I slept with my boyfriends moms boyfriend part 3
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Reserve judgement until you finish reading. What I am sharing with you folks is my early days into sex, kink and the natural way I feel. I am not looking into right or wrong, I am just telling it from my experience.
My mum's boyfriend first met me when I was a young girl. I liked him instantly, even though he didn't speak my first language very much. I did have sufficient English language and I thank him for making my English the level it is today. He always enjoyed spending time with me and I with him. He encouraged me to be proficient in music (I play the piano to a high standard) and also in sport. He taught me so much, even matters of a sexual nature, at my insistence.
I used to love the summers with him, especially when he 'played' with me in the pool, river or the sea. We would spend most of the school summer holidays together, just him, me and Sheba (our dog). Mum, due to her work schedule rarely had time off during the summer months.
As a young girl, I was starting to 'develop', growing pubic hair on my rather plump pussy (I had a great camel-toe) and I was developing small breasts with highly sensitive nipples. I had started my own self-discoveries, touching, inserting and exploring my body and how exciting it felt. I was also becoming fascinated by boys and very soon.....men!
I schemed, I asked loads of questions, the more embarrassing the better, and I started to learn English words I shouldn't. MB (mums boyfriend) never once got mad or angry but always answering, questioning in return and explaining, teaching......
This continued for the next year or two, me becoming more brazen, more daring and more sexually charged. I had just turned fifteen (f******n is the age of consent in my home country) and things turned interesting when we had our first holiday together in Spain. As soon as we arrived we were down to the pool. In my nice new bikini, me and my mum's boyfriend, dived into the pool, while mum spread out topless, sunbathing. Mum's boyfriend and I played for hours, he throwing me in the air, teaching me how to dive, chasing me, tag and playing ball. The more we touched, the more I wanted. I would jump on his back, wrap my legs around his waist, neck and find any excuse to get my constantly throbbing pussy and nipples in contact with his body. He kept himself very fit and strong and although he was a lot older, he had a better physique than most men I had seen. I took as much advantage as I could.
I would accidently run my leg between his in the hope of feeling his cock. I had only seen it once, covered in shower gel, when I 'accidently' walked into the bathroom. He was most embarrassed, he had a massive erection and had been stroking it (at the time, I thought he was just washing it) and he quickly tried to cover up as much as he could. Ever since that time, I couldn't stop thinking about it and became more and more curious and wanted to touch it.....
When we were back at the villa we would play fight, he taught me the basics of Judo, and he would help me with somersaults etc. My favourite was the backward somersault where I would climb onto the front of his shoulders, my pussy in his face then roll backwards. A few times I managed to get my pussy in contact with his nose and the 'electricity' that ran through my body had me in a constant arousal. I don't know if mum knew what I was up to, she had been brought up quite strict in a catholic/puritan environment and her boyfriend was more liberal and open-minded. He would answer any of my questions, no subject was avoided and he never got angry, just either explaining without blame or throwing an alternative light on things.
One evening after being down at the beach all day, mum had gone to meet a friend for a date (I didn't know they had a kink/slut dynamic going on till later years) and that left us on our own. We played cards and a few games, then I had to shower the sand and salt off me. Whilst in the shower I came up with an idea. I shouted to MB from the shower, “spider”. He came running to see what was up and had to remove his T shirt to look around in the shower. After looking and finding nothing, I apologised but asked him to shower with me in case the spider came back, and could he wash my back for me. He agreed but kept his shorts on. I laughed and said I had seen him naked before and his shorts were getting wet. With that, he removed his shorts, embarrassingly to begin with and then said “no looking, you”. I giggled, I couldn't stop looking at his circumcised cock but before I could do anything, he turned me round and started washing my back.
