Subject: Tamara Makes a Deal (MF) 
Written by: <hit4cycle4@yahoo.com>
Posted by: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>

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I've known Tamara for several years, and although she is ten years younger than 
me we have always had a bit of a flirtatious relationship.  Tamara has always 
felt comfortable in confiding in me and I have always considered us friends or 
maybe slightly more.  Tamara is well built with a very rounded butt and an 
overall nice figure.  She wears her hair just shorter than shoulder length and 
changes the color to suit her mood.  I've always been partial to her swings 
through blond or red.  About 7 years ago, Tamara approached me at a party and 
asked me to step outside to talk.
 
Tamara was wearing a low cut black blouse, which looked terrific with her very 
light blond hair.  I was busy eyeing her cleavage when she began to discuss her 
problem.  Tamara and her husband Mark were trying to have a baby.  Tamara 
explained they had been trying for almost a year with no success.  I provided 
some reassurance that things would surely improve and suggested that they 
consult with a doctor.  Over the next several months, I received several e-mails 
a week from Tamara.  Sometimes she asked questions, but mostly she wanted 
someone to reassure her that everything would be fine.  Then one day she e-
mailed with news that would alter our relationship.
 
Mark and Tamara had finally gone to see the doctor and discovered that Mark's 
sperm count was extremely low.  The doctor had suggested some potential 
remedies, but left Tamara with the sense she was unlikely to ever become 
pregnant from Mark.  She was devastated at the thought of never having a baby, 
but even more concerned about Mark's reaction to being infertile.  I provided 
words of comfort, but knew they provided little relief.
 
For several more months Tamara e-mailed almost every day.  Sometimes upbeat 
about a new remedy, and then downtrodden when nothing worked.  Tamara's doctors 
had begun to suggest artificial insemination or the possibility of a sperm 
donor.  However, both options were somewhat beyond Mark and Tamara's limited 
means.  One afternoon, Tamara e-mailed me with news that Mark was so depressed 
that he had begun skipping work and drinking heavily.  She feared their 
relationship would not survive the strain.  I suggested that we meet for lunch 
the next day.
 
Tamara arrived looking absolutely delicious.  She was wearing tight blue jeans 
and a sleeveless blouse that showed lots of cleavage.  We sat down to eat and 
immediately the discussion turned to her failed attempts to conceive.  Tamara 
had hinted before that I should just "step in and pinch hit for Mark," but 
always in a joking context.  Now she began to seriously ask for my help.  At 
first, she talked about ways to artificially accomplish the task.  She suggested 
various silly methods of having me come in a jar or masturbate into a condom and 
then sheepishly added, "unless you would be willing to do it the old fashioned 
way."  I knew she was dead serious and I was horny as hell, so I agreed to meet 
at her house later that afternoon.
 
When I arrived Tamara was still looking hot, but was obviously very nervous.  
She began by negotiating some ground rules.  Although desperate to get pregnant, 
she was trying to limit the "cheating" nature of our rendezvous.  She insisted 
on no kissing, a dark room and only undressing enough for "access."  She only 
wanted to take off her jeans and panties, but nothing else.  We discussed 
secrecy and then headed for her spare bedroom.  She was avoiding her master 
bedroom, out of a desire to keep our tryst completely separate from her 
marriage.
 
Watching Tamara pull off her jeans was enough to get me rock hard, and although 
she insisted on removing her panties after getting under the covers, I had no 
doubts that I would be able to perform.  I abided by her rules, but I made sure 
I was facing the bed when I dropped my pants and shorts.  Tamara made no effort 
to hide her eyes and got a nice long view my cock.  I climbed into bed and began 
to massage and tickle Tamara's inner thighs.  I was pleased to find her pussy 
already quite wet, and I worked my fingers over her clit for several minutes, 
enjoying the slick feel of my new toy.  I think Tamara began to enjoy the 
stimulation a little too much, so in a quiet little voice she pleaded with me 
to, "just get on top and do it."  I pushed Tamar's legs apart and positioned my 
cock against her labia.  I pushed the head slowly into her waiting pussy while 
marveling at the tightness of the fit.  I decided to take my time and proceeded 
to screw her at a slow methodical pace.  My cock isn't huge, but I was soon 
pushing deep enough with each thrust to touch Tamara's cervix.  Obviously, this 
was a new sensation as she muttered, "Oh my god," as I reached areas heretofore 
inviolate.  I prolonged my pleasure as long as I could, but finally I quickened 
the pace and shot a huge load deep in her pussy.
 
To maximize our chances of success, I told Tamara she needed to lay still and 
let my cum work it's magic in her womb.  I stayed inside her until my cock was 
completely limp.  Although, Tamara was still not relenting to kissing or 
affection, I positioned myself so that our faces were side-by-side and I turned 
my head so that my breath fell on Tamar's neck and ear.  After about ten 
minutes, I withdrew and rolled over on the bed.  Already feeling my cock 
reawaken, I suggested we wait a few more minutes and then fuck again.  Tamara 
seemed astonished, but accepted my offer under the pretense that it would help 
our chances of success.
 
For the second act, I decided to push the rules slightly.  I entered her and 
began to thrust deeply with nice quick strokes.  I then ran my hands under 
Tamara's shirt and massaged her breasts through the material of her bra.  With a 
slight twist, I undid her front bra clasp and freed her ample boobs.  Still 
covered by her blouse, she tolerated my intrusion.  She had closed her eyes and 
tipped her head back when I entered her; now she began to exhale a cute yelp 
with each thrust.  I picked the pace up further and began to thrust wildly in 
and out.  With each stroke, I would pull almost completely out and then plunge 
back down ending when I felt the head of my cock fully compressed against her 
cervix.  Without warning Tamara yelled, "Oh shit," and then came with a flood.  
Tamara writhed and bucked underneath me as I too came hard.  Tamara was a 
"squirter" and had literally soaked the bed when she came.  Tamara stammered an 
apology for not warning me before the flood.  She then explained that she almost 
never had orgasms during intercourse and she hadn't considered the possibility 
beforehand.  I assured her that I enjoyed myself and then climbed off to clean 
up.
 
