Beach
Party © 2004 by
Andrew Wiggin
This story is intended for adults
only. If you do not fit that
description, kindly leave this website.
MF; Oral; Nonc;
MF+
Many years ago I spent my summer in one of the coastal
cities of
Of course, being a northern boy, I didn’t know about the
heat and humidity in
I was a summer fill-in guy, and handled the job of anyone
who went on vacation. So though I
usually worked in the warehouse, sometimes I was taking orders and I even did
some deliveries. That’s how I met Mary
Lou.
She worked for some small outfit and would check the
orders I delivered to her company. Mary
Now I had always thought of myself as a breast man, but
Mary
Within a week of meeting her, I asked her out. Before long we were spending all our spare
time together. Her voice may have been
childlike, but she had an iron will and was very intelligent. She was just fun to be with. It was only later that I was to discover that
she had the most perfect ass in the south.
And her legs were to die for. Two
out of three ain’t bad.
I am a small person.
I’m only 5’4” and weigh only about 150.
But I was a relatively big-time athlete.
I was a three year starter on our college wrestling team (and one year
we placed in the top ten in NCAA Division I).
So I was small but mighty.
Fortunately I guess, my prick is
disproportionately large for my frame.
It’s 7 ½ inches long when angry.
I’m not one to measure, but there was this townie girl back at college
(we called her the sword swallower), who was determined to go down on one mile
of cocks before she died. She actually
kept a journal and carried a tape measure.
Every guy she went down on got a place in her journal with the number of
inches. She wasn’t expecting much from
me, but got well over half a foot of cock for her trouble.
Mary
Emily was about 5’8”, with red hair and freckles, an hour-glass
body and above average looks. She was a
party girl type who I never saw in a bad mood.
Wanda was a really good looking blonde, maybe 5’5” with a great
figure. The effect was spoiled when she
opened her mouth. She was originally
from some hick town in the boondocks of
After I had been dating Mary
Both girls had been married immediately after graduation
from high school. Mary
Neither of these two were ever invited to the girl’s
parties (Mary
When these girls got together they
usually drank rum and coke, and I mean they put it away. I wasn’t much of a drinker, so I suggested we
do some grass as well. None of the girls
smoked (even the one with the stoner husband), so I thought it might be
interesting to do honey slides.
For the innocent among you, honey slides are made by
cooking a quantity of cleaned pot in a skillet until the stuff starts to
smoke. Then you pour it onto a
tablespoon of honey and suck the stuff down your throat.
The cool thing about honey slides is they don’t work right
away. It might take half an hour,
sometimes even an hour before they hit you.
After a while you’re thinking “shit, we didn’t cook it enough, this
isn’t going to work”. Before long you forget
you even did it. Then it hits you. But the effect isn’t gradual, like it is when
smoking. It’s like: “I’m straight… I’m straight… I’m
straight… I’m shit-faced!” The stuff hits you like a ton of bricks and
lasts forever.
We had been playing some board game
(seems to me it was “Aggravation”), and the girls were drinking. Now all along, the girls had been kidding
each other about their significant others.
(Even though Mary
I was like “hey girls, don’t hold anything back just
because I’m here”. Mary
It’s hot even at night on the beach in
Finally Wanda said, “These fucking clothes are making me
stew.
Mary
Wanda just laughed.
“Who needs suits? We skinny dip
all the time.”
Emily agreed.
“Honey, you ain’t got nothin that everyone here hasn’t already
seen. I’m stewing too.
Mary
Wanda stuck her elbow in my side. “Ya’ll don’t care if we
all go skinny dippin’, do ya?”
“Who me”, I asked innocently?
Wanda replied “I didn’t think so.”
I was more than a little surprised here. I had known these girls for more than a
month, and like every normal guy, I had been trying to envision what Emily and
Wanda would look like sans clothing. In
my mind’s eye they looked pretty good.
But I was must have been ready to see the real thing, ‘cause my shorts
were starting to feel real uncomfortable.
Really, it wasn’t that sudden. Sitting around for an hour watching three
sexy young girls speak Southern and talk dirty had already gotten my interest.
These girls had never seen me in a bathing suit, and I
always wore loose fitting shirts, so when I took the lead and removed my shirt,
Emily’s and Wanda’s eyes looked like saucers.
Truth be told, I was chiseled back then. I already had a wrestler’s body and had put
on twenty pounds of solid muscle over the summer carrying around that fucking
conduit. My weight class jumped from 134
as a sophomore to 150 as a junior. Emily
was used to seeing her beer-bellied loud mouth.
Wanda slept with a skinny wimp.
I paused after taking off my shirt,
obviously demanding that the girls follow suit.
Of course, Wanda was the first to go.
She gave me a sexy look, then grasped the bottom of her tee shirt and
just pealed it right off. I was very
pleased to see that (as I had figured) she was not wearing a bra. When her shirt came off, there were her 36
C’s sticking out and those round brown nipples were pointing in my
direction. I felt them beckoning to my lips. My shorts seemed to be getting tighter.
