Yo Bro, Castrol…This is for your reading pleasure
Like Mother, Like Daughter
“What’s the matter, dear,” Kate Jefferson asked her eighteen year old daughter Wendy!?! “Uh, nothing, mom, I was just thinking, that’s all!!!” After putting down her knitting, the older woman gently offered, “Come on now, honey, I can always tell when something’s bothering you!!!” “Well,” Wendy said with a deep sigh, “I-I’m so embarrassed I don’t know where to begin!!!” A look of real concern flashed over Kate’s face before replying, “Are you sure that you’re okay, I mean you’re not sick or anything are you!?!” “Oh no,” Wendy replied quickly, “I feel just fine, it’s just that, well um, I’m not quite sure how to explain it…………….” After reaching over caressing her daughter’s hand, Kate asked softly, “Is there a problem between you and Tom?!?” While gripping her mother’s hand tightly, Wendy broke down into tears and exclaimed, “I’m sorry, mom, I just can’t control myself anymore!!!” With her daughter on the verge of hysterics, Kate took her into her arms, lightly stroked her long blonde hair and then whispered into her ear, “Come on now, it can’t be that bad, tell mom all about it, I promise you I’ll understand!!!”
After finally regaining her composure, Wendy dabbed at her tears and said, “I just know you’ve never had this problem, mom, and I just don’t know what to do about it!!!” “Well why don’t you start at the beginning and we’ll just go from there,” Kate replied, “you know I’m a pretty good listener!!!” “Okay,” she replied between sniffles, “it started a couple of weeks ago, you promise not to get angry, right!?!” “Of course not, dear,” Kate replied smoothly, “go on, it started a couple of weeks ago……………” “Yeah, a couple of weeks ago,” Wendy sent on, “Tommy and I went to that dance at school, you know, the one with the live band, well anyway, after the dance we drove out to the lake and started necking, ohhhhhhhhh, I’m so embarrassed!!!” “Come on now, you’re doing just fine,” Kate said softly! “Well anyway, I got so excited,” Wendy said with a slightly flushed look on her face, “and well um, Tommy got my breasts out and started sucking on my nipples!!!” At this point Kate interjected, “Did you enjoy having your nipples sucked!?!” “Oh, my yes,” Wendy hurriedly answered, “it was the best feeling I’ve ever experienced, and I couldn’t believe how it made me feel inside!!!” “So then what happened,” Kate asked softly?!? Y-you’re just not gonna believe it mom," Wendy said sadly, “but he pulled out his penis and asked me to suck it for him!!!” A smile flickered across Kate’s lips, but in somber voice she asked, “And then what did you do, dear?!?” “Ohhhhh, mom,” the young girl sobbed, “I did it for him, I sucked on his cock until he came in my mouth!!!”
Kate gave her daughter a big hug and a kiss on her cheek before whispering, “Don’t worry, honey, what you did for Tommy was one of the most natural things in the world for a woman to do, in fact once he had his pecker out of his pants, it would have been almost impossible for you to have resisted it!!!” “Really,” the relieved girl replied, “I was so sure that you were going to be mad at me!!!” “Honey,” she continued, “the male erection is something that a normal woman is drawn to like bees to honey, it’s been ingrained in us for thousands of years, so don’t feel badly when you’re only doing what is expected of you!!!” Wendy sat silent for a few moments before asking, “Do you suck daddy, I just never even thought about it…………” “Of course I do,” Kate replied quickly, “your father has a wonderful cock, very long and really thick, and by the way, does Tommy have a large cock!?!” “Well Tommy’s is the only one I’ve seen, but it seemed really big to me,” and just when Wendy was just about ready to ask her mom another question her dad popped his head into the room and asked, “So, what are you two up too, is this a private meeting or can anyone attend!?!”
Both women looked at each other and giggled before Kate explained the situation in detail!!! “Your mom’s right,” Seth Jefferson added, “I don’t want to make a big deal out of it, but it’s pretty much a fact of life that women are born with the need and desire to orally satisfy their men!!! “Daddy,” Wendy asked, “mama just asked me how big Tommy’s cock is, and while it seemed huge to me, I can’t really be sure cuz I’ve never seen another one, so could you do me a big favor and show me yours, I’d really appreciate it!?!”
Seth smiled happily at his daughter, and replied, “Of course I will, kitten, both your mother and I are very glad you’ve come to us with your concerns, aren’t we, Kate!?!” “We sure are,” she replied brightly, “now hurry up and get your pants off so Wendy can see your pecker!!!” Seconds later with his pants and shorts around his ankles, Seth stood proudly in front of his wife and daughter with his full erection pointing directly at them!!! “Well,” Kate asked in a husky voice, “is Tommy as big as your daddy!?!” “I don’t think he’s quite as thick, but he’s just about the same length,” Wendy replied thoughtfully, “but they’re both very beautiful!!!” “I-I’m glad Tommy has a big pecker,” Kate stammered while staring at her husband’s penis, “while a big cock is nice to suck, when Tommy finally fucks you, you’ll be very glad he’s well hung!!!” Wendy turned away from her dad’s pecker to face her mother and asked softly, “Are you okay mom, you sound funny!?!”
Kate Jefferson’s cheeks had taken on a splotchy redness when coupled with her uneven speech pattern could only mean one thing, that being that she was incredibly aroused and in dire need of a cock!!! It was Seth who spoke first when he offered, “Honey, your mom hasn’t sucked me yet today, and well to tell you the truth she needs a load of cum desperately, so if you don’t mind watching, I’m going to have to feed her now!?!” Wendy got up and moved out of the way and replied, “Of course not, dad, go right ahead, from the looks of her she won’t be able to go another minute without it, isn’t that right, mom!?!” “I-I’m sorry, honey,” she whispered softly, “but I’m no different from you, when I need it I just can’t seem to help myself!!!” With her eyes wide, Wendy watched with fascination as her pretty mother got down on her knees and began fellating her father in the most obscene way!!! With a pang of guilt that she probably looked the same, Wendy watched her mom slurp and lick her daddy’s pecker up and down like it was an all day sucker, while her dad, obviously used to his wife’s oral assault, just stood calmly with his hands on his hips while she urged his organ to give her what she so desperately needed, a hot sperm shooter down her hungry throat!!!
It was an unbelievable thing to see, her mother sucking her dad, and even more bizarre, her own pussy was becoming a burning cauldron of desire as she looked on!!! She was about to ask if they minded if she touched herself, but her mother shamelessly shoved her fingers inside of her slacks and began fingering her own cunt while continuing to suck her husband!!! “God I love your fucking pecker,” her mother moaned, “I just can’t get enough of it, ohhhhhhhh, give me what I want, baby, fill my mouth with your fucking cum!!!” Jesus, her mom was acting like a fucking whore, but even as she stared, Wendy’s own finger had found her little bud and was now furiously rubbing it like the wanton little slut that she was!!! Now, for the first time since she started sucking him, her father gave out a long deep moan and gasped, “I’m cumming for ya, baby, let daddy fill your mouth with his juice, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck, her it cums!!! Wendy was now reeling on the edge of her orgasm, and unbelievably, she heard herself ordering, “Suck him off, mom, blow his fucking cock for him, make him give you his load!!!” “Mmmmm, Kate moaned as the first blast of semen filled her waiting mouth, “mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm!!!” That did it, the sound of her mother taking a hot load in her mouth, and the sight of seeing her furiously frigging her hot pussy drove the teenager over the edge as her own climax erupted simultaneously with her mother’s!!!
