“Sweetheart I know a lot of things that would surprise you.” I was sitting on my sofa alone with my legs crossed wearing only an oversized T-shirt and panties with the T-shirt pulled down low enough that you really had to struggle to see anything he would be interested to Randy.
He continued staring at me in disbelief, I smiled and said “what? She’s beautiful. You two are looking, and I can acknowledge the fact that another woman is beautiful the same way that you can! Besides, look at that sexy ass. She’s not quite as muscular as I am, she is really sexy. In fact she’s turning me on. In fact, I Might have to take a break and go to my bedroom.” As she concluded her parade around the ring and the TV was flooded with wolf whistles and catcalls from the audience neither of my boys made a move. My son finally ended her walk around the ring by telling me “Mom, that’s enough for the lesbian talk. It’s grossing me out.”
I was on my third glass of wine and beginning to feel very relaxed. The next fight came on which both boys felt was of poor quality. They began to chatter away about their Mohawk hero. I thought all the fights were very boring unless you are looking for a gay peep show, and I told them that. But I noticed that my nipples had gotten very erect and I spent the majority of my time waiting for the ring girl to come out again. Every time she did, I can feel my heart beating beat just a little bit harder. I could feel myself getting flushed and the heat stirring in my mound.
The match had started and since it was of no interest to either of my boys, they look at each other and Randy said “mount or guard?” My son replied, guard, and lie down his back and spread his legs. Randy positioned himself on top and they nodded to each other and began to struggle to control the other.
One thing that I noticed was since both boys were only wearing their school PE shorts I could clearly see both boys cocks and balls bouncing every time they moved or shifted their body weight from one side to the other. I also notice that Randy’s cock seemed to be semi erect. This caught my attention. A couple of times I thought I would point this out to them, jokingly proving my point that it must be a gay thing if he was getting aroused but I thought better of it. I just sat there quietly as I watched my son with his legs wrapped tightly around Randy’s waist as he submitted yet again to Randy. This time, Randy didn’t release him. He looked over his shoulder behind him at me and he said, “You see, once I have your arm in this position and my body weight on top of you, there’s nothing you can do about it.”
I laughed once again and said that the problem with that would be him getting me into that position in the first place. He saw me getting a glimpse of his ass and his cock and quickly jumped off and adjusted to shorts, apologizing. Totally ignoring my comment in trying to contain his cock inside his shorts.
I told both of them if they were going to continue wrestling around they should probably put on some long pants. Unless they wanted me to continue seeing their private parts. “Not that I would mind that from two handsome well-built men. From what I’ve seen so far, both of you are men even though you enjoy grinding against one another more than females.”
My son embarrassed, stormed upstairs not being able to take any more of my gay jokes. Randy sat there looking straight ahead at television not saying a word to me. I can see that his face was beet red. By this time my nipples were electric and my clitoris was on fire. I slipped a finger through the side of my panties and caressed my clitoris and couple of times and thought I was going to scream. The end of another round had been signaled and in came another gorgeous round girl. I again moaned and said unconsciously without thinking,” that woman is hot!” Randy snapped his head back around again looking at me in disbelief. I just smiled at him and licked my lips and told him to turn around and watch the TV show before I submit him.
He snickered and dared me. ”I could submit you so fast it wouldn’t even be funny!” He mumbled under his breath. By now I was really buzzing, and I knew I was going to go upstairs and play with myself. And I was curious to feel his hard cock that I had spent the past 30 minutes getting occasional glimpses of through his gym shorts.
“Okay wise guy, let’s see what you got!” And before he can say anything, I was in the middle of our floor on the Persian rug they had been using for a mat. I open my legs and stretch the fabric of my T-shirt down between them trying to cover my neglected little pussy. Pulling my T-shirt down only caused it to stretch tighter across my tits. And you could easily see my erect nipples poking up.
“Mrs. B., I can’t, I have to go put on some underwear.” Randy just sat there with his legs crossed Indian style staring at me, when I asked again, “what’s the matter? Are you chicken?” And with that he hesitated for a moment and then he crawled between my legs trying to hide his erection in trying to keep his body high enough from me so that I wouldn’t feel it. I saw him quickly reach down and pull his cock up to the top of his waistband so that it wouldn’t be poking out, and then he pulled his T-shirt down over that. As he positioned himself on top of me, I just smiled and said “this was so kinky.” (Inside I was burning up. I wanted so badly to be naked).
Randy pinned both of my arms out to my sides and told me that I was supposed to wrap my legs around him tightly. I laughed out loud and agreed. I was afraid he was going to be able to feel my wet spot in my panties but I did as I was told. I wrapped my legs around him, and instead of him being on his knees the way he usually was, I felt him lie flat on top of me with all of his body weight and I could feel his hard cock rubbing up the length of my pussy. The head trying to free itself from the fabric. I squeezed a little tighter, and he contorted my arms into a position and then told me to get out. I tried, but he was right. Moving only caused the pressure to become more intense. So I submitted myself and told “I give up.” I had no idea what my son was doing in his bedroom at this moment but I really wasn’t thinking about it.
I was enjoying feeling the warm hard body was lying on top of me, even if it was only 15 years old. After hesitating to get off of me, even after I released my grip with my legs he stared at me for a couple of seconds and pushed his pelvis forward one more time. We both stared at each other with lust in our eyes.
Randy then told me that the one thing you never wanted to do was give your opponent your back. And he quickly had me rollover onto my stomach as he positioned himself on top of me once again with his legs straddling both sides of my ass. my T-shirt had worked its way up into the small of my back, completely exposing my little bare ass in nothing more than my little black thong.
“Mrs. B., this is very sexy underwear” he lie on top of me once again I was wishing so badly that he was completely naked, but his gym shorts left little to the imagination. He went through the explanation of a series of choking techniques and I just continue to lie there and enjoy the sensation feeling him getting his jollies by grinding himself into me and pretending he was an expert as he continued to dry hump me. After explaining one choke, I lie there with his arm around my neck and moaned, pressing my ass up into the air “this might be fun in certain situations” I said.
“How could getting choked out possibly be fun?” He asked me.
“You’re too young for me to explain that to you.” I told him to never mind that, it was an adult thing. And I rollover on my back again this time not bothering to adjust my T-shirt. I told him to climb on one more time because I wanted another chance to try and pass his guard. I didn’t of course, I just wanted him to stare at my cunt which was now completely wet. He positioned himself on top of me once again and I wrapped my legs around him, this time I started grinding my pelvis into him in a tight little circle, watching him stare at me wide eye’d disbelief.
“What?” I asked. “I want to know how to get out of this, or better yet how to keep you from getting out of this.” And then I reached out and pulled him down to me by his neck and slipped my tongue into his mouth, kissing him as we began to dry hump each other in the middle of my living room floor. I don’t know why I acted so spontaneously but I continued squeezing my pelvis against his and unconsciously moaning.
“Mrs B did I hurt you?…..”
“shush!” I said. I pulled him down and I could feel him trying to shove his cock completely through the thin fabric of his shorts. I took one of his hands and guided him down to my pussy.
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I pulled my thong to one side and placed his hand there moaning out loud and kissing him again. “FUCK baby that feels so good!” I grumbled. I told him not to stop as I started thrusting my pelvis up hard enough that it was causing my breasts to bounce around. I put my other hand down between my legs grabbing the length of his shaft and pulling it out of his shorts.
