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Bath Time..

I was in the bathtub when I heard Cara come home.
"Ella? You home?" She shouted.
"Yeah! I'm in the bathroom!" I yelled back. I closed my eyes and leant back, the warmth of the water soothing my body. The water was low and so its surface broke half way along my smooth tanned stomach, revealing my 34B breasts.

I didn't hear the bathroom door open, so I was a little surprised when I heard Cara whisper, "Damn, you are so fucking sexy."
I looked at her and scooted up, "Would you like to join me?"
She smiled seductively in response and began to undress. Gracefully she slid her tight denim skirt and black lace thong down her beautifully bronzed legs and stepped out of them before slowly unbuttoning her shirt. I could feel myself getting more and more turned on as she unhooked her bra and walked towards me.

She lay across from me and all I could think about was how badly I wanted her. I wanted her to hold me, kiss me, touch me. My mind was racing with that many thoughts; I didn't even notice her stroking her foot up my legs. As I glanced up, I caught her staring at me. She looked me up and down, her eyes wandering all over my body, as though she shared the same thoughts running through my mind. She made the first move by grabbing my arms and gently pulling me towards her. We sat upright together and kissed softly until she pushed me down again and pulled herself on top of me. She kissed me harder this time, using her tongue to part my lips and darting it in and out of my mouth. Our tongues twirled together as we sunk lower in the bathtub and I could feel my nipples become erect as she kissed my neck. I ran my hands all over her beautiful soft skin, caressing her breasts whilst she kissed lower still on my wet body. She began kissing and sucking one of my nipples and I couldn't help but close my eyes and let out a soft moan of pleasure.

As she circled her tongue around my nipple, one of her hands slid down my stomach. Her fingers reached and slowly began rubbing circles on my shaven pussy. She looked at me and whispered, "I'm going to make you scream so hard, baby." I couldn't respond from the pleasure of my pussy being rubbed, but instead loud, sharp gasps of bliss rushed from my mouth. She pressed her fingers deep inside me, her motions slow at first, getting faster and faster. My breathing got heavier as she kissed me hard whilst her fingers worked my wet pussy. She grinded her body against mine, our breasts thrust together, connected almost and pushed me up the side of the bath, my back against the cool tile wall. She then lowered herself and (whilst her fingers continued to explore in and out of me) massaged my clit with her tongue. I couldn't help but thrust and push her face deeper into my pussy, as I moaned, "Fuck, Cara! Don't stop.. Ohhh, shit. Cara, I wanna feel you in my wet pussy, please don't stop, baby!" So she slid her fingers further and faster into my pussy and ecstasy hit me hard. As I reached orgasm and came, I felt the warm, tingling sensation that sent my entire body into melt down. I screamed so fucking hard. The butterflies in my stomach had taken over; goose bumps covered my hot, wet, throbbing body. Cara kissed my lips tenderly and smiled; "Told you I'd make you scream" She slowly got out the tub, reached for a towel and closed the door behind her, leaving me to be alone in the tub, once again.
END

"I can't believe it. My boy is out there right now trying to get a job to keep a roof over our heads and here you are with that thing!" Mrs. Brenan snarled as she walked into the room where Angie was trying to hide her vibrator. Her daughter in law blushed hotly and remained frozen in place, her shapely rump thrust high into the air with her knees still on the bed. Her breasts swayed beneath her as she leaned over the edge of the bed in the process of secreting her dildo back to its secret hiding place beneath her dresser. Angie's eyes darted to the cell phone that held her fate. She didn't know how long her Janet had been in the room, she did know that there were photos on that phone that would cost her her marriage if they got out.

Mrs. Brenan, Janet, kept walking into the room where her nude daughter-in-law was so lewdly displayed. "You're just a worthless black bitch. It hasn't even been a year and you can't remain loyal to him inside his own home." Janet hissed stepping closer to Angie.

"You can't talk to me like that!" Angie finally shouted tossing the dildo to its place and sitting up. "You haven't paid for shit around here since I got here!" Angie screamed covering her tits with one hand her freshly pleasured pussy with the other.

"I'm his mother! You're a worthless black bitch!" Janet screamed running to the edge of the bed and then stopping to take a deep breath. "I know what you are Angie. . I'll send the pictures of you whoring yourself to your dildo to Jake and we'll see which one of us he kicks out. His dear old mother or his black bitch!" Angie lowered her head slightly focusing on the corner of the bed for no reason she could really figure out. "Then we can send you back to live with your parents!" Janet taunted. Tears welled up in Angie's eyes. "Oh wait, your parents don't want you back do they? So what if we kick you out? You'd just be a street cunt. You think you could earn enough turning tricks to keep a roof over your head?" Angie sniffled and wiped the tears from her eyes. Janet was right of course. Jake had done a damn good job of separating her from her friends over the last two years. There was nobody else to turn to.

"What do you want?" Angie asked staring down at her knees. Janet laughed and told her that she wanted Angie to be her house maid.  Angie flushed with anger until Janet reminded her what would happen if she and Jake got a divorce which would certainly happen if he saw what a slut she was. If she was lucky her parents would take her in. The fact was if Jake decided he wanted a divorce she'd more than likely find herself on the streets.

"What do I want?" Janet mused stepping closer to the bed. "I think I want you out of my house." She teased looking at her phone and scrolling through the pictures. "I always knew you were a fucking good for nothing piece of shit whore." Angie looked to the floor fresh hot tears rolling down her cheeks. "If I get you out of here then I can have my baby boy back."

"Please Mrs. Brenan don't tell Jake." Angie sobbed.

"Fine you can stay here as my house maid." Janet said standing over Angie. The anger flashed back into Angie's eyes and she leapt to her feet. Her entire body was trembling with rage her hand twitching slightly as she resisted the urge to slap her mother-in-law. "Go on, slap me. Make it that much easier to convince Jake you're a cheating whore who doesn't respect his Mother." The rage flared up again stronger this time but she knew Janet was right and the rage subsided.