I so wanted to feel his hands all over my body and said he should wash all of my body to make sure I am clean..... He did, but without touching any 'sensitive' parts of my body. I of course made every attempt to bump my body into his and a few times I felt is hard cock in the middle of my back. I turned and there it was, impressively erect and covered in the soap off my back. I said that I wanted to wash him, well the parts I could reach. He said that I could explore and touch as much as I liked and not to worry about anything. It was our secret. I readily agreed and with my hands coated in shower gel, I placed both hands around his cock. It looked massive in my hands and so impressive, the boys at school had little tiny maggots, while here, I had a live serpent. I loved the feel of him and rubbing my hands up and down, his breathing and voice began to change and asked if I would like to stop. I didn't, and I naturally started 'wanking' him harder and faster until he started to lose control and a mass of sperm ejaculated from his cock, splashing in my face, my mouth that was agape and all over my body. He pulled me close, lifting me he bent down and kissed me, inserting his tongue and licking the cum I hadn't swallowed. I could feel his sperm that I had swallowed, warming from inside, I loved the taste and knew I wanted more. It tasted okay and felt so right in my mouth, over my face and now, inside me.
Whilst he was holding me tight, I managed to rest my excited pussy on his softening cock. I left my clit sitting on his enlarged 'head' and gently rubbed my clit harder against him. But then he stopped it by putting me down and saying he had better get me cleaned up. The next twenty minutes were the most exhilarating I had ever felt. He washed me all over, gently massaging my small breasts, nipples and eventually my much needy pussy. Running his finger up and down my entrance, tweeking my clit. At the time it felt so good and the pleasure I felt coursing through my body was unbelievable. I now know I was having my first orgasms and knew this was what I wanted.
That evening we went out to get something to eat and purchased some food items for the next day. Being with him was magical and I knew my dolly days were behind me and 'toys' were soon to take on a whole new meaning. In the middle of the night, I woke up to a muffled voice in the main bedroom. I went to look and walked in to my mum riding her boyfriend hard, he was pulling her nipples and they were talking about her date and how he had fucked her on the beach and taken all of her holes (of course I didn't know what they were talking about at the time). My sudden presence seemed to dampen their fun a bit, and I just said I had a bad dream and climbed in between them, cuddling my mum but backing my bum against a still rock hard erection. Bliss, and a great night’s sleep. Good night John-boy.....
My c***dhood was great. I grew up in a nice, secure home. We were far from rich. My mum was the single wage earner and along with my grandma who was retired, and me, made up our family. Sadly my grandma passed away when I was ten years old. From then on, I spent a lot of time on my own during school holidays with the occasional friends around. So I was becoming more and more independent, slowly growing in confidence but far from secure about my looks, body shape and social acceptance.
My mum's boyfriend changed all that. He always had a lot of time for me. He encouraged me to be confident, fearless and to follow my instincts. He motivated me, guided me and was there to catch me when I fell. I did fall a few times. But deep inside, I knew there was more about me and that I would achieve and make something of myself.
When we got back from our first holiday in Spain, there was still 4 weeks of the school holidays left and MB would be staying with us for the whole of that period. I was so pleased and ecstatic that I constantly had MB on my mind. I began scheming and planning. But first I had to catch up with my school friend Asta.
Asta was so excited to see me, she had some news. While I had been away, she had finally given in to her boyfriend and they had 'done it' down by the river. I think I always knew what she meant, but I was too busy thinking how I was going to get fucked by MB. Asta began telling me how she had lost her virginity during a day swimming and sunbathing at the river. I wasn't really listening and it didn't sound amazing, although she described it as such. I was still a virgin and gave away nothing when she asked if I had met anyone on holiday. It was strange, I no longer felt like the giggly school-girl of two weeks before. In my mind I knew what I wanted and who I wanted it with.
Mum always woke early on a work day and was out of the house by 6am. Has I listened to her car driving away, I became wide awake, thinking of the holiday and mum's boyfriend lying alone in the next room. My hands began to wander, touching, caressing and exploring my body. Exciting my nipples, grazing my skin, my stomach and slipping my fingers into my panties and stroking my thighs....
I was getting hot and so horny, to the point where I wasn't going to satisfy myself in the same tantalising, erotic way that events with MB had. I removed my nighty and panties, and completely naked, I crept into mum's bedroom, and slipped under the sheet and cuddled up to MB who had his back to me. He didn't stir has I brought my small but sensitive breasts into contact with his back and my pussy with his firm bum.
