A DATE WITHOUT MY GLASSES

I'm so excited to write here! Like, a friend told me 
about this site and it's so cool! I've read some of the 
stories and they are so hot, I was all flushed when I 
read them! And some of them, I simply had to touch 
myself down there, you know! 

You know, everybody is doing it, but to read about it.. 
and especially to write about it? WOW!!!

I sure got hooked on the stories. I like best the 
"first" category, it's so exciting hearing how other 
girls gained this joy! Oh, I know some of them are 
fantasy, and most are probably adorned and added to, 
but they could be based on reality, couldn't they? 

So I've decided that I'm going to write to you and tell 
my own story. 

Well it isn't really a "first" one. My first time 
wasn't so special, nothing to write home about. (LOL :-
), I think this is a great one, don't you?)You know, I 
was eleven years old, Bryant was a fourteen years old 
boy, our neighbor, and I had enormous crush on him. I 
would do anything he wanted me –and what he wanted was 
to pluck my cherry. So I let him do it. It hurt a bit, 
and stung, and I didn't enjoy it at all, although 
Bryant had promised me I would, but I told him I did. 

The main thing was to keep him with me, wasn't it? I 
didn’t enjoy the fucking later on either, not really, 
although I admit it was kind of nice, sometimes. I must 
confess that I enjoyed my hand better...and after three 
months Bryant just dumped me, saying he won't bother 
with little girls! And he has called me a slut! He had 
seduced me, and yet he called me a whore!! 

Really, I wasn't a slut! Not then, anyhow! Basically I 
was a nice girl, and shy, and after Bryant, well I 
didn't have a boyfriend until I was fourteen. 

I look quite well, even if I'm saying it. At fourteen I 
was 5'6" high, 90lbs. and my boobs were quite developed 
B size. I have a nice face, shoulder length dark blond 
hair and blue eyes. Oh and yes, I wear glasses. I've 
always worn them, and I never thought anything about 
them. Jeremy did, however. 

Jeremy was a boy, one or two years younger, with whom I 
started to date out of desperation. He was –still is- 
quite cute, I must admit. Any how he said that the 
glasses make me look like an owl and kept nagging me 
about hiding them when we date. I can't, I'm nearly 
blind without them! And he kept trying to get into my 
pants, but that I kind of expected, he was a boy after 
all, wasn't he?

I didn’t let him though. I did kiss him, and I let him 
fondle my boobies, which he liked very much, and I have 
even jerked him off when he complained too much about 
his "blue balls", twice, but I didn't let him get into 
my pants. At least not until that day. 

That Saturday we were going to the movies. Jeremy was 
supposed to meet me there, half an hour before the 
movie starts, since he went to a baseball game before 
that. As always he tried to persuade me to come without 
my glasses, "You will look much better without them," 
he said. That time I succumbed. 

After buying the tickets I've removed the glasses and 
put them in my purse. And, Oh, I had decided that maybe 
I would let him touch me, down there, you know. But I 
wouldn't dream of letting him fuck me! Oh, No! Just to 
be on the safe side though, I rushed back home after I 
had left, delved into Dad's drawer and filched one 
condom. Just to be on the safe side, you know. 

So, now I was walking up and down on the sidewalk 
before the movie theatre for half an hour, without a 
sign from Jemy. The worst part was that I felt like a 
whore publicly offering her body. What would happen, I 
dreaded, if the police searched my purse and found the 
rubber? They would arrest me for soliciting! 

It was about time for the show to begin and Jemy was 
still not in sight. Seeing the world as a blur, without 
my glasses, didn't add to my well being. And the time 
passed and it was already five minutes past the time, 
and I despaired and almost left... and here I have seen 
Jemy from afar coming nonchalantly, as if nothing 
happened.

"Come, hurry up! The show has already began!" I shouted 
and turned quickly into the movie house.

Jemy followed me, stopping at the popcorn vendor to buy 
some –as if we had all the time on our hands.

"Hurry up! We don't have time for pop corn now!" I 
said, and he answered: 

"Don't fret, pretty one, the show won't run away."

You could have knocked me down with a feather! It 
wasn't Jeremy at all!!!! I gasped and stammered, "You, 
you aren't Jeremy!!! I-I..."

He just smiled-well I felt he did. I couldn't really 
see it, you know, without my glasses-and with a mock 
bow said:

"True. I'm Derek. Nice to meet you."

"I-I can't go with you, I was, I was waiting for Jemy! 
I-I'm, I am going with him."

He laughed and said, "No, You can't go with Jemy. He 
isn't here, pretty one, you see, but you can go with 
me."

"I-I..." I stammered. "I'm waiting for Jeremy and I'm 
without my glasses, so I took you for him. I'm sorry 
but really I can't go with you."

"And who is this Jemy, any way? Is the jerk who stood 
you up and left you waiting for him? He is a stupid one 
too, to leave such a pretty girl alone!"

"I... No, I really can't go with you!" I insisted. "A 
decent girl can't go with just anybody. I'm waiting for 
Jemy," I added not very convincingly. Was Jeremy really 
coming?

"Come on, pretty one, don't waste your money on stupid 
jerks!" he said" You can see that he isn't coming, and 
you have already bought the tickets. Let's split the 
expenses."

And he turned around and went to the doors of the hall. 

"I-I can't go with you, you know, I don't know you..." 
I babbled tugging along after him. Scarcely seeing 
anything I have stumbled on the steps to the hall, and 
only Derek's grip saved me from a fall. 

"Caution, pretty one!" he said "Why don’t you wear your 
glasses?"

"I... Jemy asked me not to ear them," I stammered. "He 
said they make me ugly as an owl! And why do you keep 
calling me "pretty one?"

"Because you are pretty! What a stupid jerk your Jemy 
is! As if anything could make you less pretty!" 
responded Derek and helped me into the dark hall. The 
movie had already begun.

I must admit that Derek's compliments did make me 
happy. The only boys who had told me by then that I was 
pretty were my Dad and my uncles, and they didn't 
count. Oh I know, I know that it was just empty 
flattery but what girl doesn't like to hear that she's 
pretty? Even if she knows it isn't true? 

But then I have observed where Derek was directing me 
to.

"I... We can't go there, that's the love zone! It's for 
necking!" I exclaimed.

I heard the laughter in his voice when he answered, 
"And what exactly did you have in mind, going to the 
movies without your glasses?"

"But... but I don't know you! Only a slut would make 
out with a boy she didn't know!"

Derek turned to me and whispered in my ear, "I'll tell 
you a secret, pretty one: Nice girls do exactly the 
same things that sluts do, only they feel guilty about 
it. It's much better to be a slut!"

I was shocked. I didn't want to go with him farther, 
but on the other hand if I would make a commotion 
people would watch and might even recognize me. On the 
other hand again, here I was with that condom in my 
purse going to the necking zone with a stranger. I 
couldn't decide what to do... so I simply dragged along 
after him. 

He went to a scarcely occupied row in the back. We 
passed a couple in their chairs already deeply absorbed 
each in the other one, and took chairs far from 
anybody. I, at least, couldn't see anyone, but I did 
hear whispers, sighs and rustling noises not far away. 

