Aria was slim, with a beautiful pair of firm round breasts. Her hair was long and flowing, and almost came all the way down to her small round ass. Kelly, who stood behind Aria, had a big butt, but and petite little boobs. Togerher they were a pair to die for.

     They all went inside and after exchanging a few words began to remove their clothes. Aria's parents wouldn't be home until the next morning, so they didn't even bother to go upstairs.

     Aria quickly took off the tight pink sweater she had been wearing. She wasn't wearing a bra and her dark brown nipples were sticking out. This got Andy excited and he started getting hard as he took off his shirt. Andy's chest was clearly outlined, and muscular. He had just come from his fight with Pentaco, so every inch of his body was covered in sweat. He quickly slipped off his jeans, revealing his ever stiffening cock. By this time everybody was naked, so they began.

     "Now Aria," said Andy in a buisnesslike tone "I've heard of what you do for beople like be who've just come from fights."

     Aria had been doing this for a long time. She soon discovered that you can get guys excited by licking sweat off their bodies so, if they were sweaty, that's what she did. Aria began to move her tongue up and down all over Andy's chest, licking up the salty sweat that covered him. Andy had never felt anything like this before, and he was savoring every minute of the warm, tickling sensation he felt as she slid her tongue over his chest and nipples. When she finnished she begal lapping up the sweat that lay inhis armpits. Andy liked this and slowly began to rub his cock which had now grown to it's full 8.5". Aria finnished both Andy's armpits, and she now moved on to the part she hated. She slowly moved her head toward his crotch and began to lick under his balls. Andy couldn't take it anymore and suddenly grabbed her by her hair, turned her around, bent her over and plunged his cock into her. Andy grabbed her ass and began thrusting himself into her. Aria started screaming, half out of surprise and half out of pleasure. Andy kept pounding her for a while when he finally had an idea.

     "Eric," Andy called to his friend, who he just remembered was in the room "You gonna cum soon?"

     "Yeah" called Eric.

     "Cum on Aria's boobs" He shouted

     Eric listened to his friend, who had never steered him wrong before and did as he was told. Andy layed Aria on the floor and Eric started pumping shot after shot of cum onto her large round breasts. Aria was not exactly pleased about this but, as she was in debt to the two of them, she kept her mouth shut. When Eric was done Andy got on top of Aria and started sliding his cock through her large, round, cum soaked breasts. The sensation was amazing, and Andy loved the feel of his friend's warm cum on Aria. Aria, however, was less that thrilled, as Andy's 8.5" penis sometimes went up her nose, and she smelled the awful combination of post-fight cock, and lots of cum. Andy soon started cumming all over Aria's mouth and face. Finally he got up, cleand off his cock and went off to his fight.

Part 2

Andy pounded his fists into Tyrone's chest and face. They both had their shirts off and were brawling away. Andy was bleeding slightly. He felt his balls get heavy as he was winning the violent contest of strength, sweat, and testosterone Suddenly they heard sirens. The two boys, alone at night in the empty lot, turned to see a police car. Two policemen flew out of the car and pulled them apart from eachother. After a bit of slamming them into the car to calm them down, one of the cops spoke.

     "You know," he said "Fighting like this is unnaceptable. If either of you have a record you could both look forward to prison. Isn't that right Murray?"

     The other cop nodded

     "But you know, seeing as we're in a good mood we can let you go if you let us have sex with you."

    "I'd rather go to prison." said Andy.

    "Well too bad," said the cop "'cause we're not giving you a choice."

    With that the cop threw Andy on the car and forcefully pulled off his jeans. Andy screamed as the cop rammed his big hairy cock into Andy's ass. He stopped soon though, and asked his partner if he wanted to see some "black on black" action. He  then pointed a gun at Andy and told him to lick under Tyrone's balls, and then suck his cock.

     Andy reluctantly got down on his kneesand put his face under Tyrone's balls. Tyrone, who was a strong guy, still excited from the fight, had exceptionally heavy balls. Andy was disgusted by the awful smell, but he licked away. The balls tasted salty, but Andy licked away anyway. When he was done he put Tyrone's smelly, sweaty cock in   his mouth. He was surprised to feel Tyrone quickly harden to 11".Tyrone moaned in pleasure. He was enjoying it! Still Andy sucked away, until the cops told him to bend over. He felt the head of Tyrone's throbbing, pulsating penis being pushed into his ass. Tyrone kept going in, stretching andy's tiny asshole. Andy screamed in pain and he thought it would never end. Turone finally began to pull out, only to ram his enormous cock back down Andy's ass. As Tyrone's sweaty throbbing cock went into Andy faster and faster Andy felt nothing short of agony. Suddenly Andy felt Tyrone cum as wave after wave of semen flooded andy's anal passages, until his entire ass was covered in it.

     The cops pulled the two apart after this because it was unfortunately not the end. one cop made Andy lay on the ground as he took a huge shit on his chest. he rubbed the shit all over Andy's chest and crotch, and then his own. He started humping Andy on his balls. The cops dick grew and hardened. He rubbed his cock with one hand, and plunged his other shit-covered hand into Andy's ass. After a while he came all over Andy's balls. Finally he made Andy lick all the cum and shit off of his penis and, when he was done, pissed in his mouth. The cops drove away and as Andy lay there, naked and violated, he realized something: he hated cops.

The sight that greeted me made that $90 dollars the best I had ever spent. She was in the bedroom  wearing a dark red leather corset from an earlier gift giving, garters and stocking. Nipple chains adorned her 36D's and her makeup was straight from teh porn industry, dark, dusky eye shadow, crimsom, full lips, her blonde hair loose and flowing. And , of course, that big blue Feeldoe sticking proudly out of her cunt like a 7"cock. 

Without another word I crossed the room, handed her her brandy and then with a look from her, I was on my knees with that cock in my mouth.She took the back of my head and proceeded to fuck me in the mouth, thrusting in and pulling out from my lips. The longer she pumped my face the harder I got until I thought I was going to pop.

Then came the command. I knew how this was going to go when I heard the tone in her voice. 'Lay across the bed, and spread your ass.' Doing just as I was told, with trepidation I felt her lining up and expecting it to be a smooth and gradual entry, I was shocked when in one hard ram she was in me and fucking away. I looked over my shoulder at her face and was amazed at what I saw. She was in ecstasy. The Feeldoe had a small vibrator in its base that directly buzzed on her clit and at the same tiem vibrated deep in her cunt as the ball of the dong wedged firmly in her pussy. She was slamming into my ass and I could tell she was cumming.I realized so was I, all over our quilt, but neither of us cared at the moment. She stopped for a minute, then after a few more pumps said, Now, do waht you like me to do so much.'

I didn't need to hear it again, She pulled out of my ass, I droipped back to my knees and she fucked me in teh mouth again. now, ATM is a different thing when you're the one doing the sucking, even when it'sa 7" dong , but having it sticking out of your wife's dripping cunt, and knowing that in just a few minutes you're going to be getting one heavenly blowjob followed by a fucking that legends are woven from made it an experience I wouldn't have refused for anything.

Feeldoe...not just for lesbians. And so much better than teh old school strapons. We had tried them before, but the hands free action, the simultaneous pussy penetration while she fucked me has made me a convert. We do this often now, not so often as to have it become stale, but regularly.

I should probably remind my readers that I am bi-sexual and that 11 inch cock is going to bneed some attention from me, but that will have to wait til this relationship develops a little.  I don't know I Mike will even be interested, but I do know he likes his cock sucked and I give the best blow job on earth, so we will see, but I bet I get to suck it before long.

And funny, but the ones who gossip are the least likely to be able to understand how a rape could happen, and the most likely to fear something like that happening to them.  Then when they gossip, they start all sorts of ideas in other boy’s minds, like maybe they could have something like that happen and get away with it.  Like maybe the girl they’re all talking about would do it again.

At any rate, my MOTHER learned I was sexually active.  Never mind that it wasn’t my choice.  She hauled me to the doctor and I had to sit humiliated with my feet sprawled in the stirrups and they took “cultures” out of my vagina with swabs and wooden sticks and I vowed NEVER AGAIN.

