Idle College Afternoons Part 4 - 1 I've finally done it!

[Richard Cock]

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Phil confirmed he had done and that his ejaculation in the erratic hands of Karen had still splattered all over it.

“So, yeah next time I had the place to myself we went back early and I fucked her, great tits, even had my cock between them at one stage, she says when she’s having her period she’ll tit wank me off. “

“Oh,” I said, “that sounds great, must suggest it to Denise.”

“Yeah, Den’s got nice tits too.”

“Has Karen sucked you yet?” I wanted to know next.

“Yes, but not off, finished me with her hand or we had sex. I’m not sure she’s had cum in her mouth yet, not asked.”

“Denise always swallows, she told me she’d done it with previous boyfriends and was just sort of used to it.”

“I’ll see if she will, might just get her sucking and cum without telling her, see what happens.”

“She might not trust you next time and stop sucking you though.” I suggested.

“I might stop licking her clit off too.” Phil said laughing, I laughed too.

There was a few moments of silence.

“So, you’re getting your cock up Den’s bum then? How you manage that?”

At that question I was both elated that I’d done that but also slightly embarrassed for some odd reason. Maybe it was because it was, well, bums and all the associations with them. But then I decided it was just men’s chat after all.

So I went on to tell Phillip, in general terms, after all we do all know each other pretty well now. I sort of challenged him to try it with Karen, see if she’ll let him touch her arsehole.

“I’ve touched it a bit, like you do when having sex, she must have touched mine to, maybe I’ll say how nice it feel if she gets her fingers around there again. Ask her to do it again then, you know, reciprocate.”

“I liked it when you touched mine, that time I told you I’d shaved it to encourage Denise to play with it.” I said, not sure what response I might get.

“You can touch mine if you want to,” Phillip came back quickly, “next wank session, OK?”

That actually surprised me, I wasn’t expecting that, at least not yet. My brain whirled fast and without consulting me I found myself saying:

“Yeah, what about my douche kit, you could use that too?”

“So we can get fingers inside, yeah, fine with trying that.”

“Yeah, fingers.” I repeated.

“Paul?”

“What?”

“Just fingers?”

“Yes, you know, to see how you like it. I mean, I’m OK with it now, with that woman and now Denise.”

“You after more than fingers?” Phil asked, looking at me with full eye contact.

“Not sure…..maybe…..I don’t know.”

“If I fingered your arsehole and then tried to get my cock in it would you try and prevent me?”

“I. I don’t know,” I said softly, now looking down at the table, checking out the wet rings on it. “I’d probably be so horny by then and, it’d be you, so probably not.”

Phillip just looked at me, I lifted my eyes and we both stared at each other.

“What you recon to bunking off class this afternoon, going back to yours, collect the douche thing and then back home with me?”

I just nodded. My cock surged between my legs.

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I’d left Phil in his en-suite with my douche bulb having shown him how to use it in case he wanted feeling up too. I’d go back in when he’d finished. I’d also grabbed my bottle of lube from home. Just in case.

I was a little nervous, to be honest. Nothing to do with any potential pain, I could cope with that, but the physical act of another man putting his cock into my arse, almost certainly cumming in me and leaving his sperm inside me. OK, it was Phillip, we’d already sucked each other off and swallowed so someway to having what the newspapers and TV termed homosexual sex anyway.

But I reckoned that it was just sex and I really liked sex, I liked anal sex with girls, they seemed to like it too so why shouldn’t I experience that too? I had no idea whether Phillip would want me to fuck him in the bum, I would of course if he did. I’d loved cumming in his mouth and I loved him filling my mouth with his sperm too.

Phillip came out of his bathroom, he was now naked, his cock sticking straight up. I looked at him, smiled and asked if it was OK, the douching. He thought it was alright and gestured to the door. I was till dressed, I think my nerves had taken over a little. Inside I undressed, filled the bulb with cold water, I preferred cold as could feel it inside better, then having applied some shower gel as lube, inserted it into my hole as usual.

A few minutes later the two of us, both now naked and with stiff cocks stood close together, then hands reached out, touching bodies. Hips, nipples, bellies, chests, bum cheeks all touched, stroked. I took a small step forward, I felt my cock head touch Phillip, it jerked upwards, a small shiny area on his belly marked where I had made contact with him.

“Paul,” Phil said softly, “I want to do it too.” With that simple statement I felt my cock taken hold of and rubbed, maybe only half a dozen strokes, after which my testicles were cupped then encircled by his thumb and forefinger and finally pulled on. My foreskin was stretched back quite firmly as my scrotum pulled down on my penis, a pleasant ache in both my bollocks developed nicely and spread to my lower belly.

With the space in front of our lower bodies taken up by our cocks and Phil’s hands I raised my hands and began very a slow delicate encircling action of both Phillip’s nipples.

Both of us began to moan and sigh as our young bodies sent waves of pleasure through us.

A couple of minutes later I was on my knees, a dripping bell end sliding back and forth in my mouth and throat, delicate hands around my ears and chin guiding my head onto Phillip’s cock, the same cock that I hoped now would shortly be balls deep in my anus.

“That’s nice, suck me Paul, take my cock, go on, a bit more,” I heard Phillip saying when my head was drawn gently onto him, his shaft slipping through my lips as more of his cock entered my throat and pressed there.

“Yes, Paul, take it, take it now before it goes up your arsehole, I always thought you’d want me to fuck your arse, you have a lovely hole. Ohhhh, that’s good, suck my bell end.”

I liked the way Phil held my head, different from just being pulled on from the back, his fingers under my chin and reaching along my jawline towards my ears now, my mouth open to accommodate his erection. I would sometimes slacken my lips, like at the dentist, a little welcome relief for the jaw, then his penile skin – that towards the base of his shaft - would form a brief roll at my lips as my head touched his belly.

We both knew we didn’t want to ejaculate just yet, this was just foreplay, probably my reward for what would soon occur.

I gagged. Not much, but enough for Phillip to pull out slightly, his glans briefly resting on my tongue. I curled it up to lick at his frenulum, he moaned as I flicked him there and pushed the tip into the folds of skin.

“Sorry, got a bit carried away, you OK now?” He said looking down at me, I tried to look up at him. I managed to make a noise, not easy to talk with a guy’s penis between your lips, Phil understood though and gently guided my head into his groin again, his pubic hair tickling my nose. I could feel his glans slide along my tongue then touch the rear of my mouth, there he must have sensed more resistance, the need for both his cock and my throat to yield to the natural curvature there so I felt his fingers firm on my jaw as he drew me onto him.

By way of self-stimulation, I didn’t want to masturbate, I used both hands on my nipples, just touching the tips, circling around and flicking softly over the flat part of the teat. I had considered playing with my own nipples even more personal, private, intimate form of self-pleasure than wanking which all men do, but I now decided Phil could watch me if he looked away from my mouth and his cock, I just didn’t care.

Phillip made more sounds of pleasure as I continued to suck and take his penis in my mouth and throat, occasionally I could taste his pre cum when he pulled back onto my tongue allowing me some respite and to take some deep breaths.

Then he withdrew, I felt his glans pull out through my lips, the larger diameter of the rim of his knob dragging through them. I knew the time had come. I felt I, we, were about to cross a new barrier, to couple more physically than we had just done, much more intimately that with oral sex. We would both be leaving our semen in each other’s bodies, just as we had by sucking each other off, but this felt different.

I’d spent some time thinking about my relationship with Phil, I liked him, he was fun and good company, he was a good looking guy too, I know what a good looking girl looks like, as I do an average one or a grim specimen, the same basics apply to men too.

Phillip likes girls with large tits, for example, I prefer more modest ones. I like smaller, narrower hips on girls too, maybe a bit boy like but that’s my preference – I do equate smaller hips on a girl with being to get more of my cock inside, maybe that sounds odd, but I recon my cock would appear proportionally larger inside a smaller girl. I also think it relates to the slender hips of young men too which maybe explains why I’m here right now.

But back to Phillip. A guy with small boy-like hips, by the way. Here we are, naked and both with really hard erections, about to fuck each other for the first time and I mean fuck, cocks in bums and ejaculating in each other. I am a bit nervous? Yes I’ve been in two girls arseholes now, Phil’s should be no difference, but he has a cock and bollocks hanging between his legs, not a pussy. He will experience a very similar feel inside my anus and orgasm to myself inside him, but that’s alright. I’m not sure if I could ever, well, you know, kiss him, but I do like the sex side of being with other males, sharing our physical pleasures, the way our cocks perform, the visuals of ejaculation, the tastes and feel of what we both spurt.

“I think you should go first,” he said to me, “you’ve been up a bum hole before so show me how to do it so that it’s nice for you.”

That Philip had decided I should fuck him first so he can learn from my experience, that made me feel the knowledgeable one here, something I rather liked for once.

“So, what’s the best position? Me bending over, you behind?” he said with a glance down at my cock, maybe he was trying to imagine how it would feel inside him.

 

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“Yeah, easiest for getting in initially anyway, but I’ve not tried many positions, I do like having the girl on top of me, you know, sort of riding me, that way I can watch her lower herself onto me, just about watch it slide in her bum hole but I can also see her play with her pussy too and watch her tits bounce. I can see her face too, love to see her expression when she cums.”

“Right, we can start with me bent over, then maybe I can sit on you too.”

“OK, over the end of your bed should be easiest.”

Phillip moved to the end of his bed, lent forward onto his duvet, his balls dangling between his thighs.

“Open your legs….. a bit more, so I can get in between them. That’s it.”

I now took up my position behind him and with hands on each cheek parted his buttocks to expose his anus fully.

“Oh.” I said.

“What?”

“You’ve shaved your bum. It looks good, like a girls.”

We both laughed, “Yeah,” Phil said, “did it just now, thought you’d appreciate that.”

“Yeah, looks great and improves the view anyway,” I said as I reached out to stoke his hole, running my finger tip around the browner skin and then into the ridges of his pucker at the centre of which was his, at least right now, small opening formed I presumed, by my pulling his buttocks wide apart. Anyway I gave him a playful poke at the very centre of that hole.

“Ooohh, that’s nice.” He said and with that Phillip shook his bum as if to get me to do more.

