Playtime for Possum Part 2
- 4 years ago
- 33
- 0
"Titty Comp! Who's first?" Cara excitedly asks.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Me! Me! Meeeeee!" Mel exclaims frantically waving her hand in the air.
"Jesus, Mel, settle down. You look like Horshack from 'Welcome Back Kotter'!" Cara responds, shaking her head.
"She is just proud of her tits," Val chimes in. "And they are hot!"
Cara loudly sighs, "Fine. You can go first."
Jake walks over to Mel as she lifts her t-shirt over her head. A smile spreads across his face as he eyes her mounds.
"Cara, I really need to touch them to decide which are best," he says with a wicked smile.
"Fine."
He reaches his hands up and palms each of her mounds, studying them intently.
"Smallish, yet perky. Fits perfectly in my ..."
"Jake, we don't need your titty commentary," Cara interrupts.
"Shhhh! Yes, we do. Continue, Jake," Mel retorts, eating up his words.
"Ahem. As I was saying … they fit perfectly in my hands. Smallish nipples, hardening as I touch them with my thumb," Jake continues, as Mel squeals a little with his touches.
I look down and Valerie grabs Mel's hand again. There is something between them. I just know it. We all watch as Jake continues to explore her tits, squeezing and kneading. He is being very thorough in his judging.
"Next!" he says, releasing her tits.
"Do Val!" Mel begs.
Valerie removes her top as he moves over in front of her. Her tits are freaking huge compared to Mel's smaller ones. Jake's eyes pop out his head at first sight of them. He can't help but make a noise and Cara smacks him upside his head.
"These are some big titties. A boy could get lost in these puppies," he narrates as his hands roam her voluptuous jugs. "I mean ... these are worthy of a titty fuck! They are the perfect size for a guy to slide his cock right here. Damn."
Valerie beams at his analysis, but Mel smiles more. She is more than a handful, so his hands move around her tits, caressing, massaging. I feel my pussy drip a little as he tests out her nipples. I can't wait for him to feel mine. He releases her and moves towards me. Last, but not least, I hope.
"Well Kimmi, I have seen your bottom, so let's see what's going on up-top," Jake says smiling at me.
I lift my long sleepshirt off and am left in just my panties. I judge myself to be somewhere between Mel and Val's size. He studies me before reaching out to grab a handful.
"Nice, Kimmi. Very firm. More muscular than the others, I would say. Your nipples are definitely the biggest," he says as he squeezes one between his thumb and forefinger, eliciting a squeal from me.
His eyes shoot up to my eyes and winks, obviously pleased by my squeal. My pussy is dripping now from his touches. God, how I wish he would suck my nipples. Oh, my goodness. I am eating up his hands squeezing my breasts and tweaking my nipples.
He releases me and steps back taking one final look at all of us. His cock poking out his shorts tells us he approves of us all.
"Well, who wins, Jake?" Cara asks, moving beside him.
"Hmmmm. I like them all. They are all different but equally enjoyable. But, I have to go with ... Val! I can't help wanting to slide my cock between those two soft pillows!"
Val and Mel both squeal in excitement. I can't help but frown in disappointment. I love having my nipples sucked. Damn. But, I give it to Val. Her tits are amazing.
"Okay, Val. As the winner, you get Jake sucking your breasts for thirty seconds."
Jake sits back down on the bed and pats his thighs saying, "Best if you sit on my lap, Val. Come here, girl."
Valerie practically hops over and slides onto his lap. Cara starts the timer on her phone and we all watch Jake's mouth close in on her right nipple. Oh, my! So fucking hot! One hand massages her left breast, while he slurps away at her right. This is one of the sexiest things I have ever witnessed. He pulls his face back and then sticks his tongue out, giving her a really long lick, before closing his mouth around her nipple again. Val is squirming all over his lap. God, I wish it were me he was licking! We still have our tops off and my own nipples are so hard they hurt.
"Okay. Five more seconds, Jake. Make it good!" Cara cheers.
We can't look away as he mashes his mouth against her breast, with us all knowing he is tonguing her good. Fuck! Another big wet spot stains my panties. I may as well just throw them away after this night.
"Times up," Cara says.
