Story Sex Blog » sex story repository http://storysexblog.com sex stories and smut letters sinfull tales stories with pictures teen stories anal sex stories Tue, 19 Jan 2010 15:25:51 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.1 en hourly 1 Faculty lab http://storysexblog.com/faculty-lab/ http://storysexblog.com/faculty-lab/#comments Wed, 19 Nov 2008 17:01:55 +0000 Administrator http://storysexblog.com/faculty-lab/ At the time I thought he didn’t notice me. Later I found that
just the opposite was true. I had been watching him for maybe two
months trying to decide what it was about him that made my hormones
go wild. When seated next to him I got so wet that I was worried
about leaving a stain on the chair. I had read about pheromone in
relation to animals, but never thought that people were subject to
the same influences.
Why we frequently found ourselves in such close proximity was
another story. The English department where I taught did not think
a lowly adjunct needed a computer. In fact, they didn’t even think
I merited a desk. In reality, I didn’t need a computer as
programming was just a hobby for me. I just liked the idea of
making a machine my slave.
Thus we found ourselves seated in front of our respective IBM
clones on an almost daily basis. With a little detective work I
found out that his name was Alex and he was an instructor in the
computer science department. Even if he had been a sexual zilch, I
still would have probably noticed him as we were the ONLY users of
the two PCs in a faculty lab filled with Macs. God! how I hated
those machines. My prejudice, like most was inherited, in my case
from my father. He has been working with computers for the last 30
years. As a memento, he gave me his original IMSA 8080 still in
working order. I had been brought up to think that computers should
not be `cute’.
Herman, the director of the lab, must have picked up on my
vibes as he would barely give me the time of day. That is, until I
hatched MY PLAN.
One day, finally overcoming my shyness, I glanced over at
Alex. Actually, I looked at his monitor and realized that he was
trying to pirate an application.
“If Herman catches you, he will hang you by your thumbnails
and tattoo Mac icons on strange parts of your body.”
Alex laughed and said, “Oh, Herman and I are good buddies. I
teach Pascal using the Mac and I frequently have to ask him
questions. Actually, I make up the questions so I can stay on his
good side.”
After the ice was broken, we began to talk every day. On about
the third day, I found out about HIS OFFICE. Since he was an
instructor, the university deemed to give him an office. It was a
hasty sheetrock affair of about 70 square feet and a very large
Steelcase desk. On the downside, it was located off the very room
in which I sat. Despite these limitations, it had a door with a
lock. This was not the point when I began to formulate MY PLAN, but
I am sure that it was an inspiration.
MY PLAN took its focus the day Alex and I were on the elevator
together. It was the typical cattle car scene. We were jammed in
like sardines and the only redeeming factor that when pressed
against each other I realized that Alex was sporting a very big
hard on. After this revelation and a few later surreptitious
glances, I realized that he had an constant erection whenever we
were together. He seemed to have the same chemical reaction to me
as I did to him. This discovery was the impetus which led me to
even think about anything as risky as THE PLAN.
A few very innocent lunches, laced with a lot of heavy sexual
tension, followed. As inconvenient as the location of his office
WAS, it turned out that we were both married. This came as not a
really big surprise, as I was fully cognizant of my own marital
status and since he was not a kid, the probabilities were that he
was married too. Although I had anticipated the fact, it presented
problems. I never claimed to be a romantic, but the idea of a seedy
motel room didn’t much appeal to me.
His office therefore became the most likely location. As I
mentioned before, its only assets were the large desk and the
locked door. The walls were paper thin. Since I generally cum
loudly and frequently, after contemplation, I decided I had better
begin my homework.
While Herman beamed away, I began my research on the Mac.
Discretion was the key word. Herman was very protective of his
little apples. The actual programming was done at home thanks to a
Mac on loan from a friend. (When it comes to programming, I am very
patient.) Finally, after weeks of debugging, I was able to write
and load a nifty little program that would render the Mac
server useless for the hour or so I hoped I needed.
After what had seemed eons, the day of execution arrived. This
was not exactly the type of program you could Beta test so I just
crossed my fingers and hoped I could prove my father proud.
Although we were definitely running on the same track, I
didn’t want Alex to suffer cardiac arrest. In preparation for what
was to come, I strolled into his office humming the tune of My
Favorite Things from the Sound of Music. When I began to sing my
lyrics to the song, a broad grin crossed his face. (If this is
beginning to sound like a scene from an Indian movie, you’re
right, but stay tuned.)

Guys in tight bike pants, their crotches a-bulgin’
Wet, hot, slick, hard skin, and secrets divulgin’
A story ’bout Suzy-Q, oh what a scene,
These are a few of my favorite things

Guys in blue denim, their lashes a blazin’
One with his pants off, his size is amazin’!
A horse with a hard on suspended by strings *
These are a few of my favorite things

When the clap hits, when his pud drops, and I need it bad
I simply remember my favorite things, and then I don’t feel so
sad
* This line inserted in honor of Catherine the Great, and the new
Russian democracy!
After my vocal recount of MY favorite things there wasn’t much
resistance (none, maybe?) when I knelt down in front of him and
unzipped his jeans. Having waited for what seemed centuries, I
immediately began to savor the contents. As my tongue rolled around
the head of his penis, in a voice tempered with both ecstasy and
panic, he murmured,
“Jesus, Clarissa, we can’t do this here.”
Before the not to worry reassurance crossed my lips both of us
heard a shaken Herman pounding his fists on a nearby keyboard.
Putting two and two together Alex began laughing so uncontrollably
that I found it my civic duty to silence him. Retaking appendage in
mouth I began to suck it for all it was worth.
Not being slow on the uptake, Alex slid his hands into my
blouse and discovered I was not wearing a bra. In fact, since it
was a special occasion I had dispensed with all underwear. Taking
this as his cue, with a quick switch of positions we found
ourselves on his large Steelcase desk. He began by running his
tongue along the curve of my small but well formed breast, and down
my belly. Bearing right at my navel, he shortly found his tongue
wading through my short and curlies. I sucked him deeper into my
mouth as his tongue hit my clit. He had one hand twiddling my clit
between tongue laps, while his tongue was exploring my wet cunt,
darting in and out, tracing my lips all the way back where he
lightly nibbled that very sensitive area between cunt and anus, and
then he gave my hole itself a gentle brush.
The chill that shot up my spine caused me to gasp, sucking
his pumping cock deeper into my eager mouth. His tongue finally
returned to my clit. God the walls were shaking! I could have
continued with this game for a long, long time, but as if out of no
where a condom appeared. My heart, already pounding double time,
started doing little flips. My clitty, so recently being ministered
to by tongue, started pounding in anticipation of what it knew was
coming. I took the packet from him and ripped it open. Now, with
both of us sitting on the edge of that steelcase, I gently grasped
his member [I just HAD to] in one hand and unrolled the sheath with
my other. I realized that the wrapper was still in my hand. As I
reached across the desk to the trash, I felt a hand on my back, and
then another reaching around my waist to my hot pussy. I knew what
was coming, and I reached back to help guide his flesh missile into
my anxious (but not hardened) target. Help wasn’t needed however,
and before my hand found its target, his missile found mine, and
with a grunt of satisfaction he started his journey home.
With a long slow push I felt myself filling up. Then his hand
came around me and started to caress my clit. Then finger twiddle,
slow stroke out, fingers, fast push in. My clamping him tight on
each outstroke was driving us both to a frenzy. With each beat of
the penetration, the cycle of pleasure began all over again. As if
upon mutual agreement, a soft languid cry flowed from our lips and
could have been heard if anyone had been listening.
Serendipitiously, a loud wail from Herman was produced on the
opposite side of the wall.
I wish I could describe the sound of 12 Macs crashing
simultaneously, but it really isn’t very interesting.

