Sarah Gets Fucked by Her Younger Brother
It started out like any other Saturday both my parents where out doing their Saturday morning routines, so I was able to go downstairs to watch one of my favourite programs as my sister was still in bed. After it was finished I went up stairs to get dressed as I was only wearing a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. As I was getting changed I heard my sister getting up and I opened my door and there was my sister stretching up to the top shelf of the hot press. In doing this, her short nightshirt rode up to expose her firm ass covered by a pair of white satin panties.
Watching her ass going up and down stirred some feelings in me and I reached down and started to rub at my hardening cock, even thou I knew it was wrong I moved over and took hold of her firm ass. My sister tried to turn around but I put my arms round her waist and held her tight, she asked me what I was doing and said what I was doing was wrong I told her not to worry. I moved my hands up and started to fondle her pert breasts and her hardening nipples, this brought small moans of pleasure from Sarah as her body started to relax.
I turn my sister round and kissed her hard and I was a little surprised when she responded by sliding her tongue into my mouth, as we kissed both our hands where starting to explore each other’s bodies. One of my hands slide down between her legs and I could feel the first sign’s of dampness as her juice’s started to soak her panties. I started to rub her pussy through her panties; this had the desire affect of her grinding her pussy harder against my hand. We moved into my bedroom where I pulled her nightshirt over her head exposing her beautiful firm breasts. I pushed her down onto the bed leaning down kissing her hard again, moving down I started to squeeze her breasts and started to use my tongue to trace small circles round her nipples. My sister started to moan a little louder now as I continued to suck and nibble on her nipples, after a few minutes of this her nipples where a full half inch and rock hard.
I moved down I lifted her hips slightly so I could slide her now soaking panties off. I looked down to a lovely trimmed pussy, which was glistening with her love juices. On seeing this, my head moved down between her legs as my tongue searched out her clit, and two of my fingers slide into her soaking wet pussy. As my tongue found my sister’s clit my tongue started to flick over it and I stared to finger fuck my sister after a few minutes I slide my tongue deep into her pussy and rub her clit in small circular movements.
I could hear my sister’s moaning getting louder and her breathing was getting more ragged and I knew that she was close to having an orgasm, so my tongue started to flick in and out of her pussy and rub her pussy harder. A few seconds later Sarah’s body tensed and her back arched as she let out a scream as the her orgasm raked her body, her love juices bursting out of her pussy. The taste of my sister’s love juice and her moans of pleasure where all too much for me. I had to ram my throbbing cock deep inside my sister’s pussy.
I lifted my sister’s legs up so that they where rested against my chest, I put the head of my cock to her pussy lips and I looked down to see my sister playing with her nipples desire had taken over in both of us now. I plunged my throbbing seven inch cock into my sister’s hot wet pussy right to my balls, Sarah gave out a gasp and moan’s of pleasure. This was not going to be a slow fuck as I started to pound in and out of her pussy; Sarah moved a hand down and started to rub at her clit.
My sister’s moans of pleasure where getting louder and I knew she was close to having another orgasm, this had the affect of me driving my cock harder and faster into her pussy. My sister’s body tensed and she let out a scream as yet another orgasm coursed through her body, that was the trigger for me as I drove my cock deep into her pussy as I shoot load after load of my hot cum deep into her pussy.
I can honestly say that was the most intense orgasm I had up to date, and that was not to be the last time I would have my sister but those stories are for another time.
I’ll do anything; just give me the answers to the quiz. Tom! Please?"
I was desperate. I hadn’t studied for this damned quiz. I completely forgot it was today and history wasn’t my forte.
I had heard through the grapevine that the guy to talk to in a desperate case like mine was Thomas G. Caine, an expert in borrowing the teachers’ answer sheets, getting a copy or two and bringing it back without getting caught. So I came to him. Me…the ultimate Daddy’s girl, the perfect teacher’s pet, who just happened to be bad at history and had a moment of inattention, forgotten to note the date of the quiz and failed to get some much needed studying.
“You know there’s a price to pay for the risks I took for you.”
Can you believe he was holding the answers high in the air, like an eight year old boy bullying a kinder-garden kid? With my 5'1" and his 6'2", I didn’t stand a chance to catch the sheet.
“I know Tom. I’m ready to pay; just name your price.”
My blood froze in my veins when he gave me that smirk.
“On your knees, then… and get to work.”
I knew he wanted me to blow him. I didn’t want to do it; I didn’t know how. But I didn’t want to fail history either. So I got on my knees, frowning, not entirely sure I wanted to go through with this. I mean I could always go to my teacher and ask him for an extension or something.
He unzipped his pants. His cock was already hard. I had no idea where to begin…should I just stick the moist thing in my mouth? Should I lick, kiss, touch? He teased me with the answers to my history test, putting them on his stomach, as if I was a mule needing a carrot to walk forward.
“Umm…I think I’ll pass Tom. I changed my mind.” I said, standing up.
He took a hold of my blond hair and pushed me back on my knees. His powerful quarterback biceps easily had my slender frame back on my knees on the filthy bathroom floor.
“I got what you asked and now I want payment.”
I tried to get away but his firm grip on my hair gave me no choice but to stay put. He grabbed his cock, wrapping it with the answer sheet, and started rubbing it on my pursed lips.
The door of the boy’s bathroom flung open. Saved!
Or so I thought.
“Ms. Paige? Mr. Caine? Just what are you two doing?”
It was my history teacher! Of all the people that could have come in here!
“What’s this?”
Professor Cooper roughly took the answers from Tom’s hand. Tom quickly put his cock away. I was mortified and couldn’t do anything other than look at my teacher with deer in the headlights eyes; and that is exactly how I felt. My favorite teacher caught me on my knees in front of a guy—a position I never had been in until today—and the guy I was about to blow had the answers to a test I was supposed to take in less than an hour.
Professor Cooper let out a long sigh. I was half expecting Tom to send our teacher to hell or something, but he looked as mortified as I was. Professor Cooper then took a long inhalation; about as long as the sigh he just let out and pointed a finger at Tom.
“You…” he started.
Professor Cooper gave me a quick glance and waiving his hand dismissed Tom. I was shocked to see this big bad bully get out of the bathroom with his tail between his legs just because a teacher wanted him to. Professor Cooper was intimidating to normal students and me, but I would never have thought a tough guy like Thomas Caine would feel the same way.
My musings on why Tom seemed to obey our professor so eagerly were interrupted; Professor Cooper was standing in front of me, his crotch at my eye level. I realized I had been on my knees ever since he came in and quickly got on my feet.
“I am really disappointed in you young lady.”
I lowered my eyes in shame, unable to think of anything to say to justify my behavior. He sighed again and when he spoke, something inside me just yearned to make him proud of me again.
“I will not be lenient. You will take the test for which you obviously didn’t study, and you’ll get the grade you deserve. And you will stay for detention after class.”
I left the bathroom more or less to avoid his angry stare and studied for the 15 minutes left before the test.
Professor Cooper frowned at me from behind his thin framed glasses when I entered his classroom. I bit my lips and hurried to my seat. My heart was beating fast; I wasn’t sure if it was from fear of failure or from the way he was looking at me but I knew that whatever it was, it was exciting.
