Hi all,

Well it’s been a busy summer working at the club and agency and I haven’t been on here much but now that October is here things are getting back to normal for me. I’ve been home a lot more in recent weeks and am getting into the winter routine. I came on to update my “My Space” and see I don’t have a new story up. A few of you emailed (thanks) and commented on wanting a new story. Well I didn’t know what to write without exposing my clients so I will tell you about a visit I made to a friends house one day.

As you know I strip and escort for a living and although most of my friends now are from the “business” I do have a few that aren’t. One in particular is Sofia. I met Sofia a few years back before I really got into dancing full time. I met Sofia when I lived in another area of town and as soon as we met we seemed to hit it off.

Sofia and her boyfriend/fiance lived on my floor and before long we were partying together and doing the shopping thing etc. No, this is not a story about her and I or her man and me. Her and her fiancé were planning to get married and were living together but this was not a situation supported by her parents who were immigrants from Peru.

Well after a few months Sofia and her fiancé called it quits and she moved back home. I helped her through her mess with her ex which was devastating for her. She and I became very close and we had become very good friends, besides talking “man” problems we were trading clothes, shopping and generally being best friends.

Her parents and her father in particular (Mr. Lopez) were not thrilled their little girl was living elsewhere with a guy and any friends connected with that had to be bad. Since moving back home Sofia had me over more that a few times and I knew her father never really liked me. He knew I was bartending at a men’s club and didn’t want his little girl hanging around with me which he perceived me to be the last “bad” influence left in Sofia’s life.

He made it well know too, that he wasn’t happy with us as friends. He was always telling Sofia that I was a bad influence and that I was going to corrupt her and turn her into a whore. He and his wife were very traditional yet, every time I went to visit her I noticed he was checking me out from head to toe. Even though he didn't like me I got the sense he sure wanted to fuck me. He was like 45 or so about 6’ and maybe 180 lbs. He was handsome and I could tell where Sofia got here good Latin looks from. Being the trouble maker I was I did everything I could to tease him. My being in the “sex business” and just 20 made me horny every time a man looked at my tits and ass. I love the attention and who wouldn’t.

One day, I stopped by her house to pick her up. We had made arrangements to go for lunch and do some shopping a week earlier. We did this sometimes before I went to work and as I am usually dressed in sexy outfits for work this just poured fuel on the fire for her father. I knocked on her door and waited fixing my outfit. Now being a bartender at a men/s club I learned quickly that the less you wore the better the tips.

I had dressed in very tight and tiny white short shorts and a tiny low cut spaghetti strap white top, no panties or bra. I always wore running shoes at work because of all the walking so had on my white tennis shoes. Exposing my self like this was always good to get the men going and I always had more than a few requests for my number or a lap dance or VIP. At this point in my career I wasn’t stripping but I sure looked like I was. Since we were going shopping I toned it down a bit by putting my long blonde hair in a pony tail for that sporty look and had done my make up. I walked up to the door and rang the door bell.

Mr. Lopez opened the door and his eyes ran all over my body settling on my perky full firm tits. My nipples could almost be seen through the sheer thin fabric which seemed like I was not wearing anything. As he stared at my tits I became aware of the feeling I had as my nipples got hard and longer.

"Hi Mr. Lopez is Sofia home?" I asked trying not to show I noticed him looking at my tits. I used my best innocent voice.

He stared at my lips and didn't say a word; he just shook his head no.

"We made plans to do some shopping, is she going to be back soon?” I asked

"She's not home. She went shopping with her mother.” he replied in his Spanish accent trying to stay stern.

Always the tease I had worn some revealing outfits but this was one the first time I had worn really revealing clothing around him exposing this much skin. I stomped my foot pouting and making my tits giggle which he noticed and stared at.

Sofia had also borrowed some outfits which I needed back. She was supposed to give them to me and I did plan to wear them for work. I usually have a spare outfit and was counting on having at least one of the outfits for work later on.

