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Women recieving a Yoni massage Yoni massage is gaining attention as a powerful practice that supports women’s physical, emotional, and spiritual well-being. Rooted in ancient traditions, this form of massage focuses on the female genital area, promoting healing, relaxation, and self-awareness. Many women find that yoni massage helps them reconnect with their bodies, release stored tension, and embrace their sexuality in a healthy, nurturing way. This post explores how yoni massage can contribute to women’s empowerment and healing, offering practical insights and examples. What Is Yoni Massage? Yoni massage is a gentle, respectful technique that involves massaging the vulva and vaginal area to encourage relaxation and healing. The word "yoni" comes from Sanskrit and means "sacred space" or "source," reflecting the deep respect for the female body in this practice. Unlike conventional massages, yoni massage focuses on areas often overlooked or treated with discomfort due to societal taboos. The massage can be performed by a trained practitioner or practiced as self-care. It involves slow, mindful touch that helps release physical tension and emotional blockages. Many women report feeling more connected to their bodies and emotions after a session. Physical Benefits of Yoni Massage Yoni massage offers several physical benefits that contribute to overall health: Improved Circulation Gentle massage increases blood flow to the pelvic area, which can enhance tissue health and promote healing. Relief from Pelvic Pain Women experiencing discomfort from conditions like pelvic floor tension or menstrual cramps may find relief through targeted massage. Increased Sensitivity and Pleasure By tuning into the sensations of the yoni, women can develop a better understanding of their bodies and improve sexual pleasure. Support for Postpartum Recovery After childbirth, yoni massage can aid in healing and restoring pelvic muscles, helping women regain comfort and confidence. Emotional and Psychological Healing The benefits of yoni massage extend beyond the physical. Many women carry emotional pain, trauma, or shame related to their sexuality or body image. Yoni massage can help address these feelings by: Releasing Stored Emotions The pelvic area often holds tension linked to past experiences. Massage can help unlock these emotions, allowing for emotional release and healing. Building Self-Acceptance Mindful touch encourages women to appreciate their bodies as they are, fostering a positive relationship with their sexuality. Reducing Anxiety and Stress The relaxation induced by yoni massage lowers stress hormones, promoting calmness and mental clarity. Enhancing Intimacy and Connection Women who practice yoni massage often report feeling more open and connected in their intimate relationships. How Yoni Massage Supports Women’s Empowerment Empowerment comes from owning one’s body and experiences. Yoni massage supports this by: Encouraging Body Awareness Women learn to listen to their bodies, recognize needs, and respond with care. Promoting Sexual Autonomy Understanding one’s own pleasure and boundaries strengthens confidence in making choices about intimacy. Challenging Cultural Taboos Engaging in yoni massage openly helps break down shame and stigma around female sexuality. Fostering Mindfulness and Presence The practice invites women to be present with their sensations and emotions, building inner strength. Practical Tips for Exploring Yoni Massage If you are interested in trying yoni massage, here are some suggestions to get started safely and comfortably: Find a Qualified Practitioner Look for someone trained in this specific massage who respects your boundaries and creates a safe environment. Create a Comfortable Space Whether at home or in a session, ensure privacy, warmth, and relaxation. Use Natural Oils Choose gentle, natural oils like coconut or almond oil to enhance comfort. Communicate Clearly Express your comfort levels and any concerns before and during the massage. Practice Self-Massage If you prefer, start with gentle self-massage to explore your body at your own pace. Stories of Healing and Empowerment Many women share stories of transformation through yoni massage. For example, one woman described how the practice helped her overcome years of discomfort and shame after trauma. Through regular sessions, she regained trust in her body and experienced a new sense of freedom and joy. Another woman used yoni massage as part of her postpartum recovery. She found that it eased pain and helped her reconnect with her body after childbirth, boosting her confidence as a new mother. These examples show how yoni massage can be a valuable tool for healing and empowerment. Important Considerations While yoni massage offers many benefits, it is important to approach it with care: Consent and Comfort Are Key Never feel pressured to try anything that feels uncomfortable. Consult Healthcare Providers If you have medical conditions or concerns, speak with a healthcare professional before starting. Respect Your Own Pace Healing takes time. Allow yourself to explore this practice gradually. Seek Professional Guidance A trained practitioner can provide support and ensure the massage is done safely. Moving Forward with Yoni Massage Yoni massage is more than a physical practice; it is a path to deeper self-understanding and healing. By embracing this practice, women can reclaim their bodies, release emotional burdens, and build confidence in their sexuality. Whether used for relaxation, healing, or empowerment, yoni massage offers a unique way to nurture the sacred space within. If you are curious, consider exploring yoni massage with an open mind and heart. It may open new doors to wellness and self-love that you did not expect.

Before I even opened my eyes, I sensed she wasn't there, and once my eyes adjusted, it was confirmed. I might have pouted and cried right then if I hadn't heard the unmistakable sound of water. I knew it wasn't raining outside because my flat has windows, so it had to be the shower! Either Sally was in there, or I had a very self-conscious intruder. Feeling suddenly elated that she was still in the flat, I gathered my senses and stood up. I was still naked, feeling quite exposed with my long red hair tickling my bare lower back. I didn't have time to get dressed; I needed to confirm it was indeed the shower I was hearing. As I turned towards the door, my knee brushed against the neatly folded duvet on the edge of my bed. The cover was removed, and my bathrobe was missing. I was momentarily confused but decided to ignore it and left my bedroom. To get to the bathroom you have to walk through the kitchen. That was when I saw the washing machine was on and, sure enough, I saw the missing cover and a few other bits churning away in the water! How sweet is that? She is washing her own cum off my duvet, ever heard of a man doing that? Fuck no you haven’t! I noticed the clock said it was only 6pm so I had slept for less than two hours but I felt so refreshed. Unless that was just the excited little bad girl inside me giving me strength and urging me towards the closed bathroom door. I tiptoed up to the door and gently opened it, then poked my head around the door. It was very steamy in there and I could see just make out the outline of Sally as she showered. I suddenly felt a rush of excitement about her still being here, this really is for real! This would be like just the movies! I would sweep the curtain to one side and she would turn to me, smile and invite me in. With than in mind I stealthily reached up to it and quickly swept back the curtain and…. “HOLY FUCK FAYE! You scared the shit out of me!” Sally screeched. Fuck. “I’m sorry Sally,” I giggled at her. She was standing there armed with a bottle of shampoo in one hand and a scrunchy in the other. “It’s okay,” she laughed. I was more than a little relieved to see that she saw the funny side so quickly. “Sorry, I was just… eager,” I admitted. “When I woke up and you weren’t there I thought you might’ve…” “Gone?” Sally looked down at me. “Oh, no Faye I wouldn’t just go, especially not after what we’ve done together, okay?” “Okay,” I smiled and looked up. I was still amazed by her gorgeous body, and getting more than a little bit turned watching the water run all over her petite frame. Her skin looked so soft, the light shining on the water made it look like she was literally glowing. “Think there’s room for two in there?” “I think so,” Sally smiled and held her hand out to me, and I took it and stepped in. She positioned the shower between us and I pulled the curtain across; it was like being in a secret world where only the two of us existed. I finished closing the gap in the curtain and turned back to face her, as soon as I did she put her arms around my neck and pulled me under the shower and kissed me. She pulled me closer so our bodies meshed together with my right leg between her thighs. I felt her pussy rub against my thigh as we kissed, so I added a little pressure for her and raised me knee between her legs, keeping hold of her for balance. I could tell she was enjoying it this from the hard panting I could feel on my lips. It was an amazing moment of heat, touch and seclusion. We kissed and hugged, our bodies slid over each other and I felt her hands in my long hair while we danced in an erotic tangle. I thought she wanted to get off right now but she stopped herself and relaxed against me. Sally looked up at me and spoke softly, “I’m sorry I fell asleep, I couldn’t help it. I felt terrible when I woke up for being so selfish, what you did to me really opened my eyes, I've never felt that way with Steve and I really wanted to…return the favour but I…” “Hey, it’s okay babe. We have plenty of time for you to…pay me back.” I winked as I said it and my hands brushed over her wet bum. Sally moved the shower away from us with a more serious look on her face. “You mean… you’d want to do it again?” Sally asked cautiously. “Of course, didn’t you like it?” I asked, suddenly concerned at the change in mood. “Yes, yes I loved it, I mean… loved it; I just thought maybe it was a one-time deal.” She looked at her feet as she said it. “No, why would you think that it was a one off?” I asked feeling a little uneasy. “It’s just, I wondered if you’d done it because… I don’t know… maybe you felt a sorry for me,” she still looked down as if she was afraid to see the expression on my face. “To be honest, when you pulled open the curtain, a part of me thought you were going to tell me to leave!” “Sally! No! Of course not, how could you think that?” I said a little more harshly than I intended. “I don’t make people feel better by sleeping with them, what kind of person would that make me?” “Oh Faye, no I'm sorry, I didn’t mean it like that…” she looked up at me with a hint of panic in her voice. “Please stop, I'm sorry.” I regained my composure and looked at her; she looked so vulnerable hugging her boobs and shivering a little. I wanted to hold her but first I desperately needed to make her understand. I got hold of the showerhead and made the warm water flow over her shoulders to stop her shivering and I calmly spoke. “Sally, I didn’t make love to you just to make you feel better. I…” I looked right into her eyes. “I did it because I love you. I have desperately wanted you in this way and every other way for years. What happened earlier was a dream come true for me and, I am truly sorry about what’s happened to you but I can’t ignore my feelings for you and…” I trailed off unable to put words to it anymore. “Oh… Faye, I had no idea, come here,” she put her hands around my waist and pressed her warm body against mine. “I’m sorry, I’m so confused, but now know one thing.” “What is that?” I asked her, staring into her eyes. “I love you too,” as she said that, about 15 million butterflies in my stomach exploded. “Really,” I asked her. “You really do?” “I do, you’ve shown me a whole new side of me and I want to explore it more, and I want to do it with you… if that’s okay?” She looked so sincere and her hands locked around my back, it was a moment I would never forget. Unfortunately, I followed this perfect moment up with possibly the most pathetic sentence I have ever said. “So,” (prepare to cringe) “You… uh, you want to be my girlfriend?” (Yep, I was suddenly an 8 year old again!) “Yes,” Sally couldn’t help laughing as she watched my face contort in embarrassment. “Yes I want to be your girlfriend!” I smiled so wide my lips nearly ran out of mouth, and laughed like a maniac. Then regained my poise, more or less, and kissed her as if my life depended on it. In the back of my mind, I wondered what kind of things she wanted to explore. My sexual fantasies were on hold for now. I just hugged her close and enjoyed the most intimate moment of my life, up until then at least. Here is what you are thinking. A woman is married for eight years, and then her husband leaves her. Then, the following day she becomes a lesbian and declares her love for another woman. How that could be possible? It is unrealistic and almost too easy! I know this is what you are thinking because I was thinking the exact same thing. The love of my life suddenly becomes available and turns gay in the space of twenty-four hours? It was in the back of my mind even after she told me she loved me. How does a person change so dramatically? I desperately hoped this was not all some kind of rebound reflex. As we finished up in the shower and got dressed it continued to puzzle me, and my unease must have shown on my face because a little while later while we were sipping our cups of coffee on the sofa she turned to me with a concerned look on her face. “Faye… honey are you okay?” “Yea, yea I’m good,” I told her unconvincingly. “Are you sure? Since we talked and got out of the shower you’ve been awfully quiet, are you having second thoughts about this? Or about us being together like this?” She sounded worried. “No, of course not, this is a dream come true for me. It’s more than I ever could’ve hoped for,” I blurted out. “I guess that’s why I'm worried.” “Well, tell me what’s worrying you and we can talk about it,” she had her head cocked to the side with her damp hair framing her face, my god she’s beautiful. “I want too, but…” I searched for the right words. “I don’t want you to get angry, or push you away. But there’s this thing bothering me that won’t quite go away.” “Okay, look, just blurt it out and we’ll deal with it after you’ve said it. I promise I won’t get angry,” she spoke so softly. “But…” “Faye.” “Yea?” “Say it,” Sally insisted. “Okay, okay here it is,” I decided to take her advice and get it all out quickly. “I'm worried that this might all be some kind of rebound for you. You went from being with a man for eight years to now being a lesbian. It seems pretty unbelievable, if I was looking at this from the outside I’d say you can’t suddenly become a lesbian in the space of six hours and fall in love with a girl…” Sally didn’t reply right away, she sat and thought about it for what seemed like hours, her facial expression didn’t change until she eventually looked up at me. “When you say it like that I guess it does seem pretty… extreme…” She spoke thoughtfully and calmly. “To be honest Faye, I don’t know what I am. I have never really thought about women in a sexual way, but… I haven’t thought about anyone in a sexual way for a long time…” she paused for a moment, considering each thing carefully. “Not even Steve?” I asked. “Especially not Steve,” she said with what almost seemed like anger. “Are you sure you want to hear all this? It’ll take a while to explain, but it might show you that I am telling the truth when I say I love you and what to be with you, but…it means telling you something that will probably make you angry with me.” My heart had jumped all over the place while she was speaking, especially when she said the last part about wanting to be with me, I felt like this was an important moment for her. “Please, go ahead and tell me, whatever it is I won’t be angry,” I reached out and covered her hands with mine in her lap. “Faye,” she looked up. “We… I mean, I lied to you last night, I didn’t want to but Steve said it would be better to make up a story rather than tell the truth.” “What was the lie?” I asked while still holding her hand firmly. “The part where we said there’s something wrong with me, that I can’t conceive children. We have never been to a doctor about not being able to get pregnant,” she looked so embarrassed and let go of my hand. “I’m so sorry Faye.” “Hey,” I said softly, taking hold of her hand again and returning it to her lap. “It’s okay, I'm not angry, I'm just confused. If you wanted a baby, why couldn’t you do it, y’know, the old fashioned way?” “We haven’t had sex for over six years,” Sally revealed. I was astonished, “You haven’t had sex with him at all?” “No,” she paused and seemed to think about what she was saying very carefully. “We haven’t done anything sexual since he started his new job. He told me that he loved me, but he did not want to have that kind of marriage. He said there was no need to show that kind of physical love for each other because we are ‘soulmates’ and his love is so deep that it’s not necessary to…” “Are you fucking kidding me?” I interrupted her more harshly than I meant to. “What a load of shit!” “I know, I know,” Sally said shaking her head. “It’s so obvious now, he was going to New York doing who knows what and then when he came home he wanted to relax and not have that kind of pressure.” “I’ve never heard anything so selfish in my life,” I said shaking my own head in tandem with her. “It gets worse,” Sally closed her eyes and seemed to brace herself before speaking again. “He told me that I shouldn’t masturbate or have sexual feelings because it would be like cheating on him! Also, because I work with children, it would be inappropriate. So I put all those thoughts to the back of my mind and focused on work.” “I can’t believe this, what a cunt!” I almost shouted. “When I told him I wanted a child I thought he would, y’know, want to do it with me. Then he came up with this idea of a surrogate. Obviously he thought you’d say no and things would go back to normal, but when you said yes it forced him to reveal everything. So…here we are.” She shook her head again and looked up at me. “If you hadn’t been so sweet and said yes…” “I only said yes because I wanted to make you happy, do you really want a child?” I asked her softly. “No, not really, I just…” A tear fell down her cheek. “I just didn’t want to be alone all the time anymore.” “Oh sweetheart,” I threw my arms around her and hugged her tightly. “Well you’re not going to be alone, not anymore. You and I are going to do everything you have ever dreamed about and you can have as many sexual thoughts as you want…in fact, I insist on it! Men are only good for cock, and if they aren’t even going to give us that, you’re better off with a girl.” I felt her laugh a little, she had got the worst parts off her chest now and she seemed more at ease. “Yeah, I did miss having a bit a cock though!” She nearly screamed with laughter as she said it, and I was so shocked to hear her say it too so I couldn’t help laughing! “Oh my Miss Sally how dirty you are, you’re quite the naughtiest girl here aren’t you!” I playfully used a teacher-ish voice, which sent her off laughing again. We wiped her tears away and kept laughing until she seemed to get back to being in control. “So, you wanted to know why I was so desperate and so eagerly seducing you…I've got years of repressed fantasies and I want to do them all with you,” she smiled. “I don’t if I'm into women, but I do know I'm into you. So don’t worry, you’re not my rebound or a phase. You made me feel more alive than I've felt in a long time. So, are you convinced?” “Yes, honey I'm convinced, and I'm sorry that I made you go through all that, but I had to know. And now I do… and,” I smiled naughtily at her, “I might have a little surprise for you.” “It’s okay; I know you needed to hear it. What surprise is that?” She asked, squeezing my hand. “It’s a secret, and it’s in the bedroom,” I winked and put my hand right up her skirt and stroked her thigh. “Want to come and see?” I leant forward and kissed the tip of her nose. “Yeah… I’d love to, you’re such a bad girl,” she smiled. “Oh Miss Sally,” I grinned. “You’re damn right! Now, come and play with me.” I withdrew my hand from under her skirt and almost ran into the bedroom; I was so excited to give her my surprise gift. She was right behind me and just as I got into my room and turned around, she was on me! I fell back onto the bed and she jumped on after me and pinned me down. I looked up at her, with that sexy curly blonde hair hanging down, and pulled her down on top of me, covering her lips with mine. Our tongues thrashed together in a moment of pure lust, it was so exciting for me now, especially because I knew what I was about to give her! I pushed her off to the side of me and stood up and reached under my bed for my ‘special box.’ “Now,” I told her. “Look under my pillow.” She grinned and did as she was told; when she moved it aside she saw a blindfold. “Put it on and lay back,” I said smiling. “Why on earth do you have a blindfold?” she laughed. “For when I have a headache in the day and need to lay down and… anyway, do as your told missy!” I waved a finger at her. “Whatever you say,” she giggled again and laid back in the same position she had been in earlier when I’d eaten her delicious pussy! “You’re the boss” When she had put the blindfold on, I got to work. I quickly undressed and opened my special box that contained my sex toys. Soon after I had moved out, I’d gone wild with online sex stores. Now that I didn’t have to worry about my mum or dad knowing I bought them! I had vibrators, dildos, lubricant and the thing I was looking for… a strap on dildo. Sally had said she’d missed cock, so now I was going to give her what she had been missing! Realising it had been a long time for her; I took the bottle of lubricant too. A girl should be prepared after all! I strapped it around my hips and selected a little five-inch dildo attachment. I have multiple lengths to choose from and this would be big enough for her to start with, I’m not a sadist and I didn’t want to split her in half with one of the big boys! I approached the bed again and I couldn’t help smiling, Sally was lying flat on her back with her legs together. She was wearing the same outfit as when she first arrived, I should have told her to get undressed before she laid down really, but at least I’d have the fun of stripping her again. I climbed next to her as softly as possible but the sudden movement of the bed made her jump anyway. “I wondered if you’d run off,” Sally said smiling. I wasn’t fooled by her casual attitude though, I could tell she was nervous again, full of anticipation for what was to come, but also totally unprepared! I didn’t answer her right away; instead I leaned over and pressed my lips to hers. I teased her a little, running a fingertip over her bare arms and then the exposed skin between the hem of her t-shirt and waistband of her skirt. She was almost begging for it, but I didn’t hurry, as I played with her I noticed her legs becoming restless, she crossed them over, then uncrossed them, bent them until her feet were flat on the bed and back again. “I’m going to lift your top off honey,” I said as I pulled her to a sitting position. “But no peeking!” “Okay,” she said giddily. “Go ahead.” As I lifted her t-shirt up I ran my hand up in-between her breasts and I swear her heart felt like it was trying to hammer its way out of her chest! “Calm down babe,” I said softly as I laid her back down on the bed. “I’m going to take good care of you.” “I’ll try, I'm just a bit…well, I'm topless on a bed with a blindfold on while a girl is touching me. Normally at the weekend, I catch up on the soaps I’ve missed and do crossword puzzles! This isn’t an average day!” “Well when you put it that way I can see why you’re apprehensive, would you like to do a crossword instead?” I teased. “No, it’s okay, I’d rather find out what my surprise is.” We both giggled and I kissed her again, she seemed a little more relaxed now. After another peck on the lips, I moved further down the bed, dragging my fingertips over her body as I moved towards her feet. I lightly moved her knees apart and knelt between them, making sure the dangling cock didn’t touch her skin, I didn’t want to give away the surprise! I put one hand on each knee and pushed my palms ever-so slowly up her legs; up over her thighs and under her skirt, I kept pushing up and then realized something. “Hey, you bad girl, you aren’t wearing your panties!” I said with a laugh. “I know, they’re in the wash with the duvet,” she spoke like she was actually explaining herself after being told off! “When we were doing…what we were doing earlier on the sofa and then here, they got a little…damp!” “Ah I see, in that case I forgive you,” I laughed. “I don’t think you should wear underwear anyway from now on!” Sally just giggled girlishly at that and fell into silent heavy breaths again when I pushed her skirt up further and further until she felt the air of the room on her already damp pussy. “Mmmm you look so good babe,” I told her. “I think I might need to have a quick taste.” “Is this my surprise?” She asked in a husky tone, I was pushing her legs further apart as she spoke. “No babe, trust me, when it’s time for the surprise, you’ll know it,” with that I leant down and planted a soft kiss right on her pussy lips. “Oh god, I’d forgotten how good that felt earlier,” Sally spoke in between heavy breaths. I softly kissed up and down her pussy slit, relishing the soft skin on my lips. Her legs were spread as far as she could manage and I opened up her pink lips again. It had only been a couple of hours since I’d last revealed her hot pink centre, but it still took my breath away. I nuzzled between her thighs and licked her all over, I French-kissed her fuck hole, dipping my tongue inside. “Mmm you taste so good babe,” I told her between licks. “Do you want a taste?” I coated my fingers in her pussy juice and slipped them in and out of her slowly, I didn’t want to go wild and make her cum just yet, I wanted her right on the edge. “Oh god, mmm Faye, I don’t know, is that weird to taste myself?” She wiggled her hips a little and shuddered when I slipped my finger back inside. “No baby, it’s not weird, and you seemed to like it earlier when you licked it off my face,” I teased her. “I… know it’s just… I wasn’t sure if… oh god… if I should… or…” Sally struggled to talk properly but I knew what she meant. “Well,” I slipped in and out again, fingering her as I spoke. “From now on…” In… out… “We don’t worry about what we should do.” In… out… “All that matters is….” “Oh god,” she whimpered as I pushed deeper. “All that matters is what we want to do…” I was almost whispering, and even though I was not touching myself, I could feel my pussy getting more sensitive and my nipples getting stiffer by the second. I pulled my fingers out of her and massaged her clit with them. “Oh my…mmmm,” Sally’s face screwed up and her back arched as soon as I touched her there, she must be super sensitive now. “Do you understand? Now that we are together, we do whatever the fuck we want to so tell me baby, do you want to taste yourself on my fingers?” “I understand….mmm….yes, I do,” her mouth hung open after she spoke so I quickly pushed my fingers into her pussy one last time making her body shiver, then pulled out and put them between her open lips. “There you go.” The sheer naughtiness of watching the beautiful schoolteacher sucking her juice off my fingers drove my lust up another level. I leant over her body and kissed her again. We shared her taste for a moment then I moved back into position. It was time to stop teasing and give the girl what she craved! I knelt up and reached behind me for the bottle of lubricant, opened it, and squirted the liquid all over the fake cock. Her pussy looked lubricated enough so I positioned the tip right over her aching hole. “Sally,” my voice was husky and full of sexual angst. She had about lost her mind with lust at this point. The taste of her own juice in her mouth and my constant attention to her pussy had brought her about as close to the edge as she could get! I had one hand on the cock and I used the other to open her hole as wide as I could. “I love you baby,” I pushed my hips forward and penetrated her. Her mouth had opened as if to say something but she had frozen as soon as I had begun entering her, and the further I pushed in, the more she realized that this was not just a finger! “W…what…?” was all she managed as each centimetre slid in achingly slowly, and it wasn’t until my hips came closer to hers that she actually started breathing again and when she did breathe it was in ragged segments. It was hard going at first, even with all that lubrication I struggled to get it inside her. Bit by bit her pussy swallowed it up until at last my hips pressed into her. She suddenly sat up and her hands came up towards the blindfold but I caught them in time, I held one hand in each of mine and pushed her softly back down. “Ah, not yet babe,” I whispered into her ear. “Do you like it?” “Ahh Faye, what is it? It feels huge!” She let me push her arms up above her head and I held then there by the wrists. “It’s your little surprise baby, how does it feel?” I moved my hips around to let the cock move inside her. “You said you missed this.” “Oh…I do, I just wasn’t expecting this, I think I….mmmmm,” Sally sucked in a deep breath through her mouth. My forehead was up against hers and I moved her arms to her side and held them there. “Are you ready for me to fuck you baby?” I slowly withdrew the cock from her pussy. “Yes… yes…” “Say it,” I was almost fully out of her and the constant sliding motion against her already sensitive pussy lips made making her wriggle and moan, she wanted to move her hands but I held them firmly. “Say… say what?” she gasped. I put my lips right next to her ear, my hair falling over her face. “Tell me you want me to fuck you,” I almost growled. “Oh…mmmmmm,” she arched her head back as the tip of the cock brushed over her hole again. “Oh…Faye…I want you….want you to fuck me! I want you to fu…ohhhhhh!” Her voice trailed off into a whimper and then her mouth hung open in a silent scream because I had pushed my hips forward again and totally filled her up! I didn’t stop to let her catch her breath again though; instead, I pulled back and pushed into her again and again. She writhed and wriggled and each time I slammed into her, she opened her mouth. I tried kissing her as I built up a quick rhythm but I just ended up coating her lips in saliva, so I nuzzled her neck instead and licked and sucked at her soft flesh. I drove into her hard and fast and eventually I had to let her hands go so I could hold onto her shoulders to keep my balance. The sight of her sexy, cute tits bouncing was mesmeric and I found myself pushing more to try and keep them moving, like a warped kind of game. I settled into a slower rhythm so I could keep my balance easier, then I could let go of her shoulders and fondle her breasts, she took another noisy gulp of air when I grasped a hold of them, squeezing and kneading them like my life depended on it. “Oh god, oh fuck….oh….oh” Sally was losing control, her hips were bouncing off the bed to meet mine, I knew how to make her cum…I used her knees to balance I picked up the energy again, I was almost knelt up fully, looking down on her wriggling body. “Sally…oh baby…look at me, take that off and look,” I arched my back and pushed inside her again, and she scratched at the blindfold and roughly threw it to the side. She was momentarily blinded by the light and it took her a few blinks to see anything, but what she did see made her eyes bulge. Me, deep inside her, kneeling up with my long red hair loosely falling over my shoulders and breasts, which were bouncing up and down as much as her own were. She scrambled up to a half sitting position desperately wanting to see what was inside of her. I carried on fucking her while she clawed at the skirt she was still wearing, though it was bunched around her waist, it was obviously in her way and she couldn’t reach around the back to undo it so, in one of the hottest moments of my life. She grabbed a hold of it and with crazy, almost manic strength tore it from bottom to top! The light material gave way to her lust filled desperation without hardly slowing her down, then she dragged the remnants of the ruined clothing out from under her and tossed it away. Now with a good view of what it was, she stared transfixed by it as it filled then emptied her insides. My hips and thighs were burning with effort but I kept on pushing anyway, I was as turned on as she was right now and the same strength she had used to tear her skirt away from her seemed to be powering my body too. “Oh my god…Faye…” She looked up and me, her mouth lolled open. She looked so lost in lust I don’t know if she even saw me, I knew she needed to cum desperately now, and I knew what to do. I pushed her back down and pushed her thighs right back until her knees were close to her temples and full on assaulted her pussy, I rammed into her harder and faster than ever! “Oh…..ohhhh!” I do not know who was making more noise because we both sounded like animals, I fucked her hard and then used my free hand to toy with her clitoris, and that was the decisive factor! She almost wailed when I touched it, sitting up she showed her flexibility because her knees were almost behind her head…she screeched and bucked and tipped her head back again. “Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ohhhhhh….mmmmm….” Sally had the most intense orgasm I had ever seen; her juices shot out and drenched the strap-on cock and my lower stomach, which tipped me over the edge! I pulled out of Sally for the last time and hurriedly fumbled with the buckle of the strap-on. I un-strapped it and cast it aside to where the remnants of Sally’s skirt lay. Then I thrust my fingers inside my pussy, using one hand to fuck myself and my other to rub my clit; it did not take long for me to cum with both my hands working expertly on myself. “Holy fuck,” I screeched as I orgasmed right there while kneeling over Sally’s naked body, she had already somewhat recovered and was watching me intently. Just as I crashed over the edge she sat up and latched her mouth to my right breast and groped my left with her hand. “Oh fuck, babe.” It was Sally’s turn to feel my juices splash onto her stomach, mixing with her own sweetness. After a second of not being able to move, I looked down at her. She was looking up and smiling broadly at me; her arms snaked up my back and pulled me down onto the bed next to her and, after a few seconds of getting my hair out of the way, we kissed so deeply, lovingly and passionately, and yet it was soft and beautiful too. Our naked and spent bodies entwined together, we cradled each other and kissed. My hands ran over her naked back and hers did the same to me. I felt every part of her touching every part of me until eventually we both started to descend that mountain of lust we’d climbed together. Eventually we stopped kissing and just laid there, staring at each other like we were afraid to look away in case it was all a dream. My green eyes stared into her blue eyes until we began to drift. “By the way,” Sally broke the silence. “I love you too.” She kissed me again. “Good,” I loved hearing her say it. “Although, next time we do that, you’re getting the cock!” She laughed out loud again. “Now there’s something I never thought I’d hear you say!” I laughed with her. “Will you stay with me tonight?” “Sure, I haven’t got much choice. My skirt seems to be faulty.” “That was so fucking hot when you did that!” I told her. “Really?” She raised her eyebrows. “You like me tearing off my clothes?” “Well…yea! What’s not to like about that,” I laughed. “Okay, I’ll bear that in mind! I’ll stay with you tonight but I’ll be back at school Monday I’ll need to get my uniform before then.” “Wait,” I caught my breath. “You have a school uniform?” “Well, yea sort of. It’s just a long skirt and white shirt, sometimes I’ll wear a shorter skirt in the summer,” she told me. “How short?” I pushed on. “Why?” “Because…I just want to know,” I could see she was smiling at me so I knew she wasn’t annoyed at my questions. “It’s about…knee length,” she said. “Oh,” I mumbled. “You sound disappointed.” “I was hoping you’d have like a proper uniform, like the girls do, a white shirt…black shoes and a nice black or grey pleated skirt…the shorter the better,” I said with a wink. Sally threw her head back and laughed. “Ohhh I see, you want me dressed up like a school girl,” she still laughed. “Well…maybe, what’s wrong with that? I’d have lots of fun dressing you up, although I’d probably send you to school in a tiny tight shirt, little white ankle socks and a nice mini skirt, without any underwear too,” I added. Outlining my fantasies to her was making me feel slightly horny again, even though my body was too tired to do anything other than lay here. “Oh, I see, basically you want me to dress like a slut?” “Oh…wait, there’s nothing wrong with how you dress now I…” “Faye, relax, its okay. I know you aren’t being nasty or anything, to be honest, after years of hiding behind frumpy clothes and knee length skirts and massive coats, I kind of like the idea of it! I used to think about going out in more daring clothes, showing off my figure a little, the ideas I used to have excited me. I used to imagine…uh, never mind.” She suddenly stopped. “Hey, no way you can stop there after that set-up! Anyway, I thought you weren’t allowed sexual thoughts,” I said playfully. “I know, I actually told Steve I wanted to be more daring but he said it wouldn’t be appropriate in case one of my students saw me in public! I teach kids who are between five and seven years old and the school do not have any children over eleven years old. It’s only a primary school, most of the kids have never had a sexual thought about anything in their lives!” “Yea,” I said calmly, she was getting a little wound up and I wanted to ease the mood again. “He just didn’t want you attracting any men, little did he know you’d come here and attract me!” That made her laugh but I could tell she was thinking. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to get that testy,” she said while returning her hand to my shoulder and stroking it. “Do you remember what I said? It doesn’t matter what we should do, all that matters is…” I nodded my head to her. “…what we want to do.” She finished. “So, from now on, we do anything we want, if you want to dress like a nine year old school girl and I want to dress in my mini skirt and fishnets and then go fuck each other on the bus, we’ll do it! Agreed?” “Agreed! Also…you’re crazy!” She hugged me close; we were both losing our battle against fatigue now. “I know, but I’m crazy about you, so that’s okay,” I smiled and kissed her. “I love you.” “I love you too baby, you look so tired!” She reached and pulled the duvet up over us, still without its new cover on, and as she did that I grabbed a towel and cleaned us both up. It was dark outside and we both felt sleepy. After we’d sorted ourselves out we only slept for about an hour, it was about 10pm by then so we had something to eat and watched a girly movie with some more wine. We sorted the bed out so it was nice and comfortable with a fresh sheet and a new duvet cover on (I fucking love fresh bedding) I gave her a t-shirt to wear and we both went to bed a little later, entwining our bodies like earlier on, except in a more sleepy way. I fell asleep in her arms for the first proper time and so began our lives together. Hard to believe it all happened so quickly, I knew there would be more experiences to share with each other, but for now, simply sharing life together was enough for me. Goodnight.

Understanding what people search for online can reveal a lot about trends, preferences, and interests. When it comes to adult content, the variety of searches is vast, but some categories consistently attract more attention and votes than others. This post explores the top 20 most voted porn searches, showing their vote percentages to give a clear picture of what viewers find most appealing. Whether you are curious about popular trends or want to understand the dynamics of adult content consumption, this list offers valuable insights. How Votes Reflect Popularity in Porn Searches Votes on adult content platforms often indicate how much viewers appreciate or seek out certain types of content. These votes can come from likes, thumbs-up, or star ratings, and they help rank searches by popularity. Vote percentages show the share of total votes each search category receives, highlighting the most favored themes. 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Popularity of Female-Focused Content : Lesbian and MILF categories rank high, highlighting strong interest in female-centric content. Immersive Experiences : POV videos are popular because they offer a first-person perspective, making the experience more engaging. How This Data Can Help Viewers and Creators For viewers, knowing the most voted searches can guide exploration and discovery of new content that aligns with popular trends. It can also help identify categories that might suit personal preferences. Content creators can use this information to tailor their productions to audience demand. Focusing on popular categories or blending niches can increase engagement and satisfaction. Ethical Considerations and Responsible Viewing While exploring adult content, it is important to prioritize ethical consumption. This means choosing content that respects performers’ rights, consent, and well-being. 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Anniversaries mark special milestones in relationships, but sometimes the usual dinner and movie routine can feel predictable. Adding a touch of intimacy and excitement can deepen your connection and create lasting memories. If you want to celebrate your anniversary with a spark of romance and closeness, this guide offers creative and thoughtful ideas to inspire your special day. Intimate Anniversary Ideas Create a Sensual Atmosphere at Home Transforming your home into a romantic retreat can set the perfect tone for an intimate anniversary. Focus on the senses to build anticipation and comfort. Lighting: Use dim lights or candles to create a soft, warm glow. Fairy lights or lanterns add a magical touch. Scent: Choose essential oils or scented candles with calming and sensual aromas like lavender, vanilla, or sandalwood. Music: Prepare a playlist with songs that hold meaning for your relationship or soothing instrumental tracks. 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The Officer's Proposal-A purely romantic tale During my relationship with Courtney, we never had any threesomes. I was perfectly ok with that because she was the only one I wanted to be with. She hadn't had sex with a girl since we became exclusive, she told me that she didn't have any desire to be with a girl at that point. Our relationship grew so much stronger as time passed, I planned on proposing to her. I had purchased a ring and was now trying to come up with proposal ideas. I struggled because I didn't want it to be just any other proposal. I wanted it to be original. Different. But first, I needed to get their blessings. I wanted them to be ok with me marrying their daughter. So one day I was on patrol and I figured what better time to ask them for permission to ask for her hand in marriage. I knew she was going to be working so she wasn't going to be there. I had called her mom and asked her if I could stop by, and to please have her brothers there. I told her that I had something I wanted to talk to them about. So a couple of hours before my briefing, I stopped by their place. I walked in and I could tell that her mom knew. She was had this ridiculously big smile. I sat down in her couch and her brothers were sitting there too. My moms and her dad were all there too, so I could just do it all at one time. "How are you two doing?" Her mom asked. "Oh god, we are doing really really good." I replied. "So what's up?" She asked with a knowing smile. "Shit, I don't even know where to start." I said. "Why are you so nervous?" Her dad asked. "I have no idea." I said as I laughed. "Just relax and tell us what's on your mind." Her mom said. "Ok. After Janine died I never thought in a million years that I would ever love someone like I love Courtney. It's amazing to me how I happen to be in love with her little sister. There are no words that I can use to express to you all of how much I love her. She is my world and my life. She has brought me so much happiness that, I just don't know. I guess what I am trying to say here is that I want to marry her. That being said, I would like to ask you for your permission to make her my wife." I said as I looked at the floor from sheer nervousness. I looked up and her mom, and mine were all crying. They stood up and hugged me as her brothers stood up. They gave me a hug also and her dad shook my hand. Her mom sat me down and looked into my eyes. "I think I speak for all of us when I say that if we say no, we would be the dumbest people alive. You did so much for her Adam. You transformed her in a very good way. You have shown us that you love her as much as you say. It's very obvious, and it's obvious that she loves you just as much. We have not worried about her once since you two met. I personally think that you are absolutely perfect for her. So yes Adam. You have our permission to marry our daughter." She said as she cried from happiness. "Thank you." I said as I smiled brightly. "Welcome to the family." Her brothers both said as they hugged me. We all sat around and talked for several minutes and we started to talk about how the hell I was going to propose to her. I showed them the ring I had gotten her and planned to put on her finger. It was one that she had gravitated to. She loved that ring so much, and when she first tried it on, she was like a little girl. She was so excited and she would just look at her ring then me. I knew right then that that was the ring I was going to get for her. We then started talking about the wedding itself. After a while I went to work and for the next few weeks, I worked a lot. It kind of sucked because I didn't get to see my Courtney that much. She was so amazing to me during that time, and I noticed that she wasn't working as much anymore. She and I spent as much time together as we could and she would meet me at restaurants to have lunch with me while I was patrolling. Now if I was serving warrants or dealing with other stuff with the swat team, we couldn't meet up. I wish you could see how she kept looking at me. I melted and my love for her grew deeper and deeper. Finally after coming up with an idea, I was ready to propose to her. She was working the night before I planned to propose to her, so I went to her work to see her. I didn't see her at first and what she planned for me was the last thing I expected. What I didn't know was that she had talked to both of my moms recently and asked them if she could marry me. After several minutes I noticed that every girl in that place had surrounded the main stage. I was astonished to see my moms there. They all sat with me and there was a huge crowd there. After a little longer, the announcer introduced her to the crowd. I was shocked to see her dressed in a very very nice dress. She looked absolutely amazing. There was no music and she had a mic in her hand. She walked out and stood at the front of the stage. "Adam, can you come up here please?" She asked. As I approached her, I noticed that she had tears in her eyes. She flashed the most beautiful smile and she looked like she was absolutely glowing. All of the dancers and cocktail waitresses were all there all crying already. She sat me in a chair that was facing the stage. "Ok guys, I have to personally thank everyone here for your love and support. I never thought that I would actually like my job as much as I do. But, something even greater came into my life a little over three years ago, and it's something that I would never change for anything, and when you find something like this, you have to hold on to it. So I have to announce that tonight is my last night here. I want to spend the rest of my life supporting a very amazing man." She said as everyone cheered. I was shocked. I didn't see that coming at all. She had talked about quitting many times, but never eluded to when. She also knew that I would support her with anything she wanted to do. After the crowd got quiet, she sat on the edge of the stage and looked at me. "Adam, three years ago you and I both lost someone we loved. Never did I think that, that would be the one thing that would bring us together. I have never been this happy before. I have to thank you for everything you have done for me. I love you baby. I love you so much that I want to scream it out so everyone knows how much I love you. All I want is to be with you. You're all I need in my life. You are everything I needed. The thing is, I still need you. I can't imagine my life with out you in any way. I guess what I am trying to say is this." She got down on both of her knees, on the stage and looked deeply into my eyes. "Adam, will you please make me the happiest woman in the world by becoming my loving husband?" She asked. I was absolutely stunned! This was the very last thing that I ever expected. I wanted to propose to her myself, but the fact that she proposed to me instead, spoke volumes about the love she had for me. I just stood up and walked to her. I can't even begin to describe to you what I was feeling at that moment. It was thee most amazing feeling I had ever experienced. It far surpasses how I felt about Janine. She had tears streaming down her face as I approached her. I placed my hands on both sides of her face and kissed her softly. "Yes, I would love to make you my wife, all I need is you." I said as she sat up and wrapped her arms around my neck. She and I kissed and as we did, we didn't realize that everyone has broken out in celebration. Next thing I knew was my mom tapped me on my shoulder. I turned to her and she had the ring with her. I took it and took my Courtneys hand. "I bought this for you mainly because I planned to propose to you tomorrow." I said as I took her hand. "I know you were, your mom told me after I already asked her if I could ask you to marry me. I had to beat you to the punch." She said as I slipped the ring on her finger. "That's the one I really wanted too baby!" She said excitedly. "I know." I said. "I didn't even tell you that this was the one I wanted." She said as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "You didn't have to baby. I already knew." I said. "God I love you." She said. "I love you too." I said just before we kissed again. We must have been missing for quite a while because I didn't even notice that most if not all of my coworkers were all there. Once we broke the kiss, I looked around and noticed everyone of them were crowded around us cheering, well the ones who weren't on duty anyway. A lot of my fellow swat officers were there also, but what got me was that the sheriff himself was there also. We all celebrated our engagement. The woman of my dreams was now my fiancé. I was so happy that I felt as though I was floating. I had to pinch myself a few times just to make sure I wasn't dreaming. It was than that I had realized that the entire place had been reserved specifically for this. The only people in this entire club was me, my new fiancé and all of our friends and family. I didn't realize how many people were in that place into they all came up and congratulated us. All of the other dancers were all over the place and a lot of them were crying because they were so happy for us. That night Courtney and I left together as everyone celebrated. We got home and we made love all night long. As the time passed we decided to get married sooner than later. We figured that since we already knew each other as well as we did, and that we had been together for the last two and a half years, that there was no need to wait. We still wanted our wedding to be perfect so we didn't want to rush it either. So we went ahead snd set a date for less than a year. We started making all of the plans and did so without a wedding planner. Of course our moms helped out a hell of a lot. She was amazing with it all. We wanted it to be during the fall time and if possible, outside. We wanted to show all of the leaves changing in our pictures. It was a huge undertaking and it was starting to stress her out. I did everything I could do to help her, and that was helping to relieve some of her stress. I started by taking some of the responsibilities on and taking care of a lot of the stuff. I started to look for venues so she wouldn't have to. I also worked on the catering, the invitations and many other things. She and I designed everything and then I took them to the people that make the invites. We went on taste tests to figure out what we wanted for our wedding dinner. I spent as much time as I could to make damn sure that she didn't have to carry all of the burden. As far as the venue, I had the worst time finding a place. Either they were all booked, or they had some other reason that they couldn't do it. That all changed when I was dispatched along with several other units to a dispute at a very high end hotel. It was a lake front hotel and oh my god it was so beautiful! When we got there we ended up tazing some guy that came at us with a knife. We ended up taking four people to jail that night. As I looked around in this court yard I couldn't believe how gorgeous that spot was. I just took it all in as fast as I could. Courtney was the very first person I though of. I got the chills and knew that this has to be the place. Once I got done reviewing the video footage I spoke with the manager in person. "Before I leave is it ok if I ask you something?" I asked. "Sure." She said. "I'm engaged to be married and I was wondering if you guys do weddings here?" I asked. "First of all, congratulations, second of all, yes we do. And if you're interested we would be happy to host yours." She said. "Can we do it out there?" I asked. "You can do it wherever you want." She said. "Can I have your card? I would like to bring my fiancé out her to show her this." I said. "Yes you can. So how long have you been engaged?" She asked. "It'll be six months next week." I said with a huge smile. "Wow, you really lit up didn't you." She asked. "Yeah I always do when I think of her." I said. "I tell you what, if you bring her out here and show her this place and she says yes, I'll give you two a huge discount. In fact when you get off of work call my cell." She said. "Thank you. I'll be calling you." I said. "Good." She said. I left and had to go to the county jail and book those people in. After that the rest of my shift was hazy. I was so excited about what I had just found. Just as soon as my shift ended I went straight home and walked into the house. I didn't even take any of my equipment or uniform off I was so excited. I went to our room and there she was, looking like an angel as she slept. I didn't want to wake her, but I was too excited about what I found. I sat on the bed and and kissed her face gently. She woke up and smiled at me. "Hey babe." She said as she stretched up and hugged me. "Hey beautiful, how did you sleep?" I asked. "Good I guess. I'm still a little stressed about the wedding." She said. "I know baby, this may help you a little. I think I found a place." I said. "Really? Where?" She asked as she perked up. "Do you know that really nice resort on the lake?" I asked. "Yeah." She replied. "There. I had a call there last night and it was in this absolutely beautiful little area. I thought of you when I saw it." I said. "That might be expensive as hell though." She said. "That's the thing, I spoke with the manager. She said that she'll give us a big discount." I said. "Can we go see it today?" She asked. "Let me call her and and find out." I replied. "Well let me get up and get dressed." She said just before I kissed her. She got up and I geared down. I called the manager of the resort and she agreed to meet us there later that afternoon. We called our moms and they met us at our house. We all piled into my moms SUV and headed out to the resort. Once there we walked in and met the manager in the lobby. She took us around the place to show us where the bride and groom rooms were and everything. She showed is where the reception would be. I looked at Courtney and she had the really cute look on her face as we walked through. She then walked us to the court area looking over the lake. It was so damn beautiful. I felt my Courtney grab my arm. I looked down and she was looking up at me with the look in her eyes she had when she saw the ring she had on. "It's perfect." She said. "Do you like it?" I asked. "I love it!" She replied. Even our moms were amazed at how gorgeous that place was. We walked around for a little bit before we were taken to the kitchen. We found out that they could do everything right there. we went into the managers office to go over the money side of it. With catering, music, the reception, the food and everything, it was going to be very expensive! But with the discount we were able to get thee most expensive package they had, and paid for the lowest package they had. We signed a contract and paid a deposit to hold it. Here is the best part, November 10th was actually open! It was open all damn day! So we got to pick the times and have it all day if we wanted. We already knew that this was it. This was where we were going to get married. There was no doubt about that. We spent the rest of the day going over the menus and drinks. We basically planned our wedding all in one day. All we needed to do was get the invites out and get everything else rolling. We left that place and she was no longer stressed. We had most of the list completed. As we headed home we stopped and ate lunch. After that we went home and started planning our wedding party. She had already picked her maid of honor out and I already had chosen my best man. Later that week we went back and did our taste tests and everything. After another long period of planning, wedding rehearsals and everything it was finally time to get married to her. I was so excited. I was in no way nervous about it at all. As I dressed in my tux, her dad came in and hugged me. Her brothers were in the line and so were some of my fellow deputies. It was so amazing to see how many people were there. We did our photo sessions and then it was finally time. The timing couldn't have been more perfect. All of the leaves were all bright vibrant colors and the lake was so still that everything reflected off of it like a mirror. I stood up at the alter and watched as our nieces and nephews all walked down the isle together. Then the music changed and then our little flower girls walked down the isle as they threw flower pedals in the isle. Just as soon as both lines were standing with me at the altar, the music changed again. I couldn't help but tear up like crazy when I watched my bride appear. Oh my god beautiful doesn't even cover it. She had a long very elegant white wedding gown on. Her hair looked so beautiful. She was glowing and I watched as her father walked her down the isle. She was absolutely glowing like I have never seen her good before. She looked almost angelic, I can't even explain it. You just had to be there. As she got closer I watched her look into my eyes and start crying. Once she was six feet away from me, they stopped. "Who gives this bride away?" The minister asked. "It is with great honor that her mother and I give our daughter to this great man." Her dad said. I walked up to my bride and took her hand. "Oh my god you look so beautiful baby." I whispered. "Thank you. We're finally going to get married." She said. "Yes we are." I said. She turned to her father and hugged him. She then took my hand and we walked to the altar. She and I were both crying as we took our places and looked at the minister who smiled at us. We faced each other and he started to speak. I had no idea what he said. I was way too lost in my Courtneys eyes. I have seen her happy, but I have never look so happy since we started to actually date. Finally it was time to say our vows and we had both written our own. "Ladies and gentlemen, the bride and groom have decided to write their own vows today. We will now let them make their vows known to each other." The minister said before he tapped me on my shoulder and stepped back. I took both of her hands and looked deeply into her eyes. I took her rings and held her hand and slid her ring onto her finger. I held onto it as I looked into her eyes. "Courtney, I don't even know where to begin with you. There are absolutely no words that I can use to explain how I feel about you. You are the reason that I wake up every day. You have been thee biggest blessing to me that I could ever have. I know that my career choice has been hard for you to deal with at times. The thing is that you have never turned your back on me. You've been there for me during my darkest hours, and you have been the support that I needed at times. I know that at the end of everyday, that you will always have my back. You have loved me more than I can ever imagine. For that I can't thank you enough. So from this day on, I vow to you and make a promise to always be here for you. I promise to be loyal, to honor you, to love you, to be the man that you so richly deserve. No matter what curve ball life throws at us, I vow to be loyal and be your rock. I vow to love you and show you how much I appreciate everything you have done for me for the rest of our lives together, so help me god. I love you, and I couldn't be happier than I am right now as I stand here with you. It is with this ring that I wed you my love." I said as she all but sobbed. After a minute or so of silence the minister looked at us. "And now for the bride." He said as her niece handed her my ring. "God I can't stop crying." She said. "Oh Adam, you really have no clue as to how happy you make me. No other person was able to do for me what you did. I was in the darkest times of my life. You were the light at the end of a very long and miserable tunnel. I can't explain how I felt when I first saw you that first day at the pool. I felt as though I had hope for the first time since my sister died. The love and support you have shown me since we started dating, proved to me that men like you really do exist. It proved to me that life wasn't as bad as I thought it was. You changed my life in so many ways that I just sit back and wonder how I let myself get so out of control. You have been my refuge. My refuge from sorrow and pain. I can't even begin to thank you for what you have done for me, and being the rock that I needed. So I stand her in front of God and everyone else and vow to you that I will spend the rest of my life thanking you. I vow that I will honor, love, and cherish you. I vow to be your support through everything, both good and bad. I vow to you that I will be loyal to you in every way. I love you so much Adam. I never knew love like this even existed. If I had to give anyone, it would be simple. Love like this is very rare. And when you find it, you hold onto it tightly and never let it get away. I vow to you today that I will spend the rest of our lives together, making sure that I make you happy, so I can keep holding onto you, so help me god, so it is with this ring that I wed you. I give myself to you fully." She said as she cried. "Courtney, Adam, it is with great pleasure that I now pronounce you husband and wife. Adam, you may now kiss your bride." The minister said. She held her finger up and turned around. Just then her maid of honor turned around and grabbed a stool for Courtney. Everyone laughed as she placed it in front of me and climbed onto the stool. I leaned down and pressed my lips against her gently. We started to kiss very softly, sliding our tongues into each other's mouths. Everyone out there were cheering really loud. After a minute or so of us kissing we broke apart and faced the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, I please let me introduce you all to Mr. And Mrs. Adam Kaleakini!" The minister said making the crowd even louder. We started walking down the isle. We had another series of photo sessions before I walked her to her dressing room. I kissed her so softly and felt her body weaken. I broke the kiss and she had this huge gorgeous smile on her face. "We are now married." I said. "I know, isn't that awesome?" She asked. "God I love you." I said as I pulled her to me. We kissed for several minutes before separating. We went to our reception and it was amazing. I took her to Hawaii for our honeymoon and she was able to meet all of my hawaiian Ohana. That was a very amazing two weeks that we shared. During our time there, she got two more tattoos from my cousin. The same one who did all of my tattoos. One was just like the band I had on my arm telling the story of her sister, and the other was the one of her legacy if you will. She had it all done the traditional way like I did. I held her hand the entire time as she did it. That was one of the most beautiful moments that we shared second to our wedding. Fast forward to present day. Our love continues to grow day by day. She gave birth to our gorgeous little girl. She had my hair and her eyes. I didn't think it was possible to fall even farther in love with her, but boy was I wrong. Seeing her become an amazing amazing mother just made me fall deeper in love with her. We named our daughter after her auntie, Janine Lynn. Courtney continued to be the best support I could ever ask for. She is now one of the few paramedics in our small town. I love running into her when we work. We both work the same shift at times, but not all of the time. It works perfectly with our lives, but more importantly, our daughters life. We have designated one day a week for family time, and I have a date night with my wife once a week as well. Despite everything I had been through, my beautiful Courtney and my daughter Janine have made my life far more precious than I ever though it would be. I love my life, I can't really explain it too much more. My cousin doesn't live with us anymore, mainly because she found the love of her life. Her name is Jessica. They live together now, but always spend a lot of time with Janine. They spoil her rotten, which is ok by me. It gives me and my wife a lot of quality time together. As of now, Courtney is pregnant with our second child. She still glows, and she is still the most beautiful woman I have ever met. I know that Janine wanted this to happen. I not only know that we had her blessings just from feeling it from her, but also because Courtney finally let me read that pink book that she was given. So in essence, we were led to the pool that day we met. It was all by design and it worked out how we all hoped it would. Things happen in life, both good and bad. There are lessons that are to be learned. This is how we become wise. This is where our limits are tested in life. When bad things happen in life, one had one of two choices to make. Either they can let it eat at them and destroy them, or they can stand up and use it as a lesson in life. Yeah we all have problems and none of us are perfect, and we all make dumb decisions. It's not what happens to us that should define who we are. What should help to define us, is how we use those moments as learning tools. Look, I know it's much easier said than done, I really do I know, my wife and I have been there. We are both much wiser and have gained a lot of knowledge as a result. Like I said, good things happen, but bad things happen as well, such is life. It's how we handle the bad situations that help us grow as individuals. If you fall down, stand back up, dust yourself off and push forward. It will be hard at times, but trust me, it will always be worth it in the end. Just ask my wife Courtney. She is a perfect example of someone who pushed hard to get to where she is today. I am so damn proud of her that it's not even funny. And the best part is that I get to be with her and my kids for the rest of my life. How much better could it get?

