Orgasm

It was the summer of 1997. I had just finished my second year in high school when Amber’s family moved to the house next door. The house development we lived in was brand new and our family had moved into our house the month before. Like most new residential developments, it was located on the outskirts of the city. I had a job as a busboy in a steakhouse and my parents bought me a cheap old car so I could walk around. My mom got a good job as a realtor after I started high school and was old enough to take care of myself.

A neighbour with two daughters argued with them and threw them both out of the house. Heather, the 18-year-old, had often looked after us, and is practically considered one of the family. When we found that she couldn’t go anywhere, we invited her to stay with us until she could get herself an apartment. Her older sister was with a friend.

Unnecessary to say with a purely young girl 14 years my junior, my thoughts began to float. Like my eyes when she wasn’t partially concerned about how she was or about the house. I could glimpse the beautiful nipples of her breasts and see how incredibly good the cheeks were of her butts! Once in a while, she ran through the house with nothing but a towel, and it would be a little too high. The view on her ass and it covers her hair that every man desired made me wild.

Joni and I were married a few years when the subject of black men came first. She told me one night, while we were fucking, that she fascinated about fucking a very well-hanged black man. She said she always wondered if what they said about black men’s cocks was true. I told her what I saw in the showers on the ship while I was in the Navy. Some men had snacks that would make a horse green with jealousy. This really turned her on. She was on top of my dick, closed her eyes and fucked my brain. I could see through her fried tempo that she thought of what I told her.

Fucking my best friend’s mother was the last thing I could think of when I went to his house. I called the doorbell and she opened the door. I asked her if her son, Tom, was home. She said I just missed him when he was gone with a girl and they went to the mall.

She said I didn’t have to leave because she just made coffee and invited me to a cup. She worked in one of the town hospitals and was still in uniform. I asked her if she had a double shift. She smiled and said without a second paycheck to pay the bills, she had to work on her all hours. While I was on my cup of coffee, I commented that her feet should kill her. She said she was in a hurry and left for work in her shoes. I told her every male patient liked her. She said it would have made her day if that was the situation, but with the exception of an overdose, all her patients were women on duty.

It was a long day, and it was only two in the afternoon. I spent the morning and early in a development meeting. A dozen people handing out ideas for a new sitcom - little of them good. I was there as a favor for an old friend. The meeting took five hours and nothing was accomplished. I had a headache.

I walked into the house without expectation. Sometimes you come home to know who’s here and what they probably do, watch TV, surf, sleep, whatever. Today I wasn’t aware of my environment. My mind tried to deal with the thought that the meeting had generated. When I came into the house, I thought of a beer first.

In the last ten years, I’ve come a long way from a sweet, innocent, extremely naive 18-year-old from the Bible to, with the possible exception of my aunt Sally, the best cocksucker and pipes to be found. I left home when I was 18 to go to college in Southern California. My parents were very strict, my dad is a Doopsier, and my mom teaches summer school and runs the church choir. They only agreed. I went to school if I stayed with my Aunt Sally, who lived in a few blocks of college. Sally was only ten years older than me, but had a master in library science with a minor in economy. Mom and dad approved her and felt that even though she was only 28, she would be a suitable guardian for their lovely virgin daughter. How little we knew.

Jimmy still didn’t know why he did what he did. He and Karen went to dinner and dance when his younger brother came to visit.

Jimmy hadn’t seen him for three years. Ken was married for a short while, but it didn’t work out and they broke up. That after only a year. That was two years earlier.

Jimmy knew Ken wasn’t really dating anyone since he spent most of his time at work.

