Softly running her hands over the massive organ, Jill weighs
and marvels at the weight, hefting the hairy testicles hanging
with bunched, wrinkled skin below the hard shaft, slowly moving
her fingers between testicles to glans, tracing the blue veins
swelling and pulsing under the skin.
Finally, she was brought back to reality by a soft groan
from Alan’s lips and his gentle hand on her’s.
Alan climbs on the bed, swinging his ever-imposing manhood
with him. She leans back seductively bringing her lovely legs up
to her chest, opening herself for the mad stampede of the raging
bull.
He kneels down between her lovely limbs and grabs his
struggling stallion-cock in an effort to corral it.
“Now, Alan!” And she spreads her gorgeous legs to encircle
his strong back. As she reaches down to help him control the
enormous penis, he whispers, “You don’t need to. We will find
the way. How could we not?”
Gradually this organ of giant proportions lowers to the duty
at hand. As if guided by a supernatural power, it gently rolls
around the furry mound.
After what seemed to be an eternity, the magnificent organ
senses her warm hearth beckoning. It pauses, like taking a deep
breath, just above the vaginal opening. But before dropping
down, it seems to reach out and touch her clitoris. A quick
peck, like on the lips, and a return engagement brings shudders
of passion to Jill as she cries, “Now, come in, now, Alan.” And
then, as if embarrassed, she whispers, “Fuck me, you big horse!”
One last drawn out buss on the glowing clit by the gentle
monster is the farewell. Slowly he traces the smooth path down
to the warm embrace of the labial lips, now parted and awaiting.
“Come in, my friend,” they seem to say in delicious anticipation
of the impending union.

Although it would have made
no difference to Jill, several times, unbeknownst to her, Jack
seriously considered the cruel act of leaving his family for her,
but he could never resolve how she could ever love someone who
would do such a thing. Jack was in a real moral dilemma. But
since Jill had a rich and full married life she would have
rejected him anyway. It was clear to Jill he was just a
passionate suitor always faithful, hovering in the wings, where
he belonged.
For as long as he could remember he had thought that Jill
was the most luscious, delicious hunk of femininity he had ever
seen. He had thought that she carried herself with such elegance
and sensuality; she just dripped with voluptuous passion. God
surely had created many beautiful things, but this time She out
did Herself. (Some may think that only a male could conceive of
the perfect female, but Jack had said that men wouldn’t recognize
the “perfect female” if she were dropped in their lap. All they
want is a good fuck. Only a female can imagine all of the
delightful traits of their sex.)

It all began a few years ago when these two, shall we call
them Jill and Jack, met in the office when Jill was newly-hired.
This was no love-at-first-sight for either one, particularly
Jill. Jack was immediately attracted to Jill’s beauty, but he
was very quiet and reserved, some would say shy. Although
nothing transpired for many months, Jack could not help but be
attracted to this dynamic and exquisitely lovely vision, this
gorgeous creature. But what really persuaded Jack to eventually
seek even vague recognition by this Venus-incarnate was her
apparent unlimited capacity for gentleness and, . . ., well,
niceness.
Of course, there were several minor obstacles looming in
their way, not the least was age – she was 37 and he 50 – and
marital status – they were.
For several years Jack persistently pursued this vision of
loveliness with a vigor that actually irritated Jill on many
occasions. She was more attracted by the novelty than anything
else, but he was sort of a nice guy. Nothing ensued that would
excite the reader. There were some brief, but passionate and
heart-felt, hugs and touches early in their “relationship” that
certainly excited Jack and maybe even Jill a little. But Jill
soon found that her conscience could not accept this and only
agreed to the continuance of the “relationship” if it remained
platonic. Although Jack found this exceeding difficult he
acquiesced for he loved her dearly.

“Anytime you come it is good for me but stop by about six. You still
haven’t had your salad or coffee yet.” “Ya maybe I can have some pie
with that.” “What is your favorite,” she asked. “But hair pie of course,”
I replied. “Mine is banana.” I told her I would bring the banana and I
closed the door. The drive home was great. I didn’t need to play any
blues now. Up beat jazz was called for now. If that is what I get for
changing a tire I can only imagine what a lube and a oil change will
bring. It pay to take care of your car. Standby ,this story ain’t over yet.
“It ain’t over tell its over.” Who said that.

I came again and she said,”Don’t ask.” As we walked to the shower again
I told her that was one of my fantasies. She said mine too. After another
quick rinse I told her I really had to go. She wanted me to stay and I
wanted to but I had to be back for work at 0545. What I didn’t tell her was
I would have never been able to stay awake after screwing all night. I
know that is what it would have turned into plus I’m not as young as I use
to be. I know when I’m peckered out. I got dressed and she put back on that
bra again at my request and wore her robe loose for me. I told her if there
was anything else I could do just call. She asked if I could give her car
a lube and an oil change. “Sure could it make it three more days.” She
said,”Great.” I asked what she was doing this Friday. “Shopping for oil.
What is the best kind.” “Wesson.” I asked what time should I come.

That was it. I walked over to the sink. Came up behind her and turned off
the water. Turned her around cleared a spot on the counter and set her up on
it with her legs spread open. I reached around and got a chair some salad
dressing and sat down for some dinner. Love that Ranch dressing! Doesn’t
run so fast you know. Shit was flying every direction. I put some dressing
on that pussy. Not that it needed it and started to eat. She put her legs
over my shoulders and just hollowed. I licked off every drop and added some
more. By now I was stiff as can be and ready to make love again. I picked
her up and made way to the kitchen table. Cleared a spot and set her down.
Her legs hung over the table at the knees and I mounted her for another
round. I thought we were going to break the table. She brought her legs
up and put them over my shoulders slid up to the edge and we pumped away.

I looked at her and asked with a teasing smile,”Did you come.” She just
laughed. Needless to say that was her first time on top. After a rest we
jumped back into the shower for a quick rinse. As we were drying off I said
we never did finish that coffee. We went back into the kitchen and got a
cup of joe. Then we went back to the bathroom and talked as she dried her
har. She asked why I didn’t take her hair down sooner. “Good question.” I
asked how I was doing on those fantasies of hers and she said that there
were still more she could think of but I had a good start. Now I had a
fantasy I want to fill but I couldn’t tell her or it would ruin it. It was
getting dark so she grabbed a robe and went into the other room to make
sure the blinds were closed. When they were I came into the living room
and took her robe. “You won’t need that.” We sat on the couch for awhile
and listen to the rain again. I wasn’t mad it was raining now. Then I said
lets eat. Her eyes lit up. “I mean food.” I asked if she had the fixin’
for a salad. No fried food tonight. She asked if I didn’t eat fried food
and I said looking down at myself then her, not tonight. Spatter you know,
ouch. She just laughed. She got some veggies out of the frig and took them
to the sink to clean. I watched as she leaned over the sink cleaning them.
I started to get hard at the site of that sweet back side of hers.

