Idle College Afternoons - Part 2

[Richard Cock]

Part 2 -1


“Oh, sorry,” I said, looking down assuming she meant from my cock. A trail of fluid had stared to form at my hole and was heading for the carpet. I intercepted it, and wiped my hole with a finger and then smeared everything on my upper thigh. Linda laughed.

“Right,” she said, “It’s getting on, we better get cleaned up, your sister will be home soon and you need to wank off again first, eh?”

I managed a smile, maybe I replied as Linda felt her pussy, wiping her fingers almost from her anus to pubic bush. How I wanted to lick her fingers!

She must have known, as she offered me her hand, holding it just below my nose with a cheeky grin all over her face.

I took hold of her wrist and guided her fingers to my lips; at first touch I opened my lips and accepted her fingers, licking them and as she withdrew them, sucking any remaining taste from them.

Then we kissed.

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Back home, I had half an hour before my sis came in. I needed to clean up, wash my hands first before anything else. As on Tuesday, my noise was full of Linda, her natural scent and her pussy. The twang of pussy, I just loved it, I could keep it all day.

Even as I hung my penis over the basin in the bathroom to wash it I could feel it respond, less than 10 minutes since my second orgasm of the day. By the time I had washed my face I was almost erect again, time for a quick wank then I thought, but might not cum. Worth trying.

With jeans around my ankles I made it into my bedroom, closed the door and stripped naked. I looked at myself in the mirror, decent body, nice hard cock, balls hanging well again. Neat bush of pubes.

I was then that I turned around and looked at my bum, small, pert, nice cheeks I considered. Then Linda’s bum flashed into my mind. Her anus, quite appealing now, a new wank fantasy, anal sex with a woman. Me balls deep in her ass hole.

I spread my own cheeks, twisted around and looked to see my own hole. There were some hairs there, the brown circle of skin that surrounded my anal sphincter with its circle of tiny lines ending in a single point right at its centre. I was fascinated, so much so that I wanted to feel myself there, so I reached back and touched it. I felt ok there, so did more, I stroked myself across the pucker, feeling my finger nail as it dragged over the ridges of skin. My cock stiffened more, sticking straight up, time to masturbate, if I am quick I thought.

With no more time to explore properly right now I gripped my cock and started wanking at a steady pace. I used Linda’s ass hole and the pussy fuck as my wank fantasy, reliving the experience as my hips almost involuntarily moved forward with my hand.

I took me about five minutes to achieve orgasm, five minutes of steady wanking, long strokes with a mid-shaft grip, the sort that made my hand hit my rising balls on the down stroke and tugged them up on the up stroke, it was one I often used if I need to cum quicker than usual, an early masturbation discovery.

Like Tuesday, my throbs were hard, as if pumping empty chambers dry, my reward, a thin grey fluid, hardly a teaspoons worth I estimated pooled in my left palm, it hardly spurted out either, just sort of fell out of my cock hole. Still, it had felt good, but then I’d never had a bad wank, they probably don’t exist I reckoned.

How had we left it? Linda said we could meet more, she said I was good fuck, very reassuring I thought given my novice status. I finished early on Fridays but Linda had been asked to work in the afternoon, so pretty disappointing I thought. Back to wanking or “pillow girl”. Tuesday would be our next time she said, unless I could get away say Friday or Saturday night, she had nothing planned. Now, I always went out at the weekend, meeting mates, sometime we went to the pub or met at someone’s house, never ours as it was always occupied and too small anyway.

Time to get something sorted.



Friday morning. Feeling a bit disappointed about not seeing Linda but having a good long wank and fucking “pillow girl”, now called Linda, of course, would make up for her a bit. During the morning, instead of paying attention to my class, I had been busy making a mental list of things I wanted to do that afternoon alone in the house. I would have roughly three hours, maybe a bit more until sis came home at about four.

I definitely wanted to at least taste my cum and ideally swallow some or all of it. Having had it in my mouth after Linda had kissed me I was becoming fascinated by semen, I made loads of it and produced it several times a day in various quantities and qualities, so should have plenty of opportunities for a taste and swallow – if I have the balls to go through with it.

Pre cum, that clear fluid men get when aroused, sometimes none even, other times it drips from cocks. Now I had noticed my cock head became wet and shiny if I had been hard in my pants dreaming of sex, any sex, but never thought much of it once I began masturbating, it was just something that happened. I was more focused on shooting my load and the sheer pleasure of my orgasms, whether in my cock head or the intense throbbing right under my bollocks. Linda had pointed out how wet I was at times and now sweet it tasted, I wanted to try this out too, with time to take it all in, the taste, the amounts I produced, how to get myself to make it, if I could. And swallow some.

Then there was my arsehole. Yes, I said it. My arsehole. Me touching Linda’s, err, arsehole, actually being asked to touch it and then she wanted me to actually push my finger inside it. Was I missing out here? Was my arsehole as sensitive as hers? I had to sort that one out too. Probably enough for one afternoon what with two wanks or at least making myself ejaculate twice being mandatory for me, self-imposed objectives.

Arriving home, I did the usual, well more or less. In the bathroom I dropped my jeans and pants, opened my shirt to stop it getting splashed and flopped my cock over the basin ready for washing. I just managed to remember to look for pre cum. I had been hard several times during the morning thinking about this afternoon and so hoped to find some evidence. As I peeled my foreskin back I could see I was indeed glistening, not only glistening, swelling. And rapidly.

It must have taken me less than half a minute to go from soft to fully stiff, my shaft so hard it wouldn’t bend over the edge of the basin. But what of my pre cum? Yes, I was wet, I could see it there around my foreskin and around my hole. I squeezed by knob either side of my hole, nothing appeared. I then ran my forefinger up the back of my penis, along the tube where my pee goes along with my spunk. Now that was more successful. A small bead of clear fluid appeared at my hole, not much, but enough I thought as I wiped my forefinger over my knob, collecting hopefully all of the droplet and took it to my mouth. I used the very tip of my tongue and licked it off my finger tip. Taste? Yes, it was sweet but there was so little that was all, I needed quite a bit more to properly sample, appreciate, my pre cum. However, wash cock and eat first. Then get myself dripping if possible.



So, a short time later I was back in my bedroom, I was quickly naked, stroked myself erect and ready. Withdrawing my foreskin revealed a dry bell end, nothing to savour, so, more to do. Then I remembered my nipples and how good they had felt when Linda played with them. I looked at myself in the mirror, two ordinary guy’s nipples, no hairs sprouting yet from around my areolae, a feel found then still hard, a flick made them spring back. They felt good. So good my cock sprung up and down too with the touches. I needed to experiment.

I stroked, flicked, pulled and even twisted my buds. It all felt stimulating, but my penis remained dry. Then I thought back to how Linda had stroked me, at some stage it was though my shirt with her finger nail, very lightly stroking me had felt really nice.

Grabbing my shirt I pulled it on and fastened a couple of buttons towards my chest. Then I began to stoke my nipples very lightly though the cotton. Wow, that tingled! My cock again reacted by jumping up, it had drooped somewhat in the meantime.

It felt so good that I just stood and stroked each tit, I found I had to pull my shirt upwards on my left side as the pocket seemed to reduce the feeling I was getting. Looking down my bell end was again shiny as the skin was fully inflated by my arousal.

I decided to lie on my bed and continue with nipple stroking, each nipple just tingled with each graze of my fingertips. I then felt something new, between my balls and anus but up inside, maybe easily missed, but it was there. It felt, well, like I had just released something, not as in ejaculation, nothing like that, just a one off sensation.

I continued with my nipples. It happened again, the same thing. I certainly felt nice but not in the way it is when I was cumming. I took hold of my cock near the base and ran my fingers up it and in doing so angled the head towards me, looking I found my hole was wet, not just wet, it was leaking and not just a drip. My hand’s upstroke had caused a proper flow of clear fluid to come from my cock hole, run over the shiny knob, over my rim and onto the shaft proper. I then realised I had to capture this, my pre cum. I ran my finger up my shaft again, stopped the run that had formed and took what I could back over my cock head toward my slit. Then I scooped up as much as possible and took it too my mouth, sucked it off my finger and went back for more. Three goes and I had just about gathered it all up and safely deposited it in my mouth, the sweet taste I had had before, only so much more.

I held on to my pre cum, trying not to swallow just yet, I wanted to keep the sweet taste for as long as I could. I looked at my erect cock, another bead had formed so I touched my hole delicately with my finger tip and slowly pulled away. I shiny thread joined my penis to my finger, I dabbed again and a new thread formed, I liked doing this, it was new and sexy and my expectations for later increased.

Enough of that, I thought, I need to wank now and see if I have the courage to do the same with my semen – that is to taste and then swallow it, like Linda had made me do. I wasn’t sure I could do it, after all its one thing not knowing you’re getting a mouthful of your own spunk, to actually having to somehow get it in your own mouth and then swallow it all. I had seen so much of my cum by now, I knew all about the look and feel of it, the amount I would likely produce, could I get though all that? Clear, sweet pre cum is one thing, a small amount too, but a full balls emptying ejaculation spurting hard into my hand?

I had to do it, simple. If Linda was fine with my pussy soaked mouth kissing her, our lips parted, fluids swapped, then I could do this. Not forgetting my cock erupting into her mouth, and not just mine, other guys too, all those cocks with their bell ends in her mouth, cock holes opening up wide as wad after wad of thick white spunk shoots out. Fuck, I thought, that is so hot, so I really want to get close to that experience.

I decided I had to device a method of how I could go through with this. What was the likely thing to stop me? Given my previous thoughts about my semen I came to the conclusion it was probably the sight of it, the pool, most likely in the palm of my hand, of mostly white fluid, somewhat streaky with clear and grey patches, fairly thick and somewhat unappealing, unless an established aficionado of the taste and texture.