Creating better content through photography or videography is a skill anyone can develop. Whether you are just starting or looking to refine your craft, improving your shooting techniques will help you capture more engaging and professional-looking images and videos. This guide shares practical tips and clear examples to help you move from amateur to expert in shooting content. Understand Your Equipment Knowing how to use your camera or smartphone is the foundation of better shooting. Spend time learning the settings and features available to you. Explore manual mode : Automatic settings are convenient but limit control. Manual mode lets you adjust shutter speed, aperture, and ISO to suit different lighting and motion conditions. Use the right lens : Different lenses create different effects. A wide-angle lens captures more of the scene, while a telephoto lens zooms in on distant subjects. Stabilize your shots : Use a tripod or steady surface to avoid blurry images, especially in low light or when shooting video. For example, if you want sharp photos of a moving subject, increase shutter speed to freeze motion. If shooting in dim light, open the aperture wider or raise ISO, but be mindful of noise. Master Composition Techniques Composition shapes how viewers experience your content. Good composition draws attention to the subject and creates visual interest. Rule of thirds : Imagine your frame divided into a 3x3 grid. Place key elements along these lines or their intersections to create balance. Leading lines : Use natural lines like roads, fences, or shadows to guide the viewer’s eye toward the subject. Framing : Use objects like windows, branches, or doorways to frame your subject and add depth. Negative space : Leave empty space around your subject to emphasize it and create a clean look. Try shooting the same scene from different angles and distances to find the most compelling composition. For instance, a low-angle shot can make a subject appear more powerful, while a close-up highlights details. Control Lighting for Impact Lighting can make or break your content. Learning to work with natural and artificial light improves the mood and clarity of your shots. Use natural light : Early morning and late afternoon provide soft, warm light known as the golden hour. Avoid harsh midday sun that creates strong shadows. Diffuse harsh light : Use a white cloth, reflector, or shade to soften direct sunlight. Experiment with backlighting : Position the light source behind your subject to create silhouettes or glowing edges. Add fill light : Use a reflector or additional light source to brighten shadows and balance exposure. For example, when shooting portraits outdoors, position your subject so the sun lights their face evenly or use a reflector to bounce light back onto shaded areas. Improve Focus and Sharpness Sharp focus is essential for professional-looking content. Blurry images often result from camera shake or incorrect focus settings. Use autofocus wisely : Most cameras have multiple autofocus modes. Single-point autofocus lets you focus precisely on your subject. Manual focus for tricky shots : In low light or macro photography, manual focus gives you more control. Keep steady : Hold your camera firmly, brace your elbows, or use a tripod to reduce shake. Check your results : Zoom in on your shots to verify focus before moving on. For example, when photographing wildlife, use continuous autofocus to track moving animals, ensuring they stay sharp. Plan Your Shots and Story Shooting great amateur content often starts with a plan. Think about what story or message you want to convey and how your shots support it. Create a shot list : Outline the key images or scenes you want to capture. Scout locations : Visit your shooting spots ahead of time to find the best angles and lighting. Consider timing : Plan shoots around the best light or when your subject is most active. Tell a story : Arrange your shots to build a narrative or highlight important details. For example, if shooting a cooking video, plan close-ups of ingredients, wide shots of the kitchen, and step-by-step actions to guide viewers clearly. Edit Thoughtfully to Enhance Content Post-processing can improve your content but should not fix fundamental shooting mistakes. Use editing to enhance colors, crop for better composition, and correct exposure. Adjust brightness and contrast to make images pop. Crop to remove distractions and focus on the subject. Use filters sparingly to maintain natural looks. Edit videos for smooth transitions and clear audio. For instance, a slight increase in contrast and saturation can make landscape photos more vibrant without looking artificial. Practice Consistently and Learn from Feedback Improvement comes with practice and reflection. Shoot regularly and review your work critically. Experiment with different styles and subjects to find what you enjoy and excel at. Seek feedback from friends, online communities, or mentors. Analyze your favorite photographers’ work to understand what makes their shots effective. Keep a portfolio to track your progress over time. Shooting Amateur Content By practicing consistently, you develop an eye for detail and a better understanding of what works.

Many men wonder about the average penis size and how their own size compares. This question often carries a lot of curiosity, anxiety, and sometimes misinformation. Understanding what research actually says can help clear up myths and provide a realistic perspective. This post explores the facts behind average penis size, what studies reveal, and why size matters less than many believe. What Does Research Say About Average Penis Size? Scientific studies on penis size have been conducted worldwide, involving thousands of men. These studies use standardized methods to measure length and girth, usually when the penis is erect. The most comprehensive review was published in the British Journal of Urology International (BJUI) in 2015, which analyzed data from over 15,000 men. Average Length The average erect penis length is about 13.12 cm (5.16 inches) . Flaccid length averages around 9.16 cm (3.61 inches) . There is natural variation, with most men falling between 10 cm (3.9 inches) and 16 cm (6.3 inches) when erect. Average Girth The average erect girth (circumference) is approximately 11.66 cm (4.59 inches) . Flaccid girth averages about 9.31 cm (3.66 inches) . These numbers come from direct measurements rather than self-reports, which tend to be less reliable due to bias or measurement errors. Why Size Varies So Much Penis size varies due to genetics, hormonal factors during development, and overall health. Just like height or shoe size, there is a wide range of normal sizes. Some factors influencing size include: Genetics: Family traits play a major role. Hormones: Testosterone levels during puberty affect growth. Age: Size can slightly decrease with age due to tissue changes. Health conditions: Certain medical issues can impact size or function. Understanding this variation helps reduce unnecessary worry about being "too small" or "too large." Common Myths About Penis Size Many myths surround penis size, often fueled by media, pornography, or cultural beliefs. Here are some common misconceptions: Myth: Size correlates with masculinity or sexual performance. Research shows that sexual satisfaction depends more on communication, intimacy, and technique than size. Myth: Larger size means better pleasure for partners. Partner satisfaction depends on many factors, including emotional connection and sexual skills. Myth: Penis size can be permanently increased with pills or devices. Most advertised products lack scientific proof and can be unsafe. Dispelling these myths helps men focus on realistic expectations and healthy attitudes. How Penis Size Affects Confidence and Relationships Concerns about size can impact self-esteem and relationships. Men who worry about their size may feel anxious or avoid intimacy. Open communication with partners and understanding that size is only one part of sexual health can improve confidence. Tips to Build Confidence Focus on overall sexual health and pleasure. Communicate openly with partners about desires and concerns. Avoid comparing yourself to unrealistic images or stories. Seek professional advice if anxiety affects your life. Measuring Penis Size Correctly If you want to measure your penis size, accuracy matters. Here is a simple guide: Measure when fully erect. Use a rigid ruler or measuring tape. For length, measure from the pubic bone at the base to the tip of the glans on the top side. For girth, wrap the tape around the thickest part of the shaft. Take multiple measurements for consistency. Avoid self-measuring when flaccid, as size can vary greatly. When to See a Doctor In some cases, concerns about size may relate to medical conditions such as micropenis or Peyronie's disease. If you experience pain, curvature, or significant size changes, consult a healthcare professional. They can provide diagnosis and treatment options. Why Size Is Not the Whole Story Sexual satisfaction and intimacy depend on many factors beyond size: Emotional connection and trust Communication and understanding Physical health and stamina Sexual techniques and creativity Focusing on these areas leads to more fulfilling experiences than worrying about measurements.

The year I turned twenty-three didn’t start out very well at all. First off, I lost my job, and the reason they gave me was that I just wasn’t performing well enough. That kind of thing is always hard to take. Then, to round things off completely, my girlfriend dumped me. She told me that losing my job was the last straw, and she was sick of playing second fiddle to my inferiority complex, even though I never knew I had one, until she told me about it. I still think she was exaggerating. So, there I was, with no job, no girlfriend, and a giant hole where my ego should have been. Ironically, it was my now ex -girlfriend’s mother who helped me out. She worked part-time as a receptionist for a local doctor, who had a few elderly patients at a nursing home, not far from my place, and she put in a word for me with the director of nursing, and the next thing I knew, I got a call from the admin clerk at the nursing home. She told me if I wanted to come for an interview, they might have a job for me. Naturally, I went down there the very next day. The job they offered me was as an assistant in nursing, basically the lowest rung on the ladder in the nursing field, and requiring only on-the-job training, but I needed a job, so I signed on. The admin clerk told me I was to start on the following Monday. I turned up as directed, and my first day on the job was an orientation day. I found that this particular place had a buddy nursing system, where the nurses were assigned permanent partners, and they worked the same shifts together, five days a week. I also found that there were only two other men working in the place. One was a middle-aged male nurse who did permanent night shift, and the other was the gardener/handyman. Most of the women who worked there were at least a few years older than me, and I was told my partner’s name was Lauren, but she was off sick that day, so I didn’t get to meet her straight away. Apart from telling me her name, no one told me anything about her. The next day, I started my shift, and I was introduced to Lauren, my new partner. Lauren looked to me to be about my mother’s age, but in all honesty, she was a lot better looking, a proper milf. She wasn’t very tall, about five feet five or so, with fair skin, blue-grey eyes, and light brown hair that she wore in a bun at the back. However, there was no getting away from it- she had a total hourglass figure, and her breasts were, quite frankly, large. They weren’t massive, and they were still in proportion to the rest of her, but they were large, full and rounded in shape, and it seemed that gravity had been kind to them over the years, because they were high and proud on her, although perhaps she just wore a good quality bra, for all I knew. For a woman her age, Lauren seemed pretty well-preserved, and her light brown hair had only a few touches of grey that I could see, and even then you had to be up close to spot them. Her face was pretty smooth, with just a few fine lines around her eyes, and once again, if you got close enough, there was the odd broken capillary, but all in all, my first impression of Lauren was that, although she was no raving beauty, she was a woman who gave middle age a good name. Over the next few days, working eight-hour shifts together, I felt I was getting to know Lauren really well. We worked side by side the whole time, just like all the other nurses and their partners, and since many of the patients suffered from dementia and had nothing much to say, it was almost like being alone together for most of the day, except for our coffee and meal breaks. So, we talked and talked, about all manner of subjects. I found Lauren to be a very interesting person to talk to, because apart from my parents, I didn’t have much contact with people her age, so her perspectives were all new to me. I didn’t see her as hot, or even sexy, although I thought she looked pretty good for an older woman, but over the first few weeks, I began to notice that she was always perfectly groomed, her eyebrows were plucked, and she wore just a touch of makeup to work, just enough to accentuate her features. Lauren’s uniform was always immaculate when she came to work. She seemed to have a preened, stylish look about her, even though she was only dressed in her uniform, and I recall about the third week I worked with her, as we made our way around the wards, I thought to myself, When I’m in my fifties, I’d like to have a wife who looks as good as that. During the first few weeks or so, I learned Lauren’s life story, as we walked around the wards, doing our work together, and talking the hours away. Naturally, she didn’t just sit down one day and say, “This is my life story,” but there would be a story here, an anecdote there, or she would give her opinion on something, and relate it to some of her life experience, and eventually, I learned Lauren’s story. Lauren had been born in England, and emigrated to Australia with her family when she was nine. Her mother had sent her to deportment classes as a young teenager, and this had led to her doing some modelling in her late teens and early twenties. I was surprised to hear this, because I had always thought models were tall and thin, but when I mentioned that, Lauren told me that, even in the 70’s, there was a demand for girls with what she described as “womanly” figures like hers, especially for swimwear modelling. I started to see Lauren in a slightly different light after that. At the age of twenty, Lauren met her first husband, and married him a year later. She gave birth to her first son at twenty-four, and then had another son three years later, but at thirty-one, she divorced her husband, because he had become controlling and abusive, and their marriage had fallen apart. She had brought her two sons up as a single mother for the next ten ears, and at the age of forty-one, she had married her second husband, whose name was Dougie. It appears Dougie had always been fond of a few beers, but in recent years his drinking had gotten worse, and his behaviour more erratic, to the point where he had already lost one job due to drinking, and was now working as a removalist. Lauren told me she still loved the man she married, and was trying to hold the marriage together for his sake, but I got the impression things were not altogether happy at home. I also got the impression that the booze was turning old Dougie into a bit of a dud in the sack department, although of course, Lauren didn’t just sit down and tell me this, but it was just a few things she said here and there. In the place where I was working, the female nursing assistant’s uniform consisted of a pair of dark blue slacks, with a lighter blue blouse that was worn out over the slacks. It was cut conservatively around the collar, to preserve modesty, with all the bending and lifting that nurses do, but it was also shaped slightly, with darts underneath the bustline. On Lauren, the shaping of the blouse tended to emphasise her full, rounded breasts. One day, early in the piece, Lauren and I were getting an elderly man with dementia ready for his lunch, and he was a big guy, who was resisting our efforts to sit him up, because he could not understand what we were doing. We were both bent across the bed on opposite sides, lifting and straining, and for a brief moment, Lauren’s blouse fell open at the collar, and I realised I could see her full, creamy, rounded breasts, encased in a conservative white lace bra. I looked away immediately, but I had seen enough to learn that Lauren’s breasts had weathered the years pretty well, with no stretchmarks that I could see in that brief moment they were on display. Then, a moment or two later, as she bent forward again, I took a quick second glance, and once again, they looked to be in pretty good shape. I don’t know if Lauren had seen me looking, but after we had positioned old Mr Earnshaw in his bed, she stepped away, and turned her back as she adjusted her clothing again. I felt a brief flush of shame, in case she knew I looked, but then as she stood with her back to me, I couldn’t help noticing that her bottom was still pretty tidy for a woman her age. It was nice and rounded, without any sag that I could see, and as I looked at her panty line, I found myself wondering what sort of knickers she was wearing. Then, it occurred to me, I’m looking at a woman old enough to be my mother, and undressing her with my eyes. If Lauren had noticed me looking down her blouse, she never mentioned it, but I began to wonder just how old she actually was after that. Naturally, I couldn’t just ask her, even though we were discussing all sorts of subjects during work hours, but about a week after that, she came to work on an afternoon shift, with an old valise. “I was doing some spring cleaning on the weekend,” she told me, “and I found this in one of my cupboards. I thought you might be interested.” She pulled a few things out of the valise, including an old passport, and some photographs. She told me the passport was one she had been issued about a year after she was married, when she and her first husband had gone overseas, and she said, “This is what I looked like when I was your age,” as she showed me the passport photo. I looked at her date of birth in the passport, and I saw that it would have made her fifty-one years old, just one year younger than my mother. The picture showed her at about twenty-two, and she was no raving beauty, but she had a pretty face, and a lot of style about her. It was the sort of pretty face that would make a man look twice, and want to get to know her better. “What else have you got in there?” I asked, looking at the valise. “Some stuff from my modelling days,” Lauren answered, as she pulled out some glossy photos, and magazine clippings. I wasn’t sure why Lauren wanted to show me what she looked like when she was young, but I was kind of keen to see more of her, after I saw her old passport photo. The fashions were very seventies, with short skirts, platform soles, and cheesecloth blouses, but the pictures showed that Lauren was a real looker back then. Even so, there was no getting away from it; I could see that she always had big boobs. There were a couple of swimsuit shots, one in a peacock blue satin bikini, and one in a pink one-piece, and her cleavage was nothing short of spectacular, especially in the bikini shot. “You had a good figure,” I said, understating the obvious, but I was thinking, You were totally fuckable back then , while I checked out her tits, as they were all those years ago, and let my eyes stray to the outline of her pussy in those blue bikini pants. “Well, all good things come to an end,” Lauren said, looking down at herself. I wasn’t sure if I should say anything, but the truth was, apart from a little thickening around the middle, she still had a pretty good figure for a fifty-one year old, and the thought crossed my mind that if boozy old Dougie wasn’t giving that body some loving attention on a regular basis, then something was seriously wrong with him. Lauren had kept herself looking good long after a lot of women had given up, and if my suspicions were correct about her marital life, then it was all being wasted on a drunk. Just then, the shift supervisor came into the room, and asked to speak to Lauren, so she left me at the table with her valise. I saw an old magazine in there, so I took it out and found it was a late 1970’s edition of Gateway magazine, which was a kind of weekly variety mag that they stopped publishing a few years back. They always used to have a picture of a girl in a bikini on the front cover, and then a few more pics of her inside on page four, and there on the cover was Lauren, in that blue satin bikini. The picture was taken from down low, so you couldn’t see much of her cleavage, but just the same, there was no ignoring those full, round, grabbable tits, and the angle of the sunlight was emphasising the outline of her pubic mound, underneath her blue bikini bottom. The picture was sexy, but in a playful way. On the bottom right hand corner of the front cover, the caption said, “ This week, our Gateway photographer catches up with 19 year old Lauren MacIntosh at Cronulla Beach – more pictures on page 4 ,” so I opened the old magazine for a look. There were six pictures on page four, in various poses, mostly pretty tame, but in one shot, she was on all fours, in that blue bikini, shot from behind, and looking back at the camera with a playful, inviting smile. She could just as easily have been playing leapfrog, and even though it was a long way from being pornographic, the message was there, Yes, we could do it like this, and I think I’d like it . The thought crossed my mind, She was nineteen years old then, and probably had a boyfriend. I wonder if she’d ever done it in that position . My train of thought was interrupted by Lauren’s voice, saying, “That was a long time ago,” and I looked up to see her looking over my right shoulder, at the magazine. I was looking at pictures of a sexy girl in a bikini, shot before I was even born, but I realised my cock was half hard. Maybe it was because I hadn’t been with a girl since about a week before my girlfriend left me, but I looked up at Lauren, and said, “I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but you’ve actually kept your figure pretty well.” I said it with a smile, in a casual kind of way, so she wouldn’t think I was some young perve with a mother complex, but she just smiled, and said, “Well, that’s a nice compliment.” Then, she turned to place her empty coffee cup in the sink, and I was a little surprised to hear her say, in a softer voice, “It’s a pity it doesn’t get that much appreciation at home.” I took a breath to speak, but then I decided it probably wasn’t appropriate to explore that particular conversational opening. I worked in that nursing home for a little over a year, and in that time I got to think of Lauren as a friend, even though she was over twice my age. We worked side-by-side, five days a week for the whole time, except for her annual leave, and we told each other all sorts of things about ourselves. Now and again, she would tell me about the latest stupid thing Dougie had done, as his boozing got worse, but at the same time, she would tell me how she was trying to keep their marriage together, because deep down, he was still the same guy she married. I was only 23 years old myself, but even then, I knew it was a lost cause, but I didn’t tell her that. I would just listen, and offer a sympathetic ear, because I really wasn’t qualified to give marital advice. During my time at the nursing home, I realised where my calling was in life, so towards the end of the year, I applied to be trained as a registered nurse, and in time I was accepted. I had to give up my job to start my training, and to my surprise, the girls all got together to arrange a farewell for me at a local tavern. This was a bit of a tradition there, when someone left or moved on, so it wasn’t just me getting special treatment, but we decided to meet at the tavern on the Friday evening after my last shift at the nursing home. On Monday morning, with four days left to go, I met Lauren at the start of our shift, but she was not her usual self. After an hour or so, I asked her if everything was okay. “It’s Dougie,” she said, shaking her head, “He came home drunk on Saturday night, and fell on the coffee table, and broke it.” She sighed, and went on, “Then, he got up and stumbled, and fell through the china cabinet. He’s lucky he didn’t hurt himself, but the place was a mess, everything broken like that.” “Oh, no,” said, not really knowing what to say, and not really offering much. “I waited till he was sober to talk about it, the next morning,” Lauren said, sitting down on a chair next to an empty bed in the ward, “and I told him it was either the booze or me. He had to make a choice.” “So, what’d he say?” I asked. “He left,” Lauren said, her face crumpling, “He left to go and stay at his brother’s place at Bathurst,” she started to cry, “ and his brother’s nothing but a drunk himself. It’s like Dougie chose the booze over me.” She started to sob, and I took a tissue from a dispenser on the wall, and handed it to her. Lauren wiped her eyes, and after she composed herself, we continued on with our work, but I couldn’t help thinking, This Dougie is a loser! Over the next few days, as we worked through our days together, Lauren would occasionally get teary, or she would fall silent and brood about her problems at home, and I would try to do what I could to comfort her. I wanted to say, “Fuck Dougie. You’re better off without him,” but I didn’t think that was what she wanted to hear. On Friday, my final day at the nursing home, Lauren and I finished our last shift together, and I said, “You coming tonight?” I thought, with her problems at home, she night not feel like socialising, but she smiled and said, “Just try and keep me away.” Then, her face got more serious, and she said, “Simon, I know you’ve got your future to think about, but I’ll be sorry to see you go.” “I won’t be far away,” I said, smiling back, “I’ll come and see you.” Although I had come to see Lauren as a friend, I thought she had just said that to be nice, but she added, “I’ll be really sorry to see you go. You’ve been a real friend to me, especially this last week, with Dougie leaving and everything, and me crying on your shoulder all the time. You’ve been really understanding.” “That’s what friends are for,” I answered, hoping she didn’t get all teary on me again. That night, I arrived at the tavern as planned, and found most of the other nurses already there. Most of them had their husbands or boyfriends with them, as well. We adjourned to a bar on the upper floor, with a balcony overlooking the street, and I noticed Lauren sitting and talking to a couple of other nurses. She was wearing a white blouse with short sleeves, and a caramel coloured skirt that was about mid-length, with no stockings, and I could see that she had a pretty good pair of legs. Her blouse showed some of her impressive cleavage, and until then, I had never seen her in anything but her nurse’s uniform at work. She had her hair down, rather than in the bun she kept it in at work, and with her hair out, she looked a little younger, but not in a mutton-dressed-as-lamb sort of way. She looked smart, attractive and stylish, and I noticed a couple of guys checking her out as she stood up and walked across the room towards me. “You made it,” she said, with a smile. “Yeah,” I answered, “here I am.” The girls started off the evening by giving me a gift, and a big greeting card, wishing me all the best for the future, with signed messages from each of the girls, written inside it. There were the usual “Good Luck” messages, and a few smart remarks, like “Hands off the young nurses,” but the message from Lauren said, simply, “Good Luck, Simon, you deserve it. You are one of nature’s gentlemen”. I had a couple of beers, and