The Teacher Does Her Assignments
by Nancy and RLM
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World History Class:
Nancy Norvell was walking back and forth in front of the
students in her 3 PM 12th grade World History class. As she
lectured about the precipitating causes and event leading up to
World War I and the ineffectual manner in which the leaders of
the world had handled those events, she knew that every boy in
the class was thinking more about her shapely legs clad in her
beige nylons and the sexy 3-inch heels she was wearing than they
were about the assassination of Archduke Ferdinand.
As she moved from one student to another, she could feel the
boys' eyes following her movements. She also knew that the boys
who were out of her line of sight on the side of the room had
their eyes locked on her undulating buttocks, which were
perfectly outlined by her tight black skirt. Nancy could feel
the nipples of her firm 34B breasts trying to punch holes in her
tight black stripped blouse.
At 5' 7", 128 lbs, with short auburn hair and shining green
eyes, she was a striking woman partially because she worked out
in the gym twice a week and walked every day to stay in shape,
but also because of her openly sensuous attitude. Her tight
skirt, blouse, nylons, and heels were examples. It was the last
class of the day, and Nancy was perfectly aware that ever since
she had entered her first class at 9 AM that morning, the boys
were circulating word that Mrs. Norvell was dressed hot again
today.
Stopping directly in front of Bobby Jackson, she saw that his
eyes were alternating between the indentations her hard nipples
were making in her blouse and the flare of her hips in her tight
skirt. It was obvious that he was doing his best to try see
right through her clothes to the delights beneath. Moving her
feet further apart in an openly provocative stance, she put her
right hand on her jutting hip and said, "Bobby, you're not
listening to a single word I'm saying. It's no wonder you're
close to failing this class."
Knowing that he had been caught staring, Jackson did his best
to cover up. "I'm listening Mrs. Norvell. Really. I was just
trying to keep every thing you're saying straight."
"You were studying the important things? Is that what you're
telling me, Bobby?"
"Yeah... the important points... I was... was trying to ... to
study them."
Nancy moved closer... no more than a foot away right in front
of the handsome male student who happened to be the left halfback
on the football team. With his face no more than a foot away
from Mrs. Norvell's pussy, he couldn't tear his eyes away.
Leaning over allowing her blouse to fall away from her chest,
Nancy said, "If you're listening to what I've been saying, tell
me Mr. Jackson, what was the Maginot Line the French were relying
on during the war?"
When Bobby raised his eyes, all he could see were Mrs.
Norvell's sexy tits that were now more than half exposed as she
leaned over. He could almost see her nipples... god... if she
would just lean over a little more... his cock was now almost
fully hard.
"Well, Bobby. Are you going to tell what the Maginot Line was
or are you just going to sit there with your mouth open but no
sound coming out?"
The class laughed, particularly the girls in the class. "I
think... I think the Maginot Line was a line of trenches
surrounding Paris," Bobby whispered. There were giggles of
laughter from the girls and even some of the boys.
"Really... a line of trenches you say. Can you tell me what
phosgene is and what it was used for during World War I, Bobby?"
"Yeah... yeah... phosgene was something they put in the food
for the soldiers to make them not so afraid to fight."
'Interesting... all right everyone. For the next 15 minutes, I
want all of you to write a short essay on the Maginot Line and
the use of phosgene during the war... be certain to state whether
you agree or disagree with Mr. Jackson's view. You have 15
minutes... starting right now!"
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As my students began to write, I retreated to the sofa I used
while the students worked or took a test. Opening my notebook
and placing it on my knees, I almost couldn't restrain my
laughter as Bobby and several other male students were trying to
write the essay while watching my legs. I couldn't resist... to
tell the truth, I really didn't even try to resist. Slowly I
opened my knees so that more and more of my thighs came into
view. Bobby stopped writing completely and just stared. Several
other boys were having increasing difficulty.
Five minutes into the 15 minutes I had given the class, I had
my legs open enough so they could see my sexy black patterned
panties. None of the boys on the front row were making any
attempt to write the essay. Bobby and another boy were staring
and trying to adjust their pants.
I felt the moisture seeping into my panties, which were already
very wet from flashing students most of the day. But now I was
doing more than just flashing... I was letting them see my
panties. I wondered if they could see my cunt through the thin
fabric. I was almost certain that the boys were hard, and I was
absolutely certain that I was throbbing.
With two minutes left, I laid my notebook on the couch and
leaned far to the side. In the process, I spread my legs wide
open and kept them open for most of the remaining time. When the
15 minutes were up, I closed my legs and stood up. I thought I
could hear some of the boys groan.
"All right everyone. Time's up. Turn in your papers. Now."
As they handed them in, I saw that none of the boys on the front
row had managed to write more than a few lines.
With the day's classes now over, I stuffed all the papers into
my briefcase and beat a hasty retreat to the ladies room. Once
inside a cubicle, I locked the door and frantically yanked up my
skirt and shoved my panties down around my thighs. Leaning over
the toilet with the lid closed, I spread my legs wide open. A
moment later, I had my fingers stroking my sex trench and clit
stopping only to finger fuck my excited pussy.
I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning as I rubbed my
throbbing clit. Bobby was between my thighs, his pants down, his
hard cock out. He was aligning it with my pulsing sex hole. His
hips snapped forward driving his shaft into my slick, wet cunt
hole. In my mind's eye, he fucked me hard and fast... telling me
to hump my ass and to spread wider. It only took a minute or so
before my cunt and clit erupted in convulsive orgasm. Juices
poured from my excited pussy and ran down my thighs as my hips
thrust back and forth in hot fuck motions. As I was cumming, I
imagined that Bobby Jackson was shooting his load into my waiting
vagina.
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Medical Problems and Menopause:
After 20 years of service, my husband, Mac, retired from the
army and started a new career as a construction foreman. It was
a good choice, and he has done it successfully from the start.
Unfortunately, his military service and all the awful things he
had seen began to work on his mind until he reached a point that
he was having great difficulty achieving erections. Shortly
after the turn of the millennium in 2000, Mac became impotent.
At first, he gave me a lot of oral sex and used his fingers in
an effort to take care of my sexual needs, but he couldn't do it,
and finally just gave up. After that, I masturbated a great
deal... so much in fact that once our oldest daughter Cheryl
walked into my bedroom and caught me finger fucking my hot hole
furiously. I saw her out of the corner of my eye, but I was too
close to orgasm to stop. She continued to watch with her hand
between her thighs until I had convulsed in an intense orgasm.
When I finally collapsed to the bed, exhausted, she had left the
room.
My husband's impotence was obviously not a good situation but I
had already started menopause and I figured that that would take
care of the problem. My sex drive had never been huge; in fact,
Mac had complained that it was below average. And with the onset
of menopause, I assumed that it would decrease still further,
maybe even up to the point that my husband's impotence would
cease to matter. However, it was clearly not working that way.
Instead of decreasing, my libido and desire were increasing...
increasing a lot! With every passing day, I found myself
thinking more and more about sex, men, cocks, fucking.
I masturbated with increasing frequency and with wilder and
wilder fantasies as I pleasured my wet, throbbing pussy.
Unfortunately, no matter how much I pleasured myself, it wasn't
enough. Fingers and vibrators are a very poor substitute for a
wildly excited male mounted on me and thrusting a hard cock in
and out of my pussy.
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Educational Conference:
After four months of celibacy caused by Mac's impotence and an
uncountable number of orgasms on my fingers or a vibrator, school
was out for Thursday and Friday to give all the teachers the
chance to attend the statewide educational conference. In high
school, at least half of the teachers and most of the
administrators are male. I really hadn't noticed this fact
before, but now that I wasn't getting laid, the first thing I
noticed at the convention was that there were many more men
present than women.
As I was getting dressed in my hotel room for the mixer
Thursday evening, I was shocked to realize that I was so excited
my entire body was trembling. After four months without being
fucked, I wanted a man, and I wanted his cock in me.
The mixer was crowded and most of the attendees were men. Well
over half of them were checking me out. Some of them tried to
look without letting me see that they were taking in my legs and
cleavage. Others looked me over openly but would look away when
I my eyes met theirs. A few men checked out my legs and tits and
when I looked at them, they smiled and continued to stare. Some
even licked their lips. Those were the men who made my cunt
gush.
I was still trying to decide which man I wanted in my bed that
night when I noticed an attractive, virile looking man who
appeared to be in his early 40s staring at my legs and cleavage.
When I returned his stare, he smiled and squeezed his cock to
show me its size and the fact that he was hard. I couldn't take
my eyes off of it.
When I finally managed to move my eyes back to his face, he
added fuel to the flames shooting through my pussy by motioning
with his hands for me to spread my legs. With almost no
conscious thought, I sat on a table edge, and raised my foot up
onto the seat of a chair. The position spread my legs causing my
skirt to move high enough on my thighs to expose the crotch of my
wine-colored, nearly transparent panties.
That was all the encouragement this man needed. I could feel
myself shivering with anticipation when I saw him walking rapidly
toward me. I keep my legs open as he approached. His eyes
remained locked onto to my panty-covered cunt. As soon as he was
close enough for me to hear his whispered words, he said, "Hi,
I'm Ralph and you look delicious. You know that I'm going to
fuck you, don't you?"
"I... I'm not sure... I'm... I'm married," I stammered.
"Married women are the hottest. Show me your tits."
"There are people every where. I can't do that here," I
protested.
"Take your tits out of your dress. Now. You know you want me
to see them. Your nipples are already hard, aren't they?"
"Ooohh god."
"Answer me. Your nipples are already hard, aren't they?"
"Yes," I moaned in a hushed voice.
"Take your tits out. I won't tell you a third time."
I yanked the top of my dress open letting both of my tits spill
out. Both nipples were hard and erect.
"Lean forward so they dangle."
I leaned forward and gasped with pain as his fingers closed
around my nipples... squeezing hard. I gasped ... then moaned in
hot passion. He twisted my now throbbing nipples. My moans grew
loud enough for several nearby men to hear. They all watched as
he hefted, stroked, and squeezed me.
"Your room or mine?" he asked.
"I don't care," I moaned in helpless heat. "Just take me
somewhere and fuck me... please."
Ralph took my arm and led me toward the elevators. When I
started to put my tits back inside my dress, my hands were
quickly slapped away. "You tits stay out. Pull your skirt
higher."
When I didn't pull up my skirt, he stopped and just kept me
standing there as men and women walked by and looked at my naked
tits. "Please... everyone is looking at my tits."
"Pull your skirt higher on your thighs."
This time I did what he told me do. When my skirt was three
inches above my knee, I stopped. He growled firmly, "Higher...
almost up to your panties. Now."
I pulled my skirt higher until it just barely concealed my
panties. Once more, I was walked toward the elevators. As my
legs moved, my panties would come into view along with my
bouncing tits. Every man we passed watched and stared at my
panties and then at my tits or vice versa.
Once we were safely in the elevator and it had begun its accent
to the ninth floor where my room was, Ralph again gave me an
order. "Pull your skirt up to your waist."
"But someone might come in or be in the hallway when we get to
my floor."
"Skirt up to your waist. Now or I'll have you pull down your
panties as well and walk you to the room that way."
Instantly, I had my skirt up to my waist. When the elevator
doors opened, his hand was inside the back of my panties
caressing my ass. That's the way I was led down the hallway...
my tits both sticking out of my dress and bouncing as we
walked... my skirt up around my waist and his hand inside my
panties leading me down the hallway by my ass. We were still
several doors away from my room when the door to one of the rooms
opened and a middle-aged couple stepped into the hallway.
The woman saw me first. "Look, Darling. Look there. He has
his hand inside her panties. She's a hot looking slut, isn't
she?"
"She's his wife. See her rings," her husband said.
"She's married, but she's not his wife." The brunette
approached but the hand stayed inside my panties. "She's not
your wife, is she?"
"No. She's married, but not to me."
"I didn't think so. My husband did, but I didn't. You're
going to fuck her aren't you?"
"Many times."
"Is she good in bed?"
"I think she will be, but I haven't fucked her yet. I just met
her at the mixer."
"Oh... that's so hot! Don't you think that's hot and sexy,
Darling?"
"Oh hell yes," her husband replied. "You're already got her
humping her ass."
