( part one can be found here https://www.wihood.com/boards/member/Chromenhawk/recent ))

Terror Weekend ( Part 2 - The Return )

Your breath was coming in short pants. You don't know how long it has been. Your rib cage is aching. You are scared. You read somewhere that if a person is actually hung by their wrists long enough the lungs collapse.

Your whole body is aching from shivering. Being naked is getting to you. The fucker has you hurting so bad and has barely even hit you. Just the environment is giving the beating.

The bleeding has stopped on your right foot. You almost had the knife. But it cut between your toes and when you flinched you knocked the knife over.

Then you hear the muffled sound of an engine approaching and stop. A car door open and close.
OMG ... he is back ... oh fucking thank god!

The door rattles and he walks in. His shirt in his hand a bag dangling from his fist. The mask still on.
He looks at the knife knocked over and you can sense his smile.
He looks at you and sees the look of relief on your face. That you are HAPPY he is back.

And the shivering stops. Replaced by a cold anger and focus. No way. No way is that smirking bastard going to get pleasure from your relief at his being there.

He walks up t you and runs his hand up your thigh, over your hip, and along your side to your left breast. You glare at him willing the thought "I am going to cut your balls off and fry them" into his head.

He smirks more and grabs the nipple and TWISTS HARD ... and keeps twisting harder and harder until your eyes close in tears and you moan out in agony.
Then he lets the nipple go and you are gasping and heaving again.
you feel his hand between you legs running the slit once, twice. Then open your eyes him licking his fingers.

You try to glare back again willing him to hear "So what. I am wet. My body betrays me, but you WON'T get the satisfaction of my mind."
You know this game. Maybe not this intense .. but you know it.

He walks behind you and you hear a thud. He probably threw the bag on the table.

Then you hear a whir and feel a strong wind on your backside. Cold freezing. The bastard turned the fan on. A little dragging as you are cussing him out and a click an hum and the air on your back suddenly becomes warm. Soothing warm.

You feel him behind you, blocking parts of that oh so wonderfully warm wind, and your feet are pulled together. And something is being wrapped around the ankles. Looking down yuo see it is vinyl tape.

His mouth is on your ass then. kissing, licking the sweat. A nip and a bite. The moan escapes your mouth through the gag. So soft and sensual. So much like the fuckhead is worshiping your ass. But the softness with the warmth feels so good.

And then his mouth is gone and you feel the full strength of the warm air. Drying his saliva on your ass.
Almost drying the fluid between your tied together legs. The leaking you had from that soft sweet mouth on your ass.
You let your head drop and shake it. NO!
No letting him think you like it in your mind.

A click and your hands get yanked up a bit, the agony of stretching , but then the clink clink of the metal and you fel your body getting lowered.

Not sure if you are relieved or not. He is ready to use you. But GOD! The relief of the chains and being stretched out after all those hours he was gone.

You body pools to the floor and you sob. And the fan is changed again so it is blowing over your whole body.
You relax into it but mind tense for the assault to come.

You hear the clatter of a chair and a little rustle.
And again the screech ... the damn screeching.

You look back. He is sitting there, sharpening the most wicked knife you have ever seen. Just sharpening. Barely paying attention to you.
Next to him is a big fan blowing air through a space heater.
All he did was protect the health of his fucktoy. Broken toys don't give blowjobs ... you hear that once.
He s just sitting there and the screech of the whetstone on the knife is driving you nuts.

And you remember the OTHER knife. The one he threw down earlier that cut your foot.
You relax. Let the warm air work into your muscles. Wait for him to get into his routine. You will teach him not to think.

Carefully you shift your body. AS if trying to get comfortable. To let the hot air from the fan get to other cold parts.

You wait.
You let your body stop trembling. Although it is aching.
YOu lay your head on your arm as if you are sleeping. And you so want to. But you pay attention. He runs his thumb along the edge of the blade and then starts to dig through a tool box for something.

And you reach out carefully and quietly for that knife. The one he forgot about. Fingertips touching the hilt. Ready ... for

Suddenly you feel yourself pinned to the ground. His whole body against yours.
Your cheek being ground into the wood floor. His breath on the back of your neck.

"I so wish you had gotten to it. It would have been more fun. But I won't let you win by not trying hard enough."

You feel him squirming on your back and then feel his pants sliding down. As he hold your face to the floor by the back of the neck.
His knee pins the small of your back and you feel a sharpness descend down your calf as he cuts through the bindings of your ankle bonds.

As soon as they are free you start to kick. and start to reach even harder for that knife. Just so close to your fingers. He PINNED you ... The fool didn't knock that knife away!

Suddenly he slams your face into the floor HARD ... and your eye and forehead hurt where he slammed it.
He slams AGAIN and AGAIN.
And you know you are about to pass out.

Your body feels flipped. Your legs shoved apart and you look up ... the darkness fading.

Just as you feel him enter you.
You try to scream ... and you realize you are screaming at YOUR body.
Because when he slid in? He had no problem. You were so wet, it just went right in.

His left hand wraps around your throat and you can feel him squeezing. Your breath catches. Your hands pushed above your head.
You knees, sliding along his hips with each thrust.
Your betrayer feet, on his ass. Not just held out unwillingly but on his fucking ass, pulling him in.

No breath, no gasp, mother fucker holding your arms above your head and chewing on your tits.
fingertips brushing the edge of that sweet knife you almost got ... sweet enough if you could just grab it and plunge it in his back.

And your hips tremble, your thighs quiver, your vision dwindles down to a pint from the lack of oxygen ... he is about to shoot ... you can tell ... if only ... the knife ...

And you feel warmth in your pussy ... a lurch, a growl, a grunt and ... the whole splash and you know ... not even a condom ...
and you cum with him ... in an explosive cum ...

as
his
fingers
around
your neck
make
you
BLACKOUT

Part 18: Need for Adventure [rest of the story on my profile :) ]

Since we moved into the new house, my sexlife has gotten a bit stale. Yes, I was fucking Haley and Anna on a daily basis, but it became a routine. Anna felt the same way. So we had to spice things up a little.

So once again, I was out for prey. At that point I was 31 or 32 years old. I was a trainer for a sport (on amateur level, so training once a week) and let me just say I work with 18-25 year old girls in tight sport outfits. I often heard rumors of one of "my girls" having a crush on me, but I never hooked up with any, because I thought it was too dangerous. I still was close with all of them, they were very open towards me. Since I got married even more of the girls were interested in me (thats what I've heard). Some even openly told me how lucky my wife was and how they would swap with her if they could (told as a joke). Now most of them had boyfriends and the one I was interested in was no different. Her name is Katy, some call her Kat (because she could move just as elegant as a cat).
She is a slim, short (5ft4) brunette with b-cup tits, 21 years young. Her long hair is usually in a ponytail, her sports outfit is a black crop top and black skin-tight shorts. I heard rumors that she had a crush on me some years ago and back then she would always try to get my attention by choosing sexy outfits and getting close to me if possible. I never let her close enough though, so she gave up eventually.

From time to time we had training weekends/weeks. We often went to some training facilty near a lake, this time it was no different. We started training on monday. I had a harsh program for the girls: three training units per day. In between they could cool off in the lake. Just imagine a group of young women sweating, running, being athletic. Then they all get their bikinis out and go swimming. I loved the job as a trainer. At the end of the third unit on monday I let all girls but Katy leave. Her head was red, her body sweaty. She barely looked me in the eyes and seemed frustrated.
Me:"Katy, whats going on? You didnt seem to be on top of your game today."
K(looking at her feet):"Sorry coach."
Me:"Come on, you know I you dont have to apologize to me! I just want to know whats going on."
K:"I guess I had my head elsewhere..."
Me:"Look at me Katy." She did. "We both know you can do better. Next time, breath deeply, focus on the game. Okay?"
K:"Okay."
Me:"And now I wanna see that smile of yours again."
K:"I... I dont feel like..."
I hugged her, pressed her against my chest. First she didnt react but then she put her arms around me too.
K:"Thanks I needed that."
Me:"Now there is the smile I was missing all day. Now get going! You dont wanna miss the swimming do you?"
K:"Why dont you join us? That would be fun."
Me:"Okay I guess."

