My first time with a boy

I was sitting in a bar late one evening as I did every Friday night with my workmates,drinking draught and eating bar food.The party was drawing to a close and people were saying 'goodbye' and 'see you Monday'.There were only a few of us left. I looked over to another booth and the most beautiful young man I had seen in ages was sitting with his male friend.He was wearing a Davey Crocket hat with beaver tail and a fringed suede jacket.I could overhear that he had a French accent but was speaking English. I had had a few beers by then and I was feeling bold,I got up and pulled the tail of his hat and asked if he would like a beer.He smiled and said that he was leaving soon but thanks anyway.He got up and went to the washroom and I followed him.The washroom was empty and I followed him up to the urinals.I stood near him and came right out with it.I asked him if he would like to come home with me,just him and me and that I lived alone.He asked 'why' and I said that 'I want to fuck you'.I had said it and I could not beleive it when he said that he would meet me outside in 5 minutes after he had told his friend where he would meet him later. I went back to my table and said goodbye to those remaining and went outside and he was standing there waiting for me.I felt my penis get wider and thicken,I was getting excited.I started to lust after the shape of his body.He was only about 19 and I was 23.He said he was from the east looking for work up north where the money was good.His hair was a dirty blonde,longish and curly.He had on a tee shirt a little small for him and slightly torn exposing a brown waist at times and the white elastic waist band of his underpants.That is always a huge turn on for me with boys.He had light blue jeans and work boots. I hailed a cab and told the driver where to take us.I could not believe how polite this boy was.He asked if he could split the fare and tip and I said 'No it's on me,I invited you'.I asked if he was hungry and he said no as he had a lot of bar food. I took him up to my place and asked if he would like to have a shower.He said he would as he felt sweaty.I ran a bath for him and said that he should soak in the hot water first then have a shower after.I poured some bubble bath in under the taps and it foamed up.He pulled off his jacket and hat and I took them to the closet.He then pulled up and off his tee shirt that made me go weak at the knees and I felt my heart pound against my ribs.His body was gorgeous.The white elastic waist band of his Jockey shorts and leather belt and seeing his blue jeans come off exposing a perfect bum was too much for me to take.I was shaking and felt weak.I had to get a glass of whiskey to control myself.My voice was shaking as I told him to relax and soak in the hot water. I went back in to the bathroom after I had calmed down and asked if he needed his hair washed.He said that he would and I offered to do it.I poured shampoo onto his golden curly locks after soaking his hair in warm water.I massaged it in and let it sit for a while.After this I pulled the plug and asked him to stand up.I turned the shower on and soaped him down under his arm pits,down his ribs,between his legs around his balls and arse hole and buttocks.I was getting a hard on big time.I was still clothed.When his hair was clean of shampoo and his body glistened with fresh water,I offered up my huge bath towel and when he got out of the bath I wrapped it around him and patted and rubbed him dry. I pulled him gently over to my bedroom.I was getting extremely horny and my penis was wide and thick and throbbing.I was lusting after this beautiful boy.When the towel came off I noticed his penis was half erect and thick, he was circumsied.I lay him down and massaged his back starting with his shoulder muscles.I then kissed his neck and put my tongue on the back of his neck and licked him all the way down to the crack of his arse. I turned him over and he had a huge wide thick hard on.He was like ripe fruit ready for plucking and sucking.I took his penis deep into my mouth as far as it would go and sucked hard,he groaned with pleasure.I sucked up and down and then licked then sucked his balls one at at time.I took it into my mouth again then all of a sudden he surprised me.He came in huge spurts and in between spurts his penis moved with his pulse rate then he came some more. I could not contain myself any longer,I turned him over and entered his arsehole.He told me that it hurt so I quickly went to the fridge and got some butter and put some on my shaft and re entered.It went all the way in as far as it would go.It was tight but I could move up and down alright.I took a long time to cum as I wanted to savour every moment.I was in extacy and when I did cum it was in huge spurts.I was so excited. We lay together the rest of the night under sheets and blankets curled up together as one.I was totally fulfilled.

Substitute Rides the Bus

Day 1 How was I trapped into this? A couple weeks ago, I substitute for a week for the band teacher, and now I find myself chaperoning a trip half way across the country. The high school band had been invited to play for the Independence Day celebration in New York City, but at the last minute the parental sponsor that was supposed to help, bailed out on the teacher. Mrs. Stevens said that I had seemed to connect well with the teens, and needed a male chaperone, so asked if I wanted an all expense trip to the Big Apple. I had never been to New York, and didn’t really have much of a social life, so I accepted the offer. But then, I saw a bus full of wild noisy teenagers, and started to question my decision. My hesitation changed just after loading up on the bus. Mrs. Stevens asked if I would be willing to sit at the back of the bus, to help keep the wild behavior at a minimum. Since we would be driving through the night, she knew that things could get a little out of hand once the bus got dark, and she was hoping to avoid having any girls knocked up on this trip. As I made my way to the back of the bus, the last seat was the only one that was still available; reserved for the chaperone I was told, and in it sat Samantha. Samantha was not your typical band geek; in fact, she was more like your typical cheerleader instead. She was absolutely gorgeous, but dressed just skimpy enough to tease every young teenage boy…and maybe the occasional 40 year old man. Now, I have always seen the attraction of soft young flesh, but I never really saw myself as the type of man that would actually pursue it; but when I took my place on the other side of Samantha on that bus, I couldn’t help but be captivated by her. She had slightly wavy blond hair, probably “B” breasts that were being held in by a bra that was slightly too small. Her pink blouse was unbuttoned just enough to show some cleavage, and she was also wearing a short white skirt that barely extended half way down her thighs. Her crystal blue eyes were emphasized by mascara and dark line of eyeliner. She was stunning. She turned her velvety smooth legs to the side as I slid past her into my place next to the mirror. I have to admit, if I’m going to be stuck on a bus with a bunch of teenagers for the week, I at least had the best seat in the house. The beginning of the trip was the also the beginning of my trouble. Samantha was one active talker. She never sat still in her seat, but instead kept standing up and leaning over the seat in front of me as she would whisper little secrets into one of her girlfriend’s ear. That little skirt barely managed to keep her tiny little ass hidden from my view. I had constantly work to not stare at her ass, even though the nerdy little boy in the other seat had no problem staring at it each time she stood up. Other than being active, Samantha was also a toucher. Now, what I mean by that, is that every time she talked to a person, her hands seemed to rub on their arm or hands or legs; and that included when she would talk to me. About two hours into the trip, the k**s had managed to calm down a little, and Samantha decided it was time to interrogate the chaperone. She asked me about my wife, who I told her was working a lot lately, so I took vacation time to join them on this trip. She asked about my job situation, but I told her that times were tough, and that was why I had done some substituting. The more I talked to her, the more I realized that she was not only beautiful, but she was also quite intelligent in her own teenage girl sort of way. She was very pleasant to talk to, but it was always hard to completely focus with those young teenage tits teasing me, and her hand constantly resting on my knee. We finally stopped at a convenience store to allow the k**s to buy some snacks, and I thought that maybe I could sneak into a bathroom stall and relieve some of the tension that had been building up in my cock for the past few hours; but no such luck. The teenage boys had filled the restroom, and I knew there was no real quiet way to jerk off without being detected. The fact that my wife had all but given up on our sex life since her job took off, made my frustration all the greater. I had not had sex of any form or fashion in over a year, and my cock was dying for release. Masturbation was great at times, but it just wasn’t the same as a tight little pussy milking me dry. Frustrated and disappointed, I adjusted my cock in my jeans, and proceeded back to the bus. We had left pretty late in the day, and the sun was starting to set. I was hoping that maybe in a dark bus, it would be easier to avoid lusting after my sexy little riding buddy. The next hour or so was much like the first, but slowly the teens started to quiet down again, and many started falling off to sl**p. Samantha and I had started talking more about what she wanted to do with her future when she graduated at the end of the year. Though she loved band, she also loved singing and acting, and had hopes of pursuing some sort of theatrical career. She said she was going to school to become a nurse though, and figured that that was probably the more likely course of her life. Unfortunately, my mind immediately began fantasizing about this lovely thing coming in to my hospital room and “taking care” of me. Our conversation finally died down as she started talking to the girl in front of us again, but my cock did not. I turned toward the window, and began imagining Samantha as she came into my hospital room and proceeded to give me a sponge bath. I looked over at her and imagined her lovely blue eyes staring up at me as she decided to help herself to my cock, which had responded to her special attentions. My cock started to rise in my jeans, and I knew that I had to stop fantasizing before I got in trouble; so I started playing games on my cell phone. About ten minutes into that, Samantha settled back into our seat, and laid her head on my shoulder as she watched me play. I could smell the sweet vanilla sent of her shampoo, and could feel her warm breath on my neck. “FUCK,” was all I could think, as I fought to repel the urge of my cock to harden again. “Mr. Allen,” her soft voice whispered in my ear, “would you mind if I laid against you to take a nap? I am getting tired.” She was so sweet and kind in her voice, almost as though she was scared to ask me. “Of course Samantha; and you can call me John.” “Thanks John,” she said, smiling softly at me with her tender plump lips. I was so screwed. The next hour, this little vixen cuddled up tight against me, holding on to my arm to assure that she didn’t slide down out of the seat as she slept. At one point, Mrs. Stevens worked her way to the