“Wow,” Kate said weakly, “I’m a total wreck, but I really needed that!!!” “No kidding,” her dad said with a laugh, “but why should this day be any different than any other day, but we did solve one problem today, we made sure that our daughter understands her place!!!” Yah daddy..I can’t wait to suck your cock and let u fill my pussy with your cum…Come fuck me while mummy such on my nipples…….
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The Workout
“Good grief,” Sally said to herself while walking self consciously into the weight room, “I feel like everyone in the place is staring at me!!!” Gingerly she made her way over to a stationary bike, and after making the necessary adjustments to the seat and handle bars, so hopped on and began pedaling away!!! Her big breasts jiggled back and forth do to the motion of her legs, and with furtive glances she looked around to see if anyone was watching her!!! After a good ten minutes on the bike, Sally finally began to relax when it became quite apparent that none of the other women were giving her a second look, and while everyone was completely naked, no one seemed to be making a big deal out of it at all, in fact, quite the opposite was true as everyone seemed to be in their own little world whether they be pumping iron or using one of the many exercise machines that dotted the floor of the gym!!! Gradually she began to get in the swing of things and let her mind go into neutral while piling up the miles on her bike, and only when a tall blonde heavily muscled woman tapped her on the shoulder did she realized that she had company!!!
The woman was truly a wonder, at least six feet tall with huge firm boobs and a shaved pussy that was puffed up far bigger that anything Sally had ever seen in her entire life!!! Sally was sure that her mouth was hanging wide open, but the blonde merely stuck out her hand and offered, “Hi, you must be new here, I’m Gayle!!!” Sally had trouble taking her gaze off of Gayle’s incredibly inflated vagina, but she finally tore her eyes away and took Gayle’s hand and replied, “Nice to meet you, my name’s Sally!!!” They shook hands for several moments until Gayle replied, “So how do you like it so far, the gym I mean, it’s really state of the art!?!” “Uh, fine,” Sally replied, “it’s how shall I say it, different!!!” Gayle giggled a little girl’s laugh and whispered, “It’s great if you like seeing hot pussy, come ‘ere, I’ve got something to show you!!!” Sally offered no resistance when Gayle took her by the arm and led her to the far end of the gym where an incredibly muscular young woman was lying on her back do bench presses with her legs spread wide apart!!!
“How much weight is that,” Sally asked incredulously as every muscle in the young woman’s body strained under the stress of each lift!?! “Mmmmm, about two fifty, I’d guess,” Gayle replied, “but it’s what she’s wearing over her pussy that interests me!!!” Sally hadn’t even noticed it at first, but the woman seemed to be wearing some sort of leather harness that went around her waist and down between her legs partially covering her vagina. After staring at it for a moment or two it suddenly hit her and she gasped, “I-is that a strap on, I mean a reverse strap on, I mean…….” Gayle nodded her head and whispered, “That is exactly right, a reverse strap on, she has an eight inch dildo jammed inside of her pussy being held in place by the straps so when she works out it won’t work itself free!!!” Sally’s eyes were truly as big as saucers as she watched the young woman grimace with each lift, and then much to her shock and surprise, she could actually see the woman’s pussy begin to convulse as a huge orgasm pulsated through her groin while she continued to lift!!!
Sweat had by now broken out on Sally’s face as she watched the woman’s whole body shaking gently as a brutal cum wracked her entire body!!! As the last vestiges of her climax ebbed away, Gayle positioned her pussy over the woman’s mouth and had her suck her to a mind bending climax of her own!!! Sally’s own pussy was now drooling like a leaky faucet, and after the two women had regained their composure, they positioned Sally on the weight bench, and much to her consternation, fitted her with the same type of strap on that the other woman had been wearing!!! “N-no, please,” Sally begged weakly, “I shouldn’t be doing this……….” Her mewlings of course were ignored by the two muscle bound women, and once the eight inches of latex was rammed deep inside of her pussy, a barbell with fifty pounds of weight was positioned on her chest while Gayle ordered, “Okay now, hon, let’s see you have a nice hard one by the tenth press!!!
Sally wasn’t used to pumping iron, and even fifty pounds felt like a ton, but gamely she began hoisting the bar up and down, and with each press an incredible amount of tension was placed directly into her now burning cunt!!! “How does that feel,” Brenda asked softly, “isn’t it just like heaven!?!” Sally’s entire body was becoming a collection of jangled nerves as her arms began to burn from the intensity of lifting while her pussy was now ratcheting closer and closer to an orgasm that was truly going to be monumental!!! As each succeeding lift became more labored, the pressure on her clit and pussy increased tenfold, until as she struggled to heft the bar up for the tenth time, her pussy exploded with a climax that was so close to devastating that she nearly passed out from the experience as her pussy spasmed wildly around the thick rubber invader!!! If Brenda and Gayle hadn’t been there to catch it, the fifty pound bar would have certainly crashed down on her chest injuring her badly, but as it was they lifted it safely out of the way while Sally’s pussy lurched from one incredible cum to another until she was totally spent and panting like a dog on a hundred degree day!!!
“My god,” she said softly while cupping her big tits and gently twisting her nipples, “t-that was incredible, I’ve never cum so hard, I feel so fucking reamed out!!!” Gayle just giggled again and offered, “You think that was good, wait until you try it on a treadmill, now that will really give you a buzz!!!” Sally just closed her eyes as a small smile crept over her face commented, “Well, I guess I won’t have to worry about my money back guarantee will I!?!” Brenda just laughed and replied, “You got that right, hon,” while taking one of Sally’s big nipples into her mouth and sucking on it gently, “you got that right!!!”
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Yo Bro, Castrol…This is for your reading pleasure
Like Mother, Like Daughter
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thank you bro!
Stranger On The Train
Missy Edwards stared out the window and marveled at the Nevada scenery! “Unbelievable,” she mumbled to herself, as the landscape of rock, desert, and mountains flew by while she relaxed in comfort on the Amtrak super liner. “It is beautiful, isn’t it,” commented her seat mate, a young man who appeared to be college age? “”It’s fantastic,” Missy replied, “the mixture of colors and landscape, well, it’s just incredible!!!” “I think so too,” he responded, while extending his hand and introducing himself, “my name’s Doug, Doug Granger!” “Taking his hand and looking him in the eye, Missy replied, “Nice to meet you Doug, I’m Missy Edwards.” They continued to watch the scenery fly by, occasionally commenting on something that caught their fantasy, but mostly just riding along in silence. As the sun began to set, Doug checked his watch and opined, “It’s about dinner time, care to join me in the dining car, Missy?” Missy gave him another quick once over, and replied, “Why not, let’s go!”
