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My Best Friend

As I awoke it felt as if a freight train was actually traveling through my head. I immediately hugged the pillow again. ‘Too much wine last night’ was the main thought going through my mind. Of course, without all that wine, I probably would not have experienced one of the best nights of my life. Despite the freight train rattling around in my head, I smiled as I closed my eyes and relived what had happened just a few hours ago. The memory brought some relief.

When I came home from work yesterday, Josh, my boyfriend of 10 months, was sitting on my porch waiting for me. I ran up to him and tried to give him a kiss, but he pushed me away and told me we had to talk. Warning bells went off. Did he lose his job? Did someone die? Looking miserable, he sat back down on the porch swing. Giving him a moment to compose himself, I joined him on the swing.

“Baby, you know I love you. This is really hard for me to tell you this.”

He took my hand in his. He looked to be in agony. My thoughts went to his grandmother, who we both loved with all of our hearts. Did something happen to her?

“Is it Granny?”, I asked with rising panic in my voice.

“No..no..I …shit, hon. This isn’t working, me and you. I love you, I swear I do.. but…”

I went half numb with shock. I thought I would be spending the rest of my life with Josh. He tried to explain why he couldn’t be with me any longer. “. No matter what he said, the words “We are through” was all I could hear. He tried to ease my shock some, no doubt, but in the end, he simply walked off of my porch and out of my life.

I sat there staring into space for a while, the reality not really hitting home. As I stood up and walked into my now “empty” house, overwhelming pain seized me along with denial. I looked around and some of the memories of our relationship began to relive themselves in my imagination. I needed to blank this pain out.

I went inside and grabbed a bottle of wine from the fridge. I laughed ironically, remembering that we had bought this bottle together, planning on toasting mushy sentiments to each other in front of the fireplace one evening. Anger began to well up inside me now – “Well.. fuck.. I can’t let this go to waste now, can I?” I had started the fire and drank from the bottle as I stared into the flames. I must have sat there for hours, ignoring everything but the sweet warm liquid as it erased my pain and reduced the anger temporarily.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and dropped the bottle. For a split second I thought that maybe Josh had had second thoughts. Turning around, I saw my best friend Cheri close to me. She took one look at my face and dropped to her knees, pulling me close to her.

“What’s wrong, sweetie?”, she had asked so softly, her question tinged with fear.

I couldn’t talk; reality came swarming back. The tears that I had so successfully managed to hide for the past few hours suddenly surfaced again. I just curled into her, feeling so small as she wrapped her arms around me.

“Talk to me, hon. – I saw your lights on but you did not answer your phone. I was so worried.”

She told me that she had let herself in with the key I had given her because I had not answered her knocking at my door either.

Between my muffled sobs I finally managed to get a few words together:

“Josh… it’s over.. he.. he broke up with.. me.”, I managed to cry out.

She had proven to be a good friend. She didn’t say she was sorry, she didn’t bad mouth him. She simply got up and got two more bottles of wine from the fridge and sat beside me. Opening them for us, she took a swig from her bottle and held my hand, telling me she loved me and she was there for me. We sat there just drinking, not talking much, losing ourselves into the flames. By this point, I was feeling pretty mellow from the second bottle of wine.

“Lay on your tummy, I know just what you need.”, she whispered to me.

As if in a trance, I listened. She started rubbing my back, talking softly to me about our high school pranks, our trip to Disney World, our dreams of our grandchildren playing together one day. Her voice was very serene, very hypnotic. I felt myself starting to relax even more.

“Sit up for a minute, hon. I can make this even better.”

I sat up, just looking at her. She raised my arms and took my shirt off, then wrapped her arms around me and unsnapped my bra, letting it fall between us. She looked me in the eyes and smiled. Her smile told me volumes… I still had her, I always would. I lay back on my tummy, wearing only my skirt and panties now. She had such a gentle touch. Massaging me again, she continued to talk about our past and our dreams.

“There’s one dream I never told you, sweetie.”

“What’s that?”, I mumbled.

“I have always had this dream of…. you.”

Cheri stopped massaging me with her hands and leaned down, licking the small of my back slowly. I just lay there in my drunken haze, confused…. ‘of me’? She started kissing her way up my back, to my shoulders, my neck, nibbling on my ears.

“You are so beautiful. Let me take your pain away tonight.”

I turned over, now lying on my back, looking at her. She gave me that special smile again. She reached down and took both of my nipples between her fingers, squeezing them softly. She started sucking on my left nipple while pinching my right one harder. Uncontrollably, I moaned… she knew my weakness… that my nipples were extremely sensitive. She expertly removed my skirt and panties with one hand, never abandoning my nipples.

I was totally naked in front of my best friend…who was sucking my nipples! I tried to comprehend what was truly happening but my thoughts kept getting interrupted. Cheri would suck my nipples then tease them unmercifully by pinching and tugging on them even harder. Her fingers slid down my tummy, running through my pubic hair, finally resting on my clit. My legs spread on their own free will.

“You are so fucking beautiful…I have always wanted to do this to you.”

She straddled my body, one leg on each side, and looked down at me. Feeling her clothed body against my nudeness made me squirm even more. She traced my lips with her fingers, parting them slightly. Sliding one finger in, she moaned softly as my tongue betrayed me and welcomed her.

She was being so soft, so sensual. I simply stopped thinking at this point and sucked her finger into my mouth slowly. Tomorrow I would think of the ramifications of this, but for now, I needed this love. She moved her finger in my mouth, teasing my tongue. I tried to sit up, but she wouldn’t allow me.

“Sweets, this is for you…just lose yourself in me.” She was so generous with her healing touches. She slid her finger out of my mouth and kneeled down beside me. Running her tongue over my lips, she finally slid it in. Our tongues did an erotic dance together. She left nothing untouched, nor did I. I am a huge fan of kissing – I could do just that for hours. I have only kissed guys in the past and have gotten to the point of near orgasm simply from that. I thought I knew all there was about it, but I was proven wrong. She explored every bit of my mouth, our tongues sparred with each other, nothing was left untouched.

I was shaking from the intensity of our kiss. I could feel how wet I was becoming. She teased my lips once more before moving down slightly. Her tongue left a wet trail down my throat, along my neck. She continued her tongue bath at my breasts. Licking every bit of them before moving on towards my nipples, Cheri took one in her mouth, tugging on it. I couldn’t stop moaning, it felt so good. She licked, sucked, tugged, bit.

I have the type of nipples where I can cum just from extreme stimulation to them, but she wasn’t about to let me do that. She licked downwards, tickling my belly button with her tongue. She spread my legs further apart and laid down between them on her tummy. I rested on my elbows, wanting to see as much as I could. She stared at my pussy for a minute, a look of complete and utter love evident in her gaze. I have never felt so loved just from a look before. She traced my pussy lips with her finger, getting some of my juices on it. Smiling up at me, she slid her finger in her mouth, tasting me.

I couldn’t stop myself from shaking. Cheri’s smile, her look, just the total experience had me forgetting everything but her. She slid her tongue between my pussy lips, tasting even more of my juices. Her fingers teased my clit as she slid her tongue into me as far as she could. She started to slowly make love to me with her tongue. I usually like oral to be fast, because I would rather please than be pleased, but this…it was so new, so wonderful…I didn’t want it to ever end. She tasted every bit of me, jabbing her tongue everywhere, twisting it to reach far away spots, lapping up every drop of my juices.

Her finger massaged my clit as she did this. Taking it between two fingers, she rubbed it a bit harder and faster. My hips were raised, trying to meet this sweet assault head on, thrusting towards her. She alternated her technique every few minutes. Her tongue would be inside me as her fingers played with my clit, then she would move her tongue to my clit as she finger fucked me. GOD, how fucking sweet she is.

I didn’t think I could take anymore…I wanted to cum so badly. Every time I would get close though, she would back off, wanting to prolong her sweet torture. She removed her fingers from my pussy and didn’t lick them this time. Instead, she slid her hand under me. I nearly came when I felt her finger sliding into my ass. She teased me unmercifully until I couldn’t wait any longer. The feelings building up inside me were too much.

With her finger in my ass, her tongue in my pussy, and another two fingers on my clit, I thrust toward her one final time. The feelings that coursed through me were like those I had only read about. It was the longest orgasm of my life. She didn’t stop what she was doing. Instead she increased her speed, bringing me to a second orgasm within minutes. By the time she had licked up every drop of me, I had cum more times than I ever had at one time before.

She crawled back up to lay beside me, kissing me softly one last time. I wanted to please her, but she wouldn’t allow me. She explained that she wanted me to have time to think about it, she didn’t want me to do anything I may later regret. She held me throughout the night, talking more about life and our dreams. Eventually I fell asleep in her arms. When I woke up, she was gone.

I know it wasn’t a dream. My best friend made love to me as no one ever had before. She was completely unselfish, wanting only to ease my pain. The pain is still there, of course. My love for Josh wont disappear overnight. What she did has put it in a new perspective though. Never before have I been so cared about. It opened my eyes to the different ways that I let Josh take advantage of me, and how I catered to him without getting a lot in return.

Yeah, the pain is still there.. but so is a chance for new opportunities. I’ll be okay, I know I will.

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Her New Bra

Kimberly O’ Brien was stretching before gym class started. All the guys in the class couldn’t help but watch as Kimberly stretched. Even the girls eyed Kimberly’s stretching. This was an everyday event for the guys and girls to watch Kimberly stretch. The 18-year-old had a massive bust.

Kimberly would notice her fellow gym students looking and glancing at her chest. Kimberly knew her huge 38EE cups were a spectacular sight. She had the biggest boobs in the entire school distract. Even some of the female staff was jealous of Kimberly’s bust size.

