She hissed. “Yessssss, I want to suck him, Terry. Pull him out so I can play with him, please?”
Terry helped Sally get up off his leg and stood. He unbuttoned his pants, unzipped and pulled them off his hips. “Never one to disappoint a well-asked favor.” His plaid boxers flared straight out from his hips. The thick knob of his penis tenting the front until the slit in the front was opened.
Sally sat up on her knees, reached behind herself and unfastened her bra, letting it fall beneath them.
“Oh my God, Sally, you’re so beautiful.
Sally looked up at the bulge that brushed her shoulder, then closer her fist around it. “You’re not so bad yourself.” She put her other hand in his stomach and pushed. Terry fell back into the chair.
Sally knee-walked to the front of the chair, pushing Terry’s knees apart until her breasts rested on top of his crotch. Terry leaned back in the chair taking in the sight before him. Sally still had her hand wrapped around his hard cock.
Sally smiled. “I can feel your heartbeat, sir. You seem a little excited.” She shook her breasts a little as she pumped her hand up and down his cloth-covered penis.
Terry grinned as Sally’s warm breasts rubbed against his balls. “I’ve noticed that tension, Doc. What do you suggest?”
Sally looked down at his cock. “Maybe a massage would help you to relax, take the tension out of this muscle.”
“I think you may be onto something, Doc.”
“Not yet, but I hope to be soon.” Sally grinned and reached through the slit in his boxers. She wrapped her hand tightly around the shaft of Terry’s cock and started slowly jacking it up and down. The head rubbed tightly against the fabric of his boxers, leaving little wet stains on the material. Sally saw them, leaned over and breathed deeply, inhaling the intoxicating scent of Terry’s arousal.
“I think I better loosen your clothing, sir.” Terry raised his hips as Sally tugged the boxers down past his knees and off his feet. His cock sprang up in the air like an over-inflated balloon. Sally marveled at the beauty of it, the blue veins running along the side, the bluish-purple flared crown at the top. She put one hand just beneath the head gripping the shaft, then placed the other beneath it, gripping in the same fashion. “Well, I’ll be. A two-fister. First one I’ve ever seen.” She leaned forward and licked the underside of the crown. Salty, musky. She licked again. I love it.
She looked up at Terry. His eyes were half-closed, but he was following her every movement - the way her tongue ran its length under the head, the way she stared at him with her big, brown eyes as she did, the way she…
Terry flinched and closed his eyes. “OH GOD!”
Sally slipped the head of his cock into her mouth, past her lips, then withdrew it just as quick. She ran her tongue down the bottom of his shaft until she reached his balls. She backed off for a moment, then looked at the egg-shaped vessels nested in their sac. Extending her tongue as far as it would go, she licked the left one, like she was combing a cat, then opened her mouth wide and sucked the sac into her mouth, capturing his left testicle.
Terry exhaled loudly. “I don’t know, Doc. This therapy might be the death of me.”
Sally released his ball. “You want me to stop then?”
Terry grinned down at her. “Oh no, on the contrary, I’ve got a death wish.”
Sally laughed, then extending her tongue, licked and sucked in Terry’s other testicle. It felt so warm and big in her mouth. She loved the fact that she was bringing so much excitement to this young man - this man she’d just met. But somehow, she felt that moments like this were meant to be. It was just a matter of being ready for them.
She exhaled his ball and glided her tongue back up the length of his cock until she reached the head. Placing her fist around the base of his penis, next to his balls, she opened her mouth wide and guided Terry’s penis into her mouth, rubbing the head along the roof of her mouth, then along her tongue at the back. His musky scent filled her mouth and popped into her nose as she breathed. Relaxing, she could feel his hard penis touch the top of the back of her throat. Tears sprang to the corners of her eyes as she choked slightly. Her lips hadn’t touched her hand. She let her tongue and lips grip the shaft as she backed it out, coating it wetly with her saliva.
Sally cleared her throat once, and gripped his shaft with the other hand. “You ready?”
Breathing heavily, Terry looked at her cautiously. “I don’t know, depends on what.”
“For your massage, of course.” Sally stood up in front of him, releasing his penis.
“Massage? You mean like a real massage?” Terry looked confused.
Sally shrugged her shoulder, making her boobs bounce. “Sure.”
Terry didn’t know what to say, he raised his hands as if to speak, but nothing came out. “Lead the way, Doc. It’s been great therapy so far.”
Sally grinned wryly and tugged open the buttons on her jeans. She pushed them off of her hips.
Terry watched every new inch of exposed skin.
Light blue panties came into view, cut high on her hips. Sally pulled the jeans off her feet and pulled the panties up tight against her mons. A large wet stain coated the crotch of her panties. Sally put the hands on her hips and looked at Terry’s hard cock. A little bubble of white pre-cum emerged from the tip as she watched.
“That muscle of yours is still in need of some serious tension relief. I’m going to have to bring out special equipment for this one.” Sally pushed the panties off her hips and straddled Terry’s legs in the chair. She reached down, grabbing his hard cock in one hand and balancing on the back of the chair with her other. She pressed the head of his cock against the indentation of her vagina and rubbed it along her dripping labia, slowly arousing the two of them further.
Sally breathed out. “Oooo, that feels awesome - so hot., so hard and so soft. Let’s delve a little deeper and see what comes up.” Sally arched her back, lined up her pussy and slowly rocked back onto Terry’s big cock.
