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To understand the events leading up to this moment, you really need to read my previous accounts.


The attempt at a reconciliation with Jade did not go well, accusations of lies and deceit flew around, as well as a few objects aimed at my head! Even with the intervention of sibling Marcus, who tried his very best to make her see sense, it was a futile situation and although her infidelity was unforgivable, my sense of guilt got the better of me, causing me to give up the ghost and leave the relationship.

The lease on my apartment was up, so I took up the offer of temporary accommodation from my parents, although the idea of moving back into suburbia wasn’t exactly the thing for a high-flying city boy such as myself, it was really my only option until I could get something fixed up. Anyway, it would give me the chance to step back from the pressures of the dating game, letting me weigh up my options and maybe reflect on the the lack of wisdom in my recent actions.

The nights were the worse, back in my old room. Outside, the neatly laid-out streets were awfully quiet after the buzz of the city and my lust for cock was getting stronger as the days without any sexual contact went by. A good job I had an old box of tissues from my teenage years still stashed in a cupboard, they were a real Godsend, because wanking myself off whilst fantasizing of giving strange men blowjobs and handjobs was an almost nightly occurrence and the spunk had to go somewhere..anywhere except the bedclothes..mother would not be pleased! Obviously, Marcus’s cock was foremost in my mind, I was desperate to get my hands on it again but the way things were, that was not going to happen anytime soon.

Weeks, months went past and one early evening in spring, I stood at the window surveying the acres of boredom spread out on the orderly streets..and I noticed..
“Dad..is that Alison over there?”
My father came to stand beside me at the large bay window that afforded a slightly elevated view over the street beyond its confines.
“Ah, yes. Terrible really.”
I looked at him with slightly knitted brow “What is?”
“Alison..her parents were involved in a car accident” he looked rather pale all of a sudden, “Nasty it was. They didn’t make it, I’m sorry to say. Alison inherited the house, I’ve seen her coming and going..she got married early last year and I assume she is moving in.”
“I see, that’s awful news. Maybe I should go and say ‘Hello’..you know, let her see an old, friendly face.”
My father gave me one of his skeptical glances “Just you take it easy, son, she is newly-wed and trying for a family, from what your mother says. We don’t need any bloody scandal on the street!”
“Father, what DO you mean?!?”
“Yeah, yeah” he responded, “Just take heed of what I said, yes?”
I nodded and pondered my next move. Alison was a girl that pestered the heck out of me when I was in my late teens. No self respecting eighteen year old boy wanted a thirteen year old girl following him around. “But I’m nearly f******n!” she would plead and pout from those pretty red lips, hands on hips and an unpredictable mess of pubescent hormones. She was very attractive, all the boys her own age, my sibling included, would be trying to get into her pants..all to no avail. She was after a more mature man, she would say, not the “idiot dickheads that her friends dated”..her words, not mine.

As events would have it and as these things usually happen, I was coming home from running an errand in town and who should be on the bus? Yes, you guessed correctly, the woman herself. I caught her eye and to my surprise she recognized me instantly, waving rather sheepishly then beckoning me to sit next to her. The conversation that resulted was one of catching up, most of the chatting done by Alison as she laid out before me the sad news, to which I tried to offer my best words of comfort, and the contrasting happy events of marriage and beginning a family. But somehow, I could sense that all was not rosy in her life and there seemed to be a tinge of regret, although I put that down to the loss of her parents. “They didn’t like Simon, my mum and dad, especially dad. He thought that I was making a big mistake and that he didn’t trust Simon at all”. Simon being her new husband, of course.

So, there it was, the little chink of light that may allow me to prise open her married woman’s loyalty and maybe even open her legs for a bit of shagging on the side. It was all to play for, even if I couldn’t get my hands on any cock I could at least get my hands on her body and pray for a bit of sexual relief in my life, seeing as the tissue box was rapidly running out of its contents.

