and I never imagined it would be like that, even more with you, today. It’s like a dream, like magic!”. “I enjoyed it too, darling, I needed that and you did me good, and I liked giving you all that pleasure!” And we stayed there, hugged, enjoying the moment and the warmth and smell of our bodies.

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“Honey we’re home” he called out as we went in to the air conditioned comfort.
“Be right there” I heard a voice in the recess of the house say.
In a moment my Aunt Laura came into view. She gave my uncle a quick peck on the cheek and headed to me. It took all my willpower to maintain my composure. She had obviously been sunning herself by the pool. All she was wearing was a tiny bikini with a sheer cover-up and flip flops. I had never realized how sexy she was before. At family gatherings she had always dressed demurely. She had appeared attractive to me but in a more wholesome girl next door way. Now she was a bombshell.
She gave me a hug and stretched her petite frame to give me a kiss. I saw the golden streaks in her short brown hair but of more interest to me were her small firm breasts which pressed into me as we hugged. I also noticed that surprisingly her navel was pierced. I guess that teachers let their hair down during summer vacation as well.
“Jim, glad to see you. We’re so glad you could stay with us. Now are you hungry? John is about to throw something on the grill.”
“No thanks Aunt Laura, I ate dinner before I came” I answered “right now I just want to put my stuff away.”
She looked up at my eyes, seemingly reluctant to end our embrace although she finally did.
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“Good idea Laura. Steaks will be ready in a jiffy. Jim if you get hungry later there is plenty so don’t hesitate. We’ll be by the pool” my uncle answered before heading toward the back.
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“Mine and your uncle’s room is at the other end of the hall and this room is Ashley’s” she said while passing a closed door, “John’s room is at the end and is over the garage so it has plenty of privacy as well as its own bathroom.”
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“We have wi-fi access if you want to surf the net for entertainment” Aunt Laura informed me “and we’ll be by the pool if you want to come hang out or eat. I spend practically the whole summer lounging by the pool so I’m sure we’ll be seeing plenty of each other.”
I bit my lip to prevent myself from saying I’d seen plenty of her already and it was stimulating me greatly. Since the lingering hug downstairs I had been fighting a losing battle trying to prevent an erection from developing. Luckily my pants were loose enough to somewhat obscure that fact. As Aunt Laura started to leave she paused in the doorway and turned.
“Unfortunately the view from the windows in this room is of the driveway. Too bad it doesn’t look over the back. I gather from your glances that you’d enjoy that view more.”
After saying that she left closing the door behind her. I exhaled as she left the room. Had she noticed how I admired her trim and curvy figure I wondered to myself. Is that why she commented on the view? These next two and a half weeks would be tough on me. I was getting a boner from my uncle’s wife who stated that she would be by the pool all the time, no doubt wearing revealing swimsuits the whole time driving me crazy if I let it. My overactive libido would be on overdrive and the worst thing was because she was married to my uncle I shouldn’t even notice her in that way. I decided to spend as little time there as possible. With work and hanging with my friends I could keep busy and just sleep there. But tonight I didn’t feel like going anywhere.
I had worked earlier today and I had work tomorrow morning so I decided to just chill. I found an empty drawer and put my clothes there and then put my toiletries in the bathroom. I plugged in my laptop and turned it on. Adjusting my bulge I sat at the desk. There was no point in resisting my urges at this point. Some days I jerked off three times in order to stay satisfied and with the stimulation Aunt Laura had given me I knew I needed relief. I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down to my knees before opening a file where I stored my favorite videos and slipping on the headphones.
There was one I often used as the girl in it reminded me of my ex Vanessa. Slowly I stroked my fat cock up and down while the girl in the video sucked the guy’s hard on. I was working my piece faster now and though it had reached full size I just wasn’t feeling it. It wasn’t because I wasn’t horny, I realized that it was because the girl didn’t remind me of Aunt Laura.
I turned the video off and connected to the net and typed in my favorite porn site. Using the search engine I skimmed thru a bunch of milf/cougar videos until I found one where the woman had a resemblance to the object of my desire. Soon I was so excited I had to slow myself down to prevent cumming too fast. I spit on my hand and slowly worked myself back toward the finish line. The woman was now getting it doggy style from her son’s friend. It was easy to imagine it was her on the receiving end of the fucking. The actor didn’t resemble me at all and he was also smaller than me in the cock department but when the camera angle was from behind I was able to suspend disbelief.
My orgasm was getting close as I imagined me fucking Aunt Laura when out of the corner of my eye I saw something. Turning my head while continuing to stroke I saw Aunt Laura standing in the doorway with her mouth open and her face a veritable cauldron of emotions. Shock, surprise and yes lust were written onto her features. She had changed from her bikini and was wearing a pair of cut-off shorts and a t-shirt and by the way her breasts looked she wasn’t wearing a bra.
