Debbie Does You #11 - Ride 'Em Cowgirl

I think it's so much fun how often people ask for me to write about threesome fantasies.  I think it's the most common fantasy out there.  It's also fun because many of them ask for me to one of the partners.  Today's DDU is no exception.












Dale and I had been living in Wyoming for over ten years now and I getting more lonely than I had expected.  You would think it would be fun being surrounded by men, but that isn't the case.  Our sheep ranch was large and much of the time was spent alone.  I missed having another woman to talk with.  Ever since our cook, Kim, got pregnant and left I've not only been burdened with more work, but I'm isolated again, wishing I could at least see more of my husband.
 Today, I got tired of it and put an ad on our website:

 Wanted: Experienced ranch cook
Looking for a female cook that is a self-starter.  Cook MUST have good food management skills and is required to buy, prepare, and cook three meals every day for the crew.
 Ranch provides housing and boarding.

Nothing really out of the ordinary in the ad, other than the specific request for a female.  Since this was my responsibility I could post the ad, interview possible candidates, and hire without input from my husband, Dale.

The days and then weeks went by.  I had forgotten how tedious it was to interview people for a job.  I had been through 15 applicants within a month and still haven't found a cook with not only the experience for a ranch our size, but that with which I felt comfortable.  I know that I wasn't advertising for a friend or companion, but with so few people around it's important that an employer and employee get along.

After six weeks I was starting to lose hope and I only had a couple of applicants left to interview.  Later that afternoon I started appointments with the last three applicants I had.  The first one that came in was Bonnie.  She had a lot of experience considering her age; she was about 5 years younger than I was.  The last ranch she worked on was in Arizona, so the change in climate was striking.  Her former ranch was smaller, but I gave her a chance and listened to her plans.
That evening I went through the last applications I had received and the notes I had taken.  I kept coming back to Bonnie.  She was young, enthusiastic, and smart.  I called her the next morning and offered her the job.  She accepted and plans were made for her to come and complete paperwork and move into her quarters.
Not long after that, I found out that Dale and the rest of the crew would be back. Bonnie and I started planning our menu for the great return and the upcoming 4 weeks the whole crew would be around.

It was wonderful seeing Dale come home again.  He was all tan and strong looking and I had ached for him for two months.  I needed to be with him almost immediately.  Without any shame, I ran out to meet him and fell into his arms, kissing him passionately, right there for the world to see.  I think I felt him harden against me right away.  I took his hand and ran into the house with him.


"Let's take a shower together, I'll clean your back", I said coyly.
All Dale did was smile, that intoxicating smile I feel in love with, and nodded.
The shower was warm and invigorating for the both of us.  The feel of a man's skin when it's slippery with soap is a tactile pleasure for me.  The site of Dale's semi-hard cock didn't hurt either and I took hold of it and started stroking.

"Oh baby I've missed you so much", Dale moaned.
I turned off the water and gently lead Dale by the cock to our bed.  We were all warm and wet and slippery, especially me, because it was a fair description of my pussy.
One great thing about Dale being gone for extended lengths of time was the hot sex we had when he returned.  Tonight was no exception.  We just needed to fuck!  Not a sweet long session of lovemaking, that would come later.  His strong thick cock was at full attention now.  He forcefully spread my legs wide; I tilted my hips upward and begged for him.  His cock stretched open my cunt and slammed deep inside me, balls deep.  I moaned out in the ecstasy of taking in my lover inside me.  He felt like hot metal inside me and my pussy hugged his cock to draw him into me and then unclenched to ease him up again.  The strokes were deep and fast and I fucked him back just as hard.

It was a wonderful four weeks, being able to work with Dale again.  Almost every night seemed like a re-exploration of each other.  His rock hard cock always showing me how much he missed me.  He approved of Bonnie and we planned some things together for the upcoming holidays.  That was the next time I would see him, in about 5 weeks.  When the day came that he and his crew had to leave, it felt as though he had just come back.  We waved good-bye to each other and Bonnie and I got back to running the household.

Days passed, and there was a big chore that Bonnie and I had to tackle before the men got back, a full cleaning of the kitchen, this included sweeping out the fireplace and restocking the pantry.  We had been working on it for two days, and time was running out.  I wanted to finish up so we got going first thing in the morning.  Over breakfast, we spoke of how lonely it gets without the men around.  Bonnie admitted that she had heard Dale and I making love when he was home last time.  I wasn't really embarrassed by it.  I revel in the wonder of making love with my husband and I told her so,
"It's a celebration of love you heard, all I can say is I hope you enjoyed it."

"I did, in many ways, you know it gets lonely here for me too.", she said wistfully.

I felt sorry for her especially since she such a caring and pretty young woman.  We commiserated with each other over coffee before we began the day's chores.
We had saved the worst to last, don't ask me why, a sweeping out of the fireplace and a restocking of inventory in the pantry.  I felt it best if we split up the work.  I took on the fireplace; Bonnie did the pantry.  All of a sudden a heard a loud 'thud' and Bonnie yelling "Oh Shit!"
I ran to her and two 20 pound bags of flour had fallen off the shelves and burst as they hit the ground.  Bonnie was covered in a light covering of flour.  It was almost laughable, but I saw that she seemed overwhelmed all of a sudden and began to cry.  I was practically her opposite, I was covered with soot.  I went to Bonnie and held her, rocking her, telling her everything was all right, it wasn't worth getting this upset over.

"We need to clean up", I was great at stating the obvious.

I didn't want to track flour and soot through the house to get upstairs, so we went to the shower outside the kitchen.  I started the water running, and told Bonnie to get her clothes off and wash up.  There was only a two-side screen to give a small amount of privacy, but Bonnie didn't care.  I turned my back to her as she got under the stream and I threw her clothes back into the kitchen.

"Debbie, there's no soap", Bonnie shouted out.
I grabbed the bar from the sink and brought it out to her.  She came out from behind the screen and into full view for me.  What a beautiful woman!  I realized I was staring and apologized.
"Join me Debbie, please", she asked

I didn't even think about it, I took off my clothes and got under the shower with her.  Bonnie handed me the soap and I began to lather her up.  It was sort of funny to think that I had been in a similar situation with Dale about 3 weeks prior.
I ran the suds over her breasts, her nipples were rock hard.  I thought maybe that the water wasn't warm enough, except I felt mine getting just as erect.  I was gentle with her; we didn't say a word to each other.  My hands, rubbed the soap to get more lather, then rubbed her shoulders, her back, breasts, and thighs.  The flour was off her no time, but I continued.  I was rinsing the water off her thighs when she spoke to me again,
"Go ahead Debbie, it's all right".

