Me and Mrs. Jones 
Copyright 2000 by Stormbringer 
Revised 2009

Note: This story was originally released in six parts.


"Hey Chad," said Tristan, "how would you like to spend the summer
with me at my parents beach house?" He was my best friend and
roommate. We did everything together.

"Love to," I replied, "but I'll have to get permission from my
mom and dad."

The thought of all those bikini clad girls had my penis hard, but
then it was always hard. Tristan and I attended a boys only
Catholic school. Excluding withered old nuns, we hadn't even
really seen any women for months.

I had just turned eighteen and Tristan was a year younger. He had
a wild rebellious streak, but I was rather shy and conservative.
Despite our differences, he was a lot of fun and we got along
fabulously. I hadn't had many friends and I considered Tristan to
be the brother I never had.

**********

We arrived at the resort on the Jersey shore just before noon,
two days after classes ended. My eyes bulged out of my head at
the sight of all the scantily clad women heading towards the
beach. I was from a small town in Kansas and had never seen a
girl in a bikini outside of magazines, and here in front of me
were dozens. Tristan whistled at some, which embarrassed me and I
sank down into the car seat, though the girls seemed to like his
attention.

I was still shocked that my parents let me go. Especially to a
beach resort, which they called a den of sin. They relented when
I promised to stay away from alcohol and tramps.

We stopped near the boardwalk to grab a couple of burgers. Two
teenage girls wearing shorts and bikini tops walked by. Tristan
smiled at them, they ignored him and both smiled at me as they
passed. I felt my cheeks turn red and I looked down at the
ground.

"They like you man," said my buddy. "Go get them."

"I couldn't. I wouldn't know what to say."

"Forget it," he said.

We got our burgers and sat down on a bench where we could watch
the women sun bathing. I caught several more girls staring at me
and I quickly looked away from them.

Tristan shook his head. "Chad, I love you like a brother, but if
you're going to hold me back this summer, you might as well hang
out at our pool with my mom."

"Sorry," I replied. "I just haven't been around a lot of women."

"Have you looked at yourself?" he said "I would give anything to
look like you or to have half your muscles. The beach hotties are
gonna love you."

I was almost six and a half feet tall and still growing. Working
on the farm had built up my muscles to the point where I looked
like a weight lifter. Tristan was almost a foot shorter then me
and rather average looking, though he had a devilish grin that
women apparently found attractive.

We arrived at his parent's beach house an hour later. Tristan had
explained that his mom stayed there all summer and his dad was
only here on weekends. His father worked in New York and stayed
at their house in Massachusetts.

"Go on through the fence around back," Tristan said grabbing his
bags.

I hefted my bags and walked around back to their pool. I just
about tripped over my own feet when I saw the young woman lying
in a cot by the pool. She had long blonde hair, tied up in a bun
and big full lips. Her eyes were covered by sunglasses, but I
didn't spend much time looking at her face anyway.

Either her body was over-proportioned or her bikini was too
small. Never had I seen a more perfect body on a woman. Her
breasts were huge and I could see the outlines of her nipples
under the thin, blue material. Her stomach was flat and sexy,
with a thin waist that flared out as her hips widened. The bikini
bottoms, barely covered her crotch and I had a strong urge to
untie the strings holding her bikini on. Her legs were fit, lean,
and long all the way down to her dainty little feet, whose
toenails were painted a daring red. A deep golden tan covered her
body.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"I-I'm supposed to be staying here," I stuttered out. "I'm
Tristan's friend."

Her eyes widened and she stood up and walked over to me. "You
must be Chad," she said holding her hand out."

"Yes," I said blushing as I took her hand. "I'm sorry, I didn't
know Tristan had a sister."

She smiled, but didn't say anything. She took off her sunglasses
revealing the most piercing blue eyes, I had ever seen.

"JESUS!" said Tristan as he rounded the corner. "Mom, what on
earth are you wearing?"

I blushed even more. Looking closer at her hair, I could see some
gray streaks blending into her blonde hair and as she laughed at
her son's discomfort, I saw some wrinkles around her eyes.
Otherwise, she looked about thirty, when she was probably closer
to forty.

"Sorry Trizzie," she said winking at me. "I wasn't expecting you
until tomorrow."

"We got an early start Mom," he said.

"Well let me go put something decent on," she replied. "You two
can go unpack."

She turned and we followed her into the house. I gulped when I
saw that her bikini was a thong and I could see her tan rear end.
It was plump, but firm and smooth as a bowling ball. It arched
out from the small of her back. My penis which is always
partially erect, instantly turned rock hard. It was so hard, it
hurt.

Tristan showed me to our room. It was bigger then our dorm and
had two nice big beds.

"We can unpack later. Lets change and jump in the pool." He said
yanking his shirt off over his head.

"I don't have a bathing suit."

"No problem, you can wear one of mine." Tristan removed some
trunks from his dresser and tossed it to me. "Try these."

He turned his back to me and pulled his pants down. I was a
little uncomfortable by his nudity, but I took my pants off also.

"I can't wait to hit the beach tom..."

My friend stopped in mid sentence and I looked up. He was staring
at my crotch with a look of shock on his face. He suddenly turned
red and quickly pulled his trunks up. I caught a glimpse of his
penis and I suddenly felt sorry for him. It must have been
deformed or something. It was all shrunken from the air
conditioner and was only as long as my pinky. My penis still
hadn't recovered from the sight of his mother and was about ten
inches long. When completely erect, I'm over a foot long and as
big around as a cucumber. The only other penis I had ever seen,
was on our bull back home and he had made me feel small. Tristan
was not only smaller then me, but his penis probably wasn't even
a third as big as mine.

"Come on let's go," he said, waving for me to follow.

I removed my shirt and tossed it on my bed as we headed to the
pool. At first, Tristan seemed upset about something, but that
quickly passed and we had fun splashing around his pool. I can't
swim so I stayed in the shallow end.

His mom came out with some sandwiches. She was wearing a
conservative one-piece bathing suit, but her incredible body was
hard to hide and she still looked fantastic. Tristan climbed out
of the pool and immediately began gobbling down a sandwich.

I climbed the ladder out of the pool and was immediately
embarrassed to see that Mrs. Jones was checking out my body as
closely as I had checked out hers. Her eyes latched onto my
crotch and remained there for a couple seconds. I thought that my
penis would probably crawl into my scrotum, but instead it
fattened a little, despite the cool evening air. I saw Mrs.
Jones' frown as she stared at my crotch and then her eyebrows
shot up with surprise when it grew a little.
Embarrassed, I immediately wrapped a towel around my waist and
joined Tristan at the picnic table. Mrs. Jones left us alone and
returned to the house.

After dinner, Tristan and I left the pool. He said I could change
in there and he would change in the bathroom. I didn't see the
point since we had changed together earlier, but I was more
comfortable changing alone. I unwrapped the towel from my waist
and pulled the swim trunks down.

The vision of Mrs. Jones in her string bikini flashed into my
mind and I immediately got another painful erection. I closed my
eyes and grabbed my penis, desperately wanting to stroke it, but
knowing that it was a sin.
"Trizzie, do you need anything from the market?" said Mrs. Jones,
pushing the door open. "HOLY SHIT!" she exclaimed, seeing me
nude, her eyes locking onto my hard penis.

I opened my eyes in horror. She mumbled an apology and fled. My
penis withered in my hand. I looked in the mirror. Water still
glistened on my muscles. She must have thought I was masturbating
and that the water was sweat. I suddenly felt ill with
embarrassment.

When I was fourteen, I was in the barn and for no apparent reason
my penis suddenly got hard. I stroked it for some reason and
after a few minutes, I ejaculated. At first I was scared, not
understanding what the white stuff was shooting from my penis,
but it felt great. I turned around and there was my dad, fists
clenched with rage. He beat the crap out of me that night and my
mom wouldn't even talk to me for a week after that day until we
had spoken to a priest. The priest told me about masturbation and
how sinful it was. I told him I understood and would never do it
again. For the last four years, I would get erect at least once a
day, usually more, a lot more,  and it took every ounce of my
will not to touch it. I figured the devil was tempting me.

Now, Mrs. Jones had caught me. She probably thought I was
disgusting and would throw me out of her house. She had been so
horrified that she had cursed and women didn't curse.

Tristan came back and saw how pale I was. "You feeling ok buddy?"
he said concerned.

"No, I'm feeling a little sick to my stomach. I think it must be
something I ate. I'm going to skip the boardwalk."

***********

Tristan left to hit the boardwalk. I put my sweat pants on and
climbed into bed. I felt nervous and sick to my stomach. I
pictured Mrs. Jones and the look on her face when she saw me
holding my penis. As soon as I thought of Tristan's mother, I
pictured her in that teeny bikini and my stupid penis got erect
again.

My pulse was racing and I was hot under the covers. I was scared
that Mrs. Jones would throw me out for being a disgusting
pervert. I climbed on top of the covers and tried to get
comfortable. Finally I looked for something to read. As I was
looking around the room, I noticed Mrs. Jones staring at me
through the door, which was cracked open.
All my fears were realized. Here was Mrs. Jones come to throw me
out of her house. She would call my parents, they would disown me
and I would get kicked out of school. Mrs. Jones pushed the door
open and came in to the room. Oddly enough, she seemed as nervous
as I was.

"Sorry to disturb you Chad, but I couldn't stop thinking about
what I saw."

My heart skipped a beat. "Mrs. Jones, I swear I wasn't
masturbating. I know it's a sin. You just came into the room at
the wrong time. Please don't tell my parents."

"I'm not sure I understand," she was looking at me funny. I
thought she looked a little amused and I calmed down.

"I know you think I was masturbating, but I swear I wasn't."

"You're telling me you've never jerk off?"

"No ma'am," I replied. "Well once, but dad caught me and beat
me."

"I don't believe you."

"I swear it's the truth, Mrs. Jones. Can't we just forget about
what happened," I begged.

"I don't think I can forget about what I saw," she said. I moaned
with shame and she added, "You're going to have to prove it."

"How do I do that?" I asked.

"You can tell if a man masturbates excessively. I'll need to
examine your penis."

"I can't do that!" I said horrified at the notion of showing my
friend's mom my penis again.

"It's that or I call your parents and the headmaster."

She sat on the bed, reaching out and grabbing the waist band of
my sweat pants. I relented and raised my hips, so that she could
pull my pants down to my ankles. Soon I was naked before the sexy
mother of my best friend.

I was so embarrassed that my penis had crawled up into my scrotum
and it looked tiny as it was only about seven inches long. She
reached out and I tried to crawl back, but her hand quickly
grabbed the tip of my penis.

She lifted my penis up and cupped my testicles. My sack filled
her small hand. "Hmm," she said examining them, "They do seem
heavy and full of sperm. Maybe you don't masturbate."

As she spoke she kept tugging on my penis. No one had ever
touched my penis before and I was horrified to see that the evil
thing was responding to her touch. It started growing in her
hand. I looked at her as it slowly swelled with blood, growing to
it's full, foot long length. She just stared at my penis growing
in her hand, her eyes growing wide with shock as it turned rock
hard.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Jones," I apologized horrified. "I can't control
it."

She didn't seemed bothered by my erection and she wrapped her
fingers around my penis. I shivered as she ran her fingers along
the length of my penis, stopping to squeeze the head. It felt
incredible to have her touching my penis like this.

Then to my horror, she began stroking it. It felt fantastic and
on the third stroke, I bucked my hips, thrusting my penis through
her fist. I wanted to warn her, but the words stuck in my throat.
I've never seen the head of my penis so large. It swelled up as
big as a plum, throbbing, and engorged with blood. The pee slit
opened and I came for the second time in my life. A long stringy
strand of sperm erupted from the head and hit her in the face. I
moaned with pleasure as four years of frustration was released
from my penis by three strokes of her hand. Another strand left
my penis, hitting her chin, and even more sperm continued to flow
out the tip of my penis covering her hand with sperm.

When I recovered, I suddenly realized what had happened and I
looked at her ashamed at what I had done. She was still staring
at my penis, a look of amazement on her face. My sperm was oozing
down her face and chin.

She seemed to come to her senses. She stood and ran from the
room. Horrified over what I had done, I pulled up my pants and
ran out to the hall to apologize. Mrs. Jones was standing there
licking my sperm off her hand.

"Mrs. Jones," I cried. "What are you doing?"

"Chad!" she said startled. "It's not a sin if your semen goes
into a woman, only if you waste it."

"But isn't adultery worse?"

"This isn't adultery," she replied licking the sperm off her
chin. "Only actual intercourse is adultery. I'm just doing this
to help you."

**********

We spent the next day at the beach. Tristan had met a girl the
night before. I never could understand that guys luck with the
ladies. Tristan tried to teach me how to swim, but it embarrassed
me in front of all the people. I felt much safer in his pool.

We went back and had dinner with his mom. Mrs. Jones was quiet
through most of the dinner and I was worried that she was
thinking about all the sperm from my stupid penis that she had
been forced her to eat to keep me from sinning. She was a
wonderful woman to do that for me.

Tristan had a date with his girl that night and he asked if I
would be offended if he went out alone again. I told him to go
have fun and not to worry about me, I'd stay up and read. I
usually do one hundred push-ups every day and I was halfway
through my set when Tristan left. When I had finished, I looked
up and his mom was standing in the room watching me.