Professor Cooper handed out the test. Dates, wars, facts…I couldn’t escape with a witty remark or a quickly thought out analysis; I didn’t know the answers to most of the questions. One after the other my classmates handed in their test and left. Lluvia Diaz—tits for brains Diaz—handed in her test before me for crying out loud!
I ended up alone. Well, alone with my professor that is. His voice echoed in the empty lecture hall.
“Time’s up Ms. Paige. Not that more time would give you a better grade.”
I bit my lip and cursed my bad memory. I handed in my half completed test and walked towards the exit but Professor Cooper stopped me.
“Have you forgotten about detention Ms. Paige? Sit!”
I instantly sat in the nearest chair available. What was it about that man making me want to do anything he said? I sat silently, biting my bottom lip from time to time, watching as my teacher graded my quiz.
I admit I had a huge crush on him. His voice often echoed in my head at night when I was too horny to sleep and had to masturbate to be able to get some rest.
He put down his red ink pen and stared at me. I had this deer in the headlights feeling again and I held my breath as he scrutinized me. He made me feel naked by looking into my eyes; it was highly disturbing—and highly arousing.
I finally looked down, unable to sustain his stern stare any longer.
“Yes. You should be ashamed Ms. Paige. You’ll have to work hard to get that grade up where it should be.”
He stood and came to me, pulled my ear and dragged me to the corner of the class. I was too surprised to do anything but follow. I felt like a mischievous kid from the 50’s (or the 50’s the media had me picturing). He pulled my ear downwards, bringing me to my knees. I wasn’t wearing any stockings that day and was tired of getting my knees dirty.
“Think about what you did wrong. I want your answer when I get back.”
I was so embarrassed to be treated like a child by a man I wanted to think of me as desirable. He left me alone for a good half hour. I could leave, I thought, but I didn’t want to. Something about doing what he wanted me to do was making me happy. I knelt on the cold tile floor, alone in the lecture hall.
My knees were getting sore when he came back and stood behind me. The silence was excruciating. I could hear him breathe behind me…a slow, steady breath. I could smell his cologne. I wasn’t sure if it was cologne or just his natural aroma; whatever it was, it was sexually appealing. I was embarrassed. I was aroused.
“Well?”
His tone demanded an answer. I didn’t really know what to say so I said, “It was wrong to not study for the test. And it was wrong to ask Tom for the answers so I could have a good grade even though I didn’t study.”
Professor Cooper sighed.
“Anything else?”
He sounded so angry. I was almost afraid to speak but the way he asked if there was anything else, there must have been something else. I thought for a minute and said the first thing that came to mind.
“I think it was wrong to accept blowing him in exchange for the answers.”
I guessed that was the answer he was looking for.
“Good. Now for your punishment…”
What? Hadn’t I just been punished? My knees were very sore and I was tired.
“But I just did it!” I whined.
He put one knee on the floor beside me and pulled my hair back. He leaned over me, tightening his grip on my hair and slowly said between in his teeth, in a reprimanding and menacing tone, “That was not your punishment young lady. Don’t you dare interrupt me again.”
I was dragged to the lecturer’s chair. Professor Cooper sat on it and threw me over his knee. He held me steady by firmly putting his hand on the small of my back and lifted my skirt, exposing my behind. I wriggled and tried to slide off his lap but he was stronger than I was.
“What are you doing?”
He slid—yanked—my panties off my butt, ignored my question and gave my ass a sharp slap. I instinctively hid my behind with my hands.
“Take them away. Now!”
He wasn’t shouting and yet I feared what he might do if I didn’t take my hands away. He gave me a spanking. It didn’t hurt that much—at least not at first—but the humiliation was painful enough.
The more he spanked me the more it hurt. And for some odd reason I was enjoying it. I cringed every time he lifted his hand and squeezed my cheeks to avoid the blow; or was it to grind my pussy on his thighs?
The blows were getting painful. My eyes got watery and tears ran down my cheeks despite my best efforts to prevent it. I must have been in more pain than I thought and was starting to get delusional; I felt Professor Cooper’s cock get hard.
After another dozen of blows or so, he finally said something.
“Will you study next time?”
I was hugging his thigh. I didn’t know why, but I was getting horny. I moaned “yes” and rubbed my waist on his cock. It was definitely hard.
“Good girl.”
I thought of Lassie…but at the same time the way he said “good girl” made me melt. The gentle caress on my very sore behind was welcomed.
“I know girls your age are very curious about sex and that is probably why you agreed to blow Tom, is it not?”
I was still sobbing but his slow caresses through my hair made me feel better. I admitted I was curious about what the fuss about giving blowjobs was.
“I guess so.” Was all I could say.
“I can teach you; give you some sex education so you can spend your energy studying instead of blowing strange College boys.”
Him, teach me sex? I masturbated to that very thought so often I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I also couldn’t believe I was so bluntly humping his lap. I moaned when Professor Cooper slid a finger along my slit. He held his glistening finger in front of my mouth. Was I that wet?
“How do you feel, Jessica?”
What did he mean ‘how do I feel’?
“I don’t know…”
He helped me to my feet and leaned back in his chair, making the bulge in his slacks very apparent. I gasped and felt my nipples tingle. I started to put my panties back on but he slapped my hand and shook his head no.
“How do you feel?” he repeated.
I tried to ease the sting on my behind by rubbing it. It didn’t work.
“I don’t know… weird. Embarrassed. Humiliated. Horny.”
He laughed and told me to look down at my breasts. I didn’t need to look to know my hard nipples were poking through my white blouse. How silly of me to not put a bra on that morning. I giggled when he reached my left breast, gently massaged it and stroked the nipple. No man had ever touched me like that before.
“It tickles!”
He chuckled at my comment.
“Does it tickle here, too?” He asked, reaching between my thighs.
I gasped and nervously whispered.
“Yes! How did you know?”
He rubbed my bald pussy 2 or 3 times and stopped.
He smiled. I giggled; I was happy to see him smile.
“You have a lot to learn, dear, and you’ve been through a lot today, so I’ll make this easy on you.”
He leaned back in his chair. I was amazed by how big the bulge in his pants was. He followed my glance and chuckled.
“Take off your clothes for me, sweetie.”
I started to slowly unbutton my blouse while rolling my hips, like I saw strippers do in movies.
“Did I say ’tease me’?”
I guessed not; he was using his angry voice. I quickly whispered, “I’m sorry,” and took off my clothes. It felt awkward to get naked in front of my teacher. Then why was I getting so horny?
I shivered when the cool air of the lecturing hall embraced my naked body. Professor Cooper was visually inspecting me from head to toe, making me very uncomfortable. I stood still; the tension between my thighs getting worse.
I held my breath as he slowly unzipped his slacks and pulled out his cock. I was mesmerized by how big it was and how hard—and hairy. Professor Cooper had salt and pepper hair but his hair down there was all pepper.
“I am horny too Jessica; see how hard my cock is.”
I giggled at the word cock.
“Does it hurt?”
I couldn’t help but stare at his dick. How would a girl fit something that big in her mouth?