"Ok." Of course that wasn't even close to good enough. Janet wanted to break Angie's spirit completely. The bitch deserved it for stealing her son away and besides Angie was only barely human to Janet. Janet deserved to be treated and addressed with respect. "Yes ma'am." That was better, for the moment anyway.

Tears were pouring from Angie's eyes as she looked up at Janet knowing full well the woman was going to make her life hell. "On your knees." Angie's eyes widened in horror but she willed her body to move kneeling at Janet's feet. "Kiss my feet."

Angie took a deep breath and lowered herself to Janet's foot and lightly placed her lips against it. She noticed in a sudden horror that her mother-in-law was wearing her shoes. Her favorite pair of grey heels with the straps crossing over her toes, then again at the back of the ankle. "You're wearing my shoes." Angie whimpered.

"Your shoes? Bitch you don't even own the hair on your goddamn head." To make her point Janet reached out and snatched a fistful of Angie's hair twisting it until Angie cried out. Then Janet released her. "Shut the fuck up. Nobody wants to listen to your fat ass cry." Janet spat. "I don't want your tears all over my fine shoes either and I didn't say you could stop kissing them either. You can just keep kissing them until I find something better to do with you." Angie pressed her lips to Janet's feet again and again sniffling back her tears. It just felt so right to have Angie at her feet, it was sending tiny chills up Janet's spine each time her daughter-in-law humiliated herself. "Enough bitch go get your vibrator. I think it's time you showed me what was worth cheating on my boy for." Janet said and walked out of the room. Angie fetched the dildo and followed Janet into her room across the hall. "Undress me."

Angie nodded and set the dildo aside and started unfastening the buttons of Janet's blouse. She'd never really taken the time to notice before but Janet was attractive for her age. The sun and age had bleached her formerly dirty blonde hair a pure gold that seemed to be a startling contrast from her dark brown eyes. There were a few light lines around her eyes and the corners of her mouth, not enough to make her unattractive though. She might not have the forty double d chest that Angie boasted but she wasn't unfortunate in the chest department either.

It was obvious that Janet was enjoying this rare opportunity to flaunt her body. She worked hard to keep her figure trim, not having a job let her spend plenty of time in the pool keeping her in shape. She shrugged her shirt off then turned around letting Angie have an easier time with her bra. At just the shy side of fifty the days of her breasts standing up on their own were past but the healthy bust was nothing to be ashamed of, a fact that several of Jake's friends had accidently let her know with their bold gazes and tented slacks.

"Back on your knees." Angie obeyed the command putting her at eye level with Janet's crotch. She continued to undress the older woman, unfastening her pants and sliding the zipper down. The denim was practically painted on forcing Angie to turn the fabric inside out to get them off. Angie felt a sob hit the back of her throat as she unfastened the straps of what used to be her best pair of heels and removed them from Janet's feet. "Kiss them." Angie did as she was told then removed Janet's jeans laying them on the floor. It was hard to deny that Janet had well toned thighs that fed up into a small tight butt that was wrapped in pair of plain white panties. Angie was face to groin with Janet as she pulled the panties down. "Kiss it."

It wasn't the first time Angie had been face down in another woman's crotch. It was something she'd missed out on since her marriage so she wasn't uncomfortable with that. Though she was shocked the church going mother was interested in her that way. Janet kept her sex trimmed to a short fuzz and her lips were completely bared. Angie leaned close and kissed Janet's pussy. "More, I want to feel your tongue in it."

Janet wrapped one leg around Angie's shoulders pulling the younger woman forward. At the same time she sat down on the edge of her bed. "That's it bitch, just like that. Lick Mama's twat." She crooned. Angie did as she was told skillfully lapping at Janet's clit. Angie let her eyes slide shut as she continued licking Janet's pussy. "Get the dildo, make me cum."

Angie reached back grabbing the silver phallus and slowly pushed it into Janet's slit. As the dildo vanished into Janet's cunt Angie kissed, licked and sucked at her clit feverishly trying to end the experience. She found herself moaning after just the first minute. It was the taste, she'd forgotten what a woman tasted like but having Janet's juices coating her tongue had quickly reminded her what that was like. Angie shut her eyes and just enjoyed the flavor of a woman on her tongue for the first time in years.

"That's it bitch. Make. Me. Cum!" Janet was having a hard time breathing by that point. Her chest hitching with each jolt the young black girl sent through her frame. The girl kneeling between Janet's thighs was probably the best pussy eater Janet had ever had. It wasn't going to take long for the orgasm to rock through her body. She'd been denied satisfaction for too long as well. Her words were starting to be punctuated with gasps for air until finally she wrapped her legs around Angie's head squeezing down as the rest of her body shuddered.

When Janet finally released Angie the young woman was gasping for air and there was a sound at the door. Jake was home. "Get in your room, girl. We'll handle the rest of this later. Don't go getting any ideas or you'll be out on the street so fast your head will spin."

"Yes ma'am." Angie whispered then dashed across the hall back too her room and leapt into the shower. She didn't want the stink of that woman on her when her husband kissed her. It wasn't until the next day she even realized she'd left behind the dildo.
END 

***

My stupid wife went to pick up the serviced car from
the garage and got serviced herself by the cunning old
janitor with a big black uncut cock. (MF, wife, husb-
voy, intr, size)

***

I had sent the car to the garage and the delivery was
in the late afternoon. I asked my wife if she could
pick up the car later as I had a presentation to the
board of directors at the same time and she agreed.
However, just before the meeting was to start, the
management decided to not include my presentation this
time. So I called my wife to tell her that I would go
and pick up the car, but she never picked up her phone.

Anyway, I took a taxi to the garage thinking we could
leave together after the car was ready. I was shocked
to see a "closed" sign at the front gate of the garage
when I reached.

