My world was turned upside down. Grandma and Grandpa were here for the week, and I had to stay at home to spend quality time with them. It’s tough when you’re 15 to take time out from your busy and important teenage duties. My parents decided to take a couple of days off just for them and head to the beach. Grandma and Grandpa were left in charge. I had noticed something different about Grandpa when he was down to visit when I was 11. We had been playing a game of cards at the card table and from time to time he would rub my knee under the table. Then, one of those times his hand slid up my inner thigh and came so very close to my cunny. I felt an uncomfortable tingling. On this visit I got home after they had already arrived. I walked into my bedroom as he was coming out of my bathroom. He said for me to give my grandpa a big hug. He was taller and much bigger than me, so I had to reach up to put my arms around him. He stood up a little and kept my body pushed in to his. As he did this, he rubbed my bottom and squeezed it. Was this a normal greeting? Still, this was my grandpa, of course there was nothing strange going on. The Friday night my parents were gone changed my perspective forever. I had come home late to find that there were no cars in the driveway. Finally some time to myself! I went to my bedroom and shut the door and tuned out to the radio. 15 minutes later I heard a knock at my door. I turned down the radio and said come in. Who was still here, I wondered? The door slowly opened to reveal Grandpa. Oh great! He and I alone in the house. He told me that Grandma had taken the younger kids out for pizza and a movie. Since I did not get home in time he said he would wait here for me. Hmm, How very responsible of him . . . or maybe there was something else to it. He sat down on a big chair I had in my room and asked me about the teenage life, friends and school and stuff. Then, he said that while we were speaking of school, the school had called and said they were concerned that I may have been skipping one day last week. Oh, man! I didn’t think I’d get busted for that. Well, at least they called Grandpa. I should be able to weasel my way out of it. Right then he said he would not tell my folks but he wanted to know honestly if I was guilty or not. Not fearing retaliation, I admitted my folly. He said he would stick to his promise not to tell, but that he would have to take care of this himself. My stomach began to stir. Wait a minute! What is that supposed to mean?! He told me to wait there. I waited in nervous anticipation. When he came back in the room he was holding a large pingpong paddle. “No, no”, was all that I could say. He repeated to me that he would take care of it and no one else needed to know about it. I knew even a paddling from him would be better than the prison camp state that would await me if he told. I lowered my eyes and hung my head communicating to him my compliance. He told me to come and stand before him facing away. I did so. he was sitting in the easy chair and I was standing with my bottom facing him. He told me to lower my jeans to the floor and step out of them. As I did what he requested, all I could think was that this can’t really be happening. After I became pantyless, he told me to bend over, reach out and place my hands on the desk that was quite a stretch in front of me. I strained to do so. “I bet all the boys tell you what a nice ass you have.” Within an instant his hands were all over my ass, massaging and rubbing my young cheeks. I could hear his labored breathing. Then, SWACK! Ooh, it hurt! SWACK! SWACK! “Oh, baby! I like how your sweet ass bounces and jiggles!” He rubbed my ass more, grabbing up handfuls in lustful delight. He sounded like he was about to pass out. He pulled away from me again and SWACK! SWACK! SWACK!pornIs he going to spank me until they come home? That could be hours. It was then I thought, I might as well have a little fun myself. I’m driving this old man crazy! “Grandpa, please, please let me have a break,” I begged. He allowed it and I stood up rubbing my bruised bottom. It hurt more than I thought it would. “It’s so hot in here!” I turned around and stood right in front of him in my T-shirt and lacy panties. I watched his eyes go straight to my crotch. I stood there acting like I didn’t notice. As his eyes soaked me in, I reached up and snatched off my T-shirt in an instant! I wasn’t wearing a bra and my young, bountiful tits leaped out into the thin air and lightly bounced there in front of his shocked vision. “Honey, they are beautiful! Walk over here for Grandpa.” I slowly approached him until his groping hands met my tantalizing, swollen tits. I have never been and probably never will be felt up like that again! He exhibited such a thoroughness with zeal and passion. My nipples perked up and stood at his beckoning attention! I didn’t know my nipples could get so hard and maintain their constant erection! My panties were being soaked as I stood there taking in his elderly worship of my youthful, engorged melons. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I reminded Grandpa of my spanking and how it must be finished. I assumed the position – bent over with my ass facing him, legs straight, and arms outstretched in front of me just gripping the desk. “Wait! Don’t start yet!” I said. I reached back and pulled down my wet panties, taking them completely off with one swift movement. There I was bent over in front of him completely naked. I knew it was his wet dream come to life. As I thought about him staring at my beautiful, young, erotic body my juices started to flow more swiftly. Staying in position, I spread my stance so that he could take in even more of my pouty sex. I could feel his stare invading my most private, tender sanctums. “Touch me! Touch me! Touch me!,” I cried to myself. SMACK! was all I heard. And then the stinging! “OW! Grandpa, that hurt!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! He rained down his best on my glowing red ass! “Tell me you like it.” he said. I was at the verge of tears. “I-i-i-i-i l-i-i-i-ike i-i-i-t, grandpa.” “That’s a good girl. You are a good girl, aren’t you? Bad girls are big teases, but I know you are my good girl.” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! And then silence, and all I could feel was the warmth of my well-spanked behind. Then, his hands were on the small on my back as he guided me toward the desk I was balancing myself on. He kept me bent over and soon the upper half of my body was lying face down on the desk. My tits were pressed down into the smooth, cool wood just by the sheer weight of my chest. He stood over me and massaged my lower back and tenderly rubbed my ass cheeks and upper thighs. “How’s my good girl now?” “Better, grandpa.” “Are you my good girl or you a bad girl?” He said as his large rough hands gently pulled my ass cheeks apart. “I-i -i-i-‘m y-y-our g-g-ood girl.” Before I could finish speaking, I felt his tongue licking up and down my exposed crack. He lightly flitted about my tense anus with tickling wisps. I could not relax to let him in. “Oh no. My good girl is so tight.” He dipped his finger down between my wet pussy lips and soaked his finger, Then he lubricated my anus with it and slowly pushed his way inside of me. He fingered me deep and rhythmically. I found myself rocking on the desk, rubbing my clit against the grain and thrusting back on his finger. “That’s a good girl!” I think he could tell that I was ready to explode because he stopped and withdrew from me. “Okay, now honey, follow my instructions very carefully. . . . slowly roll over and scoot back on the desk.” He stood back and watched me obey. Here I thought I would give the old man a thrill, and now I was totally obedient to him. I lay there, naked, feeling the slickness of the desk under me, now that my juices were everywhere. I looked up at him standing over me. His gaze was covering me from head to toe, I felt so young and helpless. He was so large standing over my vulnerable state. He stared at me without touching me until my sex ached and I had become too uncomfortable. He could tell I was squirming under this perpetual anticipation. “Do you want me to touch your body, honey?” I nodded yes. “Tell me. Tell your grandpa.” “P-p-p-please t-t-t-t-touch me, grandpa.” I was wondering if I was sounding like a little child. He bent over me and scooped up my waiting tits. He took them one by one as much as he could into his mouth. His tongue flickered at my nipples erecting them back to their rock hard state. My body writhed about uncontrollably on the desk. He did not divert his attention at all from my swelling titties when he said, “Spread your legs, honey, and bring your knees up toward the ceiling”. I did so without even thinking about it. He reached around and squeezed my still warm pinkish ass. I moaned and wiggled. He stood up straight and walked over to the end of the desk, so that he was staring right at my opened pussy. I was spread towards him and my cunt was visibly dripping its lust lotion. “You are doing very well, sweetheart.” He delicately pinched each of my pussy lips and spread them far apart until I felt the ecstatic limits of their stretching. “What a sweet, pink pussy hole you have. I bet all the little boys you date want to play with it.” He pushed the first digit of his thick finger inside of me. I rolled and rolled on it without choice. “Do you want grandpa all the way in?” “Y-y-y-yes, p-p-p-please, sir.” He slid it in smoothly until his knuckle disappeared inside of me. I rocked on him like crazy, moaning and crying out like a fool. All my dignity went out the window when he eased it back and forth in my begging chamber. All of a sudden, he withdrew and I audibly gasped! He straightened my legs out and spread my thighs apart as far as was comfortably possible. “Close your eyes, honey.” I froze there with my eyes tightly shut.porn and erotic storyA moment passed and then I felt him there, his tongue licking between my lips, sliding in and out of me, sucking on my enlarged clit. The rhythm, up and down – I was moving with him. He slid a finger up my ass and then another one up my pussy – with the other hand he began to roughly grope my tits and the whole time he sucked and flicked at my clit with his hungry tongue. I couldn’t take it anymore – his fingers thrusting with the same motion inside of me! His lapping tongue on my clit. I began screaming wildly – “Oh! oh! oh! oh! o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-h!” He squeezed my nipple hard when I came, and drove his fingers deep and powerfully inside me. He just let me lay there pulsing on him, until I calmed down completely. Then, he got up, walked around to my head and kissed me lightly on the forward. “That’s my good girl.” He walked out of the room. I did see him until late when everyone got back. He acted as if nothing had happened, but before they left to go home, he did give me a pinch on the ass when no one was looking. I gave him a hug good-bye in front of everyone, and I felt all anxious inside when he said, “Now that’s my good girl!”
