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Matty’s real father died when he was four years old. Apparently, he had been a really nice man and Matty had inherited his good looks. When Matty was sixteen years old his mother remarried. Rex, his stepfather, was good-looking in a very thuggish way. He was a biker and worked for a business that remodelled and restored motorbikes. Subsequently, his hands were always somewhat soiled and greasy looking.
Matty’s mom, Gloria, who was thirty-six years old, was very taken with the attention of Rex, who was six years younger than her. Shortly after their marriage, however, when Rex stamped his authority in the household, Gloria and Matty’s lives changed.
Rex considered locked doors antisocial. Rex would, therefore, enter the spare bathroom that Matty used, naked, which was considered the ‘men’s’ bathroom, or Matty’s bedroom, whenever he pleased. It was not an oppressive gesture by Rex and it was simply part of Rex’s ‘au natural’ approach to life.
Mostly, in the mornings when Matty used the bathroom he would have to endure Rex’s nude masculinity. It was almost as if Rex was continually taunting him. When Matty brushed his teeth Rex would invariably have a piss, and then while Matty showered Rex would chat to him while absentmindedly scratching his pubes and fondling his balls. Rex’s uncut knob was totally spectacular.
A more alarming - or should it be said, exhilarating - routine in the household, was Gloria and Rex’s raucous bedroom noises.
Shortly after Rex and Gloria were married Matty overheard a conversation his mother had while chatting with a friend on the phone. Gloria told her friend that Rex was a total stud in the bedroom and the best fuck she had ever had.
Their prolonged lovemaking consisted of loud groaning and grunting as Rex fucked the hell out of Gloria. This almost drove Matty out of his mind with sexual frustration. Most times, when Rex and Gloria emerged from the bedroom for a cooling down beverage, Gloria looked like the cat that had just got the cream. After Gloria returned their room, Rex would sit across from Matty in the lounge and eyeball him with a self-satisfied smirk on his face. It was almost as if Rex were saying, ‘Now that’s how you fuck a woman!’
Rex soon also began referring to Matty as ‘our daughter,’ when in conversation with Gloria, and when he and Matty were alone, he called Matty, ‘baby girl'.
Matty didn’t really mind too much but naturally protested, which would result in a special treat in Matty’s life. Rex would then always grab hold of Matty in a headlock and gently rub his fingers over Matty’s head. Given Matty’s small body he was totally at Rex’s mercy in these situations, but of course, he loved inhaling the smell of Rex’s manly armpits while ‘fighting’ him off.
Although Matty was sure that Rex knew he was gay, regrettably, Rex never took things any further. Matty just accepted the fact; that Rex was straight and loved teasing him.
Six months later another big change occurred in their lives when the police arrived at their apartment one evening and took Rex away in handcuffs. It turned out that the motorcycle trade was not the only business Rex was involved in, and given the amount of cocaine that the police unearthed at the workshop, Rex was given a seven-year jail term.
After Max’s incarceration, Gloria instituted divorce proceedings, because as good a lover as Rex was, he had become a liability.
When Matty commenced college a couple of months later, unbeknownst to Gloria, Matty commenced visiting Rex in the penitentiary, at least once a month.
Later that year Gloria met and married Stan. Stan was a sixty-year-old guy and although he was nothing to talk about in the looks department, he was very well-off. Approaching forty-years of age, Gloria’s priorities had changed substantially and she was very happy with her newfound comfort. This also heralded a new era in Matty’s life because Gloria and Stan decided to retire in a far-off place, and as Gloria owned their apartment she allowed Matty to continue living there while finishing his college degree.
With his newfound emancipation, Matty tried to have a more active sex life. Most of the encounters, however, were rather dull because of Matty’s fixation with Rex, who had become an obsession in his life.
Reclining on his mother’s large king-sized bed, he would often recall the sounds that he had formerly heard from this bedroom. In fact, Matty derived more stimulation from his periodic visits to the penitentiary than he did while having real sex. He often wondered if Rex was sexually active in prison, hoping that a homosexual key may have been unlocked during Rex’s incarceration. Matty often wanted to ask Rex if he was having sex in prison during visits, but could simply never bring himself to do so.
