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Eric...a

By: CamScorp



There was no doubt that this was going to be my last baseball game in organized ball. I knew that after high school I would not get a chance to play anywhere else, save for the drunken beer league down the line. I was an average player who played for a small school. I played second base. We were losing badly and were about to be eliminated from the playoffs. We were down to our final out and I was up. My last at bat resulted in a hit to right field, but I wanted to leave the game with some drama, so I tried to turn a single into a double and ended up being thrown out. As we lined up for the handshakes against the opposing team, I started to think that I would not have to ever again feel uncomfortable in baseball pants. I did not like the way the pants accentuated the fact I had a bubble butt. And as for the shirts, I always felt my chest looked a little girly. I can't bring myself to use the words man boobs. 

It was over for me. The seniors on the team just slumped away. We knew this was it. A few of us embraced and said goodbye. I drove straight to my girlfriend's house. She was expecting me to show up with a victorious grin on my face, but that was not going to happen. She lived with her sister, who was out of town at the moment. My girlfriend was also a senior, but she was 19 years old, to my 18. She was not the most ambitious person I knew. She sometimes had a strange sense of humor that tended to belittle instead of encourage. She was about 5'4" inches tall and was too thin for my taste. She had dirt blonde hair and a rather flat torso. She didn't mind having A cups, and always wore clothes that showed her breasts off as small. Her ass had no curves and was surprisingly a little broad. Amy seemed the wrong person for me to be dating. She was religiously into smoking weed and liked kinky sex. She enjoyed spanking me and liked anally inserting a dildo into me. The only reason we were together was because of happenstance.

Early in the school year, I, along with some other guys from the baseball team, had been given detention for causing a scene at a pep rally. It was my first time being disciplined for unruly behavior. Amy was a regular in detention. She was always late for school and late for her classes. She pretty much kept to her self in the back of the room. I ended up sitting next to her. I was embarrassed for being in detention and headed straight to the back of the room. She had always been in the background and I had never spoken to her. I think we once were in the same group for a project in chemistry. My friends from the baseball team took seats in front of Amy and started to give her some grief about being a stoner chick. She seemed to ignore them all too easily, but I really didn't like hearing anything they were saying to her. I told them too leave her alone, and they did. It could have been anyone, and I would have defended them against a couple of dumb jocks. Amy later told me that she was surprised at first, then felt a nice warm feeling that someone from another group, outside of her own stoner, slacker infested group that is, was defending her. A first for her. And pretty much, because of that day in detention, we started to exchange phone calls, emails, and text messages.

Amy took my virginity, and to be honest, I felt she could have made the moment seem special. I guess she figured a guy would get what he could. I enjoyed being with her. Sometimes she made me nervous when we would be out in public. I never knew what sort of comments she might elicit with her carefree attitude, or what kind of comments she might make to others.

When I arrived at her sister's place, I found Amy in the living room, reading a book on how to become a certified medicinal marijuana distributor. I saw her choosing that field to make a living. It seemed logical for Amy to pursue that.

"So, the San Francisco Giants won't be making you an offer?"

"No. Don't think so." I said.

I had to think about how sad I had felt a few days earlier, when a small division III School that had been looking at me, decided to pass. I was not even offered preferred walk-on status. 

I should have changed out of my uniform because sometimes Amy teased me about the way my ass looks in it. She had told me that I have a soft body and still carry a small layer of baby fat. I can't argue with her. I should have remembered to change into something else.

I went into the kitchen and got a glass of water. Amy and I were not going to do anything as far as going out. We really could not afford to go anywhere. Our summer jobs were going to start soon enough. Mine was at least. Amy had not finalized a job yet. She wasn't planning on going to college. I had already been accepted into the local University, but not to play sports. I wondered if my mismatched girlfriend and I could continue.

"Hey princess, did you bring me some water. I'm thirsty." Amy said.

"Amy. Don't call me that, please." I said.

"I am sorry. You know I think you have a body like that pop princess, what's her name. Bubble butt and chubby thighs."

"I am a guy."

"Yes!" She said. "I know you are a guy. My guy!"

I wondered how true those words were. Did I even believe them? More importantly, did she believe them?

"Can I... I know sometimes we don't seem compatible, but I do care about you. You will go off to college and forget about me. That's just the way it will be."

"I don't know what will happen." I said.

I felt sad that she was already predicting that we did not have a future together. She was probably right.

"Can I ask a big favor? I just need it for me."

"What is it?" I said suspiciously.

Amy got up and stood in the center of the room. She looked as though whatever she was going to say was something she had rehearsed over time. I felt as though she was going to convince me of something that might not be all that great for me.

"I really do like when we are in bed together. Your body is so soft. It really isn't like the couple other guys I have been with. And I don't say that as a bad thing."

"I don't think any guy would like the sound of that." I said.

"Would you let me dress you up like a girl? Just once. Please, Eric."

My first thought was to just get up and leave, but her face was so sincere. She was not laughing or smiling. I was thinking about how she always liked running her hands across my body, just feeling my soft skin. What sort of fetish did she want to involve me in, I thought.

"No." I said. My answer lacked emphasis. I realized that I had left a small window for her to try again.

"It will be just for a minute. Please. I never dress girly. I kind of have something I might need resolving."

It was true. She always wore jeans and pullovers. There was nothing girly about her manner of dress. 

"What do I have to put on?" I asked.

"I will be right back." She said.

Amy went into her sister's bedroom. Her sister was on a business trip. Her sister was a more serious person. Jill worked as a salesperson for some company that was always sending her to seminars. Amy was left alone. I guess her sister didn't mind Amy smoking pot, because the air always smelled of it. As far as I knew, the sister did not have that habit. Jill was more of a wine drinker.

Amy came out of the bedroom with a bundle of pink, with some white mixed in. Her face was eager. She was going to control this just like she controlled the bedroom. I figured it was innocent, and would be a nice memory to remember our days together. I knew she would probably start living a life that would punctuate or differences even more. The end of high school I was sure was going to be the end of any thing between us, and that saddened me some.

"Pink?" I said. "Don't you have, wait, you don't even wear pink."

"My sister keeps these around." Amy said.

Amy held up a short white skirt with ruffles and a rather small looking pink blouse. There was white thong and pink stockings. I just stared at the clothes and saw my masculinity swept to the side as if it could offer no resistance. I had visions of playing baseball in such an outfit, and of receiving congratulatory ass-smacks from my fellow players. I always hated the butt slaps. I felt one guy in particular, Tom, did it too often. I was sure he was feeling my bubble butt for his enjoyment.

"I will help you get dressed. Take off that dusty uniform." She commanded.

"This is just between us." I said.

"Of course."

I looked around the room to see if we would have privacy from the outside world. There was only one window I needed to concern myself with, and the shades were drawn. The shades were always drawn when Amy was alone. Using a bong might cause the nosier neighbors to either investigate themselves or have others more qualified to snoop around do it.

I had already removed my shoes, and now started to take off my uniform. I took off my shirt first. It was my team-shirt that said Warriors. I was some Warrior, I thought. I took off the t-shirt I wore underneath. I was thinking my chest was going to jiggle too much. I actually felt a little bloated from having drunk so much water during the game. I started to take off the pants, with dirt stains on both sides and on my bottom. I was standing there in my underwear with built in cup holder. I had forgotten to remove the cup. My white socks were also stained.

"Everything, Eric." She said.

"I see you have nice pink stockings for me to wear." I said. 

I had passed the point of no return. She had me.

I removed what was left, and stood there naked for her. Even though she had seen me naked so many times, it still felt awkward for me, and I didn't think my manly member lived up my expectations of how big a man should be. While flaccid, the state it was in at that moment, it looked tiny. It was just a measure over two inches. I had resigned myself that the five inches it grew to would be sufficient to satisfy a girl. I had a grower, although not of any exceptional measurement. Amy never complained or made fun of my size, but she treated it dismissively on occasion. She seemed to grab it as though it were insignificant and would swallow me whole and sucked it like a pacifier. My little man worked and that was all that mattered. Well, mostly. Size was always going to be an issue.

Amy walked over to me and held out the thong. She lowered it so I could put my feet through it. This was to be my first ever thong. I had tried on my sister's panties a few years before. But this was my first thong. It went on like a comfortable wedgie. Next came the blouse top. She lowered it onto me. It fit an inch or so above my belly button. My stomach felt a little flabby. I tried to suck it in a little.

"You're fine baby." She whispered into my ear. "I was going to get you a sports bra, but this makes you look adorable."

As I said before, I hate the word man boobs, but that is what I looked to have. I now had little ones that disrupted the flow of the male chest.

Now came the skirt. This was the real closer on the matter. It was very short. I felt my bottom was not being covered. 

"Now the stockings." I said, with a surprising hint of enthusiasm.

"These are going to feel so good." She said.

"You sure?"

"You really look nice."

"I do?"

"Yes." She said.

"Really?"

"You really look girly." She said, as though she were proud of her work.

"Please don't call me that. I did this for you, Amy. Don't demean me." I said.

She was quiet, pensively calculating what my willingness to fulfill her wishes really meant.

I walked over to a mirror that hung by the front door. I brushed aside my blonde hair and before I knew it, Amy was there with more items to completely feminize me: a black wig, lipstick and some powder for my cheeks. The wig was shoulder length. My penis was getting hard, as I contemplated fucking Amy while I was wearing this outfit. That, I thought was her true motivation. Being fucked by her boyfriend who was dressed as a girl, as a very slutty girl.

"There, Eric." Amy said.

"Thanks for making me into your woman." I said, sarcastically.

"Thank you for doing this. Whatever else happens, just know it is all in fun."

"What?" I said.

There was suddenly a knock at the door. It seemed an insolent interruption. I was ready to flee with my discarded uniform into one of the rooms and dress myself back up into the man I was. Part of me wanted to play with Amy a little longer, but there was no way anyone else was going to see me dressed as a female.

"Who the fuck is that? What the fuck?" I said. Panic in my voice.

"Just relax, sweetie." Amy said.

She called me sweetie. I couldn't believe it.

She walked over to the door and greeted someone she obviously knew. I immediately bolted for the bathroom, grabbing what I could of my uniform. I locked the door and as I was getting ready to take off the pink blouse, I got a good look of myself in the larger bathroom mirror. The skirt looked good on my chubby thighs. Not really fat, just healthy. The dark hair made me look bitchy. I kind of wanted to continue the afternoon with her, but I felt things had been ended by an uninvited visitor.

"Eric...a?" Amy called from the other side of the door.

"You fucking called me Erica." I said.

"Open the door."

I paced the floor a few seconds trying to compose myself. I opened the door. I needed to know what was going on.

"Its just Rick. He's a friend Jill's. Will you come out and say hello?" Amy said.

"Let me get dressed."

"You are dressed, Eric."

"Why did you call me Erica before? Not fuckin' cool."

"Let's see if we can fool him."

"Are you crazy?" I said.

She acted as though it was no big deal for me to walk into a room dressed like a girl, and in that room would be a strange man.

"It'll be fun. I promise. I will owe you big time for this. You look really good." She said.

I caught my image in the mirror again, and was starting to turn myself on. I felt like a kid, when my mother would make me come out and say hello to her friends, when all I wanted to do was stay in my room and play video games.

"Just really quick." I said.

"Of course." 

I walked behind Amy, wishing I could stay behind her the whole time, but she had other plans. She stepped to the side of me and gently pushed me into the center of the room.

"Rick, this is Erica. She is my best friend. We go to the same high school."

"Hello, Erica." He said.

I stood there silent. He looked to be in his early 20's. He sort of fit the mold of someone more inclined to be her friend than that of her sister. He had a couple of tattoos of mysterious symbols on his right arm He wore jeans and a loose fitting t-shirt. He wore a pair of unlaced work boots. His hair was uncombed. The only neat thing about his appearance was his trimmed mustache and goatee. 

"Say hello." Amy prompted me.

"Hi, Rick." I said meekly.

"Hey, Girl." He said.

They started talking about some appointment he had missed that morning. They spoke as if I had disappeared. I was so nervous, felt so silly, and didn't know what to do. I felt trapped in a moment of indifference. That morning had ended so many dreams I had about playing baseball beyond the high school level. I actually felt divorced from the person I had been just the day before. 

"Sit down." Amy was saying, as she patted the seat next to Rick on the sofa. 

I sat down next to Rick, covering myself in an odd pose of arms and hunched shoulders. Amy went into the kitchen to get some drinks. Rick wanted a beer and I asked for the same.

"I can't believe Jill." He said to me. "She gets to vacation as part of her job. You'd think she was trained by now. Get to work bitch! Shit!"

I mumbled something as Amy handed me a beer.

"She jokes that she wants to quit this job and find another like it, and go though the whole process again." Amy said.

Before I even took a drink of my cold beer, Rick had brought out a bag of blunts. Amy's eyes widened. 

"Erica doesn't indulge. Not first hand anyway." Amy said.

"Erica can do what she wants." Rick said, putting his hand on my thigh, just above the knee.

His hand felt very masculine. I was surprised this stoner had working, calloused hands. I felt so feminine with my soft body. I brushed aside the wig hair. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. They continued talking about some appointment he was not able to make, as though his whole life was altered because he had missed it. The whole time they passed a blunt back and forth between each other. When they finally grew tired of dissecting his reasons for being late, and the implications of his mistake, Amy turned to me and smiled. A half, chiseled into her face smile that bespoke of an apology for what was to come. The air had filled with a smoke that was stronger than any Amy had ever produced.

"I think Erica has a surprise for you, Rick."

"I like surprises." Rick said.

"Close you eyes." Amy said.

I wanted to smack her. I wanted to leave, but was not able to think for myself.

Amy grabbed my hand and guided me up. Rick had his eyes closed. He looked less intimidating with his eyes shut. Amy took the bottle of beer from me. I had barely taken two sips. She positioned me in front of Rick and stepped behind me. She whispered into my ear that I looked fantastic and that this was all just fun. I nodded my head. She reached down under my skirt and felt for my dick. I was half way to a full erection. She started to tug on me, and when she was satisfied with the results, she let skirt fall back over me. My dick did not make a difference in the way the skirt fell over me.

"O.K., Rick. Open your eyes."

"He opened his eyes and smiled at me. I knew he was not expecting a pussy when Amy lifted the skirt.

"I'm surprised, Erica. Amy knows what I like though. Thank you for being here, Erica." Rick said.

I half nodded, without fully understanding what I was agreeing to.

His cold fingers took hold of me. They felt large, and I didn't think I could move away even if I had wanted to. 

"Erica is adorable. Tell her that." Amy ordered.

"You are adorable, baby." Rick said.

He played with it a little. He looked at it from all angles, as if he were a doctor. One hand held my penis, while the other made for my balls. He tugged on the skin a little before grabbing hold of one ball. I was afraid he was going to squeeze too hard, but this grunge dude was actually gentle. His rough hands belied an inner softness. I stood there, my privates not so private. I was pink and I pulsated with a need, a desire, to be satisfied. Now he held both balls, and weighed them in his hand. I was staying hard. A strange hand felt good, and having my girlfriend behind me made it all seem so normal. 

Rick opened his mouth, and I think my mouth opened a little. This was no longer fondling. I was going to be blown by a man, as Amy held me tightly and whispered how I was not like those other boy's in school. She praised that my mind was open to something so natural. She cursed those boys from school that made her feel like an outcast. His lips were strong. I was expecting to be ground up like a piece of candy, but he had obviously learned the art of oral sex from experience. The bristles on his mustache made contact with my soft skin, and after a minute or so they started to feel part of the stimulation. He made small noises, and I could hear that he was breathing through his nose some. He let me go and just looked at my penis. Was he admiring having made it stiffer than when he had begun? It was very rigid, and after what seemed like approval of his work, he began his sucking again.

