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Changing Room

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I run a clothing store at a shopping center. Early one weekday morning, shortly after opening, a young man entered and said he was interested in buying a pair of jeans. Without paying much notice, I directed him to the back of store, where we keep a fairly large supply.

About 10 minutes later, with no other customers in the store, I decided to check up on him. I left Louise, an elderly woman who works for me, at the cash register and went to the back.

As I approached the man, he was sorting through clothes. He looked like a student from the nearby college. He was wearing a very short pair of shorts, a T-shirt and sandals. He had dirty blonde hair, and, I noticed, was lean yet well-built and quite good looking.

Now, the fact that he was good looking didn’t mean much to me. After all, I was old enough to be his mother — 49 years old, to be exact.

As I got closer, he was squatting down to look at some jeans on a low shelf. I looked at him and was shocked to see his penis hanging down from the edge of his shorts. He seemed oblivious to it. He pivoted toward me to look at another shelf, giving me an even better view.

I was stunned and immediately started to get a tingling I had not felt in some time. I had been divorced for seven years, and my love life was nonexistent. To tell you the truth, I had kind of sworn off men after the divorce, and basically didn’t think about sex.

But all of a sudden, here was a handsome young man flashing me — apparently unintentionally. His penis was very long and thick — much more so than my ex-husband’s. It seemed like I was staring at him for minutes, but it was really only a few seconds. He abruptly stood up, said he wanted to try on a few pairs of jeans he had selected, and asked where the changing room was. I said I’d show him.

I led him to the back corner of the store. We have two changing rooms with pull curtains. He went in and pulled the curtain, but it didn’t close all the way. Of course, with my appetite now whetted, I had to stand there and watch. He wasn’t wearing underwear. He dropped his shorts with his back to me, showing off a marvelously chiseled rear end. He also took off the T-shirt. He then slipped on a pair of jeans.

As he was about to come out of the room, I pretended I was rearranging clothes at a nearby rack. As I watched him out of the corner of my eye, he went to a mirror and looked at the jeans. He then called me over.

My eyes immediately went to his now-bare chest. As I said, he was quite well built, with a deep suntan. He may have been just a kid, but he was hunk! I felt flush and was surprised by my response.

For his part, he was totally nonchalant. He asked how I thought the jeans fit. They were clearly too big. I moved to his left side and with my left hand pulled the pants away from his waist to demonstrate. As I did so, I caught a glimpse of his pubic hair. I looked up at him. He just smiled and said, “Okay, let me try another pair.”

At this point, I was really starting to get hot. I couldn’t imagine that this guy was interested in me. While I am attractive, with dark hair and large boobs, I have put on a few pounds. And I was wearing a plain blouse and a knee-length skirt. But I figured, at least I can enjoy the view.

He went back in the changing room. Again the curtain was slightly open. I quickly looked around. No one else had come to the back of the store. I moved to my right, near another rack of clothes, to get a better angle to see the young man. He slipped off the jeans.

As he reached for the next pair, he turned slightly, and I got a view of his cock from the side. I could not believe how big it was. While he was a well-built guy, his cock was disproportionately large.

He slipped on the pants and pulled open the curtain. I immediately acted as if I was folding clothes. He walked toward me and said, “How about these?”

They were tight. Extremely tight. The outline of his long, thick cock was clearly visible down the leg of the pants. He had to be aware of it. I was beginning to think he was teasing me.

I looked at his waist – and his bulge – for a few seconds and said, “A little bit too snug, don’t you think?” Again he gave me an innocent smile.

I asked him what size the pants were, and he said he wasn’t sure. I walked behind him and put my fingers inside the waistband, trying to pull it back to see the tag inside. But there was no give.

At that point, he unbuttoned the pants and pulled down the zipper to give me more room. I saw that it was a size 30 waist. I also saw the top of his lovely rear end.

“I think you need a size 32,” I said. He turned around, without pulling up his zipper. I automatically glimpsed down – I couldn’t help myself. His blond pubic hair was sticking out of the zipper. I quickly looked back up at his face and noticed he had beautiful blue eyes. He smiled again.

Now I was sure he was teasing me, and I wondered how far he was willing to go. He said he thought he had a size 32 in the changing room. He went back and, to my total disappointment, pulled the curtain all the way. After a minute, he stuck his head out of the curtain and said, “No, there’s not a size 32 here. Can you get me one? I’ve already pulled off the jeans.”

I brought the pants over to him and said, “Here,” reaching my hand toward the curtain. He pulled the curtain open about half way and stood in the opening, completely naked. He looked at the tag on the pants. I looked at him.

He was acting as if I wasn’t there. I gave up any pretense of looking away. I stared at his beautiful cock. He liked being looked at. His cock started to swell. He said, “Oh, my.” I didn’t say anything.

His cock bounced to life, jutting up almost perpendicular to his body. He put down the pants, looked down at his penis and then looked at me. I walked all the way into the changing room and pulled the curtain.

I got down on my knees and reached my hands out to his cock. He immediately groaned and sank into a bench at the back of the small room. Here I was, a middle-aged woman, totally dressed, on my knees stroking the cock of a young adonis. I had never seen such a large cock, never mind stroked one. I leaned forward and put him in my mouth. It had been a long time, and I never much liked giving head. But this was thrilling in a way nothing else had ever been. I started going up and down on that magnificent cock. It didn’t take long. He soon erupted, and I eagerly swallowed it all.

It suddenly dawned on me what I had done. I don’t know what had come over me. I quickly got up and peaked outside the curtain. No one was there, thank God. He looked up at me and reached out, gently trying to pull me toward him. But I was too spooked to do anything. “Maybe another time,” I said hurriedly, and quickly walked out of the changing room.

I went to the front of the store. Louise was still at the cash register. I went into a small restroom behind the counter, closed the door most of the way, and peaked out. The young man walked to the front of the store, looked around and left.

After closing and locking the door, I fingered myself to the biggest climax I ever had.

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Pulling The Bridal Train

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Mary sat looking into the large mirror that rose above the antique dressing table and smiled at her image in the glass. She looked stunning with her golden blonde hair flowing down out of the wispy wedding veil, framing her creamy white cheeks in an almost angelic halo. Her silky white wedding dress dipped down in the front revealing her milky cleavage and she felt her breasts rising as her breathing grew short. Her nipples, always sensitive, reacted to her thoughts and rose up creating dimples in the otherwise smooth cloth that barely covered her breasts. She smiled at the sight, enjoying the idea of all of her guests seeing her like this.

It was still two hours before her wedding would start. Two hours and she would become Mrs. Greg Stevens. Her hair was not yet done up into the hairstyle she had chosen and she still had to put her makeup on, but still she was beautiful. Her face glowed with the inner happiness of knowing that a wonderful life was ahead of her. Greg was a kind and gentle man, who took her as she was and didn’t wish to change her. He was handsome, successful and very good in bed. Best of all he enjoyed her sluttish nature as much as Mary herself did. Mary smiled at herself and her own thoughts, beaming with delight as she studied herself in the mirror.

“Radiant!” Becky, her long time friend and bridesmaid, said as she looked over Mary’s shoulder. “You are radiant.”

“Well I’m supposed to be, aren’t I? In two hours I’ll be Mrs. Stevens. Newly married and headed to Paris for my honeymoon.”

“Paris is tomorrow honey. You spend tonight at the Palace Hotel, in the bridal suite.”