"That's because I'm finger fucking her now."
"Are you really finger fucking her right here in the hallway?"
he asked.
Before Ralph could answer, the brunette said, "Of course he's
finger fucking her. Can't you tell from the way she hunching on
his hand?" To prove her point, she knelt in front of me, and in
one motion, pulled my panties down around my thighs. I spread my
legs wider so both the brunette and her husband could see the two
fingers pumping in and out of my dilated, dripping cunthole.
"Go ahead, Honey. Feel her. I know you want to. It's Ok. I
won't be angry. Rub her clit while the gentlemen finger fucks
her cunt."
The brunette's husband moved in front of me, hefted one of my
tits, and slipped his other hand between my thighs. As soon as I
felt his fingers rubbing and squeezing my clit, I leaned back
against Ralph and thrust my hips forward against those fingers.
"Ooohhhh... ooohhhh... oooohhh... AAHH! AAHH! gonna cum...
ooohhhh my god, I'm gonna cum," I moaned.
At almost the same time, the fingers on my clit moved to my
cunthole while Ralph's fingers moved to my asshole. Fingers
circled and stroked both of my openings at the same time as other
fingers trapped my swollen clit and moved sensuously up and down
its pulsing shaft.
"Oh god... oh god... oh god... OOUUU OOOUUUU... push in...
push into meeeee!" As my hissing moaning echoed off the walls of
the hallway, both men thrust their fingers into my waiting holes.
I came instantly and explosively:
"GGHHHAAAAAA.... UUNNNGGHHH.... AAAAIIIEEEEE.... FUCK
MEEEEEEE... CUMMING! I'M CUMMINGGG!"
When my orgasm had abated, the brunette pulled her husband
away. "Come on, Honey. Let the man take the hot slut to her
room so he can fuck her." She felt her husband's rigid,
iron-hard cock.
"I think I'd better take you back into our room and help you
with this thing, Darling. That hot slut has your cock hard as a
rock."
"Take it out so she can suck me."
His wife grinned and turned to Ralph. "Do you mind if my
husband uses her mouth?"
"Not at all. Suck the man, Nancy. Suck him off... make him
cum."
His wife took out his cock and as I bent over, she fed his
rock-hard, pulsing prick into my mouth.
He was just huge... at least two inches longer than my husband
and much thicker. Most importantly, he was hard... god... was he
ever HARD!" I shoved my mouth over the big mushroom head and
began sucking him. The portion of his rod that I couldn't get
into my mouth, I jacked off while I sucked him in the hallway.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Ralph was now finger
fucking both me and the man's wife. Her hips were pumping hard
as she watched me sucking her husband's big fuck stick.
It didn't take him long to cum. Just before he shot off, he
pulled it out. "Keep your mouth hole wide open," he ordered. I
did and he jacked his big load into my open mouth. I tried to
swallow all of it, but he was shooting in too much, too fast. A
lot of his cum creamed me and ran down my face.
When he had finished emptying his balls into my mouth and over
my face, the brunette took her randy husband back into their room
while Ralph ushered me into mine.
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"Lie on the bed and steeple your knees, Nancy."
I heard myself moaning softly as my knees rose into position
and I realized that my hips were making small hunching motions.
"Spread wider."
"I can't. My panties are around my thighs," I hissed with my
need mounting by the second.
"You want your panties off, don't you?"
"Oooohhh god."
"Well?"
"Yessss," I gasped. "Please, take off my panties."
"Why? Why do you want them off?"
"So I can spread wider, like you ordered."
"And what else?"
"Ohhhhh... I want them off... please."
"Why?"
"So you can see my hot married cunt... so you can see it and
then fuck it... oohhh take off my panties... please... hurry! I
haven't had cock in four months... PLEASE!"
Ralph slowly drew my panties down my thighs as I raised my legs
so he could get them over my heels and off of me. As soon as
they cleared my feet, I had my legs gaping wide open, my hips
thrusting high in the air. I reached down to open my pussy so
Ralph could see inside my cunthole. When my fingers touched and
then slipped over my hard, pulsing clitoris, I almost came.
"OOOhhhhhhhhhhh.... I'm so close. FUCK ME!"
By this time, Ralph had removed his clothes and was mounting
me. His rigid cock dragged along my nylon-covered thigh bringing
moans of delight from my lips. I was wild for it.
"OHHHhh... put it in... STICK IT IN MEEEEEEEE!"
"Be quiet! You get it when I decide you get it." My cunt
throbbed even harder when I heard that.
Slowly, Ralph's head descended downward... his lips planted
kisses over my belly and then on my mound as my hips heaved
upward, my legs flying even further apart. When his lips sucked
my clit into his mouth and lashed it with his tongue, my vagina
slammed shut whooshing air. He licked up the length of my
clitoris, and my vagina flared open and pulsed as my clit danced
and throbbed in his mouth.
My entire cunt was mass of throbbing passion as I felt his
tongue trace the length of my exposed sex slit until it reached
my hard clit which was now protruding from its protective hood.
The tongue stroked me... again and again... forcing my hips to
rise high off the bed as sex juices literally boiled out of my
hot cunt.
Ralph quickly took advantage of my raised hips to push a pillow
below my ass cheeks. With the pillow beneath my hips, my ass and
cunt were lifted off the bed sufficiently to give Ralph easy
access to either hole.
"Fuck me! Damn you! Fuck me! Please. Put your cock in me."
The sexy bastard ignored me. Once more he ran a finger along
the wet, throbbing lips of my pussy making me moan with need.
Then, again, he bent forward with his tongue outstretched. As
soon as it pushed into my folds and dragged over my convulsing
clit, my thighs clamped spastically about his head as my orgasm
erupted.
"AAAaahhhhh cummingg... I'm fucking cumminggg aaaahhhhhhhh!!"
His tongue flicked my tender clit quickly back and forth not
allowing my orgasm to end but making build on the last until I
was cumming in repeated rapid bursts. When I began to scream and
beg for his cock, he finally took mercy on me and moved into my
sex saddle.
I held my breath as I felt him aligning his cock with my
opening. Then the big, bloated head pressed against my cunt. I
exploded in an intense orgasm.
"My god... you weren't kidding, Nancy. You really do need it.
I've never seen a woman cum like that as soon as she felt my cock
touch her cunt."
"OOOOhhhhh shut up... Please... stop talking and fuck me!
Stick it in meeeeee..... FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Ralph drove his shaft all the way into my erupting cunt hole in
one stroke causing me to explode... my juices shooting out
forcefully... drenching him and the bed sheets. Fuck noises
filled the room as I wailed every time his dick pumped me. I
screamed even louder when I felt two fingers plunging into my ass
as his cock drilled me hard and deep.
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I lost track of time and the number of times I came on Ralph's
cock. Finally, he shot his load and fell beside me on the bed.
He rested for awhile, but my ass and hips never stopped churning
and thrusting, and I never stopped begging him to fuck me again.
Finally, he pulled me onto his body and said, "Suck it. Suck
me hard if you want more cock, Nancy."
I sucked it... oh god, did I ever suck it.... hard... deep...
all the way in... all the way out... desperately trying to get
him hard so he would fuck me again. It only took a few minutes
until I had his shaft rigid with lust and throbbing inside my
mouth. He began to throb and swell as his orgasm approached.
Immediately, I jerked my mouth off his organ and rolled onto the
bed on my hands and knees. Looking back at Ralph as he rose up
behind me, I hissed, "FUCK IT! FUCK IT! FUCK IT!!"
I felt the bed giving as Ralph moved behind my raised hips.
When his hands spread me open, I heard myself groan in hot
anticipation. I couldn't stop telling him to fuck me, to ram it
all the way in. Then, his cock head was against my hole.
"AAAAaahhhh... yessss... YESSSS! PUT IT INNNNNNNNN!" His shaft
entered me, stretching me wide open. His masculine grunt of
pleasure when his cock thudded into the bottom of my vagina was
music to my ears. I was already about to cum.
Abruptly, he pulled it out causing me to whine with the loss.
"No... please... fuck it back into meeeeeeee!"
"I haven't had your ass yet, Nancy. Spread your cheeks open
for me."
"OOOhhhh god... my ass... you're gonna ass fuck meeeeeeeee," I
howled. Although I was certain it would hurt, I still reached
back with both hands and pulled myself open for him. Carefully,
he used his fingers to scoop my cuntal secretions and his cum
load out of my pussy, which he used to lube my ass. His cock was
already slick with our combined juices. When I felt the big cock
head pressing against my sphincter, I relaxed and he slipped
inside my ass without much pain. As soon as the head was in me,
he reared up over me and drove it to the bottom of my ass.
My fingers flew to my throbbing clitoris and rubbed it
furiously as Ralph fucked my ass with hard, determined strokes.
Every thrust caused his balls to bang against my cunt. I had
already sucked him to the edge so that once inside my tight ass,
Ralph couldn't last very long. After five minutes, he screamed
that he was going to cum. That wasn't a problem as I had already
cum once and was convulsing in another orgasm when his prick
exploded its load inside my bowels.
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I didn't awake until almost 10 AM the next morning. Ralph had
left shortly after screwing my ass. I had been too exhausted to
even raise up to kiss him or thank him for a wonderful evening.
I spent a half hour soaking in the tub and another half hour
getting dressed before going to the hotel dining room for
breakfast.
As I enjoyed the pancakes, eggs, bacon, and coffee, I realized
that in spite of the intense sex of the previous evening, I was
still checking out the men as they came and went. Every time I
saw an attractive, sexy man, I found myself wondering about the
size and thickness of his cock and how good he might be in bed.
By the time I had finished eating, my pussy was wet and ready for
sex.
When the afternoon sessions began, I arrived early and got a
seat on the front row facing the lectern. For an hour, I
listened to dull presentations about new teaching methods and
audio/visual teaching aids. Not one of the men giving the
lecture gave me a second glance even though I had my legs crossed
with my skirt high to show a lot of thigh. I was about to give
up when an education professor who looked to be in his mid-40s
walked on stage to make the next presentation.
As he opened his notes and set up his laptop for his slide
presentation, his eyes kept darting back and forth between his
material and my thighs. Within a couple of minutes, I could feel
the dampness between my thighs. I rewarded the man's stare by
pulling my skirt higher on my thighs. Since he was the only
person on the stage, and I was on the front row, no one else
except the two of us knew what was happening.
By the time his lecture began, I had my skirt halfway up my
thighs showing a wide expansion of my crossed thigh. Every time
he looked, he seemed to trying to see between my tightly crossed
legs. At first, he paced the stage as he spoke, but the higher I
pulled my skirt, the harder his cock got. Finally, he had to
stand behind the lectern to conceal his full-blown, throbbing
erection. I wasn't giving him any help as my skirt was close to
the top of my thighs and I had uncrossed my legs.
As he spoke, my legs parted... more and more ... until he could
see my wet panties. Leaning forward, I also gave him a great
view of my tits. I had mixed urges... on the one hand, I wanted
to get him so hot and excited that he would cum in his pants...
but on the other hand, I didn't want him wasting that beautiful
erection that way.
During the discussion period after the completion of his
lecture, I raised my hand to get his attention. That didn't
prove to be a problem.
"Yes?" he said looking directly at my panties.
"I'm Mrs. Nancy Norvell, Professor Larson. There are a couple
of points that I don't see clearly... and I think it's very
important that we see every thing in the clearest possible
light... wouldn't you agree, Professor?"
"Absolutely! I always want to see every thing that interests
me clearly."
"Could you explain in more detail how the techniques you've
discussed are best applied in a history class for high school
junior and seniors?"
"I'll do my best, Mrs. Norvell, but we only have a short time.
Perhaps, we can discuss this after the session?"
"That would be fine, Professor. Thank you." I opened my legs
even wider as I accepted his invitation so there would be no
doubt in his mind about what I hoped he would help me with.
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We had spent no more than 10 minutes in the lounge and none of
the discussion was about teaching methods or audio-visual
teaching aids.
"Well, Mrs. Norvell, it's a pleasure to meet you. Now that we
have time, how can I help you?" he had begun. I quickly moved
the topic to sex.
"You can take me to my room or yours and spend the rest of the
afternoon fucking me anyway you like."
