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DENTISTS CHAIR Chapter 2 Modelling Cheryl part12 He tossed the black tanktop to the side and looked at the image of young Cheryl lying back on him in a seductive pose. He lifted her up slightly just so that he could kick her shorts out of the way and let her arms fall back to the sides. He reached up with both hands and gave her small breasts a squeeze. They fit right in the palms of his big hands. He reached around her back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor exposing her small but pert breasts. Her nipples were small pink little buttons on quarter sized aureole. Dr. Walters rubbed his fingers across them, waiting for her to respond. They did not harden. …End of the part12. To be continued..

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Down Stairs

Thursday, May 14th, 2009

It was 9:30. I knew she would be starting soon, so I was in a hurry.
Every night around 9:45 it started, almost like clockwork, and rarely
the same guy. I’m talking about the woman that lives in the apartment
below mine. I’d hear her every night, right about this time, when she
would start up. Her screams would echo through the floor to my bedroom,
just loud enough to hear if I wasn’t doing anything else. I moved my TV
and video camera into the room, and then lowered the camera out the
window, and down to hers. The suction cup with the microphone in it
held the camera about a foot away from her window, and since she never
bothered to close her drapes, I had a clear view of everything that
happened in her bedroom. She always kept the lights on, which was fine
with me, saved me from having to rig up an infrared camera. When I got
the camera in place, I switched on the TV, and sat back to watch. She
was already getting started, standing at the foot of her bed, opening
her robe for the guy laying on the bed waiting for her. She didn’t give
it to him just yet though, she slowly parted her robe, then licked a
finger, and traced it around her nipple, making it stand tall. She
tugged and pulled at it, twisting it between her fingers, as she moved
her other hand down between her thighs. She slipped a finger out of
sight between her legs, and a smile crossed her lips as she slid it back
and forth. She leaned against the bed with her knees for support, so I
guess she was enjoying herself. She shrugged her shoulders, and the
robe slipped to the floor, revealing the whole reason for my rigging up
this camera. Her tits stood tall and firm on her chest, and her body
was almost perfectly formed, with maybe a little extra weight on her
belly and ass. She knelt down on the bed, and reached up and pulled the
sheet off of the man’s body. He rolled over on his back, his cock
standing straight up as he did, and her sliding slowly up his legs to
it. She takes it in both hands, and pulls the tip down to her mouth,
flicking her tongue out to catch the drop at the end. She then swallows
it all, in one big gulp, and draws it back out again. Sucking and
licking it, she gets it wet and slimy, ready for what she wants. I’ve
watched her many times before. She likes the taste of cock, but LOVES
the feel of it up inside her. She pumps it slowly with her hand, as she
slides up his body, then pauses over it. She rubs the head of it up and
down her slit, then takes the head and inserts it in her cunt. Holding
it there for a moment, she flicks her clit a few times, then lets
herself fall. I can tell she has her first orgasm right then, and the
guy jumps at her sudden move, and grabs her shoulders. Then he reaches
down and takes her by the ass, lifting her up slightly, settling his
hips, then begins to thrust up into her. As her orgasm settles, she
smiles and bends forward, tracing her tongue over his face, down his
throat, and across his chest. He bounces her up and down on his cock,
as she nips and bits at his nipples, causing him to pump her harder in
retaliation. Once he gets a good rythm going, she starts what I’ve been
waiting for. As he pumps harder and harder into her, she begins to lose
contact with reality. She sits back up and her head rolls back. Her
eyes, when open, have the glazed look I know so well. She begins to
moan load enough for my mike to pick it up and bring it to me. I turn
up the volume, because this is what I like the best. She moans louder
and louder, as he learns what it is she likes. He grabs hold of her
tighter, pulling her down onto him harder with each thrust, pounding
away into her, and she loves it. She’s starting to wail, her cries
going up and down the scale, exciting him even more. He takes her and
holds her tight, then flips her over, so she is on the bottom and he is
on the top now. He pulls back, and then slams it home, like she did
when she started it all, and then goes to pumping, hard and fast,
shaking the bed with each thrust. She turns her head an screams, long
and loud, and I see it all because she’s facing the camera when she does
it. She’s started on another orgasm, and she’s probably crushing his
dick every time he pounds into her, because he’s getting more and more
excited with every thrust. As hard as he’s pounding into her, I expect
the bed to collapse under them at any minute. She’s screaming and
jerking around on the bed, yelling her head off, bucking up at him so
hard it’s a wonder he can stay in her. Her screams and moving around
have obviously gotten to him, because he bends down and lays on top of
her, burying his head in the sheets next to her, and holding her down.
She kicks and screams, twisting the sheets in her hands, ripped by
orgasms, as he pounds into her as hard as he can. Then, he jerks
upright, and thrusts into her hard one last time, and holds it. His
dick must be jumping around a hell off alot, because she goes wild.
He’s holding onto her hips, and she’s thrashing around on the bed under
him, screaming as loud as she can, shoving her hips into his crotch as
hard as she can, until she pushes him back onto his heels. She calms
down and looks up at him, sitting back on his heels with her hanging out
of his lap. She says something to him that I can’t hear, and they start
laughing, and she slips down his legs to the bed. His cock slides out
of her, and it is still twitching, so she rolls around and puts her head
in his lap, taking his cock in her mouth. He rolls back his eyes in the
back of his head, and she licks him clean, sucking the last of his cum
out of his cock. Limp at last, it slips from her mouth as he lies down
next to her, and I go to the bathroom to take care of myself before she
starts round two…

Monday, May 11th, 2009

“Hi,” she said. I looked up. She was leaning onto the information desk at the

record and book store where I worked, and she smiled the perfect smile that

beautiful women do so well. Though it was late and I was a bit tired, I

immediately slipped into “helpful employee” mode (trying not to enter “helpful

employee staring at gorgeous babe” mode, at least not yet). Fumbling a smile, I

stood up from where I’d been hunting for a pen under the table, and tried to look

helpful. “What’s your name?” she asked in a bright voice. Not a question I’d

gotten before, and it threw me a bit. “Jack,” I answered after a second. “What

can I do for you?” She looked down. “Oh, nothing,” she said, flashing her eyes

back at me momentarily, before pushing back off the desk, turning to look at the

bestseller display. “What’s popular this week?” You, I’m sure, are popular with

everybody, I thought. I let my gaze wander over her slim figure. I turn into a

real pervert at work. The other guys I work with can get pretty raunchy, but I

had only recently become a real woman watcher, and this job had let me do that

quite a bit. Once I helped a girl whom I discovered wore no underwear; my

coworkers and I had fallen over each other waiting for her to bend over the racks

again. This girl, however, was a true beauty. I’m a sucker for a pretty face,

and hers had stunned me into near speechlessness: full red lips, deep green eyes

and short dark red hair. Now my gaze traveled over her figure, slim at the waist

flowing smoothly into her hips, with a high, perfect ass — “Well?” she said,

turning slightly to look at me. I almost jumped as my eyes jerked from her

cheeks to her eyes, which drew me in as she smiled and walked back to the desk.

