Fresh Poulp

Jack was a normal horny guy that never seemed to get enough sex. He was constantly thinking of getting laid and spent a lot of time in the bars trying to pick up a similarly horny woman. Most times he struck out, but he knew how to relieve himself and often went to the XXX store on the east side where they had glory holes. Hell getting your dick sucked by someone was just as good as getting some strange pussy.
Jack knew it was mostly guys that went in there and he didn’t really care if some guy wanted to suck his cock, it felt good and he didn’t have to look at him, so he wasn’t gay, right? He heard that sometimes women went in there, but he never saw any so he tried to fool himself that it was a woman sucking him off anyway.
It was Saturday night and it had been 3 weeks since he had been laid and he also hadn’t been to the XXX store so he was particularly horny tonight and knew that if he struck out at the bars he would have to go to the glory holes. He went to his favorite watering hole and the place was jumping. A live band had brought a huge crowd with them and there was lots of strange tonight.
Jack was in heaven; his thoughts of getting laid this evening seemed to make him forget all about the glory holes. He asked several women to dance and got few refusals so he was getting more confident by the minute. None of the women seemed to be to his real liking until he met Sheila. She was a short woman with maybe A cup tits and a very hot ass. She had shoulder length dark hair and while not beautiful, she was very cute and had a sexy voice that seemed to drive Jack wild. He wanted this one in the worst way.
They danced several more fast songs together and then the band played a slow song. Since they were already on the dance floor, they embraced for the first time that evening. He could feel the warmth of her body and his cock instantly got hard. Sheila pressed against him when she felt his cock and Jack knew then and there he was going to get laid tonight.
They rubbed while they danced and Jack was grateful for the dim lights so that his hard on would not be too noticeable. He let his hands drift over her tight ass and she just pulled him closer. He leaned closer to her and kissed her neck, which just made her rub her leg against his cock, and he knew that he was going to have to leave soon.
The dance ended and Jack asked Sheila to leave and she said sure. They walked out to his car and he kept one hand on her ass while she rubbed his cock thru his pants. He opened the door of his car and they tumbled into it in a flurry of kisses and pets. He tried to rub her pussy but she pushed his hand away saying it was her time of the month, but if he wanted she would give him a blow job or he could fuck her in the ass.
His mind reeling and his cock so hard he could pound nails with it he said sure he would love to have a blow job by this dark haired honey. He started to pull down his pants and she said, let’s go somewhere else. He suggested his place and she declined. Confused he asked her where she wanted to go. With a sly grin, she looked up at him and said that she wanted to be watched. Watched???? What ever did she mean?
Then it hit him, they could go to the XXX store. Driving like a man consumed with lust, he thinks he broke every law imaginable trying to get to the store. Into the back they went and he found one of his favorite booths available.
The guys in the back room looked as they got into the smallish booth and immediately the rooms on both sides filled. She pushed Jack into the makeshift chair in one corner and got on her knees in front of him. Sheila undid his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. Jack sat there with his jockey’s tented from the hard on he sported and straining to get out. Sheila bent her head forward to rub her lips over his cock still imprisoned in his shorts and he groaned.
He looked around and saw eyes looking in his booth from his neighbors and smiled wickedly thinking to himself, to bad fellas, you don’t get this cock tonight nor are you going to get her mouth.
Sheila tugged at the waistband of his underwear and the cool air let into his shorts felt wonderful as his cock was finally going to be free. She pulled the jockey’s down till the head of his cock was just visible above the band and she licked it causing him to jump a bit and his precum starting oozing out.
She pulled the shorts down and stuck the waistband under his balls making his cock stand straight up. She took her fingernail and gently ran it up and down his cock making him groan again. Sheila put her hand around the base of Jack’s cock and pulled it out away from his body and he could feel the heat of her breath as she put her mouth close and breathed on him.
Without warning she swallowed his entire cock in one motion and he thought he was going to cum right then. His eyes closed and his breath short she sucked him like he had never been sucked in his entire life. What a woman. He had many blowjobs in this store before and he knew that guys were sucking him off, but this woman was sucking him like no guy had done before. And to top it off there were guys watching her do this too.
She sucked him expertly for when he thought he was ready to cum, she backed off to let him savor the feeling then she carefully brought him to the edge again. Over and over this happened till he thought he was going to scream with agony. He begged for release but she continued to manipulate him in this never-ending game of hers. He tired to grab her head, which only brought her wrath, and she firmly but gently bit down on his cock forcing him to release her head.
He was going crazy and wanted so bad to cum, but she continued to tease him to the brink and back again. Sheila leaned back and released his cock from her mouth and Jack asked what was going on? She kneeled up and kissed him and asked if he wanted to cum? He begged her to finish, but she repeated the question. He nodded his head and said he would do anything to get off.
Sheila stood up and lifted her skirt only to reveal a hard cock staring into Jack’s face. Where did this come from? How had he been dooped into this and what did she want?
“Suck it.”
He looked around and saw eyes from both sides looking at him and shook his head,
“Suck it now.”
He tried to protest at which point Sheila shoved “her” cock into his mouth. What a strange feeling, so soft and yet so hard. Hot and cool at the same time. The cock was not very big but seemed to fill up Jack’s mouth and he started to revel in the feeling of this strange object in him. He could feel the cock jerk a bit and when he touched it with his tongue it jerked even more.
“Suck it.”
He heard again and with his mind clouded from the booze and the blowjob, he started to suck. He felt Sheila slide “her” cock in and out of his mouth and he continued to suck on it.
Strangely it felt good and he wanted to have it in there more and more. He grabbed her hips and started to move his mouth up and down this hard cock wanting to get as much of it as he could. Her smooth skin and shaved pubic area gave him complete access to this beautiful cock in his mouth and he could feel the balls against his chin.
He started sucking harder and found that he could get every inch of this hot cock in his mouth. Sheila grabbed his head and pulled “her” cock almost all the way out leaving the head in while she came in Jack’s mouth. He swallowed and then another shot, swallowing again, she continued to empty her cum into his mouth. Jack swallowed every drop not missing anything. The taste was different than his own, but he didn’t spill a drop.
Sheila pulled “her” cock from his mouth and leaned forward to kiss him again. Jack was very confused but received “her” kiss with his own tongue probing this mouth on his. Then as quickly as the kiss started it ended with Sheila’s mouth on his cock again. This time she did not tease him but quickly brought him to a mind-blowing orgasm. He continued to shoot in her mouth, which she greedily sucked up and kept sucking till he was completely drained.
He looked down at Sheila who still had his cock in her mouth and was gently licking and sucking the last of his sperm and she looked up at him and smiled around his cock. He could not remember ever having such a good blowjob in his life and didn’t want her to ever leave. His dick slipped out of her mouth and he just sat there for a few minutes while she gently stoked his cock. She then looked up at him and said,
“Now when you come in here will you take your turn?”
He looked puzzled and said,
“What?”
Sheila just smiled and said,
“You come in here all the time and expect us to suck your cock, but you never reciprocate. We just felt it was your turn to suck some of us off.”
Jack looked around the cubicle and noticed that both holes were full of cock hard and ready to be sucked. Sheila just smiled and got up to leave and said,
“Have at it boy, hope you enjoy.”
Jack thought for a minute and bent over to suck the closest dick. What a feeling again, that soft and hard, hot and cool experience that got him so hot. He greedily sucked until that one came and he leaned over to gobble up the other one.
Never again would he abuse the glory holes. He figured that if he had to come here to get a blowjob, that turnabout is fair play and that he could suck a cock or two also.

The window is open to let in the cool night breeze as I walk by I catch the image of you stepping out of the bath through the half open door. I stop and watch for a few seconds, then move closer to the window. You reach over and push the door to. As I turn to walk away another thought hits me. I step closer to the window and push it open. I lift myself up and into the room quietly. I can hear the hair-dryer blowing in the bathroom so I know you will be a few minutes.
I slip my shoes off and step across the room where I open the door to a large walk-in closet. I step inside and move to the back where I will be hidden even if the light is turned on. To make sure it isn’t though I reach up and give it a half-turn so the circuit will be broken if you flip the switch.
Several minutes later, as I continue to replay what I had seen through the bathroom door, your sleek legs and ass, the swell of your breasts, the rosy tips so inviting as they swayed while you dried, the glance I had of your smooth mound, I hear the hair-dryer shut off and the bathroom door open. And then the sound of your footsteps are in the bedroom. Your footfall approaches the closet door; I pull deeper into the corner. You flip the switch, but nothing happens. “Damn light,” you say.
You step back out and turn on the bedside light then step back into the closet, dropping your robe as you do. You reach in a grab a pair of sweat pants and step into the legs, I get a quick view of your shaved pussy, the lights silhouetting the lips. You reach on the shelf and grab a tank top slipping it over your head as you turn away, hiding your breasts from my invading eyes. You grab your robe from the floor and hang it on the hook inside the closet door. You step into your bedroom and as you do the phone beside the computer rings.
You leave the door open and step over to answer the phone, sitting down at the computer as you do. The call lasts only a few minutes and you turn towards the computer and fire-up the internet browser. I continue to watch you from my corner of the closet as you get involved reading your email and responding.
Quietly I slip out of my hiding place and step towards the closet door. I pull a scarf from a wooden peg in the closet then step to your robe and remove the belt, slipping them into the pocket of my shorts. I slip quietly into the bedroom and cross the distance to the back of your chair without being noticed. I stand still behind you, almost not breathing as you continue to type into your email. I lean forward slightly and reach quickly down grabbing your wrists amd forcing them together in front of you. You twist and try to pull from my grasp but I tighten the hold I have on you and pull you up from the chair.