]]> http://storysexblog.com/faculty-lab/feed/ 0 Two Girls And A Guy In Bondage http://storysexblog.com/two-girls-and-a-guy-in-bondage/ http://storysexblog.com/two-girls-and-a-guy-in-bondage/#comments Tue, 26 Feb 2008 19:37:01 +0000 Administrator http://storysexblog.com/two-girls-and-a-guy-in-bondage/ As you lay tied spread-eagled on the bed, Renee and I teased you by
walking around, hugging, kissing, and showing you our shaved pussys.
While Renee got up on the bed, and took your semi-erect penis into
her hand, I looked in her closet and found a fur mitten on the shelf.
By the time I got back to the bed, Renee had gotten your penis hard,
and was slowly running her tongue around the head, circling and
circling the rim, occasionally running her tongue across the tip, and
tickling your little hole. I put on the mitten, and started rubbing
your chest with the soft fur. You wanted to move your hands, but
they were tied securely above your head. As I circled your nipples,
teasing them so that they grew erect and hard, Renee was taking the
head of your penis into her mouth, and closing her lips just under
the head. Slowly she would move down, and then back up, then down a
little further, and then back up. You were starting to moan a little
with the pleasure you body was getting. I stopped rubbing you with
the mitten, got up, and started rubbing Renee’s back, and then moving
around, I started massaging her breasts. By now she was taking your
full length as she moved up and down, her saliva was starting to run
down your shaft, and unto your balls. She would stop every once in a
while, after taking you really deep into her mouth, and take your
penis into her hand and pump you up and down rapidly. Renee’s
breasts and nipples were responding to my rubbing, so I moved the
mitten down her body, so that I was rubbing between her legs, and
across her pussy. I could see by the moisture that was now on the
mitten, that she was getting wet. She was still taking you deep, but
had slowed down, letting me know that she was interested in something
from me. I moved around behind her, took her cheeks in my hands and
spread them. Her pussy looked so nice, her inner lips were still
exposed and stretched from the wonderful lovemaking you two had
enjoyed. I started licking her slit, and could taste the saltiness
of your semen. Renee wiggled here bottom to let me know that she was
enjoying what I was doing. All of a sudden, I could tell that you
were coming, you were saying “Yes!, Yes!” to let Renee know that the
rhythm that she was moving her head was going to drive you to orgasm.
I started licking her more vigorously and could tell from her moans
that she too was getting close. Then I heard an “Aghhhhh!”, I
stopped licking Renee, and watched her take your load into her mouth,
as she swollowed as much as she could, the rest ran out the corners
of her mouth, and down unto your balls. Since I had gotten her so
close, as soon as you had finished coming, Renee sat up, and
positioned herself over your still hard penis, took it in her hand,
rubbed the head up and down her slit, and then took all of you in one
quick move. She needed to move up and down only a few times before
she had her second orgasm. Feeling a little left out, I decided that
since we were sharing our lovemaking, I went up and sat across your
chest putting my pussy in reach of your tongue. As you licked up and
down my pussy lips, occasionally catching my ring with your tongue, I
felt my orgasm building. Renee had put on the mitten, and while she
was still sitting astride you with your penis still inside her, she
reached up and started rubbing my breasts and nipples as I had done
for her. I moved my hips back and forth, helping you position your
tongue where it felt the best. My juices were starting to cover your
cheeks, Renee dropped the mitten, cupped my breast in her hands, and
pinched my nipples, that combined with your tongue concentrating on
my clitoris, made me orgasm, my legs got weak, but I held myself off
your face, as you continued to attack my clitoris with your tongue.
I wanted to impale myself on that tongue, it felt so good. It was so
wonderful, it took a few moments for me to regain my breath. I moved
off of you, kissed you, tasting my juices on your cheeks. Renee came
up and kissed you too, and then we kissed, again I could taste the
saltiness of your cum in her mouth. It was the first taste of cum I
had had in a long time, it had been equally as long a time since I
had felt a man’s tongue in my pussy. Renee and I got off the bed
after a while, looked at you smiling and satisfied, but still tied
up, and wondered if we should untie you…………..