The two dinner partners spent the next hour and a half telling each other about their lives and in general enjoying each others company. Missy found out that Doug was junior at a university in the Bay area, and that he was on his way home for summer vacation in Ohio. Missy on the other hand, regaled Doug with stories about her own children, one of which she had just visited in Sacramento. So here she was, a middle aged woman with grown children, having a wonderful dinner with a man less than half her age!!! To make matters even more interesting, Doug had a habit of touching Missy’s hand when he was making a point in conversation!!! Even though she would never admit it, she couldn’t help but feel electricity sparking through her body at his mere touch!!! Receiving the undivided attention of a handsome twenty year old was an unbelievable ego booster for a fifty something married woman, and much to her chagrin, she began to flirt shamelessly with her young seat mate! After a final glass of wine, the two of them returned to their seats and settled down for the evening. Doug put on a pair of headphones, reclined his seat, and proceeded to doze off. Missy, still high from the wine and company of the young man, tried to sleep, but instead just stared out into the blackness of the night. A slight shiver went through her, and she signaled the porter that she would like a blanket, and immediately covered up and slipped off to sleep.
The motion of the train kept her from falling into a deep slumber, and periodically she would be roused to consciousness by the gentle swaying of the rail car. During one of these moments, and still slightly woozy, she was sure she felt a hand on the inside of her thigh!!! Struggling to open her eyes, she was engulfed by the darkness of the night, and was not sure exactly what was happening!!! As her senses sharpened, however, she realized that she was right, Doug had slid his hand under her blanket and was caressing the inside of her leg!!! She started to say something, but Doug put a finger over her lips and whispered in her ear, “You are incredibly sexy, I just had to feel your body, do you mind?!?” Her head was spinning, but the insistent fingers moving up her thigh were causing her vagina to drool in sexual anticipation! “I’m old enough to be your mother,” she whispered into his ear!!! “No mother ever was as sexy as you are, “ he replied quickly, as his hand reached the front of her panties and he could feel her wetness! “Oh, my,” he continued, “and no mother could ever be as wet as you!!!” “Y-y-you’re crazy,” she whispered hoarsely, “what if someone sees us?!?” “It’s after midnight,” he responded, “everyone else is asleep, and anyway, it’s almost pitch dark in here!!!” “Lean against my shoulder,” he ordered, “and let me do you, okay!?!” She didn’t answer, but when her head hit his shoulder, he knew he had her!!! Now with complete boldness, Doug slipped his fingers in side her panty crotch and began gently fingering the older lady’s cunt! “Are you always this wet,” he asked softly, “I’ve heard that older woman are much more easily aroused than the younger ones, and I must say I agree with that!!!” Missy turned her face towards Doug’s, their lips met, and while Doug’s finger penetrated Missy’s well oiled pussy, their tongues intertwined in a deep French kiss!!! They pulled away and Missy whispered into his ear, “I feel so slutty, it’s unbelievable!!!” “You’re not slutty,” he whispered back to her, “just your pussy!!!” Hearing him talk about her vagina like that was incredibly exciting, as her own husband was very staid and straight laced and never used such vulgar language! Now, taking a cue from him, she asked, “Is your cock hard!?!” “Feel for yourself,” he shot back!!! Through the darkness, Missy’s hand wound its way down his belly until it encountered a thick hardness hidden in his pants! “My, god,” she hissed softly, “you are hard as a rock!!!” “Blue steel, baby,” he replied, “you want it?!?” “We can’t,” she whispered harshly, “what if someone sees us?!?” Doug, ignoring her question, and using his free hand, undid his belt and zipper, and with a little effort pulled his meat into the cool night air. “Touch it, bitch,” he ordered, and with a shaky hand she encircled his member, gripping it tightly, and moaning softly at its thickness!!!
“Ever had one that big, baby,” he asked!?! “No, never,” she stammered, “it’s huge, and so hard!!!” “Do you still feel slutty,” he asked!?! “Oh, god,” she moaned softly, “so slutty, oh so slutty!!!” “Do you know what sluts do,” he pressed on!?! “What,” she replied in a thick voice!?! “They suck, bitch,” he retorted quickly, “do you understand me?!?” “Yes,” she answered softly, I understand,” and with that, she dropped her head into his lap and took his thick penis into her warm mouth!!! Doug, feeling the reverberation of a moan on the end of his dick, bored his fingers hard into Missy’s sloppy wet pussy! “Okay,” he said softly, “let’s do it, now!!!” Missy knew exactly what Doug had in mind, and with the abandonment of a two dollar whore, she licked a swallowed his incredible hardon until it was erupting in her throat! When the first splash of cum connected with her mouth, her pussy wrenched hard around Doug’s probing fingers, and her own orgasm ripped through her crotch like the train they were riding in!!!
Not wanting to let go of Doug’s pecker, Missy kept her head in his lap for another ten minutes or so, just savoring the taste and texture of the young stud’s prick!!! Finally, Doug pulled her up and again kissed her hard on the mouth. “We’ve got one more night to go,” he said, “are you glad!?!” Missy found his hard cock with her hand, squeezed it, and replied, “Is that answer enough for you?!?”-
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The Neighbor
There was this girl next door to my house, whom I had not seen in a few years. My last memory of her was when she left for college, and that memory is still very vague. But little did I know that when she came back, she would be the most amazing woman I had ever had.
It was a late night, and I was coming home from a friend’s house. My parents weren’t home (out on vacation), and I forgot to get the house key. Knowing that my neighbors had an extra key to my house, I went over there to get it. Walking up the pathway, I could see the silhouette of the girl behind the shades in her room. She seemed to have nothing but a towel on, but I couldn’t tell for sure. I continued walking, wondering if she was alone.
I reached the front door and rang the bell. A few seconds later, she came to answer it. She was looking beautiful. As I had guessed, she had only a towel on, fresh out of the shower. Her hair was barely dry and the towel went down only to her thighs.
“Hey!” she said. “What do you need?”
I said “I forgot to get my house key before I went out, and now I’m locked out of my own house. Can I get your copy of the key so I can get in?”
“Oh, ya, sure… hang on, lemme get it. Come in, please!” she said in return.
I stepped into her house, and waited patiently in the living room.
“Have a seat!” she said from the kitchen. I sat down, thinking about hwo wonderful she looked.
A few seconds later, she came with the key.
“Thanks,” I said, “I’ll be going now…”
“No, wait, stay sitting… gee, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you. You’ve grown a bit…” she said, with a strange look in her eyes.
“Ya, it’s was before you went to college, I think…” I said.
“Say, you want a drink or something’?”
“Sure, what do you have?” I asked back.
