Thursday, August 29, 2013

Breaking Up From Behind

Somehow, it was easy. We’d had our break-ups in the past, and they were always tortured, so I figured this one would be the same. It wasn’t. I expected tears from him, tears from me, and then the shouting and the melodrama, but no. As I said, it was easy.

“We can’t keep doing this,” I said simply. “Ican’t.”

“It’s not fair to you,” he agreed.

“It isn’t real. You say it is, but it isn’t. There’s no real world validity to this relationship. As long as you’re married, we can never be together the way I’d like.”

“And I’ll always be married,” he said.

“But never to me.”

The key to a successful break-up, I realized, was in both parties coming to terms with the end of the relationship before sitting down to have the conversation. We’d both reached our respective terminus points, and we were both ready to say goodbye. That’s what made it easy.

“Before you leave,” I said, sitting on my bed. What percentage of our relationship had been spent in a bed? It was ridiculous, when I reflected on it. I focused on his outstretched hand, wondering how to ask the question to ensure a positive response. “I think it would be nice to try any of those sexual things we’ve never done before. We might not get another chance for a time…”

“What sexual things?” he asked, always the innocent.

I don’t know why I felt embarrassed saying it. “I’ve always wondered about anal.”

Was it really so taboo? No, it wasn’t. Not anymore. And yet, Lawrence shook his head side to side and said, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

The familiar desire of the femme fatale coursed through my veins, and I saw an image of myself grabbing him toward me and scowling, You’re going to fuck my ass and you’re going to like it! I suppressed the impulse. That’s what I’d always had trouble with, particularly when I was just coming into adulthood: impulse control. But I looked at myself in the mirror and considered my age—not that I was old, but I should at least have acquire some maturity—I knew there were times when I’d have to hold back.

“Not a good idea?” I asked simply.

“I’m afraid I might hurt you,” he replied, all concern. “The last thing I want to do is to hurt you.”

When he placed his hand on my thigh, I ground my teeth together. There was something in his tone that made me feel like he was talking to a child. Nothing angered me more, and this tone of his made me all the happier he would be leaving soon. At the same time, I was all the more driven to achieve my goal prior to his departure.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking of,” I chuckled. “How could you hurt me? It’s just sex.”

“No, it’s different,” he explained without explaining. He seemed to search his mind for the proper words to use. “It’s not the same as vaginal sex.”

Lawrence’s use of clinical terminology made me feel like a patient rather than a lover. As much as I tried to push her deep down inside me, my innerfemme fatale came surging forth. Taking Lawrence by the shoulders, she pinned him down on the bed and kissed his puzzled lips. I realized I was the one provoking this action, but it seemed somehow outside me. Certainly, I didn’t want to act that way. It seemed almost as though I had no say in the matter as the seductive woman who was me stripped off his clothing and sucked his cock. That, he wouldn’t have complained about in a million years. In no time, he was hard as a twenty-year-old boy and I couldn’t wait to get his cock in my ass whether he liked it or not.

Reaching into my night table, I pulling out all the tools of the anal sex trade: heavy-duty lube, a condom, and a vibrator for the enjoyment of my lovely little clit. When I tore out of my silk negligee, Lawrence’s eyes glazed over. Good. He was more malleable in that state. I hopped on top of him and straight away sunk my wet pussy down on his cock. He groaned, rolling his head back and forth on the bed. That cock was a good size after I’d sucked it, and I was half tempted to ride it into the sunset. But no. I had to stick to the plan.

Turning on my powerful vibe, I pressed it against my clit and my whole body went into spasm. I could see in Lawrence’s blissful expression how hard my tremulous pussy muscles were working his cock. Perfect opportunity! Bouncing on his belly with wild abandon, I rubbed my bud with the vibe. I could hardly imagine any greater joy, but I released his cock nonetheless and worked it with my hand. He gurgled and writhed like a puppy getting his tummy scratched as I drew a condom down over his desperate cock.

“What’s that?” he asked, his body stiffening up. He chuckled nervously and said, “You don’t trust me anymore?”

I wasn’t sure I’d ever actually asked myself that question. Did I trust him? A lot of little things raced through my mind. Details. I did trust him…at one time. In any case, the condom wasn’t about trust. “Don’t get your panties in a wad,” I told him. “I just don’t want you filling my ass with jizz.”

Lawrence made a face. “Oh, I wish you wouldn’t use words like that.”

“What, jizz or ass?”

“Either.” He watched with budding curiosity as I slathered his cockhead with lube. “What are you doing?”

I didn’t really answer the question. I only said, “You could help me out, you know.” He didn’t react negatively. He didn’t react at all, so I pumped a good lot of lube on his fingers and placed them right between my cheeks. When I set the vibe flush against my clit, my whole body seized at the sensation. Lawrence tickled my asshole, dripping lube all over as I writhed against the vibe.

“I love how happy that makes you,” he said, easing a finger up into my hole. My assring locked on him as I slide the vibe across my hot little bud. As I rode his finger, I reached backwards to pump his cock. While I was at it, I gave his balls a taste of the vibe and watched him melt into a puddle of lust. I wanted his meat to be good and sturdy, because I could tell my ass was ready to take it in.

Getting a good grip on Lawrence’s shaft, I eased myself lower until his sheathed cockhead pressed right up against my asshole. When I looked down into his expectant eyes, every muscle in my body tightened. Merde! I didn’t want to prove him right. I didn’t want it to hurt, but I knew that meant loosening up. As much as he seemed to enjoy my vibe, I needed it back. When I tapped its buzzing tip against my clit, it felt like a bolt of lightening running straight through me. My ass opened like a flower and I thrust my clit against my vibrating vixen before I even realized that I had his whole cockhead inside me.

“See?” I said like a silly child. “I told you it wouldn’t hurt.”

Lawrence grinned. Propping himself up on one elbow, he leaned forward to grab my tits. I growled at the pleasure of it, letting his cock pop out of my ass, then lowering myself back down on it. Again, I felt my hole open up to let him in. His tip mushroomed inside me. It felt huge until I’d swallowed it completely, and then I felt like the best thing to do was pop it out and swallow it up all over again. When he rolled my nipple between his thumb and index finger, I stroked my clit even harder with the vibe and started—very slowly—to ride his cock. As I rocked my ass, letting his cock get deeper inside me, I realized shallow was better.

Popping him out one last time, I took in only the tip. When his cock was in my ass for good, I pressed the vibe down in my pussy lip, right next to my clit. I just held it there. I didn’t have to move, except to grab the breast Lawrence wasn’t squeezing. My muscles were doing all the work for me. The pressure inside me built as my ass and pussy muscles all spasmed. The vibrations tremored far past my pussy. They shook me right down my thighs and down to my toes, then up my belly and into neck. My intensely focused pleasure simmered as I held that pose, vibe on clit, hand on tit, cock in ass, until it boiled over all at once and I jumped away from everything. Really. I sprang from Lawrence lap, curling up in fetal position with my thighs wrapped around my toy.

Really, it was all about the vibrations. Everything else was peripheral. Even Lawrence himself was secondary, I realized. I could get off without him. All I needed was a sex store gadget and two AA batteries. That’s when it hit me full-on that I could have a perfectly satisfying sex life without Lawrence. The thought made me a little sad, but mostly, it was freeing.

I held my vibe against my clit, rocking my hips to get off on it again and again. Ah putain de merde, ça fait du bon! Donne-le-moi, donne-le-moi, donne-le-moi! Lawrence must have thought I was having a seizure or something, because he tried to put his arms around me. Non, va t’ens! I kicked him away until I couldn’t feel even the heat of his body behind me anymore. As I stroked on my toy, I had to close my eyes. The sensation was so mind-blowing, I was sure my eyeballs would pop out of their sockets if I kept them open.

Flipping onto my back, I lifted my hips to the sky and scoured my clit with the vibe as fast as my hand would let me. Calisse de Crisse, donne-le-moi! My whole body hopped against the mattress. I couldn’t keep quiet. I just kept, writhing, rubbing with both hands on the sex toy, shouting and cursing,Tabernac, ça me plait. Tabernac! I couldn’t bear it any longer. I couldn’t take any more. The vibe fell from my hands, landing beside me on the bed. I lay there listening to the toy’s bee-like hum until my muscles stopped trying to jump out of my skin. When I reached around to turn it off, it occurred to me that something was missing. Lawrence. I opened my eyes, but he wasn’t in bed. He’d gone from the room. I considered exploring the rest of my apartment, but I knew it would be a good five minutes before my legs returned to good working order. And, anyway, I’d thrown his clothes on the floor when I stripped him, and they weren’t there anymore. He was gone. Yes, he must have left; his copy of my apartment key was sitting on my night table. He was gone for good.

I didn’t try moving. Why bother? There was no man’s chest to cuddle against, no man’s fingers to catch in my hair, no man to shower with accolades. Oh, baby, that was incredible. You, my darling man, are the biggest, the best, the sexiest, most potent lover ever to grace my bedroom with his presence! I hope we will be together throughout eternity.

It was all such utter bullshit.

