Photographer's Assistant

Photographer's Assistant
By: BillyRay77 (billy_ray77@yahoo.com)

Photographer's Assistant

By Billy_Ray77

Photographer's Assistant is a work of adult fiction and contains sexually explicit material that some may find offensive. It is meant for persons over the age of 18 and is not suitable for children.

All characters contained within are purely fictional, any similarity of any character, event or place to any actual person, event or place, is purely coincidental. This story takes place in the fantasy world where disease and unwanted pregnancy are not an issue. In the real world they are very real threats and you should always protect yourself.

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The phone rang and I untangled myself from the two hard bodied honeys passed out on my bed.

"Hello?"

"Sammy? Its Paul."

It was a photographer I had a certain understanding with.

"What's up, Paul?"

"Got a shoot on Thursday and I'll need some help, you available?"

"Sure, I can do it. What time?"

"Be here by nine."

"See you then."

Before going any further, perhaps I should introduce myself.

My name is Samuel Oliver Latimer and up until a year and a half ago my initials doubled as my lot in life (you know, SOL, Shit Outta Luck). I was the type of person success actively eluded. No matter how hard I worked something always happened to screw things up. Hell... I couldn't even get a date the entire time I was in high school.

I wasn't ugly; I was just perpetually humiliated - by accidents, by bad decisions and by assholes. Every girl I approached either remembered me as 'that guy who fell down and shit his pants' (I had diarrhea and had to go really bad, so I wasn't paying attention, slipped on some ice and blacked out for a few moments, when I came to I had let everything go) or 'the kid who threw up on stage during the glee club's presentation of We Are the World' (I was really nervous and Bobby Clark told me a few swigs of this stuff he had in a bottle would calm me down - it was Everclear and I drank quite a bit) or they simply knew me as the amazing He/She (In my freshman yearbook, my picture and Sandy Jenkin's picture had been superimposed on each other; nobody fucked with her, she was cute and popular, but I got a nickname that stuck.)

Those three particular items were just the tip of the iceberg. But I'm sure you get the point. If it was disastrous, stupid or embarrassing - it found me.

Finally, one day - about two years out of high school - I was ready to cash it all in. In twenty-five months I had been through eight jobs. I always caught on fast, got great evaluations and then something would happen. Shit... it's not worth going into.

There I was, about to turn twenty-one and I couldn't hold a job; pay rent or even talk to a girl. All the other guys my age had plenty of experience in the female department but I hadn't even been to first base yet. Whenever I tried talking to a girl I got very nervous and tongue-tied and invariably something incredibly stupid would come out.

So I found myself, one particularly cool yet sunny Saturday afternoon, sitting on a park bench watching the world go by and thinking about the gun in my jacket pocket. It was cheap and I wondered if it would work. Since I had been the one who bought it, I figured it probably wouldn't. I really hoped it would.

That was when I noticed the old man sitting across the path staring at me. He saw me look up at him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, boy?"

"Wha... What are you talking about?"

"Jaysus H. Christ, boy, your life has barely got going and you're ready to end it?"

"How?... Ah what the hell do you know?"

"I know you got a lot of living ahead of you. You don't want to do this."

"Yeah? Well if what I got I got ahead of me is anything like what's behind me then you aren't making much of a case."

The old man's eyes sort of glazed over and he adopted what some call a 'thousand yard stare.' I felt a tingle in my head, almost like my brain had an itch. I've heard that before you die you life will flash before your eyes. That is the best description of what happened to me at that moment. In a flash I remembered everything. Then he was looking at me again.

His eyes were friendlier now.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, son - someone whose life is more pathetic than mine used to be."

"You're not helping"

"Not yet..." he said with a smile, "but I will."

Then he came over and sat beside me. I wondered if he was gay or something.

"You ever wish you could just make everything go your way? Ever wish folks would just do what you wanted? Wish girls were easy to get?"

"Right now I wish you would leave me alone."

"No, son, you do not wish that. I can offer you something that will make all the difference. Something that will completely change your life."

That tingling feeling in my brain returned and suddenly it felt like something snapped and a feeling, much like a spill of hot water, spread throughout my skull. I was dizzy and disoriented for several minutes. When the feeling passed I looked up and saw the old man looking at me with an amused glint in his eye.

"What the fuck did you do to me?"

"I simply released the full potential of your mind."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

He looked around a bit.

"You see that guy over there? That's it, the one walking the dog. Concentrate on him and think the words, 'sit down' almost like you are saying them... but don't use your voice."

"What are you, some kind of nut-job? I'm not gonna think at some guy."

"Then watch." He looked at the man and the man sat down, right on the sidewalk. He sat there for a few seconds and then stood up looking around sheepishly and somewhat confused.

I was stunned. "Did you really...." Words failed me.

"Yes I did," he chuckled, "and you can too."

I felt a rush of adrenaline as I picked another subject, a man standing on the small bridge watching the river flow lazily below.

He too, sat down for a few seconds, then got up and walked away brushing the dust off his pants and muttering.

It was amazing.

I then began training with Charlie (the old man). It took about 8 months for him to teach me everything he knew about using the power. With it I could do anything from a momentary suggestion like making the guy on the bridge sit down, which was handy in getting folks out of my way while walking or driving; to a complete reprogramming of someone's mind making me, or anything else, the center of their world - a process I didn't much care for. It was really the in between stuff that was the most useful.

I used the power to become a 'consultant' to various businesses. One visit to their headquarters and they wrote me monthly checks with the CEO's and other executives always remembering the valuable service I rendered.

I primarily used the power for fun.

And... yes... it is a LOT of fun. Why do you think I was waking up sandwiched between two incredibly hot young women?

Two hot women...

A quick mental suggestion and they were awake. One snuggled up to me and was kissing and nuzzling my neck and pressing her firm tits against me while the other worked on coaxing a nice hot load of morning cum out of my hard cock.

Twenty minutes later I started my day.

Thursday:

I pulled up to Paul's studio just before nine.

I didn't know whom Paul was shooting today but I knew I was going to like it. He had a list of women I was interested in and only called me when one of them was scheduled for a shoot.

Paul was one of the premier photographers for the pornography industry. I had given him my list about a year ago.

While I could have any woman I wanted - and did - I had an interest in certain porn stars that made up the list I had given Paul.

She was already there and my cock started getting hard almost immediately. Tall and blonde, large tits, narrow waist and beautiful round butt - she was number one on my list.

I won't tell you her name but if you indulged in any porn on the past few years you would likely recognize her. Her genre of porn was either solo or lesbian. Rumor had it she had never been with a man on or off the screen. I considered that rumor confirmed by the look she gave me as I walked in.

"Hey," she exclaimed turning to Paul, "I told you that any assistants for this shoot had to be female."

"Now, my dear" soothed Paul, "let's be professionals about this. Sam is one of the best assistants I have."

"Let's just get this over with." She said dismissively. I sensed a real hatred for men. I don't know of it was because of something a man did or if she had that type of upbringing, frankly I wasn't inclined to find out. She was willing to go along with it because she knew Paul's spreads were a highlight in any porn star's portfolio.

I began setting the lights and going over the set with Paul as she went into the dressing room to get ready.

When she came out she was wearing a dark gray mid-thigh length skirt over well-shaped legs encased in sheer stockings, a white blouse and a short lapelled jacket that matched the skirt. Three-inch heels added shape to her legs and butt. Her hair was up and she had on a pair of fake glasses. A blue scarf around her neck added a splash of color to the ensemble. She looked like a secretary out of a wet dream.

She familiarized herself with the set. It was made to look like a receptionist area. An L-shaped desk held a computer and other office paraphernalia. A large leather swivel chair happily accepted her lovely ass.

Paul directed the setting of the lights and then began taking shots. He went through almost a whole roll with her doing various things fully clothed. At first, she appeared to be working then she was looking at the camera with seductive looks and poses.

Click, click went Paul's camera.

"OK, lets see some skin." Paul instructed.

This is where I took over. The blonde bombshell suddenly believed that it was the assistant's job to adjust the clothing. She, being the subject, shouldn't mess with anything since I (being the trained assistant) knew exactly what the photographer was looking for. She also believed that it was the job of the assistant to try and excite the subject so the erotic and seductive poses would have a more realistic look. She now thought that this was why she had been dismayed to find a male assistant present.

