It has been loudly whispered that Uncle George’s wife Crystal used to be a las Vegas nude dancer who also went out with paying customers, infact it was also rumored that uncle George himself paid her 500 bucks on their first sex. Well, that was 10 years ago. Now they have two girls and living comfortably with Uncle’s high paying job as an engineer. They have a huge luxurious house with a lot of expensive ornaments. Uncle always oppose her classy life style yet couldn’t afford to divorce her as she was the best fucker there is, it was said. It was also rumored she had an affair once during uncle’s annual head office meetings out of state but he is so dumb he couldn’t live without her, she’s so good in bed, uncle is afraid he can’t find someone who can fuck him that good, so it was patch up. She is so gorgeous with blonde hair, seductively beautiful face, firm tits and excelent thighs and legs, with skin so creamy and juicy and smooth, even if she is 30 years old I wouldn’t trade her for a 16 year ager.

But I didn’t have any iota of ambition to fuck her as I grew up a losser. At 15 I was overweight and conscoius of my figure becoming a little bit introvert and shy. I’ve been the butt of jokes among all the cousins having no girlfriend. Our family being republican and religiously conservative, I have not even seen a naked woman before. Pornography is always checked by the matriarchs, mom and granma. One day my luck would change though.

There was a big family gathering and as usual uncle George and family stayed isolated in the corner not wanting to join the group. Ever since they were married they were conscious that the conservative family dislike aunty Crystal. I was talking with my teenage cousin in the back yard and again I was the fatso butt of their laughters. From a distance Uncle George and Aunty Crystal gestured me to come to them. “Well, just right. I was looking for someone to accompany your aunty and the kids while I’ll be gone to Florida for the annual summer summit”. I pretended to be hesitant, “uncle I have school”. “I’ts not that far from here, ride your bike and loss some weight, besides it’s weekend, I’ll leave on Friday and be back on Tuesday, come’on I’ll buy you more nintendos and play station”. Well I agreed. To uncle’s mind Aunty is safe with me. I’m just an overweight kid who don’t know how to fuck and I’m a deterent to possible predators who might take advantage of his absence. Naturally my cousins upon hearing about it were very envy of me to be staying with the most gorgeous lady in the world. But what can I do, Uncle think they are harmful while I’m harmless.

The glorious day I’ve been waiting for had arrive, Friday evening. Mom who dropped me was a little weary, as if saying ‘what if this ex whore would seduce his little fat boy, but bah, why should she among all the handsome guys in the world’. Mom speeded away and the thrill began, I entered the house, the door was left open for me. Nothing happened that night and I went to sleep dreaming that Aunty Crystal came to my room and sucked my dick. Morning had broken and I went down stairs and eat the food in the table presuming it was for me. The kids were still up in bed but someone was cleaning the pool. I went out to check, and found out my prayers were ansered. Aunty was working on the plants by the pool side lefting them to a table to trim there roots, and believe it or not whe was topless with only her shorts on. Her tits was delicious, firm and look tasty, my first time to see live boobs, her nipple was sharp and pinkish. “Sydney, you have eaten your breakfast?” “Yes aunty” I replied. “Then come help me here” Obviously she wasn’t trying to seduce me. She was just comfortable that way and ignored me, the harmless fatso.

After working n the pool we brought the kids to the malls and the movies as it was a saturday. Then we went back home. I couldn’t believe my luck, she started stripping her clothes while talking to me in the living room. She took off her blouse then her skirt then, “Sidney could you help me with this please, kinda tight” she said gesturing me to unhook her bra as she turned around giving me her back. I immidiately jumped at the opportunity, perhaps this is my lucky day and she would fuck me. I unhooked her bra slowly savoring the smoothness if her skin being so close to her in that stuation. “Are you hungry again? your hands are trembling” she said almost laughing. She went to her room, as she climbed the stairs she looked at me “I’ll put the kids to sleep and I’ll come down, wait here, it’s warm today, how about a dip in the zakuzi?” she said. Just hearing her talk like that hardened my dick. I’ve been trying hard not to jerk off believeing it causes me to grow fater as I’ll jerk off the protein and became hungry again eating more fats. An hour later she came down in her bathrobe. We went to the outdoor Zakuzi and she took off her robe. She had her bikini thing but without tops and once again I’m enjoying the sight of her gorgeous tits. I was embarrased to take off my shirt with my boxer shorts and dip in the zakuzi with her. We talked about just anything while she zip some champaign. We shared a lot of our disappointments in life, her past regrets and my wieght problem and lack of girlfriend and curiousity about relationships and all theose stuff. I can sense that she had pittied me as I also pittied her, well my thought of a possible mercy fucking didn’t happened that night though. We went to sleep after that.

Now it was Sunday, no church this time and Mom scolded me on the phone as I was too tired and didn’t come down when they picked me up earlier and Aunty sided with me saying I’m excused for just this Sunday. I can tell Aunty sympathized with my pittyful condition, but would she fucked me out of pity? Then as we were in the park, the kids playing she sat next to me. “Sidney I’ve been thinking, you can overcome your troubles specially your shyness and curiousity and get some respect if you’ll open up a bit and get some experience in life, watch some porno films and maybe learn to to to masturbate, it’s helpful, then get a girlfriend and assert yourself, don’t let people bully you around”. I was a little bit embarrased yet my dick quickly responded almost tearing my pants. “But who should I ask to be my girlfriend Aunty?” “I’ll surely be glad to have one even for only a day” I said. “Are you hinting on me Sidney, huh, for a day, maybe” she smiled. To be continued.

“The Rookie” is Part One of the sexual story of my life. I am purging my
soul. Telling of my past transgressions is part of my repentance.
Forgive me father, for I have sinned.

I was physically ready for the big show when I became a teenager, but not
mentally. That took a few more years after puberty. Call me a late
bloomer. The life of a baseball rookie is practice, practice, practice.
Me too. My girlfriends and I didn’t play paper dolls, we played make
believe sex. Do you have any idea what slumber parties are really all
about?

Her name was Melissa and she became my best friend from fifth grade until
she moved away when we both were sweet sixteen. We made it through
Brownies, Girl Scouts and our first periods together. We had our fingers
in each other’s tight little pussy from the day our boobies began to bud.
In junior high Melissa went from being called “the stick” to being revered
as “the rack attack.” And I measured each inch of her incredibly rapid
progress with my mouth.

In our school a sort of black market in sex toys developed. Very expensive
but well worth the investment. Melissa and I shared a Loving Touch
Vibrator that measured eight inches long and had a nice big head. But
despite having the proper equipment, our favorite activity remained licking
each other right on the hot spot. There is much to be said about being
able to feel and taste your best pal cum. The only experience we were
really not able to simulate real well was sucking cock. But we watched
plenty of blow jobs on the internet, took notes and described to each other
exactly what we would do when the opportunity arose for the first time.

I cried for weeks when Melissa moved away. Things got worse. All my
girlfriends had done the deed except for me. I felt like a leper. But I
didn’t lie about it. What’s the point? I mean, you can tell can’t you?
So I’m like an old maid, eighteen years old, and the most I ever gave a guy
was a little tit. Well, under extreme pressure, I did give several guys a
hand job. There is only so much being drooled upon one can stand. A
little jerking motion kept them off my ass at least for a little while. I
don’t know why they liked me doing it for them better than them doing it for
themselves. Never in my car again though. Stains everywhere. I think
guys should wear a condom even when they are getting jerked off.

Josh showed up at school the day after Christmas vacation in my senior year
of high school. A transfer student. His mother had died several years
before and his father worked for a major oil company and got sent to the Mid
East. So Josh came to live with his grandparents in my home town.

