Erotic – Hot Stories

June 13, 2010

Erotic Hot Stories – 2 Erotic Scenes, A Night of Passion

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From here, I continue to gently glide my dick in and out of your pussy while you putting your legs around me makes my dick even harder and makes erotic tingles go all through my body from the sensual passion you extude by the act.

At this point your breathing begins to get heavier again and your cunt becomes more lubricated and warm with each thrust I make as I whisper to you how good you’re making me feel. At first, my words are full of tenderness and warmth, but as you continue to breath harder and ask- under continuing shortness of breath- “How Do I Make You Feel?”, my answers become less tender and more explicit and sexual as I feel the insatiable urge to thrust harder and harder, making your moans deeper and louder and your cunt soar from the intensity.

However, the look of intense pleasure on your face as the thought goes through my heads makes me reconsider. And so, to calm myself down, I gradually slow down my thrusts and eventually stop. At first you look confused by the decision (as I still have the same expression of erotic pleasure on my face as I did when we began), lowering your legs from their wrapped position around my torso. But what I do next makes that look go away, and the face I so loved seeing before I stopped returns.

As I remove my erect penis from your still-wet pussy, I begin to plant soft, wet kisses on your mouth and all over your body- your neck, behind your ears, on your supple and heaving breasts, while I move my right hand down your chest towards your pussy and begin to move my fingers around inside of it, with my left hand gently caressing the rest of your silky, sweaty skin. As this begins the moans of desire emanating from your body before return, as do other sounds of intense pleasure to the ears. At this point my left hand has found its way around your chest and to the small of your back, while my right hand is continuing to move around the walls of your cunt and your clit and I have

begun to focus my kisses of you around your pelvic area, making your moans just as deep and sensual as I imagined they would be before.

As we get closer and closer to cumming, I remove my right hand from your cunt, replacing it with my mouth and tongue instead. After that, I daringly lift you off the rug ever-so-slightly- my mouth still firmly planted on your pussy- and I slide my body beneath yours, with my back on the soft fur we’ve remained on since beginning our erotic adventure, my left hand around your beautiful ass, my right hand at your mouth with your lips around my fingers, tasting the juices of sexual passion from your own warm cunt, and my hard, well-lubricated cock moving erotically across your back as we move back and forth.

From this point on, there’s no stopping us. Our bodies thriving with erotic passion, our mouths are moist with desire, and our moans of pleasure uncontrollable as we grind our bodies together faster and faster and harder and harder till the tension is released with the explosion of juices from your pussy within my mouth and the cum from my dick covering your back, and the intense exclamation of “Oh…God…Yes!” from your mouth as you cum.

As we attempt to catch our breath- in the same position we finished- nothing is said between us for several minutes, only the spellbinding and sensual gazes of one another that seem to say it all for us at the moment; looks that say, “I love the way you make me feel. Do it again, and do it now.”…

As you rock your body on my thigh, my dick begins to get harder and harder right in front of our eyes. The sight of it bulging makes you rock harder and harder as your moans get wilder and wilder. Excited by this sight, I sit up, remove your wet fingers from your pussy, and put them in my mouth before I grab your ass with my hands and lift your body off the ground with me still sucking on your beautiful fingers.

I then carry you over to the large, inviting bed that has eluded us throughout this adventure. Once I lay you down on your back- with you luscious legs dangling over the side- I kneel down on the floor and begin to maneuver my tongue around the outside- and inside- of your cunt, while my left hand gently moves across your spread-open legs and my right hand works on my cock, rubbing it slow and sensual while I work harder and harder on your pussy with my mouth. The muffled sounds of my moaning and the wild

screams that are coming from your mouth get louder and louder as we approach our respective orgasms.

As soon as it feels as though I’m going to explode, I remove my mouth from your moist pussy, stand up, move your body to the middle of the bed, and lay my body on top of yours, with my well-lubricated cock brushing up against your thighs as I begin to enter your cunt and plant wet, juicy kisses all over your neck and on your mouth. My thrusts inside of you get harder and deeper as your subsided moans grow louder and louder as we finally cum.

As we cum, I remove my cock and allow my juices to cover your thighs, and I rub my hands over your thighs, spreading my cum all over your legs and around your pussy. Though exhausted from your own orgasm, you also begin to move your hands around on your thighs so you can soak up the mixture of sweat and cum and rub it all over your supple breasts, especially on your nipples, getting them harder and harder.

Excited by this sight, I slide my hands up your body and towards your breasts, taking them in my hands and gently fondling them as I begin to lick the areas around your nipples with my tongue, all the while with your hands firmly located on my ass as you beg me to thrust my dick into your pussy as your nipples get harder and harder. At this point the top of your right breast is completely in my mouth as I begin to suck on your nipple, awaiting your warm milk to explode in my mouth as my dick moves faster and faster in your cunt. Just as we reach orgasm yet again, the milk from your breast streams out and moves right down my throat, making for arguably our most exciting and satisfying orgasm yet.

Justifiably exhausted, we calm the fires in our loins as I move my body off from yours and lie down next to you, as our heart rates diminish and we drift asleep…

END

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March 27, 2010

Erotic Hot Stories – Lesbian Turns Into Threesome

My name is Shazia, and I’m nineteen years old. I’m writing this on my girlfriend’s computer, with her help. I’m five foot four inches tall, and I have a nice, but slim, 34C-24-34 figure, what a lot of guys call sexxxy! I am very proud of my sexy legs, and love to show them off. I have long dark brown hair that reaches my waist, and black eyes.

Anyway, I was at my friend’s house in the afternoon, and we were talking about our boyfriends and such. Sheetal is a gorgeous girl , and we both keep or hair about the same length. She has startling black eyes, and a nice shape. Sheetal measures 35D-22-35, and she has very dark and large nipples. Sheetal loves to show her body and she is a real flirt!

Her mom and father ware in office so we both seen a porno movie one that my boyfriend rented, and it had two girls going at each other hot and heavy. “You know the scene in that blue film with the two girls?” Sheetal said after waching movie. “I got really hot watching that and I’ve wondered about kissing a girl ever since.”I couldn’t believe it! I told her that I too got a bit aroused, and we just looked at each other. “Wanna try it?” I asked her.

“What?” She said, and she looked shocked.

“Kissing each other.” I said.Sheetal looked relieved and then said yes. We sat there for along moment or three, then nervously leaned into each other. I was surprised at how soft her lips were, and how warm she seemed. I closed my eyes as our lips met and we kissed for few seconds. “Soft.” Sheetal said. “Sweet and soft.” I could see that she was blushing. Hmmm. Yeah, and warm too.” I said. I was really getting hot, and I could feel my pussy getting wet. I just figured that this was a little “naughty” and let it go.