Emily shrugged her shoulders and slipped out of her
shirt. She was wearing a bra that must
have been industrial strength to hold up those monster boobs. Her cleavage poured out the top of her bra,
making me consider what I might like to stick there.
Mary
Finally Emily showed some mercy to that over-worked bra
and released the clasp, unleashing those prodigious milk-white red speckled breasts. That did it for me.
My prick felt like it was trying to bore a hole through
the fabric off my shorts. It was
painful. Maybe that’s why I didn’t baulk
when Wanda turned to me. She was
starting to breathe a little heavily (so was I).
She said, “Well hell, it’s ‘bout time you went ahead and
took it all off, Joey. I’ve seen everything
these other two have to show, but I’m sure as hell eager to see what’s been
pushing up those shorts of yours.”
All three girls’ eyes were riveted on me as I slid my
fingers under the waistband of my shorts.
I hooked my underpants at the same time.
I turned my back on them and stripped.
When I turned around my prick was sticking up at a 45 degree angle and
it must have looked like it was a foot long to the girls. All I know is, to me it felt like a piece of
steel. I heard Emily gasp and Wanda said
“My fucking God!”
I guess I’ve never had three sets of female eyes on my
dick at the same time. It seemed to like
the attention. Wanda hurriedly pulled
down her shorts, revealing that she wasn’t wearing any underwear at all; and
revealing a dark blond neatly shaved bush that was designed to highlight her
protruding cunt lips. Oh, yeah!
Emily quickly followed suit. That’s right, she’s a real redhead. She had lots of soft red curls covering her
pubic area. Mary
My cock looked and acted like a divining rod, standing
straight up in the air, and then pointing to the nearest cunt. But in the end it pointed at Mary
But Wanda had other ideas.
“
So I turned the lights off inside the house and we sneaked
out on the porch to see if anyone was on the beach tonight. It was the middle of the week and only a
couple of the houses had people staying.
We had the beach to ourselves.
Emily and Wanda ran down to the water, while Mary
“Please don’t do that Joey” Mary
I wasn’t very apologetic.
“Baby, you’re driving me crazy. If
we don’t get together soon for some serious humping and thumping, I’ll lose
it.”
“I know”, she said. “I’m so aroused. I just can’t wait for you to fuck me.”
I figured she must have been aroused, because that’s the
first time I heard her use that word in any context. I leaned closer to her and her hand
accidentally brushed my dick. It felt
good. Then her hand rubbed my dick
again, and I realized it wasn’t accidental.
She was doing what she could for me as unobtrusively as possible. It
didn’t make matters better. It made them
worse.
The girls had waded out to about where when a wave came in
the water was up to their waists, but when the wave receded I could see both of
their cunts. Now this is my idea of
skinny dipping.
Mary
Suddenly one of the girls grabbed my butt and we all
started playing grab-ass. I was getting
to cop a feel off all the girls and they were copping a feel off of me at the
same time. What started as a small step
over the line soon took on a life of its own.
We were no longer splashing or laughing, but we were feeling. My hand first came up from the water to
fondle Emily’s boobs, tweak the round red nipples, just massage those milky
whites.
Emily said “Joey, that’s my weakness. Don’t do that to me. It makes me crazy!”
But I noticed she wasn’t pushing my hands away. All four of us were tightly together, facing
each other in the water. I had a tit
against each side of my chest, but the tits belonged to two different women.
My right hand, as I said, was busy with Emily’s tit. My left hand worked its way down to Wanda’s
ass and just squeezed. Mary
That was the contact I had been looking for. I had a hand on my cock and I didn’t know
whose it was. My cock was gripped
firmly. Now that hand was jerking back
and forth, back and forth. The hand sped
up. A second hand took hold of my balls. I could feel myself starting to lose it.
“Hey boy, what’s going on down under that water. You look like you’re ‘bout to have a stroke! We better get back inside before you make a
fool of yourself.”
Wanda’s broke the spell for me and I smiled sheepishly at
her. I said, “Yeah, maybe we should go
on in.”
All four of us walked back out of the water and across the
sand to the house. My dick hadn’t lost
any of its hardness. It pointed the way
back, and the girls seemed willing to follow.
There is something inherently sexy about watching a naked woman
walk. It’s a least three times as sexy
watching three naked women strolling across the beach.
We returned to the living room and sat
down and continued the party, but this time without our clothes. Nobody made any attempt to get dressed, so it
certainly wasn’t my place to bring the matter up.
I realized that the living room seemed to be filling up
with a musky odor. I could smell each of
them, it seemed. My prick was starting
to bob up and down and three sets of eyes were following its movement.
Mary
Emily just shyly shook her head, but Wanda said “Hell,
no. I’ve been fucking a pencil.”
I guess I
was kinda wondering what we were going to do for an encore, when Wanda yelled,
“Hey! Emily has something to tell us.
Tell us what happened at your house this week, Emily.”