]]> http://storysexblog.com/two-girls-and-a-guy-in-bondage/feed/ 0 Memory Of The Woman http://storysexblog.com/memory-of-the-woman/ http://storysexblog.com/memory-of-the-woman/#comments Tue, 08 Jan 2008 17:50:58 +0000 Administrator http://storysexblog.com/memory-of-the-woman/ The crisp autumn air filled my lungs as I walked from the
parking lot to the post office. The warmth of the sun perfectly
counteracted the chill in the air. This was what the weather in
heaven was like, if there was any weather there. Or if there was
a heaven. I passed a couple of LaRouche supporters, trying to
spread their version of reality to a mother with one arm full of
infant and another full of at least three weeks of mail. I
reached for the door, considering the injustice of life. As I
opened it to enter the lobby, a vaguely familiar woman walked out.
“Thank you,” she said as she passed through the door I was
holding open. I turned to watch as she headed toward the parking
lot. She moved with an assured stride and just enough wiggle to
be interesting. I almost collided with another postal patron when
I turned to walk into the lobby. “Excuse me,” I said, “it’s
Monday.” As if that excused my inattentive behavior. Actually,
my mind was racing, trying to find that bit of memory that the
woman had stirred.
Karen. Karen Buckley. Holy shit. I hadn’t seen her in 15
or 16 years. The litle screen in my head flashed a picture of
smallish breasts with seemingly enormous nipples. Nipples that
seemed to stiffen if someone even looked at them. The first
nipples I ever saw in person. The first nipples, well, the second
nipples I had ever wrapped my lips around. And a smile that would
melt tungsten steel, set in quite a pretty face. Some of my
friends had said her nose was a little large for the rest of her
features. I thought it gave her some exotic character.
Karen and I had been classmates, and friends, in high school.
We studied together, trying to get through chemistry. We were
just friends and study partners, although when Karen told me about
some of the sexual adventures of her friends, I admit that I found
myself, in my virginal state, wondering about what it would be
like to repeat some of those things with Karen. Then one evening
we went to a park to study. And we did. For a couple of
hours, anyway. Talk of co-valent bonding gave way to adolescent
curiousity about what felt good. Kissing and hugging lead to
fondling and nibbling.
Before things went much farther, though, the sun had gone
down and I had to get Karen back home. It was a school night, and
her parents were kind of strict about being out late. But I had
seen, felt and tasted the first non-motherly nipples of my budding
sexual life and knew that if I died on the way home, it was okay.
I had sucked tit!
But as things often go in high school, our relationship
fizzled out, without another little liaison. We remained friends,
even after graduation, but there always seemed to be a sexual
tension just beneath the surface of our friendship.
“Sir, you can’t mail these unless I weigh them first.”
“Oh, sorry. I was, ah, daydreaming. These need to go
first class and this one goes library rate…” I conducted my
postal business, checked my P.O. box and headed out for the parking
lot. I was still thinking about Karen and how I would have been
quite happy to ball her during college, although my girlfriend at
the time wouldn’t have been too keen on the idea. But I had my
fantasies.
The LaRouchers had given up on the mother and were now trying
to deal with a staunch believer of something else, who was waving
his arms around, occasionally pointing his finger at the pair.
Maybe there is some justice.
As I walked down the row of vehicles to my mini-van, I
noticed one of the cars had its hood up. I hated car trouble, so
I walked over to offer any assistance I could give. Karen’s
pretty face turned to me as I walked up. “Do you know anything
about cars?” she asked.
“Not really, Karen, but I know a good mechanic,” I answered,
trying to suppress a smile of smugness.
She looked at me, squinted a little, then broke into a smile.
“Jurgen! My god. I haven’t seen you in…”
“Sixteen years. You look great,” I said as she threw her
arms around my neck and planted a quick kiss on my lips. She
stepped back before I had a chance to react.
“I didn’t recognize you with the beard and short hair,” she
laughed. She looked down at my body and added, “And you’re in
much better shape. Much better.”
“Thanks. I guess I’ve read so much about how getting healthy
keeps you young that I’ve started to believe it.” I caught her
looking down at my left hand. Which gave me the idea to check out
hers. It didn’t look like a wedding band, but I couldn’t be sure.
“I know what you mean. Aerobics three times a week and a
little weight lifting at home. When I have time,” she added.
We smiled at each other, not quite knowing what to say. Not
that it was awkward. More a matter of deciding where to take the
conversation. I decided.
“So, what seems to be the matter with this fine example of
Detroit workmanship?” I asked, although it wasn’t the question I
really wanted answered.
“I think it’s the battery. It tried to catch, but now it’ll
barely turn over.” She got behind the wheel to demonstrate. The
starter motor gave a feeble growl and then nothing. Dead battery.
But I had a pair of jumper cables in the mini-van. Karen got back
out of the car.
“Yeah, it’s the battery,” I said. “But I can jump you.”
“Let’s get my car started first,” was her instant reply. I
knew I must have blushed, but Karen just smiled at me with a look
that said it was my move now.
“You always were the one for practicality,” I said with a
wink. I wasn’t sure she was serious, but parts of me certainly
were voting that way.
I got my van and positioned it so the cables would reach.
With my battery umbilicalled to hers, the little car started right
up. I got out and went over to her window.
“Let it run a while to charge back up,” I suggested.
“Won’t do any good. This is the third time in two days I’ve
had to have it jumpstarted. I think I need a whole new battery.
And I don’t really have the time to get one today. Damn.”
I didn’t have anything to do the rest of the day, and
chaffeuring Karen around didn’t sound like a bad idea at all. So
I told her I’d be glad to follow her to wherever she wanted to get
her battery. She looked at me with little or no comprehension on
her face. “You can drop your car off, and I can drive you around,
if that’ll help.”
A slow smile formed on her mouth. She ran her tongue across
her upper lip and nodded. “Yes, that’ll help a lot.”
So off we went, dropping her car off at my mechanic, with
instructions to replace the battery. He said it might be tomorrow
before he could get to it. Karen looked at me, I nodded and she
said okay. I asked her where next and she directed me to one of
the local malls. “I’ve got to pick up a suit that’s being
altered, then shop for some accessories. I hope you don’t mind
waiting around in women’s clothing stores.”
I told her that actually, I enjoyed it. “It’s a holdover
from my marriage. My ex-wife insisted that I accompany her on
every shopping trip, although she never listened to my advice
about what I liked or thought looked good on her. So I made a
game out of it, mentally undressing women and redressing them in
outfits on display.”
As we drove along, I looked at Karen out of the corner of my
eye. Her skirt was just above her knees and what I could see was
very nice. She wore a matching jacket over a white blouse with
some kind of feminine version of a necktie. She looked like a
businesswoman, and an attractive one.
Our first stop was one of those fancy stores with three names
and saleswomen who tried to look like high fashion models, but in
size 12. Karen picked up her suit, glanced at some blouses and
headed out into the mall.
“I barely had time to get that woman back into something
decent,” I said. Karen laughed. She sounded good. It was a
throaty kind of laugh. A sultry laugh.
We stopped in a couple other stores, but Karen didn’t see
anything that appealed to her. I had, but she was working and
besides, she was too young for me anyway. The mall was full of
teenagers. Evidently school had been called off for the day. As
we walked along, I found myself staring at a girl wearing a denim
skirt that was so short, the bottom of her ass was hanging out.
And her ass was quite bare.
That was why I missed it when Karen turned into a shop.
After a momentary bit of confusion, I spotted her walking through
the displays of lingerie. She picked up a couple outfits, went to
the fitting room and disappeared. The saleswomen in this shop
were not trying to be high fashion models in size 12. They were
lingerie models in size 5. One, a brunette in a slit skirt and
plunging sweater, was helping a woman in her 40s pick out a
nightie of some kind. The other was a redhead, coming in my
direction. She was wearing a silkie button-front dress, and not
many of the buttons were fastened. As she walked, the tops of her
stockings peeked out between the button-front. And her breasts,
that seemed to have lives of their own, jiggled with every step.
“Can I show you anything?” she asked.
I blushed again, tried not to stare down the front of her
dress and stammered, “Uh, no, I’m with the woman in the dressing
room.” She said to let her know if there was anything she could
do for me and walked away. The back view was as tasty as the
front one had been. The stockings were seamed and her ass was
delightfully shaped. I could feel the stirrings of lust in my
loins.
I managed to compose myself just as Karen stepped out of the
dressing room. The stirrings became rampant. Karen was wearing a
deep wine colored corselet, with matching panties and garter. Her
breasts had grown considerably, but still retained their mouth-
watering appeal. And her nipples were pushing through the sheer
material like grapes under a napkin. Her attention to fitness had
formed her body into a work of art. An erotic work of art. Silk
stockings attached to her garters, accenting legs that seemed to
reach up to her neck.
“Well, how does it look?” she asked, smiling.
“Delicious,” came my whispered reply.
“How about the back view?” she asked, turning. “Better than
the naked ass of a 14 year old?”
“Infinitely so.” I was developing a snugness in my trousers
that was going to be obvious to any and everyone in a matter of
moments. “God damn,” I said under my breath, “you’re georgous.”
Karen turned back to me with a smile, glanced down at my
crotch and said, “I’ll be out in a minute.” I wandered to the
front of the shop, hands in pockets, trying to hide my erection.
The 40ish lady buying the nightie walked past, glanced down and
smiled. “Nothing to be ashamed of,” she said. “I’d be flattered
if it was for me.”
I was looking out into the mall, when I felt a touch at my
elbow. “I think I’m ready to head home now,” Karen said in a
husky tone. “Can you appear in public yet?” I just smiled.
We walked through the mall and into the parking lot. We
located my van and headed out. The skirt Karen had been wearing
seemed to have gotten shorter, as her incredible legs stretched
out in front of her. She turned a little in the seat and the tops
of her stockings showed a little. It suddenly hit me that she was
wearing the outfit she had shown me. I got rock hard very fast.

Chapter 2

Karen lived in an older section of town that had the garages
around back, accessed by an alley. I pulled in and stopped the
van. Karen didn’t wait for me to open her door, but stopped by
the side of the van. “Well,” she said, “I suppose we should call
to see if my car’s done yet.” I agreed and we walked to the back
door of the house. It was a rather large house, and I wondered if
she lived here alone.
“Looks like you have a lot of space,” I said as she opened
the door and went in. I followed her, shutting the door behind
me. She draped her suit over the back of a chair and turned to
face me. Her hand cupped the end of my erection, and started
gently rubbing it.
“Looks like you have a lot of cock,” she whispered as she
tipped her head up to kiss me. Our open mouths met and her tongue
snaked out. A soft moan escaped from my throat as her hand worked
my cock. I reached down to cup the cheeks of her ass, working the
hem of her skirt up. She moaned when my hands met bare flesh.
She was wearing the same outfit, but without the panties. I slid
a finger into the crack of her ass and probed downward. She
shifted to allow my finger fuller access. Her hands deftly
unzipped my fly and drew my prick out into the open air. She
pumped it with one hand and reached in to squeeze my nuts with the
other. I broke the kiss and cried out, “Oh god, you’re going to
make me come!”
She leaned back, undid my belt and unsnapped my jeans. My
pants fell to the floor, pooled around my ankles. “Well,” she
said softly, “that’s the whole idea.” She held my throbbing prick
with her right hand, tight against the base. A drop of clear
fluid glistened at the tip. Karen squatted down until her face
was even with my dick. She looked up into my eyes and slowly slid
out her tongue. Ever so softly, she licked the drop from my tip.
She smiled, then engulfed me in her hot mouth.
She moved her head forward until her lips brushed my pubic
hair. I could feel her tongue swirling around my cock as she
pumped her head back and forth, fucking me with her mouth. Her
hands grabbed my ass, her nails digging into the flesh. I reached
my hands back to the wall behind me, jutting my hips forward. The
wet sounds of her sucking mouth filled my brain. I could feel the
orgasm building, my sack tightening. I cried out as it hit,
spewing jet after jet of hot cum into Karen’s greedy mouth. I
fell back against the wall, weak from the intense spasms. She
kept sucking me in and out, the sensation almost unbearable on my
sensitive cockhead.
Finally, Karen let my softening penis fall from her lips and
stood up. “I’ve thought about doing that for a long time,” she
said.
“That was incredible, babe. I felt like I was shooting my
whole soul out the end of my cock.” I pushed off the wall and
took Karen in my arms. I kissed her tenderly on her red, swollen
lips. Her tongue darted out, licking my lips, and our mouths
mashed together in a soft, wide open kiss.
I pushed her jacket back over her shoulders and she shrugged
it off. I threw it onto the kitchen table and started unbuttoning
her blouse, while she worked at unbuttoning my shirt. We let the
shirts drop to the floor as we ran our hands over one another,
still locked in a wet kiss. Her skirt dropped to the floor beside
the shirts. She ended up with her arms around my neck, while I
was kneading her muscular ass with both hands. She wrapped her
legs around my hips as I lifted her off the kitchen floor. I
stepped out of my pants and carried her to the counter.
Setting her on the edge, I said, “Now it’s your turn,” and
squatted down between her open legs. I started licking her thighs
where the stockings ended and worked my way up to her crotch. Her
labia were swollen, red and very wet. I teasingly ran my tongue
around her pussy, avoiding her clit and lips. She put her feet
behind my shoulders and pulled me closer. I looked up at her
face, seeing her eyes closed and lips parted, her tongue at the
corner of her mouth.
I turned my attention back to her soaked pubis and gently
blew on her clit. It seemed to swell as I watched, growing longer
and thicker. I lightly closed my lips around it, then sucked it
into my mouth. Karen gasped. Keeping up the suction, I vibrated
it with my tongue, causing her hips to tremble. Releasing her
clit, which was now about the size of pencil eraser, I plunged my
tongue as deep into her as I could. My upper lip was mashed
against her hard little button as I sucked and slurped her pussy.
Her fingers ran through my hair, pulling my head tight against
her. I pulled my tongue out and moved back to her clit, sucking
and licking it. I sucked it in and gently bit down on it, rolling
it between my teeth. She cried out and her hips spasmed again and
again. She got even wetter as she had orgasm after orgasm. I
kept working her clit with my lips, tongue and teeth until her
spasms subsided. She was moaning, and still circling her hips
when I stood up and took her head in my hands.
“And I’ve wanted to do that for a long time, too,” I told
her. I kissed her mouth hard, then stepped back. “God, you’re
really something.” Glancing down at my still erect penis, I said,
“I haven’t been this horny since college.”
“Well, I wanted you to fuck me then, so I’m glad to see I
didn’t really miss out,” Karen said. “Now come over here and put
that big dick in my hot little cunt.”

