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“Ting!” The sound of my phone telling me I had a new text. I glanced down to see who it was from. Angie. Perfect.

“Still on for tonight?” it read.

“Wouldn’t miss it!” I replied.

“Me either!” came back.

Angie was a woman I’d met off of Craigslist. My son had gone off on an impromptu sleepover at a friend’s house, leaving me with no plans for the evening. I’d posted a Craigslist ad saying I had suddenly had an evening free and that it would be fun to meet for a drink and perhaps other adult activities. I hadn’t put much hope in it, but figured nothing ventured, nothing gained.

Somewhat to my surprise, I got several emails fairly quickly, and wound up going out with one of the women who emailed. Sure enough, we had a couple of drinks and wound up back at her apartment for the night. As you might guess, it was a terrific night – she was very attractive as well as adventurous.

I got a few more emails the next day as well, and a couple more even after that. One in particular was fun – wondered if the offer was only good the night before or in the future, and saying she appreciated correct grammar and spelling, as well as including a picture. And that she desperately needed a distraction from her suburban, SUV driving, married (‘we can talk about that later’) life.

So of course I wrote back. We emailed back and forth a few times, and wound up meeting at a restaurant/bar we both knew and hit it off, even kissing a bit awkwardly at her car. We kept emailing/texting/talking, waiting on a chance to get together and finally were able to. A couple of mimosas and a foot massage for her later, we wound up stripping each other and had amazing sex. But that’s a story for a different time . . .

We’d stayed in touch and had gotten together when we could – with her still being married and with a couple of kids, and with me having my son half-time, it wasn’t always easy to coordinate. But we managed, and it was worth it every time – she was sexy as hell, she thought I was also, and sex-wise we fit well. And I don’t mean in the anatomical sense, though that was true also. We were equally adventurous, and on the same page. It worked well for both of us.

We had even made it out a few times, to places where no one was likely to recognize her. She’d thought about stepping out for a long time, as her husband was rather lacking, so she’d worked through a lot of the potential issues emotionally beforehand. As she had explained, she still put a lot of effort into taking care of herself and he didn’t, so she wasn’t attracted to him sexually.

Tonight was a night we’d just planned to stay in. She’d said she and her friend Tracie were headed to the mountains for the night, which they’d done somewhat regularly together in the past, so we’d have all night and the luxury of waking up next to each other. Usually we’d talk over a couple of drinks and some snacks, have a movie or music on in the background, and slowly, teasingly, come together. Not always – there’d been times when we just had to have the other, and would start kissing and stripping the other as soon as she walked in the door.

“Ting!” My phone went off again. It was Angie – probably saying she was on the way or something similar. I felt myself stirring at the thought and read over the text.

“OK if Tracie comes along?” I read. Tracie was her best friend, married to a guy who was a complete ass according to Angie. They had also spent an absolutely torrid night together in Vegas on a girls-only trip, and videoed it. Angie had insisted on showing it to me not long after we started sleeping together, and damn it was HOT! They’d both been curious, and attracted to the other (who wouldn’t be?) and after a lot of drinks in Vegas they’d decided it was time to try. Angie had always said it was amazing.

All that went through my brain in a split-second before I texted back. “Of course. What does she like to drink?”

“Same as me.” Good. That meant I didn’t have to visit the liquor store again. Simple tip – when going out with someone, always have what they like to drink on hand when you know they’re coming over.

“Great – about 8?” That was the time Angie had been planning on coming over.

“Yep! C U then . . .”

As I waited and got ready, I pondered what Tracie coming might mean. I knew her husband was an ass and that Angie thought she needed to dump him, but I didn’t quite know why. And, of course, my mind bounced back to the video of their encounter, wondering if that was Angie’s idea or if Tracie just needed a night away also. From what Angie had said, Tracie had never stepped out (unless you count the night with Angie), and hadn’t slept with too many men before getting married.

My mind was still swirling when I heard a knock on the door, followed by it opening and hearing Angie say “Hi there!” I turned the corner from the kitchen toward the front door and Angie and Tracie walked in.

“Hey there!” I pulled Angie in to kiss her, since I knew Tracie knew about us. I felt her put her arm around erotik film izle me and hold me in, our tongues finding each other and kissing passionately. Angie broke off just as we were really getting going.

“Bob, meet Tracie. And Tracie – this is Bob.” Angie’s eyes glinted as she introduced us. I had the advantage – having seen the video, I had a good idea of what she looked like – both clothed and naked.

I held my arms out and stepped towards Tracie. “Nice to meet you!” I gave Tracie a brief hug, and felt her arms on my back as she hugged back briefly, giving me a quick impression of her breasts.

“And nice to meet you! I’ve heard a lot.” Tracie gave a kind of smirk as she said it, and looked around just a touch nervously.

“Well, come on in! What can I get you to drink?” I motioned them in, seeing that Angie was headed to the kitchen. “I can make mimosas, mixed drinks, a couple types of beer, water, whatever . . . ” I’d led with mimosas since that was what Angie and I had had the first time we’d had sex.

Tracie either didn’t know that or didn’t catch it. “Can you make a gin and tonic?”

I nodded. “Sure, I’ll join you. Have a seat – make yourself comfortable. I’ll be right back.”

As I moved to the kitchen, I saw Tracie take a seat on the couch next to Angie. As I made a pair of gin and tonics, and opened a beer for Angie, I felt Angie walk in. She took my head and leaned in to kiss me, full of passion. Our tongues again met and danced, and this time she didn’t break off too soon. We kissed for a minute and then she broke away.

“Mmmm . . . I didn’t want to stop earlier, but . . .”

I nodded. “Yep, company!”

“Her plans fell through, and since we’re supposed to be together up in the mountains I didn’t want her to miss a chance to be away from her house.”

“Oh, no problem. Glad to meet her!”

“See why I couldn’t resist her in Vegas?” Angie smiled as she said it, knowing I’d agree.

“Oh, hell yeah! We better get back out there, though, or I’m going to have to bend you over and take you right now.”

Angie laughed. “Promises, promises . . . ” She picked up her beer and started out to the living room. I followed with the pair of gin and tonics.

Tracie was kicked back on the couch in the middle seat, Angie on one side of her. I handed her the drink and sat down on the open seat, next to Tracie. I took a second to add up my impressions.

Tracie was tall – like 5’9″, a couple of inches taller than Angie. She was also blonde, compared to Angie’s curly dark auburn hair. Pretty face – lean, but not too thin. Looked like a terrific figure – a bit thinner than Angie, with a bust that looked to be similarly sized. Of course, I had the advantage of having seen their video, so I had an idea of what she looked like naked, and subconsciously filling in anything missing. And she was well-proportioned, her legs and torso just right relative to each other. All in all, I could see why Angie would be so attracted to her, and vice-versa. Hell, I was hoping we’d all get naked – and that didn’t even seem like too big a stretch.

We engaged in some small talk, and as we did Tracie drained her drink. “Like another one?” I asked.

She nodded. “That’d be great. Could you make something like a 7&7?”

“Yep, as long as you don’t mind Crown instead. Lime with it?”

“That sounds great. And yeah, with lime,” she said.

I went in to the kitchen and made a couple of Crown and 7s, opening another beer for Angie. I walked back out and handed them their drinks, just grazing Tracie’s fingers as I handed it to her and then watching Tracie take a long pull.

