And that was exactly what I had planned to do using the story of my imaginary girlfriend who never existed in reality. The plan worked and since then we have been very good and close friends. Since then she started confiding in me about her problems; about how her husband has sex very rarely as he is out most of the time. I told her “It’s very unfortunate…You are so gorgeous and sexy…Its sad that you are being starved of sex. It seems we have same problems.”
My plan was working. I knew that the best way to get her attracted towards me was to arouse her by giving her spicy details about my liaison with my imaginary girlfriend to aid her imagination process. That was exactly what I was doing. Every now and then I would spice herself up by telling her something juicy and spicy that happened between me and my imaginary girlfriend. This was having the desired effect as she started getting attracted to me sexually and our conversations would last longer than usual. She started seeking my attention more than normal; she would smile whenever I used to praise her “Hey Rekha you are looking really fresh and beautiful today. Pity, your husband isn’t around to appreciate you.” She would reply “Thanks, for the compliment but it doesn’t matter at least you did “I also had to be careful not to overdo things. One day when I visited her I found that she was more friendly than usual as her husband had gone out for a couple of days.
I sensed an opportunity here and I told myself that this is it and I have to take my plan to its logical end. I lied to her again “Rekha I am glad to tell you that me and my girlfriend have finally moved beyond kissing and smooching.” On hearing this she became excited. “What did you do to her this time?,” she asked eagerly. I told her that it is too personal, so it cannot be revealed. She persisted that since we are very good friends I need not worry about anything getting leaked out and should confide in her. I told her that I had oral sex with my girlfriend. She appeared a little shocked on hearing this because she was not expecting this. I asked her teasingly “Do you know anything about oral sex?
I wish you reveal some secrets to me from your experience about how to satisfy a woman more by oral sex?” This shocked her still further. She told me that even though she is married she knows little about oral sex as her husband rarely fucks her. She told me that how whenever she has sex with her husband, he just finishes the whole thing in a couple of minutes as he is generally too tired to have an prolonged foreplay. She told me that she has to contented merely with self gratification. She further told me how they don’t even smooch and that how she longed for a more satisfying sex than a session lasting a couple of minutes. On hearing this I grabbed her and smooched her full on the lips holding her tightly. She started struggling as she was completely swept by surprise by my act. She tried to push me away to free herself but I held very tightly till her juices began to flow arousing her. After a few moments she started to loose control over herself and was soon calming down, but by that time my grip started loosening and I wanted to get my breath back.
So I was forced to release her. She was too shocked to respond and did not know what to say. But she regained her composure and told me that I leave her apartment immediately. I refused and I told her that it was she who told me that how badly she wanted a more satisfying sex and I was only responding to her wishes. I told that she should not be foolish to miss out on sex and promised her to make it wild and passionate. Having told her that I grabbed her again and kissed her again on her lips. But she somehow managed to escape and ran inside into her bedroom and I followed her. Before she could lock herself up I grabbed her and flung on to the bed holding her very tightly.
She started flapping her legs wildly to make herself free. I put both of my legs over hers and held her legs between my legs very tightly. I had my legs wrap her thighs and strengthened the grip to prevent any free movement of her legs. But her hands were still free. But I did not try to hold them. Instead I started rubbing the area around cunt very wildly. She started loosing control once again, this time not to regain it again. Then gradually I released my grip and she was all over me. I started from her ear lobes; biting her gently all over. I held her tightly from behind. She kept saying” Please stop. This is not right” followed by occasional moaning in between. I would bite her gently over the neck followed by wild licking giving away a lot of saliva.
This combination of biting and licking was turning her mad. One hand her mind wanted me to stop and on the other hand her body wanted me to continue. I then moved my hands over her breasts kneading them gently in the beginning ; then moved them lower on to her belly encircling and pinching the area around her navel. Her “Please stop… Please stop it… " started becoming louder. I then started to sort of finger fuck her from the outside just to tease her. As a final effort she pleaded to let her go and I purposely left the grip on her freeing her completely. I told her “Okay I don’t want to force anything on you. So I let you free.” This was even a bigger shock, a thunderbolt as she had never thought I would leave her like that all of a sudden, but then this was my plan and it having a devastating effect. She was totally confused; her body and mind were at war. I got up and told her “Rekha you decide what you want; a sex starved married life? You have never had a fully satisfying sex.
