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It all started when I met my friend Brian in the eighth grade. We bacme friends and then we decided to do something on the weekend. We went out to see a movie and I decided to spend the night at his house. His mom came to get us and when isaw her i realized that she was the biggest milf that i had ever laid eyes upon. She was gourgeouse. Her tits were plump and round I would say a 36-38 C. They were so perky and perfect that I was not sure that they were real. Her ass was the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen. It was small and plump and her jeans hug around it perfectly.

She gave us a ride home and we decided to smoke and then go swimming. She came out a little later to tell us that she was going to bed. I looked up and realized that she was wearing a bath robe. She was standing above me abd I could see right up her robe. I could see that se was wearing a skimpy black thong. I had an instant hard on like never before in my life. My cock ached to get in those beautiful panties.

A few days later I was at my house which is acrfoss the street and I saw her go out to the pooll to get a sun tan. I krept over to the fence and could see her rubbing tanning oil all over her body. Her beautiful tits were glisstening in the sun and her ass was just tempting me. Noticing that nobody was around she decided to take off her top. That was all I needed and I whipped my cock out and started to stroke it. Before long I had busted a fat nut all over the fence.

The next day I spent the night at his hous again. We decide to drink and got pretty faded. We decided to go to bed pretty late and brian was out cold in about ten minutes. I decide to use this time to go snooping around the house looking for some sexy things that his mom has. I krept out of his room and into his mom's room. She was laying there sleeping in a pair of pajamas. Damn did I wish that she was wearing that thong that I had saw a week before. i decided that I should go to the laundry room and look for some bras and panties.

I got into the laundry room and found a pair of white lace panties in the dirty wash. I imediatly licked the juices from the croutch. Her juices tasted amazing. I could taste her pussy aand ached for the real thing.

Weeks later after many trips to there house while they were not home to go through her panty drawer I spent the night at his house again. They had just gone on vacation and her husband was now away on business. She had had some trouble sleeping lately and I saw her take a few sleeping pills.

I dedcide to get my friend drunk so that he would pass otu again. We took shots of vodka but little did he know that mine were only water. Soon enough he was out cold on the couch. I decided that this was my chance to go and pay a visit to his mom.

I krept into her room and saw her sleeping on the bed. I decided that I would try to wake her up to see waht would happen. I went and tried to wake her up but she was out like a light. I shook her hard by trhe shoulders but she did not move at all. I then decided to slip her pajamas off and look at her in her underwear. I carefully unbottoned her pajamas and revealed her bra underneath. She wasss wearing an dark gray lacy bra. Her beautiful tits were being barely held back by the sexy material. I reached around her back and unhooked her bra skillfully. i then slipped her bra off unleashing her geurgeus tits. Slowly I began to rub them and her nipples. i could tell that her nipples were starting to get hard from the attention. By this time my cock was so huge that it had to be unleashed. I whipped it out an dhad never seen it so big. I bagan to stroke it and then had an idea. I grabbed some lotion out of the bathroom and rubbed it on her tits. I squeezed her tits together and stuck my dick in between them. I went cxrazy titty fucking her harder and harder. I soon could feel my orgasm coming and kept going at it. I then erupted and spurted hot cum all over her tits and onto her face.

I then decided to take off her pants and reveal the sexy panties she had on. I soon saw that she was wearing a thong that was matching her bra. since I have a panty fetish a decided to roll her over to look at her ass with her panties on. I saw that she was wearing a thong that hugged her pussy and split her beautiful ass cheeks. I then moved in closer to her pussy. I was inches from the pussy that I had been thinking about and jacking off too for weeks. I movd her panties to the side and revealed the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen.I could not help myself so I started to eat her pussy out. I finally got to taste the juices that I was getting from her panties straight from the source. It tasted like heaven and i could feelmy cock starting to regain life again. I continued to slurp up her juices and licked her clit to get her juices flowing more.

I just wished that I could fuck her but knew that I could not without a condom. I decided tosearch the bathroom for one. I looked and looked and then found something unexpected. I found a little package of pills. I knew at once what they were and knew that since I had found her birth control that i could fuck her. An d best of all without a condom. I rushed back into her room and turned her back over. I grabbed her legs pulling her closer to me and pointing my throbbing cock inches from her juicy pussy. I moved on closer and could feel me cock start to part her pussy lips. I slid in nice and slow feeling the warth of her cunt around my rock hard cock. I pushed all the way in until the base of my ten inch dick could go no further. I then began to slid in and out slowly. Sonn i began to thrust with all my might my balls slapping against her ass turning me on even more. I could feel her pussy juices flowing as she was getting turned on too. She must be having an erotic dream. Soon I could feel her pussy starting to tighten around my cock. I pinched her nipples and her pussy gave a final squeeze. I could tell she was coming and I felt mine coming as well. Finally with one last powerful thrust a shot a huge load deep into her beautiful pussy. Her cunt seemed to be sucking all the cum out of me. I got off and cleaned her up abit. I put her bra and pajamas back on and decided to keep the panties for my own pleasure. I returned to the couch and found my buddy still passed out. I helped him to bed and went to sleep on the floor.

Later that night I found someone waking me up. It was my buddys mom. She told me to follow her and I though for sure that I wasbusted. She led me into the living room and at me down on the couch. HSe told me that she had woken up during my little experience and let me get on with it . She also said that she had never been satisfied that much by her husband.

She then told me that she only missed two tings from our sex. with that she came over to me and started to pull down my pants. She took out my hard cock and started lickeing the tip. She then suddenly took the whoel thing in her mouth and started going to town. She gave me the best lblow job of my life. I told her tht I was about to cum but she just kept going. As soon as i started to cum she took the whole thing into her mouth I could feel my cock slid down into her throat. She kept on sucking me off and drained my cock once again.

She then stood up and walked away. i took a moment to gather myself and followed her into the bedroom. She was laying on the bed and motion for me to come onto the bed. She then got a bottle of lube out of the canimet next to the bed and rubbed some onto her hands. She then started to rub it onto her ass cheeks and into her ass crack. After it was lubbed up she grabbed my cock and bega to stroke it with the lube. She then bent over and pulled mr closer. I couldn't believe that I was going to get to fuck the most beautiful ass that I had ever seen. I stuck my cock in slow and showed no mercy. I pounded my cock in and out of her tight virgan ass. She was overcome with pleasure and pain and soon was drippiung juices from her pussy. I shove dtwo finger in her poussy and started fingering her. She screamed wildly that she wanted me to now cum in her pussy. I pulled out and shovd it into her Pussy. I could feel my orgasm coming up. With that I felt her pussy tighten again and we came together. after draining my cock for the fourth timethat night I fell over in exaustion.

From then on I started to spend the night over at his house whenevr his dad was away on business. I had a great time hanging out with brian but a much better time fucking his beautiful mom.

Posted by Me on 25-04-2008 00:52:14 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

Back about three years ago when I was still at school our school toke its annual trip to the hot pools, this year our new teacher Miss Anderson came with us for the trip.