Chapter 3

Karen slid her ass over to the corner of the kitchen counter,
placing one foot on each side, spreading herself out at a ninety
degree angle. Her pussy gaped open, the juices glistening. I
stood in front of her, aiming my cock at that delctable hole. She
reached down, gripping me, and ran the purplish head up and down
her dripping box. Then she centered me right on target and said,
“Push it in. Hard!”
I thrust my cock into her pussy as fast as I could, slapping
our bodies tightly together. I paused and ground my hips against
hers, feeling the end of my dick rubbing her cervix. I slowly
withdrew, until just the head was still inside her, then slammed
it back in to the hilt. I repeated that for a while, until Karen
was meeting my thrusts. Then we just started to fuck. In and
out. Fast. Slow. Hard. Soft. Whatever felt good. She put her
feet behind my hips and helped vary our speed and intensity. I
put my hands on her tits and pinched her nipples. They were huge
and hard. When I pinched them, her hips shook and her pussy
tightened on my cock. We stared into each others eyes,
intensifying the lust our bodies felt. Her breath started to come
in short pants and I sensed her orgasm building. I was on the
edge, holding off until she started hers. Suddenly, she started
crying out. The muscles in her cunt started milking my cock and I
let go. Spurts of cum shot into her as we hit climax together.
Our bodies shook and she fell back against the cupboards. I
leaned onto the counter, my knees weak. We kissed. More gently
now that we had temporarily sated our sexual hunger. After a
moment of recovery, we held each other and softly kissed. From
the dining room door came a quiet cough.
“If you two are through working up an appetite, I’ll be happy
to fix some dinner.” An oriental woman, her long black hair
hanging shiny and straight, stood in the doorway, smiling. Karen
said, “Jurgen, I’d like you to meet my wife, Tse.”

]]> http://storysexblog.com/memory-of-the-woman/feed/ 0 Nympho Nurse http://storysexblog.com/nympho-nurse/ http://storysexblog.com/nympho-nurse/#comments Tue, 30 Oct 2007 13:38:17 +0000 Administrator http://storysexblog.com/?p=37 My most unusual and erotic sexual experience occurred several years ago near
the end of my sophomore year in college. I had just finished an afternoon
exam and thought I would stop by a campus bar for a few beers on my way home.
The bar I stopped at was a grad student hangout, but was also occasionally
frequented by locals. I liked the place because of the diverse crowd and
because they had the cheapest beer on campus.

When I walked in I was startled at how busy the place was at four in the
afternoon. Every table had someone sitting at it! This really wasn’t a
problem since each table was very long with benches on each side leaving
me several seating possibilities. I got a beer at the bar and positioned
myself at the end of a table near the back of the bar. Sitting at the
other end of the table were several women in nurses uniforms. From
the the smattering of conversation I heard over the sound of the juke box,
I gathered that they had just finished an unusually rough shift at the local
hospital. They must have been there a while because there were several empty
pitchers on the table.

I was busy working on my second beer and attempting to think of some way to
introduce myself when they all got up to leave. All of them that is, but
the nurse at the far end of the table. She still had a full beer and I heard
her tell her friends that she would stick around to finish it before she
headed home. To be honest, I don’t think I even noticed her before her
friends got up to leave. She was older than the others, probably early
thirties and a little over weight. Her hair was bleach blond with about an
inch of dark roots showing. Her eyebrows had been over plucked and she
used lots of blue eye shadow which even back then seemed out-of-style. I
guess you would say she wasn’t much of a catch, but I remember thinking at
the time that there was a certain sleaziness about her looks which really
turned me on.

Figuring I had nothing to lose, I slid down to her end of the table. I
introduced myself and launched into my usual patter about the weather and
local sports teams. She was obviously bored, but she politely sipped
her beer and listened to my monologue. When her beer was empty, she said
that she needed to go pee. Without thinking I blurted out “can I watch?”.
To this day, I’m not sure why I say it. Maybe I was trying to be sarcastic
since I figured she was using the bathroom as an excuse to slip out the
back door. In any case, I never expected her reaction. She sat back down,
leaned forward, looked me straight in the eyes and said “really?”. The
intensity of her stare and the seriousness in her tone took me completely
by surprise. I didn’t know what to say. I sat there for what felt like an
eternity before I finally choked out “sure”. She stood up, extended her
hand and said “Well then, lets go.”.

This was the first time I had seen her standing. Although I had noticed that
she was on the plump side, I hadn’t expected her to have such a heavy bottom.
Her white nursing slacks were tight against her large round ass. Her tight
slacks and small breasts may have helped make her ass and thighs seem
disproportionately large, but there was just no denying it, this woman had
a big butt! I just sat there staring at her, trying to figure out what I
was getting into. Finally she said “are you coming or not?”. Still dazed, I
got up and took her hand. She lead me toward the back of the bar to the rear
exit which led into an alley behind the bar. I asked her where we were
going, and she replied that she had an apartment just around the corner.
Still holding her hand we walked down the alley together. When I finally
had regained enough composure to ask just what she had planned for me, she
just said “Shhh, just enjoy the moment. I’ll take care of everything.”. We
walked the rest of the way in silence.

When we got to her apartment, she lead me straight to the bedroom. She told
me very matter-of-factly to take off my clothes and lay on the bed. As I
undressed, she stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips and watched.
When I pulled my jockey shorts off to reveal my rock hard erection, I saw her
smile for the very first time. Without a word, she gestured for me to lie
down on the bed. After I did so, she reached behind my head and pulled
out two dark strips of material from beneath the mattress and began to tie
the end of one to my wrist. I must have had panic written all over my face
as she stopped immediately and said “Don’t worry, they’re just silk ties.
I’ll tie them loose so you can get free if you really want to.”. I nodded my
head sheepishly and she continued to tie my wrists. She then pulled the ends
of two more ties from under the end of the mattress and tied my ankles. She
tucked two pillows under the back of my head so that my head was angled so
that I could see the foot of the bed. I gently tested my restraints and
found that although loose as promised, my movement was limited to swaying
slightly from side to side.