I couldn't keep my hand still, stroking his arm and reaching round and gently tugging his nipples. He still didn't stir. I grew bolder, tugging his nipples harder and kissing his shoulder. MB let out a slow moan but did not wake. I looked over and I see the slow beginnings of an erection. I stared, transfixed to the way it just got bigger and harder. I loved it and I was determined to have the full experience of it. When fully erect, I became unsure about whether I could take all of it and how much it would hurt but it looked so appealing to me and my desire took over.
My hand floated towards his fully erect cock. Gently touching it and encircling my hand around it. I loved to touch and feel his hard cock in my hand, the silkiness of the skin, the gentle throb, the pulse. I cupped my hand around the enlarged head and squeezed a bit harder, then run my hand down his rod of iron, then slowly back up to the tip. A small amount of liquid was oozing from the tip. I had to touch it, feel its warmth and stickiness, bringing it uncontrollably to my tongue.
My fingers returned to the head of his cock and my index finger began to smear the pre cum all around the head as more and more leaked from the tip. MB appeared to be still asleep but he had started to let out pleasurable moans the more I touched his cock and ran my hand up and down it. MB then rolled onto his back but appeared to still be asleep.
I climbed in between his spread thighs and started stroking his cock with both my hands. MB hands were around my waist and thighs gliding in small circles until one hand started stroking my inner thighs, gradually getting closer to my pussy. He must have felt how wet and soaked my pussy was, urging to be touched, screaming to be fucked. I bent down towards his beautiful engorged cock, smelling his manliness and extended my tongue to lick his pre-cum. I licked all around the head and held it with my lips. I had heard my friends discuss blow jobs and I had seen the odd semi-pornographic video, but knew no more about blow jobs than most other girls my age. That was not going to stop me.
I opened my mouth wider and took his ‘head’ and a few inches at first, into my mouth. I remember not being sure what to do next, other than to simulate the actions of my hands lower down his shaft. As I began bobbing my head up and down, MB moved one hand to the back of my head and started to control the rhythm of my head, occasionally holding my head still while he gradually pushed more of his cock into my mouth until I was just about to gag, then he would release, allowing me to catch my breath. Meanwhile, with his other hand he had discovered my eager, wet pussy and was stroking my clit, sending unbelievable pleasure through my whole body. From my clit he traced the line of my plump entrance, down to my ass. I could feel his wet finger moistening my ass and the area around it. The more he moistened my ass the more and more I liked the feeling and the more lubricated I became.
God, It felt amazing, taking more and more of his cock into my mouth, while my hands stroked faster and gripped harder. And wow, was my pussy on the verge of exploding, aching to be entered and fucked. With that thought, I suddenly started to feel his cock jerk in my mouth, and his moans and groans became more and more uncontrollable. MB exploded in my mouth and the suddenness of his eruption almost made me choke, but I managed to swallow most of his cum, nearly swallowing his cock as well. I sucked and swallowed as much as I could, his hand holding the back of my head, while the fingers of his other hand were massaging my clit and the lower fingers almost entering me for the very first time.
I so wanted to feel him in me, but my body had reached the point of no return. It was my turn to cry out in ecstasy as my orgasm exploded out of control, I thrust my hips forward and I felt his fingers slide into my well lubricated pussy. He held his fingers still, I gripped with all my energy and rode out the remainder of my orgasm.
I collapsed on top of MB chest, holding on to the fingers deep in me. I looked into his eyes with love glowing in mine. We didn’t say a word, none were needed, he lent forward and our lips came together and we kissed for an eternity…… eventually drifting off to sleep in his arms.
I am currently flying back from Miami to London where mum's boyfriend will collect me at Gatwick and take me home. Mum is away, so it will just be him and me. We have not seen each other for nine weeks. I miss him, I miss his touch and fuck, I miss his wonderful cock. As I think of him, my mind drifts................
I am not sure for how long I dozed off, but for the first time in my life, I went into a dream-like world. My body was highly aroused, ‘electricity’ buzzing to all the sensitive parts of my highly, eroticised body. I looked down to where my pussy was being set to full, emotional, sexual pleasure. Mum’s boyfriend had my legs spread wide and he was lavishly working his tongue thoroughly into the depths of my sexual arousal. He knew where to touch, where to lick and where to probe.