My breathing was beginning to be much more exasperated, gasping out of my mouth and approaching orgasm as my entire body tensed up and I lie there chanting softly, “don’t move, don’t move, stay right there.” I had just had an incredible orgasm from dry humping this young stud. With his shaft in my left hand I started pulling and caressing.
“ Mrs. B., oh God, what are you doing? Wow! Oh my god that feels incredible!”
I was now running the tip of his cock across my soaked labia and lifted my pelvis up and felt him slip inside of me all the way into his stomach. He sank is entirely inside of me and pause there feeling me contracting around him.
“Oh Baby!” I moaned as I dug my fingernails into his ass and held him there for a couple of moments enjoying the feeling of having a cock inside of me which I haven’t felt in over a year.
Randy started to pump slowly, still not believing what was going on. And after only a couple of full-length strokes inside of me, he started grunting and pumping harder, “oh God, oh God, this feels so good. I can’t take this Mrs. B. I’m coming!” He squealed as I started bucking myself up harder and harder. He emptied all of his hot cum deep inside of me as I lie there shivering and shaking, digging my fingernails into his ass. His penetration in me didn’t last more than two minutes but it pushed me deep over the edge.
That’s when the two of us heard another noise off behind us, and we both looked up the stairs towards the noise and saw my little baby on his knees in my stairway with his own massive erection, grunting and slapping his balls and in releasing three large ropes of semen down my staircase.
Upon seeing this both Randy and I scrambled up, him furiously trying to put himself back into his worn-out gym shorts and me trying to adjust my thong to cover just tired, wet fucked pussy.
Both of us still in shock, we both started apologizing. My son just knelt on his knees slowly caressing his now spent cock and staring at both of us defiantly. Looking back and forth from Randy to me, he had a look of burning hate as well as lust in his eyes. He didn’t say a word, he just knelt there on his knees slowly stroking with a large stream of semen hanging from the tip that hadn’t quite detached itself from his first eruption.
“Baby please don’t tell your father. This is just a big mistake, and Mommy can explain. I was just so lonely, and I guess drinking that wine on my empty stomach and watching the two of the rolling around with those muscular bodies got the best of me. I don’t know what happened.”
“Yeah right mom, like Mrs. Thompson got the best of you a couple of weeks ago right? I heard the two of you in the bedroom. Does Dad know that you’re a lesbian?”
“Sweetheart I’m not a lesbian. I’m a bisexual, and just so you know, your father does know. And he encourages it.” Now starting to gain my composure again, I responded also by saying “I really don’t like your attitude right now! If you want to talk with me about this please do. Come down here and sit down, but if you’re going to act like a little brat, then maybe you should go back upstairs.”
He stomped down the stairs, still staring at me with anger and lust in his eyes. His cock still pointing outward, still purple and still erect.
Randy was just standing there in disbelief. “I’m sorry man, its just that..”
my son had cut him off and told him “just shut the fuck up! You call yourself a friend and you fuck my mom? I should kick your ass right here!” He told Randy to sit down. Randy and I sat on the sofa together like 2 embarrassed schoolchildren as my son stood there with one hand on his hip and the other hand holding his cock, which was much bigger than I could’ve imagined it..
“Baby I would like to tell you that I am sorry. And, you obviously enjoyed the show or you wouldn’t have been standing there doing what you are doing, am I right?”
He nodded in approval, I continued to talk, telling him that Randy was just showing me what the two of you were doing earlier and this was completely my fault. It’s just that I miss your father so much and I got really horny watching the two of you wrestling in the middle of the floor like that.”
“Really?” He asked.
“You are excited from watching both of us or just Randy?”
I could feel the heat beginning to build again in my pussy and my nasty thoughts were beginning to take over as Randy had gotten off far too soon for my satisfaction.
“Baby, you have no idea how horny you got your mom by watching the two of you. Both of you have gorgeous Cocks, and my imagination just ran wild for a moment.”
He Randy just sat there next to me silently with his jaw hanging wide open in disbelief. The one thing I did notice was he had another massive hard on as did my son.
Without really thinking too much about it, I slipped my right hand over and placed it on Randy’s growing cock and moved my legs open so that my son could see my soaked pussy. My other hand slips down and entered the side of my thong as I began to caress myself. I took a deep breath and exhaled, and started squeezing Randy harder. “Ouch!” He sounded off. But for some reason my son and I were locked in a very lustful stare at each other. At this point I asked him if he enjoyed what he was watching? “Did you really enjoy seeing me this way? Did you really hear me with Aunt Linda last week? What did you do?”
“Mama couldn’t believe how hot you looked lying there. I mean, I’ve seen you naked a hundred times and your beautiful. I’ve even spied on you and Dad a couple of times, but it was different this time. You’re so sexy! You left the door open last week with Aunt Linda. The two of you were screaming so loud and talking so nasty I thought you were fighting. But when I saw what you are doing, I stayed far enough away not to be noticed and I started doing what I’m doing right now.”
“Come closer to your mommy. Come closer so I can see you.” He walked up to me with his cock stretching the fabric of his gym shorts as I plunge my fingers into my pussy one last time. I brought them out, soaked with my juices and licked my two middle fingers.
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We were both interrupted by Randy’s statement, “this is fucking awesome!” And I slid my left hand under his shorts and pulled his cock out. I started stroking him slowly, moaning and cooing and telling him how beautiful and big he was. How hard this felt in my hands and how horny he was making me. He walked as close as he could and I leaned forward pulling the entire length of his cock into my face.
I kept stroking and started kissing and licking the bottom of his shaft. I was moaning and he was moaning. I still had Randy’s cock in my other hand, but I was completely focused on my baby. My hips gyrating against the rough fabric of the our sofa. He placed both hands in the back of my head and started pulling my head forward. As I felt him slide down my throat, which actually caused me to gag a couple of times, I pulled myself off, coughed and took a deep breath and told him to go easy. I was out of practice. And with that being said, I slid off the sofa and got on my knees. I took him back into my mouth and placed my hands on his ass and started guiding him forward slowly into my throat.
He looked at Randy and told him to get down and start eating my pussy. I couldn’t believe my son was saying this, and I moaned a deep guttural moan while tasting his cock deep into the back of my neck.
“I said lie down on the floor and start eating her pussy Randy. I’m serious.”
“But I just came inside of her” Randy protested.
“Good, it should be that much easier, it’s your own cum you’ll be tasting.”
Randy got down and lie flat on his back, he worked himself up between my son’s legs and got his head under my pussy. I just kept right on sucking. My baby kept right on pumping himself to my throat with his hands forcing the back of my head down onto him., and I felt Randy’s tongue slip inside my wet little pussy. He started licking slowly at first, but I started dropping more of my body weight and pumping my hips back and forth. I could feel his nose tickling my ass and I started pumping my mouth faster across my sons hard swollen purple cock. Gyrating my hips, trying to find that nose again that had just tickled my rectum and sent electric shocks to my entire body
“That’s it mom, suck my fucking cock! Suck that fat fucking cock deep in your mouth!”
I couldn’t believe my own baby was talking like this to his mother, but all I could do was moan and suck harder. It seemed like my son was in total control. Both of us were following orders and I would squeal every time I could feel Randy’s nose tickle my ass. My baby pulled out of my mouth without warning, and I protested, still wanting to suck every drop of him. But he told me to get off of Randy and lie down on my back.
