Flasher

By Luvverman (UK - MAY 99)

Six months ago I was driving to Oxford on a business trip, the only difference from previous trips was that I had Fiona with me.
She had said that she got bored and lonely when I was away for days on end and as Oxford was such a pretty town she might join me.
She could go shopping during the day and at night we could spend the company's expenses budget on romantic dining.
It seemed like a good idea to me so I agreed and the next time I went she accompanied me.

I arranged my suits and luggage the night before but Fiona wasn't so well prepared and consequently the early departure had her getting in the car in her bathrobe.
We were on the motorway within a few minutes and heading north when Fiona started to change into her skirt and blouse.
She reached over to the back seat, pulled her jeans out of the holdall and drew them into the front of the car.
I was passing a wagon as she opened the front of her gown, I glanced up and saw that the driver was looking down into our car - I had no doubt that he had been using his mirrors as we approached!

I heard a loud blast from his bullhorn as we passed the truck and to my amasement, the same thing happened when we passed the one in front of him.
Fiona was laughing and told me that they would be telling each other up the line over their CB radios.
I was a little curious about how she knew this and she said that when she was younger, she and her friends would often flash to wagon drivers as they went passed, "it was almost a hobby when I was seventeen" she said.
The more I thought about it the more turned on I began to feel - there was something really horny about flashing and you couldn't go wrong with wagons when you were in a car that could easily cruise at twice their speed.
Yes it all felt safe so I asked "When was the last time you did that?"
"Oh I dunno, I've showed a little bit of leg occasionally" she said "really?" I asked, "when was the last time?"
I said desperately fishing for a date, which I kind of hoped, would be recent.
"Well, maybe I did it last week when I got the groceries" she said with a giggle, obviously trying to gauge my reaction.
I felt my heart quicken and a stirring in my pants as I thought of her showing off to some poor unsuspecting bastard who probably came close to crashing as a result.
"Tell me what happened" I asked.

"Well, I was just coming back from the supermarket with the shopping and I pulled up at these traffic lights when I saw this lorry-driver in the next lane looking down from his cab.
He was just staring into the car at my legs.
I hadn't realised at first but the wraparound skirt I was wearing had fallen open and he could see the tops of my stockings.
I swear his shoulder was moving up and down and It turned me on too, the thought of this total stranger was staring at me and touching himself in broad daylight like that.
I couldn?t resist opening my legs enough to get my hand between my thighs and just brush it gently over the front of my knickers.
Then the lights changed and I moved off.
I remember thinking that if the next set of lights were red then I should go a little further - I couldn't believe it when they changed to red right in front of me, it was like I was being daring or something.

I pulled the skirt right apart exposing everything from the waist down, you could see the front of my white lacy panties, the suspender straps and the lace frills on the stocking tops.
I sat there and waited to see what happened.
In a matter of seconds he was there staring down at me before the wagon had even come to a stop.
He was so excited, I could see the sweat breaking out on his forehead - I couldn't believe how turned on I felt and I started touching myself.
I rubbed my hand up my left leg, starting at the knee and moving all the way to my crotch.
I was really wet and couldn't resist sliding the tip of my finger into my pussy and brushing my nail over my clit.
Then the lights changed and I set off, I carried on touching my clit and getting so turned on I couldn't drive anymore so about a mile further on pulled off the road into a country lane not far from home.

I stopped the car and started to finger my cunt sending ripples of pleasure up my spine, I was so turned on I just had to come even if it meant soaking the upholstery with my juices.
I reached into my purse, grabbed my hairbrush and started to rub the handle over my sopping lips occasionally pushing the tip into between the flesh and into my slit.
I was almost at the point of cumming when the lorry passed the end of the road.
The driver must have seen the car and stopped, he climbed down and started to walk over to my car.
He must have been about forty years old, slightly overweight with a bit of a beer belly but otherwise not bad looking.
He leaned towards my window and asked if I was all right, then he must have noticed that I still had my skirt open, my panties pulled to the side exposing my cunt and the hairbrush handle inserted between my slippery lips.
I told him that I was fine and that I just needed to get off the road.
He just stood there staring in at me, he never touched the car, not once, and then he started to move his rough hand over the front of his trousers pulling at his zipper.
I began to run my fingers over my cunt again, got hold of the brush and gently pushed it into my sopping pussy, I opened my legs as wide as I could, never taking my eyes of his cock.

I was really turned on and began panting heavily like a bitch on heat, with both hands I looped my fingers under the panties and pulled it down towards my knees lifting my ass and forced my leaking cunt upwards.
I ran my long nails over my clit.

He never took his eyes off my cunt and by now he had his cock in his hand and was wanking it roughly.
I lifted my butt higher off the seat almost pointing my twat at his face as I reclined the seat all the way down and using both hands pulled the lips of my pussy wide apart giving him a proper look at my now burning and aching flesh.

I must have looked like a real tart, skirt splayed open, no knickers, stockings and suspenders and frigging myself like crazy in front of this trucker.
Then I heard a grunt from outside, I opened my eyes just in time to see his cock twitching in his hand and cum spurt out all over my side window.
I started the car, drove past him and left the scene, only stopping to throw my sopping panties at his door... a little souvenir for when he got back to his truck."

I couldn't believe that I was hearing this from my wife of three years, sure she was horny enough but she never put on a show like that for me.
I asked if it had been the first time she'd done anything like that. If she'd enjoyed it enough to do it again and most importantly, if she did, would it bother her too much if I was to watch?
She thought for a short while and then said that she might enjoy flashing someone even more if she knew that I was watching her and if I wanted she could let him wank himself off.

We sat in silence for a few miles and then decided to pull up at the next services to get something to eat.
I parked the car and we went into the restaurant, Fiona said she was going to the toilet and would I get her something to eat and she'd join me when she got back.
When she joined me at the counter she had a little smile on her face and said, "you know what you were asking about in the car?"
"What, you mean the flashing" I asked, "Yeah, see those guys over by the phones outside the toilets?"
I looked and saw two men, one using the phone and the other looking out of the window into the truck park.
She continued "well, one of them was really staring at me when I went in.
So when I came out I'd opened a couple of buttons on my blouse to catch their eye, as I walked past them I kinda accidentally dropped my purse.
As I bent down to pick it up one of them patted my ass" she giggled.

She was wearing a long wrap around denim skirt which split as she moved exposing her long and shapely legs, the blouse was pretty low cut anyway and an opened button or two would have really grabbed attention.
I was a little annoyed that she'd been doing it again and I had missed it yet again.
"Look, this is just not fair" I said "if you're going to behave like a tart you have to let me watch just so that I can see that you're alright."
Then she said, "why don't we split up now, you get to somewhere you can see me and I'll see if they're interested.
I'll show them a bit of leg, put on a bit of a show for you and when you've seen enough just get up and we'll leave together"

I agreed, stood up and moved to a table across the far side of the caf鬠she picked the tray up and sat at another table facing the open front door.
She sat in the chair leaned back and opened her legs letting the skirt split and fall open, her right leg was unveiled all the way to the top of her thigh.
It didn't take long before one of the guys had noticed Fiona's leg under the table and nudged his mate who turned round to get an eyeful.
A couple of minutes later he had finished his call and the two of them came into the caf鬠placed an order at the counter and sat down at the table next to Fiona's.
One of them said something to her and I saw her smile - I wished that I'd sat nearer now and could hear what was being said.
The one who was talking was about thirty years old and his mate around twenty, both of them were wearing jeans and t-shirts and I got the impression that they were commercial drivers.
The younger of the two was saying nothing but couldn't take his eyes off Fiona's gaping cleavage.
She was taking advantage of this and turned herself to face him moving on the seat so that he could get a better look.
I could see that his jeans were tight across the front of his crotch and he began to press his hand onto his cock.
I stood up and walked to the counter to ask for another sandwich and was within hearing distance of the trio.
The older of the two guys was actually propositioning Fiona.
He said "you come to the truck with us and we'll just toss ourselves off in front of you."
I had no idea how it had gone so far in such a short time but they were definitely hot and wanted to see more of her.
She said that it would be OK but there was to be no touching.
I saw her look at me and knew that she'd stop right there if I wanted her to.

Fiona stood up and left the caf頷ith the two guys, I left a little way behind and followed them out.
I assumed that she was going to find somewhere private and let them see her pussy while she watched them wank themselves off.
We hadn't really discussed it but that was ok by me and I just wanted to watch the scene - I might even treat myself to a wank too.

One of the guys stopped and said "over here" Fiona followed the guys to the back door of a parked lorry, the younger of the guys opened the concertina door and pushed it up, he climbed up and reached down for Fiona.
She took his hand and climbed into the back of the tuck with the older guy pushing her on her ass.
All three were now in the back of the truck and the door was pulled down.
I approached the trailer and found that I could see in under the unsecured door.

I could see Fiona unbuttoning her blouse, the guys were standing about three metres away, just staring.
She dropped the garment onto a large cardboard box at the side of the otherwise empty trailer.
Then she twirled round letting her wrap around skirt ride up and display her legs - she wasn't wearing any knickers and the very flash of her pussy was enough to set my cock stirring.
No different for the guys in the trailer, the older one had pulled his dick out and was beginning to rub the swollen end.

Fiona stood in front of them and then turned to face the trailer door, I knew that she couldn't see me through the crack in the bottom and carried on watching.
She slowly unfastened her belt and unbuttoning her skirt, she turned round to face the men opening the skirt to reveal her pussy.
Both of them were now standing, cocks in hand, wanking themselves like crazy, they watched as Fiona dropped her skirt and bent down to pick it up, pushing her twat towards them.
She was so close that they could have reached out and touched her but they didn't.
She laid her skirt on the cardboard box next to her blouse and sat on top of it.
Slowly she leaned back against the side of the trailer and raised her right leg.
She ran her hands up its length showing off her pussy, I was able to see the shine of her juice as it began to dribble from between her parting lips and run down towards her arse.

The two wanking men had moved closer for a better view.
She rolled over and got onto her knees, I could see her face and her breasts, and they could see her glistening twat and arse.
She slipped her hand underneath herself and began to rub her juices over her cuntlips, she inserted her finger and stirred it around inside then parted her twat using her index and ring finger.

