From ddtjb@hunterlink.net.au Thu Apr 03 18:53:13 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-pull.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!howland.erols.net!cam-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!su-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!newsfeed.direct.ca!news.uoregon.edu!disco.iinet.net.au!news.per.connect.com.au!news.mel.connect.com.au!news.mel.aone.net.au!ghostgum.hunterlink.net.au!i11 From: ddtjb@hunterlink.net.au (**_MOUSE_**) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Story : Katrina - My Confession - conf09.doc [01/01] Date: Thu, 03 Apr 97 23:53:13 GMT Organization: HunterLink - An Australian Network Provider Lines: 192 Message-ID: <5hvo4t$e5r@ghostgum.hunterlink.net.au> NNTP-Posting-Host: i11.hunterlink.net.au X-Newsreader: News Xpress Version 1.0 Beta #4 BEGIN -- Cut Here -- cut here X-NEWS: cc.newcastle.edu.au rec.arts.erotica: 520 Newsgroups: rec.arts.erotica Path: seagoon.newcastle.edu.au!metro!munnari.oz.au!constellation!osuunx.ucc.okstate.edu!moe.ksu.ksu.edu!crcnis1.unl.edu!wupost!sdd.hp.com!caen!nic.umass.edu!news.amherst.edu!erotica From: katrina@mcastl.ieee.org Subject: My Confession (part 9) Message-ID: <C4MJ5A.78t@unix.amherst.edu> X-Moderator-Review: 7: quality remaining steady, not rushed or hurried Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Keywords: mf series teen Sender: erotica@unix.amherst.edu (Tim Pierce) Organization: Wizard's Tower BBS, Teterboro NJ Date: Mon, 29 Mar 1993 00:10:21 GMT Approved: erotica@unix.amherst.edu (Tim Pierce) Lines: 170 Archive-name: confession-9 My Confession (Part Nine) By Katrina In the last parts, you remember, I told you that since "confession is good for you," I'm confessing that I love a big cock in my ass, and my "adventures" about that, but that I'm changing all the names of people and of some of the places, because I don't have the other people's permission to reveal their part in my story, or to use their names. In the first four parts I told you about my summer vacation, where my cousins Dave and Sue, and Marty, Sue's "summer romance" had introduced me to serious sexual activities, and because I wanted to stay a virgin, to anal sex. I loved it! And in the last part I told you how Bob, my boyfriend, finally decided to try my back door. How good that was! So, late October and early November were great for me. Bob and I would "69" about twice a week, and even when we couldn't arrange that, I would give him head while he brought me off with his hand. And, best of all, on weekends, when we had more time together, we would drive somewhere we could be alone and he'd put that beautiful cock of his way up in my hungry ass. It got more difficult after that, though, 'cause the weather got cold and wet, and we couldn't use the great outdoors anymore. And a Porsche is not a great bedroom. Even so, with the reclining seats, we managed. Sometimes it was kinda funny. For instance, one time, we were parked at the end of a dirt road on a hill overlooking a lake. It was a grey late afternoon, and looked like it would snow. I had worn a skirt and no panties, as I usually did on our Saturdays, and Bob was kneeling on the floor in front of the passenger seat, licking my hot, wet pussy and feeling my tits. I was lying back on the reclined seat, watching him run his tongue over me. I had pulled his cock out of his pants as he drove up here, and played with it, so it was still poking out of his fly, bobbing up and down as he worked on me. "Oh, Bob, that's so good," I mumbled, "but I want to sit on your lovely cock." "OK," he said, "but first I want you to 'encourage' it a little." I knew he meant he wanted me to eat it. "Bring it here," I said. He got up and crawled up over me, while I scrunched down on the seat, until his member was dangling in front of my face. I undid his belt and pants button, and pulled his trousers and underwear over his hips. I ran my fingers over his balls in appreciation, and his cock responded by getting even stiffer. I reached out my tongue and licked the underside from root to tip. "Nnng," Bob said, or something like that, so I did it again in reverse direction. "Gawww," he said, and threw his head back in pleasure, and banged it against the stay for the convertible top just as I was starting to suck his balls. "Ouch!" he yelled, and flopped down on me, and his balls squeezed into my wide open mouth, his dick squashed alongside my nose, and up my forehead. "Gumbump!" I said, mouth full of balls. "Youch!" he yelled. He raised up, his shrinking dick trailing over my eye, and his sac stretched away from my mouth. The balls popped free, eventually, and he sighed. "Poor babys," I said, and stroked and kissed his nuts. I slid aside and said, "Lie down." He lowered himself into the seat as I slid away, and I scrunched down to the floor. I pulled his pants down his legs, and crawling up over him, kissed and licked his balls and stroked his softie. "Ohh," he groaned. "Mmm." I said, "That was quite a mouthful. Are you OK?" "Yeah," he said, "Don't stop." I looked at his cock and marvelled how a thumb-sized flap of flesh could grow to such an impressive appendage, and