e around because of her load moans while i fingerfucked her with the other,she let out a long moan and she came allover my hands,i put my fingers into her mouth and she licked her pussy juice like she was hungry for days,i turned her around and she put her hands on the wall as if she knew what i wanted to do,i slid my seven inch penis into her pussy and gave it to her doggystyle,she said fuck my toto faster,i obliged and rammed my pecker into her pussy with a fast speed,i held one of her boobs with one hand and the other was rubbing her pussy as i fucked her,she could not stand the three kinds of pleasure i was giving her,she shouted out in estacy.i told her,bitch stop shouting,you have been longing for my dick and i'm giving it to you now,so why the shouting? All i heard from her was load moans.i rammed my dick faster and faster inside her pussy,i said to her,your mother is a bitch,she moan yeah......yeah.......yeah she is a fucking bitch.i asked do you know that your mother has fucked almost every man in this vicinity? She said crying yeah....yeah....yeah she even gave birth to us out of wedlock,we don't know our father.she was highly turned on by my questions,and started shivering and came,as she came i also felt organism building in me,i could not resist the estacy and i cummed into her pussy,before i knew it she fell to the ground and was shivering.

Not the end,watch out for part 3.

;s only. Generous hourly rate. “That will be fifty pence, per week,” I replied. Tullio smiled, “I’ll go for the whole month, thanks.” He said in perfect English, but with a sexy Italian accent. “I didn’t know that you were a photographer,” I told him, as I took his change from the till. “I am sure that there are many things that we don’t know about each other!” He laughed. “Yes, I love to take pictures of beautiful things, you know? A sunrise, a bright red Ferrari, a beautiful girl, it is all the same to me. My friend and I have a small studio, above one of my shops, where we have a darkroom, and some of our friends can take pictures, in private.” As there were no other customers around, I continued the conversation, “What sort of photos need to be taken in private?” I joked. Tullio raised his eyebrows, and grinned, “Wouldn’t you like to know! A beautiful woman like yourself, would always be welcome to find out.” I laughed, as a young boy entered the shop. As he was closing the door, he turned and looked at me, “We will talk about this, again, tomorrow,” and left the shop. I spent the rest of the day fantasising about being a model, or a girl in a ‘top shelf’ magazine. It was fun, but even though I had always been considered ‘pretty’, I felt that I would be too tall (5 ft. 9ins.) and my boobs (34DD) would be too big, but my fantasy was fun while it lasted. At exactly the same time, the following day, Tullio came into the shop, “Good morning, my ray of sunshine, can I say that you look even more beautiful, today.” I had his paper and cigarettes prepared, and handed them over. As he passed me the £5 note, he smiled, and said, “ I have told my friend that you are interested in modelling for us, I have arranged for him to meet you in my restaurant. We will meet you at 1.30, don’t be late.” My head was in a spin; he couldn’t possibly be serious, could he. At 1.30, I was outside the restaurant, debating whether to go in, or not, my heart beating like a drum, and butterflies in my stomach. “Adriana, you are on time. I like that, in a person,” Greeting me with two kisses, Tullio held the door open for me. He then guided me, past a couple of customers, to a secluded table at the back, where a younger, English man, with glasses, was sitting. “This is Ian, who owns the camera shop, next door, and this is, the beautiful, Adriana.” I blushed, as I shook hands. As I sat down, he ordered some pasta and a bottle of wine, for the three of us, in Italian, from a gorgeous, muscle-bound, waiter. Ian turned to me, “Tullio, tells me that you would like to pose for our club.” I snapped, “This is all happening too quickly, I didn’t say that I would,” “You didn’t say that you wouldn’t!” Tullio responded. “Why do you want me, surely there are plenty of younger girls who would love to model, for you” I asked them as the food arrived. Ian looked at Tullio, who nodded, “Yes, we do get quite a few girls from the college, who like the money, and enjoy ‘showing off’, but some of our members would like to photograph a more………voluptuous, older woman. Not that you fall into the category of ‘older’!” I should hope not! I was only 29. “If I was interested, what would I have to do, nothing rude, I hope?” I asked as I sipped my red wine. They looked at each other, and smiled, they knew that I was interested, but how would they get me to commit? When I had finished eating, Tullio suggested visiting the studio. We went outside, and Ian unlocked the door next to the restaurant. He led the way, up the stairs; Tullio followed, muttering something in Italian, “What did you say?” I asked, “I am sorry, I was just telling myself that you have a most fantastic arse!” I was wearing my favourite jeans, which were very tight, and did emphasis the shape of my cheeks. The wine was now starting to take effect. “Thank you,” I giggled, as I wiggled it in his direction. If their plan had been to get me drunk it was certainly working. There was an office, the studio, which was actually, quite large, and a couple of more rooms, which were locked, leading off. The studio had a small stage and was surrounded by some very professional, looking, lights and tripods and an assortment of chairs. There were also two large cupboards, that, when opened were full of, theatrical props, hats and some women’s clothing. “My God, I thought that this was just for a few of your friends.” I turned to Tullio. “It is, but if a job is worth doing, it’s worth doing properly” he chuckled, “the members who use this, all shop with Ian, so the expense is worth it”. There was also, a small bedroom, with a shower and toilet; there was even a pool table. “What are these for?” I asked, “Sometimes my new waiters have nowhere to stay, and sometimes, I like a bit of privacy.” They laughed at their ‘in joke’. “So, what do you think?” Ian asked me. "You haven’t told me what sort of pictures you want me to pose for,” I replied. “Well, there’s a meeting on Friday, you could do some portraits, and, if you want, some glamour shots, with your jeans and top on.” He looked at Tullio, who smiled “You don’t have to do topless………..unless you want to.” The butterflies were back in my stomach. “Okay!” I stuttered. Friday would be good for me, as my daughter would be with her father, for the weekend, and my husband, Sam, would be working late and not be home, until the early as usual. I arrived, at the restaurant, at the agreed time, wearing my western boots, tight jeans, and a Lycra t-shirt, with a sports bag, full of t-shirts, blouses, and bra’s. Tullio met me, and greeted me with a kiss, on the lips. We went upstairs, where there were 6 guys and Ian, standing around, drinking coffee, chatting and fiddling with their cameras. As I was introduced, I heard two guys talking about my breasts, “Fucking Hell! Have you seen the size of them? I hope she gets them out,” the shorter one said, his friend replied, “Tullio hasn’t let us down, yet!” They both laughed. As Tullio returned downstairs, Ian took me to a small changing room, which had a table, chair and large mirror. “This should give you some privacy, when you want to change outfits,” he told me, as he produced a bottle of wine and a glass. “What should I wear?” I asked him, “You look fine, so why not start like that. Just come out, when you’re ready.” He replied. I gulped down two large mouthfuls of wine, and made my way, onto the stage. Ian placed a gold coloured chair, next to me, and announced, “As you know, this is Adriana’s, first time, and she’s nervous, so what ever poses you want, ask me, instead of, just, shouting at her.” Over the next half-hour, I went through a number of poses, straddling the chair and bending over it. It was easier than I had expected, and I quickly relaxed, even suggesting some poses, myself. Ian handed me my glass, and asked if I would mind changing my top, I nodded agreement, as I again, gulped at the wine. In the changing room, I had just taken off my t-shirt, and was loosening my bra, when I heard the clicking of a camera, startled, I turned around, the door was still open, continuing to take shots, of me, in my bra, the guy said, “OOPS! Sorry, I should have asked, but I couldn’t resist a couple of ‘voyeur’ shots,” the others were watching, smiling. I smiled back, “It’s okay, but you should have asked.” I wore a white, silk shirt for the next session. A, larger, ‘throne’ type had replaced the original, chair. The poses were similar, until someone asked me to unbutton my shirt, I looked at Ian, who grinned and shrugged his shoulders. Slowly, I did as they had asked, leaving one, fastened at my bust. I could tell from their faces, that this was what they wanted, my cleavage look huge, and I felt my nipples poking through the lace of my white bra. My poses nearly all consisted of me bending over, swinging my pendulous breasts, which I found very stimulating. On impulse, I opened the last button, giving them a better view. As I left the stage, to change, Ian again, approached me, “How do you feel about going topless? The guys would really appreciate it,” I smiled and raised my eyebrows, he gave a ‘thumbs up’, to his friends. In my room, I removed my shirt and bra, and looked at myself in the mirror, my breasts were swollen, larger than ever now. It was now or never, I teased my brown, nipples, took another long gulp of wine, and the bottle was empty, now. I slipped on a transparent chiffon blouse, which was see through, again, only fastening, one button, and left my bra, on the table. As I walked across the room, the men fell silent as they stared at my bouncing breasts. When I took my place on the stage, the guys were nudging each other, and looked very excited. I moved around, bending over, and squatting; my tits never actually coming into view. With my back, to them, I undid the button and took off my top. I was trembling with excitement, but the wine had made me very relaxed, and I was now losing all of my inhibitions. When I turned round, with my arms in the air, the camera clicks sounded like machine-gun fire! I posed for about 15 minutes, getting more and more excited, by the second, “ Drop your jeans, and show us your knickers,” someone shouted. Immediately, I undid the top button and pulled the zip down, exposing my red G-string, I couldn’t stop grinning, as I turned around, and slid the jeans down over my bum, flashing my cheeks, then pulling them up, just as quickly. I felt so naughty, my breasts wobbling, as I ran from the stage. Ian joined me in my room, “thanks for a great night, the guys want to know if you’ll come back next week?” I didn’t need asking twice, frantically, nodding my head. When I had dressed, only Ian was left, “Tullio, would like you to join us for supper,” he said as we walked downstairs. The restaurant was busy, but we were led to the same secluded table, where I sat between the two men. Tullio, called the same waiter, as before, and ordered food and wine for us. “Tell me, did you enjoy yourself?” he asked, as he put his arm around my shoulder, he felt warm and was wearing very expensive cologne. “Yes, it was wonderful, so exciting, Ian has asked me back, next week.” “I’m sure he has, but, you didn’t do anything that you didn’t want to, did you?” Tullio looked at Ian, for confirmation. With a big smile, Ian replied, “Well, you won the bet! We did see her tits! With a flash of arse, too!” Both men laughed out loud, as I blushed, bright red. The, young waiter arrived with our wine, “Adriana's good health!” Tullio toasted me. “Bet, what bet?” I asked. Hugging me firmly, and kissing my forehead, Tullio whispered, “We always have a small wager, on how long it takes a new model, to go topless, and, my dear, I will look forward to seeing the evidence!” His big hand squeezing my breast. When we had finished our meal, Tullio called the young waiter over to our table, and handed him, his car keys, muttering something in Italian, the boy smiled and nodded, “His name is Sandro, and I’ve told him, no Hanky-Panky! We are busy, so he must come straight back!” As I squeezed past him, Tullio grabbed my arse, and laughed as I drunkenly sat on his knee, wriggling on his groin. As his English was very poor, conversation was at a minimum, as Sandro drove me home in the large Mercedes. When we arrived at my home, I was now feeling very, very horny. I needed sex, as soon as possible. Frustrated, I got into bed. My pussy was on fire, so I had to take out my dildo, and fuck myself to sleep The next three Fridays followed the same pattern, with another four men turning up making the group ten strong, each week, as they where, now, guaranteed to see my enormous breasts. I used the wages, to buy new underwear and stockings, which I wore in the scenarios that they would create for me. The skimpier the underwear, or costume, the more photos they would take. Their favourite positions were, me leaning forward, over a chair, drooping my breasts, licking my own breasts or with my legs open, trying to get a flash of my pussy. I would, also, wear some of the outfits, from the wardrobes; ‘wench’, ‘police woman’ (with truncheon!), and everybody’s favourite – ‘naughty schoolgirl’. I would, nearly, always end up wearing stockings and suspenders! Tullio began to attend, with his camcorder, getting up very close to my tits and between my legs, I didn’t like to ask what he did with the tape, but it was fun thinking about it! When we finished, Ian and I would join Tullio for supper, as I would have no one to go home to, and look at the pictures from the previous week. Seeing the pictures of myself showing my body, especially my tits, to a bunch of strangers was becoming more of a turn on each week. I had taken to hiding the pictures and lingerie in a small suitcase in my wardrobe. Each week Sandro would take me home, and my trusty dildo would be used to great effect. My husband, Sam, was also, feeling the benefit, as I would jump on him the moment he returned from work, in the morning! He thought that I had been missing him! Bless! Although, I was still refusing to take my pants off, I knew that it would only be a matter of time, before I would give in. That night coincided with Sam finding my stash of photos. I came home from work one day to see him sitting in the living room with my file on the coffee table, next to the case full of sexy underwear. "What's all this then?" he asked in a very controlled manner. My head went blank and I burst into tears, running up to my bedroom. Sam followed me. Throwing a dozen or so sexy photos of me onto the bed, he said, "Just tell me what's been going on," as he stroked my hair. With tears streaming down my face I clung onto him, as I confessed to my new role as a Glamour Model. His hands stroked my hair as he quizzed me about how many men were there. What they asked me to do, did they touch me? Did I want them to touch me? On and on he went, but now he was stroking my heaving breasts, His grip on my breasts became tighter and tighter as my stories became more lurid. How I got turned on wearing tiny G-strings that hardly covered my pussy, for them. How wet they were when I took them off. How much my nipples would ache when I went topless, in front of twelve strangers. I told him that I had never actually shown my pussy, but I wanted to, and I always left the changing room door open, when I got changed, knowing that they were still taking pictures