I knew what she wanted and I used the soap bar to run up and down her slit, sliding quickly over her swollen love nib.  She put her hands on my shoulders and told me how good that felt.  I stood back up and she took the soap from my hand, and did the honor of giving the same kind of washing.  The soot was off me quickly too, but she continued, finally kissing my ear.  She pushed her breasts again me as she kissed my neck.  I hadn't been with another woman since I was in college and truthfully, it was nice to have the feeling of a warm soft female pleasing me again.
I turned the water off, grabbed nearby towels for us and headed back inside.  Bonnie seemed apprehensive, as though she had done something wrong.  Once we were back inside, Bonnie started to apologize,
"I'm sorry Debbie, I don't know what came over me.  Are you going to fire me?''
I laughed, assured her that she still had her job, and took her by the hand and told her to be quiet.  Then I lead her to my bedroom.

I got on the bed and took my towel off.  When Bonnie saw me, she did the same.  She slid on top of me and started to kiss me, deeply and moaned into my mouth.  I gasped as she moved to neck, nibbling on it.  Her hands moved up to squeezed my tits, pushing them together; she treated each nipple with equal pleasure, sucking on one, letting it pop out of her mouth, then the other.  My hands moved down to her ass checks and I pulled her closer to me, beginning to finger her little puckered asshole.  She pulled herself up and wiggled her ass around my finger.

"So you like that Bonnie?", I asked.

She let me know just by nodding her head and moaning that she did.  I told her to open the nightstand drawer.  I jumped off the bed and went through my toy drawer, finding the perfect treasure, my strap-on. 
"Now Bonnie, get on your hands and knees for your boss".
She did as she was asking, looking back at me as I adjusted the strap-on.  I spread her ass cheeks and licked at her tight red hole, rimming her as my hand gave short slaps to her clit.  I gently bit her ass cheeks, and then licked at her asshole all the way down her slit to her pussy and back again.  Pleasure was washing over the both of us, delighted once again on the wonder of womanhood.  I leaned over her and tugged on her nipples.

It must have been our moans that caused the interruption of the female delight we were experiencing.  Dale was home and I didn't realize it right away.  I thought I heard a ruckus downstairs and turned around; there was Dale in the doorway!  When I stopped playing with Bonnie, she turned around and saw him too.  I immediately felt awful.  I suppose technically I was cheating on him.
"Dale, please understand", I said timidly.

He didn't say anything, he was looking past me.  I thought his anger was building, until I realized he was looking at Bonnie who was motioning him to join us.  Dale started moving towards us.
"Don't worry Debbie", he assured me
"Please continue"

I was so glad he said that, the smell of Bonnie's wet pussy was making me wetter and wetter and I wanted to fuck her.  Dale got in front of her and asked her, "Do you like men too?''
Bonnie assured him that she liked cock just as much as pussy.  Dale said it had been too long since he had seen a woman and now that there were two available to him, he wasn't going to hold back.  Dale was out of his dusty jeans and shirt in no time.

"Dale, Bonnie likes getting her ass played with, so I'm gonna fuck her up the ass", I announced.
I told Bonnie to move around and suck my cock to lube it up.  She stayed on her hands and knees and pulled my strap-on into her mouth.  She sucked on my special cock like a pro as I grabbed her hair and brought her face farther into my crotch.  Dale decided to help lube her up by licking at her cunt and drooling onto her asshole.
"She's ready Deb", he told me

Almost instinctively Bonnie turned around, tilted her ass up and wiggled it a bit, I eased my strap on into her tight hole, spreading it wide.  I rocked in and out of her, she moaned with each thrust, and then got louder as I fingered her dripping cunt.  Dale stayed standing facing us by the bed with a shit-eating grin on his face.  I don't know which he liked better, watching me with another woman or the idea of two women servicing his cock.  He first joined in my tugging on Bonnie's nipples.  I think her tits were actually bigger than mine were and she had darker areolas and big hard nipples, just the kind Dale liked.  He moved under her and bit on them just as I was shoving my thick rubber cock inside her.  Her moans of pleasure sent shock waves from my gut to my pussy.

I figured by now Dale's cock must have an indescribable hunger for pussy.
"I'm going to fuck the hell right out of you Bonnie", he said.
He sat on the edge of the bed and told me get my cock out of her ass because he was going to put a real one in there, hot and hard.  Bonnie sat on Dale's lap and leaned her back against his chest as I watched his cock disappear into her rosebud hole.
Kneeling in front of them I spread Bonnie's legs wide and Dale made her bounce on his dick.  This gave me a chance to lick and suck at Dale's nuts.  They were big and shaved; I loved how they felt in my mouth and the smell of them in my nose.  Now it was his turn to add his voice to moans and groans of pleasure in our bedroom.
After using my tongue as a platter for his heavy balls, I moved to the base of his rock hard cock, then to Bonnie's slit.  Her pretty pussy was exposed, but it wasn't getting any attention.  I decided I would give it the love it richly deserved.

Bonnie's slit was warm and silky, her juices were like a nectar, and when the tip of my tongue found her clit, it was swollen and not only peeking out from the inner folds of lips that usually hid it, it was purple and crying to be noticed.  The tears that wept from her clit were some of the most tasty pussy nectar I had ever had.  I cupped Dale's balls as I flicked and licked and sucked on it.  My hands were free to feel the majesty of her breasts and I explored them at the same time.  It wasn't too long until the room was pierced with her scream and she came, squirting into my mouth and over my lips.
Dale was the next to feed me.  I know he had been holding back a while.  I could tell by how heavy and tight his balls had gotten.  The familiar gasp and groan he uttered meant he was cumming, so I began to milk his balls by gently tugging on them.  His load shot into Bonnie's ass, it was intense and it was massive.  His warm jizz dribbled out of her and I gobbled it up as soon as I could.

We all got loose of each other and landed on the bed, laughing and catching our breaths.
I still needed to be serviced.  I still wanted to welcome Dale home.  I figured we would have our time together later that night.
We all seemed to get along so well.  The time that Bonnie had alone here was starting to get to her and I think she had left a bad situation or relationship before she got to our place.  I could feel it, the way women do.  We asked her if she would be staying on after this, especially because of the holidays.

Bonnie wanted to stay at least until the Spring.  I liked that.  I wanted to be with her again.  I wanted to work out a new living arrangement.  I thought we might have more to learn from each other.  All three of us had more to explore.  We had a few more months to do it.

Debbie Does You #10 - Two Hot Redheads

This DDU was especially fun to write.  I got the request from a member of a couple that wants to sort of make it a gift to her partner.
I hope you both enjoy it.

My boyfriend and I had been living together in a long-term relationship when my work began to include a lot of travel away from home.  We had a strong relationship and we didn’t mind sharing each other in bed with other people.
I had suggested to him that the next time I went away he find a “companion” to keep him warm until I returned.  That was two weeks ago.  My name is Lacy and now that it has all played out with my boyfriend, Tucker, I’d like to tell my adventure story.

I had to leave on a business trip that was going to be longer than usual, 6 days.  I reminded Tucker to look into getting another woman to take care of him while I was gone.  I assured him that everything was fine.  When I got back home, I asked him how it went in his attempt to find another woman.  I couldn’t believe it but Tucker actually seemed reluctant, even embarrassed about it.  I finally helped him to relax.

