Author’s Note: I hope you Enjoy the story. Feedback, and Comments, even Critisizam is much Appreciated. I will admit I am a Horrible Speller. This is a story I thought up, and it took me a few hours to put it down(about 6). Sorry, but being Single, and horney contributed to the story, but not getting any for years doesn’t help as I was hard almost the entire time I took to write the story.
NOTE: This is part 1 of a new story, establishing a premise. There is less sex here than there would be in part 2. It’s also my first time writing in second person – let me know by commenting if you like it, as it will help me prioritize which part of which of my stories I should write next.
As always, constructive comments are welcome 🙂
Part 1
I come from an extended family that has a tradition where the young men and women get married in their mid-teens and start their families early. My twin brother Mike and our sister Julie are among the first to not observe that tradition. Mike and I are 20 and Julie will be 19 in a month. By the way, I’m Mark.
Our parents are in their mid to late thirties and both sets of Grandparents are in their mid-fifties. Our Grandparents and parents are hard working people. One of the things that they have all worked for is a vacation cabin on a lake.
They call the cabin “The Fishing Lodge”. Actually, there is a compound with individual family cabins. The original “lodge” was a large, single room building. It had kitchen and dining space at one end and a large fire place and seating area at the other end. Bunks were built along the walls. Modesty has never been a big deal in our family, but the bunks could be screened, for an illusion of privacy, with curtains. The “lodge” is now used for big family get-togethers. The kitchen area is still there, but the bunks have been removed and replaced with more seating – futons, couches, etc. The room is now called the “Big Room”.
We spent many weekends and almost all of our family vacations there. It was great for kids with the hiking, fishing and all the water related activities. We had a little sail boat, a couple of canoes and several rowboats – all leaky. Best of all was the skinny dipping off the dock and gravel beach. Everyone skinny dipped, both the adults and the kids. Like I said, modesty is no big deal and neither is familial nudity.
Sometimes, all of the adults would gather at the “lodge” over a weekend. The kids stayed at home in the care of the teenagers under 18. Recently, Mom and Dad told us that they were going to the “lodge” for the coming weekend and all three of us were welcome to come with them, if we wished. They looked so eager and expectant, that all three of us looked at each other and in unison answered, “Sure.”
Let me tell you about that weekend.
We drove up on a Friday morning. Both pairs of Grandparents were there waiting for us to arrive. Betty and Phil are Mom’s parents. They are a couple of years younger that Dad’s parents, Diane and Harry. We unloaded the cars and made ourselves comfortable. Everyone had packed something for a picnic lunch. While eating lunch, on the deck, the conversation ranged over work, school, family, other aunts, uncles and cousins, problems with finding time for boy and girl friends, exercising, relaxation, and all the other things families talk about.
Harry said, “This weekend is just for relaxation. We’re here to have a good time and just enjoy each others company. I think we should start with a dip in the lake. Last one in, is a slowpoke!” With that, he pulled his polo shirt off. Mom took off her blouse then pulled her shorts off. Everyone else was frantically undressing. Diane said, “No fair! Women generally wear more pieces of clothes than men do!” As she said this, she stepped out of her panties and headed towards the dock. Phil was ahead of everyone. He had pulled off his shorts first and he was unbuttoning his shirt as he ran towards the dock.
Julie, Mike and I looked at each. I pulled off my t-shirt at the same time Julie did. She was braless. I lost a bit of time as I watched Julie’s long blonde hair cascade down her back after she pulled her t-shirt over her head. Julie stepped out of her shorts. Mom had removed her bra and panties and was trotting towards the lake. Julie ran up next to Mom and took her hand. Mike was behind them. I pushed my shorts off then jogged after them. Harry, Betty and Dad were behind Phil and Diane. I ran up beside Julie and took her other hand. Mike did the same with Mom. The four of us jogged down to the dock together. It would have been a sight for someone out on the lake or standing on the dock and looking back up the sloping lawn towards the “lodge”. Here was a bunch of naked people, yelling and laughing and throwing clothing as they ran to the lake with tits and balls bouncing and cocks flopping.
Everyone else was in the water when we reached the end of the dock. We jumped off together, still holding hands. The water was about four feet deep and it was COLD! As soon as I hit the water, my sac shrunk right up to tuck my nuts inside where it was warm. Mom’s and Julie’s nipples were hard and standing straight out from their goose pimple covered areola.
We were gasping for air after the shock of the cold water. It didn’t take us long to become involved in the wrestling match and water fight that was going on. Julie and I finally broke away. I gave her a boost to help her up on to the dock. My hand on her firm butt was no accident. I pulled myself up on to the dock. I got one leg up and Julie put her hand inside my thigh and pulled. I’m sure the fingers brushing against my cock was no accident either.
Julie squeezed some of the water out of her hair, then leaned back and lifted her face, and firm breasts, to the sun. We sat and watched the melee in the water. There seemed to be a lot of grab-ass and groping going on and Phil and Diane had refined it further with a face-to-face bear hug. Julie looked at my crotch, “Things seem to be getting warmer again.” I looked down. My ball sac and nuts were back where they belonged.
Everyone finally got out of the water. We walked back up to “lodge” and headed for the hot tub. This hot tub is something else. It is a long oval and must be large enough to seat 12-15 people. It is built into the deck which surrounds it.
After we were settled in the tub, conversation died away and everyone one relaxed. I was seated between Mom and Julie. Phil and Diane were still “mousing” around.. She must have been fondling his cock and he must have been playing with her pussy. Julie gave me a nudge. Diane had relaxed and was leaning against the side of the hot tub. Her eyes were closed, her lips were parted and she was running the tip of her tongue along her upper lip. Phil was probably diddling her clit. Dad and Harry were seated across from Phil and Diane. Mike was between Julie and Harry.
Betty was sitting across from me. She glanced over at Diane, then extended her leg, slid it between my legs and started to rub my crotch with her foot. Mom smiled at me, then ran her hand down the inside of my thigh. She lifted my cock and balls so Betty had better access with her foot. Mom squeezed my cock, then moved over and sat beside Betty.
Part 2
The three of us, Mike, Julie and I, kind of suspected sex was part of the activities at the “adult” weekends at the “lodge”. But we learned more was involved when, a while back, we found a package of instant photos hidden among some boxes of old family tax and school records that were stored in the basement.
When we opened the package, the top photo was face down. When we turned it over, we got a surprise. It was a picture of Mom sucking on a hard cock. We knew it wasn’t Dad’s because he was behind her watching. Julie said, “I think we should stop right here and put these back.” Mike said, “Ah, come on, Julie! These were probably taken at the “lodge”. We’ve always thought something was funny about the “adult” weekends. This will prove it.” “Yeah, Julie, it won’t hurt to look at them.” “I don’t know, you guys . . .” But Julie was already reaching for the second photo. It was a more general scene. We could tell that this was taken in the Big Room. Dad was on his knees, apparently stroking his cock, while Mom sucked the cock of a man who looked like her brother, Larry. Another man, with his back to the camera, was also on his knees. A woman was on her hands and knees in front of him. His body blocked the view of her head and shoulders, but Harry was on his knees behind her, apparently doing her doggie style.
We looked through the rest of the pictures. There were several pictures of Mom being fucked by different men, including her Father-in-law, Harry – and her Dad, Phil. In one picture she is sitting on a cock, holding and sucking another cock, holding a cock in her other hand and there are two more cocks visible behind her head. Another picture showed her standing next to Harry. Julie commented, “Boy, Grandpa Harry has a big dick.” Other pictures showed Dad eating pussy and fucking different women including his Mother, Diane.
In a picture of the threesome behind Dad, the woman turned out to be Betty. The guy she was servicing was still unknown, but she had sucked him to completion and he had shot his wad on her face. Harry was stroking his cock and shooting his wad onto her back. The next snapshot was the first in a series of Mom and Betty. Mom licks the cum off Betty’s face, then they move into a 69. In the last photo, Mom is on her knees, Harry’s cock in poised to enter her pussy and Betty is licking the underside of Harry’s cock.
Near the bottom of the pack, was another photo of Dad watching Mom suck cock. The next photo was of Mom holding the cock and looking at Dad. Dad is licking the cockhead in the following photo and Mom is watching. In the next photo, Dad has a lip lock around the cock shaft about two-thirds of the way down and Mom’s head is down in Dad’s crotch.
There was a snapshot of Harry sucking Phil’s cock and, in the next photo, Harry and Betty are in a 69 and Phil is pushing his cock up Harry’s ass. There was a photo of Dad eating Mom’s pussy and Uncle Larry had his cock up Dad’s ass.
The last two photos were taken on the deck. Mom and Betty are kneeling and they are surrounded by several of the men who are pissing on them. Diane is on her knees by Harry. She has a hold of his cock and is, apparently, trying to aim it. Mom and Betty look like they are laughing. They have their heads thrown back and they are holding their tits up for the golden shower. In the last photo, Mom and Betty are standing and everyone else is gathered around them and some of them are licking their bodies.
These two photos had captions: the first was titled “Rinsing off the Cum” and the second was simply titled “Tongue Drying”.
We were silent as we put the photos back. All you could hear was the three of us breathing. “Boy,” Julie said, “They do everything, don’t they?” “And everyone,” answered Mike. I said, almost to myself, “Man, those pictures gave me a boner. Mom and Dad really like sex.” “Kinky sex too,” said Mike, as he rubbed his crotch. Julie said, “Just looking at them made my panties wet.”
Mike and I looked at our little sister. She had her hand down the front of her shorts. She blushed as she pulled her hand out. “I really need my clit diddled. Will you guys help me?” She put her hands against our crotches. She then pulled off her t-shirt and laid it on one of the boxes of records. She pulled her shorts and panties off together. All she was wearing was white running shoes and white socks. She sat down on the box and leaned back against a stack of other boxes. She spread her legs and started rubbing her pussy. “Come on, help me get off.”
Mike and I looked at each other. Sure, all three of us had sneaked around trying see each other, and our parents, naked either in the shower or while dressing and undressing, but this was different. This was adult! We both undressed and stood by Julie. She looked up at us, then reached up and took our cocks in her hands. “You guys both must be a big as Harry.” “What do you want us to do?” “Kneel down and I’ll show you.” We knelt beside her, she spread her pussy lips with her fingers, and our little sister proceeded to teach the two of us how to properly eat pussy.
Julie had several orgasms. She wriggled and thrust her pelvis and moaned and cried and shuddered. We helped her along as best we could. In addition to trying to stay on her clit, we kissed and sucked her breasts and pinched and twisted her nipples. (Later she said mild nipple abuse really turned her on.) Finally, she calmed down. We thought she may have fainted, but she opened her eyes, looked at us and started giggling. “What? What?” “I’m sorry, but your faces are all wet with my pussy juices.” Julie sat upright and kissed both of us.
“That was great! Now what can I do for you?” Julie said as she looked at our aching hard-ons. We lay both lay down on the floor, Julie kneeled between us and we taught her how to give a hand job. Funny thing, though, she caught on really quickly and used a few techniques and twists that were new to us. She jacked us off and she giggled as we shot our loads onto our stomachs. She tasted our cum and fed each of us a taste of our own and each other’s cum. I sucked her finger like it was a little cock. Before we got up, I slipped a finger into her pussy and then gave her a taste of her juices. She sucked my finger clean.
We made sure the package of photos was put away properly, then showered together and got dressed just before Mom and Dad arrived home from work. This was the start of the special relationship with my little sister and twin brother.
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I continue the sexual corruption of my brother and his friend
I have a thing for Identical twin boys. I had one but he died whe we were young. I wish we had the chance to experiment.
There I was, my ankles tied to my wrists and spread wide apart over my head. Rodney ran his lube coated finger up and down my asscrack, greasing the whole thing and giving me an icredible sense of anticipation over what was to come. He then got more lube on his finger and greased up my asshole, inserting one finger slowly. It hurt a little. He thrust it in and out slowly, then more rapidly.
It began to feel better, when he added a second finger to the first. It only hurt a little, as he quickly expanded my hole to accommodate the action of his fingers. It began to feel downright good as he twisted and thrust. My cock began to harden. He slapped my balls several times with the other hand as I yelped in pain. He then grabbed them, squeezing gently, then more roughly, rolling them, causing me to scream in pain. My cock got harder, though, loving the abuse.
Martha’s mouth came down over my cock as he rolled my balls more gently. I like associating the gentle pain being administered to my balls with the warm sucking on my hard cock. Her mouth was good, taking me deep, sucking gently on my whole cock. Then she took me into her throat. She had sucked me off many times before, but her husband had never finger fucked me like this. I was starting to breathe harder under their ministrations.
Martha was gagging again. She had told me once that she loved to gag, because she knew it was part of pleasing to her man.
Martha pulled her mouth off my cock and it waved wet and hard in the air as I wiggled as much as I could trying to get Rodney’s fingers deeper into my asshole. It was pure pleasure now. I began to mewl and beg Rodney to bring me off. Suddenly he stopped and backed away from the table. I heard his zipper come down and looked down. He was extracting his cock from his pants. Though he wasn’t huge, it looked awfully large to me. he stroked it vigorously and It got hard very quickly. He jacked it several more times. “I’ve wanted to do this for years, Stu. And now I’m going to. And you are going to enjoy it.” I knew I would.