"Damn. You are one direct woman. Are you always this direct?"
"When we only have one afternoon after which the opportunity
will have passed. If I had waited for you to suggest sex, we
would both have been very disappointed... right?"
"I appreciate your point, Mrs. Novell."
"Nancy, please. If you're going to fuck me, I think you should
be using my first name, don't you?" I said with a devilish grin.
"Good point... good point. My first name is Grant. Am I going
to fuck you?"
"Not if we continue to sit here and talk. I'm in room 905.
Would you like to follow me, Grant?"
"I think you should go alone. I'll come by in about 10
minutes."
"MMmmmmm... good. Are you hard?" I asked as I reached for his
crotch and discovered a bulging, rigid erection.
"Wow! That feels like an iron bar."
"That's your fault," he whispered. Now it was his turn to
explore. His hand moved under my dress, up my thighs, to my
panties. I spread my legs for him. "Oh fuck! Your panties are
soaked."
"That's your fault," I moaned as I spread even wider and arched
my hips off the chair.
"What would you say if I finger fucked you right here in the
lounge?"
"I'd say...'Don't stop'."
I felt his fingers slipping under my panties to my wet slit.
He moved them up and down my sex trench savoring the slick, hot
feel of my pussy. "MMMMMmmmmmmm... Don't Stop!"
He explored every inch of my sex. I had lucked out... this was
a man who loved women and pussy and knew how to pleasure them. I
was shaking with desire before he ever touched my clit. When his
knowing, skilled fingers finally captured it, my eyes slammed
shut, my mouth opened in a silent hissing scream, and my tongue
rapidly flicked over my top lip as my clitoris jerked and
throbbed in a hard climax on Grant's fingers.
"Jezz! You came!"
"Oh did I ever... did anyone notice?"
"I'm not sure. If anyone was watching you, they certainly know
you came... that's for sure. My wife has never... ever... had an
orgasm that hard even in our bedroom... much less in the lounge
of a public hotel."
"You know that after you've fucked me, you're going to be
thinking about my cunt and body every time your screwing your
wife for a long time."
"I know."
"Good. I'm leaving for room 905. Do you want me naked when
you arrive? Dressed? In my panties and heels? What?"
"Naked. Stark naked. Hot, wet, and ready."
"I'm already hot, wet, and ready, Grant. All I have to do is
get naked. Don't dally. I want your cock."
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"OH SHIT! SUCK ME! YOU HOT SLUT!" Grant growled in hot, male
heat as his rigid sex weapon slid in and out of my sucking mouth.
He wasn't long, but he was really thick. I had to stretch my
mouth as wide as possible to take his organ.
"Ohhh... soooo good. So good! Wilma will never suck me. Says
it's dirty. OOHhhhhh god... I'm about to cum."
"Don't you dare cum, you hot Bastard. I want the first load up
my cunt."
"Then bend over the bed. NOW!"
I was finding that I loved for men to control me... order me
around... make me do hot sexual things. I was bent over the bed
in a flash. A moment later, Grant's rigid cock slammed into my
raised cunt and raced down my vagina forcing it open as it sank
into me. I howled with hot pleasure.
He was shocked when he felt my cunt contracting about his cock.
As close as he was, he had assumed that he would cum first.
Wrong! I was boiling hot from all the sex. It didn't take more
than a dozen strokes into my hot sex pit to make my cunt erupt.
I was still cumming when he ejaculated his big cum load into the
bottom of my vagina where it pooled against my womb.
'Shit. I'm sorry. I was so damn hot I forget to ask if I
needed to wear a condom."
"Don't worry, Lover. I'm safe and I assume as a professor you
are as well. Come on, Honey. Lie on your back so I can suck
this beautiful cock. I want you to pump it to me again."
It took about five minutes of head before I was able to get his
thick organ all the way into my mouth. The head didn't go deep
into my throat, but it certainly stretched it.
"My god... I can see your neck bulging every time my cock goes
in."
Pulling off his cock, I grinned. "Does that excite you?
Seeing your big pussy stretcher also stretching my neck?"
"Oh hell yes! It's the hottest thing I've ever seen."
"MMmmmmmm... good." Again, my mouth descended on his rod and
swallowed him completely. His masculine cries of pleasure had my
pussy gushing. When he was fully hard, I moved up his body and
mounted him. Raising my hips, I whispered, "Put it against my
cunt, Lover."
He did as I had ordered. For a few delicious moments, I
rotated my cunt over the throbbing cock head bringing moans from
Grant. Then... slowly... I let my pussy sink down his shaft
until my clit banged into his pubic bond and his rod jerked
wildly inside my hot channel.
I fucked him. He howled in pleasure. I fucked him harder and
faster forcing his hips up off the bed to try to get his cock
even deeper into my pussy. Every time I felt his rod swelling
and throbbing inside my vagina, I stopped and just held him in
the tight embrace of my cunt.
I held him there... motionless... until he was begging me to
fuck him. Again, I would begin to slowly move my pussy up and
down his throbbing erection until he was once more grunting and
gasping, losing control as his hips rammed upward. Again, I
stopped. He begged and begged me to fuck him... to let him cum.
I felt like a powerful sex bitch... what a high!"
For over a half hour, I kept Grant on the edge of an orgasm
without letting him cum. At the end of that time, he was almost
crying as he begged me to let him shoot.
"Ready to flood my married cunt, Honey?" I asked knowing full
well what the answer was.
"Ohh shit yes... fuck that hot cunt on my cock, Nancy. I want
to cum in you so badly. Fuck me!"
It only took a half dozen pumps of my pussy up and down his
engorged, throbbing shaft until he grabbed my hips, pounded it in
to the bottom of my hole, and pumped gush after gush of hot sperm
and semen into me.
-------------------------------------------
After that afternoon session and the hot sex with Grant, the
conference was over. I was spending one last night at the hotel
but with most of the conferees gone, it didn't look hopeful that
I would be able to find a playmate for my last night. I had
asked Grant if he wanted to spend the night with me, but his wife
expected him home.
I had taken a shower and was about to dress for dinner when the
phone rang. I expected it to be Mac seeing if every thing was
going well, but instead I heard Ralph's voice.
"Are you leaving tonight or in the morning?"
"In the morning."
"Good. I was hoping that was the case. Put on something sexy,
we're going out for food and dancing. No panties. Meet me in
the lobby in thirty minutes." The phone went dead.
Thirty minutes later I was in the lobby and found Ralph waiting
for me. "You're on time. I like that. Ready?"
"Very."
"I thought as much." He led me to his car, held the door open
for me, and in return, I treated him to a hot thigh show as I
slid into the passenger seat. As he drove out of the parking
garage, he looked over at me. "Pull your skirt up around your
waist and leave it there. If you're wearing panties, I'm going
to have you get out on the sidewalk and take them off." When I
heard that, I wished I had defied his orders and worn panties.
All the way to the restaurant, my pussy was on display. Before
we arrived, Ralph ordered me to put one heel on the seat and
spread wide. I was still in that position when Ralph brought the
car to a stop in front of a roadhouse.
My skirt was so short there was no way I could get out of the
car without putting on a pussy show for the four guys standing at
the front door, each drinking a beer. When I swung one leg out
of the car all four of the men whistled and hooted.
"Wow! You got it, Darling. Man, you put most of the younger
chicks to shame, Baby." Another one was more blunt: "Gorgeous
cunt, Honey." Then to Ralph: "Hey, Man. Have your lady show us
her hot snatch again."
"You heard the man, Nancy. Show him your 'hot snatch'."
I blushed deep red, but as I was walking through the front door
being held open for me by Ralph, I turned, pulled my skirt up to
my waist and humped my pussy at the men.
The menu wasn't elaborate, so Ralph ordered two Bar-B-Q plates
for us and two Buds. As we ate, the four men must have been
passing the word because quite a few of the men were staring at
my legs beneath the table hoping I would cross them or better
yet, spread them.
"A dozen men are staring at me," I whispered to Ralph.
"Of course they are. They all want to see your cunt again."
"Maybe we better leave before they attack me," I suggested.
"No need, Nancy. A lot... I mean a lot of women get fucked in
this place or out in the parking lot, but no one ever gets raped.
See those two big guys beside the bar... they're the bouncers.
The one on the left is a former middle linebacker for several of
the pro teams, and the other guy is a professional wrestler.
Ok?"
"Yeah. Ok. I guess I'm safe."
After we had finished eating, Ralph took me out on the dance
floor where he alternated between spinning me around which caused
my skirt to rise up to my ass and feeling me up underneath the
skirt or with his hands buried in my blouse.
"Ralph," I whispered. "A bunch of men are watching you feeling
me up and showing off my pussy and ass."
"Is that why your cunt is a swamp. I can feel your wetness
halfway down your thighs."
"You know it is. You've got me so damn hot I'm creaming right
here on the dance floor."
"I think one of those men is heading our way, Nancy. He's
probably going to ask you to dance. Do you want to or not. He's
black."
"I'll do it if you want me to, Ralph."
"All right, dance with him. Let him feel you up and then take
him out to our car in the parking lot and do him."
"I don't want to be fucked by any of the men here. I want
you."
"Ok. Not a problem. I'll tell him that you don't fuck... just
suck. When he takes you out to the parking out, suck him off.
Then, we'll head back to the hotel."
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I led Brent through the dark parking lot to our car. He had
gotten my tits out of my dress when we were dancing, and they
were still out. He now had my dress bunched about my waist with
two thick black fingers buried in my cunt where they were slowly
fucking in and out. I could hardly walk. All I wanted to do was
lie down and spread my legs for this hot stud.
"Where's your fucking car, Baby?"
"It's right over there. Come on. Hurry."
As soon as Brent had me in the back seat, he stripped off his
jeans and shorts and thrust his cock toward me. "Suck it,
Slut...Get your mouth hole over my cock and suck me. Hurry up!"
I was stunned by the sheer size of Brent's cock. It had to be at
least 10 inches and thick.
Bending over his lap, I took his huge shaft in my hand and
began jacking him off. Brent was having none of that. "Don't
jack it, Slut... Suck it!" he commanded. My pussy contracted
hard at being ordered to suck.
Stretching my mouth as wide as I could, I pushed several inches
of prick inside. The huge fuck stick filled my mouth with at
least five inches still sticking out. Once Brent had the first
half of his cock lodged in my mouth, he held the back of my head,
thrust his hips upward, and drove his cock into my throat. I
gagged and tried to pull away, but he held my head in place. At
least he stopped shoving more cock inside until I stopped
gagging.
Ralph was right outside the car window watching as my head was
forced downward. More inches of hard cock disappeared into my
throat. Surprisingly, it didn't make me gag. Then, slowly,
Brent dragged it out as my cheeks hollowed, sucking hard. When it
was all out except the big head, the shaft started back in. Four
inches... Five inches... Six inches. My eyes bulged. More cock
was pushed inside. I could feel my throat bulging as the head
entered. Again, I gagged. Brent held my head in place and then
gradually pushed his entire shaft down my throat.
"OOMMPPPPFFFFFF... GGHHAAAAAAAA.. OOMMMPPFF".
"All right, Bitch. Now show me you know how to suck a big
cock!"
My throat seemed to expand as the entire cock pumped in and out
of my mouth and throat. But there was no more gagging as I deep
throated all of his big shaft. Brent began to grunt as his dick
throbbed hard inside my throat.
"Oh Shit! You are a some cocksucking bitch. Eat my meat,
Slut. All of it! AAAaahhhhh fuck! What a mouth! Suck it,
Baby!"
I continued to suck his cock for at least 10 minutes before I
felt it jerking wildly and swelling as his load rose and prepared
to shoot into my belly.
"STOP!" Brent ordered. "I want to fuck my load into your cunt,
Baby." He pulled his rigid, black shaft out of my mouth and
pushed me down on the back seat.
"Didn't Ralph tell you I only suck," I moaned as he spread my
legs and pushed my knees back against my tits.
"Yeah, he told me. You've already sucked, Baby. Now it's
fucking time. You ready for 10 inches of hard black cock up that
hot white pussy? Don't matter though... it's going up your cunt
anyway. Get ready... gonna put it in you."