You jerk and turn to your left, but I regain my grip and step next to you. I pull you towards me and with my free hand I grab the neck of your top and rip open the front, exposing your breasts and swollen nipples to my gaze. You try to free your hands to cover your nakedness, but I force your hands down. My free hand fishes into my pocket and brings out the belt to your robe. I wrap the belt tightly around your wrist and tie the belt so you cannot pull free. I leave about a foot of the belt hanging free so I can use it to pull you where I want you to go. You continue to look from your hands to me, then back at your semi-naked form.
I grab the belt and jerk you towards me. I reach in a cup your tit, pinching the nipple and making it swell even more., the aureola drawing up and darkening slightly in color sa your blood rushes to meet the assault. I dip my head and take your nipple in my mouth, sucking firmly but gently at first, then biting the nipple enought to make you squeal. The pain and surprise is written on your face. I squeeze and fondl;e your other breast as I continue to suck on your nipple, trying to get as much of your sweet tit-flesh in my mouth as I can. After several minutes I move to your other breast, where I begin by licking my way from the valley between your mounds to the tip of the cherry topped mound.
I bite your nipple just hard enough to make it sting and tingle, an involuntary “OOOOhhhhhhhh,” escapes your lips.
I release you from my grip and slip my hands down to your waist, my tongue trails down to your navel as I slip to the floor. I grab the waistband of your sweats and push them down your legs to the floor my nose and face come to rest at the top of your slit.
“Oh god,” you sigh as my tongue slips into your slit. I slip my hand behind you and cup your ass cheek in my hands squeezing and kneading your flesh, slipping my finger between them and to your tiny brown bud. My finger tickles at the flesh around your asshole, while my tongue continues to lick gently up and down your hairless slit.
I stand back in front of you and unfasten my shorts. I push them to the floor and step clear of them. I put my hands on your shoulders and I push you down to your knees in front of me, with my cock only an inch from your face
I step forward and let the tip touch your lips. I smear the pre-cum over your lips and cheeks, then I push forward toward your open mouth. Your tongue licks out and slips down the length of my swollen, throbbing shaft. You push forward on your knees and take more of my cock meat into your mouth, until you are touching my hairless balls with your chin. I pull back and slip it back out until only the crown is still encased in your hot, hungry mouth. Then I begin moving it in and out, fucking your face as you suck me trying to pull all of my cream out.
I pull my dick from your hungry mouth and push you back onto the floor. I slide down and lick the wetness dripping from between your swollen glistening cunt lips. I continue licking, stopping to suck your clit and nibble on it. You begin to roll from side to side and push your pussy against my face. My tongue works deep into you sucking your delicious wetness out of you, at the same time my fingers slip between the beautiful pink lips of your pussy and deep into your wet canal. My fingers begin to ride in and out of you, bringing you close to your climax. Your moans become louder as you push harder against me.
I pull away from your cunt and turn you onto your stomach pulling you onto your knees.
I slip forward and drive my cock into you, burying it all the way in as you gasp, “oooohhhhhhhh,”
I begin to ride you from behind pushing harder and faster as I begin to feel the end approaching
I continue to pull your hips back toward me trying to get deeper inside, then as I feel the surge starting I pull out and turn you to face me on your back, I stroke my cock and watch as you open your mouth to take my load. The first shot streams over your face and into your hair, you try to get your lips over the end as a second rope shoots out splashing on your face again as the third begins to erupt I slip it into your mouth to take the rest as you swallow greedily.
My cock is still swollen as throbbing as you cloe your lips around it and begin to suck and lick me so I stay hard. I reach down and lick some of the cum from your face. I hold it in my mouth as I extract my dick from your mouth. I lean forward and kiss your waiting mouth, pushing the cum from my mouth to yours. both of our faces are slippery with the deposit as our faces meet in the kiss. You break the kiss and begin to lick my face, trying to get all the cum from my cheeks, chin and forehead.
I slip away from your tongue and crawl back over you, kneeling over you with my cock in your face. You slip down slightly and begin to lick and suck on my balls. My cock begins to respond quickly and is soon rock hard once again. You slide your tongue up the underside of my shaft and then over the head, taking me deeply into your mouth. Soon I find myself slipping into the rythm as i begin to fuck into your mouth. I continue my assault for severl minutes then pull away abruptly. I roll you onto your face again and pull your sweet ass into the air. My cock is still dribbling your saliva and I plow it into your pussy, getting it wetter with your love juices. I stroke in and out, as my fingers play at your asshole. I slip first one wettened finger into you, then a second one.
Suddenly I pull out of your cunt and push my cock into your ass, sliding in as far as I can. I stroke in and out of you as you moan and twist beneath me. Soon I have my cock all the way into you, and I can feel my orgasm approaching. You squeeze your muscles around my cock as I begin to pull back, the urge stops for a second, but soon it returns. I stroke in two more times, and as I begin to withdraw I stop, my cock spasms and the first gob shoots deep into you. I pull out after a second squirt and deposit two more gobs on your ass.
I roll off you and untie the belt from your hands. As I do you finally speak, “I thought you were going for a walk! You almost scared me to death.”

It started out as a girls’ day out. Liz gave Peggy a call and said the magic words, “Let’s go shopping.” After hitting the boutiques, shops and shoe stores, Liz and Peggy treated themselves to lunch in an outdoor cafe.
It was while they were enjoying some coffee after their meal that Liz heard a familiar voice say, “Well hey there, sexy.”
She turned around and saw here transsexual friend, the voluptuous Rachel. Every time Liz looked at her, she couldn’t believe that this beautiful creature, with long curly brown hair, soft curves in all the right places and two D-cups one could just spend days loving, was hiding a manly surprise between her legs. And she wasn’t alone. Next to Rachel was a cute blonde with a tight ass and a nice rack, Liz guessed a C-cup like her own tits. “Hey, Rachel. Who’s your friend?”
“Oh, this is Bethany,” she said.
Liz turned to Peggy and said, “The one Jim told us about?” Peggy remembered Jim talking about how much he enjoyed sex with their transsexual friend Rachel and her friend Bethany. As she looked at them both, she couldn’t believe they were anything but two very hot looking women.
“Oh,” said Bethany, “So you’re Jim’s girlfriend. Yeah, we had a lot of fun with him.”
Liz introduced Peggy to Rachel and Bethany then invited them to have some coffee. The entire time that Liz, Rachel and Bethany talked, Peggy just smiled and stared at the two trannies. They were beautiful and sexy and she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have sex with them. Peggy thought about the night she spent with Liz and Rick, a guy that they worked with. It was her first threesome and her first time with a woman. She enjoyed being able to touch and suck on Liz’s breasts as much as she enjoyed Rick’s cock. But she never thought about what it would be like to enjoy them both on the same body.
“What do you think, Peggy?” asked Rachel.
“What?” said Peggy. The other girls laughed. “I’m sorry, my mind was just wandering. What was the question?”
“We were just talking about taking the party to my place,” said Rachel.
Peggy looked at Bethany and then Liz who gave her a wicked smile. What had she missed in the conversation while she was daydreaming? She decided to trust Liz’s smile and hope for the best. “Sure,” said Peggy. “That sounds great…”
…stripped down to only her panties, Peggy straddled Rachel on the couch and leaned in to kiss her deeply. Her hands first cupping Rachel’s face then moving down her neck and stopping on her breasts clad in a black bra. Rachel had one hand behind Peggy’s head and the other resting on her waist. She moaned as she felt Peggy’s hands massaging her tits then undoing her bra, freeing her breasts, giving Peggy full access to her nipples which she now rubbed and gently pinched.
Bethany was pressed back against the wall by Liz as she kissed her and sucked on her neck. They had undressed each other and had only their thongs on. Liz kissed her way down to Bethany’s tits where she fondled, lick and sucked on them to Bethany’s continued delight. She looked down at Liz as she sucked on her tits and then kissed her way down her belly. Liz got on her knees in front of Bethany and pulled back to look at her thong. She could barely make out how bethany had expertly tucked her cock between her legs through the fabric. But now Liz wanted it to make an appearance, so she pulled Bethany’s thong down and let it slip down her legs to the floor where Bethany stepped out of them, spreading her legs a bit and allowing her cock to come out and rise to a full erection. Liz liked watching it get bigger in front of her eyes and she took it in her hand and started to stroke it, hearing Bethany’s breath quicken at her touch. Liz looked up at Bethany as she continued working her cock and they both smiled. Liz then took Bethany’s cock into her mouth and started to really work it, bobbing her head back and forth, taking it all the way into her mouth. Bethany responded by placing her hands on Liz’s head and running her fingers through her hair as she watched and moaned while Liz’s lips rubbed up and down her shaft.
Peggy fondled Rachel’s tits as Rachel did the same to Peggy’s petite and perky breasts. “I love you tits,” said Peggy.
“I like yours too,” said Rachel.
“Oh, please,” said Peggy, “I wish I had tits like yours instead of these small things.” Rachel brought her hands to Peggy’s wrists and stopped her fondling. She then put her hands on Peggy’s body and pulled her closer. Rachel took one of Peggy’s breasts into her mouth and started to lick and suck on her nipples. Peggy gasped her approval, “Oh, that feel’s so nice.”
