Bus Stop Blowjob

I hadn’t been sitting at the bus stop long when a rather rough and muscular
man with a beard and plaid work shirt and jeans sat down next to me. It was
just beginning to get dark. The long shadows had disappeared, and the weak
light of a closed auto parts store accross the street cast a moonlike glow
over the nearby trees and shrubbery. I nervously pulled my purse nearer,
looking down.
“What’s your name?” he asked.
“Barbara,” I replied, my eyes glancing up at him and then back down to my
hands. His eyes had met mine for only an instant, but I could tell his gaze
had returned to examining my breasts under my red cardigan sweater. I suddenly
felt totally nude. Continue reading Bus Stop Blowjob

Laundry Sex Story

I had just finished toiling over my dirty clothes at the laundromat, and had
piled my stuff together to take home. I live only a few blocks away, and
usually walk when it is as nice outside as it was last night.

I must have looked like I was overloaded, carrying my laundry, because a
car pulled over next to me. “Do you want a ride?” said the girl behind
the seat of the purple VW Bug. Well, who am I to say no, right? So I
got in her car. “Thanks,” I said, not thinking of much else appropriate
at the time. She said, “I’m Andrea–where are we going?”

I gave her my address and of course within moments we had arrived. Andrea
asked if she could help carry anything. Well, it seemed to me like she
was already carrying herself really well. Pretty face, sandy blond hair,
a white t-shirt and denim mini-skirt, she looked pretty nice. But, who am
I to say no, right? So she carried a few of my shirts. Continue reading Laundry Sex Story

Sex Party Virgin

The evening was not going well and Cheryl knew it. Only eighteen,
she had almost passed out when a college junion had asked her here.
Telling her mother and father that she was going to a girlfriends house
for the night, she met her date, Billy, at a convenience store near her
home. Just getting in the car made her feel much older than her years.
Now, several hours later, sitting on a couch in a crowded
fraternity house, she was feeling like eighteen again. Continue reading Sex Party Virgin

Solo Masturbation Story

Jill attends Boston University and had been dating Eric for 3 months,
that is until yestrday when he broke up with her. He was seeing some other
chick on the side. Jill, a senior, and 21, had never had such good sex as
she had had with Eric. She already missed that part of their relationship.

Jill is a gorgeous 5’6” dirty bonde with medium length hair and a
perfect body. her legs are trim, yet quite toned and her ass was also a
magnificent sight. Jill has a pair of nice supple tits and a sexy belly
button. Let’s put it this way, Jill probably could have hooked up with
anyone she wanted too at BU. It’s a shame such girls are so picky! On
this Thursday afternoon, Jill had just finished her Biology lab and was
headded back to her dorm in the late afternoon cold- must have been 10
degrees. Her roommate, Jenn (another beauty), had already left for the
weekend to go to UCONN, where her boyfriend attends graduate school. Continue reading Solo Masturbation Story

hardcore pissing

Piss-hard
An Erotic Story

I woke up this morning, with a piss-hard-on. This is NOT
unusual for me, as I find it harder to hold my bladder all night
long as I get older, and still ignore the call of nature in the
morning.
I turned over, and cuddled up to my wife, Marsha. At 32
years old, she is no longer the teenager’s wet-dream she was when
I first married her, but she still has a body to put most models
to shame. Even more exciting, the smooth sexy feel of her skin,
and the heady aroma of her silky long brown hair were always
enough to give me ideas, even when I don’t already have a hard-
on.
“Are you at that ‘thing’ again?” giggled Marsha, squirming
back at me, trying to trap my swollen prick between her legs,
where it would do both of us more good. Marsha may not be the
incredibly oversexed barely-pubescent little girl who had trapped
a 16-year-old into marriage, with her insatiable appetite for sex
that had swamped even me; but she still liked to fuck almost as
much as I do. Even two children, and almost nineteen years of
constant sex in marriage had only dampened her sex-drive down to
minor nymphomania. Of course, the thing that STILL amazed me
constantly, was that this incredible creature’s sex-drive all
centered on ME. I still can’t believe I’m so lucky, and I
constantly strive to let her know it.
Two minutes later, we were fucking like bunnies. After two
times the previous night, you might think we would slow down, but
why should we? Even approaching menopause hasn’t slowed my wife
down, and I don’t expect to slow down myself, until I’m at least
ninety years old. Probably not even then.
There’s one trouble with a piss-hard on though. It actually
interferes with the real thing. I couldn’t get off. Marsha was
just finishing her third orgasm, when I finally had to pull out
in disgust. The pressure from my bladder was tickling my
prostate, and interfering with my concentration. Yes,
concentration. After getting off twice the night before, and not
being particularly sexually-neglected anyway, it took some effort
on my part to work up to an orgasm. Usually, I could do this by
imagining I was fucking some cute young teenager, or even pre-
teen, like my wife had been when we first met. Marsha doesn’t
mind, sometimes even working such fantasies along with me. Only
as I said, this time it didn’t work.
My prick softened and slipped out of my wife with a soft
“slurp.” Damn, I was annoyed!
Telling my wife to, “Hold that pose,” I dashed into the
bathroom; trying to get there before the bladder-pressure made me
wet the floor. I heard Marsha giggle, as she “held that pose.”
Damn, again! For what must have been the fortieth time, I
resolved to finish the rough-in place for a second bathroom in
the basement. The bathroom was already occupied by my 16-year-
old daughter taking a shit, and I barged right in on her, as the
bathroom door had come loose several years ago, and I had never
bothered to replace it.

1

Since nobody in our house wears any clothes at night, it was
no surprise to see that Marie was as naked as I was. Nicely
formed breasts, and a furry “vee” showed that my daughter was
more developed than her mother had been, when she started having
sex, even though I knew Marie was still a virgin; as a couple of
times she had teased both me and her big brother by actually
showing her open crack, so we could see right up to her hymen.
Marie may not be fucking, like her mother had been doing much
younger than she was, but that doesn’t mean she isn’t interested
in sex. She just wants to save her virginity for marriage and
babies with the man she loves. (Yeah, I know it’s an old-
fashioned idea, and she doesn’t get it from her parents, but we
don’t discourage her either.)
All this to one side; my bladder pressure was so extreme, I
was about to pull over and pee in the sink, or possibly the tub,
right in front of my not-so-innocent young daughter, when she
stopped me. “Oh Daddy!” she sighed in disgust at me for not
thinking of what was obvious (to her). “Come here.”
My eyebrows went up, but I did go over to the “throne” where
Marie was just dropping a fat turd in the bowl. I knew she was
unable to get up, and for a second I wondered if she wanted me to
pee between her legs, while she sat there. Especially, once she
told me to, “Now you just ‘Use the toilet,’ like you were going
to, just as if I wasn’t here.”
I was about to actually try; hoping I could aim my prick
closely enough to not get her ALL wet, while I peed between her
legs, when my little girl leaned over, and swallowed my prick! I
couldn’t believe it. The thought of pissing between her legs,
was naughty enough, but this?
Marie looked up from where my prick was warmly ensconced in
her sexy little mouth, and mumbled, “Mmmmm, Mmmmd!” I took this
to mean something like, “Come ON! I haven’t got all day!” so I
did it. Yes, I peed in my little girl’s mouth.
Surprisingly, Marie didn’t either pull off, or force herself
forward so I could pee down her throat. She seemed to actually
ENJOY the taste of my urine on her taste-buds, and she ran her
lively little tongue around my prick, as if she was savoring the
flavor. Obviously, this was NOT the first time she had ever done
something like this, but I was not inclined to ask at the time
when she had done it before, or how many times. I just stood
there in somewhat a state of a shock, and let it flow. As I was
doing so, I heard my daughter let go a stream of her own piss.
For a moment, it seemed as though I was pissing right through my
daughter’s body. Actually, I think that was the impression my
little girl was trying to give me. Or perhaps, she liked the
idea of her father pissing though her, and it was HER turn-on.
At least I didn’t have a hard-on any more.
Only Marie didn’t stop at just drinking my piss. Once I
stopped peeing, and the last drops oozed out on her tongue, she
wrapped her sexy lips around my penis, and started sucking on me
like an experienced whore. Back and forth; up and down; with her
lively little tongue slithering around the tube on the bottom,
until I was fully erect, with a true hard-on, and not some piss-
hard imitation.

