New Look-New Life____Part-1-of-6____The Beginning____……………………..
George, and I dated for three years and we’ve been married for over ten years. We have two kids, Darren who is 9 ½ and 8-year-old Cynthia. Three years ago George started hounding me about how I looked and about the twenty pounds that I’d gained as a result of having two kids in three years. He was constantly putting me down about my weight, how I dressed, my hairstyle, etc., etc. He would say things like, “Even though you have a beautiful face, luscious full lips, beautiful hair and very firm sexy breasts, you’re being over weight makes them frumpy. I would even say fat. If you held your arms out to your sides we'd all see those flabby wings hanging down... That’s not a good look either. Upper arms are a good indicator of what your thighs and ass are going to look like.” Then he’d try to soften it up by saying, “You could be a lot sexier if you’d lose some weight and toned up.” ____
At the time I was deeply involved in taking care of the kids, keeping house in some semblance of order, and trying to hold down a job. I worked 50-60 hour weeks with a 2-hour commute everyday (1 hour each way) for me there were never enough hours in a day. When the George started criticizing me about my appearance, his constant hounding did nothing my self-esteem; it was just another weight on my shoulders. ____
One of my girlfriends couldn’t believe that I was so naïve. According to her, George was probably fucking some tramp on the side and unless I did something about it, he would most likely leave me. She said that when a man started bitching about his wife’s weight and looks, he's most likely trying to instigate things so that he has a ‘reason’ to be getting some on the side. ____
It took me a year and a half, but I went back to school and got a Masters Degree. Then armed with my new degree I went out and got a new much better paying job closer to home. Now I’m a working professional in an industry where I deal mostly with men. Hence, most of my friends from both college and work now tend to be men. I’ve updated my wardrobe to look more professional chic, changed my diet, grown out my hair, and although I resented the reason behind it, started working out at the gym. A big part of my new wardrobe was shoes, and it was amazing how important the right shoes were to my emotional well-being. The right shoes could not only imbue a woman with all things powerful and positive, they could also make a less than perfect ass look beautiful, and make a beautiful ass like mine impossible for a guy to take his eyes off of. Certain shoes makes me feel so sexy, that I can’t help having fun 'sashaying' through a restaurant or other public venues exhibiting my long shapely legs and my aforementioned beautiful ass. And of course so as not to spoil the affect I never forget a pedicure. There is nothing so distracting from a woman’s looks than mangled feet in heels or open toed sandals. ____
A woman’s body changes forever after childbirth and is never the same afterwards. Despite that and the fact that it’s harder for a woman to lose weight when she gets older, through plane hard work I was now five pounds shy of my weight ten years ago when George and I first got married. Even though I’ve lost fifteen pounds George still isn’t treating me with any respect or showing me any affection. I thought that because many of my friends, guys and girls both, have noticed and complimented me on my looks that my weight loss was paying off. It looks like I’ve been deluding myself, my weight lose means nothing. ____
Even though my scale and new wardrobe are both telling me that I look good, George’s attitude was telling me that I was still not good enough, or pretty enough any more. It was becoming increasingly difficult if not impossible for me to regain my self-esteem. I still thought George’s lack of interest was because of my failings and because he was having an affair with a younger woman. Although I didn’t realize it yet, George was not having an affair but instead had a low libido. He hadn’t lost interest in me; he had instead lost interest in sex in general. ____
Like most women I obsessed about my body. Even if a guy has the most beautiful woman in the world in his bed, she’s still going to worry about what he thinks of her body. I am no exception, so having my friends compliment me on my looks is important for my self-esteem. Since it was George’s idea for me to lose weight and improve myself, I don’t understand why he’s acting like such a jealous prick? Even though I suspect that George is playing around, I have been faithful to him since when we were dating and started having a monogamous relationship. I know that it’s wrong, but I resent that George made me feel so bad about myself because of my weight. What's worse is our lack of a sex life for the past few years. When I was overweight George used that as an excuse not to have sex. Now that I've lost weight he still he’s still not interested. He says that he's too tired, or he has a headache, or any one of a dozen excuses. I'm a very sensual person with an active libido, so if George doesn't regain his interest soon, I’m going to have to go elsewhere. ____
I've been working out at the gym for over a year now and during this time I’ve met a few guys and even a few girls that seem to be interested in me. There's one guy in particular that goes out of his way to talk to me every time I’m in there. James was about 6-feet tall, with dark wavy hair and brown eyes that gave him a little bit of an Irish look. Actually I found out later that he was an Irish/ Cherokee mix. James didn’t have the kind of body that my husband George has, developed arms and torso, with spindly under-developed legs below. James was muscular all over, 6-pack abs, wide shoulders and well-defined arms and legs. His arms looked as if he could pick me up and carry me with ease. When he gives me a ‘gun show,’ his biceps are so big that it takes both hands to reach around one. And, he has the best looking butt in the gym - firm and just a little curve to the cheeks. Each would fit perfectly in my palm. Just watching him walk away is a treat. He looks great in shorts because his thighs and calves are well defined without being bulky. He has a cherubic smile and his thick and wavy blond hair always looked a little tousled. He was a fine young man, with emphasis on “young.” I’m pretty sure that he’s young enough to be her son. I don’t know why he was so interested in me, with all the svelte, pretty young trainers and members that were always hanging out there. ____
We've always maintained just a friendly hi and bye type relationship, but about a month ago, that all started to change when James invited me to swim party at his apartment pool. According to him, he lives in a party complex and that everyone living there was college students and is under 25 years of age. I declined of course, and reminded him that I was married with two kids. That should have ended anything further but it didn't. ____
To be continued…____
New Look-New life____Part-2-of-6 ____The Gym____ ……………………
The next time I was at the gym, James told me that he was sorry that I’d missed the swimming party. He’d been looking forward to seeing me in a bikini, and that if I’d have shown up, he’d have introduced me to all of his hot young friends, bah, and bah, blahs. I really felt uncomfortable having James talking to me that way. But on some level it was really flattering to hear compliments on my shapely butt, my nice firm breasts, and my pretty lips, that according to James were begging to be kissed. True, now that I’d lost weight George was slightly more attentive, and even a little jealous. Unfortunately, it’s too little, too late, because unfortunately poor George’s attention still didn't extend to sex. ____
The problem is that things were so bad at home and had been for so long that James’s sexual innuendoes and invitations were starting to sound good to me. I've tried for the last 2 years or so to get some kind of a spark going with George, but nothing worked. Or if it did, I couldn't keep it going for longer than a weekend. Not even losing all the weight and improving my appearance worked. The only explanation that I can think of is that, like my girlfriend said; he is getting it somewhere else. So I’ve reached the point where I don't care any more. I mean I care about my kids but as far as my marriage is concerned, why should I be expected to live like this? ____
Now, along comes James blatantly offering me sex and making no attempt to make it sound like anything else but sex. He's extremely flirty, but so young that he threatened to steal my keys so he could drive my new BMW. When I declined his invitation to go to the beach with him, he threatened to show up at the house on Labor Day and kidnap me. The list just goes on. I realize there would be nothing more than pure sex with James but I feel that after what I’ve gone through the last few years with George that I’m entitled to a little sex if I want it. And I want it. ____