Naturally the only seat in homeroom is right behind me at the end of the
second row. Josh totally ignored me. Well, I was no fashion plate and
wore baggy jeans, a flannel shirt and braided hair most of the time. No
make up. After school I went to the beauty shop to get a new do and the
next day I wore the tightest jeans I owned. You know, the kind that takes
fifteen minutes of wiggling and pulling to get into. I wore my favorite
red sweater with no bra. When I looked at Josh the tips of my nipples got
so erect I thought they just might pop through the material. He still
ignored me.

The rumors flew that Josh was some sort of incredible baseball player. He
looked like an athlete to me and guess what indoor contact sport I had in
mind. Ten minutes after he made his appearance in home room, I had gotten
up from my seat and told the teacher I was sick and going to see my doctor.
Which I did. I went to see my older sister, at the time an intern at a
local hospital. She had told me a hundred times to come and see her when I
thought I was ready. You know, birth control pills.

Weeks passed. I made “goo goo” eyes at Josh and he looked right past me.
Well, he seemed to ignore all the other girls as well. I began to wonder
if he could be gay. Then came Valentine’s Day and I was in love. But
nobody knew it, especially not the focus of my romantic attention and the
proximate cause of my wet panties

Lass class before lunch was calculus. Class ended, I’m eating lunch in the
cafeteria and I couldn’t find my calculus notebook. I went back to the
classroom and opened the door. Much to my surprise there is Josh. They
didn’t hear me. He and Mrs. Henry, the
thirty-something divorced teacher of calculus and certain other subjects
that are difficult to swallow.

Talk about getting a heart on for Valentine’s Day. Mrs. Henry was sucking
Josh’s cock. It was huge! She could only get about half of it in her
mouth. I watched, I couldn’t help it. They didn’t notice me. To make a
long story short, he came all over her face and she looked like a ghost.
Turning my way to reach a box of tissues on her desk, she saw me and
shrieked. I turned like five shades of red. Josh stared me right in the
eye and winked. I started stammering and then just grabbed my notebook and
ran out. I never said a word about the incident to anyone. I swear!

Another week passed and Josh kept right on ignoring me. But then one
fateful morning in homeroom, he started playing with my hair. Nobody
noticed. He gently massaged my neck and shoulders with one hand. Chills
ran up and down my spine. My lips quivered and that isn’t all that began
to pulsate. I didn’t know what to do so I didn’t do anything. I just
pretended nothing was happening. So then we moved on to classes and I got
a couple of hours to cool off.

I didn’t see Josh again until lunch. He brown bagged it. Stupid me, I
asked, “So what are you eating today?” You know, making conversation.

Josh looked at me with those big brown bedroom eyes and said, “You, I hope.”
I fainted. I frigging fainted right there in the middle of the cafeteria.

When I finally woke up in the nurse’s office thanks to smelling salts, I
sought out Josh. I informed him he could have me for breakfast, lunch,
dinner and snacks in between. Hey, it took guts to say that but why beat
around the bush? I also told him my first time was not going to be in the
backseat of a car. So we plotted our first evening (and morning) together.
I know this sex stuff is supposed to be spontaneous but the hell with
that. Josh basically did what he wanted but I had doting parents to
contend with. My sister the doctor figured out how to shake me loose. I
guess she felt filling up my tank might negate some of my neuroses. I
mean, I suffered from high anxiety over being a virgin.

My sister got us a room at a motel twenty-five miles away. Josh picked me
up about
1:00 P.M. that fateful Saturday afternoon in a 1965 Ford Mustang
convertible. Dark green, black top and a stick shift. Convertibles turn
me on, among other things. His grandfather restored classic cars and had a
barn full that could just make you wet your panties. Anyway, we arrived at
the inn of double happiness and all we had to do was open the door because
my sister already gave me the key. Awesome Jacuzzi!

Right away I started to get cold feet. I knew I was going to do the deed
this day but not just yet. We had plans to go to my cousin’s wedding
reception about 6:00 P.M. I asked Josh if we could go for a ride and get
some food and a six-pack. My sister had given me her I.D. and we could
always pass for twins anyway.

Quite the beautiful day for late February, sunny and about sixty degrees.
The top comes down. No, not mine. That would come later. We just
cruised around and passed a recreation area with basketball courts. I had
noticed a basketball in the back seat. I suggested we stop and play.

I knew Josh had heard I could play. Pictures of me and last year’s team
hung all over the school. I didn’t play my senior year. We had won the
state championship the previous year, most of my teammates had graduated and
the coach left for another job. I didn’t feel like starting all over and
decided to concentrate on better preparing myself for college. I could
have cared less about a basketball scholarship because I had my own money,
thanks to my late very wealthy grandfather who adored me.

We got on the court and began to shoot around. Then I said to Josh, “Let’s
play one on one.” No guy in my school could beat me.

Josh responded, “Okay, what do you want to play for?”

I had gotten pretty cocky right about then, so I said, “If I win, you teach
me how to drive that Mustang stick. If you win, I’ll give you a blow job.”
He flung the ball at me and told me to take it out first.

Fifteen minutes later he is winning 16 to 4 and he mostly let me have my two
hoops. Meanwhile these two really tall guys started shooting at the other
end, and mouthing off about Josh’s competition–me. He got pissed and
challenged them, you know, us versus them. Josh drilled three from more
than twenty-five feet and when they double-teamed him he fed me two for
lay-ups. Then he told me to throw one up close to the rim and he crammed
it. These two dudes, who meanwhile had zero points, got humble real quick
and asked him if he played in the NBA or something. And Josh was supposed
to be a baseball player. Oh my. Anyway, so we all said that’s enough and
parted friendly.

We went to leave and Josh told me to get behind the wheel and he gave me a
couple quick start and stop lessons. I got the hang of it real fast. We
got back to the room and were so sweaty we decided to get in the Jacuzzi.
I had already seen some of him, due to the private calculus lesson, so he
wasn’t shy about taking his clothes off. Yeow! He looked even better and
bigger with nothing on. I made him cover his eyes when I took my clothes
off. I think he peeked though because he commented, after I was submerged
but for my head, about my exquisite breasts.

And then he kissed me. Actually, he first moved close and put his arm
around me and nibbled my ear. Then my neck. He kissed me so sweetly.
And then he grabbed me by the back of my wet stringy hair and kissed me
hard. I was engulfed by this face and tongue and lips and I loved it. I
knew I was acting a little limp but I couldn’t hardly help it. I felt like
screaming, “Would you please fuck me, would you please just fuck me and end
my misery?” And my virginity. Talk about a cross to bear.

Josh’s hands started to move downward. I rose up out of the water to my
navel. He licked the water from my breasts, going around and around my
nipples with his tongue, and gently rubbing the tips with his fingers. I
shivered convulsively despite the very warm water. Steamy in fact.

Then he put his hand on the inside of my thigh. Sigh. He put his finger
inside me and found just the right spot. I had to think he had done this
before. I’m on fire and my pubic bone is pounding against his hand. Talk
about getting off to a quick start. I panted and moaned and my heart
hammered like it might pop right out. And then it happened. I screamed,
I mean, I screamed! Must have heard me miles away. Like I could help it.
Best orgasm I had to date in my young life, but I anticipated even better
would soon come. I laid my head on Josh’s should for a few minutes to
collect my senses.

Then I told him to stand up. He looked like something you could hang
clothes on, and I’m thinking that thing is going inside me? Kind of like
Shaq trying to put on Bob Costas’ shoes. So I got my left hand at the
base, my right hand on the middle, and I still had plenty of room for my
mouth. I moved my hands and my mouth and of course I wasn’t talking. I
think that’s what turned him on the most–me not talking.

Pausing from sucking and stroking for a moment, I told him I never did this
before so feel free to make suggestions for improvement. He didn’t so I
must have been doing okay. I wondered what it would taste like. I liked
it. I mean, I loved it! Hey, caviar and clams have a distinctive taste,
don’t they? Back then, when I was a rookie, I couldn’t get all of his
hugeness in my mouth. I often have pondered since if I could now mouth it
all due to my diligent study of deep-throating techniques.