spoke to a few of the other girls for a while, and about an hour after we started, I looked around and noticed Lauren was missing. I looked out on the balcony, and I saw her in the dark, looking over the railing at the street below, so I walked out and said, flippantly, “Don’t jump. It’s not worth it.” Lauren turned her head, and smiled, and said, “Things aren’t that bad yet.” She turned to face me, and I saw she had a glass of white wine in her hand. She took a sip, and set her glass down on the railing. “Thanks for the kind words today,” she added. “Glad to help,” I said, “I just hope things work out.” “I think it’s over,” Lauren said, looking down at the ground, “I think Dougie’s a lost cause.” “He’s the one whose losing out,” I said, and Lauren looked up at me, “Look at you,” I said, gesturing towards her with my arms, “Any guy who’d rather spend his life pouring booze down his throat than be with someone like you needs his head examined.” “You’re sweet,” Lauren said, and she moved forward and kissed me gently on the left cheek. It wasn’t a sexual kiss, it was a kiss of affection, but I could feel the warmth from her body, and I could smell her light, sexy, stylish perfume, and I felt a little wave of excitement. I found myself almost wishing it was a sexual kiss. Then, after Lauren had kissed my cheek, she held her face close to mine, with an odd look in her eyes. I felt for a moment that she was about to kiss me on the lips, and I thought, I must be reading this wrong. Surely she’s not going to kiss me like that. Then, after that brief moment, Lauren took a breath, and said, “Simon, I think we better go inside and join the others, before I do something I might regret.” She picked up her drink, and we walked back towards the door that led inside. As we walked side by side, Lauren rested her hand on the small of my back for a few steps, until we got to the doorway, but she took it away as we walked back in. We rejoined the others, and someone said, “Don’t you two see enough of each other at work?” and there was a ripple of laughter, and a few murmurs of conversation, and I heard another voice say something about being “joined at the hip.” Lauren and I separated, and we started talking to some of the other people. In time, the evening ended, and gradually the other girls started to leave, until there were only Lauren, myself, and two other nurses left. After they had hugged me, and wished me luck, they also left, so finally, there was just Lauren and me in the bar. Neither of us spoke for a moment, and Lauren looked at me and said, “I don’t live far from here. Would you like to come home with me for some coffee? It’s only a short walk.” I had taken a taxi to the tavern, in case I had a few too many beers to drive home, but I hadn’t had much to drink at all, anyway, so I said, “Why not? I’m sure I’ll be in good hands.” “Come on,” Lauren said, smiling, as she took my right arm, and we headed for the door. It was only a ten-minute walk to her place, and we walked along in the dark, talking about the evening we had just had, and some of the gossip we had heard at work over the last few days. I was enjoying the conversation, and we had a couple of laughs along the way. Now and again, as we walked under a street light, I would steal a glance at Lauren’s cleavage, or if the breeze was right, I would catch the scent of her sexy perfume, so light, but still so alluring, and I would feel that little ripple of excitement going through me. We walked into Lauren’s yard, and headed toward the front door, and when we reached it, she put the key in the lock and turned to me, swallowed, and said, “You know, Simon, I may never see you again after tonight, so I may as well say this,” she paused, dropping her gaze, there in the half light from the street, “Sometimes, you make me wish I was thirty years younger.” She looked up, biting her lip, as though she was unsure if she had said too much. Now it was my turn to swallow. I put my hands on her shoulders, and I said, “Remember those pictures of you on the beach? In the blue bikini? “ She nodded, and smiled, remembering. “I think I’d like to have known you back then,” I said, and she looked up, making eye contact, “but I didn't.” I shrugged, and paused, not knowing if I should go on, “But, the two of us are here now, and, ” I paused again, trying to get the words right, and settling for, “I, umm, like what I see, and if you, ahhh,” stumbling over the words, clearing my throat, “feel the same, you know…… “ I ran out of words, and I felt like I had overstepped the mark by saying that much anyway, but Lauren rescued me from my awkwardness, taking my arm again, as she opened the door, and saying, “Come on, lets go in, and have some coffee.” She had a smile on her face, but a kind of far away look in her eyes. Lauren’s house was as neat as a pin inside, except for the space where the coffee table should have been in the lounge room, and the broken door on the china cabinet, and she turned, to me, spread her arms, and said, “This is my house.” She gestured towards the lounge room, and said, “Make yourself at home,” as she hung her handbag on a doorknob, and added, “I’ll put the coffee on.” I followed Lauren out to the kitchen, and she turned to me and said, “Instant? Or, percolated?” “Percolated would be nice,” I said, smiling back at her as I stood in the kitchen doorway, leaning against the woodwork, “That’ll give me an excuse to stay longer.” ‘You don’t need an excuse,” Lauren smiled back, “I don’t think either of us has to be anywhere right now.” I walked over to where Lauren was filling her percolator with water at the sink, watching her as she added the coffee, and then plugged it in. I could see her cleavage, and the way her caramel coloured skirt followed the shape of her thighs, and once again I could smell her sweet, light perfume, stronger in the confines of the kitchen. For a moment, I could almost imagine how it would feel to take hold of her, and hold her against me. I felt like I wanted to do just that. I felt like I had been given something of an invitation at the front door, but I was unsure of making any moves, in case I had misread the situation, and she ended up kicking me out of her house, for coming on to her when she was just being nice to me. Lauren switched on her percolator, and continued looking at it, as she said, thoughtfully, “There, that’ll take about fifteen minutes.” She seemed to take a deep breath, and sigh, and she glanced sideways at me, and then back down, like she was about to say or do something, but had changed her mind. After a second or two of staring at the percolator, she said, “And, in the meantime,” and she turned to me, and said, “I’m going to do this.” She stepped forward, put a hand on each side of my chin, and kissed me on the mouth. This was no gentle kiss of affection, like she had given me on the balcony at the tavern. It was a sweet, soft, and sexy kiss, that took me by surprise at first, but she held it long enough for me to put my arms on her shoulders and hold her, taking control, and only letting her break the kiss when I was ready. Our faces were still close enough for me to feel her warm breath as she spoke. “The way you kissed back,” Lauren said, in a voice that was almost a whisper, “Are you telling me my age doesn’t mean as much as I thought it did?” I just shook my head, and kissed her sweet mouth again. This time, her mouth was a little more open, and there was more tongue action between us, and we started to kiss hungrily, and to explore each other’s mouths. I moved my arms down around Lauren’s waist, holding her tight, feeling the excitement rise up inside me. After a minute or two of hot, sexy kissing, we broke for air, and Lauren said, “Would you like to come for a walk?” “Where to?” I asked, totally puzzled by the question. “Down to my room, silly” Lauren said, gently, still holding me close, “unless you plan on ravaging me here on the kitchen bench.” “Who’s ravaging who here?” I asked, smiling at her, “You made the first move.” “Well, somebody had to do something ,” Lauren smiled back, “The suspense was killing me.” She kissed me on the mouth again, and I felt myself getting even more excited as her tongue gently worked its way into my mouth. “Are you coming with me?” she asked, when she broke the kiss. “You’re very persuasive,” I said, as Lauren switched off the percolator, and started to walk backwards towards the door, still holding me around the waist. She let go of me, and we began to walk down the corridor to her bedroom at the front of the house. Neither of us spoke until we were halfway to her bedroom door. Lauren turned quickly, and held me to her, saying, “I just can’t wait to do this again,” and kissed me hot and hard on the mouth, right there in the corridor. This was a sexy, hot, exciting kiss, and it hardly seemed possible that a woman my mother’s age could be so passionate. Lauren’s kiss literally took my breath away, as this stylish, nicely-spoken, middle-aged woman pushed me against the wall in her house, and pressed her lips hard against mine. The smell of her breath, and the taste of her mouth, just made me want her even more, and I put my right hand behind her head, pressing her mouth to mine, as she pressed me against the wall. We stayed like that for a moment or two, kissing hard, fuelling each other’s desire, then Lauren relaxed her grip on me, and with a sexy but ironic smile, she said, “How very unladylike of me.” We both snickered, and she became more serious, but still held me close to herself. “It’s just that, all I’ve got from Dougie for a long time is a quick, drunken fumble, twice a month if I’m lucky. I haven’t felt so wanted for years.” She smiled again, this time mischievously, and said, “So, you can’t really blame me for getting carried away.” “I might fumble, but I’ll take my time over it, if that’s any help,” I said, smiling back. “Something tells me I’m in good hands,” Lauren said, and she took her right hand away from me, and with her left hand on my back, gently ushered me towards her bedroom door. As walked into her room, I reached for the light switch, but Lauren put her hand over mine and said, “I think it might be best if we leave the light off,” she said, looking away as she said it, and then she turned to me and said, “It’s just that, if you see me naked,” she paused, sighed, and continued, “you mightn’t be so excited.” She looked down at the floor, and I reached over with my right hand, and gently undid the first two buttons of her white blouse. “You’ve got a beautiful body, Lauren,” I said, looking down briefly at the exposed part of her creamy breasts, then meeting her gaze again as she looked back up, “I mean that. If you’re gonna take me to bed, I think you should let me look at you. A body like yours deserves to be appreciated.“ Lauren still didn’t look totally convinced, so I whispered, “Lets just leave the bedside light on.” We walked up beside Lauren’s queen size bed, and she flicked on her bedside light. She turned to me and held me again, and I kissed her mouth, tasting and enjoying, and then I said, “If it’s okay with you, I’d like to take my time over this.” I wanted Lauren badly, I wanted to explore her curvaceous body, to kiss her, fondle her, ravish her, and to satisfy my lust with her, but as urgently as I wanted to make love to Lauren, I still wanted to savour her. Lauren put her hands around my waist, linking them at the back, resting her pelvis against me, and said, “A girl appreciates it when a man takes his time,” then she smiled her ironic, mischievous smile again, and with a little tilt of her head, added, “Are you going to undress me, or do I have to do it myself?” I put my hands on Lauren’s shoulders, and gently pushed back, so she lost her balance, and fell back onto her bed. She gave me a playful little smile as she realised what I was doing, just as she started to fall back. She landed on her back on the right side of her bed, with her legs hanging over the side. Her blouse and skirt were pulled tight around her from the way she had landed, emphasising her curvy shape, and I felt a hot wave of excitement passing through me at the sight. She sat up, keeping eye contact, and without speaking, patted the bed beside herself. I sat next to Lauren, on her right side, and still without speaking, she moved in and kissed me again. This time, her kiss was soft and incredibly sensual, as she gently tilted her head, with our mouths joined, and her tongue working its way into mine, just enough to heighten the excitement. We had kissed all the way from the kitchen, but somehow this one kiss was more exciting, more sensual, than before. After holding the kiss for several deliciously exciting moments, Lauren drew back, and took my right hand in hers. She gently placed my fingers on the third button of her blouse, under the two I had already undone, and said, “I think I interrupted you in the middle of something.” I unbuttoned her blouse entirely, and gently untucked it from her skirt, then pulled it open, exposing her breasts, in their white lace bra. Lauren’s breasts were breathtaking, and I had to swallow before I spoke. “I’m sure I’m not the first person to tell you this,” said, softly, “but they’re beautiful.” Lauren didn’t reply, but she looked down at her own breasts, then back up at me. These were not the perky, perfect tits of a nineteen year old, they were ripe, full, womanly breasts, that, as beautiful as they were to look at, had also nourished two babies in their time, and somehow, that knowledge made me even more excited. I used my right hand to, very gently, caress the exposed part of Lauren’s right breast, and she leaned forward and gave me another soft and sensual kiss, and then she began to remove her blouse. She took off her blouse, and placed it on the pillow beside her, on her left. Lauren still had not spoken since she invited me to unbutton her blouse. “When I kissed you in the kitchen,” she started, “I thought, if we went to bed, it’d be under the covers, with the light off, so you couldn’t see my wrinkles and saggy bits.” I smiled, and said, “I haven’t see too many wrinkles, Lauren.” “So, here I am, letting you undress me with the light on,” Lauren continued, “You’re making me feel so sexy and desirable. No-one’s made me feel that way for a long time.” “You are sexy and desirable,” I said, as I brushed the hair away from her forehead, and kissed her there, “and judging by those pictures you showed me, you’ve been like that all your life.” I gently touched Lauren’s left nipple through her bra, with my right thumb and forefinger, and I felt it harden slightly. “That’s nice,” she whispered. I was about to reach around and unclip her bra, but I changed my mind and said, “I’ll get back to that, but right now, I’d like to see if your bum is really as good as it looks in your work uniform.” “I never knew you were looking,” Lauren smiled, and then added, “but you’ll have to take my skirt off to have a look, won’t you?” She stood up, and with her back to me, looking back over her right shoulder, she said, “There’s a zip at the back.” Lauren’s caramel coloured skirt showed the sexy curve of her hips, and followed the shape of her bottom and thighs, before flaring slightly towards the hemline, and the view from behind was pretty impressive, even before I took it off. I reached over and pulled her zipper down, and Lauren stepped out of her skirt, and placed it on the pillow with her blouse. She turned her back to me, showing her derriere. “Now, that is a nice backside,” I remarked, and I leaned forward and gently kissed Lauren in the small of her back. She was wearing a pair of gold coloured bikini briefs, in a silk material, and I gently peeled them down below her buttocks, exposing them entirely. Her bottom had a few little dimples, and the odd stretch mark, but there are women half her age who would like to have an arse like Lauren’s. Just looking at her all-but-naked body from behind was making me even more excited, but I gently pulled her panties back up again, in case I was moving ahead too quickly by pulling them down. “Seen enough?” I heard Lauren say, still facing away from me. Her voice sounded like she had a smile on her face. She was enjoying this. “Your body is beautiful,” I said, taking in the vista, “I can’t believe you were worried about me seeing you naked, Lauren.” Lauren turned to face me, now wearing just her lace bra and silk panties, and said, “And I can’t believe I’m standing here in front of you, with hardly anything on.” From the front, she looked as good as she did from behind. Her belly had a couple of stretchmarks, from bearing her two sons, but somehow, that just meant that as well as making love and giving pleasure, Lauren’s body had given life, and although her childbearing days were over, I could tell Lauren’s body still had a lot of lovemaking left in it. Lauren knelt down on her left knee, between my legs, as I sat on the side of her bed, and she kissed me again, soft, sexy and sensual, the way she had done before. She held the kiss, and drew her face back away from me when she was finished. She still had that ironic little smile of hers, her breath was warm and inviting on my face, and her voice was just above a whisper. “I feel a little self-conscious,” she started, “standing here with no clothes on, while you’re fully dressed.” Her smile became mischievous, and she said, “So,” she said, reaching over and undoing the two buttons on my polo shirt, “I think we should take your clothes off, too, and we can get on the bed together.” Then, instead of taking my shirt off me, like I expected, she sat back on the bed, lay down, and slid over to the middle. She was lying on her left side, looking at me, waiting for me to make my next move. I felt a surge of desire for Lauren, as she lay there like that. I wanted to taste her, to touch her, to explore her, and to have her. I slid over on the bed, turning her onto her back and embracing her, with my right forearm under her neck, and kissing her hard on the mouth, enjoying the taste for a sweet moment or two, then gently lowering her head back to her pillow. She took a quick breath as our mouths parted, and said, “That was a very energetic little move, Simon. You gave me butterflies.” Then, that playful smile of hers. I looked at Lauren’s full, rounded breasts again, and I said, “I’d like to take your bra off, if that’s okay. I’d love to see those beautiful boobs in their natural state.” Lauren kept eye contact with me, as she lifted her shoulders slightly, and reached behind herself, as she lay on the bed under me, and she unclipped her bra. “I think you can take it from here,” she smiled up at me. I lifted Lauren’s white lace bra away from her breasts, and slid it along her arms, one at a time, to take it off. “Just beautiful,” I whispered, looking at them as though I was mesmerised. Her nipples and the areolae around them were a darkish pink colour, and I gently stroked both nipples with my thumbs, making them harden slightly. I moved my head down and gently kissed Lauren’s right breast, then I put my lips over her nipple, applying the gentlest of suction, while I rubbed it with my tongue. Lauren responded by biting her lower lip gently, and taking a sharp breath through her teeth. She shuddered, and said, “That’s lovely, Simon. Just lovely.” Her voice was now a breathy whisper. I sucked and tasted Lauren’s nipple for a few moments, and she moaned softly once or twice as I did so, then I took my mouth away and blew gently on the nipple, which was wet with my saliva. “That tickles,” Lauren whispered, as she placed her arms around my back and held me gently. I moved up and kissed her mouth again, offering her some gentle tongue action, which she graciously accepted. After we had kissed like that for a few moments, I sat back between Lauren’s legs. All she had on now were her gold coloured silk panties, and I looked down at them, and back at her. Lauren knew what I was thinking, and she said, “You realise if you take them off, I’ll be completely naked, and you’ll still be fully dressed, don’t you?” Her smile was mischievous, sexy and playful. I didn’t answer, but I placed my right hand on the top of her left thigh, just near her pussy, and I gently caressed her skin. “It won’t take me long to get undressed when the time comes,” I said, and I gently worked the first finger of my right hand inside the crotch of her panties. Lauren was just watching me, not speaking, and I felt her soft pubic hair first, then the slick wetness of her pussy. I worked my finger a little further inside, and then gently pulled it out of her panties, then, still making eye contact, I put my finger in my mouth and tasted her juices. Lauren’s pussy juice was sweet and sexy, and I just knew I had to go down on her. I leaned down and kissed her on the skin of her inner left thigh, inhaling the rich, musky scent of her pussy as I did so, and then I sat back and put the fingers of both hands into the waistband of her panties. “Are you thinking about going down on me?” Lauren asked. “Is that okay?” I asked back. I wanted very much to taste her pussy, but I realised she might be one of those women who doesn’t like oral sex. Lauren swallowed, and with a wry smile, said, “No-one’s, umm,” pausing, “done that for a long time,” she continued, “Dougie didn’t believe in it. He said it wasn’t normal.” She paused again, and added, “But, I’d love it, if you really want to.” “What a waste,” I said, as I gently pulled Lauren’s panties down, and she lifted her bottom to help me get them off. Her pubic hair was trimmed just a little at the sides to keep it neat, and was little darker than the hair on her head, and looked even darker in contrast to her fair skin. I slid her panties down along her shapely legs, and tossed then on the floor next to the bed. I looked at Lauren’s pussy. Her inner pussy lips were a slightly darker pinkish colour than her nipples, and were a little swollen, with fluid oozing between them. It looked very inviting, and I said, “You’ve got a beautiful pussy, Lauren. And no-one’s tasted you down there in all that time?” I looked at her, narrowing my eyes, cocking my head, finding this hard to believe, and she shook her head. “I’ll have to rectify that situation,” I said. I leaned down again, and kissed Lauren softly, just at the top of her inner pussy lips. Once again, I inhaled the erotic scent of her pussy, and I could feel myself becoming more excited, my need to have this woman becoming more urgent. I was ready to throw my clothes off and fuck Lauren hard, to have my way with her, and to satisfy the sexual desire that she had triggered in me, but now that I knew she had not experienced oral lovemaking for years, I wanted to take my time, and pleasure her with my mouth for a while. I had always loved going down on a woman, but knowing that Lauren had missed out on this source of sexual pleasure for so long made me want to explore her pussy thoroughly with my lips and tongue. I turned my head slightly, and gently worked the tip of my tongue between her inner lips, tasting them, and tasting the fluids that were pooled there. I had been led to believe that older women did not produce as much pussy juice as they did in their younger days, but Lauren was proving me wrong. I ran the tip of my tongue down between her inner lips, and coated it with her sweetish, tangy juices, spreading them on my tongue so I could experience her flavour, but she was oozing more than I could swallow. I probed the opening of her pussy, ever so gently, tasting the core of Lauren’s womanhood, and then I worked my tongue back up, to gently brush her clitoris. My attentions to Lauren’s pussy were bringing soft moans from her, but she flinched when my tongue made contact with her clit, and she began to gently caress the hair on the back of my head with her right hand. I repositioned myself slightly to a better angle, so I could suck Lauren’s clit properly, and I placed my mouth over it, with my lips liberally coated with her juices. I moved my head back and forth just slightly, applying the gentlest of suction to her sensitive clit, and Lauren moaned and bucked her hips. Her chest shuddered, and she said, “Simon, that’s beautiful. You are so good at that!” Then, she reached down to take my right hand in her left hand, as I rested it on her left thigh, and I continued working her clit with my mouth. Lauren’s chest shuddered twice, and I heard her say, with an urgency in her voice, “Ohh! Simon, I’m coming!” Then, she arched her back, lifting her belly off the bed, squeezing my right hand, saying “ Ohhhh!” and then relaxed with a long gasp. I was surprised that Lauren had climaxed so quickly, but pleased with myself for giving her an orgasm by going down on her, when I had been out of practice for so long myself. Lauren took a deep breath, and lay there for a moment, as I lifted my head from her pussy, and she said, “Come here,” holding her arms out. I kissed her pussy one last time, and then I moved up, and lay on her, taking the weight on my elbows, and she kissed me softly on the mouth. “I can taste myself,” she said. Her voice was a little husky, and she hesitated for a moment and said, “You know, I could return the favour if you like,” and she reached down with her left hand, and stroked me once along my hard cock, through my jeans, and continued, “But I think we can find something more productive to do with this just now. Don’t you?” This was a side of the smart, stylish Lauren I had worked with all this time, that I had never imagined, but I said, “I think we could come up with something, if we put our heads together.” “It wasn't really our heads I was thinking about putting together,” Lauren replied, with that playful smile again, “but you seem a little overdressed, if we’re going to take this any further.” Her left hand found the zipper on my jeans, and she gently unzipped it, and reached inside to stroke my hard tool. “I’m on fire,” she whispered, and lifted her head to kiss me on the mouth again. After breaking our kiss, I rolled onto my back on Lauren’s right side on the bed, and took off my jeans and underpants. My hard cock was rampant, and Lauren gently stroked along it with her right thumb and forefinger, and smiled at me, saying, “I hope I can do that thing justice.” I knelt between Laurens legs, ready to continue, but she said, “I think you should take your shirt off, too.” She looked down at herself and said, “After all, I’m naked, you should be, too.” I peeled my polo shirt off, and tossed it on the floor with my jeans, and I lay down and embraced Lauren’s naked body on the bed. It was incredibly exciting to hold her like that, with both of us naked, nothing between us, skin to skin, totally intimate. We kissed passionately for a moment or two, in our nakedness, and it was time for me to enter her. My cock was stone-hard, and would have found its mark without any guidance but I reached down, and gently felt for the opening of Lauren’s pussy. She was oozing fluids, her pussy pouting, and more than ready to accept my rigid cock. I used my right hand to guide my cock to the entrance, and gently slid it inside. I was naive enough to think that, as a woman who had borne two children, Lauren’s pussy would not be tight, but I was surprised to find the fit of my cock inside her was quite snug, and I took about three gentle strokes before I was fully inside her. The walls of her pussy seemed to hug my cock, and to mould themselves to its shape, and after a minute or two of gentle, but deep thrusting, she took a deep breath, and said, “Simon, I haven’t had anything that hard inside me for years.” “Are you okay?” I asked, genuinely concerned that I was making her uncomfortable. “Am I okay ?” Lauren asked, with a surprised smile, as she gently met each thrust with a little tilt of her pelvis, “I’m more than just okay, Simon. I’m fantastic!” She pulled my face to hers, and gave me a quick kiss, and said, “You’re fantastic. This is beautiful. I can hardly describe it.” I kissed Lauren’s mouth again, keeping the rhythm going as I fucked her, and she said, “You made me come before, so if you feel like you need to come, just go for it. It’ll be okay.” She smiled, a sweet smile, not the mischievous one she had been giving me since we started. “What about you?” I asked, giving her a quick kiss before she answered. “That’s