Gct Bahrain

Ms. Bradley was a smart and sexy college professor who also happened to be a closet nymphomaniac. She knew the male students were always checking her out when she lectured, and she loved every minute of it. Ms. Bradley had tall voluptuous legs that connected to a firm ass that men just couldn’t keep their eyes off of. A sexy, flat stomach and a pair of C-cup sized breasts rounded out her alluring figure. She had a face that would make Aphrodite jealous, with big brown eyes, a cute little nose and lips that begged to be kissed. Her hair was dark black, well groomed and fell to her mid back. She wore a fashionable pair of glasses that made her look younger. She was in her mid thirties, but she didn’t show it.
To her students and colleagues she was just a normal woman, but none of them suspected she had a wild side that craved sex. She would often go to bars and seduce the younger men, taking them home and begging them to fuck her in various positions. Ms. Bradley loved the younger men because they were more then eager to fuck her the way she wanted. Their young bodies had the energy and stamina to make love to her multiple times. No one suspected she was like this; that is until she decided to fuck one of her students.
It was a Thursday late afternoon. Class had just finished.
“Tim, can I see you for a moment?” Ms. Bradley asked to her student before he could leave.
He said his good byes to a few friends and walked towards her at her desk. “Is something wrong Ms. Bradley?” He said a little nervous. His eyes quickly checked out her chest which revealed a little cleavage.
“We need to talk about your grades Tim.” She explained to him.
He looks so fucking good. She thought to herself. Tim was a sophomore at the school. He was very handsome; he had a toned lean body, short brown hair with side burns that stopped just an inch above his jaw line. He wore a light brown short sleeve shirt that showed off his muscular arms well. He completed the outfit with a pair of blue jeans and sneakers. He was six feet tall, just a few inches taller then Ms. Bradley.
“Is something wrong with them?” Tim asked, shaking Ms. Bradley from her lust filled thoughts. “I mean, I’m not failing right?” Tim was sure he was passing with a C in the class.
“No Tim.” She leaned forward and rested on her elbows, exposing more cleavage. “However; I think you can do much better in this class.” She looked him in the eyes and stared for a second.
“I know I haven’t been giving it my all. I’ve been really busy this semester.” Tim replied. The look Ms. Bradley gave him was starting to get him aroused. “I have a job, and homework, and friends.”
“I understand Tim.” She stood up and walked to the door. “Are you busy right now?”
Tim stared at her ass as she walked to the door. She wore a loose fitting dark grey skirt that stopped a few inches above the knee. The outline of her ass was still visible in the back and it looked fantastic. A pair of black thigh high nylons covered her succulent legs which stood atop of a pair of sexy high heels that made a clacking sound as she stepped. Her upper body was dressed in a white long sleeve blouse. The sleeves were rolled up past her elbows and scrunched up around her biceps. The top two buttons were undone exposing a little cleavage, but not enough to be unprofessional. A low cut button down vest that matched her skirt completed the outfit. She managed to pull off a look that was both sexy and professional at the same time.
“No. I don’t have anymore classes today, and I’m not working again till tomorrow.” He managed to say, still looking at her ass and wondering what type of underwear she had on underneath that skirt.
“I want to give you an opportunity to earn some extra credit.” She said as she shut the classroom door and locked it. She turned around and leaned against the door. She moved her left hand over her stomach as she bent her right leg and placed her heel against the door exposing a good portion of her leg. “Would you like to get a better grade?” She took her other hand and played with her shirt collar.
Oh fuck! Was all Tim could think as his dick began to harden as he looked over Ms. Bradley. “Y-Y-Yeah, I guess it wouldn’t hurt me to do that.”
“Good!” Ms. Bradley exclaimed. She put her foot down and walked to the front of her desk where Tim was, swaying her hips along the way.
She sat on her desk next to where Tim was standing and crossed her legs and looked up at him seductively. She didn’t bother to fix her skirt as it hiked up well past her knee exposing the end of her nylons. “I have a special assignment for you Tim.” Her hand reached up and she lightly stroked his left arm.
“What do I have to do?” He barely managed to say. He was so turned on now. This incredibly beautiful woman was sitting in front of him and touching his arm in a flirtatious manner.
“Well Tim, it’s a bit of a personal favor you can do for me. But no one can know about it.” Tim just shook his head. “Can you keep a secret Timothy?”
The way she said his name ‘Timothy’, that sent the blood flowing to all the right spots in Tim’s body. “I-I, can do that.” His mouth suddenly felt dry and his knees weak.
Ms. Bradley stood up and put her mouth near his ear and whispered. “I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your hard cock inside me.” She moved in front of him and started to unbutton his jeans.
“Oh fuck!” Tim exclaimed in excitement. “You mean right here?” He asked looking around. “What if we get caught?”
“Let me worry about that stud.” She said as she quickly pulled down his zipper.
Tim lifted his head back and put his hands on Ms. Bradley’s sidess. She felt nice and smelled incredible. His cock was rock hard and was now being stroked by Ms. Bradley’s hand. Her hands were very warm and soft. Her touch sent shivers up Tim’s spine.
“You like my hands around your big cock Timothy?” She said in an innocent voice.
“Yes Ms. Bradley.” Tim groaned.
Ms. Bradley grabbed the collar of Tim’s shirt with her free hand and forcibly pulled him closer to kiss him. Her pussy became increasingly wet as her tongue darted into his mouth. When his tongue followed into her waiting mouth she playfully sucked on it; letting him know just how good she could be with her mouth. Her hand pumped his shaft harder and they both moaned; their tongues still locked in a passionate embrace.
“Get this fucking shirt off of me Timothy!” Ms. Bradley commanded as she gave his cock a squeeze.
Tim broke the kiss and slowly explored her body with his hands. He slid his hands up her sides cupping her breasts. He moved in close again and kissed her passionately on the lips as he unbuttoned her outer layer of clothing at a deliberately slow pace. Again Ms. Bradley sucked on his tongue as if it were his dick. She did this until her vest was finally unbuttoned.
She pushed him backwards hard, Tim stumbled a few steps before regaining his balance. He looked back at Ms. Bradley with a confused look on her face. Did she finally come to her senses? Was this dream come true going to end before it ever got started? Not a chance!
Ms. Bradley grabbed an opening at the center of her white button down blouse and ripped it open as if her life depended on it. Several buttons flew in different directions as she let out a sexy moan. Spreading the shirt wide open she exposed a very sexy silk black bra that barely contained her luscious breasts. Her hands quickly moved back on to her tits. She massaged them hard. Her tits looked incredible; Tim’s mouth began to water, all he could think about was putting Ms. Bradley’s nipples in his mouth.
Tim reached down grabbed his shirt and lifted it over his head and threw it down next to where he stood. He wasn’t very bulky, but he did work out often and his body was well defined. His abs and chest were flat and muscular. He quickly took off his shoes and tossed them next to his shirt. With his jeans unfastened the rest of his clothes easily fell to the floor.
Ms. Bradley ran up to him and quickly dropped down to her knees and pulled Tim’s boxer’s down. She immediately grabbed the base of his cock and guided the head into the back of her mouth.
“Uuuuugggghhhh!” Tim gasped. “Fuck, that feels so good.”
She took her right hand and pumped his rod as her head bobbed up and down at a moderate pace. She moved her tongue in a circular motion as Tim’s cock head slid in and out of her mouth. The sensation it gave Tim was incredible.
“Yeah, suck it baby.” Tim commanded. The pure animal instincts of fucking were now kicking in and throwing all inhibitions out the window.
Ms. Bradley continued to suck on Tim’s dick slowly and methodically, slowly shoving more and more of his cock down her throat. After a few minutes she was able to deepthroat his thick shaft. She removed her mouth from his hard cock and tilted it upward so she could easily suck on his balls. She gently caressed his testicles and licked his sack hard and slowly.
“Your balls taste so fucking good.” Ms. Bradley said. Tim acknowledged the comment with a moan. “Your cock is so nice and hard Timothy. I want you to fuck my titties. Now!” Ms. Bradley unlatched her sexy bra from the front. Her beautiful breasts burst out and jiggled a little before settling still. Tim reached down grabbed his dick and slapped it a few times on Ms. Bradley’s big soft breasts.
“Fuck them Tim.” She commanded as her big brown eyes looked up at him with a lust filled gaze.
Tim needed no more urging. His shaft was covered with Ms. Bradley’s saliva and it worked fine as a lubricant against her chest. Ms. Bradley pulled her tits apart so Tim could get into position. His dick was now pumping in and out between her plump boobs. Her hard nipples poked into his legs every time he thrust forward. Tim grabbed her breasts and squeezed them together putting more pressure on his cock as he humped away at her chest.
Ms. Bradley wrapped her arms around Tim’s legs; her hands massaged his ass as she kept moaning. “Yeah, fuck my titties! Yes! Yes! I’m your fucking whore!”
Tim got even more excited by Ms. Bradley’s dirty talk. He grunted loudly and mauled her tits with his cock. “You fucking like that?!” Tim exclaimed as he was becoming more and more oblivious to anything but the pleasure he felt.
“Yeah baby.” Ms. Bradley said. “I love a good titty fucking…ugh…but I like a good pussy fucking even more.” She winked at him and stood. She swung her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.
“Fuck me over here.” Ms. Bradley said as she broke their kiss and hurried to her desk. With one swift motion of her arm she cleared the contents of her desk and sent them scattering to the floor. She then leaned over and faced the chalkboard putting her elbows on the desk. She looked back at Tim and said. “Do me from behind. Fuck your teacher like the slut she is!”
Tim positioned himself behind her. He lifted her skirt over her nice round ass and grabbed Ms. Bradley’s sexy black thong and pulled it hard down past her long nylon covered thighs and finally off of one leg. Tim wrapped his hand around his cock and pounded it against her ass cheeks a few times before sliding it along her pussy lips teasingly. Her juices coated the top of his cock.
“I’m so fucking wet right now.” Ms. Bradley moaned.
