Feb 17

New Start (new friends) 0 (0)

Introduction:

Her tits were full it was like sucking cow udders. / Lyn remained wedged on my shaft till l had emptied my balls. / She whispered “bite me”, so l gave her nipple a hard nip, she let out a squeal. / Lyn looked down at me under her and began to slowly slide herself back and forth.

I walked out the Sussex divorce court after having my second marriage annulled, l decided it was time for a fresh start, my job was a hospital porter so it was easy to transfer to another hospital, l stuck a pin into a map and it seemed l was heading to Suffolk.

I contacted Suffolk hospital and they were pleased to offer me a place and everything was arranged even somewhere for me to live. I was told the accommodation was only a bedsit, but it turned out to be a converted attic that had bed lounge with a small cooker in the corner and shower room, l ate my main meals with my landlords Mr and Mrs Carter who were a nice couple and straight away we were on first name turns, l knew l was going to enjoy my new life.

Eric was 67yrs old, his only interests in life now were his vegetable garden and the many social clubs he was a member of, l also found out later he had a fetish. Lynda was 57yr old, a chubby woman with magnificent tits for her age, well from what l could see at that time.

I’d been living with Eric and Lynda for a few weeks and in the evenings l would sit and watch TV with Lynda while Eric was at one of his clubs. She would have a bath then sit dressed in her night gown watching TV while knocking back a few whisky and cokes and by 8.30-9pm Lyn would drop off to sleep and quite often her gown fell open revealing her large floppy tits and fat round belly which looked like she was 7 or 8 months pregnant.

One evening as we sat watching TV Lyn dropped off to sleep and her gown slowly began to reveal her belly and tits as she shuffled about in her chair, this evening l was feeling exceptionally horny and went for a closer look at her floppy tits, her nipples were big and round l was tempted to feel them but l thought this might wake her, she also had a thick mass of grey and dark curly pubic hair between her legs.

I couldn’t fight my urges anymore; l got my cock out and began to franticly wank my hard shaft imagining what it would feel like between Lyn’s mammoth soft floppy tits. I could feel my balls beginning to swell and get tighter, l was going to explode and couldn’t stop myself from wanking my cock faster as far as l was concerned my hard stiff shaft with its large mauve bulbous head was up inside Lyn’s warm wet old womb which was waiting for me to decorate it’s walls with hot creamy spunk and l wasn’t going to let her down. I pulled my foreskin hard down to the base of my shaft and held it there as a rush of hot spunk travelled from my balls, a gush shot from my urethral going onto Lyn’s belly and right tit, l gave my cock another few strokes a second load shot onto her thick mass of curly pubic hair then she got one more splatter from me, my spunk turned to a slow dribble, l shook my cock flicking the drops that hung from the urethral opening onto her belly.

My ball sack felt empty and l felt satisfied, l was also grateful to Lyn for wearing a dressing gown that was too small for her size, l very carefully wrapped her gown over her then went to bed.

At breakfast everything was normal, Eric looked over his news-paper to say “good morning” as l sat at the table, Lyn poured me a tea she was wearing the same gown as the previous evening the one that my spunk had soaked into. As l drank the cup of tea my thoughts were on the thick bush of hair between her legs covered with my sticky spunk, Lyn startled me when she asked if l was alright as l seemed miles away, l smiled then finished my breakfast and set off for work.

That evening was very much the same as the night before, Lyn would have a bath then settle down with a few whisky’s and by 9pm she was sleeping, but this time l opened her gown and took out my cock then slid the foreskin over the head which glistened due to my pre-cum juices leaking from my urethral opening. Lyn’s nipples looked so inviting, l brushed the head of my cock gently over one of her nipples she didn’t move so l did it again and a small gush of pre-cum oozed from my urethral which l wiped onto her nipple.

I knelt beside her chair and slowly began wanking my shaft then positioned my mouth over her nipple and licked it, Lyn didn’t stir so l did it again and again, l couldn’t help myself from then taking her nipple between my lips to softly suck, she began to moan and sigh which got louder, next she stirred so l quickly returned to my seat. She sat up looked about the room then wrapped her gown around her and said she was going to bed, Lyn was a bit unsteady on her feet due to the amount of whisky she had drank, but managed to make it to bed.

All l could now think about was sucking on Lyn’s nipples and shooting a good thick sticky load over her pussy bush, it was getting uncomfortable sitting there so l decided to go to bed and finish myself off. When l passed Lyn’s bedroom l peeped in she was on her back fast asleep, l was tempted to go in and have a suck on her nipples, but if she woke there would be no way l could explain why l was in her bedroom so went onto my room.

I stripped ready for bed, but l couldn’t get into bed as the urge to fuck Lyn was too great, l went to her bedroom and slid under the quilt, she was laying on her front, l lifted her nightie over her chubby bum cheeks and put a hand between her legs she instinctively spread them, l parted her pussy lips with a finger. Lyn murmured “hurry up” she thought l was Eric wanting a quick fuck, l lowered myself onto her back and guided my cock head to her pussy entrance and gently slid the whole of my shaft inside her then began fucking her hard and fast. She began sighing and lifting her bum slightly to meet my downward thrusts, l knew l wouldn’t be able to fuck her for too long as she was sure to realise so l really pounded my shaft in and out her hole, but then made the mistake of letting out “oh l’m cuming” just before shooting a steaming hot load into Lyn’s womb, she turned her head and saw it was me on her back fucking her and yelled “what you doing” then wriggle trying to get my cock out her pussy, but she couldn’t move due to the tight hold l had on her and l couldn’t answer as all my concerns were to finish shooting my sticky load deep inside her, but once l had emptied my balls the only thing l could say was “sorry”, Lyn yelled at me to go, l leapt from her bed and ran to my room. I lay in bed thinking how l would be looking for a new place to live or l’ll be in a cell the next day, but then my bedroom door opened l sat up it was Lyn, she sat on the edge of my bed and l thought here we go, lm going to get my marching orders, but instead she told me l was to never go into her bedroom again unless invited and stood up pulled her nightie over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, lifted the quilt to climb into bed with me.

I raised her left tit and began sucking her nipple hard my mouth began to fill with a sweetish liquid, l stopped sucking and swallowed what was in my mouth, Lyn told me not to worry as it was only breast milk, not sounding to diplomatic l blurted-out was she pregnant, Lyn laughed and begun telling me how a doctor proscribed medication because she had a hormone imbalance the medication started her lactating and Eric her husband enjoyed drinking the milk so since then Lyn had been milking herself three or four times a day and storing her milk in the fridge for Eric to drink.

Once she explained, my lips grasped her nipple and l began draining Lyn’s tits one at a time, suckling got my cock hard and it must have done something to her as she straddled me then fed my shaft into her slippery pre-filled love hole. Lyn grasped her right tit and squeezed spraying me with breast milk then enquired if l had ever been squirted with milk before, l nodded sat up and took her nipple into my mouth, her tits were full it was like sucking cow udders. She pushed me down and began riding my shaft, sliding herself back and forth then lifting herself up only to slam herself down, Lyn’s large tits rose up into the air as she came downwards onto my cock her tits would then slam onto her round chubby belly, little droplets of milk came from her nipples and rolled down her belly.

We were finding our rhythm when l heard the front door slam, it was Eric, Lyn must have heard the door but she wasn’t deterred and carried on riding my shaft just as hard, but her breathing and moans got louder whereas l lost the moment. Lyn noticed and screamed at me “don’t worry about Eric” and egged me on to carry on fucking her.

I took hold of her fat hips for something to grip and began raising myself to meet her downward thrusts, Lyn’s juices ran from her pussy like a river l could feel it running over my balls and between my legs. I gave a hard shove of my shaft into her dripping pussy and yelled “lm cuming” as my first creamy load shot from the urethral opening at the end of my cock, Lyn’s inner pussy muscles pulsated coursing a rippling effect up and down my shaft sending my balls into a spasm and l shot one creamy hot load after another up inside her.

Lyn remained wedged on my shaft till l had emptied my balls, she leant forward to kiss me then unsaddled herself the spunk l shot inside her immediately began to ooze from between her pussy lips and run down her inner thighs. She picked up her nightie from the floor and gave her dribbling hole a good wipe then kissed me again and left my room. I listened out for any shouting or arguing but there was nothing so l went off to sleep very satisfied.

The next morning l woke to my alarm, dressed and went down for breakfast Eric was reading his newspaper and Lyn was sat at the table, she gave me a big grin and winked, l sat and helped myself to cereal while Lyn poured me a tea.

I glanced over the table, Lyn opened her gown lifted her tit and squeezed, her milk sprayed the table she got to her feet and came around to where l was sitting she took me by the hand and told Eric she was just going back to bed, he simply replied “ok” not even putting down his newspaper.

We went to her bedroom where she removed her gown then her nightie and lay on the bed, l was nervous knowing Eric was in the kitchen and l was in his bedroom about to fuck his wife, but seeing Lyn with her legs spread on the bed l knew l had to get my cock between her pussy lips to give her another fucking. I was naked in seconds and in position between Lyn’s legs, my shaft was wedged between her slightly flappy fat pussy lips, before l started fucking her l asked if we would be disturbed by Eric, and Lyn said the strangest thing “he’s waiting for you to finish”, l took it we would be safe. We began fucking and where my chest squashed her tits she was expelling milk, it wasn’t long before Lyn was sighing and moaning then as her orgasm grew she yelled at me to put my dirty cock deeper into her hole then screamed “fucking cum now!”, l opened the gates to my balls, a rush of steaming hot creamy cum flowed down my shaft to flood Lyn’s womb. Once l had given her inside a good filling, l slid my shaft from Lyn’s wet dripping hole and wiped the head of my cock in the bush of hair between her legs.

As l dressed l joked was she getting up or going to stay in bed ready for when l came home, it was then Lyn told me about Eric’s fetish, he liked to watch her being fucked and loved fucking her after when she had a spunk filled pussy, but on this occasion he thought it might put me off, l thought she was joking till l was going out the door to work and Eric asked me if Lyn was ready for him, l replied “yep” and went to work.

All that day l had a hard cock thinking of Eric fucking Lyn while she was filled with my spunk, l couldn’t wait to get home and see if he wanted me to refill her.

When l walked through the front door Lyn was sat in the lounge catching up on some soap and Eric was in the garden tending his vegetables, l inquired if he was happy with how full l had left her that morning. She sat forward in her armchair and said “yes”, got to her feet and stood in front of me then pressed the palm of her hand against my groin and took my cock out to slowly start wanking my stiff shaft. I opened her blouse and released her large smooth tits then taking one nipple into my mouth l sucked and drank her milk, Lyn wanked me faster l let out a gasp she sat on the arm of the sofa and said softly “my turn to milk you”, she took my cock to the back of her throat, l placed my hands at the back of her head and thrust my hips forward this caused Lyn to choke she told me not to force my cock down her throat, so l left it to her to work on my hard shaft. Out the corner of my eye l saw Eric appear and my immediate reaction was to stop, but Lyn had a to tighter grip on my cock, she sucked and slurped down on my shaft, Eric stood watching with a smile on his face.

My ball sack started to tingle, l knew it was time to empty the sticky hot contents, l hoped Lyn was thirsty l couldn’t hold back any longer and shouted “lm cumin, lm cuming”, Eric yelled “give it to the bitch!” and l did, my creamy liquid flowed through my shaft exploding into Lyn’s mouth, she was sucking my cock to get every drop then swallowed the lot it felt like she was using my shaft as a straw to drain my balls, it felt so good.

Once Lyn emptied my ball sack she licked from under my balls paying loving attention to the head of my cock then when she had finished with my now semi hard shaft Lyn gently placed it into my boxers and calmly announced dinner was at 6pm, l didn’t know what to say, so just replied “thank you” and went to my room.

Later when Eric called me down for dinner the conversation was like any other meal time, he was telling me about his vegetables then reminded Lyn he had a meeting at some social club. After we had eaten Eric went off to get ready for his club and l helped Lyn clear the table before going to my room, we didn’t speak about us having sex or her sucking me off when l came home from work, l wondered if it was all just a one-off thing that happened.

It was about 7.30pm when l heard Lyn calling me to ask if l was going to watch telly, so l went downstairs, she was in her usual armchair with a glass of whisky beside her, but this night l noticed Lyn wasn’t in her gown, l enquired if she was having a late bath or going out, Lyn winked and said she has plans for a shower later then winked again and suggested we could have some fun without Eric being there as it was enjoyable with just the 2 of us.

While watching her soap she had a few more whisky’s then when it finished got up and asked me to follow. We ended up in her bedroom where l was told to undress her then strip which l eagerly obeyed, Lyn was wearing a striped dress with a V-neck which was quick and easy to remove, but l couldn’t say the same for her tights, her tits where pushed together in a white bra which as soon as l took off caused Lyn’s tits to flop onto her round belly then last of all l slid her knickers over her chunky hips and thighs down to her ankles and she stepped out of them. We stood beside the bed naked kissing, my lips closed around her hard nipple and l began sucking, Lyn had a grip on my cock her hand slowly sliding up and down my shaft, she whispered “bite me”, so l gave her nipple a hard nip she let out a squeal, l did it again and her squeal became a gasp, she murmured “bite me”, this time l bit down and sucked hard leaving a large dark mauve and red mark, she would say “again” each time l bit her, Lyn’s tits became a patchwork of bites then l started on her neck which looked like she was wearing a collar by the time l had finished, all the time l was biting her she was finger fucking herself the under sheet on the bed had a massive damp patch.

I was ready to fill Lyn’s inside with a thick creamy load, so snuggled in between her legs, but she had other ideas telling me we were going into the en-suit.

On the floor was a towel which Lyn asked me to lay on, next she straddled me with the head of my cock just parting her pussy lips, l felt a warm wet liquid trickling down my cock and between my legs, Lyn impaled herself onto my shaft and carried on peeing at the same time began riding my cock, l can’t remember which l enjoyed the most, her peeing while having my cock wedged up inside her or having Lyn piss on me, but together it was mind blowing.

Our breathing got deeper; she was letting out loud moans and called me a bastard then slapped my face, l pulled her onto my cock she let-out a gasp, l wasn’t sure if she was still peeing or Lyn had squirted, l couldn’t hold back anymore and just let my load gush through the length of my shaft and began oozing from my urethral opening flooding her womb. She flung her head back and started squealing like a little piggy, l shot another steaming hot load up inside her, Lyn looked down at me under her and began to slowly slide herself back and forth mumbling “yeses, oh god yeses”, l thrust my hips upwards to shoot another thick creamy load, Lyn gulped in a mouthful of air then stopped sliding back and forth leant forward and we kissed she said softly “now how about that shower”.

Lyn may have been in her late 50s, but she had given me a run for my money l didn’t know about a shower l was dehydrated and knackered. We spent at least a half hour in the shower giving each other a good lathering among other things.

After the shower Lyn gave me a fantastic cock sucking and eagerly swallowed every drop she got from my balls, it was then and only then that she let me go to my own room.

I had fallen asleep and was woken by Lyn asking me to come to her room, so l followed her to find Eric standing by their bed naked, he asked me to do the business with Lyn, she was now laying on the bed spreading her pussy lips which looked red and wet the hair between Lyn’s legs glistened with her juices my cock immediately stood out like a pole in my boxers they were off in seconds and l was between Lyn’s legs sliding my shaft into her smooth wet sticky hole to begin fucking her.

I didn’t hang about fucking Lyn, she was receiving hard deep thrusts and between her loud moans and Eric’s shouts of encouragement l was soon letting out sounds of my own as l shot a nice full sticky load up inside Lyn’s warm wet pussy hole. I was fucking Lyn almost every days and on special occasions Eric would ask me to fill her so he could enjoy his fetish of fucking his wife when she had a full womb of spunk.

All was going well then one night Lyn came running into my room saying Eric was in a crash, so l took her to the hospital, Eric died in the early hours, l was surprised how well she coped with his death, Eric’s sister Tillie came to stay and that helped.

Tillie was 52yrs old and for some reason lived in a complex for the elderly the complex had a café, hairdressers and small shop on the ground floor there were staff to help with the residents, Tillie did mention a few times how expensive it was to live there.

Lyn told me how Tillie looked after her mother till she died, Tillie wasn’t allowed boyfriends in fact she wasn’t allowed any close friends, if Lyn and Eric visited then quite often Tillie was sent to her room, while Tillie was staying with us there wasn’t much conversation between me and her till one evening Lyn brought us a takeaway to say thank you for supporting her.

Everyone was enjoying the meal and Tillie began to actually talk, she was telling us about the complex where she lived and happen to mention there was a vacancy for an odd-job person so l asked how l could apply as it was less hours and closer to home than my hospital job.

By 10pm Tillie had to go to bed as two and a half glasses of wine was more than enough for her. I sat chatting to Lyn, we hadn’t fucked since Eric died in fact l had on purposely stayed out of her way, it was getting late so l went to bed leaving her to carry on drinking. I don’t know what time it was, but l was half woken by a hand grabbing my cock and someone whisper “let’s get this bigger”, it was Lyn she started to wank me hard and fast.

It didn’t take long to get my shaft hard, just a few stokes, Lyn slithered down the bed to take my cock into her warm wet mouth causing me to let-out a low moan, l could feel the head of my cock being squeezed by her throat muscles then Lyn gasp when she eased my cock from her throat, she did this repeatedly. My pre-cum oozed from the urethral opening at the tip of my cock, Lyn swallowed the clear sticky liquid then climbed up the bed to straddle me, she held my shaft and impaled herself letting-out a sigh of satisfaction before riding my shaft like a wild woman. She flung her head back taking in large gulps of air telling me “don’t cum, don’t fucking cum”, it was taking all my concentration not to pull Lyn down onto my cock and fill her inside with what l had been storing in my balls sack.

She stopped suddenly and fed one of her nipples into my mouth, l sucked hard the milk squirted into my mouth l had grown to love the taste and sucked harder, Lyn’s milk sacks were full due to not being pumped or sucked for 3 or 4 weeks her soft round milk containers were all mine now. Lyn let me suckle for a while longer before sitting up and carried on riding my shaft, she gave a loud gasp thrusted herself downwards, l knew she was ready for me to pump every drop of creamy thick spunk up my shaft and begin flooding her womb. When my first powerful load exploded inside her, she gave a yell then my second load burst from my cock, Lyn gasped “oh god yeses, yes”, l pushed her tits together to spray myself with the milk contained inside then raised my hips to give her one more powerful spurt of steaming hot runny spunk fresh from my balls.

We stay locked together for a while as neither one of us wanting to separate, Lyn squirted me with her milk containers and gave a smile then slowly lifted herself from my shaft, when she got to her feet a gush of my spunk came from between her pussy lips and began running down her inner thighs Lyn wiped her spunk dripping pussy and said she’d better go to her bed because she didn’t want Tillie seeing her come out my room.

At breakfast Lyn remarked how she had slept well, Tillie sympathetically said “it takes time”, Lyn looked at me and grinned. As l was leaving for work Tillie reminded me to phone the complex where she lived about the vacancy and to mention it was her that told me.

Well l phoned the complex for the vacancy and got the job as there odd-job man, within 2 weeks l was changing lightbulbs, pushing people to the café, small shop or hairdressers in there wheelchairs or unblocking drains, but best of all l got to meet more new friends with benefits, very good benefits which l’ll tell you about in New Start (new job).

Feb 17

Elle’s Treated Like a Princess (edited) 0 (0)

Introduction:

Elle recently had an episode with her uncle in her closet for 7 wonderful minutes. They agree to meet for lunch the next day, and she is treated like a princess.

Elle kept looking at the clock in her last hour class, on her high school’s early release day. She had secretly made plans to have her uncle pick her up, just down the street from the entrance to her private school. Over the weekend, Uncle Terry cornered her upstairs in her bedroom. She had always been attracted to him, but this time, she knew he was very horny after inspecting her young body. He asked her about her boyfriends, and she admitted, her parents were not willing to let her date just yet . . . so no boyfriend. He joked about how he might be able to give her some experience.

She said she would be willing . . . but was afraid her parents and the rest of the family . . . downstairs might find out. He asked whether she had ever played, 7 Minutes in Heaven, an old game he had played when he was her age. She had never heard of it.

“How do you play?” she asked.

“Well it’s for girls who aren’t afraid of making out and doing other things . . . for 7 minutes in a closest with a boy,” he explained. Then there was silence. She certainly would be interested in kissing her handsome uncle, but the “doing other things” kinda concerned her. But she figured what could happen in 7 minutes!

“I’m willing to play, if that’s ok with you. But who keeps time?” she asked, trying to act more grown up. It’s at that point that her uncle takes out his cell phone and clicks on the timer . . . setting it for 7 minutes.

“We are supposed to be in a closet . . . and it looks like this one is available,” he says with a big smile on his face as he opens up her bedroom closet. It is about 5 feet wide and about 4 feet deep, with clothes on three sides. Just enough room for both of them to go at it, he thought.

“Still game to play Elle?” he asked, extending his hand out towards her. She smiles and grasps his open palm. He doesn’t want her to freak out too much, so rather than flipping on the light switch, he just pulls her inside, reaches behind him and pulls the door shut. Not absolute darkness, but pretty close. Then he starts the timer, which is pretty much the only light inside the closet.

“I will take the lead, since this is your first time. Just follow along, and remain silent, so the others downstairs don’t hear us.”

“Okay,” she says excitedly. Immediately she feels his hands behind her head and his warm lips against hers. This excites her almost immediately. Soon his tongue is inside her mouth, as it lashes across hers, and even up to the top of her mouth, and in between her teeth. She realizes he is a very experienced kisser . . . and soon her tongue is following suit, and hopefully making him feel aroused, just like she does.

As he continues to kiss, he reaches down and captures her tits in his hands. They aren’t super big yet, but he feels her nipples growing at a fast rate under her thin bra. She can’t help herself as she begins to moan into his mouth as his fingers continue to excite her breasts. He quickly slips his hands to the bottom of the sweater she is wearing, and immediately moves his right hand up her warm stomach to the bottom of her bra cup. Simultaneously, he reaches behind her back, locates the clasp on her bra and unhooks it. With Elle’s lips still against his, there is no way she can object, as he works her bra off her shoulders.

Within seconds, he is rubbing each bare nipple with the tips of his thumbs, exciting her even more. The young girl can’t believe how aroused she is becoming. She moves her tongue into his mouth, more urgently and realizes now only his thumb and index finger of one hand are exciting each of her buds. Not enough to cause any pain, but he continues to pinch and pull on her nipples, making them as rigid as she ever remembered. Then she hears a zipper being pulled down and he fumbles with something down below. Was it the zipper on her jeans or his pants, she wonders, still under the mercy of what he is doing to her tits and stiff nipples.

Next, her extremely horny uncle finds her hand and moves it over towards the center of his pants.

“Hold my long cock . . . for me,” he whispers, taking his lips off of hers. Soon her fingers have encircled his stiff shaft, and he immediately moans his appreciation. He directs her to move her hand up and down the shaft. She is somewhat afraid, but follows his instructions. It is at that moment; the timer goes off. They both feel some urgency to get their clothes back to normal since the rest of the family is downstairs, and a minute or so later, Uncle Terry opens the door.

“I think you said you would be out early on Wednesday. . . from school . . .correct?” he asked, exiting her closet.

“Uh, huh, it’s an early release day,” she said still trying to hook back up her bra, under her sweater.

“Good . . . what time is that?”

“10:45.”

“I will park one street over on Hemingway. We are going to go to a special place together, where I will treat you like a princess and we will enjoy an exceptional lunch together . . . like never before. I am headed downstairs, so wait a few minutes before following me. Now back to the present:

She glanced quickly up and down the street, making sure none of her classmates were around. Then almost as if she was hypnotized, she moved a couple of paces to the curb, and stepped back onto that thin ice of childhood daring, accepting his invitation. The 15-year-old girl willingly slid her young bum into the passenger seat of his car, knowing very well that he was going to sexually excite her, and that she was going to let him. Her young heart thudded to the tempo of the car’s engine as he leaned over her to pull the door closed. He looked around quickly to make sure nobody was about and then leaned over to kiss her.

“I missed you,” he whispered.

His words sent a shiver through her as she realized that she had missed him too. Although it had only been a few days, she had missed his easy smile and good humored jokes. And although she had only been given a ride a few times, she had missed the throbbing vibration of the MG’s engine – missed the familiar and wonderfully scary feeling of her teen vagina . . . pulsing in time with it.

She was trembling with anxiety. The last time she had accepted a lift from him, she had done so in total innocence . . . she’d had any way of knowing what would happen on the way home today. This time she had the memory of what took place in her bedroom closet. She knew her panties were going to come off in his car and he was going to do other things to her . . . things that she should never allow anyone to do . . . and he would expect her to do things to him.

“This isn’t the way to my house,” she said nervously as he took a different turn then her usual one.

“I didn’t say I was taking you home, did I?”

She shook her head timidly. She had already known he wouldn’t be taking her straight home. He smiled and winked at her as his free hand rested lightly on her bare leg, just above her knee. The touch of his hand could easily have been a friendly innocent gesture . . . but Elle knew better than that now.

“Where are we going?” she asked even though she was certain it would make no difference where they went. She already knew what was going to happen when they got there.

“You’ll see,” he said mysteriously as he turned onto the main road, heading out of town.

After a few miles, he turned off onto a side road that led to the rolling hills of the South Downs. He was speaking softly, trying to hide his excitement at what he had planned for the cute girl. He was trying to calm her obvious anxiety but it didn’t help. She was incredibly nervous. She barely heard the words he said as the car climbed smoothly to the peak of one of the hills and his hand caressed her bare leg, slowly drifting higher . . .

He finally pulled the car off the road near a picnic spot. He parked the car in a thicket, out of sight of the road and the picnic area. He leaned over and smiled warmly. Then he kissed her. A moment later his tongue was in her young mouth, tasting its freshness. And his fingers were inching up the inside of her thigh, touching the hem of her short skirt, and slipping underneath it. She felt a nervous warmth sweep over her. The intensity of his perverse sexual desire for her was more than a little scary. But it felt good to be with him again. He was doing it again and she was submissively allowing him to do it.

Elle gasped through her nostrils and squeezed her eyes closed. She wanted this. She needed to feel the ecstasy she had previously experienced at Uncle Terry’s expert hands. Maybe the fear was a part of the thrill but even though she knew what to expect, it was still scary for her. It could never be easy for a girl in that situation, having a man’s tongue in her mouth, feeling his adult fingers teasing and flirting their way up under her skirt.

Elle slipped her bum lower in the seat, dutifully spreading her young legs, and lifting her pelvis slightly. She was trying to be a good lover for him. She was trying to give him what he wanted by offering him unrestricted access to the soft, warm crotch of her already wet underwear, letting him touch her there and compliantly allowing him to gently rub the puffy lips of her hairless pussy, through the thin cotton material.

She gasped softly through her young nostrils, sucking submissively on Uncle Terry’s tongue as his big adult fingers found the leg band of her underwear and tucked underneath it, slipping boldly onto the soft naked lips of her pussy, touching it. She wondered what Mike, her brother would think of her . . . if he could see her now. She knew this was wrong and bad but any feelings of guilt were swamped by the nervous, naughty excitement sweeping through her.

She whimpered anxiously as Uncle Terry’s fingers flirted with her moistened vaginal lips, finding the sensitive nub of her young clit and the tiny tight ring of her pussy opening, rubbing her gently, feeling her up, sexually arousing her. And she sat there nervous but willing, with her legs spread wide, sucking on his adult tongue, letting him do it, wanting it and being a good willing girl for him.

He pulled his lips off hers and whispered softly to her, expressing his unbridled excitement.

“You really are a very sexy girl,” he said softly. “I’ve thought about you constantly since our time together in your bedroom.”

Elle lowered her eyes, almost overwhelmed by the strange mixture of intense emotions and physical sensations sweeping over her. There was nervousness, a nagging fear, and something else, something she didn’t quite understand. She felt her slender thighs twitching lightly. She felt her young hips lifting nervously. She felt her young body responding to the gentle caress of his adult fingers on the naked lips . . . of her pussy. And she liked it.

“Have you been thinking about me?” he asked in a nervous whisper.

Elle looked up into his eyes, hesitating momentarily, and then nodded.

“I’m glad,” he smiled. “Were you okay after what we did last time?”

Elle nodded again. “Yes,” she managed to whisper, thinking how different Uncle Terry’s was . . . to her insistent brother . . . who had got what he wanted without caring about her at all.

“It must have been a bit of a shock for you – you know, our first time together and I did that to you. I’m sorry about that,” he said with complete sincerity. “I just couldn’t help myself. I wanted you so much.”

A shy and embarrassed blush colored Elle ‘s young face as she considered what that meant. He had wanted her? Did he really mean he wanted to keep her?

“We don’t have to do this . . . every time,” he said, recognizing her anxiety, trying to reassure her. “And as you will see, I’ve got different plans for you today.”

Elle pursed her lips nervously. She was prepared for what they had done last time, that was familiar ground – not exactly innocent but familiar. This time he wanted something different – did that mean something more than last time? The young girl could think of only one thing he might want that was more than last time.

He grinned at her. “Nothing to worry about,” he said as he slipped his fingers out from under the crotch of her underwear. “Here, let’s get these off you.”

Elle obediently lifted her little bum off the passenger seat and, without thinking about it, pulled her knees together, letting him tug her underwear down her legs. He stripped her light blue panties right off her, leaving her naked under her short school uniform skirt.

“There we go,” he whispered. “Now come with me, I’ve got a surprise for you.”

Elle’s heart was in her mouth as he got out of the car and beckoned her to follow him. What was this about? What did he have planned for her this time? She had willingly got into his car because to her mind, the car was safe. She had allowed him to touch her and she had touched him. Outside of the car was outside her experience and outside her comfort zone. Her legs were rubber as she wondered how much danger she was in now . . . and if it was possible to run away on legs . . . that would barely support her.

Uncle Terry pulled a basket out from the back of the car and waved it at her.

“Picnic!” he said triumphantly.

Elle released her breath with a huge sigh and giggled helplessly. How wonderful! A picnic and she had thought he was going to do something naughty to her. It never occurred to the girl, to wonder why he had removed her panties to have a picnic. She was still giggling as she followed him deeper into the trees. The trees were bigger and denser here. It was also darker and more forbidding. She had no idea where they were going, but Uncle Terry seemed to know and so she followed him.

They eventually came to a clearing in the trees. Elle squealed with surprised pleasure when she saw the grassy rise in the middle of the trees. The sun was at just the right angle to warm the clearing and she could see squirrels crouched on the branches of the bordering trees, chittering and watching them both with alert, suspicious eyes.

“It’s just perfect,” she exclaimed happily. “Like a magical place, for us to have lunch.”

“It’s our place, our secret magical place” said Uncle Terry proudly. “I claimed it in the name of a beautiful princess.”

“Who?” said Elle excitedly. “Who is she?”

“Princess Elle of course. Who did you think?”

“I’m a princess?”

“A beautiful princess,” he corrected her with a grin. “My princess. Think back a few years earlier when you were too young, and enjoy what I have planned.”

He dropped the basket and began to unpack it, spreading a cloth for the food and a blanket for them to sit on. He produced a bottle of wine and various containers of food which he laid out with a flourish and then he bowed deeply.

“Your Majesty,” he said in a cheery voice. “Din-nah is served.”

Elle giggled delightedly, only too willing to join in a magical game of make-believe, especially as she was a princess and the picnic was obviously real. And he had thought about her – he had planned this without even knowing that she would get into his car. Perhaps she should have worried that he was so sure of her, confident she could be controlled and manipulated so precisely. Maybe she should have been more concerned about a lot of things . . . but she was a teen girl – an excited teen girl and her only thought was how much he must care about her to arrange all this. If he cared about her, that made him safe to be with . . . didn’t it?

