This happened long ago–sort of, anyway, as you will see. Names have been changed, along with several details. The primaries in this story already know who they are, so any resemblance to you or anyone you know is almost certainly totally coincidental.
After being drugged by two women at a bar I am taken to an unknown location to become an oral slave
Please read the first chapter of “Straight Male Exhibitionist” before reading chapter two.
Hello. My name is Tom and I am an exhibitionist! Luckily for us exhibitionists there is no “Exhibitionists Anonymous.” We can just enjoy our perversion. I became an exhibitionist before I knew the meaning of the word. I have many stories to tell. Unlike most exhibitionist stories mine do not end with phony head jobs, hand jobs or wild sex. I don’t know why writers have to end with a fantasy sex scene. My stories are usually short and end with the audience leaving laughing and giggling. This makes me so horny that I have to jack off. I do not feel guilty or believe any of the psychobabble I read about. I do not try to shock anyone. The audience usually thinks they caught me unaware or by accident at first. I’ve talked with and emailed many straight male exhibitionists over the years. Most have experiences similar to mine. We all can spot the fantasy part of the letters.
In my first story I told how I heard my sister Terry say, “I saw Tom’s. It’s big and has hair on it.” This chapter takes place about a week later. During this time I had tried to figure a way to expose myself to them. I didn’t want to just drop my pants. I wanted them to see it while I pretended I was unaware of it.
The house we lived in was still partially under construction. In the unfinished basement there was a partitioned off space where we changed into our swimwear. I had tired getting caught naked down there, but that didn’t work. I was getting frustrated. Hearing the girls giggling about seeing my cook had given me the hardest hard on I had ever had. I knew I had to have that again.
We lived in the country. And a river flowed through the property, so we used to swim in the river everyday. Anchored about one hundred feet from shore was a large raft that we would all swim out to and horse around; loafing, jumping off and pushing each other off the raft.
One hot afternoon Ellen, Terry, Ruth and I swam out to the raft. I was wearing a pair of boxer type swim shorts with a full built in jock strap. While I was on my back getting a suntan I noticed all three of the girls had positioned themselves so that they could see up the leg of my shorts. This caused my cock to start swelling. It got as hard as it could in the confined space of the jock causing a large bulge and becoming very uncomfortable. I rolled off the raft into the water to swim awhile. Nothing was said about the bulge in my shorts.
Now I knew how I could expose my cock to them and make it look like an accident.
Later that day I went into the basement to remove my wet swim shorts and hung them up to dry.
While I was standing naked, hanging up my wet swim shorts my cock got rock hard, remembering the girls trying to see my cock. I had to jack off before I could get my pants on.
Planning my next move, I searched around until I found an old pair of boxer type swimsuit of mine. They were a little tight but still usable. I took them upstairs to my room and using a pair of scissors, I cut away part of the jock so my cock would be partially visible while I was lying on my back. I wasn’t sure what I was doing at the time and didn’t want to frighten the girls so I figured I would just give them a little peek.
The next day I went down into the basement and changed into my altered swim shorts leaving my good ones hanging on the line. And then the three girls and I swam out to the raft. We did our usual horsing around. When I lay down on my back the girls were still in the water. They all swam to the edge of the raft where they could see up the leg of my shorts. And as soon as they started looking at my cock, it started to get hard. As it slid part way down my right leg, I placed my arm over my eyes and pretended to doze off. The girls were whispering and giggling. I now wished I had cut the whole support out of the shorts. This was going better than I had hoped. My cock still could not get all the way free and again this became uncomfortable. Again I rolled off into the water.
We continued swimming and talking, the girls not saying a thing about the little show I put on.
That day I hung up my wet altered shorts next to my good ones on the line. I planned on tearing out more of the support once they were dry. Once again, I had to jack off to get my clothes on. I was amazed at how turned on I got every time they peeked at my cock.
The next two days were Saturday and Sunday. Our parents, and our uncle and aunt were home so we behaved ourselves. Come Monday, when I went to put on my swim shorts I noticed my good ones were missing and only the altered ones were there; but someone had torn out a little more of the support. I myself hadn’t had time to do it over the weekend. But the girls had just changed into their swimwear while I waited upstairs. It seemed to me that they had left a clear message.
Now that I knew they were also enjoying our little “Let’s pretend” game, I carefully tore out ALL of the support. There would not be anything hidden. I could feel the breeze on my cock and balls as I walked with the girls towards the riverbank – in fact I had to be careful my cock didn’t hang out in full view! Again we all swam to the raft, and while they were in the water I climbed up onto the raft. As soon as I could I was on my back with my legs spread wide. I could tell my cock was in full view of the three girls in the water; by the way they were hovering around the edge of the raft. The girls were whispering and giggling again.
I placed my arm over my eyes, as if to shade them from the sun. I shifted around until I could see the girls looking up the leg of my shorts. I felt my cock starting to get hard as soon as they looked at it. They continued whispering and giggling as they climbed aboard the raft, and moved in for a closer look. My hardening cock rapidly slid down my leg. When my cock moved out of my wet shorts, I could feel the hot sun on it. The harder it got the more heat I could feel from the sun. I peeked out from under my arm to see that the girls were staring at my hard cock with rapt attention.
Now that what they had been trying to see was right there in front of them; they were no longer whispering or giggling. They just silently stared at it. I wished I could know what they were thinking and feeling, but they didn’t look shocked or frightened. All three of them had small smiles on their faces. Their smiles really made me horny. They were obviously enjoying looking at my hard cock as much as I was enjoying exposing it to them.
I could feel the cool wet material of the swim trunks on my balls and the still unexposed part of my cock. Because the wet shorts constricted part of my hard cock, it could not stand straight up or flop up onto my stomach. My cock was soon as hard and as big as it was going to get. It was pointing up high enough that I could easily see the head and part of the shaft as I peeked from under my arm. I could also see the girls’ faces as they stared at the big hard cock.
I felt great. They were really turning me on as all three of them watched my hard cock throb. It was as if their eyes were caressing it. We all seemed to be enjoying this. I shifted around a little now and then until I couldn’t get any more of my cock out into view. The looks on the faces of the girls told me they were happy to be seeing what was sticking up in front of them. The sun felt great. I could feel the cool breeze moving across the pre-cum on the head of my cock. I felt the pre-cum running down my cock. I knew the three of them had to be watching the pre-cum puddle grow on the raft. I had never felt so turned on.
My plan had worked. My cock was fully exposed to the three girls. I had a rock hard, hard on. What was I going to do now? I realized that I hadn’t thought this plan through to the end. I could see the three girls looking at my erect throbbing cock. Should I pretend to wake up and see what would happen? If I did, that would end the game of “Let’s pretend” that we had been playing. Would they be embarrassed that I caught them looking? Would they pretend to be upset?
