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Here are another 143 or so stories. I am cleaning my hard drive and getting rid of stuff I don't use anymore.
I have about 500 of them and will post them as I can convert them to text
from Wordperfect.
Comments Welcome.
Enjoy
BJ
Two Baby Sitters
By Sexy Sailor
Temptation
As often happens when my daughter visits with me during the
holidays and summer I need to use the services of one of the
neighborhood girls to baby-sit for an evening. There are four that
I use, rotating them so they all get a chance to make some money.
Not that the job is difficult. My daughter Jamie, at 5, is a very
healthy, bright girl who has never been a problem in terms of being
fresh or listening to orders or advice. Traits she obviously did
not inherit from the maternal side of the family. Nothing is worse
than having an ex-wife that's a career woman who makes a six figure
salary who is an only child of parents who are worth several
million with a mother that runs her life. When ever she gets bored
or hasn't been able to stick it to anyone recently she just calls
up her lawyer with some lie and I'm out another $1,000 dollars in
legal fees. With someone like that I have to have a top notch
lawyer, or the courts and/or family services will walk all over you
regardless of how good a father you are. After a while you learn
to just make like a duck and let it roll of your back.
While I was taking a stroll in the neighborhood to pick up my
daughter at her friend's house I spotted Tammy, the girl whose turn
it was to call to baby-sit Jamie. She was out riding her bike with
one of her friends. Someone who I didn't know but had seen around
with her on several occasions. I figured I would go ahead and ask
Tammy now about the job instead of waiting to get home and call her
mother since I would probably end up missing them. While waving my
hand to get their attention and have them ride over to me, I
couldn't but help notice how much she had changed over the winter.
In cold climates like where I live, you can never guess what kind
of shape or figure someone has with all the winter clothes people
wear. On this nice spring day she had on some kind of spandex type
riding or exercise shorts with body suite top of similar material.
Man, do I every like seeing women with nice figures wearing stuff
like that. It does wonders for showing off their figures.
As they rode closer it became obvious that she and her friend had
both developed some curves of their own since last summer. Late
summer the prior year had been the last time I had seen Tammy, at
the beach near the town we live in. At fifteen, she was obviously a late developer.
While in good shape from her bicycle riding, swimming and other activities, she had
not developed any of the curves (breasts, hips, buttocks) that drive many man crazy
with lust - at least in their minds. Now, eight months later, curves
were definitely developing in all the right places. Tammy was about
5' with a fine boned frame. Her friend was a little taller and
stockier in build, with plenty of curves in all the right places.
She wasn't fat at all, just a solid, big boned girl. As they got
closer I could just barely see in their partially unzipped shells
the outlines of their breasts. Tammy's were fairly small and
conical, just beginning to swell, but I could notice her nipples
pointing proudly through the fabric. On the other hand it was
obvious that her friend had a very well developed bust, I would
guess at least a 36 C, not bad for a young lady of seventeen or
eighteen.
Dismounting after they came to a stop, I got better views of both
of their bodies. Geez, I thought to myself, there must be a couple
of lucky boys checking out that topography. Slapping some sense
into myself, I changed thoughts and got into the typical routine.
Exchanging hello's, introductions with her friend Christina, etc.
When I asked Tammy about baby-sitting the next night, she said that
she would love to, but she was also planning on having Christina
sleep over. This complicated things some as I had been planning on
having Tammy sleep over since I wouldn't be coming back until late,
probably almost midnight. This is something I did on occasion and was usually not a
problem since the girls were all old enough
and their homes were nearby, all in the same neighborhood. As I
explained the situation to Tammy, she said she would check with her
mother but it shouldn't be a problem. I told Christina she was
welcome to stay over also and that her parents could come over to
meet me if they wanted.
Christina responded with much enthusiasm that she would love to and
didn't think it would be a problem. She said Tammy had told her all
about my house and how neat she thought I was. Needless to say,
Tammy's skin tone shifted quite a bit into the red light spectrum.
I wasn't to surprised about that statement though. Being a single
guy, in my mid 30's, not bad looking, really easy going and nice to
the kids I suspected that some of the neighborhood girls had
crushes on me. One of the parents even mentioned that one time,
but I just brushed it off. Didn't we all, as boys and girls, have
that when we were growing into puberty? At any rate I played it c
ool and pretended not to notice the "how neat I was" part to make
things less embarrassing for Tammy. I gave Christina one of my
cards to take home to her parents so they could call me about any
plans they would want to make.
We chatted a few more minutes. They talked about their school and
homework. I thought I would kid them a little. So I asked them
how could they have time for school and homework. Tammy responded
with a quizzical look on her face. Knowing what I said next would
definitely bring on the blushes, I came back with " Two beautiful
young women like you must have half the boys in school chasing
after you! ".
As expected both blushed quite a bit, their pretty faces taking a
nice ruddy glow, while looking at the ground and shuffling they
feet a little. Looking at both of them I realized that, while
different in appearance, they were both very pretty - definitely
budding beauties. Chuckling aloud to ease their embarrassment, I
said " Just kidding ". Tammy responded, looking at me directly into my eyes, "Jim, we
don't have any boy friends" a pause and then
"yet". Christina, also looking at me directly, nodded an
affirmative. Though I was taken aback by the forwardness of their
responses, I wrote it off.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, we parted ways. Me,
continuing my walk to gather up Jamie who was at a friends house.