Certainly I was startled at seeing her there, but my hand kept pumping and gazing at her sexy body was enough to trigger my orgasm. I groaned as my first spurt actually went high in the air and over the computer hitting the wall behind the desk. I managed to adjust the angle of my erupting prick as I continued shooting streams of cum. They actually made noise as they hit the desk I was cumming so hard. It was like a cannon going off. Aunt Laura stood there watching all this and her tongue flicked along the edge of her red lips.
Finally with a shudder I squeezed the last drop from my head and sank back into the chair. Involuntarily I closed my eyes and moaned softly from the intensity of my orgasm. When I opened my eyes she was gone and the door was closed but I heard the sound of her footfalls receding. Now I had done it. She was probably going to tell my uncle what I had done. Possibly she would demand that the pervert nephew be expelled from her happy home.
I scrambled to clean up the mess after pulling up my pants. I was surprised there was so much cum. It was everywhere but I managed to get it all. After fifteen minutes with no visit from my uncle I relaxed enough to realize that nothing would happen tonight. I changed to a pair of shorts to sleep in and aided by my recent orgasm I was soon asleep.
When I woke the next day I had a morning hard-on caused no doubt by the many dreams of Aunt Laura that I experienced overnight. I jumped in the shower quickly and got myself ready. When I slipped out the house it was silent as I headed off to work. It was busy so for the most part I could avoid thinking about what had taken place. I did know that under the best of circumstances I’d find it hard to meet Aunt Laura’s no doubt disapproving gaze.
After work I met up with some friends and we hung out, first at one of their houses, and then later at the 7-11 parking lot. While there I managed to talk to a pretty blonde girl who came in with her friends. They were going to a party that night and her friends implored her to stop wasting time with a kid when “men” would be at the party. Before leaving Stacy, that’s her name, did give me her number and told me to call her sometime.
My idiot friends acted like fools about it all which convinced me that I was right in not telling them anything about what happened the night before. Later I received a phone call from my uncle wondering what was going on and when I was coming back.
“Sorry Uncle John, after work I met up with some of my friends and I grabbed something to eat. I’ll be there later, not too late I promise. From now on I’ll let you guys know what my plans are. My parents are used to it but I should have let you know.”
“It’s ok Jim, just Laura was worried about you. You know how women worry. Have a good time and I’ll see you soon.”
The mention of her name reminded me why I didn’t want to get back right away. Then one of the older guys from the neighborhood came by and left us with some beers. More as a distraction I had two or four of them. I slipped in past midnight and crept up the stairs to my room. There came the faint sound of a TV playing in my uncle’s room. After a fast shower to rinse the days cares off me I put on a pair of boxers and went to bed. It took some time to finally welcome Morpheus, as a more delightful vision clouded my mind, but eventually after some delay I slumbered.
It must have been a satisfying dream for me to wake so stimulated I thought the next morning. When my awakening body started to stretch my left arm collided with something soft and warm. My eyes shot open and I would have sat up except a small, tan arm was thrown across my chest.
“Hmmm don’t move Jim we were having such a good time. Don’t you want some fun, hmmm?”
Turning my face I looked into her face a foot from mine. Aunt Laura’s hand slid down my torso and settled on top of my covered erection and gave it a light squeeze. I involuntarily groaned as I felt her touch to the depths of my swollen nuts.
“I think someone has to take care of this for you Jim and I’m volunteering for the job” she said while her fingers worked through the open fly and made contact with my hot flesh.
When I attempted to roll onto my side to face her Aunt Laura rebuffed me.
“No stay on your back Jim and let me take care of you first. You’re about to burst now, you poor thing, just get those boxers off for me.”
Lifting my ass from the bed I pushed them down past my knees but before I could finish she pounced on me and swallowed the engorged head of my prick. I fell back and let her continue with her assault. Aunt Laura encircled the base with her fingers standing it straight up from my body. She crouched there and began to run her tongue all around the swollen head like it was an ice cream cone. She then took it into her mouth again and worked it over with her tongue.
Aunt Laura positioned her body between my legs and as she did the oversized t-shirt she had on rode up to mid thigh showing even more of her tanned legs. She was now sliding my cock as deep into her mouth as she could while drooling all over it. Her saliva ran down the part of the shaft not in her mouth while her small hand worked it into my skin with a light stroking motion.
Aunt Laura increased the tempo of her sucking as my head hit the back of her warm mouth repeatedly. She was making little noises as her full mouth stretched to accommodate my thickness. When her free hand caressed my swollen balls it triggered a powerful response from my over stimulated equipment.
“Fuck Aunt Laura I’m going to cum” I managed to gasp out as I felt the fluid pulsing up my shaft.
She pulled her mouth off me causing a disappointed cry to escape my lips. Aunt Laura grabbed my cock and pumped it rapidly as it exploded into the air before landing on my chest, stomach and the bed. As each spurt came out Aunt Laura ooohed and aaahed like it was a show. After six or seven shots just a little more oozed from the head. She leaned it and licked it clean causing me to let out another moan. When she squeezed out and ate every last drop she looked up at me and smiled.