2

“There!” said Marie with some satisfaction, as she placed
one last kiss on the now proud paternal erection in front of her.
“Now you go back in there, and give Mom what she’s waiting for;
now that I’ve fixed you up for her.” She turned back to wiping
herself up, and starting to run the bathwater; ignoring my
shocked look. An amused glint ran through her eyes, but
otherwise she ignored me.
I sighed; grinned at my incredible young daughter, and
followed her advice; heading back for the bedroom, where Marsha
was probably still waiting impatiently. On the way, I almost ran
into my 18-year-old son Mike, (Yes, and my name is Marty
Morgan. . . People call us the “M&M’s.” And yes, it’s
deliberate.) heading for the bathroom, with a piss-hard-on of his
own, sticking out from HIS groin like a pipe sticking out of a
wall.
Mike grinned at me, when he saw his father coming OUT of the
bathroom, with as big an erection as he was going IN with. “I
see Marie got to you too, didn’t she Dad?” he remarked, before
waving me into the bedroom with Marsha. “I bet Mom needs that
pretty bad by now,” was his only other comment before vanishing
into the bathroom where his naked little sister was making
splashing noises in the tub.
Marsha was grinning when she saw the proud erection I had
brought her. This time I deliberately did NOT close the door, so
we could both listen in to the sexy squeals and yelps coming from
across the hall, while I slid in and out of my wife’s hot little
hole; and she squeezed me with a snatch that was still amazingly
tight, for a woman of her age. We both were incredibly hot; just
imagining what our two oversexed offspring were probably doing in
that tub together.
It’s amazing what two horny teenagers can do in the way of
sex-play, without actually fucking cock-in-cunt; or the boy
getting the girl pregnant. I imagined that our two kids were
probably going to explore every one of those possibilities. I
blew a thick sticky wad of sperm in my sexy wife’s belly, just
thinking about it; while she climaxed around me in a matching
orgasm.
“Whoo,” Marsha finally panted in my ear, “if our little girl
is going to get you all THAT excited, then I see I’m going to
have to have Marie warm you up a little more often, from now on!”
Well, as you can guess, I didn’t exactly disagree.

19 yo virgin 1st time sex

Archive-name: First/nineteen.txt

Archive-author: Karl Auerbach

Archive-title: 19 Year-old Virgin

Was it really almost 20 yrs ago? Doesn’t seem like it. I can remember.

Nineteen years old and still a virgin. Now that’s something you

don’t want to get around to the rest of your shipmates. But

hey, I was a little drunk and looking for sympathy when the subject of

last piece came up. I was only temporarily assigned to the ship and

wasn’t really part of the group. They let me tag along sometimes and

that’s why I was there when the subject came up. So I told them I was a

virgin. Got LOTS of sympathy. I’m just glad it was a small bar. I

didn’t have a lot of laughter to run through getting out of the place.

It was about three weeks later when Bill came up to me on a

Saturday night and asked if I wanted to hit some bars. I was

bored and, of course, ever hopeful Miss Right would be out there and

said OK. Since we heading out on a cruise the following Monday, I

figured I better get some shore leave in before we shipped out. Bill

jokingly said Maybe we’ll get you laid tonight. Yeah, right. In a pigs

eye.

We took off and headed down the strip (every Navy town has

one). I was driving my relatively new 68 Skylark; relative

since it was 1973 and the car was ‘new’ to me. Bill said Fuck it, let’s

try someplace else. Someplace where there aren’t a lot of sailors

ruining the place. Sounded good to me so I let him lead the way. We

drove around Newport quite a while with Bill giving directions. I had a

feeling he was looking for someplace in particular but didn’t really

care. Finally he directed us into a parking lot and we went into the

adjacent bar.

Jesus, this place looks dead I said. Bill told me to just wait

and we took a couple of seats at the bar. We had a couple of

beers while the place started to fill. Most of the newcomers were older

women. At 19, any woman is older; these looked to be over 30 with an

occasional over 40 mixed in. Very few men which made me wonder if Bill

had picked a lesbian bar (I hate that terminology). It was still kind

of early and we were working on our third beer ( I was, Bill was on 4

or 5) when Bill grabbed my arm, lifted it in the air, turned to the

mostly female population at the bar and said I have a virgin here, how

much do I hear? All I could think of was How could I let myself be

embarrassed like this again? I steeled myself to slink out amongst the

expected laughter when I noticed there wasn’t any. Looking around, all

I saw was expectant and, in some cases, hungry looks. I grinned

sheepishly at the wolves and said nothing, just kept sipping my beer.

Being 19 and not a professional drinker, the beer started

having its effect. I remember talking to a lot of the women

there (the beer relieved some of my inhibitions) but was not attacked

by any of them. The band started playing and I danced with the women I

was speaking with. During one dance, I noticed a new woman enter the

bar. Beautiful! About 34, 5’6, brunette, and a body that would knock

you socks off. She was obviously a regular since she said hi to almost

everyone there. I didn’t pay much attention to her since she looked so

damn good. Figured my chances, coupled with my inexperience and age,

were nil (typical of ALL my thinking about girls/women at that time).

The woman I was dancing with saw me looking and just smiled.

After the dance was over, my partner excused herself saying she

had to talk with some friends. I went back to the bar and

talked a while with Bill. I noticed that my last dance partner was

talking to the brunette but I didn’t think anything of it. Next thing I

knew I was being tapped on the shoulder. Turning around I almost

choked on my beer; it was the brunette asking me if I wanted to dance.

Nodding my affirmation (thank God I didn’t have to open my mouth and

make a fool of myself) I followed her out to the dance floor.

We spent the next few hours dancing and drinking until the bar

closed. Bill left with one of the women we had talked to

earlier with the parting shot Give her hell! Mary (the brunette) simply

smiled at him and leered at me. I figured she was only flirting and

nothing would come of it. When it got down to us and a few other

clients, Mary asked if I would give her a ride home. Sure, I was hoping

but figured my typical luck would hold out and nothing would happen.

It didn’t take long before I was totally lost. I kept following

her directions figuring it’s her house, she knows the way.

Suddenly she said turn right here! I turned the car onto a dirt road

and quickly had to hit the brakes. Before me were rows of corn stalks

with no house in sight. She reached over, turned off the ignition, and

said I understand you’re a virgin. I’d like to do something about

that.