back of the bus, and saw my position. She thought nothing of it, and even mouthed “Thank You,” as though this was my way of going the extra mile as a good chaperone. Damn, if she only knew how hard I was working to keep my cock from busting through my jeans. It was getting close to midnight, and the bus was completely quiet. From the looks of it, everyone had finally drifted off to sl**p in the dark bus, and even the few couples that were together had fallen asl**p in each other’s arms. I was managing to sustain my lust, and even felt myself finally drifting off to sl**p. The problem with sl**p however, is that sometimes we lose the ability to control ourselves. I quickly began dreaming about Samantha and that sexy little body and those luscious little lips. I can only assume the nurse fantasy was too fresh in my mind, because my dream picked up where my imagination had left off earlier. Therefore, you can only imagine my disappointment when I was awoken by a gentle tap on my arm. I quickly realized that my cock was pressing hard at my jeans, and the tap on my arm was actually Samantha moving it out of the way, so that she could better lay down on my chest. Though I wanted to go back to my dream, the reality of my situation was more appealing. I stared down at my sexy companion, enjoying how close her face had now moved toward my cock. I was sure nothing would ever come of it, but that doesn’t mean that I didn’t enjoy the fantasies that were flooding through my head. I started wondering if she was very sexual? She was delicious looking; she had to have had some young stud work to steal that virtue of hers. Did she suck cock? Her lips were perfect. Come on now, you know what I’m talking about; those perfect plump lips that you can’t help but think would be incredible as they worked up and down on your shaft. Blowjob lips in other words. And here they were a mere 6 inches from my throbbing member. I must have watched her for another half hour or so when I was just about to doze off again, when I heard Samantha’s voice whispering up at me… “John…” she paused briefly. “John…” I opened my eyes to stare down at her; those soft blue gems peering deeply into my own eyes. “Yes, Samantha, what is it?” I asked, while also noticing that the bus was still dark and sl**ping. Before she spoke, Samantha pointed down at the giant bulge in my jeans; the one detail I had somehow managed to forget about for a moment. “John, is…ummm…is that because of me?” She was still whispering, and to my surprise, not moving from off of my lap. “Oh Shit!” I whispered back. “I am so sorry Samantha, I am so sorry.” I didn’t know what to say. I was clearly busted, and there was no possible way for me to deny the hard on that was still pressing violently at my jeans. “I asked if that was because of me?” she again whispered back up at me. Her eyes were staring deep inside of me; almost with a needy kind of gaze. I was still not sure what to say. Of course it was because of her. Finally I just decided to be frank and honest about it, and hope she didn’t report me. “Yes Samantha, it is because of you. Again, I am so sorry, it has just been a long time for me, and I guess the image of a beautiful young woman on my chest got me worked up.” I stared back intently now, knowing that my accuser was about to shout out to her teacher. But that is not what happened at all. “John…ummmm…can I ….ummmmm…” her words were stuck in her throat, and I had no idea what she was actually going to ask. “John, can I touch it?” What the Fuck? Was she k**ding. Of course every part of me wanted her to grab it and never let go; but the other part of me was smart enough to recognize the position I was in at the moment: I was on a school bus surrounded by teenagers, and I had a 18 year old senior girl snuggled up in my lap. I was going to jail for sure. I just stared at her for a moment, feeling my cock harden even more against my jeans. I know what you are thinking, but it was not that simple of an answer to give. And to my surprise, Samantha decided not to wait for my answer anyway. Without warning, Samantha reached over and began stroking my shaft through the course fabric of my jeans. My cock twitched against her hand through the fabric, causing her to jump and giggle a little. For a moment, she decided to scan the bus herself, making sure that no one was awake to watch what she was doing. She grabbed the little blanket that she had stuffed behind her head, and laid it over her shoulders, helping to hide her hands and face from view. “I won’t tell if you won’t tell John,” she whispered up at me. Again I just sat there quiet, not sure exactly how much trouble I was about to get myself into. Samantha moved her hand back to my jeans, only this time slowly began unzipping my zipper. For a brief second, common sense came over me, and I reached down to stop her. But Samantha wouldn’t have it. She pushed my hand off to the side, and gave me naughty little nod, and mouthed the word, “No.” Even if I wanted to resist her, I knew that there was no way…I was just too far gone. Her soft fingers rubbed against my shaft through my briefs, and then slowly started to pull it through the small opening in the front of them. All I could do was continue to stare as this beautiful creature released my cock to the open air. My cock was about 8” long, and was quite thick. It twitched again as Samantha wrapped her tender fingers around it and gently began to stroke it. “You have a beautiful cock John…thank you for letting me touch it,” she again whispered up to me. What teenage girl thanks a 40 year old man for getting to touch his cock. I was melting like butter, and I think Samantha knew it. I continued to watch as my young beauty stroked her hand up and down my throbbing cock. Her eyes would stare intently at my cock, and then shift up to where she was staring deep into my eyes as her hand slowly and methodically worked every each of it. I fought the urge to moan; worried that someone might hear me. Finally, she looked right at me, and then in one quick movement thrust her mouth down on the head of my shaft. Her lips locked tight around my shaft as her tongue began teasing and thrusting eagerly around the tender tip. I belonged to her, even if she didn’t know it. Slowly she began devouring my cock with precision and skill. Her hand continued to stroke up and down on it as she worked to get more and more of the 8” inside those plump luscious lips. She knew what she was doing. My hand moved to the back of her head, and I gently ran my fingers through her silky smooth hair as I helped to guide her up and down on my shaft. Unfortunately, I knew there was no way I was going to last very long in this sexy little teens mouth. “Samantha,” I whispered, “If you keep that up, I’m going to explode.” Samantha stopped her actions for only a second as she looked back up at me with those eyes; “Let’s just hope it’s not the only time you feed me cum this week John.” She gave me a flirtatious wink, and then once again buried her head into my lap. Her mouth was more insistent this time though, and she began to pump even more aggressively upon my cock. I kept scanning the still quiet bus, as I worked to keep her blanket up as a convenient curtain. Samantha was feasting on my shaft now, and even managing to f***e it most of the way down her throat. I could feel my balls tightening and gave her a slight push downward on the back of her head as I shot my first load of hot cum into her mouth. Samantha eagerly swallowed it down and continued to pump my cock between her lips. Spasm after spasm filled her sexy mouth, and my little vixen swallowed every last drop of it. My body was shaking as she sucked me through an orgasm like I had never experienced before. Even after I had finished shooting cum, Samantha continued to clean and lick at my still throbbing member. Finally, I pulled her up against me chest, and smiled happily at her. “Samantha, that was the best blowjob I have ever had.” I whispered. “You are incredible.” Without saying a word, Samantha leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. The salty taste of my nectar was still on her breath, but that did not stop me from pushing my tongue into her mouth and savoring her. Her hand was still on my cock, stroking it gently as I reached up and slid my hand up under her blouse. Her body trembled as I worked my fingers beneath her little bra, and f***ed it up over one of her breasts, allowing it to be available to my touch. Even as we kissed, I scanned the bus to make sure no one was watching us. I adjusted her blanket, and slowly began kissing down my little lover’s neck, and then hiked up her blouse to reveal her naked breast to me. Her little swollen nipple stared up at me, almost begging to be sucked. I quickly drew it into my mouth and savored the sweet taste of her young teenage flesh. Samantha buried her head into my shoulder and moaned as I teased it with my tongue and gently nibbled at it with my teeth. For a few moments, I just savored her nipple in my mouth before returning my lips back to hers. She was breathing harder than before, and I could feel her trembling against me. I turned her back into the seat, and then turned myself to face her. The blanket was covering both of us as I slowly slid my hand down her body to her thigh. My fingers massaged at the soft tender flesh as they slowly began to work their way up beneath her little white skirt. Samantha happily parted her legs for me, allowing my hand even better access. Her eyes were staring intently at me again as my first finger brushed up against her swollen clit. She gently bit at her bottom lip to keep from moaning, but never broke her gaze from mine. My finger gently teased and massaged at her sensitive clit, causing her hips to involuntarily begin to move beneath her. I was enjoying the power that I now had over her. Slowly I began to press a finger between her wet tender lips. She started to moan out, but I quickly pressed my mouth against hers and thrust my tongue inside. At the same moment, I thrust my finger deep inside her wonderful little slit. It was so tight as it locked around my finger. Her hips were slowly thrusting back and forth in her seat now, helping her to fuck herself on my digit. I pressed a second finger at her tight little pussy, and gently pushed it inside of her. Samantha thrust her tongue inside my mouth as her hips were now pressed tight against the back of the seat. Then slowly I began to finger fuck my little lover. Samantha responded almost to eagerly to the invasion of my fingers. Within only about a minute, she was exploding in orgasm against my hand, and her nectar covered my fingers. I had to pull her tight to my mouth, so that her moans were lost in our kisses as my fingers continued to feverishly pump in and out of her tight little hole. She was shaking violently against me as I began to finger her even faster and deeper. Her tiny frail body was helpless against my attack, and she began gasping in my mouth a second time. Finally a withdrew my fingers from her slit and happily sucked the nectar from them. She had the sweetest juices I had ever tasted. My cock was as hard as a rock again, and I was dying to drive my cock in this young beauty when I saw the bus turn toward a gas station. I quickly hid my cock back in my jeans and helped Samantha to freshen up before the other k**s started to wake up. By the time the bus driver turned on the lights in the bus, I was facing the window, and Samantha was feigning as though she was still asl**p on my shoulder. One by one the k**s filed out of the bus, but Samantha waited till we were the last one’s left, and