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The next morning – after Jenny had come to my bedroom, sucked and fucked me while Bob, her boyfriend, was in the next room – I went down to breakfast wary of what Bob would say and do.
They were late getting up – well, it was Saturday – but eventually Bob appeared.
“Morning Ian – hope you enjoyed Jenny last night, I wasn’t up to it, but she certainly seems to have enjoyed herself.”
I didn’t know what to say, so I just continued to eat my breakfast.
Bob sensed my nervousness “No hard feelings,” he said “But keep this between us, and don’t expect it to happen again, OK?”
“OK.” In my defence, I could have said Jenny seduced me, not the other way around, but Bob already knew this, and so no more was said – at least not by Bob.
Time moved on quickly, and within 18 months Bob and Jenny were married, we went to the wedding as friends (by that time I had taken up with Jan), and have remained close friends ever since.
Another year later and Jan and I were married, and kids came along – Bob and Jenny had girls, while we had boys. Being the same age, we kept in touch, and as the children grew up took occasional holidays together – boating on the canals and sometimes camping.
During these trips, it was inevitable that, on occasion, Jenny and I were alone together, and although she teased me with the odd touch or kiss on the cheek, we never let it go further.
While my memories of that night stayed vivid, my main frustration was that I had never got to see and enjoy Jenny’s lovely body, it had been so dark, I had to rely on my imagination to see her breasts and nipples, and pussy. They moved away for Bob’s work, and we didn’t see them often, but Jenny fell pregnant again – by this time her girls were 8 and 6, and they visited shortly after the birth. Jenny was breast feeding and was not shy about feeding the baby in front of us, so I did eventually get to see her tits – her nipples chocolate brown and enlarged. I am sure Jenny did this deliberately to tease me.
Years went by, our children grew up went to Uni and got jobs, and we only met up once or twice a year for dinner. Then one day, Jenny phoned to say they were going on holiday to France, and would we like to come. They had found a nice Gite in the countryside and it was big enough for four of us. It so happened that we were also looking for a similar type of break, and so we all went off to France.
The Gite was lovely, right out in the sticks, and miles from anywhere. It had a hot tub outside on the deck, but no pool. We lazed around, reading novels, enjoyed the sun, drank lots of wine, and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.
Halfway through the two week holiday, Jan realised that she had run out of her prescription pills (for blood pressure), and Bob offered to drive her to the village and help her at the pharmacy – his french was much better than mine. So, off they went, for pills and shopping, a journey which would take at least two hours, leaving me alone with Jenny.
The sun was already beating down and it was hot and humid, and no sooner had they driven off, than Jenny announced that she was going to cool off in the hot tub, and a glass of wine would be very welcome. I took the hint and found a fresh bottle, poured a couple of glasses, and took them out to the deck.
Jenny was immersed in the tub, but I immediately saw that she had taken off her bikini top and I could see her breasts in the bubbling water. “Come on in.” She ordered, so I gave her the wine and climbed in beside her.
To be continued
terry and wife
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terry had been my first cock,we had contacted each other through an internet site, we arranged to meet his the next friday.as arranged i phoned to make sure coast was clear, it was said will be there in 10 mins.
terry opened the door dressed in his dressing gown we walked in the lounge terry turned round dropping his robe,he stood stark naked his cock pointing upwards.i put my hand around his erection wanking along its length.
i placed his cock in my mouth as i removed my shirt, jeans,and finally my boxers. he reached down grasping my cock as he led me to the bedroom, he pushed me on the bed and moved on top of me rubbing his cock over mine, theres nothing like it 2 erect cocks against each other, we kissed long and hard our tongues in each others mouths still caressing our cocks together.
terry moved in to a 69 position as he sucked me off i licked along his crack pushing my tongue into his hole i heard him moan as i replaced my tongue with a finger and moving down to take his cock sucking along its length feeling all the veins i could taste his precum seeping out of its end.
i carried on sucking his cock while caressing his balls he started to moan and pushed his cock down my throat causing me to choke but he caried on thrusting his cock until i felt him tense as he emptied his cock into my mouth,
just then the bedroom door opened and there stood terrys wife, i tried to pull the bed covers over my naked cock as terry slipped his cock from my mouth but strangely my cock was still erect,wendy terrys wife stepped towards the bed telling us to carry on as she was going to watch ,she told terry to lay on the bed and i had to suck his dick as she romoved her blouse and skirt,wendy was about 35, 5ft tall, dark hair with lovely full tits,she stood in bra and knickers and hold ups.
asi sucked terry her fingers undid her bra releasing those lovely tits her fingers slid over the nipples making them stand out further, her other hand slid into her panties rubbing along her clit,she sat on the chair removing her panties we wanked our cocks watching wendy pull her lips apart inserting her fingers in her juicy hairy cunt.
i couldnt believe it my fantasy coming true wendy walked over kneeling over my mouth she said to terry i was going to lick her out while he wanked me off. she lowered her cunt onto my mouth i pushed my tongue into her hot juicy cunt as i felt terrys hand on my cock and balls, she rubbed her cunt along my mouth covering my face with her juice, terry put wendy on all fours i watched as his cock entered her cunt disappearing inside her icould feel my own cock throbbing as i watched them fuck i raised my head and licked them both terry slipped his cock into my mouth then back into wendys cunt.
wendy started to scream as she orgasmed again and again as terry emptied his load into her,i watched the spunk seep out as his cock slid from her cunt i raised my head licking it from her. she told terry to sit in the chair as she turned around facing my feet she leaned back taking hold of my cock then fed it into her cunt, it felt hot and wet my cock sliding in amongst both their juices, she started to fuck my cock sliding along its 7inches she sat on my cock holding my balls,
she started to fuck me quicker i said i wouldnt last long,she told terry to put his face near my cock he licked his wifes cunt as she rode my cock, i said i was cumming wendy told terry to open his mouth as she took my cock and wanked into her husbands mouth.
we layed there afterwards stroking each other wendy saying she liked to watch men together then join in, wendy watched as we sucked and fucked each other she even fed his cock into me and wanked me whilst her husband fucked me.we played for the rest of the day including both of us in wendy at once one horny couple.
terry had been my first cock,we had contacted each other through an internet site, we arranged to meet his the next friday.as arranged i phoned to make sure coast was clear, it was said will be there in 10 mins.
