My name is Steve and I’m 41, 5’8 tall and not in too bad shape I guess for my age. I play sport still and although not that toned I don’t quite have an expanding waist line just yet. I’m happily married to Debbie who is 38. We’ve been together since school, got married and had a kid very young but have always been happy together.
It was 4 years after me and my wife were married. My sister-in-law came to stay the summer with us at 15 let me tell u she was ripe for the picking 34c breast just as perky as a teenage boy’s penis in the morning. I mean to tell u there was no need for a bra to keep those girls up. She wasn’t your average 15 year old teenager she was full figured girl not fat by no means just enough curves to make u wonder. Her and my wife both were raised penacostal so her having long straight hair almost to her butt was enough to set her off. She would always sleep on the couch in a t-shirt and a pair of my boxers well it all started one morning when I got up to go to work I always wake up in plenty of time and am usually at work 30 min to an hour early we’ll this morning I woke up with a hard on that wouldn’t stop and so I went to the living room and turned on some porn and started to jack off and as I did I looked over and I could see all the way up her boxers to her tiny little love hole. Seeing that I couldn’t help but to want to see more so I thought to myself how I would go about doing that so, I decided to ease my hand up her leg as I touched her leg it was as soft as silk and as smooth as glass. As I got close to her love hole I must have almost woken her up. So I eased my hand back and she closed her legs and rolled on over to her side. I went a head and finished myself off and headed to work and the whole day she was all I could think about. The softness of her skin how small her love hole was. So the next morning I set my alarm for a extra 30 min early. So I get up go in there and this morning was even better she had worn a spaghetti string shirt to sleep in and those breast of hers were just about to pop out of the top. There was no need for porn today as I sat down beside her not wanting to wake her but to maybe just get a feel of those perky breast . I slipped my hand down her neck and on to her chest. And then I was in my hand was just lightly cresting her breast trying my best not to wake her not knowing her reaction. I fondled her left breast for what seemed like a hour but was maybe 5 min I switched hands and began to jack off. Rubbing that perky firm breast and my cock at the same time was all I could stand so I blew my load and went to work. And once again wasn’t worth a shit at work because all I could think of is what I had at home. Well that evening I got home and all I could think of is her then I started to wonder what she thought of me so I decided I would stage it so that she could see my cock. I went to bed at the us all time and started to have sex with my wife and when I was full erect and just about to cum I decided now was the time. I got up and told my wife I had to get a drink. Knowing my sister-in-law would still be up on the computer. Proudly having cyber sex or who knows what. So I got up and went into the kitchen and sure enough there she was. Starring right at my hard cock she just looked I went to the fridge go a bottle of water and then acted like I just seen her. As I turned around, “oh shit T I’m sorry I thought u were asleep!” she said” its okay it not the first time I seen a cock” I went blank. What do I say what do I do? Feeling like I was in the spot light I just went back to bed. And of course my wife was ready to finish what I had started before I went to show off my cock to her younger sister. As we begun making love the passion got hotter and hotter till we were both on the edge of climax as I started to blow my load I notice movement at the door and then eyes. I finished and as I got off of my wife I seen the shadow threw the door change. I laid there for hours seemed like wondering what she thought of my show I put on for her. I decided to go watch TV since my wife was asleep and sleep was the last thing on my mind I got in the living room and T was still awake watching TV. We made small talk about this and that about her friends. And she said” well I’m going to sleep what do u want to watch” just joking I said ” porn duh” ” is what else is there?” she replies” witch one” I told her ” well I don’t care witch ever one u like” she clicked to the on-demand and choose “deep throat 14″ I was almost in shock as I sat there silent watching a little blonde take in 9” cock nuts deep. My cock was growing fast. T says to me “I can do that” I almost fainted. I said “oh shit there is no way in hell u can. As I said that I said hell your sister can’t even do that to me and I’m only 8″ ” she tells me” well I’m not my sister am I ?” I said” no but you would have to prove it” after 30 min of begging and pleading she said okay. I pulled my cock out and she got down on the floor at my knees and grabbed my cock. “Your cock is different but I like it do you mind If I play with it for a min first?” “Hell I don’t care what u do with it.” She rubs her hand up and down my cock playing with my fore skin. (Her hands were a perfect fit as she stroked me it wasn’t just about a min of her touching me and all the thoughts of her I have had. It all coming together I was fighting the cum back) after her playing with it for maybe 3 or 4 min she moved her head down and ran her tongue around my head and then in the same motion she started taking me in her mouth. She was nuts deep in just a second. It was almost nature as my 8″ cock just rolled down her throat. She then with a final push she had me all in her mouth for a second then she gagged and pulled off. After the sight of that I was in love. I had been with women of all ages and colors and sizes and never had a women to take all of me at once. As she got her breath she says ” I told u I could!” a told her I never would have believed u but now I know the truth. After that she started to get up I asked WHAT ARE U DOING? She says ” I proved my point” I said your not going to finish me she says” I’ll give u a hand job but your not going to cum in my mouth.” So I said what the hell better than nothing at all I guess. She began to jack me off slow at first then she stops and spits on her hand and maybe to some guys its nasty but to me it kind of brings out the trashy side of me I guess cause when she did that and put her slimy wet hand back on my cock I was ready to shoot. Not wanting to end things with her though I keep trying to keep my stamina. Stopped myself for a min or two and I eased my hand over to her breast she didn’t jump at all. I wondered what else I could get by with so I pushed my luck and kissed her. And who would have thought it but she kissed me back. As I started humping her hand back she was stroking me now just as fast and hard as she could. The feel of her tongue in my mouth the feel of her hand pounding my cock and the feel of her back as I crest it as firm as I could not hurting her all combined for a massive load of sperm to plunge from my cock like a bullet. The first jet hit her shirt right about her left breast and the next one on her chest. She asked” my god did you have a little build up? My response was ” well hell yea seeing u half naked every morning and fantasizing about u and for the fantasy to come true was just to much for me. “Oh shit I got to get to work” as I ran to my bed room to get my clothes on. T went home 2 days later to stay with her parents for a week or so. Or until we went on vacation. ( she always went with us to baby sit) well a week and 3 days went by and when I got home from work she was there my wife had went and got her and one of her friends. (Her friend was some what skinnier than T but that also came with smaller breast witch I was not a turn on to me being that I like big breast. But she was very pretty for a 16 year old girl. With long brown hair and a smile that left u speechless. The next day was when we were leaving for Dallas for a 4 day get away. We went to six flags, hurricane harbor, the zoo and a few other places. Friday night came and we had gotten the girls there own room next to ours with ours being a hot tub suit there’s had to be the same witch they didn’t complain at all about on Friday night the plans were for me and the wife to go to the strip bar and have some fun witch we both loved. We left the hotel around 9pm that night we got there and me and her had a great time me allowing her to drink and me to drive ( because she was always better after about her 4th or 5th and a lot more fun) she was on about number 7 or 8 and had had 3 or so shots she was feeling no pain we had spent our limit of 1000 dollars so it was time to go as we headed back to the hotel we were both as hot as fire for each other we came in the hotel lobby there were a few older men checking out my wife witch I couldn’t blame them as I noticed her left breast was almost all the way out of her blouse. We got to the room and went at each other like two animals as she started giving me a blow job I noticed the petition door was cracked and there sat 2 sets of eyes my sister-in-law and her friend Ashley . I decided I would just give them a show if that’s what they wanted I let my wife suck me for a few more minutes and the I laid her on the bed and started kissing down her chest as soft and as passionate as I ever have I took one of her big breast in my mouth as she danced across the bed I slide one hand down between her legs and began to massage her clit she scramble around the bed and then started moaning softly until she was arching her back and humping my hand I pulled her panties down as I did I notices how drenched they were from a night with all those naked women dancing for her I then finished un dressing her or should I say I ripped her clothes the rest of the way off. I got on top first and eased my cock in her slowly trying not to hurt her at first and as I got her loosened up I began to pound her as hard as I ever have she first began to moan then before I knew it she was screaming “harder” harder” fuck that pussy” it was all I could do to hold my cum back
when she started talking dirty to her but with the two spectators I knew I had to make a show so I pulled out and rolled her over in doggy style and began to slam my cock in and out of her pussy as hard as I could with every thrust she shouted oh yea I felt her vaginal muscles began to spasm as she began to climax her pussy flooded my cock and balls with
her floods I could feel it dripping from my nut sack. I just keep pounding like nothing ever happened all at once she collapse on the bed she rolled over and took my cock in her hand and began stroking it as hard as she could as she did I climbed my way over her face . She told me ” give me your cum all over my face ” she said that and her wish was my command I let loose of a massive load of cum jetting all over her face in her eyes mouth and in her hair when I finished I also collapsed to the bed . She asked me ” what got into u you were the best I have ever felt of u it was like u were putting on a show” I replied well who knows
some one could have been watching. She then asked if would u go check on the girls I can’t feel my legs” so I said “sure no problem”. I went to the door and our two girls were asleep on the bed and T and Ashley were not in the room about that time I heard notice from the bath room as I turned around I noticed the door was about 6inches from being closed..I started to turn around and go back to bed but my suspicion got the best of me so I quietly walked over to the door when I peeked in I almost cummed
in my pants T was on top of Ashley in the hot tub and they were making out like to passionate lovers. I just got up against the wall and watched for a min and then Ashley got out and sat on the side and T began kissing down her chest to her stomach . Then to her inner leg. Ashley just leaned her neck back looking off into space as she grabbed T’s head and forced it to her pussy it wasn’t 2 min before Ashley was screaming and squirming (I don’t think by the looks of it. It was there first time.) All the moaning and screaming had me ready for round 2. I waited for just a min trying to think of a fool prove plan but all I could think of is what they would say so I said to myself “what the hell u only live once right.” As I said that I just barged into the bathroom.
“What the hell are ya’ll doing?”
They both froze where they were. Then jumped back and T says “we were just taking a bath together” I said ” I don’t think that’s all ya’ll were doing it looked as if ya’ll were making love.” T says “well we were here all night with your kids and no one to take care of our needs so we decided to do it ourselves” we’ll are ya’ll finished or ya’ll need something to satisfy you? As I pulled my cock out of my boxers. Both of them looked at each other and at the same time said “we
were just getting started.”
I walked up to them and to my surprise Ashley grabbed me by the cock and within seconds had me in her mouth. T stood up beside me and I grabbed her with a little force and kissed her plunging my tongue in her mouth. The whole time Ashley sucked my cock I was either tongue tied with her or kissing around on her neck(which was driving her wild) and all at once T broke loose at said “I want u in me now.” She turned around and bent over the side of the tub without hesitation I was over
her about to plunge my cock in her little tiny fuck hole. I teased her clit little till she was begging me to fuck her and then all at once I was 8 inches in her with a loud scream of pain and passion she said yea fuck that pussy and that was all I needed I was fucking her with all my might as Ashley was rubbing her clit it seemed like just seconds and she was at full climax her juices almost squirted out as she cam just about enough to send me over the edge so I pulled out and there was Ashley
sitting there eagerly waiting to suck the juices off my cock she wasted no time at all doing it as T recuperated I kissed her and rubbed her ever so firm breast with light pinches to the nipple she whispered in my ear give her what u gave me but accidently plunge in her ass. With out further instructions I grabbed her and turning her around shinning her little bare ass up in the air with a little more grace than what I used with T stuck my cock to her pussy lips which were soaked with her
womanly floods I had no trouble getting in as I pounded her tight pussie her and t made out I massaged both of there breast and pinched there nipples and bit softly on the back of Ashley’s neck until I could feel her pussy about to explode and then is when I focused all my attention to her lifting her up with each stroke I fucked her young pussy like an animal she came so hard that she nearly fainted. We all went to the shower and cleaned each other off and I went to my room like nothing ever happened my wife asked me if I had lost my way back and I said no I was just talking to the girls and lost track of time. we both we to sleep. The next day on the way home they both teased me ever chance they got by grabbing my cock when the wife was not watching and flashing there tits at me. We made it home and took them home and a few weeks later they called and wanted to know if they could come stay a week with us and bring some of there friends and me being the man I am told her that sure I don’t mind
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I stepped out of the Starbucks into the sunshine feeling like a whole new woman. Maybe, it was because I am a new women. When I awoke I was simply Mary Sullivan, college student and barista. Then Mark appeared at my work. And in a few minutes his presence had transformed me. Awakened desires long buried in my heart and showed me pleasures I had never dreamed I could experience. He had peered into my soul and I peered into his, and in each other we found love.