Tammy and Christina, left walking their bikes. I couldn't resist
turning to take another look after a few strides and was surpassed
to see them looking at me. After their catching me looking at
them, they whispered something to each other. Giggling they
continued on, but, I swear, they definitely added a bit more hip
swing to their gait. Turning to move on I couldn't keep the mental
pictures of them out of my mind. Bright smiles. Very sensual,
flushing faces. Their direct, challenging looks at me. Great
curves. That great swing in their hips. They weren't budding
beauties thinking to myself, more likely budding sex pots.
Get grip, Jim, my man, I thought to myself. Not only would your
neighbors lynch you and your loving ex-wife have your genitals
bronzed, some big buck in the state prison would love to have your
virgin butt as some "cushion for the push'n". Besides, they
probably think I some old fart grown up who's not "cool" or what
ever term they use today. Continuing on, I stopped off to pickup
my little ball of fire and go home to fix dinner. After dinner,
while Jamie was in her bath, I got a call from Christina's parents.
Apparently they had heard about me from Tammy's mother (she's
divorced and we've gone out a couple of times) and did not have a
problem with their daughter spending the night. We made plans for
them to come over about four in the afternoon to meet me and drop
off Christina. I said they could stay for a cup of tea, but they
declined saying they were going to take advantage of having the
evening free. After we finished, Christina got on the phone. She
was gushing about how excited she was to come over and could she
bring some of her own computer games. I said no problem and we
signed off, but not before she gave me a very husky "I can't wait
until tomorrow. Sweet dreams".
Jesus Christ, I thought to myself while hanging up the phone. Bad
enough that I was having fantasies about making love to a fifteen
year old or two. Now it seems she's coming onto me when her
parents were in hearing range. I was quickly brought to reality by
a high-pitched "Daddy do I have any soap left in my hair". Going
upstairs, I verified that everything was copacetic. Jamie got out
of the tub , got dried off and into her nightgown. After a
toothbrushing session, we went downstairs to watch some TV. We
usually watch some nature or science show, as I am bent on keeping
out the video junk like cartoons or the unbelievably stupid
sitcom's that prevail the airwaves these days.
While she was engrossed in a show on ancient Egypt and mummies, I
called Tammy's house to round out the plans. Her mother, Sally,
answered the phone. After ritual hellos, how are things going,
etc. she said it was no problem for Tammy to spend the night.
However, she was concerned that having both the girls spend the
night might be an inconvenience. Responding, I said "Sally, it's
no problem. Your know I'm really easy going about things so having
an extra isn't a problem". But thinking to myself, "Man, what an
opportunity". After covering a few other details, Sally said that
Tammy was coming over with Christina. Also, Tammy wanted to talk to
me.
Tammy and I chatted a bit about baby-sitting details and then I
breached the question " How much are your charging these days".
"Six dollars an hour" was Tammy's response. She added "Remember
that your getting two for the price of one". I wouldn't touch that
comment with a pole of any length. "Well, sounds like your learning
your lessons about supply and demand", but thinking to myself she
might be a budding sex pot, but she's definitely a budding
capitalist. After a few other details we signed off, but not
before I heard a "Christina and I are VERY excited about tomorrow.
Sweet dreams" And I swear could have heard a kiss being blown over
the phone.
Jamie and I watched TV for another hour. By then it was nine in
the evening and bed time for her. We went up and, after a couple
of stories, I tucked her in for the night. I thought to myself,
finally I can go to the bathroom and relieve this rather strong
urge I had since seeing Tammy and her friend this afternoon.
However, before I had taken three steps from my daughter's bedroom,
the phone rang. "Murphy's law" was all I could thin
k. Answering it, I ended up making calls and talking to people
about tomorrow's evening meeting of computer consultants until
11:30 PM. The meeting was a regular monthly networking type of
thing and is important as I'm an independent consultant. By then I was exhausted and
too tired to even think about masturbating for
some relief.
As I was getting ready for bed I kept thinking to myself, why in
the world can't I meet a halfway decent looking, reasonable,
rational woman for a relationship. It seems everyone I meet or am
introduced to ends up giving me hallucinogenic visions of my ex's,
wife and mother-in-law that is. I'm sitting at dinner or having a
drink somewhere. The conversations seems to be going well, a few
laughs, and so on. Then, almost as sure as death and taxes, there
seems to develop a one way conversation from her about how I need
to be doing things a certain way. This could be on any aspect of
my life. In no time I have this finger wagging in my face - just
like that supposed vacation we had three years ago with my ex's
mother in tow.
Like every visit, the evening ended up with a lecture about how
much of a Christian she was, how worthless, lazy, and smelly
Blacks, Mexicans, Chinese were. In her eyes, if you weren't a
white of European decent, you didn't deserve to live. Then, the
always familiar finger wagging lecture about what was wrong with
our life and how she had all the answers. With this nightmare, I
drifted off to sleep.
Dreamland
I smell chlorine. You know the smell from pools. It always has a
strong aphrodisiac type effect on me. Everytime I go swimming in a pool with a
woman, making love is the first thought on my mind if
we're showering together. I am naked showering in the shower room
at some club, but for some reason I am the only one in the room.
Hearing giggling coming from the entrance I turn and am surprised
to see Tammy and Christina come in. Both were barefoot, sweaty and
clad in very tight, shear aerobics leotards. Stopping not ten feet
in front of me and giggling some more, they ask if they could join
me. My protests are laughed off as they proceed to slowly undress.