He inserted the head slowly and rocked back and forth gently, then pushed deeper. It never hurt a bit. I heard a high keening sound and then a voice begging to be fucked. I realized deep somewhere in my mind that it was me. Rodney began slamming deeper and deeper into my asshole. It felt great now, and I knew an orgasm was building deep within. He began squeezing my balls again, alternating gently with roughly. When he squeezed and rolled them gently I cooed with the pleasure; when he rolled them roughly, I would cry out in pain, but even the pain kept my cock hard and caused me to beg for more. I begged shamelessly as he slowed and told me to beg him to fuck him more.
“Don’t stop, Rodney. Please don’t stop! Oh God!! Fuck me, please, fuck me!!! Ohhhh! GOD!! Ohhhhh!!! FUCK!!! Make me feel your cock in me, man. FUCK!! Oh, fuck me more. Ride my ass , Rodney. Squeeze my balls. Squeeze them even harder. Oh God!! Hurt me, Rodney. Make me cry out more in pain. Oh fuck, Rodney, you’re hurting me!!!”
He then began slamming my ass harder and faster. I heard that keening cry of pleasure again and knew it was me. My prostate was being stroked and it was getting me very excited very fast.
At that moment, Martha’s mouth came down over my throbbing cock again, all the way down. She drove my cock deep into her throat. I heard her gagging, then I felt her drive even deeper, as her throat accommodated my cock. She was a great cocksucker and she was proving it now. Her husband got to watch as she sucked me off, gagged on me, then driving my cock deeper in her throat.
I began to come. I exploded as Rodney kept fucking me- hard. He was driving deep and fast, pushing me over the top. Martha sucked my thick white jism and swallowed it as fast as my balls could push it through my cock. I cried out in ecstasy, over and over, screaming out my pleasure, my voice wailing. My voice was incoherent, gibberish, really. I sobbed and cried in an ecstatic state, as my orgasm ebbed after a long time throbbing through my body.
Martha pulled her mouth off of my wet, clean cock. she had sucked it dry, for sure. She came over and kissed my mouth, kissed me deeply, exchanging her cummy saliva with my wet and hot slobber. Rodney’s wet and hot cock had softened some and plopped free of my gaping, abused asshole. He promised me it was red and slack, but that it would remember his cock the next time and open up for him more quickly. “So let that be a lesson. This will happen to you again, if you come over here again begging to be fucked.” I smiled at him, cause I couldn’t wait.
But I would wait a few minutes more, though, because he brought that slackening cock over and offered it to my mouth. I took it in, sucked it deeply and cleaned it off. I sucked on it several minutes, till it began to harden again. “Get it ready so I can fuck Martha,” he said. “She’s going to get it now. She richly deserves it. She did a good job on you, now she’ll do a good job on me”
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Kacey, a sixteen year old lesbian has been having thought’s of men. Her friend, who happens to be in love with her, is the perfect man for her to experiment on. Even if that means taking her virginity.
Please be aware that this is fan fiction and is in no way related to the original Harry Potter trademark.
The third story in my continuation. Things get more interesting from here on out. Hope you all enjoy the story from now on! 🙂
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Several hours later, I found myself in Nate’s living room, lying next to him, playing Xbox; as if our little make-out session had never occurred. However, I knew it was fresh on his mind. Every now and then, as we were playing, I’d glance over and he’d smile sweetly at me. On one occasion, he even leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek. I was in heaven.
His brother came home a few hours later, and we were forced to move from the living room to Nate’s room. We played another game, and ended up watching a random movie on television. But our attention quickly falter from the TV. Nate got up at one point to use the bathroom, but when he came back, he shut and locked his bedroom door. Obviously to keep any would-be intruders out.
He sat next to me, but halfway through the movie, his hand found its way to my crotch. He massaged it gently, pretending not to notice my surprise when I looked over at him.
The next thing I knew, we were making out passionately; tongues twirling together, lips being nibbled on and tugged on, and lips smacking. My fingers ran through his long black hair, while his arms were wrapped firmly around my neck.
“Is it bad that I want you this badly?” I whispered to him after a few minutes.
He giggled, “No.. I want you just as badly.” he replied seductively.
I virtually tore his shirt away, exposing his smooth, flawless chest. I hungrily kissed and nibbled his neck, causing him to moan softly in pleasure. His skin was soft to the touch, and warm. Seizing his pant’s button, I jerked it lose and ripped the zipper down, pulling his jeans and boxers off without much effort. His beautiful dick was hard as cement, standing straight up between his legs. He blushed a little when he realized I was staring at it.
“You’re so…stunning.” I mumbled to myself.
I then got on my knees in front of him and took his six and a half inches in my mouth. His dick tasted somewhat salty, but I didn’t mind. I liked his dick being in my mouth. For the next several minutes I sucked him off, moans of pleasure and ecstasy coming from us both. After a few more minutes, he had a leg shaking orgasm, shooting off several ropes of cum into my mouth.
“Geez, I’m sorry man. I didn’t even warn you.” he said between pants, trying to catch his breath.
“Its fine.” I smiled back at him, wiping his juices from my chin and cheeks.
I stood up and kissed his lips gently, taking my right hand and softly stroking his cheek as I did. His still semi-hard dick was pressed into my own as he stood on the edge of his toes to return my kiss, his arms wrapping around my neck once again.
This sensation was different than any I’d felt before. Being with him by itself was heavenly to me, but kissing him and touching him this intimately was on a whole different level. I was a virgin, unlike him, but I could tell I wasn’t going to be one much longer.
We fell back on his bed, my hands finding themselves a place on each of his ass cheeks; gently squeezing them as we continued to make out.
After a few more minutes of this, he threw his head back against his pillow, “Take me..!” he gasped.
I pulled away immediately with brief shock. I knew what he meant, I was just surprised it was actually happening.
“Are you sure?” I asked him, stroking his cheek gently.
“I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life. I want you in me.” he replied, cheeks turning red from the exertion our session was costing him.
I nodded my head and relented. I wanted him too, and if this is how he wanted it, I was happy to give it to him.
Without any lube present to help him loosen up, I was forced to rely on the only other thing I knew that might work, but I was, at least a first, unsure of how I felt about it. Nevertheless, I got on my knees, turned him over on his stomach, and planted my tongue right between his two smooth ass cheeks. He gasped in shock and immense pleasure as I rimmed him, wetting his ass in preparation for what was to come.
It didn’t taste as bad as I thought it would. He obviously cleaned himself well. Before long, I’d found a rhythm and was furiously eating him out. His moans and groans, followed by his quick gasps and the fact that his dick was now fully erect was a sign to me that this was completely turning him on. He was loving it, and that made me happy.
Before long, he was finally ready. I stood up and lifted his legs, resting one on each of my shoulders.
“Wait.” he said suddenly, reaching his arm over the side of the bed and then sticking it underneath. He retrieved a small condom package and tossed it up to me.
“Use this.” he said, “Just to be safe.”
I nodded and smiled at him, taking the condom from its package and slowly placing it over my rock solid boner.
“Be gentle…” he mumbled softly.
“I will.” I replied, reaching down and ruffling his hair, “I’d never hurt you, bud.”
With that, I pressed my dick against his soft but wet asshole and slowly pushed it in. He gasped with pain as it broke through and slid into him. I was careful not to push it in to quickly, and the saliva I’d left on his asshole was helping ease the process a little. After a few seconds, I was completely inside of him. I could feel all of him, and it was a feeling beyond good.
He looked up to me, face red as a cherry, and nodded, “I’m ready.”
Without any other words, I began to slowly pump my hips; sliding my dick slowly in and out of his ass. I could tell he was in pain, so I kept it slow until I began to notice moans of pleasure coming from him.
“Uhhh, harder…” he moaned after a few minutes. “I want it harder.”
That’s when I leaned down, planted my lips on his, and began to furiously pump my dick in and out of his hot ass. We made out as I fucked him for everything he had, losing my virginity in the process. The feeling of his ass clenched around my dick was amazing. No words could fully describe what I was feeling. I could tell he was liking it too, and for several minutes we lost ourselves in our love making.
I could feel myself nearing my orgasm, so I reached down and grabbed his dick, stroking him off furiously as I continued to fuck him. At one point I even lightly spanked his ass, something that seemed to turn him on even more. At that point, he let out a chilling groan of pleasure and shot his load all over my stomach as he climaxed. I wasn’t far behind, and before I knew it, my knees shook, and I shot my own load within him, moaning loudly as I did.
Slowly, I slipped out of him and removed the condom. I then collapsed next to him in the bed, and we spent the next few minutes in silence trying to catch our breaths. Taking a glance outside his window, I’d noticed the sun slipping below the horizon, and then I noticed his shallow breathing. He had fallen asleep.
I smiled and pulled his blanket over the two of us, making sure he looked comfortable before pulling his still-naked body close to mine and cuddling with him. I kissed his forehead softly as I watched him sleep. He didn’t move much, nor did he make much noise. He was simply peaceful, and the sight of it warmed my heart.
It wasn’t much longer, and I too, fell asleep, drifting into a world of dreams where he, no doubt, awaited me…
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Celine explores her bisexuality with a little help from her partner’s best friend.
My wife and I are sexually adventurous and love group sex, especially in public
This is Part 4 of the Business series.
I opened my big mouth and get volunteered to be her companion for the night.
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My first story, please enjoy and feel free to comment.
“Mountain Girls Have No Rules”- 4
Bella continues…
This here is the part of the story I been a wait’in ta tell. Ben and Amy come up with some new stuff to do, and it was a mak’in Jen and I real horney…..
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Jen marched Amy and Ben in the bedroom a hold‘in that shotgun on them. Jen was a grinn’in and a told them ta git naked.
Now Jen and I may be twins, but I’m an easy go’in girl, but Jen is more of ‘git r done’ kinda gal.
We was a compare’in dreams the other night about Ben. Mine was a good feel’in ta have him on top of me and a hump’in me while I was a kiss’in and tongue dance’in with him.
She said hers was a hold’in him with a shotgun and then tie’in him up. She was a teas’in him and watch’in his cock get big while he was a look’in at her. She liked to force him to hump her real rough like….. where as I like to feel him up, git him a big hardon, then….suck on it and then …put his cock in my pussy and git a big squirt a that white stuff in it.
Now,…. Amy was all growed up. She whispered ta me that Ben was better at a hump’in than her own pa.
I knew right then, we’s gonna have ta share Ben.
Jen had a different way a share’in than I did…but it was excite’n ta watch. We enjoyed a watch’in Amy and Ben a hump’in. It got us all warmed up so we could do our hump’in with Ben. Watch’in Amy and Ben naked was a pussy tingler for us.
Jen come up with what she wanted them ta do to get us all horney. She had Amy git on her tummy and Ben on her back. Amy liked that one caus she said this is how her pa gets her in the middle of the night. Ben was a lik’in it too as he put his cock in Amy’s pussy.
Jen was a like’n this and she got up on the bed all naked too. She put her pussy right up to Ben’s mouth so he could lick it while he was a hump’in Amy. Amy was a groan’in as she watched Ben a lick’in on Jen. She reached up and pulled on Jen’s legs to bring Jen’s pussy closer into Ben’s tongue.
I was a lay’in by Amy a watch’in all this new stuff, and it was a mak’in me real horney. Jen was a squirm’in as Ben was a lick’in on her pussy and a hump’in Amy.
Jen started a pull’in on Ben’s ears and a say’in: “Yeeeee Haw..” real loud. Well…this musta got Amy real excited caus she just pushed her face in with Ben’s and started a lick’in on Jen’s pussy too. I said to myself, I gotta try that….
That got Jen a buck’in like a donkey. Now she was a pull’in on Amy’s ears too. All three a them started a groan’in. I’d never seen Ben hump that fast before….then Ben’s body stiffened up and the girls started yell’in and a shak’in. Amy was a buck’in back on Ben and yelled loud: “Oh Lordy Be!” and bit Jen on her pussy. Jen yelped but she seemed to like it.
Ben felt Amy’s tits and humped her slow now. Jen was a smiling and rubb’in her finger on her pussy. Amy was a slow squirm’in with a red face…I was a rubb’in my pussy caus it just felt to dang good to stop.
Watch’in all this was a mak’in my pussy get all wet. My finger felt mighty good a rubb’in my pussy. I was still horney tho, and so was Jen.
Jen was jump’in around on the bed like a jackrabbit. I looked at Jen and she had that ornery look on her face. She looked at me and grabbed Ben’s shotgun. She said: “Ben, you go lay down on the couch and rest up, we ain’t done with you.” Ben got up a grinn’in and went and laid on the couch. Jen said: “Amy, you roll over and put yer arms and legs wide apart.”
We had never seen a full growed woman with hair on her pussy and arm pits. Jen whispered: (“… let’s play with Amy a bit.”). That was fine with me, we wanted a closer look and her. We kneeled down by her and Jen played with her arm pit hair. I got between her legs and looked close at that pussy hair. It was all fuzzy feel’in on my fingers. There was some of Ben’s white stuff in it.