Tim grabbed his rock hard cock and guided the head towards Ms. Bradley’s eagerly waiting pussy mouth. Ms. Bradley arched her back slightly so Tim could easily enter her. The head of his cock slowly entered her tight wet opening. Tim and Ms. Bradley gasped at the same time. Her pussy was warm and very wet, but it was tight too. In a word it was perfect.
“Damn, I didn’t think you’d be so tight.” Tim said in surprise as he continued to inch his way further into Ms. Bradley.
“Mmm, yeah put it in me slow. I’ll let you know when you can give me a good fucking.”
After a few slow strokes Tim was now able to pump his shaft in and out of Ms. Bradley’s pussy with no problem. Her moist fuck hole had quickly adapted to his cock. More and more juices leaked from her cunt as Tim pounded away.
“Yeah, oh god your cock feels so good inside me.” Ms. Bradley said. “Ugh… I like it rough. Fuck me!”
Tim grabbed a hold of Ms. Bradley’s waist and started to increase the tempo and force of his thrusts.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh.” Ms. Bradley moaned and squirmed as Tim’s stiff cock drove in and out of her pussy. His balls slapped against her clit with each forward thrust. “Oh yeah! Ugh, I’m you’re fucking whore. Pound my pussy!”
“Ugh!” Tim moaned. He tightened his grip on Ms. Bradley’s sides and thrust his cock into her as hard as he could. Her cunt was so wet now he could easily sheath his pole into her. “Yeah, you like getting drilled by my fucking cock!” Tim exclaimed as he smacked Ms. Bradley on the ass.
“Yes! God damn it! Harder! Earn that fucking A!” Ms. Bradley commanded. She reached back and grabbed Tim’s ass and pulled him into her as hard as she could. “Yes! So fucking good! Ugh, ugh, ugh” She repeated as Tim continued to ram her fuck hole. “Call me a whore! Talk fucking dirty to me!”
“Ugh, yeah!” Tim said. “You’re my fucking whore!” Tim slapped her ass hard. Ms. Bradley responded with a moan. “I’m gonna pound your pussy and you’re gonna fucking take it.” Tim smacked her ass again.
“Pound my pussy Tim.” Ms. Bradley said breathing heavily. “Make me cum all over your fucking dick.” Tim drilled his cock in and out of Ms. Bradley’s cunt. Her breasts bounced back and forth from Tim’s humping. They were both now drenched in sweat. “Yeah, pull my hair.”
Tim reached forward and grabbed a handful of Ms. Bradley’s hair and pulled it back just enough to raise her head back.
“Yes! Fuck! Ugh, pull it. I fucking love the pain.” Tim pulled her hair a little harder. “Yes, oh fuck. I’m cumming! Don’t stop! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeee!”
Ms. Bradley’s body buckled. Every muscle in her body tensed as her vaginal walls squeezed Tim’s swollen rod. Her juices flooded her pussy and Ms. Bradley let out a low moan. Tim let go of her hair and she collapsed on the desk. Her body shuddered uncontrollably. This was the most intense orgasm she had every experienced. Tim feeling the flow of her juices and the tightening of her pussy was close to orgasm as well.
“Your pussy feels so fucking tight.” Tim said. “I’m cumming!” Tim plunged his tool deep into Ms. Bradley’s cunt and shot out string after string of semen. “Fuuuuuck!” He moaned. The sensation around his cock was earth shattering. Tim had no idea he could shoot out such a huge load.
When he finished he fell on top of Ms. Bradley. They both laid there for a few minutes and cuddled as they came down from the experience they just shared. Tim stood up first and gathered his clothes. Ms. Bradley did the same. They dressed and made themselves presentable in silence.
“That was incredible.” Tim was the first to break the quiet.
“No one can ever, and I mean ever, know about this.” Ms. Bradley replied. She walked around her desk and picked up a post it note and a pen that had been on the floor. She scribbled a note on one of the little square sheets. Finally she walked over to Tim and handed him the note.
“This is my phone number. We’re fucking at my place next time.” She said.
“Does this mean I improved my grade?” Tim asked.
“Yeah.” She said with a smile. “I hope you can…” She quickly looked down at his crotch. “…keep them up.”
The End.

Marie heard the door to the garage open and close and low heated voices. Same old thing. She rolled her eyes. It was too bad. They never seemed to come home happy from a night out. Well, they never left for it happy either. Marie turned off the TV and gathered up her stuff before walking out to the kitchen to meet them.
As she stepped into the kitchen, the bickering stopped like a light switch had been flipped. They both turned to face her with a smile on their faces. Nicole was a tall willowy sophisticated blond. The term high maintenance popped into Marie’s head. Jack was more of the intellectual type, with dark hair and a goatee. Marie was sure she remembered him wearing glasses a few years back. She suspected he’d gotten his eyes corrected with the laser surgery. Marie thought he looked cute either way.
“Hi Marie,” Nicole said. “We’re so glad you could baby-sit tonight. The kids just adore you and we feel so safe leaving them with you. Did everything go okay?”
“Yep, everything went just fine. Nick and Sage are all tucked up in bed.” Though an hour later than instructed and only after a pillow fight. “I’m just glad I happened to be home from college for the weekend.” Desperate for money too, to pay next semester’s tuition. Marie hadn’t been able to find a regular job yet.
“Let’s get you home,” Jack said with a smile as he handed her some folded up bills for the night.
Marie slipped them into her purse and followed him out the door into the garage to the brand new burgundy BMW. Jack did very well with the franchises he owned.
Nicole poked her head out the door after them. “Don’t feel like you have to hurry home dear,” she said with a hint of frost in her voice. “I mean, I wouldn’t want you to hit a deer or anything.”
Jack turned back to his wife, then glanced over at Marie and just smiled and waved to Nicole. Marie suppressed a smile. She suspected he wanted to do something else. They got into the car and Jack started it up. Jack and Nicole lived way out in the country so he usually picked Marie up and dropped her off again.
“So, how’s school going?” he asked as he backed the car out of the garage and got it turned around. “You just started your second year right?”
“Yep, school’s good. Just wish I could find a steady job. Call me anytime to baby-sit. I mean that seriously. I really need the money to pay my tuition for the spring semester.”
“Financial aid not cutting it?” Jack glanced over at her.
“No, my parents make too much but they think I should pay for college on my own.”
Jack was quiet for a minute. He opened his mouth to offer her the money. She was a great girl who had always made him feel safe leaving his kids in her care and he certainly had the money to burn. Something made him close his mouth. He looked over at Marie and she felt his gaze slide over her body.
“Getting a little desperate?” he asked softly.
“A little,” she admitted.
Jack pulled the car over on to the side of the road and turned to look at Marie.
“What if I could offer you a way to make a lot of money in just one night?” His eyes held hers steadily.
“How?” Marie asked. She definitely needed the money but his intense manner was making her a little nervous.
Jack smiled reassuringly as Marie started to fidget a little. “Let’s find somewhere better to pull over and discuss it.” Jack put the car in gear and pulled back out on the road then turned down the next road on the right. It was an old dirt road that was marked seasonal. There was nothing on it but cornfields and woods. Jack pulled into a field opening and stopped the car. He put the windows down and then shut the car off. It was a warm summer night and the crickets were chirping steadily. A bullfrog croaked in the distance.
Jack unbuckled his seatbelt, pulled out his wallet and turned to Marie.
“Marie, I’m going to be very blunt. I’ve been married for ten years and the sex stopped two years ago, after Sage was born. I had a vasectomy then at Nicole’s insistence and she still hasn’t been interested in sex at all. I’m a little frustrated. I would be willing to pay you ten dollars for every request I make tonight that you agree to. We could take it a step at a time and you could say stop at any point.”
Jack opened his wallet and took out a hundred dollar bill and laid it on the seat between them. “We can stop at the ATM on your way home if we need more money. As a sign of good faith, you can take that if you agree, without any requirements.”
Marie stared at the money. The last time she’d seen a hundred dollar bill was at her graduation party, a gift from an aunt and uncle. That was a good start already to paying her tuition at the community college for next semester. But, she was still a virgin. Did she really want to lose her virginity this way? To a married guy in his car? Admittedly, one she found incredibly hot and had thought about while masturbating several times.
“I… I’m still a virgin.” Marie looked up at Jack, biting her lip.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, Marie, but I would be very gentle with you. I promise your first time would be good with me.”
Marie thought for a minute. She didn’t want to be a virgin forever. She reached out and took the hundred dollar bill, folded it and placed it in her purse. Jack exhaled and she looked back up at him as she undid her seatbelt and turned to face him.
Jack smiled and let his eyes rove over Marie’s body. She had such delicious curves. He hoped he’d get a chance to squeeze them and more.
“Would you, please, take off your t-shirt and toss it in the back seat?”
Marie reached down and pulled the bottom of her pink t-shirt up over her breasts and off over her head. She reached out and dropped in the back seat. She felt Jack’s eyes taking in her silky pink push-up bra. It supported the girls nicely.
Jack just sat there for a minute. There was some light from the moon but not enough to really show him everything he wanted to see. He reached up and turned her map light on. That was much better. The light whitened her already pale flesh. His eyes went up to the dark hair she had pulled back in a ponytail.
“Please take your hair down?”
Marie reached up and pulled the elastic band out of her hair, dropping it in her purse. She ran her fingers through her hair and pulled it around to drape over one shoulder, letting it fall down over her left breast.
“May I kiss you?”
Marie moved forward in her seat until she reached the edge of the bucket seat. Jack did the same and they leaned in toward each other. He pressed his lips gently to hers then brought one hand up to slide into her hair as he pushed his tongue in to explore her soft, warm mouth. Marie let her eyes drift shut as she enjoyed the warm, sensual stroking of his tongue in her mouth. It felt sooooo good. No boy had ever kissed her like that.
Jack pulled back, letting go of Marie and shifted back in his seat so Marie did too.
Jack put one hand on the front of his pants and began massaging gently.
“Would you please take your bra off and drop it in the backseat as well?”
Marie reached back and unhooked her bra, peeling it forward off her breasts. She shivered as her nipples felt the warm breeze drift over them through the open window. She dropped the bra in the backseat. The tail end of her hair tickled her left nipple.
