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You arrive home from work on the evening of our anniversary, you lock the door behind you. You come into the living room to find me waiting for you dressed just the way you like...
I have my black stiletto boots on with black fishnet stockings and suspenders. The black dress I'm wearing shimmers in the dim light and is so short you can see the tops of my thighs peeping out invitingly. My tits are trussed up under my chin and my hair hangs loose down my back. I look at you through from behind heavy dark make-up, waiting for your approval.
You move me up against the wall and raise my hands above my head. The restraints are in place on wall ready for you to put my wrists in. Once restrained you lift up my dress to reveal my ass, then step back to get a good look at me. Running your fingers softly over my ass cheeks makes me quite weak at the knees. You hear me gasp so you make me spread my legs, telling me to stick my ass out and arch my back, making the tension on my wrists increase and I can't move at all.
From no where your hand comes crashing down on my ass making me cry out. You smack me again before holding your hand there so it doesn't sting too much and so you can feel the heat you've produced from my skin. Removing your hand you see the redness build and can't resist smacking me again and again and again!
Now it really hurts and I'm surprised when you get on your knees and start to kiss and lick and bite on my sore ass cheek. Reaching under me you feel the wetness you've caused. Encouraged by this you delve your hand in deeper shoving all four fingers mercilessly into my soaking pussy.
I throw my head back in complete ecstasy, loving the attention I'm getting. You then remove your hand and place both of them on my ass cheeks, spreading them wide so you have full view of my ass hole. You shove your face at my ass, your tongue licking and lapping at my hole. You stab at it now, tongue fucking my ass!
You take the beaded butt plug that you brought home with you as a gift for me and work it into my ass bead by bead. Each one causing me pain and pleasure, but once in you don't move them, you simply tell me that you'll be back for it later. Right now you want to fuck my pussy.
Still in my restraints you push my feet as far apart as possible without me breaking my already straining wrists. Standing behind me, you grab my hips, move your groin forward and thrust your cock into my pussy, straight in and deep.
I arch my back more so my back is almost touching your chest. You reach round and grab my tits, all the while your fucking my pussy with slow, fierce movements. Twisting my nipples and grabbing handfuls of my tits you start to move faster. In and out, in and out. I drop my head and shoulders making your hands leave my tits and you place them on my hips.
My ass is still red from the spanking you gave me earlier, yet this doesn't stop you from smacking my ass cheeks with both hands, grabbing at them violently. All this abuse leaves you wanting to give me more than just a spanking. Removing your cock from my pussy you again stand back to admire your work and can see my once perfect make-up is starting to smudge under my eyes and a fine film of sweat glistens on my skin.
My tits have jumped out of the top of my tight bra and now touch my chin. Whilst I pant open mouthed, the butt plug juts out from my red ass and I am all the more aware of it now your cock is no longer in my pussy. You step in towards me, pointing your dick at my ass, I'm confused by this as you haven't removed the butt plug, but all becomes more clear to me when I hear you let out a groan as you watch your own piss run down my ass cheeks.
As I feel your warm piss run down the back of my legs I feel totally humiliated. I'm grateful when you undo the wrist restraints, unfortunately I don't realise that I have gone completely jelly-legged and drop to my knees before you. Taking this as an invitation you shove your piss stinking cock into my mouth, making me swallow down as I gag.
Your cock slightly placid from the pee-break, is in my mouth waiting to be sucked back to it's full glory. I look up at you from under my eyelashes as I close my lips around you and suck your cock. I make sure I use my tongue to move it around my warm, wet mouth, flicking it over the tip of your cock. I put my hand around the shaft, gripping you tightly, but not too tight, moving up and down all the while.
You pull your cock out my mouth and grab a handful of my hair, forcing my head back. I open my mouth to welcome your saliva as you dribble onto my waiting tongue. You brush my hands away from you and then direct my mouth over your cock telling me to "open wide". You put your cock into my mouth, and slide it all the way down my throat.
I cant breathe through my nose properly from the wetness around my nostrils and your stomach in my face. I gag and splutter yet you continue to hold the back of my head, gripping my hair tighter, just holding your cock in my throat for a while. You pull your cock out, allowing me a precious lung full of air before slapping my face and shoving my mouth onto your cock once again.
But this time my mouth is shut and I'm far less welcoming. You could care less! You pinch my nose, and force your cock through my lips and teeth. I give in, but suck hard hoping to gain more air. You shove your cock in further and get a rhythm going. Fucking my throat like it was a pussy!
After really working my mouth and throat over, you go to the sofa. Instead of sitting down though, you get on your knees, lean your head and arms on the back of the sofa and present your ass to me. I crawl behind you and head straight for your hole. My tongue wet and numb from the cock sucking I have no idea it feels so hard to you.
You love it! I hear you groan as I stab and spit at your hole. Really lapping at your ass, my whole face is in there whilst my hand reaches under you and strokes your cock. I turn over and move my attention to your balls, taking them into my mouth I gently suckle on them. Your ass still wet, I reach up and place a finger at the entrance, gently pressing over and over again. Each time getting a bit further in.
You pull your balls from my mouth and replace them with your cock. From this angle I have no choice but to accept it and it goes all the way down my throat. You fuck my throat for longer this time as it's easier for me to breathe, I don't put up any resistance and neither do you as I continue to finger fuck your ass.
My instinct tells me your about to cum but then you remember the butt plug is still in my ass. Pulling out of my throat quickly, you jump up and order me to sit on the sofa with my ass on the edge of the seat. I do so and lie back with my legs spread so you can see the butt plug sticking out from my ass. Pleased that I kept a firm grip of it throughout the session so far, you kneel in front of me with your cock poised and ready.
You first put your cock in my pussy, looking down on it, watching it go in and out, getting wet and juicy. You put your hand around the butt plug and begin to slowly remove it, bead by bead, still thrusting in and out of my pussy. I let out a moan as each thrust into my pussy is equaled with a bead being pulled out of my ass - it feels amazing!
Once the butt plug is fully out, you remove your cock from my pussy and watch with delight as it disappears up my ass hole. My feet are on your shoulders and my hands are on my pussy, my fingers seeking my clit. You look down at me whilst you fuck my ass, loving every minute of the tightness and nastiness of this. I smile when you turn your head and lick the leather of my boots.
Once you're sure my ass is willing to accept the girth of your cock, you tell me to stand up. You sit down on the sofa where I was a moment ago and beckon me to you. I come straight for you and straddle you, thrusting my tits in your face as I grip the back of the sofa, I come down hard on your cock with my pussy. I'm going to fuck you like this for a while! And I do fuck you furiously for some time with my pussy, but I know you want my ass - no problem...
As I raise up your cock falls from my pussy and I use my hand to guide it into my waiting ass. Still in the same position I lower and raise my ass on your cock. Gripping my hips, you pull me down as you thrust up, making the impact so much more powerful. This being far deeper than I've taken a cock in my ass before, I can't help but scream out.
You practically throw me off you and jump up, dragging me to the wall once again. You put both my hands behind my back telling me to spread my ass cheeks, which I do immediately. You press your body up against mine. My face is up against the wall as you drive your cock into my ass. My tits hurt as they get repeatedly crushed on the wall as you fuck my ass harder and faster.
One of your arms is tightly wrapped around my waist as you hold me close and your muscles tighten. Your fingers dig into the flesh of my mouth where I'm sucking the fingers of your free hand and I know you are about to cum.
With a final burst of fast thrusts, you seemingly freeze as your cock pumps cum into my bowels. I feel it shoot in me as my own orgasm takes hold and I can't help but clench and force myself back onto you.
We gasp and moan and shudder together enjoying the final release of climax. We stay like this until we move apart and take a look at one another. What a mess! Maybe a shower is in order before dinner? |
I'm sitting in my office, tired after a very long day. Luckily, it has been a productive one...I did not have useless meeting all day today, and my desk is almost clear. Wow, could it stay this way for a while, I wonder?
I am tired, but pleasantly so. My thoughts wander away from work as I stare out the window overlooking the downtown pedestrian mall. It is late; everyone has left the building; and I see the long shadows from the setting sun streaking across to the east. It is my favorite time to be alone in my office.
But tonight, I hear an unexpected noise from the hall. Probably the cleaning woman, making her way through the building. I think little of the noise and return to my fantasies.
Suddenly, a shadow appears in my doorway. I look over and there you stand, smiling in on me as if you have caught me doing something naughty. My, how nice you look, so comfortable in your khakis and polo shirt - perfect for the beautiful spring weather.
Without so much as a word between us, we come together. Your arms encircle my waist as I lift my face towards your lips. Oh, how warm and wet your mouth feels...how sweet the taste of your lips and tongue. A fire rushes through my body.
As your hands slowly rub up and down my back, my hands find their way to your ass and I give you a quick and friendly squeeze of welcome. Your hands move to pull my sweater over my head, eager to feel my breasts. Oh, how I've waited for this! You pull my bra over my head and caress my breasts firmly, squeezing my nipples between your thumb and forefinger. I squeal in delight, and the urgency of your touch travels from my nipples to my cunt, instantly soaking my panties.
I lift the shirt over your head, and then reach for your belt. It doesn't take long to remove your pants and lower your briefs so that I can have access to your dick. My right hand reaches under your balls, caressing them with just enough pressure to make you squirm. My left hand slides up your shaft from bottom to top, and circles the tip of your dick.
I can't wait to get you into my mouth. I pull you over to the chair at my desk, and sit you down, legs apart, as I kneel in front of you. I lower my mouth to your cock, and flick my tongue over the tip. No, you can't put it all the way in yet...I want you to beg me to suck you! I will tease your shaft and the tip of your dick...I will nibble your balls until you beg me to take you all the way into my mouth...and when I do, you will understand the sheer pleasure that my mouth can give you!
I take you all the way in. You can feel your dick hitting the back of my throat and you wonder why I don't gag. I love the sensation of your cock in my mouth - the feel, the taste - and I love to hear your moans of pleasure as your passion builds.
But you have a few plans of your own, and you tell me to stop sucking you for a while. You have noticed a few items in my office and gotten a few ideas of your own.
You grab the scarf from my desk - discarded there hours ago when I arrived at work. You pull me up off my knees and tell me to do as you say, or the consequences will be severe. The tone in your voice warns me not to question you.
You lean me over the desk, and pull my skirt off. Next, my panties. You use the scarf to tie my hands to the legs on the desk, so that I cannot get up or even move from side to side. I am completely in your control, just as you have planned.
There is a bud vase on the desk with one perfect rose in it, a gift you sent me earlier in the day. You remove the rose and rub its petals along my back, gently teasing and tickling me with its softness. The rose makes its way along my back, further and further down, until it finds my ass. Oh, what a soft feeling...those petals rubbing along my sweet butt.
Ouch! That was a thorn! I jump! You laugh! "That will teach you to get too comfortable, my dear," you say. "Never forget that pain and pleasure are not so far apart!"
You are finished with the rose for now, but not with me. Next, you grab the bud vase, perfectly suited for your needs. You trickle the cool water out of the vase onto my back, and it drips slowly down the slope of my back and into the crack of my ass. How cool and nice that feels!
The vase is empty, and you lean over me, whispering in my ear to spread my legs for you. I do so immediately, waiting breathlessly for what will come next.
I feel the vase, so cool, so hard, rubbing against my ass, down to my slit and up to my clit. Oh, how wonderful...you rub gently, and then with more intensity. The vase fits so perfectly against my cunt, and I am so wet with excitement. Please! Rub me harder!
You answer my silent yearnings by placing the vase at the opening of my cunt. You lean over and tell me that you're going to fuck me with this perfect vase, just to get me ready for your dick. And then you move the vase inside me...one inch, two inches, three, four...until the entire 8 inch glass fits into my pussy!
You pull it out slowly, and then shove it HARD back inside me! Oh god! What a wonderful feeling. You reach around and rub my clit with your fingers and the feeling is more than I can handle.
OOOOOHHHHHHH! I scream as my body contracts in an orgasmic rush of hot cum, coating the glass vase with my juices.
It takes me a few minutes to regain my sense of self, and when I do, I discover that you have taken that vase, wet with my cum, and put it inside my ass. Oh...I can't believe how quickly my passion rises again. Oh! Fuck my ass with that sweet vase...fuck me hard and fast! Slide it up as far as possible!
My orgasm takes me to a new height of ecstasy...
As you remove the vase from my asshole, you lean over and I can feel your dick next to my cunt. You have watched my face flush with orgasmic pleasure and you are ready to fuck me. I am ready to be fucked by your big, hard dick. You fuck me long and hard, taking enough time to enjoy the wonderful, very wet feeling of my cunt, full of pussy juice from my two previous orgasms, and filling again as you take me - yet a third time - to a new and wonderful place where only you can lead me.
Your orgasm erupts inside me, and I am filled with your sweet cum... |
18th birthday to remember
So today is my 18th birthday. I'm crazy exciting to finally be an adult. As I sit up in bed and ponder of what it's gonna be like being an actual adult, my cell phone rings. "Hey big boy, Happy Birthday. Hope you're not busy this weekend, because it's gonna be one your never gonna forget." The weekends with my aunt are always thrilling, but I wonder what she had planned. A few years ago, she got drunk while I was over and we ended up having sex in her pool.
So I get up, and sit down at my computer, butt naked, and start to stroke my cock to some sexy pictures that my aunt has emailed me. I do this every so often. But this morning has got me so excited to see what she has planned for the weekend. I shoot my load into a towel, clean up, shower and then head to school.
At school my mind can't get off my aunt. I swear my cock was semi hard all damn day. One classmate even noticed it and decided to text me during class. 'Happy birthday. I can see ur as excited as me for the day. Weight room during lunch.' Ashley was pretty cute, with a nice little butt, but god had blessed her with some 32D cup breasts. When lunch came, I walked into the weight room and turn the corner. I see her on the mats, on her knees, blouse unbuttoned, no bra. It was a perfect sight, so I acted like it was nothing and pretended like I was texting someone. But what she didn't realize is that I was pulling out my camera app to take a picture of her in that pose. She became a little upset until she saw the flash go off on my phone.
She then crawled over to me, pulled out my cock. And with a seductive sound, as my cock was resting on her cheek, she told me happy birthday. She proceeded to suck my cock. Being sloppy with it, attempting to deep throat it. Cradling my balls, massaging em. She does this for about 5-10 minutes. Then release my cock, turns around n lowers her pants to show me her little bubblebutt she has. It's so round and so smooth that I whip out my phone and take another picture. I get down n rub my cock on the lips of her pussy, she's soaking wet by this point. I just want to slide on in, but before I lunge forward, I ask her "Are you on birth control? She replies with a yes, and before she has time to finish telling me yes. I push all 10" of my cock into her, awaiting wet as fuck pussy. She almost screams. I have to gag her with my hand till she calms down. "I've never been with someone this big, it feels amazing. Don't ever stop." She tells me, more like in a moaning sound. As I'm fucking her I remember that Terri loves it when I play with her ass, so I start rubbing Ashley's cute little butthole. She seems into it so I push my thumb into her ass. She screams in pleasure. I stop and look around to see if anyone heard her. No one did so we're in the clear.
I lean forward n whisper in her ear, "You mind if I fuck your pretty ass for a bit." She replies, "Yes, but go slow." So I pull my cock out, line it up with her cute ass and start pushing forward. I grab her hips as the tip slips in. She reaches back panting to spread her ass as wide as it'll go. I burry all 10" into her ass. You can see her just squeezing her ass cheeks so hard. So I start fucking her ass slow at first. But once I feel her ass get used to it, I pick up the speed and start ramming her ass. She's in love with it, arching her back, and turning her head around to make out with me.
Just as I'm about to cum, I ask her where she wants it. She says to cum in her ass, nice and deep. So I burry my cock all the way in and unload my entire load into her now destroyed ass. I then get up and walk to the guys locker room to shower. After showering I head into the cafeteria to grab some food, because at this point I'm starving, that fuck session sure did work up an appetite for me.
After school I head out to the parking lot to see Ashley and Jessica standing next to my Jeep Wrangler Unlimited. As I get up to my Jeep, Jess asks me if they can get a ride home. I tell them sure why not.
As we're out in the rode, Jess wishes me a happy birthday, and asks me how it's been so far. I tell her, "Not too bad, could always be better though." She's then like, "Does this make it any better." As she unbuttons her top revealing her cute little 30B cup, pierced nipples, tits.