The next time I was at the gym, when James started flirting, I let him talk me into going to his apartment after our work out. As soon as his apartment door closed, James had me in his arms kissing me. Our tongues were entwined and our hands were all over each other’s bodies. I’d been dying to touch him ever since I’d seen him, so when I stroked his crotch, I asked him, “Can you take it out for me?” ____
With a grin James answered, “I thought you’d never ask.” ____
Then he unzipped his pants to reveal a huge bulge in his white briefs, with his cock hanging to the left side. The outline of his cock nestled in his underwear was so beautiful that I can’t help but reaching out to touch it. “May I kiss you?” I murmured. ____
Obediently, he leaned his head forward to kiss my lips, but I wasn’t talking about his lips. I knelt down and gently touched my lips to the bulge in his snow-white jockeys, and sucked on the slight wet spot that was forming. I ran my mouth up and down the mound of his cock, where it strained against the fabric. Reaching inside his underwear I straightened his cock. Now that the tip was sticking out of the leg of his underwear a good two inches, I saw that he was uncircumcised. I love my un-mutilated cocks. With a low moan, the tip of my tongue flicked out and licked the tip of his cock, taking the pre-cum into my mouth. Oh, Lord, he tasted so good, that I wanted to taste all of him. ____
As I freed James’s cock from his underwear, I noticed that the foreskin slid easily back and forth. And although it was only about 5-incheslong flaccid, it grew to almost 8-inches. James gasped, when I took him in my mouth and gulped my way down his shaft until my lips were kissing his balls. When I eased back up until only the crown was still caught between my lips, his eyes got big and he started to moan helplessly. Shocked at myself for being so brazen, I started to slowly move my mouth up and down his cock, applying a little more pressure with each stroke. I gently squeezed his balls when I felt him about to cum. Soon he hunched his hips forward, moaned loudly, and splattered my tonsils with several rapid-fire gobs of cream. He tasted so good that all I wanted to do was devour him alive, so I greedily swallowed his jizz.. ____
As his half-hard cock fell from my mouth, James placed his hand gently on the back of my head and tenderly kissed me on my damp lips. As we kissed, I stood up. James reached down to unbuckle my belt, and to unzip my tight jeans. In seconds I felt his strong hand slide down my belly and under my pink lace panties to my well-trimmed chestnut thatch. Then I shivered with anticipation as his fingers expertly brushed across my clit and slid between my puffy lips and into my warm wet pussy. Within seconds I began to feel as though I was going to cum, but I don’t want to cum this quickly. It had been so long since sex had felt this good that I wanted to take my time and savor it. But James’s fingers and tongue were too talented; he soon had me cumming over and over and over again. For a 20-year old, James sure knew what he was doing. He was far better at pleasing a woman than my 35-year-old husband ever was. ____
My head was in a whirl, as James led me into his bedroom and finished removing my clothing. It felt so good when he lay down next to me and his body touched mine, the silky caress of his hands as they moved slowly over my body, the taste of his kiss upon my lips. It was so much better than with my husband that I never wanted it to end. He held me close, enfolded in his arms; and my world was once again right. I love the feel and smell of his warm skin so much that I rested my face on his smooth chest and just breathed him in. I want so much to make him feel good, to feel my long red nails tracing my name on his back, to hear his soft sigh and moans. God it felt so good to hear passion again. Then he gently parted my delicate lips and slid his hard young cock into my inflamed pussy. His cock was so big that as he pushed it into me I could feel it stretching the walls of my pussy. When he was completely in I felt his balls bump against my outer lips. Then he began to gently move his hips in and out, as my inner muscles clenched and released, as it gripped his cock like a hand. With every squeeze I feel the most fantastic sensation that were like nothing else in the world. For that moment, I was complete. ____
James was insatiable. We started out fucking on the bed, then moved to the floor, his shower, his balcony, and finally on his bed again. I was so exhausted that I slept for two hours before I was able to drive home. We’d fucked so long and so hard that my body and my pussy were so bruised and sore that I could hardly walk. I told my family that I was sore because I’d worked out too hard. ____
Ironically, my episode with James left me so horny that when we went to bed, I initiated sex with George. It was the first time that we'd touched each other in months and months. I had trouble arousing him, so I sucked his cock. Sucking his cock was something that I'd only done before under duress, and then, only on special occasions such as his birthday or whatever. Not only did I suck his cock, but also for the first time I let him cum in my mouth. He was so overjoyed and overwhelmed that he didn't know how to act. But I still didn't get fucked. As spectacular as his blowjob was, instead of being sexually aroused and fucking my brains out, he rolled over and went to sleep. Oh, don't get me wrong, he kissed me on the cheek and said, "Thanks, that was great." before he went to sleep. Only a man can get his rocks off, then roll over and go to sleep all in the same breath and feel no remorse. ____
James and I had now been fucking 3 or 4 times a week for the last two months and he’d had me every way that it was possible for a guy to have a woman, mouth, ass, pussy, rough, gentle, and everything in between. James had me so well fucked that I was almost his sex slave. As a matter of fact, a couple of times he even treated me like a slave. One night he decided that I’d been naughty so he turned me over his knees and paddled my naked butt. And, I don’t mean a couple of little love pats either. By the time he finished, my butt was blistered a nice cheery red, there were tears running down my cheeks, and my pussy was on fire. When he finished spanking me, he threw me on the bed and ravaged my body. I don’t think that I’d ever cummed so hard or so often. By the time that he finished with me my knees and legs were so weak that I almost couldn’t walk. ____
Another time he ordered me to get down on the floor on my hands and knees and to grovel and beg for permission to suck his cock. I did it gladly because I loved the taste of his cock and couldn’t keep it out of my mouth. James thought that he’s the luckiest guy in the world, because his cock was always in my mouth. Every time we took a shower or watched TV, I sucked his cock. We can’t even run up to the local convince store without me sucking his cock all the way there and back. One day as a lark I even sucked him off in the restroom while gas was being put in his car. ____
Sex with my husband George had always been so bland that I almost always had to resort to what I call my ‘inner whore’ to enhance my sex life. All women have an inner whore and, just like men, at one time or another think of other men while making routine boring love to their husbands. After being married to him I couldn’t believe the stamina that an 18-year-old like James has or the number of times that he could cum in an evening. Even when he was young, George couldn’t have competed with James. With George, it had always been the ‘missionary-position’ and no foreplay. Just ‘wham bam, thank you ma am, one hump and out. As soon as he cummed, he’d roll over and go to sleep, most times with not even a thank you. Never in the 10 years of our marriage had he ever even tried to eat my pussy and as I mentioned earlier, he was luck if I sucked his cock on his birthday. ____
Call it a guilty conscious if you’d like, but now every time I come home from a session with James, I suck George's cock. George is still passive and makes me initiate things but I think that he's beginning to look forward to getting his cock sucked. Last night he even got excited enough to lay his hand on my head while I was sucking him off. Who knows, maybe next time he'll get excited enough to moan. ____
To give myself the whole weekend to play, I'd told George and the kids that I was going out of town on business. They thought I was going from work to the airport, so when I left for work Friday morning, I carried a bag with clean underwear and several changes of clothing with me. That gave me from Friday night to Sunday night to be with James. ____
To be continued…____ …………………………
New Look-New Life____Part-3-of-5____The Hot Tub____ ……………………………..
