Possessed

Short Story

It was a Saturday and apparently the hottest summer day on record and I was thankful that Mandy who had skipped our shared apartment two months ago without paying her share of the rent and the electricity and the water bill and the internet connection and sneakily emptying the grocery kitty fund on top of the fridge; hadn’t for some reason taken the large free standing air conditioning unit. I had surmised it was too big to put in herpissy little two door car. Well hey I was a tad annoyed with her. She had just dropped out of Uni study for a guy, just like that. And here I was newly moved in with her only four months ago, with all the frickin bills. I assumed items like the TV, the fridge, the washing machine and the lounge came with the apartment, you know semi-furnished or Mandy hadn’t cared, caught in the glare of love and didn’t give a fuck about her white goods or would rudely turn up soon and demand them. Oh well I‘d deal with that when it happened. It was just too hot to think today.

Of course when some mail kept arriving from some company, addressed to her; initially I just piled them up inside the front door on the side table. Then I couldn’t give a stuff and just started throwing them away. Unopened and of course unread. Even though they were arriving marked urgent and the last envelope had some sort of default bullshit warning on it. Maybe it was her bloody car, they were after.

God it was hot. I put the air con fan on maximum, and even in a small front room it was struggling to make a difference. I thought maybe a cold shower was the go, so I striped off and got ready. I realised my body felt really good and cooler as I caught a waft from the fan. Mmm, this was the way go, my birthday suit and the air-con. I realised it was even better as I lifted and separated my sweaty boobs and opened my legs where even though I was nicely shaved; my flappy lipettes were tacked together. I was nicely enjoying myself; my body was aroused by the cool wafting air and I was starting to slowly play with myself. You know the soft, slow, alone, sensual arousal, working the secret spots that give the assured response back to you so easily. I was enjoying my alone and indulgent ‘in the buff’ state.

The knocking at the door was loud and intrusive, well I was naked and fondling my tits and fingering my girly zone in the lounge, in front of the fan. I scrambled around, looking for clothes, rather annoyed. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Then I thought if its Mandy, the bitch isn’t getting the air-conditioner today, no way. I went to my bedroom and grabbed my bath robe. Whoever it was, well I was going to look bathroom busy and give them short shift.

The banging was intense. Well it was close to thumping. I slid the security bolt back and released the deadlock. My face was suddenly full of a piece of paper thrust directly at it with some swift garbled obviously rehearsed script  sounding like a bailiff’s court order, ‘default payments’ and ‘repossession’ and then the door frame was occupied by three big guys. I mean big guys. Like all over six feet. Well at a petite five two, I was really looking up without heels. As a slim pixie featured brunette I was also taking in excess muscle and three terrific six packs. Wow was this more beef cake than I usually got to process in a month or months, and it was nicely close.

“Mandy Hodge, we are now going to enter your premise and remove all the default items” said the middle dude, the one with a cute man bun and a sculptured well cropped dark beard. But his eyes were piercing blue. He wasn’t really looking at me; he was already scanning for items behind me.

Where I got the gumption to put my hand across the door and say, “Now hold it, I’m not Ms Hodge”, well this would have worked but my bathrobe which wasn’t tied securely in my rush, swished open with my outstreched arm and well all the three guys got a close up free lingering glimpse of my shaved private region and my fulsome tits. Nothing of a tease here, I mean I had no undies on, they got to see me starkers, intimately nuddie, all my detail.

“Oh shit” I went crossing the ties back across the bathrobe securely at my waist and lifting the corner of the garment higher across my wayward titties.

Well at least that stopped the middle guy’s diatribe. Just what is it about even the smallest unexpected peek of a woman’s body that shuts males up? Well they had got more than a peek. I mean my tits were hanging out, close to their bodies, my girly region must have had that wet look still from where I had just been playing with it.

I started to speak again, and I realised I had a captive audience, and all eyes were on me and over me. I saw the guy on the left was a bit younger with brown eyes and the guy on the right, had serpent tats on both his exposed forearms. Well it was t-shirt weather.

“I’m Phoebe Ellison and I’m currently renegotiating the lease with the owner” I started. I was sweating with the outdoor heat, so were the guys.

“Oh all well and good lady” said the dude with the man bun, “but we are coming in, we are taking the goods hired in Ms Hodge’s name away, now” Oh he looked like he wanted in, you know, in me.

I stood my ground, blocking the door, “No” I said. “You can wait till I redress.” I loved the tease. I was stalling too, bugger them, I wanted the fan, needed the fan. But I was also thinking; I needed a guy and here were three.

“No, you look fine to me…besides I think you’ll try to lock us out” His big booted foot was now strategically placed in the doorway. He wanted in alright. But what was I going to do with the other two?

I tried a different tack, “What’s say I renegotiate with the creditors on Monday, give me a break, how the hell am I supposed to cope without the fridge, the washing machine and the friggin air conditioner, in this muggy heat,come on guys”

“A bit late for that “ started their spokesman, when the quiet one, yeah it’s always the quiet one you have to be really aware of, the younger guy with the brown eyes, whispered into their leaders ear.

The dude with the man bun nodded. He turned and spoke with his hand covering his mouth to the burly guy with the tattoos. This huge guy just rubbed his hand along his chin. Christ he was big. He looked too pleased.

“Oh you want till Monday, do you, well what do have as collateral, you know surety, payment, a guarantee….something for us?” said the man bun dude.

Yeah, suddenly, I had all of it covered I realised, without having any money in the apartment, and all I had to do was uncover myself, sexual collateral, I had it, surety, well I was hoping I could guarantee that the three of them would be more than satisfied. I had three holes to fill and I’d never taken on two, let alone three guys at once.You have to start somewhere, sometime, with building the numbers in sex, I told myself. And well on a super hot day to boot.

Well repossession of some trashy white goods wasn’t on their mind and staying cool in front of the air-conditioner wasn’t on my mind as I opened my bathrobe and let it flop to the carpet and let three guys take possession of my body. The temperature on my doorstep was thermomter breaking instantly.

It was a filthy free for all. A body ruckus. A fracas of invading hands and pressing bodies. As we all melded and moulded back into the apartment, with one of the dudes closing the door behind us. It was cooler for a brief moment. Then as their invading manipulating fingers and mouths dominated my body as their clothes all came off, the room was flesh over-heated. The air-conditioner was useless under this level of skin scrutiny. I was sexually roasted, as my pussy was accosted by the guy with the snake tattoos. He was squelching the juices in and out of my pussy, so quickly. The dude with the man bun had his face buried in my tits, licking and nibbling and sucking. But the surprise was that quiet young guy, who was fingering my arsehole, assuredly, certainly and arousingly, really dirtily the prick with two of his fingers.

I was sweat lathed and glazed so quickly. There were wads of spit all over my aroused breasts as the dude massaged my melons so exquisitely intensely. Close to rough but it felt good. Yeah I was in the possession of three bad boys who were going from dirty to filthy at an express pace. The young lad was licking out my back crack. Boy could he lick. I mean his tongue was treating my pucker like it was a dribbling ice-cream on a hot day. Spit and lick. Slurp and slosh, all so warm and sweet around my rim and in my inner sensitive rawness. He was a dirty, dirty boy, down there. The big hunk with the snake tattoos was also down on his knees, licking my pussy, which he had spread indecently wide, popping out my clitty, which was as hard as a small shiny pink jelly bean, and the bastard was alternating between giving me the licking out of the century and finger friggin my sopping demanding pussy at break neck speed.

Of course I ‘came’ hard. I did a rare small fem-ejaculation squirt as the cunning prick brought my G-spot into play. Oh God, I felt good, because at the same time my arse was a soggy, pappy, and slushy opening of maxed out additional delight. I didn’t know my back door could feel as good as my primary pleasure entrance. The young guys tongue reducing my arse to flesh capitulation under his amazing ministrations.  Yet at the same time my tits weren’t denied their dues. They were fondled and kneaded like warm bakers dough. My body was trashed but I loved it.

I mean I should have had enough already, it was one of the best orgasms of my young life, but the lads were barely started. Luckily they put me on the couch because I would have collapsed on the floor. Well maybe not so lucky. I had that moment of just what the hell had I got my body into. There were three cocks suddenly all looking for a slot in my body. One came down over my face from above, and filled my mouth, nearly gagging me, it was so big and being worked in and out, near tonsil deep. I held my nerve and got in a cock stroking rhythm with my mouth and lips. It was the guy with the tats, I realised as his hands tweaked my over sensitive nipples. But it was my body being raised under my butt, and a dick spearing straight into my surprised pussy that caught me in a delirium of pleasure. My mouth was full of cock and so was my cunt, at the same time. Pleasure shards were zapping through my body everywhere. And then my over aroused arse was being finger buggered and I whimpered and moaned between a cock being jacked and jagged in and out of my mouth.

They were all too powerful and strong for me, my muscles both contracted and relaxed in my arse and pussy, I was basically rag dolled as I was lifted and one guy was under me, the young dude and he took my arse, didn’t ask, just took my arse in a thrusting way, burying his cock deep in my innards, just like that. Taking my breath away, a wincing constriction mixed with unbelievable pleasure dominated me, as he pecker power pummelled my arsehole. The guy with the man bun was suddenly poised over my body and jack hammering his cock into my pussy. And the tat dude was cramming my mouth with cock, at the same time. I finally understood the Trinity. Yeah three in one was possible and not just as a theological belief. I was finally fully consummated as a woman. All available holes filled at once. A flesh banquet for all participating males present.

My arse contracted and blazed rawness simultaneously. My pussy was over indulged in pecker. My mouth was enjoying a gob smacking treat. Cock, cock, yes triple cock. My air-tight moment. Insane body intensity. Feeling male weight pressing into me. Locked between real hard boys bodies. Pinned by cock forcefulness, over, under and above me.

With this much schlong in play something had to give and it was in the end, all four of us. My gob hole was flooded with a jizz stream, delighting my mouth, delighting the big dudes cock as he wiped his pecker along my seeking tongue. But I got lost in the powerful contractions searing through my butt, as my arse was jerked into, in a sudden rapid series of jolts and then as the young man’s cock was released, a goo stream seeped warmly out of my so happy anus. I barely had time to enjoy that before I felt the throes of a womb deep orgasm as the leader of the team well creamed my pussy and I had another soul defining climax.

My body was in the complete possession of three guys cum. My mouth a sluice of congealing pearl drops. My arse squeezing out  a trail of clammy fluid, But it was my pussy that really copiously released naturally, in its still open filled state, globs of combined male and female body juices. A tacky cum chain on my fingers, that I made them all share.