Jackie extended her head out the window of her apartment on the Parisian left bank and allowed he long auburn hair to dry naturally in the gentle breeze. Mom and Dad were right when they suggested that after she finished her bachelor’s degree in elementary teaching that she should go to Paris for the summer to unwind. Being a tall, 5’10” red head with a beautiful shimmering complexion didn’t hurt. Although her mouth was a little wide, when she smiled her crimson lips drove men to distraction. Café life was one of Jackie’s favorite pass times. She loved the strong café and vin rouge and the fact that the waiters did not annoy you. One of her favorite spots was a café on the corner near the Boulevard St. Michel where she could watch the lovers kissing in front the streaming fountain. There were times when lovers would kiss even in a downpour of the frequent Paris rains. Today was going to be quite an adventure for Jackie and she had no forewarning of it. As she sat at her usual table in the café she noticed that all the other tables were occupied. A swarthy mature gentleman approached her table and said, “Do you mind if I sit at your table? You seem to have an extra chair and I really don’t like to stand and drink my espresso. Besides it always enjoyable to have a conversation with a lovely young American.” “Is it so obvious that I am an American? How did you know? “I suppose it’s the way you sit so provocatively in you chair and expose just enough to get a man’s attention.” The dark man replied. Jackie could not help noticing the large bulge in his pants. So she nodded agreement and he sat down with her. His cologne was faint but breath taking. Jackie moved her chair closer to him so that she could observe him more closely. Her eyes drawn to the lump in his trousers and she dreamily though of all the beautiful cocks she had seen in her young life. When she and twin brother Billy were growing up she was the victim of real penis envy every time they bathed together. One day when mom was out of the bathroom for a few minutes she grabbed Billy’s pee pee to teach him a lesson. Billy immediately became hard and almost jumped out of his skin. However, Jackie inadvertently began rubbing his cock that grew and grew before her. Before, they knew what happened, Billy shot some white cream right into Jackie’s face and mouth. It was like tasting ambrosia for the first time. Jackie could not believe how good it tasted and bent over to lick up the few drops hanging to the head of Billy’s cock. Immediately, Billy’s cock hardened and Jackie began to suck on it with all her might. At that age when cum is so often and enjoyable, Billy in a few minutes filled Jackie’s mouth once again. The feel of the cum in her mouth and sliding down her throat set Jackie on fire and it was then that she deep throated Billy for the first time. After that Mom had no trouble getting Billy and Jackie to take their evening bath together. Like all children Billy and Jackie wondered if they were doing something bad. Jackie was a natural born snoop and there fore, kept a close eye on the activities of her parents. She noticed that some nights after she and Billy had gone to bed there were sounds coming from Mom and Dad’s bedroom that seemed very strange. Mom was often to be heard moaning and there was also the sound of the squeaking springs of the bed. Mom and Dad were not very careful about closing the bedroom. So one night after they had all gone to bed, Billy and Jackie sneaked into the parent’s room undetected. The room was very dark but as they waited their eyes adjusted and they could make out their mother and father. Mom was sitting on the bed and was unbuttoning Dad’s pajamas. Plop out flopped Dad’s pee pee and was it large! Billy’s was still very small in comparison. In an instant Mom had Dad’s long hard cock in her mouth and her head was bobbing back and forth rapidly. Finally, Mom got so excited that she swallowed Dad’s entire cock and licked his balls. Jackie thought Daddy must surely have cum by now but to her surprise he removed his enormous cock from Mom’s mouth and shoved it between her legs. Mom’s legs were spread as far as they could go and Dad’s cock was in her pee pee up to his balls. It was now that Mom began moaning and groaning as Dad pumped his cock deep and hard into her. While Mom and Dad were really getting into a hot fuck, Billy’s cock was being sucked voraciously by Jackie determined to keep pace with her Mom. However, when Mom lay back and allowed Dad to start fucking her cunt, Jackie became confused. Billy being a bright boy slowly pushed Jackie back and she lay on her back with her virginal pussy open for the world to see and Billy’s little cock. In a twinkling Billy was on top of Jackie and was trying to shove his cock into her like Dad was doing to Mom. Jackie was very tight and as Billy pushed he did not get very far. Then it happened Billy stiffened up and shot his load right on to the outer lips of Jackie’s vagina. Billy was so excited that his cock almost immediately hardened again. Now when he tried to push his cock into Jackie, his cum helped to lubricate her and it was almost immediately was in all the way, At first, Billy’s cock was too big and her pussy was too tight, but with his constant pressure something seemed to give way and Jackie felt herself filling up with Billy’s cock. A little pain made the experience a little uncomfortable but then something seemed to tear. Billy’s next several strokes were irritating but then Jackie’s senses took over and she began to enjoy the first real fuck of her life. Billy pummeled his sister’s cunt until he came again, while she orgasmed for the first time. Softening up, Billy wanted to pull out his cock but Jackie whimpered in his ear to let it be where it was because it felt so good. Billy and Jackie then turned their eyes on their parents who were fucking with wild abandon. Dad’s back arched and Mom thrust her cunt up towards him as a gusher of cum flooded her pussy. To the kid’s amazement, Dad immediately slid down and licked his own cum from Mom’s throbbing pussy. At the sight of this Jackie spread her legs and without any urging Billy went to town. Mom and Jackie experienced their orgasms concurrently and screamed into their pillows. Billy and Jackie then crept out of their parent’s bedroom on their hands and knees and fell worn out into their beds. “Do you think they were wise to our little charade?” asked Mom. “I don’t think it even occurred to them. You know how kids are at their age, thinking they know it all. However, since you saw Jackie sucking Billy’s cock in the bath tub, I believe we did the right thing by letting them watch two experienced lovers do it the right way. As Jackie grew older she saw her parents naked many times, especially after they joined a naturalist club in New Jersey. Sometimes, these clubs were really places where swingers congregated. One never knew what you might see in and around the pool after the sun went down. Many a male dived in the pool, only to come up with a pair of warm lips wrapped around his dick. This was another type of school for Jackie. When Jackie enrolled at Slippery Rock University, she was no virgin, but she was incomplete in some way. Looking for something new in her life, Jackie who was not very athletic, decided to become a student manager for the football team. One of her many duties was to make sure that each player had access to towels fort the after game shower. About the third game into the season, Jackie went to locker room to begin the process of cleaning up after the players had left. Upon entering thew locker room Jackie went immediately to work as she listened to her walkman. Due to this she did not hear the water running in the shower. Some of the towels were heaped in a pile in the far end of the room and Jackie proceeded their and bent down to gather them together. Jackie did not here the shower being turned off, but to her great surprise saw a great black stud of a man come out and go to his locker. She could not believe her eyes. Mon, Dieu. What was that huge wand between his legs? It was her first glance of a black man’s large black cock. Hanging there flaccid it looked enormous. This black piece of meat made Billy and Dad look like midgets. Scooting down, she watched as the black man dried himself eventually coming to his groin. Using his large hand he grabbed his beautiful ebony prick and began to slowly stroke it. To her amazement, Jackie saw his cock get hard and then even larger than it was before. He left go of his throbbing cock and it began to jump up and down in front of him. Gasping at the sight of this masturbating giant, she slipped and knocked over the bench in front of her. The black behemoth quickly turned and saw her and laughed. Holding his gigantic ebony cock in his hand, he approached her smiling all the way. “Down on your knees, bitch! I’ll show you what you get for spying on me!” With this he pushed Jackie to her knees and shoved his black sword into her mouth. It was a good thing that Jackie always had a wide mouth and could at least engulf the whole of his prick’s head. Although, she gagged, she loved the idea of having his hard dark meat for a meal. He wasn’t satisfied with just the head being in her mouth. “Deep throat me, you red haired whore! I wanna feel my cock in you throat! I want you to lick my balls the hard way!” “Glub, Glub,” said Jackie as she strained to take more and more cock in to her mouth and throat. Almost the whole rampant monster was in her, when he left go with an enormous load of cum. The added lubrication of his cum allowed his cock to go the rest of the way down her gagging throat! “Well, Honey, how do you like sucking a black man’s big prick?” “It’s the most beautiful cock I have ever seen. May I hold it and look at it more closely?”porn sex imageSurprised by her response he presented his now limp prick for her inspection. Taking the black monster in her hands, Jackie began to look at it from all angles. Truly a work of art, she finally had before her that for which she had been longing. This thick black piece of ebony needed to be put in its sheath between her creamy white legs. Reaching down Jackie took his balls in her hands and lifted them up to her mouth and began to lick and suck them. His cock immediately sprung up almost knocking out her eye. “What do you want, Baby? Would you like Big Daddy to slam dunk his big black snake into your little white cunt?” “Oh, Big Daddy, it’s all I ever dreamed of. A cock as big as yours might finally fill me all the way. I’ll bend over and you drive it home!” With this plea he stabbed his cum soaked cock deep into her waiting pussy. Once again it started slow, but to his amazement her sloppy pussy took in every bit of his 11 inches. With this encouragement he began to pound her ass for all he was worth. “Fuck me you Black bastard. I want it all! Rip me apart inside. Harder, harder, don’t be a pussy!” This encouraged Big Daddy enough that he practically drove Jackie up against the wall. She could feel every vein in his bursting black cock and the big head deep inside the hot vagina. Finally, the release came and both orgasmed at the same time. A beautiful sight it was with them lying among the towels on the floor. The beautiful, lone legged, white skinned red head with the large black cock in her pussy while the muscle on Big Daddy’s back rippled. After this Big Daddy introduced her to many of his fellow Afro Americans on campus, but Jackie would only fuck the ones with really huge black cocks. Although, her parents did not know it, Jackie wanted some relief from all her college fucking and that’s why she wanted to go to Paris. However, Jackie still did not satisfy all her needs. She was still looking for a cock big enough to satisfy her. This takes us to the day when Jackie shared her table with the dark stranger in an outside café on the Boulevard St. Michel in Paris. After a small espresso, Bernard asked Jackie if he could buy her a glass of wine to brighten up her day. However, after several glasses, Jackie was feeling warm and friendly and was squeaking peeks at the large bulge in Bernard’s trousers. Before long the shadows of dust were getting longer in their trips across the Boulevard St. Michel. Jackie was famished but was transfixed by Bernard’s presence. “Jackie, would you care to join me for supper in a small private club I belong to here in the Latin Quarter?” Bernard asked with flashing eyes. “I am very, very hungry, but I cannot eat all the French delicacies. Snail, for example, leave me cold. Are there other entrees that are more like American selections?” “You can have whatever you want at this restaurant and club. If you don’t like anything we can always send out to a nearby restaurant.” “I cannot refuse your offer. Your eyes tell me that you are someone I can trust. Let’s go. Bye the way what is the name of the club?” “The Underground Riding Club is its name and when we get there you will soon see why.” They walked several blocks towards Notre Dame and turned down onto the Rue de la Chat Qui Peche. This street is filled with inexpensive Greek restaurants with waiters outside inviting potential customers inside. In the middle of the first block, Bernnard led Jackie to a stair that led down to an unmarked red door. He knocked on the door and as if they were back in the prohibition era a small peek hole opened. Bernard showed a small card and they were immediately admitted. The lights in the club were subdued. Jackie and Bernard were guided to their table by a young woman wearing a leather mini and nothing else. It took Jackie’s breath away to see such a perfectly shaped beauty and she believed that she noticed a small but definite movement of Bernard’s bulge. They sat inside a cozy loge a deep red velvet plush sofa. Each booth had curtains that could be drawn to give complete privacy. There was a small table before them where their food and drinks would be served. “Will you trust me to order for you?” Asked Bernard. “Nothing too hot or creepy, if you please. But go ahead and order,” she smiled. Bernard whispered into the garcon’s ear and he disappeared in the gloom of the club only to return with a plate of the daintiest sandwiches Jackie had ever seen. After a few finger sandwiches and of course some more wine, Jackie began to look around the club. There was a center stage with red velvet ropes cordoning it off from the audience. At this time it was bathed in a very subdued light. Around the stage were perhaps twenty-five booths similar to the one in which Bernard and Jackie were sitting. While they ate Jackie became more relaxed with a warm sensual glow drifting over her body. She felt like reaching out and releasing Bernard’s monster from it lair. However, Bernard was just a new acquaintance and Jackie did not know how he would respond. Bernard could not resist any more. His dark skinned hand was now delicately massaging Jackie’s thigh. Reacting to his overture, Jackie soon had her hand on his crotch and could feel the incredible cock inside. His cock felt larger than any of her black jocks and that was saying something. Getting ready to unzip his pants, Bernard told Jackie to wait because the show was about to begin. Jackie had not noticed but almost all the booths were filled and the lights on the stage were being raised. Hearing a noise to her left she looked and saw a rather large door being open. Out stepped a petite woman and a rather tall rustic looking woman with a riding crop. They went to the center of the stage and spread some hay on the floor in preparation for some entertainment. A horse now whinnied from off stage and the larger woman went back through the door. She then led the horse out onto the stage and began to lead him around so everyone could see for themselves that he was indeed a stallion. She then blindfolded the stallion to prevent anything from scaring him Jackie could see several cameras on tripods set around the stage in the booths. Now the petite performer approached the stallion and reached under his belly. “Oh, my God, what is she going to do, Bernard? ” Reacted Jackie. Bernard winked and nodded toward the stage so that Jackie did not miss the performance. The stallion had a large cock before being excited but as the woman stroked it the length just grew and grew. It must have been at least two feet long and was bobbing up and down. Le petite femme soon had slipped back the stallion to reveal a long cherry red head to the black cock. She now tried to get as much of the stallion’s cock as she could into her luscious mouth. While, she could not surround much of it with her lips the stallion obviously liked what was being performed on him.forced rape sex storiesJackie could wait no longer and had Bernard’s rock hard prick out of this trousers and had her two hands wrapped around it. It was still larger than her grasp, which surprised and excited her. By this time Bernard was slipping his whole hand into her self lubricated pussy. It occurred to Jackie that the other guests might be watching them so she looked around the other booths. To her relief they were all looking intently looking at the stage in all kinds of sexual activities. On the stage the petite femme had slid under the stallion and was arching her back so that her hairless cunt was getting nearer and nearer to the stallion’s enormous cock. His cock had seemed to grow even more since Jackie had last looked. Obviously, this was a job for more than one and the gran femme was helping to guide the big black monster into the waiting pussy slick and wet from its own excretions. While transfixed on this scene hardly noticed as Bernard lifted her on to his bulging lap. When he placed the enormous purple head of his cock against her steamy vagina she did become interested. To his great surprise and delight his cock began to slide easily into her large pussy. Little did he know that Jackie had fucked some of the largest black cocks on the college football team. Nor did he know that Jackie had a hidden urge for even larger cocks. The head of Bernard’s cock slid slowly into the dark sweet pink interior of Jackie’s cunt stretching it as it progressed. Jackie felt the huge tool impaling her and moved up and down on the monster all the time getting further and further down on his crotch. Bernard could not believe Jackie’s abandon and his mind swam as his felt her cunt accept the last inch of his bursting cock. As she began to really ride up and down on Bernard’s prick she was gazing at the stage where la petite femme was getting some of the stallion’s red tipped cock into her well stretched pussy. The gran femme guide the stallion’s cock and made sure his did not hurt inadvertently la petite femme. She now climaxed in a drug like rush and the stallion stiffened up and began to shoot an enormous load of cum all over the women’s bodies. The two femmes began to lick up the expended cum from the stallion’s shrinking dick and from each other’s bodies. By this time she was crazy with sensual desire and was literally pumping Bernard’s cock into her cunt with all her might. Bernard would never forget the sensations of Jackie’s cunt engulfing the entire length of his long hard cock time after time as she bounced up and down in his lap. Jackie’s eyes were closed and she was staining more and more to relieve Bernard of his cum. The he stiffened and she knew the end was near and as she felt his huge wad of cum spraying into he waiting vagina, she turned around and took his cum shooting cock into her mouth. While, his cock was beginning to shrink, Jackie sucked all that was left down her throat and drained him dry of his cum. After she recovered from this sexual, she dimly heard applause from all the booths. Looking up from Bernard’s lap she saw that everyone was looking at them and clapping. This recognition made her feel giddy and at the same time happy. Not till this moment did Jackie realize that she enjoyed performing sexually in public. Perhaps she was aware the whole time that she was being watched. It did not matter to her anymore she loved the adulation. The stage was now bare and the performers had gone much to Jackie’s disappointment. “Is it over for tonight? I’d love to see them perform again!” Wished Jackie. “No, there is usually another performance, but tonight the petite femme has another engagement.” A devious dirty little idea formed in Jackie’s mind. “Could I take her place, Bernard? I love the size of the horse’s big cock and would love to suck and fuck it!” This statement really blew Bernard away. “Well, let me see what can be arranged, Jackie. You certainly are a big surprise. Perhaps, you would prefer to be masked.” “Yes, Bernard, that would make it even more daring.” When he returned he led Jackie to the dressing rooms where she donned a loose fitting robe and long red boots. The mask she put on was mostly red sequins and feathers. All the accessories went well with her fragrant unshaven red pussy. After a few moments discussion with the gram femme, she was led to the stage by Bernard. La gran femme followed with a pony much to Jackie’s disappointment. However, when Jackie looked between the pony’s legs she observed a cock almost the equal of the stallion’s. With a squeal of delight she immediately went under the pony and began to rub and suck his distended price. She may have been going tot fast as it was hard to keep him in place. When the pony’s prick was hard and ready for a good fuck Jackie whose cunt was a slippery as an eel opened up to receive it. Unlike her predecessor on the stage she did get the complete head into her snatch. It went in deeper and deeper until it could go not further. In fact, she had the entire length of the pony’s black cock in her pussy. She felt like she was going to cough up his balls. Then finally another sensation hit her from behind. Bernard had slipped behind her and began to drive his cock into her tight asshole. Painful at first Jackie was soon driving her ass hole harder and harder on Bernard cock while her pussy was taking deep thrusts from the pony. The pony came before Bernard and quick as a wink Jackie had the pony’s cock in her mouth sucking with all her might. The cum had a wild sweet taste. Different from a man’s but incredibly intoxicating in its own perverted way. As she sucked the last drop from the pony’s still rampant cock, she could tell that Bernard was having a real good time in her ass. He was driving her like a pile driver. Obviously, Jackie had never had such a large cock in her ass before and it was tearing her apart. But the combination of the pain and pleasure had her screaming at the tip of her lungs with tears flowing freely from her soft blue eyes. As he began to cum in her as she pulled his cock out with a pop, swung around and began to suck the shit stained cock of all its love juice once more to the standing ovation of the awe struck audience. Early in the morning Bernard escorted Jackie to her apartment leaving her at the door with the understanding her would return. Bernard was part owner in the club and through his offices Jackie was allowed to fuck the horse and pony on the stage in front everyone usually once or twice a week that summer. Eventually she actually almost got the stallion’s entire cock into her cunt.