Uncle Terry knew his subject alright. His passion for teen girls and it made sense to study what teen girls were passionate about, if he wanted to get closer to them. Most girls are reluctant to give up their fantasies and the magic of childhood pretence, even when maintaining the illusion took effort and discomfort. The more elaborate the fantasy, the more reluctant a girl would be to sacrifice it for a minor inconvenience like forgetting she was not supposed to take her panties off . . . for strange men or to let those same strange men touch her . . . where nobody was supposed to touch her.

He had made good progress so far, but he had a gut feeling the next step might cause her to hesitate and think about what she was getting into. He needed to avoid putting her in a situation where she would question him or his motives – or what they were doing to each other. He had never hurt anyone or deliberately made one unhappy. He might never have forced a girl before . . . but he was determined that today . . . this pretty young girl . . . was going to suck his cock.

Elle studied the picnic set-up with a puzzled frown.

“No plates or silverware,” she announced finally.

“In the Kingdom of Nofork, we never use such things – as your Royal Highness already knows of course,” said her uncle with just the right amount of pomposity to maintain the illusion of his princely status.

“We eat with our fingers, I suppose,” sighed Princess Elle, feeling a little let down. “But what about plates? What can we eat from?”

“Each other of course. That is why we have no servants here. Only a prince of the royal blood, such as myself . . . is worthy for a Princess such as you to eat from. And of course the other way around as well,” he added hastily.

“How do we do that?”

“Patience your Highness. Tis unseemly for a Princess who is next in line to the throne . . . to be too hasty to eat.”

Terry dropped to his knees in front of her. Elle smiled weakly. It was less intimidating and more in keeping with her role as a princess to have a man kneel before her. His next action was somewhat less royal and a lot less respectful. Elle was startled for a moment when he circled her waist with one arm and pulled her small body up against his. He slipped his free hand down onto her bottom and then lower to find the hem of her skirt, lifting it, his fingers slipping beneath and fanning out . . . to cup the soft, naked cheeks of her bum, squeezing it gently.

He kissed her again, coaxing her young mouth open, pushing her boundaries as he pushed his tongue into her and explored her mouth, assaulting her with his adult tongue and at the same time nudging her legs apart, spreading her legs as his fingers slipped between them once again, finding her cute teen pussy, rubbing it gently, but also urgently.

It was an incredible moment for her, being with him again, having already had her panties stripped off, responding to the aggression of his bold adult tongue in her young mouth, feeling his hands on her, squeezing the naked cheeks of her bum, rubbing her pussy. For a brief moment she thought about reminding him this was not Royal behavior and then the thought vanished in a haze of pleasure.

His fingers were everywhere and gone again and then they settled at the waist of her skirt, searching for and finding the little hook that held the waistband closed. Elle twitched nervously as Uncle Terry’s fingers unhooked the little clasp and then eased the short zipper down. There was nothing to hold Elle ‘s skirt up and so it did the other thing and slithered down her legs, pooling around her ankles. She was effectively naked from the waist down, with only her ankle socks and shiny black patent leather shoes to protect her modesty.

“W-why’re you taking my skirt off?” she asked timidly, certain there was no connection between a picnic and having her clothes removed.

“We use each other as plates, princess,” whispered Uncle Terry huskily. “We don’t want to get grease or sauce over your school clothes, now do we?”

Elle shook her head. No that would not be good to go home with dirty clothes. Her head shake was also for the confusion she was feeling . . . how could they use each other . . . for plates. And then another thought occurred to her.

“What if someone sees me?”

“Nobody ever comes this way,” murmured Uncle Terry his fingers busy on the buttons of her blouse. How did he know that? Was she one of many whom he had explored in this fashion?

‘But they might,’ thought Elle. ‘And it’s me without my clothes on, not him.’

She did not consider that, however embarrassing it might be if a stranger wandered into the clearing, it would be Uncle Terry who was in trouble. She was the victim and all she thought about . . . was being seen naked. Soon he had unhooked her bra, and her small breasts were bare, for him to be delighted. It was too late now for such thoughts because her blouse was lying on the grass next to her skirt and her bra had been tossed aside. She was a very naked girl, which excited him to the absolute limit.

“You need to lie down on the blanket,” whispered Uncle Terry.

“W-why?”

“Because you’re my table and all the food will fall off . . . if you’re standing up.”

That made sense. Elle followed his directions and lay on the blanket, arms by her side and stiff as a board.

“You can relax a bit,” said Uncle Terry. “You make a beautiful table but you’re not made of wood.”

“I thought you said I was a princess,” she said nervously, trying to get back into character. Nervous because none of this made any sense . . . and she was unsure what he wanted to do.

“You’re my princess Elle and I’m your prince,” he said soothingly. “You’ll understand everything in just a moment and I promise you’ll like it.”

Elle relaxed a little. So far he had done nothing to hurt her and she sort of trusted him. Besides, he knew loads more than she did about all kinds of things. Then she jumped . . . as something cold dripped onto her left breast. She jumped again when the same thing happened to her right breast.

“Wha- what’s happening? What are you doing?” she squealed, feeling her bare nipples stiffen . . . from the cold sticky liquid.

“Serving the jelly, your highness,” whispered Uncle Terry as he lowered his head to her breast and began to slowly and lovingly . . . lick the cold sticky jelly from her teen orbs.

Elle suddenly understood and she laughed, partly from relief at finally understanding what he had planned and partly because the cold jelly was trickling down her stomach to make a small pool in the dip of her belly button.

Uncle Terry spooned more and more jelly over her firm breasts and watched as it spread and flowed. He occasionally licked the excess away but allowed a small stream of strawberry jelly to fill . . . and overflow the little lake forming in the indentation of her belly button.

Elle shivered with pleasure when the warmth of his tongue and lips contrasted with the icy cold of the sticky jelly. She shivered more violently when the liquid reached the base of her stomach and flowed slowly over the soft swell of her mons before it dripped between her legs, searching out and filling every crevice it found.

Uncle Terry’s tongue and lips followed the trail of her sweet stickiness, licking and lapping the girl’s sensitive skin as he went. When the stream began to trickle between Elle ‘s plump bald vaginal lips, (and yes . . . she had shaved, just like he asked) she moaned softly as it tickled its way into her most intimate area – she knew that Uncle Terry’s tongue was close behind it and the anticipation was almost too much to bear.

She squealed and wriggled when his questing tongue tip gently separated the lips of her pussy. He had to hold her hips still when his tongue darted teasingly inward, probing the delicate inner lining of her pussy and finding the perimeter of her tiny hole. He felt her body tense and she mewled helplessly when his stiffened tongue pressed in slightly, penetrating just half an inch inside her. He kept the tip of his tongue inside the teen girl, flickering like a serpent’s tongue until her slender hips began to lift slightly, undulating in an instinctive and ancient rhythm. Elle moaned her disappointment when his tongue slipped out and slithered upwards between the sweet stickiness of her pussy lips, lapping and licking until it reached the tiny button of her clit.

Her entire body suddenly spasmed and she screeched . . . as the incredible sensation hit like nothing she had ever known. Her young body was as stiff as a board as her muscles locked rigid with the shock. The sharp intense flash of pleasure/pain rippled outwards, sending shockwaves of pure sensation to every nerve in her body and her orgasm was more violent more exciting and much scarier than she had imagined anything could ever be.

He waited a few minutes, allowing her to relax before he spooned more jelly onto her smooth luscious skin. The coolness brought her back to reality – until his tongue and lips began work again, licking and slathering and prodding her body to yet another mind blowing orgasm…

Then he did it again…

And again…

When he finally allowed her to rest, Elle had lost count of how many times she had orgasmed. She was limp and exhausted and a warm satisfied glow suffused every cell in her body.

“How can anything feel so good?” she whispered faintly . . . when she finally found her voice.

“You like picnics like this one . . . huh?” Uncle Terry murmured in a soft voice.

“I love royal picnics,” she laughed.

“So, your majesty was pleased with the first course then?”

“First course?” she squealed. “You mean there’s more?”

He shrugged eloquently. “It would be an insult to your royal highness if there were less than a dozen courses.”

Elle lay her head back on the blanket. Twelve courses? She was totally exhausted after one. She knew she would just die if she came any more that day.

She was wrong of course. She didn’t die but she did gasp in shock when he showed her the Tupperware container filled with mini frankfurters. She gasped again when he gently rubbed one of the small slender sausages between the moist, still swollen lips of her pussy. She gasped a lot more loudly when he lovingly pushed the first sausage into her tight vagina and then nibbled on it. The second sausage was less shock and more pleasure and she moaned blissfully as he played with it – sucking it out a little and then pushing it back in with his tongue. He repeated the movement a little more rapidly until she came and then he sucked the sausage completely into his mouth and ate it. By the fifth sausage she was screaming so loudly as she came yet again, he was forced to stuff her panties into her mouth to muffle the sound.

Her eyes fluttered open when he gently removed her panties from her mouth and kissed her softly and lovingly.

“Did your highness approve of the second course,” he asked, his lips still touching lightly on hers.

She closed her eyes again and smiled serenely.

“Perfect,” she sighed. “Just perfect.”

Uncle Terry allowed himself a satisfied smile. He knew from experience if he had attempted to simply lick her pussy, there was every chance she would freak out. The little game had introduced her painlessly and pleasurably to the world of oral-genital stimulation. The next step would be easier. His teen princess was about to discover . . . this particular street went both ways.

Elle murmured contentedly as Uncle Terry took her hand and squeezed gently. She squeezed back almost automatically and smiled contentedly. Even when he pulled her hand towards him, guiding her fingers to the thick hard shape pressing out against the material of his jeans, she smiled, knowing what he wanted and more than happy to give it to him after what he had done for her. Relaxed and content, she responded intuitively, giving him what he wanted, her fingers feeling the shape of him, holding it, squeezing it lightly.

Elle’s eyes opened in puzzlement when he pulled her hand away from the hard swelling inside his jeans. She looked up and stared anxiously as he got to his feet and fumbled almost frantically with his belt and his zipper. Then his jeans and underpants were down below his knees and off.

Her eyes found the rude shape of his adult cock. Sure she had felt it days before in her closet. But seeing it naked like that, in the daylight . . . stiff and hard, expressing its full arousal and its obvious, perverted desire for her – it excited her, and it made her blush. There was something incredibly naughty and deeply thrilling about seeing an adult man’s sexual organ naked and fully erect and knowing she was the cause of that erection.

He lay back down alongside her naked body and held her tightly, her delicate smooth skin pressed against his rough male hardness. A little shiver went through her as she realized they were naked together – his thick hard cock was pressing rudely against her slender thigh. She trembled, wondering if he was planning to put that enormous cock inside her dripping pussy.

There was no princess or royal highness this time as he looked into her eyes and whispered, “Fuck . . . I want you so badly.”

He took her hand gently and she let him wrap her fingers around the warm, hard, enthusiastic shaft of his adult cock. She let him remind her how to grip it lightly, and how to pull slowly up and down, pumping it for him. She was actually excited that she was doing something to make him feel good.

He twisted slightly and reached for one of the Tupperware containers. Gently prying her fingers from around his urgently throbbing cock, he dipped her hand almost to the wrist in the cool sticky jelly. He guided her jelly covered hand back to his cock and her fingers knew to grip him and begin to masturbate him again – this time with the slippery thickness of the jelly coating every inch of his cock. He released his hold on her hand and allowed her to pump him with slow deliberation while his hand stroked her hair, entwining his fingers in her hair at the back of her head,

“You haven’t eaten yet,” he whispered as he pressed gently down on her head, guiding her, bringing her closer to his shaft.

She gasped as his male scent mixed with the scent of strawberry jelly came to her, and flirted its way into her mouth and nose. She opened her eyes momentarily, seeing the eager, swollen head of his cock, sticking right up at her. It was intoxicating, knowing that it was hard for her, that it wanted her. She did nothing to resist, letting herself go limp. It didn’t really come as a surprise to her. He had already taken her through the minefield of oral-genital contact with his own mouth and tongue between her thighs. Those intimate parts of her young body, her sweet, soft, hairless lips, and the snug hole of her teen vagina, were still wet with his saliva. How could she deny him?

She was understandably nervous. It was like the two of them were engaged in a slow, lewdly erotic dance, with him in the lead, guiding her. She closed her eyes, and trembled nervously as the warm, rude bulb of his cock head touched her lips. He let her feel him trace a line around her lips with the tip, leaving a slippery trail of strawberry stickiness. Her stiff tongue flicked out experimentally, tasting the jelly. Then he pressed gently down on her head again, coaxing her lips apart, slipping between them. It was an incredibly powerful experience for Elle, to be so deeply and intimately connected to a man, to have the head of his adult cock between her lips, to feel him pressing down on her head and she understood what he wanted her to do.

For a brief moment, Elle almost panicked, almost pulled away, almost felt tears of anxiety welling up inside her, almost believed she couldn’t do it. His big cock was staring her in the face, then touching her mouth, pressing upward, suggesting, insisting. A nervous gasp of air burst from her lips, and it was too late. He lifted his hips and gently pushed the head of his cock into her open mouth.

Elle whimpered softly and gave him what he wanted, parting her tender young lips, admitting his swollen cock to the forbidden warmth of her mouth, opening up for him, taking the swollen head inside, feeling it slide over her tongue and tasting his maleness mixed with the heady sweetness of strawberry.

“Ohhhhhh . . . that feels SO good Elle,” he whispered hoarsely, encouraging her.

If Uncle Terry had not been as cunning or careful all of this should have frightened any girl into screaming and running as far and as fast as she could away from him. But fear is not what Elle was feeling at that moment. She felt elated at having given him what he wanted – her young mouth embracing the top two-and-a-half inches of his stiff adult cock. Why did it feel so good? Why did it feel so warm and exciting, to be alone with him like that, naked, with his big cock in her mouth? Why did it make her feel so special?

Elle recalled a word, guys her age, love to use. She obviously knew what it meant, but she had never thought much about it. She never considered it would ever apply to her. She had certainly never imagined doing it. The word was “cocksucker”. She moaned at her realization, her new understanding of the word as she gently, tentatively pulled in her cheeks, whimpering softly, doing it for him, sucking his cock and embracing the full meaning of that word. She was a cocksucker. She was her Uncle Terry’s . . . cocksucker.

He kept telling her she was beautiful, caressing her tenderly, as she sucked him. His touch was electric as he reached for her hips, curling her body around his, gently spreading her legs.

Elle whimpered softly, and gasped through her nose, as his hand moved back down onto the cheeks of her bum, between them, slipping all the way down and around to find the soft hairless lips of her wet pussy, rubbing her gently. His thick middle finger found her clit, touching it, rubbing gently and then moving on. His finger slipped between her hairless lips, flirting with the tight ring of her pussy hole, poking it tentatively.

“Mmm, keep sucking, princess,” he murmured urgently as he wrapped the fingers of his free hand around the lower end of his shaft, so she would not gag.

Elle gasped nervously through her nostrils and not knowing what else to do, she obediently sucked in her cheeks, giving him what he wanted, creating a low pressure suction in her teen mouth, sucking the head of his cock, as his hand began a slow pumping motion on the exposed shaft.

His left hand picked up the pace on his throbbing cock shaft, pumping it urgently as the thick middle finger of his right hand poked invasively at the tight ring of her tight pussy.

A muffled yelp escaped from Elle as the tip of his finger squeezed into the snug opening of her young vagina, stretching the entrance, pushing it open, bumping up against the thin membrane . . . of her still intact hymen.

“You’ve got the tightest little pussy,” he gasped.

The tip of his finger moved, flirting with Elle ‘s pussy, pulling back out of her hole, sliding all the way up to the pouting nub of her young clitoris, circling around it, rubbing it, then tucking down again, pushing into her tight ring, touching her hymen, pressing gently up against it . . . suggesting and insinuating.

Elle felt the urgency building in his body as he tensed but she kept up the strong sucking pressure on the head of his cock.

When Uncle Terry finally came, it was explosive. His body bucked upward, taking Elle’s mouth with it, the head of his cock pressing gently against the back of her throat.

The excited girl gurgled submissively as the first blast of his thick sperm squirted unexpectedly into the warmth of her young mouth. She responded defensively, intuitively, contracting her throat and processing the gush of sperm, moving it quickly to the back of her throat and swallowing it.

The second flush of his orgasm was even bigger than the first.

He grunted loudly as another blast of cum squirted from the end of his cock, spurting deep into the young girl’s mouth.

Just as the second blast of the man’s hot cum was bursting into her mouth, she felt his body stiffen, shudder, and release quickly in an uncontrolled jerking motion that seemed almost convulsive. What happened next was not planned or intentional – it just happened. But for Elle, it was earth-shattering – her mouth burst open and she yelped loudly, her lips releasing their grip on the shaft of Uncle Terry’s cock as his thick middle finger stabbed through the thin membrane of her young hymen, breaking and entering the snug tunnel of her vagina. Her body bucked defensively, the muscles of her thighs and her buttocks tightening, his sperm dripping out of her open mouth, the head of his cock still pressing against the back her throat as the full length of his finger pushed insolently into the tight channel of her hairless little cunt.

It was done. The thin membrane of Elle’s hymen was broken. Her cherry was popped. The sexy hole of her pussy was forever open to the world. She whimpered softly, feeling her muscles flex, tremble, and then relax, going almost limp, as her body surrendered to him, accepting his finger, taking it deep inside her. Her young mind reeled as she struggled with the strange, penetrating sensation of having a man’s finger pushed so far up her pussy for the first time in her life.

She slowly regained her composure and, wrapping her lips around the shaft of the man’s cock once again, sucked the last few drops of his thick sticky cum into her mouth, swallowing it hungrily. She moaned softly as the tender, stretched hole of her young pussy constricted tightly round Uncle Terry’s thick finger as he pulled it carefully out of her.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean for that to happen. ” Elle nodded. “I think that’s enough for one day, don’t you,” smiled Uncle Terry as he cleaned her tenderly with a baby wipe.

Elle nodded again and accepted his lips as he kissed her gently.

They cleared the remains of their picnic, shoving it haphazardly into the basket without worrying about the mess. It had served its purpose. Then they dressed slowly. Elle turned her back, suddenly shy and self conscious about his eyes on her naked body.

Elle settled back into the passenger seat of the MG. Her mind was still reeling from the strange experience. She barely noticed as Uncle Terry started the car and put it into gear. He backed up and rejoined the narrow road that would take them back down the hill into town. They drove in silence to the corner where he picked her up.

“Home safe and sound,” he said, smiling at her as he reached over to open the passenger door for her.

As Elle turned to step out of the car, Uncle Terry reached out and took her hand in his.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked.

Elle nodded. She felt a little strange. Like waking from a dream . . . it had all ended so quickly and dramatically, but she was okay.

“Good,” he said. “We still on for Saturday?”

Elle hesitated. She had decided earlier in the day that she would tell him she couldn’t go with him. Then she remembered, she had also decided she would not get into his car.

“Yeah, still on,” she said softly.

Uncle Terry beamed happily and winked at her.

“You are so perfect,” he said, bringing a blush to the school girl’s face.

He kissed her briefly. Then he was driving away. He had not said so, but Elle was confident he would be waiting for her after school tomorrow and she smiled.

She had walked halfway down the road before she noticed an odd sensation between her legs. She could feel cool air on her skin. She gasped as she remembered, she had left her panties . . . with Uncle Terry. She was naked under her skirt. She worried for a moment that her parents or Mike would notice but then she remembered, nobody would be home this early. Her skin tingled with excitement. There was something undeniably naughty about being out on the street, wearing a short skirt and knowing that she was naked underneath it. Just as naughty was the lingering sweet and sour taste of sperm and strawberry jelly that coated her tongue. Naughtiest of all was the undeniable fact . . . that Elle was no longer a virgin. Naughty again when she realized, perhaps next time . . . that same long cock could travel up her pussy, with little pain.

Unexpected things happen all the time. Some good and some not so good. It was definitely one of the not so good things that resulted in Mike’s football practice being cancelled. On its own it was simply what it seemed, a not so good happening. However, combined with the cancellation and Mike walking home alone and the timing which resulted in his turning the corner just in time to see his baby sister getting out of Uncle Terry’s car, this happening had the potential of becoming a major event. When Elle bent to kiss Uncle Terry goodbye, the major event had a very good chance of becoming a total disaster. The act of bending which caused the little girl’s skirt to ride up, exposing her naked bum to her stunned brother’s gaze, just made it a racing certainty . . . he would follow up on what he just saw.

Feb 17

I’ll do anything for him Part 003 0 (0)

Introduction:

Grace is a poorly educated ex Children’s Home girl for whom they find a job for her and hovel to live in. Then she falls in love with one of the Managers and she will do absolutely anything for him.

When the meeting got underway again, one of the guys uncovered a vase of flowers that was on a table in the middle of the room. Now I like flowers but I wondered just how many photographs of them the people there could take, but then Steve spoke up.

“Guys, we can photograph flowers anytime that we want, but I was wondering if Grace would be so kind as to model for us, I’m sure that you’ll all agree that she would make an excellent model.”

Although Jack had half warned me that he might want me to model for them, when it came to actually being asked in front of everyone I suddenly became shy and embarrassed.

“No, I couldn’t, and why would you want to photograph a skinny, flat-chested girl like me?”

“Grace,” Steve continued, “photographic models come in all shapes and sizes, admittedly most aren’t what most people would call attractive, but you are, and your innocence makes you the perfect subject, all you have to do is just sit there smiling and pulling funny faces at us.”

I giggled at the funny faces remark then looked at Jack and saw that his face was beaming.

“So what would I have to do Steve?”

“Just sit there, well not quite, but it’s just as easy. We’ll tell you how to sit, or stand or lay on the table, where to put your arms and legs and what expression to put on your face, it’s as simple as that.”

“Would you be expecting me to take my dress off, because I have nothing on under it.”

“We’ve worked that our already Grace but that’s up to you, none of us would want you to do anything that you don’t want to do or are uncomfortable with.”

I looked at Jack and saw that he was still beaming. When he saw me looking at him he nodded his head.

“Well okay, if you really want me to.”

“We do Grace, and we really appreciate you offering.”

I stood up and realised that all the guy were talking about me and fiddling with their equipment, photography equipment that is, although I did notice that Jack had a big bulge in the front of his trousers that made my pussy tingle and want to be alone with him.

Steve sort of took charge and started telling me where and how to stand whilst all the other guys, including Jack, started taking photographs. I had to hold each pose for a couple of minutes while they all moved around me clicking away.

It didn’t take me long to relax and Steve told me that I was a better model when I was relaxed.

After about 10 or 15 poses Steve brought a chair over for me and told me to sit on it. As soon as I sat I realised that they would be able to see up my dress to my pussy. I looked over to Jack again and he must have know what I was thinking because he smiled and nodded his head.

The poses this time definitely included them being able to see my pussy in just about all of the poses. Some of the poses were with me with my legs spread wide and I wondered if the cameras would be able to capture the fact that my pussy was all wet.

Then Steve asked me if I’d mind slipping my arms out of the dress and just letting the spaghetti straps just dangle.

“My dress might start to slide down me.” I said.

“Would you mind if it did Grace?” Steve asked.

“I guess not.” I replied looking at the still smiling Jack.

The bulge in his jeans looked painful and I so wanted to give him some relief.

It took a couple of poses for the dress to slip over first one, then both nipples, and as soon as it was passed my second nipple the whole top slid down to my waist.

“Good, good girl Grace, hold it there.” I kept hearing the guys say, then I heard Steve say,

“Stand up please Grace.”

I did, knowing full well that the dress would hit the floor and that I’d be totally naked in front of all the guys. I looked at Jack again and he was still smiling when my dress puddled on the floor.

“Step out of it please Grace.” Steve said.

I did, and one of the guys came and moved my dress, and the chair, away from me.

This time the standing poses felt different but I guess that they weren’t that different to the first set, except that I was naked.

Ten or fifteen minutes later Steve asked me to lay on the table and I was pleased that, although small, my breasts were still firmly looking like pointed little breasts and that they hadn’t just flopped making me look like what Jack calls ‘fried eggs’.

The poses were a lot more explicit with my legs being spread wide in just about every one, even the ones where they had me laying on my side It was embarrassing but every time that I looked over to Jack to see if he was still happy he smiled and it made my pussy get wetter. I wondered just how much of my juices would be visible on the photos.

The final pose was of me on my back, knees up and down by my shoulders. I hated to think what those photos would be like.

Eventually it was all over and Steve told me that I could put my dress back on.

“When can I see them all?” I asked, curious to see just how embarrassing the photos would be.

“You’ll have to come back in a couple of weeks Grace but Jack might let you see the ones that he took before then.” Steve replied.

I went and stood next to Jack and put my arm round him for a little comfort. He put his arm round me and gently squeezed me making me feet nice and wanted.

That was it for the evening and as we left all the guys thanked me for posing for them. On the way home Jack asked me if I’d enjoyed the evening.

“Well,” I replied, “The first half was boring, don’t get me wrong there were lots of great photos but photos of flowers and scenery don’t do a lot for me.”

“What about the second half of the meeting Grace?”

“Hmm, if you were trying to embarrass me then you succeeded, but apart from that, it sort of made me feel wanted, that maybe me having small tits and being so skinny isn’t such a bad thing. I know that you keep telling me that I’m beautiful but I look at all those famous, beautiful women and I feel inadequate.”

I didn’t get the chance to finish what I was saying because Jack interrupted me saying,

“Hold it right there young lady.”

He also stopped the car on the side of the road and turned to face me.

“Grace, have you heard the saying, ‘one man’s meat is another man’s poison?”

“Yes.”

“Well you are my meat, a very juicy and delicious steak, and I love every little bit of this chunk of meat. Everyone is different, we all have different beliefs in what is good and bad, beautiful and ugly. Me, I like, no, I love, skinny girls with small tits, especially ones that have a great character like you do, ones that are proud of their body and not ashamed for other people to see it. Deep down I believe that you like yourself, the problem being that you, like all young people, have had it drummed into them that bodies are horrible things that need to be covered all the time. That’s a load of crap put out by prudes who can’t think for themselves. All I’m doing is helping you to realise that deep down you do like your body.”

“Jack, I KNOW what you just said, you’ve said it before and I agree with you and I’m happy with how you are trying to bring out the real me, that’s why I’m happy to do whatever you ask. What I was going to say was that the modelling was a little embarrassing to start off with but I got over that and started to enjoy it. Even when Steve got to me to take my dress off, but it got embarrassing again when Steve got me to get on the table and got me to spread my legs.”

“Grace, your pussy is beautiful, it’s perfect, just a hint of inner labia flaps and a clit that likes to come out to play. There’s nothing more that a man could ask for and you showing yourself to everyone makes every man want to get his hands on you.”

“Well they can’t, I’m all yours, unless you want me to let other men put their hands on me.”

“Grace, I have no problem with other men looking at you naked, and touching you, even making you cum with their fingers. All I ask is that you don’t fuck other men.”

“I will never to that Jack, but you actually don’t mind other men touching my tits and pussy and even making me cum?”

“No I don’t mind, just so long as you come back to me.”

“I will Jack, I will. But I don’t particularly want other men to touch me, only you.”

“Okay Grace, that’s enough talking, let’s get home and into bed. After watching you naked in front of the rest of the club I’m desperate to get you into bed and fuck your brains out.”

“If me being naked in front of other people makes you want to fuck my brains out maybe I should go for a walk down the main street of town every Saturday afternoon without any clothes on.”

“That would do wonders for your self-esteem and pride in your body but I’m pretty sure that some prude would complain and call the police.”

“Maybe you should find a city where I can walkabout naked and take me there for a holiday.

“That’s an awesome idea Grace, if only one existed.”

By that time we were pulling into Jack’s drive. We didn’t make it into the house before Jack jumped on me and we made love over the front of the car before going inside and doing it again.

As me, we lay there in post coital bliss, I said,

“Jack, is you getting me naked in front of your mates your way of getting me more proud of my body and not ashamed for other people to see it.”

“Is it working Grace?”

“Well I guess that it is, I’m not quite as embarrassed as I was that first time with Steve.”

“And does being naked in front of other guys turn you on?”

“Yes it does, but not as much as when you are looking at my naked body Jack.”

“Well it’s obviously working then, but if you go back to being covered all the time you won’t be as horny so I think you’ll have to be naked more often and in front of more people.”

“I love you Jack so you know that I’ll do it, I’ll be naked anywhere you want.”

“And play with yourself anywhere as well?”

“You know that I will.”

After a short silence Jack said,

“Grace, do you think that I’m taking advantage of you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well you weren’t exactly experienced with men or relationships when you first went out with me and I’m a bit worried that you think that I’m taking advantage of you, making you do things that you don’t really want to do because you think that that’s what girlfriends do?”

“Jack, you’re right, I don’t have any previous experience of being a girlfriend or having sex, and I’m guessing that not every girlfriend gets naked as often as I do, but I’m happy. Yes you push my limits and get me to do things that I don’t really want to do and a lot of the time it’s quite embarrassing, but after I’ve done them I’m happy that I did them and I’m happy that you pushed me so stop worrying. I’m happy and I love every seconds of my time with you, and I love you. Do you fancy a blowjob?”

He did so I sucked his cock until he gave me a late night snack then we went to sleep.

—

Jack woke me in the most pleasurable way possible then we had an hour long lovemaking session before getting up and going to the bathroom together. I’ve got used to us doing all our business in there whilst the other one is there and as well as talking about what we are doing there and then we talk about other things in our lives.

That morning we talked about the party that Jack was hosting that night.

“So I’m guessing that you want me to be naked all night Jack?”

“Yes please Grace, it will be good for your self confidence and esteem.”

“I know, I’m sure that it will be embarrassing to start off with but I’m sure that I’ll get used to it. Didn’t one of your mates say that he’s try to get his girlfriend to be naked as well?”

“They all did, but that might have just been the booze talking.”

“So have you seen the 3 girls naked before Jack?”

“Yes, we all got totally pissed at a party and ended up trying to have an orgy but we were all too far gone.”

“You were drunk Jack? I’d like to have seen that.”

“And I’d like to see you drunk, drunk and naked Grace.”

“Well you might get that chance tonight Grace.”

“No, I don’t want to get drunk, I want to remember every second of you fucking me after they’ve all gone.”

“And I want to remember every second of me fucking you Grace.”

Straight after breakfast we went to the supermarket to get the food and drink for the party then it was back home with me getting the food ready and Jack getting the hot tub working. Because of my lack of experience in cooking and arranging party food I had to keep going and interrupting Jack but he was very patient with me, but one time he came up behind me and stuck his hard cock up my pussy from behind while I was arranging a tray of volovants. Another time that I was putting the cream on a trifle he did the same, but bending me over so that I right tit actually went down into the cream. He licked it off after we’d both cum.

Finally everything was ready and Jack suggested that we christen the hot tub. So we did. It wasn’t quite as warm as I would have liked but Jack told me that it would be by the time the guests arrived.

I started getting nervous as it got close to the time that we were expecting the guests to arrive. After Jack failed to calm me down he told me to go to the bedroom and masturbate to help me relax.

I did, and after a nice orgasm I actually dozed off. Jack sliding a finger up my slit woke me then he said,

“Everyone had arrived, brush your hair then I’ll take you down and introduce everyone, and remember to keep your hands by your sides.”