“What?” I asked him. He told me to lie down so he could mount me. “Mom, I want to fuck you too.” My pussy was gaping wide open, my clitoris was so swollen it was completely exposed from its hood and Randy was so excited he was jumping around with a massive erection. “And what you want me to do he asked?”
“You just stand there and Jack off!” My son ordered.
I was already rubbing my pussy in anticipation. I knew that it wouldn’t take much for me to continue to rub my expose clitoris to bring me to another screaming orgasm. And I knew that I had crossed a line that I couldn’t come back from when I started wrestling with Randy earlier that evening. But I never thought this was going to happen.
My son got on his knees between my legs and started stroking his cock like a pro. Still staring at me with lust like a lover and a family member. He lifted both of my legs up on the shoulders and guided himself only in deep enough for me to feel the head.
“Don’t stop baby!” I pleaded, “come on, give it to me. Give me all that fat cock! You’ve got mommy so horny watching you stand there stroking your cock in the stairs.”
Randy couldn’t take the anticipation. He was standing there with his legs spread wide open and his cock in his hand stroking his fast as he could. It was almost funny because he just kept repeating “this is so fucking awesome!”
That’s when my baby thrusted the entire length of himself deep inside my little cunt. I screamed out in pain and in ecstasy and he pulled back out and rammed inside of me again. He kept doing it, pulling the entire length out and sometimes missing my wet hole. But I would quickly grab his shaft and guide him back inside of me, and within a matter of seconds I was screaming at the top of my lungs, “my God you’ve got me coming. You got your mom to orgasm, don’t ever stop fucking me! Hard, harder, harder!” I screamed as my fingernails were digging into the flesh of his muscular young ass. It seemed like the harder I would dig into his ass, the more violently he would thrust inside of me. I could see his entire body starting to turn purple and I knew he was going to come soon.
“Don’t come in me please. Don’t come in me.”
He just kept thrusting as though he couldn’t hear me. Pounding and abusing his poor mother. His balls were completely full and retracted into his stomach and I could feel his tension. Randy dropped down to his knees and started jacking himself off inches from my face. Just when I told my son “I want to taste you”, he grunted and gave me a final thrust and sank deep inside of me. I felt load after load of hot Jism squirting deep into my stomach and I kept thrusting my hips up to meet his powerful thrust, all the while screaming “no no no, don’t stop. Don’t stop fucking me!”
He was no longer moving, just sitting there in joining the sensations and the heat of his mother’s wet exhausted vaginal area. Feeling it spasm uncontrollably inside of me.
Randy worked his way as close as he could get to me and I attempted to lean up enough to lick and suck on the head of his cock but he was jacking himself off to wildly and too fast. His hand actually hit me in the mouth twice as he released a large stream of his own hot semen right into my face and hair. I wiped it off and started rubbing it all over my breasts, at this I began to shutter and have my fourth orgasm.
After this, we all walked out to the back Lanai completely naked and all of us soaked in our bodily fluids, exhausted. And set ourselves down the hot tub. After this, I made sure that neither of them were going to mention this to anyone as we all took a vow of silence together. Randy now looks at me in a completely different light whenever he comes over which his daily, even though we have never done this again.
He always asked me, and he always asks me if we can grapple some more. I even caught him jacking off in my bedroom. I told him that I didn’t think so. As for me and my son, I spent the next couple of weeks with him sleeping in my bed and teaching him the proper art of giving and receiving oral sex. He is now a fantastic lover. I’ve caught him twice in his room with his girlfriend, and him instructing her on how to properly stroke and suck his cock at the same time.
Being that she is only 14, very inexperienced and sure she cannot meet up to my son’s high standards. But given time, I’m sure he will teach her. And yes, both times that I caught her on her knees with my son’s hard cock pumping in and out of her mouth, watching her eyes water as he would show himself down her throat and she would gag, I was in the hallway playing with myself. I simply couldn’t help it. Watching him with a horny young teenager on her knees the same way he had me, I would unfasten my jeans right here in the hallway, slipping my hand inside my panties and bring myself to orgasm.
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As if any of this could have been expected, she then did something I could never have expected. She grabbed my thighs and thrust them towards my chest. She then dove in to start licking my asshole. I nearly yelped, and it was all I could do to grab hold of my legs and hold them up and apart as she had done while I was eating her. She continued to play with my cock and my nuts with her hands while she licked and nibbled at my anus. The sensation was alarming but fantastically stimulating. I was really getting into it when she suddenly coated a finger with saliva and slipped it into my asshole. I almost shouted in protest, but the sensation was, much to my surprise, disturbingly pleasurable. She wiggled her finger around, pressing it into interesting and sensitive places, gauging her success by my vocalizations. Meanwhile, she popped my pecker back into her hungry mouth and resumed her oral ministrations. The combined stimulation of the blowjob, the finger in my ass, and the fact that it was my own mother, proved to be enough, and I noisily stammered something about my impending climax. She was ready when it came, and she milked almost all of it down her throat. I heard her gag and cough, and some started to spill out the sides of her mouth, but she kept at it, and eventually licked up and swallowed all of it. My spent cock popped out of her mouth, and her jaw hung there, exhausted. Her finger slowly slid back out of my ass, and she grabbed a tissue to clean her digit. I sat up and for the first time we made eye contact in the steamy darkness.
We sat there in silence, each of us still shuddering in small waves of post-orgasmic shock. We stared into each other’s eyes. I was terrified of speaking, for fear of ruining the moment or breaking the spell. I imagine she felt the same. Finally, still wordless, we both lay back down and stared at the ceiling. Finally she spoke.
“Trenton…”
Oh, I could hear it now. ‘It was a mistake, it was wrong, it was your fault.’ I had it all figured out, and I hated myself for it.
“Yes, Mom?” I swallowed noisily as I prepared for the worst.
“I know that was completely wrong. I think you do too. It’s called incest, and it’s against the law.”
Shit, I knew it. I felt myself tearing up, a mix of anguish, love, and rage. Why can’t we have this?
“Yes, Mom, I know. But…”
“Trenton, we both know it. Let me ask you, did you like it? Did it feel wrong?”
“No, Mom. To be honest, it felt so right. I don’t love anyone in the world as much as I love you.”
“Oh, Trenton. I’m probably a terrible mother. But I have to confess that I’ve imagined this for some time. For years, actually. I tried to get it out of my head. But a few times, I think you know when, I got the feeling that I wasn’t the only one thinking about it.”
I flushed with embarrassment, strangely, given what had just taken place. No sense hiding it now.
“Yeah, I’ve been fantasizing about it for years. I have to admit that I’ve masturbated plenty of times, thinking about you.”
My mother turned and looked at me, her eyes welled up, but smiling. She leaned over to kiss me. It wasn’t me who made it a passionate french kiss, but I was elated when it did. We kissed hotly for a minute or more, and I felt my cock stir again.
“Trent, do you want to make love with me?”
My heart jumped.
“Oh yes, Mom. More than anything.”
She smiled devilishly. She rolled over and opened her night table drawer. She rolled back seconds later with a condom.
“I think you know why.”
I laughed nervously. I didn’t want to be father to my own sibling.
“Um, yeah. Got it.”
I hastily put the condom on, and then I settled in and began to touch her all over. I kneaded her big breasts and played with her nipples again. I felt her smooth pudgy belly, and down to her smooth, hairless cunt. I toyed with hungry fingers, and was rewarded with quick-flowing warm juices and soft sounds from her throat. She rolled onto her side away from me, and I suddently realized that this was exactly the position from my dream.