I meet this guy in a bar one night while on a business trip and we got talking we both sat at the bar drinking.I had never seen him before so were complete strangers we got onto the subject of being married and what our wives did for a job and so on.Then he told me that his wife was a really hot sexy woman and showed me a photo of her she was certainly very sexy with long legs and a very big bust and asked me what my wife was like.I told him that my wife was also very sexy and that I didn’t have a full body photo only her face so I showed him.‘Wow your wife is very attractive I bet she has a hot body to go with that face.She certainly has I said and was very proud to have a really sexy and understanding wife.We’ve been married for 15 years and have a great life together if you know what I mean.As the night went on we were talking most of it then the conversation got around to our wives again he asked me had I ever been unfaithful to her.No never?Have you?Yes many times“Oh I see?You should try it sometime its greatWhat about your wife?We have a very open marriage maybe you should consider asking your wife if she would like to try it?You must be joking she would never agree to anything like that?Are you a betting man?In what way?I would like to bet you that if you were to suggest it too her she would agreeNo she would never agreeOk I will bet you that I could get your wife to agree to have sex with me.Are you joking with me?Do you want to bet or gamble I will give you $1000 that I can get your wife to have sex with another man do we have a deal!!!Well I will have to give it some thought as that’s a lot of money to loose.So you do think i can get your wife to have sex with me.I didn’t say that?Not confident about it?I’m not too sure at the moment?He’s my phone number gives me a ring if you want to take up my betIt sounds too good to be true I could do such a lot with $100 its very temptingI know she would never agree too having sex with a stranger,It could be a very safe bet and easy money for me but he seems very confident to bet such a large sum of money,I’m curious as to how he would even know how to approach the subject with her or let alone even talking to her without me knowing what he’s up too.The next day I couldn’t get the thought out of my mind and what I could do with a little extra money so I rang the number when he answered he said I knew you would ring how about we meet later in the bar for a drink and we can seal the deal.That night I waited for him to turn up I didn’t have to wait longHi let me buy you a drink and we can talk later by the end of the night I was well and truly pissed shall we go to my room for another drink.I just followed him not sure what I was doing but as we got to the room he said are you ready to sign for the bet yes?I couldn’t remember what we had agreed so I just signed and then I must have passed out too much drinkWhen I woke up I was lying on the floor it was now light and I was late for work the guy was no where to be seen I didn’t even know his name I got up and went to my room.I then checked out and went to work I was due home later that day as for the stranger I never gave him another thought.It was a couple of weeks when I got a letter through the post it was a demand for $5000 What the hell is all this about I thought then I read on,You signed an agreement to pay Anthony Smith the sum of $5000 as agreed to the deal signed below that’s my signature I’ve been conned by the stranger in the hotel bar he got me drunk and made me sign this agreement I must tell Sally my wife it was a mistake and try and sort it out.real porn storiesAs you might have guest Sally wasn’t too pleased when I told her “How the hell did you get yourself in this position?So I explained what we had said to each other and about the bet I thought I could take his money easy because I knew you wouldn’t agree to such a deal.How stupid could you be and to think I trusted you what does he want from you?$5000 I said?How the hell can we afford that sort of money?I know we can’t what shall I do I haven’t got that sort of money?So what are we going to do?I don’t know I’ll ring him and ask him what he’s playing at?I rang but he never answered so I left a message for him to ring me laterThat night he rang me back what do you want?I haven’t got that sort of money you coned me you bastard?(There’s no need to swear)You know what I want you signed a deal and I want my part of bet?She would never agree to what you want?Well then you had better convince her then or I will pursue you in through the courts for my money do I make myself clearYes?There will be a parcel coming to your house it will be for your wife there will be details as to what she must wear and where to meet me so you need to start talking to her now.What did he say and what does he want?What he wants is my side of the bet You?Do you mean he wants me to have sex with him?Yes?No way I’m not going to do that do you hear me?I hear you but if you don’t he will take us to court for the money and he sending a parcel for you?What’s going to be in it?The clothes he wants you to wear and instructions and what you have to do?This just gets better is there no way we can change his mind?No?I need to think this over it looks like theirs no other way I hope you relies what this means to me I have never had sex with anyone except you and now your getting me to have sex with this man to save your neck.We didn’t speak for the next few days the parcel arrived as stated when sally opened it there was a thong no bra stocking and a black high heels a short black strapless dress this lot must have cost him a lot of money as it’s a designer labels something I could never afford.It says I must get you to drive me to this address on Friday and to make sure you wait for me?Friday soon came and Sally was now upstairs getting ready,I have to admit the thought of my wife fucking another man made me feel horny I wanted to watch her fuck him?Sally came down the stairs she looked so fucking sexy in the dress it was perfect and the shoes showed her long sexy legs in her stocking she looked amazing?How do I look”?Fantastic?Shame that its you who is not going to be fuck ing me this is for another man so take a good look as I’m doing this for you?As we drove to the address we never said a word I pulled up to the place an out of town motel.My phone rang it was him?Ask your wife to go to room 10So I parked outside the room and told her its room 10 and was waiting for her.She got out the car she said see you later remember Im doing this for you and walked to the door.I watched her as the door opened and she stepped inside this was it there was no turning back .There wasn’t anything I could do but wait?cum wife sex storiesHi Sally my name is Andrew please have a seat and lets get the details out of the way first your husband signed this contract with me so after tonight is over you can have this contract and that will be the finish of the deal Ok?Yes Ok?Great I see your wearing the items I sent you very nice too you’re a very sexy woman and have a great body?Can we just get this over with?There’s no rush I want to enjoy this moment with you and I want your husband to understand betting your wife as a prize will make him respect and appreciate you more.Im not sure about that?After Ive finished with you. You might be back for more?Ok take the dress off I want to see that sexy body of yours?I started to remove my dress Oh my god you have a body to die for and you look so sexy in that thong and those legs look amazing?I was feeling good about myself being paid so many complements so I really started to act sexy in front of him if I was going to do this then I was going to enjoy it?He then asked me to come closer to him I did he pushed his face right between my legs and started to put his tong into my pussy “Oh god that felt so good.He was now making me feel wet he then turned me around and pushed his face into my rear and used his tong up between my bum cheeks.I had never had that done to me before it was amazing.Do you like that as he push his finger into my pussy while liking my bum hole.Oh god that feels so good pls don’t stop?he then spun me round and pulled my thong to one side and rammed his young into my wet pussy and put his finger in my rear which made me squirm this was an amazing feeling I have never experience anything like this before I was now ready for his cock.I wanted to start sucking his cock so I told him lie back on the bed he was now so hard it took me a bit of time to get it out of his pants.Wow it was so big a lot bigger than my husbands and thick too I put his cock to my lips this was going to be a challenge as i wasn’t sure I could fit it all in my mouth.I slowly put the head to my lips and gently pushed forward taking about half it was so fucking big .I started to suck him but he wanted me to take more in I could feel myself gagging as he touch the back of my throat and there was still more to go I decided to push further and allow it to go down my throat?Oh god I felt his cock pulsate in my throat as gagged trying to suck him.I was glad when he took it out and said?Im ready to fuck that pussy.I then got on top of him guided his cock to my pussy lips how I going to fit monster into my pussy goodness knows.Then I slowly pressed down he was so big I could feel my pussy lips being forced apart and each time I pushed down the tighter it got because of his size he pushed himself upwards until I had most of his cock inside of me.Oh my god he was so hard and so big it felt wonderful once inside I managed to moved up and down slowly my pussy was now lubricating his cock which made it easier fucked him my tits were bouncing with the rhythm of moving up and down he was trying to grab and suck on them so I leaned forward it felt so good I love having my tits sucked.by now we were pounding each other so much I was now ready to cum over his big cock.”Oh fuck I’m going to cum fuck me harder Oh Fuck me Oh Fuccccccking hell? Oh my god I’m cumin Oh Fucccccking ?hell fuck me you bastard I need your cock fuccccccking hell? Oh my god you bastard your making so wet Fuck me harder Owweeee I cuminAs I cum I felt him explode inside me it was amazing he never stopped cumin it felt like he was tap full of cum that someone had forgotten to turn off .We lay there for a while to recover I could still feel his cum in me I must have had a bucket load .I eased myself off his cock I lay on my back next to him he leaned over and started to suck my tits again which was making wet again he worked his fingers down to my pussy and pushed his fingers inside he was scooping the cum out from my pussy and boy did he know how to use his fingers .I want to make sure theirs enough room for my second load he said ?taboo porn storiesI begged him to fuck me again and he did he lifted my legs over my head and pushed his hard cock right back into me again and inserted his finger into my bum hole. “Oh fuck that’s feels so good he was now pounding with his cock and fingering my hole at the same time too I was loving every thrust I was soon cumin again and before long he was pumping me full of him cum it was the most amazing feeling Ive ever had I didn’t know it could be so good with another man.We rested for about 30 minutes then we fucked again this time he fucked me standing up against the wall he told me I looked so sexy in my heels and stockings and with my tits bouncing he fucked me another two times I was now dripping in his cum down my inside thighs as I felt it pouring out he pulled out and then back in for another fuck i was so sore I must have been with him for hours?My husband must have thought when is she coming out she’s been with him for so long .Well buddy shame this was your fault and you owe me big what you put me through Ha”Ha”?I got dressed and made my way to the door I turned and said to Anthony Thanks for the night I had a real good time and the sex was amazing you have a great cock.I might try it again sometime?My pleasure call me anytime you have my number?I might just do that?As I got to the car Tim had fallen asleep good job too as if he Knew how much I had enjoyed myself he wouldn’t have been too pleased.Take me home I said and never ask me to do anything like this again ok?Ok and thank you I owe you big time?You do buster i could feel the cum still pouring from my pussy I had truly been fucked by a stud.The moral of this story is never bet on your wife unless you want loose?