“Yeah, and what a night it’s going to be too!” Mary smiled broadly, showing her perfect white teeth before she turned serious and looked at her friend. “Can you believe I am actually nervous? I thought it was the groom that was supposed to be sweating.”

“Maybe you need something to take your mind off of it for a while. Want me to arrange something for you?”

“Ooh, you nasty girl. What did you have in mind?” Mary grinned at her friend.

“Well, let me get rid of your mother first. I’m sure that whatever I can come up with she’ll not approve.” Mary’s mother was the one who had insisted on having the wedding in a church, performed by her minister. Mary’s lifestyle really didn’t mesh very well with the traditional religious views, but she had given in to her mother, mostly because fighting would be futile anyway.

“That would be a start. She has been driving me crazy today. Where is she now anyway?”

“The caterer arrived and she is down stairs making their life a living hell.” Becky laughed. “They will probably kiss me when I send her off on an errand. Now let’s see. What do we need that’s important enough to require her personal care?”

“Here, ” Mary said taking off one of her shoes and twisting the heel roughly finally breaking if from the shoe, “send her down to the bridal shop to get this fixed.”

Becky laughed and took the broken shoe. “Perfect, perfect. It’ll take them a while to fix it. She won’t be back until just before the wedding starts.”

Just then a knock sounded on the door to the dressing room. “Are you decent in there?” A deep baritone voice called through the closed door. Greg’s father had the most sensuous voice Mary had ever heard and she felt a tingle start between her legs just from hearing his voice.

“Yes, but you can come in anyway.” She called out causing Becky to playfully slap her shoulder as the door opened.

Carl Stevens was a little taller than his son Greg, but had the same rugged good looks and the same large hands. Mary could only imagine that his cock was as big and beautiful as his son’s. The thought brought her nipples back to full attention and she smiled as he entered the room.

“Hi Carl, what’s up?” Mary said, taking the time to let her eyes drift down over his muscled chest, past his trim waist and onto the bulge in the tuxedo pants that he was wearing.

“Just checking to see if everything is okay.” Carl said, smiling at his son’s fiance as he noted her checking him out. She was beautiful and if half of what Greg said about her was true, then Carl was looking forward to having her in the family.

Becky held up the shoe. “Actually I was just about to send Linda on an errand. Would you like to stay here and keep Mary company until I get back?”

“Sure, no problem at all.” Carl felt his cock twitch inside his pants at the thought of being alone with Mary, even for a few minutes. Nothing had ever happened between them, but the sexual tension had been there for a long time. He shook his head, how could he think that, it was his son’s wedding day! And here he was thinking about a quicky with the bride.

Mary noted the twitch in Carl’s pants and smiled broadly. She had wanted to have him since the first time Greg had taken her to meet his parents. The opportunity had never arisen, however, but now she thought he might just be the distraction she needed. As Becky slipped out of the room, closing the door behind her, Mary twisted in her chair, pulling her legs out from under the dressing table. Her wedding gown was long in the back, trailing back into a long formal train, but the front was cut short enough to reveal her knees and as she turned she purposefully spread her legs and pulled the dress up just a little hoping to give Carl a flash of panty. Carl saw her turn and saw her skirt ride up but from his standing position he could only see about four inches above her knees. He smiled at her and moved to sit down on a small folding chair in front of her, hoping to improve his view.

As soon as he sat down Mary caught him off guard by raising one foot and setting it into his lap. “Would you mind rubbing my foot? Those shoes have made it sore.” She pouted, pursing her beautiful lips and batting her eyelids slowly. It was corny and Mary was sure that Carl saw right through it, but she didn’t care, it got his big firm hands onto her and that was what she wanted.

Carl started massaging her foot gently. He had definitely improved his view by sitting down and now he was able to see just a hint of white between her legs. Mary shifted in her seat, scooting down just a little, pushing her foot farther onto Carl’s lap and in the process she managed to spread her legs even wider and push her dress up a little farther. Carl almost choked. He could easily see her panties, even the small mounds made by her pussy lips were clearly visible. He continued stroking her foot, moving his hands up over her firm calf, loving the feel of her skin under his fingers.

Mary groaned a low moan of intense pleasure and leaned back slightly. She felt her pussy heating up and knew that she was getting wet. She hoped that Carl could see her panties, that he would notice the wet spot growing between her legs, maybe even smell the aroma of her sex as her excitement grew. She dropped her eyelids almost shut and watched him as he massaged her. He moved her foot deeper into his lap, letting his hands flow up her leg past her knee and onto her silky thighs before drawing them back down to her ankle. She stretched her foot a little pressing it into the growing bulge in his trousers, feeling his cock with her toes and he groaned in pleasure. Mary smiled and pulled her foot from his lap causing him to look up in alarm suddenly hoping he had not offended her. Maybe he had gotten the wrong signal. But his fears were allayed when she lifted her dress up, showing him her wet panties.

“Now you’ve done it Carl. Look at that, I’ve made my panties all wet. Will you help me get them off? I mean I can’t wear them like this. I suppose I’ll just have to go without.”

Carl grinned and immediately knelt in front of her. He let his hands slip up the outside of her creamy thighs to the thin strings that held her panties on. He pulled the wisp of material down slowly, inch by inch. His eyes never left her crotch as he breathed in her intoxicating fragrance. Her sex was in full bloom and as he lowered her panties farther he saw her swollen lips slightly parted below her carefully trimmed blonde pubic hair. Her clit was erect and flushed red with her excitement. As he continued to remove her panties he leaned forward and nuzzled her dripping pussy with his nose and mouth, drinking in her rich aroma, tasting her sweet juices on his lips.

Mary couldn’t take anymore so she dropped her dress down over his shoulders and pulled his head into her pussy. “Oh, yes, Carl. Eat me, lick my pussy, make me cum with your mouth. Mmm, I need to cum so bad. Oh yes, yes, fuck me with your tongue.” It felt so wicked to be doing this. Letting her fiance’s father lick her pussy in a church on her wedding day. Her mind reeled with the sheer eroticism of what she was doing. She felt like such a wonderful slut and she knew that Greg would be pleased when she told him the story.

Carl swirled his tongue into her pussy, letting it part her lips gently and then lifting it to flick it over her clit then quickly back down to stab into her sweet hole and taste her juices. His cock was fully erect now and uncomfortable inside his pants, but he wasn’t about to stop for fear that she would not let him resume. He sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue as he gently bit it and then he released her clit and sucked her engorged pussy lips letting her nectar flow into his mouth. He could tell that she was near orgasm from her breathing and the force her hands were putting on his head, but he didn’t let up. Instead he increased his assault, laving her obscenely and smearing her juice all over his face and bringing her to an intense climax that almost caused her legs to buckle.

She had just regained some of her composure when she heard the door to the dressing room open and then shut quietly. She looked up and saw Becky standing by the door grinning like a Cheshire cat. She raised a finger to her mouth, motioning for Becky to be quiet. Her friend took the hint quickly and stood without a sound watching as Carl performed his artistic cunnilingus.

Mary smiled at her friend and then looked back down at Carl. “Yes baby, that was so good, suck my pussy, make me cum again and again. You can do it, be my big daddy, fucking his daughter-in-law. I’m going to love being a part of your family. Oh, god, I need you to fuck me. Come up here and give me your cock, put your cum in my pussy so Greg can lick it from my pussy tonight, our wedding night. I want him to suck your cum from my pussy and to know where it came from. Please, oh please, fuck me now. Fuck me in my wedding dress. Oh yes, yes, yes.”