I immediately say, "Fuck yes it does. But I'm currently driving." She replies with a no problem, and crawls over to me. Pulls my cock out n starts to give me road head. I don't know where but this girl knows how to suck some cock like a damn pornstar.
We pull up to Ashley's house as Jess is still sucking my cock. She releases my cock, sits up, buttons up her top. And asks me how that was. I tell her amazing, better than what Ashley gave me earlier. Ashley hits me in the back of the head for that comment. Jess tells me she's sorry that she could help me finish right now. Told her it was alright. She then asks me what are my plans for the weekend. I told her probably go swimming at my aunts place. Ashley then asks if they can come. I told her I'd have to ask but I wouldn't mind. She grind and said, "Skinny Dipping." I just smiled.
They both got out, but not before each of em kissed me goodbye on my lips and my cock. As they went into the house I drove off. Still hard as a rock. I decide to stroke it a bit while I drive.
As I'm driving with my raging hardon, I come up to a sex store. I heard about this sex store, it has a gloryhole in it. So I thought he'll why not give it a whirl. I park and walk into the store. This cute couple standing at the cash register asks me for I'd. I give it to em, the guy smiles shows his girl, and she wishes me a happy birthday. They ask me how my day has been, I tell em pretty good, had sex at school then got road head before I got here.
I ask them, "So I hear that this place has a gloryhole." He replies with, "Yes we do, we have 8 single booths and 2 couples booth." I ask them what a couples booth was. They told me it's a room where more than one person can go into to play with each other or play with whoever is on the other side of the hole. I tell em sweet, that sounds like a lot of fun. "Do you two ever go play in there?" She tells me, "Ohh yes, almost every day. Why do you ask, do you wanna go in there with me birthday boy." "Sure, why not sweetie." I reply.
So Jasmine and I head back into the couples booth. As I walk in, I see a couch in the middle of the room, with several holes on the walls. I tell her wow there's a lot of holes in here. She tells me that yeah there are 4 booths that share the walls to this booth.
She then starts to kiss me, breaks the kiss for a second to ask me what I wanna do. I tell her I just wanna have fun. An average size cock appears through one of the holes. She breaks our kiss to drop down to her knees to start sucking it. She's really getting into it. She reaches for me n grabs my cock, she pauses for a second. Releases the cock on the wall, turns to me n pulls my pants down. "Ohh My Fucking God! You're huge." She says. I just smile n walk closer. She starts stroking the cock on the wall. Then puts mine in her mouth n starts going to town. Then there's a knock on the wall.
She then releases my cock and goes to the cock on the wall n starts sucking it. Then stops and pauses. She withdraws from the cock as the cock disappears back through the hole. She turns to me and opens her mouth to see it full of that mans cum in her mouth. She then swallows the load in one gulp. Then she stands up, leans forward and kisses me, shoving her tongue into my mouth. She still has cum in her mouth n pushes it into my mouth. I accept it, it doesn't taste half bad actually. She then steps back, "Ohh you like that cum now do ya." I tell her it isn't bad.
Not too later after she cleaned her mouth up another cock appeared through another hole, so she dropped down and starts to suck it. She then stood up and bent over without releasing cock #2. She pulled up her skirt, revealing she wasn't wearing any panties. So I get behind her and sink my cock into her soaking wet pussy. She's not as tight as Ashley but still amazing though. After fucking her awhile and her cumming, the wall knocks so she pops off my cock, turns around n pops cock #2 into her pussy. She tell me moaning that mhmm he's cumming in me n it feels amazing. The guy withdraws his cock from her pussy. After that she walks over n lays back onto the couch. And asks me if I want a taste. So I get down on the floor n dive into her pussy. She tastes amazing. Best pussy I've ever tasted before, even better than Terri's. Then I taste the guys cum, it wasn't as good as the last guys.
She then looks over and says, "Look at what we have here." Two big black cocks are sticking through two of the holes on the same wall. She grabs a ruler and measures the first one at 10", then measures the second one at 12". She then turns to me and says, " Care to join me." Sure why not is my response. So I get down on my knees and lift the semi hard 12" bbc. I lick the tip of it at first. Then take the head into my mouth and suck on just the head for a little bit. Then I start working more into my mouth. I feel it hit the back of my throat, and wonder if I have a gag reflex and if I'm able to deep throat it. So I start pushing it down my throat and before I know it, jasmine is looking over at me and telling me omg I can't believe you have that entire thing in your mouth right now. I release it and come up for air. I couldn't believe it, I just sucked and deep throated my first cock ever.
Thinking to myself, 'ohh why not, you only live once. So I turn around, pull down my pants. And as I'm backing up to this massive cock that I'm about to put in my ass. Jasmine tells me no not yet, your gonna need lube for something that big. So she opens a compartment in the couch that contains lube and condoms. She takes the lube and lubes up the bbc. She then helps guide it into me. I've played with my ass before with fingers, plugs, and dildos before but never an actual cock. I feel the head of his cock pierce my ass, it hurts at first, but then my butt relaxes and I start to push back n slide it all into my ass. It feels amazing stretching my ass. I still can't believe I have an actual cock in my ass right now. And not just any cock a 12" big black cock at that. He starts moving back and forth and it feels amazing. Jasmine continues to jack off the other bbc. As she's doing that she's sucking my cock n playing with my balls. I'm in mere heaven right now. This feels amazing, but then he knocks on the wall. So I pop off his cock and drop to my knees and start stroking. Jasmine helps me. He then starts cumming and it gets all over my face and in my mouth. He tasted amazing, tasted like pineapple. Mhmm. She then licked what was on my face and fed it to me. It was so hott.
She then told me to sit on the edge of the couch. After doing so she squatted down on my cock, sinking my cock into her ass. After sinking, she leaned over and started to suck the other bbc again. She would bounce up and down on my cock as she sucked the bbc. She then leaned back and hopped up off my cock. Turns her head back towards me and says sorry but I need to be filled up. And pushes a button at the top of the wall. The wall the pops open and the guy with the bbc is standing there. She asks him if he cares to join us so she can get double penetrated. So she then hops back on my cock into her ass. As the guy walks up and sinks his cock into her pussy and starts going to town. I can feel his cock with every thrust. It feels amazing. He then says he's about to cum. She tells him to cum in her.
He shoots his load into her. The excitement and thrill sent me over the edge and I cum in her ass as well. The dude gets up and walks back into his boot and closes the wall. She would then lift the couch arm and push a blue button. And not 20 seconds later her man came walking in the front door of the booth. Gets down on his knees, pulls my cock from her ass and starts to suck it clean. Once clean he proceeds to suck all the cum out of her ass and pussy.
She then gets up and walks me to the register after getting dressed and asked me if I had fun. I told her yes. She handed me a key card. And said come back whenever u want. And that key card is for our club downtown. Come by this weekend, we'll treat you right sweetie. |
***Author's Note***
This story is a companion piece to my earlier story "1969: Ghost Before the Dawn" and a companion piece to any stories in the "1969" series, and related series.
You don't have to read those to understand this story. They are all meant to make sense individually, as well as together.
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It was a morning in early December of 1968 as a couple walked with a few dogs through a rather festive Manhattan. The city was swarmed in Christmas decorations. Store windows showed proud displays of Christmas trees, Christmas lights, wreaths, plastic reindeer, stockings, elves, or the more religious navities and sayings about Jesus.
Even the streets had people dressed as Santa here and there--sometimes for charities, and at least occasionally just creeps who put a holiday spin on exposing themselves to unsuspecting strangers.
The overwhelming holly-jolly throughout the city each year really emphasized to Dorothy the reasons a once mostly-minor Hanukkah became bigger and more present-filled. Of course Jewish children would want to get toys and candies like their Gentile friends and neighbors did. Dorothy certainly did when she was a kid.
Now twenty-two-year-old Dorothy's peach skin was a bit paler and strawberry'd by the icy air, contrasting even more than usual with her bun of tight and fluffy ink curls. She was bundled in layers of black, including a long coat and thick, winter boots, and held onto the leash of a puppy with one of her gloved hands.
It was a welcome distraction from her parents being so-very-subtle about how her ex-boyfriend was still single and being such a handsome, kind careerman, he wouldn't be for long. Oh, he'll make his future in-laws proud... and the unsaid implication that her current boyfriend didn't have those qualities.
Her boyfriend Hiram's own honey skin was a hint lighter too, though still complementing his own black curls and well-trimmed winter beard. He too, was layered and gloved--perhaps a bit uncomfortably, as he really should've taken his rings off first like Dorothy suggested, but he'd declined as usual and didn't have a great way of turning back with a dog leash in each hand for the other two canines--and strolled alongside her.
They were almost back to his apartment, and a good thing too, because fun though it had been, they were ready to get out of the cold.
Besides, they had plans.
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The dogs had been given lots of water and the puppy was put comfortably in his playpen, where he fell asleep almost immediately.
The couple washed up a bit, and Dorothy opted to take down, then readjust her bun and its myriad of pins. A few unruly spirals were allowed to frame her face, now that icy winds wouldn't be using them to destroy her eyes.
She made her way to Hiram's room before he did, removing all her clothes and flopping onto the bed. Dorothy's small breasts were pressed against the deep bronze, elephant-patterned rayon, her shapely ass on display.
Hiram had already done a great deal of preparation, so it didn't take long for him to arrive.
He greeted her with a spank on both cheeks simultaneously, and she chuckled. Dorothy got up to move the rayon, and place a thick, black fabric to comfortably deal with a massive amount of lube.
Hiram was only just finished straightening a corner when Dorothy grabbed his collar and yanked him toward her. She pressed her lips to his, then against his neck as she grasped his black curls with one hand, the other trailing down the fabric of his shirt.
The two worked to undress him, and with a few kisses, they plopped back onto the bed. He rested on his abdomen and she got to work.
Dorothy kissed down his back and over his toned ass, biting a little here and there. Hiram gave a soft sigh as she gently parted the cheeks, sliding her tongue between them to the base of his anus.
He tensed just a moment before again relaxing.
Her tongue was soft and slow as it glided over his tight hole. He twitched against her mouth and gave the slightest sigh.
She went a little faster, allowing her spit to pool down to those big, swollen balls.
Hiram took a shaky breath.
She drummed the cheeks before getting the strap-on from the nightstand, and a whole lot of lube. She poured it on thick.
Dorothy lubed the strap-on further, running her grip over it repeatedly. She gave a puff of air through her nose at how it seemed like a gentle jerk-off of her own, solid glass cock. It'd been a while since they'd done this.
She poured out more lube onto Hiram's ass, massaging it over him and gliding over his anus in slick circles. Slowly, she slipped a finger inside.
Hiram seemed to laugh into the pillow. Dorothy smiled.
The twenty-two-year-old crawled into place. She leaned against him, her face resting on his back for a moment. With a kiss just beneath the shoulder, Dorothy pressed her strap-on to his body.
Relaxed and steady, she entered him.
He twitched ever so slightly, breathing heavier into the pillow.
Then she slid almost all the way out of him, resting the very tip of her glass cock inside.
She pressed further into him. His muffled moans grew just a hint rougher. She slid deeper.
Deeper. Deeper still.
Deeper until the very moment his body swallowed the strap-on, her hips directly upon him.
The woman stayed for just a moment, taking in the powerful sensation for herself, then pulled back, Hiram's tight hole slowly stretching on her glass cock.
He'd turned his face to the side. His eyes were closed and he gave soft breaths through the nose, the slightest smile on an otherwise relaxed face.
She entered again. Pulled back, then again. Again. Again.
It was almost methodical. His moans, twitches and slight tensing beckoned her to continue.
Her pace increased. She kept careful, fluid movements. Her arms surrounded him and she held herself up, sweet kisses at his back. Even with her cock a mere object, Dorothy recognized Hiram's ache for her.
She kissed his face, the best she could, though she couldn't reach well from her position and the two giggled about it.
Dorothy sighed and went just a little faster.
He gave a rough groan.
She pulled out and shifted him to face her.
Dorothy kissed his face again and onto his mouth, the soft beard brushing gently against her.
The woman guided the strap-on back in. Slowly. Delicately.
He held tight to her big ass and pulled her deeper.
Their kisses became ravenous. She gripped a fistful of his hair and dragged his head to her breasts. He took them in his hands and mouth instantly, wetting her nipples as she thrusted harder inside.
His breathing grew heavier, hot against her form. His moans harsh through gritted teeth.
She wet his throbbing cock with her spit and jerked it fast.
Hiram's lips pressed tightly together. Even through his nose, his breathing was rough and chaotic.
The two locked eyes. Dorothy's were entirely wild. She smacked his face and glided her fingers across the skin. He kissed and sucked the tips as his body devoured her cock, and she rubbed his.
Their lips met again. Groans and moans punching at the air.
Hiram gripped her ass and buried his face in her breasts, muffled sounds against her as he unleashed his load, his cum coating her abdomen and the top of her intimate curls.
His ass repeatedly clenched and unclenched the strap-on, which soon slid out with ease.
Dorothy removed it from herself and tossed it aside.
He panted and she gave a soft chuckle before kissing his nose and mouth. She held him.
"I fucking..." Hiram whispered, "I fucking love you, Dor."
"I love you too."
The two kissed and cuddled for a short while.
Dorothy got cleaned up and went to check on the dogs, who were still resting after their long morning out, and was eventually joined by Hiram once more.
He proposed that very Hanukkah. |
From her perspective:
After pushing him over onto his back, I let the weight of my body rest against his pelvis, feeling his cock harden while the width of my hips forces his knees apart, all the while kissing him, probing deeply with my tongue, one hand on his shoulder and the other cradling his head. He wasn't going anywhere and I felt no resistance to my gyrating hips dry humping him.
Slowly our lips part and I lean in to his ear whispering, "I'm going to peg you", "Yeah..." he answered raggedly, it was time and we both knew it. With his acceptance, I say, "I want you to be open for me when I fill you with my cock." I love to be verbally dominate, especially when I want to peg a man. And it's incredibly exciting when it's his first time.
This was the moment and I wasted no time, my hands were sure and strong as I undid his jeans, his dick rising up to meet my hand. I pulled his briefs and jeans off. Once he was fully naked, I stood back smiling at his full hardness and the evidence of his desire leaking from the tip of his cock. With him watching, I stripped down to my bra and a special pair of pegging briefs I had on just for this occasion. I loved the idea of embodying both genders at the same time. His eyes glimmered with surprise as I brought out my 7 inch silicone cock and popped it into place. It had a flared head and stood out heavy and proud as I secured it. Such a transformative moment as our male and female roles instantly switched.
I noticed his eyes roaming back and forth from me to my strapon cock as the gravity of the moment was sinking in. I leaned forward and kissed him deeply, then reached up and put one, then two fingers in his mouth. He wasted no time, sucking and swirling his tongue around, moving his head up and down. The feeling of him sucking on my fingers made me to want to take it a bit further.
I straddled his chest, placed a pillow under his head and positioned the tip of my cock on his chin. The surprised look on his face was so innocent. Next, I guided him into a reversed role as easily as breathing. When I firmly stated, "open up", his jaw dropped and I slid the head my cock into his mouth. With words of encouragement, he takes my cock, yes my cock - into his mouth and sucks. I love the moment a man gives up resistance and melts into submission. It's an incredible power rush watching him suck my cock earnestly and treating it like it's real, makes it real. Some part of me extends outward, fills the space the cock occupies and animates it all at once. I'm not just shoving a cock I have strapped to my body past his lips, he's giving me a blow job. I watch his eyes tear as he looks up at me with pleading eyes that say he is ready for more.
I pulled my cock from his mouth and took his cock into my mouth. In one movement I swallowed every inch of him, my nose buried into the soft base. I slowly sucked him as he grew quiet, his quick breaths the only sign of his intense pleasure.
I continued working his dick with my tongue and lips. Pausing to pump lube onto my fingers, I concentrated fully on massaging his ass, slowly rubbing a wet finger back and forth across the opening. Finding little resistance I gently slid one finger in and let it fully sink into him. He gasped then moaned not just about how good it felt but in anticipation of what was going to be happening soon.
Then two fingers inside, circling and stroking his prostate. He loved the way it felt as I pushed right up to the base of my knuckles, stretching him open. I relished the soft breathy moans he made every time my fingers plunged in. "Oh babe, I have 2 fingers deep inside you", I said. He could barely answer. "It means you are ready for my cock". By now he was powerless to resist me, nor did he want to.