Suddenly the older of the men stopped wanking, grabbed Fiona by the hips and thrust his cock into her.
She looked shocked and tried to move forwards out of his reach but the walls of the trailer stopped her.
Her struggles were pointless and I heard her shout something about them only looking and they had promised not to touch her and - who cares, she had asked for this and I was so turned on just seeing a rape was getting me even hotter.
He was only fucking her, it wasn't as if there were a knife at her throat, so I watched.
The younger man had now moved closer to the action and was offering his cock to Fiona's disinterested mouth.
She had calmed down and seemed to relax into the thrusting, she was even pushing back and moaning as he plunged into her.
Suddenly he stopped, grunted and stood back, his cock fell out of her followed by a trail of cum which drooled down between her legs.
She stayed on her hands and knees and turned round to look at the man who had just fucked her.
Just then the young man moved himself behind her and pushed his cock into her "my turn now" he said with a grin.

I watched as he slid his cock into her pussy, the cum that already filled her, oozed over his shaft and ran down their legs, she was very sloppy in there, I couldn?t work out if it was her juices or those of the man who had just fucked her.
Either way the sight of all that cum was enough to have me adding my own to the scene and I shot three great squirts at the rear of the trailer.
Moments later the other guy withdrew his prick and wanked it off all over Fiona's cunt and arse.
The older man handed Fiona a rag as her latest lover packed his tool away.
She wiped herself down and then dropped the cloth, which landed on the floor with a liquid thud.

I stood back from the doors and waited to see what would happen next, these guys had surely finished with her and we needed to get moving.
The trailer door lifted and the young guy jumped down, he then guided Fiona out, she was now fully dressed.
Without looking back she headed straight for the caf頷here she last saw me.
The other guy jumped out of the trailer, pulled the door down and headed to the front of the lorry where he proceeded to climb in, I watched as it drove out of our lives.

Fiona was standing by the car, she saw me walking towards her and said, "enjoy that, did you?"
I suppose I was shocked by what I'd experienced but managed to say something along the lines of "yeah, it was incredible".
We got in the car and headed back onto the motorway, "it was wasn't it" she said, "let's see what Oxford has to offer".

I nestled my hand between her legs feeling the slippery mess oozing from her slit.

Anaesthetic

By Luvverman

I remember starting to glaze a window at home and then I think the ladder tilted sideways and I fell off - at least that's what I thought had happened.
I couldn't really remember clearly but I knew that I was now lying on a trolley in what was obviously a hospital examination bay.
It was one in the morning and I'd been there for hours, I was cold and severely pissed off.

There was a lot of activity, nurses rushing around and patients being wheeled from cubicle to cubicle.
There was a drunk in the bay next to me who had apparently been out for a bike ride with his mate and broken his clavicle as he was launched over the handlebars.
He was moaning about the pain he was in and the time he had to wait to be seen, he was complaining about everything, even the gown he was wearing was letting in draughts and his arse was exposed - whinge whinge whinge.

I sat there quietly and waited my turn, an hour was not so bad but this was getting ridiculous.
Just then a young nurse walked into the bay and closed the curtain behind her.
She was about twenty, tall, blond and very attractive, "She'd get it" I thought to myself.
"Right, you're next I think" she said in a treacly voice.
"Yes, and I've been here for hours" I said in what I hoped was an authoritative tone.
"Don't get funny or you'll be waiting until the next shift come on in the morning" she said.
"I know you're busy but I'm in a lot of pain here" I remonstrated.
"I'll give you some painkillers, but that's the best I can do until a doctor's free.

There's been a pile up on the motorway and they're all tied up with that".
I watched as her hips swayed out of the room, and thought about her arse cheeks rubbing together under her uniform.
"She'd definitely get it" I thought again.
When she came back she was carrying a small plastic cup, "drink this and you'll feel better" she said as she held out her hand.
I tried to sit up but my back was in pieces, pain shot up my spine and I collapsed back onto the trolley.
"Oh dear, you are in a bad way aren't you, here let me help" she said and leaned over me.
Gently she supported my shoulders and pulled me upwards, my face was pressed against her breast and I began to think about the soft swelling and the hard nipple at it's end.
I was beginning to forget about the pain and started to make the most of the situation.
She now had me sitting upright and whilst supporting me from the side fed the contents of the cup into my mouth.
"That was revolting, what was it?" I asked, she smiled and said "something to take away the pain and make you more relaxed, but not too relaxed".
She fluffed up the pillow and then lowered me back down "I'll be back in a bit to see how you're getting on" she said and then left the bay.
I couldn't stop thinking about how sexy she looked.

Within a few minutes I was feeling better, everything seemed sort of hazy, I felt warm, it was as though I could feel the blood pumping around my body and gently warming every muscle.
It was very pleasant and I began to dose off into a sleep.
I was dreaming, I could feel my clothes being removed and was now naked.
A hand was touching my thigh, it was stroking me in soft and deliberate circular movements towards my groin.
I decided to make it the nurse and go with the dream.
The hand moved upwards to my stirring cock and then held it.
My shaft had gone completely erect and the hand grasped the base, squeezing hard. It felt too real to be a dream and I struggled to open my eyes, the light flooded in and I saw the shape of a person, it was the nurse and she was stroking my dick.
I knew that I wasn't dreaming this, no dream ever felt as real as this.
I opened my mouth to say something, voice my concern, find out what was happening, nothing came out.
I tried again and managed a sort of gurgling sound, she was smiling, laughing even.

Then I heard words "don't try to talk, you can't.
You can feel just enough but you can't speak" she was unfastening her belt, it dropped to the floor and then she unbuttoned her uniform.
I looked around and saw that I was no longer in the bay, the curtains had been replaced with walls and a door, which was closed.
Her uniform fell open and I could see her body, she had beautiful tits, no bigger than my wife's'.
Through the haze of the drug I remembered that I was married and that I shouldn't be doing this.
I shouldn't allow this to happen and somehow had to stop it.
"Please stop, leave me alone" I cried, but nothing came out.
I began to feel panicked, utterly helpless.
I tried to sit up but couldn't move, there was no pain, I just couldn't move.

Now she was laughing. The evil bitch was sexually harassing me.
She peeled the uniform back over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
She stood before me naked all but her little black panties.
Her thumbs looped under the material and she pulled them down her thighs then lifted her legs through them in turn.
She stood there for a second and I thought that she'd finished, then she moved closer to the trolley and climbed on.
She crawled above me confident that there was nothing I could do to stop her.
Her tits were directly above my eyes, the nipples were hard and stuck out unapologetically, she lowered her breasts onto my face and dragged herself further upwards.
Now I could see her navel and I couldn't move.
She carried onwards until her cunt was directly above my eyes, I could see the folds of her labia and smell the sweet musky scent.
This was highly erotic but I can't do this I thought to myself "please stop" but nothing came out.
As I looked up at her twat I could see the glistening of her juice as it leaked out from her pussylips and she sat down on me.
My nose was pushed inside her slit and she began to rock herself backwards and forwards using my nose as a clit stimulator.
I could feel her cuntjuice as it ran over my cheeks and thought I was going to either drown or suffocate.
Then she lifted herself up letting me see her messy cunt, her hands came down and took hold of her lips, she peeled herself open and I could see right up her cunt.
She began to rub her clit with her index finger and I could hear her moaning.
Then she stopped and turned round, she was now facing my erect cock, her fanny was still directly above my face and I felt her take my dick into her mouth. I could feel the warmth of her saliva as her mouth engulfed it, gently pushing her tongue into my slit and then rolling it around the end.
"Oh please, stop this. I want this to stop now" but nothing came out.

I could feel her pubic mound on my chin and see her gaping cuntlips above my eyes, the role of her buttocks was just visible and then suddenly a torrent of piss gushed from her cunt.
I could feel the warm sticky fluid as it ran over my cheeks and settled under my hair on the pillow.
There was nothing I could do to stop her and as I lay there helpless she sucked and slurped on my cock.
I could feel the pressure building in my balls and a few moments later I started to spurt my jism into her hungry mouth.
Then without warning she got off the trolley and stood at the side of me, she leaned forward and lowered her face over mine, her lips pressed against mine and she opened my mouth with her tongue.
I could feel her filling my mouth with my own cum, "you bitch" I screamed but nothing came out.
She picked up her uniform, redressed and as she turned to face me said " I never liked this hospital and I'm resigning with immediate effect, goodbye Doctor Rogers".

A Milkmaid's Tale

By Luvverman

Our farm was the only place in the valley with cattle; they were still a bit of a novelty back then.
Everyone else kept goats and sheep so our cows made us good money for their milk.
That day father had said, 'Annie, you'll have to milk the cows today.
Bob's got to go to town. You're thirteen now. It's time you started pulling your weight outside the house as well.'

It would be the first time I'd ever milked the cows.
My sixteen-year-old brother Bob usually did it.

Dad's words made me feel all grown up and I remember asking him if it was as easy as milking a goat.
He told me that it was and that I'd get the hang of it quick enough, but if I had any trouble he'd be found on the Marrans Hill tending to the sheep.
I took the steel bucket and walked out through the muddy yard and into the cattle sheds where there were six dairy cows and a couple of heifers.
I filled their mangers with hay, collected the stool and approached my first cow, Matilda.
I sat down besides her, hitched my skirt up and slipped my knees under her belly and either side of her swollen udder the way I'd watched Bob do it.
Then I placed the bucket under her and with my right hand I grasped a teat; it felt warm and heavy.
Just like with the goats I began by closing my index finger around the top of the teat and pushing into the udder as I squeezed.
I pulled downwards and closed my other fingers gently inwards, grasping the rubbery teat firmly.
A jet of hot white milk spurted from the end and hit my boot with a squelchy noise.
I giggled to myself and tried again.
This time I managed to hit the bucket and the milk rattled against the bottom.

Again and again I emptied the teat into the bucket until I felt proficient enough to try both handed.
Holding the bucket between my ankles I bent forward and grasped a teat in each hand.
Simultaneously I squeezed and pulled and was thrilled at the ease at which it was working.