then turned around to face me. “John, before this trip is over, you are going to fuck me with that wonderful cock of yours. And just for the record, I have given blowjobs before, but you are the first man I ever swallowed; and it was delicious. I hope I can have more.” I wanted to grab her and fuck her right there, but instead I told her to go get herself cleaned up. As she smiled and turned away, I quickly slid my hand beneath her little white skirt and let me fingers tease the crack of her ass. Then I whispered in her ear, “Don’t worry baby girl, before this trip is over, I’m going to make you mine over and over again.” “John, I am already yours.” She whispered, and then quickly rushed off the bus. Day 2 The rest of the night consisted of Samantha and I cuddling on the bus beneath the covers. The irony of the situation was that the teacher continued to thank me for helping her out. She thought it was sweet how nice I was being to Samantha letting her sl**p on my shoulder and all. If she only knew! Before the sun came up, Samantha had woken up and once again treated me to another amazing blowjob. It was a great way to start the day, let me tell you. It would seem that luck was always working in my favor to. When we finally reached New York City, Mrs. Stevens insisted that everyone have a partner for the day. Since there was an odd number of students, Samantha asked if she could be my partner, since she was having so much fun talking to me on the bus. Mrs. Stevens asked me if I minded, and I teasingly acted like it would be an inconvenience, but then told Mrs. Stevens, that I was happy to oblige. Again she thanked me. What a dumb woman. Our first trip was to a large art museum, and the k**s were all told that they could go wherever they wanted, so long as they stayed with their partner and did not get into any trouble. I can assure you that staying with my partner was not a problem, but the trouble part may have been. Just before Samantha and I headed off, Mrs. Stevens pulled me off to the side, and explained to me why she was so thankful. Apparently, Samantha’s parents had recently divorced, and she had been taking the move rather hard. Her dad had basically abandoned her and her mother, and Mrs. Stevens thought it was great that she had a male figure that she could turn to. She told me to let her know if she became a problem, but that she really was grateful that I had decided to come on the trip. By this point, believe me…so was I. Samantha grabbed me by the hand and pulled me off into the museum, leaving Mrs. Stevens there with the bus driver. For a while we just walked into each of the exhibits, and would playfully grab at one another when no one else was looking. I tried to stay conscious of the different cameras, but must admit, that it didn’t take long before my cock was starting to stir again. Samantha had changed clothes before we got to the museum, but it was much like the last outfit in regards to the teasing factor. She was wearing another short skirt, this time denim with frayed edges, and a green tank top with no bra. Her perky “B” breasts could easily get away with that. I couldn’t stop from noticing her hard erect nipples. It was as though they just stayed that way, constantly poking at the thin fabric of her tank top. Occasionally, I just could not resist the urge to twist and pull at them when the no one was around. As we worked our way to the back of the museum, I noticed that there was a section that seemed to be marked off for renovation; it was a new section of the museum that was still being added on to, but from the looks of it, was not being worked on today. There were no workers around, and from what I could tell, no cameras had yet to be installed. They had hung long black plastic sheets from the ceilings to discourage people from going into the closed off section; but for me, all I could see was opportunity. We still had at least an hour before we were to meet at the bus for lunch, and I could not stop fantasizing about filling Samantha’s pussy with my cock. “Were you serious about wanting to fuck me Sam?” I asked, smiling down into those lovely eyes of hers. As soon as she realized what I meant, a big smile crossed her face, and then she scanned the area for anyone that might see us. “Heck yeah, John. I haven’t stopped thinking about having you inside of me. But, ummmm…what if I get…you know…pregnant?” “Don’t worry baby girl, I have already had a surgery to take care of that. No little babies from John…just orgasms.” Again she smiled eagerly at me. “Well, I am happy to let you give me all of those you like.” With that, I checked for other people again one last time, and then quickly pushed her behind the dark black plastic sheet. I surveyed the area one more time, and quickly found a place toward the back of the room that both offered more protection from being discovered, as well as a little bench that would help position upon. I quickly led Samantha back to the bench, but instead of sitting down, pulled her tight against me. My mouth quickly found hers and our tongue began dancing happily together. My hands slid down her body, and slid beneath her denim skirt to her tight firm ass. She moaned into my mouth as my fingers began teasing at her crack, and massaging at both firm cheeks. As I kept one hand on her ass, the other one slid back up her body, and then eagerly found its way beneath her skimpy tank top. Her soft flesh felt so good as it moved through my fingers. We were far enough from everyone, that she finally felt safe enough to moan as my hands explored her body. Samantha started to drop down on her knees, but I stopped her and pulled her back up. “No doll, now it is my turn,” I said, guiding her down onto the bench behind her. I knelt down between her legs, and hoisted her tiny little skirt up over her waist. Her soft blue eyes gazed intently at me as I slid her skimpy panties down her legs and onto the floor. Her pussy was trimmed just like a model you might see in playboy magazine. Her soft womanly lips glistened from the nectar that was already showing her excitement. Gently I leaned down and traced my tongue very gently over her slit, be careful not to apply much pressure. She squirmed and moaned beneath me. Her sweet juices covered my tongue like honey and I slowly repeated the motion. My hands spread her legs further apart and then began to slide up her inner thighs. Again she moaned as she closed her eyes and relaxed her head down. My fingers gently began to rub and tease close to her clit as my tongue pushed a little harder at her pussy lips. They eagerly parted open, welcoming me to explore deeper. Slowly I began to feast on my young beauty’s flower; eagerly savoring every drop of nectar it offered me. My thumb began to gently rub at her clit as I began to push my tongue inside her sweet pussy. Samantha’s hands grabbed the back of my head, and began to massage it with her fingers as she moaned softly in pleasure. I pressed my tongue even deeper into her slit as my thumb and finger began rubbing and teasing her clit more aggressively. Samantha began bucking her hips up to meet the thrust of my tongue, forcing it even deeper inside of her. I reached up with my other hand and gave her hard swollen nipple a sharp twist. The sensations of enjoyable pain shot directly to her pussy, and before I knew it, she was exploding her wonderful nectar into my mouth. Hungrily I feasted on every bit of it as she thrashed wildly beneath me. Her tiny body was so sexy as it shook from the attention. My cock was throbbing in my jeans, and I knew it was time to do something about it. The bench was too low to the ground to really serve my purpose, so I stood up and then pulled Samantha to her feet before me. Her mouth quickly went to mine and once again our tongues danced together. I loved kissing this beauty, but the fact was, I just wanted to feel my cock in that wonderful pussy of hers. I broke our kiss and spun her around, pushing her forward against the bench. Samantha offered no resistance as she spread her legs and waited to feel me take her from behind. I quickly undid my jeans and pushed them down to my knees. My hard on sprang instantly to attention, and eagerly came to rest against Samantha’s soft silky ass. For a moment, I pulled myself tight against her, allowing her to feel my hard cock pressed against her skin. She moaned out again, as she gently wiggled her ass against it. “Fuck me John; I want to know what it feels like to have a real man fuck me.” I didn’t say a word as I grabbed my cock and guided it to her sexy little slit. Samantha held tight to the bench in front of her as I began to push the thick fat head of my cock into her tight tender slit. Her moaning was so sexy as I pushed inch after inch inside of her. She was so fucking tight, that I finally had to grab onto her hips to help me f***e myself the rest of the way inside. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” she mumbled as inch after inch of my thick cock spread her tight cunt open. “Oh fuuuuuuuccckkkk John, it feels so …ummmmmm….ohhhh fuck ….mmmm…good.” Her sweet voice using a word like “fuck” just turned me on even more, and I began slamming my cock hard and deep inside this little vixen. I pulled back on her hair as I drove my cock in faster and harder, causing her to explode in an even more violent orgasm than the previous one. Her tight little pussy was squeezing me like a vice, and I only wanted more. I must have pounded that sweet pussy for at least ten minutes before I finally felt my balls tightening. “I’m going to fill your pussy baby…are you ready?” I asked, not really expecting an answer. “Fill me John…please fill me with your hot cum.” She begged. With that I began pumping even more furiously inside my sexy school girl. My sperm fired from my cock like a missle. Wave after wave of steamy cum shot into Samantha’s sexy little slit, and I fucked her harder and faster with each spasm. Finally, my knees started to weaken and shake, so I thrust hard and deep inside her and then just held her tight as the last of my cum emptied into her pussy. “Oh John, that felt so good,” she moaned as I stepped back and helped her to her feet. “But I’m not quite done with you yet. We still have a half an hour.” With that, she spun me around and pushed me down on to the bench, and quickly dropped down to her knees in between my legs. “Now I can get at the luscious cock like I have wanted to all day.” Her hand grabbed my wet cum covered cock and quickly guided it into her wonderful mouth. Her tongue and lips masterfully worked up and down it, eagerly cleaning our combined cum from its entire length. One of her hands moved down to my balls and began massaging them before finally moving her mouth to them, and then sucking the tender little marbles into her mouth too. This lovely little teen knew how to suck cock. In just a couple minutes she was deep throating it and making some of the sexiest little gagging noises as she fought to get it deeper and deeper down her throat. I must have lasted at least 15 minutes before she had finally pushed me over the edge all over again. She was aggressive with her sucking, making sure to not let me relax through it. My entire body quaked with pleasure as she feasted on another load of my thick cum. After she was sure she had milked me completely clean, Samantha stood up and pulled me to my feet. We both quickly got dressed, and shared one last deep long kiss before sneaking our way back into the museum to join the others. Luckily, it seemed that no one had even noticed we had disappeared. Something told me that this was going to be a great week in New York.