“Did you like that Jim, did it feel good what I did?” she asked. Then before even giving me a chance to answer her, Aunt Laura crawled forward and began to lick up the sperm that landed on my torso. As she did I roused myself into action and slid my hand to her leg where I pulled up the material of her shirt until it was above her waist. Aunt Laura had on a tiny black thong underneath.
When my hand crept between her thighs she shuddered slightly and as I felt the smooth fabric I realized there was a damp spot there. Back and forth the knife edge of my hand went rubbing against her covered mound causing Aunt Laura to begin squirming. She writhed up my body and leaned down and kissed me. Eagerly I returned her kiss and pulled her supple body against mine. We continued to kiss as she now ground her pelvis against mine.
Rolling us over so I was on top of her, I began to shower her neck and collarbone with kisses. As I worked down her body my hand advanced ahead, rubbing her pussy again and making her respond by pushing her mound against my hand. When I kissed her belly her legs spread wider. I knelt upright and took a hold of her waistband with both hands and pulled with a smooth motion until her thong slid down past her feet.
When I turned my gaze upon her naked pussy for the first time I was frozen for a minute by its beauty. Aunt Laura had a small landing strip of pubic hair leading to the most delectable pussy I could imagine. It was pink with puffy lips which glistened with her secretions and her hard little nub peeked halfway out of its hood. I was momentarily speechless on seeing my first live pussy close up. Aunt Laura broke the spell I was under when she reached a hand down and spread her lips apart with her fingers.
“Are you going to eat it or do you just want to look at it?” she asked before giggling.
“I so want to eat you” I replied “but I’m not sure what to do. I’ve never done it before.”
“You mean you never went down on your little girlfriend what’s her name before?” Aunt Laura asked incredulously.
“Vanessa would never let me” I truthfully answered. “She felt she would get too excited and lose control and might let me, you know…”
“Fuck her you mean.”
“Yeah” I said embarrassed.
“And what would be wrong with that, I plan on letting you, I mean demanding that you fuck me with that big cock of yours” Aunt Laura said with a wicked grin.
I smiled back at her just imagining losing my virginity to this hot, older woman who was also married to my uncle.
“Vanessa isn’t a virgin, but she told me her old boyfriend hurt her when they did it and because I’m bigger down there than he was she figured I’d really hurt her.”
“Such a silly girl” Aunt Laura replied “if she would have taken the time to become properly lubricated she could have really enjoyed herself with you. But on a positive note that means I get to. So Jim does that mean that you’re still a virgin?”
Hanging my head I softly said “Yes”.
“Don’t worry you won’t be for long but first I want you to lick my pussy so I’m nice and wet. Then you can put that monster in me. Your uncle is much smaller and I’m not used to one your size so get busy.”
My ego swelled hearing that I was much larger and at this moment I was so horny that I felt no guilt over having sex with my uncle’s wife. I brought my head down so close that I could smell her intoxicating musky odor. My tongue stretched out and for the first time I tasted a woman’s nectar. It tasted great and I started to lap away like crazy. I made up for my inexperience with unbounded enthusiasm and energy as well as a natural intuitiveness. My tongue was as fast as a buzz saw and when Aunt Laura’s reaction would show me she liked something I would file it away in my mind while continuing to do it.
I’d seen videos so I knew to start paying attention to her clit. When I first flicked it with my tongue her body shuddered so I continued to massage it with the tip of my tongue. Aunt Laura really liked this and I discovered she was a moaner. She began letting out a series of moans getting progressively louder and punctuated with comments.
“That’s a good boy Jim, keep licking your Aunt Laura like that. Ooh I love how your tongue feels, don’t stop.”
There was no way I would have stopped short of being struck down by some calamitous event. Her juices were coating my chin as they flowed freely from her and she was rocking her hips slightly side to side now.
“I’m close Jim, so close. Please put your finger inside me now” she ordered with a desperate edge to her voice.
I didn’t need to be told twice. Instantly I pushed my index finger into her wet opening and with a slurping sound it swallowed me whole. As Aunt Laura began to tremble I worked a second digit into her womanly depths. She grabbed my hair while pushing her cunt forward on my fingers and let out a wail as her body trembled from her release. I continued tonguing her button as her pussy clamped on my fingers and her body shook. Finally Aunt Laura’s muscles relaxed and using both hands she lifted my head from her and looked into my eyes.
“Were you pulling my leg Jim? You said you never did that before, then you’re a natural at eating pussy.”
Smiling from her praise I attempted to resume my oral attention but Aunt Laura refused to let me. She actually pulled me up towards her by my hair.
“You can go back to that later in fact I want to sit on your handsome face. But first I want that cock of yours inside me baby.”
That sounded great I had to admit. Finally I would lose my virginity and to my absolutely smoking Aunt. One of her hands took my shaft just below the head as I positioned my body between her outstretched thighs. She rubbed the head against the outside of her swollen pink lips a few times smearing her juices on my head making it slippery. Aunt Laura pulled my face to hers and kissed me hard, then slipped her agile tongue between my lips. When I started to suck on it she guided my head between her soaked lips.