She leaned forward. “Were you looking at me?” she asked in a low voice. I had

a great view of her breasts but I dared not look. Think, think. “Uh, yeah, I

think you had something on your back. Here, turn around.” She grinned and

turned, and I brushed some imaginary fluff from her lower back. “Some lint, or

something. There, it’s gone. Let’s see, what’s popular… Spice Girls, of

course, and James Taylor, Celine Dion –” “Those are crap,” she offered. “All

that’s good now is fuck tunes.” “Well, yeah,” I stammered, “there’s lots of good

R&B stuff out now, like Maxwell and D’Angelo –” “That’s what I like, stuff like

that.” She looked around. “Are you all by yourself back here?” I shrugged.

“Pretty much. We’re short-staffed, and only have a few people to watch this big

place. Everybody else is working in books.” “Hmmmmmm.” She turned back to look

at the displays. It could have been my imagination, but she seemed to stand so I

would have a great view of her incredible body. The bra she wore was slightly

too small, causing her breasts to bulge slightly in the blue t-shirt. The plaid

skirt lifted and fell as she moved, short enough to show off her tanned legs. I

was sure I was making a puddle of drool on the desk as I stood gazing at her.

Maybe old enough to be a college freshman, maybe not. Did it matter? On the

silk sheets in the bed of my heart, age didn’t (and doesn’t) matter much to me,

and the possibility of anything happening was pretty slim. My stupor was

interrupted again as she turned back to me and strode back to the desk. She

perched in the same position as before, giving me a teasing glimpse. “You were

looking at me the other night, too, when I was here with my friends,” she said in

a conspiratorial whisper. Then I remembered seeing her, dressed in a similarly

stunning green cotton sundress, with some other gorgeous young lasses. My buddy

Rob had moaned at his inability to run into such beauties anywhere but work as

I’d covertly gawked. Not as covertly as I’d thought, obviously. “Weren’t you?”

She was staring at me mischieviously. “Uhm…” She narrowed her eyes and smiled

…End of the part1. To be continued..

Saturday, May 2nd, 2009

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Kate and Linda were convulsed with giggles as they waltzed down the mall

Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009

aisle from the shoe store.
“I never saw a guy look so astonished as when I tilted that shoe up and
let the cum drip down into my mouth! I thought he was gonna have a heart
attack!” wheezed Linda, almost out of breath from the laughter and
excitement.

“Yeah, well now it’s my turn” spoke Kate, “and I want to do it up right,
too. Let’s go get something to eat.”

“..and drink!” finished Linda.

The girls made their way to a nice upscale Italian restaurant that was
hidden away at one corner of the sprawling mall. After waiting a few moments,
the young blond headwaiter led them to a comfortable booth near the side of
the restaurant, where they could see out into the mall and watch the shoppers
walk by. They glanced at the menus for a moment, and Kate motioned for the
waiter.

“Yes, ladies, what’ll it be today?” he said nonchalantly, innocently
looking down the top of Kate’s loose blouse at her unrestrained breasts. She
noticed him immediately, and pulled the menu close to her chest coquettishly.

“I’ll have the clams with white sauce, a salad with oil and vinegar
dressing, and a cup of coffe.”

“And I’ll have the same, to make it easy on you.” said Linda, a moment
later. “And please bring the coffee right away.”

He walked away, and Kate leaned over to Linda. “Did you see the way he
tried to look down my blouse!”

“Of course, honey, isn’t that what you want?” laughed her friend. “What
do you have planned for your ‘drink’?” she quizzed.

“I think I might ask for some special cream in my coffee, like you
suggested! That ought to blow his mind!” Kate whispered.

Presently the waiter returned with the coffee, placing the cups on the
table in front of each lady. “Creme or sugar” he asked, not aware of the
ladies upcoming request.

“None for me, I like it black, but my friend has a special need…” said
Linda, barely able to conceal the excitement in her voice.

“Oh, yes, well what can I get for you?” he turned to Kate.

“Well, my doctor said I’m not getting enough protien in my diet. So he
has me on a special liquid diet six times a day.” Her voice dropped on each
word, until she was barely whispering. The waiter leaned closer. “I would
like some warm cream in my coffee.”

“Well, sure, I’d be glad to go heat up some Half-and-Half” the waiter
answered, and began to turn away.

“No, you don’t understand.” said Kate, grabbing his arm as he stopped
to look at her. “The cream has to be at exactly body temperature, 98.6
degrees, and very very fresh!” She paused for effect. “I want you to
ejaculate in my coffee.”

The waiter turned a beet red. Linda thought sure she saw a perceptible
bulge begin in his pants. “Are you kidding!” he whispered, “what are you
trying to do, get me fired?”

“No, but we will get you off, wouldn’t you like that? When’s the last
time you came?” Kate looked at Linda. “I want to make sure I get my money’s
worth!”

“Uh, three nights ago, with my girlfriend.”

“OK, then, my friend, whip it out right here and let’s see the old boy
go to work”

“You want me to jerk off right here in the restaurant! In front of
everybody! You’re nuts! No way, you crazy -”

Kate cut him off. “Ok, I can see that might be a bit difficult. Tell you
what. You stand there in front of the table so that no one can see, and my
friend will rub your cock through your pants. Meanwhile, I’m gonna play with
my nipples through my blouse until they’re hot and hard. Once you get hard,
Linda will pull your cock out real quick, suck on it a few times, and then
you take over, ok?”

“Jeeze, lady, this is the wierdest thing…” But he nodded his
acceptance. Linda began brushing her long slim fingers up and down the
growing bulge in his white trousers, while she whispered to him.

“Yes, that’s it, make it hard for us. Kate and I are some cum-drinking
sluts, we love to sip cum and let it slide right down our throats to our
stomachs.” She knew the nasty talk would help to get him off. “I love it
when a guy comes all over my mouth and face, then I slurp it up with my
fingers and eat it all down. Wouldn’t you like to cum on my face some day,
handsome?”

Now Kate joined in. “Yea, baby, that’s right, get that cock hard so I
can drink your cum in my coffee, that’s what I want. Would you believe that
yesterday I had 10 men come in my mouth before lunch? I stopped at the new
construction site over on Maple and walked right into the trailer there. I
told the foreman I wanted 10 of his best men to come in and jerk off for me
and spray their cum right into my mouth so I could drink it all up.” She
…End of the part1. To be continued..

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Monday, April 6th, 2009

Before Linda could respond, her question was answered. Four of the
biggest, strongest looking guys came up, and each pair grabbed the two
housewives and pinned their arms to their sides.

