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jems007

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#71 Posted: 26 Oct 2011 13:57

Lazy day 8

I lay back on the table, my body in a spreadeagled position, and I watched as a large number of the men took up positions surrounding me. I was about to be the sex toy for all these me, and it felt totally fucking awesome! I know my lifestyle isn't for everyone, but hey, let me tell you ladies, until you've been the sex object for a room full of men yourself, don't criticise it! It is the most amazing feeling you will ever have, trust me!

I looked to my left and a black man was offering his cock to me to suck. I studied his face first, and noticed he had a scar down his right cheek. Apart from that, he was rather handsome, and as I took his swelling penis into my mouth, I looked up at him and smiled, my lips engulfing the head and my lips snaking their way down his shaft as we made non verbal communication! I sucked and sucked on his cock, before another two cocks aimed themselves at my already stuffed full mouth. I started a three-way exchange and rotation of cocks sucking, that meant I was virtually always sucking and slurping on the different cocks on offer. As I manipulated my head position to better access each of these wonderful erections, I took a moment to assess my situation. On my left, a youngish looking man was kneeling beside me, his hands playing with my left breast as he masturbated his rather long and thin cock below the surface of the table.

Next to him, three other men were openly stroking their cocks as they rubbed their shafts along my thighs. At my foot, another man, this one older, was aiming his cock at my high heels as he pumped his fist up and down, and I knew he was obviously a shoe fetishist, and waited for the feeling of hot cum spurting onto my ankle and arches. On the other side, five men were teasing the hell out of my whole side. My calf muscle, thigh, buttocks and boobs were being licked, kissed, massaged and rubbed, and it was wild. I was in cock heaven and I again closed my eyes to bathe in the glory of a true gang bang about to explode into my third orgasm of the night, and my fifth of the day thanks to the little sessio I had shared with Kathy that afternoon back at my place. I wondered if this night might break my previous record for cumming, which stood at nine. Mind you, that time I was totally ravaged and spent more than seven hours having sex!

My mind was snapped back to reality by the first cock to enter my pussy that night. I looked up as I continued to suck the three cocks in my mouth and hands to see a man of about forty pushing a nice looking dick inside my now totally sopping and HUNGRY cunt! He was plain looking, but very well muscled, and his penis felt lovely as he began to fuck me. His insertion made all the other men kick it up a gear, and they really started to work me over, their hands, cocks and mouths taking charge all over my body. My nipples were now sucked harder, bitten and pinched, just the way I love them to be treated when I am being fucked, and I was having a ball as the arousal meter hit the roof! The man fucking me reached down and grabbed my hips, dislodging the cock in my mouth momentarily, but I managed to grab it by the shaft and stuff it back in my hungry mouth once more as the shaking from his wonderful fucking overtook the feelings of ecstasy from the wonderful touch of all the other men. I was being fucked in front of heaps of strangers who were openly masturbating and touching me at the same time, and I was loving it. He was a good fucker, and managed to give me a nice ten minute fuck before he announced he was cumming. I temporarily took the cock that was in my throat out and watched the spectacle of this guy cumming. He pumped a few last times, then pulled back from my wet pussy, and aimed his cock at my tummy. He pumped a couple more times in hand as he started to groan loudly in that way men do as they begin to cum, before spurting three or four large streams of white gooey cum all over my belly and onto my boobs. I was feeling very slutty, and so, in front of all the men who were busy fucking me, I reached down and rubbed the cum all over my body, making it slick and shine with the slimy fluid as I rubbed it all over my breasts and stomach. My body now glistened and I waited for the next cock to fuck me, No, I demanded the next cock fuck me!

An older man stepped up, and to my surprise, his cock was a monster!! It must have been a full nine inches, and looked like a small forearm as he positioned himself to fuck me with it.

Several of the other men hollered and whooped it up as I took him somewhat easily into my wet pussy, before focussing my attention back on the three cocks still waiting for relief from my cock sucking mouth. It was a splendid sensation to be fucked with gorgeous long, slow, deep and thick strokes, whilst alternating sucking three cocks in my mouth. I was now ravenous for cock. Those of you who know me, already are aware that I have an almost hypnotic state that I get into when fully aroused. Well, as I sucked the one cock, held firmly and pumped the other two, and was being fucked by the third as many men stimulated the rest of my body, I reached this state well and truly. I was a whore for cock at this point, and nothing was going to stop me enjoying the feast of man meat that was before me. I was a gangbang slut, a cock hussy, a dick addict, and I loved it!

I started to respond orgasmically once more as the old guy started to cum. He pumped inside me, filling me with his seed, and as I enjoyed the sensation of spurt after spurt of his jism on the alls of my wet cunt, I felt another cock explode into my mouth. Sperm, sticky, white wet and glorious, spewed into my throat and mouth, and with short sharp breaths through my nose I managed to swallow most of it. The orgasm that gripped me, my sixth for the day, was a slow rippling sensation, and it was actually quashed somewhat as another penis spurted onto my face as I was till gulping down the first lot to have popped off in my mouth. I was hopelessly outnumbered by cocks, but I did my best. As the second guy fucked me, I looked up to him and opened my eyes wide and smiled. He was about seven inches and just the right size to allow him to really pump me hard. It was exactly what I wanted at that point. I wanted to be jammed, fucked, pumped, conquered by cock, and as he pumped away hard, gripping my hips, I felt the guy wanking on my shoes cum all over my heels and ankle. It was hot! He rubbed his goo all over my lower leg, and this made two more of the feet fetishists explode and add their cum to the growing slippery, shiny mess that was my lower legs. I was slick with cum all over my naked body, my curves glistening once more in the dull light of the room.