Today would be a day that Kimberly and her gym class would never forget. As Kimberly continued stretching, she bended her back and thrust her chest out forwards. The weight of her huge tits really took its toll as her bra straps completely snapped. The massive support cups fell under her tits and they now hung down her chest with the nipples resting near her navel.

The guys in the class immediately felt their cocks harden as Kimberly’s oversized melons jiggled and wobbled freely under her plain tee shirt. Her big nipples poked through the material of the shirt and Kimberly’s face became red. Kimberly immediately cradled her boobs and run out of the gym. She felt embarrassed and knew this was one of the wrong times in her life.

Kimberly’s mother Lucy came to the school to pick Kimberly up. Kimberly explained everything to her mother. Lucy decided that it was time for Kimberly to get a new bra because she might have outgrown her current bust size.

They arrived at Victoria Secrets. Lucy stayed in the car and handed her daughter her credit card so she could buy as many bras as she liked it.

Kimberly entered the store wearing her favorite hooded shirt. She didn’t want her breasts to bounce obscenely in the mall.

“Can I help you miss?” asked a man in a squeaky girl voice.

Kimberly knew he was gay and could trust him.

“Yes. I’m Kimberly O’ Brien and I’m looking to get my bust re-measured and to buy some new bras,” Kimberly said.

The man felt a small prickly in his crotch.

“Nice to meet you Kimberly. I am Preston and I will be helping you this evening. So would you please follow me this way ma’am,” the man said as he led Kimberly to a changing booth. “I will need for you to take off your shirts and bra.”

Kimberly lifted her hooded-shirt over her head like the handsome, 30 something man said.

The man’s eyes bulged largely as Kimberly’s large chest thrusted forward. Kim’s tits bobbed slightly with her movements. She still had on the tee shirt from gym class. She had discarded the bra back at home and figured there was no point in wearing any of her double E cup bras since one broke already.

“My my! Aren’t we busty,” said Preston.

His cock slowly became semi-hard.

“No wonder you need a new bra. Your breasts honey are huge!” Preston said as he couldn’t take his eyes off them.

Kimberly grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head. Her enormous tits were lifted up and flopped back down. They jiggled wildly like a fish out of water. The “so-called” gay man’s cock filled up the front of his jeans.

Kimberly tossed the shirt to the floor and the man pulled out his measuring tape. He measured Kimberly’s chest and couldn’t help but to keep his eyes glued to her bare melons. They were tanned with a nice bikini line. Her areolas were deep red and small. Her nipples were the same color and the size of erasers.

The man then put the measuring tape under Kimberly’s breasts. He moaned lightly as he felt the huge bottoms of Kimberly’s tits brush his hands.

Kimberly thought she heard the gay man moan as she had a weird look on her face.

“Well Kimberly. Your new chest size is 38F. That’s massive for a teen. But you do have very nice breasts. Very nice and large breasts. I bet your boyfriend just loves your big beautiful breasts,” Preston rambled on.

“I don’t have a boyfriend. I’m too afraid to get one because he might think I’m a freak with oversized breasts. It’s not normal for a girl my age to be well endowed like this,” Kimberly said in a sad tone.

“Nonsense hon. I bet all the boys at school admire you and are just too afraid to talk to you,” Preston said. “I mean, what guy wouldn’t want to get their hands on these beauties.”

Kimberly blushed as the “gay” employee was hitting on her.

“OH!” gasped Kimberly. “What’s that I feel?”

Preston was so pressed up against Kimberly’s back and focused on her breasts, which he had forgotten about his large hard-on.

“Do you like to have your breasts played with,” Preston whispered to Kimberly.

The measuring tape dropped and Preston’s hands cupped the enormous bottoms of Kimberly’s bare breasts. He started rubbing the bottoms of her breasts and squeezed them.

“Hmmm Kimberly. These things are so fucking heavy and soft. It’s a damn shame you don’t have a boyfriend. I bet you’re still a virgin?” Preston whispered in Kim’s ear.

“Hmmm! How did you know?” Kimberly questioned as her pussy became wet.

“Mmmm! I’ve never fucked a big-tittied virgin before,” whispered Preston as he squeezed giant handfuls of Kimberly’s new 38F cups. “Ever had these babies sucked?”

“Ohhhh no!” moaned Kimberly as Preston rubbed and pinched Kim’s big nipples.

“I’ll gladly be the first,” whispered Preston as he rubbed his hard cock against Kim’s ass.

Preston sat down on the dressing room bench while pulling Kimberly’s large breasts towards his eager mouth.

“Sweet Jesus!” moaned Preston as he cupped one giant tit in both hands and licked on Kimberly’s fat nipple.

He circled Kim’s areolas with his tongue and pressed the tip of his tongue against her hard nipple. He then sucked the nipple deep into his mouth. Followed by sucking a large portion of Kimberly’s boob into his mouth.

Kimberly was in heaven as this was the first time a man has ever touched her tits. Let alone suck them.

Preston feverishly sucked and slurped from nipple to nipple. He licked them, nibbled them with his teeth and gave them long hard sucks. All while he squeezed her juicy boobs and felt them from top to bottom.

Kimberly’s pussy felt like an inferno. Preston’s cock was ready to burst from his jeans. Preston undid Kimberly’s jeans as Kim kicked off her shoes. Preston kept his mouth full of Kim’s tits while pulling her jeans down to her ankles.

Kimberly stepped out of her jeans as Preston squeezed her apple bottom ass and sucked her big titties.

Kimberly’s whole body quivered with lust as Preston shoved his hand into Kimberly’s damped panties. He moved his fingers around and rubbed them up against her large cunt walls.

Preston released Kimberly’s huge tit with a pop from his mouth. Preston shoved two fingers straight up Kimberly’s pussy and gave her a double finger fucking.

“Ughhhh god!” cried Kimberly as she pulled her panties down and saw Preston’s thick fingers digging inside her cunt.

“Hmmm Kim! Your so fucking wet,” moaned Preston.

He slapped Kimberly on her bare ass and plunged one finger up her asshole. Kimberly was being fingerfucked at both ends. Her virgin pussy and asshole were being violated for the first time.

Preston laid Kimberly down on the floor and stripped off the rest of his clothes. His large cock slapped against his thighs as he bended down and started eating Kim’s pussy.

“Oh oh Ohhhhh!” cried Kimberly as she experienced pleasure like never before.

Preston drilled his tongue deep into Kimberly’s puffy womb. He licked and sucked on her clitoris and shoved two fingers back up her cunt. Preston fingerfucked her furiously while sucking on her clitoris.

“Oh FUCK!” Kimberly shouted as she had an earth shattering orgasm.

Kimberly came all over Preston’s face. Preston continued to suck Kimberly’s pussy and lick up her sweet cum.

After Preston finished eating Kim’s cunt, he crawled up beside Kimberly’s head an slapped his cock across her face.

“You wouldn’t mind giving me a nice blowjob would ya? Preston teased.

Preston slipped his large organ between Kimberly’s lips. Kimberly just started sucking and slurping on his dick. She bobbed her mouth up and down his long hard cock. She couldn’t fully suck his cock down as it was too big for her.

“Oh god. Oh yes! That feels so good,” moaned Preston.

The sounds of sucking and slurping echo throughout the department store. Luckily for Preston, everyone else was on a break.

Preston pulled his cock out of Kimberly’s slobbering mouth and fed her his heavy balls. Kimberly sucked first one testicle and then the other. Preston knew he was ready to cum but wanted to fuck Kimberly’s pussy first.

Preston got back between Kimberly’s legs and pulled her towards him.

“Is this going to hurt” Kimberly asked thickly.

“Just a little,” Preston answered with a smile.

Preston opened up Kimberly’s swollen cuntlips and slow plunged his thick shaft between them. Kimberly kept her legs to Preston’s sides as he began to thrust into her.

“Oh! Oh lord! Oh!” moaned Kimberly.

Preston hovered over Kimberly and really started pounding her sweet pussy. Preston knew he didn’t have all day to play with Kimberly so he wanted to finish quickly. He plowed his massive organ into her tight virgin pussy. Kimberly trashed her head and body underneath Preston. Her enormous sweaty breast leaped up and down his chest and between them, which turned Preston on even more as he pounded Kimberly’s cunt harder and faster.

“Ughhhh! Ohhhh Preston! Ahhhh!” cried Kimberly as her legs trembled and swung wildly to Preston’s sides as he drilled her cunt.

“Your pussy feels so fucking good,” Preston moaned as he when balls-deep and penetrated Kimberly’s moist pussy.

Sweat poured off both their hot bodies and the sounds of their crotches banging against each other’s echo through the store. Both Preston and Kimberly reached their climax.

Kimberly opened her mouth without saying a word as she came hard around Preston’s thrusting dick. Her tight pussy cramped around Preston’s cock as his cockhead swelled enormously and released a massive flow of cum.

Preston came too hard and fast, that it weakens him and he crashed his body on top of Kimberly. Her massive knockers squished between them and his cock still buried in her gooey creamed pussy.

10 minutes later, Kimberly came out of the mall and back to her mother’s car.

“Did it take you that long to find the right bra?” Kimberly’s mother asked.

“Yes mama. I love bra shopping now. I can’t wait to go up another bust size,” Kimberly said with a huge smile on her face.

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Longball

It was Saturday and my wife Nikki had gone out shopping with one of her girlfriends, so I decided to take a shower and call up a couple of friends to come over and watch the baseball game.

Kevin was the first to show up with a 12 pack of beer, and Bobby was not far behind with a bottle of rum.

“Come on in guys. The game starts in about twenty minutes. Let’s get some drinks started.”

We had just settled in for the game when the phone rang. It was Nikki calling.

“Hi Michael, I’m done shopping and I’m on my way home. I want to model some of the clothes I bought for you.”