Well heck, I loved the taste a that so I just started lick’in Amy’s pussy. Amy started a squirm’in when I licked her big pussy bump. Jen was a lick’in her titties now and a feel’in her arm pit hair.
Amy was a little pink in the face, but she was a gett’en over her shyness. I was a lick’in her pussy. Ben could do it the best, but I was a learn’ in. I looked up and Jen had her pussy on Amy’s mouth and was a pull’in on her big titties. I wanted to feel them too, so I went up and Jen and I both felt her big titties. I sure wished mine were big like that. I rubbed my pussy bump on Amy’s pussy bump.
I was get’n a good feel’in doin that. Amy was a squirm’in and a lick’in Jen’s pussy. Jen’s eyes got big and she leaned over and started play’in with Amy’s pussy hair as I was a rubb‘in my pussy on Amy‘s pussy a lay’in on my side. I was a play’in with one of Amy’s big ol titties and a lick’in it. Jen and I was a like’n this new stuff.
Jen was a breath’in hard and she got her tongue right on our pussy bumps. I was a gett’in new good feel’ins in my pussy.
I was a lick’in and a rubb’in when I felt it. A big warm hand on my butt. It was Ben, just a grinn’in and feel’in my body. He started feeling all our bodies. Jen and Amy both started gett’in real excited as we all started feel’in Ben.
* I wasn’t about to pass up getting in bed with three hot girls. They were already all hot and ready to play and fuck.
Amy had got my attention the most. Her pussy was the best I’d ever had. What a body with those big tits and hot legs. She used her whole body when she fucked.
Ok girls, it’s everybody’s first foursome…..
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“Mountain Girls Have No Rules” – 3
I couldn’t believe my eyes….they had drug their dead grandma up from the creek and propped her up sitting under a tree.
Bella continues…..
Well Ben was real surprised, his eyes was as big as fried eggs. “Lookie who’s a here Ben, grandma.” Well Ben just sat down and a stair’in at grandma. “She likes ta watch Ben. Let’s show her some real good hump’in.” Jen grabbed Ben’s shotgun again and put her shells in it. She pointed it at Ben and told him ta git naked. We liked this part a watch’in Ben tak’in off his clothes. We got naked too and had Ben lay down in front of grandma so she could watch.
We spread Ben’s legs and we both a started a suck’in on his cock. It took a while but soon he was a git’in a big ol hardon. That’s a what we wanted. Jen and I was a tak’in turns a lick’in and a suck’in. We took turns a turn’ in around and mak’in him lick our pussy’s. He was a dang good pussy licker. I said: “Ben, gimmie some of that white stuff again, it’s more excit’in than ice cream. Jen was lick’in his balls and I was a jack’ in his hard cock.
Jen got all hot and excited and turned around so Ben could lick both our pussy’s. We both was a jack’in on him and a lick’in the end of his big warm cock. That real good feel’in was a com’in in our pussy’s. We was both try’in ta git our pussy bumps on Ben’s tongue. His tongue was a going crazy switch’in between to two of our pussy‘s.
That good feel’in was a com’in up fast in both our pussy’s, and that’s what we wanted. We was a hum’in and a squirm’in. I started shak’in with that good feel’in a com’in. Jen was a squeez’in his balls when the white stuff started shoot’in out. Some fer me and some fer her. When that happened our pussy’s started squeez’in all by themselves….that’s what we wanted. We both made these funny noises caus it felt so dang good. Ben was a squirm’in and a shoot’in that white stuff all over our faces. We liked that part too. I was like sour cream as we licked it up. Ben’s hot breath on our pussy’s made us tingle. Our pussy’s got all wet and slick on Ben’s tongue. We liked that part too.
We was a lay ‘in on Ben and rubb’in his tummy all peaceful like when Jen whispered: (“…ya hear that?”) I listened and the leaves was a rustl’in. Jen slowly got up and got Ben’s shotgun. (not know’in he’d fixed it so it wouldn’t work). She said: “Come outta there”.
Behind a tree peek’in out was our cousin Amy. “Come over here Amy.” Jen said.
Amy was really shy but came over. She was older that us. She was a look’in at us all naked and right at Ben’s cock. Jen said Ben was our boyfriend and did she want to touch him. Her face got all red …but then she started grinn’in real big. Jen said it was ok to touch him and he was a real good pussy licker. I said: “Come on Amy, look at Ben’s nice cock he’s got. You gotta touch it, you’ll like it.”
Well her eyes never left Ben’s cock and she came over and started feel’in Ben’s cock. I said to turn around and lift up her dress and put her pussy on Ben’s mouth. She got all red in the face again, but slowly she did. She had pussy hair and put it right on Ben’s mouth.
Well a coupla Ben’s licks and she started right in a suck’in on Ben’s cock. Ben was a like’in her caus he put his arms around her and everything. Jen told her to sit on Ben’s cock.
Well Jen and I just sat back and watched the show. Amy wasn’t shy now and started kiss’in on Ben and put his cock right in her pussy. Ben rolled her over and her legs came up fast and around Ben. Ben and her started hump’in and Amy was a squeal’ in and kiss’in Ben like he was her boyfriend. It was nice to see Amy not so dang shy.
It was real excit’in to watch Ben hump Amy. Ben was a feel’in her big ol titties and Jen was a grinn’in and a rubb’in her pussy. My own pussy was gett’in tingles too. Maybe Amy just need a good hump’in to not be so gosh darn shy.
Ben unbuttoned Amy’s dress front and he liked her big tits. He was a squeez’in and a lick’in em like candy. He dropped down and give Amy a good pussy lick’in. Fer a girl that didn’t say two words when she came around, she sure was talk’ in now “Oh Ben”…she musta said that 10 times.
Well Ben got back up on her and was hump’in her some more. Amy had her body locked around Ben tight when he gave her a shot of white stiff. Her pussy was a squirt’ in as Ben’s white stuff was a leak’in out. Amy was a shak’in and squeal’in as she kept hump’in Ben.
Watch’in all a this was a mak’in Jen and I real horney. It was time to take Ben to the house…
Amy and Ben humped for a long time. Jen took the shotgun and had Ben git his clothes on. Amy was a hang’in on him and feel’in him and try’in to kiss his cock. Jen always thought Amy was a teched in the head….but she sure wasn’t shy any more…..
* I continued writing the story,
What a great surprise Amy was. She was really built, big tits, hot legs, long black hair and could fuck like a screaming mink. She would make a nice addition to my two new girls.
The girls didn’t know I had the week off and I had planned to spend all night with them. Now with Amy in the picture I had to pick…the girls or getting with the hot Amy some more.
They marched me down to the house with Amy hanging on me. The girls quickly sat on each side of me to keep Amy from sitting by me. Amy sat across from me and pulled her dress up showing her black bushy pussy. Finally the girls went the kitchen to ’fix’ some lemonade. There was a lot of giggling as then ’fixed’ it. I could smell the moon shine clear in the living room.
Bella continues….
“Here ya go Ben and Amy, this here lemonade will cool ya off.” I said. (we added just a touch of shine to it.) Ben took a sip and ya should’a seen his face. His eyes started a water’in as he took a big gulp of air. There was a no way Amy was a leav’in.
Jen and I figured we’d get her drunk and she’d go to sleep. She sat across from Ben with a red face and just a grinn’in. She had her dress pulled up with her hairy pussy a show’in. Ben was look’in right at it and a smil’in.
Jen and I was a tired a wait’in on Amy to go to sleep. Amy started stick’in her finger in her pussy fer Ben ta see. Jen and I knew one thing that would make her leave. Without say’in a word we knew what to do. Jen went and got Blackie our hound dog. When Amy spotted Blackie, she jumped up and took off for Ben’s lap. If’n Blackie come up behind Amy, he’d try and hump her.
One time when Amy was here, Blackie got her from behind. She was a try’in ta push him off and Jen and I was a laugh’in so hard we couldn’t help her. She was a try’in ta walk away and Blackie was a hang’in on her hump’in away. She finally got him off and ran out the door with Blackie a chas’in her.
Blackie now sat at Amy’s feet and she started a kiss’in on Ben. Next thing we knew they was a lay’in down on the couch and Ben was a feel’in her titties. Amy was a hogg’in our boyfriend and Ben was a lik’in it. Jen quickly got a plan. She took Ben’s shotgun and put the barrels against the back of Amy’s neck. She said:
“ Amy, you and Ben git in the bedroom, were all gonna share Ben.” * to be continued….
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My day started fighting bumper-to-bumper traffic on the Connecticut Turnpike as me and my wife Carol drove to New York City. Taking a quick break from the driving, we kissed passioniately in the parking lot of a highway rest stop. When I slipped my hand into her pants, Carol stated, “Maybe later Keith. I just got my period this morning, and I don’t feel too comfortable right now.” I assumed later really meant not this weekend.
Carol’s a housewife and dedicated mother to our four teenage children, and we rarely get a night out. But a few weeks ago, Carol’s younger sister Sally had phoned from her North Carolina condo. Sally had a five day business trip planned for New York City, and the final day was a fun day without any business meetings or conferences planned. Sally’s company had a suite in midtown Manhattan and it was hers to use any way she preferred. Since we haven’t seen Sally in almost a year, she hoped we would be free to spend Friday night with her, as well as most of Saturday, before she had to fly back to Charlotte later that night.
Carol, Sally, and I exchanged pleasantries when we arrived at her hotel. The suite her company owns was incredible. It had a small office set-up, with a computer and television, a separate bathroom, and a pull out couch that was to be our bed later that night. Sally’s room had a view of the New York City skyline to die for, a king-size bed, and a master bathroom with a jacuzzi.
I was resting on the couch, watching ESPN, and the girls were catching up on things and making dinner plans. At least that’s what I assumed. I glanced over at two women who were polar opposites. Carol is 40 years old, about 220 pounds, with black hair, a big ass, big tits with huge areolas and nipples, and a pussy I could suck for hours. She keeps it totally shaven. Carol also has a really big clit and huge pussy lips, and if she had her way, I’d suck her red-hot pussy every morning after the kids head to school. If I had it my way, I’d suck Carol’s hot pussy every night when we turn in to bed also. Carol’s a real screamer though, and night time fuck sessions are pretty difficult with four teenagers living at home.
Sally is only 14 months younger than Carol and she never married. She’s a natural red head and real petite. She has a very demanding job and she’s very succesful and dedicated. She places her career in front of everything, evidenced by the endless string of boyfriends that she breaks up within months.
I must have dozed off and when I awoke, both Carol and Sally were in separate bathrooms showering. I was stunned when my wife walked out of the bathroom wearing a black corset and black stockings. She kissed me on the cheek as she walked past me, and she sat down on the edge of the king-size bed. Sally walked out of the other bathroom wearing a white teddy and white stockings. She smiled at me as she joined her sister on the bed. “Keith, poor Sally hasn’t had her pussy sucked or fucked for weeks,” Carol exclaimed, “and I’ll be doing the sucking in a minute or two. Watch us for a while and then you can handle the fucking if you’d like.” I was totally stunned. To be perfectly honest, I’ve never even daydreamed about fucking my sister-in-law. Yet I was more than ready for the task!
My wife pulled up Sally’s teddy and I saw her sister’s small tits for the first time. Carol sucked one nipple and then the other, before quickly spreading Sally’s legs. I didn’t have much of a view of my wife’s tongue or her sister’s pussy, but my ears told me that Carol had Sally close to cumming. Sally started shaking and she screamed like a banshee when she orgasmed. Then they waved me over to join them.
Carol pulled her sister’s legs apart and said “Look at her sexy pussy, Keith. It’s so wet and so tight.” It was very hairy too, with bright red hair that matched her head. Her pussy was a third of the size of my wife’s. Despite all the pussy fur, with that tiny little snatch she looked just like a little girl. But when Carol pulled Sally’s pussy open, I noticed the second thing the sister’s had in common: a huge clit. My ears had told me minutes before that the first thing they had in common was that they both were screamers.
My cock was so hard and Sally’s pussy was so wet when I slid it straight in. She laid on her back as I thrusted my cock into her tight little pussy. My wife was dangling her tits into her sister’s mouth. While thrusting my cock in and out, my thumb rubbed her big clit in a circular motion. I couldn’t hold back any longer and I shot of bucketful of cum into Sally’s pussy.
“Pull out now,” Carol yelped. “That cum is all mine.” She got back between her sister’s legs and started sucking my hot cum from her sister’s pussy. I was still stunned, having never seen that side of my wife or her sister. Going for what I knew, I started grabbing and slapping my wife’s fat ass cheeks. Carol’s strange. She loves to ass-fuck, but only on the couple days a month that she has her period. Her ass is off limits any other time of the month. I started licking Carol’s asshole, which I knew would drive her crazy. She screamed, “lick my asshole, Keith, suck my big fat ass. “It feels so good.” Carol stopped licking her sister’s pussy, got up on all fours, and begged me to fuck her ass doggie style. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Sally opening a bedroom drawer, and she pulled out a dildo and strap-on harness. I prayed that it was for Carol and not me.