Even with these thoughts going through my mind my cock remained hard and throbbing. Before I could decide, my body solved the problem. I felt something I didn’t expect; I felt as if I was going to cum. All I could think was “Oh my god! It feels like I’m going to have a wet dream while I’m fully awake.”
As the girls watched I shot a load of cum right toward them. Their eyes got wider than I had ever seen them as they sat there with their mouths hanging open. I could feel my cock throb and squirt load after load of cum. Once I knew my cock was drained of cum and started to wilt, I pretended to wake up. I acted as if I was confused. “What happened”? I asked. They all started talking and pointing at once. “What caused that?” they asked, pointing at a very large white puddle of cum on the raft between my legs. I told them I was sorry they had seen that happen. I explained that I must have had a wet dream. Then I had to explain about wet dreams. Then they wanted to know what I was dreaming about. I told them I didn’t want to talk about it. I promised to tell them someday if they promised not to tell anyone what they had just seen. They readily promised.
I rolled off into the water. They followed me into the water. All four of us splashed water onto the raft to clean off the rapidly drying cum. When the raft was clean we swam home.
One thing was a relief, this time after hanging up my wet shorts; I did not need to jack off to fit into my clothes.
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Mr. Dan did a favor for his next door neighbor by picking up her daughter and friend from a soccer game. Raining for the last hour, the girls were soaked and ready to go home.
The second chapter , I hope you enjoy comments welcome
Harry Potter and the Sword of Gryffindor
Chapter Twenty: Train Rides and Mad Monkeys
Disclaimer: Not mine, I own nothing. I’m not making any money.
WARNING: Harsh Language, adult themes, sexual situations (i.e. smut), bad spelling and grammar.
Author’s Notes: This story is a broad farce with over the top humor (a good deal of it is crude and sexual) and OOC actions (that’s Out Of Character if you don’t know). Also, this is my first smut-ish fic. If you don’t like sex and sex-based humor, do NOT read this!
Chapter Twenty: Harry and Hermione face off against the Death Eater Threat and then face off against their dry spell.
“Awww…. Did we interrupt?” the Death Eater asked mockingly as he pointed at Harry’s crotch. Harry looked down at his lap and found/ ‘Harry, Jr.’ sleeping in the open air, oblivious to the danger around it. Of course, ‘Harry, Jr.’ /didn’t really give a damn about the danger. The organ was pleased as punch that it had finally gotten to play with Hermione after such a long dry spell and nothing else mattered. As quickly as he could, Harry stuffed his penis back into his trousers.
A scream sounded from somewhere on the train behind the Death Eater. It was clear that there had to be other Death Eaters throughout the train and that they were terrorizing the students. Somehow, they had broken through the various wards and protections around the train and were able to board it.
Two more Death Eaters stepped over the rubble that used to be the door and walked into the Head Compartment. With a growl, Hermione stood and boldly leveled her wand at the first Death Eater. Harry went to pull out his wand but found it missing. Looking around, he spotted it lying against the wall about four feet away. The wand must have popped out of his pocket and rolled away when the train came to a screeching halt.
“Ooooh, doesn’t she look mad,” one of the Death Eaters who had just entered said with fake fear. In all honesty, Harry wouldn’t have been surprised to see steam shoot out of Hermione’s ears she was so angry.
“Why is she so upset?” the third asked with no sincerity.
“It looked like the Boy Who Lived was about to shag her,” the first Death Eater informed his cohorts.
“But…. but I thought… isn’t Potter gay?” the second Death Eater asked in confusion.
“Yeah, he and that Malfoy boy are supposed to be an item,” the third voiced.
“Maybe she was trying to/ ‘convert’ /him,” the first offered.
“I’ll give you three seconds to leave,” Hermione threatened. Her voice was dripping with malice and her face was twisted in anger. Harry slowly inched his way toward his wand while the three Death Eaters had their attention on Hermione.
“My, oh my,” the first said lightly. “I was right; this little witch was about to try and sway the poof away from Malfoy with her feminine wiles.”
“One,” Hermione counted off.
“And she’s a little worked up over it isn’t she?” the second added.
“Deary, he’s a lost cause,” the third pointed out.
“Two,” continued Hermione.
“The boy obviously likes sausage,” the first stated.
“No box lunch for that one,” the second commented.
“Three,” Hermione said and then incanted the Stinging Hex: “Mordeo Acuo!”
/ /Normally, a Stinging Hex would be nothing more than a mild annoyance. But this would be the first time Hermione had cast this simple hex since she had performed the power boosting ritual with Harry. Needless to say, this (quite pleasurable to Harry) ritual would increase the effectiveness of the Hex. Added to this, Hermione was pointing her wand at someplace that could cause a lot of pain no matter how powerful the hex; the first Death Eater’s groin. Apparently, Hermione was quite irate that they had interrupted her and her selection of a target gave proof of her current mindset.
The Death Eater dropped to the floor clutching his bits and screamed. At first, his scream was manly; a deep, rumbling cry of pain. But very rapidly, the scream got higher and higher. It had gotten so high pitched that it hurt Harry’s ears and he reckoned that dogs all along the countryside were howling madly at the odd noise.
The two other Death Eaters looked in fear at their fallen comrade for a full three seconds. Then, in unison, they both looked at Hermione for one second. And finally they looked at their own crotches in dread before slowly backing out the ruined door.
“Sorry about the interruption, Miss,” the second Death Eater said with nervous politeness.
“Yes, please continue as if we were never here,” the third added with and equal amount of cordial fear. It was clear that neither of them wanted to suffer the same fate as the Death Eater who was still screaming shrilly on the floor. As they left the compartment, one of the retreating Death Eaters tried to make amends by magically repairing the ruined door.
“I’ll put up a/ ‘do not disturb’ sign up,/ for you two,” one stated through the door. “That way no one will bother you again.”
Another terrified scream filtered through the door and Harry shared a look with Hermione. Even though they both wanted to end their dry spell as soon as possible, they knew it would be wrong to do so when the other students were in trouble. /’Harry, Jr.’, /who had just woken up, was arguing that the students could handle things themselves. But Harry ignored his organ’s protest and fetched his wand.
Hopping over the injured Death Eater – who was now curled up in a tight ball while clinging to his… well, balls – Harry and Hermione dashed out of the Head Compartment. The first car they entered had two Death Eaters in it. Each villain had a young witch under each arm and Hermione quickly dispatched them with two powerful Stunners that sent the Death Eaters crashing into the wall. Harry quickly conjured some chains and bound the villains before heading further down the train.
In the next car, Harry found Ron and Luna – still polyjuiced to look like Hermione – tying up three more Death Eaters. Ron looked quiet upset as he tied up one Death Eater. As Harry and the real Hermione rushed passed their friends, Harry noticed that even though Ron and Luna were wearing their school robes, they were noticeably naked underneath. Unfortunately for Harry’s sake, he was also able to tell that Ron was still fully aroused. Harry guessed that the married couple only had enough time to do the deed twice, which just meant that Ron was just getting started, before they were attacked. The unfortunate interruption accounted for Ron’s temper.