“I think we should have a good ol’ fashioned gang bang!” said one. He
seemed to be the leader, if judging only by his swagger and size. “We’re
gonna take you ladies over to our secret little hiding place, and have some
fun, eh guys?” Cheers rang out. Quickly, hands covered their mouths, and
Kate and Linda both felt handkerchiefs or bandanas wrapped around their
eyes, quickly blocking out their vision. The strong arms still held their
arms pinioned to their sides, and Kate suddenly felt hands roaming over her
tits and pawing at her legs. “Jezzus this bitch’s got nice tits!” rang out
one young voice, and Kate felt herself blush furiously. The nerve of these
kids, grabbing her and Linda! The wives felt themselves being led down one
block and up another, down another and across a third, then cutting across
what felt like several lawns and yards. They had no idea where they might
have been. They could have been dozens of blocks from their own homes, or
they could have been one street away. Finally, they felt the hands
push/pull them up a short flight of stairs and across a porch, then through
a swinging screen door into a musty, smoky smelling room. The house smelled
of beer and smoke and other odors that Kate and LInda could only guess
about.

Finally, they were pushed roughly into what seemed to be a large living
or dining room. Mattresses, dirty, filthy, grungy, smelly mattresses covered
one entire corner of the room. Their eye coverings were whipped off, and the
wives blinked slowly in the dim light. As they adjusted, they saw what
appeared to be a house that had been 50 or 60 percent completed, then never
finished. Floors and walls were in, and most doors, but they could see that
the trim and finishing was not done. The kids gathered in around them,
loudly bustling and jostling the women around. The leader stepped up to
them.

“OK. You don’t need to know my name, you can just call me Long John.
You’ll find out why in a few minutes. Me and my friends here are gonna have
some fun with you both, and as long as you don’t fight it, we’ll try not to
hurt you….too much.” The last phrase was added with a leering grin. He
reached out and tweaked the nipple of Linda’s right breast, and she shrank
back in protest. She couldn’t speak through the rough hand clapped over her
mouth, but her eyes burned fire at the obnoxious teen. “You may as well not
yell or scream or try to get out. We’ve locked all the doors and windows
from inside, and we’re blocks away from anybody else. It’s nice and private
here – that’s why we like it. Now my buddies are gonna take their hands off
of your mouths, so let’s not scream or anything, OK? Or it might be worse
for you…”. He motioned to the boys holding the women’s mouths covered,
and they let their hands off, slowly. Kate drew in a full breath.

“Listen you little punk, if you think that Linda and I are just gonna
stand by while you do God knows what, well you can just go fuck yourself,
you know -”

“NO! We can just FUCK YOURSELF you snotty little bitch! And by the time
this evening’s over, you’re gonna be begging for more, you slut cunt!” the
leader screamed back at her. “So shutup and follow orders, and you might
just survive.” He stomped over to one corner of the room, ordering several
sitting teens off the cushions and mattresses. “Ok, everybody back. Just
circle around them. Move back, fuckheads, that’s it, back..” The group
slowly enlarged the circle around the two women, who found themselves the
center of attention once again. “Ok. Strip.” He said it with such a lack
of feeling that at first Kate and Linda didn’t even understand him.

“I said STRIP! Get those fuckin’ clothes off or we’ll do it for you.”
Kate and Linda looked at each other, and didn’t move a muscle. Seconds
passed. Neither woman moved. “Ok, Ok, if that’s what you want. Joe, Tony,
you guys, get these sluts naked and NOW!” Four or five boys leapt at the
women, tearing their clothes off like madmen. Kate’s skirt was ripped right
off her body, and the halter top was pulled roughly up over her head. The
crowd whistled and cheered when they saw her in the garter belt and
stockings. Linda fared no better, being held struggling while one lad
unzipped and pulled her shorts down her legs and pulled them off her ankles.
She too soon lost her chest coverings, and within seconds both women were
virtually naked. Kate had only her garters and stockings, her panties having
been claimed by an unknown male. Linda likewise lost her bra and panties.
She kicked her shoes at the boy who called himself Long John.

“Here, have these too you shithead!”

“Now, now, mustn’t loose our temper, little girly. Ok, I think for the
opening act, it’s time for a little sucky sucky. Just to keep things safe,
I think we’d better restrain you cunts a bit.” He directed Joe and Tony to
tie their wrists together behind their backs, not too tightly, but tightly
enough so that neither woman could move her arms forward. Long John nodded
at them when they were suitably trussed, then glanced at Joe and Tony.

“On their knees. You ladies are gonna kiss every dick in this room, and
any of the pussies that want it, too.” Male hands pushed Kate and Linda to
their knees on the rough hardwood floor. As their knees touched wood, the
sound of every zipper in the room being lowered was like a quick buzz saw
through Kate’s bones. A line of boys soon formed to Kate’s left. Each teen
had his cock out. Long John stepped back in front of the women.

“OK, guys, take your turns now, don’t be piggish, leave some for the guy
behind you. Don’t cum unless you absolutely have too. There’s a long night
ahead of us.” The first male moved up to Kate and with no warning
whatsoever, grabbed her head and shoved his hard cock into her face. Kate
tried to turn away, but the strong hands holding her kept her face in line
with the cock shaft. Relentlessly it pressed at her lips, but she refused
to open them. She could smell the manly odor of the young boy’s cock wafting
into her nostrils, and despite her fear and despising of the way they were
…End of the part2. To be continued..

The Sexiest Cum Drinkers part2

Friday, April 3rd, 2009

“I’m Gina, and this is Eva” she said conspiratorially, arching one
eyebrow at a bewildered Kate. Linda led them into a luckily unsecured office
building. She herded them into an elevator, and punched the highest button.
“I hope you guys aren’t afraid of heights!” she joked. The car clacked and
jerked to a stop on the 45th floor. The five stepped out cautiously into
the hall, looking about. It was deserted. Linda led them to a steel door
that opened up to the brilliantly sunny roof area.
They looked around at the various vents, blowers and mechanical
equipment positioned randomly on the roof.

“C’mon, guys, over here,” Linda motioned, bringing them to one edge of
the roof. They looked down over the parapet and gazed for a moment at the
street scene below them. “I’ve always wanted to fuck up on top of a
building!” said Linda, smiling. “Line up, guys, and drop ‘em.” she
commanded. Kate was amazed at the way Linda took charge. The three men
looked at them, then shrugged their shoulders and peeled down their running
shorts. Three large and growing jock-straps stared the girls in the face.

“Hmmmm. Nice cups, guys. Jack, you first” Linda pointed at one man. He
peeled the athletic supporter down. His almost fully erect cock sprang up,
bouncing and gleaming in the sunlight. In turn, Bob and Roger shed their
remaining clothes, standing there in sneakers and pubic hair.