But I liked boys.  Oh I liked the boys.  There was this one guy, later that summer, and I chased him when I finally got the guts to wear a two-piece swimsuit (with my 36C’s jutting all the way out to HERE).  We took Red Cross Lifesaving together.  He was already a lifeguard.  I was in advanced swimming.  He used to come to me under the water and hold my hand.  We’d swim side by side, under water.  Like mermaids.  I fell in love with him and wrote him passionate thoughts and poems until one day when he tried to have sex with me in the back of his car. He’d heard all sorts of things about me and how promiscuous I must be to have those rumors fly.  But in reality, I was trying to do the “born again” (at least by persistence and denial) virgin thing.  I told him “no, I musn’t.”  Of course I couldn’t.  I was trying to be a good girl.  But when he held me in his big, strong arms and kissed me with his tongue pressing into the back of my mouth and his erection pressing into my thigh, I was a good girl with a throbbing coming up through my loins and very, very wet panties.

It wasn’t long after the “no, I musn’t” that he told me he was serious about a girl his own age (he was eighteen) and he was going to marry her.  He gave me the “let’s be friends” hug, and told me that I should go out with his little brother who was my age (fourteen). 

So heartbroken, I gave his little brother a call.  A little brother was better than nothing.  Or was he?  The brother, Mark, was sweet.  A little too sweet.  I was more interested in the other brother, Ward, who had live crickets jumping around in his room because they’d run for their lives when he’d tried to feed them to the gecko.  I went over and watched the Gong Show with Mark.  We sat together on the couch with sweaty palms, giggling and making smart remarks about The Unknown Comic.  Then after Mark went to work and I was waiting for my ride home, Ward pulled me into the room with the crickets, and put me on the top bunk.  My heart was racing so fast, I decided I wasn’t going to be a good girl anymore.  I peeled off my pants and he put it in, and I closed my eyes and he rocked my world.  The wooden frame of the bunk bed whack! whack! whacked against the wall until his fingers gripped my upper arms.  I held my hands gingerly on his ass, wanting to push him deeper inside. Then it was all over too fast and there was the stickiness that he left on my crotch.

Wow!  This was my first time it was consensual.  There was chemistry, and it felt good!  He rolled over, wiped it off with a sock, and stumbled into the bathroom.  So much for romance.

I stopped seeing Mark not long after that.  I didn’t need to be messing with my “boyfriend’s” brother. Just seeing a glimpse of Ward would make me feel more alert, the sky seemed bluer, my hearing more acute.  I couldn’t explain any of that to Mark.  So I just stopped seeing him. 

Then I was alone again.  I had no release for the sexual tension I was experiencing.  My mother never made me feel it was okay to explore myself on my own. It always felt so dirty, so shameful.  I lay awake at night, listening to the crickets.  It would make me so horny, thinking about that time we had up on Ward’s bed.  I would slide my hand just inside the waistband of my pj’s, just to the point where I could reach inside the folds, not to do anything, just to touch.  I would lay a finger against my bump, checking to see how aroused it got, how engorged with blood, how easy it would be to key it up.  Then I would slip the finger past that bumpy bulge at the start of my vagina and remember, just imagine, how fabulous it’d felt when he slid his lanky, slender penis inside of me.  My hands felt so stubby in comparison.

I so wanted to stroke the fire out of my cunt!  I prayed for God to deliver me from evil.  I stayed awake for hours, tossing and turning, punching my pillow, then exhausted–I’d settle two fingers down on the wetness and rock my hips until I could finally fall asleep.

Then oh my goodness!  There he was at the fair! Ward found me at the fairgrounds that one summer day and with him was his best friend, Jimmy.  Ward had told Jimmy all about our little tryst on the bunk in his room, and what with the embellishing he did, it must have sounded pretty damn hot. I was blushing outright to think of what Jimmy must think of me.

Ward told me that Jimmy was still a virgin, and he asked me to do them both.  Shit!  I had to think about it.  I mean, I was the girl.  They weren’t going to get the reputation.  I was.  But then, there was that whole gang rape hysteria, and oh, I pretty much already had one. This wouldn’t change a thing.

It was one thing to have an undeserved reputation.  It was quite another to embrace it.

I told them I at least wanted a ride on the Ferris wheel.  They plunked down some tickets and the three of us got into the little white car.  The carnival dude with no front teeth hooked down the safety bar and winked at the three of us.  I’d sat in the middle and before we could even get up and out of sight, both of them had their arms around my back and were feeling the side of a tit.  Holy shit!  Now no one ever prepared me that this could all be the way it worked. Here I was, naively thinking I was supposed to end up with one steady boyfriend and he was supposed to be too jealous to allow any other fella to lay a hand on me.  This new version of reality was blowing my mind.  This boyfriend wanted to share me with his friend!  What the hell?

We began the ascent to the top, cars lurching to the top as the Carnie stopped each time to let in a new batch of people.  I looked over to see if Ward was really okay with all of this and he kissed my mouth. Then Jimmy wanted one too.  I still wasn’t sure how I felt about this, but I wanted to be a good sport, so I gave him a little peck.  A moment later, he had his tongue probing against my lips.  I kind of shook him off.  Then Ward had his hand sliding up my shirt.  I’d no more put his hand back on his leg when Jimmy had his hand creeping in on the other side.  Was this okay?  I was completely torn.  I really wanted Ward to have his hands all over me (okay, maybe a little more privately), but he really seemed to want Jimmy in on our arrangement.

At the fair, anything seemed possible.  Anything. The cars lurched a couple more times, then the Ferris wheel started going. Well if they could touch me, I could touch them!  My heart racing, I reached over and pushed the bulge forming in Ward’s jeans.  It made me tingle to know that I was touching his hard-on.  Oh God.  I avoided looking at his face, or looking at Jimmy to see if he saw.  But he saw.  No doubt.  His hand was reaching for my nipple, which was doing the ole “Hi, how you doing?” salute, poking completely through the layers of my bra and my clothes.  Next, both boys had hands slipping inside my thighs, and Ward pinched my pussy. 

“Cut it out!” I giggled.

The man running the ride was enjoying the show.  When it came time to change riders, he skipped our car.  Surprised, I looked down at him, and his eyes flashed.  We had an audience!

I don’t know what was getting into me!  I felt both giddy and exhibitionist at the same time.  It was wonderful to be getting all this attention from three different guys!  What the hell?  I put my hand behind me under my shirt.  I unfastened my bra. I passed the strap through my sleeve and popped my arm through that strap.  My bra came out the other armhole.  All this underneath my shirt.  They guys looked at me like I’d just done a magic trick. 

“Oh shit,” they said in unison as my boobs sprang loose.

At once, I had both boys all over those 36C’s like flies on a hamburger.  Jimmy pulled my top up to look at my nipple.  I clapped the shirt down, but not fast enough.  The carnival guy caught an eyeful!  He started laughing.  Jimmy tweaked my nipple.  I felt a spark of excitement shoot though my body, stirring my abdomen.  I could feel actual drips of my juices seep into my panties. 
 
I felt a gust of wind and looked down at my blouse.  It had come unbuttoned.  Ward’s glance followed my eyes, and he laughed, "What have we here?"  His hand crept under my shirt, cupping my breast in his hand.  Suddenly, I was a million miles away and totally oblivious to everything in the world.  The ride started going again, so the boys felt more courage and their hands roamed across my tits, pressing and exploring.  An “I dare you” look flashed between the boys.  Ward held me back and Jimmy slipped a hand between my thighs.  I couldn’t help it.  I  wanted to spread my legs and let him stir up my animal instincts.  But I wasn’t supposed to like this!  What would my mother say?

My nose was wide open.  I smelled the salty scent from the back of Jimmy’s neck and my pussy was hot!  His hand buried between my thighs, all the way up against my puss, he said, “Wow!”  I knew that my smells were seeping through the fabrics and if he pressed his hand to his nose, he would smell everything I had.

This time when the ride was over, the carnival guy let us out.  I felt incredibly flushed.  If he didn’t see everything, it definitely was written all over my face.  Not to mention that my 36C’s were swinging under my shirt. I wasn’t quite sure what happened to my bra.  The Carnival guy suggested that all of us go into his trailer later on, he would get a break around four thirty.  My heart raced a thousand miles an hour.  He looked so skanky!  Thankfully Ward had words to say, "No, Man.  Not this time," and we darted off, laughing.

What was I getting myself into?

We went through the 4-H booth then.  I walked a little ahead of the boys, still trying to figure out what to do. On the one hand, having sex with two boys at the same time would be a total thrill.  But how were we going to get away with it?  Where were we supposed to go?

At the dairy barn they were giving away sample Frosties. We each got a cone, swirled with vanilla ice cream.  I know I was trying to look all cool and collected, like this sort of thing happened to me every day.  My mind racing, I asked the boys if they’d ever been to the reservoir.