I got changed and went to the lake. Katy was right, it was a lot of fun. I played with the girls and dunked some of them.
Afterwards we ate dinner and soon went to bed.

Tuesday, we all got up early, had breakfast and went to training. Katy did far better this time. When ever she looked at me I gave her a thumps up. I was rewarded with broad smiles. The day as a whole went well. In the evening I had a movie evening planned. Almost everyone was there, but Katy and some of her roommates were missing. They came 5 min later and without Katy. They told me that she was upset about something and wouldnt come. I told them to start the movie and that I would get her. I got to her room, the door was closed. I knocked. No answer. I called her name but she would answer. So I just went in. She was laying on her bed, crying. I sat besides her and put a hand on her back. She twitched away for a second but then let me. When she would stop sobbing, I pulled her up and into my arms. It was an awkward position and soon my back stiffend.
Me:"Come sit on my lap." I basically pulled her onto my lap and she hugged me and sobbed at my shoulder. Finally she calmed down a little.
Me:"Whats going on?"
K:"Remember how I told you that my head was elsewhere? It's about my boyfriend. I think he wants to break up with me."
I hugged her tightly. A sigh escaped her lips.
Me:"Do you want to talk about it?"
K:"No... please just... hold me..."
She then sat with her face to me on my lap, pressing her chest against me and resting her head on my shoulder. I stroked her back slowly. She relaxed and sunk onto me even more. How her pants were touching my pants. I tried suppressing my erection and for a while I succeded. I stopped stroking her back to make the situation less intimate, but she immediately said "No, please go on... it feels so good..."
So I continued. After a while she said
K: "You know, I think he doesnt find me attractive anymore..."
Me:"Oh come on thats nonsense. You are a beautiful young woman."
K: "You think so?"
Me:"Yes! Whoever says something different is an idiot."
She leaned back a little to look me in the eyes.
K: "That's so sweet of you!"
Then she looked down at herself and me and said
K:"Wow, what would your wife say if she found you flirting with a girl in this position?"
Me:"Well I wont tell her..."
K:"Me neither. So we are good. Could you keep hugging and stroking me. It really helps."
So I did. Her head was on my shoulder again and when I started stroking her back, she moaned a little. I couldnt help it, I was getting hard. I thought she had to feel it eventually.
K:"You know, my BF would never stroke my back like that."
She started purring silently. She leaned back again, her eyes locked onto mine, her look dreamy. Her hands worked their way up to my face. Then she kissed me. I was hard as stone in a split second. Quickly Katy retreated, looking shocked.
K:"I shouldnt have... I'm sorry, I ... I just..."
I just shook my head.
Me:"Its all right, dont worry."
K:"Is it though? Just look how wet I got from that!"
She pulled her pants to the side and revealed her wet panties.
She then looked up at me and said
K:"But it looks like you enjoyed it as well."
Me:"Cant say I didnt, I guess. But we shouldnt tell anybody about it."
Katy nodded, got up and said:"I sorry, it wont happen again, I promise."
Me:"Dont worry about it. Just get cleaned up and come to the movie okay?"
K:"Yessir! I'll be there in a minute."
I left her room and went to the movie. Katy came some minutes later. She looked fine. Over the course of the movie, whenever there was a kiss scene, Katy would look at me and bite her lip. I acted like I didnt notice.

Wednesday started normal. In the traning, Katy was doing okay, not as badly as monday, but worse than tuesday. I also noticed that she looked at me more frequently than usual. She was also wearing no sports bra as far as I could see. Also her string tanga was clearly visible over her ass and the outline under her shorts were visible as well. I had a hard time fighting my boner. My pants werent very loose so I had to be careful. After the noon training, the girls went to shower while I was cleaning up the sports hall. When I was done, most of the girls were already done showering and left the building. I went into the shower as well, which is right next to the womens shower. I heard some more girls leave. When I was using my shampoo, I heard moans from the womens shower (my shower was off at that time, thats why I heard it. Also the shower rooms have no door, just a vision block). I washed out the shampoo and afterwards the moans had stopped. I quickly got dressed and left the gym. I caught a glimpse of the girl walking away. It was Katy.
After that the day went on as usual, until after the afternoon training. Again, most of the girls had already left. When I went to the shower I heard two girls talk. One was Katy, the other one was Rachel, a tall blonde with striking looks.
R:"What are you doing?"
K:"Nothing?"
R:"Come on, you do not cleaning your pussy for 5 minutes straight. Are you rubbing yourself?"
K:"So what?"
R:"Nothing just... Who are you thinking about?"
K whispered something.
R:"The coach? No way. I mean... he is hot ..."
K:"Yeah right? I cant get him out of my head. His tight shirt... And I'm pretty sure I saw a little bulge in his pants."
R:"Yeah I think you're right... And now that you're standing in front of me like that... I'm really turned on..."
K:"Come here.."
I stood there stunned. I heard two of the hottest girls in my team making out and fingering each other. I mean, I heard rumors that this has happend in my team before, but I never believed it. I was too afraid to turn the mens shower on, they might know that I am there then. So I just stood in silence and listened to them finger fucking each other. I hid in the mens shower room and started masturbating. When Rachel and Katy came out of the showers, Katy said:
K:"Would you kiss the coach if you had the chance?"
R:"Hell I would fuck him if I could."
In that moment I shot my load on the floor. I cleaned up after myself and went out as well.

Thursday had both Rachel and Katy watching me closely. They also winked at each other a couple of times. They were playful around me but never dared to touch me for too long. When we were swimming in the afternoon, that changed. They were constantly on me, trying to dunk me. I was still taller and stronger than them, but it was actually challenging to fend of both. I then went for a swim, leaving both of them behind me. When I came back, all but Katy had left. She met me at a depth were she could barely stand.
K:"Coach, I have to talk to you."
Me:"Here? Well okay, what is it?"
K:"I have been thinking about the kiss..."
Me:"And?"
K:"Well... I got so horny I started masturbating thinking of you..and...I really want you and..."
Me:"And what?"
K:"And I'm not wearing bottoms right now."

She lifted her hand out of the water, in it the bikini bottoms. With the other hand she grabbed my dick. I was already getting hard, but her strokes made me harder instantly.
Me:"Do you really think this is a good idea? I have a wife and you have a boyfriend..."
K: "So its in our both interest that this stays between us..."
Me:"I see..." With that I grabbed her and pulled her close.
Me:"But what about the others? they may see us."
K:"They are all at dinner. They wont see anything."

We made out while she was still stroking my cock. I stroked her back in return, getting some purrs out of her again. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulled herself up a little and whispered in my ear:
K:"Please fuck me coach."
She wrapped her legs around me as well and I lifted her up by her ass. I slowly lowered her onto my dick. When I pushed in the tip she moaned.
K:"Damn, I didnt know you were so big Coach. My BF is so much smaller... ouuuuuh"
My hips moved back and forth a little, penetrating her a little more every time.
K:"Uhh yes. Oh. Slowly, just like that...You are so big.."
When I finally had my whole dick in her she was purring in my ear.
K:"Fuck my tiny pussy slowly Coach..."
So I did. We made small waves, but no sound. I kept fucking her slowly, after 5 min she had her first orgasm and collapsed into my arms.
K:"Keep going, I still want more...."
And so I did. After another few minutes she said "Now fuck me harder. Harder. Even harder. Come on FUCK ME"
I fucked her as hard as I could in the water, she pressed herself against me bit my shoulder and came again. I shot my load into her pussy just a few seconds later.
K:"That was... amazing..."
We parted ways then, she went to dinner asap and I waited for a while before going.