I then took the opportunity to cup and then feel each of his still hair covered balls, then ran my hand along his firm shaft, I had to reach well between his legs now to be able to touch his cock head which I found wet and sticky. I would have licked it had it been closer, instead I just licked my finger.

Next I reached for the bottle of lube, applied some to my fingers and told Phil it would feel cold at first.

“Mmmmm,” he moaned, “now I know I’m about to get a cock in my arse.”

“I’ll just use my fingers first, open you up and start to get inside. Just say if it hurts or is too much, OK?” I applied lube direct to his bum hole. He sort of groaned.

“Yeah, but you know what you’re doing.” Phillip responded as I again stroked around his hole a couple of times before touching his actual opening and pressing there lightly. I’d no idea whether he’d be tight or relatively easy, so I just pushed and watched. My finger tip vanished accompanied by more groans from my friend. Pretty easy I concluded, just hope I’m the same, I didn’t want to be so nervous I clamped up tight.

Now more confident I pushed more, I was soon into my second finger joint, then with one more slight thrust, in as far as I could be with one finger.

“Aaaaarrrr, that’s good.”

I wriggled my finger a bit inside then made small in and out motions.

“How’s that? One finger in, OK?”

“Yeah, great, feels good, nicer than I thought it would.”

I began to move my finger in and out, slowly at first, then speeding up. He needed more lube so after a top-up I carried on fingering him, groans and moans from up front encouraged me.

“Two fingers next, maybe some feeling about inside, again say if it’s uncomfortable.

I sensed a nod.

I made a mock gun shape with my fingers and with more lube on them entered him with the longest first and swiftly followed by my index finger. Both now slid in easily, Phil was getting used to me and relaxing more.

I looked down at him, his straight back turning into broad shoulders, his narrow waist and smooth boy bum, his fair hair, I couldn’t see any of his face, it seemed almost buried in his duvet.

With my two fingers fully inserted I began to move them about, I could clearly feel I was completely though his anal sphincter as there was no grip on them apart from inner part of my fingers. I tried to locate his prostate, pressing down where I had located mine own through feeling for it, I could just about sense something, but a louder moan from Phil suggested I had him there. I probed him again, he finally spoke.

“Fuck, Paul, that’s good, do that some more…….yeah, oooohhh, so nice….mmmm”

“Mine’s like that too, wait till my cocks doing that.”

Phillip let out a long ‘fuck’ as I massaged him some more.

“It feels like I need a piss though.”

“Yeah, it does that.”



I bent down and glanced between his spread thighs, as expected a trail of glistening pre-ejaculatory fluid led from his cock hole to the floor, unlike Denise, I wasn’t going to bother about the furnishings.

I slowly withdrew my two fingers and again acquired the bottle of lubrication, this time I generously coated my penis with it, from the tip to where the shaft flared out around the top of my bollocks – I was going right inside Phillip.

“Ready?” I asked.

“Your cock going in?”

“Yeah, just say, you know.”

Phil nodded again.

Moving forward I aligned myself so my penis would enter him straight, at least initially, then moved even closer so my hips were arched back and able to thrust forward easily. I had a good grip on my cock, I knew it might require some pressure on his hole to enter him at first. My glans touched Phillip’s anus, I had so longed to see this I realised, to make that most intimate of contact for two men to achieve, like making love to a woman I thought, but for men this is making love too.

Fuck! What am I doing?

My cock knew, so did my hips as both pressed forward, probing, probing, firmer and firmer, my erection unyielding, my bell end as shiny as ever as the film of lube glistened in the light. It looked large compared with the hole it was thrusting against, the brown skin stretching as I pushed at the heart of the pucker.

“You OK?” I asked.

“Yeah, keep going now, I want you in me.”

I playfully slapped his bum and pressed, my bell end began to disappear, entering into Phillip. I pressed forward, my rim had gone inside, now just the upper part of my shaft to enter.

Quite a loud cry came from the bed.

“OK? Too much?” I asked somewhat concerned.

“It’s OK, just take it steady and let me get used to it. Fuck, you feel big.” Phil said, taking a few deep breaths, presumably to recover from the sharp pain he’d just felt.

“How’s that now?” I asked, his breathing sounding now almost back to normal.

“It’s OK, this may sound odd, but it now actually feels good having part of a cock stuck up my arse, even though it’s not moving yet.”

I slapped his bum again.

“Another minute?”

“Yeah, I could get used to this.”

I stayed still, fingers of both hands were on his bottom and I began to stroke him, just lightly across his cheeks. After about a minute he gave me the nod to continue.

I dribbled some more lube on the four or so inches of my shaft still visible and pressed slowly inwards, my glans felt like my foreskin was being tightly pulled back, Phil’s anal entrance still provided a fair amount of resistance to my penis, I quite liked that as it fully exposed my cock head so it felt really good sliding inside his anus. When I’m in a girl her loser vagina often allows my foreskin to partially cover my glans and I lose some of the pleasure in it. However, I does help me last longer.

The next moment I was in. Right inside, yes, balls deep, my hips had thrust forward and I’d literally just slid right in.

Just like with Denise, I could now feel the gentle pressure on my testicles, Phillip’s own balls hanging just a short distance away now. I hoped both pairs would slap together as I began to move inside him.

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I looked down, our bodies together, joined internally. I had actually fucked Phil in the arse. Alright, I still needed to get thrusting and then spunk off inside him, but, technically, I’d fucked a man. I took a deep breath.

“Ready?”

“Yeah.”

I began to move, same as I’d done with the girls. Long, slow stokes to begin with, keeping my knob fully inside him initially to get myself used to the sensation and the relative tightness compared to a cunt. I could pull out and re-enter once we’d really got going and he was used to me and I was used to an anus. With both our legs now open I began to feel the swing of my balls, my grip on the young man’s bum and hips had strengthened considerably now, holding onto him firmly, pulling him back onto my forward thrusting hips so my hard cock shot rapidly into him and my swinging bollocks began to contact his own dangling pair.

Both of us were now breathing more heavily, sounds confirmed we were enjoying the sensations of male to male coupling, of a penis in a tight smooth hole, the entire surface of its glans, foreskin and shaft providing exquisite levels of sexual arousal and my eventual orgasm.

I continued to fuck Phillip, I was in a rhythm now, in out, in out, the slap of my balls on his each inward thrust. To be honest, the physical sensation was similar to the girls, my cock in a hole, tighter than a vagina of course, even Denise’s, but almost the same level of stimulation until I’d passed through his actual anus itself and into the void of his colon. What was different of course, was this was another man. That took it to a whole new level of mental excitement, the taboo of it.

I soon felt I was getting close, I had to slow down, to breathe, to think of other things. I looked at the ceiling and slowed down.

 

[Richard Cock]

Idle College Afternoons Part 4 - 18 I've finally done it!​

Our testicles had ceased colliding, that was such a great feeling to, the rhythmic slap of my bollocks on his, both of us would have been enjoying how each ball felt as they came together. But now it was one less area of stimulation I thought, I was now just making long slow strokes into Phil, his ring where I entered him surrounded by lubricant, a trail leading down to his ball sac.

“That’s good,” I heard come from the bed “feels really nice.”

I felt like I had successfully postponed my orgasm and could once again speed up. But decided to add more lube to my knob and shaft first, something I managed without missing a stroke.

Now replenished I began to fuck again. Properly fuck, rapidly reaching a really fast full depth penetration, testicles on testicles again providing the slightest of aches in both of mine. I adjusted my position slightly to add some angle to how I entered Phillip, that gave more resistance to my cock head inside his anus and I assumed he would feel that too.

Again, the whole sexual experience I was now having was taking me to orgasm, however, I felt more in control this time, better able to pace myself.

Then, and we’ve all been there…

I’d suddenly reached the point I couldn’t any longer stop my orgasm, my cock head’s sensitivity became intense as it swelled to its maximum and the throbbing inside and under my balls ccommenced.

“I’m gonna cum, I cumming, aaahhh, fuuuuuck, fuuuuck, ooohh.”

I shot my load. In Phillip’s arsehole. Ten or so insanely intense seconds of throbs, spurting fluids and sensitivity as I filled his rectum with my semen.

I tried to keep going, I managed about a couple of dozen more strokes, it being easier with my spunk also acting as lube inside, before my softening penis folded as I attempting to penetrate Phillip one more time.

I sort of collapsed over him, my body on his back, penis hanging between his bum cheeks. We were both breathing quite fast with the energy just expended together. No words for now.

I felt contented, odd somehow, but contented as I lay over Phil, the warmth of his body, knowing my sperm were inside his body and not just being digested this time.

A few minutes later we were again standing, both now flaccid.

“So, how was that?” I finally managed to ask.

“Incredible, the stretching, you know, in my arse, suppose it hurt a bit, but not bad, not enough to say anything or stop you after you’d finally got right inside. Loved your balls slapping mine, that felt really good and the bit where you, well, sort of changed the angle, liked that too, is that what made you cum so suddenly?”

“Reckon so, was alright then it must have been the extra resistance, really felt that on my cock head and just behind it, I think that made me cum. Sorry about that, still we could get you on top of me another time. You ever close?”

“A bit, would have cum if I’d wanked, loved that on my prostrate….”

“Prostate, no r,”

“Yeah there, fingering felt good. Now you, but let’s grab some tea or whatever first. Yeah?”

“Good idea.”

“We better put our jeans and a shirt on, just in case anyone turns up unexpectedly.”

Over tea I asked Phil if he could feel me cumming inside him.

“Not sure, you were moving fast, it definitely felt more slippery, like with extra lube, I assume that was your cum doing that.”

“Oh, OK. I did try and pull back a bit once I’d started to cum, there’s not much to feel deep inside so I wanted to get my end in your anus, it felt tighter there and really good on my knob.”

I glanced down at Phil’s jeans, he hadn’t bothered to zip up and the front had remained open, his pubes mostly on show, but now his cock was about to pop out. He had an growing erection and I could see the almost bent arc of flesh trying to force its way out.

He noticed me looking, put his mug down and flicked himself so his cock sprung out, another flick and his bell end was exposed.

“You ready for this?” he said looking straight at me.

I felt my own penis surge against my fully fastened zip. I was.

“Yeah, we going up?”

I put my mug down next to his and we headed back up the stairs.

