“Could I kind of loosen something there for you?”
“Rand, darling, I’m here to be whatever you want me to be and do whatever you want me to do. All you have to do is to say the words.”
Disbelievingly, unbelievingly, as stunned as a billion to one lottery winner, I tugged at a bow at the top of her teddy and watched the scarlet material open up like the red sea to let the true believers have free passage. Like the Israelites, I was also beginning to feel like my guardian angel had finally gotten back on my case after one hell of a long vacation.
“Do you like what you see, Rand?”
Somehow, somebody had pushed a pool ball down my throat. “It looks like the promised land,” I croaked as we both looked at an exposed breast as though it was a work of art. Well, it sure was as far as I was concerned. A side order of heaven with a tight little cherry on the top.
“My turn now.”
“Uh!”
Conversation wise, I was doing about as well as a mentally retarded parrot. But there’s something about having a beautiful girl pulling down your pants which slows down certain parts of your nervous system and sends sparks through the rest of a guy’s neurons. Especially when you’ve known the girl seeking carnal knowledge of you about as long as it takes to boil an egg.
It suddenly occurred to me that maybe I’d had an heart attack or something already and died on the couch. Maybe this was the after life and it only looked like my apartment and Chloe was an angel sent as a kind of meeter and greeter. It didn’t seem like a bad theory but if I was right, and this was how they behaved in heaven, there were going to be some real surprised church leaders by and by, including the Pope and Billy Graham.
Naw, the one thing every religion on earth I’d ever agreed on was that God had no use for any kind of fun: if this was really the afterlife I was down below in the coal cellar and loving every minute of it so far.
The next minute didn’t disappoint either because Chloe knelt down in front of me, slid her hands between my legs and took each of my balls in her palms as gently if she was stealing eggs from underneath a sleeping chicken. My throat seemed almost as stiff as my cock as I tweaked the tips of her taut little boobs as though they were channel selectors and I was looking for the best show around.
It seemed like I’d already got it anyway because having foreplay with Chloe felt like I was caddying for Tiger Woods. I’d do the heavy work but when it came to the finer strokes of sexual technique I’d just have to stand by and watch an expert at work. Where in the name of Middle Earth had she come from and was there any chance at all of getting her to stay around?
“Rand, why don’t you help me take my top off?”
“Sure, sure.”
Again, it seemed like such a great idea I wondered why I hadn’t done it without being told to. But how come she knew my name when I knew her about as well as I knew Cleopatra? And how come she was stroking my chest with her fingertips like I was Tom Cruise and she was the president of his fan club? Was she at the wrong apartment, had she gotten me confused with somebody who was somebody? And why the hell was I worrying about things like that right now?
Well, the reason I was worrying about it was because when you’re making love to a normal kind of girl you don’t have to worry about her suddenly disappearing into a puff of smoke or turning into something with scales from the seventh circle of the pit, or taking off over the rooftops like Mary Poppins.
But even with a girl who may do any of those things what you can do while you’re waiting is to pull her down into your lap and nibble at her nipples. It’s the second best way of persuading her to stick around. And maybe this time I could get ahead of the game by suggesting the first best way of getting her in the mood for a real party.
“Chloe, how about I give you some tongue work?”
“Maybe you should sit me down on the couch, open my legs and see if I smile at you – maybe that’ll be a good clue.”
So I did, and she did, and it was.
I went at her pussy like an ant eater going after double rations but to tell the truth, there was more effort than inspiration about it. I guess as good as the average guy at giving head but I couldn’t claim I was giving my best performance right then. As crazy as it sounds, I was trying to remember if I’d brought home any old bottles or lamps recently. It’s strange how long some of those old TV shows can stick with you. The only difference was that, unlike Major goodie shoes Nelson, if I’d gotten a good looking female genie I’d screw her so hard and so often that she’d end up needing a corkscrew to get in and out of her bottle.
Chloe had been laughing when I first began but as I zeroed in on her clit and bounced it around like a balloon in a gale, she’d started gasping, then gently moaning.
I sneaked a look up at her face and nearly stopped what I was doing. Just for a second there, by some trick of the light, her face glowing with inner pleasure, Chloe did look like a genie might look. Well, if Barbara Eden was any guide anyway. And then I decided I’d better try and hold onto whatever shreds of sanity I still had left. But whether I was sane or mad, she was a beautiful and desirable woman, I knew that much for certain and I wanted to fuck her until I wasn’t fit for anything but hibernation.
