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Then she said, “Ed. Do you want to know something? You kissed my
pussy and licked it with your tongue. That was really terrific.
Nobody has ever done that to me before. My husband thinks only queers
do that sort of thing. He is the sort to stick it in, cum, pull it
out, have a cigarette and go to sleep sort of guy. Know what I mean?
What I’m tryin’ to say is, I enjoyed it almost as much as havin’ your
prick explode inside me. Wow, that felt good. Can we do it again?
Soon?”

I assured her this was part and parcel of good love making and
I considered myself and expert at this game. I told her, too, that
I enjoyed our session just as much as she did, maybe more, and I
wasn’t about to stop as long as she felt her husband was not going
to come barging in and raise hell. She assured me this would never
happen, “because he just didn’t give a shit one way or the other.”

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I knew, though, that she didn’t want to take a chance and have any
of my jizz pumped out; not yet, anyway. So, I just kneeled there
trying to keep from getting hard again and, above all trying to
keep it from slipping out. It was not to be. As my pecker
shriveled it just naturally slipped out and when it did our love
juices just came out with it and stained the wooden planking of the
table. She could feel it and started wailing about wasting it and
not having a chance to have a baby and on and on. I tried to calm
her by telling her there was more where that came from and for her
not to fret. Shit, I told her she had enough in her to create 2
billion me’s. She calmed a bit and relaxed staring at the blue
sky.

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The trough
was a perfect place to bathe. It was made of wood and was rather
large and fairly deep. Made of heavy planking, it was about 4 feet
wide and six or so feet long. At one end of the trough was a windmill
for pumping the water in a nd on the other end was a flat wooden table
that was used for washing clothes and that sort of stuff. She was
skipping and hopping all the way here and she had let her hair down
and it was bobbing and bouncing with each skip she made. Really a
sight to see. As a matter of fact my old pecker was now standing
fully at attention under the water. she climbed in by throwing her
left leg over the side like mounting a boys bicycle, her little slit
opened up wide and, boy, was I glad I had made this decision. Best
move you ever made Ed, old boy. This was working itself up into a
situation that would be imbedded in my memory for ever and then some.
Getting one foot in and the other on the ground caused her to swing
that cute little ass in my direction and I couldn’t help myself; I
reached out and gave it a couple of pats. She froze rock still and
wiggled it for me to do it again. Her pussy was wide open, standing
spread eagled like that, so the natural thing to do was go from pat to
feel and I did so. Running my hand up and down the slit caused her to
moan and groan already and she hunkered her butt down to make better
contact with my fingers so I extended my middle finger and shoved
it all the way in her, now, dripping wet pussy. We weren’t even
into this thing yet and she was showing signs of coming apart. I
removed my hand, then, and said, “Come on in the water’s fine.”She
swung the other leg in and gave me another x-rated view of her snatch.
It was a cute thing, tiny like she was, she couldn’t weigh more than
100 pounds and didn’t appear to be more than 5 feet tall in her bare
feet; maybe a bit less. Her hair was what is referred to as dish
water blonde, but her pussy hairs were golden yellow and very sparse.
As she sat down submerging her titties in the process I saw they, too,
were small but stuck straight out, not one line of sag in either one.
The nipples just came to a sort of rounded point and were a delicate
shade of beige. Cute package any way you looked at it. She was the
small, cute package type a guy likes to dream of, with him lying on
his back, putting his pecker in, having her hold her legs up out of
the way and giving her a good spin to see how many rotations she could
make. Jesus, what a thought. She held the soap up and said, “You
first, slide down this way a little bit and I’ll wash your hair for
you. This ain’t the best shampoo in the world, but it’ll have to do.
With that I bent my head down and she washed my hair thoroughly,
rinsed it and went on down from there. She worked extra hard on my
nipples which sent some shock waves through my system kissing and
sucking each one when she finished, and then, kneeling in the water,
asked me to stand up. When I did my hard on splashed up out of the
water like a small submarine breaking the surface after a deep dive.
Taking the head in her hand, she soaped my dick from hair to head and
then started working the lather in and around the folds of my
foreskin.
I had never been circumcised and she washed the folds of skin very
well indeed. As a matter of fact, I had to caution her about
being too brisk with her hands or I was going to shoot my load
right into her hair standing at his angle. So, she turned me around
and went to work on my ass, crack, hole, balls and all. She did my
back and legs to where they entered the water and then had me sit on
the little table on the end of the trough so she could get to my feet
and lower calves. Then she told me to rinse off and see if anything
else had to be washed. Satisfied with her job she asked me to sit
back down in the water and gave me the soap.”Now it’s my turn. Be
inventive.” Little tinkly giggle.
I went to work on her hair while she was sitting down, but to do so I
had to stand up and this, of course, put my horizontal dong within
reach of her mouth which she put to work, immediately, Rub a dub dub,
three men in a tub and as I sloshed the soap around in her hair she
gave slosh for suck and we were off an running. As I moved down to
her face and ears and neck, she would take my foreskin and pull it out
until it covered the head of my dick and, then, with her lips right at
the end, move the foreskin back very slowly until the head was
completely in her mouth and then she would go to work on the underside
of the head with her tongue fluttering it like the touch of a
butterflies wings. Jeepers, what a feeling, so I told her I couldn’t
take much more of that or I was going to waste this load. She quit,
then, ’cause she said she didn’t want me to waste any jizz just
shootin’ it in the water and got up on the table so I could wash her
private parts as she called them. Lying on her back, now, with knees
drawn up and wide apart I was presented free access to her “privates”
and I went to work on her with a will. I soaped her pussy and
asshole, worked my way up each thigh to the knees and then on down to
her feet. Getting all of this soaped thoroughly, I went back to work
on her cunt. I lathered, I scrubbed, I rinsed and I played with it; I
kissed it and fingered it. She was really moaning and moving her hips
up and down in a rotary motion at my ministrations and, finally, I
leaned down and started to kiss her right in the middle of all the
pink spots. Believe me when I say this was one of the cutest little
female love holes I had ever seen. It was, as I said, sparsely
covered with hair, making it look somewhat like it had been shaved
and that has always turned me on. Just the thought of a shaved
pussy is enough to give me a hardon and here was one that was
naturally shaved. Hot shit! I couldn’t help it, I leaned down and
started to tongue from the bottom of the slit to the top and back
again. The best part of the whole thing was the table she was on
was just the right height for me to sit in the water, pull her
forward and her cunt was right at the level of my mouth. Believe
me when I say, I gave her a tongue lashing the like of which not
many women ever have had. She was tossing to and fro, though, and
I had to finally hold her by her hips so I could make contact with
her pussy. She had, by this time, reached down and gotten her
hands on her thighs just above her knees and was holding her legs
straight up in the air and out of my way. I really had access to
that cute little glistening love nest. By the time I had made a
couple of trips around and in and out doing this, Kathi was moaning
and groaning; kicking her legs straight out and bringing them back
into her body and straight over head, over and over again and, then,
she began asking me to “please put it in, please I want it in, oh
please, oh please, just fuck me and don’t waste a drop of that
precious jizz. Please put it in, put in, put in, put in, oh, god!
please put it in. I want it so bad. Please make me have a baby.
Don’t waste any, please.” I couldn’t resist these entreaties to fuck
her, so I rose out of the water, dripping wet, got my knees against
the wooden end of the tub and aiming my dick with my right hand, slid
her forward another couple of inches and shot it about half way in
with one shove. She let out a moan, her eyelids fluttering and my
breath was coming in bursts and gasps and I did what she asked me to
do. I buried it to the hilt and came almost immediately. I let loose
a flood of juice into her pussy and when I did that, she wrapped her
legs around my middle and held me in a vice grip so tight that I
couldn’t have broken it had I wanted to. I didn’t want to. The
tightness of her cunt around my dick, her shuddering orgasms and her
cries of “don’t waste any, don’t take it out, oh, please, I want every
drop, don’t waste it, make me have a baby”, were more than I could
stand. I clamped my lips on her pouty mouth and kissed her like crazy
and then I started to wiggle my ass and hips around while I was still
buried to the hilt in her cute cunt. Strangely, I was soft, but came
again. I didn’t know I could do that, but she felt it and shuddered
out with, “Oh, god, that’s good. Hold still so we don’t lose any. I
want a baby so bad, I don’t want one drop to slide out and be wasted.
Just hold still and let it soak in. I don’t know how long it takes
sperm to reach my eggs, but let’s not disturb it. I want them to have
every chance to get there. Just lay on top and let the sperm find my
eggs. Please hold still.”I did hold still. It wasn’t easy, though, and, besides, the rough
wooden edge of the tub was beginning to get to my knees. She was so
warm, so tight and so wet, and she was holding me in such a vice grip
with her legs and I could feel her vaginal muscles pulsing around my
dick that I started to get hard almost immediately and thought I was
going to have to start pumping again .

