Voyeuristic Incest Ch. 04

byMany Feathers©

"Yes honey...really, really wet ones. Which I'm sure I'll have later. But not at this very moment. Now...go sit down, so we can all sit back, play a little...and watch the movie."

Once again reluctantly, Rob returned to his seat, Chris began teasing herself with her mother's rabbit, though periodically looking over at her as she sat there with the clit-sucker still attached doing its thing. "Work on your nipples too?" She asked.

"Matter of fact...it does yes. But frankly, your father does a much better job of it with his mouth," she told our daughter leaning over to kiss me on the cheek as I reached up, giving one of my wife's nipples a tender little pull.

"Oh yeah...that's what I mean, keep doing that," she told me. So I did.

A short time later the movie ended, though no one had as yet cum...and far from it, though the sexual excitement of the room was readily apparent. It had become more exciting at this point to actually gather around, watching one another...in particular the girls as they continued to experiment with the toys Jackie had brought down.

"Can I try that?" Chris asked as Jackie finally removed the clit-sucker, releasing the pressure.

"Yeah, but be careful with it...don't pump it up too fast or too much until you see how it feels and where you best like it," she cautioned her.

"Maybe you'd better show me," Chris suggested.

Rob and I shot knowing glances at one another, but said nary a word as we did. Perhaps not really thinking about it...Jackie quickly proceeded to place the small plastic see-through cup over her daughter's mound.

"Make sure your lips are tucked in on both sides, or it won't seal very well," she cautioned, and then checked, helping to make sure they were. I felt my cock throb, lurching excitedly all on its own as she did that.

"Like that?" Chris asked, looking down checking herself, tucking her sweet pink lips in just a little as Jackie once again gave her a quick look-over.

"Perfect," Jackie smiled. "Now...go ahead, give it a pump or two...see how it feels." Chris pumped it, her clit poking its hot little head up inside the tube just a little.

"Hmmm," she purred. "That's different."

"Comfortable? Doesn't hurt or pinch it?"

"No worse than the way Rob sucks it when he's licking me," she confessed. "About the same really...though sometimes I have to tell him to suck it a little harder too," she said looking over at her brother who now sat on the floor in front of us now, once again absentmindedly fondling his dick.

"Don't feel bad...your mother very often says the same thing to me," I told my son. And sometimes, she tells me just the opposite too. "Not too hard damn it!" I joked.

"I do not!" Jackie said in defense, though she knew I was only joking around when I said that. "As horny as you get me when you're going down on me...you could suck it off entirely, and I'd be in heaven!" she stated.

Chris sighed a bit more deeply, having given the pump another squeeze. Her clit now extending itself even further inside the tube than her mother had.

"Fuck...it's a tiny cock!" Rob observed leaning forward for a closer look.

"In a way yes," Jackie said chuckling.

"I could say...that you have a really big clit Rob!" Chris charged him. "You're always asking me if I've ever done anything with any of my girlfriends, or if I ever would...wondering if I'd enjoy sucking another woman's clit...while she sucked mine," Chris tossed out, though I think it was the heat and the excitement of the moment as to why she did so. Jackie and I locking eyes looking at one another briefly without comment.

Realizing what she'd just said perhaps, she blushed profusely, turning towards her mother. Jackie was doing the same looking at her.

"Have you?" she asked simply.

The one thing about Jackie was, I'd never known her to openly lie to anyone...especially the kids. She might evade the question, or not even answer it at all...but she never lie about something she'd been directly asked about.

"Yes...I have. But that's all I'm willing to admit to, at the moment," she told her. "We can talk about it later...but not right now."

"Hmm, naughty!" Chris chortled, causing her mother to blush even more. And then removed the clit sucker, her clit quickly slipping back in size a little, though she reached down, clasping it with her fingers. "Oooh, that is sensitive...in a good way!" She moaned. "Now...where the hells that rabbit?"

"I think I need something to drink," I said standing, actually wanting to change my observation, watching the two of them now sitting side by side. Each of them beautiful in their own unique way, and incredibly sensual looking, so uninhibitedly sitting there playing with themselves the way that they were. I poured myself a drink, walking around behind the couch, now looking down at them from above that way. One hand on my glass, the other on my dick, stroking.

"Hmm, I'm starting to get close with this thing," Chris moaned a bit deeper. She was letting her mother's toy pretty much do all the work, not even really fucking herself with it, as it rested just inside her pussy. The bands of small steel balls slowly rotating in opposite directions against one another, vibrating as well, while the "clit-tickler" on the rabbit she held pressed gently against her clit. "But what would really help push me over the edge here...is if someone was playing with my tits while I do this," she informed everyone. Looking towards her mother.

I was fairly certain it had been a direct request, but perhaps again side-stepping it with her, Jackie merely turned looking up towards me. "I'm sure your father would be more than happy to help you with that," she said as she sat working a slightly different vibrator in and out of her own pussy. "Wouldn't you dear?" She asked.

I had visions of us having another family discussion again at some point, but at the moment, I was only more than happy to reach over now clasping both of my daughter's breasts in hand, and begin caressing them, teasing them along with her nipples as she continued on, fucking herself with her mother's toy.

"Need some help too mom?" Rob asked anxiously, as she looked down at him on the floor. She laughed. "Sure...why not, like father...like son," she added simply. In a flash, Rob was standing next to me behind the couch as the two of us stood there, touching titty, watching the gals as they proceeded to masturbate towards pleasure, now urging one another on.

"God this is hot!" Chris exclaimed, her eyes looking a bit glazed now as she looked at her mother. "Oh fuck...I'm gonna come mom...I'm gonna cum!"