We were all a frickin soaked sweat drenched mess following amazing rich intense sex on a day that was too hot for a pissy air-conditioner to keep under control. Nothing for it but to squeeze four in the shower. Which was either my mistake or more likely my taking possession of three guys and not letting them go. I was possessed by the need for multiple cocks. Believe you me; once you have been there, there is no going back. I had had three cocks and I was having them again. Oh I had a way I realised too, to keep the bailiff at bay and all my bodily openings happy. There was no way I was paying up on Monday. I couldn’t wait already as we headed for the shower, I was having these guys now and was anticipating their banging on my door again and getting an ongoing cum workout for every single part of my body.

Express action: The Office Party

Short Story

The office party never got beyond the boring stage. They never do when senior management pretend they are just part of the team like the rest of us wage salary slaves. No share bonuses in the company for us. I think we were celebrating ten years of the international business in Sydney, so some bright spark decided it should be on the tenth floor.

My heels were killing me. I wanted a relaxing spa bath. I needed some quiet personal down time after completing a deadline review just before six. And here I was clock watching at seven-thirty, thinking a polite exit would be okay at eight. I’d call up my recent fuckbuddy about ten I was thinking, when I got my second wind.

I was drifting from group to group trying not to look obviously bored. How I ended up alone with two of the high flying young senior managers, James and Jason, yeah nearly interchangeable pricks, well it happened and they were talking shop. I thought Christ boys, at least sport or cars, or flirt with me or even be rude and see how I respond to a crass smutty joke. We could end up in a storeroom threesome. No, it was a new office layout, teams were in and hierarchy was out. Could have fooled me. I got slightly more interested as James mentioned décor and mood colours. But my eyes and the corner of my mouth really did smirk, when Jason called the process, ‘Pimping the Workplace’. My usually controlled at work dirty mind escaped like a nipple slip.

Oh I knew pimping a car from TV and the slang idea of making something cooler or better, but the grubby idea of procuring, soliciting, prostitution, a pimp living off the earnings; pimping a workplace; seriously; I imagined myself as a high class call girl working and servicing these two dudes.

My face gave me away. James suddenly realised there was a young slut under a well cut navy blue dress and I could tell he didn’t give a shit about the look of the workplace now. Jason caught up too. What is it about sexual opportunity, the glint in a woman’s eye and guys going into instant cock led overdrive?

I hadn’t realised how well located we were to get it off immediately. The cat was out of the bag or updating it,pimping the expression, my pussy was about to be knickers free. I sidled left and backwards into the photocopy room, the two guys following like puppies on a very short leash.

Sex in the photocopy room, well I’d have called it a porn fantasy myth until it happened to me. Oh, there is a hard copy of my arse printed out of the machine, but wait for it.

It was speed sex. God the door wasn’t even closed. We were in the alcove by the shredding machine. Quite apt actually. They literally shredded my dress, bra and panties off me, like roughly peeling a banana. Nothing put on their ‘bananas’ though, dirty buggers, no condoms, but I was too trash randy to care. Pregnancy precautions; always the girl and her trusty pill.

Shit I was squeezed between the pair and I loved it. Cock nuzzling into my body front and back. My tits getting sampled. My neck nibbled. My pussy fingered. My arsehole poked. My mouth caroused by tongue. Both my hands full of cock. Good sized peckers too. My earlobes licked.

Nothing planned. It all just happened. Cocks look good poking out of well cut suit pants. I was bent over by Jason to suck his rod and the smutty bugger James eased his dick straight into my pussy from behind as my head went forward sucking cock and my body went forward too, filled with cock. Then I was chasing cock forward and rocking back on cock behind me.

Geez both bastards were in me deep. They would have met in the middle of me if they could. I was a perfectly balanced conduit for cock. A double fluid channel. My mouth swamped by salvia drenched cock. My pussy juices giving James cock the ride of its life. Oh fuck I felt good, especially as he also fingered my arse.

It was all a blur of hasty action but I was aware of it all. I was a double duct of pleasure. My mouth and pussy making me so happy together. I just accepted it as stunning as they swapped over positions; my body was like a busy thoroughfare for peckers. A freeway for my growing orgasm. My entire body a transit lounge for cock.

James jagged his prick into my mouth like it was his private pleasure chute. Jason at the same time gouged his cock like a spear straight into my unexpected arse. How my rear chamber expanded so wonderfully quick to accommodate his stiff rod, I still don’t know. I realised later I was fully slut relaxed.

My arse was a canal of unrefined buggerised ecstasy as Jason creamed it. My mouth became a sluice of salvia and cum, as James emptied himself in my gob and insisted I swallow. Of course I did.

“Umm” said Jason sheepishly, “Your arse please, on the photocopy machine.”

Guys, boys, dudes; they want it all.

“Sure” I said, “Help me up.”

And there I was; my cute arse getting warm from the flashing copier light and the glass getting a good smear of my girly juices and Jason’s jizz.

“Oh press it twice more” I said.

I got off, redressed, and we all snuck out of the dying office party.

Private revelry at my place instead, starting with three in the spa bath

Can’t Take Her Anywhere

Short story

Over the years, Georgette has developed a real love of sucking cock. And the thing is that she doesn’t care when or where, as long as she gets it. She seemed to need at least three or four cocks a day, besides mine. We go shopping a lot but usually just window-shopping because of our money situation.

Georgette and I were at a mall one day and looking around. We had a little money to spend so we were each going to buy something.

I’m sure that everyone is familiar with the round racks of clothes on the sales floor of most department stores. Some are a little higher than waist high and have clothes hanging on them that goes all the way to the floor.  Well, we were in Penney’s and I was looking at stuff in the men’s department.

Even though Georgette was next to me, the several other guys that were, as usual milling around the department looking at stuff were all discretely checking her out.

Well, I don’t like to brag but Georgette is an absolute knockout with her five foot five inch tall petite body, her shoulder length kind of a strawberry blonde hair that frames her gorgeous face with its perfect alabaster complexion. There isn’t a flaw on it. I’ve seen guys stare all day into her lovely cobalt blue eyes and never get tired of looking at her beauty.

Her breasts are nothing more than average, about a thirty-six C, but like the rest of her they’re perfect too. Her lovely breasts are firm and full, the type that men are always dying to caress, squeeze and of course suck on.

Today she had on her faded Daisy-Duke cut offs and a wife-beater t-shirt, no bra and some sandals.

Sensing their interest, Georgette slowly moved away from me.

Then while we were browsing separately a couple of guys struck up a conversation with her and she pointed me out as her husband. They seemed nervous and were looking for an exit when I came over and said, “Hi.” . “Hi man,” they returned, both still nervous.

Georgette always gets really breathy and hot and her nipples got hard at just the thought of sex and she was in that condition now. Her nipples were shining like headlights. The guy and his friend stared at her and I wondering what was going on.

One tried to change the subject. He said, “I need some swim trunks but I’m not sure what size to get.”

Moving closer to him, Georgette’s hand went to his crotch. When her fingers wrapped around his cock he couldn’t move, he just froze. I could see that she was massaging his cock through his pants. After a couple minutes of fondling she said, “I bet it’s a size eight at least.”

We were near one of those round racks that had stuff hanging to the floor…trench coats I think. When Georgette started to unzip his pants the guy stammered, “What are you doing?”

“I’m going to measure you better,” she said.

“Here in the fucking store?” the guy whispered, red faced. . “Yes, right here,” chimed Georgette as she went down to her knees and backed into the clothes. With his cock still gripped in her hand, she pulled him closer.

So here he was red faced, standing close to the rack his front concealed in the clothes rack. The poor guy was awe struck; he couldn’t believe that Georgette was on her knees with his cock into her mouth.

He was silent, but his eyes were rapidly opening and closing. When they were opened, you could see them rolling in their sockets. I laughed when his friend said, “This is hot man, I can’t believe it’s happening.”

I should have warned them that my wife needed to suck at least one cock every couple of hours or so, but this was too much fun. Shaking my head, I thought to myself, I just couldn’t take her anywhere.

The guy just stood there, knees weak, holding on to the rack for support. Then he got a strange look on his face and it was obvious that he was cumming and that Georgette hidden in the clothes was slurping up his cum.

He was still holding on to the rack and managing to stand up straight when Georgette’s head popped out from between the clothes. With a big smile, she motioned the other guy to her trap.

With a big grin, he rushed forward and took up his position while his friend and I faked talking so as to not attract store personnel.

With remarkable dexterity, she started to unsnap and unzip his jeans so his enormous erection could spring free.

“Oh my god, this one is hung,” uttered Georgette lustful.

He nearly gasped out loud as Georgette started to lovingly kiss the side of his cock.

As he moaned, “Uuuugh,” in sudden pleasure, she started to lick the length of his cock with long strokes, obviously aware of and enjoying, the effect she was having on this stranger.

Her red tongue danced slowly up and down his swollen cock, teasing him, unleashing his passions.

Suddenly, boldly, Georgette encircled the head of his cock with her moist, full lips. The magnitude of the unexpected pleasure seemed to be too much for her new friend to bear. Franticly he thrust wildly with his hips, driving his shaft deep into her mouth.

Then she started working her magic on his cock with her hands and mouth. The guy almost lost his balance several times, but he hung on to the rack and stayed erect. It took over fifteen minutes for Georgette to coax his cum from the treasured cock in her mouth but finally she did, it was all he could do to hold in his moans and groans.

Then one of the salesmen came over. “So what is going on here guys?” he asked suspiciously. He couldn’t see Georgette, even though he was very close to the place where Georgette was down on her knees.

We all smiled, “Oh nothing, just talking.”

“Well, you need to move on okay, no loitering.”

Then he gave a startled look,

“What the hell?” is all he said as he looked down at Georgette lowering his zipper. “What the fuck,” he stammered, “Now, what the fuck?”

We were trying not to laugh too loud but Georgette had managed to get his cock out and was gazing, dreamlike, at his erection.

Slowly, Georgette reached for it and wrapped her fingers around it.

With hypnotic fascination she stroked it lovingly, caressing its length. After a few moments, she withdrew her hand and before he knew what was happening, she slipped his cock into her mouth. We laughed because his cock in her mouth was now keeping him quiet.

We could see him weaken as she took care of his cock.

He finally almost melted when he unloaded into her hot mouth.