Tunnelling beneath my covers, I stretched my body out in the bountiful land of my bed. I guess I hadn’t realized just how ready I was for Lawrence to go, but it felt so good to have my life to myself. With him gone, I could breathe new air. I wasn’t trapped in the garb of the seductress I’d always worn with him. It was fun to dress up in that persona when I was younger, but the act had gotten old and the femme fatale costume was tearing at the seams. I had my vibrator. I’d be fine on my own.

-Giselle Renarde

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Monday, August 26, 2013

New Job!

I was in my 3rd week at my new job as director of this mid size company. It looked like everything was going great the people were very nice, and friendly. There was this woman in the accounting department who came by with spread sheets to discuss the figures with me. She was a beautiful looking blonde woman by the name of Wendy. She had a pair of breasts that were unbelievable, won't I love to get my hands and mouth on those babies ummmmm.

Wendy had come into my office a couple of times to review figures with me and she would stand right next to me showing me the figures. As she did this she would "accidentally" rub her breasts up against my arm giving me a hard on until she left. Man o man, after she would leave all I wanted to do was go in the men's room and jerk off.

One night I was working late and thought everyone had left. I heard a slight tapping at my door and when I went to see who it was it was you Wendy, saying you had some additional figures I had to look at. I said I didn't know any one else was working and you said that you had to get these figures done. I said ok come over by the desk so I can see them. I then removed the files I was working on to clear up the top of my desk. You put the spread sheet down and were leaning into me. I could feel your breasts rubbing up against my arm, and I half closed my eyes for a moment welcoming the feel of them. I turned my head and you were bent down and I could smell your neck and all could smell was that fresh clean smell you get when you have stepped out of a hot shower, and didn't it smell great. You caught me sniffing and asked what I was doing and I explained how you smelled so great and how it so often turned me on. You looked at me and then at my crotch and said it did not seem like I had far to go as my hard cock was sticking up, making a rather large bulge in my pants.

You then proceeded to place your hand on my crotch and began rubbing my cock through my pants. You commented that my cock felt nice and awfully hard. I told you that was because of you and I told you how when you came into my office to check figures I had a hard time concentrating after you left. You apologized and I said it was not your fault, at least not entirely.

You leaned down and I started kissing you on your lips and as my tongue touched your lips you parted your lips to allow me to enter. I plunged my tongue into your warm wet silky smooth mouth and was exploring your mouth with my tongue. You pressed your lips around my tongue and began sucking on it. umm that felt good. Almost like having my cock sucked on ummmm.

As I sat in my chair I reached down and began running my hand along your nice shapely leg. I let my hand go higher up your leg until my hand was between your thighs caressing and rubbing them. As I moved my hand across you panties I my hand fall between your legs and noted that you were wearing crotchless panties yummy. When I felt them I looked up at you and you smiled and said "I kind of hoped you would like them."

Yes, yes most definitely. I ran my fingers along your pussy lips and could feel you were getting moist ummm. I then stopped much to your dismay but only long enough to remove your skirt. Then I stood up and proceeded to unbutton your blouse, with a little help from you. I also helped unhook your bra allowing those perfectly melon shaped breasts loose. God they were magnificent ummm. Beautifully shaped with large nipples and areolas those nipples were waiting to be sucked on and I was going to do it.

I embraced you in a hug then turned you around so you were facing away from me. I put my arms under yours and brought my hands up and cupped each breast in one of my hands. I began caressing and squeezing them. You leaned back into me and I could hear you softly moaning in pleasure ummm. I took each of your nipples and began playing with them rolling them between my finger tips until they were fully erect. As I was I doing that I leaned down and began softly and gently kissing you on your neck up to your ear lobe. I took your ear lobe between my lips and began sucking on it like it was one of your nipples ummmm.

I turned you a little side ways to kiss you and run my hand down along your stomach to your panty line. Where I began softly rubbing and caressing this area. Slowly sliding my hand further down until I was at your pussy line. I began caress your pussy running my finger along those lips and I could feel your precum. I then helped you onto the desk so that your legs and feet were hanging over the edge. I held you in a momentary embrace kissing your lips then sliding down to your breasts. I lingered at each one taking your nipple in my mouth and sucking on it greedily. Then playing with your nipples with my tongue running my tongue across your nipple and around your areolas. Ummm.

I pushed you slightly back and continued kissing you between your breasts and down across your stomach stopping at your panty line. I then pushed you gently back so that you were lying on the desk. I then continued kissing you first along one thigh then the other. Until I had reached your pussy, I began kissing your pussy then allowed my tongue to lick along the edge of those pussy lips. I heard you gasp then softly moan, and I glanced up you were playing with your breasts and pulling on the nipples. I then extended my arms under your thighs and cupped your ass in my hands. I leaned my face further between your legs and began to suck on your pussy in earnest. I began plunging my tongue between those lips trying to plunge my tongue in as far as it would go. You were heaving your hips to meet my plunging tongue trying to get it in as far as it would go. You reached down and pulled your lips apart and exposed your wonderful clit. I took your clit in between my lips and began sucking on it and letting my tongue lick around your clit. You then thrust your hips up into my face and climaxed. I began licking your juices off that I could reach and you sat up and licked what I could not reach.

You then got up off the desk and lead me to the couch. You began undressing me, taking my shirt off, and then proceeded to unbuckle and unzip my pants before pulling them down into a bunch at my ankles. I stepped out them and you got down on your knees and reached into my shorts and pulled my hard cock out. You held it softly in your hand and began slowly stroking it, pulling it. you then took the head of my cock in your warm wet silky smooth mouth and began just sucking on the head, driving me crazy, twirling your tongue along the under side of my cock, before plunging it all the way in to your mouth.

God that felt so good. I pulled you away for a second and you were upset but I said I just want to lie on the couch while you work your magic. You agree reluctantly but then hooked your fingers in my waist band and pulled my shorts all the way off. You then put your arms around my waist and hugged me so that my cock was nestled between your breasts and you began sliding my cock between the beautiful melon shaped breasts and kissed me on my stomach before gently pushing me onto the couch. Once I am on the couch you kneel beside the couch so that wonderfully shaped ass of yours is pointed towards my face.

You lean over and take my cock in your hand and begin stroking it again before leaning down and letting my cock enter your mouth ummmmm. As you take my cock in your mouth I let my hand slide onto your ass where begin softly caressing it. You take my cock in further and slowly withdraw it from your mouth but not completely. You then slide it all the way back in and repeat this taking it in and out in and out slowly and I can feel your warm breath on my balls as you are doing this ummm.

I am continuing to caress your ass only now I am sliding my hand down further between your legs and I feel your swollen pussy. I softly let my fingers play with your pussy allowing a finger to glide along and just in between your pussy lips. As I am doing this you are begin to pump my cock faster and faster up and down in and out faster, faster. I am trying to keep up with plunging my finger in and out of your pussy faster and faster. Each time I plunge my finger in you push back to meet my finger.

Just as I am about to burst you stop and turn and give me a kiss and ask me to sit up. I do and you move back a little so that your pussy is directly over my hard cock you then slowly sit down so that my cock enters your soaking wet pussy fully. You then start moving up and down raising your hips and bringing them down on my cock. You continue doing this going faster and faster in and out, in and out and you tell me you are cumming I trust one more time upwards and explode in your pussy just as you are reaching your climax. You then lay back against me and I hold you in an embrace nuzzling at your neck and caressing those wonderful tits. I tell you I think I am going to like working here and you better wear those crotchless panties more often.

-Anonymous

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Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Another Day Off Happily Ruined

I let myself get talked in to going to another house to look at another computer. She is attractive so again I am not totally disappointed. We talk and she shows me to her computer and I start working. After a few minutes I see a reflection in the screen and I'm not sure if I should believe my eyes. I don't dare turn around to verify it. I see a reflection of a woman in an open bathrobe walking towards me wearing nothing else but a bra. As she gets closer I notice the panties I thought she had on is actually her soft salt and pepper hair. Standing beside me she puts a hand on my shoulder "There is really nothing wrong with my computer. I heard something about you...something you like and I wanted to see if it was true".

Leaning over me she puts her hand between my legs and finds her answer. "So it is true". What I didn't tell her was that being eye level with her pussy I could smell her sweet moisture. Taking my hand she leads me to the living room and orders me to strip before sitting on the couch. Giving my arm a gentle tug she puts me on the floor in front of her and leans back as the robe falls off her legs. Her hair is glistening from the moisture of her anticipation. Putting a hand on the back of my head she pulls me in as her back hits the cushion. "Lick me" she commands. "I want to feel your tongue dance across my pussy lips". As my tongue moves from bottom to top and settles on her clit I hear her take a quick breath and then let it out slowly. Her hips move with my mouth as I nibble kiss her soft warm clit.