Now, I’m his woman. His lover. The thought sent a warm flutter through my stomach. Mark had known me, known my body, more intimately than anyone before. He knew every part of my body, even my ass. I rubbed my butt which was still a little sore. It was a pleasant ache that reminded me of Mark’s cock plunging deep into me. How good it felt when his cum squirted hot and wet deep into my bowels. No man, no object, had ever been up my ass. My ex-boyfriend, Mike, had always begged me. I had always said no. I always thought it was too dirty and I feared it would be painful. Mark showed me that it was also pleasurable.
I guess, I just never trusted Mike enough not to hurt me. He always cared more about his own pleasures. I would be lucky if he lasted long enough for me to cum. And then he would just roll off me and fall asleep. I usually had to masturbate while he snored next to me. His idea of foreplay was to paw at my breasts, maybe suck my nipples, and then plunge his cock right in. I usually had to use lube, because he rarely got my pussy wet. He loved for me to give him blowjobs and loved cumming on my face. But I never could get him to eat my pussy. I had been dating Mike since my junior year in high school. He took my virginity in the back seat of his mom’s Honda after prom. He was my only lover, so I didn’t really know what I was missing out on until Mark.
And not just the pleasures a man could give. Mark had found my most secret desires, ones I had buried so deep I didn’t even know the existed, and exposed them. With my co-worker, Cynthia, I had learned the pleasures a woman could give me, and the pleasures I could give a woman. Cynthia’s tongue felt so good on vulva and clit. And her vulva felt like warm silk on my lips. And her flavor was this sweet, tangy mix that was delicious. My lust for women must have always been there, deep inside me. It must be why I would get so excited at slumber parties to practice french kissing with the other girls. Or why I could still vividly remember locker room after gym class, and the youthful flesh of my classmates. Just picturing their budding breasts, slim hips, and the downy sparseness of a girls first pubic hair was making me cream my panties.
I glanced at Mark and felt my face flush and heartbeat quicken. There was something about him, something that I just can’t resist. He wasn’t particularly handsome. His silver-rimed glasses were too big and some fat under his chin made his face look to round. And he was definitely overweight. His body was soft with a dropping gut and love handles, and he had the start of man-boobs. His eyes were definitely his best feature, deep blue pools that could pierce your soul with their intensity.
Love must be blind. Mark certainly wasn’t better looking then Mike. I never would have looked twice at him before this morning. But then, Mark fell in love with me. Not wild Cynthia. Who was so experienced in sex, always boasting about her one night stands with some guy or gal she met at a bar. Or fit and tanned Vivian, with her smokey, bedroom voice and cow large breast. The type of tits guys always panted after. I was nothing compared to either of them, but Mark fell for me. And I fell for him.
I looked back at the Starbucks one last time, knowing I would never return. This morning I entered here a timid girl and I was leaving a confident women; a women that had sucked both pussy and cock and been fucked and sucked everywhere on my body. For Mark, I’ve become such a dirty tramp. It made Mark happy. And that made me happy.
“Do you have a car?” Mark asked me, his voice a rich, powerful baritone that was impossible to ignore.
“Not really,” I answered. “Mike has a truck, but he didn’t want to wake up early to drive me to work today. What with it being his day off and all.” I didn’t bother to hide my irritation.
“What an asshole,” Mark said, shaking his head and he lead me over to a beat up maroon Ford car.
Mike was a asshole. I’m glad I dumped him for Mark. I flushed in shame, remembering how I broke up with him. It wasn’t the most orthodox breakup, and I felt guilty about it. I wasn’t sure if I felt guilty for breaking up over the phone with Mike while Mark fucked me up the ass, or how naughty and sexy I felt and how great my orgasm was while doing it.
Mark opened the passenger door for me and I blinked in surprise at the mess in his car. The floor was covered in fast food wrappers and empty drink cups. “Ehh.” I started to say something, but stopped. I didn’t want to say something mean. That wouldn’t make Mark happy. “You like McDonalds,” I quipped lamely.
“Sorry,” he said, flushing with embarrassment. “I … shit. I’m really sorry.” He bent down and started to throw some of the wrappers into the backseat.
“Clearly, you haven’t had a girlfriend in a while,” I said jokingly, trying to take the sting out of his embarrassment.
“No,” he said, a little bitter. He turned to face me, his finger gently stroked my cheek. “But I got you now.”
My heart melted and I just had to lean in and kiss him. He was such a sweetie. Not like Mike. Mike never said nice things to me anymore. Mark’s arms wrapped around me and pulled me in tight as I kissed him, his hand slid down and squeezed my ass through my pants. Mark must really like my ass, he’s been rubbing it all morning. I broke the kiss and slid into the slightly cleaner passenger seat. Mark walked around the car and got into the driver seat, starting the engine. A fan belt screeched and the engine coughed and started.
Mark looked at me. “No offense, Mare, but that uniform isn’t the most flattering on you.”
“Mare?” I asked, pretending to be indignant. “Mare? What am I, your horse?”
Mark blinked. “I…uh… Sorry, I thought it was cute. You know, short for Mary.” He got flustered easily, and I couldn’t help giggling. He was so easy to tease. Mark relaxed, realizing I wasn’t offended. “Aren’t you my filly, now?” he asked, jokingly.
I neighed, and broke out laughing. “I guess that makes you my stallion.”
Mark leaned over to me. “You’re stallion, huh.” He kissed me hard, his tongue filling my mouth. “You’re stallion’s feeling a little frisky.”
Feeling bold, I rubbed his cock through his pants, feeling it growing hard. “Mmhh, yes you are,” I purred in agreement.
Mark’s hand slipped up underneath my shirt and groped my left boob through my bra. His mouth was on mine again and this time it was my tongue filling his mouth. His fingers rubbed my nipple through the bra, sending tingly pleasure through my body, ending down at my pussy. It was getting hot and wet down there, my juices were soaking into my panties. I shifted my thighs, rubbing my clit deliciously against my panties. My fingers unbuttoned his pants and unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out of his pants. It was warm in my hands and throbbed with his heart beat. He moaned into my lips as I gave his cock a few strokes.
Mark was pulling my shirt up and I had to sadly let go of his cock so he could get it over my head. He was then reaching behind me and fumbling at my bra clasp. He cursed, and then my bra was unclasped and my tits were bare and Mark was sucking at my nipples. I moaned softly. It felt so damn good. He was switching back and forth between them, his tongue rough and wet. My hand found his cock and I started to stroke it again.
There was a loud rap on the window startled me and a middle aged women screamed at us, “Perverts!”
I flushed. I was so caught up in the moment I forgot we were still in the Starbucks parking lot. I covered my breasts as Mark gave me his boyish grin. “You have nothing to be ashamed of, Mare,” he told me in his commanding voice. “You’re breasts are so beautiful. You shouldn’t ever hide them.”
Mark was right. My breasts were beautiful. I moved my hands and stared boldly at the woman, my right hand slid over and grasped my stallion’s hard cock, slowly jacking the warm shaft. The women snorted in disgust and was pulling her phone out of her purse. Mark put the car in reverse and backed out.
“Let’s find something a little more private,” he said and I squeezed his cock in agreement.
Mark took us to the alley behind the Safeway at the other side of the parking lot and got out of the car, walking quickly around to my side. He opened my door and held out his hand. I grasped it with my right and his thumb caressed the back of my hand. Then, he raised my hand to his lips and kissed it softly, like I was his lady. It was sweet and I smiled happily up at him. He helped me out of the car. The air was cool on my nipples and it felt so naughty to be topless in public. My panties were drenched with excitement. Mark spun me about and pushed me forward against the hood of his car, rubbing my ass through my pants. I unbuttoned my pants and shoved them down my legs, so they bunched up around my ankles.
“Oh, god you’re so sexy!” Mark moaned, his fingers hooking into my panties and pulling them down my legs.
And then he was in me, fucking me hard from behind. I fell onto my elbows on the hood and gasped in pleasure as he filled my pussy with his hard cock, his balls slapping against my clit. I moaned, long and loud, delighting how wonderful it filled up with his cock. He pulled back, his cock rubbing sweetly against my pussy walls, and then thrust hard inside me again. And again. Pleasure tingled though my body, my nerves on fire with lust.
“My sweet filly!” Mark gasped. “My sweet, wild filly!”
“Oh, fuck me!” I moaned. “Fuck your filly! Fuck me, you big stallion. Oh, God! Your cock so good!”
Mark was fucking me hard and fast. My clit rubbed pleasurable on the cold metal on his car, contrasting with Mark’s hot cock filling my pussy. I gasped as he pulled my ponytail, hard, yanking my head back. I felt so slutty. “Ride your filly,” I moaned. “Ride me hard!”
I looked up and saw a teenage boy, maybe fifteen, filming us with his phone at the ally entrance. With a naughty smile I winked at the boy. Then, I rose up off my elbows, using my hands support me, so the teenager could see my tits bouncing as my stallion fucked me. I had nothing to be ashamed of. Mark was right. My breasts were beautiful. I grasped my nipple and pinched it between my fingers. I was a naughty, dirty slut. I could feel my orgasm building up inside me, and squeezed my pussy on Mark’s hard cock.
“My filly’s so tight!” Mark moaned. “Oh, god. I’m cumming!”
My pussy contracted fast and hard as Mark’s cum shot inside me. Hot and thick and triggering my own orgasm. I threw back my head and yelled wordless as the pleasure crashed through my body. Panting, Mark fucked me a few more times as my pussy milked the last of his cum. Sighing softly, I stood up, pressing my back against his soft chest. Mark’s arms wrapped about my waist, hugging me tightly. His fingers caressed my stomach and played with my curly pubic hair. His cock was going soft in my pussy as he nibbled on my neck. We were in our own world of happiness.
And then I saw teenage boy was still filming, and our private world vanished. While the teenager watching us fuck made me feel hot and sexy. The teenager watching us cuddle just ruined the intimacy. I glared at the boy and he just smirked. “Mark, some teenager is filming us,” I whispered.
“Go home!” Mark shouted at the teenage punk. Clearly bummed, the kid jumped on his skateboard and headed off. Mark pulled out of me and I felt his cum starting to run down my thighs. I pulled my panties and pants up as Mark put his cock away. “The kid kinda ruined the moment,” Mark said regretfully.”
“Yeah,” I replied. “Although, it made the sex hotter.”
Mark chuckled and kissed me. “Such a naughty filly.”
Smiling, I reached into the car and found my bra. Mark had broken the clasp in his haste. I held I up to him, shaking my head. “It’s not that hard to unclasps them, Mark,” I said in amusement.”
“Sorry,” Mark said, sheepishly. “I’ll get you another. Speaking of clothes, we got to get you in something more flattering than that polo shirt. All though, your ass looks amazing in those pants. Where’s your place at?”
