Sex on backseat

I don’t think that I realized it at the time that I married him, but my husband really married up with me. I am 28-years-old, 6 feet tall, and 140 pounds. I have straight, long brown hair. I even have a hot girl name: Amber. Guys notice me everywhere I go. Since I stay home full time, I get to work out a lot and keep myself tone.

My husband, Michael, has let himself go. He was cute when we married, and at the time I thought that he was going somewhere. Now he is 70 pounds overweight. His career in sales seems to be going nowhere. I was somewhat hopeful that he would get promoted, but he said that there is a new guy, Rob, who is showing him up.

He complains about Rob all the time. He says that he puts him down in front of other workers. Michael says that Rob makes jokes questioning his manhood. Michael said he laughs it off in front of others, because he does not want to seem weak. He doesn’t try to give it back. He says that he’s taking the higher ground. I think that he is intimidated. He knows that Rob is going to get the promotion that my husband is hoping to get.

We went to the upcoming Christmas party. He loves having me there so that people see that he has a trophy wife. I wore a hot black dress that showed my shoulders. The dress was stopped well above my knees. It was wrapped around my body showing my tight ass and other assets.

We walked into the party. I was not happy to be there. I asked him to go get me a drink, something strong. I stood against the wall. Just then a gorgeous man came up to me. “Hmmmmmm,” he said looking up.

He was 6’2”. His body was well defined. He had a strong face and a look of confidence. With a deep, sexy voice, he said, “What am I to do, the most beautiful woman here is standing under the mistle toe.”

I looked up and smirked. “I guess I am.”

He leaned in and kissed my cheek. My husband does not wear cologne and normally smells bad. This man smelled incredible. My knees went weak smelling his cologne. “What kind of cologne is that.”

“I don’t kiss and tell,” he said with a wry smile.

“I’m Amber,” I said as I outstretched my hand. He gently took my hand in his strong hand and kissed it, then leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “I can kiss a woman of your beauty all evening.”

His cologne was driving me crazy. I was found him deeply attractive. Just then my husband walked back over. “Honey,” I said, “I have just been talking with this charming man…”

“Rob,” my husband said dryly.

“Oh, I didn’t realize. I’m so sorry,” I stated.

Rob’s eyes lit up. “You mean you have heard of me. Did he tell you about a young stud who is the top dog that poor Michael wishes he was?”

I nodded my head yes and took a long sip of my drink, nervous about where this was going.

Rob continued, “Michael, I can’t believe that you talk about me at home but never talk about your gorgeous wife at work. I make so many jokes at your expense, but you never told me that you managed to get a wife much too beautiful for anyone. She may be too gorgeous for anyone, but she is certainly way above your league.”

Michael tried to explain himself, but Rob interrupted. It was clear that he was in control. I hate to say this, but Rob had me turned on. Rob looked at me, “I am curious. When you met, did you have the same problems making love?”

I looked at Rob. Michael and I rarely make love anymore. “I don’t understand.”

Rob continued, “Trouble making love. Your husband’s stomach sticks out further than his dick.”

I laughed and touched Rob’s arm. “That’s a more recent problem,” I said.

My husband looked humiliated. Maybe it was because I had almost finished my drink, but I was actually trying to impress Rob.

Rob continued pushing it. “I have joked with the secretaries that Michael must be less than six inches hard. They said that’s impossible. They said that being well-endowed is the only way to explain his attractive wife. Let’s settle this. Amber?”

I was looking at his blue eyes. “You’re right, Rob.”

“Honey!” Michael said.

“Oh baby, Rob and I are just joking around.”

Rob turned to Michael. “Well I am sure that you have manners in how you treat a lady. I can see that she finished her drink.”

Michael looked dumfounded. He did not want to walk away. “Honey, please get me another drink. Rob and I will be right here. He will take care of me.”

With that I locked my right arm into Rob’s. He took his arm out and placed it around, holding my waist with his strong hand. Rob grew stern, “You heard her, pencil dick. Go get her a refill.”

Michael sulked away with my empty glass in hand. With my husband out of site, Rob turned to me and said, “I would love to show you a great view of the city.” He held out his hand, and I took his hand. He led me away. Several people stared, knowing that I am married to Michael.

He took me to a door that read, “Assistant Manager for Sales and Operations.” I said, “Oh, this is the promotion that Michael is hoping for.”

Rob laughed. “I have the job. Michael doesn’t know this, but he will be working for me starting on Monday.”

I have to admit that I was doubly turned on to know that I would be not just with a hot guy but with Michael’s boss.

We walked in, and Rob closed the door. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I wrapped mine around his neck. He kissed me deeply, and I let out a deep moan. His keep was deep and passionate. Then he kissed my neck and nibbled my ear. I began to moan. He kissed my ear and whispered, “You are being a very bad girl.”

“Yes, I am.”

“Does that turn you on?”

“Yes.”

“Say it.”

“I am hot.”

Rob corrected me. “No, speak in detail when I tell you to.”

I understood just what he meant. “I am turned on because I am fucking my husband’s boss.”

“Are you my slut?”

“Yes, Rob.”

With that Rob unzipped my dress. He delicately took off my bra. My pussy was so wet. He started sucking on my tits. “Mmmmmmm baby, yes.”

He slid my lace panties off. His strong arms picked me up and placed me on his desk. He then pushed my legs apart. He lowered his head, and I felt his tongue on my clit.

The truth is that it has been years since I have had my pussy eaten and even longer since I have had any sort of good sex. His tongue ran circles around my clit.

“Oh God, yes Rob. Your tongue feels so good.” He then started to rub his tongue over my clit. “Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Holy God, yes.”

I laid there in ecstasy at the pleasure I felt between my legs. My juices were flowing into my already wet pussy. I already felt more pleasure and was more turned on than I had ever felt with Michael. I was just moaning, telling Rob how great he was making me feel.

I was getting close to an orgasm. I started bucking my hips into his face, yelping in a high pitch that people in the hall must hear. “Rob, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. I am cuuuuuuummmmmmmmmiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnngggggggg. Oh yeah. Baby. God.”