through the gap. As I said the last few words he kissed me and let out a long sigh. I moved away from him, to see a wet patch on his thigh. "Sam!" I gasped. "Oh shit!" he gulped, as the patch slowly became more obvious as it soaked his jeans. We hugged each other like our lives depended on it. As we talked, Sam confessed that he'd always fantasised about seeing me with another man, but had thought that I would be too shocked. We talked and talked about our 'situation' long into the night. At one stage he asked me to put some sheer black seamed stockings and a tiny thong on for him. I was amazed that he only wanted me to wank him as he looked at my photos. When he came, spunk gushed all over my breasts. The look of pure lust on his face made everything worth while. For the rest of the week, I wore stockings for him, instead of my usual jeans. He couldn't keep his hands off me. The sex on the Thursday night was out of this world, as he kept making me tell him about the things that I was going to do the following night. As we were having a drink on the Friday night before I was due to pose, Tullio told me, “I am sorry, but we wont be needing you tonight,” my heart sank, “we have decided to use some girls from the college, for a few weeks.” Then he looked at Ian, who took up the conversation, “But………. We would like to ask a favour, of you.” Their eyes met, “If you would be willing, we would like to use you for some………..Private pictures, without the others being present. Of course it would mean more money, but the pictures would be,” again, he looked at Tullio, “fully nude, and………well, personal, ‘top shelf’, you know what we mean?'" He whispered the last few words. I asked, “How personal?” The butterflies had returned to my stomach, and I felt my nipples expanding, as the words came out. “How personnel would you let us go?” Tullio asked. I looked up and grinned. They didn't know it, but this was exactly what my husband had begged me to do. We agreed to meet the following day, as two pretty, giggling, teenage girls introduced themselves as that night's models. When I arrived home, still wearing my stockings and suspenders, Sam was waiting for me. "What's wrong?" he asked, "You're early." I took my skirt off and told him what the men wanted me to do, as he stroked my legs while I rubbed his throbbing cock. He came twice, each time soaking my breasts. The following lunchtime, I met both men, outside of the camera shop, with my bag of goodies in my hand. “Are you sure about this?” Ian asked, “Of course she is, look at her titties,” Tullio told him, as he stared at my nipples, which were poking out of my shirt, again. I blushed, he was right; I was up for anything, this afternoon. The studio was empty, as Tullio opened a bottle of wine and Ian turned on the lights. I looked at them; “I’ll get ready, then. What do you want me to wear?” For the first time, I felt in charge of the situation. “Anything black, would be nice,” Ian replied. I went into the changing room and took out an array of underwear, and my collection of dildos, in a small bag. Guessing what they wanted, I undressed, only leaving my tiny knickers and high heals on. When I entered the studio, they whistled their approval, as I walked towards them, my wobbling tits swinging, from side to side. “Is this what you want?” I asked. Tullio, smiled, “Let’s use one of the bedrooms,” and guided me to one of the small rooms. Ian quickly set up a camera, and lights. I began rolling around, on the bed, posing in any amount of provocative positions. Then, as I was on all fours, facing away, from them, I removed my knickers, showing my neatly trimmed, pussy, for the first time. “My God! That is beautiful, can I touch it?” Tullio asked. I shook my head, “No!” I told him. Rolling onto my back, I pulled my legs up to my shoulders, my hole gaping open, for them. Tullio, nearly put his camcorder inside, he was so close. When Ian’s film ran out, I decided to put on, one of my new outfits, a black basque, tiny knickers, seamed stockings and extra high heals. After applying an extra coat of lipstick, I made my entrance, “Wow!” Tullio gasped. “Where do you want me, on the stage?” Ian placed a small, bag in front of me, as I started parading around the large, gold, chair. They had three cameras set up, and Tullio was using his camcorder. I bent over, in a number of seductive ways, pulling my top down, letting my tits swing free. Holding onto the chair, with my arse facing them, I stroked my pussy, it was as wet as I’d hoped, moving my fingers across, I pulled the tiny strip, to one side, exposing my fanny, again. Tullio was kneeling beside me, getting a ‘close up’ shot. He moved away, allowing me some room to sit down, to remove my pants. I opened my legs as far as possible, letting them feast their eyes, on my huge 34DD tits and soaking wet cunt. I began rubbing myself, slipping one, then three fingers into the sopping hole. As I bit my lip, Ian whispered, “Open the bag.” I did as he'd asked, sitting on the edge of the seat, I shouted, “Bloody hell, have you seen this lot!” as I poured the contents onto the floor, “I need the…. the black one!” I whispered huskily. It was in my hand in a second! Sitting back on the chair I spread my legs again, opening my hole with my fingers, I moved the tip along the slit, two or three times, then slowly slid it inside. I'd never used a vibrator this big before but was looking forward to feeling this 13 inch monster inside me. I was so wet, all 13 inches slid in very easily! With one leg over the chair arm, I fucked myself with my ‘black monster’, purring and groaning with pleasure. I was hoping that they were still taking pictures, I needn’t have worried, Tullio was back, between my legs with his camera. After a couple of minutes, of this exquisite fucking, I rubbed my clit, and came with a breathtaking climax. I pulled the dildo out, and dropped it onto the floor, landing, with a thump. “Was that ‘personal, enough, for you?” I asked, as I stood up, and walked back to my dressing room. “Too fucking true!” Tullio said, as he placed a new film in his camcorder, adjusting his hard-on, at the same time. Ian spoke up, “ Let’s use the pool table next.” I changed into my white Wonderbra, stockings, suspenders and no knickers. When I walked out they had moved some lights around the table, and set the balls up, as if we were going to start a game. “I’ll help you,” Tullio said, as he put one hand on my hip and the other inside my thigh, as I attempted to climb up, onto the table. I cocked my left leg up, onto the edge, giving him the opportunity to slide his hand between my legs, and touch my throbbing pussy. As he tried to get a finger inside, I scrambled away, “Cheeky bugger! You can stop that, that’s for later!” The words were out of my mouth, before I could stop myself. They looked at each other, and then at me. “I’ll keep my hands to myself……until later” he emphasised the last words. I stuck my tongue out, at him. Ian positioned me in the corner of the table, as if my hole was the pocket that the balls would go into. Ian unclipped my bra, and slyly felt my tits. I did some poses kneeling, pretending to ‘suck’ the cue, and then I rubbed the ‘fat’ end against my pussy, spreading my legs, eventually sliding 4 or 5 inches inside. This was too much for Tullio, who, had already stripped off, climbed up, to join me. I lay on my back, sliding the cue in and out, as he proudly showed me his cock; it was about six inches long, and quite thick. He placed it in my mouth; it tasted sweaty, which was wonderful. Lying on my side I started to suck him like crazy, continuing to fuck myself with the cue. After a couple of minutes, of my blow-job, and him fondling my enormous tits, his body tensed up, and hot come splashed into my mouth and down my throat. As he pulled out, some seed dripped down my chin, onto my tits. As I scooped it up, with my finger, to put in my mouth, I was aware of Ian pulling the cue out of my cunt, then replacing it, with his face. When his tongue lapped against my clit, I went into spasms, as my orgasm tore through my body. Ian raised his head, his mouth and chin, covered in my love juice, he was pulling his trousers down, when he said, “It might not be as big as that dildo, but it is real!” “Quick, put it in!” I shouted, still swallowing Tullio’s spunk. He did as he was told. Burying his face in my breasts, he rammed into me, like a schoolboy. In under a minute, I felt the hot wave, enter my womb, he was shaking as lay on top of me. As we climbed off the table, Ian thanked me, for letting him fuck me! I kissed him, on the cheek. Looking at Tullio, I said, “I hope that you’re not finished? I’m just getting started!” then went into my dressing room. I caught my reflection, in the mirror; I had spunk on my chin and cheek. Four weeks ago, I was a housewife, working in a shop, now I had been semi-naked in front of a group of 12 men, masturbated for two others, sucking one and letting the other fuck me. I grinned at the thought. When I opened the door, just wearing my black stockings and suspenders, with a pair of high heals; Sandro was standing next to Tullio. They were both, only wearing boxer shorts, but as short and fat as Tullio was, Sandro was six feet tall, with rippling olive coloured muscles, and was completely hairless. The elder man laughed, “I hope you don’t mind, but Ian is a ‘one shot’ man, and well, we know that you like my nephew, so…….” His nephew! We went back into the bedroom, I lay on the bed, quickly joined by Tullio, who immediately began suckling my tits, and stroking me between the legs. Ian was taking photos, of ‘the action’, as he called it. I looked at Sandro, “Aren’t you going to join us?” He grinned, and slipped off his shorts, releasing the biggest cock that I had ever seen, it was huge, nearly as big as the black dildo! My eyes were on stalks, as Ian told him to kneel beside my head. Up close it looked fantastic. I took hold and kissed the purple tip, he let out a sigh, then ran his fingers through my hair. I could only get four or five inches in, but worked up a head of steam, sucking and licking, as if my life depended on it. When I saw the photos, later, I was so wet, Tullio actually, had his whole hand inside my fanny! After five, or six minutes, Ian asked, them to change positions, Tullio was ‘rock hard’ again, as he pushed it into my mouth, I could still taste his dry spunk, from my earlier blow job. With my knees raised to my stomach, and my legs wide apart, I thought that I would be prepared for Sandro, but when the tip, entered my hole, I began to panic, it felt massive. I tried to take the cock from my mouth, to tell him to stop, but Tullio was too excited, and was holding my head in place, as his hips pushed his own cock down into my throat. I was struggling to get free, when the ‘monster’ entered me, in one long push. Ian was now standing next to us, with the camcorder, urging him on, “Go on, fuck her! The bitch loves it! She can take it! She can take it all! Tullio, I’ve never seen anyone take the whole fucking thing! Fucking Hell! Tullio, she can take it all!” As Sandro was sliding in, with ease now, my panic subsided. I was now enjoying myself. Every thrust felt like it would split my fanny and womb in two. This was awesome; sucking Tullio’s fat cock, having my sweaty tits roughly mauled, as a handsome young stud, with a huge cock was fucking me. “Spunk on her face! I want to see her swallow your spunk!” Ian was shouting excitedly, as he captured every moment on videotape, “Grab her tits, shake them!” he continued. Tullio, eased out of my mouth, and started wanking, in front of me. Sandro, suddenly, increased the speed of his fucking, taking my breath away. Suddenly, taking my breath away, he whipped his monster cock out. I was gasping for breath, as I felt the cool air enter the hole that was once my tight vagina. Sandro moved forward. Squatting over my tits, he joined his uncle, tugging on their sticky weapons of mass destruction. Within a minute, the first of their spunk shot out of Tullio’s knob, hitting me on the cheek, “Open your mouth, I want to see it on your tongue, go on Sandro, make her drink it!” I obliged, opening my mouth, as wide as possible. Tullio fired even more goo, at me, which went straight in, seconds later Sandro erupted, emptying even more hot, sticky spunk into my mouth. It was like a game, as I moved my head, trying to catch every last drop, from each man's cock. I managed to get most of it, but some landed in my hair and on my face. Together, Sandro and Tullio placed their cocks, against my lips, for me to lick the last drops, off. Holding their, softening cocks, I pulled both knobs into my mouth, and flicked my tongue over the tips. As they moved away from the bed, Ian said, “Open your mouth, again, squeeze your tits,” and pointed the camera, at my spunk filled mouth, “Now swallow it.” Keeping my mouth open, for the camera, I did. It was still hot and lumpy, and the taste was divine. As, the men moved away from the bed, my hand slipped between my legs. My cunt was still swollen, wet and throbbing. Closing my eyes, I began rubbing my clit, with two fingers, Ian quickly positioned himself, at the bottom of the bed with the camera, filming the final moments of this fantastic afternoon. When I had orgasmed, with an almighty scream, Tullio kissed me, on the lips, flicking his tongue inside, tasting their juice. “ If you would like, we will leave you, for a few moments.” I lay on the bed, reliving the last couple, of hours, playing with myself, another twice. When I re-entered the studio, the men had already dressed. “For you,” Tullio said, as he handed me a large glass of wine. “Did you enjoy yourself?” he asked. Still only wearing my stockings and shoes I nodded, “Yes, it was a dream come true,” I said, grinning; revelling in the effect that my nakedness was still having on them, Sandro was adjusting his hard-on. Tullio, looked at his watch, “I am sorry, my dear, much as I would like to continue, I must get back to the restaurant.” He kissed me on the cheeks, “but, Sandro will drive you home, and can ‘stay for a coffee, if you would like!” Sandro drove me home, kissing me on the cheek as I left the car. As he drove away, I turned to see Sam smiling at me from the living room window. I was hardly through the door, when I was pulling his jeans down, and pulled his hard cock out of his shorts. Kneeling, in my hallway, I took him in my mouth and sucked him until he was ready to come. Leading him by the cock, we went into the living room, where we fucked and sucked for another hour, with me telling him of every intimate detail of what I had just done with three men. Tullio rang me, later that night, to invite me back, the following Friday, as many of his members had requested my 'services'. After discussing how much I had enjoyed our 'Saturday session', we agreed for me to alternate, Friday night glamour, one week, and Saturday ‘hardcore’ the next. On the Monday, Ian visited the newsagent and handed me a package, “Open it when you get home, Adriana," he smiled. Then as he paid for his magazine, he whispered, “We have some more friends, that would pay, a lot of money, to be present, next Saturday. Will you think about it, please?” I raised my eyebrows and smiled, “You never know!” That night, after tea, with my husband, we opened the package; it was the collection of photos and video, from the previous Saturday. As Sam poured me a large G & T, I was shocked, but so very turned on at the range of things that I had done. We spent the next two hours, and most of the following week, masturbating, sucking, fucking and even Sam watching me fucking myself, with a dildo, as we watched the first of my ‘porno tapes’. Adriana