Rachel stopped her sucking, looked up to Peggy and said, “As long as they feel good, it doesn’t matter how big or how small they are.” Peggy then sat down on Rachel’s lap, still facing her, and started to kiss her again. As they kissed, Rachel guided Peggy to lay down on the couch. Rachel then got on her knees beside the couch and spread Peggy’s legs. She then kissed her way down Peggy’s inner thighs and started to flick her tongue on the lips of Peggy’s shaved pussy, causing her to let out a soft moan. After that little tease, Rachel then pressed her mouth against Peggy’s cunt sliding her tongue up and down her wet slit, teasing Peggy’s clit each time her tongue reached it. After these motions, Rachel then probed her tongue as deep into Peggy’s pussy as she could and then sucked on Peggy’s clit. Peggy went mad with pleasure, moaning loudly as she looked down at Rachel’s head moving back and forth against her sex. She then looked up to see Bethany leaning against the wall and Liz on her knees in front of her, her head bobbing back and forth. Liz was giving Bethany a blow job. Not being able to see Bethany’s cock, it was a little hard for Peggy to wrap her mind around what she saw. She soon saw nothing as her eyes rolled back in pleasure from her first orgasm of the evening. She felt Rachel’s mouth continuing to work her pussy for a few more moments then felt nothing. She opened her eyes and saw Rachel pulling down her panties, revealing a gorgeous hard cock. She knew this was coming but was still surprised by actually seeing this cock attached to this hot, curvy brunette. Rachel got on her knees between Peggy’s legs on the couch and leaned down, taking her hard cock into her hand and pressing it against Peggy’s plump, wet pussy. She rubbed the head of her cock up and down Peggy’s slit, making Peggy give a frustrated moan, she wanted so much to feel that cock inside of her. Rachel then placed her hands on either side of Peggy’s body and plunged her cock into her hard and fast. Peggy cried out in surprise and ecstasy as she felt Rachel start to really fuck her hard. She put her hands on Rachel’s waist and leaned forward to suck on one of Rachel’s tits as she felt her body throbbing with each thrust of Rachel’s motion.
“Oh, baby, I’m gonna cum,” said Bethany as she looked down at Liz, still sucking on her cock. Liz said nothing, she just kept moving her mouth back and forth on Bethany’s cock. Only now, she looked up at Bethany and wouldn’t take her eyes off of her. Bethany looked back at her, completely caught up in the intensity of the moment. Within moments, Bethany let out a moan of pleasure without taking her eyes off of Liz. Liz saw Bethany’s cum-face as she felt the cock in her mouth start to throb. She continued to suck on it, back and forth as she felt Bethany’s cum hit the back of her throat. Liz continued to suck and swallowed every spurt of Bethany’s cum while she continued to blow her and look straight into her eyes.
Liz stood up and kissed Bethany. Bethany probed Liz’s mouth with her tongue, tasting the remnants of her cum that still coated it. Liz then took her by the hand and lead her into the living room where Rachel was fucking Peggy on the couch. Liz took off her thong laid back on a love seat facing Rachel and Peggy. Bethany got on her knees in front of Liz and in one motion spread her legs and started eating out her waxed pussy. Liz ran her fingers through Bethany’s hair as she enjoyed the feeling of her on her cunt and glanced across the room at Rachel fucking Peggy from behind.
Peggy’s hands gripped the arm of the couch as she felt Rachel pounding into her pussy. As she felt the cock filling her pussy, she kept reminding herself that the cock she was enjoying was attached to a beautiful woman and it wasn’t a strap-on. It was the real thing, warm and firm, filling her. These thoughts brought her closer to her next orgasm and feeling Rachel’s hands squeezing her waist tightly as she started another round of intense pumping. She moaned loudly, her body shaking, and rested her head on her hands as she felt Rachel continue to fuck her.
Rachel knew she had made Peggy cum again and she also knew that it was going to be her turn soon, which was why she intensified her fucking. After a few more intense minutes, she felt the aching pleasure of her orgasm start and as her cock started to throb, she pulled it out of Peggy’s cunt and pressed it between Peggy’s ass cheeks. She continued her pumping, using Peggy’s juices as lube as she slid her cock back and forth between those beautiful cheeks. Rachel moaned as her cock erupted with cum, spurting her jizz onto the small of Peggy’s back. She then took her cock into her hand and rubbed the few drops of cum left on the tip between Peggy’s cheeks. She then leaned down and started to lick Peggy’s ass. She started at the base of Peggy’s cunt and worked her tongue up to her tight asshole which got an intense breath of approval from Peggy. Rachel then continued licking up Peggy’s crack, tasting Peggy’s juices mixed with her cum. When she got to the few large drops of jizz on Peggy’s back, Rachel had no problem licking her clean then turning Peggy over, leaning into her and kissing her so she could also taste her sweet cum. Rachel and Peggy then got into an intense session of kissing and rubbing their hands over each other.
Liz ground her pussy into Bethany’s face as she came. Bethany then moved up to kiss Liz. “Didn’t Jim say that he titty-fucked you?” asked Liz.
Bethany smiled and said, “Yes, he did.”
“Then it seems only fair that you fuck my tits.” Bethany smiled at this even more. Liz then traded places with Bethany and got on her knees in front of the love seat. She spread Bethany’s legs and helped her scoot to the edge of the seat. Liz took Bethany’s cock in her hand and started to stroke it again. She then moved forward squeezed her tits around it. She then started to rub them up and down Bethany’s cock.
“Hmmmm,” said Bethany. “I love the way your tits feel on my cock.”
“Jim sure loved the way your tits felt on his.” Liz continued to work her tits up and down Bethany’s member when she saw Peggy get on her knees beside her.
“Can I play?” asked Peggy.
Liz looked at her and smiled, “Sure. Where’s Rachel?”
Rachel sat on the couch next to Bethany, “Right here, baby. Peggy said she wanted us to be in a foursome.”
“Then maybe we should take this party into the bedroom…”
…Peggy sat on her knees in the middle of Rachel’s very large bed. Laying down on one side of her was Rachel, on the other side was Bethany and Liz. Peggy reached out and took Rachel’s and Bethany’s cocks into her hands. She held them, feeling their warmth, their firmness and being in awe of the fact that these cocks were attached to these two beautiful women. Liz let her hand creep down Bethany’s body and wrap around the base of Bethany’s cock. She started to stroke it as Peggy loosened her grip on Bethany and then started to slowly stroke Rachel in the same way. She watched as Liz crawled down over Bethany’s body and started to lick her cock up and down. Seeing this, Peggy moved closer to Rachel, getting between her legs and taking Rachel’s cock into her mouth. For a little while, Rachel and Bethany were both getting amazing blow jobs. Then Liz got up onto her knees and straddled Bethany. She reached down between her legs, taking hold of Bethany’s hard, wet cock and guided it into her wet pussy as she lowered herself onto it. Liz touched Bethany’s waist and moved her hands up her body to Bethany’s gorgeous tits. As Liz fondled them, she started to rock back and forth on Bethany’s cock. Then gyrating on it. Peggy stopped sucking on Rachel’s cock to watch them. Rachel didn’t mind because she was enjoying the show too. Before long, Liz was bouncing up and down on Bethany’s cock as she moaned in pleasure. Bethany fondled Liz’s tits as Liz rode her cock. They both moaned from the pleasure they gave each other. Peggy was soon riding Rachel’s cock the same way. Her gaze going back and forth between Liz and Bethany and herself and Rachel. Rachel smiled at this, wondering what must be going through this girl’s mind. Her first time with a tranny while watching her best friend fucking ANOTHER tranny in the same bed.
Liz leaned down on top of Bethany and kissed her passionately before saying, “I want you to fuck me doggy-style.” Bethany was happy to do it. In no time at all, Bethany was on her knees behind Liz’s beautiful ass, her hands on Liz’s waist, her cock pounding in and out of Liz’s sweet pussy.
Rachel, her hands on Peggy’s waist, looked up to Peggy as she bounced up and down and asked, “Do you want to do it like that again?”
Peggy looked into her eyes and said, “No… I want both of you inside me.”
Liz looked back over her shoulder when she heard this. Bethany heard it too but didn’t stop fucking Liz. Liz smiled at the idea and said, “What do you say, Bethany? You want a piece of Peggy’s ass?”
Bethany stopped fucking Liz and said, “I’m up for that.” Rachel smiled as she watched Bethany get behind Peggy. Liz came over to them as well, guiding Peggy to bend over while fondling her perky tits. Bethany rubbed the head of her cock against Peggy’s asshole, teasing it, “You ready for my cock, baby?”
“Fuck, yes,” said Peggy.
Bethany placed one hand on Peggy’s waist as she guided her cock into her with the other. She then squeezed Peggy’s waist with her hands as she started to fuck her ass slowly.
Peggy moved with the rhythm and enjoyed the feeling of both Rachel’s cock in her pussy and Bethany’s cock in her ass. Her movement became more intense and she started to moan loudly. As she did, Bethany fucked her ass harder and Rachel thrust her cock up into Peggy’s cunt as hard as she could. Liz stayed on her knees beside them, fondling Peggy’s tits with one hand while pressing the other on the small of Bethany’s back as she watched her cock pumping in and out of Peggy’s gorgeous ass. Liz then started to notice beads of sweat on Peggy’s back and more on Bethany’s face and tits. Rachel was glistening as well. Peggy’s head was spinning at the intensity and pleasure of the experience. Her body felt like it was erupting when she started to cum. She cried out in pleasure, felt all her energy drain and would have collapsed were it not for the three people holding her up, two of them penetrating her cunt and ass.
Bethany leaned in closer to Peggy and said into her ear, “I’m gonna cum soon. What do you want me to do when I cum?”
“Cum inside me,” said Peggy. “I want you both to cum inside of me. I want your cocks and your jizz inside me.”
Hearing this pushed Bethany over the edge, she continued pumping into Peggy’s asshole as her cock exploded inside of her, draining her cum inside of this petite thing. She then stopped pumping into her, but stayed inside of her, holding her body close as she felt Peggy and Rachel moving together. Soon, Rachel cried out, “Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!” Peggy felt Rachel’s cock throbbing inside of her. Within a few minutes they were all laying together, covered in sweat and breathing heavily. Liz looked at them laying together and said, “Damn, I’ve got to try that. Peggy, do you realize that only you and Jim have been fucked by these two at the same time? It’s my turn, next.” They all laughed.