Making sure to massage her entire labia with my tongue I try not to miss a drop of her sweet nectar. She runs a hand around the back of my head as she gets closer to cumming. She takes a deep breath and lets out a short groan as her hips lock against my mouth. As she comes down I move with her tasting every bit of her. She lets out a pleasing moan as she smiles at me. Putting two fingers under my chin she pulls me up over her as she moves to lay on the couch. Reaching down with one hand she grabs my already throbbing cock, the other hand she moves to the small of my back/top of my butt. Feeling the wetness of her pussy against the tip of my eager cock I am on the edge of losing it. She leans up and whispers in my ear "Be gentle. Its been a while for me". I let her push me in and as she loosens her pressure I back off so she can relax. She tells me not to worry, she had herself fixed so she couldn't get pregnant. As she pushes me in each time she lets out a little groan. Finally after several minutes I am all the way in.

She looks at me and smiles. "Go slow until I am relaxed". I hear her breathe deeply as I move in and out slowly at first. Gently grabbing my chin between her finger and thumb and moving me to look in to my eyes she says "I think I am relaxed now. I want you to fuck me". As I move in and out of her I hear her say "Harder...Faster. I want you to pound me in to the sofa". Moving for a better position I slam in and out her as hard and fast as I can. I didn't realize it until her hips locked, her grip tightened, and she took a quick deep breath as she bit her bottom lip that she was cumming again. Running her finger teasingly down my chest she looks at me and asks "What would you say if I asked you to get behind me?". My answer was obvious. As she turned over and position herself on the couch I marveled at her nice soft round ass. Giving it a soft massaging rub I ask if she would like to move somewhere more comfortable, like the bedroom. "Every one does it in the bedroom. I want to do it like a teenager, I want it here. Now get behind me".

Her fingers feel so soft as she guides me in. I tell her that though this is my favorite position I wont last long because I am overly sensitive to this one. She says "Don't worry about it, just go. I want to feel you losing control inside me. Don't tell me when so it's sort of a surprise". I grab her hips and continue pounding in and out of her. She is so soft and warm as I move in and out. She rocks gently bringing me closer to orgasm. In an instant I pull her tightly to me as my muscles lock. She lets out a soft moan as I feel my cum fill her pussy. As I finish she looks back at me, "Don't pull out yet". We collapse on the sofa. I start kissing her shoulders and neck. Letting out another soft moan she grabs my hand. "Next time I promise I will give you a little oral, then I want you in my other hole". I just continue kissing her shoulders thinking I can't wait.

-Anonymous

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Monday, August 19, 2013

Andrew's First Time

“Come on, you have to have some kind of breakfast. The pan’s hot, I’m going to fix something for Andrew and me anyway, I might as well throw on a couple of eggs for you too.”

“Do you know how much fat is in an egg, Dad? I don’t think so.” Chloe picked up her book bag and threw the strap over her shoulder. “Besides, I told Ash that I’d meet her for a coffee at Jitters at 7:30.” I smiled inside. That was Chloe, always had somewhere to go, someone to see. A lot like her mother, I thought.

Just then the 6’ 2” frame of Andrew, her cousin walked in. It was obvious he’d just rolled out of bed. His red hair was pushed up on one side with apparent bed head. He was rubbing sleep from his eyes as he walked into the kitchen, but what really caught my eye were his shorts. He was wearing boxer brief underwear. They were made of a grey tee shirt material and came about half way down his thigh. Clearly through the material you could see the long thick bulge of his penis draping to the side. I immediately felt embarrassed for him, knowing that Chloe was seeing the same thing I was. I was about to say something to him, but he pulled out a chair and sat down and scooted his legs under the table.

I glanced over at Chloe to see if she had actually seen what I had. Her face was impassive, but she had her phone out and was punching some keys. “I am kind of hungry; I think I will have some eggs after all, Daddy.”

“What about Ashley?”

“I’m texting her now. I’ll hook up with her at school.” She continued to punch keys as she sat down in a chair and scooted to the table.

Suddenly, for some inexplicable reason, I had a lump in my throat and could not speak. I turned back to the stove. I cracked an egg and dropped it onto the skillet, my mind reeling. I was suddenly thinking some very horrible thoughts about my daughter. I knew that Chloe liked boys, although she always acted as if she didn’t like them, at least in front of me. We’d had the birds and bees chat a couple of years ago and were pretty open with each other about her feelings. Ever since her mother died, I knew that I would have to try to be her confidant. I had to try to take her mother’s place. I popped 4 slices of bread into the toaster and pushed the lever down.

Chloe looked over at Andrew, Looks like you slept well,” she giggled, commenting on his lop sided hairdo.

“Uh, yeah, great, actually.” Andrew sat continuing to rub his sleep swollen eyes. He had been living with us for 4 months now. Ever since the death of his parents, my sister and her husband, in an auto accident. He had fit right in with us, personality-wise, although sometimes a little quiet. He had a decent sense of humor and we often had laughed together over the years even before all of our tragic losses. I gingerly slid the spatula under and egg and gently rolled it to the opposing side.

Chloe picked up her phone again and flipped it open intently scrolling through her recently received texts. “Andrew would you mind getting us some orange juice?” she asked rather absent mindedly.

I cringed, “Hey, that’s okay I got it.” I turned from the stove.

Andrew was already up, “I’m right here, Craig. I’ll get it.” For some reason ever since moving in with us he’d gone to calling me by my first name only. He moved to the refrigerator and opened it. I glanced at Chloe and saw that she was looking over her phone and actually watching Andrew, his bulbous penis head mounding under his briefs. Although he didn’t look to be erect, it was obvious that his penis was exceptionally long and thick. He grabbed the juice, turned and stepped toward the table. Chloe’s eyes flickering between her phone and Andrew.

When we were through with breakfast, Chloe hugged me and pecked me on the cheek. “See you tonight Daddy,” she said as she headed out the door. I sipped my coffee as Andrew got up from the table and brought his dish to the sink.

“Don’t worry about those, I’ll get them,” I said. “You’re going to be late for school.”

“That’s okay, I’ll right myself a note,” he snickered.

“Uh hey, Andrew, I have to ask you something though. Could you please wear some shorts or something, at least, you know in front of Chloe.”

Andrew looked down, “Shit, Craig, I thought I had my shorts on this morning. Jeez, Shit, I’m sorry.” His reddening face giving away his bewilderment.

“Hey, Andrew, It’s not a big deal, really. We’re all family here. It’s just that Chloe is at a very……impressionable age. You know?”

Andrew stood two feet in front of me, his crotch at my eye level. I tried to keep eye contact with him. “Yes sir, I understand. I’m sorry, Craig. I’ll be more careful from now on.”

I smiled at him as I got up and put my coffee cup in the sink. I chuckled a little, “Yeah, besides, with all of the friends that Chloe has, I don’t need 150 girls over here all of the time, I’m already having enough trouble keeping the boys off of Chloe.”

After I finished up the dishes, I saw Andrew off to school and walked into the study to get some writing done. I sat down at the computer and pulled up my latest manuscript. I was in the middle of writing my third book. A series of books actually, sort of my own version of the great American novel. I sat and stared at the screen for a few minutes thinking of how to get going. My mind kept flashing back to breakfast. I worried about Chloe a little bit. I wasn’t sure what to do about that yet. I wondered about Andrew too. That huge fucking bulge in his shorts. Wow, He was going to be very popular with the ladies.

I felt my groin tighten a little at the vision in my mind of a beautiful young woman’s eyes as she saw and felt his erection for the first time. I felt more tightening in my pants as the thought continued. I clicked on the Internet icon on my screen. I really needed to relieve the ache in my groin before I could get anything done. I went to a gay porn website that I subscribed to. I belonged to a couple of them, a couple of hetero porn sites too. It’s just that this morning I wanted to fantasize about men. In particular, I wanted to fantasize about very well hung men getting together. I briefly thought back to the encounter with a man that I’d had about a year earlier. I hadn’t dated really, since Chloe’s mother died.

Consequently, I spent a fair amount of time on the Internet surfing porn for my sexual release. The ones I liked the best were always the ones where there was a well hung man pleasing a beautiful woman. I loved girls on girls too, but, by far, the sight of a huge penis sliding in and out of a petite woman was my favorite. I guess it just came naturally to me to start to fantasize about what it would be like to be that woman. I loved the thought of a man holding his penis to my lips. I would reach up and grab his cock and begin to gently lick and suck the head and look up into his eyes as they rolled back in enjoyment.

Eventually my fantasies turned to anal sex. I became fascinated with it. I even went so far as to purchase a vibrator from an online store. I remember waiting in anticipation for when it arrived. When it did, I could hardly wait for Chloe to go to school the next day. I spent a couple of hours with that vibrator and loved every minute of it. I thought that it might be uncomfortable to start with. So I slathered it with some lube I had purchased down at the drug store. To my surprise, it actually didn’t hurt at all, like I’d thought it might. It slid right into my anticipating ass. I fucked myself with it for a half an hour before I finally allowed myself to cum, when I did, it was extremely intense. Jet after jet of hot, sticky semen shot from my 7” cock as one hand pumped it, while the other violated my convulsing hole. From that moment on, my fantasies turned from that vibrator to having a man slide his huge erection into my awaiting anus. I spent countless hours with that vibrator as it had its way with my eager asshole, every minute wishing it was a guy like a porn star with his huge tool that was really pleasing me.