My breathing slowed, I was laying on his desk catching my breath. Meanwhile, he took off his clothes to reveal his Adonis body. I just started at his 8+ thick inches of white meat.

He laid on top of me, the head of his dick at the opening of my very wet pussy. “I’m not on the pill,” I told him.

“Do you care?”

“No, I want a real man’s big cock inside me.”

“Your husband’s not good enough?”

“No. His puny dick could never do it. I need a real man. Please, I need you inside me.”

I felt his large cock splitting my pussy apart. I had never been with someone so big. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Rob, you are so big. Yes, baby, yes.”

He began to push further. I placed my hands on his strong biceps. I felt so safe and protected. He pushed deeper into me, filling me with half of him.

“Oh, keep going. Spread my pussy with your big dick.”

Then he jammed the entire thing deep inside me. “Ahhhhhhhhhhh, holy fucking shit. Yes, yesssssss.” I felt like his dick was splitting me in two. It hurt so good. Then Rob began thrusting hard, pushing my thin frame into the desk below this powerhouse. He was pulling out so just his head was inside, then jamming it hard inside me.

“Yes, baby, fuck me. Pound my pussy. Pound it. Pound it. I am yours to do what you want with.” He was pounding me harder than I had ever been fucked with the biggest cock I had ever had. I knew that I was getting broken in for many hot times ahead.

“Fuck me Rob, fuck me.”

He yelled, “I am going to cum. I am going to shoot my jizz deep into your belly.”

“Mmmmmmmmm. Yes, Rob, yes. Please do that. Shoot it deep inside of me.” He began bucking his hips. I was cumming again, too. “Aaahhhhhhhhhhhh, I am cummmmmmmiiiinnnnnggggg.”

Then I felt him unload lots of cum deep into my pussy. He shot 4 times the load that Michael had. My pussy was dripping with cum. He rubbed his head on my pussy, capturing some of the cum that was dripping out. He brought to my mouth, and I hungrily ate it up.

We got dressed, and Rob and I found Michael. I French kissed Michael, letting him taste our juices in his mouth. “Where have you been?” he asked bewildered.

“Let’s just say that I can see why you are intimidated by Rob. He is quite the man.” On the way home, he begged for details. I told him that all would be revealed in time.

On Monday morning they announced Rob’s promotion. Michael looked devastated. He saw me across the room. “What are you doing here?” he asked. He looked bewildered. Then Rob walked, “Amber, I am glad that you can make it.” He kissed me on the lips.

I looked at Michael, “Rob asked me to join him and the guys in management for a celebratory lunch.”

I walked away with my pussy wet about my new lover and cuckold husband.

I woke up with a big smile on my face. My thoughts returned to last night, and the incredible time I had with my boss Karen. I never could have imagined I would have done that with another woman. I felt my pussy growing moist as I thought about Karen licking my pussy. As I ran my hands down my stomach, and over my pussy, I looked at the clock. I jumped up when I realized I was late for work. I quickly got dressed, and ran out the door.

I made it to work just 10 minutes late. I got to my desk organized my things and sat down.
“Karen has been looking for you.” One of my co workers said.
“Did she seem mad?” I asked.
“No, she seemed surprisingly happy. I guess she got laid or something.” She said. “But you know she is been firing people left and right, so be careful.”
“Thanks.” I said.

I walked slowly through the office. I began to feel nervous. Last night did go a little far I thought to myself I hope she isn’t firing me after our night of sex. I came to her door, and knocked.

“Come in!” Karen shouted from behind the door. I slowly walked in, and closed the door behind me. “You’re late today, how come?”
“I know Karen. I’m sorry. My alarm—“
Karen cut me off. “Warn out from last night?” I nodded my head yes. “It’s alright. I am too.” Karen sat up on her desk. “Sit down.” She said. I began to sit down. “No, don’t sit there. Sit in my chair over here.”

I walked over to her chair and sat down. Her pussy was almost in my face, though I couldn’t see up her skirt.
“Now, about your tardiness.” She said. “You know I like my employees to be on time. I think I am going to have to write you up, unless of course, you can make it up to me.”
“How can I do that?” I asked.
“I’m sure you can find away.” Karen said as she spread her legs wide.

I pushed her skirt up to her hips. She wasn’t wearing any panties again. I looked up into her eyes. She leaned in and kissed me. She began massaging my tongue with hers. I put my hands by her pussy, and tickled her lips with my finger tips. She let out a light moan. Karen kissed my ear.

Karen whispered in my ear. “Suck my pussy. I want you to make me cum.” She pushed my head down to her pussy. My mouth instantly touched her pussy, and I pushed my tongue through. She let out a soft moan. I didn’t waste anytime. I didn’t tease her at all. I let my tongue roam all over her warm wet pussy. Her breathes grew harder, and her moans grew louder. I slipped 2 fingers into her pussy, and worked them in and out. Her moans grew even louder. Karen pushed my head into her pussy. I sucked on her clit as my fingers fucked her tight pussy.

“OH G-GOD. OH FUCKING GOD!!!” Karen shouted. “I’M C-C-CUMMING” Cum flowed out of Karen’s pussy, and into my mouth.
“M-m-m-m-m-m. You taste so good.” I gasped as my mouth hooked back onto Karen’s pussy. I wiggled my tongue over Karen’s clit. Her hips pushed up into my face. I grabber her hips, and pushed my face into her pussy.

“I want to make you cum again.” I gasped. I began to fuck Karen with my tongue. Her moans began more intense.
“Oh God, your tongue feels so nice on my clit. Keep going Hunnie. You are incredible.” Karen moaned. Karen ran her fingers though my hair. I began to flick her clit with my tongue.
“How do you like that, Sexy?” I said.
“Oh God Baby, I love it. I never want it to end!”
“Don’t worry, I could do this forever.” I said.
“GOOOOOOOOOD.” Karen moaned out as her hips bucked up.
Moments later cum quickly flowed out of her pussy and dripped into my mouth. I savored every drop of it. She let out a long loud moan as I continued to tickle her clit.