terry opened the door dressed in his dressing gown we walked in the lounge terry turned round dropping his robe,he stood stark naked his cock pointing upwards.i put my hand around his erection wanking along its length.
i placed his cock in my mouth as i removed my shirt, jeans,and finally my boxers. he reached down grasping my cock as he led me to the bedroom, he pushed me on the bed and moved on top of me rubbing his cock over mine, theres nothing like it 2 erect cocks against each other, we kissed long and hard our tongues in each others mouths still caressing our cocks together.
terry moved in to a 69 position as he sucked me off i licked along his crack pushing my tongue into his hole i heard him moan as i replaced my tongue with a finger and moving down to take his cock sucking along its length feeling all the veins i could taste his precum seeping out of its end.
i carried on sucking his cock while caressing his balls he started to moan and pushed his cock down my throat causing me to choke but he caried on thrusting his cock until i felt him tense as he emptied his cock into my mouth,
just then the bedroom door opened and there stood terrys wife, i tried to pull the bed covers over my naked cock as terry slipped his cock from my mouth but strangely my cock was still erect,wendy terrys wife stepped towards the bed telling us to carry on as she was going to watch ,she told terry to lay on the bed and i had to suck his dick as she romoved her blouse and skirt,wendy was about 35, 5ft tall, dark hair with lovely full tits,she stood in bra and knickers and hold ups.
asi sucked terry her fingers undid her bra releasing those lovely tits her fingers slid over the nipples making them stand out further, her other hand slid into her panties rubbing along her clit,she sat on the chair removing her panties we wanked our cocks watching wendy pull her lips apart inserting her fingers in her juicy hairy cunt.
i couldnt believe it my fantasy coming true wendy walked over kneeling over my mouth she said to terry i was going to lick her out while he wanked me off. she lowered her cunt onto my mouth i pushed my tongue into her hot juicy cunt as i felt terrys hand on my cock and balls, she rubbed her cunt along my mouth covering my face with her juice, terry put wendy on all fours i watched as his cock entered her cunt disappearing inside her icould feel my own cock throbbing as i watched them fuck i raised my head and licked them both terry slipped his cock into my mouth then back into wendys cunt.
wendy started to scream as she orgasmed again and again as terry emptied his load into her,i watched the spunk seep out as his cock slid from her cunt i raised my head licking it from her. she told terry to sit in the chair as she turned around facing my feet she leaned back taking hold of my cock then fed it into her cunt, it felt hot and wet my cock sliding in amongst both their juices, she started to fuck my cock sliding along its 7inches she sat on my cock holding my balls,
she started to fuck me quicker i said i wouldnt last long,she told terry to put his face near my cock he licked his wifes cunt as she rode my cock, i said i was cumming wendy told terry to open his mouth as she took my cock and wanked into her husbands mouth.
we layed there afterwards stroking each other wendy saying she liked to watch men together then join in, wendy watched as we sucked and fucked each other she even fed his cock into me and wanked me whilst her husband fucked me.we played for the rest of the day including both of us in wendy at once one horny couple.
Holiday Fling
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After being married to Phil for 15 years I know what to expect on holiday. He'll get pissed. Most of the year he just goes out at the weekends, gets drunk with the lads and that's it. Holidays he starts at lunchtime and carries on until he falls asleep which is usually early evening. Last year rather than a beach holiday with all the bars and hotels I decided to book a cottage in France. About half a mile outside a small town, two cottages sharing a swimming pool in the gardens. The other cottage was unoccupied and we, or more precisely, I had the pool to myself. Surrounded by trees and a wall it was very private and I decided to sunbathe nude. Phil had discovered a bar in the local town and wondered down at lunchtime returning in the evening, a bite to eat a few more drinks and he was out cold for the night. Frustrating as the hot sun makes me randy. No cock, just my fingers or one of my vibrators and my imagination.
The first week passed and I was getting a nice all over tan. I shaved my pussy before the holiday and even between my legs was getting brown. I'd found swimming and sunbathing nude liberating. I've always had a bit of a thing about outdoor sex, something Phil refused to do and had taken to laying on the lounger playing with myself. By the middle of the week I was taking my vibrator with me, having long leisurely wanks, confident I wouldn't be disturbed. Phil had gone to the bar, it was the end of our first week, late on the Saturday afternoon and I was laid on a lounger by the pool. I'd just rubbed sun oil on, finishing with my pussy. Rubbing the oil between my legs, my pussy had moistened. It felt nice so, I shut my eyes, and continued fingering my hole. Masturbating in the open air, imagining I was being fucked, feeling very naughty, isn't something I'd normally do, but this holiday I was making the most of the chance. My pussy was quickly soaking, my fingers drenched in cunt honey, slipping in and out, teasing my clitty. I needed more than my fingers and took my vibrator from the bag, switched it on, holding it against my clit, before pushing in my pussy. Just what I wanted, I started moaning, writhing on the vibrating pretend prick, really letting myself go, climaxing loudly, before slumping on the lounger, vibrator still humming in my pussy, feeling well satisfied.
It must have been only seconds after I came that the gate to the pool area opened noisily. My eyes shot open, as a male voice called “Are you all right? We heard a noise” A look of concern on their faces, turning to shock as they saw the vibrator in my cunt and realised that the sounds they'd heard were me masturbating and cumming. I don't think I've ever been so embarrassed in my life. I felt myself blush as I sat up, belatedly realising I still had the vibe stuffed in my pussy, as I frantically looked for my bikini pants, the vibrator, slipping from my pussy, humming on the ground. With all the dignity I could muster, I put my pants on before asking who they were.
They apologised for making me jump and introduced themselves, Rob and Mac. I made an embarrassed joke about them catching me, laughing it off. Sitting chatting I found they had rented the other cottage, just the two of them and were on a cycling holiday, intending to do parts of the routes used by the Tour de France locally. After about half an hour they got up to finish unpacking and unloading their bikes, remarking that they would be out most days hinting that I would be OK sunbathing nude. I went to our cottage a few minutes later and changed into some shorts and T shirt, made three mugs of tea. I was about to take them over when I decided to take my T shirt off. I felt very daring, my tits swaying gently as I walked over topless, talking as the checked their bikes, feeling slightly disappointed that they seemed more interested in their bikes than my tits. I began to wonder, two blokes together, if they were gay, reinforced by the fact that they weren't staring at my tits. I'd had a good look at them, both mid twenties, around 6 feet tall, very fit looking, both wearing tight cycling shorts, clinging to their bums and, I couldn't help notice, outlining their cocks.