She didn't squirt this time, though she definitely got a lot more juicy. The sound of her liquid climax easily heard as she only now pummeled herself with the toy, truly fucking her cunt. Almost immediately upon seeing, and hearing her do that...Jackie came too. Tossing her head back against the headrest of the couch, Rob still holding onto her tits, watching, though the sexy whore in her now took over, crying out.

"Pull on them! Twist them baby...yank on my nipples for me!" She demanded. I was half expecting that. I knew that she came harder more forcefully whenever I did...though I knew when to do it unlike Rob. He quickly obeyed however doing just as she'd asked, and then came violently, thrashing, moaning, spanking her clit with the palm of her hand as she climaxed.

Rob and I stood looking at one another...grinning. Each of us still softly now, caressing the girls breasts until they had slowly come down from their intense, mutual orgasms.

"Whew...now I need a drink!" Jackie said standing up. Chris on the other hand still basking in her own Euphoria, the toy off now, though still buried deeply inside her where it for the moment remained.

"Ok..." Jackie said walking over handing me a fresh drink as well. "Now I think...it's our turn to watch you two!" With that, Chris opened her eyes, sitting up, suddenly awake and alert once again.

"Oh yeah...I do like seeing that," she stated. "I once watched Rob and a couple of his friends jerking off together a couple of months ago. That was fucking hot too!"

"When? Where?" Rob asked, genuinely surprised. "You did not! I didn't see you!"

She laughed. "Ah ha! Gotcha! So you really did do that didn't you!" She teased having tricked her brother into admitting that he had done that, when she'd obviously suspected it.

Suddenly, it was just like old times again, but with an interesting little twist.

"Listen, before we...I...do anything here. I am sort of curious about something else."

"What's that?" My wife asked answering me, though it was evident by the look she was giving Rob, she was still curious to hear more about what he'd said.

"Well, to be honest, I was sort of expecting to see whatever it was that the two of you went shopping for and picked up today."

"Yes well...about that," Jackie said looking at Chris. "We got those for another reason, though I told Chris that was something she and Rob needed to discuss first, and then come to you with. I'm not sure they have yet. Especially with everything that happened earlier on this evening," she added.

"No...we didn't, not really," Chris said looking over at her brother. "Only a little bit. But after what Rob told me about what you and he did today, I figured maybe you might consider it," she said. "So after I talked to mom...she said I'd better check with you first."

"About what?"

"We want to do a movie too daddy. Only not just Rob and I...you know? But all of us in it...together."

I looked over at Rob, he was hiding a smile. "Tell you what...let me think about it tonight, and we'll discuss it tomorrow. A bit late to do anything tonight now anyway. And I'd also like the chance to talk to mom on it some more as well. That sound ok with you two?" I asked including Rob now.

"That sounds fine daddy...tomorrow would probably be better anyway. Then mom and I can show our new sexy stuff off for both of you if you'd like. In the meantime...I think I'm ready to have a bit more fun again, watching you two."

"Ditto that," Jackie grinned giving me a mischievous look. "And I do think it's probably a good idea that your father and I chat about this a bit more before we finally decide if we're actually going to do that," she added. Though I couldn't help but wonder...if she wasn't so inclined to, why had they bought what they obviously did in the first place?

I knew better than to say anything though. Now, was definitely not the time. Especially when Jackie took my hand, and Chris then took Rob's leading us over to sit down beside one another there on the couch. The two of them then prostrated themselves there on the floor in front of us.

"Well?" Chris asked. "It's your turn!" she said.

"You heard your daughter...and you heard your sister," Jackie said first looking at me, and then at Rob. "Let's see some jerking off!"

To be continued...

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"It can't be a nude beach," the imp had said. "Or even a topless beach. That would be cheating. It has to be a normal public beach. Where someone sells ice cream."

"What if I get arrested?" I had asked.

The imp had just shrugged, but I was horny enough that I was now sitting nearly naked in my car in the parking lot of a local beach.

I'd tried to pick a place and a time that wouldn't have too many people around. I had come on a school day morning, so there were no little kids in the area. This particular beach was at the very end of a long public section, and the parking lot was pretty small. Of course, today it happened to be completely full, so I had to park by the side of the road. That meant a longer walk before I hit sand, but I figured that didn't really matter, because I was going to be exposed plenty long today, anyway. I looked around and didn't see anybody, so I took a deep breath, stepped out of the car, and slipped off the cover-up I'd been wearing. I tossed it on the seat, closed and locked the door behind me, and put my keys on top of the front tire.

I was standing outside now in the skimpiest "bathing suit" I'd ever worn in my life.

Of course, my outfit was specially designed by the imp, that horny bastard. My swimsuit bottom had magically arrived in the mail yesterday – a sheer black "C-string." You know, one of those new things that doesn't even have any straps, it just squeezes itself over your pussy and up through your ass crack. I have to admit it felt pretty amazing to wear, because I definitely knew it was there, but it was almost like nothing was there, you know?

The imp had told me to wear pasties over my nipples, but I pointed out I didn't own any. He said we'd have to do something about that, and I asked why he hadn't just ordered me some along with the C-string. He smiled and said he had a plan, and then he asked me if I liked the white stuff inside Oreo cookies.

The sticky stuff the imp gave me to hold the two cookie halves on seemed to be working okay so far, but I was worried about my Oreo pasties sliding off once I started walking and my B-cups got to bouncing a bit. They barely covered my areolas as it was.

I walked carefully on the hot pavement, though it didn't really seem to be hurting my bare feet. More of the imp's work? There were probably a couple dozen cars in the parking lot, filling not just the legal spaces but every place a car could be wedged in. Mine was the only car parked outside the lot, on the side of the road. It looked like there would be plenty of people at the beach today after all to see my pasty white naked body, covered by nothing more than a thin strip of sheer cloth and two cookies.