He kept rushing me, presumably to stop me from getting nervous, but as he led me down the stairs the nerves hit me again and I really squeezed Jacks hand. I could feel my face glowing red with embarrassment as Jack led me into the lounge where everything suddenly went quiet and about 15 or 20 pairs of eyes stared at the naked me.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Jack loudly said, “although I’m not sure just how many gentlemen there are here, for those of you who haven’t met this young lady before, this is Grace, my new girlfriend. As you can see she’s a little shy and embarrassed but she has decided to embrace her sexuality and wants to be naked all the time that she’s in this house so I do hope that her nudity isn’t going to be a problem for any of you and that you’ll all be nice to her, especially as it is Grace that has prepared all this food for you.

Charlie and Lucy were the first to come over to me, Lucy hugging me and telling me that I am a brave girl and that I have nothing to be embarrassed about. Charlie held out his hand to shake mine but instead he lifted my hand to his face, kissed it and said,

“Hi Grace, it’s good to see ALL of you this time.”

“Is there something that you should be telling me Charlie?” Lucy asked.

“No, no,” I replied, “it’s just that Jack to to the boys night last Friday and my skirt was a bit too short.”

“Got a look at Grace’s knickers did you Charlie, is that why you were so horny when you got home?”

“No, I didn’t see her knickers,” Charlie replied, “she wasn’t wearing any.”

”Oh, I see,” Lucy said, “you are a brave girl going out with that bunch, I’m surprised that they all didn’t try to jump you in the pub.”

“They were perfect gentlemen.” I replied.

“That’s twice I’ve heard that word tonight and I haven’t a clue who you and Jack could be talking about but I’m sure that Jack would like to take you around everyone here and show you off to them all, especially with you dressed like that Grace.

Enjoy your party Grace and I’m sure that we’ll talk again later.”

Jack took my hand and led me to the kitchen to get us both a drink, then he led me to each group of people introducing me and me almost immediately forgetting their names. Each group seemed to have one person that asked me the same questions about how I met Jack and what was it like to be the only one naked at a party.

Everyone was nice and by the time I’d been taken round the room I was starting to relax and actually enjoy being the centre of attention. My pussy had felt very dry as I’d walked down the stairs with Jack but by the time I’d got round the room it was feeling quite squishy. I thought to myself,

“I’m actually finding this being the only one naked and everyone staring at me quite exhilarating, quite arousing.”

Jack stayed with me for quite a while as we moved back to groups and talking about different things and when others were talking I looked at the people looking at me. They rarely saw me looking as their eyes were looking below my neck and it gave me the chance to look at their expressions and try to work out what they were thinking as they looked at my tiny tits and pussy.

A few times I was pleased that Jack had got me to start shaving my pussy every day because I started hoping that the people could see my hard clit peeking out of my slit. When one boring conversation about football was going on I thought about Jack saying that all women were exhibitionists at heart and I was starting to think that he was right, well certainly about me.

After about 30 minutes I realised that I was totally relaxed about being the only one naked, although I had got Jack to put quite a bit of vodka in my orange juice and I wondered if I’d feel the same without the vodka. I decided to stick to just plain orange juice for the rest of the night to see if that made any difference.

After Jack told everyone to get stuck into the food I was stood next to Jack eating and he said,

“So how are you doing Grace?”

“Okay, I’ve never really been to an adults party before and everyone is so nice and friendly. We should have more parties.”

“I was actually wondering about how you are coping with being naked.”

“Oh that, yes, it’s alright, no, it’s better than alright, I’ve been horny since shortly after your little speech.”

“So you like being the only one naked Grace?”

“Don’t tell that Jack bloke, but yes I do, it makes me want to drag him into the bedroom and get him to fuck my brains out.”

Jack laughed and told me that he was sure that that Jack bloke would do just that as soon as he could.

Jack put one of his hands on my little bubble butt and squeezed.

“Don’t put your fingers any lower Jack, you’ll find out just how turned on I am.”

He did, and I heard myself moan a little as he slid a finger along my wet slit.

We finished eating and before I knew it I was talking to Arthur, Jo, Oscar and Emma.

“So Grace,” Emma said, “when I saw you walking down the stairs I thought that you might be some sort of show-off, stuck-up bitch but you’re not are you, you’re actually a nice girl. I’m not so sure about you being naked but I’m guessing that that was Jack’s idea.”

“Yes it was, he says that all women are exhibitionists at heart and that me being naked will boost my self esteem and make me proud of my body.”

“I’m not so sure about the exhibitionist part but he’s probably right about the rest. I bet that it makes you horny as well doesn’t it?”

“Yes.” I replied.

“You are an exhibitionist Emma.” Oscar said, “you love going to nude beaches and walking up and down strutting your stuff. Last time we went to Ibiza you never wore more than a sarong. Everyone could see your tits and pussy most of the time.”

“Thank you for telling everyone Oscar.” Emma said.

“You’re welcome love, but it’s true, and you enjoyed it, I’ve never seen you so horny for so long, I was knackered by the time we got on the plane to come home, I was almost happy to go back to work for a rest.”

“Jo was the same when we went to Mallorca.” Arthur added, “took a bloody big case full of clothes and wore next to nothing most of the time.”

“Well I wasn’t to know that I could wear just a G-string most of the time.”

“Yes, and all your G-strings are all see-through Jo. Everyone could see your pussy even when we were walking along the streets.” Oscar said, “Jacks right, all girls are exhibitionists, they just need to be let out of their box and away they go, naked as the lovely Grace here.”

Neither Jo or Emma denied it and I got more convinced that Jack was right and more convinced that me being naked at home all the time was the right thing to do.

The topic of conversation changed to football and Emma said that she was going to the loo.

“Come on Grace.” Emma said and we headed up to the bathroom with Jo following.

In the bathroom Emma pulled up her skirt, revealing that she wasn’t wearing any knickers,

and she sat on the toilet and started peeing.

“So Grace,” Emma asked, “do you really like being naked all the time or is it just to please Jack? I tried it once, lasted for 4 weeks before I got sick of having to put something on when anyone came to the door.”

“Oh, I’ve answered the door like this, and your are partially right, I started being naked to please Jack but the longer I’m like this the more I like it. It makes me feel good all the time.”

“I do it sometimes when I’m in the mood.” Jo added, “Arthur gets really horny when I walk around without any clothes on and he fucks me so much that I get sore and I have to put some clothes on to cool him down.”

“Yeah,” Emma added, “Oscar makes me sore when I stay naked but I solve that problem by giving him lots of blowjobs.”

By that time Emma had finished peeing, wiped herself and Jo too revealed that she too had come to the party knickerless and she sat on the toilet and started peeing.

“Jack makes me sore sometimes but I want his cock so much that I put up with the soreness.” I said.

“You work with Jack don’t you Grace?” Emma asked.

“We work at the same place but not the same department.”

“So he can’t drag you into the stationery cupboard and fuck your brains out whenever he wants.”

“No, but he does put his hand on my thigh and slide it up to my pussy in the canteen sometimes.”

“And you don’t wear knickers for work?” Jo asked.

“No, I don’t have any proper knickers, only a bead G-string thing, it covers nothing but is does rub on my clit when I walk about.”

“Yes, I’ve got one of those, they’re good aren’t they? I walk around a lot at work when I’m wearing mine.”

“Yeah, I’ve got one of those too.” Emma added, “I like it but Oscar prefers me to wear one of my remote controlled vibrators at work. That way he can drive me crazy whenever he likes.”

“Oscar’s a driving instructor isn’t he?” Jo asked and when Jo nodded her head Jo continued,

“So while he’s teaching some hot little slut how to do a 3 point turn or reverse up some back alley, he could be bring you off at work using his phone?”

“I don’t know that he’s done that but he has told me that while he was driving me crazy he was watching an 18 year old girl’s tits bounce about as they drove down a road with lots of speed bumps. You should ask Jack to get you one Grace, Ohmibod and Lovense are the best, I’ve got both.”

“I’ll talk to Jack about it.” I said as I took my turn on the toilet.

We went back to the party and Jack must have put some music on because a few people were dancing. Emma, Jo and myself joined the dancers but it wasn’t long before Jack told everyone that he’d got the hot tub working and he asked if anyone wanted to to and try it.

I saw 2 couples head for the kitchen and presumably out the back to the hot tub. Jack and Charlie came and joined us dancing and when some slow numbers played Jack held me close, his hands going up and down my bare back, squeezing my butt when his hands were there.

“Fancy a quickie in the hot tub?” Jack whispered in my ear.

“Yes, but there might be others there.”

“So what?”

Jack led me out with me wondering if he was actually going to fuck me with other people watching us. As soon as we were outside I saw that both the couples that I’d seen go that way earlier were in the hot tub and by the looks of them both girls were at least topless and bouncing up and down on their partner’s cocks.

Jack stripped naked, climbed in and almost pulled me in after him. Seconds later we were making out with me bouncing up and down on his cock.

I heard both girls cumming and wondered if I made as much noise as they did. Whilst I was still going up and down both couples climbed out and I saw that they were all naked. It was the first time that I’d seen other men’s cocks and decided that I liked Jack’s the best. I also saw that both the girls had bald pussies like mine.

As one of the guys got out he said,

“Thanks for the hot tub Jack, it’s a great addition to a party. We’ll make some space so that others can enjoy it.”

By that I assumed that he meant a great place to take girls to fuck them.

I orgasmed while watching the 4 of them using towels from the pile that Jack had taken out earlier. The guys got dressed but both girls walked back into the house leaving their clothes outside.

When both our orgasms subsided I asked Jack if the party was going to turn into an orgy.

“Maybe, we’ll just see how things go.”

I was still straddling Jack with my head resting on his shoulder when Arthur, Emma, Oscar and Jo came out and started stripping. As both girls were only wearing dresses and shoes they were naked quicker than the guys and were soon climbing in alongside Jack and me. As Oscar and Arthur climbed in I saw my second and third hard cocks, the sight of which, together with Jack playing with my clit, made me cum again.

I stayed there with Jack still playing with my pussy under the water as Emma and Jo rode Arthur and Oscar either side of me and Jack. As the 2 girls bounced up and down I felt a hand on my right tit. At first I assumed that it was one of Jack’s hands but as I enjoyed the hand playing with my nipple I realised that one of Jack’s hands was on my pussy and the other on my butt.

I looked at Oscar but he gave no indication that his hand was on my tit, then I whispered to Jack that Oscar was playing with one of my tits.

“Does it feel nice?” Jack asked.

“Well yes but.”

“Then just enjoy it.”

I didn’t know what to say, on the one hand I was Jack’s girlfriend, I was his and he was sharing my body with one of his mates. On the other hand it was nice having Jack rubbing my clit and finger fucking me whilst another man was giving me nice feeling in one of my tits. I didn’t know if I should feel guilty or happy that more than one man obviously liked my body.

Because Jack obviously wasn’t upset I just stayed put and enjoyed what the hands were doing to me.

I heard and saw both Emma and Jo have orgasms then relax and just as I realised that I was going to cum again soon both girls got up saying that they were going back inside. My arousal level dropped as they got out and got dried before going back inside without putting their clothes back on.

I saw Jack look at both Oscar and Arthur then Jack told me to stand up and turn around. I did then Jack pulled me down so that I was sat on his knees with my back resting on his shoulder. I then felt Jack’s hands on my knees then pulling them apart so that my pussy was spread open.

I gasped as 2 hands that obviously weren’t Jacks, started caressing my body, then one hand went to my tits and the other to my pussy.

At first I was shocked that Jack was letting that happen but at the same time it felt nice, especially as Jack was kissing my cheek. I turned my head and looked into Jack’s eyes then we kissed properly.

Jack’s hard cock was pressing into my back as one of the other guy’s hands was playing with my tits and the other guy’s hand was alternating between rubbing my clit and finger fucking me.

All thoughts of right or wrong disappeared as my arousal level rose and then peaked and I orgasmed again.

It was only as the orgasm subsided that my guilt and mixed feelings started again. Both Arthur and Oscar had stopped their assault on my body and a couple of minutes later they got up and got out. I watched the 2 soft cocks get out, get dried, dressed and go into the house.

Getting to my feet I turned, straddled Jack and impaled myself again, then said,

“Jack, you just let 2 of your mates grope me and bring me to an orgasm, I know that you’ve said that you wouldn’t mind other guys groping me but Oscar and Arthur made me cum, doesn’t that bother you?”

“No, they didn’t fuck you and it’s my bed that you’ll be crawling into later tonight. Enjoy the attention Grace. Enjoy the fact that they wanted to do that to you, it proves that you are gorgeous and have a great body.”

“Thank you Jack, can we talk more about this later, aren’t we supposed too be the hosts of this party and here we are fucking in the hot tub and ignoring all our guests.”

“You’re just too good to be true Grace, right again, come on, let’s go inside so that I can watch you and the other naked girls dancing, I like to see you gyrating your body in a very seductive way.”

“Do I do that?”

“That’s what it looks like to me.”

“You’re biased.”

“I am.”

We got out of the hot tub and dried. I went inside and joined the other girls dancing whilst Jack got dressed.

Earlier I’d thought that being the only person naked was a bit weird but now I was dancing naked with most of the guys watching us 5 naked girls dancing. I looked at the other naked girls and saw tits wobbling and bouncing about, I couldn’t compete with them so, remembering what Jack had said about gyrating myself, I started doing just that, trying to make my hips move in the sexiest way that I could.

It was fun and I noticed that some of the guys were spending more and more time looking at me, especially as I danced, gyrated my hips and thrust my pelvis forward, all with my feet about shoulder width apart.

I danced for ages, enjoying myself but also noticing other couples heading towards the hot tub then coming back later, the girl usually naked and with the ends of her hair wet.

I took a couple of breaks to get a drink and to talk to Jack who openly fondled my tits and pussy whilst we talked. Sometimes the people next to us were talking to us or at least watching us as Jacks hands got me all excited.

Eventually, people started to leave and I went and stood next to Jack to say goodbye. Jack put an arm around my shoulder and played with one of my nipples as we said goodbye to the people. Most of them thanking Jack for a great night and some of them saying that it was great to meet me.

Finally the last guests left and Jack shut the front door. Then he unfastened his trousers and let them drop to the floor. He hadn’t put his undies back on when he got out of the hot tub and his cock stood proud and waiting for attention. I knelt and kissed it then stood and jumped up on him. As I kissed his mouth as I slowly let my body slide down and I impaled myself on his hard cock.

Jack carried me up to bed like that then slowly fucked me to another glorious orgasm.

Laying side by side in post coital bliss we were silent for a few minutes then Jack said,

“Grace. You enjoyed Arthur and Oscar groping you tonight didn’t you?”

“They did make me cum.”

“So how do you fancy me arranging for some guys to come here and for them to grope you? I could blindfold you so that you don’t know who they are.”

“Well you know that I like to cum and it did feel nice having other men’s hands on me. Would they make me cum?”

“At least once.”

“Who would these men be, would they be your friends?”

“They may be, the whole idea is that you don’t know who they are so that you can just let yourself enjoy the pleasure that they’d give you.”

“And you’d be happy with that?”

“It would be me who fucked you in our bed afterwards, so yes, I’d be happy, and it would be amazing seeing you enjoy the pleasure that they’d give you.”

“Well, based just on your last answer alone I’d be happy to do it for you.”

“And for you Grace, now, earlier you said that you wanted us to talk about something?”

“Ah yes, I was talking to Emma and Jo and they were telling me about their remote controlled vibrators and how Arthur and Oscar control them when they are at work or anywhere else for that matter, and I was wondering if I should get one. I could save up for it after I’ve paid you my rent each month.”

“Grace, Grace, you have already paid your rent for the next 100 years just by being my girlfriend and being you. A man couldn’t ask for anything more. As for a vibrator, I hadn’t even thought about any sex toys for you, I’ve been too busy enjoying your company and body.

Okay I’d thought about you getting your nipples pierced and I still think that it’s a great idea, but toys, yes, now that I do think about it we should get you some. I like the idea of looking at you from across the office and watching you squirm and try to not cum, especially if I do it when your boss or another colleague is talking to you.”

“Jack, are you saying that you’d make me cum when I’m talking to Mr. Stevens, that would be so embarrassing.”

“Not if you tried to stop it from happening then kept a straight face when the orgasm hit you. And I’m pretty sure that old Stevens would enjoy watching you cum.”

“I don’t know that I could do that.”

“We’ll practice it at the pub or the photography club meetings first.”

“Oh Jack, I don’t know that I could do that, it would be so embarrassing if they realised what was happening to me.”

“I guess that we’ll just have to find out won’t we, you know that the orgasms that you’ll have will be very intense.”

“I’m sure that they will, they’ll also make me want to fuck you just as soon as I can.”

“That’s my girl, now impale yourself on this again, we’ll go online tomorrow and get you some toys.”

—

That Sunday was a busy day. After a late start due to our lovemaking we cleaned up then over a late breakfast of party leftovers, we went online and Jack ordered me a remote controlled vibrating egg that he could control from his phone anywhere in the world. I was still a bit apprehensive about him making me cum at work but I decided to cross that bridge when I got to it.

Jack also ordered a couple of dildos, a couple of butt plugs, a couple of blindfolds, a pair of handcuffs and vibrating thing called a magic wand. All of which he said I would love but I told him that I’d try them and see what they were like.

Then Jack told me to put a dress on and he took me to a place where I had my nipples pierced. It was run by a huge, bearded man who wore a leather jacket and his arms and chest were covered in tattoos. He looked scary but when he spoke he sounded to be a gentle man.

When Jack told him that I wanted my nipples pierced he told Jack that I’d have to lower my dress. Well the one that I’d worn isn’t the type that can just have the top lowered, it is all or nothing and Jack was smiling as I unfastened it and it fell to the floor leaving me naked.

The huge man hardly looked at me as he told me to get on the couch where he looked at my tits then held each nipple in turn and moved them about. By then they were rock hard and before I knew it both nipples had holes through them and pins through them which the man called ‘sleepers’.

“Do you want your clit hood piercing as well?” The man asked.

I looked at the man, saw that he was looking at my pussy and wondered why I had spread my legs so that the man was looking at all of my pussy, but for some strange reason I didn’t close them. It was Jack that answered,

“No, just her nipples.”

“Okay, it’s just that she’s naked and her legs are spread ready for a piercing.”

“No, not today, maybe another day. She’s just a bit of an exhibitionist, you know what girls are like.”

“Tell me about it, I had one girl a couple of days ago that spread her legs so wide that I could have driven a bus inside her. She must have thought that I was her gynaecologist.”

“Yeah,” Jack said, “they all like showing what they’ve got given half a chance.”

“And they always think that you want to see them. After you’ve seen a couple of hundred they all look the same. It’s what’s inside that counts.”

I looked up at the man and realised that I was just a piece of meat to him.

Without telling me that I could get dressed he showed us different types of jewellery that I could have in my nipples and Jack chose barbells with detachable ‘D’ rings, saying that I could get some chains to hang from them. At first I thought about the big chains that I’d seen through motorcycle wheels to stop them being stolen but my instant fears were allayed when the man brought out a tray of necklace type chains. Jack chose 2 small chains that I wondered if I would even notice that they were there.

The man turned back to me and looked at my nipples. Then he told me what to do to stop them getting infected, and that was it. I put my dress back on whilst Jack paid the man and we left.

“That was so clinical.” I said as we walked back to the car.

“Yes, he’s probably pierced a thousand nipples and a couple of hundred clits.” Jack replied, “Do they hurt?”

“Just a little.”

“I must remember to keep my hands off them for a while. Let me know if I forget and hurt you.”

“I will Jack.”

Back at home I took off my dress and closely inspected my nipples. I so wanted to pull and twist the sleepers to see how it felt but I managed to resist doing so.

The rest of the afternoon was taken up doing household chores then relaxing and fucking in the hot tub. Our evening’s entertainment was watching a slide show of the photos that Jack had taken at the photography club. The show was in time order and I could easily tell how tense I was to start off with and we talked about the shots where we could see me start to relax and then the ones where Steve got me to take my dress off.

Jack told me, and I agreed, that I looked totally relaxed when the photos of my spread pussy came up on the screen although I was a little embarrassed when we could easily see my juices bubbling and seeping out of my vagina.

“It’s perfectly normal for girl so aroused to be doing that Grace.” Jack said. “It just shows that you are a natural exhibitionistic, nude model Grace.”

I was starting to become sure that Jack was right.

We made love again then had an early night.

—

The next week was much the same as the previous one until we go home on the Thursday and discovered that the postman had delivered my toys. That evening was taken up with setting up the remote controlled vibrator and our phones, and playing with the other toys. Jack made me cum twice with the magic wand, that thing is amazing.

—

I was nervous as we walked into work on the Friday morning. I had the remote controlled vibrator inside me and Jack was threatening to make me cum over and over all day. Thankfully he didn’t, I only orgasmed twice and those times I was alone at my desk.

What he did do was leave the vibrator running on gentle vibrations for most of the day which made me horny all the time and thinking about Jack fucking me. I don’t think that I was as productive that day as I normally was.

—

That Saturday at the supermarket we bought lots of beer and on the way home I asked Jack why we’d got soo much.

“There’s a few guys coming round and I thought that it would be a good opportunity for you to get pleasured by a few guys that you can’t see.”

My brain went into over-drive.

“How many, you mean grope me, you mean blindfolded, will they fuck me?”

“Slow down there girl, it’s what we talked about before. Most importantly, you won’t get any cocks inside your pussy. As for the rest, it’s what we talked about. I’ll give you a safe word and you can stop everything whenever you want just by saying that word. You enjoyed Oscar and Arthur playing with your tits and pussy and this won’t be much more than that.”

I thought about it for a couple of minutes and realised that my pussy was tingling and getting quite wet at the thought.

“Okay,” I said, “just what do I have to do?”

“Just stand there or lay there, let the guys pleasure you, let them do all the work.”

“But who will the guys be?”

“I’m not telling you and I hope that you won’t take the blindfold off.”

“No I won’t, I promise.”

“Good, we’re all set then.”

“If you say so Jack.”

When it got to 7 pm Jack told me to go and have a shower then lay on the bed and masturbate to relax myself. I did but I was too nervous to actually cum. I heard the doorbell ring a couple of times then muffled voices and laughter.

After a while Jack came to see me and asked if I was ready.

“No, but I guess that I’m as ready as I will ever be.”

“That’s my girl, I promise that you’ll enjoy yourself. Now stand up and I’ll put the blindfold on you.”

Jack had put the blindfold on me a couple of times before when we’d been making love but this was different, it wasn’t Jack’s hands that would be all over me.

I was both nervous and excited as Jack led me downstairs in total silence.

I felt the lounge carpet under my feet so I knew where I was.

Jack told me to spread my feet so I did then he said,

“Okay gentlemen, she’s all yours.”

To say that I was nervous and tense would be an understatement, I was terrified. The thing was, I didn’t really know why. All those guys were going to do was put their hands on my naked body.

There was a little pause which didn’t help me, then I gasped as some fingers touched a nipple. I was suddenly happy that my piercings had healed.

Then more hands touched my flesh, thighs, stomach, other tit, butt. I sighed and finally relaxed and enjoyed the experience. Soon I was getting finger fucked and my clit was getting rubbed. It didn’t take long for my first orgasm to arrive, my knees buckling straight after my body had gone rigid. Down I went onto my knees, the hands loosing contact as I went down.

Those hands turned me and lay me down on the floor, spreading my legs wide as they did so. Then I felt a whole body laying over my face for a second before it rose up and I felt the end of a cock on my lips. I opened my mouth and in went the cock. I started sucking as I felt hands on my tits and pussy.

In and out went the cock in my mouth, going deeper and deeper and into my throat. Then the cock stopped moving whilst it was still in my throat. I felt it swell a little then it started pumping male cum down my throat. I held my breath as long as I could then I just had to turn my head. But the deed was done, the cock stopped pumping and withdrew letting me gasp for much needed air.

It wasn’t long before the body moved off me and another took it’s place, the hard cock finding my mouth and entering me.

Meanwhile, someone’s fingers were still rubbing my clit and finger fucking me. My arms and hands had been uselessly laying alongside my body but one of them found something to do as it felt a soft cock touching it. I turned my hand and grabbed the soft cock assuming that it was the ones attached to the balls that had just been emptied inside me. I started fondling it and it started to get hard again.

I started to cum again but the cocks and fingers didn’t stop.. I thought that I was going insane and was about to die as I went from one high to another, vaguely remembering getting another throat full of cum along the way.

The fingers on my pussy were replaced with something that I had come to love over that past couple of days, my magic wand, and I was taken to yet another high, my body going rigid for a couple of seconds then jerking about.

Again the cock in my mouth emptied the attached balls into my throat and it all started again.

I started to think that I couldn’t take any more and was trying to remember the safe word that Jack had given me but everything suddenly went black. Even blacker than the blindfold.

The next thing that I knew was that Jack was sat beside me and my head was on his lap and the blindfold was off.

“What happened?” I asked, “where are the guys?”

“They’ve left, a couple of them were worried that they’d killed you but you still had a strong heartbeat and your tits were going up and down. You passed out, too much too quick. I’ll get them to slow down the next time.”

“There’s going to be a next time?”

“Oh yes, I’ve never seen you cum so hard and so often. We’ve just got to repeat that. You’re not going to try to tell me that you didn’t think that it was good are you?”

“Jack, that wasn’t good, it was fucking awesome. Can you phone the guys and tell them to come right back please?”

“No Grace. You’ve had enough for one day.”

“But we will do it again won’t we?”

“I was thinking about every week, will that be okay with you?”

I reached up and pulled Jack’s head down to mine and kissed him. When the kiss broke I said,

“Can you make me cum one more time today please Jack, I want to finish with the best pair of hands and cock.”

Jack smiled, got from under me and went round to my feet. Then he lifted them up and over before sinking his cock into my hole.

It was a long slow fuck with Jack making love to me rather that the hurried efforts of the other guys, whoever they were, and when we both orgasmed we just lay beside each other on the carpet in the living room for ages before Jack got up, pulled me up then carried me up to the shower.

There was no more sex before we went to sleep holding each other.

—

Those anonymous pleasuring me sessions have been repeated just about every week. I’ve tried to get Jack to tell me who the guys are and even if it was that same guys each week but he just won’t tell me. Neither will any of his friends when we meet that at the pub. Their girlfriends must know who the guys are but they too won’t tell me. They tell me that it will spoil the anonymity and not be so pleasurable for me if I know.

It was about 3 months after the first time that I found out that the guys that had been groping and fingering my naked body at those blindfold sessions have included some guys from work, and not the same 3 each time. I was mortified. I didn’t want to go to work the next day and Jack threatened to carry me into the car then into work as I was right then (naked) if I didn’t put a dress and shoes on. I did and we went to work.

That day at work, and most days since have been embarrassing. Every time a guy looks at me or speaks to me I wondered if he was one of the ones who had seen me naked and made me cum, but all the guys are staying silent, well at least to me.

One day Jack accidentally let slip that one of the guys was Andy from accounts. The next time that I saw Andy I went bright red with embarrassment as I tried to return the smile that he gave me. But neither of us spoke about it.

A couple of weeks after Jacks admissions I was slowly coming to terms with the knowledge that most, if not all, of the guys that Jack knows, knows me intimately. I’ve started looking at every man who Jack talks to and I wonder if they would be groping and fingering me at the next session.

Okay It’s still a bit embarrassing but I’m getting used to it, after all, the pleasure that I get is unbelievable and the pleasure that Jack gets from watching me makes it all worth the embarrassment.

Another thing that is still happening is my nude modelling at the photography club meetings. They keep telling me that it’s so much better photographing a live model rather than a vase of flowers. I overheard Steve talking to Jack about them taking me out into the countryside somewhere and photographing me ‘in nature’. I’ve decided that I will be happy doing that just so long as there aren’t strangers around, but knowing Jack he’ll want to do the session on a busy hiking trail or somewhere where there are lots of people.

I’m getting more relaxed about the actual photo taking sessions, even the ones where Steve has me spread my legs wide, but I still get embarrassed during the first half of the meetings when they show and discuss the previous meetings photographs. It doesn’t help that they display the images on a huge monitor that displays my clit the size of my head. But on the plus side, I now know what every square millimetre of my pussy looks like.

Jack’s still going to the pub with his mates every week and he sometimes takes me. When he does I have to sit where his mates and other pub goers can see up my skirt. One time a drunk pub goer saw up my skirt when the guys had pulled my knees apart and the drunk loudly let everyone in the pub know that he’d seen my pussy.

Jack doesn’t go to the pub with his mates if there’s a big football match on the TV. Instead he invites them round to our house and I serve snacks and beer to them. Of course I’m naked but they are so engrossed in the games that they hardly notice me. I swear that I could sit next to the television and masturbate and they wouldn’t notice me. But there again, they’ve seen me naked, and probably / possibly been some of the guys that make me cum anonymously each week.

Jack has started talking about taking me on holiday somewhere but he wants to go somewhere where I can be naked all the time and he hasn’t found anywhere yet.

Well, that was how my life changed for the much better and what happened during the first few months after Jack asked me out. I’m now convinced that what Jack says is right, that I am an exhibitionist. Maybe I’ll find the time to write about what Jack gets me to do, but whatever it is he knows that I will do anything for him for 2 reasons, firstly I love him and secondly, my life as never been better.

Feb 17

I’ll do anything for him Part 002 0 (0)

Introduction:

Grace is a poorly educated ex Children’s Home girl for whom they find a job for her and hovel to live in. Then she falls in love with one of the Managers and she will do absolutely anything for him.

When we woke up again it was light outside and Jack reminded me that we had to go shopping, that I literally had nothing that I could wear for work the day after. Jack had already introduced me to the cowboy way of fucking but he introduced me to the reverse cowboy way before he carried me into his shower.

It was a very happy Grace that went down to put some coffee on, me not caring at all that I was still totally naked. After breakfast I went to get my old skirt and T-shirt out of the dryer and discovered that they were still wet. Between us we had forgotten to start the drying cycle.

“You can go shopping like that Grace.” Jack said.

“You wish, I’d get arrested within minutes of getting out of the car.”

“Yes I do wish that we could go shopping with you totally naked Grace. I’d be so proud of the naked girl on my arm.”

“I wouldn’t be able to get out of your car. I’d be so embarrassed and ashamed, my hands would be glued to my pussy and tits.”

“That’s okay for now Grace, we’ll work on your confidence.”

“Hmm, so how are we going to go shopping? I might be able to get my knickers dry in time but not the skirt or T-shirt.”

“You can wear one of my shirts, I’m sure that they will be long enough for you to wear as a dress.”

“You think so? But I’ll have no knickers on, your boxers would just fall right off me.”

“You don’t need knickers, no one will be able to tell that you haven’t got any on.”

“You think?”

“Let’s go and see if we can get you decent enough to go shopping.”

We went and did our bathroom things including watching each other sitting on the toilet.

Then it was shower time and Jack fucked me against the shower wall with the hot water pounding down on us.

Back in his bedroom Jack got dressed whilst I tried on all his shirts. His longest was white with long sleeves. I rolled the sleeves up because they were too long for my arms then borrowed one of his narrow belts but I had to tie it because there wasn’t a hole for the buckle far enough along the belt.

Five minutes later Jack said,

“There, you look like a runway model Grace, put your shoes on and we’re ready to go.”

“But I haven’t any knickers or a bra on.”

“Okay, starting with a bra, you don’t need one, you beautiful breasts aren’t big enough to need support so why bother?”

I knew that part was right,

“But my nipples might get hard and people will see them making bulges in the shirt, the material is very thin.”

“Who cares? All that means is that you are proud of your body and aren’t ashamed of showing your pokeys.”