So, I concluded, the best thing is not to look at it once I had finished ejaculating. Before that it certainly was something I wanted to take, but experience told me that I would go right off the idea as soon as I had had my orgasm. It had to be sort of automatic, no thought given about what I was about to do.

Time to wank off then, this was to be it, my first proper mouthful, undiluted spunk, still hot from my own bollocks, followed by the final swallow. I just had to do it.

I would stand up, I had found that orgasms standing up to be marginally better, more intense that those lying on my back – those with Linda were just perfect in any position, but for me masturbating standing was best. It would also be easier to capture my load, not wanting to lose any or have it go cold as I scooped it from my belly or chest.

Plan agreed with myself, I needed to get hard again. I always like watching myself become stiff whilst standing in front of the mirror so I stood there, my penis hanging slightly heavy but certainly not hard enough for anything yet. I looked at myself, my slim body, pert nipples, flat belly and just below, my neat tangle of brown pubic hair, my cock. I was then I felt it twitch, the first signs of arousal as the initial surge of blood entered it and I could see myself grow slightly – longer and thicker but not enough yet to cause my bell end to push through my still crinkled foreskin. I usually found that once I began to erect it just happened without much more intervention, today it was the same, the very idea of what I was going to do was enough. Another surge of blood another rise, now maintained with no drooping back to the hanging over my balls starting point. More surges followed, as my penis filled, lengthened, became thicker, at last movement at my foreskin as my glans started to burst though, opening the circle of skin, revealing my cock slit and some clear fluid. I would have to assist with the last motion, the full pulling back of my foreskin as it was long enough to still partially cover my knob, great, of course for wanking with.

I gripped my penis and wanked, taking my foreskin back fully over my now shiny glans, I was ready. Closing my eyes I went back to my time with Linda, her tits, her pussy, her lips. My hand moved steadily on my shaft, my balls beginning to swing with the rhythm I had established, foreskin covering then revealing the dome of my bell end every stroke I made. It felt good, it always did, it was a wank for fucks sake.

 

[Richard Cock]

Part 2-2
Considering it was to be my first ejaculation of the day, my last was in bed last night, I managed to wank for about five minutes, slowing down and speeding up as I became close, reading the tell-tale signs up behind my balls and in my glans. I wanted to maximise my load, my first time solo had to be a good one with plenty to feel and taste in my mouth before it went down. No one to help me or to even force me to take my cum.

I decided to go for it, to cum, repeated small throbs told me I was ready. I held my left hand in front of my penis, sort of cupped my fingers and formed a depository in the palm of my hand, the cupping enabling me to catch any powerful spurts that may escape capture.

Ready, I closed my eyes, and wanked and wanked until I could sense the first approaches of orgasm, the slight throbs that could be stopped passed, the real spasms that I then could not prevent commenced, my perineum pulsed and my left hand became warm as the first shot hit it. More followed in rapid succession, synchronised with the pumping sensation I had just beneath my bollocks, those now tight to my body and safe from my fast moving fist as it pumped my cock off.

My throbs soon began to subside, I felt my shaft flex under the last few strokes of masturbation as my erection slackened, I manged to run my right forefinger firmly along the underside of my cock towards my slit, ensuring any fluid still in my shaft was expelled into my awaiting palm.

I had no precise idea apart from previous ejaculations as to how full my hand was, my eyes remained closed, I hoped none of my semen had been lost – shot over my hand and onto the carpet.

I cleared my mind of all thoughts. I knew, my body new, what I had to do next.

I bought my left hand up to my mouth, opened my lips wide and lapped up whatever was there in one go, moving my hand around until I sensed it wiped clean.

I closed my mouth, there was plenty, a lot in fact. More than I had expected to take. Maybe it goes further in the mouth, I thought as I sensed the warm liquid around my mouth, tongue and teeth. It tasted, well, complex. Some saltiness, some bitterness, a hint of bleach, but only a hint. I swished. The thickness became apparent, it seemed to cling to my teeth in places, then I got this, well, mellow taste, hard to describe, maybe slightly earthy – not sure. Certainly not unpleasant, in fact the sort of taste that I could get used to, even desire. Maybe that was due to what it actually was. Sperm. My sperm. Sperm that a few moments earlier had actually been inside my balls. OK, I knew other stuff, most of the volume, came from my internal glands, prostate and so on, but my sperm, the thing that goes to make babies came from my balls.

Saliva was starting to flood my mouth by now, the time to swallow had arrived. In final homage to my sperm and all my sperm that had been wasted so far and in the future, I cupped my balls in my left hand, raised my head slightly and swallowed.

A second swallow ensure my mouth was empty. I had done it. I could tell that there were similar tastes to when Linda had kissed me with her mouth full from my cock, but more intense, reflecting, I assumed, the more concentrated semen I had lapped up. I felt great, I had achieved a major milestone, wanked off and swallowed. I was really chuffed with myself, I assumed not many guys my age had even thought of it, I hadn’t a week ago. Now my sperm were in my belly.

I went back to my balls, now hanging loosely again in my scrotum, feeling each one, rolling them around. I had never really felt them, as in feel their structure, the plum like shape, the feel of the tiny cords holding them up, hard and so thin and also the tubes that take my sperm to my penis on demand. I could feel the firmness of the ball, the tenderness as I pressed a fingertip into the body of it, the raised part on top that I later learnt held my sperm awaiting ejaculation.

I checked my watch, 2:15, time for a short break before I fuck pillow girl, now definitely called Linda I thought.



As I made some tea I was convinced I could still taste my cum at the back of my mouth, it felt sticky when I first lapped it up, maybe some was still there, reminding me of my achievement, I really hoped so.

I prepared the freezer bag, cutting the sides back to form a sort of pussy opening when between the pillow, then squirted a generous amount of mum’s hand cream into the bag and spread it about so my penis would feel it all smooth inside during my fuck, irrespective of where in the bag it ended up.

I assembled “Linda”, stripped naked again, wanked to get myself fully hard ready for penetration and climbed between her legs. The “lips” of the pussy were open enough through the fly of my jeans to allow me sink in slowly, the only real resistance being the denim of the fly itself, I had to push through this as it always seemed to close up as my weight came down. It was easy enough really, I was so stiff that as my knob pushed inside the plastic bag the fly opened and I slid inside, moaning softly with pleasure as I did.

Once fully inserted and sensing some pressure on my balls from my own weight, I began to move, slowly at first, then picking up speed until I stablished a steady rhythm with my hips. I varied the depth I would thrust every so often, some deep, as far as I could go, other times shallow, not much more than my bell end inside – being careful not to let it slide out though. I found that the fly material and zip gave extra resistance which I could really feel on my glans and the sensitive skin just behind the rim, I often used that sensitivity to bring on my ejaculation, trying but mostly failing to keep the penetration at actual orgasm shallow for maximum feeling in my cock head.

As I fucked that Friday afternoon I imagined it was Linda beneath me, rather than a headless torso with my sisters bra stuffed with a pair of socks as tits that I could feel on my bare chest. I had noticed that since I began the pillow fucks that my stamina had increased, the first few had been short affairs, yes the novelty of actually getting my penis inside something was a factor, but I wanked a lot so not the whole story. I used to become quite tired after a minute or so, alright, I was going for it. My skinny bum must have been a sight, rapidly bobbing up and down as I furiously fucked away, but soon I would be panting, my thighs would ache, my belly muscles would begin to cramp so I would stop, still inside the pillow. After a minute or so I would restart, determined to go for release before having to stop again. But now I was varying my fucking, fast slow, shallow and deep penetration. No more cramps either, just the ability to keep going, usually for several minutes at a time, like I had managed with Linda once my first spunking was out of the way.

Anyway, that Friday I probably came a bit sooner than usual, the experience with Linda was so recent. Yes, I had ejaculated only a short time earlier and swallowed my semen; maybe that had made me too horny, did that mixture of sperm and other fluids do that to a guy? I certainly enjoyed the sensations in my glans as they slid back and forth in “Linda’s cunt”, building and building before triggering the tell-tale throbs up inside and behind my rapidly tightening bollocks that soon developed into full on deep contractions pulsing between my legs and the forced release of yet more of my sperm, sperm that this time could not be tasted.



I dropped a note through Linda’s letterbox, I was planning to be free Saturday night, I explained that I usually met friends at the weekend but would make an excuse that Friday evening to be free the next night. If that was OK, then could Linda indicate by putting, say a bucket by her back door. As in kitchen.



A bucket appeared. Great I thought, sex. Another note, I will knock on front door at 8.30. It would be dark by then and mum and sister would never be looking out at that time, the telly would be on. I always went out about half eight so that would not arouse any suspicions either, then a circuit around the block and back to Linda’s.



Linda opened the door, I slipped inside. I was excited at the prospect of the two of us having a full evening together, no issues about whether we would have sex, it was certainly going to happen.

I looked at Linda, she was different.

“Wow, you look stunning,” I managed, Linda was made up as if she was having a night out, lipstick, perfume, the works I reckoned. She wore a pale lemon top, her tits looked good though the fabric as it clung to her form. I felt my cock twitch in anticipation.

“Thanks, nicely groomed yourself, that colour blue shirt suits you,” Linda responded as she kissed me and led me through to the lounge, the first time I’d been in there.

“Thanks, I have plenty of time now, I often don’t get home ‘till gone midnight most weekends.”

“Drink?”

“Err, yeah, any lager?”

“Skol OK?”

“Yeah, fine.”

I sat down on the sofa as Linda opened cans in the kitchen. Looking around there was the standard three piece suite, a TV in the corner where ours was, a bookcase and an old gold coloured carpet. I could feel my erection growing already, the curve it made in my jeans was obvious, I thought about quickly reaching down my pants and pulling my cock upright, maybe not so noticeable like that. But Linda appeared with the two glasses of lager and sat down next to me.