Carl was a little surprised by Mary’s coarse language but it just served to make him hotter. Finally he couldn’t take it anymore and he rose up in front of her. He grabbed her hair roughly and kissed her full on the lips, pressing his tongue into her willing mouth. As they kissed Becky moved a low coffee table around into a better position. Finally Mary and Carl broke the kiss and Carl realized they weren’t alone. He blushed and began to stammer an apology, but Mary grabbed his hand and held him tight, keeping him from leaving.

“It’s okay. She is a good friend. Now, are you going to fuck me or not?”

Carl stared at her and then looked over at Becky. Surprise and shock fought arousal on his face but finally his sexual needs won out. He watched as Becky helped Mary lay down on the coffee table, hiking her dress up around her waist and spreading her legs wide. Carl shook his head for a half second and then smiled and reached down and opened up his pants. He took out a cock that was longer and thicker than his son’s and he wasted no time moving between Mary’s legs and pushing his cock deep into her wet and ready pussy.

Mary gasped at the size of his cock and then smiled up at him. “Oh yeah, fuck me good with that big cock!” She moaned out as she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him even deeper into her. It wasn’t the biggest cock she had ever had but it was big enough and she moaned loudly as he pushed himself deep into her waiting sex. They began to fuck wildly as Becky watched, smiling. They were so engrossed in their sex that they didn’t hear the soft knock on the door. Becky did and she quickly moved to intercept whoever was out there. It was Paula, Mary and Becky’s friend and fellow adventurer. Becky quickly pulled Paula into the room, pressing her hand over her mouth as she did and then an evil idea welled up in Becky and she grinned at her friend.

“You stay here and guard the fort while they fuck.” Becky whispered to Paula, “I’m going to see if anyone else wants to join the party.” Paula grinned at her mischievous friend but nodded and smiled at her. Becky slipped out the door and then made her way downstairs to where the caterers were setting up. After she was gone Paula locked the door and then went to Mary’s side and knelt down. She leaned over her friend and kissed her gently on the lips. Once again Carl was surprised and he almost panicked when he realized that the girl beside them was not Becky. This was starting to get a little weird, who would show up next? Not his wife, he hoped, but he was almost to the point of climax and couldn’t stop. Besides the sight of Mary and Paula kissing was a great turn on for him. He continued to fuck Mary, pumping into her with renewed vigor and eliciting small animalistic groans and grunts from her as his cock hammered into her pussy. Paula heard a light knock on the door and went to answer it just as Carl began to cum.

“Oh fuck, Mary, you are such a beautiful little slut. I’m cumming, do you want me to cum inside you?”

“Yes, fuck, yes, put your cum in my pussy. I want to feel your cum inside me as I walk down the aisle.”

It was too much for Carl and his cock exploded deep into her hole. He slammed forward, pressing as deep into her as he could and let his balls empty themselves into the hot confines of her womb. He stayed that way for a long minute, relishing the release of orgasm and then as his cock began to soften he pulled out.

“Next!” Becky had returned to the room and she pulled Carl away from Mary and a thin young man from the caterers stepped in and rammed his cock deep into Mary without any warning. Mary’s eyes went wide as she realized that the room was actually full of men with their cocks out, standing in a line to fuck her. She smiled and mouthed a silent “I love you” to Becky and then concentrated on the boy between her legs. He fucked her hard and fast and all too quickly he began to add his cum to Carl’s.

Immediately another man dressed in a dark suit stepped up. He was an older man, in his late forties or early fifties, but he hadn’t forgotten how to use his cock. He moved inside her, not just pounding, but really fucking her and Mary felt herself flow into her second orgasm of the day. The man between her legs felt her orgasm explode inside her pussy and was unable to hold back. He drove his cock deep into her messy hole and let loose a huge load of cum. Her pussy was so full of cum already that it began to leak back out of her used pussy, flowing down her thighs and over her round ass cheeks.

She moaned in erotic ecstasy as another young man wearing a tuxedo slipped between her spread legs and drove his cock into pussy. Becky came to her side as she was fucked again and Mary managed to grunt up to her friend.

“Who are all these men I’m fucking?”

“Wedding guests that got here early, caterers, and three guys from the wedding band. That’s the guitar player whose doing you right now. I’ve got fourteen men and two women who want to fuck you. Greg’s sister, Lynn, is here too. Are you up for it?”

“Mmm, yeah, you are the best Beck. Give me Lynn next, let her lick my pussy, ‘kay.”

“Sure baby, no problem.” Becky went to arrange the guests and noticed Carl sitting at the dressing table, his jaw hanging loose as he watched his son’s fianc‚ taking each man in turn. She stopped by him and grinned. “She is quite the little slut isn’t she?”

“She is beautiful. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in my life.” He said still staring at Mary.

“Yeah, I know.” Becky said with a smile.

When the guitarist had at last emptied his load into Mary’s swollen and very messy pussy, Becky guided a sweet looking girl with light red hair between Mary’s legs. The girl hesitated for just a second and then dove forward lapping at Mary’s dripping slit. She sucked and licked for all she was worth and bringing Mary to another orgasm. Becky saw her friend climax and then gently eased Lynn up and away, letting another man take her place. Lynn, leaned over and kissed Mary on the lips, letting her taste her own pussy juice on her face and tongue.

“Love ya sis!” Lynn said softly and then moved away as the next man began to fuck Mary with abandon.

He fucked her quickly and only took a couple of strokes before he filled her pussy with his cum and was quickly replaced by the next man in line. Then one of the men in line got a little impatient and he pressed his cock into her mouth. Mary took it down her throat easily, sucking him eagerly, and quickly bringing him off. She tried hard to swallow the huge load of cum that he shot into her mouth but some dribbled down her cheek. Paula was there immediately, licking the cum from her face, and keeping it from getting on her dress. Another saw what Paula was doing and stepped forward. He lifted Mary’s shoulders up and gently unzipped the back of her dress. Carefully he helped Mary pull her arms from the sleeves and then pushed it down. This not only kept it away from the cum on her face it also exposed her heaving breasts and the helpful man quickly knelt beside Mary and began to suckle her nipple.

Another man took his place in her mouth. He wasn’t quite all the way hard and Mary tasted pussy juice and cum on his cock as she sucked it. It only took a few minutes before his cock was hard again and he moved back into line to await his next turn at her pussy.

The next man who stepped up leaned forward and kissed her gently even though she already had another cock in her mouth. “Would you mind if I fucked your ass?” He asked her gently.

She shook her head around the cock and tried her best to smile at him. He apparently understood and raised both of her legs high in the air. He dipped his cock into her sloppy pussy once to lubricate it and then slowly began to push it into her ass. She moaned around the cock in her mouth as she felt her dark hole spread apart and allow the man’s cock to slide inside. He groaned at the heat and tightness of her ass and she playfully squeezed his cock inside her. It was too much for him and even though he had only just begun to fuck her he came hard, filling her bowels with his seed.