Then her head poked out of the clothes, “Come on honey,” she said to me, “You need to do something about that erection too.”

I stepped up and she expertly took care of my hard cock.

And not a minute too soon.  It had been that way for well over the half hour that I’d spent watching these men get relief from her magic mouth.

She finally stood up, her shorts were soaked with her pussy juice and her wife-beater t-shirt was showing her very hard nipples and her face was flushed red from her pleasure.

As she smiled at all the guys, the salesman looked at her, and breathless said, “Damn lady, you’re hot.”

“Then I can come here anytime and shop for cock?” she asked him innocently.

“Sure,” he told her.

“Good, what days do you work?”

He told her and she said, “I’ll be back then, make sure you have lots of customers for me to suck.”

“Lady, half the fucking store employees will be here for you.”

“Great, lets go,” as she took my hand and lead me towards the exit. “I wanna go to Sears now.”   ”Okay Babe,”

As we got to the other end of the mall and we walked into the Sears, we saw immediately that they were having a big sale and that the men’s department was really busy.

Georgette’s eyes literally glazed over with lust at the sight of all those good lucking guys in one place. With a husky voice, she murmured, “See ya later,” as she hurried away towards her quarry.

“Damn,” I thought with a chuckle, “I can’t take you anywhere.”

Quick Flash

Short story

Last night was…amazing.

I’m just going to write everything down in this email because I want to record
it, but at the same time I had to share with someone just how amazing last
night was.

I think part of the reason why it was so amazing was due to the fact that it
was so spontaneous. We were just sitting there talking and then it all
just…happened.


Last night we invited Sean over for dinner. I don’t think you’ve met Sean
before. He is that neighbor who is a floor down from us. He moved to New York a
few years ago and he is trying to get into the financial industry. I think he
moved here from Kansas or something like that. I don’t really remember.

Sean is a big guy. He is taller than Adam by an inch or two and has really wide
shoulders. Once we asked him to help move some furniture upstairs and he
grabbed it like it was a toy and carried it up. It is like he is a
sophisticated farm boy. Strong, muscular, intelligent, and getting into banking.
He has brown hair and eyes. He doesn’t have the looks of a model or anything,
but he is attractive.

We’ve had Sean over before. Adam started a conversation with Sean in the lobby
one morning. It turns out they both like football and since Sean is fairly new
in town, Adam invited him over to watch the game that weekend. Sean is very,
very sweet, kind, generous and intelligent and the three of us get along very
well. I see why Sean and Adam get along so well as they are two peas from the
same pod.

It is too bad that you are married to Mr. Boring or I would TOTALLY set you up
with Sean. He is actually your type.

Speaking of sweet, Adam has been extra attentive this week. As you know, it was
our anniversary on Monday and Adam declared the entire week was my
“Anniversary week” and he has been spoiling me rotten.

So Sean comes over and he is dressed casual like we were. Everyone was wearing
jeans and I had on that cute blue blouse. I think you bought the same one in
white? Adam and Sean were wearing button down shirts. Adam’s was also blue
because he said he wanted to match what I was wearing, but Sean’s shirt was
kind of…ugly. Oh well, we will let it slide since he is single.

Anyway, Sean arrived and then we received the call that the food was ready so
Adam went downstairs to pick up the food. We ordered from my favorite little
restaurant that is around the corner. Do you remember the place that we went to
last time you were in town? I supposed it doesn’t matter. What does matter is
that while we waited for Adam I offered Sean a glass of red wine. He said he
normally didn’t drink wine and he usually has beer, but he would give it a try.
I offered to have Adam pick up some beer but after a sip of the win, Sean
politely declined, saying he enjoyed the wine more than he expected.

We had a few glasses as talked about New York and all the things we were both
trying to accomplish.

– OH! I got a promotion! I’ll tell you about that later. It is far more boring
than what happened last night and I don’t want to forget any details so I’ll
tell you about that in another email –

Sean said he was slowly working his way up the ladder but he didn’t know if New
York was for him, yada, yada, yada.

Adam came back with the food and I was grateful because I hadn’t eaten much all
day and I was already started to feel a little buzz from the wine. I think Sean
was also feeling a little more relaxed because he jokingly kissed Adam on the
cheek when he returned with the food.

My sexy husband just smiled and laughed it off, just like he always does when
one of his friends does something that makes him uncomfortable.

Well, my favorite restaurant let me down. They forgot one of our orders so we
only had food for two instead of three. Sean was very sweet and he offered to
go grab something so we could enjoy my favorite meal but we insisted he stay
and we just split up the food between the three of us. It was enough food to
satisfy our hunger but it wasn’t a huge portion. I only point it out because we
were still drinking and I think the lack of food sent us all over the edge a
little faster than it normally would have.

So we are sitting there at the table after dinner, talking and enjoying wine
and Adam gets up and lights the candles that were on the table and turns off
the lights. He then lit a few more candles around the room and said it was his
wife’s anniversary week and he wanted to make the room look romantic for me.

I had no idea that everything was going to change once the candles were lit.

We sat there enjoying our wine and everyone was getting tipsy. No one really
cared since Sean only had to walk a few flights downstairs to get to his
apartment.

Once the lights went out, the talk started to get more sexual. Adam picked up
the banana that was on the table, and while he was being silly, he jokingly
said he wanted to use it on me later that night. We were laughing and giggling
about how silly it would be to have sex with fruit. I then said, “Everyone
knows, vegetables make MUCH better lovers!” and we all laughed so, so
hard.

Sean then suggested we play a game to get to know each other better. The game
was that you could ask anyone at the table one question and they had to
answer it. Once the question was answered, the person that answered would now
became the questioner. They could then ask the other two any question that they
desired.

It started off innocently enough. How old were you when you were first kissed?
How many brothers and sisters do you have? Do you like your boss? What is the
craziest prank you ever pulled? We were asking questions and answering and
laughing hysterically at the silly stories we all had to tell.

And then, Sean looked across the table at me. His look told me the questions
were about to change.

Sean asked if I had ever kissed a woman. I admitted that I had and that I
enjoyed it. (I didn’t tell them it was you.)

I then asked Sean if he had ever kissed another man. He said, “No
way!”

Sean then looked at Adam and said, “May I give your wife a kiss, to
celebrate your anniversary? I mean, it’s really not fair that she has sitting
across from me looking gorgeous all night and I don’t get one little
kiss.” I couldn’t believe it! While Sean is very attractive, I had never
imagined me kissing him! At the same time I know Adam is not a jealous person
but how often does a man ask your husband to kiss you?!?

Adam sat there for a moment, took a sip of his wine, looked at me, smiled slyly
and said, “Yes.”

I was shocked!

Sean walked over to me and gave me a kiss! On the lips! In front of my husband!
He has soft lips and it was a very sensual kiss. Kissing another man in front
of my husband made me blush! I looked at Adam after and he just sat there,
smiling. I was afraid he was going to be mad, but it actually looked like he
was enjoying it!

It was Adam’s turn to ask a question. He put his arms on the table, leaned
forwarding and asked me, “Have you ever licked a woman’s pussy?”

He knows that I’ve been intimate with a woman, so I think he just wanted me to
tell the story in front of Sean. I again admitted that I had (I didn’t say it
was you!) and then I told them that i enjoyed it very much and I hoped one day
that I would be able to do it again. (Which reminds me, when are you coming
back to New York?)

Now it was my turn to ask a question. I was still hot and blushing from that
kiss so I was trying to think of a question that would get Adam back. I decided
to test the waters a little.

“Can Sean touch my breasts, over my shirt?” If he wanted to play the game, I
figured, let’s play. I was fully expecting him to say, “NO!” Instead, he just
stared me in the eyes, smiled, and said, “Yes.”

He called my bluff.

Sean had this look on his face like he had just won the lottery or something.
He got up from the table, walked around behind me and softly and tenderly
massaged my breasts.

My nipples were rock hard before he even touched me. His hands were warm and
strong and they massaged my 36 C’s wonderfully. It was so fucking sexy to have
another man touch my breasts while my husband watched and looked me in the
eyes.

I took a quick look down and I have to admin, my cleavage looked gorgeous as he
massaged my breasts together. I’m sure Sean was looking down and enjoying the
awesome view. Eventually, Sean stopped and went back to his chair and sat down.
“I really, really love this game,” he said softly. Adam laughed and patted him
roughly on the shoulder. I crossed my legs, trying to hide how wet I already
was.

I said to Adam in a flirty tone, “It’s your turn to ask a question.”

The game was between us and Sean was quickly becoming our pawn.

He looked down for a moment and thought, and then he slowly nodded his head. It
was as if he was having a discussion with himself.

He sat back in his chair, and put his right foot on his knee and kinda leaned
back the way he does when he is about to watch a game or a movie.

“Will you suck on Sean’s cock for three minutes while I watch?”

OH. MY. GOD!!!

I don’t know whose eyes went wider, mine or Sean’s. Sean and I looked at each
other and I then we looked at Adam. Adam sat there confidently, waiting for my
answer…and for the show to begin.

I know my husband has always had these ideas about me being with another man.
We’ve talked about it before but they were always fantasies. I never expected
anything to come of it. Adam adores me and I know it wouldn’t change our
relationship, but now that it was happening and I didn’t know if I should be
freaked out or if I should just enjoy it. Well, the wine answered for me.

“Yes.”

I slowly uncrossed my legs and stood up from my seat. My heart was pounding in
my ears and I could feel my soaked panties as I slowly walked over to Sean.

Adam slid his chair toward Sean to get a better view.

Slowly, I got down on my knees in between Sean’s legs, and watched as he
unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped them. He then leaned back and shifted his
hips toward me. Even drunk he knew that it was best for the woman to take the
next step. I pulled the waistband to his boxers and reached in. My soft
fingertips quickly found his hot, soft flesh. I grabbed his semi-erect cock
with my hand and I pulled it out.

I looked over at Adam as I slowly started to stroke another man’s cock. Adam
smiled, nodded, and with his eyes told me it would be OK. He raised his wrist.
“The three minutes doesn’t start until you put it in your mouth,” he said as he
looked at his watch.

First, I looked up at Sean and he just watched me and waited. With all eyes on
me, I leaned forward.

Softly, I kissed the tip of Sean’s cock several times. I could feel it quickly
growing in my hand and I wanted to feel it growing in my mouth instead, so I
opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around his cock. I sucked on him with long,
slow strokes, just like I do to my husband. Within seconds, I could feel him
growing in my mouth until he was rock hard.