I continued to be well fucked by guy number two, whilst the third guy I had been sucking announced that he too was about to cum. I slurped my tongue around the wonderful mushroom shaped head of his cock, and was rewarded with a spurt of cum directly into my eye. I wiped it away and popped my slutty, cum covered finger into my mouth, just as spurt number two, three and then four landed across my chin, my cheek and on my right ear. I grabbed a handful of the gooey love juice, and then, in a scene reminiscent of the Cameron Diaz scene in Something About Mary, I wiped it through my hair, making it stand up and smell that musky pungent odour of man cum. It was wicked, and I loved it!

Guy number two pulled out and sprayed my tits and belly with more cum, and three guys went to work polishing my body with the newly arrived slick juices. I rolled over wantonly, now taking control rather than being the sex slave, and invited a cock into my pussy by wiggling my hips and ass to the watching, and wanking, crowd of men. A short guy stepped forward. He winked at me, then licked his finger. He slowly, polished the tip of his cock, making it too glisten in the lighting, before walking around to my head, showing me his erection. It poked lewdly from his crutch, and with his hands on his hips, he wiggled it back and forth in the air, before assuming the entry position behind me. Carefully, and without using his hands, he pushed the head of his nice shiny cock into the entrance of my sopping cunt. I moaned and threw my head back, my cum soaked hair shaking and fluffing about wildly. He wiggled his hips back and forth with sharp movements, embedding his cock inside me, and then, when he was all the way in, I felt the warmth of his balls hit my clit and I moaned. A nice looking penis presented itself to my now empty mouth, and I sucked on it warmly as I felt the short guy start to grip on my hips and pump his cock in and out of me. We must have looked good, because before long I felt two men approach from each side as I gave the guy in my mouth a blow job, and they sprayed their cum all over my arched back and shoulders, and some even onto my ass cheeks as shorty fucked me well.

The men who just came left my side, but were replaced by two more cumming cocks, and before long there was a pool of sperm forming in the small of my back, just out of reach of the crack of my ass as I sucked and was fucked. I felt like a complete whore but loved it! Then, as I was deep throating the man in my mouth, he started to come and grabbed me by the head and locked his spurting cum stick deep in my throat. I gagged a little from lack of oxygen, but managed to sniff in a few small bursts of air through my nose until he finished cumming and released me. I turned to look just as shirty pulled out and came. Wow, did he cum or what! The first squirt was pretty impressive, and landed way up high on my shoulders as he pumped it with one hand and gripped my ass with the other. The second arc of sperm managed to reach my hair, and the third landed fair and square on my left cheek as I looked back over my shoulder to him as he came. I then was really wicked! I snaked my long, already cum-soaked tongue around to my cheek, and slurped the big dollop of cum that had landed there into my mouth, before swirling it around, tilting my head back, and swallowing the lot of it. Shorty was still contracting and moaning, but he laughed and smiled at me, before lightly spanking my ass. "Awesome babe" he said, before stumbling backwards and being replaced by another guy, a rather tubby looking older guy.

He managed to last all of thirty seconds, and I assumed that I must have been the first fuck he had in a while. Anyway, it was getting a little uncomfortable for me on my knees, and so I asked to be lifted up. Some of the men helped me from my knees, and I stood up and stretched. My 5'10" when barefoot body was glistening completely with the cum that was all over it. I still had my heels on, and so I was well over six feet tall, and I felt so bloody sexy I have no way to describe it. As I said earlier, until you have been well and truly gang banged, you can't have any perception of the arousal levels, the eroticness of it, and the totally abandoned pleasure that comes with satisfying one hard cock after another. Not to mention the numerous orgasms that you are given yourself!!

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#72 Posted: 26 Oct 2011 13:59

Lazy day End

I felt like some more after stretching and loosening up my legs, and decided to be a little nasty in front of the other guys and my little black haired lover, who was laying on a couch chair being fucked as she sucked on another guys cock. I walked over to the small bench that was in one corner of the room, and leant forward, pushing back my ass. My long legs were well displayed, and I lowered down until my boobs were flatly pressed against the surface of the bench. Then, looking back with a slutty look in my eye, I reached under and pushed my finger deep inside my totally cum soaked pussy. I pumped it in and out a few times, as many of the guys watched on wanking their cocks. One guy came rather close, and I managed to slurp on his hairy ball sack as he watched me finger myself in front of the others. Then, in a nasty, nasty act, I pulled the cum soaked finger from my pussy, and raised it to my mouth. All the guys groaned audibly, and I licked my finger clean, before popping it into my mouth like a popsicle, sucking on it like it was another cock.
Satisfied that I had their attention once more, I slowly, ever so teasingly, moved my finger back down my body. I traced my shoulder, moved onto my boob, flicked the nipples, rolled down my ribs, played with my belly jewel, then pushed on until my finger was leaving a small slick trail of saliva and cum juice on the curved cheek of my buttock. I moved my feet apart wider, to increase the opening of my asshole, and then slid the finger up and down the crease of my anus twice. It was hot!

Slowly, I pushed the finger until it opened my asshole, and I was able to push the tip of my finger into my bum. Guys everywhere approached rubbing their cocks once more. I felt more alive and sexy than I had in ages. I suddenly pushed the whole finger into my own asshole, causing myself to gasp a little as the knuckle popped past the tight sphincter muscle. I pumped it deeper and deeper, until the webbing between my fingers hit the dark opening of my asshole, and I knew my finger was deep inside my butt. I started to butt fuck myself faster, encouraging guys to wank harder. After about two minutes, three guys had walked up and cum on my back and ass cheeks, depositing their sperm on the globes of my butt or the smooth flesh of my back. I wanted more.

I pulled the one finger right out of my ass, lifted it to my mouth, sucked and covered three fingers in saliva, then reached back and smoothly pushed all three fingers back deep into my ass. It was now quite relaxed and open. You assfuckers out there know what I mean. It opened wide and suddenly any discomfort I had been feeling was gone. I fucked myself in the ass with three full fingers now, and as I closed my eyes to enjoy putting on my own ass fucking show, a tongue struck my throbbing clitoris. Now let me tell you, there is NOTHING as hot and erotic as a tongue on your clitoris when you are being assfucked, and so, I pulled out my fingers and almost screamed for someone to fuck me in the ass NOW!