“A little, but in the same way your pussy is hurting right now—very bearable and quite enjoyable.”
Professor Cooper rolled his eyes when I giggled at the word pussy.
“You have to learn to call things by their proper name young lady. What I have here,” he took his cock in his hand, “is a cock. What you have there,” he reached between my legs, “is a pussy.”
He rubbed my pussy a little, sending shivers in my whole body. I moaned and spread my legs; I wanted more. He stopped touching me. I think he knew I enjoyed what he was doing to me and stopped on purpose.
“Tonight I’ll teach you how to suck a cock. You’ll need practice to be good at it.”
My pussy was so wet I could feel it leak on my inner thighs.
“If you’re a good girl and do everything I tell you, I might eat your pussy…if you’re a good little cocksucker. Now, get on your knees, between my legs.”
I knelt between his thighs where there was a very strong aroma. It wasn’t bad; on the contrary, it made me hotter than I already was.
“What is that smell?”
He laughed at my question. I wasn’t sure if he was laughing at me for not knowing or if he just thought I was making a joke.
“That, dear, is the smell of sex. Now don’t let another word out of your pretty little mouth and do as I say.”
I bit my lips and looked at him, waiting for instructions.
“What does my cock remind you of?”
He was slowly stroking it up and down. It was very big; his hand couldn’t wrap the whole thing. His cock reminded me of something too silly to mention…but he was looking at me, expecting an answer.
“An ice cream cone?”
He stopped stroking his cock and caressed my hair.
“I’ll make this easy on you tonight; do to my cock what you do to an ice cream cone.”
I giggled and got closer to his cock, opening my mouth. He put his hands on my head and stopped me.
“You don’t bite your ice cream, do you?”
“No way! I lick it and suck it and I love to make a mess with it!”
He chuckled and let go of my head.
“Good.”
His deep voice was driving me crazy; my clit was throbbing. I started by licking his long shaft slowly. It tasted salty, not as sweet as ice cream at all. But it was good—even better than ice cream. He leaned back and sighed which got me hornier than I already was. I thought I was going to cum from giving him head. It was all so new to me…the feeling of cock in my mouth, being naked in front of man—in front of him.
I got so worked up in the taste of his cock that I licked all around the shiny mushroom head…it tasted saltier. There was a slimy leak at the tip asking for a quick lap so I lapped it. There was always more salty, sticky, clear juice coming out, no matter how carefully I licked so I thought it normal and got back to licking all around the mushroom head.
Professor Cooper twisted my hair around his hand.
“Keep going, darling.”
I took the bulbous tip of his cock in my mouth and sucked. He made a weird noise, like a growl mixed with a moan; it made me so hot! I reached between my thighs and rubbed my pussy—my teacher’s cock in my mouth.
“I know you don’t do this with an ice cream cone sweetie, but try to take all of my cock in your mouth, ok?”
I looked at how big his cock was and thought, “No way am I going to be able to fit all of it in my mouth!” but tried anyway. I took the big head in my mouth. And let my lips slide on the thick shaft. My jaw hurt a little but I kept on taking his cock in my mouth. A little past halfway I thought I was going to puke so I tried to get away but he held my head there.
My spit was flowing all over his cock and I really thought I’d puke. I pushed on his thighs to get him out but he pushed his hips up and got his cock further in my mouth. I looked into his eyes and tears started to leak on my cheeks. He got his cock out of my mouth in time; I really thought I was going to puke right there.
“Take it back in your mouth sweetie. Quickly.”
His voice was weird; like he had just run a mile or something. I took his cock back in my mouth and my spit dripped on my chin and breasts. He held my head still and pushed his hips up and down, making his cock go in and out of my mouth. It was hard to breathe when he was in but it felt good.
“Now, do it yourself…you’ll make a marvelous cocksucker,” he whispered between his teeth.
I slid my mouth up and down his cock, sometimes sucking on the head, sometimes not.
“Soon there will be warm cream coming out of my cock honey. This is my cum. I want you to swallow it all, ok honey?”
I nodded and sucked on the head of his cock. He was moaning and grunting—I was out of breath too–and became all tense. He pulled my hair and his cock started to leak hot, thick juice. I almost chocked on it but wanted to make him happy so I swallowed anyway. It was really hot and salty. I loved it.
“Ooohh yeah you fucking cocksucking slut!”
I wasn’t sure why he was calling me a slut—I was so not a slut then—but the way he said it excited me. I sucked all the juice out of his cock and swallowed it all. I saw some of his cum spilled on his stomach so I lapped him clean.
“Good girl,” he whispered, out of breath. “Come here.”
He picked me up and laid me on his desk. He kneeled between my legs, put my thighs on his shoulders and grabbed my butt. I could feel his breath on my pussy and it felt really nice. “When you cum, I want you to say ‘I’m cumming for you Professor Cooper’, you hear?”
I nodded and moaned. “Bald pussy…” he said, and kissed it. Then he put his tongue between my lips and lapped like a dog. If a blowjob felt this good, I certainly understood what the fuss was all about! I held on to his desk and he kept on licking me.
I was so excited it barely took 2 minutes for me to get off.
“I’m cumming…for…you…Professor…Cooper!” I managed to say without hyperventilating.
He let out a long, satisfied sigh and came up to me to kiss me. His lips tasted sweet. He slid his tongue in my mouth. I had heard of that—French kissing. I made my tongue dance with his. His whole mouth tasted sweet.
He had me put my clothes on and while he watched me get dressed he said, “Make sure you practice; I want to see improvement the next time you suck my cock.”
I was out of my teens and looking for sex. I particularly was taken in by the sexy young brunette Betty living next door with her husband Brad. She was busty and there was a big prickly hedge, which separated our two houses I was determined to watch her near the pool. We have a ladder in our house and one summer morning I brought it near the hedge, which divided our houses and climbed on it and looked at the other side. She was at the pool side and completely nude. I was surprised that she was very hairy and had masses of hair on her pubes and she sure had prickly hedges under her arms. She was lying down and had her arms behind her head displaying her hirsuteness. Jet-black bushy hair grew like the tall hedges I was overlooking in her unshaven pits. She had sunshades on and she was reading a magazine.
I stroked my penis in glee and anticipation and then I noticed a tall muscular man moving towards her. It certainly was not Brad her husband. As soon as he reached her he unbuttoned his pants and unzipped his fly. He stepped out of his pants and stood with his arms hanging at his sides, staring down at the naked hairy woman lying down in front of him.
I could see that her eyes were riveted on the enormous bulge at the front of his white briefs. He slipped his thumbs under the elastic at each side and start easing them down. She was squirming, rubbing the sides of her hairy legs in nervous anticipation. Finally, he pushed his underwear down to mid thigh. His huge tool flopped free and seemed to sway slowly from side to side; His cock was just semi hard but rising as he looked down at the naked woman’s unshaven pits and 40 C breasts.
