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At The Park

By: aperfectidiot



It is a dark suburban park in a trendy inner city suburb. The kind of park that during the day would be filled with children in designer labels and with women watching over them whilst discussing their house cleaner. We are there for other purposes. My girl pulls me close to her as we sidle up to the equipment. Children's play is not on either of our minds as we turn to each other. I stare into her eyes and see such lust – it would have shocked me except that I know I that the spark is mirrored in my own eyes. I pause for a moment to savour that look she is giving me before she pulls me into her kiss. Our mouths meet and tongues meld into each other. Her mouth is familiar but still sends nerve impulses over all of my body into a torrid state.

I shiver as she breathes into my ear 'Do you want to play?'

I cannot speak but nod dumbly as she slide her hands from my shoulders and down the small of my back. She lifts the bottom of my shirt up a little and scratches me lightly as her hands delve under my pants and down to my arse. Her arms are around me holding me close and she has started kissing my neck, gently biting and sucking. I am trapped in her embrace, she has me where she wants me and she knows it. She withdraws her right hand from the back of my pants and cradles the back of my neck. With the index finger of her left hand she gently strokes the start of my arse crack. At the same time she sucks hard on my bottom lip, nearly drawing blood. She is enjoying my reaction and my inability to take the initiative back from her. My arms are wrapped around her and my hands have rested on her skirt cupping her arse cheeks. She wiggles provocatively and smiles as I catch my breath. She knows she is in control.

My breath deepens as I feel my cock stiffen, pushing against material of my pants. She pushes her body against me, rubbing her pelvic area against me. She must be able to feel my erect penis and is merciless, knowing what effect she has on me. Her hand slips lower down my arse gripping my cheek with her fingers. They rest on the inside of my cheek, pushing in towards my hole. I gasp as they probe deeper – I can't believe we are in a public park and she is all but fingering my bum. I glance around to check for onlookers. The streetlight on the edge of the park glows its bluish light. It flickers and hums but illuminates only a small area around it. A possum scuttles across the top of the eucalypts bordering the park but there is no one else around. 

My courage strengthened by our solitude I kiss her hard, sucking on her tongue and savouring her sweet breath. I twist slightly which pulls my bum just out of easy reach for her. As I do so I turn her body so that she no longer is pushing against my cock. My hand slide around from her arse and still under the material of her skirt I run my hand around so that my palm rests against her warm belly, fingers pointing down so that I can just feel her fur. Another kiss and a subtle movement of my hand downward and suddenly I have the power.

I run my other hand up and under her top and onto her bra, feeling her perky breasts and the slightly pimpled skin of her gorgeous nipples. With a snatch I pull the cup aside and locate her one and stroke it gently. I am rewarded by her tongue which pulsates against my own. Taking full control I push her backwards, not allowing her to enjoy my fingers on her tits. She backs back until she is cornered against a pole holding up the equipment. I force my leg between her legs and up to her groin. Balancing on my left leg I push my right thigh up against her cunt. Her skirt rides up and I enjoy her exposure. She moans as I continue the rubbing, even in the faint light I can see her eyes closed and her mouth open as she draws deep breath. She is panting and I can feel moisture seeping through material of my pants, dampening my thigh. Unable to stop myself, I pull away and reach out to her running my hand up her bare skin till I can feel the heat pouring from her pussy. As my hand runs across her knickers she trembles, seemingly on the edge. I gently tug at her underpants and am rewarded as the silky material slides down her legs to her knees. Suddenly my hand has access to her naked cunt. I look down but her body blocks the light. The only impression I can make is a slightly darker region where her pubic hair begins. 

As I look at her she asks 'What are you going to do to me?'

I shake my head. 'I don't know whether to eat you out or to fuck you stupid.'

She smiles and pulls my hand to her. She manipulates my fingers so that they pull her outer lips apart then pushes my hand down till my index finger hits liquid gold. She is flowingly wet and she guides my index finger into her hole. I can feel her muscles convulse and a gentle pulse as I push in further. Now that my hand is where she wants it, she reaches above her head and grips the pole. She is now slightly bowlegged, opening herself to me. I slide my middle finger inside her, alongside the other. I bury them as far as I can into her, my palm rests against her clit which is tight and hard.

I drop to my knees in front of her and unzip my fly. With my fingers still in her I use the other hand to rub my hardened cock. I remove my fingers and push my face closer to her cunt. I can feel her heat, and her scent – sweet and fresh – wafts into my head. I have always loved the smell of pussy, but hers is the scent of pure sex. Unable to control myself I kiss her cunt. The rubbery skin moistens immediately and her pelvic muscles spasm against my fingers as my tongue locates her clitoris and flicks across it. Her legs tremble and she seems to be losing control. My right hand has my cock firmly in its grip and I stroke myself as I suck her clit deep into my mouth. 

She is moaning now, quietly mouthing 'Fuck' with increasing intensity as I lick around her clit and inner thigh. My cock which is out of my pants is glistening with precome as I gently rub the head. I feel like bursting as I become intoxicated with her scent. She is slick from my mouth and her juices and my fingers hit the back of her vagina and wish that I could fit more fingers in her, have my hand enveloped in her tight muscles. Her hands, which had been holding her up, now stroke my hair as my tongue plays with her. I stand, trembling almost as much as she and feel the cool air against my moistened face. Withdrawing my fingers from her I guide her hand to my cock and kiss her neck as she grips my cock for the first time. She gives me a gentle tug before settling into a steady rhythm, my cock is wet so her strokes slide from my pubic hair to the tip of my cock. Her thumb resting against the delicate underside of the head. I am so aroused and my cock fills her hand. I push against her so that my cock comes in contact with her vagina, and I thrust gently, the soft underside of my cock against her wet nubbin. Each thrust draws the head of my cock a little closer to her hole. As it approaches the warmth increases until I can feel the tip against her inner lips. One last thrust and I will be inside her.

I gaze at her, on the verge of entering her. I find her eyes on mine, staring into me – they scream 'Fuck me' so violently that I am shaken and nearly lose control of my legs as they quiver. 

I manage to murmur 'I will' before passing the point of no return and ease myself into her. Like always the first stroke is mind blowing, a thrust that begins on earth and ends in heaven. Suddenly my cock that was exposed to the cold is sucked into such warmth with such tightness like no other. I enter her completely, pushing in until I hit the back wall of her cunt. All hell breaks lose as we kiss, joined at two points. Still standing I hold her arms above her head and we thrust and thrust against each other, each time more violent yet more loving. I can feel the intensity through our breath which we share, noises created at the very bottom of our throats. I unlock my hands from hers, leaving her arms above her head and whilst pushing her against the cool pole I lift her legs so that her feet no longer touch the ground. She wraps them around my waist as I cradle her bare arse with my hands, supporting her. I find that it is fairly easy to hold her in this position and whilst still thrusting into her, pull her cheeks apart to expose her sexy arsehole.

I am on the edge of coming, my self-control a thing of the past as we fuck each other hard. My fingers slide down her exposed cheeks, and I play with the hairy insides of her bum. I nearly send myself over the edge by imagining her arsehole, exposed to the night air and twitching as my cock delves deep into her pussy. She wiggles as my fingers touch base and play around the rim of her hole which puckers against me. I don't try to enter her arse, contenting myself with fingering around it. She pulls from my kiss and raises her head to the night sky. I can see the intensity on her face as she concentrates only on our fucking, my cock in her and my fingers playing with her most intimate areas. As she moans 'I love you' in a guttural tone I lose all thoughts. My cock explodes in her, releasing wave after wave of pent up tension. I relax my grip on her for a moment and her weight bears down forcing her cunt to take my cock into it further than I imagined possible. Then in ebbing waves my orgasm subdues. 

I withdraw slowly from her cunt, exiting her as I shudder and tremble. My thoughts are only on her. The surrounding world ceases to exist – we could have had spectators and I would not have known for a moment. Suddenly back in the real world I glance around again but we are still alone. Thankfully, as my cock twitches, still erect and exposed and she is standing there with her skirt ridden up and her open vagina glistening in the half-light. It's her turn now, she knows she won back control when I pulsed into her. Her hand has found her clit and she stands masturbating, eyes fixed on my own. Where they were filled with lust now I can see calculation there, her brain ticking over with the possibilities. She knows fully well that I will do anything for her at this point. To my surprise she turns and straightens her skirt, her hands playing across her arse. 

She ducks down and passes under the walkway of the equipment above. I follow, having no choice. I tuck my cock back into my pants and look to see her sitting on a swing, her legs just apart, and her skirt above her waist so that her naked cunt rests against the seat with her arse hanging a little over the edge. She leans forward and swings a little, her hands playing against her clit. She is nearly in a world of her own, the open space not an issue at all. She is totally unselfconscious as she masturbates. A moment later it appears that she returns to the world and with a glance summons me. Her hands guide me behind me, and without being told I drop to my knees. I kneel behind her, her butt is mere centimeters from my face. She is still wanking but has stopped the swinging momentarily. Reaching behind her with one hand she rubs her wet hand across my face, showing me who was boss now.

I still am unsure what she has planned but suck the salty sweetness from her fingers. I feel myself stiffen again in anticipation. I am about to reach into my pants again when she sits back further on the swing and hooks a leg around the chain supporting the swing. This has a double effect of opening her cunt so she can play with herself and pulls her arse cheeks apart so that I have a view of her bum. 

She turns her head and demands 'Lick me!'