“I let her borrow a shirt and skirt and I want to wear them to work tonight," I told him. “Can you see if she left a bag for me?” I asked.

He looked behind him and checked the front hall. “No, no bag here”, He replied.

"But I need them tonight." I pouted again and stomped my foot once again to get the same affect.

"I don't know what to tell you. She's not home." he replied as he continued to stare at my tits.

“Would you mind if I check her room”, I begged.

He froze for a second while his mind processed the question.

"Fine," he said and admitted me.

I walked in past him and went to the stairs.

I made my way to the stairs while he closed the front door behind us. I looked back at him and noticed he was checking out my firm white ass. He noticed me watching him look at my ass but I just smiled at him. Soon I was in Sofia's room and I began to look for the clothes I let her borrow. I soon found them in a bag in her closet. She had washed and ironed them for me the good girl. I held up an outfit and decided to change so I quickly put it on.

Looking in the mirror the top looked more like a bra and the mini skirt only covered only half my ass. More cleavage was showing in this top which would be better for work. I smiled knowing that Mr. Lopez would have a heart attack when he saw me in this. I put my whites into the bag and made my way down the stairs.

"Mr. Lopez where did you go? Where are you?" I shouted asked out loud.

"In the living room," I heard him say.

He was watching television and drinking a beer as I walked in. Like always he tried to ignore me but couldn’t. His eyes ran up and down my body which sent a thrill through me. I walked in front of him.

I decided to be a tease and flirt a little "How do I look? Do you like my outfit? I asked.

"You look like a tramp Tory, as always," he replied as he eyed my body.

"So you don't like it? I don't look good," I pouted.

"This is why I don't like Sofia hanging out with you. That outfit doesn't hide anything and I didn’t like Sofia wearing it either," he continued.

"Well you know I wear it for work. Do you think it too revealing?" I asked as I pouted and turned a little to showcase my butt.

He didn’t answer.

“Can I wait for Sofia for a few minutes?” I asked.

“Yes,” Is all he said.

I sat on the sofa and crossed my long legs. Mr. Lopez looked at me, then he looked at my legs. Yet he didn't move or say anything. After waiting for a few moments and watching the TV I realized there was a strong sexual tension in the air. To be honest I was getting damn horny and my pussy was lubricating. I shifted in my seat and after a few more seconds got up and walked across the room and looked out the window to look for Sofia. I looked over my shoulder at her father and smiled.

This was too much for him as he finally got up and walked over to stand behind me. When he got to me he put both arms around me and grabbed my tits firmly. I didn’t resist. I pressed back into is 6’ frame and moaned at the warmth of his hands.

"You're a very naughty and bad little girl." he told me then squeezed my tits.

"Oh my God Mr. Lopez you have such big strong hands," I moaned as he rubbed my tits. His speaking Spanish was making me really turned on

"And you want me to be happy that you're my daughter's best friend. Look at what you're doing right now. You little slut," he said in a low guttural voice.

A hand ran up and down my ass, rubbing it and mauling it.

"Oh that feels so fucking good," I replied closing my eyes.

Then his hands left my body. I thought he changed his mind but then heard his zipper open, I looked over my shoulder. Mr. Lopez was taking out his huge fat cock with the biggest mushroom head I had ever seen. I gasped and wondered how it was going to fit in me, it looked like a hockey puck. When he caught me staring as his dick, he smiled and spanked my ass with his cock.

"Do you like this big fat Spanish cock?" he snickered.

"Oh my God it’s so nice," I moaned. It wasn’t long but it was thick, thinker than most I had had in me to that point in my life.

He pulled my top off and raised my tiny skirt up to expose my cunt and ass and ran his middle finger into my hot wet hungry pussy. I arched my back and spread my legs a little more and moaned.

"Dam you are a little slut. See that's why I don't want my precious little girl hanging around with you. You're a horny little slut and I don't want my daughter to act like you," he said as he shoved his fat finger into my pussy.

"Oh please Mr. Lopez I'm a good little girl. I will do anything you want me to," I moaned as her probed my wetness.