g relationships I had ever had till then. She educated me in both lovemaking and pure animal sex, to her in the beginning my performance was basically school boy stuff she said. Most of the young girls I had sex with just lay there and let it happen; a few had a bit of adventure and were willing to try different ways but most were young and inexperienced, and that’s how she said I was. This woman was unlike many of the girls I fucked, she called herself the ringmaster or drill master as she said, it was her ring that we performed in, or as the drill master she wanted her cunt to be drilled time after time.. Position, position, position was her war cry and the Karma Sutra our text book. I had not seen it until I met her and I believe I have done every position in it with her. She even admitted her and her husband had never fucked in so many different positions.

Four months ago she asked me if I would like her to invite some of her friends over and make a part out of it. I said it was up to her. She started by introducing me to a couple of women, one each time and the three of us would have sex and the other women like her, were a little to a lot older. Evidently I passed the test and I was invited to join a group of people who had sex regularly at parties or “rings” as they were referred to. There were evidently a few different ‘rings’ of women on the bases, who I was informed participated in the sexual activities with a number of officers on the base. Up till then I always thought it was referred to as ‘swinging’. There were rings for NCOs and the other for officers’ wives. I was in an officers’ ring. The ring was a group of women whose husbands were overseas or in a few cases the men were married to women who were already in the ring and when their tour finished they joined in with their wives. It seemed like they were quite happy to have sex with various partners even though they were married. One afternoon I was fucking with one of the regular women who asked if I was **** son and I said yes.  She said that’s cool I have now been fucked by both father and the son. It was then I knew my mother and father were involved in these rings. I have had my suspicions my mother was having a bit on the side so to speak, but this confirmed it. I realized it would not be long before they found out I was providing a service in the absence of my father. That would be a problem for another day. I didn’t want this woman to draw comparisons so I said that’s something I don’t really want to know about or discuss. She said that’s a problem she can live with.

There were a few less men than women in the ring so I was always kept busy, a lot liked me because I was younger, and some didn’t like me at all. I wasn’t the only one that was fucking them so I was careful and always used a condom. I wasn’t worried about pregnancy as they were all on oral contraception. My concern was STI and HIV. Many of them slept with their husbands and other guys who had been overseas and obviously tried out the foreign affairs. In fact many of them admitted their husbands had come back with stories of their affairs with foreign women. HIV was fairly rare but it did exist on the bases. Generally it was the gay men who contracted it.

One afternoon Dora, the ringmaster, introduced me to Pam. Pam was new in the camp and had not been exposed to the rampant promiscuity that existed. Dora told me Pam had let it slip to one of the other ring women she was missing her husband. The friend told her about the ring but the thought of having older men frightened her a bit, but she hadn’t said no. She had asked Dora if she knew of a younger officer type that might be willing to partner her occasionally until she got game enough to join the ring.  Pam had not had sex before she married and had only had it with her husband for the first time on their honeymoon. Dora said she had the perfect partner, not in the service but young like she was and she would like me.  Dora arranged for Pam to meet me at Dora’s place. Dora then explained to her all about the ring and what she could expect if she wanted to become involved. Dora told her that being as young as Pam was she would be very popular with many of the older men and she would have to accept that she would be asked to have sex with them and being new she would be having more than one partner for the first few meetings as most men wanted to try any new member particularly one as young as she was. Most of the women were at least 10 years older and very experienced. She is the first woman to ask to be in the ring that wasn’t sexually experienced with a few men before joining it. With me she would get to used to having sex with a stranger and after a few times with me she would ask her to a small ring meeting where she would meet other men.