Once my “host” felt I was properly positioned, she went to the foot of the
bed and began to slowly undress. She began by unbuttoning her blouse to
reveal a white lace bra. Next she pulled down her slacks, all the while,
staring me straight in the eyes. Next she turned and slowly bent over,
showing me her big ass which was barely covered by her white cotton panties.
She slowing began to pull them down to reveal her huge pillowy ass cheeks.
Turning, she caught me licking my lips and said “like what you see so far?”.
I just nodded and gave her my best lecherous grin. All she said was “good”
as she climbed onto the bed. Straddling my chest, her pussy was only
a foot from my face. It was covered with a thick thatch of brown hair which
started as a little trickle of hair at the navel and grew into a dark
triangle which disappeared between her meaty thighs. Very slowly and
deliberately, she began to play with her pussy. At first just by running
her fingers through the hair. Gradually, her fingers began to probe between
her plump pussy lips. As she spread them, I could see her prominent pink
labia and the bud of her swollen clitoris. I was mesmerized by the sight
and the smell. My cock was aching as I drooled over the beautiful pussy
that was being fingered just inches from my face. She seemed to be
approaching orgasm when she suddenly stopped teasing her swollen clit and
spread her pussy wide with both hands. I was admiring her beautiful pussy
now fully engorged and literally dripping with juice when a squirt of hot
pee hit me square in the face. In all the excitement of being tied up and
watching my chubby nurse masturbate, I had completely forgotten that it was
my sarcastic comment about watching her pee that begun this adventure.

After the initial shock of the first blast of pee, I watched with fascination
and lust as a beautiful golden stream of pee sprayed out of her hot hairy
pussy soaking my face and hair. I tried to position my head so that I could
catch the stream in my mouth, but her gyrating hips kept the stream of pee
criss crossing my face. I couldn’t believe that I actually wanted her to
pee in my mouth! ‘Want’ wasn’t the right word, I needed to taste her pee. I
was going crazy with lust! My cock was bobbing uncontrollably and my balls
ached. My mouth was wide open, my tongue extended catching all the hot pee
I could as the stream moved back and forth across my face. Finally, she
stopped her teasing and aimed the hot spray right into my mouth. I gulped
down a couple of mouthfuls before she finally stopped. Using the head of
the bed for support, she raised herself to her feet and positioned herself
so that she was standing over me straddling my crotch. Placing her hands on
her hips, she closed her eyes and let go another long stream of hot pee.
Since she was not holding her pussy open this time, instead of a solid
stream, pee sprayed all over. Some sprayed on my chest, but most of the
golden liquid dripped straight down on my cock and balls.

When her bladder was finally empty, she turned around to show me her great
big ass. She got down on all fours and slowly backed her butt into my face.
I attempted to lick her pussy, but she repositioned herself so that her tight
little asshole was pressed against my lips. I had never licked a women’s ass
before, and didn’t really know what I should do. I licked it, sucked it,
even tried to bury my tongue deep inside it. Apparently I was doing
something right as I could hear her moaning softly and she began to slowly
grind her pussy against my chest.

I could feel her hot breath on my cock and balls as I hungrily licked her
asshole. Occasionally I would feel her mouth or tongue on my inner thighs
or balls. At first I thought she was trying to tease me, but I soon realized
that she was lapping up any pee that remained on my crotch! She was careful
to avoid my cock as I think she knew that the slightest stimulation would
make me cum.

After several delicious minutes of ass licking, she tilted her ass slightly,
pulling her asshole from my lips. Without warning she let go a large fart
right in my face! The smell was like nothing I had ever experienced. It was
so intense I felt dizzy and I almost came! She lowered her asshole back to
my lips and I resumed my tonguing with even greater passion. Several times
she tilted her hips to position her asshole directly in front of my nose
to pass gas. Each time I would inhale deeply before resuming my tongue
worship of her ass. After what seemed like hours, she pulled her ass from
my face and repositioned it about a foot away from my face. Reaching back
with both hands she pulled her big ass cheeks wide apart to expose her hot
hairy pussy and the dark brown asshole I had been sucking so feverishly.
Once again I saw her tilt her hips slightly, and I watched her little brown
asshole began to open slightly. Too my surprise, no gas rushed out. For
a moment I was confused, but then I realized what was happening. She was
going to shit on me! Although I had done things tonight that I never thought
I would do (and loved them), this was just to much! Her asshole continued to
widen and I could begin to see the end of a large turd just inside the
opening. She continued to push and I saw the turd slowly begin to emerge
from her asshole. All of a sudden, she relaxed and the turd quickly slipped
back inside out-of-site. She repeated this several times, each time exposing
a little more of the turd. As she did this I found myself beginning to feel
that crazy lust build back up inside of me until I was actually craning my
neck and sticking out my tongue in an attempt to reach her shit! After
several more teases, she finally pushed several inches of firm brown shit
out of her ass. It hung from her asshole for a moment and then dropped to my
chest. The smell was, well, you can imagine!

She continued to push, until 2 more large firm turds lay steaming on my
chest. She had shit so close to my face that I was actually able to touch
the last turd with my tongue as it fell from her asshole and landed on my
chest. When she was all done, she said “please clean me up” and once again
backed her big ass into my face. As I feverishly licked and sucked her dirty
asshole, she squirmed excitedly on my chest. I could feel her wet pussy
smearing her warm shit all over my neck and chest. I could tell that she
was very near orgasm from the twitching of her thigh muscles. Just as she
began to moan, she grabbed my cock roughly in her hand and began to stroke
it. With only a few strokes of her hand I was convulsing beneath her.
I had my face buried so deep between her ass cheeks I couldn’t even breath.
I literally went out of my mind! The intensity of my orgasm was like nothing
I had experienced before or since. I think she orgasmed too, but I was so
absorbed in the intensity of my own orgasm, that I couldn’t tell. She
continued to pump my cock until I finally relaxed and let my tongue slip
from her gaping asshole. We laid there in a smelly heap for several
minutes before she finally crawled off me. She had shit smeared on her
stomach and in her pubic hair as well as a big gob of my cum in her hair.
I must have been quite a sight too because she looked down at me, made a
face and said “yuk, what a mess!”. Grabbing some tissues from the head of
the bed she scooped up most of the shit laying on my neck and chest and
then rushed out of the room. She returned in a couple of minutes wearing
a bathrobe and carrying a pan of soapy water and a towel. Sitting beside me
on the bed, she gave me quick but efficient sponge bath. I made no attempts
at conversation as I still hadn’t regained my composure from the intensity
of my orgasm.

When my sponge bath was complete, she untied my hands and feet and handed
me my clothes. Glancing at the clock on the wall, she said “sorry to poop
and run, but I’ve got to hop in the shower. I’m already late for a dinner
date with friends. Could you be a dear and let yourself out?”. Still a bit
dazed I nodded in agreement, and she disappeared through the bedroom door.
After I got dressed, I heard the shower running in the bathroom, so as
requested, I let myself out. As I made the long walk back to the dorm, I
tried to sort out everything that had happened. I couldn’t believe all the
sick things I had done, yet I had loved every minute of it! This was
definitely the most exciting sexual experience I had ever had and I hadn’t
kissed her or even seen her breasts. Hell, I never even asked her her name!

When I got back to the dorm, I took a long hot shower, trying to get
rid of the smell, but no matter how much I scrubbed, it seemed to linger.
It was several days before I got over the shock of what I had done. I kept
thinking that you just don’t do those types of things and enjoy them.

The semester ended and I went home for the summer. My initial feelings of
shock and disgust gradually gave way to lust and the first day of my junior
year I went back to her apartment. Sweaty with anticipation I knocked on the
apartment door. Much to my dismay, I was met at the door by an oriental grad
student. He politely told me that he had moved in over the summer and had
never met the previous tenant.

For the last fifteen years now, I have been watching for her on the street,
in bars and shopping malls. But even if I never see her again, I will never
ever forget the afternoon I spent with my naughty nurse.