I was still feeling horny from the afternoon, partly because I knew they'd seen me masturbating, and really needed a good shag. Phil would be a waste of time, I was expecting him back, probably drunk so not much chance. I didn't tell him what had happened and even if I had he probably would have forgotten by the morning. He had something to eat, two or three drinks then staggered off to bed. I sat trying to read but my mind kept wandering, thinking about Rob and Mac, imagining them fucking me. My pussy got wet and I slipped my panties off, fingering myself. I could see my reflection in the mirror as I wanked. I took in my body, my tits are still a firm 34c, pert with hard little nipples, my legs and bum trim, although I'm almost 40. I’d never been unfaithful to Phil, and began to wonder if I had the chance would or could I take it.
The next morning I saw them getting ready to go cycling and went out to chat, just wearing a thin cotton wrap. I knew that in the bright sunlight it was see through and they would be able to see I was naked underneath. Just to make sure, before I went out I loosened the tie, so the front hung open, partially revealing my tits and with each step the wrap parted, exposing my pussy. I was still wondering if they they might me gay, but was gratified to see their eyes following me and I'm pretty sure, the bulges in their shorts growing before they got on the bikes. I watched them ride off, then showered before going to sit by the pool waiting for Phil to leave. As soon as he'd gone I took off my bikini, and lay with my legs open, daydreaming as I stroked my pussy, trying to pluck up the courage to offer myself to Rob or Mac or perhaps both. I tried to think of a way to contrive a situation to make it obvious I was available and willing to have sex with them, without looking to much of a slut.
I still hadn't really come up with a plan when they returned about 2 hours later, much sooner than I'd expected. I was by the pool when Rob appeared. I forced myself to leave my legs open so he got a good eyeful of my cunt as he hurried over. Mac had fallen from his bike and cut and grazed his leg and could I help. Without thinking I got up and followed him into the cottage completely naked. Mac was in his room laid on his front, his top off, shorts, ripped to shreds, his thigh and bum, both grazed. Sheepishly, Rob explained that the grazing needed cleaning and he didn't want to touch Mac's arse and would I mind doing it. I had a look in the first aid kit, found the scissors and cut up the sides of his shorts and pulled them away. The cuts and bruises weren't actually to bad but I made a show of cleaning them up then told him to roll over. I'd already noticed that they both shaved their legs (cyclists shave because it is more hygienic if they fall they told me), as he rolled over revealing his cock balls were also smoothly shaved. Quite distracting, trying to clean him, thinking how sexy it looked, whilst wondering what his shaved cock would be like in my smooth pussy. My hand was almost touching his prick and it started to stiffen. Rob muttered “I'll leave you to it” and left the room. I looked up at Mac “How are you feeling?” I asked. “A bit stiff” he replied, then realising what he'd said “I mean....” Before he finished I took his prick in my hand. “I think I can see what's stiff. A massage should help” It was to much to resist, his growing prick, 7 or 7 ? inches of hard cock. I felt confident, in charge and determined to suck his cock, for starters.
I started slowly wanking his cock, squeezing it gently, spreading the clear liquid oozing from the tip over the knob end. I bent forward, being careful of his leg, massaging his balls, then kissed them before sucking them, his hard cock touching my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked the underside of his prick from base to tip, then ran the tip of my tongue around the helmet, slowly licking to the eye savouring the taste of the clear liquid. I took his cock between my lips, just the glans sucking and nibbling, teasing his cock into my mouth. I sucked harder, taking more than half his length, bobbing my head up and down his prick. He gave a quiet groan, moving his hips to meet my mouth, as if fucking my face. I glanced up at him, his eyes screwed shut, mouth open, another groan. I sucked harder, moving faster, I felt his hands holding my head still, then “Don't stop. I'm going to cum” I heard a sound, Rob fresh from the shower, towel around his waist, his cock hard, standing next to the bed watching. He'd returned just in time, Mac gave a thrust and his spunk exploded from his cock into my mouth, three hard spurts of tasty young cock milk. It tasted completely different to Phils spunk, sweet instead of bitter, much more pleasant to take in my mouth and swallow.
I was on heat and needed satisfying, my pussy juices, running down my thighs, I needed fucking. I was kneeling on the bed, bum in the air, Rob standing near me. I reached for the towel and pulled it off and grabbed hold of his prick. Not as long as Mac's, but much fatter. “Don't just stand there. I want your cock. Fuck me” I demanded. I moved my bum towards him, opened my legs wider. He placed his hands on my hips, his prick touched my hole then he slid it along my slit. I shuddered as it made contact with my clitty, rubbing it against the hard little button. I wiggled my bum, feeling his prick as it entered me, his fat cock stretching my hole, his lovely slippery shaft, sliding deep inside my cunt. I'd thought he was shy, but he gave no sign now, fucking me as Mac watched. I reached between my legs, fingertips stroking my clitty, frigging it softly, adding to the wonderful sensations centred on my cunt and Rob's prick pumping my hole. I felt him spreading my buttocks, saliva drip on my bum then his fingers, touching my anus, rubbing his spit in. I felt him push a finger firmly against my bum hole, breaking through the tightness then sliding inside, probing my arse hole. I gave a moan of absolute satisfaction, as he began to fuck me faster, a second finger, pushed into my arse, finger fucking my arse hole, cock fucking my cunt. I could feel my pussy, tingling, an orgasm building, ripples of pleasure, coursing through my body. My nipples stuck out erect, a warmth spreading from my pussy, as he slammed his prick in me hard. I felt his cock almost throbbing in my pussy, my cunt muscles contracting, milking his cock as I climaxed. I heard him ask if I wanted him to pull out. “NO! NO! CUM IN MY PUSSY. SPUNK IN MY CUNT” I shouted. He buried his cock inside me and held still, his cock pumping my cunt full of his seed.