Dora left us to talk and decide what we might like to do, obviously Dora had told me she would love to have her in the ring but didn’t want to scare her or rush her. She was a very plain looking girl but there was an aura about her which I was really attracted to. She was more like one of the school girl types I had previously slept with, but she was married and 24. She was also unlike any of the women in the ring I knew. There was innocence about her and I could see why Dora didn’t want to rush her into the ring as the senior men would all want her. Dora had told her with me she would have to get used to having sex with a stranger and not with her husband, as she would be doing in the ring. With me being more her own age she would have time to decide if she wanted to join the ring where she would be having sex with many men.

Then Dora suggested we go into one of the bedrooms and see how we went. Pam was quaint and wanted to get undressed herself and get into bed without me watching her. She was very shy really and I wondered if this was going to work.  I said when it happens in the ring there are no bed clothes and most people just wear a bathrobe and some even go naked the whole time. You just lie on the bed and have sex. She said this time would I mind, and I said no, I wanted her to be happy and I realized how it must be taking a lot of courage to just do this. Mostly people having sex as we were going to do got passionate etc first and sex just followed. In the ring there was little passion apart from the pleasure of having sex with somebody. At times it got really passionate as the sexual arousal got hotter during sex and the orgasms were really enjoyable. Then there was a bit of passion but not always.

I undressed and got into bed with her. She hadn’t watched me or mentioned my cock which was hard and ready. I rolled on the condom and she didn’t say a word. At first we just lay together and touched. Then I said do you want to kiss, or do you want me just to do it with you. She said I would just like it to happen. I rolled over on top of her and she prepared herself and I just entered her without any ceremony or discussion. I saw her bite her lip as I went in. I entered her quite easily as even with her concerns she was wet and there was no resistance. I began to fuck her just as I would do it to any girl when just having sex for the sake of being sexual. I hadn’t been in her very long and she seemed to relax a bit and she said, that wasn’t as bad as I imagined. I thought it might hurt like it did the first time. I said I have just a normal cock; some of the men here are much bigger. She said it’s a bit bigger than her husbands but it felt nice. Now she had broken the barrier and was now actually having sex with a stranger she didn’t feel as bad as she though she would. I chatted to her as I was fucking her and she began to really get interested in the sex ring. She asked me about many of the women I had been with and how I handled being with older women and what they thought about doing it with me being much younger. I said a couple have kids my age and wondered if they had sex with a woman old enough to be their mother. I said I hope so because older women are marvelous teachers, and that always flatters them, and pretty soon they want me again. She said you are very good at this and I said I have had lots of practice and she asked how old I was when I started. She was surprised when I said I had my first fuck at 13 with a girl 18. By now we were getting along fine, she had forgotten about this being her first extra marital affair and was enjoying the experience of being fucked by me and was beginning to react and seek her own pleasure from me. How long do you usually last before you have an orgasm, she asked, and I said it can be couple of minutes or as long as the woman wanted if I can. I don’t have a lot of trouble keeping a woman happy and I can usually last long enough for a woman to cum if she wants to. She said I have never cum having sex, only masturbating. I said well she could try for one now and see how it feels, I am sure I could work it for her. She asked me would I mind and I said I would be disappointed if she didn’t. She said ok give me a clue or two and I will see how I go. I said I would suggest you concentrate on where my cock is giving you the most pleasure; some women have vaginal orgasms and others clitoral. She said when I masturbate it’s always the clitoris I work on. I said well see if you can get the sensation centered on your clit and if you want me to apply pressure or do it in a certain way just tell me and I will and we can see if we can organize a great finish for you. She then sort of worked herself about a bit and said now that’s perfect just keeping it going like you are now and I think I will be able to. It only took about a minute and she began to cry or get very emotional and said it happening I am going to cum, oh this is unbelievable and I stared to go harder and faster as most women like and she was loosing complete control, she grabbed her nipples and shut her eyes and I knew she would be there in a moment and just after she let out her first of many loud moans and grunts as she lost control of herself.  I came as well and I filled the teat of the condom. I tried to keep my cock as hard as I could until she was completely over her orgasm and then she began to whimper and the tears began to roll down her cheeks. She opened her eyes and said I am sorry, I said I am not, I am glad I could make you happy for your first big experience with me. I lay down on top of her and snuggled into he neck and kissed her neck a couple of times. I could smell the sweat and sex of her body. She put her arms around me and said that was the most amazing experience I have ever had. I have never reached orgasm before and never been with a man other than my husband and never enjoyed sex like that ever. I just cant believe I have just done that and enjoyed it more than any other experience.

She was really a fantastic fuck and wanted to enjoy what we were doing together. She had not had a lot of experience and that was obvious, she was also lonely and sex starved. She had been married for less than a year before her husband was posted.  We fucked twice, and had her orgasm both times. We sat naked on the bed afterwards and talked I asked if she had any problems with me being younger. She said she had really enjoyed being with me but being the first time with somebody other than her husband she felt a bit uneasy about relaxing too much and making herself look like a bit of a whore.  She said she enjoyed having sex with me but really the whole scene was far more extensive than she realized. She really didn’t want to become too involved with some of the other guys there, as they were senior to her husband and she said that would make her compliant to their desires. She had already been approached by a couple of the senior men but had deferred any relationship with them at the time. Obviously they had put the word out for her to be invited into the ring so they could get their wish.

We had showered which she hadn’t realized we did, so hadn’t brought a towel. She shared mine and I said some days some of the women are a real mess as not all insist on condoms.

Afterwards we dressed and went out to the lounge and Dora was waiting for us. She said how was it and Pam just couldn’t contain herself and she raved on for ages about how good it was an how she enjoyed it more with me than her husband and I would have to educate him. She said if he joins the ring I am sure there are a lot of women who would be quite capable of doing that. Then she said she had never thought of having him here. Dora said I am sure he wont take long to hear about you if you join us, the men have funny ways of finding out their wives have not been faithful while they have been away and then it usually come out about their foreign affairs as well. They are no angels believe me.

Then she dressed and left. She got my number and address and said I will be in touch.

I then shared my cock by having sex with Dora, Nothing was said, she just undressed as I followed and we had sex like having a cup of tea. Nothing was said it was just expected and it happened. We talked about Pam and how she might become a ring member and the treatment she will get at first. I said some of those men will nail her to the floor with their cocks, she has only had her husbands and mine and we are about the same size she said. Dora said I am not really happy having her in just yet, I would prefer she has a couple more guys on the side at home or somewhere else before she joins us. I know she will be fucked constantly the first few times here by some of the old lechers, they really fancy themselves and I just hope she can handle it. Some of the women won’t appreciate a much younger woman either. I said leave her to me I will try and break her in for a month or so, I think I will be able to repeat today’s performance without too much trouble, she really let herself go and had her first orgasms having sex with me. Dora said her poor husband is going to wonder what happened to her while he was away as she will possibly rape him when he gets home.

The following day Pam rang and asked when I could visit, I said within the hour and she sort of gasped and said that quickly. I wasn’t expecting you to call so soon I said, but for you I could even make it minutes. She giggled and said well I will have to move fast, I will expect you when I see you.

Patr 2 follows.

about 6 ft tall, slim with great breasts and curvasious hips, she had long brown/red hair and was simply stunning. As she got closer I noticed just how much her dress was being blown into her and the outline of her waste and the way the dress pushed back between her legs left a clear outling of her nikkers.

I couldn't take my eyes off her and then just as we were about to cross a gust of wind blew her sideways towards the road. My reflexes were sharp enough to reach out and grab her arm as she stumbled off the curb certain to fall over. Her heel went into a storm drain, her ankle twisted, the heel snapped off she fell toward the road and the contence of her satchel flew down the street as she dropped it, just as i got my other arm behind her to stop her from falling all the way to the ground. I awkwardly pulled her upward back to her feet and turned her round to face me and asked if she was ok.

She stood in silence for a few seconds and then just dropped her head and replied a sollom yes. I bent down and picked up a few sheets of paper that were caught on sign posts and a parked cars tyre but most of them where gone half way across the city. As i stood back up I glanced up at the woman to see tears rolling down her face.

I was unsure what to do so i just walked up and put my arms round her and said "One of those days huh?" Her arms roped round my back and she nodded into my shoulder as she wept. She quickly gained composure and stepped back from me and still not looking up thanked me. I told her it was nothing and introduced my self. She then introduced herself as Kate and that the paper work was so very important and that she had to try and retrieve as much as she could and with that turned and started hobbling off down the street, thanking me again before she turned. It was then I finally got to look directly into her eyes. They were still wet with tears but they were stunning! I stood frozen for a second, stunned by there beauty then snapped out of it as she took another little stumble trying to keep upright in her broken heel and the howling wind. I quickly caught upto her and grabbed her hand and guided her into the shelter of a cafe. SHe insisted that she must get the paper work but I told her I would do it for her and sat her down and ushered to the waiter to organise the lady a drink. I scurried out the door and ran off down the street fetching paper from high and low. An elderly woman had caught about 5 sheets and handed them back and two boys saw me chasing peices of paper and joined in, enjoying ot as a game. I collected all that I could find and headed back to the cafe.

On my return the lady was sitting with both her shoes on the table and was sipping at what seemed to be a whisky on ice. I sat down opposite her and placed the the paper work on the table and told her that it was all i could find. She thanked me again and again and I repeatedly told her it was nothing. I grabbed her heels and looked at the broken one. I wanted to make this woman happy and I remembered that I had a friend who owned ashoe store just round the corner. I looked over at the lady and flashed her a smile and said I'll be right back order me one of what your having and ran out the door.