“Mmmmmm. That’s terrific. Thanks!”

“You’re welcome. Glad you like it – one of my favorites.”

Angie seemed to come to a decision. “OK. Bob, we’ve been going out for a while, right? But I don’t know a whole lot about you. And you and Tracie don’t know anything about the other that hasn’t come from me.”

Tracie and I nodded, and Tracie said, “True.”

Angie said, “Right. How about a fun way to fix that? Are you alld up for some truth or dare?”

I laughed. “Sure. This could be entertaining!”

Tracie laughed also, with just a hint of nervousness. I got the impression Angie was trying to nudge her along. “Sure, why not?”

I reached out and patted Tracie on the leg. “There you go! Life is short, and we’re dead a long time.”

Tracie actually laughed. “That’s very true. Probably be good for me to remember that.” The two drinks were starting to take effect, and she was starting to relax. I wondered what Angie had suggested to her before coming over.

Angie piped up. “Anyone need a drink before we start?” Somehow, all of us did, so I went and retrieved drinks for everyone. We settled back down on the couch, everyone slightly more relaxed. Angie’s eyes were gleaming.

“OK, Bob. Truth or dare?”

“Hmmm . . . well, you said you still don’t know much about me. Truth.”

“OK. Did you have sex the night you posted the craigslist ad?”

I film izle had to chuckle – I didn’t know she was curious. “Yep.” Angie smiled, as if to say that was the right answer. Tracie looked interested also – maybe Angie hadn’t told her the whole story?

“OK, Bob, your turn.”

Time to start feeling out how the night was going to go, which meant picking Tracie. “Hmmmm . . . OK. Tracie – truth or dare?”

Tracie laughed. “OK, truth.”

Should I start fast? Or go slow? Or try to raise everyone’s temperature? Yep – I was horny as hell, and wanted to get laid – and even better if with both Angie and Tracie.

“OK. What kind of panties are you wearing?”

Tracie cocked her head at me and thought for a second.

“A thong.” She chuckled, and Angie grinned, giving me a quick wink as if to say that was the right gambit.

“OK, Tracie, you’re up.”

Tracie didn’t hesitate. “Angie. Truth or dare?”

Angie licked her lips and smiled. “Dare. You already know everything about me.”

That got a chuckle from Tracie. “OK. I dare you to kiss Bob like when we got here.”

Angie didn’t hesitate. She reached over Tracie and grabbed my head, pulling me to her and crushing my lips with hers. I felt her tongue on my lips and opened my mouth, our tongues dancing as our eyes locked together and then closed. We kissed passionately, my loins stirring quickly, and I opened my eyes to see Angie’s open. She flicked them over to Tracie, who was watching from inches away. Tracie’s mouth was slightly open, and you could see she was getting turned on watching us. Angie slowly released me and I could feel how charged she was.

Angie turned to Tracie. “Come on, that’s not much of a dare! My turn?”

Tracie and I both nodded. “OK. Tracie. Truth or dare?”

“Dare.” Tracie’s eyes were wide open, and she was breathing just a bit heavily.

“I dare you to kiss Bob the way I just did.”

Tracie started just a bit, and looked back at Angie, who smiled at her and motioned with her head. Tracie turned to me with a slightly unsure look. Like she wanted to but wasn’t completely sure, which made perfect sense from what Angie had told me about her. Hell, it might be the first time she’d kissed another guy since getting married.

“Come on! You’ll love it!” Angie urged her.

Somewhat hesitantly, Tracie reached a hand out for my head, and started pulling me towards her. I smiled, hopefully encouragingly, and she moved towards me, our lips finally meeting. Tracie let our lips linger together for a moment, and I felt her tongue slowly move to touch my lips. She moved her hand to hold my head more firmly, and let her tongue move more confidently. I opened my lips and let her find my tongue, slowly exploring hers, feeling her warming up and kissing me harder. Right about when we really got into it I felt her pull away.

Angie looked positively disappointed. “That can’t count! You have to kiss him like you mean it!”

Tracie gave a little laugh. “That’s the first time I’ve kissed anyone beside my husband since we got married.”

“Oh, OK, fine . . . I guess we can let that go for now.” Angie sighed. “OK, Tracie’s up.”

Tracie took a breath. “OK, Bob. Truth or dare?”

I was surprised – I thought she’d have dared Angie. “Dare,” I said, earning a smile.

“OK, I dare you to take Angie’s blouse off.”

I had to chuckle. “Oh, well, fine – if you insist!” Angie was laughing too, the gleam in her eye unmistakable. I leaned over across Tracie, grazing her breasts with my arm, and reached to Angie. She was wearing a snug pullover type of blouse, and I slowly raised it over Angie’s head, dropping it on the back of the couch. Angie sat up, revealing a skimpy black bra that was far too small to contain her generous breasts – you could almost see her aureoles, and you could definitely tell that she was aroused. I let my fingers graze the thin material in front of her nipples and saw her stiffen.

“My turn? OK, Tracie, truth or dare?”

Tracie was getting into the spirit of things, and smiled. “Dare.”

“OK, I dare you to kiss Angie like she and I kissed.”

Tracie laughed. “Well, that’s easy . . . ” and leaned over to Angie. She lowered her mouth to Angie’s and they kissed passionately, almost starting to touch each other elsewhere. Tracie broke off and looked at me. “There. Does that count?”

Damn. “I’d say so . . . ” That had been really hot, and it looked like being dared to kiss both me and Angie was winding her up. I wondered how wet she was, and if she was as tight as Angie.

“OK, Tracie, you’re up.”

She didn’t hesitate, and looked right at me. “Bob – truth or dare?”

“Dare.” I was going to take dares from her all night – and give them back. She surprised me a little bit, upping the ante.

“OK, I dare you to take your shorts off.”

“OK.” I slowly undid the first button, then the second. Tracie was watching intently, and I saw Angie’s hand move to Tracie’s back. I slowly undid the rest of the buttons, seks filmi izle and started to stand to let them fall off. Tracie watched intently, and reached out to help push the one side down. My shorts fell to the floor, and I sat back down, just wearing a pair of black boxer briefs and my t-shirt, my fully erect cock’s bulge all too easy to see. Tracie’s eyes flared briefly.

“OK, my turn. Angie, truth or dare?”

“Dare.” Like we should bother even asking . . .

“I dare you to take Tracie’s skirt off.” Tracie actually looked startled for a second, and then smiled, probably figuring that turnabout was fair play. She was getting a little flushed, and her breathing was heavier, and I’d have bet she was soaking her thong by now. I knew Angie was already wet and ready for action.

Angie motioned for Tracie to stand up, her hand on Tracie as she did. Tracie stood up facing me, with a look on her face that said she’d be getting even.

I heard a zipper as Angie undid Tracie’s skirt, and then it was falling to the floor, revealing that Tracie had been telling the truth about wearing a thong. It was bright white – and tiny. As she stood before me, I could smell her scent and see that she shaved – apparently completely. Tracie sat back down as Angie ran her hands up her legs, a soft “mmmmmm” escaping from her lips.

“OK, Tracie, you’re up.”

She immediately turned to Angie. “Angie, truth or dare?”

“I dare you to touch his cock.” Apparently Tracie was going to have Angie lead the way, but was both turned on and curious – a good combination!