She sat in the large chair and I ran my hands up one of her legs, stopping as I slid her skirt up just over the top of her stocking to reveal the snap of a black garter. She was a professional and didn't physically recoil at my touch - though she wanted to.

Click, click.

Paul took a few shots and I moved in untying the scarf and draping it loosely over her neck, brushing her tits with the back of my hand as I smoothed it down her chest. I caught a strong sentiment of 'just like all the other pigs' coming from her, though to look at her you never would have known it.

Click, click.

Next I began to unbutton her shirt. I pushed in on her firm luscious tits to enhance her cleavage. I probably spent more time at this than necessary. At least that's what she was thinking. So far I hadn't been messing much more with her mind... but this was about to change.

Click, click.

The next step was to unbutton her jacket and a few more buttons on her blouse. I made a long job of smoothing down her blouse under her jacket and at the same time I tweaked her pleasure center. I had to suppress a smile when I sensed her confusion and annoyance at the shiver of excitement she felt at my touch.

Click, click.

I was feeling a bit of excitement also. The way I had been caressing her curves had a large bulge growing in my pants.

Her jacket came off and I again 'smoothed down' her blouse, noting both the erect nipples in response to my caresses and mental nudges as well as the irritation she felt at reacting with enjoyment to the touch of a man.

Click, click.

Her blouse was completely open now, showing her large globes encased in a black bra.

She was putting on her seductive look for the camera but that was pure acting as she was growing increasingly frustrated at herself for the exhilaration she was experiencing.

The flush on her cheeks and the lust growing in her eyes, however, were genuine.

Click, click.

I slid my hands gently along her thighs pushing her skirt up to reveal her black panties.

Click, click.

A few more shots and I linked my excitement to hers. As I undressed her, my anticipation grew - increasing hers, much to her chagrin.

I released her long flowing blonde hair and smoothed it out, running my fingers through it, luxuriating in its silky feel.

Click, click.

I stepped behind her and slowly slid her blouse off her shoulders. Her arms got goose bumps when my fingers brushed them.

Click, click.

The skirt came off in my hands. She now sat wearing only a lacy black bra, black matching panties and garter belt and the sheer stockings.

Click, click.

I slid one bra strap off her shoulder. God, she was beautiful.

Click, click.

I slid the other on down her arm. Her eyes were focused on the camera but her body hummed with exhilaration. Her mind roiled with confusion.

Click, click.

Her arms came out of the bra straps and the cups were now completely off her breasts. Her tits were perfect and I had been able to ascertain by this time that they were completely natural.

Paul complained that her nipples did not look excited enough even though they were fully engorged.

"Sammy, do something about those nipples." He instructed.

I knelt in front of her, gently kneading her tits I took her right nipple in my mouth and sucked on it. She gasped quietly and I sensed an increase in her irritation and confusion. She had never been turned on by any attention from a man before and the thrill she felt as I suckled her nipple was foreign to her.

I gave her left nipple several seconds of attention as well then got out of frame while a satisfied Paul continued shooting.

Click, click.

She stood so I could unclasp her garter belt and pull her panties down, then I refastened the garter to her stockings. In doing so I made sure to rub and knead her firm round buttocks. She was trying to think of someone she could call after the shoot for a quick get together and was afraid she may have to settle for masturbating.

When I was done groping her - uhm, I mean - adjusting her garter she sat back down she looked at me with a flash of anger.

"Are you having fun?" She asked sarcastically.

"Just doing my job, ma'am." I answered apologetically while suppressing a smile. My hard-on was cruelly bent inside my pants and was in dire need of adjustment - but I left it alone. It currently made a bulge that she could not miss and every time I stood or crossed in front of her it was directly in front of her eyes.

Click, click.

Now she was wearing only the garter and stockings. Paul took a few shots of her just sitting and looking sensuous and seductive then...

"Okay, time for some pink."

She spread her legs and I went in to make sure her pussy looked wet and inviting.

It did already. Her vulva was swollen and her lips were moist even before my tongue touched them. I licked up her slit a few times to ensure that her lips were divided evenly to each side then stepped back. She was shaking slightly. While Paul shot I savored her taste on my tongue.

Click, click.

I pulled her lips apart to reveal the soft, hot, pink flesh hidden inside. When my tongue made contact her body jerked. I made a few slow circles and just as she was beginning to enjoy it I pulled back.

Click, click.

"Okay," said Paul, "I want that look again - the one you had when Sam was licking your pussy."

I went back in and my tongue again made slow circles around her hole. She gasped and twitched as I did this. I drove my tongue into her hot slit and she let out a small moan.

"That's it!" Paul exclaimed and I backed off while he took some shots.

We did this for about twenty minutes. I would lick her hot little snatch until she really got going then Paul would snap a few shots. As far as I could tell she had been on the verge of orgasm about four times.

Finally he was ready for the finish, which I had ensured would go the way I wanted.

"Okay, now we go for the creampie shots."

"What?" she asked, her mind in a bit of a fugue from all the stimulation.

"Creampie, baby," Paul said. "You know, the shots of cum leaking out of your pussy."

"I don't know..." she began.

"Look," Paul coaxed, "who is the professional photographer here? I know what your fans want. You do this and your stock goes through the roof."

She was really torn. She didn't want a cock invading her pussy, but between her desire for success and her current level of horniness she was giving in rapidly.

"Well, okay. But make it quick."

Her last series of shots had been of her on the desk looking at the camera with her legs spread. Paul wanted some shots from the point of view of someone fucking her so he stood behind me taking shots of her from the belly button up, while I sucked at her pussy.

The wild look of savage lust in her eyes was priceless.

"Okay," Paul said, "fill her up."

I stood, opened my trousers and positioned my throbbing cock at the entrance to her love hole. She was so turned on right now that I hadn't needed to tweak her pleasure center for quite some time.

I rubbed my cock up and down her slit, watching look of need and confusion on her face. Her pussy was on fire and throbbed with anticipation. The need won.

"Just put in." She said brusquely.

"I don't like to go where I'm not wanted." I said, ratcheting up her desire just to be safe.

The look in her eyes softened.

"Please? I need you to fuck me."

I slowly put the head of my cock inside her. That little bit of stimulation, coupled with seeing such a beautiful woman on the end of my dick sent a thrill humming up my spine.

She gasped and I pulled back half an inch then back in a bit more. Using this method to lubricate my cock with her flowing juices I slowly worked my rigid member fully into her tight throbbing pussy.

By the time I was fully inserted this diehard lesbian was writhing on my cock, thoroughly enjoying it and working up to a tremendous orgasm. Her pleasure was interspersed with moments of confusion as she realized that she was getting great pleasure from a thick cock plunged deep into her vagina.

"Oh God... I've never... Mmmm... Why... Oh..."

I settled into a steady rhythm that soon had her fiery twat twitching and pulsing in orgasm.

"Ohh... Yes... Fuck... I'm Cumming!" Her head trashed from side to side and her legs locked around me as her body shuddered violently. Then she was still.

After a long moment her eyes opened and focused on me. She didn't say anything. She came up on her elbows and locked her eyes with mine as she shifted her hips meeting my thrusts and clamped her slick hot twat on my rock hard cock.

"Come on, give it to me," she ordered, "shoot it into me. Fill me up, baby."

She was really working at giving my cock as much stimulation as she could. I knew I wasn't going to last very long but tried like hell to drag it out as much as I could.

The way she was reclined on her elbows pushed her chest out nicely. Her tits were so full and firm that this position didn't really flatten them too much and I reached out and fondled them, tweaking her nipples. This made her gasp a little as she tried to ignore the pleasure and concentrated on pulling a load of cum out of my cock.

Her pussy grabbed and squeezed my pole while her hips shifted with my movements. Her legs were wrapped around my waist with her heels resting on my buttocks.

Between the physical pleasure and the vision of this golden beauty gyrating beneath me I couldn't hold out. I had brought her to the edge of another orgasm but couldn't wait any longer.

I pulled my cock back so it was only about a third of the way in, with a loud moan, I went over the edge and thick streams of hot cum hosed into her waiting pussy. Feeling the fiery jets, she came also and we both shuddered in mutual orgasm. She was a professional though and she locked her pussy tight around my cock so no cum would escape until it was time. Of course this added pressure on my convulsing cock sent even more sparks of delight shooting through me.