Friday evening after we worked out, I followed James back to his apartment. As usual, James couldn’t wait to get his cock in my mouth so as soon as we walked in his front door; he was ripping my clothes off and pushing me down on my knees. As I knelt down I wrapped my hand around his throbbing cock and began to masturbate him as I looked up teasingly into his eyes. Then I noisily kissed its head as I started licking and sucking his cock. When I swallowed him all the ways to the root his legs began to shake. My head bobbed up and down, faster and faster, until I was dizzy. As I played with his heavy balls, the head swelled as his cock throbbed against my tongue right before it exploded in a salty jet. Swallowing as fast as I could, I sucked him like a straw as glob after glob of his hot cum poured out. As I clung to him sucking like a leech, James’s knees buckled causing his cock to pop out of my mouth. Rising to my feet we kissed, then our antics moved from the front foyer to the bedroom and lasted until around 3 AM when we both dropped off to sleep from sheer exhaustion. ____
Saturday morning we slept late then went to Denny’s for breakfast. On the way back to James’s apartment we decided to relax for a while in the apartment’s hot tub. Even though we’d been involved for a couple of months, I’d only met a couple of James’s friends so I think that he secretly just wanted to show off his super hot older lover to his horny young buddies. I was what the college boys refereed to as a MILF (mother I’d like to fuck). I didn’t mind though because, after George’s disinterest, James and his friends’ attention and admiration was very good for my ego. ____
We got there a little before noon so Carl, one of James’s horny friends was the only one in the hot tub. Carl was a little taller than James, about 6-foot 2, and was youthfully dark and handsome, not to mention sexy in an Italian sort of way. Actually his people were Sicilians from Palermo. As Carl helped me into the hot tub, I found myself wondering if he was up for a little wild action, after all thanks to George I had 10 years worth of fucking to catch up on. ____
The three of us had been chatting for only a few minutes, when James got a call on his cell phone. When he got off the phone, he told me that he had to leave for about an hour, to run an errand for his mother. “But,” he said, “there is no reason why you can’t stay and enjoy the hot tub while I’m gone.” Then he added as an after thought, “I’m sure Carl would be glad to keep an eye on you while I’m gone.” ____
“No problem,” piped up Carl with a cute little smile on his face. ____
I could see ‘set up’ a mile away, but Carl was cute and I was horny, so I agreed. James wasn’t out of sight before Carl had his hand on my thigh, and told me that; “James has told me so much about you that I feel like we already know each other. I hope you and I can be as just as good of friends as you and James are.” ____
What the hell, like I said, I was horny and Carl was a big good-looking boy, so I said, “Why not?” ____
This gave Carl the confidence to run his hand on up my thigh and stroke my pussy through my bikini bottoms. “Why don’t we go to my apartment and finish this conversation?” Carl asked with a shy grin. ____
I’d already decided that I was going to fuck him, but I was feeling ornery, so I decided to tease Carl a little first. Instead of saying yes, I said, “No I don’t think so. I think I just want to sit here and relax in the hot water for awhile.” As we bantered back and forth for a couple of minutes, I further enticed Carl by easing lower into the water, removed my bra, and brazenly tossed in out on the bank. As he boldly reached underwater and fondled my breasts, he continued to try to get me to go to his apartment. I guess, though, that he didn’t take teasing very well, because he suddenly reached under water and grabbed my bikini bottoms with both hands, yanked them down my legs and literally ripped them off of me. Then he jumping out of the hot tub and with my bikini bottoms in one hand, grabbed up my bra and both our towels in the other, and with a big grin said, “If you want your bathing suit back it’ll be in my apartment.” ____
I was so stunned that all I could do was stare as Carl saunter up the sidewalk to his apartment. When he got to his apartment and went inside, the scamp left the door open for me. So there I sat at noon Saturday in an apartment hot tub, naked. My only two choices was to hope someone would show up and lend me a towel, or give in to Carl and literally ‘streak’ the 75 feet to his apartment door. ____
I could see a group of guys in bathing coming across the parking lot, and I didn’t feel like giving them a free show so I chose Carl’s apartment. Dripping wet, I leaped out of the hot tub and sprinted barefooted, bare ass flashing, towards Carl’s door. I almost make it without being seen. I was about 10 feet from his door when a guy stepped out of the next apartment and was treated to a close up view of my naked butt as I flew past. As I sprinted gasping through his door, Carl shut it behind me. ____
When I tried to scold him, Carl reached out and cupped the back of my neck. The kiss was soft, sweet, and sumptuous. It cooled my anger, soothed, and aroused all at the same time. I thought I heard a sound, something between a whimper and a sigh. The fact that it had escaped from my own burning throat amazed me. But I didn’t pull away, not even when the sound came again, quiet and helpless. His mouth was too clever, too persuasive. I couldn’t help myself, my resistance melted degree by degree. His first blast of heat had mellowed, rippling into a low long burn. I forgot that I’d been angry, or that I’d been challenged. ____
My head reeled as his strong hands squeezed and fondled my breasts. Gently pinching my erect nipples, he whispered hoarsely into my how incredibly sexy I was. I could feel his hands resting on my shoulders, as he gently pushed me to my knees and ordered me to, “Suck my cock, bitch!” ____
As I took his still flaccid cock in my mouth, his hands sent shivers up and down my spine as they roamed down to my breasts. I could feel my nipples hardening as he stroked and caressed the soft smooth skin of my breasts. Wrapping my hand around the base of His cock I began to suck on his purple knob. He couldn’t keep himself from squirming and wiggling his hips as I took more of him into my mouth. I soon had him moving his hips back and forth, faster and faster as he approached his climax. When I felt his body stiffen and start quivering, I tightened my lips and sucked him as deep into my mouth as I could get him. His orgasm was explosive and seemed to go on forever. ____
Moving to the bedroom, he pushed me back on the bed, crawled between my outstretched legs and covered my body with his strong young body. After nibbling and sucking my nipples, he kissed his way down my firm belly to my already-wet slit. Carl didn’t need any guidance; as soon as he reached my pussy, he was expertly licking my damp lips. There is nothing that makes a woman more unique than her pussy. They come in all different sizes, colors and shapes. Some are tucked inside like a little girl’s slit and have thick luscious lips that come out to greet you. Some are nestled in a clump of fur, others are covered with transparent fuzz, and some due to waxing and shaving are bald. ____
Carl seemed to understand that women are a good deal more verbal than men are, especially during sex. That we respond more to verbal stimulation, which means, the more a woman is talked to, the easier it is to get her off. Carl told me how beautiful my pussy was as he gently pulled its lips apart so that he could lick my inner lips. Then he spread the top of my slit for better access to my clit. Women’s clits, like men’s cocks, come in all sizes. Size means nothing when it comes to the capacity for orgasm. But, he didn’t touch my clit; he teased my pussy instead. He licked and kissed the tender areas of my inner lips. His kisses came dangerously close to my clit, and then floated away. It was so hot when he licked the crease where my leg joined my pussy then nuzzled his face in my pussy, I nearly cummed right then and there. ____