Angie laughed again, and leaned forward. Her hand reached for me, pushed aside my underwear, and found my fully erect cock. Slowly, our eyes locked together, she encircled it and started to squeeze – hard then soft, hard then soft. Tracie was watching intently, and I heard her breathe in sharply when Angie’s handling of me let my tip come out of my underwear. After a minute or so Angie withdrew, leaving me achingly hard.

Angie’s turn. “Bob, truth or dare?”

“Dare.” Duh!

“I dare you to kiss Tracie for real – like you did me.”

Ha. That’d be easy. Tracie was a lot more relaxed and sexually charged than she had been before. I locked my eyes on her and took her head with one of my hands, slowly guiding her to me, her lips just slightly parted. Her eyes were now gleaming with excitement as our lips touched and my tongue came out to slowly explore her lips and mouth. I felt her shudder just a bit and then felt her tongue and her whole body respond, kissing me back with more and more passion as our tongues danced together. I pulled her towards me and felt her breasts on my chest and a hand on the back of my head clutching me to her. After a while, I gently disengaged, her eyes shining and her whole body just radiating sex.

“Mmmmmm . . . ” we both heard Tracie say.

Tracie’s turn. “My turn, right? OK, Bob – I dare you to suck on my tits. I mean Angie’s tits . . . oh fuck.” Angie and I both laughed. Apparently Tracie was REALLY turned on and didn’t need Angie to lead much farther.

“Nothing in the rules that says it can’t be both!” Angie pointed out.

Tracie thought about that for a second. “I guess not. Ok, I dare you to suck on both our tits.”

I wondered where to start, and because Tracie was next to me I pulled up her blouse. She was wearing a thin, bright white bra that matched her thong, and like Angie her bra was far too small to hold her breasts comfortably. I leaned down and moved her bra out of the way, allowing myself to enjoy the view of Tracies gorgeous breast before lowering my tongue to her nipple. I felt her groan and arch her back to push more of her breast into her mouth, and then felt her reach down and lift her blouse over her head.

Her breasts were amazing – all-natural, not quite as large as Angie’s enhanced ones but firmer, and her nipple was apparently amazingly sensitive. I sucked on one for a minute, and then switched to the other, reaching around to stop her from undoing her bra. “Not yet – you didn’t dare me to take your bra off,” I murmured in between sucking her. She was loving every second, and after a minute on the other breast I slowly broke away to move to Angie. I pulled one of Angie’s breasts out of her bra – easy to do since her bra was way too small to hold her, and started to suck her aggressively – which I knew she liked. I swapped sides after a minute, almost having to lie across Tracie to do it, and sucked Angie’s other glorious boob for a minute.

My turn. “OK, Tracie, I dare you to suck on Angie’s tits,” I said after we’d all caught our breath. Angie smiled at me approvingly.

Tracie didn’t hesitate and took one of Angie’s boobs in her mouth, swirling it around and sucking it hard. Angie lolled back as her friend sucked on her first one breast and then the other. It was an amazing sight, and Tracie’s back was to me, letting me see her thong disappearing between her cheeks, her beautifully muscled butt, the thin white straps of her bra, and her hair bouncing as she sucked Angie’s tits.

After a couple of minutes, Tracie pulled herself off Angie. “OK, my turn?” We both nodded. Tracie thought for a second. “OK, Angie, I dare you to suck Bob’s cock.”

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True story how I faked getting caught jacking to finally get my friend to jack with me.

In my freshman year of college a group of friends and I would often go out of town to watch our football team play. This weekend it was just James and I. When we got to the hotel they did not have a record of our reservation. The only rooms they had left of course were ones with single queen size beds. James and I said that would be fine.

We dropped off our bags in our room and headed on out to the game. It was late when we got back and we were tired so we took quick showers and headed straight for bed. Now I usually sleep naked, James and my friends know this, but James is more of the modest type so in difference to him, especially since we were sharing a bed, I decided to wear a pair of briefs to sleep in. I was still sitting on the bed in my towel when James came from his shower in his towel. I noticed though, that there seemed to be a bigger bulge then normal under his towel.

As he removed his towel to put on his own briefs I definitely noted a much plumper dick than is his norm. I could feel my dick take notice. James is a beautiful guy, he's my height at 6'1" sandy blond hair, an athletic body with long legs. He has short curly blond hair on his chest that runs into a dense happy trail that ends in a small patch of short blond pubes above a heavy four inch free swinging dick and nuts. I stood and dropped my towel and started to step into my briefs when I noted a surprized look on his face. I looked at my dick and saw it was plumping up some but still behaving so I looked at him and asked "What?". He asked me when I started sleeping in underwear. I told him I hadn't but since we were sharing a bed I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable.

He blushed a little bit and said ok. Did he seem... disappointed? Did I just miss something? I pulled on my briefs and laid down on my side of the bed. James finished pulling up his briefs over a nice chub and laid down on his side. I thought to myself "Maybe he wanted me to stay naked. I wonder if I can get something going here?" It was fairly warm in the room so there was no need for cover.  We talked for 30 minutes about our girlfriends, about the lack of sex, (his girlfriend was his high school sweetheart and a virgin!) and how "we had to do for ourselves". Each time we started getting detailed he got nervous and changed the subject. During a lull in our conversation I noticed a change in his breathing. He had fallen asleep! As I laid there thinking about my near miss I noticed his breathing changed, his eyes moving under their lids and his fingers twitching, he was dreaming.

His dick started to swell, it crept under his briefs up toward his right hip. His dickhead enlarged and become more defined under the fabric. Soon his ever growing dick had stretched the briefs tight as it pushed against the elastic band of his underwear. I stroked my now very hard dick through my briefs as I watched his cock flex in response to his dream. I had an idea and I thought to myself, "I may yet get to jack his dick tonight." I pulled down my underwear to my thighs and moved my right leg up against his leg and started to slowly stroke my dick and move my hips in rhythm to my jacking.

James's breathing changed again. I knew he was awake, I could see his eyes open to just a slit as if he were still asleep. I played with my nuts as I continue to slowly jack. I milked out some pre-cum and spread it around on the head of my dick. James's dick flexed twice and I noticed a small wet spot starting to come through onto his briefs. I whispered "Damn James, that's one hard dick. You must be dreaming some good shit". At the sound of his name his eyes came open a little more and he looked at me. I said "hey dude, I'm sorry man, I didn't mean to wake you but I couldn't help it. I woke up with this hard dick and just had to start stroking it." He told me no problem. I nodded toward his dick and said that he must have been dreaming a good one too. I asked him if he wanted to join me. He hesitated only a moment and said "sure".

We pulled our briefs off. I thought this guy was beautiful before but his dick was perfect. It had to be a good 7 1/2" to 8" long, a thick straight shaft that was topped with a large pink bell shaped head. I pulled out a small bottle of lube from my bag and put some in my hand. I asked him if you wanted some, he said sure, so I reached over with my hand and spread it on his cock. He inhaled sharply but made no move to stop me so I started to stroke his rigid cock. James seemed to want this but there still seem to be some hesitation...... A thought came to mind and I asked him, "Has any guy ever jacked you off before?" he said no. "not even a buddy?" He said "Nobody, not ever, not even my girlfriend!" What?! He saw the look on my face and said "For real John, I'm starting to think she might be gay." Umm, What do I say to that?