To my surprise, Katy really kept her mouth shut. Friday went by without another incident with her. But Rachel actually sprained her ankle after having a cramp in the noon pratice. So I helped her to the med room, helped her lay down. She was wearing a sports skirt which is kinda uncommon for the type of sport we are doing. She was still panting heavily from all the running.
Me:"I'll take off your shoe and have a look at your ankle alright?"
R:"Okay coach."
I pulled of her shoe and sock, hurting her in the process.
Me:"I'm sorry, I didnt mean to hurt you."
R:"Its okay, I like it rough" and laughed. I laughed with her. The ankle didnt look too bad, so I just got some ice spray to cool it. After I had applied the spray...
R:"Coach? Could you help me get rid of the cramp as well?"
Me:"Sure, what shall I do?"
R:"Can you massage my calves and thighs?"
Me:"Sure thing."
I started with the calf of the leg with the sprained ankle. Rachel laid on her back, the massaged leg bent and the other one straight. She had spread her legs a little so I could see her panties. Her eyes were closed. As I worked up my way to her thighs she bit her lip and whispered "oh yes.. thats good... keep going..." I intended to only massage half of her thigh so I would get too close to her pussy, but she insisted that I should go the full distance. She moaned ever so slightly as my fingers were just inches from her pussy. After my fingers "accidently" touched her panties I could see a wet spot forming on them. After I was done with the first legs I excused myself and went into the sports hall again to tell the other girls what they should practise for the next few minutes before taking a shower. When I went back to the med room I heard Rachel moan even before I opened the door. I knocked and went in immediately. So I caught a glimpse of her wet pussy before she covered it up. She didnt manage to pull the panties all over it, so it was still only 3/4 covered.
Me:"Sorry, I had to tell the girls what to do. How do you feel now?"
R:"errrr... I .. I already feel a bit better but... could you still massage my other leg please?"
Me:"Sure, thats what I came back for."
So I worked my way up her other leg, while she once again closed her eyes and bit her lip from time to time. When I reached the end of her thigh, her panties were soaked and the part of her pussy that I could see wet from her juice. When I pulled back my hand, she grabbed it and said "Thank you Coach...." and looked me into the eyes. I broke eye contact and said "I will send one of the girls to pick you up and go shower, do you want someone in perticular?"
R:"Can you send Katy?"
Me:"Sure, she'll be right with you."

When I found Katy and told her to get back to Rachel, she looked at me suspiciously but said nothing. She kinda brushed me off.

I went to the showers myself and when I was done I heard Rachel and Katy at it again. I didnt dare staying as long as last time so I went out.

The afternoon practice went normal, but Katy seemed to be mad at me. Easy to guess why. Maybe Rachel even told Katy that I fucked her. I didnt know.

On Saturday, we had a show match against another team. I had told Anna about what happend, but not my wife. Anna and Haley came to the game, while Jim watched the house. Some parents of the girls were there as well.
We won the game, partially thanks to Katy. When it was over, all the girls went to the shower together, even Rachel. It was their kind of "aftershow party". Meanwhile I talked to Anna and Haley. After half an hour I excused myself and went to the shower as well. During the shower I thought about Katy and Rachel. The thought of their wet pussies made me hard. I had my back to the entrance, so I didnt hear her come in.
"Coach?"
I turned around. Katy was standing in the door, already fully dressed.
Me:"Hey."
K:"So... who is your favorite girl in our team? I heard what you did to Rachel. Sounded like you didnt want me anymore... So I came here to make sure that I'm still your favorite."
With that she began stripping out of her hot pants, tank top, bra, panties. When she was naked she asked:
K:"Do you like what you see? Your penis does I think."
I could only nod. She flung her cloths behind the door and came up to me. She jerked me off for a while, then started blowing me. I pulled her up, pushed her against the wall and started fucking her while the shower was raining down on us. I started slow again, but Katy asked for more and more. When I reached full speed she tried to speak but only got out one word per pounce.
K:"Wow..I..thought..you..were..fucking..me..hard..in.. the water.. but this.. is.. so..much.. faster... uggggghghgh"
I came deep inside her pussy, ramming in one last time. She collapsed into my arms immediately.
Just as Katy got dressed behind the door, there was a knock on it. The door opened a little and I heard Haleys voice "Hey are you okay? You're taking very long in there."
Me:"Dont worry, I'm done, I'll be out in 5 min."
Katy remained silent, not moving at all. After Haley left and we both had dressed, she kissed me on the cheek and whispered
K:"Btw. Im not on birth control."
I looked at her, stunned.
K(smiling):"Dont worry, I wanted to get pregnant from my BF anyway. We have been trying for several months now. Maybe your sperm is more potent..."
Me:"Well I got.." I almost said four.. "two kids. What if you really get pregnant? You could ruin my life."
K:"If I really get pregnant it will safe my relationship. Not getting pregnant is the reason why I think he wants to leave me. I would be forever grateful. I wont bother you, I promise."
Me:"Okay okay..."

I left the shower after saying goodbye. I found Haley and Anna waiting outside. A young man was standing with them. He told me he is Katies BF and was looking for her.
Me:"Well I havent seen her. Maybe she forgot something and went back to her room." I described the way to her room and he went off. When I looked at Anna she winked at me. I guess she figured out somehow...

From time to time I recieved selfies of Katy, but we didnt have sex again.
Several months later, Katy left the team because she was pregnant. I never found out if it was mine.

End of Part 18

Next story will be more about Anna again :)

Thats Katy in the pic btw

I confess to getting hard and turned on by my masseuse.

I know what your thinking just tip her and get the happy ending. Well Elle not that kind of a masseuse. Elle is licensed in therapeutic massage and is phenomenal at her work. My wife and I are both her clients. She works out of a legit chiropractic office so her services are covered on our insurance. My wife recommended chiropractic and massage massage therapy after I suffered a sports injury a few years ago.

The chiropractor had just aligned my spine. I was in waiting room. I had a nagging thought that I had forgotten something. Elle came out moments later to retrieve me. She greeted me with her typical warm smile. Elle was 24. She had a svelte toned and athletic body. Brown hair typically put up in a ponytail. Blue eyes and dimples. She was girl next door pretty. Elle motioned me towards the back rooms. I followed her down the long hall. I was watching her ponytail sway from side to side when my attention was drawn to her perfectly toned ass clad in yoga pants. The tight fit of her yoga pants left little to the imagination. I was fascinated with each perfectly outlined ass cheek rise and fall as her hips swayed side to side. Her walk was purely feminine. I was having a hard time finding a panty line when we arrived at the door to her room. My eyes lingered a bit too long and Elle caught me staring. She opened the door and invites me in wordlessly with a friendly smirk.

SHIT! I realized what I had forgotten. I didn’t pregame. Pregaming in this case meant masturbating before my appointment. A practice I began after an untimely, embarrassing erection I had with my original masseuse shortly after I began massage therapy. I got the impression that I had offended this masseuse so I apologized. After another awkward appointment with my original masseuse, she announced that she was getting married and her fiance got a job out of state. That is when both my wife and I began seeing Elle. Turns out that Elle was a much better masseuse anyway.

Once inside the room Elle asked, You want me to concentrate on your lower back and hips still? I nodded. She continued, You know the drill. Get undressed and I'll be back in a a few minutes.

