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On the day of my seventeenth birthday, just before midnight, mom plopped her lovely butt on the edge of my bed and said, "Nick, you know that garbage about birds and bees, right?"
"Yes, mom, what about it?" I said.
"It's all garbage as my experience showed," she said. "Have you ever had sex with a girl?"
"No," I said, not understanding what she was after.
"Do you know how important to women sex is?" she asked.
"No," I said.
"Very important," she said. "Its importance can't be overestimated. I have to know because I know how important it is to me and to the women I know."
"I see," I said.
"You know, you are almost adult," mom said. "Do you like girls? Beautiful sexy girls?"
"Who doesn't?" I said.
"How much?" mom asked.
"As much as the next guy?" I said.
"Well, if you want them to like you, you got to be good in bed," she said. "Good at sex. You got to know how to please them and satisfy their sex-hungry bodies."
"I see," I said.
"You need to be trained," mom said. "You need hands-on training, that is."
"Oh, I do?" I said.
"Yes, and I happen to know the right personal trainer for the job," mom said. "She's my friend Helen. She is an excellent trainer."
I remembered Helen. She is mom's best friend, a very sexy lady in her late thirties. She was a marketing assistant manager for a department store. I didn't understand what she had to do with this.
"What kind of training is it exactly?" I asked.
"Her pupil gets to practice all kinds of sex with her," mom said.
"Do you mean they actually...?" my voice trailed off.
"Yes, that's what I mean," mom said.
"How did you know she is good at that?" I had to ask.
"You won't be her first," mom said. "I have tried a few of her graduates."
"You have what, mom?" I asked in confusion.
"Your mom is a human with a hot juicy pussy that craves hard cock just like any other woman," mom said, shocking me with her language. "I occasionally felt so neglected and frustrated that I needed extra cock. Helen recommended some of her graduates. They were wonderful. Those guys had learned how to really please a woman. I even asked her to seduce your father and teach him how to fuck me. He has been a great fuck ever since."
"What? My father?" I said, my mouth gaping.
"Yes," mom said. "She used to tell me what they had done the previous night. I would tell your father that a friend of mine had told me how nice it was to do so and so and ask him to try it with me. He never knew I had known all about it."
"Wow!" I said in wonderment. "Does her husband know?"
"I don't think so," mom said. "I don't think he cares anyway."
"Oh!" I said.
"I don't want you to be like your father," mom said. "I want you to know it all in your youth and have girls run after you not you run after them like you do now."
"How will this work?" I asked.
"This Saturday at eleven in the morning, you go to her house," mom said. "You know the address, don't you?"
I nodded.
"Just be there and she will take care of everything," mom said.
"I'll be there," I said.
"Enjoy," mom said. "This is my present for you. Good night for now."
"Thank you, mom, and good night to you," I replied.
Saturday was two days away. I spent those two days having horny daydreams about Helen. On Saturday morning, I was knocking on her front door. I was really nervous. She opened the door wearing a short, blue velvet dress that was there to present rather than to cover her body. Her dress was very short, tight, sleeveless and with a low-cut neckline, showing cleavage more than I ever dreamed to see.
Helen gave me a big smile and motioned me to enter, then she closed the door. She said something I didn't get and grabbed my head, planting her lips on mine. A second later as my shock subsided, I found out that she had said, "Kiss back."
She was actively using her lips and tongue on my lips and before I knew what was going on, she had had her tongue past my teeth and tickling my own. Her tongue moved sensually urging mine to respond. My cock was responding, too, faster than I had ever experienced. As soon as I started kissing back, she held my hands and put them on her ass. I held on to her firm butt as she held my head. She returned her hands to mine and guided my hands up and down her ass. I took the hint and started feeling up her butt. My hardening cock was being rubbed by her crotch. I instinctively started thrusting into her. As our tongues took to each other, she cupped my bulge with her hand and started massaging my rock hard cock.
Finally, she left me gasp for breath and invited me to sit down.
"That was just to break the ice and give you a hint of how much fun awaits you," she said. "Do sit down."
"Wow!" I blurted. "That would make ice burn."
"Great," she said. "By the way, you have a promising bulge."
I blushed.
"Don't blush, young man," she said. "You must be proud of it. Now tell me. Have you been fantasizing about me lately like I have been fantasizing about you?"
"What?" I thought as I blushed again.
"You are too shy," she said. "Don't be. I like it when a guy fantasizes about doing wild things to my horny body. I also fantasize about guys doing every nasty act to me."
I stared silently. I noticed that she parted her legs and her white lacy panty crotch was showing.