“Let’s try again.” Sheetal said. “Do you mind?” In reply, I leaned forward and we kissed again. My heart raced and pounded in my chest. Our lips met, and I suddenly felt Sheetal’s lips part. For no reason my tongue slipped out and stroked her lips, and then I felt hers meet my tongue.I was breathing heavily, Just like Sheetal, and my pussy was soaking my panties. We brushed each other’s tongues, and then I let her enter my mouth, like a guy would. I felt my nipples harden, and instinctively I reached my arms around her neck. Sheetal moaned and we fell onto our sides on the bed, kissing each other with hot passion. Sheetal’s hands slid up my waist and I was so hot all I wanted her to do was pinch my nipples. At last, we broke our kiss, but our faces were still close together. Ohh God!” I breathed softly. “I want you!” I was shocked at my own words as they came out of my mouth by themselves. Sheetal looked at me, and then she kissed me again, this time, rolling me onto my back and laying on me. Both of our tongues chased each other, and we kissed until we started grinding our hips against each other. Sheetal pulled back and whispered to me. “Let me love you, please?”

That’s all I needed to hear. “Oh, yes, please!” I said.

Sheetal and I knew each other from sixth class on, and we were very close friends for years. Now, this felt natural, as we loved each other in almost every other way. Sheetal slid her hands over my breasts and pinched my nipples. “Ohhh, yes, SHEETAL!” I moaned. “Pinch them for me.” Sheetal knew I liked that from conversations long ago. The next thing I knew, she had my blouse open and she was sucking my bare tits, circling the areola with her tongue. I floated lightly on a cloud, enjoying her touch. Sheetal sucked and licked, teasing the underside and licking my neck. Nervously I reached up and pulled her T-shirt off. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her full breasts hung down, the large, dark nipples hard and sexy. I pushed Sheetal up and sucked one of her nipples, running my hands all over her lovely tanned body. Her long blonde hair sent electricity through me when it brushed my skin. Both of us were breathing hard, and feeling very sexy. My hands found the edges of her pants and the fasteners. I unzipped her pants and slid my hands down onto her beautiful behind, cupping her cheeks and then squeezing them softly. I still sucked her wonderful nipples too. “Yes. Squeeze my ass. Lift them, alternate each side.” She said breathily.

I did, and I could hear her pussy making wet noises thru the fabric of her pants and underwear! She really was that wet! Her hands found the zipper of my jeans, and she slid them off of me, leaving my panties on. I got her out of her pants too, and she tossed her underwear aside, kneeling nude right next to me. I’d seldom seen her naked, and never from the front. Now the blonde hair on her pussy fascinated me. I reached out and touched it, and Sheetal rocked her pelvis forward, forcing my touch to her mons. It felt soft, and silky, not as coarse as mine. I ran my nails up her belly and then pinched a nipple. Sheetal knelt there, eyes closed,and she moaned softly. She reached for my panties, and I stopped her. Our eyes met, and I know I blushed.

“Do you want to stop?” She asked me. No, I didn’t but that wasn’t the problem. “Promise you won’t laugh or get mad?” I asked her. I was a bit sheepish about showing her. Sheetal promised and I stood up, facing away from her. I took off my pink panties and turned around. Sheetal looked, no, stared, at my pussy, in all it’s shaven glory. Sheetal’s reply “Ohhh, Shazia! It’s beautiful!” Sheetal was beaming at me, and then she leaned forward and pulled me onto the bed. “Let me lick you?” She said. I laid back and let her. Sheetal’s tongue found my bare pussy, and I jumped. Her tongue was hot, and wet, and I knew I was soaked too. She traced a heart on my pussy with her tongue, and then she started kissing the insides of my thighs. Each touch, every kiss made me hotter and wetter. Sheetal took her long blonde hair and flipped it up onto my stomach and pulled it over me. God that felt soooo sexxxy! Especially when it slid between my legs, over my bare pussy! I moaned and arched on the bed. Sheetal flipped her hair away, and then leaned forward, her tongue out. She looked at me and I watched her lean down and felt her tongue touch my now sopping wet pussy. I was so excited, my juice was making my ass wet. She licked and then tasted. Then another lick,and another. Each touch sent waves of electric pleasure through me. I was panting hard, watching her with her eyes closed lick my pussy. Sheetal pushed her tounge into my vagina, and now I wanted her to suck me until I came. I’d never been this excited by any of my boyfriend seating me! She raked her nails down my thighs, and I shivered. Then, magic! Sheetal’s tounge found my clit, and she tounged it lightly, making circles all around it. I don’t remember, but Sheetal said I bucked and thrashed on the bed, moaning and making high pitched noises while I came. What I do remember is sheer orgasms, one after another while she sucked me. I remember pushing my pussy into her face and feeling her wet lips and tounge all over me, and loving each second of it!

Exhausted,I layed there, sweating and panting. Sheetal came up and held me,telling me that I tasted soooo good, and stroking my hair. When I recovered, I wanted, REALLY WANTED to do her too. Sheetal lay back, resting on the pillows, and now I loved her. I sucked her nipples and tounged her breasts all around. I licked between them too, enjoying their soft warmth. I kissed my way down her stomach, kissing her sides and down the outsides of her hips and thighs. Sheetal’s breasts sag just a bit, and they’re really sexy that way, showing how full and lovely they are. I used my long hair on her, the way she did to me. Sheetal sighed and toyed with her nipples while I kissed and licked the insides of her thighs. Sheetal’s pussy gave a wonderful fragrant and sexy aroma, and I plunged right in.

I licked her creamy juices from her entrance up to her clit. I even sucked her labia into my mouth, and their soft-ness and silkiness felt sexy and erotic. I licked the full length of her slit, and then sucked on her clit, circling it with my tounge the way she’d done me. Sheetal arched up and her legs locked around me, and I felt her pussy pulsing against my lips. Her spasms triggered another, albeit small, orgasm in me, and we both rode over our waves of pleasure. I kept sucking, her tasty cream was soo good, so warm and slick that I wanted it all over me. Sheetal came again, and I was struck with an idea. When she recovered, I suggested it. “I want you to rub your pussy all over my nipples.” I told Sheetal.

She sort of smiled and then rolled me over, swinging her legover me. Sheetal lowered her still soaked pussy onto my right nipple, and pulled her pussy open. I felt her slick cunt slide over my nipple and I almost came right away! Ohhhh it was so warm and slick! Quickly I pressed up against her pussy, and then we were both rubbing back and forth. I rolled the other way, and shoved my left nipple up against her clit, and Sheetal started to come. She was rubbing her pussy on me and fingering her clit too. My breasts were slick and wet from her pussy and then I lay flat on my back, Sheetal rubbing her slippery juices right on the middle of my chest. It felt so erotic and hot! Sheetal’s chest was flushedand so was mine. I slid down and let her sit on my face and mouth,sucking her delicous cunt. Sheetal came over and over, shuddering and moaning loudly each time. Sheetal rolled off of me and we held each other, kissing tenderly.

A bit later, I was sucking her tits and finger-fucking her hot pussy, and Sheetal was rocking her hips up and down. That’s when we both heard, from the doorway, a very conscious “wow!”.

Start led because we thought we were alone, we turned around to see Sheetal’s older brother, Sandeep, standing at the door, and he had his cock in his hand. And WHAT a cock! Sandeep was twenty fiveand very good looking. We both scream and trying to cover up. Both of us were staring at his massive meaty cock. “Don’t try to cover up girls.” He said. “I’ve been watching for about five minutes and I’ve seen both of you already.”