"Does it feel good?" Amy said.

"Yes." I said.

I wanted to tell her, to tell Rick, that he was better than her. His lips were fuller and had seemingly logged in more time doing this. I was surprised I was lasting so long without cumming. I was taking the whole idea in, and finally, succumbing to an adept turn of tongue, I started my orgasm. 


Eric...a Ch. 02



I was well into my first semester of college. The University I chose was close enough to drive to, but my parents thought it would be a good idea to for me to live on campus. I didn't mind, and actually wanted some freedom. I lived in a single dorm unit and was not having a difficult time of transitioning to life on my own. I had plenty of homework to keep me busy during the week, and I also was working out more. I was starting to enjoy the solitude of a nice long run. There was an area with lots of hills that gave me solitude and a challenge. On weekends, I would occasionally drift home to see my parents, who actually were busy doing stuff themselves. I had not seen Amy since high school graduation. She had left me a couple of rambling messages that I had not returned. I really had no reason to be mad at her. I had enjoyed myself very much during that afternoon with Rick. I guess the reason I was avoiding her was that Amy had exposed a submissive, feminine side I never knew I had. I felt being around her might expose other parts of me I did not know about.

After receiving a text message about a party she was having, I decided to go and visit her. I figured I would be safe at a party, around her stoner friends. When I got there I realized 2 things. 1: Her sister was out of town. 2: It was B.YO.B. Bring your own bong. I saw people smoking pot. They were in the living room, in the kitchen, in the hall-way and all over the place. I saw a group of people in one of the bedrooms. I wondered if she was she supplying all of them.

I stood close to the door and saw that Amy was sitting on the couch and was talking with an unfamiliar man. She seemed serious. They were looking at the screen of her phone and nodding their heads. 

"Where are you at man?" Someone said to me.

"I'm just waiting for Amy." I answered.

He continued on his way. I noticed he was having a conversation with someone else through an earpiece. 

She seemed busy, and was probably not going to have time for. I looked around to see if I knew anyone. In particular, I was looking to see if Rick was there. I did not see him. I was getting ready to leave, when a hand touched my shoulder. I was half expecting it to be Rick. Something had me very horny and not in control of what I might do.

"Eric! I can't believe you came." Amy said.

She opened her arms and moved forward to hug me. I wrapped my arms around her. It felt good to see her again. She was dressed in black and was barefoot. Her hair was in a pony tail. Her brown eyes looked high, but not from pot. She looked energized by something else.

"How are you?" She asked.

"Good. I am sorry I never answered your messages. I have been getting used to College." I said

"You are here now. That is nice."

She told me about how her business venture was going. She said it gave her a sense of purpose. She was soon to get her medical marijuana distributor license, and that this party was the last type party she was going to have. Amy was going to be serious about her future and this was her way of saying goodbye to the past. I commented that I thought she looked very motivated. I told her that the desire that now filled her suited her perfectly.

"You always said the nicest things to me before. I am glad you are here. I know you probably feel out of place, but every moment with me must have felt like this." She laughed.

"Almost every moment felt odd." I said. "You were great."

"How is college life?" She asked.

"It's too structured." I said.

"Meet any one new?"

"No. I haven't"

"Do you still put on my sister's thong? You left here with it that day."

I was surprised she mentioned it. I tried not to look too fazed by her question.

"I am joking." She said.

"How's Rick, anyway?" I asked.

"He was around here. Something tells me you came by to see him."

"Amy, I came to see you." I said.

She was very perceptive. Part of me did want to see Rick. As for the thong, I was wearing it.

"I have some things to do, but I want you to know that we should stay in touch. Not just me, but you returning my messages. I mean it. I want to stay friends. You stood up for me... I was an outcast at that school. I will always have a love for you." Amy said.

"I know." I said.

We hugged again, and I so wanted to be her friend in the future. I wanted to think that our differences would not keep us apart completely. I said goodbye to her and left as if walking through a haze. 

I gulped at the fresh air once I got outside. I stood on the porch a few moments breathing in the air. Just before I was about to leave, I felt a tongue in my ear, followed by a familiar voice. Rick was standing next to me. I had not realized how tall he really was. That day, neither of us was standing at the same time. He looked the same, except that he was full of a strange energy.

"Eric. How have you been?" He said.

Part of me wished that he had called me Erica. Perhaps, because I was dressed as a man, he called me by my real name. I looked up to him with a look that I was sure conveyed submission to him and to what he could give me.

"I am really busy tonight, but I want to see you again." He said. "I want to see Erica again. Has she been around?"

"Yes. She has been around. You might be surprised. She looks better these days."

"I believe it. She was something else. I have her number from Amy. I will call her soon."

I was disappointed. I so wanted to spend some time with him. I wanted to be treated as before: like a girl. We waved goodbye to each other. I was left with a void. I needed to be satisfied. I got into my car and headed back to campus. I had brought Erica's outfit with me, in case she was called upon that night. I wanted to cry, but found solace that he wanted to call Erica.



Once back at my dorm, I got out some outfits for Erica that I had been collecting. I had bras, skirts, women's jeans and blouses. I also had a few shoes. I really had not mastered walking in heels, so I just used flip flops. I also had a pair of pink ballerina type shoes that Erica really felt sexy in. I was also getting better at applying make-up. I always put on very little. I only used a light amount of lipstick. 

I stood in front of a full length mirror. I had on makeup and a small amount of red lipstick. I was naked, except for the white thong I had on earlier. I finally chose a pair of black spandex pants and a white blouse. I wore a white padded bra. I put on a pair of pink flip flops. I looked at myself in the mirror from all sides. I really liked the way my ass looked. I had lost a few pounds since high school due to the new exercise routine. My man boobs were only a little smaller. They had not melted away. I kind of wanted more of them now. The padded bras I wore made me feel more feminine. They made Erica feel more feminine. 

I pointed my foot out, and extended my leg. I knew I needed to practice walking like a girl. I tried to go slow, moving the thighs very slowly, almost stepping in slow-motion to get a better idea of what I needed to do. I tried to work on the rhythm of my gait. I tried to keep my hands still. I wanted to be a cool girl with no exaggerated movements. 

After about an hour of admiring myself and of becoming very horny, I stripped off the clothes and fell onto the bed. I was tired, and wanted to dream of Rick. I remembered the way his hand held onto my hips. I recalled his strong, calloused hands and how submissive he had made me feel. 



I woke up the next morning a half hour or so later than usual. I was going to go for a jog. It was still the weekend. I got dressed quickly. Even though it was chilly, I wore shorts. My legs looked very shapely. I hardly had any hair on them, or on my face I was grateful for that. I never worked to get in such good shape while I had played baseball.

There were a few people out jogging. I chose an intermediate path. The hills were not so demanding, as I was not ready for the most difficult hills. My stride was good, as was my motivation.

I thought of Rick mostly. I should have kissed him while I had the chance. I was disappointed in myself. 

Tired and sweaty, I headed back to my dorm. There was only one person in the common area. I went into the area to get a drink from the fountain. I nodded hello to him. I knew he was a wrestler. He was an inch or so shorter than my 5'10" and looked very muscular. After I had my drink, I looked over to him one more time. He was making some notes in a small booklet. He looked up and we made eye contact for just a little too long. I felt it strange we were holding a staring contest. He then motioned to his lips, telling me to look at my lips. I turned around and found a mirror above the drinking fountain. I had lipstick all over my mouth. I had forgotten to take it off the previous night, and while wiping my face it had smudged all over my cheeks.

"Are you all right?" He said, walking towards me.

"I am fine." I said.

I was embarrassed and wanted to get out of there quickly.

"I prefer darker colors on girls, but that is not bad." He said.

I looked at him as if he had just dropped from the sky and was going to take me back up to wherever he had come from.

"I have to go and clean up." I said.

I walked away, and looked over my shoulder once. He was staring at me, yet our eyes did not make contact again. He was looking at my ass as I walked away. My stomach knotted up. My previous experience had been aided by my then girlfriend, Amy. This scenario, if it ever transpired, was strictly on my own. 

As soon as I got back to my room, I looked him up on the wrestling website. His name was Alex and he was from a neighboring state. He was sophomore and his major was listed as Urban Studies. He was listed at 5'10 inches tall, which meant he was an inch or two shorter and he wrestled in the 157 pound weight class. He looked cute. He had brown eyes and curly brown hair. I kept playing his words over and over in my head: "I prefer darker colors on girls, but that is not bad." I wondered if he would ever prefer to be with me.

 I tried my best to look out for Alex, but he never seemed to be around. He was not in any of the places that I was looking. I was sure that his comment did not exclude me from what it was that he liked. 

 We finally spotted each other after one of my runs. He came up to me and said hello. I was very nervous. His eyes were very bright and pierced through me. I wondered if he was imagining me as Erica. He had no clue about Erica was. Not yet, at least.

 "How are you?" He said.

 "I am fine." I answered.

 "I have some time off this weekend. Maybe we can go for a jog or something."

 "That would be great." I said, trying not to sound too excited.

 I was very excited. He gave off a very vibrant air of confidence.

 "Did you have a good run?" He asked.

 "Yes." I said.

 His phone suddenly rang and he seemed rushed to answer it.

 "I'll come by tonight to make plans. I have to take this call." He said.

 All my doubts about whether or not his comment was real were starting to fade. He was going to come by my dorm that night. I wasn't going to be there, but I was sure he would like meeting Erica, and she might just like meeting him.

I went home and took a long shower. I shaved off the few visible hairs on my legs and I touched up my already trimmed pubic area. I put makeup on first. That always took me the longest. I put on some foundation and a little blush. I put on the darkest lipstick I had: a reddish black. 

It took me some time picking out my outfit. I decided to wear pink panties and a pink padded bra. I wanted to wear a skirt, but decided a pair of torn at the knee jeans might suit the occasion better. I wanted to get fucked, but did not want to seem desperate. A skirt just begs to be lifted. I chose a light blue top and ballerina shoes of the same color. The last piece of my outfit was my wig: short, straight and black. 

I sat down and concentrated on relaxing. I was breathing in deeply and slowly exhaling. A purposeful knock at the door brought me back to the moment. I went over to the door and tried to be confident myself. I knew my body had tightened up since I started running the hills. 

"Hello, Alex." I said, trying to sound docile.

His eyes widened as though he were just given a gift.

"Hello." He said. "You know, I never did catch your name."

"Erica." I said. 

I felt so slutty just then.

"Hello, Erica." 

He came into my room. There was no need to make plans. These were the plans.

"Maybe we can get our exercise in here." He said.

I thought that a wonderful idea.

We had an awkward moment of silence, then, as two horny college kids do, we started to close in on each other. We started to kiss, and I could feel his strong hands search out my body. His hands settled on my hips. His lips were active. I peeked to look at his eyes. They were closed. His body was so strong and I told him so. On cue, he went into the middle of the room and started to undress. He kept his eyes focused, but did not look at me. His chest was impressive. I could tell he was capable of lifting plenty of weight. When he was finally down to just his briefs, he paused and let me take in his beauty. He was a vain young man who had certainly put in the work in the gym over the years.

"Wow." I said as I was admiring him.

He kept on his underwear, and I wondered if he was hiding a small surprise for me. Or was it a large piece of meat to chew on?

It was my turn now. Without saying anything, I started moving around to a silent beat in my head. I did my best to seem girly. I turned for him so he could see my ass shake for him. I walked backwards into his body. I could feel him under his underwear. There was something solid, just like his body.

Alex grabbed my ass and squeezed. It felt so real. He moved to the front of my jeans and unbuttoned them. That is all the prodding I needed. I had them off quickly, and was presenting myself to him. I removed my top and threw off my shoes. I stood there in bra and panties. I was surprised that I was no thinking about what I was doing. I was being instinctual. He came over to mw and his momentum carried me back onto the bed. He slid off my bottoms. My little worker was very hard. I was expecting some attention from him. He only looked at it and placed a finger on the hole he was looking for. 

Alex finally took off his underwear to reveal a penis about the length of mine but twice the width. I was in shock almost. I didn't think I would be loose enough, or experienced enough to allow him in. I motioned to him that there was some lube on the nightstand. He reached over and got some. He was sort of rough as he applied it into my opening. His hands did not seem gentle at all. 

"Up you go, princess." He said.

"Where am I going?" I said, sounding frightened. 

He grabbed both my legs and lifted them in the air. He pressed into me and I gasped. I tried to remember to relax. After a few attempts, he found admission and proceeded. He pushed in. A bareback adventure and my eyes were spilling out of my head. I started to grunt. Not seeming very lady like, Erica was reduced to a grunting whore as he pushed in farther. My own penis was losing all the ambition of earlier. I was in survival mode all of a sudden.

I felt he could have crushed me if he had wanted. It made me wonder if I had ever been an athlete myself.

"Please be gentle, Alex.'

"Quiet, Erica.' He said. 

He closed his eyes. Alex had a stern look on his face. His hands holding onto my legs with a power I am sure he usually saved for the wrestling mat, but here he was using it on me. My feet flopped in the air. His fullness enveloped me with nothing but pain. Any tenderness I had expected for the girly Erica was gone. He continued his power strokes, and I continued hanging on, wanting it to be over. I raised my head to try to get a better view. He was relentless with me. His face was reddening and he held an unflinching stare. Then, finally, things changed a little. I started to pay attention more to what my body was feeling and it did not feel so bad. More, Alex. Violate this bitchy, black haired girl. Do it. 

I sensed he had been with a few before me. He was too relaxed and one-minded to be an inexperienced stud. His penetration of Erica was now complete and all that was left was release.

Into Erica he came, and it felt warm and friendly, possibly the only nice thing about him. He was out of breath and wiped away some sweat from his face. Match over.        

Alex looked relieved. His face softened now. His scowl was gone. I lay there looking needy. He pulled out his still engorged cock. I grabbed my semi-hard penis as if to present it to him. He laughed and flicked it with his fingers. He was done.

"See you, girl." He said, as he gathered his things.

"What?" I said.

After the door closed I started to cry. Why was he so rough with me? I wanted him to acknowledge that I needed to be looked after, but he was gone. I needed Erica looked after, and treated like a woman who had given a man something special.



Eric...a



"I'm cumming!" I shouted, wanting to warn Rick of what was happening, but he stayed on course. He squeezed my ass, and I started to moan. He let me cum in his mouth.

My load was still trickling out when he finally released me. He opened his mouth and showed me a bounty of "first time blown by a man" cum. He earned his bounty. He grabbed his beer that he had set on an end table and washed down my juices with it. He winked at me as he titled his head forward.

"It's his turn now." Amy said.

I was expecting a mouthful of penis in my face, but instead, Amy maneuvered me to the ground and had me position myself on all fours. I was glad there was carpeting. Straight ahead was the kitchen. I could see the cabinets and decided I was going to focus on that if I needed to zone out.

I could here Rick taking off his pants. Amy was kneeling next to me and was stroking my hair. 

"Don't worry Eric...a. I am long but I am thin. We are going to lube you up anyway.

Amy got up and brought some Vaseline from the bedroom. It felt so cold as she worked some into my rear hole.

"Just relax." Amy said.

I knew she meant let my asshole open up, but since I had never imagined that before I found myself on all fours, I didn't know how open it had to be.

"Just take a few deep breaths." Rick said.

"Listen to Rick." Amy said.

"That's good. I can work it now. It shouldn't feel uncomfortable." Rick said.

It felt as though I was having some surgical procedure done on me. Inside of me this grunge stud went. His hands held onto my hips as though he owned me. He was right. I felt I had enough room for him. Amy was looking at Rick as he started to become more active. I tried my best to time his thrusts with backward thrusts of my own. I felt I had become his bitch. 