When I felt the big head pushing against my opening, I grunted
and tried to pull away, but it was useless. He had me pinned on
the back seat, legs up and back, my cunt a wide open target for
his cock. He pushed harder and the big head entered.
"OOOHHHHHHHHHHH GAWD! TOO BIG! TOO FUCKING BIG!"
Two more inches were pushed into my sex channel... spreading
me... opening me up."
"AH... AH... AH... AH... YESSSSSSSSSSS!"
Brent pulled it out and then shoved six inches into my hot
hole. I hissed with hot pleasure as it stretched me open and
speared my gushing vagina. His hips snapped forward, and two
more inches sank into my hot hole thudding into my womb with two
inches still outside my pussy.
Brent now began fucking me with slow, deep strokes. I howled
with pleasure. When he had worked in the ninth inch, I exploded
in an intense orgasm, my juices bubbling out drenching his cock
and balls.
Now hot squishing noises filled the car as he gave it to me
again and again. "I gotta shoot, Honey. Can't hold it no more.
Here it comes, Slut. TAKE MY LOAD!"
His cock slammed into me hard burying the entire length inside
my cunt as he emptied his balls deep inside me. I came again
before he had finished cumming.
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After Brent had left, Ralph drove us back to the hotel. He
made me masturbate all the way there. When we entered the
elevator, he told me bend over and grab my ankles. A moment
later, his cock was buried inside my cunt. Before we reached the
ninth floor, he hit the stop button and continued screwing me
until he had pumped his cum into my throbbing vagina.
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Later that night as I was lying in bed waiting for sleep to
overtake me, I thought about my two lovers. Grant was the more
polished, the more intelligent. He had a thicker cock although
not quite as long as Ralph's. He gave better head, and it was a
new experience for me to tease a man like I had teased Grant,
almost making him cry and beg me to let him cum.
Nevertheless, I enjoyed Ralph's fucking a lot more than I had
Grant's, a fact which puzzled me. After a lot of thought, I
realized that it was because Ralph had taken control. He hadn't
asked me for sex... he had just come up and said, "I'm going to
fuck you." Then at the road house, he had told me to suck or
fuck that black stallion.
Grant, on the other hand, had asked me if we were going to
fuck. For the first time, I realized that what really turned me
on more than anything else was for a man to take control of me...
tell me what I was going to do. I knew I had to have more of
that sort of sex.
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Frustration:
Unfortunately, educational conferences only occur about two or
three times a year. Once the conference was over, I was back to
leading a celibate lifestyle except for my constant masturbation
and sexual fantasies about my students.
Hardly a day went by that I didn't end up concocting a new,
dirty fantasy about one of my students kidnapping me and screwing
me every couple of hours for days on end. By the time the last
class of the day was over, my cunt always felt like it was on
fire. On more than one occasion, I made my pussy sore from my
constant masturbation.
One day, during the 3:00 PM world history class, the students
were all congratulating Bob Jackson. I asked one of the girls in
the class what the occasion was.
"It's Bob's 18th birthday. We're all wishing him a happy
birthday, and tonight we have a surprise party planned for him.
But don't tell him... promise?"
I nodded, and Susan took her seat still giggling. I wasn't
giggling; I was boiling hot for the birthday boy's young cock.
He was 18! No longer a minor! I could fuck him 10 times a day
and it would be legal. I wanted to fuck him 10 times a day... I
wanted him to take me... tie me up... fuck me 10 times a day. I
was about to cum right there in my classroom before the period
even started. I had no idea how I was possibly going to get
through the class.
To make matters worse, Bobby sat on the front row. And like
most teenage boys his age, he wore tight jeans and sat with his
legs wide apart. When he leaned back in his seat, I could see
the outline of his cock... exactly where it started and where it
ended. It was soft, but I could still see its outline very
clearly.
When I looked up, I found his eyes on mine, smiling knowingly.
He had caught me starting at the bulge of his cock! He knew! He
knew I wanted it! At first, I thought about what would happen if
he told the principal. I would be fired. God. Finally, reason
took over. Teenage boys don't run to the principal complaining
that some woman is looking at the bulge of his cock.
All through the class, he seemed to be thrusting it at me. He
sat with legs spread wide, his hips seeming to thrust his organ
right at me. And it was getting bigger... much bigger. He was
getting hard, and he knew I saw it... he knew I wanted it... he
knew his history teacher was hot and horny. What he probably
didn't know was that I was much more than just horny; my cunt was
a swamp of hot lust.
I hadn't been fucked since the convention... three months
previously. I needed cock... and Bobby's just turned 18-year-old
cock would do just fine. As I lectured the class about the
French Republic and the Napoleonic wars, my hole throbbed. I
tried not to look at Bobby, but just as soon as I had managed to
tear my eyes away from his big bulge, he would ask a question so
that I had to look at him ... at it... again.
By the time the class was over, I was panting... my breasts
were heaving, and my face was flushed. If Bobby had had more
experience with women in heat, he would have realized he could
have stayed after class on the pretext of asking some questions
and just bent me over my desk, flipped up my dress, yanked down
my panties, and fucked me. I would have cum a dozen times if he
had done that.
The students had left for the day as had all the teachers. I
was still sitting at my desk thinking about Bobby's cock and my
hot, contracting cunt. I needed to be fucked... God... I needed
cock in my hot cunt. Gradually, my hand moved beneath my skirt,
up my thighs, to my pulsing pussy.
As soon as I touched my panties over my slit, my clitoris went
into a wild dance of orgasm. I just sat at my desk, my hands
gripping the arm rests of my chair, as the hot sensations surged
through my spastically contracting vagina. I knew I should go to
the ladies' room, but I was wet, horny, hot for cock. I couldn't
wait.
Leaning back in my chair, I raised my ass and pulled off my
panties. After stuffing them into my handbag, I extended my legs
in front of me, wide open, arched my hips to bring my sex hole
into position. I started slowly... just sliding my finger up and
down the length of my slit just inside my labia.
The lips were swollen, engorged with blood from my wild
fantasies about Bobby fucking me. They flanged open to expose
the hard, erect knob of my engorged and now throbbing clitoris.
Juices were seeping from my cunt keeping it ready for fucking.
God... it was so good... every time my finger slipped inside, hot
spasms rippled up and down the length of my sex channel. If I so
much as touched my clit, it contracted hard ... dancing in and
out of it protective hood. A few strokes on my clit, and another
hot orgasm surged through my pussy.
I had already cum twice when I heard the door being unlocked.
I had no time to move before the man entered and stared directly
between my spread legs at my gaping cunt. It was the janitor,
Carlos, who had unlocked the door and come in so he could clean
the room for tomorrow's classes.
He was a Mexican man. I looked at him and then continued to
touch my pussy. I let him watch. It was either that or stop,
and there was no possible way I could stop at this point. Carlos
took out his hard, erect, and very thick cock and began stroking
it as I fingered my cunt. He moved closer. I spread wider. One
thing I really enjoy is watching a man stroke his cock in front
of me. He pumped and I finger fucked. When he did speak, it
sent shivers through me.
"Put your legs up over the chair arms. Do it now. I want to
see your cunt."
As soon as he ordered me to expose my cunt more, I had a
climax. I draped my legs over the chair arms and spread as wide
as possible.
"Good! You have a beautiful fuck hole, Senora. Now, you will
pleasure your fuck hole as I watch and jerk on my thick cock. I
will cum on your cunt when you cum."
"OOohhhh god, Yes! Cum on my cunt. Shoot it all over me," I
moaned as my fingers literally flew over my engorged clitoris. I
came and a few minutes later he pumped a huge load all over my
throbbing cunt.
"Thank you, Senora. Until next time," he grinned as he stuffed
his thick cock back into his jeans.
"Aren't you going to fuck me," I asked surprised and not just a
little disappointed.
"Perhaps next time I will fuck your delicious cunt. Tonight,
my wife is expecting me home very soon. She would smell the
aroma of your enticing cunt on me... then it would be very, very
bad."
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A Call From Dean:
With Mac's impotence showing no sign of abating, I continued to
masturbate as my sole source of sexual release. The only break
was on Thursday evenings when Carlos would tell his wife that he
had to work late cleaning the gym for Friday night's basketball
game. In fact, the only extra thing he had to clean was my randy
pussy, on which he did an expert job with his tongue. In return,
I would suck him off, but he was still too nervous to actually
fuck me. Finally, I caught a break when Dean called me.
It was a Friday night two days after my husband had left for a
two week business trip. I had just finished eating dinner when
my cell phone buzzed. When I answered, I heard a male voice but
not one that I recognized.
"Hello, Nancy. You don't know me, but we have a very close
friend, Mr. Ralph Morrison. I'm sure you remember Ralph from
your last educational conference."
"I remember Ralph very well. Do you know him?"
"We're very close friends. My name's Dean, Dean Lancaster."
"I'm Nancy... Nancy Norvell, but then you seem to already know
my name. What else do you know about me?"
"Just that you're a luscious woman who enjoys being controlled
and that your husband is impotent, which is creating great
problems for you."
"Ralph tell you that?"
"Not at first. But when I told him I was being transferred to
your area, he gave me your name and particulars. I'll pick you
up at 8 PM. We'll have a few drinks and get acquainted."
"I don't know... my husband...."
"Your husband is out of town for two weeks. I'll be there at 8
PM."
"Not tonight. Maybe another time."
"You don't seem to listen very well. I didn't ask you; I told
you that I would be there in an hour. Wear something
attractive." The phone went dead.
By the time I closed my cell phone, my panties were already
getting damp. I hadn't been screwed since the convention several
months before, and just the sound of a male voice was enough to
excite me. And when that voice took on a commanding tone and
ordered me to wear something hot, I could feel the hot juices
seeping out of my cunt.
At one minute before 8:00 PM, the chimes on my front door rang.
When I opened the door, a nice-looking, middle aged man, maybe
mid-40s, stood in the doorway.
"Hi, Nancy. I'm Dean. And I like what you're wearing. Very
attractive. Ralph said you have great legs. Shall we have a
drink before we leave for the dinner?"
He entered without my ever inviting him in. Taking a seat in
my husband's favorite chair, he said, "I'll have a gin and
tonic."
In spite of myself, I hurried to fix Dean his gin and tonic.
As I poured the tonic over the gin, I realized my hands were
shaking with excitement. He looked me over as I handed him the
drink, and when I started to take a seat in the chair beside him,
he put up his hand to stop me.
"Sit over on the couch so I can see you better."
It never occurred to me to question Dean's order. I just
smiled and took a seat opposite him. His eyes roamed over the
entire expanse of my body, particularly my legs.
"Lean back, cross your legs, and pull your skirt higher on your
thighs so I can check out your thighs."
Again, I did as he had instructed, but he wanted more. "Pull
your skirt higher. All the way up to the top of your thighs."
I was beginning to shake as I pulled it up high enough that my
panties were peeking out from between my crossed legs.
"God! Ralph's description didn't do your legs and thighs
justice, Nancy. 'Great legs' is not adequate. Your legs are
cock hardening."
"Are you hard now? You've been looking at my legs long
enough," I asked with a seductive smile.
"Like stone, Nancy, like stone. Shall we go?"
He stood up and held out his hand to help me up. It was now my
turn to have my eyes locked onto the big bulge at his crotch. He
hadn't been exaggerating when he had said he was hard as stone.
It certainly looked that way.
Dean took me to a sports bar. After selecting a table, he
ordered drinks for both of us and then peppered me with
questions. With every question, I seemed to get more and more
excited until I could feel the wetness on my thighs.
"When is the last time you had cock, Nancy?"
"I suck off the janitor at the school on Thursday evenings."
"So you sucked cock last Thursday?" When I nodded, Dean asked,
"Does the janitor fuck you?"
"No. He's afraid his wife will smell my pussy on him later."
"Mmm... careful man. So when is the last time you had cock in
your cunt?"
"At the convention where I met Ralph."
"And Ralph was the last to get into you?"
I again nodded. "That was several months ago."
"Yes."
"You must be wild for cock by this time?"
"Very. Right now, my panties are soaked and my thighs are
wet."
Dean pushed his chair back from the table and moved it toward
me. "Turn toward me, Nancy. Yes... like that. Now open your
legs wide. Really wide open. I want to see your wet panties and
thighs."