Another year, another Wimbledon, another semi-final … another match point. Tina had heard it said that history repeats itself, but this was surely pushing it. How could she have been so stupid…? She knew exactly how, of course. Ever since that fateful day this time last year, women’s tennis had changed beyond recognition. The photos in the next day’s papers had won her immediate condemnation from a bunch of people she did not care about, while also earning immediate super-celebrity status as one of the world’s leading sex symbols. The fact that she had ended up losing the match made no difference at all. The job offers came rolling in, though she politely declined all requests that she pose nude for men’s magazines, and her bank balance grew and grew…This fact was not lost on her fellow tennis starlets. At last year’s US Open, a succession of tiny microskirts made their way out on to the courts, and soon Tina found herself facing stiff competition. One girl, in particular, seemed to have hardly any inhibitions at all – her name was Laura Lessing and she had won the hearts and loins of millions of male admirers across the globe. She had first made news by wearing bright red French-cut panties under her short skirt, and though she received reprimands from numerous umpires she continued to wear similar underwear in tournament after tournament. Her skirts were generally not excessively minuscule, but they were made of such a light material that they flew up around her waist at the slightest breeze, and she was not quick to cover her modesty. She obviously adored the limelight.As did Tina, who found herself driven to further exhibitionistic acts on the court just so she could keep herself in the media spotlight. In the French Open, she had worn a skirt that only barely covered her buttocks, with lacy panties beneath. The skirt was made of a stiff material that would neither fly up nor ride up, but whenever she bent over she knew she was showing her panties to the crowds and the cameras.Her fan sites doubled in number, then trebled. Fan mail poured in, as did the contracts, and she carefully ignored the vicious backlash from conservative groups. The people she had intended to thrill were thrilled.For this year’s Wimbledon, she had prepared well. The stretchy skirt idea had been a good one, but it had been flawed. Now, however, she had ironed out the problems. A skirt had been designed and made for her specially – one that would ride up as she moved, but not too quickly. Unlike her night-club skirt of the previous year, this one would not end up around her waist. Indeed, even after the longest, most vigorous points, it would uncover no more than a centimetre of the lower curves of her buttocks. Thus she could be sexy, but safe in the knowledge that she was in control.The dress code for this Wimbledon had been re-written. With new money pouring into the game, big name sponsors had put pressure on the rules committee to allow the female players a little flexibility. In short, the players could wear skirts of any length as long as they covered the buttocks while the player was at rest and standing straight, and the underwear rules had been relaxed to permit any kind of underwear except thongs and g-strings. There had been fierce opposition to these changes, and a few resignations had occurred. But the changes had stuck.So, on the first day of the Wimbledon fortnight, Tina had strode on to the court wearing a semi-stretchy white miniskirt that covered her buttocks with almost an inch to spare, with a pair of pale blue French-cut panties underneath. The outfit had gone down a storm. Every day for the last week and a half, she had graced several pages of each and every tabloid in the country. She practically received a standing ovation every time she walked out on to the court.And today she faced Laura Lessing. Laura had received a similarly rapturous welcome on her first day, as she appeared on court wearing not only her trademark ‘flying’ skirt, but also a tight tank top through which the outline of her bra was clearly visible. The tabloids contained nearly as many photos of Laura as they did of Tina. In fact, over the last couple of days Tina had been incensed to discover herself almost marginalised by full-page spreads of Laura’s latest gimmick – a pair of French-cut panties that had been judiciously altered to turn them almost, but not quite, into a thong. And the committee did not object! This angered Tina. Laura was flouting the new rules and getting away with it!So last night, Tina had decided she was not going to be outdone in her own match. She had summoned her tailor (she never went anywhere without him these days), and given him the job of ‘editing’ her own panties. She showed him the picture of Laura’s bottom adorning the front page of The Quasar. “I want you to make mine even skimpier than that,” she said, “while still not being a thong.”Gerard’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. “That … will be tricky,” he remarked. “But I’ll give it a try.”And so he had. The following morning, Tina was impressed with the result.“That will surely slip between my buttocks,” she observed critically.“It will, after a short while,” agreed Gerard. “But it’s not a thong – not quite. And I’m sure you’ll get a kick out of pulling it out of your arse every few points in front of the cameras.”Tina considered this, and a smile came to her lips. “Yes…” she said.“That will be fun.”But Martin, her manager, was outraged when he saw the garment. “You cannot wear that!” he exclaimed. “It’s hardly any bigger than the thong you wore last year! And just remember – you almost got banned from Wimbledon on account of that little stunt.”“It wasn’t a stunt!” objected Tina. “But that’s academic anyway. They’ve relaxed the rules since then, as well you know.”“But there are still rules,” Martin insisted. “And one of them is that thongs aren’t allowed.”“This isn’t a thong,” said Tina.“It virtually is. And when it’s bunched up between your butt cheeks, who’s going to know the difference?”“Who indeed?” Tina smiled wryly. “But I can easily prove to them that it isn’t.”Martin frowned, then turned on his heel and walked away.“He’ll get over it,” Gerard told her. “Now, about this top…”“Oh yes! Do you have it?”“It’s in your bag,” said the tailor. “Check it out – I think you’ll like it.”Tina hurried through to her room and placed the almost-thong on her bed next to her equipment bag. Opening the bag, she smiled as she spotted a white cut-off t-shirt folded neatly on the top. She smiled to herself.This was her latest gambit – exposure of the midriff. She pulled it out and held it up, giggling naughtily. Then she pulled out the miniskirt and sighed happily as she imagined the whole combination. This was going to be a good day. Finally she went through the rest of the equipment in the bag, making sure it was all present. She was not going to make the same mistake she had made this time last year!Placing her racquets in the bag first, she re-packed everything, leaving her clothing until last. She hesitated for a moment, then resisted the temptation to try the clothes on before packing them, too. She laid the panties and the skirt side by side on top of her track suit, then placed the t-shirt on top.“Tina?”She turned around at the sound of her manager’s voice. “Yes Martin?”“Waldo’s here – he wants to talk to you about tonight’s do.”Tina frowned. “Couldn’t he have phoned?”“He was in the hotel,” explained Martin. “Thought he’d ‘just drop by’ or something.”“Okay, I’m coming.” Tina stood up and went out to meet her agent.Waldo was a tall man with a thick crop of wild grey hair that always looked as if he’d been out in a strong wind. He had a habit of finishing every other sentence with “don’t you know” and his eyebrows bobbed up and down as he talked. Tina found him rather intimidating, but he was the best agent she’d had.“Ahem, well Tina, good morning and how do you do,” he pronounced sternly.“I’ve been chewing the old fat with the blokes at the press office and they happened to bring up the subject of interviews, don’t you know. So I thought to myself, as I am wont to do, ‘now here if I am not greatly mistaken is an opportunity old boy’ and …”Tina only half-listened, fascinated by his eyebrows, as Waldo trundled on through a terribly one-sided conversation at the end of which he paused, awaiting her response. She shook herself. “Ah, whatever you think is best, Waldo,” she said. “I trust your judgment.”“Most gratifying I am sure, well I’ll be tootling off now if you’ll pardon my flying visit – oh and I have another advertising contract I need to discuss with you, but it can wait until tonight, what? Or even tomorrow don’t you know. Toodle-pip.” And with that he swept out of the room.“We should be leaving,” said Martin, coming back into the room. “Are you ready?”“Sure,” said Tina. “Let me grab my bag.”She walked back into her bedroom and reached down to zip up her bag. Then she stopped. Something was not quite right. Her eyes narrowing, she slid her hand down the side of the bag and pulled out a white object that she had just glimpsed the corner of. It was a pair of conservative white panties.Annoyed, she flung them on to the floor. “Thought you’d try to convince me of the error of my ways, did you Martin?” she muttered.She said nothing to Martin as they left the hotel, and only in the car did she finally break her silence. “Honestly Martin,” she reprimanded him.“Sometimes you act just like my mother.”“Huh?” Martin looked puzzled.“The panties?”“Oh.” Martin flushed and responded defensively, “Well I’m sorry, but there are limits, you know.”“Just forget it,” said Tina.In the Centre Court changing rooms she met up with her arch-rival, and today’s opponent, Laura Lessing. “Hi,” said Tina rather coldly.“Hi Tina!” Laura gushed. “Wow, I’m so happy to be playing against you at last! You are my absolute hero, you know.”Tina was utterly disarmed, and found herself rather flustered. “Well, I…” she began. “Thank you! That’s nice of you to say so.”“I think it’s great what you’ve done for women’s tennis,” continued Laura.“You’ve possibly seen my, um … tributes … to your groundbreaking stunt last year…”“It wasn’t…” Tina began, before changing her mind. “Well, I guess I always figured you were trying to outdo me,” she said. “You must admit you’ve become rather popular yourself…”“I know!” Laura’s eyes were like saucers, as if she could barely comprehend the idea. “Isn’t it amazing? I mean, I’m nowhere near as pretty as you – I’m just overwhelmed at the attention I’ve got.”Tina chuckled. “Have you ever thought of, you know, toning it down a little?”Laura looked surprised. “Why, no,” she said. “Have you?” But she did not wait for a response before continuing in a conspiratorial whisper, “I just love to go a little further each time, you see. I know sooner or later I’ll get into trouble, but isn’t it amazing what they’ll let you get away with this year?”“Yes, it is,” agreed Tina. She sighed and began to undress. “Guess we’d better get into our skimpy outfits then.”Laura giggled. “Ooh yes,” she said.Tina pulled her t-shirt and skirt out of her bag, then stared into her bag in horror. Her heart plummeted into her shoes. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed.“What is it?” asked Laura in alarm.“My panties! They’re not here!”“What? Are you sure?”Tina suddenly realised with a shock that Martin had not only placed a conservative pair of panties in her bag, he had removed the other pair at the same time! “I don’t believe it!” she said. “My manager’s taken them out!”“Can’t you wear what you’re wearing now?” inquired Laura. “As I understand it, that’s what you did last year.”“I’m not wearing underwear,” hissed Tina sharply.“Ah,” said Laura. “Oops.”“Hey, are you wearing panties?” asked Tina on a sudden thought.“Yes but…”“Great! Can I wear them?”“No! I’m wearing the ones I’ll be wearing on the court!”“Oh.” Tina was crestfallen. “Good grief, what a fix.”“What skirt have you got?” inquired Laura.Tina showed her.Laura nodded. “Ah yes, I know that one. It doesn’t ride up much, does it?”“Not much,” conceded Tina. “But enough, probably.”“Maybe not, if you’re careful. And won’t it be awesome? Think of it – the first woman to play tennis at a Grand Slam tournament without panties!” Tina groaned. “I suppose it’s possible I might get away with it,” she said. “But I’ll be giving you the advantage.”Laura waved her hand dismissively. “Nonsense,” she said airily. “You’re the better player – you’ll have no problems.”Tina stared at Laura, perplexed. “What kind of pep-talk do you give yourself?” she inquired. “Are you expecting to lose?”“I don’t mind.” Laura shrugged. “I’m just out to play my best and have a good time. I don’t have any illusions.”Tina shook her head in great puzzlement, then sighed as she considered her position. Eventually she decided to bite the bullet, and changed into her miniskirt, sports bra and cut-off t-shirt. The latter item caught her by surprise – it was far tighter than she had imagined.Laura whistled. “Wow, sexy!” Tina chuckled. The top really was tight – it clung to every curve of her breasts and the bra beneath made highly visible ridges in its fabric. She decided she rather liked the effect.But then she noticed what Laura was wearing. She gasped. “Oh my goodness!” Laura had really pulled out all the stops, knowing she was up against the woman who had started the whole revolution in women’s tennis wear. Her light skirt had been drastically reduced in length – it barely covered her buttocks – and she was wearing a tight lycra crop-top that made Tina’s t-shirt seem almost conservative. “How do I look?” she asked.“You look … naked!” exclaimed Tina.Laura giggled. “Why thank you!” she said.The two girls donned their track suits and walked out to meet the crowd, to whistles and cheers and great applause. They lapped it up. Then Martin arrived.“Where have you been?” Tina hissed.“Getting a drink,” he said. “What’s up?”“What’s up??” Tina fought to control her anger. “Martin you idiot, I didn’t realise you’d taken my panties out of my bag!”“Huh?”“Those ones you put in there – I threw them away! Now I have nothing!” Martin gasped in shock. “Oh … my … God,” he managed at last.“Tell me about it. Now do you think you can go and get me some?”“Well, I’ll try,” he said, “but you know what the traffic’s like. Remember the last time?”