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Try sex outside marriage once and see for yourself how wild and passionate it can get." Finally she gave up; “Okay” is all she could manage in that moment of great madness and that was it. I pulled her closer, bent down and lifted the gown she was wearing; I pretended to remove the gown ;I pulled the gown up slowly and gently caressing the body along the way, first the feet, then the knees, then the thighs, then the belly and suddenly I let the gown fall back. I did this a couple of times purposely just to tease her. Then I moved my hands over her butt; squeezing and massaging them I said “Wow what sexy buttocks!! So sad your husband doesn’t like these.”
This made her blush and smile approvingly. Finally I removed her gown and she was now having nothing but the bare minimum to cover her body. I started to bite all over her body gently in the beginning and wildly later, sending her into raptures instantly. I was licking and biting her lips, neck and the belly very wildly making her go mad. She said in a soft and sensuous voice " hhh…uuuunnnhh…ah…bite me…yes bite me like that.. I like it…lick me all over…" I simply obliged her. Then I removed her bra; squeezed and fondled her breasts. She would moan as I would caress her breasts and massage them. I drew my tongue out and let it explore the softness and tenderness of her tits. I would pull the nipples gently and follow it up by kneading the tits. It was heavenly pleasure, I sucked on her lovely dark brown nipples for drowning my face into those lovely pair of assets.
She kept on moaning “oahh…aaaaghhh. slowly…slowly…it pains…slowly…” as I chewed on those nipples pinching them occasionally turning them red. I started rubbing her thighs with my rough palms and she started moaning. Her moans became louder as I inserted my finger into those forbidden areas through the side of the panty. It was so wet!! And I tasted it as well. I then bent down; held her by her by her hips and the brought the panty down using my teeth. She was so bushy down below; completely unshaven and I love an unshaven pussy. She held my face and literally forced my face over the lovely forest. I started licking her clit, smelling it tasting it.
It was absolutely great. I would finger fuck for some time in between and occasionally pull a hair or two causing a slight pain, just to add more spice to the fun. Then I asked her to turn over and I was ready to feast on her massive buttocks. I just kneaded them wildly, licked them and bit her all over the buttocks followed it by fingering her arsehole which she loved immensely. Then I resorted back to fingering her clit and she went ecstatically mad. She was flowing like a river and it was so hot inside. I feasted on those fresh…and hot juices…, just loved it…, the smell…, the taste… the heat…and the fact that she was a married woman was turning me mad.
She could take it no longer and wanted me badly inside. She started pleading “Please fuck me… I want it badly… Please…Please…Please…fuck me.” All these while I kept teasing her. And I just love to tease women when they are in their climax because that just adds to the intoxication…I mean its so intoxicating to hear women beg…and plead to be fucked. The sight of maddening ecstasy on their face which just brings out the animal..I mean the wild side is indescribable. The sight of a married woman moaning, pleading…wanting you desperately inside her…is just too much. Finally I decided to do it without prolonging any further. With full force I penetrated into her and kept thrusting into her. With each thrust she would shout “Harder…still harder… I want to be fucked hard…fuck the hell out of me arsehole.” The thrusting went on till she came and luckily I followed soon. Panting heavily we fell beside each other, she to my right.
She moved close to my body, put her right leg on my lower body and rested her thighs and knees on mine Then she started moving her right hand over my chest and very slowly brought it below it below onto my cock. Rubbing my cock she said “aaaahhhhh…hmmm…aaaahhhhh…I loved it… I wish I could have you everyday and every night…this wild and passionate sex…oh I would love to have it everyday…” I didn’t say anything because there was no need to. As of now I have become bored of her since it has been months since this happened. I am now looking for greener pastures.
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Well got time to post some stories before going home , here’s the first one - Title : Using Karen . Enjoy !!!
I sent her a couple of pics of my black cock, but she never sent any pics of herself. But I took my chances meeting her anyway. She sounded sexy, so I thought what do I have to lose? What I didn’t know is that she turned out to be bigger than she described herself to be. She wasn’t a fat slob, but she wasn’t the petite type of woman that I was married to or liked to be with.
We met on a Thursday night when my wife was out of town. After I talked to my wife on the phone around 10:30 at night her time and when I knew she wouldn’t be calling back, I called up Karen and told her that we could hook up if she wanted. Women always take a chance meeting a man offline, so I was really patient with her reservations about meeting.