He spanked my ass with his thick cock again as it grew harder and grabbed my ass with his other hand. He stopped fingering me and grabbed both of my hips. I bent over slightly to allow him access to me. Then he pushed the head of his cock between my pussy lips and rubbed it up and down along my wet slit.

"Trust me baby there is nothing little about you. Show me what a good girl you are," he ordered me as he played with my tits.

I grabbed the wall and began pushing back onto his fat cock, It was difficult standing up like this but I pushed back harder into him until it slipped in with a popping sound. He gave my ass a smack with his hand as he moaned. His thick cock was spreading me apart and it hurt but felt good at the same time

"Come on you nasty little slut. Fuck your self with on big cock," he ordered again.

"You're too big. It won't fit no more," I moaned.

He grabbed me with both hands digging his fingers into my hips. Then he used his feet to spread my legs more. He began forcing more of his fat cock into me. I screamed and moaned begging him to stop. But the more I screamed the harder he pushed. Finally, I could feel his big fat hairy balls on my ass. His thick hard cock was deep inside me. Every inch was throbbing in my hot wet tiny pussy.

"This is what happens to nasty little teases. Your dad should have taught you that. Now I'm going to teach you what sluts are made for," he snarled into my ear.

Slowly he pulled out his fat cock then without warning he rammed it all the way into me. I screamed and squeezed my legs together. He laughed then spanked me once again.

"Take it like the little whore you are." he moaned.

Again, he slowly pulled out then rammed it back in. He did this for several minutes until I got used to his thickness and stopped screaming so loud. Then he picked up the pace. He began fucking me hard and fast. Our bodies where slapping against each other loud as he fucked me deep.

"YES, YES, YES, OH MY GOD," I moaned as he fucked me.

"Fuck your white slutty cunt," he answered.

He grabbed my hair and pulled me back onto him and with his other hand undid my shirt and began to grope my tits. His hand cupped my breasts and then pulled on my nipples.

"Fucking whore," he moaned into my ear.

"OH YA, OH YA," I purred as he fucked me with his thick cock.

"Come on you little slut fuck my fat cock," he told me.

My hips where moving as we separated and met each other's thrust I couldn't believe how hot and wet I was on his cock. Every time our bodies met I had to grunt and moan because I could feel every inch penetrating my pussy. The big fat head slammed my G spot and sent waves after waves of pleasure. It was a different feeling as his thickness rubbed me in the most perfect way.

I picked up speed rotating my hips as we fucked like rabbits. Faster and harder I began to back onto his thrusts harder. My moans became louder as I felt myself building to an orgasm. Looking over my shoulder I saw the wicked smile on his face. His eyes told me that he wanted me.

He pulled my hair back forcing me to arch even more than before.

"After you cum on my cock, you're going to get on your knees and swallow my cum. Do you understand me you little cock sucker?" he asked.

"YES, YES OH MY GOD," I screamed as my hands gripped the wall and my whole body stiffen.

Wave after wave of pure pleasure ran through my body as Mr. Lopez kept fucking me hard. I screamed in ecstasy as my juices gushed out onto his thick cock. Every thrust brought more pleasure. I screamed and let the orgasm take me. I felt my cunt milking his cock as it spasmed and I gushed my pleasure. As I came down he slowed to a steady rhythmic fucking. My whole body was still stiff as I tried to compose myself. It had been a while since a man had fucked me so hard and deep. I felt wonderful, a woman.

Again, I looked over my shoulder as Mr. Lopez slowly and methodically pushed and pulled his cock into and out of my wet pussy. I could hear the wet squishing sounds as his cock went in and out; his thick cock glistened with my juices as he enjoyed my tiny hole.

"Are you ready to suck cock? Show me what a great cock sucker you are," he ordered me.

He took out his cock and stepped back so I could get on my knees. I slowly kneeled before him and began licking his cock without touching it with my hands. Kissing and licking my way from the mushroom head to his balls, I cleaned his cock of my sweet juices. Using both hands, he grabbed my head and slowly began to shove his massive cock into my hungry little mouth.