Emily frowned and said to Wanda, “Will you shut your
mouth!”
Mary
Emily had turned redder than
before. Her freckles seemed to come
together and her tits were turning from white to pink. Finally she said “Okay, I’ll tell. But each of you has to tell something on
yourselves, too.”
Emily’s Story
“Mary Lou, you know that guy that
lives behind me at the trailer park? I
swear he’s been making passes at me for months.
I just didn’t know what to make of it.
And Johnny’s been drinking so much lately that we hardly
ever make love. If he wants to do it, he
just climbs on, sticks it in, climbs off and he’s done. I guess he’s never been that good in bed.
So when David in the back kept coming on to me, I wanted
to. I knew it was wrong and that God
would strike me down dead if I ever did it.
But I couldn’t help myself. I
really wanted him to make love to me!
I was horny is all. David works nights, and he always knows when
I’m home. Well hell, my car sits parked
right next to his window.
It must have been about
He looked me up and down like I was the door prize at the
bingo parlor and said ‘my, my sweet thing.
You are what I’ve been looking for all my life.’
I was already excited and you know how I am, I can’t hide
how red I turn. And those pajamas are so
thin, my chest was sticking out almost as much as it is right now. I didn’t know what to do, I swear.
He just stepped right up to me and took me in his arms, and
kissed me. I do like kisses that don’t
smell like beer. And his hands were all
over me. He grabbed my behind. Then his other hand was on my chest, pinching
my nipples. You know how it affects me
when someone fondles my breasts!
I just figured if God wanted me to stop, he wouldn’t have
put me into the situation in the first damn place. I thought I was going to climax standing just
inside my door. Then I realized we were
standing there with the door open!
I broke away from him and slammed the door shut. But he came up behind me and cupped both of
my breasts in his hands. I closed my
eyes and felt like swooning.
He was kissing my neck, and I could feel him, you know,
hard against my back side right through his pants. I swear, right then and there I would have
done anything that man wanted me to do.
I just couldn’t help myself!
He led me into the bedroom. It’s right off of the living room, you
know. This man was having his way with
me, and I hadn’t spoken one word to him.
He slipped down my bottoms, and lifted up my top.
I was standing there in front of David in my altogether,
just like I am right now. Joey, I have
to tell you, you are only the third man that’s ever seen me naked. And it’s been two strange men in just a few
days! I am such a harlot!
He pushed me down onto the bed, and I just laid there
watching as he got undressed. I thought
he looked great until I saw you, Joey.
I really didn’t need any preliminaries; I don’t think I
had ever been so ready for it before. I expected David to just stick it right
in like Johnny does. Instead he started
kissing my thighs! He pushed my legs
apart and kept kissing closer and closer to my, you know.”
“It’s a
pussy, you stupid bitch” shouted Wanda.
“Okay, my
pussy. There’s no need to talk to me that
way. I thought I had died and gone to
heaven. He put his mouth right on
it. And he stuck his tongue inside me. I was so hot!
I couldn’t help it; my hips were moving with his tongue. And he started sucking on my, you know.”
“Your
fucking clit! It’s a clit, you clit!” Wanda had had enough of Emily’s roundabout
way of speaking.
“Yes, he
was sucking on my, uh, clit. I was
close, really close to my climax, when I heard a car roll up next to the
house! Johnny had to choose this day to
come home over his lunch break!
I pushed David away from me, I was frantic. I pointed him towards my closet and in he
went stark naked, holding his clothes in his hands. I got back into my pajamas and put on my robe
quick as I could.
Just in time, because Johnny walked into the house just
then. He said ‘baby, don’t you ever get
dressed during the day?’
I told him I was just being lazy that day, and that I
hadn’t expected him to come home or I would have had his lunch ready. He said he hadn’t come for lunch; he was going
to pick up something at Hardee’s on the way back to work. He just came by to get some car magazine he
had promised to lend to a friend of his.
And then, I swear to God, he says ‘hey baby, how about a
little afternoon delight?’
What was I supposed to say? That I wasn’t in the mood? I’ve never been more in the mood in my life
(till now). He led me back into the
bedroom and started taking off his clothes as fast as he could.
What could I do? I
took mine off too and lay on the bed. He
climbed on top of me, just like always.
And you know what? I looked over
at the closet and there was David, still naked with the door partly
opened. I could see he had his hand on
his thing!”
“His
prick. It’s his prick” screamed Wanda.
“Yes,
well there he was moving his hand up and down, masturbating right in front of
me while Johnny was sliding his into me.
I was so wet! Johnny lasted
longer than he ever had before, because I guess I had never been so open
before.
He was pounding into me, and I was looking David in the
eyes, and then watching him jerk his cock up and down. Again I was ready to climax. Finally I was going to climax! Johnny started groaning. I was moaning and
then, oh, I’m so embarrassed, I started screaming. I never scream.
I saw David close his eyes, push his hips forward and
suddenly he started shooting this white stuff onto the floor of my closet. I grabbed Johnny’s butt and tried to pull him
deeper into me and I started to climax.