It is a compelling command softened a little by her addition of 'Please.'

She doesn't need to ask twice – I will do anything she asks at this time. Still on my knees I maneuver my body so that my face is adjacent to her arse. My rapid breath mirrors her own as she tweaks her clit and slides a finger into her pussy. I move closer to her arse and kiss each buttock and then again further down each cheek. By the time I reach the middle where her arse lies she has her head tilted back and is masturbating furiously. I extend my tongue and find her hole. She smells of sex, my come mixed with her juices and her bum smells of soap and that richer earthly odour of her arse. My tongue plays around the hole and then into it. Her sphincter muscles are tight and won't allow a tongue in but I push as much as I can. I am rewarded with a deep moan accompanied by an intake of breath. My hands are free so I undo my pants and rub myself in time with her hand. The swing rocks a little, the movement drawing away from my tongue and then back again so that her hole pushes against my tongue. Each time the swing oscillates I lick her a little harder.

'Mmmmm' I hear, and then in shuddering breath 'I can't believe you are licking me like that here.' 

The thought obviously affects her because the rocking becomes more violent. Her fingers must be working overtime as she steps up a gear. Before she explodes she slows down and turns to look at me. She swivels on the swing and puts her arms on my shoulders drawing me up and to her breasts. I can hear her heart beating frantically as she cradles me. 

She says 'That feels so good, your tongue licking my arse' she thinks for a minute and finishes 'The first time you did that I didn't know what was happening but it felt so good.' 

I smile and reply 'I really like doing it, it surprises me how much. You know that I will do anything for you.' I pause. 

'Anything at all.'

My girl stands and bends over the swing her upper body supported by the seat, her bare knees on the tan bark ground. Her skirt lies over her cheeks but her legs are apart so that I can just glimpse her pussy lips, covered in hair and silhouetted against the street lighting. I kneel, grip her waist and pull myself. I am hard as a rock again and ready to fuck. My other hand reaches out and locates her cunt, which is dripping wet with my come that leaks down her inner thigh. I press my cock against her vagina and the head slides in easily. She is far looser now, still as hot and her cunt takes me all the way in with no resistance at all. There is almost no friction as I glide in and out. She tightens with each stroke that fills her. I can feel every muscle in her cunt as I rock back and forward. She has located her clit and rubs it slowly as I fuck her. I am gentle, letting her finger herself at her own pace, enjoying being inside her without the franticness of our last coupling. She tenses more and more as she frigs herself, building up towards that warm release.

'I'm getting closer...so close...keep fucking me like that.'

I spread her arse and watch my cock passing slowly in and out, and her arse which is opening and closing fractionally with each thrust. Using the moisture on my cock on an out-stroke I lube a finger slightly. I can feel her orgasm start to sweep through her body and lightly poke my wet finger into her arse. The tip passes into her anus which spasms before allowing me access into her arse. Suddenly she sweeps into orgasm – her breath uncontrollable as she pants and moans in bliss. I feel the last of her internal pulsing and withdraw, my hard cock bobs up and down and I realize I am near to coming again.

She turns and looks at me with my cock in my hand and smiles in contented delight. I masturbate for her, still kneeling and struggling to stay upright as my legs are like rubber. As I look at her watching me I feel a surge of love that flows from my head to my cock and suddenly come sizzles from my cock into the night air. To my delight she moves closer and allows the come to fall on her, some hitting her slightly open mouth and the rest hitting the material covering her tits.

'Fuuuck' is all I manage to say as the last of the come pours out.

All she does is lick her lips and smile as I gather myself.

'Cigarette?'

At the Park



It's a nice quiet Friday afternoon one summer. I'm on school break from college, hanging out at the park, nothing better to do right now really, other then enjoy the nice weather.

I take one look at her, dressed in a black tank top, no bra, khaki shorts, nice long legs, and sandals. She was older then I. I am only 23, and she was in her mid 40s. Hell, I just finished a semester with a really hot instructor, and I was looking forward to finding someone to get a certain fantasy out of my head. 

Slowly, I made my way towards her (heart pounding heavily in my chest, while taking in the nice view of body). I sat down on the bench next to her, sat back, relaxed, still nervous and wondering what, if anything is under the shorts. I gaze forward for a moment, hoping that I don't stutter, and casually ask, "What brings you here?" (being this close to her, I suddenly realize my hardening dick, and wondering if my jeans are loose enough to not give it away).

I move around on the bench to face her more directly. "Are you waiting for someone, or just killing time?" I ask. I drop one arm off the back of the bench and let it hang, using a great deal of self restraint not to put it around her...yet.

I start some conversation, just to get things started. Images of her and I in hot steamy sexual positions are racing through my head. My dick is pushing hard against the fabric of my jeans. As our conversation continues about whatever, I slowly slide closer to her. 

I notice that she hasn't moved away. I'm not too sure, but it almost seems as if she's also moved closer. I make a causal joke about something she said, we both laugh, and at that moment, I place a hand on her bare shoulder. I hands are shaking with excitement and fear.

She seems okay with it. The conversation continues. We exchange names, and shake hands. Things start getting more friendly between us. I draw her closer to me, and to my surprise she moves over. I get a curious look on my face. "I'm sorry." she say. "It's not you, it's just that I'm married, and someone might see us."

I back off a little, cussing to myself. Her smile and say, "Maybe we should head over there." pointing to an area on the far side of the park that is empty, and kind of secluded. We leave separately to not draw attention to ourselves.

Eventually we make it to the quiet area on the other side of the lake. There is no one around, and lot of trees to get lost in. My dick is hard again. I see her standing up before me, and I notice her nipples poking through the fabric of her tank top. We sit down on the bench of one of the picnic tables. I put my arm around her again. She's more receptive to it. My hard dick is throbbing, wanting the attention that I was fantasizing about her giving it. We continue the conversation, and I'm trying to think of another way to make the first physical move, but then I remembered that she's married, but giving me the signals that she's interested in the same thing that I am. I place my hand on her leg and ask "Is that too forward?" She smiles and say "You probably couldn't go too forward." 

I decide to test that statement by leaning in and kissing her. She respond by turning the kiss into an open mouth kiss. I put both arms around her and draw her closer to me, I feel her arms around me.

Our lip lock continues for quite some time, I don't care how long really. I'm sitting on the bench, with my back against the table, her on my lap, legs spread, rubbing her crotch against mine. I have one hand on her ass, the other under her shirt, rubbing her back. We break our kiss and just hold each other for a moment, still rubbing against each other. her look up and then back at me. "As much as I would love to continue this here, we really can't. There's a hotel down the street, get a room there, and I'll be there in about a half hour." I tell her that I'll meet her in the lobby. Then we causally head to our cars.

I meet her in the lobby, and together we head to the elevator. As soon as the doors close, we're making out again, even letting out soft moans every so often. We regain our composure when the doors open, and we walk, quickly, to our room. As soon as the door is closed, we're back in each other's arms. We make our way across the room to the bed. I break our hold and push her back on the bed. She landed on her back, bounced, and her legs are spread. I remove her footwear and start by kissing her feet, and sucking on her toes, one at a time, left foot, then right foot. I kiss up her legs to the crotch of her shorts. I kiss the seam of the shorts, then lick her through her jeans. One of my favorite ways to tease. I then move to her belly, kiss it, then move her tank top up, exposing her breasts. I lick one breast from where it joins the body under the breast up to the nipple. I run my tongue over it, then I suck on it. I remove her tank top and throw it across the room. I kiss her lips again, and move my hand to her shorts, and continue to tease her through her shorts. My clothes vanish slowly to the point that I'm just in my boxers. There is some pre-cum soaking through, but the fly is very loose and my hard dick is hanging out. She removes my boxers and caress my balls. I unzip her shorts, and slowly remove them. I move back to her, between her legs. I kiss the insides of her thighs, then I get my face near her pussy, but not to it.

I gently blow on her hood. Slowly, I move closer, I stick my tongue out and lick it. I bury my face inside of her smooth pussy, enjoying the taste, and her reactions. I stick my tongue as deep into her as I can a few times then I move to focusing only on her clit. I pull the hood back, lick it directly, even sucking it into my mouth. I move one hand up and start caressing her breasts as I continue to assault her pussy. I continue this until her cum.

I crawl onto the bed, above her, smile and kiss her again. I then take my hard dick, and slide it into her, but not completely. I just leave the head in, tease her, then slowly, ease a little into her, then slide it back out. Suddenly, I just slide it all into her. I take her hands, hold them down, and I begin to slide my hard dick in and out of her. I release her hands after a moment and lay on top of her, holding her tightly. We roll over, and her set up, and then take me by the wrists, putting as much of her weight onto me as her can. I moan as her start to take control and dominate me. I try to move my hands, but her keep them in place.

I warn her that I'm about to come. She nods and say "Me too." I hold back as much as I can, not wanting this to come to an end. I can't hold it any longer, and explode into her as she also comes. She collapses onto me, I roll her over, and we kiss again.

We lay in bed, talking about how great that was. I ask about her getting home, and she tells me that it's common for her to not be around the home on the weekends. I pull her close, and kiss her again. We start making out again, and my dick starts to grow. 

"That didn't take long." she comments. 

I smile and say, "With as good as that was, how could I still not be hard again?" 

"So, are you ready for more?" she asks. 

"Hell yeah." I reply with then I say, "What else would her like to try this next time?"