Tammy starts first. She turns so her back was to me and starts by
pulling the shoulder straps down. After getting her arms out she
turns and gives me a very direct, challenging "are you man enough"
look, slowly licking her crimson lips with her tongue. At the
speed of light I am hard as a rock and rather embarrassed in front
of these two fifteen year olds. All I can hear was my ex laughing
and a rather deep male voice saying "I've got myself a nice virgin
ass for a cellmate". Shit, I'm in over my neck now. Tammy
continues by slowly wiggling her hips and working the leotard down
her abdomen.
Quickly turning her head away from me, her long damp hair flies
around spreading itself over her shoulders. She hooks her thumbs
on her outfit that's bunched up at her hips. I'm mesmerized as
things seem to proceed at half speed. Spreading her legs some she
leans over, sticking her beautiful ass in my direction, and slowly
lowers the leotard revealing the rest of her. Like a beautiful
flower opening between her legs I can clearly see her labia,
swollen, wet with just a light layer of fine hair. She steps out
of the leotards and turns towards me.
Her hands start at her thighs and slowly move up her body. At the
V between her legs she takes her index fingers and slowly slides
them along her outer labia. Then she moves to the inner labia,
massaging her clit, then sliding her fingers inside of herself.
After several strokes in and out she removes both index fingers and
moves them up to her mouth. Slowly sucking on both fingers she
looks right into my eyes. The scene is so erotic, but I am unable
to move, seemingly paralyzed by the sights, sounds and smells.
When she's finishes sucking her fingers she picks up where she left
off at. She stops at her breasts. With small light brown areola
and prominent nipples, the small conical mounds are a sight to
behold. She spends a couple of minutes massaging and pulling at
her breasts and nipples and then abruptly stops.
At this point Christina begins to disrobe. She's facing me and
using her hands to massage her well developed breasts. Nipples
standing proud and strong. While Christina is making her
performance Tammy is trying to turn on showers. But Christina is
not one to waste time, so my attention focuses back on her as I
here her call my name. She quickly slides down the shoulder straps
of her outfit, revealing her outstanding bust line. I'm thinking
that I wished I had met someone like that when I was fifteen. She
continues, moving her leotard down so she can take it off.
Standing up, I can she was also well developed in the pubic area.
Whereas Tammy was almost smooth, Christina had plenty of hair. Like
Tammy, she performed the same tantalizing dance with her hands,
accompanied by a orchestra of very heavy breathing. By this time,
a gust of arctic air could have made me orgasm.
Tammy breaks the silence by announcing that I'm using the only
working shower in the room so we have to share it. They quickly
move next to me and begin to run their hands over me. Having
thrown all caution to the wind, I reciprocate. The next scenes
evolve like a slide show, individual images and sensations in
sequential order.
My mouth is locked onto Christina's left breast, slowly sucking and
nibbling on her nipple. I exhale moist air over her nipple, then
quickly take a sharp breath passing cool air back over her nipple.
She moans softly and pulls my head in closer.
Standing up I have the girls on either side of me, supporting
themselves by holding onto my shoulders. Using my middle finger I
slowly massage the lips between their legs, as they slowly move
their hips back and forth.
Loud sighs and hot breath on my chest. Very strong smells of fresh
sweat and other musky scents that come from love making
Then I slide my fingers inside the girls and slowly start to move
them in and out, massaging their clits at the same time with both
thumbs. The sighs and heart beats get louder and faster.
My tongue is moving from the nape of Tammy's neck, licking, kissing,
and nipping with my lips. The inside of her elbow, down the edge
of her rib cage and stomach, the insides of her thighs. My tongue
slowly spreads her labia, first swirling around the swollen outer
ones, then the inner ones. Christina's leaning over me rubbing her
breasts against my back as I rub her labia together with my thumb
and index finger.
Hearing sighs and moans over the sound of falling water. I am on
my back. Warm tongues all over my genitals. Tammy straddles my hips
and takes my erection into her hand. She rubs it around her labia
and clit before stopping. Centering it she slowly starts lowering
herself down. Head held back. Damp hair spread out, stuck to her
forehead and shoulders. Eyes closed, biting her lower lip she lets
out little mews and sighs until I'm all the way in. At this point
I am so turned on I am ready to let go then and there.
Kneeling next to us, Christina takes my right hand off Tammy's hip
and places it between her legs. This distracts me enough and lets
me hold on longer. Tammy starts to slowly move up and down. After
rubbing Christina's labia with my thumb and finger a few times I
motion for her to straddle my face. She moves over me and slowly
lowers herself until she feels my tongue. Using my tongue, I
slowly lick all around her labia, stopping occasionally to suck on
them.
The momentum seems to be picking up for all three of us. After
flicking her clit with my tongue for a few minutes I start sliding
my tongue rapidly in and out of her. Unbelievably warm, tight, and
soft, where my tongue and cock are. Soon the familiar tension in
my sack, an orgasm on the way. I grab Tammy's hips with both hand
as I drive up to meet her, sucking vigorously on Christina's clit.
We all go over the edge together shaking, trembling with lots of
moans and sighs. The girls collapse over me in a sweaty, tangled
heap.
Next Day
I wake up, soaked with sweat, with a rather large wet spot on the
sheet. My heart is hammering like a runaway high speed pneumatic
press. After a few seconds I sit up in bed, my mind still dazed by
the dream. Jim, buddy, I said to my self. Get a grip. You got to
quit thinking about those girls. Even if they did want to do
anything with you, somebody would surely find out about it. Then
YOU would be the jail bait, bait for some lifer jail bird that is.
I take several deep breaths which helps me calm down some. Looking
at the clock I see it's 6:30 in the morning, time to get up
anyways.