Jake withdraws his mouth, and Mel moves in beside Val, putting her arm around her. "Fuck," is all Valerie can say. And Jake is sitting there looking like the cat that swallowed the canary. None of us speak for a few minutes, trying to gather ourselves. That was so fucking hot!
"Thanks for sharing Jake with us, Cara," beams Mel.
"Awww. You girls are my besties. College is about making some crazy memories. I want to have some wild and crazy times to look back on when I'm older. But, Jake, you can't go tell your baseball team about this. It is just between us five."
Jakes laughs, "Like they would believe me anyway. Cara, the guys think you are a little scary. They always tease me that you will twist my right nut off if you catch me even looking at another girl."
We all giggle and Cara probably likes others finding her a little scary.
“Let’s keep the party going. Next game – Cock Potato! It’s kind of like Hot Potato, except you want to be the one with Jake’s cock in your mouth when he blows. We each suck him for fifteen seconds before passing his cock to the next one. The one who is sucking him when he cums wins and gets eaten out by Jake for one whole minute. And I am playing this time.”
“Cara! I am standing right here. You can’t just decide what I will do!” Jake fusses again.
Cara rolls her eyes. “Okay, Jake. May we play a game where we each take turns sucking your cock?”
“Yes, please,” he says grinning from ear to ear.
“You are such a jerk,” she puffs back at him.
“And … ask my permission for the reward,” he says, further aggravating her.
“Oh, sweet Jesus! Fine! Jake, will you eat the winner’s pussy?”
“Yes, please.”
“God, you are such an idiot!” she barks as the rest of us giggle.
“Hmmm. I guess it is best if Jake gets in the middle of us and we all get on our knees surrounding him. Then, he can just keep rotating around from mouth to mouth. Ready? Jake take off your …”
Cara suddenly notices Jake’s shorts already on the floor at his feet and continues, “shorts. Excited, are we, Jake?”
“Maybe a little,” he winks, with his massive stiffy telling us differently.
Everyone moves in place, but I hold back. I didn’t think we would go this far and bow my head in worry. Cara knows me well and notices something is wrong, moving towards me to put her hand on my shoulder.
“Kimmi, what is it?” she asks concerned. Everyone else turns their attention to me.
“I ... don't wanna say.”
“We are all friends here. Tell us,” Cara prods.
“Well, it’s just … just that … I have never done it before,” I sputter unable to lift my head.
“Sucked a cock? You have never sucked a cock?” Cara asks gently.
“No. I have touched one, but never had one in my mouth.”
“Well ... that’s okay. But, do you want to?” she says hugging me.
“Uh huh,” I whisper.
“Easy fix, girl. I will give you a quick lesson on Jake’s. It’s easy. Everybody, Kimmi gets a little practice first. Jake, get over here,” she orders.
“Cara!” Jake fusses again.
Cara frowns, throwing her head back in disgust, “Oh dear God. Okay, Jake, will you be a practice cock for Kimmi?”
“Yes, please,” he replies, as we all giggle again. It is funny to see him push Cara’s buttons. She smacks him upside his head again.
Cara pulls us both down to where we are on our knees and she pulls him towards us by his big cock. It is now inches from my face and its humongous size is intimidating for sure.
“It’s so easy, Kimmi. I like to give him a good licking first. Take him in your hand and lick your tongue slowly up and down his shaft until he is nice and wet. You love this don’t you, Jake?” she says as she demonstrates.
“Yes,” he says, his word muffled within a groan.
Mel and Val move in and bend their heads to closely observe Cara's demonstration.
"Girls, please!" she barks at them. "Give me some room here!"
They reluctantly back away, pouting a little.
“Here, you try,” she says passing his cock over to me. “And look up into his eyes while you lick him. Guys love that."
I am freaking out a little, but take his cock in my trembling hand. He has some drops leaking out his head. Looking up at him, he smiles reassuring me. I stick out my tongue and bravely lean forward licking his hardness from his base to his mushroom head. He loudly groans which encourages me onward. I have an idea and turn my head sideways mouthing his shaft like he is a corn on the cob, sliding my lips up and down.
“Fuck!” he exclaims.