The warm water felt good. I took the soap and washed her from head to
toe stopping at her pussy from time to time. We then changed places and
she washed me starting with my pulsating cock. After a good washing
she stuck that thing in her mouth and started to suck. It didn’t take
long and she had me coming again. This time she swallowed every drop.
She took the soap and washed it back to some kinda life. We dried off
and I took her back into the bedroom. We fell on the bed in an embrace
kissing and fondling each other. Then she pushed me on my back took my
now hard cock and guided it into that lovely tunnel of hers. Nice close
fit. She started to pump up and down on my shaft with ease. I played with
those bouncing tits and then had her lean forward. I finally undid her hair
and let it go free. Ohkie smokes it reached almost to her ass. I should
have done that earlier. She leaned back and started to buck again. All
I could think is ride’em cowgirl. When she leaned back she could tickle
the inside of my legs. I reached up put one hand on her hips to slow her
down and with the other I massaged her clit. She was coming in waves
and I wasn’t to far behind. Then I dropped my hands and let her set the
pace. I came so hard I thought my balls would come through my dick and
out the other end. She collapsed on top of me. We were both exhausted.

I next worked on her belly but by passed her love triangle. I worked down
one leg then up the other carefully and slowly. Then I acted as though to
accidentally put to much on her upper body. I then got on top of her and
rubbed myself around on her. She then rolled me over and took the oil
from me. She straddled me at the waist and started to oil up my chest.
She played with my nipples and moved down to my legs passing my out
stretched cock. When she came back up my other leg she stopped at my
cock put a lot of oil on it and set the bottle down. She worked my
cock with both hands until I couldn’t take it any longer. I stopped her
and she looked at me in disappointment. I just said trust me. I lead
her into the shower and started the water. We both got in and got wet.

I
thought what an asshole no wonder she left him. He said sex was only
for having babies that she didn’t want one right now . I whispered
and it ain’t over yet. With that she gave a sigh. I continued to massage
her legs and ass as we talked. I like playing with a gals ass. Kinda like
tits without nipples. I could tell she was slowing back down so I rolled
her over. I think she thought I was going to fuck her a this point but
not yet. I told her if she liked things to this point hang on. She just
shook and smiled. I had months of sex stored up inside of me and I was
going to show my stuff. Hell she seemed game for anything and I would
invent a thing or two if I had too. I started to massage her shoulders
working my way down her sides tickling her ribs. I undid her garter belt
and took it off. I rolled her stockings down. First one then the other.
This was the first time I saw her totally nude. What a picture that made.
I worked my way back up her legs stopping at her pussy and giving it a
gently rub. She started to moan again when I asked if she had any baby oil.
She sheepishly pointed to the bathroom. When I came back I first started on
her chest and those nice firm breasts. I slowly and gently worked it in.

I said,”Neither did I.” I told her I hadn’t had any in a long time. She
said,”Neither had she.” She then poured us some coffee. I asked if she
had anymore fantasies. She said,”Yes but lets see if they come true first
before she told me.” Fair enough. She asked if I wanted a snack to go with
my coffee and I leaned forward placed my coffee on the counter looked her
in the eyes and said yes. Then I reached down and pulled her panties off.
I slid my tongue down her chest. Then down her belly and stopped at that
lovely pussy of hers. As she drank her coffee I licked her pussy all so
carefully. She was getting wet and then I tickled it with my nose. She
giggled with pleasure. I blew through my nose as I licked that pussy. She
began to moan. When I looked up she had set her coffee down. She had both
hands on the counter with her legs about shoulder width apart. I
quickened my pace and so did her moans. All of a sudden I heard a crash.

She took my hand and I came to my feet. She finished taking my shirt off
and I stepped out of my pants. She put her bra back on and we when to the
kitchen. She finished wiping herself off as we walked to the kitchen.
In the kitchen she started to make some coffee. I couldn’t take it any
more so I reached over and unzipped her skirt. I let it fall to the
floor and she stepped out of it. To my delight she had on a lace garter
belt and a very brief set of panties. As the coffee brewed we talked some
more. She seemed to enjoy the view. I know I did. It was getting hard to
think about coffee as my dick started to recover. I felt extremely kinky
standing there in the kitchen naked in front of a barely dressed gal. By
now my cock was semi-hard and my anticipation of what was to come growing.
My cock was too. She told me that was always a fantasy of hers to have
someone come on her tits. She didn’t realize a guy could come that much.

The site of those magnificent tits around my cock was to much. Her bare
torso and that gray skirt, dark stockings with those high heels is a
picture I may never forget. She put her hands on my ass and helped
with each thrust. I soon announced I was about to come and she wildly
agree with,”Let me have it.” I shot a load on her face and those tits
like never before. When I slowed down she popped my cock back in her mouth
and licked it clean. I just fell to the floor. When I looked up she was
covered with my come and had a smile. She grabbed the towel and wiped clean.

Then I did the same to the other one. Like I said I believe in equal
opportunity. She was moaning with pleasure now. I pushed her blouse and
bra off and she was nude from the waist up. What a site! Her ribs stuck out
and the site of her bare back drove me wild. She went back down on me and
sucked with a new found fury. She cupped my balls and fondled my chest
until I thought I was going to pass out. Then I reached down and placed
my hands on her bare back pushing her forward. My dick came out of her
mouth and I placed it between those nicely shaped tits. I began to thrust
and with every thrust my dick came close enough were she could lick the end.

I leaned forward
and kissed her neck worked my way down to her tits. I worked my way down to
that beatiful lace bra and could see her nipples through the wet material.
I stopped at the junction between those luscious mounds and to my delight
it was a front hooker. I undid the hook and let them hang free. I would say
they were about 36c+. Large enough and well shaped. I put both hands around
the base and started to lick the nipple making my circles larger and larger.

We got caught in the rain between the parking lot
and her place and got even wetter. When we got inside the water was
dripping off of us. I was shivering from the cold and for other reasons
and so was she. She went and got me a towel and came back drying her face.
I was drying my face when I heard her say you need to get out of those
wet cloths. Before I could drop the towel from my face I felt a tug at my
pants. By the time I had the towel from my face she had my pants undone
and was grabbing at my stiffening cock. She slid my pants and shorts to
the floor and popped my dick in her mouth. I could see the whole thing
because her hair was still up. She sucked on my cock and reached up to
undo my shirt. I stood there with my shirt open and my cock in her mouth.
She sucked with furry and played with my chest with her soft hands.

Nice assets. The cool rain made her nipples stand out
and I wanted them. She said she hoped she could make it home ok on the
undersized spare. Not missing the cue this time, I offered to follow her
home. She told me I had done more than enough but I said no problem. She
said ok but only if I would come in for some coffee when we got there.
Great! I jumped in my car and we were on our way. It wasn’t long and
we were at her place.

She had the jack and the lug wrench out and seem to not know a whole lot
more. Like I said we Mustang owner stick together. I offered to help which
she quickly accepted. She had a business suit on but had the jacket off. Her
off white blouse was open down the front and fit loose so I couldn’t tell
what the size of her tits were. Her gray skirt went down to about six
inches below the knee and her dark stockings and high heels made a nice
outfit. I started to work on the jack and began to wish she was working
on my jack. She knelt down beside me and started to make small talk. This
was one of those times I was glad I have good peripheral vision because
her blouse was open enough I could see part of her nice lace bra. From
what I could see she had a good sized pair of hooters. I asked her what
she did and she said she was a traveling salesperson. My mind went wild.