okay, I’ve got a feeling we’ll be having a few encores after this,” she smiled, hugging me to her, as we made love. Lauren’s pussy was holding my cock in a loving embrace, and with each gentle thrust, I was becoming more excited, and getting closer to my own orgasm. I wanted to come, but even though Lauren had invited me to take my pleasure, I wanted to make her come again with my cock inside her. Her pussy was slick, wet and snug, working my cock to perfection, and I decided to pick up the pace a little, thrusting faster, going a little deeper. “That’s the way,” Lauren said, with a strain starting in her voice, and she adjusted the rhythm of own pelvic tilt to meet me, “That’s great, Simon.” I started to fuck her harder, deeper, and I adjusted my position a little, so the sensitive head of my cock was getting more pressure inside her pussy. I picked up the pace, sensing that Lauren wanted to be fucked harder, and I could feel my cock actually leaving her pussy with each out-stroke, and then thrusting back inside again, going deep, spurring both of us on to greater levels of sexual pleasure. “Are you close?” Lauren said, that urgent note back in her voice. “I think so,” I answered, feeling the pleasure building up, the storm clouds of my own orgasm gathering in the distance. “I think I’m gonna go off like a box of crackers, Simon. I can’t help it,” Lauren said, her voice a little louder than before, her eyes widening, then a low moan came from her. I felt Lauren’s legs wrapping around me, as I drove my cock into her pussy. The two of us were fucking hard, fucking deep, on Lauren’s bed. A middle-aged woman, and a man young enough to be her son, joined at the pelvis, mating, fucking, screwing, call it what you will, but Lauren and I had stepped outside society’s norms, and found something amazing there, and we were about to experience a mutual orgasm. I felt the pleasure in my cock seeming to grow exponentially, as Lauren’s low moan, became a quivering, “Ohh, ohh, ohhhh!!” sound, and she closed her eyes, and the rhythmic tilt of her pelvis changed to a thrusting motion, driving my unyielding cock further into her soft, wet, snug pussy with each stroke. Lauren was giving as much as she was taking, putting her heart and soul into this, and she threw her head back on the pillow, squeezing her eyes shut, making a rasping sound in her throat, and saying, " Yyyesss!! Simon, that's perfect!" I felt my own orgasm bursting inside me, as waves of pleasure started at the base of my cock, and rebounded from one end of me to the other, and another throaty gasp came from Lauren, lost in her own orgasm, but still thrusting back at me. I felt my seed spurting into Lauren's body, experiencing a blissful release of crystalline ecstasy as I filled her pussy with it, while I kept thrusting, milking the final spasms of sweet pleasure from her, and finally feeling my orgasm subside. Lauren had still not completely finished, as I came back to reality. Her arms were locked around me, surprising me with her strength for a moment, and she opened her eyes, and her whole body relaxed underneath me. She sighed, and pulled my head down, kissing me deeply, one last time, then said, simply “Oh, my god!” “Did you like that?” I asked. “Couldn’t you tell?" she smiled up at me. My cock was half-hard, still resting inside her pussy, but I felt a gush of fluid. Lauren put her hand down under herself and said, “You flooded me.” Then a quick breath, and she continued, “I’d forgotten how much a young man leaves behind. It’s been so long.” I lay down next to her, on her right, too worn out by the hard sex we had just had, to remain on top any longer, and Lauren turned onto her right side, and put her left arm around me. “That was absolutely amazing,” she said, in a soft voice, as she got her breath back, “I haven’t had sex like that for years.” “It’s been a while for me, too” I said, smiling back. It was true, because I hadn’t been with a woman since my girlfriend had dumped me. “Well,” Lauren smiled, that mischievous look returning again, “I think we both have some lost time to make up for, don’t you think.” We had one more warm, lingering kiss, and then she cuddled up to me, in her bed, in her room, in her quiet suburban street, and I held her beautiful, womanly body to myself, caressing her, until arousal returned, and we did it all again. That was the night I became part of Lauren’s story. Lauren and I didn’t become a couple, but our friendship was different after that. We both know this can’t last forever, but we still get together for coffee, conversation, and hot sex, on a regular basis, and Lauren no longer wishes she was thirty years younger, because the Lauren of today is the one sharing her bed with me. As for me, I like her just the way she is.

It had been a long and difficult day, made even more so when my mower ran out of gas. Now, I’d be late for the dance. There weren't many dances at the nearby church, so they were quite special. I rushed through my dinner, much to my mother's annoyance, and dashed upstairs to take a shower. Five minutes later, I was putting on my navy blazer, a white button-down shirt, a striped tie, and grey flannel slacks. A quick comb through my hair, and it was as ready as it could be. I kissed Mom, waved to Dad, and headed out the door to my truck. Twenty minutes later, I was unsuccessfully searching for a parking spot. Finally, after another ten minutes, I found one—across the street and a block away. I hurriedly walked back to the large brick building. It appeared that I had arrived just in time. Rose was backed up against a wall as some bruiser who looked to be about ten years older was peering down her dress. I could see the terror in her eyes. Rose and I are the same age—eighteen—but she’s really naïve. She should be a junior like me, but she’s only a freshman. She’s not stupid, on the contrary. She was terribly sick for more than a year and a half when she was eight and nine so she missed two whole years of school. She’s better now, thank God. Now, all I have to do is rescue her. I walked up with a huge smile on my face, stepping right between the gorilla and Rose. “Hi, hun…sorry I’m late.” I kissed her cheek as I took her hand. “C’mon, let’s dance.” I pulled her away before her erstwhile suitor could react. He may have been twice my size, but I’d bet I had twice the IQ. I wrapped my arms around Rose and pulled her close, wondering if she’d say anything about the proximity of our bodies—she did. “Kind of close for cousins, Paul—wouldn’t you say?” “Yeah, but…we’re actually not quite cousins.” “What does that mean—not quite cousins?” “Essentially, we’re not cousins. We’re not related. Care to have me explain?” “Yes, I’m confused.” Confused was good. She hadn’t moved that luscious body with its big round breasts and that sweet firm ass away from the straining erection that was pointing down my left leg. “Okay…let’s go back a few years. I’ve always called your mom ‘Aunt Celia’ and you’ve always called mine ‘Aunt Martha,’ okay, so far?” She nodded. “I call your dad ‘Uncle Carl’ and you call mine ‘Uncle Stan.” If we’re related how come we’ve never seen each other at family gatherings? To be real cousins one of your parents and one of my parents would have to be siblings--you know, like brothers or sisters-- but you’re never at any of our family functions and I’ve never been to any of yours. I asked my mom about it last year.” “Okay…so what did she say?” “She said that she and your mom grew up next door to each other in Queens and were best friends all through school. They were so close that when they married and had kids it was natural to have them call each other aunt and uncle, especially when our dads got jobs at the Lab.” “I don’t believe it.” “Okay, how about a bet?” The music had stopped, but we were still dancing. I loved it. “If I’m right I’ll pick you up next Friday night at seven for a date—a movie and ice cream after.” “And if I’m right?” “I’ll pick you up at seven next Friday night, but not for a date. We’ll do whatever you want instead.” She leaned back a bit and held her hand out to shake. I kissed her cheek instead. “Oh, thanks for the rescue. He was getting pretty obnoxious.” “I noticed. It was the least I could do for my girlfriend.” She laughed then realized we were the only ones dancing and walked off the floor with me following closely behind. I had always loved Rose, even back to when we were both six. That was when we moved into the same neighborhood—my family from Oak Ridge, Tennessee and theirs from Alamogordo, New Mexico. My dad and hers had taken jobs at the Brookhaven National Lab in nearby Upton out in rural Suffolk County, Long Island. It was a real reunion for our moms and the first time our families had met. Rose and I hit it off right away, especially because she was a real tomboy. She could actually pass, catch, and kick a football better than I could until I made it to junior high and was almost as good at baseball and basketball, too. By then she’d been sick and held back. I still saw her every day in school. Our small community had a K-8 school. In ninth grade we all went to Port Jefferson High about twenty miles away. Back then it was a familial love—the kind one has for a brother or sister, or even a cousin--but over the years it had grown in a different direction. I’d kept it a secret for several years, but—no longer. As time passed we’d both grown into young adults. I was now 6 feet, 2 inches weighing an even 200 pounds. I played football—linebacker and fullback—and baseball—center field-- on the Port Jeff varsity until my lawn mowing business took precedence in the spring. I had a muscular build, my body developed by years of lifting weights and working out in our basement. I worked almost every day during the summer mowing lawns and doing yard work. I had twenty lawns that I mowed weekly at seven dollars each. Most of my clients rounded up to an even ten for a much appreciated tip. I earned between $150 and $200 a week which was pretty decent money at the time. I was saving for college even though I was hoping for some kind of scholarship. Rose had also grown up…into a beautiful young woman. Rose stood 5 feet, 8 inches, and if I had to guess—maybe, 115 pounds. She had a gorgeous body, the kind that made my classmates drool. Only my threats of a severe beating had saved her from being pawed repeatedly. I knew she had never been on even a single date. Her illness had made her extremely shy and her parents were overly protective. She was fine with me, but most other guys terrified her. Rose had the kind of black hair that looked reddish under certain kinds of light. She wore it short, exposing her slender graceful neck. Rose had the most delightful brown eyes and a cute slender nose over full sensual lips. We had a great time at the dance, probably dancing more than sixty percent of the fast ones and all the slow ones. I especially loved the slow ones. I thought that Rose had already figured out that we weren’t real cousins; she moved really close to my body. I was sure she could feel my thick erection, but she never pushed away. We left at eleven, driving to the local soda fountain where I treated to banana splits. Rose had hers with three flavors I wouldn’t ever consider. Me…I loved every flavor of ice cream so long as it was chocolate. We joined another couple from school and had a wonderful time. We left at 11:45 so I could get her home by midnight. I parked the truck and walked her to the door. “Want to come in, Paul?” “Thanks, Rose, but I have a really busy day tomorrow. Mr. Eaton is putting in a stone wall and I’m helping him. He promised me $50 for the day so I have to be ready to work. Good night, Rose. I had a great time.” I leaned in to kiss her cheek, but she turned her head at the last second. My lips touched hers briefly. It was like a bolt of lightning passed between us. She noticed it, too. Her eyes showed her shock. I waited until she was inside before driving the five blocks to our house. Once in the house Rose walked into the living room to speak with her mother. Her dad always went to bed at eleven; her younger brother Eric was always in bed and sound asleep by ten. “Mom, can I ask you something?” “Of course, Rose; how was the dance?” “Oh, it was wonderful. Paul rescued me from some big guy who was getting nasty with me. He pretended he was my boyfriend. While we were dancing he told me that we weren’t really cousins. Is that true, Mom?” “It is true that we are not related by blood, but Martha and I are closer than most sisters are. We might as well be related.” “Okay…so…then…we’re not really cousins, are we?” “No, even though you might as well be.” “Then I should tell you that I have a date Friday night.” “Oh? Who with?” “With Paul, Mom; we had a bet and I lost, but I’m kind of glad. Does that make any sense?” Her mom smiled then responded, “Yes, dear—it does. Now let’s go to bed, shall we?” CHAPTER 2 My parents were both in bed when I got home so my usual inquisition took place at breakfast the following morning. I told them I’d had a wonderful time and that I had a date Friday night. “Do we know her, Paul,” my mother asked. “Yes, Mom it’s with Rose.” I went on to tell about the bet. I could see my mother thinking as I spoke. “I hope you plan to be a gentleman, Paul. I don’t want to see her hurt in any way.” “Yes, Mom, you know I will and I’d never hurt Rose. You know I love her.” She did, but not in the way I meant. I excused myself and ran out the door, looking forward to a hard day’s work. Mom didn’t like me skipping church, but knew it was for a good reason. I saw Rose Monday morning when I picked her up for the ride to school. It was better than waiting for the bus and a lot quicker, too. She seemed unusually happy this morning. She spilled the beans even before I had the chance to ask her. “We have a date, Paul. I can’t wait—a real date.” I reached across the bench seat to squeeze her hand. Next thing I knew she slid across to sit next to me. I could see how thrilled she was. I held her hand almost all the way to school—except when I needed two hands to drive and shift gears. I gave her a brief peck on the lips once we were at school. Friday night I was at her door at 7:00 sharp. Aunt Celia answered the door. “My goodness, Paul—Rose has been looking forward to this all week. She’s been on cloud nine. I hope you have a good time.” “I’m sure we will, Aunt Celia. We always enjoy each other’s company. I’ll have her home by twelve.” “I think we can make it one, Paul. I don’t want to stand in the way of you two enjoying yourselves.” I heard a noise and turned to see Rose descending the staircase. She looked beautiful—even more than usual. I took her hand and led her out to my truck. My truck—it was a 1952-53 Ford. I got it at a junk yard. Most of the parts were from a ’52, but some, like the seats, the bed, and the transmission were from a 1953. They were basically the same and the price was great--$100! We drove all the way to Port Jefferson Station, named, no doubt, for its proximity to the older town of Port Jefferson and the end-of-the-line station of the Long Island Rail Road’s northern spur. We sat in the balcony and held hands while we sipped our Cokes and nibbled popcorn. About half way through the movie I put my arm around her shoulders; I was extremely pleased that she didn’t object at all. After the movie we drove down the hill to Grammas’ for ice cream, exactly as I had promised. It was still early so I drove us to the beach. We sat in the parking lot overlooking the beach and Long Island Sound beyond. The moon’s reflection glistened over the tiny waves. We sat quietly, just watching the water. Normally, I’d be making out with my hand up my date’s skirt, but this was Rose. I knew she had no experience and I definitely didn’t want to scare her. There’d be other dates and other opportunities. I went to turn on the radio, but Rose stopped me. “Paul…have you brought other girls here?” “One or two, but none like you.” I could see her smile even in the dim light. “What did you do with them? Can you tell me?” “That’s not something a gentleman discusses, Rose.” “Did you kiss your girlfriend?” “Not yet, but I was thinking of doing it in about a minute.” She looked up at me. I moved down to her and our lips met. She was tentative at first, but after a few seconds her arms gripped my neck pulling me to her as our lips mashed into each other. I’d had plenty of kisses, but none as sweet or loving as that one. The kiss lasted for more than a minute before Rose broke it. “I liked that, Paul. I liked it a lot.” “Me, too, but next time try opening your mouth a bit so our tongues can touch.” She gave me a questioning look, but separated her lips about a quarter inch before leaning up for another. I gently pushed my tongue between her lips and teeth. She jumped back in shock then smiled and moved in again, opening her mouth wider. This time her tongue beat me to the punch. It wrestled with mine, moving between our mouths. Rose was obviously a quick study. She was a great kisser. Her face was red when we broke it. “Yeah, I agree. It was incredible.” “Is that all you did, Paul?” “No, there were other things, but I don’t think you’re ready for them.” “Can you at least tell me?” Rose was going to open Pandora’s Box come hell or high water. “Touching, mostly—her breasts, her pussy, my penis.” Rose gulped several times. “Like I said, you’re not ready for that—not yet, anyway; maybe sometime in the future. The idea is to give each other pleasure, but you have to be ready…and you have to be willing.” “I think I want you to touch me.” “No! Touching is something like kissing. Both parties have to be involved and It’ll be a while before you’re ready to touch my penis, won’t it? I love you, Rose, so I’m not going to rush you into anything…and especially not that. You’ll know when you’re ready.” I leaned down, opened my mouth and waited, but not too long. Rose was all over me in a second. We kissed for more than an hour, but nothing more. We both knew she wasn’t ready. I got her home by 12:50. We kissed again outside the door and she went in. Ten minutes later I was home. I had a feeling my mother would be up waiting and I was right. “So…how did it go?” “Great, Mom—we both had a wonderful time.” There was a lull then she spoke again, “Did you try to kiss her?” “No, Mom, but she did kiss me,” I grinned before continuing, “several times, in fact. We’re going out again tomorrow. Danny Shea is having a party.” “Just don’t forget what I said. I don’t want to see her hurt.” “Don’t worry, Mom. I’m not going to hurt her. I love Rose and I’m in this for the long haul.” I’d told the truth even if I hadn’t fully explained my love for Rose. I didn’t say anything, but I was certain a very similar inquisition had occurred with Aunt Celia and Rose, just as I was sure our mothers would compare notes early tomorrow morning. I wasn’t worried; I hadn’t done anything to be ashamed of. I picked Rose up at eight Saturday night. Danny Shea lived only about five miles away in the next village down the highway. We parked on the road and walked hand-in-hand to the front door. The music was almost deafening as we walked in. We met with Danny who offered us beer from a keg. It was tempting, but we opted for sodas instead. I could see that some of the kids were drinking a lot; some were already tipsy and it wasn’t even 8:30. I could also see that there were too many kids at the party and that Danny’s parents were nowhere to be seen. This could be a recipe for disaster. We stayed until ten dancing almost every dance. Rose actually kissed me in the middle of one. Once I noticed several guys becoming argumentative I knew it was time to leave. We were just getting into my truck when the first police car arrived. We were questioned, but even the cop could see we hadn’t anything to drink. “I’m glad you’re sober. I hate to find kids killed in traffic accidents.” “Yeah, that’s the biggest reason why I only have beer at home,” I replied. We were gone a minute later. “Why’d we leave, Paul? I was having such a good time.” “Because there’s going to be trouble, Rose; some of those kids are drunk. There was no supervision and, believe me, there will be some fights unless the cops break up the party. We may be eighteen and legally able to drink, but that doesn’t mean we should. I’m responsible for your safety. I’m not taking any chances with you. You mean a lot more to me than a couple of beers.” She looked up at me and kissed my cheek. I drove around the block and headed to the miniature golf where I let Rose beat me. “I know you’re better than that, Paul. You let me win, didn’t you?” I laughed then held my hands up in a defensive position. “Who, me?” She joined me in laughing then she hugged me, looked into my eyes and kissed me. It was long and sweet, our tongues dueling for minutes. She broke it, but only to whisper, “Take me to the beach.” All the beaches where we live are private with the exception of an occasional town, county, or state park. We have two beaches in our association—Sill’s Gully where one can drive all the way to the beach and East Path near our houses. That’s a walk down a long and winding path in a ravine. It’s also a long walk back up. The homeowners have improved it, installing benches and a boardwalk where feasible. I drove to Sill’s Gully. It was named for a big rock—Sill’s Rock—about a half mile straight out from shore in almost twenty feet of water at high tide. There are probably a million rocks on the north shore of Long Island. They all came from New England during the last ice age when they were pushed by a massive glacier and deposited once the glacier receded. I hoped the parking lot would be empty. It was. Rose wanted to go onto the beach so I pulled an old blanket from behind the seat. We walked holding hands under the moon’s light. We sat on the blanket, Rose snuggling close to me. It was April and it was chilly. I took off my sweatshirt and pulled it over her head. The waistband got stuck on her breasts until I made a concerted effort to pull it out away from her body. “You did that on purpose.” “Of course, I’m not an idiot, you know.” Rose laughed then leaned forward, pressing those glorious orbs into my chest as she kissed me. Ending our dates on the beach became one of our favorite things. We dated every Friday and Saturday night and we often saw each other at family functions like birthday parties or cookouts. Our parents seemed to accept our relationship. I know that my mother no longer interrogated me after every date and Rose’s mom always welcomed me when I picked her up. We had dated for more than a month, doing everything teenagers could imagine. I had even taken her over to Coram to the drive-in there. We bought the obligatory Cokes and popcorn, returning to the truck while it was still light. It was fun watching the young kids in the playground, many of them clad in pajamas, while their parents looked on. I recalled looking forward to the movie, but we never saw more than ten minutes at a time. The following week we went to another dance, this time at school. One thing about school dances, they ended early—at eleven. Rose and I left around 10:30. I asked Rose if she’d like to get some ice cream, but she shook her head. “You know where I want to go.” I drove to our favorite place—the beach at Sill’s Gully. Rose joined me on the blanket. One second I was sitting and looking at the water, the next I was lying back with Rose on top of me. She gripped my head as she ground her lips into mine. Her large globular breasts pressed into my chest. I could feel her hard nipples through our clothes. Her legs were wrapped around mine. We kissed and kissed until she broke it. Looking directly into my eyes she spoke quietly, “I’m not as naïve as you think, Paul. I may not have done as many things as you, but I know what they are and how to do them...and I want to do them, too. But first, I think I need to confess something to you. Promise you won’t laugh at me?” “Of course, Rose. I’d never laugh at you.” “Okay…here goes; back when we started to see each other Mom thought I was so thrilled to have a real date. I was thrilled, but because the date was with you. Now…the hard part; I’m sure you know that I love you. I realized about a year ago that it wasn’t the same kind of love it was when we were younger. I thought I was a freak—being in love with my cousin, so I was thrilled to learn that we’re not.” I couldn’t control myself. I broke out in wild laughter. After only a few seconds I could see that Rose was at the verge of tears. Leaning up I brought her face to mine. “Oh, Rose…I’m definitely not laughing at you. I’m laughing at me.” She gave me a look that told me she thought I was crazy. “You see, Rose I’ve been terrified-- struggling with how to tell you exactly the same thing. I love you…I’m in love with you. I’ve been in love with you for…longer than I care to admit. I think you’re the most wonderful person I’ve ever met and I love being with you. I love kissing you and holding you.” “Touching me?” “Yes, that will come when you’re ready. I know a lot of guys who think that mauling some girl’s tits is fun, but it’s only fun if you’re using it to make her feel great.” “Paul…I’m ready. Make me feel great…please.” She placed her hand on my thigh. My cock responded immediately. I could see that she could feel it…feel it grow. “Oh, Paul it feels so big. Can I see it?” I moved her hands to my belt buckle. It was open a few seconds later. She fumbled with the button on my shorts then pulled my zipper down. She turned to me and kissed me. It was quick but sweet and hot. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long. It’s what I think of when I masturbate. Dreaming of you always makes me so hot.” She pulled down my shorts and my briefs; my cock sprung up, swinging free in the cool evening. Rose hesitated not at all in touching and stroking me. “Oh…it feels so hot and I can’t believe the skin is so soft and smooth. That’s kind of a contradiction, isn’t it--hard on the inside, yet so soft on the outside.” She shocked me when she leaned down to kiss the tip, testing the sponginess with her lips. “Go ahead, Paul—open my blouse. I want you to touch my breasts.” My hands found her buttons, opening them easily despite their tiny size. She shrugged out of the blouse and helped me with the bra’s clasp. I gasped at her beauty. Her breasts were perfectly symmetrical, sitting high on her chest despite their size. They were big--easily a handful for my big muscular paws with their dark brown areolas and hard wrinkled nipples. Despite my strength I knew to be careful and delicate as I massaged them and rolled her nipples between my fingers. I could sense how turned on Rose was becoming. Even in the dim light I could see her arousal—the way she threw her head back, moaned, and arched her back. What the hell would happen when I touched her pussy? I found out a few minutes later when she jumped up and slipped out of her slacks; her panties following a second later. “Jeez, Rose I hope nobody comes down here. You’re naked.” “No…I’m wearing my sneakers.” I groaned at her humor. “Well,” she continued, “you could join me, you know.” “Not much point, is there? If anyone shined a flashlight on me I’d be arrested for indecent exposure, for sure. I’ll say one thing—being in love with you sure is interesting. Let’s see if I can make it more fun for you.” My mouth replaced one of my hands at her breast while the other explored between her legs. My fingers pushed through her thick curls to find her wet—pussy juice literally running down her thighs. My middle finger ran up and down her slit, tickling her clit several times before finding its way into her tight tunnel. Rose’s moans became loud groans as she humped my hand. She continued like this for more than five minutes and it was a good thing I was paying attention. She had straddled my hips and was about to lower herself onto my cock. “NO!” I pushed her up then pulled her to me. “Don’t misunderstand me, Rose. I’d love to make love with you—I dream of that day--but not here and not now. We’re not doing it without protection. If you got pregnant…well, I don’t want to even think about the consequences. I love you, Rose. We’ll do it, but under better circumstances and when we’re prepared properly.” I pulled her in for a kiss then we dressed and I took her home. That time came two weeks later. We went again to the Coram drive-in, leaving around eleven so we could get to the beach by 11:30. I had laundered the blanket during the week so it would be clean and soft for what we both wanted so badly. I stopped off this afternoon on the way home from school to buy some condoms. Rose had stayed in the truck at my insistence, but peeked into the bag once I had returned. At first she gasped then she had jumped into my lap and engaged me into a torrid kiss before we resumed our trip home. Our touching had become more daring and more frequent over the past weeks. Rose had confided that she masturbated furiously after our dates. “You get me so hot, Paul. I could never sleep until I can get relief.” I had admitted doing the same. We both thought we were ready now for the next step. I laid the blanket carefully onto an area that was clean of any seaweed and where the pebbles were small and plentiful. North shore Long Island beaches were a combination of sand, rounded pebbles, and rocks. I’d learned at an early age that lying on the pebbles was much more comfortable than lying on the sand which would pack down and become as hard as a rock. Rose and I stood together and kissed as she ran her hands up the back of my shirt. I ran mine down the back of her shorts. We were so hot for each other; our clothes were off in less than a minute. This was the third time we’d been naked together on the beach. Last Friday night we played miniature golf again knowing that we’d be done early. Rose laughed when I let her win again. We came to the beach and undressed each other eagerly. “Have you done this before, Paul?” “Not exactly like this, Rose. I’m doing this because I love you. The other times were pure lust. I’m sure I lust after you even more, but I also love you terribly.” We kissed then and I pulled her down with me to the blanket. We would both cum, but tonight we would masturbate each other. I lay next to Rose, fondling her right breast with my left hand while I suckled at her left. My right hand went straight to her pussy. I wasn’t at all surprised to find it gushing with delicious juice. My fingers found her tunnel and fucked her at a frenetic pace. Her hand found my cock, but I restrained her. I wanted to make sure that she had a very pleasurable experience, one she’d want again and again. She writhed in her ecstasy and when I moved my finger to her clit she came so hard she screamed at the top of her lungs until she collapsed into my arms. I clutched her back by running my arm between her legs and my hand over her butt. I could feel her humping against my forearm as her orgasm went on and on. Finally, it ended with a sigh as though all the air had been forced from her lungs. I moved to hold her, but she was quicker—her lips mashed into mine as though all her passion was escaping through her mouth. I looked down to find she was almost unconscious. I held her gently until she stirred. “Oh, Paul--what was that? It was so incredible…overwhelming.” “I’d say you had the mother of all orgasms. Do you remember screaming for like thirty seconds?” She looked incredulous. “You did. I hope nobody calls the cops.” “I didn’t do that, did I?” I just nodded and pulled her in for yet another sensational kiss. She broke it a minute later to ask, “Can we wait a bit before I take care of you?” “Of course, I’ll wait forever for you. You know that.” “I don’t want you to wait that long. I want to take care of you just like you took care of me. Besides, I want to see how that big hard thing you have really works.” I laughed. “I only have one piece of advice, Rose—move to the side. Don’t aim it anywhere near your face unless you want an early bath. Don’t forget, the water’s really cold now.” She looked unsure so I continued, “When I cum I’ll probably shoot two or three feet into the air. You don’t want to get in the way. I doubt your folks would be too thrilled to have you come home with semen in your hair. Mine would probably kill me.” “Don’t worry. I’ll protect you.” Even Rose had to laugh at that one. “Okay, I’ll stay out of the way.” I pulled her to me for another kiss. I felt her hand on me as our lips came together. Her tongue flicked in my mouth as her hand gripped and stroked me. She kissed me passionately, but broke it after only a few seconds. “Sorry, but I want to see this.” She sat up to stroke me with both hands. She gripped me tightly, her hands moving faster and faster. My breathing became rapid and shallow as my orgasm approached. Suddenly, the familiar feeling was there. “Rose!” But instead of aiming away from her body she twisted my cock so my first spray hit between her breasts. The second struck just a trifle lower. All in all she took seven forceful rivers of slick white semen onto her magnificent body before the final weak eruption flew a mere six inches from my cock. I lay there on the blanket totally drained. “Paul…that was so exciting. I guess that when it’s in my pussy it will shoot all that sperm into my womb. Isn’t that how it’s supposed to work?” “You were supposed to get out of the way.” “I know, but I thought it might be more fun this way and I was right. I loved having it spurt all over me. I think I need a shower.” She seemed to notice the mess on her fingers for the first time so she brought them to her mouth for a tentative taste. “Hmmm, a bit salty, but otherwise kind of interesting; maybe tomorrow night I’ll try to swallow it all.” “I think I might enjoy that.” I stole a quick kiss then tried to wipe my cum from her body with a towel I’d remembered to bring. “Why don’t you wet it?” I jumped up and walked to the water. I had just bent over to moisten the towel when I felt her hands on my butt. A second later I tumbled into the 56-degree water. I’d been in the Long Island Sound in May before so I had a good idea what to expect. It was COLD! I turned around to see Rose laughing. “Okay, you got me. It’s a good thing I’m in love with you. C’mon, help me up, will you?” I was almost to my knees when she extended her hand—big mistake. I pulled her onto my body as I fell back. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Damn, Paul…it’s cold.” All I could do was laugh and soon enough she joined me. We were two freezing maniacs laughing as I rose and carried her up the beach. I walked tenderly back down for the towel. It would normally take a few weeks before my feet grew accustomed to walking over the pebbles, especially once the skin was softened by becoming wet. I dried Rose as best I could, but she was already drying herself with her clothes. “I’m pretty sure there’d be hell to pay if I came home wet and my clothes were dry.” “You know, we’re both eighteen…legally adults.” “I know, but we’re both still in school and we’re both still living at home. I guess that means we have to follow some rules.” I kissed her cheek as I dried her hair. I knew she was right, but that didn’t mean I liked it. On the positive side all traces of semen on her chest and stomach had washed away. I went in with her, expecting her parents to be shocked at our condition. I was right. “Rose! Paul! What on earth happened?” Our hair was drenched; Rose wore one of my sweatshirts and an old pair of gym shorts. I was shirtless, but wearing a pair of sweatpants that matched Rose’s shirt with no shoes or socks. “You have an evil daughter, Aunt Celia.” My tone of voice told everyone that I was kidding. “We went to the beach and I bent down to test the water temperature.” “Yeah, Paul—you looked so funny doing that somersault into the water.” “Rose! You didn’t!” “So, here I was pretty much wet and freezing so I figured tit for tat would be appropriate. I asked for some help and when Rose reached for me I pulled her in, too. Lucky I had some spare clothes in the back of my truck. Rose changed in the truck; I changed in the far end of the parking lot.” “Oh, I swear…you two. Shame on you, Rose.” “I already apologized and it was accepted.” “Yes,” I admitted as I kissed her cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow night. By the way, we’re going fishing. Trust me, you’ll love it.” Rose laughed. She knew exactly what she’d love about fishing then she reached up to peck my lips, I said good night to Aunt Celia and handed Rose a plastic bag with her sodden clothes. Needless to say, my mother knew all about it by the time I had driven home. -A True erotic story

It was a dark and stormy night... “You’re shitting us,” Trent hollered above the din of Krazy Vin’s, a local strip club. “Not Allison, she would never… I don’t fucking believe you!” David clamped me on the shoulder, spilling my drink. “Yeah man, I’m with Trent on this one. You’re full of shit. Good story though, man!” The story I had told them was how, on occasion, my super hot girlfriend likes me to dominate her in bdsm fashion, in some very physical ways. Ways that, to the uninitiated, might make someone want to call the police. That’s where our loft comes in handy. Built on the remains of an old aircraft engine factory, my loft was rock solid and let no sound escape. “Hey there boys.” A young lady came up to us. “Any of you fellas want a dance?” She had a nice smile, and a body that was made for teaching third graders. I flipped her a tenner and thanked her anyway. “I’m totally honest, why would I shit you guys?” “Because you’re a born liar?” chided David. “Just cuz you’re older than us doesn’t mean we’re stupid.” “Allison… is as pure as the driven snow,” Trent pontificated, holding his glass out as if he was making some very important statement. “Furthermore, she is my boss and very sweet and she’s not the whore you say she is. Pics or it didn’t happen!” We clinked our glasses in a mock toast to Allison’s supposed near-virginal status. I got my phone out and began scrolling through the photo folders. “It just so happens... fellas… here’s one…” The two guys stared in shock at the picture on my phone. There, in full color, stood Allison; naked, bent over at the waist, her wrists handcuffed behind her back, and yet her hands were pulling apart her ass cheeks. Her bare pussy lips and asshole completely on display, Allison’s head was turned towards the camera, giving a shy smile to us. Her large breast hung down, and her raw sexuality just leaped at you from the screen.. light BDSM with a handcuffed woman straddling a shirtless man I started to put my phone away but David grabbed my hand. Trent just said, “Dude, give us a minute, alright?” I chuckled and let them ogle for a while longer. Finally, I put the phone away. “Gonna need another round,” stated Trent. “Just you guys,” I intoned. “I’m driving.” We still had a two hour drive up to the cabin in Kent where we were going for the weekend of fishing and drinking. But a plan was forming in my head. Allison had shared some dark fantasies with me. Sometimes we would talk about them as we made love and she would cum so hard. Many of her fantasies involved some public exposure and humiliation; getting seen fucking, that kind of thing. Like, she wanted to be an exhibitionist, but like it wasn’t her fault. And she wanted to have several sex partners at once. I pondered as the guys drank their drinks, were these fantasies of Allison’s actually wishes, or just thoughts? It was her main fantasy; perhaps I should sack up and give it to her. I decided to put her to the test. Fuck it, she can always say no! We had very good communication that way; ‘Red’ meant full stop, and ‘Yellow’ meant that we needed to pause for a moment and talk. “Say, uh, guys. Maybe we could skip the cabin and go back to my place. Your girls, Stacy and Meredith, are there.” “What the hell man!” Trent demanded. “I thought the plan was to get away from the women this weekend?” “You saw that picture of Allison, you want to see that in person?” “Coop, don't bullshit us.” Dave, ever the skeptic. The two guys exchanged looks, then looked at me, questioning. “Allison has always dreamed of… something sexy. Follow my lead, and you can make it come true.” They badgered me all the way back to my house, but I wouldn't tell them any more of my plan. - - - We stormed into my loft, wine bottles in hand. Stacy and Allison looked at us in full shock and awe mode. “Hey?” asked Trent. “Where's Meredith?” “Didn’t she text you? She couldn’t come,” answered Allison, rising up off the couch. “Her dad fell and she’s with her parents right now. What are you guys doing here?” I just kissed her for a little while, then for a little while longer. We noticed that it got kind of quiet, we were making the others uncomfortable with this public display of affection. Well, here it goes, I thought. All or nothing. “Allison,” I said in a low voice. “Are you ready?” It was more of a statement than a question. This had become our little role-play phrase, when we were going to do a scene, I would say that. Her conditioning kicked right in, mostly. “Yes, Sir.” She paused a few moments. “But… Here? Now?” I broke apart from her and walked to the center of our living area. I slowly nodded to her. “Come here, now.” Allison straightened up her jeans skirt. Nervously, she walked towards me and we met in the middle of the big main area. Our three guests watched in silence. As always, her beauty took my breath away. I put my arms around Allison and drew her to me. Her warm body melted into mine and we kissed gently, lovingly, for a long time this time. Holding her tightly, the kiss turned more and more passionate and her hesitancy disappeared. We devoured each other's mouths, our lips communicating our feelings about each other. I loved her with all my heart. And she loved me like no ever had before. Truth be told, I was going to ask her to marry me in a couple months and I was never going to get married. Eventually, I pulled away, and we gazed into each other's eyes. “Remember Allie, green, yellow, red. Say it.” “I know, honey. Green, yellow, red. God, Are we going to do what I think we are?” “Yes, love. But it's up to you. Anytime, you just say yellow or red, okay? Don't even think about it.” Allison nodded and smiled. “Okay, okay," She took in a deep breath, then blew it out. "We’re green.” I stepped away from Allison, leaving her in the center of the room, looking confused. “Allison, my love. If you would be so kind, take off your skirt.” Her jaw dropped. But her shocked look lasted just a few moments, then her hands slowly went to the rear of her skirt where the zipper was. She slowly lowered the zipper, then did that sexy little shimmy that women do and pushed her skirt down. It fell to the floor. Now all Alison had on were her high heels, a thin long sleeve white sweater, and an iridescent blue thong. “Jesus Christ” muttered Trent, seeming a little uncomfortable. David gulped his wine while Stacy just openly stared at my gorgeous Allison. “Darling,” I said in my low but controlling voice. “That thong is beautiful, but we need you to take it off.” She took a deep breath, girding her loins, I suppose. Then she exhaled and hooked her fingers under the string. She pulled it down as she bent over, and then stood up holding the stretched thong in her hands. Her embarrassment evident on her red cheeks, she nevertheless stood proudly with her head held high and her pussy bare. That's my girl, I thought. Even in a tough situation, she still managed to look awesome. “Good girl, Allie, you're doing great. Now come to me.” Our three visitors all stared intently at Allison as she walked the ten steps over to me; rather lasciviously I might add. There was certainly an extra “ba-boom” in her step, causing her hips to sway. She swung her arms, the thong still in her fingers. She bowed her head as she stopped a few inches short of me. “Turn around and face your friends.” She did as she was told. “Arms up.” I took hold of the hem of her sweater, and feeling her bare flesh on my fingers, I  slowly pulled the sweater up over her breasts and then completely off of her. Tossing it aside, I carefully slid her bra straps off her shoulders and unhooked the two hooks on her satiny blue bra. Ever so slowly I pulled her bra down, her heavy breasts dropping an inch or two, until finally her nipples were completely exposed. I dropped the bra, and reached around from behind to cup her large breasts. Allison sighed softly as I rolled her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. She lowered her head and tried to turn to the side, away from our guests. I pinched her nipples and steered her body straight forward again. “Allison, head up. Now look at David… and now Trent… and Stacy… they want to see what you’re capable of. Don’t you want to show them?” First David, and then Trent, reached down and adjusted themselves; both guys obviously becoming aroused. “Yellow,” was all she said. I immediately turned her around and hugged her close to me, covering her up. “Can you guys give us a minute? Thanks.” and they went into the kitchen to get some more drinks. “You want to stop, honey?” I asked. Trembling, she answered, “I… I don’t know… I’m so scared. I work with Stacy and Trent, and… what will they think on Monday… oh God… accounting firms are very conservative, Cooper.” “It will be okay, hon. I can tell by looking at them, they are both in puppy-love with you and would do anything you asked. They are enamored with you; we could turn them into your slaves if you wanted.” She pulled her head from my neck and smiled at me. “You’re not just saying that? You really think so? I don’t mean turning them into slaves. I mean, you think they like me, will still respect me? I’ll be up for partner in a couple years.” I promised her all would be well. Dave stuck his head around the corner, I nodded at him, indicating it was okay for them to come back. “Guys, if there is any loose talk about this, or any disrespect towards Allison--” “Oh God, no,” David said loudly. “Of course not.” Trent and Stacy nodded their heads in agreement. “We promise this will never leave this room.” "Because," I warned. "I know people..." Hey, I know alot of people. “See, hon?” Still holding Allison, I kissed her softly, then pulled away and looked into her eyes. “It’s up to you honey, we don’t have to do anything.” Her lips curled into that sexy little smile of hers, that dimple just beginning to appear. “Green,” she whispered to me. “I’m so proud of you, my love.” We kissed for a full minute as she ground her pelvis against my cock. I withdrew as I felt her breathing increase. She looked at me expectantly, ready to do what I told her to do. “Okay guys and girl.... Now the reason we are here tonight.”   Allison’s eyes widened as I unbuckled my black leather belt. Slowly, I pulled it out through my pant loops. I SNAPPED it down hard on the tile floor. The sharp crack of the belt made everyone jump a bit. “Open your mouth,” I instructed Allison. I placed it between Allison’s teeth so the belt hung down both sides of her face. “All fours, please.” She looked at me, and got down on her hands and knees. “Crawl to the couch.” I heard a gasp from the gallery as Allison crawled naked across the floor; her big natural boobs swaying, her ass shaking, and the belt between her teeth. What a gorgeous sight she made. “David, Trent, turn out those lights over there. Stacy, why don't you light some of these candles.” The room took on a rather romantic glow. I helped Allison stand up as she reached the couch, then I leaned her over the arm of the couch so her ass stuck out nice and high for my enjoyment. “Come on over, you guys,” I told the group. “Take a look, don’t be shy. She wants you to see.” “No, I don’t,” piped in Allie, a bit muffled as the belt was still between her teeth. I SLAPPED her ass hard. “Yesss,” she said quietly, dropping the belt from her mouth. “Yes I do want them to see me… and... thank you, Sir.” “You’re welcome, honey. Now Dave, Trent, check this out.” I grabbed Allie’s ample ass cheeks and spread them apart. Completely smooth from laser treatments, her dark rose was barely visible on the soft light, but her pussy lips were unmistakably swollen and glistening. “Allison?” Trent asked in a shaky voice. “I need… I need to know you're okay with this. I mean, this looks like it's going to get weird.” Before she could answer, I spoke up. “Trent. I understand your concerns and I appreciate them. I'm going to the restroom so you three can talk to Allison and ask her anything you want.” I went and took a nice piss. Washed my hands, checked my hair, took my time, unbuttoned my shirt a few… I ended up spending about five minutes in there. I walked back to the living area. Stacy was now undressed completely and sat on the couch holding Allison’s hands. the guys had their shirts off. “So, Trent, I guess everything is satisfactory?” “Yes, sir. It's what she wants.” He and David backed up a bit, as if I had caught them doing something my wrong. I leaned down and kissed Allie’s ass cheek, nibbling my way across to the other one, nice and slow… and returning to the center to kiss her right on her hot hole. Allison let out a soft moan for me as my tongue explored her private area. She relaxed after a few moments, and my stiff tongue entered her asshole.  Goddamn I love this woman. Then she turned her head to ask me, “Daddy? Will I be punished soon? I’ve… I’ve had a lot of bad thoughts lately.” “Yes, of course you will sweetheart. I was just enjoying your ass. Stacy? Hold her hands tight for me. Usually I have to restrain her, but tonight that will be your job. And listen for the words ‘yellow’ or ‘red’. They mean stop. Okay?” Stacy nodded her head and replied, “Yes, Mr. Johnson.” I smiled inwardly to myself. She's almost putty in my hands, too. And Trent called me 'sir' a minute ago… I picked up the belt from the couch. I dragged it across Allison’s ass as she cooed quietly. Slowly, I folded it in half, then half again. It was around three feet to start, or just under a meter. Now it was pretty short. I spoke to the group.”Now I don't want you--” Whack! “--to be alarmed. But you are not to stop me-- Whack! “--unless she says yellow or red.” Whack Whack! “How many is that, sweetheart?” I could see Allison had a death grip on stacy’s hands and her breathing was a bit ragged. “That's… four,” she grimaced. “And... Thank you, Sir.” I rubbed her cheeks, they were warm to the touch, but in the candle light I couldn't see any color change. Allison appeared a bit too comfortable. It was time to up the ante. I unfolded the belt once, doubling its length, but still folded. I wound up further this time, and as I uncoiled, you could hear the belt swishing through the air. Crack! “Aaaauuughh!” screamed Allison, trying to pull away from Stacy’s grip. I rubbed her now very hot ass cheek, and waited… and waited… and was just about to get angry when I heard it. “Tha-... thank you… Daddy… fuckkk…” I could barely hear Allisons voice, but it was enough for me. David and Trent just stared, not knowing what to do. I could see their erections, though, making tents on their pants. I could smell Allison’s pussy; her arousal very evident as she ground herself slowly on the arm of the couch. I could also smell her scent as a light film of sweat formed on her skin. God, I love that smell. I bent down for a few moments to lick her asshole again. Mmmm... heaven. CRACK! Allison jumped at this one, but only whimpered, and then sobbed quietly. I peaked around and could see tears coming down her cheeks.  But before I could do anything, Stacy lifted Allie’s head and kissed her tears away. That's my job, little bitch. I earned those tears. But I got over it, Stacy doesn't know the rules yet. I was pretty sure I would get the chance to explain them to her, though. David started taking off his jeans. “Fuck it,” was all he said. His cock sprang out at full attention. “Why don't you show that to Allison?” I told him. Shocked, he moved in closer to his girlfriend Stacy and next to my Allison. Stacy stroked his cock a little, then put Allie’s hand on it, too. David rested his hand on Allie’s shoulder, rubbing it softly. “Thank you, Sir,” whispered Allie, She leaned up and kissed the tip of David’s penis. I decided that David had the right idea, and I shucked off my shoes and pants, too. Pre-cum glistened at the tip of my cockhead. I was completely fired up. I stepped up to Allison’s hot ass and rested my hard cock between her cheeks. I felt her heat, and her pussy juices flooding my cock. She was completely and undeniably turned on by her belting, and by the people watching her and now touching her. If you’ve ever seen American Baseball, you know the pitcher doesn’t just stand there and throw flat-footed. He winds his arm back, and then takes a step forward to increase his arm speed as he throws. So that's what I did. I stepped back, wound up my arm, and then stepped into the delivery. CRACK! “SHIIITTT!” screamed Allie. She jerked so hard she yanked David’s cock hard and pulled him down to the floor. Even in the dim candlelight, I could see a couple welts forming on Allies ass. I rubbed her cheeks. “Damn, Allie, your ass is hot!” Allie couldn’t answer through her whimpers. “Is it really?” asked Trent. “Go ahead, see if it isn't.” Trent tentatively touched my girl’s ass with his fingers. “It is hot, holy shit…” I gave him a smirk, and grabbed his wrist and pushed his hand right into Allie’s crack. “She wants you to touch her, Trent. Go on now.” His eyes widened as he felt my girlfriend’s asshole. He started to massage her pussy and ass. Then he took off his pants, one-handed. I walked around the back side of the couch to check on Allie. “Are you doing okay honey?” She smiled and nodded through her tears, now flowing freely. I stroked her hair gently, proud of my girl. I had to be careful, though. At times, the submissive may go down so deep into subspace that they are unable to use their safe-words for fear of disappointing their Top. So it was my responsibility to take care of her and ensure her safety. “Yellow, or Red?” I asked her gently. She broke into a big smile. “Emerald green, Daddy. Thank you.” “Where are we at in the count?” I knew perfectly well, I just wanted her to say it. “Seven,” blurted Stacy. “Oh, sorry. You meant for her to answer.” I leaned over and gripped Stacy by her chin and kissed her hard right on the lips, right in front of David. He didn't seem to mind, though. I reached around her back and grasped her short brown hair in my hand, pulling her head back a couple inches. She gasped and looked at me, fear in her eyes. “You, little one, you need to learn how to behave.” I was using what I call the The Voice. Low, slow, deliberate; I don't yell or scream, this is much more forceful. She lowered her head when I released my grip, and just whispered “Yes, Daddy.” I moved back behind Allison, but I had to eyeball Trent so he would move out of the way. He reluctantly removed his hand and then rubbed his cock with it. I stepped up to Allison and placed my cock head at the entrance of her pussy. “Don't cum yet, sweetheart.” And with no finesse, I plunged my cock right up into her vagina. Allison squealed and then held her breath. I knew she was desperately trying not to cum, so I grabbed her ass cheeks and pressed her clit harder into the couch. I pulled my cock nearly out and rammed it back inside her, and repeated that faster and harder. “Daddy! Please! God please let me cum!” “Nope! Guys, you should be touching her.” And David quickly reached under her to grab her full breast. Trent grabbed her hand as she stroked his cock. I fucked her harder and faster for another minute while she moaned and begged. I know she was right on the edge. I pulled my cock out, watching her pussy gape and drip. “Cum now.” And she did, with an electrifyingly sexy howl, her body jerked and spasmed as she climaxed hard. While she rode the wave of her orgasm, I stepped back and let the belt fly again. The air sizzled and a resounding CRACK! filled the room. Allison screamed , then moaned, then broke down completely in body-wracking sobs as her body reacted to all the stimuli she received. The pain amplified her orgasm, as evidenced by the puddle forming on the arm of the couch. Allison always came a lot, but now her juices literally flowed. But… sometimes… sometimes… you let the big dog out to run, and he doesn't come back right away when you call him. Without even thinking, I released the folded part of the belt, letting it fall to its full length. I reared back and let it fly. SMACK! The terrible sound shocked everyone, myself included. I had never hit her this hard.  