"When a woman or a girl spreads her legs like this," she said, "she wants you to look, so do it and enjoy the view. While you look, think about the wild things you would do to her if she let you."
I started looking at her crotch more openly and felt my cock pulse with lust.
"Although we will do it all before we are through," she continued, "I prefer that you start with the hottest thing you want to do to me. Do you want to start with feeding me your cock, sucking my tits, eating my pussy, playing with my ass, etc. Whatever you want to do, just say it no matter how naughty it may sound to you. I have done it all and if there is something I haven't done, I really want to do."
"I want to lick your genitals," I said.
She smiled and said, "Politeness is counterproductive in sex. Say it as explicitly and obscenely as you can. If you want to eat my hot, wet pussy, just say it. And remember that my pussy is hot and wet because it wants your big, hard cock. If you want to eat my pussy, go ahead and do it."
I waited for her to undress, but she did not move.
"What's wrong with you?" she said. "If you want my pussy, go ahead and take it. What are you waiting for?"
"You are still dressed," I said.
"If you want me to undress, just tell me to," she said. "When you want me to do anything, just tell me to do it. I am your woman, do you know what that means?"
I didn't answer.
"You don't?" she said. "It means I am your whore. You can do to me anything you want and you can make me do anything you want me to. The only difference between a whore and me is that I am doing it because I like it not because I am paid. Go for it and get what you want. I suggest that you try licking my pussy through my panties before you do it directly. It's only a suggestion, you can do whatever you want."
"Please, stand up, Mrs. Copeland," I said as I walked over to her.
"I told you politeness is counterproductive," she said. "You can say, 'Stand up, lover,' or 'Stand up, bitch,' but no please and no Mrs. here. You can alternatively pull me to my feet without saying anything."
I knelt beside her and spread her legs further. I started feeling up her scantily covered pussy with my left hand as I fished out her left tit with my right hand. She smiled when I captured her nipple between my lips and started to suck on it. The harder and thicker her nipple got, the harder and thicker my cock grew.
I could feel the heat and humidity of her pussy through her thin panty crotch. I left her left tit hanging out and her nipple and areola glistening with my saliva. When I pushed her dress up to further expose her crotch, she lifted up her ass, allowing me to hike her dress to her waist. I shoved my head between her legs and started licking and sucking her pussy through her panties. She started moaning and her heady aroma filled my senses. Soon her panty crotch got soaked in my saliva and her juices and her intimate flavor tickled my taste buds.
Closing her legs, I pulled her panties off. The beauty of her wet, pink pussy captivated me. I admired her pussy for a while. She had no hair in there unlike women I saw in magazines.
"Pull it open if you want," she whispered.
Her open pussy had many darker shades of pink. Her clit was blood-engorged and stood up proud, overlooking her moist pussy. Sticking my tongue out, I started to explore her lips tentatively, getting used to her smell and taste, guided by the intensity of her moaning.
"When you eat a woman or do anything pleasurable," she moaned, "always pay attention to your partner's feedback. When you sense you are getting the desired response go on, otherwise back off and try something new."
As I licked and sucked, her pussy lips swelled and pouted as they filled with blood. She produced more and more juices for my tongue to lick. I was really getting to love her taste. Her pussy felt hotter and I could feel it pulsate. I took more and more of her pussy lips into my mouth and sucked more gently, hearing her moans urge me for more as her pussy humped my face.
"Spread my pussy," she gasped.
I spread her pussy and licked between her lips. When my tongue touched her erect clit, she almost jumped with a loud moan. I started to pay more and more attention to her clit and got a rewarding response.
"Rub my pussy with your fingers," she whispered, out of breath.
While I tried different techniques with her clit, I started rubbing her pussy with my fingers. I varied the intensity of pussy rubbing as my fingers got slippery. I experimented with pushing a finger into her pussy. She liked it very much so I pushed it deeper and moved it around. I settled into moving my finger in and out as I continued to nurse on her clit. She really liked that.
"Give me more fingers," she panted.
I pushed a second finger into her pussy and continued fucking her hole, feeling her vaginal muscles milk nicely on my fingers. As my mouth tired, I pulled back and used my thumb to rub her clit gently while I continued finger fucking her. I realized how soaked her pussy and my fingers were. I pulled my fingers out and sucked her juices off, then resumed fingering her.
Helen pulled her legs way back and pulled her ass cheeks apart, exposing her pussy. As I continued toying with her sodden hole I noticed her asshole, which was utterly exposed, showing darker shades of pink than her pussy. As I glanced stealthily at her asshole, I admired its beauty, losing some of my concentration on her pussy. Helen spread her cheeks some more as if to expose her asshole some more. I wanted to compliment her on her asshole but I dared not.