I Wish I Knew

This was actually a song writing attempt from the 90's...hence the odd form... I Wish I Knew Where did you come from, who are you? Where do you live, what do you do? Did we share a bottle, did we share a drink? Did we discuss what each of us think? But you're lying next to me all the same, I just wish I could remember your name. How did you get here, did you drive your car? Or did we meet in that corner bar? Did I walk you home, did I hold the door? Did you find me interesting or another bore? But you're lying next to me all the same, I just wish I could remember your name. How did you get here in my life? Are you single, or someone's wife? But you're lying next to me all the same, I just wish I knew your name. You look so lovely lying on the sheet, So close I can almost feel your heart beat. How could you have wound up here with me? It almost seems too good to be. But you're lying there all the same, I just wish I knew your name.

first time ever

First time ever with anyone. this is the story of my first time sexual partner. mike and i were both the same age and in school and were still quite young when we discovered jacking was a pleasent pastime.we often sat with eachother looking at the underwear section in my mums catalogue's and jacking furiously.we would pass eachother tissue's after we finished and would watch eachother wanking till we had both cum and then just get on with playing with whatever it was we played with at the time. on another of one of our sessions i am not sure after all these years who said what first,but we suggested we wank eachother,great idea. i always remember how hot and hard it was in my hand and the fact it felt so different to my own,the way i could feel the skin moving so easily on the shaft and the foreskin moving so freely. this we did for months until one day i had the catalogue and he was wanking my cock as usual until he said he wanted to go first this time,i refused because it was my mums and i had it first.so with that he tries to snatch it out of my hand and next thing i know we are on the floor wrestling for the undie's section to see who goes first but it was all in good humour. we were both naked from the waist down and he was stronger than me so he f***es me on my back with my arms up and his hands holding my wrists up over my head on the carpet while he sat on my chest,he asks me repeatedly if i give in and i tell him no while i am struggling to break free,so with one quick swoop he gets higher up and gets his knees onto my arms and rubs his cock on my face to make me give in. we were both still laughing at the situation we were in until he starts to get really hard,he tells me he will f***e it in my mouth if i dont give in and i am trying to keep his cock from my lips and laughing at the same time. with this i am now starting to get really aroused and my strength is waning fast,all of a sudden i get like a bl**d rush to my head and i open my mouth for him.he puts his cock in my mouth and i just have it in wondering what i will do next. we have stopped laughing and struggling with eachother and i am just sitting there with it in my mouth not doing anything when he asks if i will make him cum first,so i gave in and just started to suck on it.he released his grip a little on my wrists but continued to hold me down with his knees as i enjoyed his cock,this felt really strange all smooth and hot in my mouth but it felt so erotic. he was telling me how great it felt when i felt some taste in my mouth from his cock,he was now leaking precum,a lot.this made me even more turned on and i started to suck on it more until i felt his cum burst into my mouth,it was all over my teeth and gums and my lips but it felt really hot and sexy. he said if i swallow it all he will let me go but i already had.it was the first time i had tasted cum and i have to admit it tasted like crap,spooky weird taste and an unusual texture in your mouth,but erotic nevertheless. he let me go and he returned the favour,my cock felt unbelievable in someones mouth,i think i lasted all of five seconds and blew my cum in his mouth which he bravely swallowed as well. soon as we finished we never spoke about and carried on playing with whatever it was we had,but for about six months after this we would blow eacother every chance we had until we finally discovered girls and then we just stopped. now i am older and have raised the f****y i get this urge to suck a mans cock and have him do me as well,69s rimming fucking the whole lot,i would love to try it,i may hate it,but at least i will have killed of my big fantasy or maybe started another chapter!!.

The Taxi Cab Driver - An Adult Story

I had been driving my big yellow and black checkered taxi most of the day. It was starting to get more crowded downtown. I honked a few times to make room. I pulled over to take a break. I was parked outside this very upscale restaurant. I looked out the rear of the parking lot. There was a taco truck selling some Korean barbecue. I got a few tacos to go. I drank a cold beer as I waited in the back seat of my cab. The restaurant was very busy. A few limos pulled up and dropped off some rich people. The guys were dressed in tuxedo's and the women were wearing these very high price outfits. It was about an hour later that I jumped out the back seat. I walked around the back of the parking lot. I was taking a piss in the back alley of the restaurant. I was only wearing a tight black shirt. Some cargo shorts. Some black sandals. I pushed my wet cock back in my black boxer briefs. I looked around as I walked back to my cab. I was maybe five feet from the back when I heard a loud noise. I then heard some people shouting. A couple guys were whistling. I looked up in front of my cab. About twenty feet from the hood. There was some guys gathering around in a circle around a man and woman. The guys were being kinda of rude to them. "Hey baby. Why don't you come with us. Leave this guy. Come on baby. Were better than your old man. Damn you look hot baby!!!...." said these different guys. I took a big breath. I walked up behind them. I stuck my head over this short guy. Being 6ft 4 and athletic helps. I got a big smile. There was a skinny short guy in a tux. Next to him. Was the object of these guys affection. She was about 5ft 9 with long curly blonde hair. It was straight on top. She had on a long red dress that stopped at her ankles. It was bedazzled by jewels all up and down the dress. The best part was the dress was two sizes to small. Her large ass almost burst out the side and down the back. Her large breast almost fell out the large scoop that was in front of the dress. I was not sure how her breast had not fallen out. She was not wearing a bra. I was not sure they made a bra that size. I gulped. I was not sure what to do. The crowd of guys were getting more brazen. They tried to touch her dress. I was sure if they could. Someone might pull it off her body. She was very voluptuous as she stood on her big 6inch platform heels. "Will pay you sexy. Yeah how much for 6 guys? Who this your pimp?" said this one d***k guy. "This is my husband. Sir William Ascot III. Please move!! Honey what are you doing?" she said. Her husband was now behind the mob. He was jumping up and down trying to see what they were doing to his wife. "Hey! YOUR RIDE HERE! Right this way lady. Please stay in front of me." I yelled. I grabbed her hand and spun her around toward my cab. I put my hands around her thick waist. I pushed her out of the circle. I was heading toward my cab. Her husband was now next to me. The guys were behind us. They were yelling for me to stop. "Hey buddy. Stop cabbie! What are you doing man?" said the guys. "Got any money?" I said to her husband. "Yes!" he said. "Reach in you pocket. Throw it all in the air over your head." I yelled. I was still pushing his wife as he threw the money over his head. I looked back to see the mob of guys stop. They started to chase the money. "OK! Were here. Get in the back lady. Dude! Do you know how to drive?" I said. I held the back door open. She slid across the big black leather seat. She was on the passenger side looking out the window at the group of guys picking up her husband money. "Yes! Why do you ask kind sir?" he said. "OK! You drive. Take my spare keys. Just put your address in the GPS on the dash. I can't drive after 9pm. I need to take a break before I can drive anyone. It's a taxicab law. I think there coming back. They got all your money." I yelled as I pointed at the mob of guys coming toward the cab. I jumped in the back seat. He jumped in the front seat. I leaned forward two feet to push the glass window separating the front seat and the back seat open. "Go! Go!" I said. He started the cab. He put it in drive and sped out of there. The d***k guys chased the cab for a block or two. "Put your address in the GPS. Perfect. Now follow the directions." I said. "Look! Brenda! I'm driving a taxi. I'm the taxi driver." he said. I closed the glass window before I sat back on the leather chair. "That nice honey. Thank you sir. Thank you for saving us. I don't know what would have done." she said. "My pleasure. Your very welcome. What happen in the restaurant to make those guys come after you like that?" I said. "Well we got done eating. Then this guy asked me to dance. But I told him it was our 10th wedding anniversary tonight. He would not take no for answer. So I gave in. We started to dance. Almost immediately he put his hands all over my body. He was touching me very naughty like. Finally I had to ask him to stop. That's when we decided to leave. He followed us outside the restaurant. Then his friends follow him outside. Before you know it got really crazy." she said. The whole time she was talking my cock was getting hard. Her voice. The sweet smell of her intoxicating perfume was driving me crazy. Her bright red lips matched her finger and toenails. She crossed her legs causing her dress to open up in front. The long slit down her dress open to show off her curvy legs. The platform heels were tied around her ankles. She had on a gold toe ring on her right middle toe. I looked up to see her husband had not even adjusted the rear view mirror to see in the back seat. He was so short that he could barely reach the pedals as he leaned down to push the gas. "I'm just glad I was there. These men. Did they touch you before I rescued you?" I said. "Yes! They kept touching my things." she said. "Mmmmm! Can you be more specific." I said. "My large butt and these two big things." she said as she pointed to her large breast. "How am I doing sir?" said her husband from the front seat. "Oh, your doing great. Just keep your eyes on the road." I said. Brenda Ascot had shifted on the back seat. I heard the seat squeak as she shifted her large ass on the leather. She had moved so her right leg was higher than her left. She had moved the opening of her dress to show off her deep cleavage. I was staring right in between her big breast. I could make out the top of her pink aerloes. I could see her right nipple was hard under the thin red material of her dress. I could see her breathing had increased. "Where you trying to get away from them? I mean I saw you stop. Did you like them touching you. Feeling your big breast. Touching that amazing ass." I whispered