“But I am ashamed of my body, I’m too skinny and my breasts are too small.”

“Grace, we’ve talked about this and we are going to work on your incorrect feelings. Going out with a bra will help you.”

“Okay, if you say so, but what about knickers, you can’t use the not needing support excuse Jack.”

“I don’t need to, being outside with no knickers will soon become the new normal. We went outside yesterday and you were totally naked. I bet that you started to forget about being naked. By the time we went to bed I bet that you though nothing of being naked.”

“I was asleep when you carried me to bed, and I was certainly embarrassed when Steve came.”

“Fair comment, but the rest of the time?”

“Well, okay, I guess that I did sort of get used to it.”

“There you go then, you’ll soon forget that you you don’t have any knickers on.”

“But your shirt hardly covers my butt. I’m used to knee length skirts.”

“Lots of girls wear miniskirts and microskirts and I bet that they quickly got used to the short length. I’m sure that we’ll see quite a good few mini and microskirts in the shopping centre today.”

“But I’ll feel so exposed.”

“And you’ll quickly get used to it.”

“Well if that’s what you want Jack, let’s go, I have nothing to wear for work.”

Five minutes later I was sat in the passenger seat of Jack’s car again, but this time it was my bare butt that was on his leather upholstery.

“I hope that I don’t leak onto the seat.”

“I’ll get a towel to put on the seat, one that we can leave in the car.”

“I’m going to be riding in the car without knickers a lot am I?”

“Yep.”

I didn’t say anything but I was thinking about how my life had changed in the last 24 hours. There was quite a lot of things that I had never done before and quite a lot that I never, ever imagined me doing, things that I loved and things that I wasn’t happy about, but overall, I was happy, I was Jack’s girl and it felt good even if it was embarrassing sometimes.

As soon as I got out of the car I said,

“The breeze is ticking my pussy Jack.”

“Nice is it?”

“Hmm, yes it is.”

I held Jack’s hand as we walked in, Jack saying,

“Try to forget what you are and aren’t wearing. People usually see what they expect to see. Most people will register that you are a girl and that’s it. Some will be attracted by your beauty and stare for a second then keep moving. A few will stare for longer and wonder what a beauty is doing with a man like me. A very few will stare and you and think about what you are or aren’t wearing. The secret is to act normal, like you are wearing you winter woollies. If you thing and act like you are dressed in an acceptable way then others will accept what you are wearing as acceptable.”

“What if this shirt blows open, it doesn’t have buttons below my pussy.”

“Don’t even look to see if your pussy is on display, don’t even think about what you may or may not be showing. The shirt will return to normal when it is ready.”

“But people might see my pussy and now that it’s bald I feel like I’m exposed even more.”

“You are not exposed Grace, If people get a glimpse of pubic hair they may look again. If people see your bald pubes they may think that they’ve just seen some bare thigh. It’s a question of less being more.”

“Is that why you shaved me?”

“No, I hate getting hair in my mouth.”

“Will you eat me out when we get home please?”

“Only if you give me a blowjob and let me fuck you.”

“Jack, you can do whatever you want to any part of my body at anytime.”

Jack gently squeezed my hand then had to let go for us to go through the door into the shopping centre.

“At least there is no breeze in here.” I thought as Jack put his arm round me, holding my chest just below my breast.

Soon we were in a girl’s fashion shop looking at all sorts of clothes and accessories. We ***ed lots of tops, skirts and dresses for me to try on. What I did notice was that when we chose the skirts and dresses Jack stopped me from choosing anything that was longer than mid-thigh, and most of them had to be lightweight and flared. The dresses had to be summer dresses with either spaghetti or no straps. That part was okay with me because it was Spring and the days were getting warmer.

When it came to trying the potential new clothes on it was a slow job. Men weren’t allowed in the changing rooms and I could only take 6 items in at once. I was in and out like a Yo-Yo putting something or then going out to show Jack to see if he was happy.

When it came to the tops and skirts Jack said that I should just put whatever on and go out to show him topless or bottomless but I didn’t do that. I know that he wanted me to but I didn’t have the courage.

Jack threatened to spank me for not doing as he wanted but I didn’t think that he’d go through with his threat.

When I had finally tried on all the items and Jack and I had sorted them into 2 piles I said,

“Jack, all the skirts and dresses that we’ve chosen are short, now I don’t mind wearing them for you I don’t think that they are really appropriate for work.”

“Yes they are. Maria in sales wears short skirts doesn’t she?”

“Okay lover, you got me there but are you going to let me wear knickers with them. I bet that Maria wears knickers?”

“How do you know Grace, have ever got a look up her short skirt?”

“You got me again Jack, so do you want me to wear knickers at work or not?”

“Not.”

“Even though the skirts that you are buying me are very short and you’ve told me never to cross my legs?”

“That’s right Grace.”

“What if people at work, or anywhere, see my pussy?”

“Then it’s their lucky day. We’ve talked about you embracing your sexuality so it shouldn’t be a big deal if someone does get a look at your pussy. Don’t go sitting with your knees wide open like men do, just act normally, as if you had a full length skirt on and didn’t need to cross your legs.”

“And I’m, guessing that you’re going to say something similar about the tops that you’re buying me?”

“Good girl Grace, if anyone sees your pokeys or the real thing down your top it’s their lucky day and it has cost you nothing. You never know, your boss might promote you if he gets a quick glimpse of your pussy or tits.”

“Well okay then, if it makes you happy.”

“It does Grace, and I’ll show you how happy it makes me when we get home.”

“I can’t wait.”

“Sorry, but you are going to have to, we’ve got more shops to go in.”

The next shop was another girls fashion shop where we ***ed more clothes, I was getting used to Jack’s taste for what he wanted me to wear and I too was **ing the skirts and dresses with short skirts. I realised that I was also ****ing tops that were baggy or had buttons on the front. I also ***ed a couple of sheer tops that I thought that he would like for when he took me places other than work.

The changing facilities were more helpful in that shop and all I had to do to show Jack what each item looked like on me was to open the curtain. I even gave Jack a thrill, and me actually, by opening the curtain a few times topless, then bottomless. But I did cheat a bit by sticking just my head out first to check that there was no one else near Jack.

After that shop we walked back to the car and dropped off the bags ready for some more shopping. After we’d dropped them off and were walking back I tried to tell Jack that he shouldn’t be spending so much money on me but he replied by saying,

“As much as I’d like to take you everywhere totally naked I can’t so you need these clothes Grace,”

It was a good job that we were between 2 cars when he said that because I turned and reached up to kiss him to thank him. His response was to put his arms round me and lift me up to his height. In doing so I felt the skirt sliding up my back leaving my bare butt totally exposed. Jack made it a long kiss and I just hoped that no one saw my butt.

Back in the shopping centre Jack bought me some earrings and a bracelet then told me that I should think about getting my nipples pierced sometime. That was something that I had never even considered and agreed that I’d think about it and that we’d talk about it some other time.

Then Jack took me into a mobile phone shop and bought a phone for me, not one of the cheap ones, a top of the range one which cost him a fortune. As we walked out of there I told him that I would earn it by letting him do whatever he wanted with me whenever he wanted. I’d told him that before but I said it again just to make sure that he understood that I meant it.

Next it was a bag shop where I chose a couple of bags, then the shoe shop next door. I tried to keep my knees together as the girl helped me try on shoes and sandals but I’m sure that she got at least one glimpse of my bare pussy, but it was girl so I wasn’t that worried.

After that it was a fast food place for a quick meal. We sat near the window and Jack told me to open my knees a bit. When I told Jack that people passing by would be able to see my pussy he asked me to keep looking out and tell me how many people looked more than a quick glance.

I knew that what Jack had said was right and when we got up to leave and only 3 people had looked my way and none of them had done a double take or looked for more than a split second.

That was the last place that we went to in the shopping centre but on the way home we stopped at a supermarket for me to stock up on toiletries and shaving things.

During the drive home Jack asked me what I thought of my spending the day at the shopping centre and then the supermarket wearing only a man’s shirt and I had to admit that I was starting to get used to it and that there were times that I didn’t even think about it.

“Good, that’s my girl, and as a reward, when we get home I’m going to fuck your brains out before we put all those clothes away and sort out your new phone.”

And that’s just what we did, not just once, but twice, the second time being after we’d sorted the clothes and the phone. I was the luckiest girl alive, a new wardrobe and a new man, what more could a girl ask for?

—

The next morning was a bit of a rush because Jack fucked me as soon as he woke up. I woke as he entered my wet pussy and I vaguely remembered dream that we were marooned on a desert island and there was to do was fuck all day and night.

After a mad dash I was showered and shaved and wearing a new top, new skirt and new shoes, carrying a new bag with a new phone in it and was being driven to work from my new living place by my new boyfriend. I was extremely happy but at the same time a bit nervous. I had a microskirt on with no knickers and I was scared that one of my colleagues would see up my shirt and realise that I had no knickers on. It didn’t help that my nipples were creating 2 pokeys in my top.

As we drove I told Jack that I was nervous and he reassured me by repeating what he had told me before. He also gave me a few rules for at work about our relationship. He told me that although he didn’t mind others knowing, he didn’t want to announce that we were now together, not make a big deal of it. He also told me that I wasn’t to keep going to him for a quick whatever and that he wouldn’t be running over to me all the time. Basically we were to continue as we had before the weekend.

“Our relationship will get out and that’s fine, but we must act professionally at work.”

I understood that and promised not to go grabbing his cock every 5 minutes.

When he parked the car he turned and kissed me, at the same time his hand went up my skirt and gave my clit a quick rub.

“A little something to keep you going for the day.” Jack said before getting out of the car.

My new outfit was noticed straight away and I received a few nice compliments, one woman asking if I’d got a new man in my life. I didn’t answer her.

The morning flew by without me seeing Jack even once but when I went to the canteen Jack came and sat next to me. We talked and ate whilst managing to keep our hands to ourselves. One man came and sat opposite to me. No big deal as the place isn’t very big, and he didn’t talk to us but I did notice him staring at my bare legs.

Jack said just one word to me, “Knees”. I knew what Jack wanted me to do so I eased my knees apart a few centimetres. Nothing was said, but I did notice that the man’s face went all red.

We left the room to go back to work, again keeping our distance. A short while later one of the middle-aged women came over to me as said that she’d seen Jack talking to me quite often. Then she said,

“You want to be careful with that one Grace, he’s single and he’ll be trying to get in to your knickers”

“Oh right, thanks for the heads-up. I’ll remember that.” I said managing to keep a straight face.

The afternoon dragged and I couldn’t wait to get into Jack’s car and then back to my new home.

Jack stripped me as soon as we got through the front door and seconds later his cock was inside me. We managed to have a break from each other for long enough to get us some food. Then it was time for bed and our lovemaking moved to the bedroom.

—

The next 4 days went about the same. At work I seemed to get a little popular with the guys and Jack told me it might have something to do with the way I bend down to get out and put back things on the lower shelves of the cupboards. Jack pointed out that I always bend at the waist, something that was never an issue with my knee length skirts but now that I was wearing mid-thigh length skirts Jack told me that I sometimes reveal part of my bare butt and what’s between my cheeks. One of the other guys in the office had pointed it out to him saying that he’d got a flash of my bare butt and pussy and he wondered if I’d got myself a boyfriend because I appeared to be a lot happier as well as dressing more ‘interestingly’.

When Jack told me what that guy had said I was so embarrassed and scared that I would get into trouble but Jack told me not to worry about it.

I hadn’t even thought about that since I started wearing the much shorter skirt and I was a little embarrassed when Jack told me, but he also told me not to change the way I bend and that it made him happy. When I asked him about what other people were thinking he told me not to worry about it. Since no one had complained or told me that I was revealing my bare butt it obviously wasn’t a problem.

“But it’s embarrassing.” I protested.

“Grace darling,” Jack said, “It wasn’t embarrassing when you didn’t know about it so just pretend that you still don’t know. You’ll soon stop thinking about it.”

I could see Jack’s logic but it was still embarrassing knowing about my exposure. But Jack wanted me to keep doing it so I would.

The other thing was that Jack and I started sending each other text messages to each other during the day. As time went on the messages got more sexy, what Jack called sexting. He’s started telling me to play with my pussy under my desk and even put a finger inside me then to lick that finger when someone is near me.

Another thing that he’s got me to do a few times is to go to the toilet, take a photo of my pussy and send it to him. He says that those photos keep him going until we can get home.

On the Friday afternoon one woman who had seen us sitting together at lunchtime, came up to me and said that she’d noticed that I was talking to Jack a lot and that she’d seen me getting out of his car on a morning a couple of times.

I managed to think quickly and I said,

“Yes, when he found out where I live he asked me if I wanted a lift to work to save me getting the bus. He told me that comes down my street anyway so it wasn’t problem to pick me up on the way.”

I didn’t tell her that he picked me up in his driveway.

When it got to arriving home on the Friday I just stripped naked as soon as I got through the door without even thinking about it. I guessed that being naked at home had definitely become the norm that I was happy with.

—

Over the weekend Jack took me shopping again, only this time I wore a proper dress and sandals, that’s all. Jack also asked me to leave a big gap in the changing room curtains and my heart skipped a few beats when I saw men staring at me as they stood beside Jack. Each time I quickly put something on. When I asked Jack if he enjoyed other men looking at me naked he replied,

“Not as much as you liked them looking at you.”

I had to think about that one for a while then I realised that I had liked it. It had made my pussy get wet and tingle.

The dresses and skirts that Jack bought for me this time were a little shorter than the previous weekend and I wondered if he was expecting me to wear them for work. I was getting used to the mid thigh length but I was a bit worried that those shorter skirts would mean that my pussy and butt would be on display more than when I bent over.

Again, Jack told me that I would get used to it but that might mean that more people at work would see what they shouldn’t see and I was a bit worried.

The other thing about some of the dress’ was that they are all armless and shoulder-less, being held up just by spaghetti straps. Jack told me to push the straps off my shoulders in the changing room and he only bought the ones that dropped to the floor on their own.

I just hoped that if I wore one for work that he wouldn’t creep up behind me in the office and push the straps off my shoulders leaving me totally naked in the middle of the office.

Jack did relent and bought me one pair of knickers from a lingerie shop. The thing was, they were made entirely of little beads. One string going round me just above my hips and 2 other strings both going from the top of my butt crack, down and under me then joining the string that is above my pubic bone.

When I told Jack that those 2 would disappear between my lips he told me that they were supposed to and that the 2 strings were to go either side of me clit. When I told him that I didn’t see the point of them he told me to wait until I put them on and walked about adding that I would find out that evening. I didn’t ask because I knew that he would tell me when I needed to know.

Jack also took me to a shop that sold make-up, something that I had never used. He told me that I didn’t need any because I was perfect as I was but he told me that I could get some if I wanted. I just got some moisturiser.

For lunch, Jack took me to a restaurant where we had a great meal but I think that he was a bit disappointed that there wasn’t any opportunities to get me to expose my tits or pussy.

When we got back home he jumped on me and fucked me right behind the front door, not even giving either of us a chance to put away the things that we’d bought. Once we’d eased our passion it was the more mundane tasks that had to be done. I must say that I am getting used to doing these jobs without any clothes on.

That evening Jack told me that we were going to the pub so that I could meet some of his mates. I was and wasn’t looking forward to it. I wanted to meet them but I was scared that he’d get me to take my clothes off, not that I was expecting to wear much or had much to wear when we went out. I didn’t want to be naked in in a pub.

Jack asked me to wear one of my shorter than mini dress’, a summer dress with spaghetti straps that buttoned from top to bottom that only just covers my butt and pussy. He also asked me to wear my only pair of knickers and to pull them up so that the bead strings disappeared and to have one string on either side of my clit.

I didn’t see the point of them until I started walking. They certainly weren’t as good as Jack’s fingers but they did draw my attention to my clit as I moved about.

With the dress and the beads knickers I wore some 3 inch heels. Never having owned any heels so high I was struggling a bit.

We went out in a taxi, both of us sitting in the back. Jack had his hand up my dress gently rubbing up and down my slit with the side of his hand all the way and I was a bit horny when we got out of the car.

In the pub I met 3 of his mates, Charlie, Arthur and Oscar. All 3 standing up to shake my hand and either saying something nice about me, or my dress, or congratulating Jack on his acquisition.

Arthur went to get drinks for Jack and me and we all sat down, Jack and me sitting on chairs opposite the other 3 guys. There was a table but it wasn’t big enough and I was sat opposite Charlie to one side of the table. Remembering how Jack wants me to sit my knees were open. I couldn’t see my pussy but in that short dress I was pretty sure that Charlie could.

“Wow Jack,” Charlie said, “You’ve got this one trained well.”

“What do you mean Charlie?” Oscar asked.

“Short dress, no bra, no knickers, bald pussy and sitting with knees apart,” Charlie replied, “You’ve struck gold there mate.”

“Yes I have,” Jack replied, “and she’s great in bed as well.”

I was a little annoyed that they were talking about me like that when I was right there, but I knew that men can be a bit rude at times., but it did make me blush a little.

“Embarrassing you are we Grace?” Charlie said, “Such a nice name Grace.”

“Leave her alone guys, Grace is a nice girl not a slut.” Jack said, “and for the record she is wearing some knickers.”

“I can see her pussy and I can’t see any.” Charlie said.

I so wanted to cross my legs but at the same time I wanted to please Jack so I just sat there. What I did notice was that Charlie talking about him seeing my pussy made it tingle.

Arthur got back with the drinks and as he was putting them in front of us I saw him looking down at my bare legs but the only thing that he said was,

“Did I miss anything?”

Jack laughed then told Arthur that he hadn’t. Then Arthur starting asking me about myself and my answers seemed to interest them because there were no more comments about my clothes or body and Charlie’s eyes went up to meet mine.

The guys seemed to accept me and there was a lot of talking about all sorts, although at times I was unable to join in the conversation because it was about boys things or sport or other things that I knew nothing about.

It became Oscar’s time to get the drinks in and when he brought them back he told Charlie to shuffle over because he wanted to talk to me and get a good look at me. By that I assumed that he wanted to look at my pussy as I was still sat with my knees apart.

When Oscar sat down Jack put one hand on my bare thigh with his fingers on the inside of my thigh. It was nice having Jack touching me although I got a bit worried after a few minutes because his hand had been slowly moving up my thigh and when it got to my pussy I gasped a little and closed my eyes for a few seconds. When I opened them I saw that Oscar was looking at me and smiling.

“Enjoying that are you Grace?” Oscar asked.

I just smiled.

The conversation continued with 2 things happening, firstly Jacks hand was rubbing my pussy slowly, but continuously, and secondly, I was couldn’t stop myself from concentrating on what Jack was doing instead of the conversation. At one point I heard someone say my name and I responded,

“Sorry, what was that?”

Oscar replied,

“It’s no good talking to Grace for a while, Jack is slowly bringing her off.”

I should have been embarrassed but what Jack was doing to me was my priority right then.

The inevitable happened and a few minutes later my hand went to my mouth to stop me from moaning too loudly, and then my whole body went rigid for a few seconds as the orgasm took control of my body.

“Oh my gawd Jack,” I said when I was able, “I can’t believe that you just did that to me, in a pub of al places. It’s so embarrassing. Sorry guys, please forget that ever happened.”

Jack was smiling and still holding my thigh up near my pussy.

Arthur said,

“The sight of you cumming Grace is burned into my memory for ever.”

I blushed – again.

Charlie went for some more drinks and when he got back it was seat shuffling for the guys. By then all 3 of them had been sat opposite me so all 3 of them had had a long look at my pussy.

I took a sip of my orange juice and then said,

“Is this a different orange juice Charlie, it tastes a bit different?”

“No, it’s the same stuff but I got the barmaid to put a vodka in it, I thought that you might like a little kick.”

“I’ve never drunk alcohol before.”

“Don’t worry love,” Jack said, “if you get drunk or pass out I’ll carry you home over my shoulder, just take it slow.”

“But if I pass out we won’t be able to ma …..“

I managed to stop myself from finishing the sentence but Charlie knew what I was going to say and said,

“Make love? Jack can fuck you when you’re out cold but it won’t be as much fun for either of you. Has he fucked you to wake you on a morning yet? I’m told that women think that it’s a great way to wake up. Or have you climbed on his morning woody yet? That definitely is a great way to wake up.”

“Speaking from experience are you mate?” Jack asked.

“Yes I am, there was these 2 whores in Thailand that I spent the night with, boy did they give me a good time, cheap as well.”

“Are you sure that it wasn’t a Ladyboy Charlie,” Jack said, “I’m told that there are lots of them out there and I bet that you were pissed. Did you ever see in their knickers?”

Charlie went quiet, and Jack decided to change the subject and asked if anyone fancied a bit of a party the next Saturday.

“You offering?” Oscar said.

“Yeah,” Jack said looking at me, “we can host a party can’t we Grace?”

“Err yes, I guess so.” I replied.

“Bring your girlfriends with you so that Grace isn’t the only naked girl there.”

“WHAT? You want me to be naked with your 3 mates and their girlfriends there?” I asked.

“Yes, why not, you’re naked all the time at home, and these guy’s girlfriend will be naked as well, probably, possibly, maybe.”

“Well if that’s what you really want.”

Jack’s hand was still on my thigh and it slid up and touched my pussy causing me to gasp.

“I’ll see what I can do, Lucy might be up for it.” Charlie said.

“Yeah, I’ll work on Emma.” Oscar added.

“Jo will be up for it.” Arthur added. “Us three guys with 3 naked chicks getting us the beers all night sounds like great night.”

We talked some more, all of us drinking our drinks. When most of the glasses were empty Jack said,

“My round, same again guys?”

“Yes please.” I said, at the time not realising that the vodka had started to get to me.

As soon as Jack had left Oscar said,

“So Grace, we’ve all seen your pussy, are you going to show us your tits?”

The vodka had crushed any thoughts of embarrassment and I replied,

“You don’t want to see my tits, they’re way too small.”

“Yes we do.” All 3 replied at once.

“There’s nothing to see.”

“Oh yes there is.” Oscar and Arthur both replied.

“Good things come in small packages.” Charlie added.

“Go on Grace, open a few buttons and give us a flash.” Oscar said.

“No, it’s not right.” I replied but at the same time I was guessing that Jack would want me to.

I did nothing until Jack got back with the drinks then I turned to Jack and said,

“Your mates just asked me to show them my tits.”

“Did you show them Grace?”

“No, it’s not right.”

“It’s okay Grace, they’re my mates, you can show them.”

“You want me to show them Jack?”

“Yes, why not, you’re starting to get a bit proud of your body and opening you dress will help you.”

I thought for a few seconds,

“It would make Jacks mates happy and Jack too. I know that Jack likes me to show my body, hell, all 3 of them have been staring at my bare pussy for the last couple of hours and Jack’s other mate Steve has seen me totally naked. Is Jack getting me to show my body to all these people to build my confidence in myself or what?”

I couldn’t answer that last thought, deciding to talk to Jack about it later, when we were on our own, but the alcohol had lowered my inhibitions and I started unfastening the button, completely forgetting that we were in a crowded pub. Because of the shortness of the dress there weren’t many buttons anyway, and before I knew it there was just one button and the spaghetti straps holding the dress in place.

I pulled the 2 sides of the dress open revealing my bare chest for a couple of seconds then pulled them back together.

“Very nice.” Oscar said.

“Beautiful.” Arthur said.

“Wow,” Charlie said, “I didn’t think that it was cold in here but Grace obviously does. Either that or she enjoys flashing her tits.”

I giggled a bit then started fastening the buttons, knowing that he was referring to my hard nipples that were tingling a bit. I’d started at the bottom and when I got to just below my tits Jack stopped me and told me not to bother with the rest of them. I looked down at my chest and saw that my tits were covered but I’d have to be careful when I moved about.

“Thank you Grace,” Charlie said, “Jack is a lucky man to have found you.”

“You alright Grace?” Jack asked as he put a hand back on my bare knee, gently pulling them further part.

“Yeah, can you pass me my drink please?”

“No, bend over and get it yourself Grace. Guys, tits.”

Not knowing why Jack had said what he had, I did. Once the glass was in my hand I looked up and saw the 3 guys looking at me, or more to the point, at my chest. Then I realised what they were looking at and my spare hand went to my chest pressing my dress top over my tits.

“You knew that that would happen didn’t you Jack” I asked.

“Yep, do you forgive me for telling you to get your own drink?”

“How could I not forgive you, I love you.”

“Grace, that’s the first time that you’ve used the ‘L’ word, and I ‘L’ word you too, shall we get out of here and find somewhere quiet?”

“Yes please, but somewhere private as well as quiet please?”

“Guys,” Jack announced, “we’re heading out. Thanks for not trashing Grace and I’ll see you next Saturday at my place, with your girls.”

The 3 guys all said goodbye as we walked out, Jack with his arm round my shoulder.

Outside I said,

“Jack, you made me cum in that pub, in public, what were you thinking?”

“That I have a gorgeous girlfriend and that I’m more than happy for the world to see her enjoying herself.”

“It was rather nice, and with all those people did sort of make my cum a bit more intense.”

“So being exposed and cumming in public is a turn-on for you?”

“I think that it might be.”

“So just how did you feel sat there with your pussy on display?”

“Well I now know not to sit down when I wear one of my shorter skirts or dresses, but apart from that, I was embarrassed and nervous as hell to start off with, but it didn’t take that long to start to relax, after all they weren’t the first of your mates to see my pussy.”

“True, you are getting used to all this exposure aren’t you?”

“I guess that I am a bit but have we reached the limit of what you want me to do for you yet?”

“No, but I promise that you’ll enjoy yourself. I’m only trying to help you to bring out the real you Grace.”

“Well whatever you are doing my life is soo much better than it was a couple of weeks ago.”

Just then the taxi arrived and we got in. On the way home we kissed and Jack had a hand between my legs nearly all the way. By the time we got home I was close to cumming and I was happy that Jack jumped on me as soon as we got through the front door.

—

My second Sunday with Jack started with him waking me by sliding his cock in and out of my pussy. I love it when he does that.

It was a glorious sunny morning and Jack wanted to eat breakfast out the back of the house but although the sun made it look a wonderful day it was still a bit chilly and after I’d been outside a few minutes Jack saw my hard nipples and asked if I was still horny.

“Yes I am but I’m a bit cold as well.”

“That explains it then, come here Grace and sit on my lap.”

We ate breakfast with me feeling Jack’s cock grow underneath me and when it got hard I lifted up then impaled myself. We finished eating like that then I started bouncing up and down until we’d both cum.

We spent the rest of the doing household chores although they took a lot longer than they should have because we kept having a break to enjoy each other’s body.

—

The following week was relatively quiet although I got a few comments about the ‘new look’ me, all of them nice comments. I did notice that there always seemed to be at least one man not far from me when I had to bend over at the cupboards.

The other thing was that Jack kept sending me text messages with just PP on them. Once I realised that PP meant ‘pussy photo’ I started sending him the photos that he wanted. As well as the photos taken in the rest room I also started taking some at my desk. I’d wait until there was no one else around, set my phone’s camera to use the flash, open my knees and take a quick pic.

I nearly got caught once when a young man came to see me straight after I’d taken one and was looking at it to make sure that it was worth sending to Jack when I saw the young man walking towards me.

I blushed as I quickly put my phone back into my bag. At my desk the young man said,

“Are you alright Grace? You look a little flushed.”

I managed to brush it off and I hoped that he hadn’t seen what was on my phone’s screen.

I have to say that by the end of the week being naked at home felt totally natural to me. The fact that Jack still had his clothes on meant nothing. I was happy being naked all the time.

—

It got to be the end of the working day on the Friday and as we drove home Jack said,

“It’s the photography club meeting tonight Grace, do you fancy coming with me?”

“Will you be expecting me to pose naked for them?”

“Grace, I never EXPECT you to do anything, if you want to come and just sit next to me all evening that’s just fine.”

“But I can wear something to go there?”

“Of course you can, as much as I’d like you to be able to walk into a pub totally naked it may just cause a bit of a problem so I will be happy for you to wear a dress.”

“Thank you Jack, in that case I’d like to come with you to see what you all take photos of.”

Just before we left I put on another of my new dresses and a pair of my new 3 inch heels thinking that I needed more practice wearing heels.

We arrived at the pub and Jack led me up to the function room where I saw about 7 or 8 men of varying ages.

“No girls?” I asked as we walked over.

“There’s a couple of female members but the both work shifts so they can’t make it to half the meetings.”

As Jack introduced me to everyone except Steve, the Chinese takeaway delivery driver, everyone of them came out with some nice comment about my looks, a couple adding that Jack was a lucky bastard. All of which made me feel good. One guy asked me if I was going to pose for them but I didn’t answer him.

When the meeting got underway, everyone took it in turns to show some of the photographs that they’d taken since the last meeting. They were all projected onto a big screen from a laptop and projector making everything look huge. Everyone excepts for Jack, him saying that he’s been too busy to think about photography. That comment triggered a few comments, all of which involved me one way or another and I blushed a little.

I have to say that, although there were some great photographs, none of the subject material really appealed to me.

Then it was a break where people went and got some drinks, Steve getting Jack and me one. Jack was talking to some of the others during the break and they tried to include me, but my total lack of knowledge of cameras soon became obvious and I was soon left out until Steve came back and he started to talk to me asking about how Jack and I met then asking me about my background.

When Steve had asked what I wanted to drink I remembered the orange juice that Charlie had got me in the pub and I decided to ask for an orange juice with some vodka in it. I remembered that the last one had made me feel good, not that I wasn’t before it, nor that I needed to feel good right then, I just thought that it might make the evening a little more interesting.

I don’t know how much vodka Steve asked for but it tasted stronger than the one that Charlie had bought me, but I still drank it.

Feb 17

I’ll do anything for him Part 01 5 (1)

Introduction:

Grace is a poorly educated ex Children’s Home girl for whom they find a job for her and hovel to live in. Then she falls in love with one of the Managers and she will do absolutely anything for him.

I’m Grace. I was 18 years old, slim (skinny actually), 161 cm tall, 30A chest with light brown hair when it all started. I lived on my own in a little bedsit and I worked as an office junior. My life was, for want of a better word, crap. You see I grew up in a children’s home and when I reached 18 I had to leave. The only good things being that they found a miserable bedsit for me and fixed me up with the office job that only just paid me enough to pay the rent and buy a little food.

My only just existence went on for a few months until I met this guy at work. He kept coming to talk to me for no apparent reason. It took one of the young women in the office telling me that Jack fancied me for me to even think about it and I couldn’t see why. With my skinny body, tiny tits and old unfashionable clothes I just couldn’t see what he saw in me.

After a couple of months of the near daily visits, Jack asked me if I’d like to go out for a drink with him.

“Me! Why on earth would you want to take me for a drink?” I asked. “You’re a manager, about 10 years older than me and I’m nothing but an uneducated office junior.“

“Grace, age and office status means nothing to me, what I’m looking at is a beautiful young lady who is pleasure to talk to. I don’t care about anything else.”

“But I’ve got nothing to wear for going out, all the clothes that I have are what I wear for work.”

“Grace. I don’t care what you wear, you could come out with me totally naked and it wouldn’t matter, it’s your company that I’m after.”

“Well I’m not going out naked that’s for sure.”

“That wasn’t a good way of putting it although I think I’d love it if you did. What I was trying to say was it doesn’t matter what you wear, it’s your company that I’m looking for not what you are wearing. I’d be happy with you wearing old, tatty jeans and a grease covered sweatshirt.”

“Well okay then, but don’t expect a raving beauty in a low cut dress.”

“I won’t.”

We fixed the time and place then got on with our work.