All the time he brushed his lips across my clit, I was bucking up off the bed, straining to get closer to him. Then he used his tongue to separate the lips of my pussy, so he could run his tongue up and down between the layers of swollen flesh. With his hands, he spread my legs wider and brought his tongue to the top of my slit. With his lips he gently pulled my lips back so he could flick his tongue over my clit. The faster he flicked, the more my legs shuddered. When he sensed that that I was nearing orgasm, he gently took my clit into his mouth and gently caressed it with lips and tongue. When the tension of my rising orgasm caused me to raise my pelvis into the air, he moved with me, never taking his mouth off my clit. ____
Nipples hard and face flushed, I began to tremble towards orgasm. As my orgasm exploded inside my pussy and I started cumming, Carl still didn’t let go of my clit. When I started to come down from my orgasm, still holding clit between his lips, he pressed his tongue against the bottom. Then he moved down and flicked his tongue in and out of her pussy. ____
After I’d cummed on his face 2 or 3 times, Carl turned me over and ran his finger along my slit, feeling my wetness and getting some of it on his fingers to rub on his cock. He tickled my clit just to hear me moan, and slipped a finger inside my pussy, real quickly in and out--teasing me. I wanted his cock so badly that I pushed my hips towards him. He lined himself up and pushed inside - just the head, then stopped. He held my hips tight so that I couldn’t push back and get more of him inside me. I couldn’t help myself, I was wild with desire and wanted to feel him fill me up all the way, and hit my g-spot hard. Tensing my muscles, I squeeze myself around his cock. Carl started moving his hips in short thrusts, slowing working into me a little bit at a time. He thrust, then pulled back (but not completely out), stirred the head just inside me, and then thrust a bit deeper. He repeated this again and again until he finally thrust fully into me, then again quickly pulled back. By now I was moaning and begging for him to fuck me, “Fuck me, god please fuck me!” Carl paused, then plunged roughly into me. I gave a little scream when he's fully inside, and then the real hard, raw fucking ensued. We moved in synch, hips thrusting, moaning. The head of his cock hit my g-spot nice and hard, every once in awhile he stirred me by circling his hips. Carl twisted his fingers in my hair and pulled it, forcing me to straighten up against his torso. The change of angle made us just grind. Carl pushed his other hand against my lower belly, and that's enough – my moans escalated into screams, as my body tensed up. A massive orgasm ripped through me, shaking me down to my very core. My tight pussy spasming around his cock was too much for Carl, he gave one final thrust, and then with a loud grunt he pumped his load deep into me. ____
Poor Carl was so spent that he rolled slowly off my body in exhaustion. He looked so damn cute lying there with his flaccid cock, still glistening with cum, lying across his leg, that I just had to lean over and kiss its head. Being the slut that I am, I couldn't stop with a kiss. Sucking its head gently into my mouth, I savored the taste of our combined juices, as I brought him back to life. Once it was hard, I knelt over Carl and guided his newly awaken erection into my wet pussy. Once it was in, I rode him like a bronco. As I furiously bounced up and down, my red hair flying all about my head, Carl gripped my breasts and pinched my nipples. My orgasm was so powerful that I collapsed from sheer exhaustion. ____
I was so exhausted that I went to sleep on Carl’s bed. Later I woke up to the sound of voices coming from the living room. When I peeked out the bedroom door, Carl and the neighbor that had just seen me naked was sitting on the couch drinking beer. He was a lot shorter and thinner than both James and Carl. And unlike them, he looked like a pale and blonde nerd. But now that I got a good look at him he was kind of cute.____
Most people aren’t aware of it, but there is nothing in the world any hornier that a fresh fucked female. So still naked I sauntered into the living room like a female cat in heat and purred, “Carl, why don’t you introduce me to your friend?” ____
With a laugh Carl gestured towards me with his hand and said, "Paul, this is Norah… ____
To be continued… ____ …………………………………………
New Look-New Life____Part-4 -of- 6____An Orgy____ …………………………………
You’d have thought that since this was the second time that Paul had seen me stark naked, that the guy wouldn’t have been so shocked, but the poor kid couldn’t even talk. I could tell by the shit-eating grin on his face, when I took his hand and led him toward the bedroom, that he was a virgin. ____
When I told him to, “Strip!” the poor kid couldn’t get his pants down and his clothes off fast enough. When I knelt down and took his hard cock in my hand then put it in my mouth, his knees got so weak that I thought he was going to fall. While my mouth was working its magic, he got so excited that he grabbed my hair and started clumsily fucking my mouth. It was the guy’s first blowjob, so about 3 or 4 pumps and he was cumming in my mouth. When he felt himself cumming, he tried to pull away, but I grabbed the cheeks of his ass and held him deep in my mouth. When he couldn’t hold back any longer, he almost screamed in pleasure as his balls exploded filling my mouth his hot salty cum. ____
He was so sweet. When I stood up, he put his arms around me and kissed me, softly at first then deeply with his big full luscious lips. Without breaking the kiss, I took his hand and pressed it up against my very wet pussy. Taking the hint, He slid his fingers into my slit and fingered my pussy while massaging my clit with his thumb. As naïve as he was about getting a blowjob, I’m surprised that he even knew that I had a clit, much less where it was. For his first time, he was catching on fast. Pushing me down onto the bed, he knelt down and started licking my pussy. Parting my swollen lips with his tongue, Paul delved deeply into the cum-filled folds of my womanhood. He ate me out like he was a starving man and I was a feast. When a girl finds a guy who gives good head, she’s found a treasure that she’s not going to let go of too quickly. She won’t even tell her best girlfriends about it or the guy will become the most popular guy in town. Most guys when they fuck usually do it satisfactorily, but it is the guy that gives good head that’s really in demand. And, it looked like Paul was one of these rare customers. ____
I guess he liked the blowjob I gave him, because he wanted me to suck it again. As he fed me his big thick cock and I noticed how pretty it was. It was the most beautiful cock that I’d ever seen. As I sucked and licked his cock, he massaged my breasts and pinched my stiff nipples. ____
When he felt himself getting ready to cum, he took his cock out of my mouth, and pulled me to the edge of the bed. When he placed my legs over his shoulders and entered me, I moaned and wiggled my hips in ecstasy. His cock was so thick and long, and the way he moved his hips forcing his cock deep inside my made me pussy wetter that it has ever been. ____
As he pounded in and out of me, warmth spread through out my entire body. It is like I was getting high on drugs. As the feelings built and I got closer, my body began to shudder. When it hit, my body stiffened as wave upon wave of electrical voltage surged through me. As he continues pumping in and out, the warmth mixed with the volts as my body shook. My moans were like sounds that I'd never heard before. I couldn’t believe that they were coming from me. I felt as if I was going over the edge of a cliff. When he stopped pounding me, my body was still electrified and the volts were still shooting through me. The orgasm was so powerful that it left me feeling drained, yet so high and so warm, that I wanted more. We continued fucking for over an hour, and I must have orgasmed 4 more times. When we finished I was so exhausted and so drained, that I couldn’t move. ____