“You don’t need to go all the way back to the hotel,” she told him. “Just find a clothes shop.”Martin nodded. “Okay,” he said, and hurried off.The sky was overcast as the two girls took off their track suits to rapturous applause. Cameras snapped in their hundreds. Tina had stomach butterflies as she began her warm up with a few serves from the right-hand side of the court. But her skirt stayed put (pretty much), and she made sure its hem stayed well below her buttocks. The breeze on her naked pussy made her feel terribly uneasy, but she forced herself not to think about it, and tried to concentrate on serving well.Meanwhile, Laura was getting all the attention. She was leaping high in every serve, her skirt flying up to reveal a pair of white silk panties that were almost as small as the ones Tina had been planning to wear. And they looked as if they were several sizes too small. Already the material at the back was creeping between her buttocks, and she made no attempt to rectify the situation. And she took her time about bending over (with straight legs) to pick up balls from the grass.Tina was a little relieved not to have all the cameras scrutinising her, but also rather annoyed that the crowd was watching Laura and not her.Nevertheless, she did not dare to let her skirt ride any higher than it was doing already, so she forced herself to ignore her opponent’s exhibitionistic antics and the crowd’s response.The match began. As expected, Tina’s skirt did not ride up much, and she began to relax a little. She was careful not to allow any point to go on for too long (sometimes this meant giving Laura the occasional point, but she could afford them), and gradually she began to feel that she was, after all, in control. After four games, the score was 3:1, and Tina was about to serve in the fifth when it began to rain.It was just a light drizzle, but after only a couple of points the grass was beginning to get slippery, and after a meaningful glance from Tina, the umpire ordered the covers to be brought out. Tina was relieved – it would buy her some time before Martin got back.But the covers were not on for long. Five minutes later the rain had ceased, and the players were cleared to resume the game. This they did, but this time Laura had the advantage. The damp grass caused them both to slip on several occasions, but whereas Laura took this in her stride, relishing the opportunity to flash her panties yet again, Tina could not afford to let her skirt ride up at all. So she played it safe, taking only small steps, while Laura capitalised on the opportunity to break serve for the first time.The drizzle began again in the next game, but stopped after only a couple of minutes. Tina was by now getting rather frustrated. She lost to Laura’s serve, then lost her own serve after that. Things were not going well. On the positive side, the rain was causing her t-shirt to cling even tighter to her chest, and the material was even easier to see through now that it was damp.Laura could not help but notice this as she came all the way up to the net to slam home a winning cross-court volley. She realised that her own crop top was not the type of garment to turn transparent in the rain, and she wished she had thought to wear a thin t-shirt like Tina’s. But perhaps there was something else she could do…At the beginning of the ninth game, with the score at 5:3 (to Laura), Tina bounced a ball in front of her, glancing occasionally at her opponent. She watched as Laura hopped from one foot to the other, bouncing on the spot, and then frowned. Laura seemed a little more … bouncy? than usual.And then she realised the startling truth: that her opponent had taken off her bra! Laura’s crop top was now bouncing under the influence of a pair of decidedly unfettered breasts (and Laura’s chest was fairly large for a tennis player).“Two can play at that game,” thought Tina to herself, and she clenched her teeth in a new resolve.Determined to pull herself back into the match, Tina began to take a few more risks. She managed to win her serve, but then had a nasty fright in Laura’s service game. While running at full-stretch to intercept an attempted pass, she slipped and abruptly did the splits (almost) on the damp grass. She squealed in horror and immediately closed her legs, pulling her skirt down to cover her neatly-trimmed pubic hair.There were one or two puzzled stares from the crowd, but the glimpse had been too brief for them to be sure about what they had seen. Tina could almost hear their comments: “Did you just see what I saw? Well, I’m not sure… it looked like she’s not wearing panties… Of course, I could be wrong…”She got to her feet, somewhat rattled, and returned to the baseline. The next couple of points went badly, and soon she found herself facing the wrong end of a set point. Biting her lip in anxiety, she was almost wrong-footed as the ball came hurtling down the court to her right-hand side. She launched herself towards it.Her foot slipped, and shot backwards. She sank to the floor as the ball whipped past her unmet. Her skirt had ridden up again and she hastily pulled it down as she got to her feet. Again, the whispers…“Game and first set to Miss Lessing,” announced the umpire.Tina sighed unhappily and prepared to serve. The lack of a bra certainly had not severely handicapped her opponent’s game. In fact, she seemed to have acquired a new confidence and was making very few errors. Still, her serve was not strong and could be beaten.By serving well, and taking some judicious risks, Tina succeeded in winning her service game. Smiling to herself as she sat down, she decided to up the stakes in the battle for the press’s attention. As surreptitiously as she could, she unclasped her bra and slipped it off, pulling it out through the left arm-hole of her t-shirt and dropping it into her bag. Immediately the damp t-shirt clung to her bare breasts, and with an involuntary shiver she realised she could just make out her nipples through the thin material. She was sure that the press cameras would also be able to see them.Without bra or panties, she walked out on to the court in just a cut-off t-shirt and a microskirt. Feeling naked and vulnerable but also rather aroused, she winked at Laura before her opponent served. The sensation of playing with no restraints on her breasts, however, was too unfamiliar and her return went wide. Laura’s next serve she pounded back into the net.Cursing to herself, she prepared to try again. She was annoyed with herself for having so much difficulty playing without a bra, when Laura seemed to be managing just fine.‘She probably practices without a bra all the time,’ she thought to herself suddenly. ‘Oh heck, what have I let myself in for?’ She lost that game, and then her own service game. Now 2:1 down, she watched as Laura prepared to serve once again. Her nineteen-year-old opponent’s crop top seemed a little skimpier somehow, and Tina frowned.What had the dratted girl done now? A brief rendezvous at the net in the next point answered her question.Laura had folded over part of her top, so that not only was it now more revealing, but it was also serving to keep her breasts in place more effectively. This was a clever plan, but it was risky – too much bouncing and Laura’s breasts would pop out from underneath the crop top. No doubt that added to the girl’s thrill.The drizzle began again, but not before Tina had broken serve, and then held on to her own serve, to bring the score to 3:2. As the two girls sat down in their respective places, the umpire leaned over to speak to Tina.“Miss Hathaway?” he said.Tina looked up guiltily. She folded her arms across her chest, convinced he was going to reprimand her for removing her bra. But she was mistaken.“How’s the court?” he asked. “I’m considering abandoning play, but it’s up to you two. Miss Lessing is happy to continue, so it’s your decision.”Tina thought for a moment. Martin was not back yet, but he surely would be soon. And she was beginning to play better now. Finally she was back in the lead, and she was becoming confident she could stay ahead until the end of this set. Furthermore, she was enjoying the way the drizzle was making her t-shirt more see-through every minute. “I’m okay for the moment,” she said. “It’s not that bad out there.”“Very well,” said the umpire, nodding.Tina took a swig from her water bottle, then got up and returned to the court.Two lost games later, she was regretting her decision. The drizzle had stopped, but the ground was still rather wet and slippery. She no longer felt she had an excuse for requesting that play be abandoned, and her t-shirt was not getting any more transparent. Facing what could possibly be her penultimate game of this tournament, she decided to go all out in her efforts to win the publicity battle. If she could not win the match, at least she could still steal the next day’s headlines from that upstart Laura.Carefully and deliberately, she poured the remaining contents of her water bottle over her chest, making sure she covered both breasts equally. The material quickly turned almost completely transparent, and despite herself she gasped at the sight of her breasts staring back at her. The wet t-shirt clung tightly to every contour and concealed nothing.Holding her head high (while trying not to meet anyone’s gaze), she marched out on to the court once again. Laura did the same, but then her jaw dropped as she saw Tina’s transformation. Tina saw her giggle and then hold up a thumb in admiring support.“Miss Hathaway…” came the umpire’s voice over the loudspeaker.Tina trotted over to speak to him.The umpire leaned over and said, “Enough is enough, Miss Hathaway. This is not a wet t-shirt contest, it is a tennis match. The new rules regarding the dress code are there to encourage freedom of expression, not indecent behaviour. Do you have another shirt?”“I’m afraid not,” confessed Tina.The umpire sighed. “And where is your bra?”“It broke,” Tina lied.“All right, but one more lewd act on your part and I will disqualify you and ban you from the tournament. The whole tone of this event has dropped through the floor, and I’m damned if I’m going to take it any more.”Tina nodded. “I understand.” Rather subdued, she returned to the court.The game went badly. Tina found her t-shirt highly distracting, and with every bounce it rode higher and higher and threatened to expose her breasts to the world. Soon it was revealing as much flesh as Laura’s crop top.Nevertheless, she liked the effect and did not attempt to replace it, until she heard a warning cough from the umpire. She hastily pulled it down.She lost that game, and prepared to serve to stay in the match. She served well, but a good return surprised her and she failed to clear the net with her follow-up shot. Then she noticed that her vigorous serve had resulted in her t-shirt being hoisted up high on her chest. Only a half-inch of material extended below the lower curve of her breasts. Rather reluctantly, she pulled the t-shirt down.The next few serves had similar effects, but a longer point almost resulted in her breasts popping free of the t-shirt entirely. She won two points, but also lost two.So now she was at match point, again, and this time her predicament was even worse. What could she do? If she preserved her modesty and lost, was that any better than going all out and perhaps being banned from the rest of the tournament? Probably not.She served, and at once felt her t-shirt climb up again. But she ignored it and concentrated on trying to predict where Laura’s return would end up.It was short – that was good. Tina raced forward and whipped the ball over to the far corner. But Laura, realising the danger, was already almost there. She hammered it back down the line, and Tina had to lunge to reach it. She made it, just, and the ball bounced high off her racquet – a mis-hit.Laura was quick to take advantage, her chest bouncing as she ran around the back of the ball. She attempted to fire it down the right-hand line, but Tina caught it at the net with a drop volley. However, it bounced harder off her racquet than she had intended, leaving Laura with an easy opportunity for a lob. Tina raced backwards, only to find to her horror that Laura was not going for the lob at all. She was responding with a drop shot of her own.Tina sprinted forwards, just reaching the ball in time. But as she dug her feet in to brake herself, they slid on the wet grass, shooting right under the net. Tina yelped as she fell to the ground and slid forwards on her back. Her skirt, caught by the net as she passed beneath it, was yanked up to her waist. Her t-shirt was pulled up by sheer friction, both on the ground and on the bottom of the net, until it was wrapped around her neck.At this point Tina came to an abrupt halt, with her head on one side of the net and her rather unclothed body on the other.The crowd fell into a stunned silence, then erupted in a cacophony of wolf-whistles, cheers and thunderous applause. The umpire’s announcement of “Game, set and match to Miss Lessing” went completely unheard. Laura, meanwhile, walked over to where Tina was lying with her pussy and breasts fully exposed to the crowd and to the world’s photographers. She looked down at Tina and smiled.“You win,” she said.THE END
I meet this guy in a bar one night while on a business trip and we got talking we both…