“That sounds great baby. Kevin, Bobby and I were starting to watch a ballgame and having a few drinks.”

“Well I guess I can show you my outfits another time then” she said.

“Don’t be crazy” I told her. “Kevin and Bobby can be a second and third opinion on how they look on you.”

“Well o.k. then. I’ll be home shortly honey. See you soon. Love you. Bye.”

The game was a rainout so me and my buddies just sat around talking and drinking. We all three had a good buzz going when my wife got home.

As they were all saying there hello’s I made my way to the kitchen to make Nikki a drink.

She walked into the kitchen and I handed her the rum and coke. She gave me a kiss and told me she didn’t know if she could show off her new clothes in front of our company.

“Why not? We’ve known Kevin and Bobby since high school” I told her.

“Yes, I Know. But the outfits I bought today were from the erotica store in the mall. They are tiny and very revealing” she said.

“Well go upstairs and put one of them on. I’ll be up in a minute to see how it looks.”

As she went upstairs I could not help from wondering what the guys would think if she showed off for them. Nikki is 31 years old but she looks like she’s 21. She is a small girl but has huge tits. (Real not fake.) Her nipples are cotton candy pink and as big around as half dollars. They get about an inch long when she is really aroused. She always keeps her pussy completely shaved and has a great ass.

I went back into the living room and told the guys that Nikki wanted to show off some of her new outfits.

“You are one lucky bastard” Bobby said.

“Yeah, your wife is a knockout” Tony added.

“Well You both may get lucky if I can get Nikki to play along a little bit” I told them.

“Michael can you come upstairs for a minute please?”

“I’ll be right up honey” I said as I winked at the guys and told them to make everyone another drink.

My mouth almost hit the floor when I walked in our bedroom. Nikki had on a black thong and a lace bra that barely held her big titties in it. Her nipples were already a little hard and you could make out the color of her pink nipples behind the black bra.

“So what do you think?”

“You look incredible.” I told her. My dick was starting to get hard from looking at her.

I walked up to her and gave her a big kiss and she started to rub my dick through my pants.

“Do you still want me to show this outfit to our friends?” she said.

“Hell yes. I’m actually turned on by the thought of them seeing your body.” I told her.

“Kevin is single and Bobby just went through his nasty divorce. They could both use a lttle excitement in their lives.”

“How far do you want this to go?” she said.

“If you want to be fucked and totally filled up by all three of us, then let’s go for it.” I replied.

We walked back down together and I wish you could have seen the look on their faces.

“Wow Nikki. You have a beautifal set of titties. I knew they were big but not this big.” said Bobby.

“And your ass looks great with that thong wedged between your cheeks.” replied Kevin.

“Honey take off your bra and show the guys how hard your nipples get.”

Nikki reached around with one hand and undid the clasp of her bra. Her big boobs spilled free and she started playing with her hardening nipples.

As she lifted them up to her mouth to suck on her stiff nipples, I noticed Bobby and Kevin started shifting their pants to accomodate their hardening pricks.

“It’s only fair that I get to see some more of you guys.” Nikki stated.

The guys looked to me for approval and I said “let’s all get naked and have some fun.”

Kevin was the first to get out of his pants. He took off his boxers to reveal a dick about the same size as me which is about 8 inches long and a little above average thickness. I too got naked and moved behind my wife and started to kiss the back of her neck.

Bobby was the last to get undressed and I guess they do save the best for last. When Bobby took his sweatpants off I think we all three gasped out loud. Bobby’s cock had to be at least 11 inches long and very thick.

“Oh my God Bobby, your dick is huge” Nikki said.

I told Nikki to get on her knees and see how much of it she could take in her mouth.

She knelt in front of it and could not even get close to wrapping her fingers around it. As she started running her tounge up and down the shaft, Kevin got behind her and worked her thong down past her ankles. He then buried his face in her asscrack and started licking her bald pussy.

I started jacking off as I watched Nikki work her lips past Bobby’s fat cockhead. Kevin started to slide his dick into my wife from behind which made her let out a groan.

As Kevin started fucking her harder my wife’s mouth stretched around Bobby’s thick dong.

“I want to bounce up and down on Bobby’s big dick while you two fuck my mouth” Nikki screamed.

Bobby sat down on the couch with his pole sticking straight up and my wife straddled him reverse cowgirl style.

Kevin and I stood on each side and started rubbing or dicks all over Nikki’s face. She lowered herself down onto Bobby’s cock and as she started riding him she took turns sucking our hard dicks.

Bobby really started bouncing her up and down on his shaft while he reached around to play with Nikkis clit. Kevin and I pinched and pulled on her stiff nipples and this sent her over the edge.

“I’m gonna fucking cum” she shouted.

Nikki’s whole body went rigid as she came on Bobby’s thick cock.

Nikki climbed off Bobby’s dick and said she wanted Kevin to tittyfuck her while she sucked off Bobby and I licked her pussy.

She laid on her back and pushed her boobs together while Kevin straddled her and pushed his dick in between her titties.

Bobby knelt over top of her and told her to suck his balls. I started licking up and down her slit and soon she told me to fuck her.

Kevin was giving her a good tittyfucking and I was banging her pussy hard when she shocked us all by saying “I want Bobby’s fat cock in my asshole.”

I could not believe she wanted to try his big dong in her ass but we switched positions and she got on her hands and knees and got ready for her assfucking.

Bobby licked her butthole first before working his fat knob into her ass. He got about half his meat into her hole and she screamed for someone to stuff her mouth with dick.

Kevin and I took turns feeding my wife’s mouth with cock while Bobby picked up his pace and really started reaming her ass good.

Nikki looked back with lust in her eyes and as she started playing with her own clit she screamed. “Oh God I’m going to cum again. Fuck my tight butthole with that big cock.”

Bobby slapped her asscheeks and with one last thrust shouted “I’m filling your asshole with my hot fucking cum.”

Kevin and I furiously stroked our cocks and shot ribbons of jizz all over Nikki’s face and outstretched tounge.

We all caught our breath as Nikki said “I sure hope the ballgame gets rained out next week.”

Three Horny Girls

Shawn was the first to arrive at the resort. She wore a short, tight red skirt that revealed her slender, caramel legs and her perfectly shaped ass. Her ample breasts nearly poured out of her low cut, sleeveless white blouse. Her red pumps were nearly eight inches tall. She checked herself in and sat down in the lobby. She began to reminisce on the conversation she had had with her two best friends the weekend before. “I can’t wait to see you guys. I can’t believe it has been two years since we have seen each other,”she had remembered telling Lisa and Renae on the phone. The girls had each landed jobs in different states right after college graduation, and hadn’t seen each other since. They were really looking forward to their week together.

“Damn, I am twenty minutes early,” thought Shawn, “I can barely wait to see my girls.” Just then, a beautiful, chocolate complexioned young woman walked through the door of the lobby. “Shit, that’s Lisa,” thought Shawn, “When did she get so fine?” Lisa was wearing tight fitting black leather black pants and a spaghetti strapped black tank with black heels. Shawn jumped from her seat to greet her friend, but to her surprise, another young woman walked through to door. “Great,” she thought, “Renae has perfect timing.”

“She looks so hot in those white stretch jeans and that blue spandex top.” The girls greeted each other in the center of the lobby, hugged and headed to find their room. They had decided to share a room, they thought it would be cheaper and more fun to bunk together.

When they entered their room, they were delighted to find a large Jacuzzi and huge king sized bed waiting for them. They decided the first thing they would do would be trying out the beautiful Jacuzzi. “I’ve got an idea,” said Shawn. “Do you girls remember how we used to skinny dip in college? We could do that now for old times sake. How ’bout it?” Lisa and Renae agreed that it might be fun so they stripped off their clothes and hopped in the Jacuzzi.

“Can I tell the two of you something,” asked Renae. She couldn’t wait for an answer, so she made her comment before the girls could reply. “You both have the sexiest tits I have ever seen,” continued Renae. “For as long as I can remember, I’ve dreamed of putting them in my mouth and teasing your nipples with my tongue.”

“I’ve always wanted to fuck both of you. I hope I haven’t offended you.” Lisa and Shawn were in shock. They had been feeling the same way about Renae and about each other. “Babygirl,” said Shawn, “the last thing I am is offended.”

“I have been wanting you and Lisa and I have been fantasizing about it.”

“Me too,” admitted Lisa. “So what’s next? We gonna fuck or what,” asked Renae.

Lisa sat on Renae’s lap facing her. She gently caressed both of Renae’s breasts and then took the swelling peeks into her mouth. Renae asked Shawn if she would come closer so that she could fondle her tits while Lisa was sucking on hers. “How about we take turns finger fucking each other,” said Shawn. “That’s a good idea,” agreed Lisa and Renae. The girls arranged themselves in a side-by-side position in the Jacuzzi so that they would have access to each others moistened, pulsating pussies. They started with one finger, then two, then three. “Oh this shit feels so good,” thought each of the girls as they fingered each other to an overwhelming orgasm. As their bodies begin to recover, they looked at each other and smiled. “That was fucking fantastic,” Lisa declared in a breathy voice. “I’m ready for more.”

The girls decided to head towards the bed so that they could have a little more fun. Renae lay on her back on the bed. Lisa and Shawn positioned themselves on top of Renae so that each girl would have a cunt to eat. Lisa was straddling Renae’s face and Shawn had her face buried in Renae’s pussy. Shawn’s ass was in Lisa’s face, giving Lisa full access to Shawn’s pussy from behind. “Damn, I never knew a pussy could be so sweet,” said Lisa, as Shawn’s juices began to run down her chin. “Oh, I think I’m gonna cum,” Shawn moaned, lifting her head from Renae’s cunt. “Oh please make me cum. Fuck me with your sweet tongue.” As soon as the words left Shawn’s mouth, all three girls experienced the most powerful climax they had ever had.