Phillip closed his bedroom door and within seconds we had both stripped off. He was one hundred percent hard now, my own penis was getting there too, some redness around my foreskin now visible due to the earlier action.

“So, how do you want me to do it?” Phillip asked as he began to stroke my left buttock with his right hand, “same as you did to me or what?”

“Don’t mind. I’d like to see you though, you know, doing it to me.”

“Oh, I don’t mind either, you want to ride me?”

“What if I lay on my back and pulled my legs up?”

“And I go between your legs? Yeah, let’s see if that works.”

I climbed onto Phil’s bed, positioned myself at the end of the bed and lay back, then I decided I needed a pillow for my head which Phil passed me.

I raised my feet up and pulled my legs back, opening them at the same time, my hands reaching to grip them behind my upper thighs.

“Is that OK?” I asked.

Phillip looked, I could see him working out if I was correctly positioned for him.

“You need to come forward a bit more, so you arse is right at the edge of the bed, let me…”

He grabbed me by the hips and dragged me forward about six inches.

“Yeah, should be OK, now open a bit wider, yep, I can see your hole now.

Not only that but he had my now stiff cock and my bollocks to play with too, and hopefully, I thought, he might even try and wank me off as he fucks me – or I could have a go if he holds my legs back.

Phillip moved in between my legs, his cock in his hand, I strained my thighs back to my chest to expose myself to him as much as possible, I wanted him to see my anus and that I was giving myself to him He looked at me then began to stroke his cock head between my legs, from my anus to my own penis, over my scrotum and testes, round and around he went, teasing me. Then he began to slap his length on me there, he hit me on the side of my anus, then my perineum several times then on the base of my cock and around my…..

“Fuck! Ooohh, my bollocks!” My hands left my thighs and instinctively I cupped my balls.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to hurt you, I must had slapped it harder that I thought ……”

“It’s OK, it, it just sort of surprised me, you know, a hit in the balls. Doesn’t actually hurt much, just wasn’t expecting it. It was just my left one anyway.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m fine now, feels alright. Just a bit of ball ache.”

“You like that though.”

“Yeah, I do a bit.”

“Want another cock slap then?”

“Well, OK then, yeah.”

With that I again grabbed my thighs and opened wide for Phillip. He held his cock and began to slowly slap his cock head onto each of my balls in turn, each one being spaced from the other by the base of my penis which bulged out between where my balls would normally be hanging.

I gasped slightly at each strike, probably more so when he hit my left ball as I always found that one more sensitive than the right one, especially after he had already got it.

Phillip watched me intently as he carried on slapping my testes, I assumed he waited for me to say enough.

“OK, that was good. Thanks.”

“That nice?”

“Yeah, can still feel it, as I said, not too painful, a good ache in each one, but it just sort of excites me but also makes me feel, well, used.”

“Used?”

“You know, someone doing stuff to me, stuff that I can feel. Probably a bit too difficult to explain properly. We can talk about it later, but now I want you cock.”

”OK. So, you’re hole’s wanting to be used?

I laughed and really pulled my legs back and wide, again fully exposing myself.

Phillip located the lube bottle, applied plenty to his full length and then squirted another dollop onto his fingers.

“Ooooohh, God, that’s good,” I said as the cool lube touched my bum hole, “yeah, ooohh…..” as he lubricated me internally. I felt his finger move in and out, then he kept twisting his finger around before pushing right inside and curing his tip around the inside of my anus. I tried tensing my hole whilst he lubed me, he would look up at me and grin each time I did that then just push harder.

“Ready?”

“Yeah.”

Bell end touched anus, young man groans as he awaits his fuck in the arse.

Phillip held his penis in his right hand, his left took hold of my right leg close to where my own hand was, then he began to prod, each time looking up at me to gauge my reaction.

“That’s good,” I told him, “go on, a bit more…..mmmmm.”

I could feel some force now, it did hurt a bit as he pressed his knob into my anus, maybe I wasn’t yet relaxed enough. I took some deep breaths and pushed out to meet his cock. Phillip kept up a regular probing as if waiting for me to yield and open up, something I desperately wanted to do.

Another push, I flinched as a shot of pain came from my arsehole, that did hurt but it was at a level I could stand – wanted to stand, to endure until …

I cried out, much louder than I had intended, it just came out. Phillip immediately looked up at me, all movement ceased.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to ……Oh fuck, it’s in…”

The sudden stab of pain had subsided, replaced by a sensation of being stretched, I knew what had just occurred. I tried to look too but from my lying position I couldn’t actually see beyond my cock and balls, except for Phil who now seemed very close indeed.

“I think some’s gone in,” I managed “it’s tight, but, er, OK.”

“I’m nearly all in, sorry about that but you sort of just gave and, well, I just shot up you. I’m nearly in to my balls.”

I let my head drop back onto the pillow, my neck had begun to ache trying to see where Phil’s cock had got to in me, my penis had softened too and was lying on my belly. I used my hand from the leg that Phillip was holding to give myself some strokes, to firm myself up gain.

“Let me do that,” he said, “you just relax, I’m going to start moving, OK?”

“OK,” I said, letting go of my cock and using my fingers on my right nipple “I think I’m OK now, you felt really big going in, good though.”

Phil smiled at me and I felt his hips begin to move, initially outwards but then he was soon moving into me again, I wanted him all in, every inch of him, as he had taken my full length.

He soon entered a phase where he could slide his cock in and out of me with ease, it felt good for me too, my anus had grown used to the size of the knob using its length as a gateway to my void inside, to where his spunk would be deposited shortly. I was relaxed, I was having sex with a man, I was enjoying the physical and social experience of it. I liked Phil, I trusted him, I hope he felt the same about me, that this wouldn’t be the end of our friendship, but ideally a parallel one to the girls where the mutual needs of two young men could be satisfied.

“How’s it feel?” Phillip asked as he watched his penis disappear into me.

“It’s great, I recon I could stand this all day.”

Phil laughed, “Hope I can stay hard that long and without cumming.”

“This must be the same view Denise gets when I’m fucking her, cunt or arse.” I said now intently looking at Phillip as he swing his hips back and forth, slowing down then speeding up, just as I would in a girl.

“How’s my arse compared to pussy? Much tighter?”

“Yeah, tighter, I need to push harder even now and we’ve been going a few minutes. Just going to add some more lube, hang on.”

Phil stopped moving and grabbed the bottle, and applied a new cold collop to his shaft then pushed back into me all the way.

“Better?” he asked.

“Yeah, I think it was getting a bit dry, feels nice and smooth again now. I can feel your knob pushing up me and then through inside, that feels really nice, then the bit where you pull back and that seems to pull the inside of my arse out a bit.”

“You want me to keep going?”

“Def, just loving seeing you there fucking me, obviously it feels great too. I like it that we can just chat lick this too, what do you think?”

“I agree, don’t talk much with Karen or most of the other girls when we’ve been fucking, don’t know why, but just seem to, well, fuck.”

“Me and Denise do talk a bit, but not like this.”

Phil was now just sliding back and forth into my bum hole, it felt really nice, the extra lube had definitely helped. I alternated my glances between the action below my waist and Phillip’s face, he would look down and then at me too.

“Will you give my balls a feel?” I asked looking straight at Phillip.

“Sure.”

Phil began to knead my ball sac with one hand, soon he felt each testicle, squeezed it then pulled on it until my scrotum was stretched out, then he turned to the other one, that was my left. It was still pretty sensitive after Phil’s nobbing of it earlier. His fingers began to press into the firm flesh as he took hold of it and increased his grip in readiness to pull on it. I knew I couldn’t or wouldn’t stop him, I’d just have to endure the ball ache for that short time.

“Ooooohhhh,” I moaned.

“Your ball still delicate?” Phil said as he loosened his grip and pull on it.

“A bit, it’s Ok though, don’t mind.”

Phillip released my testicle and took hold of my penis again, I had softened somewhat, not flaccid, but not enough for it to stick up in the air. His fingers, well thumb and forefinger actually, held me just below my glans and he began to move my foreskin slowly back and forth over my now swelling knob, trying to coordinate his hips movement with his fingers.

“How’s that?” he asked.

 

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[Richard Cock]

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“That’s good, ball aches almost gone, I find wanking seems to make it go away.”

My cock had stiffened quite quickly under his hand and I was now being slowly stroked, I didn’t expect to cum again just yet, I wanted the man in me to cum first. I wanted to watch him, see his face as he looked down at me then down at his cock as he fucked me, then at my cock as he jerked me. I wanted to study his face, to see the pleasure grow in his own body as he fucked, as he fucked me.

My finger tip flicked my nipple. I pinched it. Hard. Very hard. I held the grip, I would have really felt it too but for the cock now sliding in and out of my anus, long deep strokes – from almost the glans to the press of his testicles on my bum. That and my cock being rubbed. Maybe nipples and balls are the same, their sensitivity lessoned by being wanked at the same time, so perhaps cocks win in the pleasure stakes.

“You close?” I asked, observing, having seen him wanking off many times by now.

“Not far, I just want to last a bit longer, you?”

“Same, close but not about to shoot.”

We continued like that for another couple of minutes, then I sensed a change in Phillip.

I could hear him breathing deeper now as he moved faster and faster, his face one of concentration as he not only fucked me but somehow he managed to keep his hand moving on my shaft.

I looked up at him once more, his upper chest had begun to flush, if I could see them then his balls were almost certainly tightening too. His breath now came in shorter gasps, I knew what was now about to happen.

I sensed his hand no longer on my cock but now gripping my thigh as he approached orgasm. I could feel every thrust of his bell end in my arse with those seemingly random off line thrusts really pushing into the wall of my anus, stimulating not just my arse but his bell end too I assumed.

“Yeah, yeah, gonna cum, cumming….oooohhh, ooohhh,” Phillip cried out as he ejaculated inside me, his buttocks thrusting wildly at me and like with me, his entry now lubricated by cum as his throbs released his semen, his face a cross between being in pain and extreme pleasure, his eyes half open.

I’d managed to grabbed my own cock just as Phil had let go and carried on wanking really fast, the effect of seeing him orgasm bought me off too, a couple of thin streaks of spunk shot from my hole and landed on my belly, more just dribbled over my fingers until I just let go.

