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Better Eat Your Wheaties
by The Woodpecker
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As I drove home, all I could think about was sinking my
cock into Laura's tight twat, watching my flesh slip
through her bush and come back out glistening. My
secretary had worn a white cotton summer dress which did
little to hide her lacy push-up bra and high-cut French
panties, and my hard-on had raged all day. I locked my
door and jerked off during lunch, but sprang back to
attention as soon as Laura came back from her break.
Now, even as I was getting closer to home where my
girlfriend, Anna, was waiting, I was getting hotter and
hotter for Laura. I pulled to a stoplight and smiled at a
redhead in a car pulled alongside, lightly rubbing my cock
through my pants, fantasizing a threesome. By the time I
pulled into the driveway, I could hardly walk with the
cramping in my groin from my containment.
The door was locked when I tried the knob, so I assumed
Anna was at the store or something. I dropped my briefcase
on the sofa, pulled off my shoes and socks, and stripped
off my shirt as I walked to the kitchen for a beer. I took
a can from the fridge, and as the door swung shut, it
slapped my rampant cock, pinching my balls and sending me
to my knees.
"GodDAMNit!" I moaned, sitting on my heels. I breathed
deeply for a minute, then opened the beer and drained it.
I took the container to the bag of aluminum cans and
crushed it, dutifully, before dropping it in. Anna was
adamant about recycling, and had been known to withhold
certain things if I didn't go along.
The stinging in my groin had subsided a bit as I walked to
the back windows overlooking the apartment complex pool. I
pulled the curtains aside and stared down at the few women
down there at this time of day. Secretaries and cocktail
waitresses, mostly, bronzing themselves in hopes of angling
for a promotion. I knew a few of my neighbors from
spending weekends with Anna by the pool, but, of course, I
didn't get very far with my partner's watchful eyes.
I rubbed my cock a bit as I gazed at the oily bodies, but
it wasn't helping much. Where was Anna? I felt like I'd
explode soon, but I wanted help. After a few minutes I
left the window and headed for the bedroom. Maybe a nap
would do some good.
As I arrived at the end of the hall, I heard the front door
open. I turned and walked back toward the living room as
Anna called out.
"Hello? Jack?" she said, as bags rustled.
"Hi, hon. Shopping?" I saw Anna with two grocery sacks
and another large plastic bag in her arms. "Let me help
you with those."
"Sure," she said, handing me the brown paper bags. "Just
put those in the kitchen." She brushed by me down the hall
with the other bag.
"What'd you get?" I asked, putting the groceries away.
"Just a skirt," Anna's voice came from the bedroom. "Leave
the hamburger out--I want it to thaw."
I put the food away and took two beers from the fridge.
"Did you have a good day?" I asked as I carried the drinks
to Anna.
"Okay. How about you?" she said, meeting my embrace as
she came out of the room. She was wearing a new red skirt,
slit high up her left thigh.
"Tough," I said, and sealed my lips over hers. We kissed
for a few minutes, and then Anna broke away and spun around
with a wink.
"Dinner first, Jack." She cupped my balls, smiled, and
took a beer from my hand. "You need to keep your strength
up."
After the last of the wine had been poured and the last of
the spaghetti sauce mopped off our plates with bread, we
sat across from each other in the candlelight. Anna put
her feet in my lap and I massaged them, occasionally
clamping my cock between them. Finally she started rubbing
me on her own. I took her hand and began sucking her
fingers. Soon she tipped her head back, her brown hair
cascading around her shoulders, and her eyelids began to
flutter. I was about to take her to bed when she stood up.
"Wait. Stay here. I'll call you." Anna hiked up her
skirt and cupped her mons through her red satin panties for
a moment, then turned and left the room.
I sat for a moment, then stood up and took off my pants and
boxers. I gripped my engorged cock and stroked a couple of
times as I waited. I found myself thinking of Laura's wide
hips and tiny panties as I jacked off. I had coated my
head with pre-cum when Anna called me back.