Now, a note of clarification on my virginity. I had dated a

girl during my senior year in high school and we got pretty

serious. Without going into detail on how it happened (another story,

perhaps?) we experimented our way into heavy petting, and graduated to

some mild oral sex (no orgasm this way, at least for me) and mutual

masturbation. Both being Catholic and in HS, the guilt, paranoia, and

down right fear of pregnancy kept us from going any further. The same

guilt and paranoia always infected our trysts and made them less

enjoyable. I digress but it is important to the story.

I was terrified! I wanted her so bad but my fear of failure,

self, etc. was almost overpowering. She slid over to my side

(thank God I didn’t have bucket seats!), put her arms around my neck,

and we started kissing. The new moon, hanging low in the eastern sky,

provided a pale surrealistic light to the situation. She slid her

tongue inside my mouth and played with mine in a way that promised

greater things to come. But still, I was petrified. I knew this was it;

it was finally going to happen. Technically I knew what to do (I’d seen

pornos, read books, practiced by myself) but I was so nervous I

couldn’t think what to do first. She broke the kiss and said This

really IS your first time, huh? All I could do was nod. Couldn’t even

mention the little I had done in high school. Well, we’ll just have to

find something to do to calm you down, she said. Right, got any

phenobarbitol? I’m 19, finally gonna get laid, and she thinks she can

calm me down? Good luck.

She again started kissing me, that wonderful tongue playing

intricate games in my mouth. Her hands unbuttoned my shirt and

started caressing my chest and occasionally venturing down to my

stomach and the start of my pants. My cock was straining and almost

screaming at me to get started. Tentatively I reached out and cupped

her breasts. She moaned, reached both arms behind me and crushed

herself against me. I almost passed out! This was too good to be true!

No begging or pleading, just someone who wanted it as much as I.

Somehow I got her shirt unbuttoned and began caressing her breasts.

MAGNIFICENT! She broke our embrace, reached behind and unsnapped her

bra. She smiled at me as her breasts tumbled free, grabbed my head from

behind, and pulled me down to those globes. I was lost in between them!

I kissed and sucked her tits, going from one to the other, slathering

them with my tongue without touching her nipples. She lay back moaning,

crushing my head to her breasts. Finally, I began running my tongue

around her nipples first in large circles which gradually became

smaller until my tongue was flicking across her nipple. Slowly, I drew

the nipple into my mouth and began to suck on it. The pressure of her

hands on my head increased and I tried to suck as much of her breast

into my mouth as I could. I went back and forth between those melons

driving both of us into a frenzy.

By this time my dick was in extreme pain. I knew I had to do

something to relieve the pressure but felt I needed to do more

to please her. I remembered one of my shipmates telling how he

preferred cunnilingus before entry to help excite the woman and reduce

the amount of stroking required for her to reach orgasm. And believe

me, I was determined that she would also reach orgasm. I began running

my tongue down her chest to her stomach and back to her breasts. I was

curious if she wanted me or even would let me go down on her. Taking

her louder moans as an un-official endorsement, I began to undue her

pants. She lifted her ass and helped me pull her pants down and off. I

began to go lower toward her cunt when she pulled my head away, looked

into my eyes, and asked Do you know what you’re doing? Not wanting to

spoil the situation by saying something stupid I simply nodded. I

thought you were a virgin? she asked. I mumbled something about reading

a lot and she chuckled in a very sexy manner and said go ahead.

I again lowered my head to her stomach and continued running my

tongue around the area, occasionally dipping below into her panties and

dramatically increasing her moans. I grabbed her panties and slowly

drew them off. She twisted in the seat so that her head rested on the

passenger side arm rest with her legs spread on the seat (thanks mom

for not letting me buy that sports car!). Starting at her knees, I ran

my tongue down her legs to where her cunt hairs just started tickling

my nose. Knowing that I should start at her clitoris (thanks to

Everything You Wanted To Know About Sex But Were Afraid To Ask), and

the general location, I used my tongue to explore until I found it. I

started flicking her clit with my tongue and sucking it into my mouth.

She arched her hips, grabbed my head, and crushed it against her cunt.

Whatever I lacked in experience I tried to make up for in effort. I

kept sucking gently on her clit, my saliva mixing with her juices,

until she was soaked. Leaving her clit I moved down and began tonguing

her vagina. Taking a deep breath, I shoved my tongue as far into pussy

as it would go. She mashed my head against her moaning Jesus, a natural

pussy eater! Hearing that drove me wild! I began thrusting my tongue in

and out with short trips back up to her clit. I just couldn’t get

enough of it with her moaning how good it felt and kept fucking her

cunt with my tongue.

Finally, I’d had enough. Not that I couldn’t continue doing

that, I just couldn’t take the pressure on my cock. Breaking

her iron-like grasp on my head, I pulled back and began taking off my

pants. She smiled at me and said Now it’s my turn. NO! I almost

screamed, I couldn’t take it! She smiled knowingly at me and laid back

down on the seat again spreading her legs. This was it. The moment of

truth! I knelt between her legs and she reached down and grabbed my

cock. I almost died! Just having someone else besides me touch my cock

was fantastic. She stroked it back and forth a few times muttering it

feels sooo nice! Grabbing my cock, she pulled me towards her and down

to her pussy. Without letting go of my cock, she slowly worked it into

her pussy grabbing my ass with her other hand. I couldn’t believe the

sensation! Rosie Palm and her five sisters NEVER felt like this! When

she had all of me in her, she let go of my cock, grabbed my ass with

both hands, and moved her hips up and down against me. At last I was

fucking a woman! I started getting carried away and thrust with all my

strength against her, her hands on my ass pulling me deeper into her

pussy.

I knew I couldn’t take much more of this. Feeling an orgasm

start, I shouted STOP! Too late, I started coming inside her

but held myself very still hoping I could control how much I came. She

looked up at me and asked Did you come? A little, I replied. Smiling,

she stroked my cheek and asked Do you want to stop? I shook my head no

and started stroking my still hard cock inside her. Now I understood

one of the benefits of being 19, healthy, and incredibly horny: once

just wasnot going to be enough! I also noticed that the first little

orgasm seemed to deaden the sensations in my cock. Realizing I could

now fuck her without worrying about coming too fast, I went at it with

a renewed gusto. She looked at me and moaned I don’t believe it! My ego

soared! I was Tarzan dominating Jane! I was the fulfillment of the male

image! Marlboro Man look out! I’m riding this mare to the sunset! I

kept up the pace, going in and out, as deep as I could, her writhing

and moaning driving me to animal passion that almost scared me. Her

hips thrusting back at me met my every stroke with equal, passionate

force. Suddenly, she grabbed me around the hips with her legs, and

sinking her teeth into my neck, began to come. Her vagina clamped down

on my cock and I could feel it pulsate in rhythm to her body

convulsions as she became lost in the throes of her orgasm. I couldn’t

believe that I had actually done that to a woman.

She held on to me long after the orgasm subsided, my cock still

hard inside her. Finally she relaxed her legs and let me pull

out of her. I didn’t want to leave that warm, marvelous cavern but my

arms were shaking from holding myself up. I sat back on the seat with a

silly grin on my face. She sat up, saw the grin, and chuckled Well, how

was it? Still grinning I replied WOW, it’s a lot better than I thought!