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I could see a teen babe, really, not
more than 25 or so and what I could see above and below the sort of
baggy dress she was wearing, was quite a lot of woman. Her hair was
done up in a bun and straight as a die, but blonde as all get out;
well a kind of dirty blonde. From the mountain sun I guessed because
it looked like it should have been light brown. She was kind of cute,
too, not gorgeous, not even pretty, but she was still holding a double
barreled shotgun at her side; taking no chances, I guess, and this
sort of took away any tendency for her to be pretty as far as I was
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I signed, using my Visa Card, and gave him a tip and said, “I’m
going exploring with my 4-by in the morning and I was wondering if
you were a native of this area and familiar with the terrain?” He
assured me he was all of the above and proceeded to draw me a map
of a terrific road which would lead me to all sorts of high adventure.

After breakfast in the RV campgrounds so called “restaurant”, I headed
out to follow the route outlined by my friend the waiter. It was
beautiful and worthwhile driving through. The month was August and it
was sort of dry, but still there was a lot of foliage at this high
altitude. I would guess I was at about 10 or 11 thousand feet when I
began having doubts. The road was alive with animals in the shape of
deer, bear and and what I took to be wolf.

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Nothing more than that. I wanted to see what was around the next
corner and over that next hill. After getting all set up and the
sewer and water hoses connected, I went in to town and had a good
stiff double martini and ordered a filet mignon and baked potato
and then went whole hog and ordered a Caesar salad. The steak was
terrific, but the place was empty and the waiter, obviously bored,
was leaning against the bar and when I finished I waved him over
wanting to talk. He came up and said, “Everything all right, sir?
Do you want the check or would you like some dessert?” I wanted
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Administrator — Wed, 29 Oct 2008 13:49:09 +0000

Which brings me to the present situation. I had traveled from New
York to where I was presently parked. I had purchased a small
motorhome type vehicle and I was towing a small Japanese truck
behind it. When I arrived at a destination point, I parked the mobile
home, disconnected the truck and called it home. I had everything
handy that my New York apartment offered, but this motorhome could
move from city to city and state to state. My New York apartment was
right where I had left it and this was not to my liking. So, here I
was parked in a small RV park in the foothills of the Colorado Rockies.
My intentions were simply to explore.

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Administrator — Mon, 22 Sep 2008 14:23:43 +0000

I had seen this portion of
the world and I wanted to get on with seeing the rest of it;
wanderlust, I guess you call this. Where were we going? Who cared as
long as it was somewhere different from where we were at the moment.

I have never taken a train, a plane or a ship, other than the merchant
marine, to get where I wanted to go. In view of the fact I have seen
most of the world via the maritime service, this form of travel no
longer appeals to me. Now, when I go somewhere I take the only form
of transport that satisfies as far as I’m concerned and that is the
four wheeled vehicle called the automobile. Planes fly over things
and all you see are colored patterns, ships can’t go into valleys and
hidden places, trains roar past most of the good spots without
stopping and all you see is a blur of wooden poles holding up wires
and the back fences of the poorest neighborhoods in America, but the
car can be maneuvered into most any place. Well, not all places as I
often discovered.

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Administrator — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 17:06:45 +0000

What had started out to be just an afternoon of wandering around in
the Colorado foothills was turning out to be an experience that was
not pleasant at all. Perhaps you would understand a bit better if
I filled you in on what was going on. All of my life there has
been a burning deep inside me to seek adventure. I want to, no I
need to, find out what is over that next hill or around that next
turn in the road. If I look at a map and see all the nice freeways
and byways that are designated as “I” this and “I” that, then
boredom sets in and, yawning, I put the map away and choose some
other route. Any time I have headed out on vacation the tug of
adventure has caused me to abandon the proven route and, literally,
forced me to drive down the forbidden or undiscovered path. Oh, I
suppose there is a psychological reason for this or, perhaps, I’m
a reincarnation of some ancient explorer or, maybe, it is just born
into some people and they can’t help it. I know I can’t. I joined
the merchant marine when I was quite young, simply because I had
read somewhere these ships wandered all over the world; I wanted to
see the world. When we were in port and loading the ship, I was
like a caged tiger pacing from rail to rail and bow to stern hoping we
would get underway before I went bananas.

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I left and did my show. People called in and asked me if I was feeling
alright. I guess the afternoon’s encounter must have made my voice sound like
I was on the edge of death.

Jill went back to school and found herself a husband. Tiffany and I
split up because she didn’t like the fact that my work was causing me to be out
at weird hours. All 3 of us kept in touch and got together from time to time,
just the three of us, for dinner, and some unusual deserts.

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DO IT! I’M CUMMING ALL OVER!! AAARRRGGGHHH AAAHHHH EEEEK SOOO GOOOOOD!” were
all that was coming from the bedroom, not to mention all the juices! I
could feel Tiffany’s juices engulf my cock as I shot like a garden hose that
had been backed up with pressure and was being released. Jill creamed all over
my face and practically rearranged my teeth! Tits were bouncing, bodies were
slamming, juices were flowing! I’m getting hard just writing about it. After
what seemed like a year, we finally started to slow down. By the time we
stopped, the girls just fell on top of me and that’s how we laid for a while
and fell asleep.

When I woke up it was dark outside. I had a couple of hour before I
had to be at the radio station to do my show so I woke up the girls and
suggested that we all cleaned up. Of course we did it together. It took us
almost an hour to shower (do I have to mention why?) and got dressed. This
also took a while.

