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#21 | Posted: 18 Jul 2011 08:36
My first time

It was summer and I was 13. For a couple of months I had begun to realize something. My body had been changing a lot lately. I had gotten my period this past year and that's when my boobs really started to grow. My bras were 32B and they were too small. The bikini I had to wear was too small as well but my mother had not taken me to get a new one yet. I had worn it to the waterpark and to some friends houses. What I had begun to notice was how boys, or should I say men too, looked at me.

I was standing in front of a mirror in my room in my suit. I was slender with a flat stomach. I looked at my ass and noticed it too had begun to fill out. I had a little bubble butt. My boobs looked a little out of place with the rest of my body. In this top they were spilling out the sides some and I had a pronounced cleavage. I knew I would probably have to get at least a 34C. I was going over to a friends house today to swim. I had been over there recently and had noticed how her father was a little nervous around me and when he was outside with us I would catch him staring at me.

I went to the kitchen to find my mom or dad to take me over to my friends house. My brother was in there getting a drink. He was 4 years older then me. He didn't say a word as I walked in the room. I saw his eyes go up and down my body. He looked at my boobs the most. He had been doing this a lot lately. He had been giving me quite a few hugs lately and I knew it was so he could feel my boobs. My dad walked into the room and took one look at me and just shook his head. I asked him if he could drive me, but before he could answer my brother said he could. My dad made me put a tshirt on before we left and he told my mom to please take me shopping to get a swimsuit that fits.

As we drove to my friend's house I saw that my brother was stealing little looks at me. He made the comment that I had grown a lot in the past year and I knew he didn't mean my height. He asked me if boys in school were trying to get me to hook up and stuff. I just smiled and said some. I told him that the boys were always trying to hug me and I knew all they wanted was to feel my boobs. He swallowed hard at that. I said some were even bold enough to fake like they bumped into me and would grab them. He didn't say much after that and dropped me off. I told him I would call him later to come pick me up.

I had fun at my friends house as we enjoyed the pool. Her boobs were much smaller then mine and she was on the skinny side. Her dad sat in a lounge chair on the patio with sunglasses on reading a magazine. I was pretty sure he was trying not to be too obvious about staring at my boobs. Once I noticed the magazine was upside down and I was about to say something to him when he quickly got up and went inside. That happened right after I had jumped off the diving board and when I came up to the surface one of my boobs had popped out of my top. My friend noticed and pointed and laughed. I giggled and tucked it back in my barely there top.

It was getting late and I called my brother to come pick me up. I thanked my friend for inviting me and on purpose I gave her dad a hug so he could feel how big my 13 yr old boobs were. I hopped in the car and my brother drove us home. I hadn't put the tshirt back on. He kept looking at my cleavage and the side swell of my boob that wasn't cover by the top. I stretched a couple of time making sure he got a good show. I was teasing him of course. It did make me a little excited knowing that my friend's dad and now my brother were looking at me in that way.

I took a shower and mom had fixed dinner. We watched some movie then I went to bed. It was always warm in my room so I didn't wear much to bed. I had a little tank top on and panties, that’s it. All I had on my bed was a sheet and that was thrown back most of the night. I had just started to drift off to sleep when I heard something. My brothers room and mine were connected by a bathroom. Someone had come into my room from there. They stood next to my bed for a moment then laid down next to me. It was my brother.

I turned my head and asked him what the hell he was doing. He told me to be quiet, that he just couldn't help it anymore. He whispered to me that after this afternoon seeing me in that swimsuit he had made a decision. He said he just had to feel my boobs for himself first hand. He said he would be gentle and asked me if he could touch them just for a minute. My heart was pounding and I had to swallow before I could talk. I was very nervous and told him it was OK and he could touch them but just for a minute. We were in a spooning position on my bed and I felt his left arm reach over me and he took my left breast in his hand. I felt the heat of his hand through the thin fabric of my top. He gently squeezed my soft breast and I closed my eyes.

He whispered to me that he couldn't believe how big they had gotten. He said I was bigger then most of the girls in his class. Having my breast in his hand felt great but then he let go of it. I thought he might be done and I was a little disappointed, but he wasn't. He moved his hand down and slipped it under my top. His hand moved back to my naked breast and he grabbed it again. This was a lot better then before. Feeling his skin on my skin was electric. Soon his fingers found my nipple. It was rock hard and he pinched and pulled on it. I think I might have even moaned a little at that. He made sure that both my left and right boob got attention, squeezing the round fleshy globes and pulling on my big nipples. I had told him for only a minute but now I didn't want him to stop, but he did. He kissed me on the cheek and said thanks and then left my room going back to his.

I was breathing hard and now I would have a heck of a time going to sleep. One of my hands made its way down to my panties and went in them. I was very wet and my fingers found my swollen clit. I had been masturbating more often lately and it didn't take long for me to make myself cum. I shook with my orgasm thinking about my brothers hands on my breasts. Relaxed now I rolled over and went to sleep. I wondered if that was a one time encounter or if he would do it again.

The next day I was a little nervous. I wasn't feeling guilty, but brothers weren't supposed to feel their sisters naked boobs, were they? I smiled at him and he smiled at me when I saw him in the kitchen. My mom and dad were in there and I knew my dad would kill my brother if he knew our little secret. If we were going to continue our play we would have to be careful not to get caught. Later that night I tried to stay calm and not look like I was excited about going to bed. As I lay there I slowed my breathing and waited. I thought he wasn't going to visit me when finally the door to the bathroom opened and he walked in my room. He crawled into bed with me again. He whispered that he had to make sure mom and dad were asleep before coming in here. I just nodded and then I took off my sleep top. I was on my back and he had full access to my boobs. He started to squeeze them and pulled on the nipples. Then he did something I didn't expect. He leaned down and he took one of my 13 yr old nipples into his mouth.

His mouth was hot and wet and he flicked his tongue on my nipple. He slurped and sucked on it then did the same to the other one. He played with my boobs like this for maybe 30 min then gave me a kiss and left. Having him suck on my nipples felt so good. I pulled on them myself with one hand while the other played with my pussy and clit. I came again like the night before. I was so happy my brother had decided to continue our nightly play. And continue it he did, almost every night for the rest of the summer.

After a few weeks of boob play one night while he was sucking on a nipple I felt his hand on my stomach. It slowly moved lowered until it reached the edge of my panties. He hesitated just for a moment then slowly slid his hand under the waistband continued down until his fingers touched the lips of my pussy. I wanted him to touch me the same way I touched myself. This was a big step beyond just playing with his sister's boobies. He let go of my nipple just long enough to ask me if I wanted him to go further. I just nodded my head. His fingers parted my lips and he could tell how wet I was. He used his middle finger to trace my tight opening. He slowly pushed it inside me but stopped when he felt an obstruction. I was still very much a virgin. He pulled his finger out and moved it up to my clit. Like my boobs it was big for my age. It was sticking out of it's little hood and he played with it as he rubbed my pussy. That sent me over the edge and for the first time I came from another person's efforts. My brother's efforts.

After I finished and relaxed he kissed me and left. Knowing that he had actually touched my pussy and had given me an orgasm raised our game to a higher level. It felt much more taboo now and that much bigger of a secret. I kept praying that our parents didn't have a clue about our nightly activity. I wanted it to continue and though I didn't think about it I probably knew where it was heading.

It had been a couple of weeks since he had started playing with my pussy. I had started going to bed naked because it gave him easier access to me. I was waiting for him in bed like usual one night. He came into my room and climbed in with me. I rolled toward him to give him a hug. I liked him to hold my naked body close. We had started french kissing as well. He told me I was getting very good at that. Our tongues would dance in each others mouths and it just added to the passion. As he pulled me close I immediately knew he was nude as well. Up to this point he usually wore a tshirt and/or at least his boxers. Tonight my brother was as naked as I was.

I felt the warmth of his naked body press against mine. He had something in mind and I wasn't sure what. Summer was almost over and school would be starting soon. I would also be 14 soon. I knew his cock got hard when he played with me. I had never seen it and of course never touched it. Now it was between us and I could feel it swelling. He had his hands on my ass pulling me close and I did the same to him. We were kissing and my boobs were pressed into his chest. I could feel his fingers go between my ass cheeks seeking out my pussy. His cock was super hard now and from what I could tell it was huge. I had never touched a cock and had only seen a couple of them by accident. Some of my friends had played with boys and from what they had told me about how big they were my brother's dwarfed all of them.

He broke our kiss as he played with my pussy. He was breathing hard and asked me to do something for him. I said OK and he asked me if I would hold his cock in my hands. He said only if I wanted too but he sure would like it if I did. I nodded and asked him to show me how. He rolled over on his back and I sat up some. Even though the room was dark I could still see some and for the first time I got a good look at his now fully erect cock. It was laying on his stomach and almost reached his belly button. It was as big around as my arm. I was just staring at it in awe when he took my hand and placed it on it. It was hot and it throbbed. The skin was so soft yet hard beneath the surface. It felt alive and not like anything I had felt before. I slowly ran my hand up the length of it until I reached the head. That part was very swollen and big. I touched the tip of it where he peed and felt a hot slick discharge coming out of it.

His cock was much too big for just one of my hands so I used both of them to play with it. He showed me how he liked it to be stroked. As I did what I was told he continued to play with my pussy. I played with his cock for maybe 30 min and I heard him groan. He said that he was going to cum soon. I knew what that meant and though I had never seen it my friends had told me about it. His cock would shoot his cum out of the end of it. Now that he was this close to actually doing that I wanted to see it. I stroked it a little faster and he closed his eyes. I had both of my hands wrapped around it going up and down when I felt it jerk. I wasn't sure what would happen, maybe a few drops. A huge rope of cum shot out the end of it into my hair. I didn't let go of it as another large blast hit the headboard. There was so much of it I was in shock. I wasn't sure if it would ever end as his poured out his load. It was all over both of us.

I was speechless and just sat there. He was breathing hard and then opened his eyes and looked at us. He laughed and took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom. We got some wet washcloths and cleaned up. Even when soft his cock was amazing. It hung down like an elephants trunk. So every night after that was playtime. I would get my boobs and pussy attended to and he would get his cock worshiped. He taught me how to kiss it and the suck it. He warned me when he was about to cum. I tried my best to take it in my mouth but there was a lot of it. I liked the taste and swallowed his thick load. He tasted my pussy and I loved it. His tongue drove me wild. I would cum hard and he licked up my juice. He said I tasted so sweet and yummy.

It was October by now and I had turned 14. My brother was 18 and a senior in High School. I was in 8th grade and as I walked down the halls I smiled knowing what I was doing and the fact that nobody had a clue about it or who I was doing it with. My parents were clueless though my mom had asked me about the state of my sheets a couple of times. My brother and I always tried to clean up but I guess sometimes we missed a spot. She didn't press the issue though and we figured she didn't suspect anything.

We had become very familiar with each others bodies. I enjoyed our secret affair and loved giving my brother pleasure and of course getting pleasure from him. This had all started a few months ago with him just wanting to feel my boobs. We were in my bed once again and I had his hard cock in my hand. He was kissing me while he played with my nipples. He took his cock out of my hand and began to rub the head across my pussy lips. We had been doing this for a couple of days. It felt really good. He broke our kiss and told me he needed to ask me something. He asked me if I felt weird about doing any of this with my brother. I told him at first I might have felt some guilt but now I loved doing this with my brother. He smiled and said that even though I was his little sister that he loved being with me and always made sure I was comfortable doing any of this. I kissed him ad smiled at that. Then he asked me to do something that made my heart skip. He said he loved me stroking and sucking his cock, but he needed something else. He wanted to try and just put the head of it inside my pussy.

I bit my lower lip thinking about that big thing going in me. I told him I would try it but I wasn't sure if it would work because of its size. He said all we could do is try and it would make him so happy. I wanted to know that if just the head went in would I still be a virgin? He said yes that as long as my maidenhead wasn't broken I would be. I had just told him we could try that so I guess I was committed to the idea. I knew of different positions but I wasn't sure how to go about this. He said that probably the best was was for me to get on top of him and straddle his cock. That way I could go at my own pace and stop if it hurt. He would hold his shaft at the right angle. I looked at it and shook my head and laughed. How on earth was this going in?

I had gotten super wet talking about this. I told him to go check on mom and dad to make sure they were asleep. He got out of bed and opened my door to the hall. He disappeared for a moment and then came back. He said he heard them snoring. He climbed back in bed and onto his back. I climbed on top of him and looked down between my breasts at his hard cock.. I guess the time was now to try this. I got up on my knees as he picked up his heavy fat cock and lined it up. I rocked back a little and felt it touch my pussy. I stopped then to get some courage. He rubbed it back and forth getting the head wet from my juice. He told me it was OK just to go slow.

I could feel the big head right at my entrance. If we actually got that in that was all of his cock that could fit with out tearing me. I held my breath as I pressed down. Here I was just 14 and I was trying to get my 18 yr old brothers cock head in me. The big spongy head started to stretch me. I felt some progress and now there was nothing more that I wanted but to get that thing in me. I had to stop for a minute then press again. I was carefully using my weight to help. He told me I was doing great and there was just a little more to go. My stomach muscles tightened as I pressed one more time. I felt the big ridge move past my tight entrance and it was in. I couldn't believe it. I had gotten my brothers big cock head inside my pussy. I just held still feeling very full. I could tell it was pressed tightly against my cherry. Technically I was still a virgin.