Mrs. Jones was wearing a short skirt that showed off her nice
legs and a tight top that left her sexy stomach bare. I could
also see the outlines of her nipples. Her areola were as big
around as coke cans, the nipples were poking at her top, and I
had trouble not staring at them. She had been dressed more
conservatively at dinner.

She was glancing at my chest as I stared at hers. I was only
wearing shorts and my chest was sweaty, heaving from my workout.

"I saw Tristan leave," she said.

"He had a date," I told her, then added, "I'm sorry about last
night. I couldn't control myself."

"That's why I'm here. I'm worried you might masturbate again. I
didn't get a chance to examine you long enough last night. I'll
need to do it again."

My heart started racing at the thought of having her touch me
again. "If you think so Mrs. Jones."

"Just stand there and let me examine you," she said kneeling down
before me.

A strange surge of power coursed through my body as I looked at
her kneeling before me. I saw her reach out and  unbutton my
shorts. Her hand was shaking, as she slowly pulled my zipper
down. Mrs. Jones yanked my shorts down around my ankles and my
underwear quickly followed. To my embarrassment, instead of
retreating into my scrotum like the last time, my penis was
growing before she even touched it.

I moaned as Mrs. Jones caressed it and started stroking it again.
The head was huge, engorged with blood and she was holding it so
that it was pointed at her partially open mouth.

She was so intent on the examination, that I took the opportunity
to look down past my penis at her nipples. I was hot, but the air
conditioner must have made her cold because her nipples were rock
hard, like two flag poles planted on top two perfect mountains.

"You have a beautiful cock, Chad," she said still staring at my
penis in her hand.

"What do you mean?"

"Cock is another term for penis," she informed me.

That jogged my memory. When I was fifteen, I got into a fight
with some townies. They were jerks and used foul language. The
leader, a cowardly bully had said something to me. Now what was
it? I remembered. "Suck my cock," I mumbled out loud. Yeah,
that's what he had said. The pervert.

"Anything you want Chad," said Mrs. Jones.

I looked down again. She was leaning forward and she kissed the
head of my cock. It was glistening with some kind of fluid and
she licked it off. I jumped and my knees grew weak as her tongue
ran around the head of my cock.  Her lips wrapped around the
entire head. I couldn't believe how good it felt. Her mouth was
so hot and wet. I moaned as her tongue ran all around my cock
head. She began to move her mouth up and down my cock, taking
more with each bob of her head.

My knees were weak, but I managed to stand there. I felt the
sperm churning in my testicles.  My muscles were tensing and my
fists were clenched. I didn't know what to do with my hands, so I
grabbed the sides of her head and began bucking my hips, sliding
about half my cock in and out of her mouth.

Mrs. Jones had one hand on my cock and another between her legs
under her skirt. She must have had bad itch, because her hand was
moving rapidly underneath her skirt.

My cock seemed to explode in her mouth, my sperm erupting from
the end. I felt it shooting up through my cock and pouring into
her mouth. She didn't seem to want to let go and my cock suddenly
seemed ultra sensitive after my orgasm. I couldn't take it
anymore and I pulled back, watching my penis slowly emerge from
her mouth.

"God, Mrs. Jones that felt incredible."

"I liked it too Chad," she replied. "I've never seen a cock this
big."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you're hung like a horse Chad," she said still kneeling
before me and staring at my cock.  "Your more then twice as big
as my husband and at least three times as thick. His penis is
about average length."

I pictured Tristan's reaction when he saw my partially erect
cock. He wasn't deformed, I was. "You mean I'm some kind of
freak?" I asked, though for some reason it made me feel good to
be bigger then her husband and Tristan for that matter.

"You're not a freak, Chad," she answered, "you're gifted."

"Do you do this with Mr. Jones," I asked, a sudden wave of
jealousy coursing through my body.

"Never Chad," she said, "with him, it's lights off in the
missionary position. Yours is the first cock I've ever had in my
mouth."

That made me feel fantastic and I grinned from ear to ear. I
didn't know what to say, I just blurted out, "Thanks."

"Thank you," she replied getting up and leaving the room.

I looked down at my cock. I know pride is a sin, but I was
suddenly proud of my big piece of meat. It was growing again and
I wished she hadn't left.

**********

Mr. Jones arrived the next day for the weekend. He reminded me a
lot of Tristan only without the wild streak. He was shorter then
me by a foot, even shorter then his wife. He was nice, but he
seemed stern and proper, just the opposite of his wife. It was
probably his idea to send Tristan to an all boys religious
school. He was a lot older then his wife, probably close to
twenty years.

I didn't see much of Mrs. Jones that weekend. The few times I
did, she seemed bored.

I went out to the boardwalk with Tristan that weekend. His girl
Mary had a friend named Amber. She was an attractive little
blonde, though her breasts weren't half as big as Mrs. Jones. She
wore big platform shoes and her shorts were so small and tight,
her butt cheeks stuck out. She seemed delighted to hang out with
me, though she quickly seemed to grow bored with my shyness and
lack of conversational skills.

We said goodbye and Tristan leaned over and gave Mary a big kiss.
I looked at Amber, she was looking back at me expectantly. I
leaned over to kiss her and at the last minute she turned her
face and I planted a kiss on her cheek. Embarrassed, I backed off
and we waved bye.

The next night, Amber didn't come out with us. I felt like a
third wheel as Tristan and Mary were all over each other. The
three of us went back to the cottage Mary and Amber were renting.
They left me on the porch and went into the one room cottage. A
minute later they kicked Amber out and she joined me.

Finally, after ten minutes of silence, Amber said, "Why don't you
like me?"

"I do like you," I replied, "what do you mean?"

"How come you didn't make a pass at me?"

"I'm sorry. I wanted to, but I don't know how."

Amber moved next to me and she leaned over. I bent down and
kissed a girl for the first time. I liked it, but my stupid penis
turned rock hard again.

We kissed for around fifteen minutes, finally Amber whispered in
my ear, "Tell me what you want."

I didn't know what she was talking about, but I did know that my
cock was hurting again. "I want you to suck my cock." I whispered
back.

Amber pulled back and looked at me surprised. "Crude, but I guess
you're making progress," she said. "Ok, but You're going have to
return the favor."

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"If I suck you off, you have to eat my pussy. It's only fair."

"I've never done that," I replied suddenly guilty for not eating
Mrs. Jones' two nights before.

"Really?" she didn't seem that surprised, "Well it doesn't
matter, I'll teach you."

She kissed me again and I felt her hand undoing my shorts. "Let's
see what you're hiding in there." She pulled down my zipper and
reached in.

I felt her hand wrap around my cock and pull it out. It went limp
at the look on her face. She shook her head in denial and a look
of fear was written on her face. Amber let go and backed away.
She looked down at my crotch then up at me. Her mouth moved, but
no words came out. She turned and tried the door to their
cottage, but it was locked. She then turned and ran out the porch
door.

"Amber, wait," I yelled, stuffing my suddenly deflated cock into
my pants, but she ignored me and ran off into the night.

Tristan came out a moment later a big grin on his face. Mary
followed him. "Where's Amber?" she asked.

"She went for a walk," I lied.

Mary saw the look on my face. "Don't let her upset you. There's
plenty of girls who'd be happy to meet a nice guy like you."

"Thanks," I said dejectedly.

Tristan gave her a big kiss and we left. He bragged the whole way
home about how he had gotten her to touch his penis. "Next time I
think I can talk her into a blow job," he said.

I didn't say anything. Mrs. Jones had obviously felt sorry for me
and sucked me off. Amber was too scared of my cock to even stay
in the same room with it. Mrs. Jones had lied to me. I was a
freak.


Part 2



I had a great work ethic from growing up on a farm with stern
parents and when financial realities set in, I set out to look
for a job. Tristan being who he is, had gotten a job at a place
on the boardwalk, called Playland. It was one of those noisy
places, filled with kids, video games, and amusement rides. I got
a job at a sub shop, flipping burgers and grilling cheese steaks.

I kept to myself for a week, avoiding everyone whenever possible.
I immersed myself in my job and I liked it, except for one of the
waitresses who was a real bitch. She was one of the best looking
girls, I'd ever seen. I always stood meekly and took her constant
bitching. She would nag me over every mistake I made and I would
just look down at my feet and sneak peeks at her long tan legs.

There was a very nice waitress there named Sherrie. She had a
nice figure and was very friendly. I think she had a crush on me
because she'd always sneak peaks at me and would blush when I
caught her. She had a cute Southern accent and was pretty except
her looks were over shadowed by Tina.

The bitch's name was Tina. My dad subscribed to Sports
Illustrated and he would always throw away the swimsuit issue. I
would dig it out of the trash to look at the girls. Tina reminded
me of Tyra Banks in looks and figure. She was a light skinned
black girl with bright green eyes. One day she came in wearing a
bikini top and I thought I would blow my load. Of course. my cock
was always hard around her.

My stupid cock was hard now, as I walked home from working the
late shift. I let myself in to the house. It was dark and I
almost didn't see Mrs. Jones sitting there in the dark.

"I'm worried about you, Chad, she said flicking on a light. "I'm
worried you haven't gotten off in five days and might masturbate
again."

She was wearing a robe and sitting there with her legs crossed.
She was right. I had never needed to cum as bad as I did right
then. I was addicted to cumming and there was no turning back.
Still, though my cock said yes, my mind said no. "I'm fine Mrs.
Jones. You don't have to feel sorry for me."

"I don't feel sorry for you. What's wrong Chad?"

"I know I'm a freak and your doing this out of pity."

"I told you you're not a freak, you're gifted. Why do you think
you're a freak?"

I told her about Amber running away when she saw my penis. Mrs.
Jones face flushed and she seemed angry.

"So you didn't actually do anything with this girl?" she said. I
shook my head with shame and she continued. "Good. She's just
young and stupid. She doesn't' know a good thing when she sees
it. Stay away from her Chad, she's a tramp. I'll keep you
satisfied."

I still didn't quite believe her, but at that moment she stood up
and removed her robe. She was wearing a lacy white bra and sheer
panties. They were so thin, I could see the dark patch between
her legs and her red nipples. This was the closest I had come to
seeing her naked. I wanted to say, "no," but my cock was doing
all my thinking at the moment.

I followed Mrs. Jones into her bedroom. She motioned me to be
quiet and pointed at the ceiling. I assumed Tristan was asleep
upstairs. She pushed me over towards the bed and she ran her
hands under my shirt. I shivered as her fingers felt along the
ridges of my muscles and she toyed with my nipples.

She crinkled her nose. My shirt stank from the grill and she
raised it up to my shoulders. She couldn't pull it off, since I
was so tall, so I helped her, throwing my shirt on the floor.

Mrs. Jones came into my arms and rubbed her lingerie clad body on
mine. She looked up at me expectantly and I leaned down, kissing
her for the first time. It was like our lips were glued together.
She was a much better kisser then Amber. She pushed her tongue
into my mouth and I pushed mine back. Her lips never left mine as
I felt her undoing my pants.

My pants fell around my ankles and I felt her reach into my
underwear. We both moaned as her hand grabbed my cock and stroked
it. She broke our lip lock and stepped back. I could see her
bosom heaving and her nipples were rock hard, straining against
her bra. She put her hands on my chest and pushed me back. I fell
down on her large bed and I sat on the edge.

Mrs. Jones bent over and pulled my underwear all the way off. She
then kneeled between my legs and once again I felt a surge of
power. Mrs. Jones wrapped one hand around the thick shaft of my
cock and pulled it aside. She buried her nose in my crotch and
took a big sniff. I wanted to apologize as I hadn't showered and
I had sweat all day at the grill, but she seemed to like my
smell.

She bent my cock down towards her mouth and she planted a loving
kiss on the tip. I moaned as she began licking around the head
then up and down the sides. She swallowed the head and I sighed
as my cock entered her warm, wet, mouth.

I felt the head hitting the back of her throat and then my cock
entered her throat and began sliding down. It was the best
feeling of my life. Her throat was tight and wet. She seemed to
have difficulty at first, but she soon developed a rhythm.

Last time, she had only sucked on about half of my cock, now she
was taking it all. I loved it, but I was worried she might quit
doing this for me. I was starting to last longer each time I was
with her. It took almost fifteen minutes before I started even
getting close to cumming.

I lost control again and I grabbed her head, moving it rapidly up
and down my cock, while bucking my hips into her mouth. Her moans
were muffled by my cock as I used her mouth to get off.

The sperm shot up out of my balls and I bellowed loudly as I came
in her mouth. I shut up suddenly worried that I would wake up
Tristan. My cum seemed to catch Mrs. Jones by surprise and she
struggled to pull away, but I held her head over my cock.

My balls had built up as much sperm in the last few days as they
had in the entire four year period since my first orgasm. Mrs.
Jones struggled to swallow it all, but the amount overwhelmed her
and dribbled down her chin.

I released her and she fell back gasping. She opened her mouth to
breathe and more of my sperm poured out of her mouth, falling on
her breasts and soiling her bra.

She looked dazed as she stood up and went into her bathroom to
clean up. I continued to sit on the bed, my cock deflated to
about eight inches and it dangled over the side.

"I thought you would have gone back to your room," she said upon
returning. She was wiping around her chin with a towel.