My cock now strained at my pants as I thought back to my one night stand with Ben, the only actual homosexual encounter I’d every really had. I reached down, pulled my belt loose and slid my pants and underwear off with one motion. I flipped my shirt to the side as I slid back into my chair and eagerly typed my password into the website log in. I gently caressed my rock hard cock as I maneuvered my way into the website. It didn’t take long to find what I was looking for. I clicked on the play button as a video loaded onto my screen. Immediately an image of a well endowed black male was sliding his big tool into a smaller man’s ass. The smaller man, a white male, in his twenties maybe, was lying on his back on a bed. His legs were spread wide as the ebony man held an ankle in each hand. He slid his large penis into the Caucasian man’s waiting ass. He slid it in and out rhythmically as the receiving man panted and moaned. I watched this for several minutes and began to get very worked up. My right hand was slowly stroking my cock while my other hand was down between my legs, the tip of my middle finger rubbing my anus. I placed each foot up on the desk, straddling my keyboard as my finger probed my sensitive hole.

Just then I thought I caught a glimpse of movement outside the window behind my computer monitor. I froze awkwardly and watched to see if I could tell what it was that moved. I saw nothing. I sat, frozen for a moment longer trying to regain the mood that had just been shocked from me so abruptly. Then my eyes refocused. That’s when I saw.

The movement I had seen did not come from outside my window….It had come from a reflection in the window. A reflection of something…or someone, off to my right and a few feet behind me! I leaped from my chair, my erection bobbing straight up in front of me. There in front of me, with eyes wide, stood Andrew. “Uh, jeez, Craig….I, Uh…”

I just stood there for a moment, unable to speak. I’d just been caught by my nephew watching and, yes…masturbating to gay pornography. “Shit, Andrew, I…Shit. Look, this isn’t what you think,” I said stupidly. It was exactly what he was thinking. Shit, how did I not hear him come in? I silently cursed myself as I stood, naked in front of Andrew, my erection beginning to soften.

“Look, Uncle Craig….”

Shit, He called me uncle Craig. Oh fuck, Chloe’s going to find out, Andrew will probably leave. Word about this is going to get out. Shit, shit.

“Look, Craig….I…Uh….Actually snuck in here…….to watch.”

That’s when I noticed something about him, something… I looked down slightly and noticed a large bulge in the front of his jeans. He took a step towards me, his eyes pleading. “I really didn’t make a mistake this morning. I knew that I wasn’t wearing anything over my underwear. I didn’t do it so Chloe would notice…I did it so you would.”

I looked him in his eyes, “Why did you think I would like that?” I was confused, wondering if he’d seen me do this before.

“I didn’t. I mean I don’t know. I guess I just wanted you to see me. I feel like a dumb ass, Craig, I’m sorry.” He turned his head as if he were going to leave.

I stepped forward, silently placing a hand upon his shoulder. He looked down at me, into my eyes. I slowly slid my other hand forward and gently caressed his erection through his jeans. My cock hardening again. I took him by the hand and silently led him to my bedroom. I turned and looked up into his eyes. “When did you know you were gay, Andrew?”

“I don’t know. Quite a while back I guess.”

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“No, I’ve never….You know.”

“Wow.” I stepped back a pace. “Hey, look I don’t know if this is right. I mean, I actually like women. It’s just that I’ve been without one for so long. I mean what you saw…in there,” pointing in the direction of the study. “It’s lonely, you know?”

“I saw how you were touching yourself…Where you were touching yourself. I want to…..touch you there too.” He reached forward and gently caressed my engorged cock. It felt soooo good. I reached down myself and grabbed for his belt. I clumsily unbuckled it and unbuttoned his jeans, my hands shaking in anticipation. I dropped to my knees and pulled his pants down, his cock springing toward my face. It was truly immense. I’d never seen a penis that large before. Its bulbous head was as big as a child’s fist and it was really pink. Its incredibly long shaft leading to two walnut sized testicles nestled in a thick patch of orange pubic hair. It was hard as a rock, but still it seemed to be at half mast, so to speak. So large that it would not stand straight up, as my diamond hard penis was now doing.

I reached forward and held him in both of my hands, guiding his bright pink head to my lips. He peeled off his shirt and tossed it to the side as I gingerly licked the engorged head and slid my mouth over it. I managed to get a few inches of his thick, veined penis into my mouth and throat and hungrily began to work it in and out of my mouth as I pumped both of my hands up and down his shaft. He sighed deeply as I began to moan with wonton lust with his cock in my mouth. Andrew withdrew his penis and pushed me back onto the bed. He lay down on top of me, desperately grabbing for my penis. Clumsily his lips met mine and he pushed his tongue into my mouth. He worked his legs between mine and was thrusting his cock forward up and down my belly. It was obvious that he was very turned on and was loosing control of himself. As he lay on top of me, he clumsily thrust again and again. I could feel the heat of his cock against my cock and stomach as he slid it up and down.

He leaned back a bit and grabbed his cock with his hand quickly brought it up to my anus. I pushed my hand forward and stopped him from tearing me open with that huge stick. “Hey, slow down a bit. I’m going to need some lubrication before we go on.” I reached into my nightstand and pulled out the bottle of lube that I had used many times for my dildo. “Okay, Andrew, get on your knees here on the bed in front of me.” He positioned himself as I had asked and I reached forward with the bottle. I squirted a large dollop onto the head of his massive phallus. He just looked down and watched as I worked the slippery liquid up and down his thick shaft, my fingers barely touching as they wrapped around his girth. I began to moan softly. I wanted this dick inside of me soooo badly right then. I whimpered slightly as I felt it lurch in my hand. “Before we do this, I have to…you know, get ready a little bit. Think you can wait?”

He slowly nodded as I lay back on the bed. I spread my legs wide and brought my lube soaked hands to my anus. First I slowly, worked a finger into my little hole, then two. He watched, wide eyed as the slippery fingers of both hands were probing, spreading my hole wide. My eyes rolled back as I pulled my hole open a little wider. Andrew’s cock throbbed again as he watch me ready my sensitive hole for his phallus. I didn’t say a word as he slowly moved toward me. I held my hole wide as he pushed the head against it. He slid it up and down against my awaiting ass, his shaft glistening with the slippery liquid. Then he slowly pushed his head into me. I gasped as my fingers let go and felt his thick shaft as it slowly pushed into me. I looked down and saw my hard penis dripping a stream of clear liquid onto my belly.

He slowly withdrew and pushed again, his abs flexing as he was slowly working more of his fat stick into me. He had slid about half of his length into me when I felt a sharp pain up in my abdomen. I winced slightly as he pushed the huge head of his dick against the internal obstacle. He withdrew and thrust again. My mind reeling as I felt his hugeness violate me. He pushed in even further this time before withdrawing and pushing again. I cried out as he pushed even more into me this time. I began to whimper incoherently as he thrust again and again, my hands to each side of me, tightly gripping the bed, bracing myself against each thrust.

Andrew then lost his control, for he thrust hard and deeply into me, withdrew only the slightest and thrust again, his balls audibly slapping against my upturned ass. “Oh fuck,” was all Andrew could say as he thrust the entire length of his massive phallus into my eager anus, sweat glistening on his flexing abs and dripping from his upper lip as his cock began to erupt. He began to grind his cock into me, trying vainly trying to push even more of himself into me. I had not even touched my own cock during all of this as I didn’t want to spoil it by cumming too soon and I continued to tightly grip the bed to either side of me, but now it was too late, I could no longer hold myself back. As Andrew’s cock spewed his hot sperm into me my own cock jerked and erupted with the longest, largest jet of semen I’d ever seen. It splashed onto my face and into my waiting mouth.

The second jet was equally as large and wet as the first. Jet after jet of semen doused my belly, chest and face. I could only groan as I watched my penis empty its seed. Andrew then lay forward on top of me, breathing heavily. After some minutes he leaned back, withdrew and went into the bathroom. I could see a reflection from my mirrored closet doors of myself, my violated anus oozing a stream of Andrew’s white semen.

Andrew emerged from the bathroom and stood, looking at me lying on my bed, legs still spread and basking in the afterglow of my incredible orgasm, his penis hanging long and thick between his legs. “I’m sorry if I’ve messed something up with you Craig.”

“No Andrew, it’s actually me that should feel guilty.”

“Well don’t Craig. I’ve fantasized about it for a long time. I can’t believe that I’ve finally had it come true.” He walked over to me as I propped myself up on one elbow. He look down at me and into my eyes, “and I’ve got to be honest with you, I think that I want it to happen again.

-R. Granite

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Friday, August 16, 2013

Carie

I had just retired from the navy and returned to my old home town to live when I chanced to encounter a familiar face. The weathered skin and wrinkles were new but the eyes and smile were the same. I’d adored her when I was in high school but she was far too popular for a shy type like myself. Her name? I remembered her person well but her name?

Then, I remembered. . .Carie! It was Carie! There she was, standing at the gas pumps and taking customers money and seeing to the large, self-service station. I called out to her, “Hi Carie. Do you remember me?”