There was a loud bang behind me and I span around to see what was happening.
It was only a cow kicking at the pen but as I turned I must have pulled the teat away from the bucket and a jet of hot milk sprayed all over my lap.
The volume of milk in just one squirt was sufficient to soak my skirt right through to my panties.
I let go of both teats and sat there, dripping, looking down my wet lap.
Although I was cross at my stupidity, the feeling of the warm fluid soaking between my legs made me feel funny in my tummy.
As the warm milk ran down my thighs and puddled on the stool it felt a bit like I had wet myself.
It would take too long to go back to the house and change so I returned to my task.
As I continued though, my lap began to feel cold.
My skirt was wet and sticky so I rolled it up around my hips and continued working.
My crotch also felt sticky though so in the end I stood up and took off both my skirt and the wet panties, wiped my wet thighs and crotch and then rung them out and put them out to dry.
After I hung them up I stood still in the barn for a moment, conscious of the feel of the breeze against my exposed behind.
I suddenly felt deliciously and naughtily free.
I danced around a bit but then realised that I'd better get the milking finished.
I sat down again to continue milking, parting my legs either side of Matilda's udder, but I could not shake off the awareness of my naked and exposed snatch.
It was begging to be touched.
I felt so excited, like I wanted to pee but couldn't.
The warm milk splashed into the half-filled bucket and I suddenly had the most crazy daring notion to squirt that powerful jet on to my crotch.
I tried doing what I had done before, squirting the milk sideways but it was difficult.
The first jet went straight in my face, up my nose and mouth, making my hair wet too and the second try just went all over my t-shirt, soaking that too.
I sat there, dripping creamy warm milk, and decided there was only one way to get that jet onto my little snatch.

I moved the bucket from under Matilda then lay with my legs under her.
With one hand I reached upwards to her udder, grasped the teat and pulled.
The milk fired out at me and splashed over my thighs, I giggled and pulled at the teat again until it was aimed right at my pussy.
A creamy gush of milk burst its way between my pussy lips as I arched my pelvis upwards to feel its force.
A delicious tingling sensation grasped my crotch.
I had never known pleasure like it.
I think I must have gasped or moaned at the sensation.

Matilda was quite still and didn't seem bothered that I was milking her onto myself, she was just happy to be having her udder emptied.
I must have squirted myself at least ten times, enjoying the feel of the warm wet fluid as it ran over my thighs and belly.
I was wet, very wet but it wasn't from the milk, this wetness felt different.
I began to stroke my fingertips through my wetness and concentrated on the electric pulses as I touched myself.
Then I parted my legs and slowly started to rub. I inserted my finger between my lips and it felt fantastic.
I pulled my fingers back out and then spread the wetness around my lips and then through the cleft of my buttocks.
My pussy was tingling; it wanted something inside.
I touched the tip of Matilda's warm teat to the entrance of my pussy.
I wanted to engulf it, but it would be impossible like this.

I turned over and knelt down on the wet floor.
I reached behind and played with Matilda's teat as though it were a real penis.
It was almost touching my pussy now, so I lifted myself up and rubbed the end of the teat over my sopping lips.
I pushed myself backwards onto the teat and felt the end just penetrate me.
I grasped it tightly so as to make it firm enough to go further inside me.

I felt so dirty but it was a wonderful feeling to have this rubbery thing sliding into my pussy.
When it was fully inside me I clamped my vaginal muscles and was rewarded by a hot jet of milk squirting against the entrance to my womb.
The milk filled me then gushed out around the teat and down my thighs to the floor.

With my free hand I began to massage myself, I was in ecstasy.
I moved my hips back and forth, letting myself be fucked by Matilda's teat.
I could feel the hot milk filling me every time I clamped my muscles on it.
The milk ran out and cascaded over my massaging hand.
It felt as though I was wetting myself but the blissful feelings didn't stop.
Just then my stomach tightened and waves of throbbing pulses tore through me as I experienced my first ever orgasm.

Panting, I opened my eyes and realised what a state I was in.
I was naked from the waist down, my t-shirt was soaking and I was absolutely covered in milk.
I was kneeling in a huge puddle on the floor.
I pulled myself off of Matilda's teat which plopped out of me and stood up and mopped myself off with my skirt.
My legs were weak and shaky so I leaned against the railings between the pens.
I was still really turned on and began to massage my clit again.
There was so much milk still inside me that every time I felt my cunt muscles contract some flowed out and ran down my legs making a new puddle on the floor.

I stood there semi-naked, my legs parted and my fingers furiously rubbing over my clit.
I looked up for a moment and was horrified to see my brother Bob staring at me.
I'd been so tied up in my own world that I had never heard him enter.
I felt so, dirty and stupid but I couldn't move.
How was I going to explain this mess to Bob?
He moved into the pen beside me, not talking, just staring at my wet, naked body.
I stared at him, wild eyed.
Finally he spoke. 'Need a hand?'
'I, I...'
But he never let me finish.
He cupped one of my small breasts through the wet t-shirt.
He was watching my face for a reaction but I was far too embarrassed to do anything.
I felt his breath on my neck as he lowered himself down.
He started to kiss my wet breast through the t-shirt material and then he opened his mouth and started to suck on my rock hard little nipple.
The heat from his mouth was incredible, and those aching feelings came rushing back;.
He dropped to his knees and pushed his hand between my thighs, I was aware that he was doing something wrong, but it didn't seem to matter.
I didn't care; I just wanted to be touched.

As I looked down, I could not believe what I was seeing.
Bob was nuzzling and sniffing my pussy, licking the milk from it..
Then he took hold of my hips and turned me around.
He stood. Strong fingers parted my buttocks, almost painfully, I was forced forward and had to grasp the edge of the pen with both hands to stop myself falling.
I felt the tip of his hard cock butting against my pussy.
It felt good. Getting a good grip of my hips he eased himself in just a little more.
The feelings were so extreme that they were almost painful.
He then thrust himself in all the way, right up to the hilt as the next orgasm ripped its way through my body.

Bob thrust in and out of my wet pussy like a thing possessed and began to grunt as his orgasm built.
The only other sound was the sucking sound as his rigid cock pounded in and out of my cunt.
I pushed back at each of his thrusts and then he came in me, his cum mingling with the remaining milk inside me.
He pulled out, gasping, and I looked round at him with trepidation.
Bob was dripping with sweat and panting like a dog.
He didn't say anything, just tucked his cock away and left his little sister in the pen amongst the mess.

We never spoke of it afterwards but now I milk the cows regularly and when I'm nearly finished Bob normally stops by to help me.

Doglust

By Luvverman

It started as a bit of a joke.
I was in the pub with David whilst our girlfriends were shopping.
We were joking about female sexual demands and how us men never lasted long enough and only wanted to go to sleep when we'd done it just once.
David jokingly said that I should get my dog, Rasputin to shag her when I'd finished which would let me off the hook and I could go to sleep.
Just then the girls came back and the subject changed to what they had bought.
Zoe looked different but I didn't know why until she said "Well, do you like the new outfit?"
I realised that she was wearing completely different clothes from those she'd set off in.
The new outfit looked great, the rich green of the dress really showed off her eyes and long brown hair not to mention her perfectly proportioned tits and firm thighs as it cascaded towards her knee length boots.
She always looked great so I never thought to tell her.

Our conversation made me think about how Rasputin behaved; I recalled how when I first got him he would sometimes lock his forelegs around my legs and thrust at them when we played in the park.
I thought it was just because he was a puppy and strange new instincts were waking in him.
Then I remembered the first time we went to stay with David and Carla with Rasputin.
We were concerned that their dog wouldn't like him and it would be difficult.
In the event, it wasn't a problem, Rasputin and Mutley got on like a house on fire and Mutley was keen to show Rasputin who was the boss and tried to fuck him.
Mutley's penis surprised me with it's length, I had only ever seen the tip before when he cleaned himself, but this was at least four inches long and very erect.
Rasputin wasn't having any of it though and turned it back into a playfight.
David was disgusted that his faithful friend had gay tendencies or sexual tendencies at all.
His three year old collie had never been neutered and had not had much to do with other dogs before he met Rasputin.
I must admit I couldn't blame Mutley, Rasputin is an extremely attractive dog, half Alsation and half Japanese Akita with a luxurious coat and lovely expression.

I remembered that David would occasionally joke about tossing Mutley off and Carla would make some comment about how disgusting he was.
Zoe and I never thought it was actually true but we did wonder.
I kept thinking about David's bestiality idea and I can't pretend that I wasn't curious.
I can't even say that I didn't want to see what would happen if the situation arose and Zoe actually agreed to just let the dog lick her out.
My main concern was that it might affect Rasputin's temperament or attitude to us, not to mention how I'd broach the subject with Zoe.

The following day I told Zoe that I'd had a wank recently and Rasputin had tried to lick the cum off the back of my hand.
Naturally, I was shocked at his behaviour... Zoe just said that he was just trying to clean his master up and that seemed perfectly natural to her.
I said "well the next time we fuck he can clean the cum out of you, and you'll have no excuse for complaining that I stop as soon as I've cum.
You can get a good licking out afterwards".
She just laughed and said, "I'd like to see him try"!
That was the end of the conversation but I carried on thinking about it.

That night there was little enough on the television so we went to bed early.
Zoe was reading her latest Terry Pratchett and I was lying there thinking about Rasputin licking my cum out of Zoe's twat.
I reached my hand out until I felt Zoe's back, following the contour of her body I moved around her front and felt the swelling of her breast.
Her nipple was hard and I lingered, tweaking it gently between my finger and thumb.
Slowly I moved my hand away and ran it south, up over her hip-bone and down her thigh to the back of her knees where I dropped it down and pulled it back up her legs to her arse.
I gently probed my fingers between her legs until I felt the wispy soft hair on her pubic mound, my finger slipped easily between her lips and into her cunt.
Christ, she was wet, I wondered what she was thinking about, is Terry Pratchett writing erotica these days?

