Student becomes teacher [part 3 of 3]
By: Volunteer30 (newmaninjcmo@yahoo.com)

Enjoying a day off of work, the ki** were at my parents house and my wife was at work…then my cell phone rings.

It is Jon.

Jim, Michelle and I need a favor. Can you help?

Depends. What’s up?

Jon replied, I better let Michelle tell you. Here she is.

Michelle interjects, Jim, you are going to like this. Trust me. Can you get to my aunt’s condo in a half hour?

I tell her, Twenty minutes actually.

Perfect. See you then.

So I head down the highway and get to the condo. I started wondering if Darla’s sister, Michelle’s aunt, knew how often we used her place..and what we used it for.

I get to the condo and notice a couple of unfamiliar cars there. I knock on the door and I am greeted by a cute young thing. Shorter than Michelle, blonde, and with curves in all of the right places. She says, You must be Jim. I’m Aimee.

Aimee, right. Nice to meet you. What’s going on? Michelle and Jon not here?

Yeah, they are in there. They couldn’t wait for you.

I turn the corner and there is Michelle getting titty fucked by Jon, the tip of his cock in her mouth. Two other girls are watching them. One is tall and thin, with very small breasts but a nice little ass. The other, built like Michelle, same height, very large firm breasts….and she is rubbing herself through her panties while watching the action in front of them.

Jim, thanks for coming down. Michelle had been telling Aimee, Cindy and Jeanne about the other day. They didn’t believe it, so we wanted to prove it.

Don’t worry, we are all eighteen, said the taller one, Cindy.

I’m Jeanne. I have done this before, so I couldn’t see how Michelle got all worked up about it.

But, she definitely knows what she is doing and I didn’t. So, Jim…can I try?

Before I could say yes, Jeanne and Cindy are undoing my belt and dropping my jeans to the floor. Aimee is watching, studying almost.

So Jim, besides Michelle, have you had a lot of young girls suck your cock?

Not even when I was a young man.

About this time, Jon shoots his load all over Michelle’s tits and into her mouth. Aimee jumps down and licks it off of Michelle.

You are right, Michelle. It isn’t bad, Aimee tells everyone.

Jon added, I heard that eating pineapple helps the taste.

I asked, Really? Where do you hear stuff like that?

Dude, it is on the internet. And avoid asparagus….does to cum what it does to piss…makes it stink and probably taste bad.

No worries there….

Jeanne is stroking my cock and waiting for Michelle’s direction.

Jeanne, just relax. Take him in your mouth, lick him like it was an ice cream cone. Oh, Jim…thanks for helping.

Helping…yeah. Name for me any man who would walk away from this opportunity.

Jeanne is licking and sucking away. Michelle is talking her through it.

Jeanne is getting more and more into it. Taking me deeper and deeper.

Now Jim, tell her when you are about to cum. Jeanne told me she wants it in her mouth the first time.

Aimee is looking me in the eyes. She seems to almost be in a trance. She is rubbing her pussy and pinching her nipples in excitement.

Jon, you are letting me be the center of attention. Michelle got you on a tight leash?

Yeah…you are the one with the experience.

Experience. Like it takes a lot of work to get your dick sucked? But, who am I to argue.

Jeanne has a lot of enthusiasm, that is for sure. Michelle is offering encouragement. Aimee and Cindy are watching and playing with themselves.

OK, Jeanne…here it comes.

With that, she sucked harder than anyone I had ever experienced. It almost hurt. She did not let a drop escape.

Michelle inquired, So?

Better than my last try. Maybe it was the fact that I wasn’t nearly forced to do it. Or the fact that it was a much bigger and more mature cock.

Aimee asked, So…how did he taste? Jon was pretty good.

Actually, I liked it. Thanks Jim.

No, Jeanne, thank you.

Really, you are pretty good for your second time.

Cindy enjoyed the scene, but seemed disinterested when Michelle offered to coach her with Jon.

If I am going to do this with everyone watching, I am going to do it with Jim.

Jon seemed disappointed, but Michelle was working on that.

Jim, can you handle another young girl sucking your cock? Cindy asked.

And without hesitation, I walked up to her and waved my equipment in her face.

This time Michelle and Jeanne coached….leaving Jon a little blueballed.

So Cindy is much more aggressive in her style. She almost wanted me to fuck her throat.

She had me grab the sides of her head and pump in back and forth while she was on her knees.

And she was getting wet too. She was rubbing her clit and brought her hand up to touch my chest…it was soaked.

Cum on my itty bitty titties, Jim!! About thirty seconds later, I did just that.

Meanwhile, Aimee was giving Jon her attention. Michelle and Jeanne just noticed and it seemed that Michelle might not have been happy with this.

Do you think she is better than me, Jon?

Jon replied, Not better, just different. You know, like your mom.

Oops.

Michelle and Jon told Aimee, Jeanne and Cindy that Darla showed her how to give head, but left out the fact that Darla had blown Jon herself.

Cindy then asked, Jim, who is the best? You have had all of us and Darla.

No, I haven’t. Aimee hasn’t given me a go yet.

Aimee was getting titty fucked, coached by Michelle, by Jon. And she had no interest in changing that any time soon.

I sad between Jeanne and Cindy watching the other three. Jon pulled his cock up to give Aimee the facial she was begging for…but Michelle jumped in and caught most of his load.

Then came the unexpected. Michelle snowballed Jon’s load into Aimee’s willing mouth.

Jeanne asked, Jim, are you satified by just getting head? Or do you like to fuck too?

Jeanne, I can be satified by good blow jobs. I like fucking, of course. It is great. But I also know that you are probably not happy just sucking cock.

True. I do like it now. But, I think I want something in me. I want to try it.

I warned, Jeanne, you are a beautiful young girl with your life in front of you. Same with Michelle. And Aimee and Cindy. Do you want to get pregnant?

No, and that is why are all, except for Michelle, on the pill.

Well, there is something else you can do. If the guy is as willing as I am. Jon, are you ready to learn something?

Sure Jim, what?

With that, I dove between Jeanne’s legs and showed her the pleasures of receiving oral sex.

Jon watched…asked questions…and dove in on Michelle.

Jeanne turned around and sat on my face. Aimee grabbed my cock and started working it. I wasn’t sure that I had a third load in me, but Aimee and Jeanne were determined to find out.

Jon found Michelle’s magic button…he worked her clit hard…she screamed so loud we thought the cops would be called.

Aimee worked out that third load….she snowballed it to Cindy.

Jeanne came too…not as loud as Michelle, but she was clearly satified. oral sex mistress stories

And four of us were worn out. Cindy and Aimee were wanting more. The rest of us were done.

But Cindy said she’d have time tomorrow…if I did. And if I didn’t, she’d ask Michelle to use Jon. Oh, I had the time…and hoped that Aimee would join us.

So will Jon want me to teach HIS friends how to eat pussy? He’s got my number…I’ll know when it rings.

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Strangers in the Dark
By: Anonymous Sensuality

She stood at the door, nervously drying her hands on her skirt. Who actually does this? she thought to herself. Who actually gets a casual encounter from Craigslist? The guy had wanted an exchange of oral, nothing more. As Serena orgasmed best from oral, this was a good deal for her. Now she just had to actually go through with it. She knocked gently on the door.

The door opened, and she got a quick impression of a tall shape with dark eyes and hair before the lights went out. I’m sorry, a low voice said. I want this to be no strings attached, and that includes knowing what each other looks like.

Okay, said Serena cautiously, and she entered the room. Are you undressed? No, came the rumbling reply. Do you mind doing me first, or would you like to go? Emboldened by the polite response, Serena stepped forward farther into the room. No, I would love to do you first. But do you mind if I take off your clothes?

In reply, a large warm hand gently grasped Serena’s wrist and moved it to a cloth-covered hip.

She silently ran her fingers over his lower body, from his firm buttocks to around – but not touching – the bulge at the front of his jeans. She took a deep, silent breath, and moved her hands to his waist, encountering a few tactile flashes of slightly defined abs. Her fingers alit on the waistband, and she paused for just a moment before undoing the fly of his jeans. She pulled them down in a single move, and he stepped out of them, hesitantly.

She moved her hands forward again, and – expecting to find the cloth of his underwear – was startled to find warm skin.

Before she could think about what she was touching, she pushed his chest back until he stopped, legs against where she vaguely remembered a bed being. She pushed down on his shoulders, a silent command to sit. He obeyed without a word. She knelt in front of him, and parted his knees. Serena took another deep breath, and moved forward. Her hand encountered a semi-erect penis, pointing to about her chin level. She was amazed at the softness of it, and inhaled a faint scent of cleanser. He must have just showered.