She looked at me closely and was slow to respond. “You look kind’ familiar. . . Should I know you?”

“You probably don’t remember Tom Dutton from high school, Do you?”

Again, she hesitated, “Were you in my class?”

I replied, “I was in your school grade. . .never was in your class I’m afraid!”

“Well, Where have you been these past twenty five years?”

“I’ve just retired from the navy - Master Chief Petty Officer! So, What have you been doing these past years?”

“I went to New York to be an actress. Never amounted to much though so six years ago I came back.”

“Are you married?”

“Tried it once and it didn’t work out. How about you?”

“Never married - except to the Navy, of course.”

“So, What brings you back here?”

“Why, I came looking for you,” I lied

“You’re a damn liar but I like it. So, What’re you going to do with me now that you’ve found me?”

“I’m going to seduce you. . . Have my way with you! . . .make you the happiest woman in the world! Then, I’m going to get serious.

“Well, forget it buddy! Nobody’s going to seduce me. . . I’ve been that route with the best of them and I’m too old to go through the hassle again.”

“OK, How about dinner then? I could use some company.”

“What time and where should I meet you?”

“Let’s say six at the “Taste of Italy”.

“Burned down years ago. How about “Luigi’s”

So it was that I met Carie at “Luigi’s” Italian Restaurant. The food was excellent and the wine outstanding but the service at our table seemed to be lacking. Other tables received excellent service as we received only the minimum. When I remarked to Carie about the service she said simply, “It’s probably me.” and moved on. “Well, my tip will certainly reflect the service we received,” I said and Carie again seemed unconcerned, “Leave her a nice tip. . . it isn’t her fault.”

Then, on leaving the restaurant, I suggested we walk and Carie agreed. It was when I suggested that we stop at a pub for a drink that she grew tense and said simply, “No.”

When I grew insistent, she spoke firmly, “You might as well know. I’m the town hump and half the guys in there will say they’ve been with me. A few of them will speak the truth. Now, take me back to my car.” She began walking swiftly whence she came.

“Whoa! Not so fast! We need to talk!”

“Nothing to talk about.”

“Will you listen to me or are you going to be pig headed and stubborn?”

Carie turned and I saw anger blazing in her eyes as she moved closer now. “You bastard! You’re never going to get into my pants so just give up.”

I wasn’t ready to give up. . .Caries was the only person in the town that I remembered who had so much as spoken to me and offered the only possibility for friendship that I’d seen since arriving in town. I spoke again. . .”Do you think I give a hoot what people think or that I’m only after your body. . .although, hey!, it’s the kind of body any man would be after!”

This time she turned and her eyes were filled with tears. “Please don’t hurt me any more. I don’t think I could stand it.”

“What say we start over again and see if we can get it right this time. You, me and friendship, I mean.”

“I’d like that!” Carie replied.

Five minutes later, I directed her to my big BMW and opened the door for the lady to get in. Then, as I went to the drivers position she remarked, “Some car you drive. You must be pretty well off.” “It’s my greatest vice,” I replied. Carie sat quietly for a minute before asking, “Where are we going?”

I replied that since she had an aversion to the pubs and clubs in our old home town, I was going to drive as far away as she felt comfortable going into a club and having a drink together. For the first time, I saw her laugh! “There’s a brew pub in the next town,” she said, “I’ve never been there.”

Five minutes later, we entered the small brew pub and took a seat in the quiet area. Carie was somewhat more relaxed as we chatted about superficial things. Then, over our beers, we began to get more personal.

I talked about my Navy duties and the loneliness the duty entailed and she talked about her life seeking to be an actress in New York - of living hand to mouth and frequent hunger and of bit parts that paid less than a living wage. Then, she spoke of the men in her life - no specifics!

It was over the fourth beer that Carie spoke of her marriage - the price she paid for a bit part in a broadway play! It had been a disaster! Finally, after nearly 20 years she’d had enough! She’d returned to her old home and took the job at the service station to earn her living. Over another beer, she explained how lonely it had been living back home and how she’d taken up with some of the local trash.

Then, with the pub’s closing time approaching, Carrie and I got up to leave. I’d forgotten just how much kick that the 12% beer had and found myself quite drunk as we approached my car. When Carrie offered to drive, I felt obliged to let her.

This time it was her helping me into the passenger seat and her driving. She drove slowly from the brew pub driveway and on to the highway; thence, a quarter mile to a small motel where she drove in and parked. A few minutes later, she came out with a motel key and a statement that we were in no condition to drive.

With that, she assisted me into the Spartan room with two double beds where she said, “You take that one.” and I pulled off my shoes, trousers and shirt and fell into a deep sleep. I remembered nothing. . .

Next morning, it was well after sunup when I felt movement beside me in the bed. I turned to find a clothed Carie under my covers. . .she smiled as she said, “It’s cold over there.” All seemed so peaceful that I was soon asleep.

Much later in the morning, I awoke to find Carie asleep and feeling rested, I arose and went to the bathroom to clean up and prepare for the day. Using the razor and toothbrush provided, I did a tolerable job. Then, I showered . . the antiperspirant was fowl and the mouthwash sickening!

As I left the bathroom, Carie was waiting to go in. . . Then 45-minutes later, she came out looking considerably refreshed and really quite beautiful without any makeup. I told her so.

It was nearly noon when we left the motel to seek brunch. At the truck stop we ate heartily! Carie was now totally relaxed and comfortable as we ate and laughed and kidded. Then, we drove back to our town and I dropped Carie off at her doorstep.

At precisely 1800 hours, I was back at that door and Carie came to meet me. She’d obviously been attending to her personal look as her hair was perfectly coiffed, her nails trimmed and painted and her makeup properly adjusted. She was really quite beautiful now. . .reminded me of may years ago!

“Take me anywhere out of this town,” she said as I opened the car door for her. A half hour later, we were in a rather posh Italian restaurant, seated in an inconspicuous corner. Carie had become playful and coquettish and I responded with admiration and adoration. She was no longer a product of her past but that high school girl that I had known those many years ago.

It was a fun evening with good food and good company and a pleasant atmosphere. The bottle of Chianti added a warm glow!

Then, suddenly Carie grew serious, “Please don’t hurt me. I don’t know if I can take much more.”

“My God woman! That’s the farthest thing from my mind! What makes you say that?”

“Look, we both know where this is headed and I want it. I’ve been down this path before and I inevitably get hurt. Please go easy with me. . . .”

“You have my word on it. . . what ever happens, I’ll try never to hurt you.”

Then, as quickly as she’d grown serious, she was her happy, playful self. The giant dessert that she and I had agreed to split remained on the table as we took turns sampling the chocolate.

At 2200 hundred hours, the restaurant closed and Carrie and I were directed out the door. We left laughing and in high spirits and dashed through the rain to the car where we quickly entered and looked into each other’s eyes. “Where to?” I asked.

“Our eyes met in a common understanding and I drove off. Half an hour later, we were at Carie’s door and this time, she asked me in. I entered the narrow vestibule and climbed the stairs to the second floor where her studio apartment lay. It was a single big room, with a bathroom door opening next to a walk-in closet and a small kitchen. A dining table and two chairs sat in the kitchen area. A queen sized bed graced the opposite side of the room with a chest and a bureau. It was old and poorly maintained but neat and clean. It spoke well of Carie’s housekeeping! As I surveyed the tiny apartment, Carie said, “Welcome to my place. It’s not much but it’s cheap.”

Our eyes met in agreement and I moved to embrace her. She accepted the embrace and we kissed. Our first kiss and my first in perhaps eight years. . . It was a warm greeting between friends!

Then, after toast and coffee and a little covert caressing and groping on her sofa, I went to my hotel room. I slept soundly until late morning; then, spent a leisurely morning tending to my personal care before a lunch in the hotel restaurant. It was late afternoon when I picked up Carie from work and took her home. Then, as she showered and dressed and prepared for the evening, we discussed diner and it was agreed that we’d dine in at her place.

I went to the grocery and purchased two fine steaks, baking potatoes, BBQ beans and salad makings along with some Kaiser rolls for bread. On my return, Carie was prepared and we commenced making dinner. It was a fun time as we worked together and covertly touched and caressed and groped each other in the confines of the small kitchen.

Dinner was delicious! The bottle of Amaretto that Carie produced for dessert was the crowning touch. After clearing the table and cleaning the kitchen, we moved to her sofa with another snifter of Amaretto.

We sat idly talking as I felt something I hadn’t felt in years. My body was becoming more alert as my penis filled with blood and my breathing grew short and labored. I was reacting to Carie like a high school kid and I wanted and needed and desired and sought her like a female form to be possessed heart, body and soul Strangely, I welcomed the feeling. . .

Of course, these covert feelings were mine which I supposed were well hidden in my inner being. This, of course, was not true and Carie read my feelings like a book. She said nothing as we sat together on the sofa; my big cock readily discernible under my trousers. As we sat, I had no intention of causing Carie any pain and until I was sure of her feelings for me I chose to control my passions. Instead, We sat close and talked intimately as I kissed her lightly on the lips several times.