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Now that I had control back, I had to decide how long was enough time to
really make this simultaneous orgasm the best. A minute sounded good. We all
started to relax a little then I said, “OK, here we go.” Without warning, I
started furiously eating Jill’s twat and fucking the shit out of Tiffany.
Within about 30 seconds we were all back to where we were a minute ago. But
this time, we were all gonna cum. I took a last deep breath and started biting
Jill’s clit and shoving into Tiffany so hard that she started bouncing off the
matress. My balls started to boil, I could feel the girls doing the preorgasmic shake. It was time! THIS WAS IT!! FUCK THE BEER COMMERCIALS BECAUSE
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That time was upon us, that time that every sexually active person
awaits, ORGASM! I had an idea though. I put my hands under Jill’s ass and
lifted her cunt off my face and said, “Girls, let’s come together. When you
feel like you’re gonna cum, say so, OK?” They groaned in the affirmative.
After a few minutes, Jill announced her intention to cum. I relaxed a bit on
her cunt. I was getting ready to cum also so I had to slow down on Tiffany’s
cunt. The only thing wrong with this was that it would take longer for Tiffany
to cum now. I think Jill knew that because she took one of her fingers and
started rubbing Tiffany’s clit with it. It wasn’t long before Tiffany announced
she’d cum if Jill didn’t stop.

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Jill shifted her snatch slightly and I started sucking on her clit.
That made her go absolutely crazy! She started moaning loudly and said, “God,
Tom! Play with my ti…ti..tits!” I reached up and massaged her ample chest
wishing I could suck in her nipples, but satisfied with her cunt. Tiffany
started slamming up and down on me. The waterbed started moving quite a bit
causing a wavy sound to accompany our flesh-pounding, organ-sucking noises.
Tiffany leaned forward and and said, “Jill honey, lean back and sssss oooohhh,
suuuuuuck on my tiiiiits!” I thought to myself “How?” then I found out how.
Jill leaned back and found Tiffany’s tits right above her mouth and sucked them.
It was the most unreal thing I ever saw. I wish I had brought my video camera.
There we were, me on the bottom, and 2 buxom babes on top. One riding my dick,
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I thought I had a pretty good idea of what Jill was about to suggest.
God, how I love this threesome stuff! I laid down as instructed and Jill
straddled my face with her pussy. Tiffany knew what to do. She straddled my
cock and as she inserted it into her, Jill said, “Now we can both have fun.”
Tiffany gave an approving “Oh yeah” and slid me all the way in her hot box.
She started moving up and down and Jill started rubbing my face with her cunt.
I flicked her clit with my tongue and let it slip into her hole every so often.
We started out slow at first and then picked up the speed. I had never done
anything like this before! This was the most amazing feeling. Eating one pussy
while fucking the other one. Both girls were moaning and breathing heavy and
instead of moaning, I lapped at Jill’s twat even harder while I tried my best to
jam my dick into Tiffany at the same time.

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I had never been so incredibly turned on in all my life. I stretched
out my right arm and stroked Tiffany’s tits and Tiffany said, “Jill, this is
Tom.” Jill gave me a breathless hello and we French kissed deeply. As we did
this, I noticed that I was getting hard again. Never before had I gotten hard
right after cumming. Jill noticed my hardness right away and gave a sly smile
and said, “I think Tom wants more.” I did. I wanted to fuck them all day long.
Jill was squeezing my cock with her cunt and it was driving me crazy. I slowly
started moving back and fourth when Tiffany interrupted, “Hey! You got yours
already Jill I need that cock too!” Reluctantly, Jill released my cock from her
grip and I pulled out of her still hard and throbbing. Jill then spoke up,
“Wait, I think I have an idea. Tom, lay on your back.”

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Tiffany leaned back on her hands and Jill raised her arms and
started playing with Tiffany’s tits. I bent over and started sucking Jill’s
tits and pretty soon we were all into it. Jill started moaning louder and
louder and with Tiffany’s convulsing twat on her face said, “Oh God!!! I’m
gonna cum, go faster! FASTER!!! DO IT!!” I was about ready to come too so I
got off of Jill’s tits and placed her legs on my shoulders and pumped into her
like this was the last fuck I’d ever have in my life! The slapping sounds of
my pelvis hitting Jill’s ass filled the room along with our screams. Jill’s
tits swung back and fourth and Tiffany’s tits bounced up and down. Jill was
the first to cum. As she came she convulsed her cunt around my cock and started
screaming. “AH! YEAH!!! OOHH!! SO GOOOOOOD!!!!” I followed with some loud
grunts of my own and Tiffany was next as she crushed Jill’s face with her
quivering cunt. After what seemed like an hour of sheer orgasmic ecstasy,
Tiffany got off of her sister, I fell onto her sister with my cock still in her,
and we all laid there panting and kissing.

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Tiffany was on top and facing the door where I stood. She hadn’t seen
me yet so I took that opportunity to undress. I was having a difficult time
with my jeans and underwear because my cock was sticking straight out. As I
undressed, their moaning got increasingly louder and faster. Eventually they
were both screaming. They must have both come together because slurping sounds
came from both of them. Now completely naked and horny as hell, I walked over
to the girls. Tiffany raised her head and saw me. She smiled and mouthed to
me “don’t say a word.” With that, she took my cock in her mouth and started
to finger-fuck her sister. She was doing such a good job that it was all I
could do to keep from blowing my nuts in her mouth. But as much as I liked her
mouth I needed a cunt!

I couldn’t really see much of Tiffany’s sister’s body. All I could see
were her rather shapely legs which were still shaking from her recent orgasm,
and her hands running up and down Tiffany’s ass. Tiffany’s sister finally
pushed Tiffany’s dripping pussy off her face and asked, “So when’s this
boyfriend of yours getting here? I could really use a cock in me!” As she
said this, Tiffany removed my cock from her mouth and with her free hand pointed
to her sister’s sopping hole. I aimed my cock and waited for the signal to
plunge in. Tiffany slammed her cunt back onto her sister’s face and said, “As
you speak Jill!” With that, I shoved my cock in there and Jill gave a
scream of pleasure and surprise which was making it impossible for me to hold
my load. She wrapped her legs around my ass and Tiffany sat up but still kept
her snatch on Jill’s eagerly lapping mouth. As Tiffany sat up I started
to take in the details of Jill’s body. She had bigger tits than Tiffany and
had a completely flat stomach. She had long brown hair and was just as vocal
as Tiffany if not more.

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My
curiosity got the best of me so I started heading for the stairs. The sound
got closer as I climbed each step. I got to the top of the stairs and looked
down the hall and noticed that all the bedroom doors were opened so I had to
follow the sound to find where they were. As I walked down hall I noticed some
garments laying on the floor of what looked like Tiffany’s parents’ room. As
I moved closer to that room the sounds got even closer so I figured they were in
there. I was right. As I entered the room, I almost passed out at what I saw.
There before me were two absolutely gorgeous, tan, girls in a wet, hot 69 on a
king size waterbed. My cock was pulsating and I stood motionless just watching
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Administrator — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 12:59:18 +0000

I was in my studio mixing some stuff for a couple of DJ jobs I had
coming up when the light on my phone started blinking. I answered it and a
familiar voice greeted me on the other end. It was Tiffany. She said, “Tom,
my sister is home from college for a few days and I really want you to meet
her.” I knew what that meant. I got hard just thinking about it. She then
said, “Finish what you’re doing, and come over. I’ll leave the front door
unlocked.” She hung up and I finished my work.