I blushed, and I think that I turned completely 
crinmson. I knew exactly what the noises meant! Wow, I 
was So glad that it was dark! What was I doing Here 
with that Derek!! And now he was leaning to me and 
attempting to kiss me! I resisted. Really I did! 

"No! No,no stop it." I whispered. But he insisted, 
"C'mon pretty one, it's just a kiss, what's the big 
deal?"

"My name is Cindy," I whispered, "and please don't. You 
are not my..."

"And that Jeremy boy, he bought your lips?"

"Boy friend. No, Jemy is my boy friend," I said not 
really believing myself anymore. 

"Ain't I a boy too?" Derek asked mockingly. "And we are 
friends, aren't we? I even know your name, Cindy. But I 
like "pretty one" better."

To tell the truth, so did I.

He kept on and on and after some time and many 
attempts, I had the weird feeling that everybody was 
looking at us, since we were the only ones to make 
noise. So I did tell myself, "What the hell!" and let 
him kiss me... I must confess, I liked the kiss. I've 
got a goose pimples that spread, oh, all over me and 
the hair on my arms and thighs and my pussy tingled 
and... all that and we even didn't French-kissed! 

I sighed and kind of leaned on Derek, putting my head 
on his shoulder and cuddled to him.

He turned my face to him and kissed me again. I didn't 
resist very much this time, and his tongue did lightly 
caress my lips. Oh! My pussy did tingle and my nipples 
itched, brushing against my top tank, taut as some 
small fingers. It was so sweet, I really had trouble 
sitting upright and, well I did probe Derek's sweet 
tongue too. It was so sweet... and warm and slipping 
and sliding along, coming and escaping like some 
frightened kitten...

Meanwhile Derek's hands kept searching for my boobs and 
climbing up my thighs, squeezing my chest through my 
shirt and fondling under my shirt, and sliding under my 
skirt, and squeezing my knee. Like an octopus he seemed 
to me! I did fight him off, but when I have withdrawn 
his hand from my lap his other one was probing my 
chest, and when I pushed it away it landed in my lap 
and vice versa. 

All this squeezing and caressing and kissing, well it 
made me hot and I'm afraid when his hand squeezed my 
upper thigh I, well my pussy did go rather wet. Oh, how 
I blushed! One shouldn't be such an easy push-over! 
Good that the air cooled my exposed nipples. Exposed?! 
How come? When did I lift my shirt? But Derek didn't 
leave me much leisure for contemplation. His hands were 
squeezing and rolling my exposed nipples and sent a 
wave of fluttering butterflies into a pit that grew 
somewhere in my belly, growing and expanding and they 
were joined by a legion of them attacking from my 
crotch, when his hand crept up on my inner thigh.

"OOOH!"

I pushed his hand away into his lap-and felt a 
throbbing hot tumescence in his crotch. It was BIG! And 
HOT!! And it throbbed and trembled like a caged animal 
that wants out!

Those butterflies in the pit of my belly and the shock 
of touching that hot animal-well I didn't watch well my 
thighs and they must have used that opportunity to 
spread, and I felt Derek's finger on the edge of my 
pussy!! I snapped my thighs closed but it was already 
too late... His digit did find my slit and was sliding 
along its edge, sending waves of cramps up my spine and 
into the pit in my stomach that expanded and was 
threatening to swallow me. 

The pleasure waves from my tits that he kept fondling 
caused a storm in my belly, and I was losing my breath. 
I fought a loosing battle to clench my thighs, but they 
did slide slowly open an when Derek timed a deep kiss 
with a sharp pinch of my nipples his finger did lodge 
in my wet cunt... I sighed and moaned into his open 
mouth and my pelvis gave jolts when he tickled my 
nubbin. 

It was as if they connected me to electricity - I've 
lost all control on my pelvis and could but follow the 
delightful waves of feelings that my cunt sent to my 
brain. My brain? I was still embarrassed of what I was 
doing and, honestly, I thought that if I would make him 
come perhaps he will stop. That's how much brain I have 
got by then! 

I unzipped him, and pulled the poor dear pent-up animal 
out. It was so hot! And hard and soft both together! 
and I.. I just felt I wanted to cuddle it... I rubbed 
it and fondled it, speeding up the pace to match with 
the pace of my own jerks until the orgasm hit me... 

My pelvis and hips jerked and jumped on their own 
volition, and all the will power that I could gather 
was to refrain from screaming. I did moan, though. 

I climbed down from my orgasm's pinnacle breathless, 
panting heavily, feeling Derek's weight on me, while he 
was attempting to shove his dick into me. I wanted to 
say, "Wait, I'll jerk you off when I catch my breath." 
Honestly I did, but all I was able to gasp was, 
"Please... my purse... rubber... please!"

The sweet boy did put the rubber on, and shoved his 
beautiful magic wand in.. WOW!!! I had never, NEVER, 
felt so full, and content, and aroused and OHH all 
together and I felt that I just must have it rub me! I 
heaved against Derek's thrusts, and heaved, faster and 
faster, climbing to some yet unfelt pleasure, when some 
deep strong staccato thrusts told me that he had come. 
Derek dropped on me, squashing me into my chair, with 
my legs still wrapped around him. I felt so frustrated! 
I just HAD to come with him deep inside me! 

I tried to heave but in vain - he was spent. His 
wonderful dick was half flaccid and slacking every 
moment. 

"Please, don't stop!" I begged him. "Don't, don't pull 
out yet please!!"

"No use beautiful," he responded. "I'm all spent. 
You'll have to wait until I reload." 

"Noo!" I wailed, "I want to cum, please make me cum!!" 

"Oh, pretty one, I'm so sorry, perhaps you can make my 
cock revive faster you know if you play with it, or 
even better, suck it?"

Well, there was no time to lose. I was all hot and 
horny, and, after all, what was sucking his dick after 
I had already fucked him? 

Derek leaned back and I took his now flaccid dick in my 
mouth. My juices on it tasted kind of funny, I must 
say! Tangy and a little salty with some sweet 
overlay... and the smell made me even more horny-if 
that was possible. But I didn't like the taste of the 
rubber that I began to taste after few licks. I peeled 
off the condom and proceeded to suck and lick the DICK 
itself. 

Wow...it was quite a mouthful, even in its flaccid 
state and it was hot! And salty with some slick goo, 
Derek's semen, I knew. It tasted awesome! If I hadn't 
wanted it so badly in my cunt I could have licked it 
forever! 

Derek evidently enjoyed my treatment. He made small, 
content noises and kept pushing my head down on his 
dick until I hit his pubes every time. I didn't mind, 
until after some time the growing dick made me gag.

Oh! I realized that Derek's dick was responding! And 
growing! I didn't mean to waste any of it on my mouth! 
With some effort-Derek didn't want to let go- I managed 
to pull it out and I climbed on Derek straddling him, 
and stuffing his half erect cock into my pussy

Oh yes! This was the feeling of fullness that I had 
been waiting for! Derek's face was diving deep into my 
boobies and he started kissing and nibbling my nipples, 
sending some huge fluttering, searing wings of into my 
pussy, to the accompanying dramatic music of the movie, 
so suiting to the occasion. I kept humping Derek, with 
him responding and the dick kept growing in me, getting 
as hard and big as ever.