The Café Charmate was placed off a side street. Out of the way of the main street and directly opposite the Raven, the town’s Goth and fetish bar, it attracted an exclusive sort of customer. There were six small cast iron tables, with two matching chairs at each. A dark haired waitress leant on the counter next to the antique cash register. Classical music was playing on a dated speaker system. There was only one customer this early in the day, sitting drinking coffee, as though she was waiting for someone.
This woman was Selene, waiting in her black long coat, blood red mini-dress and stiletto-heeled boots. A sliver ring surrounded her neck, completely without a break. Her hair was a dark brunette, cut to shoulder length and tied back. The crimson lipstick on her full lips was the same deep shade as her dress. She played with the spoon in the cup as if growing impatient.
Trails of steam wafted towards her as the door opened. In walked a girl of about twenty, tall and in four inch stilettos that clicked as she walked. A short black skirt hugged her thighs, and a white blouse hung on her athletic frame. Her long red hair waved and blew in the gentle breeze. She walked straight over to Selene and stood there in silence for a moment before saying, “Master James said I was to meet you here, Mistress.”
When Master James had said that Selene could have a pet, she was so pleased, but she’d not have expected such a fine example. He had outdone himself, though he had said she needed proper training, but Selene thought that was half the fun.
Looking up from her coffee, Selene said, “Sit, I’m Selene. Master has chosen well. What is your name?”
The girl sat carefully, her eyes slightly averted downwards. Her pink lips parted slowly as she said, “Taiah, Mistress.” She shifted nervously in the chair.
Selene finished her coffee in silence, and then stood up. She turned to Taiah, and said, “Come, Master should be finishing his training, he wants us to meet him.”
Taiah stood up and the two girls left the café. The waitress walked over and wiped the table clean, pocketing the tip left on the saucer.
The two women came to a park, where two gentlemen were fencing with rapiers. They stopped when they saw the two girls. The shorter of the two was in white fencing garments, complete with mask. The taller was wearing a black padded leather cuirass and matching britches, with high leather boots and long black gauntlets, fastened over a white shirt. He removed his mask, his long hair falling over his muscular shoulders. He turned to his partner and said, “Edward, it appears my ladies are here, we shall continue this tomorrow.”
The fencer in white turned, lifting his mask off to reveal short black hair. He spoke with a slight upper-class accent, “Indeed it does, James. I shall look forward to giving you another trashing then.” He smiled.
James laughed, replying, “How? Are you bringing your mother to help?” He then slapped his partner on the back and both laughed, smiling. James then walked over to the ladies and led them back to his house.
The house was a medium-sized Victorian country house, within walking distance of the park and the Café Charmate. The red brick walls were well cleaned, and the woodwork shone with new black paint. A small plaque proclaimed it as “14 Acacia Avenue”. A thin trail of ivy grew alongside the door. The garden was well groomed, but the planting was not of ordinary flowers but blood red roses, belladonna and purple lilies.
James opened the door and led the ladies inside, Selene following ahead of Taiah, who shut the door with a gentle click behind her. He took them to a small wooden door in the wood panelled entrance, opening it and leading them down the cast iron stair case into the basement.
They travelled through a vaulted wooden door into a large room. The walls of the room were a rough hewn stone. It was of considerable size, containing a wardrobe, two chests, a large wooden chair, a St. Andrew’s cross and wooden pony, while leaving a large space in the centre of the room.
James walked over and sat in the chair, resting his arms on the oak handgrips. He looked over at Selene, nodding quietly and relaxing back into his chair to watch and relax after his rousing bout of fencing. Selene, saw her Master’s nod, and took off her coat, placing it in the wardrobe. She then turned to Taiah, saying quickly, in a commanding tone, “Strip, put the clothes over there, the shoes too, then kneel before your Master, hands on your head and back straight.”
Taiah, quickly scurried to unbutton her blouse, slipping it down off her shoulders. She then unclasped her bra, removing it carefully, allowing her breasts to fall free. “Interesting,” thought Selene, noticing that her left nipple was pierced with a similar ring to her Master’s. Taiah then ran her hands down her body, sliding off her skirt and French knickers in one smooth action, carefully stepping out of it. She then slipped off her shoes, taking the whole pile and placing it where Selene had said. Taiah then walked over to James, kneeling before him, with her knees spread apart and her hands behind her head. She straightened up and looked down at his feet.
Selene then removed her dress, slowly sliding it over her head, revealing a red and black leather underbust corset, her bare breasts partially supported by the cupping. Her vagina had already started to moisten with anticipation; she tried to think of other things, not to show weakness in front of her new pet. She looked over to her Master, and then moved to the larger chest. The wood creaked as she opened the chest, taking out a black leather collar, which she fastened around Taiah’s neck. Taiah shivered slightly as the cold leather touched her neck.
Selene then returned to the chest, looking up briefly, pointing to the wall across from her Master, and saying, “Stand there, facing me.” Taiah stood up slowly, and walked over, standing where she was told, with her hands still on her head. Selene then proceeded to move the St. Andrews cross behind Taiah, clipping it to fixtures on the wall. She then took Taiah’s left hand, leading her backwards to the cross and locking her hand into a leather cuff already fixed to the cross. Selene then took Taiah’s other hand, fastening it to the right arm of the cross. She ran her hands down Taiah’s exposed body, then slowly down her milk white thigh, finishing at her right ankle, which she pulled aside, locking it tight into a third leather cuff on the lower arm of the cross. She repeated this for the left, pulling Taiah onto her tiptoes and spreading her across the structure. Taiah writhed gently in the restraints, and then looked straight at Selene, deep into her eyes.
Selene paused, shocked at this breach of etiquette. “Rebellious indeed,” she thought. Selene rebuked Taiah, sternly, “I didn’t tell you to look at me. I will only tell you once.” Taiah quickly looked away. Selene returned to the chest, rummaging through the contents. She pulled out a ball gag, with a large red rubber ball and black straps. This was shortly followed by a pair of nipple clamps joined with a chain, two small silver weights and a large red rubber strap-on, with a second phallus on the inside. Taiah caught a glimpse of the last item out of the corner of her eye, causing her eyes to widen and her lip to quiver a little.
Selene stepped through the leg holes on the harness, tightening the buckles and pulling the inner dildo into her vagina. She then picked up the other items and walked back over to Taiah. Selene took the ball gag and forced it into Taiah’s mouth, causing her to drool slightly. She ran her tongue over Taiah’s nipples, the cold moisture causing them to harden in the air. Taiah tried to cry out into the gag as Selene put the first of the clamps on her pierced left nipple, then the second on the right, pain shooting across her body. Selene took the two weights and attached them to the nipple clamps, causing Taiah to moan into the gag and her nipple’s to stretch downwards slightly.
Selene then ran her hand over Taiah’s spread vagina, her nails running across the moistening lips. The smell of her cum drifted into the air, as Selene slid her hands over. She then started to slip her index finger into the warm moisture of Taiah’s body with every movement, casing Taiah to shiver and quake. Selene rubbed more and more vigorously, sliding her other fingers in too, Taiah shaking even more as she was brought nearer and nearer orgasm. Her clitoris bulged outwards, like a tiny pink ball. Selene noticed this, and began to stimulate it with her little finger, while continuing to thrust her other fingers deep into Taiah’s vagina.
Suddenly she stopped, denying Taiah the release of an orgasm, instead withdrawing her hand and licking her fingers. Selene moaned softly as she licked the sweet fluid from her hands, her tongue curling outwards, teasing Taiah. She then ran her wet fingers over the tip of the red phallus, moistening it with the mixture of her saliva and the moisture from Taiah. The red rubber glistened, as Selene grinned, masturbating the dildo slowly, causing the other half to rub inside her.
Carefully she plied apart the outer lips of Taiah’s already wet vagina and pushed the tip of the strap-on in. Taiah bit hard on the gag, shivering with pleasure, causing the weights on her breasts to swing gently. Selene began to thrust forward, swinging her hips in a circle with the movements, causing the inner dildo to rub against the sides of her own vagina. Selene’s nipples began to harden, and she let out a soft moan. Taiah writhed against the cross, her hips tightening, trying to pull the strap-on further in, closer to her tender clitoris. A low growl echoed around the room from where James sat. He stood up and walked over to the girls, while Selene continued to thrust, pushing up into Taiah.
James slowly, slid down his leather britches, his erect penis falling out. The veins on his shaft bulging and throbbing with blood. He grinned widely. Selene focused her attention on Taiah, the surge of adrenaline from knowing her Master was almost touching her caused her to increase in speed. Taiah strained and tensed, trying not to orgasm too soon. James ran his leather clad hands over Selene’s breasts, teasing the nipples with his index finger, before forcing himself deep into her anus. She moaned loudly, as he slid deep inside her and began thrusting, forcing her hips even further forward into Taiah. He continued thrusting deep and hard, the two women holding tight, trying to resist, but the pressure became greater and greater, their bodies shaking and straining. Eventually, after what felt like an eternity to Selene, James came, his groan of pleasure and sudden jerking causing her to orgasm. A warm trickle ran down her legs and she moaned loudly, as Taiah finally had her orgasm and collapsed into the cross.
James withdrew, firmly smacking Selene on the backside and saying, “You did well, and you’ve earned your new pet. You can continue with the training tomorrow.”
With that, he left for the stairs. Selene pulled out and removed the strap-on, then released the now unconscious Taiah, laying her gently on the floor and admiring her body. “Yes,” she thought, “Master has chosen very well indeed.”

After constantly teasing and flirting with the new guy at work, last week I finally gave in and let him fuck the shit out of me. My name is Trish, his name was Geoff, and it started right under the nose of my husband Chris, who managed the store we both worked at.