We met on her side of town outside a little bar. It was late in the evening and unfortuneatly I had to go to the work the next morning. When she got out of her car and into mine, we both smiled shyly at one another, and I leaned over to kiss her on the lips–telling her it was good to finally meet her. She said likewise, but I could tell she was more nervous than I was.
I lied and said, “Mmmm, you look seriously hot, baby.” She didn’t look ugly, but she wasn’t has fine as I wanted her to be either. She said, “thank you,” with a smile. I reached over and rubbed her thigh as I drove from the parking lot. In my mind, I just kept thinking I how was going to really use her. She wasn’t attractive to me, but I did want to use her for a really good fuck. Please don’t get me wrong, I’m not out to just use women, but I’m just telling this to you straight. Karen was just a good fuck, and that’s what I wanted.
After stopping to buy something to drink, we drove around a few blocks looking for an affordable motel. Each time she looked over at me, I gave her a cute smile and told her how much I want to get in her panties. I knew she was cool about me talking like this because we had talked really hot and nasty in private chats. She remained quiet the entire time, too shy to know what to say. Her shyness was not a surprise to me, for Karen always wanted to be respected as a lady, but she also knew she was weak when it came to sucking cock and getting well fucked.
She couldn’t get a guy to marry her, but she like other women wanted to get laid on a regular basis. When we got into the motel room, I poured her and myself a drink. I asked her how her day was, and was she glad that we got together. She smiled at me and said yes. She was sitting on the bed and I was standing up, so I moved over to her and pulled her towards me and gave a deep kiss. I gave her the first and last hug she would get that night. The rest of time would be devoted to using her anyway I could.
As I hugged and kissed her, I began unbuttoning her blouse. She made the typical response: “You don’t waste anytime.”
“Karen, baby, I want you to feel what we’ve been talking about for so long. Can’t you feel how hard I am for you?” I pulled her into me more, kissed on her neck and moved her onto the bed. As I kissed on her some more, I started to unzip my pants and she started to undress herself. I sat down and laid back on the bed. My cock was hard, but not as hard as I wanted it to be. I caught her licking her lips a little when she first looked at my cock sticking out from under my underwear. I leaned back and said, “Baby, here it is for you. It’s yours.” I lifted the underwear so she could see more of it.
“Karen, get on your knees baby. Come and get what you been wanting.” I could see her tremble with weakness. She had little strength when it came to hard cock. It was like she was begging me to let her blow me. She licked her lips again and got on her knees.
“That’s right baby, come and taste it. This is what’s we’ve been talking about. I know you’re hungry.” She slowly began licking the shaft of my almost 9" cock. I love the sight of a white woman’s face against my dark brown cock, which is darker than rest of my lighter brown body.
I held the base of my cock so she could see every inch of it. She licked and sucked like she was really hungry. With her eyes closed she really tried to please me. I rubbed my hands in her hair and slightly pumped into her mouth.
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“Yeah baby, suck it. Suck daddy’s cock. Worship it, baby.” After she got into for a while, I pulled her hair causing her head to lean back. I took my cock and hit her face with it. I popped it against her nose. There was nothing she could do about it now. She was too weak to complain.
“Karen, kiss my cock baby. Kiss it all over it. I want you to worship it. I took my drink and poured a little of it on my cock and told her again, to worship it. “Baby, make it hard for daddy. Make it hard for your pussy. Don’t you want it super hard for you pussy.”
“Mmmmm Byron, yes I do.”
“Baby, is it big enough for you? …I know you want something even bigger. But is it big enough for you.”
“Byon, it’s nice and big for me. I love it.”
“Suck then, baby, make love to it.” She started licking sucking harder and faster. I kept my hand in her hair, moving her head up and down as she licked and sucked.
“That’s it baby, do it. Take care of my balls too, baby. …Try to get my cock down your throat.” She was trying so hard to please. Spit was running down her chin and she had a hard time breathing from trying to suck me.
“Mmmmm baby, yes, it’s really nice and hard for you. I know you want me to cum all over your face and in your mouth, don’t you baby? Suck it baby, suck it really good.”
I pulled her head back some more and poured some drink on my cock. I don’t know why I did that, but I just thought it would make things more interesting. I held the base of my cock again making my cock longer and harder, and she went to town on it. For almost a minute she just sucked on the head, licking her tongue around it. Her spit was dripping down the length of my cock.
“Damn Byron, I want your cock in me sooo bad. I really do.”