My place was also Mike’s place and guilt boiled in my stomach. “I … I live … I mean, I lived with Mike. After what I did …” I trailed off, shaking my head. I never thought I would cheat on Mike. Even if I did it with my soulmate. I consoled myself by remembering that Mike had probably cheated on me with that big-titted tramp from his work. He had denied it, repeatedly, telling me I was just jealous and overreacting. He was convincing, but the way that bitch looked at him sometimes made me think something must have happened.
Mark nodded. “Yeah, that was pretty mean of me,” he said. “So don’t feel bad, okay Mare.” It was sweet of Mark to try and assuage my guilt. And it did help a little. “It was just so…” he trailed off, searching for a word.
“Naughty?”
That boyish grin came back and he nodded. “It was. So naughty.”
“So, I don’t think I can face him, not yet.” I reached into the car and grabbed my black polo and pulled it over my head. The fabric rasped pleasantly on my nipples, still a little sensitive from my orgasm.
“Okay, Mare. Let’s go shopping. Get you some new clothes.”
I hugged Mark in delight. Mike never wanted to go shopping with me. Remembering how badly Mike treated me also helped a lot to make me feel less guilty. “Okay, let’s go shopping.”
We got back into his dirty car. Mark was definitely going to need to clean his car if he expected me to ride in it. Mark turned the key and the engine starting with a loud sputter. Mark drove us out of the parking lot and onto Pacific Ave, the main road through Spanaway and Parkland and into Tacoma. As we drove, I realized that Mark and I had done just about every sex act I had heard of, and I didn’t even know his last name. So I asked him.
Mark blinked at me. “Wow. I guess we don’t really know much about each other. Well, let’s see.” He paused, thinking. “I’m Mark Glassner. I’m twenty-seven. Umm, I’ve been working shitty jobs since I was eighteen. Currently, I sell vacuum-cleaners door-to-door.”
I couldn’t help laughing at that. “People still do that?”
“Not that successfully,” Mark answered. “Most people listen politely, then politely tell me to go fuck myself.”
“Well, Mark, I’m surprised you’re not that good at it. Since you convinced three strange girls to have an orgy with you.” I furrowed my eyebrows and wondered how he had done that. His voice was just so commanding, you just obeyed him. Was it something you could learn?
Mark seemed a little uncomfortable, so I changed the subject. I would pry that secret out of him, eventually. I had my whole life ahead to do it. “What about your family?” I asked.
“I have a little sister,” Mark said. “Although, I guess Antsy not so little any more since she started college last year.”
“Antsy? That’s a…um…unique name.” I was trying not to giggle.
“It’s short for Samantha,” Mark explained. “When she was a little kid she couldn’t sit still so my dad started calling her Antsy. My sister still lives with my parents while she’s going to school, but I … I, um, moved out when I was eighteen.”
His voice sounded bitter and I sensed some pain. I rubbed his thigh consolingly. “My mother wasn’t a great parent,” I told Mark in an understanding tone.
“It was my dad,” Mark said after a long pause. “He was fine until I was eleven, and then he hurt his back, or so he claimed. He was a longshoreman at the Port of Tacoma and so he couldn’t work anymore and he went on disability. Money got tight. My mom had to start working and my dad,” Mark snorted with derision. “My dad started drinking. And then he started getting abusive. To me. To my mom. And sometimes even Antsy. I stood up to him when I got older and realized I was as strong as him. So the bastard kicked me out when graduated high school. I’ve tried a bunch of times to convince my mom to leave him, but she won’t. She says she loves him, but I think she’s too scared of being alone. Since I moved out, my mom claims that he stopped hitting her. But…”
“But, you think she’s just trying to protect you,” I finished, squeezing his thigh reassuringly. He nodded.
Mark cleared his throat. He was doing that guy thing where they pretend they weren’t about to cry. “So, what about you,” he croaked, voice thick with suppress emotion. He cleared his throat again. “What’s your last name?”
“Sullivan,” I answered, immediately. “I’m nineteen. I have two sisters. Shannon’s my older sister and Missy’s my younger sister.”
“I definitely need to stop thinking of my sister as a kid since I’m dating someone the same age,” Mark quipped.
“You’re just a cradle robber,” I joked back. “Seducing innocent young girls with your lecherous ways.”
We stopped at a red light and Mark bent over and kissed me, “Guilty as charged,” he whispered, kissing my cheek and nuzzling at my neck. The light turned green and a horn blared behind us. Mark grinned boyishly at me and continued driving.
“I work part-time at Starbucks. Or, at least I did,” I flushed as I savored the memory of what we did this morning. “It was helping to pay for college, so I hope you step up your vacuum-cleaner salesmanship to keep me in the poor lifestyle I’ve become accustomed to.”
“Money’s not going to be a problem, Mare,” he told me with confidence. That nickname, Mare, was starting to grow on me. I kinda wished I had one for him. Mark doesn’t really shorten into anything. Except Mar. And that sounds silly. Maybe Ark? No. He’s not a big boat with a bunch of animals on board. Stallion was a fantastic nickname for when we were fucking, but seemed a little too weird to use otherwise.
“So, where are you going to school?”
“I’m attending DeVry up in Federal Way,” I answered, “working on a graphic design degree.”
Mark smiled and nodded appreciatively. “I didn’t know I was dating a talented artist. I would love to see your work.”
I blushed. “I’m not that good,” I said. People, mostly my dad and my sisters, said my art was amazing or beautiful. I, however, always saw my flaws and mistakes. “But, I’ll show you, if you want.”
He squeezed my hand on his thigh and brought it up to his lips, kissing my fingertips. “I do.” He held onto my hand, driving with just his left. Mark turned right onto 512, the freeway towards South Hill and its mall. “You said you’re mom wasn’t that great of a person?” he asked, merging onto the freeway.
I hesitated. I didn’t like talking about my mom. Mark squeeze my hand reassuringly. “You don’t need to talk about it, if its to painful.”
I breathed deeply. Mark was my soulmate. He deserved to know. “When I was six, my mom …” I broke off, wiping at the tears welling in my eyes. Even after so many years it was painful. My mom left a wound in my heart that opened every time I thought about her. “She left my dad. She was cheating on him and just ran off with this musician.” I paused, fighting back sobs. How could that whore abandon us.
I regained my composure enough to continue. “Dad was a wonderful parent and did his best to raise me and my sisters. But mom’s abandonment hurt him deeply. Hurt all of us, deeply. He didn’t smile as much and had hard time dating women. I think he found it hard to trust after that. My mom didn’t even tell anyone she was leaving, just packed a suitcase and left a note. Dad showed it to me when I was older. She wrote that she wasn’t happy with her family. She wanted to have fun, go out partying. To enjoy wild sex. She wrote that my sisters and I were just holding her back with responsibility.”
The tears were flowing now. It still hurt after all these years. What mother abandons her children so she could have fun. And never once in the last thirteen years had the whore ever as much as sent a birthday card. Dad said she didn’t even contest the divorce. Just signed away her parental rights so she could whore around with that musician.
Of course, I’m just as much a whore. I cheated on Mike and then ditched him. Sobs wracked my body as I realized that I was my mother. How could this have happened? Oh God, how did I become her?
Mark’s arms enveloped me, pulled me into his chest. His hands stroked my hair, gently. I was crying so hard that I didn’t even notice him pulling over to the shoulder. He rocked me in his arms, and whispered, “Shh, it’s okay. I’m not going to abandon you. Shh.”
“That’s…not…” I sobbed, trying to speak. I started to hiccup. “I’m … hic … my mother! I’m just as … hic … bad! I’m a … hic … a whore!”
“No you’re not,” Mark whispered, kissing my forehead. “You’re an angel, not a whore. You and Mike were just dating. You didn’t marry him. You guys didn’t have any kids. You didn’t abandon your family to go have fun.” I nodded and hiccuped. My tears stopped and I sniffed loudly. I rubbed at my eyes, wiping tears away.
“And your dad never treated your mom badly, right?” Mark asked. “Never was an asshole to her, like Mike was to you?” Dad was always sweet to mom. They never even fought. I had thought they were in love. “No. Dad loved her. We were always catching them kissing.”
“Did Mike ever love you,” Mark asked. “Or did he just love sleeping with you?”
I thought about it. Mike was always at me for sex, but I had to badger him to take me out on dates or just to spend time with me. And I never felt half as intensely about Mike as I did for Mark. He was a candle compared to the bonfire of my love for Mark. I realized what Mike and I had was just teenage lust. Mark was right. I smiled in relief. Thank God, I wasn’t my mother.
“Thank you,” I whispered. Mark kissed my cheek and he must be tasting the salt of my tears. Then he was kissing my neck, nibbling and sucking and probably leaving a hickey to match the one he gave me earlier. There was a click, and my seatbelt was released. I watched in confusion as Mark leaned back into his seat and pulled out his hard cock and then pulled out off the shoulder and back onto the freeway, accelerating quickly. He grinned at me and I licked my lips, realizing what Mark wanted me to do.
“I’ve always wanted to have my cock sucked while driving,” Mark confided in me.
Mark had been so sweet to me, so I was more than happy to fulfill his fantasy. I bent over, lowering my face into his lap and sucked the pink tip into my mouth. I traced the mushroom head with my tongue, feeling it balloon in my mouth. His cock tasted of my pussy, sweet and spicy. A semi-truck honked his horn as he passed and I got wet knowing he could see me sucking Mark’s cock. I rubbed my sticky thighs together in pleasure. Mark moaned and it made me feel happy knowing he was happy. I relaxed my throat and lowered my mouth all the way down his shaft until his pubic hair ticked my lips and nose. I rose up, lips rubbing the ridge of his cock head, tongue playing with his urethra.
I sucked hard and Mark groan, “Fuck that’s good. You’re mouth’s amazing, Mare.”
I deep-throated him again and settled into a slow rhythm. Rising up, playing with his head and then slowly devouring his cock, sucking hard. I cupped his balls, feeling their round hardness in his sack. His hand gripped the back of my head and he started to force me up and down faster and harder. I could feel his balls tightened in my hands and I knew he was about to cum. I slid my mouth up so only the head was inside.
“Here it cums, Mare,” he moaned.
His cum was thick and salty in my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, but it poured in faster than I could handle. Warm cum escaped my lips. The car swerved wildly and I almost bit his cock in surprise. I sat up, cum running down my chin.
“What happened?” I asked as I scooped up the white and sticky cum with my fingers and licked them clean.
“Hmm?” he asked, coming off his orgasm. “That was amazing, but we probably shouldn’t do that again.”
“Why,” I asked, buckling my seatbelt.
“I almost wrecked the car when I came.”
I giggled. “Yeah, maybe we shouldn’t do that again.” My pussy was still on fire and I rubbed my thighs together, my clit rubbing against my panties.
“You need to cum, Mare?” I nodded. Mark was exiting the freeway and merging onto Meridian. “Well, I know just how to satisfy you.”
“How?” I asked, intrigued, squeezing my thighs hard together. Mark pulled off Meridian into a strip mall across the street from the South Hill Mall and parked in front of the Heavenly Creatures Salon. “What are we doing?”
“Well, don’t take this the wrong way,” Mark said. “But I like my pussies smooth.”
“You want me to get waxed?” I asked, and he nodded. I had shaved my pussy once, for Mike. But it was uncomfortable, shaving my vulva, and I got a bad case of razor burn. Mike begged me for weeks to shave it again, but it was such a bad experience that I didn’t do it again.
“You can get whatever wax you want, I would just love for your pussy lips to be smooth and bare.”
I thought for a moment. Mark seemed excited by the idea. And I wanted to making him happy. “Okay.” Maybe waxing wouldn’t be as bad as shaving.