"I wanted to return the favor," I said standing up. I grabbed her
and sat her down on the bed.

"You mean you want to eat me?" she asked. Her eyes had opened as
wide as saucers and suddenly her whole body seemed to shake with
nervousness.

I kneeled between her legs and reached out and grabbed the
waistband of her little panties. She jumped when I yanked them
off her. I pulled her legs apart and stared at my first pussy. It
glistened with moisture and two vertical pink lips seemed to be
opening and closing with desire. I moved closer.

"Oh god," she cried when my breath hit her pussy. "I've always
wanted to do this. Mr. Jones won't kiss me down there." She
jerked when I kissed her pussy lips.

"C-Chad, that's my labia. Run your tongue up and down it." I
followed her instructions. She showed me her clit and it seemed
to grow as I teased it with my tongue. I was a fast learner and
soon she couldn't even talk to give me directions, but I didn't
need them any more.

I liked eating her pussy, but I loved watching her body react to
it. She was panting and moaning. Her head was thrashing from side
to side and her whole body was writhing as she grabbed the covers
of the bed until her knuckles were white. I looked up her belly
It was undulating wildly as her hips rose to match the thrusts of
my tongue. I felt as powerful giving her pleasure as I did having
her kneel between my legs, with my cock in her mouth.

"P-put your finger in me," she gasped.

I slid one finger in her pussy and I quickly decided to make it
two. I continued to tongue her clit as I flexed my fingers in her
pussy. Mrs. Jones' legs suddenly wrapped around my head and
squeezed. She looked down her body and our eyes met. As she
stared into my eyes, her pussy suddenly clamped down on my
fingers and she screamed in orgasm. At first I was scared I had
hurt her, but she just kept thanking me over and over so I kept
at it. It was like I had opened a flood gate. I didn't stop
eating her and she didn't stop cumming. I lost count after about
six big orgasms. Finally, it seemed she couldn't take any more
and she grabbed my head and pushed me back. I stood up between
her legs grinning at the look of awe on her face. My cock was
rock hard again.

"Mr. Jones hasn't made me cum in twelve years, Chad," she said
grabbing my cock.

I suddenly felt sorry for her. This beautiful young woman, stuck
with her lame old husband.

She was pulling my cock towards her and bending it down towards
her pussy, which was gaping open between her spread legs. I
stopped moving forward out of fear of accidentally entering her
and breaking one of the lord's commandments. Mrs. Jones seemed to
moan in frustration and she looked like a mad woman as she looked
at me. She began rapidly stroking my cock so fast that I felt
like cumming after ten minutes.

She saw how red and engorged my cock was and she pointed the head
down at her pussy. She was raising her pussy towards it as I
came, but my cock jerked and the first strand of semen fell from
her belly button to her breasts. The second hit just under her
belly button, just before she got it back under control and my
third strand landed on her labia. Her entire thigh and pussy area
was covered in sperm by the time I quit cumming.

I stepped back and looked at her as I pulled my shorts on. That
moment was, without a doubt, the best in my life so far. I
watched my sperm liquefying on her body and some started sliding
down into her belly button. "Mrs. Jones, you're wasting my
sperm."

She just nodded and brought her finger down to her abdomen,
scooping up a wad of my semen. She brought her finger up to her
mouth and sucked my sperm off.

"Thanks," I said, leaving the room. She was a good woman to keep
me from sinning like that.

**********

Mr. Jones came down for the Fourth of July weekend and stayed for
a week. Mrs. Jones seemed to glance at me longingly every time I
saw her, which wasn't much. The beach towns get mobbed for that
week and both Tristan and I were busy working.

The night of the Fourth, the fireworks were over and I was making
my way down the boardwalk on my way home. I decided to stop in
Playland to see Tristan. The noise assaulted me the moment I
walked in there. The clanging of the video machines, the
screaming kids, and all the other chatter was overwhelming. I had
no idea how Tristan could work there all day long.

I wasn't paying much attention where I was going and the next
thing I knew I had bumped into someone. "Sorry," I said, looking
down into Amber's surprised face.

"Chad," she said. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you."

We stood silently looking at each other. Finally, she said, "I'm
sorry about the other night. I've just never seen...I just...Your
horse cock just scared me, ok."

"I understand," I replied. "It's a shame though. I was really
looking forward to eating your pussy. I'm quite good at it."

"Chad!" she said blushing then added, "Liar. You told me you've
never done it before."

I said nothing and we stared at each other awkwardly for a few
moments.

"Listen," she said. "My date is getting change and will be back
soon. Why don't you meet me back at our place later and I show
you how to make a woman happy. If your lucky I might even jack
you off, but don't expect anything more."

We were interrupted by her date coming back. I nodded at him and
left. Tristan was working the dart game and I saw Mary waiting
for him to get off. She saw me and straightened up. I saw her
eyes flicker quickly towards my crotch. Amber must have said
something to her about the other night. She recovered quickly and
smiled at me.

I looked Mary over once myself. She was a fox. Amber had small
breasts, but Mary's were big and firm. She was wearing a tight
half shirt that showed off her large bosom and left her thin
waist bare. Mary had a sexy pierced belly button. She had on a
short mini skirt that showed off her lean legs and her cute feet
were wearing a nice pair of sandals. Mary had long blonde hair
and blue eyes. She was almost as sexy as Mrs. Jones. Tristan was
completely smitten with her.

I chatted with Mary for a few minutes. She seemed surprised when
I told her I was meeting Amber back at their cottage. She excused
herself and said she would see us at the cottage later. I think
she left early to claim the bedroom for her and Tristan, sticking
me and Amber with the porch again, but it didn't matter to me. I
just needed to get off. It had been seven days since my night
with Mrs. Jones and I was going crazy from all the sperm that was
building up in my balls.

Tristan got off work shortly afterwards and we headed down the
boardwalk to the girl's house.

"Don't fall for Amber," Tristan warned. "She's a tease and will
break your heart."

"I understand," I replied. "How are things with you and Mary?"

He got a stupid grin on his face at the mention of her name.
"Great buddy. I've never felt this way about a girl before."

"How far have you two gone?"

His smile faded for a second. "She's let me play with her big
tits. She'll jerk me off, but won't put her mouth anywhere near
my penis. She's still a virgin. You'll screw Amber before I get
Mary.

That was when I started thinking about sex. I had thought of sex
as taboo, but now I wasn't so sure. If I slept with Tristan's
mom, it would be adultery, but Amber wasn't married. Sex with her
would be wrong, but not a sin. Anyway, all this thought about sex
had my dick hard and I quit thinking about it less walking became
difficult.

We arrived at Mary's cottage and Tristan kissed her and winked at
me as he went inside. I sat on the porch and waited for Amber to
get home. She arrived a short time latter. I sat in the dark and
watched her get rid of her date. He clearly seemed pissed off,
like he wanted to come inside. She just let him kiss her on the
cheek and left him standing there.

She smiled at me when she came into the porch. "Now where were
we?" she said.

"You were in my arms kissing me and feeling around in my pants."

"Like this," she said sitting next to me and kissing me.

We kissed for several minutes pausing only to lift my shirt off
over my head. She was wearing a tank top and I ran my hands up
under her shirt caressing her braless breasts. They were small,
but smooth. Her nipples were long and rock hard. She moaned as I
pinched them. Amber was shivering and her hand was shaking as
once again she reached out to unbutton my shorts. I stopped her
long enough to pull her top off over her head, leaving her nude,
but for a short skirt and her sandals.

Hers were the first nipples I had seen bare. Mrs. Jones had
always worn a bra or bikini top. Amber had almost no areola, but
her nipples were long and thick. I decided I liked bigger breasts
better, but Amber's were still nice.

She managed to get my cock out and she started stroking it as she
kissed me. Her kisses were nice, but lame and I started shoving
my tongue between her lips. She struggled to back away, but I
grabbed the back of her head, holding her mouth on mine. Soon she
was tonguing me back as passionately as I was doing her and I let
go of her head. Her hands had also started moving faster up and
down my cock.

She broke away from our lip lock and looked at me gasping for
air. She smiled at me then knelt down between my legs. "You have
the biggest cock I've ever seen in my life," she said examining
it.

Just how many has she seen? I wondered.

She ran her fingers all over my cock and balls. "Chad," she said
staring at it. "It's absolutely beautiful." This caused my cock
to swell up even more. She squeezed the tip of my cock. "The head
is almost as big as my fist," she said holding her fist up next
to it in comparison. Amber was a very dainty girl and she made
everything look large. I felt like a giant standing beside her on
the boardwalk.

"Why don't you kiss it?" I asked.

"Ok," she said meekly and she leaned forward. She closed her eyes
and kissed the tip of my cock. It looked even bigger next to her
small head.

She pulled away and began stroking it again. I gently put my hand
around the back of her head and said, "Kiss it again this time
slip it some tongue," as I pulled her head forwards towards my
cock.

She didn't resist and this time she French kissed the head of my
cock. Her tongue flickered out and ran all over the head.

At that moment Tristan knocked on the door and yelled, "Can I
come out?"

"Not yet," I yelled back. Amber was so absorbed with licking the
head of my cock that I don't even think she heard him. "Suck on
it Amber," I told her.

She pulled back and looked at me seeming to think about it for a
moment. "Cum in my mouth and I will kill you. Understand?"
I nodded and pulled her head forward again. I have to give her
credit, she tried. She slurped on my cock lovingly and she
clearly enjoyed herself, but she could never get more then half
in her mouth. Her body just wasn't built for it.

"Are you close?" she said, pausing to catch her breath after
about ten minutes.

"Nope," I said, remembering the good old days when I would have
cum after the first couple of sucks. "Keep sucking."

She sucked on my cock for another ten minutes until Tristan
pounded on the door again. "Are you done yet?"

"NO!" I yelled back.

"Well hurry up," he yelled.

Amber had quit sucking me and said, "Alright my turn."

"I haven't cum yet."

"You'll lose interest in me when you do."

"No I won't," I said grabbing her head and pulling her back
towards my crotch. My cock head poked at her lips a couple times
before she opened her mouth and took it back inside.

I had been getting close when she had stopped and my balls were
aching. I held her head and pulled it up and down my cock for
about five minutes. I felt the sperm churning in my balls as I
fucked her face. My cock swelled up and she struggled to get it
out of her mouth, but I wouldn't let go. I held her still and my
cum erupted in her mouth, filling it quickly and squirting out
the sides.

It was my best orgasm yet as I had built up a lot of sperm over
the last week. Amber finally had to swallow in order to breath
through her nose. Once she had swallowed, she quit struggling and
swallowed some more, willingly this time.
Finally, she backed off and a last blast of sperm flew from my
cock and splattered on her breasts. "Jerk," she said and more
sperm dribbled out of her mouth as she spoke. I could see semen
stretching between her lips as she spoke. She couldn't even close
her mouth all the way after sucking me off. Her mouth was too
sore.

"It's a sin to waste semen," I said and I pulled her to her feet
and sat her on the love seat. I kneeled between her legs and
pulled her panties off under her skirt.

I looked up at her and saw her tongue flick out and lap up some
of the sperm on her lips. She liked the taste after all. She saw
me staring and said, "Ok, now I'll tell you what to do."

I didn't wait for her instructions. I literally attacked her
pussy and used every thing I had learned from Mrs. Jones. No more
words left her lips just whimpers and moans. Soon she was
thrusting her pussy into my mouth and her hands were gripping the
cushions tightly. She had a series of small orgasms from my
teasing her clit and a couple more as I nibbled her labia.

I moved the skirt out of my eyes, so that I could look up at her
as I slid my fingers into her. She started bucking like crazy and
I knew she was about to have a big orgasm. Tristan knocked on the
door again as I ate her, but I wasn't about to stop to answer
him. I just kept eating and fingering her pussy.

I saw the curtain in the house move aside and Tristan and Mary's
face framed in the window as they stared out at us. Their
expressions turned from a look of anger to one of shock at what
they saw.

Amber let out a loud piercing scream as she came. Her back was
arched and her nipples were pointed at the sky. Of me, all they
could see was my head between her legs. I saw the curtain quickly
close.

I stood and looked at Amber. She seemed to have passed out from
the orgasm. I pulled on my shorts and yanked Amber to her feet as
I knocked on the door.

Tristan opened it and Amber shuffled into the room like she was
in a daze. His and Mary's eyes flickered to her bare breasts and
I realized it was still covered in my sperm as was her chin.

Mary gasped when she saw her roommate and her eyes flickered over
to my bare chest and down to my crotch once again, before turning
to help Amber to the bathroom.

Tristan came out and I pulled my shirt on as we left. He didn't
say a word to me until we got home. When we got to his room and
laid down in our beds he said, "You know. I hope Mary lets me do
that to her soon."

Tristan told me later that she had jerked him off He had cum
after only a few strokes and was ready to go by the time Amber
came home. He had only been alone with Mary for five minutes and
I felt rude for making him wait another hour.


Part 3


The next day, Mr. Jones was loading his car to head home. He
looked pissed. The Fourth of July had fallen on a Wednesday and
Mr. Jones had to drive all the way to Massachusetts to work one
day and then drive back to the beach house. He asked if I would
dig a flower bed for his wife. I, of course, said yes. Mrs. Jones
came out to kiss her husband goodbye. Oddly, I felt somewhat
superior when I saw him kissing the lips that had been wrapped
around my cock just a week before.