I went
in the mall and stopped by the record store. I always go to the same store
because they have the best looking gals of the three stores. We are talking
hot! They have one gal that looks like Whitney Houston. I love equal
opportunity especially when it looks like that. I made my selection and
checked out. I thought my luck was about to change when my dream gal
checked me out. Well she sounded as good as she looked but I miss cued
and was on my way.




I left the mall worse that when I came in. When I
got to the door it looked like rain again and I thought shit. When I got
close to the car I saw someone down by the wheels. Great, now somebody is
trying to steal my wheels. What else could happen. I quickly got over to
the car and saw a lady trying to change the tire on the blue Mustang.

Donna was still busy fingering
herself. I looked into the mirror, and the blonde
Donna was resting quietly, her eyes closed and a
contented smile on her face.




I glanced at the clock on the dresser. Only 45
minutes had passed since I had rang the door bell!
What an afternoon!!!

I was startled to hear her scream loudly as her
orgasm hit its peak. Donna had never screamed, but
mostly whimpered quietly, yet forcefully, as she
orgasmed. This was new to me, and excited me no end.
I came myself almost immediately as she screamed,
gushing huge amounts of my boyish, thin semen into
her, adding to the liquid that was already drenching
her cunt. We trembled in unison as wave after wave
of pleasure racked our bodies.
I couldn’t continue to eat Donna’s pussy, I was
so caught up in my orgasm, and she rolled off of me,
wildly fingering herself, shoving two, then three
fingers into her dripping box. The blonde lay back
on top of me and my hands left her thighs to grab hold
of her huge melons, pinching the nipples savagely in
our passion.

Donna whimpered and ground her pussy into my face
with renewed vigor, the hairy insides of her thighs
feeling like sandpaper against my cheeks, as I had
stopped licking her pussy to watch the sexy scene
unfold in the mirrors. I renewed my efforts and she
quieted down, lifting up again slightly and releasing
my head from the grip of her thighs.
I could feel the pressure build in my cock, and
knew that orgasm was impending. I could not last much
longer, and hoped the blonde was near hers so that I
wouldn’t disappoint her at this late stage of the
game. I needn’t have worried!
Just as I was thinking about her, she yelled,
“OH, GOD… I’M CUMMING AGAIN!!!”
Again?? I hadn’t realized she had already had
an orgasm! I let myself go and rammed into her again
and again, and could feel Donna’s finger rubbing
against my cock through the thin membrane that
separated the anus from her pussy. The blonde started
flopping around so wildly that I had a hard time
keeping my cock inside her, and I had to grab her hips
forcefully. My fingers dug into her fleshy thighs
unforgivingly as I demanded that she remain on my
cock. I had to have been hurting her with my grip,
but she seemed not to notice as I pounded into her
sopping cunt.

After a minute’s rest, Donna replaced her friend
over my face, lowered her hairy, musky cunt to my
waiting tongue, and I started eating her pussy like
I had the blonde’s. I heard her tell me in no
uncertain terms that I was doing it exactly right,
which made me assault her clit with even more fervor.
I felt her fingers reach into her box and gather
some of the liquid flowing from her drenched cunt onto
her fingers. Then I heard a squeal of delight and
peeked from between her legs to the blonde riding my
cock. Since Donna was so much thinner than the
blonde, I was able to maneuver my head a little better
and get a better view of what was happening.
Donna had poked her cum slickened finger into the
blonde’s anus! And the blonde obviously loved it, for
she was rocking back and forth in a frenzy in time to
my rising thrusts and Donna’s piercing finger! I
turned slightly to look into the mirrors on the wall
and saw her clutching her breasts feverishly,
squeezing them to the point that they must have hurt
her, her eyes closed tightly. A pink flush was
starting to creep across her upper chest, right below
the neck. The bun into which her long blonde hair had
been fastened had come loose, and been replaced by a
long pony tail cascading down her back. It bounced
back and forth like the tail of a galloping mare as
she met the attack at both her orifices with crazed
relish.

As Donna held my cock vertical, the blonde
lowered herself until the wet slit of her pussy was
brushing the head of it, tickling it unforgivingly.
She rocked backwards and forwards until she could feel
it enter the right spot and then slammed down onto it,
screaming as it tore into her.
“It’s HUGE,” she shouted to nobody in particular!
“I’ve never felt anything so good! I wish Jim’s was
this big.” (I’ve since found out, much to my own
humility, that I’m somewhat larger that average, but
NOT huge. Poor Jim must have been hung like an eight-
year-old.)
The blonde Donna was tight! Much to my
disappointment, though, she wasn’t nearly as
accomplished lover as my Donna. While tight and wet
and hot, she had little muscle control. But she WAS
enthusiastic. She absolutely loved riding my stony-
hard dick, and wriggled and bounced on it until my
balls ached.

The blonde Donna was delighted! “Oh, Donna,” she
exclaimed! “You’re having an orgasm already??!
Quick, let me have him before he gets soft! I am
almost ready to cum too!”
Donna, my Donna, pulled herself from my
unyielding pole, reluctantly it seemed, and lay down
beside me, panting for breath, her head resting on my
knee, her legs stretching toward the pillows behind
my head. My dick smacked wetly against my hard
stomach. She reached up with her long fingers and
wrapped them again around the base of my stalk and
pulled it smartly upright. It waved back and forth
it beat with my racing pulse as the blonde moved from
over my face to over my cock by scrambling forward on
her knees.

I had to reach back with my hands, which had been
on her thighs, to push on her weighty butt, forcing
her away from my face so that I could breathe. She
whined with dismay as my mouth left her clitoris and
I gasped for breath! All this time, Donna kept riding
my hard cock, moving faster and faster on it as she
approached an orgasm.
Donna came within a few minutes, and she sat down
hard on my rigid cock, driving it into her until I
thought it would burst past her cervix into her
waiting womb, and wriggled around on it grinding her
clitoris into my pelvis. I could see her fabulous
brown nipples, standing out straight from the slight
mounds of her breasts, which were covered in a deep
red rash of pleasure. She was gasping like a
championship swimmer after an Olympic tryout, her lips
stretched tightly across her crooked teeth, half
smile, half grimace as she rubbed her wet crotch
against mine.