After I shot another big load, this time straight up my wife’s big butt, Sally and her strap-on sat on the edge of the bed. My wife soon got up to join her, as my jizz ran out of her gaping asshole and flowed down her leg. Facing me, Carol squatted down and slid Sally’s dildo into her big butt. My wife’s shaved pussy was staring at me, and I couldn’t have cared less about the tampon string that hung out of her snatch. “Suck my pussy and make me cum,” Carol yelled. Her clit was swollen to about half the size of my thumb, and I grabbed it with my lips, as I reached up and pulled on both of her swollen nipples. They pointed straight out like little rockets blasting out of her big, brown areaolas. I sucked my wife’s big clit in and out of my mouth as I brought her to a screaming orgasm.
I was totally spent, but the girls begged me for one more round. As Sally laid face down on the bed, Carol started licking her sister’s asshole. “I’m getting her ass ready for you Keith, “ said Carol, “and Sally’s never been butt-fucked before.” Without any lube, I struggled to jam my cock in Sally’s ass. I started fingering her butthole instead until she begged for my cock. I tried again and once the head of my cock was inside, I waited a moment before jamming all 7 inches in. Sally winced, but once I started pumping slowly, she proved to be quite the butt slut. She was just like her older, and much bigger sister. I shot my load deep into her ass, and after pulling out, I was ready to collapse.
The three of us laid there, totally spent. I must have dozed off again, and I awoke to the smell of pussy juice and Carol’s whimpers. Sally and my wife were in a 69 position, with Carol on the bottom, of course. My only view was my wife’s mouth on her sister’s clit, and somehow she was reaching back and finger-fucking Sally’s tight butt. My cock got rock hard and I thought, here we go again. But I feigned sleep and watched the action as both girls squirmed to another orgasm.
After both girls came, they laid in each other’s arms and chatted about their dinner plans. One of New York City’s finest steakhouses was their consensus for dinner. Dessert sounded even better. They agreed that I’d be eating strawberry hair pie for dessert, with my wife sucking my cock at the other end of the daisy chain. That sounded great; I never ate out a redhead’s hairy pussy before. I’ve chowed on my wife’s shaved pussy for 20+ years. She had a dark, hairy black bush when we first met, and I had eaten out plenty of blondes and brunettes before Carol and I met. But never a redhead. I couldn’t wait to get Sally’s huge clit in my mouth, and my cock in my wife’s mouth. Carol sucks and swallows like a champ, and I’ve been cumming by the bucketload all afternoon.
The girls were also whispering some other ideas that I don’t know if I heard clearly. Did they really want to have a piss party in the jacuzzi before taking turns fucking my ass with the strap-on?
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How I was seduced by an older guy on the school swim team.
What I thought was a normal physical at the doctor’s turned to be so much more
This story has no relation with “Babysitting Alex” nor “Don’t Lose Alex” Stories, although the same characthers will be used with slight differences such as age.
I tell a story about how my marriage ended to Trent.
I don’t know what I am. But he’s beautiful, and his skin is soft. I might be gay, but then again, Cody is the farthest thing from a guy I know. Either way, I don’t care.
“WAVE TO THE MOON. IT’S WATCHING” – Deadeye Dick
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Clay looked down at the boy’s hair. It was combed back in a tight, soaking bunch just above the back of his neck. Clay never expressed how great that hair made him feel. The boy, fully aware of his own attractiveness, probably never knew.
“I mean, it’s not like we’d do anything serious. You know? I mean this could be a one time thing. Just kinda seeing how it..I dunno, how it feels.” Clay paused, bit his lower lip. “You know what I mean?”
The boy took awhile to answer. Typical. When he wasn’t running his mouth – his cute mouth, Clay thought with a twist of his stomach – he was combing that hair. One swipe wasn’t enough. No, it usually took twenty to satisfy.
He yanked a piece of grass from the earth. He twisted it, stuck it between his teeth. Then he said: “Yeah. Yeah, I know. I always wondered how it was. But it’s up to you.”
“Well, I..”
What else? Christ, the idea was hard enough to bring up. What else could there possibly be to clarify?
“I mean, where would we do it?” the boy asked. A thin strand of green saliva rolled off his chin. “We’d need a place, and a time, I guess. I never done this before.”
“Me neither,” Clay said.
The boys were sitting on a slopped hill overlooking Camp Greenwood. The mess hall building stood the tallest and ugliest, painted a rancid puke green. One of its windows, the cracked one on the left, glistened in the afternoon sun. Clay had to squint when he glanced downhill, but the boy was wearing a pair of cheap pink sunglasses. He was on his back, staring up at the sky. Clay stood over him. Thinking of what to say next.
“They’re always doing camper check up after supper,” the boy said, the grass blade bopping along between his lips. “And in the morning they do it again. And then again after breakfast. So when are we doing it?”
“Fuck.”
Clay spat. He reached in his pocket and unwrapped a piece of gum. He chewed, not really satisfied. Barely any sugar. The boy once joked that Clay chewed more gum than a chain-smoker smoked.
Clay spat again.
“How ’bout this?” The boy lifted himself from the ground, using his elbows. His hair was corkscrewed in the back and sprinkled with dirt. Soon the plastic comb would be out. “How about we meet here tonight after lights out, or something. After the counselors are sleeping and the guys are sleeping, we’ll come down here.”
“Uh, yeah. I guess that’ll work,” Clay said, distracted.
“But we’ll make it quick. Really quick. We always have a second chance with this, right? If it don’t go right this time, there’s always next time. You know what I mean?”
Clay knew. He popped another tasteless piece of gum. He knew.
What about the guys? What if they found out?
“Here would be good I guess, but what about Patterson? He always stays up at midnight.” Clay stopped, chewed. The boy was nodding slowly, as if keeping rhythm to a song stuck in his pretty little head. “We need an excuse.”
“We don’t need one,” the boy said at once. “Patterson doesn’t even like you.”
“If he doesn’t like me, he’ll turn me..us in.”
“Nah, he won’t.”
Clay suddenly felt angry. It crawled up his throat. It made his gum, already lacking flavor, taste like soap. He spat a third time, right beside the boy’s pretty blonde head. “What the fuck are you talking about?” he asked.
“C’mon,” the boy said. He hopped to his feet and spat himself, the grass blade dancing and twirling as it fell. “C’mon.”
2 =
Camp Counselor Rickley didn’t want to be your friend. He only wanted to help, but he wanted to stay put on a strict teacher-student level. Clay was fine with that. In fact he felt relief when Rickley announced this himself on the first day of summer, when Camp Greenwood opened its two oak entrance doors.
When Clay and the blonde boy walked into Rickley’s office, he was leaning back on a hard-looking meta chair, his feet propped up on his desk, reading a thin Sci-Fi novel. He was halfway through, his lips slightly pulled apart as his eyes scanned the pages. A grotesque alien and a sexy muscular woman graced the cover.
“Rickley?” Clay said softly. He gave the office door two quick taps just to make sure. Rickley heard. He looked up in mild surprise and marked his place with an old Pokemon card. “Could we talk to you?”
“Sure guys,” Rickley said. He leaned forward. His hair was dry, burnt orange, and tied up in a last-minute ponytail. His skin had a greasy gleam to it. Perhaps the harsh fluorescent lights above were to blame. Clay wasn’t sure. Considering the problem on his shoulders at that moment, he didn’t care. “Sorry guys about the chairs. You’ll have to stand. Sorry.”
“No problem,” the boy said. “We just wanted to ask one question.”
Rickley smiled. A strictly professional smile. A bit ugly. “Shoot.”
“Well, we..” Clay started. He looked over at the boy for support. The boy shrugged, reached into his pocket for his plastic comb. So typical. And this was his idea. “..we wanted to move cabins. We have Cabin 4. We were thinking about Cabin 6. Maybe 7?”
“Uh, well…Why?”
“Well, eh..”
The boy stepped to the plate this time. Four swipes and the comb was gone, retired for the time being. He cleared his throat. “Patterson is so annoying. He’s annoying us.” As if for emphasis, or evidence, the boy added quickly, “And he hates Clay.”
Rickley crossed his pale arms and sighed. His eyes fixed on Clay, then switched over to the blond boy.
“I don’t like Patterson that much,” Clay said. He was being honest.
He knew Rickley heard the honesty. “Sure, guys,” he gave in. “But you better go pack your stuff now. It’s getting dark.”
Clay held back his smile, but the boy couldn’t help a crooked grin. Clay saw it before the boy could put it away. His heart fluttered. His cheeks flooded with warmth.
“Thanks!” the boy said.
“Yeah, thanks Rickley,” Clay said.
“Sure, yep,” Rickley said. He got up. “But one thing before you guys go and pack. You guys remember what I said on the first day?”
Clay looked at the boy. The boy looked back. Their faces were blank. It must’ve been a funny sight, because Rickley chuckled: gawk, gawk, gawk. “I just said to try to tolerate your cabin-mates,” he said. “Even if they’re buttheads. Right?”
Clay nodded.
“Sure, Rickley,” the boy said. “C’mon, you know Patterson’s an asshole.”
“I know anyone can be buttheads, kiddo,” Rickley said patently; professionally. “Watch your language in my office.”
3 =
Clay finished first. He picked his box up and carried it outside Cabin 4’s entrance, holding his breath under its respectable weight. A few books and t-shirts there, two or three CDs here, and he was finished. Piece of cake.
He waited for the boy. He couldn’t hear him – the boy was, and had always been, a silent packer – so he sat down on his box and counted the leafs.
What’s happening tonight? He couldn’t help the question wandering into his head. Once it was there it demanded an answer. What are you going to do? What the fuck is happening?
Clay had spent so much time planning, so much time nervously imagining the feel of the boy, what the boy would do without clothes…Now he couldn’t even answer a simple question. A question he asked himself.
Here’s the bottom line: Clay didn’t know. Nothing can be planned perfectly, Clay was aware of that. Nothing is perfect. The night would just have to unravel, blossom. If it happened, it happened. If it didn’t, well….
“But we’ll make it quick,” the boy had said, not four hours before. “Really quick. We always have a second chance with this, right? If it don’t go right this time, there’s always next time. You know what I mean?”
So what exactly did the boy mean by that? Did he plan on doing this with Clay again? Did he like Clay? Did he have a-
“Clay! C’mere a second!”
Clay perked up a bit. He hopped off his box and poked his head into the boy’s room.
The smell hit first; a strange mixture of sweat-dried socks, cologne, and bubblegum. Then his eyes adjusted to the room’s dim light, and he could see the boy hunched over his own box, his arm under his bed, his tongue stuck out in frustration.
“Help me with this,” the boy told Clay.
—
They settled on Cabin 6. It stood closest to Burnblack Hill, the boy assured. He was right. The boy assured Clay that the interior would be cozy, that the other campers would have a helluva hard time hearing them. Again, the boy was right on the money.
They stumbled in, dropped their boxes.
“Lookit this,” the boy said loudly. He smiled. He clapped Clay on the back. “Ah, yeah. This is good.”
“Yeah,” Clay said. It has a rug. Lookit the rug.”
“I know, man, I see it.”
The floor was spotless. The windows were streak-free and sent back perfectly-made reflections; Clay and the boy, standing side by side. A table had been nudged into one corner. Books, papers, and candy wrappers littered the surface. The boy picked up the thickest book, thumbed through it.
“Textbook.”
He dropped it and began a rhythm; stare, touch, smell, chuckle. He treated Cabin 6 like a high class four star hotel room.
It could have been a hotel room, expect for the TV. Someone had broken it.
—
Hours later.
The smell of cigarette smoke hung in the air. The boy was sucking on a crumpled Camel. Clay hated cigarettes. He tried to persuade the boy not to light up, but it was pointless. Like trying to kick his own gum habit.
He pulled the covers over his nose and counted the brown ceiling tiles. He was naked. The boy was naked.
The boy didn’t bother with covers. His dick sat limply on his left thigh, shaven, swollen with greenish veins. Clay gave it a friendly hey-how’sitgoing-look, then turned on his side.
“So what are we doing now?” the boy asked. He blew smoke, and it all seemed to swarm Clay’s side. He coughed. “Sorry, man. So what you want to do now?”
“I, uh…I dunno.”
“Well, we have to do something. I mean, you’re supposed to do something after you’re naked. Like, I dunno…do something.”
Do what? Clay thought. His own penis, smaller and hairier, twitched to life, as if it to was waiting for something.
“I think we should, uh..” the boy paused. He dragged on his cigarette in the meantime. Coughed. Continued: “I think we should suck each other.”
Clay sat up. Something pierced his heart then, reminding him of the feeling he got whenever his name was mentioned during the morning announcements at school. The feeling always subsided on his way to the office, but that was at school. This feeling stayed.
“Here, I’m putting out my cigarette. Get ready, you’re goin’ first.”
Jesus. Jesus fucking Christ.
Finally happening. Clay could hardly believe it. He could hardly throw the cover off his lap, his dick was so erect. It looked almost purple in the moonlight leaking in.
“Nice,” the boy said, rubbing the tip. Clay moaned and shut his eyes. “Man, you want it. Don’t you? Keep your eyes closed.”
Clay propped his head on a pillow, pushed back so the boy would have room to…work. He clutched Clay’s thighs. He spread them until Clay heard his pelvis crack. A cool draft swept over his asshole, his ballsack, and he moaned again.