Shortly after 2200 hours, I returned to my hotel room, still feeling the effects of my passions. That night, I did not sleep soundly; rather, I tossed and turned and thought of Carie.

It was shortly after 0400 hours that the knock came lightly on my door. I got out of bed and opened the door to Carie.

“I couldn’t sleep. All I could think about was you.”

“Me neither, I’ve just tossed and turned all night.”

“Take me to bed and do me so I can get some rest.”

“It’d be my greatest pleasure. Are you sure?”

“No, I’m not sure. Please don’t hurt me.”

“Come to bed. Let’s see what develops. . .”

In perhaps a minute, Carie had shed all her clothing and lay under the covers even as I was returning to bed. Then, once there she seemed shy, even reticent! “I’m afraid!” she said.

“It’s all right. We don’t have to do this. . . “

“But, I want to do it. I’m just scared. I don’t want to be hurt again.”

“Kiss me,” I said, “Again. . . Now, let me pull back the covers and look at you.”

Then, as I adored her trembling body with my eyes, I felt fully erect and up for sex. Her body was perfection. . .even at her age! I spoke, “Beautiful! It’s perfection and I want to enjoy it. . . .” I wanted her not only as an animal seeks another but as a person with a heart and soul.

Then our eyes met and for the first time I could read the message in them clearly. She was ready. She was mine. . . my responsibility to give pleasure to and to bring out strong feelings without hurting her. We kissed and our tongues danced a dance of passion. I touched and felt and fondled and caressed every inch of her bare body. . .

My were not far behind my fingers as I attended to her breasts and nipples. Her breathing had become rapid and shallow as my lips moved to her soft inner thighs and she realized my ultimate goal. Then, as my thumbs separated her labia, I kissed the soft inner flesh of her vestibule. What had started quickly soon slowed to a relaxed pace as I performed cunnilingus in a relaxed manner.

As I worked I was rewarded by Carie’s responses. . . she was hot and her passions were slowly rising. Time passed and I continued to play at her honey pot. It was some time before I felt the flow of liquids from her vagina. . . and then it was time to insert my fingers into her. . . to further excite her!

Time was of no consequence as we played. . .only actions and reactions and pleasure and passions counted! I don’t know when the first time she had cried out for me to fuck her but it was far too soon. Then, her cries became more frequent and more demanding.

Finally, with lubrication gushing from her and her passions at fever pitch it was time. I moved over her and settled between her splayed knees as I positioned my cock for it’s entry into her depths. “Now?” I asked

“Now!” she responded as my man-meat slid easily into her vagina.

Then, with the tip of my cock against her cervix, I rested. I sought her eyes with mine and saw her raw passion there. Then, it was Carie that moved first, encouraging me to begin the thrusting that was a part of good coitus.

In fact, it was Carie that took the lead in all our actions as I willingly acceded to her wishes. She moved rapidly, seeking more immediate relief and was soon rewarded by her first orgasm. Again, we communicated through our eyes and it was then that I saw pure joy as she lived out her peak.

We moved together now, in a perfectly orchestrated rhythm as our eyes passed continuous messages between us. It had been many years but I was sure that this was sex at it’s best! As we continued, Carie’s messages became more demanding! . . .more urgent! I tried to meet her demands. . . and only with maximum effort could I keep up - Her passions ran high as mine did too in my efforts to address them!

It was sudden. I felt it rising in my balls and started to cry out but too late! Then, came the release and beneath me Carie peaked in response to my discharge as well. But, it wasn’t over. . .

We lay united by my now flaccid cock, still locked in a lovers embrace as the afterglow descended on us. “You were very good..” Carie said.

“You were pretty hot yourself,” I replied.

Then, we lay cuddled in our intimate circumstances and slept.

So, our affair began. It was a fun time and we seemed to compliment each other in our living style. At the end of the week, I moved from the hotel to her apartment where we shared everything. In a month we had settled into a routine not unlike a married couple. Carie quit her job and we lived on my pension.

It was not too much later that I sensed all was not as it seemed. Carie had developed a penchant for going to the pub again and she seemed to have lost interest in us. Another month passed; then two and we continued to grow apart.

It was when she arrived home at 0630 hours after having been away all night that I knew it was over. She came in half drunk, smelling of sex and in a surly mood as I watched her in silence that morning. I said nothing as she climbed into bed, still unwashed and dirty, and slept.

It was late that afternoon when I drove my big BMW into a roadside motel some 200 miles from my old home town and registered. I’ve never gone back.

-BobJJ

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Wednesday, August 14, 2013

The Director

I've known Angela for a few years. I met her at my old work and the first time I saw her I thought she was a very elegant, sexy woman. We worked quite closely with each other when she had a production in the studio and had lots of chances to talk. We got on really well and in no time at all became quite good friends. I had been with the firm for about three months when the first Christmas came around. The company always had a party in the office on the last Friday before the holidays and being a TV production company, parties were always quite boozy affairs. Toward the end of the evening I had a bit of a dance with Angela. We didn't even kiss because I wasn't sure how she felt about it but I did pluck up the courage to arrange to meet her over Christmas for a drink.

We met up in the break and had a nice evening in a pub fairly close to where she lived in Battersea. I walked her home but did not have the feeling anything was going to happen. And that night it didn't.
Let me explain. I was 29 at the time and she was 42. This was quite a big thing for me at the time and I wasn't sure how to deal with the fact that she had a daughter only slightly younger than I. And she sometimes lived with Angela. No, this is not a mum and daughter story. She was nowhere as sexy as her mum and… well not the story.

So we got back to her house, drank more wine and had a brilliant snog. It went on for quite a while and Angela was sending me all the signals. I just had a problem with her daughter being in her room upstairs. I think she sensed this and whispered in my ear, "When do we start our affair?"
I was not in a relationship and she was divorced, so I thought her use of that expression a bit strange but it made me feel very sexy anyway. I went home and jerked off about three times and dreamed of all the fun I hoped I was going to have.

I had no fucking idea.

Angela was a lot of fun to be with. Our 'affair' started a week later - the day before New Year’s Eve. We went for a drink and stayed in the bar for about ten minutes. She was wearing a very sexy dress with a plunging neckline. Dark blue, silky and underneath I caught glimpses of some very exotic underwear. She could see me getting very turned on by all this and suggested we have a drink at home.
As soon as we walked in the door we were attacking each other. She was pushing her tongue down my throat and her hand down my trousers. I likewise had one hand pushed into her breast through her dress and another hand rubbing her through the silk of her knickers. As soon as she had my very hard and desperate cock in her hands she demanded I fuck her now. Right here in the hallway and not to bother undressing. I pushed her back against the wall, pulled her sopping pants to one side and slid my cock into her. She clamped one leg around me and supported by me and her hallway wall we bucked together for all we were worth. This lasted about 30 seconds as we were both so turned on. We climaxed and fell into a heap on the floor panting like hot dogs. I lay back and looked at her. She looked fantastic. She was lying against the wall with a slightly dazed expression on her face, one of her breasts out of the dress altogether and idly dipping her fingers into her sticky hole then licking the mixture off. My trousers were now around my ankles and my cock was in no mood for going down. She looked at me and asked if I was ready for some more. I smiled and she took me into her front room where she busied herself taking off all of my clothes. When I attempted to help her out of her dress she stopped me with a little smile. Then she asked me to lie down on her couch with my head close to the edge. Then she stood next to the couch close to my head and slowly took off her sopping pants. Then she straddled over my head with one leg and lowered herself down onto my face. At first it felt a bit mucky but this was all so sexy it very soon got me right into whatever she wanted. I was licking and sucking and could just about see her rubbing her clit like mad. The tempo built up as she started shouting obscenities at me. I was getting short of air as she started pushing down onto my face then I got the surprise of my life. She started cumming all over my face. Not just shuddering but drenching me with a sticky mixture of my spunk and her own ejaculate. This was the sexiest thing that I had ever had done to me at this point. It was fucking fantastic.

She got off me and slumped down on the couch at the other end. I sat up and looked down at my cock. It looked as if it was about to burst again. She saw this and asked me to stand in front of her. I did as she asked and she gave me the most amazing blowjob I've ever had. Licking and sucking in turn while masturbating me with her slippery hands. Then cupping my balls with one hand and tugging them gently she pulled them down while pushing her other hand into the base of my cock. This was the trigger. My cock jerked once then sent another jet of sperm into her. She drank this down and held onto me with a rock hard grip until the spasm was completely over. She pulled me onto her and we kissed and writhed together for quite a while. Her wonderful dress looked a mess and was covered with streaks of cum and spunk. I lay back admiring the scene and she asked if I was ready for more. I wasn't sure. I would be in a while but I needed a little time to recuperate. She smiled and said no problem. She knew exactly what to do to get things going again quickly and with that she asked me to sit tight for a moment. She went out of the room and I heard her going upstairs. After about 10 minutes she came back down stairs wearing another very sexy outfit. Some very kinky but tasteful underwear with a sort of see through gown over the top. The sight of what she was wearing got my cock to forget its tiredness and get right back to work. She was sex mad. It was fantastic. Every time I imagined something sexy, she just knew what I was thinking and did it. For a man who loves women into lingerie and showing off their bodies, she was brilliant. This went on for a few months and we did everything. I won't go into that now; there are a lot of great stories that I will tell another time.