I made a cassette copy of my mix and hopped into my 1991 Eagle Premier
and drove to Tiffany’s place. I got there just a few minutes after the mix
ended. Pleased with my work and what was sure to be an eventful afternoon, I
locked up my car and went into Tiffany’s house. There was a note on the floor.
It said, “Lock the door and come upstairs.” I locked the door and as I did, I
heard a strange noise. As my professionally trained ear listened more closely
I realized it sounded like 2 women moaning with something muffling them.

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I ran into a problem…if I came home with a package…it might cause some
comments….so…I tried to place the dildo in my bag which is by no means a
small one….The damn thing wouldn’t fit…..at least not right away….I do
confess that eventually I did jam it into my bag..and came home…..and got
the thing…the dildo…(excuse me) put away in a safe place… So now I am
the proud owner of a dildo…..and I got it myself…..and braved the awful
reputation of the adult store…. But I still wonder…..where the hell were
the rest of the people????? Who knows..maybe I will have to go back there
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YES!!! My
cheeks were flushed and I got a little dizzy as I remembered the purpose of my
visit to this…this…PLACE…and I took one dildo down from the
wall…hefted it in my hand…and considered its purchase…and I though to
myself….Could I fit something like this into my hungering pussy? Would it
not split me in two??? or even worse??? NEXT one…This one was a bit
smaller…only around 10 inches…(and 10 inches is a LOT of cock,….) and it
had a metal crank on the end…I decided that I did not want to chance having
anything cold and hard like the crank bump into my swollen tissues…and I put
that one back. After long and careful examination…(too bad they didn’t have
a try before you buy policy) I chose what I consider to be the perfect
dildo…not TOO big, and very lifelike except for one little detail…it was
BRIGHT pink! With flaming cheeks I fumbled in my bag and paid the very bored
looking clerk the money for the dildo..and then left the store….

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Finally…I decided to take a deep breath and go in…Got out of the
car..and slinked my way to the door….went inside….THE PLACE WAS EMPTY….I
have no idea where all the other people were..and I don’t think I care to find
out..(grin) but my eye soon settled on a WALL FULL of dildos of every shape
size and color you could imagine…and some that even a vivid imagination
could not imagine!!!! There were big ones..and bigger ones..and HUGE ones
that make me shudder to think of….spiked ones…ones with cranks in the
bottom of the shaft to make em squirm….studded ones…ones with vibrators
inside of them… A regular museum for lovers of the male flesh….

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Uh..ok…thanks anyway … So…now what to do…I needed that
dildo….so I asked another friend…hey ….would you do me a favor.?
Anything for you doll…(he talks like a petty gangster..and I still don’t
know what he does for a living..and I am afraid to find out..) Ok…would you
go to the Adult store and pick me up a dildo….Sure…no problem (hmmm this
was too easy!!!)(Hey ya know sweetie..we really ought to get together
sometime…you know you turn me on….)(Uh…uh..no thanks…lets just stay
friends ok?)(ok…just asking….)(So…when should we meet to pick it
up…)(I will call you Monday….) Needless to say….like every other promise
that this guy has made….he breaks this one and never calls…. Yours truly
had a decision to make….I NEEDED that dildo…no question about it….So
folks….I decided to BRAVE THE ADULT STORE!!!! I drove up to the place
around 6pm that evening….(and yes…there were around 15 cars parked
outside..as usual…) and sat there in the car getting my courage up.

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For now…. The problem…WHERE to find such an item…I wanted it
right away…so ordering through a catalogue was out of the question….my
only other option…..to brave my town’s notorious ADULT store….many have
passed it…wondering what went on inside there….(there are ALWAYS at least
15 cars parked outside…) and the place has been known to have been raided by
the police on more than one occasion…Dare I, horny as I am..and determined
to please….actually enter this…this…unknown place? Well…I thought I
had the solution…I would ask a good friend of mine…to go in there for me
and buy me a dildo…..He had a few questions for me…like…what kind of
dildo do you want? I dunno….a regular dildo…why? Uh…do you want one
with or without balls? !!!!? (I didn’t even know they came both ways….
What length…what color? Ah…perhaps you want a freeze dried cock off of a
cadaver??? (THEY HAVE SUCH THINGS???)(NO, just teasing…!!!) (Pow….I hit
him on the arm….not a good idea…as my son has said..Mommy…your friend is
hard all over!!!)(he works out….and stop snickering..all of you…) Ok
OK….I want a 8 or 9 inch dildo…lifelike…no bells or
whistles…ok….OK…When do you need it?….uh soon….You mean you want me
to go to the ADULT STORE…. Uh yes…that was my idea. My friend lost his
cool…..HELL NO!!! NO WAY…I am not going to enter THAT place…

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One of the things I love doing best is masturbating….it doesn’t take much to
get me aroused…..and when I am, my juices start to flow and I get that very
familiar clutching feeling in my belly that tells me I MUST do something to
take care of my needs….NOW!!! Well…I am not always in the position to do
anything with a partner..hence my dependence on masturbation. Until now, my
technique was pretty basic..but effective….one finger on my clit…the other
hand cupping my pussy mound..and the whole thing done while lying in a prone
position to increase the pressure on my groin area…. There was always one
problem though….I like….no…I LOVE the idea and sensation of being
FILLED…really filled by something…(can you all guess??) Sometimes I would
slip a finger or two or three in my dripping cunt and fill myself that
way…but it too lacked a certain something… Well…another thing I like
very much is the idea of being WATCHED when I masturbate by someone who really
cares about me…..and so….these two ideas sort of came together…and
well….as I am a good girl, and like to do what I am told….I was requested
to go out and obtain a dildo so that I could improve my masturbation
technique..and do other things best left to the imagination.

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Since that adventure I have turned it into something that is lots of fun
for me as well as the ladies. I now do special shows for the ladies.
After this first time I started to get calls, not lots of them but some and
the ladies who were calling were asking to see my special shows. And since
it sounded like fun I figured I would give it a whirl..
I have done dozens of shoes since then and everyone of them has been lots
of fun and everyone has had a good time.. And there is no charge for them.
I figured since I was having so much fun why charge?

Anyway I hoped everyone enjoyed reading this and if you would like more
true life adventures just drop me an e-mail and I will post more to the list.

And for any of you ladies out there are in the New York ara and would
be interested in one of these special shows by a friendly, fun. good looking
(and I really am…just ask my mom) guy, just send me an e-mail and
I will send you all the measurements ummmm…I mean specifics..

Take care everyone.