to her. She blushed. "Well! Sir! No! I was trying to get away. I thought the one guy had ripped my dress. He was fondling my breast so hard, that I though I heard my new dress rip. That's when I screamed. Are you OK Sir? What is your name young man?" she said. "Buck Kelly and Yes! I am OK! Your story is making me light headed." I said. I kept staring at her large breast. I finally looked up at her eyes. She was staring at my crotch. She could make out my hard cock under my tan cargo shorts. I looked down to see my cock had grown down my thigh. Her eyes got big as I put my hand on my thigh. I touched the thin material covering my cock. She let out a big sigh. I then started to unzip my cargo shorts. I open the top of my boxer briefs freeing my cock. It flopped out the front of the opening. I heard a moan. "Mmmmm Mr. Kelly. Your big cock fell out. You should put that away before my husband see it." said Mrs. Ascot. "It's OK. Here give me your hand. You should feel how hard you made him. Your husband can't see. Go ahead play with him. You know you want to. Give me your hand. That it Brenda. Jack my cock. Show me how much you like young cock in your hand. I watched as she jacked my cock making it much harder in her small hand. Her bright red nails scratched down the underside of my shaft. I gently pulled down my cargo shorts, and boxer briefs to around my ankles. She then scooped up my naked balls in her free hand. I saw her upper red lip move as she moved her head closer to my lap. I pushed down on her blonde hair. She was inches away from my cock. Her big soft lips touched the tip of my cock. She licked off the pre-cum. Then I felt her hot mouth on my cock. She got half of my 9 3/4 inch cock in her mouth before she spit him out. "Damn! That is just perfect. Suck him. Use your hot mouth on my cock Brenda." I said. She moaned as I stuck my cock back in her mouth. I felt the taxi move to make a hard right. I looked up to see Brenda husband playing with the knobs on the dash board. His wife was playing with my big knob in the back seat. I put my hand on the back of her head as she kept swallowing more of my cock. I moved my hand on her back. I could feel her large breast resting on my thigh. Her dress was cutting into my skin. I moved my right hand under breast. I started to fondle them as she continued to suck my cock. She breathed in making her lips smack hard on my cock. I finally pulled her blonde hair. She let go of my cock. It made a loud sucking noise. It was covered in her saliva. She smiled as a big drop of saliva fell out her mouth on her new dress. I then reached over to pull open her dress. Her big breast were now exposed in the cold air of the taxi. I saw her eyes were now closed. I moved both of my hands on her big breast. I tugged on her nipples making her moan. I pushed her breast together causing her to moan louder. I then felt her right hand back on my wet cock. She was jacking my cock as I mashed her big breast together. I took her left breast and put it in my mouth. I sucked hard on her nipple. She was now breathing much more heavier. I moved my free hand to the side of her dress. I unzipped the side making her dress fall open. I pushed her dress off her shoulders. She was now naked jacking my cock. She only had her 6inch red stiletto heels on. She also had a small red thong covering her pussy in the front. The back looked liked a piece of dental floss going up her big ass. I moved my hand over to cup her ass. She dropped her mouth back on my cock. The whole time her husband kept driving the taxi. About twenty minutes later. My cock was getting close to bursting a big load down her throat. I wanted to fuck her so badly. I looked up into the front seat. Her husband had slowed down. He was trying to look in the rear view mirror. He still had his seat belt on. He could not reach the mirror. I pulled Mrs. Ascot off my cock. She fell back in the seat. I leaned forward to pull open the sliding glass separating the taxi. I looked around. I saw an alley coming up on the right. "Hey! Pull in that alley over there on the right." I said. Mr. Ascot turned on the blinker. He could now smell his wife in the back seat. Her wet pussy aroma passed my nose to the front seat. He slowed down the cab in the alley. There were two building on either side. There were some garbage cans in front of the taxi. I fell back in the back seat next to Brenda. I quickly opened her door. I was now outside the taxi with Brenda. Next I pulled off her thong. I walked passed the front seat. Her husband rolled down the passenger side window. I leaned in to put his wife wet thong on the rear view mirror. I turned to see his wife and I were both naked in the alley. Brenda let out a moan as I picked her up. I walked her to the front of the taxi. I placed her on the hood. I looked up to see her husband staring out the wind shield. The taxi cab lights reflected off the building. He could see me open his wife legs as I leaned down to start to eat her pussy. She placed her hands on the top of my head. I slowly kissed her soft skin. I then started to lick the outside of her pussy. I could feel her freshly shave pussy as her small cunt lips open. I jammed my big wide tongue deep in her pussy causing her to moan. She was pulling on my short hair as she moaned. A few minutes later and with one finger in her pussy she orgasm very hard. She screamed. Her husband hit the horn by accident. She slapped my head making me pull off her pussy. I looked in the taxi to see him moving his hand in the front of the steering wheel. I stood up. I licked my left hand. I then grabbed my hard cock. I thrusted my hips forward causing her small cunt lips to open. The tip of my dark purple cock moved inside her for the first time. I could feel her juices suck in my cock. I grabbed her long curvy legs to hold on to them. I had her heels in my hand as I pulled them up around me. I was now half way inside her. Her pussy kept pushing me out as she moaned. She finally relaxed letting almost of my cock inside her. I grunted as I fucked her faster. I was picking up the pace as she wiggled her head back and forth on the yellow hood of the cab. I stood on my toes as I slammed my cock harder and deeper inside her. She moaned and then I felt her hot juices on my cock. I put my hand on her breast as her legs wrapped around my waist. She pushed her breast together as I leaned down to suck on her nipples. Her husband was moving in the front seat. He was trying to make his wife body move on mine. I lost balance and plunged all my cock inside her. "FUCK!!!!!!!!! YES!!!!!!!" she screamed. I grabbed her two large breast squeezing them very hard. I then felt my cock erupt deep inside her. I could feel her juices and mine falling out the side of my cock. A few minutes later I pulled my half erect cock out of her soaked pussy. She looked down as I picked her up and put her in the back seat of the cab. I sat down next to Brenda. Her husband turned to look at us in the back seat. I moved my hand to his wife pussy. I opened her pussy showing him, his wife dripping with my big load. He turned to put the taxi in reverse. He backed out of the alley. I moved Brenda on my lap. Her knees were next to my thighs. I put her hands on my shoulders. Her pussy was on my cock. It was growing under her pussy mound sticking out between her legs. I then started to suck on her breast again. Her head was tilted back as I sucked on her breast. I heard the big iron gates open as we pulled into there long driveway. A few minutes later the taxi stopped at a big house. There was a big garage in the back. I leaned forward to see the meter. The fair was over a hundred. I opened her door again. She giggled as we stood in the driveway in front of the house naked. Her husband came around to see us. "Get our clothes in the back seat." I said to her husband. "Let's go in. You still need to pay for your taxi cab ride lady. Where the master bedroom?" I said. "Follow me! Mr. Kelly. I might have some money in my dresser drawer. Honey! sl**p on the couch tonight!" said Mrs. Ascot. The rest of the night I fucked Brenda all over her room. In the morning I gave her a white silk robe from her closet to wear. She put on some white 4inch heels. She was still covered in my dry semen all over her body. My cock was still semi hard as I put on a big white cotton robe to wear. She opened the door to her room. I could see some dried cum on the carpet in front of the door. Her husband must have watched from the key hole last night. She woke her husband as we walked passed him on the couch. He still had on his tux. He was a mess as we walked into the kitchen. I began to cook as they sat at the table. "You need to go wash my cab. Inside and out before tonight. The back seat needs a good scrubbing. The front seat too." I said. He frowned as I handed his wife some pancakes and a big glass of OJ. Next I ate some bacon and a few pancakes. He ate what was left over. I think there was a one piece of bacon left and half a pancake. I was feeling horny again as I looked over at Brenda. Her robe had fallen open showing off her luscious breast. "Come here Brenda. Stand facing your husband. Sit on my lap." I said. I reached up to open her robe exposing her naked body to her husband. I was fondling her big breast again for the one million time since we met last night. I pinched her nipples causing her husband to drop his fork on the kitchen floor. I then pushed her over on the kitchen table. Her face was on the wooden table. Her breast pushed out to the side of her chest. I took off my robe. I stood up with my cock pointing straight out. "MMMmm...that is nice Mrs. Ascot. Maybe your husband would like to help. Come over here and put my cock in your wife. That it grab my cock and put it inside your wife. How does that fell Brenda????" I said. She moaned very loud. Mr. Ascot just stood there staring at his wife being fucked. She gripped the kitchen table as I rammed my cock in her tight pussy. My dried semen was falling over her body on to the table. I grabbed her hips plunging my cock in deeper. "Yes! Yes! Yes!!! Keep fucking me! Don't stop!!! God!!! Fuck!!!!! Fuck me harder." she screamed. I kept up the pace as I moved my hands to each side of her breast. I pulled on her nipples. "Do you want me to stop? Fuck me Mrs. Ascot. Show your husband how much you like my cock in your pussy. Fuck me! Brenda faster! Come on! Faster baby!! Faster." I yelled. Her husband moaned as his wife orgasm on my cock. She was hammering her pussy back on my cock. I could not last much longer. I slapped her big ass. Then I used my finger nails to scratch her ass making it bright red. I then tensed up. I looked down to see my cock empty into her tight pussy. She fell forward on the table pushing off her OJ glass on the floor. I looked at her husband who had shot his load in his pants. I pulled my cock out of her pussy. I then wiped it off on her big ass. "Go start the water in your bath tub upstairs. I need to clean your wife before we go out tonight. Then go start to clean the cab. Look in the trunk. There should be a black limo hat for you to wear. Find another tuxedo to wear. Then pull the cab up and wait for us. I have a long night planned for us. Were going back to the same restaurant from last night. I'm going to show your wife the way a man should pay attention to her. That all driver." I said. Brenda pointed for him to get going. Love Buck xoox