As soon as the last twitch of orgasmic bliss had passed I pulled out and quickly moved out of frame and Paul snapped away as she let my cum drip out of her pussy to form a pool on the desk between her legs.

As soon as Paul was done she scurried back into the dressing room and I began tidying up.

Paul had retreated into the dark room and I was just finishing as she came out.

"Sam?"

"Yes?"

"Thanks."

"For what?"

"Well... it didn't suck... okay?"

With that, my number one fantasy woman kissed me on the cheek and left.

I could have kept her. But I think I like it better this way.

The Baby Carriage Tales (3)

The Baby Carriage Tales (3) [part 3 of 5]
By: Just Plain Bob (rdavis9607@msn.com)

I hit the Safeway on my way home from work and picked up some stuff that I never thought I would ever buy. Baby oil, baby powder, and diapers - Huggies and Pampers (I couldn't decide which was better so I got both) - and some baby bottles and formula. I wanted to be prepared for the next time I had a baby to deal with. When I got home I saw a great looking pair of legs sticking out in front of one of the deck chairs. Because of the high back I couldn't tell who it was so I put the coffee on and when it was ready I poured it into a carafe and put it on a tray with two cups, cream and sugar and went out to see who my visitor might be.

As the door opened a head looked around the chair and I saw that it was Sandy. As I set the tray down on the table in front of her she looked up at me and said, "Is it safe to drink this time?" I poured myself a cup from the carafe and took a sip, "Life is just a series of taking chances sweetie. I might be drugging myself to drug you, you'll never know unless you have a sip." She looked at me for several seconds and then she poured herself a cup, added cream and took a sip. She set the cup down and looked at me for several more seconds.

"I'll bet you are surprised to see me here."

I just looked at her and waited.

"Well, you can't be any more surprised than I am. I've spent the better part of the last week taking my walks in the other direction just to avoid coming past your house. Now I'm here and I don't know why. Do you know why I'm here?"

I thought about her question and then said, "No, not really. It could be one of several things. You could be worried about the tape we made and what we might do with it. You might be worried that none of the guys used condoms and that you might have been made pregnant or gotten a disease. I don't know about the pregnancy thing, but before we started to do this Ty and all the guys had themselves tested, for our sake as much as yours. Maybe you just want to watch the tape. You did say before you left that if you wanted to see it you could always come here to do it. And while I admit that it is a remote possibility, you may have come here to ask if you can do it again."

"How about all of the above except for the last one."

"Where are the babies?"

"Sleeping in the shade over by the gate."

"Go get them and bring them inside while I set up the VCR."

After Sandy got the babies settled she sat down next to me on the couch and I hit the play button and settled back to watch Sandy watch herself.

I watched for ten minutes as she went from calm and curious to hot and bothered. First it was a hand to her breast and I watched as she slowly began to caress it. Then it was shifting and opening her legs and dropping a hand to rub her mound. Then came the heavy breathing and the hard rubbing. I didn't even think she knew I was there anymore. Just to see I took out my rapidly hardening cock and just sat there with it standing straight up and waving in the air. Several minutes went by and then I saw her glance over and see it. She quickly turned her head back to the TV and then for the next two minutes she would glance over and quickly turn away. Then, with a sudden "Oh God" she turned and her head went down into my lap and her mouth swallowed my dick.

I just sat there and let her give me a blow job for several minutes and then I reached out and took the bottom of her tee shirt and pulled it up until I could get to her bra straps. I unsnapped the bra and then I reached under it and cupped her tit in my hand and started rolling the nipple between my fingers and she moaned. I pushed her away from me and she got a hurt look on her face. I pushed her back on the couch and started to pull her shorts down and the hurt look changed to one of lust. As soon as her shorts and panties were off she spread her legs wide and moaned, "Hurry, please hurry."

I pushed my cock at her hole and she was tight, very tight and I pulled back from her and went down on her. In less than a minute she had her hands wound in my hair and was pulling my face into her cunt even as she pushed it up at my face. I kept at her until I thought she was wet enough and then I moved back up. When the head of my cock split her pussy she grabbed my ass and her nails bit into me. To hell with going slow I thought and I rammed my cock into her until my pubic bone hit hers and then I started fucking her as hard as I could. Her heels were drumming against the back of my legs and her head was rolling from side to side as she made noises that defy description. Whatever they were I knew that it meant that she was really into it and so was I. Unfortunately I was too into it and I came before I really wanted to. She wasn't near ready and she cried out "No, not yet, please not yet" as I pulled out of her. I quickly went down on her and began to slurp my cum out of her cunt as I tried to get her off with my mouth. I worked hard at it until I was rewarded by her grabbing my hair and pulling me into her pussy while she screamed and came loud enough to wake up her sleeping babies. I nibbled on her clit as I waited for her to come down from her high and then I pulled away from her so she could get up and go take care of her crying kids.

It was about twenty minutes later when she walked back into the bedroom and as I watched her approach my cock started to rise up.

"Oh my, ready already? It takes my husband almost half an hour before he can go again."

I didn't point out that it had been almost that long since I came in her. If she wanted to think I was a stud who was I to deny it? I reached up and pulled her down to me and kissed her. Our tongues dueled for a bit and then Sandy broke the kiss, "This is wrong, I shouldn't be doing this. I love my hus..." and I shut her up by kissing her again and shoving my tongue in her mouth. Then I slid my hand down her naked belly and used my fingers on her pussy to try and build a fire again. She moaned and her tongue darted into my mouth and in a minute she was squirming against my hand. I broke the kiss and got up from the couch and pulled her after me as I walked around behind the couch. I bent her forward over the back of the couch and entered her from behind. I fucked her slowly for several minutes to get my cock nice and wet and then I pulled out of her cunt and pushed myself slowly into her ass. She hissed out a "Yesssssss" as I worked my way in and then I started to fuck her nice and easy.

Sandy was moaning as my dick worked back and forth in her ass and then the moans turned to crying. I looked down and saw tears running down her cheeks. Alarmed, I stopped fucking her and she cried out, "No, don't stop, please don't stop."

"Why are you crying, am I hurting you?"

"No, just fuck me, please honey, please just fuck my ass."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, everything. This is wrong, I love my husband, but I can't stop thinking about the other day and what I did and how much I loved it."

I slowed down and was just doing a slow back and forth so she could talk. I liked where this seemed to be going."

"It's wrong, so wrong, I love Barry and yet I gloried in being a fuck crazy slut. God help me I loved it, I loved it and I want to do it again. It's wrong, but I've never felt so alive in my life. It's wrong and I shouldn't be doing this, but I can't help myself."

"Should I call Tyrone?"

She didn't answer so I stopped stroking into her and said, "Sandy, do you want me to call Tyrone?"

She was silent for a second and then she moaned, "Yes, please call Tyrone."

"Anyone else?"

This time the answer came just a little quicker, "Maybe one or two more."

I smiled to myself as I picked up the pace and pounded her asshole. I came and left her still bent over the couch as I went to the bathroom to wash off my dick and then I got my cell phone and made the call.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

It was two in the afternoon before Sandy left to go home. Tyrone had managed to round up three other guys on short notice and the five of us banged Sandy for almost four hours. Between bouts with Sandy's mouth, pussy and ass I had to feed and change Sandy's two kids and I was starting to feel like I should advertise myself as a baby sitter. The last thing I did before Sandy left was go down on her and try to suck all the goo out of her and just like the first time she went nuts on me and got me so excited that I had to fuck her one more time.

As Sandy was pushing her baby carriage down the street I asked Ty how long he thought it would last before her husband caught on to what was happening. "Don't know dude, but I hope it's a long, long time. We still on for tomorrow?"

"Far as I know. Helen said to plan on nine o'clock. Can you have everybody here by eight-thirty? She doesn't want to waste a lot of time."

"We still have to wait ten minutes Ampth for the to kick in."

"Yeah, but only on Bev. Helen won't be taking any and she wants to go as soon as she gets here."

"I'll see what I can do my man, I'll just have to see what I can do."