“Wow, Kimmi, good move,” Cara coaches. “You are ready to take him in your mouth now. The biggest thing to remember is to keep your teeth out of it. No guy wants you scrapping him with your teeth – hard-on killer for sure. Imagine his cock is an ice cream cone. Cover the head with your lips and slowly push him inside. Twirl your tongue around a little and slide him in and out. Think about it like he is fucking your mouth.”
"Try to deep throat him, Kimmi!" Mel chimes in.
Cara shushes her saying I am not ready for that yet.
I lean forward again and slide just his fat tip into my mouth. Holding it there, I swirl my tongue around as Cara said.
“Fuck!” he yells out again.
“Don’t blow before we even get to the game, Jake,” Cara fusses.
“I’m trying … feels really good,” he stutters.
"Good job, Kimmi!" Val encourages, moving her head a little too close again to watch.
Jake's words give me courage so I purse my lips, remembering to keep my teeth away and slide him in and out my mouth.
“Look up at him, Kimmi,” Cara gently reminds me.
I look up at him and his eyes look down locking with mine. So hot! I suck him harder and slide him faster and faster in and out my mouth. I think I am getting the hang of this.
“Stop!” he abruptly yells.
I quickly slide him out, worried I have done something wrong.
“No, it was good, Kimmi – too good. I was about to cum. Very good,” he says panting.
“Let’s give Jake a minute to recover, girls,” Cara says, standing back up and leaning in to kiss him.
I rise from my knees and we all stand around silently waiting for Jake's cock to relax and his face to turn not-so-red. We want this game to last at least one round, where we each get a taste of him.
“Okay, girls. On our knees.”
To be continued …
John attended a business meeting in San Antonio, and so Kelly and Mary shared a Thursday dinner in his absence to discuss the proposed Saturday night get-together. Their former “slave” of the week before requested another meeting with them. “John won’t be here this weekend, darlin’,” said Mary. “It would be so much more fun if he were here…do you think we ought to invite James so we can have a fun cock to play with? Or should it just be us girls this Saturday? “You know, every time...
Mary looked over the card she received from the handsome man at the door to the porno shop in Central City. The well-dressed, black guy. The fellow who had driven her to tears of pleasure. The fellow she had John suck off with her as the last ditch effort to retain her sanity from the yard o’ beef they’d encountered in this gloryhole. The card read, ANSON BLAINE, CONSULTANT. That was all. She lay in bed that night, remembering his huge black cock…tasting it…fucking it…nursing on the...
LET’S GET SOMETHING STRAIGHT BETWEEN US… The marrieds realize they both get off using “dirty words”. “ People treat others so mean by calling them an asshole, or a dick, or a cunt,” she said, using that last word for the first time in her life. “ “Bitch” and “whore” fall into that category, too.” Both felt those words should be compliments -- a sexy woman proud of her body, knowing how to use it, and being in charge. They decide it’s patriarchal, putting the woman down, when she...
PlaytimeNote:This is a small chapter/idea that I deleted from the main novel (Four Bitches) for reasons of plot fluidity. Originally it was intended to be a second visit by Dolly to Madame?s tender loving care. However, I decided that a single episode for each husband was more consistent for the storyline. It may amuse the reader to see just a little more of Madame and her demented daughters? Only a slight mention of this episode is now left in the main body of the novel as an afterthought. In...
I lay in bed completely naked. Slowly rubbing baby oil all over my body, paying special attention to my tits and my pussy. I begin to pull and tease my nipples, my other hand finds my swollen, tender clit, I feel myself slowly pinching and rubbing my clit. As the fever builds, I stop and tie my tits as tight as I can get them. They change to a deep purple. Next, I clip clothes pins on each nipple as I continue to tease my clit, taking my other hand and fingering my pussy and my ass with two...
BDSMShe approaches the parking lot. It's empty. Everybody is down at the beach, partying, dancing, enjoying the warm summer evening. Fortunately it's her last practice for the season and next weekend she won't have to rush this much. She feels little pressure in her tummy. The though of her long drive home once again enters her mind. She walks to the local restrooms.... not noticing a long shadow following her. She enters the restroom. It's a typical park one, not overly clean, with...