"Oh, yesss!" 

I increased my pace, going a bit wild and fell in 
between the rows of chairs, with Derek's dick yet in 
me. He was humping forcefully now, his cock filling me 
so much. OOOH! I felt him striking again and again 
against my crevice!. All I wanted is to keep feeling 
this indescribable pleasure of fullness. OHHH!. My 
vagina was heaving and squeezing and rubbing with 
rapidly increasing speed –oh what a bliss! With a roar 
everything went dark around me and I shook, or rather, 
the world shook around me.  

{Now that I'm recalling my feelings, I think it was 
something like the big bang. You know the universe 
collapsing into a dot and then BANG!!! Sorry, I'm a 
sucker on science}

When I came to, the movie was ending, and people 
started rising in their places. Even around us. Derek 
kept nudging me to straighten my clothes and fix myself 
up. But I asked him first of all for my purse. No, I 
didn't have another condom there -and any way it was 
too late.

I know, I know! NOW you're telling me not to fuck 
without protection- where were you then? I put on my 
glasses when the lights went on, stopped Derek's hand 
and looked at him. My dicky, he was so nice! Long, 
thick and swarthy, with a red mushroom head. I longed 
to kiss it, but the lights were on and people were 
milling around us and... Well, I thought, I'll have 
another opportunity. (Ad I did) 

Oh yes, Derek? Well, he was a quite regular boy. A 
little shorter that I was, dark haired, with rather 
nice eyes. I made sure that I was going to meet him the 
coming week with my glasses on. Jeremy? Well, I told 
him the coming day that I had waited for him, without 
my glasses, until someone came and I went with him and 
fucked him. He didn't believe me. 

I have no regrets and feel no guilt. That makes me a 
slut, doesn't it? Well I'm glad that I am! It's so much 
more fun! 

More about → A DATE WITHOUT MY GLASSES

MY VACATION

I raised my head slightly from the pillow, my eyes centered, as
were my partner's, on our point of union, the point at which his long,
thick cock was thrusting into me. I was twenty-three and had never been
fucked so well before in my life. Now this lean, muscular man was
beginning to moan that he began to cum in me.

 His head bent back and his eyes rolled upward as he began to
growl and fuck me even harder than before. I thought I could feel the
throbbing of his cock as he shot his hot load into me. I bit my lip
with excitement as I stared at his handsome black body, balanced,
cradled, pumping between my spread thighs. His orgasm seemed to go on
for close to two minutes before his body began to relax on mine. It was
surprising to me because this was his second; I'd given him a blow job
and sucked his first load into my mouth in a cabana on the beach less
than a half hour earlier. I've never seen a man cum so long before.

 "Roll over," I said, "but don't pull out of me. I want to cum,
too."

 We rolled over in the bed and, from my position on top of him
with his cock still hard inside me, I tightened my stomach muscles and
ground my clit against the base of his cock. He reached for my tits,
swinging in front of his face, and rubbed the left one with both hands
while he sucked on my erect nipple. In a moment or two, I had the or-
gasm I wanted. The waves of my orgasm seemed to envelope my entire
body.

 Then I lay still on top of him.

 I had come to Jamaica for a mid-winter vacation, as much to get
away from the ski instructor I'd been fucking for the last four weeks
as to get away from the cold weather. I had turned 23, three months
earlier. At five-six and 120, I know I'm attractive to men. I have
short, light blondish hair brushed away from my face which a guy once
described as terminally cute, blue eyes, and what my father said was
an electric smile. Those are the obvious features.

 Less obvious when clothed is the rest of my body except, of
course, for my breasts which are impossible to hide in virtually any
clothing. They're big, a full 34-C, but perfectly formed and erect; I
really don't need to wear a bra. I love to have them rubbed and have
the nipples sucked. The combination of a deep kiss and some tit rubbing
even through a blouse and bra, virtually guarantees a wet crotch.

 My tummy is smooth, flat and hard, and my thighs are firm.
Everything is in proportion and I have to admit that the result is
beautiful. Nude, I have a figure that can bring a man to erection in
seconds. I actually like to look at myself in the mirror. No insecuri-
ties about my body.

 And I love to fuck. But believe me, I'm very selective. Only
real cute guys, who have the right attitude. I mean a girl can be just
as particular as she wants, all we have to know is that most guys will
do anything for sex.

 On arriving at the hotel where I planned to spend a long week,
I'd changed into a bikini and headed for the beach. The bikini bottom
was cut high on the hips with little more than a thong up the back,
exposing of my derrière to view. I'd had my front waxed free of hairs
that might have shown at the crotch. The top of my bikini had been
custom tailored to show off my perfect breasts; I was showing off the
parts of my body I felt were most attractive to men.

 When I got to the beach, I was surprised to see that most women
were topless. Although I felt some reluctance at first, I hadn't been
in the sun more than fifteen minutes before I decided to remove my top,
as well, and expose mine to the Caribbean sunshine. I rubbed some sun-
screen on my nipples to keep them from burning and tanning lotion on
the rest. It excited me to think of the surprise some new lover back
home in Colorado would find in my fully tanned tits. My nipples became
erect from the thought and the rubbing. As I looked around, sizing up
the other women, I realized I had the best tits on the beach.

 As I sat there by myself, a slender, muscular man detached
himself from a group nearby and walked toward me. As he approached, I
could see the bulge in the crotch of his French-style bathing suit. I
wondered if his cock were hard from looking at so many sets of bare
tits and round asses on the beach. And how long it might be. I found
him attractive, in an earthy, animal way and wondered what it would be
like to fuck him.

 He introduced himself as Palo, one of the managers at the hotel
and welcomed me to his island. I could see that his eyes were alter-
nately on my face and my tits as he spoke. I felt my nipples get even
more erect; I could feel a mild pulse in the right one. He invited me
to join him at his cabana down the beach for a welcoming drink. After
brief consideration and more conversation, I agreed.

 I felt amazingly excited, walking down the beach with this
handsome and muscular man, whose crotch was bulging, while I could
feel my bare breasts bounce with each step I took through the sand.
I realized my crotch was getting wet from the excitement and hoped
it wouldn't soak through my bikini bottom.

 At his cabana, he poured a rum drink for me from the iced
pitcher on the miniature bar and then one for himself. He toasted
my happiness on the island, we drank, and he put his glass on the
bar. With no warning, he reached out and stroked my nipples, running
one hand over both. To my surprise, I stood in my tracks and, unwit-
tingly, began to smile. Encouraged by my response, he continued to
rub my tits, now one in each hand, and roll my erect nipples between
his thumbs and forefingers.

 "We're by ourselves, here," he said softly.