Everyone in our class thought she was a milf, she had long blonder hair 36C breats and a pear shape figure, no one had seen her in a swim suit so when we saw her we couldn't stop staring. Miss Anderson wore a one piece that made her look very slim and we could see her nipples start through the material.One of the deals at the hot pools was that you put your tickets in a box and they draw a winner for a free sauna and spa and the pools so I did it and half way through the day we heared a call over the speaker, "The winner of our sauna and spa prize is Henry Smith" I looked at my friends "shot man you won it" said one of my mates. I walked over to the main office and collected my ticket, I looked at it but it said for two, I thought to myself, 'i don't want to go in there by myself i'll look like a loner'

So I looked around for someone to go with but all my friends had gone off to the slides, then I spotted miss sun bathing, I thought 'what the hell worth I try' so I strolled over to her. "Hey miss" I said, she opened her eyes to me, "Miss i've just won a free sauna and spa for two and all my mates have run off so I was wonder...""I'd love to come Henry" she said, I smiled and helped her up and we walked down the path to the sauna and spa.We got there and handed the ticket over to the guy at the counter he directed us to our sauna "Spa is next door on your right when you've finished" "ok" I said, we went into the sauna changing room, I looked, there were no towels, "Shit I better go ask for some towels" I said to Miss, "Oh don't be such a chicken just go in commando, I am", my eyes widened the thought of being with naked with miss anderson in a sauna sent blood rushing to my cock and I cracked a semi. Miss Anderson began to strip down, so did I but she was naked first, man her body was great, perfect blump tits, flat stomach, a small black bush a hair over her pussy and killer thighs, my dick was fully erect when I removed my boxers, miss looked down at my cock with a horny smile, my cock was throbbing at 7 1/2 inches long and about 2 1/2 around, miss looked at me and smiled again. We made are way into the sauna, as we opened the door we felt warm air rush our faces, we sat down in the sauna, I was already sweating and so was miss, she began rubbing some oil on herself, I watched as she rubbed it on her tits and thighs, I felt my dick throb and I looked to see pre-cum dribbling out, I quickly tried to wipe it away but miss anderson had already seen. She came over and sat beside me, I felt so nervous, she got some oil and rubbed it on me, it felt pretty good, she rubbed it down my body across my stomach until she reached the base of my cock, she got some more oil and with out warning rapped her hads around my cock and began jerking me off. My whole body went wild I couldn't help myself I let out a groan, miss looked at me and smiled and with that bent over and licked the head of my penis, then deep throated me in one go, she was a pro I could feel her tongue swirling over my shaft then bob up and down on my cock, man it felt good but I knew anymore and I would blow my load so I pulled out.

Miss looked at me and with that I brang her to sit on my face, my lips connected with hers and she arched her back, my tongue makes its way through her bush to her entrance, I get my two fingers and spread her lips and begin tongue fucking her, " Suck my cllliitt" she gasps, I feel the bump with my tongue and I start flicking it, with that miss starts bucking wildly on my face, she continues to buck then suddenly she stops and lets out a soft cry, she shivers and my mouth is filled with hot sweet lady cum, she rolles off.

Miss lay there puffing as did I but my cock was still throbbing and I was ready for more so I position myself in front of miss and grabbed her thighs she looked up with wide eyes then she nodded at me, with that I rubbed my dick at her entrance then I slowly began to thrust my cock inside her wet bush, she let out long moans as I pushed inche by inche of my love rod into her, then my nuts slapped against her ass as I fully entered her I felt my helmet pushing against the deep walls of her lubed vagina, her pussy contracted around my thick penis, then I began to ride her like a horse. In and out my cock went out of her love hole, she moaned and cryed "Fuck me harder." So I quickened my pace and with that my nuts began to get tight, my dick stiffened and began to jerk, miss looked at me, she knew what was about to happen so I pulled out and brang my penis to her mouth gripping the base holding back my explosion of cream. She grabbed my cock just in time to postion it over her mouth and with that my cock shot its load, three large spurts of cream splashed onto miss anderson face, one on her chin the other two went I her mouth and she shallowed them down and with that we collasped totally worn out. We lay there then went to the spa to wash up, me and miss anderson have been good friends ever since then and will be for a long time.

Posted by Me on 25-04-2008 00:51:43 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

My name is JB and on one hot summer day in June was when my ultimate fantasy happened. I would consider myself a good looking guy. I am 18 years old and about 6’1” with a muscular body brown hair and hazel eyes. I don’t have that much trouble getting girls but I didn’t really want a girl. I wanted a woman! For as long as I’ve known that I even had a dick I have wanted an older woman. This is the story of how it happened…

Me and my friend John were bored as hell and were thinking of something to do. It was very hot outside so we decided to take his boat out to the nearby lake. As we hooked the boat up to the truck John’s gorgeous mom walks outside. This woman is the M.I.L.F (Mother I’d Like to Fuck) that all guys talk about. We all make jokes to John about how we are gonna bang his mom. She is about 5’7”with brown hair, long tone beautiful legs, with big c-cup breast, and a tight ass. She asked us where we were going and we told her the lake. Wanting to see her in a bathing suite I asked her if she wanted to join us. John didn’t look to happy about it but surprisingly she said “yes”. “I’ll go get changed and be right out with you boys.”

Oh yes I was going to see her smoking body in a bathing suite. Finally after a few minutes she comes back out of the house wearing a tank top and short shorts. We all hop in the truck and drive to the lake. It was a single cab so we all had to cram. John drove I sat in the middle and his mom sat next to me. The road to the lake was very curvy and hilly so every time we turned my leg would hit hers. She was just staring out the window and John was concentrating on driving. I took the opportunity to stare at her body up and down a few times. From her forbidden crotch to her near perfect breast. I like any man looked to long and was caught. We looked at each other in the eyes and I started to blush furiously so I turned on the radio, and she was back to looking out the window. I was feeling bold today so I started rubbing my leg up against hers. There seemed to be no reaction. With my heart trying to thump out of my body I put my hand lightly on her thigh. Again no reaction, I didn’t know what to think she was still looking out of the window. So I lightly started to rub her thigh in slow tickling strokes. Still no reaction! Just then the truck stop and we were there. After putting the boat in the water we were cursing around the lake, and then we decided to stop and take a swim. This is what I was waiting for; I was going to see her in a bathing suite. I fumbled around the boat pretending to look for something while John jumped in. While I was pretending to look around I secretly watched her take of her tank top and shorts. It didn’t seem to me that she was undressing normally either. It was very seductive slow movements which made my cock start to stir in my shorts. We hadn’t gotten in the water when John said he was going to swim to a buoy far off in the distance. He asked me to join him but I said I was tired. Then I turn around and she is sitting right by where I was standing. I looked back at John and he was already swimming away. So I sat down next to her and tried to make small talk.

After talking about school and how her husband was out of town she got up and grabbed the sunscreen bottle. She started to lather herself up rubbing everything in so slowly while massaging her own body. Finally she looked at me and said the words that started the downfall…
“Will you help me put some on my back?”
While trying to hide my half erect penis I walked over to her slowly and grabbed the bottle out of her hand. I squirted some into my hand and rubbed them together alittle. Then another surprise, while she was turned away from me she popped her bathing suite top off and held her arm over her nipples.
“I hope your not shy JB but I hate tan Lines”
Trying to be suave I say, “ I am not shy if you’re not shy”
“Good, now do my back”
I started rubbing slowly all over trying to savor every last second of what was happening. Then the boldness kicked in again. I started rubbing her lower back and sides. Then I moved to her upper sides still rubbing slowly. With every circular motion my hand would move closer to her breast. I heard a slight moan escape her mouth. More circular motions and further exploration. My hands were rubbing the sides of her breast so gently. Then she dropped her arm that was covering her nipples while still facing away from me. Seeing her drop her arm made me just go for it and I fully grabbed her breast and started massaging them with softness and authority. Rolling her very erect nipples between my fingers made another moan escape her luscious lips. With that I started to kiss her neck while my hands explored her body freely. She then reached behind her and put her hands on my fully erect 8 inch cock massaging it through my shorts. She then turned around giving me my first look at her perfect breast. I instantly reach for them while she pulls my shorts down and grasped my cock with her hand. She looked at me with a wicked smile and started licking the tip of my dick sending me into shivers. She sucked my cock like a New York hooker, she was a pro! Massaging my balls while she deep throated me left me in a state of bliss! I felt my orgasm coming and so did she. She started sucking harder and harder and in a power surge I thrust forward and shot my load in her mouth. She sucked harder milking my cock bone dry. She looked at me and licked her lips. Then we heard a near by splash john was close. She put her top back on while I pulled up my shorts and jumped in the water to greet him. I thought my chance had pasted.
“ How was your swim man?”
“Long, I am tired dude lets go!”
“Alright sounds good.”
I thought my chance was over but it was far from that…

Posted by Me on 25-04-2008 00:51:08 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

My name is Kyle. I'm eighteen and just graduated from high school and looking forward to summer. I have brown hair and blue eyes. I work out a lot, so I'm in good shape. I have a seven inch dick that is of pretty good width. My best friend is Steve. His mom is a MILF. She is thirty-nine. She has brown hair with blond highlights in it that goes down to her shoulders. Her eyes are blue. She has a good rack, about 34DD. Her name is Sarah. Steve's dad died about ten years ago and left enough money to make the family millionaires. Sarah doesn't have to work, and so she spends her time running and tanning by their pool. She has a tight ass, nice legs, and a flat stomach. When she tans, she wears skimpy bikinis with thong bottoms. She has a pierced belly button.