We both were breathing hard and looking at each other. We were connected now even if it was just the head of his cock in me. He asked me if I loved him and trusted him. I said of course I do. He said he loved me too and didn't want to hurt me but he wasn't able to keep from doing this. I wasn't quite sure what he meant. His hands were on my hips. I was poised above him with just his big cock head inside me. It was pressed up against my cherry. Suddenly I knew what he meant. I was about to say no when he pushed down on my hips. The head of his cock pressed into my maidenhead and it tore. The force of that drove half his shaft up inside me. I opened my mouth but no sound came out.

I was no longer a virgin. I started to cry but not because of that. It was because it really hurt. I was sobbing as he held me close his cock still firmly inserted in me. He said he was sorry, but that he promised it would feel so much better soon. My brother had taken my virginity and I was OK with that. I hoped he was right about the feeling good part but right now it was till stinging. He rolled me over still inside me so he was on top. He started taking slow easy strokes. I gritted my teeth as his cock reached farther inside me. He was trying to be as gentle as he could given the state of my pussy. He said it was super tight and hot in there. I could feel the heat building from the friction between us.

He pushed a little harder and I felt him hit bottom in me. He had reached my end but there was still more cock to go. This was my first fuck and my brother was right, it was feeling better. I was till sore but it was a good soreness. He said he wasn't going to last much longer. I thought about what that meant and where he was going to cum. Was he going to cum inside my pussy? That was something I had not thought about up to right now. This was my first time and I decided that’s were I wanted it. He was stroking a little faster now and I put my hands on his ass pushing him into me, telling him I wanted it. Without saying a word he drove in deep and hard and I felt his cock erupt inside me. It was like we both lost control. He was cumming in me and I was 14 and not using any protection. I started cumming as well as he finished dumping his load in me.

Slowly my brother withdrew his semi soft cock from my abused pussy. I winced a little as it popped out. I knew my sheets must be a mess but I didn't care. We held each other close and fell asleep. We were two lovers and also brother and sister. Everything had changed with that act. When I woke up he had gone back to his bed sometime during the night. I stripped my sheets off and got them in the washer before my mom could see them. We had a secret before but now we had the ultimate secret between a brother and a sister. He had taken my virginity. We had sexual intercourse and nothing could change that.

For the next 2 years we fucked all the time. Somehow I didn't get pregnant even though I was not on the pill and he never used a condom. I had learned about my cycle in health class and I always knew when it was risky. He graduated from high school and went to a technical college. When he graduated from there after 2 years he got a job offer from a company in another state. It was about 200 miles away. We talked about it and I told him he need to accept the offer. It was something he had worked hard for and he needed to try it. I was still in high school and living at home. He could come and visit and I would visit him there. I was going to miss him and the sex but we would still get together. He knew I was right and he moved away.

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub the unforgiven
     
#22 | Posted: 18 Jul 2011 08:37
My Fantasy - Fucking Katie
Chapter 1

I first met Katie through email. She sent me a note telling me how much she loved one of my stories here on xnxx. I emailed back telling her I appreciated her comments and that I was working on part 2. Well, she emailed back and I emailed back and pretty soon we were email buddies. I was disappointed when I learned that she lived on the West Coast—I live in North Carolina. When she told me she was eighteen I figured I was much too old for her at 66, but she said no. She preferred older men and she had already had sex with a man in his 50’s as well as several in their 30’s. So we started emailing several times a day. Mostly our messages were about sex. She wanted to know--what are my favorite positions, how often do I have sex, do I masturbate (silly question), have I ever cheated on my wife? She volunteered a lot about herself—she is very sexual, tight and usually extremely wet. She also said she loved sex and would do absolutely anything.

After about a week we agreed to talk on the phone. I called her on my cell so there would be no record of the call (I have a prepaid). “Hi,” I said, “How are you?”

“Sad, it’s raining here and it’s dark and gloomy.”

“I think I can take care of that. Are you right or left handed?”

“Um…right for most things.”

“Good, put the phone in your left hand. Are you alone?

“Yes, I’m the only one home.”

“Good, now put a finger on your slit. Good… nice and wet, isn’t it? Now stick a finger into your pussy. Put it in all the way. Now in and out, faster and faster… take it out and taste it. You love it, don’t you?”

“Y…yes,” she gulped.

“Can you put two fingers in.”

“No, I’m too tight and too sensitive.”

“OK, now, rub your clit…not too hard. Just tease it…very, very lightly. Getting hot, aren’t you? I am…I’m stroking my big cock. It’s so hard and so hot. I’m jerking it off just thinking about you.”

I could tell she was getting really hot. Her breathing was shallow and irregular. She was moaning in ecstasy. I encouraged her and walked her through three orgasms in less than 45 minutes. Later that night I imagined I was fucking her and jerked off, squeezing my cock really tightly to simulate her tight cunt. When I came I felt such total relief.

We shared everything and I encouraged her to find someone who would care for her, as well as someone who would fuck her regularly to satisfy her considerable sexual needs. I never thought we would meet because of my marriage and the distance between us. I was wrong.

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub the unforgiven
     
#23 | Posted: 18 Jul 2011 08:41
My Fantasy - Fucking Katie
Chapter 2

My wife and I usually travel together but one evening she asked about going on a cruise with her two girlfriends. I told her I wouldn’t feel comfortable as the only man among three women. That’s when she told me I wasn’t invited. This was a girls-only affair. I thought about it for a while then I told her,”Ok, go ahead, but while you’re away I think I’m going to take a little trip, too.”

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“I think I’d like to tour the West Coast, starting in Washington and maybe driving down to California, or, maybe not.” She looked at me like I was kind of crazy, but I told her, “If you’re going away, so am I. Fair is fair.” That’s how I got to visit Katie.

I flew to a nearby city and rented a car. Katie lives in a really small town so I took a motel room in a nearby city. We met at the local mall. We looked at each other and fell together like long lost lovers, which I guess we were. We hugged for several minutes. I suggested we go to my car, but she had a better idea. We went to her car where she retrieved a small suitcase. Katie was staying over. We walked hand in hand to my car. Once there we couldn’t help ourselves. We fell together in the most passionate kiss I have ever experienced. Katie’s tongue was all over mine and her hand went right up the leg of my shorts where she found my bulging cock. I had to stop her. I didn’t want to cum now and ruin the night ahead of us.

The drive to my motel was charged with sexual energy. We could barely keep our eyes off each other, to say nothing of our hands. Only my fear of an accident and the resultant police report stopped us from groping each other during the twenty mile ride. I stopped just in front of my room. We walked in, carrying her bag. I took a moment to close the drapes and then I couldn’t wait any longer. We kissed again passionately, with our hands exploring each other. She removed my shirt, scratched my back and sucked on my nipple. I was in heaven. It was all I could do to stop her so I could disrobe her, dropping her clothes into a pile on the floor. Soon we were in our underwear, my hard cock peeking over the elastic band of my boxers, her nipples pressing against her 38DD bra. Both were off in an instant and we clung to each other thrilled at last by the sensation of our flesh on flesh contact. I let Katie fall onto the bed. I knelt before her and spread her legs. I licked her from her ass forward to her clit. I couldn’t believe how wet she was. It was all I could do to slurp it up. Katie moaned in appreciation as I stuck my tongue into her cunt and fucked her with it. She gripped my head and pulled it closer in an attempt to force my tongue deeper into her. She threw her head back in ecstasy. “I want to suck you,” she could barely get the words out. I pushed her back, swinging around to 69. I pulled her on top of me so we could attack each other’s sex with our mouths. She took my cock—normally about seven inches, but today, in my hyper excited state, closer to eight, all the way into her throat. She licked my shaft as I nibbled on her clit. We were both so hot! I couldn’t believe the feelings running through my body. I only hoped Katie was experiencing as much as I was. Suddenly, Katie jumped up and reversed. “I want you in me.” I reached for a condom but Katie beat me to it. She ripped the wrapper and slowly unrolled it around my dick. “You know I’m really tight. I hope it will fit.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll get it in. The condoms are lubed and you’re soaking wet. Just sit on it; it’ll go right in.”

Katie positioned my cock head just below her slit. I took it from her and rubbed the head against her, increasing the rate as which her juices were flowing. Slowly, she lowered herself, easing my cock into her. I’ve had some really tight girls and women during my life, but none like Katie. I could feel her pussy walls squeezing my cock but eventually we got most of it into her. “Are you OK?” I asked.
“Never better… never better,” she groaned. I raised my hips as I prepared my initial thrust. Katie nodded her OK. I pushed up all the way into her heavenly cunt. As I pulled back Katie gripped my shoulders to prepare herself for the oncoming effort. We moved together like we had been doing this for years. The tightness of her cunt combined with the abnormal size of my erection enhanced the wonderful sensations for both of us. Soon Katie was gasping and panting, a symptom I remembered from our phone sex sessions. Her breathing quickened and became more irregular as she moaned and groaned non-stop. An instant later she rammed her clit into me, threw her head back and screamed as she reached her release-- what I hoped would be the first of many. She collapsed into my arms where I gently kissed her cheeks and lips.

We rested for almost a half hour, my cock still embedded in her pussy. She roused herself. “Ready?” I asked. A nod was all it took to get us back into action. Again Katie rocked on my cock, grinding her sensitive clit into me. She was turning herself on, faster and hotter than I thought possible. Her pussy was squeezing me, sending jolts of sexual energy through my body. This was what fucking was all about! How incredible that I had to travel across the continent to learn about the ultimate pleasures of sex from a girl less than one-third my age. Again, Katie’s breathing became ragged; her motions irregular. She was rapidly approaching her second orgasm. I expected it to be only a fraction of the first but I was wrong. It seemed as though something had exploded within her. Her body spasmed uncontrollably until she screamed again, arched her back forcing my cock deep within her, and fell drained into my arms.
I caressed Katie’s head, kissing her tenderly. “Why don’t we stop for now. We can grab a bite to eat and pick up where we left off after.”

“Do we have to? I’m having such a good time. And what about you? You haven’t cum yet.”

“Don’t worry about me. We can take care of that later, after I’ve made you cum five times.”

“Five times? I don’t think I’ll be able to walk.”

“You’ll be OK, trust me. I think we need a shower. Let’s go.”

“You mean both of us?”

“Yeah, there’s a stall shower. It’ll be tight, but it’ll be fun.” We squeezed into the shower, barely making it. I couldn’t soap myself but I could soap Katie. And she could do me. Too soon we were clean and drying off. We dressed and headed out for dinner. I had reservations for Ruth’s Chris, the exclusive steak house. We got plenty of strange looks from the other diners but what did we care. We made like lovers, which we were. One diner had the audacity to say “Tsk” as he walked by. In other circumstances I might have hit him, but I couldn’t afford the publicity. Besides, what did I care if he approved or not.

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub the unforgiven
     
#24 | Posted: 18 Jul 2011 08:41
My Fantasy - Fucking Katie
Chapter 3

After dinner I suggested a movie. Katie looked at me with a funny smile on her face, “I think that’s a great idea, I know just the movie.”

Naturally it was some chick flick, but I didn’t care. When we walked through the lobby Katie excused herself to the ladies room. When she came out I had the feeling something was different, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. We entered the theater and I started into the third or fourth row. Katie led me to the back. We were just seated when the previews started. That’s when it hit me—what was different. Katie was wearing white (I don’t know what they’re called) leggings or tights or panty hose when she entered the ladies room. Now her legs were bare. Thinking back to that sly smile I figured something was afoot and I was right. A minute or two later I felt Katie’s hand on my belt buckle. She pulled the belt to open it. “What are you doing?” I asked.

“Just taking care of business. You came here to fuck me, didn’t you?”

“You mean here? We’re going to get caught for sure. Shit, I can’t believe this.” But I was powerless to stop her. I was mesmerized by this teenaged vixen. If she had told me to run naked through the streets I probably would have done it. Katie opened my zipper, reached into my shorts and fingered my cock. I reacted instantly. Katie started to stroke me with one hand while with her other moving my hand to her pussy. There was nothing covering her cunt and it was soaking wet. I rubbed my finger into her then licked it clean. Katie sat in my lap sideways, opened her legs, and moved my cock into her. She had to bend it, but even that worked well –when it straightened it pushed right into her. This was the first time we had fucked without any protection. I quietly prayed she was on the pill.

Katie shifted around so she was facing the same direction I was. She leaned forward placing her hands on the seat in front of me. She started a short subtle movement, rocking herself against me. I was concerned that someone would see or hear us. When Katie started to moan I put my hand over her mouth. Several patrons looked over and one walked down the aisle and out of the theater. I tried to move Katie off but she would have none of it. She came just before the manager approached us. He didn’t have to say a word—we got up and walked out to a mixed reaction from the crowd. A few applauded; the rest booed.