A younger guy stepped forward, and I could just see his cock before he pushed it into my asshole. It was ok in length, but, thankfully, not overly thick. The one thing I have learned is that if you want to take several cocks in your ass in the one night, start with the thins ones and work up from there! Carefully and smoothly he eased his cock into my ass, and the man licking me was doing a wonderful job. At least I thought it was a man! As I rolled my head to the side to watch myself being fucked up the ass in the mirror, I noticed that the person sucking and licking my clit as I was being fucked in the ass, was my woman lover who had joined me in the room with all the men!

As the man reached the bottom of my bottom with his lovely cock, the woman's tongue struck the right note and I came again. It was not slow, it was not quiet. It was a thunderbolt and I screamed a deathly scream that only anal sex and oral sex combined can produce. My body thrashed relentlessly and I jammed my quivering asshole back against the invading cock until my climax had subsided. I managed to stay standing and was aware of things enough to realise that the man assfucking me was starting to cum. He pushed his cock right in to the hilt, gripped my ass cheeks firmly, and then held on for dear life as his cock sprayed jet after jet of hot cum deep into my bowels in front of all those men. A bell rang. I managed to stand, along with the others in the room, and the white suit man entered once more.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Your time is up. Please make your way back to the main loungeroom".

And with that, I gathered my composure, took my female lover by the hand, and walked out to the main room, as the men filed on behind us. In the main room, all the other guests were applauding. I felt embarrassed, and not quite sure what they wer

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#73 Posted: 26 Oct 2011 14:04

Prologue

Cheryl Jenkins fidgeted anxiously while she waited for the traffic light to change. Once again she glanced over at the brown paper bag that rested upon the seat next to her. It had taken all the courage she could muster to enter the Adult Emporium that her tenant, Diane Brewster, owned and operated. Even though she was a marriage counselor and certainly possessed an open mind about all things sexual, Cheryl was nonetheless a bit reluctant to divulge any information about her, especially to a neighbor who lived jus the other side of the wall in their large duplex.

In the past four months she and Diane had become fast friends. Diane was prone to be very outspoken about her own needs and just about anything sexual.

"Yeah, that seems to be all she ever talks about," Cheryl mused silently.

Yesterday, the subject of masturbation had come up and Diane had finally admitted to infrequent and less-than-satisfying masturbatory experiences. Diane had insisted that she come into the store and peruses the wide assortment of "marital aids" and stimulating erotica. Cheryl had finally succumbed to the pressure.

Cheryl thought back on her visit. It had been an enlightening experience, even to one as well versed in the sexual proclivities of others. Cheryl had at first been shocked by the graphic displays throughout the store. Even more shocking was the steady stream of men who made their way to the back of the store to lock themselves in tiny booths.

"What are they doing back there?" Cheryl had inquired.

"They feed quarters into a machine and watch porn movies while they jack-off," Diane had replied nonchalantly.

"You're kidding! Can't they get arrested for that?"

"Not if they keep the doors closed and locked and don't allow anyone else in the booth with them."

Cheryl turned and gazed down the hall, her imagination filled her mind with what was transpiring behind the closed doors. She turned back to her friend who stood quietly smiling.

"Wouldn't you just love to have a little camera in each one of those booths so you could watch the guys at play?" Diane leered.

"I dunno....What could be so exciting about watching a guy masturbate?"

"You've never seen a guy stroke off before?" Diane asked incredulously. "Man, it is an INCREDIBLE turn-on, especially if he is looking at you."

Cheryl shook her head slowly.

"As you know I have never been with anyone except my late husband and he never masturbated, at least never in front of me."

"Oh my dear Cheryl, you simply don't know what you have been missing. I think I sometimes would rather watch a guy jerk-off than have him fuck me, especially if he is a moaner and a talker. Damn, just thinking about it is getting me all wet."

"DIANE! Please, not so loud," Cheryl hissed as she looked around the store to see if anyone had heard.

Diane laughed and reached under the counter for a paper bag that was stapled shut.

"I thought you might be uncomfortable in trying to choose something so I took the liberty of putting a few things together for you," Diane said as she passed the bag over the counter.

As Cheryl reached down to open it Diane grabbed her hand.

"Don't open it here. Wait till you get home. I am sure the items I put in there will bring you great pleasure but save yourself the embarrassment. You might be less inclined to take them home if you knew what was in there."

"What do I owe you?" Cheryl asked as she flushed deep red.

"Nothing right now. Just pay me for the things you wish to keep and return the rest," Diane smiled.

That had been thirty minutes ago and Cheryl hadn't opened the bag, though she was sorely tempted. As the light finally changed, she sighed and stomped on the accelerator.

Upon arriving home she dashed quickly into the house and deposited her purse and the bag on the kitchen table. Then she tore open the bag and gazed at the contents. Before she had the opportunity to examine them thoroughly she was suddenly overwhelmed by the urgent call of nature. As she dashed down the hall her son, Paul came in from the back yard.

"Hmmmm, what have we here?" he muttered as he peered into the bag.

His eyes flew open as he beheld the contents. "Holy Shit!"

Just then he heard the toilet flush down the hall so he beat a hasty retreat.

Figuring that his mother didn't want him to know about her purchases, he waited a few minutes before noisily opening the back porch door.

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#74 Posted: 26 Oct 2011 14:06

Prologue 2

His mother was in the kitchen making coffee when he entered.

"Hi Mom. You're home late. Lot of traffic on the road this evening?"

He noticed a bright flush on his mother's cheeks as she turn to regard him.

"Yeah, accident on I-5," she said after a moment's hesitation.

Paul smiled inwardly as he grabbed and apple and went into the living room and turned on the TV.