Jack sat massaging his cock through the fabric for a minute. What did he want to happen tonight and what was the best way to get her there? He decided his ultimate goal would be to have her lying on the blanket from the backseat out in the meadow while he fucked her. The best way to get her there would probably be to leave everything in her control. She might get nervous otherwise.
“May I open my pants and take out my cock?”
Still drunk on the kiss, Marie simply nodded then watched breathlessly as Jack unzipped his pants and pushed them down a little. He reached in and pulled out his cock, now thick and hard. He was a good six or seven inches and quite thick.
“May I touch myself?”
Again, Marie just nodded as she watched. Jack started stroking his hand up and down his shaft.
“Oh Marie,” he moaned. Marie felt hot to hear her name moaned. “That feels so good, Marie. May I please touch my balls?”
Marie licked her lips and nodded. Jack groaned.
“Please Marie, lick your lips again.”
Jack groaned again as Marie slid her moist tongue out and licked over her bottom lip and then her top. She did it again. She liked how he looked, sitting there so aroused.
“Marie, please, would you kiss my cock? Just a little kiss on the tip?”
Marie shifted forward again and leaned over to reach him as Jack came forward. She leaned down and pressed her wet lips to the head of his cock. She couldn’t resist the urge to flick her tongue out and lick the top. She heard Jack groan and looked up, licking the salty precum off her lips.
Jack wanted desperately to grab her head and thrust his cock into her mouth but he restrained himself.
“Please, touch my cock. Wrap your hand around it and touch me.”
Marie reached out with both hands and caressed Jack’s cock. Jack moaned at the feel of her soft hands on his throbbing hard pole. He wasn’t going to last much longer like this. It had been too long, but he was sure he wouldn’t have any trouble getting it up more than once. She slid her hands up and down the way he had and as rudimentary as it was, it felt like heaven to Jack. He’d had no one else touch him in two years.
“Oh God! Marie! Please… please, would you suck on my cock?”
Marie hesitated at that but only for a second. She was so turned on by what she saw before her. Watching him, so aroused by looking at her, by her touch. She wanted to do more… to touch him more.
Marie slid her mouth over the head of his cock and began to suck lightly, tasting his salt. She took him as far into her mouth as she could, sucking and bobbing her head.
“Please Marie, let me come in your mouth. Suck me dry and swallow it.”
Jack knew he was about to come and he didn’t think he could bear it if she pulled back but she didn’t. She kept stroking the base of his cock and sucking on as much of it as she could. Jack slid his hands into her hair and stroked it his hands through the silky weight of it as he felt his balls tighten. He exploded into her mouth and she didn’t stop sucking as she swallowed.
Jack pulsed and shot more come into Marie’s mouth. She sucked until he stopped and pulled her off. He leaned forward and kissed her hard.
“Thank you, that was so incredible Marie. It felt so good. I want to make you feel that good. Let’s get out of the car? I’ve got a blanket we can lie down on in the meadow?”
Feeling even more shy over what she’d just done, Marie nodded again and Jack kissed her. He fumbled behind himself with the car handle and opened the door. He turned to get out then pulled her over the seat with him. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her again. Reaching a hand up, he cupped her soft breast and caressed it.
He let her go for a moment to get the blanket out of the back seat then took her by the hand to lead her into the meadow. He snapped the blanket out and laid it down then looked back up at Marie. The moon illuminated her topless state and Jack felt a burning desire to see her completely naked.
“Marie, may I please take off the rest of your clothes?”
“Yes,” she said softly.
Jack moved to her swiftly and knelt at her feet, unbuckling her sandals and slipping them off one at a time. Then he reached up and unbuttoned and unzipped her denim skirt, sliding it down. Marie put a hand on Jack’s shoulder to steady herself as she lifted one foot and then the other to step out of it.
Jack stopped to drink in the sight of her in nothing but a pair of pink satin bikini panties. He hooked his fingers on either side at her waist and pulled slowly down, revealing her dark bush. He pulled them all the way to her ankles and helped her step out of them.
“May I smell your pussy?”
“Yes,” Marie replied.
Jack put one hand on either wide of her rounded hips and buried his face in her soft bush, inhaling deeply. The smell of her was intoxicating. He pressed a kiss to her soft pubic hair.
Jack pulled back and stood.
“May I take off my clothes?” He hadn’t actually taken a single stitch off yet but that was quickly remedied when Marie gave her assent.
Soon, they were standing naked in front of each other in the warm summer air under a nearly full moon. Jack held out his hand.
“Will you lie down on the blanket with me?”
Marie simply put her hand in Jack’s and allowed him to draw her over to the blanket. He sat and pulled her down into his arms, lying across his lap.
“May I make love to you Marie?”
“Yes, please.”
Jack pressed his lips softly to her hair and then her mouth. He slipped his tongue into her mouth again and this time Marie met his ardent tongue with her own, sliding and tasting together. Jack’s right hand cupped her breast, his thumb rubbing over and over her nipple. Marie shuddered.
Jack’s left arm held her steady around her shoulders as his right explored lower, smoothing over her abdomen and around her hip then finding the v of curls between her legs. He dipped his fingers in and found her very moist. His hand urged her thighs apart. Using just his middle finger, Jack slid up her nether lips then slid the full length of his finger down again.
Marie sighed at his touch, so gentle and delicious. She felt him part the lips of her cunt with one finger and dip further in, soaking his probing digit. He pulled it back out and circled her clit with it.
Jack pressed his lips to hers again and then gently eased her off his lap onto the blanket. He turned to lie next to her on one side then cupped her breast and leaned over to suck the nipple into his mouth. He altenated sucking hard and licking. He licked and sucked his way down the underside of her breast then over her abdomen, stopping to flick his tongue over her belly button. He kissed her gently rounded tummy and worked lower to the spot between her legs.
Her legs spread wide, Jack took in the pink lips of her pussy and leaned down to French kiss her slit. Thrusting his tongue in, he gently licked the juices up and bathed her with his hot mouth. He sucked and licked and drew designs on her sex with the tip of his tongue then as he heard her panting, he sucked her clit into his mouth and played with it, sucking and teasing with his tongue. She tensed and Jack heard her release. He pulled back and knelt between her legs.
Looking down at her half closed eyes, Jack smiled and she smiled in return. He reached down and took her hips in both of his hands to pull her up a little, guiding himself into position. He pushed in just an inch.
“How does that feel?” he asked.
“Full, but good.” She was nervous but she wanted this. She wanted him to take her.
Jack pushed slowly in, stopping often to give her time to adjust. The slick tight fit of her cunt around his erection was maddening but he held still, breathing hard. He wanted her to enjoy this too. Finally, he felt the barrier.
“I’m going to have to push through honey, but it’ll only take a second.”
Marie nodded, nervous but ready. Jack thrust in with one stroke and Marie cried out as she felt a sharp pinch, as if someone had grabbed her with needle nosed pliers. Her mind reeled but as Jack held still it abated.
Slowly, Jack rubbed his hands over her thighs until he saw the pain clear from her face. “Better?”
“Yes, I’m fine.”
Jack started to slowly stroke into her again, taking it easy and watching her face for discomfort. He reached down and massaged her clit as he worked in and out of her.
Marie cupped her breasts and started to rub and pinch her nipples lightly, breathing deeply as Jack stroked her body with his. She felt like every nerve ending was on fire. Moisture slicked her body and was whisked away by the breeze. She closed her eyes and gave herself over to the feel of Jack’s hand on her clit, his cock filling and stroking her, her own hands teasing her sensitive nipples and the air caressing her everywhere.
Jack watched her as he thrust into her tight cunt as it gripped and pulled at his erection. She looked so incredible, innocent yet wanton. Her long dark hair spread out on the cream colored blanket. He leaned forward and brought himself down on top of her, kissing her harshly, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. He gathered her against him then rolled over until he lie on his back with Marie straddling him, still buried deep in her cunt.
“Ride me,” he urged. His hands cupped her hips, showing her the rhythm as she began to move over him. Her hair flowed down and over his chest. Jack reached up and took over stroking and teasing her breasts.
Marie braced herself against Jack and rocked her hips against him. She felt powerful as she watched the lust on his face. It felt so good to know she could do that to him. That he would want her. Marie rode him more urgently. She wanted to make him come again, to lose control. She watched as he moaned.
He grabbed her hips again and began thrusting up into Marie. He felt like he was exploding as he shot his cum into her. Marie cried out as her own orgasm took over.
They slowed to a stop and Jack pulled her down to kiss him and wrapped his arms around her.
“Thank you, Marie. That felt so good. I can’t even begin to tell you.”
Marie smiled as she snuggled against Jack’s chest. She hoped this wouldn’t be the last time.

Letter from the Author: This is a story about an older promiscuous woman who loves sex and is not ashamed of it. She knowingly commits adultery and likes to be dominated and even humiliated. If you have any moral issues with this, please go read another story.
These events take place ten years before chapter 7.
Addison hurriedly unlocked the door and rushed to the ringing phone and picked it up.
“Hello?”
“Hey mom, it’s Cole.” The caller replied.
Cole was Addie’s 21 year old son.
“Hi sweetheart, how is everything at school?” She asked him.
“Fine thanks.” He assured her. “You and Patty are still coming for the weekend right?”
“I’m not sure.” She said with a big sigh as she set down her carry-on bag.
Addison had just returned from a business trip to Dallas. It had taken longer than she expected, and she was not sure she wanted to repack and jump back on another plane the next day to Florida for the weekend. She and Patty had become close since her first plastic surgeries, and they traveled regularly together to relax and look for young hard cocks to fuck. She told herself on the way home from Dallas that she was going to beg off the weekend and plan it for some other time.
“Come on mom.” Cole pleaded. “You have to come.”
“Honey I just got back from Dallas, and I’m really tired. Can’t we come down in a few weeks?” She asked, hoping to convince him.
She was not lying. She had just spent the last four days on her back, her knees and bent over with the cocks of a very important client in every orifice of her body. It was what she needed to do to close a mega deal for her firm. She wanted to rest her body and just relax for the next few days.
“No, you guys need to come this weekend.” He insisted.