The next man didn’t ask permission, he simply lined his cock up with her now dripping ass and pushed inside. Mary screamed in pleasure as she felt the assault but the cock in her mouth muffled her cries. The new man lasted longer and was able get into a steady rhythm fucking her ass. The second woman, an older lady with just a hint of gray in her hair knelt beside Mary and began to lap at her pussy as the man continued to pound into her ass. Soon Mary felt another orgasm rising from deep inside her and she relaxed and let her climax sweep her along. After that it was just a progression of men choosing to fuck either her sloppy ass or her sloppy pussy and a few women or men sucking her pussy or tits. Each man after he finished fucking her pussy or ass would move up and push his cock into her mouth letting her lick and suck her own juices from them. She lost count of the men who fucked her but she was sure that it was more than the fourteen that Becky had promised, finally the last man shot his cum deep into her pussy and pulled out. Becky and Paula shooed the men from the room telling them that it was time to get Mary ready for the wedding and then the three girls were alone.
“Wow, that was fantastic!” Mary said once she had caught her breath. “I don’t know how many orgasms I had, but I feel great!”

“Not just a little sore?” Paula asked smiling.

“Mmm, maybe a little, but it’s feels great!”

“Well the ceremony starts in thirty minutes so we better get you ready.” Becky said, already fussing with Mary’s hair.

They worked quickly and right on time Mary’s hair and makeup was done and her mother showed up with her shoe fixed and ready to go.

“Oh dear you look so beautiful. My sweet innocent daughter! What am I going to do without you?” Linda began to sniffle and she didn’t really understand why Becky and Paula giggled and turned away quickly.

The music started and Mary, walking a little bowlegged, and Becky quickly headed down the stairs to get into position. Mary’s father, old and stodgy but terribly sweet, waited to give her away and Mary wondered if he could smell the sex that was still wafting up from her used pussy. In a dream Mary floated down the aisle, all eyes were fixed on her and soft murmurs of “Oh how beautiful she is,” followed her as she made her way to Greg and his best man, waiting with the minister. As she drew nearer she looked up and with just a little start realized that the minister was one of the men who had fucked her less than an hour ago. Some of the cum that was leaking down the insides of her thighs was probably his. She couldn’t wait to tell Greg she had fucked the minister, and Carl, and so many others. She couldn’t wait to let her husband eat their cum from her pussy and then fuck her good.

The minister smiled at her and a tinge of red showed in his cheeks but she smiled and winked at him. When the ceremony was through she kissed Greg passionately and then whispered into his ear.

“You’ll never guess what I did today. But I’ll tell you all about it once we’re alone.”

Greg just smiled and kissed her again. “I’m looking forward to hearing about it.” He said as they turned and were presented to the guests. Mr. and Mrs. Greg Stevens!

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Mall Parking Lot Blow Job

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Nick was sitting in the middle of the mall while his wife was shopping watching a boring football game. As they showed a cutaway of the cheerleaders he laughed to himself…”Stephanie is such a frigid bitch. Why in the hell did I ever marry her?”

Just then he felt a feminine hand touch his back and turned to see a very sexy girl in a black skirt and tight spandex top, she had blonde hair and the other girl with her was a brunette and she was wearing a very flimsy sundress. “Excuse me?”

“May I help you,” Nick asked eyeing up the two women.

“I need to ask you a question,” the blonde said to him.

“Go ahead,” Nick said.

“I’m Amanda, this is Kellie, we are trying to get into a sorority and we need your help,” the blonde said.

“How can I help you ladies?” Nick asked raising and eyebrow as he hoped his afternoon was about to get a whole lot more interesting.

“Well this is kind of forward,” Amanda said with Kellie smiling sweetly standing, behind her.

“Be forward,” Nick said getting up and turning to face the two women.

“Well, we need to take you out to your car and get you to strip naked and Kellie will give you a blow job in the backseat while I sit up front and observe to make sure she doesnt cheat,” Amanda said to him.

“You look like there is something else that you aren’t telling me,” Nick said when he observed an odd look on Kellie’s face.

“Yeah after you cum you have to come around and open my door before you get dressed…kinda like being a gentleman to a whore,” Kellie said quietly her face starting to darken to a blush.

“So do you think you’re up to it, stud?” Amanda asked him.

Nick smiled broadly at the two women and asked them, “Are you serious?”

“Hell yes,” Kellie said.

“Then I am definately up to it,” Nick said adjusting his jeans to hide his hard on to the best of his ability.

“Then take us to your car, stud,” Kellie said as she walked past him and started wagging her finger for him to follow her.

Nick took a quick look back at the dress store and realized that this wife was nowhere to be found. Then he followed the two women as they walked toward the exit of the mall.

Once in the parking lot the two girls fell in behind Nick as he led them to his wife’s brand new Honda Civic…At that moment a thought popped in his head and he thought, “What if Steph walks out and catches me right in the middle of this?”

Then Kellie reached over and stroked his hard on through his pants and he forgot about Steph immediately. He pulled out his keys and opened the door, Amanda smiled as she watched Nick and Kellie slide into the backseat. Nick was behind the driver side seat and Kellie was behind the passenger side seat. Amanda then sat down in the front passenger side seat and looked back at Nick. “Ok, big boy, strip down,” Amanda demanded.

Nick took off his shirt and Amanda said, “Give me your clothes as you take them off.”

“Sure,” Nick said as he handed her his shirt. Both women watched carefully as he next removed his shoes and handed them to Amanda who smiled as she noticed Kellie lick her lips. As Nick’s hands started to unbuckle his belt both women’s eyes followed them. It was obvious he was hard and he wasn’t even naked yet. Soon he removed his pants and underwear and handed both of them to Amanda who giggled as she looked at the man’s eight inch hard on waving in the air in the cramped back seat of the car.

“Socks off too,” Kellie said. “You have to be completely naked. That was how I cheated last time.”

“Oh, ok,” Nick said as he removed his socks. Once Amanda had his socks, Nick looked at Kellie expectantly.

“Lean back,” Kellie told him.

“Aren’t you going to get undressed?” Nick asked.

“You are only getting a blow job, stud. Not full blown sex,” Kellie smiled at him.

“Oh ok,” Nick said leaning back. Slowly Kellie lowered her mouth over his hard cock. Nick groaned in pleasure and closed his eyes. Kellie’s mouth began to slide up and down his cock faster and faster and Nick slowly opened his eyes to see that Amanda was looking straight at the action that was going on between his legs. He smiled at her and Amanda smiled back. Without warning Kellie’s hand went to Nick’s balls and started massaging them. Nick groaned loudly as Kellie started to pick up speed with her mouth.

“Jesus, you’re good at this,” Nick said to her.

Kellie took her mouth of his cock long enough to say, “I love sucking dick! Might as well be good at it!”

Kellie slowly slid her mouth back over his cock until it slid down the back of her throat and her lips touched his hairy nuts. Nick groaned out, “Fuck, that’s amazing!”

Amanda spoke up and asked, “You’ve never been deep throated before, have you?”

“Oh my God, no,” Nick gasped.

Amanda said, “Kellie, make him lose his load with your throat since he likes it so much!”

Kellie started really working his cock and deep throated him several times.

“I’m going to cum!” Nick yelled.

“Oh, yeah,” Amanda said from the front seat. “Blow your hot load into her sexy mouth

“Ohhhhh, God,” Nick groaned as his cum came shooting out from the head of his cock and deep into Kellie’s throat as she swallowed each and every drop. Then while his cock was still sensitive Kellie, kept on sucking until there was no cum at all left in his balls. As his cock started to go limp she slowly slid her mouth off his softening cock. While she still continued to lick the small drips of cum that were still oozing from the head of his cock.

Nick lay his head back on the seat and Amanda said, “Wait a sec, buddy, you don’t get to rest just yet. She just gave you a super blow job, now get out of the car and open the door for her like a lady.”