“Baby, it’s hard for you. It’s getting harder. I want to cum on your beautiful face, baby. You want that? You want daddy’s cum?” She didn’t say anything, just moaned and sucked harder. When I started fucking up in her mouth more, I knew I couldn’t hold back.
“Baby, I’m gonna cum,” I said as a warning, just in case she didn’t want me to cum in her mouth. As I started shooting my load, I just held her head still and let it flow into her mouth. Then she pulled it out and squeezed the last bit of my cum on her nose and chin. Seeing her face with my cum on it kept me hard. I really didn’t think she would take me that way. She looked up at me and and swallowed it with a smile. Baby was just a true slut for cock, and I was going to treat her like one.
I pulled her up on the bed. She took the sheet and wiped the cum off her face. I leaned down and kissed her again, feeling her heavy breast on my chest. She spread her thighs and I got between them missionary style.
I could feel the heat from her pussy. She was hungry. At first I just teased her. I was thinking about putting a condom on, but decided to take my chances. I rubbed my cock up and down her slit, teasing her.
“Should I put a condom on, baby?”
“Do you need to? she asked. I said no if she didn’t want me to. I got up and rubbed my cock around her slit some more and told her to spread her legs some more.
“Let that slut come out, Karen. Show me how you want to slut for my cock.”
“OhhhhhByron, baby just give it to me.”
“Nawwww…spread your legs wide baby. I want to see your pussy open up for it.”
I slapped her pussy with me cock and then rubbed the head of it on her clit. I wasn’t about to eat her, for she was too hot and sweaty down there. I moved into her and gave her an inch of my meat and then pulled back.
“Byrrooon…don’t do that to me. Give it to me. Why are you playing with me?”
“Cause I want that slut to come out. You know you want to slut for me. Spread your legs all the way.”
She took both of her hands and placed them under each of her knees and pulled back really hard, breathing out like she was gonna go crazy if she didn’t get me inside her. Her fat pussy look so damn slutty.
“That’s it baby.” I wet my cock again by sliding it half way in, then pulled out. She moaned and begged. “See you gotta learn to slut for daddy. You just can’t get it when you want it. You gotta be daddy’s little slut.”
“Okay, I am. I am. I promise.” With that, I leaned down pushed into her. It went in with no problem, but it was a nice fit. She was so much in heat. She kissed me on the lips and started kissing my neck. I started fucking her, but being careful not to fuck her as deep as I was going to.
“Ohhhhh god I needed this. I needed this. Thank you, Byron, thank you baby.” I knew I could fuck her for a while because I had already cum, so I wasn’t in any hurry.
“Keep your legs spread baby. Let the slut cum out. You wanna be daddy’s slut, right? Slut for daddy.” I then pushed in deeper. I always try to get my cock into a woman’s cervix–that second fuck hole that really gets me hard. Depending on how deep her pussy is, I can usually get the head of my cock inside there. When I fucked into Karen’s second hole, she cried out again.
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“See baby, I gonna cum inside your womb. I’m gonna lay some egg in there tonight.” My cock was soaping wet from her heat. She was sooo hungry for it. I started fucking faster and harder. I pounded her womb. I had no feelings for her. I wanted to put a delicious hurt on her pussy. To do that, I just use my hips and thrust into a woman. I don’t use my whole body, just my hips. I pounded her really fast. I haven’t met a woman yet who doesn’t liked to be fucked like that. If she were petite, I would have grabbed her ass and pounded even more. But she was too big for that. So I just fucked in her really hard, sometimes remaining still when I could feel the head of my cock in her cervix.
Ahhhguusshhh, she was breathing heavy. I’m cumming baby, I cumming. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her tight. It was as if she hadn’t cum in years. Since she was getting hers, I thought I might as well let go again, so I did. We both lay there panting and sweating.
I rolled off her and said, “Baby, that was good. You did daddy good.” She leaned over and tried to get me to hug her, but I wasn’t having it. I moved my head down to her titties and started sucking them. They were fat and juicy and so I just sucked and slobbered all over them. While doing that, I put my fingers into her hot cunt. She was sticky with my and her cum. I rubbed her clit and stuck three fingers into her. But she wanted more cock. I laughed a little and told her I was a little spent.