“How do you like that?” I asked as I intensely stared into Karen’s eyes
“Hmmmm. I love it.” She moaned. “Maybe you will have to come back to my apartment tonight. I have something that would make this a little more fun.” She said smiling as she stood me up and ran her hand down to my wet pussy. She slipped one finger into my wet cunt. “No panties. I like that.” Karen said as she brought her finger up to her mouth. “I can’t wait to taste more.”

I left Karen’s office, and headed back to my desk. I could still taste Karen’s cum on my lips. My pussy juice was beginning to run down my legs. I really needed to take care of myself, but unfortunately I had a lot of work to do, and it was a long time until my first break. No matter how hard I tried, I was unable to sit still. I tried to grind my pussy against my chair, but nothing would help.

“Erin!” I heard a voice from behind me. It was Ann, one of my co-workers. “Are you OK?”
“Yeah, I am fine.” I said. “Just a little restless, that’s all.”

Time pasted by pretty slowly. I wasn’t able to concentrate on my work at all, but I did my best. My mind kept returning to Karen, and what she had in store for me later tonight. My pussy continued to drip as I thought about what happened last night. It was pretty hot, and so out of the norm of what I would usually do. I couldn’t imagine what she had in mind for tonight.

Finally, my first break came around. I reached into my desk and pulled out my 8 inch dildo I kept in a drawer. I quickly tucked it into my purse, and walked to the bathroom. I ducked into the furthest stall and locked it behind me. I hiked up my skirt. I sat down on the toilet, and spread my legs far apart. Without hesitation I rammed my dildo into my pussy. I let out a loud long moan of relief. I moved my dildo in and out of my pussy hard and fast letting out a moan with each thrust. Then I came to a slow pace. I worked it in slowly pacing myself for an orgasm. When I felt one building up I moved the dildo harder into my wet cunt. My breathes and moans became more intense. My pussies tighten around the dildo as I let out a long loud moan. Cum flowed out of my pussy like water from a faucet. I sat there panting for a while. I slipped the dildo into my mouth sucking off all my cum, and then put my toy back into my purse. I adjusted my outfit. I walked out of the stall and noticed Ann near the sink. She was rubbing her pussy through her skirt. When she saw me she quickly removed her hands and placed them on the counter.

“How long have you been here?” I asked.
“Oh, not that long. I pretty much just walked in.”
“Did you hear anything?” I asked.
“Oh just a little bit. I hope you aren’t embarrassed.” Ann said.
“Well, I am a little bit.” I said shyly.
“I hope this isn’t to forward….” Ann began. “But I was really getting turned in by your moans. I hope that doesn’t freak you out or anything.”
“No, don’t worry. I’m not freaked out.” I said.
“You sounded so hot moaning like that. You really seemed to be enjoying yourself in there. Do you do this often?”
“Not too much at work. But I do keep a friend at work in case I need it.” I said
“A friend?” Ann asked puzzled.
“Yeah, a friend.” I pulled the dildo out of my purse.

Ann’s eyes lit up bright. “I can’t believe you keep this at work.”
“I can’t help it; my fingers really don’t do the job. If you like you can go use it now.”
“Oh I don’t know. I really don’t need it.” She said.
“Are you sure? I saw you rubbing your pussy.” Ann hesitated. “I am sure your pussy would love a treat.”
“A treat huh? Well, to be honest it could. But what I think I would really like is to be eaten out. I love the feel of a wet tongue on my hard clit. Nothing drives me wilder.” Ann said.
“Well, if you didn’t object, I could eat you.” I said.
“Wow!!! Really, you would do that?” I shook my head yes. “I had no idea you were into that.”
“Well, I have only recently become interested in it.”

Ann went to the door and locked it so that no one else would come in. Quickly she began stripping down. Ann is a pretty woman. She is about 5’5 and she weighed 120 pounds. She has brown hair with blonde highlights, and piercing green eyes. I stared and her curvy body. Her 34 D tits bounced out of her bra as she unhooked it. I felt my pussy moistening again. It didn’t take Ann long to completely undress.

“I love being completely naked when I am getting eaten. I hope you don’t mind” She said.
“Not at all” I said. I actually rather have you completely naked.” I said with a smile. “Why don’t you hop up onto the counter so we can get started?”
Ann quickly sat up on the counter. I leaned in and kissed her. Her lips were so soft. I could taste her cherry lip gloss. I slipped my tongue into her mouth and massaged her tongue.

The following day at school I could not keep Ashley out of my mind. Everything I tried to think of was replaced with images of Ashley naked, fingering herself, or rubbing her tits. Most of the time these pictures came at bad times. Like at the end of classes. I was forced to carry books in front of me to try and hide my bulge. While I didn't mind having her running through my head, it was a pain in the ass to deal with the effects.

When gym class came around and I had the chance to see her, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. Ashely seemed to be giving me the look more often and swaying her ass with more force (and effect). At one point I looked over from my game of badminton, I saw her ask the teacher to leave, look and me and wink while licking her lips. I missed the birdie that landed on my court.
“Sorry man,” I said to my teammate, “I gotta take a piss real bad.”
“Whatever,” he responded angrily. I did cause us to lose a point after all.

Walking past the teacher I pointed at the door and he nodded getting the drift. Hopefully he figured that I actually had to piss. Turning the corner I saw her leaning against the wall. When I came into view she stood up and beckoned me to follow her down the hallway. Ashley disappeared behind a corner and I followed. Only to have my arm swung in front of me, causing me to turn. Directly into Ashley against the wall. Our lips met immediately and our tongues intertwined. Her arms wrapper around my neck and my hands slid up her gym shirt. She seemed to be trying to suck my tongue out of my mouth. I felt one of her arms leave my shoulders then a hand started rubbing my growing cock. Oh wow this was great. Nothing like making out in school while feeling that same girl up.

Just then Ashley broke away and said, “Alright we gotta stop. They'll wonder where we are.”
“What? No, no, no it's fine. We're seniors anyways,” I replied, slightly desperate.
Taking my hands out of her shirt she said, “I don't want to get in trouble this early in the year though. Let's just go back and pick up later today.”
Looking down at the visible tent I added, “Well unfortunately for me I can't just walk in there like nothing happened like you can.”
“Oh right. How long will it take to go down?” she asked.