IN a flash I had ran round to my mates store given him the shoes to repair and picked up a simular pair for her to wear fir the remainder of the day. I ran back into the store with the box and the repair docket and said Sebastiyn VAughan at your service my lady in the best James Bond voice I could muster up. She starred at me again with those amazing eyes, now dry and with the sweetest voice said "Are you some sort of saint?" with the cutest quizmical look I had ever seen. "Nah, nothing that special, just a guy wanting to cheer up a very unlucky but amazingly attractive woman" I said blushing slightly and feeling a little silly. She told me i had done a very good job of cheering her up and told me that she had to repay me in some way. I had started sipping on my drink and knowing that she wasnt short of a buck as my mate at the shoe store said her shoes where not cheap by any means i replied, "Buy me this drink and we'll call it even" how bout I buy you dinner instead she replied and for the first time a smile beamed on to her face that totally caught my breath. I agreed to dinner and although it was only about 6:30pm she motioned to the waiter to bring us some menues.

We ate and chatted and I was totally taken away with her intelect, her wit and sence of humour let alone her startling beauty. It seemed like an hour had gone past when it had been 3 and it was time to leave. We both had drank through out the meal and afterward and were both a little pissed but very happy. We walked out the front of the cafe resteraunt and agreed to share a cab as be both lived in a simular part of town. We reached her house first and she invited me in for a coffee and some more conversation and i agreed.

We walked into her home and she showed me through to the kitchen and told me to wait while she visited the bathroom. I started making coffee whilst she was gone finding my way round the kitchen. I snooped a little into the living area and looked at the photos on her fridge of her with a bordie collie dog and then some other pics of her with what seemed to be two equally attractive friends. "There my two sisters" she announced as she re-entered the kitchen now in bare feet, "their my best friends we do everything together". "Wow you three must turn heads everywhere you go" i blurted again blushing a little. She smiled and said "my sisters do" to which I replied "well you had my head spinning before you had even gotten all the way out of the cab this afternoon". Again my mouth had ran before my mind could click into gear, i didnt want her to think I had helped her just to get into her pants, but she put me at ease as she said "Well no matter how much a guy trys to wow me I would never ask just any guy into my house, espicially if I'd only met them a few hours earlier." We both went quiet as she took over making the coffe and then handed me my cup and headed toward the living area.

I sat down next to her and she placed her cup on the coffee table then took my cup and sat down as well. She looked at me and said I still dont think I have thanked you enough and with that she lent forward and started to kiss me. This was not expected but i quickly got use to it and i took her into my arms and kissed her long and passionatly. With out taking her lips from mine she pushed me backward and alyed me down onto the couch. She crawled up and straddled me as my cock instantly became hard in my pants. She pushed againsgt me and moaned as she rocked her hips on my cock. It was all happening so fast but I was going to dare stop her. She lossened my tie and undid my shirt still kissing me. Then my belt came ondone and my pants were loosened and her hand reached down and grabbed a handful of my rigid cock. I pulled her dress up until i could slide my hand under it and ontonthe sides of her thighs. I lifted my hands up to her waste waiting to feel her panties but there were none she had left them off when she went to the bathroom. I broke the kiss momentarliy and said "when did you plan to do this?" and she replied "Just after we finished our mains" before kissing me again.

I rapt my back up over her ass then between her legs from behind. She rocked her hips back to reach for my searching hand as it found her now wet pussy. She moaned again into my lips as my fingers worked her. she was on all fours above me now pulling at my cock while i had bot both hands involved in stoking her pussy. she suddenly sat up right pulled her dress over her head tossed it to the floor than dissappeared down my body and took my cock into her mouth. i let out a moan and then said "You better turn round so i can give you the same favour." She wasted no time in spinning around and nuzzling her pussy donw onti my face. IN seconds of my tounge licking at her clit and pussy she was rocking her hips on my mouth and moaning with my cock in her mouth. This was sending small vibrations up and down my cock and I was ready to blow at any second.Then her body started to tence up and I knew what was coming i concentrated on the job at hand and moved my hand around so i could get to fingers and slide them into her while my tounge frantically worked her clit. My cock came out of her mouth as she let out a loud moan and her hand took over pumping my pre errupting cock. With her sitting up slightly i removed my fingers and licked her all over. she squirmed on my face causing my tounge to swoop into her ass, she moaned again and positioned her tight ass right on my mouth, I continued to lick except this time it was her ass that my tounge was disapperaing into. One hand was now on her clit while her other hand was pumping my cock. Her moans increased and then she slid her pussy back on to my mouth as her juices started spilling if not squirting out of her. That took me over the edge and my cock errupted its first two jets into the air and the remainder in to Kate's mouth as she engulthed me once again.  

We layed there motionless except for our breathing until Kate whispered lets go upstairs to my room.......

 

size: 10pt; font-family: verdana;">'I beg your pardon??' Tonks said quickly.

'I said, what about your pubes? Can you turn them any colour?'

Harry thought he had said something silly and thought she was off donwnstairs to inform the others but much to his disbelief, she proudly said,

'Of course I can! want to see?'

Harry's mind was racing by now and the thought of seeing his first real vagina, made his dick start to press against the sides of his boxers as it began to extend.

'uhh yeah!?' he exclaimed

She masterfully lifted of her robes standing in his bedroom in just her underwear.

'Jesus Christ' said Harry in awe

Slowly she peeled off her dripping wet knickers. Harry had heard of girls getting wet if they were excited, and felt quite pleased with himself. She stepped out of her knickers and threw them at Harry. Harry caught them and felt the wetness dripping onto his hands. He leaned down and smelt the strong musky warm odour of Tonk's pussy. It sent him wild. He then gave them a quick lick,but before he could do anything else, Tonks was already laid on harry's bed with her legs spread open.

'What did you want me to change then?'

Harry looked down on her Brazillian shave and already thought it was perfect. then, curiously he said,

'make it orange?'

Tonks scrunched up her face and all of a sudden there it was, glowing orange in the dim light. Harry noticed it was getting dark and flicked on the light exposing her glimmering pussy, drenched in its own juices.

'Wow, you must be really horny' Harry said

'I am Harry' said Tonks in a very dirty voice

Slowly Harry made his way over to the bed, crouched down next to the bed and without warning, stuck his tongue right up her tight pussy. Immediately her juices began to trickle don Harry's throat and he liked the taste so went on licking the whole pussy not wanting to spare a drop. Once he had cleaned up, Tonks was moaning loudly and said,

'Right now its my turn'

and skillfully undid Harry's belt and pulled his boxers down so they were round his ankles. Harry's six and a half inch cock sprang to life. Tonks grabbed it and licked slowly aroung the top of the foreskin, and slowly pulled it down exposing harry's full purple head. She began to expertly suck just on the bell. within minutes harry splurted his load right into her mouth and she let it dribble out of her mouth and onto her tits. she unclipped her bra and unleashed the c cup tits with beautiful nipples. she slowly rubbed the cum into her nipples and licked at them.

'I want you inside me harry' Tonks said breathlessly

'Ok but one thing' said harry 'make your pussy completely bare'

and in an instant her pussy was a beautiful skin colour. Harry rubbed his face against it, then his mouth, pushing her fleshy pussy lips around with his own lips. Harry stood up and planted his dick on top of her pussy and let it touch her shaven skin for a few moments before plunging it right in so that his balls hit her asshole. Harry held it in there, feeling the warmth and tightness of his very first pussy. slowly he bagan to move around a little pushing the base of his cock against her hardened clit, making her squeal with pleasure.

'Ohhhh Harry' she murmered

gently, harry began to push and pull a little harder, placing his thumb on top of her pussy feeling her soft labia and now solid clitoris. As he pumped in and out of her he listened to the squelching noise it was making and felt where his cock was going holding the shaft untill in sank inside her. After a few minutes of this, someone called from downstairs,

'Are you ready you two? We have to get going'

'We're just coming' gasped Tonks as they began to climax.

Tonks was bucking and jirating like a bull, moving herself towards Harry's every penetration. it all came at once tonks exploded covering harry's balls with her cum which resulted in Harry shooting his load into the deepest parts of her pussy. panting, he collapsed on top of her. They lay there for a few moments, Harry just feeling her nice squishy tits on his firm chest. before pulling his sagging dick out of her with a suction like noise. Tonks smiled as they pulled thier clothes back on. Harry was greedy for more already, and Tonks seeming to read his mind said,

'Don't worry, I'm sure there will be dozens of opportunities for more of this once we get to

Grimmrauld Place

, we have the rest of the summer!'

Harry just grinned sheepishly and followed her downstairs with his luggage, fondling her pussy as he went.

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s talking about dropping me up to the camp on the Sunday as he had meetings on Monday.  It was no big deal as quite a few of them were arriving Sunday even though camp did not officially start until next day.

The other thing going through my mind was Saturday night and what was the plan – images began to rush through my mind, stirring the beast that was asleep and I quickly closed them down as I had a feeling I would need all my strength for tomorrow night.   Early next morning I awoke and gave Mike a shout as we were going to the island to meet some friends and go fishing.  After much grumbling he was ready and we set off arriving about 10:00 at Spud’s house which looked out over the Bay and when we went inside we found Cindy, her cousin Lisa and Spud all having some breakfast.  “Cup of tea- lads?” asked Cindy as she bounced off the seat   “Tea and toast please Cind” I replied and gave her a hug and a peck as she went by.  “How about you Mike?” Cindy quizzed  “Yeah please – is Cheryl not here” he replied.    

“Not yet but she will be, I told her we were going out at 11:30 and she has all the bottles with her” Cindy informed us.  Now before you go wondering Mike and Spud are into Scuba-diving as were the girls so it was no surprise that this was not just going to be a fishing trip.   About 20 minutes later Cheryl arrived, tripping in through the door with those big eyes and untidy glossy hair with a big pair of sun glasses and without much banter we all piled out in a hurry to get to the boat and out to sea.

The journey out went quick, we were going to a point where the guys were diving on a wreck and then after about an hour diving we would go fishing.  Now when I say we, I was excluded from the diving as I had not finished my training and someone had to look after the boat.   I dropped the drag anchor and gave everybody a hand to get their kit on and then after a couple of sploshes I was alone.