“Woah.”
“What?” Clay asked. Eyes closed. Fists behind his head.
“Your asshole’s really hairy. And your thighs-”
“Just do it,” Clay said forcefully. But he had a smile.
“Well..alright.”
Those were the last words Clay remembered. Then the pleasure paralyzed him, wiped out his entire thinking process. “Oh, god,” he moaned in Cabin 6.
4 =
Clay took the bedsheets in his fists. By now he was sweating like a bitch. His bang were drenched. His back felt sticky and itchy. But he didn’t fucking care. The pleasure was too great, too big.
His feet were up. The boy had his mouth full. His head was bobbing up and down in a rhythm even the mattress joined in on. The springs creaked as Clay screamed.
“Ah!”
“Goofhod?” the boy said against skin.
“Yeah!”
The boy heard loud and clear. He kept up his rhythm. It was so perfect, almost rehearsed. His hands ended up on Clay’s stomach, playing with his curled chest hair. Then his finger traveled south, tickled Clay’s lower thigh, the space just below his ballsack, just above his…
“No, man. Not yet. It’s gonna hurt.”
The boy took his mouth off Clay’s cock, which was dripping and throbbing. He started a slower but more comfortable rhythm with his free hand. “Nah, it won’t. It looks lose. I can’t believe I found it with all this hair.”
“Very funny. Just c’mon and keep going.”
The boy continued.
—
It built slowly, starting at Clay’s throat and then spreading to his stomach, the tip of his penis. Familiar, of course. He’d jerked off at least a million times since his first pump-pound in fourth grade, when he was only eleven.
But this feeling felt different. The fourth grade feeling built a dinky lego bulding. This feeling – the Camp Greenwood feeling – was building a fucking skyscraper. Building the Effel Tower and squeezing the Empire State Building on top.
Rhythm; up down, lick, suck, down up.
“Uh..”
He couldn’t control his feet. He had them wrapped around the boy’s midsection, his toes buried in the boy’s smooth ass cheeks. When he got tired of clasping the bedsheets, he decided on stroking the boy’s beautiful blonde locks. The boy didn’t mind. This was an exception. The boy, Clay supposed, gave in easily with a dick in his mouth.
“Little harder,” Clay said.
The boy made it harder.
“AH! FASTER!”
The boy picked up the pace. His lips were smeared with his own spit, and Clay’s cum.
Speaking of cum…
“Ah! UH!”
“Cuphmi’?” the boy mumbled.
Clay nodded. No more words. His tongue was frozen as the feeling hit every inch of his body. He cocked his head back as far his spine would allow, as far as the mattress would allow, and screamed.
Building, building. Bubbling to the surface. Soon he’d cum. He’d fucking choke the boy, but he couldn’t help it.
“Ah, AH!”
The shape was just below the water. Clay could see it, dark and looking lovely. Soon it would burst through the surface and drench everything. The boy’s face. The bedsheets. The ceiling, fuck if it could. Fuck it it couldn’t.
“AH!”
Suddenly the boy’s lips were gone. The shape dropped a little, and Clay – picturing all this in his head – struggled to see it. Struggled to persuade it.
He caught his breath. “Wha-what are you doin-”
“Shut up,” the boy said, and climbed on top of Clay.
Clay opened his eyes. The boy was sweating, his face so close to Clay’s..He kissed his lips, and he tasted Chap Stick. Clay was sure his own lips tasted like gum.
“Hey!”
But the boy wasn’t listening. He grabbed his cock, stiff and at least seven inches, thrust it into Clay’s ass, and began a third rhythm. Much more violent. Much more forceful, and sloppy, and determined.
The boy grunted. Clay shrieked.
“OW. NAH! C’MON, STOP!”
Another grunt. That was Clay’s answer. He couldn’t even see the shape in the water now. His dick went limp. He punched the boy on the chest. The boy laughed.
“C’mon, Clay. Dude. Just relax. Relax. I need to do this.”
“Fucking STOP!”
“DUDE. RELAX.” Like a teacher talking to a retard. “Close your eyes.”
Clay tried. The pain kept them open. His asshole was ripping down there, he could feel it. Something was dripping down his leg, he was sure it was blood. Not cum. Not the boy’s.
“Relax. Rela-ugh. Relax.”
Pump. Pump. Thrust. The shape came back, and so did his erection. The boy’s rhythm was better than ever.
Everything was back on.
“Ah!”
“Ugh, uh, AH!”
“AH!”
The sounds of sex echoed against the walls. The springs creaked. Clay had his hands around the boy’s neck, the boy had his lips on Clay’s cheek. Their damp bodies collided, stuck, and the sound joined the others.
Clay had to cum. The feeling was back, and it was somehow stronger.
“Man, I’m cumming!”
“Hold on,” the boy answered.
Another thrust. The boy’s dick was smeared with sweat and shit. He didn’t look down, only felt Clay’s pleasure, smelled the smells.
“I’m..AH!”
“No-”
“AHHH!”
He couldn’t hold it back. You can’t hold a dolphin down, you can’t tell it not to break the ocean surface. The shape broke the surface. Clay came everywhere. He could almost hear the pinched squirt. He certainly saw the squirt. The boy’s chest caught everything. On the third pump, the bedsheets were the target. “Uhhhh.”
“I aint done yet,” the boy pronounced. He gave his final thrust strength. “AH!”
It was all over. Clay felt as if someone had loosened his bowels. Everything came out, the blood, the cum, the shit. His asshole twitched. He farted. The smell seemed to haunt the air. It stank of shit, and blood, and cum. Clay tried to cover himself, but the boy pulled his hand away. “Let it out,” he said, panting, wiping his chest. “You’re probably going to shit blood.”
“I don’t care,” Clay said. He was staring at the sliver of moonlight outside. It must have watched everything from up there. It almost seemed to applaud.
PROLOUGE =
Clay cleaned himself up. He found a fresh pair of boxer shorts, slipped them on, checked himself in the bathroom mirror. He looked horrible. But he looked happy.
When he walked out, the boy was on an armchair, flipping through the textbook he’d found earlier. He was still naked, but clean. No sweat.
“C’mere,” he said, his eyes still on page four-hundred. Clay sat down next to him. His asshole kept twitching, and walking made it worse.”You smell good.”
“Thanks,” Clay said. He kissed the boy on the cheek, and looked down at the textbook.
“Read this poem,” the boy said. “Right there, at the bottom.”
It was written by a guy named Otto Baumberger. Baumberger’s picture was included beside the text; handsome, with a long salt-pepper beard and thick eyebrows. Wearing a suit and tie. Frowning.
Clay read:
“I will build a window,
I will open a window,
What will you see?”
Clay remained silent as he finished the last word, the last question mark. He ran a finger over Baumberger’s picture, as if that would reveal the poem’s mystery,
“I like it,” the boy said. “I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about.”
Clay didn’t have a clue either, but he liked the picture the poem painted inside his head.
Clay and the boy, holding hands outside a beautiful home. Clay and the boy kissing. A carpenter working on the windows. He finishes. It’s Otto Baumberger himself. Yeah. His beard is dripping with sweat. “There ya go,” he says, motioning to the final window, which happens to be the biggest. Clay and the boy wander over, hand in hand, cheek to cheek. They look through. Clay cries, and the boy soon follows.
They’re looking at a decked out living room. They’re looking at grand kids and parents, and themselves, and little kids, and a Christmas tree, and a roaring fireplace, and Clay’s father, proud of his son. His gay son.
“I’m cold,” Clay said “It’s cold in here.”
The boy smiled. He dropped the textbook and Otto Baumberger down on the coffee table. He spread his hairless thighs. His asshole looked loose, which didn’t surprise Clay.
Never done this before my ass, he says to himself before starting a little rhythm of his own.
= THE END =
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A boy learns about sex from Dad and Mom
Dear readers, this story is copied from other site with some addition from my side…please enjoy….
Here I am in a Caribbean Resort hotel room in a 69 position with my new daughter-in-law. As we lick each other’s pussy we are both getting fucked in the ass. She is being ass fucked by her new husband who is also my son. I am getting ass fucked by my son’s best friend who was also his best man. Before I finish this scene let me tell you how we all got here.
I am a divorced wife who made out very well in the custody battle and financial settlement. My son and I have lived very comfortably in a stately home. The home is not a mansion but it is plenty big with beautiful private grounds with a security gate. We have a large in-ground pool with very tasteful and comfortable patio furniture. The basement is completely finished with a wet bar, exercise room and recreation room.
My son Jerry had just graduated from college and was planning to get married in a month. Jerry is a good looking young man at age 22 with blonde hair and blue eyes. He is 5’9″ tall and weighs 160 pounds and in excellent shape. He and his best friend Biff work out at our house all the time. Biff is a strapping young man at 6’2″ and 195 pounds. He played football in college and still keeps himself in great shape. He was also 22 years old with brown hair and piercing steel blue eyes.
Jerry was planning to marry Joannie a bleached blonde who I did not care for. I felt she was after Jerry only for our money. Joannie was pretty at 5’7″ and 120 pounds she looked good. Her figure was 34-22-35 without an ounce of body fat. Joannie swam a lot and also worked out with the guys. Her well-tanned body was lean and tight. Her 34b tits were firm and Joannie hardly ever wore a bra. Her short mini-skirts accented her long tan legs. I had often seen had seen Joannie wear thong panties with her curvy ass peeking out from under her skirt.
At 44 years old I was still proud of my figure. I was always small breasted with a 34 b-cup. I had nice legs and a shapely bottom. I was a natural blond with blue eyes. I also made good use of the pool to stay in shape. I had a great tan with no tan lines because I was able to sunbathe in the nude in our private yard. My name is Marla.
Marla watches Biff and Jerry workout
Jerry, Joannie and I were planning the wedding together and we did a lot of shopping together and individually. The wedding and reception would be at our house. Jerry and Joannie would be going to Jamaica for their honeymoon. One day I headed up to go shopping and realized that I forgot something so I went back to the house. I entered the house and I heard Jerry and Biff down in the basement, I figured that they were working out together again. Then I heard Biff speak.
“Oh yeah suck that cock suck it good,” he yelled.
I knew that I shouldn’t but I had to see what was going on in my house. I quietly walked down the stairs and looked into the bar area. There was Biff sitting back on one of the bar stools with my son Jerry on his knees sucking on Biff’s cock. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Here was my son to be married is less than a month sucking on his best man’s cock.
“Man you sure are a great cocksucker Jerry. I think that you may be just a little better than Joannie,” Biff echoed.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and hearing. Was Biff getting blowjobs from both Jerry and Joannie?
“I’m getting close Jerry,” Biff warned.
“Cum on me this time,” Jerry said as he took Biff’s dick out of his mouth and jerked him off with his hand as he fondled Biff’s balls with his other.
I was taken with the size of Biff’s cock. I knew that he had a good package from the times I saw him in his bathing suit but I was not prepared for this. His cock had to be 8-9 inches long and thick enough that my son could not wrap his hand around it.
Jerry continued to jerk off Biff occasionally licking the head of his dick. Then Jerry took the cock head back in and out of his mouth making a popping sound as it left his mouth.
“Here it comes, Jerry,” Biff announced as he shot streams of cum into the air. It landed on his stomach and on my son’s face, hair, chest, and all over the back of his hand.
I had never seen anyone cum that much before. Biff must have fired six or seven volleys of his seed before it just started to ooze out of his dick head. Jerry took Biff’s cock back into his mouth and sucked him dry. He then licked cum off of the back of his hand and off of Biff’s body.
“I love to watch you shoot,” he told Biff.
“What do you like best, watching me shoot or having me cum in your mouth,” Biff asked.
“That’s a tough call. I like watching you shoot barrage after barrage into the air but I also like it when it hits the back of my throat and fills my mouth,” Jerry answered and then went back to sucking Biff’s cock which maintained its erect state.
“Are you ready to fuck me? I really need your cock in my ass now,” my son asked him.
Surely my son is not going to take that monster in his ass I thought to myself. I watched as Jerry retrieved some sort of lubricant and prepared his asshole for Biff’s dick. Biff generously applied the lube to his stiff pecker. My son leaned over the bar stool as Biff got behind him and slowly eased his impressive organ into Jerry’s rectum.
Biff fucked him slowly at first and then picked up the pace. I couldn’t believe that my son could take that entire cock in his ass. Biff was pounding him hard now as his body slammed against my son’s buttocks.
“Oh yeah, give it to me, fuck me hard, fuck me with that ass buster,” my son called out to Biff.
“You have a great looking ass and I love fucking it. I love it as much as fucking Joannie’s ass,” Biff told him as my son was impaled on his cock.
“Take it all in!” he shouted and with one insanely hard thrust he stretched my son’s asshole even more. I thought his cock head would be come out of my son’s open mouth.
“There you go Jerry!” he yelled stopping momentarily as he relished the scene with his entire pole imbedded in my son’s ass. My son was impatiently waiting impatiently for the ass pounding to continue.
“Do you want me to fuck your brains out?” he asked arrogantly.
“Oh God please yes!” my son begged.