This story is about grave sexual misconduct, strange behavior, adult reading, watersports, scat, bondage, amputation, doctors’ sex, church sex blah blah blah … This is my first attempt at erotic fiction. I am a male postgraduate engineer with interests in sexual fantasy that range from the normal to the bizarre….Feedback from young/old girls welcome at comment It will keep me writing! Jenny’s final success! Jenny was a 30-year-old divorcee doctor. Her first marriage had been a terrible failure. She always found men boring and wanted to get even with the man who deceived her. Her husband had made it with one of her nurses – She had promptly got rid of her. Her simmering anger with her failed marriage always used to tell on her composure. Her urge to prove herself better than the average male used to drive her mad. She lost her temper frequently with her male subordinates and companions. She had inherited her father’s surgical practice and was a brilliant surgeon. She owned a huge farmhouse just outside the city. She had forgotten all her sexual feelings, or so she thought, after her divorce barely eight days ago. One day, on her way to the hospital, she found a young man who had had an unfortunate accident. His hand was a mess with a truck having run over it. He was in great pain. Since Jenny’s clinic was far away, Jenny took pity on him and took him home. The boy’s name was Aaron. He told her he was an orphan from a small village about 60 miles south. He trustingly gave her his telephone number so that his school could be informed and limped into her car with his bleeding hands. For a fifteen-year-old boy, he really could withstand a lot of pain, thought Jenny. Jenny had a full-fledged setup of surgical equipment in her house complete with a small sterile room for minor operations. She decided to give the boy first aid and then take him to the hospital. Aaron was in great pain. She shot a vial of morphine to dull his pain through his good arm. The boy dozed off to sleep. Jenny shifted the hefty body laboriously to the operating table and started to cut away the boy’s clothes to clean the wound. As she was cleaning the wound, vague thoughts started to trouble her mind. Out of curiosity, she cut away the boy’s shirt. The boy was obviously well built, square chest, good arms. He was large for his age of fifteen. She touched his body. His youth made her tingle down there. Her pussy messages were surprising her. If only she could have him once, for the first time… if only… She knew then, that she simply had to see the boy’s genitals. She peeled his pants down. Aaron was fast asleep. His jocks outlined his oversized penis. Jenny stared wide-eyed in surprise! My God! What a stud! She peeled his jocks down. The village lad’s strong member was nearly 7 inches when flaccid! And the girth! It could grow to a minimum of 10 inches in length and would be as thick as her wrist if Aaron could be well and truly aroused! She wondered who the lucky girl was going to be as she tweaked his penis one last time before completing his dressing – she knew that his right hand would not be of much use any longer. She gave him another sleeping dose and retired for the night. Visions of his cock haunted her dreams – Jenny could not sleep. In two hours, she hatched out an evil plan to get herself what she wanted: She could also have the pleasure of wreaking her vengeance on her husband. She got up and went back into the surgery room. Aaron awoke from his dizzy sleep with a fantastic headache. He remembered having been saved by a young woman. His head was splitting with the effects of the sedative. Saline drips were being fed into his shoulder by a needle…. Shoulders? Why shoulders? He was shocked as he noticed that his arms were gone and there were only two bandaged stumps in its place – and so was the case with his legs. He twitched in agony as Jenny came in. “Hi,” said she. “What have you done to me?” asked Aaron in a frightened voice. “Your limbs had developed gangrene, so I had to amputate them,” she said coolly. She was dressed in a skimpy negligee but wore an opaque bra and panty. She had literally doused herself in perfume. “I will feed you everyday until your people come for you,” she said. “And will that be?” asked Aaron terrified. “When I phone them,” said Jenny as she casually left the room. Jenny spent hours every day talking to Aaron of her job and her work in the hospital. She told him of her various achievements and her skill in surgery. She found out from him that he was a football player before his unfortunate accident. She would read to him every night – mythological stories filled with strange love and lust. Each day she would dress in alluring garments. She would also ensure that she always strapped him to his cot with his back to the bed whenever he slept or when she went to work. This she told him was to prevent him from rolling off the bed. She told him of the phantom limb syndrome – where a person with recently lost limbs gets conflicting signals to his brains. She also ensured that Aaron’s thoughts were filled with lust for her. At the same time he could do little to relieve himself of his yearnings, being strapped down on his back. In two months, Jenny had nursed Aaron back to health and vigor. She had also found out that he was a virgin, ripe for the plucking. Jenny decided it was time to put her plan to action. She had waited long enough. She changed into a flimsy negligee, with nothing underneath at all. She went to Aaron’s room. “It’s pay back time, Aaron,” she said with wickedness in her eyes. Aaron did not understand. She bent over him and kissed his mouth with full force. She leaned over to let him smell her shaved armpits. “Just getting my toilet ready,” she told him. “You see, I have to piss and maybe take a dump. Being a lady, I cannot waste it. So I thought I could ask you to eat it for me,” she said as she kissed him again. Aaron squirmed and screamed. Limbless, he looked like a bed bug. He rolled of the cot and fell on the ground. Jenny watched in fascination. He was hers, to do with as she pleased. She danced around the screaming boy. Then with all the room lights on, she started kissing him all over his body. She fondled his heavy balls and licked them. In a few minutes, Aaron responded – with a huge 10″ erection! Jenny almost fainted at the thought of fucking his cock. Jenny looked down with lust crazed eyes at the young virgin boy with his 10″ boner sticking out of his limbless body. But she wanted him degraded further. She put him back on her bed. She restrained him with a straight jacket-like bonding strips. He couldn’t move or twist or turn anymore. She fixed a clip on his nose and opened his mouth with metal jaws used for her tonsils operations. She could almost see his tonsils. Her pussy tingled with anticipation. She continued to feel him up, to keep his virginal erection from coming down. She watched as pre-cum squeezed out of his cock.porn ls sexAaron moaned with fear as she straddled his face. Slowly she lowered her bald pussy over his mouth. She let him smell it for some time. His erection grew harder. Then with a cry of triumph, she squeezed her first jet of piss into his mouth. As Aaron spluttered, she reached for his erection. She told him that if even one drop of his piss was spilled onto her expensive carpet, she would castrate him. “Do you understand?” she asked in a hoarse voice. Aaron nodded as he saw her pussy deliver its second load. Jenny pissed in a steady stream and kept up her volume just so as to allow Aaron to breathe and swallow in big gulps. “Good Boy” said Jenny as she licked his penis head. She moved, and to Aaron’s horror brought her puckered anus in line with his mouth. “Open wide!” she ordered. Aaron watched in horror as the first turd made its appearance and entered his mouth. In sheer ecstasy, Jenny mouthed his cock, as she dumped her goo in his mouth. She turned around and watched him swallow her shit in his effort to breathe. As she straddled his cock, she knew this was just the beginning. “Now for your seed…” said Jenny as she lowered her pussy on his virgin cock and started to milk it in slow thrusts. Watching his shit splattered face and his nice limbless smooth virgin body drew her into a colossal orgasm which milked his virgin cock of its life juices, which shot right up into Jenny’s jizz filled pussy, right into her cervix, when she was ovulating! Jenny was impregnating herself! Amanda meets Aaron The cool breeze wafted down the road as Amanda walked down the road. Amanda was 14-years-old and was a stunning blonde who was developing into a great looking chick. She heard the moans coming from Jenny’s house. Jenny had forgotten to close her doors in her ecstasy and was screaming in orgasmic throes. Amanda peeked into the house. The moans got louder. She tiptoed up the stairway and peeped into the bedroom. She could not believe her eyes! Aaron was lying on the bed with Jenny riding his mouth with her cunt. The room reeked of shit. His tongue was licking her exposed butt off her soil and she was pissing in spurts into his mouth… Her mouth descended in time to her thrusts on his engorged cock and she was sucking on it with such frenzy…. And Aaron’s face was one of sheer ecstasy as he spurted his jizz high into the air as Jenny plumbed his ass with her tongue… Amanda covered her face with her hands and ran all the way home in shock. Being a virgin, Amanda had never really seen a cock before. Her boyfriend had tried feeling her up once and she had touched his crotch through his pants, but that was it. She was a Roman Catholic with a strong Christian upbringing. But what she had seen in Jenny’s house was troubling her thoughts. She had never seen Jenny before, and neither did Jenny know her. She went through a troubled night, tossing and turning in her sleep. She awoke early in the morning and found her crotch badly wet. She made up her mind on what she had to do. She dressed in her Catholic church gown and wore black stockings and a hat to match. She applied a hint of scent to her armpits. She was going to meet Aaron. She waited for nearly an hour at a distance from Jenny’s house until she watched Jenny’s car leave. And she walked up to the door and tried it. It was locked. She walked up behind the house and tried the kitchen window with her penknife on her key chain – it slid open without a sound. She was shuddering with anticipation at the thought of meeting Aaron. She poured herself a large glass of milk to steady herself and wolfed it down. She poured out another for Aaron into a cup, took a saucer and walked into the bedroom. Aaron had been bathed and fed by Jenny and was relaxing on his bed. Aaron was startled at her appearance. “Who are you?” he asked. “I’m the angel who’s gonna save you, I’m Betty,” lied Amanda. “Please get me out of here, call the police!” pleaded Aaron. Amanda looked at his naked body and flaccid penis. Boy, was she going to change that! “I’ve got some milk for you to drink,” she said placing the cup and saucer of milk on the stool next to his bed. She poured the milk out into a saucer. Next, she leaned over to Aaron and kissed him on his mouth. “It’s time for some Catholic virgin pussy” she said boldly, and kissed him full on his mouth. She saw his cock stir. “This is for you,” she said as she turned her back to Aaron and bent over lifting her skirts exposing her 14-year-old shaved pussy and ass. In full view of Aaron she sat herself on the saucer of milk and pissed noisily into it. She stood up holding her skirts up. Her pussy and ass dripped milk, flowing onto her thighs…Aaron grew harder as she made him drink it. She fondled his delicious balls and smelled his cock. She opened her mouth and sucked on his member until she drew more lubricants and it throbbed with anticipation. This was easy. She then assumed the classical pose of squatting over his mouth with her dripping pussy to enjoy his tongue. As he licked, she pissed in little squirts. Every time she pissed Aaron clamped his lips on her pussy and drew on it in sucking motions, not wasting a single drop. This was heaven. After three ear shattering orgasms, Amanda moved her anus to his mouth. As her rectum made its first offering, she mouthed his cock and forced her shit into his throat with a colossal grunt of orgasmic satisfaction. She turned around and mounted his stud cock with her virgin lubricated pussy and with a cry of triumph speared herself on his shaft. She rode him like a horse watching his shit smeared face, until she drew him into a final terrific orgasm. She cleaned them both with water and wiped him dry leaving him just the way she found him. “Thank you. I’ll be back some other time. Any word about me and you are a dead duck,” she said. Amanda had been so thorough with her fuck that she had left Aaron as clean as she had found him! Sister Maria meets Aaron: Amanda could not forget Aaron. She had to say it out to somebody – make a sort of candid confession. She decided to confess in the privacy of her church to Sister Maria – a good friend and advisor, about 25-years-old. Sister Maria had become a nun after she had been gang-raped on the roads of New York. Maria proved to be a good listener and absolved any feeling of guilt in Amanda’s heart. She, however, asked where this had happened in a casual sort of way. Amanda told her before she went away, feeling light-headed and guilt free. Sister Maria waited in the rain with an umbrella outside Jenny’s house in the morning. She was not wearing her usual nun’s habit. She wore lipstick and a blond wig and spiked heels. Her long overcoat concealed a different dress. As Jenny’s car pulled out of the house, she looked around and ran up to the kitchen window and tried the latch with her penknife. It slid open. She let herself in, with a bag she was carrying. She shut the window and opened her bag.sex cum in anal pornAaron turned, sensing movement. A veiled blonde figure moved into the room. She was about thirty and was extremely beautiful. She wore a bridal dress and moved easily over to him. She leaned over to him and whispered into his ears ” I bring retribution,” she said. For what happened a few years ago, Maria was getting even. “I am Bella, the bride,” she said as she felt the helpless boy over as he squirmed. Her pussy started to tingle with anticipation. He screamed. She kissed his armpits. She bit his nipples and fondled his balls. She touched his mouth with her fingers. “You’ve got a lovely toilet here…” As Maria lifted her bridal skirt and veil, Aaron looked at horror on the large leather dildo strapped on to her hips, above her hairless pussy. He looked at it in horror. “Bet your pooper’s virginal,” said Maria. “But not for long,” as she climbed on to the bed with a tube of KY jelly. Aaron squirmed as his pooper was invaded by her jelly-coated fingers. Maria positioned her dildo on his anus. “Even better than I expected” she wailed as she invaded his recess with her dildo. A couple of trial pushes and then with a cry of triumph she pushed her dildo in. She mercilessly fucked the helpless boy as she mouthed foul language and then she found Aaron was getting harder. The beauty of his 10″ boner was even more than what Amanda had made it out to be, and she was going to enjoy it. “You need punishment, you naughty boy!” she said as she stroked his cock. She removed her dildo straps to reveal her flawless tight pussy. And in sheer ecstasy she had started her menstrual flow. She smelled different. She approached Aaron’s face, kissing every inch of his body. “Look at the treat in store for you” she said as she exposed her blood soaked pussy. Aaron shuddered as she straddled him and lowered herself. “LICK!” she ordered as she smelled Aaron’s cock. His tongue darted out as he lapped the sauce with tears in his eyes. “AAAAGGHHHH,” said Maria the nun. As he opened his mouth again, she peed forcefully into his throat as she mouthed his cock. Aaron drank the foul smelling mixture as she slurped on his member. Maria was drawn into a fantastic orgasm that almost swept away her senses. During her orgasm, to prevent Aaron from having one too early she gave his testicles a firm squeeze and tug. “EEAAGH!” whimpered Aaron. “I’ll let you come in my cunny after you’ve eaten my shit! Get that, male pig?” asked Maria. Aaron nodded. Maria positioned her anus over his mouth. “No wastage!” she warned. As Aaron opened wide, Maria’s anus opened to reveal a huge emerging turd which made its way into his waiting mouth. She watched it hit the back of his throat as she mouthed his member to another glorious steel hard veiny erection. She turned herself round and impaled her foaming cunt on his huge member. “It is my wedding night, pig! Perform!” she said as she fucked him to a glorious chain orgasm, drawing his life juices into her. Exhausted, she cleaned up the mess she made, cleaned Aaron up and left him just the way she found him.