CHAPTER ONE

Paul had never thought about his mother's sexuality. Even though she wasn't his real mother, he still regarded her as such. After his birth mother had died in childbirth his father has raised him until he was twelve when he married Cheryl. The disparity in their ages had raised many an eyebrow but Jack had little to do with what other people thought.

Paul regarded his mother as she sat down on the sofa across from him. Paul allowed his eyes to gaze appreciatively at the lithe yet curvaceous brunette who was settling in comfortably with her long legs tucked beneath her. There was only sixteen years difference in their ages and at thirty-four, his mother was still a knockout and certainly didn't look her age. Having never had children her body was still trim and form and she didn't even have to work to keep it that way. Her dark brown eyes had a depth that was almost hypnotic.

"Why are you staring at me, Paul?" Cheryl asked softly.

"I'm sorry, its just that it only now occurred to me just how beautiful you are and how much like Jackie Kennedy you look," was his quick response.

"Awww, Paul, you flatter me," Cheryl blushed.

"No, it's true! Compared to all those air-head girls in school you are a gorgeous!"

"You are just being silly. Now pay attention to the show," Cheryl said with a giggle.

Turning his attention back to the television, Paul began to think about the bag of goodies he had seen. As he did he felt his cock stir in his trousers and he formulated a plan.

"I simply gotta see that!" he thought to himself.

Later that evening, as his Mom was taking a shower, he eased himself into her bedroom and made some adjustments to her blinds. He carefully bent one of the louvers so that even if she closed them tightly he would still be able to see into her room from outside if he was right against the window. Satisfied with his efforts he stepped out into the hallway.

"Mom, I'm going out for a few hours," he shouted as he heard the water turn off in the shower.

"OK, Son, just don't stay out too late," Cheryl replied.

After parking his car down the road, Paul made his way back to the lone building that was his home. "Living up here in the mountains with the nearest neighbor over five miles away does have its advantages," he laughed aloud.

Quietly he approached the rear of his house. The cool night air allowed sound to carry so he was very careful where he placed his feet so as not to make any sound that would give him away.

He stooped down and peered into the space provided by his earlier machinations. Much to his delight he was afforded an excellent view of his mother's bedroom.

She was standing by the dresser, brushing her long, dark tresses. Clad only in a long T-shirt, she was a vision of beauty to his eyes. She picked up the paper bag from the top of the dresser and turned toward the bed where she dumped the contents on the crisp, white sheets.

Spread out before her was a variety of items. Paul could discern several magazines, a bottle of lube, a small, white, plastic vibrator and a dildo that was about eight inches in length. Shaped like a cock it also had a smaller protrusion at the base. Attached by a thin wire was a plastic box that obviously held batteries.

Cheryl picked up the white vibrator and examined it. After turning it over in her hand a few times she finally twisted the base and jumped when the device started humming, nearly dropping it on the floor. She held it in her hand and regarded it thoughtfully for a moment. Then she turned it off and picked up the bigger one.

Paul watched as she played with the controls, making the artificial cock rotate and vibrate in her hand. Then she turned it off and placed it on the bed next to the other one. Now she picked up the magazines.

Paul could see they represented a cross section of tastes. He noted each one in turn as Cheryl thumbed through the glossy pages.

One was a swinger's magazine, devoted to advertisements of singles and couples looking for playmates with color photographs. The next was a girl-girl, followed by couples and groups at play and then one devoted to men and women masturbating. There were also a couple of small anthology books, Penthouse Forum and another he couldn't make out the title on.

Cheryl climbed up on the bed and fluffed the pillows against the headboard. Sitting back comfortably she picked up the Penthouse Forum and began to thumb through the pages. As she started to read her right hand moved slowly over the cotton T-shirt, frequently brushing against her nipples.

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#75 Posted: 26 Oct 2011 14:08

Prologue 3

As she continued to read Paul could see signs of arousal. His mother's nipples were visibly distended and she was rocking her legs back and forth. Slowly her hand moved down to pull the T-shirt up. Her fingertips traced lazy circles across her abdomen as they gradually moved lower to finally settle on the puffy crotch of her panties. Her middle finger found its way to the top of her now moist slit. Paul nearly gasped aloud when her saw her hips jerk when she touched her magic button.

Her finger moved slowly up and down, stopping occasionally to rub in a small circular pattern. A soft sigh escaped her lips then she put the book down and reached over for the little white vibrator.

After turning the little hummer on, she once again picked up the book and continued reading while bringing the quietly buzzing device down to her pleasure center. As she pressed the thing against her panties her eyes closed and her head arched back. Parting her legs, she worked the toy around the leg of her panties and brought it to bear against her flesh. She moaned softly as she allowed the book to fall on the bed. With her other hand now free she began to squeeze her breast through the cotton fabric.

Suddenly her legs tensed. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh," she cooed as a small orgasm rippled its way through her.

Paul had dropped his shorts to his knees at the first sign of his mother touching herself. His cock nestled firmly in his grip, he gazed open-mouthed at the incredibly erotic sight before him. When his mother came he could no longer hold back his own release and exploded against the wall of the house. It took all the self-control he possessed to keep from crying out.

He thought the show was over and was prepared to leave when he saw his mother sit up and pull the T-shirt over her head.

"Oh YEAH!" He exclaimed under his breath as he took in the sight of his mother's firm, pink-tipped breasts. Now on her knees, she pushed her panties down. Her luxuriant dark-hair pubes were plainly visible to Paul's leering eyes. Immediately his cock sprang once more to full attention.

She bent over and began to flip through the glossy magazines. About halfway through the couples' magazine she stopped and stared at the picture intently. She placed the magazine on the bed, open to the page she found so interesting. Then she flipped through a few more while slowly rubbing her pussy. Then she stopped at another page and placed it carefully down next to the other one.

Paul tore his eyes away from his mother's busy hand to see what she found so interesting to look at. One magazine was opened to a page depicting a small group of people involved in what appeared to be an orgy. The other was of a couple sitting next to each other while masturbating themselves and watching a porno movie.