I had never seen such a huge cock and it was at least twice the size of my prick and I wondered how he would get that log into Betty. She moved over to sit on the edge of the cushion. With both hands she grabbed his hardening shaft and played with the skin around the tip. She slid back his thick foreskin. The wide head of his cock glistened with fluid in the bright sun. She looked up his towering frame and ran her tongue in broad circles around his cockhead. She was taking more and more of his cock in her mouth. Her lips were stretched. She jacked on his hardening shaft with both hands. His cock kept getting thicker and more rigid. She pulled back, still licking, when the big tip of his cock could no longer fit in her mouth. I was enjoying watching this hirsute horny neighbor blowing the massive cock and I was uncomfortable on top of the ladder with my bursting young cock crying to break free.
I looked around and saw no one and I unzipped and freed my throbbing member. In the meanwhile he reached down with both hands. He caught her under her arms amidst the dark jungle in her hairy armpits and pulled her to her feet. She shifted her hands to keep stroking his long massive shaft. As she stood straight he lifted her up off the ground. She squealed and reluctantly let his giant shaft slip from her fingers. He pulled her close, his cock slipping between her thighs. She braced herself with her hands against his chest. Then he lowered her until she had the length of his cock pressed against the outer lips of her bushy pussy.
His hands were all over her big tits and then into her hairy armpit jungle. She humped on the dick trapped by her thighs. Her moans got louder as she did her best to lubricate his hefty pole with her pussy juice. She grabbed the root of his cock with one hand and let her head fall back. Her long brunette hair fell in gentle waves that shook when she slid into him.
It looked like he was almost lifting her with his hard on. She got on her hands and knees and looked back at her ready lover. He looked down at her naked hairy ass and lined up the huge tip of his cock with her waiting hole. He jerked his shaft a few times to zero in on his target. Then he started to ease his thick cock into her wet hairy pussy. Betty raised her head and pushed back against the pole spreading her open. When he had buried the first few inches in her cunt, he started stroking slowly. Every push went in just a little bit farther. He pounded harder and faster. His hands gripped her hips as he looked down to where his pole disappeared between the tender cheeks of her ass. His cock still moving deeper and deeper with every stroke.
I was masturbating looking at the intense scene before me. When he bent and licked her hairy armpits I found that to be very erotic. I had not seen a woman having so much fur in her armpits before and it was a turn on. He licked the masses of hair in her bushy armpits as I continued beating my meat with one hand and holding on to the ladder with the other. The sight of Betty getting her hairy pussy reamed by that big stranger was too erotic that I stroked myself, knowing I could shoot a huge load any second.
His cock was buried all the way into her cunt. His heavy balls slapped against her tender hairy ass with every full thrust he made. I squeezed my cock and blasted the first shot of my load against the prickly hedges even as the stranger had his mouth on the prickly hedges under Betty’s bushy armpits. The second spurt was just as powerful. I closed my eyes and still saw the image of her hirsute body impaled on that huge shaft.
Betty moaned and rose up on her arms. The stranger started cumming. Her legs moved closer together as if she was trying to capture every drop. The big man shook with his effort. Sweat dripped down on the naked ass in his hands. And his huge cock kept pumping wad after wad of cream deep in her cunt. He stood back. His long wet cock hung down, still twitching. Drops of cum hung at his exposed cockhead. She lay down on her side. She brought her legs up and hugged them with her arms. Her bare ass was at the edge of the lounge. The big man turned and walked over to the deep end of the pool. He jumped in, feet first and bobbed back to the surface.
I was still hard. I tucked my cock down into my underwear as best I could. I climbed down the ladder and thought what I could do next. Though I had come my erection had not subsided. I thought if she liked cock why not offer mine. I went over and entered her house and strode towards the pool and I found Betty still on the lounge chair, lying on her side with her knees drawn up. She didn’t show any sign that she was aware of me standing just a few feet away
She opened her eyes and looked up at me. Then she looked at my hard cock straining out in front of me inside my trousers. Without changing expression she asked, “How long have you been standing here young man?”
I answered without thinking, “Long enough to see your bushy armpits and your getting thoroughly fucked by the biggest cock I’ve ever seen.”
“And you want to fuck me too”
I reached out and put my hand on her busty bosoms and into the rich hair in her luxuriant armpits. She looked at my hard cock, “I can suck you off you know.”
She took my virgin shaft in her hands and opened her mouth. My throbbing cock jerked insanely and I was ready to burst. Seeing her bushy armpits close up drove me crazy and I was ready to blow my wad as she put my entire member into her wet mouth. Sucking me was easy after the huge horsemeat she had blown and I came in torrents. She cleaned my cock with her tongue and swallowed every drop. When my cock was clean, she sucked me into her mouth.
My first blowjob by this hirsute woman with “PRICKLY HEDGES” was terrific.
I had been working in this place, a body rub parlor in an apartment off Columbus Avenue in Manhattan, for a couple of months. For one-hundred dollars you could get a sensual massage on your backside, then a frontal massage complete with what we called the “happy ending”. It was quick money, and in another week I’d have enough to split for Hollywood and set myself up in an apartment. Then, after a couple of well-placed blowjobs to the right people, hopefully I’d get a part on a series, or one of the dating reality shows. But I still had another week of pulling cocks before I had enough.
Anyway, like I said, I’d been there a couple of months and I’d serviced all types of guys–businessmen, college students, professor types. And I’d seen all sorts of bodies–tall, short, fat, skinny, even a few well-built guys who were really hung. But the one thing they all had in common was that I never gave a shit about any of them. Just a dollar sign, I talk nice, pull their dicks and get them out the door. Except for this one guy.
He had made an appointment an hour earlier. He sounded sort of nervous on the phone. He showed up on time and I opened the door to let him in.
“Hello, Brad,” I said. “I’m Rhonda”
“Hi,” was about all he could muster. He was real pudgy, about 5'9", two-hundred pounds. He wore a dress shirt and slacks. At least he was clean. You wouldn’t believe how dirty some of the shitheads who come here are. My guess is that he was some kind of scholarly nerd, maybe a grad student in philosophy. I could tell he was really nervous.
“Come on back,” I said. I led him to the room with the massage table. I asked if he wanted any extras. For an extra thirty, I’ll go topless and you can play with my tits as I stroke you. But he said no, just the basic would be fine. Damn. I took his one-hundred dollar fee and told him to undress, that I’d be back in a minute. I went into the parlor and put the money in my purse.
When I got back, he was naked, laying face down on the table. I poured some baby oil in my hand and began to gently rub his shoulders. He flinched a little.
“Is that cold?” I asked.
“No, it’s alright,” he said. Like I said, I never gave a shit about any of these guys, and I didn’t give a shit about him. But he was really uptight and sometimes uptight guys have trouble getting it up when the time comes and it just makes my job harder. So I knew I needed to loosen him up a little.
“You seem nervous, Brad. Is this your first time in a place like this?”
“Yeah.” I guessed that he must have been worried about his wife finding out.
“Are you married?” I asked.
“No.” So if not his wife, maybe his girlfriend.
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
“No.”
“Wow,” I said. “No wife and no girlfriend.” I kept rubbing his back ever so gently. So if he wasn’t worried about anyone finding out, there had to be another reason he was so nervous. I thought I had the answer. “Brad, you’re a shy guy, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, I guess I am.”