Phillip’s ejaculation petered out, he became still, his cock still up my bottom but shrinking fast and poised to just slip out at any moment.

“That was, well, wow,” he said, “it’s so tight compared to a girl, really grips your cock and all that resistance each time you go in, perfect feel on my bell end. No wonder you like anal, fuck, so do I now.”

“Yeah, it is good and with girls you can spunk without condoms too. You need to get up Karen’s arse.”

“Yeah, definitely.”

“Maybe say you can go in bare so she can feel you shoot your load up her, she might like the idea of that.”

“Good idea.”

“Even if she can’t feel you cum you’ve still had your cock up her bum and hopefully she’ll take it again.”

Phil laughed and as he did I felt his cock slip from my hole. I couldn’t be certain if I’d felt his spunk going into me to be honest, there was so much movement in there plus me wanking off too. I did feel a trickle of something from my bum hole, probably his semen leaking out.

Phillip suddenly moved away, went into his en-suite and came out with a whole toilet roll. He pulled a few sheets off and wiped me around my anus. That surprised me, such an intimate thing for a guy to do for another.

“Just cum and lube. Here, let me get that too.” More sheets were torn off and then he dabbed my belly, collecting the remains of my sperm. He even took hold of my penis, now soft of course, retracted my foreskin and wiped that part of me too. Finally he attended to his own bell end.

I glanced at the bedside table and his clock, nearly four.

“I better be getting back, my sister will be home by about now, that OK?”

“Sure, we better clean up properly, you go first and I’ll sort the bedroom.”

A few minutes later we were heading to my home, Phil had put the lube bottle and douche kit in a carrier bag along with some books of his as a justification for the bag, I would take the books to college in the morning for him.

*

*

That night I lay in bed thinking about what we’d done. I didn’t feel the need to masturbate, which was unusual for me.

However, just thinking about having had a cock up my bum and Phil’s spunk still in there made my own penis twitch. I turned onto my side and reached back between my buttocks. I felt for my hole, it was a bit tender, not painful, just, well, more sensitive to a push. I felt fully closed up now, no signs of the anal dilation I felt after being fucked. I was still incredibly sensitive there and I felt myself starting to become aroused.

Turning onto my back again I threw back my duvet as far as my belly and began to stroke my tits with just my finger tips and nails as I often did now. The duvet soon tented a bit lower down despite now having two layers there.

I carried on for a few minutes enjoying the sensation in my nipples, my erection now solid and I suspected wet even after the day’s activities. I sneaked a look under the duvet, my foreskin still covered my end so I just touched myself there. Sticky. I licked my finger.

Three minutes later I ejaculated into my hand. I left no evidence.

*

*

*

I saw Denise for the following three nights that week. No proper sex was possible but we managed to bring each other off whilst in my car, I’d found a quiet lane with a farmer’s field entrance where we could park. I had no concerns there about my cock being out and Denise, when she wasn’t wearing jeans or trousers would often get her legs on the dashboard on the passenger’s side so I could get to her pussy with my fingers, otherwise it was jeans down and hand in between her legs. Depending on how things just worked out I would be either wanked or sucked off. I preferred being sucked off.

*

Phil had suggested we all go out as a four at the weekend, his parents were away on the Friday night so we could go back there. Then we both had the opportunity of having sex, Phil and Karen in his room whilst Denise and I could stay in the lounge. Sounded great.

On the Thursday evening I was chatting with Denise, she’d been talking with Karen and the subject of oral sex had come up. Although Karen had asked her to say nothing, Denise though she could tell me about their conversation.

“Phil wants her to swallow his cum, she’s sucked him off a few times now but never swallowed. She says the thought makes her queasy, she just about tolerates the taste but finds the feel of it horrid.”

“Tricky one. I really appreciate you, you know, just, well, getting on with it, swallowing with no fuss. Is Phil frustrated with her? He’s not said anything to me about it.”

“Karen thinks he’s OK really, rather get sucked off and not swallowed than not sucked off at all, that sort of philosophy.”

I laughed. It least I sucked him off and swallowed I thought, our secret from the girls. I had no idea how Denise would react if she ever found out about us sucking and fucking each other. I assumed she’d be OK with the idea of us just wanking off to porn together, even wanking each other, just stuff that lads do. Which lead me to the thought, do girls wank each other off? Probably not I reasoned, there being no easy way to do it like with cocks.

“Did Karen say if he makes a…. well…”

“Lot of cum?”

“Yeah.”

“No, she just says she spits it into a tissue most of the time. Although she also says she sees how much he makes when she rubs him off, same as I do with you.”

“Obviously. Does it ever put you off, you know, letting a cock cum in your mouth, swallowing when you see how much a guy makes?”

“It did the first few times seeing all that white stuff, but soon after that I realised it didn’t make much difference how much there was really, so I just did it. I used to know one girl who had this boyfriend who she said made masses of the stuff, he just kept cumming and cumming, it’d be shooting everywhere. The only place she could safely wank him off was outside, that’s all they did then, play with each other.”

“So, what if I made that sort of load, what you’d do?”

“You make a pretty good load already, it’s enough for me, I wouldn’t want much more, be a waste.”

We both laughed. I leaned in and kissed Denise, showing both my affection and appreciation of her.

I was sucked off in the car later. No semen would have been found in the car either, although there was probably some traces of dried pussy wetness on the steering wheel. But only the bits I’d not licked off my fingers of course.

******

 

[Richard Cock]

Idle College Afternoons Part 4 - 20 I've finally done it!​

On the Friday I picked Denise up then headed for Phillip’s place where Karen had already been dropped off. From there we all set out in my car and headed for a local country pub. She’d asked me earlier what I thought she should wear, I suggested her dark blue silk top, one that was quite open at the top and would be great to show off some cleavage, not that her breasts formed much of one, but they were fairly visible especially when she didn’t wear a bra. With that she wore a white skirt with slits at the sides, one I really liked as it was easy to get my hand up when we were in the car.

Earlier at college Phil and myself had been chatting, he suggested we try and get the girls plenty of drinks, see if we could have some fun with them later. I assumed he was hoping to get his cock emptying in Karen’s mouth after what Denise had said. I was happy with that, Denise was always a bit, well, dirtier too after a few drinks, both in vocabulary and actions, I found her talking about me fucking her a real turn-on.

It must have been a little before nine thirty when Phillip suggested we had back, a bit early I thought, but by then the girls were quite giggly when talking together and I’d already heard them saying what they wanted to do with us guys later. Phil must have heard them too as he looked at me and grinned a few times and even grabbed himself between the legs when he thought they weren’t looking at him.

I did notice Phillip stealing peeks down Denise’s silk top, we both knew her tits could be seen at the right angle, a nipple too. Still, I found it flattering that my mate actually wanted to see my girlfriend’s tits even when out with his own girl, who was fairly well endowed up top anyway.

When we arrived back at Phillip’s home he suggested we go into the lounge, there two large sofas positioned at right angles to each other which provided plenty of space for the four of us. A square coffee table sat at the intersection of the two sofas. I sat with Denise whilst the other two went to sort more drinks, by now it was Cokes for me as I’d be taking the two girls home later.

With drinks in front of us each couple began to cosy up, Denise lay with her legs over me, her head on the sofa arm and my left arm around her. Karen and Phil were both sitting and were already kissing, a brief glance over at Phil’s jeans showed he was already hard and my own penis felt somewhat firmer with Denise lying over me.

Denise raised herself slightly in order for us to kiss too, her arm going around my shoulders, her top opening in just the right place allowing me to see her breasts within, even her left nipple was visible.

We kissed, my cock noticeably hardened and Denise would have felt it under her, my hand had also located her left tit and stroked it through the silk, its bare form moving within her top.

We must have snogged for several minutes, each of us wrapped up in our embrace, before coming up for air. My eyes had been closed whilst kissing Denise but now I looked across at Phil and Karen. Karen’s hand was between Phillip’s legs, stroking the arch that formed there. Phil had one hand between Karen’s legs too. I looked up, Phil grinned then put his hand over Karen’s hand and moved it off his bulge. Next I watched as he pulled his zip down then pushed his hand in and after a brief struggle, managed to extract his cock, his hard cock, which he then bent to touch Karen’s hand.

Surprised, Karen opened her eyes and after looking at the penis sticking up and then at Phillip, seemed to shrug and took what was offered to her.

Phillip grinned at me and seemed to mouth something but I didn’t understand him. Meanwhile, Karen’s hand was now wrapped around his cock and his foreskin had been retracted exposing the sheen of his knob. I watched as Phillip said something to Karen and her hand began to slowly move on his penis. Again Phillip mouthed something to me, then nodded his head in my direction.

I finally understood. He wanted me to get my cock out too.

By now I managed to unfasten Denise’s top completely and open it out exposing her breasts. Looking at Phil I it was obvious he could see my girlfriend’s tits by his grin. He then again nodded to his own cock and then to me, I tied shrugging to indicate how difficult it was for me to get mine out.

I pinched Denise’s right nipple, pulled on it too. Her eyes suddenly opened then she realised what I had done and pulled her top together. She then looked over to where Phil and Karen were.

“Oh.” Is all she said.

I could see she was watching Karen with Phillip’s cock in her hand as she moved it up and down. Phil’s hand was also sliding up her skirt. My own hand had already gone as far up Denise’s leg as her panties but that didn’t seem to bother her, maybe as her own skirt hid everything so it was OK.

I looked over at Phil again, he now directed his look from his own cock to Denise and back, again sending a clear instruction that my cock should also come out. By now I’d managed to let my girl’s top fall open again and expose her tits once more.

Denise seemed mesmerised by Phillip’s cock being wanked, she had seen his eyes move and I think understood what he wanted to happen. Then, after what must have been the fifth attempt at getting me to follow Phil, Denise turned her head to look at me.

“Go on.” I said.

Denise began to pull herself up so she was sitting next to me rather than over me, her breasts now out again but she seemed oblivious to that as her focus had shifted to my jeans.

She could see I was aroused, no surprise there, so she began to pull at my belt and with me breathing in had the buckle undone in seconds, then the top jeans button and I heard the sound of my zip being pulled down.

“Up.”