The third car Harry and Hermione entered only contained frightened students huddled in various compartments. Some pointed toward the opposite end of the car and muttered, “They went that way.”
Glancing outside the window Harry noticed that the train had stopped on a bridge over a large valley and that the earth was a hundred feet below them. The Death Eaters must have chosen this spot for their attack because it ruled out any chance for the students to hop off the train and run away. The students were effectively trapped.
In the fourth car, Neville and Ginny were facing off against one Death Eater. Apparently, the villain had disarmed both Neville and Ginny. But being unarmed did not stop the two teenagers. Neville had a hold of the Death Eater’s collar and was throwing the villain back and forth between two walls. The Death Eater was bruised and bloodied and was shouting “OW! STOP IT!” repeatedly as he hit the walls. Ginny kept busy by occasionally slapping the Death Eater as Neville tossed him about.
“Harry, they’re trying to take the younger students,” Hermione announced as they rushed toward the last car. Harry had noticed that two more girls had been huddled next to Neville as he continued his violent and very physical assault on the Death Eater. He didn’t know why they wanted children, but Harry was determined to stop them.
When Harry and Hermione entered the final car, they found four Death Eaters attempting to mount brooms. Each one was carrying a bound first or second year. Harry quickly leveled his wand at the Death Eaters’ heads and shouted “Stupefy!” while focusing on his love for Hermione.
A red arc erupted from Harry’s wand and collided with three of the Death Eaters. Harry had aimed high in order to avoid hitting any of the girls, but he had missed the fourth thug. The fourth Death Eater hopped on his broom and started to take off. Hermione reacted quickly and hit him with a Stunner. The Death Eater pitched off his broom and landed on the steps but unfortunately, he dropped his hostage. Realizing that the girl was going to fall into the chasm below, Harry jumped out of the car and grabbed onto the girl’s hand as she started to plummet into the ravine.
“I’ve got you,” Harry grunted and pulled the screaming girl back onto the train. Once inside the train, the tiny girl grabbed onto Harry as if he was the only thing stopping her from falling to her death. She wrapped her arms around his chest and her legs around his waist and refused to let go.
Now that the immediate threat was over, Harry decided to check on his fellow students and the captured Death Eaters. He and Hermione went from car to car and they re-stunned the Death Eaters as they passed. The couple, as Head Boy and Girl, would also speak words of comfort to the most frightened students. It was fairly difficult for Harry to do this for two reasons. First, he wasn’t a wizard of many words and his idea of comforting the younger students was to say something along the lines of, “You’ll be okay.” Which really doesn’t work very well on a screaming eleven year old. The second thing that made his task difficult was that the girl Harry had rescued was still firmly wrapped around his body. He had to lumber from car to car with a first year clinging to his midsection.
A team of Aurors arrived shortly after Harry and his friends dealt with the Death Eaters. They told Harry that the Express stopped because the Death Eaters had removed several feet of rail further down the track. Then the villains had used various counter-charms to negate the protection around the train and entered.
The girl wrapped around Harry had still refused to let him go by the time the Aurors repaired the tracks and the train started its journey once again. This meant that even when the Death Eater threat had been neutralized, the prisoners had been removed, and the train continued on its trek to Hogwarts, Harry was not able to properly ravish Hermione. Harry was a patient man, but he hadn’t gotten a chance to play with Hermione for a while. Added to this, Harry felt strangely energized by the battle with the Death Eaters. He felt as if he had loads of extra energy that was demanding to be used. That, and he was literally hard as a rock. Harry considered for one short moment stunning the frightened girl so he could have his way with Hermione. But he begrudgingly realized that it would be bad to do such a thing to the poor girl.
When the Express had finally arrived at Hogsmeade station, Hagrid had to pry the girl off of Harry. Of course the girl just clamped onto Hagrid.
After he was freed of the girl, Harry eyed the Threstral drawn carts happily. Even though the ride to the castle was short, he and Hermione could perform what is colloquially known as a “quickie.” But alas, Harry’s plan was aborted again. Just as he started to kiss Hermione and fondle her breast through her robes, Neville, Ginny, Ron, and Luna piled into the cart after them.
“Isn’t there another cart you could’ve taken?” Hermione asked. It was clear that she too wanted to spend some time alone with Harry; even if it was just a/ “quickie.”/
“Did you see what Neville did?” Ginny said with a mixture of pride and excitement. “The Death Eater used a Disarming Hex on him. But that didn’t stop him, no! Neville just ran up to the ponce and punched him in the jaw!”
“That’s nice,” Harry murmured dispassionately. He was happy that Neville dealt with the Death Eater, but he was upset that he wasn’t able to take Hermione. Harry was also a little concerned that his friends would notice his aroused state, even though his robes were doing a good job of concealing it./ ‘Harry, Jr.’ was standing proud in his trousers. The organ was trying to convince Harry to take Hermione right there in front of their friends. Harry imagined his appendage pleading with him: “Go on, they won’t mind. Besides, you’d just be proving to them how much you love her!”/
/ /”Ronald performed a wonderful Impediment Jinx,” Luna announced.
“It wasn’t as good as Ginny slapping that Death Eater around,” Neville countered.
“I’ve never seen someone use a Sponge-Knees Curse as good as Luna did,” Ron added.
“Neat,” Hermione breathed out, sounding like she too was regretting their friends’ arrival as much as Harry did.
When they finally arrived at the castle, the first years were quickly sorted. Then McGonagall gave a lecture. She said something about how Aurors would be guarding the castle and that the wing where the Room of Requirement was located had been blocked off earlier in the day. She reassured the students that the attack on the train earlier was a fluke and that the castle was impenetrable.
Harry wasn’t paying too much attention to what the Headmistress was saying. Instead he was focused on his girlfriend who was equally focused on him. It was clear that she was just as eager as he was. Her eyes were dark with lust and Harry couldn’t wait to be alone with her.
Then a very happy thought came to Harry. This was the first night Harry and Hermione would be spending in the Head Boy and Head Girl apartments. In just a few minutes, they would be alone. Right after the Welcoming Feast, Harry would be making love to Hermione; their first time after a prolonged dry spell, without fear of interruption.
Professor McGonagall ended her speech and food magically appeared on every table. Harry wolfed down his meal in a few gulps. Once he had satisfied his hunger, he grabbed Hermione’s hand and said “Let’s go find the Head Boy and Girl’s chambers!”
Harry started to stand up, but Hermione tugged him back down.
“We have to wait until the feast is over,” Hermione pointed out.