Go down? Did she think I could just command my dick on what to do? Get on your knees dammit!
“It can't just go down... it needs relief first,” I responded while looking at her expectantly.
“We don't have enough time for that no matter how much I want to suck you off,” she hurriedly whispered while turning the corner and heading back to the gym.
Shit. Standing there thinking about chairs, my ugly lunch lady doing a strip tease, and getting hit in the balls, I slowly softened. A minute later I was able to walk into the gym and continue playing badminton.
“You alright?” my partner asked.
“I could be better.”

After school I received another call for homework help and headed over there at 3:30, again. I can't be mad at her, especially when she's the one giving me head. I parked on the street, got to the door and rang the doorbell. Similar to yesterday, Jessica opened the door. When she saw it was me her lips broke into a large tight-lipped grin. Arms crossed she asked, “So Brandon, are you going to HELP my sister again, with her... homework?” Extra emphasis on the help part.
My mouth dropped a little and eyebrows raised. That was definitely Jessica I saw in the doorway. “Er, yea. I am,” I awkwardly responded.
“Alright, sure. Well she's upstairs in her room. You know where it is,” Jessica remarked while stepping aside to let me pass.

After a quick backward glance at Jessica's tight ass, I walked up the stairs and into Ashley's room. When I walked in I was immediately pushed backward into the door, closing it in the process. After a few seconds of making out she pulled back and said, “Listen, I'm sorry to leave you uh, standing, in the hallway.”

We both smiled and I said it was fine. Moving forward I locked lips with her again then thrust my tongue into her delicious mouth. When her arms wrapped around my neck I put my hands on her thighs and lifted her up – causing her to grasp firmly with both legs and arms. Walking forward I turned around, plopped on the futon. Ashley's knees rested on either side of me for a moment. Just for a moment because she broke the kiss and slid to her knees in front of me. “This is for keeping you waiting,” she added with a smile.
First she unbuckled then pulled my belt right off, unbuttoned, unzipped, and slid my pants down. I had my boxers on with a bundle of jeans at my ankles when her head snapped to the side and looked at the clock.

“Oh shit. I gotta let my neighbor's dogs out. I'll be back in like half an hour. I'm so sorry. Just sit tight and I'll be right back,” Ashley panted while running out the door.
I was speechless. I was left alone in her room with my pants down. Dick hard and waiting. She did it again. Jeez. Standing up, I pulled up my pants and fastened them a bit. Walking forward I explored her room. When I got to her dresser I saw myself in the mirror and decided to go wet some loose hairs down and blow my nose. Figured I'd be breathing through it later. I opened the bathroom door and walked in. At first I didn't realize that someone else was in there with me. That was until I turned my head and saw her sister sitting on the side of the shower tub naked with a razor poised to shave a bit of hair off her pussy.

For the second time since reaching their house my mouth fell open and my eyes raised. So did my dick. Wow was Jennifer gorgeous. Her tits weren't as big as her sisters but a good size for a girl her age (sophomore). 32 C maybe? That's just a guess though. My eyes lowered to her pussy and I noticed she had the exact same design as her sister. A light strip of hair right above her lips.
“Someone likes what they see,” she slyly responded.

I snapped out of my daze and covered my eyes with my forearm. “Ah shit, I'm sorry. I should have knocked. I forgot that this was an adjoining bathroom,” I apologized while backing toward the door. Since my eyes were covered though, I misjudged where I needed to walk and ended up shutting the door. I took my arm off my eyes and began to turn to the closed door when I realized she was right in front of me.

As I watched she flicked the razor on her mound, swiping off the foam and tossed the razor into the sink. Plop. It sunk in the water-filled sink.
“Doesn't this feels smooth?” Jennifer asked me. Her hands reached forward, grabbed mine and pressed it to her skin just above her pussy.
“Mmmmm hmmmmm,” was all the sound I could create. I tried to create an affirming sound but I believe it came out as a weak moan.
“It's too bad Ashley left you hard and waiting. I would never do something like that to someone who needed attention.” At this point she squatted then dropped to her knees. Reaching forward to my pants she added, “I always put a cock as highest priority.”

Oh christ. This little nympho is going to get the best of me if I don't walk away. But then I would be walking away just like Ashley. I'm not like that. I hated someone walking away from me, so I won't do it to them. This is now a moral issue to help her little sister. Nothing wrong with that, right?

Little hands worked fast to undo my pants (again) and pull them to the floor, along with my boxers. A moment later both hands circled my dick and started stroking, up and down. Soon she added some twists to the up and down motion. My, was she animated. Jennifer's whole body seemed to move with her arms - putting everything into the motion. Soon her blonde haired head lowered to my dick with her mouth enclosing around the head. I hadn't realized before just how long her hair was. It seemed to reach to her ass. It was long and wavy, god do I love that kind of hair.
One of her hands moved to my balls, rolling them around softly while the other pumped every so often when her mouth wasn't flying up and down the shaft. As I was watching, I saw her mouth rise off my dick trailing a line of saliva. Her eyes looked up and locked on mine. She dove forward, taking into her mouth my now saliva covered dick. Young Jennifer was a sloppy blower. Not bad – just different. Like a pornstar.

After a few more up and down motions (with my balls starting to tingle) she plunged down fast and far onto my dick. My round purple head plopped right into her throat. And she didn't make a single noise. My surprise was expressed with a sharp intake of breath. I had seen few online pornstars deepthroat so quick without a slight gag reflex. Even her sister made a sound. Instantly her throat muscles began rippling around the top part of my dick. Wow, it felt like she was trying to swallow my dick whole. Looking down (my head had fallen backwards from loss of control) I saw her eyes focused on mine, nose buried in my skin just above my pubes. Cheeks drawn out, yet slightly moving from the flicking of her tongue under my shaft. Her eyebrows arched like in a smiled and she started giggling. This sent vibrations straight to my balls triggering the dam to open.