I couldn't believe that I was the first person to touch his dick, to Jack this beautiful cock. He leaned his head back and softly moaned as I slowly brought my hand up to the top of his dick, giving two short strokes than a long down stroke to the base of his dick. As I continued to stroke him he started moving his hips, moving his dick in my hand to rhythm of my strokes. I told him "dude, I still can't believe I'm the first person to touch your dick, you've got such an awesome cock!" He laid his hand on my thigh and asked me if he could touch my cock. I told him whatever he wanted to do. He put some lube in his hand, reached over and picked up my cock. He started stroking me without much pressure or rhythm, like he was afraid to touch it. I told him to relax, to treat it like it was his own dick. He adjusted his grip and started to stroke my cock. I watched him, watching himself stroke his first dick ever, my dick. He lifted my balls in his hand, letting them move across his fingers as he continued to stroke me.

I started to move my hips to match his stroke. The feel of his hand on my dick and nuts was unbelievable. I could feel the pressure building quickly in my nuts. He seemed to become ever more excited, intensely focused as he watched my dick swell to its fullest, the veins hard on my shaft and my dickhead dark and shiny with the pressure. His fore head creased and his hips began to thrust harder into my hand as he watched me approach release. We were both so close now. Our thrusts were a split second apart, our hands slapping against each other's nut sacks, slap slap, slap slap. I felt my cum empty into my dick. My dick spasmed as I gave a last hard thrust into James's hand and yelled out "James I'm there, Oh shit James, awwwww!! Cum exploded from my dick in a huge shot that landed on James's hand, forearm and my chest. My cum was still in the air when James sounded a loud groan. His hips pushed up and his dick spasmed hard in my hand as his cum lifted into the air to come down on my hand, arm and chest, again and again, cum shot after cum shot erupted from our dicks to cover us until we were utterly drained. As we caught our breath and cleaned ourselves up with their towels I smiled at him and asked "Well?" He softly laughed and said "that was totally fucking awesome!" I totally fucking agreed.


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Eati'n Ain't Cheati'n

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Date: 28-Apr-2018 14:10:39
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I'd been married right around six months when my best friend, Jane invited me to a party hosted by her family at the local Legion one Friday night. My husband was working a second shift job at the time, and although he liked Jane and would go also, he just couldn't, but gave his blessing.

Typical for Jane, she planned on riding with her older cousin, Rick however his car wasn't running very well and she ask me to pick them up, she said she didn't want to drive herself.. I had met Rick a several times before, he was about ten years older than Jane and I, very good looking and I suspected he really into sex by the way he used to tease us when we were younger. He knew we were sometimes bad girls and were both known to eagerly open our legs and mouths for hard cocks, and never got dropped off from a date without sampling the guy's cock at least once.

I got ready around three-thirty, after my husband left for work, showering and getting dressed for the occasion. I wore a calf length pleated cotton skirt and loose peasant blouse, nothing special, I thought. Later in the evening Rick would compliment me on it many times though, it seemed he liked the way my ass jiggled in it. I picked Jane and Rick up just after five as we were to eat buffet style at six-thirty at the Legion. My car was an old Chevy Bel Air with a bench seat, Rick and Jane both climbed in the front with Rick between us commenting, "Oh yeah, between two lovely horny women!" Jane giggled, I tried to pass it off as he'd been drinking already. On the fifteen minute drive Rick's left hand kept coming to rest on my thigh, which though I was flattered, I gently brushed it to his own thigh. Once he commented, "A little higher and we'll become very good friends!" I liked Rick, so I kept up a good gentle sense of humor through the night. He was very good looking and personable, so why not...

When we arrived at the Legion, Jane ran straight for the open bar while Rick and chose a table for us. The open bar would prove both Jane and I's undoing that night, it seemed as though she couldn't get enough and she was off to the bar a good deal of the night. Rick and I sat at the table keeping an eye on Jane and talking about various things, but they all led to sex and teasing at Rick's direction. I was flattered, but still trying to be a good a newlywed bride I tried to direct things away from the sexual side as much as I could, then along comes Jane well on her way to getting smashed and friskier than when sober encouraging Rick to seduce me, and me to accept and submit to his advances. I'll admit, I noticed the bulge in the front of his jeans more than once and in my mind I had to try hard to repress the notion of what his cock might be like, (of course when Jane and I were younger hanging out with Rick on occasion and he teased us, I had some wonderful fantasies about it then too).

Jane finally settled down when the meal was served, but it was only a temporary set back for her drinking. Not that Rick and I were not, we were having maybe a drink each half hour while Jane was on the highway to obliteration, and it didn't take her long. It seemed not long after we ate, she was becoming silly and a slight nuisance to people while Rick persuaded me to the dance floor where he could continue his well honed practice of seduction and suggestiveness. I gathered my wits from the fog of the drinks and my own desire to submit and suggested we take Jane home before she did something she may regret. He agreed and we gathered her and dumped her in the back seat of my car. Rick thought we should leave her there and have a few more drinks and another dance. I disagreed, thinking she would rouse herself and either come back in for more to drink, or wander off somewhere.

We went back in just long enough to gather our jackets and bid everyone a good night before taking Jane home to bed. Rick insisted on driving, which I had no problem with as he was a more experienced driver anyway. He laughingly commented on my car as being a "granny grocery getter" as we left the Legion for Jane's parents house. On the drive Rick pulled me close across the bench seat and tried to hold his arm around me, and was constantly running his hand up my thigh which like the night started, I would gently brush it away and lightheartedly admonish him reminding him I was now married, but thinking, "Why the hell couldn't he have done this before I met my husband?" Yes, I was horny. Yes, I wanted to suck and fuck him, I had for years, but I was newly married and kept fighting the urge to let him have his way with me.

At last we arrived at the house and had to carry Jane in. Well, Rick carried her in, I just helped get her out of the back seat and followed them in to put her to bed and place a trash can beside her head, just in case... Jane seemed fast asleep when I left the bedroom, so I figured I would simply leave and go home. Oh no, not the case at all! Rick had made drinks for he and I and was waiting on the couch holding out a Windsor and Coke for me, "You deserve one for the road, Carol. Have a seat and relax!" I knew better, but accepted the drink and invitation anyway, sitting at the far end of the couch taking a sip of the "seduction tonic" and placing it on the end table. Truth was, I liked the attention, the seduction, the teasing...and deep in my mind, I wanted Rick's cock too! From the outset it had occupied my mind quite a bit, I knew he had a big cock, one time when he was working on his car and Jane and I were hanging around he relieved himself from the beer he was dinking and I caught a glimpse of it, it was big! (and fat)

I don't know what I may have said, or may not have said. Maybe he sensed I really wanted his cock or the, "I'm happily married now." was just a front to make him work harder at his seduction. Whatever it was, he apparently saw right through me and boosted his efforts to get me to have sex with him. Whatever it was, I made up my mind to give in and let things go from there the next time he said or made a move on me, but didn't. I let several opportunities slip bye by further resistance. I did however finish my drink and accept another, now worrying about the time and Jane's parents coming home.

About half way through the second drink on the couch, Rick apparently tired of my resistance slid over to me, slipped his hand up my top while pressing his lips to my ear, "Eati'n ain't cheati'n." and gently pushed my head toward his crotch.