She closed the door behind her as she left. I quickly undressed. I got on the table naked and face down. I pulled the sheet over me. I put my face in the saddle shaped cradle. A minute later I heard a soft knock at the door with Elle asking if I’m ready. I respond with a Yep. I hear the door open then close, Elle pulled the sheet down exposing my back. I felt her warm oily hands on my upper back moments later. Elle has a touch that is deep, slow and sensual. She intuitively skates the line between pain and pleasure with every movement. My stress melted away. My mind wandered to very recent memories of Elles beautifully shaped 24 year old ass. I mentally slap myself by recalling that I have a daughter her age. Never had I once thought of Elle sexually. No…. Really. I have admired her youthful beauty but never considered having sex with her before. As her hands moved down my back I force any notions of Elles sexuality out of my mind.

My mind wanders……. ***I recall a warm summer day. I’m in a field near my house with my childhood friend JoAnn. We had just finished swimming. We wanted to warm up and get some sun. We followed a deer trail through the yard high tall grass to a deer bed, where the grass had been flattened. We spread our towels on it and layed down. I was enjoying the warmth of the sun on my back when I felt something irritating it. Was it a bug? I shooed it away. I discovered it was a piece of grass that JoAnn was intentionally tickling me with. I told her to knock it off, It itches. Joann continue till I pulled it roughly from her hands and threw it away. I put my face back down in my arms.

Moments later JoAnn says, Sorry.

I answer with a shrug. JoAnn starts gently scratching my back where she had tickled me with the grass.

I let out a pur saying, now that feels good.

JoAnn’s light scratching turns to a light touch. It felt electric. I was being touched in areas that usually didn't get touched. A contented, Mmmmm escaped my lips. As she gently moved her touch slowly on my back. I turn to look at her. I notice the wet bright yellow panties of her bikini clinging to every curve of her vagina. I would come to know this as camel toe later in life. It felt I wanted share the sensation of touch with her.

Hey Joann, this feels really good. Let me do it to you.

She sprung up quickly, reached around her back and adeptly unfastened the back of her bikini top while holding the front against her so it wouldn’t fall off. She held it tight against her while she laid on her belly. Her naked back facing me waiting to be touched. I mimicked the movement of her touch on my back on hers.

JoAnn says, Oooo That really does feel good. I wish girls could go around topless.

Me too, I joke.

She continues, I remember when I was little girl and I didn’t have to wear a top when swimming. I felt free.

I suggested that she take her top off, No one will see in this tall grass. I won’t tell anyone.

JoAnn said, This doesn’t mean I want to have sex. You’re just my friend. Not my boyfriend.

I nodded and crossed my heart telling her, I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do, Promise.

JoAnn turned over and sat up. The loose top pressed against her chest covering her boobs. She conspiratorially looked in all directions making sure that the tall grass gave us enough privacy. She slowly removed the covering from her breasts and dropped the top beside her. She beamed with a triumphant yet bashful brace filled smile. Then she laid quickly on her side facing me to hide behind the tall grass. I don’t think I took my eyes off of her breasts since she bared them. I was fascinated.

What?, she asks embarrassed.

Your breasts have grown since the last time I saw them. Their amazing.

You think so? She responds looking down at them. They’re gonna get bigger. My Mom has big boobs. She looks down at my crotch. Oh my God! Did you get a boner from seeing these.

JoAnns breasts were fascinating. Her chest was no longer flat like mine but had 2 rounded mounds. The areola got larger and her nipples were erect. Joann asks me to lay down. As soon as I do she touches my chest. My eyes are wide open and staring at her lovely new breasts. She self consciously asks to me stop staring her boobs and to shut my eyes. I am slightly disappointed but I cooperate. I can feel her light touch as her fingers move up my arm, across my chest and down my other arm. Her touch is slow sensual. Then from my chin down the center of my chest, over my belly button to the top of my waistband. My cock involuntarily twitches inside my swim trunks from proximity of her touch. I wonder if she noticed. Her touch travels back up to my chest where it makes a lazy figure 8 around my nipples.

Your turn, I suddenly say as I sit up. Surprisingly JoAnn seems to be excited. She lays down and closes her eyes. I mimicked the path her touch took on my body. I touched her lightly as she did up her arm, across her chest above her breasts and down my other arm. Then from her chin down the center of her chest between her breasts. Over her flat belly button to the top of her bikini bottom waistband. I stopped to take a look at her camel toe. I moved my hand back up to her chest where it makes a lazy figure 8 around her the borders of her breasts.

JoAnn coos, Ooooo that feels good.

I asked her if I can touch them. She nodded approval. I cup one then the other and squeeze gently. I can’t help myself. I lean forward and take a nipple between my lips sucking and licking gently.

JoAnn smacks me on the back of my head playfully. HEY! I said you can touch but no kissing. Now you got to show me your boner.

I didn't quite understand the logic but I was willing to play along. I untied the drawstring on my swim trunks then then lifted the waistband to flash my hardened cock.

JoAnn says, I can barely see… Wait. She moves her head down placing an ear on my belly button. I can feel her naked breast against my thigh. My cock jumps. She squeals with delight. Did you just make it do that? Doesn’t it hurt being hard like that and trapped in you trunks. Maybe you should take it out.

I thought for a moment and asked, not before you show me your pussy like we used to. You show me yours and I’ll show you mine.

JoAnn responded with I don’t have anything down there. She nonchalantly pulled up the waistband of her bikini and exposed her pussy beneath the yellow material. Her thighs and torso made a Y where they met. At the Y where all creases met was a cleft barely covered by a sprinkling of dark downy hair. JoAnn pleads, come on Todd. Release it. Take your trunks off. I took my top off. I dare you.

I was never one to turn down a dare so I pulled my trunks down and my cock sprang up at full attention.

Wow! You got bigger too. JoAnn states then asks, Can I touch it?

I nod cooly, but inside I am dying for her to touch me. JoAnn touches me gently running fingers up and down the length of the shaft. I feel so good. Her touch sends shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I Instruct her to wrap her whole hand around it. She does.

Oooo. The skin is soft and warm but it’s so hard.

I ask her to move her hand up and down. She does and I moan. It feels amazing. This half naked girl is stroking my cock.

First she says, like this, while stroking. Wow I can feel the skin moving over the hard part. Then in reaction to my moan she ask, Wait….. Eww! are you getting off?

*** I crash back to the present when Elle asked if her pleasure is good. I think, did she just say pleasure? I come to my senses and reply the pressure is fine. Her skilled hands had been working on my lower back which was exposed to the top of my ass crack. I am now completely aware of my erection that has grown between me an the table.

Elle covered my back with the sheet and moved to my lower half. She exposed one leg and most of the attached buttock. While tucking the sheet between my legs, she inadvertently poked the tip of my hardened cock. It's understandable. It is typically not there. The unintentional physical attention to my cock has me wishing for more. Her hands sensually moved up and down my leg from mid thigh to ankle. If my leg could orgasm it would’ve already shot a load. It wasn’t a stretch to imagine how good those skilled hands and movement would feel on my cock. Her sexual partner was lucky. None of these thoughts helped my erection disappear. She kneaded my bare buttock then smoothed a knot in my hip. She barely gave me time to acknowledge her hands on my bare ass before putting me through the excruciating pain/pleasure of working out a knot. She covered me up and repeats on the opposite leg.

Then I began imagining what Elle looks like naked. Her breasts are C cup. Are her areola large or small? Her complexion is light so the probably pink. What does her pussy look like? She is most likely shaved clean. That seems to be what girls are doing now. Are her labia large or hidden? Her yoga pants left little to the imagination. It was perfect. Ok now I was picturing Elle naked while she massaged me.

Elle asked me how I’m doing. I know what's coming next. Shit! She needed me to turn over. I am at full mast. Hard as a rock. She lifted up the sheet and glanced away to provide a modicum of modesty. She asked me to flip over on my back and move down. I flip over hopeful that I wasn’t as hard as I thought I was. She replaced the sheet. I looked down and my hard on made a tent under the sheet. I glanced at Elles face. To credit her professionally she didn’t even seem to notice. I closed my eyes, slightly embarrassed, willing my erection soft. Nope, not gonna happen. My cock felt every movement of the sheet and loved it.