I sat up on deck of the 30 foot boat that was shared by my cousins and us and turned on the radio, just chilling enjoying the sun.  It seemed only minutes when there was a noise by the boat and a pair of fins landed on the deck quickly followed by Cheryl heaving herself onboard.  “Whats up” I asked “”Oh its my valve its playing up and anyway its cold down there and the sun is shining so I though what the hell” offered Cheryl.   I helped her off with her tanks and then went into the galley to get a cup of coffee which is a must to get the body warming again and came back with one each.  “Here you go get this inside you” I chirped as she unzipped her wet suit top and stepped out of it and suddenly I was lost for words.  Her nipples were standing out like..  like.. like Scammel wheel nuts, they were pushing through the material of her swimsuit and they were or appeared erect and switched on.   “oops, sorry Jack, it’s the cold it makes them do that” Cheryl apologised embarrassed as she grabbed a jumper to throw over her.  “And I thought you were just pleased to see me “ I recovered with a quip and Cheryl’s face went red and she turned away.  It was then that I realised that the sight of her nipples had made me somewhat erect as well and now it was my turn to go red and mumble an apology.  “Sorry ..” I started  “Its OK Jack, I’m glad I have that affect on someone” she smiled and then changed the subject. 

I let it go but it rumbled around in my head for a while and then it came together with Cindy’s comments about Mike and I could not believe that he was not getting it on with this vision.   “Bloody idiot” I thought I’d thought “What Jack” Cheryl asked” “Oh nothing Cher just mumbling” I said realising I’d spoken my thoughts out loud.   “I hear you’ve come of age” she stated “from what Cindy says you’re not like your brother at all”   “No, I’ve got all the brains and looks” I joked wondering what Cindy had said.   “Anyway what has Cind been saying then” I enquired quietly, my voice going slightly hoarse remembering my encounter  “ “Oh that you are now a man jack and no longer a child and that you know things” “What things” I prodded   “That you know how to make a girl happy Jack – that you know things most of the lads older than you don’t”   I started to burn, my face getting red not because of what she had said but because my cock was getting stiffer and stiffer as even through the jumper she was wearing her nipples stood to attention again and were trying to pierce the material.   She looked down seeing what I was looking at, I turned away – “Jack, I’m sorry, its not fair but you are having this affect on me and it’s not just my nipples are erect” she gasped, not believing she had said that.

I took a step toward her and reached out and cupped her beautiful face gently in my hands, bent down and let my lips brush across her full red moist cushions, It felt so sweet, I caressed her lips again with mine, she moaned, I slipped my tongue out of my lips and ran it around hers moistening them and yet licking her own taste up at the same time.   I felt a big rush of love, hot flushing all the way through my body that settled in my groin.  Cheryl responded and we kissed deeply for about five minutes, nothing had been said yet, I pulled her closer and she virtually jumped when she came up against my rampant cock.  “Hell Jack, is that for me” she joked throatily and then as my hand ran down her back, caressing the very small of her she moaned again and went limp.  I held her tighter and stroked from the top of her swim suit from her bottom up the centre of her back following the spinal ridge and she was lost in what was obviously erotic sensations.  My head filled with the now familiar smell of sex as she began to get turned on, I traced my fingers down her spine, lent her slightly backward and allowed them to continue all the way between her tight buttocks into the valley which was opening up ahead of them.  I found a damp area and gently but firmly stroked this area and then continued forward where t my surprise I found her sex button pushing itself through the swimsuit just like her nipples.   I flicked it with my finger, rolled it between my thumb and finger and was rewarded by a new wave of musk.

Behind us there was a noise, as a pair of fins landed in the boat and Cindy’s head appeared over the gunnel.  We jumped apart both guilty at what was happening.   Cheryl popped through the cabin door and disappeared down into the galley.  Cindy flopped unto the deck, looked up and smiled “Not interrupting anything am I” she teased and I smiled back saying “nothing more than usual Cind” and tried to change tack.  She sat down on the deck and quietly whispered “lucky girl – but don’t get caught”  We both smiled and shared our knowledge quietly and without purpose and then Cheryl came back up with some more coffee for us.  “Will they be long down there” Cheryl asked Cindy “No, its bloody freezing so I think about another 10 minutes maximum” she replied.

I went off to do some stuff, changed the8 track tape that was blaring but as I did I noticed the two girls with their heads together conspiring something and me unsure if that was good or bad.   The rest came up very soon afterwards and it was with relief that I could concentrate on the fishing as Mike took control of the boat.   As we parted that afternoon, despite being asked to stay down for a party which I had to explain was impossible as I was going to one already, Cheryl gave me the normal hug and whispered “We are not finished yet”.  I stumbled back a bit, smiled and told them I was away all next week at camp but would be down for the rest of the summer after that and we left to rings of banter and lewd comments about girls who ride horses.

Got back home about six o’clock, grabbed something to eat and then went off to have a shower having fielded mums questions about where I was going.   I had grown a bit over the year and now stood at about 5 ft 6 ins and weighed in about nine stone and was pretty solid but no flab and I was dressed in a faded pair of blue jeans with a cheesecloth striped shirt and a pair of desert boots – I looked cool as I smiled at myself in the mirror.   The doorbell rang and mum shouted  that Judy was here for me  and I charged down the stairs.   “I’ll be back about 11:00 mum” and we were gone.   Jude opened the car jumped in and leant across and opened my door and as she did I got a good glimpse of her tits that obviously had no bra to contain them.  I jumped in and smiled at her and said “right lets go then”   “we are picking up Lou on the way and meeting Mandy for a drink at the Castle Inn for a drink or two first” answered Judy “that’s fine by me” I agreed and off we went hardly saying a word.   We picked up Lou who was wearing a short miniskirt and tight top and then went straight to the pub where we met Mandy.

“Hey you lot” Mandy greeted us as we walked into the pub and we went over and sat down with her only to be met with a stare from the barman “Is he old enough Mandy” asked Fion the barman   “He’s Ok Fion trust me” Mandy replied and then got the drinks in.   We exchanged chit chat but it was as if everyone was on edge so after the first drink Mandy suggested we get a carry out and go back to her place – which we did.   As soon as we entered the house you could feel the electricity and expectation in the air “Jude get the drinks sorted and lets go into the lounge” instructed Mandy “OK” agreed Jude and we all went through where we sat and talked about pony club camp but only Mandy was going.  “Lets put on a movie” suggested Lou “I’ve brought one with me, and we can play some cards whilst its playing”  Everyone agreed and Mandy got the table cleared and put the cards down “Strip Jack Poker Jack if that’s OK with you” implored Jude “Yeah that’s fine but I’ve never played it before so you will have to tell me how” I offered.

The cards were dealt and the rules explained and as we started to play I looked at the screen that Mandy had set up along with her dads movie camera I was shocked to see it was a sex movie and sat there watching transfixed.  I looked around and we all had stopped playing and were staring at the scenes before us. We were on our second drink by now and things were loosening up but what we saw on the screen had us mesmerised – there was a black guy fucking a white girl up the ass with a huge cock and a guy in front of her forcing his cock down her throat, all very explicit and not subtle.  I scanned the girls and all had gone quiet with Lou having pulled her skirt up and slowly stroking the front of her knickers on which a spreading dark patch was out of control.   Jude had her hand up her own teashirt and was rolling a nipple between her finger and thumb and Mandy just sat with her mouth open.

Jude was sitting on the sofa beside me so I rolled over lifted her teashirt and sucked the nipple she was playing with into my mouth and bit the end gently – she moaned “fuck – yeah just suck it hard Jack” so I did as I was told and at the same time released her other tit which had a very erect nipple.  I moved from one to the other and then ran my hand down Jude’s body stopped at the buttons to her jeans and tried to unbutton them with one hand.  Jude’s hands came down and quickly undid them and lifted her bum up as she slid her jeans down her legs to reveal a totally naked cunt.  I explored her cunt lips which were quite swollen and then slid down her body and began to lap at her sex juices.  “Jack lie down on the floor” Jude instructed and without any thought I did, she shucked off her teashirt and came over and ripped off my shirt damaging a couple of buttons and then began kissing me whilst rubbing her tits up and down my chest.  I felt hands at my jeans and shoes and soon I had only my Y fronts on which were pulled down revealing a rigid cock.   All the time I had not looked down as Jude was kissing and rubbing me. 

Mandy appeared at my head and simply poised over my head and lowered her cunt until I was able to get my tongue right up in.   Jude kept rubbing her tits up and down my chest and then “Finger my cunt jack, finger my cunt!” she instructed.  I groped and found the entrance to her sopping wet cave and slipped two fingers straight in with my thumb flicking and rubbing off her clit.  Jude sat up and forced my fingers further in and began rocking back and forward on them and looking up I could see Mandy was sucking her nipples very hard, nearly biting them which was sending Jude over the top.   I felt Jude stiffen then relax and then she began to thrust back at the same time as down unto my fingers, then something hot and wet engulfed my cock and began to greedily try and suck its life out.   “jesus I’m going to cum” Jude screamed and with that shuddered again and again as she reached her orgasm.   Mandy began to thrust down unto my tongue and I slipped my wet slippery fingers which had been inside Jude forward and found Mandy’s partly lubricated bum hole and pushed my middle finger straight up and in.   My cock was given its freedom but in a second it was recaptured inside a tight tunnel.  I could feel it baulk at the entrance and then it slid in slowly at first peeling back the silken fold, then rushing headlong into glorious wet.   I wriggled my finger around in Mandy’s bum, she began to squeal and push down unto my finger.   My cock was being rammed in and out of its cave, being pulled right out until nearly escaping then being slid all the way back in, in one movement it was delicious, delirious and then I felt it start.  “I’m cumming I moaned as my mouth was crushed under a streaming cunt and with that I exploded inside whatever trapped my surging cock.  It started in my toes and rushed all the way up my body and back down to my balls as I gushed and gushed loads of sperm inside whatever held me.  “Me too” wailed Mandy and I could feel her muscles ripple with the sensation, her bum muscles tighten and then her juices flowed out over my face and tongue.   I thought I could hear someone moan and then the person riding my cock stopped, I could feel her cunt milking me dry and then she relaxed and my balls felt as if someone had poured warm oil over them.

We all lay there  not moving then Mandy leant back and raised herself off my face, a drop her sex juice dripped out unto my nose Sorry Jack” she apologised as she wiped it off.  Jude fell forward unto my chest and lay there and as I looked over her shoulder I could see Lou who had been sitting on my cock facing away from me stand up and as she was about to release my sore cock she reached down and held her hand to stem the flow of cum that was trickling down her legs.