Back in our motel room Katie went to the bathroom, her cum running down her leg. She reappeared a moment later wiping her thighs dry. “Dick, I know you’ve never had anal. I think you should fuck my ass. I love it, you know.” She knelt on the edge of the bed, opening her ass cheeks for me. I put on another condom, added some lube to her asshole, and inserted a finger to help her muscles relax. She looked back at me, smiling in contentment. I added another finger. Now she was ready for my dick. I pressed into her ass. My tip fit neatly into the hole left by my fingers. A little pressure was all that was needed to gain entry to her forbidden orifice. An audible “pop” could be heard when the sphincter was cleared. Entry to her bowel was relatively easy now. My cock slid all the way into her rectum. I started fucking her ass, slowly at first to make sure I didn’t hurt her. Her friction was intense; her sphincter was like a vise, closing tightly on my cock. I wanted to fuck some more so I pulled out. “What’s wrong,” Katie asked, turning around.

“I was getting too close. I don’t want to cum yet.”

“Why not? I want you to enjoy it as much as I do!”

“Trust me, dear Katie, I am having a ball and I promise you that I will cum before we go to sleep tonight, OK?”

“I guess so, but I don’t understand.”

“Well, it’s like this—once I cum the sex is going to stop. I won’t be able to get it up and keep it up, so let’s do it my way. I’ll let you swallow my cum, if you like.”

“It’s a deal.”

I changed condoms so I could once again enjoin Katie’s body with mine. I lay back again so she could mount me. The fucking was much easier this time, her cunt having been stretched by our earlier couplings. Katie just sat on me not moving. I looked at her. “Just savoring the feeling; you’re scratching that itch that’s been driving me crazy. I just want to relax with you in me. I love the feeling. It’s so incredible…so magical.” I liked it, too. I could feel her heat mounting, spreading through the membranes of her cunt. I may have been scratching her itch, but now I was getting an itch of my own. I had to move to scratch it. I badly wanted to cum. I thrust up strongly, pushing my dick deep into her. Katie smiled down at me. “I guess you’re finally ready, eh?”

“Oh, yeah, I sure am. You still want to swallow it?”

“More than ever.”

“OK,” I replied, “I’ll let you know so you can climb off and rip the condom off, OK?”

Katie just nodded and we got down to the business of fucking. I pushed myself into her harder and harder as she rocked against me. I cold feel the heat rising—up from my balls, into my cock. I knew I was getting close so I told her, “Soon.”

Katie jumped off me while I yanked the condom from my cock. Katie gripped me and started to jerk me off. When she pinched my nipple I was ready. “Ugghhh, now,” I shouted just as Katie lowered her mouth to my cock. I shot several rivers of cum straight into her throat. She finished by licking my cock clean. We were both exhausted so we pulled up the covers and slept naked, holding each other through the night.

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub the unforgiven
     
#25 | Posted: 18 Jul 2011 08:42
My Fantasy - Fucking Katie
Chapter 4

I woke fairly early the next morning and it was obvious that Katie had woken earlier. I was sleeping on my back and Katie was suspended over my erect cock, teasing it with her finger tips. “Damn, Katie, I really have to use the john.”

“Hmmm, that gives me an idea. Remember in one of your stories the lovers peed on each other?”

“Yeah, but where are you going with this?

“I have to pee, too—so—we could pee on each other. I’ll let you go first. Then we’ll shower. I need one badly, my thighs are caked with cum. C’mon.” She led me to the bathroom. Katie kneeled in the shower. Normally I’m not too keen to have people watch me pee, but this was different. I closed my eyes and relaxed. My strong stream landed right between Katie’s sensational breasts. Like Jessie in my story, Katie rubbed it into her chest and abdomen. “It’s so warm. It feels pretty good. Let me do you now.”
Hesitantly I kneeled. I had my doubts abut this but fair is fair. I did it to her so I had to take hers, too. Katie stood perpendicular to me, my shoulders between her legs. Suddenly, she released and her pee trickled onto me, running down my chest and back. I had to admit it felt pretty good, her warmth spreading over my chest and back. When she was done I rose and we turned on the shower. By now we had figured out how to clean each other in the tight space. We were both horny but I made her wait. I had something in mind—something I was sure she would love.

We went out to breakfast. Since we were fairly near Seattle I suggested we go there for a harbor tour. As soon as I said this Katie smiled. It was another chance for public sex. I drove for about an hour and then to the harbor. We were early so we were first on the line to buy tickets and board. We went immediately to the top deck. Facing away from the stairway Katie opened my zipper and took out my cock which was raging hard by now. As I sat on a bench Katie sat in my lap, just as she had done last evening at the movies. Her skirt flared over her lap and mine so anyone looking at us would just assume that she was sitting in my lap. Under that skirt, however, was another story, Katie rubbed my cock against her clit and cunt. By now I knew it would be soaking wet. I reached under her skirt and forced my cock into her tight tunnel. Katie leaned back and closed her eyes. I knew she was in ecstasy as my hard cock expanded her vaginal walls. We had just finished our adjustments when about 20 people climbed the steps to the upper deck. If we were caught now we’d be in deep shit. Katie squirmed in my lap. To any passerby we might look like an odd couple, which we were, but that’s all they’d see—two people swaying as the ship was hit by the waves. Only Katie and I realized she was fucking herself on my rod. The ship left the dock about the same time Katie launched herself into outer space. Luckily everyone was looking at the scenery or they might have seen her shudder in orgasmic rapture. Katie fell forward against the rail. She was breathing slowly and deeply as she recovered. The trick now was to get my cock back into my pants without anyone seeing. Katie figured it out before I did. She simply stood up, her skirt hiding my cock as I carefully slid it into my pants. There was a ton of pussy juice all over my pants, but Katie solved that problem, too. She bought two Sprites at the concession then “tripped”spilling hers onto my pants. Of course, she loudly exclaimed how sorry she was and, of course, I told her not to worry—it would dry just fine. When the cruise was over we left with huge smiles on our faces, laughing wildly. The other people might have thought us crazy, but we knew that we had fucked and beaten the odds again.

We were riding out of the city when Katie suddenly yelled, ”Stop!” I pulled the car to the curb and turned the ignition off. Katie led me by the hand –down the street to an adult shop. “Let’s go in.” I followed her through the door. The clerk behind the counter demanded to see Katie’s ID. She is 18 but looks younger. Satisfied that she was legal the clerk let us into the store. I wandered away while Katie had an animated conversation with the clerk. Katie gathered me by the elbow and led me to the back of the store. I found myself looking at a variety of strap-ons. “Hasn’t this been one of your fantasies?” she asked, knowing it was. She picked one with a medium sized vibrating dildo and two vibrating plugs for her, as well. I led her to another section and picked out a purple rabbit vibrator and a pink double penetration vibe. I added a large tube of gel lube. I remembered to pay cash so there would be no trace of the transactions. We walked laughing to the car.

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub the unforgiven
     
#26 | Posted: 18 Jul 2011 08:43
My Fantasy - Fucking Katie
Chapter 5

We couldn’t get back to our motel fast enough. We practically ran to the door. Once in we ripped the clothes from our bodies. I decided that Katie would go first. I pulled the Rabbit from the box and added the batteries. Some lube on the shaft and to her pussy was all we needed to put it into her cunt. The vibe was a bit thicker than my cock so it was a very tight fit. When I turned it on I thought Katie would jump out of her skin. The rotating pearls combined with the twisting tip drove her crazy. When I applied the rabbit’s ears to her clit she had to grab the bed to steady her self. She was throwing herself all over the bed as I thrust the vibe deep into her pussy. “Damn, I can’t believe what this thing is doing to me. I love it, but I don’t know how long I can stand it.” Not long, obviously because she came in a sudden rapid series of convulsions that shook her like an earthquake. I slipped the vibe from her pussy as she came down from her climax. Katie rested on the bed, her pussy oozing juice and lube. I cradled her head and pulled her to me. She was a dynamic, active lover who gave all of herself to me—to my gratification. Watching her through her climax—through all her climaxes over the weekend was all I needed. I wanted, more than anything to make this weekend, this experience, one she would remember forever.

I knew she had recovered some time later when I saw that sly look on her face. It was my turn now. Katie pulled the strap-on from the bag, adjusted the leg straps and fitted the plugs—one into her pussy, the other into her ass. She pushed me back onto the bed and held my legs in the air. She applied some lube to the dildo and some more onto and into my butt. She turned on the vibes, gasping at the combined effect of the two plugs. She eased the dildo into me. Goddam, it was the most intense feeling I’ve ever felt. My entire body was tingling, starting with my ass. I put my hand on my cock, not surprised to find it was rock hard. I started to stroke it as Katie began to fuck me. I was surprised when Katie grabbed my cock. She was fucking me and jerking me off at the same time. I looked at Katie, blew her a kiss, and came in a violent spray of cum that spurt almost three feet into the air, narrowly missing her head. I pulled Katie to me as I came down, the vibe still in my ass, as well as her two orifices. I was relieved when she pulled it from my ass; I was so over stimulated I needed a rest—badly, but her two plugs had Katie all revved up. I pulled out the double penetration vibe. It went right into her—her cunt was leaking like crazy and her ass was well lubed and stretched. I thrust the vibe into her two holes. I could see it take effect. Katie started to moan. Her breathing became erratic and shallow. With one massive convulsion she came and then she came again. Katie was drenched in a pool of sweat and coated in lube and cum from her chest to her knees. Looking at myself I couldn’t find much difference in my own body. Neither of us had enough energy to do anything about it. We lay back on the bed exhausted, but totally sated (for now).

When we woke it was about eight in the evening. We jumped into the shower to clean ourselves once again. We were hungry but neither of us wanted a big dinner. We threw on some clothes and went to Wendy’s. When we returned we knew it was almost time to go. We undressed sadly, climbed into bed and had our last fuck. I reached for a condom, but Katie said, “No. I want to feel you. “

“But, you’re not on the pill. I could….”

“I know. I’ll probably never see you again. I’d like something—someone to remember you by.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m positive. Fuck me. Fill me with your sperm.”

Katie lay on her back and pulled me to her, her legs in the air. Slowly I moved to her, wondering what I had done to deserve such a woman. I placed my naked cock against her slit and pushed. We established a rhythm, moving against each other, building our heat until I exploded into her. Katie held her legs in the air, keeping my sperm captured in her womb. I pulled my head back just a few inches. Katie and I looked into each other's eyes. At the very same time we said it, "I love you." We kissed again, this time as lovers.

About half an hour later we dressed and I returned her to the mall. There was a tear in Katie’s eye as we said our good-byes and shared our final kiss. Had she looked at my eyes she would have seen that I was crying, too.

I had an early plane so I went to bed as soon as I got back to the motel

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub the unforgiven
     
#27 | Posted: 18 Jul 2011 08:43
My Fantasy - Fucking Katie
Chapter 6

It was almost six months later that I found my way to Katie’s neighborhood. I had mailed Katie some money from time to time so I knew her address. I got there early—around 6 a.m.—and saw her parents leave for work. Then I noticed her sister leave, but I didn’t see Katie. I finally got up the nerve to go to the door. I rang the bell and heard a familiar voice yell, “Coming,” from within. Katie opened the door.

“D…Dick! Wha...what are you doing here?”

I smiled when I saw Katie’s face and smiled again when I saw her body. “There have been some big changes in my life. My wife is dead, killed in an accident. I don’t want to be alone. I want you to be with me. I’ve realized that ever since our weekend together.”

Katie…beautiful, pregnant Katie just smiled and led me through the door.

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub the unforgiven
     
#28 | Posted: 18 Jul 2011 08:45
Mistaken when drunk

I can say it was a fantastic weekend.
I actually thought I was in for a pretty crappy weekend.
Let's start with a little about myself.
I live at home with my mom and older sister.
Dad left just before we turned teens but still is part of our lives.
I'm a normal geeky guy. I'm 6 feet tall and weigh about 165 pounds. I have brown hair and blue eyes.
I don't really think I'm bad looking. And, since I measure, I am 8".
This makes me feel a little more comfortable in the showers at schools.
My sister and I get a lot for short periods of time normally.
She's a year older than me. She is your typical miss popular, Homecoming queen, cheerleader and all.
My sister is about 5'5 medium length brown hair and hazel eyes about 125 pounds.
Most guys think she's hot, and I will admit she's pretty attractive, but she is my sister.
My sister’s friends and I don't usually get along at all. Mostly her best friend Janelle has a disliking to me.
She likes to act like she's better than me and turns her nose up when she's around.
Despite being a snob, she is a real hottie! She's about 5'2 about 110 pounds, Hispanic and American mix.
She also has a cute perky chest that seems to defy gravity. They aren't that big, probably something in the area of a B cup.

This was one of the weekends that I was supposed to spend with my dad. Usually it's just he and I since my sister is always busy.
When dad called to cancel I was pretty bummed.
I knew my sister was having her friend and their boyfriends over Saturday night and I really didn't want to be home.
Mom had to work until 10 that night, so I knew it would just be the 5 of us. Oh joy!
Though typically my sister and her boyfriend would go down to the basement to watch TV.
My sister's boyfriend is older and usually brings beer or alcohol when he comes.
My mom doesn't really like that they drink and usually insists that anyone drinking stays until they are sober.