A teenage kid, obviously cutting school to go surfing, came out from behind a big conversion van carrying his board toward the crossover just as I was walking by. He kind of did a double take, then said, "After you, Miss Hottie," with a sweep of one hand. He was clearly underage but cute, and my nipples hardened against the Oreos. I blew him a kiss and walked past him onto the wooden crossover to the beach. I could feel his stare on my bare ass, so I swung it from side to side as I walked on the boards. My horniness was starting to overpower my nervousness and make me a little light-headed.

I stepped down the stairway and onto the sand, still self-conscious about how pale my skin was. I'd never been much of a beach bunny before (even though I had sneaked off to the nude beach a couple of times) and I didn't even have tan lines. I never tanned much, anyway, I tended just to burn instead.

There were people everywhere, lounging on beach towels, walking in the surf, riding the morning waves, strolling on the beach. So much for picking a slow day. A few people started to notice me, and stare. One guy made a wolf whistle sound, and then it felt like every eye on the beach was on me. I was really nervous, but God was I turned on. My nipples felt like little diamonds, they were so hard, and I didn't know how the Oreos were still staying attached to them.

I walked down to the edge of the water and stuck a toe in, and made a show of shivering. It wasn't actually all that cold, but making my tits bounce around in front of all these people felt really good. I sat down on the sand and let the waves lick at my pussy through the sheer fabric of the C-string. I sat there for several minutes, feeling the cool water wash up my legs and over the smooth skin of my cunt, tickling my hard clit, then slide back down my practically nude body. I was breathing harder and harder, in time with the surf. Before very long, I found myself right on the edge of having an orgasm, and I had to force myself to stop, stand up, and breathe normally. I brushed the sand off my ass as I turned away from the water. Better to be insanely horny than satisfied for what I needed to do.

I had been on the beach now for nearly five minutes, and I noticed that almost everyone, man or woman, was still watching me. I stood facing them with my hands on my hips and my legs slightly spread, dripping water and pussy juice right through the C-string. My clit was so hard I thought I could see it poking against the sheer black fabric when I looked down. What was it guys thought about to keep from cumming? Baseball, that was it. I tried to remember how many innings were in a game, how many outs in an inning, how many strikes in an out. Did I mention I'm not very big on sports? Anyway, it was the first time I had ever actually tried to keep from having an orgasm, which I had been about to do just standing there with my legs spread in front of all these people with that C-string fabric rubbing against my pussy, and it seemed to work.

When I had calmed down enough to walk, I headed up the beach, toward the ice cream stand. I had specific assignments today from the imp, certain marks I had to hit, and ice cream was next on the list.

Luckily, the guy selling ice cream wasn't too far away. I only had to walk about five minutes to reach the little building, swinging my ass the whole way. I was really turned on by showing off so much, and the thought of what I had to do next, the script I had to follow, was making me wetter and wetter. I wasn't sure whether to be relieved or disappointed that there was no one in line for ice cream, or really even anywhere near the stand. Maybe it was too early in the morning for the ice cream rush to begin.

I propped my elbows on the counter, and my Oreo-tipped tits swayed back and forth. "Hi," I told the guy, "I'd like a small vanilla cone with Oreo bits on it."

"I can tell you like Oreos," the guy said. He watched my breasts while he pulled the soft-serve ice cream, so I kept them moving for his benefit.

He handed me the cone and I said, "Where are my Oreo bits?"

"We're all out," the guy said. He smiled. Maybe he already knew what I was going to do.

The imp had assured me the sticky stuff on my nipples was non-toxic. I was a little bit afraid it might be imp cum, but I guess I had eaten worse. So I didn't hesitate to pull first the left, then the right Oreo cookie right off the ends of my tits and crumble them over the ice cream cone. The cool ocean breeze across my now bare nipples felt wonderful, and once again I felt almost ready to cum just standing there.

"You should do my job," the ice cream guy said. "You'd make a fortune."

I smiled at him and took a bite out of the ice cream cone. With my free hand I pinched my nipples and made them stand out even more. I was turned on and so, I could tell, was the guy.

"Um, that'll be four bucks," he stammered.

"I don't have any money," I said, and I licked the ice cream.

"Well, um, then you'll have to give the ice cream back."

I touched the ice cream to each of my nipples in turn, and stood up straighter, poking my chest at him. "You can take it back lick by lick," I said.

He didn't have to be told twice. He licked my right nipple, sucked on it, and ate all the ice cream off of it, and I came hard.

Luckily there was a counter between me and the guy, or I would have ejaculated all over him just like I did the guy at the laser hair removal place. As it was, my cum sprayed right through the flimsy C-string fabric and splatted against my side of the ice cream counter. My orgasm seemed to go on and on while his tongue flicked over my nipple, and I know I moaned long and loud. I thought the noise of my juices slapping the wood was pretty loud, too, but the guy didn't even notice as he moved to my left nipple and sucked that one clean also.

I gave him back four more nipplefuls of ice cream, and I came really hard and long once more in the process, but then I said, "Look, I've already eaten some of this stuff so I can't give it all back to you. Maybe I can find something besides cash to give you as payment."

He leaned back, ice cream around his mouth, and looked at me funny.

"How about the rest of my swimsuit?" I said. His eyes widened, which I took as a yes, so I stepped back a bit from the counter so he could see, pulled off the C-string with a flick of my wrist, and slapped it down on the counter.

It made a squishy noise, since it was soaked with my pussy juice. The guy didn't seem to mind. He smiled at it, so I took that opportunity to walk away, eating my ice cream cone, rubbing my bare and now fully exposed pussy.