She lifted her leg, and thrust her butt back exposing her hot muff. I angled for a minute, trying to get everything to line up. Finally, I pressed the head of my latex-encased cock against the sopping wet lips of her twat. She grunted, and I slid it in smoothly. She exhaled loudly and pressed back against me, pushing my cock all the way in. We froze there for a moment, savoring the unspeakable beauty of our immoral act.
Finally I started to thrust. She moved back against me in rhythm, and we quickly worked up a sweat. My free hand found her tits again, and put her hand on mine as we worked her nipples to responsive firmness. She took my hand and pushed it down against her slimy crotch, which radiated heat like a furnace. Our pumping continued as she pressed my fingers between her legs and between her parted labia. I felt a small button on my fingertip, and she grunted in response. With her guidance I worked the button with my fingers while I thrust my aching cock into her hole from behind.
“Oh, Trent. Trenton, make love to me. Yes!”
I mixed things up with speed and force, and the variations seemed to excite her all the more.
“Oh, Trent. Jesus, fuck me. Fuck me now.”
I assumed that meant harder and faster, so that’s what I did. I was concentrating on not blowing my wad, and trying to give her maximum pleasure at the same time.
“Yes, that’s it. Fuck me. Fuck your mother. You’re my son and you’re fucking me. Oh God. It’s filthy and wrong and it’s turning me on.”
I realized she was actually finding great pleasure not just in my physical activities, but in the very nature of our profane act. She was getting off on our incestruous relationship! The thought it that realization turned me on all the more, and soon I was talking dirty right back at her.
“God, mother. I’m your son and I’m fucking you. You’ve got your son inside you again.”
At this she gasped and bucked frantically against me. The first waves of climax began to wash over her.
“Oh God, Trent. Fuck your mother’s pussy and make her come. Come inside your mom. Make her come. You haven’t been inside me since your were born. Come inside me. Oh God, Trent, I’m coming!”
Her filthy talk and the hot friction were enough for me too, and we more or less came together, writhing and pumping and groping and panting. After almost a full minute of post-orgasmic thrusting, our hips finally stopped moving. Only our rising and falling chests moved as we gulped in air to catch our breath. I rolled back and my dick slipped out of her hot box with a slurping sound that made us giggle.
“Trenton, honey. Would you like to sleep in my room all the time? I mean, while your dad’s not around?”
I burst into a beaming smile and leaned into kiss her. She cooed while I explored her mouth with my tongue. Her lips were salty with sweat.
“Yes, Mom. I think that’s the way to go. We can stop if ever you say so, but I really hope we don’t.”
She pondered that a moment.
“Me too, sweetie. We’ll just keep our mouths shut about it, okay? Our secret.”
“Our secret, Mom. I love you.”
“I love you too, honey. We’d better get some sleep. I’m gonna want more tomorrow. I’ve been waiting to get fucked like this for a long time. That it’s by you is beyond my wildest dreams. I want your cock in me everyday. I’ve got a lot of catching up to do.”
She threw me a sly wink and put a hand on my now deflated cock. I remembered the condom, pried it off and ran for the bathroom.
We slept in each other’s arms that night, and most nights after that. When I went off to college, coming home was that much more bittersweet. My friends always wondered why I never kept any girlfriends; I only enjoyed them and then left them. I’d tell them, ‘I don’t want bring any of them home to meet my mother.’
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How about this interesting story title - Summer camp and the glory hole . Enjoy !!!
Although, the name I use is not real, the story I am about to relate, actually happened to me this summer. I am a 38-year-old woman, married with two kids, Kevin, who is 16, and Lori, who is 14. This last summer, Lori and I were going to go to the second half of our church’s summer camp in the upper Adirondack Mountains for a week. I was going as a part time counselor and all around chaperone, since the camp consisted of both boys and girls from different areas of the state.
I had taken the week as vacation from my job and was excited about going, just to get out of the house for a week. The thought of being at a summer camp brought back good memories from when I was a young girl and had attended one for two summers. I was really looking forward to it, and so was Lori. That is until two days before leaving, she came down with chicken pox of all things. Well on the doctor’s advice, I called the woman in charge at the church that was running the camp to explain that we would not be attending. She was very upset and begged me to come and still be a counselor, since two others had already cancelled at the last minute and they would be very short handed. After a lot of discussion with my family, it was decided that I would still go and help out.
One of the other women at the church that I knew was there for the first session and she had agreed to stay with me for the second one also, so it didn’t sound too bad. Jill (The one who stayed) was younger than I was (29) but we got along well and had a lot of fun the first day in camp. Her and I slept in a tent type wooden platform at the outer edge of the camp. On the other side there were two men from the church, who had the same sleeping setup on the boys side. John was a good friend of my husband and I knew him also. Eddy was a black guy, who was fairly new to our church and neither Jill nor I knew him very well, but he was very nice and we all got along well.
There were two barracks on each side of the campsite, which were permanent structures and held 4 kids in each one. The two barracks that housed the girls were situated just at the edge of the woods. Further in the woods were the two that the boys were staying in. There were 4 more barracks that were not needed this time. Since Jill had been there for a week already, she showed me around after lunch. The kids were all down by the lake with the two guys and the permanent camp counselor. When we went into the first barracks and looked around, I saw fairly large hole in the east wall of the barracks right over the headboard of the lower bunk. It had a red rag stuffed into it. As I pulled the rag out, Jill began to snicker, although I didn’t know why. As I looked out through the open hole, I could see only dense undergrowth and trees, since that wall was right up against the woods. The hole was definitely man made and cut in a perfect circle and even sanded smooth on the inside. The wall was very thin and I wondered why the hole had not been patched. Jill just shrugged and we moved on, after I stuck the rag back in the hole. It didn’t seem important since due to its location that wall of the structure seemed inaccessible from outside due to the dense woods.
That evening when all of the scheduled activities were over, Jill and I put on our robes and headed for the showers. The girls’ shower and locker room was outfitted with only one shower room with four showerheads. Jill was at the sinks brushing her teeth as I went into the shower. I thought she would stay out there out of modesty, but I no sooner was getting wet, when in stepped Jill. She was beautiful I must say, even though females have never turned me on, I looked with envy at her body. She had the tinniest waist, gorgeous breasts, and an all over sexy body. Not that I was considered a slouch, but the few years difference in age did show between us. Jill began talking as she was soaping herself. She brought up the subject of the hole that I had come across in the girls barracks, and asked me how open minded I was about sex.
I found the tone of the conversation very odd, but listened intently once I had assured her that I was open minded enough to listen to what she had to say. “Ever heard of a Glory Hole”. She asked. Somewhere in the back of my mind I had remembered reading a dirty story of a bar that catered to homosexuals that had a hole between the toilet stalls for one guy to stick his cock threw so the guy in the next stall could suck it. I was sure that was not what Jill was talking about here though, so I thought! Jill told me that was exactly what it was. As she went on to relate all the details to me, I observed her spending a lot more time on soaping her ample bush and her nipples became erect.
As I listened, I felt my nipples stiffen also. Jill went on to tell me that the boys would wait until dark, and then sneak through the woods to the hole, about two at a time. If the rag was in the hole, then they left. But if the rag had been removed, showing the light within then a completely different scenario would take place. As one boy acted as a look out, the other would slip his cock through the hole. The girls in the barracks would then take turns sucking them off! I was becoming a little warm between my legs as she told me of sneaking over to the small window on the North wall, which was also pretty secluded and watching the girls suck.