“Oh my God, you’re big. Oh fuck.” Sally mouth was open wide and breathing rapidly.
Terry held her hips. “Slow, go slow, Sal.”
Sally puffed, breathing quickly. “Okay, okay, a little more. I can feel my pussy opening a little. Unnhhh!” Her hips slid down a little more. Her insides crowded by the new intruder, pushed apart and shifted, making more room. Sally pressed down again, moaning loudly this time. Then she pushed back up a little. An exquisite release of tension flew through her hips and up to her brain.
“Oh yeah, that’s wonderful.”
She pressed down harder until at last, she was sitting on Terry’s thighs. Panting, Sally opened her eyes and looked at him. He smiled and kissed her gently. Sally looked down where they were connected, rocking back on her butt to see. She placed her hand on her belly and traced up with her fingers, then looked at Terry.
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“Do you know how deep you are in me?” She placed her fingers just below her navel. “Up to here, I swear it. Fuck, you’re a big boy.” Then, she bit her lip, placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed up with her legs. Terry’s cock traced a path of delightful sensation out the length of Sally’s vagina. When she reached the head at her entrance again, her whole crotch was tingling was sensation. She pressed down again, feeling the shaft drive into her like a hot spear. She grunted as she hit bottom. She pressed up again, more quickly this time - tingling as she came up, pressure down.
She began to ride faster, pressing up and down. Terry helped as best he could guiding her hips with his hands. Sally started fucking really hard as the tingling in her hips grew. She could feel the old familiar pressure building from deep within, trying to break free, but she pushed down against it, holding it in place.
She watched Terry. His eyes were closed and his head thrown back. His left cheek clenched and unclenched. He was struggling.
“Sal, Sal, I’m going to… Fuck! I’m going to… I can’t stop it. Sally!” Terry’s eyes flew open, looking at Sally riding up and down on his cock. Sally could feel his hot fluid mix with her own cream, making the lubricants ever more slippery. She could feel his cock pulsing into her pussy, spasming it’s white spray all over her, but she didn’t care about that. A rising wave of pressure pushed against her hips as she continued to bounce. Not yet, not yet. Oh God… Not yet!
She pushed down once more hard, impaling Terry’s hard cock inside her. Her eyes shot open and her clit exploded. “Ahhh! Fuck! Oh, Terry. Oh my God! I’m coming!” Her body shook the chair under them. She felt limp and flopped against Terry’s chest as the spasms wracked her body. He wrapped his arms around her riding out the wave of her orgasm until the last little flashes of delight had emptied their energy out of her body and into the Universe.
Minutes later, numb and still breathing heavily, Sally pushed her breasts up off of Terry’s chest. Her hair was tousled in her face and sweat ran down her forehead. She looked down at her mate of the moment and kissed his smiling face.
He opened his eyes and looked at Sally lovingly. “I guess we got carried away, huh?”
She kissed him again. “Nothing I didn’t want.”
“Really?”
“Really. In fact, I can think of about a thousand other things we have to do.” She grinned at his laugh.
Terry hugged her to him. “Tell you what. How about a nap?”
Sally slapped his shoulder. “Oh, talk about typical bloke!”
He dodged and laughed. “Okay, what would you like to do?”
Sally climbed out of his lap and held her hands to her crotch. “I think I’ll go leak you out of me first. Then a nice hot towel sounds like the ticket.” She dashed out towards the bathroom.
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Sally got dressed and bid Terry goodbye, promising to see him the next day for dinner. The rain had stopped and she made her way upstairs, back to her apartment. She entered and the place was dark. She walked over to where Becky and Trish had been sitting by the windows, but they weren’t there. The binoculars were still there. Sally picked them up, focused on the window on the third floor and saw the bluish glow of the computer. The lights were out now and she knew that a new man in her life was sleeping soundly in the darkness to the right, surrounded by books. Sally smiled, lowering the binoculars.
“Sally? That you?” Becky called from the other room.
“Yeah, it’s me.” Sally walked to the bedroom and pushed the door open. There, sitting in two chairs in front of Becky’s PC, were Becky and Trish, naked, but for two bathrobes they barely had on. Next to the keyboard was a tube of lubricant and Becky’s vibrator. Trish was sleeping in the chair, but a bright pink dildo still protruded from her vagina.
Shocked, Sally put her hands on her hips as her mouth dropped open. “What the fuck? What the hell is going on here?”
Her eyes half-lidded and her hair a mess, Becky pulled the bathrobe around her shoulders, covering up her breasts. “Amazing show, Sally. That was incredible.”
Sally’s brow furrowed, looking at Becky and Trish. She looked at the computer screen and saw Terry’s bedroom with him asleep in the dark under the covers of his bed.
Realization stormed into her head. Her eyes opened wide. She almost shrieked. “You saw everything? EVERYTHING?”
Trish woke up with her yelling. “You mean you didn’t know?”
Sally thought quickly. “Well, I knew it was a camera. I knew it was… And we were… I thought… Oh, fuck.”
Becky smiled. “Fuck is right. You did a helluva job on that guy, didn’t she Trish?”
Trish pulled the dildo out of her pussy. “Sure got us off. Ow, don’t ever let me leave that in there like that.”
“How did you know where to look?” Sally was still staring at the computer screen.