I grabbed the bottle of lube and funneled more into his ass with my fingers, then covered my cock as well. I continued to lube him up and work him over. Stopping for a moment to take it all in... looking down at my naked virgin who was about to be fucked in the ass for the first time. And I was the one about to do the fucking. It was very intoxicating. I deftly replaced my fingers with head of my cock. Then with a gentle yet determined push, slid the head inside. There was no turning back from this magical moment and how special it was to give this man his first pegging. Gently easing my way into him, pulling out to the base of the head and then in a little deeper, working my way in, giving him time to adjust to being filled. Each push to a new depth elicited a moan, inspiring me to hurry up and start fucking him.
With half of my cock inside him, I grabbed both of his hips and used my full weight to finish penetrating him in one slow push. The look on his face was priceless, as my cock completely filled him. I leaned down and we passionately kissed. I told him my cock was all the way in and how sexy he was.
For me, it's exciting to have that power, to be in control over a man in this sexually physical way. What I like the most about 'topping' men is seeing them being so vulnerable. I love the sounds they make and the excitement they experience. It is very arousing to me when my man enjoys submitting to anal sex.
As I slowly pumped, he began to relax and embrace the moment. I loved hearing the sounds he made while meeting my thrusts as I filled him over and over. Sometimes I would grind when I was balls deep. Other times I would pull back and thrust forcefully, letting him know he was being fucked. Watching my cock sliding in and out was amazing, I couldn't get enough of it. By now he was focused on the new sensations, excited with every change in rhythm and movement. This was his first time and he was responding sweetly.
Leaning into him, I whispered that I wanted to do him doggy. He rolled over, I pushed his shoulders down which raised his ass to me. What a sight, my masculine man, naked and presenting himself to me, so open, trusting, submissive and wanting more of my cock. This time it slid in easily and I started fucking him in earnest with full strokes. Pulling on his hips to control him while repeatedly filling him was magical. I was fucking him as I liked and he took every inch of my cock. Sometimes changing the angles to see what made him moan the loudest. Then he became very quiet, his head resting sideways on the bed. I could tell he wanted to cum, so I leaned over his back and wrapped my arms around him. Holding him tightly while I stroked his cock and kept up the deep thrusts into his ass. Soon he cried out as his body convulsed, cock spasming as he had a long and explosive climax.
I held him for a minute then slowly withdrew my cock. I laid down beside him as he recovered, stroking his hair and kissing him as his breathing steadied. I told him how amazing he was for his first time and he kissed me passionately. We laid together for a while as I caressed him and playfully grabbed his ass. I asked him to roll over so I could spoon him from behind. I wanted to hold my recently deflowered man and we snuggled.
Later, I lifted his top leg and rested it on mine so now my legs were between his with my cock under his balls. After some kissing and caressing I pulled my hips back and positioned the head of my cock at his ass and before he knew it, I popped inside him. He instinctively pushed back. "You want my cock, don't you"... I said. He was totally mine. After possessing his body, now I've filled his head and took this opportunity to take him again. I started fucking him sideways, lifting his leg higher so I could fill him deeper and he started pushing back with more abandon. Oh yeah I thought to myself, he needs thorough fucking... |
In Mary's mind, another summer was vanishing without real incident and the halls of a college a few miles away offered little enchantment for Mary's musing. It was February and nearing the end of summer when the wind and air change as frequently as a woman's fancy but this would be Mary's enchanted season dominated by a reality suddenly appearing right next door.
Reading always had a special place in Mary's heart but sultry romances cast spells on her. Although Mary was aware sex was everywhere around her she used romantic stories to stimulate her imagination and her imagination to arouse self-gratification. Mary regularly fantasized while reading romantic tales of beautiful women succumbing to dominant men and often had daydreams she was being swept away by a handsome muscular man with gentle hands, sweet kisses, a soft but convincing voice and the brute force hidden within him forcing her to step over the edge.
Mary's older girlfriend enlightened her about college life, filling her mind with ideas about wild parties and sex with anybody she desired but Mary never considered involvement with carnality, it just wasn't part of her plan for her life. She listened to Mica's comments, but never believed her plans to give her virginity to Hunter after marriage her youthful naiveté, nor did she believe a handsome brute with the power to give her butterflies would reveal that decadent world she had often imagined in her fantasies.
That morning the Saturday sun began to peek into the room seeking a pretty face to tickle. As soon as the soft light found Mary's face, she opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was her vast collection of dolls neatly arranged on the fantastical wooden castle her father had completed the year before he and her twin brother died in a terrible automobile accident.
Mary remembered how hard her father worked on the doll castle and how much she missed her dad's hugs, sound advice, his serious nature, his silly ways of teasing her, and his insistence on perfection. Mary giggled a little when she recalled the day he told her if her breasts grew any bigger they'd become greeting cards. Mary remembered she wore a training bra then and she hated the confinement. By the time Mary was thirteen she had fully developed breasts but she never got the chance to tell her father they had developed beyond greeting cards.
Mary missed her twin brother Matt the most and she felt she would never fully recover from the shock of loosing her only sibling. Her eyes would often tear when thinking of him running in the backyard like a puppy let free to discover all there was around. The only memorabilia Mary had of Matt were the full size gold-framed poster of him in his green belt and gee she enshrined with rosary beads, and the trophy gee he had given her after winning the regional black belt match.
After three years, Mary held her happy memories of her dad and brother close and settled into living a quiet life with her working mother and soon to be stepfather in a small but comfortable home in a quiet subdivision just outside the city.
Mary began the day by slipping off the bed and unbuttoning her pajama top then glancing at her breasts in the parlor mirror before relieving her bladder. Mary reached a time in her life not long ago when she understood she had a beautiful body and she enjoyed touching her soft white skin, fondling her breasts, teasing her nipples and stimulating her clitoris with the head of Barbie's boyfriend inserted into her rectum. Mary was no stranger to self- gratification and she fully realized she was selfishly using her beautiful body as her exclusive pleasure zone.
That morning while she stood looking at the reflection of the woman trapped inside worn out kid's pajamas and pulling her nipples, a strange clanging noise interrupted the sensation of a man's powerful hand abusing her clitoris and rectum. She stepped to the window to see why there was a clanging noise and where it was coming from. She gathered her pajama top in a fist to keep her breasts from popping out and knelt on the window seat, pulled the curtain aside, peeked outside but couldn't see the source of the noise. Mary recalled the day the family moved out of the house next door with little fanfare and the house had been vacant ever since.
On her way to class last Monday Mary recalled noticing a pale yellow older car parked in the garage then the next day a moving van, but Mary never saw anyone go in or out of the house those days. She couldn't recall seeing any lights on at nighttime, but on the way home from class on Friday, she noticed the yard had been mowed and neatly trimmed foliage.
Mary concluded there must be somebody living in the house and she decided to make that Saturday a day of discovery to find out who or what had the audacity to interrupt her masturbation. She pulled her pajama top off, tossed it on the bed and as she stepped toward the bathroom she heard the clanging noise start up again.
After relieving herself and brushing her decay free teeth, she slipped off her pajama pants then her panty and began the ritual of brushing her long raven black hair while gazing at her dark gray eyes. Mary always thought she had weird colored eyes, but many people told her she had the most hauntingly beautiful dark gray eyes they had ever seen. Mary never thought herself a haunting person and she knew her girlfriend meant nothing by it, but it sounded good to her and she accepted her nickname Cleo, which was short for Cleopatra.
To make her quest more fun, Mary decided to dress like a jogger and began by gathering the clothing for her adventure. She grabbed silk white jogging shorts and slipped them on, knowing her mom had forbade her to wear them out because they where shear and tightly fit her shapely tight buttocks as if they were painted on. The back hem of the shorts exposed the bottom of her cheeks and the front hugged her vaginal lips perfectly into a tantalizing puffy triangle. She grabbed her nemesis out of the dresser drawer, slipped the strap on, folded her breasts inside the cups then jiggled to make them comfortable.
Then Mary grabbed a pullover she had fashioned from one of her father's worn out Jefferson Airplane sweatshirts. The bodice was torn short and when she raised her arms without a bra, the bottom of her breasts would be exposed, but Mary loved the look. About the only things her mom allowed her to wear were her white jogging sneakers and white leg warmers, but wearing the bra was her mother's law.
When Mary glanced in the parlor mirror to ensure she looked like a sexy jogger on a mission, she noticed the bra lines in the sweatshirt. Not liking the lumpy look, or the bra, she quickly pulled the halter straps over her shoulders and pulled her arms out, reached under the cloth and unsnapped the front latch then pulled the bra out from the bottom of the sweatshirt. She took a final look at herself to ensure she was perfect before she dawned her pink sunglasses then she dashed to the kitchen to grab her favorite water bottle to complete the look.
Mary started slow walking toward the clanging noise while glancing at the chatting seagulls as they flew in complex patterns above her. She often wondered why seagulls were the only birds with little concern for organization, but when she saw a man step around the back of the pale yellow car wiping his hands with an orange colored cloth, she stopped dead in her tracks, gazed at the man for an instant then performed a completely disorganized about face nearly tripping herself. She lowered her head, hid her face with her left palm and while stepping briskly away, she excitedly mouthed the words, "holy shit!"
What she saw made her intensely concentrate on making her meeting with her new neighbor perfect the first time. As Mary hastened her walk back to her house to quickly hide behind the hedge, she realized her quest would be riddled with a lot more complexities then she had first imagined and she felt her heart pounding faster as she grabbed the doorknob.
Mary couldn't believe she had missed out on something happening right next door and she was determined to correct her error. When she returned to the kitchen she set her sunglasses and water bottle on the counter, quickly picked up her cell phone and swiped the pad for her girlfriend's cell phone then waited impatiently for Mica to answer. While pacing the floor glancing in the direction of the new neighbor's house with one arm wrapped under her breasts and the other holding the device to her ear, Mica answered, but strangely, Mary pressed the end call icon.
Mary decided the best thing she could do was rid her life of confusion and she began thinking how she could finagle the man next door into romancing her. She knew nothing about him except he was gorgeous and her mind became a flurry of scenes in romance stories flipping through her mind like flashcards. She placed her phone on the counter, sat at the kitchen bar and thought while taking token sips from the water bottle and glancing periodically over her shoulder in the direction of the house where she saw the man. A few moments later her phone chimed the ring tone she had assigned to Mica's number. She jumped up and went to her room with a plan and the mindset of a determined woman in pursuit letting the device accept Mica's message.
Mary stepped to the window and peeked through the blinds to make sure there was still clanging noises, but she couldn't hear any noise or see the man. She ran to the living room and leaned over the sofa trying not to move the curtains too much, but she couldn't see the man from there either. Then she sat on the sofa thinking he had driven off, but she never heard a car start up or drive by. Suddenly, Mary realized she had to meet the hunk next door, before he got away.
Mary went back to her room and gazed at her reflection in the mirror. What she saw was a teenage slut in a jogging outfit and nothing resembling a woman getting ready to meet a gorgeous man for the first time. She paused and wondered if what she was planning to do was proper, but she whizzed that thought out of her mind. Mary knew something felt right and the strong feeling of attraction to the man reeling inside her needed to be verified one way or another.
After noticing the picture of Hunter on her nightstand she stopped for a moment to wipe him from her mind and the temptation to call him and ask if he wanted to come over. Her mother didn't approve of her being alone in the house with Hunter, but since she met him he'd been over on a few Saturdays using the garden shed as their cover. Although Mary daydreamed about Hunter performing orally she made him understand, fondling her breasts was her limit and even though she please Hunter anything associated with his penis was strictly limited to the palm of her hand because she was determined to be a virgin on her wedding day. Mary realized she needed to clear any evidence of Hunter including turning his picture around backwards feeling her current adventure far more stimulating than giving a teenage boy an occasional hand job.
After clearing her mind of Hunter, Mary stripped naked and rummaged through her closet at the meager collection of garments. She didn't like any of the outfits to begin with and wearing any of them to meet the hunk next door would surely make a terrible first impression. Oddly she was inspired to try something risqué for the first time recalling a chapter in a story she once read about a woman who dressed in a slinky dress to capture the attention of a man she wanted to seduce simply for physical pleasure.
Mary went to her mother's bedroom and scanned the wardrobe for that special little dress. She loved her mom in the dress and Mary thought it would be perfect for her quest. When she saw her mom wear the dress the only time she wore it, Mary felt she had a mom worth keeping. Mary also recalled the man her mom wore the dress for, and her mom insists her soon to be step-dad still gives her butterflies assuring Mary the little dress did the job it was intended to do.
When Mary found the cute dress, she grabbed it off the rack, pulled the clear plastic bag off and held the scant garment to her body. Then she twisted from one side to the other, forcing the hem to swish. The view in her mom's dresser mirror was from the waist up and she had to stand on her tiptoes to see the hem. She wanted to see the full scope of her idea so she ran to her bedroom to scan her new look in its entirety.
Mary was so excited she quickly stepped into her mom's dress, wrestled with the zipper in the back until it was as far up as she could get it then gazed into the parlor mirror. The reflection in the mirror surprised her. She began to realize she had instantly become a woman and faster then her dad had predicted. She had to pause for a moment to take it all in. It was the first time she understood her dad was right, she was a natural beauty with a shapely form and she could easily use her breasts as a greeting card.
Mary's confidence grew faster then she ever dreamed it could and she decided to go all out for her greeting party. As she paced the floor, she tried to recall what shoes her mom wore the night she wore the hot pink mini dress. She recalled white sandal heels and wondered if they were still in her mom's enormous shoe collection. She ran back to her mom's room as visions of the man she saw for an instant flashed through her mind.
Almost as if time was on another side, Mary thought it peculiar it took fourteen tries to find the right box out of the stack of boxes neatly stacked in her mom's wardrobe. She was so exited she sat on the carpet and slipped on the left shoe. It was a bit large, so she slipped on the right shoe just to make sure. Then she stood up to take a few steps to ensure she could walk in four-inch heels. The shoes were cute but a bit large so she had to pinch her toes slightly to keep them from slipping off.
When Mary sashayed back to her room, pausing only to assure herself the front door was locked, she heard a sound outside in the distance sounding like the clang of a fine metal hitting a concrete surface. Mary hastened her pace knowing the hunk was still working on the car. When she stepped in front of her parlor mirror she looked hard at the reflection.
She never wore makeup partly because her mother would never approve of the expense of cosmetics but mostly because her complexion didn't need makeup. Mary decided to go with her natural look and even forgo lipstick. Then she studied her fingernails to ensure there were no broken or out of shape nails. Then she checked her toenails to ensure they were acceptable. When she was confident all the details were tidy she concentrated on her overall appearance.
Mary's raven hair required frequent brushing and she did it religiously, but today, she thought the little out of place wisps looked perfect so she left them to maybe whisk in a breeze if they so desired to be teased. As she stood in front of the mirror, Mary wasn't quite pleased with the look and felt something was missing then she pondered about what that missing something might be.
Mary placed her hands on her hips and cocked her head to one side and when she did, she noticed her form became enhanced and she looked more feminine. The dress was a tad large for her form so she decided a belt was in order and she rummaged through her drawers looking for her favorite belt.
When Mary found the belt, she wrapped the black strap around her waist and pulled it tight. She wasn't happy with that belt so she tried several others until she found a white tie rope she only wore with jeans. She quickly wrapped the rope around her waist, tied the knot, then stood in front of the mirror and fiddled with the cords until they dangled just right.
Mary gazed at herself for a long time then leaned forward to see how low she could bend over before her breasts popped out of the little cowl neck dress. It was a little trick she learned in a romance story she had recently read. Then she pulled the cloth up and bloused the material to raise the hem about three inches below her crotch exposing more of her shapely thighs then noticed the slit exposed her pubic area. Thinking it difficult to conceal her pubic area if she sat, she then readjusted the cloth until she was comfortable with the look. Then Mary stood erect and repeated the same words her future step- dad said when he saw her mom dressed in the sexy little dress, "Simply beautiful."
Mary realized she had transformed herself in less then fifteen minutes, and she was so pleased with her new look her confidence level soared to a new peak. Without a clue as to the power of the weapon she had just created she scanned her body from several angles to make sure when the man next door saw her for the first time there would be no view left unverified. When she remembered the zipper in the back was not fully up, she flipped her hair to ensure the zipper was covered with her long raven hair. Mary took one last look in the mirror, took a deep breath, winked at herself with a grin then whispered, "Here we go."