With that he pulled his rigid dick out until only his head remained inside of my son’s ass and then he again buried it forcefully to the hilt. Biff repeated the process quickly picking up pace. His sweaty balls smacked right into my son’s ass repeatedly his balls as I watched his bun hole repeatedly stretched and un-stretched over and over. Each slide in and pull out sent a shiver of pleasure up my son’s spine as Biff relentlessly slammed into him. He held my son by the shoulders as he forced himself into him harder and harder.
“Oh that’s incredible!” my son screamed.
“Give it to me, give me your cum, cum in my ass,” Jerry begged him as he jerked on his own cock.
Biff really picked up the pace and rapidly plowed my son’s ass as he raced toward his second orgasm. He held onto to my son’s hips as he pounded his ass. I could tell by the look on Biff’s face that he was really close to cumming.
“Here it comes again,” Biff yelled as his entire body stiffened and he plunged into Jerry’s ass unloading his seed.
“Oh yeah, I can feel it, fill me up, fill up my ass with your jizm,” Jerry called out.
Biff resumed fucking Jerry slowly as Jerry rotated his ass and squeezed his buttocks milking the remaining cum from Biff. Jerry was franticly jerking his own dick in search of his first orgasm. Jerry stiffened with Biff’s cock still impaled in his ass and shot his load across the bar stool. Biff slowly eased his deflating cock out of my son’s ass and it made a popping sound as it cleared his sphincter.
“Man I really know that I’ve been fucked when you fuck me Biff,” Jerry told him as he turned and faced Biff, taking Biff’s cock in his hand and then dropping to his knees to take it back in his mouth.
I was in shock to what I had just witnessed, my own son sucking cock and taking it in the ass. What about Joannie? Did she know what was going on? She was obviously fucking Biff too, so she must know. I watched as the guys began to clean themselves up and then I quietly left the basement. As I walked up the stairs I realized that my own pussy was sopping wet. As appalled as I was I was also turned on by the scene I just witnessed.
I left the house to go shopping as originally planned. As I was driving my mind kept going back to Biff and Jerry. I made up my mind to spy on them some more whenever I could. Would I get to watch Joannie as well? Time would tell.
Joannie joins the guy’s workout
One day the three of them were swimming and sunbathing by our pool. I told them that I was going out for a couple of hours and that I would be home in time for dinner. They bid me farewell and I pretended to leave in hopes that something might happen between them. I was not to be disappointed. Before long I heard them come in from the pool through the doors to the recreation room. They were laughing and joking around and then things got a little quiet. Finally I heard Biff speak.
“Joannie you are doing a great job sucking my cock. I told Jerry the other day that I wasn’t sure who was the better cocksucker, you or him.”
That was my cue to slip downstairs and observe the action. When I got to my observation point I saw that Biff was sitting between Joannie and Jerry on the couch and Joannie had leaned over to suck Biff’s pecker. The three of them were naked and I could see the discarded swim suits nearby on the floor.
“My turn now,” Jerry said as he took Biff’s dick from Joannie and started to suck it.
Joannie moved around and knelt down to take my Jerry’s cock in her mouth. Now my son and future daughter-in-law were both sucking cock, incredible!
Jerry and Joannie kept sucking until both Biff and Jerry came. Biff filled Jerry’s mouth to overflowing with his orgasmic load and Jerry shot his wad into Joannie’s mouth. Jerry and Joannie lick their lips savoring the taste of cum. Biff then had Joannie sit on the sofa as he knelt between her legs to eat her pussy. Jerry sat along side Joannie and they kissed deeply exchanging the remaining cum between them. Biff had lifted Joannie’s legs up on his shoulders and buried his face in her twat. Within minutes Biff had Joannie squirming with her first orgasm.
“Oh shit, oh shit, yeah right there you got the spot. Suck me, nibble me, make me cum,” Joannie yelled out as her body went into spasms with the intensity of her orgasm.
Biff clearly knew what he was doing as he had Joannie going wild. She drenched his face with her pussy cum and he kept right on eating her until she pleaded with him to stop.
“Stop, please stop, no more, I can’t take anymore. Man can you eat pussy,” she gasped.
I witnessed the remarkable recovery of youth for the next several hours as the three of them engaged in a variety of sexual compilations. The men each came at least four times and Joannie had countless orgasms.
Biff was hard again after eating Joannie’s pussy and Joannie wanted his big cock in her cunt. Biff lay back on the sofa and Joannie straddled him lowering herself on his dick. Joannie moaned as the large cock entered her womb. She allowed herself time to adjust to his size and then started fucking herself on his cock. Jerry knelt behind her and began to finger her asshole with the lubricant. Satisfied that she was well greased he eased his 6″ into her ass. Joannie stopped moving and leaned forward slightly so that Jerry would have easy access to her bottom. The guys got into a rhythm and were soon driving Joannie crazy. When Jerry pulled out Biff plowed her pussy and when Biff pulled out Jerry slammed into her ass.
Joannie had multiple orgasms before it was obvious that the guys were close to cumming again. Biff and Jerry picked up the pace and were pounding Joannie’s body. They were not trying to maintain a rhythm but only racing toward their own climatic end.
“Oh fuck me, fuck me, give me your cum, cum in my ass, cum in my pussy, fill me up.” Oh I wish I had another cock for my mouth,” Joannie repeated over and over.
Jerry seemed to cum first based on his body gyrations, then stiffening and gasping as he unloaded in his wife’s to be ass. Biff wasn’t far behind as he started humping Joannie’s cunt and almost bucked Jerry and Joannie off of him with the power of his orgasm. They all collapsed with Biff on the bottom and Joannie sandwiched between them.
After a brief rest the trio moved into position for their finale. Joannie lay on her back as Jerry got between her legs and slipped his cock into her hot pussy. Biff got behind my son and slid his thick cock into his ass. Joannie and Biff let Jerry do all the work humping her pussy and impaling himself on Biff’s dick. Jerry moved faster and faster as he approached his orgasm bringing his two partners off with him. It was amazing as they all seemed to stiffen and cum at the same time. They then collapsed, their bodies totally drained. Once they recovered they headed back out to the pool and I snuck back upstairs with a sopping wet pussy.
Biff Confronts Marla
I had several more opportunities to observe these sex enthusiasts engage in threesome activities and compilations. One day they were shooting pool in the nude and purposely distracting each other during the shot. Jerry was lining up a shot when Joannie jumped up on the pool table and spread her legs.
“I bet you can’t hit my clit,” she said as she opened her labia with her hands and pulled open the protective hood covering her clit.
Jerry replied, “What do you want to bet?”
“The loser has to lick the other one’s asshole,” she said laughingly.
As Jerry took aim Joannie said, “Wait you need a little distraction to make it challenging, Biff fuck his ass.”
Biff then slid his impressive pecker into Jerry’s asshole. Jerry grunted and tried to focus on the shot. Just as Jerry attempted the pool shot Biff plowed into his ass and the ball hit Joannie in the foot.
“You lose,” she yelled as she moved down the table toward Jerry’s face.
Joannie lifted her legs up so that Jerry could lick her asshole as Biff continued to fuck him in the ass. Jerry licked Joannie from her asshole up to her pussy and soon had her cumming on his face. Biff in the meantime shot his load into my son’s ass. Jerry stood up still impaled on Biff’s cock and lifted his own dick toward Joannie’s body and sprayed his cum on her thighs.
These three were insatiable and bordering on sexual deviation. I wondered how long this would go on after Joannie and Jerry were married. I was lost in my thoughts when I realized that Biff was looking toward my hiding place. Had he seen me? Would he say anything? God, I hoped not. I quietly slipped back up stairs praying that I had not been detected.
A couple of days passed and Biff never said a word about seeing me spy on them. I assumed that he had not seen me but I was careful not to return to my hiding place too soon. I thought that if a waited a few more days then I could start spying again undetected.
One weekend the three of them planned a trip with some friends up to the lake. I was glad to finally have the house and pool to myself for a few days. Saturday was a hot day and I chose to hang out by the pool all day. I set the security system so that I would not be disturbed as I decided to read a good book as I sunbathed in the nude. I was totally into the book when I was startled by Biff’s voice.
“Catching some rays, Marla?” he observed.
I quickly reached for my robe but he had already moved it out of my reach. I dropped my book and covered my breasts with one hand and my vulva with the other.
“What are you doing here? I thought you went to the lake. How did you get in?” I asked nervously.
“I decided to pass on the lake and hang out by your pool. Jerry gave me the security code so I just let myself in. You don’t mind if I join you do you?” he replied
“I certainly do mind. I wanted some privacy today and I would like you leave now!” I said trying to sound firm.
He laughed and started to take off his clothes and said, “I’ll just stay for a little while and work on my tan lines.”
I was appalled with his behavior and shocked when he striped naked. I stared briefly at his penis which even in its soft state was 6″ long. I broke my stare and flipped over on my stomach to face away from him.
“Hey what’s the big deal? It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before,” he said.
He knew, he had seen me spying on them and there was no denying it. He then surprised me by straddling my legs and patting my buttocks.
“You have a nice ass Marla in fact you have a great figure. Let me put some lotion on you so that you don’t sun burn,” he offered.
I felt him squirt the lotion on my shoulders and back and lean forward to rub it in to my skin. As he leaned forward I felt the weight of his now erect cock resting on my ass cheeks. I protested and tried to squirm away but he just held me still and covered my body with lotion.
He worked his way down from my shoulders to the small of my back and then started with my calves and worked up to my thighs. Then he began to massage my ass and I felt a familiar stirring in my loins. I was red as a beet but it wasn’t from the sun. I tried one more time to avoid his advances but to no avail. Biff spent a long time massaging my ass cheeks and inner thighs and occasionally let his hand slip between them.
He took hold of my shoulders and slowly turned me over on my back. I was just about to protest again when he kissed me deeply plunging his tongue into my mouth. His tongue sought out mine and he had me reeling in passion. I resolved to allow him to have his way with me. After all isn’t that what I wanted?
Biff kissed his way from my lips to my jaw line and along my neck. He lightly kissed, licked and nibbled my neckline softly. Then he tongued my ear just enough to add stimulation. I wanted to protest but felt extremely pleasurable.
He then worked his way further down to my chest kissing me along the way. When he finally reached my breasts he gently squeezed them and rolled my nipples between his fingers. It had been so long and I felt so feminine, so exquisite and I longed for more of his touches and caresses.
Biff looked into my eyes and whispered, “You have great tits.” Why couldn’t he refer to them as breasts I wondered as he teased, kissed and squeezed my breasts? He tortured me by neglecting my nipples as he went close and blew his warm breath over them exciting me and increasing my desire.
I was on the edge and close to an orgasm just from his foreplay. I urgently craved the touch that would provide my much needed release. Biff brought me to the edge of desire and allowed me to linger there as he touched me. His one hand cupped my vulva and probed at the opening of my moist passage while he continued to tweak and tease my nipples. His wet warm mouth covered my other breast filling me with lust. My desire to cum increased.
Biff had me to the point that I would orgasm if he touched my clit. I was overheated and my pussy was on fire. Just a touch would have ignited my flame and sent me crashing over the edge. A moan escaped my lips as I beseeched him to touch me. “Please, please,” I implored him.
“Please what Marla? What do you want me to do? Do you want to cum?” he asked me in a seductive tone.
“Oh yes, let me cum,” I pleaded.
He pushed both my breasts together and took both nipples into his mouth and sucked them. He would release them letting them pop out of his mouth and repeated the process until my hips were moving of their own accord. He then slid his tongue across them and flicked them back and forth but stopped before I exploded in orgasm.
As he touched the tip of my labia he inserted his finger inside my juicy and wet pussy searching for my clit. He then spread his remaining fingers opening my outer lips as he slid his finger back and forth over my hard pearl.
Biff then knelt and placed his warm mouth on my moisture. He flattened his tongue and slid it back and forth as he licked the length of my slit. My vulva was swollen with desire as he licked and sucked my juices from me holding my clit firmly between his lips. My muscles contracted in spasm and I squirted cum over his fingers and mouth. I moaned and trembled as my body grew weak from my intense climax. Little did I know that the best was yet to come and what was in store for me.
Biff neatly lapped up the remainder of my pussy cum and then he moved up the lounge chair and kissed me deeply allowing me to taste myself from his lips.
“See how delicious you taste. Your pussy really puffs up when you get excited and you are a real squirter,” he told me.
“Biff, my pussy always swelled when I was excited and for as long as I could remember I would squirt cum out in streams. My ex-husband didn’t like that and he would not eat my pussy to climax. He also made fun of my pussy because of the swollen size,” I confessed.
“Well I kind of dig it having you shoot your juice into my mouth. When I scuba dive I see a fish called a Puffer fish because it puffs up when excited. Now I have seen a puffer pussy,” he teased me.
“Now I want to make you feel good and we have just begun,” he said stroking my face tenderly.
Biff stood up and his big cock stretched forward. I was looking at the largest cock that I have seen if my life. Biff’s cock looked twice as big as my ex-husband’s dick. It had to be at least 9″ long and over 5″ around. Biff was obviously proud of his manhood as he almost posed letting it wave in front of my face. I had the urge to take his cock in my mouth but I had never sucked a cock this large before and I was afraid.