“Well,” said Shawn, ‘I want to taste Lisa’s pussy now.” The girls changed positions and this time Lisa and Shawn got in 69 position. Renae lay beside the girls on the bed and started to play with her own pussy. “Oh yeah,” moaned Renae. “Eat that pussy good girls and after you cum, I’m gonna lick the sweet juices from both of your pussies. Then I want one of you to finger fuck me in my pussy and the other one to finger fuck me in the ass.” Lisa and Shawn were thrilled about the idea, but neither of the girls lifted their heads from the wet cunts they were licking. Shawn sucked Lisa’s clit gently, then harder. Then she licked her pussy lips like a kitten lapping it’s milk form a bowl. Lisa was doing the same to Shawn, and Renae, well she was getting to know herself a little better.

The girls continued this was for a while, until all of them had had massive orgasms. Then Lisa and Shawn granted Renae her request to be finger fucked her in her pussy and ass.

Afterwards, the three were exhausted. They settled down and masturbated each other to sleep, each girl thinking of the “fun” they would have for the next week.

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Cherries

“Let me guess,” the bartender asked, setting the glass of water in front of me. “You’re here looking for some company.”

She stared at me expectantly, a slight smile on her glossy-pink lips. I smiled ruefully at her, taking a sip of the icy liquid. “Gee, what gave me away?” I meant it sarcastically, because anyone in the bar could see what I was after, especially another woman. The little black dress gave me away, one of those sparkly knit gowns that clung to every curve, just short enough to make you appreciate a hint of thigh and wonder just how far my legs went up. Or maybe it was the heels, best described as “fuck me” pumps in glossy black patent leather. Combined with the carefully arranged hair and the makeup, I made quite a package for some lucky male to pick up. Problem was, the bar seemed devoid of lucky men, save for a few older men who knew better than to press their luck.

The bartender shrugged and proceeded to polish some glasses while talking with me. “Well, tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, and I assume you’re here on business. So your partner isn’t here, and you’re looking for a little entertainment to pass a holiday that’s best not spent alone. Especially here in Las Vegas, the city of sin herself,” she laughed. I was amazed, because she really had hit my situation right on the nose. I was here to teach seminars to new real estate recruits, and was miles away from my husband. Not that being home on Valentine’s Day would have mattered anyway, because the bastard would probably be wooing his mistress on the side. Our marriage had deteriorated down to one simple fact: I wasn’t divorcing him because it would cost me too much hard-earned cash. So he played his field, and I played mine, and we basically put up with each other.

“Pretty much right,” I acknowledged, raising my water glass to her. “How’d you know?”

“Past experience,” she confided. “I was sitting in this very bar about three years ago for the same reason, and the bartender working then asked me the same thing.”

“And did you find what you were looking for?” I asked. She found this very funny, exploding in a sudden peal of laughter that had me raising my eyebrows. “Oh, I found it alright,” she grinned. “A nice little lass from the front desk took me home with her that night, and introduced me to a whole better ballgame.” I nearly choked on my water at her answer, staring at her with slight shock. This bartender really didn’t seem the lesbian stereotype. She wasn’t masculine in her features, and she didn’t seem like some of the feminist lesbians I’d known in college.

Her long reddish-blonde hair was pulled up in a loose ponytail, and her makeup was careful and elegant, not much more than a sweep of pink lip-gloss and rose-colored eyeshadow. She wore the standard bartender/waitress garb, a white button dress shirt and black slacks. The most masculine thing on her was her uniform bowtie, which sparkled with rhinestones. “Well,” I stammered, a blush rising to my cheeks. She knew her response had caught me off guard, and I struggled to regain my composure. “That’s….nice. Do you still see her often?”

“No, we went our separate ways a few months into it. Now the only person I pamper at nights is my cat, Patches.”

“I’m sorry,” I murmured. “Wish I could work up the will to do that with my husband.” She looked at me for a long moment, and I wondered what she was thinking behind those blue eyes. She moved over to the bar, and began mixing several different liquids together in a frosty glass. Coming back over, she plopped down in front of me. “Don’t worry, it’s not too strong. On the house.”

“Thanks,” I said. It smelled like limes, a heavenly scent, but before I could raise it to my lips she clapped a hand on my wrist. Her grip was warm, firm and strong. “Wait,” she smiled. “I forgot the important part.” She reached into a mini-refrigerator beneath the bar, and came up with a single whole cherry, scarlet against her white fingers. She twirled the stem between her thumb and forefinger so I could see it, then raised it up to her mouth and pressed her pink lips to the firm skin.

“For luck,” she grinned, plopping it in my drink. “Good luck with your manhunt. It’s time for my break.” Then she went in the back to fetch another bartender, and I was left alone. The drink was very good, hardly tasting of alcohol. I wondered what she’d put in it. Most of the Las Vegas men must have been elsewhere on that night, for no one even approached me as I drank. Somehow I wasn’t quite as concerned with that as I was thirty minutes previously.

Instead, I kept thinking about the bartender, and the way her pretty pink lips looked pressed against that red fruit. When I had totally drained the cup of liquid, I stared down at that round plump cherry resting on the crushed ice. I picked it up, and raised it to my mouth, biting into the flesh of the scarlet treat. It may have been my imagination, but I could have sworn I tasted the faint hint of bubblegum lip-gloss as I devoured the fruit.

My nerves were shot for the next day, Valentine’s Day. Despite whatever I tried, I couldn’t shake the thought of the pretty bartender from my mind. I’d always considered myself a straight woman, but my blood burned every time I recalled that sassy smile and the gentle kiss she’d bestowed on that cherry. Would her lips be that tender on another woman’s, or would she play the aggressive, butch type? I thought about the swell of her breasts beneath that white shirt and brought my hands up to cup my own breasts. I was a considerable B-cup, and I wondered as I caressed myself if her chest would feel as soft and round as my own.

By mid-afternoon, I’d made my decision, and hoped it wouldn’t come back to bite me in the ass. I dressed differently, emboldened by my decision to seduce this woman. I wore a black skirt this time, made of loose folds of black silky material, and a red halter that held my braless breasts for best display. On second critical glance, I painted my lips red and added a splash of perfume.

There was no need for full makeup; my cheeks were already flushed from the excitement and my eyes were made bright by the red top. I fussed with my blonde hair for a moment, then headed down to the bar. As I had hoped, she was working, and the place was crammed with couples out for a drink. Still, she managed to wave me over, clearing a seat for me in the far corner of the bar as she pushed one of the overly-drunk into leaving. “Well, don’t you look nice tonight,” She smiled. “Find what you were looking for?”

“I hope so,” I breathed, staring into her blue, blue eyes. “That is, if you’re free after you get off of work.” Her face looked surprised for a moment, and she studied me to make sure it wasn’t a joke.

Finally she gently asked, “Are you sure you want that, hon? I don’t like to be led on and let down.”

“Why don’t you come to my room and find out?” I countered. I scribbled my room number on a napkin, and then pressed my mouth to the paper, leaving her a scarlet promise there to think about. Pushing it across to her, I smiled and saw her eyes grow warm as she returned the grin. I got up and left then, leaving her with much to anticipate, feeling her eyes burning on my back as I headed out of the bar. Back in my room, I spent the next few hours nervously preparing.

I changed out of my outfit into some exquisite lingerie, intended for seducing my partner of choice. Staring at the bathroom mirror, I wondered if she’d like it. It was black lace and satin, an open-cup teddy that made my pale breasts and nipples really stand out of the open circles. The crotch had a convenient snap that let you access my most intimate regions, and the garters held up matching satiny black thigh-highs.

I wore my black pumps from the night before, which lifted my buttocks and gave me a sexy, hip-swinging walk. I felt like I was floating on a high I’d never experienced before, and had never felt more feminine than I did at that moment. Around ten, there came a soft knock at my door. I threw a robe over my pretty lingerie and went to answer it. It was she, and she stood in the hallway with a smile pasted from ear to ear, drinking in the black satin robe I wore. She carried a bucket of ice with a bottle of good champagne already chilling inside, and some gold-wrapped package that was as of yet unidentified.

“I hope you’re ready for this,” she growled softly, “because you left me so wet while I was working that I had to excuse myself off to the ladies room for a little relief.” I took the ice bucket from her, moving to set it on my room’s end table as she let herself in the room and locked the door behind her. When I turned around, I found her already standing behind me, and the smile had left her face. She tilted my chin up, being the taller by a few inches, and kissed me.

Her mouth was so sweet I thought I’d die, exploring my lips like no man had ever done, kissing me with tongue sweeps and teeth and soft lips. Her lipstick tasted like bubblegum, and I felt an arrow of pleasure spear straight to my belly, making my nether regions full and heavy and tingling with anticipation. “Jesus,” I swore when we parted for breath. “I’ve never been kissed like that before.”

“Oh, believe me, there’s much more I can’t wait to show you,” She crooned. “But first, get me out of these work clothes.” My hands came up, working the buttons on her blouse with trembling fingers. I noticed for the first time her shiny brass name badge that read “Sabrina” and murmured that name gently, rolling it over my lips. Sabrina chuckled.

“That’s right. What’s your name anyways, little flower?” I told her and she purred her approval. My undressing didn’t go as fast as she liked, and she swatted my hands away, finishing the job herself. Stepping out of the heels she wore, she made short work of the shirt and the slacks, leaving her standing in a simple white bra and thong. Her breasts were larger than mine, nearly a D-cup on sight estimation, and she wasn’t a slender girl, which turned me on greatly.