His spunk was dribbling from my cunt as he withdrew. I stood and went to the bathroom and wiped my pussy, thinking about what I'd just done, no regrets, wondering how soon I could get him hard again for another fuck. Back in the bedroom, Mac was dozing, so I thought it best to leave him, took Robs arm and suggested going out to the pool. He dived in and I sat on the side, with my feet in the water watching him swimming naked. I could see him watching me as he floated on his back, his cock already looking semi hard. I lifted my legs from the water, resting my feet on the edge and slowly opened my legs. I looked down my cunt, gaping open still juicy and slick, his spunk still leaking out. I touched my clitoris with my fingers, it still felt aroused, rubbing it before pushing a couple of fingers in my pussy. He swam closer, watching me masturbate, fingering my cunt with one hand, my other hand caressing my tits, teasing the nipples erect. I could see his cock, fully erect under the water as he stood between my legs. He placed his hands on my thighs, spreading my legs wider then pulled me closer, my pussy on the pool edge and buried his face in my cunt, licking sucking, poking my cunt with his tongue. Two or three minutes of his tongue lapping my pussy and I was getting close to cumming, gasping that I wanted him to fuck me once more. I lay on a towel and he took me by the pool, I came almost as soon as he entered me, then he fucked me until we both climaxed.
We lay by the pool in the sun, not realising how late it was until I heard Phil calling my name. I quickly pulled on my bikini pants and was putting on the top when I intercepted him just before he reached the pool. All he was interested in was his dinner, and I led him back to the cottage. Looking out of the kitchen window a minute later, I had to smile as Rob scurried in to his cottage, naked. Once Phil had gone to bed and was sleeping I went over to the other cottage and spent the night with Rob, returning to my cottage about 6am. Over the next three days, I sucked Mac off several times, he was to sore to fuck, and lost count of the times I was fucked by Rob. By mid week Mac had recovered and they went out cycling and I invited them over for a meal with me and Phil. Phil suspected nothing, He called them the “Gay Boys” when he mentioned them. He staggered off the bed straight after the meal. We gave him half an hour, then Mac fucked me while I sucked off Rob, quite a thrill having sex with Phil upstairs.
We were leaving on the Saturday, Phil I knew would stay sober on the Friday for the drive home so Thursday was was my last night with Rob and Mac. They went out for about 4 hours cycling in the morning, returning after Phil had gone to the bar. I was out by the pool laid on a lounger and when I heard them approaching I spread my legs, so the first thing they saw was me masturbating on the other side of the pool. Their shorts joined my bikini on the ground and I sat up, pulling Mac's cock to my mouth, while Rob got down between my legs tonguing my pussy. I've often wondered what it is like to be DP'd and for the previous couple of days had been thinking about asking them to both do me. Mac's cock was lovely and hard in my mouth, Rob's tongue was doing wonderful things to my pussy, but I wanted fucking. I decided to ask if they would DP me. I pulled Mac's prick from my mouth and before I had a chance to change my mind told them I wanted them both to fuck me.
I moved off the lounger, Rob lay on it and I straddled him and guided his cock to my pussy. He slid his prick in and out getting it nice and slippery before I lifted myself and Mac entered me from behind, lubricating his cock with my sex juices. I took Robs cock again, just an inch or so, then laid forward on top of him, giving Mac access to my exposed cunt. Mac spread my bum cheeks, crouching behind me he started pushing his cock in next to Robs. They both penetrated me, my cunt hole stretching, comfortably tightly around their hard pricks as the both started thrusting in to me, fucking me slowly and steadily. I'd never felt so full, moaning quietly as they fucked me deep. I gasped when I felt Mac working a finger up my arse, sighing with delight, briefly considering asking him to put his cock in my bum and arse fuck me. I was to close to cumming, as they fucked me harder, Mac grunting as he rammed his prick in me, Rob jerking his cock in me both nearly there. I started to orgasm, arching my back, head shaking from side to side, as I felt their throbbing cocks taking me over the top. I screamed I was cumming, they continued fucking me, slowly then taking turns to ram their cocks in and out, making me cum again, shafting me until I felt them ejaculate almost simultaneously in my cunt.
I spent most of Thursday night with them, being DP'd once more, then on the Friday it was time to, clean up the cottage and pack for an early start Saturday morning. I had one more chance before we left. Phil was busy loading the the car and I told him I was going to say goodbye to Rob and Mac. I told them I wanted a goodbye fuck and quickly undressed, then bent over the sink. First Rob and then Mac fucked me while through the half closed blinds I watched Phil loading the car 30 or 40 feet away. A real turn on being fucked and being able to see him oblivious to what I was doing. I came so hard I had to bite my lip to stop myself crying out as I climaxed.
I'd had my holiday fling, been well and truly fucked and thought that was it. Within a month of getting home I was craving cock, my mind kept reminding me of the sexual gratification of being DP'd and recalling how I'd thought about being arse fucked. I needed to have more cock. I realised that having gone behind Phil's back I couldn't stop, didn't feel guilty or remorseful, and once I’d decided to do it again, relished the thought of different guys fucking me. When Phil goes out on Friday or Saturday night I go out too, telling him I am meeting friends. Instead I picked up men, usually in pairs, sometimes more, to DP and arse fuck me. He's usually pissed and fast asleep and has no idea what time I get home and on the odd occasion he's woken never remembers in the morning. As for this years holidays, it's back to the beach, for sun, sea and hopefully plenty of opportunities for sex, lots of young, hard cocks for me to savour, while Phil gets drunk.
After being married to Phil for 15 years I know what to expect on holiday. He'll get pissed. Most of the year he just goes out at the weekends, gets drunk with the lads and that's it. Holidays he starts at lunchtime and carries on until he falls asleep which is usually early evening. Last year rather than a beach holiday with all the bars and hotels I decided to book a cottage in France. About half a mile outside a small town, two cottages sharing a swimming pool in the gardens. The other cottage was unoccupied and we, or more precisely, I had the pool to myself. Surrounded by trees and a wall it was very private and I decided to sunbathe nude. Phil had discovered a bar in the local town and wondered down at lunchtime returning in the evening, a bite to eat a few more drinks and he was out cold for the night. Frustrating as the hot sun makes me randy. No cock, just my fingers or one of my vibrators and my imagination.