He pushed me gently back on the lounge and I lay back all the way, spreading my legs for him. Biff positioned himself between my thighs, took my face in his hands and leaned in to kiss me. I wrapped my arms tightly around him and held him almost in fear of the penetration I knew was to come. He slowly inched his impressive organ into me stretching my womb as he did. I whimpered into his mouth and trembled against him trying hard to control myself. Once he had gotten completely into me he paused and allowed me to adjust to his size before he started fucking me. I had never been so full and it seemed like every fiber in my pussy was alive and tingling.
Biff broke our kiss and looked down into my eyes. “Marla, are you okay?” he asked showing concern.
Unable to speak at that moment I nodded yes and shifted slightly beneath him letting myself adjust to his tremendous girth. As I lay there the feeling of being stretched diminished and was replaced by a wonderful sensation. I knew then that I wanted more.
“Please fuck me,” I whispered.
“With pleasure,” he replied as a smile spread across his face and he began moving his hips. In and out he fucked me very slowly at first and got my juices running and coating us both. He ground his pelvis into me with each inward thrust keeping his cock in constant contact with my clit. I moaned quietly as he pushed into me and gradually increased the pace. Each drive became more powerful than the last pushing deeper into me with more urgency. My moans became louder and as his strokes became quicker. As if a reflex I drew my knees up closer to my chest which gave him a deeper target. In one fluid motion Biff threw my legs over his shoulders and leaned forward supporting himself on his forearms so as not to crush me. He was breathing heavier now and grunting each time he plunged his cock into me. He ground himself harder and harder into me the friction on my clit so was unbearable. His cock was stroking my insides and stimulating my G-spot and his pelvis grinded onto my clit. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to another climax.
“Biff, I am really close. I am going to cum again,” I whimpered almost out of breath.
“Cum for me, Marla I want you to cum for me,” as said as he sped up and pushed harder and faster
Biff fucked me as hard and fast as he could as I came and came and came. My body shook uncontrollably my pussy walls clamped around his cock and I dug my nails into his shoulders as he continued to fuck me hard. As I came down from my incredible high I could feel Biff began to tense up.
“Oh here it comes Marla, I’m going to cum, oh yeah here it is!” Biff exclaimed as with one final shove into me he stiffened and came shooting his load deep within me.
I could feel volley after volley of cum hit the walls of my vagina as Biff spasm and ground against me. The grinding on my clit sent me over the edge once more as Biff flooded my pussy. As we settled down my legs slowly slipped from his body and lay limp on the lounge. Biff collapsed gently on me with our bodies covered with perspiration and the love juices from our intense orgasms. We rested for awhile holding each other. It seemed like we were together for hours and I wondered what time it was. Remarkably we had only been at it just over an hour.
Biff said, “Let’s grab a shower and then hit the pool.”
Strangely enough I did not feel guilty or embarrassed by the encounter. I was now comfortable with my nudity and I walked naked into the house leading Biff to the shower. I felt good about myself and I was proud to show off my body. I entered the shower and relaxed under the cascade of hot water when Biff joined me. We began to wash each other as we were anxious to feel more of each other. I soaped up Biff’s testicles and penis until he was fully erect again in the shower.
I lifted his testicles to feel the weight of Biff’s balls and his sacs were full and bursting again with desire. I maneuvered the rigid engorged cock between my legs and rubbed it against my clit. I then placed the tip of his cock at the entrance of my vagina and rolled the head against my muscular walls opening them slightly.
Biff unable to wait any longer grabbed my buttocks and drew me closer until the mushroomed head of his cock just slipped inside. Using his hips for leverage he forced more of his penis in me until all nine-inches were buried within and the silky walls of my cavern clung to the invader. I enjoyed the feel of his massive intruder as Biff pushed me against the shower wall. Forcing me back against the wall his long cock is evoking wondrous feelings in my pussy. After several minutes of bucking his hips against my pelvis he grunted vocally and I now knew that meant he was not too far off. My vaginal walls convulsed around the stiff manhood my hips gyrated wantonly and I experienced yet another satisfying orgasm. I felt his eruption approaching and his hot liquid suddenly splashed against my insides.
We stayed in the embrace for a few minutes allowing our emotions to subside. I stepped back from Biff and his limp cock plopped out easily. I contemplated taking it into my mouth, sucking off his cum and tasting my own juices intermixed with his, but decided to save that for another time.
Biff and I rinsed off and then headed out to the pool. The rest of the day we swam, chatted and sunbathed in the nude. That evening Biff would stay for dinner and stay for the night. We made passionate love several more times that night until I almost passed out from exhaustion brought on by my intense orgasms.
The next morning I awoke with mixed feelings and with Biff in my bed. I regretted letting my emotions get the best of me but at the same time I was ecstatic with orgasmic bliss. I looked at Biff laying there with his impressive organ in a semi-erect state and I could not resist taking it in my mouth.
I sat naked on the bed before him. My nipples and cunt were alive with desire as I brought his hard cock to my lips. I tried to picture what I looked like; the prim and proper mother of the groom opening her mouth to run her tongue across the head of the best man’s cock. Soon Biff’s cock was deep in my mouth and as he fully awoke he chanted my name.
“Oh Marla that’s it, suck me, suck my cock, lick my balls, play with my balls,” he directed.
I could tell from his hip movements, deep breathing and his inability to continue his suggestive talk that he was close to cumming. It wouldn’t be long now before I tasted his sperm. With me still sucking his cock, Biff eased back on the bed and lay down. I turned sideways so that I could suck his cock deeper into my mouth. I was only able to take about 5″ of his cock although I continued to test my gag line which drove him crazy. I was so engrossed in sucking Biff’s cock that I never heard or saw anyone enter the room.
Sitting on the bed and leaning over to keep Biff’s cock in my mouth had caused my legs to splay open. I suddenly felt a pair of hands on my thighs tugging them open even further. Without removing the cock from my mouth I looked over and saw a totally naked Joannie kneeling between my legs. She began kissing my thighs and around my pubes as her hands caressed my hips and my belly. I turned my attention back to Biff’s cock and I felt Joannie descend to take her kisses to my pussy as she desired to taste and eat from my swollen cunt. I couldn’t stop my hips from rocking back and forth I wanted to cum so badly against her voracious tongue. Her hands and fingers were now caressing my ass. Then her soft warm hand was on my breast caressing and pulling on my hardened nipples as her wet soft kisses sucked at my clit and lips. I came again and again intensely with her mouth glued to my mound and her tongue in my pussy.
Biff sensed my orgasm and continued fucking my face as I stretched my neck trying to keep his cock within my lips again while I fucked Joannie’s face. I continued to lick and suck Biff’s cock and balls before running my tongue under his scrotum across his perineum. He moaned loudly as my one hand circled and squeezed the head of his slick cock and I cupped his bloated balls with the other hand.
Suddenly I felt his hand on the back of my head, grasping my hair forcing me down on his cock. I obediently sucked around the length of his pole, while his cock erupted with hot jets of cum flooding my mouth. As hard as I tried I couldn’t swallow all of his cum quick enough and it ran out of my mouth down my face and dripped on my tits. I whimpered as I licked him clean sluttishly tasting his cum and trying to see up into his eyes. Joannie licked the remaining cum from my tits and sucked on my nipples.
“Hasn’t she just got the greatest nubs,” Joannie asked Biff as she twirled my rock hard nipples in her fingers. I just moaned in the lust of the moment.
I still had some of Biff’s cum on my lips as he moved me onto my back on the bed as if I weighed nothing. He surprised me kissing me deeply and plunging his tongue into my mouth apparently he wasn’t concerned about tasting his own cum. I was so aroused and in such need of his cock in me. I came immediately as he parted my legs penetrating my wet vagina with one deep stroke. My cunt was contracting around his hard cock in a spasmodic frenzy griping his shaft as wave after wave of obscene pleasure coursed through my body.
Joannie straddled my face and began to lower her blond pussy toward my mouth. I panicked and in a less than convincing protest said to Joannie, “I have never done that, please don’t make me do it.”
“Don’t be silly it’s about time you learned to eat pussy. Just do what I did to you,” she directed.
“Marla if you are half as good eating pussy as you are sucking cock Joannie is going to be very pleased,” encouraged Biff.
I leaned forward and slowly stuck out my tongue. I wasn’t sure exactly how to do it so I just sort of pretended I was licking the ice cream off of a cone. I took one, slow lick as I flattened my tongue on Joannie’s bare mound. It felt so smooth and warm and I had achieved the desired effect from the moan I know that Joannie enjoyed it. To my surprise I enjoyed the taste of her and I kept licking and eating her. I pointed my tongue and burrowed into her pussy as it parted her labia and my tongue was rewarded with the exquisite taste of her juice. Soon I was like a puppy at a saucer of milk, licking and lapping up as much as I could as fast as I could.
Joannie was obviously enjoying what I was doing and she reached down with both hands and spread herself wide making it so much easier for my tongue to explore her pussy. My tongue explored all of her as my mind took notes of what seemed to turn her on. Joannie was breathing rapidly and she moaned softly whenever I got near her hard pearl. As I searched out her hard clit still just barely hidden she tensed and began to quiver. After I felt like I had teased her opening as much as I could with my tongue it was time to see her reaction when my tongue finally touched that pearl just as she had done to me earlier.
As I worked on Joannie’s clit my own orgasm was building from the pounding of Biff’s cock into my pussy. Like an animal out of control his hip movements continued to rapidly move his rigid cock in and out of my wetness causing me to cry out again. My legs spread further for this man and his insistent cock in both our vigorous efforts to cum again. My scream was muffled in Joannie’s pussy as another orgasm gushed forth from me.
Biff thrust his dick deeply into me. His hard cock was pulsating in a long deep climax as it filled my wet vagina with his sperm. My womb flooded with the co-mingling of our juices. As I started to recover I turned my attention back to Joannie.
I burrowed my tongue as deep into her as I could and then I just sort of licked and sucked my way up. When I got to her pearl I used the very tip of my tongue to push back the little hood. I was truly amazed at its size. I flicked my tongue over it once and then used the tip to explore the folds of flesh on either side of it. Joannie was now moaning and she used her fingers to pull her hood back as she arched herself so that her pearl stuck out even further like a little cock. I nuzzled it with my nose taking in her scent and I licked it once more before I took it between my teeth and gently nibbled it.
Joannie went wild and started bucking and calling out my name. She let go of her own fleshy hood and pulled my head to her pussy as she cried out in ecstasy. I sucked her clit as deep in my mouth as I could and Joannie humped my face for all she was worth. I was excited that I was able to get her that excited and I sucked harder and played with this wonderful new toy with my lips, tongue and teeth. I don’t know exactly how many times Joannie came but finally she rolled off of me and collapsed on the floor, her body in spasms.
The three of us lay panting on the floor exhausted and sexually sated. Joannie was the first to speak.
“Marla, I have never been eaten out better than that. It is hard to believe that it was your time eating pussy,” she sighed.
“Ditto on the cock sucking,” chimed in Biff. “You were incredible that was the quickest I have cum in a long time,” he continued.
“I can’t believe myself either,” I gasped. “In the last two days I’ve had more sex than I had in the past two years!” I exclaimed.
“What do you think now,” asked Biff?
“I can’t believe that I just had sex with my son’s future wife and his best man. Yet I have never been more satisfied and I am hooked on you two. What are we going to tell Jerry?” I said.
“You let me handle Jerry,” Joannie quipped. “Right now I am horny again.”
Joannie lay back on the bed and said, “Give me some more of your magic Marla. Come on and eat my pussy again.”
I looked at her gorgeous form sprawled on the bed and crawled to her on all fours. I buried my face in her mound and shoved my tongue deep into her womb. Joannie loved to have her pussy eaten.
“Oh yeah!” she exclaimed as she trembled.
Biff got behind me to fuck me doggy style and slid his rock hard cock into my pussy. As I ate Joannie and Biff fucked me, he started to play with my ass. My pussy was dripping wet and Biff used my natural lubrication to finger my asshole. At first I was apprehensive and then it started to turn me on.
Biff pulled out of me and I felt a huge void in my pussy as cool air temporarily filled my hole. “Stay right there,” Biff told me as he left the bed and went into the bathroom.
When he returned he knelt behind me and once again shoved his big dick into my pussy. He started to play with my bum again and squirted some type of lotion in the crack of my ass. He massaged the lotion into my asshole and began to finger me once again. The lotion made me very slick and his finger slid easily in and out of my anus.
Joannie was holding onto my head keeping it in her box as she watched him fingering my ass when she yelled to Biff, “Fuck her in the ass. I want to see you fuck her ass.”
“Yeah, you want it in your ass Marla?” I heard Biff say as I felt his cock press harder against my virgin ass hole.
“No please no!” I cried, shaking my head from side to side with my face still pressing against Joannie’s quim. “I’ve never done that, you’re too big. You’ll ruin me.”
“Don’t be silly he’s not going to ruin you. If I can take him you certainly can take him in your ass. You just need to be broken in,” Joannie said.
Biff spread plenty of lotion on his cock and then covered it with his saliva making it very slick. Then with one steady motion he plunged his cock into my asshole.