“Anything you want…” She had an even stranger look in her eyes now, like she wanted something from me. She went to the kitchen again and got some water for the both of us. “Hey, let’s go to the basement.” Rather unreluctantly, I followed.
Once in the basement, she sat down on the couch. “Lock the door behind you..” she said. She still only had a towel on, the there was still something in her eyes that needed fixing. I sat down next to her, taking a sip of the water. She took a sip from hers, and very clumsily spilled some on her chest.
“Woops!” she said quickly. She undid the towel at the top, just above her breasts and watched the water trickle down her stomach and to her crotch. I stared at her tits the whole time, exposed to my eyes. “What, see something you like?” she asked. I just looked back at her. She continued… “Let’s try something…” She proceeded to remove the entire towel, and despite the low light, I got a view of her entire body, chest to crotch to legs, and back up again.
She leaned towards me and looked down at the bulge in my pants. “Hey, can I see it?” Without hesitation, I sat back as she unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down to my ankles. She knelt in front of me, while I sat and let her continue undressing me. She pulled my dick from the hole in my boxers and looked at it.
“Hey, not bad… actually it’s quite impressive…”
Aroused simply by the fact that she was naked, I couldn’t believe what was happening. She grabbed my dick at it base, pulled out my balls and lightly tickled them with her long fingernails. She kissed the head of my cock and pretty soon was bobbing up and down on it, taking all 8 inches of it into her mouth. She had very good technique; she used her tongue quite well and never scraped me with her teeth. Every time she came up again, her lips would kiss my head, sending me into pleasure. It didn’t take much for me to get to my climax, but she had good instinct… she stopped right before I came. This kept me alive and still ready. She pulled her head up and looked me in my eyes, followed by a long, passionate kiss on the lips. I pushed her down on the floor. She giggled and did so without a struggle.
With her on bottom, I continued kissing her behind her neck, ears and on her breasts. She seemed to get very hot every time I graced her nipples. Her tits were the perfect size: Not too big to get in the way, but also a nice, hefty handful. I cupped one breast and worked on the other with my tongue and teeth. My hand naturally went to her crotch, nicely shaven and free of any hair. I could barely feel a stubble!!!
I kept on kissing her all over, my cock now raging and ready to blow. She grinded her hips and her crotch against my dick, turning me on more every second. I left her tits, dragging my tongue down her belly and to her pubic area. She was wet and ready to go. She was moaning in pleasure, and to carry the pleasure further, I lightly kissed the outer lips of her pussy. She moaned again, this time louder, but I didn’t stop. I went from soft kissing to faster motions, now involving my tongue. I quickly jutted it in and down, gracing her clit as much as possible. She was wetter than ever now. I inserted finger after finger into her hole and found her G-Spot. I rubbed it continuously until she was about to come.
When I knew that she was going to climax, I pulled out my fingers and “made out” with her pussy until she came. She didn’t ejaculate too much, but it was still quite explosive. She rocked her hips and shivered all over, screaming now (not moaning) in pleasure of her gigantic orgasm. She was still wet, and when she was done, I finished her off with a last lick. She sat panting on the floor, still wanting more. My dick was free, and she stared at.
For the first time in minutes, she spoke: “I want you to fuck me hard. I want your cock in my hole, all of it!!!”
She jumped up and let her lips touch mine. We fell back onto the couch, her on top. She grabbed my dick and pumped it a few times, making sure it was as big as possible. Though she had an orgasm only minutes before, she was ready again. She let me sit normally while she climbed up on the couch, her knees level with my thighs, straddling my body. With a firm grip on my cock, she lowered herself onto me, letting my cock go into her pussy. It slid in without a problem, as she was wet as hell and was still not done with me. She took it slow, letting her vaginal walls enclose around every part of my dick. Once all the way down, her pussy tightened but still was slick enough for us to fuck. It felt so good, her pussy around my cock. I was ready to explode any second. She paused for a moment, looked at me, kissed me, and then started to buck. She went slow at first, but then increased her pace, going up and down smoothly allowing my dick to go in and out with ease. She continued bucking and riding me. I was beginning to feel my climax come on, and she knew it as well. She rode me harder and harder, her pussy still eating me up. Her juices trickled from her hole and covered my cock, making it better yet. They trickled down her leg and onto my balls, increasing the pleasure for the both of us.
My dick pulsated and eventually reached maximum size right before I came. I told her that I was about to come, but she rode on, almost at her own climax. She let me explode inside her, covering her inner walls with my cum. A second later, I drive her over the edge with a last buck that had my dick grace her G-Spot. She came all over my dick, this time with more juices and more pleasure.
She pulled off of me, panting like she had just ran the mile in a minute.
“That was the best sex I’ve ever had…”
“Me too,” I replied.
We played around a bit more after that, but the night was over for us. But I still go back there every once in a while for some head, a little pussy, and the occasional good fuck.
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A Stepfather’s Revenge
- Part 1
Ned’s two unruly teenaged stepdaughters disliked him to his bones. The girls resented the fact that their mother had dumped their father and picked up Ned—a man six years her junior. And they made it their business to constantly remind him of their feelings towards him.
They did not accept him as a father figure in their lives and they made sure that he never forgets that fact. In every situation they showed him utter disdain and contempt.
What made things worse, was the fact that their mother gave them a lot of slack and let them off the hook whenever they did wrong. The two little pests were like thorns in his side, and he could hardly wait for that time when they would reach the age and gone away to college.
Sometimes the two tormentors ganged up on him and did little acts of nastiness just to spite him such as messing with his handyman toolset and leaving it in total disarray, knowing that that would drive him nuts.
At other times, just to demonstrate their contempt for him, they would purposely ignore him as they walked past him on their way in or out of the house, never acknowledging his presence one way or the other whether in word or glance.
It really irked him when they did that. He couldn’t stand the ill-mannered urchins. He’d seen many like them at the high school where he worked seasonally as a maintenance man. They seem to think that they were better than he. He wished that he could get back at them somehow. Eventually he did, and in a very sweet way.
That time of the year finally came when Ned was laid off from his job for a few months and had extra time on his hands to do things at home and around the neighborhood.
Seeing that he was home doing nothing, both his wife and the girls took advantage of the chance to leave almost all of the domestic house work for him to do: all the cleaning, the laundry, and most of the cooking.
His status as husband and surrogate father was further eroded by this demeaning job in his own home. He felt more like a domestic immigrant worker who came from a third world country for the expressed purpose of working in American homes.
One day he was so fed up with the whole idea of being a domestic helper that he made a snap decision: he refused to pick up all the worn bras and panties that the two little pigs had left lying around the house and in the bathroom from the previous day.
The decision had cost him. Later that day, when the girls came home from school and his wife from work, he’d had hell to pay.
That night, in the master bedroom that he shared with his wife, she scolded him as if he was just one of her little kids and not her husband and man-of-the-house. She chastised him while playing on his guilt complex.