 I put down my drink and reached for his crotch, rubbing his
hard penis through his bathing suit. Then, without hesitation, I
pulled down his bathing suit and freed his erection. It bobbed up in
front of me, more than seven inches of slender, hard, black meat. I
sank to my knees on the sandy floor of the cabana and stroked it with
one hand, caressing the dark purple and bulging cock head, then slid-
ing my lips over it. I began to suck gently on it and felt his hand
move behind my head, holding it in position, as he began to thrust
with his hips, taking control of the blow job, fucking my mouth,
fucking my face.

 I was thrilled by the length of his cock and could imagine how
it would feel deep in my cunt. I kept my hand wrapped around the base
of it to keep him from putting too much of it in my mouth at once.

 After a few minutes of face fucking, he released his hand from
my head and took his cock from my mouth. "Over here," he said as he sat
in a folding chair on the sand. I moved to the chair and continued the
blow job, my hand stroking the cock shaft and my lips sucking and
sliding across the head and the first three or four inches. Soon it was
throbbing and spurting it's load of cum into my mouth. It was a large
load and a long cum; I had to swallow four times. My companion, his
orgasm finished, smiled at me as I stroked and kissed his now-softening
cock.

 "You're a swallower. You swallowed every drop of my cum. That's
good. Only the most sexually exciting women swallow cum."

 "I like it," I said. "I like the taste of cum. It seems to make
me want to fuck more. Let's go up to my room now. I want to feel your
cock in my cunt. I want to cum, too."

    ^^^

 Now that I had cum, here in the privacy of my hotel room. I
rolled off him, feeling his soft cock slide out of me, thinking about
the next position in which we might fuck. Missionary was good for a
first fuck but we could be more creative.

 "That's the first time I've fucked that well."

 "Was it that different from the other men you've had?"

 "A lot. Everybody fucks differently. But your cock is longer
than most. I could feel the head of it rubbing against my cervix. That
was exciting, having you that deep in me. Would you like another blow
job? I'd like another fuck if I can get you up hard again."

 He positioned himself above me, his limp cock dangling above
my face, and buried his face between my thighs. Even before I could
start sucking, he began to lick the mixture of his cum and my cunt
juices from between my pussy lips. Then he began stroking my clit shaft
with his tongue. It created a wonderful, tingling sensation in my hips.
I realized I might cum again, soon.

 I licked his cock head, then began sucking on it steadily. As
he began to harden, his hips began to move in a fucking motion, again.
I enjoyed having my face fucked and relaxed, letting him pump his
hardening meat into my mouth, running my tongue around it as it entered
and left and re-entered my mouth. I tightened my stomach muscles and
began to cum as he licked me.

 Now he was fully hard and I was orgasmic. I pulled away from
him, sliding to the side and out from underneath him.

 "Fuck me again. Stick it in me from behind. Hang on to my ass
and get it as deep into me as you can. And fuck me hard; I'm already
cumming."

 I knelt on the bed, my hands on either side of a pillow, as he
positioned himself behind me. I felt the head of his cock between my
pussy lips and then, with a single thrust, he buried all seven inches
of thick meat in the warm wetness of my cunt. My orgasm, which was well
underway from the pussy licking, swept me away. He was giving me long,
fast, deep strokes. I reached back and began fingering my clit. I could
feel my tits swaying with his thrusts, my nipples brushing the pillow.
I wondered how long it could last.

 In the positions that were to come, we lasted a long time. He'd
been fucking me, hard and deeply, for more than five minutes when I
decided I'd like a different position.

 "Let's switch," I said. "I'll lie at the edge of the bed with
my legs over the side. You put your feet on the floor and lean over me,
brace yourself on the bed with your hands."

 He pulled his cock out of me and I slid to the side of the bed,
my pussy at the edge of the mattress. This position would stress my
tummy muscles even more and the orgasm that I'd be enjoying next would
be even more intense.

 Then he was in me again, this time fucking me with a slow,
steady stroke, but as deeply as before. And he was able to lean for-
ward and suck my nipples again, first one, then the other, and kiss my
tits. The orgasm was even more intense than I had expected. I could
feel my cunt going into spasms. It had happened to me only twice
before.

 The contractions in my cunt made it even tighter around his
cock. As much as he tried to hold back, to delay cumming for a third
time in me, a beautiful, big titted blonde,  he couldn't contain it.
He came again, waves of beautifully agonizing spasms seizing his body
as both of us bent our heads to look at our fuck. It was too extreme.
He had to pull it out of me.

 As he flopped down on the bed beside me, I was in a frenzy. I
grabbed the still hard rod and began sucking on it. He screamed as he
went back into orgasm again but he didn't pull away, continuing to cum
in my mouth for a full minute before I stopped and turned to lay beside
him.

 "You are a great fuck," I said. "I think I'm really going to
enjoy this vacation."

 It was three hours later before we dressed to leave my room.
We'd fucked four more times. I lost track of my orgasms. We'd fucked
in every position I knew, some of which were new to Palo. We'd fucked
in missionary, rear entry, edge of the bed, sitting in a chair with me
straddling him, in the same position on the edge of the bath tub,
standing face to face against the bathroom door frame, standing from
behind with me bracing myself against the bathroom sink, with me sit-
ting on his cock as he lay in the bed -- facing first toward his feet,
then toward his head,  lying on our sides and with him holding me, my
legs wrapped around him, as he walked around the room. A dozen posi-
tions, my full repertoire.

 We showered together, dressed, Palo from a bag that he'd
brought from his cabana, and headed for the dining room.

 It turned out to be a great vacation, Palo was great, and so
was Vincent, and Dominic, and Bobby, oh and Palo's little brother
Manuel.

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MY AIRPORT ADVENTURE

I'm an average kind of guy who maybe has let a few 
opportunities slip through his fingers but for the 
most part I'm not overly disappointed in my life.  But 
at 54 and never experiencing the wild side of life I 
felt like life was passing me by. I wish that I had at 
least one exciting incident in my life to give me 
something to remember in my old age. 

My wife lost interest in having sex with me when I was 
49 and after a while I stopped trying to seduce her. 
So for almost five years now, I've been virtually 
celibate, except for self-induced orgasms. If you know 
what I mean. 

That's why what happened to me at the Seattle airport 
yesterday was so exceptional, something that I'll be 
able to mull over even in extreme old age. 

I was sitting in the main terminal at one of the metal 
phone booths across from one of the many little food 
places working on a project on my laptop that I was 
supposed to have completed the week before. I was 
waiting to pick up a colleague for a business meeting 
the next day and had several hours to kill and an 
electrical outlet so I was using my time productively. 

When I looked up from my laptop for a moment to 
compose my thoughts I noticed a pretty young woman 
sitting at a booth across from me in a little deli, 
one of many eateries at the airport. To my delight she 
smiled at me like she thought I was cool. 

As I said I am 54, and I'm no great specimen. I 
haven't done anything to hurt my body, but then I 
haven't gone out of my way to make it exceptional 
either. And at 54 if you want to look good you have to 
work at it. So I was amazed that this hot looking 
young woman seemed to want to hold my gaze. 

Then she swung around in her seat to face me. I looked 
around thinking that her boyfriend or a family member 
was coming to meet her, but there was light foot 
traffic on this day and no one was about. 