I was pushing into Johnny and screaming when finally Johnny gave out
that little groan that means he is done.
I saw the closet door slide shut just as Johnny said ‘girl
will you be quiet? That guy next store
can hear you from here.’
I don’t know, I just thought that was funny. I started laughing till I couldn’t stop. That damn fool just got up, got dressed and
left.
David opened the closet door and walked back into my
bedroom. I never got a real good look at
him when he was all the way hard, but he was all the way soft now.
You know, the first words I spoke to that man all day long
were ‘you’d best go on home. God’s gone
and showed us that He don’t want this to happen.’
I don’t think David was that disappointed. From the looks of it, he wasn’t gettin’ it up
again any time soon anyway. So I guess
I’ve been wondering since then, does a tongue count as being unfaithful?”
I guess you could say there were at least three people who
were breathing kind of heavy at the end of that story. Emily was giving out a distinct musky odor,
and my prick seemed to point in the direction of that odor. I could see dampness starting to run down her
thighs. She was definitely turned on.
Emily said to me.
“I know you’re not a regular at these here parties, but since you’re
here, you’ve got to do your part. Tell us a story about one of your conquests,
young man.”
I had been trying to think of some story that would be
worth telling. For a minute I thought I
was going to have to tell the story of the sword swallower, cause I don’t have
that many experiences to brag about. But
then I remembered one that was pretty good.
So I said, “I guess I could tell you about the time I was
raped.”
Joey’s Story
This happened last Christmas. We had a fraternity Christmas party
off-campus at some semi-nice hotel in town.
We rented a ballroom for the party, and each guy had a room at the hotel
for himself and whatever girl he invited to the get-together.
I was dating Barb, this chick I had met in English
201. She was pretty and nice and smart,
characteristics that work for me. We had
been seeing each other for a couple of months by this time, and the
relationship had become somewhat strained.
We had been to a party in November and Barb had had a few
drinks and then gone ballistic, swearing and screaming at me for no reason I
could discern. I wrote the whole
incident off as being caused by the drink.
But then at the Christmas party, the same thing started to happen. She started slurping down those Manhattans or
whatever the hell shit she was drinking and before long she became totally
abusive. I finally realized that in vino veratis.
Wanda had had enough of this. “What the fuck’s that supposed to mean? Can’t you speak American like the rest of
us?”
So I said, “Sorry
Wanda, it means in wine there is truth.”
Wanda wasn’t
satisfied with that. “That doesn’t make
any more fucking sense than that French shit.”
“
The truth was that she was a bitch on
wheels. She only let her guard down when
she got shit-faced. She showed her true
colors when she drank. I saw no reason
to spend the evening being insulted, so I downed several drinks very fast and
kind of drifted off to my room.
Truth be told, I was drunk as a skunk. I don’t even remember going to bed, which is
unusual for me. I’ve only blacked out
once or twice in my life, and this was one of those times.
I woke up the next morning horny as hell. Barb was lying on the other bed so in an
ecumenical spirit of letting bygones be bygones, I fucked her senseless (which
for her wasn’t a very long journey).
That was, by the way, the last time I dated Barb. As far as I was concerned, we were through.
Emily said, “That’s not much of a story, Joey. Here I am telling you these intimate secrets,
and you tell us some awful story of how you were emotionally raped. I mean, I guess I feel sorry for you, but you
will admit that it isn’t very exciting.”
Ah, but I’m just getting to the
point. The president of our fraternity
is one of those real annoying type guys.
He gets straight A’s, he’s in the college choir, and he always talks
like he is speaking to an audience. I
don’t think I’ve ever heard the word ‘fuck’ come out of his mouth, which is
almost unbelievable in a fraternity.
He’s just annoying.
This guy, Wally, was engaged to this chick Amanda. Most of the brotherhood was invited to their
wedding which took place just after they graduated.
Amanda is kind of hard to describe. She is extremely smart. She is going to grad school in some techie
subject or other. She’s in the top 10 in
the class in G.P.A. That’s Grade Point
Average, Wanda. But there is something
sensual about her. I never could see her with Wally. She is cool and he is a Nazi.
She looks like a Cheshire cat, all furry and soft and
round. Her lips were huge (so were her
boobs). I only knew her vaguely, since
Wally and Amanda were senior big-shots and I was a lowly sophomore. But I must admit that once or twice I had
pictured those huge soft lips wrapped around a certain part of my anatomy.
Wanda had to chime in “They must have been huge if you
thought they could wrap themselves around that cock.”
I said, “Thanks for the vote of confidence.”
Several days after the party I was lounging around the
living room in my fraternity waiting for the next round of “Oh, Hell” to
start. We had two pretty much constant
card games going in our living room, one with Bridge and one with Oh Hell. I always thought the Bridge guys were a bunch
of pussies.
People joined or left the game as classes started or ended. There was a break for dinner, and then the
games usually went till two or three in the morning. This is pretty sexy stuff, right?