“Why? What’s so damn special about this weekend?” She said sarcastically.
“Because, Trent called and he invited Mitzy and me to meet him at Hooter’s for some beers and to catch up.”
Mitzy was Cole’s long time girlfriend.
“He wants to go bike riding tomorrow too.” He told her enthusiastically. “He asked about you and I told him you were coming down for the weekend. He said he would love to see you again and that he could put you and Patty up in his parent’s hotel for nothing.”
Addison knew she had no choice but to go now. Two years ago Trent had graduated from the same university that Cole attended. Since then, Cole had constantly complained that Trent never called. Addison knew how much this meant to Cole, so she assured him that they would be there Friday.
Cole had idolized Trent ever since he met him back in prep school. Trent was a border at the school that Cole attended as a day student. Trent’s family was from Panama and had sent him to America for an education. He liked it in America, but he was all alone. Cole had befriended him and all through their school years Trent had been a fixture at the Cameron house, even spending some of the short vacations like Thanksgiving there. He was older than Cole and had finished school and headed off to college where Cole joined him a couple of years later. Trent was quite a looker. Addison’s daughter and nieces had all been quite smitten with him. His good looks and muscular build had not escaped Addie’s notice either. She had spent many days by their pool with Patty discussing how desirable he was.
Trent had spent the last couple years establishing himself in his parent’s business, which left little time for him to spend with Cole. He had assured Cole last night that everything between them was fine, and that they would all have a great time this weekend.
Patty and Addison landed in Florida Friday morning and spent the day shopping. About five o’clock they entered the lobby of Trent’s parent’s hotel. The desk clerk took great care of them and they commented to each other how special he had made them feel. They got off the elevator and walked to Patty’s room. It was a very nice room and on the table was a fruit basket with a note.
It read: Nice to have you here, see you all in the lobby at 6:00 for dinner, Trent.
Addison hustled to her room to get ready. When she arrived in her room, there was a basket for her too. However, hers was filled with champagne, wine and other fine liquors.
Her note read: It’s been a long time. Look forward to seeing you. Hope we get a chance later to speak in private.
Addison smiled and prepared herself for dinner.
Addison, Patty, Cole and Mitzy were all waiting in the lobby when Trent arrived at six. He whisked them off in a limo to a private dinner club. The food was excellent. The wine and champagne flowed and everyone was toasting to the good ole days. Trent asked Cole if he would like tickets to sit in his firm’s skybox at the university’s football game the next day, and Cole enthusiastically accepted. Everyone finished their dinner and as they exited the club, Trent asked if anyone wanted to go to an underground club.
Patty, Cole and Mitzy said yes. Addie wanted to go too, but the look in Trent’s eye as he looked at her, told Addie she should decline. The three others got into the limo and Trent sent them on their way. He hailed a cab for Addie and himself and they drove back to the hotel, reminisced the whole way about old times.
“Thanks for a fine evening.” Addison said as they entered the lobby of the hotel, extending her hand to shake his. He grabbed her by the wrist and gently pulled her toward the elevators.
“It’s only just begun.” He told her with a mischievous grin.
The elevator door opened and they entered. He pulled out a special room key and inserted it into the slot at the top of the buttons.
“Next stop, my place.” He told her.
Addison got that familiar tingle between her legs as the car rose to the penthouse suite. She was pretty sure why he was taking her to his suite. The doors opened and she entered. It was fabulous. He walked by and pointed at the couch.
“Have a seat. I’ll get you a brandy.”
The couch faced a full length window that overlooked the lights of the city. Trent returned with the brandy and sat next to Addie. The two drank and recalled more old times. Trent was a true gentleman.
“You look fabulous.” He kept telling her. “Looks like your 30 years old again.”
“Yes, I have a fantastic plastic surgeon.” She quipped.
“Maybe,” He replied. “but you have always been hot.” Then he placed his hand on her stocking clad thigh, just below her skirt.
Addie blushed a bit at his compliment and the touch oh his hand made her temperature rise. He continued to compliment her about her looks and her body, and Addison ate it up.
Without warning his hand slid up under her skirt and found the silk of her thong panties.
“I have always wanted you.” He told her as he leaned in close.
Addie spread her thighs a bit. Trent moved the material of her thong to the side and began rubbing her clit softly, all the time complimenting her.
Addie was in heaven. She closed her eyes and dropped her head back to rest on the couch. Her pussy drooled and soon Trent’s finger was sliding between its lips. He laid her down on the couch. He ran his hands up the outside of her thighs, pushing her skirt up past her stocking tops and over her hips, until it was resting in a bunch above her hips. With one motion he grabbed the strings of her thong and pulled them down over her hips. She raised her ass off the couch to help. He lowered his face between her legs licked up her thigh until he reached her female folds. His tongue lathered her now flaming gash. Addison rocked her hips against his effort and moaned her approval. He licked her clit, and slid his tongue deep inside her. She moaned again, and he continued to please.
Addison writhed in pleasure as her first orgasm ripped through her. “Ahhhhhhh!” she groaned while holding his face to her crotch.
Trent slid three fingers inside her as he continued to lick and suck on her sensitive, swollen nub.
“Yes, yes.” Was all she could say. His fingers were sliding in and out of her flooded pussy as he licked up her juices. He coaxed her second orgasm less than ten minutes later. Her body was thrashing around in ecstasy the whole time. She couldn’t believe how expertly he was eating her pussy. She never wanted it to stop.
Addison was still fully clothed except for the thong on the ground when Trent pulled his throbbing cock from his pants and pointed it at her flaming cunt. He slid it in slowly and began to fuck her gently. He slid his cock in and out slowly, complimenting her the whole time. She grabbed his hips and helped him make love to her. Addison was reveling in her pleasure when everything changed.
“I know what you did in Dallas.” He told her, never stopping his penetrations.
“What?” Addie said, not sure what he was saying.
“I was at the JW hotel hailing a cab when a cab pulled up with two men and a woman in it. I could see through the window that one had his tongue down her throat and the other was obviously fingering her cunt.” He told her.
Addison was stunned. She didn’t know what to say.
“Imagine my surprise when I noticed it was you.” He told, as he began to fuck her a bit harder.
“I followed you three to the elevator. I watched from the ground through the glass elevator as you shoved your tongue into one guy’s mouth. I saw one of them pull those gigantic tits out of your dress and the other one lifted your skirt up enough that I could see your slutty, bald, cheating cunt.”
Addison was getting off on his dirty talk, and his thrusting pace had picked up even more, and now he was pounding her cunt like a jack hammer. She didn’t know what to do; she just laid back and enjoyed the rough play and dirty talk.
“It was you wasn’t it?” he asked. “What would your husband and son say if they knew what a slut their wife and mother was?” He was slamming her so hard now that she was falling off the couch onto the floor. He reached under her and continued his assault as he laid her on the floor.
“Did you fuck them at the same time?” he asked. “Did you have one in your dirty cunt and one in you hungry mouth?”
Addison screamed with pleasure as he fucked her silly and accused her of being a dirty, cheating whore.
“Did you let them fuck you in the ass, you cunt?”
“Did you suck their cocks after they were in your asshole?”
“Yes! Yes! I did it all.” Addison screamed. “I am a dirty slut.
Fuck me! Fuck me like the whore I am.”
Trent reached down and tore open her blouse. Buttons flew all over the carpet and he ripped her bra up over her massive tits. Then he dove onto them and began mauling them, leaving hickeys and bite marks all over.
“Cunt! Cunt! Cunt! You are a dirty cunt!” he told her.
Addison’s third orgasm hit and she squealed like a stuck pig. She couldn’t believe that this boy who had spent so much time at her house, a boy who had been almost like a son to her, could treat her like this. Conversely, she really couldn’t believe how this friend of her son had the knowledge and cock to make her cum like this.
Trent continued his pounding until she calmed down. Then he stood up, pulled her legs straight up and flipped her legs down so Addison was on her shoulders and the back of her head with her pussy and ass straight up in the air. He slid his cock straight down inside her and fucked her like that for quite a while until he was ready to cum. He pulled his cock from her pussy as he came, and shot his cum down all over her. When he was done he pulled her to her knees.
“Clean me you filthy whore!” then he shoved his cum covered cock in her face. Addison willingly licked their juices from his cock until it was clean, then he walked away, leaving her lying on the floor.
Addison stood up and dropped on the couch. Sweat and Trent’s seed covered her body. She laid there for a long time in a sexually satisfied stupor until she finally fell asleep.
A short time later, Trent returned after taking a shower. His heavy footsteps startled Addie. She opened her eyes to see him walking toward her with a drink in his hand, in a robe and nothing else. She took in his body and his good looks. The temperature in her body rose again. And she sat up on the couch. She could feel the dried cum on her body and it made her feel dirty, a feeling she had grown to love.
“You want another?” Trent inquired.
“Drink, or fuck?” Addie quipped with a sexy grin.
“Either?” he chided right back.
“So, now you are going to black mail me for sex?” Addison said snidely.
“Why?” Trent replied. “I like to fuck, you’re obviously a complete slut, nobody needs to feel threatened. Besides, I have wanted to fuck you since the ninth grade. In fact, when I used to stay at you house, I would jack off in your panties all the time.” He picked up the soiled panties that lay on the floor. He placed it to his nose and inhaled deeply. “Mmmmm” he moaned. “I would sniff one pair and cum in the other.”
“How do you know they were mine and not my daughter’s?” Addison inquired.
“Well, they smelled just like that, but, does it matter?” He replied. “After tonight I can say with confidence that you suck cock much better than your daughter.”
Addison was a bit surprised at his answer, but not stunned that he had been with her daughter. After all, what young girl wouldn’t spread her legs for such a good looking, sexy, young man as Trent?
“So did you just rekindle your friendship with my son to get in my pants?” Addie asked.
“For the most part.” He told her.
“Well then I think I will blackmail you.” She told him with some confidence. “I will fuck you, but only as long as you stay friends with Cole. You know how much he admires you.”
“He is a good guy, and besides, his sexy little girlfriend’s cunt might be an added bonus.” He said with an evil look in his eye.