She stroked his dick gently, alternating hands, until he had grown fully hard.

She continued to gently rub, amazed as always at the blood-engorged steel under the soft skin of a penis. Her stroking grew a little faster, until she touched the tip and encountered a drop of precum. Now it was time for the show. She settled down more comfortably on her knees and leaned forward. She took just the tip of his cock in her mouth, and rolled it around her lips. A gently sucking on the hole ensured she cleaned off all the precum that had just accumulated.

She took more and more of him into her mouth with every thrust forward of her head. She amused herself by imagining what it looked like, in the light. She could feel the prominent veins standing out on the shaft as he got harder and more aroused. Would it be red?

Would the head that was currently sliding along the roof of her mouth be a burgundy, or more of a purple color? Her thoughts were interrupted by a ragged throat-clearing. You can be a little more rough if you want to, he half-whispered huskily. I’m not that delicate.

She smiled around his cock and hoped he felt it. Time to get down to business. She pushed forward, until her bottom lip grazed his balls. She took his balls into her hand and began to roll them around as she moved back and forth faster. She soon had both hands in the mix, one hand massaging his testicles as before, and the other following her chin with a tight hand around his shaft as the went up and down the shaft. She was rewarded with his breath becoming more audible and ragged as she went on.

Both hands went on the shaft now, pushing and pulling on an ever-harder penis as she sucked hard on the head. Grunts were now punctuating his breaths. She moved one hand back to his balls, and felt them swell in their sac.

She felt his buttocks behind his ball sac tighten up, and quickly started pumping his shaft with both hands. He let out a low moan as his dick pulsed, sending out spurts of semen. She swallowed them each as they came, each swallow in response to an increased moan as he ejaculated. After many seconds, there was a creak as he flopped back in the bed, satiated. She had kept energetically rubbing his cock during the whole orgasm, and how let her grip on his softening cock slow and stop. The tip of his cock popped out of the suction of her mouth with a small pop and flopped down. She gave it a few small kisses, and smiled to see it twitch as it made a heroic attempt to get erect again.

She continued to kneel quietly between his legs as his breathing quieted and slowed over the course of a few minutes. Wow, came a quiet, contented whisper from the head of the bed. There was a movement of air as he sat up, and Serena’s breath was now bouncing off his chest. He gently grasped her upper arms and pulled her up to a standing position, while he remained sitting. Cautious fingers roamed over her shirt – avoiding her breasts – until he determined that she was wearing a t-shirt. He grabbed the hem and tugged it upwards. Serena obligingly raised her arms and let him pull the shirt off of her. He reached around her – a quick impression of soft curly hair touching her stomach – and undid her bra, pulling it off as he pulled his arms back. Her breasts now bobbled free in the breeze, her nipples tightening. She gasped quietly as she felt the unexpected warm wetness of his mouth on her left nipple.

She threw her head back and closed her eyes as his lips sensuously sucked on it. His warm fingers gently rubbed the other nipple, and both sensations felt wonderful. She barely noticed as he used his free hand to unzip her skirt and pull it down to her ankles. He removed both mouth and hand from her nipples, and stood up. He turned her around and tenderly pushed her back onto the bed, into much the same position that he was in before.
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He moved on top of her, warm body wrapping around hers, and resumed his previous position of sucking and rubbing her nipples. Through the soft haze of pleasure, Serena could feel drops of moisture collecting in her vagina and dripping down to pool in her underwear.

She was glad she had showered and trimmed before she had come. A hand replaced his mouth on her nipple, and he kissed his way down to the waistband of her panties. Both hands were on her hips, now, and she could feel his hot breath damping down the outside of her underwear. He gave the outside of her panties a gentle, long, kiss, and she drew in a deep breath, breasts swelling as she did. He gently drew her underwear off, and she moved her legs above his head so he could draw them off and throw them to somewhere unknown in the room.

His hands now went to her inner thighs, and she let out a silent hiss as his hands caressed that so-sensitive area while pushing her legs apart. Cool air hit the wetness of her vagina, and she realized how turned on she had become. He kissed his way up her mound, starting at one edge of her bikini line and going around to the other side. His hands, those tourturously-slow hands, pulled her lips apart, revealing her inner folds.

He licked a slow line up each labia, removing her own lubrication and replacing it with his saliva as he went. With a small movement of his tongue he pushed back the hood of her clitoris, and gave the little button a lick. She let out a quiet gasp as her nerve endings fired.

A long finger, then two, penetrated her. She sighed quietly. A slow rhythm developed – thrusting in and out of her vagina, with a lick to her clit every few thrusts. Her breathing slowly got heavier, as his fingers squelched more with her increased arousal. Her arousal matched his thrusts for awhile, but eventually an empty feeling started to develop.

Faster, harder, she whispered to him, and was rewarded by increased pressure on her clit and thrusts coming at a quicker pace. She let out a small groan as she felt heat grow in her lower belly. Her hips started to buck slightly as she came closer and closer to orgasm. He stayed with her the whole time, tongue and fingers never missing a beat. More! came the groan, and he cooperated. He was now sucking on her clit, as his fingers moved in and out in a maddening rhythm.

She felt the tell-tale signs. A warmth started in her clit and quickly spread to the rest of her pussy. An anticipatory emptiness arose, until it was filled with the pleasure of her orgasm rushing through her. She moaned loudly.

Her hips lifted off of the bed with the intensity, she grunted with each contraction of her vaginal muscles. He continued to lick and suck her clitoris, but her pussy held his fingers in place with a tight grip. She tried to draw in breath, but her body was nearly rigid with the force of the pleasure ripping through her. It seeped out, eventually, and she let her hips drop down to the bed. He stopped touching her clit, but his fingers still lazily moved in and out of her, occasionally feeling a few aftershock clenches. After a few minutes he withdrew them as well.

She sat up on the bed, and felt fluids drain out of her onto the bed linens as her vagina changed position. She felt her skirt by her foot, and pulled it up. Her shirt and bra were a few inches away, and she put those on as well. She wasn’t sure where he was in the room as she got up and moved to the door.

A soft voice stopped her for a moment as she grabbed the doorknob. Thank you. No problem, she smiled. And keep the panties. She opened the door and left, not looking back.

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Stop The World – I’m Coming
By: Naughty Miranda (chrissiebentley@yahoo.com)

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It’s only now that you can see what a massive difference it made in the end. At the time, it was simply a bloody good laugh, and besides, it really wasn’t something you see every day. An entire building… city… country… continent… planet full of people, and all of them dropping whatever they were doing, and either getting or giving head to whoever happened to be closest to them at the time. And doing it for charity as well! That was the most exciting part, I think.

The whole planet got its rocks off, and then it got saved. And we’re here to reap the benefits of that.

It’s hard to believe it was 50 years ago, though. The way the history books talk about it, and the old timers reminisce (ha! I should talk, I’m almost 80 now!), you’d think it all happened yesterday. But no, fifty years have passed since that magical day, and the images are still burned into my brain. A beefy cop on a traffic stop, kneeling to eat out the woman he was ticketing. A girl on the cosmetics counter at Macy’s, getting her make-up smudged by a co-worker’s pussy. A surgeon, pausing midway through a vasectomy, to offer the patient’s wife one last taste of her husband’s living seed.

And so on. If you were there, you have a story. If you weren’t… well, at least you’re still alive. There was a moment there when we doubted that would be the case.

The world had been sinking for a long time before 2010 came along, and a lot of worthy souls had thrown a lot of effort into reversing the decline. There were pop concerts to alleviate hunger, sports events to combat disease, Telethons to arrest poverty… once, they even threw another pop show to raise awareness of global warming, and hands up everybody who thought it would have been far more effective if the performers and audience had just stayed at home, and not added to the problem by driving and flying to be there?

It’s like a lot of things. Second-hand cigarette smoke kills, it was said, so the early century went out and banned people from smoking in public places.

How long did it take them to realize that second-hand exhaust fumes, second-hand factory smoke, and second-hand cooking smells, for God’s sake, were just as lethal as a pack of Marlboro?

What about emissions? The government of the day set some truly admirable targets for the nation’s car manufacturers to meet, and a lot of them succeeded. But they never even mentioned the infinitely more poisonous stench being made by the tanks and armored cars they were driving round their warzones, or the clouds of smoke and filth released every time they dropped a bomb. So the planet continued rolling to hell in a handcart, with our governments telling us to use energy-saving lightbulbs, to take our minds off the fact that they were burning entire forests.