“Ok, here’s the story. We want your sperm. That’s all. But not in the
usual way. We’ll only touch you with our hair. We’ll wrap it around your
cocks and you can jerk off with it, but that’s it. And when you come, you
have to catch it all in the palm of your hand. After that, who knows?” Linda
ordered. Kate knew what was after that…

Jack said “What, no fucking or sucking? That seems like a waste, you
know?”

“Hey, don’t look a gift horse in the mouth. If you don’t agree, there’s
the door.” Linda returned. The men slowly nodded in agreement. Linda and
Kate walked over to them and knelt in the small semi-circle formed by the
young men. The guys started pulling their cocks, and the women leaned
forward, allowing them access to their hair. It was strange at first, the
men thought, feeling the soft, silky locks around their cocks, but it
rapidly grew erotic and sexy. Linda had Bob and Rogers cocks tunneling
through her longer hair, while Kate enjoyed the feel of Jack’s penis as it
rubbed sexily through her scalp. The women leaned back, and Kate pulled her
sweater up over her head, baring her chest completely. Linda was quick to
follow. The men gazed longingly at the full breasts of each woman, watching
in fascination as the four nipples hardened and turned rigid. Kate reached
over to tweak Linda’s left breast, and Linda turned to her and did the same
to Kate’s right tit.

“Like this, guys?” Kate spoke for the first time.

“Oh yeah, that’s it, rub her nipple, make the cunt hot!” grunted Roger.

Kate moaned as Linda’s fingers kneaded and teased her aroused flesh.
Above them, the men were rapidly rising towards orgasm, stroking their cocks
and gazing at the beautiful women at their feet.

“Don’t forget guys, come in your hands. Save it all.” Linda reminded
them.

“Oh, man, this is farfucking out” said Bob, through clenched teeth. “I’m
gonna shoot off any second now.” He backed away from Linda’s head slightly,
and started making long strokes down the shaft of his cock. Linda broke her
own rule, reaching up to massage and fondle his scrotum. She tickled his
balls, urging the warm semen being readied for it’s journey up the shaft and
out the tip of Bob’s reddening cock. Then he quickly brought his left hand
around and pointed the tip of his cock at it.

“Watch this, I’m gonna cuuuuummmmm!” he groaned. Linda felt his balls
tighten up in their sack and watched fascinated as a thick streamer of semen
flew from the head of his cock and splattered wetly in his cupped left hand.
Again she felt his balls churn, and she squeezed them, coaxing every bit of
available sperm out of them. Bob groaned again, and another jet of cum
headed for his hand.

“fuckfuckfuck I’m cummmmmmmmmmmmmiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggggg”
he groaned through clenched teeth, as the pleasurable shivers ran through
this body and were evidenced by the rapidly pulsing cock in his right hand.
He pulsed three more squirts of sperm into his hand before his body untensed
and he shrank back, emptied.

“Not bad, not bad at all. Let’s see what you’ve got.” said Linda. She
gently put her fingers around his wrist and pulled his hand towards her.
“Hmmm. About an ounce and a half, I’d say. What about you, Kate?” she
questioned, turning the palm towards her friend.

“Yep, that looks about right. Nice and thick, too, not so watery and
runny as some I’ve seen,” thinking back to the scene at the kitchen only a
few hours before.

“Ok, good. Now hold it, man, and don’t let it drool away.” Bob cupped
his hands together, puzzled at the requests, but wondering where this
bizarre woman was headed.

Just then Kate felt, rather than heard, the soft squish of Jack’s penis
as it shuddered and released a jet of sperm across her scalp.

“Ohman here is comes!” he yelled, quickly stepping back and directing
his penis towards his other hand. Kate pulled away, brushing the small line
of cum from her forehead. She watched, encouraging, as Jack emptied himself
similarly to Bob.

…End of the part2. To be continued..

Someone’s in the Kitchen with Katie part3

Wednesday, April 1st, 2009

spoke. He was about 50 or 60 years old, coal-dark skin with snowy white hair
up top, and towered a good 5 feet, three inches tall. He peered up at her
curiously. Kate brought her face down to almost his eye level. She knew what
she wanted him to notice – the line of semen on her chin.

The old man peered at her face for a second, seeming to not recognize
what he felt sure he saw. Slowly a grin crept over his crinkled face.

“Shit, lady, you got cum on your mouth! Whatthefuck..”

At his words, the other three men quickly gathered around the two.

“Goddam, look at that – she does, she’s got some jizzum right on her
chin. ”

“Motherfuck I know what she wants now, man, a good fucking from me!”

“Shit, horseface, you go watch the door, don’t let none o’them fucking
waitresses in here to fuck this up!” said one of the men excitedly, punching
the previous speaker jokingly on the arm.

The old black man spoke. “Just what is it you want, lady? We don’t need
to funny stuff back here now…”

Kate answered him coolly. “Don’t worry, Pops. First off, no fucking.
No way am I gonna get down on this floor and let you guys fuck with my
snatch. But -”, and she looked around cautiously, “I’ll give you guys the
experience of a lifetime, if you cooperate. But ya gotta play by my rules,
or the games off, hear me?”

The guys looked at each other. They all nodded or agreed to go along
with her as-yet unvoiced plan.

“Ok. All I want is your cum. Whatever you got stored up in those nice
balls of yours, I want. I’ll show you my titties if you want, or talk dirty,
or whatever. But I don’t remove any other clothes, and I don’t fuck. Got
that?” They all agreed. She continued. “I’ll suck you if I have to, but I’d
rather you jerked off. I want you to cum in my cup here. Not on my tits, not
on my face, not in the goddam soup, but here in my coffee. Ok?” Again,
stunned but eager agreement. “Now heres what I want – you all gather around
me up close like this…”

Kate gathered the men in a tight circle around her. She dropped to a
squatting position, careful not to drop her knees to the grimy floor. She
pulled her blouse up over her head and asked one of the men to put it
someplace where it wouldn’t get dirty. The men gazed in admiration at her
creamy white breasts and hard nipples. Kate ordered them to unzip and take
out their cocks, and start playing with them. She watched shyly as four
pricks soon felt the warm kitchen air. She was a bit suprised to see the
cock on the young black man was rather small, not at all what she expected.
It hardened under his fist to no more than four or five inches fully
extended. One white cock seemed nicely shaped, and came with a large set of
(hopefully, Kate thought) cum-filled balls. The other white cock was a bit
larger, perhaps seven to eight inches in length and two inches thick. Very
nice, thought Kate. But when she glanced to her right fully, and saw the cock
on the old black man, she had to fight back a gasp. The old man had a cock
easily ten inches long, and it wasn’t even hard yet. Kate couldn’t resist
reaching out and grasping it firmly in one slim white hand. She shucked the
skin back and forth on the shaft, pulling more and more blood into it,
feeling it harden in her fingers to a steel-like shaft.