We both moaned from the pleasure of our first joining. Slowly I sank into the depths of her paradise, her tight love muscle enveloping me. When I was halfway in she paused to lift her legs up in the air and hook them around my waist. She broke our kiss long enough to give me instructions.
“Take it nice and slow to start with. Work it back and forth and go a little deeper a bit at a time until I adjust to you my big nephew.”
My hips began to move to the unspoken rhythm of love, moving slowly at first but as we went on starting to increase the tempo while also working more of my cock into her. Aunt Laura was making unintelligible sounds now. They almost sounded like words but not quite. Her hand had slid down to near the base of my shaft and when I started to move rapidly in her she gripped it tightly at the base and squeezed hard.
“Slow it down a little baby, make it last” she whispered in my ear “nice and steady until we can’t take it any more.”
Following her lead I began to move my hips in a more controlled way but I also managed to reach as deep as she could take me. I continued my thrusting and Aunt Laura’s eyes were closed now and her moans became louder and closer together. When she cried out in passion and dug her fingernails into my back I lost the control I had been showing.
My cock began pounding her hard and fast and I felt my heart begin to race. The only question in my mind was whether I would cum before my heart burst from my efforts. To be honest at that moment as long as I came I don’t think I would have cared. My hips became a blur but when Aunt Laura recovered her wits enough to squeeze me with her velvety soft muscle I lost it. My back arched as I felt my cum surge thru me and into her waiting tunnel. I collapsed onto her soft, warm body as jet after jet filled her womanhood with my seed. When I recovered enough to move I kissed Aunt Laura slowly and passionately until her toes curled and she wrapped her limbs around me.
“You naughty boy. Driving me even crazier than I was. Since I saw you stroking yourself that is all I can think of. I practically attacked your uncle that night but now I’ve had the real thing and its sooo good.”
She kissed my cheek and then rolled off the bed and stood up.
“Get in the shower and then come down for breakfast. You are going need the energy, if I’m not mistaken you don’t have to work today. Don’t worry I plan on working you hard.”
Laughing from her innuendo Aunt Laura picked her clothing up and sauntered her way to the door, her sculpted ass teasing me. I felt myself twitch as I sat up at the edge of the bed. It was now official that I was a man. After a fast shower I put on a pair of lounge pants and slippers and headed downstairs. The smell of coffee brewing guided me to the kitchen where Aunt Laura was wearing an apron as she cooked eggs on the stove but nothing was on underneath it.
“Sit down and eat, there’s a bowl of fruit to start with.”
“I’d rather eat you again” I said attempting to embrace her.
Aunt Laura deftly sidestepped me and pointed at the table. Reluctantly I sat and picked an orange from the bowl and peeled it. In a minute she placed a plate with scrambled eggs in front of me and kissed the top of my head.
“How do you take your coffee Jim?”
“Black with sugar, just a little though. I don’t like my coffee as sweet as you.”
She groaned and swatted me for my pun before placing my coffee on the table. Aunt Laura plucked a peach from the bowl and began to nibble daintily on it. Watching her mouth work on the fruit made my hard-on like a steel beam. I doubt my food stayed long enough in my mouth for me to taste it as I gobbled it down. Standing I selected a juicy looking peach and took a bite from it. I stepped next to Aunt Laura and pushed the top of the apron aside before rubbing the peach against her shapely breast.
She groaned as the juices coated her small, perfectly formed tit. I ground it into her pink nipple before replacing it with my eager mouth. I sucked hard on her causing her to dig her fingers into my arm. I smeared her other breast with the peach then started to work a sticky trail downward. I followed the juice trail first to her breast, before my tongue traced and lapped up the peach juice mixed with her sweet sweat.
Aunt Laura gasped when I lifted her up and sat her at the edge of the table. My cock was so hard I just wanted to jam it in her but somehow I resisted. Crouching before her I placed her legs on my shoulders. Then I buried my face in what I figured was the worlds tastiest pussy. My tongue snaked its way between her lips and explored the walls of her vagina. Reaching as deep as I could, I spun and twirled my tongue while Aunt Laura went crazy.
There was pre-cum oozing from my head so I pushed my pants down as I continued sodomizing Aunt Laura. Her breathing was becoming rapid and uneven and when I withdrew my tongue and instead sucked her hard clit into my lips she screamed and I was rewarded with her delicious nectar flooding out.
I stood up keeping her legs on my shoulders and began to slide my engorged prick on the outside of her wet lips. Her eyes pleaded silently for me to penetrate her opening but I was enjoying teasing a woman for a change. They always had me horny and feeling out of control so it was nice to return the favor.
My left hand caressed her firm ass cheek while my right pushed down on my shaft keeping it pressed to the wet furrow of Aunt Laura’s sopping pussy. Again and again I rubbed it against her clit driving her crazy. She was now practically begging for it.