That was it, I willingly offered my lips to his for a kiss to cement the agreement before doing "the deed". He gave me a quick but passionate kiss and ask if I was finally ready. I nodded and slipped off the couch taking my place on my knees between his spread legs.. Rick unzipped his jeans and began pulling his cock from them while I waited and worried if I could satisfy this big cock, "Hand me my purse. I need a hairclip, I don't want my hair getting in the way." I smiled nervously.

"Oh yeah, you're gonna do just fine. I love watching my dick getting sucked." He replied handing me my purse.

"Better now that I have more experience sucking cocks than before when I first fantasized about it..." I thought to myself gathering my hair and clipping it up behind my head. I knew his cock was waiting anxiously for me as I finished my hair, focused on it and began to reach for it only to find Rick's hand around the shaft holding it straight up waiting for my lips to engulf it and make love to it. It looked so big, so inviting, and so warm I could feel the heat radiating against my face as my mouth opened at accept it in. I must have been more open and eager than I thought, my hands just went directly to the button on his jeans and began opening it just as my lips surrounded the head and my tongue tasted the first drop of Rick's precum.

"Yeah, you want it all, don't you?" He said with a knowing wicked smile sliding his jeans from around his hips giving me full access to his entire package of male sex.

"Mmm-humm!" I groaned, my tongue orbiting the head of the biggest cock I had ever had in my mouth. The thought of being a newly married slut, on my knees sucking a forbidden cock didn't even enter my mind at the time, all I thought of was how big, hard, and warm it tasted and pleasing it with the best blow-job I could give. My mind raced with thoughts of how men like their cocks sucked and what they want from the girl doing the sucking. "Well" I thought, "I better do something with his balls since I had him get them out..."

I looked briefly into his eyes as if to ask permission, he just smiled and said, "Don't worry, I can see if anyone pulls up." Not what I was wondering, but it did make me feel more at ease. I slid my mouth off his cock and licked my way down to his balls, teasing them with the tip of my tongue and kissing them repeatedly between licks, "Yeah, you know how to use your mouth to suck a dick, Carol! Why didn't I have you do this before, huh?"

I took that as my cue to get his big fat cock back in my mouth and suck it, "You like it?" I ask.

"Oh fuck yeah, you're a good cock-sucker!" he snickered and pushed my head down on his cock, "Now, use your mouth just like you did before and I'll cum in your sweet mouth for you! Show me how you love eating dick! I love watching my dick going in a nice pretty mouth like yours!"

He must have knew me better than I thought, I loved his dirty talk and it made me all the ore eager to please his cock and suck it! I slowly took it in my lips and mouth, orbiting the head with my tongue, lapping up all his tasty precum and savoring it. I love the taste of a hard pulsing cock oozing precum mixing with my saliva! My head bobbed and twisted up and down the shaft of Rick's cock, my mind begging for more comments and dirty talk as I sucked it. His stomach heaved, his breathing became audible and his hand gripped the back of my head, "Oh, you know how to suck a dick! Keep that up and you'll be swallowing cum any time now!"

I remember thinking, "The only thing wrong with Rick cumming in my mouth will be that it'll be the end of sucking his cock!" (and I WAS enjoying it!) I tried n my own to see how much of Rick's cock I could get in my mouth, a little over half before I felt myself begin to gag, but he had his hand around the base and was pumping precum up for me, (I swear he was a mind reader).

Several times he pushed my head back off his cock just so he could watch me gobble it back up with my lips saying something like, "I just love watching an eager cock-sucker wrap her lips around my dick!" I don't know how long I was at it, but I was really into it, bobbing up and down on it, my head twisting, my tongue twirling around the head when he warned me, "Awe Carol, I'm gonna cum in your fucki'n mouth! You want my cum in your mouth, huh? Yeah, fuck!!!!!" and he began flooding my mouth with sperm. I swallowed as fast as I could, waiting for the next shot which very soon followed. No mess at all, I swallowed it all until he relaxed his hand on my head and pushed me back a few inches, admiring his work, "Oh yeah, now you have my little squiggly tailed mother-fuckers swimming in your tummy and mouth! Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yes, I did! I never had a cock that big, did you like it?" I ask in reply.

"Fuck yeah! Your mouth was just what I needed tonight!" he said, choking his cock at me, squeezing a final drop of cum to the head, "Here, finish it off!..nice and slow."

I leaned forward, catching the cum-drop with my lower lip and tried licking it off with my tongue, but the slippery little drop slid down my chin causing an uproar of laughter from Rick. I didn't miss a beat myself though, joining him in hysterics and wiping it up with the heel of my hand and licking it off which caused even more laughter from him. He bid me to get back on the couch and sit a while, "You better finish your drink and wash that all down before you leave."

I finished my drink and he offered another, but I answered I only wanted a plain Coke. Rick went to the kitchen to get it asking if I was okay. I answered that I was fine. While he poured it in my glass he ask again if I enjoyed my alone time with him. Devilishly I answered, "Feel for yourself!" It didn't take but a second for it to sink in and he was on the couch beside me, his hand down my skirt wiggling his way to my pussy as I spread my legs to accommodate him. He slid his fingers down my slit feeling how wet I had become, working them into me then to my flight to rub me to a very quick orgasm. "You know I've admired and wanted this pussy ever since I heard you and Jane were giving head back when you both just had tiny little tits. How come you didn't invite me to your wedding anyway?". He teased.

" I didn't think we were that close." I shrugged.

"Haw-haw, we are now!" Rick laughed.

We didn't have much time to talk and tease, but time did slip away. It seemed all too soon Jane's parents headlights were shining in the driveway and I ran to her bedroom not wanting to seen all cozy with Rick on the couch with Jane passed out and alone. I noticed she stirred a little, but seemed peaceful and oblivious to anything that may have happened in the past few hours. Down the hall I heard voices and footsteps, Jane's mom came in, thanked me for taking care of her and thought Jane would be okay for the night. When I passed through the living room, Rick was alone on the couch with a blanket and pillow for the night, he smiled and blew me a kiss, "Maybe again later..."

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This story is so hot Carol. I love it ;) I really like the part about you being married only 6 months. I'm sure you was really horny after sucking Rick's big cock and swallowing his load. I'm glad he fingered you to an orgasm and it would have really been nice if he had fucked you too.... hehehe. Did anything happen after you got back home with your new hubby? Was you still horny enough that you fucked him or anything? Please keep posting, thanks :)

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It was in a brothel in Melbourne.

I had paid for my first experience of having anal sex with a woman (or anyone for that matter!).

She was slightly older woman who specialised in anal, and as it turned out really enjoyed it.

I showered first, and laid down naked on the bed as she gently and delightfully massaged my body. Her hands were soft and sensual, and she gradually worked her way down to my **** which was now standing upright. As I lay on my back, she kneeled on the floor and started to stroke my hard ****, smiling and purring as she did.

I was enjoying the sensations, and nervously thinking about how it would feel to slide my **** into her tight arsehole.

She got me to move down to the edge of the bed, as she started to suck firmly on my ****. Her mouth was hot and wet, and she alternated between stroking me and sucking me. She was moaning softly as she devoured me.

She pushed my legs up, then without warning, she started to lick my arsehole! This, I was not expecting, but it sent shivers through my entire body. She gently teased my tight bud with the tip of her tongue, alternating with long slow wet strokes of the flat of her tongue, all the time squeezing my **** with her firm grip and stroking me up and down.