I raised my bum from the sofa and Denise tugged at my hips, pulling both my jeans and pants down together as far as my knees. She then settled back on the sofa so the couple opposite could now gaze at my own hard cock. Karen had sort of come round and although her hand still stroked Phil she was watching us with interest, I think she was also checking out Denise’s tits, her own still covered up.

Phillip again looked across and gestured to Denise with his hand making the familiar motion, he obviously wanted her to rub me.

“Go on, it’s OK,” I said and took hold of her hand and guided it to my awaiting erection.

Phillip in the meantime had pushed his own jeans and pants down and his balls were also now on display like mine were. Not only that but Karen, now just realising what’s actually happening here, has pulled her top off over her head and is about to unfasten her bra and release her fairly large breasts.

I could see Denise watching, her own breasts still exposed but her silk blouse still on.

Phillip had a hand to Karen’s right breast as soon as her bra dropped away, her prominent dark red nipples emerging from sizable pink areolae, then he leaned in and guided her right nipple to his lips and began to suck and flick at it, his hand still cupping the breast and pushing it to his face.

We both knew that Karen had large tits, not excessive by any measure but full, shall we say and she liked to show them off. Most times we had all been out together she had worn tight tops with plenty of cleavage on show, Phil was clearly proud of her tits and could often be seen looking at them.

Me, I was very happy with Denise’s body, and to demonstrate that I too leant over drawing Denise to me and took a nipple between my own lips causing her to have to stop rubbing my penis as it was now just out of reach.

Then Phil spoke, taking all by surprise as no real conversation had taken place since we all sat on the sofas and got our cocks out.

“I would seem only fair now that the girls take their panties off and allow us chaps an opportunity to return the, well, to reciprocate the pleasures we men have been getting.”

“You’ve been fingering me for ages.” Karen said and we all laughed, Phillip then adding “True, so show us how wet I’ve made you then.”

 

[Richard Cock]

Idle College Afternoons Part 4 - 21 I've finally done it!​

Karen, her tits out, just shrugged then stood up, unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Phillip had been busy I thought, her panties were pulled across to one side revealing a tangle of pubic hair, a bit darker than her dark blond head hair and prominent from the midst of her pubes were her moist crinkly lips hanging from her pussy. In fact it was a large cunt as one might say, lips to suck right in, lush and fleshy, the sort that would surround your cock as it was pulled from her twat during sex, not that any like that had ever hugged my penis as of this time.

I could see Denise looking, checking out the other girl’s pussy, probably the first one she’d seen close up and aroused like her own would now be. I immediately wondered again whether girls masturbated together like lads often do. We would clearly be comparing cock sizes and shapes, our balls too no doubt, I guess girls might compare tit sizes and even shapes, nipples too maybe. Anyone can see roughly how big a girl’s breasts are but pussies, no way? Sure, they would see each other in the showers after sport, but not aroused like this, wet and ready to fuck, lips gorged with blood like our hard cocks are.

I looked at Denise, I really wanted her to take her panties off, to let Phillip see what I’d been getting all this time, how sweet her pussy is, smooth and delicate, her inner lips just protruding ever so slightly from her labia, in complete contrast to Karen’s.

“Are you going to….” I whispered.

“You want me to?”

“Yes, I’d like you to, but it’s your choice.” I again whispered, glancing across at Phil and Karen, both watching us, Phil’s fingers were back stroking her labia from top to bottom as if he was strumming a guitar, I could see Karen’s expression change every time his fingers passed over her clitoris. Denise looked to, first at Phil’s penis, all hard, then at Karen’s pussy – open and on display except for Phillip’s hand.

Without another word Denise raised her bum from the sofa and pushed her panties down her thighs, then over her knees and finally managed to kick them off. Then with a sort of defiance she spread her legs wide open. The two on the other sofa both looked, I could tell their eyes were between Denise’s legs, Phillip gave his cock a few strokes, so did I in response. I couldn’t tell what Karen thought, with Denise shaved and her neat pussy compared with her own hairy vulva and prominent lips, never mind the considerable differences in their breast size and shape.

I leant over and began to kiss Denise, my right hand cupping her breast and fingers feeling her nipple. I felt her soft fingers touching my cock, not wanking me, just in contact, feeling me around my cock head, running over my slit where I was wet and then delicately stroking my frenulum using the wetness from my hole. I briefly closed my eyes to allow me to focus solely on the pleasures in my cock.

Moments later I opened my eyes and realised Phil had gone.

“Where he go?” I asked Karen, who was still there and had one hand on her left tit and the other between her legs stroking herself.

“He said he was just nipping to get something from his room, hopefully condoms ‘cos I need fucking right now.”

I looked at Denise, she turned and looked at me, her face had a look of concern about it.

“What you think?” I asked, my assumption being that if they had sex we should probably do it too.

“OK, might as well, we’re practically there already. I’ve never seen another couple having sex, have you?”

“No, well, only in magazines, but that doesn’t count.” I replied, now hopeful that all four of us would be indulging.

I whispered very quietly in her ear “I much prefer your body to hers.”

 

[Richard Cock]

Idle College Afternoons Part 4 - 22 I've finally done it!​

That gained me several proper strokes of my cock and another kiss.

Phillip reappeared, he had bought a large bath towel and….condoms, several which he put on the coffee table alongside the sofas.

“Paul says you won’t need these but we still do,” he said looking first at Denise then at me and then at Karen, as if making the point that with Denise on the pill I had the luxury of having my bare penis in her vagina and could ejaculate and leave my semen in her body afterwards.

“Can I just put the towel under you,” Phillip said to Denise and we’ll move over too, that way the sofa won’t get anything on it.”

We stood, I took the opportunity to lose my shirt and socks, my shoes long kicked off. Phil spread the towel along the sofa, he had also stripped completely naked now, his cock had softened too but it hung nicely I thought, enough anyway for Denise to look at it whilst he was sorting the towel.

“So, shall we take turns or both do it at the same time?” asked Phillip, Karen now right next to him with her hand on his bottom.

I turned to Denise. “I’d like to watch you two, if that’s not weird.” she said.

I must admit to being somewhat taken aback, I’d assumed we’d just fuck next to each other, not watch copulation close up. Not that there would be any actual copulation, not with Phil’s cum shooting into a teat.

“OK, sure, you up for that?” he said looking at Karen who had now began to play with the business end of his penis.

“Yeah, what shall we do?”

Then she added “Start with me bent over, that way I can, sort of, hide a bit in the cushions. Once you get going I’ll probably not care whose watching so then you have me anyway you like.”

Phillip looked at me, I nodded. Denise now had her arm around my waist and was leant right into me. My cock had risen again at the thought of watching Phil and Karen, my girlfriend took hold of me and very slowly rubbed up and down with the occasional release to fondle my bollocks.

For whatever reason we remained standing as Karen knelt on the sofa, opened her legs enough for Phillip to get between them and lowered her face into a cushion. Phillip had by now taken one of the condoms and opened the foil, we both looked on as he proceeded to roll it down his cock with the technique of an expert. One final pinch of the teat and he was prepared, standing behind Karen and ready to enter her.

I heard him ask Karen if she was ready, a muffled reply confirmed she was. Then with hands on her hips Phil came to her pussy and with her damp straggly pubic hair there now parted and her fleshy and dark red gorged labia hanging slightly open, he pressed his bell end with its floppy teat to her and entered her body.

I looked at Denise, she quickly kissed me and turned to watch, clearly very interested in the act before her.

Karen made a moan from the cushion, Phil was already half way in, she was so wet and aroused by now his entry could be swift and within a few more seconds his dangling testicles made contact with her clitoris.

Phillip then turned to look at me as he withdrew, grinned, then pushed his hips forward again, he then began to build to a steady rhythm. We could see his shaft as he withdrew, pulling with it Karen’s red lips which seemed to stick to his penis before all quickly vanished again inside the girl. By now we had moved really close, both of us together one side of the other couple, I could hear the sounds of Phil’s cock and Karen’s pussy lips from the wetness there as their bodies slapped together, then there was the smell of sex, mostly from Karen of course as Phil’s cock dragged the fluids from her vagina.

Denise continued to hold my cock, her hand had almost ceased to move, I wasn’t sure if she was concerned I might cum or her attention was now focused on the fucking we were both witnessing. It was my first time as well as hers being voyeurs like this, my sessions with Phillip meant we had no inhibitions with each other now, but adding the girls took it to a different place. I couldn’t yet foresee a time when both of us had oral or anal sex together in front of the girls, maybe different girls from these two, I certainly hoped we could somehow though. But this was fine also, great fun, with the bonus of seeing another naked girl too. The thing that really pleased me was Denise, she seemed as curious as I was to watch another couple having sex close up and seemingly willing to let herself be watched as she and I had sex too.

Phil shagged for another couple of minutes then pulled out, his cock shiny in the pussy lube coated latex, he then took some deep breaths as if staving off his ejaculation, then he seemed to relax.

“What’d you fancy now?” he asked Karen, who was now just raising her head from the pillows.

“On my back here, like we do sometimes, OK?”

Phil said sure and waited for Karen to turn over, her full tits swinging as she did, her nipples were gorged too, standing erect from her sizable areolae like miniature penises.

Now on her back and looking wonton, she almost threw her legs wide open giving as both the clearest view of her cunt we’d had so far. In many ways it was impressive, even intimidating, her thick damp pubic hair framing it, obviously thinner each side of her labia, thick and bushy above where her flesh comes together and up onto her lower belly. My mind leapt to the thought of Philip suddenly pulling his cock out and wanking off over her and all his spunk sticking to her hairy pussy, really taking her some getting out in the bath or shower afterwards.

Denise had now dropped her own hand, the one not on my cock, to her own pussy where she was slowly stroking her clit and around that most sensitive area of her vulva. I assumed that this was the first time she had masturbated in front of others, clearly she masturbated in front of me and I assumed the boyfriends previous to me too.

Before I could take in more details of Karen’s pussy lips Phil was sliding his cock into her again, his hands pushing her thighs even further back towards her tits. By now we had closed in even further, any initial reserve gone, the smell the sex, the vaguely fishy smell of a dripping pussy, one that I now often shared with Denise when kissing her after licking her out first. One that I now assumed she was used to, maybe even liked, I’d never had a comment or complaint from her when my wet face touched her lips.