She laughed and snuggled up to me, her breasts pressing against my arm.

I lit a cigarette for both of us and we sat there in silence smoking.

She finished half of hers and snubbed it out. Leaning back against me,

she started stroking my thigh and said Well, we can’t go with you only

having a little orgasm. How about a big one? I was shocked! My high

school escapades previously mentioned always ended with one orgasm no

matter how good it was. Now here was a woman asking if I wanted more. I

don’t think I can relate the male ego boost that occurs even today upon

hearing that! I looked at her, nodded and said I don’t know if I can

come again. She looked me in the eye and said Let me worry about that.

Using both hands she gently forced me back until my head lay on

the driver’s side armrest, my legs spread on the seat. Being

obviously of a vengeful nature, she began running her tongue down my

legs and around my stomach being careful to avoid my crotch. I moaned

and writhed under her ministrations, thrusting my hips involuntarily

into the air. Finally, after one tongue excursion down my thigh, she

began tonguing my balls. She went back and forth between them getting

the hairs soaked with her saliva. She suddenly stopped, looked up at

me, and took my left testicle into her mouth. She sucked on it softly

and stroked it with her tongue. Letting it slide sensuously out of her

mouth, she repeated with the right testicle. She went back and forth

between them, sometimes using her mouth to fuck my balls, sliding them

individually in and out, in and out. She stopped, and taking a deep

breath, took both balls into her mouth at the same time, gently

stuffing them in with her hands. The sensation was overpowering. My

cock felt more engorged with blood than ever before; bouncing up at the

sky with every beat of my heart. I squirmed repeatedly underneath her

which seemed to drive her into a heightened frenzy. She kept sucking on

my balls like she couldn’t get enough, her eyes constantly open and

watching my reactions.

Suddenly, she pulled back slightly and let my balls pop out of

her mouth. She began running her tongue up and down on the

underside of my cock. Occasionally she would wrap her lips as much as

possible around the side of my cock and suck it or stroke her lips up

and down, pausing close to the head. She opened her mouth and placed my

cock inside on her tongue rubbing it all around without closing her

mouth. I’d only seen this done in porno movies and experiencing it was

almost unbearable. She grabbed my cock with her hands and closed her

mouth about the head, slowly sucking it in until she had about half of

it in her mouth. She kept it there, sucking on it like a popsickle, her

eyes glued to mine savoring my every reaction. She closed her eyes and

started stroking her head up and down on my straining cock, going

deeper and deeper with every stroke, until finally all of my cock was

buried in her mouth. She ground her face against my stomach, twisting

her head back and forth, then returning to fucking my cock with her

mouth. This sure wasn’t going to take too long. Nothing in my previous

experience could possibly prepare me for this! I could feel my balls

swelling, getting ready to expel my juices. I grabbed her head and

twisted it up without removing my cock and told her I was going to

come. I thought she would pull away and let me come in the air like in

high school but I was wrong. I removed my hands from her head as she

mumbled a negative and increased her sucking up and down. Again I

grabbed her head and started helping her up and down on my cock. The

pressure kept increasing and increasing until suddenly, I began to

come! She thrust her head down on my cock, taking it as deep as before.

I shot jet after jet of come into her throat while she continued to bob

her head up and down on my deeply engulfed cock. It was like I couldn’t

stop coming and she couldn’t get enough. As the flow lessened, she

pulled her head back and began running my still spurting cock around

her face. The muscles in my body were shaking from my tensing them.

Finally I stopped and she took my softening cock back into her mouth,

gently licking and sucking it. She used her fingers to wipe off her

face and sucked off the collected come. We both fell asleep.

I woke up about an hour later, saw the time, woke up Mary and

said I’ve got to get back on board ship. We dressed and I took

her home. I laughed when it turned out her home was only three blocks

away from the bar. I asked her why we didn’t go to her house and she

said she didn’t want her husband catching us! I couldn’t believe it! I

asked her if we could get together again and she smiled at me and said

Who knows? You can find me at the bar. She kissed me tenderly and

walked into her house.

I went back to the bar after we got back into port about 2

months later but she never showed up. I drove by her house but

it was up for sale. Nobody at the bar knew what had happened to her or

when exactly she left. I’m happily married now with a wife that

fulfills my every fantasy and desire so I have no need to look for

another woman. Still, I guess you never forget your first experience,

especially one as wild as that one was. I hated waiting until I was 19

but in hindsight, it was well worth it! The message? Don’t discount

older women. Their capacity to please can be overwhelming and their

capacity to give can be bottomless.

Thanks Mary, wherever you are. I’ll never forget you.