Sean let out a moan and I could feel his ass tighten as he gave a small thrust,
wanting to be as deep as possible into my hot, wet mouth.

I shifted to my right just a little, and then while I continued to suck on
Sean, I looked over at my husband. I stared him in the eye as another man’s
cock slid back and forth over my tongue.

My clit was throbbing. I was aching to be touched.

As Adam watched he grabbed his own cock and softly massaged himself over his
jeans. The bulge in his pants was huge. It was so fucking hot to see how turned
on my husband was as he watched me, his wife, suck on another man’s cock.

I turned toward Sean and really started to suck hard and fast. I wanted to give
Adam the best show I could.

“Time’s up,” Adam said softly. I quickly turned to my left and whimpered. I
wanted more. He was smiling and pointing at his watch. I don’t know who was
more frustrated at that moment, me or Sean.

Adam held out his hand to help me to stand up. I did so slowly and then walked
back to my seat, somewhat dizzy. Sean didn’t even bother to put his erect dick
away. As I sat down his hard shaft was just there, fully erect, taunting me,
begging for me to return and finish the job.

“It’s your turn to ask a question,” Adam said softly as he stared at me.

I wiped off my mouth and pushed my hair out of my face and then looked at him.

“I want you to kiss Sean, just like you would kiss me.”

It wasn’t really a question, it was more of a demand. I wasn’t trying to be
aggressive, but I really wanted it to happen.

Again, Sean’s eyes went wide.

“For how long?” Adam asked.

“Four minutes.”

Adam looked and Sean and gave him a look as if to say, “Will you?”

Sean reached for his glass of wine, and chugged the last half. He set the glass
down on the cable and said, “I’m as straight as they come, but this is fucking
hot. I’ll try it for her,” he said as he pointed at me, “After all, it is
her anniversary week.” His cock still glistened with my saliva.

Adam chugged the last of his wine as well. “Put your dick away. No sword play.”

Sean put his cock back in his pants and they both stood up. They were very
awkward as I could tell they didn’t really want to do it, which made it hotter
for me knowing that they were only doing it for me.

Sean finally closed his eyes and said, “Do it when you’re ready.”

I unbuttoned my pants and slid my hand down my pants and softly started to rub
my clit over my panties. This was the hottest thing I had ever seen and I
couldn’t help myself. I had to touch myself.

Adam closed his eyes and leaned forward and their lips touched. Neither one
really moved. It was almost as if they were waiting for the other to take the
lead. Then, at the same time, they kissed each other softly.

OH. MY. GOD.

You have to get your husband to do this. No, never mind. You’re
husband isn’t sexy enough. (Sorry.) You have to come over and watch
my husband do this.

Watching your husband kiss another man is so, so hot. It’s dirty and taboo and
sexy and I’m so, so wet even as I write this as I think of Adam kissing another
man’s lips. I can barely think, much less type.

The two of them embraced each other and they started to kiss a little more,
trying to feel each other out. And then I saw it. I saw them kiss with their
tongues. I nearly came.

I slide my hand into my panties and I started to massage my aching clit as my
husband’s tongue slid over Sean’s. When I saw my husbands moaned, I slid a
finger into my pussy. I watched the two of them kiss slowly, tenderly, and
passionately.

When Adam put his hand behind Sean’s head, I let out a moan. I was aching to be
fucked hard and fast after watching all of this. I let out another moan when I
looked down and saw both of their cocks were bulging in their pants.

Then, the two of them stepped back and Sean exhaled and said, “That was about
four minutes, don’t you think?” I think they were both embarrassed that they
liked it.

They both looked over at me and I could stop fingering myself.

Adam said, “It’s my turn to ask a question,” and he walked over to me and
walked around to my right. He grabbed my hand and softly pulled it out of my
pants and held my hand in the air. “Sean, will you suck my wife’s pussy juice
off of her fingers?”

Sean walked over to my left, softly grabbed my hand and placed my fingers in
his mouth. His tongue slid over and around each finger and he sensually sucked
on each one. He moaned as the taste of me caressed his taste buds.

I turned to my right to face my husband and we kissed sensually. I could taste
Sean’s wine on Adam’s tongue and I thought I was going to cum instantly. While
Adam’s tongue slid over my tongue, Sean’s tongue slid over my fingers.

Sean stopped and said, “It’s my turn to ask a question. Can I lick your wife’s
sweet pussy as she sucks on your big, hard cock?”

Adam didn’t answer. He just walked over to the table and with his arm, swiped
everything that was on the table onto the floor with a huge crash! He then
walked behind me and grabbed me under my arms, and Sean grabbed my legs. The
two of them lifted me up onto the table and placed me down and then they paused
and looked at me, panting. My legs were bent and spread with my heels on the
edge of the table. I arched my back, whimpered, and started to pull at my
clothes. My two sexy men pounced on me and started to undress me furiously. I
loved having four hands grab and pull on me all at once. Adam ripped open my
blouse and the buttons went flying everywhere. Sean unbuttoned and unzipped my
jeans and pulled down my jeans and panties off together and I saw them fly them
across the room. Adam didn’t unclasp my bra, he just pulled it up and over my
head and that went flying too. Within three seconds I was completely nude,
laying on the kitchen table with my legs spread, writhing and waiting to be
touched more.

It only took another three seconds for both of them to be nude too. I watched
Sean’s face come between my legs and then Adam turned my face toward him.

Sean’s lips kissed my pussy lips at the same time my lips wrapped around Adam’s
hot cock. And the;l;saKLFN/ ;aks;falsdnf;a,mds,./‘

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OH! MY! GOD! FUCK!

I just had a very, very intense orgasm as I was typing this. I wasn’t even
touching my pussy! Holy shit, I’m so dizzy and I can only hear a ringing in my
ears.

SHIT! I’m an hour late for work! Do you want me to finish this in another
email?


YES! YES! YES! Continue!

You’re such a tease! I’m sitting here with my pussy all wet and you have to
leave for work? You should have called in sick and CALLED ME to tell me every
detail! Now I’m sitting at my desk and I may just have to go to the restroom
and get some relief!

I was planning to come to New York in June, but after reading your email, I’m
trying to find a flight for next week. Maybe the four of us can have some fun?
(I know I’m married but I haven’t had sex in TWO YEARS!)


From: Adam &
Jennifer Quick

Sent: April
12, 2013 10:42 AM

To: Katherine

Subject: Re:
Last Night Was AMAZING!

Yes, next week would be just fine. I’m sure after last night, Adam and Sean
would be into just about anything. Two years? That is insane.

Let’s see, where did I leave off…

So Adam and Sean had just lifted me onto the table and ripped off all my
clothes. It is was so hot and sexy to have four hands on me, undressing me so
quickly. As soon as they had undressed, they just kinda stood there, taking me
all in. It’s like they were standing in front of a buffet and they didn’t know
where to begin. Then, all of a sudden they both dove in to devour me!

I saw Sean’s face headed toward my pussy and Adam moved my face to the side. As
soon as Adam’s cock slid into my mouth, Sean’s tongue slid over my slit. I
moaned loudly.

It was all so surreal. When Adam suggested we invite Sean for dinner, I had no
idea I was going to become dessert. I’m still having a hard time processing it
all. I’m just going to do my best to write down all the details for you.

Sean knows how to lick a pussy. He never rushed, even though we were all losing
our minds with lust. He licked and kissed softly from my left thigh to my slit,
and then he went back and softly kissed and licked and nibbled from my right
thigh to my slit. He was teasing me and it was driving me crazy.

The entire time, Adam just slowly slid his hot, hard cock in and out of my
mouth. He tenderly moved my hair away from my face so he could watch himself
disappear into my mouth. I looked up at Adam and he was watching Sean lick me.

Oh God…my panties are already soaked and I’ve only written a few paragraphs.
Thankfully my boss called in sick today. Hopefully no one else will come in
here because I know I’m flushed.

Sean slid his tongue into my slit and licked all the way up and then very, very
softly licked my clit. I moaned loudly with Adam’s cock in my mouth. I started
to suck on him faster and harder. I was really trying to take my time but there
was no way. It is SO hard to suck on a cock slowly when there is a hot tongue
on your clit.

Sean continued to softly lick and suck on my clit, getting progressively more
aggressive. My legs were starting to twitch whenever his tongue flicked my
clit, which was becoming more often. I couldn’t suck on Adam at this point. I grabbed
his hot shaft and tried my best to stroke him while I was writhing around on
the table.

I looked up at Adam with desperation in my eyes. “Adam, will you please put
Sean’s cock into your wife?”

The look Adam gave me was…hard to describe. Lust, pleasure, fantasy come true?
He just gave me this look and then leaned over and kissed me in a very, very
passionate, intense way.

“Yes my love. I want you to know I love you with all my heart.”

Sean finally stopped licking my pussy and he stood up. He hooked my thighs with
his strong arms and pulled me down to the edge of the table. He then positioned
himself in front of me. I sat up and rested on my elbows. I wanted to see.

Adam walked over to Sean and without looking at each other, he put his right
hand on my thigh and pulled my leg to spread my legs further apart, and with
his left hand he grabbed Sean’s rock hard cock and guided it toward my pussy.

Sean thrust forward a little and Adam moved his cock up and down against my
slit to get the tip of Sean’s raging hard on wet, and then Adam placed Sean at
the opening of my pussy. He then reach around and pushed Sean’s lower back to
push him into me.

HOLY. FUCK.

Having your husband shove another man into you is…fucking sexy.

I was so wet that Sean penetrated me and slowly filled me with one long, slow
thrust.

My toes curled. I only remember because Adam started to kiss my toes as Sean
started to slide in and out of me.

As you know, every man has a different rhythm and a different style when they
fuck you. Because Adam is my husband we often make love missionary style
because we both love to kiss so much. It is intimate and passionate.

Sean was fucking me. It was rougher and more aggressive. His cock was also different
from Adam’s. He was longer but thinner so his thrusts were longer and we seemed
to crash into one another on each and every thrust.

I had to lay back on the table because his thrusts were hurting my elbows.

“My turn,” Adam said.

Sean pulled out slowly and then Adam stood between my legs. He slid himself
into me with a slow thrust, only to coat his cock with my pussy juices. He
started to ram me almost as hard as Sean was.

I sat up and grabbed the back of his neck. I had to kiss him. Our kiss was
sloppy because he wouldn’t stop thrusting. I laid back down and closed my eyes.