Elle was up behind my head and working. She said wow, I can feel a lot of tension in your neck and shoulders. Her hands are magic. The tension melted away. I didn’t even about sex for the moment. Until she moved her hands from the base of my neck, over my shoulders down my arms slowly and sensually. My eyes were closed but I could sense her position. I shave my head clean. I could feel what could only have been her pubic area as it lightly touching the crown of my head while she was bending forward over me. I opened my eyes and was staring at the bottom of her clothed breasts. I could only imagine her head inches from my sheet covered phallus. I wonder to myself if she is just as curious about me as I am with her.

Elle finished with my upper body. She moved the sheet to bare my leg, thigh and hip. The sheet felt exquisite as it moved against my cock as she tucked the it in under the opposite leg. The back of her hand grazed it and I nearly let out a moan. She worked my calf, then knots in my thigh when she massaged my hip. I was hyper aware of the proximity of her hands to my cock. She reached across my body and pulled my opposite hip through the sheet. The action caused her lower body to press into my naked leg. I didn’t know how much more I can take. She repeated the same work on my opposite leg. The sheet and her inadvertent touches prolonged my hardness. Before we finished she pulled on my legs to stretch them. She shook them by the ankle and left me wondering is she wanted to see my cock wiggle.

Elle announced that the massage was over by asking me how I was feeling. I told her I felt great as usual. I caught her eye before she left the room. I gave her a heartfelt apology for my condition. Sometimes it just has a mind of its own.

Elle smiled and looked down directly at the sheet where my cock was making a tent. She said flirtatiously, No worries. You’d be surprised how often that happens.
She left me to get dressed.

Hi guys, long time reader, first time poster.

I confess just the other day I achieved intercourse with a teenager. I wrote out how it happened for your fapping pleasure. Before the trolls arrive, I will not post pics or vids, as I enjoy banging this girl, and will not likely enjoy getting banged by Bubba if I ever got caught. Yes this is a true story.

I have changed our names to protect both of our identities.

***

I had arranged to meet Beth before the group gathering. Tonight is the youth group's Christmas banquet, and she thinks that she's coming in a bit early to get in some photographs.

Well, she is. I told her that I'd like to send some proofs to a modelling agency, and that I need a model to work with. She was flattered and more than willing to comply. Beth is a simple country girl, homeschooled. I asked her once about her schooling, if she learns about biology, physics, math, if her mom is really capable of teaching it. Turns out there's lots that she doesn't get taught.

I really wanted to know how much she knew about sex, and a general sex-education in highschool would include STDs, so I ask her if she's ever heard of chlamydia. She answers, "It's pronounced clematis, and it's a viney plant with white flowers." No sex-ed.

When she arrives, she's wearing a stunning crimson red dress. It hugs her curves. It's strapless, and shows the top of her cleavage, and shows more than half her thighs. The best part of the dress is the zipper up the front--it goes from top to bottom, and there's a zipper head on each end. She's let the heads run a couple of inches from the hem on both ends. She weighs maybe 100 pounds, this dress shows off her perfect legs and ass like nothing else.

Her blonde hair is up in a fancy kind of bun, with long strands dangling down. She isn't wearing any stockings and her legs are smooth and white, and wears a mid-calf-high leather boot, with heals. She's about 5'2" usually, with the boot maybe 5'4". For a 15 year old homeschooler, she has sex appeal down.

"Come right in!" I motion her into the studio I have set up. The studio is in the same building as the banquet, where this youth group meets. She wasn't warned, but I have three high-definition video cameras in the room--one at front, one at side, and one in the opposite corner, close to the ceiling. I intend to revisit this appointment in my mind many times, and the recorded video will help.

"So, today we're going to take a few shots and get them submitted to a modelling studio, to get their feedback on my photography technique. Ready?"

"Sure", she answers with a hesitance, "But what's the video cameras for?" She motions to the obvious cameras.

"Don't pay them any mind, they are for my own purpose. Just ignore them!" I keep cheery and focused, not gonna let this get derailed. I flick on the three high-wattage flood lamps and get some lighting going.

Beth sits on the provided couch. It's a slouchy couch that I selected exactly for that reason. She sits on it and immediately loses balance. Her arms and legs all go out to rebalance, and I get a glimpse of everything wonderful. Perfect "little girl" white cotton panties. And you know damn straight I caught a few clicks, nevermind the video.

"Whew! I almost fell right over!" She wiggles to sit upright. I get her in a few positions: upright, laying on her belly, laying on her back, standing in front of the couch, standing on the couch. A couple of favorites: I got one where she is laying on her belly, and she is facing the camera, head propped up on hands, with elbows to the floor and her knees apart and feet up towards her head. What a glorious view for the camera behind her; on the couch, laying on her back, she has her two hands almost cupping her breasts, pursed lips facing the camera, and her one leg straight and the other upright and bent. God I love her legs.

A couple of times I glimpsed her panties again, and made an "Oops!" kind of sound, so as to play innocent with her. It was obvious that it didn't *really* bother her, and she wasn't ever really embarrassed that it had happened.

Half an hour has passed and I probably have 100 photos, all very excellent. She loves the attention and follows every suggestion.

"Beth, have you ever been tanning?" She's white like my bed linens.

"No, Mom and Dad have me working the greenhouse and I don't get out to go to school, so not really."

"Your skin is very white, can we try something?" She nods. "Come sit on the couch."

I put down the camera and walk up to face her sitting on the couch, and put my hands on her calves just above her boots.

"If we rub your skin a little bit, they'll get a bit of color. Like a little bit red. Are you ticklish?" She shakes her head no.

It was a lie, that her skin should change color. There's no real truth behind it, but it was a lie based on truth: she doesn't like how white her skin is, and I want to touch her. I put my hands on her calf, right above the boot, and drag my fingertips in small circles, over her knee and up to her lower thighs.

She giggles, and doesn't protest. Her skin has changed color though, on her face; she is flushed.

I pull up her chin to look up at me standing in front of her, and do the same to her cheeks, her forehead, her nose, ears and behind the ears. When I got behind her ears, she closed her eyes and leaned in, so I took my time moving on. I tickled her hair, her neck, and moved to her shoulders. "Sit forward", I tell her.

She moves to the front edge of the couch, and I step on the couch to get behind her, then sit behind her with one leg on either side. "Now sit back." Her full weight is leaned against me, and if she knew what a hard-on was, she would feel mine pressed right against her lower back.

I continue massage tickling her shoulders, down her arms, and get back to her neck and ears. She lets out a soft moan and says "That feels really relaxing."

"And it's working too, your skin is changing color." There's no mirror for her to see, so I think she has to take my word for it. "I need to get every inch of your skin, so you're going to have to trust me." She doesn't react, or speak or flinch or anything, so I take my turn.

I casually make continuing tickle circles down her shoulders, to her collarbone, back to her neck, just beyond her collarbone. Her skin is so smooth, and without blemish, and she is totally relaxed and pressing her weight into me. Eventually I reach the hem of her dress, and am massaging her breasts. It's not a fondle or a cupping, but the same tickling. They're so tender, and they almost feel hot to the touch, but that might be in my head.

I continue to tickle up and down her chest, from hem up to neck and ears, and back down again. If she had any reason to be suspicious of foul play, it could be because I would be massaging this part of her body for 10 minutes alone. I even made sure to reach in under her dress a tiny bit, where the zipper head has been let down a bit. And when she didn't protest about that, I let slip in my fingers just under the hem of her dress, right onto her covered breasts. It's tight-fitting, so I don't insist on getting them in, just a bit of foreshadowing for her to think about.

"How are you doing?" I ask her, softly. "Mmmhmm" She responds without words, and I think she slouches a bit. I remember the camera that is facing the couch, and that it probably has a nice view of her crotch right now. OH! Her crotch..