The garage is not in a very convenient area of the town
and it is always very difficult to get any sort of
public transport. Taxis are also not so frequent to
that area. Perturbed, I walked around the garage and
entered by the side door. The garage was indeed locked
up... but further down there was a wooden ladder
stacked against an attic like structure.

I climbed up and realized that although it was not
connected to the main building, I could see inside the
building through the broken blinds. The main building
is actually just a large hall with small partitioned
office in the corner. The garage was empty.

I was about to turn back, when I heard loud voices and
saw my wife coming out of the office. She was followed
by a mechanic wearing dirty overalls. He was black and
I remembered him as one of the cleaners in the garage.

"Oh come on," my wife was saying. "If the car is ready,
why can't I just take it?"

"Well for one, I don't have the keys to the main
entrance and there is no door big enough for you to
drive the car out. And two, how can I be sure that it
is really your car...y ou were not the one who brought
this car you know," the old black janitor said.

"Lookie here," my wife, who if I may say, is a bit
stupid, hauled her driving license, "There that's me
isn't it?"

"Yeah my dear but it doesn't say that this is your car,
does it?"

"Oh Jesus, how I can prove that THIS is MY car..." my
wife sounded really worried, "my husband will be
furious if I don't get the car."

I was about to get down and when I heard the bastard
tell my wife, "Don't cry my baby, maybe we can work out
something..." What could he possibly mean? Anyway I
decided to first hear how he was planning to dupe my
stupid wife of some money before banging on the door.

"First, let me check if the car is ready or not. Okay
sweetie?" he said and made me wonder how much did he
really knew about cars to check it up. Shit ass
janitor! Anyway, he walked around the car and started
fumbling with the zip of his overall before sliding in
underneath. As he was sliding in, my wife walked to his
side and stood there, for a moment blocking my view.
Then I heard her squeal. She sounded amused.

She looked around and down again and again. As she
moved slightly to the side I saw that the fuckin'
asshole of that black janitor was exposing his floppy
black cock to my wife, it looked horrendous – like a
limp black sausage hanging over to the left. Just the
tip of it was visible – uncut, gnarled and puckered.

I couldn't see clearly from the distant and just then I
remembered that I had a digital camera in my briefcase.
I hauled it out and zoomed to the old black mechanic. I
must have taken a few minutes because when I zoomed, I
saw my wife bent 90 degrees to stare at the black man's
cock. Holy cow! What the fuck did she think she was
doing? I am sure she thought that the old man couldn't
see her just because she couldn't see him – she is THAT
stupid.

I focused on her face and I could see her eyes were as
large as saucers. I also noticed that although only the
uncut tip of the old black cock was peeking out, his
rather large black hairy balls were clearly visible
through a tear in his overalls. The old man moved his
legs a bit and suddenly one of his balls popped out
completely –taking me and my wife by surprise.

She looked around guiltily and bent a little more
closer to inspect the old man's equipment. I saw her
face and whispered – forgetting that I was watching her
through a 40 times zoom lens – lick your lips, honey
lick your lips. Oh no, don't get me wrong, I just
wanted her to lick her lips as a big drop of saliva was
dangling dangerously from her lips. But as fate would
have it, before she could do anything, the big drop,
still connected to her mouth, slowly fell down and
landed straight on the tip of the old man's black cock.

My wife straightened up guiltily and looked around
again. The old man's cock – feeling the wetness in the
creases of its wrinkled cock tip – stirred a little and
poked out a little more. It was about three inches out
of his fly – and it was still only the flared head of
his cock. Jeez it was fat.

I think my wife realized that it was a very dangerous
thing to stare at another man's cock – especially an
old black man's puckered old cock. So she did the
smartest thing (well!) SHE could think of. She said
loudly, "Mister, your penis is sticking out of your
pants." I rolled my eyes.

But the old man was cunning. "Sorry sweetie, do you
mind if I ask you to put it inside again, my hands are
all greasy."

"What?"

"I am saying, can you please put my cock back in my
overalls and save an old man some embarrassment?"

Yeah right!

"Uhh, I dunno... if I should be doing that," my wife
gulped down and looked around again.

"Oh come on now, you are just like my daughter," the
cheeky old bastard cajoled her.

"Okay, I will try. Do you have any gloves or something
that I can wear?"

"Does this look like a hospital to you? Gloves! Huh, oh
cum on you must have touched a cock in your life...just
fuckin' stuff it back. Will ya?"

Now, my wife is very submissive and easily intimidated
by just about anyone. I'll tell you, even our dog can
sometimes make her do things, she wouldn't want to. So
she curled her lip in disgust (or was it lust, I wonder
now) and sat down on tip toes. With her knees bent, she
picked up the old man's cock with her two fingers, but
as she picked it up gingerly, it moved out some more,
slowly she pulled and pulled and it kept coming out.

Soon my wife's mouth was open wide in shock as the
entire 10 inches of that horrible black meat was in her
hand. It was jerking wildly in her white hand and she
had to hold it with both hands to keep it from falling
down. While holding the black cock, her legs had parted
a little bit and I was shocked to see a pair of eyes
peeking at her panty clad pussy through her open dress.

"Oh my gawd! It started leaking!" she cried out loudly
and I rolled my eyes again. How dumb could she be to
think that a man's cock would not leak while being held
by warm soft hands.

"Sorry about that baby, can you wipe it or it will
spoil my overalls."

"Gimme something to wipe this thing."

"Sorry I only have greasy rags... don't you have
something – like a hanky or something?"

"Nope, I don't carry hankys, puhleez. But yeah, maybe I
could wipe with the hem of my dress," she said but she
realized that her the hem of her short dress didn't
reach the purple head of his black cock so she had to
scoot a bit closer to the old man.