After I swallowed what seemed like gallons, and I’m sure I looked like a
chipmunk at times, Josh picked me up and carried me to the bed. I jumped
up and screamed, “No, no, no! We have to go to the wedding reception.”
As if! There was no way I was going to smooch the love of my life until I
brushed my teeth and gargled with Listerine.

I slipped on this green strapless low cut cocktail dress my sister the
doctor loaned me. She smugly claimed she got lucky every time she wore it.
She said she paid $500 for it and made me promise to keep it clean, no
cum stains. And I had to wear the high heels. I looked like the Jolly
Green Giant. But Josh still stood a little taller than me. Thank you
Lord for small favors.

As soon as we got to the reception I, of course, immediately excused myself
to powder my nose since I really hadn‘t had much time to get ready. I
looked in the mirror and I had sucker bites all over my neck! I used all
the powder and I don’t think there was any on my nose. And my hair! Oh
my, what could I do with this? But when I went back out everybody asked
where I got my hair done. I thought like, doh, what–you like the orgasmic
cock sucking looking for more look?

Well, we were just having a fabulous time at the reception. The band
played everything…oldies, C & W, polkas, and all the usual wedding stuff.
They even let the guests sing. I sang one my momma done taught me and the
band sure couldn’t play that one worth a shit. Had to do with my mood at
the time, as in take a little piece of my heart now baby.

Then the band played “The Hawaiian Wedding Song.” The bride and groom
danced and then everyone joined in. Josh had his hand on my ass and he
began to get, well not getting, he was already there, hard and poking into
me. At that moment I knew I would get fucked long before we ever made it
back to the motel.

They just had to play “Wild Thing.” So, you know, I’m really getting down.
I had kicked the high heels off and gyrated and raised my hands in the
air. My boobs popped right out of that strapless dress. I never hear (or
see) the last of that one. Why do the guys with the video cameras always
have to focus on me?

Not that I’m really into C & W, but I do like Willie Nelson, and they played
my favorite. And I do have very blue eyes. Got the tune? I’m like
dead meat right about then. Forget about what I said about the back seat
of cars and similar places. I couldn’t wait any longer. I was about to
get laid or die trying. I suggested to Josh we go for a little stroll.
This place where they held the reception was huge and besides the large
hall, had a bunch of smaller banquet and meeting rooms that were not in use
at the time. So we found one.

Not much foreplay was deemed necessary by either party. Josh slipped his
hand under my dress. I unfastened his belt, his belt, unzipped his pants
and felt my greatest fear. Okay, I was still a little apprehensive about
that thing going inside me. I pulled my pantyhose down past my knees.
Josh lifted me and pressed me up against the wall. I guided him inside me
very slowly and carefully. Well, dagnabbit–didn’t hurt one bit! At
least not at the moment, and we definitely didn’t need any lube because I
was very, very wet. And he found just the right angle, ya know?

Women can talk about vibrators and toys and their girlfriends all they want,
but there is nothing like the real thing. I can’t even describe what this
bell ringer was like so I won’t even diminish the memory by making some
feeble attempt. Bingo! For me, anyway. Not for him yet though.

I didn’t think Josh could hold me up in the air like that forever so I told
him to lay me down on the floor. I thought not to worry, the carpet looked
rather thick and plush. Talk about brush burns. My butt was red for a
week and that ain’t all that was sore. I bit Josh’s ear and demanded that
he fuck me hard. Now here you had one boy who listened too good. It felt
like being drilled by a jackhammer. Not that I minded. And then he came
inside me. Well, he didn’t just come. That is a rather passive word to
describe what seemed like a volcanic eruption. And when he pulled out, he
got it all over the dress. Yep, I still had it sort of still on. The top
was pulled down and the bottom was pulled up, but I never did get around to
taking it off.

We tidied ourselves up a bit and went back into the party. If you ever are
at a wedding reception and get cum stains on your dress, just say it was the
macaroni salad that slipped off the plate. Right, macaroni salad, and
nobody thought twice about my story. Naturally I made a big plate of the
stuff as soon as we walked back in. I always like get really famished
after sex. To this day, I simply can not understand why guys look at me
with raised eyebrows when I ask, “Do you think you could make me a
sandwich?” shortly after I make their fondest dreams come true. And my
sister forgave me for the spots on her expensive dress. But not until I
told her every little detail of the loss of my virginity.

Talking about food, people often eat three times a day or more, don’t they?
So why not sex? Eighteen year old males have to be the horniest animals
on the face of the planet. For the next couple months we got it on at
least four or five times a day. Josh would pick me up for school in one of
those classic cars. We’d get to the school parking lot and I would suck
him off before we went in. Our school had seen diminishing enrollment in
recent years and there were empty classrooms and such. We found several
deserted spots where we could rendezvous at lunch time. I’d blow him as he
drove us home, although I now understand that is dangerous. After school
we’d screw at my house until just before my parents got home from work and
get together during the evening to help each other with homework. When
there were too many eyes around, we would take a trip to the library. No,
I never told my parents I was researching the human male anatomy.
When baseball practice started for the season, the coach was so desperate
for Josh to play, he let him come to practice considerably late. Josh told
coach he had a job after school for an hour or so. He had a job
alright–doing me. And then the baseball games started and Josh attracted
a lot of attention. Scouts appeared at every game. He received numerous
college scholarship offers but I knew what he wanted. The big show. We
both knew it inevitable that we soon would part. But we also both knew
this thing between us was real and sooner or later we would be together
again. I guess you could say it turned out to be later and I am still
waiting.

We graduated from high school and the next morning after our last incredible
night of passion, Josh signed a pro baseball contract and left for some
minor league gig in Sacramento, California. His grandfather gave him that
Mustang convertible. And as the story goes, he was driving on I-80 a few
miles from Reno, Nevada, when a drunk driver pulled onto the west bound lane
from an exit ramp. You know, the wrong way. Both drivers died instantly
upon impact.

I didn’t go to the funeral. I’d rather remember my first true love when he
was full of life and had an enormous erection. So where or where can my
baby be? The Lord He took him away from me. He’s gone to heaven and I
got to be good. So I can see my baby when I leeeeeaave this world.

I see Josh in my dreams every night and we always do, well, what we did
before but it’s like more spiritual now, which has convinced me that yes
indeed, there is sex in heaven. Sex but no marriage. Can’t wait! I
usually wake up in the middle of the night and have to change my panties.
I guess I could sleep totally nude but then I’d have to change the sheets.

These days I occasionally fuck just for fun. I do get down on my knees
afterwards and repent, and do a little something else if the sex was really
good. But where has all the love and romance gone? If you find it,
please let me know.

It all started on our honeymoon. My name is Jim, 6 foot tall, light brown hair, 250 pounds and built like a fireplug, short but solid. I was 32. My wife Jerilyn, had just turned 20 and she was a 5′ 5″ blonde with blue eyes and wore a size 3 petite dress. She barely weighed in at a 105 pounds.

During our reception she said she felt faint and she went to the restroom for a short while. When she returned, she was flushed but said she felt better and I felt relieved. She left a couple of more times during the next couple of hours and each time she came back she assured me she was ok. I was worried.

Later that evening, we traveled to our honeymoon hotel and discovered to our chagrin that the hotel had lost our reservations. However, the hotel management was very gracious and accommodating when discovering it was our honeymoon and gave us the very best suite at no charge. We were settling into our suite and I was looking forward to having sex with my new wife. It would not have been the first time that we have had sex but it would have been the first time as man and wife. Jerilyn said she left her shampoo at home and as she is very fussy about her hair she asked me if I minded going out to an all night pharmacy for some for her. I call the front desk to ascertain if a pharmacy was nearby and they said there was one across town. She begged me to get her some so away I went.