“Paul, there’s just one thing, my period has started a bit earlier than I thought, I’m not due until tomorrow but it’s started, doesn’t happen often as I’m pretty regular. So I’m afraid there’s no sex that way tonight, still there’s plenty we can do and we can both bring each other off. Real pity as I was going to let you cum inside me without the condom too, being so close to my period starting.”

Linda must have seen my face fall, I was crushed. No sex! No actually cumming inside a pussy with my bare cock. I had also so wanted to have my face pushed deep into that dripping pussy followed by my cock in up to my bollocks.

“Oh,” I managed, the curve in my jeans suddenly gone “I can still play with your clit, though - like wank you, as long as don’t pull the string I think you said the other day, yes?”

“Yes, you can do that, plus you can lick it if you’re very careful, but look there’s you too for me to play with, sucking, rubbing you,” as Linda said that she put her glass down, reached over and began stroking my left nipple through my shirt.

I moaned lightly as the curve in my jeans began to reappear and my nipple tingled all the way to the tip of my penis.

“So, let’s see, I might just surprise you. Now are you going to touch me too?”

 

[Richard Cock]

Part 2 - 3

“Oh, yes, of course,” I put my drink down and turned, kissed her on the lips and cupped her left breast, her own hand dropping from my tit to where my legs met and that curve now so prominent in my jeans.

Linda had a bra on, I could feel the outline of it as my fingers caressed her breast, attempting to locate her nipple. I kissed her again and our lips locked properly this time and my cock surged into her fingers as they felt for my bulge. Again, my inexperience left me wondering how best to extract her breast, so I decided to work my hand inside from underneath her top, a silky smooth fabric that clung to her shape. It was open, as in not tucked in, so it was easy to slide my hand up over her belly and upwards to the stiff base of her bra cup and then the rise of the tit. Once there I felt for the top and finding a lacy edging and smooth cool skin slipped my fingers between bra and breast and was soon rewarded by the rise of her nipple, firm and prominent.

Linda murmured softy as I pinched her lightly, pulled as well as I could with her bra still over her breast, then flicked my nail over the tip gaining more soft sounds of delight.

Linda’s hand was now right between my legs, I opened them as much as I could being so close to her and the reward was pressure on my balls as she pressed me there. My cock tried to stiffen more but couldn’t due to my jeans, but I then felt fingers moving back over it and eventually stop where my bell end was located as she would have been able to feel the swell of it even through my jeans and underwear. The sensation then went up several gears as Linda stroked her longish finger nails over the small ridges in the denim which transmitted through to my foreskin and I almost instantly felt that release of fluid inside, preparing my tubes for sperm as my pre cum began to flow. I knew that when Linda eventually, I say Linda – I was getting desperate for release now and might have to take the lead – freed my erection, my foreskin and glans would be soaked. Then I thought, we could share the taste if there is enough, take turns with fingers, or a finger and lips.

Fuck! I needed my cock out.

I have to admit, I really enjoyed this foreplay, OK, I couldn’t get any proper pussy tonight, but this was really fun. We kissed now and then as we touched each other, getting closer to being between each other’s legs, orgasms, my semen. I had been hoping for three ejaculations that evening, maybe two in her pussy and one in her mouth but it could be the other way around. But now what? Maybe sucked off and wanks? Better than me wanking off in bed later I thought, although that couldn’t be totally discounted at all now.

“Don’t stretch my top too much will you,”

“Oh, sorry,” I said removing my hand from inside her bra.

My hand now rested on her bare belly, I poked her belly button.

It was then that I first realised that Linda was wearing a skirt, not jeans as she had before. He legs looked good, the colour of her, what I assumed were tights, made her legs appear nicely tanned. I decided to put my hand on her right leg, just where the bottom of her skirt came to, I really wasn’t expecting her to try and stop me or play coy.

Our lips came together again, as we kissed I slid my hand further up her leg, the smooth nylon of her tights…… bare leg… stockings! She’s wearing stockings! The stuff of dreams, I thought as I moved my hand around, the delicate softness of her inner thigh under my fingertips ….. suspenders, fucking hell, the lot, I thought. Our kiss became more animated, I think that’s the word I wanted, our lips moved faster over each other, our tongues poked and prodded, lips occasionally sucked on them and my fingers came to the end of the bare leg, silky smooth fabric could be sensed. Cunt. I wanted to touch her there as I had the other days, opening her labial lips, the fleshy outer and the delicate inner ones and then tasting her; all alas now out of bounds like some remote part of a school playing field.

I allowed my fingers to press the front of her panties, I could feel the outline of what lay beneath, the divide of her vulva and the way it ran upwards until my fingers met a thin line of elastic and then hair, the same pubes I had previously buried my face in as I gorged on her scent.

Linda moved her lips off mine, what next I thought? I decided it was best to let Linda take the initiative for now, at least with her body.

“Paul, let’s get you unzipped,”

Yes, I thought, the words I wanted to hear and would always want to hear.

My hand came away from up Linda’s skirt, I settled back on the sofa, my arms out of the way along the back of the sofa and my legs slightly open, a very nice bulge pushing my fly outwards.

Linda turned and with both hands started to unfasten my belt buckle.

“Time to have some fun with you, now breath in as this is bit too tight to undo, got it, now again for the button,” I obeyed.

I looked on as Linda took hold of my zip and pulled on the tab and lowered it down, stopping only to take more care over the part where my penis arched in my briefs, then I was open, the flaps of my jeans parted and only the thin fabric of my dark blue briefs prevented my cock from springing free.

I opened my legs as wide as I could.

“Up,” Linda gestured, I was to raise my bum so she could pull on my jeans, to assist I managed to kick off my shoes and closed my legs. My jeans came down, over thighs, knees and finally my ankles as they were pulled off and thrown onto another chair, I remained with an open shirt, my dark blue briefs, no fly - just a smooth front, with an even darker patch that aligned with the end of the bulge in them Oh, socks.

To my relief, Linda got up and pulled each sock off in turn and added them to my jeans.

“Shirt,” she said. I obeyed. Only my briefs remained.

“What about you?”

“You’re the man here, undress me,” was Linda’s surprising reply.

I stood, massive erection tenting my briefs, which I was rather pleased with, even more so when Linda ran her fingers along it and ended cupping my testicles.

“Paul, I’m going to go for your balls first, OK?”

“Yes, I like that a lot.”

I felt her fingers grip both my bollocks through the thin material and then pull down, just enough for me to feel my cords and tubes stretched and the force of her grip on my actual testes. I just loved that, she clearly remembered from the previous time she did it to me. I moaned in appreciation.

We were stood together as she held on to my balls, my cock straining even more for release, the almost kinked top part of my shaft now visible along with my pubic curls due to the pulling on my undies. I had to strip Linda naked so I managed to get my fingers around the back of her top, seeking whatever mechanism there was to undo, I hoped for a short zipper, but my fingers found a small button. I had a go but failed to undo it, Linda sensed that and with one final but firm tug on my bollocks, she leg go and turned to allow me access.

Button undone, I pulled the top carefully over her head, as was not tucked in it came away easily, now her cream coloured bra strap was next, not too much trouble with that. Linda took her bra as it fell away and directed it to a spare chair, my hands replaced the bra supporting her breasts, cupping the soft undersides as each breast rose from her chest and my fingers located both nipples, firm, erect – demanding immediate attention. I took both simultaneously between thumb and forefinger and rolled the nipple tips between them, pulling gently outwards as I did. Linda sank back into me, her head fell back further signalling she wanted us to kiss, as we did I felt her reach back with her hand and sliding it between our bodies she groped for my cock and balls, then once located she managed to get her hand into my pants and loop her fingers around my erection and pull it out, skinning my bell end as she did.

I felt the cool air on my sticky knob, a few backhanded wank stokes followed as I let my hands drop from breasts to abdomen, where, just above where her belly started I felt the lacy top of her suspender belt. Here it became more complicated for me, a complete novice with more complex female underwear, my fingers explored, do I pull the belt down, I had felt the straps holding her stockings up when I went up her legs so they must attach here somewhere. Reaching the lower edge and more lace my fingers felt what could only be one of the straps, so I traced it downwards, over bare flesh, not more than an inch of that before more lace, knickers?

I think my penis may have softened a bit as my head concentrated on underwear, but I soon worked out that the suspender straps went under her knickers, obvious really, I thought, so she can pee without taking all this stuff off.

Now I could strip her, but still wanted to see her in her underwear first. I found the zip for her white skirt and undid that, it started to fall but Linda caught it and managed to get it off and onto the chair with her top.

“I want to see you,” I manged, sensing too the return of my hard cock, still exposed but with my nuts hanging in my pants as Linda had left them.

She turned, moving away until she was about six feet distance. I took the opportunity to free my testicles and lose my underpants.

“Wow, fuck! Oh, sorry. Linda, love that lot, it’s so sexy,” as I said that Linda raised both arms and cupped her bare tits, then she began squeezing the mounds so her darker nipples were extended on the tips of each breast.

“These need your attention,”

Now totally naked and very, very stiff, I moved to Linda, her hands dropped and mine replaced them, one going to work on her nipple, her left, whilst I lowered my head and nuzzled her right breast before locating the nipple tip by feel and sucking on it, drawing it into my mouth and flicking my tongue lightly over it. Linda moaned and wriggled a bit as I gorged myself on her tit, as if wanting milk from the teat. Myself, I wanted to wank but resisted as I didn’t want a repeat of what happened in the kitchen so I focused on Linda’s body instead.

I put my spare hand between Linda’s legs, cupping her pussy still held in her panties, my fingers again outlining her features beneath, then working inside the edge of her panties, hoping I wouldn’t be stopped, I knew the rules I had to follow this time.