She parted her bend legs a bit and thrust her pelvic
forward to bring the hem closer to the old man's cock.
But it was still short. So she scooted some more and as
she started wiping the pre-cum off his gigantic black
pole with the hem of her dress, the cock jerked wildly
and she fell backwards. As she fell down, the cock
thumped down heavily because of gravity and its immense
weight and landed on her panty clad pussy with a soft
thud.

"Ouch," she grimaced and tried to push the cock away.
But it was very long and got stuck in the slip of her
dress, "Oh my gawd, now see what you done to me... my
panties are all wet and sticky with that stupid stuff
from your penis. Sweet god... how horrible... I don't
like this sticky feeling... I am gonna puke."

"Oh cum on and shut up the whine," the old man retorted
from under the car, "I just asked you to stuff my old
cock back in my pants and you can't even do something
as simple as that... now surely you gonna ruin my
overall with all that dick slime on it... I am just
checking YOUR car so just please help me out... okay?"

By now she had somehow straightened up. She was holding
the gigantic throbbing black cock in one hand at some
distance and trying to wipe the precum juice from her
panties with the other hand. "Okay but I will be darned
if I use the hem of my dress again. Now that you have
ruined my panties, I will just wipe your penis with
that and throw the dam thing."

"Suit yourself," I heard a chuckle in the old man's
voice as my wife somehow pulled out her panties. I
don't know how she did it but as she was pulling the
second leg out of her soggy panties, the garment flew
from her hand and landed under the car. I saw the old
man inhaling the crotch of the white panties. Then
he handed the panties out to her. His hand fumbled and
landed straight on top of her pussy slit. Because his
finger was straight, it went right in...I think her
slit was wet with all that pre-cum from his cock soaked
in through the panties but I could be wrong. She did
what I expected her to. She screamed.

"Watch it man!" she snapped, "Look you didn't see and
now your finger is stuck in my fanny." She parted her
legs some more and pointed to his finger stuck right up
to his last knuckle deep down her pussy.

He didn't take it out straight as it had gone in but
twisted it and took his own sweet time. Anyway by that
time, my wife was a hell lot frustrated – her dress was
all messy with pre-cum all over, her pussy was bare,
her panties were a mess with a black stupid asshole of
a janitor and her hands were slippery with all the
free-flowing pre-cum from that bastard's cock. It
couldn't be worse than that, she must have thought! She
should have waited before thinking that.

The giant black cock with the purple head and the
never-ending supply of pre-cum was throbbing and
jerking wildly and my wife had trouble holding it
straight, let alone to wipe it all clean and dry. She
must have thought it would be easier to just straddle
the old man's legs to keep her balance. And she did
manage well for some minutes as she wiped the slippery
head of that purple cock. But the overhanging rather
long foreskin kept sliding back up and she had to peel
the black skin back and wipe again. But the wobbling of
the cock – well she was able to control that at least.

I think her bra was giving her some trouble or
something, so she got up slightly...and adjusted her
bra with her slime covered hands. From my camera lens –
oh did I forget to mention that I accidentally pressed
the record button and everything was being recorded but
I didn't know that fact at that point of time – she
looked like those porno flick sluts ready to descend on
the cock. Then the cock hit her on the leg, while still
standing she bent her body backwards (there was no
space in front anyway) and tried to hold the cock
straight with one hand while – scratching her what must
have been a little itchy pussy with her other pre-cum
smeared hand.

As I had hoped... err... expected she lost her balance
and fell down. I still can't understand how she fell
straight down; she should have flipped backwards and
landed on his feet. But somehow she fell, supported
herself by the car in front and just like a horror (for
the faithful husband in me) or a porno (for the
sexually charged voyeur in me) flick she descended down
and the thick long ebony shaft slicing through her bare
pussy.

I saw mesmerized as the old black janitor's cock eased
in effortlessly in my wife's tight husband-virgin
pussy.

"Aaaaahhhh," my wife screamed in pain (I think).

"Mister, what have you done? See what have you got into
me? I mean... got me into...." She sobbed in between
heavy breathing. I could see sheen of perspiration on
her face as she desperately tried to pull the black
cock out. She only succeeded in taking just half of the
baby-making one-eyed monster out of her pussy, when the
asshole thrust his buttocks up and embedded his cock to
the hilt once again.

"Don't do that mister... ehhh... it, it's gone inside
too deep... aahhh... I am... I am gonna take it out!"
she succeeded (with some effort as the cock was really
sticking to hey tiny pussy) in pulling the cock out
again...but five inches were still inside and the black
janitor again thrust his hips to push all of his fat
black old cock back in.

He didn't stop. Before my wife could pull it out again,
he started fucking her like a mad man. It's funny that
he was still "checking" the car and only lower half of
his body was sticking out. But he fucked my poor but
stupid wife relentlessly for 15 minutes and finally as
she involuntarily (I think) orgasmed with all that
massive pounding by the fat black cock. She arched her
back and gave a low scream and collapsed on the car.

The janitor continued his assault and triggered by my
wife's powerful orgasm gave one last push and I saw his
big black hairy balls spurting baby-making fertile
potent seed in my stupid wife's very cunning cunt. They
stayed intertwined (I mean the pussy and cock stayed
intertwined) for a few minutes and as my wife got up a
flood of white creamy goo started dripping from her
freshly fucked pussy.

My wife hurriedly wore her battered pre-cum soaked
underwear and straightened her dress. I had to quickly
stuff the camera in my briefcase, readjust my jutting
hard on and run out before she did. I managed to make
it appear as if I was just walking towards the garage
when I saw her step out. She looked at me and her eyes
again became like saucer pans.

"Oh honey," she rushed to me and holding my face in her
pre-cum stained hands, "They had to close down for some
emergency and the car is not ready yet. Don't worry; I
will pick it up tomorrow."