“Don’t you dare you bastard.” Addie told him. “Cole would be crushed if he found out.” Then she got a bit cocky and told him, “Besides, Mitzy wouldn’t have anything to do with you, she’s a good Southern girl.”
“No, she’s closer to good southern slut like you.” He retorted.
“I don’t think so.” She replied snidely.
“Let me tell you about that good southern girl as you call her.” he said as he sat next to her on the couch. “The day before you and Patty arrived; Cole, Mitzy and I all went to the sports bar to watch the game. That bitch was eyeing me all night. We were all enjoying the game when Cole got a call. He couldn’t hear in the bar, so he walked outside to continue his call. I could see him through the window and he was very involved in the call. Apparently it was his lab partner and they had a problem. Anyway, I scooted over close to his sweet innocent Mitzy, put my arm around her and gave her a small kiss with just a hint of tongue. That little ho sucked so hard on my tongue I thought she was going to pull it out of my mouth. I reached down over her shoulder and grabbed one of her little titties and she just kissed me harder. I could see Cole walk farther down the street, so I placed my hand on her exposed thigh and slid it up toward her cunt. That little slut couldn’t spread her legs fast enough. I reached under her skirt and found her panties. I slipped my finder under the material and guess what?”
Addie just sat there stunned and did not say a word.
“That good little southern girl has a cunt just as bald as yours. I pushed my finger into that dripping snatch and fingered her right there at the table as I watched your son continue his call. She moaned and sucked my tongue like she wanted it to be my cock. When I had my finger nice and wet, I pulled it out and offered it to her. She sucked it as intensely as she had been doing to my tongue. I put that finger back into her pussy and continued to finger fuck her in the middle of that bar in front of all those people. I was pinching her tit and fingering her cunt and she loved every second of it. I told her to take my cock out. ‘Not here’ she told me, but she did reach down and stroke it through my pants. When she refused to do as I asked, I turned up the heat. I slipped another finger into her flooded cunt and brought her to the brink of orgasm. Just then, I saw Cole flip his phone closed. I pulled my fingers from her and told her to clean them. I excused myself and headed to the bathroom, leaving her panting like a dog. When I returned, Cole was holding Mitzy’s hand repeatedly asking if she was ok. The flushed face and slight trails of sweat had him worried. Then at the end of the night she slipped me a note. It said ‘please call me. I need you’ and it had her phone number. So if you don’t want me to ruin your son’s life, get over here on your knees so I can skull fuck you.”
Addie did as she was told. She knelt between his legs and opened his robe to see that beautiful, thick, hard cock. She swallowed it whole. Trent grabbed her head and began forcing her head up and down on his engorged unit. Addie slid her hand to her sloppy cunt and fingered her clit roughly. Trent was fucking her face feverishly when he spoke.
“Now let me tell you how it’s going to be between us.” He told her. “I am going to fuck you when I want, how I want and where I want you horny old slut.” He pulled her head down on his cock emphatically each time he said something to stress his point.
You will be available for me anytime I want. Just tell your husband you are going to visit your son. If you refuse, I will go find sweet little Mitzy and fuck her like the horny little whore she wants to be.”
His forcefulness and the manipulation of her clit made Addie cum again uncontrollably. She screamed out as his cock filled her mouth. Her body shook with pleasure. When it was over, Trent pushed her off his cock and flipped her face down on the couch. He slammed his cock up her ass and fucked her furiously for more than 30 minutes until he was about to cum. Addie moaned and screamed with delight as his cock filled her rear passage. She came again before he finally reached his climax. Again he flipped her over on her back and unloaded a barrage of cum all over her face, tits and stomach.
Addie rubbed the sticky, hot fluid all over her body as Trent lowered his cock to her mouth and ordered her to suck it clean. Addie finished her duty and Trent left the room. She was still fingering the puddles of cum on her body and licking them clean when Trent emerged from the bedroom dressed. As he walked out the door he didn’t even look at her, “See you soon slut!” He quipped.
That was the beginning of another long, satisfying, fuck filled relationship that has lasted the present.
to be continued……

Sometimes I think my parents should have named me Eykan, rather than Eukan. Since I was old enough to get an erection, I have masturbated one or more times a day, three hundred sixty-five days a year. I don’t know how much semen I have spilled, but I’m sure that were every sperm in it had impregnated a woman, the earth would not be big enough to hold all of my children. As it is, I’ve fathered only two little Jacquekovs, a boy and a girl.
My wife, now dead some five years, was a wonderful lover. She had no inhibitions and was always willing to try some new way to achieve a powerful orgasm, as long as what we did caused no pain or injury to either of us. S&M was the one aspect of sex that neither of us had any desire to explore. In spite of my wife’s willingness to have sex anytime I wanted it, and was frequently the one who initiated a romp on the Spring Maids, I still found it necessary to manually empty my seminal vesicles at least once a day. These solo sessions were always accompanied by vivid daydreams. Daydreams still fuel my daily self-pleasuring. Let me relate one to you.
It is a beautiful, warm, sunny day in early June. The sky is cloudless and a rich, almost royal blue. A light breeze is rustling the leaves of the trees as I walk along a country dirt road toward the swimming hole where the river tumbling from a fifty-foot cliff has scoured out a deep, long, pool. I can hear the waterfall even though I’m still a quarter mile from it.
Mocking birds nesting in the nearby trees take exception to me being in their territory and begin dive bombing-like attacks, narrowly missing my head. I ignore them and continue toward the river and an hour of skinny dipping.
When I’m about thirty feet from the swimming hole, I hear voices – female voices.
The pool is well shielded by trees and shrubs that grow on both banks of the river so that people swimming there cannot be easily seen by passers by. That’s why it is my favorite place to swim nude.
Quietly, I move closer and peer through the leaves of a low growing river plum. There are three girls, whom I had met on occasion, there. All were between eighteen and twenty-three years old, and all were bare ass naked. They were splashing water on one another and playing grab-ass.
Judy, the eighteen year-old looked to be about five-three, and may have weight a hundred and ten pounds. Her reddish blond hair was cut in a pageboy style. Her scanty triangle of pubic hair was the same color as the hair on her head. Her butt was a little too wide for my taste, but was smooth and firm. Her waist was small, and her belly flat. Above her waist (how shall I describe her breasts) were tits the size of large muskmelons. They did not sag; not even a little. At the center of each, the areola was only slightly darker than the sun-tanned skin around it. In the center of each areola was a mouth-wateringly erect nipple. Her nipples were huge when compared to the areolas surrounding them.
Karen, Judy’s twenty year old cousin, was about the same height as Judy, but probably fifteen pounds heavier. She wasn’t fat, but made me think of the old WWII Lucky Strike cigarette jingle: she was, “so round, so firm, fully packed.” Unlike Judy, Karen was a brunet. The hair on her head and between her thighs was mid-night black. Her skin clearly showed that she had inherited her father’s Navajo skin tones. Except that she was as smooth all over as a baby’s bottom, her hide looked like oiled old leather. Both her ass and her tits were smaller than Judy’s, but had almost the same firmness. They were conical with areolas that stood well out from the surrounding breasts, and blended into long, thin, dark nipples.
Juanita, who lived just a few doors south of my home, was also a brunet. She was twenty-two. A divorcee, she was also the mother of a two year-old son. Juanita was quite attractive, but an early pregnancy and nursing a child had taken a toll on her belly and breasts. She had a small pooched out abdomen, and her rather pendulous 36 DD breasts sagged enough that I was somewhat turned off by them. (I can’t help it; I like girls with tight, firm tits that defy gravity and stick straight out from the chest.) Like the other two, Juanita’s nipples were clearly erect. That made me curious. Were they hard because the water was cold, or were they stiff because the gals were sexually aroused?
I soon got the answer to that question. Karen moved next to Juanita, embraced her, and gave her an open mouthed kiss that I would have cherished. Juanita returned the kiss and palmed Karen’s cone shaped right tit for a moment before gently pushing the younger woman away.
“Karen, please. I really enjoy getting it on with you and Judy, but right now what I need is a man’s long, hard cock inside me.”
“But you always come so hard when I eat you.”
“I know darling, and you never fail to make me come, but I need right now I need to fuck. I need to feel a man’s cock pounding into me.”
Hearing that was all I needed. Although Juanita was, for me, the less desirable of the three, her sagging breast and slightly rounded belly did not detract from her otherwise beautiful body to keep me from wanting to be the man she said she needed.
My already stiff penis sprang to its ready for action stance. I quickly stripped off my clothing, folded it, and walked from my hiding place onto the narrow beach bordering the swimming hole.
“Hi girls! May an old man join you?”
All three girls screamed. Then they recognized me. Judy and Karen, as one, said “Hi Eukan. What are you doing here?”
Juanita took a look at my erection, smiled, and said, “Girls, that should be obvious. He came here to swim, and when he heard us decided to play peeping Tom.”
“Are you angry about that,” I asked.
“Not if you know how to use that canon you have pointed at us.”
“I do. It’s been a while since I’ve fired it, but it seems to be in working condition.”
Judy and Karen merely stared at my un-cut penis as it bobbed and waved in front of me, a glistening drop of pre-cum wetting the lips of my meatus. As I learned a few minutes later, while both girls were sexually active, they had never before seen an un-circumcised penis. When they finally got it in their hands, they delighted in covering and un-covering the glans with the loose foreskin.
Juanita smiled at my answer and said, “Well don’t just stand there. Come on in.”
I put my bundle of clothing next to the girl’s stacked clothing and waded into the water. It was cold. As it reached my penis, the little devil shriveled away to a limp, floppy worm that had no semblance to its former state.
Juanita’s face dropped. I saw the look of disappointment and told her, “I’m sorry, hon, cold water may make a girl’s nipples get hard, but it makes a man’s penis go soft. Don’t worry though, as soon as you begin warming it, it will get hard again.”
She smiled wanly and said, “I sure hope so. I don’t know how much you heard before you came out of the bushes, but I was just telling Karen how much I needed a man’s hard cock in me. I still need one – real bad.”