At about 8 o'clock Janelle, her boyfriend Chris and my sister's boyfriend Jim arrive. Of course they have a bottle of something and beer in tow.
Janelle gives me her normal huff to let me know she's not happy with me being there. Chris and Jim just say "Hey."
They soon disappear down to the basement and I hear the TV come on.

Since I have nothing better to do, I flop on the couch and watch some TV also.
After about an hour I get up and head to the bathroom.
As I pass the basement door I hear them talking.
"Not now, he's up stairs. Wait until later".
"I swear I hear him, she's going to walk in on us".
It was Janelle having bigger issues with me being home than normal.
I guess her boyfriend wasn't happy with her attitude about it either.
After using the bathroom I did sneak down the stairs a little and peeked in on them.
They were all sitting on the couch making out.
Jim and my sister were pretty heaving in to it.
Jim had his hand up my sister’s shirt and I saw my sister’s hand rubbing his crotch.
Janelle and Chris weren't so happy though.
They were making out, but every time Jim tried to cop a feel she's push his hand away.
When he would stop, she would say it was because I was nearby.
Not that I really cared what they did.
I didn't really see them the rest of the time they were down there. I did hear them come upstairs to use the bathroom.
The small downside is there isn't one in our basement.

About 10:30, mom came home.
She knew my sister had company and decided to go downstairs to see what state they were in.
Of course, there were 2 empty bottles of vodka and a handful of empty beer bottles.
My sister and Jim were a little drunk, but Chris and Janelle were smashed!
I guess they decided since I was home and they couldn't get each other off, they'd get drunk.

My mother made her normal command decision that everyone was going to sleep here until morning and they were all sober.
My sister told Janelle she could share her room and Chris could sleep on the pull-out sofa in the basement and Jim would crash on the sofa in the living room.

My mom went upstairs and headed for her room to crash for the night.
My sister and Janelle headed to the bathroom, followed by Jim when they were finished.
Jim headed to the living room and my sister helped Janelle stumble to her room.
I was heading to the bathroom myself when Chris came out of it. He stumbled out and leaned against the wall.
I knew if the wall wasn't there he'd be on the floor.
"Damn dude, you look like hell", I told him.
"Yeah, I purrty fucked up. Feel like shit too".
"You gonna be sick" I asked?
His head laid back against the wall in agony.
"Dunno, maybe" he replied.

I really didn't want a big mess in the basement that I knew I would somehow have to clean.
"Why don't you crash in my room? It's next to the bathroom, just in case" I offered.

"Thanks little dude".
And with that I helped him to my room and he flopped on my bed and soon passed out.

I went to the bathroom and figured I would just sleep downstairs.
I liked to sleep in the basement. Especially in the summer time. It's cooler, darker and sometimes quieter than my room.

I went down to the basement and folded out the couch. I got the spare blankets and pillow from the closet and stripped down to my boxers.
I flipped off the lights and crawled in to bed.
The basement is darker than most rooms in the house, but not that dark.
There are 2 small sunken windows that allow enough light to see your way around and cast a glow on opposite wall.
Luckily the foldout bed has its head nearest the windows and shows the light where the feet face.

As I lay there feeling the cool air and relaxing a bit I listen to the sounds of the house.
I can hear the fans for the air-conditioning turn on and off and a few creaks here and there.
My mind thought back to when I crept down the stairs and saw them all making out.
I started to feel a little guilty for ruining their grope session. Then I remembered Janelle doesn't like me anyway.
That was the end of that feeling.
I felt myself relax more and more and my eyes becoming heavy.
Then someone flushed a toilet upstairs.
The sound of the water rushing down the pipes is about the loudest thing in the basement.
I laid there and listened to the water trickle through the pipes in the wall and finally fall silent.
I started to relax again when I thought I heard creaks on the steps.
The creaks continued followed by some thuds of feet. Sure enough it sounded as if someone was coming down to the basement.
When they go to the bottom step I could barely make out the figure. But even in the dim light I knew it could only be Janelle.
"Great" I thought, “What did she forget now?" I knew she must be coming down to retrieve something she left down here.

I covered my eyes to protect them from the impending glare of the lights that were about to be turned on.

As I laid there waiting for the lights, I could hear Janelle stumbling about. Obviously still very drunk.
Then I swore I felt someone hit the side of the bed.

I uncovered my eyes and sure enough there was Janelle standing next to the bed in just a long t-shirt.

I started to say "What the...”, but that was all I got out before Janelle said, "Shhh".
Then I watched as she lifted her shirt up over her head.
The light from the windows seemed to glow right on her as she pulled herself out of her shirt.
There she stood in just a pair of panties. Her tits were firm and perky.
I couldn't believe that she was there standing next to the bed.
Then she wavered a little, I'm sure from the alcohol and put one hand on the couch to steady herself.
From what I could see from only feet away, she had a great body! And I can't deny that I felt a twitch under the covers.
Then she stood back up and put her hands on her panties and down they came.

"I must be dreaming", I thought to myself.
I could just make out the nicely trimmed triangle of her pubic patch and I felt another twitch under the sheets.

I tried again to speak with a "Wait...”
But again she leaned down and put a hand over my mouth. A little unsteady I might add and said "Shhh. I told you later".

Later?

She pulled the covers back from me and let her hand slide down my chest and down to my boxers.
I felt her hand slide down and grip my now growing shaft.

"Mmm, someuns happy see me" she slurred out.
And with that she fished my cock out of the hole in my boxers and started to stroke it.

My mind was a little blurry. How can this be? What's going on?
Then I realized that she must have thought Chris was sleeping in the basement.
I thought about telling her it was me for a second, but her hand felt really good stroking my cock.
As I looked back down I could see her lowering her head and I felt the warm moisture of her mouth engulfing my member.
I let out a soft grunt as she slid it in.
The feeling was great!
She worked my shaft in and out of her mouth with her hand following, stroking.
She used her other hand to drag her nails softly along my chest, my legs and to gently play with my balls.
I continued to moan softly and I could hear her slurping and sucking as she enjoyed my cock.
"Have you gown since lass time?" she as fumbled out.
"You feel bigger."

I didn't respond. I didn't want her to hear my voice and figure out her mistake.
I simply put my hands on her head and gently guided her back down.
She followed my lead and lowered her head back to my cock.
She gave a really great blowjob and I knew I wouldn't be lasting long.
As she cupped and squeezed my balls I could feel the juices starting to boil.
I didn't know what to expect. Did she normally swallow or spit?
Should I tell her I'm about to cum?
I decided to let things just happen as I felt the rush of pleasure tingle along my body, and up through my shaft.
As my cock shot out its first load, Janelle slowed her head bobbing and sucked hard with her hand stroking my shaft.
All of my cum shot in to her mouth and down her throat.

I couldn't believe it. Little miss snotty bitch to me just swallowed my cum.
I was feeling pretty satisfied with myself she raised her head up and looked at me still stroking my partially deflated cock.

"I hope you have more from me", she mused.
She pushed my boxers down and off.
With that she turned herself around in the bed and straddled my face.
She lowered her pussy next to my mouth as she lowered hers back on to my cock.

I could smell the lust coming from her pussy.
I pulled my finger up and slid it along her slit.
She was soaking wet.
I moved my head forward and slipped my tongue lightly along her pussy.
I heard her moan in delight as she continued to suck and play with my cock.

I enjoyed in the taste of her juices and hungrily licked and lapped at her pussy.
The more I licked her pussy and flicked her clit, the more she moaned and really got in sucking my cock.
I could feel her grinding her pussy in to my mouth harder and harder.
She was breathing much harder and had stopped sucking me, but stroked my now rehardened cock.
She finally gripped my leg and I could feel her body shake as she had a nice little orgasm.

It only took her a couple of seconds after her pleasure to pull herself away from my face and I watched as she straddled my shaft and lowered herself on me.
We both let out a moan as she lowered herself down on to me.
I put my hands on her hips as she started sliding up and down on my shaft.

I was in 7th heaven. Her pussy felt better than her blowjobs. I could feel it gripping my shaft as she slid up and down.

I slowly sat up a little to grab hold of those perky little tits of hers from behind when she leaned forward on to all fours.
I quickly got up and re-entered her doggy style.
I grabbed her hips and pulled her in to me.
Each thrust seemed to go deeper and deeper.
She as moaning more and more and getting a little louder.
"God you feel good, so big. Fuck Chris, I've never felt you this big" she moaned.

I didn't really care if she thought I was her boyfriend, I was just enjoying the fuck.

Then she did something that made me a little nervous.
She let one leg fall and rolled on to her back.
She then reached up and pulled me on to her.
I let my cock slide back in to her wanting pussy as she let out a grunted moan.
I started fucking her again as she wrapped her legs around me and I felt her nails along my back.
She pulled me down to her mouth and we kissed.
Out tongues darted in and out, our lips were matched. I kissed along her neck and lowered them to suck her nipples.
How she didn't know I wasn't Chris is beyond me, and I didn't care at the time.

I felt her clinching in to me then felt her pushing me.
She rolled us both over with her on top.

I watched as she put her hands on my chest and worked her hips up and down, back and forth.
I reached up and took her breasts in my hands, so firm, the nipples so hard.
I could feel her grinding in to me.
The more she rocked and grinded the more she moaned and groaned.
I could feel her pussy gripping me with each move and I knew I wouldn't last long.
Luckily I didn't have to hold back much longer.
I felt her nails start to dig in to my chest again and I felt her pussy gripping my shaft tighter.
Her breathing became harder and harder and I knew she was about to cum.
The feeling of her fucking me, her pussy pulsating on my shaft and the sounds of her moans were too much for me to hold back anymore.
I felt the surge of pleasure rush from my balls again.
Her movements became shorter and her moans and voice became higher as she squealed.
"Fuck, yes, yes, God Yes!!, Aahhhhh!!!"
I felt her body tense and tremble again.
I couldn't hold back any longer. The feeling and sounds of her orgasm released my last blockade.
I let out a loud grunt and moan as I shot my cum in to her waiting pussy.
I thrusted up inside of her with each blast of cum. Each thrust causing her to squeal again.
When her body finally ease and relaxed she flopped down on top of my chest.
"God that was great! I don't remember feeling you so big".
I just lay there quietly and stroked her hair a little.
Luckily the head of the foldout bed is darker and harder to see.
She then kissed me and got out of bed. She grabbed her shirt and swayed up the stairs.

I lay in bed with my mind buzzing.
I still couldn't believe it. Not only had Janelle sucked me off and swallowed my cum, but fucked me silly too,

Slowly I drifted off to sleep with a big smile on my face.

The next morning I woke up to the sounds of people upstairs.
I got up and pulled on my boxers, shorts and shirt.
Then I put away the bed and noticed that Janelle had left her panties on the floor.
I picked them up and put them in to my pocket and headed upstairs.

When I got to the top of the stairs Janelle was waiting to go in to the bathroom.
She looked a little surprised when I came out of the basement door.
When Chris opened the door to my room and came out, I could see the realization setting in.
Janelle just looked at me with a worried and anxious look on her face.
Then she lowered her head and went back in to my sister’s room.

"Dude, what's with her?" asked Chris.
"I dunno, maybe last night was too much for her?" I said with a smirk.

It turned out to be a good weekend after all.
And I must say that Janelle treats me a little different these days.

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub the unforgiven
     
#29 | Posted: 18 Jul 2011 08:47
Sailing with my daughter and friend

Most people understand how mistakes happen and how things can easily get out of control.
If you're a guy and there's a beautiful woman trying to seduce you, sometimes our moral compass gets stuck.


I am a pretty happily married 44 year old man. I married a wonderful woman 18 years ago and have a wonderful 17 year old daughter, April.
As with most marriages, there are good days and bad days. Sometimes we feel neglected and other times the king of the world.
Though, for the past several years, a certain area of my marriage has been diminishing, Sex.
Though my wife and I talk about everything and she knows I want more, it never seems to manifest itself into reality. There's always something that needs to be done, or she's too tired or our daughter is around.
So, over the years it has dwindled to once every 4 10 6 months and then only a quick romp, no foreplay or oral activities.

Needless to say, I have spent my share of time pleasuring myself.

One of the hobbies that has always brought me and my family a lot of pleasure is sailing.
We have a nice 36 foot sailboat and we try to go sailing as a family as often as possible during the summer months. My wife is a nurse and sometimes has to work the weekends, which allows my daughter and I some bonding time on the water. We've enjoyed our time together sailing or playing games or just talking. I am often the one April comes to talk to since I am the least conservative parent.

When my daughter turned 12 she met her best friend Sara. From then on they were together often. I watched over the years as they both grew in to attractive young ladies. Both girls were about 5'5 and around 110 pounds. April has brown hair that comes just past her shoulders and brown eyes like her mother. Sara has light brown, almost sandy blonde hair that is slightly curly and beautiful blue eyes. Sara also has a slightly rounder face than April and a slightly larger chest, April being a small 34B and Sara being a 36C. Both girls enjoy playing sports and swimming which keeps them both in amazing shape.