She moaned softly and I carried on with my gently ministrations.
I rubbed my finger over her erect clitoris, which had popped up to say "Hi there."
There was now a trail of slimy liquid that ran from her cuntlips and down between her buttocks, it was a real mess and my poor erect cock couldn't take any more.
I pushed myself forward and forced the tip between her legs, she lifted her leg exposing herself to my penetration.

We fucked gently at first then she said "let me get on my knees and you do me from behind,"
Well, I couldn't say no to my favourite position and watched her as she moved onto her hands and knees.
I moved in behind and with my cock in my left hand I pushed the fingers of my right into her and gently opened her gash to receive me.
Nice and slow at first and gradually built up to a furious pumping.
Zoe was screaming "fuck me, fuck me harder, fuck me like a dog", I kept thinking about the dog licking her out when I'd finished and before I knew it, I couldn't stop myself emptying my balls into her.

"Leave it in me" she said, "keep moving" she said, but I was finished.
There was sweat rolling down my face and my dick was going limp inside her, I was knackered and pulled my dripping cock from her cunt.
I knew that she wanted more and I knew that I was no good to her for at least half an hour, I also knew that this was the best chance I was ever going to get.

"Stay there and close your eyes" I said in my most authoritative tone, she didn't argue.
I started to gently massage her clitoris and she whimpered softly; "Rasputin" I called.
Within seconds the dog was on his feet at the side of the bed, tail wagging.
I patted the duvet and he jumped onto the mattress, tail wagging.
I patted him on the head and made a bit of a fuss of him and he tried to lick the cum off the end of my cock.
I moved his face to Zoe's sopping cunt.
She was still on her knees with her legs together.
The cum was leaking out of her and running down the back of her legs, Rasputin started licking behind her knees and then further up; then he was lapping at her cunt.
Zoe's moans had become louder, I took my hand away from her clit and left the dog to clean up my mess.

I stood at the side of the bed watched my girlfriend being licked out by my dog and both of them seeming to enjoy it and I felt my cock stirring.
Zoe had now parted her legs, lifted her arse and arched her back to let him lick right through the gap at the top of her thighs.
I think all of the cum had been licked off the outside but Rasputin carried on, seeming to know exactly where his mistress wanted to be touched by the end of his long tongue.
Zoe turned to look at me, she had a smile on her face "don't let it get out of hand" she said.

I was fully erect again and began to wank myself as I moved around the bed to see the spectacle from different angles.
Zoe's face was now buried in the pillow and Rasputin's was embedded in her slimy twat.
I could see everything perfectly, the view of Zoe's buttocks, and as I moved around, her cunt coming into sight was driving me mad.
I could see the dog's tongue lashing at her fannylips and then rolling over her arsehole.
Zoe's moans were at a height I never managed to achieve when I tongued her.

Rasputin was involuntarily thrusting his pelvis back and forward in fucking movements and I saw his cock was sticking out.
It was about three inches long and very pointed at the end.
I reached out with my left hand and touched it then began to run my fingers back and forth down it's length, which was growing rapidly.

Rasputin stopped licking and suddenly climbed onto Zoe's back locking his forelegs around her waist.
"Stop him" she shouted, "it's alright baby, he doesn't even know what he's doing.
He's only a pup and has never fucked anything let alone a person, it'll be ok and if it really bothers you I'll pull him off."

The dog was desperately jabbing his cock at Zoe's fanny but it was going nowhere near.
"What's he doing?" Zoe asked in a curious sort of way.
She didn't seem worried anymore.
"Well, he's thrusting at you but it's not getting anywhere near" I said.
"Ah, poor doggy" she said "push him on a little further so that he can touch my leg with it".
I was somewhat surprised by the change of attitude but was seriously turned on and complied with her wish.
I lifted one of Rasputin's hindlegs forward and then the other, he didn't even seem to notice me touching him and was lunging his cock at Zoe's cunt.
Now he was close enough to hit her thigh every time he jabbed at her, his tongue was hanging out of his mouth and his eyes were rolling - "this is doglust" I thought to myself.

Zoe spread her knees wider apart lowering her cunt nearer to the bed and pushed a hand between her legs to rub her clit.
I was standing to the side, just behind her arse and could clearly see the dog's cock as it thumped against her leg.
Zoe was now using her fingers to spread her surplus cunt juice around her labia and with every forward thrust Rasputin's dick touched the back of her hand.

I could feel the pressure building up in my balls and knew that I should stop wanking before I spunked again.
I moved around the side and took a closer look at the action. Zoe had now turned her hand around and was actually letting Rasputin's cock run through her fingers as he thrust towards her elusive cunt.
I don't know why, but I moved Rasputin's leg neared still until his cock was no longer moving out of Zoe's hand.
She was letting him fuck her hand.
"I want to let him put it inside me" she said and moved herself backwards whilst she guided the tip of his cock into her cunt.

As he entered her, her head raised up, she was in ecstasy.
The dog was humping frantically and in moments he was cumming.
He tried to push himself further into her but I'd heard about the knot and held him back.
I was so close that I could see the cum as it began to run out of her, down her legs and onto the bed.
It just didn't seem to stop. Zoe was now wailing in rapture and pushing back against the dog.
Rasputin was hammering away like his life depended on it, his eyes were rolling and his tongue was lolling from side to side with every thrust.
He was locked onto her and his forelegs nearly touched together under her waist.

After a few minutes of his furious assault, Rasputin finished humping and pulled his cock out of Zoe's cunt.
As he moved off her, there was a squelching noise and the dog's sperm squirted out of her and seemed to hang there in one long drip.
The dog was finished, he had lost interest in Zoe and lay on the floor cleaning his cock.
Zoe stayed on her hands and knees with her legs slightly apart.
There was cum dribbling down her legs all the way to her knees and she was panting like a bitch, "finish yourself off in me" she said.
I climbed onto her, taking over from my dog and in a few quick thrusts I spurted my cum into her already sopping cunt.

A Diary of a Slut

By Luvverman

Tuesday 23rd

Went to Safeway's at lunchtime.
Bought the usual groceries. Coco Pops for the kids, bottle of whisky for Eric, catfood for the cat etc, etc. Totally boring experience.
Then at the checkout I had my arse touched up by some builder.

I couldn't believe the cheek of the guy, but it did feel quite nice.
I pretended to be annoyed and glared at him.
He apologised and said that his hand had slipped.
Yeah right! I thought to myself.

Then I walked back to my Jeep pushing the full trolley and started to unload it into the back.
Whilst I was pushing the bags into the boot it happened again.
I felt the touch of this hand.
It sort of patted my arse but lingered.
I just knew it was the same guy and for some reason I let him carry on.

After a little while I stood up and turned around.
"My God, I thought you were my husband" I said.
"You dirty bastard, where do you get off doing that sort of thing to total strangers?" I asked feigning disgust.
"You've got a nice arse and I fancied touching it" He replied.
He had a smile on his face and absolutely no shame about harassing me.
"I should call the police and report you. I you'd end up in court" I said.
"Yeah, you're probably right, but you won't do that. I've met your sort before and you're gagging for it.
You're probably kicking around the house all day with sod all to do but wait for the old man to come home"

Now I was annoyed and before I even realised what I was doing I had slapped his face.
"Fuck me, that wasn't very nice" He said
"You're lucky I don't fuckin' drop you for that."
There was a tension that I was completely unfamiliar with, the whole situation was extraordinary and I wasn't sure how to react.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that" I said.
"Well, I know a way you can make up for it" He said with a snigger.
"Oh, come on now. This is ridiculous. Just what sort of woman do you think I am?"
"Look honey, I'll tell you what. I just want you to give us a little flash and we're quits. Come on, what about it?"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
He was young too, I'd say he was no more than twenty one.
He had piercing blue eyes and strong features.
I'd say he was tall, well built and good looking.

I didn't quite know what to do.
I was certainly horny from the fondling I'd received whilst loading my car and the hornyness of the situation, but this could be dangerous.
Besides, I'm a married woman with two kids.
Just then my dull life overwhelmed me and I said "Just what exactly do you have in mind"
"Now you're talking, I just want you to show me your tits"
"Oh, right and that all is it?" I said
"Well if you want more just ask and I'll see what I can do" he replied with a chuckle.
"I think a quick flash is enough, but no way am I exposing myself in Safeway's carpark.
You know anywhere secluded?"
"Oh yeah, you just follow me.
My van is just over there"
He pointed at a shiny Transit van with Mitchell's' Plumbing painted down the side in bold letters.
"OK, I'll wait for you at the entrance" I said and as he strode back to his van I climbed into my Cherokee and fastened the seatbelt.

I started the engine and set off for the exit.
My mind was racing. Was I seriously going to let this guy see my tits?
Where was he taking me? What if he raped me?
What about Eric and the kids?
I was so bored with getting up in the morning and cooking three breakfasts then taking the kids to school and seeing Eric for no more than a few hours in the evening and him always too tired to make love.

This was a wild trip, it was exciting and this guy made me feel wanted, Christ, I even felt sexy and I'd almost forgotten what that felt like.
"Yes, he could see my tits. I'll probably even let him touch them too." I thought to myself.

I waited at the roadside until the Transit appeared.
The driver grinned and winked as he gestured me to follow.
I unbuttoned my blouse and checked that I was wearing a descent bra.
I was, it was the black lacy one that Eric had bought me for Christmas.
I hoped that I'd put the matching knickers on too.
A quick check was all I needed to reassure myself that I was looking good.
Matching knickers and sheer nylon stockings... yes I felt confident.

I followed the van for about two minutes then the indicator flashed right, I slowed down and followed him up a dirt track.
At the bottom was a small estate of houses, none of them were completed and there were several other contractors vehicles dotted about the place.
I parked behind the Mitchell's van and stood beside my Jeep.
As the driver climbed down he said "come on luv, I'm working in this one and there's no one else in here."
Without a word I followed him through a doorway and into the part finished house.
"What are you planning?" I said.
"We'll go upstairs and you just show me your tits, that's it"

My God I felt so naughty, I was really turned on too.
I wondered if he could hear my juices squelching in my knickers as I followed him up the staircase and into an empty bedroom.