She wetted her fingers in her mouth and rubbed her asshole! She did it again, making her pucker glisten. I could not help watching her asshole openly as I removed my thumb from her clit, but continued fingering her pussy without much concentration. Her asshole was intriguing me in a strange way.
"Your anus is very pretty," I finally blurted.
"Do you like it?" she moaned.
"Yes, " I said. "I want to touch it."
"And what is holding you back?" she smiled.
Encouraged by that, I pulled my fingers from her pussy and wetted three fingers in her mouth. She sucked on my fingers playfully and let her tongue toy with them. Then I started gentle rubbing of her asshole with my wet fingers as she removed hers and held her cheeks apart. I felt her asshole relax gradually as I massaged it.
"Spit on it," she panted.
I did and I liked the added lubrication.
"You can rub my clit while you do that," she said.
I obliged her with my free hand. As her pussy leaked more juices it reminded me of my own leaky cock. I impulsively pushed a slick finger into the center of her asshole. She grunted and pushed her ass forward, taking my fingertip inside. Her asshole locked on my finger. I circled my finger around and pushed it deeper as I saw its effect on her. In the heat of lust, I explored the smooth inside of her rectum, massaging her internal nerve endings and muscles. She moaned and humped some more. I was really excited that she liked me to toy with her pretty asshole because I liked to play with it and I loved the way it responded to my digital ministrations. I spit on it a few more times.
I could not resist the temptation to lick her dripping pussy as I pumped my finger gently in and out of her ass. As I probed her pussy with my tongue, my finger fucked her eagerly humping ass. Her asshole milked on my finger deliberately.
"Make me come, make me come," she gasped, humping faster.
I captured her pussy lips in my mouth and sucked harder. She stiffened and started to convulse, her pussy gushing hot juices into my sucking mouth as her asshole spasmed wildly around my finger. I continued doing her holes until she relaxed completely but continued to pant.
Finally I pulled my finger from her ass and sucked it. It did not taste bad.
"Next I am going to suck your cock," she said, reminding me of my predicament.
When I stood up, I was really embarrassed to see that I have a noticeable wet spot on the front of my pants. I was feeling bad about it until she knelt before me, gripped the base of my cock through my pants and sucked the head through the wet fabric. I almost came, but I was so embarrassed I did not.
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HistoricalThe sun beat down upon Set Maat, ending the relief of the night. Wind whistled through the valley, carrying the sand of the desert into the village, where it gathered in every nook and cranny. The cliff faces seemed to dance in the rising heat, taking on a semblance of life in the valley of the dead.Isetnofret smiled as she wished her father farewell, but once he vanished into the morning bustle of artisans and laborers, she sighed.Today, he would finish his painting in the tomb of an...
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Gift of the Tooth Fairy By: Katie Anne, aka, Malissa Madison Hillary rushed into her brothers room in a panic. "Harold you have to help me, please. I, I don't know how I did it but I have two babysitting jobs tonight." "Yeah right, like I know you just want to go out with What's his face," Harold told his sister. "No seriously, I know you wanted to go out tonight. But I have two babysitting jobs. The O'Leary's and Mrs Stanton," she informed her brother. "Look if you fill in on...
As an army brat, moving from state to state was a common occurrence with me and my parents. My dad was a staff sergeant in the U.S. Army and my mom did a lot of work around the house that he wasn't able to tend to. I was an only child, so the days got boring and lonely. At 18 years old, I'd been the new kid at school a total of seven times which was equal to the amount of states I'd called home. Our most recent stop on the tour was in Indiana. My first day of school had come, and I...
By: Rathna It was an evening in mid December. Telephone was ringing. I guessed it was my husband Kingsley. I took the receiver hurry, because he went to inspect a branch office of his working place which was located about 200 km away from the head office. He informed me his safety arrival and accommodation. He inquired about the son who had prepared to go for two days Scout Champ in the school. I said every thing was ok Kingsley, you know one friend has come to visit us after long time. Can...
LesbianAn Unknown entity has entered the earth looking for someone who will inherit the power this unknown entity have. This entity circled the world to find not the worthy one but the capable one. This entity can neither be good or bad, does not seek peace nor looking for a place to destroy. A month after looking for candidates, he found several possible people to inherit the power. Decided on the candidates, the entity went into a form of an old man. He now uses his omnipresence ability. A soaring...