“WOW! This is some dogbone you got here, man, where’you been all my
life!” she joked. “I hope this thing works as good as it looks!”

“Don’t you worry, lady, I still got plenty of jizzum for you. Why don’t
you just lick the tip a bit and see.” Kate looked up at him, and then
nodded, letter her face fall to the level of this super-cock. It was almost
fully hardened now, and seemed as long and thick as her arm. She extended
just the tip of her dainty pink tongue and laved the shiny plum-colored head
of the man’s penis. As she did, she pulled up on the skin, and was gratified
to feel a small lump of pre-cum come floating up the vein and pop out of the
slit at the end. She gathered it up, and fed it back into her mouth. “Hmmm.
Kinda nutty, but nice!” she smiled up at the old guy. She wanted to save this
one for last!

Swerving to her left, she saw a zebra of cock, white, black then white.
They were all being fully fisted by their owners. Kate leaned forwards and
kissed each one in turn, tasting the differing tang and textures of the
precum on each tip. She sat back on her heels, taking in the situation.
Squatting on a grimy floor in the kitchen of a restaurant right in the middle
of the busiest mall in the city, her chest fully exposed, and four erect
cocks being masturbated directly at her face. This was beyond her wildest
fantasies! The youngest one was rapidly pumping away at his cock, breathing
hard and grunting.

“Man I’m gonna cum right now, this is hot, lady get that cup over here!”
Kate hurredly moved the cup to hold it about three inches in front of his
pulsating cock. He pointed it down and quickly blasted five strong streams
of young black cum right into the center of the cup, splashing the liquid
around crazily. As he finshed pulling the last dregs of his load out and
dripping them into the cup, Kate leaned forward on impulse and popped the tip
of his shaft in her mouth, feeling the last jet pulse across her tongue. She
noisily slurped the cock shaft into her mouth then pulled back, letting it
fall from between her lips with a wet smack.

“That’s for being such a good shot, and not sperming all over a helpless
lady’s pretty face, my boy.” she grinned up at him. He blushed and stuffed
his cock back into his trousers, obviously not exactly at ease in this
situation. As Kate shifted her weight, one of the other men began to grunt
and groan. Just as she turned her head to check the status, his cock jumped
and a gout of semen flew out. Kate ducked her head quickly to the side,
almost hearing the white bullet whiz past her hair. She yelled “NO!
DOWN,DOWN!” and quickly, but without spilling any, moved the cup to the front
of his pants. He pushed his shaft downward and away from him. Another jet
leapt out, this time impacting solidly on Kate’s left tit, splashing into
tiny drops and drooling down the curve of her bosom. ‘FUCK!’ she thought,
‘he’s blowing all over me!’ Kate reached out and grabbed the cock from its’
owner, pulling on it and pointing the head directly into her coffee cup. She
milked three good shots of semen out of him, it joined the two loads already
swimming about in the caffeine. The man wheezed and grunted with pleasure,
falling away.

“Ohfuck lady you’d better get over here..” she heard the third man
groan, and turned to see a blur with a cock in the middle. The man
masturbated so fast that Kate thought he would injure himself, but he kept
the shaft of his penis in one spot, the head seemed not to even move about.
Kate moved the cup so that the lip of it rested right under the tip of the
man’s cock. She looked up at him.

“That’s right, honey, blow that jizz right in there, I like your cum,
I want your cum, I want to taste it and mix it with the others, just keep on
jerking…maybe tomorrow I’ll come by again and you can spray your nasty cum
all over my face and lips, would you like that, big boy, wouldn’t you like
to cum on a married woman’s face and let her go home to her husband and kiss
him, knowing that your cum was still drying on her face, wouldn’t you like
that..” she rapidly encouraged the man. Her words had the desired effect.
Suddenly the tip of his cock turned dark red and a long, thick stream of warm
semen spilled out, disappearing into the cup in her hands. Again, a jet of
cum flew out, then another and another. Kate counted an astonished seven jets
of cum before the man exhausted himself into her drink.

She turned to the old black man. “Ok, now it’s your turn, my friend.”

A few minutes later a smug Kate stole out of the kitchen, bearing her
prize before her carefully. She made her way back to the table where Linda
was finishing up her salad. She looked up as her girlfriend returned.

“And just where have you been, you naughty girl?” Linda laughed. She
looked at Kate. Kates cheeks were flushed and red, and her eyes seemed
sparkly. Her lips were tightly compressed, and Kate didn’t say a word. She
set the cup down in front of Linda. Linda looked in, and saw what appeared
to be coffee-flavored semen, rather than the other way around.

“All right, you did it! How many did you get?” Kate leaned over and
picked up a napkin and rapidly penciled some words on it, then twisted it for
Linda to read.

“3 + 1 in here – look up”

Linda read the words and looked up at Kate’s face. Kate slowly opened
her lips as she sat down. Linda saw the line of white almost immediately. As
Kate’s lips opened further, Linda was astonished to see the entire lower part
of her mouth was flooded with semen. It covered her teeth and tongue almost
completely. Linda even saw streaks of it on the roof of Kate’s mouth and
farther back in her throat. Kate opened her mouth as wide as she could so
that Linda could peer into it like a dentist. Kate swished her tongue around
in the sperm, spreading it around like a milky paste. Satisfied that Linda
had seen enough, she closed her mouth and swallowed roughly. Two times. Then
she licked her lips with her tongue, pulling in any stray droplets. Finally
she cleared her throat enough to speak.

“Five loads in less than 15 minutes. Not bad for a beginner, eh?”

The Clinic

Friday, March 20th, 2009

Ann was stunned as she hung up the phone. She’d known John had been going
to the Centre’s clinic about his headaches and stomach problems, but didn’t
know he’d been seeing a lady shrink.

He’d mentioned he’d seen the psychologist who’d given him some relaxation
and meditation exercises to follow, and they had seemed to help. But he’d
never mentioned seeing another doctor, and a young woman at that, from her
voice.

Now, the doctor wanted to see her next week at 4:30 during John’s “session”
whatever that was all about, and talk with her about helping John with his
problems.

Dr. Whetmore had said not to say anything to John about their conversation
or next week’s visit, which had seemed strange, but then she didn’t want
John upset. She had assured Ann there was nothing to worry about, but she
felt Ann could really help John with his problems and help him on the road
to recovery. She’d said she’d seen this in lots of young executives who
were under terrible strain to produce as they moved up in their careers.

John was the Director of Public Relations for the Centre and had just taken
over this position from his predecessor about a year ago. It was just about
6 months ago that John had started getting these headaches and stomach
aches that had sent him to the Centre’s clinic.