We disembarked the bus on the edge of our suburban estate, taking the path that led through the woodland area and on past the old school that was in preparation for demolition, now that all the k**s had transferred to the swish new campus just a little way down the road. I had told her all my woes, minus the sordid details, and how I was just temporarily in limbo until something came along. She seemed to sympathize with me, even linking my arm as we walked and laughed at the things she used to say and how she once attempted to follow me around town, which I never knew about.
“Oh yes, my friends thought that I was weird but I was just curious to see what you were doing and anyway, you went in a bar and I got bored of waiting around, so I went home.” Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at me, “God! You must be horrified! I was only young, that’s my excuse.”
“Nah, not really, you were persistent but I knew it was just a crush and it would wear off, eventually.”
She looked straight ahead, not saying anything as we reached the old school gates. “Well, actually, it never did.” She stopped and turned to face me, “It never wore off, not completely..and now..now I’m confused because you are here again.”
I let out a low sigh and looked her in the eyes, “Alison, I never knew, it didn’t even enter my head you were that serious..you’re married now, you have a husband.” I could sense the wheels turning my way.
“I know. It’s just not working out with Simon, he is not the person I thought he was..my dad was right all along.” Her voice trailed off and a slight petted lip appeared.
“Hey, c’mon, surely it will all work out, you just have to try harder.”
“No, it won’t work. I don’t love him..I need..something and it’s not him. He won’t even make love to me anymore.” She looked into the distance again, “I haven’t had any contact for nearly four months..any..sex or love or anything..and I need those things, I’m too young to be in a sexless marriage!”

She put me at a loss, I had no idea what to do to make things better for her, no idea at all, but I played along at being the sympathetic listener. She could see this and took pity on me “Oh, I’m sorry, Ryan, I shouldn’t really..” She kissed me on the cheek, holding the touch, I turned my mouth toward hers and our lips mingled, warm and soft, the tip of her tongue played along the ridge of my teeth, then it slid into my mouth and we in a full-on kiss. A kind of overwhelming passion swept through me, I wrapped my arms around her, pushing her against the mesh of the school gates. Then I heard my father’s words of warning, ringing in my ears..I broke away, “No, we can’t do this..you’re a married woman.” Again, her eyes pleaded and watered.
“Please! I need something! We can go into the school, nobody uses it anymore, nobody will see us.”

Now I was in a quandary, she was attractive, very attractive with her long dark hair, a turned-up, cute little nose, soulful eyes and lips that just begged to be kissed. God! What those lips could do to my cock was just..so damned sexy! I took her hand, pushing the gate open and half running into the school grounds. The front doors were barred so we made our way around the back, checking that no one else was around to witness our illicit little act. I desperately pulled every door.. nothing..until on a fire door..bingo! It opened and we were in the building, her high heels clicked and sc****d on the concrete floor. I grabbed her, forcing her up against a wall, kissing her neck and pushing on her breasts with my groping hands. With trembling fingers, I began to work the buttons on the front of her dress, but she shoved me back, “Not here! It’s too cold, let’s find a classroom on the front, one with some sunlight in it.” We set off down the corridor, some notice boards still remained, pictures of school trips and posters for the school play all brought memories of my time spent here. “Hang on, this will do, it’s my old form room!” She pushed the door open and we went in, a few writing desks lay s**ttered around. Both our eyes lit up when we saw that the teacher’s desk was still there, we laughed in unison and it was blatantly obvious how it was going to serve a purpose.

Perching herself nicely onto the edge of its frame, her long legs reached the floor, her feet were wide apart, inviting me in between them. She was wearing a smock-type summer dress which was white with a bold pattern, it had a high waistline and flared out to short hemline that left plenty of her creamy thighs exposed. We kissed almost frantically, her hands shook while she tussled with the belt around my pants, eventually winning out and sliding it through the hoops before dropping it on the floor with a loud ‘clunk’. My cock rose to erection when I felt my pants being tugged open, they dropped down and nestled on the floor around my feet. Her slender fingers slipped into the waistband of my underwear..the gold of her wedding ring glinted when the sunlight caught on it..she tugged them down, releasing my cock and the hardened shaft swung upwards, begging for her attention. Alison slid her fingers around it and closed her eyes “Hmmm, that feels so good. I almost forgot how good!” Didn’t I know it, after my recent revelations with the male member.

She swung me around, reversing the positions and sank down to her knees. Jesus! she was going straight into a blow job. I could see right down into her cleavage, her dress rode up, nearly to the tops of her thighs and her gorgeous lips moved over the tip of my excited cock. She looked up at me with the subtlest hint of a wicked smile, I swallowed hard, this was going to be some blow job, I just knew it. Then, the classroom door swung open!