And then we woke up at the beginning of February, 2008, to be told that the world was going to end, literally cease to be, in six weeks time, and there wasn’t a thing we could do about it. Or, rather, there was, but would anyone actually do it?

If we switched off every engine, every radio, every motor, every TV, every microwave, every aromored car… if we switched off everything that sent its little poisons into the air, and kept them off for just 5 minutes, all at once, all over the world, we could buy ourselves another year of life on this planet. 10 minutes would give us a decade. Half an hour would give us an eternity. Just switch everything off and let the planet heal itself in its own magical way.

But how? How could you convince the entire human race, six billion people all over the globe, to just stand still in the silent, cold, dark for ten minutes? Half of them (religious fundamentalists and multi-national businessmen for the most part) didn’t even believe the story was true.

They’d never go along with it, and they said so. There was nothing in it for them.

Or was there? The story broke on February 1, the responses came in on February 2 – and the solution was delivered on February 3. Valentine’s Day was just around the corner. How about, instead of a card and a kiss on the cheek, and all the other nonsense with which we mark the day; how about we all either get down on our knees, or have someone else do it, and give each other the best oral sex we’ve ever had in our lives? And how about if we switch everything off first?

It was a stupid idea, of course. Stupid and disgusting, degenerate, filthy and obscene. But it took off.

The colleges first; within 24 hours, every seat of learning in the Americas, and most across Europe and asia as well, had announced they were going along with it. Even more impressively, they weren’t simply doing it on the same day, either. This was being co-ordinated down to the minute.

Big business, ever mindful of a good marketing opportunity (Suck a Cock and Save the World T-shirts were only the start) followed. The media giants announced that their transmitters and satellites would be off line for 10 minutes, while their employees did their bit for the planet. Auto manufacturers offered workers the chance to try out the back seats of the latest hot models.

Even the porn industry, for whom this was more or less just another day of work, declared their cameras would stop rolling for the duration (although they reserved the right to take still photographs).

The United Nations came on board, bringing with it the involvement of every member nation. The frontrunners in America’s Presidential race added their support to the movement, and the rest of the pack quickly followed. The Queen of England said she’d give it a go. By the time the end of the week rolled around, there wasn’t a dissenting voice to be heard… in fact, there was scarcely a voice of any kind to be heard. One of the 24-hour cable news networks suggested it might be a good idea if we all got some practice in beforehand, and suddenly every channel you surfed past was showing either Deep Throat or Little Oral Annie, and every silhouette framed in the windows you walked past seemed to be sucking or licking or coming or groaning. And it was still only February 12.

At the last the day dawned and, before you even opened your eyes, you knew that it was special. For a start, the streets were silent. It was a workday, a Friday, and there were people on the street. But they were walking… an entire city walking to work, or cycling or skateboarding or whatever else they could do. Nobody wanted to be the first to break the silence with an engine, so nobody did.

Industry felt the same way. The factories and plants all opened, but the machines were quiet. The bosses merely asked that their staff turn up, and what they did with the rest of the day was their business. Only the schools – safe zones for ch**ren, and for anybody who truly didn’t want to be outside at the hour – were behaving in a normal fashion, but the papers the next day said truancy rates had gone through the roof, and who could really be surprised about that?

We were lucky where I lived; the way the timing of the event was worked out, our 10 minutes began at noon. I wondered how people were managing in those further flung corners where they needed to wait until midnight? But then I thought about it, and I was envious instead. Think of the sense of mad anticipation that they’d be able to build up in the meantime! The juices would be flowing before they even got their pants unzipped and, to be honest, I knew exactly how they felt. I was damp when I woke up, wet while I breakfasted and, by the time I got to the office, I was practically dripping on the pavement as I walked.

Margie and Sheelagh were already arguing over which of the mail room boys they would have; they hushed as they saw me, my higher rank automatically gave me the first choice. But I already knew who my eyes were set on, and the fact that he’d only been working here for a week merely added to the attraction. Let the others fight about the same old same old, I wanted to grab me some fresh meat.

Terry was already at his desk, his face buried in one of the manuscripts that I’d handed him a couple of days before.

And that’s not all it’s going to be buried in, I thought, as I paused alongside him. How’s it going?

He looked up. To be honest, it’s difficult to concentrate.

I glanced at the time. I know what you mean. Two hours to go. Isn’t it strange not to hear all the computers humming. Nobody had switched on a single appliance. Even the overhead lights were out, but the gloom just added to the allure of the day. I thought of inviting him to the canteen for coffee, then wondered whether they would even be serving hot drinks today? The handful of cafes I’d passed on my way in were all making a loud virtue of offering just juice, milk and water, and I wondered how long the milk would last, being as no-one was using their fridge today. I’m going to the water cooler. Fancy stretching your legs?

He nodded enthusiastically and I watched as he stood. He had certainly dressed for the day, those pants were as tight as any I’d seen, outlining every ripple and bulge from his waist on down. My eyes halted around his crotch and I saw his gaze join it. He looked startled, as well he might.

If I wasn’t twice his age, I was heading for it, but all that really meant was, I’d amassed both the experience and the enthusiasm for the task in hand. Younger girls might have one, but they rarely had the other; my only concern was that Terry would actually last the ten minutes. My personal teenaged experiences with guys his age were usually over in the time it took to get your fingers around them.

But you know what they say, cometh the hour, cometh the man. Or not, as the case may be. I had that boy jammed so far down my throat that he was practically bumping my clitoris, and it didn’t phase him one bit. He rode the shockwaves like a pro, his hips gently swaying while he searched for a rhythm, then he rolled me beneath him and brought his tongue into play against my screaming wet pussy

I opened one eye and glanced sideways.

On one desk (mine, I noticed; I hoped she’d clean up afterwards), Margie was getting a ferocious tongue lashing from the UPS dude; on another, just off my sightline, but well within earshot, Sheelagh was screaming her way through a similar seeing to from one of the lads from accounts. And in the corridor outside, through the wide open doorway, I could see the mail room guys they’d been squabbling over… ah. So that’s why they were always hanging together.

I was coming now, could feel it driving from the pit of my stomach, building up speed as it rushed to the surface.

Terry was nearing his own end as well; his gentle pulses were now seismic shakes, and I sensed that sudden twist in the taste that he was drilling into my mouth, where the pre-cum ends and the real thing begins. And then, pandemonium, as we exploded together in exquisite harmony, both of us trying to swallow as we cried out with joy, both doing our damnedest to enjoy one another as our own bodies consumed us with pleasure. And when it was over, and we both lay there panting, our taste and juices still caked on our faces, I looked up to see Sheelagh looking down with amazement.

Half an hour, she smiled. Half a fucking hour. She handed me a wad of cash. The office sweepstake. Who could keep it up the longest.

I was so close as well.

I took the money, counted it quickly ($4,000? Jesus Christ!) and handed half to Terry. Let’s just hope this whole thing worked, I said. I want to live long enough to spend this. Then I walked over to the window. As far as the eye could see, couples sat, lay or simply staggered around, lost in an absolute daze. One or two were still going at it; one pair in the park across the road had even gathered a small crowd of admirers, and looking up at one of the windows opposite, the CEO of a top New York ad agency was suckling the last drops from the panhandler who haunted her company’s lobby. I smiled; it was only two days ago that she’d called the cops on the poor guy. Now she was saving the world with him.

Because she did save the world. So did I, so did Margie and Sheelagh, and so did everybody else on the planet. Two days later, the scientists revealed their latest calculations. The world had been at a complete electrical, industrial and technological standstill for no less than 18 minutes, enough time for the planet to roll the clock back several centuries. And the process is ongoing, because nobody, and I repeat nobody, was going to pass up the opportunity to relive that wonderful day again and again. So now we do it every year, and when I say we, I mean it. Black and white, rich and poor, young and old, and even us ancients.

My husband’s 84, but his cock’s as hard as it ever was. And you should see what I can do to it when I slip out my dentures.

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Simple Pleasures 1 on1
By: Throbin Robbin (noemail@address.com)

Finally we have been able to meet after many months of flirting, teasing, suggestion and seduction. Via E-mail (ES OE) and MSN.