Married Old Man and Sexy women

Exotic dream
By: m
Although I’m happily married for over 20 years, I have a strong sexual attraction to another woman. A married co-worker ‘ forbidden fruit ‘ especially this day in age. For over a year I have suppressed my feelings for Jane, but now the urge to tell her is growing stronger. So strong in fact that I find myself dreaming often about her in vivid explicit detail and waking up at 3 or 4 in the morning with a raging hard on. Sometimes I masturbate in order to go back to sleep, other times I fall asleep only to continue dreaming and wake up yet again with strong sexual images of Jane in my mind and the hard on still raging. I have this dream so often that I don’t know what part of the account below is from the dreams and what is from that semi-awake state when I can’t sleep due to the hard on. Here is my remembrance of our entire first sexual encounter (from my dreams). This encounter I called “erotic dream ‘ 69″ is a recurring theme and some nights certain pieces are more memorable and clear than others. Like many of my dreams, this one seems to start in the middle of an event, completely out of context. I never have any remembrance of what led up to this point or how we got here or even where we are specifically.
It starts like this: We are in a very romantic hotel room or Bed & Breakfast with a Jacuzzi. We brought all the essentials; candles, wine & cheese and bubble bath. I drew the bubble bath and you slipped in to the tub first while my back was turned, so fast I hardly noticed your naked body which disappointed me as this was the first time I had seen you without clothes. Romantic music was softly playing in the background. I quickly removed my clothes and immediately felt my cock becoming slightly erect. Most of the time, my cock is rather compact and up close to my body, as I become stimulated it will quickly grow into a semi-erect state and lengthen a few inches, dropping slightly as if it were freed from some imaginary harness. As I take a step it swings from side to side a bit. It feels good. I wanted to sit down quickly in the tub but the water was hot and as I paused I noticed you checking out my package. I liked the look you gave me. After a glass of wine and some cheese, I took the soap and started to wash your body, wow, it felt so good to run my hands all over your body. After washing your entire body you started washing mine. We were both careful to wash but not stimulate each others private parts, lest this turn into a quick fuck in a Jacuzzi (which can be kind of nice, but just not part of this dream).
It had been more than 25 years since I had seen or touched another naked woman other than my wife, in real life anyway. I lay on top of you in the tub and you open your legs and wrap them around me. It was then that our lips met for the first time. How strange for our first kiss ever to occur after being totally naked in a Jacuzzi. During that first kiss, my cock accidentally brushes up against the outside of your pussy causing you to moan slightly and you wonder if I am planning on entering you without any foreplay. You instinctively thrust your pussy up closer to my cock and for a brief moment my cock actually enters you about an inch before I quickly remove it. There is much to do before real sex begins. After deep passionate kissing I get out and put on a really nice soft comfortable robe and light a few candles and lay on the bed with my robe on. I was totally erect at this point and it looked a little funny, pushing the robe straight up in the air although over the next few minutes my erection diminished somewhat making it more comfortable to lie there and wait for you.
About 15 minutes later you emerged from the bath in your robe and lay on the bed beside me. I remove your robe immediately and then mine and lay on top of you and we begin to French kiss passionately. 30 years ago, I would have been rock hard since the moment we entered the room an hour ago and by now I would be ready to pop. Now, my cock retreats to a semi-erection when not being stimulated and wants to be brought back to life by your skillful mouth and hands. But lets not rush things. I offer a massage and you roll over on your stomach. I sit on your legs and my cock naturally falls in your ass crack. I proceed with a back massage, starting with your shoulders and moving down to your lower back. My semi-erection makes things difficult to manage physically ‘ it kind of gets in the way. It is either pointing down and touching the outside of your pussy which you find distracting when I am supposed to be working on a back massage or it wants to lay between your buttocks, which I find pleasurable. If I feel it touch your pussy lips or glance down and notice my cock next to your pussy lips, my cock springs back to life. As I massage your back I find my hard cock naturally slides between your buttocks. It slides slowly and sensually back and forth along your ass crack as I reach up to your shoulders and massage your back. By now, I am so stimulated that I need to be careful because just this sensation can easily make me explode all over your back. Rubbing your ass crack with my cock does little for you but it is driving me crazy.
You roll over and I carefully and slowly massage your breasts and work down from there; touching but carefully avoiding penetrating you with my fingers. I massage the outer area around your pussy lips and notice how soft you skin is between your legs. I brush against the outer portion of your lips with my fingertips and you jump a little from the sensation. I am kneeling next to you on the bed while I do this, my cock easily within grasp of your hands or mouth but you wisely avoid touching me. At this moment, the attention is totally on your massage. Since my cock is not touching your body it starts to calm down and the urge to cum diminishes which is good because I have big plans for the rest of the evening. You look over and notice that on the tip of my cock is a tiny bit of pre-cum, evidence of my high state of arousal which surprises you given that you barely touched me. Now it is my turn and I lay on my stomach and you give me a great back massage, reaching down between my legs occasionally and giving my cock a little squeeze and caressing my balls for just a second. I roll over and you start massaging my shoulders and chest. My nipples are extra sensitive and you touch them lightly and lick them until I can’t stand it ‘ the sensations are both ticklish as well as sensual. You lay on your back, spread your legs and I get on top of you in the missionary position. Instead of entering you, I lift your legs so that your pussy is angled up. You are so wet that if my cock approached at the normal missionary angle it would have slid right inside you. Instead I want to tease you by rubbing my cock between your wet pussy lips and the angle that I adjusted you to makes this possible.
We take turns looking at the action. I see my cock sliding back and forth between your gorgeous pussy lips. As I slide back I see your engorged clitoris responding to the attention as you get wetter. As I slide forward I see your pussy lips opening slightly and wrapping around the sides of my cock. All the while being careful not to penetrate you. I can only imagine that from your vantage point you see the head of my cock appearing and disappearing near your clitoris as I slide back and forth. I can only take the intense sensations for a few moments and I lower your legs and lay on to the bed next to you in the 69 position. Now, for the first time you take my cock firmly in your hands and slide my cock into your mouth while I begin to lick your pussy. The taste of your pussy juice on my cock turns you on as you slowly stroke the length of my shaft and put as much of my cock in your mouth as will fit. You gently cup and squeeze my balls and notice that they seem larger than a few minutes ago. I love the taste of your pussy and it is at this point that you have your first orgasm. I make my tongue hard and push it inside you as far as possible while you grind your pussy into my face and tongue.
Your back arches up and you squeeze your legs around my head as you lurch into orgasm. I pull my head away so that you can cross your legs and intensify the orgasm however I keep my fingers in your pussy and feel your pussy getting drenched. At this point you are totally involved in your orgasm and cease stroking or sucking my cock. I don’t mind as I enjoy giving you a great orgasm with my tongue and fingers. Your pussy gets even wetter and some of your cum drips down on to the sheets. After your orgasm you turn your attention to me and we roll over again in the 69 position but with you on top of me. This is my favorite 69 position because with your legs spread and your ass up in the air I have total access to your beautiful pussy. I can alternate between licking your clitoris, pushing my tongue inside you and fingering you. When my neck gets tired I just lay back and attend to your pussy with my fingers. By the same token, you have free access to my cock and move your head up and down on my shaft. You alternate between sucking and stroking my cock. Occasionally you pause to enjoy my licking and fingering your pussy.
I start to feel the urge to cum however I am stuck, you are on top, and you are in control. I don’t want to cum in your mouth, at least not so soon. I squirm and try to pull back or move my hips to the side to escape your grip. I warn you that I am going to cum. But you suck even harder and your head follows my penis as I try to pull away. You grip my cock tighter and stroke it faster, you feel me getting even harder inside your mouth, ready to explode at any second. I stop squirming and surrender to your control. Then just a split second before I cum you roll on your back and I sit up unable to concentrate on anything other than my throbbing cock. We both breathe a deep sigh and get ready for more. Once again, I get on top of you missionary style, my cock throbbing and me panting trying to catch my breath as I was sure I was going to explode inside your mouth just moments before. I take a deep breath and slowly spread your legs wide and place your feet over my shoulders. We slide a pillow under your ass and raise your pussy up, tilting you to just the right angle. You reach down and guide my cock to your pussy lips. I slowly, deliberately enter you while you reach around and grab my ass and slowly pull me deep inside. I know that if I move too quickly, it would have been all over. You moan as my rock hard throbbing cock gets buried all the way in. Damn, this feels good, I want to do this all night, but my cock is like a hair trigger, one good stroke and ! It could be all over. I slowly pull out and kneel down at your pussy, burying my face in your gorgeous, dripping wet snatch.
Eating your pussy is not only enjoyable for me but also gives me a moment for my cock to recover and as I kneel in front of your raised pussy I totally concentrate on pleasuring you. Your body shakes a bit as I pull my tongue out of your pussy. I briefly lick your clitoris then insert 2 fingers and find your G spot and begin to stroke it by alternating both of my fingers that are now buried deep in your pussy. You start to respond to this new stimulation. With my other hand I begin to gently but firmly massage the area on your belly just above your pussy and within minutes you erupt into your second orgasm. After an even stronger orgasm than the first, you pull me close and whisper in my ear, it is time for you to come inside my pussy. With your pussy still angled up in the air you once again take my cock with your hand and guide it to your drenched pussy. I push gently and your pussy opens to willingly accept my cock This angle allows the head of my cock to hit just the right spot inside you and with no more than 25 or 30 strokes we both cum together in a final shuddering orgasm and collapse into each others arms. As we lie together you tell me that you too had wanted to have sex with me for years but were afraid to admit your feelings to me. You confess that it all started with a dream years earlier you had about taking me to Disneyland. You know what they say about the quiet ones!