So I was in the living room when Amanda walked in. She looked worried or something and she
walked in my direction.
I said to her ‘Wally isn’t here. I think he’s at some student government
meeting.’
But Amanda said, ‘I know.
I didn’t come to see Wally. I
came to see you.’
I felt like Ralph Cramden, you know going ‘ahubada ahubada
ahubada’. I had no idea that Amanda even
knew I existed let alone would have any interest in talking to me.
I finally blurted out ‘What do you need to see me for?’
She looked
uncomfortable and looked around. There
were one or two guys setting up things at the card tables and more guys
drifting in from the dining room.
‘Would you mind talking to me up in your room?’ she asked.
I didn’t need to be asked twice. I got up thankfully without stumbling on to
my face and led her into the hall and up the stairs to my room. My roommate was spending evenings at the pub
at that time, so we had the room to ourselves.
I closed the door behind us and sat down on my bed. She walked to the door and locked it, then
turned to me, looking upset.
She said, ‘I hope you don’t mind, but I need to talk to
you and I don’t want anyone walking in on us.
It would be too embarrassing.’
It wouldn’t be too embarrassing to me. But I didn’t say
anything. I figured she would tell me
what was bothering her. But I couldn’t
figure out where I fit in to the equation.
‘Do you remember the party on Saturday night?’ she asked.
I said,
‘Barely. I guess I really tied one
on. Were you there?’
She nodded. ‘Wally and I got there pretty late. But Wally started drinking very heavily and
he got pretty drunk.’
I sympathized with her, but really, what’s a Christmas
party for?
I said, ‘Most everyone was pretty drunk that night. You can’t blame Wally for that.’
I find it’s best to stick up for your fraternity brothers,
even a dork like Wally. You never know
when you might need them to stick up for you.
She went on with her story. ‘Wally was really tired and
wanted to go up to bed, but I wasn’t ready to go yet. I was having fun. So he went without me.
After a while most people had gone to bed for whatever reason
and there were only a few people left.
Your girlfriend Barb was sitting in a corner with several of your
fraternity brothers and they were French kissing!
I could tell that a couple of the boys had their hands
inside Barb’s blouse. She didn’t seem to
mind, but Joey, she seemed to be very drunk.
I went over and I told those boys off, then I grabbed Barb’s hand and
told her I was taking her to her room.
Her eyes were half closed and she was mumbling. I don’t think she had any idea where she
was. I led her out of the ballroom and
into the lobby. I asked the desk clerk
what room you were in.
I practically had to drag Barb all the way to the
room. She was complaining, I guess, but
I couldn’t understand any of the words.
I got to the room and asked her to give me the key, but she couldn’t
understand me. I searched her but she
didn’t have a key.
So I knocked. Joey,
I knocked and knocked, louder and louder.
I heard someone across the hall open the door to see what the commotion
was about.
Finally the door opened.
The room was dark. I led Barb into the room and turned on the
light. Joey you were standing there
stark naked! And your thing! It was hard as a rock. It stood straight up and it was so big. I’d never seen anything like it.
You seemed to be walking in your sleep. You went back to one of the double beds and lay
down on top of the covers. Your thing
was sticking flat against your stomach, and it was higher than your belly
button. Joey, I was drunk too, you know. Sometimes drunken people just don’t make good
decisions.’
Turns out I was pretty embarrassed by all this. I mean here is one of the smartest, sexiest
girls in the school, and I acted like a drunken fool in front of her. Worse, I didn’t even know she was there.
I didn’t know what to say so I said ‘Geez, Amanda, I’m
real sorry for acting like such a jerk.
I always sleep in the raw. I must
have just opened the door when I was semi-asleep or something. I didn’t mean to insult you or scare you.’
But I was missing Amanda’s point.
She said ‘No, Joey.
You didn’t act like a jerk. I
knew you didn’t even know I was there. I
made Barb lay down in the other bed and she was immediately snoring away.
I turned and there you were, Joey. You were so hard. I was drunk you’ve got to believe me. I would never do anything like that if I
weren’t drunk.’
So I said ‘
Wanda said “Well I sure as hell know what I would have
done! For a college boy you sure are dumb.”
Amanda was turning red.
She seemed more upset than ever.
She looked me in the eye and said ‘Joey, I took off my
panty hose, pulled up my dress and climbed on’.
My mouth must have dropped a foot. I started with the ahubada ahubada ahubada’s
again. Finally I said ‘What do you mean, you climbed on?’
‘Oh, Joey, I couldn’t stop myself. I had been a little turned on watching those
boys feel up Barb, even though it made me angry to see them doing it. And then when I saw you, oh your body was so
strong and your thing was so big and hard.
I just wanted to try it, just once.
I put my hand around it. I could
barely grip it! It was hard and smooth,
and so sexy. I kneeled on the bed above
your waist. I put your manhood against
my lips (not my real lips, you know, my nether lips – oh I can’t believe I’m
telling you this).
I rubbed it against me.