At the Park



We've been flirting at the dog park, and one day we go further...

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At The Park



She was lying under a tree in the park when I saw her. She must have been about eighteen or nineteen and she looked lovely. Fresh and young, an unpicked bud. Her hair was dark and her complexion was creamy. 

My first thought as I looked down at her was that it was fortunate that she was taking her nap in the shade of the tree as it would be terrible to see such fair skin red and burned. The remains of her meal were neatly to one side of her, next to her purse. It was obvious that she was the conscientious type who intended to bin her rubbish before she left. I heartily approved of this type of behaviour. So many people are selfish and rather careless in the things they do.

It seemed to me that my darling (OK. She wasn't my darling yet, but she soon would be) had come to the park for lunch, found a secluded spot and then just nodded off to the music she was playing. I could see the cord stretching from the earpieces to her purse.

Looking around the area I noted that our little secluded spot really was very secluded. I'd only chanced upon it because I tend to wander off to the sides of the paths through the park. I prefer the feeling of walking on grass to that of walking on gravel. It's softer on the feet and a lot quieter.

It seemed to me as I observed our surrounds that, apart from where I was standing, no-one could see the young woman lying on the grass. Nor would they see me, if I was lying next to her. I settled onto the grass beside her.

From the way she was dressed, neat skirt and white blouse, I'd guess that my new friend was an office worker. She'd probably gone to lunch about twelve and would be due back in the office about one. There would be plenty of time for a friendly chat and a bit of human interaction.

As she was the first one here it was plain that it would be my responsibility to initiate a conversation. 

"You know, sweetheart," I said quietly. "You'd look a lot better and sleep much more comfortably without those clothes. Don't you agree?"

It has always seemed to me that if a woman has an opinion different to yours she will let you know it in no uncertain terms. Accordingly, when she didn't answer my question, I felt it was reasonable for me to assume that she agreed with what I said. I started undoing the buttons on her blouse. There were only four buttons and I had them undone pretty smartly, whereupon I opened out her blouse, revealing a trim little tummy and a very nice pair of breasts cupped in a lacy white bra showing some very nice cleavage.

I was intrigued to notice that while her general skin was a pale creamy colour the skin peeping out along her cleavage was almost snowy white. I was looking forward to seeing her breasts without her bra in the way.

Seeing my friend hadn't yet woken I decided I'd take the time to undo her skirt as well. There was a button and zip at the side and they were dealt with easily. Then I eased her skirt down. I had to tug it a little to get it out from under her bottom and she muttered and stirred a little at that but didn't really awaken and I was able to slide the skirt down her legs with no other problems.

Pantyhose should be forbidden for pretty girls. The pair she was wearing was very sheer and I could see panties that matched her bra under them. A girl who liked to coordinate her outfit, it seems.

Removing the pantyhose was a necessity, of course. Normally I'd have left her panties on and persuaded her to wake up at this stage, but it seemed to me that, if I had to go to the bother of taking off pantyhose, I might as well remove the panties at the same time. Saving myself a trip, you might say.

I had slid her panties and pantyhose under her bottom and was rolling them down her legs when I heard her gasp. I paused and looked up at her, smiling. She was staring at me with this odd look on her face.

"Wh-what do you think you're doing," she asked me.

I'll admit I frowned slightly at this. I mean, it must have been obvious what I was doing. Her blouse was wide open, her skirt off and her panties and pantyhose rolled down to her knees, displaying some very nice curves not normally on view to the general public. Could it be, I wondered, that my new friend is a trifle on the dumb side?

"I'm helping you remove your clothes," I said, explaining the bloody obvious.

"I can see that," she said. 

Then why'd she ask? I ask you.

"What I want to know is why are you taking my clothes off?"

My suspicions were hardening now. She was definitely mentally challenged. Why does any man take off a woman's clothes?

"I'm taking your clothes off so that you'll be naked when I make love to you," I said, speaking slowly to make sure she understood. "I suggested to you that you'd be more comfortable without your clothes and you seemed to agree."

"How did I agree?" she asked indignantly. "I was asleep. I wouldn't have heard you ask and I certainly wouldn't have agreed." 

"People hear what is said to them when they're asleep. Scientifically proven fact. And you didn't disagree, which is the same as agreeing."

With that I went back to rolling down her pantyhose. (And panties.) She sat up and snatched at them but she was far too late. However, I was able to take advantage of the fact that she was leaning forward to unclip her bra.

She squeaked and jerked back away from me, clutching her bra to her chest. She must have then remembered that she was naked from the waist down and showing me everything. (Or she would have been if my hand hadn't been covering her modesty. I'm thoughtful that way.)

"Go away and leave me alone," she suddenly announced, "or I will scream and people will come and you will be arrested."

"That's a bit rich, isn't it?" I told her. "I mean, you let me go this far, get my hopes up and now you're going cold on me. That's not really very fair, now is it?"

"Let you?" Until then, I hadn't known someone could scream in a whisper. She managed it effortlessly.

"I didn't let you do anything. You snuck up on me while I was asleep and started molesting me. Now go away, you maniac."

"Look," I said, speaking soothingly, the way anyone would to someone being unreasonable, "we both know you're not going to scream. What? Have people come running and finding you naked and arguing with me? They'll just assume a lovers quarrel and laugh at you."

Reaching for her hands I pushed them and her bra away from her breasts. I took hold of one, rubbing my thumb over her nipple.

"And look at these beauties," I said. "Notice how your nipples are standing up, asking for attention. It's obvious you want me. And look at this."

I unzipped, hauling my playmate out into the light. 

"As you can see, I certainly want you. You know, I had been considering making you my steady girlfriend, but the way you're playing up you'll find yourself just a one night stand, even if it isn't night yet."

"Put that away," she hissed. "I feel ill just looking at it."

"I thought you'd never ask. And just because you're feeling hot it doesn't mean you're feeling ill. Quite the opposite you'll find."

Now that she'd asked me to put it away I hastened to do so before she changed her mind. I'd already parted her legs and it was a matter of moments to settle down on top of her, my cock seeking her entrance.

"What are you doing?" she squealed. 

I kid you not. She tells me to put it away and then asks what I'm doing. She was so dumb she should be a blonde.

"I'm putting it away as requested," I pointed out, connection now made and my cock making its grand entrance.

"That's not what I meant and you know it," she raged at me. "I meant put it away in your pants."

"Then you should have bloody said so," I pointed out. "It's too late now. I'm already in."

To emphasise this fact I gave her a hard prod with my cock, hearing her gasp as I did so.

"Seeing we've gone this far we might as well finish," I told her. 

She then settled down to entertaining me. With her vocabulary. I didn't know there were so many swear words.

Through her whole little tirade I maintained my dignity, or as much dignity as you can maintain while servicing a pretty young woman.

I was pumping her smoothly but firmly, slowly building up her hopes, giving her a chance to respond properly.

It took a little while, but by being patient and driving hard she finally started to respond properly. She seemed to give this little sob and then she was pushing firmly up to meet me.

I was holding both breasts by this stage, letting the nipples stick out between my thumbs and fingers so I could suck on them and tease them while I ploughed the fields of glory. I squeezed those lovely breasts in time to my stroke making, helping her pick up the rhythm.

Now while I didn't know that she would have to be back at work by one, I strongly suspected it, so it would have been wrong of me to keep going for so long that she'd be late for work. After about fifteen minutes of steadily driving into her she was twisting and writhing under me, babbling would I just hurry up and fuck her.

Typical woman. She says yes. She says no. Now she's saying yes, again.

But that was all right. I knew she probably wanted to hurry so she could get back to work, so I started driving in harder. She was starting to squeal now and, liking it quiet while I worked, I closed her mouth with mine and then set to work for the home run.

I pounded her good and hard, feeling my own climax approaching. I held it off as long as I could and then I just slammed into her and let go.

She was lucky, as I'd finished up timing it nicely, with her climaxing even as I was venting into her.

Naturally I took full credit for the timing. After all, I was the driving force behind it. 

I hung around until she seemed to gather her wits after her little adventure. Just as protection, in case some evil minded person came past. Chivalrous, that's me.  When she gathered herself together and was scrabbling for her clothes I told her I'd let her go, as I knew she probably had to get back to work and wouldn't be able to stop and chat.

"But don't worry," I told her. "I'll keep an eye out for you and we might be able to meet here some more." 



At The Park With Mistress



We have the luxury of a national park in our area. The park is about 58,000 acres, so there are areas that are not visited by many people. But you never know. Perhaps that's another story. This story came as my musings during a walk in the park. Constructive comments are invited and cherished.

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I parked the car and we got out. This was a nice place to start our walk. Mistress had decided we needed to get out some. I went around and opened her door for her to exit the car. Then i got the day pack from the back seat, locked the car and followed Mistress. I had on a yellow tank top and a jean skirt that ended about two inches above my knees. I wore my bra and panties and had some 3" heeled sandals.

There was only one car in the lot and no one to be seen. The day was bright sunshine with puffy white clouds riding the breeze. The temperature was perfect. The sun was warm when we were directly in it, and noticeably cooler when we walked through a shady patch.

It wasn't really a trail, just a place where the meadow grass was a little shorter. Of course I wondered why she had picked this place, but would find out soon enough. I knew better than to question Mistress.

We had turned a corner and could no longer see the parking lot. Mistress suddenly stopped as if she had forgotten something. She went behind me and started rummaging in the backpack. I tried to imagine what she was looking for, water maybe? I just stood still and let her do what she needed to do. Finally, I heard her say "A ha,".