I couldn’t stop him, I didn’t want to stop him. I gave myself entirely to him, he was free to do what he wanted and I wanted it all. I still had never experienced a cock inside me but I knew I wanted to be fucked by MB’s cock. His cock had been in my dreams for nearly two years, I was now approaching my sixteenth birthday and in my eyes I was a sexual, sensual woman, waiting to be fired from a cannon and into the sexual world that awaited.
I exploded and gushed, his tongue working hard on my entrance, as he inserted two manly fingers deep into my pussy, his thumb triggering my clit. I could not hold back. I grabbed the back of his head and forced it into my pussy with all my strength, bucking and thrusting on his fingers. Wave after wave, deeper in to the abyss of orgasmic, shameful and highly desirable sex and fucking. MB withdrew his fingers and like a feather in his hand he turned me over onto all fours. Resting on my elbows, and in a daze, he began to massage my bum cheeks and run his hands under me flicking, pinching and tugging my fiercely erect nipples. “God, I want your cock”, I whispered loud enough for him to hear. “It will soon be all yours baby, just be patient, be free to be your sexual desires”……………
His tongue found the area between my cheeks, licking my forbidden hole, working his tongue around, gradually relaxing my initial bewilderment and growing my desire for everything I was due to experience. Ooooh, it felt so, so, good. What more was there to come? I had never felt such sensation, over and over, growing each time in intensity.
I looked back between my legs and there it was, hanging semi erect, it was my dream, my impressive site. I reached back and gripped it with my left hand. Feeling the moist, wet swelling head, leaking with his pre-cum. I pushed his cock-head against my clit and rubbed the length of his cock against the full length of my entrance, coating the entire length with my juices. My touch had instantly turned him rock hard and to a thick, pulsing fuck-stick. It looked so big, but so inviting. “Give it to me, I want it all, you teasing bastard”, I said. The words left my mouth at their own free-will.
Slap! His hand smacked my bum hard. It stung and as I replied “Bastard”, the sting was fading to a warm, tingly feeling. MB brought the swollen head of his cock to my pussy entrance and held it halfway in. He instructed me to slowly back on to him, which I did a bit too eagerly, but stopped after about two inches. Wow, he is fucking huge, I can’t get it in me. “Be patient, take your time and RELAX”, he instructed. He held me there, two inches felt good, but I was determined to have it all. Slowly he pushed and I remained still. Thwack, he slapped my arse again and I involuntary diverted to the sting has he slid two more inches inside me. Ouch, pain but fading. Ouch, he tugged my nipples fucking hard. The pain faded, turning to pleasure and he pushed in two more inches.
Wow, sweating, breathing hard, but experiencing new emotions and feelings, he held his cock six inches deep inside me. I was quickly growing accustomed to his size, although I was almost split in two, or so it felt. He started to withdraw slowly. “No, no, no, I want all of you in me”. “I don’t think you can take anymore baby”. “I can”, I grimaced, and forced myself back on to his cock. God, it felt so good inside me, but an itch grew deeper in my pussy and I forced myself harder on to his thick rod of iron. Ouch, a quick stab of pain fading fast to more sexually exciting sensations. Oh, yes. MB held me there as he reached between my thighs and started to rub my clit. With his touch I slowly and rhythmically began to move backwards and forwards over the length of his cock. The more he rubbed my clit, the faster my rhythm, and the more of his cock I was taking, deeper and deeper inside me.
His grip hardened, I thrust and gripped his cock harder. “Oh Jesus, I’m going to cum, ooooooh Christ, yes, yes, yeeeeeeeees”. I grounded my pussy on his magnificent, rock hard, powerful cock, but it only lasted for a second, as he quickly withdrew his cock and exploded. His hot sperm landed and splattered on my back, my ass and in between the crack of my ass. He covered me with his love juice and I collapsed under him. Finally a woman, finally on the road to discovering the real me. God, I felt so good, a bit sore, but hell did I feel good.