"Wow, I would have never guessed my mother had any voyeuristic tendencies," Paul mused.

Paul's mother now picked up the vibrator again and pressed it against her vaginal opening. Slowly she pushed the device inside herself while she gazed intently at the pictures spread out before her. Then she began a slow, rhythmic thrusting. After a few moments her hips began to respond to her thrusts with counter movements of their own.

Paul didn't think it was more than three or four minutes before she once again arched her head back and cried out softly as another orgasm shook her.

Still holding the buzzing toy within her love cave, she collapsed back on the bed; her chest rising and falling rapidly as she regained her breath.

Taken by surprise by how quickly his Mom came, Paul didn't even cum with her and now he pinched the base of his scrotum to keep from cumming.

"I hope she isn't done," he thought to himself.

Cheryl stretched languidly, reveling in the newly discovered delights of self-manipulation. Then she uttered the first words Paul had heard her say aloud.

"I wonder what you feel like," Cheryl giggled as she reached over for the dildo device.

She opened the little bottle of lube and coated the dildo liberally. The way she did it almost made Paul cum again for it looked as if she was stroking someone's cock.

"OK, big boy, your turn now," she said as she spread her legs wide and inserted the device deeply within herself.

"Ummmmm, that feels wonderful!"

Paul watched in awe as his Mom slowly fucked herself deeply with the dildo. When she stopped momentarily he almost cried out in frustration.

"Do it! Doit, damnit!" he exhorted under his breath.

Her pause was only to reach over and grasp the control device. As she turned it on she cried out, "Oh my GOD!"

The growling of the clever toy could be heard reverberating in the room.

"You're a noisy shit but DAMN you feel good!" She grunted.

Then she turned on the vibrating part at the same time as the rotating part. Her legs clamped together and more moans and cries erupted from her open mouth.

"Oh YESSSSS! Oh Hell Yes!"

Now she leaned forward and spreading her legs as far apart as she could get them she grasped the base of the dildo with both hands and began to fuck herself in earnest.

"Ungh, umph, Fuck me! Fuck me with that marvelous toy! Oh GOD YESSSSSSSSS!" she screamed.

Paul was stroking his rigid cock with a vengeance. Still slick from his previous orgasm, he hand flew up and down the length of himself. His other hand reached down to cup his balls as he gazed at the lewd display just the other side of the screen. He was close enough to where he could smell her arousal and hear the snicking sounds of her desire and passion. He whimpered in unrestrained lust.

The loud exclamations did not go unnoticed by another party. Just the other side of Cheryl's bedroom wall was Diane's bedroom. Diane had turned in for the evening and was just dozing of when Cheryl's cries of delight shattered the stillness of the evening.

"I bet I know which toy she is using," Diane smiled to herself. "Never seen a woman yet who could hold it in when one of those rabbits start doing their thing."

Diane could feel her own nipples stiffen. Although she had already cum several times earlier while watching porno tapes (as she did almost every night), she could feel the beginnings of further arousal.

"Shit, better close the window or I'll never get any sleep," she mumbled.

As she brushed aside the curtains to reach for the sash a flash of white in the otherwise dark night caught her eye. She peered into the gloom and was finally able to make out the shape of a man, hunched awkwardly at her neighbor's window. As she started to shout for him to go away she recognized the form.

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#76 Posted: 26 Oct 2011 14:15

Prologue 4

"Oh my, that's Paul!" she nearly exclaimed aloud.

She moved to the side of the window to get the best view of her neighbor. In the light of the three-quarter moon she could see his pants were down around his ankles and he was furiously stroking an impressive piece of man-meat.

"Ooooo, you naughty boy. Peering into you mother's bedroom window and watching her play with herself while you jack your cock," she muttered delightfully.

The sight and sheer nastiness of the situation drove her hormones into overdrive. In a flash she had three fingers shoved up inside herself while frantically rubbing her clit. She could see the boy was fixing to lose it and she wanted to get there at the same time.

"Oh, the perversity of it! He is watching his mother fuck herself while he jacks off while I frig myself while watching him. Damn house of Wanks!"

Diane giggled at her own humor while pushing herself to the edge of orgasm.

"OH, Oh, OH-YEAH! Oh GAWD, I'm Cummingggggg!" Cheryl cried out in ecstasy.

"Umph," Paul grunted as his hips jerked and he once again bathed the side of the house with his seed.

Diane bit her lower lips as her own spasms shook her tiny frame, then watched as Paul hastily pulled up his trousers and darted off into the darkness.

Later, Diane tossed restlessly as her dreams were filled with young cocks squirting into the night.

CHAPTER TWO

As is so often the case, a home needs frequent repair and maintenance and theirs was no exception. Fortunately, Paul was an accomplished handyman and it befell him to do as many repairs as he could, on his mother's home while he was here for the summer break from college. Today it was plumbing.

After returning from the typical mad house that all home improvement centers seem to be on Saturday, he set about replacing the sinks, garbage disposals and attending piping in both his mother's kitchen and the one in Diane's.

The two women watched him as he hooked up the last water supply line and turned on the faucet.

"Excellent, another job well done," he smiled after checking for leaks.

"Is there anything you can't fix, Paul?" Diane asked.

"I dunno, haven't found it yet," he replied with a grin.

"Hmmmmm, well I have something I would like you to take a look at, if you don't mind," Diane said softly.

"What is it?" Paul inquired.

"You two go in the living room. I get it and bring it there."

Paul and his mother settled on the couch and waited. Paul couldn't help but notice how vibrant and full of life his mother seemed today. Nothing perturbed her, even when the water trap broke while she was washing dishes this morning. She had just smiled and asked him if he could fix it.

Diane entered the room carrying a rather large device that looked like someone had cut a five-gallon drum in two and had secured leather to it. Once she set it on the floor Paul recognized it for what it was. Though he had only seen them in movies he knew what a Sybian was. He blushed as he looked up at Diane.