He explained that he went to a bar near his workplace.  He picked up a woman.

“Her name was Debbie, and god did she love to fuck!”, Tucker started.

“Go ahead, tell me more”, I asked as my fingers moved inside my panties.

He went on to tell me about how vocal she was in bed.  She had no problem in telling him what she liked and what she wanted.  Her tits were big and her nipples large and hard, something Tucker liked.  He liked seeing hard nipples because they assured him that he was turning the woman on.  Her pussy was tight and she was so wet after his foreplay that he easily glided into her.  Nevertheless, it was nothing loving after that.

“I just pounded the fuck out of her cunt Lacy”, he said, almost proud that he didn’t care about her.

By now, my fingers were tickling my clit.  I was intrigued.
Tucker did tell me about a disappointment he had with her.  She wasn’t into ass-play at all like you are honey.  She didn’t want his cock or fingers anywhere near her tight little rosebud hole or cheeks.

“Girl doesn’t know what she’s missing”, I said laughing.
“But, Lacy there was something she said when I was driving her home that blew my mind.”, he said.

Well, like most men, he just couldn’t help asking her if it was all right and whether she had a good time.  She assured him she did, but would have more fun if another woman were there.  My eyes lit up and my pussy got wetter when I heard that.

“I think we could help her out there, don’t you?”, I asked.

From there, we proceeded to form a plan for the three of us to get together and have some real adult fun.  Our plan was simple.  Tucker would go back to the bar where he found Debbie, he knew which evenings she was there, and bring her back home again.  Everything will be the same, except I’ll be home that night.

When he left, I dimmed all the lights in the house.  I sat on the couch wearing white stockings, stilettos, and a smile.  I sipped on bourbon and the time seemed to crawl by.  I couldn’t wait to meet this woman.  After what seemed to be an eternity I heard the key in the front door.  I put down my drink and spread my legs.  Tucker walked in the door and Debbie practically attacked him as soon as the door was shut.  She pushed her tits against him as they kissed deeply and began biting each other’s necks.  Tucker turned her around so she could see my shadow. 

She pulled away, yelling, “Who is that Tuck?!”
“Why that’s my beautiful girlfriend”, he answered her calmly.

She still looked confused.

“Go ahead Lacy, make Deb feel at home”, he said.

I turned on the light next to me.  Debbie gasped at first her eyes meeting my naked pussy, but it changed to an evil smile.  Then she looked back at Tucker who said, 

“You said it would have been perfect the other night if there were another woman with us”., Tucker tried to explain.

Debbie nodded, but I still couldn’t get a good look at her.  I stood up, suggested that we all go to the bedroom, and get to know each other better.  Once in the bedroom, I turned on the two night table lamps and there she was!  Debbie was a pretty woman with big breasts and a curvy body, but best of all, she was a redhead!  Just like me.

“Debbie, don’t be shy, lets see that body that my guy enjoyed fucking so hard.”, I said to her.

She began to strip, not pausing at all.  She quickly had all of her clothes off and then stood there almost stiff.  I wanted more though.

“Dance and show off all those curves to me”, 

I said as I moved to the bed and propped myself up on the pillows.  She started and as Tucker watched her he got undressed too.  He got on the bed next to me.  Debbie continued at the foot of the bed, she wiggled her ass and her tits at us, rocked her hips back and forth, and it seemed she began to really celebrate her body.  My hand moved to Tucker’s stiff cock and began to slowly stroke it as his fingers played with my pussy lips.  After a short while, Tucker told her to join us.
She first moved to Tucker, shoving her tits in his face, that got things going and we were all over each other in no time.  We explored and discovered the taste, feel, and smell of each other.  We got hotter and hotter as it continued.  I don’t think I had ever seen Tucker so hard or experienced my pussy aching so badly as it just got wetter and wetter.  I held Debbie’s head still as Tucker shoved his cock into her mouth and thrust just a couple times, enough to make her choke.  When he pulled out my hands moved down to her breasts.  I massaged them, then pinched her nipples hard enough that she cried out.
I told her she could get me back and I fell backwards, insisting that she bite my tits and nipples hard.
Tucker and I have been in threesome before, but it had been a while since it was another woman that was joining us.  We were always fair.  We never wanted anyone to feel left out or wanting more.  Because of this, I warned Debbie that it could be a long night.  Debbie told me clearly that she couldn’t wait to have me.  Since I agreed, it seemed we knew where to start. 
Tucker led the way.  He told me that he was going to fuck me in my favorite way, then told Debbie how much I wanted to eat a hot pussy at the same time.

“Let me kiss you Debbie”, I said softly.

Debbie sat up, with her legs spread and pulled me towards her as Tucker positioned himself behind me.  We kissed, our tongues slowly met and we began to get to know each other’s bodies.  I kissed her neck and moved to gently kissing her breasts and the tip of her nipples.
It was when I started to lick her nipples that a felt Tucker massaging my ass and fingering it, teasing me, knowing how much I loved ass-play.  He lubed up his finger with his saliva and started spreading my tight hole open with it.  It was then that I suggested that Debbie roll over onto her stomach and present her pussy to me.  She eagerly did as I asked, even spreading her soft lips for me, so I could see the pink gift she was giving me.  She wasn’t totally bald like me, but had a trimmed pussy, the hair was fine, soft, and red.  A hot twinge went through my cunt and I felt Tucker spit on my ass crack.

“I’m gonna fuck your nice round ass cheeks, just the way you like”, he breathlessly said to me.

When I felt his hot meat fitting into my ass crack, I pushed my tongue onto Debbie’s glistening pussy.  We all fell into a perfect motion, Tucker slowly sliding his cock on me while I slowly ran my tongue up and down the hot wet slit of the pretty redhead in front of my face.  Our moans of pleasure helped urge each other on.  Tucker picked up the pace and Debbie pleaded for me to dive into her pussy with my tongue.  I sucked on her clit as I felt Tucker’s balls graze my thighs.  His hand went under and rubbed my pussy in all the right places.

I don’t know what Tucker thinks, but I wonder if redheaded pussy is sweeter, it sure seemed that way to me as I explored the velvety walls of the one I was eating and fucking with my tongue.

“I’m going to cum, oh damn I’m going to cum”, Debbie moaned as she started to grind her pussy backwards onto my face.

That must have really turned Tucker on, not to mention the fact that he was in the perfect position to watch us.  He picked up the speed of his long strokes.  I could feel him get even stiffer and I swear I could feel his cock get warmer.  Debbie actually groaned as she came on my tongue and my face.  I pulled out of her, gently and lightly licking at her inner lips and savoring her juices. 

The next groan I heard was Tucker’s along with a deep “Fuck you bitch!” Then the feeling of his hot man milk on the small of my back let me know that his balls had emptied their load on me.