]]> http://storysexblog.com/nympho-nurse/feed/ 0 Spanking Sex Story http://storysexblog.com/spanking-sex-story/ http://storysexblog.com/spanking-sex-story/#comments Tue, 23 Oct 2007 14:59:05 +0000 Administrator http://storysexblog.com/spanking-sex-story/ Ann sat on the corner of the bed waiting for Tom to enter
the room and give the inevetible order to strip and lay across
the bed for her spanking. She could hear the sound of the strap
landing across her Jennifer’s rear and the accompanying cries of
pain and promises to be a good girl. As she sat listening she
remembered one of the many spankings she had recieved from her
father many years ago.
She had been sixteen and, she figured, too old to be spanked
anymore. Ann’s father had just started allowing her to go out with
some of the boys from school, on the stipulation that she be home
no later than 10:30. She usually had no problem being in on time
but never really worried about what might happen if she should be
later than that, figuring that at most she would be grounded for a
week or so, after all, it had been almost 2 years since her last
spanking.
Well, one night she was out with a boy she particularly liked
and didn’t pay attention to the time, it was nearly midnight before
she came home. As soon as she stepped in the house her father was
waiting for her strap in hand.
“Well young lady, what do you have to say for yourself?” he asked.
“Didn’t I tell you that you were to be in by 10:30 or you’d be
punished?”
She didn’t know what to say, “Y-yes sir, b-but it’s not even
midnight yet, I didn’t think..”
“That’s right, you certainly didn’t”, her father broke in, “and
now you’re going to be punished, you had no right worrying your
mother & me like that.”.
“I’m sorry dad, it won’t happen again, I just lost track of the
time”.
Her eyes were transfixed to the leather strap dangling in her
father’s hand.
“You bet it won’t happen again young lady,” he said, “after I
get through with your backside you’ll be sure to be in on time from
here on.”
“B-b-backside” she stammered, “you’re not really going to strap
me now are you, I’m too old for that.”
“Nonsense girl, obviously you aren’t old enough to follow my
orders, and if you’re going to act like a 10 year old you can
figure on being treated like one includung having your bare bottom
strapped.”
“Now go to your room and take off your jeans and panties” he
ordered.
“Oh how humiliating!” she thought, “not only getting a strapping
but a bare bottomed one at that, and at my age.”
She knew better that to argue though, she could tell that her dad
meant business and now was not the time to try to bargain her way
out of what she had coming. Slowly she walked to her room with her
dad right behind, once inside she fumbled nervously with the buttons
on her jeans finally getting them undone, then slowly she slid them
off, past her shapely hips and to the floor.
“Panties too” said her father, and then lay down across the bed.”
“Please dad, can’t I leave them on, it’ll hurt just as bad,” she
pleaded, thinking how embarrasing it would be for her to have to
expose her maturing body to her father.
“You heard me girl, either you take them off or I will!” he
exclaimed.
She certainly didn’t want that so she complied, removing her
panties and draping her body across the bed.
“Legs apart,” he ordered, and she did as she was told.
SMACK!! the strap landed without warning bringing a yelp from
Ann’s throat, OWWW!
SMACK, WHAP, SMACK, SMACK, the strap landed again and again on
the unprotected cheecks until she lost count. The strapping seemed
to go on forever to her, though in reality it only lasted five minutes
or so it seemed an eternity to her stinging, burning bottom.
WHAP, SLAP, WHAP, the strap continued to land, each stroke
causing the fire in her bum to burn ever hotter, by the 15th stroke
she was blubbering like a baby, chanting the same song all naughty
girls do at these times, “PLEASE DADDY, I-I’M SORRY, I’LL BE A G-GOOD
GIRL I PROMISE! PLEASE NO MORE!.
The sounds of that long ago whipping were still ringing in her
ears when Tom walked into the room with his belt still in hand.
“Well, do you have anything to say for yourself before we start?”
he asked.
The sound of his voice snapped her back to the present, she had
begun to get turned on thinking about her fathers belting, and she
had almost forgotten that she was about to recieve another that would
surely be at least as severe as that one for charging her and Tom’s
credit card to the limit without telling him.
She could only shake her head and murmer a soft “no, but I’m sorry
Tom, it won’t happen again.”
“I know it won’t Ann,” he said, “because after I’m done with your
bottom you’ll think twice before charging our card up like that
again.” “I’ve decided to use the razor strop on you to make sure of
that, now take off your panties and bend over the corner of the bed
with one leg on each side of the corner, with your legs well apart.”
“Oh no Tom, not the strop, please!”
The strop had been Tom’s grandfathers, and he’d never used it on
her before, it was thick and Tom had made sure to always keep the
leather well oiled to keep it from cracking, he had threatened to use
it before but never had. Ann knew that this time she was being
punished for real.
“Please, just use your belt,”she pleaded, but it fell on deaf ears
as Tom was already getting it out of their closet.
“Don’t try to get out of it Ann, you know you deserve it and
there’s nothing you can say to change my mind, now bend over and
take down those panties,” he commanded.
Tears welling up in her eyes she did as she was told, hooking a
thumb in each side of her panties she slid them down around her ankles
and straddled the corner of the bed laying her stomach on the mattress
with one leg on each side of the corner knowing this would be a
spanking she would never forget.
Placing a hand on each thigh at the top Tom pulled her back until
her bottom was hanging over the corner of the bed with her pubes
sitting right at the edge.
“Are you ready for your punishment Ann?” he asked.
“Y-Yes,” she whimpered, “I’m sorry.”
WHOOOOSH, CRAAACK! the strop landed without warning.
“OOOOOOOOHHHH” Ann cried, “PLEASE NO!”
Again it whistled through the air, SMAAACK!, right across her
tender ass.
“OHOHOHOH! PLEASE TOM, IT HURTS!”
Taking no notice Tom raised the razor strop again, briging it
firmly down across both cheecks of Ann’s naked posterior, WHAACK!
CRAACK!, SMAACK!.
Ann was sobbing lustily from the third stroke on, she had never
experienced a burning like this in her behind before, “PLEASE, NO MORE
TOM, I’M SORRY, OOOOHHHH!”
Tom continued his assault on his wife’s quickly reddening
backside.
WHOOOSH, CRAAACK! “OOOOWWWW!” P-PLEASE”, was all she could say,
her cheeks would clench and unclench franticly trying to reduce the
heat that quickly built in her bottom but to no avail, and through
all of her crying Tom continued undaunted.
WHISSHHH, SMAACK!, WHAAPP! the leather continued to find it’s
mark, making an angry red stripe and a weal on each side of the
belt on every stroke. By the eighteenth stroke Ann’s crying was
one continuous wail.
“OHHHHHH, PLEASE, I’LL BE GOOD,” she cried, “NO MORE, PLEASE!”
But the strapping went on for a full five minutes, by the time
Tom laid the strop down Ann’s ass was a mound of red stripes, some
already turning a light blue with white weals on either side of
where the strop had landed.
As he looked at the form of his now sobbing wife, still bent
over with her legs spread and ass hanging over the edge of the
bed, he pulled out his now hard and reddened cock and slid it to
the hilt into Ann’s dripping cunt. Tom couldn’t remember the last
time her pussy felt so hot or wet.
As Ann lay bent over still crying, she felt Tom thrust into
her and was surprised at how hot she felt, she came almost at
once, and she was still crying! The orgasm went from the tips of
her toes to the top of her head it felt like. Tom fucked her from
behind like that until she came three more times, then he released
what felt like a quart of come into her dripping hole, some spilling
out around his engorged cock, laying down both of them spent, Tom
kissed the remaining tears from Ann’s face, and told her all was
forgiven, they both agreed however, that that was one of the most
intense love-making sessions that either one had ever experienced.
As they rested Ann slid down and licked Tom’s tool clean bringing
it slowly back to life, they made love twice more that night and both
agreed that the strop would be used again for any more major
infractions, and secretly Ann hoped it wouldn’t be all that long
before he had to use it on her again.

]]> http://storysexblog.com/spanking-sex-story/feed/ 0 Two Moist Cunts Riding Throbbing Cock http://storysexblog.com/two-moist-cunts-riding-throbbing-cock/ http://storysexblog.com/two-moist-cunts-riding-throbbing-cock/#comments Thu, 16 Aug 2007 14:55:10 +0000 Administrator http://storysexblog.com/two-moist-cunts-riding-throbbing-cock/ A kinky episode happened two summers later. Mary was working
for a bank in a ritzy resort town. Her bank manager needed some
video survellience equipment installed and Mary recommended me.