Then her eyes opened and stared deeply into mine: “You’re a nice guy, Rand.”
“How do you know that?”
“I wouldn’t be here if you weren’t a nice guy.”
I couldn’t make any sense out of that and, anyway, it really wasn’t polite to talk with my mouth full. But I kept looking up and saw Chloe smiling at me that women sometimes do when they’re looking at somebody they’re really fond of. Her fingernails scratched playfully against my shoulders. This was a hell of a relationship, the best I’d ever been in, and only five minutes old!
“My turn again, Rand.”
“What?”
“It’s your turn to lie on the couch while I give your cock a hand job and then try to suck your brains out through the end of it. But only if you want me to, of course.”
I took a quick decision that I could probably live with that kind of treatment and lay back on the sofa as Chloe deftly finished stripping me. Then she knelt down beside me.
For a slip of a girl she had strong hands. She kept a grip on my shaft like a receiver taking a free ball and worked me up into a tight end with a few quick passes. I hadn’t had my meat beaten so hard or fast since I had a one night stand with a lady orchestra conductor from Pittsburgh. Although I’ve got to admit that she showed me a sure fire way of knowing Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony whenever I heard it beginning.
“Take it easy, Chloe, please. Just looking at you is enough to make me come … "
“No problem, Rand. You stay calm and quiet while I suck your cock and you think about the different ways you can fuck me.”
Yeah, great, that should really calm me down. Maybe I could think about something else while it was happening? Perhaps she’d only give me a few licks instead of the full treatment?
Huh! There were city sanitation trucks out there cleaning the drains which couldn’t suck as well as Chloe vacuum cleaned the top of my prick. And all I could do take my mind off sex was to play with her lovely little ass. I closed my eyes as well but that seemed to make it worse, then I opened them again and saw all that lovely blonde hair hanging down over my crutch and I moaned at the effort of holding myself back. Any guy this chick couldn’t raise was overdue for burying.
Just to see how human she was I slipped my fingers down and under to her cunt and ran them along where my tongue had been. Her legs instantly opened wider and I felt Chloe rubbing herself against my hand. It seemed like this was the time to start getting serious.
“Hey, Chloe, how about we fuck?”
“What a good idea.”
I put her down on the couch, grabbed her legs, lifted them up and apart, and then hesitated for a second. It’s not something I’d normally do with an opportunity like this wide open and waiting, but … curiosity is a very powerful emotion too.
“Who are you, Chloe? How did you get here?”
She smiled that kind of half secret smile again, put out her right hand, gripped my cock with her strong fingers and slid me into her: “Ask no questions, lover, just enjoy what comes your way.”
It seemed like as much information as I was going to get and anyway there were other things which needed urgent attention.
Somehow we quickly maneuvered ourselves onto the end of the couch, the woodwork groaning and Chloe softly moaning as I rammed my cock into her as deeply as I could. The muscles inside her which had been a barrier at first now held me tightly, squeezing and guiding the entire length of my shaft as it worked in and out of her lovely body.
“I’m your fuck toy, Rand, I’m your fuck toy. I love having you inside me.”
“You can’t be real, you can’t be!”
“Don’t I feel real, Rand?”
“Yes, but … ahhhh … if you were a real woman, about now you’d be complaining about the color the ceiling was painted.”
She giggled: “I don’t have a thing to complain about, lover, not as long as you keep fucking me like this. I’ll always be more of a real woman for you than that useless dyke bitch you just dumped.”
Now that was something which nearly stopped me dead in my strokes. How the hell did Chloe know about Jodie? Even if it was hearsay evidence: yes, Jodie’s sexual preferences were wide ranging, but the real truth was they hadn’t been wide ranging enough to include me for very long. She’d dumped me, not me her. But it wasn’t a point I felt like arguing about.
“It’s OK.” I gasped, “I’m starting to get over the pain now.”
Chloe’s fingers dug into my shoulders like claws: “Are you quite sure about that?”
“Yes!”
“How about letting me get over you. You sit down and have a rest break for a while.”
What the hell, the way this girl performed I didn’t care if we went forty minutes each way with a marching band in the middle. But what I did care about was a buzzing noise I heard as soon as her back was turned to me.