Shaking my head, I still can't believe how real the sensations
were. The smells, sounds, warmth and touching. If real life sex
was like that, I could definitely lose control and become an
addict. Quickly stripping the bed of the soiled sheets, I put on a clean set. After
showering, shaving and dressing I go down stairs to start the laundry before waking up
Jamie. Going back upstairs I give her a few gentle taps to wake her. In a few minutes
she's wide awake and after a good morning hug, ready for breakfast. We get her robe
and head downstairs to start breakfast.
While I'm fixing the french toast and bacon, Jamie talks non-stop
about what she wants to do today. If a 5 year old kid had the
ability to manipulate time they would have to create a 5,000 hour
day to meet all their needs. While we're sitting there eating she
starts talking about Tammy and Christina spending the night. That
starts sending some of those images and sensations through my
brain. I must have gone on pause, because the next thing I hear is
"Daddy did you hear what I said?". I came back with "No. I was
thinking about something else. What did you say?". "Oh Daddy
you're so silly sometimes!" and she carries on about all the
computer stuff she wants to show the girls.
After we finish I send Jamie upstairs to get dressed while I clean
up after breakfast. The temptation to think about the dream is
pretty strong. I decide to stay extra busy until they arrive to
keep my mind off the subject. Luckily I had plenty to do, getting
things ready for the meeting, taking calls and so forth and so on.
Before I know it the doorbell rings and I hear Jamie tearing off to
the front door yelling as loud as she can that "It's four o'clock
so this must be Tammy and Christina". She opens the door and starts
jumping up and down telling everyone to come on inside. I get
there just as they're coming through the door. After introductions
and "you girls behave yourselves" Christina's parents bade us a
good bye.
Closing the door, we all head back towards the kitchen with Jamie
in between the two girls holding their hands. This is the first
chance I had to look them over since they arrived. Walking a few
steps behind them, I saw they were similarly dressed but not as
provocative as the spandex outfits they had on the day before.
White tennis shoes and bobby sox offset the skin tone of their
pretty smooth legs. They both have on fairly short, tight denim
cut off's which do a nice job of framing their hips and buttocks.
Topped by sleeveless oversized T-shirts with some hip band logo as
art, they looked like typical teenage girls. Tammy has her long
brunette hair in a french braid, while Christina her page boy cut
blond hair hanging straight.
I think to myself, Jim you sex fiend, it's your insufficiently
utilized hormones getting in the way of logic. Both the girls were
typical teens when they arrived, anxiously pushing the grownups out
the door. No doubt I was next in line, they obviously don't have
any designs on me. As we're walking down the hall Christina turns
her head and sees me looking at them. She gives me a small, shy
smile and turns to whisper something to Tammy. In turn Tammy looks
at me and gives a similar smile. Turning back they exchange
whispers again, causing some quiet giggling. Jimbo buddy old pal,
keep things under control, maybe you'd better go ahead and take a
trip to Vegas to get some sex and relaxation even though you have
to pay for it.
I show the girls around the house, giving them the basic ground
rules, first aid kit location, and other boiler plate stuff.
Finished I take them to the basement office that I have.
Christina's quite impressed with all the computer gear I've
acquired over time. She tells me she has had one for a couple of
years and uses it quite a bit. Great I say, then you can keep
things running while I'm gone tonight. I go over basic rules on
the computers, which they can use, which printers, interesting webs
sites, and so on. After making sure that she can load her stuff, I go back upstairs to
finish getting ready to leave.
Soon I hear a plaintive "Daddy, we're having problems". Luckily I'm
finished and have a few minutes to help them out. Coming down the
stairs I yell out "Clear the decks, Daddy coming in for a landing
at his desk". All three clear out of my large office chair
giggling loudly. After I seat myself Jamie assumes her normal
position on my lap, while Tammy and Christina are on either side.
The two older girls lean forward and start explaining what was happening.
Both are in contact with my arms. I can feel the warmth and
softness of their touches. Faint whiffs of perfume. As we step
through things they alternate, putting their hands on my shoulder
or arm giving me small squeezes. The thoughts of the dream the
night before start flooding my memory and I feel an impending
erection. Just what I don't need with Jamie on my lap.
Fortunately I have a surefire cure that always works. Just one
thought of my ex-wife or ex-mother-in-law and a growing erection
shrinks so fast it almost gets sucked into my body.
After implementing that solution we continue on. After several
minutes the problems solved. After a big hug from my daughter, I'm
surprised by hugs from both girls. Hugs that are a little to long,
with their breath tickling my ear. I announce that I have to be
moving on. We go upstairs and I make the last trip to the car. I
get my good bye bear hug from Jamie. Again, I'm surprised by hugs
each from Tammy and Christina, longer they should be with their
entire body coming up next to mine.
My mind's raging with emotions and erotic thoughts like a Force 10+
hurricane as I drive off. Fortunately driving has a way of bring
one back to reality. Persistent honks and a freeway salute from
someone behind me brings me around at a traffic light. Driving on
I arrive at the meeting and am quickly immersed in all the details
that accompany such a meeting.
Being so busy, I didn't have any time to think about the girls
until I call around nine to check in and say good night to Jamie.
After a made up bed-time story and several goodnights, Jamie hands
the phone to Tammy. She assures me everything is fine. I tell her
that I don't know when I'll be home but it might be around 11:30
PM. She says no problem and as we're hanging up I can hear a soft
" I hope you don't have to stay to late tonight" before I hear the
dial tone. Oh God, what did I do to deserve this torment.