Phil continued to penetrate his girl with vigour, her own hands, now freed from supporting her legs had found her own clit and the fingers of her right hand were frantically making circular motions over it as she bought herself to orgasm.

I could see Denise watching, seeing what another girl does to wank herself off, watching her fingers, the speed of wanking, gauging how much pressure she was using, whether she was direct on her bare clit or using he hood and surrounding flesh as a way of being able to stand the stimulation she was giving herself.

I assumed that Phillip had seen her masturbate several times already even this early in their relationship, as she would surely have watched him wanking off. Then her left hand found a tit and began to knead it before focusing on her large nipple.

Both were now making more noises, I glanced down between Phil’s legs, his balls had tightened, something I knew from our session signalled his approaching orgasm.

But Karen came first, shrieks of intense pleasure filled the lounge as she had her orgasm, her fingers kept going until suddenly she was still, gasping for breath, only Phillip pounding into her made her body move and her breasts wobble.

Another quick glance down at Phil showed two large lumps either side of his cock base as his balls pulled up into his body. I always wonder why balls do that, pull up tight and in some guys like Phillip, go up inside his abdomen, seconds before orgasm commences. I’m able to push both my balls up there too, they sometimes stay there for a while and leave my ball sac empty, an odd sight I must admit. I sometimes hold them up there with a couple of fingers, one pressing each side of my penis, trapping the testicles. Then I probe my balls to feel them in a new place, quite a new sensation, rather pleasant I think. I also like the feel as they descend back down into my scrotum and refill it.

Phillip too had his orgasm, his usual warning of ‘I’m cumming’ told me to watch his face, Denise continued to look at the point of penetration and the fast moving penis thrusting in to its balls.

I loved the sight of Phillip cumming, I obviously knew exactly the sensations he would be having, the rapid contraction under his ball sac, the pulsing in his cock and knob as semen shot up and out of it. The intensity in his bell end as his orgasm subsided and the immediate slight softening that accompanies it.

All three of us, Phillip, Denise and I looked down at her pussy, Phil was now slowly pulling out of Karen, her lips still clinging to his shaft then his glans as it appeared and the end of the condom came into view.

Phillip had remained reasonably stiff, not one hundred percent but close, his bell end was still perfectly shaped, the full teat of the condom stuck out and his glans looked pale as a thin film of cream coloured spunk surrounded them, the excess that couldn’t be accommodated in the teat itself.

I assumed Denise would have seen this sight before, before she went on the pill, but I could see her eyes glued to the sight of the whiteness of his cock head.

Still regaining his breath Phil unrolled his rubber, careful to keep his semen in the teat and then tied it off. Karen stayed still, her legs still splayed which allowed us to look down at her pussy, how dark her lips were, so wet too as they glistened in the light of the lounge.

If I was totally honest I’d have just loved to have dropped to my knees and started to eat her out, the very size of her pussy was exciting, different to both Linda, her being probably fairly average and Denise, neat, tidy, smooth, for me perfectly desirable. There is, of course the lure of the new, a first experience with someone or a different body. Girls must wonder what they will see when a young man drops his pants and reveals his cock for the first time. Some will no doubt be already virtually fully erect, others may need some further encouragement; as for the girls, some will be delighted, many disappointed, a few even frightened. My mind flashed back to the school caretaker with his massive penis, I’m certain younger girls would have been shocked by the size of him and the thought of having to get it in their mouths and then maybe up inside them.

Phillip continued to sort out his cock, taking a corner of the towel and drying his knob and some of his shaft too, his erection now almost gone and him hanging as he would normally do. It’s what occurred next which surprised us all, including the instigator, I suspect.

Karen still had her legs open, I think she was quite proud of all she had between her legs and like a guy with a massive cock was happy to show it off.

I felt Denise let go of my waist and my penis, she then moved and knelt down to where Phil had just been whilst fucking Karen. Denise’s face looked straight at the other girl’s wide open pussy, she must have taken in the aroma too, I could from here, if fact I could almost taste it. Then she turned and looked up at me as if to ask my permission or something like that. I just looked back, not sure what my expression actually said to her, whatever it was Denise turned back to the spread thighs right in front of her.

Denise lowered her head more and leant forward, her mouth touched Karen, I moving slightly to one side so I could see her tongue reach out and lick from vagina to clit, once, twice, then burry her head in the wetness of those considerable pussy lips, the way a guy would as he ate his girl out.

“Fucking hell,” I heard Phillip saying beside me, “I never had her down for doing that, I mean, I’ve done that often and its great right in there, she’s so wet and that pussy just sort of covers most of your face. Oh, fuck!”

Karen too looked down at the long brown hair now between her thighs, she didn’t attempt to stop Denise, but clearly she wasn’t expecting this. Every time Denise licked over her clit she flinched, it still being extremely sensitive there after her orgasm, but once accustomed to what was occurring we saw her place both hands lightly on Denise’s head.

I was still almost in a state of shock, not disgust, fuck, this was fantastic to watch, two women together. I looked at Phil, he was grinning, his cock was also responding, and so soon after cumming too I thought, as he was beginning to lengthen and swell. Mine was still a proper boner.

I felt Phillip touch me, as he had many times, touch me on the penis, near my knob, moving my foreskin over it. I checked the girls, Karen had closed her eyes and was just enjoying the oral attention from Denise, her face buried in another woman.

“I had no idea Denise would do that,” I said, I’ve been down on her and then kissed her loads of times, she get really wet too, so does my face.”

“You lucky fucker,” Philip said, “I want to see Karen go down on a girl too.”

I laughed, then, looking down I realised that Denise had her bum exposed, her smooth neat pussy just protruding between her legs, still pert and compact but clearly visible and very inviting. I felt a light push in the small of my back from my friend.

I just dropped to my knees, shuffled into position and holding my stiff penis guided my glans into Denise.

“Yeah, Paul, fuck her,” I heard as way of redundant encouragement.

My hands held her hips and I began to have sex in front of my best friend. This time with a real girl.

Denise just carried on between Karen’s legs, I could hear the slurping sounds as Karen must had begun dripping all over again, her fingers now massaging Denise’s hair, pushing her face deeper into her twat as she lapped at her clit.

Even before I had fully entered Denise her own hand had gone to her clit, rubbing away at herself. As I slid my cock into her I could feel her fingers touching my shaft, she was wanking herself really fast now, I guess the taste of another girl’s cunt was driving her as wild as it would any guy.

I fucked Denise. I wasn’t going to last long, what with Phillip with his growing erection watching me and Karen with her ample tits in front of me plus the silky feeling of the vagina my cock was working.

Phillip came to my side, he clearly wanted to see my cock going into Denise, his hand then touched my bum, I felt his fingers slide along the crack between my moving buttocks, over my anus and onto my balls. His fingers sought out each ball, my movements made it fairly difficult for him, just as he managed to take hold of a ball my hips pushed into Denise and pulled it from his grip. He soon moved his arm behind me and with it between my legs just grabbed me by the bollocks when I was deep in her twat, then squeezed so my balls couldn’t escape his hand. It hurt, Phillip made my bollocks hurt. But fuck, did I like it?

The next moment Phillip had let me go, I couldn’t see him of course but from the noises behind me I guessed he was now wanking himself and pretty fast too as the sounds of his testicles slapping could be heard.

I carried on fucking, now safe from too soon an ejaculation, a steady rate of thrusting had emerged whilst Denise still lapped away at Karen’s pussy. Then I felt it. Heard it too. Splashes of warm fluid hit me in the small of my back and on my bum as Phillip spunked for a second time, his cries of ecstasy audible to all in the room.

That bought me closer too as it had often now that we’d masturbated together, one cumming seemed to trigger the other to cum. Then I felt a finger wipe across my left buttock, it had to be Philip scooping up his cum, then without any warning something wet pressed hard at my anus, my hole yielded and what could only be Phil’s finger pushed roughly inside of me, lubricated I assume with his own spunk. Not only did he go in deep but his finger curled down and pressed hard into my prostate. Repeatedly.

I cried out, I couldn’t help it, the surprise of having my arsehole penetrated so suddenly and so deeply then the rapid probing of my prostate triggered the most extreme orgasm I’d had. Each throb felt magnified by the finger that appeared to be wringing the spunk from deep inside me.
I just kept crying out as I came, I could feel Denise’s vagina go extra slippery with my cum as I pulsed my load into her, Phillip’s finger stuck up my arsehole moving along with my bum as I attempted to keep fucking as long as my cock stayed stiff enough to. I think Phil’s probing me prolonged my orgasm, I seemed to have more contractions although the later ones were probably dry as the vast majority of my spunk would have been expended in the first intense throbs I had experienced.

I finally collapsed over Denise, her face still smothered in Karen and her hand frigging her own clit off.

Denise then reached her own orgasm, her head lifting as she cried out and sucked in air, her fingers still massaging her clit but slower now as its sensitivity became intense and she probably couldn’t stand it anymore. By now I had been able to lift my own head and could see Karen’s open pussy, wet and gorged, such a shame Phil had to use rubbers, the sight of his sperm dribbling out of her vagina and down over her anus would have been a great end and Denise would have tasted his spunk too.

Denise now almost collapsed forward again onto Karen, I could feel the cool runs down my back from the remains Phillip’s thinning semen as I raised myself up.

Suddenly Phil appeared right next to me, kneeling too he pointed to the pussy my cock had just slipped out of. I could guess what he had seen, my spunk had begun to appear and run down from her vagina into her slit.

We both looked at each other and grinned, then without consciously thinking I moved to one side and watched as Phillip moved in, his tongue out as he managed to lower himself sufficiently to begin licking Denise out and, not for the first time, tasting my sperm.

Denise’s reaction was to arch her back and push back, oblivious to it not being my tongue inside her eating her out. She moaned as Phil licked from her clit to her anus, giving her tight butt hole a poke with his tongue each time he reached it.

Only fair, I thought, he has my spunk and Denise’s juice, Denise had Karen’s total pussy to lick out and tongue fuck to orgasm.

Eventually we all recovered, the girls went up to Phillip’s en-suite to clean themselves up and by way of fun, Phil licked the remains of his own cum from my back and bum before we too went to clean up.

By the time we two returned still naked to the lounge the girls had dressed and were talking quietly together. The looked at us and watched us dressing, our penis’s now limp, mine hanging nicely I thought, over my smooth ball sac.