The first week passed and I was getting a nice all over tan. I shaved my pussy before the holiday and even between my legs was getting brown. I'd found swimming and sunbathing nude liberating. I've always had a bit of a thing about outdoor sex, something Phil refused to do and had taken to laying on the lounger playing with myself. By the middle of the week I was taking my vibrator with me, having long leisurely wanks, confident I wouldn't be disturbed. Phil had gone to the bar, it was the end of our first week, late on the Saturday afternoon and I was laid on a lounger by the pool. I'd just rubbed sun oil on, finishing with my pussy. Rubbing the oil between my legs, my pussy had moistened. It felt nice so, I shut my eyes, and continued fingering my hole. Masturbating in the open air, imagining I was being fucked, feeling very naughty, isn't something I'd normally do, but this holiday I was making the most of the chance. My pussy was quickly soaking, my fingers drenched in cunt honey, slipping in and out, teasing my clitty. I needed more than my fingers and took my vibrator from the bag, switched it on, holding it against my clit, before pushing in my pussy. Just what I wanted, I started moaning, writhing on the vibrating pretend prick, really letting myself go, climaxing loudly, before slumping on the lounger, vibrator still humming in my pussy, feeling well satisfied.
It must have been only seconds after I came that the gate to the pool area opened noisily. My eyes shot open, as a male voice called “Are you all right? We heard a noise” A look of concern on their faces, turning to shock as they saw the vibrator in my cunt and realised that the sounds they'd heard were me masturbating and cumming. I don't think I've ever been so embarrassed in my life. I felt myself blush as I sat up, belatedly realising I still had the vibe stuffed in my pussy, as I frantically looked for my bikini pants, the vibrator, slipping from my pussy, humming on the ground. With all the dignity I could muster, I put my pants on before asking who they were.
They apologised for making me jump and introduced themselves, Rob and Mac. I made an embarrassed joke about them catching me, laughing it off. Sitting chatting I found they had rented the other cottage, just the two of them and were on a cycling holiday, intending to do parts of the routes used by the Tour de France locally. After about half an hour they got up to finish unpacking and unloading their bikes, remarking that they would be out most days hinting that I would be OK sunbathing nude. I went to our cottage a few minutes later and changed into some shorts and T shirt, made three mugs of tea. I was about to take them over when I decided to take my T shirt off. I felt very daring, my tits swaying gently as I walked over topless, talking as the checked their bikes, feeling slightly disappointed that they seemed more interested in their bikes than my tits. I began to wonder, two blokes together, if they were gay, reinforced by the fact that they weren't staring at my tits. I'd had a good look at them, both mid twenties, around 6 feet tall, very fit looking, both wearing tight cycling shorts, clinging to their bums and, I couldn't help notice, outlining their cocks.
I was still feeling horny from the afternoon, partly because I knew they'd seen me masturbating, and really needed a good shag. Phil would be a waste of time, I was expecting him back, probably drunk so not much chance. I didn't tell him what had happened and even if I had he probably would have forgotten by the morning. He had something to eat, two or three drinks then staggered off to bed. I sat trying to read but my mind kept wandering, thinking about Rob and Mac, imagining them fucking me. My pussy got wet and I slipped my panties off, fingering myself. I could see my reflection in the mirror as I wanked. I took in my body, my tits are still a firm 34c, pert with hard little nipples, my legs and bum trim, although I'm almost 40. I’d never been unfaithful to Phil, and began to wonder if I had the chance would or could I take it.
The next morning I saw them getting ready to go cycling and went out to chat, just wearing a thin cotton wrap. I knew that in the bright sunlight it was see through and they would be able to see I was naked underneath. Just to make sure, before I went out I loosened the tie, so the front hung open, partially revealing my tits and with each step the wrap parted, exposing my pussy. I was still wondering if they they might me gay, but was gratified to see their eyes following me and I'm pretty sure, the bulges in their shorts growing before they got on the bikes. I watched them ride off, then showered before going to sit by the pool waiting for Phil to leave. As soon as he'd gone I took off my bikini, and lay with my legs open, daydreaming as I stroked my pussy, trying to pluck up the courage to offer myself to Rob or Mac or perhaps both. I tried to think of a way to contrive a situation to make it obvious I was available and willing to have sex with them, without looking to much of a slut.
I still hadn't really come up with a plan when they returned about 2 hours later, much sooner than I'd expected. I was by the pool when Rob appeared. I forced myself to leave my legs open so he got a good eyeful of my cunt as he hurried over. Mac had fallen from his bike and cut and grazed his leg and could I help. Without thinking I got up and followed him into the cottage completely naked. Mac was in his room laid on his front, his top off, shorts, ripped to shreds, his thigh and bum, both grazed. Sheepishly, Rob explained that the grazing needed cleaning and he didn't want to touch Mac's arse and would I mind doing it. I had a look in the first aid kit, found the scissors and cut up the sides of his shorts and pulled them away. The cuts and bruises weren't actually to bad but I made a show of cleaning them up then told him to roll over. I'd already noticed that they both shaved their legs (cyclists shave because it is more hygienic if they fall they told me), as he rolled over revealing his cock balls were also smoothly shaved. Quite distracting, trying to clean him, thinking how sexy it looked, whilst wondering what his shaved cock would be like in my smooth pussy. My hand was almost touching his prick and it started to stiffen. Rob muttered “I'll leave you to it” and left the room. I looked up at Mac “How are you feeling?” I asked. “A bit stiff” he replied, then realising what he'd said “I mean....” Before he finished I took his prick in my hand. “I think I can see what's stiff. A massage should help” It was to much to resist, his growing prick, 7 or 7 ? inches of hard cock. I felt confident, in charge and determined to suck his cock, for starters.
I started slowly wanking his cock, squeezing it gently, spreading the clear liquid oozing from the tip over the knob end. I bent forward, being careful of his leg, massaging his balls, then kissed them before sucking them, his hard cock touching my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked the underside of his prick from base to tip, then ran the tip of my tongue around the helmet, slowly licking to the eye savouring the taste of the clear liquid. I took his cock between my lips, just the glans sucking and nibbling, teasing his cock into my mouth. I sucked harder, taking more than half his length, bobbing my head up and down his prick. He gave a quiet groan, moving his hips to meet my mouth, as if fucking my face. I glanced up at him, his eyes screwed shut, mouth open, another groan. I sucked harder, moving faster, I felt his hands holding my head still, then “Don't stop. I'm going to cum” I heard a sound, Rob fresh from the shower, towel around his waist, his cock hard, standing next to the bed watching. He'd returned just in time, Mac gave a thrust and his spunk exploded from his cock into my mouth, three hard spurts of tasty young cock milk. It tasted completely different to Phils spunk, sweet instead of bitter, much more pleasant to take in my mouth and swallow.