I considered myself somewhat of a knockout, as guys were always gawking and drooling at me wherever I made my presence. Chris considered himself the luckiest guy in the world, and sometimes I reinforced that for him. I was 26, blond with double d-cups, and a dead ringer for Nicole Kidman, as Chris used to say. My husband looked more like your average weatherman, complete with coke-bottled glasses and bow tie. Despite his lack of good looks, he was the smartest and most financially stable guy I knew, and that secured my decision to marry him a couple of years ago. Our relationship had always been good, as Chris even gave me his consent to fuck other guys, since he couldn’t keep up with me in bed. I never really accepted his offer, as tempting as it was. I was always true to Chris, and would be content with satisfying myself after Chris and I made love to complete the orgasm. All of that changed a few weeks after Geoff started working at our store.
I fantasized about him since we hired him. He was stocky, blond and blue-eyed, about 5’9, smooth and chubby, with a cocky attitude to boot. Anytime we made contact, I would melt, and he started to notice. He didn’t discourage me giving him that extra rub anytime I gave him a pat on the back. He smiled every time I whispered in his ear. He even smirked at me anytime I grinded against him in tight spaces. Naturally, he started to respond to my obvious advances by rubbing me back, whispering things in my ear and even caressing and holding me in private and personal moments. My husband was usually around the store when all of this was going on, but didn’t even think twice about what he saw. He trusted us both, and I’m sure the thought of me straying for a kid almost turning twenty was the last thing on his mind. With that, I decided what Chris didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, so I made a move on Geoff.
I found Geoff in the storage room and walked right up to him, wrapping my arms around his waist. I didn’t waste time asking him out to diner and a movie, which made him crack up and question whether or not my husband approved. I told him he didn’t need to know, and Geoff laughed at graciously accepted. We embraced and I couldn’t help but get aroused at Geoff’s athletic scent as we held each other. We pulled away and looked at each other before smiling and kissing full on the lips. Our make out session ended about 10 minutes later, with us leaving the store holding hands. I told my husband on the way out that Geoff and I were leaving early, and Chris told us to have fun, without even looking up at us.
All I could concentrate at diner was Geoff, his boyish good looks, his soft hair, his pouty lips, his puppy-dog eyes, his smooth forearms, his thick biceps and thighs, his cute little paunch and even his thick football player chubby hands! His voice made me hotter with every word he spoke, as he still had an innocent tone, which made me wonder what he would sound like when he was screaming my name in bed. He could tell I was all over him too, as his blushes turned into more smirks and eyebrow raising glares. We didn’t to see much of the movie, since our lips were locked for the first 45 minutes of it. I had my face buried in his open zipper by the time the credits rolled, and when the lights came on, we quickly pulled ourselves together to avoid embarrassment. As everyone cleared the theatre, we laughed to ourselves before leaving, his arm around my shoulders as we walked.
We continued where we left off in my car, as we kissed for another half an hour. I had my hand buried in his boxers, playing with a very thick erect cock, which I guessed to be around 9 inches. He felt hairless, smooth and those balls were very big, very soft. His bottom lip was thicker and more succulent then his upper lip, and I couldn’t help but suck it every time we broke the kiss. I had to get away from his sweet mouth though, because I really wanted to suck his cock. I licked his hairless stocky chest and his stomach, and smelled his package before I put my lips around the head of his dick. I swirled my tongue around his long cock, and lapped away at his balls. It took about another 10 minutes of this before he blasted his hot sticky white creamy cum all over my face. Geoff took pride scooping up his cum off my face with his index finger and making me suck and lick it off. He made some comment about “you married chicks are all the same” which I didn’t understand, but I didn’t care. I was still so horny from Geoff making me look like a complete whore, and I wanted more.
I drove us back to my place, knowing that my unsuspecting husband was still at work. Geoff and I were naked in no time, and didn’t waste time kissing once we reached my bed. He didn’t want to kiss me too much, since my breath still tasted like his fresh cum. Understanding that, I made sure I put my mouth to work on his body as I rode him. He lay underneath me, squeezing my ass, sucking my tits, and tasting my body just as much as I tasted his. He ended up using about 8 condoms on me before he decided that the condoms weren’t going to cut it. I told him he couldn’t fuck me without a condom, as I didn’t want to get pregnant. Geoff then surprised me with the story of the last girl he fucked, and how she made her husband eat Geoff’s cum from her pussy once Geoff blasted his seed into her (see: Suckin’ off the Stud). I was so turned on by that story that I allowed Geoff to fuck me without a condom, which felt like absolute heaven. His thick cock penetrated me in ways my husband could never fathom, and his skin felt so good inside of me. I told Geoff I loved him as we came together, which he laughed off as he spunked inside of my wanting hole.
Geoff and I showered together after that, with me soaping him from head to toe. He made me tell him how I felt about him as I was on my knees in the shower, lathering up his fat feet. I told him the truth, that I wasn’t satisfied in my marriage sexually, and that my husband actually gave me the okay for some sex on the side without him. I told Geoff that I never followed up on Chris’ offer, that I was faithful to him until now. Geoff found this amusing, as he said this was not the first time someone said that to him (see: My Wife 3). This made me even harder and we ended up fucking one more time against the wall of the shower, and I had never screamed so loudly before in all my life.
When my husband came home later that day, he saw me sprawled out naked on our bed, the messy sheets reeking of sweat and cum. Oblivious to what had happened, he asked if I was okay. Looking up and smiling at him, I told him I was fine, better then ever actually. He was bothered that there were wet towels everywhere, and that my clothes were scattered all over the floor as well. As he tidied up the place, Chris studied one of Geoff’s cumshots on my jeans, trying to figure out why his fingers were getting stickier as he rubbed them together. He put the cum-stained jeans to his nose and smelled it, then licked it, telling me “this sauce tastes familiar…”
I laughed out loud, telling him there was more were that came from and invited him to my gaping hole, still leaking with Geoff’s “sauce”, as my husband put it. Chris lapped away at my well-fucked cunt for several minutes, realizing that someone other than him had just fucked me. He begged me to tell him who it was, but I wouldn’t, as seeing him squirm before me and licking my young stud’s spunk out of me made me hornier than ever, and I had another orgasm, flooding Chris’ face. I felt so satisfied, so content that I passed right out, and my husband carried and tucked me into bed, cleaning me up afterwards.
When I woke up, I was anxious to see Geoff again, but my heart stopped when I found out Chris had fired him just before I got there. Chris told me he figured out who fucked me the night before, and I could understand where he came from. He got on his knees and explained to me that working with someone who slept with me would really bother him. Chris said he still didn’t have a problem with sex outside the marriage, but since it was an employee of his, it would be too humiliating for him to endure. I understood, but I still felt sad. I had received the best fuck of my life from someone 6 years younger than me, and I wanted to see him again, regardless of our working conditions. I was only led to disappointment though, as Geoff didn’t answer his phone, didn’t return my calls, and made no attempt to make any contact with me whatsoever since the day he nailed me.
I felt used and betrayed, but in time, I got over it. The first guy I cheated on my husband with was still the best fuck I ever had, and felt lucky to be with him. I hoped I would see him again in the future, since I found out from a friend that he moved back to his old neighborhood. Apparently, some girl back home called him and wanted to get back together with him (see: various stories by Tripleg24). Since Chris gave Geoff a very big “severance package” with his walking papers, Geoff was more then secure for money, so the job was not a big loss for him. I knew it wouldn’t be enough to bring him back, but I had hoped he would just to see me again. My hopes turned to yearning for him, and getting over him was one of the hardest things I ever had to do.
There had been no other guys I had been with since, as no one in my mind could measure up to Geoff. Unfortunately for my husband, that list included him, as I wouldn’t even jerk him off, much less fuck him anymore. I explained to my husband that I couldn’t take a step down in my sex life after being with someone like Geoff. My husband was very understanding, and sometimes when we cuddled up together, and I would retell the story of my date with Geoff, ad-libbing and exaggerating the story every time I told it. And every time I told the story, I would miss my blue eyed, blond haired stud a little more.

The early morning sun began to shine brightly through our bedroom window- waking me up. I wasn’t much of a morning person until the first morning you and I woke up in each other’s arms. After that, I grew to love mornings. Our mornings were special. It was the one time of the day where we actually got to hold each other close and not be in a big hurry. All the cuddling and whispering as we each wake up. Except this morning, I woke up too late. Your scent still lingered in the air though… mango mandarin lotion. I reached over for you, but you were gone. A frown took over my face, until I saw a note that you had left on your pillow for me. I reached for the note and cuddled up with your pillow… hoping to get a stronger scent of you. The note was folded into the shape of a heart with your lip prints in the center… with the slight scent of your perfume CK-One remaining on it. I softly touched my lips to yours then opened the note and read it:
“My Meliss,
Oh, how I wish I were in bed with you still… caressing that sweet, sexy body of yours… kissing your soft lips… and feeling your knowing fingertips all over me.”
I sighed softly, wishing those very things, too. My body was slowly beginning to react to your words as if you were there. I squeezed the pillow tighter underneath my arms.
“I stayed up all night last night just watching you sleep… not believing that we are actually here… together. You mean the world to me, little one. I don’t know what I would do without you. Thank you for being so understanding with my weird hours since I started this new job. While you were sleeping, I was beeped and had to go to the hospital. I wanted to wake you, but you looked so peaceful that I just let you lay there.”
Tears welled up in my eyes reading your tender and heartfelt words. You always had a way with your letters that made me fall in love with you even more.
“I love you with all of my heart, baby. I’ll make it up to you when I get home. I promise.