I turned my chair toward him and spread my feet far apart
opening the entire plane of my panty-covered cunt no more than
three feet from his eyes.
"Damn! You are wet and ready. Not surprising since you've
gone months without cock." I started to close my legs, but Dean
stopped me. "No! Keep your legs open so I and others can enjoy
the sight of your wet cunt."
I did as he ordered. After a few minutes, I was so turned on,
I could both feel and smell the musky fluids from my pussy
seeping out.
"You forced celibacy is about to end, Nancy. You understand?"
"Ohhhh yes... I hope so!"
"I don't mean just my cock. I mean from many cocks."
"Whose?"
"Whomever I select. You will spread and fuck whomever I
select. Ralph told me you got off on being controlled... so I
intend to control you. Like right now... right here in this
sports lounge. Pull your panties aside and expose your cunt!"
"ooohhhhhhhhhh... please."
"Please what? You want to stop? Have me take you home now?"
"Nooooo! Please make me do things like that... and more!"
"Then do it! Show me your cunt keep it on display."
Lifting my hips, I pulled off my panties and gave them to Dean.
When I sat back down, I spread wide open putting my pussy on
display for him and any other male in the bar who wanted to see
it. Quite a few did.
As the crowd began to gather, Dean abruptly pulled me to my
feet and led me back to his car. He started to open the door for
me, but stopped. "Strip naked."
I quickly unzipped the dress and let it fall to the ground.
Next came my small demi-bra. "Do you want my stockings and heels
off too?"
"I said strip naked, Nancy. What part of that didn't you
understand?"
I couldn't get my stockings and heels off fast enough. Dean
now had me standing beside the car stark naked. Several men and
some women were enjoying the view. He opened the door and let me
get inside. Throughout the drive back to my house, I sat naked
with my legs open.
When we arrived at my house, I assumed that Dean would fuck me
right there on the front seat. But things didn't work out that
way. He took me into the house still naked. Once we were
inside, he extracted his rigidly erect cock and ordered me to
suck.
"Take it all the way into your throat and make me cum, Nancy.
Do not... I repeat... do not masturbate."
Kneeling in front of Dean, I licked his cock until it was
dripping with my saliva. Then, I pushed it inside my mouth.
Slowly, he pulled my head toward the base of his cock forcing it
deeper and deeper. The head popped into my throat and very
quickly, Dean pushed his entire length into my mouth causing my
neck to bulge as the big cock head pumped me.
I only took me five minutes or so of hard sucking and deep
throating his organ to make him shoot his load. He fired two big
jets of semen and sperm straight down my throat and then pulled
back and pumped the three or four more into my mouth.
"Aaawwww.. fuck... that's good. Ralph told me you were a
terrific cocksucker. Damn!"
Once he had cum, he got dressed and, as he was standing in the
front doorway, said, "Tomorrow night I'm taking you out for night
of erotic, kinky sex. Do not masturbate tonight or tomorrow. I
want you climbing the walls." A moment later, he was gone
leaving me naked in my den, my pussy gushed, my clit throbbing,
with orders to keep my hands off my cunt. I didn't get to sleep
until 2 AM.
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Dean arrived promptly at 8 PM the next night. He was on time,
but I was climbing the walls in sexual heat. As soon as he
entered, he took control.
"Turn around and pull up your dress. Show me your ass."
In my excited state, that was almost enough to make me cum.
Turning my back toward him, I raised my dress so he could see
most of my ass and my pink panties that were deeply slotted into
my pussy slit.
"Nice... very nice. Sit on the couch and open your legs. Let
me see the front of your panties."
Again I obeyed. This time, Dean knelt right in front of me and
ran his fingers up and down my panties right over my cunt slit.
When his fingers reached a point right over my clit, he stopped
and rubbed it in slow, circular motion. He had me hunching
wildly within seconds.
"Ooohhh god... please... do it to me... fuck me... or least
make me cum. Aaaahhhh aaaahhhh... more... just a little more...
please." He stopped, pulled me to feet and led me out the front
door. I was panting in heat.
I was surprised to see a luxury limo parked at the curb with a
driver dressed in a black suit holding the back door open for me.
I climbed into the limo and the Dean followed. A moment later,
we were on our way... somewhere.
We had only been in the limo for a few minutes when Dean told
me to spread my legs for the driver. When I made eye contact
with him in the mirror I was to lick my lips. Dean had his cock
out with my hand wrapped around it. With my wedding rings in
plain sight around his hard shaft, it was incredibly dirty and
erotic.
Next, Dean ordered me to pull up my skirt and spread my legs
wide open for the driver to see. I quickly had my dress up
around my waist with my feet on the seat in front of us, my knees
out to the side with my legs gaping open. I could see the
driver's eyes glued to the crotch of my panties.
"Pull your panties aside so he can see your cunt, Nancy."
Hooking the fingers of my left hand in the crotch band, I
pulled it far to the side completely exposing my cunt. I used my
right hand to spread my lips and strip back the hood of my clit
so the driver could see every thing.
"Masturbate for him, Nancy, but don't cum."
I began rubbing my clit, but could only do it for 30 seconds or
so before I had to stop and let my excitement ebb some before I
could start again. I was so close to orgasm, it took all my will
power to stop.
Dean motioned for the driver to find a place to park. When he
did so, he came to the back door. By this time, I had both tits
out as well as my legs gaping open. Dean got out and moved to
the front seat... sitting so that he had a clear view of the
driver and me.
"Take out his cock and suck him, Nancy."
I unzipped his pants and out came a very hard and very large
cock. The driver pulled my face toward it and my mouth opened.
It didn't take long for him to get six inches of it inside. Dean
told him to get in the car and use me. He didn't have to be told
twice.
In moments, the driver was beside me in the back seat sucking
on my nipples sending hot sensations through my belly and down
into my cunt. Every time he sucked or pulled my nipples, my clit
throbbed. I already so close to orgasm that it only took a
minute of this treatment before I gasped, arched my hips high,
and erupted in an intense climax. Juices poured from my
contracting hole.
When the driver felt my body shaking in orgasm, he moved down
to the floorboard and pushed his face between my thighs where his
lips captured my dancing clit. I came again almost immediately.
"AAAHHHH AAAHHHHH! UUNNGGHHHH! SUCK MEEEEEEEEEE! OOOHHH
FUCKKKKKK.... CUMMING!"
Dean allowed me to calm slightly from my third orgasm before he
ordered me to suck the driver again. He got up on the seat, and
I bent over his lap taking the huge phallus back into my mouth.
This time, he humped and face fucked me hard until six inches of
prick were pumping in and out of my mouth.
"Get on him, Nancy. Fuck him with your cunt."
I threw my leg over his, and mounted him cowgirl. He aligned
his cock with my pulsing cunt, and I slide down on his hard cock.
As the driver fucked me, Dean got back into the back seat so I
could jack him off. Finally, he pulled me to him and we began to
kiss while the cab driver was fucking me.
"Turn her around, Martin, so I can see your big cock sinking
into her cunt."
Martin spun me around on his shaft until my back rested against
his chest. Again and again, his cock slugged into my pussy as
Dean watched, rubbed my clit, and twisted my nipples. I
shuddered in another intense orgasm.
When Martin felt my vagina contracting about his shaft, he told
Dean, "I need to cum. Can I shoot my load into her cunt or do I
need to pull out?"
"You want to pull out?" Dean asked him.
"Hell no!"
"I wouldn't either. Shoot it in her cunt!"
This man I had just met was going to shoot his load inside my
cunt. I was shaking hard in anticipation, knowing that when he
shot in me, I would cum again.
"Let me get her on her side so I can really ram her?"
"Go ahead. Fuck her anyway you want."
Martin put me on my side, got behind me, and pulled my leg high
in the air to expose my cunt hole. A second later, he nailed his
throbbing cock into me. All eight inches sank into my hole as he
fucked me like a wild man. All I could do was grunt, moan, and
cum.
In just moment, I felt Martin's cock jerking hard inside my
hole as he filled me with his cum. Dean began kissing me again
as the limo driver pulled out and returned to the front seat. A
moment later, we were moving again.
Dean told me to put my finger in my full pussy and wet my lips
with his cum. Put it on my lips like lipstick. I did so and
then he pulled me back to him and we kissed. We did this a few
times and then he wanted me to bring as much cum out of my pussy
as I could and eat it. I did it until I could no longer get any
out and then we kissed again.
"Aren't you going to fuck me?" I asked surprised.
"Not yet. I'm going to spend the night in your bed screwing
you continuously.
The limo took us to our destination, a very nice restaurant.
We had dinner, all the time with my legs exposed and part of my
breasts. Then, we went to a concert. During the performance,
Dean had me pull down my panties and leave them on the floor. He
played with my cunt as the orchestra played. Every time there
was a forte note, his fingers rammed me hard. I had come twice
before the concert ended. Dean also made certain that the man
sitting next to me had a good view of my cunt as it was finger
fucked. Before we left, he and Dean were taking turns fingering
me.
On the way home, we stopped one more time at a convenience
store.
"Go inside, Nancy, and seduce the clerk. Show him your tits
and ask him if he would like to fuck you... no charge. Tell him
your boyfriend shot off too soon and left you high and dry and
you need to cum."
Seducing the young clerk was easy. He was hard as soon as I
pulled my dress down below my tits. He put a "Back in 10
minutes" sign on the door and took me to the ladies rest room.
He told me to get on my hands and knees and put my head on the
couch. I did and he rammed it in to the hilt on the first stroke
and slammed me hard. It only took him a little more than five
minutes to fill me with his load. I did get off once as he
screwed me. After he came, I left the store with my breasts
showing. A group of boys came by and saw my breasts and hard
nipples before I could get back into the limo.
When we reached my house, Dean asked Martin if he wanted to put
another load into me. Of course, he did. This time, he got me
out of the limo and gave it to me while I was on my back on the
limo's hood. He just jacked my legs high in the air, spread me,
and nailed his cock into my waiting cunt. His cum and my juices
were running down the limo's fender when he finished.
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Good Neighbors:
My next door neighbor and his 17-year old son both try to see
my body every chance they get. Before Mac became impotent, he
was fucking me five times a week, and I paid no attention to
them. After he could no longer perform, I became more and more
interested in both of them.
During the day, whenever I notice the neighbor on his patio
trying to see me, I have an urge to change my dress and let him
look. I really can't imagine him fucking me (or can I?). He
looks like a shy nerd with big, horn-rimmed glasses. I've often
wondered what his wife sees in him. But now that I don't have a
steady supply of cock, I find myself increasingly interested in
him and his son.
I did see his cock once when we had them over for a jacuzzi.
It looks long, but it's his thickness that made my pussy wet. It
looks like a coke can. I can imagine that driving in me with his
hot body on top, almost smothering me, fucking me, driving me
insane with that massive thick cock. It doesn't always have to
be a good-looking man (they are preferable), but when in the
right mood, or when someone pushes me over the edge, I get so hot
that I'll fuck anything.
I know the neighbor's son wants to fuck me. I wonder if he's
had pussy yet. He could have mine. I've teased him enough. If
he were a little older, he would have already drug me into the
bedroom and fucked the shit out of me.
I saw him last night spying on me as usual. I went out on the
patio in just my robe and heels pretending that I was looking for
something. He was on his patio so I went over to chat. Since I
teach high school, it was natural for me to ask him about school
and how he is doing.
While talking, he was having problems not looking at my breasts
... especially since I let my robe open slightly. When I let it
open more so that my nipples could be seen, the bulge in his
pants grew larger. I asked him if he liked what he saw. All he
could manage was a nod. When I then moved my hand to my pussy,
his bulge began to pulse.
Reaching over, I touched his cock through his pants. I felt it
lurch. He moaned, his hips thrust against my hand, and he came
in his pants. I just laughed and told him that maybe some day
when he developed more control, he could come over to my house.
When I walked again, my pussy was gushing, and a big, wet stain
was spreading over the front of his pants.
Now, it was his father's turn. With Mac away on business, I'm
alone in the house. Around dusk, I had seen my neighbor on his
patio with his binoculars around his neck. There's no way I
could resist.