I striped down to my shorts and I was digging his flower bed when
he pulled out of the driveway. Tristan was off with Mary. Mr.
Jones had been gone less then five minutes when Mrs. Jones came
out by the pool in one of the skimpiest string bikini's I had
ever seen. It was white and the cups were so small they barely
covered her can-sized nipples. If she had worn that tiny thing to
the beach she would have been arrested

She must have wanted to make sure I did a good job because she
stared at my chest the whole time I was digging in the yard.

As I was finishing up, Mrs. Jones jumped in the pool. She climbed
out by me and my tongue must have hit the floor. The bikini was
completely see-thru when wet. It was the closest I had come to
seeing her completely naked. She arched her back thrusting her
breasts out and shook the water out of her long blonde hair. I
was instantly erect.

"Oh dear," she said spying my erection. "We're going have to take
care of that monster aren't we?"

I followed her into the house. She came into my arms as soon as
we were safe from prying eyes. We kissed passionately.

Mrs. Jones pulled back and her bikini fell to the floor. "Chad
you naughty boy."

"I didn't untie it, Mrs. Jones. I swear," I said staring at her
incredible body, totally nude for the first time. No more teasing
glimpses under bikinis and lingerie.

"No harm done," she said obviously enjoying my awe of her body."

She kneeled and pulled my shorts down planting a quick kiss on my
cock when it was freed. We were interrupted by the phone ringing.

She looked pissed, but she stood and answered it. "What?" she
said into the speaker. Her eyes flickered back to me and she
said, "Sorry he's not here," and then she hung up the phone.
"Someone for Tristan," she said returning to me.

Mrs. Jones returned her mouth to my cock and soon her head was
bobbing up and down. She had almost brought me off before she
stood and lead me to her bedroom.

I laid down on my back on the bed and Mrs. Jones laid down beside
me and went back to sucking my cock. I just laid back with a dumb
grin on my face and enjoyed the sensations. I looked around and
found myself staring at a picture of Mr. Jones. For some reason I
snickered at the thought of the old prude's inferior penis. The
way women were responding to my cock was really starting to go to
my head and I vowed to try to be more humble. Next to the picture
of Mr. Jones was one of Tristan as a young teenager, grinning at
me with his devilish grin. I felt a twinge of guilt, but I
pictured him changing into his bathing suit and the memory of his
little penis made me feel smug and superior again.

Mrs. Jones took a break from sucking my cock. Even I had never
seen it look so big or blood engorged. The whole thing was a
purplish color and the big veins along its length were bulging.
Luckily, she took my mind off my need to cum by shoving her pussy
into my mouth.

She sat on my face as I tongued her, I enjoyed the view looking
up the narrow strip of pubic hair, past her undulating belly, and
at her big breasts bouncing as she writhed around on my tongue.
She came about every fifth bounce.

Mrs. Jones taught me several new things that day. When she was
through sitting on my face she turned around and I found myself
staring between the crack of her butt cheeks at her cute little
rosebud. I then felt her lips back on my cock.

I liked this position because we could both satisfy each other at
the same time. She told me later it was called sixty-nine. Each
time she would bob her head she would grind her pussy into my
mouth.  Mrs. Jones took my entire cock in her mouth, deep
throating me seemed to be getting easier for her the more we did
it..

After several minutes I felt my cock explode in her mouth. I
bellowed into her pussy as I came. The way she had brought me
close to cumming several times made this orgasm feel even better.
I came buckets. I think the size of my load even took Mrs. Jones
by surprise. I know, because when she turned to look at me, my
sperm covered her face and hair and she had already gulped
several mouthfuls.

Mrs. Jones left to clean herself up. When she came back she said,
"Chad, you must be sore from all that digging. Why don't you turn
over and I'll give you a back rub."

The thought of a sexy nude woman rubbing my back had my cock
stirring again. I wasn't about to say no.

I laid there contentedly while Mrs. Jones rubbed my back. She
straddled my legs and rubbed my lower back. She began moving her
body up further along my legs as she kneaded the muscles on my
back, working her way to my shoulders. I got hard again when I
felt her pubic hairs tickling my butt cheeks.

"Roll over and I'll do your chest," whispered Mrs. Jones in my
ear.

She raised her body up and I rolled over. I could feel her pussy
hairs on my testicles and her big boobs were dangling just before
my face. My cock jumped up with excitement. It extends just past
my navel when I'm hard and Mrs. Jones lifted my cock up to rub my
abs. She let go of it and worked her way up my chest. As she did
so her pussy slid over my balls to the base of my cock and up
towards the head. It was wet and seemed to radiate warmth. She
moaned as she massaged my pecs, sliding her pussy up and down the
length of my rod.

I was finding it difficult to think clearly as all the blood in
my head rushed down towards my cock. I wanted to fuck this sexy
woman more then I wanted anything else in the world. The feeling
of her warm pussy rubbing my cock was driving me insane. I knew
if I didn't put a stop to it now, I'd break one of the lord's
commandments. "Mrs. Jones please stop," I moaned through clenched
teeth.

"Just let me rub the back of your neck, then I'll quit," she
replied. I noticed she was breathing heavily and her nipples were
jutting out.

I'll never forget that moment for the rest of my life. As she
leaned up to rub my neck, her pussy slid over the head of my cock
and I felt the head swallowed by her lips.

Her pussy was hot and wet and it gripped the head of my cock like
a vice. I was filled with a deep sense of belonging. I tried to
pull out, but she gripped tighter with her legs holding me in.
"Mrs. Jones," I cried, "aren't we committing adultery?"

"Only if you cum inside me Chad," she said.

I opened my mouth to protest, but she shoved one of her nipples
into my mouth. The teasing glimpses I had of her nipples
previously had me dreaming of them and today not only had I
gotten to see them, but I was sucking on them. I shut up and
concentrated on her big breasts. I sucked on her nipples like she
sucked on my cock. My tongue teased the tips and licked around
her little rods.

Suddenly, her nipples were pulled from my mouth and Mrs. Jones
arched her back. Her fingernails dug into my chest as she
screamed in orgasm. She shuddered and collapsed on me.

"You're incredible Chad," she mumbled, "Just the head of your
giant cock can make me cum."

As she said this, she was pushing down, taking more in. "So
thick," she said. Mrs. Jones stopped at five inches. "This is as
much as my husband can give me," she said just before cumming as
she slid another inch in. "Fuck me Chad," she screamed, "Fuck me
with your big cock."

I did.

Mrs. Jones began bouncing up and down on my cock thrashing wildly
and I was bucking my hips every time she slid down. More of my
cock was sliding in with each thrust until about nine inches was
swallowed by her pussy. I wanted to feel my entire cock buried in
her snug pussy, but I couldn't get it in any deeper. Anyway, I
knew I wasn't about to last much longer.

I wanted it to last forever, but her pussy was just too tight and
too hot. The walls of her vagina seemed to squeeze around my cock
milking my cum from my balls. Our entire fuck session probably
only lasted ten minutes. "Mrs. Jones," I screamed, "I'm cumming
get off."

She must not have heard me because she just continued to bounce
up and down my cock. Luckily, I managed to lift her up, and yank
it out just in time. She whimpered as I came all over my stomach.
Some strands of sperm flying all the way up to my chest.

I was mad because she had almost caused us to sin and lest my
sperm be wasted, I grabbed the back of her head and forced her
mouth down to my stomach. She did a good job licking up my sperm,
even going so far as to lick a glob out of my belly button.

Mrs. Jones got off me and stood up. She had a dreamy, far off
look on her face. She came out of her daze when the phone rang.
"No, he's still not here," she said into the receiver before
hanging up.

I headed out to the pool to cool off and practice swimming.

Tristan came home that night beaming. He had taken Mary's
virginity. She had asked him to eat her and she had gotten so
turned on, she had pulled him into her. He was upset that she
still hadn't sucked his cock though.

**********

The next day, Mrs. Jones pulled me into her bedroom. "Come on
Chad," she said taking her robe off, "Lets fuck again before my
husband gets here."

I knew what we were doing was wrong, but the sight of her nude
body was too much to bear. I stripped and we jumped onto her bed.
Just like yesterday, I ate her pussy and she sucked me off until
I came. I liked cumming once in her mouth because I always seemed
to last longer the second time and if she didn't mind, I wanted
to fuck her for hours.

As my cum poured into her mouth, I looked over at the picture of
Mr. Jones again. This time I didn't feel guilty, instead I
thought, "he can't give her what I can. fuck him."

I was lasting longer each time we got together. It took me close
to half an hour to cum in her mouth that time. I repaid the favor
by kissing and eating her pussy for a half hour. She came
countless times before pulling me up onto her.

She guided my cock into her pussy. I began working a little bit
in at a time. Her hot body was completely engulfed by my large
torso. This time I was in control. This was how it should be.

"Fuck me Chad, fuck me," she said weakly. I could barely hear her
as her head was buried in my chest. "Fuck me with your big cock."

I fucked her for forty-five minutes. She moaned, screamed,
panted, sighed, and begged as I experimented with various speeds
and styles of fucking her. She liked every one. She took another
inch this time and sometimes I fucked her with all ten inches,
slow, fast, or sometimes I kept most of it in her pussy moving it
around just an inch or so.

Mrs. Jones had about a dozen orgasms as I fucked her. She was
nearing another big one when I felt myself getting close. She was
really into it. Her hips were rising to match my thrusts and she
was squealing each time she took ten inches of my cock all the
way in. "Mrs. Jones, I'm close. I have to pull out."

I began to withdraw my dick, but Mrs. Jones had other ideas. Her
legs wrapped tightly around my butt and her pussy seemed to grip
my cock holding it in. I could have broken free, but there wasn't
time. Instead, I reversed course and slammed my cock into her as
I came. My cum sprayed places in her pussy, so deep  her wimp
husband could never touch. I felt like I was claiming a prize as
I filled her with my cum.

Mrs. Jones screamed as she came. I was thankful Tristan wasn't
home or he would have heard her even upstairs or by the pool, she
was so loud.

I pulled my shrinking cock from her pussy. It was soaked with our
juices. A long strand of cum dangled from the tip to her labia.
She was half comatose from the strength of her orgasm, so I just
wiped off my cock on her pubic hair. I looked down at her pussy.
Her legs were spread wide. The first time I had seen her pussy it
was beautiful, now it was a gaping sperm filled hole. More of my
sperm slowly slid out of her pussy like it was reluctant to
leave. A cold chill ran up my spine. What had we done? We had
committed adultery and it had felt great, but I was immediately
overwhelmed with a sense of guilt. I ran from the room.

I avoided everyone that weekend. Luckily, I had to work a lot and
it took my mind of my crises of conscience. My coworkers could
tell something was bothering me and Sherrie asked if I wanted to
talk about it. I politely declined. She was a nice, decent girl
and for the first time, I noticed how cute she was. The way her
shoulder length red hair framed her freckle covered face gave her
a sweet innocent look. I thought that if I ever felt better, I
might ask her out.

Tina, on the other hand, knew I was upset about something but
continued to bitch at me every chance she got.

Sunday, the sick feeling in my stomach deepened. The Jones family
and I went to church together and the sermon was on "the sins of
the flesh." I was horrified and I broke out in a cold sweat. I
looked down past Tristan and Mr. Jones at Mrs. Jones. It didn't
seemed to bother her at all. She seemed bored by the sermon. She
caught my glance and winked at me. Our mortal souls were in peril
and she winked at me! I felt like I was going to vomit.


Part 4


Monday, I had off work. Tristan was going home for a week with
his dad and they left early in the morning. Mrs. Jones walked
into my room naked as soon as they were gone. My face turned pale
with fright, but my cock immediately started growing.

"No Mrs. Jones we can't do this any more."

She looked surprised. "Why not Chad?" she said grabbing her own
nipples and toying with them, "Don't you want me?"

I wanted her right then more then anything in the world, but I
fought it. "No Mrs. Jones. We're sinning. We need to confess.
Didn't you listen to the sermon yesterday?"

She frowned like she couldn't remember anything the priest had
said. I think she also noticed how adamant I looked. "I'll talk
to the priest about what we're doing," she said leaving.

I immediately pulled down my shorts and looked at my blood
engorged cock. I felt suddenly scared of my own penis. The urge
to cum was growing as strong as my conscience. I wasn't sure if I
could have held out another minute, especially all the way to the
end of the summer. Oh my god! I thought, I'm alone with her until
the end of the week.

I needed to cool off, so I threw on my bathing suit and fled
downstairs. I swore I could hear Mrs. Jones moaning in her room,
her voice softly calling my name. My face turned red and I could
hear my heart beating in my ears. I stopped and turned towards
her door, reaching for the knob. I needed to cum so badly.

I was saved by the phone ringing. It brought me out of my trance
and I ran to the kitchen to grab it. It was Mary.

"Hi Chad," she said on the other end of the line. Amber and I are
going to the beach and wanted to know if you wanted to tag
along."

That was just what I needed, I thought to get me out of this
house. "Sure I'd love to," I replied.

"Good, meet us in a couple minutes, and Chad, Amber wants to know
if everything is all right between you two."

"Of course it is. Why?" I asked. I thought I heard Amber sigh
with relief on the other end, like she was listening in.

