Fantasies Fulfilled

Short Story

Everyone has sexual fantasies; men and women alike. But few ever have
the chance to act on their fantasies. Oh, some may be lucky enough to
have one fulfilled, occasionally, but generally speaking, they will
remain just a fantasy.

My wife and I were married fairly young; she was eighteen and I was
twenty one, so our sexual experience was somewhat limited. We were
fortunate, however, in that neither of us was too “hung up” on taboos,
so we willingly experimented with each other and learned what each liked
and didn’t like, and over time, we settled into a comfortable sexual
routine. That, of course, can either be a good or bad thing. In our
particular situation, it never caused a problem because frankly, neither
of us ever found anyone more attractive and interesting than each
other. Still, we each had our fantasies, and from time to time, would
use them to enhance an evening’s sexual pleasures by simply talking
about them.

For example, my wife would set the bedroom up with candles and scents,
lead me blindfolded to the bed, and would begin to massage me with oils
until I was good and aroused, then as she slowly masturbated me, she
would describe, in exquisite detail, one of her sexual fantasies. The
visual image of her being pleasured by someone else was enough to bring
me to the peak and eventually explode in orgasm. Likewise, I would do
much the same with her by wining and romancing her; touching and feeling
her body; licking her secret places and finally, slowly fucking her
while describing one of my sexual fantasies. She would climax, often
more than once, as I described exactly what I would like to experience.

We had two terrific kids, a boy and a girl, who were just entering their
teens, and of course, they knew that mom and dad enjoyed sex. We made a
point of educating them about the facts of life, but did not involve
them in our sexual pleasures. From time to time, we would occasionally
get away for a romantic weekend to Las Vegas, Sedona or another location
where we could relax and fuck our brains out. Such a getaway was
planned for my 39th birthday, and my wife promised she was going to make
it memorable for me. We packed the kids off to Grandma’s and headed for
Sin City and the bright lights. We checked into our hotel, and I
started to make dinner reservations when my wife stopped me and, with a
smile, told me she had already taken care of it. Six o’clock rolled
around and we were dressed up for our night out.

We dressed casually, as everything in Vegas is now casual, and headed
down to the lobby. I was going to have our car brought around, but
again, my wife told me we had another ride, and at that moment, a
stretch limo pulled up and the driver came around and opened the door
and showed us in. My wife kissed me and said “Have a great night. Happy
Birthday, sweetheart” and with a smile, turned around and headed back
into the hotel. The driver had a grin on his face as he held the door,
and indicated I should climb in. I did so, and was greeted by two of the
cutest young Oriental females I had ever laid eyes on. I think they
were Japanese and they were twins! They couldn’t have been over twenty
years old; each was like a porcelain doll, with long black hair, perfect
skin and each was wearing one of those oriental style dresses with the
high collars and the slit up the side to the waist. I followed their
directions and settled into the seat between the two of them, and they
began to hand feed me bites of food and sips of Sake`, all while very
subtly touching me on the chest, thighs and arms in a very intimate way.

As we drove, one kneeled up on the seat beside me and leaned over and
kissed me, offering her tongue in the process, which I redily accepted.
We no more than broke that kiss than the other climbed up and repeated
the act, proving she was just as sweet and tasty as her sister. I’m not
certain how long we drove, but the car pulled up to a beautiful home
that was a ranch style from the 1950’s, but which was somewhat secluded
on a large property that was very nicely landscaped and hidden from its
neighbors by a high hedge completely around the property. I had
absolutely no idea where we were.

The door opened, and again, the chauffer stood aside as the lovely
ladies pulled me along and into the house, which was magnificently
furnished. We proceeded along a hallway and into a huge bedroom with an
ultra king-sized bed, and sitting area that also appeared to have a full
wet bar and just outside a set of sliding arcadia glass doors was a
lighted Jacuzzi with its own privacy wall. The girls began to undress
me, and before long, I was nude and standing there with a hard on,
living not one, but two of my fantasies. One, of course, had been to
make love to an Oriental woman (I don’t know why, but I just find them
to be extremely sexy), and the second was to be with two women at the
same time (probably every male’s fantasy). The ladies were out of their
dresses in a flash, and not surprisingly, were completely naked
underneath.

They led me outside and into the Jacuzzi tub, which was a perfect
temperature, and for the next hour, we kissed and felt and fingered and
touched and tasted to our heart’s content. Then we got out of the hot
tub and they carefully dried me off, even licking the moisture from my
cock, then led me into the bedroom. These girls were absolutely perfect;
high taut breasts with firm, delicate nipples; pubic hair that was
trimmed short, but still fully covering the vaginal area (which seems to
be the Oriental style, and opposed to the current style of shaving or
waxing most pubic hair away, which my wife does), but it still revealed
moist pink slits and small buttons of their clits. One of them lay down
and opened her legs for me, and I proceeded to go down on her and began
licking and tongue fucking her while her sister caressed her breasts. It
wasn’t long before she began to moan softly and her hips began to buck,
and I slipped my finger in her cunt and felt her contractions and
tasted her juices as she came against my lips. One of my favorite sexual
turn-ons is a woman’s orgasm. I love to watch them, and any porn video
I’ve ever watched without a legitimate female climax is a total waste,
in my opinion.

I rolled over on my back to rest, and they proceeded to bring me more
sake and another trey of snacks, including oysters on the half shell,
one of my favorites. My cock had been hard and seeping pre-cum all
evening, and from time to time, one of the girls would lick me clean,
and I would promptly harden again. After a break of about fifteen
minutes, the second (I think it was the other one, anyway) lay down on
the bed with her legs spread, and it was clear I was to please her as I
had her sister. I proceeded to lick her thighs and work my way up to her
pussy, which was soaking wet. I put her legs over my shoulders and
really went to work on her private area, including tonguing her anal
area, and it wasn’t long before she also began to buck and moan and
released a powerful orgasm which may have been even stronger than her
sister’s.

I rolled over on my back and began to catch my breath, and the other
girl began to gently wipe my face and mouth with a warm cloth, then
leaned over and began to kiss me again, with her tongue playing in my
mouth and her nails stroking my chest and nipples. At the same time, I
felt lips and tongue caressing my cock and licking my balls as my cock
began to throb. I didn’t want to come by hand or with a blow job
tonight. I wanted to fuck each of these sweet pussies and I hoped they
were as tight and responsive as my fantasy led me to believe. I pulled
the girl who was kissing me to the side and rolled over on top of her
and she raised her knees as she spread her legs and gave me full and
immediate access to that young pussy. She may have been fucked many
times, but as I entered that gorgeous cunt, it was tight and throbbing,
just as in my fantasy. I began to stroke, long and steady and deep as I
could reach, and her sister knelt beside me, tonguing my ear and
caressing me balls and anus. It took very little time before I exploded
into her pussy and she squeezed every drop from my cock before I rolled
off. The other girl was there almost immediately with a warm washcloth
to clean me up while her sister went into the bathroom and douched my
cum from her insides.

In a few short minutes, we were back in the hot tub, relaxing and they
were feeding me again and I was sipping sake once more and they were
kissing me and letting me feel their bodies and touch them in any way I
wanted. We played and teased for about an hour and I was finally aroused
once more, and we moved to the bed. It was the second girl’s turn and
she lay down and spread herself for me. I smiled, leaned over and kissed
her, but then rolled her onto her stomach and lifted her hips and moved
behind her to take her doggy style. She understood immediately, and
opened herself for me and I entered her without difficulty. I love
fucking doggy style; it gives me access to a deep penetration and I can
watch her little sphincter twitch as I thrust in and out, and of course,
I can fondle her ass and tits as I pump her. The sister was helping by
fondling my balls and gently scratching her nails over my sack and over
my anus as I pumped. I held her hips tight and soon felt my jism rise
again, and thrust as deeply as I could to empty myself completely. I
collapsed on the bed and this time, I was really spent. Once more, I
felt gentle hands and a warm cloth cleaning my groin and I closed my
eyes and dozed off.

When I awoke, the ladies were dressed and sitting on the bed beside me.
They each kissed me, then helped me get dressed and led me out to the
limo that was parked out front. I climbed in and they got in beside me.
We kissed and laughed all the way back to my hotel, and I’m still not
certain where that house was. My wife was waiting up for me, though it
was well after midnight, and she asked me how my “present” was. I smiled
and kissed her and told her I loved her, which I did…very much.

That was three years ago, and now, it’s my wife’s 39th birthday. As you
might imagine, I have schemed and researched the possibilities ever
since she treated me, and I wanted to make certain she got as good as
she gave, if not more so. I located a service, on line, that promised to
fulfill fantasies, etc. and took a trip (alone) one weekend to check
them out. I was finally satisfied they could provide what I wanted and
made the arrangements. One of the curious things to me about my special
night out was that I never saw the bill or the cost. Somehow, my wife
had paid for it and left no trail. I had been doing the same thing for
the past three years. I had a “secret” stash that I had been funding,
sort of like a Christmas Club, and she would never see the cost. I was
shown a portfolio of male companions and picked two that I was certain
my wife would enjoy, based upon the types of men she seemed to be
attracted to (other than me, of course).

Once again we made reservations in Las Vegas, and if she suspected
anything other than a nice night out with me, she never let on. On her
birthday, we got dressed to go out, and she had dressed sexy as hell,
fully intending to seduce me and get laid for her birthday, I’m sure. We
went to the valet area, and just as before, instead of our car pulling
up, a limo pulled in and the driver came around and opened the door. My
wife looked at me with a smile, but I just grinned, kissed her and
wished her a happy birthday. She climbed in and the limo pulled away.

I proceeded to get our car and drove to a nearby building where the
fantasy firm was headquartered, and quickly went inside. They had a
private screening room set up for me; one of the “extras” they provided
was live video coverage of the evening including a DVD for later
enjoyment. They “guaranteed” that no other copies would be made and that
the original recording would be deleted, once I was satisfied with the
result.

I got there just as the limo was arriving at its destination, and the
feed from inside the limo showed my wife kissing one man and the other
stroking her knee and thigh while kissing her shoulder. They broke and
she was giggling and laughing, obviously enjoying herself. I saw the one
who had kissed her brush his hand over her breast, very casually, and I
knew she was loving this, because her fantasy was to be seduced by two
men (just as I had wanted two women), but not to be mauled by them, but
rather to be touched and gently fondled and played with and slowly be
made love to, over and over. My wife is multi orgasmic, and as long as
she doesn’t get too sore, she can cum repeatedly all night long. The two
men were both in their twenties and were tall and athletic. I am 6’1”
and 200 pounds, but each of the boy toys I had selected for my wife was
taller and slightly leaner than I was.

After they exited the car, a few minutes passed and then the scene
shifted to a bedroom view, and four different screens showed various
views of the room and the bed, which was also greatly oversized (where
do they get these beds?). One view was from directly overhead, and I
could tell from the various views that nothing would be left to the
imagination. The three of them came into the room, and all were laughing
and seemed relaxed. One man came up behind her and put his arms around
her and began kissing and nuzzling her neck and I saw him begin to
unbutton her blouse, fondling her breasts as he did so, while the other
moved to the bar and poured her a flute of Champaign which he brought
over to her, just as her blouse was completely off, revealing a very
sexy half cup bra.

She took the Champaign and sipped it, while her skirt was undone and
dropped to the floor. She was wearing bikini panties, but it wasn’t long
before the panties and bra were gone, and each of the men undressed, as
well. Both were very well built and were hung like horses, and for a
moment, I felt a pang of jealousy and even fear that my wife might be
disappointed when she returned home. Then I laughed to myself, and
realized that they were no threat to me. I watched as one man took her
in his arms and kissed her and lifted her up so she could wrap her naked
legs around his body, his stiffened cock thrust between her legs and
showing between her buttocks as though she were riding on it. He lay her
down on the bed, and still kissing her, began to fondle her breasts and
stomach while his companion knelt between her legs and began to lick
her, starting at her ankles and slowly working his way up the insides of
her legs, alternating from one to the other as he moved higher. My wife
had her legs spread wide open and I could see her vaginal opening and
she was wet and her juices were dripping down her buttocks. The camera
zoomed in and I could see her pussy lips pulsating from the stimulation
she was receiving at both ends.

When the man between her legs reached her pussy, and his tongue snaked
out to gently stroke her clit, his partner seemed to know exactly where
he was and moved his lips down to my wife’s breasts and began to kiss
and suckle them. In less than thirty seconds, I saw her hips jump and
her stomach muscles contract, and she had her first climax of the
evening. They kept her going for about a half dozen contractions, and
then eased up slowly letting her relax. The man between her legs got up
and moved to the bar and I knew he was preparing some crackers and
caviar and another glass of Champaign, since that is what I arranged,
but then I saw the other man kneel up on the bed and lift my wife’s head
to his crotch, and watched as she took his huge cock in her mouth and
began to slide her lips up and down on it, as far as it would go down
her throat. My cock was throbbing, just watching this, and I wanted to
charge in there and take over, but I knew this was about her pleasure
and not my own.

As soon as the caviar and Champaign arrived, she disengaged herself from
the one cock and they hand fed her a bite of caviar and a sip of
Champaign, until she had finished one flute of the Champaign. Then the
second man approached her from the side and held his cock out for her
and she leaned over and took it down her throat while his companion
removed the glasses and dishes. Neither man had cum in her mouth, nor
had I really expected them to, but I knew my wife well enough to know
that she really liked sucking cock and it really turned her on. They
both laid her back on the bed, and spread her legs and one of them
mounted her and slid his cock into her waiting pussy. He lifted her legs
up and over his shoulders and thrust deeply, and I saw the slack look
of pleasure come over my wife’s face as he penetrated her depths. He
pumped in and out, slowly and steadily, and then his companion moved up
beside her face and turned her head so he could put his cock into her
mouth as his companion fucked her. This was too much for her and I saw
her body begin to quiver and her hips bucked as she began to climax once
again. The absolute pleasure that reflected on her face as she climaxed
this second time was enough to cause me cum in my pants, just from
watching. Once again, both men kept her climax going for a half minute
or more, before gently letting her come down. They obviously had
excellent self control and knew exactly what they were doing. I was
jealous, again.