Once inside I undid the remaining buttons on my blouse and slipped it off my shoulders letting it fall to the floor.
"Phwoar, you're a darlin'" he said.
I laughed
"You like it? Want to see more?" I asked
"Damned right I do"
I unclipped the bra and pulled it over my right shoulder, he could just see the outline of my breast as I covered it with my left arm.
"Come on luv, I can't wait and this is a bad time to get shy." He said
"All in good time" I said.
Then I lifted the bra clean off and raised my hands above my head showing him my now erect nipples.
I ran my hands down over my tits and tweaked the hard buds.
"D'ya mind if I get my dick out and have a little play around?" he said.
I wasn't too sure about that. He'd not said anything about masturbation.
"Alright but you're not touching me, OK?"
"Anything you say luv. How about dropping the skirt though?"
"You are a naughty boy aren't you. Are you going to wank it off in front of me?" I said.
Wow, I was really into this and I decided that I'd like to see him do that.
A total stranger tossing himself off right in front of me.

He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper down, then he peeled them over his muscular thighs.
He wasn't wearing any underwear at all and his cock was huge.
It pointed skywards like a flagpole.
I reckon it must have been at least ten inches long and really thick too.
He pulled his T-shirt over his head and stood there, just comfortably out of reach.
His dick in his right hand, his jeans round his boots.
Then he began to glide his hand back and forth over it.
The foreskin peeled back, revealing the swollen head, all purple and angry looking.

I decided to show him my arse.
Well, he'd had a good feel in the carpark and seemed to like it then.
Now he was going to get a look too.
I unfastened the buttons at the top of my skirt and slipped it down past my butt and on to my knees, then I let it drop to the dusty floor and stepped out of it.
I was standing there in nothing but my shoes, my knickers and stockings.
I felt great.
He was out of control now, tugging away at his cock like his life depended on it.
"Oooh yeees, turn around and bend over for me" he said.
I slowly rotated myself and then when I knew he was looking right at my arse, I bent forward and touched my toes, pushing my butt out towards his face.

I was so gripped by my little show and getting really turned on myself.
I reached up my leg with one of my hands and found my gusset, it was soaking.
I was embarrassed about my wetness and wasn't sure if I should take my panties off but I wanted to.
I peeled them away from my cuntlips, drew them down my legs and stepped out of them.
Then not even looking at my builder, I picked them up and pushed the sopping panties under his nose.
He was still tossing himself furiously but that didn't stop him from taking a deep snort through the material.
"I want you to lie on the floor and play with yourself" he gurgled.
I followed his instructions exactly and knelt on the dusty floorboards parting my legs and rubbing around my sopping pussy.
I lifted my hips off the floor and gyrated my ass to give him a really good look as I parted my lips and inserted my finger deep inside myself.
"I'm gonna spunk" he grunted.
I looked round at his engorged knob just in time to see a thick jet of cum spurt from the end of his cock.
It squirted upwards and then landed just near my head, it was followed by another two and then to my surprise and horror, a round of applause.

I looked up and was horrified to see three men standing in the doorway. "Oh my God - what the Hell are you doing" I screamed.
"Hey, chill out baby, we just wanna look." Said the one at the front.
I felt totally exposed. I was frightened.
Caught frigging in front of some guy while he tossed himself off, it was terrible.
I didn't know what to do, I just wanted to get out of there and away as quickly as I could.
"Come on luv, we won't hurt you.
We just want a bit of what he got." He said pointing at his mate who was now standing up and sniggering to himself.
"We didn't do anything, I just stripped for him."
"We know luv, we was watching. Come on how about it luv?" he said.

It flashed across my mind that if they had the same show they'd let me alone.
"OK, but nobody touched me. Alright"
"Right on luv" said the man in the doorway as he moved into the room and walked past me followed by his two mates.
They passed a few comments with the original builder as they all stood together.

I plucked up my courage, closed my eyes and started thinking about how sexy I had felt just moments ago.
It worked and within seconds I was prancing about, giving the men views of my body that I could only imagine.

I walked towards the group and not one of them looked into my eyes, their gaze was totally fixed on either my tits or my pussy.
I stood just a few feet from them and began to run my hands over my breasts.
The nipples were hard as nails and I played with them for a couple of seconds.
Then I moved a hand between my thighs.
Feeling the soft skin and the wetness which was seeping from my cunt I began to massage my clit.
The men had dropped their jeans and were standing there, totally entranced and furiously pulling at their cocks.

One said "Lie on your back and stick your fingers up your cunt"
Obediently I lay down and began to rub my hand around between my thighs.
Then I inserted my index finger between my lips and pushed it in to my knuckle.

"Anyone got a hammer or anything?" I heard myself say.
What seemed like a very young lad delivered the hammer.
"You can stick the handle it in me if you like."
I couldn't believe I had just said that but I did.

The boy knelt down at my side and I parted my legs as wide as they would go.
The others were looking on in disbelief which made me feel dirtier than I'd ever felt before and I like it.

He guided the handle into my twat. It felt big but really good.
"Now, fuck me with it" I demanded.
The young lad began to pump the hammer in and out of me.
He was still wanking himself with his free hand and his tongue began loll out of his gaping mouth.
"Lick my cunt!" I demanded.

I was aware that the other men had all moved in for a closer look, one was wanking his cock just inches away from my face and the other two were engrossed in watching the apprentice fuck me with the hammer and then clumsily lick at my wet puffy lips.

By now I wanted cock, no, I needed cock.

I sat up and took hold of the nearest dick and guided it into my mouth.
The young lad let go of the hammer and backed away leaving it in still inside my cunt.
I turned myself around without letting the cock out of my mouth.
My arse was now facing the other three I let the cock slide from my mouth and heard myself say "Somebody fuck me!"

The hammer was pulled free and I was impaled on someone's cock.
"Ooooh" I sighed.
This felt fantastic and the dick was so hot inside me.
It was being used by someone who knew what they were doing too.
"Don't cum inside me. I'm not protected." I said to my fucker who was now ramming me so hard that I could barely keep myself from falling off my hands and knees.

I could see the young apprentice at my side and reached out to take his cock into my mouth.
I licked down it's length and then took it all into my throat.
The boy started to grunt and then his cum blasted into my mouth, filling me to bursting point I let my jaw drop and the jism flooded out onto the floorboards.

Next to cum was the guy fucking me.
His stroke quickened so that he was just jabbing into my pussy and then he withdrew in time for me to turn around and see him finish himself off with his hand and spill his load into my buttocks.
"Next" I cried as the slut in me was fully unleashed.
"Suck this..." I heard as the original builder presented my face with his erect cock.
I crouched in front of him, my knees wide apart and cum running off my buttocks and took his huge member into my mouth and began to suck.

I felt a hand run between my legs, the fingers gently parting my cuntlips and spreading my juices around between my thighs and buttocks.
Just then the hand pulled away and it's owner slid himself underneath me feet first.
I raised myself a little to give him easier access and then lowered my aching pussy onto his cock.

I was sucking one guy in front of me and fucking another underneath me, there was cum dripping off my jaw from the young lad and more between my legs from someone else.
This was the dirtiest thing I had ever seen, even in my husband's porno movies. I was in heaven and about to cum myself.

The pressure was building inside me, my pussy was on fire and waves of pleasure darted through me as I withdrew the cock from my mouth and began to wank it into my lips.
I forced myself down on the man under me.
I was gripped by the throbbing as I started to cum.

Just then the dick in my face let fly a burst of spunk which splattered across my nose and into my fringe and then another and another.
Cum was running off my face and down my body.
Over my tits and down my belly.
Pooling between my pussy lips and onto the man thrusting beneath me.
A second or two later he spurted his load deep inside my unprotected cunt.

Someone passed me a rag as I collected my skirt and blouse.
"Wipe yourself down with this." He said.
I mopped off as much of the cum as I could find and dressed myself.
Then whilst I straightened my hair I looked at the four deflated but satisfied men in front of me and said "That was fun, we must do it again sometime"

I left the house and went home to prepare dinner for the kids.

Jackie Part IV

by David

I didn't see Jackie for several days.
My parents kept on arranging family outings and I still wasn't brave enough to tell them that I had a girl friend.
The fact that Jackie was older than me made me think that they would disapprove and I was also worried that they would think that she came from the wrong side of the tracks.
It was unlikely that they would have heard of Jackie's reputation but nevertheless I kept quiet about the whole affair.
I had Jackie's phone number and phoned her at least once a day.
On the Wednesday afternoon her mother answered the phone and when I asked if I could speak to Jackie she said, "Oh, you must be David. I've heard all about you!"
I could feel myself blushing - for one crazy moment I imagined that Jackie had told her what we had got up to.
I stammered and mumbled into the phone and Jackie's mother invited me round for tea, saying how much she wanted to meet me.
I accepted and spent the rest of the day getting more and more nervous about meeting Jackie's mum.

I needn't have worried, because when I arrived at Jackie's house her mother was very friendly and made me feel at ease in no time.
She was also great looking - she was in her late thirties but still had a very good figure.
Her breasts were larger than Jackie's and a bit too big for my tastes but her face was still very pretty.
They say you should always look at the mother to tell how a girl would age, and if this was true then Jackie did not have much to worry about.

We sat and talked while we had tea and home-made cake and I was very relieved that I did not feel uncomfortable anymore.
Occasionally I would think about the sex that Jackie and I had had and wonder if her mum had any suspicions.
She seemed very broad minded and quite often made little remarks about teenagers fooling around and I began to think that she was quite aware of her daughter's lifestyle.
Every time her mum went out of the room Jackie and I seized the opportunity to kiss and fondle each other and once her mum caught us kissing but she just laughed and teased us.
I was getting very turned on as the afternoon went by and the bulge in my trousers was getting quite conspicuous.
I thought that I caught Jackie's mum looking in that direction a few times and kept my legs crossed with my arm over my lap to hide it.
Thinking about it now it probably just made it more obvious!
Jackie and I needed to be by ourselves and after we had helped clear away the cups and plates and things we told her mum that we were going for a walk in the woods that were at the back of Jackie's house.
As soon as we were deep in the woods and all alone I could not stop myself grabbing Jackie and kissing her passionately.
Very soon my hand was under her T-shirt and I had her bra undone and could fondle her breasts.
She pressed against me and moaned and I reached down and started to undo the buttons on her shorts.