OLDER DAUGHTER

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TEACHING MY STEPDAUGHTER JULIE

Let me tell you about Julie. Julie is 29 and is single and unattached. I am not really sure why she has no significant other. I am positive she is not gay, doesn’t have a secret life and desperately wants to hook up with someone that can appreciate her attributes. Julie is a hard worker and does a credible job at most everything she takes on. She has a dynamite figure with big breasts and a derriere that begs attention. As far as I can see, Julie’s only problem is that she is attracted to bad boys. Every relationship she had been in has turned bad with some guy either knocking her around or walking out leaving her holding the bag. I have tried many times to counsel Julie, telling her that she needs to hang out in establishments classier than Mike’s Dugout, the local watering hole. "Go to the Four Seasons or the Boston Harbor Hotel for drinks. Who knows what can happen", I stated. Maybe Julie's real problem is that she lacks self-confidence and thinks that she is worthy only of the bad boys at Mike’s Dugout. I finally decided that enough is enough and I was going to manage her social activities for the next week or so. Would I like to fuck her? You bet! The only problem is that she is my wife’s daughter from a first marriage and as much as she turns me on, I still would never make a move on her. She cock teases often and tells me of her sexual escapades. Many a night I have left Julie’s apartment and headed straight to my office to jack off. I have seen her naked once coming out of the shower and once taking a midnight swim in our pool. Again, no matter how excited she makes me, I could never act on the desire within me. I told Julie that we would be going out Tuesday evening and she should be ready by 6:00 p.m. “Why so early? Things don’t usually start happening until 10 or 11”. "This time, we are going to make things happen, so take a nice soothing bath and put on your sexiest lingerie and dress. We are going to do the town and you are going to meet Mr. Right", I told her. I picked her up right at 6pm. As she opened the door of her modest apartment, I was immediately taken back by her appearance. She looked marvelous in her short black mini, white sheer blouse, black stilettos and a gold pendant around her neck with matching earrings. Her bra was also somewhat sheer and upon close inspection, one could barely make out the circle of her dark nipples. The fragrance of Channel was subdued but unmistakable. I gave her a big kiss and complemented her on how great she looked. She had a smile from ear to ear. She looked good and she knew it. We jumped into the car and headed for the lounge at the Four Seasons. The Four Seasons Hotel has a lounge that is a hot spot for upwardly mobile executives. They come in to be seen and to check out the action. There are always a number of very sexy unattached women seated at the bar. I assured her that if we met anyone interesting she should give me a sign and I will fade into the sunset, leaving them to their own devices. As we pulled up outside the hotel, the doorman went straight to the passenger side to assist Julie out of the car. As she swung her leg out, I have no doubt the doorman was treated to a sight he will long remember. I left the keys with the valet and we walked arm in arm into the foyer of the hotel. "People are staring at us", she quietly whispered in my ear. "No my darling, they are staring at you. You look absolutely stunning. Look at the drool running off that Bellman’s chin", I joked to her. We approached the bar where the stools were quickly becoming occupied with I guessed mostly business men, lawyers and probably a few doctors, given the close proximity of the hotel to the Mass General Hospital, just up the street. The men either sat at the bar or stood beside their colleagues and talked about their conquests of the day. The room got very quiet as we took a seat at the bar, near the oak-paneled wall beside a humidor of fine Dominican cigars. Julie slowly crossed her legs and let then dangle in the direction of the guys that were showing interest. Her calves looked wonderful in the sheer hose that she had chosen to wear. As she sat her mini slightly rode up her smooth creamy thighs exposing just a glimpse of her black garter snaps holding up her hosiery. Guys were wispering to their associates and looking our way. I am sure they were trying to figure us out. Was this a guy with his mistress or perhaps a boss and his secretary? Surely he was too old to be of interest romantically to her. They were obviously interested. I ordered a Vodka Martini and Julie asked for a glass of Moet. As we began to survey the room, looking for possible victims, er I mean candidates, the barman brought us our drinks and informed us that they were compliments of the gentlemen four stools away from us, around the corner of the L shaped bar. The barman also informed us that he had taken the liberty of substituting the Moet that was ordered for a glass of Dom, which is what the gentlemen had instructed him to do. We graciously accepted and raised our glasses in his direction. He was a distinguished looking gentleman, I would say in his late 30’s. He had on a very expensive tailored suit, Allen Edmunds brogues and a gold watch that appeared to be a Rolex Datejust. He stood about 6’ tall and had an ever so slight gray streak to his jet-black hair. He looked like he could have been a stockbroker or maybe a financial guru. One thing for sure, he acted like he enjoyed the finer things in life and his attention was now focused on Julie. He was trying to make eye contact with Julie and she would look his way, smile and modestly look down at the bar. Before I knew it he was off his stool and was headed our direction. “Hi, my name is Brian, I have never seen you two here before”, he said as he outstretched his hand in my direction. He shook my hand with a solid grip and then reached for Julie’s hand and ever so softly kissed her hand. There is no doubt this guy was turning on the charm for all it was worth. I explained to him that we were in fact locals and that I had taken Julie here for a drink to help celebrate a recent promotion. As soon as Brian understood that we were not an item, he moved in closer and pulled up the stool next to Julie. They sat facing each other as his eyes feasted on her body. Her hand behind her back clearly gestured for me to take a hike and I took this as my cue to excuse myself and bid farewell. I kissed her neck and whispered to her that I expected all the juicy details in the morning. I shook Brian’s hand and again thanked him for the drink and I left the room. Part Two I had a very restless sl**p that night. I didn’t share the events of the evening with Pam, my wife. She would never understand and would in fact be suspicious of my motives. I thought my motives were honorable. After all, she needed to meet a charming prince and I was marketing major with a lifetime of packaging and advertising experience. Given the natural beauty and God given talent I had to work with, this would be a chip shot. In any case, my anxiety caused me to not get much sl**p. I awoke early the next morning and decided to stop at Julie's apartment, before going to work. I was anxious to get the scoop on how the night had gone. I knocked on the door of the apartment but there was no answer. That could either mean that she spent the night with him or that she had a terrific evening and had been out very late. I guessed, incorrectly I might add, that she had spent the night with Brian. I put my spare key in the door and entered the apartment. Everything seemed as we had left it the night before. As I approached her bedroom, I looked in and I could see her sl**ping naked on the bed. I looked towards the other side of the bed to see if she was alone. She was in fact alone and as I inched closer to the bed, I could see the most satisfied look on her face. She was sound asl**p but you could not mistake the look of triumph. My eyes focused lower down the length of her body and I could not repress the excitement I felt looking at her full, beautiful, naked breasts and her ever so small patch of tuff covering her V. Her legs were slightly apart and I could clearly see beyond the tuff to her slit. I moved closer and could now see her beautiful labia. I resisted the temptation to pull out my cock and wack it right there and then. Suddenly she started to stir so I quietly backed off and left the room. I went to the front door, waited for my erection to subside and then opened the door and shut it loudly calling “Julie, are you home”? “Just a minute” she called back as she raced to put on her robe and she met me in the entrance of her apartment. “How did it go last night?”, I asked. “It was wonderful”, she beamed back. Brian is a great guy. We shared a bottle of Dom and then went to Morton’s for a choice steak and then capped the night off back at the Four Seasons. She told me they talked for hours about his law firm and the type of work they do. Mostly though, he wanted to know about me, she said. He was romantic and sexy and I know he was definitely interested. She told me she had made a decision not to be romantic with him until the time was right. He respected the boundaries she had set and asked to see her again, this Saturday. He was going to take her to dinner and then to a Neil Diamond concert at the Fleet Center. His firm had a corporate box for most major events at the Center. She agreed to go out with him and with that he kissed her softly and called her a cab. He had offered to drive her home but she declined. That’s it? That’s all? He didn’t make a move on you all night. I thought Prince Charming would have had her in his bed before the night was through. I was disappointed in the fact there were no more juicy details. Then Julie dropped a bomb. It took me with such surprise, that I was dumbfounded with how to respond. I need your help if this thing with Brian is going to go anywhere. Will you teach me what I need to know to please a man? Most of the guys I have gone out with are only thinking of themselves. I have only had one orgasm in my entire life, she confided. It will be our secret and nobody need to know anything”, she added. I swallowed hard and thought about this tempting offer before me. The head on my shoulders was saying no way but the head in my trousers was saying, “she needs us”. Please! Putting her arms around my shoulders, her robe opened slightly and stepping into me, her gorgeous tits were now clearly visible and only inches from my face. OK, OK, OK, I relented. Here are the rules, Julie. No one must ever know and it can never happen again, do you understand? She agreed without reservation. I kissed her and promised to come over at 6 PM that evening. My stomach was in knots all day thinking about what I was about to do. The desire to be intimate with Julie had taken over my mind and I could not fight it. I did not have any will to do so. As 5 PM approached I hurried about the house, packing guns, ammunition and equipment for my fictional pistol match at the club. My wife would not expect me home until 10 PM or so. I jumped into the