We walked into the salon. It reeked of nail polish remover and hair spray and I felt a little light headed. A bored receptionist asked us to sign in and two middle-aged women read magazines on cushioned chairs. Mark gave a few, commanding orders to the staff and customers. In a few minutes, all the girls that worked in the salon lined up before us while the customers watched, including four more from the salon itself in various. There were some cute girls working here that just made my pussy wetter.
“Which one would you like to eat your pussy?” Mark asked me. I guess Mark really wanted me to enjoy getting waxed
Which was fine with me and I grinned as I looked over the girls. Most were Southeast Asians. Thai or Vietnamese. I eyed them over, lusting after pretty faces and the curves of their body. I licked my lips. I thought about the tall girl with bubblegum pink hair and large breasts straining at her loose blouse. Her face was round and her lips lush. Another girl combined a plump curviness with a sultry smile. But the petite, Vietnamese girl with the doll face and shy eyes stoked my fires. She was wearing the tightest, pink jeans that hugged her ass and rode low on her hips. A flowery, low cut halter top that showed off a small pair of breasts. I pointed at her and Mark motioned her over.
“What’s your name,” Mark asked her.
“Joy,” she answered. Her voice was rich and musical, like a songbird.
“Well, Joy, I want you to give Mary whatever type of wax she wants for free.” Joy nodded in agreement. “After your finished, I want you to eat her pussy until she cums.”
“Yes, sir,” Joy said, and flushed shyly.
“You ever been with a woman?” Mark asked her. She shook her head. I about creamed my panties. I was going pop her lesbian cherry.
“Everyone here, staff and customers,” Mark said loudly, “Joy and Mary’s lovemaking will be perfectly normal.” Mark paused, and then he grinned boyishly. “In fact, stylist, if a client ever asked you to perform a sex act on them, do it. And enjoy doing it.” He turned to the customers. “Ladies, I want you to enjoy yourselves. Have these girls get you off at least once.” The customers, mostly middle-aged women but there was a hot twenty-year old, eyed the stylists speculatively. The stylist giggled, licking their lips.
Mark turned back to Joy, and ordered, “Do whatever Mary tells you to do. No questions.” Joy nodded.
I kissed Mark on the lips. “Thank you.” He was a great boyfriend and understood I had urges only a woman could satisfy.
“Have fun,” he told me. “I’m going to go buy a camcorder, so I’ll meet you back here in a little while.”
“You’re not going to stick around?” I asked. “There’s some pretty girls working here.” I pictured Mark fucking the pink-haird girl while Joy ate my pussy. It was such a delightful image. I could just see his cock diving into her pussy, spreading her lips as the shaft slides in. The way she would moan, enjoying Mark’s cock filling her up.
Mark glanced at some of the stylists and sighed. “It’s the smell. I can’t stand it. Making me a little sick to my stomach.”
“Okay, hun,” I kissed him goodbye. And then Joy was leading back into the salon.
My pussy was on fire and my stomach roiled in excitement, as I followed Joy to a small room. At its center was a vinyl padded table. Hanging from the wall were fluffy, white towels. A privacy screen sat in the corner for undressing. Along the opposite wall was a counter with a sink and cabinets underneath. Joy lit some incense, Jasmine I thought, and the air filled with a sweet, heady aroma. Joy then motioned for me to go behind the screen. Instead, I put on what I hoped was my sexiest grin before I pulled my Starbucks polo shirt over my head, baring my breasts.
“Miss, please the screen is for changing,” Joy gasped, turning away from me. “Once you are undressed, please wrap yourself in a towel.” She walked to the counter.
Joy started busying herself at the counter, opening cabinets and pulling out her supplies. I kicked off my black sneakers and pulled off plain white socks. With a snap, my pants were undone and sliding down my pale legs. I hooked my fingers in the elastic bands of my plain panties and slid them off. My auburn pussy hair was a matted mess. A mix of Mark’s drying cum and my vaginal juices. I adopted a sexy pose, right hand on my hip, left hand up in my head, legs bent slightly and chest thrust forward.
“Ready,” I said. Joy turned and blushed and looked at the ground. “How do I look?”
Joy shyly looked up, dark eyes roving my body. “You are very beautiful,” Joy answered.
“But not hot? Or sexy?” I asked, glad she thought I was beautiful, but I was hoping for some desire from the beautiful Asian.
“Sorry miss, but I’m not,” she swallowed uncomfortable, “gay.”
“You will be after you eat my tasty pussy,” I purred to her and she flushed, looking down again. I licked my lips, she was so adorable. “Why don’t you get naked too.”
“Our stylist keep their clothes on,” Joy explained as she pulled her top over her head. She wore no bra and had small, round breasts, smaller than mine, topped with olive-dark, tiny nipples. Joy froze, realizing what she just did, and covered those beautiful titties in embarrassment.
“Don’t do that,” I objected. Marks words from earlier today came back to me. “Those breasts are amazing. They deserve to be seen.”
Joy slid her hands away, flushing brightly, and kicked off her sandals and started to slid out of her tight, pink jeans. She had to wiggle that fine ass to slide her tight jeans off. Underneath she wore red, satin panties with black lace trim. Finally she pulled her panties off in one swift motion, as if she just want to get her embarrassment over with. I licked my lips appreciatively at her thick bush of wiry black hair that hid her pussy completely.
I reached out towards her, brushing a soft nipple. She flinched as I gently circled the aerola until she was hard and erect. Smiling, I sat down on the padded table and spread my legs, revealing the sticky mess from fucking Mark behind the Safeway.
“I think I need to be cleaned, first,” I ordered her.
Joy stared at the mess and nodded. She filled a small bucket with warm water and added some coconut scented soap. Grabbing a large, soft sponge she dipped it into the soapy water and gently started to wipe the mess from my thigh. The water was warm on my left thigh and she slowly washed her way to my pussy. My toes curled in anticipation and I sighed when she gently started cleaning my labia. The sponge was wet, and soft, and rough on my pussy and I moaned as it brushed my clit. I was so horny from the blowjob earlier and Joy’s naked body that it wasn’t going to be long before I came. Then, her sponge moved off my pussy, wiping at my right thigh and I moaned in disappointment.
“Don’t stop rubbing my pussy,” I ordered in a hiss. “I’m almost there.”
Joy moved the sponge back, rubbing slow and gently on my vulva and clit. Electricity sparked through my body. My eyes drank in the sight of her naked body and I just had to touch her silky skin and her lush lips. I grabbed her shoulder and pulled her towards me. My lips found hers and I kissed her passionately, caressing her lips with my tongue before plunging it. My other hand reached out, found her tit, and squeezed the small, firm breast. She sighed into my mouth, and then it was her tongue invading my lips. She started to rub harder, focusing on my clit, stroking the sponge in small circles on my sensitive nub. The pleasure was building deep inside me. I pinched her nipple and moaned into her mouth as I came, wetting the sponge with more of my juices.
Joy kept rubbing, the sponge pressing wonderfully against my clit. I came a second time, harder than the first. My entire body convulsed and a I fell back onto the table. Joy kept rubbing, circling my clit with the sponge. I came a third time, moaning softly. I writhed on the table as pleasure filled every fiber of my body.
“Oh, god, stop!” I beg, my sensitive clit needing a rest. “Please stop.”
“Um..okay…uh…” Joy stammered, breathless, eyes wide with desire. She stopped rubbing my pussy and stepped back. Her entire body flushed crimson and juices matted her black pussy hair. “Just, um, lie back and I’ll … yeah … I’ll start waxing you.”
I was finding flustered Joy so cute. She turned away, walking to the counter. I watched her shapely ass wiggle as she walked. At the counter, she poured an orange, syrupy substance into a tray and grabbed an applicator. “Is this your first wax?” she asked, regaining her composure in the familiarity of her work.
“Yeah,” I answered. It was my turn to feel nervous as she placed her supplies on a wheeled metal tray and rolled it to the bed.
She sat cross-leg on a stool and looked absolutely gorgeous. Sweat beaded on her beautiful breasts, and her legs were long and sexy with shapely calves. “Okay, what type of wax do you want? Bikini, Brazilian, or French?”
“I don’t know what it’s called, but I want my vulva smooth and the hair above my pussy shaped into a cute, little heart,” I answered.
Joy nodded. “Okay, miss.”
“It’s Mary,” I told her. “I think after making me cum, we can be on a first name basis.”
Joy blushed and smiled shyly. “Okay, Mary, I’m going to start to apply the wax.” The orange wax was lathered onto my pubic hair and a squealed in startlement. It was cold and sticky. “This wax is perfectly natural,” Joy was explaining, “made from just water and sugar and a little lemon.” She started applying cloth strips now, shaping the cloth to form a heart. “Now, this is gonna hurt since it’s your first time, okay. Are you ready?”
I nodded and she ripped. It hurt so bad, like ripping a bandaid, but so much worse. I groaned through clenched teeth. Mark better goddamn love this. He better fucking die and go to heaven when he sees me. My vulva was on fire. I gasped in pain as a second strip was ripped out. It wasn’t as bad as the first one, and I tried to distract myself by thinking of Joy’s lips sucking on my clit, nibbling on my labia, and tonging deep into my pussy. Before I knew it, Joy was all finished. She applied an aloe vera lotion to her hands and started rubbing the lotion softly into my vulva. Her gentle touch erased the pain and replaced it with burning lust.
And then Joy’s tongue was licking at my pussy and the feeling of her tongue on my bare lips was so intense. “Oh, yeah!” I moaned, “tongue my slit.”
Delicate fingers gently spread my labia open and I could feel my juices weeping out, running down my ass to pool on the vinyl surface of the table. I writhed in pleasure as her tongue slid into my pussy, feeling around my sensitive, inner walls. I licked my lips, and started to playing with my hard nipples, pulling and twisting them, adding to the fire burning in my nethers.
I wanted to taste her, to drink her nectar. To share with her the pleasure she gave me. “Climb up and … ohhh fuck … straddle my face!” I panted. “I want to eat you, too!”
Joy pulled her face from my pussy, my juices streaking her lips and cheeks and she smiled lustfully at me. Quickly and nimbly she climb up and that furry pussy descended to my lips. Her wiry hair tickled my nose and cheeks as my tongue found the warm wetness of her hidden pussy. She tasted a mix of tart and tangy, her pussy juices thick and flavorful. My tongue dove deep into her as she began to nibble tenderly at my clit while her fingers softly stroked my labia. I moaned into her pussy, rubbing my nose through her slit as my lips found her clit peaking out of the hood and sucked hard. Joy groaned into me, her teeth gently touching my clit, scraping the sensitive nub and making my insides writhe in pleasure. My hands gripped her firm ass, squeezing her cheeks as I devoured her, drinking her delicious nectar.
And then, two fingers slid slowly into me, wiggling about and withdrawing just as slow. Joy fingerfucked me slow and purposefully, fanning my lusts higher. My orgasm built with a burning intensity. I redoubled my efforts, lapping deep into her slit as I moved a hand down to rub her clit in slow circles. Her ass clenched and hips rotated on me. She was moaning on my clit, lips sucking so exquisitely on that spongy bit of flesh. I screamed wordless into her pussy as I pleasure exploded deep inside my womb as I came. Ripples of electricity spasmed throughout my entire body. Joy was moaning loudly into my pussy, and a flood of juices spilled into my mouth as Joy bucked on top, cumming hard as well.
For a moment, we just lay there, faces in each other’s pussies, breathing in each other’s musk. I gently kissed her pussy, tasting her one last time before Joy rose up and turned around. She was smiling broadly, small bosom heaving, and slid her slim body against mine. Her hard nipples dragged across my stomach and up to my breasts, her wiry pubic hair tickled my thigh. She smiled down at me, her black hair spilling around our faces, and bent down and tenderly kissed me on the lips. My tongue traced her red lips and tasted my spiciness on her mouth.