The raven haired wizard groaned pitifully. He wanted to make love to Hermione and the damned feast was stopping him from doing so. He glared at his fellow students, silently willing them to eat faster so that the feast would be over. Harry shot a hateful eye at a group of fourth year Hufflepuffs who were talking instead of finishing their meals.
‘Damn then,’ /Harry thought bitterly to himself. ‘They’re dragging this out on purpose. They know the longer they take to eat the more I suffer.’/
/ /Finally, after what felt like hours, McGonagall declared the feast over by announcing that everyone should head to their Common Rooms.
“Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, a word,” McGonagall called out.
Harry fought the urge to shout/ “HELL NO!” /and run out of the Great Hall with Hermione in tow. But Harry realized that doing so would be terribly rude. So, he forced himself to shuffle up to the Headmistress.
“Here is a map leading to your chambers,” McGonagall said as she handed Hermione a piece of paper. “As Head Boy and Girl, a house-elf has been assigned to you. I took the liberty and selected Dobby to be that house-elf. He has a small room in-between your rooms. The password to get into the chamber is ‘Bubblerboth’.”
Harry was happy with the Headmistress’ choice of elf; Dobby wasn’t part of the house-elf sect that wanted to kill Harry for deflowering the Great One. And Hermione would be happy that Dobby was chosen because he was the only house-elf being paid.
“Now, you two need to be up early in the morning, so don’t stay up too late,” McGonagall said with her now-patented saucy wink.
“Don’t worry, we won’t,” Hermione said rapidly before grabbing Harry’s hand and ran out of the Great Hall.
The two lovers dashed through the halls. Harry was quite surprised;/ ‘Harry, Jr.’ /was still very hard. Even after all this time and McGonagall’s wink, he was still erect! Harry thought with amusement that he must have looked like something akin to a divining rod as he ran to his new room.
They rapidly approached a door with the Hogwarts crest carved on it. Hermione said “Bubblerboth” and threw the door open and entered.
If Harry had bothered to take the time to look around him, he would have noticed that he and Hermione had entered a small room, about a quarter the size of the Gryffindor Common Room. He would have also noticed a comfy couch, two comfortable looking chairs, two desks for homework, and a fireplace along with two doors placed on either side of a small door. But as stated previously, Harry wasn’t paying attention to his surroundings. No, his mind was firmly set on the task of making Hermione a very satisfied witch.
The moment they entered the room, he pushed Hermione onto the couch and leapt on her. He kissed her passionately, their tongues played in each others mouth. While they kissed, Hermione tugged at her clothes while Harry pulled his own off. Once they were both mostly naked (Harry still had his trainers and socks on and Hermione had her skirt hanging off of one of her ankles) Hermione commanded with a smile “Get to work.”
Harry was getting so used to activating his Parselmouth ability that he found himself not even needing to close his eyes. He slowly slid down Hermione’s body while hissing softly, which just caused goose-pimples to blossom all over her milky flesh. As he lowered himself between her legs, she started to make soft mewing sounds in anticipation. Her soft mewing instantly turned into a very enthusiastic/ “YES!” /the moment his tongue and love magic touched her flower.
He twirled his tongue around her bud and Hermione clamped her legs around his head reflexively. She squeezed her legs tighter when he gently pried apart her petals and ran his tongue up and down the inside of her labia. The brunette witch – although from Harry’s current viewpoint it would be more accurate to describe Hermione as “the completely shorn witch” – didn’t last very long. Apparently, she had wanted to end their dry spell just as much as Harry did. And just as Harry came a lot when Hermione pleasured him in the train, she erupted like a fountain. She had obviously been building up a lot as well.
“SWEET BABY MEAVE!” she cried out as her orgasm struck her. Harry lapped up her love happily.
Hermione relaxed her legs, freeing Harry to climb back up her body. The two lovers locked eyes and she reached down and guided Harry into her./ ‘Harry, Jr.’ /was so happy to be back where it belonged that it almost started crying a few seconds after it slid into Hermione’s flower. Thankfully, the organ fought the urge to finish early and valiantly continued.
“Talk dirty to me,” Harry whispered in Hermione’s ear.
Clearly, Hermione was more than happy to comply with Harry’s request. Her mouth spewed such foul and creative phrases as/ “ram me,” “I’m a dirty witch who needs to be spanked,” and many naughty words like “fuck” and “pussy” (a word which Harry was almost positive that she didn’t use in reference to Crookshanks). And added to Harry’s enjoyment, when he warned his lover that he was about to climax, she loudly demanded that he should do so in her because she wanted to be a “messy witch!”/
With both lovers panting and momentarily satiated, Harry pulled out of Hermione.
“Well… that… was… fun,” commented Hermione in between pants.
“Yeah… it… was,” Harry breathed out.
Then our hero discovered something unusual. Generally, when/ ‘Harry, Jr.’ was done playing, it’d trot off to bed for a kip. Harry was quite surprised to see his organ was still awake and…. ahem/… up for another go.
“It would be a shame to let that go to waste,” Hermione said as she eyed Harry’s erect state.
“A dreadful shame,” agreed Harry.
What followed could be best described as/ “Mad Monkey Sex.” Both made odd noises consisting of “oooh’s,””aah’s,” “eee’s,” and half a dozen “ook’s”. They also didn’t just restrain themselves to using only the couch. No, they tried to “break in,” /so to speak, as many pieces of furniture as possible. After they left the couch, Hermione was bent over one of the desks, a position that Harry thoroughly enjoyed because it gave him the opportunity to massage and fondle her round bottom as he took her from behind (and to Hermione’s pleasure, he got a few good, hard swats against those heavenly cheeks). A few moments later found Harry lying on the rug in front of the fireplace while Hermione rode him like a pony; another position that Harry found enjoyable because it gave him the chance to stroke and rub her boobs. After that, Harry took Hermione as she lay across the other desk, a position that couldn’t have been comfortable for Hermione. But judging by the happy sounds she was making and her cheers of “YES,” “RIGHT THERE!” and “FASTER,” Hermione didn’t seem to mind the hard desk pressing into her back. And at one time, both Harry and Hermione were somehow dangling from the chandelier.
Unlike their first go at lovemaking that night, Hermione climaxed. And she did so before Harry did. Harry knew that she had an orgasm because he felt her inner walls clamp down around him. That and she cried out her usual idiom when it happened: “SWEET BABY MEAVE!”
Harry came shortly after she did. Both of them were dripping with sweat – amongst other liquids – and breathing heavily at this point. Harry was beyond satisfied. Not only did he and Hermione put an end to their dry spell, but they nearly made up for any lost time in just one session. He was proud of his accomplishment but he was also ready to fall asleep. Twice in a row is very tiring for a bloke.
However, even though he was ready for a long rest,/ ‘Harry, Jr.’ wasn’t even slightly sleepy. The messy member looked up at Harry with its one eye as if it was proudly declaring /”I’m ready for another round, sir!”