I feasted on her as she peeled away the bra, exposing those plump pale mounds with their pink pretty nipples, already hard for my mouth to lavish. Her waist tapered in, flaring out into soft hips and a belly that wasn’t rock-hard but soft and slightly pouting. Her thighs were full and muscled, her calves well shaped as she skimmed the thong down over them to pool at her feet. Sabrina bore a thatch of pubic hair the same reddish-gold shade as her hair, and it stood out in contrast to her white skin. My mouth went dry at her perfection, and I reached my palms out to cup her breasts but she stopped me.

“Robe off,” she ordered, and when I dropped it she smiled at my lingerie. “Oooh, I like that,” she moaned.

“I have a surprise for you, my valentine.” She moved over and claimed the small gold box she had plunked on the table. “Lie on the bed,” Sabrina asked, and as I lay flat on my back, she climbed on with me. I felt strangely vulnerable under her gaze, even though she was the one naked and I was the one clothed. She opened the box, and tossed the top to the hotel room floor. Inside were several dark chocolates.

Pulling one from the box, Sabrina lifted it to her lips and sunk her teeth into the sweet. She turned the half-exposed chocolate to me, and I saw the inside was hollow, filled with pureed cherries.

“Chocolate-covered cherries,” she smiled, savoring the half bite of the chocolate. “My favorite.” Taking the other half in her teeth, she bent her head and offered it to me from her mouth. Eating the treat from her full lips was erotic, the red dripping center flowing over our lips and tongues as we half-kissed, half-nibbled it down. When the flavor was gone from our mouths, she selected another, breaking it open with her fingers.

“You are my new favorite cherry,” Sabrina murmured, and I felt with surprise her hands rubbing the sticky center over my exposed nipples and breasts. When she bent her head to eat it from my flesh, I couldn’t hold back my sighs of approval. Her mouth was warm, heated as her flesh was, sucking and licking the food from my body until I was writhing under her mouth, swearing to gods I never believed in. I buried my fingers in her long hair, freeing it from her trademark ponytail to flow around her pale shoulders. The silky strands spread over the black teddy as she suckled my breasts, using three chocolates to tease and torment me until I was begging her to move lower, pushing at the top of her head. I was a waterfall between my thighs, my nether lips swollen and waiting for her kisses and caresses.

If Sabrina didn’t taste me soon, I’d die from the sweet sting of her skillful foreplay. She obliged my requests and begs, chuckling as she pulled the snaps of my teddy open. I was on fire, my breasts exposed and now my pussy, the exposure of my tender flesh wrenching a cry from my throat. Sabrina blew lightly on the dampness that clung to my pink slit, and I bucked my hips under the sensation. I needed her mouth on me, working me towards that little death that my loins craved more than anything else.

Instead, she ran a playful finger over the wet sticky evidence of my need and brought it to her lips, looking me in the eyes as she sucked it clean. A shudder ran through my body. “Sabrina, please,” I begged. “Give it to me.”

“The last cherry,” she said instead, ignoring my pleas, pulling it free from the box. Holding it up for me to see, she popped it her mouth for a moment to soften the chocolate. Then to my great surprise, she pulled it out again, and smiled. “You want this?”

“I want you…”

“You’ll have me,” she promised, and without warning, she brought the chocolate down to my sex. She ran it in circles over my hardened clit, teasing that little red marble into a panic frenzy, until I was raising my hips off the bed and nearly screaming with frustration. Sabrina snapped the coating open, and I felt the oozing center running down the outer lips of my sex and over the folds. “Oh my GOD!” I moaned, as she pushed the crumbled chocolate into my warm wet depths with two fingers. “Yummy,” she announced, and bent her head.

I felt the tickle of her hair on my thighs, but it was nothing compared to the first moment I felt her tongue on my pussy, licking away the combination of cherries and my own personal lubrication. I think I was calling her name, humping her face out of control while she cleaned me of her chocolate plaything. She spread me open with two fingers, and I felt her mouth and tongue pulling the chocolate bits from my hot slit. “Sabrina,” I whimpered, and then I felt the coil burning, urging me into the tempest of my orgasm. She felt my clit harden to bursting, knew I was going to explode from her eating me, and brought me to the edge by flicking her tongue in rapid and quick strokes over the wet button.

Before I could find my personal release, she stopped, and moved up to kiss me, letting me lick my own scent and taste from her mouth and chin. “Are you ready, little baby?” She crooned, and when I moaned she reached down and lightly pinched that little hooded bud. Feasting on my mouth as I fucked her hand, Sabrina swallowed my screams as I writhed under her, my pussy spasming again and again like a hungry mouth swallowing my pleasure. It was the hardest orgasm I’d ever felt, and it left me covered in a sheen of sweat. I was still pulsing with the aftershocks when I turned the tables, rising up and pushing her back to the rumpled covers. She was pliant, letting me explore her body with my virgin mouth, cupping her full breasts for my tongue to tease and groaning when I found the points she liked best.

“Do it,” she whispered. “Lick me.” And for the first time, I tasted another woman, delving my nose and mouth against that salty-sweet sex. I ate her with abandon, trying my best to copy the skillful strokes she had done to me, reveling in the feel of her hips rising to press tighter against my sucking mouth. She had a big pussy, engulfing most of my fingers as I plunged them in and out, sucking on her clit like a vacuum. Sabrina was beautiful when she came, her fingers fisting into the covers helplessly, every muscle in her legs and abdomen quivering with the shock of the orgasm that racked her beautiful body.

She flooded my face with her pleasure, the juices coating my face, and I felt my body reacting without being touched, felt a second orgasm screaming through my loins with all the force of a subway train hitting a wall. We drank the champagne and explored much that night, until falling asleep exhausted in each other’s arms, soft woman pressed against soft woman. I’d never been that contented, dozing against the hot weight of her breasts, waking up to claim her one last time before I relinquished her to the job she had to return to.

My husband doesn’t know, but since then I’ve made preparations to leave him. I don’t care about the money anymore. All I know is next Valentine’s Day, I know where I want to be: at Sabrina’s home, bearing a bottle of champagne and the chocolates she loves. After all, a cherry can be a girl’s best friend.

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Nineteenth Birthday Present

It was the night before my nineteenth birthday, and, hell, had I waited long enough.

And I’m babysitting. Kids snoring in bed; me, alone watching a film downstairs when the door opens and the guy, hmmm, we’ll call him, hell, we’ll call him ‘you’ and his missus walk in. Home early. Her not well… Overindulged (hic), maybe… She goes straight upstairs, barely acknowledging me, and I hear her crash down onto the bed in the room above me. Small houses these. No secrets here,

The guy, you, you say I can stay and finish the film, pours a drink… Asks if I fancy a cider… Yeah, yeah, at almost 19 I’ve been drinking for four years or more already… And you hand me a can, cracking it open as you do so… Sit down next to me. Close enough. Far enough away.

I can smell you. Sweet, rum maybe, but my nose ain’t as refined as it’s going to be, smoky. And, not meaning to, I chew my bottom lip and pour a swig of cider down. You, I can feel you next to me, dark, moody, and I think you might be looking at me, but when I peer discreetly out of the corner of my eye, nope, your eyes are staring at the TV screen, not noticing me, now talking. Indifferent. And I push my arse back into the cushion behind me and relax.

It’s a bog-standard rom-com, a 90s film I just caught on the TV. I’ve got work tomorrow and I should be going but the cider slips down nicely, and you, though not watching get us both another drink, picking up a DVD on the way. Waving it at me, you ask if it’s okay to change, and I say cool as I take the can. Now I’m watching you, openly, just curious. You, still no interest in me, in talking, you sit down, a little closer. Warm.

I pluck up my courage and ask what we’re watching. You shrug. You don’t really know. A buddy leant you it, and then you just wink, all casual, told you to watch it with a girlfriend sometime. And I’m a girl, hell, a woman, aren’t I, and we both smile, laugh, and I take a sip.

Now you aren’t, this I know, the kind of guy to lure your babysitter into watching hardcore porn, because, baby that would be bad, you a married man and all. But something just a bit softer, a storyline slightly above, Chloeville and her amazing turkey baster. Something with a bit of story, tension… And we sit and there’s a tension all right. Tangible. Fucking tangible.

And you ask how’s my drink and I tell you good, and you, all Mr Moral-Protective say that’s it though. Two ciders. We’ve got to look after me, and you look at me for the first time right in the eyes, and I just melt and try to keep that gaze. And the cider helps me do so for a short while, until my eyelids close a little and I look down, biting my lip.

On the screen the young woman, older than me, I guess, by a year or two, early twenties maybe, goes back into the room marked staff only, with some shop assistant guy who looks like an ape, though a sexy one. You reach up your hand, all slow, and touch my chin, lift up my gaze, and you tell me I’m beautiful and to watch out for shop assistant guys who look like apes, because they’re only after one thing, and I am way too precious for that. Way too precious. And slower, slower than I can write, you do this, just looking at me, your eyes darting round my face, eating me up.

And gentle-gentle, you, your lips come down and kiss me, so soft, barely a touch, and I melt some more, don’t think, just go, with you.

And you pat your lap, tell me to come sit on you, and me, I hesitate, all nervous. But you kiss me again, you do, and my body just moves to sit on you, and we sit, pointing at the screen, where Fay Wray is kissing King Kong, his hands up her shirt, pulling out perfect breasts, sucking on them, while his hand rubs at her crotch, up her thigh.

You turn me round to face you, and you kiss me, full on, me astride you, and you stop and you just look. You pull up my t-shirt, my arms stretch above my head, bra underneath, and I feel you stir underneath me, mixing with you kissing me so hard now and one hand undoing my bra, and I just move my hips back at you, an unconscious response, and it all just goes at once.