The bedroom door was closed. I knocked and opened it.
Anna was lying on the bed in a new outfit, legs spread wide
and her hands on her cunt. She stared at me as I walked
in; I stared right back. She wore a black lace camisole
which strained to hold her magnificent 36C tits, black
stockings held with garters, and a g-string which she had
twirled around her fingers and pulled up into her slit.
She licked her red-painted lips and gasped as she pulled
the fabric across her clit.
"Do it with me," she whispered. "Sit down over there and
masturbate with me."
"At least get me started," I said, walking to the bed.
"I've been waiting all day, babe." I ran my fingers
through Anna's hair.
Anna sat up and licked the first pearls from my cock,
lapping like a dog. She looked up at me for a moment, then
sucked just the head into her hot mouth. She ran her
tongue around the purple crown, then stroked down the shaft
twice. She pulled her teeth over my skin as she pulled
back and released, then stroked me a few times.
"Now you're on your own," she growled. "Sit down and
watch."
Reluctantly, I walked across the room and laid back on the
easy chair facing the bed. Anna fell back on the bed and
reached down between her legs. She tickled her inner
thighs with her red fingernails for a bit as I struggled to
hold my jism. She brushed across her labia with one hand
as she pulled the g-string tighter into her pussy. She
began breathing heavier and pulling harder against her
button, clenching her toes and biting her lower lip.
"Do it, baby. Fuck yourself," I encouraged, stroking
quicker but lighter, hoping to hold back a few minutes
longer. "Put your fingers in your cunt. Soak yourself in
your cum."
Anna slipped the fingers of one hand under the sopping
fabric and lifted the other to her breasts, kneading them
alternately and twirling her rock-hard nipples. Her
aureloae were becoming puffier through the lacy camisole
and the nipples were growing red. My cock was growing
redder as well.
Soon Anna was groaning, and I was echoing her. I kept
talking to her, urging her to release. "I'm gonna fill
your hot little twat, Anna, shoot you full of cum," I
grunted.
Anna opened her blue eyes and gazed at my cock. "Oh, I
need it, I need to be full of cock, oh, God." She licked
her lips and stared at me. She smiled. "Jack, I think
you're going to like this," she said, and reached up under
the pillow, her hand emerging with an eight-inch dildo.
"Watch me, Jack, watch me pump myself."
Anna stretched her legs wider apart and pulled the g-string
aside. She held the dildo up in the air, twirling it in
front of her, and put the tip in her mouth, sucking it as
she'd just sucked me. "Don't you wish it was you?" she
said in a teenager's voice. She held it lengthwise along
her pussy and rubbed it up and down, covering it with her
cream, before quickly thrusting it up her distended
channel.
"Ooooooooooooohhhhhhh," we both moaned simultaneously. I
could feel my balls churning as she slowly turned the
surrogate cock in her twat. Anna's fingers flew over her
tits as she fucked herself, her head jerked from side to
side. She mashed the dildo up her cunt as I slowly eased
my hand up and down my cock, squeezing tight to prevent my
climax, preserving the delicate pain for the last possible
moment.
Finally Anna pushed the dildo slowly into her cunt and
brought both hands to her shoulders. She sat up and pulled
the straps of the camisole down, freeing her tits to lift
to her mouth. She sucked each nipple in and nibbled,
bouncing up and down on her knees to move the shaft between
her legs.
I was almost at the point of no return when she stopped and
laid back down again. "Cum in my face," she said. "Come
over her and splash your cum on me." Her hands went back
to the dildo, yanking on it furiously.
I stood up carefully and walked over to the bed, stretched
my leg over her, and kneeled on the bed, my ass on her
breasts. I was about to stroke when I had a better idea.
I moved down a bit and laid my cock in the soft valley
between her fleshy mounds. I reached back and gathered a
bit of her cream from her cunt and spread it on my cock,
then pulled her tits together and began slowly rocking my
pole through the warm channel.