I was startled by a Moan from Jill. As I looked down, she had two fingers inside of her pussy and was rubbing her clit with her thumb as she related what she had witnessed. Just by coincidence, her own girl who was 15 was staying in the other barracks, which relieved her at the time. But on the second night the girls traded barracks long enough for each to suck some cock. Jill’s masturbation there in front of me, was making me wet as hell. My nipples were aching as Jill stepped closer to me and asked if I had ever been with a woman. I told her I hadn’t and asked if she had? “A couple of times in collage” I flinched, but did not pull away as I felt her free hand on my thigh, and in no time I felt her finger on my clit. Her breath came in gasps as she fingered us both. “Do you finger yourself Linda?” I could only nod affirmative as a Minnie shock wave went through my pelvis. “Doesn’t it feel a lot better when someone else does it?” I moaned in response as she pulled her finger out of my slippery slit. I didn’t want her to stop, it felt so good.
She took hold of my hand and brought it down to her slit and pressed it against it. I held my hand motionless at her mound as I once again felt her fingers enter me. I groaned and slid my finger between her folds, and duplicated what she was doing to me. I was on fire to say the least! I had many times felt my own pussy, but to feel another woman’s while her fingers were stroking mine were too much. I felt the pressure build in my abdomen and pelvis, I was close to orgasm. Jill sensed it and sped up her finger action. Mine actually slowed since I was so preoccupied by my climax. I came like I hadn’t in years, it was a cum that was earth shattering. My juices flowed into Jill’s hand like crazy. As I finally stopped Cumming and began coming down, Jill kissed me on the lips and then bent and took each of my stiff nipples in her mouth and briefly sucked each one.
Jill grabbed my arm and began thrusting her hips towards my hand, which still had my finger in her love hole. “Do me Linda, I need to cum like you did PLEASE” “OHHHHHH” As my finger contacted her little nub. I finger fucked her rapidly as she began gasping for breath, and took her left nipple in my mouth. That did it, she began to cum. “OHHHHHHHH bite my nipple” “God I’m Cumming”" Her fluid gushed around my invading digit as she grabbed my hips to steady herself. I continued sucking her hard nipples as she recovered.
We rinsed off and went back to our sleeping quarters, all the while making plans on sneaking over and spying on the girls. It was very dark out as we got to the small window and peered in. Nancy, one of the girls was laying in the bottom bunk by the hole. The rag had been removed and was laying on the floor. The other three girls were all sitting Indian style around the head of the lower bunk. I quietly took a peek around the corner to see if anyone was there. I couldn’t see anyone, but as I looked over towards one of the boy’s barracks, I saw the light as the door opened and two figures came out and went into the woods. I whispered to Jill that they were coming.
In a few minutes we watched as a stiff little cock was thrust into the hole. It wasn’t a very big cock and only about two inches including the head was visible. We watched as Nancy took the head into her mouth and began sucking. It wasn’t long before she pulled off and the cock began spewing its load as Nancy now stroked the head between her thumb and index finger. While catching the sperm in a washcloth with her other hand.
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As we continued to watch, I quietly peered around the corner, to see who the cock belonged to. It was Billy, he was only thirteen and not very big. The other boy with him was Danny, he was sixteen and a lot bigger. I watched as he unzipped his pants and took out his hard cock. I was amazed at the size, he was close to my husband in length, but a little thinner. I went back to the window in time to see it come through the hole. About 5 inches past the hole, and we heard the girls gasp, as Kathy took her turn on the bunk. Without hesitation, she began to give Danny an expert blowjob. In no time at all, Danny let out a moan and groan that was unmistakable. He was Cumming, but not in a washcloth, Kathy drank down every drop he could shoot and then some. Once finished, we watched as the two boys went back, and two more took their place. This went on until all 8 boys had been sucked off.
When Jill and I got back to our tent, we were both very horny from what we had seen. But having sex in a tent was too risky since someone might hear us. Jill and I went deep into the woods to a clearing, where on a fallen log, I ate my first pussy, and had mine
eaten by a girl for the first time also.
The same scenario went on each night as before. By the end of the week, each boy had been blown at least twice and each girl had sucked at least one of the boys off. Some spit the cum out, others were expert swallowers. Jill and I sucked each other off at least twice a night after peeping.
Jill was also married and had two children, so we had a lot in common. She was an expert cunt lapper, and later confessed to me, that she not only had female sex just in college, but had regular affairs with a girl where she works.
It was Jill who came up with an idea, which immediately turned me on! “I think you and I ought to be in there, sucking off all those nice young cocks” Jill said.
“How are we going to be able to arrange that” I said.
By the end of the day, we had worked out a plan to do just that. Jill and I both have had fantasies of having sex with a younger male, but for obvious reasons they had stayed, just that fantasies. Here was an opportunity to fulfill a fantasy and keep anonymous at the same time.
On the night before the weeks camping session is over, a neighboring camp always invites our girls to come over and spend the evening with them. Well as luck would have it 4 girls decided to go from our camp. But there was two from the glory hole barracks and two from the other one that decided to go. So Jill and I had the two girls from the glory hole barracks take sleeping bags and move over to the other barracks. Using the excuse that it would be late when the other girls came back and we didn’t want them to disturb anyone.
Then, Jill and I discreetly let it out to one of the boys, that not all the girls would be gone for the evening. We also let him know that Darla (one of the older girls) would be staying behind. The reason for this was that Darla, was the best cocksucker of the bunch. Watching her had been a real turn on. She really got into it and the boys seemed to favor her from what we had overheard during the week.
Once it was good and dark, Jill and I snuck over to the empty barracks and taped cardboard over the little windows, so nobody could look in and observe us. The doors were locked, so anyone looking over or trying to get in would think that it was locked and dark because it was unoccupied. The only light came from the glory hole as I pulled the rag out. I laid on the bunk and looked through the hole towards the boy’s barracks. In a matter of minutes, I saw the light coming from an open door and two figures exit. I told Jill that we would soon have visitors.
The sexual tension was terrific with expectation of a hard young cock being thrust through the hole. As I stole another peek out of the hole, I was able to make out a cock being pumped by hand to get it ready. Shortly Jill and I both gasped as the first cock came through. It was not very big and probably belonged to one of the younger boys. But he was not disappointed as I heard him moan through the wall, as my mouth took him in. I was the one who was disappointed, since I had gotten to swirl my tongue around the youthful head only about five times before I heard a grunt and it shot its youthful load into my mouth. I was just about to start fingering my pussy as I sucked when he started shooting. It was never the less delicious. Not as strong as a grown man and not as salty either, I loved it.
Once drained, the cock disappeared back out of the hole. Jill and I traded places as the next cock came through. Jill had all the luck! I could immediately tell that it was one of the older boys due to the length and thickness of his cock. Jill began sucking for all she was worth, and soon had a large load of cum spurting down her throat, as I came all over my hand, which was busy fingering my wet pussy while watching her suck. After the cock disappeared, we waited and then Jill peeked out through the hole, and could make out the two figures going back through the woods.
We waited for over half an hour and no one else showed up. We were about to put the rag back in the hole and leave, when through the hole came a huge cock. I say huge because in comparison with the two we had just serviced, it was gigantic. Very thick and at least 9" in length. Jill wrapped her hand around the shaft and was able to jerk the cock as she was sucking it, bringing forth an approving moan from the other side.