The Bought Husband (3)

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Loss of Innocence 2

Loss of Innocence 2 [part 2 of 4]
By: Drdlove (drdlove2003@yahoo.ca)

Part 2

I got off of my bed and went into the ensuite to smoke a joint before I resumed the film. My cock was aching and the pot quickly aroused my imagination. I need ed it at this point to calm myself, as I watched the action of my wife being taken by another man while she allowed him to use her body for his personal satisfaction. What was I about to see? How far would she take this? Would he come inside of her or over her tits? Would she swallow his come? The thoughts raced through my mind. The room was hot from the late July heat so I decided to slip out of my clothes. I locked the bedroom door and laid down on the fine cotton sheets of my bed. With one hand on my cock and the other on the remote, I pressed play, and then reached for the glass of scotch that was quickly melting from "on the rocks" to a smoother blend, "with water". Perhaps my marriage was the same.

The action resumed. He kissed her navel gently nuzzling, kissing and inhaling her sent. His lips moved down toward her panties, he wanted to taste her and was making his move, hope to get his tongue beneath the wet folds of her pussy. As his mouth approached the waistband, his tongue, slithered across her abdomen from the left pelvic bone, across the top of her panties to the right pelvic bone. Just beneath her navel his tongue ran through the patch of pussy hair that she kept above her bald snatch. As much as she loved having her cunt devoured, I doubted she'd let him on their first rendez vous. She shoved him playfully onto his back and then stepped forward between his legs, she stepped up onto the bed, knealing over him and mounting his lap. She ground herself onto him feeling his stiffness through her panties, against her ass cheeks. His chubby little cock poked at the crack of her ass. Then leaning forward over him, her tits flopped forwards and dangled above his chin, she lowered her mouth onto his and kissed him deeply again. The lace fabric of her panties stretched across the crack of her ass, I could see the pale lobes of her butt through them. As she leaned forward to kiss him her ass lifted off of him and I could see the crotch of her panties now separating the lips of her moist pussy. His body trembled beneath her, she continued to suck his lips and tongue into her mouth.

Then in his first attempt all night at taking control of the moment, he rolled her off of his body and onto her back, and then rolled up beside her, one leg straddled over her thighs, a hand full of her creamy white tit, and his mouth full with her plunging tongue. He nuzzled his nose into the nape of her neck and nibbled at her ear lobe, kissing behind her neck. His hand released the grip he had on her tit and slid down to the damp slit between her legs. She allowed him to work a finger beneath the fabric, and into the folds of her cunt. He dipped a single finger slowly into her and felt her wetness.

She paused for a moment and whispered in his ear, something like "do you want to make love to me ?" or perhaps a more demanding, "I want you to take me now", whatever her choice of words, his idiotic response bellowed, "fuck ya!!" and she giggled, like she might have done when she was 17. He wasted no time in positioning himself between her raised legs. He kicked the boxers off over his ankles and kneeling between her legs her surveyed her pale smooth skin, her breasts spread flat over her chest, heaving with every breath. He reached forward and with a hand on either side, he slid the waist of her panties down just an inch so that the top of her pubic hair was showing. She lifted her hips off the bed to assist in the removal of her panties, and then waited for him to pull them down over her legs. But his hands retreated to her knees. She looked confused, maybe worried that he was having second thoughts.

"Oh for crying out loud, fuck her you idiot" I thought to myself. My cock was now raging and full of come. For whatever the hell she saw in him, he had her squirming and hot, and now it looked like he might not be man enough after all.

He leaned forward and kissed her tit and then straightened up and tugged them down another inch or so, he was trying to be coy. It was his attempt at teasing her. She folded her hands behind her head, opening herself to him and then spread her legs apart giving him a clear view of the sopping pussy that awaited his arrival, just beneath the see through panties. He stopped again, and rubbed his cock as if he were going to jerk himself over her waiting body. She closed her eyes and raised her hips again, inviting him to remove them all the way. This time he pulled them all the way up to her knees, which hand now been brought together so as not to stretch the pretty panties that I favoured so much.

With her knees together and in the air she now took over the task and slid her soaking panties over her ankles, her twat gaping in front of him. She flung the panties to the floor and reached for him pulling his weight onto her body. He arched his back and pushed his cock into her mound. His hips gyrated, as if his cock was searching for her honey hole. Then he laid down onto her and continued to massage her tits, kissing at her warm flesh. She seemed to be getting impatient, it was clear that she wanted him to fuck her but he was delaying. He dry humped her thigh, and pressed his own high against her dampness giving her something to press her clit against and hump him back.

I took a sip of my scotch and waited eagerly to see the penetration. I was now wanting her to enjoy whatever pleasure that she was seeking. I longed to have her beside me at that moment to explain the details, or just to suck my cock while I watched her perform her sexual desires on this man.

He slid back between her legs again, leaving a trail of warm sticky pre come from the tip of his dick to the opening of her snatch. She grabbed at the head of his penis and guided into her warm welcoming box. He grunted and crammed it in, jolted her body forward on the bed. She lifted her legs and wrapped around his waist to allow his small cock better access. He plowed hard into her driving the breath from her each time he hammered himself into her. She grabbed the back of his head and pressed his face to her neck again, her head flailed from side to side eventually resting to the right side gazing into the top corner of the room. His hands met hers behind her head and under the pillow and her held them there as he continued to crash his body against hers. She panted and between breaths grunted "oh yeah" to the rhythm of his thrusts.

Then he suddenly raised himself up on his knees again. He grabbed her raised legs, pulled her towards his cock, pushing the head back into the opening of her pussy. His cock pulsed one, two three and then four shot of hot come into her. Her pussy was pulsing as it accepted his orgasm. He hadn't finished shooting his wad into her when the first shots began to leak out around his cock head. The angle of the camera gave me a great view. The PI that had been filming this action must have forgotten his purpose and was now entranced in the action himself. The camera zoomed in, to provide a side view of her with her legs raised up and wrapped around his waist. His cock still between her lips which were now leaking fresh come over her pussy lips, and dripping down to her asshole and onto the cheap bed sheets. She seemed relieved that she had made him come, but she didn't seem to have done the same herself. He rolled off of her and laid, spent, beside her on the bed.

She waited a moment or two allowing the come to drizzle down between her cheeks, her spasming pussy squeezing it out as though it didn't belong there. She reached over one hand and gave his cock a playful squeeze, it wasn't limp. I wondered if she was satisfied or if the conquest was simply to make him come, a power trip perhaps.

He tried again to get between her legs, kissing the mound and playing with her pubic hair but she again rejected his attempts and pulled him to her for another full kiss. Then she left him there alone on the bed, and walked entirely nude across the room, glancing at the part in the curtains on her way to the wash room.

He had also noticed the part in the curtains but since neither of them lived in this piece of shit town, no-one would know that they were both cheating on their loving spouses at home.

In the wash room she ran the tap in the sink and straddled the cold bowl of the toilet and drained the last of his come from inside her vagina. It streamed out of her and into the water, finally a glob of his goo, slid out in one lump. She wiped the sticky remainder from her lips with toilet paper and then washed her hands, contemplating what to do next.

Watching his jizz draining from her box and onto the bed had brought me to climax and I shot my own steaming wad onto my chest and my hand. My pulsing cock was drained and going limp but I felt like I had more. The tape was only half over, so I knew she wasn't finished either.

For the next 2 hours they laid embracing in bed in their underwear drinking wine and discussing the good old days, in high school, when they had nothing, and no responsibilities or anyone to take care of. They had no commitments. She thought she might be in love with him, but I could see that he was in love with the next lay, regardless of who it was. I wondered why they hadn't used protection and if he does this sort of thing often. I doubted that she had done it ever before, but he seemed like just the type of scuzzball that could only value himself based on the number of "other men's wives" he'd fucked. "Low class jerk off", I thought to myself.

If she was going to do this, it should have at least been with someone who valued her for what she is to me, and treated her to a nice dinner, showed some class, spent some money on a nice hotel room. Perhaps he'd have been well hung and good looking, a romantic, who would sweep her off her feet and make love to her for a night or two and then send her back home to her family. That would have been easier to accept than this low class dick who was looking for someone to make himself feel like a man. I wanted to punch him in the head and then tell him what he should have done. She had blown her innocence on a hasty night in a cheap hotel. She's worth so much more. But still, this is what she wanted.