Nothing happened, so I took this as permission to drop down away from her breasts so my face was level with her vulva, pubes visible above her knicker line, then pulled her panties down slowly, checking all the time for any sign of string. Everything looked like it had a few days earlier so far, more hair, the inverted V of her clit hood protruding from her outer lips, then her inner pussy lips and…. string. I stopped. Looked. There was about two inches of white string, fairly thin, hanging from between her large lips at the entrance to her vagina, I must admit I stared at it for a few seconds, before thinking, OK, so long as I stay away from there I’ll be fine.

“You alright down there?” Linda asked, you can play with my clit, here, let me help.”

With that she used two fingers of her right hand to part her lips around where her clit hood protruded, exposing the inverted “V” for me. I was still unsure whether I could use my tongue or should I stick with fingers. Linda answered my question as I felt my head drawn forward and into her pussy, her pubes tickled my nose whilst my tongue went out to touch her clit, lick it up and down, around and round, sucking it and her lips into my mouth.

The taste and smell of her pussy was very arousing of course, but I did miss the wetness and special tang that came from up inside her and being able to slip my extended tongue up there to draw her juices out. Still, my cock stood rock hard as I worked her bare clit head, teasing it with flicks, sucking, as I felt Linda’s fingers on my face still parting her lips for me, my own hands now cupping her bum cheeks and pulling her onto my face.

I decided as I nuzzled her pussy to try and bring her to orgasm, focussing on her clit I started a steady motion, back and forth with my tongue, over the tip, around the side and back over the tip, just lightly, awaiting any signs that Linda was approaching a climax.

I kept going, pulling on her bum with alternating force, her hand had left my head, then she removed the fingers splaying her cunt lips, I kept up the motion, working her clit, I so wanted to finger fuck her, to push her over into orgasm, one, two then three fingers, maybe even a fourth, all inserted deep up her pussy, getting faster and faster as I finger fucked her into cumming for me.

Then a change in breath sounds, shorter, faster, Linda cried out, I licked faster, harder over her clit, pulled her bum firmly into my face, not wanting her to wriggle away, to take the intensity of climax in her clit, to cum for me. More cries, gasps, she wriggles trying to escape my tongue and lips as she orgasmed, I held on, it was really hard now to keep her still and in contact, eventually I had to concede as he pulled slightly away, out on tongue contact.

Linda began to calm, to lose some of the rigidity in her body and even go slightly limp, her breathing still quite fast and deep. I kept her vulva to my face, taking in the aroma of her, the taste, then my hair was ruffled, a signal to say I had given her what she needed, I was so pleased I had done that and without her open pussy hole too.

 

[Richard Cock]

Part 2 - 4


I got to my feet, stood and looked at Linda, I noticed her nipples looked gorged, darker, more prominent, delicious. Our lips met and we kissed. I felt my balls taken hold of again, held, caressed, then her hand slid upwards to my stiff shaft and began to slowly masturbate me. I was my turn to moan between our joined lips, my cock was fairly sensitive now, the time spent between a woman’s legs had been well used by my body to set me on the way to orgasm, I felt congested, like a pressure up inside me and in my testicles.

“Your turn,” was all Linda said after breaking away and slowly descending my body with her lips, her knees folding as her face approached the tip of my dripping erection and a hand taking hold of it, drawing my foreskin hard back until only the fine ridge of skin that marked the divide between it and my shaft was left. I looked down, her soft brown hair, those fly away strands of her trendy haircut, a few freckles on her neck, then the first sensation of a tongue being slowly drawn up the underside of my penis towards the my own inverted “V” and that small twist of skin that morphed into my bell end, the same sort of shape I had worked on at her clitoris, but mine was now to enjoy stimulation.

I had always loved looking at the shape of my cock head, the rounded bell like shape of my glans, the slit on the tip, but best of all was what would be the front to another person, that shape, where the two lobes of my glans formed, protruding from a quite deep grove, the skin connecting shaft and knob running deep in the grove, so sensitive too, right where Linda’s tongue is right now, flicking up and down, ooohhh.

I awaited Linda enveloping my full bell end with her mouth, a few more moments of flicking my groove then….Oooohhh yeeess! Soft but firm lips shrouded my cock, moving over my taught shiny skin, over the rim with its slight flare and onto the so, so sensitive skin below until I felt the back of her throat touch my cock tip, there it slid over the textures found there, stimulating me even more.

Not only was my cock was being pleasured, my own fingers had gone to my nipples, flicking the very tips lightly with my forefingers’ nails. I closed my eyes, I wanted to focus on the intense sensations I was experiencing, the build up to my orgasm, nipples, cock head, my balls – now being lightly stroked along the hairs on my sac, fingertip excursions back behind them, tracing the seam of skin from where it forms at the base of my cock and the start of the crinkly skin holding my bollocks, it being the point at which by balls are separated into the two separate chambers, then back right along my perineum to my…….my bum hole. Linda was touching my bum, right there on my hole. It was brief, but fuck, it felt nice. Really fucking nice.

We both needed few words now, I had had to remove my hands from my chest and hold my bum cheeks, wanting to hold off my ejaculation for a bit longer, to just enjoy my body as it moved to those few seconds of total ecstasy with Linda.

I spread my legs a little more, Linda’s fingers were tracing my ball sac seam again, I wanted her to touch me there, again. Linda did not disappoint, I felt her fingernail reach my anus, stroke it.

“Oooohh, that’s so nice,” I managed, somewhat embarrassed as it was my arsehole I was referring to, I’d never, ever done that before in a sexual context, not even during masturbation and I’d done a great deal of that. My mind flicked back to the other day, Linda’s arsehole, being invited to push my finger in a short way, clearly she liked that and I was starting to understand why, if hers felt like mine right now.

“A little?” Linda said very quietly taking her lips from my penis.

“A little what?”

“A little finger inside.”

“Errr, Ok, then.”

Her finger went away, I was confused. I expected to feel some pressure or other sensation there.

My cock head again felt the smooth movement of greedy lips over its shiny helmet, my shaft held firmly in her left hand, then her lips disappeared for an instant only to return and suck my cock into them again.

Then her finger touched my anus again, it felt wet, some spit I thought, then I felt pressure, not too much initially, then a bit of a wriggle as Linda’s fingertip probed my hole, awaiting for a moment of relaxation in my anus to gain entry, she had had my invite.

I tried to relax my sphincter, this was all new to me, until now it most definitely been a one way street, so to speak, but now I was willing her inside me, to open my arse up and feel inside me as she sucked my cock, wanked my shaft, bringing me off….

“I’m gonna cum,” I cried, knowing I was about to spurt any second as my bollocks pulled up tight to my body. Then it all happened at once, Linda’s finger entered my anus, I felt it yield then stretch as she pushed knowing I was about to spunk, her other hand wanked me, her mouth was right down, not quite to my balls, her hand stopped that, but a good way down my shaft, as I felt the first contraction in my perineum and then the rapid fire succession of throbbing as my spunk surged up my penis and shot into her mouth, her lips still moving on my cock. My body shook as I ejaculated, pulse after pulse spurting from my slit into Linda’s mouth, God, what a feeling I thought, I’ve never cum like that before, my glans so sensitive as she sucked them through my ejaculation – I try myself to wank full stokes as I cum but it’s often too sensitive so I just let myself spurt holding my throbbing penis.

We both steadied, my head was back, my breathing still quite rapid, I sensed my penis loosing stiffness, my bell end shrinking but still incredibly sensitive as Linda now slowly sucked on me, proper sucking with slurping sounds as my full length was taken in, my pubic bush rubbing her nose.

Then Linda slowly rose, I was now ready for what was next, kissing, semen, my sperm, flowing between our mouths, the taste of it followed by the sensation of swallowing, a taste and feel I was gradually becoming used to, a realisation that I could take and actually digest my own full loads, the results of my masturbation no longer washed away.

We kissed, I could taste some semen, not as much as the first time, but yes, semen, the white stuff. I awaited the surge as Linda pushed it all my way, then to get me on my back as she did before, to have to swallow, one, maybe two swallows then the lingering taste at the back of my mouth. I waited.

Linda broke the kiss and put her arms around me, I could feel her breasts pressed to my chest.

“That was very nice,” she said, her hands now in the small of my back, pulling me tight, "you have nice sperm, plenty of them too.”

“Did you, you know, swallow it all?” I asked, somewhere between delighted and disappointed.

“Of course, I had a taste last time, now I wanted it all, a greedy girl me. You do make nice tasting cum, much better than some I have tasted. Good amount and feel too, I like it creamy, I can hold onto it for longer. I hope it was alright, me swallowing, it’s your cum after all?”

“Err yes, it’s just I assumed….”

“Paul, variety, do different things, and anyway you guys can wank off and swallow anytime you like, me I need a cock and balls for that.”

“Yeah, had a go already, I can just about do it now, must be easier though, not having to look at it in your hand first, just having it shot into your mouth, no time to go off the idea.”

“True, right lets have another drink, same again?” Linda asked pulling her lacy knickers on, then her top and gaining a frown from me.

“Plenty of time, don’t get cold, you can put your shirt and undies on for a bit, then we can go upstairs.”

I nodded in relief, I was still hoping I could spunk twice more.



Linda returned with two cans, opened them and poured the drinks. We sat together on the sofa, chatting about nothing much. She did ask me about my masturbation habits, how often I did it, the most times I had actually ejaculated in a single day, what I thought about as I did it. Did I use any aides? How much cum I usually made when wanking. Now I had tasted it what did I really think of it. How often I now swallowed my load. The sort of stuff girls might ask their boyfriends at some stage, I assumed.

I could see her breasts, or at least the outline of them and her still perky nipples of course, though her lemon coloured top, her cream lacy knickers and suspenders and her stockings all still in place and looking fucking amazing I thought. As for me, my shirt was open, my nipples getting an occasional flick whether from myself or Linda, lower down, my blue briefs stirred, the front pushed out more and more, the outline of my bell end under my foreskin became more distinct as it filled with blood and the skin became taught and shiny.