She berated him loudly without regards as to who might be listening in on her quarrel. In fact his wife seemed to gloat in his belittlement!
His esteem couldn’t go any lower. Wasn’t a man supposed be ‘the king of his castle’?
“What the [expletives] you’ve been doing here all day anyway!” she screamed. “I’m out all day working to put food on the table. The kids have to go to school. And here you are, just sitting around frigging your self all day. Look at the freaking place. Couldn’t you clean up some?”
She went on and on about how she had to be supporting him while he was out of work, and the least he could do was to help her by doing a little bit of house work. Was that so hard for him to do?
Intense humiliation boiled up within Ned, but he didn’t bother to answer his tyrant of a wife, for she wouldn’t have liked what he would have told her, and that might have caused a bigger fight.
A real fight with his wife was the last thing he wanted. Men got locked up overnight in police precinct houses for that. They called it domestic abuse—even though it wouldn’t’ have been his fault. So he endured the tirade until she gradually cooled down.
Beside, he wasn’t quite sure if she wasn’t right. She has always been right in everything else, that’s one reason why he’d married her. Regardless of all her faults she always knew what was the right thing to do in every situation.
The next day Ned decided to be a good boy and straightened up the place properly before he went out to look for odd jobs around town. He decided to start with the bathroom.
He knew he was acting the wimpiest, a real man would refuse to lift another finger, but his wife was calling the shots right now—with him not working and all.
He picked up one of the girls’ ever-present worn panty that was draped over the side of the bathroom’s washbasin. Ned wondered why in heaven’s name she couldn’t just put her soiled clothes into the dirty laundry basket instead of throwing the damn stuff all over the place.
The Panty seemed like a very small size, so he knew that it had to be a very tight fit as none of the girls were that slim—the older one was even a little chubby.
It displayed a size six on a tag sown to the inside of the elastic waistband. A larger size lay on the floor beneath it. Other pairs were lying over the side of the bathtub and the pipes.
The underwear was rolled up like a sausage as if hastily peeled down her legs. He idly put the thing to his nostril and sniffed just to see how worn it was. No scent. Almost. The faint smell of fabric softener mixed with genitalia could hardly be detected.
This girl was sloppy but clean—at least clean where it counts!
After Ned had finished tidying up the bathroom he proceeded to the young women’s shared bedroom. It was a repeat performance there, only on a larger scale: more bras and panties strewn all over the bed and floor.
Indignantly he reflected that these were really some nasty little bitches. Only, they weren’t so little anymore and they should have known better. He completed the task there and moved to the master bedroom that he shared with his wife.
The only clothes lying about in there belonged to his wife . . .. Like mother, like daughters. His was neatly packed away.
Ned didn’t realize, till later, after he had finished cleaning the living room, and sat down on the sofa in front of the TV, to take a five, that he was experiencing a raging hard-on.
What the hell . . .!
Whoa there boy where’d that come from? As far as he knew he wasn’t thinking about pussy, so how come . . .
It seemed that all the panty sniffing, and the smell of fresh, young cunt had wreaked havoc on his poor male member, without his even being aware of what was happening. Immediately he felt embarrassed and slightly ashamed within himself.
He had never felt any sexual attraction towards his step kids before as far as he knew—at least, not consciously. He had been too busy paying attention to their incessant animosity towards him.
But now he found himself thinking of them in a different manner; seeing them from a totally new angle. As a matter of fact they did carry sexy frames. Both of them had lost much of the lankiness of teenage, and they now possessed the rounded curves of more mature females.
The big one, slightly chubby, and tallish was going to be a giant of a female when she became fully matured. He bet she was packing an equally chubby crotch; and the little one, the one with the really smooth looking skin, who knows what her naked body might look like . . . a little goddess from Venus maybe.
On few rare occasions he had had glimpses of them going from bathroom to bedroom after showering, but not long enough to really see anything, and he was never particularly interested—preoccupied as he was with their negative social interaction with him.
But now he became possessed with an intense desire to see them naked or in the bras and panties that he had just finished putting away. Ned really wanted to know what they looked like under their clothes. He needed to know. He was aching to know.
And then the thought dawned on him that there was only one way to find out. He had to find a way to view them more closely as they went to and fro from the bathroom.
He put off his odd-job-hunting trip for the day and stayed home to hatch a plan. He waited for the younger girl, whom he knew would be first to arrive home from school. He knew that upon her arrival she usually undresses, wrapped herself in a large beach towel, and then went straight to take a shower in the bathroom—which was near to his bedroom— after she raided the refrigerator for some light snack.
He came up with a plan to stage an accidental collision with her after she finished taking her bath and then went from the bathroom to her room to get dressed.
Later in his bedroom, getting ready to execute his plan, he listened intently to the sounds coming from the bathroom, waiting for his stepdaughter to finish her business there. He waited for a good half of an hour. His patience was rewarded when he heard the shower spray turned off and she got ready to go to her room. ….to be continued
A Stepfather’s Revenge
- Part 2
As she left the bathroom, Ned came out of his room suddenly and “accidentally” bumped into her. In her panic, the bath towel that was wrapped around her wet body slithered to the floor. She let out quite a squeal and ran to her room down the hall. Ned’s eyes ogled her. He then lamely apologized, and not too quickly, retreated back into his room while his brain registered a flurry of jiggling tits, black pubic hairs, and quivering butt.
He had seen enough to leave his own rod quivering with lust. He lay down on his bed and reflected on the vision that he had just witnessed. It was riveted in his brain forever. His earlier assumption was correct: the little vixen was packing quite a body. This was no mere child.
He knew then that he had to see more. He must see more. By whatever means necessary. By whatever it takes. But he knew that he couldn’t employ the same ruse again. There had to be a better way.
He came to the conclusion that he had no option but to construct some kind of mechanism by which he could see while at the same time not being seen. He thought of the little binocular-type spyglass that he had often seen advertised in some novelty stores. But even if he acquired one, where could he put it so it wouldn’t be detected?
The closet! His bedroom closet was directly adjoining to the bathroom. It was perfect! It would be a perfect place to install one of those nice little spying apparatus.
He forthwith proceeded to inspect the closet with his professional Mr. Fix-it eyes, but he immediately detected flaws that would prevent such an installation.
All the spyglasses that he had seen—even the miniature ones—would be too bulky to install inside the closet that he shared with his wife. She might discover the contraption one day (what a hell that would be)! Then there was the further problem of how would he get it to actually see into the bathroom.
Finally, after long, careful thought, he decided against rigging up any kind of mechanical object into his bedroom closet. But his handyman’s instinct wouldn’t give up. He felt in his gut that there must be a simpler, easier way to accomplish this task
As he lay down on the bed, on his back, looking up at the ceiling, his stiff manhood aching at the thought of the girl’s naked body, other thoughts came slowly.
He was never a fast thinker and he knew it. What was obvious to other people took him ages to figure out, but once he got it, the knowledge would stay riveted in his brain forever.