"Dam Tory, you have such a pretty little mouth. It looks so hot, especially with my cock in it," he laughed.

Then he began pumping his cock harder. I opened my jaw as wide as I could and the head started to hit the back of my throat as he gripped my head and shoved his cock hard into my mouth. Soon I felt his balls hit my chin as he fucked my mouth as hard as he had done my pussy. All I could do was try to breathe.

"Here I cum. That's it baby suck my cock. Oh fuck yea, I love your mouth as much as your tiny pussy. Here it cums baby. I'm almost there. Ay. Ay. FUCK!" he grunted.

I felt his thick gooey load hit the back of my throat as he came hard. Several more shots came down my throat. There was no possible way I could have swallowed his entire load there was so much of it. Most of it went down my throat but some was dribbling out of the corners of my mouth as I choked and swallowed cum and cock. My eyes were watery and I felt his cum drip off my chin onto my tits. He kept shoving his cock deeper and deeper as he unloaded buckets of cum down my throat. After like what seemed like forever, he let go of my head and I fell back trying to catch my breath.

Breathing hard and smiling he looked down at me while I was still kneeling. He grabbed his cock then began to gently slap my face with it. Slowly, he rubbed the head on my lips then pushed it back into my mouth.

"Fuck you're the best cock sucker I've ever had." he told me as he rocked his hips back and forth into my mouth again.

I smiled up at him with his cock deep in my mouth. Slowly, I pulled it out and put it between my tits.

"So can Sofia and I still be friends?” I asked as I tit fucked his dick.

He grabbed my head and shoved his fat dick down my throat once again.

"Tory as long as I can fuck you like today, you can be friends with Sofia but we can’t tell her about this," he replied.

"OK," I answered as I swallowed his cock once again.

I learned already that no man could say no to me when I have half his cock down my throat and I'm playing with his balls.

I cleaned him off and then got up and got dressed. I went to the bathroom and cleaned up.

I gave him a kiss on the cheek and went to work.

Sofia learned eventually that I was fucking her dad and this split up our friendship which I regret but I don’t regret fucking him. He was a good lover and we spent a lot of time in my bed.

He wasn’t my first older guy and not my last but he certainly was the thickest cock I had fucked to that point and I do miss him. For some reason his cock fit just right and made me cum a lot.

Oh well there are plenty of men out there, right guys? Lol

Tory xoxo

Hi peeps,

This one is for those ladies (and guys) who have tried shaving some or all of the hair from their hot spots and were less than satisfied with the results. For many of us, there is nothing more erotic than the look and feel of a soft, bare pussy...and some girls enjoy when their men are completely hair-free as well. Personally, I like a man to be shaven as well, I hate an unruly mass of tangles...if you don't want to go bald at least trim it up, guys!

As for me, I love the way my pussy looks when it is completely bare, but I have had absolutely disastrous experiences with shaving. I tried all of the tips for shaving...using brand new razors, soaking in the tub, using thick creme conditioner, etc. No matter what I did, I still ended up with painfully swollen follicles/pores, itchy red bumps, and downright uncomfortable pain for days. No thank you! Then I decided to try what most salons call a "full-off" bikini wax (not to be confused with a "Brazilian," which I will discuss briefly later on). Yes, I know, most of you are cringing at the mere thought of some stranger applying hot wax to your most sensitive spots and then yanking all of your hair out at the roots...but I promise, it's not that bad! And trust me, you will be SO GLAD when you see the results.

First of all, being self-conscious is an obstacle you will just have to get over, because it's pretty damn hard to do it yourself. And I wouldn't let anyone other than a professional do it, either no matter how confident your partner may be, you just can't risk it. A trained professional can get the whole job done in about 15-20 minutes, and the results will look much nicer (and you won't feel the urge to punch them in the face when they are done, which cannot necessarily be said for a partner who botches your “at-home” wax job!).