“Darlin’ you’ll get one. Just be a little patient. Now come here and kiss this old man.”
Juanita didn’t need a second invitation. She swam to me, stood, plastered her naked body against mine, and offered me her mouth. Our lips, and then our tongues met. Her right hand wrapped around my flaccid dick and began gently squeezing it. My own right hand made its way between us and up to her soft, pliable breast. I would have preferred to be embracing either of the younger girls, but enjoyed Juanita’s eager embrace. A moment later I felt Judy and Karen pressing their nubile bodies against my back, Judy to my right, Karen to my left. My biceps were warmly ensconced between their warm, firm, hard nippled breasts.
The press of naked female flesh against my body soon had new life flooding into John Thomas. As she felt him stiffen in her hand, Juanita mewled in my mouth, and began sliding her hand along the little devil’s length, encouraging him to stand more erect.
“I’ve never been with three beautiful, horny ladies before. I hope I’m up to the challenge.”
Judy and Karen giggled. Juanita pulled her mouth from mine, and said, “Don’t worry. It may take a while, but I’m sure you’ll be able to take care of all three of us.”
I answered, saying, “Well, then, let’s go up on the bank and lie down so that we can get started.”
“Oh, you are eager. Take it easy, boy. Half the fun is building up to the come slowly.”
“Juanita, you are right. But I can’t breath under water, and I want to taste your pussy.”
Hearing me tell Juanita that, both Karen and Judy stabbed their tongues into my ears and scrubbed their bodies against mine. Then Judy asked, “Will you eat me too?”
“Darling, I plan to eat all three of you before we leave here.”
Karen squealed in my left ear. “Oh, I’ve always wanted a guy to go down on me, but none of the ones I’ve been with would. They all wanted me to blow them, but none would eat my pussy.”
“Karen, sweet, you won’t have to wait another day. There’s nothing I enjoy more than the smell and taste of a beautiful, wet pussy.”
For the next half hour, I had my face washed by three of the tastiest pussies I’ve ever dipped my tongue into. They had similar flavors and odors, but each was different. Judy’s cunt juice was mildly sweet and tasted of fruit. Karen’s was salty and tangy. Juanita’s had a mild garlic odor and flavor and a distinct, but enjoyable taste of green chili. It didn’t have the bite of chili, just the flavor. I was in a cunnilinguist’s heaven. All three women came while I was eating them.
My penis also received its share of oral stimulation. I have to say, though, the girls were all experienced enough to recognize when a man was about to come, and always backed off before I exploded. They kept me just on the edge of an orgasm the entire time. Finally Juanita said, “I can’t wait any longer. I need to fuck.”
Saying that, she broke our sixty-nine embrace, turned and lowered her snatch onto my almost raw penis. The slick fluids of her cunt were like a balm as she encased my cock in her hot sheath.
She slid all the way down my cock’s length until our short hairs met. Then she sat still letting me get used to the heat and tightness of her vagina. I could feel her cervix pressing against my glans. If she had move just then, I would have been unable to hold back my orgasm. She seemed to sense this, and kept her cunt firmly glued to my pelvis until my urge to come subsided.
While she didn’t fuck me, not then anyway, she leaned forward so that her heavy tits pressed against my chest, and her mouth again made contact with mine. Our tongues began that age old dual.
After almost a minute of being encased in the heat and wetness of her tight vagina with no other stimulation, I felt it was safe to fuck and pressed upward against her. That was what she had been waiting for. She slid her cunt up the length of my cock until the head was barely inside. Then she slammed down again, pounding her clit against my pubic bone. She repeated the movement. Time and again she rose and fell. I began my own thrusting.
It was a warm day. Soon both of us were bathed in sweat.
Judy and Karen were standing to either side of Juanita and me. They were both masturbating.
Suddenly Juanita let out a piercing scream, went rigid, and began a dance on my cock that made me fear she was having an epileptic grand mal seizure. The violence of her orgasm, and the pressure of her cervix on my glans, pushed me over the edge. My semen flooded her cunt bathing the mouth of her uterus with sperm.
Juanita collapsed on top of me and lay there totally limp and unmoving, except for her gasping breathing. Slowly, she regained her awareness. She sat up. My now flaccid penis was still in her. Then she raised her ass from my pelvis. My cock made a wet popping sound as it pulled out of her, and was immediately covered by a glob of my semen that dripped from her gaping vagina.
Both Judy and Karen had fingered themselves to orgasm at the same time Juanita and I did, and were now back in the pool cooling off.
I sat up, kissed Juanita and said, “Hon, that was terrific. We’re going to have to get together more again – soon.”
“Any time, big boy. Any time.”
After a swim and a nap, I managed to get John Thomas up for a romp with both Judy and Karen, but by the time I climaxed in Karen’s hot pussy I barely felt the semen ooze out of my pee hole. I was spent. That night I slept more soundly than I had in years.

I don’t think I need to tell you that I had a monstrous erection as that scenario played in my head. I stroked old John Thomas for the duration of the fantasy and ejaculated into a tissue at the same moment I filled Juanita’s vagina in my daydream. I could tell you some more of these jack-off dreams, but I’ll not do it just now. If this one effected you as it did me, you’ve shot your wad and need time to reload.
Have fun,
Eukan Jacquekov

In life people always like to partake in a little bit of risk. Just enough to feel a rush, but not enough to get caught or noticed.
Jamie’s encounter with the unknown businessman left her feeling satisfied and enthralled. Her bathroom rendezvous was the appropriate next step in her pursuit to be more daring in life. She not only looked forward to thinking of more ways to dress provocatively, but she also looked forward to the next lucky man who she would let play this game of tease and please.
Proving that beautiful people are more successful, Jamie received a promotion and a big fat raise and bonus at work. This newfound income allowed her to advance her wardrobe, which meant more miniskirts, camisoles, tank tops, tube tops, dresses, stockings, and of course a whole new closet full of shoes.
The sex games and the revealing wardrobe made her a new person entirely. She felt so free and open. Jamie now made a regular habit out of going out in public without wearing a bra and panties underneath her outfits. Somewhere along the way, in her quest to be more daring, something she never would have imagined happened. Jamie had become a full on exhibitionist.
It had been a few weeks since her last public display and Jamie was anxious to have some more fun. So she decided that her next day of fun would occur on a random mid-week day. That day she didn’t feel like going to work, so she called in sick. It would be perfect, since everyone she knew would be at work. But she had some difficulties trying to decide where would be a fun place to dress up for. She’d already dressed up as the sexy businesswoman, so she didn’t want to do that again. Besides she wasn’t going to work anyway. Then an idea struck her. A fantasy of hers from her high school and college years.
Jamie was going to take a trip to the mall.
It was another beautiful mid-70 degree day outside, sunny with not a cloud in the sky. Jamie scanned through her wardrobe in her walk in closet trying to find the right outfit to wear. She took out a floral embroidered strapless top that hugged her perky 32C tits in place, while showing off her nice, toned shoulders and arms. A pleated denim miniskirt complimented her top perfectly. The skirt was just the right size; barely long enough to cover her ass, but short enough to make it known that she wasn’t wearing any panties if she bent over. Just the way she liked it. Her tan, toned legs lead down to a pair of sexy opened toed heels that showed off her freshly manicured feet. The heels were one of her favorites in her collection. They were gold colored in a dress sandal style, with a thin front, T-strap with rhinestones, a full heel cup, and a stacked four-inch tapered high heel.
She took a quick look in the mirror to make sure the outfit was appropriate. Ample cleavage showing: Check. Nipples popping out through the thin fabric of her top: Check. The bottom of her round, heart shaped ass showing under her skirt: Check. A couple of quick sprays of her favorite perfume under her skirt, between her thighs, and she was ready to make someone’s fantasy come true.
Since it was working hours on a mid-week day, Jamie arrived at a very quiet and empty mall. A few shoppers here and there: mostly stay at home mothers, mall employees, and other customers who worked nearby. She was a bit disappointed, as she wanted an audience. A part of her felt like she was wasting such a sexy outfit. Maybe today wouldn’t be another chance to have some fun. Feeling a little down, she considered leaving, until she saw a Victoria’s Secret store just ahead. Immediately her spirits lifted up. Victoria’s Secret was one of her favorite stores and maybe picking up some more sexy outfits or undergarments to wear would make her feel better.
Walking into the store, all eyes immediately darted towards her. Not only because of her outfit and her beauty, but also because she was one of the only customers there. The muscular security guard stood by the door. He had his hands crossed trying to look imposing. A young blonde female was sitting at the cash registers waiting for someone to buy something. A couple of other young female employees were cleaning up items around the store or just chatting amongst themselves. Jamie paid them no attention as she slowly made her way through the store. Stopping to take a look at some panties, then skirts, and finally some bikinis. Nothing really sparked her interest, until she came to the sleepwear section.
There were several slips and camisoles that looked intriguing. As she sifted through a pink satin ballet length chemise, the front door swung open and a man entered the store. Again, all eyes in the store focused on the man. He was alone, so that could only mean two things. He was either there shopping for a gift for his wife/girlfriend/mistress or he was a pervert. Maybe both. At first Jamie didn’t pay him any attention, until he walked toward the sleepwear section right near where she was standing.
He was a very handsome man, early 20’s, with dark hair, and an athletic build. He was dressed very casually with a button down shirt, designer jeans, and white sneakers. Jamie thought he was probably a college kid.
The young dark haired man stopped and looked at a real sexy black lace-up satin slip a couple of feet away from where Jamie was standing. Their eyes met for a brief moment and he made an awkward, embarrassed smile. Right then and there, Jamie decided that he would be his next play toy. She seductively made her way over towards him, making sure that he noticed her. When she arrived at the same rack containing the black lace-up slips he was looking at, she purposely walked around him and sifted through a couple of sizes as if she were looking for her size. She circled back around him again before looking up and making eye contact again. But this time Jamie flashed her mesmerizing smile at him.
He was instantaneously hooked.
“I’m just looking for something for a friend.” The man blurted out.
Jamie smiled back, keeping the sly comeback to herself. She simply kept up her flirtatious game and asked in a very coy manner, “Do you see an extra small over there?”