I lapped at it hungrily, and then remembering
what she had done with Donna, and what Donna liked me
to do with her nipples, I settled in to a pattern of
licking, flicking and sucking. I could feel her
clitoris grow as blood rushed to it in response to my
attack. She started wiggling above me as my tongue
found its target. Her back arched and she started
pulling at her own nipples, squeezing and milking the
pendulous breasts, and watching herself in the mirror.
I felt Donna crawling around on the bed, and then
the telltale heat as she lowered herself, grabbing my
cock with one hand, guiding it into her waiting cunt,
which was dripping cum onto my stomach. She slowly
impaled herself on my staff until I felt the end of
it touch her cervix. She sat there for a minute,
relishing the feel of it in her, then slowly raised
herself again, the muscles of her cunt grabbing my
throbbing cock, holding it in a tight glove of passion
as she started the ride toward orgasm.
If I turned my head slightly to the left, I could
see between the blonde’s legs, and watch as my wet,
slimy cock disappeared slowly into her hot pussy, only
to emerge again within a few seconds with a new
coating of love juice. I could hear both women moan
with pleasure over the slurping sounds of my tongue
and lips as they worked their magic on the blonde
Donna’s hot box. I tilted my head back, and I could
look out between the blonde’s heavy butt cheeks to the
mirrored door; watched her as she groped and squeezed
her enormous breasts, milking great drops out of the
nipples to roll over her hands, onto my chest. My
long nose brushed against her tight anus as I tilted
my head and I could hear her gasp with surprise. She
ground her pelvis hard against my face until my mouth
was almost swallowed up by her pussy, my nose stuck
in the crack of her ass. I thought I would suffocate!

The blonde stopped what she was doing and crawled
over to me. She reached down and kissed me
passionately. Her mouth tasted sweetly of Donna’s
juicy cum and carried the musky scent of her. Her
long probed my mouth deeply, licking the sensitive
roof of my mouth, making my squirm with pleasure. We
groaned in unison as our mouths clashed, out teeth
grinding together in our passion.
She abruptly broke the kiss and got to her knees,
squatting over my face.
“Let’s see how quickly you learn,” she said.
“Donna says you are a natural.”
She lowered herself down to my waiting lips. I
noticed then that she was not nearly as hairy as
Donna, her pubic region no bigger than my fist, and
a soft, fluffy blond. There was no hair at all next
to her waiting pussy; the lips were bare and pink,
glistening with a light coating of fluid. As she
squatted, her legs parted naturally, and the center
of her sex opened up to my waiting tongue, exposing
a tiny pink clitoris.

“Have you ever eaten pussy, Bobby,” the blonde
asked me?
When I nodded the negative, she said, “Watch
while I show you how.”
She got on her hands and knees behind Donna, her
breast swinging pendulously beneath her, and
positioned Donna with her hands so That I could see
them both in the mirrored wall. She had trouble
aligning them both so that could see, while Donna
could still suck my cock, so she quickly go up and
opened the door about three inches, placing that
mirror at and angle that was perfect for her purposes.
She bounced (literally) back to the bed and resumed
her position on hands and knees directly behind Donna.
With one check to make sure I could see exactly
what she was doing, she nodded with a satisfied
expression on her face… and pushed her head into
Donna’s waiting, magnificently wet, hairy pussy.
Donna pulled her hand away from her clit and wrapped
the wet fingers around my cock to better steady
herself, squeezing it ever tighter as her head bobbed
up and down over my crotch.
The blonde’s tongue was amazingly long, it
reached a good three inches from her pink lips to the
raging wet clitoris that Donna had been masturbating
for the last several minutes. No wonder she couldn’t
swallow a cock, she had so much tongue that she
couldn’t possibly fit anything else into that pretty
mouth! It snaked out like it had a mind of its own
and ministered lovingly at the knobby red organ,
flicking it lightly, then lapping, then the lips
closing on it and sucking it… just like I had been
doing to Donna’s nipples in our many previous
sessions. I could do THAT!

The blonde watched her for a minute and then
asked, “How can you get that whole thing in your
mouth, Donna? I have trouble with Jim’s, and he is
on half the size of Bobby’s!”
Donna stopped her ministrations and turned to her
friend. “It’s all in the throat,” she said. “You
have to open your throat wide to let it in. That way
you won’t gag,” she explained matter-of-factly, as if
teaching math or something else to one of her
students. “You try it.”
The blonde pulled her nipple abruptly from my
sucking mouth, spraying milk over my chin and replaced
Donna at the top of my wet stalk. She tried, bless
her, but she couldn’t get more than half of my hard
cock into her mouth without gagging. Some have it,
some don’t! After a few tries, she reluctantly gave
up and gave my throbbing member back to her friend,
saying, “I’ll practice later,” with a rueful smile.
Donna went back to work immediately, licking and
sucking the whole thing with ease.

She sighed with pleasure, but instructed me
further. “That’s good Bobby, but I like it to be
sucked — HARD,” she told me.
I complied and was greeted with a gush of warm
liquid! She was lactating! I could feel her quiver
as the tepid liquid passed from her sensitive nipple
into my waiting mouth. It was sweet tasting beyond
my experience, and I cannot today explain the taste,
other than it was wonderful, and sexy, at the same
time. She moaned with pleasure as her body rocked in
large shudders.
“Oh, Bobby, You’ll never know how GOOD that
feels,” she murmured as I continued to suck at her
glorious nipple. She had stopped stroking my cock as
Donna enveloped the whole thing in her talented mouth,
wrapping her fingers around the base of it and
squeezing it as she liked to do, to hold my ejaculate
in.

We walked into the room and immediately took off
our clothes. The new Donna and I walked to the bed
as tall Donna closed the door behind us. I was
already getting an erection in anticipation of the
afternoon ahead of me, and my cock was jutting out
some, as the blood rushing to it stiffened and
lengthened it. It swayed back and forth as I stepped,
and the blonde reached over and grabbed hold of it as
we walked.

“Well, Bobby,” my Donna said. “Looks like you’re
going to be busy today, because I’m going to fuck your
socks off too. That’s why we worked all morning to
get the yard work done… so you’d have the time, and
ENERGY, to service us both.”
I hadn’t even noticed that the yard work was
done!
“C’mon into the bedroom,” she told us. And off
we went, hand in hand.

Once
I asked her why she didn’t shave it. She told me she
was so thin that she wasn’t attractive in a bikini,
and decided it wasn’t worth the trouble. One could
see a definite line at the top of each leg where she
shaved the fleecy stuff at the line of her briefs.
She asked me if I found it unattractive, and I
honestly told her I didn’t… just unusual.

Continuing her touch,
Ann lightly touched the bulging pantie where the dampness showed
like a dark spot and marked the location of the pussy’s opening.
“Oh my God,” moaned Julie,”I’m going to explode!”
“Easy does it,”Ann said as she slid down the plain cotton
panties and placed them on the coffee table.”Just relax and
enjoy.”

She’s twenty and a sight for my sore horny eyes. As a receptionist, she’s more
than capable on the job. As a casual sex partner, she’s above average. I’ve
been an ass man for the longest time and would get a thrill watching Nancy
parade her pussy around the office. She always wears tight slacks and when I
focus on the lines of her panties I just about bite through my lower lip. One
night, she had agreed to help with extra paper work. As we talked, I told her
of my wife’s recuperation. Nancy was genuinely concerned and sympathized when I
casually mentioned out current kick of abstinence.

She blushed a little but was really turned on. She came up to me, pressing her
pussy against my groin. “I can understand what you’re going through right now.
And besides, I wouldn’t mind getting it on with you. I’d enjoy it.”

“An older man?”

She yanked my hammer. “A better man.”