Sheetal was pissed, and screamed at him for sneaking in, and invading our privacy (we’d left the bedroom door open though). Sandeep lived separate at his own place, but he often came home to visit, and this was one of those times! Sheetal was still mad, and yelling at him.

“What’re you gonna do? Tell mom?” Sandeep said sarcasticly, and I noticed that he was looking Sheetal over lustily. His words hit Sheetal hard, and she shut up, knowing that if she said anything, her mother would hear about our lesbian play. “You girls are reallysomething to watch! I got hard in two seconds!” Sheetal looked down at his cock (so did I). Then I walked over and looked him right in the eyes, and unfastened his pants.

“SHAZIA! What’re you doing?” Sheetal said, shocked. I didn’t say anything, but I took a hold of Sandeep’s pants and pulled them down. Sandeep’s cock was about nine inches long and really thick. Thicker than any cock I’d ever seen. I opened my mouth and sucked. His thick cock forced my mouth open wide, and I looked up his six foot two inch body. Sheetal watched me suck his cock, and I took about half of it into my mouth. I could taste his salty cum, what was leaking out, and it excited me more. I cupped his heavy balls in my hand and used my nails on his ass and balls. Sandeep must’ve been watching for a while, because he moaned and shoot his thick creamy cum in my mouth. I swallowed some, then slid off his cock, smiling. “Mmmmmmm” I moaned. I looked over at Sheetal, and she was sitting on the bed, watching. I went to Sheetal and pushed her down on the bed. Then I kissed her and she was a bit shocked when she felt and tasted her brother’s cum flowing into her mouth. Then she started to lick and I lifted up, letting it dribble onto her tounge and lips. Sandeep watched, stroking himself. As soon as most of his sperm was on Sheetal’s tounge and lips, I kissed her passionately, being sure to lick her lips visibly with my tounge so Sandeep could see. Sheetal went a bit crazy too, licking my face and lips.

“You babes are fucking hot!” Sandeep said. I’d just sucked him off and then I felt his thick cock at my pussy, pushing its way in. I was so wet and slippery, my pussy let him in, even though it stretched me quite a bit. It felt huge going in, and every time he thrust, I thought he just might split me in two.

I was kneeling on the bed, and Sheetal slid up and I started sucking her hot pussy. Sandeep pumped his cock in and out of me, and I started to cum in huge waves of intense orgasm. All I could do was pant, moan or make some sort of noise. Sheetal slid under me in a 69 position and started licking and sucking my clit. Her brother’s cock started to swell inside me and I could feel him gettting ready to shoot. I slammed back into his thick meat, and begged him to fuck my hot cunt…litterally saying “Fuck my hot cunt you son of a bitch!” I was really hot and wild!! Sandeep came again, and it felt like a flood inside me. He rammed deep into me and filled me with his sperm. I came again too, With Sheetal’s help. I was now beginning to float along when Sandeep pulled out and pressed my hips down onto Sheetal’s face. Sheetal sucked and licked the flowing juices from me, and I seemed to rocket in to orbit. I was grinding my cunt against her face an shouting in a loud voice “EAT ME! OHH EAT ME!” Sheetal sucked her brother’s cum from my pussy, and I collapsed on the bed, drifting for a while. I could hear her talking to Sandeep, but my brain was really fried from all of this. I must’ve dozed or fallen asleep, because I woke up to the bed shaking.

Sheetal was on her back, and I could see that Sandeep was pumping her pussy. Sheetal’s legs were flung wide open and Sandeep was sucking her tits hard. I just watched for a bit. Sandeep overlap her and slid his slippery wet cock between her tits. Sheetal pushed her tits together, letting him tit-fuck her. “I’ve fantasized about this for years!” Sandeep said. He started pumping his cock and after a bit, Sheetal’s pussy juice wasn’t enough. I was fingering my own pussy by now, so I started using my wet fingers to rub my cream on his cock and her tits. Sandeep pumped and fucked her tits, and then I started fingering Sheetal’s clit to get her off too. Sandeep shot his thick sperm all over his sister’s face, then rubbed his cock on her tits. Sheetal was licking her lips and I sucked Sandeep’s cock until he got hard again. Now it was my turn again. Sandeep started pumping my pussy, and I sat there feeling like I was floating on his cock. Sheetal’s cunt was easy to get too, and I licked and sucked her juicy pussy. After a few minutes, Sandeep stopped, I guess he was getting tired,and pulled out of me. “I’ve got an idea” He said, and he had us follow him into the living room.

Sandeep had me sit on his cock, while he sat on the sofa, and Sheetal knelt on the floor and licked my clit and his cock while we fucked. His thick cock was so heavenly the way it stretched me open. Sheetal’s tounge had me floating miles high in a lusty haze. Sheetal was lapping my shaved cunt, and Sandeep was using his cock like a pile driver, each thrust filling me. I was facing away from Sandeep, and he was squeezing my tits and shaking them, whichfelt sexy. A few minutes of this and I was cumming like a broken dam, my juice flowing freely down his stiff cock. Sheetal licked and sucked us, and when I looked down she had one of Sandeep’s balls in her mouth, sucking it. Sandeep moaned and I felt him swelling up inside me.

“I’m gonna CUMMMM!” he shouted. I rose up and Sheetal pulled him out of my pussy. His sperm shot against my cunt lips and all over my pussy. Some Even reached my stomach, and all of it felt soooo warm and creamy!

I was just beginning to enjoy the feeling when Sandeep slipped out From under me, leaving Sheetal to tounge me off. Sheetal was lapping His sperm from my clit, making me come again. I was weak and shaky so Sheetal was holding my legs wide apart and high in the air, with my ass almost off the sofa. I started to sit up and saw Sandeep fucking his sister Sheetal from behind. Sheetal was sucking my cunt hard too. Both of us started moaning when Sandeep talking dirty “Suck that beautiful bi-slut’s cunt.” He told Sheetal. “Suck that juicy sperm covered rundy!” Sheetal was incredibly hot with the way she sucked me, and I was getting ready to cum again. “Suck that bi-slut’s cunt juice.” Sandeep told Sheetal again. “Lick that cum off her hot slit. Suck your bi-slut friend while I fuck your asshole bitch!” Sheetal moaned into my cunt, and Sandeep’s words echoed in my ears, taking me the the very edge. He kept it up, and both Sheetal and I came, moaning and being the sluts he said we were.

“Spread her legs and suck her cunt. Lap that cunt juice Sheetal. Lick your girlfriend’s slit. Lick her slit while I fill your butt with hot, thick, Cum!” Both of us were moaning, me from Sheetal’s tounge, and her from her ass fuck. “I’ll fuck her tight ass while she sucks your dripping wet slit.” Sandeep said and then “I’ll cum in her tight ass hole while she’s drinking your slut-juice! I felt totally want on and ready for anything! I was cumming and every word from Sandeep seemed to make me wilder. I could feel how hard he was pounding Sheetal’s ass, each thrust pushed her face against my pussy. Sandeep was thrusting hard and fast, and then he moaned and shoved his thick cock up Sheetal’s butt, shouting ” I’m….CUMMMM MMMmmmmmmminnnng!” Sheetal gasped and she came too, shoving three fingers deep inside my cunt and making me come with her. We were all sitting there, sweating and wet, the only sounds were our heaving breathing, and our hearts pounding. After that Sandeep left for his house.