Retreating to my bedroom, I put on a low-cut blouse, skirt with
side slits up both thighs, and skimpy thong, and heels. When I
returned to the den, the thought that he is watching me is making
my cunt throb. Impulsively, I turned on all the lights in the
den and sat down on the desk.
Tremors are surging up and down my body as I cross my legs.
The skirt falls away from my thigh exposing it almost to my ass.
I could almost feel his eyes locked onto my thigh while staring
through his binoculars. I just knew he was desperate for me to
spread my legs so he could see my cunt.
But while I made him wait, I did ease his pain by opening my
blouse and slowly pulling my bra down below both tits. Casually,
I turn toward the patio door to give him a good view of my now
very erect nipples. Without being told, I know he's jacking off
with one hand while trying to hold the binoculars with the other.
While he's watching, I take off my bra.
For the next 10 minutes or so, I sat at my desk working on
papers for the library with my tits in full view but every thing
else concealed below the desk. I know my neighbor must be wild
with lust to see more. Taking pity on the nerd, I push my chair
back and put my feet up on the desk. Once more, he has a good
view of my legs. I hope he hasn't cum yet.
Not wanting him to give up, I stand up and drop my skirt to the
floor. Sitting down on the desk, I begin to move my fingers up
and down my thong right over my now very wet slit. Gradually, I
lower myself toward the desk and spread my legs wider. Finally,
I'm lying on the desk with my legs gaping. Slowly, teasingly, I
drag the thong away from my gushing pussy and begin to rub my
engorged and very erect clit. I know the binoculars are focused
right on my cunt.
To prolong our pleasure, I stop just before I cum, sit up, and
remove my thong leaving me naked except for my heels. The patio
door is closed, but unlocked. I wonder how much courage the nerd
has. Mounting the desk on my knees now, I bend over so that the
top of my head touches the desk arching my ass high. The nerd
has a choice now... he can focus his binoculars on my ass and
cunt and jack off, or he can do more. I wait, slowly rotating my
ass seductively.
I hear the patio door opening. Looking between my legs, I see
the nerd in his usual horn-rimmed glasses. His eyes are locked
on my ass and cunt; his thick cock is sticking out of his open
fly.
It turns out that the nerd has a lot more nerve than I had
given him credit for. He moves around the desk, takes hold of my
hair, and pulls my head toward his thick member.
"Suck it, Bitch!"
I almost cum when I hear that. My mouth flies wide open, and
the nerd takes full advantage pulling my head toward his crotch
and driving his steel-hard cock into my open mouth hole. Once
inside, the cock throbs wildly. The nerd's moans fill the air.
"OH shit! Suck it you hot Bitch Whore! I'M GONNA CUM!"
He does. His load erupts inside my mouth after only a minute
of my sucking him. One huge jet of semen after another fires
into my mouth and throat. The nerd grunts with each eruption as
he rams his ejaculating rod all the way into my mouth. Semen
spurts out the corners of my mouth as I can't swallow it fast
enough.
"Your turn, Baby. Suck my pussy and make mama cum. I'm so
damn close. Hurry!"
The nerd pushes me onto my back on the desk, spreads my legs,
and dives between my thighs like a thirsty man stranded in a
desert. His glasses get in the way, so he pushes them higher on
his nose and presses his mouth and tongue between my wide open
labia. He gives better head than I had anticipated... in fact,
he has me wailing and my ass pounding up and down on the desk in
less than a minute.
"Ooohhh god! Lick my clit, Honey... I'm almost there... make
me cum!"
My hole contracts ... just slams shut as my clit begins to
dance and pulse in an intense orgasm. The nerd stays right on it
even though I'm trying to push him away... I start screaming...
my juices spurt out drenching the nerd and the desk top.
My pussy is still throbbing when I find out that the nerd is
actually an in-control, demanding stud in disguise. I also find
out that he knows how to use his thick cock to pleasure a woman.
He flips me over onto my belly on the desk and pulls my ass to
the edge.
"Spread your legs. I'm gonna fuck you, Nancy!"
"I didn't say you could fuck me," I protest, but not too much.
SPLATT! I feel the stinging slap on my ass and also the
burning imprint his hand has made. "Shut up and spread your
legs, Nancy."
"Oh god... at least put on a condom," I moan as my legs fly
apart.
"Right. I'll put on a condom when hell freezes over. I hope
you're not fertile cause the load's going up your hot cunt," he
growls as his thick shaft splits my cunt lips and sinks into me.
I can't suppress my moan of hot pleasure as his coke-can thick
cock stretches my vagina into a huge circle as it plunges in
deep. When his balls bang against my clit, I howl with female
pleasure.
"OOohhhhhhhhhhh fuck meeeeeeeeeee! AAAhhhhh... uunnghhhh....
harder!" He does.
Having just shot off a huge load, the nerd has great staying
power. My moans increase in volume and frequency as he plows my
hole. I cum again, and he knows it from my spastic contractions
around his embedded prick.
"Damn! You are one hot Bitch. I wish to hell my wife was half
as hot as you. Turn over onto your back. I wanna hold your tits
while I fuck you."
I'm no longer protesting anything this hot stud demands. I
turn onto my back, spread wide, and steeple my knees. He moves
into my sex saddle and nails that thick sex spike back into my
waiting cunt.
"OOohhhhhhhhhhh... what a cock... what a cock! Fuck me with
it, Baby. Hard and deep!"
Again, I cum before he does. I now find out that the nerd is a
lot stronger than he looks. He lifts me like a rubber fuck doll
while keeping his prick deep inside my cunt. He sits down in the
chair with me riding him. As I begin to pound my squishing pussy
up and down on his rod, I can't keep from hissing with pleasure
as he sucks and squeezes my nipples.
We're both about to cum when he says, "I want you on top riding
me reverse cowgirl when I blow my load up your pussy, Nancy."
I scramble off his prong and wait until he's lying on the desk.
Straddling his hips facing his feet, I lower my cunt over his
cock as he directs it back into my pussy. The sensation of his
entry again brings hot moans of delight from my lungs... he's so
damn thick!
After another five minutes of furious fucking during which I
cum again, he grunts, grabs my hips and rams himself deep inside
my pussy where he plants another load of cum.
Before he leaves, he makes me clean his cum-coated cock with my
mouth. I almost came again when he ordered me to suck it clean.
As soon as the nerd left, I dragged myself into the bedroom,
turned back the covers, and fell into an exhausted sleep. I have
no idea how long I got to sleep before I felt myself being turned
onto my back and mounted by a hard-cocked randy male.
Opening my legs, there was just enough light to see that the
nerd's son was in bed with me. I tried to push him away, but he
easily held me down and whispered with masculine authority, "Open
your legs, Bitch." Obviously, his dad had given him some lessons
in how to handle me.
His hands snaked beneath my ass pulling it upward and he again
growled, "Open your legs and put them up in the air... Do it
NOW!"
I jacked my legs up and spread wide. A moment later, I felt
the delicious sensation of my pussy again being split open by a
hard cock. He wasn't as thick as his dad, but he was longer and
before I had all of it inside my pussy, I felt it thud into my
womb. He grunted, pulled out, and drilled me again. This time,
his cock shoved my womb back and filled me completely.
I came before he did, but not by very much. After he had
emptied his balls into my pussy, I expected him to vanish into
the night, but I had forgotten this was a 17 year old boy in the
prime of his sexual power. He stayed in my bed for three hours,
fucking me almost continuously. Before he left, I had three more
loads of cum pooled inside my cunt and another in my belly.
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Cheryl:
My oldest daughter Cheryl is married to a nice looking man,
Phil, who works as a construction foreman. Mac and I visit them
about once a month as Cheryl and I are very close.
On one such visit, we had stayed up late exchanging stories and
having some drinks. None of us were feeling any pain when we
went to bed for the night. For some reason, I woke up early,
around 6 AM. Naturally, Mac was still sound asleep.
I put on my robe and slippers and went to the kitchen to start
some coffee. On the way, I passed Phil and Cheryl's bedroom.
For some reason, their door was partially open and when I looked
in, I saw Cheryl naked and bouncing wildly on Phil's cock as he
lay on his back. She was riding cowgirl bent over him with her
big 36C tits shaking in Phil's face as his cock pumped in and out
of her vagina. I could see the connection clearly with my
daughter bent over as she was.
That was the first time I had seen my son-in-law's cock hard.
He was big, really big, and it was obvious that Cheryl was loving
every stroke it made into her wet cunt. Since my daughter's back
was toward the door, she had no chance to see me, but when Phil
looked up, he saw me watching with my hand pressed between my
thighs where it was moving back and forth.
He grinned at me and began fucking Cheryl even harder. She
came very quickly. Her throbbing cunt triggered Phil's climax
and their moans got me off at almost the same time. I retreated
very quickly, but I knew that Phil had seen me cumming.
It was a day later when Cheryl and I were getting ready to go
together to the beauty shop when she grinned at me and said, "You
know, Mom, Phil told me that you saw us fucking yesterday
morning."
I blushed deep red and stammered, "I'm so sorry, Darling. I
didn't mean to but your door was open and I was on my way to the
kitchen to make coffee. I just happened to look in and saw the
two of you."
"Phil said you got so excited and turned on that you
masturbated while you watched him fucking me."
"Oh god." I started to cry. "I don't know what to say."
At that point Cheryl wrapped her arms around me, and, with a
sexy grin, you don't have to cry, Mom. It's Ok. Really it is.
I just wish I had known you were watching me getting screwed. It
would have made it even hotter."
"You're not just saying that to make me feel better?"
"Absolutely not! Phil and I have a somewhat open marriage. He
knows I like being watched. That's why he told me."
"Really? That's very erotic. And I'm glad. I feel a little
better now."
"I do have a question. It's sort of personal, but since you
watched Phil fucking me, I think I'm entitled. Ok?"
"Yeah. I would say you were entitled. What's the question?"
"Well, I used to hear you and Dad fucking all the time when I
was in high school. And after Phil and I got married and the two
of you visited, we would get hot as hell listening to Dad giving
it to you. We used to see if we could cum at the same time as
you did."
"Oh Jezz... I didn't think we were that loud."
"Are you kidding me, Mom? You start moaning as soon as Dad
sticks it into you... The longer he fucks you, the louder you
get, and when you cum... I mean... it's like WOW!"
I was blushing again. "I suppose you're right," was all that I
could say. "So, what's the question? Why am I so loud?"
"No... I know why you're loud. You heard your darling daughter
screaming yesterday morning when Phil made me cum. My question
is for the last several years, there hasn't been a sound from
your bedroom when you and Dad visit us. Are you mad at Dad and
won't fuck him any longer? Did he cheat or something?"
"No... no... no! It's nothing like that, Honey. The sad fact
is that your father has become totally impotent. The doctor says
it's his mind... a result of all the bad things he's seen while
in the military. We've tried every thing, but nothing works.
Mac hasn't been able to get an erection for almost five years
now. But please don't tell him that I told you. It's
embarrassing for him and he doesn't want others to know."
Cheryl was quite for awhile. Then she said in a whisper.
"You're telling me that Dad hasn't been able to fuck you for five
years?"
When I nodded, she hugged me... then kissed me softly right on
the lips. "It must be awful for you. No wonder you couldn't
resist masturbating when you saw Phil fucking me. But you need
much more of a sex life than masturbating when you happen to
catch us screwing."
I didn't reply but just sort looked helplessly at my daughter
as she said, "I want you to wear a short skirt, low-cut blouse,
thong, thigh-high stockings, and heels today."
"Why?"
"Because, we're going to get you laid... that's why."
When I came out of my bedroom a half hour later wearing what
she had told me to wear, Cheryl walked around behind me, put her
arms around me, cupped my breasts, and bit my ear lobe as she
squeezed my nipples. I moaned as my nipples are very sensitive
and when they're squeezed or pulled, it makes my pussy throb.
"Hmmmm... thought so. Like daughter... like mother. When a
man works on my nipples, I just go wild. As soon the guys I
dated before Phil would find that out, I would be helpless.
Every single one of them fucked me the same night he found out
about how hot I got when they worked on my nipples.
Cheryl continued to caress and squeeze my nipples until I
couldn't keep my hips still. "Thinking about a hung stud doing
this to you? Then fucking you. You are, aren't you, Mom?"
"Ooohhhh god, yes. It's been so long."