"Erica, just keep that up." Rick said.

I had not seen his member before he put it inside of me, but it did feel thin. I don't know how long it was, but it seemed to have a slight bend. I wasn't sure if that is the way my virgin ass accommodated him. Amy was happy with me. She had taken off the fake wig and was now stroking my real hair. I felt my penis begin to get hard again. There was an electric charge through my dick, and I felt a trickle of pre-cum. I wondered if there was something going on with my prostate? Amy noticed that I was getting erect again and was now jerking me off. Strangely enough, or making perfect sense, I had never felt so sublime in all of my life.

Rick was tunneling to get to the center of all I was capable of. He strengthened his strokes and was now literally pounding to get through me to some other place. I never knew anal encroachment could be so rewarding for the receiver: A primal fullness. He let out a wild scream. I could feel his cum bottle up inside my cavity, still filled with his purposeful member. And as a late coming gesture, I came into Amy's hand. I was breathing heavily and felt unfocused. She kissed me on top of the head as if she was satisfied in my part of the performance. 

"You have been so sweet." Amy said.

Rick spanked me on the bottom as he pulled out. The moment was over. A slight shock of having been used crossed my mind, but things had felt so good, I let it pass.

I got up and hurried into the bathroom, not looking back at anyone. I got dressed and just left. Amy didn't say anything. She knew I was probably going to take a long time to process what had occurred. I wasn't so sure I ever wanted to see her again. Or did I really want to see her even more. I drove home. The landscape, the skyline, felt surreal. An undefined vibration wound through my body.



Eric: An Evening With His Friends 01



I have told you all about Eric, the first older guy I had a relationship with.

I also mentioned how on occasions he would like me to dress up and let his friends fondle me and I also fucked and sucked a few of them off.

After Eric and I went our separate ways, him moving away. I really had a lot more actual full sex partners, most of them whilst on holidays, as I will add about my experiences in Turkey etc.

A few months after Eric moved away and after a holiday in Ibiza (during the fortnight I fucked another fifteen different guys).

I bumped into Alan, one of Eric's old friends. He owned a book shop and I went one day to his store on the premise of getting a text book for my college course.

It was rare for him to be in as he had full time staff there, but on this day I literally bumped into him down one of the aisles.

He was one of Eric's friends I had sucked off to completion a couple of times. We spoke briefly and he asked how I was and what I was up to etc.

I could sense a bit of a naughty angle to his questioning and admit I was feeling a bit fruity myself, not having a regular boyfriend at the time. I also admit to having always enjoyed his company in the past.

He offered to buy me a coffee at a local cafe nearby and I agreed, he also let me have the text book free of charge.

At the coffee store we again chatted about Eric and all sorts really. The subject of sex naturally came up and he asked if I was with anyone at the moment.

I replied to him, "No footloose and single Alan, why what are you thinking?"

He then asked me if I would be interested in helping him with a little party/poker night he had planned for the following weekend.

He had a 'boys' poker night planned for him and four of his friends (Colin, Gordon, Peter and Fred) I had met both Colin and Gordon before, at some of our fun times with Eric.

They were all in their 50s, except Fred who was according to Alan was the old man of the group.

He was just turned 60 and recently retired.

I asked what was planned and what he had in mind for me. stupidly adding I had never played poker and didn't know the rules!

He told me he had planned, " A night of poker, porn and frolics if you're up for it Anna!"

He asked me if I would be the waitress/hostess for the night and if I would consider putting on some entertainment.

I said I would consider it, to be honest my fanny was getting the usual dripping sensation already.

I was told it would be made worth my while.

I informed Alan that my M.O.T was due on my car the next week and if that could be taken care of that for me then I would definitely make it a, good night for everyone.

I felt a bit cheap but thought, 'fuck it, why not.'

I had broadened my horizons considerably over the last two holidays and was game for some cock.

The weekend came and I had contacted Alan to organise what he wanted me to wear etc.

I decided to go for a French Maids outfit,fitting for a hostess I thought, a very short one I had been bought by Eric.

I also plumped for a pair of my highest fuck me shoes and my black fishnet stockings and suspender belt.

I packed my bag and put in three of my favourite vibrators for good measure.

I arrived at about 7pm before the other guys were due to get there.

I changed into my outfit in plenty of time and my cunt was already getting moist at the thought of the fun I may have.

I felt deliciously sexy as I got ready for what I knew was going to be a night of real fucking and maybe another gang-bang style bit of fun and frolics.

The others arrived one by one and all seemed very, very pleased with what I was wearing, my arse was given a squeeze by them all one by one, as I let them in and served them drinks.

We had ordered a Chinese take away for us to have before the evening got started, and after a short wait it arrived.

I thought the delivery guys eyes were going to pop out as Alan let him in to pay for it.

I was wandering around in the living room, the only woman amongst these five older males and I was dressed as Colin put it 'Like a French fucking tart.'

My three vibrators where standing all in a row, proudly on the fireplace mantle for all to see.

I made it obvious why I was there by sitting on Gordon's lap, my maids outfit riding high up and showing my legs and cunt off. the delivery guy seeing it all as he entered the house to put the food on the table. I then got even more daring by planting a heavy kiss on his lips before doing the same to Peter, Colin and Fred as well.

The delivery guy must have thought I was an escort for the evening or something. It made my cunny really wet thinking about him having a stiffy and telling his workmates what he had seen.

I must have looked a complete whore.

After eating and getting some more drinks,we chatted and the guys got ready for to start playing poker at the dining table.

I paraded around, my arse cheeks visible due to the shortness of my maids dress, my stockinged thighs fully on show and my titties poking out of the top of the dress.

After a very short while I was watching a hardcore porn DVD on Alan's television, an amateur style one with various couples/threesomes fucking and sucking.

Whilst the guys played a hand of their card game I was playing slowly with my pussy up my dress and had my see through knickers to the side. The older of the guys Fred was staring at me and saying.

"Fucking hell have you lot seen her!"

Alan quickly assured him, "Oh she's a right dirty bitch once she gets going Fred. Come here Anna and show Fred your wet pussy."

I stood up and swayed my way across to them and stood in front of them all pulling my panties to one side.

"Oh I'm fucking soaking already Alan,look at my fingers they are covered already."

With this I showed them my glistening fingers and licked them clean.

Fred was gasping, "Christ what a fucking bitch! When you said you had a young cock loving bike coming Alan I never thought we would be this lucky!!"

This dirty talk was getting me off and I could tell Gordon and Peter where getting hard too. They kept touching their crotches and I was sure things where about to hot up.

I walked around the table and slowly eased my panties off down my legs and over my heels.

"I won't be putting these on again tonight I think!" smiling to them as I said so.

I made my way to the fireplace and took my first vibrator off the top of it.

I sat in one of the armchairs and faced the dining area where the guys were. I started to slowly tease my clit with it and then to ease it up my soaking quim.

As I did so they had stopped playing and where all watching me.

"You fucking like it?" I asked speaking in as broad an accent as I can muster..."You dirty bastards like watching me pound my cunt?"

They all stared at me as I did so and this made me feel like real cheap tart.

"Fucking look at me," I shouted. "Look at me you cunts, look at what I'm doing for you filth, dirty fuckers.You want to fuck me? You want to fucking spunk up me and cover me in your cum don't you!"

Alan spoke first," Will you let us Anna. Can we actually fuck you and not just get sucked off by you?"

I looked straight at them and replied.

"Oh yes too fucking right you are going to fuck me Alan. I've fucking had a load of cock since Eric left and I want all five of yours tonight All of you up me,in my cunt, my mouth and up my fucking arse."

They all shot up from the table like young men!

As they neared me I got up and fully removed my Maids outfit,this left me in just my heels and stockings and suspenders.

I walked over to them and asked them to form a line.

They did so stripping naked hurriedly as they stood.

I got onto my hands and knees and crawled along them like a bitch on heat.

I stopped at the end of the line and Alan was there. I knelt up and slowly licked his cock. Licking his balls and then moving around behind him and licking his arse cheeks, he parted his legs so I could get my tongue up at his arsehole and gave it a lick and a rimming.

I did this for a few minutes and then came around to the front again and began to suck his by now rock solid cock. I slurped on it and used my tongue to lick it whilst I sucked on him.

I took him all the way in my mouth and gagged a little, causing some spit to run down his shaft. The other guys were staring at me, their cocks all standing proudly to attention.

I moved along the line to each one of them, again licking their cocks up and down the length of the shafts and also licking their arses and poking my tongue up their arse cracks.

They all responded by growing in my mouth and by taking it in turns to pass a running commentary on me...

"What a slut."

"What a good cock sucker."

"Fuck she's a right bike, I bet her cunts sopping wet."

I was in ecstasy, I was loving the dirty talk and also the fact of how I was turning these men on.

After a while I got up and said, "OK guys my turn now."

With this I lay on the settee and spread my legs and asked them all to have a lick of me.

They did so in turns. One licking and nibbling my cunt and clit, whilst another sucked my tits.

At one point I had Colin between my legs licking and tonguing me out, Fred and Gordon sucking on a tit each, Alan French kissing me and I was wanking Peter off.

All the while the porn DVD was playing and we could hear the couples fucking and sucking,the experience was amazing,pure sex.

The evening continued all night and I will put the rest of it on for you all as soon as possible.

How I was double penetrated, how I had multiple cums and how I ended up a right sticky mess! 



Eric: An Evening With His Friends 02



I promised I would finish off the experience of me acting as waitress at Alan's poker party.

As I said, I was lying on the settee having a very good licking session by the guys. They took it in turns to lap at my absolutely sopping pussy. I was dripping in my cum juice and the guys brought me off for a couple of lovely climaxes.

In between them licking me they eagerly presented their swollen cocks for me to suck and gobble on.

After me getting them all rock solid, their heads all purple and shiny, it was time for some serious fucking.

I was carried to a chair and placed on all fours, leaning on the cushion for support. 

The guys then took it in turns to enter me from behind. Alan went first.

He fucked away at me for a few minutes while the other guys looked on. I was loving him pounding me and he was getting me well stretched and open.

After his first go on me, Colin took his place, Alan plopping out of my fanny with an audible 'plop.'

Colin kept up his go fucking me for a few minutes, then Fred took his place.

My cunny was really getting well used and I was dripping wet. Fred fucked me really hard and fast.

"I can last for ages you fucking dirty cunt," he said to me.

I was in heaven and responded by bucking back onto his prick, telling him to, "Fuck it up me, fuck your cock right up my fucking fanny. Go on let me help you." 

At this point Fred stopped and let me do the work. I bucked and bucked against him, the others urging me on to fuck back against him harder.

After a few more minutes he pulled out and Gordon took his place. Then Peter lastly. They all fucked me doggy style as I swore at them and they all urged me on.

"I want you up my arse as well," I shouted at Fred. "Get a cock up both my holes."

I was again carried to another position, this time lying on my back on the floor facing the TV screen.

On the screen a British wife was being pummelled by a black guy in front of her husband. The whole room was just oozing pure, filthy sex.

"OK get under her Alan," Fred was dictating things.

Alan got under me and slid his cock up my arse, lubricating it with some spit on his cock. It felt really good, really filling me up.

Then Gordon was told to, "get up her cunt." 

He entered my fanny easily, it was gaping after the pounding it had taken. I was lying sandwiched between the two of them They fucked me in a steady rhythm for ages. The other three guys stood beside me and I sucked on their cocks in turn.

They all took turns in changing positions, taking it in turns to be up my fanny, up my arse and me sucking them off.

I was getting a bit tired and also a tad sore from the fucking and asked them if I could, "Have some spunk up me."

For the final fuck they again got me onto all fours again.

They again entered me in turn from behind and fucked me till the spunk started to flow.

I was on all fours, my make up was smeared over my face, my lipstick all smudged, my hair dishevelled, the pigtails I had put in all but out now.

My stockings were half on and half off,one still being held up by the suspender belt, the other had snapped off and my torn and laddered stocking was rolled down to my knee.

One shoe was still on and the other had come off during the D.P banging I had taken. In short I looked a mess and like I had taken a massive fucking.

Fred fucked me first doing me really hard again, and then he began to leak cum up me. He shot a massive load up my cunt, some of it oozing out onto my legs when he pulled out.

Immediately his place was taken by Gordon who slipped up me easily. He fucked me fast and long and then he too came buckets, adding his cum to Fred's. 

My fanny was gaping and dripping with my own juices and the two guys semen, he plopped out and cum just oozed out of my cunt.

Colin took his place sliding up my spunk, messed cunt easily.

I couldn't feel much by now, Colin's cock was pistoning in and out of me slurping on my juice and the mix of cum up me. He shot off and added more spunk up my by now wide open, dripping gash.

When he spunked up me I felt a large dollop drop out of me and onto the floor.

Peter was next, again getting up me like a knife in butter. His cum was a really heavy one and flooded out of my pussy onto my stockinged leg.

Alan was the last up me. Fucking me with audible slurps and glugs coming from me.I was gaping so wide, my fanny lips swollen and red. Alan added his cum up me, well he tried his best to get it up me past the other loads of spunk!

As they finished they stood back admiring their handy work!

I had been well and truly fucked.

I stood up looking what I thought a complete mess but the guys just kept telling me how 'beautiful' I was and how much they 'loved me.'

I was treat like a lady for the rest of the evening.

I had a lovely soak in the bath, full of bubbles and then relaxed on the sofa in one of Alan's dressing gowns.

The guys played a hand or three of poker and I served them drinks.

I couldn't face any more fucking that night, but stayed overnight with Alan and Fred. I slept in between them and had a lovely cuddle from them both as we slept.

The guys paid for my MOT and all the repairs on my car.

I saw them again once more. As a group and as pairs of two. I also danced/stripped for Fred's birthday party as well. A meeting I will add on here as soon as I can.

They were so kind to me and I still keep in touch with them now, though have not fucked any of them since Mike and I have been married...yet!



Eric and Emily



Emily sits on the back porch steps enjoying looking at the stars on a beautiful cloudless cool autumn night. Eric comes out the back door, his hair still wet from his shower and sits down behind her, pressing his thighs against her, leaning his head on her shoulder and wrapping his arms around her waist. She leans backwards into him, closes her eyes and sighs with happiness. They sit for a few moments just enjoying each other's company. Neither speaks, no words are needed between them. 

Beginning to feel a bit frisky, Emily arches and straightens her back just a bit to rub against Eric's shorts. He gently tightens his hold on her waist and begins nibbling her ear lobe, down her neck, sliding her shirt and bra strap off her shoulder and following with his lips. As Emily sighs with pleasure and goose bumps being to cover her arms she remembers they're outside. She whispers to Eric, "Let's go inside."  Eric releases his hold on her and they stand. He holds one of her hands in his and uses the other to open the sliding glass door that leads to the bedroom. 

He lets her go inside first, follows, turns, shuts and locks the door, putting the curtain back in place. Emily trails her fingers down his back, making little circles and running them just below the waist line of his shorts causing a shiver to run up his spine. Eric turns to face Emily. As his body moves she keeps her fingers in the waistline of his shorts allowing them to trail along him and end up at his stomach. Eric frames her face with his hands and leans forward. He runs the tip of his tongue along her lips, kisses her gently increasing the intensity until his tongue slides thru her parted lips to meet hers. 

She moves her hands to his back holding on tight as he runs his hands down her shoulders, along the side of her breasts, her sides to the hem of her shirt and begins to lift it over her head. Their lips part and Emily raises her arms so Eric can remove her shirt. He unsnaps her bra and she wiggles her shoulders so it can fall to the floor with her shirt. Eric bites her shoulder causing Emily to shiver and kisses his way across her collar bone then down to her breast. As he flicks his tongue over her red peaked nipple he slides her jeans down her hips. Her jeans fall to the floor when Eric grabs her ass with his hands and presses her hips to his. Emily's hands have removed Eric's shorts and worked their way back up to grip his shoulders tightly. 