/ /”Bloody hell!” exclaimed Harry.
Then Hermione made a noise. It was soft and rapid. Harry didn’t hear it clearly, but he could have sworn that she had just said/ “yippee!”/
/ /”What was that?” asked Harry.
“Oh, nothing really,” Hermione said with a very happy grin. He gave her a disbelieving look and she defended herself. “I was just commenting that all that adrenaline you had during the fight with the Death Eaters must be giving you this virility.”
“Do you think it’ll ever go down?” Harry asked.
“Hopefully not anytime soon,” Hermione uttered under her breath.
“Excuse me?”
“Sit on the chair and let me take care of that,” commanded Hermione. The tone of her voice told Harry that it would be best not to argue with her. So Harry obediently sat in the chair and Hermione promptly straddled him. She started by slowly raising and lowering herself on Harry. Then, after a bit, she increased her pace. Next, she began to grind and gyrate on/ ‘Harry, Jr.’ /in new and interesting ways. Hermione was making sweet and enjoyable sounds as she moved up, down, this way, and that. Harry just sat back and enjoyed the show.
“Hermione… I’m… gonna…” Harry began to warn her.
“Not just yet, Harry,” she moaned out. “I’m almost there.”
Harry fought it with all of his might. His face screwed up in concentration and he hoped that Hermione wasn’t lying, because he was about to lose his fight and cum.
“Oh… oh… oh…” Hermione panted.
Harry fought the urge to shout/ “Would you just finish already!”/
/ /”So-o-o close,” she muttered. “Almost… there.”
Sweat poured off of his body and he grunted. He was now starting to hurt. His body begged for release.
“Oh, Merlin Harry,” she cried. “Now, do it now.”
With a shout, Harry let go and Hermione screamed once again. She collapsed on him and her body shivered with delight.
They sat there silently, basking in each others’ warmth for some time. Then Hermione began to giggle softly in Harry’s ear. That’s when he noticed that he was still hard inside of her.
“Damn my virility,” Harry murmured in exhaustion.
“Looks like someone’s up for round four,” she said joyously and began her luscious grinding once again.
To Be Continued
Author’s Notes: Sorry about the long delay. My inspiration was chased away by issues with real life and it is slowly coming back to me.
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The second chapter of “The Beast Within”, a story about a young man bitten by a wolf who then transforms into a beast. He seeks out the nearest person to unleash his desires upon… His Mother. The second chapter takes place from the point of view of the mother.
This is a Romance with a little bit of sex.
It was a dark and stormy night…
I would appreciate comments, suggestions, and any kind of input that you, the reader, would like to comment on. Please don’t criticize me on grammar or punctuation. I did look over my work but I’m not going to find every single error in my paper. But again, please comment, I would appreciate it.
It has been a while…. I hope this long story is interesting enough for you all… as always comments are appreciated
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My second story. I like to think I’ve gotten better, and this one is in the third person narrative.
Brad’s first time will be a hard act to follow!
A guy went to a travel agent and tried to book a two week cruise for himself and his girlfriend.
The travel agent said that all the ships were booked up and things were very tight, but that he would see what he could do.
A couple of days later, the travel agent phoned and said he could now get them onto a three day cruise.
The guy agreed and went to the drugstore to buy three Dramamine’s and three condoms.
Next day, the agent called back and said that he now could book a five day cruise.
The guy said, “I’ll take it,” and returned to the same pharmacy, to buy two more Dramamine’s and two more condoms.
The following day, the travel agent called yet again and said he could now book an eight day cruise.
The guy agreed, and went back to the drugstore. He asked for three more Dramamine and three more condoms.
The pharmacist looked sympathetically at him and said, “Look, if it makes you sick, why do you keep doing it?”
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Part one wasn’t very good but this part I hope will be better.
He took my hand and put his hands around my waist and lifted me up off my feet. He lightly placed me down on the four-wheeler. He put the blanket on my lap and sat in front me. At this time, I was breathing very heavily in excitement. He turned around and pecked me on the lips and revved up the four-wheeler. I then put my arms around his waist.
I hugged him really tight and pressed my breasts on his back. I then started to move my hands slowly down to his crotch. I played with his zipper, teasing. I moved my hands towards his waist again and started to lightly lift his shirt so I could get my hands on the button on his pants.
I then started to unbutton his pants and unzipper it. I could automatically feel the buldge in his boxers. He then lifted his hips up so i could get his pants down a little bit. Once his pants were a little above his knees, my hands directly made their attention to that interesting buldge in his boxers.
I started to feel his boner outside his boxers then I put one hand in and started to stroke it. By now I bet he couldn’t hardly pay attention to the road for he was swerving back and forth now and then. I kept stroking it though and lightly fondled with his balls. Then, he stopped.
He stood up and looked at me. I examined his beautiful face, and then I realized, he was practically breathless. He reached his hand out for mine and helped me off the four-wheeler. I stared at him for a short while then he took my face into his hands and started to kiss me very passionately. He broke the kiss and smiled. I never really got the chance to examine my surrondings until then.
“Wow! This place is absolutely beautiful!” I said.
I have never seen so much lively green vegetation in one area for we lived mainly on a dirt road and only had some ugly winter trees. You would mainly imagine this place like where you would find a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. It was abosolutely spectacular.
He then took my hand and beckoned me to get the blanket off the four-wheeler. I took the blanket and followed him. We walked for a good five minutes to a place that was very flat and had trees all around it. “Perfect” I thought. He then took the blanket out of my hands and laid it down on the ground. Once he was done, he directed his attention to me. He smiled to me.
“I love you so much babe” he said.
“I love you so much too” I said.
He then lifted me off my feet, again, and just started tickling me. I laughed and begged him to stop, but he wouldn’t. I then fell to the floor laughing and he laughed with me. Then, he stopped tickling me and looked at me. I couldn’t resist kissing him, so I did. We kept kissing me until I felt his nice warm hands on my waist. I felt his hands go up to my belly button, then before I knew it, his hands were directly over my breasts. I started breathing slightly heavy. He put his hands under my bra and started to rub one of my nipples. The feeling was amazing, all I could feel was the heat of his finger tips onto my nipple and the amazing feeling he was doing to me. I then stopped him.
“Get off please” I said.
He got off, confused.
“Well, you might think this is silly, but I want to do you first.” I said.
He had a very excited look on his face and just nodded very slowly. He then stood up and just stared at me.
I stood up too and just kissed him softly. I took off his shirt and started to slowly kiss my way down his beautiful built body. Once I was on my knees and kissing his belly button, my hands grazed around his pant button. I looked up at him, to examine his face expression, he seemed, very excited and shocked at the same time. I then unbuttoned his pants then unzippered them, again. I pushed down his pants to his ankles and then examined that buldge that my hands felt, right in front of my eyes. I was breathing heavily in excitement to see what was under his boxers.