Jackie reached down and took my hand away. "Don't, we can't," she said, "I've started my period".
At least that showed that she wasn't pregnant but I was disappointed at not being able to touch her.
We found a nice grassy spot to lie down on and held each other close as we kissed.
Jackie's hand slipped down to my trousers and squeezed my crotch.
I unzipped myself and exposed my penis and Jackie stroked it gently, running her fingertips lightly up and down the shaft.
She avoided touching the head and soon I was intensely erect, aching for her hand to grip me more firmly.

Jackie kept up the light teasing until I could stand it no more, I took her hand and wrapped her fingers around the glans.
She looked down and giggled.
"Look at it," she said, "it looks ready to burst!"
She held the shaft tightly near the base and squeezed - the glans swelled even more, the skin stretched to almost unbearable tightness.
I groaned and Jackie could plainly see my anguish.
She lay down beside me and kissed me.
"You really want to come badly, don't you?" she whispered.
I nodded frantically. She kissed me again and smiled and then pushed me onto my back.
I thought she was going to take hold of my penis and jerk me off but instead she sat up, undid my trousers fully and to my surprise pulled them completely off.
Jackie moved down and sat level with my knees.
She took my penis in her hand and lifted it up from my stomach, holding it vertically in the air.
Then she did the most stunning thing, something that I could scarcely believe - she bent her head and gently kissed the tip of my cock!
I gasped and my whole body jerked with my startled reaction.
I had heard about oral sex but surely it was just the subject matter for dirty jokes; no girl would ever really do it!
Jackie looked up at me and saw the look on my face.
She grinned at me, "Don't worry, I won't bite!"
She lowered her head again and I watched in amazement as she kissed the tip once more, the moisture seeping from the slit coated her lips with a slippery film.
I moaned as she covered the glans with soft kisses, bending the stiff shaft this way and that so that every part of the head could received the touch of her lips.
She let go of me briefly and moved to lie between my legs before lifting my penis up once more - Jackie kissed the tip again and then her lips parted and she started to lick me, lapping her tongue over the glans until it was wet with her saliva.

I was paralysed - the sensation was exquisite but the visual impact was even more unbelievable - I watched in ecstasy as she kissed and licked my cock, looking up at me from time to time as she did it, aware of the total power she had over me.
Jackie paused, "Does it feel good?" she asked.
I gasped a response, "Oh, Jackie, its fantastic!" She lowered her head again and I expected more kisses but this time Jackie opened her mouth and took the tip of my cock between her lips. She tried to take more but my glans was hugely swollen; Jackie struggled to get her mouth round it, her lips almost enveloped the flared ridge but I felt the touch of her teeth scrape exquisitely on my glans and she backed off. She slipped her mouth from me and looked up, "Its too big!" she gasped. I had no reply to that and Jackie bent her head, taking the tip into her mouth once more. I watched her cheeks pull inwards as she sucked; I lay back groaning with pure pleasure as Jackie took the shaft of my cock in her right hand and began to pump it vigorously as her lips suckled on the head. I abandoned myself to the wonderful sensations and all too soon I felt my orgasm rising rapidly. I cried out, "Jackie, its coming!" and expected her to pull her mouth away but she kept sucking and her fist moved even faster.
I realised that she wasn't going to stop - she was going to keep going until I came - I was going to come in her mouth!
"Aaaah, Jackie, Jackie!" I groaned, my hips jerking upwards, straining to push deeper into her mouth.
She looked up at me again, her face was flushed and perspiring and she had a wild look in her eyes, willing me to come.
The ecstasy reached an impossible level, my fingers dug into the ground by my hips and I erupted; I could feel a thick flood of sperm gushing through my shaft, pouring into her mouth.
Jackie's head jerked but her lips never left my cock;
I squirted my semen endlessly and Jackie's hand slowed, pulling in perfect time with each delicious spurt.
Gradually my orgasm subsided - Jackie kept her mouth tight on my glans as it pulsed and throbbed between her lips, her finger and thumb circled the shaft, gently milking and coaxing the last drops from me.

Jackie slipped her lips agonizingly slowly from my tingling knob; our eyes met and I watched her calmly and deliberately swallow, once, twice - she smiled at me and her lips parted; every drop of sperm was gone! I could scarcely believe it, she had swallowed it all and I knew I had ejaculated like a firehose!
I couldn't speak; my heart was thumping in my chest and I could scarcely move.
My cock lay fat and semi-erect on my stomach, still twitching feebly and dribbling semen.
Jackie moved up and lay beside me; I could smell my sperm on her breath when she spoke.
"That was wonderful," she sighed, "I thought I was going to come myself".
I was totally wiped out - my wildest fantasies had been exceeded by several dimensions.
I clung to her and she snuggled her face into my neck.
"Did you like it?" she asked.
"Oh God, Jackie it was... I never dreamed..." I was at a loss for words. "She giggled, "I'll take that as a 'yes' then!"
After a while my curiosity got the better of me and I had to ask, "What does it..., um, what does it taste like?"
By way of reply she lifted her head from my shoulder and kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth.
I couldn't really taste anything other than a slight saltiness.
"Can you taste it?" she asked.
I shook my head. Jackie looked down at my penis and the pool of watery semen that had collected in my navel.
She dabbed a finger in it and held it to my lips. I recoiled at first but she urged me on.
I figured I owed it to her not be squeamish, after all, she had swallowed a whole mouthful.
I opened my mouth and she slipped her finger inside, I sucked her finger and swallowed but there was hardly enough to taste.
"Be brave!" she said and wriggled down my body, moved my penis to one side and sucked up all the liquid from my navel. Jackie crouched over me, a wicked grin on her face, and lowered her mouth onto mine.
In trepidation I parted my lips and she let the fluid trickle into my mouth.
I tasted a tangy saltiness and swallowed, a peculiar taste in the back of my throat took me by surprise but it was not unpleasant.
Jackie saw my startled expression and laughed, "Now you know!"
I pulled her to me and kissed her again; the eroticism of what she had done had got to me and my penis was once more in a state of rigid erection.
I fondled her breasts and tried to undo her shorts but she was adamant and pushed my hand away.
When I persisted Jackie took my hand and placed it purposefully on her left breast, took my penis tightly in her hand and started to jerk me off.
I was hopeful that she would use her mouth again but it was not to be, her hand moved rapidly and expertly and when I started to pant and gasp she pushed me onto my back and sat up to watch the sperm shoot high into the air as I came.
Although coming again after such a short respite I still managed five or six good spurts which elicited an appreciative "Wow!" from Jackie.

We tidied ourselves up as best as possible.
My second ejaculation had gone in all directions and there were several damp patches on our clothes that would need some explaining if our parents saw them.
Hopefully they would dry quickly in the warm summer air.
We walked back to Jackie's house and on the way a lot of the conversation dwelt on oral sex.
I kept asking her for reassurance that she really had enjoyed it.
At one point she took my hand and pressed it to the crotch of her shorts.
"See," she said, "I'm soaking aren't I? I wouldn't be if I hadn't enjoyed it!"
She was indeed very damp between her legs.
"Would you let me do it to you?" I asked.
She grinned at me. "Wait till my period's finished first!"

Jackie Part III

by David

I met Jackie at the Trocadero cafe at 2 o'clock on Saturday.
We had a few drinks and fed some money into the jukebox while we discussed what we wanted to do that afternoon.
I would have been happy to do anything as long as Jackie was with me.
She was wearing tight jeans and a pale blue blouse.
The blouse was quite loose and didn't hug her figure the way the T-shirt she had worn the previous day had done but now that I knew exactly what her breasts were like I found it to be very sexy.
Occasionally as she moved the blouse would be drawn tighter over the tips of her breasts and the raised profile of her nipples would show through.
Each time this happened I got a delicious thrill in my groin and my penis would surge in my trousers.
We held hands as we talked and I was very proud to be in public with such a beautiful girl.
I hoped that one of my friends would see us but it didn't happen.

Jackie and I had a great deal in common and as we talked I tried to figure out whether what I felt for her was 'love'.
I was definitely besotted with her but I realised that it might just be the sex.
I certainly liked her as a person, she was clever and amusing and we got on together fantastically.
I was fairly certain that she felt more than just casual friendship for me.

After a little pause in the conversation Jackie said, 'Have you thought about yesterday at all?'
'I haven't thought about anything else!', I replied.
'Well,'she said, 'I have a little surprise for you'.
She reached into her hip pocket and took something out.
Holding it in her closed fist she reached across the table for me to take it.
I held out my hand and she dropped something into my palm.
I stared at it for several seconds before I realised that she had dropped a condom into my hand.
I quickly closed my hand around it and looked around to see if anyone had noticed.
I know I was blushing like an idiot and Jackie laughed, 'Don't worry, nobody saw'.
'Where did you get it?'I asked.
She told me that she had got it from her mother's handbag.
I was a little surprised at first that her mother would have such things in her possession.
'Won't she find out its gone?'I asked.
'I don't think so.
There were quite a few in there and I shouldn't think that she would keep count.'

I hoped Jackie was right. I put the condom in my pocket feeling very excited.
My head was spinning with the thought of being able to use it.
'Is your mother at home this afternoon?'I asked.
'Don't be too eager!'Jackie teased me.

Jackie told me a little about her family.
Her father had died when she was only ten years old and she and her mother were the only members of the family.
Her mother had occasional boyfriends, hence the condoms, but did not seem keen to get married again. Jackie told me that her mother would be working that evening but would only leave the house at six o'clock.
We arranged that I would come to her house soon after.
We left the cafe and went to the movies.
Because we knew that we would be seeing each other in the evening we only kissed and cuddled in the movie theatre and there was no repeat of our first experience.
I think we even watched some of the movie!