Now I was completely nude on a public beach, but I was so fucking horny that I just didn't care. I'd come a couple of times, but somehow that had only turned me on that much more. I'm sure this was part of the imp's work, too. I felt wetness running down my legs as I walked back toward the more crowded part of the beach, eating ice cream and pinching my nipples. God, I needed to come again so bad.

I finished off my cone and headed toward a beach towel with one guy on it by himself, back near the rocks. I wasn't ready for everyone to see my naked bod, not just yet. He wasn't the most attractive guy, but he was really pale like me, so he was bound to have SPF 50 with him. They guy couldn't help staring at my nude body as I approached.

"Hi," I said to him. "Can I sit on your towel?"

"Uh, sure!" He jumped up and stood beside it.

I grinned as I sat down on the end closest to the ocean, facing the water. "I think it's big enough we'll both fit."

"Oh. Okay!" He plopped down on the other end, facing my naked back.

"Would you rub some suntan lotion on my back, hon? I don't want to get sunburned walking around naked out here."

"Sure!" I heard him squeeze out a blob of lotion on his hand, then begin gently massaging it into my lower back.

"Mmmm, that feels good," I said. I pulled my long hair up and held it above my head with both hands, showing off my boobs to the guys walking by on the beach. It sure seemed like there were a lot them, and they weren't walking very far before they turned around and strolled back by me. "Don't forget my shoulders."

"Okay!" he said, and he rubbed white stuff on my shoulders and neck, too.

I shifted to sit crosslegged, the better to show my wet, hairless pussy to all the people starting to stare at me. When my lotion guy was done with my back, I stretched back first one arm, then the other for him to take care of. Then I stood up.

"How about my legs and my ass now, babe?"

His only answer was a squirt of lotion, and then I felt him start with my ankles and work his way up. When he reached my bare butt, he just kept rubbing it over and over, more and more gently. I've never cum from any kind of ass-play, but I was so horny today I finally had to make him stop, and then I turned and knelt facing him.

"Now my tits, please," I said, and I could tell this was what he'd been waiting for. Just before he squeezed the lotion into his hand, I said, "Wait." He gave me a confused look. "Take those off first," I said, pointing to his trunks.

He hesitated, but only for a couple of seconds. I could see he didn't want to waste the opportunity to rub lotion all over a nude woman's breasts, so he quickly slipped off his suit, exposing himself in front of all those people, too. A throbbing hard-on bounced as he knelt back down.

I picked up the lotion and placed a dab on each of my nipples. "Do my nipples first," I ordered. "Just use one finger." Using his index finger, he rubbed the lotion all around my left areole, then circled the sides of my protruding nipple, then brushed over the tip. I closed my eyes and moaned, and I tried to think about baseball again. He did the right nipple then, and I held my bottom lip between my teeth.

When my nipples were good and covered, he squirted out more lotion and gently massaged it into my chest. He cupped my breasts in his hands several times, and I just breathed deeply and enjoyed it.

"Don't forget my tummy and then...my pussy." I felt his hands probe lower at my command. Still kneeling, I spread my thighs wide to give him access.

My lotion guy rubbed my stomach for a few seconds, but he soon moved right between my legs. This was what I'd been waiting for. I grabbed his hand and guided him where I needed. First his palm over my whole pussy, then slowly working up to two fingers stroking my clit. Once I got him there, I pinched my nipples and twisted them and moaned and came hard once again. I soaked his towel (and a lot of him, too), but he didn't seem to care.

"Okay," I panted, "I think I'm good and covered now." On an impulse I grabbed the lotion out of his hand and smiled at him. "But we need to make sure you don't get a nasty burn either."

I pushed him back so he was lying partly on the sand, propped on his elbows so he could still watch my tits bounce as I squirted some of the suntan lotion into my hand. I laid my palm gently on his penis, and rubbed the cool white stuff lightly onto his shaft. "We don't want your cock to get all burned, do we?" I squeezed more lotion from the bottle directly onto his scrotum. "Those balls need to be covered, too."

I dropped the lotion bottle and began rubbing his cock up and down with my right hand while I massaged the lotion into his balls with my left. I did it very slowly at first, loving the feel of his hard, slippery penis in my hands. As I started beating his cock faster and faster, I looked toward the ocean and saw a whole crowd of guys watching me now. Even from twenty or thirty feet away the tents in their suits were pretty obvious. I winked at one of them, right when lotion guy said, "Oh! I'm going to cum!"

I turned back in time to see him covering his stomach and chest with his own white stuff. His elbows came out from under him and he collapsed on the towel, looking exhausted. I gently rubbed his cum into his body, and said, "There now, baby, all safe from the hot sun." I got up and ran my hands over my own body, checking that every inch was protected. I was really scared about getting a bad sunburn, and I hoped the imp knew what he was doing.

I left my lotion guy exhausted and lying half off of his beach towel, still nude. I grinned, knowing the imp would be pleased I'd gotten someone else naked. But now I had hit all my marks, and it was time to beat a hasty retreat. I still had a fear of getting picked up by the cops, and I didn't want to push my luck.

"Would you like to rub some lotion on me now, baby?" Some guy had walked up from behind me while I wasn't paying attention. He was really dark, clearly someone who spent a lot of time in the sun.

I tried to back away gracefully. "Sorry, hon, it's time for me to leave. Maybe next time." I smiled and I willed him not to be a creep.

"Okay," he said, and he smiled back. "Wow, that instant tan lotion really works, huh?"

I had no idea what he was talking about until I looked down at my own naked body and said, "Omigod!" My skin was a deep bronze color, as dark as the guy I'd just been talking to, all except for my nipples which remained a luscious pink that really stood out against my now well-tanned tits. I held my long hair in my hand and saw that it had been seriously bleached by the sun to a color so blond it was almost white. I looked like I had spent months out in the sun, and I had only been on the beach for a couple of hours today.