He pulled out and stepped to the side. Sean moved over, put himself into me and
started to pound me. They didn’t have to talk, they were a team and they knew
exactly what they wanted to do to me.

Adam walked over next to me and started to suck and massage my breasts, and
then kissed me passionately. Having Adam kiss me while another man fucked
me…well…I had to ask another question.

“I’m going to cum. Will you suck my cum off Sean’s cock?”

Adam paused and looked into my eyes. He didn’t want a cock in his mouth. He had
always told me that in the past. He always wanted to watch me fuck a man but he
didn’t want to get involved. He always said he just wanted to watch.

Adam looked me in the eyes, “Yes.”

I came instantly. Knowing that he would do what he absolutely hated for me was
so erotic. I couldn’t hold back my orgasm and I had one of the most intense
orgasms of my life. I came so hard that Sean grabbed me behind my neck and
thrust in harder, just to stay inside of me.

Adam got on his knees and held my hand. He wasn’t going to go to Sean, Sean was
going to have to come to him for this. Sean walked over and I could see my
creamy cum all over his rock hard cock. Adam grabbed Sean’s cock and took a few
breaths. He shook his head, struggling with what he was going to do. He looked
up at Sean.

“Don’t thrust or grab my head or any shit like that.”

Adam looked at me and said, “I love you and I’m doing this for you,” and then
he turned and took Sean into his mouth.

OH. MY. GOD.

My hot, sexy, manly husband was sucking my cum off another man’s cock.

FUCK. I’ll BRB


Sorry, I had to go to the restroom and cum. Geez. Just
thinking about last night gets me so hot. I had to stop or I was going to cum
right here in my cubicle, just like I did this morning. I don’t need my
co-workers listening to me cum.

OK, let’s see…

So Adam sucked on Sean for a just long enough to get all my cum off of his
dick, and then he immediately stood up and kissed me again. The taste of Adam,
Sean, and my cum all mixed on my tongue…aaaand my panties are soaked again.

“It’s your turn to suck his cock,” Adam said. This wasn’t the sweet Adam, this
was the primal Adam. The switch was flipped and now Adam was the intense fucking
Adam.

Adam went down between my legs and Sean moved toward my face. The two of them
flipped me over awkwardly. I was still laying on the table, but the corner of
the table was across my stomach. My breasts were dangling off the table. I had
to grab Sean’s cock for balance. Adam moved my left leg up on the table
and   my right foot was on the floor.

Adam then shoved his rock hard cock into me and he grabbed my waist tightly and
started to slam into me. His balls were slapping my clit, and my breasts bounced
with every thrust. It took a few sucks but soon we were all in the same rhythm,
and each thrust from Adam would help me suck on Adam.

It felt like we were in this position for an hour, but I know it was much less
than that. It was just so perfect. Symbiotic. Three people moving as one. My
husband’s hot cock slamming into my pussy and Sean’s hot cock tapping the back
of my throat. What more could a woman want?

Then, in almost an instant, Adam grabbed me by the hair, shoulders, and arms,
and pulled me all the way up until I was standing with my back to his chest. We
were both sweaty and our hot skin become one when we came together. I could
feel his wet shaft pressed up against my ass. His hands were all over my tits.

“You like two cocks in you, don’t you slut?” Adam said in his sex voice. When
Adam gets really turned on, his voice drops and he almost growls as he speaks.
That’s when he really starts to talk dirty. I call it his sex voice and it
turns me on!

I didn’t even have a chance to answer.

“Sean, sit on the couch,” Adam ordered.

Sean was having the night of his life so of course he listened.

Adam’s hands were like magnets all over my skin. He couldn’t get enough of me
at that moment. He then reach up, grabbed me by the hair and walked me over to
Sean.

Adam’s lips grazed my ear and he said, “You climb up on him and make his cock
feel amazing, you gorgeous whore.”

How could I resist? I climbed up on Sean and straddled him. I positioned his
cock on my pussy and lowered myself onto him, letting him fill me again. I
started to ride him slowly, concentrating on my movements. I wanted my husband
to be pleased with me. I wanted to make Sean’s cock feel amazing.

I grabbed the back of the couch and started to ride a little faster. I looked
over my right shoulder but I didn’t see Adam. I assumed he had been watching
all this time. I turned back toward Sean when he took my left nipple into his
mouth. I pulled him close to me and continued to let his awesome cock slide in
and out of me.

Adam walked back into the room. I noticed him but I didn’t turn around. I
didn’t want deprive Sean from sucking on my soft, warm breasts and hard
nipples. Adam slapped my ass several times, causing me to clench around Sean. I let
out a groaning grunt as the spanking made me grind down on Sean with an
intensity that I had not had before. The grinding made my clit rub up against
Sean which then drove me even madder with desire. I was ready to cum again, but
the spanking stopped.

I again looked over my shoulder at Adam and I noticed he was rubbing something
on his dick.

I suddenly realized what Adam was about to do. I heard the bottle of lube snap
closed and I started to grind Sean even harder, knowing what was coming.

Adam and I have anal sex often. At least once a week. I love the way it feels
and he enjoys doing it. There are even nights when he will cum once in my
pussy, and then quickly turn me over and before he has a chance to get soft, he
is shoving himself into my ass. The tightness around his cock keeps him hard
and he can cum again after a few minutes of fucking me in my tight little ass.

He was about to fuck my ass while I rode Sean.

Adam’s strong hand pushed on my back and my hot breasts pressed against Sean. I
kissed Sean’s neck and lift my ass as much as possible without having Sean slip
out of me, and then I waited with anticipation. Sean’s hands reached down and
spread my ass cheeks apart. I loved how Adam and Sean were a team and how they
knew what the other one was thinking and helped one another. There was so few
words that were spoken last night. It was all fluid and intuitive.

I felt the tip of Adam’s cock press up against my asshole, and I softly bit on
Sean’s shoulder. Adam grabbed my shoulders and leaned forward, his cock
steadily pressing against me. I relaxed as much as possible and slowly I felt
the tip of his cock push into me. I let out a scream as the tip of his cock
popped inside of me.

Starring Sean in the eye, I moaned, “All the way in Adam. Fuck my ass.”

I wanted to feel both of them inside of me at the same time, and I wanted to
cum with them. I let out a loud moan as Adam shoved himself into me with each
thrust.

The pleasure and the pain swirled inside of me like a tornado. My moans quickly
turned to yells as I could feel Adam and Sean’s cocks moving inside of me at
different speeds. Adam was thrusting in deep and hard and Sean was thrusting
slow and shallow because he was trapped underneath me. I could feel his breath
all over my neck and his hands still grabbed my ass, trying to move me up and
down on his cock.

Adam was thrusting so hard and the pain was so intense that my arms collapsed
and I crumpled on top of Sean’s sweaty body. I was a slutty rag doll and I
loved it.

I had been fighting back the orgasm since Adam entered my ass and now I needed
relief. My orgasm continued to build, and build. I could tell it was going to
be insane.

“Cum…I want both of…your cum in me,” I struggled to say as I was getting
pounded. Right away I heard Adam start to grunt and groan, and then immediately
after I heard Sean groan underneath me. I could feel both of their cocks start
to swell inside of me. Adam pounded me hard several more times and then
everything slowed down.

Sean’s let out a groan as his hot cum shot deep into my pussy, which caused me
to immediately start to cum as soon as I felt it flood into me. I came so hard
that my legs kinda locked up and I almost pushed myself off of Sean, but then
Adam then started to cum into my ass and he shoved me back down onto Sean. I
was pinned and I was having the most intense orgasm of my life. We were
screaming and cumming and gasping for breath. Their hands were tight on me as
they continued to shove their cum as deep into me as possible.

As soon as it was over, Adam collapsed on my back, which pushed my lips close
to Sean. I instinctively started to kiss him, looking to be intimate and touch
anyone and everyone.

Imagine my surprise when Adam leaned up and joined in! The three of us were
kissing and tonguing each other. It was so fucking hot!

We fell asleep on the floor, next to the couch, too drunk and tired to make it
to the bedroom. I spooned Sean and Adam spooned me. Before I fell asleep, Sean
reached back and put his hand on my hip. I put my hand on his and Adam put his
hand on mine. It was complete perfection.

So that was my amazing night last night. I’m going to run to the restroom so I
can cum again. I’ve been at the office three hours and I haven’t done a damn
thing but write this email

Please, email me when you have the flight information available. I can’t wait
to see you so WE can make some more AMAZING nights.

Page Seven

Short Story

“I don’t understand,” Heather said after I drew
her into my bedroom and thrust several pages of a story into her hands.

“Just read,” I encouraged her as I locked my
bedroom door behind her.  “I post stories like these at a website on
the internet.  Is it good or not is what I’m asking.”

She appeared confused.  “I don’t understand.”

“Maybe you will after you read it,” I reassured
her with a hopeful sensation in my heart.

I’d been very attracted to my sister and wanted her to know
how I felt.  This was the best way I knew how, to share with her my
passion for erotic writing.  It was a long-shot at best, I knew, but if I
could get her to read one of my stories then maybe, just maybe, it might get
her turned on enough to realize what it was that I really wanted from her.

At my insistence she laid down and got comfortable on my
bed, placing two pillows behind her head so that her upper torso was partially
inclined.  I sat on the bed beside her and watched as she read the story
I’d written.  It was about two cousins who did sexual things with each
other.  I was expecting either utter disgust or, possibly, arousal. 
Although I hadn’t entirely counted on what would happen.

The first couple of pages set the scene and developed the
characters, so I wasn’t surprised that there wasn’t much reaction.  But
then, as she got into the action, I observed her legs as they started to
squeeze together as her body got aroused from the words I’d written.  She
looked up from the pages and into my eyes several times, registering shock but
also something else.

Shayne was lying down on a beach chair as she looked up and
watched her first cousin Dale getting undressed.  They’d known each other
for as long as she could remember, but this time he looked… different. 
Amazingly handsome with his chiseled face and closely cropped black hair. 
And his dazzling hazel eyes were to die for.  Either he’d recently changed,
or maybe she was just seeing him differently.

When he took his shirt off and he revealed his muscular
chest she was beyond impressed.  A slight gasp that he failed to notice
escaped her lips as she drank in his manly appearance.  Shayne couldn’t get
enough of him.  When he loosened his pants she felt a tingling between her
thighs and both nipples grew taut as she imagined him undressing, not to swim
but for her.