There’s a shout from upstairs. Your wife, rude, rude, asks if you’ve taken the babysitter home and you, finger in front on my lips, shout that we’re just watching the end of the movie and she goes silent, and we pause. And then we move again. You, kissing me, my face, my breasts, me just letting you and gently gently moving still so I feel you, under your jeans, growing up against me.

And you flip me over onto the couch, you move the crotch of my knickers to one side, and me I’m so fucking wet and ready you just pull down your zip and you put your hand softly over my mouth and ease your way in. I glance at the screen where shop-boy is fucking his princess up against a wall in a room full of tins. And I feel you inside me, all gentleness gone, but feeling so fucking good. Murmuring, you, about showing me what a real man’s like and how you just want to fuck me so badly. In my ear. And all I can see and hear and smell and feel and taste is you, fucking sensory overload, man…

And this isn’t going to take long, but that’s cool, because, hell, you, this’ll happen again, soon, when you drive me home, and put your hand on my thigh, rub at me, already so fucking wet from you, with you. Just fucking dripping with you. And again. And again, maybe, til me, I outgrow you.

But for now, you fuck me on that couch. Me, quiet, learning, e-n-j-o-y-i-n-g. Pounding away inside of me, murmuring in my ear, you, until, oh yes, you just catch your breath and I feel those last few thrusts and you come inside me. Pause awhile. Roll off. Straighten us out. Kiss me, all hush, and head for the car.