As Mary stepped down the sidewalk on her journey to prove herself a woman to a man she had merely caught a glimpse of, the clacking noise of her mom's heels penetrated her ears. When she noticed a boy riding a bicycle down the street approaching quickly she hastened her step to get to the man's driveway before the kid got closer but she realized the shoes were more difficult to control when walking fast. As the boy went by her he nearly lost control of his bicycle gazing at a sultry woman sashaying down the sidewalk wearing a hot pink mini dress and high heel sandals. Mary giggled inside confirming her quest was far beyond the comprehension of a dumb boy on a stupid bicycle.
When Mary was closer to the man's driveway, she slowed her pace and glanced into the garage. She noticed the vanity plate on the pale yellow car read; '1STGIRL' which she though silly but Mary didn't think the form bent over the front fender of the car was silly.
Mary stopped for a second to scan the man's shapely buttocks wrapped in tight jeans to assure herself it was the same man. When she was convinced it was the man she slowly approached the garage attempting to soften the clacking heels and hoping the man wouldn't notice her until she was standing in front of him. As she stepped nearer she hugged close to the car on the opposite side so the man's first view of her would be from the waist up. Suddenly Mary's heart began to pound harder in her chest and she could feel the thumping in her ears as her body suddenly began heating.
She expected to become so excited she would become flush but what she didn't expect was surprising the man, and that's exactly what she did. When she finally stopped and faced the man all she could see were a shaved head, two muscular arms and strong hands tinkering inside a myriad of complex parts under the hood of a car. Her approach was so silent the man didn't even notice her standing on the opposite side of the car. As she felt her heartbeat thumping her entire body, Mary engaged her quest and simply said, "Hi."
The man jerked up, dropped a wench, bumped his head on the underside of the hood of the car, grabbed the back of his head and grunted as his glasses dropped off his face. When he found the source of the voice he leaned forward, folded his massive arms on the fender, looked at the vision before him the best he could and smiled.
Mary's first reaction surprised her. She stood mesmerized by the sky blue color of the man's eyes. She had never been haunted by eyes and wondered what she did to deserve the opportunity to meet someone with such penetrating eyes. Mary was so overcome her loins began to tingle. She had no idea the man would affect her in such a sexual way and her mind began to race with naughty thoughts. Her body felt as though it had been lowered into warm oil when the man asked softly but with a deep thundering voice, "And you are?"
Mary couldn't think and cleared her throat for no reason except to gain a little time. Her mind began racing faster than her heartbeat and she felt a flush of heat fill her neck and face. When words finally began to form on her lips the words popped out of her mouth in a series of questions. "I'm your neighbor? ... I just came over to see what you were doing? ... I didn't mean to bother you? ... I mean ... I'm ... ah... Mary? ... I live over there? ... Is this your car?"
Mary would have kept singing and waving her arms if it weren't for the man's intervention. He began to giggle a little at the beautiful woman before him as he reached for his glasses. Allen was no stranger to blabbering females because he grew up with four sisters but he always felt uncomfortable wearing glasses around women other than his sisters. He felt glasses made him look nerdy and what he could see of Mary he determined she was obviously a beautiful woman and decided to forgo putting on his glasses to make a good first impression.
Being a man with poor vision was always bothersome to Allen but he could make out enough to notice the vision standing before him in a hot pink dress had fabulous breasts, an irresistible cleavage, outrageously stiff nipples, haunting dark gray eyes and a beautiful angelic face framed with raven black hair. The first thing to pop into his mind was the name Cleopatra, and the second thing was; 'fucking unbelievable.'
"It's okay pretty lady, you can stop," he said as he raised his head sideways so as not to repeat his former experience with the car's hood. Mary watched the man like a cat watching prey as he grabbed a clean orange cloth and wiped his hands. Then he stepped around the front of the car and dropped the cloth onto the radiator. When he was standing directly in front of Mary, his shadow covered her entire body. "Pleased to meet you Mary, my friends call be Al," he said with a perfect smile as he held his hand out in space, tilted his head forward like he was bowing, hoping the pretty lady would find his hand.
Mary nearly urinated on herself and wasn't sure what the man was doing but she recalled her father frequently shook women's hands and without thinking, Mary offered her hand. The man gently held her entire hand in his warm enormous palm and said with a low growling voice, "the realtor said you were young and stunning ... I guess I wasn't listening to him ... hot outfit by the way, you have excellent taste in alluring fashion."
Her face filled with heat and her entire body began thumping. She could feel the strength of the man's hand even though he was gently holding her hand, his hand was soft and free of callous. His fragrance filled her nostrils and she began to realize she was no longer in a little girl's world she was living inside one of her erotic romances as a woman being seduced. Mary became so overwhelmed she began to quiver and when she relaxed her hand the man released her hand, folded his arms across his massive chest covered by a worn out sleeveless black t-shirt stretched to its limit and asked with a soft and assured voice. "What can I do for you Mary?"
Mary didn't know what to say in response as she stood numbly gazing at the monster in front of her. She had never felt engulfed by a man, not even by Hunter but she knew something was very different this time, she just couldn't figure it out. Her state of numbness was shaken a bit when the man asked with a pleasing low voice. "Know anything about an antique Cutlass 442?" as he quickly scanned down Mary's shapely body. Mary knew nothing about cars except most had back seats with ornery boys in them, so she simply shook her head. Then Allen placed his hand on the fender and asked, "Know anything about chili?"
She looked up into the man's haunting blue eyes and didn't know what to say or do next. She didn't even hear what he had asked. All Mary could hear was the pounding of her heart. When the man turned and grabbed the cloth off the radiator Mary stood dumbfounded as she gazed at the man's tight firm buttocks, tiny waist and broad shoulders. She was overwhelmed with a desire to have him pick her up and carry her to bed. Her fantasy had complete control of her mind and body, but she had no clue how to send a signal to the gorgeous man he could do whatever he wanted with her, anywhere and any time he wanted.
Suddenly Mary's stunned state was broken when the man said with a commanding voice, "Tell you want, I like a beautiful woman who knows how to dress hot, but for making chili I suggest something less complex, if you'd like you can help me make some chili ... it'd be fun ... the front door will be unlocked ... I'll be inside waiting for you."
Mary stood as if she had been filled with unbridled desire then abandoned as she watched the man toss the cloth onto a bench, turn, grab the door handle and disappear through the doorway before she got a chance to at least scan his buttocks for a few more moments before she urinated on herself. She stood alone then suddenly realized her quest had not come to an end. She had met the hunk next door, impressed him with her taste in fashion, melted into a puddle of mush and her mind was racing with naughty thoughts, and she had a date to make chili with a gorgeous man. Then she shook her head to clear her mind and thought; 'he's just too damn beautiful ... there's got to be something not right ... I bet he's gay.'
Then she mentally punished herself for forgetting to put on perfume before she turned and sashayed down the driveway. Mary couldn't have known Allen had put on a pair of glasses and was gazing out of the kitchen window enjoying the view of a gorgeous woman's panty line free and tight little curvy buttocks wiggle under the cloth of a hot pink mini dress.
When Mary was inside her bedroom she had to take a moment to get control of her quivering body but she had to check something and when she did, she couldn't believe how sweaty she had become. Thinking she had to relieve herself she sat on the toilet but couldn't urinate. When Mary dabbed her crotch she suddenly felt a tingling sensation deep in her body. She felt as though a powerful force was directing her to fondle her clitoris and stuff a hairbrush handle into her rectum but she didn't want to waste time masturbating.
Suddenly Mary jumped up and washed her face to cool off then patted her face dry. When she looked into the vanity mirror she saw a different face. Mary could only gaze at the woman in the mirror as her entire body quivered. She suddenly knew she could easily allow the man to ravish her and do things she would never allow Hunter to do. Mary blinked then stepped toward her bedroom as her body quivered with a chilling excitement she had never felt before. Mary was being mysteriously drawn to the wonder of what could happen if she were alone with the gorgeous monster next door.
Mary quickly changed back into her jogging outfit because she couldn't think of anything else to wear to make chili. Then she slipped the dress on the hanger, covered it with the clear plastic and hung it on the rack where she found it, then she stowed the sandal heels carefully in the shoe box and placed the box back on the stack in the same order. After making sure there was no evidence she had used her mom's little pink dress and cute heels as aides to her greeting cards, she left the house dressed like a jogger again with her pink sunglasses and a strong desire to be with Allen again.
When Mary got to Allen's front door she noticed it was slightly ajar. She paused for a second then gently pressed the door with her pointing finger. When the door moved, Mary nervously stepped back. When she realized she had to clear her mind of nothing except fear, she proceeded to push on the door. As she stepped inside the house and shut the door behind her, the first things she noticed was the amount of shipping boxes neatly stacked everywhere and the smells of a man and chili in the air.
Mary meandered through the myriad of boxes until she realized she didn't know where she was going. She needed help so she called out, "Al?"
From the other end of the house Mary heard her savior return her call for help, "Back here in the kitchen, sorry for the mess, haven't had the time to unpack," said Allen as he whipped his glasses off and placed them into a drawer.
When Mary turned the last corner of boxes she saw Allen standing at the kitchen counter tending to a tall pot on the cooktop. Instantly her heart began to pound in her chest and she felt her face become flush. She remained quiet as she scanned his outrageously muscular form and cute tight bottom. He was wearing nothing except gym shorts and all Mary saw was a giant candy bar she desperately wanted to unwrap. Suddenly, Mary's entire body became flush with desire and she was so excited she accidentally dropped her sunglasses.
"Shit," she whispered as she bent over to pick up her glasses. When she looked up, Allen was facing her looking straight down her top at the long cleavage between two gorgeous white beasts.
"Woof, you sure change in a hurry," he said with his hands on his hips, commenting about her word selection as much as he was about the outrageous body packed into the tiny outfit.
Mary felt a sexual predator was scanning her, but she liked it and wanted him to look as much as he desired. She also noticed Allen had an enormous bulge in his shorts but Mary didn't realize the reason he had a bulge in his shorts was because of her anesthetizing sex appeal. She was clueless as to what to say then she snapped to attention, making her breasts wiggle, smiled and blurted out the first thing entering her mind, "You change in a hurry too."
After Allen smiled and showed his perfect white teeth he motioned for Mary to come closer to him. As if being drawn by a mysterious force, she stepped to the oven in front of Allen and looked at the giant tall pot sitting on the cooktop. She was too short to see inside, and Allen had just the answer to fix her dilemma. "I'll get something, wait right here," Allen said as he dashed out of the kitchen.
Mary stood alone listening to the concoction bubbling in the huge pot while the smell of Allen and chili filled her nostrils. The only thing she wanted to do was be near Allen again. When he finally returned he was carrying a small stool. "Here you go pretty lady, step up on this, but be careful it only has three legs."
As Mary stepped on the stool, Allen took her hand to guide her up. At the same time she felt his warm wide hand cover her entire lower back. Mary felt as though Allen's strength was the only thing raising her up and soon she was looking down into the pot of bubbling chili with a hunk standing next to her gazing down at the shapely curves of her buttocks.
After Allen absorbed as much as he dared of Mary's curvy posterior, he presented her with a long wooden spoon and held it in her hand while holding her gently with his hand on her back. As he guided her hand to slowly stir the chili, Mary's nostrils filled with the smell of chili and a hint of Allen's cologne wafting the air. Mary felt she was living one of the romance novels and she didn't want it to stop. Her feeling was verified when Allen whispered softly in her ear, "I'm known for my hot sausage ... um ... chili, that is."
As their hands slowly stirred the chili together, Allen's other hand slowly slid down Mary's back until it was pressing on the silky cloth of her jogging shorts right on the upper muscles of her buttocks. Mary felt so overwhelmed she wanted Allen's warm hand to slide down further then when Allen gently squeezed her tight little buttock Mary giggled, pushed her buttocks into his warm hand and whispered, "You're a bad boy." Almost instantly, Allen released his hand from the spoon and placed both hands on Mary's waist. She felt Allen's strong hands hold her firmly but gently as if he was preparing to catch her if she were to fall, then she felt the cloth of her jogging shorts being slowly rolled down her hips. Before Mary could think, her jogging shorts were around her ankles and Allen was gently kissing the cold soft skin of her firm naked bottom.
Mary fell into another world as Allen began gently kissing the depression on her lower back. When Allen's tongue began to wipe Mary's buttocks crack she tilted her head back and closed her eyes, letting the sensation consume her.
Suddenly Allen whispered, "I can't take it anymore," and picked Mary up by the waist, set her on the counter top, pulled her shorts off and let her legs drape over the counter top. Mary fell into a dizzy state and leaned back on her elbows as she watched Allen lower his bald head to her mound. But when his lips kissed her pubic hair, she became overjoyed and her heart pounded so hard her whole body thumped then she exhaled what little air she had in her lungs.
As Allen gently kissed Mary's abdomen she closed her eyes to absorb the dream and her thoughts of Hunter vanished when Allen softly kissed and licked her navel. She lost all control and began gently rocking her hips while moaning with each breath in response to the magic happening inside her and in her loins.
Mary knew what an orgasm felt like because she had stimulated herself numerous times, but having someone kiss her mound was more pleasure then she ever expected. Soon Mary began feeling a strong heat fill her body, and as tiny tingles began to twitch the nerves of her entire body, she began to moan out of control knowing she wanted to release but wasn't sure how Allen would react if she asked him to touch her clitoris with his tongue.
To Mary's delight, Allen gently lifted Mary's thighs and she rocked backward and looked to the ceiling as she felt her knees being lifted gently higher by Allen's strong but soft hands. When Allan's tongue pressed gently against Mary's rectum she couldn't hold on any longer and a strange force sucked her stomach muscles in. Mary had never experienced anything so pleasurable and sensational and her mind began to meander into the carnal world she often read about in books of women experiencing orgasm through anal stimulation and brute force.
When Allen stopped licking her rectum and kissing her buttocks he stood over her and Mary opened her eyes to see what had happened to the pleasure. Allen gently placed one hand behind her neck, brushed her long raven hair to one side, lifted her head by the back of her neck then pressed his mouth gently against hers. The feeling of a strong man kissing her so gently on her lips was too much for Mary to resist. She wrapped her arms around Allen's neck and began kissing his lips like a woman begging for more. When he released his kiss he whispered as he gazed into her haunting eyes, "I can't believe what you're doing to me."
Then Allen release Mary's head and began slowly lifting the ripped hem of her sweatshirt. As the cloth rose higher, Mary watched as his massive soft hands gently eased the cloth over her breasts. When Allen pushed the cloth to Mary's neck her breasts popped out and pointed toward Allen like water balloons showing the direction to yearning. Then Allen relaxed the cloth and whispered. "My God, Mary you are so beautiful."
At that moment, Mary knew what was happening to her. She smiled slightly and raised her finger to gently wipe a small tear from Allen's cheek. Then she slowly and sensually placed her finger in her mouth and tasted the salty moisture while gazing deep into the glistening eyes of the man before her. Mary instantly knew she was falling in love with being seduced and romancing didn't matter any more.
In less time then Mary could blink, she was naked except for her sneakers and leg warmers and being transported to another section of the house like she was being carried away from a fire while the burning inside her intensified. After Allen gently placed Mary on the bed he dropped his shorts to his ankles revealing his erect penis.
Mary gasped at Allan's erection, partially because it was twice the size of the only other erection she had even seen and partially because she wasn't sure if she could perform orally if he asked her. Mary knew the beauty of the naked man before her was consuming her, and she felt her soul begging her body to surrender to him. As she watched Allen step out of his shorts she decided to give Allen something she had held far away from Hunter but she wanted the beautiful man standing naked before her to be the recipient of her gift. Mary desperately needed Allen inside her, but suddenly, reality tapped Mary on her shoulder.
Mary didn't know what would happen next, but she knew what her girlfriend had told her and she panicked. She felt she had to inform Allen of something about her he couldn't possibly know, or hadn't figured out yet. Her desire to enter another world with Allen was so strong it almost stopped her from confessing, but without thinking, Mary blurted out, "I'm a virgin."
Suddenly Allen stopped and stood motionless for what seemed like an eternity to Mary. She was about to beg him to take her, but before she could speak, Allen's facial expression turned to one of confusion. "Huh ... a what?" he asked as he placed his fists on his hips and stood at attention.
Mary exhaled for the first time in minutes and caught her breath as she gazed at Allen's huge erection, knowing it might be her last look at the long pink rod then she looked up into his waiting sky blue eyes and as her entire body thumped to her heartbeat she softly asked, "Are you gay?"