Just before six I set off for Jackie's house having told my parents that I was going to go round to see my friend Nick.
Nick was due to return from his summer holidays and I felt confident that they would believe my story.
As I walked to Jackie's house I must have put my hand in my pocket to check that the condom was still there about a hundred times.
I was very relieved to find that Jackie was all by herself and that her mother had left for work on time.
Jackie must have known how excited I was but she played a little game with me, asking if I wanted to watch TV, was there anything I would like from the refrigerator, was I thirsty, did I want to listen to music?

She kept this up for about ten minutes before she let me kiss her.
As soon as our lips met her mood changed and she kissed me hungrily, her mouth opened and her tongue darted against mine.
I pulled her hips towards me so that she would feel how hard I was.
Jackie put her hand down to my crotch and explored the bulge.
'Can we go in your room?'I asked.
She nodded and I climbed the stairs two at a time.
We wasted no time and Jackie and I stripped off our clothes as fast as we could.
We fell onto her bed and held each other close, kissing passionately as our hands roamed over each other's bodies.
I was very eager and soon pulled away from her and reached for where my trousers lay on the floor.
I fished the condom out of the pocket.
'Don't go too fast,'she said and took the condom from me, placing it on the bedside cupboard.
She lay back on the bed and parted her legs.
'Touch me', she said and took my hand and put it between her legs.
I knew what she liked and set about caressing her soft lips, sliding my fingers into her, getting my fingers slippery wet with her juices before I touched her clitoris.
I sat upright on the bed beside her so that I could see what I was doing.
When I had touched her before I had not actually seen between her legs.
What I now saw was intoxicating.
Below the patch of soft blonde hair her inner lips were swollen and pouting.
I was amazed at the colour between them - I had expected a pale pink and was startled to see a deep red.
I was fascinated - I slid a finger into her, she squeezed her muscles and I could both see and feel the flesh surge and grip round my finger.
Jackie wasn't at all embarrassed as I studied her, perhaps she knew how much she was educating me.
I saw the little pee hole and how the flesh round it swelled and bulged as she contracted her muscles.
I imagined her squeezing like that when my penis was inside her - I knew it would make me come instantly!

Jackie reached down and placed her fingers above her pussy and pulled upwards, exposing her clitoris.
The bud was beautiful - I gazed at it, open mouthed, it looked like a glistening pink pearl nestling in the soft folds.

I heard Jackie whisper, 'Please - touch it'.
I withdrew my finger from her and gently stroked the pearl, coating it with a film of her juice.
Jackie shivered and cupped her breasts in her hands as she pushed her hips upwards.
I caressed her the way she had showed me and Jackie jerked and twisted, crying out as her pleasure rose.
A steady stream of fluid seeped from her, wetting the tops of her thighs as she twisted and turned. I stroked and stroked and Jackie loved it, 'Yes, don't stop, its wonderful!'

I kept going for a long time; several times she seemed almost ready to come but never quite got there.
My fingers were getting tired and I decided to try something different and slid two fingers inside her and rubbed her clit rapidly with my thumb.
Jackie went wild, her hips started to jerk uncontrollably and very quickly she started to come, emitting a long shrill cry as her pussy clamped hard on my fingers.
Pulsing contractions threatened to push my fingers right out of her and I imagined how fantastic that would feel on my penis!
The previous time she had squeezed her legs together but now she spread her legs wide and it felt as if her pussy was trying to turn itself inside out.
I pushed my fingers hard into her and was rewarded with an amazing spurt of hot fluid against my palm.

Jackie cried out and grabbed my hand, pressing it hard into her crotch as she came.
I looked at her face, she was flushed and grimacing in ecstasy, tears trickling from the corners of her tightly closed eyes.
Her orgasm slowly subsided and Jackie let go of my hand.
I moved my fingers slowly inside her for a moment until she reached down again and stopped me.
'Oh God, that was fantastic!', she sighed, 'you did that just right'.

I was elated at having given her such a wonderful orgasm but my penis was now so hard it was almost painful.
The head was so swollen that the slit gaped open, oozing a constant trickle of fluid.
I reached for Jackie's hand and put on on my erection.
She smiled up at me, 'Your turn now!'
She sat up and took the condom from the bedside cupboard and passed it to me.
I had no idea how to open the packet and fumbled about with it for a while before Jackie giggled and took it from me.
'Lie down', she said and pushed me onto my back
. I watched her tear the wrapper open and remove the flimsy rubber.
Jackie held the tip between her fingertips and reached for my penis, lifting it up from my stomach.
I watched fascinated as she placed the condom against the head and deftly unrolled the latex over the glans.
It was very tight and the constriction and the touch of her hand on me felt wonderful - for a moment I felt panic as I thought I might come before she had even unrolled the rubber down the shaft.
I think she may have been able to tell how turned on I was because when she had finished putting it on she lay beside me and kissed me and kept her hands well away from my penis.
'You haven't done this before, have you?'she asked.
I shook my head. Jackie smiled and kissed me softly.
She lay back on the bed.
'Come here,'she whispered and held out her arms, her legs sliding apart.
I moved over her, my knees between hers, and lowered myself to her.
She reached down and took my penis and guided it between her legs, nestling the tip between her lips.

I pushed against her and Jackie moaned as the glans slipped into the tight mouth.
She let go of me and her hands went to her breasts, squeezing them tightly as she sighed, 'Oh that's wonderful!'I pushed and pushed and slowly worked the full length into her.
Jackie was so wet that it was much easier than the time before, and having the condom on seemed to stop me from wanting to come too soon.
I paused deep inside her, relishing the incredible sensation of her flesh gripping tightly round the base of my cock.
I kissed her; she parted her lips and our tongues slithered in and out of each other's mouths.
Slowly I started to move my hips, barely an inch at each stroke, gradually increasing the thrusts until I was sliding almost half the length of my cock to and fro.
'Oh, yes, that's it, do it like that!'Jackie groaned and spread her legs wider, tilting her pelvis up, inviting me take deeper strokes.
The sensation was unbelievable but what thrilled me most was that I was making love to her properly, thrusting my cock in her tight, willing flesh over and over again without feeling that desperate urge to come.
If I pulled out too far the tightness of her pussy on my glans was too intense, also if I pushed too deep I would feel a rapid rise in sensation, but steady 'half' strokes I could maintain easily.
I watched Jackie's reaction - her eyes were tight shut and she panted and moaned as I thrust inside her.
I was supported on my outstretched arms and could see almost all of her slender body beneath me.
Her hands moved constantly on her breasts, squeezing and pushing them together on her chest, occasionally pinching and pulling on the erect nipples.
Watching her was too exciting for me and I felt myself surging rapidly towards orgasm.
I slowed almost to a halt. Jackie opened her eyes,'You're wonderful!'she said and held my hips, pulling me deep into her.
I stayed quite still, waiting for the exquisite sensation to recede.
I lowered myself onto Jackie's body, feeling her soft breasts against my chest and she put her arms around me and hugged me tightly.
'Mmmh,'she murmured, 'that feels so good'.

She wriggled a little beneath me and I felt her lift her legs up; her feet caressed the backs of my legs.
Jackie lifted her legs even higher until I felt her heels on my buttocks, I sank deeper into her as her pelvis tilted upwards.
I groaned with pleasure.
Jackie giggled and put her hands on my buttocks, pulling me harder against her.
'Does that feel good?'she asked.
'Oh, yes!', I gasped, 'its fantastic!''
'How about this?', she said and I felt her pussy squeeze hard on the base of my cock.
My groan of ecstasy told her everything and she squeezed again and again.
I was amazed at how strong her grip could be. I started to move in her, very slowly, withdrawing almost completely on each stroke so that the glans could receive wonderful pulses as she squeezed.
The feeling was unbelievable - her pussy felt like a soft mouth nibbling and sucking on the tip of my cock.
The ecstasy rose rapidly and I couldn't hold back any longer - I pushed into her and thrust and thrust, faster and faster, hearing Jackie crying out as I shoved my cock into her as deep as it could go.
I heard myself calling her name over and over - I gave a tortured cry as the thrill grew to an unbelievable pitch.
I gripped Jackie's shoulders, buried my face in the pillow beside her and ejaculated in the most glorious orgasm of my life.
The feeling was so intense that I couldn't thrust anymore - I pushed my cock in her up to the hilt, crushing my groin against hers, my hips jerking in uncontrollable spasms as I released each exquisite spurt of semen.

Jackie clung to me, 'Oh, yes - yes!'she gasped, gripping me with her legs, her fingers raking down my back.
I came so hard and for so long that I thought that I would pass out - I heard a roaring sound in my head and I could scarcely breathe.
I collapsed on Jackie's body, my cock jerking and throbbing inside her long after I had stopped spurting.
As I gasped for air I felt Jackie squirming underneath me and her hand pushed between our bodies.
'Lift up!', she said, and when I did she held the base of my penis, keeping the condom in place as I withdrew.
'It might leak', she instructed.
I was in awe at her experience, she was so in control of what what was happening and was teaching me more than I could have imagined.
I pulled quickly out of her, wincing at the sensitivity of my glans, and flopped beside her on my back.
We both looked at my penis, it was still erect, and the tip of the condom bulged with semen.
'Wow!'Jackie exclaimed, 'look how much there is'.
She sat up beside me and started to remove the condom, pulling on the tip while she rolled the rubber along the shaft, her finger and thumb encircling my penis.
She was as careful as possible but could not prevent some dribbles of semen escaping and falling to my stomach.
Jackie slipped the condom from the glans and held it up, surveying the evidence of my ejaculation.
'The teat's not nearly big enough!'she said, waving the condom in front of my face.
Certainly the teat at the end seemed woefully inadequate; semen filled the bottom of the condom to a depth of about an inch.
'You're amazing!'she said, and reached down and gave my softening penis a squeeze.
I felt very proud; from what I knew about other boys I was aware that I was above average in certain departments.
When we showered in the changing rooms it was obvious that my penis was not lacking in size.
A few boys had ones just as long but none could match the size of my glans.
I never joined in the games that some of them played that involved competitive jerking off but had sometimes watched.