But, I was the one that still needed to cum.  In fact, I needed to cum badly.  Tucker got on the bed and was on his back.  He motioned to me to sit on his face and told Debbie to eat his cum off my back.  We easily traded places.  I felt a tongue exploring my pussy and one tickling my ass and back.
I knew it wouldn’t be long until I was the one moaning “I’m cumming” 

However, all this was just the beginning, as I told Debbie it was going to be a long night.  Maybe she would learn about the wonders of a good rim job, at least for a start.

Debbie Does You #4 - for JimB

Jim, one of my Johns in VP, told me one of his favorite fantasies and I explained to him about my blog and the DDU feature.  He balked at first and when I assured him there would be nothing to identify him he told me to run with idea.

So Jim, this one’s for you.

It’s always sad to me when I find out that a loving married couple really isn’t sexually compatible.  It’s one of my arguments for pre-marital sex, but that’s another story.

I had a friend whose case was exactly this.  He was much more adventurous than his more conservative wife in the bedroom.  He would complain to me and I would give some suggestions to give to her, but so far, nothing was working.

One day a couple of weeks ago, we met for coffee at lunchtime; this was part of a weekly ritual for us.  It was always great for me to get out of the office and speak to people that were more familiar to me and had common interests.  Today, Jim seemed a bit nervous, he was holding back, but I didn’t know about what.  I mentioned to him that I could tell something was wrong.  Reminding him that I was a friend and he could trust me didn’t seem to work at first, but when he ordered a vodka martini rather than an espresso I knew there was trouble.  I put my hand on top of his and tried to assure him.  When he got about half through his drink he confessed to me.

“Debbie, I’m having real trouble in the bedroom and I think you could help”.

I thought to myself if I had a nickel for every time I’ve heard that and smiled, “What can I do for you, what’s the problem, same old stuff?”

He told me that he had spoken to his wife about trying something new and because she loved him, she agreed.  I thought that was sweet and told him so.  “It’s just that I didn’t really tell her my whole fantasy, that’s where you come in Deb”.

Now things started to sound interesting, but I have finally learned that can also mean I’m on a slippery slope.

“I need to ask you the greatest favor since we’ve been friends.  Have you ever been with a woman Debbie?”

“Yes, yes I have Jim, on several occasions and I enjoy it.”

Once I said that everything fell into place.  We worked out details and eventually come up with a plan.  The following night he’d text me to tell me to come over, I’d be going through the kitchen door, then wait for him to come downstairs at the right moment.

The following night I had changed from my work clothes into my jeans then spent time waiting for Jim to text me.  Finally, the chime came through.  I was at his place within 15 minutes, parked up the block, and came quietly through the back door.  Again waiting, this time listening to soft moans.  Eventually I hear footsteps and Jim was there.  I hadn’t even thought of the fact that he wouldn’t be dressed.  I could tell even by his partially hardened cock that he was nicely endowed.  It put me in the mood immediately.  He gestured to me to go upstairs, but to undress first.  I didn’t know that was part of the deal, but I didn’t mind.  Jim stalled at first, did a once over and seemed to like what he saw.  His cock twitched.  I moved closer to him, licked the palm of my hand and gave his cock just a few strokes.

“Now you look ready for an adventure Jim”, I said as I approached the steps.

When I reached the master bedroom, I saw that a lot of fun was possible.  Jim’s wife was spread eagle on the bed.  Her wrists and ankles we firmly fastened to the bedposts with fur-lined handcuffs.  The kicker was that she was also blindfolded with a thick black length of cloth.

I whispered to him, “Impressive”

He spoke to his wife, “Ready for another round honey?”

She pleaded for him to go on, softly, not used to this kind of attention, “please, please”.

Jim dropped to his knees at the foot of the bed, held his hands underneath her legs and dove into her pussy, licking, slurping, and enjoying the meal and what he was doing to the woman he loved.  She moaned, praised him, and arched her back as he teased her and let up.

“Honey, you’re so beautiful right now I want to take a picture, let me get the camera”.  , he cooed.

Well in all of her excitement, it seems as though she had transformed and quickly agreed.  He ran to get the camera and was back in the bedroom in no time.

“Your turn Deb”, he motioned.

Now, I kneeled at the foot of the bed as Jim told her he was setting up the camera.  Without touching her, that would give me away, I went down on her, flicking her clit at first.  It wasn’t too long until she responsed to my experienced tongue and mouth.  “Oh god, Jim, I think I’m gonna cum”.  With that I tilted my head toward Jim and the camera, he was taking in the body of his lovely wife and mine.  He was seeing for the first time he was seeing all my curves, the fact that I shaved my pussy, or my big tits with hard nipples, not to mention my audacious sexual style and preferences.

Once I knew that she was close to the edge, I thrust my tongue into her tight wet hole and put my thumb on her clit.  She hit the roof, tugging hard at her restraints as I drank in her pussy nectar.  My job was done, I backed off, winked at Jim, saw his pre-cum making the head of his cock glisten, and left.  He climbed up on the bed, and I could hear as I began to leave.

“Should I fuck you while you’re still tied up?”

As I turned I took in her whole body.  She had nice tits, I wondered if he’d cum on them.  I thought about nursing on her hard nipples and smothering myself in them.

…she could be moving into a whole new joyous world for a loving couple.



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The Unlocked Door - The Finale

Please read Part Two (The Unlocked Door) before enjoying this story.

I heard an audible gasp as CJ walked into the living room. He stood there like a deer caught in the headlights. I turned my head and smiled, but I felt my cop’s cock stop in mid-stroke.

I immediately began to practically beg for mercy and my apologies rapidly fell from my mouth.
“I’m so sorry. I couldn’t help it. Please try to understand and forgive me.”, I pleaded.
My cop partner wasn’t saying a word; he was just scrambling to find his pants.
CJ shouted at the cop to stop what he was doing.
I had no idea what he was going to do next and I was worried because there was a gun in the house now. There was a pair of handcuffs still on the floor. They could be used for purposes other than fun.

All I could say was “I knew I should have locked the door”

CJ didn’t seem to agree with me. He went and quickly got his digital video camera and set it up.
“I know how you like this Deb.”, he said as he set the camera on a tripod.
I was worried that this is something that was going to be used against me down the road.

The cop and I remained where we were, stark naked, with no idea of what would happen next. It was up to CJ to make the next move and he did without any fuss. CJ started to strip out of the black pants and white shirt that were his work clothes. Soon we were both welcomed by CJ’s semi-hard dick.

CJ made sure that the video camera was recording all three of us when he started his interrogation:
“Debbie, you’re a damn whore aren’t you”, CJ started
I was familiar with his tone and immediately became more dutiful.
“Yes sir, I’m a whore”, I replied.
“You like to fuck bitches like this hard fucker?”, CJ asked the cop.
“Damn straight”, was the only reply.
“Deb, you’re not just any whore are you? You’re a cocksucking whore, right?”, CJ asked.
“Yes, I like to suck off and taste dick”, I admitted what CJ already knew.
“And did you suck this cop’s dick”, he asked.

I explained the situation, what happened, and that a blowjob wasn’t part of the script.