As a practice we try to go sailing most weekends during the summer. Naturally April asked if Sara could come along and I agreed. I was a little sad when we set out and April and Sara retired to the foredeck to tan and chat. I couldn't help but feel a little sad to be losing some of our quality time. Though Sara fit in nicely and became like part of the family.

Over the next 3 years I watch as April and Sara went from scrawny, awkward girls in to (too) quickly developing ladies. Last summer, my wife's Aunt became ill so my wife spent a lot of her free time going down to look after her and helping her out.

This, of course cut in to our "family sailing time", but I knew it was important.
April and Sara however still wanted to continue our sailing time so I would often take them and go sailing with just the three of us. Most days it would just be a day sail, leave in the morning and come back in the evening. Usually a couple of times a summer we would anchor out and spend the night.

Now sailing with 2 teenage girls was a lot like sailing alone. It usually went like this. Shortly after leaving the docks, the girls would plant themselves on the foredeck and commence to sunning themselves in their bikinis. Around lunchtime they would come back to the cockpit, we'd eat lunch then they would return to the foredeck.

I didn't really mind much. After all, I got to go sailing and every time I looked forward, I was greeted with the site of 2 beautiful young figures (even if one was my daughter).

On our fifth trip of the summer with just the three of us, April had asked if we could anchor out by crooked island. It's not the real name but one she had given it growing up and we let it stick. It was a small island that had one good holding area big enough for one boat and a few rocks that jutted out over the water to jump off of. Usually when we anchored there we were pretty secluded and rarely saw any other boats. I agreed and we loaded up the boat and headed out for the 4 hour sail to the island.

As usual, once the sails were set the girls proceeded to the foredeck and commenced tanning. After about an hour my daughter walked back to the cockpit and sat next to me. I knew she had something on her mind and just asked "What's up pumpkin?"
She almost seemed a little embarrassed then asked if it would be ok if they tanned topless. Then she proceeded to explain how they didn't want the tan lines and the other girls at school did and so on.
To tell you the truth, I didn't really care. I knew that a lot of girls did. I also knew that my wife would not be too happy with the idea. I told April that I really didn't care, but her mother would not approve at all. April agreed but said that they would only do it when mom wasn't here and they wouldn't talk about it away from the boat.
I told them that they could only do it if we were away from other boaters and they would have to cover up if another boat came by.

April quickly agreed, gave me a quick hug and went back to Sara. I watched as April told Sara the news then each untied their bikini tops and lay down on their backs.

OK, so I know it was probably wrong to do it, especially in secret, but what harm is it for them to tan topless?

Though I don't think I was really ready for the scenery now present on my deck. I always had a sight of the girls tanning, but now as I looked forward I was presented with two sets of breasts. Two very perky sets of breasts. From my vantage point about 12 feet away I could clearly make out Sara’s wonderful breasts and in the cool breeze I could swear I could see two very hard nipples.

I snapped out of my stare and said to myself "What are you doing?" I tried to busy myself with checking sails, our course and watching out for other boats.

We reached the island around 1 and I lowered the sails. The girls quickly replaced their tops and April helped anchor the boat.

Once secure, we made a light lunch of cheeses, fruit, crackers and salami. The girls continued to chat about school, other friends, clothes, etc. I personally couldn't help but star at Sara's chest and swore I could almost make out her nipples under her bikini top.

After lunch, the girls jumped in to the water and swam to the island to jump off the rocks and swim around. Being the middle of summer, the water as still chilly, but a nice change from the hot afternoon sun.
I finished cleaning up after lunch and hit the head. Then I turned on the radio and found some music to listen to. After that I took a jump in the water myself to cool off. And cool it was. I had just swum around to the ladder when I saw the girls heading back. They said they were cold and were going to go warm up. I watched as they climbed the ladder and the water made their suits cling to their tight little bodies.
I swam away from the boat a little to try to clear my head. I decided to swim toward the bow of the boat and just float. I floated for a little bit, but the cool water was starting to set a chill in me as well. As I turned over to start swimming back I happen to see the girls sitting on the deck and removing their tops. There were those lovely young breasts defying gravity before me.
I quickly stuck my head in the water and swam back to the cockpit. Still I couldn't get that vision out of my mind.

The girls continued to sun themselves until around 4, then they came back and we played scrabble until dinner time. I almost thought it seemed as though Sara was constantly looking at me with that cute smile of hers. After dinner the girls did the dishes then asked it was ok if they played War. I agreed and took my drink up on deck. I sat in the cockpit and enjoyed the relative silence off it all, relative, meaning over the sounds of the girls below. Around 8, both girls came up on deck and we all relaxed. Sara commented on how peaceful and beautiful it was and thanked me for bringing her. Around 9 the girls went below to get ready for bed. I did one last check of the anchor and decided to head to bed myself. As I descended the stairs, Sara came out of the forward cabin in just a large t-shirt and who knows what underneath. Though I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra as her nipples were very noticeable through the thin fabric. She quickly slipped in to the head and my daughter came out next in her tank top and shorts to wait her turn.

April thanked me again for bringing them to the island and for everything today. I gave her a hug and a kiss on the forehead then watch as Sara come out of the head and April went in. I swear Sara did an extra wiggle. After the girls were in their cabin, I shut down the lights and went to the head myself. I climbed in to the berth in the aft cabin and did my best to try to sleep. I could still hear some giggling and light chatting from the girls. And every time I closed my eyes, all I could see were their succulent breasts. As much as I tried, the only thing that was happening was an erection. I slowly stroked myself thinking of Sara until I released my tension. Then I let the rocking of the boat lull me to sleep.

The next morning I enjoyed my coffee in the cockpit until the girls woke up. Then we had a nice breakfast, a quick swim then weighed anchor to head for home.


For the next couple of trips my wife was able to join us on our sailing. As promised, the girls tanned in their bikinis with no mention of anything else.

The following trip was the 3 of us again and as soon as we left the breakwater, the girls looked at me and said, "Middle of the lake?"
I couldn't help but chuckle and pointed the boat toward open water.
The girls quickly took their positions and waiting until we were away from other boaters to remove their tops.

This went on through the remainder of July. The second weekend in August went a little different though.

The girls were tanning topless as usual on the deck. After about 15 minutes my daughter put on her tank top and came back to the cockpit. I could tell she had something on her mind again. This was similar to when she asked about the topless request.
"What’s on your mind pumpkin?" I asked, waiting for who knows what this time.
"Dad, do you think it would be OK if we tanned nude?"
I was taken back a little by the request. Topless was one thing, but nude? I know I am pretty open minded and have sailed nude myself, but the girls?
"I don't think that would be a good idea honey. Your mother would really through a fit if she ever found out."
"She won't!" April insisted, "She hasn't found out about us sunning topless. Besides all the girls at school are doing it."
Of course, there's the underlying reason. Meaning, the popular girls are talking about it and now they wants to.
After a couple more minutes of pleading and those puppy dog eyes I relented.
She thanked me and gave me a quick hug then moved back up to the foredeck.
I watched over the cabin sole as the girls sat on their towels and removed their tops and bottoms.
My wife would kill me for sure if she found out.
I felt a little relief as the girls laid down on their stomachs. It wouldn't be as apparent if a boat did happen to cruise by. Even from my location it wasn't that noticeable they were naked.

As normal I kept a vigil out for other boats and did my best to keep the sails from blocking their sun.

We sailed for about an hour and I hadn't really given the girls much thought. I tended to the sails and just enjoyed the feel of the waves and wind. I was getting a little thirsty and decided the girls might be also. So, I hoped below deck to get some drinks. I peered over the cabin again to see the girls still on their stomachs. I took a quick pee in the head and grabbed a soda for myself and two for the girls.
I came back up in to the cockpit and put mine in the cup holder than walked forward. A beautiful spinnaker caught my attention as I moved forward and left me totally unprepared for what I was about to see.

When I turned back I found the girls had repositioned themselves while I was below deck. Now I had two young ladies laying on their backs in full glory!
I stood there for a minute mesmerized by the view of the sun on their slightly tanned bodies, their perky breasts, hardened nipples, the trimmed triangle of hair between my daughter’s legs and the small strip of hair trimmed between Sara’s all framed by the tan lines from their bikini bottoms. I felt a slight guilt as I became aware of blood rushing to my groin.
The boat lunged a little and snapped me back to reality. I shook my head to clear it, took a deep breath and continued on. I cleared my throat in a loud manner to alert the girls to my presence.
"I brought you some drinks" I said as nonchalantly as I could muster.
My daughter jumped a little bit and sat up, pulling her legs up to her cover up a little. She seemed a little embarrassed. Sara put her hand up to block the sun from her eyes and just smiled and said thanks as she slowly rolled on to her side to cover up and took the drink.
I am sure I was blushing a bit myself.
I slowly stumbled back to the cockpit and sat down.
I could see the girls on the foredeck talking and giggling. Occasionally they would look back my way. Who knew what they were talking about? I hope they didn't see the rising I had in my shorts.
I sat in the cockpit trying to will my erection to subside. I just couldn't get the image of those naked bodies out of my head.
At lunchtime the girls put back on their suits and joined me in the cockpit.
I apologized for walking up there like that. I explained how I thought they were still on their stomachs.
April said it wasn't any big deal. I had just surprised her that's all, and that I had seen her naked when she was younger. Sara just smiled and it wasn't any big deal to her either. She figured when they asked to tan naked most likely I would see them. We continued to eat lunch and the girls chatted. I tried not to look at the girls too much. Each time I did, my mind would erase the swimsuits and I am sure I was blushing.

After lunch we turned the boat around and headed home. We still had a few hours of sailing ahead of us so the girls returned to their sun worshiping.
As they peeled off their suits again images raced through my head again and I felt the familiar rise in my shorts. I couldn't stand the pressure this time.

I set the autopilot and retreated below deck to my cabin where I proceeded to stroke myself to a fairly quick orgasm.

Returning to the cockpit I felt a little better for the rest of the trip home, though I could still see their naked forms as I peered forward.

The remaining sailing season went pretty much the same. When my wife came with us, it was bikini tanning; when she was absent it was naked girls on deck.
I will admit I was sad to see the sailing season end.
The girls continued to hangout over the winter and I would catch myself glimpsing over at Sara and replaying images of her tanning herself.
My wife would catch me in my dazed state and ask me what I was thinking of. I always made up something about work or sometime unimportant.

I was very happy when it was time to put the boat back in the water again. Even though the weather was still chilly, it gave me a chance to get back to one of the things I enjoyed.

My wife, daughter and I spent some fun weekends on the boat while the weather was chilly. We'd still go sailing and anchor out, have game night of cards or scrabble or something.
Sometimes Sara would come along as well.
Between my wife’s schedule and still helping out her Aunt, April and I continued our father/daughter bonding time while sailing. I actually enjoyed having her come without Sara as it gave us more time to talk and interact. It wasn't long before the sun warmed up enough for tanning and the girls were looking to tan. Without my wife on board we headed out and the girls stripped out of their clothes. We had our routine, they would tan, we would have lunch, I would retreat for a little self pleasuring, and we would return home.

About the middle of July, April was having Sara over for a sleepover. We were sitting around watching a movie on TV when my wife informed me that she was going to be helping her Aunt out the following weekend and April had a sleepover at her friend Christine’s house.
She then asked me what I was going to do with a free weekend. I told her I didn't know, but I would probably do a little sailing as the weather was supposed to be fantastic!
She explained how jealous she was that I got such wonderful alone time on the water, but went on about her business.

That weekend came and it was a beautiful day. The sun was out with only a few white puffy clouds. The winds were about 20 knots and it was 85 degrees. I drove up to the docks at 8am like I normally do. I took a little time to wash down the deck and clear off some of the cobwebs that accumulate over the week. I started up the old iron genny in preparation to head out and went below to stow the sail cover and get something to drink for the voyage.
I had just reached in to the fridge when I thought I heard a voice over the sound of the motor.
"Ahoy, Mr. B" came a familiar voice.
I climbed up in to the cockpit and standing there on the dock was Sara. She had on her normal blue jean shorts, tank top with bikini underneath and her beach bag over her shoulder.
I was a little confused to say the least.

"Sara? What are you doing here? April isn't here today."

"I know" she replied. "I thought you might enjoy some company for your sailing trip."
"Umm, I don't know." I started.
"Come on, I've already told my mom I was going and she gone now."

I was a little leery at first, but what was I going to do, leave her stranded here until I got back?
I agreed and she quickly hoped on board.
She told me that she had told her mom that we were staying on the boat last night, and since she had dance class Friday night she was to meet up here Saturday morning.
I was still a little upset about her lying to her mother, but the idea of company did sound good. It would almost be like having April on board.
After putting her bag below she helped me untie the lines and we motored out of the slip.
"Is it like driving a car?" Sara asked?
"Huh?"
It took me a second to realize what she was talking about. In all the times having her with us, Sara and April always did their own thing. Sara had never really helped out with the boat.
"It's pretty similar if not a little easier; less things to hit." I joked.
"Can I try?" she asked
I stepped aside and let her take the wheel. I gave her some instructions on the rules of the road with other boats and we headed out of the marina.
It was nice having someone steer while I took care of the sails and before long we were gliding through the waves under wind alone.