Later when I walked into the living room this time, the voices I was hearing this time was James and Carl. Even though it had been a sent up between the two of them, so that Carl could fuck me, James still had a frown on his face. I don’t think that he’d figured on Paul’s participation. Not wanting James’ feeling to be hurt, I curled up naked in his lap and started nuzzling his neck then moved down his muscular chest to his nipples. At first his little nubs were hard to get my lips around, but a little attention and they started growing. Some guys could care less, but James enjoys nipple play. I always find the male nipple intriguing because they're all so different in appearance. Some are flat, some are always out, some become erect easily, and the areolas run from average to tiny. It’s hard for a horny young guy to pout with a naked lady in his lap, so he was soon smiling. It helped when I whispered in his ear, “I want you to take me back to your apartment and 'tit fuck' me. I want to feel your cock sliding between my breasts and feel your cum spraying on my face.” ____
I’m glad that James’ apartment wasn’t far away; because my nasty talk got him so hot that he didn’t even let me get dressed before we headed for his apartment. He was so excited that he leaped up, grabbed my wrist and before I could protest, led me scampering naked down the sidewalk towards his apartment. I turned red as a beet as we raced past 2 of James’ friends at the mailboxes. Especially when James insisted that we stop so that so he could introduce me to them. Trust me, it’s damn hard to maintain you dignity when you’re buck-naked and your boyfriend is introducing you to his friends. _____
As soon as we got to his apartment, I lubed my cleavage and James straddled my chest. When he laid his cock between my breasts, I pressed them together against his cock. Then he worked his hips and pumped his cock between them like he was fucking a pussy. I had my head propped up on a pillow so that every time his cock rocked forward, I could lick its head. He was so highly turned on, that it wasn’t long before he was climaxing all over my face. His semen literally exploded out of his cock and splattered all over my face. As his warm cum oozed down my face, I pulled him down and kissed him. It started out just a quick peck, but his lips were so soft that it escalated into such a long passionate kiss, that it made my head spin from pleasure. ____
After the kiss, he moved down and gently took my foot. Then he started to slowly lick and nibble my toes, working his way up from my foot to my inner calf and then up to my inner thigh. From there he slowly and sensuously kissed and licked his way up to the pink lips of my warm, moist pussy. Slowly and gently he worked his tongue and lips over every inch of my thighs with a feathery touch, drawing ever closer and closer, and then he treated my clit and my labia to a few flicks of his supple tongue. I squirmed around as I tried to muffle my moans, but my body language betrayed me. With a little chuckle, he zeroed in on my pussy with light little butterfly kisses, and his warm breath. Not stopping there, he slowly worked his way up to my belly button. After kissing and licking my belly button a couple of minutes he moved on up my tummy to my firm breasts and sensitive nipples. As he ground his body against my pussy, he made my neck was his next target, alternating between it and my ear lobes.____
As he continued to nibble and kiss me, he placed his hand firmly against my pussy, and ground away just hard enough to bring me to the brink of orgasm. Then he would pull away until I calmed down. Once I was calm he would resume again, and again, until I was begging him to fuck me. ____
“Fuck me! Fuck me!” I cried out as James continued to stroke my lips and clit. When he finally moved up and I felt his big cock entering me, I wrapped my legs around him. I began to move with him and didn’t stop until my body began to vibrate and shake. At the same time, I heard him grunt as he shot his load into me. ____
After we’d finished fucking, James left me lying in bed while he went to answer the door. I must have dozed off because I was awakened by the sound of the door. When I looked up a black guy had entered the room and was softly closing the door. As he came nearer I could see that he had kind of a 20 year-old Denzel Washington look about him was, tall, about 6-foot 2, with close cropped hair. He had a big smile, but a stern demeanor with a piercing gaze from his sexy light brown eyes. He must have been an athlete because he was really, really ripped, muscle-wise, with 6-pack abs like the rappers on MTV and the videos. And like the Rappers these days he was dressed ghetto, pants that were 4 sizes too big, with the crotch somewhere down near his knees. This was augmented by an over sized T-shirt and a baseball cap that was on sideways and pulled down to his ears. I found out later that his name was Lewis and that he’d been raised in a big house in the 'burbs' by well-educated and fairly well ‘to-do’ parents. He was only posing as a black ghetto thug to be 'cool.' He got all his ‘street smarts’ from rap videos, and movies. ____
Lewis never said a word; he just stripped off his cloths as he walked slowly towards the bed. I suppose that I was a racist because at the time I wasn’t interested in black cock, for no other reason except that it was black. Since I wasn’t interested I decided that before anything happened I’d get up and go in the living room. Before I could get the guy walked up to the bed and started slowly stroking his cock. When I looked up suddenly there it was, the prettiest five inches of semi-hard, uncircumcised cock that I’d ever seen. The foreskin was slid back just far enough to expose about a half of its dark plum shaped head. I could see huge veins running up and down the length of its shaft. I was so mesmerized that I couldn’t seem to tear my eye away. When I looked down, and as if it had a mind of its own, my finger reached out to touch it. His cock throbbed with such raw power, that just touching it with my finger made my legs so shaky that when I tried to stand I slipped weakly down to one knee on the floor. ____
Silently, he gripped my hair and pulled my face over so that he could place the dark head of his cock against my lips. Then he slowly forced it between my lips and into my mouth. Once it was in my now eager mouth, it grew to a super hard, ten inches so fast that it almost gagged me. I felt my eye glaze over, as I began to slowly bob my mouth up and down, on the shaft of his gigantic black cock. As my excitement heightened, my mouth started to move faster and faster up and down its fat shaft. It wasn’t long until I felt his heavy testicles tighten up and his cock expand. It got so fat so fast, that it popped my jaw. When his testicles exploded, my mouth was flooded with gobs and gobs of hot, salty cum. As it spewed into my mouth it just seemed to naturally ooze downs my throat. It was the largest load of cum that I’d ever swallowed. His black cock was so tasty, that I kept sucking on it until he cummed a second time. ____
Once Lewis had regained both his breath and the strength, he lifted me back on to the bed. Taking my ankles, he spread my legs wide enough to admit him. As he crawled between them his erection was standing straight up and throbbing with every beat of his heart. Wrapping my hand around it, I could feel it growing harder as I guided is purple knob towards my waiting pussy. My pussy was so wet that it slid right in, going so deep that I could feel his crinkly pubic hair against my soft lips. His cock was buried so deep inside me that I could feel it all the way up to my tummy. ____