I thanked her and while we waited for the taxi to
arrive, I emailed my secretary to tell her that I
wouldn't be coming to work the next day. After all I
didn't want to miss any fun and besides, I was sure
tomorrow all the five "real" mechanics would be there
to service my wife... err... car.
END

Camilla Belle Bikini

Eric is in a relationship with the beautiful and loving
Stephanie but can't stop thinking about his male lover
Michael. (MMF, rom, bi)

***

Eric stood at the window. He stood there, looking at
the beautiful view. The bay was simply beautiful. He
suddenly felt a presence behind him.

He did not turn around because he already knew who it
was. He felt strong arms wrap themselves around him. He
turned around to look into the face of a tall, lean
young man with blond hair and pale blue eyes. His
lover, Michael. Michael planted a kiss on Eric's cheek
and nibbled at his ear.

"What are you doing?" Michael asked.

"Loving the view." said Eric.

Eric stood there, feeling safe inside Michael's arms.
He always felt safe with Michael. He remembered how
they met. He was a high school senior in the city of
Plymouth, Massachusetts. He was a member of the
football team. Michael was the Swim team star. They
became friends. Two eighteen-year old boys. At the
time, Eric was dating a girl named Carmen Bridgewater.

Michael was dating a girl named Laura Stone. Michael
broke up with his girlfriend and seemed quite bothered
by it. One night, he confessed to his best friend Eric
that he was not exactly heterosexual. He was a closeted
bisexual for most of his life and was about ready to
bust out of the closet.

Eric remembered the first time that he and his best
friend crossed the line that separated friends from
lovers. It was a cold, rainy night and the two of them
were walking together. Michael invited Eric to come up
to his room. The house was empty. Michael started to
take his clothes off the moment he walked in the room.
Eric watched him undress and was simply mesmerized.
Michael's body looked good. Eric found it oddly
appealing and did not know why.

He was cool with Michael being bi or whatever but Eric
considered himself to be on the straight side. Still,
watching Michael undress, Eric was beginning to feel
strange things. Michael stood facing Eric, wearing only
his boxers. He smiled at Eric and Eric came to him.
Drawn as if by magic. Michael kissed him and in that
moment, Eric's life changed. Their kisses deepened and
lengthened. The two of them caressed each other's
bodies.

Michael took Eric to bed and started licking the young
man from his head to his toes. He kissed him
everywhere. They rolled around on the bed, enjoying the
ecstasy that their bodies could create. Michael held
Eric's manhood in his hand and started to suck it. His
mouth brought Eric pleasures the likes of which he had
never dared imagine. When their bodies joined, a
sensation unlike anything on earth filled them both.
They made love so many times that night it was
fascinating.

Eric vividly recalled when Michael took him in his
powerful arms and put him down. He parted Eric's legs
and resumed sucking him, determined to draw out his
seed. When Eric exploded inside Michael's mouth, Eric
practically drained him. The two lovers embraced for
the umpteenth time that night. Thus a long affair
began. Eric and Michael were secretly seeing each other
for years. They were lovers. For the most part, Eric
was satisfied with the relationship until Michael
decided to come out of the closet. This was the end of
their relationship.

The breakup with Michael really bothered Eric. He took
comfort in the company and wisdom of his longtime
friend Stephanie. And eventually, their friendship
evolved into a special kind of love that astounded them
both. She had been surprised when he told her about his
relationship with Michael. Eric was not the kind of guy
she would have thought could be gay or bisexual. But he
was. She surprised herself by being not only his
greatest supporter and friend but also by becoming his
lover.

Eric was in his bedroom. He was there, and he was not
alone. He was there with his girlfriend, Stephanie.
Stephanie, his darling.

She stood there, clad in bra and panties. She looked
good. Outright sexy. She was not exactly an average-
looking young woman. Her hair was long and blond, her
eyes a pale blue. Her skin was light bronze from hours
at the tanning booth. She worked out a lot and it
showed. She stood there with her hands on her hips.
Tonight was the night. Their sex life was fun, most of
the time. Tonight they were gonna try something
different from their usual routine.

Eric had been with Stephanie for some time now. Twenty
months. She was a sweet woman from the town of
Plymouth. He was just a bloke from the city of Boston.
He was a computer system specialist. She was a
model/actress/waitress. He looked at her sexy body, and
liked what he saw.

"Like what you see?" she asked.

Eric smiled and nodded. She unhooked her bra and threw
it on the bed. She then removed her panties and he
looked at her neatly trimmed pussy. She stood there in
all her naked glory. Smiling seductively, she came to
him. Eric raised his arms and welcomed her to his side.
She kissed him full and deep and he caressed her face
and kissed her on the lips. She kissed his chest and
went down to his belly.

She held his cock in her hands and pumped it up. She
took his cock into her mouth and started licking it
like a friggin lollypop. He closed his eyes and tried
to enjoy himself as her warm mouth brought him
pleasure. She sucked him and he felt her mouth drawing
him out, bringing forth his seed from deep inside.

When he came, it was a surprise to the both of them.
She licked him clean of all his cum and sucked at his
balls. He grunted in pleasure when he felt her tongue
in his ass. She continued to do what she was doing
until he couldn't take it any more and busted all over
her face for the second time that night.

He whispered something in her ear and she giggled in
delight. She got up and went to a special box and took
out a couple of things. She took a bottle of Aloe Cream
and rubbed some on his erect cock and he rubbed some on
her spread ass cheeks. He gestured for her to turn
around and she complied, obediently getting on her
hands and knees.

Eric finished applying the cream on her cheeks and then
rubbed the head of his cock against her pink little
asshole. He slowly penetrated her. Slowly his cock
entered her ass. His cockhead popped inside her ass and
she grunted a bit. He saw her push back onto him and he
ached to go deeper into her. He went inside, it was
touch and go for a moment. He started to fuck her ass
slowly, taking care not to hurt her.