This story is about Angela and her desire to be a porn director. She didn't actually want to direct a porn movie, she wanted to direct porn. Well sex. She wanted to direct a couple having sex and probably join in. We had sat and talked about fantasies lots of times and most of them were sexy to talk about. But most other women I had done this kind of thing with found talking about it sexier than doing it and talking about it always lead to great sex anyway. So, no worries. Not with Angela. I found that if she wanted to do something and said so, she made fucking sure she did.

This is the story of one of her little adventures.

Angela took me to a party in a big house in Putney. She looked amazing; she was wearing a beautiful dark fitted suit with what looked like a fantastic bustier underneath. I felt horny just thinking about what she was wearing. There were a lot of great looking people about and it seemed Angela knew quite a lot of them. She introduced me to the hostess of the party, a woman called Maria who was about the same age as her and very attractive. Bigger built than Angela, but curvy and very well dressed. Maria took the two of us into a little study and gave us both a drink from a bottle of odd-looking liqueur. It tasted really strange but very warming. Angela told me it was from Africa, made from the leaves of a palm tree and had some very nice side effects. The two women smiled at each other, then we were lead out again into the party.

Several drinks and masses of introductions later Angela led me into a dimly lit room where a few people were just sitting around chatting or getting to know each other a bit better. Our hostess was there with a cute girl about my age with long dark hair and wearing a light white mid length dress with little straps and her bra straps showing. She had lovely legs and sexy high shoes. Her name was Cass. Maria did the introductions and Angela sat next to Cass leaving me the arm of the sofa. Maria stayed and chatted for a while then left the three of us there. I was so engrossed in the conversation I didn't notice the room had emptied leaving us on the couch. Also I was feeling quite light headed and a bit, well, weird. I'm not sure how to explain but it was a bit like watching yourself in a dream. Angela was telling Cass about some of the things she and I got up to sexually and for some reason I was not at all embarrassed about this. I found it a bit of a turn on. Cass was looking at me in a very sexy way and fiddling with her dress and bra straps.

Angela then started telling Cass about a fantasy she had told me about during one of our more steamy sessions. How she wanted to direct two people in a full on sex session with no questions asked and complete compliance from her subjects. Cass smiled and said she was hoping tonight was going to turn out this way. Maria had told her about Angela and the games she liked to play and she was itching to meet her and hopefully get introduced into her little group.

Angela looked at me and said, "Well, Jon is a naughty, easy going young man and a lot of fun. How about we all go and find out if this little fantasy of mine is as fun as I imagine."
The three of us left the room and Angela led us to a room upstairs in a quiet part of the house. The room was beautifully laid out with a large comfy couch and cushions scattered all over the floor. A bottle of champagne and some glasses and the bottle I had seen in the study earlier. Angela poured us all a shot of the liqueur and a glass of bubbly. She then sat on the couch and asked us both to stand in front of her.

She smiled and ran her hand up Cass's leg until it just disappeared under her dress and her other hand up my leg until she reached my bottom. She just circled her hands around our bottoms for a while and sighed with a very dirty expression on her face. She stopped what she was doing and asked us to kiss each other. I leant forward and was met by a very willing pair of lips. My arms went around her and hers went behind my head and pulled me into a long and searching kiss. Angela watched for a while and asked us to stand apart. I have to say I was a little disappointed but knowing the sort of thing she had in mind for us not too much so.

Angela asked Cass to turn around and lift the bottom of her dress up to expose her peachy little arse. She did as she was asked and with a little smile, bent slightly forward to accentuate the curve of her bum and show off its bareness. She was wearing a little thong that drew a fine line between her buttocks. Then Angela asked me to take off my shirt and kneel down behind Cass. Then she asked me to kiss and caress her bottom with my face and chest, something she really liked me to do to her. This was bliss. Cass smelt incredible as I caught a whiff of her growing excitement. Angela called this to a halt and asked Cass if she was OK. Cass smiled and asked if she could do the same. Angela liked this turn of events and asked me to assume the position Cass had. I was more than ready for this because as Angela knew I love having my arse stroked and played with. Cass slipped the top of her dress and bra down and took a position kneeling behind me. She got right into this and had the advantage of a completely nude bum to play with. She was very rude with her tongue and every time she pushed a firm breast into the gap in my arse I got a massive rush of pure lust. I looked at Angela and she was smiling and running her hands all over her own body.

Angela could see Cass's hands creeping toward my now very erect cock and asked her to turn me round. Cass squealed with delight and pulled me round and took hold of my cock. For a while she just looked at it and Angela then gave her permission to put it into her mouth. She took great pleasure in slowly licking and sucking me until I felt I would not be able to hold on. Angela sensed this and asked Cass to stop. Cass stood up and looked at Angela eagerly awaiting her next instruction. There was a large cushion on the floor by the couch and Angela asked Cass to lie on it on her back and to part her legs as far as she could. She then told me to go down between her legs and taste Cass. I did as I was asked and slowly pulled Cass's little white thong from her. They were soaking and Angela took them from me. Then I started to work on Cass with my tongue. She loved this attention and was soon writhing around on the cushion pulling my head between he legs. She tasted fantastic and pretty soon came in a shuddering orgasm.

Angela laughed and shouted that this was fantastic, and then told us both to join her at the couch.
As we went over Cass let her dress drop to the floor. Angela looked at us both nude and completely in her power. My cock was rigid and Cass looked at it with something approaching complete lust.
Then she sat back and unbuttoned her jacket. I was not disappointed. Her large, firm breasts were covered by a sensational sheer black bustier with lace patterns all over. She ran her hands all over her body and the two of us just stood there while she seemed to enjoy the moment of having two younger people just watching her get off.

Then after a while she stood between us and told us both to sit on the couch. She slid off her jacket and pushed the straps off her shoulders. Then she pulled the front of the top down exposing her fantastic tits and fondled them at us. I looked over at Cass for a moment and she seemed to be really enjoying this. Angela then kneeled between us both and lent forward so her breasts were touching our knees. This felt electrifying. Then she moved forward toward us both and brought her nipples toward our mouths. She braced herself behind our heads and pushed her mounds into our faces. That was all the encouragement we needed. Both of us started to kiss, lick and suck away on her wonderful tits. While this was going on Angela was telling us to kiss each other and then back to the boobs. She pushed them hard into us then pulled back and let them dangle a little away from us so we had to push up to her. It was fantastic, Angela was describing to each of us what the other was doing and demanding that kind of attention on both. This went on for some time Angela's talk got dirtier and dirtier.

She sat back on the ground between our knees and looked at us both. We both had wet faces and very naughty expressions. Angela stood up and went and sat very close to Cass, away from me. She asked her if she had enjoyed that. Cass said she had never sucked a woman's tits before but was really enjoying this. I knew what Angela had in mind if the fantasy she was trying to live out was what I thought it was. Angela sensed what I was thinking and said, “Jon, you think you know what’s coming don't you? Well my little fuck buddy, I'm afraid there have been several changes since we had that little chat. You won't be disappointed though, just a little shocked at how far I want to take you this time."
Cass just smiled and started playing with Angela's breasts again.

Angela told me to watch while she gently circled her hands around Cass's breasts. She had lovely firm boobs. Not as big as Angela's, but great with the nipple pointing slightly upward. She played with them for a while then stopped. Cass almost whined when she did this but Angela reassured her that there were a lot more fun things to come yet.

Angela sat back into the corner of the couch and told Cass to run her hands up her legs exposing her stocking tops and all the way until her knickers were exposed. Cass hesitated for a moment until Angela reminded her that she had agreed to do whatever she said.

Cass smiled and put her hands on Angela's knees and as soon as she did this her expression changed. She got quite a lusty look on her face and slid her hands all over Angela's legs gradually easing up her skirt. She really got into it and even kept leaning forward to kiss and nibble at her thighs.
Angela shuffled around enjoying the attention of this very cute, nude girl and helped her expose her lower half. Cass instinctively pushed the heel of her hand into Angela's pubic mound for a short while causing Angela to give out a loud moan.

Angela asked her to stop for a while. Cass sat back with a very sexy, almost dirty smile on her face and looked at me with another dirty expression.

Angela then knelt between Cass's legs and slowly pushed them apart. She leant forward again and let her breasts dangle all over her legs as she moved forward searching more and more of Cass's legs. Cass closed her eyes enjoying the feeling and slid forward so Angela could move her face very close to her pussy. Angela told me to get off the couch and play with her from behind while she initiated Cass to the art of woman on girl pussy licking. Cass involuntarily parted her legs as wide as she could and let Angela in with her lips. I went to Angela's bottom and started doing the things I knew she liked me to do. I ran my hands all over and down between her cheeks pushing my hand into her hard. She pushed back every time I touched her anywhere near her cunt or arse. Then I lent down and buried my face into the fabric of her knickers and pushed until I could smell the scent coming from her. When I did I slipped my hand under the gusset and pushed my fingers into her soaking slit. I looked up and I could see Cass was in ecstasy. Angela stopped licking her for a while and told Cass exactly what I was doing and how it felt. Cass looked at Angela and me and went back to what she was doing, getting off with a woman giving her a blowjob for the first time. The sight of me with my hand inside Angela and what she was doing to her pussy made her shudder with another massive orgasm.