"She called you all weekend and you never called back."

"That's odd. I never got any messages. Tell her I'm sorry it's
just a misunderstanding." We finished talking and I ran out the
door lest my cock got the better of me again.

I met them on the beach a little later and helped the girls carry
their things down near the water. Amber was wearing a bikini top
and some really short shorts again. She wiggled out of her jeans.
We talked for a few minutes and I apologized again. Then I didn't
hear anything she said as the blood was rushing in my ears again.

Mary had been wearing a large T-shirt that almost reached her
knees. As I talked to Amber, she arched her back and slowly
pulled the shirt up over her body. She was wearing a skimpy
string bikini almost as small as the one Mrs. Jones liked to wear
around the pool. The only difference was Mary's wasn't a thong,
but then, that kind of suit was illegal in public.

If Mrs. Jones was perfection, Mary was the next best thing. She
had large perfectly rounded breasts with large prominent nipples,
Her whole body was a golden tan. Her pierced navel was the
sexiest thing I had ever seen and it drove me crazy. Tristan was
a lucky guy to be with such a beautiful girl and I was happy for
him, though she probably needed a man sized cock to satisfy her.
He had taken her virginity, but she still hadn't been fucked by
real dick yet. My cock was hard and I shook my head to clear it
of these evil thoughts.

I think Amber noticed me staring at Mary and she pulled me down
near the water. Amber gave Mary a disgusted look as we passed
her. Mary just smiled at me.

Amber and I walked along the beach holding hands. I'd never had
so many women stare at me before. I was still using Tristan's
bathing suit and it was too small. My cock had it bulging out
obscenely. Amber seemed happy to be walking along next to me.

I looked down at her little body. I needed to get off. It wasn't
adultery with her. We made a date for that night and walked back
to our chairs.

Mary was reading a book when we got back. Amber sat down in her
chair and I excused myself for a swim. The ocean was calm that
day and I was starting to gain confidence in my swimming. The
cold water finally deflated my cock and I felt a lot better when
I returned to the girls.

We sunned ourselves for a little while. My skin was turning
bronzed from the sun and I thought the tan made me look really
good. I tried not to think of Mrs. Jones or Amber so I just
closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

Amber excused herself to go get a soda and asked if we wanted
anything. We said, "no" and she headed up to the boardwalk. I
heard Mary's book slam closed when Amber was gone.

"Chad," she asked. I opened my eyes. "What do you think of my new
bikini?"

I looked at her. Her chair was facing me and I could see her
entire firm, young body. She was sensuously rubbing sun tan
lotion onto the exposed part of her big breasts. "I l-like it," I
stuttered out, feeling my cock growing again.

"Thanks," she said. "Tristan hasn't even seen me in it."

Her hands were now rubbing around her belly button and I could
swear her eyes were flickering down towards my crotch. I started
getting nasty thoughts about my friend's girlfriend again and as
it was getting late, I decided discretion was the better part of
valor, so I excused myself. "Tell Amber I'll see her tonight," I
said waving bye.

My cock was still hard as I walked through the fence out by the
pool at Tristan's house. His mom was sitting by the pool drinking
some kind of mixed drink and wearing her skimpy string bikini. I
tried to avoid her, but she followed me inside.

"Chad, I spoke with the priest today."

Here it comes I thought, eternal damnation. "What did he say?"

He said that I'm the one sinning and I'm the adulterer. You've
done nothing wrong."

I sighed with relief.

"He also said that you're to keep fucking me," she said untying
her bikini top.

"I don't believe you," I responded staring at her beautiful
breasts.

"It's true Chad." She untied her bottoms and stood before me
naked. "I told him that if I couldn't fuck you I'd divorce my
husband and that is a far bigger sin in god's eyes. He said that
you're not to fall in love with me because I am like the great
whore of Babylon and you should treat me like a slut."

In retrospect it was a mistake coming back here with my cock
hard. I should have hopped back into the ocean or even performed
the sin of masturbation this morning. I knew that her story
seemed fishy. Her car was in the exact same place it had been
this morning and I doubted a priest would let her confess on a
phone. She was right about one thing though, she was the one
committing adultery, not me.

Anyway, I snapped. That was the day my cock began to rule my
life. The desire to get off and fuck women superseded everything
else in my life including my morality. I never looked back.

I had been half in love with her before that day, but now I saw
her as the whore she was. I don't know what came over me, but I
pushed her into her bedroom and threw her down on the bed on all
fours. I was going to fuck her from behind like an animal. I
pulled my shorts down and pointed my foot long cock at her pussy.
Her pussy was glistening with desire.

"Hurry up and fuck me, Chad."

"I'm going to fuck you like the slut-bitch you are," I said
looking at her ass up thrust off the bed before me.

"Fuck the sins out of me."

I pointed the head of my cock at her labia. It seemed to quiver
with desire for me. I worked the head up and down her slit,
lubricating it with her juices. When it seemed wet enough, I
pushed it in, watching as her pussy lips swallowed my cock. I
began pushing more in with each thrust of my hips.

"I'm a whore for your big cock, Chad," she screamed pushing her
hips back to push more in.

In the old testament women who committed adultery were stoned to
death. Nowadays, I just spank them. Mrs. Jones became the first.
I pulled all but the head of my cock out of her pussy and I
looked down at her smooth, round ass. It was a pale white
compared to the well tanned rest of her body. I brought my hand
down hard on her left cheek, punishing her for her infidelity.

SMACK, she jumped in surprise, pushing half my cock back into her
pussy.

SMACK, I spanked her right cheek after pulling my cock almost all
the way out again.

I looked down at her head. She was crying, and she was biting her
knuckle to keep from crying out. She pulled her fist away from
her mouth and said, "Please Chad, spank me some more. I deserve
it."

I spanked both her cheeks five more times and she came around my
cock on the last one. Then I got down to some serious fucking. I
pushed about ten inches into her and began fucking her hard. I
looked down at her ass cheeks, red and raw from her spanking. I
put my hands on them and pulled them apart, looking down at her
cute little ass hole.

I began toying around it with my thumb and she came again as I
massaged the opening. I positioned my thumb on the opening and
pressed down as I pulled my entire cock out of her pussy and held
it at the opening of her lips. She cried out in pleasure as my
thumb entered her ass, but her cries of pleasure turned to a yelp
of pain as I slammed my entire cock into her pussy.

She struggled to get away from my dick, but I just held her still
with my twelve inch cock buried in her pussy and my thumb stuck
in her ass.

Unfortunately, my frustration from earlier in the day and the
excitement of feeling my entire cock in her pussy for the first
time caused my dick to spasm and I blew my load deep inside her,
long before I was ready to quit fucking her.

She had another big orgasm when I came and I think she moaned in
relief when my cock started shrinking, but I wasn't done yet.

She struggled to get my thumb out of her ass and my cock out of
her pussy, but I just stayed in the exact same position as when I
had cum. My cock quickly reversed course and began growing again.
I felt filled with a feeling of power dominating this woman that
I had never imagined possible.

She moaned as my cock grew to fill her pussy again. It had
stretched out to accommodate me and was looser.
"God I love your cock," she moaned.

"So much you'd divorce your husband."

"Yes Chad, god yes," she cried. "He can't satisfy me like you
can."

"It's not my fault you're a whore and your husband has a noodle
for a penis," I said haughtily.

"I'll always be a whore for your cock, Chad," she said.

And that being said, I fucked her for close to an hour. I slammed
my thumb in and out of her ass in conjunction with my cock and I
have no idea how many times the slut came. More that day then she
ever had in her life, probably.

I came in her pussy again, but since I had never baptized her ass
with my sperm, I pulled my cock out still shooting and hosed
between her cheeks. I held her cheeks apart and watched as my
sperm slowly slid down her crack into her open sphincter.

I left her lying like that in bed, face down, ass up, and I went
to take a shower. She was still lying like that when I left on my
date with Amber.

**********

Amber let me inside her house when I arrived. Mary was out. She
smiled and told me she needed a few more minutes to get ready. I
looked at her ass as she walked over to their small bathroom.
Amber was wearing her too short shorts and had high heeled
sandals on. Her belly was bare and I could see that she wasn't
wearing a bra. Amber was a slut and she should be treated like a
slut.

I turned and locked the door. I started stripping and I could see
her putting make up on in the mirror. My cock was hard in
anticipation. Amber finished and came out of the bathroom. "So
where are we going to....."

"We're staying in tonight," I told her. She didn't argue.

I took her in my arms. Her entire body was engulfed by mine as I
bent down and kissed her passionately. My hands unbuttoned her
shorts and I slid them down over her hips. Soon she was as naked
as I was and I sat down on her bed pulling her between my legs. I
pushed her down and guided her head to my cock. Now that she knew
what I could do to her after sucking me off, she attacked my
cock.

Amber swallowed my big knob and teased it with her tongue. She
started sucking more in and she managed to swallow eight inches.
I wanted to cum in her pussy this time and I was just using her
mouth to lubricate my shaft.  When I felt I was well juiced, I
pulled her head off my cock.

"You haven't cum yet," Amber said trying to put her lips back
around my cock.

I didn't say anything, I just picked her up and sat her on the
bed. She parted her legs in anticipation as I knelt between them.
I attacked her pussy with my mouth. I was just trying to
lubricate her and I didn't care if she came or not, but she had a
couple small orgasms as I ate her.

When I thought she was ready, I stood up and looked at her. She
was panting heavily and she had a stupid grin on her face. I
leaned down and pointed my cock at her pussy. She looked
frightened as she looked at it, but she said, "Put it in, but
please, take it slow."

I grinned as I claimed my second pussy. I moved my cock head
around her labia and for the first time I realized how much
smaller her pussy was then Mrs. Jones'. It was like I was fucking
a midget, I thought as I pushed the knob in.

"Ow," she cried jumping a little as the head entered her. "You're
so fucking thick."

This was going to take a while, but I wasn't in a hurry. I let
her pussy stretch around my cock head and then I slowly started
moving the head in and out of her pussy. She started raising her
hips and moving them around on my knob, so I pushed in another
inch. It took her about five minutes to get used to that one,
before I pushed in another.

And so it went, inch by inch. It took thirty minutes to get half
my cock in her pussy. I grabbed her head and held her eyes locked
to mine as I began fucking her with half my cock. She had a huge
orgasm as are eyes met.
I tried to push more in, but she would just grimace with pain
with each attempt until I gave up. Her body just wasn't built for
big cock. I had to satisfy myself by fucking her with only half
my cock.

I put my hands under Amber's ass cheeks and lifted her up. Her
weight was nothing to my strong arms and I lifted her up and down
my cock rapidly. Her arms were around my back and I felt her
nails digging into me as she came, her legs flailing around my
waist.
I carried Amber over to the wall and braced her against it as I
fucked her. She came constantly screaming with each orgasm. Her
juices were flowing down the six inches of my cock stuck outside
of her pussy until my balls were soaked.

"Do you like my cock?" I whispered in her ear.

"I love it Chad. I've never been fucked like this."

"You're a slut for my cock Amber."

She hesitated at first then said, "Yes, god yes Chad. I'm your
slut."

As she said that I came, grunting as I did. My sperm didn't have
any place to go in her tight little pussy, so it just spurted out
the sides around my cock. Unfortunately, I got more on myself
then on her.

I carried Amber over to the bed and I dropped her on it. I pulled
out and looked around for something to clean the sperm off my
legs and crotch. I grabbed her half-shirt off the floor and wiped
up my sperm with it, before throwing it back down.

I looked over at Amber. Her make up was smeared and her hair was
a mess. Her legs were splayed out and she seemed to be having
difficulty closing them. Her pretty little pussy was now a gaping
sperm filled hole.

She looked up at me as I began putting my clothes on. "Chad, I
love you."

"Thanks," I said before leaving.

I bumped into Mary on my way out. We exchanged greetings and I
heard her gasp as she saw Amber lying there on the bed, her legs
open.

**********

When I got home, I didn't even bother going to my room. With
Tristan gone I would be sleeping in Mrs. Jones' bed that week.

I turned the light on in her room. Mrs. Jones was lying on the
covers of the bed. She was sleeping naked and her ass was still
thrust up a little. The fucking slut hadn't even cleaned herself
up, I thought, noticing the dried sperm still between her ass
cheeks.

I decided she needed to be fucked again. I stripped off my
clothes and pointed my cock at her. It hung limply over my hand.
I shook it and it only swelled a little. A wave of fear shot
through my body. Had I broken something? Was what I was doing
wrong and god was punishing me? Maybe, my powers were limited? I
had already cum three times that day, once a little less then
thirty minutes ago. I could be approaching the limits of my
endurance, but I wasn't about to give up yet.

I decided to use this as a sign. If god didn't want me fucking
sluts he wouldn't make my cock hard. If what I was doing was
right, my dick would get hard and I would fuck all the sluts I
wanted. I knew which one I was routing for and I prayed he was on
my side.
I lifted her head and put her lips on my cock. She sleepily
opened her mouth and sucked the head in. Her hot mouth
rejuvenated my cock a little, but it was still soft and floppy. I
felt panicky. I wasn't ready to stop conquering women.