At “The Other Pub”, the three present discussed Kelly’s offer. John, his wife Mary, and their good friend James doubted the wisdom of expanding their circle of “friendship”. Not least in their thoughts was the revelation to others that they were sharing more than mere friendship. Much more. Trust was on the line. A new partnership of needs was on the line, and the old partnerships threatened, maybe. Goodwill among a married couple and two new friends slash Toys was a delicate balance...
John asked Mary, “Are we okay now? I mean, we have James and Kelly over here a lot – I was just wondering if they’re more important in our life now, you know, than just you and me?” Her eyes widened and a crease frowned her forehead. “Honey, do you remember what our life was like before we started in with our toys? I mean, our sex life. We really didn’t have much going on then. You just did it when I pushed you, maybe once every three weeks – you know, when it was about tampon time ...
11. After I was done stage fucking the nice-tiitted dirty-blonde school girl in her thirties, Carla had lined up some more meat for us. She’d been “working” the crowd while I had the blonde bent over on her knees. Carla and I sucked off about three more cocks each before the crowd waned. It was late. Carla offered to take me to her place and although I really wanted to go, I had to make sure I made it to my meeting on time in the morning. I knew it was past three o’clock in the morning. We...
Playtime Stories 24– Whore pt. 1 I returned to the city where I met John in the arcade parking lot and Tiffany and “Pet” in the arcade booths followed by some scorching action at her parent’s townhouse. Though I often came here on business, I always seemed to not know my schedule well enough to plan anything with Tiffany or Peter, or even John. I had always enjoyed myself though. I would get dressed up and go out to meet new friends, and get fucked by them. Sometimes I would use the motel...
Playtime Stories 23 Mistress’ Anal Devirginizer Mistress Genella told me to clean up and re-paint my face for the session. I darkened my rouge and made the silver on my lids more vibrant. I added more thickness to my dark lashes and re-glossed my dark red lips. I still wore the black leather collar and cincher. My black sheer stockings were still in good shape and my strappy patent leather heels were now clean again. I adjusted my black full-cup Lycra bra and my shoulder length gloves. I...
Playtime Stories 22– Mistress G’s Slave I crashed at the motel and was surprisingly well-rested when I went to work. Once at work I began counting down the minutes till I would submit to Mistress Genella. I’d decided to tell my boss I’d away from the office following up on business. I left at lunch.At half-past one in the afternoon I arrived at the doorbell I was told to ring twice. I was greeted by the driver from the other night and guided upstairs to a changing room. I remitted the...
Playtime Stories 22– Rest Stop Action I drove into the rest stop and tried to park in the same area I had been in earlier but it was still full. The van that I’d seen earlier was still parked there but all the other cars seemed to have changed in the last hour. I circled around once again and could not find a spot anywhere near the area I needed. The only area that was well lit was the restroom and tourist information area at the middle of the rest stop and the entrance from the highway. I...
Playtime Stories 21– Mistress GEvery once in a while I need a little discipline. I have a couple of Dominant ladies that I see semi annually. Each offers something the other does not. Mistress Eva is a larger middle-aged divorcee who probably drove her ex-husband away with her needs. She is very controlling and enjoys inflicting some levels of S/M in most of her scenes. She truly enjoys the thrill of making a male slave scream a certain way and forcing him to submit through the use of...
The second in a short series of stories set in the IE. This one was INTENSE. Enjoy and please comment!Playtime Stories 17 - BBC Afternoon Delight I put a prostate stimulator up my ass and moaned. My dick jumped and I smiled at myself in the mirror and called myself a fucking slut. I jacked myself a few times and nearly came. I wanted to save my orgasm. I had so many possibilities and so many ideas of what to do for the rest of the day and the night. I liked my lips and preened in a...
As usual, a hot mix of real experiences and fantasy. The part that is fantasy would surprise you- ENJOY and Comment please!!15 Playtime Stories 15 – ABS Wildlife “Just another trip to the arcade” turned into a very memorable time. I was away on business at a convention and very horny. I hadn’t been able to indulge in nearly a month and a half. The first night of the trip I had been fairly lucky for a Wednesday. I had done a lot of cock sucking, but as a guy. Thursday afternoon I still...