"Cool," I said, and I had a spring in my step as I strode back to the crosswalk. The imp had paid me off beautifully for my performance today. Plus, I had really enjoyed the experience, and had had some of the most intense orgasms of my life, and it looked like I was getting away with it. I walked over the crosswalk nude, and thought about how, even though I might have exposed myself before, I was now truly hooked on exhibitionism.

I reached the parking lot, turned toward my car, and...it was gone.

Gone! It must have been towed for being parked illegally! Now what?

"Omigod, Miss Hottie!" It was the surfer kid again. "You look like you need a ride!"

How could I say no?

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Suffering from burnout, elementary school teacher Sandra Cranston is on leave and trying to eliminate stress from her life. That plan is blown when she discovers an abandoned carriage deep in the woods. Inside is a man, Jerrod Ross, who fuels all of her wicked Regency dreams and fantasies. Take him home? Sure, why not?
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Torn between duty and desire, past and future, the hardest thing Sandra and Jerrod will do is admit their feelings. Or say—goodbye.

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Excerpt: Sandra winked then picked up the shave cream and dispensed some into her hands, mixed it between her palms, and spread a thin film over his face. In response, he spread his legs wide, allowing her to step in closer. Good God, he was hard as stone. All this talk of shaving, the touching, her nearness. Jerrod gazed up at her, his heart thumping madly in his chest.
Though she appeared somewhat nervous, he definitely could see desire swimming in her lovely eyes. How satisfying. Picking up the Fusion, Sandra flicked the button and a low hum filled the silence surrounding them. When her breasts slightly brushed by his cheek, he couldn’t stop the low growl from rumbling deep in his chest. Using one finger, he swiped away the bit of shave cream from her sweater, right on the nipple. Barely there contact, but enough to have the simmering flame between them roar to life.
He slid across the seat so his thighs touched her leg, reached behind her back, and eased her down until she sat on his leg. “Shave me,” he whispered hoarsely. Sandra held the razor to the base of his throat and began a slow ascent to his chin. She twisted, turning toward the sink, and ran the razor under warm water before turning back to him. Giving him a soft, sultry smile, she scraped him again.
Her free hand followed the ascent of the blade, gently caressing his shaved cheek. God, he was tempted to kiss her right then, instead he leaned back and let her tender strokes lull him into relaxation. Closing his eyes, he came to the realization he could become used to this very easily. Some minutes passed and Sandra continued with her task. In his time, he usually shaved himself since he was not keen to have a valet fussing around him. However, having her sitting in his lap perilously close to his throbbing erection, with her warm, sultry breath surrounding him, appealed to him greatly.
“Kiss me,” he commanded, keeping his voice low and quiet. Setting the razor on the counter, she patted his face dry with a cloth, then leaned in and laid her lips against his. A jolt of heat rolled through him. Tilting his head, Jerrod delved deeper, cupping her cheeks to hold her still while he tasted her. Sweet and hot, like a dish of honey warmed over the flame. He swiped his tongue along her plump lower lip and she opened in invitation. The kiss grew fierce, both of them hungrily exploring. Sandra met the thrusts of his tongue with insistent plunges of her own. Passionate. Intoxicating. Yes. This was a kiss worth traveling through time for.

AUTHOR INFO: Karyn lives in a small town in the western corner of Ontario, Canada. She whiles away her spare time writing and reading romance while drinking copious amounts of Earl Grey tea. Tortured heroes are a must. A multi-published author with a few bestsellers under her belt, Karyn loves to write historicals, particularly in the Victorian era. She also writes the occasional contemporary.
As long as she can avoid being hit by a runaway moose in her wilderness paradise she assumes everything is golden.

Karyn’s been happily married for a long time to her own hero. His encouragement keeps her moving forward.

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  • There's nothing wrong with a girl wanting a bigger d***. What's wrong is the way some girls treat guys with small d***s. The comments some guys post on this site about things girls have said to them are ridiculous. Girls, there's no reason to be mean or laugh at a guy for being small - it's not his fault, and it's completely out of his control. Blaming him for it is like blaming a type I diabetic for not being able to make insulin. Chances are that he already feels insecure about it (for obvious reasons). Why cause somebody more pain, especially when they've done nothing to deserve it?

    Maybe a few of you reading this mistreat small guys and justify your actions because you're annoyed/angry with them for "wasting your time." If that's the case, do you really expect somebody with unfortunate genetics to go their whole lives without trying to find love? Other people have hopes, dreams, and feelings just like you. They have one life just like you - it's all they're ever going to experience, and it carries just as much significance as yours does whether you value it or not [[I'm not making any statements about religion here...don't read too far into it]]. If you had a similar problem, I seriously doubt you would choose to completely give up and miss out on some of the greatest experiences in life just so that you don't cause anybody a minor inconvenience. As people, all we can really do is take what we've been given and try to do the absolute best we can with it. You can't blame a guy with a small d*** for trying (granted that he isn't intentionally misleading you about his size for an extended period of time...that's wrong, too).

    If you're never going to be happy with a small guy, there's nothing wrong with leaving him as long as you're tactful about it. I just don't get why society sees having a small d*** as such a shameful thing (and even condones/encourages the shaming). Shaming isn't acceptable when you're talking about learning disabilities, mental retardation, or Huntington's disease (all of which eventually limit your opportunities for employment, but won't cause you to be mocked during your job interview), so why should it be for anything else that's always been completely beyond somebody's control?

  • There are about a 1000 girls who've said on this site repeatedly, that size does not matter.

    And a tiny fraction who say it does.

    You ignore the majority because you WANT to believe that your small d*** is a problem.