“So, looks like you’ll soon be fuckable again,” Linda said, rubbing her hand over my bare belly and down into the beginning of my pubic hair.

I laughed, agreeing with her. That bought her hand sliding down further, over my cock and balls, then back over my belly to my right nipple and a squeeze.

“Let’s go upstairs, OK?”

We both got up and headed to Linda’s bedroom, there she pushed my shirt off my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

“Paul, pants off please.”

I did as instructed, penis springing to attention, testicles adjusted for comfort.

“You?”

Linda removed her top then knickers. I so wanted that pussy, its tastes and smells, to have my skinny bum rapidly bobbing up and down as my cock went in and out of her and then to fill her with my cum.

Linda came to me, I felt the tip of my cock touched her belly, slid up it little until our bodies made contact, my hands going to her bum as I felt hers grip mine. Her breasts and nipples pressed against my chest. We kissed, wet and sexy, tongues thrusting, then mine was sucked on as it was my cock. I had started to thrust very slightly with my hips, my bell end could only prod her belly, not slide, too much pressure and friction for simulated fucking – I needed to be dripping pre cum for that but my so recent ejaculation seemed to prevent any secretion right now.

We both seemed to end the kissing at the same time and looked closely at each other.

I had to ask this question.

 

[Richard Cock]

Part 2 - 5

“Will you, err, sort of, well, put your finger in my bum again some time?”

Linda laughed, “I might, if you put yours in mine too.”

“Oh, yes sure, just say…..”

“Just do it, OK.”

“OK, will do,” I managed, “that was the first time I’ve been touched there, felt really nice even before…..”

“I tasted the result just now, but yes, it can feel really good, been ages since I actually did that to a man.”

“Not with Ray?” I asked, somewhat confused, I assumed Linda and Ray must have done it sometimes.

“No, previous boyfriend. Ray never showed any interest, I tried touching his bum a few times early on when we first had sex but he would move away, he never touched mine either although I wanted him too. The earlier lad, he wanted me to do it. I wasn’t at all sure about it either then but he kept putting my fingers there when we had sex, it was just a few times as we had to be in bed and not many chances for that then. In the end I did it, he had actually bought some massage oil with him. In the end I quite liked doing it, it was then me penetrating him rather than the usual way. ”

Linda’s fingers found my nipples. I cupped her pussy.

“Oh, perhaps Ray was worried about, well, you know, how it can be, I mean, it’s a bum hole.”

“Yes, maybe but he could be odd at times about stuff like that. But sometimes it’s just worth trying. I’m pleased you seem to like it and want more.”

“Oh, yeah, I did, I think that made me cum just now, pushed me over the edge of what I could stand, what with you sucking me as well.”

“I’ll bear that in mind.”

“So, what you fancy doing next, hard man?” Linda asked, her face one large smile as her finger nails flicked the very tips on my nipples so lightly it made them tingle.

“I’d really hoped to fu.. have proper sex again, I really like the action, you know, thrusting in and out, but understand I can’t.”

“So you want to fuck, OK, you fancy a tit fuck instead?”

I had to think about that, what she meant as to the fucking bit. My expression must have said everything.

“OK, you get your cock between my tits as I hold them together, you fuck them as you would my pussy. No condom and your free to cum as you like.”

“Oh, wow, yes, of course, great.”

I watched as Linda went out of the bedroom, had I said the wrong thing?

Moments later she returned holding a small bottle, lay on the bed on her back and gestured for me to join her. I was now semi hard, my balls were loose and dangling a little as I straddled her body at about her waist, I could feel her pubes on my bottom.

“What’s that?” I asked as she unscrewed the top of the bottle.

“Just baby oil, lube, we need that, here you’re in charge,” Linda offered me the bottle, “now put plenty between my breasts,” I obeyed, “rub it around, right over each one and up to my neck, OK, now all over your cock – shaft and head, that’s it, a bit more, properly coat yourself.”

I did as instructed, squeezing the bottle so that the thin oil ran along my shaft and over my bell end, then I used my other hand to spread it right around myself, effectively masturbating as I did it. It felt really good, why hadn’t I thought about wanking like this? Messy, yes, but it felt brilliant, I rarely rubbed my bell end directly with my fingers through my orgasm as I found it almost too sensitive, so it was just my sliding foreskin over it. Oil as lube might work I thought.

“OK,” I said, ready, I think.”

“Right, I’m going to push my breasts together with my hands over the top so you’ve somewhere to push your cock into, I can then play with my nipples as stimulation whilst you bring yourself off, OK?” I nodded, “just enjoy it and remember you can just cum over me.”

I moved further up the bed as Linda placed her hands over her breasts pushing them together, just a small gap remained, that was for me, my cock. The whole thing just looked amazing as I positioned my bell end into that gap, then leant forward, taking most of my upper body weight on my arms and looked down at Linda’s face smiling at me.

In I went, there was some resistance as my cock pushed between her tits but it felt about right, tighter than a pussy and not as warm, but good so far.

I felt it as my penis emerged from between breasts and continued to slide up towards Linda’s neck, where I expected my ejaculation to land. Beginning to get used to the position and the motion I started to tit fuck, it now seemed quite natural, the thrust forward accompanied by great feelings in the head and upper shaft of my penis, similar as I pulled back though her breasts.

I soon established a steady rhythm, as I had fucking Linda’s cunt previously, my bollocks swinging and then sliding over her lower chest with each movement, the earlier orgasm now giving me longer to enjoy this.

“Fuck my tits, Paul, go on, fuck me, faster, imagine you’re in my cunt, you naughty boy. Go on, faster, fuck my tits, I want you to cum over me, cover me in your spunk, I want to feel your cock throbbing between my tits.”

I looked down at Linda, our eyes had locked, hers glinting as she spoke to me.

I just fucked, nice and steady, my cock sliding easily through the soft flesh, pushing its way through and at the same time sending waves of sensations through my body, I would be ejaculating shortly, I could sense that. OK, I could slow it all down, edge myself, but sometimes a man just needs to shoot his spunk and I would soon need to.

Linda maintained her dirty talk, I even heard her asking me to fuck her in the arsehole, but may have been mistaken as it was all becoming a bit wild.

I knew my balls were tight, the swinging feeling had gone, the first tell-tale throbs began deep in me, I could sense the extra sensitivity in my knob, feel it swelling even more, my bum maintained its bobbing motion, maybe I speeded up a little. Yeah, I definitely had.

I felt orgasm approach, no longer stoppable, the first throb, he second throb, then my the throbs now in the rapid fire succession of ejaculation as my cum shot up my urethra and out of the hole in my bell end.

“Yes, yes! Now! Aaaahhhh.” I cried out. “Ooooohhh. God, that’s feels so good.”

As I ejaculated I fucked, fast, deep full strokes into those tits. I spunked hard, movement became easier as my spunk added lubrication to her tit cunt. I managed a few more, maybe a dozen strokes, before collapsing onto Linda, gasping.

We stayed like that for a minute or so, Linda’s arms wrapped around me, our faces side to side. When I eventually rose and of course looked down, I could see my semen mixed with the baby oil, white fluid on top of the oil, the oil film coated her breasts now and ran up to her neck, most of my semen was in her cleavage and sprayed up to her neck also.

“That was, wow, thanks,” I said, “I would never have thought that it would have felt so good, like between your tits.”

Linda laughed, “It does work well, I read about it quite a time ago, well before I got married, it’s a good way of avoiding a boy wanting to get his cock inside but allowing him a sort of fuck.”

“Probably felt better without me wearing a condom too, just bare cock,” I responded as I checked my own penis, obviously I had softened and my knob hung low and heavy over my testicles, I was shiny with oil, some spunk, clear and thin now, hung as a thread from my hole.

I still sat astride Linda, my weight on my legs and her hips, the hairs on my balls meshed with her pubic mound hair.

I don’t know what made me do it, maybe I was getting used to the shared sex where both partners needed their own pleasures from the couplings. Anyway, I reached forward with my right hand and scooped all I could from Linda’s neck down and between her breasts, all the baby oil and the remains of my semen as it thinned to a clear fluid and began running away, then I moved off Linda so I was by her right side.

“Open your legs,” I said, holding my right hand with its load of oil and semen, “clit wank time.”

I knew enough to know that as it was her period there was no danger of her getting pregnant from my semen around her pussy, anyway, she had the tampon up inside anyway.

“Oh Paul, you don’t have to, I just loved having you cum, watching your face as you had your orgasm, having a man cum and feeling his load shower me is such a turn on.”

“I want to, so come on, open up for me.”

“You’re going to be a really good lover, pity you’re not older, we could have met a long time ago.”

I smiled. If only I thought.

 

[Richard Cock]

Part 2 - 6
Linda pulled her legs up and open, I watched as her slit separated for me, her clitoris poked through her outer lips now, that short length of white string rested in the space between her legs and vulva, my hand touched her, further parting her pussy and I applied the contents of my hand to her clit and surrounding area. My fingers then began to move slowly at first, making sure she was well lubricated, then I slowly speeded things up, working around her actual clit tip at first just like I do with my own nipple, round and round, then occasional light strokes over her full clitoris, those produced moans of pleasure from the girl I was wanking.

“Ohh, Paul, Paul, ahh, aaaahhh,” I carried on, “Paul,”

After about another couple of minutes or so of this Linda began to jerk, I kept my fingers working her cunt, the pace was steady but fairly rapid, I went more to her bare, exposed clit, Linda jerked more, cried out, her face almost screwed up in concentration as her orgasm continued, my wanking her continued too, I wanted to see how long she could cum for compared with my 10 or so seconds of throbbing and spunking.

The answer was longer. Suddenly Linda moved, rolling on her side away from my hand, panting.

“Fucking hell, Paul, what did you just do? That was, I don’t know, I came so many times, fuck! Fuck!”