She walks him backwards as he continues to lick and suck her nipples. Eric's knees hit the edge of the bed, he losses his balance and falls backwards drawing a little giggle from Emily. He slides backwards on the bed and starts to sit up. Emily places her hand on his chest and shakes her head no. She has other plans. She crouches on the bed and crawls up his body, dragging her nipples along his legs, thighs, hips and stomach. Now Emily is straddling Eric, his hard and ready cock pressed against the outside of her pussy, as he lays patiently waiting to see what she has planned. 

Emily lowers her head as if to kiss him but moves her head to the side at the last second. She licks his ear with the tip of her tongue before sucking his ear lobe into her mouth and flicking it back and forth with her tongue. Eric's hands hold her at the waist as he begins to rise and lower his hips, rubbing the lips of Emily's pussy against his cock. She releases his ear and kisses his neck, his shoulder, down his chest to his nipple. As she flicks and sucks one with her mouth she gently pinches and rubs the other with her hand. Quickly, Eric rolls her over so he is on top. He pulls away from her and trails his fingertips down her chest, her stomach, to her neatly shaved and wet pussy. 

Emily trembles as Eric lowers his head, placing her legs over his shoulders. He licks the moisture from her pussy lips taking his time with her. He parts her pussy lips with his tongue then uses his fingers to hold them open and exposes her sweet, wet, pink pussy to him. He licks her pussy and slides just the tip of his tongue inside her as his thumb circles her clit. Emily moans and grips the bed sheets tighter in her hands. As Eric slides his tongue further and further into her pussy and rubs her clit faster and faster Emily bites her lip to keep from screaming in pleasure. Eric can feel the muscles in her legs twitching against his shoulders. He can feel her pussy muscles clenching his tongue and knows she is close. 

He increases his pace as she lifts her hips and spreads her knees wider for him. As she comes he continues to lick her, relishing in her sweetness. He lowers her legs and kisses his way back up her body to her mouth. As they share a deep passionate kiss Eric begins to enter her. Emily lifts her hips to him only to have him push hers back down. Startled she gives him a questioning look. Eric grins at her almost devilishly, reaches on arm under her and flips her to her stomach. 

He lifts her hips, spreads her legs, and leans forward. His hand reaches forward and rolls one of her nipples between his thumb and finger as the head of his cock begins to enter her still wet pussy. He eases into her slowly, glorying in the way she cocoons him. Emily grabs the headboard, arches her back and spreads herself wider for him as Eric enters her. As he being his beautiful rhythmic movements inside her he reaches forward with the other hand and grabs her shoulder. Emily moans as he pulls on her shoulder, shoving himself deeper inside her. He knows she loves it deep. Remembering she also likes it a bit rough he releases her shoulder and grabs a handful of hair, pulling her head back as he continually drives himself in and out of her warm, moist pussy. 

She hooks her ankles around his knees and spreads herself even wider for his as she arches her back even further. Eric's head drops backwards as he moans her name in time with her moans of his name. Emily can feel his cock begin to twitch and dance inside her and knows he's close to cuming. Eric pulls her hair and pinches her nipple harder as the first spurts of his cum burst from his engorged cock. The feel of Eric's orgasm triggers Emily's and they rise to heaven together. 

When Eric's cock has stopped throbbing he releases Emily's hair, leans forward to lay his stomach on her back, kisses her shoulder and rolls them both to their sides. He places his arm under her head and lays spooned behind her in bed, both of them tingling and to comfortable to move.



Eric and I on Holiday in the Lakes



Eric had decided to book us a nice weekend break in the Lake District in England for his 51st birthday.

It turned out to be a very nice weekend weather wise, which is unusual for the Lake District, and also a very naughty and sexy weekend overall!

On arriving at the very small guest house we were booked into, we were shown to our room by one of the owners, a guy called Phillip. He ran the guest house with some of his family, his daughter and son to be precise. 

He was in his mid 60s, and had been divorced from his wife a few years back. We found out about this from a general chat we had together later on the Friday night at the small bar in the guest house.

Eric had been teasing me a little earlier, and had asked me to be a bit naughty for Phillip by dressing quite provocatively when going into the local town later.

I had worn a black mini dress, matching black bra and panty set, and a pair of my high heeled black leather shoes.

When getting ready, Eric had toyed with my titties a little and had also got me wet by playing with my clitty through my thin, black-laced panties as well.

We decided to have a little drink in the bar of our guest house before heading out. We sat at the bar on high stools as we drank and chatted to Phillip. 

The chat was very general and nothing overtly sexy came up in conversation, but I could sense Phillip grabbing the odd little glimpse at me when he thought I wasn't looking. I could see he was liking the view down my dress, and to be honest a fair bit of my cleavage was on show.

I popped to the loo during our couple of drinks, and on my way back I noticed Phillip peeking at me from around a hidden corner of the bar area. I pretended to drop something from my hand bag and bent over to pick it up. 

On doing so,I made sure my arse was pointed in his direction and that my little short dress rode up a tiny bit too. 

I stuck my arse out, deliberately making sure he was getting a bird's-eye view of my legs and ass. On returning to the bar area and climbing onto the bar stool, purposefully flashing quite a bit of leg as I did so, I again noticed him viewing my titties.

When we were leaving the hotel, Eric tapped my arse on the way out the door. He confirmed this was for Phillip's benefit later on.

We had a lovely meal and a few more drinks in a couple of bars in the local town before heading back to our guest house at about half past 11.

Upon getting back, the bar area was just closing up, with Phillip tidying away some dishes and glasses. He saw us entering, and motioned for us to come in, advising us we could have one for the road, so to speak.

We duly took up his offer, this time sitting at one of the corner tables of the bar area. I was a little squiffy by this point, having had several glasses of wine and a couple of G&Ts as well.

Phillip joined us for our nightcap, and again it was obvious to me he was eyeing me up. 

I did my best to make sure he got some good glimpses of my titties and also made sure my mini dress was exactly that. I showed off my legs as best I could by crossing, uncrossing and parting them as much as I dared whilst in his company. 

I remember sitting opposite him and having my legs splayed fairly wide, so he must have seen up my dress to my thigh tops at least.

We retired to bed, and Eric and I had a wonderful, noisy fuck later. 

As Eric spunked up me, he asked me if I thought Phillip would have enjoyed that. He had noticed him eyeing me up, and had also noticed me giving him the come-on by showing my legs and tits as much as I could. We chatted naughtily about it and ended up having another sex session after getting me worked up at the thought.

The next day was another beautiful, sunny day, and we had decided to hire a rowing boat to go out on one of the lakes. I dressed for the weather, in a pair of denim shorts, a white crop top and a pair of wedge shoes.

On leaving, Phillip was eager to make himself friendly again, asking us what our plans were, etc. 

We asked if there was anywhere to sunbathe later on, and he informed us of a little secluded area not too far away. We thanked him and said once we had finished rowing and enjoying the lake, we would probably head there for a little picnic and a spot of sunbathing.

Phillip's eyes lit up, and I was cheekily asked if I had my bikini with me.

I rather naughtily replied that I hadn't, but if it was secluded enough that I wouldn't need one.

We said our thanks and then left. Again, I could sense Phillip watching me as we walked away. Eric also sensed this and cheekily felt up my arse as we walked down and out of the car park area. 

I blatantly wiggled away, hoping it was having the desired effect on my new admirer.

After buying some food and wine for our picnic, we had a great time on the lake and had a lovely romantic row around. We then rowed to the area Phillip had instructed us to find, and it was indeed nicely secluded. We had a spot of lunch and enjoyed our little picnic, and we also had begun drinking a couple of glasses of wine as well.

At this point, I decided to get a little spot of topless sunbathing in and took off my cropped top. This left me just in my denim shorts and my wedge style shoes.

Eric was feeling fruity and so, after a little while, he began teasing my tits and nibbling my ear. One thing led to another, and I ended up sucking him off. We were situated on a bank of the lake, surrounded by trees and pretty well secluded.

I was getting very turned on from sucking him off out in the fresh air, and his cock was growing harder and stiffer with each suck. After a few minutes, his hand was in my shorts, playing with my by now very wet cunt hole.

A few minutes later and my shorts were off, my wedge shoes being left on as I was slowly being licked and nibbled by a now naked from the waist down Eric.

After some good tongue licking for my pussy, I was impaled on his cock end. Eric lying on the ground and me on top, first of all facing him, and then squatting on top of him and riding up and down on his thick, hard cock's length.

It was at this point that I first heard a little rustle in the branches of a bush not far from us ... I continued to fuck up and down on Eric's cock, trying to see if I could spot anyone in the bushes.

After a couple of minutes, Eric began to fuck me missionary style and, during this, I whispered to him that I thought we were being watched.

He continued fucking me and told me softly that we should put on a show for them.

I was feeling so naughty by this point that I was in total agreement. The next 45 minutes or so found us fucking in a variety of positions, me on all fours being fucked hard from behind, me on top of Eric, and me sucking him off really loudly. All the while, we gave each other encouragement as we tried to put on a good show for our voyeur.

Eric finished off by fucking me furiously on all fours. I screamed at him to, "Fuck me harder,"as he pummeled away at my sopping wet cunt.

Eric announced he was going to spunk up and withdrew from pussy. I quickly spun around, and Eric managed to direct spurt after spurt of his spunk straight into my mouth and face as I got in front of his red, swollen cock.

He was calling me all sorts of dirty names as he came off into my face, and I eagerly lapped at his cum juice, again hoping our watcher would be getting a good view.

We tidied ourselves up, me washing the residue of spunk off my face with some tissues. Once dressed, we left to return the row boat and headed back to the guest house.

On arriving, we immediately went to the bar area, but we found Phillip's son serving and not him. On making inquiries, it seemed Phillip had gone into town about an hour or so before and hadn't returned.

We finished our drinks and went to our room. Once in, Eric and I chatted and wondered if it was Phillip who may have been our voyeur. 

The thought turned me on something rotten and Eric was aware of this. We talked and Eric was asking if I would be game for some fun, and wondered if I fancied Phillip at all. I said yes to both and Eric informed me he found the idea a real turn-on too.

After about half an hour or so, we heard a van pull up and, sure enough, it was Phillip returning. Eric decided to seize the moment, as he put it. He went downstairs again after a few minutes, leaving me in the room to rest as he set off on his mission. I waited and lay on top of my bed, resting and relaxing for about an hour or so. I had dropped off into a nice mild sleep.

Eric returned and gently awoke me with a tender kiss and, once fully roused, he told me of his chat with Phillip.

It transpired that Eric felt it probably was him who had spied on us as on talking to him. Phillip had been making some rather knowing glances and asking some more intimate questions.

I asked Eric what sort of questions, and he told me Phillip was intrigued to know the state of mine and Eric's relationship, our age difference popping up as a question. He also said Phillip had told him he was a "lucky guy to have such an attractive and sexy young girlfriend."

This made me blush somewhat, but also got me thinking deliciously naughty thoughts.

Eric then amazingly informed me he was leaving for the rest of the day and night.

I was a bit stunned, asking what he meant. 

He then told me he had informed Philip that he had been called away on business at short notice, and did he mind if I stayed alone overnight. He told me his eyes nearly lit up and popped out of their sockets at the mentioning of this.

Eric informed me that Phillip had the night off, and that he and two of his friends had plans for a few drinks and that they intended to go to one of his friend's houses afterwards for a few more drinks and a night in.

This was to be Eric's plan: To get me somehow invited to Phillip's friend's house for some fun and frolics.

He told me he had already laid the groundwork for me by telling Philip he would be away, saying Phillip had said he would look after me.

We then went downstairs for another couple of drinks and Phillip's son had left by this time, leaving Phillip alone in the bar. I was still dressed in my shorts and crop top. Once in the bar, Eric drinking only soft drinks now, we all got chatting again.

I could again sense Phillip eyeing me up, and in my shorts and crop top, plenty of flesh was on show for him to ogle.

After a little while, Eric said he was going to get his bag for leaving for the night, leaving me alone in the bar with Phillip. Whilst alone, we chatted some more, and the topic got onto his plans for the evening. 

I said I would probably curl up with a book and get an early night, waiting for Eric to return in the morning.

Phillip then simply said I was welcome to join him and his two friends for a drink and a spot of supper if I wanted. He didn't want me being all alone and so far from home, and if I didn't mind the company of some old guys, then I was welcome to join them.

I, of course, jumped at the chance, saying how kind it was of them, and upon Eric coming downstairs to say cheerio, he was informed of the same. 

He smiled at me, telling me to have fun and that he would be back in the morning, thanking Phillip for being so kind as to offer to keep me company.

The plan was afoot.

At this point, I made my excuse and went upstairs to rest a little and also to get ready for the evening of hopefully fun and frolics. 

Phillip informed me his friends would arrive about 8 o'clock, and I could just join them whenever I wanted to.

After a little rest and a shower, I started to get myself ready. At 8:30 I was ready to join the small group downstairs. I had heard a few of them arriving, and had heard Phillip welcoming his friends in.

I had decided on the black mini dress again, this time with a pair of my black suspender style tights underneath. The dress was long enough to cover the gusset of my crotchless pantyhose, but short enough to show off plenty of leg.

I wore a matching black bra and panties set and a pair of my highest heeled shoes. I entered the bar to find Phillip holding court with another four of his friends around him. His son was serving the drinks behind the bar area, with his daughter.

I was quickly introduced to all four of the men (Malcolm, Brian, Alf and Stan) and, after saying hello and receiving a charming kiss on the cheek from each of them, I was soon in their company and enjoying a wee drink or two.

They were all charming, Malcolm in particular being very friendly, him being an exiled fellow Scot living south of the border.

I would have put all their ages at the early 60 mark, me being 19 and just about to turn 20 at the time.

I received some lovely general compliments and the chat was very amiable and light. Two of the guys were married, the other two being both divorced like Phillip.

I was trying to make sure they all got a glimpse of what was on offer, whilst being mindful that Phillip's daughter and son remained in earshot and eyesight.

After an hour or so, I was informed we were moving on to another bar. Obviously, I agreed to join them and we set off. During the short walk to the bar, I chatted to all of the guys in turn, and was enjoying being the center of attention of these five charming older men.

We had a couple of drink in the next bar and all chatted amiably. The chat was a little more frank than back at the hotel, I guess Phillip being away from his family's ears was loosening him up a bit, along with us all being a bit more relaxed from some of the drinks.

I began to sense being flirted with, and played along with the guys in turn. Again, I showed as much legs as I could, making sure that I was giving them the come-on without being too obvious whilst in public. 

We had a little bite to eat in this pub and, after our meal, Stan said he had some cans and drinks in his house if I wanted to join the guys for a few more hours at his house.

I readily agreed and thought this was the plan of not only mine but also theirs too, to get me back to one of their houses.

The walk to Stan's was a shortish one, and during this I was aware of the guys eyeing me up much more blatantly. Some comments were being made to me on the length of my dress and compliments on my legs. I thanked them and did little to discourage their chat-up lines.

Once inside Stan's house, we all settled into the living room for a few drinks. The chat very quickly became more sexual, and the tension in the air was a bit more obvious. I was by now leaking some cunt juice as I was getting increasingly turned on.

Some music was popped on, and I said I liked the song that was playing. Quick as a flash, Stan asked me if I wanted to dance. I seized the chance and said I would love to. 

Within seconds we were dancing together, me gyrating my hips as we danced together. I moved ever closer to him and could feel all the guys' eyes on me by this point.