Me and 2 men

I awoke late Friday morning around 11:30am to find the sunlight gently
radiating into my bedroom. The glow that illuminated the room inspired
me to have my morning coffee while sitting at my window seat on the
second floor. As I reclined against the pillows, I felt the rays of
sun bathe my naked body in a glorious warmth. I saw the pool man
arrive and I watched him unload the necessaries to service the pool.
His appearance left me breathless, he was exceptionally handsome and
masculine. Gary, my husband, had been out of town for a week and I was
very restless and starved for sex. Seeing the pool man made me crave
the endless hours of lovemaking that I was sure Gary and I would share
upon his return home.

I knew only that the pool mans name was Mike. His skin was bronzed by
the sun, his hair was shoulder length and pulled back into a ponytail.
It was the blackest of black that I had ever seen. He was built well,
his arms and legs were muscular and looked very powerful. The tight
tan shorts he wore framed a rounded, tight ass, and a bulge up front
that made me stir as I watched him lift and carry his supplies to the
side of the house.

He usually made it to our house on Mondays and Wednesdays. I was never
at home when he was here, so I’d never had an introduction.. Gary had
asked him to come on Friday this week because we were hosting a
business function in our home the next day, and would be entertaining
poolside.

I wanted to get a closer look at him, he was very arousing to me. I
decided the best way to get closer was to go on down to the pool and
take in some sun. I went to my armoire to retrieve my bikini. As I
was tying the top around my back, I tried to imagine what he would be
thinking when he saw me in the tiny suit. After I was suited up, I
went to my mirror to make adjustments for the maximum
benefit…visibility! My image was highlighted by the subtle shadows
of my nipples and my pubic hair that the white bikini would allow to
show through.

My breasts are c-cup, and very high on my chest. The straps of the
bikini pulled them even higher and made them even more full, my
cleavage was exposed and looked very provocative. I wondered outloud,
“why have I always been so intrigued with my cleavage,” as I turned
sideways to see my flattened belly and rounded ass. They composed
perfection against my strong, toned legs and thighs. I adjusted the
thong that ran down the center of my ass so that it was strategically
placed in the center of my vagina. The thong skillfully spread my
vaginal lips exposing their pinkness. My blonde pubic hair that was
exposed was beginning to glisten with the moistness that had begun to
seep from deep within me.

I wasn’t really interested in having sex with Mike, I just wanted to
watch him look at my body. I wanted to see him get a rise in those
tight little shorts as he took in my desirability. I liked it when I
could dress seductively inducing men to admire my physique. I enjoyed
wondering what they were thinking while they looked at me, fantasizing
about what they would do to me if they had the chance.

I descended the staircase and walked towards the sliding glass doors
that lead to the pool. The marbled floor was frigidly cold and it
brought my nipples to full attention. As I felt them become firm, I
said aloud, “More for Mike to enjoy!” With that, I slid the door open
and stepped out into the open. The noise of the door opening prompted
Mike to look around for the source. His eyes caught mine as I
gracefully continued my walk around the pool to the lounges.

“Hello Mike, I don’t believe that we have had the pleasure of a formal
introduction, I’m Heather, Gary’s wife.” I extended my hand as he was
visibly shaken by my appearance. “Hello, I’m glad to meet you, Gary
has spoken of you before but I never imagined that you would be quite
so beautiful.” Mike was looking deep into my eyes, and I felt the
energy begin to build between us. His grip on my hand was strong as I
asked if it would bother him if I sunned myself while he worked. “I
hope that it’s not an inconvenience for me to be down here while you
are cleaning the pool, I don’t want to be in the way, so I’ll just lie
quietly so as to not to disturb you.” “It’s no problem at all Heather,
I’m sure that I would enjoy your company.” His hand left mine as I
turned to go to the nearest lounge. I felt his eyes watching me walk,
so I put a subtle emphasis on the sway of my hips.

I made my way to the lounge that was the closest to him. I wanted to
have a good view of Mike, while allowing him to easily see me laying
out. I sat on the lounge with my feet still on the ground, I felt the
excitement begin to rush through my body. I decided to go all the way
with this whole thing, so I put my hands behind my back to pull loose
the strings of my bikini. I looked up at him as my top slid down to my
belly exposing my bare breasts. He was watching me, his eyes alive
with pleasure. I let my lips form a soft smile as I returned his
steady gaze. He quickly went back to his work.

I laid down on the lounger slipping my bikini bottoms off as I did. My
soft blonde pubic hair shimmered in the sunlight, as I felt the warmth
of the rays caress my entire body. Mike was still busily focusing his
attention on the work before him, I knew that he wanted to look at me,
and I gave him every available opportunity to do exactly that. “Mike,
I hate to ask you such a overtly stupid question, but will you please
hand me that bottle of oil beside the diving board?” He turned towards
me, and I watched him glorify in the vision of my bare pussy and
breasts. “Sure, I think that I can handle that!” Our gaze on each
other was firm as he turned towards the diving board. I watched his
ass as it swayed slightly with each pace he took and I felt myself
become very aroused. My nipples became rigidly hard as he approached
me with the bottle of oil in hand. “Oh thanks, I don’t usually make a
nuisance of myself, but I didn’t figure that you would mind.” Mike
just looked at me with a very sexy grin that encouraged me to start up
a more “interesting” conversation.

I took the oil from his hand and popped the top, “I hope that you don’t
mind me laying out in the nude while you work?” I poised the bottle
directly above my left breast and let it drip down to coat my already
hard nipple, he watched as the oil oozed across the topside of my
breasts. “Well I guess that you could say that I don’t get to enjoy
this kind of company everyday, I am certainly not going to tell you to
put your suit back on.” He reached towards my breasts and began to rub
the oil into my nipple area with moderate pressure. I let my eyes
close as I felt his fingers caress the very tips of my nipple. “I
would like to add more oil to you if you don’t mind, I love the way
your breast looks now, I can only imagine what your cunt looks like
with the oil.” I opened my eyes to find him staring straight at me
waiting for my reply. My eyes involuntarily closed as I handed him the
bottle. What I felt for the next fifteen minutes or so was absolutely
luxurious.

I again watched as he held the bottle above my other breast and let
even more oil run down onto it. He watched as the droplets intersected
with my skin and slid down to my chest. He then squeezed small puddles
of oil onto my belly, legs, and the top of my pussy. I felt the warm
oil run down the inside of my inner thighs and onto my asshole. He
began to massage my breasts and belly with his slickened hands as I
felt my body release my fluid onto my vaginal lips. He talked about
how wonderful my body was and how much he enjoyed touching it. I said
absolutely nothing. He began his decent to my lower body, slowly
rubbing the oil deeper into my skin. I felt his cock getting harder as
it was pressed against the side of my torso. He began moaning slightly
with each stroke of his hands.

I closed my eyes as he let two fingers slide onto the center of my
pussy, I watched him savor the taste of my sweet juices on his fingers
after he had felt that I was very hot. I let him massage the oil onto
my pussy as well as my upper thighs. I kept my eyes closed and
imagined that what it would feel like if his cock were inside of me and
we were making love. His fingers caressed in small circular motions
over my thighs, he would then trace lines up to the opening of my pussy
and massage my clit. My body was moving gently against his hand while
I sighed and moaned in pleasure. I opened my eyes to see him gazing
fondly between my legs, he watched as he increased the pressure on my
pussy. “I don’t think that I have ever seen a more beautiful body than
yours Heather, I want to make love to you.” His statement was almost
in question form. I wondered what he was thinking…he knew Gary was
my husband, and I didn’t know how to reply.