I very slowly and nervously took off his boxers. His boner just popped out, just like that. He must of been at least 7 or 8 inches. I was very very excited. I wrapped one hand around his dick and started to pump it back and forth slowly. I did this for about 30 seconds. Then, without realizing it, my face was directly in front of it. I bit my lip, very nervous. I opened my mouth slowly to this new thing that was about to enter my mouth. He put his hand behind my head in encouragement to get it in. But before I put it in my mouth, I licked the tip of it. I could feel him shiver once I did that. I then put at least half of it in my mouth. I moved my tounge back and forth of the bottom of it, to get a taste of it. It tasted different, but good. I then bobbed my head back and forth slowly on it. Every time I bobbed my head foward, I would try to get more and more into my mouth.
He squeezed the back of my scalp and pushed more and more on my head. I closed my eyes and kept bobbing it back and forth. I then felt a hot flash in my mouth then suddenly I felt a rush of liquid going into the back of my throat. It was new to me so I took his dick out and started coughing. I looked up at him, embarassed. He just smiled at me in satisfaction.
“It’s okay, it was your first time, it’s no big deal.” he said.
I smiled. I then wiped my mouth and stood up and kissed him.
“I wanna do something to you now.” he said.
“Like what?” I said, playing stupid.
He just widely smiled at me and started kissing me very passionately. He then started to lift my shirt up. I lifted my arms up so he could get my shirt off. I un-did my bra and let it fall to the ground. He hugged me very tightly. My breasts on his body felt amazing. He then let go of his grasp and started to rub my nipple, again. He then took one nipple into his mouth, while he rubbed the other. His mouth on my nipple felt even more amazing then his warm fingertips. He then stopped and beckoned me to lay down. So I did lay down.
He laid somewhat on top of me and put his mouth on my nipple again. His hands were free to wander. He was rubbing my hips and made his way down to my blue jeans. He put his hand directly over my pussy and rubbed his hand back and forth. I started to breath very heavily by now. He then took his mouth off my nipple and kissed his way down my stomach. His hands unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. I lifted my hips up so he could get them off. He slowly pushed them down to my ankles, then I just kicked them off.
He then stared at my light blue underwear. He then took two fingers and started to rub my clit through my underwear. It was an amazing feeling. I closed my legs so it could cause more friction and make it feel even more amazing. I then grabbed my boobs and moaned softly. He then put one hand in my underwear and took two fingers and continued to rub my clit. I was ecstatic. I moaned a little bit louder. He then took his middle finger and traced up and down my pussy to feel how wet I was. I could tell I was very wet.
He then started to take off my underwear. I lifted my hips up again so he could take them off completely. Once they were off, I opened up my legs. Then he put his face directly in front of my pussy. He inhaled really deeply, then exhaled. I could feel his hot breath right on it. As he inched his face towards my wanting pussy, I opened my legs wider and wider. I then felt his nose right on my clit, and he just shook his head side to side. I smiled and breathed very deeply. He then took his face away from my now very wanting pussy and kissed my inner thigh. He is such a tease, I thought. I was breathing even more heavily as he inched closer to my pussy.
I then felt him kiss my pussy. I moaned. I looked down to him and he was smiling in excitement. I opened my legs as wide as I could. I then felt his tongue trace up and down my pussy. I moaned some more. Then his tongue directed his attention to my pee hole. He put his whole tongue in it and swirled it around. I have never felt anything like it. I just squeezed my boobs and moaned slightly loud. He then took his tongue out and then made his way to my clit. He traced his tongue around my clit, then he finally flicked his tongue at it. I loud moan bursted out of my mouth. It felt amazing. He then kept flicking his tongue at it over and over. I couldn’t take it anymore and I moaned very loudly, and then, I orgasamed. He was licking up everything that came out. Then I let out a huge sigh, and he took his face out of my pussy.
He crawled up to me and started kissing me. I could taste my cum in his mouth.
“I taste good.” I said.
“Yes you do” he said, smiling.
We cuddled until I could catch my breath, then I felt his finger on my clit. I started to breath heavily again. Then he made his way down and inserted his finger inside. He fingered me very lightly. I breathed very very heavily and then he stopped.
“Do you trust me?” he said.
“Very much so.” I said.
He smiled and stood up. He retrieved his pants and took out a condom. He took the condom out of its wrapping and put it on his dick. He then laid back down ontop of me and kissed me very passionately. I felt his now boner rubbing right against my pussy. I couldn’t wait. He then shifted his body so he could grab his dick and put it inside of me.
Once it was in, he started to kiss me again. While he was kissing me, his dick moved back and forth inside of me. I started to moan. He kept his slow pace for awhile. He then sped it up and put his dick deeper inside of me. I hugged him very tightly and moaned even louder. Then, this big rush of pain struck my body.
“Stop, stop!” I said.
“It’s going to be okay, the pain is going to go away really soon” he said in a comforting tone.
I trusted him so I just let him keep going. The pain hurt really bad and when he got even deeper inside of me, the pain got even worse. I moaned in pain. Then, all of the sudden, the pain was gone and the feeling of his dick inside of me felt even more blissful. I continued moaning while he kept a fast pace. Then I felt his dick get really hot, so I guess that he has cummed. He then slowed his pace and eventually stopped. Dustin and I were breathing so heavily it seemed like we ran a 20 mile marathon.
We cuddled to what seemed to be forever, but only a mere 10 minutes. He stood up and started to get dressed. So did I. Once we were dressed, we walked hand in hand back to the four wheeler…
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This is part FIVE of the “my brothers join in” series but there is also a prelude to the stories called “I fucked my dad because my boyfriend cheated” All of these stories can be read from my profile. I would love for the readers to rate and comment on my stories but please rate accordingly. Thank you for reading and enjoy
ALL GOOD THINGS………
Just another kinky day in paradise
How I lost my virginity to my life long best friend.
DISCLAMER: This is a Fictional story based on a dream. It features preteens and young teens. So if your not into that stuff, just pass on this. Also if the grammar and vocabulary is not great, it’s because it was written as if a 12 year old actually wrote it. As for spelling errors. I use a spell checker, and proof read it, but occasionally some miss spells get missed, sorry.If you don’t like the way this story playes out tuff, I wrote it as it came to mind, and not how someone else want’s it, as for the lack of paragraphs in part 1, that was a glich between my word prosessor softwear and the site format. it should be fixed now
Part 2
Timmy says “I know where there is some carpet and padding.”
“Where?” I ask.
Timmy points out the window openings to the barn behind the vacant house down the road, and says. “There is a pile of stuff in there, lets see what we can get.”
As we were climbing down the ladder I saw Jenny’s whole family loading luggage it their van. And as we made our way over to the barn I saw them drive by on their way out.