CJ explained to the both of us that he believed in the idea of the more the merrier when I was there with other men. Now it was CJ that dropped to his hands and knees. He set us up the way he wanted. He told me to get behind him and insisted that the cop get on his knees in front of him.

“Debbie I know you know what to do”, he said as he turned his head back towards me.
He said he couldn’t wait to get all this recorded to watch and show to me over and over. He even said that he planned on playing it for me and making me play with myself when he did. He told me he would let me know, in no uncertain terms, what a slut I was as I watched.

Then he looked straight at the cop and asked him if he liked his cock sucked on. Of course, he answered in the affirmative.
“Good”, CJ said. “Because I like to suck cock as much as Debbie does”.
I watched as the cop’s cock twitched and CJ sucked his cockhead between his lips.

I began to knead his ass as I moved in close enough to lick his balls. CJ got harder and I could hear his slurping as he enjoyed eating and sucking on our cop. I gently sucked at CJ’s nuts and moved my hands to his side. One hand moved to grasp his now rock hard cock and began to stroke while lapping at his balls. The other hand moved him down on the cop’s cock. As I shoved him onto the cock filling his mouth, the cop moaned out. I stroked at CJ’s cock faster as I moved him into a perfect face fuck tempo. Now I could hear both men moaning. One filled the room with sounds of pleasure. The other was muffled, slurping, sucking.

I was becoming jealous. I spread CJ’s legs wider so I could slip underneath him to get a taste of the most delicious hard dick I knew. His precum had already been spread over his cock from my jerking and tugging. I was on my back when I flicked my tongue at his slightly swaying hard meat. As I nibbled and licked at CJ’s meat it seemed to inspire him to suck at the cop even more. I could hear our cop’s breathing quicken and his moans were almost constant. I knew he was about to feed CJ his hot milk. It was then that I took CJ’s cock into my mouth, took him hard, deep, and started sucking immediately.
CJ moaned onto the thick meat in his mouth, the cop moaned out, “Fuck you, swallow me!”
and emptied his balls into CJ’s face.

Then it was CJ’s turn, he started to fuck my face hard. It was so deep his balls were resting on my chin and I had to work at not gagging.
CJ was encouraged by the cop saying, “Cum on the damn slut’s face”.
Listening and agreeing, CJ pulled out of my mouth as he started to cum and painted my face with his goo, spurting and groaning.

By now the cop had started to get his uniform back on and picked up his handcuffs.
I crawled out from underneath CJ.
CJ got up and turned off the camera.
By the time I got my panties on the cop was walking to the door. He turned, thanked us almost indifferently and left.

I looked at CJ, smiled, and said, “Maybe I’ll keep that door unlocked next time too”.

Secret Sins: Chapter 4 "Snails"

Snails

Sitting in the bar with a man I barely knew who just told me that HE knew I often didn’t wear anything under my clothing when I went out was a bit disconcerting. Having also just been handed a notorious memory of my past on a very icy plate, I do believe that I had broken out in a cold sweat before turning to the guy named Ben. “I had all but forgotten that strange incident”.

“Really? Well Dagger didn’t forget about you. He kept that incident in his mind after hearing all the sordid details from “Doris”, and frankly it solidified his standing with the Popes of Hell to allow him better access to the club’s drug dealing enterprises. In the end, they convicted 9 people in the drug ring for importing over 22 tons of cocaine and the sale of massive quantities of ecstasy and methamphetamine all over the Eastern Seaboard.
You see Stansfield - Dagger that is - was an inside man. He came from working class parents, but his grandfather worked for the government many years in the intelligence field, and with his interesting linage was the perfect choice to infiltrate the Pope’s.
Right under our noses too, there between the Seal base and NAS Oceana. Real clever”.
Reeling, I just had to ask, “So, what became of Doris”?
Ben blushed just a bit before he answered, so I was assured that the whole story not only had gotten to the guys, but all around the 'company' as well. “Uh, yeah. ‘Doris’ was originally born ‘Morris’ and she/he ended up hitting on the wrong guy, who ironically, sliced her throat clean across after first castrating her. You can guess at where the famous member ended up being placed..”
I gulped hard.
Ben glanced down at his shoes momentarily before returning to look me in the eyes. “Yup, that was just one of 3 murder convictions they got on the Pope’s as well. Bad boys those guys, bad boys”.
“And Dagger, er, ‘Paul’?”, I asked.
His gaze bearing down on me, Ben looked at me with steely eyes before continuing. “He’s in a program, so I’m not allowed to tell you any more about him other than his name has changed and he lives in a medium sized town; somewhere that he can blend in”.
Boy, would that be hard I thought.
“He cut all his hair off and had plastic surgery too, seeing as he has a price on his head from just about every hardcore biker gang in America. Actually, it’s the program I’m here to ask you about.”
Still thinking about Dagger/Paul and musing with a sense of sexual delight and revulsion about Doris/Morris, I asked Ben about the anachronism that he had just used.

“Oh, that’s short for (redacted) said Ben.
I wondered at that point if I had seen or met someone in my other sexual exploits that I was now going to pay for, or perhaps, well I just let that thought slip from my mind.
“We want you to work for us, and we’re willing to pay you handsomely for your talent. See, we know from surveillance that you know how to keep your mouth shut, and from your work and school records that you’re the type of person who relishes perfection”. This was true; I guess it was my MidWASP upbringing.
But then there was that word he used again – “surveillance” that annoyed and frightened me.
“So what do I have to do, give some big shot and all his cronies head” I asked smugly, “and WHAT surveillance have you been doing on me?”
“First of all" Ben intoned dryly, "our most famous leader has been deceased for some time and you weren’t his type. Secondly, we know every move and phone call you’ve made for the last year, and every cock you’ve sucked for the last 5 years. You haven’t been out of our electronic sight for one minute” said Ben.
Reeling again, I just had to ask how they accomplished that task since I’m a pretty neat housekeeper and don't 'tell tales out of school'.
“Oh that was easy. Didja ever see the movie called "Enemy of the State” with Gene Hackman and Will Smith?”
I had.
“Remember all the cool tracking and surveillance equipment they showed”?
I did.
“Well, it’s really 10 times cooler than they portrayed. We planted a 44gHz hairline tracker in your day planner that you always keep nearby,”
(My hand involuntarily went to my purse. Yup, I felt the day planner inside), “and then there’s the video camera with a passive series tap in your clock radio coupled to a 22gHz burst bug”,
Huh?
“and of course there was the snuggle bug we had in your car to transmit all of those mobile dalliances you’ve had”.
“Oh Jesus H. Christ” I said low and out loud.
Pardon my taking the Lord’s name in vain Father, but I think that it was relevant and necessary at the time.