Becky picked up her cel phone. “Your phone. We got tired of looking through the rain after we heard the web site and we came in here. The rest was history.”
Sally was panicked. “But how many people… Who saw? Do you think this could be seen in Illinois?”
Trish and Becky laughed at Sally. Trish closer her robe around her and head for the bath. “Darling, it’s the Internet. The whole fucking world saw.”
Sally sighed. “I hope my Dad didn’t see that.”
The End
Being a nice guy pays off
I headed outside on a gloomy afternoon to see if there was anything I could do outside to keep busy. I was bored out of my mind and needed to keep bust before I went nuts. I mowed my lawn and was sweeping up when I noticed the cute chick that lived across the street trying to start her car. I noticed that she was trying to turn the wheel and was having trouble starting the car. She struggled for another minute or so, and then got out of her car and I asked her if she was having trouble. She walked over to my side of the street and asked me if I could try to start it for her because she couldn’t do it. I took her keys and went over to her car.
I knew that this model car had problems with the ignition switches. I spent eight years as a mechanic and had seen my share of these problems. As soon as I stuck the key into the ignition, I noticed that it wouldn’t go all the way in, and that was exactly how I determined that she had the same problem. I knew that it would take some time to fix this problem, and began to explain it to her.
She became worried because she had to go to work and couldn’t afford to take a day off. She was a very sexy girl, about six feet tall, probably around a hundred forty ponds, with the weight in all the right places. She was struggling to get by, working full time and using all her money to pay for night classes that she was taking at a local college to try and get a better job.
She was stuck in a rut, until I decided that I was going to be a very nice guy, in an attempt to get on her nice side and make myself look good. As she stood there pondering what to do, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my keys. I then reached over and handed them to her. She didn’t know what I was doing, until I told her to take my truck and get to work. I told her that I would fix her car by the time she got home. She argued with me, saying that she couldn’t just take my truck like that, but I insisted. She got a huge smile on her face, and reached over, thanking me and giving me a big hug.
She took off, and I went to get my tools. It took me about an hour and a half, but I managed to get the complete assembly apart and repaired what I needed to fix and then got it back into place. I made sure that everything was working properly, and then went back to working on my lawn. The next few hours went by, and it was time for her to come home. I headed back outside, and sat on my front steps waiting for her.
Within a few minutes, I could hear my truck grumbling up the road, and I knew that she was coming. She pulled up and parked it in my driveway and jumped out. She was pretty excited at being able to drive a lifted diesel truck for the first time in her life. We made some chatter, and I walked her over to her car, and showed her what I had fixed.
She was so happy, and couldn’t thank me enough. She asked me how much she owed me for fixing the car and began to reach into her purse. I told her to stop, and that she didn’t owe me anything. We continued to go back and fourth for the next few minutes, before I told her that if she wanted, she could take me out for a bite to eat. She finally agreed and asked if I would be available Friday nite. I told her that it was good for me, and she gave me another big hug and we were on for Friday nite. I was pretty excited, but didn’t want to get my hopes to far ahead of myself. I went about my day, and the next few days couldn’t go by fast enough.
It was finally Friday, and I was in a pretty good mood, knowing that I would be going out to dinner tonight with the hot chick across the street. The plan was that she would get out of work around seven, and that we would leave at eight. The day went pretty slow, and eventually eight rolled around. I was dressed and headed outside to wait for her. Within a few minutes, she walked down her front stairs, in a pair of tight black dress pants and a gray tube top. Her tits weren’t the biggest I had seen, but they looked pretty good in her top. I greeted her at the bottom of the steps, and she said that she would drive.
We hopped in her car and headed to a small eatery just outside our town. As I sat in the passenger seat, I couldn’t help but to notice how good she smelled, and I complimented her on it. She was smiling from ear to ear as I kept shooting off compliments to her. Once we arrived, she parked the car and we made our way inside. It was a small place, nice and quiet and not many people around. The woman that greeted us led us to a booth in the back, were we both sat and chatted for a while as we waited for the waiter.
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Dinner went pretty smooth, as we both had delicious meals and even shared them with each other. We chatted about anything that would come to mind, as I eventually found out that she was single and was working on getting a business degree so that she could get a better job and make some real money. We sat and dined and had a great night.
It had been about an hour since we had arrived there, and she got up to use the restroom, and I motioned to the waiter for the bill. He came over and I handed him money to cover everything, including a nice tip. A few minutes later, she came back and I got up to escort her out, and she was confused since she hadn’t paid yet. I told her not to worry about the bill, and held out my arm for her to accompany me out. She accepted and we walked out arm in arm. Once we had gotten to the car, she pulled me aside, and playfully yelled at me for paying the bill. I told her that her presence tonight was enough for repaying me for my work on her car.
She got in the car, and we drove off. We were about three blocks from the place, when she made a turn, leading us away from our path to our house. I wondered were the heck we were going, and just as I was about to ask her, she pulled up to an overlook that showcased the bright lights from the big city across the river. I joked with her about how far into the woods we had gone, and how I didn’t even know this place existed. We got out of the car, and took a stroll along the tree line just looking out at the lights.
We were arm in arm once again, and this time she rested her head on my shoulder. We probably walked around for about a half hour, before making our way back towards the car. Once we were at the car, I stood in front by the hood, just admiring the lights when out of nowhere she pushes me back against the hood, grabs me by the sides and plants her lips against mine. I just went with it, kissing her back as our tongues intertwined with each other.