When we got into the barn, we found carpet, padding and even some tan paint. We started hauling the stuff back to the tree fort.
Dad is a general contractor and we have worked with him in the past so we had a good idea of what we were doing.
The fort is only about eight foot by ten foot, and the roof is only six feet high. Dad had installed sliding windows and put up paneling inside.
We cut and laid the pad and carpet. it came out quite well, we even made a hatch to close up the entrance. We made a couple of benches out of old 2×4’s we found in the bard, and covered them with padding and carpet too. We painted the ceiling and walls. Then we left it to dry the rest of the day.
The next day I noticed Jenny family was still gone, so Timmy and I went out to the Tree fort to put up a bunch of nudie pictures Timmy had, along with a couple of throw pillows and two old blankets. We started putting the pictures up. The first few were pictures of a girl playing with another girl. Then there was a lot of them that were of guys and girls fucking. And there were some that just had naked girls on them.
We even put up some that had stories on them. By the time we were done the walls were covered with pictures, it looked like quite a sex den. We left the fort and went out in the woods and just fooled around the rest of the day.
The next day I noticed Jenny’s family was back and I asked Tommy to come out to the fort with me.
We got up into the fort to check everything out, and talk about how we were going to share fucking Jenny with out getting caught, or getting her in trouble.
Then there was a knock on the hatch cover we had installed. “Who is it?” I asked.
“It’s me.” came the familiar voice of Jenny. I went and opened the hatch and as Jenny and Anna stepped up they said. “Hey James, Hey Timmy.”
They came into the fort and looking around Jenny says “Oh my god, you guys have been really busy in here.”
“Yea, we decided to fix it up and make it our new sex den.” I said. “What do you think of it?”
“It’s great, I looks comfy, private and the pictures really make you horny huh.” Jenny says.
Anna says. “So where did you guys get all this stuff anyway.”
I pointed out the window and said, In that barn, it’s full of stuff, even the pictures and stuff were in there.”
“Oh I see.” Anna said.
“So what have you guys been up to the last two days.” I asked Jenny. “Well Andrew has been getting into trouble back home lately. Typical stuff for a sixteen year old I guess. But my aunt and uncle put him in a military camp for teens. We had to drive him there which was a days drive to get to and a days drive back.” she replied.
“How long is he going to be there?” Timmy asked.
“Three months.” Anna replied.
“So what did you guys want to do today?” I asked.
“Well” Jenny starts. “Last night I heard Anna crying softly in her bed I turned the light on and asked her what was wrong. She told me she was just sad because Andrew is gone and she misses him, especially his long hard cock fucking her for such a long time, she loves how he makes her cum as many times as she needs to get off. Now she doesn’t know what she is going to do. She hasn’t found another guy her age, who can last long enough to satisfy her.
I told her about you guys and how long you guys can fuck. She is extremely eager to try you. So we were hoping for some sex today.”
“Hell yea, I’m ready.” says Timmy. “Me too.” I say.
We all get undressed and pile our cloths in a pile by the hatch. We all looked each other over for a few minutes. I notice Anna has bigger tits and rounder legs then Jenny, and she has a shaved pussy too. Anna looks both Timmy and me over real good. Then Jenny takes my hand and leads me to a bench that is sitting against one wall. As we sit down, Anna and Timmy sit on the other bench across the room against the opposite wall.
We all spread our legs wide. The girls spit in their hands and Timmy follows my lead as I spit on my fingers. The girls take our cock in their hands and begin stroking them as Timmy follows my lead as I begin to rub Jenny pussy, he begins to rub Anna’s.
As the rubbing and stroking continues it feels so good that we soon begin breathing harder and the girls are moaning softly.
Then Anna gets up, still holding Timmy’s stiff cock as he gets up and she leads him to the middle of the floor. Anna lays down and spreads her legs so we can see her wet pussy. Timmy moves over her and positioning his cock over her pussy, she reaches down and guides him into her as he lays on her. Timmy looks at me and says. “Her pussy feels just as good as Jenny’s.”
Then he begins sucking her nipples as he begins rocking his hips, making his cock move in and out of her pussy. Jenny and I continue to play with each other as we watch Anna and Timmy slowly fucking on the floor. We watched them as they brought each other up higher and higher. Timmy tensed up and drove in deep, grunting as he had his orgasm first. I heard Anna softly say. “Oh shit, not yet, I’m not there yet.”
But once his orgasm subsided, to her relief, Timmy resumed his pace. And it wasn’t long before she finally arched up and shuddered hard as she came. Timmy looked at us and said. “Jesus she cums harder than Jenny did!”
Then Jenny squeezed my cock as she softly said. “Will you fuck me now.”
“Sure babe, any time.” I replied.
As she got up and laid next to Anna with her legs spread, I moved over her and positioned my self over her. She guided my cock to her entrance and I slid in easily. Jenny looked me in the eyes and softly said. “Be gentle, I’m still a little sore today.”
“Ok babe, I’ll be gentle. but stop me if it’s too much, and I’ll just get off in Anna this time. Ok?” I asked.
“That sounds fair.” Jenny says as we look at Anna, who is looking at us and nodding yes.
I begin slowly, and gently moving in and out of Jenny’s pussy. She doesn’t show any signs of discomfort, so I pick up speed until I am moving at a nice pace, that feels good to both of us.
Then I hear a grunt and look at Timmy to see he has tensed up and is deep in Anna’s pussy as he is having another orgasm. Then after a minute he begins moving back and forth over her, now fucking her with a long moderate stroke. Anna is moaning again and soon she tenses up and begins shuddering as she cums again.
Then I hear a whimper from beneath me and I look at Jenny to see if she is in pain. Her eyes are closed her hips are bucking and she is panting. I then realize she is not in pain, but rather is about to cum herself. Then seconds later she cries out softly and begins shuddering as her pussy contracts around my cock, as she cums hard. I smile as I now realize she is loving this.
Now feeling my orgasm building, I continue moving at this pace a few more minutes until my orgasm hits and I grunt and go deep in her and continue moving in and out of her deeply as my cock pulses hard in her as my orgasm hits hard. Once my orgasm subsides I slow my pace to a very slow stroke and ask. “Are you ok. or should I stop.”
Jenny looks me in the eyes and says. “No don’t stop, this feels so good I want more.”
So I smile at her and reassume the stroke I was giving her before. I leaned down and kissed her briefly as my movements made that difficult.
Then I heard the grunt beside me and looked at Timmy as he had his third orgasm in Anna’s pussy. “More, please” Anna cried. And Timmy went back to fucking her with the same long moderate stroke. Anna soon tensed up and came a third time too.
I looked back at Jenny as she looked me in the eyes. She slowly closed her eyes in ecstasy as her hips began bucking and she began moaning more. Then a few minutes later she bucked up and cried out again as her pussy contracted and her body shuddered as she came even harder and longer this time.