It surprised me when circumstances were set up so that I didn’t have to
reply. I looked up at my bedroom balcony to see Gary standing there in
his swim trunks. He had a very subtle smile on his face that I knew
well. It suddenly donned on me that he had been standing there
watching for quite awhile. “Well Mike, how are you doing on this fine
summer day?. Gary said as he waved to me and began to descend the
staircase leading to the pool. Mike jumped franticly, I’m sure he was
frightful of what might happen next. “Oh Gary…yes, I have finished
with the pool, I guess I’ll be getting on my way now.” Mike was
beginning to move away from my naked body as Gary was coming towards
me. “I don’t think that there is any reason for you to leave now, I
mean, after all, I’m not here to rain on anyones parade…especially my
wife’s!” Mike was dumfounded as he searched endlessly for a reply, it
seemed as if hours had gone by before he finally spoke out. “I take it
to mean that you don’t mind what I was doing?” Gary came closer too
the both of us.

He looked at me and smiled a glorious smile, then turned to Mike,
“Michael, I don’t prohibit any man from enjoying Heather’s body, I
simply like to be there when it comes time for her to be fucked. “You
see Mike, Heather nor I believe in going outside of our marriage for
sexual intercourse, but I believe full well in letting others watch and
participate, to a point, while we do.” Mike seemed quite relieved as
he started back towards Gary and I, “I’m glad to know that, Heather is
a beautiful woman and I would consider it a pleasure if I could see her
get a bang from you!”

Gary reached down and pulled at one of my nipples, I let my head fall
back and arched my back so that he could show Gary how valid his words
were. Gary pulled his trunks off, his cock was already firm with
anticipation. He swung a leg over the chair and me so that his crotch
was right in front of my mouth. I leaned to the side to see Mike
watching closely. I smiled generously at him and returned my focus to
Gary.

I took his cock in my hand and lead it to my mouth. Starting at the
top, I licked all the way to his balls, increasing the pressure as I
went along. Gary’s eyes were closed as he began to push deeper into my
throat. Mike came around to our side so that he could get a better
view of all that what was going on. I was soaking Gary with my saliva
as he plunged deeper into me. He had taught me years earlier that I
have to relax when I performed fellatio, I was quite inexperienced
sexually when we first met. His exact instructions ran over and over
in my mind just as they always did. I always wanted to do everything I
could to please him. I had to curl my tongue to cover as much area of
his dick as I could, and when I felt ready, I should begin the suction
from the deepest possible point of my mouth. I also liked it when he
would pump my mouth just as he would my cunt. He would begin short
strokes, only allowing the tip of his head to enter my mouth, then
pushing deeper into my throat while I sucked him for all that he was
worth. I had to acquire a taste for his come, but before long I was
draining every drop from him, and enjoying it every bit as much as only
a true a connoisseur could.

Mike had his shorts dropped to his ankles, he was playing with his
balls with one hand and pulling at his nipple with his other. I
motioned for him to come in closer to Gary and me. Gary watched me as
I removed my mouth from him and began to lick Mikes cock with the tip
of my tongue. Mike put both hands on his nipples, he outstretched them
and started to twist and pull them. He was looking down at my mouth,
his eyes partially closed, as I took him into my throat.

“Oh Heather, I can tell that you like to suck dick, I knew that those
luscious lips were created with exactly that in mind.” Mike was
pumping deep into my mouth, I was sucking him harder with each stroke.
Gary began to move down towards my pussy, I could feel the wetness that
had built from our encounter. I knew that I was close to orgasm but I
wanted to wait until they could join me.

Gary spoke with a soft voice. “I hope honey, that you are enjoying
yourself, Mike seems to be doing wonderfully. While he is filling that
precious throat, I think I’ll put something in your box!” Gary asked
Mike to hold off for a moment as he helped me off the lounger. I knew
what was coming next and I couldn’t wait. I felt my legs tremble as I
stood to wait for Gary’s instructions. “Why don’t you get down on all
fours so that Mike and I will be able to take better care of you.” I
bent over and rested my body on my hand and knees. My ass was arched
high in the air so that both Gary and Mike could see the juices
dripping down my inner thighs.

Mike came up in front of me and also got down on his knees. “I like to
see you like this Heather, it makes it more pleasurable when I can see
your face while my dick is in your mouth.” With that I licked my lips
and opened my mouth wide for him to enter me. Gary was behind me
rubbing his cock against my pussy lips as I started sucking Mikes cock
with great strength. “Heather, your so wet, that makes me know for
sure that you like getting it from both ends!” I felt as if I were
about to explode, my legs were trembling with glory and I didn’t know
how much longer I could hang on.

Gary slid his rigid cock up into my tight cunt and began pumping only
the head. He knew that I liked to be teased, and he loved to keep me
on edge as to what was going to happen next. I was in total ecstasy,
Gary was pumping deeper and deeper into me and Mike was frivolously
fucking my throat. I had been involved with things of the like but
never had I experienced such a total release. Knowing that Gary had
been watching Mike and I playing increased my pleasure ten-fold.

Mike began to fuck my mouth with a fervor that wouldn’t stop, he was
pushing into me just like he would a pussy. “Oh Heather, I am going to
cum in your mouth…I want you to swallow all of it!” His voice was
shaky and broken. Gary chimed in as he grabbed the sides of my ass and
pulled me harder and harder onto him. “I hope that your ready to go
Mike, I’m fixing to blow my top too!” They both were giving it to me
with a force I had never experienced. I looked up at Mike, his eyes
were closed tightly as I felt his pressure increase.

I felt my pussy swell and tighten as I tried to hold off just a little
longer, but it was no use. I let out a low, deep moan as I felt my cum
gush and coat Gary’s cock. They both followed my lead and pumped
ferevishly…intensifying their plunges with every stroke. Gary’s
juices rushed forward into me and then began to flow back out onto the
ground, while coating both our legs. Mike’s juices shot out and
torpedoed the back of my throat. I couldn’t hold all of it and so it
seeped out and down the sides of my mouth. They both slowed their
motions to release all of their fluid into my pussy and mouth. I
tightened my suction on Mike’s cock, and my muscles contracted on Gary
so that I drained every last drop from them both.

They both pulled out and together they pulled me to my feet. My whole
body was shaky from the experience, so my balance wasn’t what it
usually was. Both Mike and Gary embraced me from their respective
sides…they held me for a moment. Gary broke the silence, “Mike,
after the party tomorrow we’ll probably need another cleaning…why
don’t you come by around 8pm?” Mike simply nodded in agreement. I
looked straight at him winked, and kissed him on the cheek. “See ya
then Mike, we will all know each other alot better after tomorrow
night…at least I hope so!” He looked down at me, “I look forward to
my next service call, I’ll definitely be here!”

While Mike turned and retrieved his belongings and supplies, Gary
gently placed a familiar kiss on my nose, and then my forehead. He
then reached for my hand, and we began to climb the staircase leading
to our bedroom. “I love you Gary darling, more than you could ever
know,” I cooed. “So what do you think babe, do you think Mike knows
that we have been fantasizing about this day since last summer?”, he
inquired. Gary had been away from me for a whole week and I longed to
lie naked next to his body. I squeezed his hand gently and said,
“Honey, why don’t we take a long nap, we’ll need to get rested up for
Mikes next service call.” We just looked at each other and smiled a
very satisfied smile, and laid down to do exactly that.