“Oh put your cock in me Jim, I need it so bad. Stop being a bastard and give your Aunt what she needs. Fill me up baby, I want it so bad.”
Her dirty talk was too much for me so I slid my swollen head to her gates and squeezed in the tip. My plan had been to tease her some more but once I felt her lips part then close around me I lost all cognitive ability. My hips thrust forward driving into Aunt Laura as far as she could take. There was no control or thought from us right now. I fucked her like an animal and she responded in kind. While I pounded her sweet pussy her nails carved her claim to my body.
If I hadn’t already come twice today I surely wouldn’t have lasted two minutes. In spite of that I knew I wouldn’t last long and didn’t care. This was what paradise must be like I thought as I slid in and out of her. My mouth fastened onto a sweet, sticky breast as I felt nirvana approach. For the second time that day I released inside her. My body shuddered with each spurt until my balls felt empty. Slowly I withdrew my now softening dick. Aunt Laura wasted no time in sliding off the table and crouching before me whereupon she took my sensitive member between her lips.
My cry of anguished pleasure caused her to meet my gaze with her own. Her brown eyes twinkled and she raised an eyebrow as her tongue continued to lick my head. There is no telling what would have happened next as we were both startled by the unexpected sound of the front door slamming closed. We both froze.
“Hello is anyone here? It’s me Ashley.”
My younger cousin had shown up unannounced.
THE END

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Fiction

Sheepshaggin’

This is the tale of how I found true love while participating in one of my hometown’s little known, but deeply cherished local traditions. The story contains no bestiality.

Fantasy

Stelleranne 1947

Stellaranne
Stell grew up in a obscure region of the country living in a community that rarely saw outsiders. By chance the occasional farmer from the next town might turn up but it was pretty much an isolated affair where she was. The bank of Terrence houses that lined the quiet tree filled, hedge rowed streets had most amenities the normal homes of the era had but there was a war on and needless to say fear was always a companion of night and day, week in and week out for the village population.
Fortunately there would have been no military advantage to any invasion or gains in any proportion for anyone if the country had lost its fight to keep freedom. Stell was in her twenties and just as physically developed as most of the other young women in the village, something which seemed to be a family trait in the region. Her hair was long and Auburn which framed very graceful features in the face. Her skin was sort of pale but not milky white with freckles on her face and shoulders. The shoulders were graceful and proportionally right for her frame size, slightly broad, but they had to be as they supported firm, well shaped, juicy 36D breast that sat pert above a tight abdomen which curved into a small athletic 32 waist which panned out onto size 34 hips with a bum shaped by years of bicycling perfectly honed into a cute, tight rounded feature any super model or movie star would have sold their soul for but not only had the bicycle played a part in shaping her rear, it had also made the muscles in her long shapely thighs more pronounced in a very feminine manner, this blessing was also shared by her calves which sat above slim ankles and size 6 feet which boasted well shaped long slender toes.
Stellaranne was young, hot, ripe and sexy, hidden in a rural country village. She and her friends never knew or considered that their blessed female forms would change their lives one day for better and or worse. The young men that were still at home, as most had went off to fight for their country looked forward to the day they would be considered old enough to fight for queen and country, but in the meanwhile went about their rural duties of farming and looking after business around the village, not really that interested in the local female populace.
One day the wireless broadcast news that the opposing enemy forces were in retreat and the Americans had just unleashed a new weapon, that was guaranteed to end hostilities, over Hiroshima. Many of the villagers had gathered at the front of the butchers , being it was the only shop to blast out news from the BBC all day, to listen to reports of this terrible new weapon and how it would affect the war campaign. They heard that squadrons of American fighters and bombers would be in the air over the island along with the Royal Air Force to ensure the safety of the realm as there were still raids by enemy fighters going on. Stell and her friends would sometimes picnic to take their minds off the war in the fields or on one of the many hills or secret bays. On clear days they could see the com trails of the bombers headed to their targets or the drone of Spitfires, Hurricanes, Mustangs and P-40’s screaming by at low level under radar headed for the French coast.
They all would try to imagine what the men flying these machines looked like and more over their physiques. Being a young woman during this time was just as hormonal as any other period in history. They never could have imagined though they were about to get first had experience as the war department had threw a dart and identified their village an good place to have a battle ready squadron of American airmen stationed nearby.
The first sniff of what was about to develop was when a military jeep drove through the village high street at a pace just above a fast walking speed with the 4 occupants taking photos and looking around the various nooks and crannies the village layout offered. The jeep stopped just outside the local newsagents and a large man step out onto the paving and just stood looking up and down the street then at all the surrounding shops near. His driver and two other men, one of whom was an tall well built black man with stars on his collar. Most of the locals that were out shopping that day either stopped or slowed down to have a look at these military figures in just as much curiosity as they had in the village.