When I turned back to her she was sitting on the edge 
of her bench and had her wonderful legs spread wide. I 
was looking into a smooth young pussy and the lovely 
woman attached to it. 

I'm positive that I blushed, and I know that I was 
shocked. I'd only had intimate relations with one 
woman in my life and to actually be seeing a super 
attractive woman flashing me so blatantly was quite an 
experience. 

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a shadow and she 
closed her legs just in time to let an unsuspecting 
family (parents and a daughter and son) pass by. 

Once they were gone and an airport employee had passed 
by I watched as my beautiful young flasher opened her 
legs again. I looked into her eyes and she mine. It 
was like an electric charge that passed between us. I 
knew in that instant that if I wanted to I could have 
her, that she wanted me. 

Then my hearty almost stopped when she raised her 
blouse and flashed her huge tits at me. They were 
marvelous. It appeared that she had an "all-over" tan. 
Then she scrunched down in the chair and I was looking 
at an inviting pussy as well as two beautiful breasts. 

I'd never even imagined a scene like this in my 
wildest dreams. Then she pointed at my crotch and I 
looked down and saw a lump pushing up the material. I 
was surprised to see that I was a hard-on because it 
didn't feel like one. But what I had done was become 
aroused slowly and had been that way for so long that 
it almost felt normal, like it was just a natural 
function. Which of course it was. 

I looked back up to see her pantomiming that I should 
open the fly to my pants. My first thought was "no 
way" I almost choked at the thought. Then I saw the 
young woman push a finger into herself and slowly push 
it in and out while circling a nipple with another 
finger. She closed her eyes in obvious pleasure. 

It was an amazing sight. In all my life I'd never been 
able to get my wife to do anything out of the ordinary 
and to see a woman so brazenly display herself and 
obviously enjoying experience was such a turn on for 
me. 

She pulled her finger out of her slit and poked it 
between her lips and looked at me as she sucked on her 
finger. Then she pointed toward my crotch and 
pantomimed again that I should open it. 

I was almost like a robot I was so dazed - and so 
aroused. I looked both ways and hoped to god that I'd 
get away with this as I slowly unzipped the fly to my 
pants. I still looked around nervously expecting the 
cops to descend on me as I fished around in my pants 
for my now "every slimy" dick. 

I finally got hold of it and flipped it free of my 
underwear so that it popped out into the open. My 
heart was in my throat at this point and I was almost 
struggling for breath. I was so nervous that I was 
amazed that I was still hard, but I was. I was harder 
than I think I'd been in 20-years, and it felt good, 
so very good. 

Then my beautiful playmate spread her legs again and 
inserted that finger again. At the same time she 
indicated with her other hand that I should jackoff 
myself off with an unmistakable "jackoff" motion of 
her lovely hand. 

I did as she indicated I should do, I gripped my pre-
cum soaked dick and began to slowly jackoff to her 
masturbatory motions. It didn't take more than a 
minute before I shot a big intense gob of cum in a 
high arch that splatted against the screen of my now 
discarded computer. 

I kept pumping my dick and spurting more cum, making 
my hand sticky and so messy that it looked like it was 
glazed with frosting. I was a mess, I had cum all over 
my fingers, sloppy spots on my pants and an obvious 
string of cum slapped across my computer's screen. 

I looked up at my playmate and saw her scoot around 
still fingering herself furiously. Then I saw a 
movement out of the corner of my eye and grabbed my 
computer and slammed it down over my still throbbing 
dick and looked up just in time to see one of the 
cleaning ladies come up to me and look in the booth 
where I was sitting. 

She had a cleaning cloth in her hand and I said 
nothing when he reached in next to me and swiped the 
cloth other the countertop in my phone booth whisking 
away a big glob of my cum with her wet rag. 

I sat there in fear and embarrassment as she looked 
down at me and then silently walked away. I knew that 
if she had had any experience with men that she'd know 
what she'd just seen. And smelled for that matter. The 
smell of sperm permeated the whole booth and I wanted 
to get out of there before I got caught. 

I looked over at the young woman and saw that her head 
was thrown back and she was obviously in the throes of 
an intense orgasm. I had the fleeting thought that 
almost getting caught in a compromising position was 
the turn-on that had sent her over the top. I'm not 
sure but I think it was. 

Then I saw a cop walking my way. It was absolutely 
obvious that the airport employee had turned me in, 
but I wasn't going to stay around to find out. I 
closed my laptop, cum soaked screen and all and hiked 
up my zipper sealing in most of the cooling goo from 
my recent orgasm and stood up. 

My pretty fellow masturbator had fled her table and 
was quickly walking away toward the gates. I thought 
about following her, but I didn't have a ticket so I 
couldn't get through security anyway, and besides how 
far did I really think this would go? 

I sighed as I walked to the parking garage. The whole 
time I was walking through the terminal and standing 
in the elevator to reach level 6 and my car, I was 
constantly worried about the smell I was emitting. I 
smelled so strongly of cum I just knew that everyone 
could tell what I'd done. 

I finally reached my car and drove home as fast as I 
could and took a fast shower and changed my clothes 
then headed back to the airport. As I walked toward 
the gate area I wondered if the airport employee or 
cop would recognize me. I had purposely put on 
different colored clothing to help disguise myself. 
But the whole time, I was looking for my fair 
playmate. 

I know that every time I find myself at the Seattle 
Airport in the future I'll be looking for that young 
woman in the hopes that we'll repeat the adventure. 
I'd love to do it again. I really mean it.

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NOT MY HUSBAND'S CHILD

I was house sitting for my sister while she and her 
husband where out of town visiting family. I was at her 
house for the day while I was washing my clothes and 
taking care of their animals. My sister and I are 
animal lovers (no not in that way), and I knew she 
needed someone to take care of them while they where 
out. Plus it was good to get out of my house for the 
weekend. 

My husband and I had been fighting again. Well actually 
he's the one who's been fighting with me, I don't know 
why I dated him for six years and then decided to marry 
him. Nothing has changed since the first fight all 
those years ago. My husband is a sex maniac. If I'm 
tired or having my monthly cycle and don't want to have 
sex he gets like a child who has his favorite toy taken 
away. 

Well this weekend wasn't the case, I just wanted to be 
away from him. I don't know why I didn't marry someone 
like my brother in law. He treats my sister with 
respect and doesn't expect sex every night. In fact 
she's told me that since they have moved out here the 
sex has gotten better, and his stress levels are down 
and his penis is thicker and longer. 

He's about 6 1/2 to 7 inches, and she told me that 
she's been gagging on his cock when she blows him. She 
also told me how much more cum he shoots out too. 
Honestly some sisters wouldn't get turned on by that, 
but it makes me yearn for my husband to be the same 
way, and my crotch gets a little wet when I think about 
it.

So I put a load a laundry in the wash and was thinking 
of taking a nap. The day was hot and the dogs where 
tired from playing outside. I went into their bedroom 
and turned the TV on to fall asleep while watching a 
movie. My brother in law, David, doesn't like light 
coming into the bedroom when he's sleeping, so it was 
dark when I walked in there. 