Archive-name: 3plus/3gmme.txt
Archive-author: Heather Dawson

THE GRADUATE ASSISTANT

Jason was in deep trouble and he knew it, he was on the verge of flunking Economics 1! Jesus Christ, why did he even take this stupid course, it had absolutely nothing to do with his major, and if he didn’t get at least a passing grade, he wouldn’t graduate this spring with his class, and what’s worse, he’d have to stay for the summer session and take it over again and he had plans to tour Europe with a couple of his buddies as kind of a last fling. While Professor Watters was known for his toughness, Jason figured he didn’t have anything to lose by doing a little begging for his academic life, so he scheduled an appointment with the professor for the following day. Right from the start he could see that coming here had been a big mistake, as Professor Watters was totally unsympathetic to his situation. “Study harder, Mr. Polk, that is the only advice I can give you,” Profesor Watters intoned cryptically, “I’ve never given a grade that a student didn’t deserve, and I most certainly won’t start now!!!” “Good day, Mr. Polk,” he said acidly, “I have a lot of work to do!”

Jason dragged himself out of his chair and trudged down the hall, trying in vain to think of a way out of his mess. While walking, a slightly round figure approached him in the hallway, it was Jaime Kurtz, Professor Watters graduate assistant. While always wearing thick glasses, Jaime was the ultimate bookworm, and at only about five foot two inches tall, her short frame was forced to carry in excess of 185 pounds, so she looked much like a walking bowling ball! Before they passed each other, Jason had a quick brainstorm, and in desperation played his last card, “Jaime, how ya doin” he asked easily, “nice lecture you gave today, I can see why the Professor has put so much faith in you!” Jaime stopped as she neared Jason, and asked eagerly, “Did you really like it, I put a lot of work into that lecture, I hope the students appreciated it!” “Oh, I know I did,” Jason replied, “it was very good, but there’s just one thing,” and he let his voice trail off. “What’s that” she asked quickly, “if there was something wrong, I could correct it before the next class.” “Oh, no,” he answered smoothly, “it’s just that, well, I just don’t seem to understand the material like I should, do you think that you could maybe give me a little extra help, I mean, I’d pay you for your time!!!” “Oh you don’t have to pay me anything,” she replied excitedly, “that’s what were here for, to help the students!” “Good,” he said, “then it’s settled, let’s get together tonight at your place to go over the parts I’m having trouble with, okay!?!” The meeting was quickly arranged, and Jason was set to meet Jaime Kurtz that evening in her apartment at eight pm.

“Nice place,” Jason commented, while sitting down in the living room of Jaime Kurtz. It was apparent from the look on her face, that Jaime was more than a little happy that she had such a handsome young man visiting her, and since she was sort of a “plain jane”, she didn’t have much of a social life with the opposite sex, and even if this wasn’t a formal date, she did have Jason Polk in her apartment all to herself! “Now, Jason,” she began, “what seems to be the problem?” “Well, Miss Kurtz,” he replied, “it’s just everything, I just don’t seem to get it!!!” “Please, call me Jaime,” she offered, “let’s find out exactly where you need the most work.” “Okay, Jaime,” he said, while opening up his Econ 1 text book, “why don’t you come over here and we can go over some of this stuff!” Jaime slid onto the couch next to him, and waited until Jason stopped at the chapter on globalization of free trade. Jaime was obviously in her element, because for the next five minutes she talked practically non stop about the interaction of governments and business on a world wide scale, while Jason, of course was paying absolutely no attention to any of her gobble-d-gook, and instead during one of her more boring moments, let his arm casually drape around the instructor’s shoulder. She didn’t seem to even notice, but Jason figured it was now or never, so he turned to face her, and shut her up with a hard full kiss on the lip, and while she was momentarily stunned, she quickly warmed to the occasion and returned the kiss with her full passion! He pulled away, looked her in the eyes, and lied, “I’ve been thinking about doing that since your first lecture at the beginning of the semester!” “Really,” she asked, “you should have said something a long time ago,” as she then kissed him again, but this time even more passionately! As they kissed, Jason let his hand roam all over Jaime’s breasts, kneading and cupping the big fat udders, making her moan as he tugged on her now distended nipples. “Let’s get out of these clothes,” Jason ordered, and without waiting for an answer, stood up and shed all of this clothing, leaving him standing in front of her totally naked, and with a semi hard erection just inches from her face! He leaned forward just a few inches, allowing the head of his penis rushed against her moist lips. She let her tongue trace a line all over his knob, and it jumped every time her tongue flicked over it, until finally, she opened her mouth and let it slip into her warmth, caressing it like it were a rare piece of china. Her vagina flooded with moisture with the big cock in her mouth, it had been so long since she had done this, and never with a cock as magnificent this!!! Although she was anxious to feel it inside of her pussy, she couldn’t help herself, and soon she had induced a cum flooding orgasm that filled her mouth with the warm sticky goo savoring it and swirling it in her mouth until finally swallowing it all down, leaving a warm satisfied feeling in her ample belly!

Jason was surprised at the skill that Jaime had shown at sucking cock, he had figured her for a real neophyte, not a expert on oral love making, and although she had a tubby little body, and wasn’t the most attractive girl in the world, he had to admit that that was one of the best blow jobs he had ever had! As she scrambled to get off her clothing, her massive breasts swayed back and forth while her areolas tipped with fat nubs, stood out like mini erections hanging over her soft round belly! Jason for the life of him couldn’t figure it out, but he was getting another erection just looking her, and he realized that he probably wanted her as much as she wanted him!!! “How do you want it,” he whispered to her, while he twisted her big nipples between his thumb and forefinger? “From the rear,” she answered fiercely, “I want to feel like I’m really being taken against my will!!!” Jason’s pecker jumped, at the thought of ramming her from the back, and he lined up his cock as she settled on the sofa with her big ass in the air, and her legs wide apart exposing her bulging vagina. Jaime’s fur ran all the way to her ass hole and her slit contrasted a bright pink surrounded by the dark brown bush. Jason let the head of his cock just slip inside of her cunt, and when he was ready, he lunged forward, burying his pecker all the way into her tight vagina, inducing a blinding orgasm on the first plunge, her cunt totally unprepared for the vicious assault the hard thick penis was perpetrating on it! In the next two or three minutes, Jaime had at least three stunning climaxes, with perhaps two or three smaller, if no less satisfying cums! On Jaime’s last orgasm, Jason roared out loud as his own climax tore through his loins and exited his penis into her steaming cunt, causing them to collapse together in a heap of sweat, fat, and cum on the over stuffed sofa!!!

Jason idly played with Jaime’s nipples and said, “I hope that you can help me with my Econ, ‘cuz you’re my last hope!” With a knowing look she answered, “I don’t think you’ll have any trouble, but it’s going to take a lot more private sessions to make sure you know the material!” “Do you think you’ll have time for me,” he said half mockingly?!? She smirked a little, leaned over and kissed his pecker, and replied, “I’ll make time!!!”