After about 10 minutes of silent observation all the men got back in the jeep and drove off toward the outskirts. Stell and two of her friends had left one of their many picnic excursions and started walking back toward the village when the jeep with the Americans passed slowly by them. All three girls stared at the soldiers and especially the black General. They had seen posters of white soldiers and heard rumours of black men but never seen one in the flesh before and of such high ranking. All three girls giggles once the vehicle had passed but it was Stell who blurted out how handsome and intriguing she had found the black soldier to be.
A month and few weeks passed before the first convoy of military troop carriers arrived and paraded through the village. There was at least 30 big lorries with loads of well built American Air Corp soldiers aboard, equipment and strange looking portable out buildings etc, etc. Many of the villagers had line the high street to watch as many cheered and waved. Stell and her friends had formed a group nearer the middle of the street and as the vehicles roared past, threw kisses and waved frantically at the soldiers. The near the end of the procession 3 lorries full of black soldiers came into view of the group of young women. Neither side wasted time in wolf whistles or frantic waving of their arms and hands.
All the girls chatted with excitement after the last vehicle had drove past and the last waves and kisses were blown by both groups, each one had chosen at least seven to twelve young soldiers they wanted to see again at some point but Stell and her closest friends had gone one step further and with a twinkle in their eye and a wink at each other they knew the others in their inner circle had also chosen which ones they were going to have orgasms with. Stell’s inner circle consisted of four out of the nine girls that always hung out together and had grew up on the eastern side of the village.
After perhaps a few weeks of setting outside the village and sporadic meetings with the population the leaders of the soldiers decided the best way to break the ice would be to throw a dance and invite the entire village along. This was exciting news for the female population, they could not of been hornier for the men in uniforms. Most of the other villagers looked forward to the free food which included booze and something call Barbeque. Either case it was free, it was American and there was a promise of plenty. The party started early afternoon with the sweet enticing smell of the Barbeque being cooked and music being blasted all over the camp.
Stell and her friends turned up 2 hours after it started and immediately started checking out the male populace of young fit virile men with a really nice accent and a intriguing way of talking about things.
One of Stell‘s friends was the first to notice the black air corps men walking to the big tent and nudged all the other girls around her. They were gorgeously tall and their bodies were very fit as one could see the bulging muscles under their uniforms but more to the point….the huge bulges in their trousers All the girls could manage were excited glances at one another and giggles, some licked their lips whilst many of the others suddenly had a issue with wet crouches in their knickers..
The party lasted well into the early hours of the next day and many friendships were made. Even the black soldiers had manage to woe some of the women and made plans to meet again. Steel had met Damian. He was ground crew and had been in the military some 3 years. At 25 years old he was her senior by 5 years…Perfect Stell had thought. He was 6’3” and weighed in at a muscular 20st, with the hardest 6 pact abdomen she had had the pleasure to dance leaning against. She had purposely danced slightly dirty with him even though he had been the perfect gentleman all evening despite her inner thighs rubbing hard against his bulging cock tucked away in his trousers. She had done all she could to get some kind of sexual response from the handsome black man from the Midwest of the United States but his cool distemper and calm, laid back style had caused her two earth shattering orgasms in his arms whilst they danced. She had never felt anything like it in her life and now knew she had to loose her virginity at all cost to this black god.
Over the following weeks many things came to past both good and bad. None of it seem to include the black soldiers who for some reason never strayed far off the camp site. The would be seen in the village time to time, never by themselves, always in groups of three or more and always far more polite and helpful than any of the other white soldiers. Many of the villagers liked them better than their white counter parts. Stelleranne and Damian were fast becoming an item but not openly. One evening at the weekend some many moons since their arrival Stell decided that she was ready to blossom into fully fledged womanhood and Damian was going to be the man to take her there.
It all started with an invite to a picnic in one of Stell’s secret places were she and her friends would sometimes go to picnic, think and enjoy being girlie with one another. Stellaranne Elliot-Hughes had made her mind up and her plans were in full swing. Poor Damian knew nothing of how lucky he was about to become tonight but fortunately he had a two day pass out of camp. Stell took Damian to the private little bay nearer the seaside of the village. They had been walking and talking so much that Damian never noticed how far they had walked and how isolated they were. Stell had told her parents she was staying over a friends house that weekend. They trusted her and never questioned their daughters movements. She had taken extra blankets and had told Damian to bring his sleeping bag with over night goodies as she was going to take him to one of her friends home were they could stay until the next day. There was a abandoned farm bungalow in the bay, left there when old man Henry passed on without any relatives to inherit the place. Stellaranne opened the door and the stale smell of a house unused waffled throughout the air. Stell set about building a fire in the disused fireplace to keep them warm. No one would even see the smoke from the chimney as the place was too far off the beaten track and sat too far away from anything to be noticed….even with a smoking chimney.