I saw dried sperm on the shaft and I smirked as the slut cleaned
both my and Amber's juices of my cock. It started growing at that
thought, becoming fully erect. I thanked god.
"Time to fuck you again," I said. She lazily rolled over on her
back and I yelled, "Like a dog bitch. On your knees like a dog."

She jumped and rolled over obeying me. I crawled on the bed and
kneeled behind her for the second time that day. I placed the
head of my cock against her labia and she jerked her body away.
"Watch it Chad, I'm sore down there."

I tried again several times, unsuccessfully. I looked down at my
cock. I couldn't let an erection go to waste. I moved my gaze
from my cock to her ass. Her cute little asshole stared back at
me.

I had never thought about fucking someone in the ass before, but
as I looked down at her sphincter, I knew it was virgin territory
and I should claim it for my own.

I got off the bed and grabbed a bottle of suntan lotion off her
bureau. I returned to my position behind her and poured a dollop
of lotion on my finger. I began gently massaging the lotion onto
her rosebud, slowly moving my fingers in circles to stimulate it.
I poured more in as I pushed the tip of my finger inside her ass.
It was still stretched a little from my thumb-fucking earlier and
she seemed to enjoy the feeling as she moaned into the pillow.

The smell of coconuts assaulted my nose as I poured more lotion
onto my middle and index fingers. I pushed them in, feeling her
tight hole squeezing  my fingers.

You're going to fuck my ass, aren't you Chad?" she asked
sleepily.

"Yes I am. Do you object?"

"No. My body belongs to you."

"Good," I said trying to stretch my fingers out in her rectum. I
poured some lotion down between them.

I thought she was as lubricated as she was going to get, so I
pulled my fingers out. I watched as her little brown hole closed
back up after my fingers left. It glistened with lotion. I poured
a large amount of lotion along the length of my cock and I began
oiling it up, until it too was soaked. I then pushed my cock head
down, placing it next to her asshole.

I looked over at the pictures of Mr. Jones and Tristan. They were
angled away from me. I grabbed the picture of Mr. Jones and faced
it towards my cock. I wanted him to see what I was doing to his
wife. The image in the picture looked down at her ass, a stern,
disapproving look perpetually frozen on his face. I grabbed the
picture of Tristan on the table and faced it down, so that my
friend wouldn't have to see what I was doing to his mother. Then
I shrugged and set him back up next to his dad. Tristan might
learn something.

I returned my attention to my cock and I pushed the head down
against her sphincter. At first, it refused to open, so I pushed
harder and eventually it stretched out wide enough to get the
head in. She groaned as I penetrated her, her rectum closing
tight over the head.

"Your cock is splitting me in two," she said before biting the
pillow.

I was as patient fucking her ass as I was fucking Amber's pussy.
I held the head in for five minutes so that she could get used to
it. When she started pushing her hips back on my cock, I knew she
was ready. I pushed another inch in.

She cried out as the thick part under the head penetrated her. I
noticed tears were rolling down her cheeks and she was sobbing.
This was the thickest part and the worst. It took her ten minutes
to get used to my cock. It was easier going after that.

I began fucking her ass with two inches, pushing a little more in
with every couple of thrusts. Several times, I had to stop and
let her get used to my dick, and in the long run, she managed to
take eight inches.

I pushed, but I couldn't get any more in. I wanted to feel my
entire cock buried in her ass and I cursed the physical
limitations of women's bodies. Because of her size, I would show
Amber mercy, but I vowed to have my entire cock in Mrs. Jones'
ass by the time her husband and son returned next weekend.

I placed my hand on the small of her back and I began steadily
fucking her. I loved fucking her ass. It wasn't as wet as her
pussy, but it was hot and incredibly tight. I moved my free hand
down between her legs and I began massaging her clit. I vowed
that no matter how long it took, every woman I fucked, in
whatever hole, would have at least one orgasm. Mrs. Jones had
three before my cum erupted into her ass.

I withdrew my cock and sighed. I felt drained and my orgasm had
been weak. I was tired and it had been a long day. Her rosebud
closed a little, and I noticed my sperm rise up and spill out the
rim. It quit closing shut and remained an open hole about the
size of a quarter.

Without a word to her, I rolled over and went to sleep.


Part 5


I fucked both Amber and Mrs. Jones regularly until the middle of
August. On weekdays, I did Mrs. Jones and Amber had me on
weekends. Poor Amber could never take more then half my cock. Her
body just wasn't able to accommodate me. Mrs. Jones on the other
hand, could take it all, anywhere I wanted to put it.

It was almost the end of the season and my boss, Mr. Stoukalas,
threw a staff party and everyone got stupid drunk. I had made two
promises to my mom before she would let me spend the summer at
the beach. Stay away from alcohol and tramps. I kept one promise,
but I don't think mom realized how many women were tramps. I
thought Sherrie might be different, so I invited her to the
party.

She was cute, sweet, and she had a certain innocence about her
that I found attractive. She had nclearly liked me from the first
day I started work and I think she was disappointed that it had
taken me so long to ask her out. I found that I enjoyed her
company.

I couldn't believe how stupid people seemed when they got drunk.
Tina, the bitch, was there with her fiancé, Derek. He was a big
white guy like me and I liked him. I didn't know how he put up
with Tina, but then she was nice to everyone but me. They were
the first interracial couple I had ever seen, but they were both
attractive and looked good together. Neither of them turned down
many free drinks that night and they were shit-faced. Sherrie was
getting drunker and drunker as the night wore on and she was also
becoming a lot more affectionate. One part of her body was always
touching mine and she was always smiling at me.

Mr. Stoukalas called it a night and we left the party. Tina and
Derek announced they had beer back at their house and would throw
a late night party.

The waitresses, cooks, and the rest of the staff headed to Tina
and Derek's place to continue partying. Everyone continued to
drink and act stupid. It got worse the drunker they got. Over the
years, I've found alcohol to be a useful tool in getting women to
loosen up, but I've never understood why people drink too much.

I was enjoying my time with Sherrie. She was nice, funny, and
affectionate. Affectionate, in a friendly way, not in a slutty
way. I thought Sherrie was the type of girl you can have a decent
relationship with. Tina, on the other hand was a tramp. Tina and
Derek were dancing and I saw Derek reach up under her blouse and
remove her bra.

At one point during the night, Sherrie dropped her beer and I
made an unsuccessful attempt to grab it before it spilled on the
carpet. I was cleaning it up when Tina threw me a wash cloth and
said, "Who invited you anyway?" What a bitch!

The party was winding down. Sherrie and I were slow dancing. Her
head was leaning against my chest. It was actually the most
intimate non-sexual time I had spent with a woman up until then.
I looked up and noticed that all our coworkers had left. Tina was
leading Derek into her bedroom. She was pulling him by the waist
band of his shorts and the poor fool looked like he could barely
stand.

I looked down at Sherrie. She looked up at me and our eyes met.
Her lips parted and her eyes closed half way. I leaned down and
gently kissed her lips. She moaned contentedly as our first kiss
progressed and my cock got hard.

I politely pulled my hips away from her so that she wouldn't feel
my erection and get embarrassed by my arousal. My cock was
screaming to be released. It hadn't been denied for over a month.
Evil thoughts were popping into my head. Fuck her. Take advantage
of her, she's drunk. She's a slut like all the rest. Only she
wasn't. She was a nice, decent girl and I resisted my urges. I
would take my frustration out on Mrs. Jones when I got home.
Then something unexpected happened. Sherrie stuck her tongue in
my mouth. It startled me at first, but I recovered and Frenched
her back. .Sherrie's hand moved down to caress my ass before
running up under my shirt along my back.

My hands went from holding her gently to gripping her tight as I
pulled her body into mine. Now it was her turn to be startled as
she felt my cock against her belly. I looked around for the
nearest place I could fuck my new slut and I saw the bathroom
door was open. I reached down, cupped her ass and lifted her into
my arms. She had a look of disbelief on her face as her hand
moved between our bodies to feel the length of my cock. I carried
her into the bathroom and shut the door.

I set her down and pulled my shirt off over my head. Sherrie
seemed delighted at the sight of my bare chest. She ran her hands
up and down my torso feeling along the ridges of my muscles.

"God Chad," she said. "I wished you had asked me out sooner. Your
body's incredible."

"You haven't seen the best part yet," I said unbuttoning my
shorts. She watched expectantly as I let go of them and they fell
to the floor.

"Fuck," she said in her cute Southern accent, while staring at my
cock proudly pointing at her belly. "I thought you were playing
some kind of trick on me."

I reached out and untucked her conservative blouse from her
shorts as she reached out and grabbed my cock. Her fingers didn't
even meet as they wrapped around my shaft. She was stroking it as
I pulled her shirt off.

I bent down and kissed her again as my hands undid her shorts and
pulled them down. I felt between her legs. her panties were wet
with desire. I removed them also and stepped back. I stared at
her nude body as she stared at mine. Her skin was pale and
freckled like most redheads. Sherrie had a very narrow waist,
which widened as it turned into her larger hips. Her breasts were
full and medium sized, but they looked large on her thin frame.
Her nipples were a beautiful, rose color, that blended into her
skin. Overall, a very attractive package.

I placed my hands on her shoulders and pushed her down to her
knees. She resisted at first, but relented and fell to the floor
before my cock.. She just kneeled there and stared at my cock,
seemingly still in awe over it's size.

"What do you want Chad?" she asked.

"I want you to suck on my cock."

She looked at it hesitantly, then she reached out with both hands
and grabbed it again. "I've never done this before," she said
leaning forward.

"You've got to start somewhere," I said grabbing her head and
pulling her forward so that my cock head slid along her cheek.

"I'm only doing this because I really like you Chad," she said
moving back to kiss the head of my cock.

"I really like you too," I replied grinning down at her. I saw
her lick her lips, wetting them in anticipation, before her
tongue flicked out and ran around the tip of my cock.

Sherrie tried, and to give her credit, she was pretty good for a
first time cocksucker. I closed the lid on the toilet and sat
down with Sherrie kneeling between my legs, her head bobbing up
and down in my lap. She could only swallow about half my cock and
she used her hands to stroke the other half. Her eyes were closed
and she was purring contentedly, so I think she enjoyed it.
However, I was growing impatient and it was late, so I pulled her
head off my cock and I stood up.

She looked at me not sure what I wanted to do next. I moved her
over to the sink and lifted her up onto it. It was my turn to
kneel between her legs.

"I've never done this before either, Chad," she said a little
shakily.

I didn't say anything, instead I just went to work on her pussy.
I heard her say, "Oh my," as my tongue touched her labia. I moved
up to her clit and I pushed one finger in her pussy as I teased
her clit with my tongue. She began pushing her pussy into my face
and she started muttering, "Wow! Fuck yes. So good. I feel funny.
Something happ... I'm cumming." Sherrie screamed as she had a big
orgasm. One of her hands was gripping the edge of the counter and
the other was grabbing my hair as she ground her crotch into my
face.

I guessed she was well lubricated now, so I stood up between her
legs. "I've never cum before," she said staring at me with a look
of such adoration, that it unnerved me a little.

The counter was the perfect height for my dick, so I just pointed
the head between her legs and pushed. She stared down between us
fascinated by what she saw. Her labia opened wide, stretching
around the head and then it was in. My cock had claimed its third
pussy.

I didn't move for a while. I figure it must be pretty
intimidating to a woman to see a foot long cock sticking out of
them and I liked to watch their reactions. I just stood there
feeling her pussy squeezing my cock's head. I'd let her ask for
more when she was ready. "Am I bigger then your last boyfriend?"
I asked.

She nodded still staring at the ten and a half inches sticking
out between her legs. "Your penis is at least twice as big and  a
lot thicker."

"Call it a cock, Sherrie," I said moving the head around in her.
She moaned and her legs flew around my back squeezing my waist,
so I fed her another inch.

Sherrie's hips were bigger and a lot more accommodating then
Amber was. She was still nice and tight, but my cock slid in her
a lot easier then it had Amber. I took it nice and slow though so
she could get used to it. I managed to get eight inches in before
I met resistance. I figured that with some practice, Sherrie
could handle all my dick, but she wasn't ready yet.

I began to slowly fuck her with all eight inches. Sherrie just
squeezed her legs around my back and put her hands on my
shoulders as she laid back against the mirror. I ran my hands up
to her breasts and caressed them gently. She moaned when I teased
her rose-colored nipples. I bent down and took a nipple into my
mouth, sucking it between my lips. She came again as I sucked on
her nipples.

"Are you a slut Sherrie?" I asked after she had recovered from
her orgasm.

She looked at me with a look of horror. "No Chad! You're only the
second man I've been with. Why do you ask such a thing?"

"Are you my slut?" I asked removing my cock from her pussy and
slamming it in. She came again as I did.

"Y-yes Chad, I'm your slut, but only for you."

I think Mrs. Jones liked being called a slut, but these young
eighteen and nineteen year old girls always resisted admitting
it. I think they were worried about their reputations are
something.

I began fucking her hard. She wrapped her arms around my neck and
her legs around my back as I began slamming my cock into her
pussy. "I love your cock, Chad," she screamed. "I'm a slut for
your big cock." That was better, now she was getting into it.

I fucked her like that for a good fifteen minutes and she came
several more times before I felt my balls contracting. She had
another big orgasm as I blew my load in her pussy.