Woozy from all the information I had just absorbed, my mind raced back to all the cock I had sucked in my car, along with the ones that had cum in my pussy at home. All recorded for the amusement of the some creepy-ass-company-with-no-name.
Who had I slept with or gone down on that they would be so interested in me that they would track my every movement? Assholes!
“No”, continued Ben, “what we want is for you to do what you do best, but do it for your country. As I said, you would be well compensated”.
“So you want me to become a whore for a company I abhor”?
“Not exactly. Think of yourself as being just another office worker in a nameless grey nondescript building, doing a very specialized job few who keep their mouths shut (funny) do well; a job that happens to be hush hush”.
Pondering it, I admit now that the prospect intrigued and thrilled me.
  Bond. Jane Bond.

  Double oh cocksucker: license to thrill.

Ben continued, “Of course, you’d have to keep your regular office job, and do ours afterwards. Would that be a problem? We also could arrange for a promotion within your company, one that would allow you to travel for meetings and conferences on an ongoing basis if you catch my drift”.

My office job WAS getting a bit boring these days; I mean, I graduated Summa Cum (!) Laude from my college and thought that I would be further along in my career than I was at this point.
“There’s just one catch ‘though” intoned Ben as he lowered his voice. “You’ll have to stop seeing Dawn; she’s a security risk”.
Ooops.
I had forgotten about my coworker and our dalliances, but then the thought of that clock radio by my bed containing the bug within came racing back, hitting me with a second brick to my head in less than an hour.
Damn! I forgot about “snail racing Wednesdays”, my midweek dalliance and break from the confines of work.
Dawn and I worked together in the same office as I mentioned before and was sitting but a few feet away getting plastered with the other ‘droids, keeping her now woozy eyes on me every so often to make sure Ben wasn’t taking advantage of me, or more precisely, horning in on her territory.
Not that I was hers mind you, just that she didn’t subscribe to my thoughts that everyone is bisexual at their core. No, Dawn was a confirmed carpet muncher, or in my case, a snail racer. As I said, I’m fastidious in cleaning, and frankly I love the feel of a smooth clam. Hair doesn’t catch or irritate me when I actually decide to wear my La Perla’s.

Once a week on Wednesday, Dawn and I would get together for a bottle of wine and a DVD movie, and after many months of enjoying the midweek download of current work related dramas, we found ourselves laughing and rolling on the floor as we watched Better Than Chocolate. I don’t know of it was the wine or the sexy comedy she brought over for us to watch as part of her Big Plan, but I found myself brushing across her firm breasts as we sat on the couch laughing.
During a particularly intense moment of video cinematography, Dawn flipped her long brown hair over my face as she turned towards me to give me an air kiss-kiss. I felt a rush of blood to my face when I asked her “Did you ever think about doing it with another woman”?
Brushing her locks away from her eyes, she then turned her fingers towards mine, and running them gently up the side of my head, pulled me closer “All the time, every day that I see you at work”, she whispered before placing a light kiss upon my slightly parted lips.

Not unpleasant I thought, so in turn I reciprocated. And then she to me.
Now more passionately. Now a touch on the shoulder, and me to her thigh. And a caress. A light touch on my breast, then a grasp on Dawn’s taut hard nipples. Our lips colliding like race cars. Stars exploding. Our bodies twitching, limbs akimbo as we tumbled onto the floor. Searching hands, once lightly touching, now urging my jeans from my body.
Dawn’s well-proportioned fingers grasping my P&J's, spines reaching upwards with each caress. Tongues lashed to one another, spinning wildly as our passions build.
Then in a twinkling, digits exploring the outer lips of my vagina in long strokes, nails lightly touching my inner walls. Harder now, Dawn’s fingertip pressing into my swollen rosebud, me crying out in the ecstasy of explosions that only another woman can give to her own kind.
Knowledge of intimate secrets whispered around school locker rooms, delights carnally enjoyed within home bathtubs, the feeling of shag carpet as it is rubbed hard, bellies drug across during early sexual exploration. You girls know what I mean.
More exploration, more touching, more kissing, more tongue. Exploring. Sucking. Anticipating. Caressing.
Suddenly a moan escaped my mouth as Dawn’s lips met mine for the first time, her tiny pointed member exploring my garden. Examining every nuance, every branch and cavity, she continued as I did while sounds of pleasure escaped my mouth in mounting fits and waves, explosions of emotion lifting me to the stars, climaxing in a fireworks display deep inside my head and loins. Unable to contain myself longer and grasping Dawn’s head, I pulled her face in farther and closer than any human before or since had been to the real me, and I came in mounting spasms of joy.


That's how snail racing Wednesday’s came to be.

Secret Sins: The Undisclosed Story of my Bad Reputation

Throughout my life I've been and done many things, but nothing as weird and kinky as being an on-call slut for the FBI in WITSEC.Now let's clarify something here: I didn't get it on with every field agent or assistant director, no, I was on call just in case one of their people in the witness protection program or perhaps a snitch, wanted a little relief and comfort.There, I said it, and frankly it feels good to get it out in the open after all these years.
How I became a highly paid confidential "companion" was all by accident or so I thought for quite some time. I was just a normal working girl - get your mind out of the gutter, not THAT kind of working girl - who went to college and was spending time slaving away in the normal workaday world as a secretary, with designs on a masters program at one of the local colleges when one evening I accepted an invitation from some of my coworkers to go to one of their favorite hangouts for a drink or two. Wanting to fit in with my newish colleagues, I readily accepted the invitation.

Sitting at the pub chatting with my fellow office droids was at first exciting as I wanted to fit in with them just a little bit better, but soon I learned that they were just another part of the large percentage of 'droids out here in the business world that are fed up, frustrated, and angry with the direction that their lives have taken, with not a scintilla of ambition to change the situation other than to stab each other in the back as they attempt to kiss the boss's ass on the way up the corporate ladder.

Finding such dreck virtually unappealing, I had just turned around on my stool at the bar when the bartender approached me with a drink in his hand. "This is from the guy at the end of the bar" he intoned in a rather bland I've-heard-this-a-thousand-times-before voice as he set the cocktail in front of me.
I'm sure the quizzical look on my face was priceless as I glanced at the other end of the room, but sure enough, there was your standard young executive giving me a short wave of hello.
"Hmm. Not bad looking I guess, and I like his suit although he sure didn't spend a lot of money on it" I thought. Waving back with a little grin on my face, my next thought was one of excitement that a guy had found me attractive enough to buy me a drink, but then turned a little downward as I winced while thinking of some of the tools that I had met in meat market ventures of the past. Too late, he had left his stool and was heading for me.

I was genuinely freaked but in a kinky sort of way, I wanted to know more - much more.