One night, I slept over at Steve's. He had to get up the next morning early to attend a class. He would be gone until dinner time. Sarah woke me up around noon.
"Wake up sleepy-head. You can shower if you want to."
"Alright," I said, and walked into the bathroom.

I was really horny, so I decided to jack off. I was only in my boxers, so I sat on the toilet and began to whack it. As I was jacking off, Sarah walked in with a towel. She stared for a few seconds, and then said, "I'm sorry," and turned to leave.
"Wait," I said and stood up.

She was wearing only a pink bathrobe. Her back was turned, and I could just make out her tight ass cheeks. I pressed against her from behind, my dick poking her ass. She dropped the towel. I kissed her lightly on the side of her neck and worked my way up to her ear.

"I wanna fuck you," I whispered.

I grabbed her ass cheeks, and then moved my arms to the front and pressed against her pussy. I slid my hands up to her breasts and squeezed them. They were so soft. I untied her robe and slipped it off her shoulders. She turned to face me. She was wearing a pink lace bra and a pink g-string. We embraced and our mouths met. Our tongues intertwined and rolled around in each others' mouths. I broke the kiss and undid her bra. Her breasts sprung free. They were large and very beautiful. She had small nipples. I groped one with each hand. They were very soft, yet firm. They did not sag. I bent down to her left breast and circled the nipple with my tongue. My mouth clamped over her boob and my tongue went crazy. Sarah leaned her head back and moaned. Then I held it with my teeth and flicked my tongue back and forth. I pulled back and repeated everything to her right boob. After a few minutes, I eased her down onto the floor. She laid down on her robe. I sat down and peeled off her wet g-string and threw it aside. I spread her legs apart.

Sarah was completely shaved except for a small brown strip above her clit. Her clit was pierced, too. I gently eased two fingers in, and slowly began to pump. I gradually increased speed until I was going at a pretty good rate. I slipped a third finger in and continued to finger-fuck Sarah. By this time, she was moaning and groaning and letting out an occasional yell. I put my mouth around her hard clit and began to suck. This put her over the edge. She let out an animal yell. Her cunt muscles clenched my fingers, and her juice flowed out onto my hand. I pulled my wet hand back. Sarah was lying there gasping. I put my fingers up to her face and she licked my hand clean.

We both stood up, and she pulled my boxers off. She led me to the toilet. I sat down. She grasped my hard cock and slowly began to fist me with both hands. In seconds, she was pumping me at a steady speed. A bit of precum oozed out of my hole and she licked it up. She put the head of my dick in her mouth and began to lick and suck as she sped up with her hands. After a couple minutes, she took hold of my cock at the base and shoved almost the entire thing down her throat. She quickly worked it in and out for a minute, then held it in her throat. It felt so good in her wet, warm mouth. Then she began to groan. Her throat vibrated around my dick. It was incredible. After a few seconds, I couldn't hold it any longer. With a groan, I shot four good volleys into her mouth. She swallowed all of it, and lapped up the excess that was coming out of my dick. She smiled at me and gripped my still-hard cock. She stood up. She moved forward and straddled me. She positioned my head at her entrance, and then viciously impaled herself onto my rod with a scream. Right from the start she began to buck up and down very fast and ferociously. I just sat there and enjoyed it. She had her hands on my shoulders. She would use her arms and her legs to push up to the head of my dick, and then let herself fall back down to my hilt. I had my hands on her hips, helping to guide her up and down. She was moving very fast. She began to moan loudly.

"Ohhhh, yes! Fuck yeah! It feels so good when I ride your stiff cock so fast and hard Kyle. Fuck me, baby."
This talk was driving me nuts. I reached down up and began kneading her bouncing breasts with both hands and tweaking her nipples. She leaned her head back and moaned. I reached down and began to massage her hard clit with two fingers. This brought her over the edge. She let out a yell and dug her nails into my shoulders as her warm juice ran down my cock.

Posted by Me on 25-04-2008 00:50:36 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

Hank fucked his neighbor Sally, a freshman at the local community college, for about 3 hours, in a series of acts that his wife Penny, a hypocritical religious fanatic, would have considered "depraved" and disgusting. That was one reason he was fooling with various girls, including Sally. The other reason was the nature of his wife's hypocrisy- she was having an affair with her pastor, and Hank knew it, because a disgruntled parishioner had seen fit to film the tryst (unknown to Penny and her pastor, of course).

As for Sally, she, too, had dealt with hypocrisy and double standards, when her jealous boyfriend had called her a "slut" and "whore" for having a threesome with him and her friend Yasmin that he had himself originally suggested. He also labelled her a "dyke" and "lezzie bitch" for fucking her friend. She had dumped him for that kind of treatment after consulting, rather tearfully, Hank, who told her that no one had the right to set one rule for himself or herself, and yet another for his or her lover. Now Hank and Sally were enjoying the pleasure of sexy revenge on their selfish lovers (or ex-lover in her case).

Sally knew that Hank's wife gave it up to another man, but never to her own husband. She naturally wondered what reason would Hank even have for staying married to that bitch as long he was. Hank told that he was just consulting the laws of the state, to determine which course of action would allow him to keep more of his property- continued marriage or divorce. His latest information had been that, since he had bought most of his estate before the wedding, it was still his separate property, and it would stay his after a divorce. That encouraged her to think that he might divorce Penny, and possibly marry her, who, after all, only wanted an open marriage, with the maximum pleasure for both of them. After all, the longer he stay married to Penny, the more of his earnings would be community property.

Lately, despite the fact that Hank was also fucking other girls, Sally was starting to think that she had the edge- the emotional advantage that would get her what she truly wanted from Hank: his public declaration that he loved her! True, Sally was only 18, but she had far more experience than most of her classmates, and she was extremely horny. She was not jealous, and she tried to be submissive with Hank, even though she preferred to dominate her girlfriends like Yasmin. In short, she was, even in her own mind, the perfect woman for Hank! If only, she thought, he would just realize it! Recently, however, she had thought up a delicious scheme to get him to the justice of the peace- she would bring in her own Mom, her Aunt Connie, and, of course, her friend Yasmin (she had not done so before, because Yasmin had recently disobeyed her, and had to be punished by being denied outside cock or pussy).

So, as Hank pounded away at his beloved Sally, the sweet, young babe was adding these thoughts to her physical arousal, which meant that she was becoming quite orgasmic. Hank began to pick up on her apparent distraction, and, while still buried inside her, asked her through a winded voice (which always indicated his proximity to ejaculation), "Sally, dear, what's on your clever, young mind? You seem to thinking of something else, and that's just not like my little slave girl, is it?"

She answered him with a devious grin, and started to giggle, "Look behind you, Hanky panky (her nickname for her handsome hunk)- there's my Mom!" Sure enough, Sally's voluptuous, MILF mother was there, with an equally naughty look on her face. Sally had just spotted her while her lover was talking, and knew that her fantasy of sharing a man with her Mom would finally be fulfilled (a fantasy she had hidden from Hank until now, precisely to surprise him with it).

Hank got up from behind Sally, evacuating her cunt, which was so wet by now, it could mess up someone's hair. "Well, Mina, what do you think of your sweet, little girl, who is obviously not a prude? Are you proud of her, ma'am- 'cause ya should be!", Hank said to his girlfriend's mother. Mina just kept smiling for a few moments, and then she responded, "Why would any woman not be proud that her daughter is the apple of a chef's eye? You guys are successful, you're well off, and you know how to cook, which as you know is not just woman's work- men do it in the military all the time! She is clearly not just a fling for you, from what she's told me, although a fling would be alright too- you seem to truly enjoy her in general, am I right? There is nothing wrong with casual sex, but you appear to really care about her, which is even better. Anyway, she wanted to make sure that you know how much she cares about you, even loves you, if I understand correctly, and she also wanted me to experience your skills and cock for myself. I must say that I'm rather impressed so far! So, Hank, my friend, are you going to fuck your mistress's mother, or not?"