When they came they usually produced three or four spurts that travelled about eighteen inches at best; I could usually spurt ten times or more and propel semen for yards when I was really turned on.
I had worried that girls would be put off by it and it was a great relief to find that Jackie seemed genuinely fascinated by my performance.
She played with the condom, squeezing the end and squishing the semen about before she unrolled a few inches and tied a neat knot at the open end.
'Its a good job we had this,' she laughed, 'there's enough here to make a dozen girls pregnant!'
I didn't find this as funny as she did; the thought of making her pregnant gave me a sudden surge of panic - what if some had leaked out before I had withdrawn?
'You don't really think there's any chance of you getting pregnant do you?' I asked, trying to disguise my anxiety.
'Don't worry,'she assured me, 'I should start my period soon, I wouldn't have let you do it if it was a dangerous time'.
I must have looked perplexed and Jackie gave me a quick account of when a girl was most fertile; something that we had never covered in biology lessons.
She wrapped the condom in a tissue and asked me to take it away with me when I left - it wouldn't be too good if her mother discovered it, and flushing them down the loo was not reliable, apparently they sometimes resurfaced!

It was time for me to make my departure as I wasn't allowed to stay out very late.
Both of us got our clothes back on, interrupted with frequent kisses and caresses.
I would have loved to have stayed with her all night and it was with great reluctance that I gave her a last kiss and headed for home.

As I ring her doorbell

by Nick (UK - MAY 99)

As I ring her doorbell, I take in the sights and sounds of suburbia.
It is a quiet, everyday English street, the time is somewhere between lunch time and mid-afternoon.
The sun is bright and high in the sky.
For some reason, this time of day is important.

Before she answers, I already know much about her.
She is slim, attractive and in her mid-forties - and at the peak of her sexuality.

I know she will be wearing only three garments.
A tight and revealing white T-shirt, and a criminally short mini-skirt which barely conceals an uncomfortably tight pair of thin, white cotton knickers beneath.
She has been wearing them constantly for the past 24 hours.

Another instruction she will have carried out is to start playing with herself for the hour prior to my arrival.
She has been strictly instructed NOT to bring herself to orgasm, and only to massage herself through her clinging, gussetless panties.
Today, only I am allowed to touch her delicate flesh.

This also important - I know her pussy will be moist, fragrant, delicious to taste.

Also prior to my arrival, she has thoroughly washed her bottom with soap and water, making it clean and soft like a babys.
The thought of pouring warm, thinned treacle slowly onto her trembling, exposed anus as she moans at the sensation makes my semi-erect penis press uncomfortably against my tight jeans.

I can feel pre-come dampen my pants, as my cock twitches painfully in anticipation.
My mouth however, is bone dry.

I hear footsteps approach, a white shape grows behind frosted glass.
The door is opened a crack, and she beckons me inside, hidden from view in the darkness beyond.

She is everything I imagined.

Her glorious mature breasts, freed from constraints, swing lower and more naturally, her bullet-hard nipples protrude all too clearly.
Her sun-staved milky white thighs are beautifully displayed, courtesy of the clinging mini-skirt that accentuates her rounded, womanly rear.

Breathlessly, I invite myself into the living room.
Just as this is the time of day that I want to fuck, the living room is the place I want to fuck.
On the carpet, the hearth rug, amongst the upholstery, the arm-chairs the coffee-tables over which respectable conversations are normally conducted.
All of this too is important.
Even the smell of furniture polish.

I instruct her to sit opposite to me, both of us in easy chairs. It has always been a fascination to me, how women are so adept at concealing their underwear when sitting in short-skirts.
It is a subject I wish to learn more about.
Do women practise this manoeuvre from girlhood?
Are they aware that men always look up in vain, for brief and tantalising glimpse of tight, white panty vee, succulently framed between fleshy thighs?
Do they ever deliberately allow men, or even women, a glimpse by pretending to lean for some object, and thus allow a momentary view?

I ask her to cross and un-cross her legs repeatedly, as I stare keenly between her working thighs for a sight of my prey.
She is adept at hiding her assets, so I ask her to deliberately show me a quick flash as she carries on.
Smiling, she complies with practised expertise.
The sight of the white pantie-vee appearing and disappearing is intoxicating.
I know it is warm, heavily perfumed with her glorious, natural fragrance. I know beneath, her vagina is soaking, clinging stickily to the material.

More importantly, I also know that unlike all those other snatched views in the past, this time I will soon be actually able to see this perfect pussy for myself.

I groan slightly at the thought.

My dick is now almost fully erect - making a crude and obvious bulge.
My pants feel as wet as hers must be, and Im concerned the dampness will become visible.
I realise that if I dont loosen my flies soon, Im going to come prematurely by quite some margin.

Its apparent in this case, that I will have to be pleasured first.
The treasured moment of kneeling before her, ordering her to lift her tiny, schoolgirl skirt, and then pealing off and pulling down to her ankles her tight damp, knickers, inhaling that glorious aroma of a womans full sexual arousal, revelling in the sight of a seasoned, beautifully prepared pussy gaping pinkly it will be a moment worth waiting for her.

I order her to the bathroom, she returns with a towel and a tube of baby oil.
I stand, and ask her to loosen my belt, and take my jeans off.
She does this quickly and with out ceremony or comment.
I take off my own shirt, as she kneels and removes my socks.
Dressed only in my pants, my straining bulge is now just inches from her mouth, the damp patch now clearly visible, the equally familiar aroma of male sexual arousal mingles in the room with her own scent.

I resist the all-consuming urge to pull my pants aside and her T-shirt up, before erupting on to her face and exposed breasts with a few quick jerks, and somehow manage instead to continue through with my initial plan.

The towel is laid out on the floor, and I kneel down on it on all fours.
She moves behind me and without a warning, yanks my pants down to my bended knees and making my engorged cock slap against my belly.
The cooling sensation of air against my exposed hotness is wonderfully soothing.

This undignified position of kneeling, whilst she, still fully-clothed, leisurely viewing my exposed arse and dangling balls, makes me feel incredibly exposed and vulnerable.
I feel humiliation.

She initiates my favourite blow job, knowing its leisurely build-up will prevent me from an early ejaculation.
This is done by applying pain before pleasure.

With equal roughness and lack of warning, she quickly reaches down and grabs my swinging, exposed balls.
The pain as she mercilessly squeezes and cajoles them takes my breath away, and I feel as pinned as a dog does when grabbed by the vet in a similar fashion.
I know her grip will not be released, until she has made me come.
The squeezing continues, and I gasp desperately as the pain is expertly kept on the right side of tolerable.
As the minutes slip by, she begins to scold me sternly, accusing me of being a dirty boy, and of enjoying the pain, rather than accepting it as the punishment it is intended to be.
Her treatment becomes rougher; she punctuates her tirade with extra nasty tweaks, pausing only to cruelly slap my exposed, quivering testicles, which makes my hidden cock head gape, and me cry out.

Her free hand begins to spank my exposed bottom, softly and almost tenderly to begin with, but soon becoming a stinging assault from which I cannot escape.
Soon, my pinkening arse is throbbing as much as my balls, but she shows no mercy and calls me more names, as she continues to squeeze and spank.

Mercifully, she pauses. I can hear her panting from behind with exertion, but Im too busy thinking about my pains to enjoy the sound.
A coldness against my bottom- the baby oil - The relief as she rubs it softly into my burning skin is unbelievable, and I jabber thanks pathetically.
Her soothing hands stray from my contracting buttocks, and instead rub oil over the sensitive area between my balls and arse, then the balls themselves, and her grip loosens slightly.
Next I feel the oil rubbed into my bottom crack, and over my hole.
The feeling is wonderful - silky smooth yet dangerously vulnerable.
She can see my most exposed parts, (although she has yet to see my penis - an important moment), yet she is still fully dressed, her treasures still fully covered.
More pre-come seeps from my neglected member, and pools on the towel beneath with splashes of baby oil.

I feel the thick, slippery nozzle of the bottle suddenly press forcibly against my anus, and I tense desperately, although I know it will only worsen the pain of what is to come.
The agonising thrust does not arrive, although the stretched-out seconds waiting for it are pure torture.

Slowly, she works it in inside me, an inch at a time, and slowly twists it in, her treatment of my balls now soft and playful.
For the first time, her finger and thumb stray from their "squooging", and slowly encircle the base of my slippery, iron-rod dick.
They squeeze and contract a while, before beginning to work up and down my burning shaft with a slow deliberateness.
A few seconds of this and I will ejaculate my spunk with such force and volume, that I am genuinely concerned that the mess will be too big a job to clean up.
When I come for the first time, I really come.
She pauses, knowing this, and squeezes some oil from the embedded bottle deep inside me.
I feel some seep out and run over my balls and thighs.
The feeling is wonderful, almost like how a woman might feel when a man squirts deep inside hershe withdraws the bottle.

Without warning, she sticks a finger deep inside me.
As she does this, the playful toying with my testes is replaced with more familiar roughness.
She calls me more names, this time punctuating her remarks by jabbing her finger accusingly.
It is heaven and hell. Im almost in tears.

Soon. I will come.
With or without my penis being touched, I will come. I tell her to stop, and tell her I am ready.
She nods understandingly and removes her finger, but lightly keeps hold of my aching balls.
She signals to the nearest armchair and leads me over to it by the balls.
She places the towel on the chair, and bids me to sit low with my legs wide apart.
Eyes almost blurred with total excitement, I comply and she kneels close in front of me between my thighs.

It is the first time she has seen my penis.
Shes so close I can feel her quick breaths against its heat. It is as erect as is possible to be.
Eight inches, thick, uncircumcised, glistening with sex and quivering almost imperceptibly.

She gives a final sweet smile, lowers her head, and guides it into her mouth.

It is like liquid silk - pure, warm, sexual joy.
Her tongue is light and playful, and focuses mainly on the rim of my cocks head.

Her playful touch returns to my balls, and her finger resumes a more gentle exploration of my anus.

It is with three separate sensory delights, that I am quickly and finally released, crying out aloud like Im a dying man.

Seconds pass, my breathing returns to normal, and I manage to open my eyes.

I barely have the energy to crane my aching neck and look between my dead and lifeless legs.
Beyond my slumped and cream-covered penis, she is wiping thick, tangy come from her cheek and eyebrow.
She smiles again.

Now its her turn.