Love you,
Your doll baby
P.S. Happy anniversary! ”
I curled up in a ball on the bed (still naked because we both agreed to never wear any clothes while in bed) and breathed in deeply your scent from your pillow. Tears slowly trickled down my cheek. I missed you. It had been one hard, yet glorious month since we moved in together (finally) in a small, but quaint house just outside the city. From the moment we saw the house, we were both in love with it. From the hard wood floors, to the hot tub in the back yard, to the cozy fireplace in the living room… it was perfect. If only we could be there to enjoy it together. Your hours at the hospital were ever changing. I had just finished cleaning a monster house (that we “christened” for the owners, too, when you brought me dinner one late night.), so we were beginning to see less and less of each other with our busy hours. And this was the first morning that we were to spend apart since the big move.
I had grown accustomed to feeling your arms wrapped around me, and feeling your lips on the back of my neck every morning to wake me up. (You always seemed to wake up before I did, no matter how early I tried to make myself get up. I never figured that out.) I closed my eyes and could see you lying next to me with that picturesque smile of yours. I could feel your hand caressing my cheek… your fingers running through my soft hair… your soft lips touching mine… our tongues dancing together in a song that only the two of us knew the words to. A soft moan escaped my lips.
I hugged the pillow tight and wiped away my tears… kissing your lips once more. I longed for your touch. Turning towards the clock, it read 8:30. It was still way too early for me, but I decided to get up anyway. I had a plan to get you all to myself for the next couple days.
I walked into the bathroom to find yet another note from you. “I love you” was written in lipstick on the mirror. A smile crossed my lips. I turned on the water for the shower and jumped in. I lathered my body up with soap… wishing it were your hands all over my body, instead of my own. I resisted the urge to release my pent up energy and rinsed off. That was the one thing about the small house that I absolutely loved! The shower was HUGE, and it came with a massage showerhead, too! We never missed a chance to bathe each other in it neither. Your naked body was an instant turn-on for me. I couldn’t keep my hands off you. Ahhh… another thing I missed about you lately… your body against mine. I let out a heavy sigh.
I dried off and threw on some clothes and drove down to my favorite florist. Between you and I, we kept that little shop pretty busy. The lady behind the counter recognized me immediately and her face lit up. “Hey Melissa. How are ya this morning?” Her adorable southern twang oozing from her red lips. I gave my best smile and told her that I was fine. “So…” she went on. “What’s it gonna be today, hon?”
“Let’s see… I wanna send a dozen red roses to her at the hospital as soon as you can, ‘cause I’m not sure how much longer she’ll be there. And, I’ll take a half dozen white roses home with me, please.”
“Ooh. Are we celebratin’ somethin’?” she asked with a huge smile.
“Well, not really, but we have been here for a month now. I just wanted to let her know that I was thinking ‘bout her.”
“Honey, I would be the luckiest woman on Earth if I could find half of what you two lovebirds have. One of these days, you’re gonna hafta come in at the same time, so I can see what a pair you two make.”
I blushed a crimson red at her sweet words and thanked her. She assured me that the red roses would be the best of the bunch and would be in my lover’s arms in less than an hour. I went back home with my white roses and a sweet smile upon my face. Once home, I put the roses in a vase until I was ready for the next phase of my plan.
The guest bedroom served as a work out room and an office for the both of us. We both tried to keep in shape for the other. I pulled my hair back into a tight ponytail and shucked my shirt, leaving me in a pair of shorts and a sports bra. I started with some squats. Gotta keep that ass nice and tight for you. And ended with some stomach crunches.
During my work out, I glanced at my watch. It was nearly an hour since I had left the florist. I grinned hoping that you were smelling the beautiful roses right then. Sure enough, you were. You had just left a patient who was going home today when Bailey, a nurse, stopped you in the hall telling you that you had a package at the nurse’s station. She winked at you, following closely behind. In the month that you had worked there, all the nurses were accustomed to me sending you small gifts, but never anything of this magnitude before, so they were all giddy with excitement for you. We were scared to let them know about us at first, but we were pleasantly relieved that they found us to be such a cute couple and no one thought evil of us. I had come to eat lunch with you on several occasions, and Bailey noticed how lovey-dovey we were being. She told you privately, after I had left, that she was honored to be able to see a couple that was so much in love. The rest of the nurses later agreed, so we never hid our love after that.
When you saw the roses, your heart fluttered in your chest. You were awe struck by their beauty and you knew immediately whom they were from. All the nurses began telling you to open the card. You took a deep sniff of a rose and opened the card. Only three short, but powerful words appeared: “I miss you.” A tear rolled down your cheek. Bailey stood next to you, hugging your shoulder. “Awww, sweetie. Don’t you cry. You get her on the phone right now and tell her you’ll be home soon. She needs you more than we do,” and handed you the phone. You sat down and dialed the number.
I was in the middle of a sit-up when the phone rang. I jumped up, nearly tripping on a dumb bell, and got the phone. “Hello?” I answered breathless.
“I love you, baby,” you managed to get out in a soft voice with a sniff. Just from those three soft words, I could tell you had been crying, so my floodgates were opening up all over again.
“Aww, baby doll, I love you, too. Please don’t cry. You know… what that does to me!” I could hear some of the nurse’s voices in the background, so I knew you weren’t alone, which comforted me. I would hate the thought that you were alone crying. The nurses cared about you enough to be there for you when I couldn’t.
“I’m so sorry that I had to leave this morning, but I should be home very soon.” You made sure I noticed the emphasis on “very.”
“It’s ok, sweets. You just get home in one piece, ok? There’s more for you when you get here.” On to phase two I thought with a smile.
“Oh, there is?” Your voice perked up. “What else have you got planned?” I could hear the nurses “ooh’ing” and “aww’ing” at your excited words.
“It’s a surprise. You better get back to work, so you can come home faster! I love you.”
“I love you more than you will ever know, Meliss. I’ll be home as soon as I can, love.” And we hung up.
I was extremely proud of you for getting as far as you had at the hospital in such a short time. The kids all loved you and didn’t want you to leave their side. The staff immediately grew to love you, too, once they believed you were there for the kids, not to just get the big bucks. Only problem was they were seeing you more than I was. And that was about to change! I had work to be done! I hopped in the shower again. I was giddy with excitement. My baby was coming home soon. I lathered up my entire body. It felt like an eternity had passed since I was next to you, when in reality, it was just a couple hours ago. My mind was going into over-drive about what was going to take place when we seen each other. I had to snap myself out of my daydream, and rinse off. I picked out a white thong that was covered in hearts and a matching bra. I pulled on my favorite pair of tan Wranglers, (which happened to be your favorite, too) and a dark tan T-shirt with black lettering. Then I laced up my boots. I couldn’t decide what to do with my hair, so I just brushed it to the side. My perm still had lots of curl to it and asked to be showed off, but I knew you also liked seeing me in my Black Stetson. A touch of make-up and I was done with my outfit.
I didn’t know how much time I had before you were home, so I was scampering about, trying to finish my plan. I scattered the roses throughout the house and attached little notes to each one. I held the last one in my hand on our bed. The house soon began to take on the aroma of the roses. I turned on the CD player and popped in a CD that I had made special for you with all of our songs.
Two hours after we got off the phone, you were walking in the front door. “Meliss?” You call out… no answer. It’s then that you see the first rose on the stand by the door where we leave our keys. “What on earth?” You ask softly to yourself. You open the note:
“Welcome home, honey. There’s five more of me. The next one of us will give you quite a ‘work out.’ (Go to the work out room, please.)”
A huge smile appears on your face. You drop your keys, take off your shoes, and head off to the room with the rose in your hand. You find the rose sitting on the bench with another note:
“You are my reason for ‘living.’ (Please go to the living room, baby.)” And you do, with two roses now in your hands. Your heart is beating faster and faster in anticipation of seeing me again.
“I could ‘eat’ you up right now! (Please go to the kitchen.)” And so on, until you get to the fifth rose. The last note says, “I’m waiting for you. ‘Cum’ find me.” An even bigger smile over-takes your face. You race to the bedroom door and find that it’s closed. You slowly open it, not knowing what to expect. You hear the CD playing softly, and then you spot me on the bed… curled up on my side asleep on the silk sheets with the last rose lying next to me. I had done tuckered myself all out with my excitement.
You lay the roses down on our dresser, then gingerly crawl onto the bed behind me. You want desperately to wake me up, but you know you had better do it softly. Your body takes on the form of mine in the spooning fashion. You grab the rose that was lying on the bed next to me and softly drag it across my face. As I start to stir, you place a tender kiss on the back of my neck and whisper, “Good morning, sunshine.”
“Mmmm… Is that really you, baby, or is this some dream I’m in?” I softly purr, not wanting to wake up if it is a dream. The rose falls from your fingertips as you wrap your arm around my waist, pulling me closer, then kiss my neck again. “Nice answer,” I whisper as I turn over onto my back.
“Hi, baby. Thank you for the roses.” You say as you lean down to kiss the tip of my nose. As you rise up, my hands go to your cheeks, caressing them. I lean up and softly touch my lips to yours. My tongue snakes out between my lips, pleading to be let into your hot mouth. You willingly oblige, as our kiss grows more passionate. My body is trembling with excitement. I wrap my arms around you, one at the waist and the other under your arm that’s resting on the bed. I hear a faint moan from you when I suck on your tongue as you pull it out of my mouth. You break the kiss reluctantly to catch your breath.
“You’re welcome,” I say softly with a wicked grin. My body is once again alive with excitement at the feel of your skin. You scoot down on the bed a little bit so you can rest your head on my chest. I begin to softly massage your back through your blouse. “That feels so good, Meliss. I could lay here forever,” you purr as you give me a soft squeeze. I kiss the top of your head. You were slowly relaxing under my touch when I felt you suddenly tense up. You had spotted the packed suitcase on the floor at the side of the bed.
“Baby?” You quietly ask.
“Yes, my love?”
“Are we going somewhere?”