I was on heat and needed satisfying, my pussy juices, running down my thighs, I needed fucking. I was kneeling on the bed, bum in the air, Rob standing near me. I reached for the towel and pulled it off and grabbed hold of his prick. Not as long as Mac's, but much fatter. “Don't just stand there. I want your cock. Fuck me” I demanded. I moved my bum towards him, opened my legs wider. He placed his hands on my hips, his prick touched my hole then he slid it along my slit. I shuddered as it made contact with my clitty, rubbing it against the hard little button. I wiggled my bum, feeling his prick as it entered me, his fat cock stretching my hole, his lovely slippery shaft, sliding deep inside my cunt. I'd thought he was shy, but he gave no sign now, fucking me as Mac watched. I reached between my legs, fingertips stroking my clitty, frigging it softly, adding to the wonderful sensations centred on my cunt and Rob's prick pumping my hole. I felt him spreading my buttocks, saliva drip on my bum then his fingers, touching my anus, rubbing his spit in. I felt him push a finger firmly against my bum hole, breaking through the tightness then sliding inside, probing my arse hole. I gave a moan of absolute satisfaction, as he began to fuck me faster, a second finger, pushed into my arse, finger fucking my arse hole, cock fucking my cunt. I could feel my pussy, tingling, an orgasm building, ripples of pleasure, coursing through my body. My nipples stuck out erect, a warmth spreading from my pussy, as he slammed his prick in me hard. I felt his cock almost throbbing in my pussy, my cunt muscles contracting, milking his cock as I climaxed. I heard him ask if I wanted him to pull out. “NO! NO! CUM IN MY PUSSY. SPUNK IN MY CUNT” I shouted. He buried his cock inside me and held still, his cock pumping my cunt full of his seed.
His spunk was dribbling from my cunt as he withdrew. I stood and went to the bathroom and wiped my pussy, thinking about what I'd just done, no regrets, wondering how soon I could get him hard again for another fuck. Back in the bedroom, Mac was dozing, so I thought it best to leave him, took Robs arm and suggested going out to the pool. He dived in and I sat on the side, with my feet in the water watching him swimming naked. I could see him watching me as he floated on his back, his cock already looking semi hard. I lifted my legs from the water, resting my feet on the edge and slowly opened my legs. I looked down my cunt, gaping open still juicy and slick, his spunk still leaking out. I touched my clitoris with my fingers, it still felt aroused, rubbing it before pushing a couple of fingers in my pussy. He swam closer, watching me masturbate, fingering my cunt with one hand, my other hand caressing my tits, teasing the nipples erect. I could see his cock, fully erect under the water as he stood between my legs. He placed his hands on my thighs, spreading my legs wider then pulled me closer, my pussy on the pool edge and buried his face in my cunt, licking sucking, poking my cunt with his tongue. Two or three minutes of his tongue lapping my pussy and I was getting close to cumming, gasping that I wanted him to fuck me once more. I lay on a towel and he took me by the pool, I came almost as soon as he entered me, then he fucked me until we both climaxed.
We lay by the pool in the sun, not realising how late it was until I heard Phil calling my name. I quickly pulled on my bikini pants and was putting on the top when I intercepted him just before he reached the pool. All he was interested in was his dinner, and I led him back to the cottage. Looking out of the kitchen window a minute later, I had to smile as Rob scurried in to his cottage, naked. Once Phil had gone to bed and was sleeping I went over to the other cottage and spent the night with Rob, returning to my cottage about 6am. Over the next three days, I sucked Mac off several times, he was to sore to fuck, and lost count of the times I was fucked by Rob. By mid week Mac had recovered and they went out cycling and I invited them over for a meal with me and Phil. Phil suspected nothing, He called them the “Gay Boys” when he mentioned them. He staggered off the bed straight after the meal. We gave him half an hour, then Mac fucked me while I sucked off Rob, quite a thrill having sex with Phil upstairs.
We were leaving on the Saturday, Phil I knew would stay sober on the Friday for the drive home so Thursday was was my last night with Rob and Mac. They went out for about 4 hours cycling in the morning, returning after Phil had gone to the bar. I was out by the pool laid on a lounger and when I heard them approaching I spread my legs, so the first thing they saw was me masturbating on the other side of the pool. Their shorts joined my bikini on the ground and I sat up, pulling Mac's cock to my mouth, while Rob got down between my legs tonguing my pussy. I've often wondered what it is like to be DP'd and for the previous couple of days had been thinking about asking them to both do me. Mac's cock was lovely and hard in my mouth, Rob's tongue was doing wonderful things to my pussy, but I wanted fucking. I decided to ask if they would DP me. I pulled Mac's prick from my mouth and before I had a chance to change my mind told them I wanted them both to fuck me.
I moved off the lounger, Rob lay on it and I straddled him and guided his cock to my pussy. He slid his prick in and out getting it nice and slippery before I lifted myself and Mac entered me from behind, lubricating his cock with my sex juices. I took Robs cock again, just an inch or so, then laid forward on top of him, giving Mac access to my exposed cunt. Mac spread my bum cheeks, crouching behind me he started pushing his cock in next to Robs. They both penetrated me, my cunt hole stretching, comfortably tightly around their hard pricks as the both started thrusting in to me, fucking me slowly and steadily. I'd never felt so full, moaning quietly as they fucked me deep. I gasped when I felt Mac working a finger up my arse, sighing with delight, briefly considering asking him to put his cock in my bum and arse fuck me. I was to close to cumming, as they fucked me harder, Mac grunting as he rammed his prick in me, Rob jerking his cock in me both nearly there. I started to orgasm, arching my back, head shaking from side to side, as I felt their throbbing cocks taking me over the top. I screamed I was cumming, they continued fucking me, slowly then taking turns to ram their cocks in and out, making me cum again, shafting me until I felt them ejaculate almost simultaneously in my cunt.
I spent most of Thursday night with them, being DP'd once more, then on the Friday it was time to, clean up the cottage and pack for an early start Saturday morning. I had one more chance before we left. Phil was busy loading the the car and I told him I was going to say goodbye to Rob and Mac. I told them I wanted a goodbye fuck and quickly undressed, then bent over the sink. First Rob and then Mac fucked me while through the half closed blinds I watched Phil loading the car 30 or 40 feet away. A real turn on being fucked and being able to see him oblivious to what I was doing. I came so hard I had to bite my lip to stop myself crying out as I climaxed.