    Lesbians don't even have a d***, and they are capable of bringing their partner to orgasm using mouth, fingers and toys. You think a guy with a small d*** has less to work with than a lesbian?

    The fact is, young guys may be worried about the size of their d***s, but most guys as they get older, realize that the d*** is just one more tool in a very large tool box.

    It's the sad pathetic types (who usually wind up paying some Dominatrix to call them small d***ed worms so they can get their rocks off) who obsess about d*** size until they are old and grey.

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    You're pathetic. Truly pathetic. For reasons that have nothing to do with your d***.

    • You do realize that I was saying that size doesn't matter right? I even stated that if a guy knew what he was doing, he doesn't even need a d*** to satisfy his woman. Which will coincide with your lesbian section.

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  • You might not need a d*** to satisfy a girl in the sense of getting her to orgasm, but there's something a **** inside you that feels so damn good. And I don't think I could go without that. Don't even mention toys 'cause they aren't even in the same ballpark. It just doesn't feel the same.

    • This isn't something most girls admit, thank you I guess.

    • Why are people thinking I'm talking about size here? I'm just talking about disagreeing with the fact that a man wouldn't need a d*** at all in order for me to be satisfied. Clearly misunderstood.

    • I meant the d*** part feels good. :D

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  • Size matters.

    No amount of good foreplay makes up for sucky sex.

    • So what you just said to me is that the size of the d*** determines whether or not the sex is going to be good.

    • Yes micro d*cks (yes they exist) aren't gonna have much.

    • * much luck LOL on the thumbs down damn why are guys so emotional over their size?

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  • This what girls really think of dick:
    http://www.misterpoll.com/polls/368041/results

  • Thanks for clearing that up.

  • Size matters to me cuz I’m petite, so anything bigger than the average size would hurt lol

  • A small penis can really satisfy a women as long as she doesn't care about the size and she cares about the man. She will have many vaginal orgasms and generally a good sex life.

    Now , to answer the question. Yes it is definitely matters to all women because a bigger one gives an incredible variety of ways to have sex and also it makes the penis a huge attraction to women for giving oral , for feeling that they satisfy a man that has nothing to be embarrassed of and finally the penetration is much more adventurous than a small penis. With a small penis the penetration feels pretty much the same form the beginning to the end while with a large penis (and a good lover) the woman will go through many more chapters until climax and that doesn't mean that she has to feel pain . Most women are more likely to try anal penetration with a big penis that with a small one for the same reasons knowing that the experience will be unique.

    I think that size is very important but hey , nobody is perfect , so it always comes down to the man and the women and if they do like each other.

  • according to your female answers, now you know why even average guys get insecurities about their size

    • the dude below you hits it right on with the first three lines... well the second line is only one word but yeah.

    • so far you have 2 size queens answering

    • Size queens really? So if a girl wants more pleasure and she finds a 4 incher better she's a size queen or is a size queen only girls who prefer penises bigger than yours?

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tagLoving WivesJohn & Argie Ch. 02

John & Argie Ch. 02

byParis Waterman©

Chapter 2.

John's Sexual History – Part 2

"So, how're ya holding up Doc? Got some fingers plowing into that pussy yet? I'm willing to bet you've gotten off already and can't wait for our next session. That couch of yours looks like it could stand a lively fuck or three. I hope we can get it on Doc. I'm whacking off right now, spewing long ropes of jizm onto the floor. Now I've gotta shut this recorder off while I clean this mess up before my lovely wife comes home."

"I constantly think of women and sex, and in turn, must relieve myself several times a day. I have sex with my wife and, while she never says no, it is not enough, and my mind still wanders and fantasizes. She is the greatest and I know this, but am not sure how to stop these thoughts and actions. I am not bragging when I say this, only trying to open and honest; but I have slept with over a hundred girls; mostly unprotected, and I thank God I've been lucky, health wise. I have been careful to be tested many times. I have been with my wife for 22 years and screwed around while we were going steady, when we were engaged, and even on our honeymoon. Whenever I'm tempted I make a move on the woman in question. I think it extraordinary that so many of them respond favorably. Quite frankly, I don't understand this, and if you can shed some light on it, Doc I would appreciate it.

"Oh, yeah, the next girl was named, Joanie. Believe it or not, my mother fixed me up with her. She was new in town, about to go off to college, and her mother met mine, and so on. Anyway, I was given some spending money to take her to the movies and went over to her place to pick her up sight unseen. I guess this was my first blind date. It goes without saying that I was stunned at finding a real beauty waiting for me. I think from what followed, that she liked what she saw as well.

"The movie theater was about half full, for we had arrived for an early performance, we diligently finished our popcorn and soda, and settled back to watch the film. After twenty minutes I finally put my arm around Joanie's shoulders. There was a sense of welcome in this and my confidence soared. I moved my face a fraction of an inch toward hers. Joanie moved too, and not away. Ever so slowly, we inched closer. I could smell her fragrance, and had an erection that was probably worth considering a deadly weapon.

"Then we kissed each other for the first time. I had learned something about kissing from Barbara. It turned out that Joanie had little experience in kissing. Something I had to struggle to understand given her good looks and all.

"Her lips were soft and warm. I knew enough not to force my tongue into her mouth, and contented myself with gently sucking on first her lower lip, and them on the upper. Just licking and sucking and it drove Joanie wild.

"We came up for air and she gasped, "Wherever did you learn to kiss like that?"

"I told her the truth. "I had a girlfriend last year. We fooled around some."

"I've never had a boyfriend," she said wistfully, then stared into my eyes. "Would you like to kiss me again?"

"Yes I would."

"We repeated the kiss, and Joanie was moaning quietly in my arms.

"Want to make the kisses better?" I asked.

"Sure . . . how?" Joanie asked with a natural curiosity.