Someone grabs my arm and I'm dragged into some discussion about
programming etiquette. The rest of the evening moves very quickly.
We end up adjourning earlier than normal, as our selected speaker
had a short presentation. Typically some of us will go have a
couple of beers at the local brew house before heading home, but
circumstances changed. Several begged off on work excuses so the
rest of us packed up. After loading the cars and exchanging "I'll
call ya soon"'s I pulled out and headed home.
end part 1 of 2
Two Baby Sitters Part two of two
By SexySailor
Surprise
Looking at my watch, I thought for once I'll get home at a reasonable
hour. Around 10:15 PM I pulled into my driveway. Thinking to myself, the
coast was clear as all the lights were off, I entered in the front door
quietly. No sounds and lights off gave me the impression that all the
girls were asleep. Well at least I can check e-mail and some favorite web
sights before I cash in for the night. Shedding my shoes, coat, and tie
in the foyer I head to the kitchen to grab a ginger ale from the fridge.
Looking beyond the kitchen I see light coming from the basement.
Shit, I thought to myself, Tammy and Christina are still up. After getting
the can from the fridge, I quietly open it while moving to the basement
stairwell. As I approach the door I hear hushed giggling and words. Thin
king to myself they probably found the web page of some heart throb rocker
or movie star I descend the stairs. As I round the corner at the bottom
of the stairs, I see a scene that just about gives me a myocardial infarc
tion. The two girls, in their night shirts, are looking at a four picture
display on my 21" monitor.
A young lady, late teens or early twenties, enjoying the attentions of a
muscled stud. One panel has her going down on him, next he's going down
on her. Then a close up of him entering her from behind and then the last
after he's left his orgasm all over her chest. Actually, it's one of my
favorites. But that didn't matter. Christina noticed me first. My heart
almost came to a stop. She tapped Tammy on the shoulder. They both looked
at me and stepped away from the desk.
My mind was running at 50K RPM. All I could hear was the cackling of my
ex-mother-in-law, waving the front page article of my arraignment, trail,
and conviction on pornography charges in front of my daughter, telling her
what a worthless piece of scum I was. Jim, if there ever was a time to
do or die, this is it. Clearing my throat, I mustered up all my strength
to come up with a with a stern voice, hoping it wouldn't crack when I exer
cised it.
" What in the world are you girls doing looking at private, personal
files. I expressly told you not to use that machine."
"Christina wanted to use one of your viewers to look at some nature
pictures she had."
"Highly unlikely, since all the stuff she brought didn't have a single
standard graphic file"
They looked at each other. Silence
"Well?" in a louder voice was my response.
Still silence.
"Do you know what would happen to me if anybody found that I had
pornography and you were able to see it?"
Negative nods, followed by more silence.
"First I would be arrested and the story would probably run on the front
page of the local newspaper. Then every young girl I ever came in contact
with would be questioned, including yourselves. Everyone will know who
they are. Is that what you want?"
More negative nods, followed by silence.
"Then, after I'm convicted, I would be sent to the State Prison, to get
raped by every AIDS's infected convict. Is that something you could be
happy about while you looked at yourself in the mirror every morning"
More negative nods, the beginning of some tears, and silence.
Raising my voice a few decibel's
"My daughter's life will be destroyed."
Some sniffling
" Jim, I'm so sorry we lied. Tammy and I were just checking out the
programs you had. One of them came up with some naked girls"
God curse application programmers that maintain paths on files previously
opened.
In spite of the situation I still could not help but notice how beautiful
they were. Both clad in light cotton night shirts, the desk light behind
them outlining their shapes through the shirts.
Get a grip Jim, while I said "You can't tell anyone about this!".
Vigorous affirmative nods were followed by a softening of their facial
features.
Seeing my watch read 10:20 "Tammy" I said "it's time for bed" hoping that
the impending disaster had been averted.
"No problem. We promise we'll never talk to anyone about these. But we
think we should get something in return."
Christ, they've turned from budding sex pots to budding extortionists.
"What is it you want in return?"
"We want to see you"
"What do you mean, you're looking at me now"
"Tammy means the private you" Christina says firmly while looking at my
crotch. Obviously, they had already agreed on this.
Again my mind races. I'll raise the stakes and head them off at the pass.
"OK" I said, "but on three conditions"
They nodded consent.
" First it will be all of me naked. Second both of you will be naked.
Third we will take each others clothes off"
Wide eyed they looked at me. Knock on wood this will temper their
curiosity.
"Way cool!" they both announce, giggling.
My heart sinks even further.
Exposure
Resigned to my fate, I suggest we move up to my bed room.
Once in, I sit down and take my socks off. Standing up I tell them "You
young ladies start with me". They walk over to me. Looking up to my face
they give me big smiles and start. Using both her hands, Tammy starts unb
uttoning my shirt. Lacking experience and being nervous she's fumbling a
little at each button. Christina unbuttons my shirts cuffs and then
unbuckles my belt, sliding it from the belt loops. By now Tammy is
finished and stops.
"Pull my shirt tail out and remove my shirt" I gently tell them.
They're both gently pulling at my shirt. Hands are warm and soft while
feeling my back and chest, a slight smell of perfume. The room is very
quiet and I can clearly hear their hearts beating much faster and louder.
Jim, I think to myself, keep control. I've got to keep that willpower
strong against the temptation. Yeah, I'll use those visualization
techniques like the ones you hear cancer patients using, your white blood
cells are an army of good soldiers marching enmasse to obliterate the evil
army of cancer cells. My will power will be a giant aircraft carrier
sailing on a sea of temptation. No matter how bad the sea may get, it'll
keep on sailing. I easily will away a growing erection.