Hank did not bother to communicate his verbally- instead, he grabbed Mina, ripped her dress in twain, quickly removed her undies, and started to taste her body, beginning with her toes (which he had never done before, but had always wanted to try). He gently licked her legs, moving slowly up her body, until he reached her sex, and began to run his tongue along the outside of it. Finally, he used her cunt as an appetizer, nibbling her labia, and then rapidly, and repeatedly, "stabbing" her pussy with his tongue. His mouth then closed on her womanhood in a cunnilingus kiss. While he kissed her there, his teeth and tongue tickled her clit and the walls of her cunt, until she simply could not stand the oral torture anymore. She came directly into his mouth, and he swallowed the whole drink like it was Vermouth, not vaginal juice. She screamed for about 2 minutes, and then she stopped, signalling to him that it was time to enter her ready vagina.

He penetrated her with a sudden thrust, knowing that the lubricant the pussy had produced for itself would protect it from injury. She did not even cry or wail- she just took it with gratitude and delight, happy that she had finally been fucked right by a man she had always secretly desired. When she had adjusted to the sensation of his cock inside her pussy, he began to increase the pace of his penetration of it. He pushed in and out with an exhilarating crescendo of erotic heat, making her cum several times before he, at last, emptied his sperm into the womb that had carried his lover.That was far from the end, though, as Hank then began to rim her beautiful ass, running his whole mouth over it, and then kissing, licking, nibbling, and even lightly biting it. He next tickled her rectal passage with his tongue, and followed this by buggering her butt with it. His tongue was like a soft, but oddly powerful phallus, relentlessly reaming her anus. Once she was sufficiently relaxed, he easily inserted his manhood into her softening rear end. He began casually, and then he started to really go to work on her backdoor, fucking her pucker with fury. Since she had been prepared by his oral action, she felt, not pain, but absolute ecstasy. She was hoping for a second or two that this would go on without end- that he would just stay in her bottom forever- it felt that good! He could sense that about her, and it drove him to drive her even wilder. He commenced a last, ruthless reaming of her rectum, which pushed in and pulled out, without warning, mercy, or consideration of anything beyond the purpose in his head- to damn near kill her with an anal orgasm!

While Hank rode her Mom, Sally took advantage of the chance to get into a 69 with her mother. She slid in underneath her, put her mouth to the already overloaded sex of her Mommy, and spread her own legs to give her a taste of the cunt that had come from her own vagina.
Mina was now at her wit's end with pleasure, and this double pussy-eating just forced her over the precipice. She came in seconds, flooding her daughter's face with her girl-cum, and that made Sally release her own juices, giving her mother a facial shot. All of this Sapphic orgasm caused Hank to lose his load immediately, filling his newest sex partner with his milky substance. She was compelled to cum again after that, because the feeling of his cream inside her anus was so warm, so sexy, so soothing, and so exciting that she just could not resist the urge to climax.

Badly needing rest, so they could continue this threesome later, Hank, Sally, and Mina, without getting re-dressed (which made no sense, since they were only going to fuck again later), sat down on the bed and took a sweet cat-nap, with the women in particular lulled to sleep by the reassuring sweat of a hot, handsome, manly guy. They drifted to sleep with the full knowledge that they both now belonged to the greatest man on the planet.

Posted by Me on 25-04-2008 00:49:58 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

Jerome Halleck was a powerful captain of industry, with some 34 companies in his comglomerate of petroleum interests. He even owned some natural gas companies, and was looking ahead, investing in alternative fuels, so that his family would be ready for the change of fuels when oil ran out. He was 76 years old and 4 times divorced, with a track record of womanizing a mile long.

Since he had warned the women in advance that he would sleep around, he did not much like their jealous reactions to his promiscuous lifestyle. Thanks to pre-nups, the hypocrisy of at least 2 of his ex-wives (they were also sleeping around), and his excellent lawyer/paramour Jane Kiesinger, Halleck had kept most of his wealth intact. Halleck had to use a pill these days to keep up with the girls, but he considered it worth his while to maintain his libido.

He tended to marry not very young "trophy" wives, but middle-aged women, who would be more likely to find him somewhat sexy, especially due to his experience in bed. He liked the MILFs, because they were known to be fertile, and he liked to be an "alpha male", still siring children in his 70s. His latest wife was named Corinne, she was a good 40 years old, with children by an earlier marriage, and a professed willingness to share and share alike, which was one of his reasons for taking her. She was also honest enough not to feign love- she was looking for a "sugar daddy", and he fit the bill.

Halleck had concerns, however, that she would feel unsatisfied with a husband of his age and inclinations, despite the potency pills he took, so he thought that he should perhaps ensure that she was happy in his absence. This made him think of the perfect solution- a male escort, on call, to service his wife whenever she was needing more than Halleck could give her.

An escort was great for him, because: a, he would not be taking it personally- it was just a job; b, he would insist on a condom, reducing the danger of child born to his wife by another man before she gave Halleck one; c, he would be available whenever his wife needed it badly, so she could always count on sex; and d, Halleck paid for the services, so he ultimately controlled them.

Halleck sat Corinne down the same night that he decided on this, telling her, "Honey, you know that I am a swinger, and I appreciate your acceptance of that fact, as well as your overall lack of hypocrisy about this marriage. I want you to be happy, since you have done so much for me. I think that, if I get to sleep around, so should you, so I thought that the best solution would be to hire an escort to please you, whenever you need more sex than I can give you. How does that sound?"

Corinne was in virtual shock! She was prepared to accept the status quo, because she liked what Halleck did for her, both in bed, and in her checkbook, but this was wonderful! He cared about whether or not she was satisfied, and apparently because she was so reasonable and helpful a wife, especially compared to her predecessors. This was typical Halleck- fair, honest, and clever, not to mention generous.
Her septuagenerian hubby was a great lover, who always ate her pussy at night, whether the pills worked or not. In return, she had made a point of sucking him off, if even she failed (which was rare) to get him erect.

"Yes, honey, I'm very pleased and grateful- I don't know what to say! You're the sweetest sugar daddy in the world, and I will do my best to prove my gratitude, particularly tonight! I would love an escort, since we would have our professions in common- I know that I'm a whore, and I don't mind it. Very well, I take it that you will continue to try for another child? I want to give you one, you know. I understand that gigolo use condoms, so they are a better choice. Thank you so much, Daddy (her pet name for Halleck)!"

So the couple began arranging to hire a gigolo, and soon found him: Uncas Savoy, a tall, biracial man in his 30s. He had muscles of considerable size, and a fairly large manhood, to say the least.

Savoy was a little nervous, only because this was a big boost to his company's business, and he was worried about blowing it for his employers. He was determined, however, to prove himself, and on the 1st night of his new assignment, he was all ready for his "date", as the arrangement was technically termed (to pretend it wasn't prostitution).

Corinne was waiting for him, having given her hubby a "good luck, see ya later" kiss as he went out to fuck Jane. She knew that the lawyer was just a casual partner, because Halleck would never marry a person who could represent herself in a divorce case.

"Hey, Mrs. Halleck- it's me, Uncas Savoy. I am your escort tonight.", Uncas announced.

She did not say a thing, but rather seized him, gestured for him to strip, and then started sucking him off, while he reached for the rubbers. Getting one out, he reminded her that he had to use it, so she grabbed it from him, and put it on his cock herself, showing an eagerness to begin screwing him that he had not imagined from a 40 year old woman. I guess it's true about their peak, he thought. He'd seen it before, but only once or twice, because most of his clients were men.

She sat on his cock rapidly, thrusting it in and out of her pussy, as she began to react to its size. Halleck's was 7 inches, but Uncas had a 9 incher, really impressing her. He was planning to go into porn, as soon as he could make the money to move to California.

She was kissing him while he penetrated her, despite the evident lack of sentiment. She was in heat, not love, and that was better for him, because janes that fell for their gigoloes were often trouble, he'd been told. He grabbed her buttocks while they fucked, working them with his hands, and making her even hornier. She was definitely an aggressive lover, possibly even a dom, and her libido was clearly more than her old man's, he assumed. That must be why I was hired, he thought.