Worst of all, Rex just seemed to get hotter with every visit. With little else to do, Rex seriously worked-out while on the inside. As Matty lay pleasuring himself, he thought about the two famous motorbike emblems that Rex had tattooed on his upper arms and wondered if he had acquired more ink in the penitentiary. Although Matty had observed Rex’s hairline fast receding during his visits, the generous goatee Rex now sported more than made up for that. Above all, the look of warmth in Rex’s eyes during every visit made Matty yearn with longing after he arrived home.
The weeks between visits were an agony for Matty. With every passing month, his desire for Rex seemed to intensify and the frustration of his inadequate sex life escalated. How he managed to keep his mind focussed enough to pass all his exams, was a mystery to him. On and on the hardship of his existence perpetuated until he finally graduated.
Much as he enjoyed his job thereafter, Matty’s nights still continued to be filled with longing.
Once Matty got settled into his workplace he negotiated a deal with his mother to buy her apartment, hoping that this new challenge would bring him some comfort. The thrill of his acquisition, however, was fleeting and so the next twenty-four months dragged by. The only shiny beacon in his existence lasted only one hour every month when Matty could sit across from Rex to recharge the inadequacy of his life. The pain of knowing that Rex still had two years to go and the uncertainty of what lay thereafter, gave him sleepless nights.
During a visit to see Rex at this time, Rex informed him that he was going to be let out of prison early. He then asked Matty if he could move in with him until he got back on his feet. Totally beside himself, Matty naturally said yes.
The guy that had bought the business Rex had formally worked for had offered him his old job, so at least that was one thing Rex didn’t have to worry about.
After Matty’s visit that day his mind went into a spin. Although this was is precisely what he had dreamed about, it worried him that his expectations could lead to a broken heart. Matty always thought back to the six months that Rex had lived with them, and reflected upon the fact that both he and Rex had been through hard times. While incarceration certainly trumped Matty’s hard times, he had also suffered because of his obsession with Rex. The moment of truth was finally upon him, and he worried that the fantasy he had based his hopes upon in the preceding five years could go up in smoke.
Matty also pondered about what Rex would make of being delegated to the spare room that Matty had formerly occupied. Although Matty used the toilet and basin in his en-suite bathroom, he still showered in the spare, ‘men’s’ bathroom. When his mother lived in the apartment she had preferred having a bath installed in her bathroom, and thus far Matty had not yet redone his mother’s old bathroom to suit his needs.
Matty wondered how he would cope with the ladies, whom he presumed Rex would bring back to their apartment. He had mixed feelings about their future together and, perplexed, he eventually drifted off to sleep that evening.
Two weeks later Matty took the Friday off from work to collect Rex from the penitentiary. He had prepared a potato salad with cold cuts for lunch, a favourite of Rex’s. When Rex walked toward his vehicle from the prison, Matty’s heart beat so fast that he thought he might have a heart attack.
Upon arriving at the apartment, Matty was stunned when Rex walked straight into the main bedroom and put his rucksack on the bed. Confused as Matty was by this, he remained silent.
“Are you hungry?” Matty asked, breaking the impasse.
“Starving,” Rex replied. “I just couldn’t face one more prison breakfast this morning.”
“Cool, then I’ll go and set the table for lunch,” Matty replied.
“You don’t mind if I get more comfortable before I join you?” Rex asked.
“No, go for it,” Matty answered.
As Matty busied himself, Rex emerged a minute or so later wearing only a pair of shorts. Matty’s heart began to thump in his chest as he looked at the body he had missed for five years.
“You’ve really beefed up,” Matty said, smiling nervously.
“Yeah, but not only did I lose my freedom, but it appears I also lost a lot of my hair,” Rex countered, with a laugh.
“Suits… you,” Matty replied stammering, before haltingly continuing, “I thought that you’d have… a few more tattoos.”
“Nah, tattoos are for life and even the best guys on the inside were really shit,” Rex replied.
As Matty continued his table setting and preparation, Rex again spoke. “I cannot tell you how much I have been looking forward to this.” Then after a pause, he continued, “I am also very excited about getting my old job back.” Then extending both his clean hands for Matty’s perusal, Rex jokingly finalized, “I suppose you are going to have to get used to my grimy hands again, once I start working.”
“I liked your grimy hands,” Matty replied, in a timid whisper.
Shortly, they were seated at the table and enjoying their lunch. After half their meal was consumed Rex put down his knife and fork and asked: “So, where’s your boyfriend?”
“Don’t have one,” Matty replied, bashfully.
“Aren’t you seeing anyone, Matty?” Rex then asked, surprised.
“No,” Matty answered, bashfully.