“Roll over on your stomach then and I’ll rub your back.” I did and just relaxed as she messaged my shoulders and back. After a while she moved her hand down to my ass and started rubbing it. I moaned and told her that it felt good. She leaned down and kissed both my ass cheeks. I told her that felt nice and she kissed some more. When she kept kissing down there, it slowly dawned on me that she wanted to lick my asshole. God…I couldn’t believe it. So I reached out and spread the cheeks of my ass. And with a surprise of my lifetime, I felt her warm tongue licking into my asshole. She was actually licking my ass! I had read about it, seen it in porno flicks, but never dreamed that it would be done to me.
“Ohhhhhh Karen, baby that feels sooo good.” She stuck her tongue in as deep as it could go, licking in and out. I humped back to her face, wanting sooo much more. She pulled her tongue out and then slowly just licked up and down the crack of my ass. The whole time my cock was getting rock hard. She knew exactly what she was doing. The whole point of this was to get me hard again.
I figured I owed her, so I told her to get on her knees, and for about 30 minutes I boned her pussy for all it was worth. She was wild with lust. Her hair came untied and covered parts of her face, her tits were shaking back and forth, her back was sweaty, and cunt was soaking wet. If I had thought about, I would have pulled back and just peed all over her just because it seemed like the appropriate thing to do.
After she came several times more, I blew one last load and fell onto the bed exhausted. Fucking a bigger woman can tire you out. After we slept for about thirty minutes, I got up to take a shower. She stayed in bed.
When I came back into the room, she saw me getting ready to put my clothes back on.
“Where you going Bryon”?
“Baby, I gotta go to work in about four hours.”
“Baby, no, don’t go. Let’s do it some more.” She literally got on her knees and tried to go down on me again. I pushed her back and told she could get more next time. She was a little drunk, but a lot of horny, so I let her suck me again–I didn’t get that hard, nor did I cum again. But I did thank her for a good time.
We only met that once. Even though we kept talking on and off in private internet chats and on the phone, she admitted that she was looking for more than a good fuck. But to me, that’s all she was.I don’t mean this to sound so mean.
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One more on the go - Title : My Dirty Little Secret . Enjoy !!!
My husband and I began dating in 1993 when I was only 23 years old. We were married in 1996 and soon after decided to begin a family. He is ten years older than me and as a result of his age he has a low sperm count and a diminishing sex drive. Those facts created a two fold problem. On the one hand, my sex drive was only increasing with age and he often left me unsatisfied or was unavailable altogether which meant that I had to rely on my own devices. On the other hand we had been trying for two years and I had yet to get pregnant and I really wanted that family.
In the summer of 2000 I took a night class in computers at a local college to help me with my job. There were about twenty-five students in the class and the class seemed to be fairly evenly split as far as gender goes. I couldn’t help but notice that the males in the class were very sexy and about ten years younger than me. Some of them became the objects of my fantasies on the evenings that my husband caused me to resort to self-gratification.
Now I’m not at all a vain person but I am realistic and I know that men find me attractive. I am five-foot four-inches tall and only weigh 112 pounds. I have very shapely legs that, in the summer, I enjoy showing off. I will often wear shorts or mini-skirts without my panties when the weather is warm. I love to feel the warm air on my exposed pussy lips. Having an entire class full of young hunks gave me even more reason to want to wear clothing that was revealing. With my undies at home and my pussy almost exposed to a dozen college guys my pussy was perpetually wet during the entire class, three evenings a week.
It wasn’t long before I gained an admirer. The second week that class was in session a young guy began to sit at the computer next to mine in the lab. He was everything that my husband is not. He was just over six-feet tall, short blond hair and muscular. He also had the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen. At first our conversation was confined to talk concerning the class.But I just couldn’t help but flirt with him. I had never before considered cheating on my husband; at least not in the physical sense. I’d often cheated on him in my fantasies but fantasies were just that; fantasies. Making them reality was something totally different.
But making my fantasies a reality was not what I had in mind and thought that a little flirting wouldn’t hurt and I could use the flirting to help fuel my fantasies later that night. The young stud and me began to hang out together on class breaks and, of course, our conversations turned to the more personal. I discovered that his name was Rob, he was 19 years old, lived out of state, had a fiancé at home and was majoring in Computer Science. He stayed at school during the summer semester to take this brush up course for the fall.