I'd had my holiday fling, been well and truly fucked and thought that was it. Within a month of getting home I was craving cock, my mind kept reminding me of the sexual gratification of being DP'd and recalling how I'd thought about being arse fucked. I needed to have more cock. I realised that having gone behind Phil's back I couldn't stop, didn't feel guilty or remorseful, and once I’d decided to do it again, relished the thought of different guys fucking me. When Phil goes out on Friday or Saturday night I go out too, telling him I am meeting friends. Instead I picked up men, usually in pairs, sometimes more, to DP and arse fuck me. He's usually pissed and fast asleep and has no idea what time I get home and on the odd occasion he's woken never remembers in the morning. As for this years holidays, it's back to the beach, for sun, sea and hopefully plenty of opportunities for sex, lots of young, hard cocks for me to savour, while Phil gets drunk.
Risque Assignment 3
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I met Claire at a friend’s birthday party when she was introduced to me by the host. By her own admission she was not stunningly attractive but she did have an easy going charm and, for a woman with three older children, a very well proportioned body. She was also quite tall. Recently divorced I was pleased she did not bore me with all the sordid details of her previous marriage but talked instead of her new found desire to break out of her old lifestyle and try something new and different.
“Jak tells me you’re a freelance photographer, do you do portraits?” she asked. She told me that for some time she had wanted a nice series of portraits done, something she could frame and perhaps put on a couple of them onto the social networking sites she used. We arranged a meeting and a few days later I arrived at her house.
Her eldest daughter, who was training as a beautician, had already completed Claire’s hair and make up. She had done an excellent and very subtle job, not spooning on the slap as some trainees tend to do. She had also put her mother’s long blonde hair up, which gave her quite a dominant look. While I made the coffee she finished off the final touches for her Mum then headed out for her day release at college.
Claire was wearing black leggings and a long white cotton blouse. Both enhanced her lovely figure, long legs and very ample breasts. She relaxed quickly and in her confident way told me how she thought she would like to see herself in the photographs. She wanted an elegant but sexy look. Well, the way she looked, that was not going to be too difficult.
I started by placing her close to a window, using the natural light to highlight her face and stopping down the exposure to put the rest of the frame in shadow. We moved around and used several areas of the room. Claire laughed and told me she had never ever done anything like this when she was married, it was something she said her former husband would never have approved of. A man comming to the house with a camera, no way.
As she became less inhibited I suggested she might want to unbutton her blouse a little more. She fixed me with a look that I could just not interpret and, after holding my gaze for what seemed an eternity, she left the room and went upstairs. Well you can’t get it right every time can you. I had messed this one up and could not dispel the feeling the shoot was over. I started to review the images I had already shot and thought about packing my kit. The images were really good and I was so immersed in them I did not notice Claire return.
“Ready to carry on?” she asked. I turned and tried hard not to let my mouth drop open. The leggings had gone and been replaced with black over the knee boots, the blouse was open and beneath were a tiny pair of black panties. The only other thing she was wearing were a pair of black framed glasses. “I’m short sighted, I normally wear contacts.” She smiled and continued, “I like this but I feel we do need some rules.” All I could do is smile and nod. “You must not touch me and I will not touch you, we can touch ourselves and get very close to one another but no physical contact.” So the game began.
We returned to the window and started again. This time Claire needed no prompting at all. The blouse fell open revealing a very pert pair of double D breasts and a smooth, trim belly with only a slight trace of motherhood. She pulled a chair over, placed one leg on the seat, and started to caress her thigh, allowing her fingers to tantalisingly dance to and fro across her pubic area, she then continued upward and cupped her breasts. Her nipples were finally revealed to me, smooth, a light brown and clearly very sensitive, she closed her eyes and moaned while she teased them to full erection.
The shots were flowing now, one after the other, I had already filled one memory card and it was looking like there would be a few more needed. I followed Claire through to the kitchen and placed her on the corner of a large scrubbed pine table. Once again the light coming through the French doors was perfect. I needed to do nothing more than frame and shoot, Claire was not missing a trick. She leaned back and started to pay a lot more attention to herself lower down. She moved forward and placed a finger between her buttocks and drew it slowly upward, tracing and pressing the filmy fabric of her panties into the fold of her pussy. A short gasp signified she had reached her clit where she paused to gently massage herself while she looked directly at me through those very horny glasses. Her lips were wet from the caress of her tongue which moved slowly across her lips as she continued to work her clit.
Her eyes dropped to my crotch where the outline of my now very hard cock was easy to see. I slipped my hand down, rubbing and caressing myself through the coarse material of my jeans, matching my speed with hers. Her hips were rising and falling in time with her breathing as the rest of her body ebbed and surged.
I unbuttoned my shirt and forgot about the camera as I dropped my jeans to the floor. I was wearing tight briefs and the area around the head of my cock was soaking. Claire stared at the wet area and spread her legs to let me see she was in the same state.
I kicked my clothes away and, fighting off the desire to touch her, sat on the floor leaning against the edge of the French doors opposite. My legs were spread and her pussy was at eye level so I could see every detail. For the next few minutes I rubbed and wanked myself, watching Claire’s reaction as I fingered the eye and traced the edge of my swollen glans. I willed her to reveal her pussy to me which was still concealed by a thin margin of saturated fabric. As if reading my mind a few moments later she peeled off the blouse and slipped out of the panties which she threw to me. “Suck them!” Now wearing just the boots and glasses she put one leg up on the table causing the lips of her smooth pussy to gape wide. I put out my tongue and licked the wet gusset, tasting a mix of perfume and a deeper, more erotic scent.
She squeezed her breasts with her free hand, crushing the nipple and causing her to cry out. Two fingers were disappearing deep inside herself while she maintained the pleasure on her clit using her thumb. Her lips were wide open. We both had our eyes locked on one another, me on her soaking wet hole and her and my slippery hard cock. I was rubbing hard, rolling my hips and teasing her
Urgently we told each other we were cumming and climaxed together in the same moment. I shot a stream of thick cum all over myself and Claire came with a very tiny squirt. Claire’s next reaction was to burst out laughing, “Oh my God, I have never done anything like that in my life, I don’t know what came over me. It was so filthy, I loved it!”