My mind now racing at a hundred miles a second, I quickly turned back to my coworkers and began chatting with my friend Dawn when Mr. Mystery Man sidled up to me and sat down. "Hi there" he said to me, obviously not caring that I was engaged in conversation with another girl. Not wanting to be too forward, I twisted my head around and said "Just a second" to him before turning back to my conversation. Dawn leaned in towards me and whispered excitedly "I think he wants to talk to you", whereupon I whispered back "Yeah, I know, but I don't want him to think I'm too eager". "Oh go on!" chimed Dawn, and so I turned around to MMM and said, "Hi, I'm Debbie, and this is Dawn" as I extended my hand. "Thanks for the drink". "Hi there yourself. My name's Ben, and I couldn't help noticing you from across the bar".
Drivel. Poor pickup line. Bleh. Those were the first thoughts that crossed my mind. Not wanting to be impolite, after all, my parents raised me right, I swiveled back around to the bar with a flourish and that's when I noticed Ben's eyes. Deep pools of blue drilled into me like a bullet, and somewhere in my gut, a punch had been thrown. "Uh, yeah, I umm, I mean we're just, uh.." was all I could stammer out. "Yeah I know" said Ben, "Just out with the office, eh"
I heard what he said, but I just couldn't look away from those eyes. I mean, Ben's face was just OK as guys go, but those eyes got to me somehow, they were deep and intense, burning their way into me with a cold fire that I hadn't felt in some time. Pinch me. Hard!

"Soooo, you come here often,” Ben said smoothly, and I just about passed out laughing from such a juvenile come-on line.
"If that's the best you can do, then thanks for the drink and see ya" I said.
"Oh come on, I'm sorry. Give me another chance. I mean, you just looked so LONELY sitting there surrounded by your friends, I just thought that you might be up for an adventure".
That got my attention.
"What kind of adventure?" I asked.
"The kind that you could perhaps, make some money with in your spare time"
Oh God.
"Sorry Ben, I'm not that kind of girl. Maybe you should try one of the decked out bimbos at the other end of the bar".
"Sheesh, I'm sorry, I gave you the wrong impression. Look" he said holding up his hand to show me a gold band around his left fourth finger, "I'm married".
Yeah, I've heard that one before too.
"Look champ, I told you that I'm not that kind of girl, so bug off!"
"Wait a minute Ms. Cooper, what I'm offering you is a way out of boring office drudgery every so often, and the chance to make the kind of money that would allow you to finish your graduate studies” said Ben.
Now, it wasn't the suggestion that I could get away from a boring job, or even that I would be able to finish my Masters degree in record time, but the first thing he said that really caught my attention.
"How did you know my last name?" I asked.
Looking downwards with a little blush on his face, Ben answered, "I know a lot about you - A LOT" "Like for instance that your online chat handle is 'apple1959' or the fact that you prefer to wear lace La Perla underwear, or even that you go out to bars like this one with no underwear on at all"Whoa whoa whoa! Now it's getting intense, bordering on creepy. I mean, stop the presses!
"Like I said, I know a lot about you" said Ben, his eyes boring into mine.

The cat in me was curious, very curious, so I said, "Go on".
"Well, I know for a fact that you would stumble all over yourself to smoke some pipe.
You know, worshiping the big salami. To be quite blunt, I know for a fact that you love to suck cock, almost any cock. You worship at the alter of the big snake and would do almost anything to have the feel of a fat penis in your mouth, sucking the guy off until shoves it in hard and fast and cums down your throat."
His said this with such little emotion or kink in his voice that frankly I was aghast and quite a bit scare, and Ben allowed me to sit there in stunned silence for moment as the thought of what he has said sank into my brain.
Just about then, Dawn came over and asked me if I was all right. "Deb, what's wrong, you seem to be trembling. Ish this guy bother'n you 'cause if heish I can get Stan to come over and pound the shit out him!" she slurred.
"No, I'm fine Dawn. Ben just gave me something to think about all of a sudden. I'll be fine, really".
With a reassuring look that bordered on concern, Dawn said OK, and returned to my fellow workers, leaving me pondering some pretty tough thoughts in my mind.
Who was this guy who was hitting on me, why did he know so much about me? I mean, my inner thoughts and desires, and for God's sake, even what kind (if any) underwear I decided to wear that day.
I was genuinely freaked, but in a kinky sort of way, I wanted to know more, much more.

Next in Secret Sins chapter 2: My first cock

Look for it Friday...

Let's Finish The Buffet

Be sure to enjoy the first part of the buffet here:

CJ moved onto the bed and sat me back on Mr. W’s face. I put my arms behind me and leaned back on them, as Mr. W’s tongue entered my tight snatch, CJ put the camera down and started lapping at my clit. He just can’t stay away from a big swollen clit. I had never felt two tongues on my pussy before. I was in heaven. The sound of two men slurping at me was driving me closer to the edge; I was getting ready to cream two faces.
They weren’t going to make it that easy for me though. They both stopped. CJ picked up his camera again as Mr. W. pulled on my ankles, forcing me to my back.
“I want to work your tits while I fuck you”, Mr. W said as he started to mount me.
The time for teasing was definitely over. He pushed his cock inside me, moving easily into my slippery tight hole. Then he shoved himself inside me to the hilt, his balls resting on my ass. I screamed out as his dick stretched my pussy, my back arched as I could feel his heat all over the wet walls of my pussy.
CJ, even though he has the best view, puts the camera on a tripod and joins us again. CJ licked at my asshole as ‘W’ went deeper into my pussy.
With that, CJ stuck his thumb up my ass.
I screamed out, “Fuck me”.

CJ’s thumb pushed against Mr. W’s rock hard cock as he began to fuck me. ‘W’ nibbled at my tits as he pushed deeper inside me.
CJ’s cock by now was at rock hard attention and dripping as he pleasured the both us. I was hitting the point where I was drunk on cock, drunk on fucking.
I felt bad because CJ’s cock was so hard and handsome, but it wasn’t getting the attention it deserved. I let ‘W’ know it too, and told him to suck off CJ. He slowed down his strokes, but stayed inside me as CJ pulled his thumb from me, stood over me and gave ‘W’ his dick.

‘W’ started by sucking on his swollen knob. CJ moaned and was smiling; just seeing him that way turned me on. The both of them looked fantastic. As I Iooked up, CJ was straddling me; I could see his balls were tight and surely aching from Mr. W’s sucks. Still he managed to keep fucking my pussy with each thrust into me I heard a slurp and suck on CJ. Mr. W was actually making the both of us moan. ‘W’ took him all the way down and CJ’s balls were resting on his chin as he fucked me harder and deeper. I pushed and screwed my pussy right back onto his hot shaft. My pussy clamped around his meat and pulled him deeper into me, filling me up. He found my g-spot and rubbed it with his cock, sending me closer to the edge of ecstasy.
CJ was focused on seeing another man’s cock disappear into my cunt.
“Fuck my whore ‘W’”, CJ moaned out as he fucked his face.
I was getting so close to cumming I told ‘W’ I was ready.
He let CJ’s cock drop from his mouth and leaned over to bite my nipples, knowing that would do it for me.
My body began to tremble as he rubbed my g-spot and sucked my tits.
Finally, my entire body shattered over his cock, soaking it to his balls with my juices.
He went back to CJ, who immediately shoved his cock into his face and began to hammer it. A heard that familiar louder moan of CJ’s and watched as he loaded up Mr. W’s mouth with his hot cum. He instantly kissed me and gave me a taste of CJ’s spunk. It’s a familiar taste.
‘W’ is fucking me even harder now, rubbing my snatch with his dick. My fingernails began to dig into his back. I raise my ass up off the floor to meet his thrusts as I feel his balls slap my swollen pussy lips. In no time, he was draining his nuts into me as I had one more shiver of orgasm around his stiffness.
It was no surprise when we all collapsed on the bed, spent and satisfied.
Three has always been one of my lucky numbers.