I met Jack at the Red Lion and I have to say that I was very nervous. It was my first ever date and the butterflies were quite active. Also, I had never been into a pub before and it was a bit of a surprise.

I have to say that I had a very nice evening. After a couple of drinks Jack took me for a very nice meal before talking me home. I wanted to invite him in for coffee but 2 things stopped me, firstly I didn’t have any coffee and secondly I was ashamed of my little hovel.

I didn’t say that, I didn’t say anything but I did let Jack kiss me then I kissed him back. Jack didn’t push me for any more even though I wanted him to. I was so happy that I would have given him my virginity that night.

I felt guilty for not inviting Jack into my hovel and that bugged me until I went to sleep and again in the morning. I wanted to phone Jack and apologise to him but even if I knew his number I couldn’t phone him because I didn’t have a phone.

I was still thinking about Jack later that morning when there was a knock on my door. That never happened and I was so surprised that I didn’t even think about putting some clothes on, I was still wearing what I slept in, just a short T-shirt and my knickers.

I opened the door and froze with my mouth hanging open.

After a few seconds I managed to say,

“Jack, what are you doing here?”

Then I remembered what I was wearing.

“Oh my gawd, you can’t see me like this.” and I tried to close the door.

It wouldn’t shut because Jack had put his foot in the way.

“Jack, you can’t see me like this, I haven’t even cleaned my teeth yet.”

But Jack eased the door open and as he gently pushed the door I admitted defeat and let the door open.

“Jack, please.”

“Grace, I’ve told you this, I don’t care what you are wearing or not wearing, it’s you I’ve come to see. I wanted to know if you were okay after last night.”

By then I’d sat on the side of my unmade bed and Jack had sat beside me. He took hold of one of my hands and asked me if I was okay.

“No I’m not, I’m ashamed that I’m not dressed and that you are here in my little hovel, look at it, it’s a dump, and please don’t ask to go to the toilet, it’s horrible in there.”

“Right Grace, pack your bags, you’re coming with me.”

“What, where?”

“To my house. I live on my own and I have a spare bedroom, you can rent that from me.”

“I can’t do that, I hardly know you.”

“Grace, if you were looking for a room to rent you’d go to check-out places where you didn’t even know the owners and you’d make a snap decision about renting the room even though you’d only met the landlord once and only said a few word to him. You know me and I think that you know that you would be safe with me, and besides, if you want we can write up a formal rental agreement that will protect your legal rights.”

“It’s not that, I trust you and I know that I would be safe with you, it’s just that I don’t understand why you would do this for me.”

“Grace, I’d like to think that you class me as a friend as I do with you and as such I can’t see you living in a place like this. I would feel horrible if I walked out leaving you here. Please say that you’ll come with me.”

I thought for a few seconds, I liked Jack and I did trust him. I still didn’t understand why he was being so kind to me but I made a decision.

“Okay Jack, I’ll come with you.”

“Phew Grace, for a minute I thought that you were going to say no. Good, pack your bags and let’s go.”

“I haven’t got much, it will only take a couple of minutes.”

“Leave it all Grace, come like you are, I’ll buy you everything that you need.”

“That’s not right, I can’t let you do that, besides, I can’t come with you like I am, I’m only wearing this T-shirt and my knickers.”

“Take them off and leave them as well.”

“Are you trying to get into my knickers Jack?”

“I won’t be able to if you take them off and leave them here.”

I got hold of the hem of my T-shirt and pulled it up as if I was going to take it off but I stopped with it just below my little tits. I paused for a couple of seconds then let go of it.

“You nearly had me there Jack, I’m going to put a skirt and my shoes on.”

Jack watched me as I got up and went to get my clothes, but on impulse I turned, bent over and kissed him, just a quick one then I moved my head back a little as I stared into his eyes to see if we were going to kiss again.

“You’re not wearing bra Grace, I can see your tits, that T-shirt is nice and baggy.”

“Well you were bound to see them sometime, sorry that they aren’t very big.”

“Hey, don’t apologise Grace, I like small breasts and you should be proud of them.”

I reached forward and kissed Jack again, this time it was a long, French kiss and Jack pulled me down on top of him, his hands going onto my waist which by then wasn’t covered by the T-shirt. His hands were on my bare flesh and it felt nice.

When we finally broke the kiss Jack said,

“That was nice, but can we continue this at my place?”

“I’d like that.”

Two minutes later I had put my skirt and shoes on, put a blouse and another skirt in my bag and was ready to leave. Jack took my hand and said,

“Got everything that you don’t want to leave?” Any important documents or papers?”

“Got them.”

“Leave your keys on the table and say goodbye to the place.”

I smiled took one last look around the place and Jack led me out and down to his car.

“We’ll go shopping tomorrow and get you some new clothes Grace.” Jack said as we drove.”

“I’ll pay you back when I get paid.”

“We’ll see about that later, for now lets concentrate of getting you some clothes for work. I’m guessing that you don’t want to go like that.”

“No, you’re right Jack. All this kindness Jack, how on earth can I repay you?”

“By being your usual, cheerful, unassuming self Grace, that’s all I ask.”

“That’s not enough Jack. I’ll give you all my money when I get paid, and I could give you more, I could let you, err, fuck me.”

“Grace, I’m not doing this to get into your knickers although I’m sure that that would be nice, I’m doing this because you are a friend in need and I’m able to help you so I am.”

“You are an amazing man Jack”

“And you are an amazing woman Grace.”

There was silence for a while then Jack pulled onto a big housing estate then onto the drive of a big house that wasn’t built virtually on top of other houses.

“This is your house Jack?”

“Yes, I inherited a load of money and bought this, it’s a good investment it’s gone up in value by 30,000 since I bought it last year.”

“Wow, and I’m going to live here. It’s going to take quite a bit of getting used to.”

“Well you’re here now and there’s no going back so get used to it girl.”

We got out of the car and Jack carried my bag inside. I just stood there and looked around. Eventually I said,

“And you live here on your own, just you in this big house?”

“No, I share it with one other person.”

“Oh, okay, when will I meet him, or is it a her?”

“You can meet her right now, she’s stood beside me.”

It took just a split second to realize what he was saying then I reached up, put my arms round his neck and gave him a long kiss. Jack put his arms round me and stood up straight, lifting me off the ground. Instinctively I put my legs round his waist and kept the kiss going.

When the kiss broke I let go with my arms and slid down to the floor.

“I’ll show you around and to your room.” Jack said.

We went round the downstairs rooms first, living room, dining room, kitchen, utility room, toilet and a study. Jack opened one door in the kitchen and I looked into the big, empty garage. Jack let me go up the stairs first and he followed, carrying my bag.

We went into one room and Jack put my bag on the single bed saying that he’d get out some sheets and a duvet for me later.

“This is going to be my room?” I asked.

“No, this IS your room.”

“It’s massive, I could hold a party in here.”

“Fine, just so long as I’m invited, come on, there’s more.”

Next to that room was the bathroom with a bath, a shower, sink, a toilet and another ‘thing’ that looked a bit like a toilet.

“What’s that?” I asked

“A bidet, it’s for washing your genitals without having to get fully undressed and into the bath or shower.”

“Oh, I’ve never heard of one of those, do you use it?”

“No, I prefer a shower, in fact I never use this bathroom I’ve got one attached to my bedroom.”

“So I’ll be the only one to use this bathroom?”

“Yes.”

“There was 6 or 7 people using the bathroom at my bedsit.”

“That must have been awful for you.”

“It was.”

“Well that’s all history, you’ll never have to live like that again.”

I put my arm round Jack’s waist, squeezed him and said,

“There’s got to be a way that I can repay you Jack, anything, absolutely anything.”

“We’ve had this conversation Grace, now, the rest of the house.”

“Jack showed me 2 more smaller bedrooms, one with a double bed in it and the other had some exercise machines. Then it was Jack’s bedroom, it was huge with a huge bed and lots of wardrobes. In one corner was a door and when Jack opened it I saw another bathroom. No bath but a big, walk-in shower, 2 sinks and a toilet.”

“Ready for when you get a live-in girlfriend I see. Is that when you’ll kick me out Jack?”

Jack took my hands in his and said,

“I will never kick you out Grace and I’m hoping that I’ve found a live-in girlfriend already.”

I stared into his eyes and said,

“Do you mean me Jack?”

“Do you want to be my girlfriend Grace?”

“Yes I do, but I have to warn you, I’ve never had a boyfriend before.”

“That’s okay we’ll take it slow.”

I pushed Jack’s hands out of the way and hugged him.

“Jack, I don’t deserve you.”

“Rubbish, there’s nothing special about me.”

“Oh there is Jack, there is. Do you think that I could have a shower, get rid of the smell and damp of that bedsit?”

“Of course you can, you don’t have to ask, it’s your home now you can use anything here at anytime.”

“Thank you Jack, could I ask for one more thing, can I wash all of my clothes, for the same reason?”

“No, you can’t ASK Grace, I just told you anything, anytime.”

“Have you got, no, where are the towels?”

“This way young lady.”

One big bath towel in my hand and I was walking into the bathroom. I closed the door, stripped off and climbed into the shower. I’d just got myself wet when I realised that there was no soap or shampoo.

“JACK.” I shouted the waited.

There was a knock on the door and I shouted,

“COME IN.”

“Are you okay Grace?” Jack asked.

I opened the curtain and told Jack that there was no soap or shampoo.

“You’re not shy then Grace?”

“In the children’s home privacy didn’t exist, besides, you’ve seen my breasts already. Does it bother you seeing me naked.”

“Hell no, it’s a very beautiful sight, one which I hope I see a lot more of.”

“You’re my boyfriend now so of course you will see me naked. Have we got any soap and shampoo that I can use?”

“Of course, I’ll get them.”

Two minutes later Jack was back and I was still standing there. As I took them I saw that he was looking at my pubic hair.

“Don’t you like hair down there Jack, I’ve heard that a lot of girls shave theirs off, do you want me to shave mine off?”

“Well I do prefer a girl who has no hair below her neck but that’s up to you Grace, it’s for you to decide.”

“I’ll do it for you Jack but it will have to wait until I can buy some shaving things, I left mine back at the bedsit.”

“We’ll get you some in town tomorrow but you can use mine if you like.”

“Okay. Do you have any scissors as well please, I’ve got a bit of a jungle down there.”

“Jack went and got his shaving gear and when he came back I said,

“You can watch me if you want Jack, I don’t mind.”

“You don’t mind me watching you do such a personal thing?”

“No Jack, for you anything. I told you I’ll do anything for you but could you help me a bit, please, it will be a bit easier if you were to do it for me.”

“Really, you want me to trim and shave your pubes, after just one date?”

“But you’re my boyfriend aren’t you, isn’t that one of the things that boyfriends do for their girlfriends?”

“I’m sure that lots of them do, okay, have your shower then we’ll go to the bedroom and get rid of that jungle, and I’ll try not to cut you.”

“Are you going to stay and watch me Jack?”

“Try and stop me.”

Jack did watch me and it was so good having a shower in a nice bathroom and not having people knocking on the door wanting to be in. After that Jack led me to his bedroom and told me to lay on his bed with a towel under my butt.

It was the first time that I’d been shaved and I have to say that it was a wonderful experience. I orgasmed with Jack just accidentally touching my clit. It wasn’t the first orgasm that I’d ever had, I’d played with my clit lots of time in bed on my own, but with Jack just accidentally touching me and me cumming I wondered what I would do when he actually took my virginity.

“I take it that you’re not used to men putting their hands on your pussy Grace?”

“No jack, I’m still a virgin and no man, or boy, has ever touched me down there, or on my breasts, well apart from the doctor when I got put on the pill and he put his hands everywhere, even inside me.”

“Well if you’re going to be my girlfriend you’d better get used to it Grace.”

“Sounds good to me.”

I’d expected Jack to shave my pubes and around my vulva but I was a little surprised when he told me to lift me legs high in the air and to spread them wide. Of course I did even though it was embarrassing, and then he shaved all around my butt hole.

“Are you going to fuck me in there Jack?”

“Not today Grace.”

“But one day? I’ve heard that it can be quite nice.”

“Not as good as fucking you in this hole.” Jack said as he tapped the entrance to my vagina casing me to moan.”

“So when are you going to fuck me in that hole Jack?”

“Not today Grace.”

“Why not, I’m your girlfriend now and that’s what couples do.”

“Grace, you have had a very unusual, even traumatic day. Tomorrow morning you may wake up and think that everything that you have done today was a big mistake and want to go back to your bedsit.”

“There’s no chance of that Jack.”

“Or you may just want to be my lodger with no relationship other than just friends.”

“Jack, I won’t, you are an amazing man and any normal girl would want you as a boyfriend.”

“Nevertheless, I am not going to fuck you today Grace. That would be taking advantage of you.”

“What if I want you to fuck me Jack?”

“Do you Grace?”

“Yes, please take my virginity Jack.”

“Tomorrow Grace, tomorrow.”

I was disappointed, I was naked, on my back with my legs up in the air and spread wide, and my pussy was tingling lots. My wet pussy was aching for attention and something inside it but Jack was refusing to fuck me. Did he not want me, was there something wrong with me?

Jack must have seen my disappointment because after he’d cleaned the remains of the shaving cream off me he leant between my still spread and up in the air legs and kissed my very wet pussy causing me to gasp then moan.

“That’s nice Jack.”

“Tomorrow Grace, if you still want me you will get lots of that and a lot more.”

“I will Jack, I will.”

“Right Grace, grab your clothes and I’ll show you how the washing machine works.”

“What about this towel?”

“Put it in the hamper in the bathroom.”

“So you want me to go downstairs naked?”

“Sure, why not, there’s only you and me here.”

So I did. It seemed weird being naked in a place other than a bathroom or bedroom, and even more weird doing jobs like loading a washing machine. And I still wasn’t used to Jack’s house.

“Drink?” Jack asked after the washing machine started up.

“Have you got any coffee please?”

“Have WE got any coffee, yes Grace WE have. Here, I’ll show you how to use the machine.”

Jack got the things out then took my hips and moved me in front of the coffee machine. He moved so close to me that his clothed front was against my bare back and butt. Then with his arms going round me he loaded the machine and switched it on.

“Now we wait.” Jack said as his hands came back and found my tiny tits.

As me massaged my tits, twisted, rolled and tweaked my nipples I leant back and moaned.

“That’s nice Jack, will you do that to me every day?”

“Every hour Grace.”

I wriggled round so that I was facing him and reached up and we kissed, a long, tongue tangoing kiss. As the kiss went on Jack reached down and put his hands on the bottom of my butt. I could feel his hard cock pressing on my bare stomach as I felt myself being lifted up. Instinctively, my legs went round his waist, my ankles crossing. I soo wanted him to fuck me.

He didn’t, but what he did do when our kiss broke, was to move sideways to a part of the worktop with no wall cupboards behind me, and lower me down so that I was sat on the front edge of the worktop. Then he slid down and started licking and sucking me pussy.

I moaned to every lick and every suck, and when his tongue went inside me I gasped then started cumming. Jack kept going and the nerves in my pussy were telling me to stop Jack but when I tried he put his arms around my butt and held me firm.

His licking, sucking and tongue work kept going as the nerves in my pussy were pleading for him to stop. I tried squirming about but Jack held me firm and kept going.

It was only after my second orgasm subsided that Jack stopped.

“Oh my gawd Jack, awesome doesn’t begin to describe how that was. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

“Coffee Grace?” Jack asked.

I laughed then replied,

“Yes please, I need to relax for a few minutes.”

We went back to the coffee machine and Jack picked up the 2 cups,

“Come on sexy, do you want to sit in the lounge or out the back to drink this?”

“I can’t go outside, I haven’t got any clothes on.”

“Yes you can, no one will see you, except me.”

I followed Jack out of the back door and immediately looked around. All I could see over Jack’s fences was a house roof in the distant and I breathed a sigh of relief.

“You need to trust me Grace, I will never put you in any danger.”

“Good, thank you, but it’s so weird being outside without any clothes on.”

“You’ll get used to it, is it arousing for you?”

I thought for a seconds then replied,

“Actually, yes it is.”

“Good, your nipples tell me that you are enjoying the experience.”

I looked down to my chest and yes, they were all hard.

We sat and talked and drank our coffee whilst I was looking around the area.

“Is that a hot tub Jack?” I asked when I saw something that I thought might be.

“Yes, but it hasn’t been used since last summer.”

“But it works?”

“It did last summer.”

“Can you get it working please, I fancy sitting in it with you and drinking champagne between love making session.”

“You’re a right little romantic aren’t you Grace?”

“I hadn’t really thought about it but I think that I might be.”

“I’ll get it working, it shouldn’t take long.”

“Thank you Jack.”

“No need to thank you, it’s for me as much as you.”

After a while I was quite relaxed. I’d sat on the chair and crossed my legs, as nearly all girls do, and Jack looked at my legs and said,

“You have nice legs Grace, you shouldn’t be crossing them it’s not good for your circulation and it stops me seeing up your legs to your pussy, can you uncross them and open your knees a bit?”

“If that’s what you want.” I replied as I did as asked.

“And can you try to remember to sit like that all the time please, I like looking at your legs.”

“As I said Jack, anything for you.”

We continued talking for a while then Jack got up and held out a hand for me. Getting up I took it then Jack led me down the garden with me nervously looking around to make sure that no one could see me.

“Relax Grace, look at all the flowers, aren’t they beautiful?”

“Yes they are, I’ve never really been able to look at flowers before.”

We walked round the garden then Jack led me down the side of the house and to the front garden.

“I’m nervous Jack, someone might see me.”

“And if they did they would see a beautiful, naked young woman and not be able to stop staring at you.”

“Doesn’t that bother you Jack?”

“No, not at all, I’m just as proud of your body as you should be, you shouldn’t be hiding it, you should be embracing your sexuality. Men looking at you naked gets you aroused doesn’t it Grace?”

“You looking does.”

“And so will other men.”

After we’d walked around the front garden Jack led me back to the back and inside which made me a lot happier.

“Are you getting hungry Grace?” Jack asked.

“A little.”

“Fancy a Chinese?”

“If you mean some Chinese food I’ve never had any?”

“I do, do you want to try some?”

“Okay, but I have literally nothing to wear, my clothes are in the washing machine.”

“We’ll get some delivered, what do you like?”

“I don’t know, why don’t you surprise me Jack, you’ve been doing a lot of that today.”

“And you me Grace, okay, I’ll order something then I’ll show you how to use the dryer.”

Jack did both of those things then we went and sat on the sofa, me cuddling up to Jack.

“You seem to be be getting used to being naked all the time Grace.”

“You know, I am. I didn’t think that I would, but I am. I don’t know what I would be like if it was winter.”

“Funny you should say that Grace, how do you fancy being naked all the time that you are in the house? I’ll turn the heating up in winter.”

“You want me to be naked all the time that I’m in this house, even when I’ve got some clothes that I could wear?”

“Yes, I think that that would be a great idea, thank you Grace.”

“Hey, that was your idea, not mine.”

“But you’ll do it?”

“If that’s what you want. Are you going to ask me to be naked at work as well?”

“I like the idea of being able to look over and see you naked sat at your desk and walking around but I don’t think that you’d get away with that, someone is bound to complain.”

“Good, because I don’t want to try it. I’d probably get sacked. It may be a crappy job but it’s the first job that I’ve had and I want to keep it.”

“Fair enough, I’ll just have to find other places that you can get naked.”

“You won’t let me get arrested will you Jack, I don’t want to get carted off to jail with no clothes on.”

“I won’t let that happen Grace.”

“Jack. I’ll do anything that you ask me to but please don’t let me end up in trouble with the police.”

“I won’t Grace, I won’t.”

With the naked me cuddling up to Jack we kissed and he played with my tits and pussy. I so wanted him to fuck me but I knew that I had to wait.

We’d been kissing and fondling for a good 30 minutes when a bell rang and I jumped up,

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Just the doorbell. It will be the Chinese, go and open the door and ask the driver to take it to the kitchen.”

“Whoa, you want me to open the front door to a stranger, naked?”

“You’ll be okay, I get a lot of food from that Chinese, the delivery guys are okay.”

“But, but, okay, if that’s what you want.”

So I nervously went to the door. Just as I was getting there Jack said,

“And don’t cover your pussy or tits.”

I did as Jack said, I was soo nervous and inexplicably, my pussy and nipples we tingling like hell.

The deliver guy looked as shocked as I was nervous as we just stood and stared at each other for a couple of seconds. Finally the guy said,

“Chinese for Jack.”

Thankfully it was Jack who replied,

“Forgive my new girlfriend Steve, she’s just getting used to not wearing clothes.” Jack said from behind me. “Come on in.”

Steve walked in and as he passed me he looked me up and down and smiled.

Jack appeared beside me and put an arm round my shoulders.

“It’s okay honey, this is Steve, he’s one of the good guys.”

“Right.” I said, not really able to move until Jack almost pushed me so that we followed Steve into the kitchen.

As Steve put the bags on the table he turned to look at both Jack and me, mainly me.

“So how are you keeping Jack, long time no see. I see that you’ve got yourself a real cut one. What’s your name honey?”

“Sorry Steve, Steve Grace, Grace Steve. Yes, my luck has finally changed. She looks good doesn’t she?”

“She sure does, Grace can you do a 360 for me please, I want to see if your butt is as cute as your front.”

With a little help from Jack I did the 360.

“Yep, a real beauty. Will you be bringing her to the meeting next week?”

“Maybe, I’ll have to see how it goes.”

“You’ll make a great model for us Grace.”

“Model, model for what?”

“Our photography club, hasn’t Jack told you about that?”

“Steve,” Jack said, “haven’t you got other deliveries to make?”

“Yes, ooooh, I’ll get out of your way. You’ve probably got other things to be doing. I’ll see myself out. Nice to meet you Grace, hope to see all of you again soon.”

And Steve left.

“So Grace, never had Chinese before, I hope you like it.”

“No, but I’m sure that I’ll like it, what’s this meeting that you might take me to?”

“It’s just a photography club, no big deal, we meet once every couple of weeks, talk about the shots that we took the previous meeting and then shoot that weeks subject.”

“And Steve was thinking that I might model for the club?”

“Well maybe, we’ll see how things go.”

“What sort of model?”

“Nude.”

“You want ME to model naked for a bunch of your friends?”

“I didn’t say that. Let’s worry about that if it ever happens. Now, knife and fork or chopsticks?”

“I’ve never used chopsticks before.”

“Okay, knife and fork for you, chopsticks for me, you can learn how to use chopsticks the next time.”

The Chinese meal looked ‘unusual’ to me but I actually enjoyed it and looked forward to my next Chinese meal.

I did the washing-up and Jack made it difficult for me by coming up behind me, pressing my naked body against the sink unit and playing with my nipples. It didn’t help that I could feel his hard cock pressing against my back through his jeans.

Next we sat on the sofa and watched a movie with me snuggled up to Jack and him with an arm round me, his fingers idly toying with one of my nipples.

I didn’t see the end of the movie because I drifted off to sleep and when I woke up I was in Jack’s bed and Jack was asleep next to me. I was wide awake as soon as I looked at the clock and saw that it was nearly midnight. I gently lifted the duvet off us and saw that Jack was naked.

It was a full moon and Jack hadn’t closed the curtains so I could easily see his cock for the first time. I marvelled at it as I watched the minutes, then seconds tick away. As soon as the clock read 00:00 I kissed Jacks lips until he woke up.

He rolled on his side and put an arm over me but I was having none of it, It was the next day and Jack had told me that he was going to fuck me tomorrow which was now today. I wanted fucking.

I reminded Jack of what he had said and he became wide awake quite quickly and said,

“I’ll get a condom.”

“No need, I’m on the contraceptive pill.”

We started kissing and before long I felt a slight, sharp pain as his cock entered me for the first time.

The next hour or so was taken up with me acting out all the dreams that I had had about sex with my first lover. It was wonderful but very tiring. Jack taught me lots of positions that we could, and did, fuck in. When we were both sated we lay there relaxing in post coital bliss.

“How come you’re on the pill Grace? Not that I’m complaining”

“Every girl in the children’s home was put on the pill straight after she had her first period. Their excuse was that they didn’t want to risk any pregnancies in their home.”

“Well I’m grateful for that policy, now get up on your hands and knees again, it’s doggy round two, or is that three?”

Feb 17

Summer Fun – Chapter 2 – One Thing on My Mind 0 (0)

Introduction:

There’s a saying, “Young, dumb and full of cum.” Well, I’m “young.” “Dumb?” I would like to think not, but I do say some dumb things from time to time. And, finally, “full of cum?” Good god… more than I ever knew!

Riding home from the Fairlawn Apartments that afternoon, I was in a state of bliss. Even the simple action of peddling the bike was causing just enough repetitive movement between my legs to arouse me. My teenage brain is on fire and sorting out what happened just a few hours ago. Which, of course, is:

I had sex today!

I had my first, real, sex today!

My penis was all the way inside Renee’s pussy!

Wow, do I ever like hearing myself think that; so much so, I’m gonna slowly repeat it…

My – Penis – Was – All – The – Way – Inside – Renee’s – Pussy – !

And, it felt so, so fucking good!

I must look like a lost retard, lazily meandering my way home with a huge grin plastered across my face. Add the fact that these vivid mental replays have given me a full-on erection. Unlike driving in a car, riding a bike leaves my whole body visible; I lean forward and position the bottom of my loose-fitting t-shirt to cover my obvious crotch tent.

Speaking of what’s making my crotch of my shorts tent; oh, how I loved the way she was bouncing up and down on it! Up and down, up and down till I couldn’t stand it any longer. In those magic moments, she told me to do it, so I did! I pushed in deep and I came; I shot my cum in her pussy! The whole thing was pretty amazing, she made me feel so good and she said I made her feel good too.

As if on autopilot, I somehow found my way home and walk in the back door. Mom is starting to make dinner and briefly looks over her shoulder to say, “Hi, Kyle.”

“Hi, Mom…” I half-sing and continue to my room. It’s a good thing her back is turned or she would have surely noticed my shorts significantly extending outward on the front-side.

Time to shut the door, lay on my bed for a little me-time and relish this big day in my young life. The intense replays are still very fresh. I’m thinking about how awesome it was to slide up into her, so slippery and wet, so warm and how snugly her pussy surrounded me. Ohhh god, that felt sooo good! Unaware that I was even doing so, I’ve pushed my underwear all the way to my ankles… With one hand firmly gripping and the other rubbing my balls, here I am with my privates all fired-up. I’ll spare the play-by-play, but you know what I’m doing down there with myself.

As I’m wiping up the messy results of this little party with myself, Mom knocks on the door telling me that dinner will be ready in about 20-minutes. Just enough time to take a, much-needed, shower and join them at the table.

—–

“You certainly seem to be a good mood. How did it go at the apartments?” Mom asks.

“Fantastic! It was great! We got the whole thing painted.”

“Oh, wow, that sounds like a lot of work.”

“Yeah it was, but it was a LOT of fun too.”

“Humphf… ‘Painting, fun?’” Dad mutters, “That’s a new one…”

“Oh, Jerry, stop. It’s good for Kyle to learn new things.”

Oh, I learned some new things alright! I nod to myself in satisfaction. If Mom only knew exactly what new things I learned today. Thinking of this causes me to let out a snicker.

“What’s so funny Kyle?” Mom asks.

“Nothing, I was just thinking about something…” And, I better stop thinking about this as I feel a slight stirring between my legs…

—–

Some might think sweating your ass off all day painting a stifling apartment would wear a person out, but after dinner, I was full of energy and antsy as hell. I need to do something, or I’ll probably be back in my room, rubbing myself raw having a jack-off fest.

I text Marc and Jeff to see what they are up to and they ride over to shoot some hoops in the driveway with me. Am I ever on my game today, I hardly miss a shot. “Damn Dude, what has gotten into you?” Marc gripes.

“You’re sinking it in like a pro.” Jeff agrees.

“You’re one hard one to beat today,” Marc mutters as he takes another failed shot.

Every little thing my sexed-up brain hears is turned into a sexual innuendo. My mother saying, “It’s good for Kyle to learn new things”, Jeff saying, “Sinking it in”, Marc saying, “You’re one hard one…” I better get my mind onto something else or they may notice something growing that I don’t need them to see.

Arghh! This is so hard- here we go again, “So hard”, I mentally roll my mind’s eye. I just want to burst, totally explode- Oh god, I can’t take this anymore! I wanna tell them so bad what happened today. I wanna jump up and shout, “I had sex today! I got laid! I lost my virginity! Woo Hoo!”

An hour or so later, it’s getting dark, so we end the game and they head home. Finally, I think I’m worn out, not to mention all sweaty again.

Back into the shower I go and thinking to myself that this will be the third time I’ve gotten naked since I woke up. Oh, and that first time I got naked, now that… that was a doozy! Yup, that’s all that was needed to take my thoughts back there, here I am with a great big, throbbing boner again.

Let’s just say there’s more than soap and water swirling its way down the drain…

—–

The next morning, I wake up with some respectable, rock-solid, morning-wood; no surprise, happens to me pretty much every morning. Might as well take care of it while I’m laying here…

It dawns on me, as I’m eating my cereal, that in three days I will probably/hopefully get to have sex with Renee again; that’s pretty cool. Yup, in three days I can put my cock back into that warm, welcoming, wet, silky pussy of hers… mmmm… Then it hits me, three days! Damn! That’s an eternity, especially when all I can think about is sex anymore.

I gotta get out, I need my mind occupied on other things. I’ll see if Jeff and Marc want to ride out to the mall or something. The mall is a few miles away, that will be a good way to kill some time.

But first, I think I need go back to my room and “take care” of something…

There’s a saying that goes, “Young, dumb and full of cum.” Well, I’m definitely “young.” “Dumb?” I would like to think not, but I have been known to say and do some dumb things from time to time. And finally, “full of cum?” Good god… more than I ever knew!

Okay, with that matter-in-hand taken care of, I should be good to go, for a while at least. Now I can text Marc and Jeff.

Instead of the mall, they would like to catch a matinee at the movies. That works for me, as long as it’s a movie with little or no sexual content, I should be fine. We pick a good, high-action, guy-movie, full of gun fights and car chases.

It turns out to be a pretty good movie, but about halfway through, my mind is wandering. Renee’s boobs are gorgeous… Renee likes my pubic hair… Renee thinks I have a nice cock… Renee’s pussy is fantastic… Renee likes how I feel inside her pussy… Renee likes to cum at the same time I do… Renee and I will be alone together in three days!

Marc is nudging me with his elbow, “Huh? What?”

“I said, do you wanna to get pizza after?”

“Yeah, yeah… Sounds great.” It’s good thing it’s dark in here, my cock is super-hard and poking up in my pants again.

—–

The next day I’m working a dinner shift starting at 4:00. I don’t see Renee here, normally I love working with her, but today it’s probably for the best to keep my sexed-up hormones in check. Benny and Eric are on duty in the kitchen.

The food-stock truck arrived today at 6:00. The delivery needs to be immediately checked-in so the driver can be on their way. All the perishables need to be sorted and put into the coolers right away. It’s a lot of work and we hate when the truck comes right at the height of the dinner rush, but nothing we can do about it. Benny asks me to work in the back with the checking-in and getting the delivered goods squared away.

Renee shows up and I hear her telling the guys, “Sorry I’m late guys, had a pain in the ass complaint at the apartments to deal with.”

After helping to get the kitchen caught up on orders, she comes in the back to help me finish putting away the new stock.

“Hey, Kyle! How are you?”

“I’m good.”

“Are we still on for painting on Monday?”

Tilting my head, I look at her like she’s crazy. “HELL YEAH!” I blurt out a tad too loud.