I reach one hand down to her knee, and start massaging there, while the other tickled its way down the front of her dress. Agains she never protests that I ran my hand over her breast, over her belly, pressing in every step of the way. When both of my hands are on her knees, I start to do a drag kind of tickle, straight lines on her thighs, inside, on top, outside. And repeat, each time getting closer to the hem of her dress. Inside her thighs, on top of her thighs, outside of her thighs. Up and down. Repeat.

As I reach the hem of her dress, on my next pass I make a subtle gesture for her to part her legs, I just sort of push her knees a bit outwards. On my next trip up, I am not only inside her thighs, but reaching all the way down to the back of her thighs.

"Beth, do you still trust me?"

"Oh, yes!" She answers almost as a plea. "Put your hands on the back of my head." She reaches around, and clasps her hands on the back of my neck. At the same time I am continuing my upward travel to the hem of her dress, which has no risen because her legs are parted. Very gently, raking my fingers over the insides of her thighs I can feel the warmth that comes from the prize at the end of the road..

Then it happened, my thumbs caught the slightest glance of cotton--her panties. I almost froze it was so unexpected. I mean, I was going there, that's what I wanted, but now that I had arrived I was caught in fear.

"Are you done?" She asks. Her hands are rubbing my head, and she's almost squirming in my hands, as though to try to provoke me to continue.

"Not unless you are", I answer. She relaxes again, and sighs. She wants it.

Now, I pick up her one leg with both hands, and hook it on the outside of my knee. She complies and does her other leg for me. Now spread wide open, she leans her head on my shoulder, and for the first time I notice her breathing--it's quite heavy, she is silently panting.

So I work my way up from her knees, tickling her thighs, knowing that this time I will touch her, and there's no going back.

Every inch closer, she breathes another heavy sigh, I can feel her tensing her whole body, gripping and pulling my hair with her hands. Finally, with my thumbs, I feel the cotton again, and I rake up against it, making circles again.

Then, I hold my hands steady on either side of her panties, just millimetres from her crotch, and, holding my own breath, with my right thumb, gently press into the cotton. At first, light as a feather, and when I'm done, with enough pressure that Beth is squealing. She has never been touched like this.

I start to stroke my thumb up and down the cotton, where her pussy lips divide. It is so hot, and there is considerable friction from how wet she is. Beth is moaning with every exhale.

With the rest of my hands, I grip her under her thighs, right around to her ass, still stroking her very damp panties. She is almost pulling my hair out, writhing in ecstasy, moaning louder with every breath.

I move one hand from her thigh back to her chest, and stroke heavily her chest and neck and ear, and cup her clothed breast. I slow my stroking--I'd like to change pace, but don't want to disappoint her.

Now cupping her vagina and her breast, I just hold her tight, pressing her back against me. Breathing silently, but heavily, she finally speaks.

"Oh my God, Andrew. That is incredible. That feels so good. I don't want you to stop."

"Let's skip the banquet, eh? What do you say?" I have my eyes on the prize, and want to seal the deal. We're only a few rooms away, but nobody knows we're here, and we could stay all night. The banquet starts in about 30 minutes.

"Well.." she pauses. It's clear she wants to go.

"Ok, I tell you what. Let's stay here for a little while longer, go to the banquet, then come back. I promise you won't regret it." Beth is obviously excited.

"Andrew?" She asks. "I want more."

"Let me give it to you then." I slide out from behind her, thankful for a chance to breathe and give my own boner some space. She's now slouching right back against the couch, with her ass on the front edge.

I kneel down in front of her, and reach up her thighs, and under her (now unzipped) dress, grasping both sides of her panties at her waist. She lifts her ass a little and with a quick tug I have them at her ankles, then over her boots.

I look up and see in her full glory: perfect shapely thighs, knees slightly parted, and a perfect, swollen, parted and glistening wet pussy. She has a dirty-blonde patch of hair in a neat little V-shape above her labia, then a perfect hairless stomach.

"If you want to prove to me you're ready for this, then you'll have to leave these behind." The look of shock on her face, as a twirl her panties around my index finger, is priceless. I'm going to make this sweet innocent girl the hottest fuck toy there ever was.

She bites her bottom lip, looks up to a corner of her eye and finally nods to agree.

I can't tell you how precious a sight that is: I am knelt before her, panties in hand, her dress unzipped almost to her naval, legs slightly parted, red and swollen pussy in plain sight, sweat running down her face and hair plastered down, and now this look of mischief, of innocence lost, of lust across her face�

I rub my hands from her knees to her waist, on the outside of her thighs a few times, gradually working inwards. She's now looking into my eyes while I do it, and every time I get closer to her pussy her smile cracks even wider. Just as my hands are about to make contact, she closes her eyes and arches her back, but I stop, lean in, and blow a gentle breeze right over her swollen clitoris.

"OH GOD!" She nearly screams. Her hands reach out and behind her, looking for something to clutch.

The smell is invigorating. She has told me before about how her parents are "all-natural" eaters. She's clearly not on her period or ovulating. Just a clean, salty-sweet scent of lust.

I lay a few gentle kisses on her abdomen, then where her abs and legs meet, then a couple right up inside her thigh�

"Andrew are you going to�" She can't even finish the question.

I kiss her right on the clitoris. Then her labia. Then her pubic hair. My hands are rubbing up and down the inside of her thighs, and I lay my tongue flat across her lips and stroke up towards her clit.

"Mmmm� Oh that feels really good." Beth is moaning again with every breath. With one hand I rub her on her pubic hair, and up her belly, then under her dress until I reach her breast. To my amazement and delight, she doesn't wear a bra with this dress and I have in my hand her naked, erect nipple. Her breast is hardly bigger than a handful, a B-cup if I had to guess.

As I roll her nipple between thumb and finger, she starts jerking her body, throwing her back against the couch, then forward, legs up, then down. My other hand has now hooked a finger in between her lips, and it is soaking wet. I've been almost constantly licking and chewing her lit, and as you all know she is in an elongated state of climax.

I can tell that this wave of climax is near finished, so I start to let her down gently. My hand on her breast moves to her back, so that I'm holder her around her waist, I start licking slowly and broadly her lips and thighs, and my other hand is holder her behind her knee.

"Beth, I told you that we could make your skin look a little redder!" Her face is totally flush, and her crotch is bright red and swollen.

"Wow", is all she can muster.

Holding her tight, I move my head out of her lap, then let go, leaning up and in towards her face. She's looking into my eyes and watching me come close. Then I grab her by the back of her head, and kiss her right on her lips. She is clearly caught off guard, kissing like this is much more intimate than being orally satisfied.

She almost resists until I show her how to do it -- aha! The difference now isn't that she doesn't want it, but that up until now she has simply done as she was told, and is completely inexperienced. I kiss her top lip, her bottom lip. I lick her top lip, then kiss it again. I see her, in between kisses, licking her own lips, realizing that this is what her pussy tastes like.

I pull her chin down and her mouth open and thrust my tongue onto hers, licking her tongue, pushing and teasing it. Then a couple of gentle kisses again, and I pull back to stand upright.

If she knew to look for a boner, I'd almost be poking her in the face with it. I mean, I'm still fully clothed but holy hell this raging hard-on�

"It's time to get to the banquet if you want to make it in time." I look her in the eyes, turning off the bright, hot lights, and taking in her sweet sight.

She lazily, almost drunkenly stands up, her dress half unzipped and not even on straight anymore. Her hair is a mess, she's obviously been pulling her own hair too. She wiggles her dress and it straightens out, then she zips it fully up and fully down. Then I see her eyeing her panties I left next to the couch.

"Nuh-uh!" I exclaim. "These are mine." I hold them in my hands, and give them a big whif--just more of the same sweet smell I've come to know and love, then stuff them in my slack's back pocket.