11. After I was done stage fucking the nice-tiitted dirty-blonde school girl in her thirties, Carla had lined up some more meat for us. She’d been “working” the crowd while I had the blonde bent over on her knees. Carla and I sucked off about three more cocks each before the crowd waned. It was late. Carla offered to take me to her place and although I really wanted to go, I had to make sure I made it to my meeting on time in the morning. I knew it was past three o’clock in the morning. ...
6. A lot of my playtime is at night. I start in the afternoon and get partially dressed in lingerie, heels, and makeup, and start to play around. I watch some porn get on an adult phone sex chatline on the female side and get nasty men and even a few freaky women off over the phone. Almost every time I am on a chatline I meet T-gurl lovers and occasionally I’ll put together a play-date. It’s a little risky, but it is very exciting to have a stranger knock on your door and expect nothing...
Playtime with a Sissy - Part 1 How I first started By Lisa Jade I enjoy dressing men up in sissy clothes. I suppose "enjoy" is not really the right word to use, as for me the experience is very much an absorbing sexual adventure, to which I have now become totally addicted. I know that I get just as much excitement and stimulus from our sessions as my poor sissy does. In fact I usually end up being wetter and in a bigger mess than he is. So let me take you back to when I first...
PLAYTIME WITH A SISSY PART 2 BRAZILIAN WAX BY LISA JADE The day started and ended with a Brazilian waxing. For me that morning, it was a fantastic experienced as I had my first total denuding. Then by late afternoon, it was my poor sissy Kera turn to have his pubic hair waxed and removed, by yours truly. I felt so fresh and clean as I left the beauty salon. Just walked back...
I see you when you come in. My attention isn’t even on the door. It is like something, I don’t know, like instinct or intuition that makes me look. It is like the whole place just stops for a moment, just for you.Imagine my surprise when you come out of the ladies' locker room and stroll right towards me, right where I am working out. Yeah, I’m pretty sure you catch me staring a few times as we go along, but each time I notice that you'd noticed, I smile a bit, look you in the eye and give a...
Hardcore"Kimmi, I know you are awake!" I sheepishly open my eyes. "Sorry," I squeak, with Cara's big tits dangling over me.I look over to see Jake slipping his shorts back on, covering his drooping cock. "How much did you see?" Jake asks."Ummm, not much," I lie."Kimmi, tell the truth," Cara demands."Everything," I whisper, pulling the covers over my naughty voyeur eyes. From underneath the covers, I hear them whispering. I want to crawl in a hole and die I am so embarrassed."Good idea,"...
College SexI am, once again, hot and bothered lying on my bed in my dorm room. My fingers graze the outside of my panties, lightly teasing the special place between my legs. Masturbation feels lonely to me though. Sigh. I don't want to cum alone. So, I reluctantly withdraw my fingers and hug myself, resigning myself to another sexually unfulfilled, lonely night at college.After some time, boredom takes over and I decide to go to sleep. I am snuggled under my cozy, white comforter about to drift off to...
College SexJoy idolized her sister, and was careful never to leave the history available on the computer for Katie to see her prurient interests and past visits. She also liked to pretend to be very naïve about computer usage, passwords and the like. Secretly she knew much more than anyone else in their house about computers (including the knowledge of all her sister’s passwords) but also taking on the identity of someone else and traveling through evening sexual adventures...
Mark Harrison slammed the door of the car and trudged across the grass which spread across the wide front of his parent's house in suburban Trentham. It was a hot and sticky night, and he thought better of going inside just yet, choosing instead to sit himself down upon the red brick stairs which led up to the front door, snatching a leaf from the footpath and tossing it away petulantly. His date had been an utter disaster, and Mark's hopes of releasing his sexual frustrations loose at the...
THE GOING-AWAY PARTY Several weeks had gone by since the last get-together. John and Mary, their toys James and Kelly had not met lately. Additionally, Kelly’s roommate Terri was now scheduled for her final gender-change operation, which she eagerly awaited. A trip to Branson, Missouri, by the married couple halted the “regular” Saturday night meetings. Taking advantage of a “celebrity auction”, they had bought a bargain weekend stay at a Branson resort. On the first night in the...