About that time he’d come home and told Ann that he thought there was some
“funny business” going on with the way the clinic was run, but that he
needed more evidence before he told her more.

He was always such a straight arrow, and with the amount of government work
the Centre did, he felt it his duty to find out if there was something
going on that wasn’t right. He’d occasionally tell her things about some of
the research the clinic did, but since much of it was ‘hush hush’ he
couldn’t tell much except it involved some high tech “brainwashing” and
“mind control” stuff.

Much of the work the Centre for the Advancement of Psychology, or CAP as it
was called by the employees, did was just normal psychology research with
rats, and such or studying which colors had what affect on people, and
relaxation methods and techniques for stressed out executives or high
ranking government people.

It was a fast paced environment and there was a lot of stress, so CAP ran
its own private health clinic with a full range of services from general
medical to addiction rehab, to psychology and psychiatry.

John had gone to the clinic about 3 months ago and lately it seemed to have
helped. His stomach aches were far less freguent and his headaches seemed
to go away when he closed his eyes and just let himself relax. He seemed to
hum some silly mantra or something, kind of like a familiar lullabye, but
it seemed to help and he was in a much better mood, except when Ann brought
up the subject of starting a family.

With John at age 33 and she at age 30, she felt it was time, and she badly
wanted a baby before it was too late. She was surprised at how few of the
women she knew whose husbands worked at the clinic had children, but they
seemed to poo-poo it by saying “We have our pets, and careers, and besides
these silly men are just like children anyway.”

Many of the wives worked right at the Centre, and many of them worked in
the special daycare where workers and local townspeople received excellent
daycare and nursery care for their pre-schoolers, but Ann so far hadn’t
been interested in a “career”, especially with other people’s children and
babies.

the Visit and the Secret Revealed

The week had gone uneventfully, and John seemed much better. He’d been
sleeping so soundly, he’d wet his bed twice that week, but Ann didn’t have
the heart to scold him or make fun of him. He seemed embarrassed enough
when he woke up and had to change his bed and PJs.

He’d been listening to some tape or something the doctor had given him, but
all Ann could hear was music and nature sounds. It seemed very relaxing and
soothing, but Ann didn’t have time for that nonsense.

Finally, Friday afternoon at 4:25 Ann sat waiting for Dr. Whetmore, when
Dr. Rotman came out and invited her into his office to “talk” before they
went in to see John and his associate.

While they talked, Dr. Rotman explained that much of John’s problems were
due to the stress of his job, and this silly “investigation” he’d started,
and finally decided to drop. His pressure and the strain were making him a
little paranoid, seeing “bogey men everywhere” as Dr. Rotman explained it.

While the doctor was talking he kept playing with a small shiny ball on a
thin metal chain, kind of like a pendulum, and Ann was fascinated by it as
it swung back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, with a gentle,
steady rythm, and the soft click, click as it hit the other ball. She found
it hard to concentrate on what the doctor said at first, but then it seemed
so much easier, as she relaxed and just listened to him while she watched
the ball.

Finally, the doctor said “Let’s go see Dr. Whetmore and John, Ann so we can
find how to help John with is problems.”

Ann found herself rising and taking the doctor’s arm as they walked slowly
to the room at the end of the hall, and the doctor kept talking slowly and
…End of the part1. To be continued..