MB rolled to one side, pulling me into his chest. We both were exhausted, we both smelt of our combined sexual juices and aromas and I was sure we and it, was meant to be. My world felt just perfect…………..
My mum's boyfriend first met me when I was a young girl. I liked him instantly, even though he didn't speak my first language very much. I did have sufficient English language and I thank him for making my English the level it is today. He always enjoyed spending time with me and I with him. He encouraged me to be proficient in music (I play the piano to a high standard) and also in sport. He taught me so much, even matters of a sexual nature, at my insistence.
I used to love the summers with him, especially when he 'played' with me in the pool, river or the sea. We would spend most of the school summer holidays together, just him, me and Sheba (our dog). Mum, due to her work schedule rarely had time off during the summer months.
As a young girl, I was starting to 'develop', growing pubic hair on my rather plump pussy (I had a great camel-toe) and I was developing small breasts with highly sensitive nipples. I had started my own self-discoveries, touching, inserting and exploring my body and how exciting it felt. I was also becoming fascinated by boys and very soon.....men!
I schemed, I asked loads of questions, the more embarrassing the better, and I started to learn English words I shouldn't. MB (mums boyfriend) never once got mad or angry but always answering, questioning in return and explaining, teaching......
This continued for the next year or two, me becoming more brazen, more daring and more sexually charged. I had just turned fifteen (f******n is the age of consent in my home country) and things turned interesting when we had our first holiday together in Spain. As soon as we arrived we were down to the pool. In my nice new bikini, me and my mum's boyfriend, dived into the pool, while mum spread out topless, sunbathing. Mum's boyfriend and I played for hours, he throwing me in the air, teaching me how to dive, chasing me, tag and playing ball. The more we touched, the more I wanted. I would jump on his back, wrap my legs around his waist, neck and find any excuse to get my constantly throbbing pussy and nipples in contact with his body. He kept himself very fit and strong and although he was a lot older, he had a better physique than most men I had seen. I took as much advantage as I could.
I would accidently run my leg between his in the hope of feeling his cock. I had only seen it once, covered in shower gel, when I 'accidently' walked into the bathroom. He was most embarrassed, he had a massive erection and had been stroking it (at the time, I thought he was just washing it) and he quickly tried to cover up as much as he could. Ever since that time, I couldn't stop thinking about it and became more and more curious and wanted to touch it.....
When we were back at the villa we would play fight, he taught me the basics of Judo, and he would help me with somersaults etc. My favourite was the backward somersault where I would climb onto the front of his shoulders, my pussy in his face then roll backwards. A few times I managed to get my pussy in contact with his nose and the 'electricity' that ran through my body had me in a constant arousal. I don't know if mum knew what I was up to, she had been brought up quite strict in a catholic/puritan environment and her boyfriend was more liberal and open-minded. He would answer any of my questions, no subject was avoided and he never got angry, just either explaining without blame or throwing an alternative light on things.
One evening after being down at the beach all day, mum had gone to meet a friend for a date (I didn't know they had a kink/slut dynamic going on till later years) and that left us on our own. We played cards and a few games, then I had to shower the sand and salt off me. Whilst in the shower I came up with an idea. I shouted to MB from the shower, “spider”. He came running to see what was up and had to remove his T shirt to look around in the shower. After looking and finding nothing, I apologised but asked him to shower with me in case the spider came back, and could he wash my back for me. He agreed but kept his shorts on. I laughed and said I had seen him naked before and his shorts were getting wet. With that, he removed his shorts, embarrassingly to begin with and then said “no looking, you”. I giggled, I couldn't stop looking at his circumcised cock but before I could do anything, he turned me round and started washing my back.