It took almost an hour to find this place and to get back. I came walking down the hallway and as I was just about to put the key in the door lock, I heard her moaning and screaming in the heat of passion. I should mention that Jerilyn is very vocal when she is getting fucked. Neddless to say, I was stunned. I didn’t know what to do! Rush in and confront them or what? I heard her scream, “I’m cumming, Bill, Oh, God Fuck Me Hard, Oh, God, I’m Cumming!” I just stood there. Then I retreated down the hall, and around the corner and stood in a little alcove that held an ice machine and a vending machine. Very soon, Bill, my best man, walked by hurrying out of sight. What the hell was he doing here? Stupid question! He was fucking my wife, obviously.

I went to our room and walked in and immediately could smell the sex in the air. I asked Jerilyn what was going on and she said she couldn’t wait so she played with herself while she waited for me. For some reason I didn’t tell her yet, that I knew, I just played along to see how far she would go. For some reason just the thought of another man seeing my wife naked turned me on. As I was kissing her I was picturing in my mind’s eye him kissing her and I was playing with her nipples I saw him touching her and as I sucked on her tits I saw him doing the same and my dick became as hard as it has ever been and I was never as turned on as I was at that moment. I laid on my back and she straddled my head and I didn’t even realize until it was too late that she was feeding me my best man’s cum right down my throat and that I was enjoying it. After I had licked all the cum that I could reach out of her she flopped on her back and I quickly climbed aboard and sank my dick into the hottest pussy I have ever sunk my dick into up to that point in my life. I lasted about 3 minutes before my cum joined what was left of my best man’s cum in my wife’s pussy.

As we lay in the glow of post-coital bliss, I told her what I heard and saw and she burst into tears and said she was sorry but that she couldn’t help herself when she was around a hard dick, she just had to have it. She just couldn’t control herself. I told her I wasn’t unhappy except please don’t hide it from me. If you want other men just tell me and we will work it out. This has been a fantasy of mine for years to watch my wife fuck other men. She said she would love to fuck in front of me and for me. Then she dropped the other bombshell of the day. She had already fucked five guys the day of our wedding not including Bill and me. One of her bridesmaid’s boyfriends before the wedding, her sister with a vibrator and three different men at the reception when she felt faint and came back with a glow. The glow was from sneaking into a room and hiking her dress up and letting a man fuck her from behind and cum in her. She would pull her panties and pantyhose up and retun to me until she felt another hard-on while dancing and then make an excuse to me and go fuck whoever and then come back to me.

So I really ate the cum 5 different men from the cunt of my beautiful bride on my wedding night and this was the beginning of many years of wedded bliss.

I was 15 and it was Saturday afternoon, I had been broke up with my girlfriend for over a week now my friends parents had been out of town to Jamica and I new I could get laid tonite, but I just broke up with my girlfriend and I wasnt thinking about anyone but her. I still wasnt over her. My friend was throwing his last party because his parents came back the next day. My friend told me there was a lot of girls that were going to be there and I should take my mind of my ex, but he didnt tell me my ex was going to be there. So the party went on and it ended and me, my friend, my friends girlfriend, and my ex were the only ones there. They went in the bathroom and took a shower together, I could hear the screaming so i put a movie into the VCR. The movie started and little did I know it was a porno, so I turned it off and turned around and my ex was gone. I wondered were did she go. I went into my friends room and the lights were off, so I walked in to turn the light on when the door slammed shut and I was pushed to the bed. My ex jumped on me and we started to make out for a few minutes feeling each other. Then she went down on me it wasnt my first blow job but it was my first from her. She put the whole thing right in her mouth it was the best feeling I ever had her mouth was so warm and her lips were so soft I felt her tongue on my shaft moving up and down with her mouth. I came in her mouth she gulped it all. She swallowed it all then I sat her on the bed and helped her strip naked I sucked on one nipple and played with the other one a little bit she was loving it, she was moaning very loadly. Then I went down and spread her legs first I stuck my two fingers in she said she was a virgin and I should only use one, I started to finger fuck her when she said use your tongue, I stuck my tongue in her pussy moving up and down tasting her juices and obsorbing them like a sponge. I did that for a few minutes when she said stick your dick in me, so like a gentlemen I stuck my penis in her so far she let out a scream that could be heard next door. I fucked her slowly her vagina so warm and constricting. I loved it I was losing my virginity at 15 to a 16 year old girl. I fucked her faster and faster, she was screaming and moaning she started to scratch my back, it hurt but I didnt stop. Then after about 15 minutes I came. Then my friend walked in with his girlfriend. I thought he would be very mad, instead he smiled and said “How about we have mini orgy?” Blood rushed to my penis right away. I my friend sat on the bed and took his towel off, his girlfriend took her robe off, she was a beautiful goddess I couldn’t wait any longer. I grabbed her and threw her on the bed kissing her neck and nipples my friend was fucking my ex, he was a quick cummer so he came and then said he is going to make some food. I went down on her then my ex came over and helped me sticking our tongues in her and playing with her clit. They told me to lay on my back they took turns one riding my 7inch cock and one riding my face. I came slowly and we all fell asleep together.