END

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March 26, 2010

Erotic Hot Stories – 18 and Lusting for Lover’s Dad ch.1

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The house was empty with the exception of Tracy and Kris, his youngest son, Klaus and of course, his and Trina’s first grandchild, Kristian.

The place was now quiet with Kristian and Klaus asleep and the rest of the kids were away for the weekend. Worse, he was horny as hell the first time in weeks and was missing Trina. They hadn’t even gotten in a good fuck before she left for Australia.

He then wandered out to the kitchen to get a drink, finding Tracy in her baby doll pajamas. It was later than he had realized; apparently Kris had gotten too far in his paperwork to notice until now.

Tracy was startled. “Kris, hi!”

“Sorry to scare you, Trace,” he smiled at his son’s pretty girlfriend.

“Did you get your work done?” she asked.

“Most of it. I think I’m going to relax in the living room for a bit.”

“Mind if I join you since Kristian is asleep?”

“Go nuts,” he grinned. Company sounded good right about now.

Tracy then sat beside him on the couch, watching TV and chatting before somehow, the conversation turned to their respective partners and sex. Tracy could sense Kris was stressed, not to mention the rise in his pants was not lost on her.

She then did something Kris never expected.

Tracy then slid over closer to him and put her hand on his crotch, rubbing it gently.

“You know, I could do something about that,” she purred, indicating his slight hard-on.

“Tracy, you’re still a teenager, Gus’ girlfriend and I’m married besides. We’d be playing with fire. And you know the mess that is going on down at the office. I sure as hell don’t need this to get out.”

“I won’t tell anyone if you won’t,” she said huskily, not taking her hand off Kris’ dick.

With the eighteen year old beauty’s underlying offer to fuck him and her hand on his crotch, and the stress he had over the last several weeks as well as missing Trina, Kris felt a twinge of excitement stir in him.

Still, he felt odd accepting an offer for sex from a teenager, even one as sexy as Tracy.

“You know, Kris,” Tracy began as she continued stroking his bulge. “I always thought you were pretty hot and wondered what it was like to have sex with you.”

“Any cock in a storm, huh?” he finally joked.

“I guess. But I’m horny and you said you and Trina haven’t done it much lately.”

She had a point there. Besides, who would know if Tracy and he went at it one time? Trina was about to land in Australia, Gus was at a college weekend, Klaus and Kristian were asleep and wouldn’t know any better anyway, and the twins were away at a sleepover party.

Tracy was still rubbing his cock, getting Kris worked up more.

“So….you want to go have some fun with a hot, younger woman and let me give you some sweet relief from all that tension?”

She didn’t have to ask twice. They were practically dragging each other into the bedroom shortly after.

One they were there, Kris locked the door and they fell onto the bed, fondling and kissing each other before she took her nightie off and was braless underneath it.

Those sexy, firm tits were now on display for him. He found her body not unlike Trina’s, still gorgeous even after having a baby. He was very turned on by now.

“You like what you see?” she said, fondling them in her hands.

“God, you got a nice pair there, baby,” Kris said, taking one of them into his mouth as he gently squeezed the other.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm,” he moaned, sucking the other tit, then gently biting her nipples as Tracy sighed and moaned.

“Ohhhhhh, Kris,” she moaned softly. “Suck my tits!”

He worked a little more on her firm mounds before he took his mouth off of them, standing up to peel off his pants and shirt, and his dick was VERY hard and throbbing now.

Kris stroked it a little, asking Tracy in a teasing manner if she knew what to do with an older guy.

In response, he got a blow job that totally blew his mind. God, he thought Trina gave great head, but Tracy had it down to an art!

She sucked his dick from tip to base, back and forth, swirling her tongue around his dick head and gently biting Kris’ balls, before he’d gotten over five minutes of the best deep throat sucking he’d experienced to this day.

“God, that is great, baby,” he panted. “You give some great head there.”

She only winked at him, not missing a beat sucking his manhood.

“Ohhhhhhhh Tracy…it’s been so long since I had my dick sucked…you’re so fucking good, baby…such a great mouth on you…”

Her mouth stood on Kris’ dick for a few more minutes before he had to reluctantly take her off of it; if he had let her keep it up, he would have definitely cum way too soon.

“You liked that,” she stated matter of factly, smiling at him.

“Baby, that was hot as hell.”

“I thought of something else to make you feel real good, too,” she grinned before mounting Kris’ cock.

“Jesus, you fuck a guy on top?!” he asked, both surprised and totally delighted.

“You like this? Does Trina do this to you?”

“Not for a long time, baby,” Kris panted as Tracy had his entire throbber in her surprisingly tight snatch, bouncing up and down.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, Kris!” she cried. “Your cock feels so good in me! Oh, Kris, fuck me!”

“Ride me, Tracy,” he panted harder as his hips bucked up to join her in fucking. “Ride me, baby, you’re so fucking hot!”

As she pumped up and down on his cock harder, her tits bounced in time with their fucking. He reached up and grabbed both of them, pulling her down to suck her nipples as she fucked his cock.

She then let out a soft cry as her body began to shiver.

“You gonna cum, baby? Huh? Come on, baby, I want you to let go a good cum for me while you fuck that cock!”

“God, Kris, fuck me!”

“Oh yeah, you are so ready to cum!”

“Yes! I’m going to cum!” she finally yelled out as Kris felt her cunt quiver with her orgasm as it wrapped tighter around his long-neglected tool.

“Dammit, fuck me!” she cried louder. “Fuck!”

Kris then reached up and grabbed her by the waist, slamming her down on his cock to really let her experience a hard cum.

“Oh fuck me more, Kris!” she cried out, cumming hard now. “Fuck! I’m cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmming! Fuck me…fuck!”

It seemed she’d cum for a long time before her body finally relaxed, not taking her eyes off of him nor slowing down on his cock the entire time.

Kris’ dick still lodged deep into her pussy, he rolled them over until Tracy was underneath him, then fucked her with every inch of strength in his body.

“Kris, yessssss!!! Fuck the shit out of me! Fuck!”

“Ohh shit, baby, you are so hot!”

“Don’t stop,” Tracy panted, definitely enjoying his cock in her snatch. “Fuck me more! Harder!”

He may have been considerably older than his son’s girlfriend and the mother of his grandchild, but Kris wanted to show her that even older guys can keep up with the likes of her in bed.

And there was no question Tracy was enjoying every minute of it.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh God, Kris,” she cried, grabbing his ass. “Give me more of your cock! Fuck me!”

He fucked her missionary for several more minutes before he pulled out his cock and turned her over, entering her hot, dripping cunt again from behind and giving it to her doggy style.

“You’re really enjoying this,” he said when he felt her about to cum again, gently slapping her ass.

“You’re sooooo hot, Kris…oh, God, fuck me harder.. I’m going to cum again…fuccccccck ME!”