Renee looks around, shushing my over-excitement, “Easy there…”

In a quieter voice, I say, “I can’t wait. Do you know how difficult this has been?” What I don’t tell her is that I’m so horny right now, I could do her right here in this back room, but somehow, I think she knows.

She leans in and whispers in my ear, “Be patient Sport, it’ll be worth the wait.” She winks and flashes me a grin. Oh, and that’s supposed to make this any easier?

—–

Once again, I wake up with morning-oak, several strokes later, I’ve taken care of that issue and now I can start my day. I’ve sure been doing a lot of jacking-off these last few days, can’t seem to keep my hands off myself, sheesh!

There’s a growing pile of clothes on the floor at the end of my bed. I’m really going to have to hide all these cum-encrusted, dirty t-shirts by mixing them in with the laundry, or just throw them in the washer myself. The last thing I need is Luke noticing all the stiff, dry, whiteish splotches, or Mom asking about it.

Today is Sunday and, no surprise, it’s another hot July summer day. With towels slung over our shoulders, Marc, Jeff and I are on our bikes heading over to the Spring Haven Community Center to go swimming.

I’m really going to have to work extra-hard at keeping Renee and sex off my brain today. It would be way too embarrassing to have another, and mighty difficult to hide, stiffy in my swim trucks at the public pool.

Surprisingly, it’s not super-crowded today, but there’s still a fair amount of people. We luck out and find an empty table with a shade umbrella. Staking claim on it as our own, we drop our towels off on the chairs and hop in the pool.

After a good round of splashing about, we get some cold drinks from the concession stand and hang out in the shade at our table. The pool is always the best place to people-watch, especially the summer-girls in their bikinis.

“Would you look at that?” Marc nods across the way.

“Look at what?” Jeff asks.

“Over there. Do you see what I see?”

“Oh yeah, I do,” Jeff nods. It’s a group of girls we know from Maplewood High arriving, Laura, Samantha, Kristin and Colleen. They set their bags and towels on chaise loungers across the pool from us.

What was I just saying about the fun of people watching, especially girls in bikinis? Here’s four we’re familiar with from our school. I’m so used to seeing them in their jeans and t-shirts or blouses, clothes they normally wear to class, it’s pleasingly different to now see them showing… showing so much skin. And this is not a bad thing, not a bad thing at all, one of the many perks of sweet, sweet Summertime.

Within minutes the girls are gliding down the slide and into the pool to cool off. Marc, Jeff and I enjoy watching them get wet and have fun from our shady vantage point. We all have our own version of a smirk plastered across our faces, you know our teenage minds are thinking about more than, Oh, look at those nice girls having fun in the water.

After a few minutes, Marc abruptly stands up. “Well guys, I need to cool off,” he says putting on his swim goggles and fast walking away from us to jump back in. I’m sure he was hoping no-one would notice, but I caught a glimpse of exactly how happy watching the girls has made him. Nothing works better than the pool to calm that growing situation down.

This is a fact of life all guys know, the amazing ability the pool water has of shrinking your penis. It never ceases to amaze me every time I take off my wet swim shorts. I look down and it’s like, Whoa, what the hell? Where did you go? Get back here and hang-out a little… followed by some necessary fluffing to bring Little Kyle back into the world.

While Marc is utilizing the pool’s above described effect, Jeff and I stay put at the table. It’s not that we don’t like what we’re seeing, but come on, even a teenage guy can have a little self-control. Self-control, easy to for me to say to myself, but it’s a real personal test after how sexed-up I’ve been since late last week.

Down the slide the girls go, climb out and back to the slide to go again. Yup, nothing out of the ordinary, common thing to see at a community pool, but nice to watch just the same. I see they’re now braving going down face first, screaming with their arms out in front of them. Watching this repeating action of into the water and out again, I ask, “Why do they do that?”

“Do what?” Jeff asks.

“The girls, they always run their fingers along the inside of the leg holes of their swim-suits whenever they get out of the pool.”

“I think it’s to pull it out of their ass-cracks.”

“Well, personally, I think they should just leave it up in there,” I laugh, “That way we can see how nicely their cheeks are shaped.”

“I think you’re right about that, Kyle,” Jeff muses and nods agreement.

Over by the slide, Marc’s head pops up from under the water, he’s frantically looking around like he’s lost his bearings. When he spots us, he swims over and quickly gets out of the pool, it’s like he’s seen a ghost or something.

“Hooo! Boy! You guys are NOT going to believe this!” he exclaims, panting from his rush. Jeff and I look at him and let him catch his breath to continue. Once he’s semi-composed, he looks us in the eyes and in a quiet voice, blurts out, “Laura’s carpet definitely matches the drapes. Kristin recently trimmed herself into a nice little mohawk style, landing strip. Colleen has a super-bush and Samantha shaves it completely off!”

“What in the hell are you talking about?” I ask, totally confused from this unexpected blitz of information about what’s going on inside the girls’ bikinis.

He flops down in the chair and motions his head over at the slide, “Do you see how the girls are going down the slide arms first?”

“Yeah,” we agree.

“Okay, I was swimming around underwater with my goggles on, just minding my own business, when Laura landed from the slide. As her body slid into pool, the rushing water pulled the waistband of the bottom part of her bikini down a couple of inches. Just enough for me to get a great view of her pubes!”

Jeff and I look at each other, “No shit? Really?”

Marc enthusiastically nods the affirmative and continues in a hushed voice, “I couldn’t believe it! So, I decided to put this to the test to see if would happen again. Kristin was next and, sure enough, I was able to see exactly how she trims herself up.”

Jeff shakes his head, “You are such a pervert, Marc.”

“Oh, come on! You mean to tell me you’ve been sitting here this whole time and haven’t been wondering about what’s inside those bikinis?”

“Yeah,” Jeff smirks and admits, “I have…”

Marc tells us more, “Now, Colleen? Whoa! Daniel Boone would get lost in that forest! But, Samantha…” he sighs and takes on a dreamy, far-off look. “Mmmm… Samantha is as bare as a desert, talk about hot!”

He leans in, motioning us closer to share a very important detail and whispers, “I could even see the very top of where her slit begins!” Marc has had a thing for Samantha for a while now, so I’m sure getting a quick peek at her forbidden fruit just made his whole summer.

Jeff’s eyes pop, “Really!” Having heard enough, he grabs the goggles, puts them on and jumps in the pool.

After several splash-downs, which Jeff nonchalantly positioned himself at the bottom of the slide to witness, the girls give themselves a rest to sun in the chaise lounges. He comes out the pool, slightly hunched over as he walks back. It doesn’t seem the pool-shrinkage trick is working very well for him. Sitting down, Jeff is amazed, “Man, that was awesome! You are 100% correct on all accounts, Marc.”

“See, told ya!”

Jeff looks at me, “Shit, you missed it Kyle, looks like they’re done with the slide.”

“It’s alright, I’ll live,” I tell him. I hate to sound like a braggart to myself, but they can dream about peeks at pubes all they want. Hopefully, my pubes will be closely inter-mingling with Renee’s pubes tomorrow.

Jeff sits back, with a satisfied look on his face. In a way, it’s like he just lost a little bit of his virginity by seeing some real girl-bits as opposed to surfing porn on the internet. “What do you guys like better on a girl, pubes or no-pubes?” he asks.

“Oh, no-pubes, without question, for sure!” Marc quickly answers, “Shows she cares about how she looks down there.”

Jeff nods, taking in Marc’s answer and turns to me, “What about you, Kyle?”

I think about how nice it was when I saw Renee’s fluffy patch. It was the first thing I noticed when she pulled her shorts down and was it ever a huge turn-on. To answer his question, “I think I prefer pubic hair on a girl, something about it is damn sexy to me.”

Marc makes a face at me like I’m crazy, “Really?”

“Yup! I definitely do.” I nod, affirming my position on the matter. “It can be kept trimmed up and looking nice, you know, like in a triangle or something. So soft to the touch and-” I stop myself before they start asking how I would know so much about how soft a girl’s pubes are and spill details that I shouldn’t.

“Now that you mention it,” Jeff says, “Kristin did look super-hot with hers, I liked that.”

“Exactly!” I give him a thumbs-up.

“Blah… You guys are nuts,” Marc blows it off.

“To each, their own,” Jeff shrugs.

“What I wouldn’t give to slide it up in Samantha now that I know she shaves. Mmm hmmm…” Marc muses, gazing across the pool at the girls.

“As if! Samantha won’t let you within 10-feet of her,” Jeff replies.

“Let’s just see about that,” Marc gets up, accepting this as a challenge. He walks around the pool, approaching to talk to her, then he leans in to whisper something. It looks like he’s grabbing his crotch of all things.

“Did he just grab his beans?” I ask Jeff, confused.

“I think so.”

A look of total disgust crosses Samantha’s face and she slaps his face, we can hear the crack all the way over here. Marc turns tail to come back to our table, his reddening cheek is visible from here. He’s shrugging and has his arms up like, what did I do?

“What did you say to her?” Jeff asks.

“I just asked her if she wanted to see what real man looks like, that’s all.” Marc explains like that’s a normal thing a guy would casually ask a girl.

“Oh, real smooth-move, you’re such a bonehead.” I tell him, shaking my head.

“So, who you got your eye on these days, Kyle?” Jeff asks.

“Oh, you know the answer to that,” Marc scoffs, “He’s planning on waiting an eternity for Tiffany Hammond.”

“No, I’m not…” I pooh-pooh it.

“’Oh Tiffany, Tiffany, when will you go out with ME instead of those big, stupid jocks.’” Marc pokes fun.

“Knock it off, at least I have enough class not to walk up to a girl and grab my sac like a knuckle-dragger.”

Jeff has a good laugh over that.

“Oh? And how’s all that ‘class’ working out for you?” Marc asks. Time for me to take a deep breath and keep my mouth shut. Have I mentioned how I SO want to tell them about what happened the other day with Renee? God, that would shut him the fuck up for once and for all.

“Well, speak of the she-devil.” Marc points out Tiffany, Blake, Justin, Jodie and some others entering the pool area. Tiffany looks mighty hot in her bright-pink two-piece bikini, wow! She’s very easy on my eyes, but Blake, with his hands all over her, can go away at any time.

Any other day it would have bothered me seeing Tiffany with Blake and those guys, but today, not so much. It probably has a lot to do with what happened at the apartments. I lean back, put my hands behind my head and smile.

“Look at him,” Marc says to Jeff, flipping his thumb in my direction, “There he goes, he’s imagining his dick in Tiffany.”

Oh, I’m definitely picturing myself in someone right now, but not Tiffany…

—–

The three long-ass days finally pass. In the morning, I, or course, wake up with a solid hard-on. Today, I decide not to take care of it and dirty another t-shirt.

I ride my bike over to the Fairlawn Apartments and find Renee in Building #1, Unit #3 that we are to paint. She has already started masking off the vents and windows.

“Hey Kyle, come on in.”

She sits down on a huge pile of painter’s sheets in the unit’s dining room area. I walk over and sit down next to her. “So, what’s the plan today?”

“Well…” she says, “Since you’re not a virgin anymore, maybe we could ramp things up a bit? I was thinking we could kick off the day by getting all sweaty by screwing right here on this pile of sheets, paint for a while, take a break, maybe fuck some more, have some lunch, fuck some more, paint some more… something like that. How does that sound?”

My eyes are probably as big as silver-dollars by this point. “Wow! That sounds perfect!”

“Come ’ere, Sport.” she grabs my shirt and pulls me to her. We immediately start kissing and groping. She reaches inside my shorts, grabs my growing cock and starts pulling on it. If she only knew how much that thing has been pulled on by me these last three days.

I remember a few days ago feeling awkward at being naked with Renee for the first time, did I ever get over that fear quickly. I couldn’t get my clothes off fast enough today. We waste no time in getting busy, rubbing our naked bodies together and rolling around on the pile.

Renee lies on her back in this nest of painter’s sheets and spreads her legs wide. Her picture-perfect pussy is waiting for me, so inviting and so ready. I scoot up in there on my knees, grab myself and get ready to plunge it in. She hands me a small jar containing a white substance the consistency of peanut butter, “Here, put some of this on yourself before you put it in.”

“What is it?” I ask.

“It’s coconut oil, put it all over your cock, it’s a great natural lubricant. It will melt with your body heat.” I scoop some out with two fingers and spread it on myself. It’s thick at first, but soon melts into a nice, slick, clear oil.

Oh, hey now – Wow! I must say, this sure feels good. I take my time to thoroughly spread it all around from the base of my shaft all the way up to my tip, making sure to get it in the indented circumference, on my special sensitive spot and all over my smooth head surfaces. Renee is patiently watching me enjoy this task, “So… Are you gonna jack it off with that oil? Or…?”

“Oh, sorry… It feels good putting this on.”

“I can see that!” she snickers. “How about you get your, ‘feeling good’ in here,” she redirects my attention to her pussy.

Now that I’m all slicked up, I move into position over her and slide my coconut oil lubricated cock with complete ease into her hot silky heaven. “Oh, Yessss…” Exactly where I want to be.

I work my hips fore and back, sliding it in and out. I enjoy looking down and seeing the action of my shaft going all the way in and then coming back out. Her pubic area rises when I push in and returns on the out stroke. I’m a detail kind of guy, I notice the little things.

Sure, I’ve watched porn on the internet before, but this is so much better. I’m the one doing it and it’s my cock having all the fun, not some other doofus’s. We go at it like this for a while when she notices me looking down between us, intently watching what’s going on between our legs.

She says, “Let me roll over and you can do me doggy-style. It will work better if you like to watch.” Renee positions herself on all fours, arching her back and I get up on my knees to slide myself back in. This gives me a perfect view with her ass in the air and easy access to her pussy.

“Grab my ass and fuck me good, Kyle,” she instructs me. I don’t need to be told twice.

I discover with this position that I have more control and flexibility with how I’m fucking her. She couldn’t be more right about this being a better view, talk about seeing, and in great detail, how her pussy lips are wrapped snugly around my cock. Watching myself sliding in and out of her tight hole is a massive turn on for me! Damn, this is so sexy! I swear, I could watch this all-day long.

I now understand what Renee meant about the guy usually cumming first. It’s not only the awesome visual stimulation I am receiving, it’s that this feels so damn good too! Like an approaching, lower body, tsunami, I just can’t hold the on-rush back any longer. “Uhht!” I grunt and begin shooting it. I’m blowing my load and draining my juices already, I couldn’t help it. “Dammit…” I mutter, “I wanted to last longer than this!”

Renee turns her head, smirks and reassures me, “It’s okay, Sport, just keep going.”

“I will.”

I keep on fucking her, taking my cues by listening to her moans build in volume and frequency. With her own juices, plus the coconut oil and now the addition of my slippery, sloppy load of cum in there, this makes for one, very well, lubricated pussy!

“Faster, fuck me faster,” she commands and I increase the speed of my thrusting.

Ramming it faster is when I learn all about a pop-out. One pull-back too far and my cock comes completely out, then on the return drive, it jams-up head-first just missing her hole on re-entry. “Yeeowww!” I yelp.

She looks over her shoulder and giggles, “Oopsee! Having a hard time finding the hole back there? Hahaha!”

“Not funny, that hurt!” I shake my head and put myself back in. All part of the learning process, I guess…

After she’s done giggling and we’ve resumed better-timed screwing on my part, she shouts, “Harder, Kyle, FUCK ME HARDER!”

I drive it harder; drive it deeper, fucking her intensely as she instructs me to. I do find humor in listening to the “plap, plap, plap” sound of my pelvis slapping in time with her ass.

Soon, her moans turn into those whimpering, crying-like sounds of pure pleasure. Her pussy muscles cinch up so tight around my cock that even with all the lubrication and cum I can barely push it in or pull it back. I am being held snuggly in place and she is no intentions of letting me go.

While breathing very hard, she starts screaming, “Ohhh! Oh my god! Ohhh! Oh god! OH GOD!” Her hands are scrunching up and releasing balls of sheets like she’s kneading bread dough. It’s probably my imagination, but I think I hear a distant thumping on the wall from the next apartment. I dismiss it quickly, I have much more important things going on here.

As her pussy muscles surrender some of their grip on me, I look down and see a string of our combined juices dripping down onto the sheets. Her climax subsides and I slide it out. We both collapse onto the sheets and lay together. She’s catching her breath from what sounded, and felt like, one very intense orgasm. We’re both covered in sweat, but it’s a good sweat from having sex.

Renee rolls on top of me, “Oh, Sport, that was great. Now, that’s how to start the day, huh?”

“Yeah it is, but I came too soon.”

“That’s okay, it happens. Good boy to you, you didn’t stop, you kept on going for me to catch-up.”

“I remembered what you said about when the guy cums first.”

“You were probably all sexed up and kept thinking about it too much the last few days. Am I right?”

“Yeah, it’s ALL I’ve been thinking about.”

“Would you like try again in a little while?”

“Yes, definitely!”

Renee kisses me, “I’ll bet you’ll last longer next time.”

She rolls off me and sits up. As she does this, I hear a low, quiet, “pflllfffbbtbtbt…” sound come from between her legs. My eyebrows shoot straight up! Did that just come from her pussy?

She starts giggling, puts her hand over her mouth and meekly says, “Oops, I queefed.”

“Queefed?” I ask.

She bursts out laughing, “A pussy fart, Kyle!”

“What?” I do a double-take, head shake, “I never knew a pussy could fart!”

She’s now laughing so hard, she’s in tears. Falling back onto me, she tries to explain, but can’t get the words out because of her laughing fit. After she starts to calm, and wipes tears from her face, another wave of laughter overtakes. I’m happy she thinks this is funny and all, but I really want to know more about this pussy farting business, also apparently known as a queefing. Finally, she gains enough control to make an earnest attempt to explain this mystery to me.

“Okay… you know how when we are doing it? Hahahaha… When you are really pumping it in and out? Hahaha… Little bits of air can get trapped up inside. When we’re done and my muscles relax down there, it… it comes out. Comes out like a little fart! A queef! Hahahaha!”

So many, many new things I’m learning here.

“Oh, Sport, this is so funny, you’re experiencing all these things for the first time. I’ll bet you never knew there was some much to sex, huh?”

“I never knew that could happen. Wow!”

With my morning sex class over, it’s time to put our clothes on and get started on the painting. We begin spreading out the painter’s sheets over the floor and I notice one of them has a nice sized wet-spot. I jokingly point it out to Renee, “Hmmm, I wonder how that got there?”

“I don’t know,” she laughs, “What’s it smell like?”

“I think I’ll pass on that…”

I go to crank up the music and she remembers, “Oh wait, we can’t get too loud in this unit. This is the oldest building in the complex, for some reason the walls here are super thin and sound travels. Dad only rents these apartments in Building #1 to elderly, quieter people.”

Hmmm… Maybe that thumping on the wall earlier was not my imagination…

—–

Around noon we take a break from the painting and go right at it again on the floor in the empty living room. We start off with the missionary position and I give myself minor rug burns on my knees.

Switching to doggy-style for a while, we then finish with me flat on my back with Renee straddling me in ride-‘em-cowboy style; at which time she gives herself minor rug burns on her knees. She was right, I did last a lot longer this time. We didn’t exactly cum at the same time, but close.

Once again, our romp is peppered with many of her loud moans and very loud, “Fuck me harder’s”, “Oh yessss!’s” and cannot forget my favorite, “Oh God! Oh God! Oh My GOD!” I don’t think she realizes how vocally loud she gets during sex.

This apartment is beyond stifling and we are both pouring sweat. “Let’s go find some place cooler to get lunch today, Sport. My treat, okay? What sounds good to you?”

Jokingly, I say, “Well, crab legs are my favorite.”

Her eyebrows shoot up, “Wow! You’re a guy with expensive tastes!” she laughs.

“Burgers or tacos are fine…”

We get dressed and let ourselves out into the hallway. At the same time, an elderly couple who live in the apartment next door, are also coming out into the hall. Renee smiles and waves, “Oh, Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Kransen! How are you today?”

They both scowl at us with those dis-approving, heavy eyebrows that old people are so good at making. Mrs. Kransen is not too happy and scolds at us, “Hrumpfff. We heard everything and know exactly what you two were doing in there. You kids should be ashamed of yourselves!”

I look at Renee and she looks at me. Don’t laugh, don’t laugh, don’t laugh, I repeatedly tell myself.

Mr. Kransen takes his turn to instruct us that, “In our day we practiced what was known as a little decorum. The whole world need not hear what married people do in private.”

We both look down, trying so hard not to crack up and laugh right out loud.

Renee meekly offers, “We’re sorry, we-”

“Well, you darn well should be!” Mrs. Kransen snaps at us. “Come on Frederick, since they are leaving, we can go back inside and eat our lunch in peace and quiet.” With that, they go back into their unit, slam the door and leave us in the hallway… snickering.

Renee and I quickly need to get outside of the building so we can burst out laughing.

Feb 17

MOTHERS & DAUGHTERS: OLIVIA & PATRICIA 5 (1)

Introduction:

This is a story around a mother, Olivia (Liv) and her daughter, Patricia (Pat). Olivia is 49 and Patricia is 22, the youngest of three children. Sometimes, she discovered, when you try not to want something, it can become overpowering and where it can take you can be very surprising. This is a bestial story.

WHAT YOU SHOULD KNOW:

This is a story that is intend to be a part of a series grouped under MOTHERS & DAUGHTERS. Each story will be independent. The stories will ultimately cover a range of genre. These will be shorter stories of one chapter which is different from my previous efforts as a writer. I hope you enjoy them.

This is a bestial story.

This is a story around a mother, Olivia (Liv) and her daughter, Patricia (Pat). Olivia is 49 and Patricia is 22, the youngest of three children. Olivia has dark brunette hair with some greying that falls to the shoulders while Patricia has slightly shorter dark blonde hair. Both women have C-cup breasts. Olivia has pubic hair trimmed above her pussy while Patricia keeps hers clean shaved. Patricia spent two years at the local community college and is also out of the home and working. Olivia has always been a stay-at-home mom and continued to be after the children left home. The family have a nice home in the suburbs where Olivia has made something of a hobby of gardens and plantings around the yard. Olivia’s husband, Harold, is a mid-level technical represent at construction equipment manufacturing company and travels nationally every week.

Olivia’s sex life had disappeared over the last several years as her husband’s traveling increased steadily. Now he is traveling every week and he enjoys it. He meets with current and potential clients across the country and has the opportunity to solve problems for them. The change, though, has left Olivia largely alone, especially after the last of the children, Patricia, left home. For a while, she took the time to explore new hobbies and interests. She found she still craved something of a sex life and even when Harold returned on the weekend had little interest. She wondered if he might be having affairs but he was moving around the country so much … As she tried to fight the thoughts of sex, she found herself thinking and wanting it more.

Sometimes, she discovered, when you try not to want something, it can become overpowering and where it can take you can be very surprising.

MOTHERS & DAUGHTERS: OLIVIA & PATRICIA

“MOM?!? WHAT THE HELL!?”

The distinct sound of her daughter’s shocked voice surprised both her and Blackie, both flinching violently in mid-fucking mode. Her husband’s Black Labrador Retriever he originally got for hunting only flinched at the sound and barely paused while he continued fucking his big cock into her. His knot had passed through her hole moments before, which meant his climax wasn’t far behind. The shocked and anguished voice of her daughter had a far bigger effect on Olivia, however.

“NO! … No, Patty … Oooohhhhhh … Godddddddd …” She tried to move, to look behind, to escape, to disappear, anything, but she was stuck, tied, literally and solidly to the dog and was going nowhere. The shock of the voice and the reaction from her and the dog jammed the knot inside her against her g-spot and her already highly aroused and stimulated body erupted into the orgasm moments before was an exciting anticipation but now a dreadful fact. The next sounds were unavoidable, “AHHHHHHH … yes … no … ooooooooohhhhhhh Goooddddddddd.”

Olivia collapsed to the well-cut lawn in the backyard, her orgasm overwhelming her despite the horrifying state of being caught by her daughter. For a moment, the high of her orgasm took over her mind as well as her body. Her arms not only collapsed under her so her chest, breasts, and face were planted on the grass with her ass still up on her knees with a dog’s cock and knot firmly lodged in her pussy, but her entire body seemed to quake through an orgasm intensified by the embarrassment of her situation.

Patricia, for her part, stood in rapt shock at the scene in front of her. After ending an early shift at work, she impulsively stopped to see her mom. The house was quiet as she let herself into her parent’s house, called a few times, then wandered to the sliding glass door leading to the patio in back. It wasn’t until she stood on the patio and could see around a hedge that she found her naked mother on her hands and knees with the family dog on her back … fucking aggressively into her. Her vocal reaction was immediate and unthinking. She witnessed her mother’s shocked and fearful reaction but also the apparent earth-shattering orgasm she immediately responded with. Although she tried to verbally pull out her mother’s explanation, she saw quickly it was futile as she watched her mother’s body being overtaken by a surprisingly intense orgasm.

As she saw her mom regain control over herself, Patricia moved next to her mom and sat cross-legged on the grass when she realized her mom wasn’t going to be moving for some reason. Olivia looked pleadingly at her daughter, “Oh, my God … Patty … this is awful … please, don’t tell your father.”

To Patty, this was weird on so many levels. Not only finding her mom fucking the dog, it was outside and despite the six-foot fences … it was outside. But, now, she wasn’t pulling away from the dog as she spoke those desperate words. She stayed embedded with dog cock. Her curiosity was too much.

“Mom? Why … why are you staying that way?”

She got a weak smile, an embarrassed smile, “We’re stuck. I mean knotted.” She shrugged, “Canine evolution.” She sighed, “They have a ball of fleshy tissue that forms at the base of their cock. It locks him to the female to aid in insemination.”

Patty was past her shock, now she was really curious how the woman she knew as her proper mother was involved in sexual activity behind her father’s back and with a dog. “Interesting … you seem to know a lot … how long has this been going on?” About six months. Patty was shocked, again. “With the dog?”

“No.” Olivia hung her head and gasped as the dog turned on her back, raising its leg over her and now standing pointing the opposite way ass-to-ass.

“So, you’ve been fucking other men, too?”

Olivia sighed in resignation. She knew her only hope was to spill everything and hope her daughter would hold this in confidence. Maybe she could promise it would never happen, again. She went on to explain how it all started by accident as many ill-conceived ideas and actions seem to. She had been lonely, needing something with Harold gone so much. She was out to dinner by herself, went to a bar for a couple drinks … she met someone … a nobody, a stranger. He was attentive and it felt good. He was after sex, of course, but even that felt good, knowing a man saw her as desirable. It happened a few more times but she felt guilty. She stopped, but … then the dog …

“Wait …” Patty could understand the explanation so far. She wasn’t blind about her father. He definitely seemed more in love with his job than the home and he had become … large … and non-responsive to her mom’s needs and she understood that. She could even sympathize with her mom’s needs, but … “The dog? You thought maybe fucking his dog might be less cheating? And, how did that even start?”

Patty noticed the dog pulling at the joint of their mating and became divided in her curiosity. While she wanted to know what her mom had been thinking to get to this point, she was also fixed on what was happening in front of her. As the dog pulled, her mom would sometimes gasp and close her eyes.

“What’s happening now with you and the dog?”

“Oh, God … the knot … he pulls, tests, the tie holding us … his knot inside me holding us … it jams into my g-spot … good … feels good …”

Patty could see her mom’s embarrassment increase with the admission. Then, the dog pulled away, finally. She saw cum pouring out of her mom and …

“Oh … my … God … that was inside you?”

Olivia fell to the ground, then struggled to her knees. “I’m getting something to cover-up with …”

“No.” Even Patty was surprised at the firmness of her voice. It was almost command level. She looked at her stunned mother’s expression. She gave her a curious smile, “No, you’ll stay like that. You’re the one fucking the dog. Finish telling me.”

The sight of a small puddle of cum on the grass next to her mom was evident. Patty’s mind was swirling. Olivia continued her explanation as Patty gazed at her naked mom sitting on the ground in front of her. She was still very attractive and trim. She guessed she hadn’t really noticed because … well, she was her mom. Her dad had become very out of shape and they were a couple and she really hadn’t thought about them … that way … didn’t want to really. But here they were.

When Olivia had convinced herself not to cheat on Harold, her desires never ceased. Telling your mind, no, when your body is saying something else is a constant struggle. You look for substitutes and diversions. She felt a thrill by being naked so she began doing housework and spending more time naked in the house. She then escalated that into going into the backyard in panties and bra, then just panties, and finally naked. As her comfort and courage increased, stepping out into the yard became doing gardening and weeding. That’s when it happened. She was on all fours weeding when Blackie found her pussy … probably her arousal scent … and licked her. She flinched away that time, but out of curiosity later allowed more contact. It felt good and somehow seemed harmless. She was stunned, frozen a few days later when he mounted her. That’s how it had started.

“Patty, please, don’t tell your father. I still care for him but …”

Patty finished the obviousness of the coming comment, “… but at this point, it’s not the passion, especially with him absent for the most part.” Olivia nodded but she was still beseeching her daughter with her eyes. “I think I understand, mom. I’ve wondered for a while what his weight gain and constant travel might be doing to you. You obviously still have strong needs, physical needs, and still a vibrant woman who wants those physical needs satisfied.”

Olivia looked at Patty hopefully. “So, you understand. So, you won’t tell your father?”

Patty smiled. It wasn’t really a reassuring smile. “Oh, I understand, mom. I don’t know if what you’re feeling or needing is much different than when I would sneak around to have sex with guys. I think the sex drive might run high in us, mom. How did you ever keep it pushed down for so long?” Olivia shrugged. “We’re going to have fun, mom. I know guys. Trust me, young guys find mature women appealing.” Patty looked at the naked woman opposite her, “And you are hot, mom.”

Olivia blushed. The idea of her daughter setting her up to have sex was … she had to admit was exciting but also it was scary, too. “I don’t …”

“Yes, mom, that’s what we’re doing. I won’t tell dad you’ve cheated with other guys or that you’re fucking his precious hunting dog that he now ignores. But, yes, we are doing this. Guys would line up for a mother/daughter pair.” She saw the look of intimidation in her mom’s eyes. She moved forward and hugged her, “Don’t worry, mom. It’ll be good, I promise. We’ll be careful of the neighbors and where your or dad’s friends might hang out.”

Olivia looked at her daughter with something of reluctance, but excited, acceptance. “Okay, I don’t know I have much choice here. I can’t lose your father, honey. Put purely selfishly, he’s all I have for a secure future.”

Patty reassured her, then surprised her, “So, when will Blackie be ready, again? It looked like you had a wonderful orgasm.”

Olivia smiled almost with relief. “Oh … he’s probably ready, already. He recovers quickly, faster than a man. The knot is so … such an experience, I guess … doing back-to-back never occurred to me.”

Olivia directed her daughter to strip as she called the dog over. His cock had receded during their talk but there were still several inches outside the sheath. When naked like her, she had Patty sit on the grass with her legs wide. It seemed to Patty that the dog knew what it wanted as it sniffed at the new scent coming from the other woman. Patty watched in anxious wonder as the dog’s nose sniffed closer and closer until the wet nose bumped her moist pussy lips. When the tongue shot out and swiped her lips, she gasped. Her mom pushed her back to lie down and tilt her pelvis to give the dog better access. She groaned at the series of long swipes of the tongue covering her pussy and flicking over her clit. She immediately knew how her mom had become hooked on the dog and this was only the tongue. She also knew she could easily have a wonderful, satisfying orgasm just like this, but what she had walked in on with her mom was fixed in her mind and she had to experience that for herself.