car and sped onto the interstate heading for Julie’s. How do you tutor someone in making out? I stopped at the local adult video store and picked up a couple of soft porn flicks. I also picked up a couple of big fleshy dildos, almost as an afterthought. I figured the movies might help to break the ice and they may even be useful in showing her how to suck a cock. I certainly had no experience sucking cocks and although I know what I like, I thought that if she saw others participating in oral and anal sex, she would not think of me as a pervert. The dildos I reasoned were in case she was more than I could handle and I needed help. I turned onto her street just a few minutes before 6 PM and the butterflies were raging in the pit of my stomach. I took a deep breath; looked up and down the street rang the bell and slowly entered the apartment. Julie was standing in the hall, near her bedroom door wearing a slinky black see through number. Hope you like it; I bought it special for our session. It was a sheer, low cut up top that left nothing to the imagination and the hem came down to about 6” above the knee. I could see her amble breasts and nipples protruding against the fabric. She had on her high heels that she wore the evening before and her hair was perfect. She looked wonderful. I walked close to her and embraced her in my arms. Asking her is she was sure she wanted to go through with this, she assured me that she did. I did not have the will or desire to ask her twice. I gently kissed her with passion while my hands explored her figure. I grasped her buttocks and drew her closer, so close that she could feel my desire pressing against her leg. I was on fire as I felt the warmth of her body against mine. I stepped back and asked her to undress me. I kicked off my shoes and she slowly undid my belt, clasp and zipper. My cock was sticking out like a tent pole and she smiled as she removed my under shorts. I pulled my V neck sweater over my head and threw it on the floor. Picking up my bag of tricks, we headed into the bedroom. I put the first tape in the VCR and turned the sound down low. Then I walked over to the bed and kissed her tenderly. My hands cupped her breasts and I raised a nipple to my lips. It responded immediately by growing to the size of a thumbnail. I turned my attention to her other breast and then slowly lowered her onto the bed. I fell to my knees and gently kissed her body starting with her lips and with determination, moved south to nibble on her tits, belly and finally to the lips of her wide open vagina. My tongue gently flicked her clit and brushed along her entire slit from her tuff of red hair to her anal orifice. She smelled sweet and tasted even better. "Oh, that feels so good", she purred! "I am going to squirt"!, Oh, Oh, ah……A hot stream of liquid substance filled my mouth that was glued to her pulsing snatch. Climbing up on the bed beside her, she turned ever so slightly and told me how wonderful that was and that no one that really enjoys eating pussy had ever done her before. She kissed my chest and took my waiting cock in her hand. As she slinked down the bed, I opened my legs so that she would have complete access. I could see a woman on the TV sucking a man’s cock and it was incredible to watch the scene on the screen right at the same time as Julie was doing me. She, er Julie, licked a bead of pre-cum that had formed on the tip of my cock and tasted it. "It tastes so sweet", she declared. "I need more". She turned her head and her mouth slowly devoured first the large purple knob, then 4 inches, 6 inches and then the whole thing just disappeared from view. She had her mouth full of cock and yet her tongue managed to swirl around and tickle the shaft of my cock. She started to bob up and down on me and I simply laid back and enjoyed the shows. I could feel pressure starting to build in my loins and I knew I would not last very much longer. I warned her I was going to come and she removed my cock from her mouth and told me that when she lived at home, she often heard her mother and I making love in our bedroom. She had spent many a night frigging herself and dreaming about taking my load. She was not going to miss the chance to make her dream come true. With that she stepped up the pace and the first rush of thick, white cream shot into the back of her throat. My cock continued to pulse and several more offerings were presented which she graciously gobbled up. This girl’s technique was incredible. She continued to gently suck me as my erection subsided and when she was finished sucking my cock it lay to one side, completely spent, at least for the time being. It was clear to me that Julie did not need any lessons in how to suck cock. She had mastered the art and sucked like she had been doing it all her life. We both laid on the bed our bodies entwined as one, and we cherished to moment. I could not believe how radiant she looked lying naked beside me. After a brief interlude, I took a breast in my hand and slowly tweaked her nipple. I loved how it responded begging for my lips to continue what my fingers had started. Julie’s hands were softly brushing my chest and inner thighs and from time to time would brush against my flaccid cock. It stirred to life a little with each brush of her hand until to my surprise, It was again erect and reporting for duty. Without a spoken word, Julie got up from beside me and straddled by loins, slowly burying my cock in her beautiful pussy. Her cunt muscles gripped my knob and pulled me deep into her being. Julie rode my cock cowgirl style with a look on her face of total contentment. I could see the lips of her erect pink labia around my cock. I was wonderful seeing it appear and disappear only to re-appear once more. Julie had fantastic muscle control as I could feel the walls of her snatch pulsing against my raging hardon. The crescendo peaked once more and on a down stroke, I completely filled her pussy with my seed. My thoughts immediately turned to some type of malaise as I realized as good as this was, it could never happen again. People say a stiff dick has no conscience and men who cheat are sorry the instant they cum. No truer words were ever spoken. We embraced as we showered together and felt the warmth of the hot water beating down on our bodies. My hand gently took Julie’s chin and raised her head to meet my lips as we shared our last sweethearts kiss. We both knew we would share this secret memory for the rest of our lives. Did it end? You will have to wait for more stories to find out.

Locked Inside

Locked inside the Playboy Mansion and no way out...every guy should have this problem... Locked Inside. As the eighties wore on my friend Rich's telephone business began to prosper. I stayed along for the ride and eventually became his partner. I had gone back to school nights at Rutgers to complete my degree in electrical engineering. After a while I suggested to Rich that we expand our core business to include sophisticated alarm systems. There was a growing need for more and better security systems and we had the know how to service that need. Installing and maintaining alarm systems was not a far off stretch from installing and maintaining phones. Both relied on similar wiring and power supply schemes. Our small but experienced design and installation teams could quickly adjust to the new venture. Our products were state of the art, and we began to prosper exponentially. Soon we were both driving matching BMW 530's and living the good life, relatively at least. One of our first products was a fairly sophisticated alarm system I helped design myself. I was extremely proud of this new product. It took advantage of the fact that most burglars do not walk in through the front door. Most burglaries of businesses involved tampering with the either the power going into the building or the alarm itself to disable it. Our new system took this fact into account. The doors of the businesses we installed the system in had special locks. These locks were kept in the unlocked state by small electromagnets powered by twelve-volt power supplies. If there were any interruption in the power supply, or any tampering with the alarm, the locks would default to their normal locked state. The only way to unlock the doors was to key in a special code, which would send current from an emergency battery power supply to an additional set of electromagnets, which would then unlock the doors. The local police would also be called automatically if the power was interrupted and the locks defaulted to their locked state. Emergency lights would come on which were powered by their own independent power supplies. In the meantime the would-be burglars were stuck inside unable to unlock the doors with the police on their way. It was a sophisticated system that integrated nicely with our advanced phone system. We had good reason to be proud. Because of the sophistication of the design we were widely written up in various security journals. Our clientele grew and so did our fortunes. Some of our more famous clients include General Motors and IBM. We were becoming quite famous in the security field. Rich would proudly brag about our elite clientele. The one client Rich was most proud of however, was Playboy. Playboy had decided to purchase our alarm and phone systems for both the headquarters on Michigan Avenue in Chicago and the Playboy Mansion, which at that time was nearby. Rich had gone out there personally to supervise the installation. Hugh Heffner was sort of an idol to Rich, as he was to a lot of guys. Hey any guy who spends the day in a robe surrounded by beautiful women you have to admire. Rich was able to meet Heff, though briefly. He still talked about it over a year and a half later. So, when someone at Playboy called and said they were having problems with the system, Rich wanted to go back really bad. The problem was that Rich had other obligations he was bound to contractually. The only alternative was to send me. Sending me was the logical choice anyway. It was me who designed most of the system after all. As much as it would bother Rich to be unable to meet Heff again, the choice was obvious. The problem was described to me as the emergency lighting coming on intermittently, for no apparent reason. I knew that if there were any voltage fluctuations in the system, the emergency lights would be triggered. I knew it was probably a defective power supply capacitor. I was sure to bring along extra power supplies and other components that may need to be replaced. So, when I arrived at O'Hare Airport in Chicago that Thursday afternoon I was prepared for anything. There was surely nothing I couldn't handle. A driver sent over by the Playboy people greeted me at the airport. We arrived at Playboy headquarters less than a half-hour later. I was e****ted in and greeted by Hugh Heffner's secretary, Lois. She was on the phone but was glad to see me. "Oh, I have to go the alarm guy is here," she said as she hung up the phone. "Hi, I'm Alan. I heard you have problems with the emergency lights coming on intermittently," I said. "Yes, over in the Mansion. The lights come on for no reason at all. I know we're not being burglarized," she chuckled. "I should be able to fix that easily enough." I said confidently. "Great, Heff will be