Next, the three of us were hiking up the road, hand in hand, arm in arm, if no one was driving by.  I was totally getting into the idea of having sex with both of them, out here in the sunshine, where I could study their erections and try giving head.  Both Jimmy and Ward were walking awkwardly, occasionally pinching at the bulge. I tried to be casual about brushing against Ward.  I wanted to feel his boner through his jeans.  Oh my God!  It felt so wiry, like a spring. It wobbled somewhat, and returned to the exact spot it had been before I had touched it.  I was dying of curiosity.  How exactly did that thing work?
 
We got up to the reservoir, and under the cover of some trees, we found a brushy area that we ducked into. Jimmy took his sweatshirt off and laid it out.  Apparently it was supposed to protect me from the elements.  My hands were shaking.  I figured I should undress, but I didn’t exactly know how to get naked in front of two guys.  I mean, this didn’t just come natural to me.  One time, I’d gotten restricted from TV for a week because my little brother let me see his cock.  Girls are supposed to behave themselves.  No matter what. Mother did try to teach me right from wrong.  I had to give her that.

I was feeling self-conscious, but the guys just peeled off their clothes, like they did it every day.  They thought nothing of whipping it out right in front of each other! Both their dicks twanged right up as soon as they slid out of their tidy whities.  Boiiiing!

I was embarrassed.  It was my turn.  I didn’t want to just pull down my pants and have them both looking at my puss.  What a double standard, huh?  I mean, I wanted to stare at them.  I hadn’t even realized how their pubic hair would stick out like a tuft of grass.  Ward’s pubic hair was reddish brown, and Jimmy’s was definitely darker.  More like mine.  Oh my God.  The thought of them just looking at my pubic hair made my mouth go dry.  I remembered that Ward had sort of seen me before, that time on his bed, but that was so quick.  Almost pointless.  This time, I was doing it with TWO guys. If Mother found out, my life would be fucking over.  I might as well just chalk it up, draw the silhouette of my body on the pavement and dive for the location off the tenth floor. 

At least I was going to go out with a bang.

Nervously, I unzipped my jeans and wiggled out of them.  My panties came down with my pants.  I clapped my hand over myself and looked at them and giggled.  “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

Ward said, “You’re doing fine.”

I just knew they were staring at my stomach, how the cellulite kind of bubbled out below my navel.  I pulled my shirt down over my gut, hoping it would hide something.

“I think you look good.  Awesome.”  Jimmy declared.

Well I sure the hell didn’t believe him. These two were just out here to get a piece, not to be honest. 

But he sounded sincere.  And I have to say I wanted to eat it up, his compliments, his attention.  You see, we girls do not believe you are serious when you say you want to be with us.  We really, in our heart of hearts, believe you are just doing us to practice for the cheerleader, for the gymnast, for the gal you really want to fuck.

I looked at Jimmy’s cock.  He kind of had it in his hand, like he was holding it at bay.  I wondered if he was thinking, “Down, Boy.”

Well I didn’t know what to do.  I lay down with my back on the sweatshirt that Jimmy had spread out, and I opened my legs.  I felt their eyes searing through me.  Jimmy taking it in for the first time.  I wondered if he’d seen a dozen magazine girls, and if he was sorely disappointed.  Was he thinking, “so that’s all there is?” 

But somehow my insecurities didn’t make sense with what was going on.  Ward laid down on my left and Jimmy laid down on my right.  They gingerly put their hands on me.  Ward reached to unfasten the buttons on my shirt.  My breasts were splayed out to the sides.  Good grief.  Were they supposed to stay perky?  All pointed straight out.  Maybe I should sit up to give them a different angle.  I mean, after all, these guys could see everything.  Every mole, every pore, every goosebump.  My nipples were acting funny.  They were mooshed, like one of them got caught behind a button or something.  Jimmy didn’t seem to notice.  He just put his mouth over it and started sucking. 

What a strange sensation?  I mean, I knew I could push my breasts up and catch the damn thing in my own mouth, but this was different.  It felt completely wild to be the recipient.  To just lay down and let them take me.  A jumble of different songs went swirling through my head.  “Afternoon Delight...Take me, take me, take me....Mama’s got a squeeze box, Daddy never sleeps at night.” 

I closed my eyes and I could feel their things pressing into my thighs.  Ward on my left, Jimmy on the right.  I wanted to look down, to compare them, to see who was bigger.  What if one of them was really huge?  I opened an eye and squinted.  They were laying on top of them and I couldn’t see a thing.  I tried to be at one with my thighs.  Which one was bigger?  Ward’s was, I thought. 

Maybe I could get a good look at them before we were finished.

Ward started kissing my mouth.  He was all over me.  I could feel his tongue exploring my teeth, flitting around, over my tongue, under my tongue, back to my teeth.  He sucked a little and pulled my tongue into his mouth.  He tasted funny. But it wasn’t bad.  It wasn’t like he had bad breath or anything.

Then Jimmy put his hand down on my puss.  Right against the bare skin.  Oh my God.  I wondered if he was just looking at it, touching it with one hand, holding his thing with the other.  I was busy kissing Ward, and I was dying to know what Jimmy was thinking.  Did I smell okay?  Would he put his mouth on me?  Was I going to like this?

I felt him pushing my legs apart.  He smoothed my pubic hair down.  Then he pulled my labia apart!  Oh God.  I hardly dared to look at that myself.  No one had every really looked close up at my pussy, except I did that one time when I was in the house by myself.  I got out Mom’s compact and opened it and perched on the toilet and looked.  The folds were kind of purplish, at least more than I expected them to be.  And the hairs grew all over the place, even down the crack!  I pushed my finger around the ridges and it felt tingly.  That one little bumpy part in the front was almost too sensitive to touch!  I definitely didn’t want him messing with that little bumpy part. 

But he didn’t.  Jimmy just sat and looked at my puss.  I felt so self-conscious.  Like he could see through me.  Like I was invisible.  Or maybe I was suddenly ultra visible.  I wished I had one of those photographers to air brush me.  I tried to remember if I had any zits.  God, I hoped I didn’t have any fucking zits.

Whatever I had or didn’t have, the boys didn’t seem to mind.  I did notice they seemed to keep one hand on their thing.  I wondered if it felt weird to have dicks just dangling there, all vulnerable.  Were they feeling self-conscious too?  Maybe they didn’t want each other staring at their dicks.  Maybe they didn’t want me staring.  Maybe they didn’t care.

“Can you lay down here a minute?”  I heard myself ask.  I patted the sweatshirt and moved out of the way.  Ward scrambled under me and laid on his back.  His cock didn’t poke straight up like I thought it would.  It kind of swung down in an arch that almost hit his belly button.  It veered off to the right.  I wanted to touch it.  Would he let me?

Tentatively, I put my fingers on it.  I didn’t want to hurt him.  I knew that if I accidentally hit his balls I could cause him some real grief, but I didn’t know where the line was–the line between pleasure and pain. What if it was just all super-sensitive?  The way my little bumpy part was.  I mean, I didn’t really want them messing with that, not because I thought they would hurt me, more because I thought if they did anything, it would make me piss all over everything.  Sometimes when I masturbated, I hit that bump a little, and one time for sure it made me want to pee.  I went to the toilet and tweaked it persistently.  Then I peed, and the heat from my urine washed down over my hand.  I really liked the way it felt, but I didn’t want to have a burst of piss shoot out in the middle of our threesome.  Most of the time, hitting the bump felt okay, but I still wasn’t sure how everything worked down there. 

“Tell me if I do anything you don’t like, okay?”

“You’re doing fine.” Ward said.  His voice sounded a little funny.  Maybe he felt as weird as I did.  Maybe that time on his bed was his very first time?  We hadn’t ever talked about it, we just did it.

While I was leaning over him, Jimmy was behind me.  Suddenly I felt his hand on my inner thigh.  Right beside my butthole!  Oh my God.  He wasn’t going to look at my butthole, was he?  I turned and flashed him a grin.  “Be careful back there.  I’m a little nervous, okay?”

“I think you’re beautiful.”  He mumbled.

Yah, sure.

I went back to touching Ward’s cock.  It looked weird.  For some reason, I was reminded of E.T., the way his head kind of bulged out over his neck, the funny way the skin wrinkled up around him.  I didn’t want to push the skin around too much.  What if it hurt?  To be honest, I didn’t really know what the hell I was supposed to do.