My dress had ridden up slightly, showing more leg, this being accentuated by my high heeled shoes. The music changed to a slower tune, and Alf replaced Stan in dancing with me as the other guys stood and watched. I put my arms around his neck and we slow danced for a few minutes. The mood was changing slowly, and the air was getting hotter with sexual tension.

After a couple of minutes, Al made the first move, shifting his hands form my hips to my arse.

I did nothing to dissuade him. Instead, I let out a little encouraging sigh as he began to gently squeeze my arse. 

A couple more minutes passed, and his hands began really feeling me up as we danced. He then moved his face forward and planted a kiss on my lips. At first, it was a gentle kiss, but then became a more passionate open-mouthed snog. I responded and eased my tongue into his mouth at the same time.

The music stopped, but we continued to stand in the middle of the living room, snogging quite heavily. His hands were all over my arse, and I could feel him slowly lifting my dress up at the back. I did nothing to stop him. I stood firm and kept on French kissing him heavily.

I slowly parted my legs a little so that I was standing bolt upright, with my dress now fully up over my ass. My suspender style tights were now fully displayed, and my knickers on show for all the guys to view.

At this point, whilst still kissing Alf, I felt a pair of hands on my knicker-encased ass. 

I again didn't move, just slightly parting my legs a little to let the hands get a good grip of my arse, and if they wanted to a bit easier access to my cunt area.

The hands duly obliged, and they gently moved up and around to my front, stopping and playing gently with my pussy through my wet panties.

I could hear the guys moving closer as I was surrounded by the five of them. Alf stopped snogging me, and the next few minutes were a blur and a whir of me being passed around to the other guys. 

I snogged each one in turn, whilst one or two of them felt me up at the same time. After French kissing them all and having been well and truly rubbed and felt up, my dress was whipped off over my head.

The next thing to go was my bra, and then I was relieved of my knickers as they were eased down my legs and off completely.

I now stood amidst these five older men, exposed and dressed only in my tights and my high heels.

"Fucking hell," Alf said.

"Fuck me," was Malcolm's response.

I smiled and simply asked if they wanted me, telling them how horny I was feeling and that if they wanted, they could all fuck me.

They all responded with a resounding yes.

I was now standing in the middle of a circle. A circle of dirty, horny, lusting older men.

After my sordid question things moved at a rapid pace. I was very wet already from the snogging and the horny feeling up that I had enjoyed from my five aged admirers.

This wetness was from the anticipation of the hard, dirty fucking I was about to receive, and I wasn't to be disappointed.

Alf made the first move, beckoning me to kneel down before him as he unzipped his trousers. As he did so I smiled at the others in the room. It was obvious now that I was gagging for some stiff cock and was acting like a bitch on heat.

"Go on Anna get your lips around Alf's cock," Phillip was urging me on.

I eagerly did as requested and sank to my knees. I positioned myself in front of Alf as his trousers dropped to the floor, quickly joined by his underpants. 

I was then surrounded by all of the older men. Me, less than half the age of some of them, dressed just in my black suspender style tights and high "come fuck me," heels.

At this point Malcolm moved behind me and knelt on the floor beside me. I half expected to feel his hard, throbbing cock nudging against my pussy, but instead he gently and slowly played with my clitty from behind, easing a finger up my young sopping wet cunt as he did so.

I let out an audible moan as I continued being slowly finger fucked, and as I played with Alf's hard cock it was now standing swollen and red in front of me.

Red, shiny and swollen.

Just the way I like a hard prick! I began to lick all around the swollen tip of this old mans cock. All the time I was being gently multi fingered from behind at the same time.

I began to dip my tongue over the length of Alf's shaft, licking and kissing the entire length and then fully taking him into my mouth. At this point he was joined by Stan who also offered me his cock to play with.

I didnt refuse, simply wrapping my hand around his swollen memeber and beginning to gently wank him.

Within seconds I had Phillip beside me and as I bobbed my head up and down, sucking for all I was worth on Alf's engorged cock, I also had a cock in each of my hands. Brian was now standing at the side of us slowly pulling on his stiffening prick.




Eric and I on Holiday in the Lakes



I wanked on Phillip and Stan as Malcolm continued fingering me as I sluttily sucked on Alf. I was being urged on by the guys. Each of them spitting filthy comments at me:

"Fucking slut."

"Tart."

"Go on chew on his cock you slut."

I was in heaven and my first climax was nearing as I eagerly responded to these five dirty old men's comments and sexual prompts.

As my orgasm neared I stuffed as much of Alf's hard, old cock into my mouth as I could and moaned as loud as I could with such a mouthful. His bulbous knob filling my mouth and making my cheeks pouch like a chipmunk with a mouthful of nuts!

I came off heavily, squirting my sticky cunt juice onto Malcolm's fingers and all over his hand as he fucked me ferociously with his four fingers. They slapped in and out of my ever increasingly squirting young cunthole.

"Go on you young slut, fucking cum off on my hand you dirty little cunt," Malcolm swore at me as he brought me off. 

I moaned in ecstasy, my climax crashing through me like a tidal wave.

At this point Alf shouted out he was going to spunk up.

"Fuck, I can't hold on any longer, sorry," he blurted out as his cock began to twitch.

His flood of white cum began leaking into my mouth. His prick was so deep in my mouth and throat that I began to gag slightly, making his cock jolt out of my mouth, sending his last few spurts of hot, sticky spunk flying into my face and coating my hair and ear with his hot load.

"Fuck me," he cried as his last creamy splashes washed over me.

I was still kneeling, spunk dripping from my hair and covering my face and left ear. 

Surrounded by old men, men who had one thing on their minds: lust. 

Lust and fucking me, the young slut who had so wantonly offered myself to them as their fuck toy.

The other guys were staring intently at me and I knew my evening of fun had just begun.

Alf moved away, his limp cock dripping in his cum juice, and his place was taken in front of me by Phillip. His cock was already hard and stiff from the wanking I had given him.

Stan replaced Malcolm behind me and I was now quickly positioned into the doggy-style position. My arse felt a nudge against it as Stan toyed with my ass-hole, his cock teasing it.

"I'm going straight up your arse you fucking young cow," he said to me. "I'm going to fucking shag the shit out of you."

"Go on Stan," Alf encouraged from the sidelines. "Fuck the little sluts arsehole."

Phillip was now offering me his cock, smiling at me as he did so.

"I told you guys," he then said. 

"Her fella said she was a dirty fucking scrubber. She's the town bike back home and is always gagging for more cock."

I looked at him. Spunk still leaking from my face and lips as I took his throbbing hard cock into my willing mouth.

"Go on Anna. suck it you tart," he urged me on.

Behind me I felt Stan's cock plunge up my arsehole. I spat out instructions at him, in between greedily sucking on Phillips old, hard cock.

"Fuck my arse. Go on fuck it, I want you all. I want you all in my arse, up my cunt and in my mouth." I was now in full slut mode. My own sexual desires, cravings and depravity having fully taken over any reaon I had.

"Don't worry pet," Stan said from behind me. "You will fucking get it all from us you little slag."

He then began fucking me steadily and slowly at first, his old cock easily sliding up my arse. 

Then he began to build up his speed, really pounding my ass-hole hard and fast. I screamed with both pleasure and pain as this old guys cock pumped in and out of my arse.

"Fucking hell. Fucking hell, screw me," I pleaded as I begged for Stan to continue drilling me.

Phillip was now wanking his cock directly in front of me. The other guys circling me as I was pounded doggy-style. 

Circling me like a pride of lions engulfing their prey. I was now taking a hard and fast anal pounding from old Stan.

"Fucking holy shit," he shouted. "I'm going to spunk."

As he said so he withdrew his hard cock from my gaping arsehole and I swung around, taking his cock straight into my mouth to give him a final one or two sucks as he began to spunk up heavily.

He pulled it out of my eager mouth and spunked heavily straight onto my face. Coating me in his old man fat. I was dripping again, dripping in old mans spunk. My young, heavily made up face plastered from Stan's several heavy spurts.

My arse hole was gaping and my cunt felt like if it was on fire.

Quickly, and as soon as Stan's cock had twitched its lasts outpourings, I was again on all fours. This time Phillip behind me and Malcolm, Brian and a stiff again Alf in front of me.

I was fucked hard and fast up my wet cunny as spunk slowly trickled down my face, dripping off my chin and coating my suspender style tights as it did so. The tights I had bought exactly for this kind of fun.

For the next few hours I was passed around like a fuck toy.

Phillip fucking me doggy-style, hard and fast up my wet, sloppy cunt. The others having turns in being sucked off by me. They then all switched places. Each of them ploughing my wet aching cunt hole as my tongue lashed against their hard cunt juice soaked pricks.

They also each had a fuck up my arse, again my cunt being finger fucked and my hard clitty played with as my bum hole took a pounding. 

Five different old men up my cunt and arse in the same night. I was in slag ecstasy.

My climaxes washed over me. My young pussy was red, swollen and creamy by the end of our fuck session. My arse gaped and sore from the attention of my old predators.

On one occasion I had Brian up my cunt, Alf up my arse and Malcolm in my mouth. Stan and Phillip wanking beside us.

On another both Alf and Stan rammed their cocks into my wet, sloppy pussy. a double helping of cock up my obliging pussy.

They used me for over two hours. Fucking me standing up, on all fours, against the wall, over a chair and me straddling them.

As I was fucked, licked, finger fucked and toyed with I was insulted, called all the derogatory names that Eric had informed Phillip got me hot and wet.

I had one spunk load shot up my arse, one sprayed up my quim and two lots directed at my face simultaneously. Both men spunking at the same time, simply painting me in their cum.

I was awash in geriatric spunk!

By the end of the evening my face was simply a gooey mess. Each spunk layer being left and added to.

My cunt stank and dripped cum, both mine and the guys. My arse was flooding out white, frothy spunk. My tights had been totally ripped, torn and were hanging off me.

My shoes however had miraculously stayed on! 



Eric And I Put On A Show



This relates to another fun time that I enjoyed with my elder lover Eric, and some random builders watching us.

Before we moved in together, Eric had been living in his own flat for a little while and we had continued having our regular fun sessions whenever we could get time together.

On this occasion there were a group of workmen doing some building repairs on the block of flats opposite.

I had been popping in to see him after college for some fun and frolics and also to have my tea with him. 

During the time I was going to see him, I had received quite a few wolf whistles from the builders opposite, and had been quite flattered, and aroused by them.

I always made sure my skirt was hoisted up as high as I could get away with on passing by, and tried to make sure I gave my best sexy wiggle as well.

I had mentioned this to Eric and he had laughed saying that he bet the guys would like to see more. During our sucking and fucking sessions the idea blossomed and Eric decided to hatch a plan.

I had already made sure my mum and dad knew I was going straight to Eric's flat for tea on the day in question.

My cunt had been wet and hot for a large part of the day anticipating the good fucking I was certain to be getting from my lover later, and also at the thought of his little plan coming to fruition.

College seemed to drag on forever and the anticipation was almost making it unbearable.

Eric later confessed to having the same feelings, and that he had found it difficult to concentrate at work as he kept getting a stiffy!

Once college was over and the day was mine I eagerly made my way to the bus stop. 

Once on the bus I made my way to the top deck and was luckily the only one on-board at this time.

I started to make my slutty adjustments. Rolling up the hem of my skirt to shorten it, tidying my hair into the pigtails, Eric liked me to have my hair in pigtails, and also applying some extra make up. To complete the look I swapped my plain knickers for a sexier pair I had concealed in my bag.

It felt deliciously wicked to be taking my panties off on the bus and I have to admit at getting a little wet from doing so. 

I deliberately kept them off longer than I probably needed too, enjoying the free feeling of being knicker-less on a public bus.

The final part of my transformation was a change of shoes. Off came my sensible flat shoes and on went a slightly higher pair of black stilettos.

I slowly made my way to Eric's flat, my pussy getting the familiar tingle and ache of anticipation as I did so.

Once at the corner of his road, I could see the builders in action. I wiggled my way down the street, and as soon as I was in view I got the usual wolf whistles and calls from them.

"Hey gorgeous!You're looking sexy today," one of the guys shouted from the scaffolding at me.

I turned around, smiled and blew him a kiss. I then thought I could make the teasing a bit fruitier.

So I pretended to drop something out of my pocket, and I bent over to pick it up. As I did so my little skirt was raised a fair bit and the guys must have had a good view up my skirt of my arse and of my legs.

I received another wolf whistle chorus and again turned to face them all smiling.

"Loving the show!" one of the guys shouted down to me.

"Well keep watching then!" I cheekily said.

Eric had now answered the door bell and I made my way into his flat. 

A final chorus of wolf whistles and shouts of "You lucky old bugger. Give her one for us," being directed at us both.

Once inside Eric had obviously been really turned on by my sexy antics in the street. He pushed me against the wall and we had a terrific, long snog. Our tongues probing deep into each others mouths as we kissed passionately. I could feel his cock bulging in his trousers as he pressed against me.

"Mmmmmm, that feels nice and stiff," I said to him as I lustily rubbed myself against his aching hard on.

"Too fucking right!" he exclaimed back to me. "Your cock teasing ways have got me rock hard here."

I then placed my right hand down and began to feel his hard girth, my hand kneading his stiff prick as we continued our snog.

"Fuck its like truncheon!" I exclaimed.

"Its all yours too," Eric told me, laughing as he did so.

"Well what we waiting for then?" I asked him. "You like my get up?"

With this I paraded up the hall and into his living room. Trying my best to act like a cat walk model as I walked.

"Love it!" was his simple reply.

"I don't think you're the only one either," I said to him. "Did you hear the whistles I got from those randy buggers outside!"

Eric responded by telling me had heard everything and how much it excited him, knowing his little girlfriend was such a cock tease.

"I bet they'd like to see more," I said in reply.

"Oh I know so you randy little fucker," was his response. He then proceeded to tell me about the chats he had been having with a couple of the men from the builders firm.

"They all fancy you like mad," he told me.

"They think I'm so lucky to have you as my girlfriend. I've told them that you have just turned 18 and that your a right randy little fucker."

"Oh have you now!" I teasingly said to him. As I did so I could tell he had some kind of wicked plan in his mind.

My cunt was beginning to get really hot and wet from the anticipated fuck we would be having. I also had begun to have some very naughty thoughts of my own too.

"So what do you want to do about it then?" I asked him. Knowing full well he had some deliciously dirty plan in mind.

"I thought we could start by letting them see a bit more of you in action, so to speak," Eric told me.

I looked at him quizzically, "What do you have in mind then?"

With this he beckoned me to him and led me upstairs to his bedroom. His front bedroom looked straight onto the main road, and directly onto where the builders were currently working opposite.

As I entered the room I noticed the curtains were open. The blinds that normally covered the widow had also been fully opened.

"You dirty fucker!" I said loudly to my old lover. "You're gonna let them watch us aren't you?"

"Well if you're game for it?" he said to me.

"I asked a couple of the guys if they can see in and they told me yes from a certain angle, up on the scaffolding they can see into the room. I've checked it out from the street and you cant see anything from down there if we are far enough back in the room".

"Fucking hell Eric you are a dirty cunt," I said back to him.

"What and you're not!" he laughed at me. "I bet your pussy is fucking soaking from the thought of having an audience aren't you!"

"Yes I am," was my instant reply. 

I wasn't lying. I was fucking dripping from the thought of being watched fucking and sucking with him.

I'm not sure if it was just the idea of being watched, or the great fuck we would be having that turned me on most. Either way I was simply gagging for hard cock, and gagging to let these dirty fuckers watch us at it as well.

"OK," I said to him. "Lets give them a show to remember then," and with this I made my way to the window.