got this idea. I stuffed his softie completely in my mouth and sucked on it, and massaged it with my tongue. It started to grow right away, I can tell you. In seconds it was filling my mouth and the head was pushing at my throat. I kept my mouth on it and swallowed and swallowed and swallowed. The head of his dick went down my throat. I fought down the impulse to gag and left it in there, swallowing saliva and his dick- head. I was vaguely aware of his moaning. Finally, I had to breath, so I pulled off him, sucking the whole way out. I gagged a little, then. Then I grabbed my purse, got the K-Y tube and started greasing his pole. "I'm going to sit on it," I said. "Don't move a muscle." He lay there, and I climbed up the seat until my knees were practically in his armpits, my cheeks over his goodies. I reached down between my legs and grabbed his pole and held it straight up, then lowered my butt onto it. I fished around with it until it was aimed right, then sat. The head just eased right in. I sat up a little (careful, no hitting the top again) and sat down harder. The cock just squirmed way up in me. I pushed down even more until I felt my pussy against his belly and my cheeks against his thighs. That big pole was way up in me, and it felt great! I felt so filled up, you know, and all sorta squirmy inside, and hot, hot, hot! Now, being on top, I could control things, so I just stayed there, feeling his meat throbbing in my guts. He put his hand down there and put a knuckle against my "love button," and I started rocking slightly to rub it. This way, I discovered that by rocking back and forth a certain way, I could move his cock around in me just the right amount, maybe a half inch or so, with its head still way, way up in me, and with just the right sort-of-wiggle up inside me to make me crazy. Especially if I squeezed while I rocked forward and released as I rocked back. So I just sat on his hips and rocked slowly for, must have been, a half hour or so, while he just lay there and moaned. I came twice during that time, each time I spasmed around his cock, just squeezing and squeezing. It was so good, I felt so filled up. Finally he said, "Kat, I gotta pump you, or you gotta move more!" I was hardly hearing him, it was so good. I just kept rocking, but I felt him pumping his hips, and even though I was sitting on them, he managed to increase the stroke to about an inch. I felt his dick throb and jump in me, and I saw his face contort as he started to come, and then I did, too. A nice, big one. I started bouncing up and down on his hips, I was coming so hard, and that of course pumped his cock in and out of my butt like mad. Wow, did he shoot off in my ass! I guess he must have shot eight or nine times. And each time he shot, his dick pulsed in me, and each time it pulsed I'd spasm, squeezing back. I just came and came. Then we just stayed like that until he got so soft that it fell out. It was dark when we started back home. I made him keep his pants open and his dick out as he drove, and I played with it all the way home again. But after the near- disaster, we were more careful. With some experimenting we found the best way to do things in the car. The best way to "69" was with him lying on the reclined passenger seat, and with me wrong-way 'round, my knees on the rear jump-seats straddling his head, his cock at my face. We didn't even have to get undressed for this, if I wore a skirt and no panties. The best way to do what Bob called "a solo" was for the receiver to lie on the passenger seat, feet up on the dashboard, and the giver to kneel under the dash on the floor. It was a little cramped under there, but it worked. It was heaven for me when he'd clamp his mouth on my clit and wiggle and shove two fingers in me, one in my pussy and one in my ass. One evening I thought, "If it feels good for me, maybe it'd feel good for him," so as I was eating him and he started to come, I wet my second finger in my mouth and stuck it in his ass. He roared like a bull! I was afraid I had hurt him! But he shot like crazy and afterward told me it was terrific. After that, when I blew him, I always fingered his ass hole just as he was coming, and he went wild! The best way for me to catch his cock in my ass was for him to lie on the reclined passenger seat, and me to sit on his cock. I was short enough to fit under the convertible top, as long as I didn't bounce too high. Also, I liked it 'cause I could control the action. Bob would usually pump too fast and too hard if he was in control. I took it slow and kept him deep in me. It lasted longer and felt better that way. So, we passed the winter that way. Every once in a while, Bob would try to talk me into vaginal sex, saying he wanted to "do it regular," but he always backed off when I said "no." It was great, until we had that fight in the spring. I'll tell you about that next time. ---- to be continued ---- -- Moderator, rec.arts.erotica. Submissions to erotica@unix.amherst.edu. Please, no reposts, first drafts, or requests for "subscriptions," stories, GIFs, or archive sites. END -- Cut Here -- cut here **_MOUSE_** "Remember the Lion" ddtjb@hunterlink.net.au