She took some food out of her bag and unrolled the blankets from her other bag she had made Damian carry. As soon as the fire was going strong and the warmth from the flames started to heat up the room she took off her cardigan and went over to Damian to straddle his lap. This took him by surprise especially when this gorgeous flamed haired woman with those huge boobs, which were now pressing against his muscular chest, planted a big wet kiss full on his lips. She sucked on his bottom lip before nibbling at his upper whilst his moustache tickled her nose. His breath was minty, he thought hers was sweet and fresh as well. She pressed her lips against his and he parted hers letting his tongue taste as it invaded her mouth gently. His hands now came up to hold her waist and she responded by slowly and deliberately grinding her hips on his ever increasing bulge in his trousers. The same bulge that made her shiver all over the very first time was now making her vagina so wet and hungry that she really was not sure what she was suppose to do next to quench that burning desire, that hunger, that wanton need that consumed her groin. Damian on the other hand knew exactly what she needed and was determined to ride this sexy little vixen to the early morning light.
His hands slowly moved from her waist up her body causing goose pimples to cover every expose inch of her milky skin, sending earth shattering waves of pleasure shooting throughout her body from head to toe. The effects were electrifying and Stelleranne came hard and long whilst the man she desired more than anything led her on a journey of no return…. She was on her way to becoming a woman… fully fledged and deeply in love. This was her future she was in the arms of and she realised that the moment her third orgasm nearly ended as the fourth took hold and exploded like a Atomic bomb. His hands were now massaging her swollen boobs and masterfully undoing her blouse. Stellaranne breathing was heavy, short panting by now. The fire roared and its warming radiant heat poured out into the room causing shadows from the furniture to dance like ballerinas against the walls. Damian’s hands were strong, large and warm to her cool soft flesh. Her head was spinning with thoughts far away floating on Xanadu. His lips touched her soft neck with a gentle kiss and she nuzzled her head close to his….. Her love ever growing for her black American god. She stood up and undone the buttons at the back of her knee length patterned dress allowing it to fall gracefully to the floor. She started to step out of her cotton slip when Damian leaned forward and took it by the helm, slowly letting his hands move underneath to touch her legs just below the back of her knees and gently move upward to her thighs. She was a standing lump of wobbly jelly by the time his warm hands reached her knickers which were now drenched and sopping wet in the crouch with expectation. He looked deep into her 3D blue eyes as he hooked a finger inside the top of her cotton knickers each side and slowly began to pull them down. Stelleranne closed her eyes and savoured the feeling of her smalls being removed by this man. She definitely had never experienced this and it was the most liberating and exhilarating moment she could have imagined up to this point in her country life. Her nipples strained against the bra she wore and her firm juicy boobs begged to be released and sucked on….. She wanted Damian to take all of her in every way she had always dreamed of. As her knickers fell to her ankles and the cool rush of air hit her exposed vaginal lips the fifth Orgasm ranged out from deep within her. Her knees buckled and she was headed for the floor had it not been for Damian scooping her in his muscular arms and carrying her to the bed where his sleeping bag lay ready.
Gently he lay her on the sleeping bag as he positioned himself one leg between hers. Her petty coat was pushed up around her waist and added to the magnitude of sensations now flooding her mind but when Damian’s tongue reached her naval as he kissed her body from her neck southward and swirled around the outside of it before pushing in and wiggling…she nearly jumped off the bed had he had not been half on top of her. She screamed with pleasure and in the throws of number 6… Each orgasm longer and stronger than the last yet different Her breathing turned to panting. His tongue now invaded the hairs above her most secret place as his strong hands held her thighs open. This was new… she knew nothing of this type of behaviour but lust made her want more… much more. His tongue slide between her vaginal lips and he blew warm breathes all around her pussy, the effects were amazing and immediate, number 7 hit her like a freight train at full pelt…. Thunderously strong and longer than any previous but that was before he started sucking and pulling on her clitoris which his tongue now danced around in small circles with ever increasing pressure. Number 8 was volatile cause as each pubic hair gave way to his movements…each one sending vibrations deep within her throbbing pussy.
Stellaranne’s mouth was dry but she never noticed as Damian now began to kiss a path back up her body until he reached her bra. He softly slid his hand under and around her back until he reached the clasp holding it fastened and in one snap of his fingers her breast were liberated, the nipples immediately stood at attention and went hard, just as his mouth covered the left one. Damian took his time and savoured this vixens charm whilst his hands gently rubbed and massaged up and down her arms, over her shoulders, up the side of her face and pulled her hair to one side causing her head to turn into the mattress where he held it just like his muscular body held hers down as he positioned his 12 inch rock hard throbbing dick against the entrance to her honey pot. She beggingly whispered to his ear to be gentle… telling him she was now frightened but wanted him so much. She winced and screamed as he pushed into her virgin hole. The massive girth of his member easily tearing her hymen and stretching it all in one.