As I approached it I could see fully across the street onto the scaffolding and was aware of the fact that one of the guys had obviously spotted me. I noticed him pointing to me and then another two of the men turning their heads to look as well.

I brazenly gave him a wave, blew him a kiss and then began to pose in the window for them.

I poked my tongue out, twirled my pigtails and began to loosen my blouse buttons slowly as I could see them now watching me.

Within a couple of minutes the three of them had taken themselves to the very top of the scaffolding, which was partially on the roof of the flats opposite.

Once they were in position, I began to slowly do a little striptease for them. Eric had pushed the bed back as far as it could go in the room, and I had gotten on top of it, wobbling slightly in my high heels as I did so.

As my audience watched and waved at me, I slowly began to undo the buttons of my blouse further. At the same time I kept turning around and bending over to expose my knickered arse to them.

I was cursing the bed being so wobbly, so Eric quickly gave me a chair to stand on. This way my balance was not so badly affected and I could keep my sexy high heels on.

Eric was now avidly watching as well, his cock now out of his trousers. Every now and again he would give my bum a squeeze or run his hands up my legs. I could sense he was incredibly turned on by seeing me acting so slutty.

After a few minutes my blouse was off, my bra unloosened and my tits were out. At this point Eric joined me and began sucking on my titties. He lovingly teased my stiff nipples and lapped around my tits. I moaned as he did so. Whilst he was busy working on my titties, standing to my side, I began to play with my pantie encased pussy.

I slowly began to rub my damp crotch and then put my hand inside my sexy laced knickers.

I could see the three workmen staring intently at us as we explored each other. My cunt was steaming hot from the wanton experience.

I dipped a finger up my sopping, tight pussy and wiggled it around. "Fuck, I'm soaking," I told my lover.

"I know I can hear you," he told me. He was right, the audible slurp and plop of my finger plunging up my young wet cunt was filling the room. I was dripping wet.

After a few short minutes I slipped my panties off. As I did so I looked straight ahead of me to see the guys opposite waving and applauding. I hoisted my knickers off and after twirling them above my head a couple of times I threw them at the window.

They hit the window, and slid down onto the window ledge. I was now stood on the chair, bra-less, knicker-less, Eric tonguing my left tit, as I was finger fucking myself. 

I then undid the ties on my skirt and let it slide down my legs. It landed on the the chair and I eagerly kicked it away with my stiletto foot.

I was now naked except for my white ankle socks and my high black stiletto style heels.

Eric rapidly replaced my fingers with this own as he slid first one, then two fingers up my cunt. My clit was throbbing and hard. It ached for my senior partners touch, it ached for his tongue.

After a few seconds I asked him to lick me out.

He eagerly obliged. Placing himself in front of me a dropping to his knees. I was then able to stand above him, letting him get full access to my young moist quim. He lapped at me like a dog.

His tongue intermittently probing my lips and hot hole. He continued to move between licking my clit, probing my cunt and lapping all around my labia.

Opposite the guys were obviously enjoying the show so far. One of them stood up and pointed to his groin. I could see from his side profile he had a massive hard on. I only wished I could have heard what they were saying about us. I hoped they were using foul and dirty language to describe the scene, that they were commenting on my performance and that they wished they were in the room with us.

Eric then said he needed his cock sucked. I smiled. I knew my audience would love this. 

Eric replaced me on the chair, his bottoms sliding down to uncover his throbbing hard cock. I eagerly went at him like a sex starved whore.

Moving to his side allowed me to lick his shaft up and down, using my tongue to explore the full length of his engorged member. In-between licks I kept an eye on our watchers. They mimicked back at me to suck harder. I could see them fake wanking a cock in their hands and obviously asking me to suck it.

"Oh fuck Eric this is so horny," I said to him in-between gobbles as I began to deep throat him.

His rock solid prick filled my mouth. I bobbed my head back and forth in an exaggerated fashion, hoping this would be seen by the guys opposite as a sign of my true slut credentials.

After spending a few minutes worshipping at my lovers cock I wanted fucking.

We decided the best way was me standing up. I positioned the chair to the side and placed my hands on the back of it. 

Parting my legs allowed Eric to slip up me easily from behind. He began to fuck me. His cock nudging up my aching slot with ease. Within seconds his full erection was being pounded deep into my fuck tube.

"Fuck me!" I urged him. "Fuck me hard you bastard, oh fuck yes."

He responded by pulling at my hips and slapping my arse playfully. he rode me fast, hard and furiously.

"Take it you slut", he kept saying to me. "Oh fuck Anna I love you so much, you're such dirty little cunt."

"I love you too Eric," I said to him. I did. I loved his cock so much. I loved him in so many ways, in so many wrong ways!

We fucked like this for a while. Eric keeping up his pace.

"I'm gonna cum", I told him. "Keep fucking me please, I want to cum off so fucking bad."

He did as asked. He continued to pound me, pound me hard. My first wave of orgasm began to hit me.

I flooded my already wet cunt hole with another leakage of my cum. Eric's cock slurping and crashing up me as my juice flowed from me in my intense climax.

Opposite I could see the guys beginning to move. Perhaps they had been called away, I don't know. They waved at us they slowly made their way down from the top of the scaffolding.

I was a little disappointed. I had wanted them to see our full session. Next time I thought to myself, next time these dirty fuckers will see more!

We continued to have our glorious fuck for quite some time. We fucked and sucked in a variety of positions. Eric eventually pumping his hot cum right up my aching cunt. He loved to fuck me and spunk up me. I was on the pill, there was no risk of pregnancy, just the added thrill of this defiant act.

After our session we lay and cuddled, as we always did. The session had gotten us both so turned on and excited we agreed it wouldn't be the last in front of our audience and it wasn't! 



Eric and Jessica



Hi, my name is Eric, I'm 18 years old. I live in the country with my mom, my step dad Jeff and my 19 year old stepsister, Jessica. We moved here 12 years ago, when mom and Jeff got married. Our house is very isolated from the neighbours and from the road, and as far as I can remember; the whole family has been hanging around the house and swimming nude in our pool. It is more practical to be nude all the time anyways, since we spend so much time in the pool (being nude allows you to dry in seconds).

I guess nobody cared when Jessica and I were toddlers. But when Jessica turned 10 or 11 and her first pubic hair appeared, our parents decided to make us wear swimsuits when we are both at home. If one of us is not there, it's ok for the other to swim naked and to be nude around the house. Mom and Jeff are naked most of the time, this is somewhat frustrating. Approximately one year ago, on a hot day after school, I was alone at home and was swimming when Jessica showed up, naked, on the deck. She didn't know I was there. When my stepsister saw that I was in the pool, she clumsily tried to cover herself. It had been maybe 4 or 5 years since we had seen each other nude (our parents prevented that from happening).

I told her she should not worry about being nude since I already had seen her and that I was naked too. I was by the edge of the pool so she couldn't see all of me and she insisted that I proved to her that I was nude. I turned my back to her and moved away from the edge. After seeing that I was telling the truth about being nude, she said ''OK'' and jumped in the pool. The first few minutes were awkward but soon we started wrestling together and dunking one another like we always do, except this time we were both naked. With our naked bodies rubbing up against the other, my penis got harder than it had ever been. Through the wrestling I unavoidably touched my stepsister with my penis a few times and she noticed right away that I had an erection. She laughed at first and asked me if she was the cause of such an erection, she was intrigued by the swelling of my dick. She lightly squeezed my penis with her hand and said she was surprised that it could get so hard; then, she asked me how it felt when it got to that size. I told her that it felt great. I touched and grabbed her breasts. They were also much firmer than I had expected, her nipples were especially hard. We stopped wrestling after that.

We swam for a little while but my dick stayed hard the entire time I was in the pool. I got out of the water with my hard penis sticking out in front of me and sat there to dry, Jessica couldn't help but stare. I went to my room to dress, closed the door and started jacking off. Since we had been nude together most of the afternoon, Jessica didn't bother knocking and walked into my room and caught me in the act. I was very embarrassed she had seen that. Jessica apologized for barging in and asked me a few questions about what she'd just seen. It was very embarrassing but I gave her honest answers. She said she would like to watch me masturbate. I was a little bit shy about letting her watch but the thought turned me on too much for me to say no, so I resumed stroking my penis.

She opened her robe and started playing with her breasts and soon she lay on my bed next to me and was playing with her pussy. Jessica turned on her side and we started making out. I reached down between her legs and started fingering her. She was breathing fast and started caressing my balls. I came much faster than I usually do. Jessica said that she liked doing this and said we should do it again. I told her I had fun too then I told her we should get dressed before one of our parents got home and found us like this. We have masturbated each other and made out many times after this and we also give each other oral pleasure but we have never fucked. 

A few weeks later, mom was in the kitchen and I was heading for the pool, naked. I did not know (didn't care) if my stepsister was home. When mom saw me, she told me to get dressed since Jessica was in the pool. Mom and I were starting to discuss the reasons for this rule when Jessica came inside the house with a towel wrapped around her. I was still standing there naked, talking with mom, when she insisted that I get dressed right away. Mom couldn't believe her eyes when Jessica said that she didn't mind me being nude with her and "accidentally" dropped her towel and then she said nothing would happen if we swam nude together, like we used to. Naked in front of me and Mom she told Mom that it was unfair that Jeff and Mom could be nude all the time and that Jessica and I had to wear swimsuits, that we didn't like to wear them and that it was stressful to always worry about whether the other one was home or not. Mom shook her head and declared that if we both agreed to only be nude together when there was either one of the parents at home she thought it would be alright, but would have to talk it over with Jeff.

After mom talked to him, Jeff called a meeting with Jessica and me. He wanted to know when we started swimming nude together again. I told him we hadn't been doing it since they forbid it, and I added that Jessica and I were bound to run into each other naked sooner or later and that I would like not to have to worry about it, just like we used to. He argued that he had instructed us to stop doing this when our bodies began to change and hair started growing in new places. Jessica complained that after getting used to swimming nude for several years, swimming with bathing suits was very uncomfortable and as a joke she added that her "hair" isn't a problem since she shaves it all off( Jeff didn't laugh ). She then told her dad, that she couldn't understand why it was ok to for her to be nude when he was around but not when I was in the house, and the same rule applied to me with mom.

I was always naked at home if Jessica wasn't around. Mom and I saw each other nude and swam together nude very often and the same with Jessica and her dad. Pretty much the same speech Jessica gave to Mom. It seemed to hit Jeff in the face like a brick. He thought about it for a minute or so and told us we were right and he didn't think it could cause any harm if Jessica and I were nude together but he insisted that we couldn't be naked when other people are at home. So from then on, we were naked all the time except if there were other people.

We played water polo or wrestled in the pool or did our regular things around the house, naked. We got caught by Cynthia, one of Jessica's friends. Cynthia had showed up unannounced and saw me nude in the pool talking with my stepsister also nude lying in the sun on the deck. At the time, she was shocked and asked us what was going on. We told her we are nudists, and that we enjoy being nude. She finally sat on a lounge chair and stayed with us. After some time she realized that other than us being naked everything was normal.

So she jumped in the pool with her bikini on but she soon remarked on how much at ease Jessica and me are about being nude together and added that just thinking about getting naked herself was an incredible rush. Jessica told her to find out for herself what its like. Cynthia hesitated for a few seconds and then stripped off her bikini. She swims nude with Jessica and me all the time now. We're careful Jeff and Mom don't find out. We also don't talk about it at school.

I still get erections from time to time but not as often as I use to. Mom even saw me mowing the backyard with an erection. She asked if Jessica had seen me aroused, I said no. She then said I should avoid walking around when I am aroused and that I should make sure Jessica never sees me with an erection. Jeff doesn't know about this. Overall, he was right; the thrill of being naked together went away and Jessica and I have stopped masturbating each other after some time (thank God Jeff and Mom don't know about this!).

Nothing ever happened between Cynthia and me even though she has a great body. We're just good friends who enjoy swimming nude together She has seen me aroused many times now but I explained to her that erections are natural, uncontrollable and that they're not some kind of perversion and they happen at any time. She is no longer shocked when I get aroused. Cynthia admitted that she also gets aroused once in a while; it's just not as obvious.



Eric and Me



----Both Cindy and Me were over 18 when our adventures began. These are true stories.----

My mouth hung open as Cindy continued to explain how she and Jeff -- her step Dad- had become lovers.

Cindy has been my absolute best friend for what seems like forever. We became friends in JR. High and the friendship deepened to sister like by the time we started High School. 

We were and are inseparable. We had helped each other through boyfriends and breakups We were lovers too. That was our 18th birthday present to each other, born on the same day made that a great experience. 

Our first time having sex and our first time together. We turned 18 the January of our senior year. No one could turn me on like Cindy, sometimes all it took was the right look and I'd "cream my jeans."

We had made a pact that we would remain virgins until we were out of school so we could focus on getting ready for college, granted that isn't the norm but

One of our "kinks" was that we always ate each other clean after we had sex with our boyfriends. We always got together within an hour of sex with our men being sure to stop their cum from flowing out of us until we could get together and suck our pussy's clean. We loved the taste of each other and cum so it was perfect. We always slept together after being with our boys. 

Tonight Cindy was loaded. As I filled my mouth with the cum and went up to kiss her letting our tongues dance in the man fluid we were in heaven- or as close as it gets here on earth anyway. "So who's the lucky guy?" I asked... she didn't respond just kissed me again and made me promise that I wouldn't judge her, which I did. 

"Oh come on babe, who got the hootie cat tonight?" She hesitated, "Come on Sweetie, no secrets remember? Hey it's not like your doing Jeff." I chuckled but you could have cut the silence with a chain saw.

She looked at me, kissed me more deeply that we had ever kissed, as if she thought I would never touch her again, bit her lip and just blurted it out. "Jeff and I have been lovers since... well for a long time."

My head was spinning. She had been with her Step Dad not once but "for a long time." She hugged me then started to explain that she had read about a girl that wasn't getting along with her step dad, they fought all the time. A friend of her's had the same problem and told her she should fuck her Step Dad because the problem was sexual tension between them. She had and they were getting along great. 

Sneaking an occasional quickie when her mom went shopping or was out with her lady friends. Her mom never found out because they never let on that anything was going on. 

So Cindy decided to try it. At first she was scared that Jeff would blow up and tell her mom. The hardest part she told me was trying to figure out if he would be cool or blow it. 

"I started seducing him by walking around in my thong and my almost sheer tee shirt, the one you love me to wear so you can suck my nipples through it." She said her heart was racing so much she could hear her heartbeat in her ears. 

"It was surreal." She said, "Mom was working so I didn't have to worry about her catching me and Jeff was off. He was at the table eating I went in and got a piece of pie and milk making sure that He got an eye full. I had seen him looking at me in my bikini before so I knew he'd watch me." 

She went on to explain that he complimented her on how good she was looking she bit her lip and then decided to go for broke, "I feel nice and soft too." She told him as she looked him in the eyes, then took his hand and kissed his fingers. 

"I was shaking at this point because he just sat there for what seemed like forever." "I then moved his hand to the side of my face and let it trace down my neck and held it to my boob." She continued "Squeeze me Jeff, and see for yourself."

With that she told me he got up, came behind her chair and massaged her breasts from behind while he bend down and she turned her head and they started to make out. She went on to tell me he was the best lover she had ever had. "It was like I was giving him a gift." She said, "I came 5 times and we made love for about six hours." 

She told me that they had made promises to each other that day. They promised to never tell anyone that they were lovers because it would hurt her mom and the family. She also told me that she didn't feel guilty because her mom would never know. They also promised that if one of them wanted to stop they would tell the other, make love one last time and then never again. And she told me that they also promised to take the secret to the grave.