Grabbing the cheeks of my narrow little bottom, he started lifting me up and down, up and down, meshing my pubic bone against his so that my clit was rubbing against him. Losing myself in lust, I wrapped my legs around him and started moving my hips back and forth, faster and faster, my own joyful screams mixing with his as we climb towards a mutual orgasm. I started cumming right away, in a series of delicious, small throbbing waves that started in my vagina and rippled through my body. As I felt my body begin to vibrate and shake, I heard him grunt and groan as he spewed his load deep into me. ____
When we were finished, as I licked his magnificent black cock clean for him, I marveled at the taste of our combined juices. ____
After that it was a stead stream of horny young men coming in and out of James's Apartment. There were about 8 more Saturday night and I lost count on Sunday. I have no idea how many cocks I sucked or how many times I got fucked between going to the hot tub Saturday morning and going home Sunday night. I must have been doing something right though, because many were repeats. ____
When I’d left home Friday morning, I’d told my family that I was going on a business trip and wouldn't be home until late Sunday night. I’d even called them Friday night on my cell phone to tell them that my flight had been un-eventful and that I'd arrived safely. Unbeknown to George, James had been eating my pussy while I was talking to him. I also called a couple of time both Saturday and Sunday to check on the kids. To reinforce my story, a friend that was on a business trip the weekend before, had given me books of matches, stationary, cocktail napkins, and anything else she could pick up with the hotel's name on it. The nice thing is that if George would have called the hotel checking on me, because of privacy considerations the hotel would have neither confirmed nor denied that I was a guest there. ____
By the time I left James’s apartment late Sunday I’d had more and better sex that weekend than I’d had in ten years with George. My body was bruised and battered from being beaten and banged against so many muscular young bodies and my pussy was so sore that I was walking bowlegged. My lips were swollen from having so many hard cocks pumping in and out of my mouth and my tummy was full of gobs and gobs of salty teenage semen. In short I felt marvelous. ____
Maybe there is hope for George after all. When I arrived home Sunday night George was lying naked in bed waiting for his obligatory blowjob before he went to sleep. He even stroked my hair a little while I was sucking him off. ____
I was so sore that for the next week that James had to be satisfied with a couple of blowjobs in my car. One night after my workout when I met James at his car, he had Carl with him so I sucked off both of them. I couldn’t help laughing because James seemed to get a kick out of watching me sucking off Carl. ____
Saturday morning after my workout I went over to James’s apartment and… ____
To be continued… ____ …………………………….
New Look-New Life____Part-5-of-6____Keeping the Boys Happy____ ……………………………..
Saturday morning after my workout I went over to James’s apartment and did my best to make it up to him for only being able to give him blowjobs all week. After a couple of hours of wild sweaty sex we showered and went out for a late lunch. I wore a modest knee length skirt and tube top with no bra. When James found out that I wasn’t wearing any panties he got so excited that he almost couldn’t eat his lunch. His youthful enthusiasm got me so excited that anyone that chose to look could see my hard nipples pushing on the material of my top. And, much to James’s amusement, our waiter chose to look. And the busboy chose to look. Alerted, I’m sure by the waiter, even the chief found an excuse to come out and look.____
Also to James’s amusement, I was eyeing our waiter as much as he was eyeing me. And why not, he was tall, thin, with dark blonde hair, blue eyes, tall, thin, had a nice summer tan and all around very attractive? ____
In order to continue staring at my prominent nipples, our waiter stayed around our table chatting. According to his nametag his name was Alfonso and to my surprise he was Argentinean. Despite recent increases in anti-Latino sentiment spurred on by illegal Hispanic immigration, Alfonso was very proud of his Latin American ancestry. He told us that intermarriage between Anglos and Latin Americans had been fairly commonplace in the United States Southwest for decades. Therefore most Mexican-Americans were of maestro ancestry and because they were from a wide variety of racial and ethnic backgrounds have black blood running through their veins. Not so in Argentina, there the mixed Hispanics have generally been socially excluded from "old white immigrants " of Northern European decent. Although slightly darker, the average Argentinean had the appearance of and was considered by just about everyone to be a white man.____
However, this was all immaterial to me, all I cared about was that Argentineans were often portrayed as passionate, sex symbols or violent in literature, films, television, and music. With James’s permission, when Alfonso approached me in the hallway outside the women’s restroom, I invited him to drop by the apartment when he got off work. ____
When Alfonso, Al for short, arrived, he joined James in the living room on the couch to watch the game. Since watching the game wasn’t what I had in mind for him, I wasted no time in taking Al’s hand and lifting him to his feet. With a puzzled expression on his face, Al glanced questioningly back over his shoulder as I lead him toward the bedroom. ____
Without a word, he kissed me and my mind was awhirl at how forceful but gentle his mouth was. Feeling his warmth as I wrap my arms around him. Pressing my firm breasts against him as my lips gently kissed his muscular chest, tasting his salty skin. Raising my face, we kiss softly his mouth open with mine. As Al mounted me my hands were all over him, fingers digging into the small of his back, marveling at the tight curve of muscle at his waist. As my fingers brush through his hair, I could smell and taste the cigarettes from the restaurant. As our breath rises, our bodies come slowly together, kissing and touching in the dimness of the room. Hearing Al gasp when I touch him, nothing existing beyond this room as I swim in him. We just lay there in the semi-darkness kissing with him deep inside me. Having his cock inside me feels like heaven. Having him buried deep inside me feels so good that my pussy is burning up with desire. I can’t believe how good it feels to kiss his soft pliant lips as he pulled me closer, forcing his cock deeper inside me. ____
Soon my long legs were up over al’s shoulders, and I was moaning and gasping in time with his steady and powerful thrusts. My hands gripped his ass as I tried to pull him deeper each time he plunged into me. Al was pumping me methodically, shoving his cock all the way in, slowly pulling it almost all the way out and then slamming it back in so deep that our flesh made a slapping noise as our bodies came together. As he brought me to the brink and force me over the edge the world fell farther and farther away. Oh god, he smelled so good. Is it any wonder that I've fallen in love with all the virile young men in town? ____
He took his time, kissing a path down to my breasts. After taking time to admire my bountiful breasts, he took my left nipple between his teeth and slowly bit down. Panting, I arched my back as clamped down harder on my erect nipple. When I pulled my nipple away, it stretched at least an inch before snapped out from between his teeth. Ummmmm, I moan, “Now the other one!” I ordered as I gave him my right nipple. ____
When my other nipple popped out of his mouth, he kissed me deeply, probing my mouth with his tongue. He showed me what it was to burn, to crave the heat. Going to my knees, and I took his swollen cock in my mouth. Cupping his heavy cum filled balls, I went to work with my talented tongue. First I ran it around the base of his big blood engorged head, then up and down it’s shaft. ____