A couple of distinctions should be made between the types of waxes that you can have done. First, a run-of-the-mill bikini wax leaves some hair behind, the most common being the "landing strip" (a strip of hair about an inch long, starting at your natural hair line and extending down toward your pussy lips). Some professionals can even shape the hair that is left into shapes or patterns (triangles, hearts, downward-pointing arrows, etc.)

A "Brazilian" bikini wax is when all of the hair comes off...and I do mean ALL. Once the front is bare, you flip over and the crack of your ass is waxed too. Most women don't have much hair in that area anyway, but they feel more comfortable knowing there aren't any strays. Personally, I don't want the wax going anywhere near my ass...and if my guy doesn't like that, then maybe he should leave his hipocracy at the door and go with me to have HIS ass waxed!

What I have my waxer do is considered a "full-off" bikini wax. That means all of the hair is waxed from the pubic area and the lips, all the way down to where the lips end. No flipping over for the backside with this one.

So, once you decide what type of wax you want and you find a reputable salon to do the job, be sure that your hair is no longer than about a quarter of an inch. If it is longer, you'll want to trim it a little so that it does not get tangled when the wax is applied. And be condsiderate of your waxer make sure you shower a couple of hours before you go. But don't use any lotion in the area, or the wax won't adhere properly. You may also want to take a couple of Tylenol or other pain reliever about an hour beforehand. This will help dull the sensation when the hair is pulled from the roots. Another very important point for the ladies: DO NOT make a waxing appointment just before or during your period. You are much more sensitive at that time, and it hurts like HELL. (Trust me, I made that mistake only once!)

Wear comfortable clothes to your appointment; nothing that will chafe the area afterwards. I normally wear a skirt or loose shorts and no panties...this way my skin is not irritated by any clothing rubbing in the area when I am done. When you arrive, you might want to use the restroom quickly, to make sure you are nice and refreshed. When you meet your waxer, don't feel weird about it. Your pussy is not the first, nor the last, that she will see in her lifetime. If you feel uncomfortable or have any questions, don't hold back. You need to let her know this is your first time, and she can help you ease into it.

Once you have stripped from the waist down, your waxer will most likely have you lay on your back with one leg straight and one bent with your knee resting on the table. She will then apply the wax with a wooden applicator. The wax should be comfortably warm, NOT hot. If it feels too hot to you, speak up! I have a pretty high threshold for pain in that area and I once made the mistake of not saying anything when the wax was warmer than usual. I received three very nasty burns, NOT a good time.

After the wax is applied, a cloth strip is placed on top and pressure is applied for a couple of seconds to adhere the strip to the wax. Here's where most people tense up and get ready for the pain which is the worst thing you could do. Yes, she is going to yank the strip and all of the hair is going to come out at the roots, but if you tense up, it is going to hurt much worse than it will if you relax. I recommend concentrating on taking slow, deep, controlled breaths so that you are not thinking about when the strip is going to be ripped off. Do NOT hold your breath! I'll be honest...it does hurt a bit, but not nearly as much as I thought it would the first time. It's like when you pull a band-aid off your arm...very quick and over with. On a scale of 1-10, I would put it at a 4 or 5. Your waxer will continue this process until all of the hair is removed on one side (or as much as you ask for) and then she'll have you switch legs so she can do the other side. She will then use tweezers to pluck out any stray hairs that the wax may have missed.

When you are all done, the waxer may apply talcum powder, lotion, or some other ointment to soothe and calm the skin. I have also had my waxer use a product called "Tend Skin," which helps keep the hair follicles clear so that you do not get ingrown hairs. Beware, this stuff BURNS and it hurts worse than the waxing does. However, it works wonders in keeping away red bumps and ingrown hairs, so I think it's worth it. You can buy the stuff and apply it every day for about a week to keep the follicles clear for the hair that is going to start coming back in.

One thing you might want to consider also: don't plan on having sex or playing in that area at all for the rest of the day. It's just too sensitive, and you can actually cause red bumps and irritation if you mess with it too much. Just relax, you and your partner will have plenty of time to enjoy your bare little pussy!