They lay on each side of her and just stroked and kissed her, and all
three would laugh and she would giggle from time to time, but they kept
her turned on, up and down, over and over. After a while, one of them
got up and pulled my wife up to a sitting position, and then the other
rolled her over on her hands and knees and knelt behind her and took her
from behind, doggy style. I knew that she loved being fucked like this,
because I could get so much deeper and even touch her cervix with the
head of my cock. After seeing the size of her boy toy, there was no
doubt that he would be bruising her cervix something serious. As he
began to fuck her in this way, the other man moved to her head, and she
opened her mouth to receive his huge cock. I watched as both men began
to fuck in a rhythm at each end of my wife’s body. Even as huge as the
cocks were, she was taking almost all of one down her throat, and I
could see the other end was being slammed home completely, as well. The
one who was fucking her pussy was also fingering her anus, which I also
knew she liked, and it wasn’t long before she was in the throes of
another climax. I saw her face scrunch up and she released the cock in
her mouth and her whole body contracted as her orgasm hit and it was
powerful enough to force the cock out of her pussy, and she collapsed
onto the bed gasping for breath.

I wasn’t sure how much more she could take for one night, but I didn’t
think she was through, just yet, even though she was temporarily worn
out. All three rested for a bit, sipped more Champaign, and then began
again. This time, one of the men lay on the bed and she knelt between
his thighs and began to go down on him, and the other got behind her and
began to doggy fuck her again. I thought the men had switched positions
from the prior session, so a new cock was in each opening, though I’m
not sure she could tell the difference at this point. The one doggy
fucking her began to push his finger in her ass, and she was pushing
back against it; then, to my surprise, he pulled his cock from her pussy
and pushed it against her anus. I had never fucked my wife in the ass;
it was simply something that never appealed to me, and I wasn’t certain
how she would react. This had not been part of the “briefing” I had
given them.

Much to my surprise, she allowed him to continue to attempt penetration
of her asshole, and after a few thrusts, he succeeded, and slowly worked
his cock deeper and deeper with each thrust. My wife, meanwhile, was
going to town sucking and stroking the cock in front of her, and I could
see that this companion was beginning to react to the intense
treatment. His body stiffened and he announced he was cumming as he
reached out and held my wife’s face in place as his load shot down her
throat. A few globs of his cum leaked from the corners of her mouth, but
she managed to swallow most of his load.

Meanwhile, her butt fucker was speeding up his thrusts, and from the
look on his face was about to get his rocks off, as well. My wife was
also beginning to climax, yet again. This time from having her ass
fucked. My cock was raging hard, and I couldn’t wait to fuck my lovely
wife. She began to scream in ecstasy as her orgasm hit, and I saw the
man with his cock in her ass thrusting hard and deep and he was cumming
in her at the same time. I was exhausted just from watching this going
on. They had been at it for almost two hours and I wasn’t sure how much
longer it might last. They all collapsed on the bed, and I was wishing I
could join them. I saw them all get up and head out of the room, and
then the camera scene shifted and showed them in a huge bathroom. One
man turned on the shower and they were all laughing and talking until
the water had warmed, and then all three got in the shower and the two
men began washing my wife down from head to toe. I saw one of them lift a
douche bottle from a receptacle, and my wife began to douche herself
thoroughly. One of the men put his arms around her from behind and began
kissing her over her shoulder while his hands were playing with her
pussy and breasts. The second man knelt in front of her and began to
lick her clit and pussy, and for a moment, she tried to stop them. But
then she relaxed, and it wasn’t long before her body shuddered with
another orgasm. I heard her laugh and then say “Enough”. Apparently, she
was satiated for the evening. They dried her off, and returned to the
bedroom and helped her dress and an hour later she walked into our hotel
room.

She threw her arms around my neck and gave me a huge wet kiss, and
whispered she loved me. I told her I loved her too, and once again,
wished her a Happy Birthday. I figured she was done for the night, but
as we crawled into bed, she rolled over on top of me and straddled my
waist and slipped my cock into a soaking wet pussy that was a bit looser
than I remembered, and she began to ride me hard while she whispered in
my ear about the incredible sex she had just experienced. I climaxed in
no time at all, and her pussy just milked me dry, as she whispered
“thank you” over and over.

A few days later, I received the DVD of my wife’s birthday celebration,
and we have watched it several times together while we fuck ourselves
silly. This was but the first of several fantasies that we fulfilled for
each other. It has kept our marriage fresh, and after all, since these
are only fantasies, there is no need for jealousy at all. I love my
wife!            

Love Lost, Love Found

Short Story

Mary was only a year younger than me. We met at a friends birthday party in my sophomore year. I instantly had a crush on the girl with short blond pigtails and braces. Mary had a soft voice and was hard to hear while in the party so we sat outside by the rivers edge and talked.  
Mary’s mother picked her up a little before the party officially ended and I didn’t see her again for four years ironically it was at another party.

Mary had grown up and filled out a lot over the last four years and I almost didn’t recognize her when I first saw her. The party was a graduation party for one of my ex-girlfriends named Shannon, we had remained friends but once I got to the party I realized I was only invited so she could make me jealous.  Shannon kept her new boyfriend attached to her by the elbow at all times and introduced him to me as “My new boyfriend Brent, he is a Sophomore in college.”

I laughed at the introduction and shook his hand as I remembered filling Shannon’s mouth with my cum a few months earlier. I broke up with Shannon because she constantly talked about her ex-boyfriends and how they could make her cum by doing various things to her body. Now if Shannon was so desperate to make me jealous she must be doing the same thing with Brent explaining the details of how I got her off to him every night.

I found the kitchen and saw a dark blue mini skirt first. Short blond hair was tucked behind her ears led down a thin neck to bare shoulders under a very tight  hot pink tank top that showed a very revealing mid drift. Her legs were smooth thin and long with bare feet. Stunned by the gorgeous girl, I stared feeling my penis tingle and begin to grow. Another boy from the party slammed into my right shoulder bringing us both back to reality as he too had been stunned by the girl in the mini skirt.

The soft voice sounded so familiar that I blurted out without thinking, “Marry?”

The beautiful girl turned to look at me her face was long and full with a sharp jawline and high cheekbones. It was Marry but an older way more sexually mature Marry, she wore thick black eyeliner that gave a sexy deviant look to her colorless eyes. Her lips were bright red and smiled wide after examining me for a few moments.

“Justin!” Mary shouted before leaping into my arms for a tight hug. The boy who had run into me moments earlier ran from the kitchen sporting bulging wood in his shorts.

“I can’t believe you are here,” Marry said taking a few steps back to look at me again. Mary’s frontal view was as sexy as her back. The hot pink tee shirt was cut short revealing the lower half of her large firm breast and her abs were so well toned she had the shadow of a six pack.

“I can’t believe you are here either. You look amazing.” I said while trying to delay the growing hard on in my own shorts. “I tried to get in touch with you after that birthday party but they said you moved like a week later.”

“Yeah, dad is a marine and we were shipped out to Florida the next week.” Mary’s face dropped into shadow as she recalled the move. “I tried to find you about a year ago when mom and I moved back to town but couldn’t remember your last name.”

Mary and I poured two strong drinks from the kitchen counter and made our way outside like we did all those years ago. There was no river or dock this time just an over-crowded swimming pool but we managed to find two chairs at a far corner with a stone table between them.

“So how do you know Shannon?” I asked taking a large gulp of the burning brown liquid to calm my nerves.

“Shannon? No, I know Brent,” Mary’s eyes darkened at the mention of his name. “That ass hole invited me to this party to make me jealous. He told me it was just a normal party, though he was going to…”

“Apparently they are both fuck tards then.”

“Both?” Mary asked after draining the cup in one go.

“Yeah, Shannon is my ex and it was apparent when I got here she was just trying to make me jealous.”

“Is it working?”

“Not anymore, I just ran into the girl I’ve been in love with for the last four years,” I said with the unmistakable influence of the alcohol before unwisely emptying my own cup.

Mary didn’t make any comments she just lowered her face and bit her bottom lip in that cute way I remembered from years earlier. I could easily imagine the glint of braces and two pigtails. The burning feeling in my crotch that started when I first saw Mary in the blue skirt was now spreading up my torso and down my legs with the aid of the inhibition inhibiting alcohol, and from the look on Mary’s face it was also working on her. The gravity of our two bodies seemed to increase exponentially as we stared into each other’s eyes. When the wave of heat hit my brain I couldn’t resist anymore, lunging at the bright red lips. Mary responded with more force catching me in the middle and carrying me backward over the chair and into the freshly mowed grass of the yard. A distant cat call momentarily broke the passionate moment and then faded into the white noise of pounding blood.

Mary had been my desire for years that I couldn’t accept the reality of the moment and instead let my imagination carry me further away into fantasy. My right hand found the back of Mary’s head and I laced my fingers into her hair pulling her lips lighter to mine as our tongues fought to increase the others pleasure. Fire erupted between our bodies and I felt Mary’s hands sliding over my body pulling at my belt first and then tugging my shirt up my chest. My free hand found the edge of her skirt and pushed them down as I groped the round ass cheek below. My erection ached with the painful pulsing of blood begging for attention, never before had I received such a hard erection. Sure I’d had sex many times before but something was different tonight with Mary. When Mary’s finger pushed the zipper down on my shorts and rubbed not to gently the length of my erection I screamed a moan of pleasure to the night ignoring the situation and place we were in. The party had faded away into a long forgotten dream replaced only by a pure sexual passion for this bombshell girl. If this was a dream I never wanted to wake up again.

Mary’s hair was falling free from her ears and becoming wild, the change made her sexier like a wild majestic cat so I pulled her into my lips again before tugging the hot pink tank top over her head tossing it carelessly aside. Mary’s breasts were revealed to the world in there perfect glory firm with large areolas and hard pencil like nipples. I released her neck and pulled both of the amazing tits towards my mouth squeezing, licking and sucking. Now it was Mary’s turn to scream out in pleasure and I felt wetness spread over my cock soaking into my boxers only then did I realize the pleasure that was racing from my throbbing erection was Mary grinding her wet pussy into my hard on. Mary was naked on top of me and had done her best to pull my clothes free but failed with me still laying on them. I kicked off my shoes and leaned into Mary’s chest still kissing at her exposed breasts as she pulled my t-shirt away.

Mary kissed my lips again in a sweet loving kiss before pulling her body away from mine. My passion and lust for the girl exploded inside me and I longed for her to return to my touch. The effects of the alcohol still dulled my thoughts but the faces of the many onlookers came into focus for the briefest of moments. Many were smiling, clapping, screaming and even a few were masturbating to the show. It was all still white noise in my ears as the thundering of my own heart prevented me from distinguishing any of it. Mary’s hand tugged hard on my shorts and boxers and in one swift movement pulled them free of my legs tossing them wildly into the crowd. My briefest of concerns of being nude on the grass of my ex-girlfriends yard surrounded by hundreds of faces watching me faded quickly when Mary’s firm tender hands touched my inner thighs.

The heat and passion returned my focus to the beautiful girl before me and reality faded back into the fantasy that was Mary and me. I watched the sexy girl reach between her legs to rub her pussy retrieving a large amount of her own cum that she used to lubricate my cock as she stroked.

As Mary’s had stroked my long shaft I found my voice escaping once again without my control, “Oh god Mary that feels so good!”

Mary licked her smile and said, “I had no idea you would be so big, I hope I can fit it all inside.”

Inside. Inside? Inside! My mind boiled with the excitement of what many variations of inside might mean before my lust exploded with renewed vigor. Mary was stroking my cock but I wanted more, not just to feel my pleasure but to also feel hers. I’m not entirely sure how it happened but when I stood up Mary’s thighs were resting on my shoulders with her dripping wet pussy inches from my nose. I didn’t usually eat girls out preferring to finger fuck them into orgasms but Mary was different from any other. The smell of her cum and wet pussy was intoxicating, driving me mad with lust. I licked the wet slit from bottom to top or from her top to bottom creating the screeching moan I longed to hear from Mary’s lips. She still stroked my cock and though I couldn’t see her I imagined her short hair dangling down as she stroked my large hard cock along the side of her face. Licking and sucking on the tender flesh soon brought another gentle wave of Mary’s fresh cum spilling over my chin and into the crease of our bodies pressed together. This time, Mary’s moans were muffled as she pulled the head of my cock into her mouth starting to suck and lick further and further down on my hard shaft. My arms were wrapped tightly around Mary’s waist holding her in the vertical sixty-nine. The pleasure and time began to weaken my legs and arms. I felt added pressure from Mary’s mouth as she took me deeper into her throat than she had and wondered for a moment where it had come from. My question was soon answered when the feel of many hands began to touch my own flesh fondling my balls and pushing the back of my head further into the pleasure between Mary’s legs. The many lust filled onlookers had begun to participate in Mary and Is’ pleasure. Feelings of excitement, anger, passion, and fear tore at me while the many hands caressed groped and pinched at mine and Mary’s body. I tried to break away and couldn’t as the crowd pressed in tightly. Mary’s lips and tongue gave me no sense of panic from her as she continued to pleasure my shaft with amazing ferocity. I, however, felt the oxygen getting thin and my knees released on there own. I fell through the wave of hands being passed from set to set until I was laying comfortably on a pile of towels. Mary’s grip on my legs released and she continued the sucking of my cock while stroking the shaft with one hand and massaging my ball with the other. The many hands receded with final tweaks of my nipples and a hard slap to Mary’s left butt cheek.

I flicked my tongue for a final time releasing the torrent of Mary’s cum that came with each orgasm. Each time the girl spasmed on my tongue was stronger and responded with larger amounts of cum splashing into my mouth and over my face, chin, neck, and chest. I don’t know how long we were held in that pleasure cycle, what I did know was that my pleasure couldn’t be held back anymore, Mary’s blowjob was far too amazing to resist any longer. I cried out from between Mary’s legs, “I’m cumming!” Unsure as to what Mary would do with that information. I was pleasantly surprised when I felt Mary’s head drop deep over my cock pressing the head of my dick against the back of her throat moaning and vibrating the orgasm from my cock. The cum exploded from my cock shooting hard against the back of Mary’s throat. I heard her choke and gag at the first and second shots of cum until she was forced to pull away keeping just the tip of my cock between her lips. The next few loads of cum filled Mary’s mouth despite her desperate attempts to swallow it all if anything the sucking created by her swallowing forced, even more, cum from my cock into her mouth. Mary’s mouth overflowed with cum dripping from the red lips over my stiff shaft and down her chin. When I was spent my head hit the towels and I gave a final loud moan.