The next I knew, she put a collar around my neck. It was just a little tighter than I would have liked, but I would adjust. Then she attached a leash, turned her back on me and said "Come pet".

I was a little slow in starting and the leash pulled tight. We continued to walk the meadow toward the tree line. As long as I kept up with Mistress I was all right.

Suddenly, Mistress stopped. In my daydream, I almost bumped into her. That would not have been good.

"I almost forgot," she said and started to rummage in the pack again.

What could it be, I wondered. I found out soon enough. Mistress pulled my hands behind me and cuffed them. Then she took a rope and tied my elbows. I thought she was done, but not yet. She put some shackles on my ankles with about two feet of chain between them. Now I knew I was going to have a problem.

She took the leash and started up again. It took all my concentration to keep up with her without stumbling on the uneven ground. I started sweating and it ran down my back and my front. It caused me to itch from the tickle. Mistress never looked back. She knew I was right behind her.

The trail, such as it was, entered the woods. In the shade, the sun was much less intense. It was very pleasant when the breeze reached the ground.

After a few minutes, we turned off the trail and walked about fifty yards. Now I was really getting worried. This was so out of our usual scenes. What other surprises was she going to spring on me?

I caught just the briefest whiff and knew that Mistress was excited. Then I realized that the wetness between my legs was more than just sweat. I smiled to myself. What ever she had in mind would be very interesting.

Again, she stopped suddenly. At least this time I did not come close to colliding with her. Then she untied my elbows, uncuffed me and ordered me to strip to the waist.

"Pardon," I said before I even realized. Then I winced as her riding crop contacted my butt. I bit my tongue to keep from crying out.

"What did you say?" she asked.

"Yes Mistress," I replied and started to strip. Normally I'm not too modest, but things had changed over the past year or so. As a male, stripping to the waist was no big deal. What was different now was a year on female hormone treatment. My breasts had developed and were B cup. Definately not male. In addition, I felt different than I had as a male. I had never been bare while outside this way.

I took the tank top off and the bra. My nipples stood up in the cool breeze.

Mistress tapped them with her crop. I knew better than to try to cover them, but had to concentrate. Then she struck each one quite hard and I had to suck my breath in.

Mistress pulled me between two trees. She tied one hand to each tree. They were far apart enough that my hands were pulled tight. She tightened the ropes just a bit more.

I still didn't know what to expect, but I could tell it was exciting. The tingle between my legs were not a lie. All sorts of thoughts went through my head. What if someone came by? What would they think? Then I thought about what my circumstances were and realized it wasn't for me to worry about. Anything Mistress wanted was what I needed to do, not only for her, but for me too.

She pulled my skirt off, then slowly removed my panties. I felt the cool breeze on my most private areas. I noticed I was halfway hard. I also revelled in her hand on me as she caressed the mark on my butt from her crop. I expected there would be more before she was done.

I felt her hand on me some more. Then the crop between my legs. I spread them apart for her. Then she struck me hard enough to sting on the inside of my thigh. MMMMMMM that one hurt.

She took more rope and tied my ankles to the trees so they were spread. Here I was spread eagle naked between two trees in the woods. I was helpless and enjoying it.

I heard her behind me looking in the back pack. What else did she have in there.

"Close your eyes," she ordered.

I did as she told me and heard her come around in front. She ran her hands over my chest and toyed with my nipples. She pinched one very hard and pulled it. I moaned in pain and pleasure. Then there was real pain as the clamp was placed on the very erect nipple. All I could focus on was the nipple with the clamp. Then she clamped the other one. A chain connected the clamps and she put a weight on it. No matter how hard I tried, it would move. This would increase the feeling in my nipples.

I felt her hand feeling between my legs. Then she grabbed a handful of balls and just pulled hard. When I thought it couldn't get worse, she slapped them with her other hand. My knees buckled and tears came to my eyes and my weight was held by my arms. I finally got my legs under me again.

I stood there with the breeze on my skin. My nipples were unbelievably sensitive and now my balls were involved as well. They were so sensitive even the breeze seemed to make them hurt more. As unlikely as it may seem, my little cock stayed hard. Mistress noticed and began to play with it. She pinched it, pulled on it, then tapped it with her riding crop.

She stroked me for a bit and ordered me not to cum without her permission.

"Yes Mistress," I moaned.

She stopped and I moaned again.

Mistress went behind me and was looking in the pack again. Again, I had no idea what she was looking for.

It wasn't long before I found out. She was rubbing my butt, then all of a sudden, she hit it very hard with her hand. I jerked and the clamps pulled on my nipples. She continued to spank hard. I thought my nipples were going to pull off. She stopped and then I felt something cold touching my asshole.

"Oh no," I thought "She wouldn't".

Mistress wasn't concerned with my thoughts or worries. She had a butt plug lubed up and pushed it into me. It hurt and of course I pulled away. Bad idea. She caught the back of my leg with her crop. Then I remembered to relax and let it happen. It still hurt, but not as much. Also, my nipples took some of my attention from my ass.

"That's better," she said.

Then she cut me three times using her crop as a cane.

I tried to keep quiet, but the third one got through. I hollered pretty loud.

"Quiet," she hissed and struck me again.

I had to bite my lip to keep from making any more noise. I wasn't totally successful. She used the crop several more times and I couldn't stop squealing.

"If you can't be quiet," Mistress told me, I'll have to gag you. Do you understand me?" With this she tugged on the chain to my nipple clamps which brought tears to my eyes.

I nodded my head and whispered, "Yes Mistress".

She emphasized her comment by tapping my breasts with the riding crop. She stopped for a moment.

"What's next," I wondered. "Did I disappoint her? I hope not."

My eyes were still closed so I couldn't see what she was doing. She had not told me to open them. My nipples were on fire, yet I knew that worse would be coming when she took the clamps off. It was amazingly quiet. A few insects and once in a while a bird. We were far enough that we couldn't hear traffic on the road we had come in on. I could not hear Mistress. I itched from the sweat running down my back, but trying to shrug only made my nipples burn hotter as the weight swung on the chain.

Mistress was very quiet. I just couldn't figure out what she was doing, or going to do. I pulled on the ropes tieing me to the tree, but they weren't going anywhere.

I felt Mistress just watching me. I was sure she was wanting to see me squirm. I couldn't help it. I wanted to be still, but the sweat running down was tickling me. The nipples were on fire, and my legs and arms were getting tired.

I started when her hand caressed my little cock. Her other hand on my ass.

I could feel the stripes from the riding crop. Her hand felt so good and gentle. Then she squeezed my balls again and brought tears to my eyes. All of a sudden, she was gone again.

"You know we have some business yet to finish?" she said. "Are you ready?"

I nodded my head, and paid the price with my nipples, "Yes Mistress," I replied.

I felt a sting across my butt again. Very unexpected and different from her hand or the riding crop. She continued to use it on my butt. I groaned and moaned trying not to make any extra noise. I clenched my fists and bit my lip.

I finally figured it must be a belt. She didn't just use it on my butt, but my back and the back of my legs. Then she moved around to my front. Mistress worked on my stomache, my breasts and my cock too.

I managed to keep the noise down, but not completely. I started crying and was totally losing control. Mistress stopped and I was sobbing and wailing. She had taken me down. I knew that I was absolutely and totally hers now.

Hugged me and told me that I was hers and that made me feel better. Then I was shocked as she pulled the clamps off my nipples. The pain was so intense as to defy description. Then I felt her gently sucking on them and caressing them.

She untied my arms and legs from the tree. It took time to get the feeling back in them. She made me lay down on my back. Mistress straddled my face and squatted putting her pussy in my face. I knew what to do and did it with all the energy I had. She was soaking wet and it didn't take long until she came in my mouth. I relished the taste of her.

When we recovered, she told me to get dressed, which I did. I wasn't thinking of much just enjoying the feeling of having pleased Mistress.

I put the back pack on, of course the straps went right across my nipples. Mistress gathered my leash and we started walking back to the car. I could tell Mistress felt good as she was humming.



At The Party



Lisa and I had been looking forward to the party for a couple of days. Office parties aren't usually my cup of tea but Lisa is always horny and there was Gary, an attractive guy in public relations that I wanted to know a little better. Although he was a little younger than I like, he was a big handsome jock and a party would be an ideal way to get him to notice me. He had played professional football until an injury put a stop to his career. Now, because he was well known as an athlete, he represented our company to the boating public. 

Away from the office I could wear something that would have a little more sex appeal than my standard business suit. A nice hair-do with a mini skirt and a low cut blouse can do wonders, not only for one's morale but also for one's over-all appearance. I have good legs and a nice ass and I know it. Besides, a little leg, a little ass and a little tit can go a long way in attracting the right person. I knew Lisa often used them and could fend for herself.

The party itself was kind of weird, thrown on a Friday night to introduce a new line of marine products that we had developed. In addition to all of the office staff, there would be people from production, some suppliers and a few potential customers. Since I was one of the design engineers, it was mandatory that I be there to answer questions and meet the potential buyers. Lisa was from the secretarial pool but, because she was young, good looking with big boobs and long hair, was always welcome as window dressing. 