Christina unhooks my pants at the waist and then lowers my zipper. They
both lower my pants. After I step out of them, they stop and look at my
boxers. I can hear their breathing increase as they reach over and start
pulling my boxers down. When they are at my ankles I step out and move to
the bed and sit down, hoping they will change their minds. No luck.
Moving until they're in front of me, Tammy says "It's your turn to undress
us", both of them looking at me smiling. Standing up I say "I'll start
with you Christina", thinking at the same time this won't take long since
they are in their bed cloths. Even though I've had my fair share of
practice undressing women, my hand nervously fumbles a couple of time with
her buttons. I try not to look in her eyes as I'm doing this but I can
feel hers on me. After the last button, I move my hands up and start
sliding the shirt off while trying not to touch her skin. But my hand
brushes against her shoulder when I drop my gaze to look at her breasts.
Her skin is so soft and warm, her breasts every bit as large and full as I
thought they would be.
My aircraft carrier has shrunk some and the sea is definitely getting
rougher.
She's wearing a pair of those french cut panties. Very shear, fine white
cotton, cut high up on her hips. I put thumbs on either side and slowly
pull them down. Unlike the dream, she completely smooth. Not a single
pubic hair in sight, not even a layer of downy hair. Taking a deep breath
to keep that will power going, I step back and take in the sight of her.
Coming from Northern European descent, she has very fair skin. Fine
facial features even though she has a large frame. Breast that are
definitely full, pale pink areolas with small pink nipples. The swell in
her hips well defined, her legs smooth and well muscled. Just a peak of
her inner labia pushing out. Looking straight at me with shy smile. A
gorgeous woman.
The carrier has shrunk some more and we've got a sea state of FORCE 2.
But I'm still able to keep things under control.
I turn to Tammy, "It's your turn now"
"Great!"
I move over to her and start to unbutton her shirt. Again I'm nervous so
I fumble a couple of times. As her night shirt is falling to the side I
can see her breasts. Small, conical, budding breasts is what comes to min
d. Taking both hands I push the shirt off her shoulders and step back to
take her in. She's got a darker completion, long straight brown hair.
Her breasts, no large than half a small orange, are capped by large brown
areola and large nipples points out. Between her legs a fine covering of
brown hair just coming in. Smooth sleek legs. Very, very pretty.
Stepping back, I sit on the bed, taking a deep breath. The carrier has
gotten smaller and it's FORCE 5 now.
"Well" I say "we're finished, so lets go to bed and get some sleep"
They both look at each other. "Jim, could you please show us some stuff,
please?" Tammy responds.
I'm in shock and my will is wavering some. "Tammy, you're to young to be
making love with me." Lying some I say "My erection is to large for and
you could get hurt."
They sit down on either side of me. Tammy puts her hand on my leg while I
feel Christina's arm against mine. They are so soft and warm. Tammy
continues "We hear stories that people do other things than that. Please"
as she rubs my thigh.
The sea state of FORCE 10+ has generated a raging tsunami, which comes
crashing down and swamps the ship.
My hearts beating so hard I think I'm going to have a heart attack. "OK"
is all I can come out with.
"Oh great. Thank you so much Jim." they both explain giving me big hugs.
Their skin is so soft and warm. I feel the fullness of Christina's
breasts pushing up against me. In no time I have an erection.
Tammy feels it against the inside of her thigh, moving back she exclaims
"Look Christina, he's gotten hard"
"Can I touch it!"
"Go ahead Christina"
As she wraps her hand around it twitches involuntarily from her touch.
"It jumped!"
"Tammy, a penis is just a muscle. Christina take your hand off for a
minute."
Flexing my groin muscle, I make it jump several times. Both the girls
begin giggling. "OK Tammy, your turn." She wraps her around and asks
"Like, what do I do now"
"Slowly and gently start sliding you hand up and down"
Oh my god, I think to myself, feeling something like jolts of electricity
going through my body. I let her continue on for a minute or two.
"That's enough for now" as I make her stop before she gets me beyond to point
of no return. Taking charge I tell them "Well I'd better explain some of the
things you can do other than making love"
I go into an explanation or oral sex and generally what goes on. Both the
girls, blushing and giggling, say they though that was supposed to be
dirty. I respond that people say that either because they have never
tried oral sex or whoever they tried it with wasn't very considerate.
Christina's Lesson
"So, Christina, do you want to be first"
Blushing even more and giggling she nods a yes.
"OK, lay back on the bed, and Tammy you get on that side to watch what I
do"
Moving so my face is over hers I tell her softly "I think you will enjoy
this very much". She come back with a very sweet smile. I start by
kissing her all over her face, keeping my lips wet and biting with them,
using my tongue to give her little licks. I trace my tongue around the
edges of both her ears. Her eyes are closed and she's breathing much
faster. I kiss her eye lids gently, kissing moving down to both sides of
her nose. I stop and run my tongue very softly around her lips. Moving
down I run my tongue along her jaw line and cover her neck with little
kiss and soft bites with my lips.
Licking slowly I move down to her breasts. I can see that her nipples
have started to swell. Alternating, I start licking her breasts all
around the base. As I move towards her nipples, I can hear her heart
beating much faster and little sighs escaping from between her lips. As I
take her left nipple in my mouth and begin gently sucking on it I hear a
sharp intake and a loud moan. I continue sucking on it, feeling it swell
between my lips. Increasing the suction more, I massage her nipple with
my tongue and then take it between my teeth very gently rolling it back
and forth. She lets out an even louder moan as her hands clench the bed
spread.