It was a week before my husband George's fortieth birthday when Dr. Ward first hypnotized me. I have to wonder if the therapist had ever heard a request like mine, or if any therapist anywhere had, for that matter. The house was covered in white wood siding, and there was a sign on the front lawn, complete with two small spotlights, proclaiming the house to be the office of Dr. Charles Ward. Under his name, happy looking script advertised his services as therapy, couples therapy and...
Laura noticed him as she approached the ducks. He didn’t belong here in the fashion-conscious business district. His pink polyester shirt and worn pants would have clashed anywhere. His pants were at least one size too large, while his large arms stretched the fabric of his shirt sleeves. But he wasn’t homeless, or at least she didn’t think so: he was clean. Although he could use a hair cut and beard trim. The other picnic tables were all crowded. He was sitting alone; she sat across from him....
It was an evening in mid December. Telephone was ringing. I guessed it was my husband Kingsley. I took the receiver hurry, because he went to inspect a branch office of his working place which was located about 200km away from the head office. He informed me his safety arrival and accommodation. He inquired about the son who had prepared to go for two days Scout Champ in the school. I said every thing was ok. “ Kingsley, you know one friend has come to visit us after long time. Can you guess?”...
LesbianYou know all the usual stuff, don’t read if it’s illegal or you don’t like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about an 18/yo boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, and trying to find out where he fits in a modern day society. Joshua’s gifts have gotten him in trouble with a psycho stalker, so his...
Upon arrival, the crew found her a carriage and sadly loaded it for her. Prue looked up to see Stuart standing on the deck. He had a pensive look, and she too felt some sadness at parting from him. He had been an enjoyable lover. Prue’s driver took her to the orphanage. She had been amused by the look he gave her when she told him her destination. Apparently, she wasn’t the first pregnant woman he had escorted there. “Hello, I was told to see a Druid Sandie,” she said to the nurse she...
Prue and Tina soon settled in on the ship. This trip would take six weeks, and Prue was glad she could afford the bigger accommodation. It was designed as a family unit. She had a decent sized bed in her cabin, and one of the two smaller cabins had enough room for Tina and Nianna. They had a railing surrounding half of the lower bed. So Nianna could sleep safe and the other half of the bed made for a change table. A tiny sitting room divided the main bedroom and bathroom from the two...
I was convicted of drug and weapon possession last summer, and sentenced to 7 years in prison. My idiotic boyfriend stashed coke, and firearms inside of two cars, and 6 houses we both owned together. He told the stupid cops, the crap was solely his. but the prosecutor didn't care. The bitch charged me for basically knowing the stuff was there, and not reporting to the authorities. So, now I'm in prison; and in case you didn't know, I'm a transexual. I have a penis, so I'm...
This is a true story it happened back in 1986 I already knew I was bye and I liked having sex with girls and guys but I had never had a transexual. I went out clubing where all the gays and lesbian hang out just to hang out and have a good time there was always someone who would accept a straight looking guy like me so I went into this one club that had a transvestitied show or shemales show it was a great show they had some singers, dancers a couple of comedians the show was very good so I had...
I was in a large city about 100 miles from my home for a week on business. I had been hitting the bars for a few days with out a lot of luck. On the way back to my hotel afer work one day I picked up a few of the alternative newspapers/sex ads. Checking the ads out later I saw women, men and transexuals all offering there services. I saw one picture of a beautiful blond and was blown away to see that the ad was for a transexual. I called and made arrangments for her to come to my hotel in a few...
This is a true story it happened back in 1986 I already knew I was bye and I liked having sex with girls and guys but I had never had a transexual. I went out clubing where all the gays and lesbian hang out just to hang out and have a good time there was always someone who would accept a straight looking guy like me so I went into this one club that had a transvestitied show or shemales show it was a great show they had some singers, dancers a couple of comedians the show was very good so I had...
You know all the usual stuff, don’t read if it’s illegal or you don’t like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about an 18/yo boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, and trying to find out where he fits in a modern day society. Joshua moved to Goose Creek, South Carolina, just outside of Charleston, due...
You know all the usual stuff, don’t read if it’s illegal or you don’t like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about an 18/yo boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, and trying to find out where he fits in a modern day society. Joshua moved to Goose Creek, South Carolina, just outside of Charleston, due...
You know all the usual stuff, don’t read if it’s illegal or you don’t like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about an 18/yo boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, and trying to find out where he fits in a modern day society. Joshua moved to Goose Creek, South Carolina, just outside of Charleston, due...
You know all the usual stuff, don’t read if it’s illegal or you don’t like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. This story is about an 18/yo boy struggling with the gifts that he possesses, and trying to find out where he fits in a modern day society. Joshua moved to Goose Creek, South Carolina, just outside of Charleston, due...