Tracy then had another crashing orgasm; he felt her juices covering his cock as she came.

Again, he fucked her even harder and went deeper into her pussy just so she would have a great cum.

She came a couple more times while they fucked doggy, screaming at Kris to fuck her more, harder, deeper, faster!

“Jesus Kris, fuck the shit out of me! Fuck me!”

“Oh God, Tracy!” he called.

“Fuck me…fuck me…fuck me…fuck me…FUCK!”

He was so into the hot sex Tracy was so freely giving him, Kris almost didn’t feel the cum working its way up from his balls and about to shoot through his cock.

He hadn’t even thought of using anything and was reluctant to cum into her; the last thing he needed was for her to get pregnant again. Especially with [I]his[/I] child.

“Tracy…got to pull out. Baby, I’m going to cum!”

“No, Kris!” she protested. “Fuck me more till you cum! I want you to shoot it in me! Cum in me!”

“Tracy…oh God…I can’t…”

“I’m on the fucking pill now so Gus doesn’t knock me up again…fuck me and shoot it in my pussy!” she cried louder.

“Dammit, Kris, fucking cum in my pussy!”

“You want this cum, baby?” he asked, feeling better that she used protection and as I felt the first shot of his load approaching.

“Give it to me, Kris. Give me all that cum you got! Fill it with that hot cream! Cum in my pussy!”

“Shit! I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum in your hot little cunt!”

His cock then blew what seemed to be an eternity of bottled up cum deep into Tracy’s box; Kris felt as if he was shooting wads of it in Tracy’s pussy as she squealed with happiness feeling his hot semen pass into her.

When Kris finally finished, he gave a couple more thrusts in and out of her cunt before he pulled out.

“God Kris,” she breathed when he collapsed beside her, “You must have been really horny to fuck me that good!”

“You don’t even know the half of it, Tracy,” he said.

It hadn’t really hit him until later, and then he was embarrassed and guilt ridden about what had happened with the girl that was a little more than half his age.

Good God! He just had sex with his son’s girlfriend! Worse, he had ENJOYED IT!

Part2

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March 25, 2010

Erotic Hot Stories – Shopping with Maria

Filed under: Erotic Hot Stories — erotichotstories @ 12:57 pm
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It was early in the afternoon as I strode in to your kitchen with my empty cup. There you were, bending low, stacking dirty plates into the dishwasher. That ass sticking out provocatively….. so temptingly. But, just as a raise my hand to give it a playful slap you quickly stand upright. “Oh No Stan!” you chuckle, “No time for that! You owe me! So get your American Excuse Card primed ready. We’re going shopping and you’re paying!”

I gulp. Prising my wallet out of my back-pocket ain’t easy. What debt did I owe? What was this money for? I was a little confused. But you’re already slipping on your jacket, the keys to your Subaru dangling from your hand.

“Come on Stan! Get your leather jacket on! Remember that night you crept into my bedroom with your sharp knife and cut my nightie off me? Well…… you owe me for that nightie……. And I need recompense!”

Ooooeps! I had forgotten that! Yes….. I did owe you the cost of a new nightie. Didn’t I? I grabbed my leather jacket and quickly followed you out of the door.

“But Maria……….. can I drive?”

With maybe just a little apprehension you toss me the keys and I stride over to your car and climb behind the wheel as you climb into the passenger seat. “Don’t forget your seat-belt Maria,” I warn. I’m not sure if they’re a legal requirement in Pittsburgh but they are back home in Britain. My fingers brush against yours as we both fit our seat-belts and a little tingle of excitement rushes up my arm. I smile…. I do that a lot when I’m in your company.

I familiarise myself as regards where all the switches and dials all are and turn the key. The engine bursts into life and, after a little fiddle put the car into ‘Reverse’. A touch of ‘gas’ and the vehicle swings off your drive and into the highway. Mebbe just a little over-zealous with the brakes. Ooooeps! Sorry! Beginning to wish you hadn’t let me drive now. Too late! Selecting ‘Drive’ and we’re off! Just keep reminding me, as we leave Dorothy Avenue…….. that we’re supposed to be on the right side of the road here!

Following your directions we make good progress and despite a little error here and there I once more get the hang of driving on the right. Those unfamiliar road-markings took a little getting used to and your traffic lights are kinda tiny.

Quite soon we swung into the parking lot of the shopping mall and drove into a vacant bay. I’m sure I saw you wince as I swung your pride and joy in…. but don’t panic! The paintwork is still intact! Honestly!!

As your finding your purse and getting your thoughts together I quickly get out and am able to walk around to open your door. Chivalry? Or just an excuse to take your arm as you slide out of the seat to give you a warm kiss on the lips before slamming the car door shut and holding your hand as we stroll towards the door of the store. As the door swishes open automatically I release your hand but no…. you stop and turn to me.

“Oh no Stan,” you say quite sternly, “You’re not staying out here on the sidewalk whilst I shop! You’re coming in here with me to help me select something nice! Come on!”

And with that you grasp my hand and pull me inside the store!!

Oh heck! Clothes shopping with no avenue of retreat!! HELP!!

This is where men abandon all hope. We have to stay close to the woman we’re with. If anyone sees us loitering alone amidst rails of lacy garments we’re labeled perverts! But….. if we stand too close to our girls……. We get asked for our opinion! It’s a no-win situation! But….. faint hearts never win fair maidens so I follow you as you select a garment or two and…… as you stroll over to the changing rooms to try on your selection I’m more than happy to take a nearby seat and glance at a magazine thankful that at least no-one in the store will recognise me.

“Psssst!”

I glance up from my magazine and from behind the curtain of the changing room see your smiling face. “Psssst! Come here Stan! I need your opinion!” you beckon with some urgency.

Oh heck! My doom is guaranteed here! But I follow you through the curtain and into the changing room. There you are in a dress of gold and black, your back towards me as you admire your figure in the full length mirror. And….. I’m admiring your rear too…. the material clinging to your hips and the cheeks of your ass. And then….. just as I anticipated, I get the, “Does my bum look big in this?”

I take a seat in a small chair behind you. What doe I tell you? If I say “Yes,”…. you will pout! If I say “No,” you’ll accuse me of fibbing! Jeez!!

“Marie,” I murmur… “Your bum looks lovely!” Yes Maria… I’ve skirted around the question and I have a big smug grin on my face as I glance back down at my magazine. Only a second or two passes before……

“What about now?”

I glance up from my magazine and…..

JESUS CHRIST!

You have hitched up the material to show me a completely bare ass!!! Your feet move further apart and I can quite clearly see your fingers between your legs, teasing the little lips of your pussy apart. You turn towards me…… that familiar horny expression on your face.

A little whisper on your sweet lips, “Stan! Get your cock out! I want you to fuck me right here! Right Now! Right here in the store!”

And who am I to refuse a lovely woman like you? I can’t help but grin!

I unzip my trousers and tug them together with my boxers down my thighs, my cock already semi-hard with just the suggestion of a hot, fast shag outside of the bedroom. Well that……. and the sight of that sexy gold and black number clinging to your shapely curves. Your body always excites me Maria and……….. well……. my cock has a little eye all of its own. He can see your hot, horny curves too.