Here we are, both of us dressed, we walk out the studio and to the banquet.

All of Beth's friends, and the teenagers I chaperone, are there. All of them all dolled up, wearing big smiles. Naturally the girls and the boys have found themselves on opposite sides of the room, looking and giggling at each other.

"Beth! You look so beautiful!" they all exclaim.

One of them, holding her hands, asks her, "There's something about you, you look different." Beth doesn't answer. "You're glowing!"

I leaned into Beth's ear and whisper, "Told you!" Then walk away, to let her be with her friends.

The next two hours are the longest two hours of my life. I still have her panties in my back pocket, and sat across the room from her; she sat with her back to me. Occasionally, she'll turn to see her friend, to chat with her, and I'll see her long, perfect legs, knowing at the end of them is my sweet, naked pussy.

To be continued...?

Over the weekend we had a party at my place. About 25 people, maybe 30 ended up coming to the party. There were three girls that I have been particularly interested in and hoped they would come to the party. One is average height, white, very smart, cant weigh more then 120 pounds, and has very small tits and a small but cute ass. The other girl is a mix of black and what. She to is average height, probably weighs about 135 pounds, but looks like she has large C cup tits, and a nice round ass. The third girl i was interested in is my favorite. She is white, pretty tall at 5'10, very skinny for her height. I think she said she weighs 145 pounds. Has small A cup tits as well, but has the most perfect, tight round, athletic ass ever. Well I decided to hide a camera in the bathroom to try and catch those three girls (among the other girls at the party) using the rest room. Its not seeing them actually use the toilet, just seeing them dropping there pants and panties i was interested in. I have 2 small hi-def cameras that batteries last 3 hours each. I figured I would hide one at the start of the party, and three hours later i would go in and change it out for the other camera. I had the perfect hiding place that wasnt very likely to be discovered. Everything went of smooth,every girl at the party must have used the bathroom atleast twice that night. So the next morning I went to check my results. For the first half hour no one used the bathroom. I knew that because I had noted during the party no one used it yet, so I wasnt shocked. But as i am watching it, the camera slowly starts to turn downwards. The camera had tipped over in its hiding spot. So by the time anyone used the bathroom the camera was now aimed way to low to catch anything but the bottom parts of legs, like calfs and lower. God that sucked. IMAGE NOT RELATED

I must confess that having my cock sucked by a calf was one of the most unusual and exciting sexual experiences that I have had. I would recommended it to any man

It was another surprisingly fun evening at Circus Cinemas here in Denver, the XXX movie house with two theaters that show big-screen hetero porn (plus “The Dove” that shows gay porn). While 95 percent of the time the patronage is entirely male, the place does attract the occasional couple, and Saturday evening is usually when they show up. We got a semi-false alarm around nine p.m. when a gigantic couple made their way into Theater One. He was probably pushing 300 pounds while she was at least 250; you had to look closely to even positively identify her gender. They were dressed identically in jeans and parkas and sat quietly and unmoving for about half an hour, having watched several porn scenes before heading out the door. Anyone hoping for a bit of a show was disappointed, I suppose.

However, another couple arrived around 9:30. They were both trim and looked to be in their 40s, him closer to 50 while she was perhaps seven or eight years younger. They stood in the aisle alongside the wall in Theater One for a good 20 minutes before heading over to Theater Two. I popped over there ten minutes later to find them sitting in two seats about halfway back from the screen. She was on the aisle and wore a navy blue wrap-around dress, almost like an artist’s smock. He sat to her left and had on a sweater and jeans. She had dark hair a bit past her shoulders, wore calf-high black boots, and she looked vaguely Asian. They remained there for perhaps another 20 minutes while I parked myself in the aisle across from their seats, leaning against the wall. The most action they provided involved him occasionally rubbing her left thigh while she used her left hand to squeeze his cock through his jeans, but for the most part they concentrated on the film and whispered occasionally to each other. Then they got up and left the room. I grabbed a seat in their recently vacated row and assumed they’d seen enough and were therefore headed out the door.

Fifteen minutes later, just as I was contemplating a return to Theater One to see if they’d gone back there, the couple re-entered Two and leaned along the wall for a couple of minutes. The guy stood behind her and whispered into her ear for a bit. Then they retreated to the back row of the room and found two seats tucked up against the corner. A brief commotion caught my attention and I turned around to see a small crowd gathering at the rear of the auditorium. When I left my row to see what was happening, one of the guys whose back was to me turned and walked away. I slipped into his spot to discover the woman enthusiastically sucking the cock of one of the other theater patrons. This guy stood in the alcove that partially hid the back row from being seen when you walk into the room, while she was in the seat at the end of the aisle. Her dress was undone and spread open, revealing her naked body beneath it: a pair of soft C-cup tits and slender thighs parted to show off a minimally hairy pussy. She had her right hand wrapped firmly around this guy’s erection, while her left hand reached back behind and stroked her companion’s cock that had been freed from his jeans. I’d taken the position of the guy standing directly in front of her, while a man to my right was busy jerking off above her tits. I offered to kneel down and eat her pussy, but her friend said she was only there to suck some dick and have guys jerk off onto her face. Just as he said that the guy to my right announced he was ready to cum, so she removed her lips from the one guy’s dick and turned her head in the other direction. He exploded all over her face and backed off immediately; within seconds another guy from the audience had taken his place, just like those seat-fillers at the Oscars.

Cum dripping off her chin and onto her breasts, she resumed sucking the first guy’s cock while I continued to tug on mine in anticipation of contributing to the mess. I was playing with one of her distended nipples with my right hand while stroking my dick with my left, and then I wanted to see what else I could do. I slid my right hand down her front and came in contact with her pussy lips. With no objection from her or her partner, I slipped my middle finger into her pussy and began to finger-fuck her while using my thumb to rub her clit. She was incredibly wet, with the kind of extra-slippery moisture that tells you she’s really turned on. Her breathing became much more pronounced, with some delicious moaning thrown in for good measure. By now she’d sucked on that one cock for at least 15 minutes, and just as she was starting to clench her thighs together around my thrusting hand, the guy pulled away from her mouth, reached down with his right hand to jack it firmly, and deposited five or six thick ropes of cum all over her face. Just as he blew his first load, she gave a little orgasmic squeak and used her free hand to pull mine away from her pussy. Then her mouth returned to the first guy’s cock and she cleaned him off nicely. He thanked her politely and backed off to zip up. Just as she turned her attention to me, I leaned forward and added my own cum to the collection on her face. Since I’d jerked off earlier that day I didn’t have a lot to offer, but she seemed pleased to receive it just the same. My spot got taken by someone else, and I retreated in order to put my trousers back in order.

I was ready to split, since it was now close to 11:00. I have to wonder how much longer that couple stuck around, although there were at least six or eight guys waiting to bukkake her face. Just as I was leaving the theater she left her seat and went out into the aisle, where she knelt down and was immediately surrounded by admirers. Her companion stood behind and held her hair back as she awaited some more face spray. What a fun night!

I confess that I have done a lot of fucked up stuff. I had a relationship with my younger sister, I've let guys blow me, I fucked my roomates bitch dog while she was asleep in the next room and let the dog clean my ass, I then fucked that same roomate within 24 hours without washing, I dated a farm girl and got many a bj from unsuspecting calfs. I got a girl so drunk she begged me to fuck her and while i was fucking her she passed out, then woke up while i was still fucking her and didnt remember me asking to fuck her, she freaked out and i kept going. All in all not to shabby.