I was dying of curiosity to know who belonged to such a beautiful cock. So as Jill was busy sucking, I quietly snuck out and peered around the corner. There with his crotch to the wall was John, and standing right behind him with his cock out was Eddy, the black guy. I almost gasped out loud as I caught a side view of eddy’s cock! I had heard all the rumors about black cocks al my life, and in this case it was indeed not a rumor. Eddy was sporting a stiff cock at least 11" in length and was as thick as my wrist. I even had doubts about it fitting through the hole!
I quietly went back in and whispered what I had seen to Jill, who began moaning louder each time I described our next visitor. It wasn’t much longer and John had his release into Jill’s sucking mouth. We watched with great anticipation as the softening flesh was pulled back through the hole. Then as Eddy’s huge cock head came through, we both stared in awe, as the hole was nearly completely filled with the head. Once through, there was just a little more room around the shaft, but not a lot.
Jill whispered, that we had to share this one, as she struggled to get the bulbous head into her mouth, while pumping the long shaft. It was such a sight, that I came as soon as my finger began rubbing my clit! After a minute or so, I took over and began sucking the black monster. To my delight, Jill situated herself under me so she could suck my cunt. I exploded into her mouth in no time, then we traded places and she had her orgasm almost as quick as mine.
Eddy let out a loud groan, and I saw Jill’s cheeks puff out as he started unloading. Her throat was working overtime, but the force and quantity of his sperm was overwhelming, causing it to start dribbling down her chin. I quickly got on the bunk and took over, receiving a strong spurt on the bridge of my nose and in my eyes, before I capped the spewing monster. An additional 4 strong spurts erupted into my mouth before it subsided. I continued to suck and lick with wild abandon, since I had made up my mind that I had to have this monster in my cunt, no matter what!
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My efforts were rewarded, with a cock that stayed hard instead of loosing its firmness. I took my mouth off and held the shaft so he could not withdraw from the hole. I told Jill to hold it while I stripped off my shorts. I had to have that beautiful black cock in my pussy! I was absolutely crazy with desire, as I backed up to the protruding hunk of meat. I shuddered as I felt the head come in contact with my pussy lips. Once the head was lined up, I drove back against the wall feeling Jill’s hand as she pulled it out. I had taken Eddy’s monster with ease, and I went into a fantastic orgasm almost immediately as he began his thrusting into me. I have never felt so full in my life! It was the most fantastic feeling.
As I grunted and slammed my ass against the wall, trying to get as much penetration as I could, the door opened, and in came John, his cock was sticking out of his shorts, rock hard and straight out like a steel pole. Without saying a word, he came over to Jill, who dropped to her knees before him and began to suck his huge cock. I gasped and groaned loudly as I felt the thick black shaft disengage from my wet cunt. I slammed back against an empty wall. The door again opened, we had not thought about them having a key, as well as us.
Anyway, Eddy came in with his cock still glistening with my pussy juice! I laid on my back across the bunk, this brought my pussy to the edge as I spread my legs wide! Without any words exchanged, Eddy knelt by the bunk between my spread legs! In this position, he was just the right height to match up with my hungry slit. He wasted no time in reinserting his huge cock into my waiting pussy. When I felt him go so deep into me that he bottomed out, I screamed out my release and had a climax that seemed to render me unconscious momentarily.
As I began to slowly drift back to earth from the best and most intense cum, I have ever had, a warm sensation was at my pussy. As I looked down, I saw Eddy’s head and felt his tongue enter me and begin exploring my love hole. As I looked over at Jill, she was in the same position on the other bunk as I was, and John’s cock was going in and out of her cunt. Her legs were wrapped around his back and she was thrusting against him like a bucking bronco. She let out a small squeal and then she began to cum like crazy! Listening and watching them was all it took, Eddy’s tongue got a liquid bath as I came all over his face!
I watched as Jill now sat up in the bunk with John standing in front of her feeding her his cock! I looked down at Eddy who was still tenderly lapping at my wet pussy!
“Have you cum yet”? I asked
“No”
“Bring it up to my mouth”
I laid out on the bunk on my side as Eddy brought his hard black shaft to my mouth. I took the head and managed to get a couple of inches of the shaft into my mouth. I wrapped both hands around the shaft and still was not touching his pubic hair. That’s how long that monster was! As I sucked trying to bring him off in my mouth as a gesture of thanks for making me cum so beautifully, I felt the bunk sink down. And soon after, I felt John’s cock slide into my pussy and begin fucking me. Jill had told him to give me a two way.
I had never in my life had two guys at once, and it was pure heaven to be sucking one while fucking another. Jill helped by coming up and joining in at licking Eddy’s shaft and licking his balls. She began to verbalize, which drove me to a frenzy!
“I can feel his nuts tighten, he’s going to cum in your mouth”
“Cum Eddy, fill her mouth full of your hot cream”
Just then John let out a moan, his cock seemed to swell in my pussy and jets of hot fire shot into my cunt. I began to cum and had a hard time breathing around Eddy’s cock, but I wasn’t about to let it go now! I stayed in an orgasmic state for like what seemed forever, as John’s cock kept shooting into my pussy! Then Eddy announced that he was going to cum! The first spurt was so powerful and startled me so that my head pulled off of his cock. Before I could regain my sense, another huge spurt splashed against my forehead and went into my hair! The next one hit me in the chin and splashed all over my face. The next one didn’t get away, it felt sneeringly hot as it spurted onto my tongue! Eddy was unbelievable, his cock just kept spurting and spurting. Jill managed to pull it from me and she took the remainder of his sperm into her mouth. As I watched her throat bob as she swallowed, I was in awe at the amount she must be getting! I finally dropped back on the bunk, exhausted from all the action.
We finally left the barracks and went to the showers together, where we all fucked and sucked again before calling it a night. I just could not get enough of Eddy’s black penis, no matter what I did.
You can bet that next year, Jill and I will be at the camp again! But in the mean time, I still get Eddy’s cock and John’s whenever my husband is gone and they can fit it in around their wives. Sometimes I’ll just meet Eddy for lunch, since his office is pretty close to mine, lunch consists of me sucking him off in his car in a parking lot! And believe me it fills me up! I have been able to loose 7 Lbs. by having a hot sperm lunch! I LOVE IT!!!!!! I have even gone so far as jerk him off into a container, to get an idea of how much he
shoots. When he has not fucked his wife for about 4 or 5 days, he can provide 3 ounces of sperm. (I used liquor shot glasses as a measure). My husband supplies only about a half-ounce or so. Its such a treat to take Eddy’s load and drink him down. We rarely fuck anymore, due to my obsession with drinking his sperm. But he doesn’t mind! YOU WOULDN’T WOULD YOU????
The End !!!
This one more interesting (quite long story) …..should be about Fiction, Consensual Sex, Female exhibitionist, Hardcore, Mind Control, Males / Female . Title : Peepshow novice . Enjoy !!!
I found out in the end that exhibitionism turned Lynda on even faster than foreplay. The kind of guy she involved did not matter provided she could convince him whatever happened was all accidental. If his reaction was a look of pure lust her face would flush and you could tell, from the look in her eyes, her cunt was starting to flood. If it embarrassed him she enjoyed that too. She’d play coy, as if she was sixteen rather than twenty-three - willing but unavailable; virginal yet nubile. It would drive the guy crazy.
She admitted her weakness on our second date. It took until our fourth, when she did it in front of me for the first time, for me to believe her.