I felt it flick against my clit.’
(Amanda’s eyes were starting to glaze over and her
breathing was becoming heavier. Mine too,
come to think of it.)
‘Finally I just impaled myself on it. It went so deep. And it’s got this curve in it. It went to places no man had ever reached
before. The curve let it get deep and
rub my clit at the same time. I lay down
on top of you and kissed you, even though you were asleep.
I started moving up and down. I was so hot I lost control and was madly
pounding up and down on your thing, and then I was there! I was panting and trying to keep from
screaming.
Finally I quieted down and lay on you again. I was going to get up and leave. But Joey, you were still hard. It felt so good, even after I had finished,
just having you inside me like that.
I ran my fingers up and down your body, feeling those arms
and your chest. You’ve got a very big
strong chest, you know. But your skin
is soft and smooth, like a little boy’s.
It felt good just to rub against you.
Then it felt more than good. My God, I was getting turned on again. I sat straight up on you, and that seemed to
make your thing go even deeper into me.
I raised and lowered my body over and over again.
I kept going faster, I was moaning and trying to keep from
yelling. And then I couldn’t stop. I yelled your name over and over again. I felt this electric spark go through my
body. My back arched and I ground my
loin against yours harder and harder. I could feel my pussy spasm around your
thing. I didn’t think it would ever
stop!
Finally I calmed down enough that I realized I had to
go. Wally would be wondering where I
was. So I climbed off. I got a wash cloth and cleaned off your
thing. You were still hard! I couldn’t help it, Joey, I kissed it. Oh Joey, I’m so ashamed of myself. I took advantage of you. I raped you!
It’s horrible. I promise I’ll do
anything to make it up to you. I’ve been
sick about it all week. Please say you
understand!’
‘Understand?
Understand?’ I said. ‘I
understand. This is my life in a
nutshell. The chick I’m supposed to be
with is cursing me up and down and making out with my so-called friends. And I get laid by the sexiest girl at the
party and don’t even know it.
I could tell Amanda was relieved. But there was more to it than that.
She said ‘I’m sorry for what I did, Joey. I want to make it up to you.’ As she said it she reached down, grabbed her
sweatshirt and pulled it over her head.
I was suddenly confronted with the two largest tits I had
ever seen in person. Amanda sat on the
bed, cupped her hands behind my head and pulled my mouth toward one very large
nipple.
‘
I guess I should have been angry, but since I had no
recollection of the original rape, I decided that perhaps I should let her make
it up to me.
I sucked that nipple between my teeth and pinched the
other nipple with my right hand while fondling her breast with my left hand.
She moaned and her body melted toward mine.
She said ‘Joey, you know I’m engaged to Wally. We’ve been together for three years and I’ve
never looked at another boy. You’ve got
to promise that this will just be between us.’
Of course I mumbled ‘As you can see, my lips are
sealed.’ At the time I had a major
mouthful of tit.
Amanda smiled, stood up and slowly dropped the rest of her
clothes to the floor. I mean she had
more meat on her than I did but it was all choice. She was round where a girl should be round
and soft in the best places.
She kneeled on the floor in front of me and said ‘Please
Joey.
Well damn! I threw off my clothes till there was one
pile in the middle of the floor with our clothes intermingled.
She pushed me back on the bed and said ‘I hope you don’t
mind, but Wally only knows the missionary position. I really liked being on top with you.’
She hopes I don’t mind?
My only concern was that I could possibly drown in her tits. But what a way to go.
I was already hard as a rock from her telling about the
evening in the hotel room. She
apparently decided to demonstrate the technique she had used on that night,
because she gripped my cock with one hand, climbed above me, and slowly rubbed
it against her slit.
I could feel how wet she was and my cock slid easily
against her. Suddenly the head was
inside her.
She closed her eyes and raised her head and moaned. “Yesss!
This is what I’ve needed!’
She sat up and slowly lowered her cunt on to the length of
my cock.
‘Joey you’re so
deep. How can you get so deep?’
She leaned forward so that I could suckle her magnificent
boobs and started working her cunt up and down on me. She would rise up until only the head was
inside of her. Then she would slam
herself down the length of my cock.
She did this slowly
at first. But her pace started to pick up as her moans increased.
‘Joey I’m going to
come soon. I need to come. Please make me come, Joey.’
I was getting the picture that she viewed me as some
life-sized dildo. I was thinking, ‘hey
lady, what about my dick!?’
As enjoyable as
this position was, a wrestler is never comfortable on his back. I rolled her over and put her into a move
some people call a double grapevine, but we always called a ‘Saturday night
ride’. Man, I went deep and hard.
A wrestler likes to be in control and I started riding her
with passion. That sent her over the edge.
This time I was going to join her.
I kept pulling out all the way to the tip, then driving back into
her. Each time I did it, she squealed.
Soon I was going so fast that her squeals seemed to get
closer together until she was making one continuous squeal. Finally I bottomed
out in her and just stayed there.