I tried to teach her a little about sailing and I tried to talk with her about her plans for next year, working and what my limited teen subject matter would allow.
After about 20 minutes she asked I would take the wheel. Instead I showed her how to set the autopilot.

Sara went below deck and disappeared in to the head.
When she came out, I could see her below deck taking off her tank top and shorts and emerge back in to the cockpit in her little bikini.
I watched her lay down on the settee opposite me and stretched out in the sun.
I laughed slightly.
She looked at me confused.
I explained how this is the longest I think she's been on my boat without retreating to the foredeck to tan.
"Well it's not the same without April here, you know. Besides there is plenty of sun back here and the cushion feels more comfortable."
I couldn't argue with that.
We sailed on for a little longer and I tacked to a new heading. I instinctually moved to the raised side where Sara was laying.
Wow, she was beautiful. She was laying there on her back, one arm behind her head, the other laying down by her side. On leg was straight on the settee and the other arched over the back of the seat giving me a view of a wonderful little camel toe.
Again I felt a little ashamed as I felt a pulse jump in my groin. I did my best to look elsewhere.
After a little bit, Sara sat up and looked around. Then she turned to me.

"Mr. B, would you mind if I tanned like normal?" she asked.

My mind was screaming "NO! Turn around! Head home!"
But that other voice inside me won out and what I said was "Sure, if you want to".

With that I watched as she undid her top and let it fall to the floor. Another pulse shot through growing cock.
The she pulled her bottoms off and let them fall. As she resumed her position I now had a sight of heaven. Not only were there two perky breasts, but her legs parted allowing me to see all of her heavenly glory.

I tried my best to keep my mind and eyes on sailing.
Then I noticed her hand move. She slowly moved her hand up along her shoulder, down softly over her breast to a wind hardened nipple. I swear she gave it a pinch.
Then she slowly moved her hand down her stomach and along her outstretched leg.
Then she bent her leg and let her hand travel back down and slide along her slit.

My mind was foggy. I was mesmerized. This couldn't be happening. It had to be a daydream; my own perverted daydream.

Then Sara sat up and looked at me.
"Mr. B" she said.
"Huh? I mean yes Sara?" I was obviously lost.
Sara gave me a coy smile and said, "This might seem a little strange, but it feels kind of weird being the only one naked."
I took a sad but relieved sigh, thinking she would be getting dressed and lessening the tension.
"Would you be naked too?"
Huh? What? Where? I didn't just hear that. No way, that can't happen!
"I don't know Sara." I replied, trying to think of a good excuse.
"It's OK Mr. B. I've seen guys naked before. And besides, I would feel better not being the only one."
Sure I thought, but how would I explain the hard on between my legs?
Time to head home, get back to the docks! My mind was sending up flags all over the place.
Common sense would be to run for home. But common sense didn't win.
"OK, just this once" I told her. I still wasn't sure how to explain my erection.
I decided to tack the boat again so I could be on the opposite side of the cockpit. That way I wasn't staring straight at her slit.
After the tack, I moved to the opposite settee. I tried to think of anything to decrease the blood flow to my cock. Sara sat there staring at me, as if waiting to see if I could go through with it.

I finally took a large breath and removed my shirt and shorts. My cock had subsided a small amount, but still pretty rigid.
Sara seemed to smile and all I heard was "Nice!"
Then she layed back on the settee and returned to her tanning.
It was hard to tell but I almost felt as if she was looking at me through her squinted eyes. I placed my arm over my erection, trying my best to hide it.

We sailed for a few more minutes and I was working hard on easing my erection when I noticed Sara's hand softly caressing her shoulder, then breasts again.

I thought I would try something else to get my mind off of this desirable girl laying naked only a few feet from me.
"Sara, would you like something to drink?"
Sara sat up and looked at me. "Sure, I'll get it." And with that she popped below deck.
I could see her beautiful naked figure in the galley fishing two sodas from the cooler.
She returned to the cockpit in all her glory, two sodas in hand. She put one in the cup holder near the wheel than stretched out her hand to give me the other.
I took it from her and she sat down next to me. Her feet folded sideways under her, leaning toward me on her arm.
"You know, you look better than I imagined you would." she confessed.
"Excuse me? Imagined I would?" I stated in my own confused way.
"I've tried to imagine what you would look like since that first time you walked up on us naked."
Each word seemed to not only cloud my mind more but send a new pulse of blood to my re-growing erection.
"And reality looks better than my fantasies".
Fantasies? This was really too much to take in.

"I can't believe Ms. B isn't all over you."
"Excuse me?" I asked.

"April told me how you and your wife don't do it much." she told me.
I had had conversations with April about marriage and life. I had always been open with her and honest. I just never figured she'd tell anyone about certain things.

"Well, things don't always work out the way you want them to." I was hoping to change the subject.

Then she gave a quick chuckle.
"What's so funny?" I asked.

"It seems I've had you more that your wife." she mused.
I was very confused.
"I don't understand" I declared.

Then she proceeded to tell me how me seeing her naked when we sailed had been a turn on for her. And how she had spent many nights fantasizing about how I looked naked and masturbating to what it might be like to be touched and kissed by me.

I was truly in disbelief. My head was spinning and my erections beyond hiding.
"I noticed you watching me today and I liked it. I really want you to touch me."
There was almost a begging in her voice.
I looked at her with all intent on telling her we need to stop and head home.
But as I turned, I saw a yearning in her eyes, she moved close to me and before I knew it, our lips met.
We kissed, our lips caressed, our tongues played.
I moved my hand down around her back and my other hand found her firm breast.
I squeezed and I heard her moan through our kiss.
I took her nipple between my fingers, amazed at the feeling. Then I felt a soft hand wrap around my cock. I broke our kiss long enough to look down and see her hand slowly stroking me.
I too let out a sigh of pleasure and returned to our kiss.

It was Sara that broke our kiss next.
"There's something I've been fantasizing about doing for a long time now."
And with that she moved me legs apart and lowered herself in to the floor of the cockpit.
I watched as this beautiful young woman stroked me, her eyes fixated on my erection.
Then she lowered herself and took me in to her mouth.
I moaned out loud as my head sank back and my eyes closed.
It had been nearly 13 years since my last blowjob and the feeling of Sara's mouth was incredible.
I slowly rolled my head around and looked down to see her peering up at me with those blue eyes. My cock was sliding in and out of her mouth and her hand was stroking me.
"God that feels great!" was all I could muster along with another moan.
And with that, she lowered her head and continued her sucking, bobbing and stroking.
I watched as she wonderfully pleasured my shaft and used her free hand to squeeze and play with her nipples.

The years of neglect and the taboo of the situation soon caused an explosion in my balls.
I felt the growing eruption flowing as my breath quickened. I felt her sucking and stroking quicken as well.
I began to moan louder and managed to get out an "I'm cum...” before I exploded in her mouth.
She stopped her head bobbing and slowly stroked and sucked all of the juices out of me.

I sat there in a state of limbo. The reality of what had just happened, the pleasure of it all.

Shortly thereafter, Sara moved up, still holding my deflating cock in her hand.
She came up on the settee and we kissed some more.
I knew what I should have done, but I also knew I wanted to repay her for the pleasure she had just given me. Wrong or not, I knew what I was going to do.

I slowly laid Sara down on the cushion in the cockpit. I made a quick look around. The winds had lighted and other boats were nearby.
I lowered my lips and kissed hers again. Then I slowly moved over to her neck and down her shoulder. Soon, I felt lips kissing the rise of her beast. I had been longing myself to feel her nipple against my tongue. I felt it enter my mouth and I licked and suckled. I heard her let out a moan and felt hear fingers run through my hair.
I let my hands caress her mounds and took time to kiss and lick each one.
Then I let my lips continue their travels down. I kissed over her ribs and over her stomach.
I kissed my way down until I found her little strip of hair she had trimmed. I let my tongue and lips follow her pathway to heaven. Finally, there I was, only inches away from this entrance to paradise. I could see moisture glistening in the sun along her slit.
I slowly slid my tongue along her opening, tasting her nectar. She let out a gasp as my tongue slipped along her clit.
I let my tongue taunt and tease, open and please. I then took my finger and slowly let it enter her.
Sara gave out a loud moan as she pulled my head closer.
As I continued to finger and lick one of her hands left my head. I looked up to see her playing with her nipples again.
The sight and sound of her pleasure was once again causing me to stir. But this wasn't about me.

I could hear her breathing getting deeper and quicker, I arched my finger up inside of her and took her clit in my mouth.
And as if on cue, her body tensed, and twitched. I saw her teeth grit and her abs tighten. She let out a guttural "Grrrrraahhhhhh", then a loud moaning "yeeaaaaaaaaaaa. Oh Fuck! Oh! Oh! Errrraahhhahhh". Then a louder moan as her fingers dug in to my skull and gripped my hair.
I made very small movements with me tongue and fingers as her body twitched several more times.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! I can't... I can't..." she panted.
I then moved up and we locked in a heated kiss.
When we separated, she looked at me.
"Better than your fantasy" I grinned?
Sara got a big grin on her face almost laughing.

Sara looked down and saw my semi rigid cock. "Looks like you need more attention".
"Let me do something before we get to that".

I noticed that we were pretty far out in the lake.
So, I quickly turned us toward home and adjusted the sails to keep us on course but at a pretty slow pace. There weren't any other boaters around so I knew we'd be safe for a while.
Then I took Sara by the hand and led her below deck.

I led her in to the V-berth where her and my daughter had slept only weeks before.

I pulled her on to the bed with me and we kissed.
Sara naturally took my cock in her hand and slowly stroked it while we kissed.
I caressed her breasts and body as I felt more blood entering my cock.
Sara then moved herself down and took me back in her mouth.
Her talented tongue made me moan more as I grew back to my full 8".

I knew this time I didn't want just a blow job.
I pulled her up and positioned her on her back.
Then I raised myself between her legs with my cock pulsing before her entrance.
I looked down at her and she was looking between our legs. Then she looked up at me with a shy, innocent look and nodded.
I leaned down and kissed her lips.
Then I slowly began thrusting forward. I could feel the tightness of her.
I felt every bit as my head entered her.
I moved slightly forward allowing more to enter her. I worked slowly back and forth, only inching in until I felt a barrier. Her virginity?
I stopped and looked back at her.
She was slightly biting her lower lip. God she looked sexy!
She looked back at me and nodded again.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"I've wanted you to be my first for almost a year now."

I lowered my lips to barely touch hers.
I slowly started sliding in and out of her again, each time stopping at her barrier.
Then in one thrust I broke through.
Sara's nails gripped my shoulders and I heard a whimper.
I laid there inside of her until she relaxed.
"Are you OK?”
"Yes, it just hurt a little." she said, then gave me a little grin.

I kissed her once again and started to slowly side in and out of her.
I delighted in hearing small moans of pleasure in my ear.
I moved more, deeper. I wanted so badly to fuck this girl.
AS I continued, her moans became louder. I could feel her nails along my back and ass pulling at me.
I knew I wouldn't last too much longer.
I heard her start to grunt "Yes, yes!"
I positioned her in a way that I knew always made my wife cum and I wasn't disappointed.

I watched as pleasure raced across her face, her mouth open, moans exiting.
She looked at me as if she were afraid of what was about to come, or in this case, cum.
I thrusted 3 more times and felt my own eruption coming on again. My moans increased and this seemed to stir her on.
"Yes... yes... oh... cum...in...me..." she huffed and gasped.
I couldn't hold back anymore. It was too much.
I felt my cock swell, my balls release.
A loud moan from Sara as her nail dug in to my back.
I exploded inside of her. My first shot caused her to dig her nail across my back as her own orgasm ensued.
I felt myself release 3 more times inside of her before I dropped on the bed, spent.
Sara continued to grip me, breathing heavy and letting out small whimpers.
Finally I moved a bit more and my deflated cock slipped from between her legs.
I rolled over on the bed and looked down. There was a glistening of pink from my cum and her virginity.
Sara rolled over and put her hand on my sweaty chest.
Under heavy breathing she uttered, "That was amazing! I mean...."
"Yes it was, thanks to you." I replied.
With that I gave her a kiss on the forehead.
She laid there for another minute then sat up. More of my juices flowed from within her.
Sara looked down at it then over at me and laughed.
"I guess we should clean that up before April and I sleep here again?"
"Probably so", I replied.
With that we slid off the berth and pulled the sheets off.
Sara went to the head to clean up some. I used the sheet to wipe myself off and went up to the cockpit.
I surveyed the area noting where any boats were, and then pulled on my shorts.
I pulled in the sheets and the boat took hold of the winds.
Sara joined me in the cockpit and put back on her bikini.
I was a little sad to see her cover her beautiful body, but it would be best since we would be near other boaters soon.
Sara snuggled in my arms for the remaining sail home.
"Thanks for being my first Mr. B".
"That pleasure was truly all mine".
"I don't think so..."

The following weekend we found out that Sara's parents were getting a divorce and her mother was going to be moving with her out of state at the end of summer.