“That was nice,” she whispered and kissed me again.
“I though you weren’t a lesbian?”
Her dark eyes stared down at me and she smiled. “You’re lips were very convincing.”
“Which lips?” I asked. “My mouth’s or my pussy’s?”
“Both,” she answered huskily and captured my lips in another kiss. “And your cute, button nose.” Her lips kissed my nose’s tip. “And your freckled check.” Wet lips caressed my cheek, kissing down to the hollow of my throat. “Those beautiful, emerald eyes.” She kissed my eyelid. “And your hard, little nipples.” I sighed in pleasure as her lips closed about my left nipple, sucking and nibbling.
I closed my eyes, enjoying the pressure of Joy’s lips on my nipples. I wrapped my arms about her lithe body and traced the line of her spine from her neck to the small of her back. Joy licked her way up my breast and neck and up to my ear, her wet tongue sending shivers throughout my body. She shifted her weight as she nibbled on my earlobe and her pubic hair kissed my smooth pussy lips, pleasantly tickling my labia. And then something hard and hot bumped into my clit and we both gasped. Are clits had kissed and it was amazing.
Joy moved her hips again, bumping are clits pleasantly together. “Ooh, that feels good,” Joy cooed. Her dark eyes were wide in awe at our discovery and I was lost in their dark depths.
She started to slowly rotate her hips, gently fucking are clits together. Every time her clit rubbed mine, pleasure rushed through my body. I didn’t know what this was called. Everything I heard about lesbians sex was eating pussy or dildos and strap-ons. But I never her of this clit kissing. I slid my hand down, grasping her small ass, feeling her muscles flex beneath her silky skin. I hooked my leg about her and rocked my hips in time to her rhythm. Her hard clit would slide through my wet labia, kiss my clit pleasurably and then my clit would be sliding through her slick lips. Over and over again, each kiss bringing me closer to the sweet release of orgasm.
I pulled her face down and kissed her passionately and moaned softly into her mouth. Are nipples rubbed against each other, hard nubs kissing as passionately as our mouths. A strong intensity built between us. Joy broke the kiss, staring deep into my eyes and we gasped and moaned. My heart was beating in my chest and warm feelings rose up through me. Joy was moaning my name softly, her hips rotating faster now. She must be as close as I was to cumming.
“Ohh, fuck!” I panted, fingers digging into the meat of her ass. “Harder, faster!”
“Sweet, sweet Mary,” moaned Joy. “Your pussy feels amazing! Ohhh, fuck! I’m cumming! Oh, god, I’m cumming.”
Her body writhed on mine. Her hard nipples brushed against mine and she ground our clits hard together. My body tensed as I neared my orgasm, and I locked my legs about Joys silky thighs. I clung tightly to her as the pleasure of my cum rolled through my body. “Oh, Joy, I’m cumming, too,” I gasped.
We laid on the table, enjoying the afterglow of our orgasms, and gently kissing for a few minutes before Joy reluctantly crawled off of me. She smiled shyly at me and started to gather her clothes. I goosed her ass as she bent over, catching a glimpse of black pussy hair matted with our combined fluids.
Joy giggled, rubbing her ass. She found her sating panties and pulled them up her slim legs.
I stood up and admired my reflection in a floor mirror next to the bed. My pale body was drenched in sweat, loose auburn hair plastered to my sweaty face. My freckled boobs heaved from my deep breathing and my small, dusky nipples were hard little nubs. I trailed my eyes down my flat stomach and cute, innie bellybutton, and down to the fiery heart of pubic hair. And below the heart, a tight, girlish slit disappeared beneath my thighs. I looked hot. Mark was going cum in his pants when he saw my pussy.
“You look so sexy,” Joy said, standing next to me, handing me my panties. I smiled happily, getting the answer I wanted from earlier, and kissed Joy.
We gathered our clothes. Then we exchanged phone numbers. Finally, arms wrapped about each other’s waists, we exited the private room back to the main part of the salon and came upon a lovely sight. The customers from the lobby took Mark’s orders to heart. The plump stylist was fucking the handle of a hairbrush into one of the woman’s vagina. Another customer was moaning as one stylist ate her pussy and the pink-haired girl ate out her ass. A stylist was eating the pussy of a customer sitting in barber chair while another stylist made out with her customer, who had shoved her up against the wall. The customer had her hands up the stylist shirt, groping her tits.
Giggling, Joy and I walked through the salon admiring the lesbian orgy that had broken out. We reached the waiting area. Mark wasn’t here yet, and I wondered what sort fun he was having. I couldn’t wait to tell him about Joy and hear about what naughty fun he got up to.
Joy kissed me one last time, “I hope you come back sometime.”
I smacked my lips. “I definitely have to cum again.”
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She’s My Best Friends Girl. pt. 4
I have been fighting with myself about “being in Love” ever again let alone being in love with my best friends wife. The feeling is wonderful but the inevitable fall is devastating.
It was the inevitable fall that really flooded my thoughts when my phone rang and I saw that it was Amy. Sometimes we want or have to ignore the things that make us uncomfortable, the things we don’t want to deal with.
I have done that for weeks now by ignoring Amy’s repeated attempts to contact me but I had an epiphany, at least I think I did but then again how can I tell the difference between epiphany and apathy right now.
Pushing the answer button I calmly spoke,
“Hello”, I answered.
“I’m surprised you answered me, why are you ignoring me”, Asked Amy.
“I’ve had a lot on my mind lately”, I said.
“So you fuck me, leave then ignore me ?, It made me feel worthless and”………….,Amy began to say as I cut her off.
“YOU TORE MY HEART OUT AND THREW IT AWAY THEN CALL TO GET TOGETHER AND TREAT ME LIKE WE NEVER HAD ANYTHING MEANINGFUL SO DON’T PREACH TO ME. YOU WANTED SEX THAT NIGHT AND YOU GOT IT”, I said in a very loud tone.
There was silence on the line except for some slight sniffles from Amy. I was mad and my short rant cleared things up for me and I realized my apathy was my epiphany. The lack of having feelings or considering others feelings is liberating. When I expressed what I just said to Amy wasn’t from the heart rather it was from anger, I was angry at myself for being stupid enough to believe in things like, “love, heart, feelings, commitment”, etc. This is all a sudden reversal for me considering Cindy and the feeling I have, had, thought I had, whatever, for her.
I was fooling myself again and I just had to suppress it, forget it and try to figure what Cindy and mine’s exit strategy would be. In other words how do her and I deal with our “feelings” and our expression of love, in word and actions then move on or away from it ?.
I was waiting for Amy’s response so I could fire back again, I was loaded and could shoot her stuff back at her all night if need be.
She finally spoke,
“So now you are acting like we had nothing by treating me like this”, she said.
She didn’t express it in a mocking fashion but was making a statement, a statement in which a response was expected.
Damn, I thought, she had me on that one. A wrong to serve justice with another wrong is just that, a wrong. I was cocked and loaded and now find myself with no response. With me now being silent she spoke again,
So you are showing me that I meant nothing to you OR………….(she paused) you now have feelings for someone else ?.
I had to shoot back so I did,
I’m done with feelings and all that shit, it causes nothing but pain and trouble”, I said.
I wanted to get off this subject because I had to bury and hide my feelings for Cindy. I had to get over it and let this thing die down and go away but I had no intention to hurt Cindy’s feelings so I had to figure a way to exit with integrity and feelings intact between Cindy and I. For all I know Cindy has been thinking the same thing.
“David, let’s get together and talk. There are unresolved issues we need to discuss”, she said.
I couldn’t let that one go and this was my chance to steer this conversation in another direction,
“Yeah, we did that already didn’t we”, I said.
“This would be different, she said.
Brad and Cindy had a party planned and since Amy would obviously be going, as well as I would, she wanted us to meet and talk prior to that party to ward of any awkwardness
We hung up with plans to “get together” again. She wanted to tonight but I suggested tomorrow evening. I needed time to think and reconcile what was inside of me. I knew that the best way to get over one is to get under another and the circumstance with Cindy filled that, for both of us.
I knew I couldn’t get back into a meaningful relationship with Amy, or possibly anyone else, but if there was resolution then perhaps her and I could move on.
I think this is why the thing with Cindy was really tolerable for me because I knew from the start there was a built in end to it. I have had those feelings though but this was the only way I could make sense of it all. Self analysis was all I could do or is it fooling myself…..is there a difference ?.
If Cindy and I were to “part” (meaning our sex sessions were done yet our feelings for each other were intact) then as long as it could be resolved like that then I knew I would be OK but it was important for me to know that she would be OK. This was totally different then the situation between Amy and I. She just plain dumped me in the middle of a serious relationship.
If Cindy and I were to just end it without some resolution then that breeds contempt, then anger bubbles up then revenge…………….
My original worries were now coming back to me and I knew I/we had a fine line to walk.
This time Amy came over to my place, there was no dinner planned so I didn’t have food prepared plus I wasn’t in the mood to take her out or anything like that.
I was confused and split between having feelings and not having them, between letting them surface and keeping them buried. What a mess I have made for myself, why did I fuck Cindy ?. After all this time I’m now feeling guilty because I fucked my best friends pregnant wife, yet another damn feeling. I can see where feelings can get in the way yet a lack thereof can cause trouble Hell, having them can to.
Having sex with Cindy was an opportunity and I took it, feelings had nothing to do with it at least from the start. I could have turned her down and went on undressing her with my eyes for the rest of our lives and things would be as they had been for many many years.
My thinking was interrupted by a knock at the door. I opened in and expected Amy to be decked out in another hot little dress, not this time though. She had on jeans and a purple silk top, she was “dressed down” (if that was possible) but the jeans only accentuated her curves and they were not the form fitting skinny jeans either. Her top didn’t have a plunging neck line but it was sleeveless and she had her long dark hair pulled back and fastened and had no makeup on.
She had the innocent “girl next door” look going on. If she would have had on a pair of glasses she would have the “hot librarian” look going on. All she had to do next was put her hair in pigtails, throw on a checkered red button up shirt and she would be the “farmers daughter”. The heat was instantly building in my groin just looking at her.
I wasn’t sure if she “didn’t dress” up because of her mood and she didn’t want to convey she was a hot temptress or if this was yet another way to distract me with the hidden hot innocent look or if she really wanted to dispense with the whole act and really tried to dress down and let passions rest.
Either way it wasn’t working for me, her look was turning me on but the look on her face and her demeanor was telling me she was serious and down to business.
We sat down and actually had a long serious talk, we hashed out feelings, (well her feelings mostly), troubles, wants, wishes, the future, etc.
I wasn’t being forthcoming obviously because of the Cindy/Brad situation but Amy was leading the conversation in many areas. When we crossed things that made her cry I would hold and comfort her but it appeared she was holding something back.
“David, after talking with Cindy the last few months about you I know I messed up what I had, what we had”, she said.
I looked into her eyes which conveyed sorrow however, she was also looking into my eyes and searching. I really didn’t have a response and I began to sense that all her talking this evening wasn’t really her confessing rather she was questioning me in a subtle way, she was seeking answers from me without just asking specific questions.
I wasn’t giving her the response she was seeking so she began to speak again,
Cindy speaks so highly of you David, it confirmed the things I really loved about you and the more Cindy talked the more glowingly she talked about you”, she said.
“Well we have known each other for a long time”, I said.
“Did you and Cindy ever have anything going on back in the day”, she asked.
“Nope, her and Brad were an item off and on back then”, I said.
Amy looked at me quizzically while slightly nodding her head.
“I just got the feeling that you two were close I mean the way she talks about you”…….her voice trailed off as she shrugged her shoulders.
