As he sat at his favorite table in a nearby restaurant eating his steak
dinner “she” walked in. She had shoulder length brown hair and the most
beautiful brown eyes he had ever seen. She was dressed in a floral pattern
dress that accentuated her body, with black seamed hose and 4″ spike heels.
From the moment he laid eyes on her, he knew that he had to do whatever it
took to get to know this beauty.

As he thought of the best approach to take, he tentatively made his way
over to her table. When she looked up at him with those piercing brown eyes,
he almost forgot what it was he was going to say. Quickly regaining his
composure, he introduced himself and said, “I just had to tell you that you
are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen”. She smiled and thanked him
for the compliment. She told him that she thought he was quite handsome as
well as she introduced herself to him. He asked her if she would join him
at his table and allow him to buy her dinner. She accepted with a smile as
he tried to be the gentlemen and held her chair. He pointed the way to his
table and followed her there, all the time watching the way her rear end
swing back and forth as she walked.

As they ate their meal and got to know each other a little better, they
completely lost all track of time. The next thing they knew, the waiter was
telling them that it was time for the restaurant to close. He offered to
drive her home, all the time wishing he didn’t live in the barracks so he
could invite her back to his place. She accepted his offer with that smile
that bedazzled him. As they drove, he kept glancing over at her and admiring
the way her black hose clad legs looked. He could almost swear that each
time he looked there was more leg showing as her dress rode higher up her
thighs, but he chalked this up to his over active imagination. When they
reached her house she invited him inside for a drink. He jumped at the
opportunity without a moments hesitation.

Once inside, she poured them each a glass of wine and they sat on the
sofa to continue their conversation from the restaurant. As they sat talking
and staring into each others eyes, they could feel the sparks from the
electricity that flowing within them. He slowly leaned over and brought his
lips together with hers ever so lightly. When she offered no resistance to
his kiss, he took the wine glass from her hand and gently set it down on the
coffee table. He slowly turned back and taking her head into his hands,
returned to those luscious lips. He felt her tongue lightly probing his lips
and opened his mouth so that his tongue could meet hers.

As their tongues jockeyed for position with each other he gently began
to caress her back and slowly worked his way down to the firmness of her
buttocks. He lovingly squeezed her ass before moving his hand back up and
around her body to capture her firm breast. When she offered no resistance
he slowly and teasingly began to open the buttons of her dress. After opening
the dress far enough to get a hand inside, he worked his way in to feel the
silky softness of her bra. He opened the next button in order to gain better
access and discovered that her bra was black lace that closed in the front.
He opened the closure hook and unbuttoned the dress down to her waist. As
they continued to kiss, he worked the dress and bra off her shoulders exposing
her ample bosom to his view. He was amazed at their firmness as they stood
practically straight out with no sag at all. They were capped off with her
erect nipples which were as thick as his pinky and stood out at least 1/2″.
These were surrounded by aureola the size of silver dollars and as pink as
the blush in her cheek. He had to fight his desire to just attack her tits
so that he could work slowly in order to give her the maximum amount of
pleasure possible.

He lovingly started to move his lips from hers and lick his way around
her jaw line and down her neck toward her breasts. As his lips were coming
down, his hands were cupped around each breast with his thumb and index finger
pinching and rolling her nipples. As his mouth came down her body he started
to plant little kisses all around the soft flesh of her mounds. When he
reached the apex of her mountains, he stuck out his tongue and started to
flick it across her nipple, slowly at first but increasing his speed as he
saw the effect it had on her. As he looked up at her face he could see the
ecstasy that she was feeling. He continued to alternate his ministrations to
her breasts going from one to the other until she grabbed his head and told
him she felt like she was going to cum just from his sucking her tits. He
stopped what he was doing only long enough to tell her that he didn’t mind
as long as she was happy. He told her his intention was to make her feel
better than she had ever felt in her life. He returned his attention to the
job at hand and continued to glance up at her face occasionally. Suddenly
she sucked in a deep breath of air and he could tell that she was almost
ready cum so he went for his big finish and squeezing her globes together, he
sucked both nipples into his mouth. This was all it took to send her over the
edge as she shouted out her orgasm.

Now it was time to work his way further down her body. As he unbuttoned
the rest of her dress he was delighted to discover that what he had thought
were black panty hose turned out to be black silk stockings held up by a sheer
black garter belt. This excited him even more than he already was because one
of his favorite sexual feelings was the feel of silk stockings on his lover’s
legs as they wrap around his body. She also had on the flimsiest black lace
panties that he had seen in a long time. He could feel the dampness of her
first orgasm as he slowly removed her panties, exposing her sparsely haired
slit. While he was removing her panties, he asked her if she had ever heard
of the hummingbird and she replied no. He said “well then, you just lie back,
relax and enjoy”. She was puzzled, but after what he had already done to her
she was willing to try anything new that he offered.