After a few hours, she again rolled onto him and straddled him. Smiling she announced that she wasn't planning on returning home that night as she had arranged an alibi and it was her intent to make up for lost time. She told him that she wanted to only think of her, even when he was back in his own bed with his own wife, and she planned to ensure that by "fucking his brains out again", "how does that sound, does that make the trip worth it" she said. Again, his lack of intellect stunned me as he grinned and blurted, "fuck ya"!!

She pulled his white boxer off again stopping to kiss the head of his stiffening cock. This time she could taste the dried juices of her pussy on his cock. Then she straightend her body and pulled her panties off again, and straddled his cock, taking it all as she sat upon it. This would give her better control and ensure that she had all of his length inside of her. She gyrated and mashed her clit against his pubic bone. Her body rocked back and forth on top of him. She swung her hair over her should and rode him grinding his meat into her pussy. She steadied her body over him, pressing her hands into his chest. I watched as her ass cheeks moved up and down slapping on his thighs as she tried to take his minimal meat into her. Apparently it was big enough. She began to moan loudly collapsing onto his chest. Her tits pressed flat against him and she raised her ass and then slammed it down on his cock, at full penetration she ground herself onto him and brought herself to orgasm.

This time a clear stream of fluid ran down his shaft and onto his ball sack. It was not as thick as his cum had been before and I knew that this time it was her wet pussy that was leaking all over his balls and onto the bed. The wirey hair that nearly concealed his erect cock was matted in her juices. She lifted herself off of him. As his cock withdrew he shot a small wad of cum straight in the air. It hit her right on the belly and ran down into the tuft of hair.

The camera stopped and there was blackness for a moment and then the film resumed again, this time with night vision equipment to assist. The time on the camera read 1:32am. They must have been sleeping. Midway through the night, she had broken the embrace and gone down on him again. She sucked him back to hardness and woke him in the process. This time she sucked hard, playing with his balls and sucking on his knob. His hands were now reaching beneath her panties and he was playing with her clit and fingering her twat. On her side, leaning over his leg to suck his cock, she raised one leg to give hive access to her cunt. He slid two fingers into her and plowed deeply. His fingers were longer than his dick, so she was feeling more fulfilled this time. She was getting into it and nearing orgasm, when he shot his creamy load into her mouth. Engrossed in her own pleasure, she didn't stop and did what I have always wanted her to do, but she seldom does. She gobbled his come sucking every last drop into her mouth and down her throat. Then she bucked wildly crying out as she squeezed her legs around his arm and fucked his fingers fully, leaving his hand wet with her cum. The eeriness of the green tinted night vision camera and their glowing eyes faded out to black and then there was nothing.

My cock stiffened again as the tape continued. Fading back into what was now daylight again. They were both naked and wet, and were getting dressed. The camera now read 7:51 am. It was clear to me that they had just been in the shower together.

I closed my eyes and listed to the rustling sounds from the video as they got dressed, every now and then I'd open an eye to see her naked body as she pulled on her sexy bra and panties. He was also watching, sitting there naked on the bed.

I imagined the scene inside the shower. She had likely washed her snatch in the warm stream of the shower, soaping it and rubbing her hand between her legs. He was probably standing behind her, his cock poking at her ass while he soaped and rubbed his hands over her tits. Then she turned and fell to her knees and sucked him one more time, this time allowing him to shoot his come onto her tits. It ran between them forming a sticky goo as it congealed in the water. She stood and allowed him to wash her breasts of with one hand and finger fuck her with the other. She leaned back against the shower wall. He pumped her with his hand until she faked another orgasm. They kissed in the warm water for a few minutes and then turned off the taps and stepped out of the shower. The prick reached for the biggest towel and wrapped himself in it letting her fend for herself. She didn't really notice the lack of chivalry though. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it across her breasts, her cold nipples stood so strong it was as if they were holding the towel up.

My cock was still hard and I was jerking it furiously trying to get a second load off before the film had ended. The imagery that I had conjured wasn't enough but as I opened my eyes, and watched some more, the closing scene was all it took. He stood behind her and cupped her tits, he kissed her neck, and slid a hand down the front of her panties. His cock pressed against her ass and her whispered to her, "next time I want some of this" and he pumped his hips forward poking his cock into her butt. She turned toward the desk, placed her hands on it and splayed her legs apart. He moved behind her and tugged her panties half way down her thigh, exposing her sweet round ass. He began to fuck her ass cheeks. His short cock didn't make it to her asshole, but I'm sure it felt good for him, as he got faster and more desparate to cum, she bent further forward opening herself for him again, he thrust forward and managed to get his dick to the opening of her cunt before he shot a single weak wad at her pussy lips. Then he pulled then panties back up, covering the mess he'd made between her legs. The warm cum that wasn't trapped in the crotch of her panties was running down her leg. He turned to get dressed. She rubbed a hand across her box to help the fabric soak up his seed and then pulled on her Capri pants.

Their night was over. Now what to do with this information? Would they do it again? Did I want that?

What To Do About Edie

What To Do About Edie
By: Just Plain Bob (rdavis9607@msn.com)

I've been married to Edie for just a little over six years and I am constantly finding out things about her - things that I would never have expected or even believed for that matter. For instance - I just found out she is a slut.

Edie wasn't a virgin when I married her. It wasn't something that I knew first hand, but in the spirit of being up front with me Edie laid out her entire sexual history for me even to the point of naming names. I knew two of her previous lovers and she wanted to know if that was going to be a problem. The two guys were not close acquaintances, which meant that I would not normally interact with them and so I told her no. However, knowing the tendencies of males to keep on trying to fuck what you have been fucking I made a mental note to keep an eye on both of them.

Over the next couple of years, at several parties, the two of them did try more than once to hit on Edie and she always blew them off. Several others also made an attempt on my lovely bride and they also got the bums rush. As we moved into our seventh year I had no reason to believe that Edie was anything less than one hundred percent faithful. There was no doubt in my mind that she loved me and I was certainly crazy about her. The woman spoiled me rotten and I tried very hard to return the favor which made what I just found out all the more harder to understand."

As always seems to be the case I found out about Edie because I came home early one day. I was on a parts run that took me within minutes of my house and I thought that I would just swing by and have lunch with Edie. When I got home her car was in the garage, but she wasn't anywhere in the house. I figured that she must be over at the neighbors so I went into the kitchen to make myself a sandwich. Our kitchen over looks the backyard of our neighbor to the south and I looked out the window and saw Edie in their backyard. I had told her half a dozen times not to go over there, but she never listened to me. The house was up for sale and had been vacant for almost five months. The big attraction of the place was the in ground swimming pool. The realtor had convinced Earl and Marge not to drain the pool before they moved saying that having the pool looking inviting would be a good hook for prospective buyers. When Earl and Marge lived there Edie had an open invitation to use the pool whenever she wanted. I had tried to tell her that the invitation had left town when Marge and Earl had, but as far as Edie was concerned she was going over there as long as the pool had water in it.

I had just opened the window to yell at her and tell her I was home when two men came out the back door of the house and one hollered, "Hey! What are you doing back here? This is private property and you are trespassing." Edie got up off the chaise lounge and I could see the two men feasting their eyes on the body that the two Band-Aids she called a bathing suit tried to cover. She told them that she lived next door and was keeping an eye on the place for Earl and Marge. "Bullshit lady! I'm the realtor handling the place and Earl would have told me about you. I'm sick and tired of having people trespass on the property I'm trying to sell." He told the other man to keep and eye on Edie while he went out to the car to get his cell phone so he could call the police

He turned to go and Edie said, "Wait! Maybe we can work this out. My husband will kill me if I get into trouble with the police." The man said, "What do you mean by working something out?" Then Edie made my jaw drop, "I'm sure that I can find a way to convince you to leave the cops out of this" and while she was talking she was running her hands over her breasts in as blatant a suggestion as I've ever seen. I saw the realtor glance over at the second man who had hunger written all over his face and then the realtor said, "Okay honey, let's see if you mean it." He unzipped his fly and took out his cock. Edie licked her lips and said, "Oh my, that's a nice one" and then she went to her knees in front of him and took his cock in her hand. She looked up at him and smiled, "I think I'm going to like this" and she opened her mouth and took in his cock. The other man unzipped himself and moved up to where Edie could get her hands on him and she started stroking him while sucking on the realtor.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My wife sucking off one stranger while jacking off another and she hadn't even put up a fight. She had just offered herself up as if it was the most natural thing in the world for her to do. That made me begin to wonder if maybe it was. After all, how did I really know that she turned aside all the passes made at her?