He could feel the sense of an idea forming, seeping into him brain, the way he always get his best ideas on how to fix problems. It was like a flower floating on a gentle summer breeze. He could see it gradually taking form, until it was clear before his mind’s eyes. It produced the same elated feeling like when one of his most difficult drains had just been de-clogged.
The idea was about an exquisite little peephole; actually a high tech peephole; one that only he could build. It would be a cute little peephole that possesses its own little invisible personality. It would be so ingeniously built that it would be totally invisible to a non-technical eye such as his wife. It would be his own little friend, right there in his closet, in his bedroom.
Still, he didn’t go about building it right away. There were nagging feelings of fear and guilt to deal with. He had never done anything like this before and after all, if successful, this project would constitute a massive invasion of privacy. Some folks might even judge it as criminal—and he vehemently abhorred being classified as a criminal.
A still small voice was saying, “ be careful Ned!”
Everyday for a whole week he thought about the prospect of the peephole. During that time he’d had more small, discrete glimpses of the two lusty young lionesses in various stages of half-dress. Oh how he’d love to fell one or both of them, but of course he knew that that would be totally impossible. He would have to settle for peeps.
He inspected the innards of his closet everyday for the best possible spot that would accommodate the tiniest of peepholes. He wanted to be absolutely certain there would be no possible chance of discovery. But he knew that he must act soon for one part of him was already opting out of the plan out of fear.
Though every time he sniffed one of the sexy, skin-fit panties and felt the corresponding ache in his groin he knew he was nearer to his peephole.
But what if he was found out! Not that the girls, or their mother would go looking for a hole in the wall, but the superintendent for the building could come around needing to fix something, and he, possessing the same “Mr. Fix-it eyes” like Ned’s would definitely spot it.
If it were determined that he had actually constructed a hole in the wall to spy on his stepdaughters who knows what the consequences would be? He would probably end up in jail in disgrace, and the little bitches would be so happy to get rid of him for good.
But that was the chance he had to take. He guessed there would always be that element of danger in illegal activities. That was the extra fillip of engaging in such activities. If what you were after was easily attainable or offered up free of charge, with no risk involved, it would not be so valuable and you might not even have a desire to attain it.
Two long weeks later and after numerous worrisome thoughts Ned finally had his peephole up and running and ready for action. It had taken him most of half of a day to get it right. He worked with precision tools. The hole was so microscopically small it looked like a mere dot on the wall of his closet.
He tested it several time by bending down inside the closet and spying through to the other side and then going around to determine what he had actually seen. Everything was perfect. He could see into most of the main area where family members came out to dry off after showering. He would be presented with a great show.
He remembered going to a big city once and paying two dollars to view a peepshow in a red-light district. Now his own homemade peephole would afford him a more superb show and totally for free.
As evening neared, his anticipation grew, and his organ got consistently harder at the thought of the arrival of the first girl. The thought of what he was going to see was overpowering his mind and his cock.
Eventually, with all perfect—every tee crossed and every eye dotted—he settled back in his room to wait, like a lion on the Serengeti waiting for his Zebra by the water hole.
Ned’s heart was racing when he heard the front door opening, then slamming shut. He knew that it was one of the girls for his wife came home much later in the evenings.
He cocked his ears, and listened intently, tracking her movements as she rummaged in the other rooms and in the refrigerator. He could picture her throwing down her book bag, removing all her clothing and wrapping in a towel to prepare for bath.
When he heard the bathroom door slammed shut he knew that his time had finally arrived. This was the moment of moments! How many weeks had he waited? All that time relying on the sweet memory of the first collision encounter and the brief glimpses afterward. Now he would be presented with the real thing.
He jumped off the bed and stealthily moved to the closet—its sliding door already ajar in preparation for the erotic adventure.
He entered the half filled enclosure—for he had removed most of it’s contents to better able to accommodate his medium built frame—and squatted so his eye-level was on par with his precious little spy-through. He cautiously moved his head forward and lightly pressed his face against the wall. He felt his eye lasses touched the sheetrock partition as he peered through the hole.
He couldn’t make out anything at first and thought that he was too near to the hole. So he drew back a little to adjust his vision. Then he realized that he wasn’t looking at a whole body on the other side, but at a portion of one of the girl’s leg.
It was she who had been standing too close to his hole, that’s why he couldn’t see anything. He put back his eye to the hole and silently willed her to move further away so that he could view her better.
Just then, as if my magic, she stepped to the other side of the room and stretched to get something that was on top of the mirrored medicine cabinet, maybe a bottle of bubble bath liquid or something of the sort.
Oh my god . . .! Ned almost groaned out aloud.
He was presented with a view of the cutest piece of ass that he had ever seen in all his life. For just as the little slut reached up to get to whatever it is that she was getting at, he was rewarded with an uninterrupted view of everything that existed between her smooth creamy legs. There was the pussy in all its glory!
The suddenness of this erotic revelation caused Ned to abruptly and unexpected lose control; this was just too much for him to bear. He wasn’t touching his cock and yet it was bucking and blowing a huge load—all by itself. …….. to be continued
A Stepfather’s Revenge
- Part 3
He bit his lips in spasms of ecstasy and would have hollered out aloud were not for the situation at hand. He had no options but to retreat hastily to the comfort of the double bed a few feet away where he could freely take huge gulps of needed oxygen to calm him.
He had sufficiently recovered by the time the girl had finished showering. As soon as he heard the shower pipes stopped spraying water he knew that it was time to take up his spying position again for he knew that she would soon be stepping out of the bathtub onto the drying area and present him with another cheek show. He didn’t want to miss a minute of it.
This time he received an encore performance and more. Now wet and completely nude, she was standing straight and facing Ned’s hole. The little bitch was inspecting a minute mole on one side of her right breast. Her titties were young and firm, the brown areoles standing out. He wished that he could suck on those young ripe nipples.
Her belly flat, pubic mound neatly covered with faddishly trimmed dark hair, it was not bushy like her mom’s, hips and thighs sensuously curvy, tapering off into strong athletic legs and feet.
Ned felt the impact of her beauty exploding through him violently until he quivered in every muscle of his body and he felt himself growing rigid again against the linen of his trouser front.
This time he was prepared and able to hold himself. He reminded himself that there would be enough booty to conquer later when the mother came home. The show ended eventually and he rested up while he waited for the other girl to come home from school.
The older girl was the perfect replica of her mother except much younger. Ned knew then, what his wife looked like eons ago. Every part of the girl was bigger than her sister’s; she had bigger and firmer tits with more protruding nipples that jiggled deliciously like a huge bunch of grapes every time she moved. She had a bushy sex front; furry almost as much as her mother’s and she had more matured, rounded thighs than the little sister’s.
Ned was assessing her thus, when the plump wench suddenly turned her back to him, hoisted one of her feet up to rest it on the closed toilet bowl and started to do something with her front, maybe combing the bush, or inspecting her cunt or something . . ..