I started squirting my come deep in her womb. Her head was back, and I could feel her
shudder. What a rush!
That’s my
story. Amanda kept coming back to ‘make
it up to me’ every week or two till the end of the semester. I went to her wedding and in the reception
line, I swear to God when I kissed her she slipped me some tongue. Fortunately no one noticed except us. And that’s all I have to say about that.
I might mention that throughout my dissertation, I had
three sets of eyes on me. Sometimes they
were looking at my face. Sometimes they
were looking at my dick. I was wondering
if maybe all three girls were thinking about being in Amanda’s place. It had reached the point that my dick was
demanding some attention. It needed some
kind of skin to skin contact. If it’s
ever been harder, I don’t know when. I
had leaked a little pre-come and the head of my cock was wet, bobbing up and
down.
Mary
Mary
Wanda said “Yeah, three cunts and only one dick!”
Mary
I’m not sure how I was supposed to react to that, but I
thought I had just heard my new girlfriend offer my sexual services to her
friends. Not only that, there didn’t
appear to be time limit on the offering.
I said “wait a minute!
What do you mean ‘for the rest of our lives.’?”
Mary
She said, “Joseph, as far as I’m concerned, this
relationship is till death do us part.”
I guess if I ever thought about it, I always imagined that
when I got engaged, I’d be the one that did the asking. Suddenly here was this girl who I had known
for barely two months essentially asking me to marry her.
This is a difficult situation for a hard dick to find
itself in. The most likely thing to
happen in a case like that is for the dick to deflate like a balloon with a
pin-prick. But strangely, my dick
reacted in just the opposite manner. It
got impossibly harder. It reached out
towards Mary
I crawled over to her and pushed her back onto her
pillow. As she lay down, my cock found
her opening as if it had eyes. We had had
plenty of foreplay. All evening seemed
to be nothing but foreplay.
My cock slid between her cunt lips, and pop! I was insider
her. I was crazed. I drove in to the hilt and started fucking
her like a madman. She reached behind me
and grabbed my ass and pulled and scratched, her head turning back and forth,
her eyes closed, then open, then closed again.
She said “Yes, Joey. I want you to fuck me forever. Fuck me forever Joey. God, it’s so big! It’s so hard!! It’s so good!!!”
Her cunt was like a warm wet glove, grabbing on to me and
squeezing. Hers was the tightest cunt I
had ever felt wrapped around my cock.
Any normal night I would have been shooting off into her in a few
strokes. But honey slides seem to give
me a permanent hard on.
Mary
I felt her cunt spasm over and over again, milking
me. For what seemed like a minute she
stayed like that, and then suddenly her whole body relaxed. Tears were coming from her eyes and she was
laughing semi-hysterically.
I
held her for a few minutes while she calmed down. I know I’m a hopeless romantic.
I put my mouth by her ear and said “Is that the answer you
wanted?”
I guess my body and soul responded automatically before my
mind even considered it. I guess I had
just accepted her proposal.
Mary
Wanda and Emily had just witnessed an animal-style
fucking. There were no niceties, no
formalities, no preliminaries. We just
fucked each other senseless. They were
both almost frantic with lust. When they
heard “who’s next” both of them shouted “Me!”
Now I was a college student, so I knew instinctively that
there was still a problem of one too few dicks.
But I had taken a course in systems analysis. I lay on my back on the floor and placed a
pillow under my head. My dick was an
iron bar, sticking straight up in the air.
I said “you girls decide who’s going to climb on. But I promise I have a treat for the one who
doesn’t.”
Wanda didn’t hesitate.
I said they were crazed. She
leaped up and squatted over me. She got
hold of my dick and guided it to her core.
She slowly slid right down my dick, inch by inch.
Her head was back, her eyes were closed, and I could tell
she was having a strong orgasm on the way down. The first orgasm didn’t slow
her down a little bit. When she bottomed
out she held that position for a few seconds, grinding her cunt against my
body. Then she rose up a few inches and
plunged back down.
She turned to Mary
Mary
Emily, I saw, felt left out. She was watching Wanda humping herself on my
prick, and I could see she was excited but jealous. I reached over and took her hand.
I said “come here, Emily.
I’ve got something I want to give you.”
She looked puzzled but came at my request. I motioned for her to turn around so she was
facing Wanda. I pulled her till she was
up by my head. Then I motioned for her
to lift her leg and straddle my face.
She didn’t need much encouragement. I saw her enflamed clit only a few inches
from my mouth. I kissed her thighs near
her pussy lips. Then I made one long
lick from one end of her cunt to the other.
My tongue slid between her lips.
She was soaking wet.
I reached up and caressed those red-white boobs, tweaking
each nipple. Her hips started to rotate
on my face. My lips closed on her clit,
and she stiffened as if an electric spark had shot through her body. One of my fingers slipped into her cunt,
followed by a second.
My thumb massaged the area between her cunt and her
asshole. It worked its way around her
asshole and then was rubbing over it while two finders probed deeply into her
and my lips stayed wrapped around her clit.