“What the fuck is that?”
“Only a vibrator, lover. To get me really moving for you.”
“Where the hell did that come from?”
“It was under a cushion on the couch. One of your other girls must have left it there.”
No way. I’m not a slob and I clean the apartment out properly every week. There sure hadn’t been anything hidden underneath the cushions on the couch the last time I’d been through the place: even more surely, there hadn’t been a girl in the place since.
“None of them could have!”
“Oh well, it must have been the maid then. Listen, am I boring you by being here, Rand?”
“No! No! Chloe, please stay. I don’t care if you pull an oscar out of your ass and make an acceptance speech, not as long as you stay here!”
“Oh well, that’s alright then.” She laughed like a little girl. “Now let’s see if I can both of us at once with this.”
I felt the tingling vibrations through her cent first as she squirmed around on my cock and the vibrator; then the tip of it nudged up against my balls. The shockwaves flowed up through them and into the top of my cock, driving it up and further into Chloe than I’d thought I could ever manage. But even if it was a personal best I didn’t throw her off, she stayed on top of me like a champion rodeo bull rider.
“Rand! I love you!”
I was real impressed with her as well, but I was getting sick and tired of being treated like a stupid kid, what with the way she’d been teasing me ever since she’d first appeared. Maybe some rougher treatment would shake the truth out of her.
I turned her round, impaled her straight down on top of my cock again and lowered her onto the floor like a rag doll. Then I grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard.
“Come on, Chloe. Who are you, how come you know so much about me?”
“Do you really want to hurt me, Rand?”
“No, I just … "
My voice dried up as I asked myself what the hell I thought I was doing. She was right, she was the best thing that had ever happened to me and already I was screwing things up between us because of my own stupidity.
I took my hands away from her boobs and instead used them to help support her weight.
“No, Chloe, I don’t want to hurt you – not ever.”
“But you want to know about me?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because I need to know if there’s any chance of seeing you again.”
“For a fuck, Rand?”
“For a life, Chloe.”
“OK, do me doggy style against the sofa and see if you can make me talk.”
I lined her up as she wanted and gave it my very best shot. Chloe threw back her head and yelped with joy, and then started talking.
“I’m Chloe Kickett. I was the little deaf girl you pulled away from behind a reversing truck outside my house one day. I’d have been killed if you hadn’t done that and risked your own life.”
“But … " I remembered what she was talking about, but I’d only been about nine then and the girl had been about the same age. The family had moved out of my street only a few months later, and the one thing I could recall for sure about Chloe was that she’d been as deaf as a post.
“I had an operation, I can hear fine now. And I heard you were having some problems. I wanted to help, I talked to Jodie. She said you two were definitely through but she still likes you. She gave me her key to your apartment. I came in yesterday when you were out and hid the vibrator. Then I came back today with a coat over me and left it in the hall as I came in.”
It was like being hit between the yes by a baseball bat: it was the truth, I knew it, but it was stranger than anything I could have imagined. That somebody could have done so much for me because of something that had happened so long ago!
I came into her like a stallion but I was so emotionally shook up by what she’d told me I was damned near sobbing. It was like being a kid myself again and feeling there was somebody you could get up close too and talk to without any worries, without any need to hide any of your weaknesses.
Then I felt her arm around my neck.
“It’s OK, Rand, we’ll fix things up – together.”
And that was when I knew for sure that Lady Luck hadn’t knocked on my door but had sneaked in anyway.
THE END
Toyoki Likes to Watch
As I hid in the closet of my own bedroom, I couldn’t believe I was about to go through with this. Sure it was my idea to have my wife fuck another man while I watched, in fact, I was the one who talked her into it. And it hadn’t been easy. Kasuna is a beautiful 28 year old woman that men lust after, but she’d always been faithful to me throughout our 3-year marriage. When I first suggested that she screw another man, she was outraged, even going as far as to threaten divorce. But I was persistent, and I eventually wore her down. Now here we were, actually about to go through with it and I was the one getting cold feet, while my lovely wife Kasuna couldn’t have been more excited!