I have to say we both did. We spent another hour doing the more, shall we say polite shots, but did review the earlier work on the laptop. Finally as I went to leave I opened the door slightly. We stood close, she reached for me and drew me into a deep kiss, her tongue roaming my mouth at will. Her hand slipped down to my groin and squeezed my cock and balls. I reciprocated and explored her breasts then finally slipped my hand between her thighs. She whispered, “Rules, they’re just made to be broken, I wish you had licked me.” I pushed the door and heard it click shut.
I met Claire at a friend’s birthday party when she was introduced to me by the host. By her own admission she was not stunningly attractive but she did have an easy going charm and, for a woman with three older children, a very well proportioned body. She was also quite tall. Recently divorced I was pleased she did not bore me with all the sordid details of her previous marriage but talked instead of her new found desire to break out of her old lifestyle and try something new and different.
“Jak tells me you’re a freelance photographer, do you do portraits?” she asked. She told me that for some time she had wanted a nice series of portraits done, something she could frame and perhaps put on a couple of them onto the social networking sites she used. We arranged a meeting and a few days later I arrived at her house.
Her eldest daughter, who was training as a beautician, had already completed Claire’s hair and make up. She had done an excellent and very subtle job, not spooning on the slap as some trainees tend to do. She had also put her mother’s long blonde hair up, which gave her quite a dominant look. While I made the coffee she finished off the final touches for her Mum then headed out for her day release at college.
Claire was wearing black leggings and a long white cotton blouse. Both enhanced her lovely figure, long legs and very ample breasts. She relaxed quickly and in her confident way told me how she thought she would like to see herself in the photographs. She wanted an elegant but sexy look. Well, the way she looked, that was not going to be too difficult.
I started by placing her close to a window, using the natural light to highlight her face and stopping down the exposure to put the rest of the frame in shadow. We moved around and used several areas of the room. Claire laughed and told me she had never ever done anything like this when she was married, it was something she said her former husband would never have approved of. A man comming to the house with a camera, no way.
As she became less inhibited I suggested she might want to unbutton her blouse a little more. She fixed me with a look that I could just not interpret and, after holding my gaze for what seemed an eternity, she left the room and went upstairs. Well you can’t get it right every time can you. I had messed this one up and could not dispel the feeling the shoot was over. I started to review the images I had already shot and thought about packing my kit. The images were really good and I was so immersed in them I did not notice Claire return.
“Ready to carry on?” she asked. I turned and tried hard not to let my mouth drop open. The leggings had gone and been replaced with black over the knee boots, the blouse was open and beneath were a tiny pair of black panties. The only other thing she was wearing were a pair of black framed glasses. “I’m short sighted, I normally wear contacts.” She smiled and continued, “I like this but I feel we do need some rules.” All I could do is smile and nod. “You must not touch me and I will not touch you, we can touch ourselves and get very close to one another but no physical contact.” So the game began.
We returned to the window and started again. This time Claire needed no prompting at all. The blouse fell open revealing a very pert pair of double D breasts and a smooth, trim belly with only a slight trace of motherhood. She pulled a chair over, placed one leg on the seat, and started to caress her thigh, allowing her fingers to tantalisingly dance to and fro across her pubic area, she then continued upward and cupped her breasts. Her nipples were finally revealed to me, smooth, a light brown and clearly very sensitive, she closed her eyes and moaned while she teased them to full erection.
The shots were flowing now, one after the other, I had already filled one memory card and it was looking like there would be a few more needed. I followed Claire through to the kitchen and placed her on the corner of a large scrubbed pine table. Once again the light coming through the French doors was perfect. I needed to do nothing more than frame and shoot, Claire was not missing a trick. She leaned back and started to pay a lot more attention to herself lower down. She moved forward and placed a finger between her buttocks and drew it slowly upward, tracing and pressing the filmy fabric of her panties into the fold of her pussy. A short gasp signified she had reached her clit where she paused to gently massage herself while she looked directly at me through those very horny glasses. Her lips were wet from the caress of her tongue which moved slowly across her lips as she continued to work her clit.
Her eyes dropped to my crotch where the outline of my now very hard cock was easy to see. I slipped my hand down, rubbing and caressing myself through the coarse material of my jeans, matching my speed with hers. Her hips were rising and falling in time with her breathing as the rest of her body ebbed and surged.
I unbuttoned my shirt and forgot about the camera as I dropped my jeans to the floor. I was wearing tight briefs and the area around the head of my cock was soaking. Claire stared at the wet area and spread her legs to let me see she was in the same state.
I kicked my clothes away and, fighting off the desire to touch her, sat on the floor leaning against the edge of the French doors opposite. My legs were spread and her pussy was at eye level so I could see every detail. For the next few minutes I rubbed and wanked myself, watching Claire’s reaction as I fingered the eye and traced the edge of my swollen glans. I willed her to reveal her pussy to me which was still concealed by a thin margin of saturated fabric. As if reading my mind a few moments later she peeled off the blouse and slipped out of the panties which she threw to me. “Suck them!” Now wearing just the boots and glasses she put one leg up on the table causing the lips of her smooth pussy to gape wide. I put out my tongue and licked the wet gusset, tasting a mix of perfume and a deeper, more erotic scent.
She squeezed her breasts with her free hand, crushing the nipple and causing her to cry out. Two fingers were disappearing deep inside herself while she maintained the pleasure on her clit using her thumb. Her lips were wide open. We both had our eyes locked on one another, me on her soaking wet hole and her and my slippery hard cock. I was rubbing hard, rolling my hips and teasing her
Urgently we told each other we were cumming and climaxed together in the same moment. I shot a stream of thick cum all over myself and Claire came with a very tiny squirt. Claire’s next reaction was to burst out laughing, “Oh my God, I have never done anything like that in my life, I don’t know what came over me. It was so filthy, I loved it!”
I have to say we both did. We spent another hour doing the more, shall we say polite shots, but did review the earlier work on the laptop. Finally as I went to leave I opened the door slightly. We stood close, she reached for me and drew me into a deep kiss, her tongue roaming my mouth at will. Her hand slipped down to my groin and squeezed my cock and balls. I reciprocated and explored her breasts then finally slipped my hand between her thighs. She whispered, “Rules, they’re just made to be broken, I wish you had licked me.” I pushed the door and heard it click shut.
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