I’m a 42-year-old married woman. I’ve been married 17 years, with two beautiful children. I’ve never been unfaithful to my husband so far. I work for a public relationship firm, which is next to a large mall. Two days ago, it happened unthinkable. I was walking around the mall after work, looking for some running shoes. I went to a woman’s gym and wanted a comfortable pair of shoes. While I was walking around the mall, I saw this man, considerably younger than me, staring at me. I’m a very beautiful woman, 1.10. I wore a black silk dress, black snake and black heels. I’m a brunette and pretty attractive. At first, the staring was annoying. But then I just thought it was funny. I went to an athletic shoe store and this guy followed me. I was looking for a pair of shoes when this guy walked up to me and like he could help. I was a little confused, not thinking he was actually working in this store, but I thought he might have done it and I saw him on pause. I asked him if he worked here and he said, no. I said then how he could help me. He said I was a very attractive woman and that he was immediately drawn to me. I thanked him for the compliments, but I told him I was married. This man was very nice, I should say. I asked him how old he was and he responded 24. I told him I was 42 and very married. He said he thought I was married, pointing to my wedding ring, but I thought I might have some fun. I asked him something nice and he said he wanted sex. I was stunned. But I have to say, his words touched a part of me that I never knew. I was excited. But I said, no, I’m not cheating. This man, who later identified himself as Doug, said, would be very exciting to have sex with a stranger and no questions asked. I got really excited and I could feel my panties got wet. I said I was very excited about his offer, but I never cheated on my husband and I didn’t plan to start, especially with a stranger. I walked away and started looking for a pair of shoes. I found a few and sat in a chair and tried them. Doug came to me and said, wow, you have beautiful feet. I thanked him for the compliment and told him they were a few, in a joke. He saw me look after both pairs. He looked at me and he turned me on. I bought the shoes and walked out of the store. I stopped seeing Doug until I walked to my car. This time I saw Doug with another man behind me. I got scared right away to see these two guys. Although my car was parked in a covered parking lot, it was a remote area near the outside, second parking garage. When I approached my car early, Doug me if I thought of his offer. I said, yes, I did, and I said I wouldn’t cheat on my husband. Doug walked to me, grabbed my left arm and turned me to him. I was stunned, but not really afraid. Doug kissed me very passionately then. I was really excited back then. Doug started feeling my boobs, which really made me feel good. I realized when I was gonna do what he wanted. Doug took the keys and gave them to the other guy. Doug opened my car and the three of us came in. Doug and I in the backseat and the other guy in the front. Doug started feeling my couch and kept kissing me. I could feel my pussy got really wet. Doug pulled my dress and took off my shoes. He kissed my gut and sucked my toes. Wow, that was about so excited and exotic that I’ve ever felt. Doug pulled my panties and pantyhose snake down. He threw them away and gave them to the other guy who started smelling them. Doug dropped his pants and exposed a big penis. He asked him to suck it up a bit, and I did. I blew him, which isn’t really my thing, but I was so excited that I wanted to blow him with six. After sucking him for a few minutes, Doug came in with his dick. He started fucking me hard, I mean really hard. I was so involved, I didn’t know the other guy was sucking. I was so excited that I got caught in that sexual atmosphere that forced me to do everything. I never thought about safe sex and cared. Doug’s not really in my pussy. I realized he probably would, but I was close to an orgasm. I came as if I didn’t come for years. Doug told me when he was going to clam and that I had two choices he could clam in me or pull out and inject my face. I just told Doug to get inside me. I felt Doug exploded in me. It felt like a fire hose that went off in me. I kept coming back. Then I was published. Doug rolled me off and I was there. This other guy showed me a penis in my face. This guy was older, a little fat, but pretty. He asked me if he could fuck me. I looked at Doug, a little confused, and Doug said, let him fuck you. He’s divorced and never gets anything. I said yes, but let me clean up a little. This guy said I didn’t have to and then put his dick in me. This guy started fucking me, and I came back. This guy fucked me longer than Doug and gave me multiple orgasms. I heard him say I’m going to clam. He did, he combed almost as much as Doug. Wow, I was full of cum. Then I felt really sexy. I found a towel in my car to clean up my pussy. I dressed up and got out of my car. Doug kissed me and said it was great, right? I said, yes, it was great. The older man kissed me and said good-bye.