We will now relate what was passing in the house of the king's attorney after the departure of Madame Danglars and her daughter, and during the time of the conversation between Maximilian and Valentine, which we have just detailed. M. de Villefort entered his father's room, followed by Madame de Villefort. Both of the visitors, after saluting the old man and speaking to Barrois, a faithful servant, who had been twenty-five years in his service, took their places on either side of the...
Two days after, a considerable crowd was assembled, towards ten o'clock in the morning, around the door of M. de Villefort's house, and a long file of mourning-coaches and private carriages extended along the Faubourg Saint-Honore and the Rue de la Pepiniere. Among them was one of a very singular form, which appeared to have come from a distance. It was a kind of covered wagon, painted black, and was one of the first to arrive. Inquiry was made, and it was ascertained that, by a strange...
The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Sophia, along with some of the characters in the other two stories make cameo appearances here. *************************************** I...
Neoan arching he slips his finger back into my clinching pussy
I lay in bed completely naked. Slowly rubbing baby oil all over my body, paying special attention to my tits and my pussy. I begin to pull and tease my nipples, my other hand finds my swollen, tender clit, I feel myself slowly pinching and rubbing my clit. As the fever builds, I stop and tie my tits as tight as I can get them. They change to a deep purple. Next, I clip clothes pins on each nipple as I continue to tease my clit, taking my other hand and fingering my pussy and my ass with two...
The Real Stepford Wives - Vicky's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This is my third entry in the Stepford Series. This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Lizzie, along with some of the characters in the original two stories make cameo appearances...
The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Some of the characters in those stories make cameo appearances here. ********************** I was four years into my career as a Big Four accountant. Two years ago, I had been promoted to senior associate and was hopeful about...
Chapter 2 — Who is this Ed guy, really? The discovery process of a research project always excited Mairead, but this time it was more than that. She had researched a wide range of subjects over the years, but up to now, none were for her own education. The personal nature of this research, along with the subject matter, truly had her juices flowing this morning. Like so many Saturdays before, she welcomed the weekend with some self gratification over a cup of coffee, but this time she could...
and when she started to rub and grip i wanted to take her right there i wanted to play to so i reached over and grabbed her i heard a sharp hiss and moan and felt her hump into my hand i just smiled knowing i could cause so much pleasure by one single move She kept asking me to fuck her and it was driving my crazy that i was driving and i couldn't so i took my hand and went inside her panties and claimed that wonderful mound for my own She started to shake as i turned onto a backroad. She...
It was Saturday after Thanksgiving, the kids were bored and wanted to see the latest teen movie. I was exhausted having done six loads of laundry, sweeping, mopping and other dirty jobs you can't bribe a teenager to do. My husband decided to take the girls out to the movie and pizza to give me a much needed break from the whines of teenage girls. I waved bye to them as they drove down the street. Alone at last I locked the front door closed my eyes and a satisfied smile crossed my lips...
John was so proud of his wife as she urged her Toy on, so nasty, so slutty, so fucking hot. She rode it as he barely held onto the end. John knew she was trash-talking for his benefit, spurring James on to bigger and better things. She was completely in charge….and the Master didn’t have a clue. James didn’t want to sound mean and “demanding”, and he was still uncomfortable calling her a bitch or a whore, or other nasty names. This “Master” business is tough! All he could think to do was...
Triple XXX ??? Must Be Dirty! Two busy work-weeks took over for the marrieds. The usual fun with each other and their Toys became a back-burner as work piled on. Opposite hours, projects extending over to home-life, and nightly crashing. Even Thursday night together-meal got crowded out. No time for “socializing”. Mary felt deprived. John wondered – will things ever get back to “normal”? The recent experience of the girls in Central City, and then the evening of reruns, meant...
Kelly, Mary and John sat in the dining room at a leisurely lunch of Caesar salad, mild chicken wings and breadsticks with nacho cheese. “The next time we go downtown and play ‘Sluts ‘R Us’, we ought to dress in fancy business-suit outfits, like we’re hotshot executives,” said Mary. “Think they’d recognize us?” “Wait – what’s this about a trip downtown?” wondered John. “Oh, you haven’t heard yet, dear –our little tramp went with me to that store in Central City again and we had our...