He couldn’t see what was happening, but by her turning, she presented him with a stunning back-way pussy and butt-hole view. Ned peered all the way up into the crack of her shit-hole, which he knew was clean.
He could see part of the pussy-tongue peeking out from between silky looking, glistening wet crotch hairs. The center of sugar land was a slightly pinkish colored slit. As the girl shifted and swayed while she concentrated on her pussy-grooming task, her puckered ass-hole squinted and winked directly at Ned peeking at it through his little hole in the wall.
By now his cock was over-powered, and was firing hard into a rag held tightly in one of his hand.
Incredibly, all his clandestine closet activity caused Ned’s libido to rocket though the roof, and he was banging his wife now almost every chance he could get. She was happy for all the personal attention and put it down to his being home and not working and thus needing to expend all that excess energy.
Sometimes while doing her he would imagine that he was actually whacking one of the girls with his man tool. Now he even wanted anal sex, to which she reluctantly agreed, and while sodomizing her Ned often thought of the one of the daughter’s pretty little asshole that he had discretely spied earlier through the peephole.
He found that if he made the bedroom completely dark so he couldn’t actually see the face and body of the older woman, he could realistically feel like he was fucking one of the daughters.
The same applies if he was reaming the asshole with his tongue or sucking the cunt. He would be eating out the big daughter’s bushy crotch or tonguing out the little one’s cute little ass-hole.
Now the apartment was fun to live in. He couldn’t care less if no one spoke to him or regarded him as some licking puppy. He was getting his just revenge. If only the fuckers could ever knew.
He felt like a man in control of three juicy pussies. Who wants to be king of any damn castle? He was king of this Harem. Now he hoped the bitches wouldn’t go away to college anytime soon. Ned was having the greatest time of his life!
END
Tent Sharing
- Part 1
Mark and I go camping every year. This last summer we went on about a 15 mile hike. Its not enough to be completely away from the world, but its enough that we don’t usually see many other hikers. At the trail head, we met two good looking girls who were also there for the 4 day weekend. Usually the only girls who you see hiking that far are really granola, but these two had been best friends for years and always did car camping and wanted to try an actual hike. I could hardly pry Mark away from them. He and Christie seemed to really hit it off. Melanie was just as good looking, but far quieter. We told them where we would make our camp and made tentative plans to maybe have dinner. We headed up the trail and for the first 2 miles, it was all Mark could talk about.
We made good time and were setting up our tent by 5 pm. Mark had kept his eyes open for the two college girls, but it wasn’t until just before dark that they walked past our camp. Mark said hi, but they seemed too exhausted to want to stop. They were still setting up their tent when we went to sleep. That night, a little rain storm blew through the mountains. I had just bought a new 4 man tent and it was great. The next morning, everything was as dry as a bone and we got up and started to make breakfast. Mark decided he was going to go and say good morning to his new friends. I just laughed and set up a little cook fire to warm up. It wasn’t long until the three of them showed up to sit by the fire. Both girls were wet and hovered close to the fire. Melanie sat next to me, but was focused on the warmth of the fire. I almost asked how they slept, but the miserable looks on their faces showed everything. I said, “Go get your stuff and we can warm it up and dry out your sleeping bags before tonight.”
Mark and I were helping with their stuff and I saw why they were soaked. They had just a small cheap tent that is fine for backyard camping, but not much of for waterproofing. When we got back to our camp, we set their things out in the sun. Christie asked if she could change into some dry clothes in our tent. When I said yes, Melanie decided it was a good idea and the both of them went into my tent. A few minutes later, both girls had clean dry clothes on and laid their wet clothes out to dry also. Christie said, “You have a nice tent.” Before I could say anything, Mark said, There’s probably room for all 4 of us in there. It’s supposed to maybe rain again tonight.
Christie smiled and said, “You sure you don’t mind?” Giving Mark a dirty look, I said, sure. The rest of the evening moved on quite nicely and soon we were loading their sleeping bags into the tent. Being warmed from the campfire, we all went to bed warm and dry. The moon was out and fortunately there looked like there would be no rain. Sleep came quickly and I was tired.
I was sleeping contentedly when something woke me up. I opened my eyes and turned my head. Someone was moving in the tent. The light of the moon barely penetrated my tent, but I could see Mark on his knees and Christie’s legs up on his shoulders. I didn’t make a sound. They were fucking in my tent. She was silent but her breath said everything. Soon she was breathing faster and faster and suddenly she was holding her breath and squirming as Mark silently fucked her. Sucking in her breath she finally resumed breathing. Then, as if nothing had happened, they both slipped back into their sleeping bags.
The next morning, they got up as if nothing had happened. They went for walks by themselves and left me and Melanie to ourselves. We visited a little, and although she seemed shy at first, she was really quite sweet.
That night, it was raining and I was glad to have bought the tent I had. Acting like I was asleep, I watched. As soon as Melanie and I were asleep, or so they thought, Christie slipped out of her sleeping bag and into Marks. She silently rode on him and he held her breasts as she hopped up and down on his shaft. They fucked for quite a while and although I didn’t see or hear anything to signify that they had had an orgasm, she slipped off of him and back to her sleeping bag. They were both snoring quite contentedly in no time. I of course had a huge hard-on and couldn’t get to sleep. I almost started when I felt a hand start to unzip my sleeping bag. I sat up thinking Christie hadn’t had enough. A hand clamped over my face and I heard Melanie whisper, “If they can do it, I don’t see why we can’t.” I sat up and felt her body with my hands.
She had already slipped out of her clothes. I quickly slid my boxers down. She quietly moved over me and I leaned back. Her hand felt down my torso to my cock where she positioned herself. Feeling her wet pussy slide down over the head of my cock in the rainy dark was almost enough to make me explode right there. I felt her slide down all the way to my balls and then press her breasts against my chest. We found a quiet rhythm in the dark and soon Melanie was the one holding her breath as I lifted her ass and dropped her over and over on my hard cock. She clasped her hands around my neck and rode me until she couldn’t help but whimper. That did it. I pumped her up and down on my cock until her whimpering ceased in a ragged breath holding by the both of us. She collapsed against me and for just a minute, we felt each other’s every breath. Shakily, she got off of me and crawled back into her sleeping bag.
The next night when I got into my sleeping bag, I found a pair of panties and bra. I had an instant hard on. Mark and Christie had been out by themselves most of that day and went straight to sleep. After about a half hour when I was sure they were asleep, I unzipped my sleeping bag and quietly slid over to Melanie. As I started to unzip her bag, she stirred. She whispered, I didn’t think you’d gotten my message. I rubbed my cock over her ass. She responded by a quiet little Mmmmmm and then crawled up on her knees. I could barely see her in the moonlight, but what I saw was angelic. Reaching around, I cupped her sexy C cup breasts and again brushed my hard cock against her ass. Leaning forward, she kept her ass in the air. I let her breasts go reluctantly, and grabbed her hips and probed around in the dark for that pussy.