Allison howled and squirmed and shrieked like a scream-queen in a slasher movie. Stunned for a moment, I dropped the belt as the three onlookers just stared at me over what I had done. Pushing them out of the way, I jumped on the couch and pulled Allison over the arm of the couch and on top of me. I hugged her tightly to me, rocking her back and forth. Her tears poured onto my face and shoulder as I held her limp body. Her body convulsing, she held on to me fiercely. Her crying triggered something in me; I found myself getting teary eyes too. I kissed her tenderly, gently as I held her. Telling her how much I loved her, how proud I was of her, how she is my good girl… she kissed me hard, passionately. She wriggled on me, and slipped her pussy down on my cock and swallowed it up inside her. “Fuck me,” she moaned through her sobs and tears. “Please Daddy , Fuck your dirty whore.” And I held her tight as we fucked. And I gently caressed her welts, though that caused her more pain. She came again, quickly. Her pussy clenching and throbbing on my cock. I kept fucking her slowly, just moving a little back and forth. She kept cumming and cumming and she buried her face in my neck as she wept quietly, her tears running down onto me. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. “My love, Was that too much? I went too far, didn’t I?” But she shook her head vigorously, “No, it’s just… It was so amazing… I can’t give it words… Keep fucking me, Daddy...” I tried to talk but she kissed me so hard, so passionately. And she clenched her pussy on me so tight I had to cum, and I roared like a bear as my cock fired hot jets of sperm inside her. Time passed, maybe a minute or two, not really sure. “I love you so much honey,” I whispered as I held her tightly while we both returned to a somewhat normal state. Allison opened her eyes after a few moments, then said to me, “Cooper, our guests…” Oh, yeah. I actually forgot about them. I disentangled myself from Allison, gently rolling her on her back. Her leg slipped to the floor, her pussy still oozing nectar and now semen, too. Stacy stared lustfully at Allison’s carnal display. “Go ahead,” I said to her. She immediately dove between Allison’s legs, burying her face in Allie’s wetness and started licking up her cum and mine. Allison groaned but, as her mouth widened with lust, I shoved my cock in it. It hadn’t gone down too much, and watching Stacy eat out my girlfriend was enough to get me fired up again. David stood there, cock in hand, as did Trent. “Fuck her tits, man.” David leaped aboard and started fucking Allie’s tits with a vengeance, squeezing them around his cock. Her sweat provided plenty of lubrication as her tits swallowed his cock between them. David and I were face to face, just inches away from each other as he fucked her big jugs and I fucked her mouth. “Don’t get cute,” I warned him. But he didn’t hear me, for right then he started groaning as his orgasm approached. He grabbed his cock and shot hot sperm ropes onto her nipples, then onto Allison’s chin, lips and mouth. That was fine, except the tip of my cock was in Allie’s mouth at the time and got splashed also. I glared at David but he just grinned sheepishly at me. I shoved my cock deep into Allie’s throat so she could clean my cock of his cum. David slinked off Allison and collapsed on the floor. Amateur, I thought. Worn out already. I redoubled my efforts of fucking Allison’s face; I know she loves the feeling of being used hard and I loved the vast quantities of saliva she produced. My cock blurred I was fucking her face so fast, drool pouring out of her mouth. I couldn’t take it any longer; seeing the cum on Allison’s jiggling tits, Stacy eating the hell out of Allison’s pussy. “Aaauuughhh!” I hollered as I emptied hot load after load into Allie’s throat. Allie came to another climax as she swallowed my sperm, Stacy’s face getting covered in girl goo. Allison didn’t actually squirt, but she oozed about a pint! Trent just stood there, cock in hand, unsure what to do. He worked directly for Allison, and couldn’t make up his mind, I guess. “Whack off in her mouth,” I told him, pointing to Allison. He stepped in, gave himself about ten good strokes and then poured another big load on her face and in her mouth. I looked to Stacy, “You’re on cleanup duty, sweetheart.” Hungrily, Stacy licked up David’s cum from Allie’s tits. She slurped up Trent’s cum from her face, then open-mouth kissed Allison as they shared the cum mixture together. Trent hastily got dressed. Obviously confused by the evening’s turn of events, he probably felt some guilt about participating without his girlfriend. David now lay sprawled on the other couch, his cock flaccid. I gently lifted Stacy off my girl, I know she needed me now. Allison clung tightly to me as we rested on the couch. The couple began gathering their clothes, sensing it was time to leave. Allison just melted into me and slipped into a semi-sleep state. After getting dressed and somewhat squared away, they came back over to the couch. “Is she alright?” asked Stacy. “Yes,” I whispered, smiling. “Thank you both for tonight. Allison loved it. I know she did. I don’t know exactly when, but I think it’s a safe bet that she will want to do this again.” Stacy’s face beamed. It almost seemed she forgot she had a boyfriend, and that he was holding her hand at the moment. Stacy scanned the room, then took a few steps over to the side of the couch, bent over and picked up something. Ahh, she found my belt. “Daddy?” Stacy asked sweetly. “Maybe next time, if it’s alright with Allison, you could… maybe…” “Maybe… What Stacy? You have to say the words. Ask me.” Stacy straightened up, then looked at David, and back at me. “Maybe you could use this on me. And I think, David also.” He nodded his head up and down, yes. I knew he was giving me a funny look when he was cumming… Well if the boy wants to be a sissy, that’s not my fault. “Definitely you, Stacy. We will see about him. You two run along now.” And we said our goodbyes, Allison not really responding. I covered Allison in a warm blanket, then padded to our bathroom and turned on the hot water full bore for our huge tub. I poured in three capfuls of lavender bath salts, Allison’s favorite scent. The calming fragrance filled the room. I then went to the kitchen to make a pot of chamomile and lemon tea. Taking the candles from the living area, I arranged them in the bathroom on any flat surface I could find. I returned to Allison and scooped her up in my arms. She clung tightly to me. “You left me, Coop.” “Just for a couple minutes, honey. But I’m back now. I will never leave you, you know that.” She turned to me and smiled as she saw the teapot and china cups, the candles, and the tub filling with water. “Daddy,” she purred at me. I eased her into the hot water. Stinging at first, it began to feel wonderful, soothing, and comforting. We rested and I held her close to me, enjoying the sensations. We kissed, and nestled, and cuddled for a very long time in the hot bath. Allie clung to me so tightly. “Daddy, don’t ever let me go.” I’ve never felt like this before; so close, so safe, she knew me and I knew her. And I wanted to protect her and keep her safe, always. I didn’t ever want to let her go. “Honey…” “Yes, Daddy?” “No, this is Cooper talking to you.” She smiled. And kissed me softly. “Yes, Coop.” I resumed. “Allison, will you make me the happiest man on Earth? Will you marry me?” “Yes, Coop.” - - - - The End - - - -

At that time, I was 24, and my husband was a year older than me. We had planned a seven-day cruise that would take us around the Caribbean, visiting five different islands throughout the week. We were eager to escape the snow and cold and enjoy the warm, sunny weather of the Caribbean. First, let me share a bit about my husband and myself. If you've read any of my previous stories, you'll know that we have a very open relationship regarding sex. We have participated in orgies on several occasions. We enjoy exploring our sexuality in various ways and keeping things exciting by trying new experiences with different people. We have an active and frequent sex life. I am bisexual, and although Jake (my husband) claims to be straight, I've seen him engage in sexual activities with other men. I'm not sure why he doesn't acknowledge that he might also be bisexual. Although we like our sex with other people, we weren’t expecting anything special on this trip. It was the first cruise either one of us had taken. We were going to be perfectly satisfied with enjoying the ship, the islands, the warm weather and some good sex with each other in our ship cabin. We flew to San Juan Puerto Rico and got a ride to the dock and embarked onto the ship. We spent the first night getting acquainted with the massive ship and took in some entertainment. For any of you that have not been on a cruise, I would highly recommend it. The ship was absolutely breathtaking. There is so much to see and do on the ship. The ship is so large and has so many places to see. We spent a week on the ship and don’t think we saw all of it. The ship left port at 10:00 pm. After taking in some entertainment, we retired to our cabin for the night around 1:00 am. Jake and I had our first episode of fantastic sex for the week. I could tell that it was going to be one hell of a week. The sex seemed to be better than usual. Both of us were extremely horny. I think the fact that we were both so relaxed from being away from our normal life pressures; we were able to enjoy sex so much more. ----- Chapter Two ----- The next day, the first full day, was spent entirely at sea. There were plenty of activities taking place on the ship. In the afternoon, we were on the top deck of the ship, taking part in one of the activities next to one of the several pools. We struck up a conversation with an extremely nice couple, Larry and Joann. They seemed to be a little older than us but a very nice looking and pleasant couple. Joann was very slender with very large and perky breasts, I guessed about 34D. Larry was rather tall; I guessed about 6’4” and well built. We learned later that Joann was an aerobics instructor and Larry worked out a lot at a gym. We also learned that they were celebrating their 15th wedding anniversary. I was shocked that they had been married that long. I asked if they married when they were 15. We were told that they were both 38 years old. Damn, they looked good for being that old. Throughout the remainder of the day, we took part in other activities that were taking place throughout the ship. We also enjoyed ourselves at a relaxing dinner in one of the many grand dining rooms. The food on these cruise ships is absolutely fabulous; you never have an excuse for going hungry. We also ran into Joann and Larry a couple more times. That night brought another erotic fucking session in our cabin between me and Jake before we turned in for the night. ----- Chapter Three ----- The next day we docked at our first island. We debarked from the ship and took a tour of the island. For you that have not been to the Caribbean, when you get off the ship, you are greeted by dozens of taxi driving shouting for your business. For a very reasonable price, they will take you wherever you want around the island. You can tour the island, go shopping, go to a beach or whatever you want. We returned to the ship mid afternoon, got cleaned up, had another great fucking session and got ready to get an early dinner. At dinner, we met up with Joann and Larry again. We hit it off very well; we seemed to have so much to talk about. They told us they were from Michigan. We are also from the Midwest. We also found out that their cabin was on the same deck as ours. We had an inside cabin towards the middle of the ship while they had an outside balcony cabin towards the rear of the ship. After dinner, we went to a show with them and then later to a comedian act in the lounge. If you have never been on a cruise ship, they have many places that you can go for entertainment. There is a big theatre where you can see Broadway shows, singing and dancing acts and much more. There is a large lounge that has many acts such as comedians, magicians, musicians, etc. There are also many smaller places that you can see anything from piano players to rock-n-roll bands. After the show we made arrangements to meet Joann and Larry in the morning for breakfast and to tour the next island together. We then retired back to the cabin for, you guessed it, some more incredible love making. ----- Chapter Four ----- We met Joann and Larry for breakfast as planned. Together we decided to take a short tour of the island and then have the taxi driver take us to a beach in the afternoon. The driver was a wonderful tour guide. After lunch, he took us to a very nice beach. It was a typical Caribbean beach, nice white sand, clear blue water and a nice little bar serving your favorite Caribbean drinks. We soon realized that we were at a nude beach. Not many of the people were naked, probably only ten percent, but enough to get our attention. We found a place that wasn’t very crowded and laid our towels out on the sand. We went back to the beach house to change into our swimming suits. I like to show off my body with a very revealing bikini, but my bikini wasn’t anything compared to Joann’s. Her bikini didn’t leave anything for the imagination, only a couple small triangles over her nipples and another over her crouch and ass. It was a new bikini she got specifically for the cruise. I don’t think she was used to wearing such a revealing suit. She seemed to be a little embarrassed but I assured her it showed her off very well, she looked great in it. You should have seen Jake’s eyes when he first saw her; I thought his eyes were going to pop out of their sockets. Her husband, Larry, even seemed to be a little excited to see her in her new illuminating attire. The guys went to get us some drinks while Joann and I went back to our spot on the beach. Joann and I got the suntan lotion out and helped each other spread it over our bodies. I was getting turned on looking at her gorgeous body in that tantalizing bikini. I complimented her on her looked and on her bikini. She thanked me for the comment and said that she is proud of her body and likes to show it off. She also complimented me on my body but compared to her, I felt inferior. As do I, I could tell that Joann tans naked in the tanning booths since there were no tan lines. The guys returned with the drinks and we helped them with their suntan lotion as well. I could tell that Jake couldn’t take his eyes off of Joann. I also sensed that Larry was looking me over with his eyes, which also turned me on. We sat on our towels and just talked for awhile and did some people watching. We watched as the nude people would walk by and would comment on each. Some were very nice but some of them should not be there without swimmers. After awhile, Joann turned to Larry and said that she wanted to sunbath nude too. She said she always wanted to try it and since there was no one there that they knew, she wanted to try it. I had been thinking the same thing but didn’t want to say anything, not knowing what Joann and Larry would say. I quickly chimed in and said I would do it if she would. Larry acted to be a little timid and hesitated about going nude. I coaxed Larry by saying that if he did it, Jake would also do it. Jake looked at me with this disgusting angry look on his face but I knew that he wanted to just as bad as I did. After a little more coaxing, we convinced the guys to join us. Joann and I removed our bikinis and the guys soon followed. I felt so good having the warm sun and the warm ocean breezing blowing over our naked bodies. For 38 years old, both Joann and Larry looked incredible. Joann’s breasts were very firm. Larry had a very nice six pack. Both Larry’s and Jake’s cocks were half hard. They both tried to conceal it by lying down on their stomachs. After putting more suntan lotion on our private parts, we laid down on the towels and felt the warm sun radiate our bodies. After sunbathing for quite awhile, Joann and I decided to take a dip in the ocean. We got up and walked into the warm water, feeling the waves crash up against our bodies. If felt so incredible being naked in the salt ocean waters. We saw the guys get up to go get some more drinks. After our dip in the ocean, Joann and I went back to our towels and started to apply suntan lotion to each other. Joann first spread lotion all over my front side. It seemed like she took extra time and attention around my tits and my pussy. I returned the favor and made sure she had ample amount of lotion. When I was applying lotion around her pussy, she spread her legs slightly and told me to make sure to get that area nice and good; she said (in a seductive voice) she wouldn’t want to get that area burned. After some more sunbathing and finishing our drinks, we got dressed and headed back to the ship before our departure for the next island. When we got back onto the ship, Jake and I couldn’t wait to fuck each other in our cabin. We couldn’t even wait until after we showered; we had an incredible fuck right in the shower. I think the happenings of the day had turned us both on. We then cleaned up and met Joann and Larry for dinner. After dinner we went to a Broadway show in the big theater and then caught a late show in the lounge. After the late show, Joann and Larry invited us up to their cabin for some wine. We eagerly agreed and headed up to their cabin. We didn’t mind having an inside cabin since we were not spending much time there but Joann and Larry’s outside balcony cabin was very nice. We went out on the balcony and looked across the massive body of water. It was a very clear night. Many stars and the moon lit up the sky. The reflections of the stars bounced off the water and the warm gentle breeze made it so romantic. The combination of the beautiful ocean view and the fact that I had consumed abundance of alcohol was really turning me on. I couldn’t wait to get back to our cabin and fuck Jake's brains out. There were only two chairs on the balcony along with a small table. Jake sat down in a chair and I sat down on his lap, my back towards him. Larry and Joann opened a bottle of wine from a case they had bought the day before and poured us all a glass. They joined us on the balcony. Larry sat in the other chair and Joann sat across his lap with her arms around his neck. We talked for awhile, reminiscing about what we had done that day. It wasn’t long until I saw Joann start to kiss Larry. Not just a little kiss on the lips but a nice big juicy tongue French kiss. I cleared my throat to get their attention and then asked if they wanted us to go. They said no and asked if they were making us uncomfortable. We said absolutely not, especially if they don’t mind if we did the same. They said they would be offended if we didn’t. It was such a nice romantic night and we should take advantage of it. I turned across Jakes lap, wrapped my hands around his neck and started to make out. Jake had his arms wrapped around my waist. After several minutes of passionate kissing, I looked over and Joann and Larry and could see that Larry had his hands slid under Joann’s skirt and apparently was pleasing her pussy. I ran a hand down and started to rub Jake’s chest through his shirt. He took my lead and started to rub his hands up and down my legs and thighs. I slide my skirt up a little to encourage him to explore me like Larry was exploring Joann. Soon I felt his fingers sliding over my pussy lips. I spread my legs to let him have better access. We continued this for awhile, making out and taking sips of wine between kisses. Joann said she needed some more wine and got up to get the bottle from the room. I also got up and said I needed to go use the restroom. Inside the room, I asked Joann if they had ever swinged with other couples. She looked at me and just smiled. I got the answer I was looking for. I told her we also did and I wanted to fuck her husband. Again she just smiled at me as to say, he is all yours. I helped her pour another glass of wine for us all and followed her out to the balcony. Joann went over by Jake as I sat down on Larry’s lap. Larry was a little shocked but quickly figured out what was going on as I planted a big kiss on his lips. I opened my mouth and started to explore his mouth with my tongue. I then spread my legs wide, letting my skirt hike up my hips to expose my bare pussy (I hadn’t put any panties on at all that week). It didn’t take long until Larry was exploring my pussy with his hands. My pussy was so wet by this time. I could feel Larry’s cock start to get hard under my ass. I slide my ass off his hardening cock and placed a hand on it. I smiled at Larry and said I think someone is getting a little excited. I then got down on my knees in front of Larry, unzipped his pants and pulled out his rock hard cock. His cock wasn’t quite as big as Jake’s (Jake has an 8-9 inch cock) but he had a very pretty cock. I like a pretty cock, one that has a nice shaped head and a smooth shaft. It was also very thick, which I think is actually more important than having a long cock. I started to run my tongue up and down the shaft of his cock while playing with his balls with my hands. I then slid it into my mouth and started sucking on it. I love sucking on some good cock, and Larry started to moan with approval. I took time out to slide his pants and underwear all the way off and threw them down on the deck of the balcony. He removed his shirt and placed it on the rest of his clothes. I went back to sucking on his cock, trying to get as much in my mouth as possible. I heard his moans get deeper and louder. After several minutes, I sensed he was about to cum. I didn’t want him to spout just yet so I got up and sat down on his lap. I was facing him with our crotches touching. I wrapped my arms around his neck and planted a big kiss on him, again exploring his mouth with my tongue. I pulled up my skirt, moved my pussy up and started to grind it against his cock. I was so wet; I was covering his cock with my pussy juices. I looked over at Joann and Jake and saw Jake with his face buried in Joann’s pussy. She looked like she was really enjoying herself. Larry helped me remove my top and skirt. I now could press my naked body against his. I ran my pussy over his cock and then up his body over his stomach and chest. I lowered myself again and he took one of by breasts into his mouth. I could feel his tongue circle my nipples and then felt him nibble and suck on them. I couldn’t wait any longer. I reached down and pulled up his cock and lowed myself onto it. I felt his massive member slip easily into my waiting pussy. I started to raise and lower myself, allowing his hard cock to slide in and out of me. We started slowly at first but quickly picked up the pace. Soon his cock was pumping in and out of me in a furious rate, God it felt so good. It wasn’t long until I was screaming as my orgasm overtook me. I’m sure someone had to hear me but I didn’t really care at that moment. It was an incredible orgasm. Sometime in the middle of my orgasm, Larry started to shoot his load inside me. Feeling his cum shoot inside me only extended my own orgasm. It wasn’t long after I composed myself that I heard some laud moans coming from Jake and Joann. We looked over just as they both came together, both bodies shaking in what seemed to be as good of an orgasm as I just had. It was very late so we decided to finish off our glasses of wine and head back to our cabin. We all agreed that we had a lot of time to have a lot more fun the rest of the week. We arranged to meet Joann and Larry for breakfast and again tour the next island together. ----- Chapter Five ----- The next day was pretty much the same. We toured another island with Joann and Larry. Back on the ship we had dinner again with Joann and Larry and took in some more entertainment. Afterwards, Jake and Larry wanted to spend some time in the casino. Gambling doesn’t do anything for me and Joann so we decided to go off on our own. We explored some other less populated bars on the ship and got to know each other even better. I couldn’t believe how well we were getting along for only knowing each other for a couple days. We ended up ordering one last drink and headed back to their cabin. Once back in their room, Joann immediately started to seduce me, running her hands over my body and giving me a very passionate kiss. We fell on the bed where we proceeded to remove each other’s clothes. I love fucking guys but there is something so special about making love to a women. It makes me feel so comfortable and sexy. Joann started to lick my entire body. Starting at my neck and working her way down to my pussy, paying extra attention to my tits and nipples. She had me so turned on. I then felt her tongue spread my pussy lips and circle my clit. Her fingers plunged deep into my pussy, hitting my G-spot. I could tell she was very experienced at satisfying women. Only after a couple minutes, I felt myself getting very close to an incredible orgasm. I shouted out to her that I was cumming. My body started to shake, my eyes rolled back into their sockets as my orgasm overtook my body. It seemed to last forever. After I was able to compose myself, I returned the favor to Joann. I started by sucking and licking her nice firm breasts. I circled my tongue around her very hard nipples while I massaged her breasts. Her boobs were so large and so firm. I hope my boobs are like this when I’m 38. I continued by licking and kissing my way down her flat stomach to her shaved pussy. I shot my stiff tongue as far into her pussy as I could. I could tell by her moans that I was hitting her just right. I started to rub and pinch her clit with my fingers. She was so wet. I then easily slide a couple fingers into her love hole, then three and then four. I continued to fuck her with my fingers as I started to nibble on her clit with my mouth. I flicked and circled her clit with my tongue. After several minutes, her body started to quiver and she started to cum. I soon realized that she was a squirter as her cum started to squirt all over my face. It startled me at first but I quickly composed myself to take as much in my mouth as I could. After her orgasm subsided, she pulled me up and gave me a very passionate kiss. We lay next to each other for quite awhile, it felt so good to have a naked female body nestled against me. Suddenly we heard the key card open the cabin door. Larry and Jake walked through the door and saw Joann and I holding each other’s naked body. We didn’t move but simply smiled up to our husbands. Larry said “See, I told you we could find them back here”. Jake asked if we were having fun. I said, with a big smile on my face, “More fun than you can imagine”. Joann responded by saying ”but we could have much more fun”, as she motioned the guys to join us. It didn’t take the guys long to remove their clothes and join us on the bed. Just then Joann got up off the bed and said that she was a little tired and needed a little time to recover. She looked at me as to say “follow my lead and come over here”. I also got out of bed and stood next to her. She told the guys that we had just had a very exhausting love making session and Cindy and I needed to relax a little. Both guys started to complain and informed us (as if we didn’t already know) that they both were very horny and needed some good fucking to relieve them. Joann said “go right ahead, don’t let us stop you, we will just sit here and watch”. We both sat down in the chairs next to the bed. Joann had told me earlier that Larry liked sex with guys but I knew Jake says he doesn’t like it. I have seen him do it several times and he seems to have a good time with it. I don’t know why he just doesn’t admit he likes it. I started to persuade Jake to let Larry suck his cock. Larry looked at Jake to see if he would allow him to do it. Jake didn’t give much resistance so Larry leaned down and started to lightly rub his hand over Jakes cock. His cock wasn’t hard but it seemed to jump when Larry first touched it. We watched as his cock grew and got hard right in front