“Mom … I want him … inside me.”

Olivia smiled. Her daughter had been putting on such a tough act with her to keep her quiet and here she was like an earlier version seeking assistance. “On your hands and knees then, girl. And brace yourself. It’s like nothing you’ve ever felt.”

Patty had arrived at the end and she learned about the knot, but what else was her mom referring to? There had to be more the way she said that. Patty turned her hips and broke the contact with the dog’s lapping tongue. As she turned, she saw the dog watching her, looking over at Olivia, and back to Patty. She couldn’t get over the feeling that the dog knew what was coming and her imagination had him thinking about his luck to have two human bitches soon.

Her intense curiosity and the memory of her mother’s intense pleasure had control over her now. She moved to her hands and knees as instructed and glanced behind her as she felt the tongue on her pussy, again. She wiggled her butt and felt her mom pat it while tells the dog to ‘mount’. Whether the dog understood the word or not, it did jump onto Patty’s back and she immediately felt the pointy cock probing at her. She felt her mom behind her guiding the dog’s cock between her pussy lips and into her hole. As soon as the dog felt himself inside the warm, wet sheath of the pussy, he surged forward, driving his cock deep with a powerful stroke. His front legs wrapped around Patty’s waist as the dog began thrusting with a wild, frantic pace of fucking. Patty gasped at the feeling of it and moaned as she repositioned her knees and hands to steady herself against the onslaught of the dog-cock at her pussy.

She began moaning and groaning as the fucking didn’t slow. It was crazy. It was the strangest sensation she had ever experienced. It felt like a machine on her back locked on a high position driving the cock relentlessly into her. Then … she felt it. At first, her mind was slowed in recognizing what was happening. She felt something banging at her pussy, then remembered the knot, the ball of dog-flesh that forms at the base of the cock before it climaxes. The dog’s intention of getting the knot inside was clear and she wanted it, too. Her mom loved the knot, she said. Patty pressed back against the driving pressure of the dog and she could feel her pussy opening, stretching to take the forming ball. When it popped inside, that’s how it felt, she cried out. The stretching feeling was instantly gone and replaced by a fullness of the knot and the cock deeper inside her.

Patty was so close to orgasm. She felt the dog knot inside her moving the short distance it could and banging against her g-spot when she rotated her pelvis just so. She cried out as her body succumbed to the orgasm. Her pussy clenched around the cock and knot, holding it tight as her juices flooded them. At nearly the same time, she felt both cock and knot pulse and swell before spurt after spurt of warm, watery dog-cum was shot into her pussy.

Still tied to the dog, Patty watched as her still naked mother slithered underneath her so their heads were even. “How was it, Patty? What do you think of dogs now?”

Patty lowered her mouth to her mother’s and gave her a very un-daughterly kiss. “My God, mom! You were right. The knot was amazing. The fucking was unbelievable. My God!”

Olivia chuckled. “So, you aren’t telling dad?” Patty shook her head. “But you haven’t changed your mind about the other?” Patty shook her head with a growing sly smile.

“No way … you’re going to make up for lost time and I know how to make it happen.” They kiss, again, and while they did, Blackie pulled the knot out and with cum running out of her gaping pussy, Patty moaned into her Olivia’s mouth. Then, “We’re going to have so much fun …”

Before leaving, Patty gave her mother specific instructions she was to follow. When her father was gone, which was all workdays, Olivia was to be naked when inside the house and the backyard. This was something she was already doing on occasion, but being told to do it suddenly made the act more exciting. As a safeguard, she was allowed a loose housedress to be in the coat closet by the front door for when someone came to the door. When she left the house, she was to start wearing tighter tops and shorter skirts or shorts. She was encouraged to fuck the dog at least once a day and to try to manage that when her husband was home if he left the house for several hours for golfing or to the office. Suddenly, all the erotic things she sometimes indulged in were mandatory.

This went on for a couple weeks with Patty coming over to check on Olivia and to play with the dog together. The dog was becoming quite skilled in mating with a woman and could spend an amazing amount of time fucking and licking the two of them. Olivia began to relax as she settled into the routine her daughter had laid out for her. She loved being naked and fucking the dog. Somehow, being told was freeing for her and the enjoyment was somehow increased.

Then … it changed.

“Mom?”

“In the kitchen, honey.”

This was nothing new. Since the big discovery that day and the uneasy shift in their relationship, Patty had been visiting Olivia more regularly. It was apparent to Olivia that the visits were a combination of her daughter’s equal desire to mate with the dog and her interest in seeing her mom complying with the expectations presented to her. To date those expectations had been limited to nudity around the house and mating with the dog daily, both things she already had enjoyed on a more limited basis. She was beginning to think her daughter had been all playful bluff.

Olivia heard shoes at the entry to the kitchen where she was cleaning the refrigerator and making a shopping list of things needing to be replaced. She absently turned her head to welcome Patty when … “Aaaiiiiieeee …” and she dodged behind the open refrigerator door. “Who … Patty, what …”

Patty just chuckled, “Mom, come on … that’s no way to greet someone into your home … This is Otis, a friend of mine.” Patty chuckled and moved to the refrigerator, pried the door from Olivia’s hands and closed it. “Otis, this is my mother, Olivia.”

Olivia stood naked … the only one naked. She gathered all her control and courage to step forward, with a guiding hand from her daughter, to shake the man’s hand. Instead, he pulled her into a hug with his hands roaming her bare back. Otis was the biggest black young man she had ever seen and being in his arms only reinforced the impression. He had to be 6’ 6” and close to 300 pounds but it was very solid as her body was telling her being pulled into it.

He released her so she could step back but only a step as he held her hand. Patty commented, “Otis is one of my friends I was telling you about who think mature women are hot. What do you think, Otis?”

Olivia self-consciously looked up at the man as he appraised her from head to feet. He smiled, “Ohhhh … yea, you were right, Patty, your mom is definitely a hot mature.”

“I knew you’d like her.” She flicked her eyes up, “The bedrooms are upstairs. Mom will show you their bedroom.”

Olivia’s reaction was immediate. Wait … what? … her eyes flashing to her daughter and she saw the look, the quiet self-assured look that the authority control in their relationship had shifted. And, in that moment, Olivia realized with resignation … her daughter hadn’t been all bluff after all. Olivia knew she had to gather herself quickly. She gripped the hand in hers a little tighter and led Otis out of the kitchen toward the stairs. She looked over her shoulder to find her daughter taking a beer out of the refrigerator and settling in a chair at the table, sending an approving look back.

As she led the way upstairs, his hand rested on her bare butt and gently stroked it. She couldn’t believe they were going to do this in the master bed she shared with Harold. Bizarrely, her mind started working on a check-list: open the windows later to air out the room, wash the sheets … When she had cheated with men before, she had always been careful that the meetings were never at the house. The reason why came rushing back. It felt doubly cheating to be with another man in their own house … maybe triply cheating in their bedroom.

She led him into the bedroom, released his hand to move to the bed and pull the cover off (the cover was much more difficult to wash). She turned to find him standing … waiting. He had made no effort to undress, unlike the other men who had been so anxious they became naked in an instant before she could change her mind. This one, Otis, stood expectantly, confidently, that she would do the work of undressing him and taking the initial lead. She weakly smiled and stepped to him. She loosened his belt and tugged his polo shirt out and up his upper body. He raised his arms to assist her in taking it off. He pulled her into his body, again. She felt her breasts and nipples spread against his muscled chest … his hard, black, muscled body. She found herself pressing her body into his, too. Her arousal spiked with her body against his and his hands roaming over her back. She felt her pussy moistening, preparing itself. Her body was anticipating even if her mind was still struggling with what was happening.

They kissed for several moments, her nipples becoming hard nubs against his skin. She broke the kiss and let her mind go and followed what her body was telling her. She unzipped his pants and sank to her knees, relieving him of his shoes and socks before lowering his pants and removing them. She ran her hands up both legs, over both strong thighs, and to his waist. She looked up his body to find him watching her with that damned self-confidence that seemed to turn her on even more. What was that about? Her daughter taking control excited her, now this man she only knew as her daughter’s friend exuding control and dominance. In that moment, her mind was losing her identity and her body was taking control, responding to her daughter’s expectation that she fuck this man, and responding to whatever control this man seemed to imparting onto her.

Without more thought, she seemed to submit to it all. She kissed his stomach. She kissed down over the waistband of his boxers and felt his cock underneath hanging down hidden. Her mouth became greedy as her kisses followed the shape of it down. It seemed huge, but … it couldn’t be … could it? She looked up his body, again. He was smiling down at her. Her fingers began pulling the waist band down, her lips began kissing each inch of newly exposed skin. When the base of his cock became exposed, her lips trailed behind the material. She let the boxers fall to the floor and she sat back on her heels, her hands holding the massive thing, her eyes wide and her mouth gasping. Her hands were wrapped around it and it was huge while soft. It was longer and thicker than any cock she had seen … and it was soft.

Her mouth returned to it, licking the length up and down several times before her lips parted and she took the head between them, her tongue now swirling around the head, her mouth sucking for the pre-cum forming there. She sucked hard and glanced up at him. Damn … that same self-assured look. He knew what his body … his cock … did to women.

She worked his cock with her mouth and hands like a whore seeking a big tip. When it was hard, he pulled her up into his body and they kissed. His cock pressed against her stomach sent a chilling shiver through her. It was huge. Both of her hands had been around it and she still could suck on the head. It was her forearm length. She suddenly began to doubt if she could even take it all inside her.

His hands weren’t the only ones roaming. Her hands sought out his skin as much as his did hers. She looked up and expressed her concern, “I don’t know if … if I can take you. You’re so much bigger than …” He kissed her to stop her. Then he assured her she would be able to. He said Patty has and does. She would have control by being on top. He softly reassured her with his words and soft, teasing kisses.

He moved to the bed and lay on the center, holding his cock straight up. Olivia looked at only it as she crawled onto the bed after him. Her eyes fixated on that black pole, her mind doubting, but her body demanding it to be inside her. Her body won out.

It was her and the cock, now. Nothing else. She swung her leg over Otis’s hips and took hold of the cock from him. She positioned her pussy over it and moved it back and forth until it sank barely into her hole. She bit her lower lip in anticipation and lowered her hips down an inch. The head, just the head, spread and stretched her opening and she gasped at the feeling of being so filled and it was only the head. She lowered herself another inch and sighed. Another inch. Another. She was panting with the feeling of fullness and stretching with each inch of penetration. She raised up and pressed down, up and down. She was gasping with the most intense arousal on a man’s cock. Only Blackie’s cock and knot had elicited such a feeling of fullness. She pressed down and looked between her legs. God! There were still inches outside and she felt the cock bumping her at the top of her uterus. She wiggled her hips while pressing down and taking inches more cock until she was finally sitting on his hips. She was gasping and panting, but a smile of achievement came over her face. But, if she had been able to see her face like Otis was, she might have been shocked by the lustful, depraved expression showing there.

Olivia began a deliberate rising up the length of his shaft and equally deliberate lowering down until it bottomed out inside her. Over and over she rose and lowered. Her head sagged back on her neck, her eyes closed in concentration on the sensation of the cock moving inside her tightly grasping pussy, her mouth gaping open, and her breath coming in raspy gasps. She was totally unaware of Patty standing in the doorway watching with a knowing smile on her face. She had to come and see for herself as her mom discovered the difference a big cock can make. She quietly turned and left with the satisfaction of knowing her mom was hooked. Yes, indeed, they were going to have fun.

When her mom came down the stairs naked, Patty was sitting in the family room. She dropped the National Geographic as Olivia plopped down in a nearby chair. Her hair was wet and her skin was rosy from an apparently hot shower. Patty only raised her eyebrows but Olivia knew what was being asked.

“My God, honey … it was like a pole up inside me.” Even though her skin was colored from the shower, Patty could see her mom blush as she realized how blatantly she was describing the experience, but it didn’t stop her. “The first time he let me have control and set the pace. I came twice on top of him. My God … Then he rolled us over and put my ankles over his shoulders and plowed into me as if he was trying to come out of my throat. It was one orgasm after another until he came inside me.” Patty raised her eyebrows, again. Olivia smiled knowingly, “It took me a while to recover after that but he had me lick his cock clean.” Olivia looked directly at her daughter, “I’ve never done anything like that. What an interesting taste … our mixed juices … good, though. I think I like it.” She blushed, again. “Then he took me into the shower. He pushed me to my knees under the water and I sucked him hard. He fucked me pressed up against the wall with the water spraying down on us.” She looked at her daughter with more showing in her eyes. “As we both came in the shower, he said … he said he has friends … friends who would also like a mature woman.” Olivia leaned forward toward her daughter, “Have you … I mean … yea, have you been with his friends, too?” Patty nodded with a very knowing smile.

After that, when Harold returned for the weekend, Olivia was as nervous as a stray cat who wandered into their backyard with Blackie outside. But nothing happened. He was as oblivious as always about her. He never indicated a desire to have sex and went about his affairs as if downloading his previous week into reports and assignments for others at the offices and preparing for the next week’s trip was all that was important. In between, he played a round of golf with his buddies and she had the opportunity to have Blackie mount her, which she had proudly reported to Patty via a text. Her life was very different now and she found herself distracted around Harold wondering what the coming week might hold for her, though Harold seemed completely unaware.

The question of what might come next was answered when Patty called on Monday. Olivia was distracted. She had intended to be cleaning her bathroom and had gotten halfway done when her mind went to being fucked by that monster cock in the shower. She had been stroking her pussy sitting in the shower when she heard her phone chime. She scrambled out of the bathroom and managed to answer it before going to voice mail. As she picked the phone up, prepared to swipe it active, she saw it was her daughter.

“Hi, honey.”

“Hi, mom. What were you doing? I thought this was going to voice mail … mom, what WERE you doing?”

Not that Patty could see, but Olivia blushed. Was she going to admit it? Could she admit it? Patty pushed. “I was cleaning the shower … I … I started thinking … remembering … Otis … I was stroking myself …” She heard Patty chuckle. “Oh God … what’s happening to me? I let a man I didn’t even know fuck me … repeatedly. I can’t stop thinking about how he felt, honey.”

Patty laughed at her mom’s bewilderment. “I know, mom. I know. It’s exciting, though, isn’t it?”

Olivia gasped out, “Oh, yes … my God, yes … this is so much more. It’s a little scary, too.”

“Don’t worry, mom. This is exciting for me, too. Together we can do things we might not alone.” Olivia sighed. She wasn’t sure what was meant by that, but she had to admit her excitement. Even her confession to the daughter was exciting. “Which brings me to the reason for calling. Otis is on the line, too.” Olivia blushed deeply. Oh, no. He heard her confession about masturbating to his memory?

“Hey, Liv … Patty said your friends call you ‘Liv’. I think we might be friends now?”

Olivia nodded, then remembered she needed to be verbal. “Yes … yes, I think we should be friends now …”

She heard him chuckle. God, how would she face him again after he heard her talk about him and …

“Mom, Otis had an idea I think will be fun for us. He has a regular card game with three friends and this week is at his place. He thought we could be there and act like hostesses. You know … get them drinks, snacks, and … you know … keep them happy.” Patty giggled. But Patty didn’t really give Olivia a chance to accept or reject or question the idea. “Hey, Otis, what would be appropriate for us to wear?”

“Nothing. Wearing nothing would be most appropriate.”

Patty giggled, again. “Well, we can’t do that. We have to get to your place, first. Mom, I’ll give you a call with the details.” Again, there was no waiting for her reply. The line went dead. She stood looking at her naked self in the mirror still holding the phone. Her nipples were hard and her pussy mound was glistening from the attention she had been giving herself sitting on the floor of the shower. What was happening to her? Clearly, Otis had the expectation that she and Patty would be naked hostesses for his card game with his friends and the implication of that was also clear. She would be made available to three more men she didn’t know. God, she was horny! This time she went to her bottom dresser drawer and the dildo she had hidden there. She lay on the bed and turned the vibration on and jammed the toy into her pussy with a gasp of anticipated relief.

The night of the card game had Olivia standing in her bedroom before her vanity. She was dressed as Patty had directed. She had a string of artificial pearls dangling between her breasts, dangling earrings, thigh-high, white stockings, and her highest heels (four inches). That was all. She could feel her pussy drooling in anticipation of this decadent act she was about to undertake. She heard the front door open and close and Patty call out for her. She left her room and descended the stairs carefully in the heels she hadn’t worn much since Harold stopped caring about her looking sexy. Patty was standing at the bottom of the stairs and opening her raincoat, she was dressed similarly underneath. Olivia was nervous but Patty was smiling. She was now holding Olivia’s raincoat for her to put on. They were both leaving the house covered with a raincoat cinched at the waist and not much else.

On the way, Patty’s phone chimed. She fished it out of the console between them and handed it to Olivia. She noticed it was Otis as she activated it. “Hi, Otis, this is Liv.”

“I’m guessing Patty must be driving. Okay, listen … would you two be dolls and stop to pick up some chips? I completely forgot.”

“Uhmm … I guess so … yea.” After thanking her, the line went dead. She relayed the request to Patty.

She laughed, “He’s playing with us, already. Teasing us with exhibitionism. Even though we’re technically covered, we’ll feel exposed by knowing how little we have on. There’s a Quik Stop, we’ll pull in there.” Olivia shook her head. Now she was walking into a convenience store dressed like this?

They arrived at Otis’s place before the others were scheduled. He had a nice home in a quiet suburban neighborhood. Otis took their coats at the door and they were nearly naked … no, Olivia really felt naked, not nearly. Otis gave them a tour of the house, then provided his last instructions as the doorbell rang for the first time. As instructed, both Olivia and Patty opened the front door and greeted the first guest. Otis had only told the three men he had a surprise for the evening and being greeted by two naked white women certainly filled that billing.

The evening began fairly tame given the situation with the women being ogled as they delivered drinks and snacks but escalated after a half hour to roaming hands on their bare skin. While the women were both in the kitchen at one point about an hour into the card game, something must have been said by Otis because the roaming hands became freely exploring hands and fingers. Soon, the game was being interrupted and delayed as the women were pulled into laps for kissing and fondling. Patty giggled at the attention of the men from the start. It took Olivia a little longer but even she succumbed to the mouth and finger attention until she too was sitting on laps with legs open and freely accepting the probing fingers of the men.

Shortly after that, the pretense of the card game evaporated and each woman was taken to a separate bedroom in the house with two men. Olivia was led away by two men she had only met that night and felt totally wanton but extremely aroused by the entire evening. And it was only going to get better from that point on. After the men stripped and she used her mouth and hands to fully arouse both cocks, for a moment she sat back on her heels and gazed at two more black cocks. Before Otis, she had never even wondered about black cocks and now it seemed they were becoming regularly available to her. These two weren’t as big as Otis’s but much bigger than Harold.

She was moved to the made bed. She pulled the covers back, as she would have done at home, and crawled into the center on her back. One man moved between her spread thighs while the other moved to her head. She watched as the man moved his cock over her pussy, then into her hole. She gasped as it penetrated and moved in and out until it was deep inside her. I hand on her forehead tilted her to one side where she found the other hard cock. She opened her mouth to accept it. After a while, she had no idea how long, the two men switched positions. She’d never been with two men and this was tremendously arousing and stimulating. The continuous rotational fucking sent her arousal through the roof but the change allowed them to hold off their own climax. Olivia orgasmed twice before the men began plowing harder into her for their own climaxes.

She was cuddled between the two men when Patty appeared at the door. She was all smiles but looked bedraggled and mussed. When Olivia glanced down the girl’s body, she could easily see the sheen of fluids between her thighs at her pussy. She crawled onto the bed and began making out with her mother, then said it was time to switch. Four men. Olivia realized she was going to have sex with four men that night. She scooted off the bed but stopped at the door to look back at her daughter who was already being consumed by the two men she had just fucked. Olivia shook her head but her face had a big smile on it.

The next day, Olivia was in the backyard weeding one of the flower beds. She was on her hands and knees with earbuds playing one of her favorite blues mixes. She was feeling very content about herself and her new secret life when she nearly jumped over the privacy fence at the touch on her butt. With a racing heart, she turned to find Patty laughing. Taking the buds out of her ears, she could hear the apology being repeated to her. Olivia stood and was embraced by her daughter. She hugged her clothed daughter and only then was reminded that she was naked. Having her daughter take charge and instruct her to remain naked, be mounted by the dog, and be available to her friends seemed to take the responsibility of those actions away and release her to enjoy the situations. Even going into the convenience store nearly naked was only possible because she was told to have to do it. It was a strange thing to give control to her daughter rather than the other way around but it made it exciting.

Inside the house, after cleaning her hands and knees, they sat at the dinette table with ice tea. Patty asked how Olivia was feeling about the night with the four men, Olivia said she actually had a lot of fun. Patty became pensive, then, “I got worried. I am worried. It seemed that you enjoyed it … a lot, actually … but I am worried about what is happening with us. So, I decided, we’ll stop this. Your secret from dad is safe, but I don’t want you to ever regret what you do because I tell you to do it. I don’t want to risk that, mom.”

Olivia stood up and moved to her daughter, taking her head and hugging her into her nakedness. She then knelt beside her and looked her in the eyes. “And here I have been feeling so content and happy about myself and what has been happening, honey. I don’t want it to stop. If you want to back off a bit and bring ideas or offers to me, that’s fine, too. You’re doing me a favor as it turns out. I’m released to do things without the guilt of going on the prowl. I’m not sure any of this makes sense as I verbalize it but it is how I feel.”

“Are you sure?” Olivia nodded. Then, Patty’s face beamed with something she seemed bursting to let out. Finally, “Well … in that case … when is dad scheduled to be gone over a weekend?” Olivia responded that it was soon, the weekend after next. “Otis said a friend of his has an acreage and a pool. They want to have a blowout party before the end of summer. Just a bunch of guys. Well, almost just a bunch of guys.” Patty’s smile increased, impossibly. “He said, it’s a perfect spot to bring a dog.”

Olivia’s mouth gaped, “You told him about the dog?”

“Yea … he thinks that would be great for the party, too.”

Olivia gazed at nothing on the other side of the kitchen and asked, “How many is a bunch?”

Patty chuckled. She now knew her mom was going to do it. “Just us and 10 – 12 guys. Well, plus Blackie.”

Olivia smiled as she sat down asking for details ….

THE END

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Feb 16

Stepmom Godaughter from Portugal. Pt6 0 (0)

Introduction:

Mrs Lopez blackmails me for some home pool service.

Mark if you want my firm to review it I can arrange it. It’s real estate not International law. Yes, but my firm handles all kinds of contracts, lawsuits, criminal, and real estate. WOW..I didn’t think your firm did it all. Sure, an extra pair eyes would be great if you can help me? Sure, I will do anything for you sweetie but it will cost you. You going to take it out in trade on me? YES! Ok, I will call you tomorrow and sweet dreams sexy. Goodnight baby..sweet dreams and no wet ones….O you are going to use my line now?..Yes, as we both laugh. Goodnight as we both hang up.

I started my day as normal hitting the gym at 7AM, home for a shower, breakfast, and headed to the store. When I got to the store we had the normal morning meeting and told Steve, Jackie, and Keith to be back at the store by 9:30 so we can head to the new development site visit. Pat will meet us at the site too. After the meeting I called Mrs Lopez. Hi Mrs Lopez..Hi Mark..Please call me Heather..Ok, I will need to stop over after lunch today because some plans changed. I know you are going to visit the site at 10AM so I will see you after lunch. Ok, perfect I will call to tell you when I am coming. I hope so…O shit that didn’t sound right in my head. Before I knew it everyone was back at the store so I told Steve to take the service truck because I need to visit a new client after the lunch. Ok, boss as we all headed to the site in two trucks. We arrived at the site and noticed that Pat was already here. I introduced Juan and Mr Lopez to my crew and visited the development and had a couple questions from the team. We all headed to the restaurant for lunch and talked more about each standard pool design 15W x 30L. So as we wrapped up the lunch Juan gave me a copy of the development plans and the timeline. The start date would be in 34 days so I will start to bring my equipment the weekend we start. Ok, I will make sure you equipment area is secure for you too. Have a great day and I look forward in working with you Jaun and Mr Lopez. Same here and take care. Mr Lopez tells Juan that he is heading to the office and call me if you need me. Ok, Sir. I told my crew to head to the store and start planning all the equipment needed so I can place the orders by next Friday.

I headed to Mrs Lopez house as I picked up my phone to call her. Hi Mrs Lopez I am about 10 mins from you. Great I will advise the security officer that you are ok to come in. Ok, see you soon. I can’t wait to see you as she hangs up. The security officer got my tag number and waved me to Mrs Lopez house. I parked the truck and headed to the front door and rang the door bell. No one came to the door so I said maybe she is the pool area so I walked thru the side gate to the backyard. I turn to the pool and didn’t hear any noise until I saw Mrs Lopez in the Jacuzzi topless. Wow..she has a nice set on tits 38DDD fake and firm. O Mark..sorry I didn’t think you would be here so quickly as she walks out of the jacuzzi topless. I turned around so I didn’t see her coming out but she said it’s ok Mark I think you have seen boobs before. I turned around and asked her where is your pump making the noise. Come over here and I will show you as I walk toward her with a towel wrapped around her tits. She has a nice ass as I walked behind her to the equipment and the only think I heard was the blower for the jacuzzi. She said do you hear that loud noise as she bends over in front of me as her towel falls and bikini string goes between her ass cheeks. I got hard automatically as she said opps my towel came off. She looking back at me do you like the view? Yes..O shit did I just say that in my head. You can touch it if you like. Mrs Lopez..stop calling Mrs Lopez call me Heather. Ok, Heather I think I shouldn’t be here right now. Why? Because I think you are looking more then a pool problem. Mark I am not looking for problems just some service. Please grab my butt as she turns around again? She grabs my hand and places it on her ass as I feel her smooth skin. You like it? Yes, it’s nice but I am working with your husband.

Mark let’s take a sit for a minute. Ok, good idea. Mr Lopez is my business, my money, and basically he works for me managing my company. I had the money that started the business and I have a Prenup with Mr Lopez. So basically Mr Lopez is nothing without me..understand? Yes. Mark I think you are a smart and hot looking man so I am just asking for a little fun so is it a problem? No, but you know I have a girlfriend. What she don’t know will not hurt her and you are not married to her. Mrs. Lopez..I mean Heather I am not the cheating kind of guy. Well that is nice. I didn’t want to go down this road but you kind are making me say this. No sex No contract. What would you like? WOW..you are going to use a contract against me for sex? Yes, because I need some sex and specially with you that makes me so wet looking at you. As she stood up and walked over to me releasing her towel in front of me to the her feet. I stood up and was not sure if I should walk out but lose a lot of money or just give here what she wants one time. So Mark what do you want to do? As she got closer to me to kiss me and I went along with it. We kissed for sometime then broke the kiss and she reached to pull up my shirt over my head. Damm you look great Mark. Thank you and you do too. You like this 36 yr old 5’3 36/30/32 body as she grabs her tits in both hands..you like them? Yes, then suck them for me as I did what I was told. She had some hugh silver dollars and big eraser nipples. Bite them…O yes that is it. I like them sucked hard and use your teeth on them harder Mark.

I felt her hand rub my cock in my shorts then I felt it between my waist as she pushed them down. My dick sprang up against my stomach and she grabbed my cock with her smooth hand. She slowly stroke me as she looks up at me to tell me “You have the biggest cock I have seen or had in my hand”. You will need to fuck me slow and easy until I take it fully. Ok, I will take it easy on you. She went to her knees on the towel and moved her mouth over my head. O Heather…You like my lips? Yes, as I placed my hand on the back of her head pushing her down more on my cock. I slowly started moving my hips as she just kept her mouth open so I could fuck her mouth. She was rubbing herself as I fucked her face. My cock felt a little tight when I went deeper in her mouth as she gagged. I stopped moving and she started moving faster and popping her mouth on my cock. Heather where do you want my cum? In all my holes and I will know when you are going to cum. She broke away from my cock and started sucking my shaved balls. O Heather that feels good because no one has done that to me before. After that she switch by moving her tits to my cock and started tity fucking her. O my that was getting me hotter as her big tits squeezing my cock between them up and down for a couple minutes as she spits on it to keep it moist. I told her I was going to cum and she let go and place her mouth back over me cock sucking me. I placed my hand on the back of her head holding her fully down on cock as I cum…O Yes, O Yes, O Yes..she had to get 6 or 7 streams of my juice in her mouth as she swallowed it all. Damm you had a lot of juice for me..Thank you and you taste great too. Your welcome and Thank you for that BJ.

Mark I am not done with you yet because I need to test ride that meat in all my wholes. Are you ok with that? Sure, you want me to fuck your ass too? O YES, I save the best for last but must be easy with that tool in my ass. She strokes my clock with her hand as I start to get hard again then sit down on me with her back against me. She guide my cock between her lips as it went in her slowly but very tight. Even tighter then Maria..O my God Mark you might be to big for my ass but I will try it still. She slowly moved up and down half of my shaft and she was wet for sure. She started breathing heavy but I was not fully in her yet. She can’t be cumming already I said in my head. O Mark..O Mark..Yes,Yes as she cums on my cock as I felt her white juices flow down on my cock. She got up and turned around to me as she looked at my hard cock covered with her cum. Wow…I want to taste myself as she went back to her knees then placed her mouth back over my cock. You look so hot sucking me Heather as she looks up at me. I love your cock and my cum…yummy she says as after she breaks away from my cock.

She told me to come her as I walked to a towel on the deck. She laid down on her back spread her legs and told me to fuck her slow and easy. Mark I couldn’t get all of you in me in that position because you are big for me. I kneed down and placed my head between her lips and pushed in slow. So I did as I was told because I wanted that contract. I felt her legs wrap around me and her gasp for air. O Mark…easy you are very big for me. Heather you wanted me so you are going to get me fully as I pushed more in her but not fully yet. I pulled back and pushed back down fully this time as I was thinking she was a virgin because I felt something pop inside her when I completely rested in her. She wrapped her legs and arms around me tightly and held me. O fuck Mark I never felt a better cock in my life and I love it. Fuck me harder now. I started pumping myself deep and hard in her as she was breathing so fast that I asked her if she was ok…Yes, don’t stop fucking me this way. She couldn’t hold it anymore..O Mark don’t stop I am cumming now…O..O..O…YES as I felt her body release her juices again on my cock. I was not ready yet…we stop as she kissed me and told me you did cum again? No, not yet. Don’t stop I want your cum deep in my pussy too. I grabbed her ankles from behind me and gave her nice long strokes as she was looking up at me half eyes open. She placed her hands on my chest rubbed me up and down. Is placed her legs on my shoulders and started to fuck her stronger and deeper. O Fuck Mark easy…Heather you will hurt a little but it will be worth it. I was pushing as much of me in her because I felt I was going to cum soon as my balls tighten up. O Yes Mark you are going to make me cum again..don’t stop..I am going to cum any minute too. O yes Mark cum in my wanted pussy that is your..cum Mark..cum in me. I felt her hands grab my ass pushing me deeper into her pussy as I release in her as she cums at the same time. O Mark that is wonderful as we cum the same time with her legs held up to the sky. I can feel your juices on me as I noticed tears in her eyes. Are you Ok? O yes, it was so great that I have never felt in my life. I feel like a different person with you. In my head I said “O shit” I don’t want her becoming a cling on with me because it’s a one time fuck. I told her do you need help up as I got up from her. No, give me a minute to recover from the best fuck of my life because I want more still. Yes, we are not done because I want your ass next. O Mercy please be nice to my ass. I will be nice, slow, deep, and fast to your ass Heather as I watched her rub her pussy on her back.