ANTICIPATION When Kelly heard from Mary about the trip to Central City gloryhole, she jumped. Literally. . “TAKE ME THERE!! Talk about Heaven!” “Oh, Kelly, can you imagine two hotties like us walking in there and asking for one of those rooms? We’d start a riot!” “Maybe we should go real trampy, you know, dress like sluts.” “Do you think a girl could drown in come?” giggled Mary. “We could ask Puttana. Well, you know I have a big...
The story is actually a pretty funny one when I think of it, from the point of meeting him until now when I’ve been constantly talking to him. A couple of nights ago Me and my friend Alicia were drinking at my house when we decided we wanted to make French toast, sadly though we didn’t have any bread. So Alicia, the amazing person she is, decided to call this guy Zack she liked to bring us bread (I mean obviously we couldn’t drive after drinking, my dad had our keys). So since he couldn’t drive...
So glad to have him back home again, Mary took her husband to Central City for something special. Putanna told her about something called “gloryholes” in the adult bookstores. He’s going to love this. I know he loves to see me get off on other guys…and girls. Traffic slowed them. Eventually they entered the adult bookstore – X ‘R Us -- in the busy central district. Rows of shelves displayed XXX films in VCR and DVC versions. Magazines on one long wall. Glass cases of sex toys. ...
HOME AGAIN, HOME AGAIN….. Arriving home from Texas after an exhausting three-week business trip, John missed his wife. She met him as he came in. “I’ve missed you,” he said. She replied, “And I’ve missed parts of you.” A Thursday night, which meant she fixed dinner for their once-a-week shared “special” meal. “Got a plan, baby,” she said. “Let’s just eat, then we’ll decide what’s next, okay?” “Okay by me. I’m tired. It’s not easy to sit in a plane for several hours and...
(Written after reading The Story of O, by Pauline Reage, of which Graham Greene said, “A rare thing, a pornographic book well-written and without a trace of obscenity.”) Blindfolded, John and Mary sat in the limo along with Kelly and James. Another Saturday night. Their Toy had convinced them to come along to this rendezvous, sight unseen, for an adventure they had not yet experienced. Another sexual thing. They were assured no pain or humiliation or “discovery” was involved for them....
A THURSDAY MEAL Eating supper on Thursday night – their “together meal” night – Mary and John talked of the possibilities for another Saturday night by themselves, or maybe with friends. It was Sexy-Outfit night. Mary brought home the Colonel’s big bucket, with mashed potatoes and gravy, rolls, cole slaw, and the delicious Original. Butter spread liberally over the rolls and potatoes. Greasy and slimy. John wore only gym shorts, a “brief” departure from his usual natty style at...
Rat-a-tat. Tap tap. Knock knock. Mary roused, something was different in the house. Again – taptap. Knockknock, softly. She looked over at John, snoring on his stomach. Somebody’s at the door downstairs. The clock at bedside read 3:40 a.m. What’s going on? Robed in the red silky Chinese gown, she made her way downstairs in the darkness, went to the door and looked through the peephole. Kelly! She opened the door. “Oh my gosh, Kelly, what’s wrong! Come in!” The girl wore a...
THE WHORE-FEST CONTEST Saturday night and all present -- Mary and John and their Toys James and Kelly. Their new friend Terri, who had the sex-change operation, was recuperating for another several months. And James was already promised the first fuck when she became a real female. “So, kids, as you already know because we figured this out last Wednesday, we are gathered here tonight for the First Annual Whore-Fest. Who’s the biggest and best Whore? You all have had a chance...
GETTING A LITTLE KINKY… Candlelight lit the bathroom with a soft yellow glow while Mary relaxed in the tub. Four days had elapsed since John left on business and she’d had nobody to sleep with, the house to herself. The Toys were both busy with work, couldn’t come over in the middle of the week. Actually, she didn’t mind, since she had determined to go a couple of days – if I can! – without sex. This is the longest time in the past two months I’ve been by myself here, she thought. ...