The thunder of my heart beat faded slightly in my ears and the cheers and clapping of the on looking crowd began to sound like distant whispering. I knew they were there now, the mind-numbing effects of alcohol nearly gone from my brain but I was still solely focused on Mary’s beautiful body as it flexed folded and twisted off of me to rest sitting next to me on the towels, she smiled at me with cum covered lips and a deep look of satisfaction on her face.

I sat up and took Mary’s left breast into my right hand as I began to kiss and suck on her right shoulder up her neck.

“That was amazing!” Mary said in a sexual moan.

I pulled away from Mary’s neck and looked into her sexy colorless eyes, it was like looking perfection in the face, “What do you mean was? I’m not done with you yet?” Then sliding my free hand behind her neck and lacing my fingers into her hair again I pulled her lips to mine. The sweet salty taste of my cum assaulted my tongue with renewed fire and passion. My erection never faded from exploding loads of cum into Mary’s mouth and so I swung her onto my lap positioning her over my still wet throbbing dick. Mary couldn’t speak but her moans of shock and surprise were accompanied by wild flailing of her arms. The cum on hers and my faces mixed attempting to glue us together. I left Mary’s sweet lips kissing and sucking down her beautiful jaw and neck. The protesting moans and flailing arms returned to passionate caressing and cries of extasy. Marys left hand gripped the back of my head as her right held tight to my left bicep. When the tip of my hard cock touched the wet slit of Mary’s pussy she released a sigh of relief as would a person dying of thirst getting a drink of cool water. Mary relaxed her legs sliding further down my penis. Her cock was tight, wet and burning hot. When her ass came to rest on my hips I could feel the head of my cock pressed hard against the bottom of her channel and she screamed and wild guttural scream of pleasure, pain, and passion. The world once again faded into the sexual passion that was Mary and me, the extended fantasy developing us and hiding our minds from anything but the pleasure of each other’s bodies.

Mary rose up and down flexing her long slender legs and repeatedly impaled herself on my hard cock. I explored her incredible body with my hands, squeezing and groping her breasts and ass. I caressed, kissed, and sucked on every inch of her I could reach until my fingers found the soft wet bundle of flesh at the top of her pussy. My first touch made Mary scream with another countless orgasm. I rubbed the pleasure button as she drove herself down on my cock, drawing increasingly powerful cries of pleasure from the lips of the most amazing girl I’d ever met. The firm perky tits bounced pleasantly in front of my face still glistening with my saliva and mixture of cum. I wanted everything this amazing girl had to offer and soon was running her through every sex position I could remember. I started with doggie style my hips slapping against her nice round ass, then passionately kissing her neck as I pumped my dick in and out of her burning hot pussy in the missionary position.

Every cry of pleasure from Mary signaled a new change in position until I lifted her up for her to wrap her legs around my waste. She pressed her feet into my but cheeks to achieve enough lift to slide herself up and down the now dripping wet shaft of my cock. I kissed this girl with every ounce of passion and felt her final orgasm growing to excess with my own.

Mary must have sensed my hesitation at cumming inside her and pulled free of my lips just long enough to scream, “Don’t stop whatever you do don’t pull out!”

I climaxed as she did, Mary’s feet slipped free driving herself fully down on my hard shaft, I could feel her pussy tighten vice like on my cock drawing out stream after stream of hot cum. I filled her pussy with my hot sticky seed but the orgasm never seemed to stop. My testicles were emptied of every drop of cum and our bodies continued responding to each other by continuing the pleasure. My knees began to weaken as the last spasms faded. Mary pulled free of my lips and smiled a wide pleased smile, I held her for another moment to savor her body still held tightly against mine, my cock still deep inside the pussy that was dripping with my hot sticky cum.

Forceful hands contacted my left shoulder and I was suddenly air born falling sideways. A blistering rush swallowed every nerve in my body as I sank into icy depths. The sudden removal of oxygen nearly forced a panic breath. Mary’s head soon emerged from the pools water beside me and I looked up to see Shannon’s face contorted in rage screaming at me.

“Ruined my party, with this slut, you ass hole.” The rest of Shannon’s rant was incoherent as she left for the house dragging Brent by his left wrist behind her. Brent’s face stayed looking back at the pool with a mixture of, panic, confusion, sadness, and terror. The many other guests were gathering up there things and heading toward the exit obviously accepting the fact the party was over. Several couples were left fucking in the grass or behind a bush but soon finished with grunts of orgasms.

Mary’s laugh at the look on Brent’s face brought my attention back to her. She was wet, having been just dunked in the pool, the dark makeup around her eyes stayed fixed but the red lips were back to Mary’s natural rosy color. The short blond hair hung down in string clusters dripping water back into the pool. She looked even sexier naked and wet.

“Can I give you a ride home?” I asked.

Mary smiled and nodded with that cute innocent girl nod. It was amazing how she could be both the cute girl next door and the hot sexy goddess at the same time. We climbed out of the pool and attempted to find our clothes. Mary’s hot pink tank top was lost or stolen and my cum soaked boxers were also missing. I put my shorts on commando and gave Mary my t-shirt to wear.

“So does this mean you are my boyfriend?” Mary asked signing the back of my hand with her phone number.

“I’ll be anything you want.”

“Oh, role playing! Kinky!” Mary said before kissing my cheek and leaning in close to my ear to whisper. “I’ll see you tomorrow lover, I love you too.”

The whispered words caused another immediate orgasm inside me. If I had any cum left in me I would have jizzed the inside of my shorts. I watched Mary until she disappeared behind the front door of her house appreciating every step she took walking away. I was the luckiest guy in the world but the drive home was a mixture of elation and dread. Shannon would want payback for what happened at her party. Even though we were broken up and she was dating Brent I knew she still wouldn’t let it go.

First Black

Short Story

I’m 19, 5ft 10 and 112 pounds, white South African, Dutch decent, my parents moved us to the U.S. when I was three.  I work part time in a shop and I am an aspiring model.  I have an agent for booking modeling jobs and so far I have worked with 5 photographers and done shoots for local stores and shows but nothing really special, this is the story of my first ‘unofficial’ assignment.

The last ‘official’ shoot I did was for a motorcycle magazine, a couple of weeks later that photographer phoned me and said he had a private commission so no need to tell my agent.  A client was interested in me doing some work, “he wants nude shots, I know you say no nudes but he’ll pay double for a test shoot, if that’s okay and he’ll pay double again for a full set.”

I told him I’d have to talk to my boyfriend about it and that I’d get back to him.

I wouldn’t feel comfortable doing nude, my body is ok but I’m too slim, not skinny but tall and slender that doesn’t have the shape for nude photography.  My boyfriend tells me I have a great body but I know he’s biased.  I didn’t want to do it and I thought that my boyfriend would feel the same way.

Just like I thought, my boyfriend didn’t want me to but an hour later when the landlord came round threatening eviction if we didn’t pay up by the end of the week we realized how badly we needed money.  We owed some back rent, if we didn’t pay by Friday we’d be on the street.  It was the only way we could get the cash in time.

At the studio I was paid up front, in cash thank God, then Dave, the photographer poured me a Bakers, there was a lot of it and it was strong but I needed something to quiet my nerves.  He asked me to dress in a sarong and a pair high heel platforms.  With those shoes I must have stood about 6ft 4 or 5 and the sarong was very flimsy and almost see-through and more revealing than if I’d been naked.

Dave then asked me to put a towel over my shoulders while Jalen touched up my makeup.  I’ve never been so close to a black man since leaving Bloemfontein sixteen years ago.  My parents left their homeland because of the apartheid laws, Papa was a judge there and they’d always had two or three black servants and the new laws were stifling their way of life.  Personally I don’t think I’m racist or bigoted, I’ve been out with an Indian guy and have Asian friends, I just never met any black people.  Some of my parent’s attitude must have rubbed off on me though because I felt really wound up and uncomfortable at his proximity to me.

On the set Dave’s assistant was black too, he looked quite a bit older than Jalen with some gray in his tight curly hair, he fussed about with the lights and the backdrop while Dave fiddled with his cameras.

I felt very self-conscious with two black men lurking in the background while Dave clicked away and directed me. I was so embarrassed when then Dave asked me to slip the sarong off.  He photographed as it floated to the floor, I stood naked with two black men in the room.  I was upset that I’d began to imagine them ravaging me, horror of horrors I felt my nipples begin to stiffen.  Dave noticed because he asked if I was too cold but he kept on clicking.

Thank the Lord, another 10 minutes and it was over.  The relief flooded through me as I covered myself with the sarong for all the protection it gave.  Dave said he’d send the proofs directly to the client and did I want to wait until he replied?  I waited.

“He likes them.  He’d like to see more though, double pay again, that’s four times what you usually get.  He’d like to see you with Pete and Jalen if that’s ok with you.  Don’t look so shocked, he’s a private client so the work won’t be published.”

OMG.  What was I supposed to do, the money would clear our debts and keep us going for a couple of weeks too.  But black men, so close to black men, two black men together, I was petrified, I wasn’t sure if I could work with black men.

I was handed a second wad of cash, I wore the sarong and platforms.  
They appeared in full football gear including helmet and spiked shoes.  
It started with Jalen kneeling at my side, I was sitting on a high back wooded chair and Peter the assistant stood behind, a hand on each of my shoulders.

My heart was pounding, my stomach felt like I’d vomited myself dry.  
Over the next half an hour Jalen undressed so that to my terror he was naked.  I know Peter had also removed some clothing behind me and now they were so close I could smell them.  For the life of me I don’t know why but my eyes kept turning to Jalen’s prong.  Ok, I do know why, he was naked, I’ve never seen a naked black before and I realized that I was comparing him to my boyfriend.  Jalen was bigger by an inch or more and he was fully hard with a much nicer shape to him.  I noticed he’d been circumcised and that’s what appealed to me. Dave was photographing me looking at that dick.

Dave asked me to stand and then asked Pete to slip the sarong off of me.  Oh sweet Jesus what was I going to do now.  My legs shook as the silky, skimpy material floated to the floor.

Pete sat on the chair and pulled me to sit on his knee, he was still wearing his tee shirt and shoulder pads but otherwise he was naked.  I sat on Peter’s naked thighs, his warmth touching of our naked flesh frightened me, he pulled me back and he was so embarrassingly erect that I could feel his hardness.  Jalen knelt in front of me his head on my thigh.  The camera clicked.  Jalen kissed my thigh and placed a hand on my knee, my legs were eased apart, still the camera clicked.  

I should be screaming blue murder but I guess the drink was even stronger than I thought.  It was going way beyond nude but I was too astounded to object, too anxious to speak.  Peter’s hand covered one of my breasts and he began to nibble my ear.  The smell of him was warm and sensual.  His fingers tightened on the nipple and he rolled and tugged.  I felt his stiffness flex at my back, the camera clicked and clicked.

Jalen’s head was in between my legs and his probing tongue was opening me, darting into me.  Oh fuck, what am doing, what am I going to tell my boyfriend?  He’ll leave me for sure if he finds out.  What am I going to tell my parents?  They’d disown me if they knew I’d been intimate with a black man, never mind two at once.  What was I doing?  I was petrified but feeling so much more alive than I’ve ever felt before.

Jalen lifted his head and shuffled forward between my legs, his fingers exploring my new wetness.  He moved closer and his hard black penis began to enter me.  Oh Jesus he’s going to fuck me.  He slipped into me and I gasped, he was bigger, thicker than I’ve ever felt and before I knew it his penis was deep inside me and I could feet the coarseness of his tight curled pubic hair brushing my tender shaved mound. Dave kept saying look at the camera, smile, happy thoughts, look at the camera.

He came, squirted inside me, I know he did, he pulled himself into me and I felt the pulsing.  I was astounded when I realized he was not wearing a rubber.  Was he clean? I prayed to God that he wasn’t diseased.  Too late I hammered on his shoulders and tried to push him away, Peter grabbed my wrists so I couldn’t resist.  Jalen continued to fuck me, his hips swinging back and forth.  The sensation of his prong inside of me changed as his semen flowed down and coated him.  My boyfriends, my previous boyfriends always stopped after they had cum, not Jalen, maybe 20 minutes later, and that seemed like forever, he came again and when he pulled out I felt a hot gush of his liquid leaking out of me.

I was ruined, I’d been fucked by a black man, I’d got a black mans cream inside of me and my thighs and sex was slick with his semen.  Back in SA there are names for girls like that.  I was horrified, I needed to get to a clinic, needed testing for disease and I was ashamed of myself for letting it go so far but it was not finished yet.

Dave was still clicking the camera. Jalen stood, lifted me off Peter and lowered me to lie on the floor.  Peter knelt between my legs and I saw his dick for the first time, he was huge, bigger than Jalen by inches and so very thick, he’s never going to get that inside me.  He lifted my knees, he dropped and his dick was ploughing me.  I though Jalen was big, I screamed as his thick, thick shaft tore into me and spit me in two, and he didn’t stop.  Again I screamed when he hit rock bottom and he didn’t stop.  My God I was being torn apart, I tried in anguished terror to push him away but he was too heavy.  Within moments he bottomed out and I’ve never felt such intense pain, my vagina ripping, stretched tightly around him and tearing with his thickness, a deep, enraged pains in my stomach exploded into my chest and across my back and blossomed along my thighs.  I’d been kicked in the kidneys and my spine felt like a lump of led had been thrown at it, from inside.

I was full of him, full to bursting and the deep angry pain grew even more as he began to ride me.  Each pull became a relief, a small heaven, an island of refuge and hope as the pressure inside diminished and each push was an agony, a living hell, a wish for death and he seemed to get deeper with each thrust.

Then Jalen was by my side pushing his hard dick at my screaming mouth.  
Will this torment ever end.  His hardness pushed between my lips and he forced that stiffness into my mouth.  I could smell man, exactly how I expected a black man to smell, strong, pungent but it was strange, I liked it, the overpowering musk excited me but the pain of the thrusting below overrode all else.

I felt warmth rising in my belly, maybe the thrusting was not so painful.  I gagged because Jalen had pushed his penis deeper into my mouth, into my throat and he really began to fuck my mouth, fuck my throat.  Tears streamed from my eyes and I gasped for breath every time he pushed I believed I’d choke, I coughed and spluttered and still I was fucked in the mouth and cunt.