I wasn't even finished cumming when Derek opened the door and ran
into the bathroom looking all wild eyed. He was naked and I must
say the closest thing I'd seen to a real man like me, then or
since. His cock was erect and glistening with Tina's juices. It
was almost as fat as mine and close to eight inches long. Still
his was only two thirds as big as me.

He looked at us for a second, then his eyes glazed over and he
ran for the toilet. He barely managed to get the seat up before
he vomited into it. I looked at Sherrie as the smell washed over
us. She didn't look so good herself. Sweat was beaded on her brow
and her eyes were half closed.

I picked Sherrie up and carried her into the living room, laying
her gently on the couch. She was soon fast asleep. I returned to
the bathroom to get our clothes. Derek was on the floor dry
heaving. He saw me and stared at my cock for a second before
passing out. He looked disgusting. Vomit was around his lips and
one hand was dangling in the toilet. His penis had deflated and
soon he started snoring. I shook my head and left.

I did what I could to cover Sherrie's nude body with her clothes
and I was putting mine on when I heard Tina's voice in the
bedroom. "Derek, where the fuck are you? I haven't cum yet. Get
back here and fuck me."
A shiver of excitement ran up my spine when I heard the bitch's
voice. Tina was in her bedroom and Derek had left her hanging.

**********

I smirked and I once again removed my clothing. I walked over to
Tina and Derek's bedroom and peeked inside. It was dark, but the
light from the living room illuminated the bedroom enough for me
to see. Tina was lying on her stomach on the bed, her ass was
thrust up a little.

I didn't think black women got tans, but Tina's ass was a lot
whiter then the rest of her brown-skinned body. I walked over to
the bed to get a better view. Her ass was perfectly shaped, her
skin smooth and unblemished. I found even her back to be
extremely sexy. In fact, the only thing not sexy about Tina was
her bitchy personality, but then again, you don't fuck their
personality.

I think my shadow fell across the bed, because the next thing I
knew Tina said, "Derek, get your ass in bed and fuck me now. Why
did you run off like that anyway?"

I didn't say anything. I just kneeled on the bed between her
legs. I swear I don't remember ever seeing my cock this hard. It
wanted to fuck this bitch more then anything.

I grabbed her hips and I pulled her up on her hands and legs. I
pushed my cock down so that it was resting against her pussy.

"Oh god, Derek," she moaned pushing back against my dick, "hurry
up and fuck me with that big dick."

I teased her with just the tip for a few seconds and I almost
laughed when she growled in frustration. I quit teasing and I
pushed the head in. It went in nice and easy. Derek had  loosened
her up for me.

"Oh Derek," she moaned, "your cock feels bigger then normal. I
love it."  Tina's pussy felt fantastic. It seemed to milk my cock
as I slid more and more into her. It was also one of the hottest
pussies I'd ever fucked.

Tina was loving every minute of it. She was muttering profanities
and moaning. I stopped pushing my cock in when I thought I had
penetrated her as deep as Derek could. I began slow fucking her
and then I couldn't resist pulling the old thumb in her ass
trick. Her rectum was loose and I knew she wasn't a back door
virgin. My thumb pushed her over the edge and I felt her pussy
clamp around my cock lubricating me with her cum.

I fed her another inch and she squealed in delight as she came
again. "God Derek," she screamed, "I haven't ever cum like his
before." Then I gave her another inch, sliding a good ten inches
into her.

"Derek you asshole, what the fu- aaah," a large orgasm cut her
off. When she recovered I was still fucking her hard. "D-Derek
w-hatever it is your shoving in my pussy, pull it out now."

Her pussy didn't want to relinquish my cock despite her words,
but I pulled it out and it made a popping sound as it left her
pussy. I got up and walked around to the head of the bed.
"Whatever you say Tina."

She looked up off the bed at my face. Her eyes going wide with
shock. "CHAD! Oh my god. You asshole. How dare you. Mother
fuck..."

The best way to shut a bitch up is to shove your cock in her
mouth. The next time her lips parted to say something, I pushed
the head of my cock in.

Up until that point I think she thought I had shoved some kind of
object into her pussy.  She gave a cry that was muffled by my
cock sliding between her lips. I saw her eyes cross as she looked
down the length.

We stayed like that for several minutes, the head of my cock in
her mouth as she stared along my rod. Her eyes slowly traveled up
my torso taking in my physique. She saw me looking down at her
and when our eyes met, I felt her tongue lick around the head of
my cock as she submitted.

Tina's tongue seemed to explore every inch of my fat knob from
licking over the slit to licking just under the hood. She
withdrew my cock head from her mouth so that she could look at it
closely. She stared at it for a while, before kissing it and
taking more into her mouth. Tina slid around on the bed so that
she was laying on her stomach facing me and her lips could get a
better grip on my cock. Tina began deep throating me. Taking
first, the eight inches she was used to and then she pushed the
envelope and swallowed two more. This was quickly turning into
one of the best blow jobs of my life and I groaned as her head
bobbed up and down my cock.

Eventually, I felt my cock began to swell as I approached orgasm
and she increased her pace. Her mouth felt like a vacuum trying
to suck the sperm up from my balls and after a few minutes I came
in her mouth. My cock pumped sperm into her mouth for thirty
seconds and she didn't spill a drop. She just continued to suck
until my cock was dry and it went limp in her mouth.

I wasn't finished with her yet. I wanted to cum in her pussy and
I knew I would need a little while to recharge. I crawled into
bed next to her. I kissed Tina, my hands and mouth exploring
every inch of her body. I loved her big brown breasts. Her
nipples were dark patches against her light brown skin. They were
fat and long, erect with desire, and she moaned like crazy as I
sucked on them.

Tina seemed absolutely fascinated with my cock and her hand never
let go of it as I explored her body. Soon it stifened up again.

"I've never seen anything like this, Chad," she said stroking my
cock.

I crawled on top of her, her big breasts mashing against my chest
as I placed my cock on her pussy. "Please fuck me again," she
begged.

I felt the tip of my cock rubbing against her engorged clit. I
moved it down and it easily slid into her again. I pushed ten
inches in and I began pistoning my hips. Her hips were rising to
match my thrusts. She writhed around beneath me like a bitch in
heat and her hands caressed up my back and down to my ass cheeks.
Tina was certainly not a lame fuck.

After a good ten minutes of this I pulled out and arched my back.
I slammed my entire cock into her pussy. "That's for being such a
bitch to me," I said through gritted teeth.

Tina screamed as she took it all and it wasn't from pain, she had
cum again. "T-that's only cause I wanted you the first time I saw
you," she told me. "I knew you'd be good, Chad and your the best
fuck ever. I was so pissed off when I saw you with Sherrie
tonight."

This bitch really liked to talk and it took another orgasm to
shut her up. I continued to fuck her hard and fast, my balls
slapping against her thighs, until I came. I bellowed as my cum
exploded in her pussy. She came again when I did.

I rested for a minute before withdrawing my cock. When I tried,
her legs clamped around my back holding me in. "Dammit Chad," she
said looking at me. "I'm not going to be satisfied with Derek any
more. We only have a week of summer left. Your going to have to
fuck me every day."

I pulled her legs apart and withdrew my cock. Without a word I
left her bedroom. I grabbed my clothes and quickly got dressed. I
peeked in the bathroom to check on Derek. He was starting to
stir, so I quickly left. Sherrie was still fast asleep on the
couch. Her blouse had fallen on the floor and I could see her
pussy. Sherrie's legs were open and her thighs were red from the
fucking I had given her. Her crotch was covered in a layer of
dried sperm. I covered her back up as best I could and I walked
out the door.
The sun was coming up as I walked home and I whistled as I walked
down the boardwalk. That night had been a good one for me.

I'll explain later, but the following week was an unstable one
for me. The next day at work, Tina smiled and winked at me. She
tried to get me alone in the freezer, but I ignored her. She
never bitched at me again. Instead, she followed me around
begging me to fuck her again. I ignored the bitch to teach her a
lesson. Not fucking her again was one of the hardest things I'd
ever done. I just let her beg.


Part 6


The morning after the party I slept late. I woke up with an
erection around noon and I went to find Mrs. Jones. There was a
note from her to Tristan explaining that she had to go home for
the night and would be back tomorrow. I was disappointed, but
there was always Amber or I could fuck Sherrie again tonight.

I was working the mid-shift that day and as I walked to work, I
looked at all the bikini clad women on the beach, and I wondered
how I could go back to attending an all boy's school. Classes
started a week from today.

I arrived at work and immediately I was busy on the grill. Tina
was working the same shift and  started flirting with me. I
ignored her. Around midday, I think she finally realized I was
going to have nothing to do with her and I swear she turned white
for a second. Sherrie arrived later for the night shift. She
looked a little pissed at me for leaving her nude on the couch at
Tina's but one smile from me, she melted and smiled back.

Since Sherrie was working the night shift, I decided to fuck
Amber that night. I walked home and quickly showered. I threw on
a tank top that left my muscular arms bare and some shorts and I
headed out for Amber's house.

I stopped by Playland to see Tristan. Between Mary and work, my
best friend wasn't around as much as I hoped, but all that would
change when we got back to school. Tristan was busy so we didn't
get to talk much. He had spent the day at the beach with Mary and
gone straight to work. Tristan had confessed to me that he was in
love with Mary and he was becoming more depressed as the end of
the summer approached.

I let him and my dick got hard as I thought about fucking Amber
in a few minutes. When I got to her house I knocked on the door.
Mary answered.

"Hi Chad," she said. "Amber got called into work tonight. She
won't be back until later. You can wait if you'd like."

I said, "sure," and entered her house. Mary hadn't changed after
going to the beach today. Her blonde hair was tied back on her
head. She was wearing her skimpy string bikini top and sweat
pants that hung low on her hips, so that you could see the top of
her bikini bottoms.  I found it to be one of the sexiest looks,
I'd ever seen. Her tan stomach with her pierced navel drove me
crazy.

Mary sat in the chair opposite me and we chatted about Tristan
and Amber. Mary all but admitted that she was in love with
Tristan also. I had trouble looking her in the eyes as we spoke,
my eyes kept wondering down to her incredible body. Her own eyes
were wondering over me too. I saw her looking at my bare arms and
then her eyes moved down to my crotch.

I started to get hard again. As my cock grew in my shorts, I
stared at her breasts. She must have been excited because I
noticed the outline of her areola appear under her bikini top.
Then, as my cock swelled, her nipples became erect, until they
were rock hard and straining at her top. I looked back up at her
face. Her eyes were open wide as she stared at my crotch and her
lips were parted slightly. She was breathing heavy and neither of
us had spoken for several minutes.

Finally, I broke the silence. "Would you like to see it?" I
asked.

"See what?"

"My cock. You've been staring at my crotch since I got here."

Mary blushed. "I don't think I should," she said.

"We don't have to tell Tristan and there's no harm in just
looking."

"Alright then show it to me," she said suddenly.  "Both Tristan
and Amber told me how big you are, but I won't believe it until I
see it."

"Very well then," I said standing and walking over to her. At
that time I had no intentions of fucking her. I just had a strong
urge to show her my cock. I had seen Tristan's little penis and I
wanted Mary to know how big I was. My only concern was trying to
stuff it back in once it was out.

I don't know why, but I removed my shirt. Mary's eyes flickered
all over my chest like she was seeing me for the first time,
though she had seen me topless on the beach.

I teased her when I got to my shorts. I unbuttoned them and
slowly pulled the zipper down. I let my shorts fall to the ground
and she gasped when she saw the bulge in my underwear. I pulled
out the waist band and quickly yanked my underwear down under my
balls. She jumped back as my cock seemed to leap out at her like
a snake striking at its prey. It was my turn to gasp with relief
as my cock was freed. It turned rock hard and hovered before her,
pointing at her face. Damn, I was proud of it.

Once again I felt an overwhelming since of pride as I exposed
myself to someone new and watched her reactions to seeing my
penis for the first time. Mary had been leaning forward
expectantly while I removed my shorts and when my cock had struck
out at her she had jumped back in shock, her eyes opening wide
and a look of disbelief appearing on her face. When she
recovered, she leaned forward again, staring closely at my cock.

"Oh Chad! It's even bigger then I imagined."

"You can touch it if you want," I said and when I saw her
hesitate I added, "No harm in just touching."

Mary acted a little nervous, like she was scared of it, but she
tentatively stuck out her index finger and touched the head of my
cock. She ran her finger down the side of my rod and back up to
the tip. Then she made a circle with her thumb and index finger
and unsuccessfully tried to push my cock through the hole. "Your
cock has to be at least three times as big as Tristan's," she
said in awe.

Mary went crazy touching my cock and brought her other hand up.
Soon she was running both hands all over my shaft examining every
square inch from the helmet to cupping my balls to see how heavy
they were.

I was starting to go crazy also. I still hadn't plan on fucking
her until she touched my dick and when she did, the evil thoughts
returned; Mary's a slut like all the rest. Get her to blow you.
Fuck her. Screw Tristan, he can't please her like you can. She's
a tease, fuck her hard.

I moved between her legs and she leaned forward, her head just
inches from my cock as she sat on the couch. She was examining me
closely, her fingers feeling along one of my big blue veins as
her eyes followed along. "Chad," she said,  "Amber tells me that
you always give her several orgasms."

"Yes," I replied, "I know many ways to make a woman cum."