"Is that a Sybian?" he asked.

"Yes it is, Paul. So you know what it does, huh?" Diane smirked.

"Well, ahem, uh... yes, I guess I do."

"What is a Sybian?" Cheryl inquired, mystified at the rather strange and somewhat obscene looking device.

"That, Cheryl, is the most incredible orgasm machine ever invented!" Diane said with glee. "You have never had an orgasm until you have taken a Sybian ride!"

"Uh, Diane, I don't think this is the time or place to be discussing this," Cheryl said as her eyes darted over at Paul.

"Nonsense, by dear. Everyone loves to cum and this thing will make you think you have died and gone to heaven."

"DIANE! We are in mixed company!" Cheryl exclaimed.

"And your point? Paul is a grown man now and I am sure he masturbates. I know I do and I know you do so what is wrong in a little frank discussion about it?" Diane huffed.

"I never......" Cheryl started to say.

"Never what? Masturbate? Like you weren't having a helluva great time last night while Paul was out?" Diane smiled wickedly. "I told you those toys would change your attitude."

"Diane, pleasssseeee....." Cheryl looked down at the floor and her face and arms turned beet red from embarrassment.

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#77 Posted: 26 Oct 2011 14:21

Prologue 5

"Paul, how is it you know about Sybians?" Diane asked.

"Well, I've seen a couple of movies and my ex-girlfriend's Mom had one. I watched my girlfriend go for a ride on it once. She passed out she came so hard." Paul retorted.

"You what?!" Cheryl said as she looked up at her son.

"He said he watched his girlfriend get the fuck of her life on a Sybian, Cheryl," Diane laughed. "How did you feel about that, Paul? Did it bother you?"

"Noooooo, actually it really turned me on. Watching her cum like that made me cum and I didn't even touch myself to do it."

"Paul, is this something you should be discussing in front of your mother?" Cheryl asked softly.

"I don't see why not. You of all people should know that sex is a natural part of our existence and well all need and love it, with or without partners." Paul replied solicitously.

"Well, I don't see anything "natural" about that hideous device," Cheryl huffed.

"There is nothing natural about a cucumber or a dildo serving as a man's cock either, Cheryl, but it sure does the trick, huh?" Diane exhorted.

"Diane, you are embarrassing me," Cheryl laughed. Paul could see she was quickly getting over her discomfort.

Paul gazed down at the machine. "What's wrong with it, anyway?"

"What, the Sybian? Oh, it just won't turn on anymore, Paul. The last time I used it I must have stayed on it for over an hour and it got really warm then suddenly quit."

"An hour? I didn't think any woman could take it for more than fifteen minutes, let alone an hour!" Paul exclaimed.

"Yeah, except I was watching this really HOT amateur video and it just kept getting better and better. Really got me going." Diane replied unabashedly.

"You mean cumming and cumming, don't you?" Paul snorted.

"Yeah, that too. I could barely walk the next day and my pussy was tender for a week."

Diane and Cheryl both looked over at Paul after that last remark. Diane had a wicked yet lustful look on her face and Cheryl's eyes seemed to look at him as if he was someone new. Both of them noticed Paul had the beginnings of an erection and he knew they saw it.

"Damn, I hope Diane doesn't say anything about it," Paul thought to himself as he crossed his legs.

Diane most certainly noticed Paul's discomfiture but wisely thought better of commenting on it. "Time enough for that later," she mused as she watched her plan unfold.

"Well, let's take a look at it," Paul said as he rose from the couch.

Diane watched Cheryl as her eyes followed her son across the floor. To be more accurate, she watched his crotch as he moved toward the malfunctioning machine.

Five minutes later Paul had ascertained the only thing wrong with the Sybian was a blown fuse. As he stepped out the door to go retrieve one from his toolbox, Cheryl accosted Diane.

"That wasn't nice, Diane. You could have kept Paul from knowing about last night."

"Not a chance of that, my dear. I wasn't going to tell you this but since you brought it up..." Diane paused.

"What?" Cheryl asked anxiously.

"Well, while you were busy with yourself last night, your son, Paul, was outside your bedroom window just a stroking away on a marvelous looking piece of man-meat."

"YOU'RE KIDDING! Please tell me that isn't so," Cheryl exclaimed.

"Oh, it's true all-right. Just think, there I was, watching him watching you while all three of us were busy wanking away, fucking ourselves into oblivion. Isn't that HOTT!"

Cheryl bent over and put her head in her hands. "Oh, I am so ashamed. I know I acted liked a perfect slut last night. I was looking at some of those pictures, reading some of the stories and fucking myself like a whore....And Paul heard the whole thing."

"Oh he saw too, dear."

"Saw? He saw me? How?"

"I checked to make sure this morning and sure enough, there is a large enough gap in your bedroom blinds for someone to look in and see everything."

"Oh My God! This can't be happening to me?" Cheryl sobbed.

"What's there to cry about, Cheryl. So he saw you masturbating. You can't tell me you haven't seen him in all these years, at least once."

"Yes, but that was different."

"How so? Everyone does it and if more than one person lives in a house they will be caught at it."

"I dunno, it was accidental. He deliberately went out of his way to watch me at a very private moment."

"Well, I don't know about you but if a young man like Paul went out of his way to watch a forty-year old woman like me get myself off I would find it not only a compliment but a tremendous turn-on."

Cheryl looked up at her friend; "Perhaps you're right. It just seems so.....so.... Perverse somehow."

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#78 Posted: 26 Oct 2011 14:22

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"Oh really? How about that couple you told me about where the wife kept sneaking downstairs at night and going on the computer? You know, the woman who video conferenced with guys while she and they watched each other masturbate? Remember how you told them to do it together and if she liked watching guys jerk-off that much that maybe they could find other couples to do it with?"

"Yessss, I remember that."

"Remember how you told me they ended up going to adult theaters so she could whack off while having a whole bunch of guys jerk their cocks while she watched?"