She went to hobble to the downstairs toilet but Mandy grabbed her and pulled her down, rolled her back and began to suck our mingled sex juices out of her cunt.   You could hear her lapping and sucking away determined not to miss any of it.

Jude put her arms around me and gave me a big cuddle wit a lovely kiss on my neck saying “you are a special boy jack – perhaps I should have kept you for myself”   I watched as Mandy continued to lick out Lou and very soon Lou’s hips began to buck as Mandy sucked and nibbled her clit and then Mandy’s hand disappeared as her finger sought Lou’s anus, she must have found it because Lou began to lift her bottom off the floor and slam it back down and all of a sudden she began to cry as an extreme orgasm hit her and let go of all of her emotions.  It was strange it was as if she was crying and laughing at the same time, then she collapsed totally spent.

“ I need a drink” I moaned and heaved Jude off “git” she said “I was comfy there but get me one to”  and this was met with similar wails of “and me” from the others.   I came back in with the drinks and noticed that the film had just finished as it flapped around on the spare reel “bloody hell we’ve missed most of it “ I commented to be answered by Mandy “who needs a film with you her Jack” which was met with agreement from the other girls.   We sat on the sofa and drank our beer and the Mandy came over and sat down between my legs and began to lick my foreskin, she pulled the skin back and licked the join between skin and head which began to cause my cock to swell.  Its head was red from the riding Lou had given it but with Mandy’s persistence and greedy lips it soon stood to full attention.  

“ I need to be filled now” Mandy demanded and she stood up, turned away from me and lowered herself unto my cock.  She let it slip in slowly and then began to slide up and down with her slippery tube making farting nosies the faster she went.  Lou was flat out on the floor.  Jude came alongside me and kissed me softly and gently, nibbling my ears and then nipples, gently encouraging me, whispering into my ear “go on fuck her, fill her full of spunk, that’s it fuck her” and at the same time she slipped a hand down and parted Mandy’s bum cheeks, licked her fingers and pushed a digit into her bum.  I watched fascinated as I could see the sphincter muscle hold firm and resist and then like a seal it parted and allowed the finger to slip in with no leakage or gap.   Responding to his Mandy reached down and tugged on my balls and slipped her own finger past seeking my bum hole and on finding it rather than penetrate she simply circled the hole with her finger and gently pushing back the entry without completing which began to send me crazy.

“That’s it” I cried – she took her finger away “No No do that again” I pleaded and she returned to her duty.  I began to come as she raised herself up to the tip of my cock, holding it with her cunt lips and then contracted the muscles which blew me away and I shot my load and then just when I thought I’d finished she slid all the way down unto my shaft and I felt as if I had emptied my entire being into her.   As she slid down she barked “fucking hell !!!!” and the sat quietly on my lap holding unto my knees.

“Are you OK” Jude asked quietly “ Yeah I’m fine just a bit gone really” I replied “Just lie there I’ll bring you a drink of water” and she left and returned with a glass “Drink this you’ll feel better” Jude urged.   She slapped Mandy on the arse and said ”get your arse up you greedy girl, you can’t keep him all to yourself”  Mandy stood up and a flow of cum ran down her leg as she raced for the toilet.   Jude came over with some tissues and helped clean up then suggested we have a shower to clean up.

We all piled into the big double shower and washed each other gently and then dried off but everyone was too spent to do anything else except I suspected Jude but she did not make a big thing about it.   It was getting late so we headed off, dropped Lou off on the way and drove heading toward home all the while not a word had been said apart from grunts of goodbye.  Jude pulled into to a farm entry, it was getting fairly dark and switched off the engine.  She leant over and I turned my head to meet her and we kissed, the softest, most gentle kiss I have ever had.  “Mmm that’s nice “ I croaked   “Jack .. I don’t know what to say, I enjoyed tonight but ,   but I want to see you on my own” she blurted out  “But if you want to see all of us then that’s fine as well cause I started it and its my fault” she continued, her eyes moistening over.  “Hey Jude   -  theres a song like that isn’t there” I joked  she turned away, I reached out and drew her back and answered “I’d like to see you too – on our own”.   Her arms shot round me and hugged me and she added “I’ll always be your friend Jack – no matter what”

We drove home holding hands, girlfriend and boyfriend but agreed not to be exclusive unless together, she dropped me off, kissed me that same slow soft, engulfing kiss and then warned “be careful next week Jack – Mandy will have told a few of the girls so they’ll be out to get you so don’t let them bully you into something you don’t want” “Oh and enjoy what you do want” and she was gone in a puff of beetle smoke.

“So Mandy will tell the others” I thought as I went inside “ I wonder if she’ll tell Ellen Sheafer the blonde gorgeous one that was there last year” and with that went to bed

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

stroking it. She couldn't help but see that he had a full erection; his dick stood out hard and thick and throbbing as he stroked it up and down. She stood there speechless as he turned toward her, pointing his rigid prick at her and looking straight at her face as he rubbed his cock. She was at a loss what to do; she finally broke away and walked out of the cloakroom...

Later that day she kicked off her shoes and laid back in an easy chair in her apartment and sipped a drink as she reflected on the week that was. She pursed her lips and nodded in satisfaction. All in all, it had been a good week—far better than she had expected; for she had completed her first week of teaching, and nothing catastrophic had happened; she had made no major foul-ups, and nothing really bad had occurred. Her students were for the most part "okay"; a few were rambunctious, but that was to be expected from ninth graders—most of them fourteen or fifteen years old. Yes, all in all, it went pretty good, she thought, all but the incident of seeing the student in the cloakroom. She smiled wryly. But even that was not a catastrophe or a foul-up. It's funny, she thought. I suppose I should have reported the boy, or admonished him, or something, but ... my goodness, he just stood there, looking at me, and stroking his ... Umm—his name is Calvin; fourteen, I guess ... he just kept stroking it ... thick and stiff for a fourteen-year-old boy—umm ... Should I report him? ... No, not for that ... gee, but his—his thing was so thick and stiff—throbbing, straining, and he kept stroking it and pointing it at me—and looking at me...

Her throat and mouth were dry; she gulped and licked her lips; her heart was absolutely thudding, and a fizzy tingling had begun in her pussy and had shot upward to her breasts...

She sighed and wagged her head. Ah—it's been too long, she thought; too long since I had a ... how long? Three months? It's just that—here I am, in this new position; I don't know anyone yet—at school or anywhere else—first week of school and teaching and all...

Periodically, through the weekend, she found herself thinking of the student, of his stroking his thick stiff throbbing prick, pointing it right at her, and looking at her as he stroked the cock...

The following Monday she was in the middle of her sixth period class; she had given her students problems to be solved, and they were to raise their hands if they needed help. She saw the boy raise his hand and she walked back to him. He sat in the last row in the rear, his desk behind all the others. She stood over him, and he pointed down on his workbook. "I don't understand how to do this," he said. As she looked down she saw that he had his hand on his crotch and was stroking it. She saw that he had a bulging hard-on.

Toward the end of the sixth period, she passed out graded papers to the students; she walked around the room handing the papers to them. When she walked back to his desk to give him his paper she saw that he had pulled his cock out and was stroking it. He looked straight at her as he rubbed his thick stiff throbbing cock.

The bell rang and the students scrambled and dashed for the door—all but Calvin. She noticed that he had made his way to the cloakroom.

Her throat and mouth were suddenly dry; her heart thumped. She got up and walked back to the cloakroom, hesitated, and then opened the door.

The boy stood there stroking his cock. Jeannie looked down at it, and gulped and licked her lips. He walked toward her and tugged his cock up. Jeannie gave out a little gasping sound, and then she went down on her knees, grasped his hips, opened her lips and took the prick in.

The boy clutched her head and drove his dick in her mouth, and she began sucking his cock.

The boy was no virgin; he knew what to do. He let her suck his prick for a few minutes, but he didn't want to shoot his wad in her mouth. He wanted to fuck her. In just a few minutes, he had her down on the floor and was pumping his cock in her pussy,

Jeannie had her arms and legs wrapped around him and was fucking back at him. She was so wrapped up in the fucking that she failed to hear the door of the cloakroom being opened or see the person who had opened it and had stood there for a few minutes watching. The door closed again....

The next day Jeannie was surprised and alarmed to receive a summons to the principal's office. She felt a sense of trepidation about it, and wondered what it could be. Maybe an evaluation, she thought.

She entered the office and looked nervously at the principal, Mr. Stone. He was a heavy-set man with a ruddy complexion and a flinty look. He didn't glare at her but he did fix her with a somber gaze. He stood up from his desk and moved around it and came to within three feet of her. He held a folder.

"Ms. Boyce, I've been reviewing your file," he said. "You've been teaching here for a week." He closed the folder and pitched it onto the desk.

"Yes, sir," she replied. "This makes my second week."

"And how do you like teaching here?"

"Oh, I like it, sir, it's great. Everything about it has been good."

"You want to continue teaching here?"

"Why, yes sir. Very much so."

"Well, I'm afraid that may not be possible."

Jeannie quailed back till her rear end touched against the desk. "Wha ... what, sir? Uh—I mean—I don't understand."

"Well, I'll make it clear to you. Your behavior, your conduct, has been, shall I say, less than becoming. To be specific, you've committed an act, which has no grounds for appeal. I refer to your actions with your student in the cloakroom yesterday."

Jeannie's face blanched and her lower lip dropped. She started to speak, but nothing came out but a stutter.

"Of course, there is no excuse or appeal you can make. Ordinarily, you would be summarily dismissed immediately—terminated, and I don't have to tell you that it would mark the end of your teaching—anywhere. I would be the one to dismiss you—it's up to me."

"Mr. Stone—I don't think—I mean—I—"

"Ms. Boyce, yesterday, when you were in the cloakroom, you didn't see or notice the door being opened and someone seeing you with the student. That someone was I, Ms. Boyce. I saw you and the student, saw what you were doing. So there's no need for you to deny it or try to justify it."

She gulped, wagged her head and looked down. There was nothing she could say.