After a few more seconds recovery Linda puled herself up and threw her arms around my neck and kissed me hard on the lips, pressing to me. I was equally amazed, not quite aware of what I had actually done to her, how it was different or better that my previous clit wanks I had performed; alright, not that many for sure, but?

We hugged for a time, I was feeling so good, I felt I had given Linda as good as orgasm as I had had between her tits, somehow we were equal.

I could see from the clock besides her bed that it was about ten fifteen now, still plenty of time, I hoped that I had given her enough for her to want to keep me here longer, to go again. I was still soft, my two orgasms that evening, all my cum, my sperm, even my pre cum, had partially drained me, but I wanted to fuck some more. To wring the last remaining sperm from my bollocks. Somehow.

“Shall we go back downstairs?” Linda suggested as she climbed off the bed and pulled her top on again.

My heart sank, was that it? I was still soft, but with some attention I would definitely get hard fairly soon, maybe the sight of me erect would turn her on again. I began to wank, just slowly, two fingers, thumb and forefinger taking my foreskin back and forth over the rim of my cock head.

“You still want more, don’t you? You young guys, all you want is to be fucking or wanking and cumming day and night.”

I laughed, wanked, and said “with a girl like you who wouldn’t want to just keep on fucking each other?”

That got me a big wet kiss.

“OK, another drink then and we’ll see, I just wish my period hadn’t started, now I feel I need that cock of yours inside me.”

I couldn’t have agreed more.

We went down into the kitchen, Linda poured more beers. I hadn’t bothered to put anything on, my cock was semi now, the wanking had began to wake it up, Linda had pulled on her knickers again, but those suspenders, stocking and lace still looked awesome to a young guy like myself.

The next half hour was spent on the sofa, we chatted, had our drinks, touched, my penis stiffening in response to both, especially the touching, nipples stroked so lightly there was hardly any contact, my testicles - the hairs on my ball sac brushed, again so lightly. Finally I was fully erect, Linda had withdrawn my foreskin and my cock head was shiny, the skin taught, ready for stimulation.

“Looks like you’re ready for more,” she said, her forefinger gently stroking my bell end and circling the rim. “Any requests?”

I laughed, not sure how to answer.

“Anything really,” I replied, hoping it might be more than being wanked off here on the sofa.

“I’ve had an amazing evening, Paul, I’ve not cum that intensely or for so long for ages, thanks,”

“Not sure how I managed that to be honest, but I’m pleased it happened.”

Linda again stroked my balls and the base of my stiff cock, now that felt good, her feather light touches causing my cock to jerk each time she stroked me there. I felt her cup both my balls.

“Anything left in these for me? You managed a fair load that second time, good job too, all that cum mixed with the oil on your fingers must have helped you wank me off like you did.”

“Would you like to see or better still feel if there’s any more?” I asked hopefully, the ‘feel’ bit was my way of saying more than a wank please.

Linda then took hold of my testicles, gave them a firm squeeze, then located my right one which she rolled in her fingers, feeling the shape of it, the firmness as if checking out how much sperm was left. Then with my left testicle the same, rolling it, pressing it. I moaned with delight, Linda kept on, I moaned more, my solid penis jerking as she did it to me.

Then Linda turned and kissed me on the lips, a quick kiss, then she stood, looked down at me, my cock sticking up, almost pointing at her.

“I just need to nip upstairs, be back in a while, and save any spunk you’ve left, eh.”

With that Linda disappeared. I then heard the sounds of doors from upstairs, then some odd sounds, like someone or something scrabbling around, more doors then silence.

After what must have been five minutes I heard the loo flush followed by the sound of steps on the stairs. I had kept my penis at attention mostly by stroking my nipples, I even managed a small drop of pre cum at my hole, I swiftly wiped and tasted it.

Linda came into the lounge, I had sort of expected something to be different, but she looked just the same as before.

“Right my lad, my stud, I’m ready, are you?”

“Err, sure, what we doing? Here? Bedroom?”

“Bedroom.”

I climbed off the sofa and followed upstairs, my eyes fixed on her bum, lacy pants and the rest of her ‘come fuck me’ underwear. I could feel the swing of my cock as we went up the steps, now I really liked that, the flexing at the base and through to the root deep under my balls, it felt manly in some odd way, me hard with a woman, knowing that I was on my way to having more sex.

In the bedroom Linda shed her top and knickers again and pulled me onto her bed.

“OK, you can play with my bum again if you like,”

“Sure,” I answered, “just like I did before, with a finger?”

“Yes, you can use this too,” Linda reached over to the bedside table and took a tube I hadn’t noticed earlier. “It’s lube, better than spit, use as much as you need.”

“So how far can I go?”

“Inside.”

“Right inside, you know, actually into you there?"
“Yes, of course. It’s been ages since I’ve been touched properly there and I’ve missed how it feels when someone else does it to me.”

With that Linda turned around on all fours so her bum faced me, she opened her legs more so I could see her properly. I could make out the length of white string dangling from her lowest lips, above that the brown skin around her anus, the pucker of her hole, the fine hairs, much more sparse than around her pussy lips and much less than around my own hole. All fairly new stuff, so I started with what I knew, soft fingertips stroking her hole.

“Mmmmmm,” was the almost immediate response “that’s nice, don’t stop yet. Yes, more, mmmmmm.”

My finger stroked and flicked over her bottom, I did manage a few times to go as far as her pussy lips, from where the string came out but carefully avoiding the opening there.

“Paul, use the lube,” Linda instructed after a few minutes of my gentle stroking, turning her head as she supported herself on her forearms.

I picked up the tube, it was about half empty I would guess, undid the cap and squeezed, a clear cool gel appeared which I managed to catch in my fingers, this I assumed I had to apply to her bum hole area and especially her actual anal opening.

“Yeeesss, love the cool of that, now get some inside, but take it slowly like you did before.”

“Just a little way inside like then?” I asked wanting to be absolutely certain.

“It’s OK to go as far as you can or want to this time,” came her reply.

Oh, I thought, this sounds more interesting, something I want to try.

I gently pushed my forefinger to her hole a little way, probably about the same depth as I had before. It slipped in easily surprising me, must be the lube I thought. I felt inside her anus, all smooth, then she gripped my finger. Oh, I thought, did Linda really do that?

“Feel that?” came the answer.

“Yes, is that OK, not hurting you?”

“No, it’s good, go in some more.”

I pushed and felt her relax again, then nothing. Was I actually inside Linda’s arse now? Inside her body, like being inside her vagina I thought. I moved my finger around, I curled it a little and I could actually trace the inner end of her anus and what must be the start of her, well, insides. I could hear moans of pleasure as I explored, so assumed she liked what I was doing to her. Then I pulled my finger almost out, I left about my last finger joint inside, then wriggled it a bit, flexing it too so it opened her up more. I could see the dark red inside a bit before pushing all the way back inside, gaining more gasps of delight. I began to finger fuck Linda’s arsehole, one finger, slowly at first, then little by little gaining speed, as if I was back at her cunt, the lube making it a slippery but tight cunt. I was fucking her fast now, maybe the lube needed topping up but I could see that my finger was pulling some of her inside outwards a little, making her anus stick out briefly before my finger pushed it back in.

A thought flashed through my mind.

 

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Part 2 - 6

I almost shook my head too rid myself of such an idea. Kissing her hole, poking my tongue in her, like I did up her pussy. No, I thought, people don’t do that stuff. It’s perverted.

I withdrew my finger, put more lube on it and squirted some into her now semi-open anus, getting a small amount directly into her opening, the cool gel getting a moan from Linda.

Could I get two fingers up her? I added a second finger, my middle one, and pushed slowly in, opening her up again, then my index finger, I needed to push harder but her anus yielded for me. Two in now. I finger fucked her again, slowly to begin, then gradually quickening the pace. Long strokes, hooking my fingers right inside so I pulled her anal quim out a little as I withdrew my fingers.

Linda moaned, wriggled her bum, encouraging me, her soft carries of “fuck me” gradually became louder. I carried on finger fucking as instructed, getting faster and faster each thrust inside, my hand now banging firmly against her anal opening as my fingers went deep.

“Oh Paul, fuck me, fuck me,” Linda now cried “harder, faster, just more, please don’t stop.”

I tried to go faster. Harder. I rammed her as fast and hard as I could, as I dared I recon. This was so unexpected, more than I could have imagined. But….

“Paul! Paul! Fuck me, use your fucking cock. Get your cock in me, fuck me with it.”

I almost froze. My fingers stopped. I looked down, I was erect, hard, stiff, horned up, all those cock things needed to be to fuck.

Grabbing the lube I squeezed hard, a mass came out, some went over the bed but I managed to catch most and then rub it over my penis, from head to balls, then the remainder went on the anus I was to fuck, my first bum fuck. I suddenly realised I had no condom, shit, all lubed up too.

“Linda, I’ve no condom.”

“No need, it’s my bum, get inside me, please, now.”

“OK, OK, just tell me if I’m hurting you.”

I adjusted my knees such that my cock was the right height and in the right place, then holding my shaft I positioned my cock head so it touched her hole, the gel lube glistening on both our body parts. In place, I put my hands on her hips, the suspenders under my fingers, and moved forward, slowly, applying pressure through my bell end to her sphincter, looking for it to yield, to accept my penis into it.

Linda opened up with a loud moan, my knob went in as far as my rim, still vulnerable to slipping out I thought so I pushed more and managed to see the whole of my bell end vanish, sucked in by a ring of muscle, gripped securely now.

“Ooohh Paul, you can go right in now, I want to feel you in me.”

I wanted to be inside Linda too, so I again pushed my hips forward as I gripped her and felt the supreme sensitivity of my cock head as it slid through her anus, tight, every part of me in contact, rubbing her insides. Then I was through, my bell end actually up inside her body where I had permission to spunk off, no teat to collect my sperm, just Linda.