Cheryl turned me around, kissed me on the lips...
passionately... slipping her tongue into my mouth as she kissed
me. My pussy was on fire, and she knew it. "After we're done at
the beauty shop, Mom, we'll see what we can do about your
problem."
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When we were done at the beauty shop, Cheryl drove to an adult
book/video store and led me inside. "I don't think we should be
here, Honey," I whispered to her, but she just ignored me.
I was shaking with excitement when she took me to a small video
booth. We sat down, and she started the movie. It was of a
woman, fully dressed who was sitting watching another woman. A
man came in and she watched them, but she never removed her
clothing. While we watched, Cheryl touched my breast. Even
though she had done it earlier, I was still a little shocked. I
forgot about being shocked when she opened the buttons on my
blouse and slipped her hand inside capturing my nipples between
her fingers. Instantly, they hardened. When she began pinching
them, I couldn't keep from moaning.
"Spread your legs wide open, Mom. There's a guy watching us
through the hole. Show him your legs and panties."
When Cheryl pointed at the hole, I saw movement on the other
side and knew she was right. A guy was watching us. When she
again told me to open my legs, I spread them wide apart.
Cheryl kissed me on the cheek and then on the ear, which she
started to fuck with her tongue as she pinched my nipple. I had
never been in an adult video booth and didn't notice the hole in
the wall. With two women playing on one side of the hole, it
didn't take long before a cock appeared. Cheryl took my hand and
placed it on the cock. She then began to whisper for me to
stroke it... to get it really hard... to make it cum. I hadn't
been fucked in weeks and was beside myself with lust.
Cheryl felt my body trembling. She turned my face and began to
kiss me like a lover. My painted fingernails looked positively
sensuous as they danced over the strange cock while Cheryl had
her soft lips on mine with her tongue dancing in my mouth.
Abruptly, she stopped kissing me, and pushed my face toward the
cock. "Suck it, Mom. Make him cum," she hissed in my ear. My
mouth opened and took in his cock. My cunt was throbbing as I
sucked the stranger's thick cock while Cheryl played with my
nipples and rubbed my pussy.
The man began to pump harder and faster in and out of my mouth.
It was obvious that he was about to shoot off. "Take his load,
Mom. Suck him really hard. He's gonna shoot!" A moment later,
his cock contracted hard and spewed a huge gush of cum into my
mouth. I couldn't swallow fast enough and a long, thick strand
bubbled out of the corner of my mouth and ran down my cheek.
Cheryl jerked my mouth back against hers, and we kissed,
sharing the man's cum back and forth. Her fingers were on my
clit rubbing me... making my clit dance until finally I gasped
and came in hard spastic contractions.
As I was cumming another cock appeared through the hole.
Cheryl pointed at it and smiled at me. I shook my head and said,
"It's your turn. Suck it. Make him cum." My daughter didn't
need to be told twice. In a flash, she had the big cock buried
in her mouth sucking half of his length while she jacked off the
other half.
When it was fully hard, erect, and throbbing with a strand of
precum hanging from the tip, Cheryl stood up and told me to take
off all my clothes.
"All of them?"
"Of course... all of them... except the heels. Hurry up, Mom.
This guy's cock is fully primed and ready to shoot."
As I stripped, Cheryl continued to slowly jack the big prick
keeping it hard and ready. We could hear the man on the other
side of the wall groaning with need. "Suck it, Baby," he
pleaded.
"Wouldn't your rather stick it up a hot wet cunt?"
"Oh god yes... back up to the hole, Baby."
"Not me, my Mom wants it up her cunt."
"AAHHH FUCKING SHIT! HOT! Come on, Mom. Put your hot pussy
up against the hole."
Cheryl turned me around and guided me up against the hole.
"Bend your knees a little, Mom. Your pussy's too high for him to
get into you."
As soon as I bent my knees and my daughter pushed my ass back
against the wall, I felt the thick shaft stretching my pussy open
and sliding into its wetness. Cheryl assisted him by keeping my
hips pressed firmly against the wall so he could force his rod
into my cunt.
"OH god, Cheryl. He's in me! He's fucking meeeeeeee!"
OH-HUH... OH-HUH OH-HUH OH-HUH. BIG... HE'S JUST HUGE... GIVE
IT TO MEEEEE!~"
"This is what you need, Mom," my daughter whispered in my ear
as her fingers worked my clit while the unseen man pumped my
eager pussy with hard, fast strokes. I began to cum.
"OOOOOHhhhh fuckkkkkkk... cumming... I'M CUMMING!"
Cheryl rubbed my clit harder and the cock pumped faster and
deeper into my spasming pussy. We both heard the male grunts on
the other side of the wall.
"He's cumming... he's shooting his cum into me, Honey... Ohhhhh
fuck me harder, Mister... harder... faster... AAHHH AAAHHH AAAHHH
AAHHHH... I'M CUMMING AGAIN!"
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When we left the store, she made me walk out with my blouse
open. That night, she trimmed my pussy so it didn't look so
wild. She said that she wanted me to have a bush, that all older
sluts have them. But maybe she would shave it later. While she
trimmed it, she finger fucked me. Before she finished, I had an
intense orgasm.
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Our next visit at Cheryl and Phil's house was over the
Thanksgiving holidays. Not much happened the first couple of
days except some quick fondling between Cheryl and I. It was
hard to do any more with our husbands, Donna, my youngest
daughter, and all the kids around.
Donna and our husband's slept late on Friday, but Cheryl and I
went shopping. I wore a little dark blue sundress, and she wore
very tight, white jeans. Of course we both wore heels. Cheryl
was driving and as soon as we stopped at the first sign down the
street, she ordered me to take off my dress and panties. When I
had taken them off, she placed my hand on my cunt and told me to
make myself cum before we got to the mall.
As I was stroking my pussy and rubbing my clit, she whispered,
"Don't you wish you had a real live cock at home?" And when I
was close to cumming, she said, "Don't you wish daddy could fuck
you?" I couldn't hold it. My pussy just erupted in an orgasm
when Cheryl asked me that question.
"You know I do," I managed to stammer when the throbbing of my
pussy decreased.
"Have you fucked someone since we went to that adult book store
the last time you were here?"
I blushed but finally managed to blurt out, "I got laid by the
trainer at my exercise club."
"Really. Tell me all the hot details."
"I was just so hot... your Dad can't do it any more... I just
couldn't resist."
"Of course you couldn't. I couldn't either. No highly sexed
woman could. Come on, tell me every thing. Just that little bit
has me throbbing."
"All right, but remember, you asked me to tell you. I went to
a tea at the library. Afterwards, I went to the workout room. I
have a locker there so I could change into workout clothes
without going home first. I keep two one-piece skirt/blouse
outfits in the locker. One is white (Dane skin) and the second
is baby blue. I put on the white one and went out to use the
machines." At this point, I felt myself turning red and stopped.
"Come on, Mom. Fess up. What did you do?"
"All those men in their tight workout clothes ... god! I got
so damn hot from just looking at their bodies. I made sure that
I showed myself, and I hadn't worn any panties. It wasn't long
before the men were staring at me. At first, my hard nipples
were attracting their attention, but when but when I laid down on
the bench to lift weights to strengthen my arms and pecs, they
could see my pussy. They all got hard, and I got wet."
"Oh that is just so wicked, Mom. Did you have your legs spread
so they could see it?"
I noticed that my daughter was now rubbing her pussy, which
made me feel less embarrassed.
"Not at first, but the hotter I got, the wider my legs seemed
to spread. Soon, one of the young trainers came over and asked
if he could help me with a routine. He was probably in his
mid-twenties, and black."
Cheryl pulled the car into a park and stopped in a grove of
trees. Immediately she opened her jeans and pushed her hand into
her panties where I could see it stroking her clitoris. Her
tongue was sliding over her top lip with excitement.
"I said, 'sure'. There was the small talk, you know, like 'Why
do I work out?' That sort of thing. I said, 'To lose weight, to
tone muscles, etc."
"He smiled and asked if their was any other reason? I nodded
and replied, "So I can have better sex."
"Oh my god, Mom. I'm about to cum!" My daughter's legs were
now spread as wide open as possible in the front seat of the car.
I reached over and pulled both her jeans and panties down her
thighs. Her hand continued to work furiously between her thighs.
"Anyway, the trainer smiled and as I stepped up on the bicycle,
he touched my leg. I smiled back and he moved his hand up my leg
to my pussy. That was a brief touch."
"Oohhhhhhhh... I'm cumming, Mom. I'm cumming!" Cheryl's hips
were arched six inches off the seat. Her hand was a blur as it
feverishly stroked her erupting clitoris. I watched my
daughter's clit dancing wildly... pulsing and throbbing...
contracting in repeated spasms.
I had stopped talking while she was climaxing. But as soon as
her contractions ebbed, she began slowly stroking her pussy
again. "Go on, Mom. Tell me the rest. Please."
"Well, we went to the machine where I could work on my
shoulders as it accentuates my breasts. He sat down in front of
me, and, as I was working my arms, he again put his hand on my
pussy. But this time he didn't move it. As I worked on the
machine, his hand moved in rhythm with me. He pushed his fingers
forward, and since I wasn't wearing panties, they went inside my
cunt."
"Oh fuck yes! He was fingering your cunt right there in
public. Did you cum?"
"I would have except he would stop when he felt me getting
close. He just kept working on me ... getting me hotter and
hotter. Several men were watching."
"What happened next?"
"He told me to follow him as he had something to show me. I
knew damn well what it was, and I couldn't wait to see it. We
went into an office, and he pulled his jockey briefs down, and
there was his long, black, and very hard cock. My pussy just
gushed when I saw it. It had been so damn long since one had
been inside me."
My daughter now had her feet up on the dashboard as she fucked
two fingers rapidly in and out of her squishing pussy. "You got
that one though, didn't you?" she moaned between strokes.
"He took my hand, the one with my rings on it, and placed it on
his cock. My red nails and rings made it so exciting. He asked
if I wanted it to pleasure me. I nodded, but then, he told me to
beg for it. Oh Cheryl Honey, I did! I begged and pleaded for
him to fuck me with it." Cheryl was obviously about to cum
again.
"He grabbed the top of my outfit and pulled it down to my knees
and pushed me over the desk. I spread my feet as far apart as
possible and arched my ass. He started sliding it up and down my
slit. I was howling then, but I screamed when he put it into
me."
Cheryl's cunt was erupting now, juices running down her ass.
"He fucked me hard, Honey. Oh god! He rammed me so damn hard.
I was cumming over and over and over. All the time he was
fucking me, he was mocking me as a country club wife, a trophy
wife made for his hard cock. Soon he came in me. My cunt was a
river of his cum. He told me to pull up my clothes and go back
and work out some more. My cunt was a swamp with my juices and
his cum."
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Once we were at the mall, Cheryl told me to open the top of my
dress. It buttoned down the front, and, once opened, my breasts
were fairly easy to see. We shopped around a bit. We tried on
shoes and she had me show my pussy to whomever was waiting on me.
I noticed that Cheryl's panties were easily visible sticking out
of her pants. Once when a sales girl was waiting on us, she
leaned over and kissed me. The girl blushed, and Cheryl kissed
me again, this time with passion and tongue. My legs opened so
the girl could see my wet pussy.
I was so hot, but nothing more came of that. We shopped around
in a jewelry store where my daughter had the saleslady hold up
several pairs of gold rings that she told her were for my
nipples. The saleslady, a woman in her late 30s, blushed but was
obviously excited. Cheryl asked her to pick a pair that she
thought would look good in my nipples. She brought out a pair,
and my daughter said, "Let's see how they would look."
Cheryl opened my dress wider to expose my breasts, and the
saleslady held them against my nipples saying, "I think they look
fabulous, don't you?"
Eventually, we had to leave as we were supposed to be back in
time for lunch. At the car, Cheryl unzipped her pants and told
me to make her cum. I put my hands in her pants as she was
driving. I couldn't get at her pussy very well as the pants were
too tight.
Finally, she pulled over at the same park we had used earlier,
let her seat down, and said, "Now, Mother, make me cum. Fuck me
with your finger like you would want to be fucked." It only took
me about five minutes to get her off.