This was not something I had ever even imagined, but the sensation was like nothing I had felt before. I felt so vulnerable, yet my nerve endings were firing waves of pleasure through my body. It was wet and sensual and the most arousing experience of my life. She kept this up for 10 minutes as I moaned how much I was enjoying this. She maintained a firm stroking grip on my **** as she continued to play and caress and penetrate my arse with her tongue.

She stopped, looked up into my eyes, and siad "Do you want to **** me in the arse?" I moaned a "yes" and she jumped onto the bed on all fours and positioned me behind her. She reached back and grabbed my ****, and somehow slipped it straight into her. I thought I must have entered her vagina as I slipped straight in so easily. I started to pump my **** slowly into her, then pulled back sligghtly and seperated her buttock cheeks. Sure enough, my **** was buried beep in her arse, and it felt like heaven. I still couldn't believe I was doing this, and on my request, she looked back at me with a smile and said "You're ******* my arse. You have your **** deep in my arse and ******* my arse nice and deep"

The rest was a blur, but I didn't last long and my **** twitched and spurted as I pushed my **** deep within her.

After collapsing and cuddling for a few minutes, I got into the shower, and had a quick rinse as she put her bra and panties back on.  As I stepped out she brushed past me, kissed me, and softly stroked my ****. It instantly jumped to attention. I said " Now look what you've done to me" with a smile as she sat down on the bed. " mmmm I hoped I'd have that effect"

I continued to try and dry myself,  but my **** was twitching and I started to stroke myself. "Do you want to *** again?" she said  'We've got time".

I stood in front of her, the thought of her licking my arse still spinning around my head, and started to seriously pump and stroke my ****. She spread her legs and I gruffly instructed her "Take your pants off"

She wipped off her knickers, sat back and spread her **** lips wide. Her eyes were transfixed on my ****, as she rubbed and spread her *****, ************ as she watched me jerk off to the sight of her wet open hairy *****.

After a short while, I muttered that I was going to come. She said " No, not yet......I want you to **** my ****" With that she removed her bra, and brought me close to her. She placed my hard **** between her breasts, and squeezed them togther with both hands. She obviously had a thing for this and started talking filthy to me " mmmmm yes **** my ****, **** them hard. I want your ***. I want you to spray your *** on my face and my neck and my ****. It didn't take long for me to give her want she wanted" She was breathing heavily and moaned as the warm wet sticky white *** spewed all over her neck and face. I stepped back exhausted and spent as she played with the mess of *** and sucked it off her fingers.

This is an experience etched in my mind. Particularly as she obviously got into what she was doing with me. She loved licking my arse and seeing the amazing effect she had on me. For her, the anal ******* was neither here nor there, but she obviously had a thing for Spanish, and was hungry for me to spray *** on her throat and chest.

Since then, I have found many women really enjoy having their arses tongued and caressed. Once they are comfortable that I am not trying to penetrate them with my **** , they relax and and enjoy the experience. For many it is a mixed sense that this is not something that is"right" but the sensations are unbelievable.

I have had my arse rimmed by a number of professional women since, but it is not something that is easy to broach with casual lovers.

To all men and women, I say relax and try it. It is not something you may of thought of doing, but the sensations are incredible, and you'll fall in love with it

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I will lick your arsehole if u will lick mine I love it I also love the feel of a rock hard **** entering my tight *******

mmmm Love the thought of 69'n you, our stiff wet tongues exploring each others tight little rose buds, I'd lick you and penetrate you until your arse relaxed, ready to feel my throbbing **** slowly stretch you open and take you deeply. xxxx

Am yet to experience this... But am sure it must have been great.

YES indeed

Have to agree with 100% the never endings around and in my arse are amazing. Very hot story

very well written and lovely experience :-)

I love anal and I am so glad that my husband bravely broached the subject with me. Obviously at first I wasn't too aroused by the idea but the more i thought about it the more I wanted to at least try... and then I did ... and we have never looked back! Great story by the way.

It all comes to a sexual relationship that is open to expirementation. I love to give and recieve.

it is certainly a very sensual and erotic feeling I have not yet given but have recieved it

I don't rim, but my husband loves it especially with light skinned blondes girls that have no sign of hair back there. I am bare, there, too, but all I allow him is a ******* or one finger just as my ****** hits.

That was an incredibly sexy account!! I love to do it if the guy really gets into it like you do. I really love to pleasure a guy.

That was one very HOT story!!!

Ive actually done it to a couple of sexual partners now... i LOVE doing it to ones that arent usually into it and as im sucking their **** i make my way down to their balls and start tonguing their *** and they really enjoy it while im still stroking them so they dont feel too intimidated by what they're actually enjoying!!

Billi.... My suggestion is to bring it up with casual lovers too... especially if they're just 'casual'... what have you got to lose??

I'm always in favor of taking a few minutes to enjoy this pleasure. It took my wife a long time to accept it, but now... :)

Thanks fuckstrated. If I didn't live on the other side of the world, I'd love to do it to you

wow i am actually impressed and extremely hot to know that u've tried it its the most intense sensation someone could have and take great pleasure of doing...i hope you won't stop there...kisses


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tagNovels and NovellasA Tale of Two Families Ch. 04

A Tale of Two Families Ch. 04

byLauries Husband©

(Please read A Tale of Two Families – Chapters 1, 2 and 3 if you haven't already. This will make more sense if you do. This story contains elements of incest, cuckolding, group and bi-sexual relations. If this offends, please go elsewhere.)

Her moans had the same effect on Marshall and he couldn't help but whisper into the microphone from the video camera. "Can you hear her, chere? Those are the same moans, the same sounds you made…you know…the first time you and Greg were together." He paused to catch his breath and calm down just a little. "Please, chere…promise me I can be there the next time you see him…"

And the moans, along with her actions, gave Greg the answer he was looking for as well. "Well, Tommy-boy," he smiled serenely at the taller boy staring at them like a man possessed, "it seems that your fiancé wants more than a wild movie fuck. I think she wants to really make love." Linda groaned – she had never wanted anything more. Thomas looked into her eyes and saw the truth – she wanted it, needed it, had to have it. And he couldn't stop them if he'd wanted to. He sank slowly to his knees, heart pounding and a flush spreading across his chest. He was almost ashamed of himself as he angled for a better view.

As Linda pulled herself up she felt her pussy lips clinging to the steel-hard, satin smooth flesh of his thick shaft and she felt her muscular vaginal walls gripping and squeezing all along his length. She never wanted the feelings to stop, her nerves already addicted to the sensations that spread from her tiny, cock-filled cunt through every square inch of flesh across her entire body. But as soon as she reached the top, when his fat, knobby cock-head spread her lips as wide as they could go, she felt Greg's hands underneath her ass, holding her steady and supporting her completely. She felt like a doll, helpless and naked in his arms and completely under his control. This is what she really wanted – to be used by this incredibly beautiful and sexy man – this was the fantasy that held so many women in his sway around the world.

Had she been anyone else, Greg thought ruefully, he would have given her what she originally asked for. But she had been so tight – her beautiful little teenage pussy was so small – any aggressive or dominant sex could really have hurt her badly and he had no desire to use her in that way. Instead, he decided to loosen her up the way she would enjoy the most. He turned her again until they were front-to-front; she felt lighter than a feather in his strong, sinewy arms. He brought her close, crushing her firm breasts against him, her diamond-tipped nipples burning into his chest. This time their kiss held no surprises, only the promise of complete satisfaction. When he pulled his lips away this time she saw his smile behind his warm, loving eyes. He moved his hands to her waist, told her to remain calm and then lifted and twisted her torso. When he was through with the maneuver, Linda was suspended upside-down, her face against his tight stomach and her bald, pink pussy only inches in front of his hungry, anxious mouth, his hands firmly around her trim waist.