A long pause followed and even the air in the room seemed to stop. Then Allen looked at Mary in complete confusion like he was looking at the headboard behind her, "I suppose my anger should be directed at you, but that would be unfair, I messed up, so, I'm angry with myself for being so stupid." said Allen as he looked away. Then he looked at Mary again and asked. "Gay?"
Mary didn't know which way to respond first. The first time she told a boy she was a virgin he got mad, slammed the door shut and she never saw the kid again. Even Hunter acted angry for a few weeks after he asked her for intercourse and she responded with the same confession, but Allen simply stood in front of her as if he was patiently waiting for her to explain herself. She had no hiding place and answered with a question, "Aren't you gay?"
Allen looked at Mary with a twinkle in his eyes and smiled. As she waiting for his response she began breathing again and wondered if she had ever read the scene in any story but she couldn't recall. Her thoughts were broken when Allen spoke with a soft calming voice, "Do you think what just happened to us, happened because I'm gay?"
Mary sat up on the bed, lifted one leg, and placed her hands beside her naked body. She tried to look at Allen's eyes but he was looking one way then the other as if he was seeking an answer somewhere in space. Finally he stopped glancing around the room, bent forward and placed his hands on his knees. Then Allen looked deep into Mary's eyes until she returned his soul-searching gaze. "How old are you?" he asked with a curious soft voice.
Mary responded with a slight crack in her voice as her throat started to tighten, "Eighteen,"
"Jesus Christ!" exclaimed Allen in a flash as he snapped to a stand, raised his hands to the ceiling and looked up. "You can be so cruel sometimes," he said with a gruff voice. Then he smiled, laughed a little, looked away, then back at Mary with his hands on his hips. "You're the daughter aren't you ... oh you're good baby, you are really good." He said with a commanding voice. "Now what?" he quipped as he sat at the foot of the bed with his back to Mary.
Mary scanned Allen's massive muscular back, his huge biceps, his wide neck and his bald head. What she saw was a confused little boy in a muscle man's body and she felt responsible for breaking him. She wanted so badly to wrap her arms around Allen before he got away and in a last ditch effort Mary simply responded, "We can do it if you want, I promise I won't tell."
Suddenly Allen stood and spun around then speaking with a soft voice he said, "Let's get dressed, we'll discuss this later ... okay?" he said as he bent over to pick up his gym shorts.
Mary sat in the bed and watched Allen slip on his gym shorts as her heart beat up her body. She didn't care about his massive erection anymore or the fact she had just offered herself to a man she had just met less then an hour ago. Mary cared about Allen's feelings and she knew why. She had no clue how to escape her feelings for him because it was her first experience with what she thought to be true love. The only response she knew was how every schoolgirl reacted to boys when they were dumping the boy, "we can still be friends if you want?" she coyly asked.
Allen stood and pulled his gym shorts up, positioned his limp penis then looked at Mary, "Friends? ... Sure honey, you affect me the way you do and you want to be just friends? Look Mary, you're a gorgeous woman, and we're not playing games here, you actually had me going someplace I desperately want to go with you ... but I think you have a lot of growing up to do before we move this any further ... Oh, and just for the record honey, whoever told you I was gay, is dead wrong." Allen said softly.
Mary was confused but relieved and she wanted to smile, but couldn't. She seriously didn't think what she did to Allen was deceitful or what they did was wrong, but she knew she was in trouble with Allen so she agreed to his demand they talk about what happened with a promise to herself to have a talk with her mother about the meaning of the word gay. She had to say something but she wasn't sure what to say, she simply blurted out the first thing on her mind, "Allen ... can I say something?"
"I'm listening," said Allen calmly.
"I know I don't have experience making love, but I really want to learn about it with you," pleaded Mary.
Allen smiled a little then said softly, "I would love to be your sex teacher honey, but I'm afraid there's a lot more to love then simply knowing what to do in a bedroom, Mary."
Mary began feeling her relationship with Allen was trashed before it started and she didn't want that to happen. She wiped the tears from her eyes, sniffed then spoke softly, "Allen, when I first saw you in the garage doing stuff, I knew, I don't know how or why, but I knew."
"You knew what ... you wanted to pull my pants down and suck my stiff penis?" asked Allen in a frank manner.
"Well, not at first ... I mean yes ... but not right away ... I don't know ... but I do know I wanted to do something with you," said Mary as she wiggled her upper body hoping Allen would notice her.
"Have you even held a hard penis in your hand, Mary?" asked Allen as he sat on the edge of the bed.
"Yes," Mary whispered looking deep into Allen's eyes.
"Then you know what a penis is capable of," said Allen softly.
"They can make babies," offered Mary as she wiped her eyes again.
"That's very true, but did you know women can also use them to inflict lasting pain as well as incredible pleasure?" offered Allen as he placed his hand on Mary's knee.
Mary looked at Allen's hand and she felt a spark fill her. She knew the man before her was something she needed and wanted and she had to figure out a way to keep him in her life. She sat erect and said with a soft voice, "When you did that to me in the kitchen, it was my first time ... It made me want to give you something, but now I'm getting scared you don't want it."
"What, your virginity?" Allen asked softly.
"Yes, is that wrong?" Mary asked with a slight quiver in her voice.
"Mary, I am truly flattered, really, I am," started Allen, then he added, "I don't know how, but somehow I know you're being honest with me at least at that level ... don't get me wrong Mary ... but I'm going to have to think about it, at least for a little while."
"Okay ... I'll wait," offered Mary as she watched Allen scratch his head and look around the room.
Allen turned to step to a chest of drawers then opened the top drawer, pulled out a pair of eye glasses, slipped them on his face, turned to face Mary then asked, "What are you doing?"
"Waiting?" Mary asked as she shrugged her shoulders.
Allen giggled a little then placed his right and on top of his bald head then said, "God, you are adorable."
Mary grinned a little then asked, "Well?"
Allen bent slightly forward and looked deep into Mary eyes and asked softly, "Well what?"
"Do you want to do it?" asked Mary in a frank voice.
"Where were you when I was eighteen," said Allen as he shook his head while looking at the floor.
"Gosh, how could I know where you were then, I just met you today," said Mary as she looked at Allen's shoulders.
Allen giggled a little then said softly as he tapped the sheet, "sit on the edge of the bed and lets talk about this."
As Mary positioned her body to sit on the edge of the bed Allen dropped to a sitting position Indian style on the floor before her, looked up, adjusted his glasses then said, "Jesus, you're just a baby."
"I'm eighteen," offered Mary as she looked into Allen's eyes.
"Compared to some of the females I've been around, believe me, you, Mary, are just a baby ... now, let's see if I can explain why a horny grown man wants to wait to have sex with a gorgeous virgin girl ... this is going to be a tough one ... but let me talk it though ... okay?"
Mary nodded her head then wiggled her upper body shaking her breasts.
"God, do you have to do that now?" Allen asked as he gazed at Mary's breasts.
"What?" Mary asked without realizing what she had done.
"Wiggle you're ti ... never mind ... let's see ... I'll start with the physical, it's slightly easier ... um," started Allen as he scratched his bald head, "okay ... when an erect penis enters a virgin vaginal cavity it breaks what is called the hymen ... when that happens, it's very painful for the girl," said Allen in a soft voice as he looked into Mary's gorgeous eyes.
"My girlfriends told me all about that stuff, but I don't care," said Mary as she glanced down at Allen's growing penis then felt a strong heat flush her face.
"Oh ... well then, did they tell you how the guy feels when they dump him afterward?" asked Allen as he gazed into Mary's eyes.
"Huh?" asked Mary then she looked at David's eyes.
"God you are so damn cute Mary ... look, if you want we can try to have a good time right now, maybe it'll be magical, maybe not ... or we can make a date, for, let's say, some Saturday night, we'll go out, I don't know, see a movie or something, get worked up for each other, fondle each other in the car, and," said Allen, then Mary interrupted and said softly, "or I can just come over tonight and we can try it."
David dropped his head and said softly, "Jesus, this is so hard ... you know as soon as you leave here I'll end up masturbating with visions of your beautiful body dancing in my mind."
Mary giggled a little then said, "Why would you do that when I can do it for you."
"God ... you're killing me honey," said Allen as he shook his lowered head.
"At least I know how to do some things boys like," offered Mary as she looked down at Allen's massive hands while thinking what they would look like stroking his long penis.
"Mary ... okay ... I'll get your clothes, you get dressed, go home, take a cold shower, think about what you're asking me to do and if you're still sure you want this to happen, ring the doorbell, I'll be in my bedroom yelling at myself for being the dumbest man on the planet for turning down a fabulous piece of ass," said Allen as he scanned Mary's breasts and positioned himself to stand.
While Allen was in the other room, Mary thought for a moment and tried to recall any story she ever read about the hero walking away from the damsel, but she couldn't recall anything except 'Gone With The Wind'. At the same time she felt Allen had given her an opportunity to continue their exploration and maybe if she were persistent with him she knew he would succumb.
After Allen retrieved Mary's clothes he patiently waited while Mary dressed and his penis started to throb. Then when Mary was ready he followed her to the door and watched her tight little buttocks bounce. Just before Mary stepped over the threshold she stepped back a step and squeezed Allen's tight butt cheek with a firm grip then said, "See you later."
Mary giggled a little as she sashayed away from Allen convinced he was scanning her buttocks. When she reached the end of the pathway she turned completely around and saw Allen standing in the doorway holding the door open. She wanted to flip her top up and flash her breasts at him but she thought even with his glasses he probably couldn't see her from that far away. She recalled a scene in a story she read then smacked her lips hoping her hero could hear a woman not far away tossing him an air kiss. The Mary turned with confidence and stepped briskly toward her home.
When Mary opened the front door she inhaled her mother's perfume and knew her mother was home. She followed the scent to the kitchen where she found her mother standing at the counter with her back to Mary flipping envelopes. By habit she stepped up behind her mother, placed her hands gently on the woman's waist then rested her chin on the woman's shoulder and said softly "hi mom ... happy Valentine's Day."
Her mother stopped flipping the envelopes then raised her head to look forward, inhaled then exhaled and said something frightening Mary. "Happy Valentine's Day to you too honey ... Do I smell a man's cologne?"
Instead of reacting in fear, Mary squeezed her mother slightly tighter and said, "I smell it too ... Where have you been."
She released her mother then dashed to her bedroom to avoid being seen wearing half of the clothing she was forbidden to wear outdoors. Once inside her bedroom she quickly stripped off her top and shorts as fast as possible then dropped them into the hamper. Seconds later her mother appeared at the doorway and with her hand high on the jamb she asked, "What, are we suddenly a quick change artist? ... You'll have to launder them to get it out ... it's the only way."
"Mom!" exclaimed Mary as she quickly tried to cover her breasts with one arm and her pubic area with her other palm.
"Nothing I haven't seen before honey ... look Mary ... Bill is coming over tonight for dinner, I'd like you to join us," said her mother with a stern but sincere sound in her voice.
"But ... Um ... I'm supposed to go to Mica's tonight ... I promised her I would ... come on mom, we made plans way before this to do a sleepover, she only lives down the street, you have her parent's number, please mom, I promise I'll have dinner with you guys next weekend ... okay?" Mary pleaded as she felt her alternate plan was being flushed down the toilet.
Mary was completely relieved when her mother shrugged her shoulders and said as she turned to step away, "Not a problem ... we're just going to watch TV afterwards and have a quiet evening." Then her mother stepped away.
Suddenly, Mary had a lie to contend with and she hated complexities. She looked for her cell phone then remembered she left the device on the kitchen counter. She grabbed her robe from the closet, pulled it over her naked body and looked down at her sneakers and floppy socks then whispered, "shit." When she turned toward the doorway her mother was standing in the opening holding her cell phone in her palm with an outreached hand and said, "this is a first ... I thought young girls wore these things as permanent earrings," then her mother looked down at Mary's sneakers and giggled.
Mary tilted her body to the right, smiled then said with a slight giggle, "Oh there is it, I was wondering where it was," then she stepped toward her mother, reached for the device with a palm up then her mother dropped the phone in Mary's open palm and asked in a caring voice, "You okay?"
Mary didn't think her recent activity was that obvious on her face and her heart began to beat harder. She had to say something and she had to choose her words carefully, and without stumbling on the words, "I'm fine ... just going to shower and get ready to go to ... Mica's."
As soon as her mother was gone, Mary closed her bedroom door and jumped on the bed with her back to the headboard while holding her cell phone in her hand. She swiped the face and pressed the keypad several times then held the device to her left ear with her left shoulder as she pulled her hair to her right shoulder then started untying her sneakers.
When Mica answered, Mary quickly announced, "Go somewhere where nobody can hear this."
"I'm in my room ... what's up," Mary heard in the tiny speaker as she slipped off one sneaker.
"You won't believe what happened to me today," offered Mary in a near whispering voice as she glanced up to peek at her bedroom door while untying the other sneaker.
Mary's heart began to pound in her chest as she waited for a response, "What?" she heard Mica say with a soft voice.
"Oh my God, Mica, he's so fucking beautiful," Mary said as she exhaled.
"No shit ... where did you meet him?" Mary heard in the tiny speaker.
"You have got to promise me, I mean blood sister promise you will never tell this to anyone ... got it?" said Mary as she covered the small devise as much as she could.
"Spill it, Cleo," was all Mary needed to hear.
"I just ... I mean, not even an hour ago ... you have no idea what he does to me ... the fucking incredibly gorgeous hunk with a super long tongue, next door, licked my ass hole," said Mary as she felt her loins fill with heat.
There was a long silence then Mary asked, "You there?"
"I'm here, just having an orgasm, bare with me ... it'll be over in a sec." Mary heard in the tiny speaker.
Suddenly the two girls simultaneously screamed then realizing they had drawn attention to themselves, they cupped their mouths.
When there was no reaction from the outside world Mary began speaking, "Mica ... you've got to cover for me ... okay?"
"Oh fuck ... what are you doing?" asked Mica with a hushed voice.
"You said it," responded Mary then she giggled as she glanced at her bedroom door.
"Hold on a minute" then Mary heard the sound muffle, "I'm on the phone!" Mary heard Mica yell in the tiny speaker then she heard a door slam shut, "Fucking idiot ... Cleo ... listen to me," Mica continued in a whisper, "whatever you do, don't cry in front of him, they hate that."
"What are you talking about?" asked Mary with a hushed voice.
"Losing your virginity ... it hurts like a motherfucker ... I'm telling you ... don't let him know he hurt you ... promise me?" said Mica with a stern voice.
"Mica ... turn the page ... I'm in the page after that," offered Mary then she waited for a response.
"What the fuck are you talking about ... you lost it?" asked Mica with a concerned voice.
"Mica, how long have we known each other?" asked Mary as she ran her fingernail across the bed sheet.
"God, like, forever, right?" responded Mica.
"You have got to seriously promise me, I mean like the time we played in your room, kind of promise," pleaded Mary as she looked at her bedroom door with a dead stare.
"Oh ... that kind ... okay," offered Mica.
"I'm going back there tonight ... he's waiting for me ... I have no idea what's going to happen ... but I trust him ... and ... I think I love him," said Mary as she felt her loins catch fire and she started to tear.
"Oh for God's sake ... I though you were going to tell me you were going to ... wait a minute ... what about Hunter?" asked Mica with a concerned voice.
Mary sat erect and pressed her back against the headboard then she said as she scanned all the dolls on her doll castle and wiped the tears from her cheeks with her finger, "I have to find out something."
There was a long silence and the two girls knew something serious was about to happen and both their lives would change.
Mica broke the silence and said with a soft voice, "I have to be honest Cleo ... I'm fucking jealous."
Mary snapped her torso forward then held the cell phone tight to her ear and said, "Look, I thought about sneaking out after mom and Bill go to bed ... usually happens around ten ... after they do it they sleep like little kids, they'd never know ... I'd be back in the morning before they got up, it'll be Sunday by then ... they always do it again in the morning then sleep until two maybe three on Sundays ... but I just told her I was going to your house to spend the night ... I need you to cover for me."
"Cleo, I asked you about Hunter," said Mica with a soft voice.
Mary took a deep breath then looked at the picture frame of Hunter turned backward, She took a deep breath again then exhaled and spoke with determination, "Mica ... I need to tell you something ... don't get mad okay?"
"What?" Mica asked with a concerned voice.
"Um ... you remember that night we went to the beach and got drunk with the guys?" asked Mary as she looked up at the ceiling fan and felt her eyes become achy and her throat tighten.