I had picked her up from her apartment in my car and we were stopped at the lights on the way to a restaurant. She had scattered little pinpoints of something that glittered brightly in her wavy blonde hair. Her low-cut evening dress was held up by thin shoulder straps and she was braless. The look was elegant, her make-up exquisitely done, and her cleavage deep and sexy.
I glanced towards her while I waited for the lights to change. What I noticed first was the middle-aged man in the Pajero next to us. He had pulled alongside, very close to our car, and was staring in through the window. The right strap of Lynda’s dress had fallen down her arms and the bodice had sagged on that side.
She could see the man out of the corner of her eye but pretended not to have noticed him, or the strap. She folded her right arm across her lap and at the same time sat upright in her seat. As a consequence, her pointed breast popped out of the collapsing top of the dress.
The man gaped, and I suppose I did too.
Lynda still pretended not to be aware.
The man and I watched her nipple start to harden and protrude, as if it was being teased manually.
She glanced across at him, looked down at herself, then back to catch his sheepish look. She put a finger to her bottom lip, as if not knowing what to do, and gave a good impression of being abashed. It made the continued exposure of her nipple and breast even more of a turn-on.
It all took only took a few seconds. Then she pulled the strap back up to her shoulder and covered herself. A car honked behind us. The light had turned green. The man and I reacted in unison. He threw Lynda one last longing glance and our vehicles separated in the traffic.
“I guess I forgot to put on a bra,” she commented.
I felt too stunned by the demonstration of her exhibitionism to say anything for a second. Her eyes were testing me. She wanted to hear me say something. “Then it’s lucky they look so great without support.”
She smiled at me in a pleased way. “I’m glad you think so.” She checked the cleavage for herself.
The restaurant was in a posh hotel, on the top floor. The lift operator was a male. We were his only passengers after the fifth floor.
Lynda contrived to drop her purse while looking in it. Her make-up spilt out across the lift floor.
“I’ll get it for you,” I offered gallantly while the lift attendant looked boredly on.
“No. It’s my fault,” Lynda insisted, “I’ll get them.”
I thought she’d kneel down but, instead, she bent over. She was not just wearing a short dress but a micro-mini that barely covered her butt when she was standing up. Since she had fabulous legs and loved to show them off, she could get away with it.
In the mirror, on the lift wall behind her, the reflected figure - bending over - was not wearing any panties. The attendant took a few seconds to notice, and then his eyes became riveted to the reflection, right up at the top of the back of her legs. He forgot I was there.
A lipstick had rolled near his feet. Lynda knelt down close to him on one knee and kept the other one raised. It brought the hem of her skirt virtually up to her hips at the front. She picked up the lipstick and held the same position while her eyes lifted up to catch his - looking down at her crotch. The tableau froze.
She waited just long enough for him to start to think she might actually be letting him look, then stood up and smoothed her dress into place.
The attendant could not stop giving her furtive glances for the rest of the trip to the restaurant level.
When we walked out of the lift, she gave him a cheeky smile, just before the doors closed. It said, “Now aren’t you lucky getting to see what you just did, and wouldn’t you just love to see more of it!”
I knew I would.
I had booked a table for four. Our friends were already seated. We joined them on the opposite side of a u-shaped bench seat. Smalltalk filled in the time after the wine steward had taken our order.
I felt Lynda’s hand tapping my leg. Our friends - very much in love with each other - were being openly affectionate and I thought Lynda wanted to hold hands. I took my left hand off the table when our friends weren’t looking and let Lynda take it. Instead of lacing her fingers in mine, however, she drew my hand under the table to her thighs and placed it between them about half way up.
They were soft, smooth and warm.
Lynda lifted the drape of the tablecloth onto her lap and moved forward to the edge of the seat. The tight hem of her skirt, which had until then pressed against my wrist like a tight cord, rolled back. I could now caress right up the yielding curve of her inner thigh. Lynda thrust herself against my hand eagerly when it flattened out across the crisp hair of her crotch. With her elbows on the table and her chin in her hand, she looked as if she was leaning forward intently to listen to what our friends were saying.
It was bizarre. I was sitting in a public restaurant with my hand secretly between my girlfriend’s legs, and she was laughing and carrying on a conversation with two friends across the table from us.
The edges of Lynda’s slit were wet from living out her fantasies in the car and the lift. She soon enveloped two of my fingers and started riding them with surreptitious movements of her butt and hips. Lubricant was flowing freely. Only the background music and conversation hid the sounds of her lapping cunt.
I saw the waiter approaching and Lynda flicked the tablecloth back to its normal position after I withdrew my hand. The guy almost dropped her plate in my lap. My order froze in mid air in his other hand. It arrived on the table very slowly while he stared beyond it. I followed the downward direction of his eyes. Lynda had replaced my fingers with hers. Mesmerized, the waiter bent over in front of me to straighten her cutlery, obscuring my view.
She thanked him for the service when he straightened up, and his face went red. He served our friends and then left reluctantly. I watched Lynda slowly withdraw her fingers (slippery with wet cunt juice) and draw her skirt down as she sat back. From the colour in her cheeks and the expression on her face, I guessed she had come silently while the waiter was looking. She dried her fingers on the cloth serviette, which she had slipped surreptitiously down to her lap. After that, she bunched it between her legs so that the back of her skirt would not get a wet patch. The waiter who cleared the table was going to get an olfactory surprise. I could already smell the muskiness from between her legs. I just hoped our friends couldn’t. They had started eating and seemed blissfully unaware of what had happened on our side of the table.
After dinner, Lynda suggested a nightcap at the bar. Our friends did not want a second drink for the road and decided to leave about fifteen minutes later. I stood up and Lynda simply swivelled round on the high bar stool, and we said our goodbyes.
As she sipped her drink, Lynda stayed facing away from the bar afterwards. I was leaning on one elbow, also watching the crowd, and chatting with her. A man came up and offered to buy us a drink. He introduced himself as Sam. Over the drink, he told us he owned a peep-show. He’d been looking for someone as beautiful as Lynda to replace a girl who had left. He couldn’t help noticing, he said, that while Lynda was sitting at the bar she was deliberately exposing herself to the people at the tables nearby. Her lack of underwear had been plainly, and enjoyably obvious. He wondered if she would be interested in making money from showing herself off.
“What would I have to do?” Lynda showed interest when I hadn’t expected her to. I’d thought she didn’t like people to think she was deliberately exhibiting herself.
“We have several booths for different tastes. Why don’t you come down to the peep-show,” Sam suggested. “I can explain there.”
“What sort of money would I earn,” Lynda asked, still thinking about it.
“There’s a special booth if you’re interested. You can negotiate direct with the client. If you’re good at it, and the clients like you, there’s a bundle to be made.”
She checked, “But they’d just be looking, right?”
“Basically.”
“What does that mean?” I was suspicious.
“Come to the peep-show with me and you can both see for yourselves.”
Sam showed us into a small room. It held only a sofa and chair, both facing a floor to ceiling window, and a washbasin to one side.
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“The clients come in there,” he pointed to the heavy curtains beyond the window. “You can both talk to each other. There’s a pick-up and speaker system on both sides of the glass.” He led us over to the window. “See this tray?” He paused for us to inspect it. “The Johns put their money in there. You can bring it through and count it to make sure they don’t cheat you.”
“They ask me to show myself and I set a price,” Lynda thought she caught on quickly.
“You’ll be naked all the time you’re on show. They pay to see that before they come in. It’s up to you to create a demand for other things.”