I found the closest lamp to the door, which turned out 
to be my mom's old lava lamp from college. Groovy. I 
got on their bed and made myself comfortable. I 
remembered that they had a small battery operated clock 
by the bed (I had used it a few times that I slept on 
their couch when visiting). I fumbled around in the 
near dark and I knocked something off of the table.

"Great," I thought. "I just broke something." 

I reached down and it was my sister's new vibrator that 
David bought for her for Valentines day. She told me 
how it was a gel based vibrator and was styled like a 
realistic penis, but with these rings on them. I looked 
at it in the low light and noticed how nice it felt in 
my hands. It really didn't help that I kept thinking 
about how much my sister told me it felt so real and 
was as close to David's cock size. 

I put it back in it's former place and turned the TV 
on. I took my shorts and top off and grabbed a over 
sized t-shirt. It smelled funny. Not a disgusting 
funny, but a manly smell. Like a hint of old spice. I 
figured it was my brother in-law's and that my sister 
slept in on occasion.

It didn't take me long to start getting drowsy and the 
crappy afternoon movie helped make me fall to sleep 
faster. While I was falling asleep I could hear moans 
and groans from the TV as a steamy scene came on. 
Blurry eyed I tried to see what was going on. No luck, 
the sand man had hit me hard and I was out.

I awoke a few hours later from a very erotic dream. 
That damn alarm clock beeped just as I was getting it 
good in both ends. I never had that done to me before 
and as I laid there on the bed I started going over the 
dream, I reached down and found myself soaked. I laid 
there for a few more moments thinking about the dream 
and how it came about. I figured it was the sex scene I 
saw before I fell asleep and thinking about the 
vibrator I knocked on the floor. 

I thought about my sister and her husband doing it on 
this bed and how tender his touches probably were. 
Seeing that my sister and I shared many sex stories 
from our bed rooms, I figured it was another reason I 
was so worked up. I thought about my husband and the 
sex we had together and for a moment I thought about 
calling him to see if he would come over and give it to 
me. But after remembering our fight, I opted not to 
call him. Fuck him let him sit there and jerk his 
little pud to an Asian porno.

I looked down again and removed my panties. As I lifted 
up the oversized shirt I was wearing I caught another 
faint whiff of the cologne. I was turned on by it. I 
laid there with my legs slightly parted thinking that I 
should just masturbate to get my urges down. Seeing 
that I was married, I rarely needed the chance to 
finger myself. That was unless my husband asked me to 
so he could get hard. 

I had a small thought about the vibrator that was 
sitting only a foot way from me. I thought about how 
much my sister loved to have it in her. I thought about 
how cool it felt in my hands as I picked it up off the 
floor. I knew my sister was a neat freak, and always 
cleaned. I knew she had probably thoroughly washed her 
dildo and other play toys. But I got up weak kneed and 
picked up the purple love toy. I strolled to the 
bathroom, as if it was leading me, and ran it under 
some hot water. 

"This not only will help get the lint off of it from 
falling on the floor, but will also make it feel more 
real," I thought to myself.

I peeked around the corner and saw that the dogs were 
still asleep so I walked back into the bedroom, and 
quietly closed the door behind me. I glanced over to 
the TV and noticed a few pornos that my sister had 
shown me one day while her husband was at work. I had 
asked her about a sexual technique and she showed me it 
on a porno they had bought. So I put it in and gently 
crawled back up on the bed. 

Right before I settled down I noticed another toy. It 
was blue and thin. Like a little ball joined on to a 
slightly bigger one and continued to do this until it 
hit a base. I remembered my sister showing me it too. 
It was an anal toy that her and David used from time to 
time. It also vibrated. I took it out of the package 
and noticed it was clean as well. So I scampered off to 
the bathroom again and ran it under hot soapy water. 

When I returned to the bedroom the "sex chat phone 
lines" commercials had ended and the porno had started. 
I sat there rethinking what I was about to do. I mean, 
no one else was going to find out. My sister and her 
husband wouldn't be back until the next day and my 
husband was helping a friend fix his roof. So, I sat 
back and watched the movie.

About 30 minutes into I noticed that my pussy was 
starting to trickle a little bit of lube. I ran my 
fingers over myself a few times and with the other hand 
I picked up the "purple vibrating love rod", as I like 
to call it. I looked at it one last time, hoping I 
would talk myself out of it. I ran the shaft up and 
down my slit. It felt good, and my body allowed me to 
let out a sigh to let me know how good it was. 

Then came the scene that my sister had shown me. I was 
getting hotter. I had placed the dildo butt down on the 
bed and was rubbing the dick head up and down my slit, 
when the knob on the end jumped to life. Thankfully it 
was the lowest vibrating setting and I felt my juices 
turn to cream. I rubbed the head of the dildo around 
the opening of my pussy as I pulled the oversized shirt 
up over my tits. I held my breath and lifted my legs up 
an bent them so my knees where almost touching my 
boobs. I reached down and started to guide the biggest 
cock in my life into my burning pussy. 

I felt the head slip in and then the first ring. I 
stopped because I was trying to let myself adjust to 
the size. I smelled the shirt as I drew another deep 
breath and eased the dildo further up my pussy. I did 
this for a few more moments until I felt the fake nut 
sack resting at the entrance to my vagina. I laid there 
holding the fake cock with my cegal muscles. I couldn't 
believe I took the whole thing! I felt it vibrating 
deep in me as it tickled my cervix.

I was cumming and cumming hard. I put my hand now to 
keep my new prosthetic lover in me. I was in heaven. My 
husband had never bottomed out as deep as this dildo 
did. Hell none of the guys I fucked in school got this 
deep. I put my legs down and sat up on my knees. I held 
the dildo in as best as I could but I felt half of it 
slide out the butt of it rested on the mattress below 
me. I reached over to the anal toy. 

Thinking of the dream I had, I placed the point at my 
little butthole. Relaxing wasn't hard for me seeing 
that I had just came. So I lowered myself down on the 
anal toy. At first I didn't know if it was in. I 
reached back with my free hand and counted how many 
bumps on the toy was exposed. So far two had gone in. I 
was excited, because it wasn't hurting. 

I slowly lowered myself down on the anal toy and at the 
same time I was sliding back down the dildo that was 
still gyrating inside my hungry pussy. After a few 
moments both toys were deep in their positions. I 
leaned over on my hands and knees and grabbed a 
oversized pillow that was on the other end of the bed. 
I propped myself up on it and started sliding each toy 
in and out of their holes one at a time. 

I was doing it! I was emulating my dream. I looked up 
at the porno and saw this chick getting it in her rear. 
I imagined it was me. I started grind hard on the 
dildo, when I caught a whiff of that cologne again. I 
then realized it was my brother in law's scent. And 
just as I realized that I let out a loud groan as my 
pussy spasmed against the deeply penetrated visitor and 
I ground the anal toy deep in my ass. The whole time I 
was cumming, I was thinking of David.