We kissed passionately for a few minutes, before we let go. She apologized for being so pushy and I told her to stop, grabbing her by the side and pulling her close and kissing her again. This time, we kissed for a while longer, and by now I was pretty excited, and I had a bulge in my pants to prove it. We were right against each other so I knew that she felt it rubbing against her legs.
As she kissed me, she slowly ran her hands down my chest and towards my crotch. I was extremely excited now, and could wait to see what she would do next. We broke the kiss once again, and I noticed the devilish smile on her face. We looked each other in the eye, as she slowly undid my pants. Once she had them unzipped, she pulled them down to my ankles and then followed them with my boxers, releasing my now throbbing cock.
She then lowered herself so that her mouth was now aligned with the tip of my cock and slowly began taking it deep into her mouth. Back and fourth she began to bob on it, letting the warmth and wetness of her pretty mouth devour my entire cock. She could sure suck a dick. I leaned back against the hood, enjoyed this magnificent blowjob that I was receiving.
It didn’t take long before I felt my balls tighten and I knew I was going to blow a huge wad down her throat. I warned her that I was going to come, and she sucked faster, causing my to erupt right down her throat. I shot wave after wave into her waiting mouth, and she swallowed every last drop of it.
She then stood up and asked me how that was. I smiled back at her and thanked her for it. I figured we were done, and then she began to lift her shirt off. I quickly began to feel life down in my balls once again. She followed her shirt with her black bra and her perky tits were now free for me to play with. I reached down and squeezed each one and then took one nipple at a time into my mouth and sucked on them.
I then turned her so that she was against the hood and I began to undo her pants. I slid them down, and I was greeted with a lovely black thong, which I quickly removed as well. I rubbed her pussy for a few seconds, as she reached down and stroked my cock back to full hardness. She then laid back on the hood of the car, still holding my cock and guiding it towards her pussy.
Slowly, I began to insert the tip into her pussy, and it didn’t take me long before I was balls deep inside that beautiful warm wet pussy. I began to pump back and fourth as she began to moan. I grabbed her by the hips and fucked her slowly, enjoying each stroke that her pussy walls squeezed out of my cock. She just moaned for me to fuck her, and I did just that. In and out I slid my shaft, as she gyrated her body to keep up with me.
It took a few minutes, and I felt my balls begin to tingle. I looked down at her and told her that I was going to cum, and she responded by telling me that she was on the pill. I gripped her hips very tightly and really began to pound into her, as she began to yell out for me to fuck her harder and harder. Before I knew it, I exploded inside of her pussy, unloading another huge wad of cum inside of her. She collapsed on the hood at the same time after having a huge orgasm herself.
She then stood up and we held each other for a few minutes, allowing our naked bodies to rub against each other. As we began to get dressed, she noticed that I was getting some life back in my cock and with another devilish smile, she asked me if I was interested in going back to her place, which I responded that she was driving and that we could go anywhere she wanted to.
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The librarian
Ryan pushed the heavy cart containing at least on hundred books down the narrow library aisles, stopping occasionally to return the volumes to their proper place. To most people rummaging around a bunch of dusty books and periodicals would be a chore to be avoided at all costs, but Ryan was different, he loved feel of the books in his hands and the aroma of old manuscripts filling his nose, but especially the wealth of information found like buried treasure between the sometimes frayed covers. He was only eighteen, but already he knew what he wanted to do with his life, go to college, major in library science, and become a curator for some large research library. He wasn’t interested in checking books in and out, or sending out past due notices to tardy borrowers, no, he wanted to get into old manuscripts, first editions, and rare writings from days gone by. For now, though, just being able to work at something he truly loved was enough for him. He glanced at his watch, and said to himself, “Five minutes to closing, I better get hustling, it’s gonna take at least an hour to get all these put away!” Working at a quick pace, Ryan was almost finished restacking, when it happened, standing on the short step stool needed to reach the upper shelf, his foot slipped and he came tumbling to the floor, landing with a loud thud!!! The force with which he had hit the floor had been noisy enough that the head librarian, Miss Vance had heard it and brought her running. When she got to him, what she found was and unconscious Ryan, with blood trickling down his forehead.