Just before school started we said goodbye to Sara and her mother. My daughter was very sad at losing her friend. I too was sad, for my own personal reasons.
Sara said she was hoping to come back the following year for college and maybe some more sailing.

I hugged my daughter against me as we watched them drive away.

What a memory.

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub the unforgiven
     

#30 | Posted: 19 Jul 2011 08:13
A Friendly Bet

BRRRRIIIIIINNNNG!

"Shit", I muttered to myself. "It never fails! Every time I get in the
shower!"

With that, I jumped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, heading for
the phone.

"Hello", I panted after running half naked through my house, picking up
the phone, and dripping water all over the floor in the process.

"Hey. What's up?" a feminine voice asked.

"Oh, hey Jen. I'm just about to have a shower."

"What are you doing tonight?"

"Uh, nothing. Why?

"I'm bored. You up for some foozeball?"

"Sure. If you're up for getting your ass kicked again."

"Hey Mr. Cocky! You better watch out. I've been practicing."

"Sure, sure. Just remember to bring the case of beer you owe me from
last time."

"Yah, yah. I'll be there around eight."

"Okay. See you then."

I hung up the phone and made my way back to the shower. Playing
foozeball wasn't my idea of a good way to spend my Saturday night, but
I didn't exactly have anything else to do. Besides, Jen and I always
have fun.

As eight o'clock rolled around, I pulled the foozeball table out, put on
some music and began to wait. I had known Jen for a couple years and I
didn't remember her ever being on time.

True to form, as it neared nine o'clock, the doorbell rang. Before I
could answer, the door opened and Jen marched in, pushing a case of
beer into my arms.

"Here asshole!" she said jokingly. "This will be the last time I'll ever
have to give you anything."

"Whatever you say princess," I answered sarcastically.

I had to admit Jen looked good. She was wearing a pair of low-riding
jeans with a studded belt that allowed the crack of her ass to peak out
over the top. The little black top she was wearing would have been
more suited to a nightclub than a foozeball game but I wasn't
complaining.

"You'd better put those in the fridge." Jen said with a wave of her
hand. "We wouldn't want any warm beer would we?"

"We?" I asked. "Who said you're getting any bitch?"

Jen opened her mouth in mock surprise. We joked around like that all
the time so it wasn't unusual for us to trade insults.

"You're the one that will be the bitch tonight," she countered. "My
bitch!" "Dream on. Let's play."

I took out a couple beer and put the rest in the fridge before making
my way over to the table. Jen was waiting, tapping her fingers
impatiently and glaring at me with her dark, almond shaped eyes. I
tossed her a beer and raised my own.

With a final "Good luck" we started to play.

Jen and I were starting to make our foozeball games a weekly tradition,
with me winning every single time. We would always wager something
which is why my fridge is usually well stocked with beer. In all
fairness, however, it was my foozeball table.

I won the first two games easily and downed two beer in the process.
Jen was taking it a little easier on the booze but was still drinking
her fair share.

"I have to admit," I said after scoring the game winning goal in the
second game. "You are getting better."

"Gee thanks," she drawled. "Just drop the ball."

"Are you sure you want to keep going? I usually get better as I drink
more."

"Best of seven series bitch! It's not over yet!"

"I think so far, you've been MY bitch."

My final comment shut Jen up and we began our third game. Ten minutes
later I was up 3-0 and Jen was head for the fridge to grab another
beer. "So where's Carrie tonight?" Jen asked, speaking in a baby voice
as she spoke my girlfriend's name.

It was no secret that Jen disliked Carrie, as she always seemed to
dislike my girlfriends.

"She's out with her friends," I answered.

"Uh oh! I bet she's getting fucked right now!"

"Settle down," I said dryly. "Why would she go out to get fucked when
she has this waiting at home?"

Jen let out a laugh.

"I'm just kidding," she giggled.

"By the way," I began. "Where's Kevin?" referring to her significant
other.

"Same."

I gave her a look of concern in an attempt at teasing her in the way she
had teased me.

"Don't even say it!" she blurted out. "He's not a cheater."

"What ever you say," I said with a smile.

"He's not."

"Okay."

"Fuck you!" Jen said, half laughing and tossing a bottle cap at me.
"Let's play. I'm just getting warmed up."

I took it easy on her that game and she managed to squeak out a meager
victory.

"Three to one, bitch!" she howled, dancing with excitement.

I could tell she was starting to get buzzed. Surprisingly it was making
her play better however and after she grabbed another drink we jumped
into our fifth game.

"Hey," I said halfway through the game. "How come we never hooked up?"

"What?"

"Why didn't we ever get together and... you know."

"Fucked?"

"Yeah."

I was always impressed my Jen's bluntness.

"Well," she said, cocking her head to the side as if in deep thought. "I
guess I don't like ugly guys."

"Ouch!" I said cringing. "That hurt."

"Just kidding," she returned. "We almost did. Don't you remember?"

"You mean...?"

"Yeah. Halloween. The night we met. I kind of wanted you."

"Really?" I asked as I scored another goal.

"Yeah. After we danced you probably could have taken me home."

Although I already knew everything she was telling me it was strange
hearing her say it. The fact was that I wanted her that night as well.


"I guess I missed my chance." I said in a over the top, resigned tone.

"You sure did."

We had become friend soon after that night and stayed ever since.
Except for the occasional flirting nothing had gone on between us.

"Oh well," I muttered. "I don't think you're dirty enough for me
anyway."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me."

"I think I could handle anything you could give me."

Our conversation was starting to turn me on but I let the subject drop.
Jen ended up winning that game which brought our total to 3-2 in favor
of me.

"So you really think I'm not dirty enough?"

It was obvious that Jen wasn't ready to let the subject drop.

"I didn't say that. I said you're not dirty enough for me!"

"I think you would be surprised."

Her response peaked my curiosity and I took the bait.

"Okay, what's the dirtiest thing you've done?"

"I'm not telling!"

"Oh come on! You can't say something like that and then not tell me."

I had to admit I was very curious as to what Jen had experienced.
Although we joked around about sex all the time, we never really talked
about it seriously.

"I'll tell you what." she said. "If I win this game I'll tell you."

That's not fair! I..."

Jen cut me off by raising her hand.

"That's the deal. Take it or leave it."

Needless to say I took a dive and we were soon tied at three games a
piece.

"Okay, let's hear it." I said after admitting defeat for the third time
that night. "And this better be good."

"Okay, okay, Jen said, fidgeting with the handles on the foozeball
table. "Remember when I went to Mexico last year?"

"Yeah."

I leaned in closer, anxious to hear the story.

"Well I met a couple Australian guys. We hung out a few times and
stuff.

"And..."

On my last night there I had sex with both of them.

"Wow," was all I could say.

After a few moments to collect my thoughts I began to drill her for
details.

"Did they take turns or do you at the same time?" I asked, trying to
hide my growing erection.

"Same time."

"You slut!" I said laughing. "I would never have guessed!"

"Hey!" Jen answered, trying to sound hurt. "I was really drunk!"

"So they spit roasted you?"

"Spit roasted? What the hell do you.... Oh I get it. Yes. They spit
roasted me."

"Does Kevin know about this?" I asked, continuing my interrogation.

"Of course not. How would you feel if Carrie told you she got double
teamed?"

I was still too shocked to think about anything other that my friend
getting fucked like a cheap whore.

"Did they DP you as well?"

"DP?"

"Yeah. Double penetration. In the pussy and ass at the same time."

"In my ass!? Yuck. No, I don't do that!"

"What? Not at all?"

"Nope."

"So you'll get spit roasted like a dirty porn star but you won't even
try it in the butt?"

"It just doesn't appeal to me."

"Have you ever tried it?"

"No."

"Then you never know. You might like it."

"I doubt it."

"I told you you're not dirty enough for me."

"Oh yeah? And how many girls have you fucked in the ass before?"

"A few."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It's the best."

"Maybe for you."

"Hey, the girls enjoyed it too!"

"Yeah, I'm sure they did."

I let the subject drop, but unfortunately my dick did not. As we
started the next game I found myself staring at Jen, imagining her on
her hands and knees sucking some guy's dick while she gets fucked from
behind. In fact I was so distracted that she managed to score a few
goals before I realized what the score was.

"You're looking a little shaky," she said after scoring her fifth goal
of the game. "Did you drink a little too much?"

"I don't think that's it," I responded.

Jen tossed back her lustrous brown hair and flashed me a smile before
scoring another goal.

I let go of the handles and began to rub my wrist which was starting to
get a little sore.

"Oh, poor baby," Jen cooed. "It's probably all that jerking off you do."


Little did she know that she was going to be the subject of my
masturbatory fantasies that night.

Although I tried my hardest, Jen scored a few more lucky goals and
pretty soon I was down 9-0 and Jen was on the eve of her first victory
ever.

"So by the way," she said in a overly confident manor. "What are we
betting?"

"How about...If I win, I get to fuck you in the ass."

Jen stared at me with those sexy dark eyes, a crooked little smile
forcing it's way on to her face."

"Sure."

I was taken aback.

"Really?"

"Yep. If you win you can fuck my ass. But if I win, you have to wear a
shirt that says "Jen's bitch" on it for a week."

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked.

"Absolutely. What are the chances you will win? I'm up nine to
nothing!"

"Okay," I said. "You're on." With that I let the ball drop. Within
five seconds I had a goal and Jen was giving me an evil smirk.

"Don't worry," I said. "I'll be gentle."

I scored three more quick goals and Jen was starting to look nervous.

"No backing out now," I warned.

"I know, I know."

After the next goal, the smile was gone from her face. She anxiously
sipped down the remainder of her beer before concentrating back on the
game.

"That's it," I joked. "The more you drink, the better it will feel."

"You still have five more to go asshole," she countered as she dropped
the ball.

"It's funny that you used the term "asshole"." I stated, blasting in
another goal. "Since soon, I'll be in yours!"

"Fuck," she cursed. "It's not fair. You keep distracting me."

"Don't cry about it," I laughed popping in yet another goal.

As much as I didn't want to wear a shirt that labeled me as anyone's
bitch, it was the prospect of fucking my good friend in the ass that
was driving me on.

"Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!" she yelled as I scored my seventh.

I just laughed and we continued. After I shot in number eight I
expected Jen to continue ranting, but to my surprise she didn't say a
word. She calmly retrieved the ball and dropped it back into the
table. No sooner had the ball touched the surface then I had fired in
the tying goal.

Jen dropped her head and banged it lightly on the table. My palms were
sweaty with anticipation and I urged her to hurry up and drop the last
ball. She looked up at me through her messy, but still sexy, hair and
dropped the ball.

I fired it right away, but she caught a lucky bounce and saved what
would have been the winning goal. She quickly shot it back and almost
scored herself. I made the save and then waited, just holding on to
possession of the ball as I looked at Jen and smiled.

"I bet your ass is so tight!"

With that, I fired the ball into the back of her net.

Jen stood there dazed for a moment before she spoke.

"Rematch?"

"I don't think so."

"Come on! I can't let you do that. I have a boyfriend!"

"You should have thought about that before you made the bet."

"But here was no way you could win!"

"Apparently," I stated with an air of sarcasm.

Jen walked over and slumped down on the couch, dropping her head into
her hands. I finished my beer and then joined her. After about a minute
of contemplation she looked up at me.

"I'll give you a blowjob," she suggested.

I just shook my head. As nice as it would be to have Jen suck my dick,
I'm sure it would feel much better imprisoned in the confines of her
beautiful ass.

"Fine." she resigned. "Let's get this over with."

"Let's go to the bedroom," I suggested.

Jen agreed and we made out way to my room. She looked nervous as she
sat down on my bed.

"Do we need any lube?" she asked. "Aren't you supposed to use lube?"

"Sorry," I said. I don't have any. I guess you'll just have to suck it
first."

"No way! You're not getting a blowjob too!"

"Okay then. What about condoms? Do you want me to wear one?"

Jen thought about it for a moment before answering.

"Nah. Just do it."

Suddenly I felt very uncomfortable. Jen took off her socks, tossing them
to the side. As she started to undo her pants she looked up at me.

"Aren't you going to undress?"

"I thought I'd just watch you first," I answered wryly.

"Well, you thought wrong. Get ‘em off!"

I let out a laugh as I pulled my shirt over my head. I wondered if I
looked as nervous as Jen.

As I started to undo my pants, my eyes wandered back to my friend, who
was sliding hers down her tanned, muscular legs. It wasn't the first
time I had snuck a peak at Jen's body. She was the only person I knew
who spent more time in the gym than me, and I could see it was paying
off as I gawked at her legs and the tiny pair of black underwear
adorning the area between them.

I slid my pants off and kicked them aside, trying hard to conceal the
massive erection that was doing its best to pop out of the hole in the
front of my boxer shorts. Jen was sitting on my bed, fidgeting
nervously but looking cute in her little black panties.

"Aren't you going to take off your shirt?" I asked.

"I don't need to take my short off to get my ass fucked do I?" she
snapped back.

The fact was, was that Jen was more than a little self conscious about
her less than average sized breasts. I knew that was the case but
didn't press the matter. Besides, it wasn't her tits that I was
interested in.