When I felt his body grow tense, without taking his cock out of my mouth, I swung a leg over him, and lowered my hot wet pussy to his face. Making all kinds of crazy noises, we used out mouths to give each other pleasure. As I used my mouth to do wonderful things to his cock, I gently fondled his big hairy balls. I love men's balls, the way they look and smell and bounce when we’re making love. I like them in my mouth and I like to lick or gently stroke them. I especially love balls with hair on them and the way that balls or so sensitive. ____
As soon as I got on top of Al he started trying to give back as much as he was getting. I could feel his supple tongue sliding over and between my pussy lips. I withered and moaned; ground my pussy against his face when I felt his tongue on to my clit. I could feel my clit swelling as I built towards an orgasm. I tried to be quiet, I couldn’t help myself, I was soon moaning around his big cock. At my first whimper, I pulled my mouth off his cock, but he didn’t stop licking my pussy. Soon I was screaming out his name as I gave him a mouthful of my hot love juice. ____
That’s when Al unceremoniously shoved my face back into his crotch and told me to, “Suck my dick!” Obediently, I opened my mouth and engulfed his big dick and deep throated him. When I felt his pubic hair tickling my nose, I thought about how good his dick felt in my mouth. With his hands still tangled in my hair, I started moving my mouth up and down his shaft. Al was making all kinds of beastly noises as my mouth did wonderful things to his cock. I almost laughed out laud at the way he tensed up when I reached down fondled his balls. My oral attention had him to the breaking point. While I was giving him all this pleasure, his hands were roaming all over my body. He was setting my nerves on fire. ____
My mouth on Al was too much for him to bear. “Oh god, I’m going to cum!” He screamed as I pulled back away from his cock. Then his balls erupted, empting themselves powerfully, shooting thick strands of white, stick cum all over my face. Once he’d finished ejaculating, we fell into each other’s arms and collapsed onto the bed. Panting and out of breath, Al tenderly kissed me and held me close. Then we just lay there in each other’s arms, catching our breath, and resting easily in each other’s arms. ____
Once we’ve regained our strength, even though Al got dressed. Then we returned to the living room where we rejoined James in watching the game. By the time the pre-game show was over, we’re having our own little mini-United Nations Meeting. Carl, the Sicilian, Paul, with his Norwegian blonde hair, and Lewis the, Afro-American had all dropped by for a few beers and to watch the game. Of course, Alfonso, the Argentinean was already there and since it was his apartment, so was Irish/ Cherokee James. And, last but not least, me with my Scottish red hair. If I thought Al looked puzzled when I took him to the bedroom, it was nothing compared to the look on his face as I ran around nude in front of all the guys. ____
Before I went home the six of us wound up having our own little mini-orgy. I was never sure what happened. One minute we were all setting around drinking beer and running our mouths while we watched the football game. Then the next thing I know, all five of them were sitting naked on the extra-long couch and I’m kneeling naked on the carpet in front of them. ____
Starting with Carl to my left, I went from one to the other, fondling, squeezing, stroking, kissing, and sucking—until all five were hard and throbbing. Then moving back to Carl, I cupped his testicles in one hand and his manhood in the other. Carl let out a deep sigh, when my ruby red lips touched his cock head. His sighs turned to moans as I took his cock all the way into my mouth and started ducking sucking it. He immediately started bucking his hips and moaning, “Oh god, I’m going to cum!” ____
“Not yet, Carl,” I purred, taking him out of my mouth, as one tiny white drop of pre-cum oozed out of his cock. When the danger passed, I sensuously licked up the pre-cum with the tip of my tongue, and resumed sucking his cock. Staring into his eyes, I sucked harder and faster. Before he knew it he was a split second away from cumming in my talented mouth. Finally Carl let out a grunt and began to cum. As he filled my mouth with his juice, I swallowed hungrily. But I couldn’t keep up with him and some of it ran out and over my full red lips. Carl pulled his cock out of my mouth and held it right in front of my face. He squirted two more times, his cum spattering all over my face. As his cock oozed the last drops of fluid, he rubbed his cockhead all over my lips, the pushed his cock back into my mouth. ____
I eagerly licked it clean, and then with a satisfied smile on my cum-streaked face, I turned and without a word moved over to Paul. ____
Paul was so excited that I’d been afraid that he was going to cum just watching me suck Carl’s cock. So not wanting to waste his cum, as soon as I was in front of Paul, I leaned over and sucked his throbbing cock into my mouth. As I tickled him with my tongue, Paul hunched forward and drove his cock down my throat. His lust boiling over, Paul shuddered uncontrollably in ecstasy as he squirted rivers of hot cum into my mouth. ____
James was in the middle, but I was saving him for last so I merely kissed the head of his cock and moved on down to Lewis. ____
When I saw Lewis’s thick ebony shaft standing straight out from his groin, as hard and smooth as polished marble, I quickly closed my fist around it. I stroked it for a few moments, relishing the warmth of it in my hand. I always marveled at what a big beautiful black cock, Lewis had, with its big bulbous head that was straining to reach my mouth. Still holding it tightly at the base, Lewis almost cummed when I sucked on its big dark purple head. I sent shivers up and down his spin when I blew lightly on the tip of his cock. Lewis got so excited that he almost slapped my hand away as he gabbed my head and almost violently shoved his cock down my throat. It was apparent that he needed to blow a load, now. My nose was buried in his pubic hair and his balls were slapping against my chin as Lewis fucked my mouth. I felt his cum boiling up in his balls and the finally erupted directly down my throat. It felt like a damn of cum broke. He almost gagged me with his cum. I couldn’t help myself, cum dripped out of the corners of my mouth as I gasped for breath. I coughed up. ____
When I knelt in front Al he was embarrassed, but not enough to stop me from sucking his dick. Leaning forward, I planted little feathery light kisses on his belly button as I worked my way towards his crotch. Al cock was still new and exciting to me, it was so thick that I could barely suck it on it. I stretched my lips tightly around it. Slowly at first so I could get accustomed to it girth as he slid it in and out of my mouth. Once I was comfortable he began fucking my face building up a full head of steam. As it moved in and out of my mouth, tickling my tonsils on the in stroke, all I could think of was how good it had felt in my pussy. I almost chocked on the gigantic thing but I held my own, creating a nice warm tunnel in my mouth. When he pulled out I grabbed his shaft and started jerking him off. Placing both hands around his shaft I placed my tongue in his piss-hole and then licked all around the crown of his dickhead. It wasn’t long until Al was moaning, “Oh god, Baby! I’m going to cum!” Understanding his message, I pulled my mouth away and…. Shot cum on my face. ____
I saved James until last because I think that he has a perfect cock. I’ve sucked off a lot of guys since I started messing around with James and all his young friends, so my comparison sample is quite large. Of all the ones that I’ve sucked, objectively, James’s is by far the most exceptional cock of them all. It’s the perfect size, the perfect shape, and rock hard anytime that I need it. Any time we start kissing he gets instantly hard. Such a turn on! ____
But, now it was his turn. Ignoring Al’s cum all over my face… ____
To be continued… ____ ……………………..