I confess, a friend is staying with me for a while, I am sixty-four she is 32 stands about 4`10 and 105 she knows I want to eat her pussy, and she is very well aware that I want to bury my cock deep inside her hot little body. So we had ben smoking meth all day and she had been making me hard all day as well, will I walked into the room she was bent over picking something up, that perfect, round tight ass was up in the air and a sexy little g-string was looking me right in the face, I couldn't take it anymore, with one hand rubbing my cock I started looking for it, found it ! Yes, i found a mild sedative, made a couple cups of tea. As I drank that cup, we talked, I looked at her firm round tits and smiled knowing in half an hour I could be sucking on those titties.I watched as she grew tired yawning, and with difficulty keeping her eyes open, I went over to where she put her dirty laundry, I pulled that g-string out and went to sit down across from her, with balled up g-string I sat sniffing them through my hand, heavenly I thought as I enjoyed her scent, just then she stood and made her way to the kitchen, when she returned, I let the panties fall, so she could see them, I held just the tag and put them up to cover my mouth and nose as she looked right at me, it didn't register. honey , I said earlier you asked me to give you a back rub, how bout we get started as I helped her up, as I guided her towards the guest room and bed I unbuttoned her top, there you go honey, lay down, I took this min. to slip out of my pants. now off with my shirt, i poured some oil on her back as I started in on her neck, she moaned as I worked her flesh my now erect cock resting on her sweet ass, over the next hour I worked my way down to her hips, I leaned over and whispered in her hear , it would be much better if she took her pants off as I pressed my throbbing cock into the crack of her ass, as my hands slipped under her she will fully raise her body giving me access to her belt and zipper now, this goddess lay naked under me , I started working her calf mussels quickly moving up to inner thigh, as I worked those mussels she opened her legs wider. Gawd her skin felt so good on my balls as I rubbed against her, I was humping her fucking leg yes! that pussy I wanted for so long was open and just inches from my stiff cock, and in fucking her leg like a dog, you know what, I kept humping her leg shooting my cum across her twat and belly and thinking yes I have plenty of time to fuck all her holes, I just started with her leg.

I just bought a massage table for my wife and we use it a lot. Last week we were at the park and my mother in law was sitting in a lawn chair right in front of me. So I walk up and begin to rub her shoulders. She's been a widow for about 10 years now, she tenses up and says " I got Goosebumps all the way down my legs!" I thought to myself " wonder if she got wet ?" She begins to tell me how her daughter brags how good my massages were. So I offered to give her one on the massage table and my wife was totally cool with it. She even told her just wait and see how his hands can make you feel! So last night she came for her massage. My wife served some wine for them while I set the table up in the spare room that I turned into our massage room. I set up candles and a couple of running water decorations. I came down and told my mother in law that I was ready wherever she was. She finished her wine and went upstairs to get ready for her massage. My wife stayed downstairs watching a movie with the kids. I walked in the room and my mother inlaw was laying there with the towel over her ass. I turned the music on and began to massage her. As I worked my way down to her legs she releases a moan. I was massaging her calf's and into her thigh when she moved her leg up exposing her pussy. I rubbed her thighs and slowly began to rub her wet pussy. I began to finger fuck my mother-in-law and I position my hard dick on her hand. She jerked my cock off as I finger fucked her. She came twice and I ended up blowing my load on her ass.

Although I am happily married, three years ago I had a wild, kinky and passionate affair............ with my younger sister! At the time I was 51 and Christine was 47. I still can't believe what I did, what we did as I would have bet my bottom dollar on it never happening. We are a normal respectable family, one older brother then me and then our Christine. We're not teenagers nor are we stupid. We've always been close as Christine doesn't like our Brother's arrogance, so has little to do with him. For quite a few months I had been suffering with back pain and my wife was constantly on at me to go see our Doctor. After an MRI scan it was discovered that a nerve was touching my spine and my Doc suggested physio. And that is how it all started. You see Christine is a physiotherapist, sports injuries being her specialists field. So off I went to little Sister's house for some treatment. A few sessions of exercise, vibration pads and massage resulted in a big improvement in the pain. After the 5th session, Chris offered me a full massage to rid me of "any knots, aches and tension." So the next day I turned up at Chris's. My youngest niece was at school and her other 2 kids were at work. The massage table was all set up, the oils and towels ready and Chris was even dressed in her work outfit of tunic and trousers. Now let me take this moment to describe how we look, I am nearly 6ft, stocky and quite muscly. Chris is about 5ft 2" , slim but with big boobs especially given her build (they developed after the birth of her eldest) So Chris tells me to strip off and she disappeared out of the room. She came back in and told me that included my boxer's. I then climbed onto the table face down as instructed, totally naked. Chris placed a towel over my bottom and the massage began. Toes, feet, calfs then my thighs were massaged with oil..... All very nice, very relaxing. Eventually Chris massaged my bum removing one side of the towel and then the other massaging each bum cheek in turn. Now I can't say if it was intentional or not, but on at least four occasions for a fleeting second Chris's fingers touched my arsehole, anus, rectum.... Whatever you want to call it. Nothing was said by either of us so the massage continued, lower back, spine, shoulders and neck. Now I love to be stroked and touched by my wife, it is a turn on, but this was my sister that was making me feel good with her stroking. I was getting erect, in fact it was the biggest hardest erection i could possibly get. I'm a big boy and well endowed but at that moment any arrogance that I'd shown over the years with various women when they saw my big dick for the first time came back to haunt me as Chris told me to turn over. I hesitated and I think she knew why as she told me it was a normal reaction she'd experienced hundreds of times so it wasn't a problem. I slowly turned over, my hard on pressed against my belly so fucking rigid. I looked at Chris and she just glanced at it as she rubbed more oil into her hand. I lay there with my swollen dick nudging my belly button and my sister massaging my legs. Chris worked her way up my body, massaging my thighs being very careful not to touch my dick but at the same time getting very close which just added to the tension i was experiencing. No matter what I tried to think about my erection just wouldn't go down. Chris continued massaging my stomach, arms and chest but I couldn't work out if she was looking at my dick or her having sight of an erection was indeed very normal in her in her day to day work. Eventually Chris finished my massage and I was still hard. She went into the kitchen and I heard her washing the oil off her hands. I gave my dick a couple of flicks only to have it slap back against my belly. I jerked it a few times hoping to relieve some of the tension that was building up in my groin. I still lay on the table deciding what to do next when Chris walked back in. She looked at my still rock hard cock and asked if I was going to be "alright with that." I mumbled something about getting my wife to sort me out later when Chris said that some people had been left alone and masturbated to relieve themselves. The conversation was getting embarrassing on my part but Chris remained very matter of fact. She handed me a box of tissues and went back into the kitchen and I heard her switch the kettle on. My cock was throbbing as I gripped the shaft and started to jerk my length. Within a minute Chris came back in and I stopped but I could tell she knew what I'd been doing. She came over to where I was lying and kept looking at me then my cock and then me again. The tension was almost unbearable when she asked me why had i stopped. I mumbled that it wasn't right and I was embarrassed. She took hold of my hand and placed it back on my dick and as she did so she leaned forward and ran her tongue across my balls. Chris looked at me and paused, her tongue just inches from my sac. She smiled and told me to "do it." I jerked my dick and Chris licked my balls. I then stopped and so did Chris. I wanked Cris licked, I stopped and so did Chris. I wanted to Cum but my Sister licking my balls was very wrong. Chris sensing my reluctance took matters into her own hands and started to suck on my aching balls, chewing them in a way that my wife couldn't or wouldn't. It was such a good feeling that I began wanking in time with Chris's licking. I was turned on and I needed to cum. Chris was by now moaning quietly as she went to town on my bollocks. I'm sorry to say that given how turned on I'd been i lasted only a few minutes before I came all over my belly. Chris carried on working my balls until she saw that is what my hard on subside. She smiled but quickly left the room and I heard her close the kitchen door as she left the house. Out of embarrassment now that my passion was spent i got dressed and also left. How was I expected to just carry on with my life when I'd let my Sister make me cum. How was Chris going to react the next time I saw her? What a fucked up situation I'd gotten myself into!!!!!........