“Sweet Mary, I'm coming,” I moaned. I have no clue why I said Sweet Mary, but I did. How stupid, I know.
Jennifer didn't pull her mouth back to my mushroom head, but kept it buried in her contracting throat. As my cum started rushing out, I felt her hand slide to my ass and her index finger plunged right into my ass. “What the – uhhhhhh,” was what poured from my mouth.

Her finger triggered the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. My knees buckled under me as shot after shot of cum went straight down her throat. She just kept gulping my load down. Meanwhile my hand grasped the door handle to keep my body off the ground. Jennifer's other hand started squeezing my balls, trying to push out all the cum I had in me. I think it worked because it seemed like I just wouldn't stop spurting. Gradually I stopped and with a deep breath collapsed to the bathroom tiles. Naked from the waste down, knees hunched awkwardly because of the pants around my ankles, I stared at Jennifer in front of me. After licking her lips she rose from the ground washed her hands and the razor, put stuff away and sat down next to me again. Her pussy lips gleamed. My mouth watered. Sitting up I began to push her backwards on the ground.

But she resisted me saying, “You can eat me out later; some other day. Ashley will be home soon. If we don't get caught then we can keep doing this. As long as she doesn't know.”
This blonde haired beauty made perfect sense. I couldn't be away from her mouth – or pussy. With a sigh I stood up and pulled on my pants. “Alright,” I said, “but I get to suck you clean next time.”
Grinning from ear to ear she responded with, “Deal.”

After oogling her body for a few seconds, I reluctantly turned around opened the door and closed it behind me in Ashley's room. In a daze I walked to the futon and slumped onto the red cushion. All I could think about was how amazing this house is.

Ashley strutted into the room at that moment. “Let's get that nice hard cock freed from it's cages. Time for your reward for waiting.”
I love this family.

When I turned 20, I had just graduated college with my masters in Cultural Studies, and was on my way to Argentina for a summer in culutral submission.

At 5'7", 140, I was muscular, and strong. A soccer player since age 5, I had a passion for the field. I was well tanned year round - living in southern Texas let me be outside year round, without worry for a too-cold season of soccer. A tight, muscular waist, dainty hips, and perky breasts completed my body - with only 30 B's, I had the perfect chest - not too big to mess up my game, but just big enough to make me sexy. My long hair fell nearly to my ass, a deep mahagony, with streaks of red that I inherited from my mother. Being outside gave me blonde highlights across my head, and the combination of deep brown, fire red, and briliant blonde gave me a striking look. My eyes were as dark as my hair, with gold that kissed and splattered across them. Full lips and high cheekbones accented my face, and thick, dark lashes gave me an ever mysterious shadow.

I was looking forward to going to Argentina to not only study the people and their culture, but to fall in love with their sport as they had. I was traveling with 3 friends of mine: my roomate, Olivia, her brother Simon, and one of my teammates, Elliot, a tall, handsom boy who played goalie for our school. I had been playing with Elliot since we were children, having grown up in the same neighborhood, and we had lived in each other's skin. Why, we were so close, it was impossibly to say who had seen the other naked more often. At 6'4", he was taller than most soccer players, and was constantly criticized by his father for not taking to basketball. However, like me, Elliot's passion lied on the field. As tan as me, and as dark featured as I, people often mistook us for siglings. Elliot's dark hair was short and shaggy, making him playfull and sinfully delicious, and his brilliant green eyes always managed to dance out from under his bands. We were playful with each other, and had never really considered each other as sexual partners. We had played "marriage" when we were kids, but that was the extent of our sexuality.

Olivia and I had put together the trip - she had then invited her brother, who wanted to come along and film our trip for a documentary he was shooting about American's in other cultures. When I mentioned the trip to Elliot, he just had to come. Olivia wasn't enitrely pleased with this - at 5'3", and slightly pudgier than I, she was often jealous of me and the attention I got from Elliot. I constantly reminded her that he and I were simply friends, but it never seemed to settle with her. She eventually warmed to the idea of him coming, and as Simon pestered her that he would need another mate along, she agreed.

We left for Argentina by plane, and the flight took us a mere 9 hours from Houston. Laughing and joking the whole time, the 4 of us played with our High School Spanish vocabulary, trying to remember as much as we could. We had all agreed that we wouldn't stay in fancy hotels, but rather in hostels and underground housing systems for students. We wanted it to be total cultural emertion - this was partially due to my curiosity, and to Simon's want for a more "raw and graphic" documentary.

Ariving in Argentina, we made our way to our first hostel, and prepared to set up for the night. We agreed to share a room, us gals in one bed, the boys in the other. We dined and socialized with the others in the hostel - we were lucky enough to meet a few other American's staying at the same hostel as us, who were taking vertially the same route as we were. We were pleased to see that we wouldn't be alone.

A few Argentinian's in the hostel asked if we liked to party.

"Cerveza?!" one of the, cried out to us.

Olivia smiled mischiviously, and grabbed a bottle of the golden liquid.

"Cheers, mates!" she cried, throwing back the bottle, and sucking down the alchohol. The locals all laughed at her, and tossed bottles at the rest of us. Elliot and I opened our bottles, toasted, and with a slight wink from Ellior, we drank. Simon had a bottle, but continued to film while we drank, watching us melt into the culture of the Argentinian locals. We drank and sang the whole night, laughing and dancing, learning Spanish phrases, and teaching English ones.

Once we were all good and drunk, a young German in the hostel grabbed Olivia by the hand, and asked her name, in very clear English. He was cute, and Olivia, being drunk, decided to flirt. Giggling, and barely managing to get her name out, the two scampered off the do God only knows what. Simon seemed oblivious to this, as he had finally put his camera down, and was begining to drink with a group of young women in the hostel. Elliot and I laughed with one another.

"Can you imagine - SIMON - drunk?!" I cried out hysterically, barely managing to get it out thanks to my laughter.