"When you feel my lips, open your mouth just a little."

"She did so, and rather than rush my tonguing, I licked and sucked each lips again, and when she moaned, I sent my tongue out and between her parted lips. I found her tongue and touched it sending a shock throughout Joanie's nervous system. I pulled back and waited for her response. A second or two went by, and it seemed an eternity to me, as I wondered if I'd gone too far. But then her tongue ventured out after mine, as she grew to understand what was happening. Our tongues flicked and prodded, teasing each another; our mutual hunger feeding on it. I grew daring enough to put a hand on her ass, and gently squeezed her soft resilient flesh. She moaned with delight.

"Suddenly Joanie gasped and pulled away.

"I know, I know," I said quickly, "It's kinda shocking at first, but trust me, you'll love this. Give it another chance, please?"

"Okay, but it did frighten me."

"Close your eyes and we'll start over, okay?'

"Okay," she said, closing her eyes, and this time my tongue slipped in and began the wonderful exploration of her virgin mouth. Within a minute Joanie was holding my face in her hands and hungrily tonguing me back.

"We took a short break and I said, "You've never necked before, have you?"

"Never," Joanie responded, laying her head on my chest. "But I like it a lot."

"I knew things would get even better when her hand began rubbing my chest through the sweater I wore; and, twisting in her arms, I reached out to caress her face.

"I want you to understand something Joanie," I said. I don't do this with just anyone." I sensed all resistance that might be left melting. "I want to hold you tight, and we really can't do it here because of all the people around us. "

"Should we just leave then?" Joanie asked, obviously having no experience in such matters at all.

"I think it best, yeah."

"We left the movie house and walked a half block to an alley. I guided Joanie into the ally and discovered that it had a slight curve that afforded us cover from being seen by passersby in the street.

"It's not the cleanest place in the world, Joanie, by we have our privacy."

"Ignoring my comment, Joanie's husky voice pleaded, "Kiss me again, please, Johnny,"

I heard the urgency in her voice, and took her in my arms and kissed her hard. She responded in kind. The kiss gained heat, and my hands came to her face, holding her cheeks in my own palms, guiding her. Joanie's lips worked hungrily against mine, and I felt and heard her moan into my throat.

"Urging my hips into her, I gave Joanie a taste of my erection.

"Breaking off the kiss, she looked at me and sighed. "Did I do that to you?"

"Yes," I said keeping it simple.

"I pulled her back against it, and within seconds Joanie drove her crotch up to make contact with my hardon. This was my first and finest moment in dry humping. Joanie's too, for that matter, only I suppose I shouldn't speak for her. She might have had better some other time. But that first time is special though. Between the tonguing and grinding, Joanie was going mad with desire.

"Into her ear I husked, "I wish we didn't have these clothes between us while we're doing this," and emphasized my words with a long, hard rub of her groin with his.

"Maybe we can," she gasped, "just this once."

"My tongue left her lips and went to the hollow of her throat. Joanie groaned out loud as my throbbing prick pushed into once again. Joanie went wild, pumping her pelvis into mine with a frenzy that frightened me to some extent. I still believe to this day that we both came. I know I did. And I know that Joanie shuddered convulsively and went slack in my arms, but I never asked.

"You'll have to excuse me," I told her as she stood with her head hanging down, unable to look at me.

"I, err, I came in my shorts, and I need to clean it up, so please don't freak out on me. I'm gonna take my penis out. But just to clean it off, all right?"

"I guess," she mumbled, her head still down.

"Yanking my jeans down, I quickly pushed my jockeys to my knees and wiped myself off with a handkerchief. Glancing at Joanie, I found her staring wide-eyed at my dick. Now I had just come, but it wasn't shriveled up at all. In fact it was still formidable in size.

"I knew she had never seen one before and so I risked everything and said, "Go on, touch it if you want to."

"But she didn't."

"With her eyes fixed on my dick, her hands went under her skirt and she pulled her white cotton panties down around her ankles; then freed one foot by kicking from the leg hole. It was my turn to stare, and I did, taking in her pubes and the narrow brown patch of pubic hair covering her pussy lips.

"My dick twitched, and made her laugh nervously. "I can't believe we're doing this," Joanie said.

"Me neither," was my best response.

"Tentatively, Joanie wrapped her hand around my engorged cock, slowly stroking at first, but then after I made it throb in her fist, she opened her hand and looked at it as it lay in her palm.

"What . . . What's this?" Joanie asked, as a large drop of precum seeped out of the tip of my dick.

"It's what's called precum," I told her. "It kinda lubricates the head of my . . . you know."

"I see," she replied, absently running her thumb over the head of my dick, spreading the slippery liquid evenly over the entire surface.

"Now what?" Joanie asked, as she studied the veins running the length of my manhood.

"You wanna jerk me off?" I asked, hoping I got a yes.

"She licked her lower lip, and said, "How?"

"Like before when you were pumping it up and down with your hand."

"This way?" Joanie responded, jerking me off perfectly.

"Exactly . . . boy you catch on quick, don't you?"

"Joanie gave me a shy smile, "I try," she said, looking intently at her work.

"Squeeze it hard, Joanie. You won't hurt it, go ahead and squeeze."

She did, and it was wonderful. I was thinking how to get her to suck it, when Joanie said, "Do you want to play with my titties?"

"If you think its okay."

"Of course it is. I wouldn't have asked otherwise."

"My fingers shook as I pulled her sweater up and over her head. I laid it carefully on my jeans to keep it clean and looked down at her bra covered tits. Her nipples already aroused, strained against the twin cups constraining them. I kissed one through the silky fabric of her bra, causing Joanie to moan with pleasure.

"God that feels good," she whispered, as if we were in church. "Please, do it again?"