Her boss (a late 30’s divorcee) called me and offered the
job. It was going to take me about two weeks to complete
everything she wanted done at the bank and at home, so she
offered to put me up at her place while I did the work. When I
got there and talked to Mary, I found out that her boss had been
punishing her ass every Friday night since she started work, and
Mary loved it. I also found out the real reason the boss (I can’t
remember her name so I will call her Linda) wanted the video
equipment was to catch her employees (tellers at the bank and
maid at home) doing something wrong so she could try to punish
them.

I did the work at her house first, because the maid was out
of town for the week and Linda wanted the cameras hidden from the
maid. That Friday night, we tried out the cameras and recorder by
taping Linda and I punishing Mary. Linda really enjoyed getting
licked by Mary while I fucked Mary’s cunt and ass. That Saturday,
the three of us romped around the house and pool stark naked,
sucking and fucking everything we could. Linda may have been
twice our age but she was a really enthusiastic fucker.

Saturday night we went to dinner and an x-rated movie. Both
ladies wore tube tops, denim miniskirts and sandles (no bras, no
panties) and they were very hot. After the movie, we bent Mary of
the hood of the car, pulled up her skirt and spanked her ass
right there in the parking lot. Then Linda pulled down Mary’s
tube top and we both sucked on her tits, fingering her cunt and
ass until Mary was begging for a fucking. We allowed Mary to
strip completely naked and suck my cock a bit, then we laid her
out on the hood of the car again, this time face up. As I opened
her legs and slid my cock into her hot juicy cunt, Linda hiked up
her skirt and sat her cunt down on Mary’s mouth. Later we went
back to Linda’s for a late night swim and more fucking.

On Sunday Linda’s maid Rosetta returned. She was a fleshy
little mexican girl, slightly younger than Mary, but still legal
age. Linda, Mary and I watched her for more than an hour from the
control room, before we saw her unpack a few ounces of pot. We
rewound the tape and set it up to playback to the TV in the
living room. Mary brought Rosetta into the living room and Linda
began her act. Eventually Rosetta was begging Linda not to call
the police or immigration, saying that she would do anything for
us. Linda told her that she needed to be properly punished and
that the three of us would do it. Then she told Rosetta to strip.
Rosetta hesitated and Linda nodded to Mary and me. I grabbed
Rosetta’s arms and Mary began to unbutton Rosetta’s uniform. We
dropped the uniform to the floor leaving Rosetta wearing just her
bra, panties and shoes. Linda told her that she was to obey every
command we give her or she would be turned over to the police for
them to strip-search. Rosetta nodded and fumbled with her bra
until it popped free and she slowly exposed her big fleshy tits.
She was bigger and fleshier than Mary. Linda told Mary and me to
measure Rosetta. We took a cloth tape measure and measured around
her chest, and then around each tit, and then across each areola
and then between nipples and finally we measured how long we
could make her nipples grow. She shivered everytime Mary pulled
or stroked her nips. Then Linda told her to strip off her
panties. She slowly peeled then down to show us the hairiest
pussy I have ever seen. Linda had her turn around to make sure
the cameras got a good view of her for posterity. Then Linda told
her that she needed to be cleaned up before any further
inspection could take place.

We brought her to the master bedroom and I reset the
controls to videotape the bedroom instead of the living room. We
put Rosetta on the bed and Mary and I held her legs up and open
so that Linda and the camera would have a good view. Linda then
got her equipment out and proceeded to cut off all of Rosetta’s
pubic hair. Then she shaved the stubble, even having us turn
Rosetta over onto her knees so that Linda could shave her ass. I
had seen a shaven cunt in porno movies but this was the first one
I had the chance to play with. Then Linda had us take Rosetta
into the bathroom and stand her in the tub. Linda prepared an
enema bag (I had only heard about these, Mary had already been
introduced to them by Linda).

Mary and I watched (and played with each other) while Linda
lubricated Rosetta’s asshole, inserted the nozzle and filled her
ass with hot soapy water. After two enemas, we let her shower,
with us watching of course. Then we returned to the living room.
Mary and I then measured the rest of Rosetta. How large her hips
were, how log her slit was, how long her clit was, how far from
her cunt to her asshole, etc. Then Linda brought out a long dildo
and inserted it into Rosetta’s cunt. Then we bent her over and
Mary and I held her arms so her tits dangled down free. Her legs
were spread wide and Linda began the spanking. She spanked
Rosetta until her asscheeks were a hot pink. Then she had Mary
and I deliver a slap to each cheek.

We stood her up. Linda told her to undress Mary. She
hesitated but did it after another slap on the ass from Linda. As
she uncovered Mary’s tits Linda told her to kiss them to
apologize for being so naughty. Rosetta slowly kissed Mary’s
right nipple just enough to have done it. Then Linda told her to
suck Mary’s left one.Rosetta hesitated again, until Linda poked a
finger between her asscheeks and into her asshole. Linda had her
take off Mary’s panties and kiss her pubic mound and then had
Mary turn around and bend over. Linda pushed Rosetta’s face
against Mary’s ass and instructed her to kiss and lick Mary’s
pale ass. Linda was finger fucking Rosetta’s asshole while
Rosetta performed. When she told Rosetta to strip and suck me.
Rosetta did not hesitate, but got her ass fingered by Mary
anyway. She was a good cock sucker and after all the playing Mary
and I had done, I came fairly quickly filling Rosetta’s mouth.
Linda warned her not to lose a single drop of my cum, but to
swallow it all. Then Linda presented herself to be stripped and
kissed by Rosetta. She held Rosetta’s head while she sucked on
Linda’s tits. She did a good sucking this time. When Linda was
completely naked she sat down on the couch and spread her legs.
She told Rosetta that she should lick her mistresses cunt. Mary
and I grabbed Rosetta’s arms and pushed her down to her knees in
front of Linda’s wet cunt. We began slapping Rosetta’s ass
lightly until she surrendered and began licking. She seemed to
service Linda quite well with proper instruction from Linda. Mary
wanted to get fucked so she sucked me until I was erect and then
we fucked watching Rosetta do her lesbian duties. When Linda was
finished cumming and I had shot a load of cum (not much but some)
into Mary’s cunt, Linda took the dildo out of Rosetta and
positioned her over Mary for a 69ing. Mary absolutely devoured
that hot hairless cunt. And Rosetta licked my cum out of Mary’s
hole. After they were finished, we sent Rosetta to make lunch and
bring it to us at the pool. She was told to stay completely
naked. We lounged a poolside naked until Rosetta brought lunch.
Then as we ate lunch, we had Rosetta orally perform on each of
us. Not enough to make us cum, but enough to please us and keep
Rosetta busy.

We swam and sunned ourselves all afternoon, while Rosetta
did her normal duties (still naked). That evening Rosetta made
and served dinner naked and again orally serviced us while we
ate. After dinner, we retired to the living room and watched a
replay of Rosetta’s strip, inspection, cleaning and oral
servitude. Rosetta was then told to lay out on the floor and
masterbate for us. She spread her legs and fingered her hot
hairless cunt for 5 minutes before she was near cumming. Then
Mary and Linda knelt beside her and held her arms and legs, so
that she could not continue her fingering and could not prevent
me from accessing her slick cunt. Linda asked Rosetta if she was
ready to fuck me. When Rosetta asked her not to let me fuck her,
Linda instructed me to poke the dildo into Rosetta’s cunt. It
slid in so easy,and Rosetta moaned all the way. Linda repeated
her question and Rosetta just shook her head. Linda then told me
to pump the dildo into her. I slowly began sliding it in and out,
and Rosetta began writhing. Linda stopped me and repeated her
question. Rosetta shook her head (slower and less than before).
Linda had me pump the dildo a bit faster. Rosetta moaned louder
this time and really tried to wiggle her hips. Linda stopped me
again and repeated the question. This time Rosetta nodded yes.
Linda told Rosetta to say it. Rosetta asked Linda to let me “do”
her. Linda told her that she would have to be more explicit in
her sexual requests. Rosetta asked her to let me fuck her. Linda
motioned for me to move closer. I scooted closer and took my cock
and slowly moved the head up and down her wet slit parting her
fleshy cuntlips. Linda told Rosetta to ask for it again. Rosetta
began begging for a fucking and Linda told me to fuck her silly.
I plunged into her and she moaned and groaned as I fucked her hot
slick cunthole. I had cum in her mouth twice already that night
and this fuck was going to take a long time. After Rosetta’s
second orgrasm, Linda and Mary let go of her and they laid down
for some 69ing next to us. When they finished, they had me stop
and they moved Rosetta over a hassock and I slid into her cunt
from behind. I did not last much longer watching Linda and Mary
pulling on Rosetta’s tits and getting their own sucked on by the
girl I was fucking.