I began my fuck, our fuck, Linda was moaning as I moved, actually I wanted her to talk dirty to me as I fucked her, telling me how much she loved it in the arse, how she wanted to feel me shooting my cum in her. Then I thought, I can do that too, I know all, well most I think, of the vocabulary of sex, if it turns me on it should do the same to Linda, she uses such words anyway.

“Can you feel my cock in you, up your arsehole?” I began, “I’m gonna fuck you so hard, so fast, that my bollocks will ache as they slap against your bum, then my spunk will spurt up you so hard you will feel the shots inside your throat.”

“Yes, Paul, I feel your cock, you’re so big, it’s stretching my hole wide open, but fuck me harder, please, please, I’m begging. Just fuck me in the arse.”

I just loved this, this sex talk, so raw, animal like, both of us wanting the other to take us harder, to pound, to thrust, to stretch. I wanted to orgasm with Linda driving me on, telling me to fuck her harder, to spunk deep in her arse as I’m telling her I am cumming deep inside, my full seven inches deep in her bum hole, my balls banging her cunt lips as I fill her with my sperm.

I also had to balance the sheer pleasure I was now experiencing, both the feeling in my penis and also my dangling balls as they banged against Linda, the visuals as my cock slid into her anus, pulled out and dragged some of her anus out with it, to my impending orgasm, my first bare back ejaculation inside another living body (other than being sucked off of course).

I fucked, I loved fucking, I just wanted to keep on fucking this woman, fucking her pussy, fucking her tits, fucking her arse. I was made to fuck, girls would be lining up to be fucked by me, rows of pussies, arses, mouths just awaiting my cock and load after load of my cum. I just kept on fucking.

“Paul! Paul, it needs more lube, please stop for a moment.”

I stopped, hoping I hadn’t done anything wrong or to cause any discomfort.

Slowly, I withdrew by cock, I watched as my hard shaft appeared, then my swollen bell end.

“Sorry, never realised, are you OK?”

“Yes, fine, just add more gel, then you can go again, but don’t hold off cumming for ever, will you?”

I applied loads of lube to my penis, my full length and tried to get some inside Linda’s anus as it was still open somewhat. That done, I said I was ready. I received the go-ahead.

I slid back in, one movement and I was once again in up to my balls, from there I began to build up the fuck, this time with the intension of shooting spunk inside Linda’s arsehole.

Linda was taking my cock, she kept up telling me to fuck her hard, harder, faster, deeper, it was all starting to build up. The first signs were felt, I was about to shoot my load, my balls were now tight, no swinging could be sensed between my legs, my bell end seemed to swell, to firm and become really extra hard as it moved rapidly in and out, the throbs began up inside me, my cock head became super sensitive as it’s slit opened wide and my first wad of spunk shot into Linda’s anus. I pushed in again, she was so wet now, my spunk adding to the gel, that all resistance to my thrusts vanished, I went balls deep as I spunked, as I cried out with the throbbing, the sensation in my cock head, the visuals of me fucking an arsehole for the first time. I kept on pulsing, feeling the rapid contractions wringing the last drops of spunk out from under my bollocks,

I slowed, I had to, my throbs subsided, my cock head stayed super sensitive as I tried to keep moving but eventually my penis began to soften and bend, then I fell from Linda’s body, semen trailing from my hole, white coming from her hole too.

We both gradually regained our senses, I maintained my hold on her hips, then slid my hands along her body until I was as far as possible on top of her and began kissing her upper back.

Linda sagged forward, exhausted, I was knackered too, three orgasms in one evening, two of them full hard fucks, but totally worth every second.

The pair of us eventually lay side by side, spent.

I looked at her bedside clock, eleven thirty. I should be going very soon.

We went to the bathroom together, I washed my cock in the basin, Linda used her bath sponge between her legs and bum, we seemed comfortable doing such intimate things together now. Back in the bedroom we both dressed, I still looked at her body as she put on her panties and bra, her top and skirt. She watched as I pulled my jeans on and pushed my cock and balls into the front before doing up my zip.

“I didn’t plan that, Paul, but I’m really pleased we did that, that last fuck, I felt terrible having to let you down over my period, so at least you were able to finally cum inside me with nothing to lessen the feelings in your cock.”

“It was totally unexpected, it did feel good, but your tighter there as well, more to push into, I recon. But how was it for you? I couldn’t easily get to your clit or nipples, maybe I could another time, perhaps you can show me.”

“It was good for me too, different feeling to having you in my pussy, but having a man up my bum is for me much more intimate that normal sex, I would never do that just casually.”

“Can we do it again you think?”

“Of course, we can try different positions too, maybe with me sitting on you so you can get to my pussy and clit. One other thing Paul, would you like to try having my fingers inside your bum too? I mean right up inside like you were in me.”

“Err, yes, I liked it when you sort of poked me there, it felt really good, I hoped then you’d push further but….”

“I can show you how to get ready, you can use my kit, I kept it from before I was married, hidden away obviously. Then once you’re ready, well, we can have some fun, you’re bound to like having your prostate played with.”

“My what?” I asked, having never heard that term before.

“Ah, OK, it’s up inside, through your hole and sort of behind where your balls are. That boyfriend had me do it to him, I thought it sort of gross to begin with but soon got the hang of it. Anyway, he told me all about it, a man’s prostate that is, it’s where most of your spunk comes from, and if I press against it through the inside of your bottom, it should feel really nice but you might feel you need to pee too.”

“I’d be a bit shy to ask a woman to poke my bum just like that.” I responded.

Linda laughed. “You better go. I’ll tell you when I’m going to poke your bum, so have no concerns there.”

“OK, bye and thanks for a great time.”

“Oh, one thing. If you ever fancy bringing a couple of mates with you some time, then I would be up for that. Provided they are as good looking and as much fun as you, of course.”

My jaw dropped.

“Oh, OK, wow.”

We kissed and I left.

 

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Part 2 - 7

That sort of shocked me. But also excited me. The only problem would be who. How? Fuck!

I didn’t masturbate that night in bed. Well, only a little as I had an erection. I nearly made it to orgasm but fell asleep.





The thought of me and two mates played on my mind. Was Linda not satisfied with me alone? Yes, it would be awesome, watching others with Linda, them watching me. Hang on I thought, guys watching me fuck, would I be alright with that? Even getting my cock out with other men, OK I had in the showers but nobody was hard then, never mind having sex, watching each other have orgasms, cumming. But then Linda sees all that, but she’s a woman, she wants cocks, stiff cocks, cocks cumming inside her. I would have to think about this. Never mind who.



On Tuesday night I had this dream, it was a bit weird, not scary, but oddly I could recall it, or most of it, unlike the vast majority of dreams that seem to vanish from memory once awake.

It started with myself and two old friends from school days, Alan and Chris. I’d not seen them for a few months, they were away at uni now anyway, but here they were, with me heading to Linda’s house. There was chat amongst us of having some sexy fun with this hot woman I had found, our cocks would be working overtime tonight.

Linda opened the door and we all went inside, she seemed unconcerned that two extra young men were there with me. Next we were in her bedroom, she was dressed in the sexy outfit I had seen before, suspenders, stocking, nice lacy bra under her top and skirt.

She then turned to me and told me to strip off as I was her regular fuck and it would put the other two lads at ease.

I undressed, I took my shirt off first at which point Linda came over to me and proceeded to play with both my nipples and began explaining to Alan and Chris how it made me so aroused, that I would be very, very hard when I took my jeans and pants off and probably dripping too. The two lads just smiled.

I was almost instantly erect as my nipples were lightly stroked, I could feel the front of my jeans straining. Then Linda went behind me and reaching around me again stroked my tits, at which point both Alan and Chris joined in the proceedings

“Come on Paul, show us your cock, get it out, let’s see it.”

“Yeah, drop the jeans, show us what you fuck Linda with, she says you’ll be dripping, so show us.”

“Paul, you better do as they say.” Linda whispered in my ear.

I must have agreed as next thing my zip was down and my pants bulged alarmingly at the front.

I kept hearing my name, both from Linda and the two lads now standing close in front of me.

“Paul, strip off. Paul, get your cock out. Paul, show us your bollocks. Paul, show us your bell end. Paul, show us your pre cum.”

I pulled my jeans off, then yanked my pants down letting my penis spring upright as the elastic released it.

Cheers and clapping followed.

“Paul, don’t be shy, wank it for us.” Alan instructed me.

I could still feel Linda working my nipples from behind as I took hold of my penis ready to masturbate for my audience. The two seemed keen for me to perform, yes, they would have seen me naked in the showers, as I had seen both of them, but none of us would have been anywhere near hard then, never mind masturbating in front of each other.

I looked down, I was completely naked now, fingers still worked my nipples, my stiff penis still had its foreskin in place as I griped my shaft and pulled it slowly back to reveal my glans.

“Oooohhh, look at Paul, just look at that pre cum. Love your knob Paul.” That was Chris.

I looked down, clear fluid ran from my cock, a single strand had reached the floor and a pool had formed already, more kept appearing at my cock hole, I had no way to stop it. I felt embarrassed in some odd way, like I was a freak.

“Look at Paul’s cock dripping, that’s some pre cum. Paul, you spunk as much too? You need to show us Paul.” Alan.

Linda intervened.

“Paul’s a great lover guys, he can really fuck, he fucks me so deep. Now you two, get your cocks out for me, let’s have a look at you.”

I felt relived, it was their turn to undress, I just stood there, my cock pointing upwards with a glistening trail of clear fluid still streaming from my hole, Linda had moved away to watch Alan and Chris.

Alan went first, he pulled his tee shirt over his head, then unfastened his belt, button and pulled his jeans down, no big bulge showed like mine had, was he small or not yet aroused or just nervous? Down to just his pants now, no sign of an erection, just a typical male pouch between his legs.