“Like?”
“Getting you to open your legs so they can see more.”
“So, the idea is to tease until they want more?”
“You’ll do well,” Sam flattered her.
“They just watch though?” I checked again.
“That’s up to Lynda.” He showed us over to one side of the window. There was an unobtrusive slot about four inches wide cut in it, with the edges padded. He explained to Lynda, “You can give them a hand or blow job through it - or even have intercourse if that’s what you like. Or they can lick you if you’re into that sort of thing. Some guys even like to shoot through it by themselves if you stand about here and tell them they can.”
I knew he meant they would shoot their come on her.Lynda surprised me by asking, “Will I be able to see them doing it?”
“If they get close enough to the light on this side. It stays dark on their side otherwise.” He took a control handset out of his pocket, “You can change the amount of light in here - there’s a dimmer and a spot.” He demonstrated for her. “It’s always worth a few dollars to light it up strategically for them.”
The idea seemed to excite Lynda.
“So I can let them do whatever they like, if I want to? Am I allowed to say no?”
“Just set a price they won’t want to pay. That way the client doesn’t feel cheated. They’ll go for something else. We don’t usually get millionaires,” Sam grinned.
I got the impression he knew Lynda was hooked as he watched her checking out the padded slot more closely. He eyed her speculatively, “Interested?”
“Only in being looked at. Not in that,” she nodded at the slot.
“The last girl started off that way, then progressed. She was a looker, like you. The guys couldn’t get enough of her, even though she never let anyone screw her cunt. She sure knew how to tease with it though!”
Lynda looked as if she was picturing her own performance.
“What do you think?”
“I don’t know…”
“Just give it a try? See if you enjoy it or not,” Sam encouraged her.
“You mean starting right away?” You could see the nervous tension in her face.
“Why not?” Sam asked. “You look hot for it.”
Lynda cut off what I was going to say. “I suppose I could, just once.”
“Good girl! You’ll be great. And you’ll be in control.”
I guessed he knew that latter inducement would be irresistible to her.
“What do I do?”
“Just get undressed and wait in here until a customer arrives, then it’s up to you.”
They both assumed my agreement. Sam paused at the door when he was ushering me out. “There’s a small thing…I noticed at the bar you don’t shave down there.” He was looking at the level of her crotch. “ Have you ever thought about showing off your cunt hairless? You know, really letting the men see it all?”
Lynda looked excited. He was playing her like a violin. I still couldn’t believe how he’d made her want everything he’d suggested.
“Bare pussy gets them all the time…There’s a razor in the cabinet above the wash basin if you want to use it - and a few other things you might want.”
Sam invited me back to his office. He switched on the TV after we entered. It turned out to be a closed circuit from the room Lynda was in. The camera was focussed in towards her from the customer’s point of view, but on her side of the glass. The picture was clear.
“I assumed you wanted to watch,” he said. Lynda had already stripped down to just her panties. As I watched her on the screen, the camera zoomed in on her breasts. “I thought she’d have nice tits,” I heard Sam say appreciatively. I realised he could control the camera with the remote in his hand. I felt too horny to object, so I took a seat to quietly watch from.
Lynda had, meanwhile, moved over to the cabinet to inspect what was inside it.
Lynda took out a can of shaving cream and a razor. “Good girl,” Sam said aloud. She spread a towel out to stand on and filled the hand basin with hot water. She was shaking the pressurised can when she remembered she still had her panties on. She slipped her hands under the waistband, slid them down almost to her knees, and stepped out of them.
She sat on the vanity unit with her legs spread in front of the mirror and her back to the camera. We had to imagine a lot of what she did after that, as there seemed to be only the one camera in the room. She was still working with the razor when Sam commented, “She must have a hairy one.” It had always seemed natural enough to me but I was aching to see what it would look like when she was finished. Finally, she edged her butt forward over the edge of the basin and started splashing water between her legs. She prepared to get down.
“Now show us,” Sam vocalised both our thoughts. She was still side-on, though, when she used another towel to dry herself. She kept it draped in front, as she came towards the hidden camera position, and sat on the sofa. We watched her open her legs there in direct view. She patted between them with the towel, perhaps making sure she was dry, or getting rid of the last of the shaving foam. Then she let the towel fall to the floor. Sam went in for a tight close-up. Lynda’s hand was already there, exploring the new feel of her hairless lips.
“Great job!” Sam said breathlessly. “See how well it exposes her slit?” He seemed to expect a compliment for his idea but I was too intent on what I was voyeuristically seeing without Lynda even knowing it.
Then she closed her legs, swung them up onto the sofa, and crossed them. She looked as if she was getting ready for her first customer. Sam must have had the same thought. He picked up the phone to let his receptionist know Lynda’s booth was ready for business. The pit of my stomach knotted with the prospect.
On the TV screen Lynda’s body stiffened. Someone must have come into the booth on the other side of the glass. Her eyes followed the customer.
“Do you want to tell me your name?”
“It’s David.”
“Hello, David. I’m…Lynette.” She was awkwardly silent for a moment. Then she let a hand slide up her side to cup her right breast and lift it. “Do you like my breasts, David?” She turned on her side towards him, but kept her legs on the sofa. “What would you like to do with them, David?” There was no answer. “I like to rub them with my hand,” she demonstrated.
“She’s forgetting to make him pay,” Sam said incredulously.Lynda had started to pinch and stretch her nipples for the unseen customer. “Is this what you like, David?”
“Yes,” it sounded breathless.
“Did you know I’ve just shaved my cunt, David?” She looked coy. “I’ve never done that before. It was a real turn-on. It feels very sexy between my legs - and bare.”
“Fuck she’s good!” Sam said from beside me. “If she’d only remember the money…”
Lynda kept her thighs together. “Do you like shaved pussy, David?” He must have reacted in some way; she added, “You do?” She smiled at him rewardingly.
“I’d like to let you see my newly bare cunt, David, but the boss says I have to charge.”
“You trooper!” Sam’s voice covered anything the customer had said.
“Yes, I really have just shaved it. At the wash basin over there.” She nodded with her head. “You’ll be the first to see it hairless.” She paused. “What would that be worth to you, David?”
They negotiated. She covered her crotch with the towel when she got up to collect the money he put in the two-way drawer built through the glass. She lay back the way she had been before and discarded the covering. “Are you turned on at the thought of seeing me, David?”
She slowly slid her bare foot up the side of her lower leg until her knee formed an arch and her loins were fully on show. You could just see the start of her slit disappearing into her outer labia. Where there would once have been a fluff of hair protruding there was now just bare skin.
She lifted her head to look towards the glass, “Do you like that, David … I can see you do.” She looked down at herself again, and then smiled sexily at him. Sam took the camera focus a little closer. She was using the muscles of her butt to gently push her genital area a little further forward for viewing. “Would you like to take your cock out and play with it…Yes, I’d like you too.” She waited. “That’s a beautiful cock, David. I’m happy I’ve made it so stiff for you.” She watched him. “Do you think I could make it even bigger?”
She listened to his muffled reply, and then paraphrased, “You’d like me to sit with my legs open?”
“She’s going to get some more money out of him!” Sam exclaimed to the screen approvingly.
I didn’t think so. She looked too turned on.Lynda swung her legs down. She edged her butt to the front of the sofa and started parting her knees. Sam was too busy zooming in to worry about the money anymore. Her thighs parted slowly, exposing more and more of her crotch until her outer genitalia were in full view.
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