From that day on she said they were with each other whenever they could, usually two or three times a week. Part of the promises they made was that whenever they were together alone in the house and one of them wanted to have sex they would. She told me that even at night when her mom was home but busy or went to the bathroom, Jeff would come in and make out a little to keep things always "charged" They would even get a quickie when her mom was in the bath tub. "It was great." 

I felt a little betrayed that she hadn't told me about this before but I understood she felt that I would judge her. Which I didn't, by the way. 

The rest of our lovemaking was hotter than hot, and we each had multiple orgasms more than we usually did.

As we laid in bed, before we went to sleep she surprised me," You should do Eric." She said. "I bet he's a great fuck." She chuckled. "No seriously Ellen, I know you guys get along about as good as Jeff and I did before we became lovers. I've seen him look at you all through High School. 

I think if you made the offer he'd go for it." I told her I doubted it because he loves my mom too much. She explained that Jeff still loves her mom and did then, now he just loves her in all ways too and it didn't take away from the love he had for her mom.

"Look, I'm away a school now and you're here. You got no boy friend and you party too much." She said. "Eric has an office here, your mom works all day, you're here when your not taking classes over at the College. 

So think about it he's a built in lover, you don't have to worry about the distraction of keeping a boy friend happy or jealousy or taking time away from your studies." She said," it's more perfect that Jeff and me. 

"Hell you could be with Eric pretty much non stop all week, cuddle to watch movies, make love for hours, shower together, play together, sleep together while mom's working." she said.

Eric would be like a full time live in, except your mom would have him at night and if it works like me and Jeff, Mom got more sex once Jeff and I got together than she did before. So she was thrilled too."

"Think about it!" what she didn't know is that I was and the thought was making me ill at the moment and we dozed off.

I woke up being licked by Cindy. She knew how sensitive my boobs were and she loved making me squirm under her. She then moved down my body to my cucci slowing licking every inch of my slit before that worm of a tongue made it's way inside of me. In and out getting me hotter and hotter while her hands massaged my boobs and her fingers would squeeze my nipples on occasion. 

God she was one hell of a lover. I came with a loud moan -- usually I cover my face with a pillow when we are at my house- as I heard Eric walk down the hall right past my door. Cindy just looked up at me and giggled. I know I was red faced.

We then hugged and kissed and decided to get up and pee. Once back in my room I got my clothes together threw on one of my bathrobes and got ready to shower. Cindy had put on my other robe and said she was going to get coffee in the kitchen. As I crossed the hall to the bathroom I noticed that she had just wrapped the robe around herself but hadn't tied it.

After finishing my shower and drying off I couldn't find Cindy. She wasn't in the Kitchen or my bedroom. So I wandered down the hall as I passed Eric's partially closed office door I froze.

"Just close your eyes and imagine I'm Ellen." Cindy was saying as she lay on top of him deeply kissing. He was laid back in his executive office chair, she was nude, the bathrobe on the floor. "I love you Eric." She said as she began kissing him again," 

"God, I love you too Ellen." Eric whispered. 

Slowly Cindy slid down, undid Eric's pants and pulled them off. She then started to lick him, up and down his cock getting to the top and swirling her tongue around the head before sucking it into her mouth. Eric was moaning "God Cindy that is..." 

She cut him off "Its Ellen remember, imagine that I'm Ellen and I'm sucking your cock, Eric. It's me Ellen your stepdaughter, Daddy. I love your cock, it taste so good Daddy." 

I realized I had put my hand between my legs and was masturbating as the scene unfolded before my eyes. This was so HOT!

"I'm going to cum soon... Ellen, Honey 'm ready." He said.

"No daddy, not yet." She replied, "I want you to cum inside me and fill me up." With that Cindy got up and mounted him. 

I could see her making out with him, his hands all over her tits, he was sucking one nipple, and pinching the other and she was riding him hard. "God daddy you fill me so full." she said as she stuck her tongue in his mouth. "I love you" came out between kisses.

I was so wet my finger was slipping off my clit so I stuck three fingers in my dripping hole, I was hammering myself as I watched my best friend doing my step dad. It was all just too much, I was so horny and wanted a cock so bad I hadn't been with a guy in three months since I broke it off with Tony. 

"Cum with me Daddy." Cindy said "I'm cumming.. fill me Eric... fuck me hard and fill me with your cum...." 

"Ellen you are so hot.. I love you..I'm cumming sweetie.. OH God." He said as he grabbed Cindy's buns and forced her down harder on him as he rammed in as deep as he could. "I love you" she told him in between gasping kisses as they came together.

I came too with a moan but I didn't care. They wouldn't have heard me.

I ran back to my room still hotter than hell. Cindy was there about a two minutes later, closing the door behind her and locking it. "Lick me quick Ellen." She said. "Eat my cum filled pussy." I was on her like a bee on honey... I was beyond horney and this was perfect. As I was sucking her pussy she asked me how she tasted with Eric's cum in her. "Best Ever" I told her. She told me she had heard me moan as they came.

Holding each other after we were through she said that he was even better than Jeff as a lover and that I would have no problem getting him to be my lover. I just had to getup the courage to make a move.

She also promised that she would never screw him again as long as I made him my lover.

And after watching them in action and his positive response to using my name and imagining that he was making love to me.. that may be exactly what I do. 

But we'll see.



Eric and Me in Utah



I woke up and undressed down to my small pink boxers and mid-drift shirt. Eric was already awake, looking at his computer intently. I went to him, kissed his neck. I whispered in his ear, "Come with me". He turned his head to get a look at me. It was cold, and my nipples protruded through my shirt. Apparently this and the soft light did me justice, by the way he jumped up. He had a big smile, and scooped me up. I kissed him and he walked to my bed. He put me on my bed and took off his shirt. He bent down to my face and kissed me hard. His fingers felt down my neck, chest, and waist and stopped at the rim of my boxers. He slipped them off of me and climbed on top of my body. He kissed my neck repeatedly, playfully. I giggled because of his silliness. He felt under my shirt, reached my breasts and squeezed them. He lifted my shirt over my head and looked at my nearly naked body. I rolled us over so I was on top of him. I sat up and grabbed his belt. He put his hands behind his head while I unzipped his jeans and pulled down what I could. He closed his eyes mostly, playfully pretending to peek at my body. His grin was a dead giveaway. He moved his arms down to help with his pants. I got off of him and let him get up off the bed to finish what I had started. When I was sure he was up and looking at me, I crawled over to the middle of the bed and lifted the covers. I slid under and covered myself up to my eyes. Eric crawled under, in only his underwear. He scooted over to me and put his hand on my stomach. He held himself up with his right elbow. He moved his hand down toward my teal panties and I grabbed his neck and pulled him down to kiss me. 

He placed his hand under my panties and massaged me. I pulled the covers over our heads and reached down to his unders. I pushed them down so I could feel his penis. I stroked and caressed it, moved my fingers on his scrotum. He kissed me hard and moved his hand lower. I laid down, barely reaching his penis. He scrolled my panties down over my feet and slipped them off. He ran his finger up my leg up to my vagina. He fingered around and teased me. I massaged the head of his dick and felt the juice slowly roll down my fingers. He inserted his fingers inside me, and used his thumb to stimulate my clitoris. I moved my hand up and down his shaft, a bit faster and squeezed harder. He started to come on my hand and moved his hand faster in me. I moved to my knees and he leaned back. I put my mouth on his penis and sucked hard. He placed his hand on the back of my head and held me closer as he ejaculated into my mouth. I kept sucking and he moved my head slowly to be sure I sucked all of it up. 

I sat up and he spread his legs. I straddled him and he licked his fingers and touched me again. I moved to his pelvis and he pulled me closer to him by my lower back. He slid into me and I moved back and forth. He held me close and closed his eyes. I kept moving, started to breathe harder. I came and my body trembled slightly. The blanket lifted up, ushering in the cold air. Our nipples hardened, and we stopped to find the weak spot in the blanket. I got off of Eric and grabbed the lifted piece. I crawled to it on my knees and Eric moved out of the way. Taking the opportunity, Eric grabbed my hips and pulled himself to me. I moved my legs farther apart and looked behind me. He plunged in again, pushed down my upper back, and moved his hand to my breast. I gripped the end of the blanket, held it down to the sheet and tilted my head back. He moved his dick inside of me and thrust harder and harder. I rotated my hips to match his movements. He slid out and placed his penis onto my clit and moved faster. I held him there, and came again. 

I moved forward to part us and turned around to kiss him. We were both standing on our knees, we wrapped our arms around eachother and held on tightly. Eric bent me toward the pillows and we bounced onto the bed. He kept kissing me and held me tightly. Eric moved on top, had his arms around my waist, holding my back with his forearms and hands. He occasionally twitched his fingers to make me move violently up. He laughed when he could manipulate my body in such a way. My knees were up at his sides, my hands holding his arms. The blanket stuck to our shapes, making our silhouette a strange shape of circles and lines. He looked at me often, holding his face very close to mine, our eyes locked. He held himself up slightly on his knees, he moved slowly. He had heavy breathing but didn't stop. The light was low, casting our shadows onto the Northern wall with the small window. The sweat beaded on his forehead, trickled slightly, and collected again. He slid his knees down to have his entire torso fitting onto mine like a puzzle piece. He moved his penis inside me, watching my eyes and face for the key reactions. I moved my pelvis in rhythm with his movements. He bent his head down and placed his mouth over my breast. He flicked his tongue on my right nipple then sucked hard. My nails dug into his upper back, then I retracted my claws and pressed firmly with my fingertips. He bit, softly at first and then much harder. I exhaled quickly, then let out a small sound. Not a cry, but not celebration either. Eric moved onto his knees again and thrust faster than before. Not much faster, but faster nonetheless. He stopped moving, his neck collapsed and dropped his head onto my chest. He breathed hard, his lungs filling so much as to move his shadow up and down noticeably. I held his head, felt his hair, and listened to his breathing calm. I thought he had fallen asleep, so I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. 



Eric and Mike teach Tracy.



Mike, Tracie, and Eric had been friends for awhile. They were always flirting, joking and caressing each other. Nothing had ever happened between them, just a harmless flirtation that made them all horny and aroused. This had taken place for a couple of years and it never passed a certain point. Until this one day... 

Tracie had just sent all the kids off to school and jumped into the shower. She spent sometime shaving her legs and pussy, knowing that Mike would be home soon. As she finished she quickly dried her hair and put just a little make up on. She stretched and went to the dresser to find something to wear. She pulled out a pair of string bikini underwear, they were deep red and just the day before she had purchased a red front clasp bra. She slipped into them and walked back to the mirror. She looked and decided the underwear were perfect. She had slimmed just a little bit in certain places and the red underwear against her light skin made her look flushed in the face. She liked what she saw, and she seen herself through new eyes. She hadn't really looked at herself like this in a long time, and she suddenly realized that she could be sexy still. 

About that time she heard the front door open and she new Mike had come home. Looking into the mirror one last time, she left the bedroom and went down the hall. She stopped short as she realized that Mike wasn't alone. Eric was with him. At first Tracie was embarrassed, and after noting the appreciative look of both of the men she relaxed, Eric let out a high shrill whistle. Tracie, smiled and said "I am dressed no different then the ladies at the beach." Mike had made a comment that maybe I needed to play like I was going to the beach more often... 

I said excuse me, and turned around to go get a shirt when I stopped and turned around. I asked why wasn't Eric at work. He said that "mike said he needed some help today and asked if I would skip work and come over. " Well, I was a little put off, because I had been planning this morning for several days so that I could attack my husband in broad daylight and screw him anywhere in the house I chose. But now we had company.! I was returning to the living room after I slipped on an oversized t-shirt, that was all. I did not put on any shorts or anything, I was wanting to tease Mike a little bit, hoping that he would get the hint and send Eric packing soon. 

When I reached the living room, the guys had opened up a wine cooler for me. I know, a little early in the day, but I felt like I could use a drink, so I picked it up and started to drink it. The guys started to work on the computer a little while, totally forgetting that I was in the room. Boy, was I getting angry! I started to search for something a bit stronger to drink. I looked and found some vodka and poured myself one on the rocks. I drank that and started on the next... Here I was at 9:30 in the morning, horny, angry and getting a good buzz going. The whole time the guys are sitting at that damn computer! I drank two more vodka rocks and looked over to see that they had finished working and was starting to surf the porn sites. Something happened to me at that moment, whether good or bad I do not know, but one thing did lead to another... 

I climbed onto the table top, removed the shirt and called Mike's name. Both of them turned and looked at me. Their mouth kind of dropped as I sat there. Finally, I asked them if they wanted to search the porn sites all day or actually live it. Neither one responded to my question-and I waited for an answer in anticipation. Finally, I opened the front clasp of my bra and let my breasts hang free. Both guys got up and started walking over to me. Eric looked at Mike and asked if he was willing to share me. Mike reached over and caressed my breasts, which instantly puckered at his touch. I was starting to enjoy the idea of fucking my husband as Eric watched. I suddenly found myself wanting to show Eric everything my body had to offer. I started to remember bit of conversations that the three of us had and I was getting turned on in so many ways.. 

I let my legs fall apart as I sat there on top of the table, my breasts free from the bra and was waiting wondering what they would do. Mike had a strange look on his face, I could not tell what he was thinking. I suddenly began to get a little scared for there was no forthcoming action from either one of them. And I was feeling humiliated as well. I reached to grab my shirt when Mike stopped me. Eric then began to look at me with lust in his eyes. He asked me if I really knew what I was about. I looked at him and then my husband and I replied.. "Teach me!" Eric slowly lowered his hand to my breast and let his mouth follow. the whole time I kept my eyes on my husband. He looked at me again and said simply " "yes." Eric 's hand had reached my panties and he was rubbing me through the satin cloth of the bikini's. I was getting really wet and was feeling a bit more secure in myself. I laid down on top of the table and brought mike around to my face. The guys removed their clothing and it was so different, their bodies. 

Mike, will you let Eric fuck me?" Mike groaned and I knew he was turned on. Mike said, "Eric we will fuck Tracie until she begs for us to stop!" Mike lowered his lips to mine and he kissed me with more passion than he had showed me in a very long time! Eric slid my panties down my thighs and off my foot. As Mike started kissing and suckling my breasts, Eric started a slow rhythmic licking of my slit. Oh, These guys were turning me on! After several minutes of this slow torture, I begged to suck someone's dick, I didn't care which one, I needed to feel one in my mouth! 

Mike looked at Eric and said "{Let her sweet lips surround your cock.. you will never forget it." Somehow we fell to the carpeted floor of the living room where I grabbed Eric huge cock in my hands. It was so big and fully erect. I was suddenly worried that I wouldn't be able to go through with it. But I started to lick the tip of his cock and then he grabbed my head and said, "suck it baby." My mouth took in as much as I could, but I could not take it in all the way. Mike watched and stroked his dick as I administered to our best friends needs. they both came quickly. 

Then Mike brought his dick to my lips and I refrained from taking him at first, because I wanted to suck his balls. I love sucking on his balls, it is so empowering having them in my mouth. As I started blowing him Eric started to eat me out.

Oh how delicious it felt having these two guys... Suddenly Mike said, "Eric, I want to see your huge cock banging my wife!" At first Eric seemed uncertain until Mike spread my pussy for him. Eric's erect cock started to jump it was so neat watching the jerking movements, knowing that his cock was urgently waiting to be buried into my cunt. I was wet and horny. I wanted to have his big dick in me. Eric grabbed my hips and slowly entered my pussy. Taking care not to hurt me. He eased into me, and slowly started to stroke me, my breasts feeling lonely because they were being ignored.. I started to stroke my own breasts as I asked for my husbands cock to fill my other lips. As my Eric slammed into my pussy, my mouth sucked off my husband until amazingly enough we all came at the same time... 