We’d decided to meet on a Friday as then we would have the entire weekend to get to know one another better. It turned out to be a clear, chilly spring day. You were flying in from Indianapolis that morning. It felt like I’d travelled halfway across the UK to meet you off your flight. But, it was only 40 miles I was so excited that we were finally meeting face to face. As I stood waiting in the arrivals lounge I was planning the day without any meticulous detail.

It took you a few moments to pick me out from the crowd of people waiting for friend’s, family and loved ones. But, finally you met my gaze and your whole face smiled with delight. You didn’t really recognise me at first glance as I’d changed my hair and lost a few pounds. This to your ever growing admirations made my large chest stand out even further.

First stop was the Hotel, to drop off our bags and to let you freshen up after your long flight. You went for a shower and I decided to change into something more fitting. Well, ok I didn’t really have to change I already had most of it on under my clothes. I just put the finishing touches to it!!! What you saw when you came out of the bathroom, made you stop and stare in aw! Your towel tented instantly and falling to the ground shortly there after as it couldn’t contain all 8 inches of you for long.

I’m stood by the bed wearing a black half-cup Basque which barely contains my ample 34HH breasts, with matching thong, suspender belt and sheer black stockings that you can just see above the black leather knee high boots I’m wearing. I walk over to you. Standing in front of you I lean in to kiss you tenderly.

To your pleasure and surprise I gently but, firmly grasp your engorged cock, turning from our kiss I hear a barely audible whimper emitted from your lips. Still holding onto you I lead you back to the bed.

I sit on the edge and indicate to you the armchair beside me. You dutifully obey me and soon you are rewarded with the sight of me standing between your legs. Noticing the naughty glint in my beautiful blue eyes, you know I have something special in store for you. Then you notice my puffy, glistening lips. I see you intently watching my every move and then your eyes come to rest on my lips. As if reading your mind I say Perfect for sucking that beautiful big juicy cock of yours! Your eyes widen and without giving you a chance to respond with words I have lowered myself to the floor.

Resting on my knees with my hands atop my legs….

I move forward slightly, holding my face mere millimetres away from your throbbing member, I open, my mouth slightly and push my tongue forth and lightly press it onto the penile ridge on the underside of your cock. I run my tongue up and down a few times, occasionally going from side to side. You’re gently running your hands through my soft shoulder length red hair. The contact is almost invisible as though you’re willing my every move. But, it is in fact you that follows me as I make love to you with my mouth. Up, side to side, down, side to side then up. Only this time when I reach the top I stop at your fraenulum.

I flick my tongue from side to side gently at first, gradually increasing the pressure.

Your head is back and your eyes are closed, relishing the subtle waves of pleasure that are surging through your body. Mouth slightly open as you moan and breathe simultaneously. Your body is in a slight state of confusion as it doesn’t know which sensation to react too. Without any change to the rhythm I’m keeping, I bring my left hand up and gently place it under you, cupping your balls. I look up and see your face change from the new sensation, as you realise what I am about to do. I know what you like; want and I know how to give it to you. Mostly it’s instinct but, also from our many discussions via the Internet. I cease what I am doing and hold your head softly with my teeth and I remain in that position.

Now, turning my attention to my left hand I move my middle finger forward and place it firmly on your perineum, moving my finger from time to time. I curl the remaining four (two either side) fingers around your balls and begin the torturous but pleasing gentle massage. Rolling them tenderly around in my palm as though they were ripening soft fruit.

Your moaning loudly, breathing deeply, your eyes shut fast as though you are in a dream. I can assure you, you are not in a dream but, say nothing as the emptiness I would feel once I let go would not be pleasing to either of us… I’m looking up at you watching as I kiss, lick, nibble, suck, tease and massage you into oral heaven.

Listening to every moan, sigh and Oh my god that feels great! is getting me hot and very, very wet. You bring your head forward, open your eyes and see me looking at you. Holding the gaze for what seems like an eternity I become more aroused by you watching me and your changing reactions as I move my left hand and slide my tongue around every inch of your swollen member. I feel you grow within the inner warmth of my pleasure giving mouth. I hear you breathlessly utter Just the site of you and what you’re doing is such a damn turn on!

My face smiles as I continue. Then, without warning I deftly bring my right hand up and firmly grasp your engorged member at the base. I slide my mouth up and down moving my hand up to meet my mouth and then down to gently stretch your foreskin whilst lightly grazing my teeth over your cock head. You moan loudly and breathlessly say God that feels sooo good.

I don’t think I can hold on much longer!

I flash you my best wickedest grin. Which is a little difficult especially with all 8 inches of your rock deeply inserted in my mouth. I bring my head up, pulling back just enough so that once again only your head remains in my mouth. I graze my teeth around the sides and flick my tongue across the top. With my left hand still wrapped around your balls I apply more pressure to them and your perineum. I move my right hand up and down the entire length of your shaft. Adding a little twist every now and then and varying the pressure applied to your shaft and balls as I blow you away!!!

You’re writhing around in your chair and moaning deafeningly. I am preparing to impale myself onto your ever growing cock as you scream at me your close. Just as you finish I plunge forward and bury your cock deep within my throat, my lips straining against your 6.5inch girth. You’re taken completely by surprise and say Aaaarghhh, I’ve waited a long time to do this! coupled with the constant torturing of your balls, perineum and the feel of my throat pulsing against your entire length and girth. You grunt very loudly and soon after you shoot jet after jet of hot sticky cum down my throat and into my belly.

I continue to lick and suck on your receding member until it is no more and you are clean. I look up at you and you’re smiling at me, exhausted but smiling broadly. You reach down and help me to my feet.

You rise from the chair and we make our way to the bed. You lay me down on the bed and then lay beside me. Our bodies are so close we are almost one as we relax and doze. So we are both ready for the lust filled evening we have meticulously planned. Movie or theatre, dinner then…….

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• Genie 15 [part 15 of 20] by: will…
• Strangers in the dark

She loves my come
By: Cornan9 (cornan9@gmail.com)

She’s nestled beside me right here on my bed

with her hands sliding o’er me before she gives head.

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I know that I’m lucky, a right fortunate stiff

to have this angel present me this ultimate gift

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I’ve asked her myself, why ‘me’ to get some?

She looked in my eyes and said ‘cuz I love your come.

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You’re salty and sweet, creamy and hot,

Just the right size and you DO come a lot.

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It amazes me – the distance you shoot –

when I stroke your hard cock and lick it to boot.

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You lie on your back, stretched out on your bed.

I lick and I stroke and you shoot o’er your head.

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Or I love when you stand and I kneel ‘fore your cock.

It points right at me and is hard as a rock.

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I take it in my mouth and make it all slick.

I tongue it and kiss it ’til I feel that firm kick.

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And then I know I shall have my reward.

You’ll fill up my tummy from your thick, veiny cord.

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It warms me up right and I’m ready for the day.

(Works better than coffee in it’s own special way).

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Or I have you sit down and I kneel between

your knees as I use my soft tits to kneed

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your shaft as it slides and I do my best

’till you come and you come all over my chest.

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I rub it all over my tits as you watch

and I marvel as new life returns to your crotch.
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I’ve said it before and I’m still not done

I love doing this becasue I LOVE your come!

• Forbidden fruit – sister-in law
• David’s release

Self Suck Satisfaction
By: PastPresentFuture

It was a lazy sunday morning and I was laying in bed im’ing w/ my ex. The one who introduced me to the joys of a strap on and cum sucking. We’ve been toying w/ each other, casual flirting innuendoes. Or at least I hope she knows it’s just flirting, but man does my cock flow when we talk. Somehow (ha) we got to talking about self sucking today…something I would really love to be able to do, and something I *know* she’d love to watch.

I told her I had succeeded a couple of nights ago and could almost hear her pussy start to drip as I typed about how it felt.

Tell me more! she said. Then, of course, I had to tell her I was kidding, god knows I wish I wasn’t. Inbetween msging my hands were slowly slowly stroking my cock through the soft boxers I wear to sleep in. A large slippery wet spot was slowly spreading across the front of them as my cock throbbed and leaked…I’d slide my hand down further, pressing hard against my balls, harder against the taint, then slowly slowly running my fingers around my tight hole, moaning wishing it was your tongue. That you were on your knees in front of me, lapping at my balls, your spit running down warm wet over my asshole.

I finally couldn’t take it anymore…my cock was leaking like the proverbial faucet and I had it out, letting the precum flow onto my fingers, closing my eyes and licking it off w/ the tip of my tongue as one finger gently stroked the slippery wet head of my cock at the same time in the same pattern. I could feel the head pulse throb, getting harder at the thought of being in my own mouth, the thought of the hot salty precum flowing straight onto my tongue.