The realtor told the other man to go and get the chaise lounge and move it into the shade, "I'm going to cum in her mouth and then we are going to fuck the little slut." While the man moved the lounger Edie stood up and pulled off her bikini bottoms and when the lounger was in place she told the realtor to sit down on it and then she bent at the waist and took him back in her mouth. She spread her legs apart in an open invitation to the other man and he moved up behind her. He gave Edie a playful slap on the ass and then he began working his dick into her. Edie moaned around the cock in her mouth and the two men smiled ear to ear as they took Edie from both ends.

I don't remember at what point I took out my own cock, in fact I was kind of surprised to find it in my hand, but I found that I was beating myself off in time with the guy fucking Edie from behind. The realtor said, "God that's good honey, you can trespass over here any time you want as long as you are willing to keep doing this." Edie took her mouth off him long enough to say "Promise?" The realtor said, "As long as you suck my cock honey, I promise." Edie giggled and said, "I'm over here every day the sun shines sugar. Think you could handle it?" Then she went back to sucking his dick.

I watched as the three of them thrust and pushed and then I heard the realtor say, "Here it comes honey" and his hips arched up off the lounger to bury his cock deep in her throat. He must have had a lot of cum stored up because even though Edie gulped and swallowed some still leaked out of the corner of her mouth. Meanwhile the man in her pussy was pumping faster and Edie's moans began to get louder. Her mouth was still locked onto the realtor's cock as she tried to get every last drop out of him and just as the man fucking her grunted to signal that he too was emptying himself Edie let the realtor's limp cock fall from her mouth and she gave the sharp little cry that signaled that her own climax had arrived. The man moved away from her and then both men looked at each other as if to say, "What do we do now?"

Edie looked like some sort of sex goddess propped up on the lounge chair and with cum running down the inside of her leg. With her bikini panties lying at her feet and her tits swaying her body was just crying out, "Fuck me, fuck me, somebody please fuck me." This was not the woman that I knew, the woman I had married; I did not know the woman I was watching. The surprises kept on coming, "This concrete is hard on my feet," Edie said, "Can we take this to my house where we can get more comfortable?"

I was fucked if they went around to the front of the house. Edie would see the company truck and know I was home and I couldn't get to the front of the house in time to get in my truck and leave. I wasn't ready to confront the cheating bitch just yet - I wanted to find out more about what she had been up to first - but if she came in the front door it would be all over. Luckily she headed toward the side door of the garage. I tossed my sandwich into the garbage, grabbed a dishrag and wiped up the puddle of cum I'd left on the floor and then hurried into the bedroom. I got into the closet and waited to see what would happen next.

Edie came into the room followed by the two men and she went straight to the bed and pulled off the covers. She turned to the men and said, "By the way my name is Edie. Would you like to tell me your names or would you rather just be known as mystery meat." The realtor grinned and said, "I'm Dan and this is Jim. Jim is a prospective buyer for the house next door. What do you think Jim, could you handle living next door to this sexpot?" Jim smiled, "I sure could, but my wife would be watching me like a hawk and getting over here would be a problem." Edie laughed, "When you can make it the welcome mat is always out." For the next two hours the two of them fucked Edie, she sucked their cocks and she even gave both of them her ass. The phone rang a couple of times while Edie was bouncing on the bed, but she ignored it. At one point Jim left the room to take a piss and Edie, who was sucking Dan's cock, took her mouth off him long enough to say, "If he doesn't buy the house make sure you call me when you bring the next prospect. Maybe I can help you close the sale" and then she giggled, "And you don't even have to pay me commission."

The time came when she told them they would have to leave. "I've got sheets to change and then I have to clean myself up and start dinner for my hubby." Don asked, "Does he know you do this sort of thing?"

"Oh God no. If he knew he would probably kill me so lets just keep this as our little secret, okay?"

The two men said they would let themselves out and I got ready to get out of the house when Edie took her shower. But Edie didn't take a shower. She took a large dildo out of the bedside table drawer, leaned back against the headboard and began to fuck herself with it. I'd never seen her do that before and my dick got hard all over again. I couldn't believe it! She had just spent over two hours fucking two guys and she still wanted more. It took her several minutes to bring herself to a climax and then she licked the dildo clean and put it away. Then she picked up the phone and punched in a number, waited and then said, "Hi Bonnie (her best friend), it's me. I guess you've noticed that I'm not there. (silence and then a giggle) Oh, I guess that you could say that something came up. A couple of something's in fact." She then proceeded to tell Bonnie what had happened along with mentioning that if she were lucky it would happen again. "Who's there?" (silence) "Oh, I guess that it's a good thing that I didn't come over today." (silence) "Because Bonnie, you know I don't like fucking guys that know Jerry." (silence) "Well I haven't, not since I fucked Marvin. After I fucked him every time he was around Jerry he got one of those "I know something you don't know" smirks on his face. Harry and Joe did it to. From now on I'm not fucking anybody who knows Jerry. (silence) "No Bonnie, I will not give them blow jobs." (silence) "No I don't feel sorry for you. I've seen you handle six all by yourself before." (silence) "Okay, I'll call you tomorrow."

She hung up the phone, got off the bed and headed for the closet, but at the last second she turned and went into the bathroom. As soon as I heard the shower running I got out of the closet and out of the house.

As I drove away from the house I had a lot to think about. First, I was going to have to come up with an excuse for my boss for being gone so long. I was going to have to reevaluate my friendships with Marvin, Harry and Joe and then I was going to have to figure out what to do about Edie.

The Funeral.

The Funeral. [part 1 of 3]
By: Knob-Out (knob-out@hotmail.co.uk)

The funeral

"Ashes to ashes dust to dust, what the Lord giveth the Lord doth take away" or words to that affect I can't remember now the day was a blur. I was at the funeral of my best friend Alan, a guy I had known for over 30 years since school time. I had been with him when he married Jenny and was with him again when we buried her after she died having been hit by a drunk driver on a pedestrian crossing in town just 10 years ago.

Today the church service had been the usual solemn affair with a large gathering of his friends and relatives. Most people were very upset because to be honest Alan was a person who everyone liked as soon as they met him; he oozed friendliness from every pore. He was such a loving caring person who had devoted himself to his wife and daughter but had never got over the death of his wife.

His daughter Alex is like a daughter to my wife and I, we're her god parents as well and it broke our hearts when Alan suddenly had a heart attack and died at 42. Life's not fair at all when this sort of thing happens and leaves a girl of 18 all alone in a world that's getting progressively harder to live in.

Alex had stayed next to my wife and me all through the service shunning her other relatives. She said they've only turned up because they've felt they had to and not out of love at all, not like us, they were not real family, they were all hoping to get some of her fathers' money but they were going to be disappointed.

Apparently Alan had willed the lot to his daughter with my wife and me as executers to ensure Alex didn't blow all the money in one go and a lot of money she had as well. Alan had been a shrewd businessman all his working life and had amassed a small fortune, well over £1 million not including his enormous home.

Alex kept saying she would give all the money away if she could only get her parents back but I suppose that's how anyone would see it really considering the circumstances.

We were chauffeured home from the funeral in the back of a large Mercedes car. My wife Cherrie sat one side of me and Alex sat on the other. She was still very upset and I turned slightly towards her as I put an arm round her shoulders and pulled her closer to me.

Her arm went round the back of me and the other went round the front underneath my suit jacket. I stroked her head and kiss her hair telling her that everything was going to be okay and that Cherrie and I were going to take very good care of her.

She looked up at me with her doe eyes, reddened by her tears and said, "Thankyou Glen, I don't know what I would have done without you and Cherrie." She held me closer and her elbow rested but an inch from my cock and I'm ashamed to say my cock reacted accordingly.