Then the pants came off and she admired his muscular
legs.  His was wearing a tiny tight red swimming suit, the kind those
Olympians wore, and she could see his profoundly male package tucked tightly
inside.  It was impossible for her not to stare at the most beautiful
thing she’d ever laid her eyes on.  The already-hard nipples started to throb
and the growing warmth in her loins intensified.

“Stop staring,” she complained.  “Lay
down beside me,” she suggested as she patted the mattress to her right
side as she scooted over a little to make room.

I’d never been so close to my older sister as I nervously
accepted her invitation.  I was eighteen, a high school senior, and she
was twenty one, nearly a community college graduate.  Heather was gorgeous
in my eyes.  She had long, shiny dark hair, dreamy gray eyes, a cute face,
and a slender body with curves in all the right places.  Her boobs weren’t
big but from what I could see, those bumps under her shirt were very nice

“You really wrote this?” she asked at one point as
she turned to page four.

I grinned.  “Yeah, why?”

Her shoulders shrugged.  “It surprises me is
all.  I’ve always known that you were book-smart but I didn’t realize you
could write this well.  But at the same time it’s really naughty.  I
mean dirty even.  But in a good way.”

I offered, “There’s a lot of things you don’t know
about me."  I wanted to tell her that I was in love with her, that I
wanted to do sexual things with her like the characters in my story, but I
didn’t have the courage to make such a huge confession at that moment.

She glanced over at me with her gray eyes looking so
alluring.  "How do you even know about this stuff?  Have you
even been with a girl before?”

Her words ruffled my feathers.  “You don’t have to
be with a girl to imagine what it’s like,” I told her.  “It’s
just a story.”

“Are you Dale?  And am I Shayne?” she
wondered.

“It’s just a story!” I said defensively as I felt
my face turning hot with embarrassment.  “Look, never
mind!"  As I reached for the pages she turned away from me and kept
on reading.

"Chill,” she told me.  “Let me read it
and I’ll tell you what I think, okay?”

Heather rolled over onto her side facing away from me. 
I couldn’t help but to admire her lithe body which was dressed in a tight white
top and a short denim skirt.  This left her bare, shapely legs mostly
exposed, which I shamelessly gazed at.  The sight of her soon had my balls
tingling with excitement.

I joined Dale in the pool.  It was innocent enough to
start with.  I caught him looking at me a few times, and to be fair he
caught me gawking at him on more than one occasion.  He was such a hunk I
couldn’t keep my eyes off of him.

After a little while he turned playful and chased me around
the pool.  When his hands grabbed at me I felt them brushing over my
boobs, but to be honest I didn’t mind.  He apologized the first few times but
when he noticed I wasn’t offended, the brief caresses turned into firm squeezes
during which he captured my perky swells in his hands and he gave them an
intentional mauling.

I allowed it of course, and then turned the tables on
him.  I turned into the aggressor and chased him, my hands feeling up his
hard chest and leg muscles, then finally grasping his crotch and giving his
enlarging cock nice squeezes.   I couldn’t believe that I had the
courage to do it, but once I did it sure was a sexy, exhilarating
experience.   

I peeked over Shayne’s side several times and could see the
bulge of her taut nipples through her tight top and knew she was getting turned
on.  Her legs shifted several times, rubbing together, another indication
in my mind that she was liking my erotic story.

I couldn’t help myself as I spooned her, my right hand
caressing her bare top thigh.  It was so nice and smooth as my fingers ran
over the silky skin.

“What are you doing, you pervert?” she complained,
but when I didn’t stop she didn’t say or do anything else, which I took as
acceptance.

I should’ve known what was coming next.  He started to
chase me again, and the back of my bikini top mysteriously came undone.  I
shrieked as I laughed and held the cups to my boobs.  He stood there
looking at me as I stood there, feeling very awkward and naked, looking right
back at me.  He expected me to be mad but instead I flashed him a sexy
grin and let the top fall off.

Dale’s eyes widened as he looked at my bare boobs for the
first time, the dark pink nipples swollen and aching.  He gazed at me for
several moments until I started chasing him.  Somehow in the fray his
swimming suit got pulled down, he squeezed on my tits and pinched on the
nipples, and I finally got both my hands around his stiffening cock.

I kept on stroking her shapely leg from the knee to the
bottom edge of her skirt, up and down, down and up  In my mind she was
enjoying it as much, or even more, than I was.   My cock was pretty
hard by this time and I made sure she knew it as I pushed my crotch against her
lower back.  The insistent throbbing of my erection pulsed as it pressed
upon her.

I expected my sister to get mad and leave, or at least to
swat at me, but Heather did neither.  We both knew that it was my cock
that was rubbing along her lower spine as it completed its expansion.

Her lack of resistance is what gave me the courage to move
my gently massaging fingers under the skirt.  They kept to her upper thigh
and only flirted with the edge of her panties on occasion.  I felt her
body quivering against mine and heard an occasional gasp, in particular when my
longest middle finger ran down along the edge of her panties.

“We’re only kidding ourselves you know,” Dale told
her.

I looked at him with an expression of confusion written
across my face.  “Huh?”

He smiled warmly as he closed the distance between us.

“I want you and you want me,” he said. 
“It’s as plain as day.  Lose the bikini bottoms and we can have some
real fun.”

“No, I can’t,” I complained in an embarrassed
whisper.  “We can’t.  We’re not supposed to do such
things.”

His grin widened.  “Of course we’re not supposed
to.  Makes it all the more appealing, doesn’t it?  Crossing that line
in your parent’s pool in their back yard?”

I was confused.  My body wanted to, but at the same
time there was an emotional conflict beneath the surface.

I knew where Heather was in the story and I gently moved the
tips of my fingers to the edge of her panties, repeatedly stroking that line,
teasing her, teasing myself.  I was so hard and my sister knew it because
she could feel my rigid cock pressing against her lower back.

When she turned the page she realized the story had come to
an unexpected end.

She turned to look at me with a desperate expression in her
eyes.  “Where’s page seven?”

“I haven’t got that far,” I returned.

Just like in my carefully crafted story, my sister and I
were pretending.  I had my right hand underneath her skirt stroking the
edge of her panties where her right upper thigh joined with the rest of her
body. 

My older sister didn’t protest and I pretended that I wasn’t
doing anything out of the ordinary.  But we both knew different.  I
could tell she was enjoying the naughty caresses by the way her nicely scented,
shapely body shuddered in delight.  My fingers also felt her growing
feminine heat which was impossible for her to disguise or deny.  I knew
that this was my time.

Afraid this time might not ever happen again I made my
move.  At once I pulled her toward me, pressed my open mouth against those
amazing glossy lips, and plunged my hand down the front of her panties.

“No, we can’t do this,” she told me, yet at the
same time her body melted against mine.  “No Glen, please stop. 
This is wrong.”

Yet at the same time as she expressed those words, she was
also breathless and quivering and made no move to forcibly push me away. 
She knew as well as I did that we both wanted this to happen, as forbidden as
it was.  Maybe at the core that was why we both wanted this to happen.

Despite her initial reluctance Heather’s legs widened in
acceptance of this inevitable act.  The fingers of my right hand began to
explore her pussy as several fingers moved within the hot, juicy slit and felt
around her amazing sex.  I felt the wetness clinging to my fingers as they
felt all parts of her.  When a middle finger found the small bump of her
clit my sister sharply breathed in and cried out.

“Right there, touch me there,” she directed, which
I was more than happy to do.

“Okay,” I agreed.  “Just take your top
off.”

Heather hesitated at first but then quickly pulled it
off.  As my left arm coiled around her neck my mouth closed in on the
closest tit, which I excitedly licked and sucked on before zeroing in on the
tight nipple.  Her hands moved around the back of my head and her amazing
body started shaking as my lips and tongue devoured the hardened tip.

“This is so wrong, you’re my younger brother,” she
kept repeating in an anguished whisper, but in my mind it couldn’t be any more
right.  I wanted her with all of my soul, and now it was finally
happening, even though Heather might not be so certain about it.  But her
body sure knew it was right.

My older sister wasn’t any virgin, I knew that
already.  But it had been a while since she’d had a boyfriend and she was
way oversexed and unable to handle such a long dry spell.  My strategy of
getting her turned on with a hot story, then following it up with sex, seemed
to be working.  And my stiff cock, which had never known the pleasure of
intimacy with the opposite sex, was about to find out.

“Undo my pants,” I told her.  “I’m so
big and hard.”

“Suck on my clit first,” my sister
countered.  “Your dick won’t last long enough.  Get me off first
then I’ll get you off.”

She placed her hands on my shoulders and applied downward
pressure.  Then they moved to my head so that she could direct my oral
ministrations.  My lips applied kisses to her flat tummy on my way down,
then I settled between her widely parted legs and got an eyeful of the first
pussy I’d ever laid my eyes on.

As she pulled the lips apart I gazed at the most amazing
view.  It was a bright pink and all shiny with her wetness.  My eyes
inspected the velvety folds and the smoothness of the slit.  There was no
mistaking the bud of her clit, which I then focused on.  As I placed my
hands on her upper, inner thighs that were quivering, my lips took in the
bundle of nerves as my tongue lay siege.

“Oh yes!” her faltering voice cried out as her
body violently jerked.  “Yeah, suck on it.”

Despite the fact that I had no idea what I was doing, my
lips caressed and tongue licked at her clit just as she’d asked me to. 
Her hands guided my mouth to where she wanted me to focus my efforts and I did
the best that I could.  Apparently it was good enough because before long
her body was shuddering and wildly bucking. 

Her pussy juice tasted much different.  Instead of
sweet as I’d anticipated, it was tart, tangy even.  The way she moved her
hips and pelvis smeared it all over my cheeks and chin as I did my best to keep
my mouth fixed to a moving target.

On my own, without even it being suggested to me, the
fingers of my right hand moved to her cunt.  At first one, and then two
middle fingers pushed into her wet opening.  My sister sure seemed to like
it as I pumped them rapidly in and out of her.  I was so turned on by her
reaction that my mouth devoured her clit faster and harder than before. 
It really had her gorgeous body squirming like nothing else.

“Oh god.  Yes.  Oh yes!” her voice
breathlessly cried out.

Her hands tightly grasped the back of my head as she rubbed
her clit against my mouth very fast in a grinding motion.  Her movements
turned frantic for the last few moments as she rapidly moaned.  Then her
body went rigid, and a second later began bucking in uncontrollable spasms of
her ecstasy.  A flood of juice surrounded my thrusting fingers as she
savored her orgasm.  At the end her body went limp.