We were farmers of the hardcore variety, everyone in our family worked the 1250 acres we had under our charge. We are supporters of wildlife and make sure to leave strips for them to feed on winter and summer. Dad plants wild rice in our wet spots to make water fowl feeding as nutritious as we can for 600.00 per year. I had been doing the Farm BOOKS for us since My first computer class in fifth grade.
I sat up Quicken and MONEY the put Agr-Com on to make it fast to due our SMALL operation. When I was 14 I filed our income taxes with a local Accountant doing a audit for the bank on my work. He ask if I was in collage or had a practice of my own because I had used little known Systems to make our taxes very livable. He even initialed it to say he would go to an audit with us if the IRS or Farm Finance people were to call us up on it. So when I say we had a working farm you can bank on it. I had been the Tractor operator of an old 89 johnDeere For three years and it was well maintained because I did it myself except the welding and my brother Wes had the Knack for it like few men have. Dad was quick to tell them Each of our High points so the WAGES we were paid were justified. I paid taxes on 12,000 in 90 when I was 12 years old and dad told me I was underpaid. Wes at 15 recived 18,000 for his share. Terrance at 12 was paid 10,000 but dad told him to look for a town job if he didn’t get with the program learn to enjoy his work like we did. It was a labor of love For sure,
Mom ran Tractor or errends 50 hours a week. I did books and feed cattle or Farmed 40 hours plus showed our stock in Compition in the spring and fall. Wes did other peoples welding and ran the cattle operation He also drove the Simi-tractor for grain harvest and to deliver cattle to market weekly. We sold three Cow/calf pairs each week from april to November.96 cows with calves, ran us money, for food and gasoline, as well as insurance and 100 dollars a week GOOF OFF money. each of us drew numbers fo the cash 5 numbers in a hat if the extra got it we put in the vacation KITTY to use for national western stock show In Denver Each Winter. it wasn,t unfair each loser got a ten and the winner got 70.00. Most likely the winner took the family out to BERNIES BURGERS FOR A crawdad snappin or catfish fry family style.
It cost 31.86 either way and had for 8 years. Dad ask him once how he could do it for that price He just told him It was good business to have repeat customers and this was better than explaining a price hike of fifty cents to three hundred people. Dad always tipped the wait and cook 5 bucks each and Bernie always got all the sweet corn he could handle when our field corn hit the peak of roasting ear picking. For two weeks we hauled in a pickup bed full every day but sunday for him to sell or pack and put on the menu al year. None of us would take his money offered each trip. I was winner of the POT on my 14 th birthday week I’d had a school party and a grandparent party and a neighbor hood party with my young boy and girl friends from 4H and Saddle club And school , anyone I wanted to invite. That major event was on a Friday night sober people jumping in the horse tank with the watermellons and beer. Hay bale throwing contests to impress us girls with and even a wet wranglers contest to show us their Thght little cowboy bottums. We were given big gulp cups of ice water to walk down a line of thirty men and boys deciding who we wanted to make frosty and then look at their behinds. It was something to do it always ended up a wet blouse fight with ICE down our fronts. An action and reaction, Which we acted like was terrible no matter how much we enjoyed it. I liked to make them GO IN AFTER their ice and take it out of my bra. One night I put five cubes down myself then made Hec. burke go get it with his teeth. He thought his glass of icetea was responsible for it. Then I put ice behind his buckel and it was me who had to go get it with my hand I must admit I fiddled around with him quit a bit enough to get it up to his top snap and out over the belt buckel before an Adult approached, we stopped and turned away.but Sandy Fireddo was still looking at it as they walked out the back door to the makeout post behind the Dumpster.She came back in five minuets later and put something in her purse I thought it was her panties. She didn’t speak to Hec the rest of the evening. He acted like he wanted to say things to her but wouldn’t go near her.I was not a virgin that’s mute. I had a trip to Springfield with my brothers for a Cow show. We stayed in a cheap motel, but it had a pool and a patio entrance to our room. I wasn’t expecting to be around a pool so, no swim wear. I tried it in chopped off jeans like the boys did but it was to raspy on my privates and made me sore in ten minuets. It was 11;30 no body around and I was in a daisyflowered bra for a top anyway so the daisy panties would look like swimwear from ten feet away, The boys chided me into it and I was having a ball romping with them in the shallow end but they got me into deep water and I got scared as heck. I lashed out seriously frightened. They got me back to shallow water crying and held me in a sister sandwich which happened often at home but with clothes on This time thier erect penis’ crossed in front of my sinsetive lower tummy the bounced on my clit hood with a head probing into my pubes I turned to allow both to go between my legs and even up the crease of my loose panties, I kissed Wes deep with my tongue in action from the lip touch.I reached around to Terrances neck to bring him into the kissing also but he was shy, He also didn’t kiss girls yet.I changed that in ten minuets I had him making out like a collage sophomore. Wes was content to let his hard on sea saw back and forth through my legs from the back as Ter and I let him into the front outside my unders.Wes was the first inside by accident he drew out to far and I leand forward then slammed back on him it was inside me so far and fast I could’nt have stopped it if I wanted to and I def’fine’nate’ly did not want it stopped. I was frozen to TER’s lips in a french pose but it was wes’ hands on my breasts where my bra should have been but it was laying on the cement walk to our room. Ter’ face was going to my titties when the first orgasm slammed me into hyper boil Shrilly screaching, I wasn’t comming down like I did on my own This was going to be a good one to write in my ledger. Ter. backed off, to string his sperm up my tummy and let the water carry the dropletts
on to my chest and nipples. Wes was holding out for more time , He couldnt have escsped my hold on him. I had my hand spaced between us so he would’nt go in all the way again .I loved it but couldn’t
take it all yet. We parted to look around there in the shadows to find we were being watchedbut it didn’t matter now we walked to our room naked and giggled into bed to play all night doing everything we could think of or copy from the adult xxxx videos we paid 5.00 for at the counter. I got the most from being cunnilingus reciver, But I enjoyed everything we did. Even the penatration of my rectum when TER was trying to get in me with WES already in half way, but that was a bust. I jerked and jammed back to him it forced it’s way into me aboy half way I could still reach around and feel a lot of space between us. I was into a shower of stars orgasm within a few slow strokes. We didn’t smoke, but Wes went out on the patio and bummed three from the same old man,sitting at the poolside table. Wes noticed we did’t close our drapes when we came in and the flouresent glare on the glass made it impossible to see out of. We did that for Two nights and even sneaked back in to do it four or five times that day. I was going like a stuck hog and nither one of them cared if it got on them or in their mouths or mine . We showered together often ,with it leading to horse play, then standing up in the shower they rotated on me, leaning head first against the plastic wall. No one cared which hole they stuck whatever organ into, for two hours we kept it up .When we finally sagged to the floor we were a pruned up mess. our skin wrinkled to ages old look of deamons.I shook so bad I couldn’t get me hait Barrets in my hair.we slepy for ten hours straight and woke up monday morning with Sore Organs and another days rent to pay we thought. We told at the Desk by a lady in shiniy satin peddle pusher. with purple you get eggroll. She raved on about us for fifteen
“you fuckin kids find someplace else to go nextime” .I had a man check out after only a hot bath. Then Mr Gutsbe ask me the law on both, being preg or having sex with my blood kin’. No. This State was not one. He managed to say you were all frolicking in my pool.” Now I was ready for BIG Game in the social system.
We all spoke at the same instant, “Thank You for the invite I would love to stay and chat but ‘Uncle dad’ and ‘Cousin mom’ are a waiting in the limo this morning.
So what ever young hector could comeup with was probably not going to surprise us. I hadn’t had a lover since a weekend three years ago It was wWes and I by our selves to a friends First time Grand champion Ribbon sale. I layed my feet in his lap as he drove and he raised my skirt tail. I moved my toes we laughed as he flipped my skirt over my head and procceded to handle me so good I ‘came’ four times without stopping, then I beged for mercey and a rematch . We went to the show then to our pre-reserved room it was the same motel.even the same Room.

“Happy anniversary!” he said as his wife of two years closed the door behind her. She threw her arms around her husband and kissed him gently.
“Happy anniversary to you, too. You working out?” She asked as she eyed his white tank-top and red basketball shorts.
He laughed and spun his wife in a full circle, kissing her again. “Nope, I just took a shower”.

She spotted the bouquet of flowers on the table and rushed over to them, gathering them in her hands and bringing the fragrant bundle to her nose. She smiled at her husband and hugged him again. “You know just want to do to take a girl’s breath away.”
He laughed and kissed his partners forehead. “Isn’t that from ‘The Little Rascals’?”
She punched him playfully and smiled. “They stole it from me,” she joked.

“We have reservations at ‘Chez Andre’ at six,” he said smacking her in the backside playfully. She looked at him with a raised eyebrow then smiled.
“Sounds good. I’m going to go take a shower. Want to help me get ready?” She taunted him as she sashayed up the stairs, winking at him over her shoulder. Her companion stood at the bottom of the stairs, watching her fit figure sway back and forth up the steps. He followed at her heels finally.

His eyes wandered up her body concealed behind a dress skirt and matching blazer as she allowed the warm water to pour from the bathtub faucet. She pulled her thick, dark hair into a pony tail on the top of her head and turned towards him.
“Help me undress?” she suggested, batting her long eyelashes at him.
Devious smiles crossed their attractive faces. “I do believe I could offer my assistance in that matter.”

She looked up at him and smiled slightly as he slid the jacket off of her, uncovering a form-fitting silk blue camisole. His wives nipples jutted out slightly, as if a cold breeze had swept through the steam-filling bathroom. He kissed her softly as first, then more furiously, savoring the succulence of her flavored lip-gloss and the softness of her full lips. As their lips maintained their zealous connection, he undid the zipper in the back of her skirt and let it slide down over her hips, falling around her legs and resting at her feet. He grabbed her tank-top tightly and pulled it off over her head, wisps of hair escaping from their prison on her head.
He pulled away and stepped back, admiring his handy work so far. “There ya go,” he said, clasping his hands together and smiling.
“You want me to get into the shower like this,” she asked raising an eyebrow.

He looked her up and down again then shook his head slowly. “I do suppose that won’t work, will it?”

She shook her head in agreement and took his hands, putting them behind her on the clasps of her bra. She eyed him intensely as his nimble fingers undid the hooks, one and then the other until it came free behind her. She locked her fingers behind his neck and continued her stare. She could say so much with her eyes; express how much her body wanted him with just a simple look.