Even though we were in a time of great sorrow my bloody cock started to get hard and to my embarrassment Alex felt it. She pushed her elbow downwards applying pressure to my cock through my trousers; thankfully my jacket covered the situation. Alex looked across at Cherrie who was busy mopping her eyes with her handkerchief and hadn't seen what was going on.

I went to pull her arm away but she shook her head and mouthed a "No" to me and gently massaged away. My cock was so hard now and begging for relief as she hugged me tighter.

She then leant completely across my lap until one of her tits met my hand trapped beneath her and her head landed in the lap of my wife so Cherrie could caress her hair as she lay there. Cherrie looked at me, smiled and said, "There, there Alex, Glen and I will look after you there's no need to worry about anything anymore, we will help you in every way we can won't we darling?" "Yes of course we will." I replied as one of my hands found this young vixens' tit and gently squeezed.

"Thankyou, I think I'm going to need all the help I can get in the future, I'm quite a loner really without much experience of life or boys to that matter." "Yes, yes I know dear but we're here now so don't worry." Cherrie told her.

Alex wriggled a bit more pushing her tit into my palm, innocent, shy, I don't think so.

Thankfully the journey wasn't too far and we arrived at Alex's home a few moments later. Cherrie got out of the car first then Alex sat up and said to me, "Don't forget what you said a few minutes ago, you said you would help me out in every way you could."

Her face was awash with a smile as she licked her lips, looked towards my lap which had a pole poking out of it and said, "You ought to do something about that Glen before it gets painful." She gave my knob a squeeze, kissed me on the lips and left the car to join my wife.

I just sat there stunned. Here we were straight from her father's funeral and she was grabbing my cock. I couldn't understand what was happening but I was going to find out what she was up too sooner rather than later.

I got out of the car and followed the people into her massive home. I felt dwarfed inside it; it wasn't a home as such it was a show piece without any feeling just sheer opulence as you've never seen before.

The guests arrived in their droves and huddled together in bunches murmuring about how the funeral had gone and what a really nice guy Alan had been, the usual false talk that is said at these occasions.

Alex stayed close by as people came to her to give their respects and condolences. Most times she stood in front of me with her back to me and every now and again her hand would gently rub against the front of my trousers. It was such a nonchalant affair I doubt that anyone would have noticed but I was having a lot of trouble keeping myself under control.

Everyone was full of food and drink when Cherrie called me over and told me Alex wanted to see me in her room whilst she kept the guest occupied.

I went upstairs and knocked on Alex's door, "Come in Glen." I walked inside the room and found her sitting on the edge of the bed. She had changed out of her dowdy looking clothes into a bright flowing dress which brightened up her face.

I sat beside her as she said, "Look, there's something I should explain about earlier when I er touched your cock." "I was going to talk to you about that later but go on explain why." I replied.

"My relationship with Alan, my father was not as you think, he wasn't actually my father." She told me straight faced. "Don't be daft of course he was I was there in the hospital when you were born." I replied a little confused.

"Yes but you weren't there at the conception were you?" I sat open mouthed. "What are you telling me Alex?" I asked.

"Alan was not my father. My mother had a torrid affair with his business partner and I'm the result. There is no blood flowing through my body which has anything at all to do with Alan." She replied.

I sat there in a daze, "I can't believe this." "Well there's more and I'm sure that this will shock you but please listen to what I've got to say before passing judgement." "Go on." I said intrigued.

"Alan was a very forgiving and affectionate man. To my knowledge he never got upset with my mother about the affair but they lacked affection together. My mother was as cold as ice when it came to sex, she told me she would never let Alan get anywhere near her apart from letting him kiss her cheek in front of friends but that was it, never ever any sex at all." She said then paused to give me time to take it all in.

Alex shifted uncomfortably squeezing and clenching her fists as she then hit me with the bombshell. "Alan and I began having sex just after my 16th birthday." "What!" I shouted, "You can't be serious, no never, I can't believe I'm hearing this, its incest!"

"No it isn't incest Glen and it's true, we made love as much as we could and he was such a great lover so caring and affectionate. He showed me so many ways to pleasure a man and of course to be pleasured." She replied.

"What are you on about Alex?" I asked as I got up and began to pace the room. "I've always admired you Glen, my father said you were his best friend and confidante and that you would always help me at any time I was in need and I am in need Glen. I need sex; I miss his body next to mine, his touch his smell. I need you Glen please help me out in my time of need please?" She was almost begging.

"I'm sorry Alex I can't take this all in at the moment I shall have to talk to you about it later, I must go sorry." With that said I left the room to join the rest of the guests and to reflect on what Alex had just said. My mind was reeling from these revelations.

How on earth had Alan and Alex become lovers was this incest, was it illegal, could I actually now still be an executor of the will with this new knowledge? Questions which I had to find the answers too sooner rather than later.

I returned to the throng of guests and Cherrie noticed a change in me, "Are you okay darling, you've gone a funny colour?" "Yes, yes I'm fine thanks it's just the occasion, you know how it is." I replied hoping she wouldn't press me any harder for an answer.

My mind was troubled by what Alex had said but I couldn't get the picture of her pouting lips, big blue eyes and curvaceous figure out of my head.

The next two weeks were hell for me. Alex came and stayed at our humble abode and took every opportunity to show her nubile figure to me whenever she had the chance.

First thing in the morning was her speciality. I would come out of our bedroom to go to the toilet and would be sporting a piss proud hard on only to find Alex leaning against the bathroom door wearing the shortest of nighties and little else. She would be completely naked beneath the sheer material allowing her trimmed pussy and pouting pink nipples to show through.

"Morning Glen, glad to see everything is working, I'm wet and ready for you anytime you want to come and get it." She would say or words to that effect and rub her hand across my cock as she walked on by to her room.

I would end up by having to have a wank to relieve the tension before I could empty my bladder, not a good start to the day.

Two weeks later saw us all in the solicitors' office sitting round a large oak table for the reading of the will. Cherrie sat one side of me and Alex the other. I held Cherrie's hand whilst Alex rubbed the inside of my thigh and on the odd occasion the curve of my cock covered by a top coat draped across my lap.

Alan had left almost all of his fortune to Alex with just the odd few thousand pounds to one cause or another. The thing that shocked Cherrie and I was he had left his home and all it's belongings to us so long as we kept looking after Alex as we had promised several years prior.

Once she either left the home for good under her own steam or got married we could, if we so desired sell the home and keep whatever profits were left after duties and taxes.

"Looks like we are going to be together for quite some time yet Glen." Alex said and squeezed my leg again then kissed me on the cheek whispering in my ear, "I am so wet for you right now."

My cock twitched and she felt it move and smiled a knowing smile at me whilst Cherrie looked on confused.

"What did Alex just say Glen?" She asked, "She said she was thankful for us looking after her and that she was sure she would feel safe and secure in our hands that's all dear." I replied "Oh, okay that's good isn't it?" I nodded a yes but really meaning a "no".

We did of course move in with Alex and were overawed with the sheer opulence of the place, swimming pool, hot tub, snooker / pool room the list went on and on and I for one was more than pleased to be there. Cherrie on the other hand had her reservations.

The very first night in our new surroundings we decided to have an early night. Alex kissed us goodnight as we made our way to our separate bedrooms.

Our room was a very grand affair with a large four poster bed with plush drapes round its top. The carpets were so thick your feet appeared to sink into the pile as you walked across them.

Anyway, we got undressed and jumped into bed. I slept in the nude as usual and Cherrie slipped her nightdress on and got in beside me. We both drifted off to sleep but I was suddenly woken by a movement on the bed.

I opened my dreary eyes to see the form of Alex creeping into the bed beside Cherrie who woke as well. "What's the matter Alex, are you okay?" Cherrie asked, "No not really I had an awful nightmare, can I sleep in with you tonight?" She asked in a girly whisper, "Yes of course you can here get beside me." She said.

Cherrie lifted the duvet expecting Alex to get beside her and the edge of the bed but she crawled across her and got between us and snuggled down close to Cherrie's back. "Thanks you two I appreciate it." She said, "No problem." Cherrie replied as I turned over to show Alex my back.

My cock began to stir as I felt the warmth emanating from Alex's body through her short silky nighty. I tried to get some distance between us but every time I moved away she moved closer to me. I felt her roll over to face my back and my cock sprung to attention, how on earth I was going to get to sleep this night I had no idea.