I tucked the present birthday inside the dresser drawer turned out the bedroom lights except for a single bedside lamp…
My name is Melanie Stuart, Mel to anyone who really knows me. This story hinges on a problem I have had since age twelve. I am told it is a serious one, at least that’s what all the doctors and talk show hosts say. It may seem very distasteful or even quite disgusting to many that read this story. For this I am sorry, but if I am to be honest I must tell it as it really happened.I guess my problem or illness started when I was in gymnastics. I was a good gymnast and trained four hours a day with dreams of going to the Olympics. Being a gymnast I had to watch my weight and like many of my teammates developed an eating disorder. Yes, I was bulimic. I’d go on binges eating everything in sight and then make myself throw up. My teammates and I used to have bingeing parties eating whole bags of chips and cookies and then watch each other puke it all up. We thought it was cool, but also knew it was wrong and dangerous so we kept it secret from everyone outside our little cliche.An injury ended my gymnastics career just before I turned fourteen. I left the sport with a tight, under-developed (for my age) gymnast body and of course my dark secret, bulimia. During the next few years my body began to change rapidly and by the time I turned sixteen I was no longer that cute little flat gymnast. Though still somewhat petite at 5’2,” I was now a 34C and had sprouted 37 inch hips and full round buttocks while keeping a 25 inch waist. My legs, though they had lost some of the muscle tone I had had while competing, were still very strong and shapely.In high school guys showed a lot of interest in me. I have to admit that I certainly went out of my way to encourage them. I dated often and figured out what boys wanted very quickly. I lost my virginity my sophomore year and never looked back.Though I guess I had an alright body I was still bulimic and constantly struggled, usually unsuccessfully, with the temptation to binge and purge. I kept it a secret from everyone until I met Mike.Mike and I met my Freshman year in college shortly after I turned eighteen. He was twenty-seven, a grad student at the university and, I might add, gorgeous, 6’2″ and about 180lbs with beautiful blue eyes. I was in love the moment I met him. We started dating and it soon led to me spending a lot of nights at his apartment. I loved it, but sometimes when we had gone out for dinner and I had eaten a lot I felt the compulsion to purge. Sometimes when the urge became too much for me I’d wait until he fell asleep and then sneak to the bathroom and make myself barf. I did this a few times and he never seemed the wiser, at least that was what I thought.I guess I hadn’t been careful enough because one night as I was sticking my fingers down my throat the bathroom door flew open. The next thing I knew Mike was standing over me with a look of shock on his face as I quickly pulled my hand away from my mouth. I was mortified.“So, what’s the matter Mel?” he asked still staring at me huddled by the toilet in a t shirt and panties, my face flushed in panic.“I, I wasn’t feeling well,” I lied though it was at least partially true.“Why the fingers down the throat then?” he asked suspiciously as he leaned against the sink in his underwear…I hesitated a few anxious moments diverting my eyes guiltily from him… Unable to look at him I just stared at the floor anxiously, “I thought it would help,” I whimpered.“You seem to have this problem a lot. I suspect there is more to this,” he said accusingly.I sat there on the cold tile floor leaning against the toilet dumbfounded. “He Knows,” I screamed inside. Tears began to flow down my cheeks as I looked up at him, “Please don’t be mad,” I cried.As tears streamed down my face he knelt down next to me and took me in his arms. At first I didn’t even notice this understanding gesture as I became consumed in the embarrassment and humiliation that he now knew my dark secret.“Mel, it’s ok. I understand,” he whispered as he comforted me in his arms.I raised my head and looked through my puffy tearing eyes at the sincerely concerned expression on his face. His reaction surprised me. “You don’t think I’m disgusting?” I asked between sniffles.“No honey, I don’t,” he said smiling as he wiped the tears from my cheek.“I love you so much,” I cried wrapping my arms around his neck.Our lips met in a soft, beautiful union. It was quite honestly the most romantic kiss I had ever experienced despite the fact that we were leaning against the toilet. I was in heaven and opened my mouth as his tongue played lovingly with mine.While I sucked on his tongue he slipped his hand under my shirt and began to caress my soft, pliable breasts. His touch excited me so much and I held tightly to his neck with one hand as I ran my other hand over his broad muscular back welcoming his need for me.For a few minutes we were lost in an embrace that I hoped would never end, but then he pulled away and just peered into my red swollen eyes questioningly.“What?” I asked somewhat defensively.“Nothing,” he assured me still looking at me strangely.“What??” I asked again anxiously frustrated with his evasiveness. “You still want to do it, don’t you?” he probed.“No, just forget it, OK,” I whined diverting my eyes from his embarrassing gaze.“Mel, it’s ok. If you want to go ahead, really, I don’t mind, really,” he insisted as he tried to lift my chin to look at him.His words to say the least shocked me and I immediately looked up at him. “What??” I asked surprised that he would actually encourage me to do such a thing.His expression puzzled me I was feeling such shame, so dirty and disgusting, but at that moment he was gazing at me with desire. “How could he want me?!” I thought to myself incredulously.Glancing down I could see the obvious lustful excitement protruding in his underwear. I was speechless.Before I could find my voice he grabbed me by my hips and lifted me onto my knees so that my face lay flush against the rim of the open toilet bowl. I placed my hand on the rim and raised my face off the cold porcelain as he positioned himself behind me.“Mike, what do you want?” I asked in confusion.“Take off the shirt,” he ordered sternly.His abrupt tone was not that of my lover, he was a stranger! I had never seen him like this before. I felt a chill rush through me as my queasy stomach knotted in fear. Submissively I raised up on my knees quickly pulling the t shirt over my head.Tossing it away I timidly peeked back over my shoulder. He just stared at me as if in a daze as he slipped his fingers in the waistband of my panties and slowly peeled them down over my wide hips. I watched him slip my panties over the ample, meaty globes of my ass and drag them to my knees.Feeling his hand cup my sex I turned my head back to face forward and shut my eyes as I nervously submitted to his probing fingers. My knees instinctively opened wider stretching taut the elastic of my little panties. I felt so vulnerable, so defenseless at that moment, my guilt ridden mind telling me that I had no right to object no matter what he did to me. .“OOOHH,” I yelped, my eyes agape in fearful shock as my panties cut into my flesh and were ripped from my legs.For an instant his unexpected brutality left me trembling, my heart pounding in my chest, however my fear soon dissipated as two fingers worked their way into my dripping pussy. As the long thick digits began to finger fuck my wet cunt I brazenly arched my back and began to grind my crotch madly against his hand.“Oh Mike, yeah fuck me,” I whimpered.Seconds later Mike crammed a third finger into my hole stretching it wide. As he continued to fuck me his thumb seemed to be spanking my distended clit with each thrust of his hand. Lost in a masochistic haze of excruciating pleasure I spread my legs obscenely to allow him to plunge his fingers deeper into my sopping cunt. I clawed at the cold, hard rim of the open toilet, his fist slamming into my crotch incessantly, until my cunt jolted violently as I became overcome in orgasm.Mike’s fingers slipped from my oozing hole as I knelt panting breathlessly, my head hanging in the toilet with the ends of my shoulder length hair dipped in the clean clear water.Before I could move I felt his hard cock rubbing along my slit and I could feel my own arousal seeping from my pussy wetting his shaft… Coming down from my orgasm I began to feel the all too familiar cramping in my stomach. Though I felt uncomfortably bloated I wanted so much to please him and longed to feel him inside me.Gazing into the toilet water I waited anxiously for him to penetrate me. My confusion over what he had said was all but forgotten as I knelt there wiggling my fleshy ass pleadingly for him to fuck me.Finally his cock, wet with my juice, slowly slid into my hungry cunt and began a steady rhythm in and out as I moaned feeling another orgasm rising from deep in my full belly. My pussy involuntarily squeezed his beautiful prick as my pussy twinged. Tiny orgasms peaked and subsided as quickly as they came, but I wanted more and began to buck back against his rigid pistoning cock.“Do it for me Mel… Make yourself do it!” Mike exclaimed breathlessly as he rammed me from behind.“Do what?” I cried out in confusion.“I want you to make yourself do it, NOW!” he screamed as his big cock drove violently into me making my supple globes bellow from the force.“I, I can’t,” I whined suddenly realizing what he wanted me to do.“Yes you can, DO IT,” SMACK, he yelled striking my quivering ass cheek with the palm of his hand.I screamed in shock more than pain at the sudden stinging blow and grabbed the rim of the bowl with both hands in an attempt to move away from him. Mike held me firmly in place preventing me from escaping as the thrusts of his cock became much harder shoving me forward so that my head was completely over the bowl, my flopping tits banging heavily against the cold porcelain.“DO IT Mel,” SMACK – SMACK, he demanded as he again spanked me burning my sensitive fleshy ass.Mike pummeled my hot pussy relentlessly as tears fell from my cheeks rippling the still waters beneath me. Desperate to please him I reluctantly brought my fingers to my mouth. As my fingers reached my lips my mind blurred aware only of how much my bloated stomach and insatiable pussy craved release.“Oh Mike, oh God” I whimpered and then I jammed my fingers down my throat just as Mike was ramming his cock into me. My face contorted as I stared wide-eyed for the imminent carnage. I gagged violently and then suddenly I was puking into the bowl as I lunged involuntarily against the savage thrusts of Mike’s cock.Aroused and humiliated beyond reason I suddenly felt surges crashing in my cunt as I heaved one last time. Orgasms ripped through me as Mike grunted, gripping my hips tightly in his strong hands while his hot cum erupted deep in my clenching hole. Mike leaned over my sweaty back and kissed it lovingly as I gasped for breath staring at the string of spit and bile that extended from my lips to the cesspool below. I was still in a state of shock and had not yet begun to think rationally about what had just happened. At that moment I only felt relief, but the levels of that relief were not yet clear to me.Moments later Mike’s now softening manhood slipped from my sore, satiated pussy and he immediately pulled me off the toilet and swung me around to face him. When our eyes met embarrassment overwhelmed me as he gazed at my face, my eyes swollen and red, cheeks flushed and remnants of my purging still dripping from my lips and chin. To my shock he embraced me and drew me to him. I peered up at him confused that he was not repulsed by me. A strange almost mischievous smile grew on his face and then he kissed me passionately bathing his tongue in my defiled mouth. Breaking the kiss he cleaned my lips and chin with his tongue seemingly aroused by its fowl taste and stench. I watched in awe as he then took my hand and cleaned the very fingers I had only minutes before shoved down my throat. Without a word we stood up and I got in the shower as Mike flushed and cleansed the toilet bowl. He then joined me in the shower and we washed each other in utter silence. When we were done we toweled off and went to bed where I, exhausted and I guess somewhat in denial, fell asleep cradled in his strong arms…The next morning I awoke finding him already awake. His head was propped up in his hand and he had apparently been watching me sleep. “Good morning,” he whispered kissing my cheek tenderly. “How do you feel?” he asked with a concerned look.“I’m ok,” I answered hoarsely as the events of the previous evening flooded back. “I can’t believe we did that,” I said, my guilt intensifying with the graphic images of him fucking me like an animal as I made myself puke as I came on his cock.“You liked it though, didn’t you,” he smirked without hesitation.“Stop it,” I pleaded burying my face in the pillow remembering the intense orgasms I had had during the final dry heaves.My mind reeled with chaotic horror. I felt so dirty and disgusting. No normal person could ever understand what we had done. “How could I have done it- my God, how could he? Is he… are we that perverted?” I asked myself.As I began to cry Mike rolled over and got on top of me before I knew what was happening. His cock was already hard and as I pulled my pillow off my face he spread my limp legs and sunk his cock slowly into my surprisingly moist vagina. I stared up at him incensed that he would want to make love when I was feeling such anguish. Supported on elbows he stared at me lustfully. “YOU DID, you loved getting fucked while you puked your guts out,” he laughed.“NO, I didn…” my protest smothered by his lips.Suddenly I was consumed in the passion and force of his kiss and the tingling sensations his hard thrusts provoked. I ground my pelvis against his overwhelmed by my sudden hunger for him. He raised up and peered lustfully down at me as he pulled my knees up to my chest holding them captive with his strong arms.“I LOVED SEEING YOU PUKE – FUCKING YOU WITH YOUR FACE IN THE DIRTY TOILET,” he shouted as he drove deep into my defenseless cunt.“NO, OH GOD NO,” I screamed tearfully as I began to thrash about, my legs limply flailing in the air. My burning pussy began to betray me, acknowledging what I could not yet admit to myself. My darkest wanton desires seemed to fuel my arousal and suddenly surges of my orgasm began to grip my belly..“Fuck ME,” I cried, my eyes clenched shut as I became focused only on my imminent climax. Mike was an animal fucking me out of control forcing loud guttural grunts from us both each time he slammed into me. Suddenly it was there. “Oh, ohhh…” I cried as my hole constricted on his cock with crashing wavesMike rammed his cock into me for a few more seconds after my orgasms dwindled. I just lay there like a rag doll as he pumped his load into my happy pussy.We talked some afterwards about my bulimia and the events of the previous evening. Relieved that he was accepting of my illness I struggled to find some way of rationalizing what we had done. As we discussed it briefly we seemed to avoid, at least verbally, any condemnation of our perverse behavior. No matter how much I tried to deny the depravity of that night I would find myself drowning in guilt.I felt guilt on so many levels. I had always felt guilty about my bulimia, but now the fact that it had brought some twisted sexual gratification to both Mike and I appalled me. Over the next few days I tried desperately to convince myself that it had been a fluke thing brought on by our desire for each other and the shock we had both experienced when he had discovered my secret. I tried to rationalize that it had just been our unique way of dealing with it all, but his words kept haunting me. Every time I thought I had a handle on it I would relive that morning as he shouted those awful things as he fucked me, “You loved getting fucked while you puked” – “I loved watching you puke”. As his words echoed in my mind I felt so ashamed of how their perversity excited me. Each time my mind replayed that night in his bathroom I would find myself touching myself, my panties soaked with my juices.A few days later Mike suggested we go to the city and have dinner, maybe take in some clubs. I readily agreed knowing that we always had such fun when we went there. We made reservations at a little motel we had stayed at on previous trips. Mike preferred to stay overnight rather than driving the hour and a half back to campus after a night on the town drinking.Well, when we got to the city on Friday evening we weren’t really hungry so we took in a few clubs. It really was fun, we danced and drank up a storm till about midnight.When we left the last club we were famished and immediately found a cute little cafe to have dinner. I was so hungry and a little drunk so I didn’t realize how much food I ordered. When I was giving the waitress my order Mike seemed to be smirking at me. I realized that he was amused at what I was ordering and I just looked at him with a cutesy grin, “I’m hungry!” I said laughing. He just smiled and told me order whatever I wanted.I ate two appetizers, a big entry and even found a way to stuff a big slice of banana cream pie and some ice cream into me despite how gorged I felt. I’m not stupid – I knew I was bingeing, but in my somewhat drunken state I didn’t care.As we were paying the check I asked Mike to wait while I used the ladies room.