glad to hear it," she said. "Where is Heff, by the way? I would love to meet him." I asked. "Oh, he is away in New York for the week. He won't be back until Tuesday." Damn, just my luck. I come all the way out to Chicago to Playboy the same week Heff goes east to New York. I guess I won't get to meet him. No hanging out with him and the bunnies in the Mansion I guess. "I'll take you over to the Mansion in a minute and show you where everything is." Lois said. "No problem. Take your time." I answered. We got in the car and headed over to the Playboy Mansion. It was a beautiful spring day outside as we made our way around the side to a service entrance. Lois opened the service entrance door and took me inside to where the alarm box was located. I asked here where the keypad was in case of a problem. "The keypad is located inside in Heff's office," she explained. "Can I get access to it?" I asked. "No. Heff doesn't want anyone in the Mansion when he is away. He has his girls staying in there and he is very protective of them," she answered. Damn, I thought. First I don't get to meet Heff. Now I can't even see inside the Mansion. All I get to see is inside a supply room through a service door on the side of the Mansion. No good stories to tell the guys back home from this trip. I really didn't need to get to the keypad. I would only need it in an emergency and I was certain I would be able to replace the power supply while keeping the current on line so there would be no need to re-set the system. "If you need me for anything there is a pay phone on the corner. I need to get back to the office," she said before walking away. Oh well. No Heff, no playmates, I can't even go inside to use the phone if I had to. Boy, was I feeling like a second class citizen. Lois went back out the service entrance closing the door behind her. I immediately went over to the alarm box and got to work. I opened the box and peered inside. I located the power supply in question and verified the defect using a multimeter. I went to my equipment case and pulled out the new power supply. I took a good look at the old power supply and noticed it was mounted to the wall with nails instead of screws. What morons, I thought. I took out a big screwdriver and started to pry the old power supply away from the wall. It took a bit of effort, as the nails were long. I gripped the large screwdriver with both hands and pulled back with all my might. As I did, the power supply suddenly sprang loose from the wall causing the main wires to suddenly detach and exposing the bare ends. The bare ends touched sending a shower of sparks everywhere. The overhead lights went out and the emergency lights went on. I realized I had blown a circuit breaker. I stood back and took it all in. No real harm I thought. I just have to re-set the circuit breaker to get the power back on. I looked around the room for the breaker box. It was not in the room. I would have to go to the corner pay phone and call Lois. She would have to drive back and let me in the Mansion to get at the breaker box. Yea, I thought. I will get a tour of the Playboy Mansion after all. I walked over to the service door. I put my hand on the knob. I turned it. I realized the door had locked when the power went out, just as I had designed the system to do. Then it suddenly dawned on me. I was locked inside the Playboy Mansion and there was no way out. I sat down and pondered my dilemma. How the Hell can I get myself into such a mess I thought? Then I realized there was hope. The police would automatically be called soon. I know, I designed the system. Meanwhile back at Playboy headquarters on Michigan Avenue...the phone rings... "Hello, Playboy." Lois picks up the phone. "Hello Ma'am, this is the Chicago police. We got a message that there was a break-in at the Playboy Mansion. We are just checking to make sure everything is alright." "Oh, don't worry officer. It is just the alarm guy working on the alarm. I appreciate you calling officer, but everything is fine." Lois stated confidently. "Sorry to bother you Ma'am. Just doing our duty." "Thank you officer. Have a good day." "You too Ma'am." I sat there like the idiot that I am for about an hour before I realized what most likely happened and that the police were not going to show up after all. It hit me hard. I really was locked inside the Playboy Mansion with no way out. Normally that would seem like a good thing except I am stuck in a supply room. I began to look around. I looked up. Ah, an air conditioner vent. All I have to do is remove the grate and crawl through. Then I can get into another room and find the breaker box. It always looks so easy in the movies. I found a chair to stand on and began removing the grating with a small screwdriver. After removing the grate, I hoisted myself up and into the vent. It was tight and a bit dusty but I managed to get myself inside. I had to find that breaker box I thought to myself. I crawled for what seemed like a long eternity through the dusty vent. Soon I saw light through a grate. I crawled my way over and peered through. What I saw gave me a growth in my jeans so big it threatened to keep me stuck in this vent forever. I peered through the grate and saw about a dozen or so gorgeous young women relaxing in a hot tub. Some of them were topless. I became so startled I hit my head. "Ouch!" I said rather loudly. "What was that? Did you hear something?" One of the girls asked. "Look, over there. There is someone inside the vent!" Another girl said. I was found out. A few of the girls got out of the tub and made their way over to the vent. Looking through the vent I could see breasts bobbing in front of my eyes. "Do me a favor and unscrew this grate for me." I said. The alternative would have been for me to try to break through it. "We don't have a screwdriver," explained a good-looking red head. "Oh wait, I have a nail file. Will that work?" Another hot looking girl asked. "That should do the trick." I shouted through the grate. The girls started to unscrew the grate with the nail file. In a couple of minutes the grate dropped onto the floor. "Help me out of here, please." A couple of girls grabbed me by my arms, which I managed to extend forward. They then slid me out. It felt real good as my hard cock slid along the bottom of the duct. "Thanks." I said. "I appreciate that." "What were you doing in the vent?" A remarkably beautiful blonde asked. "Actually it's a long story." I explained, "Right now I need to find the breaker box. Does anyone know where the breaker box is?" There was a moment of silence. You could hear a pin drop. "You can't stay with us?" One of the girls asked nicely. "I really need to get the power back on." I explained. "You won't join us in the hot tub?" A very hot looking brunette with big tits asked sweetly. "Well, I would but I didn't bring my bathing suit." I explained. A few girls giggled. "That's not a problem," one shapely brunette with huge tits said. With that the girls gathered around me and started to undress me. I was engulfed in a sea of shapely hips and large breasts. My neck was quickly getting sore from not knowing where to look. I was then guided over to the rather large hot tub. The girls had set up candles around it to supplement the feeble emergency lighting. There were glasses of wine and various trays of hors d'oeuvres in sight. "Wow, this water is warm." I said as I was helped in. "You look like you need a massage. Poor man being stuck in that nasty vent," one of the girls observed correctly. A few of the girls began to massage my neck and shoulders. It did feel great after being in that vent. I could feel nipples against my back as the girls worked on me. Plus my neck was getting a workout from being surrounded by naked women, so the massage felt good. I picked a particularly large breasted blonde out of the water and sat her on the edge of the tub. She looked tasty so I decided to find out if she was as tasty as she looked. Sure enough, my tongue confirmed my suspicions as I used it to caress her engorged lips and clit. Her moans increased in intensity as her feet bobbed in the water creating waves around my body. After I was done with the blonde, an attractive red head came by me and grabbed my hands. She led me over with her as she backed herself up toward the edge of the tub and leaned forward. "Oh, it feels so good here with the water jets hitting my pussy! Yum," she cooed. My cock stood at attention as she leaned forward and took my member in her hand. She stroked it with firm strokes as she teased the head with her luscious lips and soft tongue. I could tell she had done this before, as she was quite skilled. Just before I shot my load she gripped me firm in a way that stalled my orgasm. She then traded places with a hot looking brunette who had wondered over. "Oh, take me from behind, please," she said as she bent over the edge of the hot tub. She had taken the spot the red head was in, right in front of the water jets. While the water jets shot steady streams of warm water at her clit, I bent her over and fingered her tight opening. Her moans and body motions indicated she was thoroughly enjoying every minute. I then took my engorged member and ran it up and down the crack of her soft butt cheeks as I leaned forward and steadied myself against the edge of the tub. I inserted my cock into her waiting pussy f***efully and began my thrusting. Our motions in the water set up steady waves in the tub. Soon we came together as the other girls looked on. After some more playful romps in the water with the girls, we all sat back in the tub and relaxed. We spent the rest of the evening sipping wine and eating hors d'oevres. It was a very pleasant time. Suddenly, I heard the door open. "Ha, I knew you were up to something!" It was Lois, "Wait till I tell Heff, he'll be furious." "I can explain." I started, "I was just trying to find the breaker box." "No really, he was," one of the girls explained, "It is all our fault. We got him into the tub." "Yea, really. It was us. Please, don't tell Heff," another girl added. "Well, I don't know...I guess I don't have to if what you say is true." Lois said. "Really, every word." I said. "Why don't you join us in the tub?" One of the girls suggested. "Oh, I don't know." Lois said. "Oh, come on. It will be fun." I was going along with the others at this point. "Well, I guess I could." Lois said. With that she took off her clothes and jumped in, her full bosom bobbing up and down in the water as she moved around. "Oh, this feels great," she said. "Don't it." I agreed. We all spent the rest of the evening romping in the hot tub. Later that night Lois showed me where the breaker box and key pad where. I finished my repairs to the alarm system. Afterwards we all hugged and kissed goodbye. "You will come back and visit us, I hope." Lois said softly. "With any luck the alarm will break again." I said. With that I got into the car as the driver took me back to O'Hare. The following Monday when I got back to work, everyone was anxious to know if I got to meet Heff. "No, Heff was out of town." I said. "Ha. I guess we can't all be lucky like myself." Rich bragged. Yes, I guess we can't all be lucky. I would have told them what happened, but they probably would not have believed me. Oh well. Later. June, 2009.