I felt that my face went flush but at least now I knew where she had been steering the conversation to all evening. If her and Cindy did all the talking she claims then she would obviously know it from Cindy if her and I had anything going on back in the day.
“You know, I confided a lot in Cindy when you and I were together and the last few months she sounded like me when she talked about you”, Amy said still looking at me quizzically.
“Well there you go, she’s known me for a long time, assumed anything she didn’t know and you confiding in her filled in the gaps plus it was probably just her attempt promote me to you”, I said.
I didn’t like where this was all going but I was quick with an answer I figured would dissuade her from further inquiries.
“Yeah, I guess”, she said as she continued to look straight into my eyes.
While I couldn’t help the blood draining from my face I was able to pull off a nonchalant return stare. She knew something at worst or suspected something at least.
“Kiss me”, she said.
My eyes darted to various points of her face for a few seconds before I leaned in and turned my head. Our lips met and with one quick smack we slightly pulled away then instantly pressed our lips together again. This kiss was longer and we each applied more pressure. She put her arms around my neck and mine went around her back, I sucked in her top lip then went to her lower one and sucked it in.
I was instantly horny and my need was outstripping sensibilities and detachment, I wanted sex now and figured I would justify or put it into perspective later.
Our embrace tightened and she was pulling me onto her as she tried to lay back on the couch. I broke the kiss,
“Lets go to bed”, I said. As I pulled away my hand ran down her arm until I had her hand in mine while I stood up. She sat on the couch looking up at me, it wasn’t a pensive look rather she had a slight look of what I sensed as pride.
She also had to pause for dramatic effect or to play innocent, I wasn’t sure which it was maybe both but either way I wanted to have sex with her.
She stood up and I turned to pull her with me but she remained stationary. I turned to look at her and she eased up to me grabbed my face and gave me such a soft warm wet kiss that caused me to melt.
I was in a hurry but she was slowing things down, it worked.
Although the fire inside me was raging even hotter my pace was slowed down as we stood there and gently yet passionately kissed.
We pulled away and looked deep into each others eyes, my hand went to the side of her face then I let my fingers stroke her long dark hair.
Her soft brown eyes captivated me, damn she was beautiful and sexy as hell plus she truly was a good woman. A woman with faults but hell, we all have those and if the good outweighs the bad then what’s not to love right ?.
We walked to my bedroom at the edge of the bed she gently pushed me back onto it then got on to the bed and straddled me while unbuttoning my shirt.
Upon opening my shirt she leaned down and started kissing my chest and worked her way down to my stomach.
Then she straightened up and started to unbutton my pants, pulled the zipper down and tugged at the waist while I raised my hips up as she finished pulling my pants off.
I laid on my back and my boner had my boxers tented out. Amy got off the bed and began to undress while I laid there and watched. She stood there with nothing but her french cut panties and bra on then turned her back to me taking them off then turned to face me in all her naked glory. Not a tan line anywhere, her body was flawless.
She got back onto the bed and immediately pulled my boxers of, pulling them down also dragged my cock down then once clear of the waistband it sprang straight back up.
She straddled my legs and took my cock in her hand massaging it up and down before leaning down. She pressed her lips against the tip of my cock and let it part her lips. I swallowed hard and leaned my head back while groaning and arching my back up as she continued to descend onto my boner.
She took me in very deep then slowly worked up and down my shaft, she pulled back up keeping her lips firmly around the my head and started to suck hard before releasing and plunging back down until her lips was brushing my pubic hair.
With my cock in her throat she swallowed,
“OHHHHHHHHHHH”, I groaned loudly. The sensation was incredible and the slow loving care she put into the experience was certainly keeping my inner fire raging while at the same time tempering the explosive force contained in my balls.
I wanted to grab her head while she worked yet I couldn’t. She was in control and all I could do was keep my hands pressed beside me on the bed while my back was arched up as she continued to slowly work on me.
After several minutes of sheer pleasure she pulled back up my shaft while keeping firm suction. I opened my eyes and picked my head up as she pulled off of leaving a string of saliva between the tip of my dick and her lips which finally snapped as she gently rose.
I let my head fall back onto the bed and breathed with relief as I relaxed every muscle in my body. I didn’t even realized until then how tense my whole body was.
Amy leaned over me and crawled up towards my face then straightened up her body as she positioned her cunt over my face.
She was looking down at me while I stared at her cunt and as my tongue left my mouth she lowered herself to meet me.
I teased her with the tip of my tongue which caused her to shudder, putting my hand on each of her hips I pulled her closer and raised my head slightly while I worked my tongue into her slit.
Peeking up at her she had her eyes closed and her head hung down until I went deeper into her cunt. She opened her mouth slightly while raising her head up then back, she stiffened her body then,
“uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, she breathed out as I worked her cunt with my tongue. Her stomach went into spasms and as she started panting, her whole body began to shake then she suddenly tensed up, stopped breathing then her body relaxed her head was hanging way back and she let out a long breath.
While it wasn’t a flood her cunt was suddenly creamier than when I started and I lapped at her cunt tasting her juice while she came back down to earth.
She leveled her head, opened her eyes then scooted down to my waist. She leaned over me and brought her face to mine and we kissed deeply. When she pulled back she licked my chin with one graceful stroke, tasting her own juice.
She raised herself up while taking my cock in one had and guided it to her dripping cunt and impaled herself onto me. Planting her hands on the bed beside me she leaned over and began to slowly move herself up and down my hardened shaft while rocking her hips back and forth.
She worked with slow deliberate passion and with about every other stroke she squeezed my cock with her cunt muscles. We looked into each others eyes and all my hardened reserves melted away with what I saw in her face.
While she made love to me she leaned down and we kissed deeply, my hands went to her breasts and I squeezed each one before I ran my thumb and forefinger over her nipples and slightly pinched them.
We broke our kiss and she raised back up into a more prone position while my hand left her luscious boobs and ran down to the top of her hips and I held on as her back arched inward. She raised up higher and pulled herself off to the tip of my cock before plunging back down onto me as she sped up her lovemaking.
Without a sound from her I felt her jizz wash over my cock and drip off of my balls. I was getting closer myself but with the heat of her cum and the renewed wetness I stopped holding back and let cum rise up my shaft.
My breathing picked up and as I was getting closer to my blissful release I laid my head back and closed my eyes while digging my fingers into her hips.
As the cum neared the tip of my cock I tensed every muscle around my waist and raised my hips slightly as I took in a huge breath and,
“OHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHH” I groaned out as my cock convulsed and steadily pumped boiling hot cum up inside of Amy’s gripping cunt.
With our lovemaking now reaching it’s conclusion Amy stopped riding me, she dropped herself down to bury my cock deep inside of her while her cunt continued to squeeze and milk me.
After a minute she pulled off of me then leaned down for us to kiss. We embrace and rolled onto our side while we continued kissing.
When the kisses stopped we laid there holding each other. I was amazed at her passion and sensuality tonight, her and I have had many sessions like this before but the passion we put into it was more intense then almost any other time I remember.
With my need met and the fog of hot passionate sex now removed I was getting my resolve back. We laid there holding each other and although she felt so damn good I suddenly wanted to exit the situation.
I was struggling with myself again about these moods and feelings. Was it was protection I was seeking or was it more than that, I was not going to be hurt anymore. I wanted guilt free, commitment free sex plus protection for my heart.
The only way to do that was to never get close to anyone again yet have sex when it was needed. I guess I wanted to have my cake and eat it to.
I began to think about all of Amy’s good traits versus the bad. Sure she ripped my heart out but the her good (not just the sex) was far outweighing the bad.
I was in turmoil…..turmoil my ass, I was in Hell. I was ripping myself apart inside by thinking about things such as commitment, marriage, sex, kids and how nice it would be to build that life then upon analysis all the bad associated with that would cause me to instantly shift back to hunkering down, keeping guard and staying at arms length forever.
I knew what I needed, I needed to pull back from everything and everyone to have room so I could think without distraction and undue influences. I had plenty of vacation time to take and felt I could go out to the wilderness somewhere to be just to myself and take a hike, go fishing, etc or even camp out on an island somewhere and fish, walk and reflect.
Amy broke my thoughts,
“David, do you think we can ever get back to where we were” ?, she asked.
I didn’t want to answer that now because I couldn’t but I had to say something and I really had no intent on hurting her feelings or dashing any hopes she may have.
“I don’t know Amy…………it’s not because of you either. I have to reconcile things with myself first”, I said.
I truly did have to think about it and resolve my own internal issues and I think she senses that but I can’t be sure. I am suspicious about her motives, her talking about feeling earlier this evening was really a line of questioning now that I had time to think about it.
This was getting heavy and I needed that time away and fast.
With Brad and Cindy’s party still a couple weeks away I knew the time for me to go was right. I was fortunate that I could schedule my own vacation time on short notice.
“Amy, I’m going to take some time off work and…………leave”, I said.
“Where you going” ?, she asked.
“I don’t know yet, someplace I can be ALONE” !, I said.
“Should I leave you alone….tonight ?, she asked.
Not moments ago I was wishing for an exit after our lovemaking but now it didnlt seem to matter to me and didn’t mind if she stayed. I had my thoughts and was fine with her laying beside me all night if she wished. I turned my head to her,
“You want ot stay tonight” ?, I asked.
“If that’s alright”, she said.
I nodded my head in approval and laid my head back, she turned to me and snuggled closer and buried her face to the side of mine and draped her arm over my chest. I laid on my back looking up and let the thoughts run through my head until I drifted off to sleep.
I was slowly coming out of sleep but it was to soon to realize why. My eyes blinked open and it was still dark and I simply sensed it was maybe 3am or so in the morning. I was on my side facing away from Amy then I realized my cock was rock hard (nothing unusual there) then as I became more conscious I felt Amy gently pulling on my cock.
I always hated to waste a hard-on so I gently rolled onto my back, Amy wrapped her hand around my meat and began to pumped up and down. I laid there enjoying the feeling and I was still shaking the weakness of sleep away until I could mount her.
I started to lightly grunt then moan and groan with pleasure, she suddenly scooted down taking the cover off with her movement and positioned herself.
She took my cock in her mouth,
“AHHHHHHHHHHHH”, I moaned out in sweet relief. I was super hard, so hard it hurt and her wet warm soothing mouth actually eased the pain somewhat.
Amy bobbed up and down with more intensity now, she wasn’t being gentle and what initially eased the pain of my engorged cock now started to hurt as it expanded even more.
If she would have scrapped her teeth against my cock I swear it would have popped like a balloon. I knew it wasn’t just from her stimulation but I also needed to piss however, I wasn’t going to stop this action for that, I wanted to get inside of her.
Amy pulled off of me,
“Would you fuck me in the ass”, she asked.
I didn’t say a word I just sat up and got on my knees, while she laid on her back. As I moved into position she raised her legs up and placed her ankles on my shoulders.
I leaned in towards and over her, aimed my throbbing tool at her cunt and pushed in. I was once again soothed by the soft inner folds of her already dripping twat.
I pushed in until I bottomed out and started thrusting, going deep with every stroke. I wanted to coat my cock with her jizz. After fucking her cunt for a minute and making sure her juices were flowing down her crack, I pulled out and rubbed the head of my cock up and down between her entire slot then down to her brownie hole.
I positioned myself at her hole and pressed against it, surprised at the ease in which my cock head entered. That ease stop as her anus clamped down around the flare of my head.
She grunted while I continued to push my cock in while she tightened even more and brought her hands up to push against my waist. I was delirious with lust and need plus I needed to ease the pain of my fully engorged cock.
She was never able to take my entire cock in her ass no matter how much her and I tried. I wanted to be fully inside of her ass but I was always able to control myself before but right now I was blind with want and I was also devoid of feelings at this time or repercussions from simply having my way and being satisfied.