I returned to her side and gazed at her lovely face. 
It was reddened and sweaty from the exertion.  When her eyes opened she
smiled at me sweetly.

“I really needed that,” she sheepishly
admitted.  “You ever been with a girl before?”

I honestly shook my head.

“I doubt you’ll last long enough to get me off, which
is why I wanted you to get me off first,” she explained as she got up on
her knees and began loosening my pants and tugged them, along with my
underpants, down my legs.  “But it sure would be nice if you could. 
Can you do that for your sister?”

“I’ll try,” I told her.

She chuckled.  “That’s all a girl can ask.  I
don’t suppose you happen to have any protection, do you?”

I smiled, reached into my nightstand drawer and pulled out a
ribbed condom that my dad had given to me when we had the sex talk a while
ago.  Heather smiled down at me, gave my lips a brief kiss, then tore into
the package.  Seconds later her fingers were wrapping it around my
erection.  Somehow I didn’t think my dad ever dreamed that the condom
would be used with my older sister.

“I’ve only done this with one other guy, so count
yourself lucky,” she said as she straddled my crotch and guided our bodies
together.  “And don’t expect this again.  We shouldn’t be doing
this, any of this.  It’s so wrong.  Me doing it with you, it’s like
me and dad doing it.  It’s just not right.”

“It feels right to me,” I couldn’t help but tell
her.

She rolled her eyes as her head shook.  “Yeah, you
and the other guy I’ve been with have told me the very same thing.  Enjoy
the ride.”

It felt wonderful when I felt my rigid cock sliding inside
of my older sister’s pussy.  Even wrapped inside of a condom my hardness
felt the wet heat of her body as it surrounded me.  I instantly gripped
the top of her shoulders and started fucking her tight cunt, ramming upwards
into her.  Heather’s cries filled the room as my heavy breaths merged with
the noises she was making.

“Don’t cum too quick,” she anxiously pleaded with
me.

Her body was making urgent movements as I fucked her cunt
with all the energy I had.  To say that she felt amazing would’ve been a
huge understatement.  I never knew anything could feel so incredible as
this.  I kept pounding my dick into her over and over.  At one point
my hands left her shoulders and moved to her awesome tits, filling my palms
with them, thumbs rubbing over the erect nipples.

“Oh!” her sweet, breathless voice repeatedly cried
out.

My balls were on fire, literally.  I’d never been
inside a girl before, much less the older sister that I obsessed over in
secret.  Her pussy was so nice, tight, and wet.  There was nothing
that I wanted to do than to spill the beans right then and there, but something
told me if I could hold off for just a little longer then I could benefit

“Don’t lose it!” my older sister cried out as she
frantically impaled her pussy against my cock repeatedly, her motions and cries
working themselves into a tizzy.

I was in heaven as I enjoyed the tremendous tingling
sensations of pleasure as her cunt gripped me like a glove two sizes too
small.  And at the same time my hands were all over her gorgeous tits and
hard nipples, squeezing on the firm swells to my heart’s content.

“Please don’t cum yet, I’m almost there,” her
words were urgently spoken.

My older sister Heather was all hot and sweaty as she rode
my granite-hard cock for all she was worth.  Her cries of delight echoed
off the walls as I kept drilling her tight, hot pussy again and again.  I
was on the verge of cumming but I held off and kept pounding into her sweet
meat as my balls ached for release.

“Oh yes!” she breathlessly cried out as
perspiration rolled down her silky skin and I kept mauling her luscious tits
with wild abandon.

And then I finally knew what it was like to be inside a girl
when she reached orgasm.  Her pussy clenched around my cock as her sex
flooded with fresh juice.  As her body went wild on top of me, going rigid
then convulsing, my balls gave in.

I clenched hard before my tingling balls released their
contents in powerful streams of cum that were captured in the tip of the condom
that my sister had wrapped around me.  I kept pumping hard for as long as
the pleasure-filled spasms of ecstasy lasted.

But even when it was over, it wasn’t over.  I didn’t
want it to end, not ever. Despite my spent cock starting to wither I shifted my
body lower and went down on her again.  Her tangy pussy was really soaked
now.  After pushing the outer folds apart my lips attacked her clit. 
Unlike earlier I was now filled with confidence and her sharp cries of
surprised delight were all the more reassuring.

This time I relished the tart flavor of my older sister’s
pussy as I devoured her with wild abandon.  Two fingers stroked her tight
hole as I licked and suckled on the tiny bud.  She was beside herself as
her slender, shapely body shuddered in sheer pleasure.  I didn’t give
Heather a moment to catch her breath as I feasted on her succulent center, all
the while immersing myself in her oozing nectar like a pig in mud.

She was quickly overwhelmed by the powerful sensations of
building ecstasy.  “Yes.  Oh god, that feels great!”

I maintained the systematic mauling of her clit and the
thrusting of two fingers into her juicy hole until her cries grew louder and
that sweet body clenched tightly in orgasm.  Then she started wildly
bucking as the climax played out.  I didn’t let up until her sweaty body
relaxed with a contented sigh.

She reached down and pulled the used condom off my dick and
flung it across the room onto the carpeted floor.

Heather kissed my lips and with a sexy smile on her lovely
face she suggested, “Get some more of those and maybe this won’t be the
last time.”

Then my sister did something I never expected.  As she
knelt on the bed her face rubbed against my soft, cum-soaked cock.  Her
cheeks, chin, and finally her lips pressed upon my limp penis and sated
balls.  The more she did, life started returning to my dick.  She
glanced up into my eyes and growled like a sexy, tempting tigress just before
her mouth took my small cock inside, which she sucked and hungrily licked on.

It didn’t take long before my older sister’s hot, attentive
mouth had my dick growing again.  My hands reached down, fingers entwining
in her silky-soft hair at the back of her head as my hips instinctively began
pumping my cock between her tightly compressed lips.  It felt wonderful,
almost beyond human comprehension.

A couple of times her mouth pulled off my now-fully-erect
penis and she suckled my balls one at a time.  This was nice, but when her
lips returned to my stiff cock and surrounded it again I breathed a sigh of
wondrous relief as I resumed fucking her amazing mouth and throat.

I felt no need to hold back and so as my balls started
tingling with arousal I gave in.  My thrusting motions became urgent at
the end.  The pleasure overtook me and before I knew it my balls unleashed
their load.

As I pounded into my sister’s mouth I started ejaculating
rapid streams of thick, hot semen.  The fact that my sister would do such
a thing at all was incredible enough, but then to watch her swallow it all down
was even more surprising.  Surprising in an extremely nice
way.   And I sure wasn’t complaining.  Not at all.

Afterwards she returned to my side where we lay in silence
for a little while.

“That was nice,” she decided.

I turned and looked her in the eyes.  “That was
awesome.  Did you mean what you said?”

“Did I mean what?” she asked uncertainly.

“That if I buy a box of rubbers that this won’t be our
last time?”

And it wasn’t.  Not by a long shot.  Even when she
found another boyfriend we still went at it like a couple of crazed
lovers.  Even after I found a girlfriend we never stopped.  Nor even
her eventual marriage slowed us down, nor mine.

Maybe it was too convenient living under the same
roof.  Or maybe it was because we loved each other as much or even more
than the others sharing our lives.

No matter the reason, my older sister is the woman I’ll
always be in love with.  And she’ll always be in love with me.  And
we’ll always share our bodies with one another… as long as I have a condom in
my drawer.

Mother Came Too

Short story

As my taxi pulled up behind a
strange car on my drive, I could hear loud ‘boom-banga-bang’ music
coming from my 16-year-old daughters’ bedroom.

“Kids? What can you
do?” the taxi driver laughed as I gave him his fare. He was correct. Since
my divorce two years ago; Kylie had become a ‘wild child’ and a brat! She
dressed in short skirts, tight tops, and she showed too much leg and cleavage,
for a girl of her age. In the last year, she had started going to pubs, in
town, with her friend Candice. On Fridays and Saturdays they would arrive home
at 1 or 2 o’clock in the morning, usually quite drunk.

I made myself a cup of coffee
and, while it was cooling, I visited the upstairs bathroom for a pee. The music
was so loud the walls appeared to be shaking. I had had enough, even if it
meant another argument. I had to tell her to turn it down. Walking along the
landing, there was an unusual smell. Suddenly, I recognised it………….POT!
DOPE! MARIJUANA!

When I turned the corner her
bedroom door was partly open. I couldn’t believe my eyes. My teenage daughter
was lying, on her back, with stocking clad legs spread wide apart. Her eyes
were closed tight and she appeared to be biting her lip. A shiny black head was
bobbing up and down between her legs. My God! She was being plated by a black
youth!

“Yes… yes….
Slower…yes….deeper..ooh Marcus….yes,yes!” She groaned.

Not moving, from my secret position, I could
see that the youth had his hand positioned next to his face, presumably
sliding a finger in as he licked her young flesh. His wrist speeded up and
Kylie moaned as she gripped the bedclothes.

“Aaaargghhhh yesssss!”
She screamed as an orgasm ripped through her making her young body tremble and
shake. Her tiny breasts (32b) heaved as she attempted to get her breath back.

I was transfixed as I turned
myself into a voyeur, trying to deny to myself that I had a tingle between my
legs. 
The boy lifted his head to look at my daughter; “You like that Sweet
Pea?” He asked, his lips and chin dripping with her love-juice.

“You know that I fucking
 did!” she grinned at him, “Now fuck me big boy!” She
laughed at her cliche. Marcus raised himself onto his knees.

Shit! I couldn’t believe the size
of his cock as it bounced towards her. It must have been 10 or 11 inches
long, and as thick as her wrist! She was only 16 but it was obviously not
her first time!

He put his tattooed arms under
her legs and lifted them up and wide apart. “Put it in for me,” he
told her. Moving her upper body forward Kylie took hold of the first 5 or 6
inches and rubbed it along her slit, closing her eyes as she did so.

“Now! Fuck me! Fuck
me!” she squealed. He moved his body into position, and dropped his body
down onto her, his huge cock gliding into my small daughter in one swift move.

“Fucking Hell!” She
screamed. Her ankles were now on his shoulders. For the next couple of minutes
his hairy, muscular arse banged against her, hammering his cock in out at an
unbelievable pace.

“Fucking Hell! That’s so
fucking good! Faster, fucking faster! Yes, yes fucking yes,” She kept
screaming through clenched teeth. They were, both, still oblivious to my
presence at the door.