I was rewarded by her spreading her knees even farther apart as I made contact with her wetness. I moved my knees directly inside of hers and pushed forward, pushing my cock head deep up inside of her tight but well lubricated cunt. I leaned back ramrod straight as I pulled and thrust against her hips. She gripped her sleeping bag and held her ground as I started thrusting a bit harder. We were trying to be quiet, but we went from slow rhythmic deep penetration to out and out fucking. We were both silent, but urgent as our bodies demanded sexual satisfaction. She whimpered, ‘harder… Oh my god… right there… oh yes, keep fucking me’ Burying her face in her sleeping bag, the rest was incoherent as she held on for the ride of her life. Taking that as my signal, I pounded my cock into her with a vengeance until it was all I could do to keep from roaring as I exploded load after load of cum into that raised up pussy. After catching my breath, I slid out of her and watched her collapse into her bag.
I quietly zipped her bag up and crawled back into my own bag, hoping we hadn’t woken anyone else.
The next day was our last day of the hiking trip and I hated to see it end. Melanie smiled shyly and when Mark and Christie went for a quick day trip, I asked Melanie if she’d like to go on a day hike with me. Smiling, she said sure and grabbed her pack. Wearing shorts and a half tee, she was a vision of sexiness. She followed me to an old abandoned watchtower. Setting our packs aside, we started climbing the old tower. As I climbed, she said, nice view. I agreed, but when I looked down, she was staring at my ass, which made me blush. When we got to the top, you could see mountains and deep forests for miles. “This is the view I wanted you to see…”
Smiling, she had to admit that it was quite a sight. She had brought her binoculars and while she was looking across the mountains, I was looking at her body. When she put them down and saw me staring, she said, “What?”
“Oh nothing… Its just the first time I’ve been able to really admire your body in the daylight.” She blushed and said, Since it’s our last day, would you like to see more of it? I know I’d like to see your body in the daylight myself.
Kissing led to caressing and soon she was unbuttoning my shirt. “Mmmm. You have a nice chest.” Leaning forward, I pulled her half tee up over her head and expertly unhooked her bra revealing a slightly undertanned but very sexy pair of erect C cup breasts. Her nipples were very perky. Looking at them, I asked, Cold? Or horny? Smiling, she said, a little of both. I was very turned on, but a bit embarrassed as she pulled my hiking shorts and boxers down revealing my hard cock in the broad daylight. I quickly returned the favor and soon we were standing body to body completely naked and making out like there was no tomorrow, because for us, there wasn’t. I lifted her in my arms, and she wrapped her legs around my hips. I lifted her a bit higher and while one hand was around my neck, her other hand was groping and grabbing at my cock, trying to position it just right. When I felt her pussy lips, she let go and pumped her whole body down, burying my cock up inside of her. The old watchtower was solid wood and covered with potential slivers, so I just held her there and bounced her up and down. Her thighs pumped up and down and for once she didn’t hold back. ….to be continued
Tent Sharing
- Part 2
Soon she was leaning back and screaming in delight as I fucked her in front of the whole damned forest. Her breasts heaved and bounced up and down and all over as I lifted and dropped her harder and harder on my stiff rigid pole. She cried, “More…. More… Keep going… Oh my god… I’m going to cum… I’m going TO CUM!!! We burned way too much energy fucking, but when the wave started, it was a huge one. I was heaving and pumping my hands over her ass and I lost it. My knees almost buckled when her orgasm ripped through her body and she locked her legs hard around me and squealed as she lost control of herself. I blew wad after thick wad of cum into her flailing body.
Setting her down, we collapsed to the old wooden floor. Panting and catching our breath, she smiled sexily at me. “I want to do something I’ve never done before,” she said. My cock was already beginning to sag from all of the sex I’d had, but I still said, “You name it.” Looking at me she asked, “Have you ever had anal sex?” I felt my cock regaining its stiffness. “No, but I’ve always wanted to try it.” She said, “Me too and I want to do it with you, right here. We’ll always remember, because we’re sort of virgins at this… Throwing down our shirts and shorts, we made room for getting dirty. I asked, “Do you want to try it on your back or on your knees? She said, I don’t know, I’ve never done this before. How about if I hang onto the rail and just bend forward? Sort of like this. Leaning over the rail and seeing her sexy body was more than enough incentive for me. I stood up behind her and grabbed my cock, rubbing it along her ass line. I said, I’m going to get some lubrication first…
And with that I dropped down a little and probed against her pussy again. Once the head of my cock was sufficiently wet, I pulled back and once again probed against her asshole. She sucked in some air as I pressed without success against her tiny hole. Rubbing the lubrication in, I used my thumbs to gently pry her ass a little further open and pushing forward with my cock gently at the same time. She consciously had to relax and soon the head of my cock was tightly held by her asshole. She was gritting her teeth a little when I reached around and held her breast in my hand. Soon my other hand held her other breast and I started massaging them and doing little pumps forward.
I penetrated another inch or so and she said, “Maybe this isn’t such a good idea…” But as I held her breasts and continued my soft little rhythm, she slowly relaxed more and more and on occasion would pump back against me, burying my cock just a little deeper. When I only had two inches or so to go, I couldn’t help myself. I let her breasts go and grabbed her hips and with three gentle thrusts and pulling back on her hips, I was in up to my balls. “Oh god… are you all the way in?” I said Yes and she looked back at me and smiled. “It hurts and feels good at the same time… God, I can’t believe we’re doing this…” I told her to look forward at the mountains and hang on. Although I was gentle, my cock rocking back and forth in her ass was tight and a bit painful, but soon she was crooning softly and saying to keep fucking her.
I leaned forward and felt my chest against her back, while I kept thrusting forward. Her breasts swayed softly back and forth. I leaned forward and rubbed a finger inside of her pussy and instantly she was charged. “Oh my god… That feels so heavenly! Oh god… OH GOD…. Fuck me… Keep your finger… yes… right there. Oh god… the combination…. Soon she was leaning forward and pumping back harder and harder against me, with her ass flexed around my thick cock. I kept pumping with my finger and was rewarded with her ecstatic cries. Oh my god… I’m going to cum again… Please don’t stop… keep going. I fucked her ass harder than I thought she would let me, but she just kept begging for it. This time it was my turn to cum first. I started going animal on her and soon was fucking her with abandon. I held both of her heaving breasts but she started cumming anyways.
I shot off a fairly small load, but with enough force that she knew when my thick white cum was filling her ass. It was just as her own body clenched onto a mind numbing anal and vaginal orgasm.
After we got our clothes back on, we made our way down the tower and back to camp. Part of me wanted to get her address or phone number, but she said nothing, so I didn’t press it. On the hike out, Mark talked and talked about Christie, but I was just quiet. The whole way home I kicked myself for not having the guts to say something to her, but it was too late. It wasn’t until the next day, when I was almost completely unpacked that I found a small note. It was short and simple. A phone number and a signature, Love Melanie……
END