I wrapped my arms around her and we started tongue kissing. It wasn’t long
before her clothes were piled in a heap next to mine. I took a long moment to
admire her nymph like beauty. Parting her thighs, she lowered herself once I
sat between her legs. She was really in her prime, her pretty pink pussy
dripping with sweet tasting juices. I brought her off with my mouth and Nancy
said it was the first time a guy was able to do that. Grateful and more than
eager to please, she asked, “How can I give you pleasure?”

I touched her asshole and she squirmed. “Alright,” she whispered getting on all
fours.

Her white ass was soft to my touch. I buried my face between those satiny
cheeks and lubricated her opening first with my tongue, then with a finger of
pussy juice. That relaxed her and that beautiful beige asshole puckered,
spreading wider and wider. She was hot, gently gyrating her ass in my face and
moaning. When the bulbous head of my dick brushed her back door, she sobbed. I
worked my way in slowly so as not to hurt her. When I eased in most of the way,
I started pumping nice and steady. She met my thrusts by pounding her buttocks
against me and urging me all the way. I hammered good and hard, flooding her
hole with my cum. After resting fifteen minutes, Nancy and I did it again.

We all laid back
exhausted and started to laugh. It felt so good and so right. We
all just laid together and hugged each other. Later that night
when we left, we promised to call each other for another get
together very soon.

Finally she relaxed and fell back on
the carpet. Soon I felt Jim increasing his speed and hardness
and then I felt his hot wet juices squirting into my wet pussy.
I looked at you and saw that watching Jim fuck me was really
exciting to you. You leaned down and started kissing my lips as
Jim finished me in that doggy fashioned style.

I knew
she hadn’t come yet. Carol then looked over at Jim and I and
leaned down to take a breast of mine into her sweet mouth. You
then got up and came to the other side of me. Each of you had
one of my breasts in your mouth while Jim frantically sucked and
licked my clit. I had never had such exciting sexual
attention….but all I could think of was making love to Carol.

Suddenly Carol stopped and
stood up. She led you over to us and you both laid down next to
Jim and I. Then she mounted you on top and you slipped your very
erect penis inside of her. She began to move very slowly and
then began to pick up speed. She moved her hips faster and
faster and you closed your eyes in ecxtasy. I knew you were
close to coming.

He began to suck on my breasts and
his hands quickly found my wet pussy. He quickly entered it and
began to rub my “G” spot with an intensity that I thought would
make me come immediately. By now Carol had you down to your cute
bikini shorts and when she lowered those, I saw your wonderful,
huge cock was sticking straight out and fully erect.

When we entered again through the patio the guys were still asleep.
They were sprawled out on the bed with their asses touching. I quickly
motioned Annie into the bathroom. “You know what I’d also like to do? Jim is
so straight, and I’d like to force him into a situation of sucking Jeff’s
cock. God, that would be sweet revenge on him for I don’t know what.”

It was for the corporate offices of a bank in Manhattan (which shall go
unnamed) who needed someone to help format data to put together a quarterly
report. It seemed like a friendly enough place; I was taken through the
outer offices to where I’d be working by the fellow who would be my
supervisor. He explained that I’d have a workstation in a general office
area, which was nice; I’d been stuck in the mail room a few times and the
solitude was always a bummer.

As we walked into the computer area and he introduced me, I first
noticed that all four of the workers in the area were women (which was not
too unusual). They were all quite attractive. Vanessa, a tall blonde,
seemed to be the oldest of them all (maybe all of 25 years old), and seemed
to be the spiritual leader of the bunch. Vicki was from Guyana, apparently
of Indian decent; she seemed to be very outgoing. Michelle, a petite black
girl, said hello with a squeaky, Butterfly McQueen-ish voice. The last of
them was Sheryl, a small, pretty girl; I couldn’t quite place her exotic
looks at first–she looked like a dark-skinned oriental. Later I’d find that
she was from the Phillipines, but that is of little consequence to the story
now.

As I said, they all seemed quite amiable, but I couldn’t help notice
that I seemed to attracting strange looks. They weren’t looks of distrust;
far from it. Vanessa, Vicki and Michelle seemed to be smiling knowingly as
at some kind of inside joke, something that involved me, but in WHAT way I
had no idea. Then they all looked knowingly at the only girl who wasn’t
wearing this mysterious smile–Sheryl. She had returned to her work
immediately after our introduction, and seemed to be struggling to
concentrate on her work. I was further intrigued when Vanessa went to her
and said quietly, “Well, are you ready, sweetie?” and Sheryl smiled a
tight-lipped, embarrassed smile, typing furiously away all the while.

Deciding I’d find out what was going on soon enough, I settled into my
seat and, after a little guidance as to what format the data was to take, I
started working. We were using WordPerfect, which was fine with me; I’d been
working with it on my own computer for months and I knew it inside and out.
After I’d typed in a couple of pages of text, I pulled up a page using the
“View Document” feature to see if the columns I’d set up were formatted
properly. This caught Vicki’s attention and she came over to see what I was
up to. She had never used columns before, and was curious as to how to do
it. She pulled her chair close to mine as I explained to her how to define
the columns, setting up the number of columns and the distance between them,
and how to turn them on and off. It was tough, though, with the way she
pressed her breasts into my upper arm as I typed. She was blessed with quite
a nice pair, and she made no effort to hide them. One could have probably
lost a small child in her cleavage. She was certainly enthusiastic about
columns, what with the way her eyes sparkled, the way she smiled at me, and
the way she touched my arm when she thanked me for showing her how to use
them. Needless to say, she had aroused the interest of my own column, which
had stiffened quite a bit during her lesson.

It wasn’t long before I gave a similar lesson to Michelle, who wanted to
know if I could show her how to insert the character for “registered
trademark” in what she was working on. She wasn’t nearly as bountifully
endowed as Vicki, but her lithe, tight body did just fine without big boobs.
She practically sat in my lap as I showed her how to use the character codes
to call up unusual characters. She brought new definition to the concept of
bedroom eyes as she gave me her heartfelt thanks for my assistance.

Now, I’m used to working in friendly offices, but this was getting to be
a bit much, and I expected the talk in the lunchroom to be worth its weight
in gold. I was used to bawdy “girl talk” over lunch, and if the other girls
in the office were as horny as Vicki and Michelle seemed to be, this crew was
sure to be something else–I was sure that it would be entertaining if not
enlightening. As Vanessa called in an order for a delivery of Chinese food
for us, the laser printer crapped out–no toner. When lunchtime came and the
food hadn’t, Vanessa sent Vicki to get a new toner cartridge for the laser
printer. It wasn’t long before Vicki called to me from the stockroom for
help.

“I can’t reach it,” she said, from her perch atop one of those rolling
step stools. She reached toward the toner, which not only showed me couldn’t
reach the toner, but also hiked her already short shirt several inches
higher. I gulped at the display of the deliciously inviting expanse of thigh
inches before my eyes. “You look hungry,” she remarked with a sly smile. I
decided to take a chance.

“I am,” I said, “I haven’t eaten anyone–uh, ANYTHING all day,” brushing
her thigh with the back of my hand.

“You poor thing,” she said, in mock pity. “Would you like to snack on
this?” she said, turning around and lifting her skirt, exposing a beautiful
panty-less triangle of black hair.