She sat on the bed, naked, her smooth, tanned body primed for lovemaking. She smiled at me and giggled, like a schoolgirl waiting for her first crush to arrive at the door. I jumped a little when the door bell rang, and closed the closet doors. She winked at me and smiled as she headed to answer the door. In a moment, there were low voices—hers and the deep voice of a man. Then, low whispers, laughter, and finally, silence. I wondered if they must’ve been kissing. Then, I could hear her loud moans, and I KNEW they were kissing. Kasuna only made noises like that when she was extremely excited. After a few seconds, she brought the man into the bedroom, a muscular handsome man of about 25, tanned and already naked! He probably tore his clothes off the minute he saw her!
“I was surprised when you asked me over, Kasuna. Watching you workout in the gym every day, I never figured…”
“—Well, you figured wrong, Hikoroki. I’ve had my eye on you for weeks.”
“Sure your husband won’t be coming home?”
“I told you…I wouldn’t care if he were four feet away. I’d still fuck your brains out.”
They began kissing passionately, and Hikoroki started rubbing my wife’s already wet pussy. I couldn’t see exactly what he was doing, but her hips kept moving and grinding as he fingered her
“Your penis is a lot bigger than my husband’s,” she said.
“You sure it won’t hurt you?”
“I want it to hurt me. I don’t care how big it is, I want to take it all the way in!”
I was stunned! She’d always been gentle and easygoing in bed. This was a side of my wife I never knew existed. Hikoroki kissed Kasuna again, and she began to make noises. as his tongue filled her mouth. His hands rubbed her pussy even harder, and she returned the passion, pushing her hips down and twisting her hips to meet his touch.
“First, we’re going to play a little,” he said..
He laid Kasuna down on the bed, lifting one of her legs to his face.
He grabbed her goot, raising it to his face, and licked the arch of her perfect feet. He then stuck her big toe in his mouth and sucked. She giggled in delight.
“I’ve got something else you can play with, Hikoroki.”
Kasuna threw her legs wide open to reveal a sopping wet pussy, her juices covering part of her inner thighs. She was facing the closet to make sure I could see everything.
“Lick my pussy, please! I’ve fantasized about you eating my pussy raw ever since the first time we met and started talking in the gym. You are such a hunk, Hikoroki, and I’m desperate to have you make love to me!”
Hikoroki’s tongue first lapped up some of the pussy juice from her vaginal entrance, then slid his face upwards to her clit. It was bigger than Toyoki ever remembered, and nearly blood red. She let out a loud wail as his tongue passed over the bulbous love knob between Kasuna’s legs, flicking it with his tongue, then pulling it away from the inner lips with his teeth.
“Oh God!” she cried out. “Oh my God, Hikoroki! I love it!”
Hikoroki then sunk his face all the way into her pussy, lapping up and down, then stroking side to her across her clitoris. Sometimes, he’d make a circle around it with his tongue. This drove Kasuna to even greater extremes. She was nearly out of her head with pleasure. He sucked, and pulled, flicked and licked for what seemed like hours, with Kasuna almost in tears, she was so excited. Then came a series of throaty low moans from her mouth. Her hips bounced up and down involuntarily, in time to his sucking, and she came. Her thighs bucked wildly against the sides of Hikoroki’s face, then her hips thrust upwards, lifting her off the bed, and her pussy bucked forward into his waiting mouth. An animal cry, like nothing Toyoki had ever heard from her, exploded from her throat.
By this point, I couldn’t help getting a hard-on. It was everything I’d imagined and more! Watching this expert bringing my wife to one shouting orgasm after another was a major turn-on.
“Let’s 69,” he said, and they got into position on the bed. She made sure that her face was pointed in my direction. Kasuna wanted me to see every long stroke she made on Hikoroki’s giant cock. She took her time, too, slowly rising and falling on his shaft with her mouth, gradually taking most of it down her throat. She would look up at me as she did this, her face a curious mixture of pure lust and pure excitement. From my vantage point, I could even see Hikoroki’s head bobbing back and forth between my wife’s ass cheeks.
“I love it when you rim my asshole like that, Hikoroki! My husband never had the balls to do that to me!”
Their mutual suck fest went on for what seemed like hours. Kasuna’s hips bucked violently against his face in orgasm so many times, I lost count. But Hikoroki had incredible self-control. He still hadn’t come once.
Kasuna stood him up by the front of the bed, close to the closet door, her back to me.
“It’s time for you to come, Hikoroki,” she announced in that soft, sexy voice of hers.