“Yeah, I was just trying to catch my breath,” Nick said to her.

“Now,” Kellie said as she sat up and stared at him.

Nick quickly got up and got out the driver side door and went around the car, but as he got out he heard keys jingle. When he got around to passenger side to open the door he found that it was locked and Kellie was just sliding into the driver’s seat. Amanda cracked the window and said, “Sorry, gotta go, thanks for the car!”

Then Kellie jammed the gas and they sped away with Nick’s wife’s car and Nick’s clothes and he quickly realized that he was standing naked in the middle of the mall parking lot.

He lowered his hands to cover his cock and realized that he was very exposed and really had no way to hide or cover anything. He dashed into the row of cars and crouched down.

Then he heard a sound that chilled him to his very soul, Steph’s voice rang out, “Nick, where are you?”

Nick crouched lower as he realized that his wife was looking for him and he was completely naked, and two college girls had just stole her car.

Nick heard the click of shoes on the pavement beside the car he was crouching in front of and when a high heeled shoe hit the ground in front of him he slid his eyes all the way up to Steph’s cold cruel eyes staring down at him.

“I’m betting that there is a perfectly logical explanation for why you are naked out here in the middle of the mall parking lot, isn’t there?” she asked him.

“No, not really,” Nick said to his wife.

Just then the Honda pulled up behind the car where Nick had been hiding. Steph looked over and said, “I see you met Amanda and Kellie, got you!”

“Shit,” Nick said, “so this was all a set up?”

Stephanie walked over and got in the car with the girls then she said, “No actually, you still have to find a way home, naked!” Then as the car drove away, Nick stood in horror as he grasped the gravity of the situation.

“How am I going to get home?” Nick wondered, as he lowered his hands exposing his full nude body to the sun.

Just then an SUV with the word “Security” written on it pulled up behind where Nick was standing and he just thought his day was getting bad….

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Short Skirt

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“That’s not short!” Snorted our new friend Ian, as my wife paraded in front of us. Joy stopped and looked at us all. I was sat grinning and Sarah, Ian’s wife was too.

“You said you were going to wear a short skirt to the party” Ian continued to wind up my wife.

My wife stood before us in a blue suit with a skirt about 2 inches above her knees. It showed her long legs off really well and I knew she felt good in it.

“Not short enough eh?” She shot back at him, “you just wait!” With that she stormed from the hotel room and disappeared.

The three of us laughed as she left and wondered what would happen next. It had all started when we arrived at the hotel a week back to find that there was a celebration party in the hotel for the guests. It was the tenth anniversary for the present owners and they were having a lavish bash.

We had met Ian and Sarah early on and got on really well with them. I had watched Ian looking longingly at Joy from our first meeting. He kept stealing looks down her cleavage and at her legs whenever he had a chance.

One night after sex, I quizzed my wife about him.

“Would you fuck Ian if you got a chance?” I ventured.

“Mmm maybe” she replied and I got hard again…

The skirt thing had started because we had all been talking about what to wear. Ian had badgered her into wearing a “Short” skirt and Joy had said she had intended too. Ian clearly thought it wasn’t short enough!

When Joy came back into the room we all sat stunned. She had cleverly pinned the skirt up until it was just decent enough to go out in, if you had the bottle!

“Now you’re talking girl!” Grinned Ian, “fabulous legs!”

“Like it?” Joy queried as she strutted in front of us.

Ian and I just ogled my wife and it was Sarah who spoke.

“Wear that and you might get more than you expect!”

We all giggled and Joy said, “OK, this then” and left the room.

I was a little embarrassed and glanced across at Sarah. She had slipped a hand into her man’s lap and was gently stroking his erect cock through his trousers.

Sure enough, on the night of the party Joy wore the skirt. When we entered the ballroom, we spotted Ian and Sarah right away. Joy was watched by most of the men present as we moved over to Ian’s table. He watched her intently, his eyes fixed on her long legs.

The party was filled with guests some in nice revealing outfits like Joy’s but none quite as short.

Sarah had a cocktail dress on which exposed her nice cleavage. It wasn’t long before the dancing started and Ian monopolised my wife neatly. At one point Sarah leant over to me and said, “I think my husband wants to fuck your wife.”
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Wife Learns To Make Creampies

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As we prepared for my upcoming office party, Tammy looked for some pie recipes.

Tammy is my wife and she also happens to be absolutely beautiful.

As she looked through her cookbooks, she kept frowning.

“I can’t find any good recipes. They all seem so average.”

I told her to try the Internet for some ideas. She wanted to bake a cream pie or something like it for the party. She sat down at the desk and began typing.

I heard her say, “Oh my gosh!”

When I turned and looked at the computer screen, there were some pornographic pictures on it.

“I don’t know what I did?” she said.

I looked at her search and she had spelled “creampie”. I told her that she had left off a space between the two words.

A creampie must be something that is X-rated. I also noticed that she still hadn’t closed out the search. In fact, she seemed mesmerized by it instead.

“Can you believe this stuff? It says here that a creampie is when a man ejaculates inside a woman and then they watch it drip out,” said Tammy.

I leaned over her shoulder and hoped that the topic would get her excited. I knew we had plenty of time to fool around and I was always ready.

I said I wanted to see what she was looking at also.

As she scrolled through, she stopped and clicked on a site and said, “Let’s see what this is all about?”

This was unusual for her. Tammy and I never looked at porno on the computer together. I could tell that this was getting to her. I figured I’d make a move on her soon.

The site that she had clicked on had pictures of beautiful women who had semen running out of them.

When she saw a picture of a woman squatting over the mouth of another woman, she said, “Oh that is so nasty. Can you imagine being the woman underneath her?”

I figured I’d just go along with what ever she said. So I told her that all that cum must be nasty tasting.

She turned to me and said, “How would you know?

I meant the two girls being together. Not the taste of the cum. You don’t mind it at all when I swallow it. Do you think it’s gross for me to swallow your cum?”

I figured I’d better fix this or else she’d never swallow for me again. I told her all I meant by that was that there was a lot of it.

She said, “So you don’t think it tastes bad?”

I reminded her that I wouldn’t know.

She seemed satisfied with that answer. I thought I was off the hook.

She kept looking at this particular site and then clicked on the story button. Moments later she told me, “There’s a story about a husband who will eat his wife’s creampie here.”

As she read it to me, I stood behind her and rubbed her tits. Her nipples were hard like pencil erasers. I kept rubbing them until she got real hot.

I got an idea and moved around in front of her.

“Why did you stop?” she said.

I told her to scoot forward in the chair and relax. I knelt down in front of her and between her legs. I lifted her sundress and leaned forward.

When I found her panties, I saw how soaked and fragrant they were.

I heard her say, “I’m so horny.”

Of course, I already knew that.

As I removed her panties, she lifted her feet up to assist me. I slid them over her legs and then I removed her sandals. As I moved in to start eating her, she asked me to stop.

“Get under the desk and eat me as I read. This way I can pretend you are really eating my creampie. This is so exciting.”

This was very out of character. I loved eating her box but this seemed like she was using me to get her off as she read porno on the computer. None the less, I slid under the desk.

She pulled her chair forward and slid to the edge. “Now hurry, please eat me!” she urged.

I leaned in and first inhaled. Her musky fragrance was overpowering. She was trimmed up and glistening. I pushed my tongue in deep. She was so hot and juicy. I heard her start moaning.