We joined our girlfriends on the sofa, not much was said, I think we were all a bit shocked by what had just happened, I was. I don’t think it was the sex, great fun as it was, but Denise and Karen together. It was Denise who instigated it, I’d never had her down for doing that with another girl, but why not? I’ve fucked with Phil so why not the girls, two young attractive bodies enjoying each other and like us guys full of raging hormone and sexual energy. Not to mention just wanting to try something new, something taboo even.

After a while Phillip had to take Karen home, I took Denise home too, not much was said then either but I would be asking her all about it the next time we met.



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[Richard Cock]

Idle College Afternoons​

Thanks for reading my story. I expect to write some more of Paul’s sexual progress in the coming weeks. Most of the sex is based on my own experiences, both with women and men, the sex I’ve had with women has only been one on one but with men I’ve done small groups and have both topped and bottomed as the opportunities have arisen. So I know what a large penis in the anus feel like and also one right down my throat and the sensation of a cock ejaculating in my mouth and the taste and warmth of a good load.

Like Paul in the story I wank a lot, as do most guys, then I discovered I could taste and swallow my own pre cum and then semen and with the opportunities provided by the arrival of the internet, began to explore sexual activities with other men, starting slowly with mutual masturbation and testicle play. I’ve always been fascinated by balls and often play with my own. I soon found I like the sensations of some ache in them and progressed to self-busting (quite hard to do well) and then into meeting guys for mutual ball fun and other sexual activities. That is why Paul in the story enjoys his balls too, having them being sucked on, squeezed and pulled.

Then seeing videos of men sucking cocks made me curious too and of course I began to meet men and cock suck. Then I wanted the guy to cum in my mouth and to see if I could take a full length. Watching guys having anal sex followed and again I explored how my own anus felt when opened up and soon I was being penetrated by a range of penis sizes whilst also enjoying the tightness an anus offeres my cock.

My most recent discovery was how sensitive my nipples can be. I was Skyping with a guy who asked me about mine and I said I don’t play with them as not responsive. He then had me put wooden clothes pegs on them and told me to stand the soon to be felt pain. He had me twisting the pegs and finally pulling them off. Yes, it did hurt but by the next day the tips of my nipples were so sensitive I couldn’t stop stroking them. For me now nipple play is the usual prelude to a good wanking session, I’ll be hard in my jeans or briefs and when I come to peel my foreskin back I’ll be soaking wet with pre cum which will get wiped from my cockhead and tasted before I being masturbating proper. Often this will be on webcam, both on LPSG and other men’s sites.


I hope the story gave you some nice erections and wet cock heads and even had a few of you wanking yourselves off.

 

[freakyretro69]

great story, love the action, I look forward to more.

 

[Miguel Karma]

your story is sooo hotttt. i really love bi stories cause i just find it hot when guys that fucks girls also get to fuck guys. i may not have read most of the straight stuffs cause i prefer guys on guys, but that last part of them having a foursome was something i also like.

and while i did say i prefer guys on guys, if this was ever a movie or something, i don't mind watching the straight sex scenes cause i do still enjoy seeing guys fucking i do love me some straight men, and bi men are like close to that so this story really works for me.

 

[ndamood4sum]

Idle College Afternoons Part 4 - 7 I've finally done it!​

I was about to reach down and peel my foreskin back as I usually did but Denise stopped me, taking hold of my hand and placing it on my right hip.

“Let me do this,” she said and with that she knelt in front of me and without using her hands opened her mouth and leaned forward to take my cock to her mouth, my foreskin still all wrinkled over the end of my glans and glistening with pre cum.

Looking down I could see her lips close in on the soft skin of my penis just behind where my bell end was, with some light pressure from her lips she then pushed on down my shaft taking my foreskin with it, thus finally exposing my knob inside her mouth and with it my wetness.

Two hands reached for my buttocks and drew me to her face, my own hips responded by moving forward and my cock slid effortlessly down and into her throat, an action that began to be repeated with increasing frequency and force too. My balls, still warm from my jeans, now hung quite low and began to slap her chin each time I was pulled forward.

I knew I couldn’t last long, not with the hour or so of build up to this point, Denise had clearly set her mind on me cumming in her mouth so there would be no evidence of my semen to be found by her mother when she cleaned the room.

I don’t think my girlfriend would have heard me even if I’d said that I was about to ejaculate, and ejaculate I did. I could really feel the back of her throat on my cock head each time I was pulled hard into her mouth and that triggered my orgasm. It felt so good as I pulsed my cum, the throbbing under my testicles being particularly intense each time I contracted there at orgasm.

My spunking eventually subsided, I felt myself loose some stiffness, but, fuck, was my end sensitive now, as Denise still pulled my cock in and out of her mouth. I needed her to stop, to relieve me, relieve my cock of too much pleasure, more than I could actually stand. Finally I griped her head, she became still, I fell from her lips as she looked up at me and opened her mouth. Nothing there, either she had swallowed the lot or I had actually shot it down her throat, something that had never happened before.

Denise clambered upright, pulled my top up and off and then kissed me. I couldn’t taste semen, but I had to ask.

“Did you swallow or did it just go down?”

“Down, I just kept swallowing anyway but didn’t taste your cum, too far back I assume, but how did it feel?”

“Wow, that was good, I could really feel the back of your mouth and I guess throat each time you pulled me in, that’s what finally made me cum.”

“I’m pleased, always wanted to do that but chickened out before, afraid of gagging or spluttering on it or whatever, but tonight I was so turned on I just didn’t care.”

I leant in and we kissed again, for ages this time, her breasts pressed against me, reminding me, as if, that it was Denise’s turn next, my mouth to her small lips and clit, tasting how wet she would be, my cock made a slight surge even having just cum, or I certainly thought it did.

Denise broke our kiss and took off her jeans and panties, she then went to the end of her bed, sat and lay back, opening her thighs wide as she did so. I looked at her hairless vulva, her tiny lips had parted revealing the inner pinkness of her vagina, all wet and shiny and her clit peeked out from its hood, demanding attention from me.

“Paul, I wish you were about to get your cock in me, but I need bringing off right now.”

I knelt, as I did Denise reached out and grabbed both her thighs and pulled them back towards her chest, opening herself to me even more, allowing more of the aroma of a completely aroused woman to reach my nostrils. I went down on her, my mouth pushing right onto her pussy, my tongue entering her then running all the way up to her clit, then again and again until Denise began to react, to moan quietly, make slight wriggles with her bum. The taste of her was the best thing ever, that slight metallic twang of her juices was having its effect on my penis already as it began to feel heavier and began to lift itself up off my balls.

I then used two fingers of my right hand to begin fingering her inside, pushing gradually deeper with each, well, finger fuck I suppose. Two soon became three fingers, a slow movement became a faster and faster one until my hand was hammering into her as my tongue worked on her clitoris. More moans emerged, not loud of course, more suppressed than anything. Denise was close to her orgasm, I could tell, all the signs were there.

I’m not sure what happened next, my fingers briefly withdrew from her vagina as I continued to slurp on her clit, both fingers generously coated in her juices of course, as was her short perineum between her vagina and anus. But it happened. I pushed my index finger to her hole, the small tight one, I could see it briefly when I came up for air from her clit, one moment tight and wet, the next opening to accept my finger. I pushed slowly, I knew it had to be slowly, both to ease penetration and to allow for any rejection of my anal probing. Nothing happened to prevent me going in further. My thumb was positioned to enter her vagina, wet open lips invited me to push there and it slipped inside without resistance. I could feel my finger inside her tight bum hole, I started to finger fuck her very slowly and could feel the movement on my thumb through her interior walls. For some reason I then pressed my thumb and forefinger together and sort of rubbed them as they both now finger fucked in unison. I was back at her clit with my mouth, tonguing rapidly over her tip. I had no idea how she would react to my administrations.

Denise came. Her body tensed, stiffened, she couldn’t cry out as she often did, just a heavily stifled moan as she gripped my head and pushed it way, relieving her clit of stimulation, my fingers still moving inside her for a few moments longer.

I watched her as she lay back on her bed almost gasping for air, her body twitched now and then. I stared between her still spread legs, not quite sure what I had done, concerned she might have some sort of fit with me.

As we both came down from the sexual excitement, I expected Denise to say something about me fingering her in the bum hole, after all I had my finger pretty well up inside her, certainly in past her anus and rubbing it against her pussy wall too.

But nothing except a huge hug and kisses, in fact we kissed for what seemed ages, long enough for my best friend to properly awaken again and stand upright.

However, it was late and I needed to go home, so no more fooling around.

As I lay in bed that night I wondered why Denise had said nothing, she certainly did the very first time and that was only just brushing her pucker, something that could have happened accidently during sexual activity. I was hard of course, but decided to sleep.



The next time I met up with Phillip at college he told me he had started going out with a new girl, Karen, he had met her through a visit to one of his father’s customers where she worked. He said she kept watching him as he spent an afternoon helping with some office installation work until finally he went over and they began to chat. Phil said she was clearly interested so he asked her out, she said yes. That was a week ago and he had met her a couple of times since.

To my enquiry about any physical intimacy so far he just laughed and said that I know what he’s like. Not much information I thought, so I asked what she looked like. So, she is 20, works in the sales department of the business, average height, pretty good body – which for Phillip usually means largish tits, long dark blond hair, blue eyes. Then he added – cock sucking lips. Now, did that mean she’d already gone down on Phillip?

Phil did add that perhaps in a while, if all goes well between them we could go out as a four-some, I said that would be great, hoping Denise would agree, but I was sure she would.



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Denise had come back home with me one afternoon, that gave us two to three hours alone together, plenty of time for full sex and either more intercourse or oral or whatever we fancied.

As it turned out once we had had sex Denise asked me to masturbate for her, as if I was just home alone, having told her about what I do or at least did before we met (I still do, of course). Having only just cum inside her about half an hour earlier I asked if she would have her legs open for me and be topless, she said no, just wank yourself off whilst I watch you.

I’m not sure if she was being difficult but she actually began dressing.

“Oh, please,” I asked, “just tits then, to get me off.”

“Paul, just wank will you, I want to watch you bring yourself off, now please get hard and rub it.”