"Straighten your neck, Babygirl," he said with growing excitement. "Stay relaxed…breathe through your nose…try to swallow if you can."

"Oh fuck me, Tommy-boy," Marshall was trying to hold off an impending orgasm; he could barely control his hands as they kept finding his cock and stroking furiously. Thomas had no words for what he was witness to – he could only groan as Greg started to lower his adorable fiancée, her mouth wide open and poised to receive his magnificent erection. It was a position he would see her in again in the future, after he told her one night how insanely erotic the whole scene was.

The matinee idol of millions lowered his newest lover until she took his cock-head and a little of his hard, curved shaft between her plump, pink lips and into her mouth. "Yes, lil darlin', that's right…use your tongue…make me all wet for you." He groaned when he felt the tip of her tongue search his pee-hole for drops of his sweet pre-cum and then he lowered her further. She started to gag when his head hit the back of her throat but he pulled her back with soft words of encouragement and then they tried it again.

He lowered her once again and that time she kept herself open for him. Her own excitement peaked with the realization that she could please him that way and she had another mini-climax when she successfully swallowed his cock-head into her throat. Confidant then in her new-found ability, Linda put her hands on Greg's rock-hard thighs so she could control her own movements up and down his thick, curved stalk. The vibrations that ran through his body made his hard shaft resonate in her throat as she repeated the swallowing action over and over – each time feeling stronger and more empowered by her control over his pleasure. But then Greg turned her world completely upside down and inside out. As Linda feasted on his gorgeous gland, Greg pulled her baby-smooth shaved pussy to his mouth, licking and sucking her like a starving man at a Thanksgiving dinner.

She felt the tip of his tongue first as it drew circles around her hot pink clitoral hood trying to uncover her precious little fleshy pearl. Then it was the broad flat surface of his mouth organ that made her flesh quiver as he brought it across her swollen lips until he covered the entrance to her just-fucked cunt, massaging her pussy and collecting her leaking girl-juice. But when he moved again it was too much for the young coed – she screamed around his cock as his tongue danced over the slightly darker flesh of her anal ring and she exploded as her long-delayed orgasm overwhelmed her. The vibrations that wracked her young, inexperienced body were so strong they caused her throat to clamp down on his invading organ and he came with her, jettisoning his thick, fertile sperm deep into her throat until she had trouble breathing and with her hands on his thighs she pushed herself up and off of his still hard dick.

Moans and groans from all four of them filled the room as Linda and Greg rearranged themselves on the couch. The movie man laid down on his left side, his back against the back cushions of the couch, and his thick but softening penis pointed upward while resting on his flat stomach. Linda maneuvered herself onto her left side as well, her firm, rounded butt nestled against his groin as she tried to catch her breath. When she was calm and comfortable, she looked up and smiled at her fiancé. "Bring me a glass of wine, Tommy-boy," she said with only a hint of a smirk in her voice, "I need something to numb my throat." With her eyes still locked on her fiancé's, the petite gymnast moaned as Greg's fingers found her hard, pointy nipples and started to play with them once again. "Hurry, honey," she admonished him with a pouty little voice, "my lover's cock is getting hard against my ass and I don't want to keep him waiting."

Thomas knelt before the naked duo on the couch, Linda's wineglass in his hand. He was still completely blown away by the incredible girl that had suddenly become his fiancée/hot wife and Mistress all in the course of a few hours. Her knowledge and insight about Thomas' sexual needs was unbelievable – she was acting as if she'd written The Cuckold, not just read her mother's page-worn copy. But mostly, as he waited on his knees for what he knew was coming, he remembered that day almost ten years before when he walked into his father's study and saw his parents and Marshall's father in almost the same position.

The young boy had ducked quickly behind his father's big desk and tried to keep the noise of his ragged breathing as low as possible. He felt as hot back then as he did kneeling before the couch now. In his mind's eye, it was his father on his knees and he was licking Mr. Goldman's (Marshall's father) dick! He couldn't understand why his beautiful mother was standing beside him – naked and smiling – and laughing at her husband. All he knew was that his little penis was standing up in his underwear and when he peaked around the desk and saw Marshall's daddy kiss his mommy, he felt all funny and it seemed like he was trying not to pee but it was different and confusing.

Later that night, when Thomas' mother came into his room to give him a good-night kiss, she sat down on the edge of his bed and took his hand in hers. She smiled and it lit up his insides – like most ten year old boys, he thought she was perfect in every way. "Tommy," she whispered into his ear, her long blonde hair tickling his cheek, "can I tell you a secret?" He giggled and nodded his head. "Mommy saw you come into Daddy's study this afternoon."

Little Tommy's heart stopped, his eyes popped wide open and his face flushed a deep red as his embarrassment and shame spread through his body. "I'm sorry, Mom…so sorry…I never should…don't know why…" Tears started rolling down his cheeks.

"Oh, no…no, Tommy," she wiped his tears away with her thumbs and kept smiling at her precious boy. "Mommy's not mad, honey…not mad at all. Mommy can never be mad at you, Tommy…it's okay, really." And after a few minutes of soft tickles and kisses on his cheeks, Tommy had calmed down enough to listen to his mother.

"I bet you were surprised when you saw us, weren't you?" Tommy blushed as he nodded, remembering the way his mother had looked, naked and exposed. His blush deepened as he began to feel himself grow under the sheets. "I was pretty surprised when I saw you, too?" She giggled softly and Thomas relaxed almost immediately. "You know why I was so surprised, honey?" Thomas shook his head slowly back and forth. "Tommy, I was surprised because…well…we were playing an adult game, honey, and I really wasn't expecting to see any children. When I saw you, it surprised me a little."

"Mom," Tommy tried to sound all grown up and adult – it was all his mother could do to hold in her laughter and keep her face as serious as she could, "can I tell you something?"

"Oh my baby," she rained kisses on his forehead and over his eyes and nose, "you can always tell me anything…you can tell Mommy everything, Tommy, because Mommy loves you so much."

"My, uhm…my penis," it was hard for her to hear him, his head turned away from her in pre-adolescent embarrassment, "it kind of got real hard and then, when I looked a second time, it felt like I was , you know, uhm…peeing, kinda…I guess, but nothing came out." Hearing nothing, he turned his head back and saw his mother smiling so sweetly at him. "Uhm, am I okay, Mommy? What happened? What did it mean?"

He knew he would never forget the love in her smile and the softness in her voice. "It means my little boy is starting to grow up. Soon, Tommy, you and Marshall are going to change. You will become men instead of boys."

"Mommy," his voice was so meek she couldn't help but smile, "uhm…you looked…uhm…really beautiful." She kissed her little boy one more time and wished him a restful night, leaving him smiling and sighing as she left his room.

Understanding the past more and more every minute, Thomas lifted the wineglass to his fiancée's hand and then looked over her shoulder into her lover's eyes. "Allow me, Sir. I think I know what the lady would like now." Greg's eyes crinkled and he laughed silently while nodding his permission.