"I can't seem to cum. Tristan tries, but he can't seem to give me
one. When can I expect it to happen?"

"Probably never," I said. "I love Tristan like a brother, but he
just doesn't have the right stuff for satisfying a woman."

"Oh," said Mary a look of disappointment on her face.

Mary's face was inches from my pee slit. It was oozing pre-cum
from all the stroking my cock was getting. "Why don't you kiss
it, Mary?" I asked.

I knew she wanted to, but she said, "No! I can't do that."

"Why?" I asked. "It's the same as touching it, only your using
your mouth instead of your fingers."

Mary seemed to think about it for a minute and then she planted a
quick kiss on the top of the head. She removed her mouth and
looked up at me smiling at what she had done. Then the grin left
her face and she bet down and kissed it again. Mary then started
kissing my entire cock. She let it slide along her cheek as she
kissed down the shaft. Mary lifted my cock up and kissed my
balls, then back up my shaft to the head.

"Suck on it Mary," I ordered, knowing that she had always refused
to suck off Tristan.

"I don't think I can do that," she replied.

I held her face between my hands, tightly so that she could feel
my strength. I moved her head up so that she could look me in the
eyes. I rested the head of my cock on her lips. "Suck on it Mary
and I will give you orgasms like you've never imagined possible."

She gulped and opened her mouth, taking my cock inside.

There is no such thing as a bad blow job, but some women are a
lot better then others. Mary was a natural cocksucker. Once she
made up her mind to do something, she put everything she had into
it. She attacked my cock with a gusto that I had only seen from
Mrs. Jones before.

Mary was simply amazing. She attacked my knob, licking all around
it and teasing the pee slit with her tongue. Then she swallowed
four inches, then five, then six. When she reached seven, she
gagged and withdrew her head. She gasped for breath and she
seemed disgusted with herself. Then with a look of determination,
Mary arched her back and went down on me again. My cock slid into
her throat. She paused at ten inches and then she pushed herself
forward, her lips coming to rest on my pubic hair as she
swallowed it all.

I've got to say, I was most impressed. Mary had to come up for
air again and she looked up at me proudly, a look of triumph in
her eyes. "You like sucking on that big dick, don't you?" I
asked.

"I love it, Chad," she responded, licking saliva off her lips. "I
never thought I would like this, but I do."

Mary returned to deep throating me. Her lips were locked tightly
around my cock as she bobbed her head. I leaned down and untied
her bikini top. She was bent over so I couldn't get a good view
of her breasts, so I just rested my hands on her shoulders and
enjoyed the blow job.

It lasted about forty minutes. I used to miss the ability to cum
quickly, but I found that the longer I took to cum, the better my
orgasm was in the long run. I looked down at my cock. When I
could see it, it was glistening, swollen red with blood, and
growing bigger. I felt my balls tighten up. "I'm cumming," I
groaned.

Mary clamped her lips around the tip of my cock and she used one
hand to steady the base and the other to stroke my cock as she
waited for me to cum. The slut wanted it in her mouth.

My cock exploded in her mouth. My sperm shot out the tip, filling
her mouth more quickly then she expected. The size of my orgasm
apparently caught her off guard. She briefly lost control and
some sperm squirted out the sides of her mouth. She moaned in
frustration and clamped her mouth over my dick again.

She milked every last drop from my cock. Her hand never quit
stroking me and I had to remove my cock from her mouth to her
protests. I don't know what religion Mary was, but she would have
made a great Catholic girl, She didn't waste a drop of my sperm.
Her tongue even lapped up the sperm around her mouth.

I pulled Mary up and I looked down at her beautiful breasts. They
were large and perfect for her body. She had large prominent
nipples. I bent over and kissed her breasts. She caressed the
back of my head as I took her nipples into my mouth, biting them
gently.

I reluctantly relinquished her breasts and I began kissing down
her belly. I kissed her belly button and the sexy ring she had in
it. Finally, I kneeled before her.

She looked very alluring standing there topless wearing only
sweat pants. I looked up at her. She was breathing heavily and I
could see her breasts rising and falling. I moved my head to look
at her waist and I brought my hands up to her waist band. With a
quick pull that startled her, I yanked the sweats to the floor
and she stepped out of them.

Mary was wearing nothing, but the panties of her string bikini. I
could see her crotch was already soaked with anticipation. I
looked up at her and leaned forward as I took the string in my
mouth and pulled it untied.

I gasped when her panties fell to the floor. Mary had completely
shaved her pussy to fit into the bikini. I hadn't seen a woman
with a shaved pussy before and I reached out to run my hand over
it almost as intently as she had run her hands over my cock. Her
knees started shaking when I touched her.
I pushed Mary back towards the couch until she sat down. I gently
tugged on her knees and crawled between them when she spread her
legs. I leaned forward and blew on Mary's pussy. I was teasing
her and already she was raising her crotch trying to reach my
mouth. I looked up her fantastic body. She was looking down at
me, a look of anticipation on her face. She licked her lips just
as I clamped my mouth down on her shaved pussy.

Mary squealed with delight and pulled my head deeper into her
pussy. She began fucking my face almost as fast almost as I could
lick. "God your good, Chad," she panted. "Why can't Tristan be
this good? Eat my pussy."

She was moaning and bucking wildly as I moved up to her clit. I
slid my fingers into her and as promised I delivered up an
orgasm. "C-chad that's it. Yeah baby. You're making me cum. I'm
cumming."

Mary's thighs gripped my head so hard it hurt and my face got
soaked as she came. I didn't stop there and I continued to show
her everything I knew about eating pussy. After the first orgasm
the rest were easy.

I quit eating her pussy after giving her about five orgasms. Then
I leaned back and kneeled again. Their couch was low to the
ground and I had to bend over to eat her, but as I kneeled, I
found it was just the right height to fuck her. My cock was hard
again and it was pointed right at her pussy.

It was at that moment that I had an attack of conscience. All I
have to do is thrust out with my hips and I could fuck Mary, but
did I want to fuck the girl my best friend was in love with? I
had already fucked his mother. Mary made up my mind for me. Her
legs wrapped around my waist and she pulled me forwards. It was
the last time my conscience ever bothered me.

We both watched in fascination as the plum-sized head of my cock
parted her labia and disappeared into her pussy. Her pussy
squeezed around my cock and her muscles seemed to spasm inwards
trying to pull more of my cock inside.

I fucked her nice and slow, feeding another inch into her pussy
every couple of thrusts and she came with each additional inch.
At first her orgasms seemed mild, but as I passed Tristan's
cock's length, her orgasms got bigger.

Mary was an amazing women. My cock met resistance at eight
inches. I began slow fucking her, my cock managing to penetrate
another quarter of an inch with each couple of thrusts.  It took
a half hour to get eleven inches in her.

"Your body was built for big cock," I said looking at her. She
was sweating and breathing hard, but she looked like she was in
heaven.

"Yes Chad," she said. "I love big cock. I love your big cock. I
feel like such a slut. Fuck me like a slut with your fat cock,
Chad."

I hadn't even prompted her, and she was admitting she was a slut.
I began fucking her with eleven inches and she came every five
strokes or so. Finally, after another twenty minutes, Mary looked
down at my remaining inch and said, "I want it all, Chad."

I pulled back and slammed my cock into her. As my entire cock
entered her, I couldn't hold back any longer and I felt my cock
began spurting her pussy full of my cum.

Mary gave a little yelp of pain from the last inch, but my orgasm
triggered her to have a big one. She squeezed me tight as she
shuddered around my cock.

I pulled my cock out of Mary's pussy and looked up at her. I was
expecting to see the look of adoring, love that I had seen on
both Amber's and Sherrie's faces, but instead I was shocked to
see a look of wanton lust on Mary's face. The sexy virginal girl
was gone forever.

I sat beside her on the couch to rest. She immediately started
tugging on my cock to make me hard again. "I want to try
everything, Chad. What else can you teach me?"

"Make me hard again and I'll fuck your ass," I said. Mary's eyes
went wide when I said that and I think she had never even heard
of anal sex before then, but she nodded eagerly and bent over to
suck my cock into her mouth again.

We were sitting like that when I noticed the door slowly opening.
Amber came inside the room and smiled when she saw me. Then the
smile changed to a look of absolute horror when she saw Mary's
head bobbing up and down in my lap. I've never seen anyone look
so betrayed before and tears started pouring down her cheeks.
Amber turned and ran from the house. I didn't care. I was done
with her.

Mary hadn't even heard her and I proceeded to fuck her ass as
soon as my cock was rejuvenated.

**********

The end of the summer all the businesses are short of staff from
everyone returning to school. I heard Tristan come in late that
night and then he was up early and back to work.

I awoke with an impressive erection, despite my busy night with
Mary and I walked downstairs, my cock bobbing before me.

I saw Mrs. Jones pull up into the driveway and I smiled as she
was going to solve my erection dilemma. The phone rang as she was
coming into the door. I answered the phone. It was Mary. She
sounded upset.

"Chad," she said, "Amber's on her way to tell Tristan about last
night."

"Don't worry about it," I replied. "I'll handle it. I gotta go
I'm kind of in the middle of something."

Mrs. Jones had come in and fallen to the floor as soon as she saw
my erection. She was sucking it all by the time I hung up the
phone. I would just have to explain to Tristan that Mary was a
slut and I had actually did him a favor. He deserved a nice,
decent girl. I promptly forgot about him and I turned my
attention to Mrs. Jones.

I pulled her off my cock long enough to strip her. I didn't like
her wearing clothes in my presence and then I pushed her back
down to her knees.

Mrs. Jones was still the best cock-ucker in the world and she had
me ready to cum in under a half hour. "Here it cums, slut," I
said and at the same time the door burst open and Tristan was
standing there looking furious.

Mrs. Jones jerked when she heard the door and looked at her son
with horror. Tristan looked down at his mom in time to see my cum
spurt all over her face. It was a good orgasm and strand after
strand of  semen flew from my cock, landing on Mrs. Jones' face
and breasts.

I couldn't imagine what it must feel like to have someone with a
penis three times my size fuck my girlfriend and then  catch my
mother giving him a blow job. Then again, I would never have to
worry about that happening to me.

Tristan had already been crying when he entered the house. Now
tears stated flowing down his cheeks and he collapsed to his
knees. He struggled to get back up and he ran from the house.
Mrs. Jones also ran from the room. She fled up the stairs crying
and I heard her bedroom door slam shut.

Strangely, I felt no remorse. In fact, I was pissed off at
Tristan for stopping his mom from swallowing my cum. I walked
upstairs and gathered up all my things and then I left the Jones'
house for the last time that year.

If I had do it all over again, I wouldn't change a thing, with
the possible exception of locking  the doors first. Losing a best
friend was a small price to pay for all the sex I had that year.


Epilogue

I still had six days until going home and I spent the remaining
nights with either Sherrie or Mary. I even enticed Amber to fuck
me one more time and I spanked her for telling on me.

I caught a bus home and I spent a week with my parents before
returning to school. When I got back to school, I found that
Tristan had dropped out and all his stuff was gone. I dropped out
two weeks later. I needed to be around women, I walked around
with a permanent erection, and my balls ached for release. My
parents were horrified, but I told them I was moving to the beach
to do missionary work.

I hadn't even been back at the beach a day, when I found some new
slut to get me off. I practically drowned her in sperm, I had
built up so much in the last month.

The Jersey shore is practically deserted in winter and I barely
survived on the pussy I could get until the next summer rolled
around.

By the end of last year, I had become a great swimmer and I got a
job as a lifeguard this year. They get all the pussy they want
and I swear I could have a different woman each night if I wanted
to, but I prefer to fuck Mrs. Jones. She's still the best fuck I
ever had.

Tristan never told his dad what he had seen that day and he must
of come to some kind of agreement with his mother to live the
life style of his choice. I only saw him once again. He was
coming out of a gay bar. I don't know what happened to him. He
seemed to like women too much to be a closet homo, but then again
you never know.

I never saw Sherrie again. She had confessed that she was in love
with me when I left last year and was broken hearted when I
didn't reciprocate her feelings. I saw Tina a lot that summer and
I amused myself by fucking all her friends. I broke down and
spent a couple nights with her by the end of the summer.

Mary came back to the beach that year and Amber forgave her and
spent a couple weeks at the beach too. I fucked Mary off and on
that summer. When she wasn't fucking me, she was fucking someone
else. Mary had turned into a complete slut. I think she was
addicted to orgasms. One week Amber was down, I even caught her
head buried between Mary's legs. I had my first threesome that
night with two women.

I became buddies with another lifeguard that summer. His cock was
almost as big as mine as was his ego. We gang-banged Mary many a
night and I even shared Mrs. Jones with him a couple of times.
The rest of the summer we competed over women and I'm proud to
say I edged him out for the most part.

Someday, I hope to marry. I'm looking for a nice decent woman
like my mother, but so far they've all been a bunch of sluts. I
know that somewhere out there is a nice, decent girl for me. Come
on, I know you're out there somewhere.

THE END

Author's Note: I can't remember where inspiration for this story
came from. I guess it's just my tribute to coming of age story.
The use of a first person perspective is rare for me, but I think
it worked with this story. This was also a very popular story of
mine and garnered a lot of positive feedback even from people who
don't prefer alpha male stories.