Wanda continued to hump my dick, but now she was face to
face with Emily. Wanda leaned forward a
little as she worked over my dick.
I had a perfect view as two sets of nipples merged and
began to rub each other. I reached with
my one free hand and pinched two nipples at a time, feeling two boobs, one
large soft and round, the other smaller, harder.
Suddenly Emily closed her eyes and leaned closer to Wanda
herself. I really think it was because
Wanda was so close to coming. She needed
more than the cock to cunt linkage she had with me.
Her lips leaned into Emily’s and I could see them begin to
kiss. Wanda’s tongue slipped deeply into
Emily’s throat. Suddenly there were five
hands on four breasts. Emily and Wanda looked
like they were fucking each other while using me as some kind of fuck toy.
They seemed to be in fucking synch, their hips humping up
and down at an ever-increasing speed.
Their hands were everywhere, sometimes on me, sometimes on each other,
sometimes on themselves.
Wanda bottomed out and kept her cunt locked tightly to my
cock, rotating, grinding it harder and harder.
My cock seemed to expand, God it was twice its normal size, I
think. I did what I could to hold back.
I felt if I squeezed myself tight, I could hold in the
orgasm. It seemed to work, but the more
I squeezed, the larger my cock felt.
I felt a shock in my brain and in my cock, and suddenly I
was ejaculating long deep shots of come into Wanda’s pussy. Emily’s cunt was grinding against my mouth
and she was screaming. I remember her
saying that she never screams. Perhaps
she was mistaken.
Wanda had her knees spread as wide as they could go to
either side of me. Her head was back,
her eyes were closed.
She was screaming. “Oh Yeah! Oh God! My God!
My Fucking God!! I’m coming! God!”
Suddenly all the strength went out of Wanda’s legs. She seemed to crumble to the floor as if
someone had taken her bones out of her.
My cock made a popping noise as it pulled from her cunt. She collapsed to the floor with her eyes
closed breathing heavily.
Emily noticed something that the other girls didn’t. My cock was still hard. Good ole honey slides. She had laid down beside me after her orgasm
with her tits in my side and her hand reaching down to fondle my cock.
Instead of the cute soft little thing she was expecting,
she found a sold piece of cock meat still ready for action.
She whispered to me “Joey, I still don’t know what it
feels like to have you inside of me.”
I turned her over so that she was on her knees. Then approaching her from behind I slid my cock into the same lips that a few minutes before
I had been tonguing.
With one hand I reached around and began to fondle those
milky breasts. My other hand worked its
way between her legs until my fingers found Emily’s clit. I fucked her deeply from behind as my fingers
massaged her clit. Emily’s head peaked
around to watch as I was fucking and fingering her at the same time.
She said “Oh God, I didn’t even know you were supposed to
do it this way. It feels so naughty. It
feels so nice. Stick it in me,
Joey. Harder, please. Harder.”
I’m an athlete and well
coordinated, so I was able to rub her clit, fondle her boobs and fuck her all
at the same time.
Her nipples felt like bullets. I knew Emily was multi-orgasmic the first
time I saw her. She’s got that round sensuous
body that just looks like it loves to fuck.
Suddenly the pot took over from me.
I couldn’t see her eyes, but if they were open, they
weren’t seeing anything. I caught her
clit between my thumb and forefinger and I started to rub her unmercifully. She ground back into my dick and stopped
moving her hips. She was grinding
herself against me, her cunt massaging my dick with one strong contraction
after another.
My eyes closed and I could feel myself shooting my come
deep inside her pussy. I yelled and was
flooded with that electric shock feeling you get only in the most outrageous of
fucks.
Emily collapsed forward onto her
stomach, and I went with her, my dick still deep in her cunt. This time, however, it was shrinking back to
reality. It slid out of her soaking
pussy and the magic moment had ended.
I went over and lay down next to Mary
Lou. She crawled into my arms and rested
her head on my chest, one arm around my waist.
I closed contented and satiated eyes and fell into the sleep of the
thoroughly fucked.
Mary Lou and I have been together ever
since. Once or twice a year we’ll go
back down to
Why did I agree to marry her after so
little time? I asked myself the same
question when I came down from the honey slides and for weeks afterwards. But it was probably because I knew
instinctively that Mary Lou was so much smarter than me.
She had little education and like all women in the South
back then was expected to act in a way that hid most of her intellect. I taught her that it was okay for her to be
smart, to disagree with the accepted norms.
In her heart of hearts she is a true rebel. She was too shy to admit it before she met
me. I gave her the support she needed to
strike out on her own and leave her upbringing totally behind her. Yeah, I’ll give myself credit for that.
Maybe she was first attracted to me by my dick, but she
loved me for wanting her to be herself.
Twenty years later her ass remains world class. Her legs remain slender and strong, shapely
and smooth. Her round little breasts
still stick out with nary a trace of sag.
However, life isn’t perfect. She
lost that sweet sexy southern accent about ten minutes after we got
married. I miss it.