I told her I was having computer problems and had to take care of them, said good bye, grabbed a bottle of oil and went into the darkened bedroom. Sprawling on the bed thinking of her tits hanging in my face as her slippery strap on cock rubbed against my hardness, remembering the feel of her thrusting into my ass as I stroked my cock….the sex was always incredible, it was just everything else that sucked.

I lay back and let some oil dribble slowly down the length of my hard cock, dripping down over the ridge, sliding over my balls, moistening the crack of my ass as my fingers slowly and ever so gently stroked up and down over and around….just feeling the hardness, anticipating the throbbing pulsing orgasm I knew was coming soon. One hand slipped under my ass my fingers began to trace gentle circles around my tight hole, slowly loosening it as my other hand stroked my cock from the root alllll the way to the tip, pushing out the first drops of precum that I eagerly licked off my fingers. Shifting on the bed I tilted my hips up and leaned over to see how close my lips could get to the dripping head. Nowhere near enough, though I could feel the heat of my breath on the slippery head of my cock, causing it to throb and drool a thick bubble of precum down it’s length. I stretched as far as I could but was still just a few inches short so had to settle for licking it off my fingers again.

My cock was throbbing, the head dark taut, visibly pulsing w/ want.

Pouring more oil over my balls I slowly rubbed them, letting my fingers glide further down each time until I was slipping first one finger, then two into my ass slowly fingerfucking myself. I dribbled more oil over my cock, letting it flow down mixing w/ the stream of precum already there. Stroking the head oh so softly, just barely touching was making it throb pulse harder, sending another stream of precum down the length as my fingers found my prostate pressed against it, causing me to moan out loud and eagerly slurp the copious precum from my fingers.

I wanted to feel that hot, swollen head between my lips, the precum flowing against them, hot salty sticky, feeling the flow of it on my tongue at the same time as the throb pushing it out. I scooted down in the bed and flung my legs over my head, grabbing onto the backs of my thighs and pushing my cock closer and closer to my lips. Using one arm to pull my legs closer I rammed the fingers of the other deep into my ass, slamming hard against my prostate causing a thick stream of precum to fall onto my eager tongue.

Moaning louder now I kept fingerfucking my ass, want to feel more, feel it deeper….I watched the head of my cock darken further and swell, the pee slit opening and closing as my prostate throbbed against my fingers. Another long silvery drool of precum ran from the head just inches from my mouth over my lips this time. I could feel my balls starting to tighten, my ass clenching around my fingers, as I desperately pulled my cock closer and closer to my mouth. I could feel the river starting at the base of my cock, flowing up the length as my ass tightened against my fingers and my prostate grew rock hard.

One last hard pull and the head grazed my lips, I gasped at the hot silken feel and it lurched against my lips again as I pulled my legs closer and drove my fingers deeper into my ass. This time I wrapped my lips arournd the head, feeling the rigid rim slip over them, my prostate started to pulsate as the pleasure of my hot cock in my mouth hit my brain.

My balls drew up tighter than ever and I could feel the vibration from my moaning mouth over the head all the way down into them. Another half inch deeper into my hot mouth, feeling the veins along my shaft w/ my lips, the river flowing down my throat, the head of my cock getting harder and harder and oh so fucking hot against my tongue. Then a heart stopping pause….and it exploded into my mouth, the force of my orgasm pushing my fingers out of my ass, franticly swallowing swallowing as the hot cream poured into my mouth, tongue licking against the way too sensitive head but wanting to get every drop, sucking harder as my balls drained every drop into my eager mouth.

Gasping for breath I lay back, savouring the stickiness in my mouth, gently stroking my now soft cock, and thinking that yeah, I just might take up yoga again.

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• For your pleasure
• New york night club

Samantha Learns What Deep Really Means
By: dicko9point5 (dicko9.5@gmail.com)

Samantha Learns What Deep Really Means

My name is Samantha but everyone calls me Sam. My Mom and I have a VERY open relationship. Some people might think it weird and it is kinda weird. She has always told me about her relationships in incredible detail and intimate details about Steve, her boyfriend. He moved in when I was 18, about two years ago. I’m still living at home, going to college.

Anyway, my Mom has described in typically female graphic detail, how magnificent and perfect his penis is. She even shot photos of it, very close-up, showed me the photos of it soft and partially erect. It did look pretty amazing but they were just photos. Like I said, my Mom is VERY open.

She told me about how she deep-throats his penis. Steve has a nice fat, long and ‘friendly’ dick. she told me.

Friendly? I asked. What do you mean by that?

Mom declared, You know what most guys’ dicks are like…

They usually have a funny, skinny little dick, hard as a pool cue, and they’re so horny they’re just frenzied; trying to shove it in your mouth, your pussy, or your ass. It’s like being poked with a stick. Who wants that? Steve’s penis is perfectly proportioned, straight as an arrow with a magnificent head that’s not too big or too small or too bulbous and doesn’t look like Darth Vader’s helmet!

Darth Vader!? I repeated. I laughed out loud. My Mom is a kick in the ass.

Mom explained, What’s really great is a ‘fat and friendly’ dick. It’s not too hard and not too soft. You can suck it into your mouth and it follows the bend of your throat. It’s ‘friendly’. You can play with it.

She smiled fondly as she was thinking about it: You can kiss it and it feels soft and squishy like your breast or the skin folds of your pussy. It’s nice and heavy and you can flop it against your lips, nuzzle it into your nipples and rub it against your pussy. Long, fat and heavy. That’s the perfect dick.

She told me EVERYTHING I needed to know about deep-throating.

She told me very carefully, First, gently suck the penis into your mouth and swallow it all up while it’s still soft. she said, This way you can get all of the penis into your mouth and throat easily because it’s still ‘friendly and soft’ and will bend with your throat.

She continued, Then, after you’ve sucked his soft penis all the way into your mouth, you need to hold your head perfectly still. With a soft penis filling your mouth and throat, you now suck on it very gently, it will get thicker and longer but keep your head in place. His penis will get fatter and longer and gently slide down your throat. This is the easiest way to learn to deep-throat.

PLUS, the feeling of it getting fatter and longer and sliding down your throat is so awesome!

She made it sound so exciting I fantasized about Steve’s penis and how much she seemed to be obsessed with it. I wondered if it was really that great or just my weird Mom and her oral obsession.

Mom told me Steve doesn’t really enjoy regular sex, but loves blubbery tits, blubbery lips and loves to have his penis sucked more than anything. My Mom fills the bill perfectly. She told me about their perfect relationship. She has big blubbery lips and tits and a total oral obsession; she told me she has to have Steve’s penis in her mouth to go to sleep every night. Seriously!

She told me how every night she drinks too much wine, takes a shower, comes out into the family room and Steve is there on the couch, watching TV or asleep (sometimes buzzed out from a few extra beers) and she will lay her head in his lap, and without even thinking, pull his penis out from his robe, and suck it into her mouth. She then just sucks on it very gently.

It’s like a pacifier she told me. I need to suck on it to go to sleep. I always suck on it very softly so that it doesn’t get too hard. When his dick is soft, it’s still 6 or 7 inches long but I can suck most of it down my throat and go to sleep.

She told me when it gets fatter and harder, it’s like 9 or 10 inches long but she can deep throat it when it’s soft and then let it grow down her throat to all 10 inches! She told me that the feeling of his penis growing longer down her throat makes her come as she fingers her pussy.

One night I came home pretty late after college classes and hanging out with friends so I expected my Mom and Steve would probably be in bed.

When I opened the door, I could see the glow from the TV that told me they were still up or more likely, half passed-out from drinking, in front of the TV. I walked into the living room and there they were, both unconscious.

My Mom’s head was in Steve’s lap and Steve was laying back on the couch, snoring lightly. Mom was passed out, sleeping deeply, with Steve’s dick in her mouth exactly like she said! I looked at both of them and I couldn’t quite decide what to make of the sight. It was like a car accident, where I didn’t want to look but I was compelled to look at the same time.

I noticed that Steve’s penis and balls were shaved clean. No hair at all. I think maybe he did that because my Mom has this unusual condition called Alopecia.

She has NO hair. Not a hair on her whole body, not even eyelashes. I figured Steve shaved to be more like her. nurse oral sex stories

They both seemed pretty out so I almost felt like I was in a time warp, everything seemed to be frozen in time, except me and the TV. I knocked a few things around and dropped a few things to see if either would stir and if so, I would make a quick exit. Nothing. Neither of them moved at all. I couldn’t believe my Mom could sleep with this huge penis in her mouth.