Uncas then moved her over onto her back, getting her wetter still, with the thought of getting pounded so roughly. She liked it hard, and he was going to oblige her, as her hubby was paying him well.
He rammed her pussy harder still, shoving his penis into her vagina with all of his power, and getting her ready for climax. She came with a superhuman scream, and he had to pull out immediately, so he could remove the rubber and shoot off on her ass, which she really loved. She even smeared her fingers with it, and licked it off them.

"Anything else, ma'am?"

"Yes, can you eat me?"

"That's $50 extra."

"Very well."

"I'll put that on your hubby's tab. He won't mind it, I'm sure."

"Exactly- he loves to have me pleasured that way."

She was soon reeling from the effects of his cunnilingual skills, as he began to ravenously dive into her sex, eating her clam for all of its wonderful taste and smell, and making her weak for sure. She was clearly craving an all-nighter, so he began planning to negotiate a price in his head, even as the rest of him concentrated on getting her off.His mouth even moved toward her asshole, teasing her with the possibility of anilingus. She was non-verbally begging him for it, so he gave a hand signal that it would cost another 50 bucks, and she mouthed to him that it was OK- Halleck would understand.

His mouth closed in on her butt, spreading the cheeks, and then began rimming the crack, licking the outside of the rectum, and running his tongue along the sides of it. She was being slowly, methodically reamed out, and she was dying from the pleasure. It was awesome! One thing's for sure, she thought- there was not going to be any jealousy now, with her needs so completely covered by Uncas Savoy and Jerome Halleck. They could have as many lovers as they wished- she just wanted to get fucked by both of them.

Corinne finally signalled a last act of the session, before she would bargain over the next- she wanted her ass fucked like crazy! He read her mind, from the way she looked down at her own ass and his cock, and he said, "$100 for anal, and once again, we require protection."

She nodded her consent, and he prepared to get the lube, when she shook her head, pointing to the condoms, and gesturing for him to use her the hard way again, which he silently agreed to do for her. He eased his manhood into her bottom, and then steadily moved up the pace, getting her so wet that she could barely stand it.

As he kept ruthlessly slamming her pucker, she increased her moans and groans, along with some whimpering, because it did hurt. She was obviously fine with that, more than so, in fact, because she now came at last, shrieking her climax to high heaven. So ended the 1st session, and already she was thinking about the 2nd, which she wanted later that night. Thanks to her husband, she was the happiest whore in the world.

(See part 2 for Halleck's side of things, as well as the rest of the session.)

Posted by Me on 25-04-2008 00:49:17 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

It was a sweltering hot day,  and Phil walked through the parking lot of the mall,  he fixed his sights firmly on the fine tight-assed woman walking just a few yards ahead of him. He watched her hips swaying from side to side as she struggled to keep control of the 6 or 7 bags she was carrying,  when suddenly one bag burst open,  the contents spilling all over the ground.
"Oh shit!!",  the woman cried angrily.

Ever the gentleman,  Phil helped her out,  and after picking up the fallen groceries,  offered to carry a couple of bags for her.
"Thanks",  she said,  smiling, "I'm just parked up here."
Phil had admired this beauty from behind and was certainly not disappointed by the view from the front. Her long,  straight,  brown hair,  partially covering her face,  with short bangs falling down over her forehead. Her smooth,  tan complexion contrasted greatly against the bright white teeth she flashed when she smiled. Although an expensive pair of sunshades covered her eyes,  Phil was sure he recognised this sexy woman. He was about to say something when she asked, "Don't I know you??"
"Yeah. You look kinda familiar too",  replied Phil.
"Oh. I got it!",  she said entusiastically,  "Didn't you just move in across the street?"
"Elmvale Avenue??" questioned Phil.
"Yeah. That's right. I just live across the street and up one. I'm Jenny"
"Pleased to me meet you. My name's Phil."
The two talked for a short while about the neighborhood before they reached Jenny's SUV,  and they said their goodbyes and went their seperate ways.

Later on that afternoon Phil was mowing his lawn and thinking about his gorgeous new neighbour. He glanced across a few times at her house with the SUV parked outside. There were a couple of kids playing outside,  until Jenny's door opened and a man,  who must've been the kid's dad,  called them inside. Phil pieced it together that jenny was obviously a married woman with 2 kids. As he kept mowing and thinking about this sexy soccer mom,  he noticed her strolling across the street in his direction.

"Hey there Phil!!",  she shouted while waving,  "You sure look like you're workin' hard."
"Yeah. No rest for the wicked I guess",  he replied while wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Jenny smiled, "I was wondering if maybe we could borrow your lawnmower later on?" she queried, "It's just that our one broke down and Peter hasn't had a chance to fix it yet."
"Is Peter your husband?"
"Yeah,  he's just been real busy lately,  y'know."
"Yeah,  sure. Well,  of course,  you can borrow it,  I'll drop it over when I'm done here."
"Thanks Phil. I'll see you later on so."
Phil watched carefully as she slowly walked away,  once again swaying her hips gently. She wore a pair of tight-fitting denim shorts,  that showed off her beautiful long legs,  and a pretty tight,  baby blue top,  through which the outline of her nipples were obviously shown. Phil was getting more and more excited as he had talked to her and watched her walk away,  and by the time she had closed her front door,  he had a fully stiff dick. She really was a top class prick-tease!!

Shortly afterwards,  Phil brought the lawnmower across the street,  and just as he was turning in the drive-way,  the door flung open,  as Peter and the two children came out of the house. Peter opened up the car before spotting phil.
"Oh,  hey there. It's Phil,  isn't it??",  said Peter as he stretched out to shake hands.
"Yeah,  that's right. I was just bringing this over........"
"Yeah,  yeah,  Jenny said you would" cut in Peter, "Listen,  I'm in abit of arush,  so if you just leave it around the backyard and I'll return it a.s.a.p."
"Okay" hesitated Phil as Peter sped off in the car,  with the kids in the back,  without saying so much as a thank you or goodbye.
Phil carried on,  around the side of the house,  and left the mower on the patioin the back-yard. The back door opened,  just as he was about to leave. Jenny popped her head around and invited him in for a coffee. He could hardly refuse an offer of being alone in there with such a beautiful woman.
Inside,  phil sat at the table,  while Jenny prepared the coffees. She had to bend low a couple of times,  giving an incredible view of her perfect ass. She sat down then and they chatted for a while.

"Your husband was sure in a rush a while ago"
"Yeah,  Peter's always rushing somewhere"replied Jenny as she stared into space,  "His brother's in town for the weekend,  so he's bringing the kids to meet their cousins at his mother's",  she replied despondently.
"That should be nice for them",  announced Phil.
"For them,  maybe, " she replied, "But I know what he's like when he meets up with his brother. They'll spend the eveniong going from one bar to another and I won't see him all night." "I wouldn't mind too much",  she added, "but he seems to spend more nights away from home than he's here because of one reason or another,  and me and him never get to do,  y'know, ..... things.... anymore."

"Things??" asked phil,  acting the fool.
"Well, .....it's been like.........it's been nearly 4 months since we last had sex",  she admitted embarassedly.
"4 months",  Phil shouted out,  obviously shocked, "How could any man in his right mind leave you unsatisfied for that long."
"Well,  I suppose he is a busy man",  offered Jenny.
"Well,  I'll tell you something",  he announced, "If I was your husband,  I don't think I could go 4 hours without you."
"Really??" she asked,  obviously impressed.
"Absolutely,  you're a very sexy lady."Jenny rose from her chair and slowly walked around the table to where Phil was sitting. As she walked she told him, "Nobody's said anything like that to me in a very long time."
"You should be told that every day",  Phil said.
She placed her left hand on his right shoulder and gently pulled herself onto his lap,  so that she straddled him.
"Y'know,  waitnd for 4 months has made me a very horny woman. And I can see by the bulge in your jeans,  that I make you a very horny man."
"Well,  if we both feel this way,  we should do something about it",  offered Phil.