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Elaine Wants To Be Watched

Simon Hanson considered himself a normal guy. Six feet tall, short brown hair, average build. He wasn’t an Adonis by any measure, but he kept himself in shape as much as he could. He worked in an office, doing an unexciting job, earned an decent wage and owned his own flat in the west end of Glasgow. He’d seen a couple of his friends get married and seen the changes it made to their lives. He almost got married once, but late on in the relationship had suddenly had a moment of clarity and told his girlfriend that she might be getting married, but it wouldn’t be to him. He was thirty years old, and didn’t want to do the acceptable thing and settle down.He spent a lot of his time thinking about sex, and had had plenty of experiences over the years some of which seemed to fall into his lap in the weirdest circumstances and he enjoyed the freedom that life gave him.Simon was at a works night out in a pub in West George Street in Glasgow, on a Friday, which was the usual pub for them. It was getting late and he knew he’d need to be heading home quite soon. He’d been talking to a colleague of his, Elaine, earlier and as usual she’d offered him a lift home, as she lived only a couple of miles from him.Elaine was a couple of years older than him. Average height, pear shaped body with beautiful round hips and ass, not too big. She was probably about a size 12 with nice sized boobs, maybe a 36 C or D he guessed. He spent long enough looking at them. He’d noticed long ago that her blouses gaped open at just the right height to allow an enquiring eye a good view of a boob, or her bra at least. Her hair had always been cut relatively short, in a sexy brown bob. She was sexy as hell all over.About 11pm, they were sitting at the end of a long table with everyone sitting round it. No-one was listening to their conversation and they were talking about quite personal stuff, and she told him about her last holiday to Las Vegas, where she’d seen a guy in a convertible pull alongside the bus they were in and start to wank himself. She’d told the same story at a team lunch they’d had a week before, and he said this, but she replied;“I made out like I was disgusted when I was telling everyone, but I actually kind of enjoyed it…it was weird watching him, but it was also…sort of …erotic…seeing him do that to himself in front of me.” She seemed a bit embarrassed to admit it and Simon;“Well, it’s normal to be turned on watching other people like that.”“I know. Have you ever seen anyone do that or anything else?” she asked.“I’ve seen a few things. What did you think of it?” he said, deflecting it back to her.“I think the guy must like being watched if he was doing that in front of a bus full of people.”“Yeah, he must get off on it, but I wouldn’t have the nerve to do that in front of a whole bus full of passers by” he said, hoping she’d pick up on something.“What about in front of a couple of people?” she asked.“Probably…’ he said “but they’d either need to be very good friends or complete strangers. Someone you could trust not to cause any problems later or someone you’d never see again.”“When was the last time you did it?” she asked.“Uh, what do you mean?” He didn’t want to start admitting anything at this point.“I mean when did you last masturbate?” she said. He would normally have felt weird about talking about this with someone else apart from his best friends, but he was quite drunk by now, though he was still taken aback by the question, so he fired it back at her.“Well you tell me first, when did you last do it…when did you last masturbate?”“‘What makes you think I do?”“Doesn’t everyone?” “Come on then, tell me.” she said.“Well, do you?” he pushed.“Right, yes, I do, but I asked you first when you last did it.”“Two days ago….” he said “…..now what about you?”.“This morning, before work” she replied. He immediately got horned up at the thought of her playing with her pussy.“Yeah?!” he said a bit too loudly.“Yes.” she replied.“So, you think you would be able to do it in front of other people?” she asked.“I could, yes.”“You seem very sure. Have you actually done it before? In front of someone?” He nodded.“Who was it?” she asked.“A friend of mine.”“When was this?”“A few years ago and…umm…well more recently I suppose” he replied. Her eyes widened at this.“More recently? How recently?”“I don’t know, a few months ago.”“You actually wanked off in front of a friend a few months ago?!”“Yeah”. Silence.“I’d like to have seen that” she said quietly, and looking right at him. Silence again.“You’d like to have seen that?” he asked slowly. She nodded.“What exactly?” he asked.“What do you mean, ‘what’?”“I mean why…..is it watching two guys wanking themselves, or just watching a guy having a wank?”“No, I can see that at home” she paused, looking down, “I’d like to have seen you wanking off.”“Me?” he said incredulously.“Yes, I’d like to have watched you having a wank” she said very seriously, looking back up at him. He was stunned.“Did you like being watched by your friend?” she asked.“Yes” he nodded.“Would you like someone else to watch you sometime?” she asked slowly.“What are you getting at?…what…are you offering?” he said, half laughing. She didn’t reply for a few moments, and he thought he had gone a little too far.“I was talking to Alan a few days ago, cos that’s something we have talked about, you know, being watched, and…we both quite like the idea of being watched, you know…having sex” she said, and he stayed quiet, wondering what the hell she was going to say next.“We were talking about how to do it, how we’d get someone to get involved, and we thought about advertising for someone over the internet, but though that could be a bit dangerous, then we thought of someone we knew and thought of a few people, but thought it could spoil a friendship if it went wrong…” he stared at her and kept quiet while she spoke “… but then I started to think of other people, and….I thought about you, cos I know you’ve got quite a dirty mind…” she laughed “….and we do get on well, and it had to be with someone I thought was…..you know….someone I was umm…who I thought was nice, like, who I fancied, and I wanted to speak to you about this sort of thing to see what you thought about it, and God I am going on a bit……..and you seem to like the idea of watching, so I thought I’d ask whether you’d want to……if you’d be interested in seeing…watching us, Alan and me… having… sex. What you do you think?”“Fuckin hell” he said slowly and he went quiet.“What do you think…..would you want to?” she asked looking for a reaction.“Yeah, I would want to….yes…..please” he said dumbly.“Seriously!? You will?. I was so scared of asking someone, and of asking you to do it.”“Yeah, I’ll do it. It means I’ll be able to see those boobs of yours after all these years of only seeing little glimpses” he laughed a little.“What do you mean?”“Your blouses always gape open at the front and I try to look in to see what I can see.”“And what did you see?”“A good bit, but never enough” he laughed.“Well, I know you’ve looked cos I saw you a few times, standing beside my desk.”“Christ, was it that obvious?” He felt bad he’d been so obvious about it.“Don’t worry, you’re not the only one and I used to….well, help it along a little so you could see some flesh, and see if it would have any effect on you, but I never noticed…….did it?” she said.“Did it have an effect? Yes”,“You got a hard-on?” she asked, looking surprised.“Frequently. I wish I’d known you were flashing little bits for me, it would have made it so much better.”“And I wish I’d known I was giving you hard-ons” she smiled at him looking deep into his eyes. He looked around to make sure no-one had heard her comment, but the rest of the group were engaged in some very drunken conversations.“Well, you did, and…you do” he said looking back at her and giving his crotch a quick press to check, even though he could feel it throbbing “…..cos I’ve got one right now.”“Have you…..really?” she said sounding amazed, her eyes widening. He squeezed his dick through his trousers, to show the shape of it.“See?” He could see her looking at it for a few seconds.“Can……can… I touch it?” she asked glancing along the table, feeling nervous herself about the conversation they were having.“Go on” he said, and she did. Her slender fingers pressed down on his bulge at the tip of his cock sending feelings through his body, and it pulsed which she felt immediately. He saw her eyes staring at it, and she pressed her palm onto his bulge and ran it along the length of his penis, then withdrew it quickly knowing how risky it was.“That felt nice” he said, breathing slightly harder. “Does Alan know you were going to ask me tonight?”“Yeah, I’ve to phone him and let him to know what you said.”“When were you wanting to do this?”“Soon, not tonight. What about tomorrow night?”“Excellent……” he said “….and what about, like, some groundrules. How far do we go?”.“Well I’m going to fuck Alan in front of you” she said plainly.“I know, but what about me, can I have a wank when you’re doing it?”“God, yeah, you’re not just going to sit there and watch, I want you to join in” she said. He was trying to find out exactly what his role was, and whether he’d be able to touch her, as he’d fantasised about for years, and if she would give him a hand with his cock.“When you say join in, what do you mean…..exactly?”“Well, I’ve always wanted to play with two guy’s dicks at the one time, so if you’ve got no objections, you could lend me your dick to play with when Alan’s fucking me.”“Sure, no problem there.” He was surprised at her admission but horned up at the thought of it.“Will I be able to touch you as well, or is it just one way?” he asked very hopefully.“No, that’s okay, you can touch me if you want”“Anywhere?”“Yeah, anywhere. Let’s just say for just now there’s no rules, alright?” He took a sip of his pint, conscious of his massive hard-on and wondering what the fuck was going to happen the next night.She said she was going to call Alan to pick her up, and give him a lift home as well, as arranged.When they went outside, Alan was there in his car, and Simon got into the back seat, Elaine in the front. Simon and Alan didn’t know each other very well as they only ever seemed to meet when Simon was getting a lift home. She’d told him on the phone that Simon had agreed to it, and Alan looked a bit uncomfortable when he first got into the car, but Elaine got talking and was saying to him she’d spoken to him about it and about what would happen. Alan turned to Simon and said;“Are you alright with this then, you don’t think it’s a bit weird?”“No, I’m okay with it, what about you though, you won’t think it’s weird me seeing Elaine like that?” although he had to admit to himself that it was a weird situation to be in.“That’s part of it for us, knowing someone we know, well Elaine knows, watching us doing that.”“He’s turned on right now…” she said, and Simon saw her hand in Alan’s lap as he drove “…aren’t you darling?”, and Alan nodded.“So am I, to be honest” Simon said. She looked at Alan, then back to Simon.“Do you want to come back and watch us just now?”“What about tomorrow night?” he asked.“Yeah, I still want to do that, but because Alan’s so horny just now, I’ll need to suck him off when I get home, so you might as well come with us to watch.”“Yeah, okay” he mumbled, trying to imagine what he was about to witness.Alan drove to their house, and Simon followed them in, starting to feel very nervous, although he was quite drunk. Elaine was drunk as well. In their living room, Alan sat down on the large red sofa, and Elaine beside him. Simon sat opposite in a single chair, waiting. Alan relaxed back in his own chair and let Elaine run her hands over his chest then down to his crotch.“Still hard…..” she said “…it must be bursting in there, let’s get it out” and she unzipped his trousers, and pulled them open and down a little, fumbling around inside trying to prise his cock from the restraints of his trousers. It flipped out, and she held it firmly with her slim fingers round the shaft, and looked across at Simon.“He has got a nice cock hasn’t he?”.“I suppose so” he said. He had never seen her looking so sexy. Looking into his eyes with a cock in her hand and about to take it into her mouth. Those days in the office would never be the same again. He knew this picture would flash constantly through his mind.She started to wank him, slowly, using the full length of his cock, and then bent down, licked the tip, and slipped her mouth just over the knob. He gasped loudly. He looked down at her, then over at Simon and they just smiled nervously at each other. She was running her lips down the whole length of his cock, and he rolled his head back, and closed his eyes. Simon could hear the quiet slurping noises of her saliva on his penis as she sucked him. She broke off, and masturbated him, and looked over at him.“Are you still hard?” she asked.“Extremely.”“Get it out then.”“I don’t know if…I don’t really want to…I’ll wait til tomorrow” he said stumbling over his words.“Go on. Even if you don’t want to wank just now…just let me see it.”He unzipped his jeans, and pulled his boxers down, so his shaft was sticking right up. He pressed his thumb against the base to make to it stand more vertically.“Let me see your balls too.”He pulled his clothes down further so his balls were on view and automatically grasped his cock to give himself a little release from the feelings that were coursing through it. She was staring at it, and still wanking her husband.“Are you bald down there?”“Yeah, I keep it trimmed.”“You shave yourself? Alan doesn’t do that”“It also makes it look a bit bigger, which is handy”“How big are you?” she asked, her hand stopping as she looked at this other man’s cock.“Just over eight inches.”Her hand started moving again as she took in the view of Simon’s cock.“Nice” she said, as she slipped her mouth over Alan’s dick again. Simon wanked himself gently, not even trying to make himself come, as it would be difficult anyway, with the amount he’d had to drink. She sucked Alan as she looked across at Simon. Alan moaned that he was going to come soon, and she lifted off.“Can I not come in your mouth?” he gasped.“I want to see it. And I want Simon to see it as well.” She wanked his cock, speeding up, and Simon could see him concentrating. His eyes were closed, and he started to push his hips forward, and they were both watching his cock as he started to come, grunting as he spurted a massive fountain of spunk into the air, splattering down on his belly and over Elaine’s hand.Simon was wanking himself harder as well but feeling as though he wasn’t getting anywhere, though it was a huge turn on to see Elaine’s hand covered in spunk, and seeing that erect penis shooting off right in front of her face made Simon’s cock throb even more.Alan’s cock shot about five hard spurts of spunk mostly landing on his belly, but a good coating was over her hand. He looked exhausted, and just sat with his head lying back and eyes closed, his still hard cock in her hand. She let go and the strings of spunk were hanging between her hand and his cock. She wiped her hand on his thigh, but Simon could see it was still shiny with his juices. Alan looked absolutely fucked. He opened his eyes, and just muttered “Jesus…”“Are you going to do it?” she said to Simon.“No…..I can’t…..I’m a bit pissed. I’ll just save it til tomorrow” he said, still holding his erect shaft up straight so she could see it, which she could, and he could see her looking at it intently.“I’d better go” he said, and pushed his cock back into his trousers, and tried to do up his zip but couldn’t. He stood up to adjust his jeans around cock, and closed up his zip.He sorted his clothes made a move to leave. Alan said he’d get the car and Elaine wiped him down with a tissue, then the two guys left to go to the car. It was only a ten minute journey, and they talked briefly about Elaine.“You know she wants to have two guys, don’t you?” he said.“Yeah, she told me she wanted to play with two dicks at the one time.”“I know, she wants to see if she can suck two at the one time, are you alright with that?” he said.“She wants to suck my cock?”“Did she not say?”“She said there was no rules, but I didn’t know exactly what she meant….you know, how far I could go.”“Like I said, she does want to suck you. She said she wasn’t sure about having sex with you, but I think she was just saying that to spare my feelings, but I want to see her do that with another guy, so you can be almost sure she’ll fuck you tomorrow night, but don’t let her know that I said that. Just go with the flow and let her say what happens.”***The next night, Alan arrived to pick up Simon, and they drove back. Simon thought he could see that Alan had a hard-on, and he did too. He had to adjust himself, and Alan noticed this.“Looking forward to this?” he said. Simon nodded. At their house, they went into the living room again, where Elaine was sitting. Alan poured some drinks, and they wasted no time, partly because the ice had been broken the night before.“Are you going to let him see your boobs?” Alan said, and with that Elaine stood up and walked over to Simon who was still standing and stood in front of him and unbuttoned her blouse, opened it showing her lacy bra. He looked down at her breasts, marvelling at the texture of her flesh in the swell of her deep cleavage. He’d never seen that much before.As the pulled her blouse open unveiling her chest he could see a hint of her nipple through the lace. She dropped her blouse then quickly unhooked her bra, and shrugged it off her shoulders. Holding it at the front, she slowly slid it down her breasts, almost stopping before the lace slid over her nipples, freeing the breasts he’d thought about so many times before. They were full, and rounded, with dark smooth nipples, and swayed gently when she moved. He immediately unzipped himself, and grasped his penis, and gave it a slow wank to relieve some of pressure.“I hope you don’t mind. I can’t help it” he said.“Not at all, you go ahead” she replied and knelt down in front of him, and looked closely at his cock, then moved forward and brushed her tits across his knob, so it slipped in between her cleavage, then she stood up. It felt so good to have her smooth skin against his cock.She loosened her black trousers and let them slide to the floor then bent down to slip off her panties, and Simon got a view of her ass, and a glimpse of pussy when she bent over. She turned to show him her nakedness. Her pussy looked well trimmed. She went over to Alan and sat beside him on the sofa. He took his trousers off, freeing his erect cock and then his shirt, so he was naked too. She rubbed her hand over his balls, massaging them then started to wank him. After a minute of doing this and looking over at Simon, making eye contact, then lowered her mouth onto his tool. When she leaned further over, her legs opened and Simon had an amazing view of her pussy, and he started to wank himself harder. She stopped sucking, and said:“I need a fuck now”.She moved and sat astride Alan, and with her back to Simon, guided his erection into her hole. She leant forward into him, and Simon could see her pussy lips being stretched around the shaft and her puckered asshole. She turned half round, to watch Simon and said; “Take your trousers right off so I can see you.” He stood up and slipped them off, and went over to the chair opposite them and sat down.“And your shirt, you might as well get completely naked”. Simon pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor.She looked Simon up and down as she bounced very gently on her husband’s cock, and he saw her eyes linger on his crotch.“It does look bigger with no hair down there, though I think you’re big enough anyway.”“I think it looks better.” Alan had leant round to have a look as well, and stopped fucking to look at Simon’s cock.“Come here so I can see it.” she said. He walked over and stood naked beside them, his erection wobbling in front of him. She stared at it and gently started fucking her husband again.“Can I touch it?” she asked. Simon nodded and she rubbed her hand across his belly, just above his cock, where the hair was very sparse.“It feels good.”“I mainly do my balls so they feel smooth.” She ran her hand down onto his testicles, briefly brushing her fingertips against the shaft of his cock.“They are so smooth” as she ran her hands round and under his balls, cupping and stroking them. As she fondled Simon’s balls she ground down on Alan’s cock moving her hips in a circular motion, then started sliding up and down his cock more vigorously as she let go of Simon’s balls.He sat on the sofa next to them, wanking himself, as they both watched. She bounced up and down on Alan quite hard to drive his cock into her, and bent over him so her tits slapped against his face. He got her nipple between his lips and sucked hard on it. After a few minutes fucking, she slowed and slipped off his dick, then knelt down in front of them both, and said to move together. Alan and Simon moved closer together, but not touching.She then took a cock in each hand, and started to wank them with both hands.She did it very slowly, just watching her hands sliding up and down each shaft, so their foreskins slid up and down.“Move closer to each other” and they did, so their thighs were pressed hard against each other, she held their dicks again, and moved closer, pulling their cocks towards each other, making them have to twist until their knobs were touching. Simon looked down at his cock head sliding against Alan’s and pushed his hips forward. Elaine opened her mouth wide, and slipped her lips over both cock heads, and closed her mouth around as much as she could, swirling her tongue over the glans.It was impossible to suck any more into her mouth, but it was enough for them. For Alan, watching his wife suck another guy’s cock was a huge turn on and for Simon it was like a dream.She released the cocks and then put just Simon back into her mouth. She sucked firmly on his knob, and slid his whole length in.He watched her intently, seeing her saliva shine on his skin as her lips trailed along his penis.He reached down with both hands, and cupped her breasts which were swinging back and forth as she sucked him. They were wonderfully soft and heavy and he pinched her nipples, which made her moan and her suck harder on his cock.“Alan, I want you to fuck me again, get behind me” she said quickly, hardly missing a stroke. Alan got on the floor, and positioned himself behind her, and eased his erection into her pussy, and she moaned which had an amazing effect on Simon’s cock, sending orgasmic feelings coursing through it, from the vibrations of her mouth.Alan fucked Elaine, and Elaine sucked Simon. Occasionally she would take him out her mouth, as Alan started to fuck her harder, and just wank him, and his cock shaft would rub across her face. Simon just lay back and relaxed while she sucked and wanked him for ten minutes, as Alan shafted her hard from behind.He didn’t come, and pulled out of her, and sat beside Simon on the sofa again, to his left. Elaine sat between them and took their cocks in her hands and wanked both of them again. Simon stroked her thigh, edging towards her pussy, then trailed his fingers over her pussy, which was soaking. Pressing, he slipped a finger inside her, and finger fucked her gently. He leant down and took her nipple into his mouth, licking, sucking as her nipple grew hard, and gently biting on it, for a minute. His finger alternating between her clit and her hole. She lay back and let him do it, and soon started to come, she moaned deeply, and pushed down on his hand.Her hands were still around the two cocks, but with no real rhythm, and Alan was loving watching his wife get fingered by someone else.Her head rolled from side to side, as her orgasm built up, her breasts heaving with her deep breathing. Her legs fell further open as she gasped and squealed as she came, her head falling forward to watch Simon’s fingers in her, her pelvis thrusting down onto his hand. Her head flew back, and he felt her pussy muscles contract around his fingers several times, and rubbed her clit harder for her. She seemed in a dreamlike state, as she moaned and groaned through her orgasm. She soon quietened, and her breathing slowed. He slowed down on her clitoris, and just rubbed gently for a minute after to bring her down slowly. She opened her eyes.“That was good” she said quietly. “I want you to fuck me” she said looking at Simon.“Are you sure?” he was surprised. She looked at Alan and back to him.“Yes. Fuck me. Use that big cock to fuck me” she said simply.Simon slid onto the floor, and moved between her legs. Putting his hands on her knees, he pushed them apart slowly, and her glistening pussy came into view, and he saw her lips peel apart. She slid down a little on the sofa, and Simon started to wank himself to get his cock as hard as possible, then he went down on his hands and knees, and said;“I’ve got to do this.”He got his face as close to her pussy as he could, and slowly licked up the length of her slit, up to her clitoris, which was still a little sensitive and he felt her twitch as his tongue touched it. She was looking down at him and he looked up and their eyes met as he pressed his tongue against her pussy again. He used his fingers to pull her labia apart as far as he could and he could see the pink of her vagina, shiny with her juices, and her cunt hole.He licked her again, but this time pushed his tongue deep into her hole, so his chin was against her asshole, and his nose was squashed into her pubic hair. He tongue fucked her as best as he could, then got up on his knees, and grasped his hard-on, pulled his foreskin back to show his deep purple knob, and pushed it against her pussy, then pulled it up, so her cunt lips, pulled round it. Next push, and it slipped in easily. She was so wet. It plunged right in so he was balls deep in her, and his belly was against her pussy.He held himself there, and could feel the warmth of her cunt around his cock. He drew out slowly, and saw her juices slick on his shaft. Slowly he entered her again, and then started to fuck her at a steady pace, occasionally shafting her hard, so his balls slapped against her asshole. She jerked her hips back at him, and really drove her pussy onto his dick. He knew he was getting closer to coming, and said so.“Do you want me to come inside you, is that okay?”“No, I want Alan to come inside me, and I want you to do it over me as Alan fucks me.”He fucked her for a while longer but kept the pace slow, occasionally building up to an orgasm then controlling himself so he wouldn’t blow his load inside her. Eventually he pulled out and positioned himself beside her as Alan got between her legs.He watched as her husband slid his cock into her and started to fuck her, and she started to wank him, pulling his cock against her tits. He loved seeing her nipple rubbing against his knob, and he rubbed his palm over her breast, down her belly, to her pussy to rub her clit and he let his fingers slide against Alan’s penis and felt his hardness rubbing against the side of his hand.“Move up a little” she said. He did, and she took his cock in her mouth and sucked gently on him as he masturbated her. She licked very slowly around his cock head and glans. Alan watched his wife lick another man’s cock and said he was going to come soon. He started fucking her harder, and Simon watched her boobs slide up and down her chest as she took the pounding. Her mouth was still on his cock, and he felt his orgasm approaching as well. Alan slowed, stiffened and groaned deeply as he came inside her, and pumped her in rhythm with his spunk unloading into her pussy.She let Simon’s cock out of her mouth and grasped it and wanked him hard as she felt Alan’s spunk rush into her. Her mouth was open and she wanked Simon’s cock into her face, and watching Alan coming, tipped Simon over the edge, and he came too. Elaine felt his cock pulse in her hand, and looked at it to see his come, and she did. He spurted onto her chin as his cock started pumping, then stream after stream of white come flew out, and covered her cheek, and then her tits as she pointed his cock down. She was closely watching the head of his cock as he spunked all over her and moaning as if she was coming again. She kept wanking him like an expert and drew out all his come onto her body until he was spent. He let his breath out slowly as he felt the feelings still rushing through his cock, but subsiding. She kept gently stroking him, and then wanked his cock into her open mouth so a drop of his sperm dropped onto her tongue and closed her mouth around his cock. It felt painfully sensitive as she sucked on him, tasting his spunk.Alan withdrew from her and he saw some thick drops of come on the tip of his cock. He immediately went down and licked her tasting her juices mixed with his own. She let Simon slip out of her mouth, and his cock trailed across the spunk on her cheek, smearing it down the way. He groped her tits and smoothed his come over her nipples. Alan saw this and did the same, getting Simon’s spunk all over his hands.Simon then relaxed back onto the sofa and watched Elaine lying there covered in his spunk, savouring the sight.She trailed her fingers through the thin film of sperm, down to her cunt and started to finger herself, shoving several fingers into her hole. Pulling her fingers out, she offered them to Simon to taste. He leant forward to took her slim fingers into his mouth and tasted her juices, and could still recognise the taste of spunk. His own and Alans.“Thanks for coming, we’ll do it again sometime, maybe even at work. You never know.”