He was gigantic, long and wide and I screamed as he began to work his way into my poor tight ass. I could actually feel my stomach cramping around him as he stirred my insides and it burned when I clenched my ass muscles convulsing around his thickness. Shaking and sobbing with painful ecstasy, I fell forward onto Joannie with his hands keeping my ass high in the air for him to plunder.
I screamed into Joannie’s pussy as it felt like a hot thick poker had just been rammed into my ass. Tears filled my eyes as my violated asshole spread to accommodate Biff’s thick cock. I tried to get away but Joannie held me by my ears pulling my face into her womb.
I cried out loud only to have the sound muffled by Joannie’s cunt as his complete length filled me. I felt him flex his cock deep within my bowels as the searing pain continued. Biff reached one hand under me again and teased a nipple. Then he moved his other hand down and rubbed softly against my clit. My body responded to his stimulus and my stomach convulsed with mixed signals.
The intrusion in my ass didn’t feel quite so bad now as Biff’s fingers continued to tease my clit. I felt him move inside my ass now and I tried to relax my ass muscles. My body was working back and forth on his cock now and I was amazed at the feeling of the cock in my ass. My clit was buzzing and the fullness in my ass just seemed to excite my pussy even more.
Biff started hammering into my ass now. His fingers were still busy on my clit but now he had two fingers drilling in my pussy as the others fluttered around my clit. My whole body was aflame as I could feel his fingers pressing against the thin membrane separating my ass from my pussy. I could feel his hard cock sliding in me and the pressure of the fingers on his cock through the membrane.
Joannie yelled out, “Oh yeah, fuck her, fuck her ass, fuck it good!”
I didn’t need Biff to force me on his cock anymore, nor did I need Joannie holding onto my ears. My entire body was fucking back at him of its own accord. I could feel an enormous orgasm building with in me. My pussy was swollen to new proportions.
“Oh God,” I thought to myself, “I’m going to cum again, Oh God!”
Biff continued plowing into me. The hot dry depths of my ass were so tight around his cock I knew that he was going to cum hard too. He worked his fingers faster inside me as he rammed his cock hard into my ass. I started sucking Joanne’s twat like a mad woman. His groin made hard contact with my ass. I could taste Joannie’s wetness leaking around my mouth and the air was filled with the smell of pussy juices saturating the room.
I felt my pussy spasm suddenly and then my whole body went rigid. I felt his cock swell in my rectum and then hot spurts of liquid lava hit me deep in my bowels, giving me my first cum enema. I screamed into Joannie’s mound and sucked on her clit. I could taste her sweet juices as I sucked hard and bit on her clit. All of us shuddered hard as every muscle tensed and then relaxed. I felt a hot explosion as my body was overcome with the most violent orgasm I had ever had. I could still feel his cock throbbing and spurting deep within me.
I was still sucking hard on Joannie’s pussy trying to milk every last drop of cunt juice from her. I felt Biff’s cock shrink in my ass and then slowly back out making an audible popping sound. My ass was still high in the air and my thighs were aching. Biff lovingly caressed my shapely ass cheeks.
The three of us collapsed on my bed totally drained from the intense fuck session. As we recovered I felt like I had reached an all time low. Although I handled the ass fucking I was humiliated and I felt totally dominated. It was a strange feeling to be satiated and ashamed at the same time. Joannie broke the ice.
“Marla you should come with us to Jamaica on our honeymoon,” she said.
“Sure that is just what you and Jerry needs a chaperone, a mother with his son and new wife on their honeymoon,” I replied laughingly.
“No seriously, Biff is coming with us and we have a room for four people. You would be perfect,” she continued.
“She’s right Marla, we made reservations for four people and I was going to invite someone so I can invite you,” Biff added.
“So let me get this straight you and Jerry were going to have Biff and another woman join you on your honeymoon and stay in the same room?” I asked.
“That’s right. You know we are into group sex and that the three of us are fucking one another. Now that we have fucked you it makes sense for you to join us,” Biff said and Joannie nodded her confirmation.
“Even if I agreed to be with you two, what about my son Jerry. How could I even be in the same room with him if we were all fucking?” I asked.
“I told you I would handle Jerry,” Joannie snapped.
“It’s a lot to throw at me at this time but I will let you know. My immediate response is no way!” I replied.
I looked at Biff and noticed that his cock was getting hard again. Joannie followed my eyes and leaned over and took his cock in her mouth. She sucked him to a full erection.
“God does that thing ever stop!” I gasped.
“I want your ass again Marla,” Biff demanded.
Biff and Joannie manipulated Marla onto all fours again. “I am going to shove my cock up your ass and cum inside of you again Marla,” Biff whispered in my ear as he nibbled the back of my neck.
I shivered as he moved the head of his cock against my moist puckered ring and slowly pressed forward. In spite of the previous fucking the head strained to pop through and I let out a little groan of pain. But slowly the pressure from his iron hard dick forced my little ring to open like a flower and suddenly the large mushroom head slipped past the sphincter and into my ass. I let out a groan as my rear passage was stretched once again to accommodate Biff’s ample girth.
Joannie slipped underneath me and began to lick my pussy. Her talented tongue soon had me writhing in ecstasy causing my ass to tighten around Biff’s dick.
He continued to slowly stroke in and out of my tight ass until all nine inches were tightly packed up my ass. I began to moan and my whole body shook from the strain and my impending orgasm. Biff began to slowly fuck me as Joannie munched on my pussy then he picked up the pace and penetrated me with long hard strokes that used the entire length of his great cock. I was going nuts. I loved the feel of his cock as it pulled out then came crashing back in and his big heavy balls bounced off my vulva with Joannie sucking on my clit. I started to thrash about uncontrollably, gasping and moaning with pleasure. When Joannie took my clit in her teeth, I exploded with my sixth or seventh orgasm of the day.
Biff continued to hammer my ass with long strokes. Suddenly I felt that familiar tension in my ass and I knew he was close. He began to piston his raging cock harder into my searing ass in searching for his release, which only served to increase the intensity of my orgasm. I was yelling and moaning, clawing and scratching at the bedcover begging him to finish and for Joannie to stop eating my pussy.
Biff pulled his powerful tool out until just the head was in my ass then he reached under me and grabbed my tits and slammed once more full force into my ass. He did that a couple of more times and then let out a loud groan as he emptied his seed deep into my bowels. I couldn’t believe how much cum he shot into me as his dick continued to hammer into my ass. His cum flooded my ass and I could feel it back out and run down between my ass cheeks and over my pussy where Joannie’s mouth was there to suck up the excess. Biff and Joannie showered, dressed and left the house, leaving me on my bed with cum dripping from my asshole and pussy.
I awoke the next morning with my body aching all over and a constipated feeling. I took a long hot bubble bath to sooth my aching muscles and tender ass. Afterward I tried to check the damage to my asshole with a mirror. Surprisingly everything looked normal. I still couldn’t believe that I had allowed Biff to fuck me in the ass not once, but twice and that I had eaten Joannie’s pussy.
I still could not get over the audacity of those two to invite me on the honeymoon trip. Well I would put a stop to that behavior and I would be sure not to let my guard down again. At least I thought that I could control myself but the image of Biff’s large cock filled my mind.
Marla, Joannie and Biff Unite Again
Only two days passed before Joannie, Biff and I were naked in my king size bed. My son Jerry was off running some errands and Joannie and Biff stayed behind. It started at the pool with the three of us shedding our suits and playing touch and feely games. Then we moved quickly to my bedroom, I could just not resist these two.
Biff’s fully inflated cock protruding from his hips straight up was a very welcome sight and I moved immediately to crouch over the bulbous head. Biff held onto my hips as Joannie separated my labia lips as I gently lowered my self upon his stiff manhood. Inch after inch of his fantastic cock gradually disappeared with in my moist canal until my perineum was resting against his testicles and rubbing his swollen scrotum.
I leaned forward to kiss Biff and his tongue thrust deep into my receptive mouth. Joannie stroked my back and reached under to fondle my breasts and gently pinch my nipples. The sensation of being filled with all of Biff’s nine inches was incredible occasionally he would buck his hips upwards driving his bloated cock even further inside me.
I sat up straight and moved my hips back and forth on Biff’s frame fucking myself on his engorged member. Joannie kissed me deeply plunging her tongue in my throat as she continued to massage my tits and tweak my hard little nubs. As Biff thrust up into my womb, Joannie had slipped behind me to work my ass. She massaged my shapely firm buttocks and tickled my little tight rosebud.
Joannie used her hands to pry my ass cheeks apart and began to lick my snug bung hole. She had done this to me before but never with a cock in my pussy and another one in my mouth. I was going wild with the two way sensations. I felt a warm liquid at my puckered opening as Joannie applied some form of lubricant to it. She coated my tiny opening and smeared it around lubricating the rim. She then eased one of her fingers into my rectum and slowly began to finger fuck my ass. I was going wild and picked up the pace as I rocked my body on Biff’s thick cock.
Joannie removed her fingers and pulled the globes of my ass apart planting kisses on them and rimming my anus. Then I felt something larger at the entrance to my ass and I panicked not knowing what it was. I was about to protest when Joannie appeared at my side and began to rub my tits again before moving in front of me and guiding my face to her pussy. Then I heard Biff.
“Jerry will fuck your ass now Marla. You remember your son Jerry don’t you? You do want to be fucked in the ass again don’t you Marla?” Biff said but more an announcement than a question.
I felt Jerry’s hardened dick nestled against the entrance to my rectum momentarily before it began to force its way inside me. His cock struggled to stretch my resistant muscles. I tired to move to avoid the anal penetration and shook my head in protest. My screams were lost on the pussy in my mouth.
Joannie tried to coach and console me, “Relax Marla there will be a little pain at first, then some cramping and a bloated feeling. After that it will feel good and you will wonder why you waited so long to have your ass and pussy fucked at the same time.”
Her words did little to comfort me. I felt the head of Jerry’s penis burrow in and my rigid passageway soon yielded to the determined action of his cock. The pain was excruciating but as Joannie had said it was short lived. I was steadily being pounded at both ends, my taut muscles gripping the engorged cocks inside me. I ground myself upon the massive dick forcing its way deep into my cervix and then I drew backwards impaling myself on the inflated member worming around inside my ass. The three of them held me in place with their bodies while their hands freely roamed over my body. I felt an arousal in my body and an overpowering heat in my holes. All the while Biff reached up and simultaneously caressed my breasts and tugged and squeezed my nipples.
“I know exactly the joy of ecstasy that you are feeling Marla for I had the very same two cocks in me last night,” Joannie announced wickedly.
Suddenly I felt the cock inside my ass swell up and it started pumping faster. Within minutes I felt the warm fluid from Jerry’s cock being squirted inside my anus and I immediately started to cum myself, my walls convulsed around Biff’s intruder fucking my cunt. Biff grunted as his whole body became stiff and soon he began slamming his cock harder into me. I writhed around and my body arched off the bed as a climax of massive proportion tore through my loins. I could feel my moisture gushing out and intermixing with Biff’s semen.
Joannie was the last to erupt as she grabbed my head and pulled me closer to her pelvis plastering her womanhood against my face. I ran my hand across her pussy and plunged three fingers into her dripping twat, as I swallowed every drop of her oozing discharge. I collapsed on the bed along side Biff and Joannie. They both stroked my body as Joannie moved lower to suck cum out of my pussy. Before long the guys were hard again and ready for more.
I again straddled Biff’s cock and this time Jerry was to have my mouth and Joannie my ass. I sucked Jerry’s pecker into my mouth and I was well on my way to another triple penetration. The ever present Joannie was rimming my ass and tongue probing my anus.
“Look at you Marla taking all this cock at once, I never dreamed that you would become such a slut and such a good fuck,” Joannie said in a praising manner.
I was to take two more man loads in my holes from Jerry and Biff. Once again Joannie was there to clean my pussy. Now I know that I have reached total debauchery. I felt guilty but good and I was sore but pleasured. I had of mixture of feelings and I struggled with them all.
“Mother I really think that you should come with us on our honeymoon. We already have four plane tickets and room accommodations,” my son said.
I lay there contemplating the fact that my son had just cum in my ass and my mouth and now he was inviting me to join them on their honeymoon. I knew the honeymoon would just be a continuation of our fuck fest so I thought, “Why not?” What else could happen that hadn’t already happened. I would find out in a few days.
“Okay after all we have been through this week, why not!” I exclaimed.
“Great, let’s celebrate,” said Biff. “Marla I have to have your ass again.”
We rotated our bodies so that Joannie and I were in a 69 position eating each other’s pussy. Biff shoved his huge cock in my ass and Jerry fucked Joannie’s ass. We stayed like this until we all came again. We then showered and went out to the pool where we sun bathed nude, sipped cocktails and talked about the upcoming wedding and honeymoon. I learned that the resort in Jamaica was an all inclusive couples resort. It had a clothing optional beach and nude Jacuzzi. Biff told us that it was often frequented by straight, bi-sexual, gay and lesbian couples and that swinging couples also vacationed there.
“Yummy,” teased Joannie and she licked her lips.
I thought to myself, “My God what have I gotten myself into?”
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Life with a Hermaphrodite.
Straight man, bisexual man, bi curious man and a wife willing to be seduced.