I laid there for a few minutes catching my breath. I 
was sure that I woke the dogs. I got up on shaky legs 
and let both of the toys slide out of their positions. 
I went into the bathroom and cleaned them both up and 
put them back. As I was checking the laundry all I 
could think of David. If my sister was correct about 
his cock and how gentle he was, and that the dildo was 
95% identical to his, I wanted a part of him.

A few weeks passed and I had thought about my sex 
adventure off and on. It made me very wet when I 
thought about it. In the past, my sister and I shared 
clothes, we shared a bathroom, we even shared the same 
room when we were kids, but there was no way she would 
let me share her husband. I had to think of a plan and 
I had to think fast. 

The waiting was starting to kill me. I even tried not 
to fantasize about him when my husband was fucking the 
shit out of me. Then a few months later came the day I 
was hoping for. David was celebrating his 30th 
birthday, and as a big deal we went to this Hawaiian 
theme hotel for the weekend to celebrate. 

As I walked up to the Kona Kai hotel my heart was 
racing.

"This is it girl, this weekend is when it will happen" 
I told myself. 

"But how?" I answered.

As luck had it my husband wasn't going to stay the last 
night of the party, due to his work schedule. I walked 
into the lobby with my husband and met my sister and 
her husband. They had secured the biggest room months 
in advance, an apartment suite, and we would both have 
separate rooms. As we walked in our room, David 
sprinted up the spiral staircase to the loft where he 
claimed as theirs. 

I threw my suitcase into the room downstairs and took 
in the ambiance of the room. It was untouched from the 
date it was built. A 1960's "swingers pad" if I could 
say so. I put on my bikini and threw a pair of shorts 
and a t-shirt as David and my sister started to get 
unpacked upstairs. My husband was starting to get antsy 
and wanted to go swimming, so he left. I heard my 
sister tell David that tonight she was going to let him 
do anything he wanted to her to celebrate his birthday. 
My mind started to wonder.

"Hey kiddo, you coming with us?" David asked as I 
snapped out of my day dream.

"Sure, I'm ready. Who wants a drink?" I replied.

"That's the best thing I've heard in the past 30 
seconds. I hope everyone else has arrived" He jotted 
back.

We had a great time playing in the pool and talking 
with other Hawaiian enthusiasts (who David had invited) 
who had come from around the country. He drank Mai Tais 
and joked with the other artists and enthusiasts who 
gathered around us. 

Later that night after drinking and swimming, we went 
back to the room. About two hours after we laid down I 
heard hushed moans coming from the loft. It sounded 
like my sister was going to get it good. My husband 
rolled over and as I was lightly brushing my pussy I 
felt that his prick was hard. I didn't know if he had 
heard them as well or was dreaming good. 

I started stroking his hard cock and as my sister 
started getting a little out of hand. He grabbed a 
condom and I pulled my panties off and started ridding 
my husband. I knew my sister was getting closer to 
cumming, and feeling embarrassed, I didn't want them to 
hear me and my husband going at it too. So I started 
grinding hard on him. 

Just as I heard David groan, I knew he was cumming in 
my sister, I then felt my husband unload himself into 
the condom that shielded my pussy from his tiny army. I 
had brought condoms because I had been on antibiotics 
and was just a little scared of getting pregnant just 
yet. I know he didn't like it, but he also didn't want 
to have children just yet either. Exhausted I rolled 
off of him and listened to our heavy breathing. I fell 
asleep thinking of how I could get David's cock deep in 
me like I had the dildo.

The next day was almost like the other day. But my 
sister wasn't acting like she was up to speed. I asked 
her what was wrong and she told me that she thought 
that she had got the coughing crud that I had the week 
earlier. She didn't drink any mixed drinks, only hot 
tea, because she was complaining that she has a sore 
throat. 

I told her that she probably did get what I had. I gave 
her some of my left over antibiotics. She told me that 
I could get pregnant if I took these and the birth 
control pill. I told her that I had condoms and asked 
her if she had any at the house. She told me that she 
was on the shot and that antibiotics didn't affect it. 

Well about 8 o'clock rolled around and she was feeling 
worse. My husband came up to me and told me he was 
going to be leaving soon so he could get to bed at a 
decent time. My sister over heard him and asked if he 
could take her home. She was feeling worse and was 
worried about the dogs being cooped up in their 
kennels. I couldn't believe it. I had my window!

"David?" my sister asked.

"Would you be mad at me if I went home? I don't feel 
well and I'm worried about the dogs being in their 
kennels so long."

"No honey, I wouldn't. I would you rather feel 
comfortable and get some rest. Don't worry about me, 
I'm going to go to bed earlier than last night. Most of 
my friends are leaving early and I was going to have 
breakfast with them and see them off." he said sweetly.

"Okay, I just don't want you to think I ruined your 
birthday.." She said.

"No baby, last night made up for any bad thoughts you 
may have floating in your head. Do you need any money 
for some medicine?" He said.

"No Lisa gave me some of hers, and I have some cough 
syrup at the house" 

"Okay," he said as he kissed her head, "I'll see you 
tomorrow around lunch time."

We packed up all of his presents and told our spouses 
we loved them and headed back to the bar. I had been 
drinking pina-coladas all day and I was pretty plowed. 
About 10 o'clock, David wanted to go back to the room 
and get some rest. I followed him back to make sure I 
wasn't locked out and didn't miss my window. 

We walked in the room and he climbed the stairs to the 
loft bed, I followed up there and made sure he was 
okay. We talked about how fun it was and about his 
friends that he had invited. With a slurred speech he 
told me good night and I walked back down the stairs. 
My pussy was on fire. I was thinking of how I could 
talk him into doing it, I knew he loved my sister with 
all his heart and if the tables were turned he would 
love me the same. 

But the tables weren't turned and I was stuck with a 
dilemma on how I could seduce him. I went to my room 
and pulled out my sexiest of lingerie. I took a shower 
thinking I could talk myself out of it one more time. I 
walked out of the shower thinking I was just going to 
bed and as I toweled myself out I noticed the lingerie 
begging me to put them on. 

I listened and I could hear David softly breathing as 
he slept. I picked up the underwear thinking I would 
put them back in my bag. But the next thing I knew I 
was straightening the garter belt in the mirror. I 
looked at myself in the mirror, I looked so cute I 
wanted to fuck myself. I quietly walked to my doorway 
and looked up at the loft. There was a dull dim grow 
from the accented lights up there. I couldn't see him 
so I quietly crept up the stairs. I was thinking to 
myself:

"I should at least check on him, he did drink a lot. I 
hope he didn't get sick in the bed."

I climbed the spiral staircase step by step, listening 
to him as he softly breathed. When I got to the head of 
the stairs I could see he was still sleeping in his 
clothes. I thought, "Well I could at least get him in 
his shorts so he will be comfortable."

I looked at him in the dim light. Now David wasn't a 
muscular man, average build. He was six foot and about 
200 lbs. He had strong arms and I had seen him chop 
wood during the winter. I looked over him thinking that 
I would actually just undress him and get him covered 
with the bed sheet. I walked over to him and started 
undoing his Hawaiian printed shirt. No movement. 