After about four weeks into the course it happened. On this particular night I was really horny. I dressed in a sleeveless, light blue,summer dress with a short skirt. I wore regular flat shoes and nothing else under the dress. During the class I noticed that Rob was struggling to understand some of the evenings subject. Near the end of the night I asked him if he was okay and he said that he was having a difficult time grasping it all. Then he asked if I would mind helping him and that maybe I could explain it so that he could understand. I told him I’d love too. Then he placed his hand on my bare thigh and said, “Great! Would you mind spending about thirty minutes with me after class?”
Under my short skirt, just four inches from Rob’s teenage hand, I felt my pussy begin to get hot and flood with my juices. I then realized that my ability to resist those fantasies was wearing down. My mind was telling me not to do it, to just tell him I’ll meet him in the lab before class tomorrow but my long neglected pussy was telling me to go for it. So I told him we’d talk about it after class.
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When class ended I called my husband and told him that I was staying later at the lab to do some of my homework there and he said to have fun and that he was heading to bed and would see me in the morning. After I hung up I walked back into the lab and Rob was sitting there behind his computer and still struggling to understand. He looked up and asked if everything was all right and I said, “Yeah, I’m just tired of being stuck in this room.”
“Would you like to go back to my dorm room and work on this?” Rob asked. “My roommate has gone home for the summer so no one will be there to interrupt and we can get out of this room.”
Amazing. That was the exact response I was looking for when I made that statement. Ten minutes later we were walking into his room in the student housing area of the campus. It was a typical teenage college boy’s room; two twin beds on opposite walls, two desks with computers, books were lying everywhere, the beds were unmade and sports garb covered the walls. Rob reached into his small dorm refrigerator and pulled out two beers. “Sorry,” he said, “this is all I have to offer you.” I assured him it was no problem and took the beer.
As I sipped I asked him which bed was his and he indicated the one on the left. I kicked off my shoes and sat down on his bed folding my legs and feet under me. He looked at me questioningly and then asked what I was doing. So I told him it had been a long time since I had been in a college boy’s bed. He nervously chuckled and then half jokingly told him not to even kid around about that because it had been months since he had been with his fiancé.
“Oh, so you’re horny,” I teased with a laugh.
“More than a little,” he replied.
“Can I help you with that?” Again I teased with a sly grin. Rob was wearing a T-shirt with the sleeves cut off and a pair of gray colored gym shorts on this evening and through the thin material of the shorts I could see a bulge beginning to grow.
“Are you just teasing me?” He asked returning my grin.
“Maybe,” I replied. To tell the truth I was really having an internal conflict at the moment. My conscience kept screaming at me to stop but my hormones were screaming to my conscience to shut up. As I let out a little giggle I was sure I blushed.
Suddenly my mind was made up so I stood up and faced him saying, “Do you want to?”
“What about your husband? My fiancé?” Rob asked, clearly getting more nervous.
“Who’s going to tell them?” I asked him as I put a gently hand on his forearm and caressed it lightly. At this point I noticed his bulge was positively pushing the front of his shorts away from his body and so I let me hand drop from his arm and began to caress his cock through the gym short. He let out a long moan and a silent curse as my hand made contact with his cock. Then he made his decision and bent over and put his lips on mine.
We locked ina passionate kiss, our tongues tasting each other’s sweetness. As we kissed I removed my hand from his crotch and we began to press and grind our bodies together. I put my hands down the back of his shorts to feel his buttocks and was both surprised and pleased to find that he too was not wearing underwear.
I broke the kiss as I squeezed his ass and began to kiss his neck and he nibbled and sucked on my ear lobe. My pussy was no longer tingling it was vibrating with excitement. I could feel my own wetness leaking out and dribbling down my inner thighs. Rob reached around to my back and unzipped my dress and placed his hand inside, noticing the lack of a bra strap no doubt. His hands then slid down the inside of my dress to my bare ass.
“No panties?” He asked in surprise.
“I could say something similar about you,” I replied as I squeezed his butt like I was kneading bread.
“Let’s take off the rest,” Rob suggested.
Now I only had on one article of clothing, the summer dress, but I don’t think that a suit of armor would have prevented me from getting naked as quickly as I did. I slid the straps off of my shoulders and let the dress drop to the floor then I stepped out of it. At the same time he was pulling his shirt off. He didn’t quite have it over his head when I was completely naked and so I stepped forward and tugged his shorts down as he pulled the shirt high over his head.
A huge, thick, nine inch cock (at least it had to be nine inches. I’d never seen one that big before) sprang free from it’s confines inside the gym shorts.
“Whoa!” I exclaimed in an unbelievably excited state. My eyes were positively transfixed on that big, young cock.