She knew that there was an extra small right in front of him. The man unassumingly picks up the extra small size and goes to hand her the slip. His mind was racing, trying to think of something witty or flirty to say back, but by the time he thought of something, Jamie had already grabbed the slip from his hands. She thanked him with a quick bat of her eyes and was gone just like that.
He watched as she headed towards the fitting rooms, presumably to try on the extra small slip. At the entrance to the fitting room, he saw her stop and took a quick peek back at him. He suddenly looked away, trying to conceal the fact that he was standing there watching her every step. But he was pretty sure that she saw him. She did. She was really good at this game after all.
As Jamie walked into one of the dressing rooms and out of view, the man just stood there with an uncertain look in his eye. He scanned around the store and noticed that no other customers were in the store. The store employees were all busy handling their normal job responsibilities and one of them was keeping the security guard occupied. Figuring nobody would notice, the man began taking a few steps towards the dressing room.
When he arrived outside the fitting rooms, he sneakily peers in to see if there is an employee working the room. Just as he hoped, there is not anybody there. He quietly takes a step into the room and begins to walk in very short steps to prevent the sound of his shoes hitting too hard onto the floor. As he nears the first set of dressing rooms, he peeks underneath to see nothing there. He makes his way to the second set of doors, and again peeks underneath. This time he sees a pair of lovely tanned legs stemming from a pair of expensive high heel gold sandals. Those legs were unmistakable. They belonged to the incredibly sexy girl from outside.
The young dark haired man ponders his next action for a second. Should he knock? Should he say something out loud? What would he even say? After much deliberation, he decides to just walk back outside and wait.
As he begins to walks away, the soles of his shoes screech against the tile floor of the room. Like a burglar who has made too much noise, he freezes and prays that she didn’t hear him. His heart rate jumps when the dressing room door opens up ajar. He panics and considers making a run for it, but he is caught red handed as Jamie pops her head out of the small crack in the doorway.
“Excuse me”, Jamie says with a smile.
The man feels embarrassed. But much to his shock, she doesn’t scream. Automatically, he begins to apologize profusely. But before he can finish, Jamie flings the door open and steps out in only the extra small black lace-up satin slip and her gold high heel sandals.
The black lace-up satin slip snuggled against her body like it was made for only her. The laces on the slip ran up and down the side of her body and they were purposely left untied. The straps were barely holding the slip on to her shoulders, like a pair of jeans with the belt unhooked. One wrong move and it would fall off her leaving her fully exposed.
Jamie stood there posing for him, giving him a perfect view of her spectacular body covered in nothing more than a pillow case. She watched as his eyes looked her up and down. She continued to pose for him, making sure he got a good look, before she spoke again.
“Do you mind tying these laces for me?”
The man gulped, unable to force words out of his mouth. He felt paralyzed. He couldn’t believe how sexy this woman was standing in front of him. This was a million times better than any porn he saw on the internet.
Jamie made her way over to him until she was standing right in front of him. She turned to her side and fumbled with the laces, driving him even wilder as the sight of her side boob came into full view.
“I can’t seem to reach them.”
The man tried to contain himself, as he reached over and grabbed hold of a lace. His hand shook with a mixture of excitement and uncertainty as the thought jumped into his head. One simple pull and this gorgeous woman would be standing there completely naked. But the gentleman inside of him got the better of him, and he instead tied the laces together tightly. He did however; sneak in a caress of her exposed skin, as he tugged on the laces to make sure they were extra tight.
After he tied on the laces on the other side of the slip on, he took a step back and stared at her in silence. They both stood there about a foot apart, staring at each other, neither saying a word, each waiting for the other to make a move.
Jamie took the initiative; it was her game after all. She took a step towards him and reached out and began to run her hand down his chest, and then down his stomach towards his cock, which was already pitching a tent through his jeans.
“Thank you so much.” She said as her hand came closer and closer to the bulge in his pants. “I don’t know what I would have done if you weren’t here?”
They made eye contact, each one trying to read the other’s mind. Jamie had a playful, teasing look in her eye. He had a lust filled gaze. Grabbing a hold of her, he leaned in and shoved his tongue down her throat with reckless abandonment.
Suddenly a voice shouted back from the entrance to the dressing room area.
“Do you need help with something?”
It was the store security guard.
The security guard was a fairly young man, early 30’s if not late 20’s. He was over six feet tall, with a hulking physique, and short hair. He looked like an off-duty cop.
Jamie pushed the young dark haired man away and covered herself up, pretending like she was embarrassed. The security guard stepped closer and asked if she knew this man and was he bothering her. Jamie didn’t respond, she just ran back into the fitting room where behind closed doors, a wicked smile came across her face. This little turn of events was unexpected, but maybe she could parlay this change of plans into even more fun.
The security guard ordered the young dark haired man to stay where he was, threatening to call the cops. They both waited as Jamie got changed back into her original outfit. When she stepped out of the fitting room, the security guard asked her again if this man was bothering her. She said no and walked out of the dressing room to go pay for her item.
The security guard was still very suspicious, so he ordered the young dark haired man to leave while Jamie paid for her lace slip on. When she was done paying for the item, he escorted her out to make sure the other man wasn’t outside waiting for her. The coast seamed clear, so he let her go. She thanked him very much for his kindness with another one of her intoxicating smiles. As she turned around to walk away, she purposely dropped her shopping bag containing the lace slip up she just bought. Deliberately bending over to pick up the bag instead of crouching down, Jamie gave the security guard a nice little view of what she was wearing under her skirt. Or better yet, what she wasn’t wearing.
She walked away with another one of her seductive looks back towards the security guard, who stood there dumbfounded. She was hoping the security guard would follow her for some more fun. But when she peeked through the reflections in the storefront windows and saw that somebody was following her, she was surprised that it wasn’t the security guard.
It was the young dark haired man from the store.
Apparently, the game was not over yet.
The man waited outside of the Victoria’s Secret store for this girl that he was slowly becoming obsessed with. Believing there was a connection of some sort; he waited and waited, planning out what he would say to her when she walked out. He stood out of sight in case the security guard followed her out, which he did, by hiding behind one of the pillars located in front of the stores on the opposite side of the mall. A part of him felt like a stalker as he spotted her leave the store and say some words to the security guard. But his desire to touch and kiss this woman made him think that she wanted him as well. He waited for the right opportunity to make his move as he watched her drop her Victoria’s Secret bag and bend over to pick it up, but his angle didn’t provide the same view that the security guard got.
When she finally started walking away from the security guard, he felt anxious hoping the security guard would go back into the store. Several seconds later, the security guard finally turned around and walked back into the store. The moment the security guard opened the door; he dashed after the sexy curly, blonde woman who was now working with a decent head start. He quickened his pace to try and catch up to her, not wanting to run after her for fear of coming on like a lunatic.
He was slowly gaining ground on her as she headed for the escalators up to the second floor. She reached the escalators before him and when she stepped onto the first step, she glanced back and he knew that she spotted him once again. He paused wondering if he should stop his pursuit. He looked around and noticed very few people around, and all of them were minding their own business. When he realized that she was the only person on the escalator he quickly followed her onto the escalator and continued the chase.
Jamie stood still on the escalator not walking up and just letting the escalator take her to the next level. They weren’t stairs after all. She was about a third of the way up when the young dark haired man stepped onto the escalator, just like she had planned. He also stood still, probably pretending as if he wasn’t following her, but she knew he was.
She also knew that the elevation of the escalator gave the young man a good view of her from below. With that in mind, she stretched her arms out to hold onto the sides of the escalator. At the same time, she spread her legs apart, so that the sides of each foot were also touching the sides of the escalator. She inconspicuously bent over slightly, causing the back of her skirt to rise up ever so faintly. When she heard the young man begin to race up the escalator steps, she knew that he got a good look at her sweet, unshaven pussy. The escalator ride was almost over and she remained in that position all the way up as the man moved in closer and closer.
She took a few steps off the escalator before the young man grabbed hold of her right wrist, spinning her around with his brute strength. She gasped when she looked into the man’s eyes, which were full of yearning and hunger. She had seen that look before. That was the same look the businessman at the café had given her. He grabbed her and pushed her towards him closely, rubbing his hard cock that was poking out of his jeans against her body. They stood closely, staring at each other; their eyes filled with desire.
He leaned in to give her a hard kiss on the lips, but she held her hand up to his mouth and stopped him. She shook her head no and pulled away. The area was too open and they had to find more private settings. A couple of storefronts away a sign pointed down indicating the open space was the mall resting area. Jamie walked over there and like a good obedient dog the young dark haired man followed her. Inside the resting area were some chairs and tables, public restrooms, vending machines, and pay phones.
There was nobody inside, but that didn’t matter. Nothing was going to stop these two from exchanging bodily fluids. Jamie barely made it into the empty rest area before the man pounced of her.
He kissed her hard and deep, swirling his tongue into the deepest and farthest regions of her mouth. His hands groped and grabbed every part of her that she had so playfully exposed to him throughout the day. He pulled down the top of her camisole to reveal those perky tits, shoving his face between her cleavage and licking and sucking both nipples. Her left breasts remained engulfed in his left hand, as his other hand made its way down, underneath her skirt. She was already soaking wet.
Wasting very little time, he pushed her against the wall near the vending machine and dropped down to his knees. He lifted up her left leg and looked up at her, while kissing his way up from her calf, to her knee, and her thigh.
Jamie was starting to moan and she smushed her tits together, playing with her nipples to excite him even further.
The young dark haired man couldn’t take it anymore and he had to taste her. He lifted up her denim skirt and draped her left leg over his shoulder and dove in, tongue first, towards the sweet smell of perfume between her thighs. He stuck his tongue out as far as he could and then licked up and down from her asscrack to her clit, before settling in on her puffed out clitoris. He sucked on her clit while his one hand reached around and grabbed hold of her ass and the other held onto her thigh, which was resting nicely on his shoulder. He then started licking and massaging her clit with his tongue at a progressively faster and faster pace, causing her to moan louder and louder. Working circle eights around her sweet spot, he could tell that she was getting close to cumming. Her leg muscles tightened around his head almost suffocating her, her moans became screams of pleasure as her breathing became more rapid, and she reached down and grabbed a hold of his head and tried to push him away. But he kept on licking and sucking until her body convulsed and she came with a screaming orgasm onto his face.