"It would be wrong not to",  Jenny whispered,  just before grabbing Phil's hardening cock,  and thrusting her tongue down his throat.
The two of them locked in a passionate kiss,  while she rapidly undid his zip and released his dick into her hand. Meanwhile,  he was returning the favour,  by trying to get her out of those tight denim shorts. She stood up and wriggled out of them,  standing in front of him in a light blue thong,  the same colour as her top,  which she flung off into the sink behind her.

"Fuck me right here,  right now!!" she pleaded,  "I've waited long enough,  please,  please,  make me scream."
Phil quickly pulled off his jeans and t-shirt,  before tearing off her thong in a passionate rage.
Once again she straddled him. He tried to finger-fuck her first but she begged, "No,  I need your cock,  I really,  really need your cock inside me,  please!!" She was frantic now,  and as he moved her gently onto his throbbing dick,  she threw her head back in sheer relief. Slowly she began to grind up and down on his dick,  as he lifted her up and down at the same time. Her amazing 34C breasts were just inches from his face and he began sucking and biting on her left one as she moaned and groaned as her wet pussy was penetrated deeper and deeper.

After a few minutes her heavy breathing and groaning grew stronger and louder. He knew she was near her orgasm and wanted to make sure that she experienced it fully. He lifted her up onto the table while he stood in front of her. He pulled her pussy closer to him and when he found his mark he penetrated again,  thrusting his cock even deeperthan before. The experience was incredible for her as she finally climaxed,  screaming out in absolute satisfaction,  months of frustration finally released.

"Thank you,  OMG,  thank you.....that was amazing!!!",  she yelled.
Exhausted,  he fell back in the chair. However she wasn't finished yet. She sat up on the edge of the table,  wild-eyed and panting,  "Oh,  Fuck me again,  Please,  please pound my pussy like before!!!"
He got up from the chair and walked in to the living room. She followed him. When he got to the long sofa,  he stopped,  turned around,  grabbed her,  and threw her exhilarated body onto it. He lay down on top of her and looked right in the eye, "Okay then,  I'm gonna fuck you like a whore!"
"Yes",  she screamed, "Fuck me hard,  make me scream again,  oh god I'm so fuckin' wet for you."

He entered her pussy lips again with his still-erect cock. He pounded her even harder than before,  pushing his whole body down as he forced his cock in. He wrapped his arms around her fully spread legs as he penetrated further and quicker. He pounded her wet pussy harder and harder,  as she screamed and moaned, "OMG,  it hurt,  but it hurts so good,  Don't stop,  please,  I'm nearly there,  oh yeessss!!"

He knew he was about to come,  he couldn't hold it back any longer,  he had to let it out.
Just as he began to cuk,  spurting out cum-loads all over her beat-up pussy,  she roared in excitement as she climaxed for the second time i just 10 minutes.
They both collapsed in exhaustion,  their bodies covered in their juices.

Posted by Me on 25-04-2008 00:48:40 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

Vicki was barely making it as an interior decorator, struggling with the hardships of trying to run her own business, and she knew that she was not going to make it, already. That thought really saddened her, because she had risked her savings and her efforts on success in this business. She desperately wanted to prove that she was not the failure of the family.
Her self-esteem was at stake, and she had little of that to begin with, so this would really hurt.

She had gone through several jobs over the years, and being a single mom made it that much harder. Plenty of people probably thought of her as a loser, already, and she hated the thought of that reputation. How could she win their respect, if she lost her only business?

The worst part of it was the thought of how her son viewed her. Would she ever live up to his expectation that his mom was a person worthy of his trust and admiration? She loved her son, Trent, with all of her heart, and his opinion of her counted most. What would she do if he lost respect for her? He couldn't be made to think so poorly of his mother.

The bank would just about have to foreclose, if she didn't make that sale tomorrow, and she didn't see it happening. The past difficulties would make her a hard sell to these potential clients. It was becoming a vicious cycle, and it was catching up with her. What would she do?

"Dad, I need to go out to the neighborhood bar. Can you watch Trent for me?"

"Sure, dear. Trouble with work?"

"The trouble may be no work soon, Dad. I'm facing failure."

"I'm sorry. That's the hardest thing about a business- the risk of failure. You had to try, though. I understand that. It was your dream."

"I'm sorry to have failed you again, Dad."

"You're not a failure, Vicki. You're a dreamer, and sometimes dreams just don't come true. You took a chance, and I respect that."

"Thank you, Dad. I just hope that Trent understands. It will be hard on him."

"Don't worry, dear. Just stay here until you're back on your feet. You're my daughter, and I'll always love you."

"Thank you, Dad. That's the best thing I've heard all day."

"Run along, now. Go have some fun. Clear out the stress. You need a break. Just don't drive."

"I won't, Dad. I won't get drunk, either. I'll just have a couple glasses of beer."

"Alright. Have some fun. You need it."

Vicki headed out, after kissing her son goodnight, in case she didn't return in time, and she made it to the local bar in minutes, on her feet.

She hadn't been there in a while, due to her responsibilities, so the bartender didn't really recognize her. He'd seen her a couple of times, but no more than that.

"What'll be, darling?"

"Just a lite beer, please."

"Tab?"

"Yes, I suppose. Not a large one, though. I have work tomorrow."

"That's cool. Any appetizers?"

"Yes, I'll have some nachos. Haven't had any in ages."

Eating her nachos, and drinking her beer, Vicki suddenly noticed the presence of a stranger with a goatee and well-combed hair. His dark brown eyes affected her rather instinctively, and she felt as if she could sense that he was somehow good news, not bad, for her.

For one thing, he looked at her with certain degree of concern, as if he was worried about her. Strangers were often kind in bars, but rarely that nice. She had to speak to him.

"Hi. I'm Vicki. You are?"

"Dan. You seem a little sad, Vicki. What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't be telling you this, since you don't deserve my stress, but I'm going to have to sell my business, and admit that I can't manage one. I'm not the aggressive, hard-nosed kind of person it takes to push ahead."

"What kind of person are you?"

"A well-meaning, but rather silly one, I think. I just want people to like me, so it's hard to do what it takes to succeed."

"You want to please people?"

"Yes."

"You seek their approval."

"True. I can't help it. I don't want to be disliked."

"If I don't seem too forward, maybe you need someone to take control of your life."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning, you need a man who will protect and provide for you, but you've got to be willing to follow him, even against social customs."

"This is not a cult thing, is it?"

"No, no. I'm not selling 'salvation'. That's BS, always was, and always will be. I am talking about a master- a benevolent master." "You mean, like, bondage?"

"Yes. Bondage. Look, this idea probably shocks you, but feelings and desires choose you, not vice versa. They just happen, and you've got to just accept them. If you're interested, give me a call at this number."

"Okay. I'll think about it."

She thought that this man was just eccentric, now. Maybe he was a freak, of some kind. His almost psychic intuition about her needs chilled her to the bones. She always let men tell her what to do, including her dad. It just came easily to her. She even let her best friend, Michelle, a woman, call the shots in their friendship.

Even now, she didn't do what she expected to do- run like Hell. She found herself wanting to at least call him, and find out what was on his mind. Dan, that was his name. What would he do to her, if she agreed? Was this permanent- could she get out of it, if it turned out to be dangerous or uncomfortable? She knew that he wanted her body, but clearly he was after something else, as well. What was it?

She came home that night, fairly sober, and drifted to sleep with dreams of Dan, and what he might do to her, good and bad.

Posted by Me on 25-04-2008 00:48:08 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

Do you find that in this sometimes painful sometimes wonderful world of ours that life's pleasures are best enjoyed when they come unexpectedly? I do. That's how it was with me and Mrs Kellerman. Unexpected, and fine, very, very fine.

I met Mrs K when I was staying at my aunt's house one summer. At the time immediately before I met her, I was in a kind of down-hearted frame of mind. Shortly after I met her I was flying high on my own personal cloud. Now, I have a precise, precious memory of this beautiful, curvaceous woman of, I'd guess around her mid-fifties (it is rude to ask I've been told), with a warm smile and a kind heart, not to mention a ripe full figure and accommodating wet and warm mouth, pussy, and asshole.