"Oh, yes, fuck my tits," Anna moaned, lifting her head to
graze my cock with her tongue as it emerged. Her arms
rubbed against my legs as she continued to ream herself
with the dildo. I let my thumbs brush over her nipples as
I squeezed her tits together, causing Anna to scream with
ecstasy. The moment was upon us.
Anna bucked underneath me as her orgasm came, jamming the
plastic cock deep into her cunt. Her head fell back as my
cum began to spurt, splashing against her chin and smearing
back between her tits. She managed to raise her head
enough for my last two jets to hit her on the cheek and
lower lip, which she licked off quickly with her flashing
tongue. I fell forward, catching myself against the wall,
and thrust my cock against Anna's mouth. She sucked me in,
pulling the last of my semen into her throat, lightly
twirling her tongue on my sensitive rod and pulling another
small shot out. I rolled over next to her and reached down
to her pussy, gently jacking the dildo in her to produce
her second and third orgasms. She turned her head and we
kissed deeply as we recovered.
We whispered for a while, holding each other, stroking each
other's backs, arms, and legs, and I asked her when she
decided to buy the dildo.
"I was over at Cindy's today, and we were . . . well, we
were watching this tape she rented, and there was this
really slutty star in it who got herself off with one.
Both Cindy and I got wet watching her do it, and we both
just looked at each other and said, `We've got to get one!'
So we went to an adult bookstore and made our little
purchases. By then we were so hot and excited that we
drove the car into the woods and--"
"And what?" I asked, my cock already primed for action
again.
"Well, we masturbated for each other. With each other.
She got her dildo out and we pulled our panties off and
just went at each other. I haven't done that for years,"
she murmured. Seeing my incredulous reaction, she smiled.
"I know you think I'm rather inexperienced, but in college,
my roommate and I were pretty raunchy together. It's just
with men, Jack."
She curled herself down to my groin. "I really do like
men, Jack. Especially you." Anna sucked my cock into her
mouth and cupped my balls as she pulled. I slid my hand
between her thighs and ran up to her still-plugged pussy.
I twisted the dildo and she jumped as I pulled it out. I
licked some of the juices off and laid it aside, shifting
my head to her twat. I ran my tongue up and down her pussy
lips, letting it flick down in between occasionally, and
poked at the hood over her clit. Anna began moaning again
and pulling harder at my cock as I tongued her slit.
"Oh, God, fuck me, fuck me Jack, fuck me with your tongue,
make your tongue a cock, poke me with it, oooohhh." She
squeezed my balls and put a finger on my asshole, gently
twirling the tip on my puckered sphincter. I followed
suit, gliding her cream onto her rosebud and rubbing.
Soon she was about to pull another load from my thick cock
and I had my face buried in her twat. Anna sat up and
broke our sixty-nine by kneeling on her hands and knees,
her ass facing me. She tilted her head to look at me,
reached back to pull the g- string taut, and then let the
elastic snap back down. She spread her legs slightly and
growled. "Fuck me like a dog. Treat me like an animal."
I kneeled on the bed behind her and slipped my hand under
the g-string. I ran my fingers from the top of her ass,
down her crack, and then into her wet pussy. I pushed one
finger in, then a second, and finally a third. Anna began
moaning as I thrust my hand in and out of her slit, my
little finger brushing her clit now and then. I bent down
and put my tongue on her anus, sending spasms through her
body, her tits shaking as they hung. I laid my cock
against the black lacy camisole crumpled at her waist and
thrust against it, leaving little pellets of cum on the
fabric.
I removed my tongue from her asshole, and when she moaned
in despair, I licked my thumb and thrust it against the
tight muscle. She pulled away at first, then pushed back
against my touch, forcing the digit just inside. I eased
it farther in, and soon it was buried, moving in tandem
with the fingers in Anna's cunt. I put my other hand on
her breasts, lightly squeezing and rubbing the soft mounds,
sticky with my cum.