"As I said, Ms. Boyce, it's up to me, if you are dismissed or not. Now, the way I see it is this: Perhaps something can be worked out. It's up to you, Ms. Boyce."

"Something can be worked out?"

"Yes, Ms. Boyce. You know what I mean. It can be worked out—here and now."

She saw the way he was looking at her body. She also saw the pointed throbbing bulge in his pants. She then realized what the score was. And she also realized that she really had no choice, and there was no decision to be made anyway. Of course she would acquiesce.

"What ... what do you want me to do?" she asked.

He walked over to the door and locked it, and then came back and stood close to her. "You know what to do," he said. He nodded toward her blouse. "The top--and the bottom."

She understood and she complied. She unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off. Then she slid her skirt down. He nodded. "Okay, all the rest too—the top—and the bottom."

She unhooked her bra and pulled it off, and then slid her panties down and off.

Mr. Stone looked at her naked body, and he gave out an "Umm." He reached out and clutched her titties and rubbed and squeezed them. He grasped her behind her legs and lifted and pushed her back onto the desk, and lifted her legs and drew them back. He went down on her, rubbing his mouth on her pussy and sliding his tongue along the slit. He clasped her hips and jammed his tongue in her cunt.

Jeannie gasped at the sensation of his tongue jabbing in her pussy. She thrust her cunt up, pressing it on his mouth.

He slid his tongue out and pulled her forward. He hurriedly unbuckled and unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. He grasped her around her hips and pulled her forward onto his prick.

He drove his thick hard cock up her cunt, digging it in, stuffing it deep. Then he pulled back a few inches and drove it forward again.

Jeannie wrapped her arms around his shoulders and locked her legs around his waist. He then proceeded to fuck her royally.

"Ohh, ahh, umm, ahh," Jeannie gasped and fucked back at him.

He went down on her tits, licking and sucking them as he pumped the meat to her.

"Unh, ahh, ooh—ahh, umm," Jeannie cooed out as he screwed her cunt.

He gave a mighty heave and crammed his cock in her cunt and let her have it. He squirted a gob of cum deep in her pussy.

Jeannie thrust her cunt up and tightened her muscles. Her pussy sucked on his cock, sucking up his cum.

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Jeannie felt good about it. She knew that now she was "protected"; she knew that the principal was on her side, so to speak. She was free—free to suck and fuck, and she intended to do just that.

At the end of the sixth and final period of the school day, Jeannie went to the cloakroom where the fourteen-year-old student had gone. She sucked his cock, and he fucked her mouth. She wrapped her legs around the boy, and he thrust his prick in her cunt. "Ahh—fuck me, boy, fuck your teacher," Jeannie gasped to him, as he pumped his boy cock in his teacher's pussy. "Ah yes, umm—so fucking good," she cooed.

He drove his dick up her cunt and squirted his boy cum deep in her pussy. "Ooh yes—oh sweet fucking boy, ummm yes," she panted as he pumped cum in her cunt.

This is great, Jeannie thought. I can suck and fuck every day here at school ... and there are dozens of students here—boys with nice stiff cocks just waiting to be sucked and to fuck their teacher. And there's the principal Mr. Stone also. I'm going to suck him too.

There was a boy in her third period class that she had her eye on. He was fifteen years old, and big and husky for his age. She got him in the cloakroom, and he couldn't believe his good fortune. His teacher sucked his cock, deep-throating him. Then she got on her hands and knees with her ass sticking up and told him to fuck her from behind. He drove his boy cock up his teacher's rear-end.

Jeannie was in heaven. This is so great, she thought. All the cock I could want is right here in this school. All I could want to fuck me ... all the cock I could want to suck.

hand furiously up and down the shaft of my dick. I quietly moaned to myself and thought of how tight Sarah’s pussy was last night. I pushed the blanket aside and stroked my dick faster.  I closed my eyes and replayed last night in my head. I pictured her riding my dick. The thought of her tight young pussy sliding up and down my cock made me cum. I let out a moan as a load of cum shot from my dick into the air before landing across my stomach.  I cleaned up and hurried off to school.

The school day dragged on especially long today. I sat in English class dreaming about my sister’s pussy still in disbelief that we just spent the night fucking each other’s brains out.  Time couldn’t pass by any slower. All I could think about was rushing home and fucking her before anybody else got home. I rubbed the head of my dick through my jeans. “There is no way I can wait until tonight!” I whispered to myself.  I’m glad I shot off a load this morning before class. Otherwise I’d be leaking cum in my pants. The bell rang just in time. Another minute of rubbing my crotch and I would be needing clean boxers.  Somehow I managed to keep buys for my last few classes.

School was finally over and I rushed home as fast as I could. I got undressed and hopped onto the bed. My dick was already throbbing and I couldn’t wait any longer.  I started to play with myself as I waited for her to get home.  I rubbed my hand back and forth over the head of my cock. A large drop of precum began to build up as I rubbed my cock head in and out of my hand. “If she where her I’d make her lick it off” I said to myself.  I continue to stroke and tease my dick for another 15 to 20 minutes before I stared to wonder why she wasn’t home yet.  I got dressed and walked downstairs thinking I might not have heard the door open. As I walked through the kitchen I noticed a flyer on the fridge about after school soccer try-outs. “Damn! That ha d to be today?” I said disappointedly before heading back upstairs.

It wasn’t until almost 9 when she pulled up the drive riding in moms van. A few minutes later mom came upstairs and poked her head in.

“Hey, honey” she said

“Ok” I answered.

“Well Sarah is having a few friends stay over so you be nice to them”

“Sure mom” I mumbled under my breath.

“Good night!” she said walking down the hall.

“I hope so! “  I said before catching myself. I watched TV for awhile trying to keep myself occupied. The girls start to quite down as it got later so I decided to go downstairs and see what was going on. I walked down the stairs and stopped to peek into the living room. I stood there for a few minutes looking at my sister and her friends. They were all wearing their soccer shorts that could not have been much shorter. I wave to my sister and continue down the hall towards the kitchen. “Fuck she looks so good right now” I mumble to myself. I get a drink and hang out for a few minutes thinking about my sister and her two friends staying over. “Maybe all of us could mess around” I thought bringing on an instant hard-on.  Quietly walk back down the hall toward the living room and peek my head around the corner. I try to get Sarah’s attention but. She looks up and makes eye contact with me but pretends I’m not there. I keep bugging her for a few minutes until she finally walks over.

“What do you want?” she asked annoyed.

“Do you want to do something tonight” I ask trying to keep my voice down.

 “No, my friends are here!” she said and walked back into the living room before I could say anything else. .

As angry and frustrated as I was right then the sight of her thick tan thighs in those tiny shorts turned me on more than ever. “I need that pussy tonight” I said under my breath before heading upstairs to wait.

I rolled over in bed and glanced at the clock. “Sweet, its 1am they should be out by now.” I thought. I would have been fast asleep by now if it weren’t for the massive growth between my legs. I got out of bed threw on my robe and quietly tiptoed down stairs. My sister and one of her friends were sleeping on opposite sides of the couch. I take a step into the living room to get a closer look at my sister’s friend but with no luck. She was wrapped tight in a comforter and dead asleep. My sister on the other hand must have been much warmer. She had changed into a night gown and was only partially covered by a light sheet.  It has been a few minutes and I haven’t heard anybody in the house move. Her other friend must have gone to sleep in my sisters room I figured.  I stood there quietly for awhile to make sure everyone was sound asleep.  I began rubbing my dick as while I watched her sleep in the glow of television. I couldn’t resist anymore. I needed that pussy.  I pulled my cock out the front of my boxers and slowly walked toward the couch.  I looked down at her friend to check if she was still asleep. “Look at those pouty pink lips” I said in my head. She was out like a log. She slept with her mouth slightly open. “This girl’s mouth is so hot!” my dick began to jump. I grabbed my shaft leaned closer toward her and pushed the head of my cock between her lips. “Oh my god this is hot!” I whispered to myself as I watched my dick slide between her soft plump lips while she slept.  I slowly pulled my dick away from her mouth leaving a strand of precum on her lips.

My sister was lying on her back with her plump little ass up in the air. I stood admiring my sister’s firm long legs and stroked my dick in my hand. I reached over and carefully pulled off the sheet that was covering her midsection.  Her night gown was hiked up exposing the lower half of her nice round ass. I stuck a finger between her thighs, brushed across her panties and pulled them to the side. I very carefully positioned myself over her and let the head of my dick rub against her ass crack. Bit by bit Lowered myself down onto her.  My dick was resting in the crack of her ass throbbing with excitement.  I positioned my dick against her pussy and pushed forward sliding the head of my dick between her hot wet lips.

“What the hell are you doing” She said in a drowsy confused voice. “Get off of me.” She squealed. And try to wiggle away and push me off of her.

“Shah” I whispered in her ear as I pulled back then pumped my hips  pushing my  dick against her tight opening  before she pulls away.  I lean down on to her pinning her under my body weight. “You’re not going anywhere” I whisper before thrusting   into her.  She gasped loudly as my dick plunged deep into her pussy.  Again burying my dick in her tight pussy. I reached up put my hand on the back her head and held her face down into the couch, and pumped my dick deeper and deeper into her tight pussy. My dick feels soo good sliding in her young unexpecting pussy.  I begin to fuck her harder, my balls smacking her ass as I pumped my dick inside her. She stops resisting and starts pushing her ass back onto my dick. “That feels so good!” I/ I push up onto of her further pushing deeper into her wet hole.  Her body starts to tremble beneath me and her muffled moans get louder. I thrust harder and deeper in her pussy making her scream. I pump my hips fucking her harder and faster. Her body tenses up she grabs onto the couch and holds on tightly as I continue to pound her harder and faster. I can feel the pressure building in my balls and want to cum so badly. Ram my dick deeper and deeper into her pussy hitting bottom with every stroke. My long hard shaft begins to throb stretching her pussy wider. Her entire body clenches up as she screams into the pillow. I can feel her pussy squeezing tightly around my dick as she cums again and again. I furiously pump my cock into her constricting snatch. She moans into the couch again gripping my cock in her hole. With all of my strength I push deep inside her pussy as I begin to cum.  My dick throbs and pulses filling her insides with my hot cum……

To be continued.

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