He could feel himself hardening against her, and she could feel it too. As his hands cupped her large breasts and massaged them, paying special attention to her prodding nipples. He loved the size of her chest, large and full for such a small women. He knew her nipples were more sensitive than any other woman he’d ever been with, and he tortured her with gentle touches, sucks, and flicks of the tongue whenever they were revealed. She sighed deeply as his fingers twisted her perky nipples and pulled on them playfully. She could feel her clit throbbing between her legs, as if signaling that it was jealous of the attention being administered above.

She couldn’t resist rubbing his hardening cock at this moment. She entered her hand into the top of his basketball shorts, and gripping him firmly but comfortably, slid her hand up and down his shaft. She removed her hand once his breathing became scattered and deeper. She wanted to tease him, to make him want her as much as she was craving him. Not that it really took that much work. They were a sexual couple; they refused to ignore the healthy appetite they had for each other. They were explorative in the bedroom as well, always finding new and exciting ways to keep their intimacy alive.

He removed her panties slightly as she kissed her diligently. His lips moved from hers, down her neck, across both of her breasts, around her nipples, and down her stomach. He graced her exposed flesh with gentle kisses as he removed more and more of her underpants. His wife ran her fingers through his dark brown hair and moaned at varies levels, depending on which sensual area of her body was being brushed by at that moment. His lips grazed over her smooth labia and down each of her inner thighs then back up.

She leaned against the sink counter slightly and put one of her thin legs on the top. Perhaps it wasn’t the most subtle clue in the world, but her husband understood instantly. He ran the tip of his first finger up and down her slit, causing slight shivers to ripple through her already stimulated body. He could feel the slight dampness that had escaped from within her. It was another thing he loved about her—the way she tasted. He couldn’t resist any longer.

He locked eyes with his wife as he ran his long tongue up her clit slowly. She moaned, her hands taking her own breasts captive. He could taste her sweet cum on his tongue faintly. He wanted more. He wanted it all. He knew how to use his tongue, which techniques drove his wife absolutely wild. He wanted to make her moan, to scream, and better yet, cum. His tongue began to roll over her clit, almost in a pulsating action.

She closed her eyes and let the feelings take over her body. Her clit throbbed hard against her husband’s tongue and under her own touch. Unexpectedly, she felt him insert two of his thick, elongated fingers inside of her wet vagina. She moaned loudly, the triple pleasure too much for her body to handle almost. She wanted to feel him buried inside of her but she knew it was much too soon. The greatest things were worth waiting for, and her husband’s large cock was defiantly one of those things. For now, his oral pleasure would have to be enough.

She began to ride his slowly, letting them glide all the way out of her wettest area then push back in just as smoothly. She moaned fully each time he entered and exited her. She swiveled her hips around the objects lodged inside of her, hitting her g-spot once in a while. With each passing, she groaned loudly. She neared orgasm the harder she rode his hand, combined with the intensity of her lover as he flicked and sucked on the tiny bundle of nerves between her trembling legs.

“Baby,” she managed out, exasperated. “I want you inside of me, please,” she begged. She felt like she was going to explode. She didn’t want it to happen until he was inside of her. He complied, but slowly, taking his time to make his way back up to her. When he stood, his hard cock jutted against the crotch of his shorts. She pushed them down and squatted, taking him into her mouth. He watched as her head bobbed up and down his penis. He could feel her tongue against him. She licked the head of his cock each time, sucking on it slightly before she swallowed him fully again. She hadn’t started out slowly by any means, and continued with the same, steady yet rapid beat. She could taste his excitement, and had mastered knowing when he was ready.

She stood again, turned towards the bathroom sink and bent slightly. She rubbed away the steam that had formed on the mirror and looked at him through it. She bit her lip as he teased her clit with the tip of his penis. Her eyes begged him. Finally, he complied, diving deep into her vagina at full speed. She gripped the edge of the sink counter and screamed loudly, cumming instantly around his shaft.
He glided in and out of her diligently at first, and then sped up. The couple bucked together, trapped in a counter-active rhythm. He felt her contract around him every time he exited. They watched each other as best as they could in the condensation-filled mirror, making the thrill all the more intensified. She moaned his name as her chest bounced excitedly against his movements. He reached between her legs and fingered her clit quickly, flicking it back and forth playfully.

“Baby…Cum with me,” she demanded, placing her hand on top of his as he rubbed her clit up and down. “Cum inside of me hard.”
A few moments later, the two bodies climaxed together. Following was an intense orgasm. Their bodies locked up together for a brief yet powerful moment. She felt him pumping his cum inside of her, combining with hers inside of her body. Her husband gripped her hips in order to prevent her from falling. When their bodies had wound down slightly, he removed himself from inside of the love of his life. She turned around and kissed him deeply, her body still trembling next against him.

“Care to join me for another shower?” she asked, running her fingertips down his stomach.

He grinned and nodded. “I think that would be a good idea.” He kissed her once more before kissing her neck and whispering, “Happy anniversary. I love you.”

I was out on the town with my wife. We went out for dinner, then we hit a couple bars. She likes to dance, so we went to a blues bar: live band, large dance floor.
Now, I’m not one for dancing, but she doesn’t mind. Usually she just dances on her own, and once and a while she has to put up her guard with guys. For her, it’s worth the hassle. She really enjoys it when I watch her. And, If there’s no one around to talk to, I love to watch her move her body. As long as I don’t look like a creep.

I was sitting at the table with a couple friends I met. I got up to go to the bathroom. On the way back I wondered to the dance floor. Some guy had kept her interest enough to get a conversation going. Most guys try. I imagine many think of what they would like to do with her. I’m sure she loves the attention. I think that’s why she dresses the way she does. On this night it was pretty simple: short skirt and a tight t-shirt. When she move the right way, your could see the top of her stockings and the straps of her garter. Both were white.

Shortly after I got back to the table, she joined me. When my friends went to get some more beer, she told me she was going to go for a walk. After she finished her drink, she left. It was quite a while before she came back, most of the bar had cleared out, including my friends. We lived pretty close, so we walked home.

On the walk she told me she had something she had to tell me. She said she went for a walk with a guy from the bar. They were just going to smoke a joint.
“I think I have to tell you what happened.”
I agreed.
“We went out back and walked to the parkade. He told me about how he doesn’t get to meet many girls, especially pretty ones. I guess I liked the attention he was giving me. I told him he shouldn’t have any problem meeting girls.”

“He showed me his car. He asked if I wanted to sit inside it. We did. Then he leaned over and kissed me. I didn’t know what to do, I was a little excited. I told him we could only kiss, because I’m married. He seemed fine with that. We kissed for a while. Then he asked me a question. He asked me how much he could pay me for me to suck him off. So, I gave him a ridiculous amount. I told him five hundred dollars. Without hesitation, he agreed and started undoing his pants. Before I could say I was joking, his half erect penis was in front of my face. It was the first time I had seen another man’s cock in so long. I reached out and touched it. It started getting harder. I thought mabye he would just come if I stroked him a little. So I did. The he said “Come on, put your lips around me, I wanna fuck your mouth.”"

“I leaned over and slid my mouth over his cock. As much I as I tried not to like it, I really did. His cock was getting hot in my mouth; I could taste his pre-cum on my tongue. Then I felt his hand on my thighs. And I thought “I’m not wearing any panties.” His fingers touched my pussy and his found out how wet I was getting.”
“He asked me if I wanted him to fuck me. I nodded, still sucking his dick. He told me to get out of the car. I did. He told me to bend over the trunk of the car. Right now I didn’t care if anyone saw me like this, I just wanted to get fucked.”

“He stood behind me and slowly slid inside me. It felt so good. I must of looked like such a whore, bent over a car with my skirt flipped over my ass, being fucked by somebody who was paying for it.”