"God, and Livvy - she's such a sport! Such a flirt! If she's not carefull, we'll have a 1/2 Argentinan baby to take home - what'll Simon think of THAT for his documentary!" Elliot laughed, his face red, his ahir falling this way and that. It was at this point that i realized just how sexy my best mate was.

Staring at Elliot, I started to study his face. The way his gentle mouth, with full lips would pucker into a smile, the way his eyes squinted when this happened. The white gleam of his teeth in the poorly light hostel, and the sexy, tribal glow of his skin. I licked my lips, tasting the strong Argentinian beer, and leaned closer to him.

"Dear, Elliot" I murmured, only a few inches from his face. "Have you ANY idea how devestatingly SEXY you are...?" I opened my eyes innocently, as if I had only recently observered this, which was partially true.

Elliot cocked his eyebrow, took another swig of the cerveza, and winked at me.

"I do believe, Miz Kera, that you have had far too much to drink. Hand it over."

Clutching the now warm bottle to my chest, I pouted. "Make me. And I'm serious, you know."

Elliot raised his eyes even farther. "Kera, we're friends, you don't wanna fuck that up do you?"

I opened my mouth and let out an audible gasp. "Fuck things up!? How could we up things fuck!?" I paused, glancing side to side as I realized I had misspoken and giggled, my giggles turning to laughs, and my laughs turning to hysterical cries as I said "Up, fuck! Up, fuck!" over and over again.

Elliot side, and set aside his drink, looking around desperatly for Simon and Olivia. Neither were to be found, and many of the hostel-stayers had evaporated from the scene. He realized that he and I were very much along, and as I was much too drunk to notice this sort of thing, he playfully pointed it out to me, noticing the interesting turn of events we were in.

"Kera" he muttered, "Shush, calm down, listen. I'm drunk. You're drunk. We'll probably not remember half of this trip by the time we get back to the states. So..." he ran his fingers thru his hair, mussing it up more, making me oggle him harder, leaning close to him, my hand across his chest. "...What do you say we--" But before he could answer, my mouth had covered his, my hands at his chest, tasting the drunkship of our bodies, and the warm beer on our lips. Elliot let out a primal moan, and leaned back into the bench as I starddled him.

Pulling my hair drunkinly from my face, I focused on his. "No one hears. Mums the word!" I giggled, then started undoing his pants, roughly pulling the snaps and strings that held his shorts together.

"Ker, Ker, slow up, KER!" he let out an agressive shout, as I pulled roughly on his pants, probably tugging his member at the same time. I could feel his pulsing dick beneath the thin travelers cotton, and I wanted to feel more of it.

Ellit held my hands in my lap, and focused on my face. "Slow up, ok? If we're doing this, we're doing this properly. Back in the room. In a strange bed, and loaded with foregin booze." I smirked, scruntching my nose at him, and gave him another hard kiss.

"Gaaaawd Ell, you taste so fantastic" I muttered between kisses, my lips smacking noisly against his, our tongues pulsing against each others slowly, tasting the sweet alchohol and sweat in and on each other's mouths. I felt his hands slowly sliding up my back, under my shirt, and caressing my skin. It was summer, and the heat was greatly affecting us - our tee shirts were sticking to our bodies, and we were sweating heavily. I pulled away from the kiss, and licked my lips, sucking on my tongue to taste sweet Elliot all over again.

"The room. The room" I said again. Standing up, I took his hand, and, with a swagger in both of our steps, we made our way up the stairs into our cramped room. Not bothering with the light, we stumbled onto what I thought I remembered being mine and Olivia's bed. Muttering against each other about clothes and the time, we pulled our sticky tee shirts and shorts off, kicking off hiking boots, and tugging away underwear. In total darkness, we pushed against each other, searching for that sweet spot.

I roll over on top of him, teasing his raging hard cock, standing erect against my stomach. Stroking it with my long fingers, I purred softly.

"Ohhh, Elliot.... how come you never told me your penis was so preeeeettty?" I giggled a bit, and said "penis" again, laughing at the funny word. Elliot moaned a bit, his throbbing cock in my tender hands, and bucked his hips up a bit. "Oop!" I said, feeling him push me up. I laughed again. "Elliot and Kera, fuckin in the bush... F-U-K-C---fuck!!" I laughed again, and Elliot stopped me.

"Kera? Sweety? Shut the fuck up and blow me."

Shocked, I opened my mouth to argue, then looked down. It was as if I had never noticed how truly tempting his thick cock looked, after a full 5 minutes of just stroking it. At a stiff 8 1/2 inches, I was impressed. Licking my lips, I moaned loudly, letting out a few grunts and purrs and soft cries as I bent down, sliding down his muscular thighs, and gently kissing the tip of his cock.

Elliot moaned, bucking his hips against my face. I looked up at him, watching his eyes, locked on mine. Both of our eyes were on fire, the glow from our bodies so intense. I slowly pulled him into my mouth, dragging my tongue along the delicate skin of his cock. I murmered my pleasure as I watched his face contort delightfully. Sucking harder on his raging member, I massaged his thighs with my hands, pulling myself up farther on his cock, till only his head was in my mouth. He moaned again, softly saying my name, his hips gently swaying in rhythm to my mouth. I forcefull held him down, gave him a swift wink at his look of questioning, and, without skipping a beat, pulled all of him down myu throat.

He let out a yelp, crying "Oh FUCK, Ker!" and grabbed my hair, twisting my locks in his hands, pulling me tighter around his dick, bucking his hips against my face. I sucked him harder, my saliva sliding around my mouth, and leaking out the corners, his pre-cum mixing with my spit, coating his dick in a thick layer of lubricant that kept my lips tight and gliding smoothly as he fucked away at my mouth.

I began to hum deeply in my throat, feeling his cock pulsate deeper and deeper in my mouth, his cries getting louder and sharper, his moans mixing with my own, and as he gave out one final cry and thrust, I felt him cum hard and deep into my mouth. I kept my head still as he pumped his hot cum down my throat, every muscle in his body tense under my own. Letting out ragged gasps of breath, Elliot let out shot after shot of cum. I was amazed at how much spooge he was loading into my mouth.. After what seemed like forever, he finally slowed down, relaxing his body, and letting go of my hair. Gasping for breath, he slid his still hard cock from my mouth, and wipped a smudge of cum from my lips. I grabbed his finger with my mouth, and sucked it hard.