He thrust in hard and fast once he saw that she was not
only adjusting to the hard cock in her ass but also
taking a liking to it. He saw her fingering her pussy
and saw how wet she had gotten. He plowed into her ass,
hard and fast. She screamed in pain and pleasure as his
merciless prick plunged deep into her bowels. He fucked
her until he couldn't hold it anymore and came. His hot
cum shot out of his cock like a missile and flooded her
asshole.

"Ahhh!" she screamed.

Eric froze. " Are you alright, honey?" he asked.

Stephanie offered him a brave smile and nodded. His
cock remained hard inside her even after he came and
slowly he began to pull out. Stephanie reached for his
cock with her hand and put it against her pussy lips.
She looked at him, her eyes silently pleading. He
nodded and slid his cock inside her pussy.

He began to fuck her, slowly at first then he picked up
the pace. They made love like this for awhile then he
came again, filling her pussy with his seed. She
shrieked as his seed filled her womb and held him in a
tight embrace. Eric let himself go in her arms and
rested his head on her chest. She gently kissed his
forehead. Silently he mouthed his Thanks.

"What for?" she asked. "Don't you know that I love you,
Eric?"

Eric just smiled at her. She kissed him full and deep.
They lay in bed in each other's arms for a long time.
Eric fell asleep. Stephanie did not. She lay there,
looking at him. He looked so peaceful in his sleep. A
cute and simply adorable bastard.

She was very surprised when she fell in love with him.
He was a longtime friend of hers. They had known each
other for five years and been dating for twenty months.
He was simply the best guy she'd ever met. He was
usually a bit shy but she got through to him and he
made her feel some kind of special. She had never been
so in love. There was nothing she wouldn't do for him.

She surprised herself first by changing to please a man
and then allowing him to do things to her that she
would never have let anyone else do. Love was the only
explanation. She planted a kiss on his lips. He stirred
in his sleep and for a moment she feared that she had
woken him up. She just couldn't imagine life without
him. He was her whole world. Her universe. He was the
key to the universe inside her heart. And she was gonna
keep it that way.
END

A story about a young man's awakening to a new
sexuality. (MM, 1st-gay-expr, oral, bd, fisting)

***

So this is where it is going to go;

I am going to tell you about myself, my love for cock
and how I go about getting it. I am not a size queen
and I am not gay. If you were to give me the option of
sucking cock or eating pussy, I could not chose between
the two of them, if that makes me Bisexual, then that
is what I am.

My first sexual experience was with a woman, I was in
my mid-teens and so was she; in retrospect, she was the
initiator, taking me into her room and kissing me.
Things took the natural route for two hormone-charged
teens and before we knew it, the sun was coming up
indicating that it was morning and time for the walk of
shame.

My first gay sex was with a fellow that I worked with.
He and I had done some serious chatting about
sexuality. This was the summer following the first time
and I was having no luck getting laid and was very
horny. Levis was a nice person, openly gay but not
effeminate. He was willing to tell a quizzical youth
all the tricks of having sex with men and this youth
was open to all talks of sex! It was not too long
after, that during one of our talks; we got a little
drunk and being closer to his house went there for a
nightcap.

After another drink and some more chatting he made up
the couch for me to sleep (not wanting to debauch a
virgin boy, so he said) but being slightly drunk and
very randy, I continued to chat from the living room
with him, despite his warnings to the contrary. He said
that he would have to tie me down and beat me. Well,
something inside of me said, "Go ahead" and, well, he
did.

Before I knew what was happening I was bound and being
spanked, and loving it, because he kept reminding me of
my erection. It was also obvious that this binding of
me was something that he wanted as well. I could tell
this from his erection. His penis was a much bigger
version of mine and it was a very nice sight, dangling
in front of my face-I’m sure he wanted to see what I
would do with it-well I didn’t let him down as I opened
my mouth and let it slide into my throat.

With that one move I opened myself to a whole other
realisation, the feel of a cock sliding in and out of
my mouth has become something that almost daily I
crave. It was also something that he was looking for as
he stopped spanking me and took control of my mouth and
head; he started to tell me how to lick and suck a
cock, slowly around the head and under the rim,
splitting the pee slit and getting all of the sweet
precum that was my reward. He told me how to deep-
throat and to lick his balls. He showed me a few
techniques, and then had me perform them on him. He was
a wonderful teacher, as well as a lover.

By the time the sun was coming up, I was in love with
his cock. We fell asleep and when I woke, the first
thing that I did was to take his cock into my mouth and
wake him with all that I had learned during the night.
He responded and gave me a mouthful of cum that I
swallowed with relish, he bent down and gave me a kiss
and thanked me for the wonderful way that I woke him
up. We spent the next week together, with him showing
me all the different aspects of male love. By the end
of the week, I was his slave, willing to do anything he
asked me to, as long as I got his cock. He asked me if
I would like to meet some of his friends that were
coming that weekend, to which I answered most
absolutely.

The Friday approached, and the bunch of us went out for
dinner, just so that we could have a good time without
any actual sex getting in the way. The discussions were
many and varied from the upcoming elections, to the
strange weather, to the prevailing attitudes about sex,
drugs and rock and roll.

So we shuffled off in the direction of one of the clubs
that littered the area. On the way I gave Levis a
couple of those I want you looks and a deep loving kiss
to which he gave me a glance that promised a whole lot
when we got back to his place; little did I know we
would never get there.

We got to the club and immediately went to the dance
floor, shedding our coats on the way. The floor was
packed with writhing bodies and we joined in the
festivities with abandon, not knowing whom we danced
with and caring even less. As it turned out this was a
gay club. The atmosphere was heady and hedonistic as
the beat of the music took over and the floor pulsed
with a tribal rhythm. It was a little while after we
had been there that the wine started to take effect on
us.