I was coming to like the feel of that big thick dick pounding me, not the throat but below, it was still painful but with a pain that I could get used to a pain that hurt nicely.

Pete rolled, pulling me on top of him, his dick still stretch me too much and he was still much to deep inside me but I found I could control his depth a little.  If he pushed into me too hard I rose with him so he couldn’t get so deep and hurt me so much and the pain became a good pain.

During the roll Jalen had slipped from my mouth and now I felt his hands on my waste.  His fingers moved and I could feel him prodding my ass, then pain again, he was violating my ass.  He was pushing his dick into my ass, Jesus Christ it hurt, an agonizing pain, too painful to yell or scream, my breathing stopped.  I’ve not done this before and it hurt badly, unbearably.  I knew it was done, my boyfriend had asked me a couple of times, he’d even tried to push his dick into my ass once, he’s never done it since.  My God this black dick was inside my ass and fucking it.

I came so hard, with two men inside me I came like I’d never cum before, over and over I came.  I reached a plateau close to heaven and hovered there until I couldn’t take any more.  As I began to ease of Pete to lift myself to crawl away he grabbed my waist and held me there with his dick still inside me.  He redoubled his jerking, pulling me tight onto him, his thick, hard dick so deep inside me pounding, pounding then he stopped and jerked up into me.  My stretched vagina pulsed and throbbed as I came again while he ejaculated and gasped and sighed.  Only moments later while Pete was still holding me to him Jalen came, he pulled his dick from my ass and squirted his seed at the hole he’d left.

Jalen moved away and Dave moved closer with his camera and clicked and clicked at my ass dripping with black mans semen, then Pete lifted me off him and I felt his long hardness emptying from me, I felt hollow.  
The camera clicked as Peter’s dick fell from me, a second later his semen began to ooze from me, click, click, click.

I couldn’t move, my legs were weak and trembling and it was a while before I managed to get to the WC, I cleaned up as best I could with tissue and got dressed.

I felt disgusted for letting such a thing to happen, dirty, abused and I wanted to wash the filth away but deep down I also felt a satisfaction I’d never felt before.  Dave asked me if I’d do another session sometime if the client wanted me to and although I felt so dirty I said that I probably would.

When I arrived home I felt wet, sloppy and soaking again, with too much black mans semen leaking between my legs again and urgently needed the shower.

My boyfriend had other ideas, he’d finished work a few hours before and he’d downed a few cans while waiting for me.  He was drunk and wanted sex.  "I’ve been thinking of you posing nude and it makes me hard, we gotta fuck, I just gotta.“  He took my hand and led me into the bedroom.  Both still dressed he pulled his zipper and flipped his dick from his jeans, eased my sodden panties aside without comment and slipped his dick into me.  Slipped? Wrong word, he fell into me and he stopped.  He knew, I was so wet and open that he must guess I’d been with other men and had other men cum inside me but all he said was "posing nude must agree with you” and he started to fuck me just like he always does.          

The Summer of 16

Short Story

I had just finished playing my first game of the new baseball season. I was 16 years and 3 weeks old to the day. I played second base on my AAA team. We won the game and I went ¾ with a double and a triple. Each inning as I ran back to the dugout from second I kept catching this cute girl checking me out.

After the game the coach was giving us the usual post-game pep talk. I had pretty much tuned him out because this girl was now behind our dugout looking at me. When the coach was done I collected my gear and approached the girl.

“Nice game.” she said.

“Thank you.”

I couldn’t think of what to say or do next.

“You can really hit the ball.”

“Thanks.”

We stood there looking at each other for a few moments.

“I haven’t seen you before.  Are you from around here?” I asked.

“We just moved here.  My Dad’s in the Marines and we move lots.”

“That must be tough.”

“I get by.  We’ve been here three days and you’re the first person I’ve talked to.”

I felt a warm glow erupt inside me.  I was her first contact in a foreign land.  This MUST mean something.  Now I had some composure and I felt confident.

“My name’s Rick.”

“Hi.  I’m Shelley.”

“You wanna get a slurpee, Shelley?  My treat.” I asked.

She smiled.  Damn!  What a smile.

“Sure.  I’d like that.”

It was about a 5 block walk to 7-11.  Along the way I would occasionally slip a step or two behind her – totally by accident of course.  I couldn’t believe my eyes.  She was about 5’3” (I was 5’10”) and shoulder length brunette hair.  She was wearing a white halter top and a pair of pretty tight shorts (not quite Daisy Dukes, but pretty damn tight).  
Her ass filled them perfectly; it was like 2 perfect half moons that wiggled just right as she walked.

When we arrived at our destination I, being the ever-perfect gentleman, moved ahead and opened the door.  As she passed I got the full view of the rest of her body.  I was NOT disappointed.  Her breasts were shaped just right – not huge, but big enough compared to the rest of her that they really stood out.  As she passed her eyes connected with mine and light up with a sparkle that I can’t even BEGIN to describe.  I felt my knees giving way, but was able to remain standing.  I’m very glad I was wearing my jock-strap because my hard-on would have been obvious to the WHOLE WORLD in my tight baseball pants.

I bought us a pair of coke slurpees and we went to the benches in the nearby park.  We sat and talked for what seemed like eternity; talking about everything that came to mind.  It turned out her Dad was actually in special ops in the Marines and he bounced from base to base.  I also learned that she only lived about a block and a half away from me.

I glanced at my watch and realized we had been sitting there for almost two hours.  Shelley said she needed to be getting back home so we made plans to meet at the benches again tomorrow afternoon and I walked her home.  When we got to her place I didn’t know what to do.

‘Should I kiss her or not?’ I asked myself.  I weighed the options and then decided the best thing to do was to ask her.

“I can’t tell you how much fun I had meeting you and talking, Shelley.”

“I had fun too, Rick”

“Would you mind if I gave you a kiss?”

Shelley looked at her door and back at me a few times.

“I don’t think you should.  If my Dad saw I don’t even want to THINK about what he might do.”

“Oh yeah.  He’s trained to KILL people, right?”  And with that I offered her a handshake.

Shelley giggled and gave me a very quick peck on the cheek

“See you tomorrow, Rick.”

“Okay.”

I floated home and when I got there my cock was STILL rock hard so I went up to my room, took off my uniform, got out my supply of magazines (I started collecting porn magazines when I was 13) and jerked myself off in about 5 seconds.  That night I had great difficulty sleeping and the following morning seemed as if in took 2 years to pass. Finally 2:00 came and I went to meet Shelley.

We met at the benches by 7-11 and she was there wearing a similar outfit as the previous day.  Damn I love summer!  Again we talked for hours and when it came time I walked her home.

Just as we were walking up her front walk around the corner of her house came her Dad.  I nearly shit myself. He was about 6’6", 250 and HUGE. He had a crew cut and LOOKED like special ops.  Rambo was nothing compared to this guy.

“Dad, this is Rick.  I met him yesterday and we spent hours talking the last few days.”

I felt like adding “JUST TALKING, SIR”, but felt it best to remain mute.

He extended his hand to me.

“I’m very glad that Shelley has met someone.  I think it’s tough for her moving from place to place and I’m always happy when she makes friends in the new city.”

“I saw him play baseball yesterday; Dad and you should have seen him.  
He plays second base and he was the best player out there.  He got 2 big hits.”

“I’m impressed.  I played second when I was young, too.  Your stock just went up a point or two, Rick.  You’re okay.”

Finally I began to breathe again and he went into the backyard.  We sat on the barco lounger and after a few minutes Shelley gave me a big kiss on my mouth. This was my first kiss ever but still I pulled back in fear.

“Wait!  Your Dad.  He’ll kill me.”

“It’s fine. He said you’re okay.  Okay with him is good.”

We sat and talked for about an hour.  We had 3 more kisses and every time I was careful to be sure no one saw us.  Shelley said it was okay, but I was taking NO chances.  Shelley kissed well.  As I left, we made plans to go to a movie then following night.

I picked her up at 6:30 and we went to see the new James Bond flick, ‘Octopussy’.  Throughout the movie we held hands and Shelley snuggled into my chest. When the movie ended Shelley looked up at me and we kissed as the credits rolled.  People were exiting the theatre and as they walked down the aisle I’m sure they were looking at us but we didn’t care.  These kissed were very different that the ones we had shared in her back yard.  I wasn’t worried about being killed.  We were kissing passionately.  Our tongues were involved today.  This was right.  Unfortunately the credits eventually ended and so did our kiss.

“Whatcha want to do now?’ asked Shelley.

“What do I WANT to do or what do I HAVE to do?”

Shelley smiled.  “Let’s hear the want first.”

“I WANT the credits to start again.” I said laughing with a sly grin.

“Now let’s hear the HAVE to.”

“My parents went out for the night and they made me promise to be home my 10:00 and it’s already 9:35.  I’d love to go sit on the bench and talk for a while but it’d be almost 10 by the time we got there.”

We were outside the theatre and walking toward the bus stop, holding hands and gazing into each others eyes from time to time.  We got to the bus stop and sat down to wait.  Shelley looked into my eyes and we stared at each other.  Eventually she spoke.

“I don’t have to be home until 11.  Could I come over?”

I’d thought of this option but didn’t want to ask for fear that it might scare Shelley.

“I’d love it if you came over.  Are you sure you’re okay with that?”

“I trust you, Rick.  I feel very safe with you.  There’s nothing I’d rather do more.”

We got back to my place at about 9:55 and when I opened the door we were greeted by Roxie, my pet Schnauzer. We played with Roxie a bit and then went up to the family room to settle down and watch some TV. When we were snuggled together on the couch we began to kiss.  Shelley was a great kisser.  Her lips were soft and luscious and what she did with her tongue sent shivers up my spine.  Sitting here with Shelley was the best thing I had ever done.  But it got better.

As we kissed, my hands began to roam.  I stroked and caressed her back and ass.  Her ass felt even better than it looked.  From there my hand traveled up her torso and settled on her chest.  Breasts felt better than I had ever imagined.  I squeezed and kneaded her breasts until she pulled away from me.

“I’m sorry, Shell…” I began but was silenced by her index finger on my lips.

Shelley took hold of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head.  I was dumbfounded.  I wanted to reach out and grab them but was unable to move.  Then Shelley reached behind her back and unclasped her bra.  It fell to the floor and I sat there looking at her like a deer caught in headlights.

Shelley snuggled back up to me and kissed my awe-struck mouth.  After I arrived back on planet Earth my hands ventured back to her breasts.  If I thought they felt good before it was NOTHING compared to now.  Her nipples were hard as rocks and felt incredible when my palm would slide over them.  Still we kissed.

I wanted to feel my chest on hers so I pulled off my t-shirt as well.  
When her skin touched mine it almost burned.  We were so into each other.  My mouth ventured down and began to kiss and suck Shelley’s rock hard nipples.  She moaned.  I think I did, too.  As I sucked her nipples Shelley would run her hands through my hair.  I loved it.  When we’d had enough I moved back up and we kissed some more.

Then I felt Shelley’s hand on my pants.  She was rubbing my leg, edging higher.  I had never even DREAMED of anything like this before.  Soon she was rubbing my cock through my pants.

“I’ve never done this before,” she panted.

“Me neither.”

“I mean I’ve kissed a boy before, but I’ve never done THIS.”

I didn’t know what she meant by THIS.

“What do you mean?”

Shelley looked at me hesitantly.

“I want to make love, Rick.  Don’t you?”

My heart skipped a beat or 10.

“Make love?  Oh god,” was all I could muster and I kissed her harder than I ever had before.

Shelley unzipped my pants and stuck her hand inside.  When her hand touched my cock I was in heaven.

“Ooooooh yeah,” I moaned.  Shelley smiled as she squeezed my cock.  She finished undoing my pants and pulled my dick out.

“I’ve never seen one before.  It’s beautiful,” she cooed.

Shelley continued to squeeze and stroke it while kissing me.  Her kisses ran down my chest to my mid-section.  She lifted her head and just stared at my rigid cock.  I could feel her breath as she panted on my dick.

“It’s amazing.  The way it moves and twitches.  When you breathe in it moves up a bit.”

Then IT happened.  Shelley opened her mouth and descended upon my waiting cock.  As she closed her lips around it she let out a low moan. She moved her head up and down on my excited friend and it was a great many seconds before I moaned and shot my load into her mouth.  Shelley swallowed it without missing a drop.  After her snack she snuggled her face into my heaving chest.  Now I stroked HER hair.  We lay like that until I could talk again.

“That was your FIRST time doing that?” I asked.

“Yeah.  Was it good?”

“You could go pro,” I chuckled.  “How’d you get so good?”

Shelley looked at me for a minute or so before answering.

“My Dad subscribes to Penthouse and I like to sneak it when he’s not home and read it.  There’s this column called Penthouse Forum and it’s got stories in it.  I love reading it and I guess I’ve learned that way.”

Now it was MY turn to stare.  Finally I spoke.

“My Dad subscribes, too.  I LOVE Forum.  Reading that’s my favorite pass-time.”

We laughed and kissed some more.

“Did you read the one from last month called ‘My First 69’?” Shelley asked.

I looked up at her and recited the entire first paragraph to her verbatim.  We laughed and I moved in to kiss her again when she let out a shriek so loud and high-pitched that I envisioned every dog within a 5 block radius was running to my house.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“It’s 11:25!  My Dad’s going to KILL me!”

“Oh fuck!  Your Dad!”  I exclaimed thinking we had ruined a good thing just as it was getting started.

We were dressed within seconds and out the door in full sprint. We were running so fast, Olympic officials would have tested us for banned substances for sure.  When we got to her house the place was dark except for the living room light.  Sitting, looking out the window I could see her Dad.

“You go back home, Rick.  I’ll handle my Dad.  No reason for BOTH of us to die,” Shelley said with a small smirk

“No.  I can’t do that.  I’m here for you.  We’ll face the music together or firing squad as the case may be.”

As soon as we opened the door her Dad was there.  He stood directly in front of me looking down into my eyes.  I accepted the stony glare and opened my mouth to offer my apologies, but before I could formulate a word the barrage was upon us.

“Where have you been?  I told you to be home at 11:00 and here it is after 11:30.”

Shelley and I looked at each other unsure of what to say.  We had not rehearsed anything.

“Dad, we were in the park talking and lost track of time.”