"Yeah, they really got their marriage back together with that. They even masturbated together in my office while they described their first time at an adult theater."

"Well, as I recollect, you told me that watching them play with themselves in your office got you so turned on you had to go to the ladies room and try to relieve yourself."

"That's true. That's how this whole masturbation thing we have been talking about for the past couple of weeks got started. I made myself cum but it just wasn't very satisfying."

"Yeah, but looking at pictures got you off, huh? I bet one of them was the masturbation magazine. Was it?"

Cheryl blushed.

"Uh huh, I thought so," Diane grinned. "Now you see why I love it so and why I fucked myself silly while watching Paul jack his cock."

"Oh Diane, you are such a nasty slut!" Cheryl smiled.

"Yeah, and you love it almost as much as I do....Admit it"

Cheryl thought about it for a few minutes. It wasn't hard to imagine Paul peering into her window and playing with himself. Actually, the more she thought about it the more she liked it.

Just then Paul came back into the house with the necessary fuse for the Sybian.

"This isn't exactly the right size, Diane. It is a little bit bigger but it'll work."

"Hmmmmm, bigger ALWAYS works for me, Paul," Diane retorted.

Paul flushed then bent down to insert the fuse in the holder. A few moments later and he fired up the devilish device.

"Oh YES! You fixed it!" Diane exclaimed. She reached down and wrapped her hand around the dancing; wiggling cock-like device attached to the top of the machine.

Diane licked her lips and looked up at Paul and Cheryl who were seated on the couch. "I hope you don't mind but I have been without my favorite toy for so long, I think I am going to give it a little test drive."

Paul stood up. "Ummm, I guess I better be going. Lots of other things to do, you know."

"You don't have to leave unless you particularly want to, Paul. I don't care if you watch. I thought you liked watching," Diane said with a mischievous gleam in her eyes.

"Uh, well, sure! I'll stay, if it's ok you with you Mom."

Cheryl looked from Paul to Diane and back again. She knew this was going to get out of hand yet some part of her wanted to see just how far it would go.

"It is not my decision to make, Paul. I know I am intrigued. I guess I want to see if it lives up to Diane's claims."

Diane stood up and unsnapped her shorts, allowing them to fall to the floor in a puddle at her feet. Paul's cock sprang to attention as the triangle of fine, red-blond down came into view. Her halter-top came off next and Paul was afforded a view he had only dreamed about.

Diane was a small woman, only 5'4" and 110 pounds. Her cute, perky breasts were capped by small, light brown aureoles tipped with tiny, rock hard nipples. Her short, red hair stood out in sharp contrast to the milky white complexion of her lightly freckled skin. Not a raving beauty but attractive nonetheless. As Paul's eyes roamed over her figure, his attention fixed upon the juncture of her thighs where he saw visible signs of arousal. Diane's labia were swollen and puffy, the soft down was covered in dew.

Paul didn't realize he was gaping open-mouthed until his mother interjected, "Don't drool, Paul. It is unsightly."

Paul's mouth clamped shut and he turned to regard his mother who was staring at him with a thoughtful expression.

"Uh, sorry, Mom, but DAMN, I think she is hot!"

Cheryl looked down at her son's lap. "I can see that."

Diane laughed. "It does make an old woman feel good when she can get that kind of "attention" out of a young man."

Diane squatted down on the back of the machine and lovingly caressed the phallus. "The instructions say to use a good lube on this to keep from injuring yourself."

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"I doubt seriously of you will need any, Diane. Looks like you're dripping wet to me." Cheryl chuckled.

"Yep, this little pussy is ALWAYS wet and ready," Diane said as she ran her finger through her slit.

"Ungh," Paul grunted as he slumped down in the sofa.

Diane poised herself over the rubber cock and began sliding back and forth, her juices coating the thing liberally. Then she slowly impaled herself till her clit was against the rubber base. Then, she reached over and picked up the control device and turned it on low speed.

"Ummmmm, so good," she sighed as a low hum emanated from the device.

Paul was beside himself with lust. His cock was aching and pushing against the zipper of his jeans. He kept trying to discreetly move it away from the metal teeth but it kept finding its way back.

Cheryl watched her son fidget about. There was something illicitly exciting about watching him squirm and yet try to hide his discomfort from her. Finally, she decided to allow him some relief.

"Take it out, Paul. It must be very uncomfortable in there."

"Huh, what did you say Mom?"

"I said, take you cock out before you hurt yourself."

"Yes, take it out, Paul. I want to see it. Matter of fact, I want you to stroke it for me while I make myself cum on the Sybian. Let's cum together, Paul."

He needed no further encouragement and as Diane turned up the speed on the machine he stood up and disrobed completely. Then he settled back down on the soft, his legs spread wide as he watched the performance. After spitting into his hand he began to stroke his cock slowly, never taking his eyes off the now squirming woman.

Cheryl watched her son begin his own masturbation. As his hand moved up and down the length of his shaft she tried to estimate its length. "Seven inches, perhaps even eight," she mused.

For her own part, Cheryl was fascinated with both of the performances. She could tell the intensity of the pleasure Diane was getting was something few women have experienced, while watching her son openly masturbate himself was a delicious and illicit pleasure. She felt her own nipples harden with desire and her panties were beginning to stick in places where they shouldn't even be.

She leaned over and gently caressed her son's chest. "I feel funny being the only one with clothing on. Would you be offended if I took them off?" she asked softly.

"Oh God, Mom, please.....Take them off. I want to see you too!"

Although she was wearing blouse, shorts, bra and panties, it didn't take Cheryl any longer to get naked than it had for Diane to do so. Once nude, she too settled back onto the couch and absently began to caress herself while she watched first one and then the other of the two self-absorbed people before her.

"Oh God, I'm gonna CUM!" Diane exclaimed.