Now, I had been hoping for a positive reaction from her; something along
the lines of an invitation back to her place after work. I was totally
unprepared for this.

“This kind of stuff only happens in the pages of dirty magazines, but
I’ll be damned if I’m gonna pass this up,” I thought. I took her skirt in my
hands, planted a kiss just under her navel, and slowly worked my way down to
her already throbbing clit. I sat her down on the top step of the stool and
draped her legs over my back as I knelt on the bottom step and lapped up her
juices, spreading them over her stiff button as I licked away. I was so
thoroughly overwhelmed at the circumstances and Vicki’s soft moans that I
didn’t notice that the rest of the women had come into the room until I felt
someone start unbuttoning my shirt. I nearly jumped out of my skin.

“Jesus, Vicki, you always like to rush things, don’t you,” Vanessa
commented, as she finished unbuttoning my shirt. Vicki just smiled through
the blush that bloomed on her cheeks. “She’s always been the horny one out
of all of us,” she explained to me.

She went on, sensing that I was more than just a little bit nervous
about the circumstances. She said, “About a year ago, we had a real cute
Puerto Rican guy come in to work on the phones and Vicki told me that if this
wasn’t the office, she’d jump him. I said, `Who’s stopping you? Jump him.’
I never expected her to actually do it, but when she went into the phone
closet and actually did jump him, and the rest of us listened in on them, we
got so hot that a couple of us joined them. It was amazing. None of us had
ever gotten off like we did then. All of us except Sheryl,” she said,
gesturing toward the shy girl who stood before me, suddenly looking a lot
less shy than she did before. Vanessa continued, “She was the only one who
didn’t join in that day, or any of the other times. She watched, but she
didn’t get involved.”

“God, I don’t know how she did it. I would have exploded,” commented
Michelle, in her strangely sexy little girl squeak.

“Well, she said that she was going to wait for the right time,” said
Vicki, sitting on the step with her hands tomboyishly dangling between her
widely parted knees, adding dramatically: “And the time is now.”

“Why now?” I said, curious as to what made me more special than the
apparently numerous other guys these women had enjoyed on their lunch hour.

“Well, the first time she said didn’t join in because she wanted a white
guy. When we had a white guy come in to mess with the copier, she said she
wanted a tall white guy. Then when that big Italian guy from the supply
company came in with the paper, she said he had to be a tall white guy with
light colored hair. And then when the guy from the deli came over, she said
it had to be a tall white guy with light hair,” said Vicki deliberately, “and
green eyes.”

I’ve never been ashamed of them, but I’d never felt so fortunate as then
to have green eyes. “Well, are you ready?” I said, suddenly remembering that
was what the others had said to her when I walked into the office this
morning. She gave me an unreadable, Mona Lisa smile. “What would you like
me to do, then? I’m at your command,” I said.

“Finish with Vicki,” she said, “I’ll let you know.”

I figured that she wouldn’t be joining today, that she’d find another
condition to tack onto her list. But I wasn’t going to ignore her
suggestion–I had fully intended to finish with Vicki, anyway. I took a
little more time with Vicki this time. I bent toward her from the bottom
step of the step stool and kissed her deeply. She put her arms around me,
crushing her breasts into my chest. I then began my descent to heaven.
While Michelle knelt on the floor and began opening my slacks, I undid a few
buttons on Vicki’s blouse, then opened the clasp on the front of her bra.
Her breasts practically poured out from their confinement. Her soft moans
began again as I traced circles around her nipples with my tongue, eventually
drawing them, one at a time, into my mouth. She pressed her breasts
together, and taking the hint, I sucked both her nipples at the same time,
causing Vicki to throw her head back in ecstacy.

I continued my downward journey, showering her tummy with kisses,
delighting in the way her firm stomach tensed wit each kiss, and after
lifting her skirt back up, I renewed my assault on Vicki’s delicious cunt.
Michelle seemed to be having trouble with my pants; having gotten them past
my knees, she couldn’t get them over my shoes, so I kicked my loafers off.
At that moment, I felt someone pull my underwear down to my knees and a warm
mouth engulfed my cock. Vanessa, who had shucked her clothes somewhere
behind my field of vision, was hard at work on my hard-on. Michelle began
unbuttoning her blouse as she started licking delicately at my nipples from
the other side.

And I though sixty-nining was distracting. Here I was, having sex with
three hot women. I paused from my pussy-eating to look over at Sheryl, who
was still hanging back. I gestured with my head to come on over, but she
smiled and shook her head, mouthing the words, “Not yet.” Vicki, in the
meantime, unhappy with the interruption of her pleasure, grabbed my hair and
pulled my face back into her steaming bush. This had the unfortunate side
effect of knocking Vanessa’s head into the step stool’s metal handrail.

“Why don’t we get a little more comfortable,” I suggested, as Vanessa
rubbed the back of her head. I stood, led Vicki down from the stool, and
laid on my back on the carpeted floor. I said to Vicki, “Come here. Sit on
my face.” She needed no encouragement–she practically smothered me with her
sopping wet cunt. Vanessa, now kneeling between my legs, seemed to be much
more comfortable in this position; it was sure doing wonders for her
cocksucking. Michelle soon worked her way down my stomach to my cock. She
and Vanessa looked at each other a moment; Vanessa passed my cock to Michelle
who wrapped her lush lips around my thick knob, while Vanessa decided to work
on my balls. I’d never felt anything as amazing–one pair of hot lips
wrapped around my cock while another lush mouth nibbled and licked at the
inside of my thighs and my balls. Michelle had fantastic technique; slow and
sensuous, her tongue doing amazing things to my cock as she slowly worked her
mouth up and down.

By now, my ministrations to Vicki had her grinding her pussy into my
face. Her moans were soft, but insistent, and I could tell her climax was
approaching. I reached up and pulled her forward so that she was on her
hands and knees, her tantalizingly dark-lipped cunt just above my mouth. As
I began licking rapidly at her clit, I brushed my hand down her ass. Before
I even had a chance to slip a finger into her wetness, the tremors of her
orgasm began–her moans intensified to a slightly higher pitch, but never
really got very loud; she let her body do the talking. I thought she was
going to break my nose with her mons, she was bucking so uncontrollably.
The combination of Vicki’s volcanic climax and the attentions being paid
me below were enough (more than enough, actually) to push me over the edge.
Michelle pulled her mouth away from my cock at the last moment and stroked it
with her hand as I came. I don’t think she knew the degree to which I had
been aroused, because her aim wasn’t especially convenient; the first jet of
come I let go landed in my right ear. Needless to say, this kind of took the
edge off my orgasm. The girls sure got a good laugh out of it, though–until
Sheryl came up to me. I had been the one she was waiting for, after all–she
had quietly undressed during the frenzy that had just subsided. She sat me
up, straddled my lap with her lithe, surprisingly well-rounded body, kissed
me full on the mouth, and proceeded to kiss her way to my ear and lick the
come out. Now, my ears have always been incredibly sensitive to erotic
stimuli; I practically came again.