His massive 20st body held her whilst one of his strong large hands hold both her arms outstretched and wrist together above her head as the other held one of her thighs open and down as he ploughed his throbbing monstrous member with intent deeper. Number 9 rocketed through her entire frame like machine gun fire through a paper target. Their bodies rocked in rhythm as sweat poured from every pore of both creating a unique blend of musky perfumed chemistry bespoke to Damian and Stellaranne. It was heady and highly intoxicating which drove Damian all night non stop as Stellaranne began to ride her man back after getting over the initial shock of womanhood.
She allowed her black soldier to show her positions she had never ever heard of, enjoying every inch of his black steel and musky odour, even the feel of his skin was totally different than anything she had ever known. He was hers and no war was going to change that and as the night turned to blue early morning light and the fire began to die in the fireplace she lay in Damian’s arms recounting her childhood and how in the night she had transform to woman with purpose. She knew two of her other friends had taken the plunge that very night too with black American soldiers they had fallen for but she knew none of their experiences would exactly the same although they would have joined an elite club of white foreign women with one thing in common. Sleep came quickly just as the morning. Both woke to the drone of bombers flying toward France over head. Stellaranne went to the fireplace and stoked the coals throwing more kindling and logs on as Damian wrapped himself in the sleeping bag and went outside to fetch water from the well. They enjoyed a fine English breakfast put together by Stell but provided by Damian. The Coffee was a welcomed luxury although he had bought enough for her to take back to her folks as well as other provisions. She was grateful he was so thoughtful. They spent the rest of the morning sitting relaxing on a hill near the bungalow looking out over the channel side by side with her head resting on his shoulder.
Stellaranne was a full fledged woman now. He raised up and took her by the hand leading her back into the bungalow and onto the bed after throwing a large log on the fire. He kissed her lips, she could not remember where she had lost count but another orgasm electrified and tore through her body from head to toe… his dick stood at attention under the cover of the bag which he had unzipped to make a blanket of sorts. She was fascinated by his manhood and amazed at its size and girth. This thing had made her a woman, it had been inside her for the greater portion of the night past… It was amazingly long and stood up with a slight curvature and even though it was foreign to her knowledge of things…she knew it well. Well enough for her to stare at it…well enough to reach out without fear with trembling hands and touch it. Damian leaned back on his elbows as Steallanne touched his throbbing dick. He knew this country girl had never seen a dick before except probably on some new born baby which might have been community news as she may have been lucky enough to change it’s nappy by knowing it’s mother.
Her head leant forward so she could get a better look a closer look at this object but Damians manly musk intoxicated her senses and she found herself wanting to lick on it. Damian gently put his hand on the back of her head which made her lean forward closer to his huge dick until she was close enough to reach out with her tongue and gently flick it across the pulsating head which was barely touching her lips.
It tasted manly she thought, wanting to explore his member even more now but she was surprised when he flopped back on the bed and let out a deep and sort of satisfying groan as her tongue ran across it over and over again. This pleased Stelleranne beyond belief so she then opened her mouth and engulfed the entire head licking and naturally sucking. The effect was immediate, Damian moaned loudly and threw his head from side to side. Stelleranne felt a weird kind of control over her black lover but more than that another intensifying orgasm released itself from deep in her body and rocketed forward. She now suck harder and her head with Damian’s guidance bobbed up and down taking more and more of his dick into her mouth each time until she could smell his balls and their sack touched the tip of her nose each time. She increased her speed and soon she could taste his pre-cum leaking. It seemed the right thing to do but she she held his throbbing hard dick in one hand and wanked at it until Damian was moaning like he had been shot. Then without warning she felt his hot seed shoot down her throat as his dick exploded in a massive orgasm of it’s own. His seed was salty and sweet all at once but she like it and swallow as fast as she could as his member throbbed and shot copious amounts of hot jism down her throat whilst he held her head and forcing his dick to stay in her mouth which was hurting from accommodating this monstrous phallus.
His dick pulsated for what seemed an eternity thought Stelleranne and added to her amazement it stayed hard after the last drop was suck down her eager throat. Immediately Damian rolled her onto the bed onto her belly and mounted her from behind. He drove his dick hard and deep this time making her grasp the bed and dig her nails in as her body exploded with it’s first ever multiple orgasms. She could feel every vein, every muscle, every hot breathe on the back of her neck but things went from amazing to phenomenal when Damian reached round her waist and his fingers found her clitoris and the other hand grabbed a breast and started tweaking it’s nipple. She could not help herself when her body began to buck and rock like a made bull bronco. She was truly under his spell and he under hers. A greater portion of the even passed whilst they made love, fucked and sucked. It was late evening before Stelleranne was able to move and get up. She was sore and very tired, drained of energy beyond belief but totally in love and more woman than she could have possibly imagined. In those hours that passed whilst she loved her future husband to be, she conceived his seed and when the war would eventually end, Damian would come for his family and settle into the small community as a respected member. They would live happy for many years to come and see the world change and their family grow but most of all Stelleranne would not be able to get enough of fucking her American.

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Triple threat

I was extreamly bord so i decied to do a little story about a poor wolf vixin who is violated by 3 males and then used in a several part series