Stopping for a moment, I raise my head and ask "Christina does this feel
dirty to you?" She vigorously shakes her head saying no. Leaning over I
move on to her right nipple and lavish it with the same loving treatment.
She now letting out little mews every time I lick her nipple or gently
roll it between my teeth. After a few minutes I stop and continue my
journey down. Both nipples are standing upright, probably 1/4" high and
round, a flush spreading around her upper shoulders and breasts. I move
on down giving her more generous licks and wetter kisses. Tracing my
tongue along the edge of her rib cage, I can see her sucking in her
stomach with a sharp breath and a loud moan. Moving between her right
and left side I move down to her pelvic region. I stop a few inches above
her outer labia.
Slowly moving her legs apart and up and getting in between, I start by
giving the backs of her knees big wet kisses and licks. That produces
some big sighs. Positioning her feet back onto the bed so both her legs
are still apart and her knees are up, I start licking my way down the
insides of her thighs. Stealing a look a Tammy, I see her eyes are wide as
saucers, staring at Christina's reactions to everything. Getting down to
her labia, I give several good licks all the way around , without touching
them. Encouraged by her responses, I give her labia a big wet lick,
starting at the bottom and going up to her clit. As I'm doing that she
moans loudly, pushing herself against my tongue.
Next, taking the tip of my tongue, I spread her labia apart licking back
and forth. Shuddering and moaning some more she pushes herself against my
tongue. Exploring all the folds of her labia, I can smell her very stron
g, musky odor. Looking up I can her stomach muscles contracting back and
forth with her rapid breathing. Tammy's still saucer eyed and now leaning
forward concentrating on everything. Probing, I locate the area where he
r clit should be. Poking around some, I finally may contact, causing
Christina to suddenly arch her back up and fall back to the bed while
exclaiming "Ohhhh".
Stopping momentarily, I look up. Her chest is flushed, nipples standing
proud, very fast breathing, her hands clenching and unclenching against
the bed spread. Thinking to myself, she's not long from a memorable
experience, I return, slowly sliding my tongue as deep as I can between
her labia. She's whining, shoving herself against my tongue. I use my
tongue, rapidly sliding back and forth massaging the inside of her passage
with the rough top of my tongue. Her movements are becoming erratic, as
she nears her first oral orgasm. I continue moving my tongue back and
forth, pushing up and sucking hard where her clit is. All of a sudden she
arches her back, shoving herself against my tongue and clamping my head
between her legs as she orgasms.
Man, I hope she doesn't crack my head open, as I use my hands to push her
legs apart some. I continue slowly tonguing her as she slowly comes back
down. After a minute or two I lift my head up and ask "Christina tell Ta
my if you think that was dirty"
"Tammy, that was like, the most awesome experience. Jim wasn't lying. Its
AWESOME!"
I use my hands to rub all over her body, caressing her breasts, nipples,
thighs, and labia. Christina just lies back and enjoys it.
Tammy's Lesson
After a few minutes, I ask "Tammy are you ready to learn something
different"
I get a breathless "Oh yes. Please."
"Christina, please slide over a little" She does, turning, resting on her
elbow looking at me. I decided I would show Tammy what "69" is, after all
I desperately needed some relief. Motioning Tammy over, I explain some of
the details.
"The easiest thing is to do what you partner does, except when you get
down below"
I spread my legs apart and point out the different parts of male anatomy
and what feels good to a guy, explaining the importance of not biting
during periods sexual fervor. Continuing, I explain that the easiest
thing to do is to is imitate what your partner does, kissing, licking,
nipple sucking and so forth, until you get to the genitals. Initiating
things, I say "Lets start by kissing". We're on our knees as we come
together. I can feel her nipples against my chest, as we start kissing my
erection pressing hard against the warmth between her legs. After a few
moments, I experiment by pushing my tongue into her mouth. She opens her
lips a little as I trace the insides of her lips. I can feel her hot,
moist breath coming from her nostrils. Rubbing my hands around, I massage
her back. Being the good student she is, she does the same. After several
minutes I start by kissing her all over her face as I did with Christina,
stopping periodically to let her reciprocate.
Then I suggest we lay down face to face, but opposite from each other so
our feet are at either ends of the bed. That way we can both move down
the length of each others bodies at the same time. We are kissing each
others shoulders, licking and, once she figured it out, loving nips with
her lips. She gets to my nipple first. The feeling is absolutely
electric, my toes are curling. Arriving at her breasts, I'm very direct,
sucking in as much of her breast in as I can, licking her nipple. Feeling
her nails digging into my arm, I switch to her other breast. I feel the
explosion of her breath on my chest. We both move further down, licking
the edge of each others rib cage, flats of the stomach.
Getting down to Tammy's labia, I can see she is very excited. Both inner
and outer labia are very swollen, the inner ones extending almost 1/2"
outside of the outer. With a big lick, I hear a loud moan, and feel her
breath on my sack. Next I'm surprised and pleased by the unbelievable
feeling of her taking my entire scrotum in her mouth. My erection jerks
and nails dig into her legs as I enjoy the feeling. With the tip of my
tongue, I begin exploring all the detail of her labia. She moves and
start to lick my erection, the underside of my shaft and around the
corona. But she stops as I slide in my tongue and begin to rub the
insides of her vagina. Judging from her reactions she's ready for her
first oral orgasm. Luckily, Tammy isn't reciprocating, by sucking on me.