A very long silence followed, as two young and attractive females knew what they had to do. Mary waited for her dearest friend to speak first but the silence was compressing her space. She had to say it and she knew she would be the one to speak first but her words had to be gentle and precise. She recalled a character in a story she read a long time ago and relied on the woman's final passage while standing in front of a brutally handsome soldier.
As tears began to flow down Mary's cheeks she said with a crack in her voice, "He loves you, and there's nothing in this world I can do to change that."
Mary heard sniffles in the tiny speaker and wanted to say something but couldn't. She waited for Mica to speak as she wiped the tears from her eyes the best she could without tissues. The suspense was killing her and she had to know. "Talk to me Mica."
Then Mary heard a squeaky voice answer, "I am so sorry Cleo."
"Mica ... it's okay ... seriously ... I'm not mad at you ... I can't be mad at you ... we've been friends, like forever ... we've done things girlfriends don't do and lived through it ... right?" said Mary as she looked up pleading for help from anything reasonable.
"I didn't think it was that fucking obvious ... that's all," Mary heard in the tiny speaker.
"Look Mica ... you know I'm still a virgin ... I would never let Hunter go that far ... and now I know why ... and it had nothing to with you and him ... okay?" offered Mary as she pressed the phone against her ear.
"Oh Cleo ... it's like you've just lifted a fucking ton off my chest," Mary heard in the speaker.
"Mica, that's what friends do for each other," offered Mary while she fiddled with the hem of her bathrobe, then she added, "Still friends?"
"Yes," Mary heard with a whimper and a sniff.
"Good, now I have to shower, and ... um let's see, what else," then Mary heard in the speaker, "douche," Mary giggled a little, "Yeah that's it ... um, God I've got butterflies big time ... um, if my mom calls what are you going to tell her?" asked Mary as she gathered her sneakers on the bed.
"God, Cleo ... I've no idea ... what's a good one?" asked Mica calmly.
"I'm taking a shit?" offered Mary.
"That's so lame ... how about you're sleeping?" offered Mica.
"How did I get there without your parents knowing?" asked Mary as she studied her fingernails.
"Um ... let's see, you snuck in the backdoor ... no that's not good either ... you're going to have to come here first, let mom and dad see you, then sneak out my bedroom window ... that way they'll think you're here ... if your mom calls ... we're sleeping ... I'll stack the pillows ... I've done it before ... they'll never suspect a thing," offered Mica as Mary listened intently.
Mary giggled a little then said, "Mica, you are a fucking genius."
"Wait ... I forgot one thing ... why in the fuck would we be sleeping so early?" asked Mica.
"Um ... if it's around ten, we tell them we have soccer practice and need the sleep," offered Mary.
"Good one ... that means you have to bring your soccer bag," offered Mica.
"No problem ... it's packed," Mary offered as she examined her toenails.
"When is your date?" asked Mica.
"Fuck ... I forgot that part ... wait ... he just said come over ... he never said when ... I don't know if I can make until ten, I'll fucking blow up," offered Mary as she reached for the moisturizer in the nightstand.
"Okay ... pop quiz," said Mica, then she added, "you ready?"
Mary took a beep breath then said, "Take a shower, douche, dry off, brush my teeth, brush my hair, put on panties, baggy shorts, a stupid bra, a soccer shirt, sneakers, grab my soccer bag, tell mom I'm going to your house, run to your house, say hey to your parents, go to your bedroom, sneak out the window, run to Allen's and let a gorgeous man with a beautiful fat dick stick it anywhere he wants ... before midnight ... how'd I do?"
"Pretty good ... for a beginner ... B plus," Mica said giggling.
At 9 o'clock, Mary was walking briskly down the sidewalk in the opposite direction from Allen's house and taking the time to consider what she was doing. She began to wonder if Hunter would even care if she didn't care. She thought about Allen's touch and began to compare the skin of the only two males who had ever touched her sexually. She knew Allen's touch felt far more sincere and far more loving. "God, what am I doing to myself," Mary asked a mailbox, then she stopped walking. "I have to get a grip here, what happens when I tell Allen I have to go home to my mother because it hurts too much," said Mary, "Why would I even want to leave? ... Mailboxes don't know anything ... why am I talking to a mailbox? ... I'm soaking wet down there ... why do I miss him so much." Suddenly a car filled with boys drove slowly by and the boy in the passenger front seat leaned on the sill and yelled, "Hey you big titty bitch, fuck me!"
Mary turned around and yelled, "Hold on, you guys can ask the same question to the barrel of daddy's shotgun." Then Mary turned toward the front door of the house she was standing in front of and started quickly stepping toward the front door. A second later she heard tires squealing and the boys laughing in the car slowly faded into the darkness. Mary waited a few moments then continued her journey to Mica's house.
After greeting Mica's parents and explaining they were going to Mica's room to read the two girls walked briskly and quietly down the hall, entered Mica's bedroom then closed the door normally so as not to arouse suspicion.
Mica stood and looked at Mary for a second then said as she pulled a drawer open, "You look like shit Cleo."
"I do?" asked Mary as she placed her bag on the floor.
Mica turned around and held her hand out palm down and said softly, "Here ... take these."
Mary held her hand out with her palm up and asked, "What?"
Mica dropped the contents in Mary's hand then looked at Mary's face.
"Condoms! ... What the fuck?" Mary asked then she looked up at Mica's eyes.
"Cleo, that's what friends do for each other," offered Mica then she dropped her hand to her side and added, "Still friends?"
"Of course," said Mary, then the girls embraced.
"I have to do this Mica," offered Mary as she felt Mica's massive chest press against her own breasts.
"I know ... been there ... done that ... had the abortion the whole nine yards ... you know that," offered Mica then she tapped Mary on the shoulders.
The girls released each other then Mary looked deep into Mica's eyes and said softly, "I remember all the little things about him and they're occupying a giant part of what little brain I have left."
"Like What?" Mica asked as she sat on the edge of the bed.
Mary looked down at Mica and said with a slight giggle, "I love his gorgeous eyes, his beautiful touch ... and his perfect fucking tongue."
"You're in love with a guy you just met? ... Oh Cleo do you have a lot to learn honey," said Mica as she lowered her face to her open hands.
Mary sat Indian style in front of her friend and looked up then said, "It's not like that ... his eyes tell me he cares and his touch is gentle, like he's hiding his strength, I get wet standing next to him, the reason I'm going back is because he's giving me time to think about what we're going to do, he's very sweet and I love his voice and the smell of his body ... he talks with me and not at me, there is a difference you know ... I'd let him take a wiz or cum on my face, spank me, or even shove it up my ass hole."
"This guy lives next door?" asked Mica as she gazed into Mary's eyes, then she added, "you'll never go home ... at least for nine and a half weeks."
Mary looked puzzled and Mica thought she had to clarify her last statement. "It's the title of a true story about a relationship based on physical attraction, and a certain type of hard sex ... the conclusion was, those types of hot relationships only last nine and a half weeks, there was a movie made with the same name and theme ... I think that's where you are now ... day one ... Valentine's Day."
Mary thought for a moment then asked with a curious voice, "Are you trying to talk me out of this?"
"No Cleo ... I'm trying to talk you into it ... seriously ... we've been friends for a long time, you need to pull yourself out of that fantasy world you live in and experience the reality of a man fucking the shit out of you until you've lost your fucking mind, it really is a beautiful thing, while its happening ... and I miss it so much," said Mica as her eyes began to water.
Mary looked at Mica and asked, "you and Hunter?"
"Oh God no ... I don't even know the guy's name ... I do know it hurt like hell the first time ... but God almighty did he make me feel like a real woman after the pain went away." Then Mica started giggling.
"What's so funny?" asked Mary as she watched Mica wipe the tears from her eyes with the back of her hands.
"You know Cleo, anyone can be deeply in love with someone and never cheat on them, ever, but we all have that one secret hidden deep inside, that one that makes us feel like nothing else exists except that desire, the one we missed ... You need this guy Cleo, he's real, and if he wants, let him piss on your face ... eat his cum ... let him spank your ass ... take it up your butt hole ... whatever he wants ... fucking do it ... you'll never forget it or regret it ... Ever." Mica said as she reached for a tissue box.
"I feel guilty and I haven't done anything yet ... how do you know he wants to do those things?" said Mary as she watched Mica blow her nose.
Mica looked directly at Mary and said as she pointed at her face with a finger, "I just know ... I have this gut feeling ... don't feel guilty about this ... look, you need some sexy clothes, we wear the same sizes, except bras, you're not going to wear one anyway ... I was thinking after we hung up, you need to look hot, but I'm going to walk you there tonight so there's no trouble, once you're there I'll leave, buy the time you're finished the sun will be up ... you should come back here, you won't be able to walk, but don't go home, they'll smell it all over you ... believe me I know what I'm talking about."
Mica picked out a black dress for Mary, held it up to Mary's body then said lovingly, "Take everything off."
When Mary felt the dress cover her naked body she thought the dress looked hotter on Mica but wasn't sure it fit her form. The dress was cut like the famous Marilyn Monroe white dress except in black and even thought the top was a bit large it draped Mary's body like an invitation to sex. Mica messed with the top a little and soon the dress assumed a new purpose, along with black open toe heels and Mary's flowing black hair, Mary instantly transformed into a stunning sex doll.
Mica stepped back a little and held Mary's hand out then said calmly, "don't worry about the cum, it washes out ... oh wait, hold out your wrists."
Mary held her wrists out next to each other then Mica grabbed a small crystal perfume spritzer off her vanity and squeezed the bulb misting both Mary's wrists then she said softly, "A little Channel always helps."
Mary had to giggle before she looked at her friend and said "Thanks Mica ... no jewelry ... this is a first," then she turned to look at herself in the mirror as she sniffed her right wrist, "God ... I look like a black festoon."
"Here put these in the side pocket, pull them out when you get there and insist he use them ... okay?" Demanded Mica and she placed the condoms in Mary's palm, "I'll tell mom and dad we're going out for a walk, its almost ten now."
"We're going to walk right by your parents and tell them we're going for walk, with me dressed like this?" Mary asked with a confused gaze.
"Cleo ... watch this ... DAD, WE'RE GOING FOR A WALK, BE BACK IN TEN TO GET SOME SLEEP ... there, done ... let's go." Mica said as she grabbed Mary's hand then led her to the rear door.
The four-block walk was peaceful with the calm and dry night air offering sounds of barking dogs and a few oddities going bump in the night. The girls didn't say a word until they stopped in front of Mary's house then Mary pointed to Allen's house and said in a near whisper, "the lights are still on."
"Want me to walk up with you?" asked Mica as she gazed at the sexual sanctuary.
"Please," responded Mary as she took a step forward.
When the girls were standing in Allen's entryway in front of an Irish green door, Mary looked at Mica, winked then pressed the doorbell button.
Mica gently tapped Mary's butt cheek, stepped into the shadow, then whispered, "Happy Fucking ... see you in the morning."
Mary's heart began to pound in her ears and her whole body felt like a vibrator. Then suddenly she heard the doorknob click and the door popped opened slightly. Mary waited for Allen to appear and when he didn't she looked toward Mica then shrugged her shoulders with her palms turned outward. Then she looked at the door and pressed gently. The door swung open easily but Allen was not there. Mica motioned Mary to go in and Mica watched as the sultry form in black disappeared into the doorway. The next sound Mica heard was the door clicking shut then she slinked away into the night leaving her best friend to discover whatever it was she needed to find behind the green door.
"Allen?" Mary said nervously as she stood just inside the foyer.
"Back here ... in the bedroom," responded Allen.
Mary followed the dim light in the hallway to Allen's bedroom and when she came to the open doorway she saw Allen naked and sitting on the foot of the bed. His head was down at first then he looked up and Mary stepped toward him. When she was standing directly in front of Allen, Mary smiled and said softly, "I thought about it."
"God, you're beautiful ... you're the ultimate party favor for a forty year old man's birthday ... you're even wearing my favorite perfume," said Allen as he scanned the women before his eyes.
"Thank you, Allen ... I didn't know this was your birthday," Mary said as she felt her stomach flitter.
"It is ... I must be losing my mind ... no, I am out of my mind ... Mary, can I use your tits to masturbate with?" Allen asked calmly.
Mary's eyes grew huge as she stiffened her upper torso opened her mouth to say something then blurted out, "If you want."
"Okay ... that's a yes ... how about this one ... Can I stick my tongue in your rectum?" asked Allen softly.
Mary shrugged her shoulders then said softly, "If you want."
Okay then ... another yes ... How about this one ... will you lick my rectum?" asked Allen with a slightly tilted head as he gazed into Mary's eyes.
Mary smiled a little then said softly, "Yes, Allen, If you want."
"Mary? ... God this so hard ... never mind," Allen said as he looked down.
"Ask ... all you have to is ask, I'll do it," Mary offered as she steeped slightly closer to touch Allen's shoulder.
"Great ... now that I have a gorgeous virgin girl in a hot black dress in my bedroom ready to fuck ... my boner takes a vacation," said Allen as he looked down at the tip of his penis.
"Allen, it's okay, we can do those things if you want, we can do them right now, and whatever you want, I'm here for you," said Mary as she leaned forward a little.
Allen looked into Mary's eyes then asked with a soft voice, "You want me to bend over the edge of the bed so you can lick my rectum, right now?"
"If you want me to ... Okay," Mary said softly as she started to step aside to let Allen move.
"Wait a second," said Allen softly as he placed his hand on Mary's thigh, "just hold on, let me think for moment ... I just asked you some pretty advanced sexual questions ... if you really want anal ... we've got to do a lot to get ready before we go there."
"Like what Allen?" Mary asked with a curious gaze.
"Have you ever had an enema, Mary?" asked Allen as he looked into Mary's eyes.
"I don't think so," responded Mary as she gazed at Allen's erection.
"Oh boy ... Believe me Mary, if you've ever had an enema you'd remember ... they can be quite sensual and at the same time a bit uncomfortable but before with mess around with our rectums, I would highly recommend a damn good enema before we go there," offered Allen.
"If you want ... okay," said Mary.
"Now I know I'm out of my mind ... look Mary ... you got me so bat shit horny right now ... shit, I'm going to have an enema party with a beautiful virgin girl I just met this morning," said Allen as he gazed at Mary's fat nipples pushing on the cloth.
"I can tell your horny, it's getting big now," said Mary as she pointed to Allen's erection.
"Okay ... let's start all over," Allan said as he stood.
Mary watched Allen as he stood up revealing his rising penis. She looked at his penis then at his face and said softly, "That is making me horny."
Allen looked down at Mary's body and couldn't believe she returned to have sex with him. He studied her pretty face then her gorgeous bulbous breasts the curves of her hips and thighs then her elegant arms and hands then said. "You are a beautiful woman Mary ... I give up, take your clothes off then come with me ... we'll take this to the bathroom."
"Okay," Mary said cheerfully as she leaned forward to look at her feet, "I have to go pee anyway."
Mary slipped out of the heels then removed Mica's dress and gently placed the neatly folded cloth on the chair. Then she looked at Allen, smiled and said confidently, "okay."
Allen reach for Mary's hand and he gently pulled her as he stepped in front, and as they walked to the bathroom Mary studied Allen's muscular buttocks and back and her entire body fell into a state of desire. When they were in the room Allen opened the shower door and turned to face Mary, "Your outfit was stunning ... very hot and sexy ... thank you."
Mary sat on the toilet seat cover then gazed at Allen's face, "Are we going to take a shower together?"
Allen smiled a little at the pretty girl then said softly, "In a way," then he opened the vanity cabinet and pulled out a small box.
Mary watched Allen's hands as he opened the box then pulled out a small white bottle along with a long white probe. He twisted the probe on the bottle, turned the hot water faucet on the vanity sink, placed the device in the sink under the flowing hot water then looked at Mary, "Step in the shower Mary."
"Oh, I forgot to douche, thanks Allen," said Mary as she watched Allen, but when he didn't respond Mary stepped into the shower with her hands feeling the walls then Allen followed. When Allen was inside the stall he positioned his body with his back to the shower head. "If you have to pee, go ahead," said Allen softly.
"Okay," said Mary with a soft voice.
Mary separated her legs slightly and while looking down at her mound with her palms pressed against her abdomen, Allen watched the pretty girl as urine flowed down her inner leg and trickled down the drain. As Mary urinated, Allen watched her chest rise and fall slightly then he studied Mary's stiff nipples. When she looked up and into Allen's eyes his eyes focused on her eyes, then he smiled a little and said softly, "Feel better?"