A six-room penthouse suite at one of the better hotels had been reserved for the bash. We hitched a ride with one of the other girls so that I would have an excuse for asking someone (Gary) to bring me home. I knew Lisa wouldn't have any problems getting a ride if she went home at all. Although we were only a few minutes late, the party was in full swing by the time we got there so I was a little concerned that Gary might already have already hooked up with someone. Lisa connected almost immediately so I looked around and finally found Gary, slouching at the bar. He was hard to miss, at 6 foot 4 inches, with his massive shoulders and narrow hips he was by far the largest man in the room. I sneaked up behind him and slid my arms around his waist. He didn't even look around; he simply downed the shot of liquor in his right hand. 

He took a big slug of beer from the bottle in his left hand and finally slurred, "A little lower honey, my cock needs some attention." He turned around and I could see by the way his eyes were trying to focus that he was pretty drunk. He was having trouble standing up. "Oh, it's you. I thought it was Wilma from payroll. She's always trying to feel my dick." He squinted his eyes at me. "You're Lisa from the secretarial pool aren't you, the one with the big tits? Oh, I remember you're Lisa's friend, Jo, from engineering. Hey, maybe I will get to fuck an engineer tonight!" 

His glasses flew off and he dropped the beer when I hit him on the side of his face with the closed roundhouse fist. The last thing before I walked away, I moved up close to him and kneed him in the balls as hard as I could. I left him rolling on the floor, eyes bugged, tongue sticking out and gasping in pain. 

Lisa was nowhere to be seen but a lot of other people heard and saw what happened. One of the women smiled and gave me a little silent applause as I walked by.

I was on my way out the door when an older man that I didn't recognize, very tall, very handsome and distinguished, with salt and pepper gray hair said to me, "I saw that. I hope you don't get that mad at me."

I had no idea who he was but I was just pissed enough so that I didn't care. "That stupid prick said the wrong thing to the wrong gal. All jocks are the same, they think just because they are big and good looking, girls fall all over them. It may be a while before he screws anybody. Besides, he's probably a premature ejaculator with a pencil sized dick!"

He smiled, and in a very pronounced southern twang said, "I'm Col. Jack Branson, from military procurement. Why don't we slip out of here and get a couple of drinks and give you a chance to cool down and, by the way, I don't have any of the problems you just mentioned."

His total demeanor took the edge off of my anger. "Hi, Col. Jack Branson, from military procurement, I'm Jo Sheer from Atlantic Marine Engineering. I can't leave just yet; my boss wants me to meet some of the buyers and my roommate is here. I was just going to step outside until I quit seeing red. I'll tell you what, you can buy me a drink at the free company bar." 

"Fine but lets go to the other bar, your friend just threw up on the floor in front of that one." He offered his arm and I took it. We walked though the room like a proper couple on a proper date, arm in arm. It was not lost on some of my friends. I caught more than one or two admiring glances thrown my way. I saw Lisa out of the corner of my eye, making the "OK" sign with her fingers.

When we go to the bar, I knew he thought I would order wine or a 'pink lady' or something like that but when I said, "Bourbon and branch water," he broke into a grin and said, "Make that two."

We stood in front of the bar for a few moments, eying each other and sipping our drinks. He finally broke the silence and said, "I think you are a lady I would like to get to know better, a lot better." 

I made up my mind right then, I was going to sleep with him whether he liked it or not!

As if by mutual consent we made our way out of the smoke filled room onto a balcony that overlooked the city. From twelve stories up, the sight of the lights at night were breathtaking. I didn't wince at all when he slipped his right arm around my waist from behind; in fact it felt good, like it belonged there. I could sense he was inhaling the scent of the perfume in my hair so I leaned back a little to give him a better whiff. His other arm went around my waist from the other side and I captured both of them with my own, nestling them just below my breasts. There was something about the way he held me that made me feel comfortable and safe in his arms. 

"Col. Jack Branson, from military procurement, I needed you to come along just when you did. What are you doing at this party?"

"Well, I was told by my boss to come with him to keep him out of trouble. We are looking at that new Marine radar your company has developed. It might be adapted for our near shore military patrol boats." He held me little tighter and inhaled deeply. "I sure am glad I came."

I could tell he was glad from the lump in his trousers that was prodding me from behind and I could tell he was getting gladder by the minute. I turned around in his arms and let the lump poke my tummy. His protruding manhood helped to bolster my confidence and restore the feeling of being a desirable woman. It also made me horny and I couldn't help but wonder how this tall, handsome man would be as a bedmate. I had already made up my mind to would find out. I draped my arms loosely on his shoulders, ground my self against the lump and said, "I can tell you are glad." 

His back was to the door and no one could see what was going on so I let one of my hands move down to his trousers and massage the lump. I looked up into his face and he was grinning from ear to ear. With a quick motion, I slid the zipper of his fly down and reached inside his trousers. He did nothing at all to stop me. My roving hand soon encountered the lump, a smooth long piece of hard flesh with a big knob on the end. With a little effort, and some help on his part, I was able to free it from its prison in his trousers. 

I looked down at it in the dim light from the room behind him and was mesmerized by this wonderful instrument. It was standing out, stiff and proud. Although not overly large, it was long and sleek, creamy white with the largest head I had ever seen. 

Another few seconds and I might have fallen to my knees and swallowed this treasure right there. I was working it back and forth with both hands when another couple, perhaps looking for some privacy, as we had, came out onto the balcony and brought me back to reality. I looked directly into their faces and continued to caress his erect tool. The other couple, watched for a moment or two but were embarrassed and soon left. I am sure there was another lump growing in the other mans trousers.

I looked up into Jack's eyes and smiled. "I think we should go somewhere else before we get into trouble right here."

"I'm all for it. I came here from Washington just for this demonstration so I have a hotel room on the floor below. How about that?"

Without another word I started cramming his now fairly soft cock back into his trousers. As I worked with it, it began to stiffen again. By the time I finished, it was hard again and there was a trace of his pre-cum on my fingers. Very naughtily, I watched the expression on his face as I licked part of this delicacy from my hand. When he smiled, I offered the rest to him. At first he was hesitant but then he licked my fingers. Unexpectedly, he pulled my hand towards his face and began licking a little 'V' between my index and middle finger. I felt my face flush when I realized that it could be my pussy he was licking. The flush ended in my pussy and I could feel the beginning of moisture.

I quickly pulled away, turned him around and marched him towards the door. I looked around for Lisa but the only ones who seemed to notice when we left were the couple from the balcony. 

In the elevator, we kissed for the first time. The lump had returned, bigger than ever and the pressure of it against my tummy was stimulating my imagination and making my pussy wetter. His room was only a few steps away from the elevator but he had a little trouble opening the door because I had my hands around him from behind, feeling the lump. When he finally got the door open, he fell into the room, pulling me in on top of him in a tangle of arms, legs and one big, hard lump. We found ourselves in the little foyer between the bath and the closet. Our bodies blocked the door and our legs, still in the hotel corridor kept it from closing. Some how, I found myself on top of him, straddling his waist with the omnipresent lump pushing against my pussy through his trousers and my panties. 

I was sliding up and down against it, looking down into his eyes. I think he was about to loose it when a voice behind me made both of us jump. "You two gonna do it right there?" It was Lisa. "Why don't you go inside, close the door and don't make too much noise. General Anderson and I are going into his room right next door." 

Reluctantly, I 'unsaddled' and let Col. Jack Branson, from military procurement, get to his feet. He said, "I guess my boss made a friend also. That girl was with him and he has the room adjoining mine." 

I was surprised when he got to his feet, swept me up in his arms, and took me into the room and deposited me on the bed. He began removing his shirt while I got busy with my blouse and skirt. Within moments, we were both nude and his wonderful pecker, with the big head, was standing straight out in front of him.

It is important for you to know that I am a strong personality and when I make love I like to be on top, looking down at my lover. I like to rock back and forth on a big penis and take the part of being the fucker rather than the fuckee. Even when Lisa and I have sex, I really like fucking her with the double-ended dildo although I seldom cum that way. It usually takes her talented mouth and tongue to get me off. 

Now, it looked like I was going to be on the receiving end of this tryst whether I liked it or not. I spread my legs and he mounted me in the missionary position. It felt like it went "plop" when the big helmet on his dick pushed against the lips of my cunt and suddenly went inside of me. Whatever I was ready for, this was heavenly! He would pull it all the way out, rub it against my clit and then drive it home again. The sensation was indescribable. Time after time he pulled it out, rubbed it against my clit and then plopped it back in. I don't know how long he did this to me, or, how many times he pulled it our and repeated the reentrance. I was lost in the most marvelous sensation I had ever experienced.

I slowly became aware that he was no longer pulling all the way out and realized that he was close to orgasm, grunting with each stroke. He had his head back, his eyes were closed and, despite the air-conditioning, there was a fine sheen of perspiration on his face. I could feel the fires of orgasm igniting in my body. The warmth started where his penis was stroking my vagina and slowly radiated out until every fiber of my being was reacting to this stimuli. I realized I was almost screaming in pleasure. Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, his body stiffened and, with a massive shove, I could feel his semen being pumped deep into me. It only went to heighten the sensation of my own orgasm. I was completely lost in the ecstasy of climax and my pussy was so sensitive that the slightest movement of his cock made me twitch. In all my life, I think it was the most satisfying sexual experience I had ever experienced.

It must not have been to bad for him because he rolled off of me and was asleep before his head hit the pillow. I just lay there, basking in the rapture of sexual afterglow. His soft snores were like a lullaby and soon I nodded off too. 