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At this point I thought my little show was over but the girls had other
plans. They wanted me to take it ALL off…and I said umnmmm….uggggg…ok!
And I slowly started to remove my bikinis…and before you know it there I was
in my birthday suit! They couldn’t believe I took everything off but I
guess I am a nudist at heart. but, here comes the kicker…
As I was standing there naked and the girls were laughing and having a
good time my cock started to get hard and before I knew it I was rock hard!
The girls couldn’t believe it but it didn’t seem like they were holding their
hands over their eyes. They then told me that they wanted to see more,
but I could not understand what they meant. I mean there I was standing there
naked…what else was there to see?? Then both of the girls staarted to
make these hand motions…you know, the ones guys do while rubbing their cocks!
I couldn’t believe they wanted me to do that in front of them, but
since I am an adventerous sort…I figured what the heck…let’s go for it.
So I started to stroke and touch my cock. Then I started to play with
my balls..(they are cute little ones) and I was dancing and shaking and
stroking and playing with myself and we were all having a great time…After
doing this for about a half hour I could feel myself ready to cum and I told
the girls to watch out because when I cum I shoot pretty far.. It got to
where I couldn’t hold out and more and then I started to cum…and let me tell
you it felt good…the other girl who was there couldn’t beleive how far I
could shoot and she told me how sexy it looked… And to make a long story
short they liked that ummm..explosion so much, well I gave them two more before
the show was over and done with.

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Huge Boobs Galore Episode 62
A few years ago I was at my girlfriends apt. and we were just hanging out
and watching tv. She was watching some program about the Chippendale dancers.
(I have no idea why she would want to watch that)
I kept telling her that looks like fun and she kept telling me mow much
work the guys had to do and all the effort it went into giving a good show.
Well, we were both joking back and forth and I said that I would have no
problem dancing half naed in front of a room full of screaming women waving
money at me. This went on for a little bit and out of the blue my
girlfriend said she was going to call her friend and I could put on a show for
the two of them. I thought she was joking and I said..go head give her a call.
Well, about half an hour later there was a knock at the door and before I knew
it I had two girls waiting for me to give them a show. since I am a person
that loves to try new things I figured what the heck…They were not paying
money, so they couldn’t ask for a refund if they did not like the show.
Well they started to laugh and giggle and told me to start stripping…
I started to dance around and shake my butt and hips and tried to be sexy
about it. They were still laughing and giggling and then they started towave
money at me…and they were still yelling for me to take to take it off. Well
I couldn’t say no, could I? so off came the sneakers and socks and
then the shirt…but now with the girls still whooping it up it was time to
take off the pants.. and in one quick motion the pants were off and I had
nothing on but a sexy pair of bikinis… the girls were laughing and
screaming and couldn’t believe I took my pants off and they thought I wouldn’t
go that far..but i figured you can see more at the beach…

Boredom

Administrator — Tue, 26 Feb 2008 11:13:53 +0000

Jack spotted Jill at the party. She had a bland face, medium
small breasts, and fair skin. He would have called it pale, but
he was feeling charitable. He decided that she was just ugly
enough that she would probably be desperate, and just good looking enough that she would probably be an OK lay.

“Hey babe, want to dance?” he asked, in a melancholy voice.

“Sure, why not?” she said.

So they began to dance. She wasn’t a great dancer. She just
kind of kept shaking her arms and legs the same way, over and
over again. After a while, he felt the way you feel after you’ve
seen the same commercial too many times, that feeling of “Oh, I
know what is going to happen next, but my brain is too dead to
care.” Ho hum, he thought. But he knew that you had to dance at
least three dances with a woman before you could seduce her, so
he tolerated it.

The second dance was even more boring than the first. The music
switched from rock to reggae, but her dancing hardly changed at
all. He started counting beer cups in people hands, while he
danced, just for something to do. He had counted 112 by the time
the dance ended. “Great, only one more dance to go, he thought.”

The next dance was a slow dance. A lot of parties never put on
slow dances, but this one did, and Jack was very happy, because
he didn’t think he could take a third fast dance with her monotonous rhythm.

He looked at her, when the slow music started, wondering if she
was ready for slow dancing. She had that same look in her eyes
that he had seen hundreds of times before, that look that says
“Go ahead, put your arms around me and start dancing. Have I got
something better to do?” So he did. And her rhythm was definitely different this time, finally. Now, she basically just
stood there, kind of wobbling back and forth a little. And now
he realized how much he hated slow songs, because they just went
on, and on. It was a slow love song, just like so many love
songs he had heard before. This one was worse than many, however, because it was one of the ones that was currently getting too
much play on the radio.

Finally, the song ended, and, holding her hand, he led her off
the dance floor. He tried to think of a clever line, but then
decided he didn’t need one. “Hey, what’s your name?” he asked.

“I’m Jill,” she said.

“Yah, and I’m Jack.” They would have laughed, but both of them
had heard so many Jack and Jill jokes in their lives, that neither even found this real life coincidence at all funny.

‘So, I bet now he’s going to ask me to go for a walk with him.
Why do guys always use the same lines?’ she thought to herself.

“So, Jill, want to go for a walk? It’s a beautiful evening.”

‘Well,’ she thought, ‘at least a walk will be more fun than this
party. I wonder why all parties seem alike? The only thing
which wasn’t totally average about this party was the slow dance,
and I don’t even like to slow dance.’ “Sure,” she said, “where
are we going to walk to? Your place, I suppose, right?” She’d
been asked on too many walks not to already know the destination.

“Yah,” he said.

Now that she was pretty sure he wanted to seduce her, she decided
to appraise him. 5′ 9″, brown hair, brown eyes, not particularly
athletic or well dressed; but no body odor, no zits, and his hair
was combed. She would take what she could get. “Let’s go.”

The walk to Jack’s place was too long. The party had been at one
of the river houses, but both Jack and Jill lived in the Quad,
away from the main campus. They had gone up to the river houses
because, as usual, the quad was dead that weekend: only one
party, and it was lame. They walked up Garden Street, back to
Currier House. It was a walk both of them took every day, at
least twice a day, and both of them found it pretty wearying by
now. They went through the standard conversation about majors,
year of graduation, etc. but neither was really paying attention; they had asked and answered the questions so many times
before.

When they got back to Jack’s room, Jill was not very impressed.
Currier was one of the newer, more modern dormitories, and all of
the rooms were pretty similar. Jack had not done much to distinguish his.

“So,” Jill said, “how do you usually seduce women?” She was
feeling very direct.

“Usually, I try something with backrubs, but the last ten women
I’ve seduced, I’ve given backrubs, and I’m tired of it. What do
guys usually try on you?”

“They usually ask me if I want a backrub,” she said.

There was what would have been an awkward pause, if either of
them had really cared. Jack tried to think of something more
interesting than a back rub. He considered nude twister, but
wasn’t quite sure how someone would go about playing that exactly, without a third person to spin the spinner. He thought about
getting out his copy of the 5000 question purity test, but found
himself falling asleep at just the thought.

Finally, he said “Want a back rub?”

“Sure,” she said, lying down on his bed.

Slowly, he massaged her back, through her shirt. After about ten
minutes, her shirt started to ride up, intentionally, and he
began to actually massage her skin directly. Eventually, he
began massaging around her bra strap, and then clumsily unsnapped
it.