Before she was finished the sentence I could see a look of disbelief of her father’s face.

“Sir, it’s my fault.  I invited Shelley back to my house after the movie.  My parents are out for the evening and Shelley told me she had to be home by 11:00.  I promised her that I’d watch the time and I didn’t.  It’s all my fault.”

He looked at me with an icy look.

“And what were you two doing alone at your house.”

I froze. There was no way out of this.

“You don’t want me to answer that, sir.“

Shelley couldn’t believe what was coming out of my mouth.  She was silent in shock.

"You’re right. I don’t want to know.” he answered. “Shelley, go up to your room.”

It was just her Dad and me – no witnesses. I was scared SHITLESS. He motioned for me to sit on the couch.  I did but he remained on his feet.

“You’ve got SOME guts to tell me that straight up.”

‘Well,’ I thought, ‘there could be worse sentences for one to hear at the end of one’s life.’

“I don’t like to think about what you were doing but I DO respect you for your guts. Did you use protection?”

Even my OWN father wouldn’t have asked me this.

“Uh… uh… we didn’t do THAT, sir. We only…”

“Stop! I heard the only words I wanted to hear,” he said and then paused.  I sat there in my own sweat.  “If you tell my daughter you’ll be responsible, you remember in the future – DO IT. You can go home. Thank you for your honesty.”

When I shut the door I felt like a man on death row who just got the call from the governor.

I don’t remember walking home, but I DO remember opening the door. MY Dad stood there with smoke coming out of his ears.

"I told you to be home by 10:00. We get home at 11:50, you’re not here and the front door is unlocked. Care to explain?”

‘Oh shit,’ I thought.  ‘Here we go again.’

“Dad I WAS home at 10:00. Shelley came home with me and…”

“Who’s Shelley?”

“She’s a girl I met a few days ago.  I went to the movie with her. She came back here and we talked for a while.”  Technically not a lie – we DID talk some.  “And then she saw that it was well after 11:00. She had to be home at 11:00 and her Dad is pretty strict. He’s a Marine. We ran to her house and I had to face her Dad. We left the door unlocked because we were in such a rush.”

My Dad looked at me for a minute or so.

“Okay. I apologize for jumping to conclusions. Good night son.”

I checked my butt to see if there were any horseshoes stuck in it.  Nope.

I had trouble going to sleep after I finally got up to bed.  There was just too much Shelley going through my mind.  It certainly was an understatement to say that we had a full evening of activity.

I slept until 10:00 the next morning and when I went downstairs for breakfast there was a not from my Mom on the counter.

‘Shelley called three times this morning.  There’s pancake batter in the fridge.’

I needed some time to think.  Did she get in huge trouble from her Dad? Can she still see me?  I didn’t know and part of me didn’t WANT to know.  I decided to eat and call her after.

When I was done I was still scared so I showered and brushed my teeth.  
Finally I got up the nerve and called her.  Thankfully she answered the phone.  I don’t know if I could face her Dad again.

“Hello?’ she said.

“Hi, Shell.  It’s me.”

“Rick.  We HAVE to talk.  Can you meet me at the benches in half an hour?”

“Sure.”

I finished getting ready and started the walk to the benched in the park by 7-11.  I was sure it was over.  When I arrived Shelley was already there, sitting on the bench holding 2 slurpees.  When she saw me she put down the slurpees, jumped up, ran over to me and threw her arms around me.

“I don’t know what you said to my Dad but he loves you. His exact words this morning were ‘that Brad is a good man’. He wasn’t even angry at me.  What did you say?”

I told her and she couldn’t believe that I had the guts to stand up to a man like her Dad.

“I’ve been thinking of nothing but you since last night. When I was lying in bed – I went to bed naked last night – the feeling of your cock in my mouth WOULD NOT go away.  Then when I found out that you smoothed things over with my Dad I wanted you so bad. And now when I hear exactly what you said to him I want you even more. Can we go somewhere?”

I was dumbfounded.  Part of me wanted to (Well okay – MOST of me), but part was still scared of her dad.  I thought for a second and found my way out.

“We can’t.  I don’t have any protection and it would be stupid to…“

She held up a 3-pack of Trojans.

"I want you. Don’t you want me?”

“Are you kidding me?  I couldn’t go to sleep last night because I was thinking of you.  I’ve never wanted anything so bad in all my life but your DAD.”

“The way he was talking about you this morning I think we could do it and then you go to my house and say ‘I just fucked your daughter.’ and I think he’d be okay with it.”

We looked into each others’ eyes and saw nothing but a wanton desire in each of us.

“Okay. There’s some rose bushes in that park by the school and there’s this place in behind them where it’s really open and very secluded.“

We walked (okay – we ran) to the park and crawled behind the rose bushes. We each had on pants that morning and when we took them off we put them on the ground to protect against any stray rose thorns. Within a minute we were both kneeling on the ground, nude looking at each other. I took her face in my hands and kissed her softly. She kissed back. Our lips began to move and her tongue entered my mouth. We kissed and fondled each other for what seemed like forever. Time really did stand still for us.

"What’s your very favorite number?”

She grinned and jumped on top of me. Within seconds her mouth was full of my cock and I was sucking on her pussy.  While her head bobbed up and down on my cock I drew lines up and down her pussy lips with my tongue.  She had very hot looking pussy lips.  They stuck out a bit and were really fun to suck on.  She LOVED that.  Shelley began to writhe and moan.   I was sucking on her clit now; flicking my tongue back and forth across it.  She began bucking her hips up and down on my face.  Soon she let out this low moan followed by some higher gasps.  She ground her wet pussy into my face until her orgasm passed and then turned herself around and kissed me deeply.

Then she pulled out a condom, fumbled with it a bit and after a few failed attempts got it over my rigid cock.  She looked me deeply.

“Now I want you to fuck me.”

I rolled her over and slowly slid my hard member into her slippery canal.  She moaned.  I groaned.  I began to thrust back and forth inside her.  While I made love to her our eyes never left each other.  It made everything seem hotter to see the lust in Shelley’s eyes.  I don’t know how long it went on for, but I do remember that she came 3 more times before I shot my load inside the condom.  We rested for a while and then she started sucking me again.  Soon I was back to being rock hard and she put another condom on me.  I was about to roll her over again when she pushed me down.

“My turn,” she purred.

She climbed on top of me and sat down on my waiting cock. She really got into riding me and bounced up and down for a long time.  While she was riding me I played with her nipples and she came a few more times.  I began thrusting up into her soaking pussy and soon blew my second load of the day.  Shelley collapsed on me and we lay like that holding each other and kissing.  We started to hear voices nearing the rose bushes so we got dressed and left our love sanctuary.

Our lives went on like this for about 11 months.  We fucked every chance we got; usually at least once per day.  Then one day she came to me in tears.

“My Dad’s getting transferred again.  We leave in a week.”

We cried for the week and I remember when she drove away like it was yesterday.  She was in tears looking out her back window and I was in tears waving to her.

I never saw Shelley again.            

My Game At the Game

Short Story

I wasn’t all that keen on going to the game with my husband Rob. Although he’s an ardent supporter of the local team, those sorts of sporting events really aren’t my thing
I’d seen the television coverage of some of these games; the cameramen, besides covering the action on the field, frequently picking out any sexy looking tarts in the largely male dominated crowd. I think that it was with that sort of thing in mind, that my husband wanted me to go with him. This idea was further borne out when he suggested that I wear a particular micro-mini skirt of mine, along with a little white, cotton top that is very revealing.

I really don’t know why I bought that ridiculously tiny skirt in the first place; to tease my husband with I suppose. It’s flared and made of the softest, thinnest cloth that flounces about with every movement and is terrible in any sort of breeze; I don’t know how many times I’ve had it blow up around my hips and shown off my panties.
Anyway, I’ve been quite embarrassed the few times that I’ve worn it in public.

Well, the Saturday came and at least it was a lovely, warm, sunny day. I don’t think that I’d have been too keen to go if it had been cold and rainy.
I dressed as my husband wanted, and to tell the truth, felt half naked and protested that I couldn’t wear such an outfit. Rob was so enthusiastic though, that in the end I went as he desired. (The things that we do to please men.)
The top that I had on is a little, thin, hugging, cotton one, that, because I wear no bra with it, shows off my small breasts and is almost obscene the way that my nipples bulge out. That, along with the tiny little flared skirt with just a pair of panties underneath, and sandals on my feet, made up my costume. You can see why I felt a bit embarrassed at appearing amongst the largely male crowd.

I was pleased when Rob said that we’d drive the car rather than take a train or bus; I’d be exposed enough as it was without going on public transport.

We drove to the ground, and parked the car nearby. As soon as we joined the crowds of people streaming towards the ground, I could see everyone having a good long look at me.
Men don’t know what it’s like to be always getting scrutinised the way women are when ever we wear anything a bit sexy. And of course there’s the difference between just looking, and openly staring the way that men do when we dress a little bit daring. They seem to think that because a woman is scantily clad, they have the right to blatantly stare.
Anyhow, that’s how it was as we walked towards the ground.
One rough group of men even called out, “Ooo baby, I can almost see it.”  Rob just laughed and said that I had plenty of admirers.

I was relieved when we finally got to our seats so that I could sit down out of the general gaze.
We were on an upper level, and just a couple of rows from the front. It was quite interesting watching all of the comings and goings and general activity prior to the game.
We didn’t have to wait long though, before play started, and after a short while I began to find it a bit tedious even though all of the fans around about were so enthralled.
Eventually I decided to go and get some coffee from one of the food stands that we’d passed on the way to our seats. I tugged at my husband’s sleeve to gain his attention to tell him where I was off to.

Luckily, we were just a couple of seats in from the end of the row, because it was embarrassing squeezing past the couple of men on the end. Once past them and out to the stairs that led up through all of the tiers of seating, I was daunted at having to make my way up all of those stairs in my little skirt. I knew that at every step, as I raised each knee, the hem of my skirt would lift and almost certainly show a glimpse of my panties. Sitting in the seats I had needed to keep my legs firmly together and to fold my hands in my lap, but I could hardly walk up the long flight of stairs holding my hands in front of my pussy.

I hesitated momentarily, but then, grasping the side of my skirt in one hand to try to keep it down, I began my ascent.
I tried not to look directly at all of the men in the stands on either side of me, instead keeping my gaze on the steps, but I could nevertheless tell that all eyes were fixed on me as I made my way.
I became more and more embarrassed, and by the time that I reached the top rows of the stand, I could feel my face glowing red with the shame of being so perved on by the hundreds of men.

Attaining the top of the rows of seating, I heaved a sigh of relief and made my way along the largely deserted galleries of the huge concrete structure of the stadium.
I immediately heard a footfall behind me of someone who must also have come from the stairway I had ascended. A guy came alongside of me and I heard him saying, in such a straightforward, matter of fact tone of voice, and with something of a chuckle, “that would have to be the shortest skirt I’ve ever seen.”
I turned and looked up to him in some shock at his so blatant comment about my dress. He was tallish, dark and swarthy, but with an open and smiling face, though not the sort of person who would ever attract me.

I was, as I said, somewhat shocked and didn’t know what, if anything, to say in reply. I did find myself replying though; “gosh, you don’t have to be so ……….. ,” but then my words tailed off as I was lost how to describe his boldness.
He simply laughed. “Aw c’mon, you can’t tell me you’re not here to show yourself off.”

I really didn’t like the look of this man, but I nevertheless felt sexual stirrings mingled with the extreme embarrassment that I felt.
“I could see your little pink panties all the way up those stairs,” the guy snickered.
I gave an audible little gasp at his words. “Do you have to be so rude,” I said, trying to make my voice sound disdainful.
“You’re the one who’s rude,” he laughed, then added, “lewd even.”
Goodness! I could feel my face glowing with shame.

It was no distance to the food and drink stand, and we’d now reached it. There were a small number of people standing at the counter waiting to be served, and I took up my position there with the guy also moving in close to my side.
I was there just a moment when I jumped in alarm and gave a shrill little squeal. The guy had placed his hand firmly on my bottom. The other customers looked around to see what the disturbance was.
I tried to move away from the guy but he simply took a step to come close again.
Again I felt his hand on my bottom, and I pushed him away. “Will you stop that,” I complained in a hushed voice, not wanting to attract more attention.
The woman behind the counter, having been attending to a man alongside, now turned to serve me. I ordered coffee, and as I was being served I felt the guys hand caressing my bottom. I moved slightly, but to no effect, but not wanting to make a scene I had no option but to do nothing further. The guy, leaning closer, had said to the woman, “make that two coffees please.”
As soon as the woman turned her back, I pushed the guy’s hand away. “Stop it,” I whispered again, frowning slightly.

The coffees were brought, and the guy paid for both. “Come and sit over here and we’ll drink them,” the guy said in his continuing friendly, undeterred tone of voice.
I considered for a moment, and then said “I suppose that I might as well, you’ll only follow me where ever I go.”
The guy made a couple of frivolous comments, then asked which team I followed.
“Oh neither,” I replied, “I just came with my husband.”
“Ah, I wondered who you would have come with. You’d hardly come by yourself dressed like that.” He then continued, “doesn’t your husband object to you showing yourself off for everyone to perv on?”
His words made me feel a tingle of excitement. “No, he likes me wearing this skirt,” I replied.
What he next asked made me gasp. “Do you fuck around with other guys?”

“Oh God, you’re so crude,” I gasped.  
He just laughed at my words and stood up. He slightly thrust his hips forward and said, “you’d like this wouldn’t you baby.”
He’d stood close before me, and I couldn’t help but see the outline of his large and hard cock bulging under the front of his pants as he thrust it forward.
Again I gave a little cry of surprise, and I couldn’t help but stare at the shape of his cock in his pants.

He was leaning towards me, taking my hand. “C’mon baby, it’s deserted up the end there.”
My heart was pounding as he gently pulled me to my feet.
He kept a hold of my hand and I found myself walking with him towards a deserted part of the understructure of the stands. My mind was in shock. “No, I can’t,” I said in a soft and meek voice. He took no notice.
Leading me into an alcove he took me behind one of the large steel pillars.
I was mesmerised as he quickly ran his zipper down and took his beautiful hard cock out. Taking my hand he put it on his cock and was then leaning forward kissing me on my mouth as I grasped the warm, hard, bare flesh of his hard, erect cock.