While I still was not going to just rape her like that I would not ram it in either however, I was not going to be denied my wants anymore. I was inching my way in by gently pumping in and out then ease in more and more.
She attempted to impede my progress but it was no good. She pushed against me with her hands and legs to keep me at bay. I leaned over her harder and forced her legs back.
While I continued to pump I temporarily stopped putting more inside of her,
“Easy baby it hurts”, she grunted in discomfort.
I continued to pump while she grunted with each of my strokes. Her hole was creamy wet and she eased her anus muscles and let me work,
“OHHHHH BABY, OH BABY IT FEELS SO GOOD. I got to have my whole cock in your butt”, I said.
The feeling of her hole stretched around my engorged cock, the thought of being where we are “not supposed to go” and difference in sensation of her as as opposed to her cunt was to much for me.
I braced myself, scooted my knees closer and leaned in. With the muscles in my entire body tensed I pushed more cock into her,
“UUUUHHHHHH JEEZUS, UH, UH, UH, she moaned, groaned and grunted.
I had half of my cock in her ass which is about all we were ever able to do before but it has been quite awhile.
“It’s alright baby, relax and give it to me. I’m gonna get it all the way in”, I said.
“NOOO, NOOO, I CAN’T TAKE IT”, she screamed.
Although she was loud it wasn’t true pleading and if she resisted to the ultimate extent then she could stop this whole thing. At least that’s what I was sensing or making myself believe. I was woken up in the middles of the night, my dick hard as a rock and she asked me to fuck her in the ass. This didn’t give me license to hurt her, rape her or anything like that but sometimes these situations are exactly like this.
They want it and a lot of times they like to be taken, held down, forced and to feel helpless while they are fucked. The fear and/or played fear and helplessness enhances the experience and pleasure while they play like they are keeping some dignity and innocence intact instead of appearing to be an out and out whore or slut.
Society, although quickly changing, still bounds a woman’s expression of sexuality and nastiness they wish they could openly display and still be “respected”.
“You can take it baby, we’re gonna get it done this time.”, I said while I pushed in past the halfway point.
She tensed up drawing a quick breath,
OOOOWWWWW, UHHHHH, OHHHHH, she groaned then clamped down tight on my cock.
The feeling of her anus squeezing me was incredible.
“OH GOD BABY THAT FEELS GOOD”, I moaned while continuing to pump.She remained tensed and worked every muscle in her body due to the invasion.
“It will be better if you relax”, I said.
I knew it was not possible for her to just relax but what else could I say. I wanted her to ease up and just let me run it in to the hilt and experience the pleasure.
“Your fucking me David, it hurts”, she whispered. I imagine a whisper was all she could do, it sounded like he had no breath.
“I know Amy, I know. I can’t stop, I just can’t”, I groaned out in sheer pleasure.
Pleasure from the feel of her brownie hole squeezing me and also from being unleashed with animal lust that resides in all men.
I was holding her into position and succumbing to my desire and she was “pleading”, it was all just to much to going on at once to cause me to stop.
I said to myself that she wanted this and I was justified in my efforts to “be the man” and just take what I wanted and let her go about her life and living with being ravaged by the beast that I am.
“I never seen you like this”, she said. I could hear the worry in her voice.
“Uh Huh”, was all I could respond. I increased my strokes and inched more dick into her butt. The further down my shaft that her anus gripped the harder I thrust. I was going to feel her with every inch of my cock then I intended to unload deep inside.
Amy continued to grunt and groan while I fucked her in the ass. I was out of control and only the smallest shred of empathy was still inside of me but I was convinced that while she was experiencing discomfort she also wanted me to ravage her.
I was so close to being all the way inside of her now and the feeling of her anus following the contour of my hardened shaft was exquisite.
My balls were boiling and cum was working it’s way up causing a tingling sensation. My usual instinct would be to clamp down my cock muscles and hold off the inevitable but at this point if I would had then the feeling would have went away. I knew she couldn’t take only so much of this assault on her asshole and I badly wanted to cum deep inside plump butt.
The only thing that would bring me on now was to speed up so I did just that while still forcing even more inside of her. The pressure inside me was rising with the sped of my fucking.
I fucked faster,
“UHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHH” Amy screamed.
I was running out of energy and my muscles burned with fatigue but the pleasure of having cum spurt from my peehole kept me working. Just the thought of cumming caused the pressure in my cock to rise to the top, now my instinct did take over and I squeezed my cock muscle to build more pressure and pumped faster.
No longer willing to contain it,
“I GOTTA CUUUUUM”, I yelled.
At peak pressure I finally drove in the last inch of cock which caused Amy to let out a high pitch scream. This sent me over the top, I was fucking her, filling her ravaged asshole with my monster cock, the cock she loved, the cock she wanted, the cock that gave her the most pleasure she has had in her life.
Hey, we all dream this dream and that is the part that men think when we are taking that “helpless” woman.
With her screams, my thoughts and delusions and the feeling her anus was giving my meaty tool I finally let go,
“OHHHHHHH”, I groaned as cum streamed from my cock and began to fill her up.
I panted a few times trying to catch my breath while remained deep inside of her and let loose,
“UHHHHHHH”, I moaned with pleasure and relief as another stream. I could fell my own cum forcing it’s way out around my embedded cock but I remained deep in her because I new I had another large load left to expel,
“AHHHHHHH”, I moaned as the pressure inside my shaft was diminished. I still remained deep in her and grunted as my cock convulsed and sprayed the remnants of my seed.
I could feel my cock soaked in my own cum as I held it inside of her butt and came down from the short high from the feeling of all that cum exiting my slowly deflating cock.
Amy was lightly moaning and I knew I needed to withdraw my cock from her sore asshole. She was still clamped hard on my cock as I pulled out. I was deliberately slow because it felt so damn good. When the tip of my cock was almost out I quickly withdrew.
My dick was holding back a flood, cum shot from her ass and pooled up on the bed. With the initial pressure relived more cum bubbled out of her and ran down her crack.
I knelt there observing this with pride thinking about the amount of cum I shot out. She eased her legs down as I back away from her. Then she got up and went to the bathroom, I remembered then that one reason I was so hard when I woke was that I had to piss and the feeling caused my dick to return to hardness. I rushed into the bathroom as she was about to get off the toilet.
I stood in front of her with my dick straight out.
Keeping her head level she raised her eyes up to look at me. I eased closer to her and she leaned down taking my cum covered cock into her mouth and sucked hard as she worked my shaft until it was clean. My eyes closed in pure pleasurable torture. I had to piss so bad it hurt and her mouth was about to cause me to release,
“BABY”, I blurted out as a warning.
After a few more seconds she pulled off, grabbed my dick and aimed it at her chest just as I let go.
“AHHHHHHHHHH, OHHHHHHHHH, MMMMMMMMM” I moaned in relief as piss left my peehole.
She was gently waving my cock left and right to cover her entire chest with my continuing stream of piss. I couldn’t believe this shit. What has come over Amy, I mean we have talked about “doing nasty things” but she was showing me a much different and more provocative side to her.
With my stream slowing, I squeezed a few more times and it was done. She let go of my dick and I stood there with my eyes closed for a few seconds then opened my eyes and looked down.
Amy had a mischievous look as I continued to stare at her, then she smiled and stood up and walked to the shower and turned on the water to get it warmed up then proceeded to clean up the piss that splattered on the floor.
I wasn’t sure what to make of this, ALL this. I couldn’t make out her motive or motives. I was confused because it appeared she was pulling out all the stops, really trying super hard to show me another facet of her character, a lure or something. It was like she was in a competition, she had an objective, she had purpose.
Thank goodness I have vacation because I really needed to get away and contemplate. Amy insisted we talk once a day but I would have nothing of it. She didn’t like it at all but to bad. I did speak with Cindy prior to me leaving and we discussed “things” and she certainly understood and she admitted she was having internal struggles as well. She was questioning her entire existence and situation and we agreed that when I got back that her and I really needed to talk.
We both realized we can’t help what we feel and we have to figure out how to live with certain things that would not be realized. This was another factor I would have to reconcile within myself and was likely the foremost thing on my mind during my “get away”.
I got things right in my mind, expectations in check and feeling sorted out. It was during the day so I figured Brad would be at work so Cindy was the first person I called when I left and started to head back to town,
“I’m glad you called me, I’ve been dying to hear from you, are you alright” ?, she asked.
“I’m fine, I needed this for myself, except (ha ha ha), I trailed off with a laugh.
“Except for what”, she asked.
“Well going without sex for a week is typically not a problem but I guess being out in the middle of nowhere and just knowing it wasn’t available makes you want it or feel you have to have it”, I said.
“Can I help or….is it something that you would have Amy take care of”, she asked.
I worked around that question as we continued to talk but even with my alone time the last week there were things that would take further time to resolve and sort out. The last week was not to resolve all issues, the purpose was to clear my head of daily static and clarify things so I could deal with them going forward.
Cindy wanted to talk and suggested we get together today. Brad was out of town and her mother had the baby so we made plans to meet albeit out of town. She would drive in the direction I was coming from and we planned to meet in a small town about 30 miles away from the city.
Amy knew I would be back today so I intended to call her. She called me several times during my hiatus leaving several heartfelt voicemails. I’ve never seen Amy like this before and again, she was pulling out all the stops.
Since I didn’t expect to be seeing or spending time with Cindy today I called Amy and told her I would be on my way back shortly and be home tonight.
Amy was desperate to see me and wished I could be in sooner but of course I lied about my departure and arrival because I didn’t know until minutes ago that Cindy and I would be seeing each other this afternoon.
Cindy and I met at a restaurant and had a late lunch while we tried to talk. This was by far the most uncomfortable meeting and feeling we ever had. I didn’t know if it was lasting feelings, sexual frustration, us meeting out of town or all the above.
We each tried to talk but couldn’t find the words and when we couldn’t find the words we found each others eyes. We spent more time looking into each others eyes then talking.
I was still suppressing feelings so my words were limited and Cindy was dancing around an issue or he was also suppressing feelings. It was like our eyes were telling each other that we had feelings and desire but there was sadness, sadness that the future was bleak. We knew it couldn’t continue and it was conveyed without words.
We each had to seek individual relationships and revert back to the way things were and live with things that could never be.
Like she had finally summoned courage Cindy began to speak,
“David, I have been talking to Amy this week and I am convinced that she loves you and wants to be with you………and HAS been with you”, she said.
I felt like the accused all of a sudden and that I was guilty but it really wasn’t that, there was another reason and I knew where Cindy would be going with this.
When Cindy said that my eyes dropped to the table like looking down in shame, I couldn’t look at her so I just nodded my head yes.
Sex with Amy was really an attempt at total detachment from Cindy not to mention filling a basic need on my part.
I was without words so Cindy spoke again,
“You act like you feel bad about it”, she said.
“I know it’s stupid”, I said.
“Look, you two have feelings for each other, nothing wrong with that”, she said.
“I don’t have feelings for her, not since she dumped me. I tried and can’t get them back”, I said looking right at Cindy.
Cindy’s eyes went wide upon me making that statement. She had the look like she was holding back a huge follow up question or had a statement or maybe it was the look of worry.
“But, But………..I thought……. I mean she said……things can’t be…….we can’t………..”, she continued stuttering and could not put the words together so I did it for her.
“I can see the worry in you’re face, also concern and disbelief. I know things can’t be what you and I feel we want but you can ease the worry because I don’t need one to get over another, isn’t that what you are worried about” ?, I asked.
“I have been working on this thing between you two before I had the baby, I timed it for her to be at the hospital when you visited, I preached to her about you for weeks, months now in fact”, she said in an exasperated tone.