Now, here's the best part about getting waxed. It's amazingly soft and smooth, and it stays that way for two or three weeks...even longer if you use a hair-inhibiting lotion like Jergens! Keep in mind, though, that your hair grows at all different rates, so you may see some stubble coming in after a few days. These are hairs that were below the surface when you got waxed, and you can just use tweezers to pluck them out. Your hair will eventually all get on the same schedule, and you won't have that issue.

Another bonus: with continued waxing, your hair starts growing in much softer and thinner, making each waxing less painful. In addition, fewer hairs will grow back in, and that's always a plus. My waxer has told me stories of women whose hair has stopped growing back altogether, and they only come in every few MONTHS to have touch-ups done. The theory is that your hair follicles will eventually get "tired" of having the hair ripped out all the time, and they will simply stop producing more hair. Whatever you do, DO NOT shave in between waxings! Your hair will go back to that thick, coarse texture and it will hurt every time you get waxed.

So, that's about it. The result is a sexy-as-hell look that you and your partner will love. You'll both love to touch, stroke, and maybe even lightly slap it until you're ready for some more steamy action. Not only that, but who wouldn't want to go down for hours on a pussy with no stray hairs getting in the way. In terms of cleanliness and taste, you just can't beat it. YUMMY.

The day I met David, my ex, was awesome. He seemed so cool, handsome, such a hunk and was my knight in shining armour. I was juggling college and a 30 hour a week job and I was smack in the middle on exam week. I was tired and was on my way home early from working at the men’s club and to boot I had an exam the next day at college. I was stressed to say the least thinking of my exam and how much I didn’t study. My mind on school I wasn’t thinking of what I was doing or where I was going. Well as soon as I heard the loud bang I knew my tire had blown, even before the wheel in my hand began to pull. I fought to bring the car to the side of the road. Damn! Why had I chosen to take Steele’s home was my first thought, why hadn't I stayed on the 401? Getting out, I saw exactly what I most feared. The rear left tire, completely flat. Even if I knew how to change it, I was hardly dressed for it. My heels, white stockings, short skirt, most inappropriate for tire changing plus I just had my nails done. I sighed and got back into the car.

Nothing to do but call for help, I realized. I reached for my cell. Damn! The battery was dead! Stupid me, I had forgotten to recharge it. Shit! Now to sit and wait. It was a nice spring evening, not too cool but I kept the car running for heat, fifteen minutes passed, then thirty, even though I waved to several passing cars not one had stopped and I could not see any gas stations or plazas I could walk to up or down the road. Frustrated, I began to face the unpleasant reality that I might have to get out and walk back to the gas station I passed a few kilometres back. But just as I was throwing my jacket on and getting out of the car to begin my trek, a car came down the road. I raised my arms and began to wave again. Thank goodness it stopped.

As the driver stepped from the car I caught my breath! Wow! He was a GQ type, way over 6 feet and well built older , thirty something guy. His jeans looked as though they were painted on, so tight I could clearly see the muscles of his thighs and the bulge in his pants. His white shirt had the cuffs rolled up just right, my God is all I thought. I could tell he liked what he saw in me as I smiled and explained my situation. His eyes roamed my body more than a few times as he assured me he would have me back on the road in no time.

I opened the trunk and let him get the jack and spare out, as I stood and watched, he bent to the task of replacing the tire. Watching his muscles move under his shirt and him getting dirty had a strange effect on me. It had been weeks since I was with someone. I was ovulating and horny as hell and add to that I was spending way too much time studying and working lately. My knees felt weak as he looked at my legs and I noticed I started to feel a moistening between them. My God what was I doing, I just turned 19 and I’m flirting with this stranger I thought. I tried to calm myself but I was incredibly turned on by this guy.