“What’s wrong?” He quickly said in a tone that indicated he was closing in on something close to panic. He clearly didn’t understand that my “whoa” was pure, excited pleasure.
“That is the most beautiful cock I have ever seen. You are a good third larger than my husband and it has been years since he was that hard. Your girlfriend is a lucky gal!”
I meant every word of that as I looked at his big, purple head glistening with his sticky precum. At the same time I noticed he was now staring at my neatly trimmed pubes.
“I’ve never seen a woman with hair there. At least not one in person.” Rob admitted admiringly. “I’ve never been with anyone other than my fiancé and she completely shaves.
I don’t completely shave but I do keep it clean around my pussy lips and above my clit I keep it trimmedin a short “Mohawk” style. He seemed to be delighted with it. Then he suddenly looked into my eyes with worry again.
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“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“I just remembered. I don’t have any condoms. I’ve never cheated on my girlfriend before and since she is always at home, I never saw the need.”
I thought for a minute about that. I hadn’t given it any thought and I should have. I’ve been trying to get pregnant with my husband. I can’t let this guy cum in me unprotected. I can’t even let him risk putting it in me without a cover. Then I thought, “Why not?” I have been trying to get pregnant. My low sperm count, do it once a week husband had been unable to knock me up, why not let this guy do it? No one will ever have to know it wasn’t my husband, not even my husband.
“Don’t worry. I’m on birth control.” I lied.
“Wow! I’ve never had sex without a condom!” He said hardly able to contain his excitement.
I could no longer wait. I sat on his bed, lifted my legs and spread my thighs. I took his two pillows and placed them between the wall and my back so that I could remain upright and then I spread my pussy lips open for him with my fingers from my right hand. He just stood there staring at my leaking pussy hole so I coaxed him a little with a smile as I said, “Go ahead, and put it inside.” Then I winked at him as he looked up at my face.
Rob was standing between my thighs, a half second later, and aiming that sticky purple head right at my slit. He rubbed it up and down on my pussy lips a couple of times and then I saw that purple head disappear into my body. Then he got stuck.
“Shit you’re tight,” he exclaimed.
“Work it slowly and my barriers will slowly break down,” I told him.
He did work it slowly in and out and I helped out by having an orgasm right away. I’ve never cum that quickly before but then I’ve never done anything quite this naughty and exciting. Soon he was all the way in and I could feel his ball sack resting on my ass. I could see his blond pubic nest and my brown ones entwined and, for the first time in my life, I felt completely filled with his huge cock stretching me farther than I’d ever been stretched before.
“Fuck me,” is all I could say as I gazed with lust into his eyes. Then I felt the anguish of being empty as he withdrew only to be filled again with the pleasure of being refilled. Soon the room was filled with the sights, sounds and smells of sex. As I watched his cock going in and out of my belly I could see the thick discharge from my pussy slicking his shaft. I could smell the pungent aroma of my own pussy juices and our thighs slapped continually with his thrusts. I was moaning with delight and as he fucked me harder the moans became screams.
I came twice before he did and when he did he filled me with more cum than I had ever felt gush into my belly before. He thrust all the way in and held it tight as I felt his shaft grow even more rigid and begin to pulsate. Then came the spreading, warm sensation as he filled my belly with his seed.
When he was finished, he pulled it out of me with a “plop” sound and I felt a river of his cum run out of my opening and down my ass onto the bed sheet. I immediately sat up and sucked his withering cock in my mouth to taste his cum and my pussy juices together. After a few minutes of sucking and licking he was hard again. So we did it again, this time in doggy position.
We fucked a total of four times that night between eight o’clock and midnight. We tried out many positions and performed oral on each other. My pussy was filled time and again with his cum and I had never felt so satisfied in all of my life.
It didn’t end with that one night either. We began to go back to his place after ever class. We even started to meet when we did not have class. He met me on my lunch hour at work one day and we fucked in the back of my car. We took a blanket into the woods near a local park one other day and fucked right on the ground out in the open where anyone could have happened upon us. I even took a vacation day once and we spent the entire day in his bed and fucking like animals. I never tired of watching and feeling that teenage cock filling my thirty-year-old pussy.
By the end of the summer I was pregnant. He never knew about it. When the fall semester began and his friends and roommate returned, we said good-bye and knew at that moment that it had to be over. I never saw him again and eight months later I had a beautiful baby girl. She looks nothing like my husband but she doesn’t look like anyone other than me except that she has blond hair and blue eyes.