“Whew, that’s a relief, I was afraid I might have competition,” Rex said, with a warm smile.
Matty didn’t want to read too much into that comment. With trepidation, he remembered Rex’s taunting and joking from years before.
Next, Rex got a serious look on his face, before saying, “You know, sometimes good comes from bad. Jail has changed me a great deal.”
Matty didn’t reply, allowing Rex to finish what he had started. “Inside, I discovered a great deal about myself. I’m not as cocky as I use to be and I have also learned another side to my character,” then after a long pause he concluded, “Baby girl, I really missed you and you have no idea what your visits meant to me.” There was an unbelievable look of tenderness in Rex’s eyes.
Matty’s heart began to pound in his chest. The words, ‘baby girl,’ were the ones he had been dreaming about for close to five years.
Could this really be happening? He thought to himself.
Unable to restrain himself, Matty lifted his hands to his face and began to sob uncontrollably. Rex got up and pulled Matty into his arms. Embracing and caressing Matty’s trembling body, Rex kept intoning, “Let it out, baby girl, daddy is back home.”
Eventually, lifting Matty up Rex carried him to the bedroom before placing Matty on the bed. Then, after removing his shorts he climbed on top of Matty and began kissing him. Lifting his head later, Rex looked into Matty’s eyes and said, “Let’s write the next chapter of lives together, baby girl.”
Matty had waited for this for years and Rex did not disappoint him. Matty now fully understood why his mother had performed the way she had years before. Rex was completely dominant but in the most gentle and leisurely manner. There was nothing rough about Rex’s approach and the motivation of his ardent approach was totally focussed on stimulation. Matty’s body was manipulated constantly as the ever-escalating pleasure just kept building.
Enjoyable as the sixty-nine position was, however, Rex’s cock proved to be rather taxing, and Matty was rather relieved when Rex once more altered their body positions to commence his anal entry.
The initial discomfort soon gave way to the most awe-inspiring gratification that Matty had ever experienced. On and on Rex drove his knob into Matty for the next thirty minutes before he finally unloaded.
With his mouth at Matty’s ear afterward, Rex whispered, “Jesus, baby girl, you have no idea how I have longed to make love to you.”
They made love all afternoon, and as Matty had hoped their lovemaking far exceeded all his expectations. Not only was he in full agreement with his mother’s opinion about Rex’s sexual prowess, but he was finally able to experience, and contribute first-hand, to the wonderful grunting and groaning that had formerly frustrated him so much.
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Richard drove to Mitchell on the 28th, taking a room in the nearly-empty Richard’s Hotel. He ate dinner, washed up and slept. It had taken nearly nine hours to cover the 400 miles from Southport to Mitchell. But he felt invigorated in the morning. After a hearty breakfast, he drove to the store, and bought a 600’ coil of 1/4” manila, a small sledge, a bright orange grease marker and a 40’ measuring tape; he also bought ten pounds of sugar, two bricks of chewing tobacco and a tin of pipe...
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"Oh damn!" I groaned. "Not you too!" "The last time I made love in this pool was almost nineteen years ago, Bob," she huffed in my ear. "Paul got me pregnant with Jill in this pool." Her pussy muscles rippled and she sobbed "Oh yes!" as she began to cum. "It was ... October," she panted. "It was snowing. This ... pool ... is famous ... with the ... locals ... for ... ahhhhhhh ... this is so good, Bob ... people think the pool helps ... uhhhh ... women ... get ... mmmmmmmm ......
Richard had little use for his wife anymore. He couldn?t even remember why he had married her, aside from it being a naïve college sweetheart thing. He had been a bright young ROTC cadet, on his way to a commission in the Army, while she had been an ambitious marketing major, seeking a career in advertising. Well, Uncle Sam had dragged him around the world in 19 years of service. He had no choice in where he was stationed. This was something that Lacey had never grasped. She had constantly...
*This isn’t my usual style, but it comes from the heart – I hope you enjoy!* The wind howled across the plains as the wolves sang their woeful evening song, making the desert sand seem endless. The warrior closed his eyes and let his mind go. Soon he was aware of her presence. Although he knew it was only a dream, it was a dream he was very familiar with. He had been having the same dream his whole life. And this time was no different. He felt her beneath him, his long dark hair falling around...