“It’s not far to the motel – can you hold it?” he asked more like telling me than asking me.“Alright, let’s go,” I agreed reluctantly.He quickly paid the check and we left. I know he was looking forward to spending the rest of the evening having sex, but at that moment sex was the farthest thing from my mind. I felt so stuffed and sat uncomfortably in the passenger seat anxious to reach the motel and get it out of me.Upon reaching the motel I waited impatiently in the car as Mike checked us into our room. I felt horrible during those few minutes, my overstuffed stomach beginning to ache while struggling to hold my pee. I thought I would burst. As soon as we got in the room Mike made a dash for the bathroom. When I realized he was going to use the bathroom I tried to grab him. “I HAVE TO GO MIKE” I screamed.Ignoring me he quickly went inside and shut the door behind him as I stood outside squeezing my legs together in agony. “HURRY MIKE,” I pleaded.When he finally came out I was surprised to see that he was naked, but ignored it as I tried to get by him thankful I hadn’t peed in my pants. Just as I tried to negotiate around him he blocked the door. .“Get the fuck out of the way, I’m dying!” I cried in frustration as he just stood in the doorway smiling.“This isn’t funny – I’ve got to go,” I pleaded.“Don’t worry you’re going to go,” he laughed as he pulled his hand out from behind his back. I stared at the shower curtain he had in his hand in confusion. “What the hell are you doing with that?” I asked perplexed.“Mel take it and spread it out on the floor – I want to watch you pee on it,” he ordered holding the sheet of plastic out for me to take.“NO FUCKEN WAY,” I shouted indignantly assuming he was joking.“Well you can pee on the rug then, cause you’re not getting in here,” he said triumphantly.He stood in the doorway and crossed his arms in front of him, the curtain hanging from a fist, with a defiant look on his face. “You’re serious,” I exclaimed in disbelief.His face softened, his eyes almost pleading with me to cooperate. Please Mel, I really want this,” he said, his voice calm but firm.For a few moments I just stared at him dumbfounded. I couldn’t believe he was asking me to stand on a shower curtain and pee on it while he watched. Was he that perverted? In my wildest fantasies I had never conceived of such a thing. As I stood frozen unwilling to cooperate my bladder screamed for release quickly weakening my resolve.He stood in the doorway with an unyielding expression waiting for my inevitable submission. Realizing he was not going to let me in the bathroom I hesitantly extended my hand toward the plastic curtain in silent consent“Take off your clothes while I lay it out,” he instructed eagerly.Grimacing in disgust I went to the bed and with my back to him quickly removed my clothes desperate to pee regardless of where I did it. When I was naked I turned to face him. He already had the shower curtain laid out on the floor in front of the bathroom door and was now folding over the edges I suppose so that nothing would get on the carpet. Once he was done he stood back in the doorway and smiled mischievously.I had to pee so badly I quickly stepped onto the sheet of plastic and stood awkwardly in front of his lustful gaze unsure how I was to do it. I must have looked confused because he instructed me to spread my feet out and squat down. Exasperated I glared at him as I squatted down as he wished. .Suddenly feeling silly I nervously peeked up at him flashing him a weak smile embarrassed at how I must have appeared. I quickly diverted my attention from his eager eyes and stared down at my pussy, which was spread wide open.My bloated bladder needed no more inducement and after a couple of trickling squirts a torrid of hot piss began to pour from between my open legs. In the position I was in I could see and feel my urine splashing up wetting my ass and thighs as it flowed freely over my bare feet. Relieved as my bladder emptied on the floor I looked up at Mike and saw that he was stroking his erection as he stared wantonly at the spectacle before him.During those few seconds I watched him jerk off I began to feel a perverse excitement having done this for him. The idea of squatting naked in front of him and peeing on the floor was so taboo, so lewd, but suddenly I found it thrilling.As the stream dissipated he knelt down in front of me and took me into his arms. Dropping to my knees I returned his embrace as we kissed passionately kneeling in the warm puddle I had created for us.Reaching between us I took his rigid cock in my little hand and began to slowly stroke him just as I had watched him do to himself just moments before. Our lips parted and I watched as he immersed his hand in the puddle beside us and then raise the dripping fingers to his mouth. He gazed into my curious eyes as he extended his tongue licking my pee from them slowly. He seemed to savor the taste and licked all around each finger so not to miss a drop.If someone had told me that he would do this I’m sure I would have been grossed out. For some reason watching him taste my pee wasn’t disgusting, at that moment it was the most intensely erotic act I had ever seen.Suddenly he moved forward pushing me back onto my butt splashing pee up between my legs. My ass and thighs were covered with piss. Startled and instinctively repulsed I began to resist trying to get back on my knees, but he moved over me forcing me to lay back as he got between my legs. My god, I was laying in my own urine!“Oh Mike, God I can’t believe we’re doing this,” I whispered excitedly as he nestled his rock hard cock in my wet pubic hair.“I’m going to fuck you in your pee,” he hissed as he aimed his cock at my soaked pussy.Laying flat on my back Mike embraced me as we began to fuck excitedly in the warm pungent liquid. I wiggled beneath him overwhelmed by the sensations of my body slipping and sliding as he ground me into the wet plastic with each thrust of his stiff cock.I loved it, but his weight on my full belly was becoming too much to bare. “Please Mike, get off my stomach,” I begged.Mike, realizing my problem, got up on his knees and with an evil smirk swung my leg over turning me onto my stomach. Before he had me turned completely I tried to get myself up on my knees, but I wasn’t quick enough. The maneuver had gotten my stomach, chest and tits covered in pee, but I was beyond caring.Feeling partial relief in my aching stomach I knelt before him on my hands and knees completely wet with urine anxious to feel him inside me again. I glanced back at him, my wet hair matted to the side of my face as he entered me from behind. His cock felt so good I couldn’t help grinding my ass back to meet his initial thrusts.“Mel, PUKE FOR ME,” he yelled as he rammed his cock deep into my hungry cunt.“Oh Mike, no…not here,” I begged breathlessly relishing the full feeling of his cock.WHACK “AAAAAHHH,” I cried out as his hand crashed against my ass. SMACK – SMACK – SMACK “AAAHHH, PLEASE NO…STOP OOOOOHHH,” I screamed, my heavy ass cheeks burning. “DO IT,” he demanded as he gripped the soft flesh of my hips as he rammed his cock into me savagely.Overwhelmed with lust and humiliation I bucked my stinging ass back to meet his thrusts. With urine spraying off my flopping tits onto my face I stared down at my hands gripping the wet plastic. I knew what I had to do, what I needed so desperately.Craving relief I brought my pee drenched hand to my mouth and jammed it to the back of my throat causing me to heave and cough as I pulled my hand out of my throat. The bitter sweet taste of my piss only seemed to excite me more and again I pushed my fingers deep into my throat. My whole body lurched and then heaved as vomit launched onto the plastic beneath me. As I continued to heave my cunt suddenly clenched, my whole body convulsing in release.Mike was beside himself fucking my hot, tingling pussy excitedly as I gazed through my tears at the horrible mess beneath me. Gasping for breath I tried to turn away, but suddenly he drove his weight forward forcing my arms to give way and I fell face first into the soupy pool of vomit and urine.He lay over me mashing my tits into the hot bile, chunks of undigested food biting into my nipples. Shutting my eyes I gripped handfuls of vomit and plastic in my fists, my chin plunged up to my lips in the wretched mixture. The stench burned into my nostrils as I struggled for breath, my body helplessly sliding around in the gooey slime, as his cock drove into me like a jackhammer. Thrashing my legs wildly my cunt suddenly convulsed again Spasms ignited deep in my hole and then exploded throughout my belly. “AAAHHH,” I moaned, my cry sticking inaudibly in my raw throat.My pussy grabbed and squeezed at Mike’s swelling cock and I could feel it throb in my hole ready to shoot. “OOOH SHIT,” he grunted and then his orgasm erupted blasting jets of hot cum into my clenching hole.When he was spent he rolled off of me onto his back. I turned towards him laying my head on his chest. For a few moments we laid there recovering, our bodies intertwined as we lay like pigs in the mire.Slowly he combed his dirty fingers through my disheveled matted hair prompting me to open my eyes and look at him. His expression seemed distressed, one of agonizing guilt or remorse. Without a word I leaned forward and kissed him. “It’s ok,” I whispered.“I love you Mel,” he whimpered.“I know,” I assured him.Pulling a few strands of dripping smelly hair behind my ear I leaned forward slowly. Our lips met and then parted as we gazed into each other’s eyes. I brought my lips to his once more. We kissed tenderly our tongues and lips hungrily consuming the residue of our love.
For as far back as I can remember, I had a crush on my cousin. When I was about eighteen I started to really notice her. I thought about how she looked and how she was changing. She was real thin and looked very nice. She was three years older than me so she was already into guys and guys were into her. But, my story happened not too long ago.She had just had a big divorce and we were a little closer. She had gained a lot of weight since we were little. I’m now 23 and she is 26. I don’t know why but I really started to enjoy looking a big beautiful women. I just found them more attractive. I guess because they have more to grab and more to love. Well, she was all upset because her Ex was being a major butt. We work together that night and she told me about her day and how he made her so mad. I told her that I was sorry and I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She told me that she really needed that. I just smiled and I continued my work and so did she. Well after we closed the store I found myself alone with my cousin. We always close together because I’m the only one she can trust. So this night was nothing special. Well that’s what I thought. I was sweeping the floor and I looked at her and I said something that changed my life forever. I was telling her that she was very pretty (which she is) and for her to go out and look pretty for other people. I told her that I thought about her sometimes. Not like cousins but as lovers. She is too pretty to be thinking about how her Ex all the time. Where he was and how many girls he was with. He would never think about him so why should she think about him. He left her because he wanted to be single. While I was telling her this, I looked at her eyes and I saw that she was looking at me bulge under my shorts. I didn’t realize that I was having a big hard on. I looked down and I could not hide it. I was wearing real loose shorts so you could see the leg of my shorts in the air. I then tried not to hide it. I was so horny that I just wanted to whip it out right there. She then told me that she would think about the stuff I had said. She walked back to her office and finished her work. I then continued my work. After I finished mopping I went back to see how she was doing. I was all finished. When I went to the back I was hearing some noises. It sounded like her chair was squeaking a lot. I had not I idea what she was doing. Before I called her name, I walked around the corner and there I saw the most incredible site. My cousin had one leg on her desk and the other on the floor. She had her head thrown back with her eyes shut so tight because she was about to cum. I could see it in her face. Pain and pleasure at the same time. I walked slow to her to see what she was doing. In her right hand, she had a marker. It was not a dildo but it did the job. She was going real fast because she didn’t want me to find out. It was to late. I was watching the whole thing.cousins incest sex storyI quickly unzipped my zipper and my nine inch python came out. I couldn’t believe it. I was hard. I just stood there waiting to touch her, kiss her, and lick her beautiful body. I wanted it bad. She finally came. She shock her whole body as she finished her beautiful organism. I almost lost everything I had. I needed to be calm. She opened her eyes slowly. There she found me looking at her. She was turning red and was so embarrasses that she tried to get up off her seat. I grabbed her and I started kissing her. I was biting her neck and sucking her too. She felt my monster jab her wet cunt. She grabbed it and started jacking me off. It started slow but then went faster and I continued kissing her. I love kissing. It’s one of the most beautiful ways you show your lover that you care about them so much. I reached around her back and released to hooks to her bra. It snapped off like a rubber band. Her nipples were dark brown and the were real hot and pointy. I had never realized that girls breast get so hot when they are so turned on. I rubbed my face in between her big tits and lick them real good. She was real wet. She tried to continued jacking me off but I wouldn’t let her. I laid her down on these cardboard boxes that were not folded yet. I told her that she was going to have to cum in my mouth before I fucked her. I grabbed her legs and opened then real wide. She laid there with her eye shut because this was all new to her. Her Ex never did this to her. I wanted to taste her real bad. I teased her first by playing with her love button. She almost lost it because she hadn’t had a man touch her in about one year. I then opened her up with my two fingers and dipped my face it to her. I lick and lick until she couldn’t take anymore. Just when she was about to cum, I started to bite her clit. Man, did she go crazy. She pushed herself off the boxes and then screamed real loud as she came right in my mouth. That tasted so good. I then removed all my clothes and started to rub my cock on her tender clit. I then gently pushed it to see what it was going to fell like going in slow. I then got on top of her and told her that now she was about to get the best fuck she had ever gotten. I put her leg on my shoulders and started to push hard. She was screaming hard. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Please don’t tease me!” So I gave her what she wanted. I started fucking her real hard. I almost came right there. But I could do that so I stopped. I told her to get on her hands and knees and I was going to fuck her doggy style. She quickly did it and I took her from the back. I stubbed it in and I didn’t waste anytime. I usually last for hours but I really couldn’t last any longer. I knew I was about to cum. I took it out and shot all over her big beautiful ass. She had came right before I did. I could not believe what had just happened. It was great. I will never for get any of it. We finished up and then we close the store and went home. I went to my house and she went to hers. I got home and fell asleep thinking about her. We don’t usually talk about it now but she hints that she really liked it when she walks close to me. She grabs to what she liked and gives me a kiss on the cheek.