Chris began to strip too, soon he was just in his pants, and like Alan no obvious erection. Both had decent bodies, neither were over toned, just regular guys, similar to myself. Chris had some dark chest hair, not a great deal but he looked good like that, more physically mature I thought.

I wanted to see what was in their pants, I was on display, penis, balls, my dripping bell end, only reasonable.

Then Linda went behind Alan, ran her hands down over his chest and started to stroke his belly, just lightly as she had with my tits. Alan sighed and groaned, Linda kept up her touches, light fingernail trails over and over his belly, in his navel.

Then I noticed it. His pants stirred. A small but noticeable surge that subsided a little but not entirely, then another, and another until the unmistakable bulge of a penis erecting was there. The shape of his glans appeared, becoming ever more distinct and larger, swelling rapidly as the shaft below lengthened and pushed the bulbous head further down and around his now tenting pants.

I could hear Linda talking to Alan, saying how big he was, how long he looked, how thick his cock was becoming.

I checked my own penis, still rock hard, still leaking down to the floor. Still my just over seven inches of average girthed cock with its shiny bell end.

“Alan, time to drop your pants and show us.”

Alan thumbed his pants down, letting them fall once past his hips.

I could hear myself saying “fucking hell, look at that” as Alan’s penis appeared, still swelling, lengthening and rising up. I tried to recall how he had looked when naked in the showers, just average I thought, nothing special, tidy cock, bell end visible under his foreskin like most lads, about four or five or so inches soft, nice pair of hairy balls underneath, hanging slightly.

But now. As he finally reached full erection his foreskin retracting and exposing without help a massive bell end, larger than his shaft, and fuck, that was thick. He must be at least ten inches I thought, where has that come from or was it there all the time? His bollocks? Two (of course) perfectly even hanging testes the size of eggs hung fairly low in his scrotum which was lightly haired and still a soft pink colour.

Linda’s hand was now motionless on his belly but began sliding down towards Alan’s groin, I assumed she would take a hold of his penis first but her hand continued down until she held his testicles, at which point Alan too began to pour pre cum onto the floor, his joining mine.

“Paul, come here,” Linda instructed me. I obeyed.

“Hold these, please.” Linda moved Alan’s balls slightly in my direction, I tentatively reached out my right hand and Linda let his two large testicles rest in my palm whilst she took hold of his shaft and began to wank him. I could feel her hand as it went up and down, her fingers too short to anywhere near wrap fully around his shaft. The two balls in my hand were heavy, I tried to feel them but even my hand couldn’t get both together easily, so I did one at a time, feeling their shape and size, like my own but way larger and heavier.

Linda’s hand was moving faster on Alan’s cock now, his huge cock head, wet, shiny, probably twice the size of mine, even his slit was longer, fuck knows how much spunk her shoots.

It was only when I heard a sound that I realised Chis was now also naked and behind Linda. Not just behind her, but fucking her slowly. Somehow she had lost her clothes and was stripped complete naked too.

I let Alan’s balls go and stood back, I could see Linda wanking Alan, his penis looked even larger from the side, his length and girth, those massive swollen glans leaking away. I moved further round, I needed to see Chris, was he like Alan and what did his cock look like up Linda?

Fuck! Chris was the same size as Alan, two monster cocks and balls and my more modest member. Chris seemed to only penetrate Linda with half his length. Fucking hell, he was fucking her arsehole, not her cunt as I had assumed. How can Linda take that sort of cock up her anus? She was tight for me but she seemed to be loving it.

Suddenly I stopped watching that massive penis tearing Linda’s arsehole open as Alan started to cry out as Linda bought him to his orgasm. Turning just in time to see the first massive rope of semen leave his glans and land maybe six feet away, more spurts rapidly followed, each as long and heavy as the last, the floor began to be covered in a thick white mass of sperm. I must have counted fourteen spurts with some of the largest midway through the ejaculation I was witnessing. Alan was writhing as Linda wanked him fast and steady, his knees crumpling as his final contractions forced just cum thick drips from his already drooping cock. I could see his balls lowered again as he finished his orgasm.

Chris still fucked Linda’s arsehole, his huge shaft stretching her pucker to almost breaking point, her pussy dripped down the insides of her thighs as hands firmly griped her hips.

Somehow through all this I kept steadily masturbating, my pre cum drooled down, drop after drop appearing at my cock hole and adding to the trail reaching the pool on the floor. Then Chris began to make noises, I’m cumming noises, the sort I made too as I passed that point when I would have to ejaculate.

I assumed Chris would shoot his load into Linda’s anus, but he suddenly pulled out and turned towards me, his face contorting in almost agony.

The first shot of semen hit my belly about two inches above my navel, I could actually feel the force of it as splashed my skin. Of course more pulses followed, each with the same force, splattering my belly and pubes as Chris wanked himself off, his hand gripping his massive cock and aiming his bell end at me. Still he ejaculated, if anything by about the tenth spurt there was even more cum landing on my body, my genitals now receiving wads of his sperm, my cock and wanking hand were coated, it ran around and over my balls and stuck in my pubic hair.

Eventually Chis ceased his orgasm, his knees too folded and his penis shrank. I somehow just kept wanking, semen flicking off my hand and glans each stroke I made.

It was Linda who intervened.

“Paul, you know what you have to do now, don’t you?”

“No, tell me.”

“Paul, you have to clean yourself up.”

Then Alan and Chris joined in.

“Yes, Paul, you must clean yourself up.”

I looked at Linda then the two young men.

“How?” I asked, now very confused.

“Paul, you have to scoop up all the sperm from your body and swallow it.”

“Yes Paul, swallow the sperm.” Added Alan and Chris together.

I looked down at myself, my belly was coated in white globs, so were my pubes, my still moving hand and penis and all around my scrotum and its hairs.

“Paul, do it now!” Linda commanded.

“OK, OK.” I managed, conscious of the huge quantity of semen covering me, to scoop up, take into my mouth and then actually swallow.

I began, starting at my belly, my fingers sliding across my skin scooping up the streaks of white, then opening my mouth and putting my fingers between my lips and sucking the sperm from them. I knew the taste and feel of it from my own ejaculations, it was no different and I had decided that I liked how mine felt and tasted so taking Chris’s load should be no problem.

I went back to my belly, slid my fingers into the runs now forming as the cum began to thin, gathering up semen and licking it off my fingers. Linda and the two men watched intently as I cleaned myself up, nodding approval of my obedience and willingness to swallow such an amount.

I even managed to extract some sticky amounts from my pubic hair and consumed that.

Then Linda spoke again.

“Paul, we all want to watch you ejaculate for us now. Please masturbate to orgasm, your sperm may shoot over my breasts, then clean me up.”

Alan and Chris both beamed, nodding.

My wanking hand had never actually stopped moving on my penis, pre cum still dripped down, my glans and foreskin glistened. It felt incredible, I was so sensitive now after what seemed hours of wanking but must have been much less. My balls did feel full, my prostate needed release. I had no idea how much I would produce, but nothing like the two guys here I guessed, they were just amazing.

“Come on Paul,” Alan instructed “masturbate for us, we all want to see you ejaculate so you can taste your own sperm too.”

I wanked, faster now, wanking to cum. Linda had approached me, she held out her breasts for me to aim at, her nipples engorged and dark red now. I wanked steadily, all eyes were on me and my cock, checking out the state of my balls, looking for the final rising as my bollocks tucked in tight to my body leaving my ball sac an empty wrinkled mass under my shaft.

I felt it. The first signs, contractions, extra sensitivity in my bell end. I gasped, mouth open as my first really hard contraction sent a massive rope of semen shooting out and landing over Linda’s tits, its contents splattering at impact and coating her flesh. More contraction followed as the muscles under my balls pulsed rapidly pumping out my load, spurt after spurt coating her breasts, nipples and cleavage. My orgasm was intense, my bell end exquisitely sensitive as my hand pushed then pulled my foreskin across its delicate surface, I almost had to stop wanking I was so sensitive but managed to keep going, enjoying the sight of my penis.

Eventually my ejaculation ceased, small spurts that had failed to reach Linda left a trail on the floor, my cock hole dripped the remaining sperm, much like my pre cum had a few minutes earlier.

“Well Paul, that was impressive,” Linda said, her belly now becoming streaked with the trails of my semen as it headed towards her pubes and pussy. “Not seen so much spunk fly as I have just have, what do you think of Paul’s ejaculation lads?”

Alan and Chris both though my load was impressive, but so were theirs, maybe even more so than mine. And I had virtually swallowed both Alan’s and Chris’s full loads after scooping it all up. But their fucking cocks!

“Lads, do you think it’s time Paul cleaned me up, after all it’s his cum running into my cunt?”

“Yeah Paul, lick your own spunk up.” Chis said.

“Get your face in her cunt and lick her clean Paul.” Alan added.

I had no choice. I was being made to go between a woman’s legs and clean her twat out of my own sperm whilst others watched me.

Linda lay down and I went into her pussy, my face buried in her vulva, trickles of my thinning sperm replenishing everything I lapped up. As I did it I felt my testicles taken hold of, felt, rolled and pulled lightly on, it felt good and my cock began to fill again. Then a finger, or at least I assume it was a finger, touched my anus. I sort of jerked, it had of course to be one of the lads doing that. I was very happy when Linda did it to me but another male?

I could hear a buzzing noise.

The alarm. I awoke. My head spinning with the dream I had just had, maybe unfinished. Wow, I thought, that was crazy. I then realised I was hard, quite common for me in the mornings of course. I felt my cock, not wet nor the bed so no orgasm despite my dreaming of having one. Having those two old school mates there with their massive, almost unreal, cocks and testicles must have triggered my subconscious about penises, their size, my size. Their ejaculations. My ejaculation. I needed to think about this.

No time now, I must get up for college.

 

[tomtucks88]

great story