The music and the wine had an almost magical effect on
each of us and we started to dance as shaman; soon we
had a large crowd surrounding us as we ground against
each other’s bodies. With the opening of a space into
which we could dance, the group of us were putting on a
show, and soon we had a few others join in-regulars or
so they said-and we were being guided into the dark,
back corner of the dance floor. In that corner of the
club, it was private and we continued our little show,
only now it was in earnest as the delicious feeling the
wine gave washed any sort of morals or embarrassment
away.

I was unbuttoning Levis’ shirt and pulling him to me
with the sleeves, as he got close enough to touch, I
snaked my tongue over his chest and down his belly. I
could feel someone's hands on my hips moving with the
music and reaching around to my belt, slowly undoing it
and snaking it out of the loops. As this was going on
behind me, I was getting more daring with my man in
front of me.

Levis was having his pants undone from unknown hands,
but I was still holding on to the front of him. It was
as if I had staked a claim to him, "no one touches him
until I am finished" seemed to be the unwritten but
understood rule for the moment anyway. As his pants
dropped to his ankles, his erect penis flopped out for
all to see, I could hear moans of approval and was
quite happy, as he was mine, or so I thought. I had no
idea that I was to be taking that cock and so much
more.

As his pants fell to the floor and he stepped out of
them, I dropped to my knees and started to tongue the
end of his penis, tickling the underside of it and
licking the sweet goo that was coming out the pee-slit.
I was giving him all the tricks he taught me, licking
the balls, running my tongue around just the head,
sucking just the head into my mouth and popping it out
over tight lips, I gave him one of the best blow jobs
ever, I could hear cheers of encouragement from the
small crowd that was gathered around us.

Levis was really getting into the attention to his
cock, when he came in my mouth. I let some of the cum
run out of my mouth and down my chin but swallowed the
most of it. I looked very slutty with a man’s sperm
running down my chin in a very public place!

Before I had a chance to do anything else there was
another cock in my view, this one attached to a body
that was very hairy and had quite the manly scent. I
had never encountered this before and it rather took me
aback, but only for a moment, as I was feeling very
randy and willing to do anything. Before that chance
arose, the group of us that had been shuffled to the
back corner were now moved again, this time to a
private room that seemed to be used for small parties
the like of which we had just started.

Hanging from the ceiling was something that I had no
idea what its purpose was; a leather strap and chain
apparatus that was shaped like the letter "A". Along
with Levis, myself and the large hairy cock, there was
about another dozen and half men; none of whom I knew,
but all had started to move around the apparatus to get
a better view of whatever they thought was about to
unfold.

By this time, I was totally out of my mind with desire,
quite probably from the wine but I did not care. I was
completely naked by this time and not the least bit
aware of my state. The group of men had started to look
to me as the centre of attraction, something that I
took as a compliment.

One of them, a very studly looking man had taken my
hand and led me towards the hanging leather sling. He
was telling me that this was a good thing and from the
feelings coursing through my body, it was going to be.
I told him that I was feeling no pain and he said that
he knew and everything was going to be OK, just let him
and Levis take care of me. I said ok and gave myself
over to the feelings.

They took me by my legs and shoulders and laid me into
the sling, my ass higher than my head and my legs up in
the air wrapped around the chains. The stud took out
some bracelets, wrapped them around my ankles and
hooked them to the chains so that I was unable to move
my legs. Levis did the same to my wrists, immobilising
my arms. While he was locking my arms, his cock dangled
in front of me and I tried to get it in my mouth.

That drew some applause from the gathered, now naked
crowd. I took this as a challenge and continued to go
for the hardening cock in front of me. Levis bent down,
kissed me and said that I was to relax and be a good
boy. He continued to tell me that I would get all the
cock that I wanted and then some, all I had to do was
ask for it.

I yelled out at the top of my voice, "Give me your cock
now, fuck me!" To which he slid his still hardening
cock in my mouth. The stud was running his hands over
my exposed ass and legs, every once and a while teasing
my balls with a finger or sliding one in my tight
asshole. The sensations when he did that made me tense
up and raise my ass off the sling. That also made the
cock in my mouth go deeper into my throat, I could feel
his balls on the bridge of my nose, I had never had
that much in my mouth but it felt like there was still
room for more.

The stud was continuing his exploration of my ass and
balls, only this time with his tongue. The sensations
were totally out of this world and I was soon
forgetting about the cock in my mouth. He had pushed
his tongue into my ass and was fucking me with the tip,
he had also slid a finger into my ass and with that was
stroking opposite of his tongue.

The feelings running through my ass were completely new
to me; Levis had never done that to me. The stud was
working another finger into my tight ass; he now had
three working their way up to the third joint. This was
something that was incredible, two men giving me their
complete attention in front of another 15 or so. Levis
was giving me all of his cock and I took it until, he
once again exploded in my mouth. I gulped and tried to
swallow it all but there was just too much, and it ran
down my cheek.

With his cock out of my mouth, I was able to pay more
attention to the feelings emanating from my groin. He
had worked another finger into the now slightly looser
asshole and had pulled out from somewhere a bottle of
what smelled like chemicals. He pulled his fingers out
of my ass and leaned up, stuck the bottle under my nose
and told me to breathe in deeply. The instant that I
had, the top of my head felt as if it blew off. At the
very same moment, his cock went into my ass and I was
in heaven!

I had thought that Levis had a big cock but this guy’s
was so much bigger, and he filled me right to the
bottom of my being. I could not feel his balls and was
wondering if he was all the way in when he started to
pull out. Slowly he removed his cock until only the tip
was still in and then he started to push back.

I met his push with a shove of my own and soon I could
feel his balls tickling my asscheeks and I was
completely full. When he knew that I was stuffed he let
it rest in my ass for a moment so that I could get used
to the stretch, while he waited someone else took
Levis’ place at my mouth. This was a new experience for
me, cocks when I wanted them.