Angela knelt up and smiled. I let my fingers slip from her and licked them, savouring the lovely musky taste.

Angela took control of the scene again and told Cass to stand up. She sat next to me and told Cass to stand in front of me facing away. Then she told me to give Cass's bottom the same attention I had given hers. I smiled and leant forward. I ran my hands up the back of her legs again until they lay on her lovely pert bottom. Cass who was now really into this, then pulled the cheeks of her bottom apart while I caressed each cheek separately, then before burying my face into her I paused and took in the wonderful aroma of sex. I could smell how wet she was. Angela told her to lean forward with her legs apart. She did this and I was confronted with a fantastic sight. I put my hands either side of her hips and pulled her into my face. Angela was playing with my very stiff cock and telling Cass what all this looked like from her point of view. I licked and kissed Cass all over her bottom and started paying a lot of attention to her cunt and arse hole. Cass was moaning and started asking me to push my face into her harder, then to push my tongue into her arse. This was incredible. It was all so sexy.
Angela told me to stop and sit back. Then she looked at Cass and could tell that I she didn't let her fuck me soon she was going to burst. She told Cass to sit on me facing me. Cass almost leapt on and was so wet even though she was quite small inside, slid down on me very easily. Angela got into a position where she could watch the action close up and add a little to the action. Her hands ran up my cock when it was exposed from Cass's hole enough. She pushed her breasts into Cass's back while searching around her arse with her hand and pushed her face into the mess of bodies to taste the mixture and offered a running commentary of how this all looked.

Angela let her pump up and down on me for a while and eventually told Cass to get off. She did so a little unwillingly but saw quickly why. Angela wanted to suck my cock with the taste of her on it.

Angela sucked away for a while and when she had finished said she wanted Cass to have the same experience. Cass was very eager to try this and quickly got herself into a position to do so. Angela slipped out of her panties and slid herself onto my cock. She slid up and down for longer than she had allowed Cass and with most of her clothes still on made it difficult for Cass to get in on the action but all the while telling her how good it felt. Then finally she jumped off and told me to stand in front of Cass. Then she sat down next to her and watched very closely while Cass licked and sucked all her juice from my throbbing cock.

When she had finished Angela said she wanted to see me fuck Cass from behind. Cass giggled and said that was her favourite position. Angela told her there was a bit of a twist though. She told us both to stand up and she stripped down to just her bustier and stockings and lay down on the couch. She told Cass to straddle her face and then me to enter her from behind. I did as I was asked and slid my cock back inside Cass. Again this felt fantastic and knowing Angela's face was inches from this made it all the sexier. Angela then described what she saw and told Cass to get busy between her own legs. Cass was well up for this now and enthusiastically started licking and sucking Angela's pussy. She told Cass she wanted me to cum in her. Cass just started bucking her ass back against me harder and screamed for me to do it. Then buried her face harder into Angela's sopping pussy. Angela looked up at me and demanded I cum now. It didn't take much. I was feeling like I was about to explode anyway. With a massive thrust I shot my load into Cass who let out a scream of an orgasm. I felt Angela's hand grip my balls and hold me inside Cass while we calmed down. Then she told Cass and I what she wanted. She wanted me to gently pull out and go and kiss Cass while Cass let her bottom slide down onto her face so she could drink my spunk from her pussy.

I did as I was told and Cass pulled my face to hers while Angela greedily slurped away between her thighs. Eventually she pushed Cass off of her and joined us in the kiss. She pushed us down so we were lying on the couch and lent over us dribbling the remainder of my spunk onto our faces. The three of us then licked and kissed all the wetness from each other till it was all gone. For some reason I didn't feel at all spent. My cock had hardly gone down at all. Angela jumped up and got us both a glass of the weird drink we'd had before and then joined us on the couch. She told us a little more about the drink she had been giving us. It apparently came from Africa and was made from the sap of a certain palm tree. She had mixed a few of her own ingredients in with it suffice to say it was a heady mixture keeping us all in a very horny mood.
Cass asked Angela if she could make a little suggestion. Again Angela liked the way Cass was enjoying this and said anything she wanted. Cass said she had fantasised about fucking a woman. Angela asked exactly what she meant. Cass wanted to fuck her with a strap on. Angela squealed with delight. This was turning out better than she had ever hoped. She took Cass over to a little overnight bag and showed her one of her favourite toys. A beautifully crafted strap on which with a slight adjustment fitted onto Cass very well and looked seriously kinky. It was sort of a double dildo with a strap to hold it inside the wearer as well as holding it firmly in place so she can be as energetic as she likes.
Angela had a little bit of a secret conversation with Cass.

Cass walked over to me with her new toy in place with a very dirty smile on her face. Angela walked over to the couch with an even dirtier smile on hers. I had some idea why. Angela knelt down between my legs and started to work on my cock. Once again she proved how good at this she was and soon I was lost in what she was doing. Cass went to Angela's behind and after sliding her new cock between the cheeks of her arse pushed the dildo into her cunt. As she did this Angela took the whole of my cock deep into her mouth and clamped her lips tightly onto it. I looked at Cass and was greeted by a wonderfully dirty smile and the look of someone who had found a new and enjoyable skill. She started telling me between pants that it was wonderful to feel the plastic cock inside her and her hips banging up against a dirty woman's arse. Angela reached between her legs and pulled Cass's new cock out of her and demanded it was now pushed into her arse. But she wanted me to help her out. So I slid off of the couch and went down to Angela's bottom end. Cass was really enjoying her new role in this and was still slowly fucking away at Angela's cunt. She was also beginning to circle a slippery finger around her arse hole. I put my hand over hers and started to push a finger into Angela's arse. Then gradually added one of my own. I knew how much Angela loved this and was rubbing my cock up against Cass's Leg. Then Angela said she wanted to be fucked in the arse now. Cass needed no more encouragement. She brought her strap on up to Angela's slippery arse and eased it in. Angela bucked back against Cass and together the built up a ferocious rhythm. I saw a chance to do something new and dived under Angela's legs to watch this all close up. It looked fantastic and Angela took this opportunity to start sucking my cock again.

All of us were talking pure smut and broadcast the fact we were about to cum. It was amazing. Cass screamed and gave one almighty push into Angela's arse, Angela pushed down on my face and soaked me with her juice and I shot another load into her mouth.

We all slumped into a heap on the floor for a while and got our breath back. Angela was first back into action and went to where Cass was laying. She slipped the strap on off of her and licked and sucked it clean. No shame at all that woman. Cass was now in full wanton mode and shuffled over to me. She pushed one of my legs over the other and exposed my arse and balls. Then she went to work licking and sucking my balls and all over my arse. Angela was more than happy with this and joined her at my cock. The two of them looked and felt amazing as they worked at me together. Cass started probing my arse with her tongue and fingers. Angela saw this and smiled. Angela had plans for this but not yet.

Angela again went into control mode. She had put her strap-on on herself and pushed Cass onto all fours up against the couch. She pushed two fingers into her from behind and called me over to watch. Then she slipped the dildo into Cass's cunt and started thumping her arse. This all looked great but I was just an observer at this point. Angela told me to get myself under Cass, which I did. Angela slipped the plastic cock out of Cass and told Cass to mount me. Cass jumped at the chance for real cock again. Then once she had a slow rhythm going on me Angela started nudging her weapon up against the as yet unfucked arse. Cass felt the largeness pushing at her hole and gave a sort of whimper which quickly turned into a horny shout. She was begging to be fucked in both holes. Her language was foul as she goaded us both into fucking her as hard as we could. I could feel the dildo inside her as Angela built up a faster stroke. Then I could feel Cass tensing as all her inside muscles were desperate to release. Angela ordered us both to put everything into a massive orgasm and with the extremeness of the situation we all let out a huge shout as we came together.

Angela slipped out and Cass rolled off me with a massive grin on her face. Angela told me to soothe Cass's holes with some attention, which I readily did. Angela just sat and watched as Cass and I just curled into tight ball licking and sucking between each other's legs.
I was well and truly fucked.
Angela took us both by the hand and led us to a shower room. The three of us got into the shower and took turns soaping each other and playing with the water.

We all got back into our clothes which were scattered all over the room and Angela gave Cass a big kiss and said she was now well and truly one of her favourite fucks. Any time she wanted to come to hers and play she was more than welcome.

Cass asked if I was always there. Angela said that I was and Cass could play with me whenever she wanted. In fact why didn't she come home with us now and we could see what later or tomorrow would bring. I smiled at my friend and Cass slid over to me and gave me a massive snog.

The next day was very interesting. Even though I was still pretty fucked, I got well and truly fucked.

-Joncam

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Monday, August 12, 2013