Miss Vance practically ran to the rest room and wet a towel with cold water and rushed back to Ryan. When she got there he was trying to shake out the cob webs, but his head was pounding, and he was still too shaky to stand up. Miss Vance gently dabbed the blood from his brow and asked, “What in the world happened Ryan, you just must be more careful!?!” Ryan tried to stand up, but slipped back to the floor, only to be caught in Miss Vance’s arms. “Don’t try to get up yet,” she ordered in her usual stern voice, “just lie back and relax for a few minutes!” Miss Vance was a very strict and formal woman, about fifty Ryan guessed, with a manor that bespoke respect and decorum. No matter the weather or time of year, she always wore a white blouse, a medium length skirt, and a ladies blazer or jacket, usually gray or dark blue, while sometimes to add a little color she would wear a gay scarf around her neck. With her black hair pulled back in a severe bun, and her erudite personality, it wasn’t easy to carry on a conversation with her, let alone have any type of interpersonal relationship, but right now he was as close to Miss Vance as he ever had been, and in his hazy mental state due to his fall he wasn’t exactly sure what was happening. Although she wore unrevealing clothing and acted cool and aloof to her employees, Harriett Vance couldn’t disguise the fullness of her body which was dominated by a large full chest that she tried to keep hidden from view! On more than one occasion Ryan had caught himself staring at the twin mountains that were stuffed inside the heavy wool blazer, only to look away quickly when he realized she had detected his voyeuristic game. Now lying in her arms, shaken from the fall, and with her boobs just inches from his face, Ryan reached out and caressed the bulging softness beneath the thick coat!!! If he had been even slightly in control of his faculties, he never would have chanced it, but the lure of the massive chest was too much for him to bear. Now, the really strange thing about all of this was Harriett Vance’s reaction, which in fact was no reaction at all! She could tell that the young lad was totally out of it, and well, the touch of his hand on her chest did indeed feel wonderful, so what would be the harm in letting him have a little fun if he wouldn’t remember it anyway, and besides, it had been a very long time since anyone had made her chest feel so good!!! After several minutes of groping, Ryan began to regain his senses, and after making sure he was well enough to walk, Miss Vance sent him on home before she finished restacking the books and then went home herself!!!
The next day seemed like any other, people flowing in and out of the library, returning and borrowing books, kids coming in to borrow children’s videos, and just the ordinary events that surrounded the day in a large public library. Ryan arrived to work at six o’clock as usual, tonight however, he sported a large bandage covering a gash over his right eye. He filled his cart with returns and set to the task of restocking the shelves until at eight o’clock Miss Vance shooed out the remaining visitors and locked the front door, before then returning to her small office just to the right of the main desk. She was reading a brochure from a book company when she was interrupted by a knock on the door, “Come in, Ryan,” she called out, after setting down her reading materials while waiting to see what the boy wanted. Ryan came into the office and seemed to hesitate, as if he was very nervous. “Yes,” she intoned? “Well ma’am, about last night, I mean, well, you know what I mean,” he stammered! “No,” she replied, “I don’t know what you mean!” “Well,” he continued, “when I was on the floor, you let me, you know…..” “Let you what,” she said sternly!?! “Touch you, feel your, you know what I mean,” he replied, and then taking the absolute chance of his life, walked around the desk and reached out and felt he big boobs for the second straight night! Unsure if she would scream or just slap him, Ryan continued rubbing her chest, hoping that she wouldn’t cause a scene, but what happened next was a wet dream come to life, and instead of stopping him, Miss Vance leaned back in her chair and slowly began unbuttoning her jacket! When it fell open, her low cut bra was plainly visible through the thin silk blouse! Up until now she hadn’t uttered a word, but now she whispered hoarsely, “Open my blouse and feel them through my bra!!!” With trembling hands Ryan tried in vain to undo the small pearl buttons, until finally having to let Harriett Vance to it for him. When she pulled her blouse away, Ryan made an audible gasp, and gingerly touched the incredible mammarys through the lacy brassiere. The softness and sponginess were like nothing he had ever felt before!!! The girls he had gone out with barely had boobs, let alone something as breath taking as Miss Vance’s, and as if on automatic pilot, he leaned over and began kissing the pink nipples through the transparent fabric, causing them to harden and shrivel up. Right then he knew he had her, because even though her tits were much bigger than the girls in his own class, he knew from personal experience that once you get to the point of making their nipples hard, you could do pretty much what you wanted to them because they were so turned on!
Now gaining confidence, Ryan pulled his head from her chest and gave her a French kiss, using his tongue to probe her open mouth, and even though he was only eighteen, Ryan sensed that this woman would do his bidding and not give him any guff. Standing up next to her chair, Ryan slowly unbuckled his belt and dropped his jeans to the floor, and now only in his BVD’s, he boldly said, “You know what you want baby, take them off!!!” Just as he had predicted, Harriett Vance was now completely in his thrall, so without a word of protest she hooked her thumbs in his waist band and tugged his shorts down his thighs. His erection, while not the biggest in the world, was incredibly stiff, with a drop of precum hanging from its tip, so getting even more personal with her, he asked sharply, “How long’s it been since you sucked a hard cock, bitch!?!” Licking her lips in anticipation, she answered softly, “Too long!” “Do you want it bitch,” he questioned!?! This time she didn’t reply, while just sucking his meat into her hot mouth, slobbering all over it, and then licking it clean. Even though he had taken control of the situation and was making her do his bidding, there was still the matter of controlling his ejaculation, and that Ryan was unable to do, for in just a matter of minutes his cock gave up a huge load of white hot cum down Harriett Vance’s throat. Being so young, his ball sack had an inordinate amount of cum, thus she was unable to swallow it all as a goodly portion ran down her chin and onto her full chest! Ryan was gazing down at the cum covered chest of his middle aged suck doll when a voice that cut like a knife ripped through the air, “What is going on here,” exclaimed an obviously shocked Cindy Matthews!?!
Julie’s Story
Julie stepped in from the harsh winds of the New York winter. “Baby, I’m—baby?” she announced into pure darkness. Normally, the apartment was lit, if not by lights by candles. There were no smells coming from the kitchen alerting her of dinner being prepared. There was no note from her girlfriend, no text message or phone call telling her that she was going out.