“OK, OK.” I responded. S

Denise went over and sat on a chair in the corner of my room, one I usually threw my clothes on, they were now on the end of my bed.

“Standing or lying down? I asked.

“So, if I wasn’t here and you wanted to wank off what would you do?”

So I guess a bit of time had passed since you and Phillip had that encounter where you guys sucked each other off, since he had started going out with a girl and seen her a couple of times. Any reason for the length of time apart?

 

[Richard Cock]

The story is fiction but contains elements of my own experience. Sadly, my experience is nowhere like Paul has in the story.

 

[ndamood4sum]

Idle College Afternoons Part 4 - 10 I've finally done it!​

On my return Denise had taken off her top leaving just her bra on. I’d already opened my shirt in the bathroom and hadn’t bothered to redo the buttons, so took it off, I’d pulled my pants and jeans back up though even with a fairly stiff prick.

We came together, kissed and I unfastened her bra with some precision, a new skill I had recently acquired. Our bodies pressed against each other as soon as her bra had fallen away and I could feel the soft forms of her breasts as each pressed into my chest.

“So, two fresh bottoms to play with,” Denise whispered into my ear “want to see mine?”

“Yeah, ‘course, want me to undo your jeans?”

“They won’t undo themselves.”

I laughed, stood back slightly taking in the sight of her perky tits and undid her top button as she breathed in, then I pulled her zip down and began tugging at her jeans. Denise assisted and soon she was kicking them across the floor, just her panties remained.

It was then that she suddenly turned towards the end of her bed and bent right over so her tits and face were again on the bed, her bum in the air. I approached and took hold of the sides of her panties and pulled them down over her cheeks, her crack appeared, then her arsehole and finally the lower part of her pussy with her small wet lips just visible.

I knew I had her permission, again I could push a finger inside her, both openings if I wanted to now, but for the present her pussy can wait, well expect for providing the wetness we both needed immediately.

“Be careful,” Denise said, I could tell she was still quite, well, relaxed, as I bought my hands to her bum and further spread her cheeks until they were wide open and nothing remained hidden from my view or reach “Paul, I trust you and you seem to know what you’re doing……”

“Just say if anything’s too much, yeah?”

“Yes.”

To be honest, I wasn’t sure how to begin, I still had my jeans on so decided to get undressed, my penis now obviously stiff, sprung free as soon as I pulled my undies down.

My hands went back to Denise, opened her up again and I looked closely at her anus - hairless, perfectly round of course, brown and then darker coloured at the centre where the ridges of flesh met. Small marks, bumps I suppose, on her skin there surrounded her opening, I’d observed similar in the porn photos. I used my index finger to stroke her there, I heard her sigh so again stoked her, then I ran my finger around and over those small bumps and the ridges of her pucker before I traced her skin down to where the opening of her vagina began. Her darker red lips, probably more engorged than usual with Denise’s current state of arousal, were slightly parted and shiny now as she became really wet. I loved the way her slim thighs allowed for a well exposed pussy with space to show her perfectly formed cunt off. My finger entered, she moaned, my finger now wet was extracted and returned higher up and I touched the centre of her anal opening.

Denise pushed back ever so slightly, as if she wanted me inside her immediately. By now I could get a whiff of her pussy, both that directly rising from her lips and also from that coating my finger, that smell caused my cock to surge upright even more firmly, my glans so shiny I thought they might split open.

One thing I keep discovering when having sex, it often, very often, takes unexpected turns. What may begin as a simple fucking session often sort of gets side-tracked, but usually in a good way. Now was going to be another such occasion.

Instead of pushing my finger into Denise’s bum hole I licked it, the taste of her slippery fluid so overwhelming me that I craved for more. I lowered myself and my mouth found the bottom part of her vulva, I pushed my tongue in and tasted her tang, I pushed further until my face was up against her body, my nose must have been pressed to her anus, but right now it was her cunt I wanted, dripping wet cunt to suck out, to fill my mouth with as I pulled her by the hips back onto me. I thought I could hear her cries now as I lapped at her interior cunt walls, sucking her juices and tonguing her wildly.

Some intense passion had overcome me, somehow my face and mouth moved upwards, my tongue pulled away from her vagina but maintained contact with her body. I licked her anus.

It was something I had never imagined doing, it seemed somehow, well, obscene almost. But here I was licking her arsehole. And I liked it, I really did. There was no unpleasant taste, just another part of her body, like her mouth, a tit or her pussy, all those had been explored, perfectly naturally for a man and a woman together, now, apart from our mouths, this was the only other common part of our anatomies. I had prepared my own arsehole for exploration by Denise, but by her fingers, never considering what else could occur. Obviously there could be an object to insert, but I didn’t expect Denise to have anything like that or to even think like that.

I was aware of Denise talking to me now, slightly muffled due to her position and mine but I could make her out.

“Paul! Paul, what the hell you doing, you can’t do that, not there, stop!”

My hands gripped her hips harder and pulled her back onto my face, at the same time I extended my tongue and hoped I had aimed correctly. Fortunately her contours seemed built to guide my tongue to her hole and the tip probed just inside.

“Paul! Stop, no, you can’t do that!.......Oooohhh, oooohhhh.”

I carried on.

“Ooohh, fuck Paul! FUCK! That’s nice, God, what are you doing to me?”

Still my tongue pushed in and out, by now I had made further progress, I was in just about as far as could poke my tongue out, maybe and inch plus, not much more. There was still no hint of any unpleasant taste so I kept going, Denise had relaxed, become more used to the rimming, as I found out much later, I was giving her. That allowed me to relax the grip on her hips and my right hand returned to her vulva which of course was still sopping wet. I began with two fingers, she was so loose there now they slipped in easily, even for her tiny pussy.

All the while now Denise was moaning, crying my name and moving her body, but not enough to displace me or to stop me poking her hole with my tongue.

I was by now tongue fucking her arsehole and finger fucking her cunt, each second I seemed to be speeding up to. Three fingers. I hadn’t had three fingers up her before, I could feel her more now, she was tighter inside with the extra finger of mine, the ribbing of her vagina wall was easily felt, the ribbing that should be working my bare bell end up to filling her with my spunk, but right now I felt was asking for a fourth finger.

My hand went in, up to my thumb joint, four fingers, opening her up, stretching her cunt wide, her wetness just incredible so again I sucked on her now open anus, it readily accepting my tongue, drawing me in almost.

Somehow, but by chance it seemed, with four finger rapidly fucking her inside my thumb had begun to slide along her pussy and was now rubbing on her clit each time I went in.

Denise suddenly let out an ear piercing scream, then almost equally loud shrieks that seemed to go on and on. I kept on my fucking, anus and cunt and clit until she pulled away and rolled over onto her bed, then curled into a ball with what sounded like sobbing sounds.

“You OK? Denise, you alright, I’ve not hurt you, have I?”

Just noises and gasps came from Denise. Other than that she didn’t move.

I climbed on the bed beside her the best I could on a single bed, held her, stroked her head, called her name softly.

After a minute or so she began to straighten up, then with a couple of deep breaths she sort of came around.

“You OK?” I asked again.

“Yeah. Sorry. What was that? What did you just do to me?”

“Fuck! Sorry. I got carried away, I didn’t mean…”

“Paul, I’m OK, its, just, well, fuck!” Denise took a moment “Wow, that was insane. I’ve never cum like that before. Never.”

“Oh,” I said, still a bit concerned but also becoming aware of what I had actually done. “So it was OK then?”

“OK? It was more than OK. You can do it again but only if the house is empty as I think I was a bit loud.”

“You did sort of scream, that’s when I thought I might have, well, injured you.”

“No, no injury, but fuck, that was amazing.”

With that I went in close and we kissed. We stayed like that for quite a while, out limbs entwined and our mouths pressed together, just coming up for air now and then.

“Paul, let me suck you off before we go to sleep.”

“You sure, I mean I can wait until morning if you like,” I said aware I was actually hard and my cock was pressing into Denise’s thigh.

“No, I want to, I’d let you in me but it feels a bit delicate right now, hopefully be alright in the morning though.”

“You sure? OK then.” With that I climbed off the bed and stood awaiting Denise, my penis fully stiff and my foreskin just drawn back and forming a ring just below my rim.

Denise took her time, she knelt before me, her lips and tongue began by working around by penis and scrotum initially, teasing me in all the sensitive areas such as where my ball sac began at the base of my shaft, along the seam of my scrotum that divided my bollocks. Then she bent my cock down and licked the drop of clear fluid that had appeared before taking the crown of my cock head between her lips and allowing them to slide lightly over the surface, teasing me, making me want her to take the whole of my knob and then shaft and begin sucking me off. I could feel the tip of her tongue poke into my hole and wiggle inside it, her lips tantalisingly close to the corona of my penis and the sensitivity of that taught rim that so well defined the shape of my bell end. Then with one hand on my bum and drew me to her, the other hand reached up between my legs and firmly took hold of me by the balls. My cock head entered her mouth fully and I watched as her lips closed over my shaft as she began sucking me deep into her throat at last.

I came relatively quickly once she had my cock down her throat and my testicles extended downwards in her fingers, my ball sac and inside it the actual testicle cords stretched just enough to hurt and not hurt. My nice clean anus was left alone for another time.

As I approached my orgasm my hands lightly guided Denise’s head, I wanted to ejaculate into her mouth as I usually did, not down her throat. I no longer told her I was about to cum, I think she knew by now my signs and as I began to spunk she kept up her head and mouth movements on my glans and shaft to give me the intensity of orgasm she knew I liked whilst she took all my semen and I made soft cries of pleasure.

My orgasm over she stood, slightly parted her lips and made some semen appear, bubbles forming as she did, then sucked it all back in and swallowed and grinned at me.

“Paul, I hope you can do it again.”

“What I did to you?”

“Yeah, all the things.”

“Even the, well, the kisses and err, attention I gave your bum?”

“Yes, that felt incredible.”

“It, well, just sort of happened.”

“You must do it again.”

With that, we kissed, her mouth still tasting of sperm, then we finally fell back onto the bed and cuddled until we fell asleep.

I then spent the first night of my life in bed with a girl.

Wait, did I miss something? You went and cleaned out for nothing. I didn't see anything where she played with your bum as well.

 

[jamesjase44]

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