"This time I followed the kiss with a languorous lick. Joanie was stroking my boner with one hand while the other rumpled my hair. I nipped the nipple and felt Joanie tremble.

"The other one, quick . . . do the other one!"

"Moving to the other breast, I repeated my actions, this time adding a gentle breeze after sucking the nipple through the silky material by blowing on the turgid bud.

"Her hand was moving more rapidly upon my dick, masturbating furiously, and I knew I'd be spurting soon and tried to hold back.

"Take my bra off . . ." Joanie groaned, and I noted that she was trembling again.

"I fumbled with the catch. It wasn't the last time that's happened to me. It still does from time to time. Suddenly I managed it, and the bra cups came off in my hands. I slid the straps off her shoulders and down her arms. I felt the bra fall away, and laid it on top of her sweater, and then gazed at her marvelous chest. Joanie's tits were bigger than Barbara's. Hell, Barbara's were mosquito bites with small nipples. Joanie had little pear shaped titties with strawberry tipped nipples. I still think today that they were magnificent, perfectly in scale with the rest of her young, lithe body.

"My eyes must have been big as saucers. My mouth closed around her naked breast for the first time. The pleasure shot straight to my brain, and to my crotch. I felt myself boiling over and began doing multiplication tables in my head to keep from focusing on what I didn't want to happen so soon.

"I bit a little too hard and Joanie cried out in pain.

"Sorry, sorry," I said, in consternation, for I had loved biting down on them, yet realized how tender they must be. I made a note to investigate that aspect of tit play, for there had to be a way to do it without causing pain.

"Joanie promptly gave me the answer. "I like it when you bite them, but not so hard. Be gentle with them, all right?"

"Mmmm," I replied already back attacking her other nipple with my teeth.

"Ummm, that's better, oh yeah, that's nice, very nice."

"Joanie was stroking slowly now, as if she too sensed how close I was to coming. I buried my face between her breasts, softly kissing and licking the sides of each breast in turn, as she moaned contentedly and increased both the pressure on my dick and the pace of her strokes.

"I . . . "I'm gonna come, Joanie, watch out!"

"She gave me one last jerk, and I spurted three consecutive long lines against the alley wall. It was Joanie's turn to be wide-eyed as she looked on in awe at my dick's performance.

"Wow!" So that's what its like. I mean if it was inside me . . . so that's how we get pregnant," she said more to herself than me.

"When I finished, I whipped out my already stained hanky and cleaned the rest off of my dick, then let it hang limply in front of me.

"It's so small . . . what happened?" Joanie asked.

"I'm not sure. I think the blood rushes in when I get hot, and after I come it leaves my dick and goes . . . well, I don't know where it goes. I don't know where it comes from either." I said.

"Joanie nodded her head in acceptance. And I got another idea."

"My finger lightly glossed over her pussy lips and Joanie jumped in alarm.

"Easy," I said to reassure her. "I'm only doing for you what you did for me."

"Oh, I didn't understand . . ."

"She was obviously willing to let me proceed and I did. I knelt in front of her and reached out and spread her pussy lips apart. I saw her clit peeking out of its hiding place and mentally thanked Barbara for telling me all about clits. My thumb bumped against it, and Joanie let loose with a high pitched, "Oooo!"

"From that point on, I alternated using a finger to fuck her pussy and my thumb to titillate her clit. She was forced to turn and lean her hands against the alley wall while I positioned myself between her legs for the fingering. Joanie began rocking against my hand.

"Y... Y... Yes," she panted, as I increased the tempo of my finger fucking. I distinctly remember my finger was only entering her to my second knuckle before meeting the resistance of her hymen.

"You're so . . . g . . . good at this . . . how?"

"She couldn't finish her sentence, but closed her eyes and concentrated on her impending orgasm. She started pounding her pubes against my finger, and at some point I broke her hymen. I don't know exactly when, for there wasn't sufficient light for me to spot the little blood that Joanie shed.

"Deeper . . . Go deeper," she urged me and without giving it another thought, I did so. Perhaps that's when it happened although I've always suspected it was earlier and she knew exactly when it happened and then urged me on and in. Later Joanie confessed that she'd wanted me as deep in her as possible. She'd dreamed that she was open so wide that I was virtually crawling inside her pussy.

"We both fumbled getting dressed and walked back to the movie theater, and I hailed a cab and took Joanie home.

"Will I see you again?" I asked at her doorstep. We knew her mother was looking out at us through the blinds.

"Yes, sure, when?" Joanie blurted.

"After school . . . tomorrow?" I suggested.

"Neat! Okay for sure then, tomorrow!" and she turned to enter her house.

"Wait!" I called out.

Joanie turned and gave me a puzzled look.

"Where will we meet?"

"Oh . . . why not c'mon over here."

"I rolled my eyes, and made her laugh. I liked her laugh, it was genuine.

"No, no," she said, "no problem. My mom will leave us alone as long as we're quiet. You can be quiet can't you?" she said teasing me.

"As a church mouse," I responded, making her laugh again.

"And her mother did leave us alone the next day, and the next. She shouldn't have, for we fucked like rabbits each and every time she left the room. The following month we learned that Joanie was pregnant. That ended that. Instead of going off to college, she went to an aunt's to have the baby and I was told I was grounded forever. Joanie's family, not surprisingly, moved several months later.

"I got a letter from Joanie a year later. The baby, our baby, had been put up for adoption. It was a girl. In the letter Joanie told me she didn't regret a thing that happened and would do it over again if possible. She was seeing another guy, and her mother had her on the pill, just in case. I was not to try and see her. On that she was emphatic. But she did tell me that she had loved me fiercely during our all too brief time together and I found that very consoling, for I too had found a new friend.

END of Tape 1.

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