I crept closer. I was just fascinated. The closer I got, the more excited I got. Both because of the danger and also because it was like a freeze-frame in a weird porno movie. What if they both woke up all of a sudden? I got closer and closer and I could tell Steve had a very fat dick. That’s all I could tell because 90% of it was in my Mom’s mouth!!

I got right next to my Mom and nudged her ever so slightly. I would freak out if Steve woke up but if my Mom woke up, it would be a little weird but she would be cool.

I nudged her again. Nothing.

By now I was amazed at the sight but also really curious to see in detail what she had in her mouth!

I rolled her head back gently and his dick started to come sliding out but after I rolled her head back as far as it would go, she STILL had part of his dick in her mouth! I let her head go and she unconsciously starts sucking on his dick, like a baby with a pacifier, and she’d suck it right back into her mouth. I tried one more time and rolled her head back but she still had plenty of penis in her mouth. It looked like maybe his dick was fattening up a little from this weird blow job I was helping my Mom give.

I realized: Wow! Steve has one long and fat dick!

All I could think of now was: I have to see this magnificent penis. I rolled my Mom’s head back again just a little and started to gently slip my fingers around the base of his penis.

I looked up at him to see if he was reacting at all. Nothing. His penis was not hard but it was not completely soft either. If he was awake at all, he would be getting a hard-on.

I gently slipped my fingers around and started gently sliding his dick out of my Mom’s mouth. His penis was soft enough that I could slide it out and it was bending around easily. I finally got it all the way out and I was amazed. His penis had to be 8 or 9 inches long and it wasn’t even hard!

Then I wondered: How the Hell did she have all that in her mouth? She was indeed a deep throat expert. I held his penis at the base and it flopped over heavily and swayed with the slightest movement. It felt like it weighed five pounds! Again I looked up at Steve’s face. Nothing.

My God! I thought to myself, I have this massive penis in my hand and all to myself right now. I moved closer to it. I just looked at it. I moved closer. Closer… I was close enough now that I could stick my tongue out and lick it.

So I did. I licked it again. And again and again. I licked that wonderfully soft skin right under the head of his penis. The skin was SOOO soft!

I turned my head sideways, puckered up and kissed the same bit of skin. Then I sucked on that skin. It was so soft, I couldn’t believe it.

I also couldn’t believe what I was doing! His penis was getting a little fatter and longer but he was out so this was pure nerve reaction. I just couldn’t help myself, I brought the head of his penis down to my mouth and kissed it. Kissed it with a lot of drool. I gently sucked on the head and ever so gently slid it into my mouth. Oh God! He does have the most magnificent penis I’ve ever seen! I sucked it in a little deeper, still very gently. It was still fairly soft so it felt all squishy and friendly as Mom would say.

I decided to try what Mom said: I gently sucked it all the way down my throat so that my nose was almost touching Steve’s belly. Mom was right! When his penis is soft like this, you CAN get it all the way down your throat! I started sucking very gently and rolling my tongue. I didn’t move my head at all like she said and I could feel it! I could feel it getting fatter and longer and it was growing down my throat!

Oh my God! It was almost more than I could take.

I drew my head back 2 or 3 inches and then sucked it back down. Once more and now I could really feel his penis getting fatter. I had to take it out of my mouth to look at it. I slid the monster penis slowly out of my mouth and just looked at it. It was only half-hard, glistening, all covered in my spit. I slowly swallowed it up again but this time it was not so easy. It had gotten too fat!

I inherited the same blubbery tits (and blubbery lips) from my Mom so I just had to have his massive dick rub my nipples. I practically ripped off my bra and my boobs came bouncing out. I cupped one breast and spit on my nipple.

Then I rubbed the head of his spit-covered dick in a circle around my nipple and I could feel my self starting to come! I was going off the deep end! I pulled my shorts down and pulled my panties down and gently rubbed the semi-erect head of his magnificent penis around the wet opening of my pussy and massaging my clitoris. I had a massive orgasm right in front of my Mom and my stepdad! Good thing they were both unconscious! I had to suck his penis in one more time, especially with my pussy liquor all over the head. It was getting a little softer now so I sucked it in and got almost all of it down my throat. I slowly moved my head up and down and I fingered my pussy at the same time and came again.

After I calmed down, I took Steve’s dick and rubbed it against my Mom’s blubbery lips.

She immediately started sucking it in, like a baby with a pacifier. I went to bed and thought to myself Someday, Mom and I will have a talk and I’ll blow her mind with this story. She would love me to be so open…..

• First time by: caramela
• New attorney by: newattorney

Pro Bono [part 1 of 2]
By: Skizzy (skizzerinkus@hotmail.com)

Pro Bono Attorney

My name is Randy, I’m 32 years old, 6’2, 185#, brown hair, brown eyes. I‘ve been married to Judy for the past 6 years. She’s 10 years older than me and was a widow with one daughter named April who is now 15. I work as an attorney in a one-man office while Judy is a real estate agent selling residential properties. Judy has a knack for meeting people and does well in her job. I’m sure her looks help her especially with her male clients since she always wears dresses or skirts to show off her slender, tanned and toned legs.

Step-daughter April is a cute kid, very popular, and loves to play baseball in the spring and summer. She’s in a local recreational league and has been playing with the same girls for 5 or 6 years. With her mom’s work schedule on the weekends and evenings, I’m usually the one to take her to her games and root her on. I sit with the other parents, mostly the moms, and have gotten to be pretty good friends with many of them, even though I’m ten plus years younger than most of them are.

A few months ago, one of April’s teammates, Jill, was going thru a tough time. Apparently her dad ran off with a young gal who he’d met during a drug rehab experience. Jill’s mom, Mary, was really torn up and didn’t know what to do.

I helped find out where her delinquent husband had disappeared to and was able to attach his wages and we started proceedings to get him to release any interest in the house they were living in. Since Mary didn’t work and didn’t have any money, I insisted that I do the work pro-bono (without pay).

Mary was a real mess for a month or so and she looked like she’d been raked over the coals. After seeing a counselor, she began to regain her composure, started dressing better, wearing make-up again and realized that her life was not over. We spend several long afternoon sessions going through the legal proceedings, discussing strategies and what the eventual outcome might be. We’d often sit together at the girl’s baseball games and I became her moral support as well as her legal counselor.

As summer came, the baseball season was in full swing and there were a couple of tournaments across the state that would require travel and an overnight stay. Mary told me she couldn’t afford it and wasn’t going to allow Jill to go. I insisted that she go and stay in the room with the girls and I’d get a room for myself.

Early Saturday morning, April and I picked up Mary and Jill and headed across the state for the three hour journey. Judy had to stay home to tend to an open house on one of her listings. Mary sat up front with me and the girls sat in the back and yakked the whole way over. I remarked to Mary how nice she looked and saw a slight blush on her face which made me smile.

We went straight to the field and the girls went to join their teammates and get warmed up for the game. We had an hour or so to kill and there were trails all up behind the baseball fields so Mary and I decided to take a walk and stretch our legs after the long car trip. Our conversation started getting more personal that we’d ever chatted previously.

She’d tell me that she knew her husband must have been cheating on her because they just quit having sex a couple months before he split.

I guess I was wanting to let her know that it wasn’t that unusual and told her that Judy had gotten so busy with her job, that it was lucky if we made love more that once or twice a month. Mary looked at me with a bit of shock or her face as we ascended the trail. The path kept getting steeper and I’d hold out my hand to help Mary over rocks and stumps along the way. After I helped her over the last obstacle, Mary kept her grip on my hand and we continued walking. I wasn’t sure what to make of the hand-holding development, but I shrugged it off.

We came to a small clearing and the sun was starting to really beat down on us. We decided to sit under a willow tree and rest for a minute before continuing on. I sat down and Mary sat close next to me. The willow branches made a nice visual break and we were nearly invisible to anyone walking by.

I can’t tell you how much it’s meant to me to have you as a friend all these past months. Mary said looking straight into my eyes.

I felt a warm feeling flowing over me as I shook off the compliment. You’ve been thru an awful lot and I’m just glad I could help.