Suddenly, a small light illuminated from the bedroom, creating the silhouette of a body she was use to seeing, dressed in clothes that she was not. The shadow moved forward in rugged steps, steps that were completely different than the long, graceful strides she was use to seeing around her residence.
“Carly?” Julie asked, cocking her head to the right slightly.
“Welcome home,” a voice said. It was husky, an imitation voice of a male, with a slightly feminine touch.
“Thanks…Whatcha doing, my love?” Julie asked, flicking on the living room light. Her normally feminine girlfriend was dressed in baggy jeans; a long, blue button-down dress shirt, and a backwards baseball cap. She had doodled on a small, simple goatee and sideburns onto her otherwise makeup-less face.
Carly came up behind her girlfriend and wrapped her arms around her waist, kissing the back of her neck gently. She felt Julie’s thin body shiver slightly in her arms.
“How was work?” Carly whispered, sucking on her girlfriend’s earlobe gently.
“Work was…work.”
“I missed you,” Carly mumbled, biting down Julie’s neck slowly, moving over her shoulders slightly, around the nape of her neck, then back up the other side. Her hands, slightly larger than the normal woman’s, fiddled with the button of Julie’s jeans. Her fingertips danced across the top of them, pushing the form-fitting pants down slightly.
“Oh yeah?” Julie asked quietly, clawing at the hand that was now brushing up and down the crotch of her thin-laced underwear. She sighed quietly, almost in a deep, slow exhale, as the rubbing became more intense, grazing the tip of her already sensitive clit.
Carly locked her fingers around the belt-loops of her lover’s pants and pulled them down forcefully, kissing up the back of Julie’s long, slender legs. She felt Julie adjust slightly, pushing backwards absently. Carly smacked her ass playfully before biting it, letting her teeth drag over the flesh. Julie moaned graciously, biting her lip to stifle it slightly.
Carly reached up and snapped the thin strings on her girlfriend’s hips before pulling them down as well. Julie stepped, kicking her stripped clothing to the side as her girlfriend stood. Julie turned and wrapped her arms around her neck, pulling her lips closer before kissing her forcefully. The girls pressed their bodies closer to each other, their lips battling each other’s. Julie drug her fingernails down the front of Carly’s body, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. She reached her hand in casually, her fingers meeting an unsuspected object. Julie looked at her girlfriend confused, who just smiled back seductively, biting Julie’s full, soft lips.
Carly grabbed her lover by her sweater, pulling her towards the bedroom. Forcefully yet gently she pushed her onto the bed. Julie bit her own lip this time, leaning back on her elbows, her legs spread slightly, revealing the morning-shaved labia lips, glazed vaguely with her erotic juices. Julie ran her fingers down them gently, which received a playful glare from the androgynous female in front of her.
“I’ll get the handcuffs if you don’t behave yourself,” Carly warned in her mock-male voice.
“Okay, I’m sorry,” Julie apologized, smiling sweetly.
“You better be,” Carly replied smartly. She added a “bitch” for measures. She ran her hand down her stomach then turned around, her back to Julie. She slid her jeans down and kicked them aside, looking over her shoulder, smiling at her girlfriend. Julie eyed her with anticipation, her body wanting nothing more than to reach out and take hold of her, to feel her body pressed close to her, their hearts racing together, their bodies cumming together.
Carly turned on her heels, revealing the hidden object; it was the pale green strap-on that the two girls had purchased months ago, and hidden in the back of the closet for safekeeping. Honestly, the object had slipped Julie’s mind long ago. However, seeing it standing at attention from the harness attached to her girlfriend, made her wish that it had been used long, long ago. Upon its revelation, a wave of heat raced through Julie’s already aroused body. Her clit throbbed with expectation. She watched as Carly stroked the rubber toy, her body moistening as it anticipated what was to come; as it grew eager to experience the pleasure it knew it was about to endure.
“I’m going to show that pussy of yours how much I missed you,” Carly said. She didn’t say it angrily, like a horny man. She said it in the sexiest voice she could muster up, the voice that she knew drove Julie crazy. It was a voice of command, of sexual power.
Julie moaned quietly. “Mmm…Baby, please do.”
Carly drug her nails up Julie’s flat stomach, pushing the winter sweater up. “Take it off,” Carly demanded as she kissed back and forth across the quivering stomach of her soul mate. Julie obliged, pulling her shirt off quickly and tossing it on the floor. Carly bit her stomach lightly, causing Julie to laugh slightly. “And the bra,” she stated, licking around Julie’s belly button slowly, biting just below it. Julie’s shaking hands fumbled behind her back as she struggled nervously to unsnap her bra, removing it hastily once she figured out the cantankerous clasps.
Carly looked up at her and smiled. “You look good naked,” she complimented, kissing Julie quickly. “You should be like this more often.” Julie laughed gently and wrapped her arms around Carly’s neck, laying flat on the bed, pulling her girlfriend down with her, kissing her passionately. Carly returned her kiss for a few second before pulling away, looking at her sternly. “Control yourself,” she whispered, before sucking the bottom lip of the mouth she loved kissing more than anything.