I sucked and licked her through several stories, not just that one. Finally, she must have put the mouse down because she grabbed both sides of my face and pulled me into her.

“Ohhh… here I cum. Suck my creampie. Swallow all that cum” she cried.

She was still fantasizing about being eaten with a load of cum in her. I never saw her so excited. I sucked her clit hard and then went back to her hole while I used my fingers on her clit.

She came harder than I’d ever seen. Her pussy clenched my tongue as she gripped my head with her hands and between her thighs.

She finally let go and I tried to push the chair back so I could stand up. My cock was as hard as a rock.

Instead she pushed me back and said, “Where are you going? I want to read another story.”

After one more story and her having one more orgasm, she let me crawl out from under the desk.

“Reading this stuff gets me hot. If you’ll eat me from now on under the desk while I read, you’ll definitely get lucky more often.”

I nodded my approval and pulled my shorts down to present myself to her. I was desperate for relief after the nearly forty five minutes under the desk eating her wet box.

She stood up and pushed me into the chair. She kneeled down and began to lick my pole. It was leaking cum and bobbing in the air.

She engulfed my prick with her full red lips and slid them down until she had me completely in her mouth.

I felt her tongue sliding from side to side on the bottom of my cock. She started massaging my swollen balls as I gently began thrusting into her mouth.

She kept up her rhythm as I kept up mine. I knew that after a few minutes, I would have to explode.

I told her to stop, if she didn’t want me to cum yet.

She pulled me out of her mouth and said, “Please, cum in my mouth, I want to taste you.”

That was it. She slid me in deep and began sucking me as if to quench her desire. I clawed at the chair as my cum was being drawn up out of my balls.

I thrust my hips up and started to cum. I felt wave after wave shoot in her mouth. She kept swallowing until I was drained.

I looked at her face and there was my cum on her lips and chin.

She said, “Wow, you must have liked those stories also. You came like a horse.”

I was empty. I just lay in the chair and listened.

She said, “I feel so good, I want more of this, Okay?”

I knew she meant tonight, so I agreed. Then she leaned in and gave me a sloppy kiss. She sucked on my tongue passionately. I tasted a faint hint of my cum still in her mouth.

After the kiss, She looked at me and said, “I’m so glad you’re not afraid of a little cum. I could never enjoy swallowing again if I knew you thought that it was gross. I love you.”

If kissing her after she had swallowed a load of my cum made her love me, how could I refuse.

We cleaned up and she went back to her recipe book as I watched some TV. Tammy announced she was going to the store.

While she was out, I went back to the computer to look at the creampie site. There were loads of pictures of women with cum dripping out of them. I started getting an erection.

All of a sudden the door swung open. I had forgotten to lock the door.

It was Tammy. “I forgot the recipe.”

She looked over at me by the computer with a hard on. She recognized the site and smiled. “I knew you’d like it.”

She turned and headed back out. The rest of the day was pretty normal. She made the pie and then we got dressed for the party.

We had a good time. It was a formal party for work and everybody really looked their best.

Tammy wore a long black dress with a slit up the side and no back. Her heels made her legs seem even longer than they were already.

I noticed that her toes had a French manicure. She knows I love her feet and I always suck on them during sex.

I asked her for a slow dance and we left for the floor. As we danced, she purposely would rub herself against me. I was as hard as a piece of granite and she felt it.

She said she wanted to tell me something. So I bent down and she started to tongue my ear. She stopped and said, “I hope you are in the mood for dessert later.”

We sat down at our table and she reached under the tablecloth. I felt her begin to rub my hard cock.I was afraid someone might see us but she wasn’t.

I got really got nervous when she slid my zipper down. When she started stroking me, I stopped caring. She did this for a few minutes.

I was slowly filling up with cum and I knew I wouldn’t get relief until later. So I pulled her hand out from my pants. Her fingers were shiny and wet.

One of my co-workers walked up and asked me if I had tried out the dessert bar? Before I could answer him, Tammy said, “I did and I got some sauce all over my fingers. Taste this, sweetie.”

She pushed her fingers in my mouth. My co-worker walked away laughing. Tammy meanwhile enjoyed watching me swallow the juice she deposited in my mouth.

She looked at me and winked with her long lashes. “That was just a sample. I can’t wait to feed you a whole slice. I’m so wet right now.”

I would have left right then but she wasn’t through. We danced and danced. Everybody was admiring her beauty.

Finally, she grabbed my hand and said, “I’m all danced out. I need to get out of these sweaty clothes. Any ideas on what we can do then?”

I would have run to the car with her if I could.

On the ride home, Tammy was all over me. While I drove the car she laid her head in my lap. I told her to stop because I might wreck the car.

Instead of stopping, she opened my fly and pulled out my stiff cock. She slid me deep into her mouth. It felt so good.

Then she stopped and said, “I’ll stop if you want me to?”

I just pushed her head back down. It was a thirty-minute ride from there. She sucked me slowly, bathing my cock with her saliva. She brought me to the edge over and over.

When we finally got to our house, she thought it was cute the way I could barely walk to the door.

She said, “I’ll race you upstairs!”

She beat me in my current state. However, I beat her in the clothes removal contest. She lit some candles and I jumped in the bed to watch her undress.

Watching her strip was like watching a picture being painted. Each piece of clothing was a brush stroke.

She said, “I don’t want you to cum too quickly. So just lie back and relax.”

I lied back but she wasn’t going to let me relax. I felt her long hair across my stomach and her lips on my cock. Her oral assault tonight was unrelenting.

She sucked me slowly with a nice rhythm. My balls were swollen. I needed to cum very badly. This beautiful woman had teased me for half the night.

As my balls drew up tight and were ready to fire, she pulled off. I let out a groan of desperation.

“I think you’re ready now.

Ready for what?! I’m begging you, please, let me cum!

She slid back up and kissed me. I tasted my cum in her mouth.

She said, “You’ve gotten all the pleasure so far. I want you to pleasure me from head to toe.”

I wasn’t sure I could last but I was going to try to make her squirm now. I lied her on her back and kissed her neck and then slid to her breasts. She tasted salty from her sweating on the dance floor.

I alternately sucked each nipple as she moaned. I felt her push my head down to her crotch and I put my mouth on her clit. It was sticking out and engorged with blood. She was in heat.

Instead of taking her over the edge, I moved down to her feet. She begged me to eat her.

I told her, “All in good time. “I lifted her left foot to my face. They smelled delicious. Her toes were delicate and her French manicure was new.

I ran my tongue up her sole and sucked her big toe in my mouth.

“What are you doing? I’ve been dancing on my feet all night? Don’t you care?”

Her feet tasted salty at first but I didn’t care. They were beautiful. I answered her question by popping another toe into my mouth.

She shivered with pleasure.

She now started moaning and twisting on her nipples. I alternated sucking on each toe and then licked in between.

When I was through with that foot she practically jammed her other foot in my mouth. I guess she didn’t mind the attention to her feet anymore.

“Suck my pretty feet while I rub my clit.”

Pretty soon I could see a desperate look on her face. “Fuck me now. I need you inside of me,” she said.

I started to eat her box instead.

“You can eat me later, now I told you to fuck me!”

I figured I’d fuck her a little and then pull out to eat her some more. I slid inside her warm tight pussy and knew immediately that I was in trouble. I knew I’d never last.

She reached back to grab my hips and then hooked her legs around me. I tried to pump slowly but she was like an animal. She started thrusting back at me with each stoke.