‘Thank God,’ she thought. It was taking forever. He gave an
average backrub, but she had never really been into back rubs
anyway. Eventually, his hands went lower and lower, and he was
touching the sides of her breasts, and then the front, and then
the nipples. ‘Pretty predictable,’ she thought.

Finally, she turned over, and they began kissing, and undressing.
She had a mediocre body, too much flab, but so did he. Neither
of them became particularly passionate, but both found the caressing vaguely enjoyable.

Slowly, his hand worked its way down to her vagina, and it was,
of course, slightly moist. He fingered her and sucked her tits
for a few minutes. Then, foreplay out of the way, he put on a
condom, and they had sex in the missionary position. He wasn’t
very good, not giving enough clitoral stimulation. She decided
to just lie back, and think of England. She had never been
there, so there wasn’t very much to think about, but it was more
interesting than the half hearted attempts of Jack, lying on top
of her. Eventually, Jack sped up his pumping. Faster and faster. ‘Great,’ she thought, ‘he’s almost finished.’ When he came,
spurting into the condom for a few seconds, she faked her orgasm.
He wasn’t fooled by her faking, but he didn’t really care.

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“I’m sure you two have something better to do,” my private Florence
Nightinggale said, “so stop embarrassing this poor boy and move out of
the way.”
Just before she pushed my wheelchair, I leaned my head back to beg her
to wait for the next elevator. While gazing at the two perfumed beauties
only inches above me, my hand slipped and out popped my dick again. I
must have looked like someone who just received a lobotomy, cause all I
could do was drool over the two lace covered mounds which were about to
smother me.
When her hands closed the front of my gown and then patted it in
place, I went off like a rocket! My dick sprang free once more and waved
around, spraying my cum like I had never done in the bathroom back home.
No, the two girls in the elevator didn’t suddenly drop to their knees
and start devouring my dick. And no, Mrs. Make-Me-Lose-Control didn’t
begin to lick my eruption from her fingers and beg me for more. In my
mind they did all this, but in reality the two girls began laughing
their asses off and Mrs. Baker (the volunteer’s real name) jumped away
from me like I had some dreadful contagious disease.
After finishing in the X-Ray department, someone else wheeled me over
to get a cast put on my broken hand and arm. The coaches at school cried
a little, but I didn’t tell them what really happened. After all, I
still had other limbs to worry about!

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“Honestly, Ken! I think you’re a bit of a show-off! You’re always
putting this thing on the wrong way.”
“Everyone can see my rear end if I wear it the other way!”
“Would you rather they see something else? Oh well, just keep it
closed until I get you to X-ray.”
I was definitely going to keep it closed! I now had a hard-on you
wouldn’t believe, and it wouldn’t go away!
“Are you going to tell me what happened?” Mrs. Juggernaut-Jugs asked
when we reached the elevator.
I couldn’t reply. I had lost the ability to speak the moment her tits
started bouncing up and down on my head while she wheeled me through the
hospital. I then felt her leaning over me, the front of her soft
warheads poking into my shoulders now.
“Don’t you think you should cover up again?” she almost whispered as
the elevator doors opened.
I don’t believe I’ll ever be more embarrassed as I was then. I looked
up and saw two girls, maybe 17 or 18, both of them wearing the red
stripped outfits and both of them giggling their heads off while staring
at my lap. I must have been dreaming about Mrs. Nike Missiles because my
dick was harder than ever and sticking straight up out of the gown I had
on backward.

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I began to come down from my peak just as the train started to slow
for the next station. “All that between 79th and 86th?” I thought, just as
the conductor announced “Hunnerd ‘n’ Tenth Street. Next stop Hunnerd ‘n’
Sixteenth.” We had made four stops, and I hadn’t even noticed!
“Hundred and Tenth!” my partner exclaimed. “Oh, shit! My stop was
96th!” Simultaneously, he leaped to his feet, stuffed his cock — still
dripping with cum — back into his pants, threw a quick “Thanks a lot,
Lady” over his shoulder to me, and leaped out the door just before it
closed.
I waved to him out the window as the train started up again, and then
started thinking about how much fun I was going to have with you when I got
home. One more stop, a couple of blocks walk, and then I was going to tell
you the whole story, and then fuck you silly.
I nearly froze my pussy walking home from the subway stop, because I
was in too much of a hurry even to put my panties on; I didn’t want to have
to waste time taking them off when I got home. I gave the doorman one hell
of a show when I slipped and fell on the wet marble in the lobby, nearly
killed myself when I slipped again getting out of the elevator, got inside,
and then discovered you were asleep! Fink!!

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“What happened this time, Ken?” a soft voice asked.
It was Mrs. Unbelievable, a young and very attractive volunteer worker
I first met when I had my nose broken a couple years back, and who I
last saw a few months ago when my friendly doctor finally fixed the
hernia left over from my ‘Big Brother’ days.
“I think my arm and a couple of my fingers are broke this time.” I
replied, lifting my left hand up and forgetting all about the gown.
Although it hurt like hell and tears came to my eyes, I wanted to show
her it beat the shit out of getting kicked in the nuts again.
“That looks painful so why don’t you put your hand back in your lap,
and we’ll get you over to X-ray.”
When her gentle fingers wrapped themselves around my wrist to place my
hand down, the pain disappeared. I suddenly became aware of two things.
Her tits! Those magnificent, missile-shaped mountains of flesh were
almost poking me in the eyes. I could even see the white lace covering
them up beneath her blouse.
“You can cut my hand off, just don’t move.” I found myself mumbling.
Luckily, Mrs. Bountiful-Boobs misinterpreted my words.
“You’re such a baby! Of course we have to move you. If your arm and
fingers really are broken, the doctor will have to reset them but I
promise he won’t have to amputate your hand.”
I almost jumped out of the wheelchair when I felt her hands on my
thighs, trying to close the gown.

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I hesitated for a moment, wanting a cock inside me, and tempted by the drop of pre-cum that was just beginning to run down the underside of his cock head. "Probably not a good idea," I finally replied, regretfully. He shook his head sadly. "Damn. I'd love to sink my dick into that hot cunt of yours." His hand moved faster and faster (and so did mine!), and his breathing got rougher and more ragged. "Hot and wet," he moaned. "Shit, I'd love to eat you, you look so good!" I closed my eyes again for a moment, imagining my fingers were his tongue, sliding back and forth over my clit, and then that they were his cock, as I plunged my index and middle fingers as far into my pussy as they could go, and then began to finger-fuck myself frantically. My eyes flew open as I heard him cry "Oh, shit, YES!". I was just in time to see the first spray of his cum shoot up into the air. I watched it rise and fall in a perfect parabola, seeming as if it were in slow motion. As it reached the peak of its arc, I knew what was going to happen, and happen it did. His load came down directly on my lower leg, splashing hot and wet, and then running down to my ankle and onto the seat. The feel of his cum was the final straw for me, and I cried out as my own orgasm washed over me.