Mary nodded her head, smiled a little, blinked then said, "Yes ... I'm done ... now what?"
"Turn around Mary," said Allen as he reached into the sink and tested the temperature of the white bottle with an outreached arm. Then he looked at the curves of Mary's body and her flowing black hair. His eyes followed the curves of her shoulders and slowly traced the curves until the lines of her body formed the curves of her round white buttocks. His eyes focused on the subtle curves of her buttocks as his penis began to twitch.
"Your body is beautiful, Mary, I hope I don't cum before I get to finish this," said Allen softly as he noticed the glistening on the tip of his erect penis.
"Is it going to?" asked Mary as she turned her head slightly to one side.
"It's getting awfully damn close to it," offered Allen as he reached to turn the faucet off then into the sink and pulled out the white bottle.
"Okay honey, bend all the way over for me," said Allen as he gazed at Mary's show-white butt cheeks.
Mary bent over and grabbed her calves like a professional gymnast, exposing her light pink rectum and below, her black pubic hair pinched between her inner thighs. "Like this," she said softly.
"Good God ... you sure know how to drive a man crazy ... are you sure you've never done this before?" asked Allen as he gazed at Mary's pink rectum.
"Sure ... I bend over like this all the time at soccer practice," Mary responded as she felt her inner muscles twitch.
"You are adorable ... okay then ... just relax honey, I'm going to insert this into your rectum," Allen said softly as he place his hand on Mary's soft buttock then he added "My God ... your skin is so soft."
"Oh?" asked Mary as she felt her loins tingle.
Allen rested the tip of the probe on the tiny pink depression then he slowly began pushing the probe into Mary's anus. When it was halfway inserted, Mary asked with a hushed voice as she felt the pressure in her rectum, "It's going in there, Allen?"
"Yes honey ... almost all the way in ... you okay?" asked Allen as he felt his penis throb.
"Yes, but I didn't know it was going there," Mary said as she felt the probe enter further into her rectum.
"Okay sweetie ... you're going to feel a little bloated, it's okay ... God is this a gorgeous picture," Allen said as he grabbed his throbbing penis to keep it from exploding.
"Allen?" Mary asked with a sweet voice.
"Hold on Mary, it's almost empty," Allen said as he felt he was going to ejaculate.
"I have to poop," Mary said softly.
Allen felt he was going to explode as he watched Mary's anus twitch. When the bottle was collapsed completely, Allen eased the probe out of Mary's rectum and tossed the flat bottle into the vanity sink. Just then Allen's rectum started to twitch as he felt pressure in his prostate then suddenly a heat filled his throbbing penis and he grunted, "Fuck," as his penis burst and semen flew into the air landing on Mary's rectum and pubic hair. Mary felt her knees weaken and she couldn't hold her bowels any longer. As Allen tried to catch his balance, Mary's rectum relaxed and water burst out like a hose and covered Allen's penis with semen and watered down fecal matter while Mary moaned.
When the excitement was over Mary stood up and turned around to see Allen looking down at his penis. He was stabilizing his body with his right hand against the shower wall. Mary stepped closer to him and looked up, placed her hands on his waist, rested her forehead on his chest then said softly, "I don't feel so good Allen."
"My God Mary, what the fuck did we just do?" asked Allen as he gently placed his left palm on Mary's head.
"I don't know, but I feel awful in my tummy," said Mary as he looked at Allen's glistening penis.
Allen looked down at Mary and said with a gentle voice, "You are the most incredibly erotic woman I've ever met ... are you sure you've never done this before?"
"No, I haven't ... but I feel like I need to go again," said Mary as she gently pressed her hands against Allen's waist.
"We need to shower off honey," said Allen as he started to feel dizzy.
Allen reached over his head and pulled the shower wand down then reached behind him and turned the faucet lever to vertical. When water started flowing on his back it was cold. As soon as he twitched Mary released again dropping water between her legs. "I just went again," said Mary as she held on to Allen's waist and looked up at his face.
Allen began to move his body around Mary's body purposely rubbing his penis against her skin and hair. He began to feel as though he was in a dream world with a beautiful girl beside him. When he was turned toward the shower head he grabbed the wand and began spraying Mary's body. Mary looked up at the wall and said, "Allen, I still feel awful."
Allen couldn't help noticing Mary's wet skin was making his penis rise again and he thought she looked adorable soaking wet.
"You'll feel better in a minute, I promise sweetie," said Allen, as his penis was nearly erect again. Lean over and put your hands on the wall, honey," he said softly.
After Mary leaned forward with her hands on the wall she dropped her head and said softly, "I think I'm feeling a little better Allen."
As Allen sprayed Mary's rectum and pubic hair he said softly, "You'll feel a whole lot better in a few minutes."
"That feels very good," said Mary as she separated her feet slightly.
"It looks very good too," said Allen as he began having thoughts about shaving Mary's pubic area.
As Allen watched the water flow over Mary's beautiful white skin he asked softly, "Have you ever shaved down there?"
"No," responded Mary as she felt her stomach relax.
"Want me to shave you sometime? ... It's very sensual," asked Allen as his penis began to twitch.
"If you want." Mary responded as she thought about kissing Allen's stiff penis.
"It's official ... I'm in a pornographic movie," said Allen as he moved the shower wand to Mary's crotch.
"Allen?" asked Mary with a sweet voice.
"Yes," he said as he gazed at the curves of Mary's buttocks.
"Can I touch it now?" Mary said as she felt her inner muscled relax.
"Whatever you want," Allen said softly as he felt his entire body fall deep into a carnal well.
Mary stood erect then turned to face Allen. She looked at his massive pectoral muscles then his six-pack abdomen. She lowered her body to kneel in front of Allen and stared at the erect pink shaft. She pulled her wet hair to one side then she looked up at Allen's face, and as he watched the virgin girl below him she said with a soft voice, "Its very pretty Allen."
"Thank you Mary," whispered Allen then he placed the shower wand in the cradle and turned the water lever to stop the flow of water. When he looked down Mary had rocked back on her heels and placed her hands on her knees. Allen waited patiently for Mary to touch his erection but he wasn't prepared for the feeling.
Mary raised her hand and gently wrapped her fingers around the tip and as the feeling of touching Allen's penis filled her Allen flinched a little and exhaled. Mary quickly retracted her hand and looked up and said softly, "Did I do it too hard?"
"God no, you're a dream come true, Mary ... don't stop," said Allen as he placed his hands against the wall and glass to stabilized his body.
Mary smiled a little then returned to her task at hand. She gazed at the crown of Allen's penis and thought about kissing it. She leaned forward slightly and gently pressed her lips on the warm organ. When Allen felt her lips on the tip of his throbbing penis he inhaled and held his breath.
"Oh fuck," Allen whispered as he exhaled then he added with a growl, "Who's the teacher here?"
Suddenly Mary recalled a story she had read about a woman who stroked a man's penis until it ejaculated and the semen covered her hand then she recalled what the woman did. Mary decided that would be her next step with Allen.
Allen watched with adoring eyes as the gorgeous virgin girl below him tenderly stoked his throbbing penis. He thought he was dreaming and he felt his rectum twitch. "God help me," Allen whispered as he blinked his eyes and tightened his buttocks to hold on.
Mary looked up and when she saw Allen's closed eyes she increased the speed of her stroke then looked at the tip of Allen's penis. She thought it appeared larger and she wondered when Allen would ejaculate. She looked up again at his abdomen and noticed he was breathing faster. When Mary looked again at the swollen tip she concentrated on the tiny hole waiting for the arrival of the white substance to appear.
Suddenly Allen growled deep in his chest and Mary watched as her hand moved slowly across the crown of his penis just as a line of semen burst from the tip, then another, then another. Allen grunted then began quivering as Mary leaned forward and licked the warm liquid off Allen's penis and her hand then she slowly stood and looked into Allen's waiting eyes. She held his waist with both hands, lifted on her tiptoes and when Allen's lips touched hers she felt a strong spark twitch her loins.
When she pulled her lips from Allen's lips she noticed his semen dripping from his lower lip and she looked at his closed eyes and rocked back on her feet then waited for Allen to speak. Allen slowly opened his eyes and looked deep into Mary's eyes then said with a whisper, "What are you doing to me."
Mary didn't know what to say except tell Allen the truth, "loving you."
Allen gazed at the beautiful woman and decided he would fulfill a fantasy he kept locked inside his mind ever since he was a small boy studying the bubble bottoms of little girls in bathing suits.
"Mary, let's bath each other, dry off and take this back to the bedroom," said Allen as he tried to remain standing.
Mary smiled and placed her hands flat against Allen's pectoral muscles, gazed into Allen's eyes and whispered, "okay."
Being bathed by another for the first time since she was a child, Mary felt Allen was worshiping her body. His massive hands were soft and gently smoothed the skin of her breasts and her nipples stood erect. When Allen lowered his head and began sucking and tonguing her nipple, Mary closed her eyes and felt a closeness to Allen she had never before. Allen stroked her skin so softly she became moist. When Allen's fingers brushed her clitoris Mary placed her hands on Allen's bald head and rocked one knee outward. Allen gently patted her moist clitoris then separated her vaginal lips. When he began wiping her rectum with his finger Mary looked up and moaned. Suddenly Allen stood and offered the soap bar to Mary and whispered, "Your turn."
Mary was so drunk on Allen she had to think about how she was going to bath the beautiful man and after she gathered her bearings she squat behind him, gently kissed his buttocks then began massaging the firm round blobs of warm flesh using the soap bubbles as her massage medium. When she was finished covering his buttocks with soap she felt a strong urge to slip her fingers in his butt crack and wipe his rectum with her fingers. When Allen felt Mary touching his rectum he leaned forward and placed his hands on the shower wall, separated his feet and whispered, "Lick it."
Mary wasn't concerned Allen's skin was covered with soap bubbles when she leaned forward and forced her face between his tight buttocks. She grabbed the front of his thighs and pulled his hips backward while she pressed her tongue into the warm hole.
"Oh Mary," whispered Allen then he dropped his head as he felt his penis respond to the sensation behind him. Mary began encircling Allen's thighs until her palms where against his lower back then she slid them down and gripped Allen's buttocks and she began licking his rectum with the tip of her tongue. Mary became so overwhelmed with the sensation she began urinating.
As if a strange force attacked her, Mary slid her left hand around Allen's hip until it found Allen's erect penis. She began gently and slowly stroking the long warm organ. The suddenly Allen twitched then turned around. She looked up beyond his penis and saw his arms reach down, "Stand up," commanded Allen.
After Mary stood Allen opened the shower door and said with a gruff voice, "Just go to the bedroom, forget the towels."
As Mary silently walked toward the bathroom door Allen studied her show-white buttocks and felt a stunning shiver penetrate his spine. "Wait for me there," said Allen as he opened the medicine cabinet.
As Mary walked down the long hallway she began breathing hard and she felt a strong urge to keep going as her heartbeat throbbed in her ears. "Mica will never believe this," Mary whispered as she felt her nerves tingle.
When Mary stepped into Allen's bedroom her mind began to think of any passage she ever read about a woman being sodomized, but she couldn't recall any then suddenly she recalled a movie she had seen recently titled; 'Nymphomaniac - Vol I' and a shiver ran up her spine. She recalled the girl's virginity lost scene and felt she was about to receive the same treatment but Mary wasn't afraid, "I want this to happen to me ... I just have to know," whispered Mary as she scanned Allen's neatly made bed. Suddenly she felt a warm sensation behind her, then Allen's strong grip on her shoulders.
"Step over to the edge of the bed and bend over," whispered Allen with low growl in her ear.
Silently Mary stepped forward, dropped to her knees then draped her torso over the bed and placed her arms above her head on the mattress. As her breathing intensified she felt Allen's calves brush her thighs and his strong hands grip her hips and yank her upward until her pelvis was at the edge of the bed. Then she felt his calves between hers and he pushed her legs apart with a snap of his legs. She looked up at the headboard with her chin pressed into the sheet and recalled what Mica had told her. When Allen's tongue pressed gently against her rectum she twitched then she felt a hard hand smack her buttock and she reached to feel her skin.
"Don't," growled Allen as he slapped her hand away.
Mary quickly snapped her arm above her head, pressed her face into the sheet and waited. A moment later she felt a cool substance being buttered across her rectum by powerful fingers. Mary began to understand she was where she wanted to be and her choice of male was perfect. There were no sounds to announce the advance of what was about to happen. No words were spoken or written to read and Mary finally realized the reality of her moment then she felt a calm overwhelm her.
When Mary began to feel the pressure in her rectum of the tip of Allen's erection she exhaled and moisture began to fill her nostrils. As the pressure became intense Mary gripped the sheet with her fingers and felt her body bounce as Allen drove his fists unto the mattress to support his torso. Silently the room became a dungeon not restricted to pain. Although she wanted to scream her pleasure, Mary remained silent as Allen rocked his hips with his hard erection reaming her rectum.
She closed her eyes and she began consuming the man above her while her inner muscles reached a pleasure pain level beyond comprehension. Suddenly she felt a strong urge to plead with Allen to fuck her harder, but she resisted. Her body was so overwhelmed she began to sweat. When Allen started moaning Mary knew his pleasure level had reached where he wanted to be but she didn't recognize the howling voice. She turned her head to her left then pulled her left fist to her mouth and started sucking her thumb for the first time in years. She closed her eyes and as her hips bounced on the edge of the bed she began to cry inside without a whimper to hint at her happiness.
Suddenly Allen growled and his body stiffened pressing Mary's hips hard into the mattress. She felt his penis twitch inside her and she knew her bowels were being pumped with Allen's semen. When the pressure somewhat subsided she felt Allen lift off her body then she felt her buttocks being smacked once each. The warm sensation felt like a command to move, but Mary waited for her next order.
"Get up and sit on the edge of the bed, I need to have a talk with you," commanded Allen with a low growl.
As semen oozed from Mary's rectum she eased her body to a kneeing position, slowly stood, turned then sat down never looking at Allen. Her breathing became her only hope of feeling anything other than the dull pain in her rectum. She gripped the edge of the bed at either side and as close to her hips as possible then looked up.
Allen lowered his body to a kneel then rocked back on his heels with his hands on his knees then he scanned Mary's eyes from one to the other and as he slowly shook his head he said softly, "Not a tear, nor a whimper, or even a word spoken in pain or in pleasure ... Jesus, what kind of woman are you?"
After glancing at the red 02:14:15:11:54:04 on the face of the odd digital clock on the dresser behind Allen, Mary reached out to touch his face. Then with the backs of her fingers she gently smoothed his unshaven cheek and gazed deep into his gorgeous blue eyes pleading for Allen to understand the answer to his question then she said softly, "a virgin woman in love." |
Rachelle has been the eye of my sexual desire since we were teens. My mother married a distant cousin of hers and being a family big on parties we saw each other all the time. As we got older the teasing and joking turned sexual. Rachelle was a bombshell. Blue eyes, blonde hair, great legs a smile that would light up the darkest night. I went to visit her at college hoping it would lead to us finally hooking up. Turns out I would spend the weekend with her best friend. You can read bout that in my story called "wanted one but got another."
As we grew up, we remained close. We hung out, were in each others weddings- the whole nine. With age came life- work, kids, and all the other issues that come along with being an adult At one point, I had left my wife and Rachelle and her husband separated. She was still a bombshell. We talked all the time about sex and whatever else.
One day I text her while she was at work, just checking in. She tells me it's funny I messaged her as she had a dream about me the night before. We both had dreams with each other in them before. Not like this one though. For the record I tried hard over the years to get Rachelle in bed. Never even got close. She proceeds to tell me about her dream basically being us fucking. I remind her that she is the reason that dream hasn't come true and she admits to it- expressing she wants to change that. We set up a date for me to stop at her house.
As the days count down to Rachelle and I finally having our fun I give her a few instructions. I've seen Rachelle be very aggressive with life and have heard that she scared a buddy of mine with her aggressiveness with just kissing. I wanted to make sure Rachelle knew I was going to be controlling her and she was going to enjoy it. I inform her that she is to wear a dress. No panties, no bra. I know Rachelle has at least a DD set of tits. No matter what she wears you can see they are big tits. No hiding that. I leave those as the only instructions.