As we walked to the door, Tamara suggested we meet for the next four days to 
cover her ovulation peak.  I was eager to oblige and dutifully filled her honey 
hole with my seed every afternoon.  Tamara still insisted on minimal nudity and 
no kissing, but I convinced her that we needed to use several positions to 
increase our odds of success.  She seemed to particularly enjoy being penetrated 
from behind while on her hand and knees, as this position generated flooding 
orgasms with regularity.  After our five-day sex marathon, Tamara continued to 
e-mail me every day and within a week she reported a positive pregnancy test.  I 
congratulated myself on my good work and decided to negotiate a bonus.
 
As I received e-mails off and on throughout the pregnancy, I mentioned to Tamara 
that my good work deserved some sort of bonus.  At first she ignored my joking 
references, but as her due date approached, she finally asked what kind of bonus 
I was seeking.  I told Tamara I wanted her "completely at my control" for one 
night.  I would pick the clothes and the place; and I would take her in any way 
that I wanted.  She would be my sex slave for one entire night.  Tamara objected 
and insisted on rules similar to our first liaison, but I held firm with the 
knowledge that she really wanted to buy my silence with this little bonus.
 
A couple of months after the baby was born, Tamara invented a fictitious "girls 
night out" and met me in a local restaurant.  She had dressed exactly as I had 
instructed; a short red sundress with spaghetti straps, no bra, no panties and 
red heels.  Her breasts were huge from feeding the baby and her nipples were 
clearly visibly through the tight fabric.  After dinner we headed for the hotel 
room I had rented for the occasion.  Once inside, I plied Tamara with champagne 
and prepared her for our evening.
 
My first priority was to free the twin peaks from their fabric prison and see my 
entire prize.  I wrapped my arms around Tamara and backed her into the bed 
kissing her passionately.  As she sat on the edge, I reached down for the hem of 
her dress and inched it up her body.  Even after the baby, she had a gorgeous 
ass and strong firm legs.  I continued revealing her inch-by-inch until my hands 
were sliding over her tight, full breasts.  I marveled at her areoles, which 
were the size of baseballs and a deep reddish-brown in color.   I pulled her 
dress over her head and then knelt down between her legs.  I kneaded her breasts 
with both hands as I pushed my face between her thighs.  Tamara laid back and 
for the first time exposed herself completely to me.  She had shaved her pubic 
hair completely and her pussy lips were puffy and full with a dark coloring.  I 
ran my tongue up and down her labia and then focused on her clit.  I wasn't 
surprised when she admitted that this was her first experience with oral sex.  I 
drove my tongue into her vagina occasionally, but continued to suck and lick her 
clit.  After several minutes, she grabbed my head and began grinding against my 
tongue and then exploded in a tremendous orgasm.  Although I was prepared for 
usual orgasmic flood, the volume of her emission and the salty-sweet taste 
captivated me.  I emerged from between her legs soaked and with a raging hard-
on.
 
Tamara was clearly entering new territory sexually.  She pulled me on top of her 
and began to lick my face and mouth clean.  Just a few months before, she had 
resisted kissing as too intimate and now she was devouring me like a giant piece 
of candy.  I repositioned Tamara on the bed as she begged me to, "please do that 
shit again."  I told her that I would do even better and I rolled her on top of 
me into a sixty-nine position.  She quickly found a comfortable spot and began 
to grind her pussy into my face.  I slipped my hands up her back to her 
shoulders and slowly bent her down towards my cock.  I don't think she had ever 
given a blowjob before, but what she lacked in skill, she made up for with 
enthusiasm.  Although she rarely took much of my cock in her mouth, she licked 
her way up and down my shaft and then held just the head in her mouth circling 
it with her tongue.  We continued to lick and suck each other until Tamara drown 
me in another orgasm, causing me to blow my wad directly into her sweet little 
mouth.  Overcome by her desire to please me, she held her lips tight around my 
cock and sucked every drop of cum out of me.  Caught between swallowing and 
spitting, she simply sat up and let my cum drool from her lips, landing in long 
strings on and between her breasts.
 
I rolled Tamara on her back and began to rub my cum into her big full breasts.  
Milk was already leaking from her nipples when I bent down and sucked one into 
my mouth.  Her milk was warm and sweet and I eagerly drank it in.  After working 
a breast for several minutes, I switched to the other and soon had both dripping 
like leaky faucets.  I continued to squeeze milk from both breasts as I slid my 
cock into Tamara's waiting pussy.  The sensation of sliding up and down against 
Tamara's slick wet breasts was mind blowing.  I quickly picked up the pace and 
with a frenzied set of thrusts, dropped my load in Tamara's cunt.  We both 
laughed at the fact that we used no birth control and that Tamara could easily 
become pregnant for a second time.  We finished the night with Tamara on top, 
riding my cock to a final orgasm while I milked her breasts with both hands.
 
Tamara never allowed me to have her in such a total and intimate way again.  
During her second and third pregnancies, she did allow me to continue fucking 
her right up to her due date and she has improved her blowjob technique a little 
over time.  We continue to have unprotected sex to this very day, and Tamara and 
Mike now have 3 healthy boys.  For my part, I gained a steady fuck buddy who 
still wets the sheets every time she cums.

THE END

  
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