Hi friends it’s sameer back with one more story of my sexual encounter. This is the continuation of my last story “hardware aunty ki hard chudai “.Thank you very much for your great response, I was really surprised that you guys liked it so much! So after I helped that aunty to get inside the shop, I was just standing right across the shop and the rain wasn’t getting any lighter. But after what I had seen, those sexy cleavage, wet waist , my mind was all in her boobs and my dick was getting so...
Hi, my name is sameer and I am 24 years old. I am average built neither fat nor slim and Caucasian colour, I am currently living in a small family where my elder brother is working and my parents are retired government service. I am in my final year of engineering. So that is a brief summary of myself, now let’s go to the story. In this story, I am going to narrate how I met a hot aunty in a hardware shop and how my lust compelled me to have sex with her in a totally awkward situation. It was...
After one more lingering smoky kiss, I disengaged myself from Rolanda's arms and hopped out of the Cadillac's passenger seat. Always the gentleman, I strode quickly around the front of the car to open the driver's door for Rolanda to alight, completely forgetting that my stiff cock was still protruding from my open fly! As I opened her door, Rolanda slid off the rich leather seat and onto her 5 inch heeled red and gold pumps, her lovely gold clutch wedged delicately under the arm of...
Richard's Second Visit If you read "Not just another day dressing up as Gemma" you'll know I've recently made contact with a very nice gentleman called Richard and that I met him for the first time last week. I did a number of things for the first time culminating with me giving my first blowjob. I'd enjoyed it very much and couldn't wait for his next visit which was to be a week later. When you're looking forward to a special day, time can appear to pass all too slowly, but today...
New Student’s First Day Part 2 By Victor Lavay It sounded reasonable when Principle Lazlow said it, he had that kind of a voice. But a few moments later, when he was actually unbuttoning her blouse, Sandra started to have second thoughts. She struggled against the leather straps that held her arms behind the chair. This time she was trying to more calmly work her hands free, instead of wildly tugging at the bonds. Lazlow noticed what the girl was doing, but was confident she would not...
New Student’s Second Day Part 2 By Victor Lavay & J.F. Kimberly finally turned around, but now she had one arm across her perky breasts, and a hand covering her teenage pussy, pretending to be shy. Sandra just giggled, glancing at the others to gauge their reactions, but otherwise to shy to actually do anything. A couple of the girls were giggling, one of the boys was masturbating his hand fully under his kilt, another boy seemed frustrated that Kimberly was teasing so much and not yet...
New Student’s Second Day Part 1 By Victor Lavay & J.F. Sandra woke up and for a moment had no idea where she was. She looked around the small room. It was easily recognized as a school dorm room, neat and tidy with a minimum of furniture and nearly no personal stuff s**ttered around. She noticed that the bed opposite her was empty, she was alone in the room. The next thing she noticed was that she was naked under the covers. This realization brought flooding back all the memories of her first...
New Student=s Second Day Part 6 By Victor Lavay & J.F. Sandra was tense as the older pair moved in on her, not relaxing but not resisting as they closed in. ‘W… what do you want me to do?’ she asked nervously, watching them. Jenny didn’t use words to answer. As her lips touched Sandra’s cute little tits, she took her new s****r’s hand and guided it to her own full boobies. Then she began to lick. The young girl cupped the large mounds in her small hands, delighting in the wonderful feeling...
New Student=s Second Day Part 4 By Victor Lavay & J.F. They found Tongue Use 103 on the second floor, again the room is full of new students, k**s their own age who look excited and nervous. At the front was the teacher Miss Likensgud, and older stern faced woman who some would have called beautiful in her younger days, and her two assistants, one boy one girl, Sandra towed Magan to a seat at the back and then settled down with the others to watch… her hand ‘accidentally’ resting on Magan’s...
New Student=s Second Day Part 3 By Victor Lavay & J.F. Sandra composed herself after the rather intense intro session to her first class at the Hardonis Academy, and then joined the rest of the k**s as they left the class room. She was looking around to see what else the school might offer. Many of the k**s in that first class chatter with each other as they walk out. They talked about how hot it all was, others talk about how they would never be able to get up and strip in front of everyone....
New Student=s Second Day Part 5 By Victor Lavay & J.F. It had been a long day, with a lot of excitement, yet Sandra felt energized rather than tired. She’d left the others with a promise to meet up again before class the next morning and was heading back to her room with a spring in her step. She wanted to be cleaned up before the evening meal, imagining that it would be as different as anything else here, and a corner of her mind was curious about the roommate she would undoubtedly be...