I felt his parted lips on mine. I felt his tongue pressing between my lips. I let my mouth open slightly and his tongue found mine and licked. I began to kiss back, also using my tongue. We were panting, now kissing with passionate lust. I felt his hand grope its way under my skirt and press against my pussy. Now his fingers were pushing under my pants and sliding into my suddenly wet and slippery vagina. I squeezed his gorgeous cock and slid my fingers up and down it.
My panties were pulled down around my thighs. He was pressing close to me. I felt his cock probing around my pussy. I could hear people walking nearby, “no, no, not here,” I gasped.

His mouth left mine, panting lustfully. “Come to the toilets, I’ll fuck you there,” he said somewhat roughly.
He’d done up his pants and was leading me by the hand before my mind even came to grips with what he’d said. “God, what if we’re seen going in,” the thought raced through my brain.

We were approaching the toilets. He was leading me towards the door with the sign that said “MENS.”  I’d somehow not thought of going in there. I pulled back. “No I can’t,” I pleaded in a weak voice.
“I’ll make sure it’s ok,” he said, and he left me standing there while he took the few steps to the door and momentarily disappeared inside. He was back almost immediately and grabbed my hand, “come on baby.”
I let myself be almost pulled forward, and we went through the door marked “MENS.”
I gave a little gasping yell of horror as I saw a number of men standing at a urinal. I froze but was wrenched forward and pulled behind the guy into one of the cubicles.
“Bend over baby, I’ll fuck you like a dog,” the guy said as he eagerly dragged his pants down then got behind me and pulled my panties off my bum.
He more or less shoved me down into a bending position. I felt his hands grasp my hips and his cock locate my wet and slippery pussy, then easily slide right in. “Fuck, you’re ready for this aren’t you,” he sneered, no doubt referring to just how wet my pussy was.
He fucked me with deep, rapid plunges of his cock into my vagina.

I moved my feet a little further apart and lowered my shoulders a little more so that my backside lifted more into the air for him to fuck me.
I was panting lustfully as I considered that it was almost unbelievable to me that this thing had happened. Even though I’d not gotten over my nervousness about those other men outside, I felt so beautifully dirty at the thought of being fucked by a total stranger, in the men’s toilet block, while my husband was nearby happily watching the game.
Oh my God, how lustful I felt being fucked in that way. How I panted and gave moans of delight. How I rocked back and forth with the thrusts of his cock. How I shoved myself back onto his gorgeous, big, hard cock in response to his own lustful thrusts.

It was all over in a couple of minutes. It had been so crude and dirty, fucked like a whore, with no love only sexual desire.
I felt both lustful and frustrated as the guy pulled away and began pulling his pants up. I did, in a way, feel excited satisfaction at having done such an obscene, crude thing, but I’d really wanted more fucking.

I pulled my panties up and was adjusting my skirt when I jumped with fright at hearing a voice just above my head, saying, “how was the slut, a good fuck?”
I looked up staring in disbelief. A guy was looking over the adjoining wall of the cubicle, and had apparently been watching us fucking.
The guy who had taken me there, also looked up in surprise, but then simply broke into a grin and answered, “Yeh, she fucks like a whore.”
I felt myself blush with shame, but at the same time felt so lustful at the crudeness of the way I was being looked upon by these two men.

The man disappeared from his position looking over the wall.
The guy that I was with slipped the bolt of the door. I moved closer to him and took his hand for protection, ready for us to quickly get out of the toilet and away from there.
On opening the door however, our way was blocked by, not only the man who had watched over the wall, but two others as well.
I didn’t consider it at the time, but later on knew that these other two must have been watching through the cracks at the edge of the door.

Anyhow, on us opening the door of the cubicle, one of these men outside said, in a tone which implied that it was the obvious thing to do, “my turn next.”
My mind wasn’t functioning normally in this extreme situation which was totally outside my level of experience. I moved to make a run for it out of the toilet, but the guy who’s hand I’d taken for protection, now hung on to me tightly. “Why not,” he laughed.

This took literally no more than a few seconds, during which fleeting time I hardly had time to think, even if I could have thought straight.
A moment later I was being bent over and my panties were down around my thighs again.
I felt hands on my waist, and then a cock plunging into my sperm filled pussy.
“Oh my God,” I gasped, my fear being assuaged by my feelings of surging lust as I was being fucked by this guy who’s face I’d hardly glimpsed.

They’d not even taken me back into the cubicle, and there I was being fucked dog fashion, with the other three men all around me.
As I say, the new guy was fucking me in absolutely no time flat, and while it was happening I’d seen one of the other men opening the front of his pants and lifting a magnificent hard cock into view. “Let’s fuck her mouth,” this guy said, moving in front of me.
The man who’d originally taken me there, released my hand which he’d still been holding firmly, and I then clutched the other guy’s legs and eagerly took his beautiful. gorgeous big cock into my mouth and began sucking up and down its entire length, working my tongue over and around the hard, bulbous head of it.

I became oblivious to everything but the cocks that were fucking my mouth and pussy. I lurched about impaled on the cocks as I was thrust around with the hard, driving thrusts of the man fucking me from behind.

“What the hell” I heard someone exclaim, and I realised that it was two men who had just entered the toilet block.
“Who’s the slut?” one of them asked as they came up. “Just some fucking whore I picked up,” my original adulterer replied. “Her husband’s out in the stands watching the game,” he added with a laugh.

The man fucking my pussy began moaning loudly and lustfully as he pummelled my slurping vagina which was sending trickles of sperm and my own lustful juices down the insides of my thighs. He clutched my back and panted with exhaustion. I knew that his sperm had filled my pussy.
In just a moment he released his grip on my body and withdrew his satisfied cock. Almost without pause, I felt a new man take his position and probe my oh so sloppy pussy with his hard, rigid cock.
My mind reeled. “Oh my God,” I thought to myself. I’d read stories of this sort of thing, but surely they weren’t true, and yet here it was actually happening. How many men now – it was four wasn’t it, my brain tried to determine through the tumult of thoughts that were swirling about.
These thoughts were brought to an abrupt halt by the guy who was fucking my mouth, suddenly grasping my head and nearly choking me with his cock which he pushed right to my throat as it gushed it’s tacky cum in copious amounts.
After this satisfied guy then pulling out, I barely had time to swallow down his sperm and to get my breath before a new cock was presented for me to suck.

I was sure more men had arrived. There seemed to be so many milling around me.
“I’m going to fuck the slut up her ass,” I heard one crude comment. It didn’t happen immediately, but when my pussy was again adulterated with another supply of cum, and I knew that someone else was preparing to mount me, I felt two hands on the cheeks of my bottom, pressing them apart, and then, after it plunging into my sloppy pussy for lubrication, the feeling of a cock pressing on my tight anus which, after a little resistance, opened up to accommodate this new, hard cock right deep within my rectal tunnel.

My mind and body wallowed in the filth and depravity of the situation as more and more men fucked me. I’ve no idea how many, I think more than ten.
I felt wonderful. I felt dirty. I certainly felt full of men’s sperm.
I loved the snatches of dirty talk that my brain managed to process. I loved the way I was referred to as “the dirty slut.” Under normal circumstances I’d have been horrified to be called such names, but under these circumstances I revelled in it. One can after all, be called a slut as an insult or as a compliment.

The events of that experience, afterwards seemed confused in my memory. I’ve no definite recollection of how it came to end. All I recall is that same guy who had taken me there, eventually taking me by the hand and leading me out.
I spent some time in the ladies, cleaning myself up and fixing my hair. There was no sign of the guy when I came out, so I then made my way back to the stands, wondering what my husband would say about my long absence.
“Where have you been?” he asked, taking his eyes from the game for a moment. “Oh, I had a coffee and have been sitting up the back,” I answered, trying to sound normal, but aware that I was blushing.
My husband seemed to take no notice, and simply turned back to watching the game.
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Later, when the game was finished and my husband’s team had won, he asked whether I’d enjoyed the day.
“Oh yes,” I said smiling to myself, “I had a wonderful time.”
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On the Monday, Rob came home from work and told me, “the guys at work were telling me that, at the game on Saturday, there was a whore turning it on in one of the men’s toilets. Can you believe that? They swear that it’s true though, the brother of one of the guys was involved. What sort of a woman would do something like that though?” then, answering his own question, he said, “some filthy, depraved whore I guess.”          

Chloe The Office Toy

The night out with Dave and Marcus that
wound up with me being gang fucked by a bunch of strangers changed everything.
Word got round pretty quick and a few pictures and videos that appeared on
various websites pretty much finished my relationship with Simon. Turned out
that one of the builders who covered my big round tits with an especially large
load was a friend of a friend of Simon’s and an image of me in ripped stockings
and high heels on the toilet floor drenched in pints of slimy cum arrived in Simons
email and well, that was that. Simon packed his things and left that night.

I wasn’t as upset as I thought I would be,
but work was another matter. News spread around about what a total slut I had
been, pictures were shared by email and even a really graphic video clip. All
the guys at work now openly flirted with me or even tried to grope me, it
became quite annoying. Marcus and Dave stuck by me and even Amber was really
supportive, everyone else was pretty horrible. After a couple of days I got called
to the bosses office, I thought ‘well, this is it’.

If my boss was some fat old bloke in his
50’s I could imagine being all sorry and apologetic, getting down on my knees
and giving him the blow job of his life and all would be forgotten, but my boss
was a hard nosed bitch who had worked her way through the company to the top. I
was fucked.

Anna Rhodes was 44 and had been at the top
of the game for 10 years. She had made it by having bigger balls and a smarter
moves than all the men that had ever worked with her. She now owned several
successful businesses and was often called on by the press to comment on
national business issues. She was on Dragons Den for 2 seasons for Christ’s
sake, she took no prisoners and wasn’t going to give me an easy time because I
happened to be the same gender as her.

I went to her office on the 10th floor.
Isobel, Anna’s PA, met me with a cold bitchy stare that said “yes I’ve
seen the pictures too” and pointed me to the seats outside Anna’s office.

I sat down, straightened my skirt tried not
to look visibly worried. I glanced over at Isobel, her neat black bob was
immaculate, her Hermes business suit hung perfectly on her slight, but athletic
frame; she looked every inch the quintessential young, professional woman.
Rumour had it that Marcus had once made a pass at her and she had told him that
if he tried anything like that again he would be reported for harassment. It
seems you didn’t fuck with Isobel.

 I was thinking this when she looked over
and said, “Anna will see you now” and then added in silent,
beautifully mouthed words: “you slut”.

I got up and walked in to Anna’s office,
slightly shaken by Isobel’s silent attack.

“Ah Chloe, take a seat”.

Anna was standing by the floor length
window that made up one wall of her huge office. She was wearing a very simple,
but very beautiful black Givenchy suit (she only ever wore Givenchy suits, and
she had a thing for Louboutin shoes, but then what girl doesn’t?).

I sat down. Anna didn’t turn around.

“You know why you’re here don’t you
Chloe?”

“Yes?”

“I haven’t seen the pictures everyone
has been passing around, I don’t need to. I don’t like people disrupting my
business Chloe.”

“No, of course not, Anna I’m…”

“Chloe I don’t want to hear any
excuses”’ she turned around. Anna was an attractive woman with long thick
wavy dark hair and a quite incredible figure. She looked at me with those big
brown eyes and I was silent.

“Chloe I don’t want to sack you,
you’re too good at what you do and it took me a lot of money an effort to steal
you from your last employer”

I breathed an audible sigh of relief and
waited for the inevitable ‘but’

“But,” said Anna, “I need
you out of this office for a few months, until this all cools down. I’m sending
you to the New York office.”

I couldn’t believe it! This was amazing!

“I will get Dylan at the NY office to
get things going but I need you out there by Monday. Take the rest of the week
off to sort things out.”

I didn’t know quite what to say, but
babbled “Thank you Anna, thanks you so much, I don’t know…”

“Look Chloe, every professional bone
in my body says ‘sack you’ but I see potential in you and I’d hate to see it
wasted. I made a similar mistake when I was younger and my boss gave me a
second chance, so here I am doing it for you.”

She walked over and offered a manicure hand
as I got up out the chair, my eyes began to tear up.

Anna stood close to me, “don’t cry
Chloe, just be more careful in the ways you explore your sexuality, be more …
professional.” She was so close I could smell her perfume and feel her
breath, I felt so grateful.

I walked out of the office, glancing at
Isobel just long enough to mouth the word “BITCH” as I left.

The next few days were a little crazy, but
also quite exhilarating. I didn’t really have time to think about anything but
getting ready to move out to New York. The job in New York was for 3 months, so
I arranged for a friend to look in on my flat occasionally and feed my plants
while I was away. I packed up a few essentials from home and had them shipped
out to await my arrival. Isobel gave me a document case with a few files, the
details of the contract I was going to be working on and the keys to one of the
companies New York short let apartments. This was exactly what I needed.

Dave and Marcus were desperate to arrange a
night together before I left for the USA, they wanted to double team me as a
going away present, I was very tempted but I declined saying that maybe it
wasn’t a good idea after all the trouble our first time had created. They kept
asking and I kept refusing, I was definite it was for the best and anyway I had
another naughty little going away treat arranged.

On the Thursday before I was set to leave I
got an email from Liam in the mail room saying a parcel had arrived for me and
did I want for him to bring it up. Liam was the young guy that Dave and Marcus
has teased me about on our night out, apparently the young mail room boy
couldn’t talk to me without having to nip to the boys room to jerk off
afterwards. I bet his imagination had run wild when the stories of me being
gangfucked got out. I emailed him back to say that I would come down before the
end of the week to pick the parcel up myself, as it was personal. I signed off
with a little kiss, just to get him a little excited. I sat at my desk and imagined
him in the toilet cubicle thinking of me in all sorts of filthy scenarios as he
eases his stiffening cock out of his pants and begins to stroke it back and
forth until its rigid and its thick head is throbbing and shiny, aching to be
pushed into my willing body in any way he wants. I came back to reality and my
heart fluttered, and my little pussy gave a little throb. ‘Stop it Chloe’ I
thought to myself,’wait until Friday’.

My last day at the London office flew by
Anna popped in to my office to wish me luck and said she would check in on me
when she was next in the NY office. I couldn’t believe she was being so nice.