“Alison!! Is that you??”
She turned her head, still holding my cock, a look of dread came over her face as she saw the figure at the door..a gray-haired guy in a blue boiler-suit.. “Ron! What the fuck?!? This..this isn’t..” She stood up while I scrambled my cock back into my underwear and pulled my pants up, holding them together at the waist.
“This isn’t what? You fucking whore!” The guy was angry, he moved to the middle of the classroom, I could see his face flushed in the bright sunlight. “I fucking knew what you were the first time I ever laid my eyes upon you. Filthy bitch!” He stepped closer but I put myself in the way. He looked at me like I was a piece of shit..“Is this how you repay my boy’s love, is it, by fucking other men behind his back?”
She was visibly trembling “No! You don’t understand, he hates me! This isn’t what you think it is..Ron, please! You can’t tell him..please!!”
“Can’t tell him? and why wouldn’t I tell him his wife is fucking around? If I hadn’t come in when I did, you would be halfway to swallowing that bastard’s cum by now!”
“Why are you here?” she practically screamed at him “You followed me!!”
“No, my dear, I did not fucking follow you, I am care-taking this shithole until all the equipment has been removed. Why the fuck would I want to follow you?”
Alison said nothing, just stared in disbelief.

In actuality, she would most probably be swallowing my cum already, but now didn’t really seem the appropriate time to say anything on that matter. “Listen, she’s telling the truth, it wasn’t planned..it just..things got out of control, that’s all.” Not that my opinion was welcome by him.
“Sure they did, and I’m sure that you wouldn’t have screwed her pretty little arse off, either, would you?” He gave me a cold stare, he was much older than me but the same height and probably heavier. Maybe I could kick his ass for him.
“Ron, please, you have to believe me” Alison’s voice pleaded with him, “What can I do to make you believe me? Tell me, please Ron!” She was getting way too hysterical.
Ron looked at her with the same disgust, I could have sworn that he was eyeing her up and down, her breasts were heaving and her lips looked so fuckable when they petted like that. She actually looked pretty damn hot.
“What would you be willing to do?” He looked straight at her.
“I don’t..anything..just don’t tell him.”
“Anything?”
Alison nodded dumbly, I didn’t like the way this was going, I had seen that look in a man’s eyes before and it was one of pure lust.


Awkward silence ensued, Ron pushed the issue again.
“Anything..absolutely anything?”
Alison’s face could not disguise the fact that she was now beginning to comprehend exactly what it was that Ron was inferring..what he wanted from her. “You can’t..you don’t mean what I think you mean..Ron..no!! Not with you..I can’t!”
He moved right into her personal space, his face inches from hers, “Oh, but you will, or else he gets to know the filthy details..and more.”
“Hang on, man, she’s your Simon's wife, you can’t just..”
He turned on me, “Shut the fuck up! It’s got fuck-all to do with you, apart from the fact that YOU put her in this position..not me!” He looked back at Alison, “So, what’s it to be, spunk-bag?”
Alison gave a slight nod of the head, submissively.
“No, wait! Alison, you can’t just let this bastard have his way with you..what about your husband, if he finds out?”
“I have to, Ryan, I have no choice..screwed if I do, screwed if I don’t.”
Ron laughed, a gruff noise that annoyed the fuck out of me “You’re right on that one, you whore..you’re definitely going to get screwed.” He glanced at me again, then back at Alison, “So, why don’t you be a good girl and get your arse bent over that desk..and you” looking at me again “you stay out of the way. Either that or you join in..your choice.”

A proposition I never expected. Could I do it? I wasn’t so sure.
Alison, in the meanwhile, had turned around and was sprawled over the desk, her short dress rode up the back of her thighs, exposing the bottom of her white cotton panties.
“Now that is a beautiful sight, don’t you think?” he gave that grunting laugh again as he pulled open the press-studs on his boiler-suit, a rapid clicking noise as they flicked apart. He removed his arms from the sleeves and pushed the suit down to his shins. His underwear looked soiled..gray rather than white. He didn’t pull them down, opting to tug the gusset to one side, releasing his thickening cock, which he then stroked with his hand until it was fully distended. He pulled the hem of her dress up to her waist, making lewd noises of approval. Hooking a finger into the waistband of her panties, he pulled at the material and peered inside “Fucking lovely arse, Alison!” he spat out “I’m going to enjoy every single second of this, you dirty slut.”