Sheryl’s attention to my ear had revived my cock, to a degree, but it
wasn’t quite hard enough for her yet. She wanted me harder, but was
determined to get me there without touching my cock. She smeared her hands
with the puddle of come that lay on my stomach and massaged it into her
breasts. She was better-endowed than I had thought. She wasn’t as big as
Vicki, but she wasn’t far off. The main difference was that her boobs were
remarkably firm. They glistened in the florescent lights of the storeroom.
Her performance was doing its job nicely, as my formerly flagging member
twitched to attention. She reached down and gave me a quick stroke, her
fingers lubricated with my come. Apparently satisfied by my hardness, she
knelt down on her hands and knees before me, her slit glistening with her
juices. She reached up between her legs and stroked her wetness invitingly.

Now, during most of this, the other girls were in shock–apparently,
they hadn’t believed she’d go through with it, either. But this was too much
to bear for Vanessa. “What are you waiting for? A written invitation?” she
said, incredulous that I hadn’t pounced on her yet–I’d been mesmerized by
Sheryl’s show, but Vanessa’s words moved me to action. I knelt behind Sheryl
and placed my cock-head at Sheryl’s wet opening. Slowly, I eased my cock
into her pussy, feeling her warm wetness engulf my cock. After a few slow
short strokes, I plunged deep into her in one sudden move. It proved to be
just what she wanted.

“Unghhh! Yessss, yessss, yessss…” she yelped with every stroke I
pounded into her. Michelle approached us as we fucked, coming up behind us.
“Open up your legs a little,” her tiny voice requested. I accommodated her,
and laying down on her back between my legs, she licked my balls as I fucked
Sheryl. Meanwhile, Vanessa straddled Sheryl and offered her light brown bush
to me. I placed one hand on her hip, guiding her fragrant wetness to my
mouth, leaving one hand on Sheryl’s ass, trying to time her movements with
Michelle’s ministrations to my balls. Suddenly, Sheryl’s moans grew suddenly
louder. Michelle had abandoned my balls for Sheryl’s clit. I heard Vicki’s
soft moans from across the room; apparently she was pleasuring herself while
watching the show we were putting on. Vanessa, apparently overcome by all of
the sweating and moaning and humping going on in the room, stiffened and
clutched and my head, musically humming her orgasm into the room.

Sheryl was humping my cock like a madwoman when she abruptly pulled away
from me. My cock dropped from her pussy and lightly bopped Michelle on the
chin. Without a pause, she sucked it down, savoring Sheryl’s juices.
Vanessa stepped away, and laid down on the floor beside us, exhausted. I
looked down to observe Sheryl rubbing her juices up and down her crack, from
her asshole to her dripping cunt. “My ass,” she said, “I want you in my
ass.”

“My God,” I thought, “there’s no way this little girl can take me in her
ass.” She sensed my hesitance, and took matters into her own hands. She
reached around with both hands, one delicate hand holding my ass, the other
taking my now granite-like cock, guiding it to her asshole. Slowly she
pushed back, until the head just began to enter her. She then completely
dumbfounded me–she lunged backward, taking me up her ass with a violence I
was sure would split her in half. She cried out sharply, but amazingly, it
truly seemed to be more in pleasure than pain. “Michelle, don’t stop now,”
she panted, as she slowly began to rock her hips, sawing my cock in and out
of her ass.

Michelle, her eyes huge at the spectacle she had just witnessed
close-up, did as she was told. She attacked Sheryl’s clit and pussy with
joyous, noisy abandon. I reached behind me, and stroked Michelle’s pussy.
It wasn’t long before Michelle’s slurps were supplemented with her moans–the
girl was ready to explode and didn’t need much to be pushed over the edge.
The added vibrations being transmitted to Sheryl’s clit from Michelle’s moans
plus the sensation of my cock filling her asshole had brought her to the
point of no return. Reaching behind her with both hands, she clutched madly
at my ass, pulling me tight to her, forcing my cock deeper into her asshole
than I ever imagined it going–I couldn’t believe her tiny body could take my
cock balls deep in her ass. Her orgasm rocked through her; her hips trembled
violently up and down as her asshole rhythmically squeezed at my cock.
Surprisingly, the shy one turned out to be the loudest when she came; her
cries made me afraid that someone from outside the office would come in to
see who was being slowly killed in the storeroom.

I, by this time, DID feel like I had died and gone to heaven. Michelle
had returned her attention to my balls while I returned the favor by working
two, then three fingers deep into her wet pussy, while continuing to fuck
Sheryl’s tight ass. Sheryl’s orgasm had brought me to the brink, though–I
wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. It was all over, however, when
Michelle snaked a finger into my asshole and Sheryl turned her head and fixed
me with a look of pure, unadulterated, glazed-eyed lust–I erupted into
Sheryl’s ass. I was sure that I’d fill her to overflowing with my come.
Like dominoes falling, my orgasm triggered Michelle’s. Her sexy whinny of a
voice filled the room: “Ohhhh, oooohhhhhh, OOOOOOOOOH ooooh ooooh ooooh ooooh
ooooh…” In the background, I heard Vicki’s unmistakable quiet moans
announce the arrival of her self induced orgasm.

We were all spent. I looked around the room–Vicki was sprawled in a
chair against the cabinets, her skirt hiked up around her waist. Vanessa was
lying on her side beside me, a dazed but happy look on her face. Michelle
lay panting between my legs, her full lips parted, her eyes closed. And
Sheryl was on her knees, her shoulders and head resting on the on the floor,
her perfect ass jutting up into the air. I couldn’t believe the amount of
sexual energy that had been expended in such a short time–a peek at my watch
indicated that only forty-five minutes had passed. After a few moments of
recovery, we all stirred, got dressed, and raided the fridge for whatever
food we could snarf down in the remaining ten minutes of our lunch hour.

I spent another day there before my stint was over, but the next lunch
hour was spent eating lunch. I dated Michelle a few times afterward (the
other girls all had boyfriends); despite the incredible sex we had, we just
weren’t well suited to each other and eventually drifted apart. But that
afternoon in the storeroom remains one of the most incredibly sensual sexual
experiences I’ve ever had.

Jesus, this place looks dead I said. Bill told me to just wait
and we took a couple of seats at the bar. We had a couple of
beers while the place started to fill. Most of the newcomers were older
women. At 19, any woman is older; these looked to be over 30 with an
occasional over 40 mixed in. Very few men which made me wonder if Bill
had picked a lesbian bar (I hate that terminology). It was still kind
of early and we were working on our third beer ( I was, Bill was on 4
or 5) when Bill grabbed my arm, lifted it in the air, turned to the
mostly female population at the bar and said I have a virgin here, how
much do I hear? All I could think of was How could I let myself be
embarrassed like this again? I steeled myself to slink out amongst the
expected laughter when I noticed there wasn’t any. Looking around, all
I saw was expectant and, in some cases, hungry looks. I grinned
sheepishly at the wolves and said nothing, just kept sipping my beer.