By 5.30 everyone was leaving for the
weekend and I went to the ladies toilets with my bag containing a change of
outfit. I slipped out of my work clothes in front of the mirrors and admired my
lingerie: black, sheer and see through, the bra pushed my tits up obscenely,
creating a plunging cleavage. An all in one sheer corset and suspenders set
wrapped my torso tightly and held my black seemed stockings in place. The
panties, well there wasn’t much too them really, and for tonights plan I
wouldn’t be needing them, I wiggled my hips and eased them down over my round
ass and slipped them into my handbag. Out of my satchel I pulled my little
black dress and my black suede 6 inch heels. The dress was backless, halter
neck little thing in wet-look material, it clung to me perfectly and stretched
sensually over my body. I slipped my stockinged feet into my heels, they lifted
me up high and made my ass jut out suggestively.

 I looked at the at myself as I applied a
coat of red lipstick, I looked like a teenage boys wet dream.. which is exactly
what I wanted to be tonight. I left the toilets and strolled into the lift, my
little handbag over my bare shoulder. I pressed the button for the basement.

I walked into the mail room knowing that
Liam would still be there finishing up after hours as he always did. He had his
back to me sorting various folders into the pigeon holes for each of the
companies different departments.

“Hi Liam, just remembered I had a
parcel to pick up”

Liam span around and when he saw me his jaw
dropped open, “Oh uh hi Miss Silver”, he stared taking in the image
of me in my tight little mini dress and slutty heels standing in his doorway.

“Do you still have it?”, I asked

He stared at me dumbfounded for a moment,
he was only about 17 or 18 but quite fit, probably did a lot of sport, he
looked the type. I glanced down and could already see the telltale bulge
appearing in his suit trousers.

“Uh sure, yes its um its right
here”, he put a largish parcel on the desk in front of me and tried not to
stare at my tits.

“Thanks Liam you’re a sweetie, I
almost forgot it but its something I wanted to take to New York with me”

“Oh sure…cool”, he smiled

I ran a long manicured nail through the
parcel tape and began to unwrap it in front of him. The plain box gave nothing
away, but I knew what was inside. I had purchased it online from Love Honey and
had it delivered to work so I could set this moment up before I left London.

I opened the lid of the box and pulled the
red tissue paper aside to reveal the item I had ordered: the Cock Locker
Inflatable Monster Dildo. It looked huge, in black rubber with a massive molded head and wrapped in thick veins, it was truly obscene.

Liam couldn’t believe his eyes, he stared
at the massive rubber toy and just said, “sshhhiit”

 I ran my fingers over the dildo and my
nipples began to visibly stiffen,“oh fuck look at it Liam, its massive and
its not even inflated yet, mmmm”

My eyes met his and I smiled, “I cant
wait to get this home” I bit my lip suggestively, my fingers still tracing
the shape of the thick black rubber cock.

He just stared at me, his erection bulging
visibly in his trousers.

“mmm Liam I have a naughty idea, maybe
I could try it out here?… would you like that Liam?”

Liams hand strayed to his fly and he
gripped his hard cock though his pants.

“Oh fuck.. oh fuck yes I’d love to see
that” he gasped

I ran a hand up my belly and around my tightly
wrapped tits, gently pinching my stiff nipple while my other hand lifted the
dildo out of the box.

“Oh my its so big I think I might need
you to help me with it”, I said in a sultry, pleading tone.

 I squeezed the rubber bulb that was
connected to the dildo by a tube, with a faint hiss the cock twitched. Out of
the box I took a small bottle of lube, removed the top and squirted a generous
amount over the veiny rubber cock, stroking it back and forth until it was
completely covered and glistened temptingly.

 Liam watched in stunned silence as I handed
him the dildo and bent over the desk sticking my ass out towards him. I looked
over my shoulder and wiggled my ass slowly, making sure he was getting a good
view of it tightly covered in the short wet-look skirt. I snaked a hand behind
me and hooked my fingers into the seam, slowly peeling the tight shiny material
up over my ass, revealing the smooth pale skin of my back side and my moist
little pussy.

 "Oh God yes", Liam breathed, his
eyes fixed on my naked ass. “Fuck the rumors were true you really are a
dirty slut!”

“I cant help it Liam, I just love
being fucked… now stick that big black monster in me, show me what a little
whore i am”

He approached me slowly, and carefully
place one hand on my ass, gently rubbing my pussy lips as he aimed the dildo
and began to ease it in to me.

“mmm yes”, I moaned as I felt
that big rubber head open me up and the first few inches entered me,
“don’t stop, keep going”

In silent concentration Liam eased more and
more in, oh god it felt so good.

“That’s it baby, mmm so fucking
big”

 I could feel it filling my pussy totally,
even more than Marcus’ did with his big cock that night in the bar. It felt
like the head was nudging the entrance to my womb.

Liam stroked my ass as he began to move the
dildo in and out, the thick rubber veins stimulating the walls of my tight
little hole.

“Yess yes that’s it Liam fuck me with
it. Show me how to take that big black dick”

I closed my eyes as the sensations began to
build and I started to moan with pleasure.

 Liam pushed it right up to the hilt and I
let out a deep moan falling forward on to the desk, my tits spreading out under
me. Then he stopped. I was about to complain when I heard a couple of long
hisses and the big dildo began to twitch and grow inside me.

 "Oh fuck yes ughhhnn", I let out
another low moan as Liam began to inflate the cock, bigger and bigger. I looked
behind me, Liam had a lust filled stare on his face and his impressively large
cock was jutting out of his fly as he jerked it rhythmically, still inflating
the dildo.

 My eyes rolled upwards and I felt a tremor
in my body as the growing dildo filled me utterly, stretching me to the limits.

“Ugghnn fuck FUCK! Liam I cant take
any more..its too big.. oh yes”, my hands gripped the edge of the desk and
I felt something wet and cool on my ass. Liam was squirting lube over my
backside and pussy as he began to try and pump the brutally inflated rubber
cock in and out of my cunt. At first it wouldn’t move but after a moment or two
I felt it ease back and forth – and it felt amazing!

“ugggnn OH FUCK yes YESS!”, even
the smallest movement filled me with ecstasy and I began to shudder and writhe.

“Liam! oh God that feels fucking
amazing”

“If you like that you’re going to love
this you fucking slut”, he grunted and I felt my oil covered ass hole
being probed by his eager fingertip and then something hotter and harder nudge
my tight little hole.

“Oh yes you dirty boy yes. Go on, do
it… fuck me in the ass” I moaned lustily as I felt him push his
straining erection into my ass.

 Liam was pretty well endowed and his rock
hard dick needed a good hard push to open me up and ease into my body. My ass
was extra tight due to the massive dildo in my pussy, but after a few grunts
Liam managed to get his bone hard erection into my ass and started fucking me.

 I lost control and began to cum so hard I
almost passed I out, I became like an animal possessed, writhing around on the
desk grunting and swearing: “Thats it you dirty bastard use me! USE MY HOLES!
Fuck my cunt you bastard that’s it yes yes YESS!”

I thrust my ass back and forth against his
violent fucking, my juices running down my thighs, my pussy lips stretched wide
around the obscene rubber thing stuck deep inside me.

 Liam up his pace and began to grunt loudly,
he was balls deep in my ass when he shouted,“ TAKE IT YOU FILTHY FUCK PIG
TAKE MY LOAD”

 My over sensitized ass felt his rigid cock
jerk and twitch and I felt the hot, surge of his cum filling my ass up. Jesus
it felt like he pumped a pint of the thick gooey stuff into me. He pulled out
leaving me face down on the desk, my dress around my waist and the massive
black rubber cock jutting from my twitching pussy. His thick cum ran out of my
puckered ass hole and mixed with my pussy juices running down the inside of my
spread thighs.

 I moaned softly with exquisite pleasure,
then felt Liams hand in my hair, pulling my head to one side. He was now beside
the desk, his fat semi erect cock was shoved towards my face. It was red, veiny
and covered in his creamy cum.

 "Suck my cock you dirty slut, suck
it", he said, suddenly filled with confidence, he was making the most of
his time with his new fuck toy. I opened my mouth and sucked his swollen cock
head, cleaning the cum off with my tongue and savouring the taste. I felt it
twitch and throb and it began to grow in my mouth. I took him deeper, lapping
my eager tongue on the underside of his lovely young cock. Before I knew it he
was thick and fully erect again and began sliding his length deep into my
willing throat. Oh god I love teenage boys and their recovery time.

 The big mushroom shaped head of his dick
was reaching deep into my throat as he pulled my head to him using handfuls of
my hair. His cock felt about 9 or 10 inches long, and he savoured getting the
whole lot down my ungagging throat before extracting it in a drolly mess and
slapping it across my face. I could feel my mascara running… I must have
looked a state.

 He grabbed my shoulders and moved me on to
my back, my head hanging off the desk giving him unhindered access to my eager
throat. He pushed his cock in again and began to thrust in and out, his hand s
grabbing my big naked tits and his balls slapping against my face. I felt like
a piece of meat, only good for fucking.. and I loved it. I moved my hands down
my jerking body and rubbed my clit, my other hand began to move the big rubber
cock around in my pussy. Oh fuck it felt so good.

“Look at you, you whore, you fuck meat
slut.. that’s it take my cock like a pro”

 I shuddered with a shattering orgasm, my
body arching on the desk with Liam pulling at my hard nipples as he banged his
cock balls deep into my face and released another massive load into me. I
swallowed and swallowed, I was worried I might choke. He kept cumming and I kept
swallowing. Eventually he eased his thick slimy cock from my mouth, drool and
cum ran down my face and I gurgled in slutty happiness.

 I lay there as Liam sorted him self out and
got back into his clothes.

“Fuck that was good” he grinned.

I smiled, rolling onto my side and sliding
a stocking leg up to my tummy, my ass on full display with the end of the cock
locker jutting out with its rubber tube and inflater bulb hanging behind.

“Mmm that was good”, I replied,
twisting the valve and releasing the air in the massive fat dildo. My pussy
tingled as I removed the rubber cock with a slimy pop.

“When I get back from New York I want
to do it again… but next time I want you to bring some friends”, I
smiled bringing the glistening distended dildo to my mouth and sucking on its
still quite extreme size.

“Oh fuck yes, that would be perfect, I
know just the guys, you’re gonna get it good, you wont get a minutes rest”

‘Oh god’ I thought, ‘I fucking love teenage
boys"

Jack In the Cast

Short Story

The light knocking on the door caused Jack Benson to take a deep breath, grit his teeth, and finally call out. “Yeah, who’s there?”

From behind the closed bedroom door came the low voice of Kathy Collett, “Jack, it’s Kathy. Can I come in?”

Sighing loudly Jack answered “Ah yeah, I guess. Come on in Kathy.”

“I brought you a present for Valentine’s Day.” She began as she swung the door open and waltzed into the room carrying a wrapped box, a bouquet of flowers and a card. When her eyes came to rest on the sight of Jack on the hospital bed, she exclaimed “Oh Jesus, look at you! A whole body cast Jack?” She pushed the door shut behind her with her foot, rushed over to the side of the bed and placed the items on a small wheeled table.

Jack wanted to turn his head to look at Kathy, but the cast went around his neck and covered the back of his head so he couldn’t. In fact, the cast was so complete, the only areas that were uncovered was Jack’s face, his penis, and his buttocks so that he could urinate and defecate, his fingers and his toes. At the moment, a towel was covering his private areas.

“Yeah, you’ll have to forgive me for not getting up.” Jack joked with a hint of sarcasm.

Coming up alongside where Jack could see her, Kathy asked “What the hell happened? I mean, I heard that you had a bad fall off the side of the mountain and was pretty messed up and all, but I didn’t expect this. How did you fall, and what happened?” Tears were building up in the corners of her eyes and threatening to spill over her chubby face as she looked on in total disbelief.

“Oh shit Kathy. You know, I’ve been over this so many times already, and I’m really not in the mood to go over the whole thing again.” Jack snapped angrily. Then, upon seeing the hurt look in Kathy’s eyes, he softened his voice and said “Look, I uh, I really appreciate that you came all the way over here to visit me and all, but I guess I’m not the best company right now you know. I’m really sorry, but I’m kind of embarrassed about the whole thing. You should probably just go before I say something else I’m gonna regret.”

Jack and Kathy had known each other for about three years, and Jack was well aware of how sensitive she was. It all had to do with Kathy’s weight, which she constantly struggled with keeping under control. She was now what some would call “pleasantly plump”, but in her eyes, she was fat and ugly, and no one, including Jack, could convince her otherwise. In reality, Jack thought Kathy had a very pretty face, and her womanly curves were not at all unattractive, it was just that he was in love with someone else, someone who was unfortunately already taken.

“It’s okay Jack, I’m not offended, and I’m not leaving you either.” Kathy reassured. “I got a text from Walt saying that you was busted up pretty good, but I had no idea it was this bad. I just wanted to let you know though, don’t worry about the office. Between me and Walt and Mathews, we’ll handle the extra load while you heal. You just concentrate on getting better, and if you come back… when you come back, your job will still be waiting for you. We’ll handle things in your absence ”

“Thanks Kathy, I appreciate that.” Jack said, his voice softening as he realized that she really meant well.

Looking at her closely for the first time since she showed up, Jack noticed how nice she looked. She was wearing a dress with pink, red and white flowers all over and her ample cleavage was on display. Not at all what he was used to seeing her wear in the office. “You look very nice in that dress Kathy.”

“Oh thank you Jack. It’s my Valentine’s Day dress.”

“Yeah, Valentine’s Day, I guess I forgot all about that. It’s not like I’ve got anyone to celebrate it with anyway.”

“I know,” Kathy began, “I think it must be the long hours you work Jack. There’s just no time for a relationship.” She paused for a second before adding as an afterthought. “Even though you’d make a terrific boyfriend.”

That last comment caused Jack to smile and blush a bit. “Thanks Kathy. That’s nice of you.”

There was a long moment of uncomfortable silence before Kathy sighed loudly and asked
“Are you in a lot of pain?”

“I’m on some pretty good pain medication, but it’s been a few hours, so I’m feeling some discomfort. Thing is, the pain meds make my brain fuzzy, so I almost welcome the pain, just not too much pain.”

“Look Jack, if you truly want me to leave so you can lie here staring up at the ceiling, wallowing in self pity, then I will leave. But I came here today because I want to spend time with you. I want to help you with whatever you need help with. I’m here for you Jack. What would you like?”