Carly kissed down Julie’s neck, her lips barely touching the sensitive skin. Julie’s entire left side went numb as it often did when her neck was tampered with. She had always said it was directly connected to her lower area, which Carly knew. Looking up at her seductively, Carly’s tongue slowly traced around each of Julie’s semi-hard nipples. Julie inhaled sharply then exhaled deeply as Carly’s wet mouth wrapped around the innocently pink nipples. She sucked hard, like a child nursing, on the most sensitive part of the breast. She bit occasionally, the flesh dragging across her teeth as it fell out of her mouth, and then she returned to the suckling. Julie’s deep breaths hastened and turned into casual moans.
Julie’s hips levitated, as if being pulled on by some minstrel’s strings. Carly could feel the heated passion radiating against her pelvis. Her lips traveled down Julie’s long torso, the stomach pulling away from the tender caresses. Carly could feel herself dampening as she neared the most sacred area of her girlfriend, the zone in which she’d ventured countless number of times and yet, never grew tired of. She was oddly addicted to the way it tasted, a flavor specific and beautiful as the person that harvested it.
As if it knew what was about to happen, Julie’s legs spread generously, her smooth lips separating slightly, revealing the swollen bundle of nerves housed behind them. Carly wiggled her tongue against it quickly, causing a shallow groan to escape from Julie. She sucked on each lip lightly, letting the saccharine tang sting her tongue. Pushing the lips apart, she brushed her mouth against the swollen and drenched clit, sucking on it delicately. Julie groaned loudly, her pelvis pushing forward, pushing her clit into Carly’s torturous touch more. She wrapped her mouth around the swollen area completely, sucking on it without hesitation, without reserve. She stretched it back somewhat, letting it snap back. The more she did it, the louder the sexually satisfied moans of her victim became. Her own sensitive vaginal area pulsated with the whimpers. Julie had always been able to make her incredibly wet with the slightest moan, the gentlest groan.
“Baby, put your fingers in me,” she heard over the increasingly loud noises being released into the room. As bad as she wanted to feel Julie wrap herself around her slender fingers, she had other plans, other ways of filling the sweet vagina she’d come to know and love. Carly drug her nails over Julie’s ass slowly as she continued to flick, suck, and tease the moistened clit. Each change in technique brought a different grunt, a harder moan, a longer sigh of contentment.
Julie begged her more, begged her loudly to enter her, and each time, Carly ignored her, changing the speed in which her tongue tormented her. Julie groaned exceedingly loud as Carly began to tease her ass with her finger, running it back and forth over the vulnerable area. They had talked about it a number of times, the pure excitement that Julie received by being fucked up the ass. Carly could never bring herself to venture to that area however, until tonight. Tonight she wanted to please her love more than she had before. The comfort level that they’d acquired with each other over the months had brought them to this point, where she found herself thinking of pleasing her girlfriend in more ways than one, pushing it beyond that limit, taking it over that redundancy that they’d become use to.
Gently, cautiously, Carly let her finger slide into the already wet hole. Julie whimpered sexually, pulling on Carly’s hair roughly. It wasn’t a cry of pain, but of bliss, of pure enjoyment. It was a sexually pleased sound that Carly had never heard Julie make. It excited her, causing her to continue with the short, placid strokes, in and out of the miniature opening. “Oh fuck yes,” Julie groaned through clinched teeth. “Baby if you don’t fuck me soon I’m going to fuck myself,” Julie promised forcefully. Carly loved having her in this position; she loved the way Julie sounded, the way her body reacted when she wanted her this bad.
Carly stood and placed her hands on the top of Julie’s legs, smiling down at her girlfriend. Julie glared back playfully, biting her lip, clawing at her stomach anxiously. Carly traced her clit with the head of the strap on. Reaching down, Julie wrapped her hand around that of her companion. She guided the fake cock up her clit then back down, sighing gently. She circled her yearning entrance and nodded at Carly once, who, without hesitation, thrusted the object into her slow but forcefully. Julie moaned loudly, her back arching high off the bed, her fingers clutching the bed sheets eagerly. Carly rocked her hips back and forth in slow, even strokes, pulling the toy out completely before thrusting it back inside in the same harsh yet tender fashion. Julie moaned each time the cock entered her, her body jolting up with every thrust. She wrapped one leg around the swaying hips of the sexual goddess she was involved with. The other leg extended vertically against Carly’s body, Julie’s foot resting on her shoulder. The position opened the tight vagina up even more, allowing deeper penetration. The head of the faux cock grazed over her inflamed g-spot absently, causing Julie to whine erotically.
Carly varied her speeds, the deepness of her thrusts. She never left Julie entirely, however, always remaining inside of her, even if it was just the head. Julie tightened her grip around the object the faster it maneuvered in and out of her. She moaned louder and louder the closer she neared an intense orgasm. “Mm baby, fuck that pussy,” she repeated. “Fuck it harder.” Carly obeyed, gliding in and out harder than before. Even when she thought she was going as fast and deep as possible, Julie demanded more, and Carly delivered. She loved watching her girlfriend writhe; she loved the way she bucked her hips, the way she pulled at her own hair, her stomach, her nipples. Her body squirmed more, thrusted harder, rode the dick fiercer as her orgasm approached.
“God Carly, I’m going to cum,” Julie announced. As if on cue, Carly’s finger lodged itself back into her ass, only microseconds before the release of sexual excitement ripped through her body. She screamed loudly, Carly’s name passing her jarred mouth. Her back arched higher than it had the entire night. Carly could feel her pussy pulsating against the cock attached to her, the juices flowing freely.