“Here,” Ward said.  “Watch me a sec.”  And he put his hand over his thing, and he rubbed it up and down a few times.  It’s funny, because as scared as I was to move the skin around, that’s what he seemed to like.  “It’s not going to break,” he said, “believe me.”

I wanted to put my mouth on it.  The way I’d heard the wild girls did.  Guys were really supposed to like it when you put your mouth up and down on it.  I’d been a thumb sucker, so I wasn’t really phased by putting it into my mouth.  So I did it.  I slipped it into my mouth, my hand still firm on the shaft.  I heard Ward suck in real hard, and I pulled off at once.  “Am I hurting you?” I asked, panicked, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Hell no.  That’s just right.  Keep it up.  Try sliding your mouth up and down.” 

He pushed his pelvis forward, trying to guide his thing back into my mouth.  Sweet Mother of God, I was so worried I was hurting him!  I tried to settle back down on it, pushing it back into my mouth, but this was my first time giving a blow job.  Oh my teeth!  He's hitting my teeth!  What if I scrape him?  And, what was this taste?  His smell seeped into my nostrils, and I stopped just short of snuffing and snorting like a new puppy to figure out what it was.  (Girls don't smell like this!)  It wasn’t so much a taste, but his sweat, all up in my nose.  It was so carnal, and I was totally going for it, but it was unlike anything else I’d encountered before. 

Then everything all ran together.  Jimmy was back there, you know, by my butt, and I don’t know what the hell he was doing, but he started pushing stuff around back there, rubbing my puss, and oh hell was I wet!  And from that angle.  Oh my.  I just kinda jutted my ass back at him and oooh Lordy, was he messing with my head!  Euphoria swept up over me, like a bank of fog in the valley.  I couldn’t see what I was doing.  I kept looking for a way out.  But when you’re in a fog, all there is to do is to pay attention to exactly what is before you, and that, as you know, was Ward’s twitching cock. 

Now if you’re thinking about doing a threesome yourself, all I can tell you is that first time, it was totally overwhelming.  When I could pay attention to what I was doing and bob my face up and down on that arching cock, he started writhing and moaning.  Then I was distracted from sucking what I was supposed to be sucking. 

Then Jimmy started doing his thing back there behind me.  At first he was just making sure everything was wet enough to slide himself in.  Then when he first stuck it in, especially with me on my hands and knees bent over Ward, well oh my God, there was nothing I could do to make myself keep focusing on Ward.  I backed up on his dick, and felt him resist, ramming against me.  It slid so much deeper than my finger ever reached.  I mean, there was that one time I’d stuck a nail polish bottle up in there, then I got chicken that it would get stuck, so I pulled it right back out.  Jimmy’s dick didn’t feel like that.  There were no edges, he just merged into me.  For some reason I was struck that he was the exact temperature I was.  It woke something inside, and suddenly, I couldn’t get enough. 

“Oh! Oh, oh oh, oh!”  I called out after a few moments.

“Hey Man, she’s liking that.  Whatever you’re doing, keep it going, Man.”

“I don’t know how long I’m gonna last...” Jimmy panted.  “It’s feels too damn good.”

“Then pull it out, Man.  Give yourself a break.”

Jimmy pulled it out.  I yelped, startled by the sudden change.  I wanted some more.  I looked back over my shoulder and he was standing behind me, kind of stroking it, kind of just pinching it.

Ward scrambled up from underneath me, “I want some of that too.”

Then he was behind me and pushing it in.  Yes.  He definitely went in a little deeper than Jimmy, and oh my goodness, I don’t know what the hell he was pushing up against inside of me, but oh it felt so, so good.  I arched my back and closed my eyes.  I put my hand down between my legs and kind of held it there.  Like I said, all of this was new, and I couldn’t tell if I needed to pee.  I kind of thought I needed to, but then it felt okay.  Jimmy watched where I put my hand.  In a minute, he put his hand there too, right there on that bumpy part and he started to rub it.  Ward kept pounding away from behind. 

“Ah! Oh, oh, oh, oh...”  I couldn’t help it.  The sounds were sudden, and coming out of me almost against my will.  He was hitting on something, something glorious.  I felt a momentum building up, but I didn’t feel afraid that I was going to pee anymore.  It was different than that.  Jimmy kept twitching his hand back and forth across my puss, and whatever it was he was doing, I didn’t want him to stop. 

All I could think was Hallelujah!  Hallelujah!  Jesus, I was DONE trying to be a good girl, trying to fight these animal urges. I was fucking done.  I had my butt arching up and down on that great angle of his dick and he was really sticking it to me.  Jimmy actually rolled under me, there with his head in the sticks and the dirt and he pushed up against me and put his mouth on my puss!  His tongue lolled around, flitting here and there, staying persistent in the folds.   I was loving it!  I was loving every fucking minute of it. 

I mean, there I was, a moment earlier, afraid to take it out of my pants, hardly able to do more than unzip and pull.  Then here I was, just a few minutes later, grinding my puss up and down on one guy’s face while the other one rode me from behind!  It was wonderful!

Ward’s cock seemed to be swelling to a new size!  I knelt down on my forearms, arching into it, and I could feel it sliding up and down against the lateral walls, friction, friction, friction.  Oh it was good!  Jimmy was working his hand, then his mouth.  Quite honestly, I didn’t know WHAT he was doing, but he was hitting something right.  Exactly right.  I squeezed Ward with my cunt, gripping his great dick with the walls of my pussy, and wonderful warm feelings washed over me.
I clapped my hand over my mouth to keep from yelling. “Oh shit!”

Then Ward groaned aloud.  I was surprised to hear him so close to my ear.  He pulled out, and I felt him squirt stuff all over the cheeks of my ass.  I reached back to feel it, and it was all sticky.  I licked it off my hand.  Oh Goodness!  I wasn’t expecting it to taste like THAT.  I reached into my pocket for a piece of gum while I decided whether I liked it.

“Let me finish, okay?”  Jimmy asked, and backed out from under me.  He pushed it in, I was quite slippery by then, and it only took him a moment before he fired it off.  “Ah, ah, ah, ah!” he called out as he shot his load. 

I ended up wiping their cum off my ass with my cotton panties and tossing them under a tree. Hopefully my mother wouldn’t be looking up when I came into the house, and wouldn’t ask me where my bra and underpants disappeared to.  I was feeling euphoric, and when I felt like that, I got a little too mouthy.  It was sure to set her off.  I was sure she’d send me to my room.  If she did, I determined, then I would strip, lay back on the bed, and masturbate.  Stir all these good feelings back up.  Then I’d go take a bubble bath.  What she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.

When I stood up and started walking--I don’t know how to describe it--I just felt opened.  I felt like my pussy was pulled out to its real size, and there was no going back.  Whenever I moved, I was acutely aware that I had just been PROBED, and it felt marvelous.  Like a secret I didn’t need to share.  I had a real cunt, and it was all mine.

Later, we all noticed scratch marks on each other where we didn't have scratch marks before.  Suddenly, I feel quite nervous like of course the whole world would KNOW what we’d been up to.  I spent time tugging on my clothes, pulling sticks out of my hair and my socks.  When we got back to the fairgrounds, we went our separate ways.  I needed to go home.  I smelled like sex and I needed to put on a bra.

Even though Ward, Jimmy and I all promised to find each other again some time, so far it hasn’t happened.  Meanwhile, they stirred up an appetite inside of me that I didn’t know how to keep up with.  I so wanted to have another meeting!  My puss was on fire, and I was masturbating two and three times a day...

Slutgirl was awakened.

As I witnessed him, he let his jeans fall to the floor. The scene sent vibrations throughout my body and a warmth to my lower extremities. He walked around slowly for a few minutes grabbing his crotch from time to time. Next he removed his navy blue tee shirt exposing his smooth hairless chest. My pulse was increasing.

He was then only wearing a pair of low rise white briefs and I could plainly see a bulge. The thought of what might lay beneath gave rise to myself. I moved closer to the window and reached for a pair of binoculars setting on a nightstand.

In a move as if he was preforming a strip tease he slowly lower the waist band. By now I was reaching through the fly of my night shorts. With one hand my tightly affixed to the binoculars I used the other to stroke my now very erect cock. As he continued to lower his briefs I could plainly see that he was a true blonde as his golden pubes came in view.