I told her I didn’t believe her. I mean after all, we’ve been married for five years without any extra-marital distractions.
She reached into her purse and pulled out five hundred dollars in cash.
“And, I’m going to met him there again next week.”

Megan was now the womean who controlled my life and i was to do anything she said. at the time it seemed ok then i realized she just didnt want to be in control of me, she wanted me to be her complete and total bitch.

The next morning when she woke me up she told me it was going to be my training day, and after it would be my total submission. She told me to go into the bathroom and shave all the hair off of my body which i did. Then she had a bra and panties laid out on the bed and ordered me to put them on. i didnt at first but all she did was turn around and show me amazing ass, then i put them on almost mechanically. she ordered me to lay on the floor and she put that amazing ass right above my tongue and said taste me my little bitch. i stuck my tongue in her ass and was again in heaven.

She then made me get on all fours faceing away from her and as i turned around i saw she was strapping on a huge dildo. i was so humiliated but at the same time felt there was nothing that i could do about it. She came around in front of me and said ” suck my dick like a lot of girls have done for you.” i couldnt help it and began sucking the huge dildo she taunted me a lot saying ” my what an eager little slut you are, and i have a gay friend that would love for you to suck his dick, would you like that?” all i could do was nod my head yes and continued to suck the huge dildo.

Megan then took the dildo from my mouth put a leather pillow right under my throbbing cock pulled down my panties and laughed at me. ” my oh my i never thought you would be graveling like my little bitch, beg me to fuck you.” I begged megan to fuck me with the huge dildo and wiggled my ass right in front of her. Again she laughed and said “my you an eager little bitch arent you” i said ” yes i am and i am your eager bitch” she laughed out loud and said ” thats right you are.” she began fucking me with the dildo and it felt great all i could do was moan. i knew my life had been changed forever and i loved it. i was already about to cum and she could feel that my moans were getting louder, and louder. the feeling of that amazing leather pillow was to much to bare. she said i was allowed to cum on the pillow within the next 3 thrusts or i would not be allowed to. however it only took one and i unleashed a massive load all over the pillow.

She stopped fucking me and let out a huge laugh, after removing the dildo she looked down at me and said ” you know what to do you pathetic little bitch.” and i did i mopped up every drop of cum off the pillow while she held an evil smile on her face the whole time.

I thought i would be done after that but she had other ideas. she said that ” it was pretty good training and i was a good boy but its time for your final submission.” she continued by saying ” my total dominance over you will be final when i make you cum with my foot while you suck my toes of the other one, then you will know who controls you because there is nothing more humiliating than licking your cum off a womans foot.”

I was drained and didnt thing i could even get hard again, but that changed very fast as she put her perfect foot in my mouth and i began to suck on those lovely toes. she placed her other foot on my swollen member and said “now i am a pro this wont take long.” as she manuvered her amazing foot on my cock i sucked her toes like i was a girl with her last cock in her mouth. she was right it didnt take long and i was ready to blow again. She smiled the most evil smile ever as i sucked her toes and said ” are you ready to cum my little one.” i responded with a totally beaten mans response of ” yes mistress megan i am ready on your command.” she smiled again and said ” right now cum for me bitch, cum right now.” as her wish i came right there when she told me to. she stood up pulled her foot out of my mouth and let out a triumphant laugh and stood up after catching most of my cum on her foot. she looked down at me beaten completely by her and said ” i think its over your mine arent you? your my little bitch.” i couldnt even talk and she smiled again and said ” if you are my little bitch and agree to this just give in the final time and clean my foot with your tongue.” i did just that and for the 3rd time in 2 days had eaten my own cum, and it never tasted so good. as i finished she smiled and siad “your life will never be the same”, and i knew she was right.

I go to community college. I will transfer soon, but I am the type to stay near home. My boyfriend, three years older than me, is a senior at a college in another state. I love him and want our relationship to work out. I am six foot tall and 128 pounds. I have c-cup breasts and a tight, small ass. I don’t work out. I look like this naturally. My blonde hair – with died streaks of lighter blonde – almost reaches my shoulders.

I am pretty good looking. But I hang out with a guy at college who is incredibly hot. I mean Playgirl model kind of hot. He is a 5’8” blonde guy with a well toned body, blue eyes, and deep features. He turns on any girl. I am lucky enough to carpool with him to school every Monday and Wednesday since we live five minutes from each other and have similar schedules on those days.

Our flirting has increased lately. I feel bad about my boyfriend when I flirt, but I cannot turn down a guy that looks like this.

Last weekend I was hanging out with my boyfriend. I already had two beers, and we were getting into the mood. Then Jim, my college friend, called on my cell. “Hold on baby,” I said to my boyfriend. “That’s my girlfriend about carpooling to school on Monday.” I couldn’t tell my boyfriend that I carpooled with Jim. He knows how hot Jim is and would be terribly intimidated.

I answer my phone, “Hi.”

“Hey there, baby,” he said as I walked away from my boyfriend. “Hangin’ with your boyfriend?”

“Yep.”

“Then I shouldn’t start yelling into the phone how hot you are,” he laughed.

“Stop,” I said. Jim knew that I was lying to my boyfriend, and I think he liked it. “Jim, can you drive again? I am so sorry. My car is still in the shop.”

“Sure, but I have been driving for three weeks, you know. But that’s okay.”

“Jim, I feel terrible. I will pay for gas money.” Knowing that the conversation was almost over, I started walking back to my boyfriend.

Jim said, “Don’t worry about it. Instead you can give me a blowjob in the car every Monday on the way to school.”

I let out a nervous laugh, “Deal,” I said and hung up.

I went back to my boyfriend. My mind was racing about what Jim had just said to me. What was I thinking? I should not have had a few beers already. My boyfriend looked at me, “Is everything worked out?”

“Yes,” I said and leaned in to kiss him. He passionately kissed me back. I pictured that I was kissing Jim. I realized that I was wet from the phone call. I straddled my boyfriend (or Jim in my mind) and started grinding into him.

“What gotten into you?” he said with a groan.

I leaned into his ear so that I didn’t have to see his face. “Fuck me,” I said.

Before I knew it, I was riding his cock. He sucked on my tits while I imagined that I was with Jim. I started to cum thinking about another man. I was insatiable. I fucked him all night and all weekend thinking about Jim.

Before I knew it, it was Monday morning, and I was waiting for Jim. I wore tight jeans and a tight t-shirt. Jim pulled up, and I got into his car. He had his Dad’s BMW, which he looked very sexy in. “Nice car,” I said as I got in.

“Yeah, I thought I should make it classy today.”

I looked awkwardly at him.

“Well, let’s see me get my gas money.”

“Oh, of course.” I picked up my purse on the floor and started to go through it.

He put his hand on my knee, “Now you know that that’s not what we negotiated.”

“I-I-I’m sorry,” I stammered.

“No you’re not. You’re excited and have been for awhile, aren’t you?” He then placed his hand behind my neck.

“Jim,” I protested, “I have a boyfriend, and…”

Jim started to pull my head into his lap and placed my hand on his cock through his pants. He started rubbing my ass, and I groaned. I started rubbing his cock. “Get to work, baby, we only have a short trip.”

All of a sudden I was like a woman possessed. I pulled his pants down and gasped. His cock was slightly above average in size. But his whole body was perfect. I was starting as his muscular legs and washboard stomach. I have always wanted to do this with a guy’s body as hot as this.

I licked the tip of his cock. “Mmmmmmmmmm,” Jim. I then started licking up his cock. His moans sounded great. My panties were drenched already.

I took him into my mouth. I heard him groan. I started to slowly bob my head up and down. The musky smell made me feel so dirty. I started to pick up the pace. I could bob my head pretty fast – faster than most – and I was only at my medium speed. He started to groan even more.