Linda put her glass down on the cocktail table and stared at her cuckold fiancé. "Pretty bold, Tommy-boy, thinking you know what I'd like." Her voice was low and smoky and she giggled when his eyes opened wide at her implied challenge. "For your sake, my darling, I hope you're right." Her sky-blue eyes were blazing with lust and darkly dominating at the same time. Twisting her torso as sensuously as her years of training allowed, the sweat on her glistening skin highlighted every erotic movement of muscle and flesh. When she kissed her lover, Thomas was as hard as he was that day in his father's study. But this time he knew why.

Marshall, in an effort to use his hands for anything other than touching his hard, fat dick moved the tripod closer to the couch and at a slightly sharper angle. When Linda settled back down in front of Greg, he fixed the focus and centered the frame around Linda's hairless mound. He zoomed out just in time to see his best friend perform almost the same acts that he had – the day that he'd introduced Sara to the Hollywood mega-star. Keeping his hands away from his swollen cock and balls was torture, but he knew he would have his turn with the hot little coed as soon as Greg was through and he wanted to show her up front that his load would always be greater than her future husband's.

Meanwhile, Thomas was on his knees in front of the couch. He knelt across from the lovers' hips, angled so the camera wasn't blocked from the coming action. The first thing he did was lift Linda's right leg until her tiny foot rested on top of the back cushion. It was extremely humiliating to hear them whispering and laughing – he knew it was about him – yet he was growing more excited by the second.

Next, the willing collegiate cuckold moved his head to his fiancée's silky smooth sex and he licked her deep pink lips, coating them generously with his saliva. While he kept her steaming slit wet with his tongue, his hand closed around Greg's long, thick prick and drew it forward between Linda's spread legs. With his thumb, he smoothed a drop of pre-cum over the huge spongy head and then he turned his face a few degrees to the left and opened his mouth to let Greg's thick cockhead push through his lips and lay across his tongue. He felt an electric rush move through his body as he realized this would be only the first of many penises that he would 'make ready' for his future wife, his mind's eye already picturing the same experience with Marshall and both of their fathers.

Thomas felt a little faint realizing that Greg's erection had become comfortably buried in his throat and blocking his air supply and he gagged a little pulling his head back. He looked into Linda's eyes and then her lover's and saw lust and desire gleaming and burning in both of them. With one hand firmly gripping Greg's steel-hard rod, his other hand held his fiancée's hot, wet lips open so he could join them together in fulfillment of their shared fantasies. Linda's moans of total pleasure were all he heard as he put the mega-star's cock into his fiancée's anxious cunt.

As soon as he felt his cockhead 'pop' into his newest slut's tight, nearly virgin vagina, he pushed Thomas away and slid another three or four inches into the petite coed until her groans stopped his forward progress.

"Oh, God…please stop….unnngh…so big, baby…never been so stuffed!!!" Her eyes were squeezed shut, small tears running down her cheeks and forgetting his proper place for a moment, Thomas leaned forward into the couch and softly asked her if she was alright.

The incredibly cute coed, the epitome of the girl next door, had done everything she possibly could to enjoy that 'once in a lifetime' day. Every single thing was unbelievable – yet she found no fault with Marshall's logic or Thomas' obvious devotion. And, she smiled to herself, her new fiancé seemed perfect in several other ways as well. He was, she thought, next to Greg, the best looking man she'd ever known. Tall, handsome and trim he was a typical Ivy League 'man's man.' Smart and certainly wealthy to the point that her 'three to four million dollars' really wasn't needed, he was truly the kind of man she'd desired in all of her teenage fantasies…and especially after reading her mother's book. She was already looking forward to some alone time with him so she could reinforce and reward his submissive, cuckold nature.

She was totally into the flow of the events surrounding her; the sudden and tragic death of her parents had given her the freedom she'd always dreamed of (though never at that cost) and circumstances had fed her hottest fantasies in ways she'd never imagined. Within hours of accepting the marriage proposal of a complete stranger, he had become her cuckold and was assisting her to fulfill the fantasy fuck of most of the world's cinema-going women. Laying on her side, her back resting against her superstar lover's broad, muscular chest, she felt his left arm snake under her side until his hand came to rest covering her left breast. His right hand held her under her right thigh, keeping her legs spread and ready for his assault.

Linda let all her feelings and passion go out of control as she turned to kiss her first real lover. The tingle she felt from her fiancé's tongue gliding through her creamy slit was heavenly and he seemed to be in synch with Greg's fingers as he pinched and pulled her swollen nipple. When she felt cool air where his mouth had just been, she opened her eyes and was overwhelmed by what she saw. As handsome and truly masculine as Thomas appeared standing on his own, he was equally sexy and beautiful with a hard, curved cock in his mouth. Linda thought she couldn't have been happier and then to add to her unbelievable pleasure, her sexy cuckold slid her lover's big spongy cockhead through her lips and then into the tiny pink mouth of her sex.

She was thrilled as her tight teenage pussy was stretched open again to accommodate her Number 1 Fantasy Cock but when Greg pushed himself halfway into her, she immediately understood the intimate connection between pain and pleasure, something she had only read about before in The Cuckold. Momentarily confused by her own naïve thoughts, regarding both Thomas and herself as only one dimensional, she suddenly chilled herself with the revelation that there was a little submissive side to her that liked to play, too. She heard moaning in the background as her hand covered the fingers on her left breast. She pressed and squeezed until Greg started responding, his fingers twisting her dark pink nipples and pulling them up and out until her tender tit couldn't stretch any more. He flexed his thick, hard shaft, anxious for her to adjust and start lubricating his way and she realized the moans she heard were her own.

With her eyes closed, Linda lost herself between all the different physical sensations flooding her body and the electric light show that was playing on the back of her eyelids. She was halfway to paradise when Thomas' ill-timed concern crashed her world.

Her eyes snapped open and Thomas felt the glare strike from her eyes like a slap across the face. He slid back down to his knees and started to apologize, his face burning red and his eyes avoiding hers.

"Look at me, Thomas," her voice was so deep and smoky, so compelling, not what anyone would expect to come out of the mouth of this blonde, eighteen year old babe, "look at your fiancée and her lover." She reached her right arm around the back of Greg's neck and pulled his face down to hers, their lips opening as they touched.

The nineteen year old sophomore was in a special place of his own as he drew his eyes up to look at the couple intimately joined on the couch. Like his fiancée, he was bombarded by thoughts and feelings and emotions that had never come together exactly like this before. His eyes swept over the loving couple as they kissed. He felt as though he'd seen them together before and had experienced the same strange combination of shame, humiliation, and lust that he felt at that moment. But then he realized he was recalling his father's explanations of how he felt when his mother cuckolded him. It was confusing, but what he knew for sure was that his cock was harder than it had ever been. His mouth was so dry he almost couldn't get the words out. "You…both of you…so beautiful, so hot." His hand moved and his fingers found his hard cock; before he knew it he was stroking himself as he watched them kiss.

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Lady Kara likes doing crazy things to her boyfriend especially when he comes home drunk. Today she kissed him and left kiss marks all over his face. She also spat on him and she made him lick her spit and swallow. She then let him sleep and when he woke up and was sober, she asked him which whores he was with that left him kiss marks and he was at a loss to explain and she spat on him in pretend disgust and she guilt tripped him into buying her an expensive car.

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