With an almost choreographed move he let his briefs drop to the floor. Turning at about a 45 degree angle I gazed at his firm abdomen and hard cock. It did not appear to be all that large, but nevertheless it was most delectably appealing. He seemed to have no modesty and I could not believe my good fortune to witness such a performance.

As he stroked his penis, in unison I did the same. I was so aroused I was finding it difficult to keep from shooting my load. I didn’t have to wait long as I saw creamy white fluid spew from his cock. With that I exploded and pumped my seminal fluid on the carpet beneath my feet.

There after I watched every night in wishful anticipation that I might receive an encore. As fait would have it, I was able to take advantage of many opportunities. I was not into panties, but many times he would be donning a have a pair of sexy panties. Some were lacy and others see through.

Occasionally I would deliberately leave my light on as I disrobed for bed. Eventually it became obvious that we entertaining each other. Our exhibitions developed into a mutual admiration.

I wanted to see where things might lead, but was concerned about the age difference. Hell, I was old enough to be this kids dad or perhaps even grandfather. Nevertheless, the nightly panoramas became more regular as time went on. So often were the voyeuristic masturbation sessions, that my carpet had to be cleaned.

Occasionally I would see this young gentleman I the lobby and in passing we would grant each other a smile. Most often he was in the company of his mother so I dared not make my interest known.

One afternoon I was startled when I heard, "Hi there Mr. Darquest."

He must have been doing some detective work as I could not understand how he knew my name.

"Well yes, good afternoon to you too," I replied and continued with, "How did you know my name."

"Aw man, I been askin round and the doorman told me."

"Now that you know my name, what is yours?"

"My name is Timothy Smith, but you can just call me Tim," he said.

"Tim do you have a few minutes? Perhaps I can buy you a soda at the pool bar and we can chat a bit."

"Sure I don’t have nothing else to do."

We proceeded to the verandah and pool area. I ordered an iced tea for Tim and a Heineken for myself. Although we had never previously met we were by no means strangers. We got right to the point and discussed our voyeuristic activities.

"So Tim have you ever been with an older man before?"

"Yeah, but if I tell you, will you promise not to tell anyone?"

"Hey buddy, my lips are sealed. I don’t know who I will tell anyway."

"Well ya see, before mom got a divorce, me and my step dad used to have fun together. He caught me and my friend sucking each other when I was 13. Several days later he asked me if I knew how to do it really well. So we had this talk and one thing lead to another. I loved it and we messed around a couple times a week up until about a year ago when he and mom split."

"Wow! That is certainly interesting. So has it been a long time for you now?"

"Naw, There is this guy down on the 3^rd floor. He’s like my age and every once I a while we do each other."

Jokingly, I said,"Maybe you could introduce me to him sometime?"

With a cute smile on his face, he retorted, "Hey dude, ya never know. I’ll bet the three of us could have a lot of fun."

Inquisitively I asked,"So are you a top or bottom?"

"I guess you would probably say a top, but I really prefer oral"

As a tease I said,"You could always be a top for a 69."

Our dialog really aroused me. Sitting at a table in one of the pool side cabanas I could not help myself and gently placed my hand on his leg. To my surprise Tim reciprocated by placing his had between my legs and gently rubbed. My penis was throbbing and I could feel the excretion of my pre cum. This good looking young thing certainly turned me on, but flashing in my head were thoughts he could only be 15 or perhaps 16.

He must have read my mind as he grinned and said, "Don’t worry I am legal I turned 18 several weeks ago."

I returned the smile and asked, "Would you like to go up and see my place?"

"Sure thing man."

I rarely ever would I leave a half empty bottle of beer, but at the moment a little brew was the least of my thought. Without further ado we headed for the elevator. My hands were shaking as I fumbled for the 6 button. My stimulated pulse was racing.

Off on the sixth floor I turned to the right and headed down the corridor to my condo. I had a hard time getting the key in the lock I was so excited. I hadn’t felt like that since I was a teen.

"Oh dude. How cool is that?" He exclaimed.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"Your unit number. It is 69."

We proceeded in side and I gave him a tour. I assumed that my place was similarly laid out to his. To my surprise he pointed out many differences. Once inside my bedroom he asked to use the bathroom.

"Sure it is right over there."

When he returned I was sitting on the side of the bed and boldly asked, "So Tim would you like a little action?"

Without saying a word he kicked his tennis shoes off, pealed off his tee shirt, unzipped his shorts and let them drop to the floor. Oh my God what a beautiful site. There he was with a perfectly tanned body, strikingly blonde hair, gorgeous blue eyes, standing in nothing but his white socks and a pair of chatoyant pink panties with lacy at the top. As indicated before I had never been into guys in panties, but this presentation throughly changed my thought process. The site was so sexy as I could see his cock beneath the sheer fabric. I felt my cock pushing against the zipper of my shorts.

He then walked to the side of the bed where I was sitting. He stood within inches of my face. I reached my hands around his buttocks and pulled him closer. His cock was bulging from within his sexy under attire. I slowly pulled his little pink panties down first observing his golden blonde pubic hair. Then I slipped his undies further down and his beautiful circumcised penis shot forward as if it had been spring loaded. It was so inviting I immediately drew it into my mouth. Oh, it was so heavenly and this angel was enjoying my advances.

"Oh my God, that feels so good," he moaned and continued with,"Please let me have your cock. I want it so bad."

I momentarily withdrew and turned my body on the bed. As I attempted to undo my belt buckle Tim was already pulling down my zipper. From that point on for all practical purposes he took control, removing my shoes, shorts and briefs.

"Oh Dude, your cock is awesome. I got to have it," he exclaimed.

He started to take his panties off, but I halted him saying, "Buddy, leave them on. They really turn me on."

I slid myself further up in the bed as he pull his panties back up. Proceeding he threw one leg over me in the 69 position. I gently fondled his testicles and penis for a few moments while I surveyed his panty enclothe genitals.

I felt his warm lips and tongue encompass my waiting cock. It had been a while since I had an opportunity such as this and it was like the old adage; good things come when waiting. No pun intended.

I reached in the leg band of his lovely pink panties and slowly removed his cock and balls. His balls had been shaved perfectly smooth. I took his cock in my mouth and sucked in unison to his gestures with mine.

The feeling was so sensational I wanted it to last forever. I sensed he was becoming more aroused and withdrew from his cock as I wanted the sensation to extend for a while. I gazed at his cock and balls in absolute excitation. I gently and slowly pumped him in a milking rhythm.

The vivid site and feel of his young cock was more than I could have dreamt. As difficult it was, I tried to hold back my orgasm, but the exhilaration overcame me.

Cum burst from my throbbing cock as he sucked. My warm milk must have cause unrestrained arousal as I felt the contraction of his pulsating shaft. His cream sprue from his cock at that moment. Witnessing his ejaculation was an ecstacy beyond description. We continued until the afterglow subsided.

Our first and mutually gratifying encounter was not to be our last.

THEN I HEARD THE CREAK OF FOOTSTEPS COMING UP THE STAIRS.

My heart started pounding faster with anticipation and it was difficult to breathe. I heard him approaching across the landing until he was outside my door. "Are you in bed yet, sweetie" he whispered in a low voice and I croaked back a timid "yes". "Good" he said and slowly pushed the door open. As I looked up I gave out an involuntary little gasp of shock and panic - he was totally naked in the doorway, his penis standing erect, hard and somehow menacing. With wide eyes I stared at him. His skin was very dark, almost Negroid, and his body was highly muscled with a weightlifter's 6 pack and well-developed arms and legs. He was obviously a very fit man who worked out a lot. He was very hairy on the chest, arms and legs, appearing almost gorilla-like in the subdued light from my bedside lamp. In his hand he held what looked like a tube of toothpaste.

"What are you doing" I stuttered but he just smiled as he walked towards the bed. "No, please, you mustn’t" I stammered but he just went "shhh" again, still with that strange smile on his face. "Time to turn you into my girlfriend, honey" he said. Puzzled, I replied "But I'm a boy." "Hey what the heck" he laughed, "You're a hell of a lot prettier than some of the girls I've balled, sweetcakes. Move over so I can climb in with you for a cuddle." With that he pulled back the sheets and slid into the bed alongside me. I hadn't moved across so his body brushed against mine and the feel of it made me shudder involuntarily, not from repulsion but from pent-up anticipation of what was happening as I felt the heat from his body and his hard cock press against my thigh.