When her orgasm subsided and she settled down she looked at me and asked “Are you going to cum soon?”
“No I don’t think so.” I replied.
“Good, because I’m not hurting that much, and I want another one of those.” She added. So I picked up a little speed and length and was now fucking her at the same pace Timmy was fucking Anna. In fact I looked at Timmy and matched my movements to his exactly, so that we looked like we were joined together and moving as one.
Before long I felt my orgasm coming on as I felt Jenny rocking her hips and tensing up beneath me. Then she cried out and shuddered as she came a third time. The contractions of her pussy were enough to bring me to my orgasm and I kept up my pace since the sensation of fucking her intensified my orgasm, as my cock really pulsed hard with the intensity of my orgasm.
When our orgasm’s subsided I stopped and pulled out of her, We get up and follow her to the bench. We sit side by side and,Timmy got up off of Anna and he helped her to her feet, they sat on the other bench and Anna said. “Wow that was the best fuck I have ever had. Thanks Timmy.”
Then Timmy says. “Well your very welcome, I loved it too.
‘Hey cousin, I would love to have James fuck me too. I’d love to feel your boyfriend’s cock in me at least once. Oh I have an idea The boys can take turns fucking me while the other rubs your pussy, that way your pussy can heal. You know, if no one sticks their cock in you for a while it will heal quicker. How’s that sound?’Anna Says
“Sounds good to me.” Jenny says.
“I’d love to fuck you again.” Timmy says. “Ok I’ll agree as well. How about the day after tomorrow.” I say.
“So the plan is on then.” Anna says.
It is now getting late, so we all get dressed. The girls leave first, then Timmy and I leave closing the new hatch.
Two days later we all met in the tree fort as planned. Anna said. “Lets all get naked, before we decide what to do today.” So we all took our cloths off and piled them neatly in the four corners. Then we all sat on the two benches, with Jenny next to me. and Anna next to Timmy.
Jenny says. “Well lets start like usual.” so the girls spit on their hands as us guys spit on our fingers. I gently rubbed Jenny’s pussy while she stroked my cock. Timmy was rubbing Anna’s pussy while she stroked his cock.
While we were doing this, I looked at Anna, Timmy and Jenny, and saw that they were all looking around at the pictures on the walls. Finally Anna says. “Ok I have an idea. The two boys lay on their backs in the center of the room. Jenny lays by James’s head, with her legs up so he can rub her pussy. Then I will take turns riding the guys, sound good.” We all nod yes.
So we all move down onto the floor and as Timmy and I lay on our backs, Jenny lays near my head with her legs up and spread wide. Then she props her head up on some pillows. I reach over and begin rubbing her pussy.
As Anna moves over Timmy she guides his cock to her entrance and sinks down on it. Then she begins to slowly ride up and down on Timmy’s cock for a while. Then she gets off of him and moving over me, she guides my cock to her entrance, and sinks down onto me fully. I notice as she moves down on me that her pussy isn’t as slick as Jenny’s but is looser feeling. Then she begins moving slowly up and down on my cock, which feels just as good as Jenny’s pussy.
“How does she feel.” Jenny asks.
“Well her pussy doesn’t feel as slick as yours, but it feels looser, and just as good moving up and down on my cock as yours.” I replied.
After a few minutes, Anna is grunting and breathing hard. Then she tensed up and cried out softly as I feel her pussy contract even harder than Jenny pussy as she cums for the first time today. Then continues until her orgasm subsides.
Then she gets up and moves back to Timmy, guiding his cock to her pussy and sinking down on it.
When Anna begins moving up and down on Timmy’s cock, Jenny asks. “So how did you like her orgasm?”
“Well her pussy does contract harder than yours does, but she doesn’t feel any better than you do just slightly different. Oh and not as wet as your orgasms either.” I reply
“That’s good as long as you like it enough.” she whispers back.
Just then I hear a grunt and look over at Timmy, who has arched his hips up into Anna’s pussy as he has his first orgasm. When it subsides she rides him until she has another orgasm, and it subsides. Then she gets off him and moves over to me.
She crouches over me and guides my cock back into her pussy and sinks down onto me. Then she begins riding me with a long moderate pace. It feels real good and I am enjoying it as I approach orgasm. I am still rubbing Jenny’s pussy and I can hear her moaning and her hips are rocking, I realize she is nearing her orgasm too.
Jenny cums first, as she cries out softly, her body shudders and her pussy gets wetter as she cums hard. This sight must have triggered Anna’s because at about the same time she tensed up, cried out and her pussy and body shuddered and contracted as she came hard. This was all I needed as I grunted and my cock pulsed with intense pleasure as I had my first orgasm in Anna’s convulsing pussy.
When our orgasms were over .And as Ana got up off me. I heard Timmy say. “Wow, you were all cumming at the same time, that looked so hot.”
“Yea, that was great, I hope we can do that again some day.” Anna replied
We sat around in the nude and talked and goofed around for several hours. Timmy’s cock and mine never went down so we both fucked Anna in the doggie position until we each had another orgasm.
Then we played around and played caressing feeling up games for a while. Then we got dressed. As it was near dinner time. the girls left for home as Timmy and I went into the house. We ate dinner, watched TV. Then I took a shower and went to bed.
The next morning after breakfast, I went out, and headed to Jenny’s house. On the way I saw her parents and relatives packing camping gear in the van. When I got over to Jenny’s house I Asked her where they were going. Jenny said. “Last night the adults decided it would be nice to go camping again, since they haven’t gone in a long time.”
Can Timmy and I go too?” I asked. Jenny’s mom spoke up and said. “Not this time, dearie, just the family… OK?”
“Ok, well I’ll miss you!” I said to Jenny as she threw her suite case in the van.
“I’ll miss you too!” Jenny said as she turned around. I stood and watched them finish loading the van.
We all said our good byes, as they piled into the van, and I waved bye as they drove off.
I went back home and told Timmy about the camping trip. He wanted to know how long they were going to be gone. I said. “I don’t know, they didn’t say and I forgot to ask…. But I would guess they wouldn’t be gone longer than a week.”
Then Timmy says. “How about, we don’t masturbate while their gone. We’ll save our selves for a great fuck with the girls when they get back.”
“Sounds good to me.” I say.
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This story is about my first sexual encounter with a guy. Three days previous to this, my boyfriend and I went to the movies where we kissed, and he had his hands in my pants, but this went so much further. All I had ever done before that was kiss a girl. My boyfriend and I were both juniors in high school: I was 16, he was 17.
A man succumbs to the delights of a young mum.
Henry gets hired to work at his local stables. However he soon finds out he is in for more than he bargind for when he catches his employer masturbating.
The beginning of a new series outlining Professor David’s sexploits
Schoolgirl temptation abounds for Steve and his family!