I got that off and started with his shorts. I got them 
undone and unzipped when I noticed he wasn't wearing 
short's but wearing his swim suit. This came to a 
surprise when I noticed his flaccid member coming into 
view. He started to shift. I held my breath. He started 
to mumble:

"Judy, I love you so much, this is the best birthday 
ever."

I giggled, he thought I was my sister. 

"Well baby, we can end it in a bang," I cooed back.

What was I doing!? I thought I had talked myself out of 
this!

"Sweetheart I love you, I love how you love me," he 
said.

"I loved you too...baby," I answered back.

Crap, if he woke up and realized I wasn't his wife he 
might freak! I leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

"Shhh, why don't you settle back and get some sleep," I 
said.

Yeah that's what we needed to do was to just go to 
sleep.

"But baby, I wanted to do more, I'm not a day older 
yet" he protested as he reached out to me and brushed 
my leg. "Oh you put on your sexy underwear for me?" he 
asked.

"Yes baby," I said, "all for you because I love you."

I moved a little closer as if the underwear was 
controlling me.

"...And I want that hard cock of yours" my voice 
sounding a little gruff.

"mmm" he said drunkenly as he started to lift up.

"No, no, baby, you stay right there. I'll take care of 
you." I said to him as he settled down.

I took off the rest of his shorts. I figured he would 
fall back to sleep and I would just sneak out and 
forget my plan of ridding his hard dick. But I was 
wrong. When I turned around and looked at him again his 
dick was starting to get hard. I just stared at it. I 
was almost the size of the dildo from the bed stand. 
But not purple and ribbed, of course. I leaned in to 
get a closer look. I saw him put his head up, but 
couldn't see his face. That was good because with out 
his glasses he couldn't tell me apart from my sister. 

The low light and booze helped as well. I leaned in 
further and out of reflex my mouth opened and I took 
the head of his cock in my mouth. I rolled it around in 
my mouth for a while and slowly went down his shaft. 
All this time he was getting harder, and deeper in the 
back of my throat. I couldn't take the size any longer 
and I asked him if he was ready to go to sleep. He 
didn't answer. 

I climbed up on the bed and got closer to his face. he 
was out again. I looked at him lying on the bed, on his 
back, totally nude and still hard. Very sweet. I sat 
there for a moment thinking maybe I could just rub 
against him. My hormones took over and once my panties 
were off, I stood there, just staring at his whole 
body. I moved right over to his bed and climbed up 
there next to him, taking his penis in my hand and 
straddling his waist so that he was rubbing against me. 
And that was pretty much all I'd planned to do. 

I could at least do that, couldn't I? I figured I'd 
just use David's penis to masturbate with and by doing 
that I'd get to an orgasm. I would have gone with half 
of the plan, David got a secret birthday ride from me 
and all was safe. So while I was rubbing the tip of 
David's penis back and forth along the slit of my 
vagina I kept thinking about how good it had felt 
before when I'd had the dildo tip up inside me. 

Well, the more I thought about the idea the more that I 
liked it. So I settled myself over David's penis, 
holding it straight up, and then slowly lowered myself 
down until I felt him start to poke into my vagina. 
Finally I felt the entire tip entering me. I took a 
deep breath at this point and tried to calm myself. I 
wanted to have an orgasm like this, but not really 
quickly, you know? I wanted to really enjoy this! 

But then I started to wonder. You know. What it might 
be like to have David's penis all the way inside me. 
Well, I suppose you can probably guess what happened 
now! I kind of lowered myself down a little more, 
feeling a bit more of my brother in law's penis going 
into my slippery vagina. My body was betraying me, and 
I liked it. It felt like I was being stretched out and 
it was really strange, but I liked it, too. 

I went down a little more and soon had half of him 
inside me. At that point I paused, trying to adjust to 
what was happening between my legs. All the fingering 
I'd done while imaging him hadn't been anything even 
close to what this felt like! 

I wanted to scream out with pleasure, but I knew that 
would probably wake up David from his drunken slumber 
and I couldn't even begin to imagine how I'd get out of 
THAT situation! Trying to explain to your brother in 
law why you're pantyless and straddling his naked body 
with half his penis stuffed into your vagina would be a 
little difficult. 

But of course half wasn't enough. I went down even 
further until finally I felt a faint tickle from 
David's pubic hair. I had him all the way inside me! 
And GOD did it feel good! Now I was interested in 
cumming, so I started moving up and down on David's 
penis, feeling it slide in and out of me. I got a bit 
of a shock, though, when I stopped moving at one point, 
but I could still feel David sliding around inside me. 

I looked down and realized that he was fucking me a 
little. I wondered if he was awake or anything, but he 
looked like he was still sleeping, so I guessed it 
must've just been like some instinct thing or perhaps 
he thought I was Judy. I didn't know for sure, but it 
felt good! I stopped moving entirely and just enjoyed 
the feeling of my brother in law fucking me in his 
sleep. It wasn't too much longer after that, that my 
vagina began contracting hard around David's penis as 
my orgasm started. It was such an incredible orgasm! 
MUCH better than ANY I'd ever had before! Much better 
than the dildo! 

My brain just like completely froze up as it happened! 
Then David started fucking me a little harder. So hard 
that he was like lifting me up off the bed! Suddenly I 
felt his penis twitching inside me and there was this 
feeling of warm splashing happening in my vagina. It 
seemed like David was having his orgasm, he was 
emptying his seed in my womb. My womb that I had been 
protecting from my husband because of the... Oh SHIT! 
The antibiotics! 

I felt a shudder go up and down my spine. My eyes 
closed reflexively, my body shuddered from head to toe, 
and I groaned as my orgasm overtook. My eyes were 
fluttering open and closed as I shuddered in tremendous 
relief. As I felt his prick pulsing inside me as I let 
out a mighty, "Awwwwwwwwhh. Uhhhhh!"

In a little bit, my orgasmic fogged mind began to 
function again and I realized my brother in law had 
been coming inside me as I orgasmed. Even with that 
sobering thought, I couldn't make my body stop having 
the release it needed and in spite of my conscious 
will, my body insisted on keeping David's prick inside 
me until my orgasmic release had been completed.

When I finally raised up, David's cum-slick dick 
plopped out and a flood of my own juices and white 
milky cum flowed back out of my sperm saturated pussy 
saturating David's balls, groin, and pubic hair. I very 
carefully got off him, feeling kind of empty as his 
penis slid out of me, and grabbed my panties and went 
back to my bedroom. I came back in, I felt around and 
grabbed a pillow and placed it under my butt. 

I figured that if I was probably knocked up, so why 
bother fighting it. As I laid there with my ass in the 
air, feeling his potent sperm sloshing in my pussy, I 
figured that I would have unprotected sex with my 
husband when I got home and took a pee test to make 
sure I was really pregnant.

So did my new plan it work?

I hope so. I'm sitting here 6 months pregnant as I type 
this and I'm I know it's not my husband's. And he 
doesn't have a clue. David never found out about that 
night. Afterward I cleaned him up and covered him in 
his sheets and he has never acted as if he knew. At 
least I know that the baby kicking in my womb will one 
day satisfy a woman just his daddy did.

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