Julie reached for her girlfriend as her body wound down. Carly crawled into her arms and pressed herself close. She wrapped her arms around her trembling life-partner, holding her securely. No other words besides a shared “I love you” were whispered that night.
Nothing else needed to be said. The racing hearts, the shaking bodies, said it all. This was what it was all about, laying in the arms of the one you’d been looking for your entire life, and not having to speak. It was knowing, without promises that could easily be broken, that you had found your forever love, that it was okay to be vulnerable, to let your heart fall again, knowing that it would be caught by ready hands at the bottom. It was knowing that it was okay to love again, without fear of being hurt, misguided, or left alone. And she made it possible…
Thanks bro Thunder Storm for your wonderful stories .
Here’s one story for you -
‘Punky’s New Roommates’
Hi,there.My name is Penelope Brewster,who was formerly known as the warm,funny and bright little girl who keeps on calling herself ‘Punky’ Brewster.And just like some of you folks,I once had a family but that was before my father had walked out on both me and my mother and she had abandoned me at a Chicago,Illinois shopping center,leaving me with no other choice but to try to survive on my own with my ever-faithfull dog known as Brandon and that had meant placing myself inside a vacant apartment within a local buidling which was being managed by an old and grumpy widower photographer whose name happens to be Henry Warnimont but thankfully enough,I was also able to make some really good friends inside that building like for instance:my best friend who happens to be a little African-American girl known as Cherie Johnson,who had used to live in an apartment upstairs with her grandmother,this one geeky kid known as Allen Anderson and this one stuck-up rich girl whose name happens to be Margaux Kramer.
And of course,after he had discovered that Brandon and I were both living inside that empty apartment and heard my story,good old Henry had suddenly softened-up and allowed me to stay with him which–if you were to ask me–was a whole lot better than staying at Fenster Hall for the rest of my natural life before he was able to get past the entire bunch of burrecratic red tape with some help from really nice folks such as this one African-American guy whose name happens to be Michael Fulton–who had allowed his friends to call ‘Mike’–and gain the chance to adopt both me and Brandon and put up with this one little kid who keeps on saying at the top of her lungs,“PUNKY POWER!“And now,whenever I allow myself to look back on that little girl that I once was,I would place my hand on my forehead,close my eyes,let out a sigh and ask myself,“What the fucking hell was I thinking by saying those two words like that?”
Anyway,it was on a warm and sunny May 23rd day that my three formentioned friends and I had finally graduated from high-school and gone back home to have one last meal with Henry–the big lovable lug–before I had woken myself up on the very next day,eaten my breakfast and gotten my personal stuff packed for me to move out of the apartment and head straight for the University of Illinois at Chicago before Henry had helped me get it all inside this great-looking car that he had given me for my sweet sixteen birthday,gave me a big loving hug and told me that he will still love me with all of my heart.
And after I had said the same thing to him,I had placed myself inside the car,waved ‘goodbye’ to both Henry and Brandon and drove myself away from the one apartment building that I had once called my home,I had turned on the car radio and began listening to some of the old-time rock-and-roll music on the one station known as ‘The Drive’ which happens to be WDRV 97.1 on the FM dial on my way to the university.And as soon as I had finally arrived at my destination and gotten myself registered,I had gone to a local drug store,purchase the latest edition of the ChicagoTribune and started glancing through the want ads for a new place to stay in.
But of course,that was before someone had started lightly tapping on the paper,causing me to lower it and discover that there was this one great-looking girl with dark-brown hair looking at me with a small smile on her face and saying,“Hi,you must be Penelope Brewster.We’re going to be in the same class together.My name is Robyn Billingsley and you really don’t need to thumb through the want ads of that rag to look for a new place to live because you’re coming to my place to live with me and my roommate.Trust me,‘Punky’.Can I call you ‘Punky’?You really do need to be sharing the rent with one or two good friends than paying it on your own.”
And after I had given that idea some thought and decided that–in spite of the fact that I would have no choice but to be stuck with a roommate who is going to call me ‘Punky’ again–it would be a good idea for me to share an apartment with two other students,I had decided to accept Robyn’s kind and generous offer and went with her to–big surprise–a local apartment building,where the both of us had stepped inside the apartment and noticed from the sound of running water in the bathroom that someone was taking a nice warm shower in there.But that was before Robyn had knocked on the bathroom door and said,“Peter,are you in there?It’s Robyn!I’m home!",causing the both of us to hear a young man’s voice from the other side of the door saying,“Hey,that’s great!Get your clothes off and get that ass of yours in here!It’s fuck-a-dub-dub-in-the-shower-time!”
“Actually,Peter!I just want you to come out here and meet our new roommate!",that was what Robyn had said to the door before the water has been turned off,the door had opened itself up and allowed this bare-ass naked blonde male hunk to step out of the bathroom,place his nude body in front of Robyn and ask,“Are you kidding me,Robyn?I mean,how could you really turn down a real hunk of man like this?“And after I had taken a really good look at his hot-looking ass,I had cleared my throat and answered,“I don’t need to turn it down.",causing a confused Peter to turn himself slowly around and gazed his embarressed eyes on me before Robyn had gotten a large towel out of the bathroom,wrapped it around the lower part of her roommate’s buck-naked body and said,“Peter Cameron,this is our new roommate,Penelope Brewster.Punky,this is Peter.”
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