I so wanted to feel his hands all over my body and said he should wash all of my body to make sure I am clean..... He did, but without touching any 'sensitive' parts of my body. I of course made every attempt to bump my body into his and a few times I felt is hard cock in the middle of my back. I turned and there it was, impressively erect and covered in the soap off my back. I said that I wanted to wash him, well the parts I could reach. He said that I could explore and touch as much as I liked and not to worry about anything. It was our secret. I readily agreed and with my hands coated in shower gel, I placed both hands around his cock. It looked massive in my hands and so impressive, the boys at school had little tiny maggots, while here, I had a live serpent. I loved the feel of him and rubbing my hands up and down, his breathing and voice began to change and asked if I would like to stop. I didn't, and I naturally started 'wanking' him harder and faster until he started to lose control and a mass of sperm ejaculated from his cock, splashing in my face, my mouth that was agape and all over my body. He pulled me close, lifting me he bent down and kissed me, inserting his tongue and licking the cum I hadn't swallowed. I could feel his sperm that I had swallowed, warming from inside, I loved the taste and knew I wanted more. It tasted okay and felt so right in my mouth, over my face and now, inside me.
Whilst he was holding me tight, I managed to rest my excited pussy on his softening cock. I left my clit sitting on his enlarged 'head' and gently rubbed my clit harder against him. But then he stopped it by putting me down and saying he had better get me cleaned up. The next twenty minutes were the most exhilarating I had ever felt. He washed me all over, gently massaging my small breasts, nipples and eventually my much needy pussy. Running his finger up and down my entrance, tweeking my clit. At the time it felt so good and the pleasure I felt coursing through my body was unbelievable. I now know I was having my first orgasms and knew this was what I wanted.
That evening we went out to get something to eat and purchased some food items for the next day. Being with him was magical and I knew my dolly days were behind me and 'toys' were soon to take on a whole new meaning. In the middle of the night, I woke up to a muffled voice in the main bedroom. I went to look and walked in to my mum riding her boyfriend hard, he was pulling her nipples and they were talking about her date and how he had fucked her on the beach and taken all of her holes (of course I didn't know what they were talking about at the time). My sudden presence seemed to dampen their fun a bit, and I just said I had a bad dream and climbed in between them, cuddling my mum but backing my bum against a still rock hard erection. Bliss, and a great night’s sleep. Good night John-boy.....
My c***dhood was great. I grew up in a nice, secure home. We were far from rich. My mum was the single wage earner and along with my grandma who was retired, and me, made up our family. Sadly my grandma passed away when I was ten years old. From then on, I spent a lot of time on my own during school holidays with the occasional friends around. So I was becoming more and more independent, slowly growing in confidence but far from secure about my looks, body shape and social acceptance.
My mum's boyfriend changed all that. He always had a lot of time for me. He encouraged me to be confident, fearless and to follow my instincts. He motivated me, guided me and was there to catch me when I fell. I did fall a few times. But deep inside, I knew there was more about me and that I would achieve and make something of myself.
When we got back from our first holiday in Spain, there was still 4 weeks of the school holidays left and MB would be staying with us for the whole of that period. I was so pleased and ecstatic that I constantly had MB on my mind. I began scheming and planning. But first I had to catch up with my school friend Asta.
Asta was so excited to see me, she had some news. While I had been away, she had finally given in to her boyfriend and they had 'done it' down by the river. I think I always knew what she meant, but I was too busy thinking how I was going to get fucked by MB. Asta began telling me how she had lost her virginity during a day swimming and sunbathing at the river. I wasn't really listening and it didn't sound amazing, although she described it as such. I was still a virgin and gave away nothing when she asked if I had met anyone on holiday. It was strange, I no longer felt like the giggly school-girl of two weeks before. In my mind I knew what I wanted and who I wanted it with.
Mum always woke early on a work day and was out of the house by 6am. Has I listened to her car driving away, I became wide awake, thinking of the holiday and mum's boyfriend lying alone in the next room. My hands began to wander, touching, caressing and exploring my body. Exciting my nipples, grazing my skin, my stomach and slipping my fingers into my panties and stroking my thighs....
I was getting hot and so horny, to the point where I wasn't going to satisfy myself in the same tantalising, erotic way that events with MB had. I removed my nighty and panties, and completely naked, I crept into mum's bedroom, and slipped under the sheet and cuddled up to MB who had his back to me. He didn't stir has I brought my small but sensitive breasts into contact with his back and my pussy with his firm bum.