Being 19 and not a professional drinker, the beer started
having its effect. I remember talking to a lot of the women
there (the beer relieved some of my inhibitions) but was not attacked
by any of them. The band started playing and I danced with the women I
was speaking with. During one dance, I noticed a new woman enter the
bar. Beautiful! About 34, 5′6, brunette, and a body that would knock
you socks off. She was obviously a regular since she said hi to almost
everyone there. I didn’t pay much attention to her since she looked so
damn good. Figured my chances, coupled with my inexperience and age,
were nil (typical of ALL my thinking about girls/women at that time).
The woman I was dancing with saw me looking and just smiled.

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Alisa felt herself opening up in ways she’d cringe from, just a few
minutes before. It felt good to be able to express things out in the open,
to Susanna, and it felt good to think freely about making love to her.
“Well, maybe you’re right.” she replied with a squeak.
“Then let’s try it.” Susanna suggested. “If it’s too much for you, we’ll
stop. I don’t want to force myself on you, and most of all, I still want
to be friends with you.”

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“Oh, that’s no problem.” Alisa almost gasped. “If I’m going to have sex
with a woman, it would have to be you. I trust you – but of course, you
know that..”
“Okay,” Susanna said, “I’ll let you think this out for a while. I don’t want
you to jump into this because I want it, and then you come back hurt and
confused.”
“What about the massage?” Alisa inquired. “I need it now, more than ever..”

When the next weekend came, Alisa and Susanna went swimming again.
When they left to get dried and go home, Alisa and Susanna both remembered
their conversation as they stood naked. While drying off, they were both
bent over; their eyes met as they stood up, still half wet.
Alisa took a deep breath. “I want to do it, Susanna.”
“Let’s get some privacy first.” Susanna suggested.
Alisa’s sudden surrender to her feelings, made her feel better. And
bolder. “Okay, but I hope you don’t mind if I imagine a little..”
“Go right ahead.” Susanna laughed.
Alisa wanted to finger herself, but getting dressed was a priority. She
imagined Susanna sucking her off, thrusting soft, slender fingers into her
cunt, and working her breasts with the other hand. She also thought of what
it would be like to nestle her head between Susanna’s legs, and give Susanna
an orgasm. Suddenly, the idea of working Susanna’s cunt, was pleasurable,
rather than repulsive.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned out loud, as she slowly slid on her skirt.
Susanna looked back. “Enjoying?”
“Oh, yeah,” Alisa replied.

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Several years ago, my husband had to be in Austin and, in order to keep me
occupied, we took along a friend we lovingly referred to as ‘our wife’.
She was a lovely woman whose best features were an insatiable sexual
appetite and an absolutely astonishing bust line. (38 D at the least).
She was a little self conscious about going braless but the effect was so
startling that we encouraged her to do so at all reasonable opportunities.
The drive to Austin had been a show for the truckers with Judy and I
exposing our bodies at various intervals. Her nipples were continuously
tight and erect and I couldn’t resist encouraging them with a friendly
tweak or two. She, on the other hand, saw to it that my skirt was high
enough up my thighs that the tops of my stockings and the suspenders of
my garterbelt were in view. We had a lovely dinner and danced til 2:00. In
the morning each of us seducing my husband. Judy was so very good in the
seduction department and never failed to turn us both on. When we
returned to our room, we enjoyed each other tremendously, but had to
limit ourselves so he could get some sleep for the next morning. I awoke
after he had left and decided a shower would make me feel a lot better.
I went into the bath room and began the ritual and after entering the
shower stall, found that I was still very excited from the night before.
Remembering his cock buried deep into Judy’s mouth was a sight to behold.
I soaped my body and the silky feel of the suds made my hands roam over
my breasts, tweaking my hard nipples. Both Judy and I keep our pubic hair
totally shaved and as I soaped myself, I discovered how smooth and silky
it felt. I spent several minutes seductively playing with myself and
discovered that my fingers could enter my moist slit very easily. I began
stroking my pubis with one hand, while running the fingers of my other hand
into my open cunt. This really felt good, why hadn’t I tried it before?
The soap was one of my very favorites and it filled the bath with its
sweet fragrance. I was so busy running my hands over my body that I hadn’t
heard when Judy entered the bathroom and watched me through the clear glass
shower door. I was really quite pleased when she opened the door and joined
me in the shower. Judy reached for me and hugged me tight. Her ample boobs
touching my smaller ones gently at first and then seemed to massage them
when she moved from side to side. The soapy suds helped as we did our
little dance in the shower sliding our bodies together. Soap was everywhere
it seemed. I was rubbing it all over her body as well as my own. Suds
ran down our breasts, through the valley between and on toward our tummies.
When our triangles rubbed together, we couldn’t help but take advantage of
his added stimulation. She and I rubbed ourselves together trying desperate-
ly for the clit to clit friction. The hot water beat on our bodies and
added to our heat as we frantically rubbed our bodies together. We were
startled out of our reverie when the shower door opened again and my hubby
stepped in! He had been standing at the door watching the show and his
hard cock was evidence of the effect that we had on him. Judy dropped to
her knees and grabbed him into her hot mouth. I rubbed the suds over his
shoulders and chest from behind as she sucked the entire length of his cock
into her mouth. He was thrusting in to her so deep that his balls were
bouncing off her chin as she pulled his ass toward her face. Her pulling
parted his cheeks and gave me an idea. I soaped up my finger and gently
slid it into his tight asshole. He moaned so loudly that I was afraid the
neighbors would hear. Judy loved it too because his cock got harder and he
fucked her face with renewed passion. I was afraid he’d cum in her greedily
waiting mouth but Judy knew us too well to allow that to happen. She
slithered up, drawing two soapy lines up his hairy body with her huge boobs.
She stepped around him and pulled me into her arms turning me around so
that my back was pushed up against her slippery globes. I couldn’t wait
any longer, I had to have cock!!!! I lifted my leg and manuvered my pussy
so that I could get the head into my steaming hole. He lifted me and I was
suspended. My arms around his neck and the very core of my existence
impaled on his hard rod. Judy came around behind me and took my arms so
that I could leanack into the splashing water as he plunged into my deepest
cavern. I couldn’t hold out for long and it was my turn to disturb the
neighbors with sounds of pure passion. As I slid to the floor, an exhausted
but totally satisfied wreck, Judy moved around and bent over so as to
present him with her curvy ass and me with her sensuous mouth to kiss. He
wasn’t about to refuse her invitation and with a little lubrication from
the soap and her pussy juices he buried himself to the balls in her steamy
anus. I squirmed under her and managed to get my fingers into her pussy and
my mouth on her throbbing clit. It was unbelievably sensuous feeling my
husband’s cock violating her tiny bud as my fingers plundered her pussy.
Judy couldn’t stand much of this without cumming and, in moments she began
to buck and moan as her orgasm swept over her like tidal waves. Her sounds
and the clinching of her tight little hole brought him to the brink and
this time when I slipped my soapy finger into his ass he pumped her full.
His cock popped out of her like a champagne cork and we scrambled out of
the shower because the hot water had been used and we were being showered
with what felt like ice water. Even to this day, none of us can remember
who turned the shower off but we all remember the sweet feelings of
fullfillment as we snuggled in each other’s arms and slept the afternoon
away…..What happened after we awoke is, of course, another story…..

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