Mary leaned into my side and snuggled down against my chest. After a little bit, I felt her fingers slowly tracing circles around my chest. I felt awkward that she was touching me and I hadn’t reciprocated in any way, so I began running my hands thru her hair. Her perfume filled my head and I rubbed the back of her neck as her hand moved lower across my abs. I rubbed my thumb into her neck and shoulder which made her let out a soft moan of approval as she shifted herself and had her head almost in my lap. Her hand rubbed softly over my thigh and I could feel myself getting hard and wondered how I was going to hide my obvious arousal.

Just as I was trying to distract myself with thoughts of anything other that this soft, sweet-smelling woman in my lap, Mary’s fingers started lightly stroking over the bulge in my jeans. I kept stroking her head, neck and shoulders as if nothing was different. Soon, her hand was formed around my hard shaft and was moving up and down along its full length.
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There was no mistaking that she knew exactly what she was doing. My cock continued swelling to its full glory. I tried to speak, to maybe protest that we shouldn’t be doing this, but instead I felt myself actually arching my hips and spreading my legs slightly to allow her better access.

I had never thought about being unfaithful to Judy, and I hadn’t really ever given any thought to Mary as someone I’d be drawn to, but it seemed that all the circumstances just kept moving us in that direction.

With one hand I continued rubbing Mary’s head and neck, and with the other, I slowly rubbed my way down along her back, all the way down to the waistband of her shorts, then back up again.

The intensity kept building and building and then Mary decided to take it to the next level. I felt her undoing my shorts and tugging the zipper down. Her hand then took the waistband of my shorts and lifted it over my bulging cock-head and pulled them down under my balls.

Now I was the one letting out the moan as I felt her mouth slip over the bulging head. Her one hand cupped my balls and the other wrapped around the shaft as she began sucking and licking my bulbous cock-head. I was in heaven! Her mouth was wonderful and I could feel myself thrusting gently into her mouth as my hand snaked up under her blouse and cupped her breast thru her bra.

Mary was really getting into it now, she was sucking my cock with more exuberance and making all kinds of slurping, sucking noises. I had pushed her bra up over her tits and was rolling her bare nipple between my finger and thumb. My other hand was on the back of her head, gently pressing her down as my hips strained to fuck her mouth. I had her bloused bunched up from underneath as I mauled her D sized tits.

Mary was slurping and groaning like a hungry animal. I realized my breathing had become fast and shallow as I felt the back of Mary’s throat with my cock. Her hand squeezed by balls and rolled them around like they were dice at a Vegas craps table.

I could feel my seed building and pumping up from below and I let out a huge gasp as my cum shot from my cock and I heard Mary eagerly sucking and slurping it down her throat. I could feel my cock throbbing in her warm mouth and her hand continued to milk my balls and get every last ounce of my load into her.

We lay there for several minute without really moving or saying a word. I started to feel guilty that I had somehow taken advantage of her, but the feeling of pleasure was incredible. Finally, Mary raised her head from my lap and turned and smiled at me. The corners of her mouth had little telltale remnants of cum oozing from them. She leaned toward me and closed her eyes as our lips met.

Her tongue pressed into my mouth and I tasted my own cum lying thick on her tongue. We kissed for several minutes and my hands roamed over her exposed breasts. Her hand continued to stroke up and down my still-hard cock.

We both heard a noise somewhere behind us and we scrambled to cover ourselves. I never did see anything or anyone, but we decided it was best that we get back down the trail before the start of the first game. We held hands going down the trail, but neither of us said much until we were near the bottom of the trail.

You made me feel like a real woman again, Randy, thank you! she said and gave me a quick kiss.

We had to cool our new-found affections when we returned to the bleachers to watch the game; after all, the other parents knew we weren’t a couple. We kind of split up a bit just to make it less obvious. I struggled to keep my concentration on the baseball game, but the only thing going thru my head was the best blow job I had ever experienced. I felt guilty about cheating on Judy, but I was also already trying to scheme about my next encounter with Mary.

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Princess Trina
mother-son oral sex story
By: Anonymous

Trina’s soft brown hair complimented her dark blue eyes and youthful features as it flowed past her shoulders to the middle of her back. Her firm breasts and supple white skin added to her beauty as well as her femanine curves and shapely legs and full lips. The sweet aroma of her flower and its perfect lips decorated her round ass and veteran rectum. The soft skin on her sweet teen soles, heels and arch’s along with her flexible pedicured toes’ were the final touch on the masterpiece of her beauty. She was truely the offspring of the Goddess Lusteria. (who frequently had affairs with the priests in the Temple built in her honor.)

She was raised away from the Temple of Lusteria as a Normal girl until she was aged enough to begin her service of worship destined from her blood.

Although she had completely forgotten her past once she was brought to the temple and given the Mark of Obediance, A ritual and right of passage for the teen.

Brought into the temples intermost sanctum, she was placed upon her knees to let her experience with all her senses what she had been instinctively desiring. Before the ritual started Trina was given the temple attire for a young maiden. Which was a pair of heels to highlight her femanine feet. A young maidens feet were important to the priests’ of the temple for it was said a maidens feet reflected the purity of her soul and greatly arroused them to quickly harden their placid members.

First she was allowed only to examine with her eyes the three, large headed, erect meat sticks swaying only feet from her teen face.

She began to memorize the shapes and textures of the meaty-dick heads and hard, swollen shafts portruding above the heavy ball sacks laden with her obsession.

All were circumsized to honor their creator and so blessed by the God to be exceptionally large and strong as well as produce a seed and aroma which will instill happiness and satisfaction in the young maidens who are restless in the absence of their true father. It is said that only the most tainted and evil te**s will turn from their Gods wishes and not worship an erect dick placed before them. However, if a maiden does what she is called to do she will be blessed by her maker and one day taste the fruit of his loins.

She found herself getting shivers down her spine at just the sight of the swaying meat. She noticed how each one hung in a different way depending on the bends in the shafts. All the meaty heads were of differnt shape and size as well. After the teen had stared desperately for some time, she was allowed to experience her masters with her sense of smell as well.

Crawling forward she deeply inhaled the musky sweet-aroma of the swollen ball sacks hanging before her. Instantly she was intoxicated and in bliss.

The aroma was overpowering her into complete submission. Closing her eyes she simply lost herself in the beautiful aroma of the meaty beasts. Finally she was allowed use her sense of feeling. Desperately she she began to experiment in the different ways she could bend and flex the meat as well as test the weight of those intoxicating ball bags heavy withj jizzm. The skin moving freely over the hard shaft drove her wild and she marvled at the feeling of the lifeblood flowing through her teenage grip.

Finally she was able to taste the swaying meat sticks before her lovely teenage face. Before however she was given her first Show of Respect, A ritual which every maiden must go through before reieving a priest into her mouth. The priests stepped forward to the kneeling teen and surrounded her before delivering a volly of slaps with their flopping meat to the teen princesse’s face. Moaning with desire she was even more in submission to serving the meat than before. The feeling of the hot dick heads and shafts slapping the sensitive skin on her face sent shivers up and down her back and gave her a powerful orgasm which sent cum dripping down the naked te**s thighs.

Opening her mouth as wide as her flexible jointed jaw would allow she began to whine for the stiff meat to be fed to her. Naturally gifted with no gag relflex from the goddess blood flowing in her viens.

Instead her elastic throat was an erogenous zone which stimulated her as much as recieving meat in her tight teenage puss. With her mouth salavating and hungry for stiff dick she took the swaying meat sticks up on their offer.

Holding onto two at a time as she hungarily bobbed on the stiff erection directly infront of her young face testing the limits of her elastic, teen, jaw and throat. The feeling of the waiting meat in either of her hands as she choked herself of air from another, sent her into a series of orgasm which she could feel from her head to her flexing toes. Placing her hands upon the base near the heavy ball bags of each member presented to her cute teen face she stared up at the erect meat and shivered with pleasure. They had such a commanding presence she thought. Swaying before her like a father figure who carried abosulte power over her. The large cock heads weighing down the shafts which fought gravity with their strong girth to stay erect enough to force the teen to look up at them from her knees.

They were her masters.

Out of breathe and cumming wildly the young princess looked up at the meaty erections above her with reverance. No longer was she sure of anything in her life other than her God was calling upon her to give all her holes and body to the huge meat heads swaying before her face. Happiness and satisfaction were her reward in endless ammounts.

Feeling satisfied with the young girls submission, the temple priests lined up before the princess to feed her the first real meal she would recieve. One by one they stroked an offering into the te**s desperate mouth. Blessed by their creator, their circumsized shafts and large balls produced a seed which not only satisfied the spiritual and emotional needs of maidens, but also provided great nutrition and sustenance.