“As a matter of fact, we are. That is, as soon as we find the energy to tear ourselves apart.” I giggle then I start tickling your side, making you squirm and laugh above me. “And don’t even ask, cause it’s a surprise,” I go on.
As the giggling subsides, you fully lay your body on top of me with one leg lying in between mine. As if by cue, Dido’s song “Best Day of my Life” begins to play. My hands once again begin to stroke your back. I gaze up into your beautiful eyes to find a look of pure love. A shudder runs through my body. It wasn’t the first time I had seen that much passion in your eyes, but it still excited me to no end. You were mine, finally. The line in Dido’s song was so very true: “If my house fell down around me, I wouldn’t have a clue, because you’re near me.”
“Kath?” I softly ask.
“Yeah?” Your eyes still glazed over with love.
“You remember that promise we made when we first got together to not fall too hard?” I pause as you nod yes. “I think I broke it.” You lean down to place the softest kiss I’ve ever felt upon my lips. My heart melts. I slightly open my mouth, wanting the kiss to become deeper. You take the invitation and slide your tongue between my lips, causing me to moan into your mouth. I loved kissing you. I was left unbelieving that I was your first kissing partner from the very beginning. You were never in a rush and added in just the right amount of wetness to drive me crazy with lust. Our first kiss left me wet for weeks on end just thinking about it. Every kiss before that was nothing but a waste of breath. You were everything I ever wanted in a kisser, and we always took full advantage of a spare moment to “practice” our techniques. Only this kiss was a bit different. It was full of love, rather than pure lust. It was as if we were telling each other via our tongues how much we cared for each other. I felt a tear drop onto my cheek, and I knew it wasn’t from me. I opened my eyes and slowly ended our wonderful kiss. “Baby, what’s wrong?” I inquire as I wipe your tear-stained cheeks with my thumb.
“Nothing’s wrong. That’s just it. Everything is perfect! I’m with the woman that I love… A woman who spoils me… A woman that I absolutely adore.”
“A woman that’s gonna steal you away from the world for a couple days, too,” I add with a wink.
“That’s only if I decide to let you up, little one.” You remark back smiling as you softly flick the end of my nose with your index finger. You did have a point there. You were a smidgen taller and stronger than I was, but I wasn’t about to let that stand in my way. In one swift move, I rolled us over so that I was now on top of you. Your eyes grew wide in surprise.
“A-ha! Didn’t know I could do that, did you?” I laugh! You tried to roll us back over, but I had you pinned down. I grabbed your arms and pulled them up over your head. You tried to squirm your way out of my hold, but it wasn’t any use. I kissed you hard on the lips. My tongue immediately re-entering your mouth, dancing playfully with your tongue. The kiss took you by surprise. You froze for an instant, then began kissing me back with such fire I had never known from you. Your hips began to rise up on their own accord, meeting mine. Our lips locked together and I took full advantage of it. I began sucking your breath away. I knew that drove you wild. I pulled my lips away from yours, panting and smiling that devilish smile.
“Damn, baby! I love it when you do that.” You say trying to catch your breath.
“Well, I plan on doing it a lot more as soon as we reach our home away from home.” I pause for a moment, then continue, “I’d love to stay like this, but we’ve gotta git, so we can beat the weekend traffic. So, get your sweet ass up and put those roses in a vase.” I release your arms and playfully slap at your leg as I get off the bed.
“Yes, ma’am!” You giggle, mocking my southern drawl.
I picked up the suitcase (not that we needed it anyway, but just in case) before you even started getting off the bed. I loaded the suitcase into the back of the truck, then walked back into the house. You were still lying on the bed, nearly falling asleep. I crawled up beside you on the bed and kissed your forehead. “Baby, we can stay here if you want to. We don’t have to go anywhere,” I whisper.
“No! I want to go with you. I’m just tired. Stayed up too late watching you,” you cooed back.
“Well, c’mon. You can sleep on the way there, ok?”
I grabbed a couple of Dr Peppers for the ride there and we were out the door. We stopped at the nearby grocery store for the essentials… whip cream, chocolate syrup, cherries, and whatever else caught our eye. The lady at the checkout counter gave us a knowing smile and blushed, but didn’t ask any questions. Then once again, we were in our truck and on our way. You had your head leaned up against the passenger window with your eyes closed. I knew you were tired, but that was no way to sleep comfortably.
“Honey, why don’t you lie down?” I patted my leg for you to use as a pillow. You smiled and took the invitation. You laid your head down softly, draping your arm over my thigh, gently rubbing it with your thumb. You looked so innocent and at peace, but most of all, beautiful. I turned the radio down, then ran my fingers through your hair and traced a line over your cheek and forehead to relax you. Within minutes, your thumb had ceased to move and you were sleeping. I could have sworn I heard you purr a time or two. I was caught between wanting to get to the cabin in a hurry, and not wanting to wake you. So for once, I actually drove the speed limit.
A short time later, we pulled into the driveway of a gorgeous two-story log cabin that was surrounded by Oak trees and had access to the lake in back. I stopped the truck near the front door and softly tried waking you up. “Baby, we’re here. Wake up,” I whisper as I tenderly shake your shoulder. You slowly awake from your sleep and sit up, rubbing your eyes and yawning.

My hands were trembling as I left the house that night. We had been emailing, messaging, having the hottest cyber-sex anyone could have ever dreamed. Now here I was, two months later, going to fulfill my greatest fantasy. I was going to meet Michael.
We met through an internet dating service where I had put one line in my profile about wanting to find someone who wanted to be “tutored”. I was browsing through the young men’s profiles (I am 40, but only looked at the ones from ages 18~24)
when I saw a very literally stimulating profile… words that flowed, made me laugh, made me hungry to find out more. I couldn’t help but respond.
It was so hot when he wrote back, so awkward but knowing full well what he was in for with me. He made mention right away of the “tutoring” comment, and from there we were off, teasing, taunting, masturbating together online, thinking of each other constantly. We couldn’t seem to get enough, and the hunger was growing and mounting. I am wet right now just thinking about it. He was such an…inspiration.
I remember one day when I was alone, certainly a rare occasion here, and we were getting heated up together online… damn, that boy was exciting me in ways I never dreamed possible. My hand reached out ~ I turned on voice and let him listen to me play with myself til I came. He followed very soon after that, begging me to let him eat my pussy, to suck his hard virgin cock.
I stayed up half the night just fantasizing about him… about meeting him… about taking his cock into my eager hungry mouth. It just had to happen somehow, it HAD to.
So that brings me back to the first time we met. I told myself for days, “This kid is only 19. What are you doing?” But that only made it hotter in my eyes. We planned to meet in a public place, and I anticipated it with such a hunger, such an insatiable desire. This was my greatest fantasy and it was about to come true that very night.
I got into my truck, hands trembling, heart pounding in my throat. I drove on to the town where Michael was going to college (he was a freshman at the time) and to the designated meeting place. I could feel the heat building in my pussy… the moisture and the heat like a furnace, like a sauna. I wore a long black velvet skirt, under which was my favorite garter belt and seamed stockings. I wore no panties that night and that helped the tension to mount. Damn, I was going to meet him! I unbuttoned my blouse one more button, no ~ two, to make sure I was revealing all my 36C’s and push-up bra had to offer. I stepped out of the truck and nearly lost my balance. I was so weak from excitement.
My legs were like rubber as I stumbled to the door of the restaurant. My hair was perfect… long smoothed out and freshly dyed to a sultry red per Michael’s request. My makeup needed attention so I went into the restroom to touch it up. I sat down to relieve my bladder, and when I went to wipe felt how very wet I had gotten. I listened to see if anyone was nearby then I proceeded to rub my clit… faster… faster. Mmmmmm, how good… it felt so good I nearly came right there, but a couple girls came in very loudly and I figured it best to save it til I could give it to Michael.
I waited for what seemed like an eternity for him to show up. I was sitting in the back room of the place just about to give up when in walks this beautiful dark haired blue eyed boy. I think stopped breathing then and there. I looked up at him and he looked at me. The electricity was astounding, I had never felt such intensity.
He walked over to me and simply said, “Hi, Jasmine”. I could only squeak out a lame ,”Hi.”
I was one big mess of pheromones and raging hormones.
As he sat next to me my mind raced back to all the times we had cum together online. Man, I wanted him like no other. He sat down and I could feel the heat of his body in the booth next to me. He was touching up against my outer thigh with his hip, just enough to put the pressure on. Before I knew what I was doing I was reaching down… under the table, running my nails down his leg… back up again. He just looked at me and tried to not show it on his face, but I knew he was loving it. I ran my finger up between his thigh and his balls. Now I was getting so fucking hot and wet I could barely keep from moaning out loud. I could feel his cock getting harder against the back of my hand, so I ran my hand across it. I felt Michael catching his breath as I took his zipper, pulling it ever so slowly down so I could get to what I wanted.
I reached into his pants, oh God that boy was so hard. I started stroking him slowly at first and he slid down a little further into the booth. I pumped a little harder, faster and could feel him coming up to meet my hand, pushing against me. We were both so lost in that moment. I felt the pressure building fast and wanted him to feel so good, I couldn’t help myself I just kept pulling, pumping, jerking that kids cock. He started to shake and let out a little soft moan .Oh shit! He was cumming there in my hand. His cum exploded from him so fast and hard that I nearly came just feeling it pulsing from his young body. I looked around to see if anyone was nearby. (I knew there was a reason I took that very back booth).
Then, without even reconsidering, I lowered my head down… under the table… ran my tongue around his belly down to his still throbbing cock. I hungrily licked every drop from him , paying special attention to the spots that made him shake and moan softly. I took his balls into my mouth, one at a time, then ran my tongue flat up the entire shaft of his perfect young cock to the swollen head. I then proceeded to suck out everything that was left in him, every single drop. He tasted so good to me. I then came up and looked him in the eyes… beautiful baby blue.