You take that step towards me bending down to arrive at my feet on your knees and with just a little lick to wet your lips, you take the head of my cock between your lips as your fingers grasp me cock around the base. Oh God! That’s nice! I lean back in the chair as with just a small movement of your shoulders my cock is completely enveloped inside your warm mouth. My hands in your hair as if you pull you onto my quickly stiffening cock but…… an unnecessary action for you know EXACTLY what I like. Sucking me in deep – before withdrawing to tease my helmet with your tongue. Blowing cool air on my balls before engulfing me again! What can I do? I need to do nothing but enjoy the sensation. My cock becomes solid…. eager….. even a little angry! God! You’re good at this!!

Eagerly I pull you up, my hands grasping at you to guide your face to mine. A hurried but full-on kiss as my other hand pushes your thighs apart to straddle me.

You laugh quietly, “Stan my darling! Now you’re the eager one!” But am I the only eager one here Maria? Already your fingers are guiding my urgent cock between your waiting pussy-lips. So briefly I feel your heated sex against my helmet before, with a small movement of your hips, my hot cock is enveloped completely inside your heated folds.

Your arms encircle my shoulders as your little pussy-muscles squeeze me. The tiny straps of the new dress slipping over the curve of your shoulders as your full breasts push against my T-shirt. My hands slip around you to grasp the cheeks of your bare ass as you begin to ride me. Slowly……. Deliberately…. Almost allowing my cock to slip from within you as you rise……. And your eager pussy squeezing me each time I’m buried deep. Our lips meet again….. a torrid, urgent kiss, your lips pressed hard against mine. My tongue slips easily between your lips to tease and taunt your tongue as your gyrations increase their tempo. My cock yearning inside your sweet cavern. Faster….. I groan again “Hush,” you warn…. “Else the sales assistant will hear us!”

You’re right of course but……. I want that release as I cum deep inside you. I want that explosive orgasm I always achieve with you. But…. I also want to hear your soft moans as you orgasm. I want to feel that pussy clenching wildly around my cock..

“Faster my darling,” I whisper… “Faster!”

Those nails raking against me as you lose control. And I know deep inside that you won’t achieve that ultimate explosion in this position. As your orgasm slows I slap your ass-cheek perhaps a little harder than I should. “Lift up Maria honey! Kneel! I want you to take you from behind!” an urgent agenda in my voice, “Kneel down so I can ram it into you doggy-style! NOW!!”

You need so second bidding and swiftly you move to the floor, the globes of your ass up in the air as I kneel behind you. Facing that full-length mirror, my eager hands guiding my stiff, hard cock. A push with my hips as I grasp your buttocks. I gasp as my cock pushes deep inside you. A little murmur escapes from your lips as I ram home. That’s when I notice her. I’m sure it’s her; the sales assistant who was standing behind the counter when we came into the store earlier. Her face just visible around the side of the dark curtain. But I’m past caring. She can call security if she likes. I’m buried deep inside a tight, wet pussy and there’s only one thing on my mind. I withdraw until just the head of my cock penetrates you……. And then pull your willing body back onto my slow thrust. Oh God. My eyes close as that sweet restriction grasps at my shaft and releases me for the next withdrawal…… and push. I open my eyes and glance back at the modesty-curtain. She’s still there….. watching….. listening as I fuck you deep.

She hasn’t noticed that she’s been seen though……. As I begin that slow rhythm…. Easing my thick, hard cock in and out of your slick sheath. ….. I can see her…. watching us.

I just grab you tighter, upping that seductive tempo. Feeling those sweet muscles squeezing me as I slide in and out. My cock sticky with your cream as I withdraw before plunging deep inside again. My belly slapping against your ass-cheeks. But I don’t care…… and our audience doesn’t seem to care either. She’s watching…… watching my cock disappear inside you. Her tongue flicks out to wet her lips. She’s a good-looking girl but… my rampant cock is already buried inside another good-looking girl! YOU!

My thrusts get faster! The knowledge of this good-looking woman watching us thrilling me still further and your pussy already clenching and squeezing my shaft already taking me to the edge of my self-control! I can feel my balls tighten. Yes… I’m close… and… Judging by your breathing… You’re close too!

The rough carpet digging into my knees as I thrust harder….. my fingers digging into the soft flesh of your hips as I pull you back. Thrusting savagely into your wetness. She’s still watching and I can see the curtain moving slightly. I think she’s rubbing herself as she watches. Watching us make out with an urgency. I try to subdue that low growl. But your whispered murmurs and tight, grasping pussy proves to be too much for me! My thigh muscles tighten and my balls tense! That’s it!! I can’t hold back no more! “Arghhh FUCK!” My angry cock leaps inside you as it spits its load into your heated pussy! Burying myself as deep as I can be, my balls pushed against your hot slit! “Arghhh YESS!” Again, uncontrollable.. My balls pumping…… My seed squirting deep.. Flooding your pink secret… Once more!! My eyes tightly closed as that urges wracks through my very soul! Splashing Aching Needing!!! Your pussy muscles clenching at my spewing cock!! I begin to thrust once more…….just to ensure you complete your orgasm….. slowing as your little eruption subsides. Spent. Done! Satisfied. Complete.

That tenderness returns…… my knees actually hurt. I lean back… My cock already subsiding as it slips from your hot pussy. I lean over to kiss each of your buttocks in turn….. my beard tickling your sensitive skin. I stand and retrieve my clothes noticing that our secret observer has gone.

“Come on Maria,” I whisper kinda breathlessly….. “Time we were gone!” As you slip out of that dress I readjust my trousers….. making sure I’m zipped securely and step out through the curtain hiding my still evident bulge with the magazine.

What ya gonna do now Maria? Will you leave the dress in the changing room? Or do a Monica Lewinsky and keep the dress as evidence? And……… whatever you decide….. it seems I’m still liable for the cost!!

END

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March 24, 2010

Erotic Hot Stories – Learning from a Teacher

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The dark holds him close, like a lover maybe, he thought with a grin. The dark is his friend, his protection. It is a summer night. There is no moon. The stars twinkle above him as he waits in his hiding place.

His name is Jimmy. He is an eighteen year old senior at Hay Long High. He is hidden, waiting as he has before, waiting for Mrs. Johnson to appear.

Jimmy is an athletic kid. A little over six feet tall with a strong body from playing basketball at school and on any playground where he could find a game. His brown hair is cut close, his brown eyes reflective of intelligence and a sense of humor. Tonight he’s wearing jeans, some old basketball shoes, no socks, and his favorite t-shirt. The t-shirt is black with a great abstract design on the front. J.C.Q., it says, for John Coltrane Quartet, his father told him. His father had picked it up on a trip into the City, a shop in Soho. Jimmy liked the t-shirt but knew little about J.C.Q. He thought they were a band similar to the Dave Matthews Band.

Jimmy is patient while he waits. The binoculars hanging around his neck are ready, willing partners in a special experience.

Mrs. Johnson usually comes down to her family room around 9:00 p.m. She is always alone. He had found her to be a pretty predictable person.