Sighing, I rolled onto my back, scooting up beside Elliot. Gasping for breath, I tweaking my stiff nippples, standig as erect as his still hard cock. Groaning, Elliot rolled on top of me.

"Ohhh... Oh fuck, Kera.... I never imagined how fucking hot that would be.... Oh CHRIST..."
Elliot reached between us, slipping a finger between my silky folds. I was soaked after blowing him, that his fingers parted me with ease.

"I don't suppose you'd mind....?" He looked innocently at me, giving me a wink, and before I could answer, diving between my legs. Hoisting my thighs onto his shoulders, Elliot gently kissed the top of my slit, caressing my folds with his long fingers. I moaned, and slid farther down the bed, till I could feel his nose against my clit. Begging him to eat me, I grabbed his head and gently massaged it, pushing him slwoly closer to me. Reaching out a tentative tongue, Elliot gently licked my slit, rubbing his tongue up and down my slit, slowly parting my lips and tasting my depths. Kissing my wet pussy, he spread me apart with his figners, and began to suck my clit, gently massaging it with his tongue. I let out a moan, saying his name and whispering to the Virgin Mother (my friends say I do this when I'm drunk - I suppose I do it when receiving oral as well).

Elliot began to intensely suck my clit, fingering my tight hole with his thumb, gently rubbing my outer lips, and sucking me harder all the time. He'd stop, rotate his lips, lick my clit, and flick it with his tongue, his fingers, all the while driving me closer to orgasm. Grasping his head between my thighs, I began to rock against him with my hips, grasping one hand against his head, and another at the sheets at my side. Pushing my body as hard against his face as I could, I begged him to suck me harder, to pinch me, twist me, even spank me. Elliot gave me a light slap on the ass, and I shreiked with delight. As he began to furiously suck my clit and finger fuck me, I reached orgasm, pressing myself against his face, and crying out his name, I came on his face, moaning with delight, my whole body rigid and shaking at the same time. Elliot stopped sucking me as I came on his face, but gently licked around my pussy and lips, taking care not to touch my sensetive clit so close after orgasm.

My legs fell apart, my arms at my sides. I gasped for breath, feeling the effects of the orgasm rocket through my body. As Elliot silently lapped at my hot pussy, I grabbed his shoulders, pulled him too me, and with one silent agreement, pulled his thick cock into my throabing pussy.

Feeling him fill me up, I felt my sex drive shoot above me. As Elliot gently thrust in and out of me, he kissed my shoudlers and neck, waiting for me to give the OK for it to be harder. The more slowly he thrust, the more I wanted it to be rouch, and I realized he was helping me build myself back up. Grasping his back with my hands, I clawed at his shoulders, moaning against his body, and searching for his mouth.

As Elliot kissed me hard, I tasted the warm cerveza again, as well as my own cum. I could taste a slight hint of him in my mouth as well, and it only drove me more insane. I imagine it drove him wild as well, as he began to kiss me harder, and pump deeper into my tight cunt..

"Oh! Elliot!" I cried, bucking my hips against his, pulling him deeper into me. He grunted and moaned, crying out my name as he humped furiously. I began to tear at his shoulders, feeling the heat build up in my groin, traveling to my stomach, as I neared my orgasm. Feeling my climax build, I flipped onto my stomach, sticking my ass in the air, and begging Elliot to fuck my ass. Not missing a second, Ellit withdrew from my tight pussy, and slammed his cock into my waiting asshole. I moaned, throwing myself harder onto the bed as Elliot pumped away at my ass. He gave me a few quick slaps, thrusting hard and deep into me.

I began to moan louder, crying out his name, and felt him grab my hips. I knew he was close, and I said between breaths, "Cum in my ass, cum in my ass baby". A rigurous slap told me my request would be answered.

Only a few seconds later, Elliot pumped at least twice what he had down my throat into my ass. As I madly fignered my clit, his thick seed filled me, and I felt myself reach yet another orgasm. Cumming all over my figners, I rubbed my clit as hard as I could, orgasming again and again.

As both of our orgasms passed, Elliot pulled himself from my ass. Gently fingering my red asshole, and soping wet pussy, he stroked himself a few times, a few drops of cum flying out across my backside. Wiping it up with his fingers, Elliot collapsed on the bed next to me, and stuck his figners towards me. I giggled, and sucked his figners into my mouth. Rolling onto my back, I quickly touched myself, bringing my own hot cum up to his lips. We greedily sucked on each other's fingers.

The next morning, we woke up to Simon shouting to Olivia about all the marvelous things he had shot. He added, hottly, that he only wished he had gotten more footage of the 3 of us. I could hear Olivia blush, smiling knowlingly that she had had almost as much fun as Elliot and I. Well... almost.

I'm a forty two year old redhead, who was pregnant and married at sixteen and now was trapped in a sexless marriage. I keep myself in good shape, workout almost every day and my thirty four C tits still stand up by themselves and my pussy always seems to be hot, wet and ready to be fucked, but to know avail. My husbands job entails him traveling quite a bit and I thought after our son moved on his own, my husband would fuck my brains out whenever he came home from one of his trips. It seems nowadays all he wants to do is play golf instead of with me when he is home, so I have been pleasuring myself whenever the mood strikes, which is almost everyday anymore. He had just left for his trip and I was watching a soap with a steamy sex scene that got my pussy wet, so I went up to the bathroom, my favorite place to make my pussy happy. I got my toys, filled the tub and went to light some candles when I realized I was out of candles, so not to break the mood, I put a lamp on the edge of the tub with a towel over it and when I went to step into the tub, I hit the lamp with my foot, sending it flying into the tub.