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I can’t really say this course was more difficult than ‘Big Brothers’,
but I sure did hate all the pop-quizzes. You know the ones I’m talking
about, where you walk around a corner and suddenly four or five guys are
standing there, looking at you as if you just said something bad about
ALL of their mothers. If the female readers of this story think men have
no idea what it’s like to be gang-banged, you’re mistaken! Some of us
have a pretty fair idea of what it must feel like. The best result of
the class ‘Jealous Boyfriends’ was that our family doctor and I became
close friends. I also learned a lot about hospital emergency room
procedures and X-ray machines.
After a particularly hard homework assignment from two jealous guys
and three of their friends one afternoon, I was waiting in the
antiseptic hallway of my new campus; “The Hospital of Forms, Forms, and
More Forms’. As people walked by, I was trying to keep my crotch
covered. Being 14 at the time, I thought everyone wanted to see how big
or small I was down there. Nobody was really sneaking any peaks, but
they kept giving me these funny looks.

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With all this new knowledge, I focused my attention on sports and
stopped hitting little girls. I felt thought if someone I was competing
against in a sport hit me, I could justifiably and probably hit them
back without the threat of retaliation from a Big Brother. From the age
of 7 until I turned 16, I ran up against a whole different set of
problems, though. Not to appear boastful, but I was pretty good at
almost every sport I tried out for. I didn’t have any silly dreams of
becoming an All American. I just wanted to be good enough to make
everyone forget about Johnny Unitas, Wilt Chamberlain and Sandy Koufax.
But again, those dreaded girls came out of the woodwork. Thankfully,
they had retired their Mohammed Ali like jabs and, more importantly,
their brothers were chained up in basements, or in jail where they
belonged. The girls now began giving me these strange looks instead of
hitting me, and started to ask me to walk them home from school, like I
was some kind of bodyguard. A few even suggested we do our homework
together. Boy, these frilly little things sure were dumb. I could take
the garbage out at home by myself! I had to be told 8 or 9 dozen times,
but I certainly didn’t need their help doing it. Little did I know all
of their kindness made these girls even more dangerous. To be fair, they
weren’t this way intentionally. Anyway, this was when I enrolled in my
second extracurricular studies; ‘The Disposition of a Jealous
Boyfriend’.

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Administrator — Wed, 05 Dec 2007 21:03:57 +0000

Where’s all this leading to? Regretfully and humiliatingly, I’m trying
to work up the courage to tell you about the first time I ever had a
climax with a female was present.
Notice, I said ‘female present’! She, or in my case the three of them,
didn’t share in this experience. They only watched. As a reasonably
normal and always horny teenager I had many orgasms before this, but I
really don’t count beating off while looking at a centerfold in some
smelly bathroom as having sex. True, you eventually do come and it’s
better than nothing, but it’s just not the same when you’re alone and
you DO feel like a jerk after you’ve finished. Is this why some people
call it jerking off?
Unlike some of the stories you may have downloaded from this board
(yours truly included), my sex life didn’t begin with shapely,
beautiful, walking wet-dreams throwing me down the on playground and
fucking my brains out. Way back then, if a girl liked you, she hit you a
lot and pestered you in the most annoying way. To a boy who couldn’t
even spell hormones yet, let alone know what they were, this was not a
person you wanted to be near. To me, girls were to be avoided. Somewhere
along the line, as all 5 and 6 year old boys find out, I realized I was
stronger than the girls who were hitting me, so it was only logical that
I should start to hit them back.
This was when I first enrolled in the course; Big Brothers – 101.
Looking back at this period of time in my life, it’s really a shame my
school didn’t include the subject on their report cards. My parents
would have definitely been more proud of me. There were so many Big
Brothers, and those of us who attended their classes had a difficult
time graduating. Besides learning the relationship between a cold
compress and a black eye, I was taught how to properly re-align mangled
fingers, the different techniques of stopping a bleeding nose, shown
that, yes, I could be lifted up by the ears just like a puppy, and for
the last lesson I was amazed to learn the tiny things hanging between my
legs had nothing at all to do with how much pee I could retain before I
finally had to find a toilet. The small and hard to control rubbery
organ, which I seldom pulled out in time anyway, was primarily there for
pain! Big Brothers always hit or kicked these first so they must be
protected at all times.

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“Sorry to disturb you,” he said, in the most incredibly gentle voice
I’ve ever heard. He sounded for all the world just like someone trying to
lure a strange kitten into coming over to be patted. “I saw what you were
doing from the next car, and I just couldn’t resist coming over to this one
for a better look.”
What can you do when you’re faced with a gentlemanly apology like
that? Especially in New York! I did the ladylike thing. “Why don’t you
have a seat?” I said, pointing to the seat beyond my feet. Since I was
sitting sideways, that seat was maybe five feet from my head, no more than
two feet beyond the tips of my toes, directly in line with my pussy; sort
of the pornographic equivalent of first row seats right behind the goal at
a hockey game. “Perhaps you’d like to open your pants and do likewise?”
“Thanks. I think I will,” he said, with a sudden smile.
The train was pulling out of the 79th Street station as he settled
himself in the seat and opened his fly. He winced a couple of times as he
worked his rock-solid cock out of the opening. They aren’t the most
maneuverable things, are they? Especially when you’ve got those silly
jockeys to deal with.
“Very nice,” I told him, quite honestly, when he had it out and
comfortably nestled in his hand. As he began to stroke it up and down, I
resumed finger-fucking myself, thinking how silly I must have looked,
carrying on a conversation on the subway, with a complete stranger, all the
while with a finger deep in my pussy. After a minute or two, I switched to
a masturbation style better suited to showing off, spreading my pussy lips
open with my left hand, and rubbing my clit with the fingertips of my
right.
“Yours is very nice too,” he said, his hand moving faster on his
shaft. “You don’t suppose we could…” His voice trailed off, as he tried
to think of a good way to suggest that we stop fooling around with this
masturbation stuff, and start fucking.

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As soon as the doors closed, I turned sideways in the seat again,
putting my back towards the guy at the other end of the car, lifted the
front of my skirt to my waist, and buried a finger in my pussy. Ahhh,
heaven. My eyes closed involuntarily as I began to slide the finger in and
out, rubbing the palm of my hand across my clit. I was rapidly approaching
orgasm, when something made me open my eyes. A man was standing in the
aisle about ten feet away, his eyes riveted on my crotch, the bulge in his
pants clearly showing just what he thought of my little show.
I froze, my on-coming cum evaporating. Not that I have any objections
to showing off, quite the contrary, in fact. It was just the
unexpectedness of it; thinking I was alone, and then discovering I had an
audience. Seeing that I had stopped, he looked up from my pussy and our
eyes met. Neither of us even breathed for several seconds, until, finally,
he broke the silence.