Cheryl watched her friend as she threw her head back and cried out in ecstasy. Diane's whole body seemed to vibrate with the intensity of her orgasm, her legs all but bouncing off the floor.

"Oh GOD! OH YES!" Diane screamed as she collapsed backwards and lay upon the floor.

Paul had turned his attention to his mother, his gaze riveted upon the finger that was sliding in and out of her sex. Cheryl looked at him and smiled.

"Try it Mom. I want to see you fuck the Sybian," he panted as he looked up into her eyes.

"Ok, I want to see what it does for me," she replied as she stood up. "Don't cum without me, Paul."

"I'll try."

As Diane picked herself up off the floor she turned the Sybian off. Once Cheryl was firmly in place she then showed her how to use the controls and what each of them did.

"Start off slow, Cheryl. The vibes this thing puts out makes your dildo look like it has dead batteries."

Cheryl laughed then glanced over at her son who was gazing at her very intently. "Come closer, Paul. Come over here and stroke that magnificent cock for me while I sit here and cum for you."

"Oh Mom, that's hot! Let's do it," he sighed as me moved to kneel in front of her.

As she turned on the machine she looking into her son's eyes. "Did you like watching me fuck myself last night, Paul?"

"You knew?"

"No, but Diane did. She watched you jerk-off while you were outside my window. She even frigged herself while she watched you."

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Paul looked over at Diane who was slowly rubbing her clit. "Yes Paul, I saw you and I came the same time you did."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh," Paul gasped as a small amount of cum leaked out of his swollen cock. "I have never seen two hotter women in my life!"

Cheryl turned up the machine a little higher. As she got used to the vibrations she looked up at Paul again.

"Did you see what I was looking at when I fucked myself with the big dildo, Paul?"

"Yeah, it was a picture of a man and a woman masturbating together."

"That's right, but what you don't know is one of the stories I was reading was about a mother and son who were having an affair. They were masturbating together for a long time till one day he just up and crawled on her and fucked her silly. That story really got me hot and looking at the picture made it even more intense for me." Cheryl gasped as a small orgasm overtook her.

Slowly she opened her eyes again. "I just came, Paul. Could you tell?"

"Yes," he hissed as he moved closer to her. "Cum again. I want to see you cum some more."

Cheryl reached over and turned the machine up high.

"OHHHHHHH! OH SHIT! OH MY GODDDDDD!" She shouted as her head dropped down and she leaned forward and supported herself on her hands as well as her knees.

Soft mewling sounds were now coming from her throat and tears were running down her cheeks.

"Better grab her shoulders, Paul. That is one long continuous orgasm she is having and she might fall off," Diane said as she leaned forward.

Paul moved closer and put both his hands on his mother's shoulders, steadying her as she writhed on the Sybian, impaled upon the maddeningly delicious rubber cock that was wiggling and vibrating against the walls of her vagina.

Diane and Paul watched in amazement as Cheryl's abdomen rippled like waves upon a beach.

"Shit Paul, she has the damn thing against her G-Spot!"

"Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss, oh FUCK ME!" Cheryl gasped.

While Paul was steadying his mother, Diane reached down and began to stroke his cock. She reached behind him and started playing with his ass, her finger getting ever closer to the sphincter. As she played with him she bent down and whispered in Cheryl's ear. "Suck his cock. Take his cock in your mouth and drain him."

Paul was concentrating on holding his mother while savoring the light fingers of Diane's ministrations. He wasn't fully aware of any changes until he felt his cock engulfed in warm wetness.

He looked down and saw that his mother had taken his cock into her mouth and appeared to be trying to swallow the whole thing.

"Yes, suck his cock. Make that boy CUM!" Diane hissed as she shoved three fingers in her dripping snatch.

Paul felt the warmth of his mother's mouth and the vibrations of her moaning and it was more than her could stand.

"Oh, FUCK YES! I'M CUMMING!" He shouted as his hips began to thrust against his mother's face.

Cheryl reached down and turned off the Sybian and concentrated on her son. She cupped his balls with one hand while squeezing the base of his cock with the other. She sucked like a vacuum cleaner, swallow all of his jism as he exploded within her.

As she felt him withdraw she fell back on the floor, legs spread as her hands squeezed her breasts. Her hips were thrusting upwards as if she was fucking the invisible man, still orgasming, her head lolled from side to side.

"Grrrrrr, I gotta do this," Paul mumbled as he moved between her thighs.

Still rigid with desire, he pushed his cock between her swollen lips. His cock slid easily into her waiting depths and as he bottomed out her legs wrapped tightly around him.

"Fuck me Paul, Fuck me," she cried softly.

Diane lay upon the floor next to them, her hands frantically rubbing and thrusting at her over-heated sex.

"Oh yeah..... God I LOVE to watch! Fuck her good, Paul!"

Their cries filled the room as they all crested over waves of incredible height and pleasure until exhausted; they collapsed and fell into a light but peaceful slumber.

Some hours later, after they had showered and eaten they all settled back and discussed the afternoon's activities.

"You still have that amateur movie you said gave you over an hour on the Sybian?" Paul asked Diane.

"Oh yes, it is in the VCR. You wanna watch it?"

"Yeah, I'd love to see it."

"I too would like to see what really gets you off, Diane," Cheryl enjoined.

"Ok, but on one condition. Paul fucks me first, Cheryl,"

Cheryl feigned a pout. "Ok, but I am gonna go get my new toys. That Sybian thing is too much for me. Besides, my knees are killing me!"

Diane laughed. "Yes, that is the one drawback. It is an awkward position to maintain for any time without your legs going to sleep. Took me almost a year to manage it."

"Well, I think I prefer to cum laying down, preferably in Paul's arms but that rabbit dildo will work just fine if he is unavailable." Cheryl smirked.

"You women are going to fuck me to death, but hell, this is every man's fantasy and perhaps I'll cum and go at the same time."

They all laughed at that then settled back to watch the flick, hands busy rubbing, stroking and just generally having a wonderful time.

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