“So. Are you a virgin?” I knew some of the younger college age guys that came in were virgins, I was pretty good at spotting them. He didn’t say anything. “It’s okay, Brad, you can tell me.”
“Yeah.” Bingo.
“Well, if you’re a virgin, you’ve come to the right place.” I started working my way down his back. “Am I the first girl to ever see you naked?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay, then. Just relax, sweetie, I’m going to take good care of you.” At this point I had worked my way down to the top of his ass. But I skipped over it and started massaging his thighs.
“So, Brad, how old are you?”
“I’m twenty-six,” he said. I could hardly believe it, a twenty-six-year-old virgin. I was twenty-two and my virginity was long gone.
“Well, you’ve got some catching up to do,” I said. I started massaging his buns and he let out a little moan. Obviously, he had never been touched there before. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Yeah.”
I dug my fingers in a little deeper and he let out another cute little moan.
“Mmmm.”
“Okay,” I said. “Why don’t you turn over and we’ll do the other side.” So he turned over and I turned around to put some more baby oil on my hands. When I turned back around, he was laying face up. And I saw the origin of all his shyness–all four inches of it. It was all I could do to suppress a smirk when I first saw it. I didn’t want to make him any more nervous than he already was. But in the months that I’d been working here, it was the tiniest little dicklet I had seen by far.
“Okay, sweetheart, just relax.” I started slowly rubbing the tip and he let out a moan. “Feel good?”
“Mmmm, yeah,” he said. “Mmmmm, mmmmm.” As I stroked him with my right hand, I gently swept my other hand over his chest. I gently pinched one nipple, then the other.
“Mmmmm,mmmmm.”
“Feels good, doesn’t it babe.”
“Mmmmm, yeah, mmmmm.” I had to admit it was the cutest little dick I’d ever seen and the way he moaned was kind of cute too. I worked my left hand down to his soft tummy, obviously another place he’d never been touched.
“Mmmmm, mmmmm.”
Then, while still stroking the head of his dick with my right, I started fondling his balls with my left. His moans got louder.
“MMMMM,MMMMM.”
“Yeah, feels good, doesn’t it.” This tubby virgin was about to come and it had barely been thirty seconds since I first touched his dick. But that was okay, the sooner they come, the sooner they’re out the door.
“Come for me baby,” I said.
“UHHHHH, UHHHHH.”
“That’s it, come for me.”
“UHH,UH,UH,UH.” He shot his load all over his fat belly. I’d never seen anyone shoot so much cum in so little time from such a little tiny dick. Fifty-nine seconds, a new record for the place.
I took a towel and cleaned him up. “Did that feel good, Brad?” I asked.
“Yeah. Yeah.”
“Good. You can get dressed now. I’ll be back in a minute,” I told him.
I went to take a pee and when I came back, he was dressed. “Did you have a good time?” I asked.
“Yeah, thank-you,” he said. He took a twenty out of his pocket. “Here, this is for you.”
“Thank-you, Brad.” I have to say, it was the easiest tip I had earned. I led him out into the hallway and towards the front door. I opened the door to let him out, but he turned around.
“Rhonda?” he asked.
“Yeah, Sweetie.” He pulled another twenty out of his pocket.
“I have twenty dollars left. Do you think…”
“Yeah, Sweetie. What?” God, I just wanted to get this fat boy out the door so I’d have time for a cigarette before my next client.
“Well…could I have a hug?” he asked. I couldn’t believe it. Guys had offered me money for all sorts of extras–straight sex, blow-jobs. I always had to tell them to forget it, we’re strictly a hand-job parlor. But no one had ever asked me for a hug.
“Sure, Brad, why not?” I took the twenty and put my arms around him. And all of a sudden, all the contempt I felt for this poor guy fell away. He came here for a hand-job; what he really wanted was a little affection. He was so sweet. I held him for the longest time. I had to fight back the tears.
Finally, I let him go. “I’m glad you stopped by, Brad. Come back again some time.”
“Thank-you. I will,” he said. I took the twenty and gave it back to him.
“That was on the house,” I said.
I had just turned 18 years old and unfortunately, had little, well nothing, to show in the way of success with women. It wasn’t like I didn’t try, but I was very shy, a little timid and painfully inexperienced. This certainly didn’t mean I had any less libido, however. A life worth’s fantasy, desire and testosterone was begging for relief.
I knew about the place. It had been for there years. The +++yo Health Spa. Some of the older guys I knew from school went there, and sang its praises. After building up the nerve one night, I decided to visit. A flashing neon light displayed the name and underneath light bulbs traced the word “massage.” I pulled into the parking lot and parked in the rear, private parking area and entered the building.
As I walked through the double doors a buzzer sounded and I found myself in a small foyer. The door in front of me was then opened I was met by a surprisingly attractive Asian girl in a short red dress. She couldn’t have been older than 21 or 22.
“Hello, how are you?” she said with a gargantuan smile.
“I’m, I’m fine, thanks.” I responded timidly.
“You looking for massage tonight?” she asked.
“Um, I am. Yes.” I stuttered.
“That’s $40 for the massage.” She said, I quickly handed her two twenty dollar bills , “OK, you follow me.”
The facility was a little dank, a little dark. But, it was no matter to me. I was on a mission. She led me to one of the rooms.
“Now you take your clothes off. I be back shortly.” She instructed.
18 years old and a girl had never seen me naked, nor I had seen a girl nude….other than on the monitor of my computer. At that point, I didn’t know whether I was more excited, or nervous. A minute or two later, she reentered the room.
“So, how you feeling tonight?” she asked as she approached me.
“I’m feeling pretty good.” I answered. Still apprehensive, but calming down slowly.
“My name Trina, and you are?” she inquired, as if almost genuinely interested.
“Ashton, nice to meet you.” I told her. I knew Trina wasn’t her real name, but surely was of no consequence to me.
“Haha, you too, baby.” Trina responded with a jovial, friendly laugh.
She began to massage my neck, starting at the top of my spine and moving outward toward my shoulder blades. I knew the best part had not begun, but I was already enjoying myself. Slowly, she made her way down my back, eventually getting to my ass.
With both her of thumbs she spread out my cheeks as wide as they would go, then gripped them in each hand and rotated them in opposing direction. This felt outstanding! She then spread them out again, with one hand, and with her other traced circles around my anus with her fingers.
“Ohhh…” I let out a slight moan.
“Mmmh, I make you feel good tonight!” Trina exclaimed. Almost instinctively, a spread my legs a little bit and pushed my hips upward giving her easy access.
“Ooo, somebody like.” She continued, taking her finger and applying more pressure to my anus but not quite sliding it in. “So, what all you looking for tonight?
I paused for a few seconds, not wanting to come out and say it so bluntly, but then I did.
“A hand job.”
She reached between my legs and slightly scratched my balls. “I do it for $60.”
I wasn’t sure if this was a good deal or not, but I was in no position to refuse. I asked Trina to hand me the wallet that was still in my jeans and gave her the money she asked for.
“Now you turnover, I be right back.” She ordered and quickly left the room. I was more than happy to comply.