Starting at her heaving chest, he teasingly worked his way down her body,
planting little kisses everywhere he went. He completely bypassed her venus
mound as he worked his way down her legs and back up again. As he approached
her slit, he stuck out his tongue and lightly fluttered it over the opening.
Her legs opened in order to allow him access to her most private being. As
he positioned himself her legs he placed his thumbs on the lips of her vulva
and spread them apart to see the inner pinkness there. He found the tiny
button of her clitoris and flicked his tongue ever so gently over it. Her
hips involuntarily convulsed as she tried to push her pussy right up into his
mouth. He held her down and told her to relax because the best was yet to
come. He went back to his oral work while at the same time inserting his
finger into her hole. He gently took her love button between his lips and she
moaned out in sheer ecstasy. Then he did something that she had never felt
before. He started to hum. She couldn’t believe the feeling of the vibra-
tions and came almost immediately while bucked her hips uncontrollably. Even
after her orgasm, he didn’t stop his humming until she experienced her third
orgasm of the evening. As her orgasm subsided, he worked his way up her body
to see the reaction on her face to his special treatment.

Once she was able to catch her breath, she knew that she had to repay him
for the joy that he had brought to her. She reached down to feel the hardness
between his legs and knew what she was going to do. She pressed her lips to
his as she unbuttoned his shirt and started to play with the hair on his chest.
Once his shirt was open and off he worked her way down to his chest and return-
ed the favor of the attention he had paid to her nipples. During this time she
reached down and opened his trousers. Reaching inside she began to play with
his hard member. Not wanting to wait any longer, she stripped him of his
remaining clothing. She started to administer light kisses all over his body.
She told him to lie down on the floor. Leaning over him so that her breasts
hung down, she started rubbing those luscious mounds all over his body starting
at his chest and working her way down. As she reached the region of his hard-
ness, she could see it twitching in anticipation of what was to come.

Taking his cock into one hand and cuddling his sac with the other, she
slowly began moving her hand in an up and down motion, slowly lowering her
mouth to his rigid member. She stuck out her tongue and lightly flicked it
over the tip. She then moved down just under the rim and continued her tongue
movements. She slowly worked her way down the underside until she reached the
sac that contained his family jewels. She wrapped her voluptuous lips around
the right one and gently suckled it in her mouth. After about 15 seconds of
this she switched to the left one. She continued this back and forth motion
for about three minutes. Leaving his sac she worked her way back up the
underside of his organ until she reached the tip. Slowly she worked her lips
over the head and started down the pole. She gradually took more and more of
him into her mouth and throat. When she reached bottom, she started a steady
up and down motion while continuing to play with his nut sack. When she could
feel the beginnings of his orgasm boiling up in his balls she wrapped her hand
around the base of his cock and squeezed it, causing his pending orgasm to
subside. She then continued on with the blow job she was giving him. She
repeated this process about five times before finally deciding that she wanted
to see him erupt like a volcano. As he moaned out his pending orgasm she
removed her mouth but continued to pump him until he shot his load up into the
air.

As his orgasm subsided, they laid together on the floor resting, finger-
ing each others organs into arousal for the sex that each of them knew was
going to happen. As they looked into each others eyes, each told the other
how much they had enjoyed what had happened so far. He promised that the rest
would be just as enjoyable.

As their arousal reached a peak, they knew that it was time to pick up
where they had left off. He slowly reached over and cupped her breast as she
reached down for his manhood. When he reached the junction of her legs, he
could feel the wetness waiting for him to enter her. She pulled him over on
top of her and reached down between their bodies. As she guided his erection
into her waiting hole she spread her legs as wide as she could to accept him.
He slowly slid his cock into her sopping wet pussy and proceeded to administer
to her needs. After about 20 or 30 strokes, he removed himself from her and
told her to turn over. She looked at him with a worried expression until he
assured her that he only wanted to screw her doggy style. As she turned over
and got up onto her hands and knees, he reached over for his shirt. He wrapped
his shirt around her waist to hold onto while he entered her from behind and
proceeded to slide his cock up into her wetness once again. As their bodies
came together, he held on to the shirt as if he was riding a horse. Letting
go of the shirt he reached down under her body and surrounded each of her tits
with a hand. He brought her body up so that only her knees were on the floor.
Moving one hand down her body, he began playing with her love button until she
bucked back against him and shouted out her orgasm.

Once she had calmed down a little bit, he withdrew himself from her and
laid down on the floor. Grabbing her by the waist and bringing her over his
body, he told her that he wanted her on the top so that he could suck on her
beautiful mounds while they made love. He told her that this was his favorite
position because it allowed him to see as well as touch and suck her tits while
he loved her and also to watch the different looks on her face all during
the different stages of their lovemaking. She gently lowered her body over
his tool with long, slow strokes in order to make the experience last. She
ground her pelvic bone against his at the completion of each down stroke in
order to cause friction on her clit. Then she started doing something that
he found to be extremely enjoyable. She placed her feet flat on the floor
and rose about half way up his rigid member, and started moving her soaking
wet hole around in circles. Finally, he could stand it no more and told
her that he was going to shoot his cum into her. He grabbed hold of her
ass and pulled her against him as they experienced the ultimate simultaneous
orgasm.