“I have a live in nurse that takes care of everything Kath, but if you want to hang out here for awhile, it’s up to you. I just don’t think I’m gonna be real good company today ya know.”

“Oh Jack, I feel so bad for you. You sound so…depressed right now.” Kathy said with a sad face.

“Depressed huh? Gee, I can’t imagine why I’d be depressed. I mean, doesn’t everyone want to be laid up in a full body cast for two to three months of their life? I mean shit Kathy, I can’t feed myself, I can’t scratch myself, I need help shitting and pissing. Shit, I can’t even fucking jerk off. What on earth do you think I should be fucking depressed about Kathy?” Once again, Jack was letting his emotions get the best of him.

“I’m so sorry Jack.” Kathy said. “But I can help you do whatever you want. Do you want something to eat or drink? Do you need to use the restroom? I can do whatever.” She placed her hand on the cast over his upper thigh.

“I’m fine Kathy, thank you for offering, but I’m fine.”

There was a pause as Kathy took a deep breath and carefully slid her hand higher up the cast until her fingertips found the cutout for his penis. An eight inch diameter hole left him completely exposed so he could urinate and be cleaned as needed. As Kathy’s finger slipped under the towel that was keeping him covered, Jack’s eyes opened wide.

“Are you absolutely certain Jack? Are you positive that there is…nothing you want from me?” Kathy said with a raised eyebrow, her fingers came to rest just a scant inch or so from his penis.

“Kathy, what the hell are you doing?” Jack asked.

“I’m here to help you Jack.” Kathy answered and wrapped her fingers around his cock. She moved up so her face was right above his and said with a pouty look on her face, “You do want me to help you, don’t you Jack?”

Jack couldn’t believe Kathy was doing this. This was so out of character for her. “Jesus, are you serious?” He asked incredulously.

“It’s Valentine’s Day Jack. No one should have to spend Valentine’s Day alone and depressed. I can help you feel better, and no one ever has to find out we did this. Just relax and let me take care of you.” Kathy said as she started to make her way down toward the towel covering her hand and his cock.

The caressing hand was coaxing the blood flow into Jack’s penis, causing it to begin swelling, even though he was still unsure of this whole thing. “But what if the nurse comes in? Shit Kathy, this is crazy. You shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Oh…do you want me to stop Jack? I don’t think this big guy wants me to stop. After all, he is rapidly rising to attention. Are you going to pass up a Valentine’s Day blow job?” Kathy smiled and with her free hand she pulled the towel aside, revealing a perfectly shaped, seven inch, circumcised penis. “Oh, you have such a beautiful, big, juicy cock.”

“Kathy!” Jack snapped loudly, then lowered his voice to an urgent whisper. “This is not right. I’m your boss for Christ sakes.” He said, but for some reason he didn’t sound too convincing.

“You’re not gonna fire me are you Jack? ” Kathy asked, lowering her face down closer to his cock. “Not before I take this lovely cock deep in my mouth and suck all of its cum out. Are you Jack?” She stuck her tongue out and touched the tip to the very top of his penis, which instantly filled to near bursting with blood. Her tongue tip sought out his pee hole and she wiggled it back and forth, as if trying to push her tongue inside.

Jack moaned at the sensation and tried to look down at what she was doing, but he couldn’t see past the white cast over his chest. “This isn’t like you Kathy. Why are you doing this?”

“If you want me to stop Jack, all you have to do is tell me to stop.” Kathy said, then puckered her lips and blew cool air on the wet tip, causing him to shudder. After a moment of quiet, she lowered her still puckered lips and placed a big, soft, wet kiss on the very top of his penis. “Do you want me to stop Jack?”

Still wondering what had come over the normally chaste woman, Jack struggled to answer. This was not at all like the woman he knew in the office. In fact, the woman that he had worked with every day for the last three years was so reserved that the mere mention of anything sex related would cause her to blush deeply. She never discussed her private life, even when asked, she would tell the person that she didn’t discuss private matters at work. This was so strange and awkward, but it felt so good.

When Jack didn’t answer, Kathy tightened her grip around his cock, squeezing until the head turned bright red and shiny, and a tiny drop of precum formed on the slit. “You have such a lovely cock Jack. I’ve always wanted to see it, to… hold it, to…taste it.” She spoke with a husky voice that was supremely sexy, and then put her lips back on the tip and slurped up the drop of precum.

“Unghh!” Jack moaned from the incredible feelings that Kathy was causing. The worries that he had of the nurse coming in were gone now, replaced by the need for sexual gratification. It didn’t matter anymore that it was Kathy, the plump woman that he worked with in the office, who he had often thought of as frigid because she was so uptight about things. She wasn’t uptight now.

Suddenly, Kathy let go of his penis and stood up saying “You know, I’m getting awfully horny down here. You don’t mind if I get undressed do you?” Without waiting for an answer, she unhooked the dress straps from her shoulders and peeled the garment down her body until it hit the floor. She was now only wearing a bra and panties, her cantaloupe sized breasts seemingly threatening to pop out the top of her bra. She leaned forward, showing her ample cleavage to Jack, who found himself unable to pry his eyes away.

At work, Kathy had never worn anything even the least bit revealing. Now, Jack was staring at the most incredible looking pair of breasts that he’d ever seen in the flesh, and he couldn’t even see them all yet.

“Do you like them Jack?”

Jack nodded what little bit he could without even realizing, his mouth watering and his fingers wiggling what little they could inside the hard casing of the cast.

Reaching behind her back, Kathy unclasped her bra and let it drop, but before it fell away completely, she draped her right arm across her chest, keeping her nipples hidden. Jack thought he got a glimpse of areola, but couldn’t be certain. His cock was straining and waving in the breeze, wanting attention, needing attention.

“Do you want to feel them Jack?”

“Yes” came the whisper soft voice from Jack. He wanted to bury his face in her glorious globes.

Kathy moved up so she was standing right next to Jack’s face and slowly lowered her arm, revealing all of her chest for the first time. They were magnificent, Jack thought. The largest ones he had ever seen in person. Her nipples were huge, sticking out nearly a full inch from her bulbous breasts, with areolas that surrounded each one, the size of a half dollar coin.

Jack was mesmerized by the sight, and watched as she leaned over and placed one of her nipples into his open mouth. Like a hungry baby, Jack latched onto her nipple and began to suckle. He twirled his tongue gently around the nub, causing Kathy to moan deep in her throat and push down more of her breast flesh into Jack’s hungry mouth.

While Jack was busily sucking away at Kathy’s swollen nipple, Kathy’s hands were busy rubbing her needy clit through the material of her panties. It had taken an enormous amount of courage for her to do this, and the stress that she had been under from the moment she walked into the room had served to heighten her excitement, making her more horny than she could ever remember being.

As good as it felt to have her nipples sucked and nibbled on, Kathy knew that she wasn’t going to be satisfied with just nipple play. She stood up, her breast making a *pop* noise as the suction broke from Jack’s mouth. The air felt cool on her moist nipple.

“Jack honey, do you mind if I play with my pussy while I suck your big, wonderful cock?” Kathy asked. She was talking in the sexiest voice that Jack had ever heard.

“Ah… shit no. I ah I don’t mind Kath.” Jack mumbled.

“Good, because I’m so fucking horny. I want to cum just as badly as you do.”

She grabbed his swollen member in her plump hand again, while her other hand was still pushing the material of her underwear up into the crack of her pussy. The crotch area was already soaked from her leaking pussy juices.

Moving her face back down to Jack’s penis, Kathy laid it forward, then placed her nose right into his pubic hair. The smell of a man “down there” was always such a big turn on for Kathy, and this was no different. She inhaled his manly aroma, the smell sending jolts of spine tingling electricity straight to her super charged pussy.

“Mmmmmmmm” She moaned as she exhaled, her eyelids drooping and her breasts heaving.  Her tongue slid out into his thatch of coarse hair and she licked from the base of his shaft all the way up to the helmet shaped head. Back down to the base once again, her tongue flattened out on his shaft as she licked her way slowly back to the head again. Three times, four times, five times she repeated the action, only stopping to remove a stray hair that stuck momentarily to her tongue.

As for Jack, he was certainly enjoying the attention, but he wished that he could move. He wanted to feel Kathy’s body. He wanted to feel her womanly curves that he knew were so soft and supple. He wanted to take control of the situation like he was used to, but he was in no position to do that, so he would have to let her do what she wanted.

Kathy played with Jack’s throbbing tool for several minutes. She had stopped the long slow licks from base to tip, and was now just flicking her tongue around his frenulum, that little elastic band of tissue just below the glans. She could tell from his grunts and groans that she was having an effect on him. After a few minutes of that, she slid up and wrapped her large breasts firmly around his spit soaked tool and slid them up and down several times, eliciting several moans of pleasure from Jack.

The pressure was building up inside Jack’s scrotum, as his full balls were getting ready to deposit their seed. “Oh fuck Kathy, you’re gonna make me cum.” He groaned. His body wanted to thrust, needed to thrust, but there was no way to move. He was at her mercy, and Kathy was taking her time.

Sensing that he was getting close to orgasm, Kathy stood up and released his cock. She slid her fingers in around the edge of her panties and dipped two fingers deep into her pussy, getting them soaked with her juices. Then she pulled her hand out, put her fingers up to Jack’s nose, and wiped her sweet smelling pussy scent on his upper lip.

“There, now you can smell my excitement.” She cooed at him.

“Please…” Jack moaned “…help me cum Kathy. I need to cum so badly.” The thick scent of her hot cunt was intoxicating, and it heightened his desire and need to cum.

“You want me to finish you Jack?” She asked with a sly grin.

“Oh God yes…Please Kathy.”

“Okay, but only if you promise me one thing Jack. Only if you promise to shoot your sweet cream into my mouth every single day while you’re in this cast. Will you do that for me Jack?”

Jack was beside himself with need, and he nodded and nearly shouted “Oh fuck yeah, just finish me pleeease.”

“Okay Jack. I’m gonna suck all the hot, sticky spunk out of your balls now. Are you ready?”

“Shit Kathy, just fucking do it please. Hurry”

Kathy giggled and said “Here it comes Jack.” In one motion, she engulfed the first four inches of Jack’s cock into her mouth. Her soft, wet lips and tongue closed around his throbbing shaft and she sucked, while her tongue flicked the underside.

“Ohhh fuck!” Jack gasped as he felt the sudden heat from her sucking mouth. It was exquisite, and he knew it would only take moments before he gave up his seed.

Kathy was no novice at sucking cock, and she used all her talents to bring her boss the most satisfying pleasure. She cupped his balls with one hand while the other grasped the base of his seven inch cock. With her mouth sealed around his shaft, she began to rise and fall, her hand staying right with her mouth, giving him the sensation of deep throat. She gently massaged his balls and tickled the spot just under his sack and next to his asshole.

“Oh shit Kathy, I’m so close. Oh fuck I’m gonna cummmm!” Jack cried out. He had forgotten about the live-in nurse who was somewhere in the house at that very moment, probably making some food, since it was nearly dinner time.

Using her mouth like a velvety soft vacuum, Kathy redoubled her efforts, making ‘mmmfff’ sounds on each upswing. She felt his cock grow to even more enormous proportions, stretching her lips wider than she thought possible.

Still babbling and grunting like a madman, Jack could feel the beginnings of his orgasm. He had reached the apex. That point of no return when, even if all stimulation ceased immediately, the penis would continue to spew its contents. “Ahhh I’m cumming, oh fuck….” He yelled as he felt the first spasms of orgasm.

Kathy backed off a bit, as she felt the cock in her mouth start to jerk and a second later, the first blast of hot cum came rushing out of the tip, spraying the back of her throat. She swallowed quickly as another spurt joined the first. The thick cream sliding down her gullet warmed her throat. The taste was not pleasant, but Kathy enjoyed the feeling of power and the eroticism of the act enough to stomach the bad taste.

Several smaller squirts of cum followed, and Kathy continued to suck every last drop. Finally, when Jack’s cock stopped throbbing and dripping its seed, Kathy pulled her mouth off with a loud ‘pop’, leaving the bright red head glistening from her saliva.

“Mmmm that was so hot!” Kathy exclaimed. “Did you like that Jack?”

“Oh fuck yeah.” He gasped weakly.

“Good, because I’ll be back to do it again tomorrow.” She said as she moved back up to look him in the eyes.

“Jesus Kathy, what’s gotten into you?”

“Well, I’ve wanted you for a long time Jack. You’re just too blind to see it.  When I saw you lying here all sealed up in this cast, and being Valentine’s Day and all, I just realized that this may be my only chance. Jack, you may never fall in love with me. Hell, I don’t expect you to fall in love with me. But I’ve been in love with you for years now, and if I can do anything to make your time in this stupid cast any better, then I’m going to do it, and if that means coming back here every day and giving you pleasure, then that’s what I’m going to do.”

Jack contemplated what he had just been told, then softly said “Wow Kathy, I…I had no idea.”

“Well, now you do.” Kathy said matter of factly. “So, I’m gonna get going now, so I can go take care of myself, if you know what I mean.”

Jack knew exactly what she meant. “Yeah, I know what you mean. If I could help, I would you know.”

“Make me a promise then, that when you get better, you’ll show me some of the same as I just showed you. Maybe even more.”

“I’d like that Kathy. I’d like that a lot.”

Kathy smiled a warm smile then leaned down and kissed her boss tenderly on the lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow Jack.” She said, as she picked up her discarded dress and bra.

Standing beside the bed, Kathy yanked her soaked panties off. She hadn’t cum, but they were still very wet from her lubricating juices, and the smell in them was intense. She dressed quickly while her still dazed boss looked on.  

Finally, when she was all put back together, she said “One more thing Jack.” and held up her soiled underwear. “Here’s something to help keep your mind off the pain, for a little while anyway.”

As Jack looked on, Kathy placed the crotch of her panties over Jack’s nose and mouth,and left them there. “Bye now, and Happy Valentines day.” She said and headed out again.

“Hey…hey you can’t just leave me like this.” Jack blurted, but Kathy walked out and shut the door without looking back. “Shit!” he grumbled as the musky smell of her cunt overwhelmed his senses. When the nurse came in to check on him about ten minutes later, she found him with his cock fully engorged, and his face still hidden under the sodden panties.