Anna grasped my cock and began squeezing it again, stroking
it to incredibly rigidity. "Fuck me, Jack, fuck me now!"
I pulled my fingers from her cunt but left my thumb in its
tight clamp. I crawled around behind her and put my cock
at the entrance to Anna's slit. I teased her a bit,
putting glancing blows from my cockhead on her pussy, until
she reached through my legs and gripped my balls.
"Now, you fucker, slam it into me, cram me full of your
cock!"
I pushed my hardon slowly in about an inch, then shoved
quickly to full depth. Anna's back arched, and then she
began rocking back against me, taking my cock in as far as
she could before sliding back down. I thrust my thumb in
rhythm with her strokes and fingered her clit as we worked.
"You're so fucking wet and gorgeous," I moaned. "You're
soft and juicy and tight, God, I'm gonna splash you full
until it runs down your long tan legs." I pumped with Anna
now, pulling almost out of her as she rocked away, then
slamming my balls against her pussy as we crushed together.
"Fuck me harder! Harder! Get me, dirty fucker! Get up
me, get in me, slam me, oh, God, Christ!" Anna collapsed
on her chest and I fell on her back as we came, bound
together in climax and lust. I thumb-fucked her ass as I
came, bringing Anna to multiple orgasms as we thrashed.
A few minutes later, we rolled to our sides and disengaged.
I began to pull my thumb out, but Anna held my hand where
it was as she pushed the dildo back in her cunt once more.
I rested my cock on her leg as she slowly fucked herself
once more, until she came quietly, falling back against me,
sharing her juices from the dildo in a long French kiss.
I was almost asleep in her arms when she whispered, "Laura
called today."
I jerked awake to see Anna's smile. "What did she say?" I
asked, humbly.
"She said she thought you'd need some help when you got
home. Seems that after lunch, she smelled something funny
in your office and it hit her what it was at about four
o'clock. That's when I went to get this outfit."
"Well," I said, "She's a damn good secretary, that's for
sure. Tends to my affairs real well."
"Um, one more thing." Anna reached under the pillow again.
"She said you might want these." She handed me a pair of
white lace panties and a card.
I held the garment dumbly for a moment, then looked at
Anna. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation. "Go ahead,
open it!" she said. "Read it out loud."
"Dear Jack," I read,
These are for being the best boss I've ever
had. I noticed your "problem" this morning
and it really got me hot. I want you to hold
these up to your face and breathe my musk.
Then taste me. I came in them for you at
lunch. I masturbated over you, Jack, thinking
about your huge rod stabbing deep into me. I
hope you like them.
Love and hugs,
Laura
Anna bent down and began sucking me off. "Sounds like my
kind of girl, Jack."
I stared down at Anna, saw her gazing at me as she massaged
my cock with her lips. "You aren't mad?" I asked.
"Breathe her, Jack. Taste her. This is part of the deal.
She called, remember." She began sucking for all she was
worth. I held the lace to my nose and breathed deeply,
licked the fabric, tasted Laura's sweet juices, and
immediately came in Anna's mouth. She crawled up to my
mouth and kissed me.
"Share and share alike," she said, taking the panties and
holding them over her face. She breathed deeply for a few
seconds, then stood up. She grasped the thin straps of the
g- string and pulled them down over her legs. Anna bent
down and took the black lace and dabbed at her pussy. Then
she wiped my cock with the g-string and squeezed,
saturating the fabric with our juices.
"Give this to Laura tomorrow," she said. "And invite her
for the weekend." She put the balled-up g-string in my
hands and laid down, back to me. She closed her eyes and
soon was asleep.
I laid awake for an hour, contemplating my situation. I
grew another hard-on, a record I'm sure. "Not again
tonight," I thought. I needed to keep my strength up.
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