After all her teasing and sucking, I knew I needed to slow down but she wouldn’t let up. She pushed me on my back and started bouncing up and down on my cock. I was trying not to think about cumming.

She looked down and said, “Hurry up and cum in my pussy. I can’t hold out much longer and I want to cum on your mouth. I saw you on the computer today so I know that you want to eat my creampie.”

I really didn’t want to do this, but she did. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I buried myself deep inside her and began shooting. My swollen balls were finally getting relief. The load was enormous. I came and came. All of her teasing and sucking had done its job.

“I can feel it. You’re filling me up more than ever. It feels so hot and thick. You’re going to love this too. I love you and the way you always make my fantasies come true.”

Then she lifted off of me and moved towards my head. I wasn’t sure about this. Then I looked up at my beautiful wife. She was excited and I knew she wanted this.

“Here it comes!” I heard her giggle.

As she lowered her pussy on my face, I saw that her pussy lips were shiny and red. When she made contact with my mouth, I smelled my cum and felt its heat. She spread her lips open with her fingers to unlock its cargo.

“This is going to feel so good. You almost made me cum with your dick. Now suck me out first.”

I opened my mouth and felt the first drip. It was hot and thick. I swallowed instinctively. I noticed the taste. It was a little salty but not as bad as I thought it would be. So I stuck my tongue in her pussy as far as I could to get some more.

She sat down with all her weight. I looked up. Her head was thrown back. Her nipples were erect and she had sweat all over her. I sucked her pussy real hard and was rewarded with a sudden rush of thick hot semen.

“I just felt a ton of your cum pour out of me. I’m so glad you like the taste. To think that your eating all of the cum that was in your balls a moment ago and not me, is kind of funny.”

She giggled at me as I swallowed it down.

“Mmmm, that looked like a mouthful. Now open your mouth again, I want to watch this.”

I opened up and she lifted up off my face. Again, she spread herself open with her fingers. When she tightened her abdominal muscles, a huge strand of cum flowed down into my mouth.

She looked down and said, “Yum, yum, yum.”

That was it for her. She slammed her crotch back down and started grinding on my out stretched tongue. As her orgasm approached, she worked her clit onto my tongue.

I sucked it hard as she rode my face to a crashing orgasm. She fell to my side. She was exhausted. As I swallowed the remnants of her orgasm, she regained her composure.

“Thank you. I don’t know why that excites me so much. Did you enjoy eating your creampie?”

I told her that I loved making her feel good and that my orgasm was terrific, too.

“I could see that it was. You just swallowed a lot of cum and to think that you came earlier in the day, too.

Next time I’ll tease you for a couple of days before I let you cum in me again. We’ll make a jumbo pie for you to eat!” she laughed.

I told her if that’s what she wanted, it was fine with me.

She seemed pleased with that answer and said, “We’ll have to save all that for this weekend. Now, I want some more of your delicious cum in my belly, so lie back. You taste so good and I never got any tonight.”

As I lied back and enjoyed her lips on my cock, I realized how much I loved my wife. Our relationship changed for the better that day. We are now more open and playful.

I love her.

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Suzis New Bikini

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It was nice hot summer’s day and a group of us had decided to meet up at the beach. Having the day totally free I got there early, picking up a choice sparking spot and being able to get a nice spot to dump my stuff on the beach. Then I went swimming.

Others arrived as the day wore on and we were all just mucking around generally, sometimes in the water and sometimes not. No harm and we weren’t bothering anyone. Just a bunch of young adults enjoying themselves.

Little Suzy was one of the last to arrive. Cute little kid with a cute little car. I suppose the car give the lie to her being a kid as she’d have to be eighteen to have her license. Still, it amused me to call her that, mainly because it drove her wild.

We were all in the water when Suzy arrived. She came scampering over the sand in this little white bikini, and if the car didn’t say she was of age, her figure in that bikini did. I was almost offended, it was so small, and I had to bite my tongue not to tell her to go and get some clothes on. She’d have loved that, I bet.

She came wading out to join the group and was already waist deep when this slightly larger wave came rolling in. It washed around her, almost coming up to her neck and then the water died down and I was looking at little Suzy and thinking, “Oh shit.”

I had to look twice. Three times, actually. The first time I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The second was to make sure I wasn’t mistaken. The third was because she had quite lovely little breasts and they were on plain view and I didn’t want to look away.

I moved very quickly, cutting between her and the crowd, shielding her from view. She looked at me curiously as I moved closer.

“Hi, Mike,” she said smiling. “What’s up?”

“My blood pressure. What the hell do you think you’re wearing?”

“It’s a bikini. What’s wrong with it? Everyone wears them.”

“Not like that one,” I told her. “Take a look.” I nodded towards her breasts, not daring to look at them while she was this close.

She looked down and went white, then red, then white again. She finished up choosing a nice red blush as her arms crossed in front of her. Her lovely new white bikini turned totally transparent when wet and it was as though she was topless.

“Stay like that for a moment,” I told her, and sank below the water. Then I was standing again, shaking the water from my head and smiling.

“Same down below,” I told her. “I could see you’ve shaped a nice little landing strip down there. I could also see the playing field at the end of the strip.”

Suzy was horrified, and infuriated that I was finding it amusing.

“It’s not funny,” she hissed at me, almost crying. “What am I supposed to do?”

“That depends on how much of an exhibitionist you are. You can join the group like that. The boys sure won’t mind.”

The killing look dismissed that idea.

“Ah, well,” I said. “I guess you’d better head in towards the shore. You can lie down in the shallows for a few moments to protect your modesty while I go up and get a towel to wrap around you.”

That plan was more to her taste and it was only a minute or so before I was approaching her, towel in hand. I was not going to let her wrap it around herself while she lay in the water, I told her. She could damn well stand up and wrap it.

She did so, reluctantly, but I did my bit and looked deliberately elsewhere while she wrapped herself up. Then she went stalking past me and up the beach.

“What do you intend doing now,” I asked.

“Get dressed and go home,” she said bitterly. “I can’t hang around here, now can I? How can I explain why I can’t go swimming? My day is ruined.”

“Could be worse,” I pointed out. “You might have joined the group before you found out.”

“God, don’t even think that,” she protested. “I’ll have nightmares. It’s bad enough that you saw me like that.”

She gave me a fulminating glare.

“Probably worse. You’ll be teasing me about it for months.”

“What, kid you about going swimming in a bikini made for sunbathing only? Wouldn’t dream of it. Anyone could make that sort of mistake.”

She could hear the laughter in my voice and tried to kick me. Fortunately the towel hindered this.

“All joking aside,” I said, “instead of getting dressed and going home, come on over to my van. I actually have several bikinis there, all of the tie-on variety. You can borrow one of those and then join us.”

“Dare I ask why you have several sets of women’s bikinis in your van?”

“I take my sister and her friends to the beach sometimes,” I explained. “It’s amazing how often they leave things behind. I can’t guarantee that the tops will be the same colour as the bottoms, but I have enough to make up a number of pairs. Non-see-through, as well,” I added.

She chewed on her lip a bit, thinking about my offer, but didn’t resist when I steered her in the direction of my van. I have quite a nice van. It doesn’t look much from the outside but it has a good engine and I’ve finished off the insides very nicely. While it’s not what is known as a sin bin, it suits me. The back of the van has tinted windows and, on a bright sunny day, it’s impossible to look in from the outside. It also has a nice bench seat in the back. Really a storage locker, but I’d padded the lid.