Then I smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
“Glad to meet you, Michael” I said to him, smiling, his cum still on my breath. “Glad to meet you too, Ma’am”.
Michael and I have met several times since then. We know it’s not realistic to think of a relationship in the traditional sense, but have both agreed that for now this is the hottest thing that could ever possibly happen and we’re not quite ready to give it up. We both have too much to learn and try.
Oh, by the way ~ Michael is no longer a virgin. There was a great deal of tutoring in that department, but I suppose that’s yet another story…

It was Thursday and I was horny and broke. Even though I should be studying for exams the following week, I hit the street at the bookstore around 10pm.
There were several cars circling the block, sometimes two or three. Almost every one would slow as they passed and stared, sometime wave. I was particular, deciding to wait until I saw an attractive man.
I didn’t wait long. A dark blue panel truck cruised by with a good looking middle aged man. It was one of those model without and windows on the side or in the back door. Unlike the cars, he pulled up to the curb in from of me.
Leaning over, he rolled down the window and asked if I’d like to get in. As I walked up to the door, I could see him better … a very handsome man with an apparently good body.
“You know I’m hustling” I queried
“Sure” he smiled. “I especially like to pay guys. Ah .. no involvement.”
Well, I figured he was married or something like that and would be fun. Married men were so appreciative, but never gave me more than I asked.
“How much?” he asked as I got in the truck.
“A hundred. …. ah … for an hour, but I don’t watch the clock. Ok?”
“Sure. What do you do for that?” he asked.
“I guess anything. Well, all the regular stuff. … ya know, sucking and fucking.”. As I answered I was surprised at his expression.
He turned with a smirk on his face, “Any regular stuff?”
I wasn’t sure why he had said that, but didn’t want to ask as he put the truck in gear and we drove off. After a few minutes, he had found a deserted road near the edge of town and pulled over.
“C’mon, let’s get in back” his voice was very demanding.
I hadn’t noticed, but there was a heavy curtain hanging behind the seats, closing off the back of the truck. I was surprised when I crawled into the back. The floor was soft, covered with mattresses. He got in the back with me.
“Strip, boy” he demanded.
I quickly took everything off and so did he. My excitement was high and my cock was rock hard by the time I laid down, waiting for him to use me.
He lay next to me, taking me in his arms and kissing my lips, holding my mouth wide open and moving his tongue deep inside me.
One hand traced the contour of my body until he reached my dick, throbbing by now with a drop of precum on the tip.
I also reached for his fuck stick… and about died. It must have been 10 inches and probably the thickest real cock I’d ever had.
“You’re pretty nice” I answered. “Your body is hot.” I had been feeling his well defined chest, with a dusting of short dark hair. With his slim waist, I could only assume that he worked out regularly.
He got on top of me in a 69 position. I tried to suck his huge cock into my mouth, but it just wouldn’t fit.
“Damn, it’ssss t…. tooo big” I said sorta gurgling on the head.
“Do the best you can” he answered. “I want your ass anyway”
He was literally swallowing my cock. Taking it into his throat and massaging the head with his throat muscles. Never had I had such a good blow job.
He reached down to my knees and raised my legs, and my ass, very high. His face went quickly to my hairless crack, licking the length and pausing at my hole to shove his long tongue inside.
He was driving me crazy. I needed his cock in me … I had to be fucked!
Breathing hard, I gasped, “Fuck me … FUCK ME please”
He quickly swung around between my legs, slapped some lube on my crack and on his cock and put that massive head against my quivering hole.
He started applying pressure. My sphincter yielded allowing the head to almost pop in. I must have jerked and let out a yelp, because he stopped pushing.
“DAMN, don’t stop! Give it to me! Give me every inch of that fucking big cock! I wanna be rammed hard!” I was almost screaming.
He gave it more pressure. Inch by inch, that fat fuck stick disappeared into my eager hole. Oh man, it hurt like hell, but it was the erotic ‘good’ hurt that I so loved to feel when I was getting fucked.
He pistoned gently at first, then increased both length and speed, slipping his massive meat all the way out of my hole on every stroke.
With only a very brief hesitation, he would plunge it all the way back in. His aim was perfect … he would punch my prostrate every time, making me feel like I was gonna shoot any second. I grabbed my cock and started to pound it.
He hooked his arms under my knees and then slapped my hand away from my cock. Holding my wrists, he held my arms straight out while his cock ravaged my stretched hole.
“I don’t want you to cum until I tell you it’s ok” he commanded with a stern voice.
God! I thought I was in heaven. Held down by a hot stud being pounded and rammed mercilessly, I was about to pop.
He started to tense and I knew the end was near. He bent over to lay on me and plant a kiss on my that about sucked my adam’s apple out.
I felt him shudder as his cock pulsed his seed in my ass. His groin, rubbing on my cock and the cum blasting in my ass, was more than I could handle. My own rod blew a load like I’ve not felt before, lubing our bellies and chest.
Exhausted, he collapsed on top of me, still holding my legs high and his softening cock in my butt. Eventually, he pulled it out and stretched down beside me.
We laid together for a long while. He held and gently massaged my cock and balls the entire time. Gradually, he started to arouse me again. He manipulated my dick until it was quite hard and ready for action.
“Good boy” he was pleased. “I was hoping you could do it again, cause I need another shot at that ass”.
He rolled me on my stomach, spread my legs.
With his hands spreading my cheeks, he buried his face in my crack, still wet with cum and lube. Damn, he kept it up for a long time … I thought I’d go crazy.
Then he mounted me, thrusting his giant cock deep into me in one stroke. I let out a yelp and he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back so I couldn’t squirm forward.
His thrusting felt exceptionally good … no more pain, just the feeling of being completely filled with huge man meat.
Again, he managed to stimulate my prostrate. He would pull all the way out before plunging deep into my guts again. After a few minutes, he put his arms around me, squeezing my body tight against his.
Then he rolled us both over … I was on my back on top of him … his cock still slowly pumping my ass.
He put one hand on my balls and started to gently pull on them. At the same time, he started to pump my rock hard dick. I started to feel the cum swell up inside me when he gave a few hard thrusts in my ass … I knew he was cumming.
Too much for me …. I begged, “Please let me cum …. please.”
“Ok, do it boy, DO IT NOW” he said almost breathlessly.
Without hesitation, my cock pumped out my sticky sperm, shooting all the way over my belly and chest and landing all over my shoulders and face. Actually it wet my fuckers’ face too, under my right shoulder.
We lay there panted and sweating for awhile, then he rolled me off of him and started to pull on his clothes. I did the same. We climbed into the front seats. He fiddled around with his wallet , then shoved a wad of bills in my hand,
“There’s a couple a hundred …. ah, You’re worth a lot more.” he was smiling.
“Oh man, this is too much. I do need it, but you’re too good to charge” I actually hoped he wouldn’t take it back, cause I was desperate, and he didn’t disappoint.
“Nonsense! Take it. You earned it. There’s more where that came from if you call me.” He handed me a calling card that was blank, except for a printed phone number.
“Thanks, I’ll call soon. I’ve got some exams next week, so I have study. I’ll call you around the end of the week. I’ll have a few days off, then”, I said hopefully.
“Kewl … I’ll be waiting. We’ll go to my place then.”
He drove me back to my dorm. I leaned over and kissed him and thanked him again. As I turned to leave, he gave me a little pat on my butt.
For the rest of the week, I studied and studied some more. I aced the exams and felt really good about myself. I only jacked off a couple of times.
It was Thursday again, a week after I had met my hot ‘trick’. I called the number he gave me. As the voice said ‘hallo’, I realized that I didn’t know his name and I had not told him mine.
“Ahhh …. my name is Bill. I think I met you last Thursday in your truck” I stammered.
“Oh yeah. I remember … I’d never forget you. My name is Steve. How’d your exams go?” he sounded happy to hear from me.
“Ok, I’m sure I did real well. Now I need a few days of entertainment. Any suggestions?”, I replied.
He let out a slight chuckle, “Sure kid. Wanna come to my place? I’ll keep you real busy.”
“Yeah, but I don’t have a car”
“No prob … I’ll pick you up. When will you be ready?”
“How about NOW?”, I wanted it bad.
He picked me up in about 30 minutes. I had packed a few overnight things incase he wanted me to stay
We arrived at an impressive house. I thought that this guy must be loaded to afford such a place.. On the way, he told me he lived alone, but had a select group of guys that visited him on regular occasions.
I was the first he had nailed outside of the group in several years.
He lead me into the kitchen from the garage. “You hungry?” he asked. I told him that I wasn’t so he took my hand and we started into the basement.
I was amazed and fascinated by his playroom. There was a sling hung in the center of the room. Some leather items neatly hung on the walls along with several dildos, some of which were the largest I’d ever seem. I went to the wall with the leather goods and started quizzing my host as to their purpose.
After several explanations, he asked, “You want to try some of them?”
I hesitated, then told him I didn’t like pain, but some bondage would be ok.
He told me to strip and I did so quickly, eager to get that big cock again. By the time I was naked, my own rod was at attention.
He picked me up and laid me in the sling, fastening my ankles and wrists to the chains that held it to the ceiling. I was helpless and I liked the feeling. I trusted Steve and knew he’d give me a good time
I wasn’t disappointed. He fucked my face even though I couldn’t take much of his cock in my mouth. I managed to get him to cum … he tasted salty and strong, just like a dominate man should. He fucked my ass several times before he let my off that sling.
For several days, we fucked and sucked. One time he spanked my ass very hard while I was in the sling. It hurt like hell and my ass was stinging, but I found myself liking it.
I liked it a lot. The more he wacked me, the harder I got. Damn, maybe a little b&d wasn’t