I don't know how much later a soft knocking on the door awakened me. Thinking it might be one of the hotel staff with a complaint about my moaning, I padded, still naked, to the door and looked through the peephole. It was Lisa. I took off the night latch, opened the door and told her to come in. I could feel his cum running down my leg so I darted into the bathroom. I cleaned myself up and came back into the bedroom with a damp washcloth to take care of him. 

He was flat on his back, arms and legs spread eagle, still snoring softly. His massive dick had shrunk away to a shadow of its former self but the big head was still prominent. Lisa was standing there, in awe of this superb sight. She never took her eyes off of it when she said, "Wow! That's quite a sight. Was is as good as it looks?"

I couldn't help but laugh. Lisa and I had been roommates and Bi lovers for a few years and had shared many men and I could tell she wanted her share of this one. "He was OK, but what happened to you and General Anderson?"

She had moved to the bed and was sitting along side of Jack. "I think he was too drunk. He shot off in my hand before we did anything and either passed out or went to sleep." Absently mindedly she put her hand on "the cock" and moved it around a little. "I didn't even get my clothes off." She suddenly realized what she was doing and said, "This is a nice one. I never saw one with a head that big." 

"I liked it. Do you want to try it?"

"Sure. Should we wake him up?"

I moved to the other side of the bed and was looking at Lisa across Jack's middle when I said, "Why don't we just play little and see what happens?" 

I knew exactly what she wanted. She looked at me and smiled, still fondling his soft tool. Without loosing her hold on him she quickly shed her clothes. Within moments, she was as nude as Jack and I. Jack stirred a little and although his cock had begun to grow, he didn't wake up. Without another word, she slowly began to lick it as if it were a big Popsicle with an unusual lump on the end. When she pushed it toward me as an offering, I thought, "Why not," and took a couple of licks myself.

Usually, giving my lover a blowjob and having him eat my pussy is an important part of a love making session but because of the way things happened, we had somehow skipped that portion of the events. Now I was determined to make up for the omission but Lisa wanted her share too. 

His cock was now full sized and I was sucking away when Lisa pulled it away from me. "Boy, you sure are greedy. Let me have some of that. You know I didn't get to finish with the General." Quickly she swallowed the whole enchilada. I am a pretty good at doing the "deep throat" thing but I can't hold a candle to Lisa. I marveled at how she was able to take his entire cock into her mouth and deep into her throat, so far that her nose was almost pushing against his groin.

Then I noticed that he was awake and grinning. He was lying very still and enjoying the feeling of her mouth sliding up and down on his engorged dick. So as not to disturb Lisa and her quest to swallow him whole, starting with his penis, I slowly made my way up to the head of the bed and at Jacks urging, sat on his face with my back to Lisa.

Lisa never missed a beat, or rather a suck, when I got on the bed. Slowly I lowered my more than ready, very wet pussy, onto his mouth. I felt his tongue enter me and then had the strangest sensation. He was humming! The sound started from deep within his diaphragm and resonated through his mouth and into my pussy. The resonance vibrations, coupled with the movements of his magic tongue, were exquisite! I never had anything that felt quite like that before. Between his tongue dancing with my clitoris and the reverberations going on between my legs, I was on the verge of climaxing in just moments. 

I felt movement behind me and knew that Lisa had climbed up on the bed and was mounting him as a cowboy would mount a horse except the saddle horn was deep in her pussy, holding her in place. Her hands snaked around me from behind and were fondling my breasts, pinching my tender nipples. I couldn't hold back. His tongue was driving me wild. Each thrust was better than the last and I was sure I was going to drown him with my juice any minute. I was almost at the peak of ecstasy when Lisa began to moan and I knew she was there too. I know I should have wondered about Jack but I was too far-gone to care about anything except the soft instrument caressing my clit and probing my cunt. Wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed over me until I just couldn't take any more and I had to slide backward off of his demanding mouth. 

I slowly became aware that Lisa was still bouncing up and down on the same cock that had fucked me so well a short time ago. I rolled off the bed and watched as Jack trust his hard pole, time after time, deep into her welcoming pussy. Lisa had her hands on his chest, her head back and her eyes closed as she enjoyed the feeling of his big-headed cock ramming in and out of her. I think I caused the beginning of the end when I started to fondle his balls and Lisa's breasts. Lisa let out a sound that was best described as a scream as she slid over the edge of rapture and into the abyss of bliss. 

Jack must have climaxed moments before her because when she dismounted, cum was still seeping out the end of his cock. I took the washcloth that we had used earlier and started to clean him but he rolled away from me and curled into a fetal position. I gave up and went into the bath with Lisa to clean up a little. By the time we finished, he was again snoring softly. 

Lisa had just finished dressing and I was putting my clothes on when there was a knock on the door. After as much noise as we had made, I was sure it was hotel security, trying to find out who was killed. Lisa went to answer it as I quickly covered Jack's nude body with a sheet. She returned a moment later, followed by an older but very handsome military man. 

Lisa took his arm and said, "Jo, I'd like for you to meet General Anderson, Jack's boss. The two of them came here to look at the radar system you developed. He and I are going to go and see if we can find someplace to get a very early breakfast. I understand the two of them don't have to be back to Washington until Monday, so if you don't see me for a couple of days, don't worry."




At The Party



It was billed as a jack off party. I found it by trolling gay groups on Yahoo. They said that they allowed no alcohol or drugs. They limited the number of men to 16 and you had to apply to get in. They mailed the invitation if you were accepted and that was your ticket for entrance. They said that you had to strip as soon as you got there and after that, you made the limits. "No means No" and all of that.

I was 40, divorced, and now that I was on my own again, I was free to check out what man sex was like. I had been working out and was looking pretty good without clothes, but I didn't know what to expect. I was thinking that being naked with a bunch of men would be a good way to test myself and try to figure out if I liked sex with men. Sex with my wife hadn't been good, and I wondered if it was because I was gay.

I arrived at the party. It was in a largish house. I arrived at 30 minutes after the start time so I wouldn't be the first one there. I wasn't. The party was in very enthusiastic swing when I walked in. I entered through the kitchen and was directed to a bedroom. I brought a backpack along for my clothes and put them in it. Other guys had done the same thing. It felt a little weird, doing this extreme thing, but I figured even if I didn't have sex with anyone, I would remember this. I had tried gay bars and hadn't met anyone I thought was my type. I was just about to take my boxers off when one of the hosts came in. He had a nametag that went around my bicep and offered some words of encouragement. I think he knew I was a little shy, because I waited for him to leave before dropping my boxers.

I left the bedroom by another door and was in the living room. As advertised, there were naked men spread around, making small talk. Some were touching each other and I knew that sex was going to break out any minute. The host offered a bottle of water and I took it. We exchanged names. He was the only one with his clothes on and there were two more people coming, then he would lock the doors and get to strip also. He suggested that I wander back to the family room and mingle with more people.

I got to look at more of the men and decided that I wasn't here to get visually inspired to fuck. These were not models. They had never been models. These were guys who were not now in shape. They were just guys. I went back to the family room and there was one guy who was more animated than most. Trevor. He seemed know some of the other guys. Trevor was a few inches taller than me, at about 6'1". He waved to me and I waved back. The TV was on and there was a ball game on. Just the average room filled with naked guys watching TV. With no beer.

I went back to the living room and the host came in naked. I guess the last of the crew had arrived. The host had a boy friend and proceeded to start playing with his cock. This broke the ice and people started to pair off. I had gotten there later, so I didn't know anyone. I felt a hand on my hip and turned to face Trevor. He introduced himself and said that he didn't get the opportunity earlier. He liked my name, Arnie, and didn't make a comment about golf. I liked that.

We were standing next to a wall and I sort of leaned against it. He was talking about he game that had been on and reached out and stroked my penis. I was shocked! Not so much as a by-your-leave! I didn't mind, because I knew that I would need someone else to take charge if I was ever going to do this thing. He continued his assault by stepping between my feet and sliding a hand around my ass. I was rock hard.

I reached out to reciprocate, and noticed that my hand was shaking. The house was warm, but I was starting to shake from nervousness. He put his arm around me and guided me over to a sofa. We were sitting side by side on the sofa, a decent looking guy and he had his arm around me. I turned to him and he looked right at me.

So I kissed him.

I was a little surprised by my forwardness and my kiss was timid. He knew it was an invitation, so he took me up on it and kissed me back. I was really starting to shake and he asked me if this was my first time and I said yes. He said that it was okay, everyone has a first time. He asked what I wanted to do and I said everything. He said "Take it slow at first, grasshopper, and remember to breathe."

I cracked up. At least he had a sense of humor. He suggested that we find a quieter place so we went upstairs and met a guy coming out of one of the bedrooms. Trevor introduced me to Reg and said that maybe the three of us could snuggle down for a while. The beds were stripped of blankets and there was a plastic sheet under the mattress pad. I ended up in the middle of the bed between Trevor and Reg. 

I was about to blow my top. These two guys stroked my body and made me feel really good. It was so fucking good! My cock was hard and leaking. They took turns kissing me and nuzzling me. I felt like I was being eaten alive and it was good. Trevor asked if I would like Reg to go down on me. I said yes.

Reg started kissing my chest and I knew where he was going but Trevor was kissing my face so I started making out with him. My cock was engulfed by Reg's warm mouth and I was fucking giddy with delight. Reg gave my cock a tongue bath and I was in heaven. I had a hold of Trevor's cock, a nice one about the same size as mine, and uncut. I had never touched an uncut cock before, so I wanted to try that out. Trevor asked me if I would like to 69 with Reg. I wanted to suck Trevor's cock, but I figured Reg's would do nicely.