“I was saving it up for this moment.”
“Oh, Hikoroki, that’s so sweet,” she cooed. “I want you to know that you can unload your sweet cock inside of me anytime, anywhere.”
And with that, she jumped on his hips, wrapping her legs around his waist. He manuvered to bring his dick in between her legs, and stuck it up her vagina, to the hilt, grabbing her ass cheeks. He began pumping inside of her, giving Kasuna the ride of her life.
Bro teebs_darklord tks for all the pics and story .. nice variations in image style … almost like the book n kama
sutra liao
After being fucked like she never had been,, Kasuna was reeling. Her head rolled back and forth and she didn’t seem to know where she was. Hikoroki took the opportunity to further her pleasure by laying her body onto the bed and contined shoving his huge dick into her well-oiled pussy as far as he could.. At first she was limp from exhaustion,, but then as he began pounding her g-spot, she came to life again, yelling and screaming Hikoroki’s name and every sexual curse word she could conjure.
“Fuck me! Yes, Hikoroki, fuck me hard! Stick your cock up there! Do me forever! Fuck me with that cock forever!”
Hikoroki continued pounding with piston-like motions, spurred on by Kasuna’s exhortations. Her head lolled back and forth, and several minutes passed of Hikoroki’s non-stop, intense, steady pumping.
With her back on the bed, Kasuna raised her legs, wrapping them around Hikoroki’s neck, and arching her hips. From this position, she could get a better angle to allow for much deeper penetration. She arched her back and squeezed her thighs, doing everything she could to suck his hungry dick deep into her snatch. With each inward and outward movement, she seemed able to take in more and more of Hikoroki. Kasuna matched his movements thrust for thrust.
Hikoroki was reaching orgasm now. Kasuna’s expert fucking was too much for the stud to handle. She guided his dick in and out of her pussy, moving her hips like a hooker, sucking the juices higher and higher out of his balls. When he did come, he thrust his hips involuntarily upwards.
“Kasuna! Yes! Oh, baby, yes! Oh yeah!”
And she matched his final thrust by pushing her hips down, rocking back and forth, then freezing to get a solid position on his dick as he came. As she watched his face in orgasm, it gave her another orgasm and they both climaxed at the same time. Her hips had lifted off the bed, while her head was thrown back and eyes rolled back in ecstacy. Then they collapsed together, kissing and fondling for another few minutes before falling asleep in each others’ arms. I was about to explode, and I desperately wanted Kasuna to do some of the things I’d seen her do with Hikoroki, but I had to wait.
When Kasuna and Hikoroki finally woke up, they chatted a while, not like a one-night stand, but like a couple of lovers. My wife sat on the bed, glancing at the closet door occasionally, angling her butt so I could see the sticky globs of Hikoroki’s semen that were still flowing out of her cunt.
“I want to make another date with you, Kasuna.”
“E-mail me something sexy and we’ll arrange a time and place. We’ll have to be discreet. I don’t want my husband to know.”
“Don’t worry.”
“I want to be your whore, Hikoroki” she said. “We can meet as often as you like, whenever you like. And I won’t get jealous if you fuck other women.”
After Hikoroki left, she yanked my pants down and began giving me an expert blowjob. But halfway through, she stopped and looked up at me, a strange glint in her eyes.
“Hikoroki and I are going to make another date, Toyoki. And I’m not going to tell you when. You can watch, if you want. But this time I’m going to let him fuck me all night long, as often as he wants, in any way he wants, and you’d better not interfere. Until further notice, you ONLY get blowjobs, but Hikoroki fucks me, and I give him blowjobs, too. Those are the new rules. Now,” she snickered. “What do you think of your little idea to have me fuck another man?”
I could only answer her in one way because I was stunned beyond words. I answered Kasuna by allowing her to finish her blowjob and by exploding a wad of come into her mouth. She laughed, after she had swallowed my juices and licked me clean. I laughed, too.
The End
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*Clasp Clasp* Bro teebs_darklord you the GOOD MAN !!! Now got two SUPER SOLID THREADS liao and I think by reading all your stories with pictures I got no time to post story also .
Keep up the good work !!!
Hahahahahahaa…Actually not so many stories lah…Your thread even more than mine….
Also for the interactive sex stories, will not be updating so often as very confusing to post…