Alison had her head buried in her arms, I thought I saw the shudder of a sob. Ron pulled down her panties and left them halfway down her thighs, a loud crack split the air as he slapped her buttocks. Alison’s body rose up with the shock of it, but her forced back down again. “Stay put!” he snapped, “here comes the good bit”. Cock in hand, he guided the tip between her buttocks, nudging it into the puffy crevice of her cunt lips. I had moved myself back a little, so that I could view the proceedings without being in Alison’s line of sight. I still had not committed myself to joining the action. Riveted, I watched as the lips of Alison’s tight little snatch wrapped around Ron’s shaft, enveloping it inch by inch, until his balls nestled against her thighs. I could see her fingers tighten on the edge of the desk, her knuckles white with tension. Ron turned his leering face to me, “Fucking hell! she is so fucking tight..you don’t know what you’re missing, my boy!”
“I’m not your “boy”, thank God!” I replied, with disgust.
“Haha! grow a pair of balls, you wuss! Get yourself round the desk and fuck that pretty mouth of hers while I give this tight cunt a good seeing to.”
“No! You bastard.”
His cock was slowly moving in and out of Alison’s cunt, her juices must have began to flow, I could see the wet sheen on the shaft. It didn’t go unnoticed by him, “Look at that”, he nodded to his cock, “All juicy and ready for my spunk!” He leaned forward, still pumping her snatch and pulled her head up by the hair “Tell him how good it feels..tell him you want to suck his cock while I fuck your gorgeous arse off.”
Alison protested “Please!!! Don’t..do this..not to him.” she sobbed, “Do what you want with me..not him..leave him alone!”
Ron sneered “Aww, diddums. Why? You seemed quite happy to suck his cock before I walked in..so do it now, bitch!!” He scowled at me and nodded his head to the other side of the desk, “Do it k**..otherwise I spill the beans to Simon.”

I went to the back of the desk, Alison looked up at me, her face was tear-stained, streaks of mascara spread out over her cheeks. She silently mouthed the words “I’m sorry”. I bent down to her and kissed her lips, trying to smile reassuringly, her head was rocking back and forth from the force of the pounding that Ron was giving her. My pants were still undone, I dropped them down, along with my underwear and offered my cock to Alison. It wasn’t stiff and I didn’t know if it would even achieve an erection, Ron saw this “Come on, get it in her mouth!” he yelled.

Alison opened her lips and took my cock into her mouth, she massaged the shaft with her tongue, looking up at me with those big eyes, urging me to grow hard. Ron was grunting like a pig, slapping sounds made by his thighs bumping against hers, the musky smell of sex permeated the air around us. Alison’s fingernails tickled my scrotum, my cock was full-on at last, her head bobbed up and down, tight lips sliding along my shaft, greedy noises in her throat.
“That’s it, whore! Enjoying it, are we? Dirty little slut!” Ron’s colourful way with words was now turning me on. “God! She is so fucking tight..never felt one this tight before..oh, fuck!!” I guess that was Ron’s way of announcing he was about to shoot his load..and Alison realized that too..she let go of my cock, “Noooo..no, no!! Ron!!! pull out, pull out!” It was too late, Ron grimaced and let loose with a tirade of sexual references to her cunt while he pumped his heavy load into Alison.
“You bastard, you utter bastard! I’m not on the pill!!” she screamed at him.
“Shut the fuck up, you stupid cow! I had a vasectomy long before you came on the scene..didn’t want any more of the little fuckers running around the house!” he slid his cock out, “You’re safe.”

Alison blew out a long breath, “Bastard!” she retorted.
Ron slapped her on the buttocks again “Watch your mouth, you have to be extra nice to me, from now on!" he exclaimed, as he got himself back into his boiler-suit, “and that goes for you too” directed at me. Alison was back on her feet, smoothing down her dress and trying to retain her composure, Ron grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. She leaned away in a vain attempt to break free. “Listen my dear, your ass belongs to me now..any funny stuff and I tell Simon everything..and I won’t skimp on the details, if you get my drift.” Then he pressed his lips to her mouth, she squirmed when his hands squeezed her buttocks tightly. “Ouch!! You bitch!!” She had bitten his tongue. Ron slapped her face, leaving a red flush on her cheek. I went for him but he stepped back.”Ah-ah..don’t even think of it!”.
Alison clutched my arm, “Leave it, Ryan, it’s not worth it.”
Ron sneered at me, “Listen to her, she makes sense and you know it..as for you..” glaring at Alison, “I’ll see you again and next time you make sure that mouth of yours is ready for my tongue..and my dick..get it?!?” With that, he left the room. Alison was shaking terribly.
“What are you going to do?” I asked, “You can’t let him get way with this.”
“I have to, I can’t leave Simon, he will be entitled to half of everything my parents left me..I’ll manage to live with it.”
For a minute, I almost believed that she wanted the attention from Ron, that she was happy to give her body to him..maybe she was a slut..I dismissed the notion.
“We should go” I offered, making a move to the door.
“Wait! What about you?”
“What about me?” I replied, “I’m powerless to help you.”
“Not that.” she responded, “What about you and me..we didn’t finish it off.”
I looked at her with a slightly raised eyebrows “You want to have sex, after what just happened?”
She leaned back against the desk and pulled up her dress, “I want it with you as much as I ever did.”