Reg and I repositioned ourselves on the bed and went into a 69. Reg's cock was bigger than mine and cut. I loved the warm head, the ridges, the veins. I did to Reg's cock what he was doing to mine. He wrapped his top arm around my ass and started to slide his fingers in, so I did the same thing. Trevor was in back of me and it felt good to feel his warmth. Reg had one hand on my cock, stroking it gently while his tongue worked over the head. I did the same. I could feel the slippery precum and wondered what it would be like to catch a load of cum in my mouth. I wanted to cum, but Reg was holding me back, not letting me got to that point where I would blast him. I started to stroke his cock more firmly and he groaned. He reciprocated and I knew that he was close. He started to twitch and he came with a blast in my mouth. His body jerked spasmodically and I knew that he had been pleased with my cocksucking. I came soon after in the same jerky way and he sucked me dry. 

I felt so good. Trevor hugged me from behind and I could feel his cock poking me in the ass. We all collapsed together and snuggled for a while. Reg and Trevor made out for a bit. The door opened and someone looked it. "It smells like sex in here!" a femmie voice said. Trevor tried to sound like Dustin Hoffman in "Midnight Cowboy": "Hey, we're fucking in here!" There was a laugh and the door closed again. 

We were all laughing and in good spirits and Reg excused himself to get a drink from downstairs. Trevor asked me how I felt. I said that I was feeling all kinds of emotions and couldn't really nail it down. He said that it was all right, just remember to breathe. Another couple came in and asked if we were done or could they just get down on half of the bed? It was clear that there was a shortage of beds, so we went downstairs.

The crowd downstairs was a lot looser. Trevor walked with his arm around me, like I was his girlfriend or something. I didn't mind that. If I was going to be anyone's bitch, I would rather be Trevor's bitch. We walked back to the TV room, and there was somebody bent over the sofa, getting reamed. The reamer had the reamee by the hips and was fucking him. I have never seen anything so erotic. We had walked in just before the reamer got a nut and his face was contorted in painful pleasure, covered with a fine mist of sweat. He pulled the reamee away from the sofa and another guy got under him to take the reamee's cock in his mouth. The reamer fucked, fucked, fucked and fucked. Their bodies slammed together with a wet smack and the reamee's cock would slide into the fluffer's mouth, backed against the sofa. Fuck, smack, grunt, fuck, smack, grunt. The reamer was giving the reamee a good fucking. And then he stopped, sort of transfixed. The reamee through his head back and started bucking. The reamer lost his rhythm and was like an animal. There was no art anymore. It was fuck, grunt, fuck, grunt.

Trevor bent over and started sucking on the reamee's nipple. I went to the other side and did the same. He shrieked, an unholy shriek that seemed to come from somewhere deep inside. The reamer joined him and stabbed deeply, pull back a little, stab, ease up, stab with his cock. The reamee reached down to hold the fluffer in place and I could see the cum leaking from the fluffers mouth. The reamer bent the reamee back and kissed him tenderly, almost out of place from the violent assault his cock had just administered to the reamee's tender ass. Trevor and I pulled back and I could see that I had scored points with him by joining in. The reamer and the reamee had decoupled and the reamer had the reamee in a tender embrace against the back of the sofa. The fluffer left and Trevor motioned for me to join him in the living room.

"What did you think?" I told him that it was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen, where the reamee gave himself to the reamer and enjoyed it. I learned that the reamer was Todd and the reammee was Albert. "Do you think that you could do that? Be like Albert?" I didn't know if I could do it over the back of the sofa, if that is what he was asking, but I had been practicing with a dildo and I though I could take a man. "Maybe you are a Todd, looking for an Albert?" I said that I wanted to try it all. I began to wonder if he was trying to get away from me. He asked me if I wanted to do. I looked him right in the eyes and said that I wanted to suck his cock.

He was sitting chair and I got down on my hands and knees and assaulted his cock with my mouth. I let him know that he didn't have to do anything. I slid the skin back to reveal the helmet head of his cock. I slurped my tongue around it. We were in the middle of the living room and the center of the action. Guys gathered around. I worried that I wouldn't be able to last long enough to get him off. His cock was a beautiful cock and I saw it up close. I stroked it gently and worked the head with my mouth. He had precum on it from before and I tasted that. I worked his cock for all I was worth. I was rewarded when he started to groan. He put his hands on my neck and slowed down my head. I kept working it and he moved his hands to my head. I knew that he was close. I kept stroking and licking and sucking and his hands held my head in place. I could feel his cock sort of swell and I knew he was going to cum. He came with a gush and I couldn't hold it. It leaked out of my mouth as his cock thrust against me. He pulled me up and licked the cum off my face and kissed me deeply.

I got up and realized that just about everyone at the party was watching us. There was a murmur of approval and I knew that I had done a good job. Trevor was very happy. He pulled me to him and I knew that he liked me. "Goddam, that was good. Are you sure this is your first time?" I was quite pleased with myself for getting two guys off. We got up, went to the kitchen and got a drink of water.

Albert was there and hugged me, thanking me and Trevor for helping out earlier. His cock was quite shrunken and I held his ass loosely. Trevor asked him if he would like to join us upstairs. He said sure. We went upstairs and found an open bedroom. Trevor said that he wanted Albert to be my first. Then it dawned on me. He wanted Albert to take my cherry. I looked at Trevor and I got the feeling from his eyes that it would be okay. 

Albert was about my height, but softer. His cock was smaller than mine. He got down and started to suck my cock. I liked that because he was very attentive. Trevor was kissing me and we were making out. I felt something cold and wet against my anus and I knew that Albert was lubing me. I opened my legs to give him better access and I felt his finger slide into me. I liked it. I wanted more fingers. But Albert took his time and put some lube into me. I could feel more fingers, two I think. It pinched a little, but he was very slow. Trevor and I were making out and I was kissing his nipples and he was kissing my neck and just under my ears. I felt Albert lift my ass up and I helped him put a pillow under me. He was between my legs. I looked up enough to see that he had a condom on.

I felt him push against me and my ass didn't open that quickly. But Albert knew what he was doing and gently pressed again. And again. Rocking slightly. I could feel his cock start to enter me, then back out, enter, then back out. Then it slid in far enough that it stayed in. He stopped for a minute, what seemed like a long minute and then started gently rocking back and forth again. He kept it up and was soon inside me. I looked into his eyes and he started fucking me gently, rocking back and forth. It was mind blowing. I could feeling him all the way into me. He started telling me that my ass felt good.

This was a lot different from the violent fucking he had gotten downstairs. Trevor slid down and took my cock in his mouth. I was about to lose my mind. It was so awesome. I wanted him to fuck forever. But he didn't. I think my ass started to grab his cock because his breathing became labored and he soon pushed hard into me and started cumming. I was ready also and I think the last pushes against my prostate sent me over the edge. I came, holding Trevor's head as I shot into his mouth.

Albert collapsed on me, saying that it was beautiful and thanking me for letting him fuck me. I had the thought to say "The pleasure's all mine", but I didn't. I thanked him also. I think people got the vibe that Trevor and I had sort of hooked up. We snuggled for a bit. We talked about what I was feeling and I was, in a word, ecstatic. I was a little bummed that he and I hadn't fucked. Other guys popped into the room and he suggested that we go downstairs. We went down to mingle again and I got more hugs from guys, guys who would hug with one arm and stroke my cock with their free hand. I reciprocated with some of them.

Our path had taken us back to the TV room. I noticed that a video camera had been set up and the TV was being used as a monitor. It was pointed right at the couch. I hadn't noticed it earlier. Trevor said that it wasn't being recorded, and that was easy to verify as the camera plugged right into the front of the TV. We were in back of the couch and Trevor stepped in back of me and hugged me from behind. It was a very erotic image, his hands coming around to possess me.

I could feel his cock in back of me and I wanted it. I reached back and he knew what I wanted. I had already been fucked once. I wanted it again. He asked me where I wanted to go. I said right here. There were some condoms and lube on a table next to the sofa. We had everything we needed.

He turned me around and stepped between my legs pushing my ass against the sofa. I could feel his cock against mine. He kissed my hard and deep and I wanted to wrap myself around him. He played with my cock and I got down on my knees to get him hard. He was already engorged, but not completely hard. I saw him look over at the TV and watch me go down on him and he got harder. He stood me up and started to use his fingers, but I told him that all he needed was a little lube. I was ready. 

He handed a condom to me and I opened it and put it on him, rolling it down that wonderful shaft. I picked up a small bottle of lube and lubed his cock, squeezing to get a groan or two out of him. I handed him the bottle and turned around. I could feel his fingers pushing lube into me. Then I saw him step up behind me. I liked the line that his shoulder and side made. He was actually quite muscular and his muscles stood out when he took me by the waist. His hands were strong and held me in a vise like grip. I felt his cock poking me and I bent over at the waist and reached back to guide him into me. He started pushing and I felt him pop in. I pushed back and he knew that I was ready for him. He pulled back a little way and then pushed all the way into me in a single stroke.