There was a loud crackling sound, water seemed to be propelled into the air and then it calmed down and I realized the radio was not playing and when I tried the lights, nothing happened. I knew I did something to the electricity, so I called my neighbor across the street for help and their twenty year old son who was home from college, answered. He told me his mom and dad were on vacation for a few weeks and asked if he could help me, so I told him what happened and he said it most likely was that the main breaker was tripped. He said he was at their pool and would I mind if he came over in his swim suit and I really didn't care what he wore as long as he could fix the problem. I grabbed a towel to wrap around me as he was there in a flash and when I opened the door for him, he looked like a Greek God standing there, almost naked. I hadn't seen him to talk to in quite a while and was taken aback by what a handsome young man he had become. I was in such a state that seeing him hit my pussy with that feeling we women love and I got all wet, so wet I had to squeeze my legs shut to keep my cunt juice from running down my leg.

He said he would take the lamp out of the tub before he fixed the breaker and ran up to the bathroom, leaving me desperately wanting to touch my pussy while watching him run up the steps. He came back down with a funny grin on his face and I remembered that my toys were laid out on the tub ledge, which for some reason, made my pussy hotter. I followed him into the laundry room where the breaker box is located, he threw the light switch, telling me this way we will know if the power is back on and threw the switch. The overhead light came on, I was standing right behind him, he turned and I stepped back quickly, losing the towel in the process and the look on his face was priceless. I could see that he had gotten a hard on that fast and my eyes were riveted to his crotch as I made no attempt to cover myself, giving him a wonderful show. He saw that I was staring at his crotch and without saying a word, dropped his suit, letting me feast my eyes on the most beautiful cock I ever saw and at that point I wanted his cock so bad, I would have done anything for it. He strode over to me, put his hand between my legs grabbing my pussy while at the same time, putting my hand on his magnificent cock and then kissing me. I was in heat like I hadn't been for some time and every part of me was screaming for him to fuck me.

He had a two fingers in my pussy now and when he took his tongue out of my mouth, he told me that he had been jerking off thinking about me ever since he was twelve and now he was finally going to fuck me. He picked me up like I was a feather and we kissed while he carried me to the couch in the rec room and I was so fucking hot he could have fucked me on the laundry room floor and I would have been happy. He put me down on the couch and I grabbed his hot cock and guided it into my waiting cunt and he drove it all the way home as I screamed and came all over his cock. I was in heaven having his cock buried to the hilt in my pussy and I wrapped my legs around him as I begged him to fuck me hard. I couldn't keep my legs wrapped around him as he pounded my pussy like he was a pile driver and I was in such heat that I was moaning like a porno star and dribbling out of my mouth at the same time. My husband had never even came close to pounding me like my new lover was now, every part of me was on fire as he pounded my pussy and was telling me what a hot fucking piece of ass I was and how good my pussy felt wrapped around his prick.

I was in a zone I had never been before, his cock was bigger then my husbands and was filling my pussy to the brim as I felt it sliding in and out of my cunt, touching every part of my boiling hot pussy. I came as he kept pounding my cunt, never missing a beat as he drove me to heights I had never attained before and it seemed like all I wads doing was cumming, like a broken water main. I don't know how long he fucked me for, or how many time I came, but the longest my husband had fucked me didn't even come close to the length of this fucking. When I was at the point of not being able to move anymore, he pushed hard into me and held himself like that as I felt his cock swell up inside my pussy and then he shot his load in my cunt. He came like a fire hose going off and swear his cum shot so far up my cunt I could taste his cum. I came again and then just collapsed on the sofa, totally fucked out and in a state of euphoria that I had never reached before. We laid there like that with him still in me and I could feel the mixture of our cum running down over my asshole, a wonderful feeling I might add. He looked at me with wonder in his eyes and told me he knew I would be an awesome fuck, but he never envisioned anything like what we just did and he was going to spend all his time making my pussy a happy pussy.

As he was talking to me I could feel his prick getting hard again and when he saw the look on my face he told me that I wouldn't believe how hot I made him and fucking me was a dream come true. I asked him if he really had been jerking off thinking about me since he was twelve and he told me the first time was when I was at their house in a bikini and he went into the bathroom and stood at the window watching me while he jerked off, three times. He told me that he wanted to fuck me in my bed, so he pulled out and we headed up to the bedroom and as we climbed the steps he was touching my ass and pussy, making me very hot. When we got to the top, he turned me around, pushed me down, got between my legs and sunk his hot tongue into my wet cunt. I went a bit crazy, to me it was so fucking hot that he was taking me right on the steps and eating my pussy, that my brain was like my pussy now, molten lava and before I knew it I was yelling and cumming and now not only the sofa in the rec room had a huge cum stain on it, so did the light blue rug that covered the stairs. After he got his fill of my pussy juice and had turned me into one big cunt, he got on top of me and kissed me, letting his mouthful of my hot cunt juice pour into my mouth and I went into a sexual frenzy because that was so fucking hot to me, him sharing my pussy juice with me and came again. That was how I became hooked on my own cum and would suck his cock clean after every fucking he gave me, just to taste my own cum.

We made it into the bedroom, he put me on all fours at the end of the bed and told me to take his cock in my hand and show it the way into my hot fucking cunt, which I did. As soon as I had the head of his prick in my boiling hot pussy, he pushed it in all the way to the his balls and started saying, “Come on you fucking cunt, fuck my cock with your fucking pussy, show me you love fucking my cock my little whore.” He was smacking my ass at the same time and I went a bit nuts and tried to fuck his cock as hard as I could, slamming back into his crotch and I was so fucking hot I couldn't have told you my name if you asked. My whole body was on fire like it had never been before and the whole time we were fucking like two crazed animals, he was telling me what a good piece of ass I was, my cunt was made to fuck him, I was the hottest fuck he ever had, that he loved how my pussy tasted and the really big one, that my cunt was his now and that he owned me now, which he then made me tell him that he owned me now. Then he made me tell him that I was his fucking cunt and that I would always be ready to fuck him and when I said it, my cunt exploded like a bomb had gone off in it, I never had an orgasm so strong in my life, my cum was pouring out of my pussy like a dam had broken, then he slammed his cock as hard as he could into my blazing hot cunt and filled my pussy with his hot cum, making me scream again.