I walked over her as she sat up and started sucking my cock to get me fully hard again. I love how we taste together with our juices. Ok as I helped her up she moved over to a table and bend over it. Come over her and fuck my pussy a little more. I walked over and popped my cock back in her pussy as she fucked me this was for sometime. Heather you have a nice body and a sweet ass. Thank you Mark..you can have it anytime you want it even if you do get married. I started to move myself against her ass holding her hips as she stayed bent over the table. Heather would say just O, O, every time I pumped myself fully into her hot wet pussy. I told her I was about to cum and asked her where do you want it? Full me up in my pussy again Mark..I want to feel cum flowing out of my ears. Just hearing her talk this way pushed to exploded my baby seed in her deep. I grabbed her hips and fucked her like crazy as she was about to cum again because I felt her tighten up again. O, O, O Mark don’t stop I am going cum again. I felt her release and I could stop myself as I shoot streams and streams on my seed in her. I pulled out and she turned around to kiss me deeply. After the kiss she told I have never been fucked so good by anyone specially my husband. He has not touched me almost 6 months. That is not right with a body like yours. I would fuck you every night (I said in my head Shut your mouth). Don’t tell me that Mark because I will kick him out tonight…as we both laugh. Let me work on that meat again so you can work on my ass. She went to her knees and sucked clean as I got harder. You have a good looking cock too. Thank you as I rubbed her nipples. I just got my tits done 1 yr ago thinking Mr Lopez would be home more for me.

She says I think he is ready as she reaches her table for KY and I moved to my knees to licked her pussy as I parted her checks as she stayed over the table. I rolled my tongue over her red puffy lips as I noticed some cum falling out. She was a little cum slut right now and I could have it anytime I want but I am not that guy. I looked at her asshole and had to do it as I rolled my tongue over her anus. O Mark..do that again? I did it again..O Mark let’s get that meat in me now. You had this all planned out I see. She looks up at me yes..is that a problem? Nope. Does Mr Lopez fuck all your holes? No, he will not touch my ass even when I asked him in the early marriage as she rubs my cock with KY and her asshole. She bends back over her table as she grabs her ass cheeks to spread them wide. Be easy with me with that extra large meat. I rubbed my head against her anal heaven and slowly push my head in and stopped after I popped my head inside. I hear her say O Mercy. You ok? Yes, never better keep going. I pushed more of me in her as I see her grab the table cover. Stop she says. I waited for her body to adjust to my cock. I pulled back and forward a little more often now. O Yes, go slower Mark. You are hugh in my ass. Heather you wanted it right? Yes. So why don’t you just relax and accept my meat that you wanted…right? Yes, you are right but please be easy because I need to walk normal still. I started moving faster in her ass. O yes, go for it Mark you are right. I started to move deeper in her. As I looked at her ass when I popped myself back out. I could clearly see the hole as it slowly tried to close back up. I pushed myself back in her and her a louder moan…O Fuck. O yes, that is want I am going to do now as grabbed her hips to pickup speed in her ass. She was holding on for dear life as I started pumping her ass fully in her and I felt my balls tight up as the juices come up my cock. I popped inside her ass…streams and stream of my cum.

She thought I was done..as I pulled out she was going to move as I pushed her back down on the table. I grabbed a towel on the table to wipe my cock clean. She said what are you doing? As I moved my semi hard cock back in her pussy…O yes again? Are you ok with me fucking your pussy again. O yes please do. I reached over her back and grabbed her nipples to pitch them. O your bad Mark but I like it. I started slamming myself in her wet pussy as I was watching my cock go back and forth in her I noticed her asshole was closed with very red skin. I noticed a hair brush on the table and asked Heather hand me that brush. What do you want with this brush? Don’t worry you will like it. I grabbed the brush and pulled my cock out of her. I pushed the handle into her pussy as I placed my cock back into her asshole. O FUCK…You like it..o yes I do. Fuck me harder…will do but you can fuck your pussy with your hand. She reaches between her legs for the brush and starts fucking herself. You like to be DP? Yes, but it never has happen until now. You should get an butt plug to get your ass ready if you every have anal sex again. Are you offering to be my first with the butt plug? No, but I guess I should make sure you are doing it correctly. Ok, I will buy one. I was getting close on cumming again so I pulled out of her ass and grabbed the towel to clean my dick. I placed my hand on hers with the brush and pulled it out. I told her to get on the towel doggystyle as I pushed my cock back in her pussy as she gasped for air. You like my cock? I love your cock. Which hole do you prefer my cock? Pussy, Pussy, Pussy. O Fuck! You are driving me crazy Mark. Remember who asked for it. Yes, I am a bad girl. I slapped her ass yes you are..ouch you need more? Yes, I am bad girl. So I started slapping her ass harder every time I had a second to slap fuck her. She told me I think I am going to cum again…cum on my dick. I grabbed the brush from the floor and placed it against her asshole then pushed it inside slowly. I slammed myself in her and held it deep. O Yes, do that again. I did again and she popped her juice but think time she squirted a little as I started slamming myself in her for my final fireworks inside her. I shot another load in her and I was empty now. Holly shit that was good Heather. You are the best Mark! Mark you made me cum 4 times and the last one was different. Yes, you squirted. Did I? Yes look at the towel under you. Wow it’s very wet. Let me see my friend as I stood up and she sucked me clean. Mark let me walk you to the door if I can…lol Is your ass sore? Yes, but it was worth it and my pussy lips are tingling still. Ok. I put my clothes back on as she waddled to the door nude. Mark I can promise you will get the contract and I would love to see you when you have sometime for me. Maybe…I will take that as a yes Mark. I don’t think I will every walk normal again and want my husband dick again. As she laughs. Ok, bye Heather..Bye Mark and Thank you.

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Feb 16

Stepmom Godaughter from Portugal. Pt5 0 (0)

Introduction:

Maria experiences her first time squirt Marathon.

She turns around to face me I thought we were just going to sleep. Yes, I am trying to but you are keeping me up…really? Yes, your ass is keeping me up…as she smiled and reached down to grab me..o yes he is awake. Yes, but he needs to go to she..you promised me remember…ok I did. She lays back down facing me and gives me a kiss on the lips. You are not going to get me started up so I am going to turn over. I turned over and before I knew it she had her left arm over me tight. We both fell asleep now.

I woke up to my alarm Wednesday morning and turned it off. Maria was in the shower already so I walked in to pee and brush my teeth. I decided to hop in the shower for a quick wake up shower and maybe something more as she had her head under the water washing the shampoo out. She has the prefect body with her silk skin, her smile, firm body, and boobs that I wanted to suck. I knew she felt me in the shower as I reached my mouth to her left nipples as she faced me coming away from the water.

O Mark that feels great..suck it, harder, and bite it too. I did as she told me and I loved the feeling of her nipple in my mouth. She reach down stroking me and I moved my head from her nipple to her lips as we kiss long and deep. I was hard as a bamboo stick and she broke the kiss. She walked me back to her shower bench as I sat down. She sat on my lap and guided my penis between her lips as she lowered herself down on me. She was moving slowly and not fully on me yet as I sucked her nipples. She was so wet inside that I felt her starting to cum already as she only rode my head for now. O yes Mark…you are already making me cum. She wrapped her arms around my neck and then she fully popping down on me. She came all over me and the shower floor. She squirted so much this time I was thinking she was peeing on me.

Baby are you going to cum soon? Not yet..good as she stands up and turns around to reverse cowgirl on me in the shower. She put me back in and it slide right inside very easy as expected. Baby, don’t forget…I know I can’t cum inside..yes, unless you want a baby in 9 months. Nope, not yet. Fuck me sexy…ride that dick. She was in heaven fucking as fast, slowly, short strokes, or deep strokes on my cock. She must have rode me for a good 10 mins and I told her to ride my head only. I pushed her back down so I could see my cock sliding in/out and see her little asshole. O baby that is it..O yes baby! I moved my right hand to her ass and rubbed her asshole with my finger. O Yes Baby…Put one in? I pushed 1 finger inside has ass and then she went completely down on my cock. She rested with both her hole taken for the first time and slowly started moving slowly on the full length of my cock. Baby I am getting close on cumming again so can you hold it a little longer? Cum again and I will push you off if I am going to cum. She started riding me faster as I moved my finger in her the best I could in this position. O Yes Mark…I am cumming…O Fuck…I felt her shake and pussy juices flowing on me again. I think I had 10 seconds after she came I pushed her off of me and I told her I am cumming. She turned around as fast as she could in her condition and placed her mouth down on my cock as I came on here face and mouth. I like your taste and I want you more and more each day. She stands up as I did the same and I kissed her long and deep with a hug. She broke the kiss to rise off my cum as she stood under the water as she grabs the body soap. I walked up behind her as I wrapped my arms around her as I pushed my semi hard cock against her ass cheeks. One day I would like to try that somewhere special but you will have to be easy with that size. I moved to her ear and told her I will do anything to keep you happy. That goes for me too sweetie. I kissed her cheek and slapped her ass I need to rise off and head off to work. I turned on the other shower head with soap in hand cleaning myself off quickly. I felt the slap on my ass with a low laugh wow your ass is firm. I had to do it. You like slapping my ass? Yes, but I love other things from your body as she reached around and grabbed my hard cock. Wow he is hard again. Does he need want more? As she turns my water off and turns around bending over a little. I love the invite as I slide myself into her pussy from behind…O yes from her. I held her hips and moved faster as soon as I was completely in her very wet pussy. I pumped myself fast, deep, and hard in her as she was trying to catch her breath and last as long as she could but that was not long enough for us both. She started to tighten if pussy muscles around my penis as she let go with a gasp on air O Baby…O Baby…O I am cumming again. I love your cock. I love your body as I pulled out of her she spin around and grab my cock into her mouth as played with my head as I watched her. I exploded in her mouth…O..yes..O yes…I moved my hand to her face rubbing her cheek softly that was the breath taking. Maria I can’t wait to be in Mexico with you. Me too baby. We both rises off again and exited the shower as I dried her off and she brushed her teeth again. I tabbed her ass as I exited to get dressed back in my suit to head home. Maria came out as I got my shirt on and gave me a quick kiss have a great day honey. You have a good one too. I already had a the best start. As I was putting on my shoes I noticed her body as she rubbed lotion on her skin…You are gorgeous. You need to stop talking like that before I jump your bones again and keep you here all day. Ok,I am leaving and I will call you later. Ok bye.

I headed home to change for work and got to the store around 9AM. It was a normal business day and gave Maria a call around 4PM and got her voicemail “call me when you are free”. I called Juan to see when he would like to meet on Friday. Hi Mark How are you doing? Good and you? Very well; so are you still open to meet on Friday? Yes, what time? 10AM and then we can go to lunch after the site visit. Sounds great so I will be bringing 4 employees with me. Ok, prefect anything that needs to be worked out Friday will be the time to say it. Agree! Take care and see you Friday. I headed to hit the gym after work because I have been missing it. I showed up at the gym as I noticed one of my old high school buddy’s John. He was a great guy and a electrician by trade. Ha John long time no see. Ha Mark how are you doing? Great but I miss the gym a couple days. How are you doing? Not bad got engaged last month. Congratulations! Thanks. Florida girl? No, French Canadian flight attendant. I happy for you and maybe one day I can meet her. That would be great. You seeing anyone? Yes, she lives on the beach. Not a far drive from here. I am meeting my future mother in law this Sunday for branch. Good luck! You still a electrician? Yes, why? Give me your phone number because I might need a electrician for a big job. Sure, here’s my number. I will know within 2 weeks so I will call you. Thanks and enjoy the weights. I started my workout and my cell vibrates as I look to see it’s Maria. I let it got to voicemail and texted her back a couple minutes later tell her I am working out and I will call you on the ride home.

As I finished up and was walking out the phone rang as it was Juan. Hi Juan. Hi Mark sorry I am calling you after work but can we change the visit to Thursday at 10AM? I have no problem but need to check with my other guys. Quick question do I need to provide the electrician or will your guy handle that part because I have a electrician if needed. I will find out and have that information for you on Thursday. Ok, have a good night. You too. I got in my call to drive home as I called Maria back. Hi Sweetie..Hi Sexy..How was your day baby? Crazy and I might have to take a trip next week. Where to? Rio, Brazil for a client that is having US and Brazil Government tax issues. Short trip I hope? Yes, I hope so because I hate leaving Marco with my mother all the time. I understand that because mother will never find a man with Marco all the time. Yes, that is so true…as with both LOL. If your mother or Marco needs anything please tell them to call me. Thank you sweetie but I think they are ok. Where are you now? I just departed the gym and heading home. I need to go to the gym myself and yoga. Your body is prefect! No, I still need to workout to keep up with you and I need to look good for the Luz’s wedding. You will be the best looking lady at the wedding in my eyes. You are so sweet and so full of it too. I think you are a 9.5. Wow 9.5 out of 10? Yes, because if I tell you are a 10 then you will not workout to keep that hot body. Ok, sweet talker. I guess you are not coming over tonight? No Maria, I think you need to spend some time with Marco plus I am going to be busy the next couple of weeks. Remember you are going to Mexico in 24 days. Yes, I need to check my schedule…You better not back out or I will make you pay…I bet you would tease the shit out of me. I will mark it on my schedule tomorrow morning. Ok, sweetie Goodnight. Sweet Dreams to you too and no wet ones. No promises because I will be dreaming of you. Stop it you are getting Jr happy. She Laugh at me to say I guess you come over so I can take care of him. I better go take a cold shower….you can do that here too. Bye Maria and I will call you tomorrow. Bye sweetie.

The next morning I was back to my normal schedule before I meet Maria. Went to the gym, shower, breakfast/Coffee, and off to work. When I got to the store I had a quick meet with my staff. I told them the dinner went really well and I am meeting again tomorrow’s on the site. Sadly it’s tomorrow so we need to do two days of pool service in 1 1/2 days because I need 4 of you to coming with me. Keith, Joe, Lou, and Beth tomorrow for a 10AM onsite visit. The next week I will take the others to the site because I need everyone working full blast on this job. I am hiring a couple more employees so if you know anyone that is responsible please tell me? I need everyone to give me 2 pools to service from each one of you for today before you go? Boss you are going to help us? Yes, we are team right? Yes, Boss. Everyone hit the service routes as I did the same. The day was coming to a close as I was heading back to the office I called Maria. Hi Mark. Sorry I can’t talk right now because I am heading to the courthouse. No problem call me later and good luck at court. Thanks I might need it. I wrapped up my day like normal and headed home when my cell rang. I was thinking it was Maria but another surprise when I picked up the call. Hello..Hi Mark…Hi may I ask who is this? Mrs Lopez or Heather how are you doing. I am doing fine so may I ask why the call? I wanted to see if you could check out my pool because the pump is making a loud sound. Sure, text me your address and I will send someone over tomorrow morning if that is Ok? Mark I would like you to come tomorrow only. Mrs Lopez I don’t want to sound out of place but I am coming tomorrow for your pool issue only. Yes, I understand and she ended the call.

I headed home to cook some food for my mom and me. I cooked some burgers and dogs on the grill. After dinner I took a shower and headed to my bed for a good night sleep but I needed to talk to Maria. It was 8PM when I called her and Marco picked up. Hi Mark, Hi Marco how are you? Good just about to go to bed. Are you coming over? No, buddy I am at my home tonight. Where is your mother? Mommy Mark is on the phone. Hi Sweetie Give me 3 mins to get Marco in bed..sure. I am back sweetie. How was your day? It was good. How was your day in court? It was no fun because I will need to fly to Brazil on Monday. How long will you be in Brazil? 4 days. Do you need me to do anything when you are gone? Nope, my mother will take care of Marco. Would you like me to drop you off and pick you up? You don’t have to but I would love to see you before I leave and arrive back. Ok, it’s a deal. She tells me let me get a glass of water and move to my bedroom. You getting me a glass too..lol I wish I was bringing you a glass in my bed. Me too, because I would love to see what you are wearing. I have a black nightgown on. Do you think that will get me over at your place right now? I hope so because I would love another good fuck. Don’t do this to me baby because I am already in my bad in my boxers. Will you call me when you are in Brazil? Yes, but the time change is like 10 or 12hrs I think. I will take your call at anytime you call me. Sweetie you talk like that I might drive to you. Maria I think we better stop talking sexy because neither of us can get the real thing. True…because I am already feeling wet. Don’t you use any toys tonight. I can’t promise I will not because I want you so badly. I will see you Friday night and go shopping Saturday. But it’s Wed night so I will not see you tomorrow night? Sadly no because I have a meeting with Juan, Mr Salvia, Mr Lopez Friday morning about the development. Tomorrow afternoon I am meeting my lawyer on the contract. Mark if you want my firm to review it I can arrange it. It’s real estate not International law. Yes, but my firm handles all kinds of contracts, lawsuits, criminal, and real estate. WOW..I didn’t think your firm did it all. Sure, an extra pair eyes would be great if you can help me? Sure, I will do anything for you sweetie but it will cost you. You going to take it out in trade on me? YES! Ok, I will call you tomorrow and sweet dreams sexy. Goodnight baby..sweet dreams and no wet ones….O you are going to use my line now?..Yes, as we both laugh. Goodnight as we both hang up.

Feb 16

Stepmom Godaughter from Portugal Pt 4 0 (0)

Introduction:

Maria learns my business more and I meet Rosa.

Well maybe we can stop in a sex store this weekend. Really? Why not…I have never been in one. Wait a minute you don’t have any toys? I didn’t say I didn’t have toys just never been in a sexy store. So may I ask what do you have? I have 3 toys. Maybe the net time you can show me…you want to see them now? No, next time let’s get some sleep. Ok, goodnight baby…goodnight my Portuguese queen as she squeezed my arms.

I woke up alone in bed as I heard the shower running with door closed. I walked into the bathroom to take a piss and brush my teeth. Maria heard me come in and said Good morning sweetie did I wake you? No, I need to get up and roll into office because I will have a busy day. I opened the shower door to tell her I need to run now because it’s already 7:45AM plus the dinner with the client tonight. Please text or call me when you find out if you can come tonight? I will text you after I take Marco to my mothers this morning. Have a great day sweetie as she gave me a kiss. I closed the the door and headed to the store. It was 8:15 when I got a text her her saying yes I am good for dinner so call me when you are free before 12N because I will heading to the courthouse for 1PM. I called back before I headed out to visit some customers…Hello sexy as she picked up the call..Hi baby so do you want me to drive to the restaurant and meet you? That would be great if you don’t mind because I would need to leave the store early to get you. No problem I will gladly drive and meet you…what time? I need to reconfirm the time and address so I will text that information as soon as I get it. No commando as I laugh. No, I only do that for you sweetie. I also need to book the tickets to Mexico tonight because you prevented me from it last night. Ok, I will call you later and have a good day at court. Thank you. I told the staff that I need everyone back in the store by 4PM today because I have some business news to tell you. I text Juan about the dinner tonight telling him I will bring a guest. What restaurant and time do I need to be their? I went off to do my job on getting some new customers and everything went prefect. I got a text back 7PM at Joe’s. I laughed in my head and can’t wait to tell Maria. I texted Maria 7PM at Joe’s the same place last night…lol She texted me back..I am never leaving you if you are going to treat me this way sweetie. I will see you at 7PM. My day was flying and I was back in the store wrapping up the paperwork.

It was 4PM so it was meeting time with my 8 employees and give them some great news on the New Home Development bid. I know some of you have been with me from the start and has seen this store grow. Well it’s going to triple by the new of the year because I won a bid on a new home development project in the Doral area that’s building 300 new homes and most will want a pool. The look of my staff faces were priceless as I heard one say O shit. I have a dinner tonight with the ownership so I should have more information for you all tomorrow. Also I will have a special news after the contract is signed too. Congratulations boss! No, Congratulations yet until the contract is signed. I need to head home to get ready as it was almost 5PM now. Kim asked me are you going solo or have a date? I have someone. You go boss from Steve…as I laughed walking out the door. I got home showered, shaved, and got my suit on as my mom came home from her job. Wow..where are we going in a suit? So I told my mom about the big deal as she was glowing for me. I am so happy for you and I wish you the best. I know mom. Thanks!

I headed out at 6:15PM to Joe’s. I got to Joe’s valet parking like last night and the same guy looks at me..you where her last night? Yes..where is the pretty lady? She is coming shortly so her is $40 so don’t take her money ok? Ok, thank you sir and will take care of her. I walked in 10 mins before 7PM as I saw Juan at the bar one of the foreman on the site as we shake hands wear is your date? She is coming from her office. Good, let me introduce you to the owners. Mr. Silva (mid 50’s) here is Mark..Hi Mark nice to meeting and can’t wait to talk with you about the project. It exciting to be part of your project and look forward in working with your team. I like the way you think about business. How long have you been in the business Mark? I have been in the business since I was 12 yrs old..really? Yes, sir I worked for the original owner in the summer full time and when in school I worked only Sat for him. He was a great owner and I learned a lot from him in this industry before I felt Maria hand on my back. I turned around to see her standing next to me looking stunning as usual. Who is this pretty lady Mr Silva ask? My I introduce you to my lady Maria as she shakes his hand…Hi Maria nice to meet you…It’s nice to meet you too. Would you like a drink? Sure, wine is fine..Mr Silva red or white? Surprise me…I like her Mark you lucky guy. I put my arm around her waist and gave her a little kiss as I told her you look beautiful again…you keep this up I will never leave you. That is my goal. She was wearing a black business suit and her body was eye catching in it. It’s working so far sexy as we smile together.

Mr Silva comes back with Maria’s wine and his wife Lisa that was about 20 yrs younger then Mr Silva as he introduce her to us. She was pretty around Maria’s age but I will take Maria hands down because I love her. O shit did I just say that in my head..o fuck! Mr Salvia waves over another man that I found out was Mr Lopez (50’s) another owner and his wife Heather (mid 30’s) age very pretty lady with class. Nice to meet you both as I also introduce Maria with them too. The hostess came over to tell Mr Silva that the table is ready when you are ready. Mr Silva says ok everyone get another drink and go to the table when you are ready. Maria tells me can you hold my wine as I go to the bathroom. Sure and then Heather told Maria I am coming with you. Juan walks over I think Mr Silva likes you specially using the word “Team”. He always tells us to work as a team and not solo on projects. I looked at him did you come alone? Yes, my wife is home with the baby. Boy or Girl? Boy..congratulations! Thank you as the ladies come back to us. I handed Maria her wine as she wrapped her arm under my arm as we walked to the table. Heather says Wow he can’t wait for me to return from the bathroom. I told Maria I don’t think she is happy with her man…yes, she is not as I heard in in the bathroom. Tell me later..ok. Juan said my I take you to the table Mrs Lopez now that is a gentleman. Thank you Juan.

We all sat down as I pushed in Maria’s chair then I sat down between Juan & Maria. I was cross the table from Mrs Lopez and as Maria was across from Mr Lopez. As the waitress came over to take all the orders. We started with many appetizers and salads with small talk. Mr Silva ask Maria what do you do for a living? International Lawyer. I knew I saw you somewhere before last week I was filing paperwork for another development at the clerks office at the courthouse. Wow…Pretty and smart as he looks at me. Do you have a business card because maybe I can get you some business. Sure, here you go. He looks at it Partner of the firm too? Yes, just this year. Congratulations! Thank you. I look at her with big eyes to say I didn’t know that. We can talk later sweetie as she grabbed my left knee. Ok, you surprise me all the time as I place my hand on her right thigh. She moved her left hand on top of my hand rubbing it between my fingers. The plates arrived as my seafood scallops sat in front of me and Maria had Mahi-Mahi special that looked very good too. We talked a little about the development and the main timeline for the project to be completed. I believe that timeline is reasonable for the pool construction to be completed. Do you know how many pools will need to be built or will I work directly with the home owner? The only reason you will work with the home owner directly is if they want a customize pool. I want to sale each house with a pool specially in Florida. That is great news and a lot of work for everyone but we can do as a team. Mr Salvia smiled I couldn’t have said it better myself as he looks over to Mr Lopez. Mr Lopez ask me do you think each house can have a pool within 3 weeks after the house is constructed? Yes, I feel it can be done as long we don’t have any ground issues. Mr Silva said you need a house because we could make a deal? Thank you but not yet as I look to Maria. Waitress comes are to remove the plates and asked if anyone would like dessert or drinks? Maria said no thank you I am full and I said the same reply. She leans over to tell me that she can eat anything more. Really I was going to offer you some candy. She looked at me wide eyes really you coming over? No, baby you are full…as she tells you are teasing me. Maybe…payback. No, let’s take a break tonight ok? Yes, that is fine.

It was 8:45PM when all departed the table and Mr Lopez, Mr Silva, and Juan called me over as I walked over alone. Why don’t you come out Friday to see the development with some of your team? Yes, I think that would be a good idea plus you can have your attorney send over the contract so we have no delays. Mr Silva looks to Mr Lopez I really like this guy all business and wants no delays. Mr Lopez says music to my ears as we all laugh. Juan I will call you tomorrow to reconfirm the best time for Friday. Ok, sounds good. Nice meeting you all and thank you for the great dinner. Maria was talking to the wives as I came up behind her as I told the ladies it was nice to meet you and I hope to see you again. Maria said goodbye to the men as we walked out to the cars. Maria asked me if I was going home? Yes, we both should have a good night sleep. I agree Mark. I asked her we are still on for the weekend shopping..o yes and I will call you in an hour to talk about the flights to Mexico. O ya…ok, call me in hour. You are not buying my ticket as she give me a smile. Bye sweetie as she gives me a quick kiss and sits in her car. I walk to my car as I planned on driving home. My cell phone rang “Maria” Hi..miss me already. Yes, I miss you a lot can you come over for 1 hr. Ok, 1 hour not overnighting. Thank you. I was just about to drive away when the valet guy knocked my my window the I rolled it down. Sir, one of the ladies told me to give you this. Paper Napkin. Which lady? Mrs Lopez ok thank you. I looked at the napkin with a phone number and asking me to call her tomorrow.

I drove to Maria’s condo that was 15 minutes away from Joe’s. I got to the security gate as the man told me you are ok to park in the garage as he opens the gate. I parked my car next to her like last night. Got the elevator to her floor and knocked on the door as I got a surprise Maria’s mom opened the door. WOW.. She was about 5’8, short black hair, brown eyes, and nice firm set up front maybe 36C. You must be Mark. Yes, hi. I am Maria’s mother Rose..nice to meet you but I wish it was not this late. Come in. So I heard you had a great dinner last night at Joe’s. I have never been their myself but I heard the food is great. Yes, it’s very good maybe we could have Sunday brunch at Joe’s. Are you asking me out? No, maybe we all can go out together. I know I am just joking with you and you should have seen your face…LOL If you did ask me out before you met Maria I would have accepted. O boy in my head. Maria comes out to save me now. Hi Mark I didn’t know you would get here so quick. Honey I will talk to you in the morning and Mark is taking us to Joe’s on Sunday for Brunch. Mom really already hitting on my man. Rosa leaves as she said bye to me with the normal European kiss on both sides of face as she reached my butt with a little squeeze on my left cheek. Maria tells I didn’t think you would be here that fast but I am glad you are. Marco comes out Ha buddy how are you doing? Good but sleepy. Let me tuck you in bed so you can go to sleep honey. Did you brush your teeth? Yes, mom. Goodnight Marco I said. Went to the kitchen for a glass of water as I waited for Her to return. She walked in the kitchen as I told her that I needed water. Do you want a glass of water? No thank you. My casa your casa sweetie as she moved her arms around my neck to kiss me. It was a nice smooth soft kiss. You are right about your mother she is a hot lady so I understand the apple don’t fall far from the tree. You think she is a pretty lady? Yes, very good looking lady for age. How old is she? She is 52. Damm..she looks great I was thinking mid 40’s. As she changed the subject Thank you for inviting me and I think they all liked you but not as much as I do. Yes, it went very well I think and thank you for being my date. I will be your date anytime sweetheart. So what was the deal with Mrs Lopez in the bathroom? O boy, we got in the bathroom alone with her and she was talking about how lucky I was to have you as my boyfriend. Her husband is all the time working and when she come to the business dinners he forgets about me talking to everyone. What makes her mad mostly is it’s her company not his. WOW..I did know that. O so that is why she made that comment about Mr Lopez. Yes, but I have to agree with her on one thing. What? I do have good looking boyfriend. Well I can say I have a great looking girlfriend as I give her a quick kiss.

Let’s book the airline tickets I say. She gets her laptop as we sit on the coach with my water in hand. She goes to her company website to book the flights. She does a search and ask me do you want to go down early before the wedding for a day or two? Wedding is on Saturday at 3PM so I was not sure if you wanted to fly down on Thursday or Friday. Who is going to watch Marco? My mother is going to watch him plus they might go to your parents house to swim on Sat or Sun. Cool they like Marco. Yes, they are great with him. I am sorry you met my mom tonight like that earlier. It’s ok, and you are correct she is attractive lady so you have good blood line. She is a strong lady and I couldn’t do this move without her for this job. I wish my mother could find a companion because I have never seen her with a man. Well I don’t think she would have a problem if we get her out. You have any older friends? Not that I can think of right now. Ok, back to the flight Thursday afternoon work for you to morning? Shit morning so we have 2 full days in Mexico together. You just made me so happy that you said the morning flight because I wanted the 9AM departure time. We can the 12N return flight on Sunday. Is that ok? Sounds good to me. Ok, I am buying the tickets because you are my date to the wedding and I don’t want to her it. I watched her booking and what is your full name on your passport? I told her Mark James Smith. I like your name James..thank you. She went to the purchase screen and I noticed the price $3K. Maria let me pay for my ticket and that is coach class. She looked at me with a smile no honey First class. I am fine traveling coach if you are ok. Mark we will travel First Class and it’s on me. Well I guess you are going to take it out of me with trade in Mexico. O yes, so I would take your vitamins. I don’t need vitamins for energy because your touch gives me energy. Damm you are good with the words to make me jump you as she gives me a kiss on the lips. Tickets purchased we are going to Mexico! Ok, so I am buying you bikinis and other stuff for the trip because you purchased the tickets. O no you are not getting out of the trade deal in Mexico…lol. OK. Baby I need to head home it’s almost 10pm. Ok, you don’t want to spend the night? I would love to but I don’t think we will be sleeping until midnight. I promise just sleeping? Promise? Yes, ok but I need to leave around 7AM so I will set an alarm on my phone. Ok, as she smiles like a little girl getting her way. So we walk to her bedroom and I started ‘to undress. I laid my clothes on her chair near the slider and I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. She’s stands in the bathroom with nothing on “Damm she gorgeous”. You should leave some extra clothes here so if you stay you have new clothes to wear. Ok, I will bring some over this weekend. I finished brushing my teeth as I watch her tie the hair together. I got on the bed with my boxers only and Maria walked to the bed with just her panties. She got under the sheets and said it’s very cool in this room as she moved closer to my body. I moved my arms around her feeling her tits and stomach. Some reason my penis has its own mind as I was resting against her ass. That is must better now she says with her hands on my arms. I kissed the back of the head sweet dreams. I am so blessed to meet you. I replied…I know and I felt her elbow to my ribs. So I tit twisted her right nipple a little..ouch. She turns around to face me I thought we were just going to sleep. Yes, I am trying to but you are keeping me up…really? Yes, your ass is keeping me up…as she smiled and reached down to grab me..o yes he is awake. Yes, but he needs to go to she..you promised me remember…ok I did. She lays back down facing me and gives me a kiss on the lips. You are not going to get me started up so I am going to turn over. I turned over and before I knew it she had her left arm over me as