Mrs Kellerman was a neighbour of my aunt's. I hadn't stayed at my aunt's for many years; she and my uncle had a large, rambling property in the West Country of England and my visit was not out of choice, it was a necessity. I'm in the British Royal Navy; I have been for the four years since I left university, struggling in vain so far to rise from my junior officer rank. I'd just finished a five month tour of patrol duty with no leave in a frigate around firstly Gibraltar, then the Gulf and the coastal waters off Iraq, not far from Basra. Not fun. Routine, mundane stuff, but with just enough possibility of violent encounters to never relax properly.

When leave finally came I headed back to my flat in London and looked forward to a couple of months relaxing playing sports, drinking with my buddies and making up for lost time with my girlfriend Fiona. This was not to be, however. Firstly, Fiona, who seemed to have lost about twenty pounds in weight in my absence making her appear drawn and skinny rather than the full-figured girl I first fell for, gave me rather a cool instead of warm welcoming home, and announced that she had got a "great" new job with an American publishing company and would be working in New York for several months, starting immediately; and secondly, and equally depressingly, a mere 24 hours into my leave I got a call from my ship's captain outlining the charming fact that in one month I would be skippering a motor patrol boat between the dangerous Iraq-Iran waterways for at least six months, and that as from the next day I would be on a three-week intensive Arab language course at a college in the West Country. It was not very welcome news, to put it mildly, although I'd do the best I could.

After one night with Fiona and an unsatisfactory, quick fuck, which for me was just a brief release of tension and for her a quick break from talking about her bright future, I threw some clothes into a rucksack and caught the train West after my car, my very expensive car, whose rash purchase had left me flat broke for the immediate past and future, had refused to start. With my expenses to be paid, in true fashion, "at a later date," I rang my Aunt, who fortunately lived near the college and I arranged to stay there.

My aunt and uncle were due to leave for a weeks break in Ireland the day after I arrived which meant I'd be alone with time to reflect on my dissatisfaction with my naval career and my clearly failing relationship with Fiona. Too much time for introspection, is not often a good thing, I've found. The college I was to attend, although a regular civilian, not military one, was on its summer break, so there were not even any fine eighteen year-old girls to admire. Instead, there were only a few language summer courses being run, and my time there was spent in a class with a dozen middle-aged male government employees brushing up their language skills for brief, lucrative postings in the Middle-East. The teacher was an annoying Algerian guy with a particularly sarcastic sense of humour, and I found learning the Arab language simultaneously both tedious and difficult. All in all it was a chore and a bore.

The town itself was small and insular in outlook; the nightlife where I could spend the little money I had seemed to consist of a couple of pretentious, expensive wine-bars full of couples, and scruffy pubs largely frequented by groups of late teenagers resplendent in their baseball caps and gold sovereign rings, swearing and sometimes dancing to loud garage and rap music. Neither entertainment was my thing. It seemed a few really dull weeks were likely, especially as the first weekend found me too short of money to even scrape the train fare home. Saturday passed studying and watching sports on the TV, and eating a bad microwave meal, followed by a couple of hours drinking alone in the local pub.

After a lazy Sunday morning spent reading the newspapers, followed by some lunch, I decided to do some work on the property outside, partly to ease my boredom and partly to catch some sun on a rare hot day. I started by checking the wooden fence which ran at the back and one side of the property, both adjoining a field and separating my aunt's garden from her neighbour's, Mrs Kellerman's. The fence was in fairly good condition, it just needing some panels renailed, and a small section of it begged some fresh paint. I found some tools and paint in the garage and set to work. After a while I began to get the satisfied feeling I have found before when working with my hands, and as I was only wearing a pair of denim shorts I was also enjoying the feel of the hot sun on my body. I was in a welcome kind of contented, dreamy mood.

I became aware of the sound of someone working close by on the other side of the fence, and moving to a part of it short in height I gazed over the panels and saw a very shapely female form tilling the soil of a vegetable plot. I recognised her as Mrs Kellerman, who I hadn't seen for years. I recalled my aunt telling me that her husband Alan had died a couple of years previously, and that her children had now left home. I guessed she must be fifty at least, but believe me she was in seriously great shape. She had that kind of body that carries a few extra pounds well. That is to say, she was a medium height curvaceous lady with very big breasts and a large, though shapely backside, with proportionately fairly narrow waist. She had a seriously sexy mature womanly body, a real old-style full hour-glass figure, which, as she was dressed only in a rather too-tight pair of shorts and a sleeveless close fitting T-shirt, was on glorious display.

My eye-feast was broken by her sensing my gaze and turning to look at me. She had shoulder length fairly wild dark hair with loose curls, and a smooth looking face, which was both very pretty and suggested intelligence. After a second's summing me up she recognized me from my childhood.

"Hello, it's Jay isn't it?" she enquired with a light smile on her face.

"Yes. Hi, Mrs Kellerman, what a beautiful day."

"Indeed it is, and please call me Hazel" she replied, and I became aware that she was looking at my face and bare upper body in an approving manner.

My eyes met hers, which were a deep, dark brown, and her full lips formed into a really affecting smile, which I returned. My face then felt slightly flushed, and felt a familiar swelling in my shorts, as it hit me that there was obviously a mutual connection between us, a kind of lust at first sight.We chatted away for a while, a light inconsequential conversation, but one which flowed effortlessly. All the while I could feel my cock, concealed as it was by the fence, hardening as I stole glances at her kind, high-cheek boned face and her ripe, full body. I realised I was turning into a fully fledged milf fancier. Normally I'm not much of a conversationalist but with Mrs Kellerman, things seemed easy and natural.

Eventually our chat was broken by the sound of a phone ringing somewhere inside her house, and she excused herself, but not before inviting me to come inside in a while for a cool drink.

"Oh, I will," I virtually shouted out at her retreating figure.

She glanced back over her shoulder and threw me the most killer sexy smile. I idled the next few minutes away, in absent minded fashion tapping in a few nails, receiving one sore thumb and two sore fingers for my lack of concentration. I knew there was chemistry between us, and fortune favouring the brave, I intended to 'try it on' soon.

After what seemed an age, but in reality was probably only a few minutes, Hazel appeared by her back door and gestured me in. I followed her into a tasteful drawing room and sat as directed on a soft leather sofa. Hazel joined me but sat a frustrating couple of feet away. We chatted for a minute or so and to my delight she was coyly stealing glances at my groin. Her expression suggested she liked what she saw.

"Oh, sorry. I forgot myself, what would you like to drink?" she asked.

"Oh anything would be good, but a cold beer would be great."

"I'll join you," she said, and I noticed her voice had taken on a girlish, slightly giggly form.

Hazel moved from the sofa to a tasteful wooden drinks cabinet at the far side of the large room to get the drinks, which allowed my eyes to take in those full, ripe ass-cheeks which filled out the cotton material of her shorts so nicely, and swayed seductively as she walked. It was warm outside, cool inside and burning around my crotch, as I felt a familiar light fluttering in my lower stomach and a hardening in my shorts.

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Gavin Brock was a highly paid, well-educated advertising executive, making well over $500,000 a year, plus expenses. He had plenty of reasons to be pleased with his life, but, lately, he was tired of the office politics at his company, where he was part of the management team. The constant bickering, backstabbing, and squabbling were wasting a lot of the company's energy, that could be better used to push its success and profit margin.

Gavin was also a telepath, unknown to his colleagues, which was no small part of his corporate success. He was able to "convince" his potential clients to go with him, rather than the competition. His talent had landed him the post of executive vice president responsible for negotiations. This made him the boss of the majority of the corporate staff. It meant that he had a secretary, several interns, and a few other perks.

However, he noticed, especially in his division at the corporate headquarters, that he could not prevent the infighting and intrigue that was troubling the company. Furthermore, he was tired of the PC nonsense, such as silly "sexual harassment" rules, that was handed down by the board. He had to get around that, because he found that "dipping his pen in the company ink" was something he really wanted to implement as a personal policy. Those damned lawyers and feminists were ruining everything!

Well, Gavin thought, the time to act had come! His new secretary, by the terms of the new corporate guidelines, was strictly verboten, but he was not about to let political correctness get in the way of personal and professional success. The company would run much smoother, if everyone screwed each other blind now and often.