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Wednesday, March 4th, 2009

the flea market tomorrow. I’m looking for a toaster oven. Meet me around 9
where that old Chicano man sells vegetables. You know Isidro.” The Spanish
name rolls off her sweet tongue.
It’s already hot and dusty at the flea market when you get there. You
check out Sam who sells old books and magazines. You buy a couple of old
numbers of one of those magazines about really BIG girls he’s put aside for
you, but this morning Mary Waters does about as much for you as Meryl Streep.
The flea market is the best place in town to go look at girls, particularly
big girls, but this morning there’s only one girl you want to look at. You
head for the cool north corner where they sell fruit and vegetables. and
that’s where you find Laurie, chattering away in Spanish with the old
vegetable man.
When you see Laurie, you about drop what you’re carrying, and your teeth
as well. All she’s wearing up top is a pale lavender cotton T-shirt with
“Perfection” in a slanting script across the front. She’s the biggest girl
you’ve ever seen go braless. The T-shirt is almost horizontal above her huge
boobs, and then hangs vertical from her erect nipples, forgetting to go back
and wrap around her waist like you’d think a respectable T-shirt would want to
do. Her dark areolae show through the T-shirt, even their little nubbiny bumps
visible through the thin fabric. Below, she’s wearing cut-off blue jeans,
with a faded designer label from one of those places that makes blue jeans
that fit women with BIG asses. Laurie’s ass doesn’t quite fit the cut, but
bulges out below the raveled edge of the blue jeans to reveal its edge next to
her big soft thigh. She chuckles “Hi” and gives you a big hug. Old Isidro is
lucky he isn’t killed by a flying zipper. You see him chuckle too, his old
eyes crinkling. “Isidro’s got the first Texas canteloupes of the season,” she
tells you as you snuggle into her enormous melons. “I’ve known Isidro for
years. His father and my grandmother went to school together on el West
Side.” You look a little puzzled. “My grandmother’s an old Canary Islander
from San Antonio. That’s where I get my big green eyes.” You ask her where
she gets her Texas canteloupes and she chuckles “from Isidro” and keeps
laughing until her huge boobs jiggle in the glaring sun. You think you may
just quietly go crazy.
You take her hand and start walking along one of the dusty paths between
the tables and tailgates. You let a fingertip trace the path between the edge
of her butt and the edge of her thigh and she murmurs “mmmm”.
She sees a high school age kid and yells “Hi, Jimmy!”
“Hey, Miss Laurie, look what I found.” He shows her a worn old poetry
book. She leafs through it and finds a poem.
“They flee from me that sometime did me seek.” The 400 year old words
come to life in her soft dark voice. You can see that Jimmy’s looking at her
nipples. You see his dick bulge in his shorts. As she reads, first she looks
at Jimmy, but now you can see her looking at you.
“When her loose gown from her shoulders did fall
And she me caught in her arms long and small
Therefore all sweetly did me kiss
And softly said, Dear heart, how like you this?”
Her big green eyes meet yours. You like it a lot, is how you like it.
“Jimmy’s one of my real successes. When he started in my English class,
he could just about read at sixth grade level. Now he’s reading everything he
can get his hands on.”
“I’ll bet he never took his eyes off your big boobs the whole year.”
“He never took his eyes off the book.” She tries to look very proper, and
almost succeeds. “C’mon, I’ve gotta get this lettuce home. Follow me in your
car. I’m parked back of Isidro’s place.” She gives your hand a quick squeeze.
You follow her to her little white house. The sun’s bright. Spring
flowers bloom in the flower beds. The lawn needs mowing.
You walk behind her into the house and into the kitchen, enchanted by her
huge butt. She stows the vegetables in the refrigerator. As she turns around,
you gather her into your arms for a long kiss on her luscious mouth. Then you
do what you were aching to do at the flea market, lift up that T-shirt, take
one of her huge breasts in both hands, and start sucking. She holds you tight
in her cool heavy arms. Her skin is sweaty and a little bit gritty from the
dust of the flea market. You’re crazy to fuck her. You can tell by the way she
moves her hips against you that she’s crazy to fuck too. You both move off to
the bedroom. Sunlight streams through the windows onto the floral-print
bedspread. You slip the T-shirt over her head, and she gets out of the cut-off
blue jeans and you both land on the queen-size bed.
You just can’t believe how big her boobs are. They make Texas canteloupes
look like, well, like skinny girls. Your fingertips graze over pale white
stretch marks, smooth and fibrous as some exotic leather, that begin just
below her neck and reach down almost to her areolae. Her nipples are dark,
hard, almost half an inch tall. You take one of them in your mouth, trying to
suck in the pale brown areola, but your mouth can’t take it all in, so you let
your fingertips caress its smooth, slightly bumpy edge. With both hands you
try to hold the huge udder to your mouth, but they don’t begin to reach around
it. You let go with one hand to try to hold the other breast, your fingertips
closing around the erect nipple. She makes yumming noises.
After a while your hand slips down her smooth, slightly bulging tummy to
the soft hairy pussy-mound. You caress it until your finger slips into the
soft smooth pussy lips, thicker and fatter than you ever dreamed pussy lips
could be. Your fingertips meet around the bulging clit, then your middle
finger starts to run along its shaft. You keep sucking the huge luscious
nipple. You’d like to move to the other boob but it’s all just too big. “Eat
me,” she murmurs.
You go down on her and spread her huge soft thighs. Sunlight streams onto
her luscious pussy as you spread it with your hands. You see her inner pussy
lips, like soft fleshy pink rose petals, as your tongue meets the protruding
clit tip between them and your lips meet around it. Your hands reach up to
grasp her swollen breasts. “Eat me deep,” she gasps, and you plunge your
tongue deep along the shaft of her big clit. “Put your fingers inside me.” You
put two fingers inside her flowing pussy. She starts to move deep inside,
incredibly tight around your fingers. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” she screams,
moving tighter and faster. “Fuck me now! Fuck me NOW!”
You climb on top of her big body and drive your cock all the way in with
one huge fuck thrust. Her cunt grips your cock so tight it almost hurts. She
moves her enormous butt in time with your fuck thrusts and screams “fuck me!
Oh, fuck me!” Her nails claw your back as she cums once more, then relaxes.
“I wanna be on top now.” You slip out of her and roll over on your back,
your cock still rock-hard, and she sits down on your hips and fucks herself
down onto your cock. She leans forward so her long brown hair falls over your
face like a curtain that hides both of you from the whole outside world. Her
mammoth mammaries, swollen still bigger with her crazy lust, hang into your
waiting hands. She starts to move that wonderful butt of hers up and down. You
start sucking one of her big nipples and she cums again, bucking and pitching.
Finally you can’t stand it any longer.
“I’m gonna turn you over and fuck your fat cunt again and cum inside
you.”
“Oh yeah, I wanna cum when you do.” Once again you get on top and start
to move. You cry out “Oh Laurie, Laurie, Laurie” as your boiling hot fuck juice
pours out inside her. She keeps moving her big butt and screams. You collapse
onto her, and both of you lie motionless and exhausted for long minutes.
Finally you roll off and take her in your arms and you both sleep.
When you wake up, her lovely round face is beside you on the pillow, her
enormous boobs pressing against your chest. All you feel like saying is
“Laurie, you’re so lovely, you’re so big, you’re so wonderful.”
“You were so good to me with your big loving cock.”
“You’re so lovely. Why wouldn’t you let me look at you naked before?”
“I’m always afraid the first time. Guys have given me so much shit
aboutIabout how fat I am, what a pretty face I have and how pretty I’d be if I
weren’t so fat. One guy even said I needed a boob job.” Tears begin to well up
in her eyes.
“I can’t believe it. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” You
aren’t bullshitting her when you say it. “What made you decide to trust me?”
“At the flea market, when you ran your fingertip along the bottom of my
butt. I figured any guy who’d do that in the flea market must be turned on by
me just like I am.”
You tell her you’ve been hurt too. You tell her about the skinny girl and
the list of your faults. The tears are gone as she about rolls off the bed
laughing. “I know who you’re talking about. I’ve heard that same story about
her from two of my girl friends. That’s what you get for running around with
skinny girls.” The way she drags out the word skinny, it sounds like something
nice people don’t do.
She slips out of bed and goes to the refrigerator for a couple of beers.
You swallow the insipid supermarket brew and make a mental note to bring her a
six pack of Phredz. She slips on a terry cloth bathrobe – purple of course -
that doesn’t begin to come to terms with her enormous cleavage. You sit down
together on the couch. On the end table there’s a picture of a young guy, a
Green Beret. He has the same round face and bright green eyes Laurie does. “My
kid brother,” she explains. “He’s off somewhere in Central America.” She looks
thoughtful. “My brothers and I, we’ve all got minds of our own.”
Two thoughts run through what’s left of your brain.
You’d kick every Communist ass in El Ropo with that guy.
And you’d sure like to have a kid with those big green eyes.

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I guess I realized my fetish started when I was in high school One

Tuesday, January 27th, 2009

weekend, a whole group of my friends went up to the lake to party and
get some sun and waterskiing in. There was this really CUTE girl who I
was seeing. Her family was rich and let her do basically whatever she
wanted. So she asked to take her brother’s speedboat out and of course
they consented. I think that she had just learned how to drive but had
been navigating her father’s speedboat as well as some of our friends’
skiboats for a while. I don’t think she had ever taken her brother’s
boat out before. But what the hell, he was away at college and wouldn’t
care anyways. Right? Well, I remember a whole bunch of problems
getting the boat up to the lake, but once it was there, the fun started.

Valerie had long blond hair (being the California beach girl) and a
really knockout tan slim body, with blue eyes and pouty lips. She was
always wearing as little clothing as possible (to get more sun she
said). The day after we got there, Val was wearing a red bikini and she
had these cute dainty feet with red nailpolish. I remember looking at
her long tan legs and gazing downwards to her feet. She was a waterskiier
and had smooth, muscular, but not too muscular legs that saw their share
of sunlight. Her cute brown feet were in white flip-flops, the kind
that has the really thin stringy thongs which showed off her cute feet.
I got an instant hard-on.