I couldn't keep my hand still, stroking his arm and reaching round and gently tugging his nipples. He still didn't stir. I grew bolder, tugging his nipples harder and kissing his shoulder. MB let out a slow moan but did not wake. I looked over and I see the slow beginnings of an erection. I stared, transfixed to the way it just got bigger and harder. I loved it and I was determined to have the full experience of it. When fully erect, I became unsure about whether I could take all of it and how much it would hurt but it looked so appealing to me and my desire took over.
My hand floated towards his fully erect cock. Gently touching it and encircling my hand around it. I loved to touch and feel his hard cock in my hand, the silkiness of the skin, the gentle throb, the pulse. I cupped my hand around the enlarged head and squeezed a bit harder, then run my hand down his rod of iron, then slowly back up to the tip. A small amount of liquid was oozing from the tip. I had to touch it, feel its warmth and stickiness, bringing it uncontrollably to my tongue.
My fingers returned to the head of his cock and my index finger began to smear the pre cum all around the head as more and more leaked from the tip. MB appeared to be still asleep but he had started to let out pleasurable moans the more I touched his cock and ran my hand up and down it. MB then rolled onto his back but appeared to still be asleep.
I climbed in between his spread thighs and started stroking his cock with both my hands. MB hands were around my waist and thighs gliding in small circles until one hand started stroking my inner thighs, gradually getting closer to my pussy. He must have felt how wet and soaked my pussy was, urging to be touched, screaming to be fucked. I bent down towards his beautiful engorged cock, smelling his manliness and extended my tongue to lick his pre-cum. I licked all around the head and held it with my lips. I had heard my friends discuss blow jobs and I had seen the odd semi-pornographic video, but knew no more about blow jobs than most other girls my age. That was not going to stop me.
I opened my mouth wider and took his ‘head’ and a few inches at first, into my mouth. I remember not being sure what to do next, other than to simulate the actions of my hands lower down his shaft. As I began bobbing my head up and down, MB moved one hand to the back of my head and started to control the rhythm of my head, occasionally holding my head still while he gradually pushed more of his cock into my mouth until I was just about to gag, then he would release, allowing me to catch my breath. Meanwhile, with his other hand he had discovered my eager, wet pussy and was stroking my clit, sending unbelievable pleasure through my whole body. From my clit he traced the line of my plump entrance, down to my ass. I could feel his wet finger moistening my ass and the area around it. The more he moistened my ass the more and more I liked the feeling and the more lubricated I became.
God, It felt amazing, taking more and more of his cock into my mouth, while my hands stroked faster and gripped harder. And wow, was my pussy on the verge of exploding, aching to be entered and fucked. With that thought, I suddenly started to feel his cock jerk in my mouth, and his moans and groans became more and more uncontrollable. MB exploded in my mouth and the suddenness of his eruption almost made me choke, but I managed to swallow most of his cum, nearly swallowing his cock as well. I sucked and swallowed as much as I could, his hand holding the back of my head, while the fingers of his other hand were massaging my clit and the lower fingers almost entering me for the very first time.
I so wanted to feel him in me, but my body had reached the point of no return. It was my turn to cry out in ecstasy as my orgasm exploded out of control, I thrust my hips forward and I felt his fingers slide into my well lubricated pussy. He held his fingers still, I gripped with all my energy and rode out the remainder of my orgasm.
I collapsed on top of MB chest, holding on to the fingers deep in me. I looked into his eyes with love glowing in mine. We didn’t say a word, none were needed, he lent forward and our lips came together and we kissed for an eternity…… eventually drifting off to sleep in his arms.
I am currently flying back from Miami to London where mum's boyfriend will collect me at Gatwick and take me home. Mum is away, so it will just be him and me. We have not seen each other for nine weeks. I miss him, I miss his touch and fuck, I miss his wonderful cock. As I think of him, my mind drifts................
I am not sure for how long I dozed off, but for the first time in my life, I went into a dream-like world. My body was highly aroused, ‘electricity’ buzzing to all the sensitive parts of my highly, eroticised body. I looked down to where my pussy was being set to full, emotional, sexual pleasure. Mum’s boyfriend had my legs spread wide and he was lavishly working his tongue thoroughly into the depths of my sexual arousal. He knew where to touch, where to lick and where to probe.