"Please, you mustn't" I begged again as he put his arm across my chest and started to caress my nipples slowly and gently with his fingers while his other hand slid down my body to close gently over my cock and balls. As I gasped and struggled slightly he hissed "shhh" again and held me tightly against him until I stopped struggling. I remember I was mumbling over and over "No, please, you mustn't" whilst at the same time doing very little to stop him. It was as though I was totally under his power, unable or unwilling to struggle free and, deep down, the new, scary, strangely exciting sexual stirrings I was experiencing made me want him to continue. 

When he sensed I had relaxed and was no longer trying to stop him, he gave a little chuckle, leaned over towards me and brushed my lips with his tongue several times backwards and forwards before kissing me fully. I was in no fit state by this time to resist his advances even when he parted my lips with his and slipped his tongue into my mouth. It was as though I was mesmerized and it was all a dream. 

Despite the trauma of what was taking place, I began to feel strangely aroused and found myself responding to his kisses, my eyes closed. My cock was hard in his hand and when he whispered in my ear to play with his, I found myself doing it without knowing when I had started to. After kissing, stroking and licking me for what seemed like ages, I had calmed down sufficiently to realize I was really enjoying the strange feelings he had aroused in me, so that, when he started to slide his lips down my neck to circle my nipples with his tongue, I just squirmed with pleasure, closing my eyes to the strangely erotic sensations pulsing through my body.

His lips and tongue had reached my navel before I realized what he had in mind and it was too late to even think of stopping him as he took my cock slowly into his mouth sliding his wet lips down the length of it. I remember gasping "NO" and half-heartedly trying to push his head away but the feelings were so weirdly erotic that, in reality, I did not want him to stop. The heat and wetness inside his mouth on my virgin cock were just so incredible, sensations I can recall to this day. My bottom was lifting from the bed and my hips were writhing in response to the strokes of his tongue on my cock.

I think he realized I was on the point of exploding from the pleasure he was giving me as he stopped and slid back up the bed, wrapping his arms round me as he whispered, "Did you like that?" I could only nod shyly because I was too carried away to speak. "I like it done to me too, sweetie," he said, "Why don’t you do it for me. You will just love the feel of my cock in your mouth." My head was shaking but I knew I was going to do it, so I did not resist as he pushed on my shoulders until I found myself inches from his hard cock. It looked huge to me, purple and angry and gave off a strangely pungent exciting smell. Tentatively I touched it with my slightly parted lips as he had done to me and it felt so hot and silky. I heard him give a small groan and his hand closed round the back of my head as he encouraged me to take him deeper into my mouth. As my lips parted he pulled my head down and I felt him slide deeply into my mouth, so much so that I almost gagged as he reached the back of my throat. He groaned again and his hips twisted. “Jesus, that’s just so fucking good” he murmured, “Use your tongue on me, baby.”

I ran my tongue round the bloated tip of his cock whilst sliding my mouth up and down its length as he had done to me. I could hear him breathing raggedly until, finally, he pulled me roughly off, groaning, “Stop, stop it’s just too fucking great but I want to come inside you.”  He pulled me back up the bed and started kissing me wetly again and I could feel his cock pulsing against my body. Reaching across to the bedside table he took the tube of what I had thought was toothpaste and squeezed some of the contents onto his fingers. Reaching behind me he began to massage the substance between the cheeks of my bottom concentrating on the tight opening of my anus. As he did so, I felt first one then two of his fingers slip into me causing strange sensations within me so that I gasped and asked timidly, “Wh-wh-what are you doing that for?” “’Cos you’re about to get your first fuck honey” he replied. This got me really scared as I realized what he meant and intended. I squirmed against him, almost in tears. “No, no, you can’t,” I cried out in panic, “You’ll hurt me.”

“No I wont” He replied, “I’ll be very gentle and I promise you’ll love it. Trust me, once you’ve been fucked, you’ll want it every day and, baby, you’ll only have to want it and I’ll be there to give it to you”. With that he turned my reluctant body over and held me tightly from behind, one hand stroking my nipples, the other holding my cock. I could feel the hardness of him pressing into the cheeks of my bottom and I was literally shivering with the dread of what it would be like. Because he had lubricated my bottom so well, his cock slipped easily between my cheeks and I felt it pressing at the mouth of my opening. “Draw your knees up,” he hissed quietly and, as I did, I felt his cock press against my entrance and stretch me open as it began to enter. I wish I could say it really hurt but, in reality, it didn’t. I had a strange sensation of fullness down there and, yes, a sort of pain as my young elastic muscles relaxed to accommodate him but, once he had slid the head in, it just felt really nice and I squirmed from the strange pleasures I was experiencing. This only caused his cock to sink deeper into me until I could feel his stomach pressing against my bottom and hear his breath escape as he groaned “Ohhh yehhh”.

He held me to him for several seconds, motionless, and I could feel him throbbing inside me. “Holy shit but you’re so tight” he hissed, “Does it hurt, baby?” I was quite incapable of speech by this time and could only shake my head slightly, impaled for my first time on a man’s hard cock. “OK, so does it feel nice then” he asked and this time, as I nodded he said “Told you” and slid his cock out and then back into me making me gasp. “Shit, it’s so damn hot and tight in there, sweetie, I aint gonna last long” he groaned, “tell me when you’re coming” He began stroking my cock, which had gone soft as he invaded me, but quickly hardened to his touch. I felt the tingling starting and cried out “I’m getting the feeling, oh God, I’m getting the feeling”

Immediately he began pistoning his cock in and out of me, the friction against my inner walls like nothing I had ever before experienced. Suddenly, without warning, I was wracked by my first real incredible orgasm, making me writhe and cry out as though I were in agony. Carl matched me with a long drawn-out growl and, as I spurted for the first time, spilling my liquid into his hand, he went rigid and, with an almost animal howl began to come into me. I could feel each of his convulsions and it seemed he was never going to stop as he poured himself into me with great spurts until I was awash and it was bubbling out of me past his deeply embedded cock.

We were both panting from our exertions, my body still impaled on his softening cock. “Well, little Stevie, that was just great for me so how about you. Did you like it?” he asked softly. I could only nod. “So do you want to be my girl from now on and let me fuck you some more?” and again I nodded. “So let me hear you say it then, baby. Say ‘please let me be your girl, Carl and fuck me all the time’” and I repeated it to him shyly, blushing with the embarrassment of asking him to fuck me again. “OK then, sweetie, you know where I sleep. Come to me later when your folks have gone to bed and I’ll fuck you senseless” he said, staring into my eyes. “And remember, Stevie, this has to be our secret. No one must ever know. We’d both get into one hell of a lot of trouble.” I assured him I would never tell anyone and he slipped out of my bed, ruffled my hair, kissed me on the lips and walked out.

To be continued……….

My last two hook ups had been more disappointing that even I could have imagined, the first lead to me a guy who just wanted a blow job in his front room, that would have been ok apart from the fact that half way through it I heard a baby crying and he then admitted that his wife was at work and he was bored!.

The second guy had suddenly had a fit of nerves and decided he could not go through with it...this after telling me that he had been with loads of guys in the past....yeah right!.

Tonight had seemed a bit better, it was a local gay site and I had stated that I wanted to meet someone tonight, to be honest I needed it tonight. It had been a shit week at work, I had not had sex for over 3 weeks and my cock was aching, not to mention my arse being desperate for something other than my 8" dildo to be shafted inside it.

The advert headline said it all and was honest, 26 a good age for being carefree, Single....well I never had any intentions of ever having a relationship with anyone until I was over 30, and I hadn't. I almost hated to admit it to anyone but I was happy being single, I loved sex, no sorry I craved sex, any sex I was without doubt a fucking whore, and sorry but I liked it like that. Call me dangerous, call me out of order, I wanted sex all the time, any time in any place, any where and anyhow....hence the open minded bit. I like being a slut, being treated like a slut, I just would do anything for a cock, and sometimes not just one, get me in the right mood and you could do anything to me.

I had done most things from straight forward one on one, to a wild session with 3 black guys who fucked my arse so hard I had to take time off work for two days to recover, I had fucked a younger guy in the toilets and then let him use my mouth as his urinal, hell I even let my uncle fuck me while I sucked his German Shepherd off ....yes I loved cock, any cock.

So anyway back to tonight and I had hooked up online with a 29 year old who claimed to be well built, but didn't claim to have a 12" dick !!, he wanted to fuck tonight and was looking for a one off meeting with someone who liked to suck cock and lick his arse before taking a good sized cock deep up their ass. He wanted to meet outside as he loved to fuck in the park at night.