The End !!!
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Home Work
Part one
“Ohhhh, John, that was beautiful. So how’s your day now? Still having a ‘bad day’?” I giggle.
“I’m having a wonderful day,” you murmur gently, a soft breathiness coloring your voice.
“Wait till you see what kind of NIGHT you’re going to have!” I taunt, giggling again.
“UH oh,” you smile in response.
“Oh dear!” I sigh. “I forgot. I brought home some work I have to read before tomorrow. Why don’t I clean up this stuff from dinner, and I’ll get started on that work. You could go relax, read the paper, or take a shower or something. Sorry love, it’s just a few hours of reading. I’ll make it up to you later if you are patient.”
You sigh as well, but smile when you detect the mischievous sparkle in my eyes. “The nite is not yet over,” you think to yourself.
I begin to pick up my clothes in preparation to dress, and feel your hand on my arm. “No honey, don’t put those back on. Go put on that red and black thing, you know, the one with the black lace trim and those little red ties down the front.”
“John, my work……” I whisper, an anxious look on my face.
“I promise to leave you alone until your work is done. YOU let me know when you are ready to play. I’m going to take a shower now and then I’ll read the paper or watch TV till you finish.”
After you shower, you come into the living room looking for me. Your eyes travel around the room until you see me reclining on the couch. I’m unaware of your presence in the doorway and this gives you a moment to look at me.
I did put on the red teddy with the black lace trim. It’s bright red like the dress I had on earlier and has black lace around the french cut legs, and where it dips down to a V in the front just below my waist. It’s almost tied closed with the three little red ties in the front. From where you are standing, you can see the gentle swell of my breasts above the black lace, as I breathe steadily, intent on my reading. The notebook I’m holding is resting on my stomach just below my breasts, and I’m slowly turning the pages as I read. You enjoy watching the subtle movement of my breasts as I lift my arm to turn the page.
Home Work
Part two
The light above my head shines on my hair which is flowing freely on the pillow and around my shoulders. You walk over and kneel beside me on the floor and gently lift a curl which is resting on my upper chest. I feel the hair on the back of your hand barely brush against my skin. I sigh and turn my face towards you. You are twirling the golden curl in your fingers now, feeling its silkiness. I watch your face as your eyes travel the length of my body, enjoying how I feel as I see you look at me. Your finger lightly traces a pattern down the line of skin showing between the ties, and then around the lace at the top of my legs, until you can touch the wisps of hair framing the lace on either side of my teddy.
“How much reading do you have, honey?” you ask with barely concealed impatience.
“About a half hour more. Maybe a little less if I can concentrate. It’s hard to think when I’m wearing this thing!!” I laugh. “All I can think about is when you are going to take it off me.”
“No honey,” you say. “I’m going to let you read. I’ll wait till you finish.” You walk away and settle in a chair nearby, rustling the newspaper as you bury yourself behind it.
I look at you for a moment, sitting there behind that newspaper. All I can see are your legs, and I think about having them wrapped around me when you are deep inside me. I sigh and turn back to my reading.
I’m so intent on my reading, I don’t hear you get up and go into the kitchen. But when you return, you stop by the couch again, and ask me, “Want a bite of ice cream?”
“In a minute. Let me finish this page.”
You settle back in your chair with a slightly disdainful look on your face. “What a NIGHT I’m gonna have?” you question. “Newspapers, tv, ice cream!” You set the ice cream down a bit too loudly on the table next to you and pick up the paper again, and rustle it loudly as well, trying to convey your impatience to me.
I smile as I close the notebook and silently cross the room and kneel down in front of you. I lightly trail my fingernails from your ankles to your knees, parting your legs slightly until I can rest between them. Peeking under the newspaper, I smile up at you sweetly and say pleadingly,
“John, I want my ice cream now!”
You drop the paper to the floor and pick up the bowl and spoon a big bite of ice cream and hold it out in front of me, until I open my mouth to take it. But the ice cream is melting fast and some runs down my chin and drops on your stomach, and you flinch when the coldness hits you. You laugh as you wipe the ice cream off my chin with your fingers. I grab your hand and slowly lick each finger, up and down, seeking the sweetness of the ice cream with the tip of my tongue, and then circling your palm until the stickiness is all gone, looking at you suggestively while I do this.