Morning Ass Licking

I woke up on my stomach hearing the alarm clock at 7:15am. I looked over at him and lifted up a little to come over to him lying on his back. I kissed him after saying good morning then smiled at him, to let him know I wanted him to do what I find irresistible for him to do for me in the morning.

I fell back onto my stomach spreading my legs pulling a pillow under my stomach as I bent my knees a little and he crawled behind me grabbing hold of my legs still in black fishnet stockings from the night before.

I had my ass in the air and I buried my head into my pillow as I felt his warm dripping tongue briskly move over my asshole. I groaned and sighed as I take extreme pleasure in his tongue beginning to move all over my ass crease and I could feel his saliva starting to coat my asshole. He was moaning persistently as he gave me the impression that he tremendously loved licking on my asshole.

I said to him, “That’s it baby tell me you love licking my ass.”

He replied with his face still in my ass, “Oh I love fucking licking your ass baby, your ass is so…..um umm it’s so wonderful.”

I add, “Ya let me hear you worship my asshole while you lick me honey.”

He then began to go on and on about how much he loved it while he consumed it passionately.

I had never considered having anyone actually lick my asshole before and he had just started doing it to me. I remember the shock and awe I had when I first felt what he was doing to my asshole with his tongue.

He said he had never done it to anybody else before or wanted to but he for some reason or other he couldn’t resist wanting to always stick his tongue there. I’m not into getting fucked in the ass but the shear depravity of him loving to lick on my asshole turns me on to the ultimate levels. I’d never thought I’d have such a hot guy like him being so willing and eager to want to lick on my shit hole. He doesn’t care about the smell or taste he says he love doing it anyways.

I’d started setting my alarm clock for 45 minutes early so that I can have enough time in the morning to let him fully clean out my asshole. He loves licking my asshole almost more than I adore him licking it so I never have to hesitate to ask him to lick it for me.

I cherish going to bed and waking up to his tongue in my asshole. I have him lick me slowly and softly for about 15-20 until I’m completely awake and then he can begin licking both my holes as eagerly as he wants until I cum all over his face.

Today was no different as for about 20 minutes I lied there with my ass in the air and my mouth open moaning softly, as I lightly held his head with one hand and the pillow with the other.

After 20 minutes of his tender soft licking and munching on my asshole was over I was grabbing the pillow and his head tightly yelling for him to lick me faster and harder, and to dig his tongue deep into both of my holes until finally orgasmed all over his face close to 8 o’clock.

After I did I looked back at him still indulging in my holes and I felt so delighted at his love for my asshole and pussy I pulled his head out my ass and rolled over onto my back and said, “Oh I love he so much sweetheart, her finish drinking up my juices then let’s get up.”

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