The first Priest gently tilted her teen head back and steadily stroked large surges of thick, salty cum into her deseprate, young mouth. The feeling of the hot viscous treat filling her mouth spurt by spurt was by far the most satisfying thing the young girl had experienced or would ever experience. Mewing as she chewed and swallowed the thick, white, salty goo she found herself cumming once more as the viscous jizzm she swallowed coated her teenage throat.

Trina may have forgot her life before she was at age to worship, but she would never forget her first taste of thick ball cream. With her head tilted back and her tongue out the last two priests lovingly deposited a large, thick serving of white. salty semen into the te**s waiting mouth. The large vollume of each load was enough to fill her mouth nearly full, while one priest produced enough to fill her mouth twice and forced the teen to swallow in between the steadly strokes he used to spurt his offering glob by glob.

The sight of the thick white mess hanging from the large meat heads before becoming to heavy and falling straight down into her open mouth sent shivers of satisfaction throught her young body.

The thick, hot, salty treat caked to the young, out of breathe, Teenage-Trinas’ forhead, nose, lips and chin due to surges of tasty nut butter which fell while she was busy swallowing the viscous loads from prior strokes as they coated her teen throat. Unable to get enouh however she hungerly used the swollen cock heads of the priests as a spoon to push the remaining spunk into her hungry mouth.

Breathing deeply and finally satisfied after her first real meal. Trina was sent immediately to her chamber where she would remain the rest of her days like all daughters of Lusteria and the most pure souled maidens who desired only to be satisfied by the offerings made by each temple priest. Trina was in paradise. Every way she turned there was an offering for her, and she found herself devoted beyond all measure to servicing the erect dicks she was so lucky to be near. All she knew was it was good for the young teen to be used by them.

She would respect the dicks that fed her and arrouse them any way she could…

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Part Two… [part 2 of 2]
By: Mars (mars.gm1@gmail.com)

What had started off as an innocent road trip with Holly and myself, had taken a turn in the opposite direction. We’d spent the day shopping, and Holly had bought some amazing and sexy outfits. Somehow, after seeing her show off her body and new outfits in our hotel room, she decided to throw caution into the wind, and I received the best oral sex of my life.

I noticed that it was 8:30pm, while I watched Holly walk away from me towards the washroom. Her ass looked fantastic in the black thong she was wearing. It almost made me hard all over again.

I watched as Holly learned over the sink and washed my cum off her chin. She took a quick shot of mouthwash before she stood up and looked at me. She smiled and shut the door. I didn’t know what to think, but whatever was going to happen next was fine with me. I pulled my shirt off in anticipation and before I knew it the washroom door was opening away from me. The bright lights lit up Holly like you wouldn’t believe. There she was, standing in the door way completely naked. She was hot as hell standing there, and every preconception about how good looking this girl was was out the window. She was hotter! I mean that, she was just gorgeous.

Her skin was a beautiful olive colour and her nipples were dark in contrast. Her breasts were perfect, they were natural and hung there amazingly! Her stomach was flat, and I could seriously not see a hair on her body. Her legs looked so smooth and soft from her ankle to her hip. And her pussy was bare too, it looked perfect and I couldn’t wait to taste it.

Wow I said. You are in fact the perfect woman!

Thanks she said. But you’ve already got me naked. You don’t need to sweet talk me any more. I smiled and motioned her towards me with my index finger. She walked until she was standing inbetween my legs looking down at me. What now? She asked.

Turn around and let me see your ass! She turned and her ass was perfectly in my face. I squeezed her butt and then turned her around holding her hips. I kissed her navel and pushed her back onto the bed. She was lying down on her back now with her hips on the edge of the bed. I stood up and leaned forward over her.

I’m going to make you squirm. I told her as my lips met her. We kissed very passionatley, our tongues dancing together. We kissed until I had a plan in my head.

I broke the kiss and moved to her neck. It was soft and warm and I lingered there leaving a trail of warm kisses from her ear around to her colar bone. From there, I licked a path down between her breasts making sure to exhale hot air that would arouse her. I kissed one breast teasing her nipple, then moved to the next. I could start to smell the aroma of her arrousal and knew it was time to proceed. I quickly licked her lips, and then licked from her neck down between her breasts, past her navel, to her smooth bald pussy. As I got close, her back arched in anticipation as I bypassed her more sensitive areas and moved my mouth her the inside of her thigh by her knee.

I was giving her wet kisses and again making sure to exhale hot air as I moved up towards to waiting pussy. The aroma was becoming overwhelming and I was trying so hard to keep the teasing and anticipation elevated. Again, I just brushed her smooth entrance before moving down her other leg to the same place by her knee.

I kissed north again, slowly progressing towards where she so desperatley wanted me to kiss. This time I couldn’t refrain and when I finally reacher where her leg met her hip, I licked over her waiting pussy. She moaned louder than I’d heard thus far and I knew she was ready. In fact, I think she may have come right then from the anticipation but who knows with women.

I started at the bottom, right close to her anus and licked up in a straight line. I could taste her sweet juices as my tongue parted her lips and I moved towards her clitoris. Again she flinched as my upper lip and tongue touched her most sensitive areas. I started to lick at a medium pace just beside where her clitoris was poking out. She tasted so sweet and soon began to breathe heavily.

You’re gonna make me come so fast. She said as I continued to lick at that pace. One of my hands had been caressing and teasing her nipples while I was going down on her and the other had been resting on the area below her navel and above where her pussy started. I’ve found through my experience that keeping this area warm and under a little pressure increases a woman’s arrousal, and seeing as I wanted to blow Holly’s mind, I was pulling out every little secret I knew.

I could tell by the speed of her breathing and the way she was pussing her hips towards my face that she was on the verge of coming. This is ultimatley what I wanted, but it was too soon.

And it would have been too normal. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity for me and I wanted it to be her best ever. I took my hand from her breasts and slowly inserted two fingers into her pussy. They slid right in and as I kept licked and sucking on her pussy lips, I included the sensations by working my fingers in and out of her. This continued for a few moments as Holly moaned like I’ve never heard a woman moan.

On a side note, I was hard as hell. If she had been my girlfriend, I would have been moving to fuck her now, but since I didn’t know if that was the case, I just left my cock alone and concentrated on getting Holly excited. I continued to lick all over her pussy, but now turned my hand around so my palm was facing the ceiling. I curved my fingers and I started rubbing where her g-spot would be.

I had no idea if this would work or not, and had only ever read about it in magazines. I moved my two fingers around in a circular motion, I was licked at Holly’s pussy, and I had one hand on her abdoman. Holly’s moaning stopped for about 30 seconds, but then came back louder than before. In fact, within a few seconds of her moaning again, I felt her hand grab my hair and push my face into her pussy. I didn’t know what to do, but figured now would be a good time to finish her off. I moved ever closer to her clit and was soon brushing up against it with every lick. Her moaning got louder and louder and then stopped. I would have thought something was wrong, but her hands pushed my head even harder into her pussy and I attacked!

I was sucking on her clit and rubbing her g-spot when I felt her body sit half-way up and tense up around my fingers. She cried out, almost in pain, as about a glassful of liquid came streaming out of her pussy and onto my chin and face. Her body quivered as I kept licking and about ten seconds later, she was lying back down on the bed. I stopped licking at her clit and moved to kiss her inner thighs again breathing warmly on her soft skin. My fingers were still inside her and I could still barely feel her pussy twitch around them.

She was breathing heavily when she sat up and said, That was the most incredible orgasm I’ve ever had. By far!

I took my mouth away from her thighs and said, You’re welcome. It was amazing for me too.

I told you I’d come on your face.

She joked. But when I lifted my head and she saw how much liquid was dripping from my chin and on my chest her eyes grew wide. Holy shit, did I do that? She asked.

Yeah, it was amazing. I answered. I guess I know how some girls feel.

Are we going to have sex? she asked.

I hope so, I love to! I answered with a smile on my face. mother oral sex story

Okay, I can’t wait either. But I’m starving. Lets order some food and then we’ll have all night.

Done and done! I stood up and picked up the phone. Holly was still naked lying on the bed. Fuck you‘re hot I said as I looked at her naked body. As I waited for someone to answer, I moved over to the thermostat and turned it up to 77 thinking that would be ideal to be naked all night.

Hi, I’d like to order room service. I’d like a bottle of champagne, then your waffles with whipped cream, strawberries, and chocolate. And can I have the whipped cream and chocolate on the side please. I’m in room 2807. Thank you.

To be continued…

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