New Look-New life____Part-6-of-6____ …………………………
But, now it was his turn. Ignoring Al’s cum all over my face, James kissed me. We kissed for a long time and it felt good. When I took James familiar rod, a fat oval pole with prominent veins crawling all over it was leaking pre-cum almost as heavily as my cunt was leaking my juices from my hairy cunt-lips. James’s rock-hard cock was pulsating with a throbbing rhythm that signaled how horny he was as I got down on my hands and knees between his legs. When my breath flowed across his crotch, his balls twitched in anticipation of me sucking his dick. ____
James’s dick was beautiful, long and hard and thick enough that my fingers didn’t quite reach all the way around it. It pulsed with his heartbeat and glistened as I spread his pre-cum over the head, then up and down his shaft. When I tenderly licked the tip of his cock, James sucked in a deep breath, then my lips closed around his James’s raging erection, I leaned forward and took almost every inch of his big fine cock down my throat. Once it was in I bobbed my head up and down, sucking hard on the up stroke. As James thrust his hips forward my whole body trembled with joy. ____
As he twisted his fingers in my hair, James moaned, ‘C’mon on bitch, suck it… suck it… make me cum… make me cum in your mouth!” As he humped his dick deeper into my mouth, I reached down and cupped James’s balls with one hand while I used the other to stroke the parts of his cock that my mouth couldn’t cover. James was so out of control that when I gently squeezed his balls he screamed as he cummed down my throat. With a mischievous grin I gently slowed down and pulled my mouth off his erupting cock and made a big show of swallowing every drop. ____
After that Paul went and got us all a cold beer and we kicked back and basked in the post orgasmic bliss that I had now become addicted to. ____
There’s nothing like having five guys to suck off at once to cause you to notice odd stuff about them For instance, I noticed that the boys didn’t all cum alike. Over the last few months I’ve noticed that some men like to keep pumping away while they’re cumming and some even keep pumping afterwards. Others pump until they get ready to cum and then they clinch up real tight and hold their cocks still while they shoot. To me this second group is a little weird, since they just stop. Personally I like ‘pumpers’ better, myself. Then some men get so sensitive after they cum and don't want to play any more. As soon as they cum they roll over and stop. Now, that's what I call boring. ____
That evening when I got ready to leave, James was still naked so I walked out to my car alone. As I passed Carl’s apartment he came out and asked me if I’d drop him by the library on my way home, so he could work on a term paper. It wasn’t much out of my way so I said, “Sure.” ____
About half way to the library, Carl asked me to pull into the park, said that he wanted to talk to me. What the hell I thought. Why not, what’s he going to do, rape me? I’d just sucked his cock a couple of hours ago, and if he wants to fuck me all he had to do is ask. After directing me to a dark secluded area, Carl reached over and leaned my seat back. Then as I watched with curiosity he casually slid my skirt up, not the least bit surprised to find that I was bare underneath. With a grin he moved his face towards my lap. Pushing my legs apart, he ran his tongue up my inner right thigh, then down my left thigh. Once he had me squirming, he gently slid up and ran his tongue quickly along my slit. A couple of licks and the lips parted on their own. Once I was open to him he began to stroke me with his nimble fingers. Easing a finger into my pussy, he stroked my G-spot, while his tongue sought my clit. When his tongue found my clit, he soon had it throbbing with lust. I didn’t realize how unbelievably hot I was until he reached up and pinched my hard nipple. I couldn’t help myself, my body tensed and I had the most incredible orgasm. I could feel my juices running out of my pussy and down the crack of my ass. By the time Carl finished with me my not only was my skirt drenched, but my juices had soaked the seat as well.____
When I dropped Carl off at the library and he gave me one of his sensational kisses to send me on my way, I could still taste my juices on his lips. ____
I love James’s apartment complex and all the sexy young men that live there, there is just something so sweet about them. They aren’t always trying to change me or analyze my "behavior" as if they are trying to "fix" me. I happen to like the way I am. I am a bit unconventional, some would even describe me as a little ‘eclectic,’ but the younger guys don't seem to mind. And the younger ones are all tall, fit, muscular and just a little devilish but delicious to eat. They don’t mess around, a little foreplay then we get down and dirty. I think of their cocks like lollipops that I love to kiss and suck for hours. Sucking their cocks is so hot and I have never had a problem getting one of the young guys to ‘blow his load’ when I give him a blowjob. I love watching their expressions: watching them bite their lip, grab onto the bed frame and the way their legs and stomach muscles tighten. I love feeling that part of their stomach right about their cocks tighten right before they cum. And, I always swallow. And even though their cocks are all so vastly different they are all perfect, nice and thick and they fill me up like nothing has ever filled me before. In short, they are all confident and virile young men who know how to touch a woman, and I’m just the woman to appreciate the man buffet I’ve found. ____
I’m becoming quite legendary for my sexual appetite. So legendary that later that week I was approached outside the gym by one of James’s professors. To make a long story short, predictable my reputation had spread to the campus and he wanted in on the action. Call it black mail or whatever you like, but according to him if I didn’t cooperate James would fail his course. He and a few of his associates were having a little get together on Saturday and the cooperation that he required was my attendance as the party favor. ____
As a show of good faith I had to give him a blowjob in his car. ____
The end…
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