We sat there for a moment, each not wanting to be the first to be
completely exposed. Finally, without a word, Jen slipped off her
panties and pulled her knees up to her chest as she sat there looking
up at me. Taking her cue, I pulled down my boxers and stepped out of
them to stand before her, completely naked.

"Okay, " she said. "How do we do this?"

"The easiest way is if you get on your hands and knees."

Jen moved to roll over but stopped and looked back at me.

"Do you think we could turn the light off?" she asked.

I shook my head.

"I like to see what I'm doing," I replied.

"Fine."

I expected her to put up more of a fight, but to my surprise she
complied with my wishes and rolled over, propping herself up on her
hands and knees. I took a moment to relish the sight of my best friend
bent over naked on my bed before climbing down behind her.

Gently, I placed my hands on her taut ass cheeks and pried them apart to
expose her asshole to my view.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Jen scolded, reaching back to swat my
hands away.

"I'm just looking."

"Just do it."

"Are you sure you don't want to suck it first?" I asked hopefully.

"Just stick it in and get it over with."

"Okay, but I don't want to hear you whining that it hurts."

With that, I placed the head of my dick at the entrance of her puckered
little rosebud and pushed.

"Owwwww," Jen yelped as the first couple inches disappeared inside her
asshole. "Okay!okay!okay! I'll suck it! Just take it out."

I smiled to myself as I withdrew my cock from Jen's ass. With little
hesitation and to my surprise she promptly spun around and grabbed my
dick in her tiny hand. With a final, resigned look my way, she pushed
my cock past her lips into her mouth.

I threw my head back and moaned as Jen's head bobbed back and forth on
my dick, coating it with saliva. I wanted the blowjob to go on
forever, but to my disappointment Jen backed off as soon as my shaft
was good and wet, resuming the position on her hands and knees.

I spit in my hand for good measure and smeared it along her ass crack,
rubbing my thumb into her hole for added lubrication. I then placed my
newly glistening cock back at the entrance of her dark inviting hole
and pushed.

"Relax," I suggested, as the head of my dick slipped inside her.

Jen put her head down and exhaled as I felt her asshole's grip on my
shaft weaken considerably.

"Good girl."

My praise apparently went unnoticed as Jen remained silent. I pushed
forward a little more, feeding more of my cock into her ass. Jen let
out a quiet moan although I couldn't tell if it was from pain or
pleasure. I was about halfway in when I reached down and pulled her
ass apart, treating myself to exceptional site of my best friend's
little pink butt hole hugging my dick. At that moment I only wished I
had a camera.

"You.. can put it in... farther now," Jen wheezed, through clenched
teeth.

I complied and thrusted my hips forward a little more, burying another
couple inches of meat in her ass.

"Play with your clit," I suggested. "It will make it easier."

Jen took my advice and reached back between her legs as I bottomed out
in her asshole. My balls were pressed against her pussy lips, which I
noticed were a bit moist. As I began to gyrate slowly, moving my cock
in and out in small increments, I could feel the pace of Jen's fingers
increase.

"How does it feel?" I asked, picking up the pace.

"It's...okay," she stammered, obviously preoccupied with the area
between her legs.

I was moving in and out with long, slow strokes as Jen became more
comfortable. I gazed at her impossibly tight asshole as it repeatedly
swallowed my cock. If not for my agonizingly slow pace I definitely
would have cum already.

"Oh Fuck Jen," I moaned. "Your ass feels so good!"

"Your cock in my ass feels so good!" she returned, as her fingers
increased to a frantic pace.

I was surprised to hear Jen talk like that, but it was definitely a turn
on so I encouraged her to continue.

"Yeah, you like that?" I asked giving her a light slap on the ass. "You
like getting your ass fucked?"

"Yes!" she moaned through labored breaths. "Yes! Fuck me! Fuck my tight
ass! Oh! Oh my fucking god! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna... Oh! Fuck! I'm
cumming! I'm cumming with your cock in my ass..."

Jen's voice trailed off as her orgasm subsided. She raised her head
from the bed and swept the hair from her face.

"That didn't take long," I commented, continuing to slide my dick in and
out of her anus.

"Are you almost done?" she asked. "It's starting to hurt again."

"Just relax," I said. "I'm almost there."

I increased my pace even more as Jen dropped her head down and bit her
arm to keep from howling in pain.

"Where are you going to cum?" she asked, her voice muffled by her own
arm.

"In your ass," I replied bluntly.

"No, you can't do that!"

"Okay then. I'll cum in your face."

Jen was silent for a moment before answering back.

"Okay," she said quietly. "Do it."

"Where?" I goaded.

I could feel the beginnings of that unmistakable feeling arise in my
balls.

"You know where!" she shot back.

"Tell me."

"No."

I was getting closer.

"Tell me!"

"In my ass! Alright?! Cum in my fucking ass!"

On cue, I unleashed a torrent of hot cum into Jen's asshole. I
continued fucking her as I spurted stream after stream into her body.
Jen through her head back and moaned loudly as my balls slapped
violently into her pussy lips. After I had shot my last drop I
continued sliding my dick in and out of her now slippery ass, causing
my cum to ooze out from around my shaft and drip down onto my bed. As
my dick became too sensitive I pulled it out of Jen's well-fucked
asshole with a lewd slurping sound.

Immediately, Jen collapsed to the bad and rolled over on her side,
reaching back with a hand to touch her recently abused hole.

"Owww! Fuck that hurt!" She exclaimed, softly rubbing herself.

"You liked it," I said snidely.

"I did not! It was awful!"

"Yeah? Is that why you were telling me how good my cock felt in your
ass?"

"Shut up. That was the heat of the moment."

I just laughed.

Jen began to shift uncomfortably, pursing her lips up in a makeshift
snear.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"It feels weird."

"What's that?"

"The cum in my ass. It feels weird."

"Hey! Don't let it drip out all over my bed!" I ordered, half jokingly.
"It's your jizz ya know?" she countered before reaching back to stroke
her asshole again.

"Fuck it hurts." she complained.

"Aww, poor baby," I teased. "Do you want me to kiss it better?"

"Yes!" she responded, although I could tell she was joking.

"Okay," I said. "Bend over."

"Uh, that's okay," Jen stated deliberately.

"Nope. Bend over. Come on." I said giving her a playful slap on the side
of her ass.

"Noooo," she whined, reaching for her panties.

With a lightning quick movement, I snatched her underwear from her
grasp, holding them out of her grasp.

"Hey, give those back!"

Jen rose up to her knees and reached out, but I dropped the panties
behind my head and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her down to
the bed.

Jen giggled and tried to squirm free, but I was too strong for her.
Rolling her over, I pinned her face down on the bed. She was laughing,
but her voice was muffled by my cum soaked bed sheets. I grabbed one
of her arms and pinned it behind her back, completely immobilizing her
prone, tanned body underneath me. I took a moment to gaze at her body
before dropping my head to her ass. "Hey! What are you doing?" she
asked, half giggling.

"I told you." I replied. "I'm going to kiss it better."

With my free hand I pulled one of Jen's ass cheeks to the side, exposing
to my view, the tiny asshole that I had just violated. It looked a
little red and swollen with a tiny rivulet of cum running from it.

"No!" she squealed. "You can't do that! You can't...Oh....Mmmm."

Jen's voice trailed off as the tip of my tongue flickered across her
puckered little pink ring. She stopped resisting but I remained
holding on to her arm as I lapped at her asshole.

Jen's cries of protest turned to moans of pleasure as I planted a deep
kiss on her butthole, surrounding it with my lips. I let her arm go
free and she immediately reached back to grab her ass with both hands,
spreading her cheeks wide.

I smiled to myself as I resumed licking. My best friend was fast
becoming my own personal anal plaything!

"Oh my god that feels good," she moaned.

I moved up, planting soft kisses up to her tailbone as I gently grazed a
finger over her wet little hole, which was slippery with two of my
bodily fluids. I pushed the tip of my finger inside her ass as she
reached under to slide a finger into her pussy. When she didn't
protest, I slipped my finger in farther as her slippery little asshole
swallowed me up to the knuckle. I could feel Jen's own fingers through
the thin wall separating her pussy and ass.

"I want it again." she moaned. "I want you to fuck my ass again."

"Really," I asked, sliding my finger in and out of her butt on a river
of warm cum. "I thought you didn't like it?"

"Just do it. Please! "Fuck my ass! Fuck my dirty little cum filled
asshole!"

How could I resist.

Withdrawing my finger, I positioned myself behind Jen once again as she
assisted by spreading her ass cheeks wide. I swiped a finger down her
crack, collecting as much of my own cum as I could before slathering it
all over my cock to use as lubricant. As the tip of my dick touched her
sensitive ring, she grabbed me by the shaft and pushed her hips
backwards, forcing my dick back inside the tight confines of her
delicious asshole.

I was surprised, but pleased with Jen's newfound aggression and scolded
myself for not trying anything with her before.

She wiggled her hips as the remainder of my cock slipped easily into her
slick little butt hole.

"Mmmm," she moaned. "It feels way better with a little lube."

"Good thing I didn't cum on your face then huh?"

"Yes. I love the feeling of your cum in my ass. I feel so dirty! I feel
like a... Like a whore!"

Jen was slowly grinding her ass backwards into me, urging me to fuck
her. "Come on! Fuck me. Fuck me hard this time."

"Okay", I said. "You asked for it."

With that I grabbed Jen's hips and slammed myself into her, driving my
cock deep into her tight little cum filled asshole.

"Oh fuck!" she squealed.

I smiled to myself as I withdrew only to drive back into her. Each
thrust emitted a lewd squelching sound due to the liberal amount of
jism I had recently injected into Jen's hole. I looked down and
marveled at the sight of my glistening cock sliding in and out of my
friend's impossibly tight butt hole. The movement of my dick was
forcing some of my cum out of her ass, which squeezed out from around
my shaft, dribbled down the back of her thighs and dripped down onto my
bed sheets.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Jen muttered as each thrust of my hips repeatedly
buried the length of my cock into her well-fucked asshole.

Driving my hips down hard, I pinned her petite body against the bed,
with my cock firmly embedded inside her. Reaching out, I took hold of
her arms and held them in place as I slowly gyrated my hips, grinding
my dick into her ass. The entire length of my body was pressed against
the entire length of her body, the sweat from out skin forming a
cohesive seal between us.

As I gyrated my hips, I kissed her ear before whispering to her.

"Do you like it?" I asked. "Do you like my dick in your tight little
asshole?"

"Yessss," she gasped. "I love it!"

I smiled to myself as I peeled my body off hers and propped myself up
with my arms. Then, withdrawing my hips, I pulled my cock free of the
confines of Jen's impossibly tight hole.

"What are you doing?" Jen asked, looking back over her shoulder with a
disappointed but confused look on her face.

Without a word I grabbed Jen's petite body and flipped her onto her
back. Then, hooking my hands under her legs I pushed her knees up to
her head, exposing her ravaged asshole to my view. I smiled as I gazed
down at her glistening hole, which was also becoming quite red and
swollen.

"Quite looking at it and fuck it!" Jen ordered, grabbing her own ankles.


I snickered and dropped my head down between her legs.

"What the hell are you....ohhhhhhh."

Jen's voice trailed off in a low sexy moan as my tongue touched her
abused and stretched asshole. I circled her anus, running my tongue
around her rim before sliding it inside.

"Oh my God!" she exclaimed. "That feels so fucking good!"

I pulled my tongue from her ass and quickly replaced it with my dick,
which slid easily inside. Jen was holding her own legs by her head,
splaying herself wide open for me as I resumed fucking her wonderful
little hole.

"You know, I've never done it this way before," I stated, sinking my
cock up to my balls in her ass.

"Well, don't I feel special!" Jen blurted back.

I smiled at her sarcasm and started fucking harder than ever before. I
soon lost track of time as I concentrated on the feeling of my friend's
tight asshole swallowing my cock. Our new position gave Jen the
perfect opportunity to play with her clit, and she released her legs to
work at a second orgasm.

"Oh fuck I'm going to cum!" she gasped. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!"

I could feel myself getting close as well.

"Where do you want me to cum?" I asked, now frantically plowing her poor
little asshole.

"Fuck, I don't care!" she yelled. "On my face! Cum all over my fucking
face! Cover me in cum! Ass fuck me and then cover me in cum!

Jen's words must have had the same effect on her as they did on me,
because soon she was screaming her way through her second anal induced
orgasm of the night, as her asshole clenched around my cock.

While she was in the throws of her climax, I yanked my dick from her
butt hole and lurched forward in an attempt to get closer to her face.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she howled as the hot cum fired from my dick onto
her pretty face, splattering her lips and chin, and dripping into her
mouth.

I collapsed back onto the bed as Jen lay there panting. It took a few
moments for both of us to regain our composure, and a few more for
either of us to speak.

"Well?" she asked. "Was that dirty enough for you?"

I laughed.

"How about double or nothing?"

Jen scoffed and reached down to gently stroke her severely abused
asshole.

"I think I need a few days to recover," she answered.

I just laid back and smiled. I knew that things would never be the
same.

And I liked it.

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub the unforgiven
     
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