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Random Encounters:
As we didn't get to visit with Cheryl and Phil more than once
every six to eight weeks, and educational conferences are only
held two or three times a year, most of the time I was left
without any means of satisfying my sexual needs. Although I saw
my students everyday, they were all underage, and Carlos was only
interested in oral sex once a week.
Fortunately, at somewhat unpredictable, random intervals, I
would have an opportunity to get a cock into my pussy, but it
wasn't nearly as often as I would have liked or as often as I
needed. With Mac's impotence showing no signs of abating, I had
to take advantage of every such opportunity that arose.
Otherwise, I would go crazy.
On two occasions I actually got laid at a service station. I
hated cleaning the windshield and pumping gas. I had no idea how
or when to change the oil on my car, so I always went to a
full-service station to have the attendants do those things for
me.
The first time I got laid, I had gone to the station wearing a
short dress with thigh-high stockings. As the young attendant
was cleaning the windshield, I spread my legs enough that he
could see up my dress all the way to my panties. I wasn't the
least bit surprised when he took a very long time to clean and
polish the windshield. By the time he had finished, I was
certain that I had the cleanest windshield in town.
At that point, I rolled down the window and asked him to check
the oil. Naturally, he told me to open the hood, but I replied
that I didn't know where the release was. That was a lie, but
what the hell, my pussy was a raging inferno after several weeks
without a cock.
He came around to the driver's side, and I opened my door.
With one of my legs half in and half out of the car and the other
one still on the floor board, he had a great view of my thighs
and panties. He slipped in beside me and pulled the hood
release. At the same time, I opened my legs even wider. As he
stared at my panties, I said, "I need my fluid level checked too.
Do you know how to check a woman's fluid level?"
He didn't need an engraved invitation. Without hesitation, he
put his hand up my leg, under my panties and into my cunt. I
felt my vagina contract around his fingers as he slowly fucked
them in and out of my wet hole. I was so wet.
"Seems to me that your fluid level is brim full, Mam," he said
with a broad grin.
"I don't think your probe was in long enough or deep enough to
properly check it. Do you have a dip stick that's any longer
that you could use for a long enough time to give me thorough
check up?"
I got out of the car giving him a full spread shot and walked
to the ladies' restroom. I wasn't surprised when he followed.
When he entered the ladies' room, I was already bent over the
sink with my dress up and cunt ready for his probe. His long
'dip stick' slid right into my steaming cauldron where it checked
my fluid levels for the next half hour. When he had finished his
examination, my levels were a lot greater than they were when he
first inserted his long 'dip stick'.
After that first check of my fluid levels, that young attendant
or his buddy would check me out a couple of times a month if I
came in when their boss wasn't around.
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Mac and I are invited to quite a few parties, and we always
reciprocate. The parties are a lot of fun, but usually there
aren't many opportunities for sex. Mac is almost always present
as are the other wives who seem to frown on my making use of
their husbands' cocks to take care of my ever-present problem.
But every once in awhile, some guy wants me badly enough to take
a chance.
When it happens, it's usually in some dark corner or out in the
woods or garden. The most erotic encounter I've ever had
occurred at a formal party two years ago.
I was wearing a red gown with heels and thigh-high stockings
but no panties. As I was sipping a glass of champagne, a man
came up behind me. I felt him touch my ass, and I immediately
shivered with desire. At the time, it had been almost a month
since I had had a cock inside my cunt.
Feeling my response, he pulled me to a dark corner in the
study. His hands easily moved my dress aside as it had long
slits, and, once he had it out of the way, his fingers began
playing with my asshole. He would move to my cunt, slip his
fingers inside to wet them, and then push them into my ass.
It took all my will power to remain still and quite pretending
that nothing was happening. The first words he spoke to me were
"Bend over."
As soon as I did, I felt his cock probe me. I looked around
making sure no one was watching. He pushed and it entered,
stretching my ass around his thick rod. My knees went weak and
he had to hold me. I was moaning softly as he fucked me. He
came rather quickly shooting his load deep inside my ass. It had
been too fast to get me off, but it felt marvelous anyway. I
looked at him as he left. It was a man I had been teasing
throughout the evening. Showing him my legs, etc. I noticed him
move then to a gorgeous woman, who must have been his wife. I
wondered if he told her that he had just fucked the teasing bitch
in her ass.
That night in my bed, I masturbated to three hard orgasms
thinking about him and what he had done to me.
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Once when I had gone over five weeks without a man, I just
couldn't stand it any longer. On impulse, I went back to the
adult video store Cheryl had taken me to several months
previously when I had first told her about her father's
impotence.
Every man looked at me when I entered, but none approached.
Men always seem to want sex, but when there's hot woman around,
most of them just look. Some even pretend not to be looking.
It's incredibly frustrating, particularly when my pussy is
dripping and I need cock.
Not knowing what else to do, I went up to the middle-aged
manager and asked to see the dildos he had available. He pointed
to the glass case, and I asked if he would take them out so I
could check their size. He grinned and soon a half dozen were
lying on the counter.
I picked out one that was about 8 inches in length and pretty
thick. "This looks like it would be fun, but I'm not sure it
will fit," I said to the manager, who was now licking his lips as
he stared down my dress at my tits. "Could I try it out here in
the store?"
"If you try it out, Lady, you have to buy it," he said.
When I nodded, he added, "But maybe there's a way for you to
try it without having to pay for it. Look over the counter."
I stood on tip toes and looked behind the counter. He had his
cock out, and it was thick... really thick... and very, very
hard. "Reach over and touch it," he ordered. My red nails
touched it. It throbbed hard, and I trembled.
He motioned for me to follow him, and we went back to a little
larger booth than the one Cheryl and I had shared before. He
pushed me against the wall, grabbed my hand, and put it on his
cock. I began jerking him as he kissed me.
I was still jacking him off, when he raised my skirt up around
my waist, knelt and pulled down my panties. Once he had my cunt
bared, he turned me around so that I faced the wall.
"Spread your feet apart, Honey, and arch your sexy ass."
I did it and felt his cock entering my cunt. He fucked me hard
as I grunted on every thrust. As he screwed me, I looked down
and saw a cock sticking through the hole. The manager must have
also seen it because he pushed my head downward until it was
right in front of the hole, and the cock was no more than a
couple of inches from my lips.
He rammed his cock into and out of me several times and then
said, "SUCK IT!" When I did, he filled my cunt with his cum. As
his load spewed out and ran down my thighs, I continued to suck
the cock and soon it came in my mouth. He then opened the
package and pushed the dildo in my cunt. When he did, some of
the cum he had left oozed out around it.
"Well, does it fit," he asked with a laugh as he fucked me with
the artificial cock. Squishing noises filled the booth as a
second cock was thrust through the hole. I didn't have to be
told what to do this time. I came on the dildo shortly before
the second cock ejaculated into my mouth.
When I left the store, the dildo was in my handbag. The
manager had not charged me for it. I figured it was a fair
trade. He and the two strangers in the booth got what they
wanted, and I got what I desperately needed.
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Phil:
On our next visit to Phil and Cheryl's after our trip to the
adult video store and the mall, I was shaking with anticipation
wondering what Cheryl had planned for me on this visit. I was
disappointed when nothing happened for the first two days. On
the morning of our third day, Mac slept late, and Cheryl and
Donna went off on a shopping trip.
I thought that Phil had already left for his construction job,
but he was still sitting at the kitchen table sipping a cup of
coffee when I came in.
"Good morning, Nancy. I was hoping you'd get up and not sleep
late this morning. I've been waiting for you."
"Why?"
"Oh, I was wondering if you'd like to see the construction site
where I'm working now?"
"Am I allowed on the site?"
"Not normally, but, after all, I'm the boss. So who's to say
no?" he grinned.
"I'd love to."
"On the way to the site, he told me that Cheryl had told him
about my problem with Mac."
"I asked her not to tell anyone," I said somewhat perturbed.
"No harm done. I would never let anyone outside the family
know about Mac's problem. She just told me because she knows
you're climbing the walls for lack of sex. How long has it
been?"
"About three weeks right now. I have a few guys who I see
occasionally, but they can't always get away."
When we arrived at the site, an office complex, Phil waved at
one of the crew as we started my tour. We had not gone very far
when I felt his presence behind me. I looked and his cock was
out and poking me.
"Remember this? I saw you watching me fuck Cheryl the last
time you were here. I also saw you finger fucking your hot
pussy. I guarantee this will feel much better inside your cunt
than your fingers."
"I can't fuck you," I protested. "You're my daughter's
husband."
"If you don't let me fuck you, Nancy, my wife is going to be
very, very pissed off with me, and I probably won't get into her
pussy again for a week."
"You mean...," I started to say, but then stopped when Phil
pushed me back onto a table, lifted my dress, and stuck his big,
thick cock up my more than ready cunt. There was no foreplay. I
didn't need any. My cunt as already a swamp. He thrust two or
three times then pulled out and positioned it at my ass and
shoved it in. I moaned and he fucked. He told me I was a hot
piece and that he had always wanted to fuck me.
"Ooohhhhh fuck meeeee," I wailed, my ass a blur of motion as I
thrust upward every time he entered my ass or my cunt. "OOohhhhh
shit... soooo good. You can fuck me anytime you want, Honey.
Please... give it to me harder!"
He soon came in my ass and pulled out. I started straightening
out my dress, but he grabbed me and asked what I was doing. He
opened my blouse and slapped my breasts. Two or three slaps had
me whimpering and also wet again. He pushed me down to my knees,
and I saw that he was hard again. He put his cock on my lips.
It was natural for me to open and begin to lick and then suck it.
About that time a big, very large black man appeared. Phil,
pulled out of my mouth and told me to go kiss the man. I walked
toward him, my breasts out of my blouse and I kissed him deeply,
my tongue fighting with his. While I was doing this, he
unzipped, pulled out a snake of a cock, and took me standing up.
Phil came up behind me while the black man was plunging in my
cunt and I felt his hard cock again at my ass. In moments, I was
impaled on two cocks, and loving every second.
Phil shot off before the black stud even though he had already
put one load into me. After Phil pulled out of my ass, the black
guy put me on my back and slammed that huge black pole deep into
my cunt. I convulsed in an intense orgasm... the first of three
before the guy filled my pussy with his cum.
For the rest of that visit, Cheryl would keep Mac busy talking
or showing him her latest projects while Phil fucked me every
chance we had. Unfortunately, our visit came to an end, and
returned home. Of course, that meant that once again, I returned
to my life of near celibacy with only occasionally breaks every
three or four weeks. I keep hoping that my husband's potency
will return, but it doesn't seem likely after so many years.
==============================
Epilog:
All of the above events were described by Nancy in a series of
e-mail messages to me. In fact, in many cases, the actual
narrative used in the story was simply taken from her e-mail
messages.
At the present time, Mac is still impotent, and Nancy is still
coping with the situation as well as she can. Usually, she has
sex once a month or so. The following is from one of her
e-mails:
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Hi Gordon,
For some reason I like to fuck all kinds of men when I get
turned on and pushed over the edge, but the only women that seem
to appeal are women like myself. The country club, trophy wife
type. I was hoping there would be a young stud hanging around at
the convenience store instead of a female employee. I would have
let him fuck me. Take me up against the wall outside the store.
I am waiting for your next assignment. I hope it's something
exciting. Since I didn't have my pedicure Saturday, I will be
going in today. Maybe wear this little white outfit I have.
Then go down to the club to lounge around or do some workout. I
need to walk some, maybe sit in the sauna. Tomorrow I have a
meeting at the school. I still sub once in a while, and also am
on a library committee.
Hmmmm, I'm still thinking of the scene at the convention. I
need to really be fucked like that. I'm also thinking of your
session with your wife. I'm sitting here in a pair of green
panties, French cut and black sling back high heels. Maybe I'll
stand in the door frame again and let the neighbor see me. Would
you like that?
I don't think I'll wear panties to the beauty salon, however
with this dress (it is like a dress jumper, all one piece), I
might show a stain if I get aroused. Wish you would force me to
suck your cock. I can imagine it in my mouth now. The neighbor
on his patio watching me suck you. Cum in my mouth. Pinch my
nipples as you cum.
God! I need a cock--badly.
Love, Nancy (your special married slut)
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