My mind was racing but eventually I drifted off to sleep and had the weirdest of dreams with of course Alex fronting all of them.

I woke as the morning sun streamed through the lacy net curtains making the whole room glow with the expectancy of a great day ahead.

I had had a fantastic but frightening dream. Alex and I had got it together in her room where she'd deep throated me until I'd emptied my balls down her slim throat, the feeling had been awesome.

Then reality hit home. I still had my back to Alex but her leg was strewn across mine making her pussy nudge against my arse cheeks. Her arm was threaded through mine and she was gripping my stiff cock in her tiny hand.

I tried to gently pull her hand away without waking her but she held on tightly and it was covered in masses of sticky cum! "What's the matter Glen don't you like me holding your cock?" She whispered in my ear. She began to gently squeeze and release my meat and I realised that the dream was just that, a dream but I had actually cum, I had had my first wet dream since I had been a schoolboy fantasising about fucking the girls in my class.

Alex pushed her pussy mound against my arse and said, "Boy you've cum a lot Glen, was it me that made you do that, I can't wait to get this inside my sweet tight little hole." She squeezed me harder and my cock throbbed.

I turned my head to her and said, "Okay, you win, I'll fuck you and soon just let go of my fucking cock before Cherrie wakes." "Ooh Glen dirty words as well, I can't wait." She replied and released my aching cock from her grasp.

I wriggled out of bed just as Cherrie woke to find me stark naked, tip toeing across the thick carpet towards the bathroom, "For Gods sake Glen put something on, the site of you naked will scare poor Alex to death." She shouted in a hushed voice. I nodded in agreement thinking, "poor little Alex" I think not the filthy little bitch, I'll show her a thing or two no doubt about that!

The day progressed like any other apart from Alex giving me the eye every time she could get away without Cherrie noticing but the air was electric. I couldn't stop thinking about the night before and the great feeling I'd had and wondered if reality was going to be as good or more to the point could I perform when the actual time arose?

That time approached sooner than expected.

A day or so later Cherrie had arranged to go shopping with some close friends and take Alex with her then just at the last minute Alex developed a migraine and decided to stay at home in bed. "You'll look after her won't you Glen we won't be too long so make sure she gets what she needs." Cherrie asked. "Oh don't worry Cherrie I'm sure Glen will give me exactly what I require, please excuse me I must take myself to bed, enjoy your shopping." Alex told her as she left the room.

I saw Cherrie leave the drive and closed the door, my mind turned in an instant to Alex. She wants cock she's going to get cock.

I went to our room, stripped off and got into the shower cubicle which was the size of a small room in itself. I turned the knob and hot water spurted out of a dozen or so nozzles at the same time with such a force it made my skin tingle as though a million needled had just pricked my skin at the same time.

The sides of the cubicle soon became opaque as the steam rose making it more like a sauna than a shower room. I lathered my body paying particular attention to my cock; if she was going to suck it; it had better be sweet smelling. I smiled to myself as I closed my eyes to stop the soap from irritating them. It was then that I heard the door open and close again, or did I? Nah, I continue to wash.

"Here, let me do that for you." It was Alex. Her small hands had taken hold of my cock and balls covering them in thick foamy soap. I wiped the suds from my face and looked down at her doe eyes and long wet blonde hair that was strewn across her shoulders and chest.

She came in close and kissed me full on the lips her tongue snaked inside my mouth and began to play with my tonsils as she continued to wash my cock.

I held the back of her head and pulled her in tighter smashing our lips together harder. My other had travelled down her back and cupped her right buttock, God she had a tight arse. I squeezed it hard and she yelped a little.

She broke off the kiss, "Looking forward to fucking me Glen? Your cock is a lot bigger than I'm used to but I'm sure my hot pussy can take it." She said and slid down onto her knees.

She washed the soap from my knob and slipped her mouth over the head and gently sucked. Her hand cupped my hairy balls as the other made a screwing motion along my shaft as she took more and more of my eight inch cock down her throat until her nose was nudging against my pubes.

"Fuck girl you sure can suck cock, no one's taken all of it before oh God I'm going to cum already, Jesus!" I shouted as my balls pumped their seed directly into her stomach. She didn't bat an eyelid as I held the back of her head and fucked her face until I'd emptied my balls.

I released the grip on her head and she slipped my cock from her mouth, stood up and kissed me again. It was the first time I had tasted my own sperm and to be honest wasn't over keen on it and made a mental note not to lick her cunt after I'd fucked her.

"I'm so wet for you Glen, fuck me now please fuck me now?" She begged and as my cock hadn't gone down I thought it would be rude not to.

Alex walked out of the spray and bent forwards holding on to a towel rail for support. She parted her legs and looked back at me, "Now please." She asked.

I slowly approached stroking my stiff cock. I could see a few suds sliding down her arse crack onto her pussy lips which were parted waiting for my cock. I held her hips and slid my cock across her bum. "Is this what you want Alex?" I asked. "You know it is Glen put it in please, don't make me wait any longer." She said and pushed backwards.

I pushed my stiff cock downwards between her legs and rubbed the shaft along her greasy slit, she felt hot, she moaned. I moved my hips backwards allowing my cock to gradually slide upwards until it met her open hole.

"Are you ready?" I asked, "Oh yeah Jesus yeah." She replied. I pushed forwards and my cock head slid between her luscious lips. "God oh God." She said and arched her back, "More give me more." She begged.

I pushed again and half of my length slipped inside her. I could feel her muscles gripping my shaft as it got farther inside her and couldn't wait any longer. I pushed hard and went in balls deep. "Fuck yeah that's so big so big fuck me Glen fuck me now." She shouted.

I gripped her hips and started to pound her pussy hard, ripples run up her arse as my hips pounded against it, my balls slapped against her pussy making them sting but felt good at the same time.

"Like that do you like my cock up your tight cunt?" I said without breaking my stride. "Oh yeah oh yeah fuck me baby fuck me fuck your little girl." She shouted. I continued to fuck her and pulled her arse cheeks apart making her puckered brown hole open up.

"Ever been fucked in the arse babe ever had a big stiff cock up your shitter?" I shouted, "No, no cock just fingers only fingers oh my God I'm cumming I'm cumming oh Jesus Jeeesuuuus!" She screamed as her climax ripped through her body.

She bucked and squirmed on the end of my cock which was being squeezed hard by her cunt muscles, I started cum again as well. I hadn't cum twice in succession like this for many years but this young vixen had me cumming twice in only a few minutes of each other and it was awesome.

I gripped her hips so hard I thought her bones would shatter. I drove my cock into her cunt as hard as I could and unloaded my balls deep inside her tight greasy hole grunting on every squirt from my cock.

A minute later it was over and we both stood there panting away with the sound of water crashing on the floor behind us. My cock gradually softened and slid from inside her. She turned round, dropped to her knees, pulled my foreskin back and cleaned my cock licking and sucking all of our juices from its crevices.

Five minutes later she stood and said, "Alan always made me clean his cock afterwards and it's only right I do the same for you. Well was I worth it; did you like fucking my tight pussy?" She asked, I held her to me and kissed her lightly, "Yes you were worth it, you have an amazing body and the next time it's going to be your arse." I told her

"I'm not too sure about that, Alan only used a finger or two and never fucked me properly. I think your cocks too big for my little hole why don't we just stick to my pussy?" She replied, "Oh I'm going to fuck that again but it's your arse next time or we call it quits now." I said.

Before she could answer I heard, "Honey it's me where are you?" Jesus it was Cherrie, fuck she had come back early.

Alex let out a yelp as she hurriedly grabbed a towel and ran from the shower room towards her bedroom leaving me to finish off just as Cherrie came through the door. "Hi honey, how is Alex?" She asked, "Oh she's fine she's sleeping I wouldn't disturb her if I was you." I told her and she left the room.

I gave a sigh of relief as I began to towel myself down. I kept getting a mental picture of Alex's open arse hole and tried imagine what my cock would feel like when I got to slide it inside her if she finally agreed to it. I was sure she would, she knew when she was onto a good thing and I doubted she would let the opportunity go, it was just a matter of planning!

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