I opened my mouth and snaked my tongue around his
balls, sucking one in. They were heavy, plum-like and
very hairy, again something that I had not run into
before. I let the ball pop out and continued licking
back to his ass, the taste was something else, a
combination of sweat, piss and that man scent that
comes from getting worked up. I revelled in the aroma
of this man and let him slid into my mouth. He had a
thick short cock that stretched my lips out around him
making me look like one of those plastic fuck dolls,
and boy did he fuck me!

There I was, slung between two cocks buried deep inside
me and loving it. We started to get a rhythm going so
that when one was in the other was out and it felt like
I was sliding along a pole-I am sure that is what it
looked like as well. It was not very long until the
cock in my mouth started to swell and spurt jism in my
throat, he was deep enough that I did not spill any
this time. The crowd of naked men around us had now
lined up next to my head waiting their turn to fill my
mouth. I was to suck cock for hours or so it seemed. At
the same time that my mouth was being used as a filling
station, my ass was getting some new attention.

The great looking stud that had buried himself deep
inside had come at the same time as the hairy guy,
filling me up. He had stepped aside and some new fellow
with a thinner cock had plunged in and was taking his
pleasure with my ass. He was going for the long haul,
taking deep strokes that I felt every inch of as they
filled me. After a couple of minutes of this long, deep
fucking, he came inside my ass.

The next person knocking at my ass took a different
approach, he started the same way as the first person,
fingering me and easily getting four in up to the
knuckles. At the same time as he was putting the fourth
digit in me someone had put that bottle of hair raising
stuff under my nose and said to breathe again,
muttering something about popping or something like
that. I was not listening all that well at that very
particular instance because as I took a breath there
was a tearing feeling in my ass as his whole hand
passed through my sphincter. If I could have screamed I
would have, the pain was something that was out of this
world. I could feel his hand flexing inside of me
stretching me a little at a time. It was after a few
moments of this slow stretching he was able to close
his hand into a fist and at that moment, all I could
see in front of my eyes were stars going off like small
fireworks.

The crowd of men had, by this time, used my mouth and
filled me or covered my chest with their sperm. I was a
sticky, slippery mess and I loved it! I am not sure how
many cocks I had sucked or how many times I felt
someone’s sperm hit my belly, but I am sure everyone
but one had used me. The only one that had not cum yet
was the fellow that was in my ass; he had greased up
his hand and arm and had taken up ownership of my ass.

He was sliding his arm into me with a rhythm that was
taking me to new heights of pleasure. I could feel the
ball of his fist as it slid in and out of my now
slacked asshole. The little bottle had made appearance
after appearance, and soon I was floating on a cloud of
pure sexual euphoria that few experience, I am sure.

By now unreal feelings centering on my ass were taking
me to levels of pleasure that I had never felt and one
that I had no desire to leave. I had stopped letting my
mouth get filled and focused all of my attention on the
sensations in and around my ass.

The crowd had thinned out and there was only Levis, the
great looking stud, the fellow with his arm up my ass
and one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen, attached
to a very hairy body. There had seemed to be some sort
of unspoken word as to the order of things now that
there was only the four of them left.

I was still hanging in the sling, my ass well greased
and I was able to slide my body weight and make the
whole thing swing. I told the big cock to stand by my
mouth and let him fill me up once I got swinging again.
I had gotten to like the situation that I was in and
revelled in the feelings of cock and fist running in
and out of my body.

Levis was helping me suck on the monster cock and balls
as well as kissing me, something that turned the
monster into a swelling, jerking mansicle. The stud and
the arm were working my ass over very nicely; they
would take turns reaching the bottom of my ass with
either of their appendages. After a while, they had
gotten an idea and soon they were both inside of me, a
beautiful thick cock and an arm that were working with
each other to get me to come.

This doubling up at both ends was just too intense for
any extended length of time, and before long the
mansicle, which Levis and I were sucking on exploded
giving us a nice thick cum washing over our faces. I
licked all of that cum off Levis and kissed him deeply
passing some to him.

The two in my ass had switched their approach to me and
now both of them had their arms in my ass. I did not
even feel the stretch that was needed for that to
happen, let alone know that it happened. It took a bit
of doing, but they had gotten a rhythm going where one
was pushing and the other was pulling out of my ass;
when their hands met at my sphincter, I could feel a
tug on my insides.

After what seemed like forever, they stopped, pulled
both of their hands out, waited a second to re-grease,
then joined their hands together, and pushed. The
colours that popped in front of my eyes were intense,
my own little firework show! The feeling of the two
fists, actually the one huge fist, was out of this
world. They really got into the final fucking of my
loose ass and buried themselves up to the elbow
alternating for the little push further until they both
were up to the mid bicep and I was in fisting heaven.

Let me tell you, that when two large fists work a
virgin ass for two or three hours, the feelings you are
left with are beyond words. I felt them let go of each
other’s hand and slowly the stud pulled his arm out,
leaving with a popping sound. The lovely man with the
fist finally pulled his hand out of my ass and let me
float back down to earth.

It took a few minutes but then Levis and the stud
removed me from the sling and wrapped me in a blanket.
Then we all got into the shower to remove the sweat and
cum from our bodies. After drying off and replacing our
clothes, I found out that the big hairy cock was the
owner of the club and the two that had my ass were
friends from dinner. We went out to the bar where the
owner poured us all a round of drinks and we chatted
for a while. By this time, the club had been empty for
a few hours and we were all alone, the owner
disappeared for a few moments and then returned with a
videocassette in his hand.

He said that all of the goings on in the sling room
were monitored on closed circuit television and taped
for insurance purposes. He also said that he had just
had one of the most intense sexual encounters in a long
time and wanted us to have a copy of the whole
experience.

Imagine my surprise when this all came out. I was now
on videotape in some strangers’ library for all to see
and there was nothing I could do about it. Now that is
another story!
END