And then I found out it wasn't over! Mike rolled me onto my stomach and started to lick and kiss my back until I was totally turned on again, he spread the back of my thighs and his hand started to stroke my cunt. Eric lowered himself to the floor so that I could suck his balls and then Mike slammed into my waiting gapping pussy. I could feel the stickiness of Eric's cum join mine and Mikes. Mike was totally turned on and he fucked me harder than he had ever fucked me before. It was exotic and passionate and so fulfilling. Then Eric began to eat me out at the same time. Oh the orgasm I had was totally enthralling! The juices ran from my cunt as Mike and Eric's oozed out as well. The feeling was electric! Mike still had not cum and he continued to pound against my ass filling my pussy. Then Eric started to lick my slit and Mike's balls. That was what put Mike over the edge. He slammed into me hard with one last thrust of his hips as the stroking tongue of Eric glided over the two of us. Mike came so hard that I could feel his balls twitching and his cock thudding in my pussy, and I came again!

We fell to the floor and Eric said, I have waited for so long... this is just the beginning!



Eric and My Wife



I peered out of my window into the bright autumn afternoon. As usual on Wednesday, Lisa, Eric's secretary entered my office with an arm full of folders. "Here is your work for the afternoon," said Lisa in a condescending tone.

"This is normal for on his afternoon off," I said. "Some of these folders are Harrington's. Do I have to do his work too, or is it that I am cough up? Guess what? I am going to take the afternoon off too. It is such a nice afternoon, and it will be a good chance to surprise my wife."

"Oh, please, don't do that," implored Lisa. "This work has got to be done today."

"Then let Harrington do it. I need an afternoon off. If Eric can do it I can too," I replied angrily. " I don't care if he is the boss, he doesn't own me."

"You will regret this," Lisa said in a muffled tone.

"What did you say Lisa?" I asked. Lisa turned and walked away without an answer. "Well maybe I will get fired tomorrow, but today Melanie and I will enjoy the afternoon."

I was looking forward to surprising Melanie. We had been married for eleven years and had two children. We were both in out mid thirties, and we were both in very good condition. Melanie did not show the effects of the two kids. She was still a petite 5'2" and 34-22-34. Her shiny brunette hair cascaded over her slight shoulders and down to the middle of her back. She was beautiful and the pride of my life. Our love life was very good and I knew that this afternoon interlude was just thing to keep the spark alive.

The drive home took about thirty minutes, but it was a quiet time as I dreamed of the time with my wife and this day. But the spell was broken as I rounded the corner of the street to my house. There in the driveway sat Eric's maroon Buick. I was shocked but curious too, so I parked a few doors down the street, and sneaked into my house by the back door.

The house is on one floor so I had to be careful. This could still just be a legitimate meeting rather than an affair, and I didn't want to be caught. These though were dashed completely when I heard giggling and coming form the bedroom. The door was open slightly so I moved past their door and into my daughter's bedroom where I could get a good view of the activity.

I felt my face drain and my fingers go numb when I saw Eric sitting of the bed with his cock buried in my beautiful wife's mouth. She was sucking hard and pumping the base of his cock with her hand. She was looking up adoringly at Eric as if spellbound by his presents. She was moaning quietly as she worked toward his explosion while he groaned with excitement and anticipation.

I turned away feeling more anger than I had ever had to deal with in my life, but my situation was compromised. I wanted to charge in and confront them but I loved Melanie. I didn't want to lose her, and the violent scene that I wished for would certainly make the repair of our marriage difficult. Then too, Eric would probably fire me for interfering. He was constantly chasing the women in the office and even threatened their jobs if they did not give in to his lust. He was really a first class bastard.

I heard him growl, and I had to look again. He was pumping her mouth full of his cum and she was swallowing as fast as she could. The load must have been immense because I could see some dribbling out of her mouth and down her chin, and his cock. Depression overwhelmed me again as she smiled. She wouldn't let me cum in her mouth. She said that it tasted too bad. Now she looked delighted swallowing his cum. His cock slipped from her mouth. It was surprisingly short; why did she want one that was so much smaller than my own.

Melanie moved to the bed and splayed her cunt wide like a whore. "Eat my God damned cunt!" shouted Melanie. "Make me cum, I want it so bad. Make me come"

Eric slid between her legs and started to slurp. "Is this what you want?" he said sarcastically.

"No you bastard, she screamed. "The clit, suck my clit."

"You mean here," he said, sucking on her pussy lips.

"My clit asshole," she screamed again.

"Here," he said.

"God, that's it," she said. "Oh it feels so good. Make me cum, make me cum."

I turned and slid down against the wall. Tears were streaming down my face as I tried to stifle the sobs. I had never heard Melanie talk like that. She sounded like a real slut. I must admit that I was jealous, not only of the act, but her obvious enjoyment of the conduct that I had never seen before now.

I heard Lisa moan the scream again. I had to look, I just couldn't stand it. She was wreathing on the bed, grinding her cunt into his mouth as hard as she could. Then with a mammoth explosion she came, shooting her cum over his face and onto the bed. Sadly I thought out loud, "I didn't even know that she could squirt."

Now I stood riveted to the action. Eric moved beside my beautiful wife and stared sucking on her tit. They weren't big, B cups I think, but they were perfectly shaped and firm. He sucked for a few minutes as she moaned and fondled his balls.

Suddenly she grabbed his cock and wrapped her arms around his head. "Fuck me, fuck me now," she cried. " I need that cock all the way in my cunt, all of the way, you hear. Stick it in now."

Eric said nothing. He moved on top of her and sank his cock in to the hilt in one shove. She groaned, threw her legs around his waist and dug the nails into his back. He was pounding her pussy unmercifully and she loved it.

"Yes, yes it's good. Fuck me harder, harder. Make me cum Ahhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh," she gasped and she exploded in another orgasm. "You're not done yet. Don't cum. I want more."

He turned her over and entered her doggy style. Now I could see his cock sliding in and out of my wife's beautiful pussy. As he picked up speed he was pounding her. I could hear his pelvis slapping against her ass. I could see his fingers mauling her clit

Despite the revolting emotions I felt, nature began to take over. I suddenly became aware of my hardened cock straining against my pants. I refused to take enjoyment from this by jerking off but my body had other plans. Melanies hips began to buck hard almost pulling Eric out of her cunt. He grabbed her shoulders to gain leverage while she sent her fingers to molest her clit. With a giant roar Melanie came, more violently than I had ever seen before. I saw Eric's ass contract as he shot stream after stream of his seed into her waiting tunnel. They collapsed on the bed in complete satisfaction. At the same time I started it spurt involuntarily into my pants. God it was a great orgasm. I was ashamed.

I turned back into the room just in time as I heard them start to get up. "You had better go," she said. "I don't want to get caught."

"That wimp won't say anything," Eric replied. "He knows that I would fire him if he caused any trouble."

"I don't want to hurt him," Melanie said. "I do love him you know."

They moved to the entrance foyer and she gave Eric a passionate kiss good bye. She watched as he went to his car.

She turned and saw me standing there. The look of shock on her face was disarming. She started to cry and so did I. I was humiliated and hurt, but I still loved her. She looked me in the eye and said, "Will you listen to me for a while. If you want a divorce after you hear me out I will not resist, and will give you everything you want. God knows you deserve it."

- Part II -

"It began two years ago at the company Christmas party," she began. "Eric trapped me by the conference room door and ushered me inside. I had been warned by the other women about his advances, but I thought that I could keep him under control. He pressed against me rubbing his chest against my tits. I tried to move back but he pushed me against the table. He started to run his hand up my skirt. I told him to stop, but he said that he was going to fuck me and I might as well enjoy it. I told him no that I was true to you. He then advised me that if I was interested in your career and continued employment I had better cooperate. He said he liked to do cooperative wives."

"I said that we would get caught here," she continued, "but he would hear non of that. He said that he didn't care, that he was the boss and if anyone didn't like it that they would be unemployed. I convinced him that a blowjob would be better and that we would not be gone as long. He agreed but warned me not to spit it out. I tried to give the best suck that I could. I wanted to please him so that he would not take it out on you. His cock was kind of short so I could take the whole thing in my mouth and suck like crazy. He must have liked it because he shot off in no time. I was amazed at how much cum the produced. I couldn't swallow it all and it dribbled down my chin and on to my dress. I put his cock in his pants and allowed him to kiss me. I really hoped that that would be the end."

"That son of a bitch," I screamed. "That was rape. Why didn't you... I guess I understand."

"I wish that was all," she said," but there is more. "The following Wednesday he came to our house and demanded another fuck. I knew that there was no sense to refuse so I just let him. When he left he said that he would be back every Wednesday and advised me to be there. This has continued ever since but there has been one change. I got to like it. He began to realize how much of a nympho I was and he even fixed me up with some of your visiting salesman. I guess that there have been a lot since then."

Now I was sobbing uncontrollably, unsure of what to say or even what I thought. I guess that I was just numb. "I guess you couldn't tell me," I said. "I guess the whole office knows that you are the company whore. How can I ever go back there again."

"I have a lot more to tell you so please hear me out," she asked. "I am not the company whore. He fucks a lot of girls in the office, sometimes two or three a day. I don't know how he keeps it up. The only women that he doesn't fuck is his wife, and she fucks many of the salesman on the side. But there is more about me that you should know."

"We went to different colleges so you didn't know my reputation then, but I did my best to fuck every guy on campus," she confided. "I have a stronger sex drive than any women that I know. When we got married I thought that I could control it; and I did for eight years. I had to masturbate two or three times a day but I did it. Sometimes I would rub my pussy raw after we fucked, unable to obtain satisfaction after more orgasms than I could count. There is nothing that I like better than a good stiff dick in my cunt or my mouth and I can't seem to get enough. I never swallowed your cum, cursed while we were making love, or screamed with my orgasms because you always treated me with respect. You treated me like a lady, and I didn't want to ruin that image."

"There is one more thing," she said. "There is a part of me that no one other than you can have. The love and emotion that goes with our sex is good and genuine. I feel things with you that no one else can give me. I really do love you. Judging from the spot on your pants it couldn't have been totally bad. I want you to fuck me now and tell me it is ok. There is not competition for my love. You have it all. If you want me to stop I will try, but I would rather be me. I wish that we could alter our lifestyle but the choice is yours."

I grabbed her and kissed her as hard as I could. She dropped to her knees and pulled out my hardened cock and started slurping. She ran her tongue around the tip and the up and down the length. God, I was hot and I was going to cum soon. My balls started twitching, my cock jerked, and I felt the hot load of juice explode into her waiting mouth. She swallowed as hard as she could trying to save every precious drop, but some dribbled on her chest. She took the finger, wiped it off and lifted it to her tongue.

I removed her clothes and started to push my face into her pussy. The smell of his cum and the juice mixed was overpowering and her thighs were sticky from the amount that dribbled down the legs. I thought about what I was doing but realized that this was not the first time that I had tasted his cum second hand. The aroma was drove me into ecstasy, and I drove my tongue into the crack savoring the taste and smell. I ran my tongue up and down her cunt finally stopping at her clit. A couple of licks sent her to heaven. She came over and over again. I lost count of her orgasms, but I kept licking until my tongue was worn out. I was determined to satisfy her.

My cock was hard as steel again so she rolled me onto my back and slid her pussy over my cock in one push. This fuck was as exciting as anything that I had ever felt. She was slick and smooth from all of that cum in her cunt. She fucked hard and fast until both of us exploded and collapsed on the floor. I was exhausted, but she raised herself on one elbow and asked me to rub her cunt some more. Then I realized what she meant when she said that she couldn't get enough. 

- Part III -

In the morning we fucked again. I didn't care about being late. I don't think that I cared whether or not I kept the job even though I had been there a long time and had a lot of intangibles. "Don't say anything about yesterday darling," she said. "Let me talk to Eric and see where we stand. I promise that whatever is done you and I will fuck each other more than we ever have, and our sex life will be great. OK?"

"Whatever comes up at work I will do nothing until I talk to you," I replied. "I love you Mel, and I will go along with anything that will make you happy."

When I got to work Lisa snickered but nothing was said about my tardiness or the preceding afternoon. About noon Lisa came into my office and told me that Eric wanted to see me immediately. Her superior tone unnerved me, but I said nothing. Eric was smiling when I entered his office. It was a friendly smile so I wondered what was up.

"Tom," he began, " You have been with this company for over ten years now and you have done an outstanding job. As a result I am promoting you to senior analyst immediately." I knew that this would get me out of town more that ever and I was unhappy about that, but I remembered Melanie's last words. " I want you to move to the office down on the corner, the one with all of the windows, today. Tthen you can take tomorrow off too. On Monday you will have to go to York to straighten out John Avery's network mess. Sorry, but I guess you will be there all week. By the way, a twenty percent raise and a company car go along with this position."

I guess that I should have thanked him but I didn't. I told him that I would get right on it and started out to claim my new office. "Send Lisa in on your way out, Tom," he said. I passed the word along but waited outside the door after it was closed and locked. As expected, I heard Eric groan and say, " Lisa you are the best cocksucker in the world." I guess that she was a company whore too.

When I got home Mel greeted me at the door in a sleek black mini dress black hose and no bra, probably no panties either. The kids will be at Laura's for the weekend and we are going to have the time of out lives. We went to dinner at a small quiet café, and I grew bolder than ever. I masturbated her under the table, something I had always wanted to do. She smiled and said, "This is going to be great," as the juice ran down her legs.

We fucked and sucked all weekend through Sunday morning. I have never cum that many times or that often, but I was able to hang in with her. It was evident though that I could never really fulfil her by myself. Finally I asked," Do you know about the new job."

"Yes," she said.

"You know that this will keep me out of town a lot more," I said. "All of next week," I added.

"I know," she said with a sly look on her face. "I have a full week planned for my cunt, but it will take you a while to recover from this weekend, and it isn't even over with. You can fuck other girls when you are out of town you know."

She handed me a wrapped package and told me to open it. Inside were four surveillance cameras with microphones. She then produced a larger box that contained a recorder and monitor. " Now Mister electronics expert, install these and you can watch anytime that you wish," she said. The installation took about two hours and then we started making love again and kept at it until morning.

I had to start to York ten AM. Melanie walked with me to the car carrying another present. This is a speaker phone," she said. Hook it up in your hotel room and I will call you about nine thirty after the kids are asleep."

"Who are you going to fuck tonight?" I asked.

"Eric," she replied. "I want you to hear the whole thing and jerk off while we are doing it. OK"

That night she called as planned. She told me that Eric wasn't in on the plan, so I should not make any noise if possible. That call was the most erotic thing that I have ever heard. "God I love to suck your cock," she said. "You cum so much it runs out of my mouth every time. Do it doggy style. That's right, pump my pussy until I can't stand it anymore. Yes, yes, that is so good. Fuck me more, more god it's so gooooood." Her pleas for more and his groans and praise of her charms made me so hot that I could hardly stand it. I could picture him shooting cum into her mouth, and doggy fucking her love tunnel. I could visualize the cum running down her thighs and the scratches on his back. She intentionally but discreetly detailed everything that was happening, and I had to join in. I jerked my dick until I came three times all over the bed. I was exhausted.

"He is gone now," she advised. " Did you like that."

"It was great," I said. "When I can't watch or hear will you tell me about your exploits?"

"Sure I will," she replied.

"I will be home on Saturday," I told her. "Send the kids to your Mother's for Saturday night and make dinner for three. Some wine would be nice too."

"Are you planning a surprise for me?" she asked.

"You will see," I said. "I really love you, and I will do anything for you. I think this new life style might be great."