As she collapsed onto his body their lips met and during the ensuing tongue
battle, she told him how good she felt. They fell asleep in this position
and when they awoke they couldn’t decide whether to start again right then
or to continue their games at a later time. However, looking at the clock
and seeing what time it was made the decision for them. It was time for
him to get to work and being a Marine Sergeant did not give him the ability
to just call in sick. They both decided to continue the relationship at a
different time so that there could be more shared intimacy between them.

I was heartbroken and tired of having to turn to the palm sisters each
morning so I decided to start looking again for a good woman who could
satisfy my desires and needs.

The new cashier we hired where I work, was a little on the short side
with shoulder length blonde hair, and deep blue eyes with a
mischievious glint in them. Up front she had a pair of 38’s that
looked soft but firm and an ass that was dying to be squeezed.

Sherry was my target and my arrow was getting hard.

During a slow spell in the store we started playing sledgehammer
baseball! We used a beach ball and a sledghammer to play with.
(no, we didn’t have a sports section!) I ended up breaking a decorative
chandolier with a hit to the deep right. Everyone in the game helped
me clean the mess up before all the floor managers came out of their
meeting. Sherry was in front of me as I stood up after picking up the
last piece. She gave me a deep hug and held me, squashing her warm
mammaries into my ribs. I didn’t want to come on too strong, so I let go
but she didn’t. She held me until my neglected appendage came to
life. She must have felt if for she looked up at me and smiled, then
walked away.

She left me standing there with a raging bull of a hard-on.

Ted, a friend of mine from the store was going out with one of the managers
who was also friends with Sherry. The three of them convinced me to
go out with them for a night of partying. At home, I jerked off to get
rid of any pent-up frustrations and also stop me from cumming too quickly
if, by chance I were to get lucky. Then I had a long shower, daydreaming
about the night’s possible scenerios.

Sherry and I got the back seat of the Malibu while we drove around
deciding what to do. Forty-five minutes and three screwdrivers later
we were down by the lake beside a motorhome watching the submarine races.
Ted and Jo-anne hit the beach while Sherry and I snuggled up in the backseat.

She was a hot chick with one thing on her mind, as I was about to find
out. She sucked my tongue as we kissed and grabbed my crotch trying
to pull my dick out of my pants. I removed my pants as she did hers
and I started to go for her fury pussy with my wild thing when she
asked me to fuck her tits first.

While she was sitting up in the backseat, I squeezed her mungous mams
together around my cock and pumped between them while she grabbed my
ass cheeks closer to her body. She tried to look down and see the
action and almost got her mouth stuffed with my now leaking cock head.

She laid on her back now with her head propped by the car as I straddled
her chest and fucked he tits pushing farther and farther up to her
mouth as my target. Seeing my dick head leaking some juice, Sherry
wanted it to stroke into her mouth on the up-stroke of her tit fuck.
Being of sound mind, I gave the woman her wish. This brought me to
the brink of insane pleasure.

I had to stop and cool it down but the hot little chick wanted it in
her mouth. It was now my turn to lay back and get worked on and boy
did she work on me. She wet down the head then sucked it into her
mouth while she kept a firm hand on my root. She whipped her tongue
around and around the head until I thought it would explode. Instead
it went a little numb. This let me enjoy one of the longest and
wettest blowjobs of my life.

She had my pecker buried half way into her head and started the old up
and down bobbing we all love. Ecstasy is the way that I would
describe her sucking. With my right hand, I buried my middle finger
up to the last possible knuckle and started plunging into her dripping
snatch. Her steady sucking turned into a whirl wind blowjob.

Her left hand had a good grip on my dick as her mouth had that steady
suction action that was slowly drawing a trickle of juice from my balls
into her throat. She was jacking her hand up as her sucking mouth came
down. She was getting tired now and couldn’t believe the staying
power I was displaying. Neither could I.

She started a harder, faster and more furious sucking action as her
right hand started kneeding the cum in my balls. Her tongue was
whipping up a froth on my pulsing purple head and I gritted my teeth
as I held off my milky lava.

“I’m going to cum … I’m going to cum”, I blurted. She stopped for a
moment and rested her tongue on my cockhead and looked into my eyes as
I panted. She looked like she wasn’t sure if she should continue.
In an instant, she resumed the fast and furious cock sucking with new
gusto as she made up her mind to finish me off in her mouth.

Enough was enough. I grabbed her head as I arched my body off the
seat and grunted with each sticky blast of cum from my twitching cockhead
into the farthest reaches of her mouth and throat. As I continued to
shoot wads into her mouth, she squeezed my ball sack with her right hand
and milk me with her left hand. She didn’t swallow any of my cum, yet.

Her mouth was savouring the sticky pool of semen that was now collected
in her mouth. Like a mouthwash, she swished it around in her mouth to
relish my cum’s taste. She seemed to enjoy it that way. I didn’t
mind either. She seemed to taste test it like a fine wine. After a
minute of this she was able to speak her first words since I had
filled her mouth with my meat.

“It has a nice salty tang to it with just the right amount of
viscosity. Not too tart and not too bitter. Just the way I like it!”

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.