I opened the rear door and helped Suzy up, following her in. She was short enough to be able to stand. Me, I had to crouch somewhat. I promptly sat on the bench seat and open a little storage cupboard on one of the side walls.

“This is where I keep all the bits and pieces people leave behind,” I said. “Makes it easy to find something when the owner comes looking.”

I found a couple of likely items and handed them over to Suzy.

“Here, try these. If they’re no good I have more.”

I figured they’d suit as both pieces were tie on. That tends to make them one size fits all, depending on how much you want to cover or not cover.

Suzy took my offering, looking rather dubious. Both items were going to cover more than what she was currently wearing, but I had no objection to that. She really shouldn’t be flashing that much skin.

I waited and Suzy waited.

“Problem?” I finally asked.

“I’m waiting for you to close the door,” she said, indicating the rear door standing wide.

“No need,” I told her. “It’s just overlooking the ocean so no-one can see in and no-one’s going to come wandering past as I’m at the end of the row.”

“I was thinking more along the lines that you’d close it from the outside,” came the very pointed suggestion.

“Now why would I want to do anything so silly?” I asked quietly. “I liked what I saw earlier and I’d like to see it again. You just go right ahead and get changed.”

Don’t ever think that you understand women. I expected tantrums and abuse and then to be evicted. What I got was a shrug, Suzy turning her back to me, dropping the towel and stripping of her bikini.

“Damn it, Suzy,” I said, as she started tying on the new bikini. “That’s not fair. Turn around and face me.”

The little bitch just looked over her shoulder and laughed at me, continuing to tie on the bikini bottom. After that she put on the top and all I got to see from the strip show was a cute little bottom.

Now that the bikini was on she turned to face me, looking rather irate.

“Who,” she asked, “left this in your van? Ten ton Tessie from Texas? This things more suited to a gorilla than to a woman. What else have you got?”

It looked eminently suitable to me for a kid like Suzy. It covered everything she had and that was the way I preferred it. Except when it was me doing the looking. I sighed and turned back to the lost property cupboard.

“Don’t bother,” said Suzy. “I’ll look. You’ll probably come out with a burka and say it’s just the thing. You’re a terrible prude, you know.”

No, I did not know. I don’t object to abbreviated bikinis. I like abbreviated bikinis and women wearing them. It’s just I was reluctant for Suzy to wear one. There were a lot of lecherous men out there.

Suzy fished out what looked like pieces of tangled string with a few knots in it. I remembered a friend of my sister’s wearing that item and had thought it looked fantastic. Suddenly I considered it to be in very poor taste.

“You’ve got to be kidding,” I said.

Suzy just looked me dead in the eye and said, “Prude.”

Still looking at me she pulled the ties of the overlarge bikini and the bottom just dropped away and my lust jumped sky high. It went even higher when she dropped the top, standing there nude and smiling.

I wanted to throttle the little bitch. She just kept on grinning at me while she tied on the scraps of nothing that were supposed to be a string bikini.

“Well, what do you think?” she asked, posing provocatively.

“Over my dead body,” I told her. “Try something a little less extreme.”

She rolled her eyes upward as though beseeching heavenly help, but she did turn and fish out a somewhat more modest bikini. And she knew just where it was, reaching in with hardly a glance to get it. This one was brightly coloured, both pieces being two toned, all the colours appearing complimentary. That was one that I guessed would meet both our requirements, if only just.

Once again Suzy smiled at me as she stripped off the scraps of string.

“You,” she said seriously, “are not going to get over your hang-ups about me until you’ve given me a good fucking. When are you going to stop stuffing around and do it?”

I stared at her, appalled.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” I demanded.

“What I’m talking about is you stop being ridiculously gentlemanly where I’m concerned and start being a little more caddish.”

She bent forward, her naked breasts swinging deliciously, distracting me from what she was doing. I found out when her hand closed over my erection, poorly concealed beneath my bathers. She squeezed it.

“This proves my point. You know damn well you want me,” she said. “Why aren’t you doing something about it? Are you worried because I’m a virgin? I have to lose it sooner or later.”

Like I said, who can tell what a woman will do? I did know what I was going to do and the hell with it. I grabbed her and pulled her onto my lap and kissed her.

She kissed me right back and while she was doing that my hands were exploring. I traced her breasts, noting that her nipples were already erect. Thinking back, they’d been erect when she took of that oversize bikini and I’d just refused to notice.

My hands traced her body going lower still, finally closing over her mound. Then my fingers explored, finding no resistance as I touched and probed.

Greedy little fingers were now running over my body, Suzy hitching herself to one side so she could touch my erection. I cursed softly and started trying to push my bathers down, feeling unwantedly constricted by them. Suzy joined in quite happily, then left me to struggle with them once enough of my erection was freed for her to play with it.

Naked and clutching at each other, we kissed and caressed, making delightfully free of each other’s body, happily enjoying the touches on our own.

It was blatantly obvious that I was ready for the next step, and some gentle probing showed me that Suzy was hot and wet and squirming. OK. I’ll admit some not so gentle probing also showed that, with Suzy’s squirming and gasping increasing with the roughness with which I handled her.

Then I was twisting her under me, laying her on her back on the bench, and I was coming down onto and into her. My erection butted up against her lips and then rudely pushed past. She gave a small shriek as I just as rudely pushed past her hymen, then clung to me, pushing frantically up to meet me as I continued to drive into her.

Her arms were wrapped around me, clinging to me, and her legs came up and clasped me, trying to draw me deeper and hold me there. I was quite content to sink in, pushing as deep as I could go, until our groins were rubbing hard against each other.

Suzy may have been a virgin but that young woman had a natural talent. Once engaged I started moving on her, quite forcefully. She didn’t bat an eye. She just made an excited gasping sound and started moving with me, pressing up against me just as hard and just as eagerly as me.

I knew how these things were supposed to go. You ease slowly into the virgin (assuming she’s willing), breaking her hymen gently, while whispering soft reassuring words. Then you establish a nice easy rhythm and lift her gradually to the heights, helping her to have her first orgasm before finishing off nicely and gently, cuddling her and telling her how wonderful she was.

All I can say is that Suzy had never read those rules and I was just ignoring them. I had drilled in hard, and the hell with her virginity, and she responded in the same way. Now we were banging hard against each other and we weren’t worrying about any rhythm. We wanted what we wanted and we wanted it now and we were taking it.

I took her hard, driving in again and again, and she responded in a like fashion, almost bouncing off the bench in her eagerness to accept me. We were both gasping, moving fast, full of a desperate energy that we had to burn off.

I was so horny and desperate for this woman that she again took me by surprise when she climaxed. I’d have sworn that I’d blow my cork before a young virgin would be anywhere near ready to respond. Instead of which she suddenly screamed and clamped tightly around me, a challenge to which I responded with enthusiasm, happily letting loose with my own climax.

I groaned back to full realisation of where I was after a few minutes and Suzy followed suit shortly after.

I was feeling dead, but happy. Suzy on the other hand was positively glowing, all smiles. She happily picked up the colourful bikini she’d chosen and put it on, and it fit her as though specially tailored for her. I was thinking maybe it was a little brief, caught the look in her eye and didn’t say a word. She smiled and nodded, accepting my capitulation.

Happy as Larry, she went prancing back down to the beach. I followed on behind, knowing full well that she was going to run me ragged for a long, long time.

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