I definitely had a hard on as I turned over, and wanted to keep it that way for when she returned. Just imagining what was to come was more than enough to achieve that end.
About a minute later she returned with a bottle of lotion in her hand.
“Oooo, you already to go!” Trina said noticing my full blown erection.
For some reason it made me even more excited that she had noticed and commented on my stiff penis as it stood waiting for her hands, so hard it was hovering over my stomach. She began as my chest and shoulders, rubbing them forcefully but not too hard, then proceeding slowly down my stomach, grazing down softly with her finger nails. My cocked twitched with anticipation.
“Ahh, somebody getting a little excited!” Trina laughed mischievously.
I simply nodded my head and smiled, not knowing what to say. I then saw her open the bottle of lotion, I took a deep breath of anticipation and sighed as she poured a generous helping onto the underside of my dick.
With one hand she gripped the base, and with the other slid her hand up and down my penis spreading the lotion completely. Her soft hands felt amazing on my cock, and for the first time someone other than myself was going to bring me to ejaculation.
“Ahhh…” I gasped softly with pleasure as she slid her hand all the way up my penis, gripping it firmly between her thumb and middle and index fingers, traveling from the base to the tip of the head and back again.
“Mm…yea…feel good, baby?” Trina asked sultrily, “You so good and hard for me.”
She thin pulled the skin down a little by the base and massaged and squeezed the head. This felt amazing, I was already trying to hold back from cumming. I loved watching my head disappear in her hands and feel the pleasure shooting all the way through my body. Then she began using two hands, twisting them in opposite directions as the slipped up and down my shaft. I shivered with ecstasy.
I gasped. My hips buckled. I could tell I wouldn’t last much longer and so could she. With slightly more intensity and she continued to massage my dick.
“You cum for me? You cum big for me, baby?” she encouraged me.
I couldn’t do anything more but nod my head. I felt the orgasm building up inside of me, taking over my entire body.
“Ohhh!” I moaned as I felt it begin.
Then it happened. Semen erupted from penis, flying a good two to three feet in the air and landing on my best.
“Oooo, baby!” Trina cried as she continued to milk my dick. Her hands massaging and stroking the shaft causing several more squirts of cum, soaking her hands and wrist. I was shaking and quivering as the ejaculation subsided.
“Ooo, wow. You shoot lots of cum!” she said with a laugh, then asked, “I get all of it?” and with her thumb applied pressure to the underside of my penis, squeezing it up to the top. One last drop oozed out. Then she held it stationary in her hand, squeezing my dick, my cum dripping down her wrists and in between her fingers. I think she let me enjoy the view for a while.
“You get real excited tonight!” Trina remarked. I sure did.
She expediently left the room and returned with a warm towel, cleaning off my chest and my still semi-erect penis. It felt so good I was ready to go all over again, but my 18 year old wallet would not allow it. She asked me to come back and see her, and thanked her for visiting. In an enthusiastic manner I assured her that I would.
I went off the college later that summer, and there experienced relative success with the opposite sex. But, Trina and the sketchy +++yo Health Spa will always be an object of my fantasy.
I grew up in a small town . When I was in the 6th grade, my breasts developed very fast. I was a full C cup Entering the 7th grade, I was busting out of my bra, and graduated to a D cup. All the boys looked at me constantly. I was always trying to hide my breasts. They were really hard to hide. My nipples would get hard and stuff, and the boys would just gawk at me.
I never had any sexual experience though, just masturbating at home. I really liked to masturbate a lot of the time. I would go into the girls room at school, sit in the stall and rub my clit until I came. I would stretch my legs out far, and one time, I kicked the door open by mistake! Luckily, no one was there! I think I became obsessed with masturbation, and would “do it” about 10-15 times a day. I was really afraid of being caught.
When I graduated high school, I was still a virgin. I was horny all of the time, but just never wanted to be with a guy. Thinking about a huge throbbing cock inside of me, scared me! I leaned to come using many crazy objects. I did not use vibrators. I used ashtrays, brush handles, hair clips, books and just about anything that was around at the time to rub my pussy. My underpants were always soaked, so I stopped wearing them completely. I would wear tight pants, so my lips would constantly be separated, leaving my clit totally stimulated all of the time. I could just come sitting on a bus, or in a restaurant by just squeezing my legs tight.
Then, the most incredible thing happened to me. I went for a job interview at a local coffee shop hangout. The guy that interviewed me was about 35, and really cute!
I was waiting for him in a small office in the back. There were papers everywhere. I sat down in an old leather chair with a small tear on the cushion. After waiting for about 10 minutes, I noticed a baseball trophy on his desk. It had a neat shape to it, and I just imagined how cool it would feel if I inserted it up my vagina! I know it sounds crazy, but I had to do it. Since I was wearing a skirt with no undies, it would be easy to try. I was sure I would not get caught. I took the trophy and started to insert the top of it in my pussy! It went in really easy, but it was so cold! Even though I was a virgin, I was fairly lose from all the times I masturbated. Heck, I had put just about everything up there! It felt so good. I started to moan softly, and then started to rub my clit with my other hand. I was so wet, that the cushion started to get slippery. My nipples were practically popping out of my blouse. I came once, with the most violent multiple orgasms I have ever had. I forgot completely where I was! I got so carried away, I did not even notice the guy standing in the doorway, watching me!
Oh my God! I got caught! The first time ever. I was so embarrassed and did not know what to do. The guy introduced himself as Gary, and told me he liked what he saw, and I was hired! He was happy that his trophy was finally appreciated. I told him that I was a virgin, and he asked if I would look at his cock. I was so grateful that he hired me, and did not get mad so I agreed. He had a really huge boner, and I guessed it to be about 8 inches. I had never touched a dick before. He let me rub it, and it felt kinda neat. He was so cute, that I did not mind.
He pushed my head down on it, and then I sucked on it. Wow, it tasted salty! I did not expect that at all. My pussy was dripping and I really needed to come again. I knew this was a good opportunity to lose my virginity. I asked him to fuck me! Just like that. I could not believe that I asked him that! He put me on his messy desk, wiped all the papers off, and spread my legs and inserted his huge cock. I was amazed how great it felt. He pumped me like crazy, and I slipped my hand down and rubbed myself to a major orgasm. I loved having a cock inside of me! He later exploded his come all over me. It was kinda gooey, but I really had fun. I was glad I was no longer a virgin.
My job at Gary’s was really great. We fucked a lot!
I still masturbate all of the time, but I now am interested in finding large dicks to fill me up. I go online, and type into the search engines, “BIG COCKS” so I get to see what is out there. I only hope to get to fuck some of those big ones! I e-mailed a bunch of guys and I wait for there response. I will let you know when they contact me, and if I get to see any of them for real!
I got home late from work that Friday and I ran upstairs to see what my wife, Lyn was up to. She was in the shower getting ready to go out with friends. It’s a once a month thing they do. As I walked pass the bathroom I yelled out, " Hun, I am home."
“Hi baby, I will be out in few minutes.” She replied.
The telephone rang and it was Mum. She usually phones on a Friday to check what we were doing on the weekend and chat to my brother, Edward.