I couldn’t stop him, I didn’t want to stop him. I gave myself entirely to him, he was free to do what he wanted and I wanted it all. I still had never experienced a cock inside me but I knew I wanted to be fucked by MB’s cock. His cock had been in my dreams for nearly two years, I was now approaching my sixteenth birthday and in my eyes I was a sexual, sensual woman, waiting to be fired from a cannon and into the sexual world that awaited.
I exploded and gushed, his tongue working hard on my entrance, as he inserted two manly fingers deep into my pussy, his thumb triggering my clit. I could not hold back. I grabbed the back of his head and forced it into my pussy with all my strength, bucking and thrusting on his fingers. Wave after wave, deeper in to the abyss of orgasmic, shameful and highly desirable sex and fucking. MB withdrew his fingers and like a feather in his hand he turned me over onto all fours. Resting on my elbows, and in a daze, he began to massage my bum cheeks and run his hands under me flicking, pinching and tugging my fiercely erect nipples. “God, I want your cock”, I whispered loud enough for him to hear. “It will soon be all yours baby, just be patient, be free to be your sexual desires”……………
His tongue found the area between my cheeks, licking my forbidden hole, working his tongue around, gradually relaxing my initial bewilderment and growing my desire for everything I was due to experience. Ooooh, it felt so, so, good. What more was there to come? I had never felt such sensation, over and over, growing each time in intensity.
I looked back between my legs and there it was, hanging semi erect, it was my dream, my impressive site. I reached back and gripped it with my left hand. Feeling the moist, wet swelling head, leaking with his pre-cum. I pushed his cock-head against my clit and rubbed the length of his cock against the full length of my entrance, coating the entire length with my juices. My touch had instantly turned him rock hard and to a thick, pulsing fuck-stick. It looked so big, but so inviting. “Give it to me, I want it all, you teasing bastard”, I said. The words left my mouth at their own free-will.
Slap! His hand smacked my bum hard. It stung and as I replied “Bastard”, the sting was fading to a warm, tingly feeling. MB brought the swollen head of his cock to my pussy entrance and held it halfway in. He instructed me to slowly back on to him, which I did a bit too eagerly, but stopped after about two inches. Wow, he is fucking huge, I can’t get it in me. “Be patient, take your time and RELAX”, he instructed. He held me there, two inches felt good, but I was determined to have it all. Slowly he pushed and I remained still. Thwack, he slapped my arse again and I involuntary diverted to the sting has he slid two more inches inside me. Ouch, pain but fading. Ouch, he tugged my nipples fucking hard. The pain faded, turning to pleasure and he pushed in two more inches.
Wow, sweating, breathing hard, but experiencing new emotions and feelings, he held his cock six inches deep inside me. I was quickly growing accustomed to his size, although I was almost split in two, or so it felt. He started to withdraw slowly. “No, no, no, I want all of you in me”. “I don’t think you can take anymore baby”. “I can”, I grimaced, and forced myself back on to his cock. God, it felt so good inside me, but an itch grew deeper in my pussy and I forced myself harder on to his thick rod of iron. Ouch, a quick stab of pain fading fast to more sexually exciting sensations. Oh, yes. MB held me there as he reached between my thighs and started to rub my clit. With his touch I slowly and rhythmically began to move backwards and forwards over the length of his cock. The more he rubbed my clit, the faster my rhythm, and the more of his cock I was taking, deeper and deeper inside me.
His grip hardened, I thrust and gripped his cock harder. “Oh Jesus, I’m going to cum, ooooooh Christ, yes, yes, yeeeeeeeees”. I grounded my pussy on his magnificent, rock hard, powerful cock, but it only lasted for a second, as he quickly withdrew his cock and exploded. His hot sperm landed and splattered on my back, my ass and in between the crack of my ass. He covered me with his love juice and I collapsed under him. Finally a woman, finally on the road to discovering the real me. God, I felt so good, a bit sore, but hell did I feel good.
MB rolled to one side, pulling me into his chest. We both were exhausted, we both smelt of our combined sexual juices and aromas and I was sure we and it, was meant to be. My world felt just perfect…………..
Mhairi
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