“I’m nearly there, I’m
nearly there! Are you ready?” He grunted.

“Yes, yes!” She
replied.

In a well-choreographed manoeuvre
he withdrew and rocked back onto his knees while Kylie quickly, rolled around
to face him. She grabbed the shiny monster with both hands and forced it into
her mouth. In unison she wanked the shaft and sucked on the first couple of
inches.

“That’s it! That’s it!
Faster, faster!” He whispered, and she complied. Kylie’s hands were a blur
as she rubbed the shaft. His eyes were closed, now and his breathing was
becoming heavier, as he held her head. “Yes!” He grunted, as he
jerked his hips. My 16-year-old daughter sucked and swallowed every last drop
of spunk out of that massive thing, and there seemed to be a lot!

They collapsed onto the bed,
holding each other in a vice like grip.

My breasts were heaving and my
knickers were soaking. My sticky fanny was aching to be touched and
probed. I silently ran along the landing until I reached my own room. My
knickers weren’t even at my ankles when I started playing with myself. One hand
was rubbing my clit as I jammed two then three fingers inside myself. I had to
bite the pillow, so my noises wouldn’t disturb them.

About thirty minutes later I
heard them go down stairs and kiss goodbye.

I couldn’t sleep, for thinking
about my young daughter fucking and sucking that massive cock. My hand kept
sliding between my legs stroking my special place. I couldn’t stop my self; I
felt like a schoolgirl again, masturbating under the covers. It felt really
good, as I hadn’t had real sex for over a year.

I was woken by the sound of the
front door closing at 8.00a.m.To avoid arguing over breakfast my daughter
had begun leaving for school before I got out of bed. I began thinking about
what I would say to her when she came home later in the day; it was a dilemma.

As I was only working from home,
I dressed casually in a short light cotton dress, no bra, and a pair of
sneakers.At about, 10.30, the doorbell rang. I was stunned when I opened the
door. It was Kylie’s boyfriend, the black youth Marcus and a friend.

“Me forget me baseball cap
when me see Kylie, last night!” He looked at his friend and laughed. I
recognised his friend as a young boxer called Jimmy who had the most amazing
dreadlocks, as a bouncer at the biggest nightclub in town.

“Wait there, I’ll look for
it,” I told them and turned to run upstairs. As I reached the fourth
or fifth step I realised that they were looking up my dress when I heard
Jimmy say, “Nice arse. Do you think that she’s wearing knickers?”

Marcus laughed, “If she’s
like her daughter, she won’t be!” I couldn’t believe what I had heard.
What had my daughter turned into?

I quickly looked around Kylies’
room, picking up discarded clothing, looking for the missing cap. I eventually
found it next to the hi-fi unit. When I turned to walk out of the bedroom, they
were in front of me on the landing.

“You found it, how can I
thank you?” Marcus smirked as he grabbed me by the arm, pulling me
towards him. Our faces were nearly touching. “You look nice,” he
whispered, “in fact; you look very nice!” In seconds Jimmy had pulled
Mythe straps from dress down to my elbows, exposing my large breasts.  My
nipples were sticking out like organ stops. Marcus pressed his face in between
them while he pulled my dress down to my ankles. “She’s as horny as Sweet
Pea,” Jimmy laughed as he pulled my little knickers down to my
ankles.

“Stop, stop!” I shouted
as I tried to push them away.

“I don’t fucking think
so”, one of them growled.

As I pushed harder we stumbled
and fell back, onto the bed.

“That’s better,” Marcus
laughed as he lifted one of my legs for his friend to remove my knickers.
“Look at that Punani!” Jimmy shouted as they both stared at my hairy
pussy. “A big punani like that needs a big cock,” Jimmy chuckled as
he squeezed a breast in his hand.

Marcus stood up and took off
his sweatshirt. As soon as he started to remove his jeans; his big black cock
sprang out of his small pants. It looked even bigger and fatter than I’d
remembered from the previous night, as it was now stiff and getting stiffer.

“Stop. Stop. You must stop.
If you go now, I’ll not tell anyone.” I whimpered as my enormous
breasts  heaved and my pussy oozed pyssy juice onto my daughters quilt.

“You want Marcus’
cock?” The boyfriend looked at me as he handled his cock, waving it from
side to side. I shook my head, a look of panic on my face.

“She’s even hornier than her
little tramp of a daughter! Look at these nip-nips!” Jimmy laughed, as he
pulled on my excited nipples. Marcus leaned forward; silently feeding his
cock into my ‘love box’. Each inch made me groan and sigh. I’d had a few
boyfriends before I’d married Kylies’ Dad, but no one had ever made me feel
like this.

“You like Marcus’
cock?” He kept asking. I couldn’t speak, so I made grunting noises and
nodded my head. Although I was very wet, his cock was so big it was hurting
like Hell.

As I lay back, making my self
more comfortable, Jimmy grabbed my breasts again and roughly squeezed them,
making me wince. “Look at these big fat titties, ” he kept saying as
he held my nipples between his fingers lifting my tits as high as he could get
them. All I could feel was pain in both my breasts and my fanny. But it was the
most exciting sex that I’d ever had.

Marcus was now fucking me very
easily and getting faster and harder with his thrusts. I automatically
wrapped my legs around his hips pulling him in, even deeper.

“Pull your head back,”
Jimmy commanded. When I complied he grunted, “open your fucking
mouth.” His long thin black cock was dangling over my face. He raised
his voice as he grabbed my chin, “Wider!" I opened as wide as
possible until he slowly guided it in. Without stopping he kept
pushing until it touched the back of my throat and his balls were resting on my
nose. Moving his hips he began fucking my mouth as he kept digging his
fingers into my breasts. When Jimmy increased his speed I began to choke, so
they both pulled out for a few moments.

As I lay between them, getting my
breath back, they began comparing me with my daughter.

"You sure are one horny
bitch! Just like your little girl,” Marcus whispered, “Sweet Pea
cried the first time she took my cock. But she sure is accommodating now!”

Squeezing and shaking my tits
like they were balloons, Jimmy asked his friend, “ Do you think Sweet
Pea’s tits will get as big as these when she grows older?”

“I sure hope so!”
Marcus answered, as he buried his sticky cock in-between them.

“You ready for some
more?” Marcus asked as he stood in front of me waving his cock from side
to side again. “You going to make Marcus happy?”

I smiled, for the first time, and
nodded my head.
“Sit up and give me a little gobble then! Make little Marcus hard
again.” He laughed. I obliged and took hold of his big fat cock. It
felt as big as it looked as I brought it to my lips and kissed the purple knob.
I could smell my pungent ‘pussy juice’, as I ran my tongue over the hole.
He held my head as I began sucking and licking like my life depended on it. It
only took about a third of his monster cock to completely filled my mouth. My
heart was banging like a drum as I gripped and squeezed his firm hairy buttocks
while I bobbed my head backwards and forwards like a cock starved teenager.

“Let me have a go!” I opened
my eyes to see Jimmy waving his jet-black cock next to my face. Marcus pulled
out and was immediately replaced by Jimmy’s thinner cock. I grabbed his arse
and pulled him in to my mouth and straight down my throat. “What a fucking
cock sucker! She’s so fucking good! Age is a wonderful thing!” Jimmy
laughed as my fingers were stroking both pairs of balls at once.

They spent the next few minutes
taking it in turns getting their big black cocks sucked as they stroked and
squeezed my tits and fingering me. After a couple of minutes I was licking
both knobs at the same time, as they each had two or three fingers inside my
hairy fanny; pulling it in all directions.

“Enough of this shit!”
Marcus laughed. “Open them fucking legs, me need a fuck.” I slid back
onto the bed and willingly  spread my legs again. He knelt in front of me
and ran the tip of his cock along my dripping hole, then slowly fed the
whole 10 inches into me. I let out the most magnificent sigh when it bottamed
out against my cervix.
I automatically pulled my knees up to my chest until I could grab them with my
hands. I swear that I could feel his cock inside my belly as he began ramming
his rod in like a piston engine. I met each of his thrusts with a grunt.

“You like my black cock? You
like me fucking you?” He kept asking.

“Yes! Yes!” Was all I
could say as he began to speed up making me scream like a scalded cat!
Instantly I felt him jerk and flood my womb with his red hot spunk – gallons of
it! He flopped on top of me, gently kissing and licking my neck and cheek.

CRACK!

I heard a sharp noise as Jimmy
smacked Marcus on the arse. “Come on man! Let me get in there!” He
chided his pal. Marcus lifted his head, smiled and kissed me on the nose.

As our sweaty bodies parted, his
cock fell out with a plop! Hot spunk poured out of my fanny and ran down the
crack of my arse onto the bedclothes.

“Turn over.” Jimmy
forcefully told me. I’d always enjoyed getting fucked ‘doggy
fashion’ by my ex-husband, so I rolled over,and pulled a couple of pillows
under my tummy then pointed my plump arse into the air. Gently tapping my
thigh he whispered, “wider,” I did as I was told. I was still panting
from the fucking that Marcus had given me when Jimmy pushed his long
cock  into me. I screamed as he grabbed my heaving tits, which were now
very sensitive.

“That’s it momma. Scream!
Scream youfucking  bitch, scream!” I had no choice as he dug his
fingers into my swinging tits and tugged on my nipples, while he hammered
my spunk filled fanny with his fat cock. His heavy balls were swinging
underneath me and hitting my pubic area. I was soon biting the duvet as the
pain was nearly unbearable.

Suddenly he let go of my breasts
and grabbed my shoulders as he forced himself even deeper inside and sprayed my
fanny with more spunk. After squeezing the last few drops inside me he pulled
out so quickly; I let out a massive ‘fanny-fart’, leaving both men in
a fit of the giggles.

Keeping my legs together so I
didn’t repeat my accidental fart, I rolled onto my side. The unmistakable smell of sex hung in the air.
Jimmy looked at his watch, “Shit, man, it’s 1 o’clock, we’ve got to be
going!”

They got dressed as I lay naked
and sweaty on my daughters’ bed with their warm spunk still dripping from
my fanny and my breasts and nipples bruised and aching.

“You want more like
that?” Marcus asked as he buttoned his jeans. I smiled and nodded.
“You want us to come back tomorrow when your little girl is at
school?” I shrugged my shoulders and smiled. “So that’s a yes?”

I nodded.

“See you tomorrow!”
Marcus laughed.

As they left the room Jimmy
started to laugh. “Hey, man. Did that make us motherfuckers?