I pull into the drive way like it's just another day hanging out. I walk in the side door and she is waiting for me. Standing there in her grey dress. I grab her by the throat and push her into the wall. She grunts as she slams against it. My lips quickly cover hers and my tongue pushes its way into her mouth. My hand still on her throat squeezing as we make out. As we continue our battle of tongues I reach up with my free hand squeezing her tits. She moans softly into my mouth. Her nipples hard poking my hand through the thin fabric of the dress.
I let go of her throat and take a step back. I grab her hand and head to the couch. I push her to the couch and she sits up quickly reaching for my shorts. She pulls my shorts and boxers down and my cock springs free. Quickly her mouth is on my cock. Her lips wrapped around my shaft. Her tongue swirling around the head. She begins sucking my cock. Her aggressive nature shows again as she continues to work her mouth up and down my cock. I move to sit in the couch. My cock never leaving her mouth, she moves with me.
Kneeling beside me she continues to suck my cock. I pull her tits out the top of her dress. They are even bigger than I thought. 38DDD tits hanging there swaying back and forth as she pumps my cock into her mouth as if she is starving. I pinch one of her nipples between my finger and thumb. She moans sending waves through my cock yo my body. It's clear she loves her tits and nipples played with.
I slide my hand down her side pulling her dress up. Reaching between her legs I find her pussy. Wet and sticky with a desire to be filled. I slide a finger into her waiting pussy pushing the length of my finger Inside if her. It's a dream come true as my finger begins to work inside her pussy. Her mouth still working my cock. I warn her if she doesn't stop I'm going to cum. She quickly pulls my cock from her mouth and straddles me.
My is cock sticking straight in the air and dripping with her spit. She doesn't waste time as she quickly lines it up with her pussy and the head of my cock slips between her wet sticky pussy lips. My cock pushes through and is buried deep inside her warmth. She moans loud as she sinks herself onto my cock. As she begins to grind back and forth on my cock she kisses me hard, forcing her tongue into my mouth. She begins to rock faster and faster. My hands find her massive tits and being squeezing as hard as I can. She lets out another loud moan. As she grinds on my dick she starts breathing harder and hard. My hands are still working her tits, squeezing them like stress balls, pinching and rolling her nipples. I grab one and pull it to my mouth, taking her nipple between my teeth. Biting it softly, I flick my tongue back and forth over her hard nipple.
Just like that, she is cumming!! Her hips start bucking wildly "Oh fuck yes. Oh fuck. Oh god... oh god... Fucking yes!" She yells as she cums on my cock. Her pussy juices flood the inside of her, adding to my pleasure. As her pussy tightens at the height of her orgasm, I begin to shoot my load deep inside of her. Still breathing hard, she sits on top of me kissing me while we both try to catch our breath.
After a few moments she slides off me, fixing her dress. She goes to the bathroom as do I. We grab a cold drink from the fridge and shoot the shit for a while just hanging out and watching tv. About an hour has passed since I unload the first load into Rachelle's pussy. I've waited too many years to only get it once. As we sit in the couch tormenting each other I tell her if she doesn't stop
I'm going to gag her then fuck her ass. She laughed informing me she doesn't really have a gag reflex. With that said, I get my cock out of my shorts.
As I get my hardening cock free of my shorts, Rachelle slides to the floor. I instruct her to take her dress off. For the first time seeing her totally naked. Her tits even as massive as they are being 38 DDD sit firm and perky on her chest. Her pussy shaved bald. She kneels in front of me pulling my shorts off. As she pulls the to my feet i take my shirt off. Both of us naked in her living room dying to touch each other.
I sit on the couch spreading my legs slightly, allowing Rachelle to slide between them. SHe never takes her eyes off me as she takes my cock into her mouth. She rested her arms just above my knees and held my shaft firmly in her hand before she started to twist and stroke my shaft. Her head stays still as she works her tongue around the head of my cock like I'm a lollipop. Her tits pressed against my legs. Her hard nipples sliding back and forth from her stroking my cock. I love the feel of her bare tits against my skin.
As she continues to please me with her mouth she looks up. We lock eyes- as if looking into each other's minds reading our dirty desires. I love the feeling of her mouth working my cock but I need to be back inside her pussy. She needs me back I side her pussy. She gives my cock a finally tongue trashing and lets go of my shaft as she stands up. She climbs onto the couch facing the back of it. Her ass sticking out in the air. I stand up quickly and get behind her.
I reach down grabbing my cock and take a step forward. My cock head slips right into her well lubercated pussy. Her juices mixed with the load I fired into her just a short time ago. I push my cock hard into her. She moans again as I force the length of my cock into her tight pussy. I reach up and grab her throat, squeezing it as I fuck her from behind. Slamming into her as hard as I can, pushing her into the couch with each trust. My balls banging off her clit. Her hands squeezing her tits. Her moans now mix with screams as she cums on my cock again. I keep pounding into her as her pussy tries to squeeze my cock like a snake squeezes it's prey. I tighten my grip on her throat.
"You love being my slut don't you?" I ask as I pound into her.
"Yes" she moans.
"You love my big cock fucking your tight pussy don't you?" I ask. Fucking her as hard as I can.
"God, yes. I'm your slut. Do whatever you want to me" she squeaks out as my cock continues to hammer away at her now dripping wet pussy.
I slam my cock into her shaking body 2-3 more times before staying deep inside her. For the second time today my balls unload a massive amount of cum deep inside Rachelle's pussy. As I pull my cock from her she falls to the couch. I slide over presenting my cock to her face. She hungrily takes it into her mouth sucking me dry.
As we get dressed we discus our next play date. We've waited so long for this to happen, so we're not going to stop anytime soon.
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What a fucking hot day to be doing this. It was sweltering. The middle of goddamn July, and Julie was here, suspended 21 floors up, hanging here, washing pigeon shit off windows. But worse still, most of these were windows that were actually clean already. So she was really suspended 21 floors up, cleaning clean windows and waiting for the day to end. Well, at least she was making good hazard pay, get tanned, and could stay away from desks and politics. Her squeegee dipped into the bucket.
This squeegee had cleaned a few windows, a select few, with strange and wild things going on behind them. Julie had seen a few things during her nearly three years at this job. Nothing she was particularly thankful for having seen though. The freakiest was a fat guy with hairy shoulders in a pink nightie. Mostly she saw the recluses who didn't go out to their elevators to notice the signs up saying that their windows would be washed that day. So they left the blinds up.
Julie lowered herself on her suspended platform down to the 20th floor. She began to wash a window with her energetic stroking style when something caught her eye. There was a bit of glare so she had to look deeply into the glass to make sure she was staring at what it looked like at first. She drew breath sharply and felt her legs begin to shake and tingle. Yes, that was most definitely what it had looked like at first glance!
Behind the thin windowpane, there was a young perky tender white ass. A young man's ass, perhaps a man in his early 20s. And he was lying on his belly, with the hot sun baking him through the window. His pale skin was glowing. He had buried his face in his pillows, turned away from the window, and his right arm was buried too. But it was his left arm that drew Julie's gaze. She realized that her throat had suddenly started to feel very dry in the heat. She swallowed hard and stared unflinchingly into the room.
The young man was there, holding a big blue plastic cock, and using it to freely explore his tiny hole. His thighs were spread wide apart and lying flat on the bed, his knees were bent and his feet were kicking carefree in the air. He was delicately but hungrily allowing this plastic dick to penetrate his tight orifice.
Under her overalls, Julie felt a surge of excited juices. Her pussy was on fire with interest in the scene. Now here was finally the type of intense erotic shit she had once dreamed of witnessing on this job, a fantasy she had actually forgotten about altogether. She felt parched. Time to get a drink!
Julie raised her platform back up to the roof and got off, trying to guess the room number. 2019, she though, it would have to be 2019.
She knew only one thing: to hell with windows, right now she needed to find her way into that bed and help that young man to get fucked! The lucky thing was that she had her car parked in the garage under the building. And she had her bag in the trunk of her beat-up burgundy car. And in her bag she always carried her other harness. Not the work one, but the one she used to hold her plastic cock in place while she fucked.
The elevator came right away and took her straight to the garage. The ride seemed long but the doors didn't open even once until P2 where her car was. Everything was lining up just right for her to fuck this sweet young man. She only hoped he wouldn't cum before she got there! In the elevator on the way back up Julie kept repeating to herself, "Please don't cum. Please don't cum."
She knocked at his door with a degree of boldness that surprised and impressed her. After all, she hadn't even seen this guy's face, and she had no idea who else was in the apartment with him! There was no answer at first.
After a second knock and a long and agonizing pause she heard rustling. Eventually the owner of 2019 came to the door in an over-sized bathrobe made of a dark green fuzzy material. He was a strikingly handsome young brunet with nice lips and quiet eyes. Julie noticed that they were about the same height and similar in build as well, both lean but muscular. Her shoulders were perhaps more toned than his, but he might have won in an arm wrestle.
"Hi! I'm doing windows in the building and I need to get at a spot inside for you. It'll only take a minute," she explained, raising her squeegee and shaking it with a smile.
"OK, come on in," he replied, stepping aside.
As the door closed she took his hand lightly and led him to the bedroom, babbling the whole way about having seen a spot from the outside of the window that she just couldn't leave alone. He came with her calmly and without saying a word.
He stood close to her by the window, beside the bed, and she dipped her squeegee into her bucket and made as if to go for the window, but let it splash on him instead, just below where his robe was tied. She dropped into a crouch at once and began to dry him with her cloth. Very soon there was a noticeable bulge in the front of this heavy dark green robe that was the final invitation she had been searching out. Julie parted the robe with her fingers very slowly and, looking up, never taking her eyes away from his, let her hand slip inside and lightly run along the side of his organ.
"What's your name?" Julie inquired.
"Rob," he answered quickly.
She pulled his robe fully open and began to kiss and caress his thighs.
"Nice to meet you Rob," she replied between kisses, working one of his big dangling balls into her mouth and very gently sucking it out farther from his body, getting it wet with her saliva.
Her mouth came up from Rob's balls, her tongue out and making a small squiggly trail along the side of his stiffness. Before she reached the mouth watering head of his cock she withdrew all the way off of him. Smiling up into his cool excited eyes, in a moment her mouth again found the base of his shaft. After a few approaches toward the head, Rob began to squirm and buck his hips. He reached out to grab handfuls of hair and force his dick into a warm waiting mouth. Julie sucked him slowly and deliciously, never letting him get enough of himself into her mouth to fully fuck her face, always taking him back out, observing him, smiling deviously.
She sucked his cock while humming, she blew on the tip and made it cool. She pressed it up against her cheek and jerked the base with her hand while her mouth worked on the rest of him. As she gave his dick the attention it needed she slid her warm fingers quietly back between Rob's legs. He spread them apart right away, anticipating her move and inviting it. A finger discovered a well lubed asshole and was up inside immediately with no resistance. So she added a second finger, as she continued to suck Rob's throbbing dick.
He moaned loudly and begged her to finger his ass faster. She could tell that he wanted to cum, he was desperate for it, so she took the wet cock out of her mouth and slowly extracted her fingers from Rob's ass and stood up.
Then she said, "Now Rob, I'm not just gonna let you finish that easily. Get on the bed and spread your legs for me."
Rob tore the covers off of his bed and tossed them to the floor before springing onto his back with his stiff dick bobbing in the sunshine that streamed in through the window. Julie stood and undressed slowly, letting her large breasts fall from her bra sensually and laughing at Rob's eager smile and hungry eyes. She stood and took her pants off, leaning forward from the waist so that Rob would get a good view of her fit muscular calves and her firm, wide, strong thighs. She was striking. She then turned so that Rob could see her firm ass, the pussy lips between it as she bent, and even the little mound of pubic hair that topped her pussy. She opened her little bag and out came a black harness and a big old vibrating dick, both longer and thicker than the one Rob had been using to fuck himself earlier.
Julie turned to him and said, "Before you get to cum, you have to take my dick baby. Can you do that for me?"
A look of concern or perhaps just astonishment danced across Rob's face as he registered this request and at the next thing he saw, a bag opening and an impressively large dildo being taken out.
But he was not fazed. He simply responded with, "Yeah I think I can do that for you," and relaxed back onto the bed, looking up at the ceiling and waiting.
Julie slipped her legs into the harness and tightened it around her. She took her bottle out and generously lubed up her impressive package. Then she got onto the bed on top of Rob. She studied his face. He really was handsome and sweet looking, somehow like she'd imagined from the window having only seen his ass. She held her cock firmly in one hand and positioned the tip up against Rob's waiting asshole. He was nice and loosened up and he breathed deeply as she inserted the first inch.
"How do you like my cock baby?" she inquired.
"It's so much cock. I feel so full. But I want more."
She kept delicately thrusting forward, five, then six, seven, eight, and finally at last, all nine inches and her grey silicone balls where pressed right up firmly against Rob's ass cheeks.
"Oh fuck me! It's so big!" Rob groaned with stunned pleasure rolling his head loosely from one left to right on the bed.
"Just take your time with it. Let it fill you up," Julie said, as she leaned in to kiss Rob's mouth for the first time. Their lips played wetly and passionately. Their tongues touched each other in a light and sparing and juicy way. Then their mouths parted and Julie ground her hips powerfully in a circle against her new man friend's ass. He let out a soft long moan and his head raised up to look and then collapsed back onto the bed. Julie could tell he was quickly losing control, anything she wanted to do to him now, he was ready and would let her. She was fantastically turned on by her position over this man and by the powerful vibrations hitting her clit and sending her waves of joy.
Rob was more turned on than he could remember ever having been. The pleasures were overpowering. Coursing through his gut. A panicked horniness. Warm and tickly and then ice cold in alternation. In jolts of passion. He felt himself trembling with openness for this new experience. Loving how little control he had left. Submitting to what was happening to him.
Rob's cock was not big but it was straight and well formed. His erection was firm. But as he continued to get fucked, and as his ass opened up, his dick began to relax too. Soon it fell limp against his relatively hairless stomach. It was refreshing for him to be so turned on without being hard.
Julie lifted Rob's legs over her shoulders and positioned a pillow under his lower back. Her hips came upwards, fucking her massive vibrator up into the walls of Rob's ass. She was giving it to him with short firm strokes, and for his part, Rob was taking it and pleading for more. He had always wanted to try getting a big dick like this up his ass, receiving as much as his body could possibly handle. And it was just as sweet as he had dreamed it would be. He couldn't have asked for anything else.
Every now and then he would reach down and rub his hand back and forth on his limp dick for a moment, remembering the sensations there while the rest of him got pleasured too. He caressed and squeezed his loaded hairless balls. When he took his hand away again he could watch as his whole manhood was bounced around by the strong push of the fake cock he was receiving. Deep up his ass he watched the grey dick as it disappeared and emerged anew.
Julie pulled her dick out and sat down on the edge of the bed, taking Rob's hand and inviting him to straddle her. Staring intently at the enticing vibrations of the cock he mounted it, facing Julie, and got two big handfuls of sweet soft tit. He descended gingerly but with confidence, spreading his ass for her once more and slowly swallowing her shaft up into himself.
As he ground himself around on her lap, Rob got even more lost in the depth of the experience, turning helplessly hot and horny. He kissed Julie's lips fiercely, attacked her neck, and then found her large sweet breasts, sucking the small dark rings of her nipples into his mouth and biting them with passion. This, together with the vibrations, was more than she could bare, and Julie had the afternoon's first orgasm, her hips rubbing and squirming to get her clit crushed right up against the base of the vibrating cock, to press her orgasm into being, up out of her groin and shooting throughout her body. She shook as if she were at the end of the world and falling.
Seeing her cum like this drove Rob insane, he started to tug on his cock furiously, while increasing his pace on Julie's cock, sliding up and down the gigantic shaft as if it were nothing. The stimulation was so intense and coming from so many places at once that he could barely tell when he was close, until suddenly he spurted. A small stream of cum fired out of Rob's rigid dick and splashed across Julie's face as her own orgasm continued, became too sensitive, backed off, and then exploded again into a second even stronger than the first. Rob's semen continued to fire into the air, landing all across Julie's neck and left breast. They came together hard. She slapped his ass firmly and dug her fingers into the cheek as he stoked himself and finished, throwing his head back, shouting and panting.
At last Rob was spent, his hard-on quickly melting away again, leaving a small soft penis bouncing once more from the movements of the massive cock pumping behind it. In a moment Julie was finally content, exhausted, and ready to turn her dick off for a while and collapse on the bed. She unfastened her harness and lay beside Rob, running her fingers along in his hair, and scratching at his scalp. |
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