We rested a long time and then after desert sent Rosetta to
bed with another spanking. We retired to Linda’s bedroom to watch
(and record) Rosetta fingering herself. We fell into bed and
sucked and fucked a while before falling asleep. The next day we
went to the bank and all did our jobs with only the slightest of
snickers when we looked at each other. That night before dinner
Linda had Rosetta shower with each of us. First with Linda and
then with Mary and finally with me. We washed her tits and cunt
and ass until she was squeaky clean. We had her wash all of our
sensitive parts as well and use her mouth where appropriate.
Since I was the last to get washed and I saved her cocksucking
until the end, Linda used that time to give Rosetta another
enema. After she filled Rosetta ass with the soapy water, she
stuffed a butt plug into her. Then Linda and Mary began spanking
Rosetta’s ass. The first slap caused her to close her mouth
around my cock a bit too tight, but Linda warned her to be gentle
with my cock or they would have to use paddles or straps to
punish her ass. After that Rosetta was very careful with my cock
in her mouth. They spanked her (not too hard but hard enough) in
synch with her cocksucking action so that my cock was deep into
her mouth as a hand landed on her asscheek. I finally shot a huge
load of cum into her mouth. It was too much for Rosetta to
swallow all at once and some dribbled out of her mouth. Linda
stood her up and she and Mary licked Rosetta’s face clean. Then
they bent her over to my cock and had her lick all the cum off my
cock. I got out of the shower and Linda pulled the plug out of
Rosetta’s butt and let her sit on the toilet. Then Rosetta had to
get back into the shower, and masterbate for us with the handheld
shower head. Her giggling tits were really sexy when she started
cumming.

At dinner, Rosetta had to serve us naked again, and service
us orally as well. After dinner, Linda dug out a videotape for us
to watch. It was about 3 girls getting their asses fucked at a
summer resort. We tied Rosetta into a large stuffed chair, with
her butt scooted toward the front and her legs over the arms of
the chair. She was in a perfect position to watch the movie and
get licked at the same time. And we each ate her to two orgasms
(six total). After the movie, we untied Rosetta and took her into
the dining room. Linda bent her over to hold onto the table with
her hands. Her tits were dangling down like full udders wanting
to get milked. With her legs spread her hairless cunt and ass
glistened with her cum and our saliva. Linda had me get in front
of her and had her take my cock in her mouth. Then Linda and Mary
began to lubricate her virgin asshole with softened butter. They
each held one asscheek aside and alternated pokes into her
backdoor. Rosetta moaned softly with my ever enlarging cockhead
in her mouth. The ladies stretched Rosetta’s asshole with each
probe until she could take two fingers into her tail, then they
began pumping two fingers in and out. Linda had Mary insert a
finger from each hand and pull Rosetta’s asshole open so she
could push more butter inside. When Linda felt that Rosetta’s
asshole was stretched and slick enough, she had me pull out of
Rosetta’s mouth and she took a handfull of soft butter and
slathered my raging hardon with it. My cock was just an inch or
two from Rosetta’s mouth. Linda asked Rosetta if she wanted me to
cum, Rosetta said yes. Linda rubbed my cock head on Rosetta’s
cheeks and lips and asked her if she wanted me to cum inside her,
Rosetta said yes. Linda had Mary poke two fingers into Rosetta’s
asshole and rubbed my buttery cock across her lips and asked if
she wanted me to cum inside her ass, Rosetta said yes. Linda had
me move behind Rosetta and Linda put a chair in front where I
was. She sat in the chair so she could watch Rosetta’s face and
play with her big dangling tits. Linda told Mary to take hold of
my cock and rub it up and down Rosetta’s crack. She told Rosetta
that she would have to ask me to fuck her virgin ass before they
would let me inside Rosetta’s asshole. Rosetta asked me to fuck
her ass. Linda told her to ask us to ‘deflower her virgin ass’.
Rosetta asked Mary and I to ‘deflower her virgin ass’. Linda told
Mary to insert just the head of my cock into Rosetta’s backdoor.
Mary put one arm around Rosetta’s waist and with the other pushed
my cockhead into Rosetta’s hot buttered asspucker. Her asshole
was so hot and so tight, she held my cock tight, but she was so
buttery slick that she wouldn’t keep me out. Linda pinched
Rosetta’s nipples and told her that she was no longer a virgin
ass, but that I wasn’t going to fuck her until she asked us to
make her into a sluty assfucker. Rosetta pleaded with Linda to
let me fuck her ass. Linda repeated that Rosetta would have to
ask us to make her into a sluty assfucker and pulled on her hard
nipples until she winced. Rosetta asked Mary and I to make her
into a sluty assfucker. Linda told Mary to push my cock all the
way into Rosetta’s ass. Mary reached behind me and slowly pushed
me into Rosetta’s backdoor. Her ass was so tight, she felt like a
glove gently fitted onto my cock. The buttering made it so easy
to slide in despite her tightness. When I was all the way in,
Linda had us stop and told Mary to kneel down beside Rosetta.
After she got used to having a cock fill her ass, Rosetta began
to slowly squirm her ass back at me. Linda asked Rosetta if she
was ready to become a hot sluty assfucker. Rosetta said yes and
begged to get her ass fucked. Linda told me I could start fucking
her for all she was worth (her ass was worth alot). I slowly
pulled almost all the way out as Rosetta moaned. When I pushed
back in (a bit faster), Rosetta moaned even loader. I steadily
increased the speed of my strokes and Linda increased her playing
with Rosetta’s tits. Mary didn’t want to be left out so she
started playing with Rosetta’s slick cunt. Rosetta began to suck
on Linda’s small pointed tits and almost bit them when she came.
We gave her two orgasms before the tight warmth of her ass got me
to unload my cum into her tail. That night we tied Rosetta to her
bed so she couldn’t play with herself. Later in the week, we
watched some more movies, this time I sat in the chair and each
lady climbed on and impaled her ass onto my cock and laid back
against me. We would watch the movie while the other two ladies
would be licking her cunt and my balls. We ended the evening with
Mary and Rosetta 69ing while I fucked Rosetta’s ass (not quite as
tight as the first time, but still great).

On Friday night, we went out to dinner with all three ladies
wearing just light summer dresses and NO bras, panties,
pantyhose, etc. When we got back, Linda had us come out to the
pool and had Rosetta strip on the diving board and jump into the
pool, Mary was next, then me and finally Linda joined us and we
spent most of the night fucking and sucking and eating. On
Saturday morning, I was awakened by a hairless cunt being pressed
to my mouth. I began licking at it, thinking that Linda had made
Rosetta wake me up this way. When I felt another hairless cunt
mounting my cock I opened my eyes and realized that this wasn’t
Rosetta I was licking, it was Mary. When I had gotten Mary to
cum, she rolled off and I saw Linda riding my cock. Linda told me
that she and Rosetta had woken Mary with a surprise shaving and
that she decided to join them. After we both came, Linda took me
into the bathroom and we had a leisurely shower. When we got out,
we went to the dining room to find Rosetta and Mary had laid out
a fine breakfast and had climbed onto the table to be offer their
hairless cunts for eating as well. Linda and I rotated between
the two cunts and all the other tasty food on the table. Finally
we finished breakfast and we all went to shower (we had gotten a
little sticky from honey, jam, maple syrup,etc).

I had to catch a noon train for home and Linda was going to
drive me to the station. She had me get into the back seat of her
car and had Mary and Rosetta get on each side of me. They were
still stark naked. As we pulled away from the house Linda told
them to give me a good going-away sucking. And I reached down to
bury my fingers into both of their hot cunts to give them one
last finger-fuck.

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