I quite fancied a session in the moonlight so we arranged to meet at 11pm, in the local park under the railway bridge. There were lots of quiet places nearby and it wasn't the kind of park where you often found people fucking so it was fairly safe.

I got myself ready and was out the door by 10.30pm. It was a good 10 minute stroll to the park from my place, I hadn't bothered to tidy up before I left as I had no intentions of bringing this guy back home....that was reserved for special occasions.

I got down to the railway bridge with plenty of time and wondered around the park so as not to look too out of place, I need not have worried, the place was deserted apart from an old tramp who had sought refuse under the bridge for the night. I walked around keeping an eye open for anyone new on the scene, apart from 1 lad on his bike, by 10 past 11 I had still not seen anyone. It was beginning to look like yet another blow out. Fucking typical.

I wondered around the bridge and walked under it passing the old man trying to get some shut eye. Another 10 mins and it was clear that "my date" was probably still stuck behind his keyboard, with his cock out, wanking himself off, no doubt laughing to himself thinking about some sad fuck case standing out in the cold waiting for him....tosser !

I wondered back under the bridge and pulled out my cigs, I stopped to light one and a voice cried

"Got a spare smoke me old friend"

I looked around and it was the old tramp, what the hell I thought, poor guy probably needed a smoke more than me

"Sure thing boss, her have one of these"

I walked towards him, and offered him a cigarette and my lighter

"That’s kind of ya son"

"No problem mate"

He was a typical old geezer, down on his luck, smelling of booze, piss and dampness, in need of a shave and coffee no doubt!

"You waiting for someone? I see you've been around here for a while now"

"Yeah, waiting and waiting, given up now I think, what about you?, Don't often get many homeless around here"

"Oh I get around, been here a few times in the last few weeks, it's a good quiet spot to get my head down, no what I mean"

"Sure thing boss, here have a drink as well" I prompted as I pulled my hip flask out of my jacket. I always carried a bit of the strong stuff especially when I was out on a shag mission

"Well that's kind of ya son"

I passed the flask and let me gorge himself on it.

"Sit down me old mucker and take the weight of your feet, looks like your lady aint making it tonight"

"Ha yeah, your right, stood up again but hey it's her loss" I replied humouring the old man

"argghg, your best off without mate, they aint nothing but trouble, if I had a pound for every good woman I have met in me life I would be rich man, and well I think my current situation says it all"

I laughed back "you’re so right, women are good for nothing, no, us blokes need to stick together"

"Yep, indeed we do son"

I chuckled to myself, imagining what the old geezer would say if i told him I had actually been stood up by another guy !

He started to waffle on about how his ex wife had run off with another guy and well the sort of stuff you expect to hear, I let him chat on, thinking that his needs to talk where far more important than my needs to get home and wipe my cock out for a wank. As he relived his crap past my mind wondered off to what I could get up tonight, I was still horny and thought about watching a few movies and driving my dildo up my arse but fuck how I wanted a cock, I needed one, I fucking deserved one........ my perverted mind was springing into action.

I looked at the dirty old man and wondered, I wondered when he had last had his cock seen too?, when was the last time he fucked anyone (or anything) . I suddenly started to find myself being turned on at the thought of offering myself to this vagrant,

Hey now if he turned me down that would be the ultimate blow out for an evening. Somehow that made it sexier, more daring and defiantly more dirty.....could I get this tramp to fuck my arse?

I interrupted his life story.....

"So basically you've been shafted by all the woman in your life, why did ya keeping going back for more?"

"Errrm, well it's the sex aint it guy, that's all we ever go back for, the sex"

"There are plenty of other options, you don't always need a woman for sex do you?" I looked at him awaiting his reaction

"Ha, are you fucking offering?" he laughed

"I might be?"

He seemed amused, "and why would a young fit decent looking kid be even slightly interested in an old bum like me"

I leant over and whispered in his ear,

"because I think you are fucking horny and would jump at the chance to fuck a dirty little slut like me"

He seemed taken aback my forward approach but maybe figured it was the best offer he was going to get

"Oh I could teach a dirty fuck like you a thing or too you know, I’ve had my fair share of young boys in my time, in fact if my wife didn't catch me with my cock up the 15 year old paperboys arse I might not be here now"

I was a bit surprised to hear it but it was ever more of a turn on now to know that he had done it before.

"hmm very nice, and I bet that young lad loved that hard cock up tight arse as well...mmmm , makes me wet just thinking about it, I bet you miss having a tight arse around your prick, how long has it been since you last had your cock up some nice warm arse"

"Too fucking long, I have not even seen my cock since we split up over 3 years ago now , she told my boss and family, and the bitch bleed me dry. Been living rough ever since, had to move away from my home for 45 years and was branded a pervert and a paedophile... I guess I should never have got caught, the lad used to love delivering the paper to me, most of all though I miss my grandson; I had been fucking him since he was 12 and he loved it too. I never did anything to anyone who didn't want it”

"hmmm, well I want it, I’m really hot just thinking about how hard your cock is going to get and how much 3 years of frustration has done to you, you wanna fuck my arse tonight?"

"listen kid, I appreciate the effort but it's kinda a sick joke, what would you see in me, I’m a bum, haven’t had a shower for months, have nothing to offer, I just fucking wonder around, piss my pants because i can't be bothered to find a toilet and I don't even know if my cock would even get hard now, just go away and don’t fucking tease"

"oh I’m no tease, tonight I was supposed to meet a guy who wanted a fuck, but you know since I bumped into you I am so glad he didn't turn up, and you know I would truly love to be the first person to give you a hard on for 3 years, I want to be the one who makes you feel like the dirty old pervert you like being all over again, I want to feel like your grandson did when you bent him over and fucked his virgin arse for the first time. I would love to lick your cock clean of all that piss, ohhh please be my granddaddy tonight, and I will be the dirty slutty grandson you miss so much"

As I spoke I moved my hand over his groin, I could not tell if I was turning him on or not as he seemed to have at least two pairs of trousers on but I proceeded to run my hand over the area of my desire

"So you are a dirty little slut then aren't you" he enquired

"Oh fuck yes, I want you so bad, I’ll do anything for you, you just give the word and I’ll let you have your wicked way with me granddaddy"

I grabbed his hand and moved it to my pants, letting him feel how hard I was

"You see how hard I am, tell me who is teasing who now"

He squeezed my cock and smiled

"Ok son, if you want it that bad, then I aint gonna say no, never been any good at resisting the sexual urges of a young slut"

He moved his hand and placed it around the back of my head, pushing my head down towards his stomach

"Go on son, find Granddaddy’s special toy and show me how you like to play with it for your old grandad"

As soon as my head hit his lap, I could smell the aroma of piss and dampness, feverishly, I moved my hand to the zip on his pants and pulled it down, reaching inside I felt his second pair of pants and the zip. I undid it as fast as  the last one, and could feel his underwear, it felt damp and dirty, the smell now increasing to a strong pungent stench of old piss and stale sweat.

The smell just seemed to excite me more and I fumbled inside for the object of my desire. And there it was, it seemed quite shrivelled and was tucked away deep inside his Y fronts. I found my way inside and could now feel his hairy crotch and just below I touched his cock for the first time

Massaging my hand I felt around inside his pants, his cock was semi hard and as I started to grab a hold of it, I realise why his younger lovers had enjoyed it so much, he didn't appear to be excessively long, but it was thick, so much so that my hand hardly fitted around it.

"ohhh granddaddy....what have you been hiding in here, it feels huge, this feels like the best present any son could ever have"

I continued to play, moving my hand over his prick, he adjusted his legs to let me feel more and I slipped my hand between his legs and cupped his testicles in my hand, I had played with some big cocks in my time but these had to be the biggest pair of balls I had ever felt. Now I was really horny to see more

It was difficult to get his cock out through all the clothes he was wearing and he could see the problem and responded by undoing his belt and pulling both sets of pants down just enough to leave me with his y fronts. I pulled my hand out of the opening and slowly pulled them down, his cock popped out and the smell smacked me in the face. It was gross but damn sexy, and I wanted this cock badly

"oh granddaddy, it's so sexy and dirty, can I play with for a while and kiss it for you?"

He seemed to love my adoring grandson approach and pushed my head closer to show his approval

I started to unravel his tool, massaging the shaft to bring it to life, he was thick, thicker than I was used to and his age showed in its wrinkly skin, I stuck my tongue out to taste the foreskin covered tip. It was bitter with a strong salty piss taste. I licked the skin, and started to kiss his errection while running my fingertips down the shaft. He started to stir and I wanted his penis to grow in my mouth and so moved my face over him taking bigger kisses until eventually I had his foreskin in my mouth. I nibbled at his cock and darted my tongue into the opening, licking around his foreskin and gently finding my way to his knob.