“Baby, I haven’t cum in five days. I am going to shoot a huge load into your mouth.” I knew that he had a girlfriend who had been away for almost a week. His girlfriend also looked like a model. I knew that the most I could hope for was to be his slut.

I took my mouth off and pulled his pants down further. His hard, white body was just beautiful. “I can take whatever you give me.” I then started sucking on his musty balls. He groaned even deeper. I sucked them like they were a delicacy in my mouth, moaning approval the whole time. And my moans were because I was so wet.

I took his cock into my mouth again and started bobbing my head. I then got nervous. I realized that we were close to school with our 9 AM classes fast approaching. Most people arrived just before class. Traffic control waved us in and people just lined their cars next to each other wherever campus police directed us. I didn’t want to be caught with a cock in my mouth.

But I had to please Jim. Making him cum and swallowing every last drop was necessary if I was to ever get to fuck him.

I picked up bobbing my head. “That’s right, baby,” he edged me on. “I am going to enjoy every Monday morning.” He let out a deep groan as did I.

Then we pulled into school. “Park far away,” I said. He ignored me and pushed my head back onto his cock. That turned me on even more, and I started to go full speed. He was thrusting into my face and pulled into a spot. I heard girls talking on the drivers side, then their doors closed.

The one girl must have looked at me. I just heard her say, “Skanky ‘ho!”

My faced would have been red if I wasn’t focused on pleasing Jim. He was bucking his hips into my face. His cock was burying into my throat. Then I heard guys on the passenger’s side say, “Holy shit. What a slut. Go stud, go!”

Jim was thrusting his hips. I rested my left hand on his beautiful, muscular stomach and my right hand on chiseled inner thigh.

I then had the tip in my mouth as his cock shot his first load deep into my mouth. I sucked it down. Another shot filled me, then another, then another. I was swallowing as much as I could. Some dripped out. Jim was still cumming, yelling, “Yessssssssss, fuuuucccccckkkkkkkk.” He kept cumming. I was filling my stomach with his huge load of white jizz, and I loved swallowing all that I could.

I lifted my head up. “How was it?”

“You are a great cocksucker. You love what you do.”

“Yes, I do.”

“Meet me at lunch. I will give you the chance to beg me to fuck you.”

I felt my pussy getting wet. I couldn’t wait to be fucked doggie style at lunch. “See you at lunch,” I said as he got out of the car. He then walked away without waiting for me.

I was dying to become his slut.

I am a 29 year-old hot wife. I have shoulder length blonde hair. I am six foot tall and thin. I have a tight, hot ass, long legs, and my tits are a B cup. My husband looks terrible. He has let himself go, and I am not really turned on by him. I have not cheated on him but find myself checking out hot guys all the time.

My friend just had a baby, and I agreed to make dinner for her family. Wearing a sweat suit, I brought dinner to her house. She answered the door and apologized that she had to go to a hastily scheduled doctor’s appointment. She asked me to help her husband, Kyle, get it started.

Kyle is gorgeous. He has a rock hard body and dark eyes. He comes down the steps in a tight t-shirt and jeans. “Hi Kyle,” I said with a smile.

He looked me up and down. He took the lasagna and put it on the counter. “Thanks for bringing this. That was really nice.” He put the oven on preheat. “You look great,” he said.

“Thanks,” I blushed. I was nervous. I had caught him looking at me in the past, but this was the first time that I had been alone with him. I knew that they weren’t having much sex. I knew that my friend didn’t give head, and that he didn’t like that.

I gathered myself and placed the lasagna into the oven. As I was doing so, I felt a hand on my ass. I stood up, “Ummm, Kyle, what are you doing?”

He pulled me into him and kissed me. I let out a deep moan. He started to kiss my neck. I was groaning in pleasure. “Kyle, stop – this is so wrong.”

He nibbled on my ear and whispered, “I have always wanted you. You are so beautiful. I cannot take it anymore. I am going to make you mine.”

I let out a gasp over how he was speaking to me. He spun me around and bent me over the counter. “Put your palms and elbows on the counter,” he commanded.

I did as he said, “W-w-what are you doing?”

Then I felt a firm, hard hand slap into my ass. “Oh,” I gasped. He explained to me that I was going to be his slut. He hit my ass again. I gasped again. His hits got harder and more frequent. “Spread your legs,” he commanded.

I felt his hand rubbing into my pussy and clit. “Ooooohhhhhhh,” I moaned. He then pulled his hand back and slapped my pussy. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” He continued rubbing and slapping my pussy.

“Are you a slut?” he asked as he slapped my pussy.

He then rubbed his hand into me. “Oh, yes. I am your slut, Kyle.”

He slapped my pussy harder. “Call me master.”

“Yes, master.”

He pulled my pants down and told me to turn around. I did as I was told. “Take off your sweatshirt,” he told me. I did as I was told and was standing before him in my black bra and panties.

“Do you know how to please a man?”

“Yes master.” I immediately got on my knees and started unbuttoning his jeans. Out sprung the thickest cock I had ever seen. I kissed the head. There was some precum on the tip. He took his finger and wiped the cum off of his tip and put it on my upper lip. I stuck out my tongue and let a long lick across my lip. “Mmmmmmmmm, master. That tastes so good.”

He let out a groan, “That’s a good slut. Now take it in your mouth.”

I opened my mouth and took him inside. He let out a groan, and my pussy got wet. I started to bob my head while holding his rock hard ass. He was thrusting his hips into my face. I felt like a cheap slut, and it was exciting.

“Take off the rest of your clothes while you suck me, slut.” It was difficult but I did as intended. I was naked ready to do whatever he wanted me to do.

He was now naked, too. He told me to stand up. He picked me up and held me against him. My right hand was on his muscular arm and my left had was across his strong back. He lined his cock up and started to fuck me in the air.

I was screaming in pleasure. His big cock was splitting me in half, and gravity had me impaling myself on his large cock. Unless his strong arms raised me up, all of weight came down on his giant cock.

I was thrusting up and down. “Oh master, this feels so good. Ahhhhhhhh.” His thick cock and muscular body were driving me crazy.

He then put me on his round kitchen table. He laid me back, and my head was coming off the other end. Just the tip of him was inside me. He was teasing me.

“Please, please fuck me. Please.”

“Beg harder,” he instructed.

“Yes sir. Please, I am a slut who needs your hard cock inside. Please give it to me. I am a cheap slut who needs your hard cock.”

He was still at the tip, then jammed his thick dick deep inside me. “Ahhhhhhhh.” He started pounding my pussy like I was a slab of meat. I knew I would be sore later, but at this moment it hurt so good. He was fucking me.

“Yessss. Fuck me, yes master.”

“Are you my married slut?”

“Yes, I am your married slut to be used like a no good whore.” It felt so good. I was about to come. He was splitting me apart and banging harder into my clit than I had ever experienced. “Holy fuuuucccccckkkk. I am cuuummmming.” I started humping into his big cock, my pussy juices dripping onto his kitchen table where his wife, my friend, would eat.

He fucked me until I stopped cumming. Then he was close to cumming himself. He suddenly pulled out from inside me. He took the kitchen table and spun it around so that my head hung over the table with his cock in my face. I opened my mouth wide. He started shooting a huge load all over my face and mouth. The first shot hit my mouth and nose. The second in my eyes. He started shooting into my mouth, filling me with his hot cum. He got more on my face. He was cumming forever. Once he was done cumming, he rubbed his cock over my cum covered face and put it in my mouth. I licked off more cum, swallowing whatever I could.

He backed up. I sat up and got off the table. “I better clean myself quick.” I wiped the cum off of my face, and we both dressed quickly.

“Are you still a spoiled princess who sits home and does nothing?” he asked.

“I guess.”

“Tomorrow I will be over at lunchtime to fuck you in your bed.”

“O-o-okay,” I stammered.

“You can show yourself out.”

My pussy was still wet. “Yes master,” I said as I left his house.