She pulled me to my feet where the group was sitting in the sand. We
hadn’t begun to ski yet so she told the group she was going to warm up
the boat and get used to driving it by taking it around the lake once.
She of course called me togo with her or this would be the end of the story.

Her brother’s boat was a fast jet boat that he sometimes used for
racing. It had a benchseat in it big enough for only two. As she climbed
into the driver’s seat, she put her leg forward and as I was admiring her
beautiful, nicely-tanned strong legs, I saw a big pedal shaped like
a big bare footprint on the floorboard right in front of her. It had
a raised ridge along the side of it and the entire gleaming footboard
surface had raised bumps kind of like corrugated steel. The shiny metal
pedal was at least 14″ high and stood straight up. I had never seen
a pedal on a boat before and asked her what it was for. She said it
was for the gas and that boat didn’t originally come with it. But
her brother liked the feeling of power at the touch of his foot so
he re-wired the boat with it. The foot throttle was custom made to his
liking and shaped to exactly match his bare foot: toes, raised arch and all.
He said that it allowed him to get off the starting line faster because
he could stomp on it and still steer with both hands. The raised edge and
arch as well as the perfectly-fitting toes and raised nubs helped keep his
foot in place as he dashed through the choppy waters. Although she said
that she had seen him driving with aquasocks before. She had never
driven his boat before.

She said that Mike (her brother) said it was just like driving a car
and that to start it for the first time, you needed to give the jets
a lot of gas. As she was explaining this to me, she put her cute thonged
foot on the upright accelerator. It looked tiny against the massive pedal;
her toes didn’t even reach “his toes” of the foot throttle, only just above
the arch of “his foot”. As Val tried to put her heel into the metal heel
cup, her foot slid out of her thong. “Dammit!” she yelled and tried to
kick the thong out of the pedal. Mike’s “foot” seemed to like her shoe and
refused to give it up no matter which way she tried to move it. Finally,
I bent over and lifted her size 6-7 thong out of the pedal. The accelerator
pedal must’ve pivoted about an axis where it touched the floor because
she tried to give the pedal a mighty pump with her foot, but since her
foot was small and her heel was in the cup, the pedal barely moved. She,
however, flinched in pain as stomping on a non-moving steel pad must’ve
hurt the knee and leg. She then sat way up in her seat and put her toes
on Mike’s “toes”. She extended her leg as far as it would go and began
pumping the pedal with her toes. She could press it down an inch backwards.
She turned the key and cranked the engine while continuing her feeble
ministrations. The engine cranked but never turned over. It
had been a cool night and I guess the engine was cold.

I slid next to her and told her to trade places with me. She did and I
was now sitting in the driver’s seat. I checked all the gauges and
everything was fine. Even the fuel was topped off. I kicked off my
right sandal and placed my bare foot on the big pedal. I had learned long
ago that it was impossible to drive with flip-flops on. The part of the
sandal extending past the heel was always longer than the part from the
front strap to the toe. Thus if you slide your foot back to be equal with
the bottom of the sandal, your toes always fall out of the straps. This
was illustrated by Val nicely a few seconds before. My foot almost
fit the aluminum casting. It was cold and corrugated with a lip running
around it (obviously to keep your foot mounted on the gas). I pushed on
the massive pedal with my toes and to my surprise it went back quite far.
I turned the key again and held it in start. I began pumping the pedal
in long strokes, pushing and extending my toes until it was almost
horizontal and then letting it slowly come back. The engine sputtered
and she grabbed my hard cock and squeezed tightly in anticipation.
It coughed and started to die. She quickly put her left foot, still in
her sandal, on top of my right and tried to pump the engine back to life.
Using the dashboard and my cock to balance her, she was making my cock
harder while she stepped on the insole of my bare right foot. The engine
caught on and was starting to sound like it would make it but it died
again suddenly.

I then got a really good idea. I told Val that maybe since the boat
seemed to do better when we both worked at it, that we should do it
together. She agreed but saw my wicked smile. I eased out of my swimsuit
and slipped my right foot out of my sandal again. Then I released her
bikini bottom. I told her that she had to sit on my lap for us to try
to get this boat started. So she sat down, easing her way onto my shaft,
moaning as she went. Now that we were one, I put my right bare foot
onto the large pedal which had grown warm by the heat from our feet.
Val then lifted her again-thonged right foot to the pedal. Now that she
was in my lap, she could reach it easily. She stuck her heel over my toes
and let her flip-flop sandal drape over the back of the gas pedal. Then
she moved her foot down until her foot slipped out of her shoe again.
The white thong landed sloppily behind the accelerator. Her dainty foot,
now on top of mine, tried to push on the gas but her thong had fallen at
just the right angle to wedge against the back of the pedal and the floor.
So I kicked off my left sandal and fished behind the large, wide pedal
for her shoe. I was straining and moving my hips to reach behind the
throttle and that was bringing her close to coming. I finally on a lunge
got my toe looped through the thin straps of her thong and pulled it free.
She reached forward and turned the key. She began pumping with her foot
furiously, crushing my tender foot against the pedal again and again,
rocking on my cock all the time. Her toes began to mesh with mine
from the force of her pounding foot, spreading my toes wide while her
painted toes interwove with mine. I looked and saw the pattern of red
nails alternating with my unpainted toes, peeking through from under
her foot. The nubs on the pedal were massaging the bare soles of my foot,
sending chills up and down my spine. My foot crashed the pedal again
and again as she extended her cute foot and pressed on my toes. I
watched this pendulating action, feeling the pressure of her sole on my
instep, and the raised nubs on the bottom of my foot. My left leg
involuntarily extended itself in the sensation, bringing me closer and
closer to orgasm. For what must have been thirty seconds, her foot
pounded the gas to full throttle. She came and her right leg
straightened and pinned my foot down on the pedal, holding the throttle
wide open. Her dainty foot, though little and beautiful, packed a
wallop of pressure! I couldn’t move. But my foot between hers and
the gleaming silver pedal couldn’t feel anything anyway as I began
exploding inside her. But that did it. The rush of gas from the fully
horizontal gas pedal revved the engine and she let go of the key. The
engine started.

>From then on, everytime I see a bare foot operating a pedal or engaging in
other activity, I remember Val and our boat ride. (There’s more to the
story too!) And I get this massive hard on that wants release desperately.
As Dave Munroe said, a girl in a convertible driving on PCH with the top
down barefoot makes me go wild! The beach during the summer is the best
time to see these sights! Cute girls in string bikinis with convertibles
driving barefooted! But isn’t there a law against driving barefooted (at
least in California, not that anyone can see you do it)?

If anyone has stories about pedals, tips or stories on seeing barefoot
drivers, or has an answer to the driving barefooted question, please post
to this group!!!

Pedal to the Metal! (Barefooted of course)

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