The taste was so horny, I knew his cock had probably not been cleaned for ages, and that just make it so kinky, moving my head forward more I took more meat in my mouth, and as I played with my tongue on his head, I gradually pulled the foreskin down his length and revealed more and more of his raw knob to my awaiting mouth. As I filled my gob with more dick, so the taste became bitterer from the dirty remnants under his cock head and I started to suck on the object I desired so much.

"Ohhh son that's lovely, where did you learn to do this, you've certainly done this before"

I continued to suck more, using my tongue to delve around his knob, tasting his old piss, stale sweat and what seemed like loads of cock cheese. The grosser it tasted the more I licked and the harder it became. His knob now started to grow and fill my eager mouth. Before long I was sucking his old prick like never before. i repositioned myself so that I could use my right hand to hold his ever-growing penis, and then use my left hand to work down to his balls

I soon had his whole knob in my mouth and was wanking his cock faster while massaging his nuts. Kissing and slobbering all over his juicy fat head His beautiful prick now getting the attention it deserved, was responding by getting stiffer and thicker, and as it expanded in my hungry mouth I just wanted more

"ohhh shit son, that is fucking good....you are fucking hot"

I took his dick from my mouth

"Mmmm, granddaddy, it's lovely, I’m going to suck it all for you, I want to show you how much your grandson loves to eat your old cock, hold my head and fuck your dirty cock sucking whore of a son in his filthy mouth"

He didn't need to be asked twice, I opened my mouth and gorged on his fat knob again and he started to push down on the back of my head while lifting his groin up forcing more meat down my eager throat. I just gobbled up what I could sucking frantically on this dirty old mans delicious

Prick.

"That’s my boy, suck your granddads prick, take it you fuck face, show me what a dirty cocksucker you are"

I obliged, not wanting to disappoint my new grandad

As he fucked my face harder I massaged his balls, knowing that they must hold an absolute shit load of hot cum that I knew I wanted to fill my throat with.

"Fuck son, I can't hold it, I’m going to cummm, don’t fucking stop I want to cum in my sons mouth"

I was never going to stop, I too wanted my mouth filled with hot spunk and I sucked harder as the old tramp moaned

"Fuck yes you dirt slut...I’m cummming, ohhh fuckkkkk yesssss"

With that I felt the first bolt of cum fire into my awaiting gob, and then it was followed by a mass of spunk that seemed almost unstoppable, thick gushes of warm cum blasted into my mouth. I tried hard to swallow it all but I could not keep up. I opened my mouth for some air and he released the grip on the back of my head as his cock just shot more and more spunk. It hit my face and went into my eyes. 3 years of total frustration had just exploded into my mouth, he tasted amazing and I just buried my head back down on him to finish slurping up my reward

"Yesss boy, eat it all, you love that spunk, eat all granddaddies warm cum show me what a cum eating little boy bitch you are"

I feasted on all I could, and lifted my head, his cock still gleaming with droplets of his love juices.

He was still quite stiff and I knew that I did not want it to end yet; I lifted my head and stood up reaching for my own pants I could not get them down quick enough

"oh fuck your cock is lovely, I want more of it granddaddy, I want to feel that wet spunky cock in my arse, please daddy, please fuck me let me sit on your prick and feel you inside me.."

"Shit son, I'm not sure I will be able"

"Oh daddy pleasssee , I’ll get your cock hard again for you and you can rape your grandsons arsehole just like you used to"

"Oh son I would love to, let me get inside your young love hole"

I dropped my pants, removing one leg from them and straddled him looking towards the delighted old mans face. I dropped to my knees and grabbed his soaking penis pointing it towards my arse and I lowered myself onto him

"Find my hole grandad and fuck me, fuck your horny son's deep arse"

I felt his knob on my arse and he moved his groin forward as I dropped lower and popped his cock into my well used hole

"Hmmm grand pops come on and screw my sexy arsehole, stick your cock up there and fuck me like a whore"

He soon get his energy back and was eager to thrust his old cock up this young sluts arse, I bounced up and down on the smelly tramp trying to get as much of his cock up my arse. I grabbed his shoulders and used my legs to leaver myself up and down his pole,

"You like it grandpops?, you like my arse wrapped around your hard cock"

"oh yes boy, I wanna fuck you good, why don't you get on your knees on the floor and let gramps really get in behind you and fuck you until you scream"

"oh yesss that would be good"

I got off his prick and turned around, dropping to my knees in front of him, stuck my arse in the air and offered my shit hole to him

"You like what you see ole man, wanna get that thick juicy pole and ram it right inside my deep anal passage,"

"Son, I am going to rape your arse like never before, I wanna hear you beg for every inch and scream for my dirty ole spunk machine"

I buried my head in the ground as he got on his knees and I felt his knob touch my rim

"Fuck me daddy. Fuck me hard. Force your cock in my shitter and ride me like a whore"

He shoved his cock right past my rim and deep down my shithole, he was so thick I thought I was going to split, but I felt him spit on his cock at my entrance and it helped him to grind his prick down my well fucked arsehole. I begged for more

"yesssss, fuckkk meeee, come on daddy fuck me, harder hardeeerrrr fuckkk yes, it feels so good to have your thick fuck machine up my greedy arse"

He loved it and furiously fucked his young slut, grabbing my bum with one hand and the back of my hair with the other he drove inch after inch deep inside me. I screamed in ecstasy as he suddenly exploded a load of cum straight up my arse

"Yesss, you damn whore take it. Take daddies hot juice"

He continued to spunk down my hole and yanked my head back with every thrust as he emptied himself in me

"Shit Bert...what the fuck is going on?"

The sound of a third voice startled me and I turned around to see another tramp standing there staring at me.

"Hey Manky....shit you startled me, didn't expect to see you around here, what are you doing?"

"I should be asking you that, I heard a load of screaming and I came down to make sure you were ok, looks like you are better than fine, but is that a fucking geezer you are screwing?"

"Errrm shit, yer, I guess you gotta take what you can when you get it these days"

With Bert’s cock now well and truly out of my hole, I stood up to greet this new man on the scene, my perverted mind already starting to go into overdrive

"And what may I ask is wrong with Bert screwing a geezer then?"

The new man looked at me; he was no different to Bert, apart from being much fatter and shorter

"well hey it's a bit of a shock with Bert telling me about how he was such a lady's man in his day and now I find him with his cock up another guy"

"Hmm, well let’s just say I gave him an offer he couldn't refuse" I snapped back

"well that's fine but Bert you know you could have let me know, I thought we were mates, maybe I could have got some of this offer as well, I aint had my cock out for a while either you know"

"Sorry Manky, finders keepers and all that" Bert quipped

I realised now that maybe I could get both these guys involved in my perverse games, and not being one to miss a chance to service two cocks I tried my luck

"well Bert, as much as I loved sucking and being fucked by your gorgeous cock, you can't claim me for yourself I’m afraid.......but you know what they say....two's company but three's even better!. You guys fancy giving this horny slut a bit of double cock penetration?"

"Well Manky, what do you think, got any thing else planned for the night” laughed Bert

"Well I aint ever fucked a geezer before, but at my age, I don’t think I can afford to turn down a nice bit of ass like that, even if it does belong to a bloke"

I knew now I was going to get myself well and truly fucked, these guys were up for it, probably the best thing that had ever happened to them (well in the last few years for sure) I thought about it and realised that I could have a lot more fun with them back at my place. I had never taken anyone home before, but with it getting colder I knew it would be more fun inside and they would jump at the chance for a night under a proper roof

"so guys, how about I invite the pair of you back to my place and then you can fuck the shit out of me all night, hey I’ll even throw in a hot shower, food and drink and a bed for the night"

There eyes lite up

"Well Manks, that’s a mighty fine offer"

"Sure is Bert, but so what is the catch, no one does nothing like this for free"

"the catch is simple guys, I want cock, and you need a fuck, like I told Bert, I’d do anything for him tonight, just feed me those juicy cocks of yours and you can have whatever you want"

With that I pulled my pants up and started to walk off

"Well what are you waiting for" I looked back and the two tramps started to follow

Hmmm two dirty ole men and a slut....i was going to have fun tonight.........