Ed just turned eighteen and was living with us for a few months until he could save enough money to buy a car. Ed was in university here in the city and he worked part time in a Security firm. He fitted my house security system.
Mum usually tried to convince him to go home for the weekend and that’s one of reasons she phones. It’s normally a lengthy telephone call.
“You better get it in the hall cause Lyn’s going to be dressing in our bedroom.” I said.
I decided o go to the kitchen to see to my dinner.
Ed’s door was slightly open and wanted to get my CD’s back from him and went into his room. Ed takes my stuff and never returns them.
The television was on and there was a lady coming out the shower on the screen. On his bed were a box of tissues and a bottle of hand lotion.
“Poor bastard,” I thought. “Watching porn and jerking off.” The lady on screen looked hot as she wiped the water off her body and then she turned towards the camera.
It was Lyn! " What the fuck?" I was stunned.
“The VCR was not switched on so it can’t be a movie.” I thought as I looked around.
Behind the television there were a whole bunch of cables and I realised he must have some sort of hidden camera mounted in the bathroom. He must have rigged something when he hooked up the security system.
I was getting really angry and decide to leave the room to try to figure out what to do. My first thought was to throw the bastard out but the again he is my brother and no one got hurt by this. But it as to stop.
Ed put the phone down and said, " Dad is coming over to give me ride home cause Mum insists I go home this weekend."
" That okay." I relied.
I sat in the lounge for sometime and stayed there even after Lyn left for her night out with her friends.
She must have thought I was upset because she was going out without me.
Ed was heading to the shower and I thought, " I will fix the peeping tom bastard."
He always took for ever in the bathroom and we wondered what he did there so long.
I was going to video tape him. Why? I didn’t know yet.
I heard the bathroom door close and I snuck up to his room. Switched on the TV and set up the VCR. I found the channels and pressed record.
He was standing naked with his back to the camera and then he reached into the clothes basket, searching for something.
The picture was very clear and covered the whole bathroom.
His hand came out the basket holding what looked like Lyn’s panties. It was a black ‘G’ string number.
He held it up to his face and seemed to sniff it. One hand was massaging his growing cock and the other held the panties to his face. He placed the underwear on his lips sucking the crotch area as his other hand pumped his cock.
His cock was fully erect now and I was a little surprised at how big it was. He didn’t take long and started shooting his cum down the wash basin.
Ed never had a girlfriend and didn’t think he fucked any girl yet so I kind of felt sorry for him. He was a good looking guy and he worked out but for some reason he was shy around ladies.
After a few minutes he started rubbing Lyn’s panties all over his body and back to his mouth again. He as hard again. I thought, " Man, it doesn’t long for this guy to be ready again."
He spread lotion over his cock was started jerking it again. It took a little longer this time and he got most of the knickers into his mouth. He kept pumping his cock as he reached into the clothes basket again pulling out Lyn’s bra. Lyn had nice tits that were not large or too small but little over hand full size.
He was sniffing the insides of the cups and pumping his cock faster as the smells seemed to increase his urges.
It took some time before he shot his cum down the drain of the basin again.
I was strongly aroused by my brother obvious desire to fuck my wife as I switched off the TV and removed the cassette.
My Dad showed a little while later and left with Ed.
I took a shower ,had my dinner and then went back into Ed’s room to in the hope of finding any recorded evidence of what he was doing.
I found a cassette under his bed and popped it into the VCR. The first scene was of Lyn getting out of her clothes and into the shower. Most of the scenes were very similar and seemed to have edited the cassette to make it look erotic.
She looked beautiful with her body all wet and naked. She had an athletic build with flawless light brown skin and a neat little triangle of hair just above her pussy slit.
I skipped through the scenes and came across on with Lyn’s sister having a shower. Cheryl was twenty and had a great figure. I always loved the idea of seeing her naked.
She bent over to wipe her feet with her butt facing the camera and her cunt was exposed with the lips slightly open. I found myself massaging my cock as I watched and I decided to stop the tape.
I sat there thinking of what to do to stop Ed doing this and Lyn’s response would be to the whole situation.
The first thing is to find him a girlfriend and I have to talk to him.
I heard Lyn in the driveway and waited for her to come in. She looked like she had a few drinks and had a very cheerful look on her face.
“Hi baby, you missed me?” she asked.
" Yeah, how was it?" I replied.
They had dinner then went to watch male strippers do their thing. They flirted with a few guys at night club and just enjoyed a night out of fun.
She said, " lets go bed baby and you can help me end the night on a high."
“I got to tell you something first.” I said.
I told her about Ed’s secret pass time and the videos. She listened silently without say a thing.
She laughed and asked, " Can I see the video?"
We watched the tape and she had smile on her face as turned to me and said. " I look good, don’t I honey?"
" Can I see what he is doing in the bathroom?" she asked.
She watch Ed saviour her undies as he wanked himself and she had on a very mischievous smile on her face.
Without taking her eyes of the TV screen she said, " He has a nice cock, maybe one day when he is in there I’ll go in and let sniff my pussy for real."
“Are you nuts?” I asked.
" He is harmless." She replied, " Its so sweet that he finds me attractive."
As she said that, she leant over and kissed me. She reached down to my shorts while kissing me and slipped her hand inside my shorts.
She pulled out my cock and bent over taking my cock into her mouth. She started sucking my cock and had it almost half way in when she started bobbing her head up and down my shaft. Her eyes were still glued to the TV screen.
Then she stopped. She stood up pulled of her panties and twirled in front of my face. She said, “Sniff them baby and then lick the crotch.”
Her panties smelled of scented powder mixed with the tingly smell of her cunt juices. There was a wet patch on the crotch and it happened while she was watching the video. I have never seen her like this, she was really turned on by Ed’s actions. Her eyes looked dewy and she spoke in a low husky voice.
She straddled me, putting her arm around my neck as I guided my cock into cunt while she slowly sat on it.
“Lick them baby like the way he did.” She said as she rubbed her knickers over my lips.
My cock was deep in her cunt as she rode it and I was licking her juices of her ‘G’ string as she held at my lips.
I unbuttoned her blouse and then unclipped her bra strap. I squeezed and teased her nipples as she moved her hips faster.
“Oooh yes baby, eat my panties like Ed and fuck me harder.” She yelled.
I held her panties with my teeth and slipped my hands under her butt helping her move a lot quicker.
Slipping one finger in her butt crack and pushing my cock in deeper into her now very wet cunt. I could hear my cock moving inside and her felt her arse crack contract over my finger as she reached an orgasm. Her cunt lips fluttered around my cock as she moaned with the build up of her orgasm.
“Yeees baby, oooh God yeesss.” She shouted out.
As her body convulsed with her orgasm I felt my myself let go and my cum fill her cunt and it slowly ran back down the outside of my shaft.
We stayed in that position for awhile and then she got up to go have a shower. I got up to join her and she said, " No, you watch me on Ed’s TV."
I switched on the television just as Lyn entered the bathroom. She bent over to plug the drain in the bath tub very seductively. The bottom of her arse cheeks was just visible just below the edge of her short skirt.
She turned around to face the camera twirling her knickers in her hand and lifted her skirt ever so slight. I could just see her cunt.