Jimmy knows a lot about Mrs. Johnson. She teaches English at his high school. She is divorced. She lives alone. Her only child, her son, Alex, is away being a freshman at Ohio State. Jimmy and Alex had played varsity basketball together last year. They had been good friends. I suppose we still are, thought Jimmy. Jimmy guessed Mrs. Johnson to be a little less than forty years old. Close, maybe. She has brown hair cut short, and brown eyes much like his own. She works out. Jimmy has watched her working out at the local YMCA. She usually runs on a treadmill for twenty or thirty minutes then goes through the Nautilus machines hard. In fact, it was at the YMCA where Jimmy first started taking an interest in Mrs. Johnson. He had been in and out of the Johnson home for years as he and Alex grew up moving from playground to playground for pick-up basketball games.

Mrs. Johnson had always been nice when she’d seen him but Jimmy really hadn’t taken much notice of her. But in the gym it had been different. Mrs. Johnson worked out hard, pushing herself. Jimmy liked that. Jimmy also liked the look of her frame. Her legs are strong, firm, shaped, her ass tight and just right, a high jumper’s ass, her middle tapered, flat, her shoulders perfect in a strong yet feminine way, her breasts not too large but having a fullness that he could really get into. And her pubic hair is dark brown and untrimmed. Jimmy hadn’t seen her pubic hair at the gym, but he knew about it. He had seen it many times when she came down to the family room alone in her white cloth robe.

Jimmy had come to recognize that Mrs. Johnson plays on the internet.

Most nights after 9:00 p.m. or so she comes downstairs to the family room wearing only her white robe. She sits in front of the computer reading then typing, reading then typing, reading then typing. Sometimes, most times lately, she eventually opens the robe and plays with herself. And Jimmy watches through his father’s expensive binoculars.

But tonight Jimmy hoped things might be a bit different. Tonight it was actually nearly 9:15 when she came down the stairs and into the family room. As always she is wearing the white robe. There are monogrammed initials on the sleeve, maybe from a hotel or something, but Jimmy can’t quite read what they are. She is carrying a mug of something to drink, tea or coffee, perhaps. As she walks by the computer on the desk, she turned it on, continuing to walk past it to the table with the lit lamp.

She dims the light and turns. In her turn, Jimmy catches a glimmer of her leg moving through the front of the robe. Her tanned smooth leg makes him remember her working out. Jimmy has actually stood behind Mrs. Johnson in the gym while she did squats with weights. He watched her ass move back and down, dipping low before powering the bar up. Jimmy watched in the gym and he remembered seeing that same ass here in her family room. That same nice ass, naked, straining, moving seductively while her fingers worked between her legs.

Tonight Mrs. Johnson clicked through various places on her computer. Jimmy could see the screen shift and pause to change. He is thankful for the lamp by the couch. Without it the dim blue light from the computer would only give him shapes and shadows to see. The lamp cast an amber light on Mrs. Johnson where she sat.

Jimmy guessed that she usually ended up in some sort of chat room on the internet. He had seen a few of those but not spent enough time to really discover how to use them. Tonight she seemed to find what she wanted pretty quickly. Maybe it’s just that she got a late start, he thought.

Mrs. Johnson sipped from her mug and appeared to be reading. She sat the mug down and began to type. Jimmy watched her fingers move gracefully over the keyboard. He looked at the shape of her neck rising out of the pillow of the robe’s collar. She wore no earrings, no jewelry that he could see. She must have just taken a bath, he was thinking.

It’s starting, he said to himself. He watched her hand now free of the mug move into the top of the robe. She is caressing her breasts, he could see. Her hand moves back and forth giving each breast equal time, equal arousal, equal touching.

Mrs. Johnson moved away from the computer, surprising Jimmy. This is new. She sits on the couch and reaches for the phone. She dials, waits, and begins to talk. He sees her smiling, appearing to be whispering in spite of no one else being in the house. Then he sees her hand move into the front of the robe at her waist. Her hand moves downward. And then he knows she is touching her pussy. She has to be, he thinks.

Her left leg moves up, her foot to the coffee table, and he can see her hand pressing into her. Her fingers are flat, moving slowly over her clit. Her untrimmed full pubic hair bunches around her fingers.

She is still talking on the phone. Her head is back against the couch, her eyes closed. Jimmy sees her middle finger push inside her to gather moisture before it returns to her clit. Her hand moves up from her pussy and pushes back the robe from her breasts before slowly circling each nipple with her wet finger. Then it’s back to her pussy, rubbing more urgently, faster, harder.

Jimmy’s nerves were challenging him. If you ever, he told himself, if you ever. No one had to tell him, no one had to be there to coach him or push him. He knew.

Jimmy rose from his hiding place and began to walk toward the front door of Mrs. Johnson’s house.

Jimmy finishes knocking a second series of taps and begins to wonder if she will come to the door. His hand rises to knock one last time when a light comes on in the vestibule. Mrs. Johnson, holding her white robe closed at her breast, peeps through the glass window beside the front door.

“Jimmy?” he hears her say.

“Yes, Mrs. Johnson,” he calls back trying to smile.

The dead bolt lock clicks and she pulls the door open with a quizzical look on her face.

“Jimmy,” she says, “What is it?”

“May I come in, Mrs. Johnson?” Jimmy asks

“It’s late, Jimmy,” she answers, “and I just got out of the bath.”

“I won’t take but just a minute,” he smiles.

She steps back offering him passage inside. He steps through the door with a sense of achievement. He smells the faint smell of soap, shampoo, and sex. Or maybe, he thinks to himself, the sex smell is a vanilla candle or something. Jimmy hadn’t smelled the smell of a woman’s sex enough to really recognize it with certainty.

Mrs. Johnson stands with her robe pulled tightly together obviously trying to figure why Jimmy would be on her doorstep at such a late hour.

“I talked with Alex by phone today,” he began. “He sounds like he’s having fun at State. Anyway, he mentioned some music, a few CDs, he’d let me borrow. You mind if I go up to his room and get them, Mrs. Johnson?”

“You came here to get some CDs?” she almost smiles.

“Yes, Ma’am,” he responds with his best bullshit look.

“Okay, come on.” And with that she starts up the stairs, that nice ass working in naked bliss under the well-washed white robe.

Jimmy followed but not too closely. He wanted to be able to see that ass moving.

In the upstairs hall, Mrs. Johnson stops at Alex’s old bedroom door. She steps back wordlessly and watches as Jimmy steps inside. The room was already lit. Alex’s old brass double bed stood between the door and the bookshelves under the window. Guessing, Jimmy moves to the bookshelves and begin to search through the CDs. While he looks he tries to ad lib his next move. Just leave, he wondered? Try to talk with her maybe?

“Jimmy?” Mrs. Johnson says from the doorway.

He turns to see her staring at him.

“Why do you have those binoculars around your neck?” she asks quietly.

“Oh, these,” he smiles. Oh, shit, he thinks. “They’re for, ah, comets, shooting stars. Supposed to be a lot of them tonight.”

“Do you watch them from your knees?” she asks evenly.

“Ma’am?”

“From your knees, Jimmy,” she continues. “The knees of your jeans are muddy. You’ve been kneeling somewhere. The mud is wet so it wasn’t long ago.”