of our eyes. In just a couple minutes, Larry had Jake’s cock as hard as I had ever seen it. Larry then took Jake’s cock into his mouth and started to suck on it. Jake’s cock is rather large, I can never get it all the way into my mouth and neither could Larry. While sucking his cock head, Larry slide his hand up and down Jake’s shaft. Joann and I just sat back and watched the show. I could tell by the look on Jake’s face and by his moans, he was really enjoying it. I asked Jake how it felt. He simply responded by giving me a big grin and shaking his head in approval. I could tell that Jake was just about ready to cum when he pulled away. He moved down and let Larry lay down on the bed so they could switch places. Larry’s cock was already hard, although not quite as big as Jake’s Jake took Larry’s cock into his mouth and started sucking it furiously, sucking it as he massaged his balls and ran his hand up and down the shaft. After several minutes Larry got up and moved around so that they were in a 69 position. Both took each others cock in their mouth and continued to please each other. Joann and I were getting so turned on just watching them. Both of us were running our hands over our pussies. It wasn’t long until I think they came together. Both took the others cum into their mouth. Joann and I applauded seeing each of them take each others cum in their mouth without spilling a drop. After the guys collected themselves, they asked us girls if we were satisfied. I said “we are greatly satisfied but I don’t think we are as satisfied as you two”. To let the guys recoup, Joann went and opened another bottle of wine. I helped her pour four glasses. We sat around talking for awhile. We asked how much money they had lost in the casino. They wouldn’t tell us. After about 15-20 minutes of conversation, Larry looked at me and motioned for me to come over by him on the bed. I gladly got up and joined him. Jake proceeded to go over to Joann and attend to her. Larry was sitting on the edge of the bed. I sat down on his lap facing him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I started to kiss him and rub my fingers over his head and through his hair. Together we ran our hands over each others body. For some reason I started to talk very dirty to Larry. I said something like “do you think you can fuck me with that fag cock of yours?” He replied by saying “this cock can fuck the shit out of any pussy around.” Jake and Joann started to laugh at our verbal comments and started in with their own dirty remarks. Before you knew it, all four of us were voicing comments like “come on you fucking whore, I’m going to fuck your hot pussy for all its worth.” I think it was a contest who could say the most disgusting things. I started to rub my very wet pussy over Larry’s shaft. “The fucking slut has a soaking wet pussy, bet she wants a big fat cock in it” Larry said as he rotated his hips to let his cock slip right in. I immediately rammed my pelvis down hard on him so that his cock would dig deep inside me. I pushed Larry back onto the bed and leaned over him so we could fuck hard and furious. We continued our verbal assault as we pounded ourselves at each other, my pussy sliding up and down and his hard cock. “Give it to me you big stud, ram that hard fat cock deep inside me, fuck my hot cunt baby”. We were fucking like there was no tomorrow when I felt a hand start to rub my pussy from behind. It then parted my ass checks and started to probe at my ass hole. Jake was lubricating my ass from my pussy juices. I knew exactly what he was going to do. He knows how much I like to be double fucked. Sure enough, I soon felt his cock start to enter my ass. It took him a little time but he soon had it jammed in as far as he could. I just love having a cock fucking my ass at the same time as one is fucking my pussy. Jake and Larry got into a rhythm, both shooting their love tools in and out of me at the same time. After we all got in a steady rhythm, Joann came over. I motioned for her to move up so I could lick her pussy. She shoved her cunt right into my face, allowing me to slide my tongue between her pussy lips and over her clit. Her clit was so hard and big. My fingers soon found her hot pussy, digging deep inside. The guys helped me out by rubbing and pinching at Joann’s tits and nipples. We continued our four-way fuck for some time until I was the first to explode into another incredible orgasm. Joann soon followed, shooting her hot cum over my face again. A couple minutes later Jake and Larry shot both their loads deep inside my ass and pussy at the same time. We all four fell totally exhausted in a pile on the bed. It had been an unbelievable night of enjoyable fucking. After we caught our breath, Jake and I made our way back to our cabin. It was very late and we needed to get some sleep before we met again the next morning to explore the next island. ----- Chapter Six ----- The next day we had a very exciting time on the island. The island that we were visiting was a very beautiful mountainous island. It is known for its beautiful mountain streams and waterfalls. The four of us decided to get a taxi cab and take a tour up into the mountains. The tour guide (taxi driver) first took us to a mountain cave and then to a gorgeous waterfall. At the base of the waterfall was a nice little pool that looked very enticing for a nice swim. It was a very popular waterfall and the crowds were quite large, so we didn’t feel like swimming in front of everyone. We asked the guide if there were any waterfalls that were not as crowded. He said there was two not too far away. One was a five mile hike into the rain forest. The other was 1 mile hike. We thought five miles was too far but 1 mile sounded good. He drove us to the end of the 1 mile trail and pointed us into the direction of the waterfall. He said he would wait there until we get back. On our hike back to the falls, we met one group but other than that, we didn’t see anyone. As we got closer to the falls, we could hear the roar of the water falling over the mountain cliff. It was absolutely gorgeous. A small waterfall appearing out of the side of the mountain, tumbling about 40 feet to a small little pool of water nestled in the rocks surrounded by the lush foliage of the rainforest. Although not as large as the first waterfall, it was definitely just as stunning. The best thing was, we were the only ones there. We had brought our swimming suits with us but since no one was there, we decided to take a little skinny dip. We all stripped down and jumped in. Oh what a refreshing feeling. The water was magnificent. I soon felt a pair of hand wrap around me from behind. It was Larry. He immediately started to massage my breasts from behind me. I felt him push himself against my backside. I reached my hand behind me and felt that he was already hard, mmmmm. I pressed my ass back pressing against his hard member. We were standing in water just deep enough that we could stand on the bottom and have our heads above water. I looked over at Jake and he was busy with Joann. Jake and I had fucked many times in water. It is something we enjoy doing because you are much lighter in water so you can move and pick up your partner more easily. I turned around to face Larry. I wrapped my arms around his neck and started to kiss him very fervently. I then jumped up and wrapped my legs around this waist, pressing my crouch against his. Larry started to slide his hard cock up and down over my pussy; damn I was so wet and horny. I spread my legs slightly to invite him to enter me. He slid right in. I started to bounce up and down in the water, allowing his cock to slide in and out of my hot pussy. I looked over at Jake and Joann and they were doing the same. After a couple minutes, we started to hear voices approaching from down the path, oh shit! All four of us separated. We realized that because the water was so clear, anyone looking down at us could see that we didn’t have any clothes on. We then got the idea to move closer to the waterfall so that the bubbles that formed on the water from the falls splashing down on the surface of the pool would hide the fact that we were naked. A group of elderly tourists came into view. We just hoped to God that they wouldn’t stay too long. The water depth was over our heads where we were and we didn’t know how long we could tread water. Besides, we had much better things to do. Thank goodness they didn’t stay very long. As soon as they turned to leave, we quickly moved back to shallower waters and were back fucking our partners as before. It wasn’t long until Larry was cumming inside me. Larry then floated me over to a large rock on the edge of the pool. This rock was just below the surface of the water. He placed me on the rock face up. My head was above water but my pussy was just at the surface of the water. He spread my legs and placed his face against my cum-filled pussy. I felt his tongue swirling around my clit. The small waves of the water were splashing against my pussy as his tongue started to explore inside my cunt hole. God, it felt so good. After several minutes of Larry eating my pussy and rubbing my clit, I heard Joann start to scream. I had totally forgotten about Jake and Joann. I looked over towards them and saw Jake doing the same to Joann as Larry was to me. It was obvious that Jake had sent Joann into a gigantic orgasm. They were probably 30 feet from us but I still could see Joann’s body shaking in a massive orgasm. Seeing this sent me into my own climatic orgasm as well. Larry was doing such a fantastic job of satisfying me. Just as Joann and I were catching our breath, we heard more voices coming from down the path. We all again quickly swam over under our canopy of bubbles near the waterfall. This time two couples come up to the edge of the pool and started talking to us. I guess they were about 30 years old. They asked us how the water was. We said very refreshing. They looked around the area and saw our clothes over on some rocks where we had left them. They had their swimming suits and towels in their hands. They asked us were we had changed into our swimming suits. We didn’t know what to say. We didn’t want to make up some story so decided to tell them the truth and told them we hadn’t changed into our swimming suits. It took them awhile to catch on to what we were saying but it finally hit them that we were all naked. You should have seen the embarrassing grins they all got on their faces when they finally realized this. Us four had floated from the cover of the bubbles and I’m sure they could tell that we were truly naked. Jake and Larry then spoke up and told them that they were more than welcome to join us if they wish. After a little discussion, the four of them decided to get naked and join our skinny dip party. We watched as the four of them stripped their clothes and entered the water. I think Larry, Joann, Jake and I all wanted to have some group sex. We talked for awhile but it was obvious to us that these two couples were not into that. We decided that we should just leave. Besides, I’m sure our guide was wondering where we were, we had been gone for over an hour. We got out of the water, dried off, got dressed and said goodbye to our new acquaintances. After getting back to the taxi, we had the driver take us back to the ship. Back on the ship we went to our cabins and got cleaned up. Jake and I had another good fuck in the shower before we met Joann and Larry for dinner. We then went to the early show in the theatre. After the show, the guys and us girls split up again and went our separate ways. Joann and I went and visited a piano bar where a piano player was entertaining anyone that would listen. There weren’t many people there so Joann and I sat down at the piano right next to the piano player and ordered some drinks. The piano player was a gorgeous looking guy about 30 years old. He had nice blonde hair and blue eyes; a very masculine guy, not your typical pianist. He was a great singer and entertainer. We started to flirt with him and he flirted back. He took several requests from us and sang to us as if we were his lovers. He really knew how to earn his tips (if you know what I mean). After several drinks and feeling very horny, Joann and I went back to our cabin this time. We were both feeling a little frisky from all the drinks and being serenaded by the nice looking pianist for the past couple hours. It didn’t take us long until we had each other’s clothes off and was making out to relieve our sexual tension that had been building up in us. We were right in the heat of the moment when we heard the key card slide open the cabin door. Our two guys had returned. Joann and I were so into each other that we totally ignored they guys when the entered. They tried to talk to us but again we ignored them. Joann and I were in a 69 position on the bed. I was fingering her pussy and licking her clit as she was doing the same to me. We were in total ecstasy as we pleased each other. We continued in a 69 position for quite awhile, totally oblivious to Larry and Jake. I did look up once to see that they had both gotten naked; Jake was sitting in the chair while Larry was sucking his cock. I motioned to Joann to look; she simply smiled and returned to pleasuring my pussy. After what seemed to be hours, Joann finally came in a very intense orgasm. Shortly afterwards, I followed with my own huge orgasm. After we collected ourselves, we looked over and saw Larry ramming Jake’s asshole with his hard cock from behind. I couldn’t believe he actually let Larry do that without anyone coaxing him. It didn’t take Larry very long until he shot his load into Jake’s ass. It was a big turn on for Joann and me to watch the two guys go at it. After Larry was done, they asked if we wanted them to join us on the bed but we told them that they were doing just fine without us and that they should continue. Larry switched positions with Jake so that Jake could fuck him in the ass. Joann and I had a great view as we watch Jake’s cock slide in and out of Larry’s ass. If I wasn’t so exhausted I would have joined them. Instead we were completely satisfied with just watching our two ladyboys going at it with each other. After Jake filled Larry’s ass with his sperm, we decided to turn in for the night. But this time Jake and Joann went back to Larry and Joann’s cabin together while Larry stayed with me in our cabin. Larry and I had some very passionate love making while I’m sure Joann and Jake did also back in their cabin. I love my husband very much and love fucking him but the time Larry and I had together alone was very special. Most of the fucking we had been doing that week was very erotic and fast paced. Larry was very slow and soothing which was very nice for a change. It was a little strange going to sleep next to another guy other than my husband. But I did sleep very well before we woke to tackle another day and another island. ----- Chapter Seven ----- The next day brought another beautiful island. The four of us enjoyed a day at a beach and took in some snorkeling. Unfortunately this island did not have nude beaches, but it was a very enjoyable day. We really took pleasure in basking in the sun and drinking the local Caribbean drinks, not to mention the nice tan we got. Back on the ship we cleaned up and had diner as usual. We weren’t too fond of the entertainment in the theater that night so decided to spend the evening in the big lounge. Two shows were on the schedule for the evening. First a hypnotist during the early evening and later a comedy show at late night. The seating in the big lounge were mostly big half circle booths that faced a big stage where all the shows took place. The booths had very high backs. They were very comfortable and very private since you could only see in them from the stage side. We purposely arrived early to get a good booth up close to the stage. Joann and I were seated between Larry and Jake around the half circle table, I next to Larry and Joann next to Jake. We ordered our first round of drinks and sat back and had some good conversation while we waited for the first show to start. The hypnotist was very good; he had us all laughing in stitches. After the show, we had about an hour before the comedy show would begin. We ordered more drinks and sat back for the second show to begin. While deep in conversation with Joann, I felt a hand start to run over my thigh and up under my skirt. Larry first startled me but then I started to get turned on. I half-heartedly told him to stop since someone would see us. He said that no one was going to see in, if someone would walk in front of the booth, the table hid anything that he was doing. He slowly ran his hand up my thigh and parted my legs. He ran his fingers over my panty-less crotch. I felt him start to rub my clit and pinch it with his fingers. I spread my legs to give him better access. I looked over at Joann and saw Jake was doing the same to her. I couldn’t believe that I was having my pussy rubbed in the middle of a crowded lounge. I felt Larry’s fingers part my pussy lips and run them up and down my slit. Soon I felt him slide his finger into my pussy. I was so wet that he was able to quickly and easily slide in. I tried to keep a straight face in case someone did pass in front of our booth. It is very difficult to keep a straight face when you have someone fingering you pussy. Larry and Jake were carrying on a normal conversation so no one would get suspicious. They continued to rub our clits and probe their fingers into our pussies for the next five or ten minutes. Joann’s and my breathing were getting very deep and loud. I couldn’t take it anymore. I threw my head back against the back to the booth and closed my eyes taking in the full affect of their actions. It wasn’t long until I couldn’t hold back any longer and was thrown into an incredible orgasm. I think I actually passed out for a couple seconds, probably also had something to do with the fact I had been drinking alcohol all night long. After I composed myself, I looked over at Joann and I could tell she had cum as well. She looked as exhausted as I. We just looked at each other and started to laugh. It was so absurd that we both had just had an incredible orgasm with all these people around us. I then pulled my skirt back down and reached over and felt Larry’s cock through his pants. He was already hard. I whispered to him that I better do something about this. He just smiled back at me. I rubbed up and down his cock for a little while. After several minutes I unzipped his pants and managed to pull his cock out. This time Larry and Jake was having a hard time keeping composed as Joann and I carried on a casual conversation. We continued stroking their hard cocks for quite awhile, changing from slow easy strokes, when someone walked by, to fast furious strokes when no one was in view. It seemed that we were stroking their cocks for a long time when a voice come over the sound system announcing the show was going to start in about 10 minutes. Shortly after that I felt Larry’s cock start to convulse. I knew he was about to cum. I looked around to make sure no one was looking and then quickly ducked under the table to catch his cum in my mouth. I wasn’t able to get all of it but I did get the majority of it. I quickly came back up licking my lips as if nothing had happened. Joann and Jake had watched me take his cum, they started to laugh when I returned above the table. I couple minutes later Joann did the same to catch my husband’s cum while he had his orgasm. The comedy show was also a very good show. We laughed so hard and so long that night, our guts were hurting from so much laughing. After the show we sat around drinking our last drink and talking. I don’t think we wanted to go back to our cabins because we knew that this was our last night on the ship and we didn’t want it to end. We eventually decided to go back to Joann and Larry’s cabin for one last good time. On our way back, we decided to take a detour and go up to the top deck to take in the warm Caribbean air one last time. It was late, about 2:00 am, and very few people were up on top at that time of night. We walked around for a little while, looking out over the romantic ocean waters. The stars and moon again lit up the dark skies. We walked past a set of stairs that lead up and had a sign that said you must be 18 to enter. We heard rumors that there was a place on the ship that you could sunbath nude but never did find out where it was or even if the rumors were actually true. We put two and two together and concluded that these stairs must lead up to that place. Obviously we couldn’t sunbath nude that night but curiosity took us upstairs to check it out. On top there was simply a small area that had nothing but a bunch of deck chairs. This area was actually the roof of one of the bars on the top deck. On the far side of this area we saw a couple what appeared to be making out. After realizing what they were doing, we quickly apologized for interrupting and turned to leave. The guy spoke up and said we didn’t have to apologize. He said we could stay if we wanted. We were curious to look around so slowly started to approach them. As we got closer, we realized they were doing more than making out. They were half naked and were obviously fucking each other before we rudely interrupted. Both of them had their shorts off but still had their shirts on. They didn’t seem to try to hide their private parts as we approached them. The guy still had a very hard cock and you could see her pussy juices reflecting off it in the moonlight. We also noticed that they were very young, I would have guessed teenagers. We asked them how old they were and they said they were both 21 years old, I never did believe them. They said their names were Jason and Brianna. They said they were on their honeymoon. We sarcastically asked if they were enjoying themselves. Brianna responded and said they were. I couldn’t believe when she then invited us to join them. I think they had been drinking as much as we had been and were acting differently than they normally would. It appeared that they were feeling no pain. They didn’t have to twist our arms too much; we immediately decided to take her up on her offer. Jason was a rather short guy, but seemed to have a nice looking body. Brianna was very petite had a very cut face and also a nice looking body. Larry and I sat down on a deck chair that was next to them while Joann and Jake sat down on a chair on the other side. We started to rub each other’s crotches as we started some small talk such as where they were from and what they had been doing on their honeymoon. We found out they were from California. They also told us that they had been coming up to this area each night to fuck each other. A couple nights they even slept up here all night. As we talked, I noticed Jason’s cock started to go soft. I got up and sat down next to him, on the other side from Brianna. I made some remark to Jason that we needed to get him back up again. As I said that, Joann got up and kneeled in front of him. We both reached out and started to stroke Jason. At the same time, Jake and Larry held out their hands for Brianna to guide her over to another chair where they were going to work on her. You should have seen the look on Jason and Brianna’s face. I don’t think they had ever done anything like this before. A look of nervousness and fear came over their faces. But we eventually turned those faces into lust and excitement. Joann lowered her head onto Jason’s cock and started to lick up and down its shaft. I leaned over and started to French kiss him, darting my tongue in and out of his mouth. Jason would periodically look over at Brianna but I would wrap my hands around his head and pull him back as to say “forget about her for now, we are going to take care of you”. I then pushed Jason down on the deck chair so his head was towards Brianna, this way he could not see her or pay any attention to her. I started to lick and rub my way down to his chest, past his stomach and finally to his now-very-hard cock. Joann let me share his cock with her. She would suck on his balls as I took his cock into my mouth. I sucked it for awhile and then we would trade placed. We sucked and licked his cock for quite awhile until Joann got up and stood over him, preparing to lower her eager pussy onto his hard manhood. She slowly lowered herself as I held his cock to guide it into her wet cunt. It easily slipped right over it. I reached one hand around Joann and played with Jason’s balls as she moved up and down on his stiff rod. I used my other hand to rub against Joann’s rigid clit. After several minutes I looked over at Jake and Larry and saw that Jake was ramming Brianna’s pussy as Larry had his cock in her mouth. I got up and decided to copy Larry and straddled Jason’s head. I lowered my dripping wet pussy right over his face. Jason immediately stuck out his tongue reaching for my willing love hole. I felt his tongue stick right into my pussy. I raised and lowered myself so that I was fucking his little stubby tongue. As I fucked his tongue, I continued to watch Jake and Larry give it to Brianna. I’m not sure who came first but it seemed like one started to scream in ecstasy and then another would start. After just a little while we had all come. We then all switched positions and paired up with other non-spouses and continued our fucking festivities. We continued fucking all night long in every imaginable position, with every partner. We three girls had all three cocks in every hole at sometime during the next several hours. The one that got me the hardest orgasm was when Jason was fucking my pussy, Larry poked his cock into my ass and my husband fucked me in my mouth. I don’t know how loud I screamed, but I hope no one heard me. After several hours, it was obvious that the guys were spent and couldn’t go on. It seemed like things were starting to wind down and we needed to get back to our cabins. I wasn’t quite done yet. I looked over at Joann with a seductive smile and then looked over at Brianna. Joann got the hint and we both went over by Brianna and started to fondle her tits. She got a look of terror on her face. When we reached down and started to rub her legs and torso, she said that she had never made love to another girl before. Both Joann and I said that was ok, we would show her everything she needs to know. We told her just to relax and enjoy. You could tell she wasn’t so sure about this but that didn’t stop us. Joann leaned over and started to lick Brianna tits as I reached down and spread her legs and reached towards her pussy. I quickly slipped a couple fingers into her cum filled cunt. I rubbed my thumb over her clit. It was still very hard and very large. The three guys just sat back and watched intensively as we put on a show for them. Jason’s eyes were as big as quarters; you could tell he had never seen his new wife in any situation like this before. Occasionally one of them would shout out some rude remark like “suck that sloppy pussy, bitch”. Joann and I licked and sucked all over Brianna until we got her to explode with her final orgasm of the night. Then Joann and I turned to each other, determined to get one more orgasm before the night (and week) was over. Brianna joined right in, digging deep into our pussies and licking and sucking on our clits. For never doing this before, it didn’t take her very long to catch on. We three girls pleased each other for another 10 to 15 minutes until we climaxed one last time. All six of us lay exhausted on the deck chairs and the ship deck. It was starting to get a little light. The sun would be coming up soon. We could see some lights far off in the horizon. We were coming into San Juan, our final destination. We were all sad that the week was coming to an end but was very happy that we had the week that we did together. Eventually we got ourselves to go back to our cabins, get packed and get ready for the debarkation process. Before we did debark, we said our goodbyes to Joann and Larry, exchanged phone numbers and addressed and promised to keep in touch. And if either of us were to ever go on anther cruise, we would invite the others. I can’t wait to have another week like this one.