The young dark haired man leaned back and looked up, letting her enjoy her orgasm and allowing her muscles to relax. But the second he felt her return to normal, he pushed in his right index finger deep inside her pussy. He pushed it in and out at a swift pace causing her to gasp loudly and her head to fall back smacking into the wall. He then pushed in the middle finger as well, opening her pussy up even wider. She cursed repeatedly as she once again tried to push him away, the intense feeling of pleasure too much for her to handle. For added pleasure, he leaned in and licked her clit gently with his tongue. His tongue and hands moved at a rhythmic motion together touching every sensitive part in and out of her pussy. Jamie grabbed onto the sides of his head again with both hands and tried to hang on for dear life, lifting her other leg onto his other shoulder, so that her whole body was sitting on top of his broad shoulders.

I have auburn hair, green eyes, and stand about five feet two inches tall. My girls can be encased by a thirty-six inch DDD bra. And while many guys are put off by my aggressive nature, the lucky few I play with find out what a mind blowing good time I am.
I went to an adults only club house to try more adventuresome sex. A month ago this guy mentioned he wanted to try anal with me and I was thinking about letting him…
Now, I heard from my girlfriends that anal could be disastrous and painful. Therefore, I repeatedly tested the waters at home with a “back door” vibrator and lots of masturbation (which nicely balanced out the slight pain/pressure sensation). The sensations were unique gave me a stronger orgasm. This was interesting enough that I wanted to try things out with a cock.
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The following is a story of a fantasy fulfilled.
I slipped, into the club’s hot tub and started talking with the men and women around me. Right away I saw the most gorgeous hunk with black hair and a hesitant manner. Turns out, that he is a new member and today is the first day that he decided to try out the club’s pool house/hot tub. We chatted and lightly massaged each other in the water while two other guys joined in. They focused their touch on my white soft mounds and long limbs. Gorgeous was into my idea of not only anal but a long time fantasy of anal with me the crème filling between him and another guy.
The second guy we picked to join us was the one bold enough to be sucking nipples at the time. The man was a looker with the best sucking skills. My fantasy was on its way to being fulfilled.
You can not believe how wet that made me.
Gorgeous, Looker, and I got out of the hot tub and went to the club’s back bedrooms. We negotiated safety and play limits. IE the guys were not comfy with me tying them up and getting a little whipping in. Oh, darn. Guess I would have to settle for being fucked mindless.
I have to give props, my partners were creative, willing, and disciplined enough to patiently work me up before busting my cherry. IE it was a wonderful experience that I would be willing to repeat vs. 10 seconds of trying and “that’s enough” get me some lidocaine.
I wonder if they smelled the aroma of my musk and felt the excitement they inspired in me. Every time I felt a stroke on my soft plush folds or a mouth on my body I became even shinier with juices.
Looker used his talented mouth on my nipples while Gorgeous and I fucked.
Gorgeous put on a condom and fucked my pussy good. Boy did my hips buck. I felt so full. Each stroke hit my cervix just right. I smiled, as he buried his throbbing cock inside of me up to his balls. I wonder what he thought of my velvet sides, pussy grasping at his size, my flesh getting hotter and hotter as he speared me. I was tortured when he began to slowly slide in and out, and thought YEAH as he picked up a faster pace. Lots of lovely mini orgasms for me and a big blow for him.
I was still panting from my orgasms as Gorgeous had me kneel, this time I knew his attention had moved to my firm luscious ass cheeks.
By now, a lubed glove had magically appeared in Gorgeous’ hands. He took a firm grip on my cheeks, spreading them apart far enough to visually see my pink asshole. Then he worked in the lube. I looked down at his cock and saw it swollen, purple, and coated with clear pre-cum. Gorgeous inserted a finger into my ass, very slowly. Sliding it in and out as I focused on relaxing.
Next, Looker had me lay on top of him and as he was about to get a cock massage through the walls of my cunt when Gorgeous ass fucked me.
Gorgeous reinserted his finger into my ass, very slowly. Sliding it in and out as I focused on relaxing. There was very little resistance from me. Without missing a stroke, he opened me up further. Again, very little resistance.
He began to press harder, and then backed off.
Again, he pressed but this time it was his cock head against my puckered rosebud.
He leaned inward with more pressure and popped that hot hard cock up my ass.
Yeouch?!? Discomfort but interesting. Pain balanced with the feeling of a cock up my pussy and Lookers talented lips on my nipples. Fullness inside, a soft peach being split open with a smooth slippery pressure.
Gorgeous leaned in further, slowly. I started to relax further. I allowed his aching, drooling tool acceptance. Each inch seemed to take an eternity.
Sweat was beading on my forehead now. I bit my lips to keep from crying out. He began to saw in and out of my tight hole, stopping just at the opening before slowly re-submerging back in until his balls spanked my pussy lips. Faster, faster, I was now lost in my own world.
I came hard! My tight asshole cinched around Gorgeous’ girth. Cries and moans from all three of us reverberated through the room. My legs quaked as the energy of my entire body was now being released through my hot dripping twat. I am very fluid when I climax. I literally gush girl cum and splashes of it rained down on Looker as I came three times. Gorgeous kept stroking me sooooo deep. Feeling my own climaxes triggered the guys.
Fantasy fulfilled.
Would I do it again?
YES, YES, YES!

In Faith Hill’s dressing room she decided that it was time to put the interview to an end.
“I’m getting bored,” Faith stated.
“What would you like to do now?” I asked.
“Do you have a girlfriend?” Faith asked.
“Yes,” I replied.
“Good, I’m married so we won;t be cheating when we do this,” Faith smiled at me.
At this point I was getting confused.
“I want you to do me a favor,” Faith said with a sly smile.
“If I can,” I reply.
“Take off all your clothes and go stand next to my costume chest,” Faith said matter of factly.
I began to comply and began to strip of my clothes. As I slipped out of my pants I glanced to look at Faith and she had the sexiest smile on her face I have ever seen a woman have on her face. I realized that I was beginning to blush with embarassment in front of this sexy superstar. “You don’t have a thing to be ashamed of,” Faith said to me. I continued down to my underwear, I looked back at Faith and se said, “All of your clothes.” I then slipped off my underwaear as my cock sprang to it’s full 8 1/2 inches. I then went over and stood next to the costume chest as she indicated.
Faith then walked over to the chest and stepped behind me an pulled out two pairs of shackles and chains from behind the chest. I quickly found out that they were attached to the over 700 pound chest. “These will not allow you to reach the love seat where I will be sitting and masturbating while you stand there with these chains on and jerk off your cock for me, tell me when you’re going to cum, and I will come over and kneel down and drink your cum,” Faith told me.
She went back to the love seat as I wrapped my right hand around my hardened cock and slowly started to move my hand up and down my stiff cock. Faith reached the love seat and turned around and began to strip off her dress and smiling sweetly at me the whole time. As she reached down and slipped off her panties I started stroking my cock a little faster. She leaned back on the love seat and spread her long sexy legs as wide as she could and began to finger her smoothly shaved pussy. First she used one finger as deep as she could get in and then used two fingers. The chains on the shackles were making tinkling sounds as I continued to stroke my hard cock faster as she continued to work her pussy with her fingers. She then slipped her fingers from her other hand up to her tits and began to finger her nipples then smiled and let out a low sexy moan. At that point she slid her fingers out of her cunt and put them in her mouth and licked the sweet juices from them. I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to take much more of this before I lost it. Faith smiled as she started to shift her position so that she could finger both her pussy and her asshole at the same time. I then stroked my cock a little bit faster as her smile increased a little more. I knew that it wasn’t going to be much longer at all as she smiled at me with lust filled eyes. “Oh, shit! I’m going to cum!” I yelled at Faith. She leaped off the love seat and ran over to where I was standing and dropped to her knees and took the head of my cock into her mouth as I started to explode my load into her mouth. Then as I continued to spurt she pulled my puumping cock still out of her mouth and aimed it at her large tits. I continued to empty my load on her tits as she smiled at me. “Don’t move,” she said as she then took my still hard cock to rub the cum all over her tits and face. As my cock started to soften Faith got up and walked over to a robe that she had hanging on the back of the door an instead of putting it on she reached into the pocket.
“Oh, fuck,” Faith said in a worried voice.
“What does that mean?” I asked Faith as I stood there in my post orgasm haze.
“The key’s not here for the locks on the shackles,” Faith told me with a stunned look on her face.
“Now what do we do?” I asked Faith.
“I guess call a locksmith to get you out,” she said to me.
“Just my luck Faith Hill swallows my load and now I’m locked to a costumes chest in her room,” I say.
“Relax,” says Faith as she picks up her cell phone and dials a number from the phone book. “Yes, I need a locksmith to come to the Civic Center to open some padlocks for Faith Hill’s Costumes chests for her concert tonight,” she smiled as she paused to listen to the response. “One other thing, do you have any female locksmiths? Good send her, to the back of the building and on of Ms. Hill’s assisstants will be waiting to let her in.” Faith turned a nd looked at me with some amusement as she noticed that my cock was growing again. “She should be here shortly, which is more than can say for you,” she smiled at me as she reached down to stroke my rapidly hardening cock again.
“Has this ever happened before?” I asked Faith breathlessly.
There was a knock on the door as Faith continued to work my cock. She slipped on the robe and opened the door, in stepped a 5′6″ tall large breasted redhead in blue jeans a black T-shirt and tool belt around her waist. She seemed a little surprised that Faith Hill had a naked man chained up in her dressing room and it wasn’t her husband.
“I walked into some fucked up situations in my day, but you just got the prize folks,” the locksmith laughed as she walked in.
“How much to keep this quiet?” Faith asked.
“Let me suck his cock while you eat me out and I’ll never say a word to anybody,” she responded then she stripped of her pants and panties leaving her T-shirt on.
Then she dropped to her knees a