“I appreciate the attempt and I understand the purpose but it’s not needed, I’m a big boy”, I said.
“YEAH, I know you are”, she said with a mischievous grin.
“I don’t think you were trying to do something for me as much as you were trying to make me out of your reach”, I said with a raised eyebrow.
Cindy had a gleam in her eyes and I could almost sense her pussy suddenly getting moist as she shifted her position and wiggled her butt on the chair. I had hit it right on the head so before she could say anything I spoke again,
“SO, you asked me if you could HELP me since I’ve done without for a week. Is the offer still on the table” ?, I asked.
Cindy didn’t say a word rather she nodded her head up and down in long exaggerated strokes.
It appeared her concern has taken a backseat to her need, our need. There was a hotel next door to the restaurant and since it was getting close to normal check in time I went in and got a room while she drove her car around and then entered the hotel after me and went to the room.
I opened the door when she knocked and once inside we embraced and almost clawed each other as we kissed and started to tear each others clothes off.
It has been a little while for me plus I wanted Cindy really bad. She was hot for sure but the naughtiness of it all I think was the biggest turn on for me. What is better than naughty, depraved, forbidden love/sex plus having feelings for her as well……..I wanted to cum so deep inside her so bad I couldn’t stand it.
With clothes stripped we fell onto the bed and continued to pull, rub, squeeze and roll on each other until we had to breath then we pulled away from each other,
“FUCK ME”, she said.
I was extremely hard and just aching to get inside of her. We never said it but this was going to be a “quickie” as we both just needed relief.
I rolled on top of her and reached down to grab myself and aim it at her dripping cunt then plunged in,
“UGH, Uh, UH, UH” she grunted as I forced my throbbing meat straight in until I hit bottom then started quickly fucking in and out of her.
“Oh god this feels so good”, I moaned out while I pumped.
“HARDER, FUCK ME HARDER”, she she said desperately.
I raised myself up off of her and got onto my knees a little more and began to thrust faster and deeper as she loudly grunted, screamed and moaned.
She raised her arms over her head to place them against the headboard while I pounded into her. I felt like I just couldn’t get in as deep as I wanted, the feeling was so incredible that I wanted to expand that feeling even more and she wanted it to so Cindy raised her legs back more and had her knees on her chest but she wasn’t done,
“Let me put my legs up”, she said.
I eased back and she placed her ankles on my shoulders, I leaned back over her and thrust straight in,
“OHHHH BABY”, I groaned. The feel of her cunt wrapped around the lowest portion of my hardened shaft and the squishy sounds from our deeper fucking sent me into a frenzy.
I rammed into her with reckless abandoned and gave an extra hard shove at the as I bottomed out with each thrust which elicited what sounded like painful grunts and panting while I felt my cock washed in scorching liquid.
He hot jizz was gushing from her cunt and with my pounding made the sloshing slapping sound from the incredible wetness.
That was what I needed, she had gotten off and now I concentrated on myself let to come to a boil.
I began to groan as the feeling of cum shooting up my shaft made my cock tingle, my head feel light and the sweet feeling of anticipated relief cause me to work harder to bring it on.
I knew this was going to be big, I hadn’t masterbated the whole week I have been gone and now to be her with Cindy in a hotel out of town, Amy waiting for me, Brad out of town and I am going to spray my cum inside this hot sexy married woman. I didn’t even attempt to hold back at all, I couldn’t do it if I wanted or needed to. I simply began to squirt,
“OHHHHHH, OHHHHHHH, OHHHHHHH, OHHHHHH”, I moaned and moaned with each convulsion. I finally stopped pumping and held my cock deep inside if Cindy’s quivering cunt while I continued to squeeze and convulse in what I knew was dry heaves. I was spent but felt like I couldn’t stop or even waited to stop.
The feeling was so intense I dreamed up being able to cum by the gallon just to experience the pleasure of sum coursing through my cock while I was deep in such a warm wet pussy.
Finally given out I pulled out, fell to the side and slumped beside Cindy. All the energy drained from my body I laid there like a slug while I tried to will coherence back into my head (the big head and the little head) because I felt that this was likely our last time together like this. Even without either of us saying it before I felt we both needed this “one more time” together to sustain the memory and confirm the enjoyment we derived from each other.
After laying there for awhile my mind drifted and I napped. I was totally wiped out from the intensity of it all and when I realized I had fell asleep I snapped back to attention, feeling like hours had passed even though it was less than an hour.
Cindy was breathing steadily, she was asleep. I scooted up behind her and reached over her to pull her to me which caused her to also snap back to the waking world,
“What time is it”, she asked excitedly as she tried to sit up.
“Don’t worry, it’s been less than an hour”, I said calmly.
She eased back down and let me hold her then after a few minutes she spoke,
David, you know that………..that we may be to transparent and……..if we keep on we’re going to get in trouble”, she said.
I know, I know. We both know today is probably it”, I said.
She squeezed my arm and let out a breath.
“Friends”, she said in an asking tone.
“And then some”, I said.
“Yes”, she said.
We were acknowledging that we loved each other but our sessions had to stop however, we also knew it left a door open to future opportunity. This was the way we left it with each other when we parted. I let her leave ahead of me and I hung back in the room, took a shower, watched TV then left which assured I would be home tonight.
When I got home who do you think was waiting for me, Amy. Her still having the key to my place was another thing I had forgotten about.
She stopped me on the porch, grabbed me and hugged hard,
” I missed you so much”, she said.
I wasn’t expecting her to be here nor did I want her to be. I hugged her back and broke the hug while moving towards the door to get inside and unpack my stuff.
While I couldn’t bring myself to fall back in with Amy I did get some revenge as it were but I wasn’t intending to hurt her either. I had been thinking how do I cool things down with her and not have hurt feelings or rejection but in this case it wouldn’t be as easy as it was between Cindy and I.
It was something on my mind while Amy and I talked. I desperately wanted to be alone tonight but she didn’t make any attempt or indication that she was going to leave.
It was confirmed after awhile when we began to yawn and she asked if I was ready to go to bed. I wanted to turn my annoyance into opportunity because I was getting horny again and Amy was it and willing. Even though i knew it would be like confirming her hopes or even leading her on my hardening cock was justifying it.
We we got into bed Amy eased up to me, nuzzling her face into my chest she began to kiss while slowly working her way down. She duck her head under the covers and wasted no time taking my cock in her mouth and gently worked my tool.
I wasn’t sure if it was her sucking alone that felt so sweet or the thought that I had fucked her friend hours ago and having both of these woman in the same day along with all the naughtiness all the way around was enhancing it but either way it felt good.
I closed my eyes and relaxed in bliss as she worked on me. I enjoyed the feeling I had and what she was giving me. I didn’t feel the need to cum nor did I feel I had any in me. I felt like I spent every ounce I had into Cindy a few hours ago but if I was going to get some pussy then I wanted to be able to finish and have the satisfying feeling of cumming.
Amy pulled off of me and moved back up and laid on her back while I rolled on top of her, she reached down and guided me to her hole.
I eased into her and started slowly pumping in and out of her. Without the immediate need to cum I took my time and reveled at the feeling of her warm, wet, soft inner folds caressing my cock.
Neither of us made much sound other than barely audible grunts and moans while we had sex. I was enjoying the feeling of having sex with Amy yet I was not conveying or even feeling anything from her other than “we were simply having sex”.
I knew she had more of an agenda than I did and maybe even more feelings than I did, despite was Cindy told me earlier about what her and Amy talked about.
With that though in my head my head I drifted back to the session that Cindy and I had earlier and with the whole wrong of it all I began to feel the heat and boiling in my balls.
I was feeling so depraved that I figured if I could just find me another woman that only wanted to have a physical relationship then I could have the variety a lot of men naturally grave.
Maybe even one of Amy’s friends would be interested in just having sex, maybe there could be a threesome. The thought was bringing me on and in my mind I was fucking Cindy, then Amy then one of Amy’s hot friends,
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”, I breathed out loud as held in deep and release a load of hot creamy spunk directly into Amy’s womb.
With a few squeezes I knew it was all I had, empty once again I eased out slowly then Amy wrapped her arms around me and pulled me to her and kissed me,
“Oh baby, that was sweet, we’re connecting on a higher level than we ever have”, she said.
That killed my bliss and sent a feeling of guilt through me. If she knew what was in my head that really brought me off she would be crushed.
I didn’t respond I just rolled to the side and stretched out. After a few minutes I rolled to my other side facing away from her and eventually went to sleep.
The party at Brad and Cindy’s was tomorrow so I needed to get some sleep plus I needed it so I could restore my energy to think about the Amy situation and figure out an exit strategy.
When I woke the next morning Amy was gone, it was Saturday and I think she had to work today but I couldn’t remember. I went into the kitchen and on the fridge was a note saying she was working until about 2 then would come back over.
Re-energized from a restful sleep and a new resolve I began to rehearse in my mind what I was going to say to Amy, what her potential responses would be, what my retorts would be and how I would hopefully ease each of us out of this “relationship”.
I had worked on my resolve the whole time until Amy showed up. I didn’t intend to say anything today before the party but she began to dig in with questions, concerns and inquired about my mood, silence and lack of responses to her expressions of missing me, love and connections on a higher level, etc.
As far as I was concerned the time was not appropriate but she was pressing pretty hard and gave me the opening I needed.
I started slowly then easily got on a roll with it. I let it, out all my feelings or rather the feelings I didn’t have or couldn’t have.
She went through the entire series of emotions from anger, to sadness, from hurt to resolve.
I knew how she felt because I had been through it and it hurts. Even though I gave it back to her before and on purpose I had my revenge and never panned to intentionally cause anymore hurt but it couldn’t be helped.
I tried to get those feeling back and she tried to make me get the feeling back but it wasn’t there. I felt bad about it and felt bad for her but it now came full circle.
Needless to say she wasn’t up for the party this evening after all that transpired. I didn’t want to go myself but I knew I had to. I know it’s selfish but my thoughts went to “what am I going to do for sex now”. I knew I would get into some kind of relationship at some point but it was the in between that I thought about.
Just like being gone for a week and not having it available, when you know it’s not there it makes you want it or feel you can’t live without it for 5 minutes.
The rest of the afternoon was a blur while I continually mulled over the events of our conversation. I found myself wondering if I was making a mistake by ending things with Amy. I think it was my little head doing the thinking and I just wanted to justify what I really didn’t feel for her anymore just so I could have access to pussy.
I showed up at Brad and Cindy’s house and entered into a room full of people. A lot of them I knew some of course I didn’t. I went on with getting on with life. I worked the room and moved around checking out some of the woman and trying to chat up one or two of them.
Cindy and I caught a few glimpses of each other but we seemed to end up on opposite sides of the room while engaged in various conversations. We eventually found each other when I went towards the kitchen to get another drink, we moved to the side away from the others.
“Amy told me”, said Cindy while looking at me to see my reaction.
“I swear I didn’t intend for this to happen now but she opened the door and I couldn’t hold back”, I said.
“I’m sorry it didn’t work out”, she said.
“Well it was fine before I just couldn’t even get the feeling back”, I said.
“She admitted she screwed up”, she said.
I just shook my head in agreement and as a gesture that there were no words I could add to that assessment.
Cindy seemed sad yet she had restrained jubilation. She seemed to be about to bust with something. She looked to the side to make sure nobody was close enough to hear her then leaned towards me,
“I’m pregnant”, she whispered.
My eyes wide I looked at her and she beamed back at me.
“Who’s is it”, I whispered.
She just shrugged her shoulders like “I don’t know” then parsed her lips like “and it doesn’t matter”.
My eyes narrowed and a smile formed on my face, she looked up at me and a smile grew on her face
The End.
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