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When the boat got back to the dock, we were pretty much partied out,
and I, at least, was frozen stiff. We all went our separate ways, which
for Gary and me meant heading straight for the uptown number 1 train. It
turned out that he was frozen too, so once the train showed up we decided
to try a little hypothermia treatment. We had one of the sideways sets of
seats next to the car door to ourselves — in fact we damn near had the car
to ourselves. He sat down right next to the barrier between the seats and
the door, and I sat in his lap, with his coat buttoned around both of us.
Once I started to warm up a bit, I realized that Gary’s lap was not
the most comfortable place I’d ever sat — somehow you never realize just
how bony someone’s legs are until you sit on them — and I started to
squirm around, trying to find a position that didn’t include a bone poking
me. Not surprisingly, this had something of an effect on him. I suppose
you could say that I warmed him up a bit. The net result, though, was to
make his lap even worse as a chair. If he wasn’t poking me, I was
squashing him, and all-in-all, I think we were both a bit relieved that
Gary had to get off the train at Times Square and head for the E out to
Queens.
Losing my butt-warmer did have a few advantages besides easing my
seat. Most notably, I could sit sideways on the seats, lean my back up
against the barrier, and try to make my knees a little more comfortable by
straightening them out in front of me. On the other hand, I did miss the
warmth he had been providing, so I did what any normal person would do: I
pulled my arms out of the sleeves of my jacket and hugged myself inside it.
By 50th Street I was warm enough to realize how frustrated I had been with
a hard cock against my ass and no time or opportunity to do anything about
it.
Without even thinking about it, I reached down, slipping my hand
inside the waistband of my skirt, and began to rub my pussy through my
panties. I was already wet, and after just a moment or so of rubbing, I
knew that wasn’t going to be enough. I was about to slip my hand into my
panties, figuring to get a finger or two into my pussy, when I realized
where I was. I took a quick look around, and was a little surprised to see
that there was only one other person in the car: a guy sitting all the way
down at the far end, his nose buried in a book. I only hesitated a second
before I lifted my butt and slipped my panties off. I had my arms back
into the sleeves of my jacket, my feet on the floor, and my panties in my
jacket pocket seconds before the train stopped at 59th.

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Administrator — Wed, 14 Nov 2007 17:13:33 +0000

Men are basically lazy. Let’s face it, who do you think invented the
remote control for the television? It was a married guy who didn’t have
any kids to change the channel. We’re also not the most patient of God’s
creatures. How many guys out there have, at one time or another, wanted
a pocket knife while trying to take your girlfriend’s or wife’s bra off?
Especially the ones with the hidden front clasps which, by the way, I
believe are also used to secure the engines to the wings of a Boeing
747. Most of us become grunting animals with a sports game on the
television in a bar too. Hell, if it weren’t for the beer and car
commercials, we’d probably piss in our pants before a televised game was
over. As it is, I’ve seen some guys do just this, only because they
didn’t want to miss any of the action.
Also, God forbid that a rational thought ever enter our head while we
have a hard-on. I’m not really sure, but I think this is the criteria
Catholic’s use to elect a new Pope. I don’t mean they pick a candidate
who can still think with a hard-on, although this in itself would be a
miracle, but that the new pontiff must be past the age of even getting a
hard-on!

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Administrator — Thu, 08 Nov 2007 15:51:38 +0000

I raised and crossed the hazy room once more. I pulled back
the covers and slid into bed and fell into a deep slumber.

The storm had ended…inside and out.

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Administrator — Thu, 01 Nov 2007 12:39:13 +0000

I turned on my side and placed my head upon the carpet, I turned to query the mirror with one final gaze. I again saw myself as glorious. I had never experienced anything like this before, nor had I ever dreamed of anything similar. I had felt my total womanhood . . . more importantly, I had seen her. I raised and crossed the hazy room once more. I pulled back the covers and slid into bed and fell into a deep slumber. The storm had ended...inside and out.com/1005680/1/sologirls/custom/sgrlvgkrissy04/" target="_blank">
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My pace quickened, and my long, hard thrusts turned to
short, violent ones. I flicked a finger quickly on my
clitoris as the others pumped me faster. My head fell back,
I let out deep sighs of pleasure . . . I knew that I was
there.

My whole body began to contract and my movements were tense.
Sensations rippled through my body in immense waves as I
plunged my fingers deep into my vagina and massaged my
clitoris with extreme pressure. My juices gushed onto my
fingers and hands in colossal volume. I continued gliding
my fingers in and out, steadily decreasing speed and force.
I felt total release as if all was drained from within me,
my body contracted once more dropping me to the floor.

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I began to grind rhythmically against my fingers, I pumped
them harder and faster as I began to moan in a low whisper.
My essence was flowing freely so my fingers glided easily, I
watched my image in the mirror and began to increase my
trusts. I pushed harder against my hand as I watched my
lips spread and contract. I used my other hand to steadily
massage my clitoris, only to increase my stimulation
tenfold. I felt and watched as my body began to
involuntarily convulse, the ritual that would bring me full
climax.
I pulled my fingers out of my vagina and rubbed the thick
juices over my entire vaginal area, then I re-inserted them.
I spread my lips with my other hand and caressed them
gently, rubbing the juices into them. I watched my fingers
slide in and out of my vagina in the mirror. I watched my
mouth open and my tongue spread fiery saliva across my lips.

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Administrator — Mon, 15 Oct 2007 15:35:02 +0000

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I watched myself as I was doing this and revelled in the
release of my stress. I felt a sense of security knowing
that I could be in control of at least one thing in my
life…the way I made love to myself. My sensations and
confidence allowed me to become totally uninhibited,
exploring my body and my total sexuality.

I abandoned my thoughts and moved my hands down to my
vagina, curiously watching the mirror to see what I would do
next. I glided a finger to the opening of my tunnel and
felt my warm juices oozing. I slid my finger inside me and
began to explore the inner walls of my pleasure center.
I entered another finger and watched myself glide them in
and out, in and out.

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I began to move slowly back and forth as I watched my
nipples graze the textile. It was a wondrous sensation as I
again felt them become fully erect. I felt a drop of my
essence roll down my inner thigh. I raised to face my
mirrored image, relishing my sexual glory, I sat with my
legs spread apart, resting my buttocks on the heels of my
feet.

I watched enthralled as I raised hands to my breasts, again
with my thumb and fore-finger, I rolled the nipples, they
tingled with extraordinary pleasure. I pulled them outward
and increased the applied pressure, I raised them upward and
exposed the ivory skin beneath. I pulled and tugged at them
until I could stand no more. I placed both hands onto them
and began to squeeze and massage all of their area.

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I spread my legs slightly apart as I began to massage my
clitoris, pressing it between my fore and middle fingers.
The motion increased my secretions much to my pleasure, and
I began to press delicately, nurturing it until I felt it
begin to swell.

I saw myself as a glorious vision of loveliness as I began
my decent to the carpet. Now on my hands and knees, I
turned sideways seeing my breasts hang down, greeting their
new environment with utter elegance and grace. I raised my
feet above my buttocks, supported only by my hands and
knees. I lowered my bosom enabling me to massage them on the
soft, yet scruffy carpet.

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I tugged gently at the ribbon until the bow came untied, the
corner of the panty fell down exposing the skin just to the
side of my vagina. My stare into the mirror had become
fixed as I stroked the skin with my littlest finger. I
watched myself convince my other hand to render the other
bow unsecured, allowing the light panties to dropped to the
floor beneath me.

I looked down to see the wisps of golden hair that was no
longer compressed by the panties. I watched in the mirror
as I guided my fingers, gently placing them over my vagina,
the warmth comforted me as my forefinger slipped down to
where my vaginal lips began to part. I felt the moistness
that I had anticipated, the heady sensations that arose
intoxicated me, and my legs began to quiver with bliss.