She touched her cunt with her fingers as she raised her skirt higher and rubbed her nipples with her panties.
My cock was hard and it throbbed as I watched tease me. She touched her cunt with her panties and slowly pushed it into her cunt until almost half of it disappears into wet pussy.
Her skirt fell to the floor, she removed her top and her bra.
She sat up on the wash basin counter and spread her legs. Her was against the mirror and her feet rested on the edge of the counter. Pulling out the panties from pussy she slowly pushed in again. She did this slowly at first and then increased the tempo.
Rubbing her clit as she fucked her cunt with her knickers, she worked herself towards an orgasm.
I was jerking my cock as I watched . This was getting too hot for me and got up to join her in the bathroom.
She turned as I entered through the door pulling out her wet panties from her cunt and I moved in between her legs. Placing my cock at the entrance I thrust my cock into her wet cunt in one movement. Her legs were wrapped around my waist as she pulled into her. It wasn’t long and we both came almost simultaneously. I looked at my reflection in the mirror as my cum shot into her convulsing pussy and every once of strength in me seemed to leave my body through my cock.
She pulled me into and clutched my face to her chest as she climaxed, " Oooh my God! Baby yeees." She called out as her body stiffened up and then relaxed.
We sat in the bathtub for a while as we regained our strength and she told how horny the situation made her feel. We went to bed pretty satisfied that night all thanks to Ed.
Ed got the following night and we pretended that very thing was normal. Ed was his quiet polite self as spoke and if he knew what we knew I wonder how he would react.
He told us that he was ready to move out soon and Dad was going to help him.
We were a little disappointed as we went to bed that night because Ed just added a new dimension to our sex life.
The following week everything was a little different and Ed wasn’t rushing to the bathroom after Lyn or staying in his room while she showered. Lyn was having her period. Well I guess that was a turn off for him.
The following Sunday afternoon Lyn said, " Today Ed’s going to be driven up the wall when he see me in the bathroom." She had a very naughty look in her eyes as she told me what she planned.
I was to pretend that I was not feeling to good and go to bed early. She would look all disappointed because she hoped to have a good night of passionate sex.
“Hun, I going to bed.” I said within earshot of Ed.
" Oh why Baby, I was hoping to snuggle tonight." She sobbed out.
Ed wasn’t too far not to hear us and we spoke just loud enough to catch our conversation. I guess it may seem a bit cruel but Ed chose this path when he decided to spy on my wife.
" I got a headache honey." I replied.
I went upstairs and a few minutes Lyn came in. Reaching into the bedside draws she pulled out an eight inch rubber cock.. “See you in awhile.” She said grinning.
Ed walked into his bedroom as the bathroom door closed and thought to myself, " I get to see what she doing on tape, thanks to Ed."
Lyn came back to the bedroom in her bathrobe and she said, " He must have snapped his cock off jerking it after the show I put on for me."
Like clock work Ed headed for the bathroom and as soon as the door closed we went into his room and switched on the Television.
Ed was completely naked as he searched the clothes basket for Lyn knickers and then he noticed the rubber cock lying by the side of the basket. Lyn dropped it there, half hidden to give the impression that she has forgotten it was there. Ed fell for it.
His cock was thick, long and hard as he rubbed her panties over his face. He picked up the rubber cock and flicked his tongue over the tip. I think he felt weird holding the cock to his lips but the overwhelming urge to taste Lyn’s juices was too much for resist.
He had the cock in his mouth and wrapped the panties around his shaft as he savoured the taste of her cunt juices.
He was stroking his cock and I could see from his facial expression he was about to blow his load.
I looked at Lyn as Ed shot his cum down the drain and she seemed captivated and softly said, “Mmm nice cock.” Her robe slipped over her thighs and exposed her inner thigh. Her cunt was visible and I could see the moisture forming on the edge of her cunt lips. She wanted to touch it but she didn’t.
Ed had her panties on his lips as he licked at her juices on it. His cock was hard again.
“He gets ready quick, doesn’t he?” she almost croaked out the words.
I could see she was fully aroused but I didn’t move as I wanted to see more of her reactions.
Ed was stroking his cock again as Lyn starting getting restless and the urge was there to touch herself.
“Baby, I can’t do this no more.” She said and got up. She went out the door as I went to turn off the TV and follow her to our bedroom.
As my hand reached the switch I saw the bathroom door and Lyn was standing with her hands on her mouth.
I watched Lyn on the TV screen pretend she was surprised to find Ed in the bathroom, holding a rubber cock and stroking his cock wrapped with her underwear.
Ed’s face looked ashen as he tried to hide his hands behind his back and his dick seemed to go limp.
I thought he was having a heart attack as he stood still trying to find the right words to say. Nothing came out.
Lyn gave him more of a shock when see she unfastened her bathrobe and let it drop to the floor. Her back was to me as she stood and letting Ed get a good view of her naked body.
She stood with hands at her side and I could see Ed’s cock start to increase in size again. She put her hands to her lips gesturing for him to be quiet as she sat up on the wash basin counter with her feet resting on the edge of the counter. Her back against the mirror and she moved her legs apart.
She spoke to Ed and he went down on his knees with head between her thighs.
Ed was eager to get a taste of her cunt as he placed his lips on her pussy lips. He was a little too eager and she said something to him and he started again, slower this time.
" Fuck! He did everything but he didn’t connect up a micro phone." I thought as I wished I could hear what was going on.
From my view it looked like she was taking and trying to show him how she liked to be eaten. After a few of what seemed like encouraging words he was getting it right. Her head was now thrown back, her hands were massaging his head as he licked and fingered her cunt.
He stopped and it looked like he wanted to fuck her now. She stopped him and reached for the rubber cock. She licked it a few times then placed at her cunt entrance and slowly inserted it into her cunt then gestured to him and he went down to suck her again.
They got into rhythm with him sucking her cunt and she was fucking herself with the rubber cock. She was getting close to an orgasm and it happen. Her hips lifted off the counter and her eyes were closed as her body seem to realise all its energy. Ed was still lapping up her juices.
Lyn said something and Ed stood up. She reached out to get hold of his cock then she slowly massaged and caressed his cock.
He stood between her out stretched legs as she processed to give him a hand job. Ed was getting eager to fuck or even put his cock in her mouth but she said something to him.
She her head over his cock and let her spit fall out her mouth on to the head. She pumped him harder and a slight grimaced appeared on his face as he shot his cum across her breasts. She kept pumping with one hand as the other rubbed his cum on her skin.
They spoke for awhile and Lyn had a shower while Ed watched.
I switched off the TV grabbed the recorded cassette and headed for our bedroom. Lyn was there already.
“Sorry Honey.” She said. " I was just too horny and felt sad for him as well."
We had great sex that night before falling of to sleep in each others arms.
It was a few months after that and Ed got himself a girlfriend and was having regular sex with her. His confidence was raised after that evening with Lyn. Well they actually had a few more nights like that.
Ed was preparing to move out and we were going to miss having that camera in the bathroom.
I still haven’t actually looked where he had mounted to be honest. I just enjoyed the shows.