I stood part way up from the sensation and he was afraid that he had hurt me. I shrugged it off and stroked his hip in back of me then leaned over again. He was just the right height to give me a good fucking. He pulled out and pushed in again. I could feel his cock all the way into me. I liked it. I liked getting fucked. I wanted to get fucked good. And Trev didn't disappoint. He started varying his strokes, short and long, and I could only hold on to the sofa as he fucked me. I was trying to push back against him, and when we connected, he really went deep into me. I looked up at the TV and I could see a different me. The me in the TV was a completely wanton person, someone who was alive in the moment, but alive in a way that he had never been alive. I could feel Trev push deep into me and his pubic hair grind into the tender flesh around my anus. I had never felt that before and it was amazingly good. I realized that I had bowed my back a little so I dropped my back down and pushed my ass up and out to meet his thrusts. In, deep, deeper than he had been before. Hard, hot, I could feel my tightness on him. He was fucking me. I looked at the TV and he was lost in bliss, the bliss of fucking my ass. I wondered how long this would go on and if I would be sore the next day. I squeezed my ass around his cock and felt something new. So did he. He gasped and it seemed to bring out an animal in him. It brought out the animal in me too. I wanted his cock. I wanted his cock to fuck me. Fuck me deep.

I looked at the TV and saw that my face was contorted, the way Todd's face had been contorted. I saw them coming in back of me and then realized that just about everyone in the house was there, watching me in my animal world, watching me getting fucked. Albert and Todd started sucking on my nipples and stroking me. I was a reamee, I was getting reamed and I was one giant set of nerve endings and they were all firing. I wanted to cum long before I actually came. I could feel it well up inside of me, somewhere deep inside, where I wanted to just explode. I had never felt that way before. I wanted to explode and be exploded. I could feel someone's mouth on my cock. I was not hard at first, but I became hard. Trev was sweaty and I could feel it run down the backs of my legs. He started hitting me hard and deep. I was pushing back on him and my muscles were all locked tight. I became aware of more guys around us, stroking our bodies.

I wanted to cum so badly that I began to flex my ass on Trev's cock. I think that pushed him over the edge because he was like a tethered animal, tethered to me, tethered to my ass with his cock. He started to cum and that pushed me over the edge, into the mouth that was wrapped around my cock. I was dimly aware of the mouth and I never found out who was the receiver of my cum. But Trev's thrusts into me were so brutal that I stood halfway in a futile attempt to shoot every bit of cum in my body in a single blast. Trev held me against him and pushed hard and spasmed, hard thrust, spasm, hard thrust, spasm. I relaxed and held onto the back of the couch again, and it was a good thing because Trev had one hard shot left in him. His last thrust and spasm was the deepest he got and I felt it down to my feet.

I stood a little and he pulled me back against him, his cock still in me. My back was bowed in as I reached my lips to kiss him. I looked at the TV and I saw a man who had found a part of himself that he didn't know existed. I had been well fucked. There was a collective exhale in the room and chatter picked up. They had seen a man get good and fucked and it was exciting. It seemed like we had been the last attraction of the night, as the crowd started to break apart. There was some crotch grabbing and stroking but it was basically over for the night.




At The Party



I went home with Trev that night and we had a relationship for about a year, until his job transferred him across the country. We tried to keep it up as a long distance thing, but it didn't last and we both found other people. But I liked the mornings with him when he rolled over and took me face down on the bed. There was some good sex happening. 



At the Party



We walk into the room hand in hand and start circulating. I see some old friends and leave you to go catch up on some gossip while my eyes glance back over to you from time to time wondering who the women are that you seem to be talking to so intimately. A brief moment of jealousy and I continue talking to my friends, lighting up a cigarette as I listen and they chastise me for the habit. Another friend comes up and grabs my hand, leading me away into another room where some others are playing pool and I look quickly for you before we leave, seeing you talking to a group of guys with a drink in your hand and a cigarette in your mouth.

I watch the pool game, mildly interested, listening to the players and observers trading insults and talking shit to each other. I feel arms come up from behind me and you place your drink in my hand as you wind yourself around me and slowly start backing out of the room with me in tow. Someone glances at us, cocking an eyebrow and smiling as I take a sip from your glass and am reminded of how strong you take your drinks. 

We leave the room and you take my hand, pulling me up the stairs. We reach the second floor and I can still hear the party downstairs, people laughing and yelling, music blasting. I start to head into a bedroom but you lead me away into a large bathroom saying with a little smile on your face, "There's a full length mirror in here."

I hear you close the door behind us as I lean my flushed face against the cool wall and feel you press up against the back of me. Your warm breath is against my neck as your hands reach around to the front of my hips unbuttoning my jeans then moving up over my stomach to my tits, squeezing them through my shirt, pinching the nipples a little. Your warm mouth closes on my neck and your teeth scrape me gently as I press my ass back against you, wiggling it a little. I gasp and reach up behind me, running my fingers through your hair and pressing your head against me.

Your hands on my hips again, you turn me around and kiss my forehead gently and smile down at me. I lean my face up and gently run my tongue over you lips then slide it into your mouth. Your hands move back to the fly of my jeans and quickly pull the zipper down, pushing my jeans down to my knees and pressing against my pussy through the satin of my panties. Moaning into your mouth I wrap one arm around your neck and let the other slide down to the front of your pants, rubbing gently against your hard cock. Seeming impatient now, you push the satin aside and slip your finger into my pussy, penetrating me gently, slowly. Then sliding your finger out, you suck it quickly in your mouth to taste me, then kiss me nice and hard, fucking my mouth with your tongue.

I watch you kneel down in front of me and I lean back against the wall, spreading my legs a little wider and further out from the wall as you pull my bikinis down to my jeans then pull both off of my legs. I close my eyes and feel the soft hair of your head against my stomach as your tongue quickly finds my swollen clit and begins rubbing it quickly. Looking over into the long mirror I see my blushed face and only your back and ass and the bottoms of your shoes. I move my hands up and pull my shirt up over my breasts, pulling them out over the cups of my bra and start rubbing them and pinching the nipples to the rhythm of your sucking. Closing my eyes, feeling you between my legs, your fingers in my pussy, fucking me with them, I moan loudly and quickly open my eyes, surprised at how loud my voice is echoing off the tile. I look at us in the mirror again and momentarily embarrassed, I almost ask you to stop, my fingers pausing on my tits. 

You must feel me tense up; you pause and look up at me, your lips wet and smiling, fingers still sliding in and out of my pussy, "How are you feeling baby?"

Suddenly I need your cock inside me and I slide down the wall until we are face to face. I lean forward and kiss you hard, tasting myself on your lips. I gently press you back and pull the zipper down on your pants, pulling them and your boxers down to your knees. I lean down over you and kiss you again, biting and tugging on your lip again as I spread my knees on each side of your hips. Leaning up quickly, you unfasten my bra and push it up above my tits with my shirt and run your hands over them as I slowly lower my wet pussy onto your cock. Hearing your groan, I pause and squeeze you with my pussy, letting you feel how hot and tight I am. 

One hand on my breast, pinching my nipple, your other one moves down to my hip and starts guiding me up and down on your cock. I moan and glance up into the mirror again, this time smiling as I watch myself move up and down on top of you, your hand guiding my hips in circles on your cock. I look back down at you again and run my hands up and down your chest as I start fucking you faster. Moaning your name I close my eyes and start riding you hard. Feeling your hard cock sliding in and out of my pussy, I pinch your nipples to hear you moan again, loving the sound of it.

Your hand moves down from my nipple and starts rubbing my clit as I grind down on your cock. My pussy is so wet I'm sure your balls must be soaked. Rubbing me faster I tense up again just before I start to come. I try to delay it, waiting for you, then I feel you pushing your cock faster into my pussy and I let go, coming hard, moaning your name as I feel you coming deep inside my wet pussy.

I collapse down onto your chest, running my tongue around one of your nipples, your cock still buried in my pussy, feeling the little aftershocks, gently squeezing your cock. 

Reluctantly I stand up and start pulling my underwear and jeans back on, reclasping my bra and pulling my shirt on. I look to see if you're ready and I reach for the doorknob, confused as you pull my hand away. Sitting back down on the floor legs wide you pull out your cigarettes and light one up, patting the floor between your legs for me to sit down. I do so and lean back against your chest as you light my cigarette for me. We sit there quietly for a few minutes, just smoking and relaxing. I lean my head back on your shoulder and gently kiss your lips, then stand up, open the door and head back downstairs with you behind me.



At The Party



When they turned around to leave, I had to suppress a giggle. General Anderson's hand had hiked up Lisa's mini skirt and had a firm grasp on her right buttocks.

Jack had slept through it all. I took the sheet off of him and rolled him over. He looked so peaceful I had to show him how good what he had done for me felt. I took his soft cock, still coated with my pussy juice and his cum, in my mount. When I began to hum there was an immediate reaction. By the time I was half way through the national anthem, his 'soldier' was standing at attention, fully erect. Although he was still asleep, he was thrashing wildly around in the bed. I continued to hum and he continued to thrash. I was just finishing "The Stars And Strips Forever" when his entire body stiffened and a massive amount of his cum filled my mouth. When I looked up, he was awake, looking down at me and smiling.

We stayed there in his hotel room doing lots of things but mostly humming until late the following afternoon. We finally broke, went to my apartment and picked up some clothes, had dinner and went back to his hotel. By the time I went to work Monday morning, I was almost comatose with sexual gratification. 

I still see Jack often except now he is a General. General Anderson is sending a car for us and Lisa and I are going up to Washington this weekend.

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