Jimmy looked down at his pants wondering if all mothers went to some secret agent school of interrogation and analysis.

“Jimmy,” Mrs. Johnson says firmly but still quietly. “Have you been looking in my windows at me?”

He doesn’t answer.

“Jimmy?” she presses.

“Yes, Ma’am.” He knew nothing else to say.

Jimmy is frozen kneeling beside the bookcase in Alex’s room. Mrs. Johnson has fixed him with her schoolteacher stare. What seems like an eternity to Jimmy is unfolding. She must be thinking about the police, my parents, the CIA, he tells himself.

“Jimmy,” she began, “I know your reputation around school. Kids say they know nothing about you. Even the girls you date say you don’t really tell them anything. I’ve heard all that.”

He only nods. Privacy is important, he thought.

“So,” she continues, “my hunch is that you’ve told no one about watching me. Have you?”

“No, Ma’am,” he admits.

Mrs. Johnson leans back against the door and sighs.

“Did you like what you saw, Jimmy?” she almost whispers.

Jimmy only nods his head, yes. He is afraid to speak.

“If I were to let you see more, do more, could I count on you to keep it to yourself, not tell anyone?” she asks.

Yes, again he nods.

“I’ll show you, Jimmy,” she whispers, “but you can’t touch unless I ask you to. Understood?”

Again, a nod, yes.

“But I don’t know you well enough to trust you not to touch me,” she says hurriedly, “so one condition.”

His eyebrows ask the question.

“You have to stretch out on the bed,” she says, “and let me tie you down to make sure you won’t touch without permission. Then I’ll show you more, maybe do more, than you could ever have seen through my window. Agreed?”

It was a no brainer thought Jimmy as he moved to lie down on Alex’s brass bed. Mrs. Johnson turned and left the doorway. She was back before he could make sure he wasn’t getting the bedcovers dirty. She had four men’s neckties.

She stands at the foot of the bed, the robe fitting her more loosely now, showing the cleavage he had seen in the gym. She smiles at him. “Ready?” she asks.

“Yes,” is his weak reply.

Mrs. Johnson begins tying his ankles with the men’s neckties, securing each one to the brass footboard. She moves up to lean over him, beginning to secure his wrists the same way. He could smell her well now. The smell of soap and gentle perfume. She finishes and stands surveying him, convincing herself that he is secure.

He looks up trying to anticipate the next move. Would she drop the robe for him? But she walks back out the bedroom door and is gone without a word.

When she comes back, she has a few things with her. He sees a pair of scissors and a Polaroid camera. And he knows that he may have made a error in judgment.

Mrs. Johnson looks down at Jimmy and smiles. “It’s time for some fun, Jimmy,” she almost coos. “And by the way, Alex hasn’t been at school for about a month now. He’s in Europe.”

Mrs. Johnson drops her robe to the floor and picks up the scissors.

Mrs. Johnson stands naked at the end of the bed. She has the scissors in her hand. She begins to wordlessly cut the shoelaces from Jimmy’s shoes. Jimmy looks at her without thought to his situation. Her breasts are nicer than he had thought looking through the window. Her shoulders are indeed strong, her middle slightly wash-boarded with muscle. She is beautiful, he tells himself.

She has the laces out of both his shoes. The shoes are pulled off his sockless feet and thrown toward the wall.

“My name is Judy,” she says. “And I don’t want you to speak. Agreed?”

Jimmy nods, yes.

Judy begins to cut a path up the side of his jeans pant leg. Jimmy can feel the underside working parts of the scissors. Judy works fast but he still feels safe. His jeans are cut off and gone collected in a pile in the floor. She moves up to his t-shirt and begins the same cut-away procedure. He gives no thought to his favorite t-shirt dying this defamed death. He could only watch this beautiful naked woman as she works.

His cock has already risen to the moment when Judy arrives at his briefs. She lays her hand on him testing his hardness before snipping away his underwear with the scissors. Her hand takes his cock testing it again, stroking it slowly before she steps away from the bed and picks up the camera.

She begins snapping away, taking pictures as she walked around the room to get different angles and distances. “These pictures are going in a safety deposit box at the bank,” she says. “If you ever, if you EVER tell anyone anything about tonight, these pictures come out in the open. You had better understand me.” Jimmy nods, yes, with real conviction. She puts the camera down and leaves the room to put the pictures in a safe place.

She comes back quietly. Jimmy’s cock is still standing straight in the air, throbbing, weaving around as if to find a lover or Jimmy’s hand. Judy walks to the side of the bed and slowly begins to crawl up and over Jimmy.

“You are going to please me,” she murmurs, “and you are going to do it well.”

Jimmy watches her pussy, excited to be seeing it so close. Her hips rise above his chest. She rests her weight on one knee and steps across him to plant a foot on the bed. She takes his head in her hand, holding him by his hair, and pushes her pussy hard into his face. Instinctively Jimmy sticks out his tongue and tries to lick but Judy is using him to fuck herself, not relying on him to know how or accomplish anything. She is already very wet. Her wetness passes to Jimmy’s face wetting him. His nose brushes against her clit and makes her jump but she keeps humping him, fucking his face for all she is worth. He has no technical clue but he senses that she is cumming. Her body begins to shiver and tense until finally she grabs his head with both hands pulling him hard against her spasming lips. He pushes his tongue out as far as he can in hopes of pleasing her and catching any of her essence. She slowly pushes his head back to the bed and settles down on him, resting. He can barely breathe but who would complain?

Judy seems to rouse out of a sleep beginning to move. She moves up toward the head of the bed a little higher on his face. He thinks for a moment she is getting off him but then he hears her say, “Lick my asshole now. Do it.” And he does, tasting the wetness from her pussy spread over her puckered ass. He pushes his tongue hard toward her, the tip getting just inside her ring.

Without a word, Judy eases off him. “Good boy,” she whispers.

She turns and straddles his face. He thinks she intends to take his cock in her mouth but he feels nothing happening down there.

“Look at my pussy,” she says to him. “Is this the pussy you’ve been wanting to see? Look at it. She is almost shouting now.

He can feel her hot breath on his cock, his balls, his legs. She isn’t touching him only blowing on him first with heated breath then with cooling air. Her pussy is right in his face just out of reach. Its lips are swollen and thick. Her hair matted with her cum and his spit. Her asshole shining from the same mixture.

Jimmy could feel his cock lurching, jerking. He had no control over it. Judy quickly steps over him taking away her pussy. She gracefully settles between his spread legs looking up to him. She alternates watching his eyes and his jumping untouched cock. With a grin she dips her head low and runs her tongue over his balls. That is all it takes. His cock begins to shoot cum up in an arch across his belly, the first splat landing on his chest, others, many others, following to build dripping puddles on his stomach.

Judy moves up the bed slowly running her fingers through his cum. She holds her fingers to his lips and begins to spread the hot salty liquid over his face and tongue.

“You are a good boy,” she smiles. “But tomorrow is a school day. We both need some sleep. Session over.”

He starts to say something to object but her glare stops him. He can only hope there will be other lessons.

THE END

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