Let’s Enjoy the Buffet

It was one of those nights when just one man wouldn’t do and I thought if Mr. W (I’ve spoken of him before) and CJ could step up to the plate that we’d all enjoy each other.
I made the plans to have the guys in the bedroom and ready for me at the end of one of my hard days.
I walked through the door and sighed, thinking that neither of the men had showed up. I walked to the bedroom planning on a shower and was pleasantly surprised. My guys were there, in all there glory, each in his birthday suit and a grin. I told them that I needed a shower and moved to the master bathroom.
I had a brief but enjoyable hot shower then joined the boys in the bedroom, and like them, wearing nothing but a grin.

CJ wanted to get off by watching and making a video, so he was comfortably seated on a chair at the foot of the bed with the camera.
Mr. W was obviously anxious pointed downward and said, “On the floor”.
I knelt before him as I’ve done several times before, looked up at him as he said,
“Lick the head”
I flicked my tongue across his throbbing head, lapping at his cockhead as a teaser while CJ watched through the display of a digital recorder. All I did was love his knob, nibbling at the underside. Mr. W leaned down and tugged at my nipples, just making my pussy ache more.
He lifted me up off the floor and escorted me to the bed. Then he leaned in, took a long suck on my hard nipples, and nibbled across my tits. He pulled and stretched at my nipples with his sucks and bites, and I loved it. My chest heaved with my moans. I watched as Mr. W. got all nasty on my tits and he looked so damn good doing it.
“You’re tits make me want to cum”, he whispered in my ear. I smiled and giggled then he said, “First I’m going to work on your ass a bit”
I turned and around and presented my ass to him, knowing he wanted it as his own plaything. Being the gentleman he was in bed, he even thanked me.
A warm wet feeling then ran the length of my crevasse, my pussy tightened and tingled with the sensation of Mr. W’s tongue on me.
I spread my knees apart wider and I reached back to spread my ass cheeks apart for him.
“Such a pretty hole”, he tells me.
His tongue began to explore my rosebud asshole ever so slightly. I felt goose bumps over my ass cheeks. The more he played, the more relaxed I became and his tongue tip ventured farther.
“That’s good, more tongue babe”, I softly moan.
With my request, he goes deeper, and then removes it. My clit was aching and my pussy was dripping already. I felt as though my juices would run down my thighs soon. Mr. W. went back to his ass play, rubbing my cheeks as he licked at my cherry bud. It didn’t take too long until he moaned that he wanted to suck my pussy and I needed him to eat me. He licked and nibbled at my pussy lips.
It was about at this time that CJ chimed in that he wanted to get a good look at the meal.

I straddled Mr. W’s face and faced CJ, his cock was rock hard and he stroked it as I lowered my swollen hot pussy onto the tongue of another man. I reached down and spread my lips as I did it, exposing my swollen clit.
I leaned forward to get another taste of his hard cock as I rubbed my snatch over Mr. W’s face. He holds back, teasing me, just to make me squirm on his face to paint it with my pussy juice. I teased him too, sucking just on his knob as I looked into CJ’s eyes, or at least the camera’s eye, and watched him slowly jerk his cock. Seeing CJ turned me on even more and I rocked on Mr. W’s face, needing more. I was soaking, dripping onto his tongue as he nibbled and licked at my love nib. He was driving me wild and I stopped sucking his cockhead long enough to lift my head up and beg to be eaten with wild abandon. After that I felt a beautiful pain, as he nibbled harder on my clit, then sucked at my slippery slit. I moaned out,
“More, please, more”. This time my pleas included those of CJ’s as he let him know what to do “Just eat my whore”.

The feast continues next time…

Toy Time

Mary’s urging made me feel more comfortable, less self-concious, so I dove in.
I started with my personal favorite, a slim vibrator that allowed for a myriad of different jackets. I showed it to her, turned it on, and explained that it was a beginner’s toy. Some of my favorite attachments were next. Again, I started with my favorite: a sort of flower type of jacket that is perfect for a clit tickle.
Mary’s eyes were as big as saucers as I moved through my attachments from clit ticklers, g-spot massagers, and even a nicely shaped cock jacket. She sort of shifted on the couch as I started my talk about eggs and bullets.
Although there were plenty of dildos on the table, I made that
presentation brief and finished off with last of the toys in my personal arsenal - a six inch Kama Sutra vibrator. This toy has a textured head that could be used either as a clit tickler or a g-spot massager, and it was heaven inside me. I turned it on, this time handing it over to Mary.
“What do you think?” I said
What happened next absolutely shocked me and sent my mind and body into a heightened sense of hope and pleasure. Mary spread her legs, hiking up her floral print skirt and showing off to me her pink satin bikini panties. There was already a damp spot darkening the satin.
“Can you help me with this Debbie?” she said, almost shyly.
As she made her request she pulled her panties over to expose that fine pussy of hers, the pussy I had been waiting to know, to explore, to please. I got on my knees in front of her and guided her hand to her clit and put the head against one side of her swollen nub, not wanting to directly stimulate her. Mary let out a small coo and began to circle her clit with the toy. I watched closely, her wet pussy glistened and I appreciated the beauty of the blossoming flower of her womanhood.
“Join me Debbie, I showed you mine, now show me yours” she said as she played with herself, finding all her pleasure spots with her vibrator. I took her up on her offer, sitting in a comfortable chair across from her. I took my favorite toy off the table: the slim vibrator with the flower jacket sleeve. I spread my legs, bent my knees and pulled them to my chest. Mary smiled when she saw my crotchless panties.
“Watch this” I boasted to her. I turned on my toy and let the petals play first with my clit, then traveled down my wet slit to my asshole and back. Soon the room was filled with the soft hum of our toys and our deep moans and giggles. I ached for her now. I watched as she slipped the vibrator into her hole and I thought how I wanted that to be my fingers. As I felt the petals tickle my clit and lips I dreamed of it being Mary’s tongue. I needed to get closer to her so I picked up a small egg vibrator and some Astroglide™ “Here let’s try this” I said as I sat on the couch next to her.
“You just keep doing what your doing” I said as I lubed up the egg and turned it on low. I ran it over and around her asshole. I gently inserted the egg into her tight butthole. She moaned in surprise and delight.
“Relax” I told her as I leaned over, kissed her, and her ass to the wonders of that gentle vibration. She kissed me back, dropped the toy, and pulled me closer.
‘This is it….finally’ I thought to myself as I felt the warmth of her mouth, the feel of her skin as I kissed her neck, the curves of her breasts as they pushed against me.

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