Eating fries and chili at Wendy’s, Mary met John for lunch. Not surprisingly, he’d ordered the same -- increasingly on the same page. “Such a treat, dear,” said Mary, “to meet you for lunch…” “Well, you know, we’ve done so many different things lately. I thought maybe I’d take the initiative for once….” “What do you have in mind, you sexy man?” said Mary with an devilish glint and hoping for the best. “Are you wearing any panties under that pretty dress?” “No.” “See that guy...
THE GOING-AWAY PARTY Several weeks had gone by since the last get-together. John and Mary, their toys James and Kelly had not met lately. Additionally, Kelly’s roommate Terri was now scheduled for her final gender-change operation, which she eagerly awaited. A trip to Branson, Missouri, by the married couple halted the “regular” Saturday night meetings. Taking advantage of a “celebrity auction”, they had bought a bargain weekend stay at a Branson resort. On the first night in the...
A large platter of sliced cukes, cherry tomatoes, carrots, broccoli and cauliflower sat on the coffee table in the living room, French Onion dip, Ranch, and her special Curry dip beside it. Molson Gold bottles in the ice chest. It was seven o’clock. Guests were expected. Extra blankets and pillows heaped the rocking chair. The married couple, newly-embarked on a get-together scheme with their “Toys”, relaxed on the couch and listened to soft piano, George Winston’s “Winter”. ...
Time for another Miller Light, after all that playing around. All three sat on the couch, the nude girls beside John. They watched more of the film as they recuperated. Finishing her beer, her right hand on John’s thigh, Kelly told the other two, “Okay, now it’s time for you married people to go in the bedroom and lie down. I’ll be in there in a minute with a delicious surprise.” A quizzical look passed between the couple. What has this girl got up her sleeve now? Oops, no...
“Hi Kelly, so neat you could come over tonight and play with us,” said Mary as her friend came through the door. “John promised we’d all have a good time -- oh Mary, you guys are so neat. Thanks for inviting me back!” Kelly confided to Mary she’d taken special care to prepare for tonight, knowing what happened the last time. Scrubbed everywhere, of course, and even bought fancy yellow transparent Olga’s because she knew they’d be on display. A thin pale yellow bikini bra under her...
At bedtime three days later, Mary laid her hand between John’s legs. His dick was limp. “The good thing about a limp dick is you can get it all in your mouth if you hurry,” he smiled. A good cue, she thought, leaning over and taking the entire penis into her mouth, and remembering the many times over the past several years when he would just turn over and lay on his stomach, pretending to be sleepy. It’s “cuddly”, she thought, mushy, and delicious. Tastes good like a good cock should. ...
Mary I’m shocked silly! Is this a dream? We’ve totally changed our sex life, and he’s happy with it, too. Fuck me! – yeah, I said it out loud now! I’m wierded out, but I like it. I can’t believe John and I got ourselves in a thirty-year rut. A sex rut! I still remember when I was sixteen and using my hairbrush. I wanted to have sex with anything….but nice girls didn’t do “that”. Now, it looks like I can “have sex’ with James anytime I want! Or even with Kelly! God,...
Kelly woke up horny on Sunday morning, wearing her night attire -- skimpy white panties and a sheer teddy tied in the front. Her fingers idled below her waist as she contemplated a fantasy. The work-party she’d hosted last month had gone well. She laughed at the joke she’d sprung on her friend Mary, talking the guys into setting up that quiet prig James. They’d pushed the two into a closet and held the door for a minute, fully expecting James to take advantage of the situation in the...
I was well and truly done in. Thrilled to death. And hoping for even more – John and I had said it was a one-time deal. James was exhausted and, I think, thrilled, too. My first orgasm with someone besides my husband of thirty years really knocked me out, but I already showed him I was ready for more. I made this guy come, and I know I’m at least twenty-five or thirty years older than him! I sat on James’ chest in my blue chambray shirt. “John, go in the kitchen and...
I was an evening person, and my husband John was morning; I walked for exercise, he ran 10Ks; I could easily spend two hours in the bathroom at night, and being a man, he’d take ten minutes; I preferred Rod Stewart, he got off on old country and 1950s rockabilly. He didn’t want sex much anymore with me. Honey, I need a poke tonight, I’d say once every three weeks or so when I was getting bloated and crampy. He’d do it, but I always knew it was going to be another three weeks before the...