I discovered a few things that day.
Yes, she actually was a slut.
Yes, her cunt was extremely tight, even after Ron had already lubricated it.


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Well that should have been the end of it but there was a rather interesting footnote.

About a week later, without further contact with Alison, and I am sat at home watching the mind-numbing banality of daytime TV when the doorbell rings. It was Ron..no boiler-suit, this time..and I wasn’t really too happy to see him.
“Are your parents home?” he asked.
“No, but why do you want to see them?”
“I don’t” with that he barged his way in.
“Hey! Wait, you can’t just waltz in here anytime you want to!”
He held his hands up “Don’t worry, it’s just a little tête-à-tête I want, no trouble.”
I closed the door and sat down on the edge of the sofa “Ok, but sit down, you’re making me nervous.”
He sat next to me, I didn’t expect him to and he was too close for comfort..I could smell whiskey on his breath. “Well, go ahead, Ron.”
“The slut told me you that two finished what you started, in the classroom.”
I squirmed a little, it made me feel a bit shoddy that he knew, “So what?”
“Well, I did say she was a whore and that just proves it.”
“Maybe she just needed some caring attention, to wash your filth away.”
He laughed. “If you believe that you are deluded! Listen, I just spent a couple of hours over there and I wasn't having tea and biscuits, if you know what I mean?”
I was angry, and went to stand. He placed a surprisingly strong hand on my arm “When my Simon brought her home, I was dismayed, but I believed that it would eventually fizzle out. However, when they announced their engagement, I was so disappointed that he had been trapped by her..really pissed off!”
“She can’t be anything like that, surely not?”
“You don’t know the half of it! When she was just s*******n, she offered to pose for the local camera club. Ten men and their ‘equipment’. It was her idea to strip down to sexy underwear..ten men and she serviced each and every one of them, in one way or another.

I was gobsmacked. “No way! She wouldn’t do that.”
“Sorry to burst your bubble, but that’s why I hate her so much. She is a first-class spunk bag and now she is married to my boy. But she’s going to pay in kind..my wife went off sex a long time ago and up until now, I either go without or pay for it..but no longer. That little bitch is going to keep me and my dick satisfied, until I get bored with her, that is.”
“Then what?” I dared to ask.
“Then she can fuck off to wherever..I don’t care..as long as my dick gets satisfied before she goes.”
“Well, I don’t know what to say..I was surprised when she wanted more, after you pounded her like that. Maybe you’re right about her.”
“I am, you are better off without her..in fact, I’m telling you to stay away. Her body is mine for now and only mine. Understand? You’re a good looking lad, you’ll soon get some pussy.”
“What does she say about it?”
“She doesn’t get a say in it. She’s a slut who does as I tell her” he stood up “and right now, my cock needs those delicious, cutie-pie lips around it.”
I stood with him, a wave of jealousy swept over me..for what, I don’t know..was it him getting a blowjob or was it her getting to suck cock? I truly didn’t know, I just knew that I needed something from this situation. I impulsively grabbed his crotch, he stared at me with horror then pushed me away. “What the fuck you doing, you little prick?!?! Jesus, you sick bastard!!”
“I’m sorry, it’s just..just..I thought that maybe you might..be..”
“Be what? Fucking gay, or fucking desperate??”
“Please, I’m sorry. I don’t know why I did that.”
“Because you’re a fucking pervert, like so many of your kind..fucking bi-sexual my arse!! You just can’t decide what you want..cock or pussy! So you try both and pretend it’s o.k.”