"Natasha, come in here for a sec, will ya?", he said to the 36 year old divorcee he had hired to type and answer phones for him. She had no idea what was on his mind, but she was about to experience it.

"Yes, Mr. Brock.", she said, scurrying inside his office.

"Show some more leg, baby!", a voice inside her head suddenly told her. She could not help but give in to the notion, especially as turned on as she was by the 43 year old bachelor. She had been pleasantly surprised when he hired her, both because she thought that a younger woman would get the job, and because she wanted to take things further than was professional with him, but did not know how to get him to defy the corporate rules.

Natasha was divorced because her hubby had left her for a younger, "trophy" wife, despite her love and affection for him, not to mention her efforts to satisfy him in bed. Needless to say, her self-esteem was not at its highest point when she had been hired, and was only slightly improved by her selection. She did not know if she had the stuff inside herself to be a seductress.

Somehow, however, she found herself making the attempt, anyway.

Another voice spoke, "Bend over the desk, and show him some of your cleavage."

She complied with that voice, as well.

"Why, Natasha, if I didn't know better, I would say that you were teasing me!", Gavin told her, not letting her have a hint about his hand in her sudden sexual aggression.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I was not teasing- I did not mean to create that impression, sir!", she stammered.

"Okay, I believe you, but what was your intent?"

"Do you want to know the honest truth?"

"Yes."

"I won't get in trouble?"

"Not unless you lie to me."

"I kinda wanted to seduce you, as ridiculous as that sounds, I'm sure. I'm so embarrassed."

"What so ridiculous about that?"

"I don't know, except that I'm not really young enough to please a confirmed bachelor, I suppose. I am a divorced, thirtysomething mother, with the inevitable stretch marks to prove it."

"So, what? Do you think that all men want only women in their 20s, with D cup bosoms?"

"I hadn't thought about it that way, but I guess that individual men would have their own tastes. That's logical enough, but I am not used to the idea of men finding me attractive. I couldn't even keep my husband."

"That's his loss, his problem- not yours. He's obviously a man with dubious taste, no doubt leaving you for a 'trophy wife'."

"Yeah, something like that."

"Well, I happen to find you extremely attractive, both physically and otherwise, and I would love to have a little tryst with you, as long as you won't be jealous."

"I promise, sir, no jealousy! I would love to have a man find me desirable enough for once to get it on with me for a little fling!"

"Then, you can help me get rid of the boner that you gave me with your cleavage and your legs, if you don't mind."

"How?"

"How? Use your head, Natasha, literally! Suck his cock!", the voice told her.

She obeyed it yet again, unzipping his pants, grabbing his cock, and starting to lick, suck, and kiss his dick with her mouth. She loved the taste too, she had to admit. It was much nicer than her ex-husband's penis, which was smaller, and lacked the texture of Gavin's stiff rod.

His pre-cum even tasted better than her ex-husband's.

"Seems that you figured it out very well, didn't you, Natasha?", Gavin remarked, between gasps, as his excitement grew with her oral efforts.

"Tell him, 'Yes, Master'! That will blow his mind! He loves a slave girl!", the voice informed her.

"Yes, Master!"

"Master?"

"Yes, did I say something wrong, sir?"

"No, it's just that your sudden submissive behavior was quite a shock, not that I am complaining!"

"May I keep calling you 'Master'- I have to admit that it's a serious turn-on!", Natasha asked him.

"Yes, but prove yourself as a slave- keep sucking me off, until I cum, and then swallow it, okay, baby?"

"Yes, Master!"

Natasha could not help herself- she was indeed quite aroused at acting in a servile manner with her boss. No wonder she was always desperate for male love and affection- she was born to serve and submit to a man, or to men in general, at least!

She deep-throated her new master, and kept licking away at his dick, running her tongue along its sides, and building the pressure for him to cum. Finally, he ejaculated, and without any complaints, she swallowed the entire load of semen. She even winked at him as she gulped it down.

"Ah, Master, thank you! You have made happier than I have ever been, but I have to confess, I now want more than just a fling with you- you have made me feel sexy and beautiful, to the point, that I have been feeling some serious gratitude, as well as affection for you.

I am afraid to admit it, but I can't deny that I want you permanently. I know that's a lot for a first-time encounter, and only oral at that, but I am rather vulnerable, and I feel so feminine, being in this subservient position, that I want to be there with you for life! Can I please be your sex slave, for the rest of my life?"

"Do you understand what that means?"

"Tell him that you are willing to share him with other women!", the voice spoke to her.

"That you want me to share you with other women? I'm fine with that, as long as I get to be your slave. I want desperately to be your slave- that's what will make me happiest!"

"Good girl, and I will gladly take you as my slave, with the understanding that you have just accepted. Also, this will mean more than kinky bedroom behavior- it means a lifestyle, of pleasing me first, ahead of yourself- can you accept that?"

"Yes, Master!"

"Good girl, and I have a little confession of my own. I am a telepath, and that voice in your head is from me. I have been telling you what to say, to attract and please me- what do you think of that?"

"Oh, my God!"

"Yes, it's a shock to most people, but it is true."

"It must be true, Master, or you wouldn't know about the voice in my head."

"Smart girl! Very perceptive, to gather that much from that one fact! From now on, if I want to give you commands, that I don't want others to know about yet, I will use telepathy with you, so don't be surprised about that."

"Yes, Master! What kind of secret commands?""I plan to use my powers to put an end to the petty office politics, by making people have sex with each other, and each other's partners, on a regular basis."

"Excellent plan, Master! I would love to help you make this company run smoother! Thank you, sir, for entrusting me with this information."

"Good girl, you're making your Master very happy and proud! Now, we have an office party tomorrow to turn into an orgy, so let's get to work. Thankfully, this is an adults-only thing."

"Yes, of course, that is good, Master!"

Natasha still had much desk work to do for Gavin that morning, but she breezed right through it, determined to get it out of the way before lunch. She naturally hoped to spend her mid-day meal with her boss, having "snacked" on his cum earlier that day. The whole idea of her new relationship with Mr. Brock, as well as his plans for her and the entire company, was enough to make her wet between her thighs. She was horny after her recent divorce and eager to fuck a man, especially Gavin.

"Natasha, dear, it's time for lunch. Come with me, baby," her boss instructed her, or was that his voice in her head?

"Yes, sir! I'll be right there, Mr. Brock," she replied enthusiastically.

"That's good, but none of this 'Mr. Brock' business anymore, alright? I'm 'Sir', 'Gavin', 'Master', or 'honey' to you. Is that clear?" he demanded.

"Crystal, Sir. Should I take my Honda or ride with you?" she inquired anxiously.

"Natasha, when a man asks you out to lunch with him, it's understood that you're going to ride with him," he observed.

"Yes, of course, Sir. What was I thinking?" she apologized, somewhat embarrassed at her gaffe.

"You were being careful and not wanting to impose yourself. However, you should try to remember that when a man invites you to lunch, he already doesn't consider it an imposition for you to ride in his car," he pointed out.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm just rusty with the dating scene. That's all," she explained.

"That is natural, given your previous marital status. That's why I'm being patient with your nervous mistakes. You need time to adjust to your new life," he assured her.

"Thank you, Sir," she said as they got into his Corvette.

"You're welcome, my love. Now, let's find a place to eat and discuss my plans for the party tomorrow. Does Federico's sound nice?" he suggested.

"Federico's? Isn't that the gourmet Spanish restaurant? I would love to go there! I haven't exactly had the cash for that kind of place lately, even at lunchtime. It sounds great," she agreed.

"Good, because I've wanted to go back there for a while. I know the owner pretty well and he's probably wondering when I would patronize his establishment again. He's a nice Spaniard in his mid-60s. I imagine that we'll get the best service from him today," he informed her.

"Really? You know THE Federico? I heard that he's gay and left Spain during the Franco years, because they were strict about that sort of thing. Is that true?" she asked curiously.

"Yes, he's a homosexual. He even has a 'wife', which means that he has a male lover that stays home and does the housework. I've met him too. His name is Terence and he is only a couple of years older than Federico. He is retired, so the 'house husband' thing doesn't bother his ego quite so much. Anyway, enough about them. Let's get inside," he said after they parked outside the restaurant.

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