I'm thinking, thankfully I do not need to explain a of circle of teeth
marks around my penis at the emergency room. Holding Tammy's hips, I
continue my in/out movements. She's breathing very hard, nails digging
into my thighs. Her legs come together as she has her first oral
experience.
After a few moments, I desperately ask her to continue on me. I feel her
tongue on the sensitive underside, around the edge of my head. She takes
me into the mouth, maybe half in. The feeling is more than I can handle.
With my orgasm rushing forward I warn Tammy so she can take her mouth off
my erection. Just as she lifts up her head, the first rush comes hitting
her cheek. To my surprise and enjoyment she lowers her mouth to take
the rest. Looking down I can see her mouth over me, semen sliding out of
her mouth. After I've finished she looks up, licking up what was on her
lips, "That doesn't taste so bad"
I pull both the girls up to me, hugging them tightly, feeling their
warmth.
"So do you think oral sex is dirty?"
I get a giggling "Not!!" from both.
Reaching down, I pull up the comforter at the foot of the bed to cover us.
Laying back I relish in the sensations. The warmth, smells, the contact,
drifting off to sleep.
My Real Dream
I'm getting that unbelievable feeling in my groin. A hand rubbing,
massaging my erection. Opening my eyes I at first think I'm having
another erotic dream with some sweet young ladies. As I achieve
consciousness, I remember that it is no dream. The bed cover off of us,
I'm very erect and there is a gentle hand on it. Looking down I see Tammy
is asleep but I see Christina is looking at me. She scoots up a little
and explains softly in my ear that she did not have a chance to give me
oral sex, she would really like to try it. Nodding, I give my consent.
She starts much as I did with her.
I lay back, closing my eyes, feeling her lips on my forehead. I feel the
warmth of her breath and lips all over my face. Her tongue on the edge of my
ears and my lips has me wide awake. Feeling her tongue on my lips I
take it in and suck on it for a few moments. Her kisses and nips on my neck are
exquisite. With Tammy laying asleep on my right side, Christina moves lower.
As she licks down Christina starts to suck on my right nipple, my toes are
curling, After a few moments she moves to the left, which results in a small
moan escaping from between my clenched teeth. As she continues down I see
looking at me beneath her bangs, a big smile on her face.
She traces her tongue against the edge of my rib cage. Then moves to my
stomach and starts giving me big wet kisses as she works her way down to my
groin. Moving so she is positioned between my legs, Christina moves the
m up and apart. She starts licking down the insides of my thighs. My breath
is definately getting faster. Thinking to myself,. this might be her first
time, but she's a quick learner. She moves up and gives my shaft a big, wet
lick starting at the base and working up to the head. Sucking in a sharp
breath, I let out a small moan.
Softly, "How am I doing Jim?"
"Honey, you are awesome!"
Tammy stirs, waking up. Snuggled up in the crook of my arm she looks down at
Christina.
"Isn't this a neat thing Christina!"
Giving me another lick, Christina asks "Is there something else I can do?"
"Yes. You have to be gentle, but you can lick my sack and suck on it by taking
in in your mouth"
Doing so sends me into another realm, "Oh my god!"
She stops quickly, "Did I do something wrong?" looking concerned.
"No, you did something very right!"
She resumes, sucking and licking my sack. My heart is beating so hard and
fast, my erection is throbbing back and forth. Then she moves, slowly lowering
her mouth as far down my erection as she can. Slowly bobbing her
head up and down, I can feel her tongue on the underside of my shaft, feel her
full breast pressing against my thigh.
"I'm getting ready to come Christina."
Looking at me from below her bangs she continues her slow up and down movement.
The underside of my erection is becoming extremely sensitive, especially around
the head. Like a freight train I feel my orgasm moving through my body. When
my first ejaculation comes out she stops, keeping my erection in her mouth.
More spurts shoot into her warm sucking mouth and her cheeks begin to
pouch out slowly. But she is determined to take my entire load. Slowly, she
backs off my cock as her cheeks fill rapidly, making more room. After I
finish I can feel her tongue moving around, rubbing my head, very slick with
my semen. I'm so sensitive I arch my back moaning loudly as I grip the
bed spread. She lifts her head up, letting some semen slide down my shaft to
the base. She quickly tightens her lips, her mouth full and bulging with my cum.
She tilts her head back and shakes her hair from her face and continues to swill
the thick slime in her mouth. With half-lidded eyes, she opens her mouth so I can
watch her languish in my cum. Finally, three minutes later, she swallows the rich
life juice in three gulps. Licking her lips and again swallowing she pronounces,
"You're right Tammy, that doesn't taste so bad." She returns and licks around my
shaft and it's base, as I'm laying there basking the sensations. Then she returns
her mouth to the top and slowly engulfs me all the way to the base. My semi-hard
shaft easily slips into her throat. After sucking and nursing on me for another three
or four minutes, she tightens her lips and pulls her mouth up the shaft, gobbling
on it to drain the last few dollops of goo out. Smiling in ecstacy, she swallows it
down and grins sexily.
She returns up to the crook of my left arm snuggling up, "Thanks for showing us
such nice things Jim."
"Thank you ladies, now lets get some sleep. We've got to be up before Jamie
wakes up." Tammy reassures me, "Don't worry Jim, this is our little secret. We
wouldn't
ever want you to get in trouble. Thanks for being so nice to us."
Slowly drifting off to sleep, I think to myself, I don't think I'll be having
any erotic dreams tonight.
Or any other nights for a long, long time, I believe.