I didn’t know what to do next, he was visibly shaking.
“Anyway, I already tried it..once..it didn’t turn out good” he said, in a lower tone of voice.
“What? You tried bi-sex?”
“It wasn’t called that back then..we were called ‘faggots’. So I left it alone.”
I moved closer to him, the scent of cock was back in my nostrils. Sure, he was older but I had seen what he had to offer and it would satisfy my need right now. Tentatively, I brushed the front of his pants with the back of my hand, rubbing it over his balls.
“Don’t” he whispered, swallowing hard “I’m not sure if I can refuse.”
“It’s o.k..it will be o.k.” I cupped his balls in my hand and flicked open his fly-buttons, half expecting a smack in the face, but he didn’t stop me. I reached in to feel his hardening cock with my fingers, massaging the shaft, bringing it to a full-blown erection. My face was close to his “You want this?” I asked. He nodded and I went down onto my knees, scrambling to get his pants down. His cock waved in front of me, teasingly bobbing up and down.
“Fuck my mouth” I demanded.
I didn’t put my hands on him at all, letting him hold my head and guide his dick to my mouth. I opened it for him, protruding the flat of my tongue, he placed the tip of his dick onto it then slid along it, until his balls nearly touched my chin. As he did this several times, I curled the sides of my tongue, cradling his cock inside it and massaging the knobbly shaft. He groaned “Ohhhh..fuck me! That feels fucking amazing!!” I made a grunt of acknowledgement and started to rock my head back and forward with his hip movements. He pulled away for a moment, to steady himself, a wiry strand of saliva joined the tip of my tongue to the bulbous head of his dick. He repeated the process, holding my head in place and sliding over my tongue again.

I kept my hands down by my side the whole time, letting him dictate the pace, take me as he wanted to. His dick was leaking pre-cum quite copiously, it dribbled down the sides of my tongue onto my chin, he couldn’t be far from his cum. His hands gripped my head tightly, “Now!” he said, through excited breath. I knew exactly what he meant. I reached around and gripped his buttocks, closing my lips onto his cock-shaft at the same time and sliding along it, feeling every bump of his dick on my tongue. He was hissing through harsh breath, profanities and name calling, I was his male whore, his cock-sucker, his spunk bag..any crudity he could drag up.

I tried not to gag when his cum erupted, he pushed but I managed to hold him back without choking first, sucking on his pole and swallowing like crazy when the spunk hit my throat. Jesus! Was he ever going to stop?? For an older guy, he had a gallons of cum..or at least it felt that way. I kept the lip massage going until he finally held my head to cease the movement, he stopped jerking his hips and I held him in my mouth for a few seconds before letting it go. I wiped the drool off my chin, a strand of spunk caught on my fingertip, so I shoved it into my mouth to clean it.

“Fucking hell!” he said “You’re a goddamn pro!”
“Haha, not really, just learning the trade.” I sucked more spunk off my fingertips.
“Well, make sure you pay me a visit when you become an expert! That was just..fucking hell..it’s been such a long time, but it felt so good.”
“My pleasure” I said, with a small laugh.
“I can see that.” he replied, looking at my bulging pants.
“I’m not sure if I can repay you..the compliment, I mean..I don’t think I can do it. You’ll hate me for this, won’t you?”
“No, I won’t. I understand, really I do..besides, I can always use the memory as wank-material.”
He looked at me, his expression a thoughtful one. “Oh the hell with it..come here!”
I moved to him and he pushed me up against the door, looking me straight in the eye with a hard stare “Just this once, alright?”

I nodded, swallowing hard as his hands tugged down my zipper and yanked my pants down. Rough fingers tucked into the waistband of my underwear and slid them down, letting the elastic snap back against my thighs. Oh shit! His hands felt so fucking good, his fingers danced up and down my rigid shaft while his other hand slid between my thighs along the cleft of my ass. I couldn’t believe what he was doing with his finger, it probed and explored the area between my balls and my asshole, pressing and massaging. I felt the tip of his finger tickle at the entrance, my balls twitched involuntarily, then he began to massage the very base of my cock right underneath my scrotum, my stomach fluttered, my head spun, I was so aroused, it felt like he was manipulating my cock from the inside and it made harder than I have ever felt before..like fucking steel..and I couldn’t stop it from exploding. All the while, his fingers tugged and teased on my shaft. He saw the spunk begin to seep from the tip of my cock and buried it in his mouth to catch what felt like, to me at least, a fountain of cum.

Wow!

Once I had climbed down from the ceiling, metaphorically speaking, he released my cock. He stood before me, smiling a smile of satisfaction. “There we go” he said “something new for you try out on your next lover..it never fails to impress.”
“Fuck me..fuck, fuck, fuck!! That was unbelievable!” Thank you so much, I think this hard-on will never go away!” I said, jokingly.
“Haha, it will..eventually. O.k, I’m leaving..remember what I said, Alison is out of bounds and if this little escapade ever surfaces..” he had a menacing look again.
“It won’t, you have my word on it.”
“O.k. I believe you.”

I let him out the back door, so as not to be seen, then I had to compose myself for when my parents got home. I checked the room for any telltale signs and opened the window to alleviate the smell of sexual activity..didn’t want them thinking that I had been wanking on their precious sofa! Haha!

Whew! What an afternoon!