 I blushed and looked away up and down the road. He chuckled and bent to change my tire. I turned my attention back to him and watched his back, his butt, his hair, as he worked. Not noticing him looking me over as he worked, I began to fantasize about him about how big his cock might be and what it looked like and was shocked back to reality with the words "All done". There was a noticeable bigger bulge in his pants than when I first saw it as he stood. He was looking me in the eyes and seeing where I was looking and he chuckled again. Could I be more obvious as I chidded myself. Why didnt I just put a "I want you" sign on?

I asked if I could pay him his help but he waved his muscular arm and said no. Horny I became bold and asked if he wanted my number. I caught my breath as he smiled and hesitated before saying "I loved watching you while I was working, you are a beautiful girl”. I smiled, my eyes doing their best tramp impersonation as I stood there flirting fully now not knowing what to say.

"Hmmm…" he replied, "I can see that we could become good friends”, and took a step towards me. “May I be of any other assistance?" he said

The smile on his face melted any resistance I might have had. I stepped up to him, and asked, “ What did you have in mind”?  I was shaking now with the excitement of the moment He grasped my waist and without a word, he lifted me up and seated me on the hood of my car. I giggled my approval. Then he forcefully spread my legs, and knelt between them. In seconds his fingers slipped under my skirt, grasping the waistband of my panties. I lifted my ass off the car to allow him the room to pull my panties down over my hose, my shoes, and off. He casually tossed them through the open window of my car and then bent to his task.

The warm metal of the car hood on my bare ass contrasted sharply with the cool air and heat of his lips and tongue as he explored my depths. My labia tingled with pleasure, my clitoris throbbed at his touch as I pushed myself to him. When his tongue plunged deep into my vagina my hands grasped his head and held it there, allowing him to taste me deeply. I was now free flowing with my sex juices and his face was smeared with them yet still he persisted. I laid back on the warm hood of the car, spread my legs wide, grasped them with my hands, and surrendered to his tongue. Within moments my orgasm was starting. I shook with the pleasure his mouth was bringing me. I cried out in ecstasy as the feelings of intense pleasure cascaded through my body. Finally, orgasm completed I collapsed, gasping for breath.

When I opened my eyes I saw he had unzipped his pants and in his hand was his thick, swollen incredibly nice penis. The purplish head seemed to wink at me as he stepped between my legs and plunged it hard into me. I screamed in sheer joy as his shaft filled me, sliding across my vaginal walls, forcing me wider than I had been in a long time. I felt the head of his cock push against my cervix and another orgasm welled up in me. I began to buck my hips in time with his thrusts, wanting it deeper, harder, filling me totally. I made noises that road had never heard before, each thrust of his wonderful penis causing me to shout louder and louder.

A third orgasm, the most intense yet, exploded through me as I felt his cock release its load. His cum hit the back of my vagina. I swear I could feel every gush of his semen. Too much… he kept spurting and spurting. I could feel it ooze out on each back thrust, getting on the car, sliding down the front. I cared not. My legs wrapped around him, pulled him in close. I used my vaginal muscles to milk the last of his juice from his cock. Finally, completely spent, he withdrew his cock from my vagina with a sucking sound. I raised up, smiling and got off the car.

We stood there putting ourselves back together and once done exchanged numbers. I didn’t want to get cum all over my car seat so put my panties back on. We kissed goodbye and parted ways. It felt awesome to have been fucked so nicely. I didn’t know it then but in 2 months I would be living with him and doing much more. We would be engaged at six months after this initial encounter but as I will tell you later, marriage was not to be.

Ciao Tory

Hi all,

This is a story about my first encounter with an older man. I have always sought the attention of older guys/men. My counsellor told me this is because of the lack of a male figure in the family. My parents divorced when I was 3 years old and my dad never did pursue custody or regular visits. He had remarried and has other kids. I always felt abandoned. Anyway enough whining, suffice to say I was the “quiet” teen in rebellion and was no princess where guys were concerned let me tell you but I always presented the “perfect” picture. I never did get into police trouble or drugs or rage out of control.

I am, and have always been a very easygoing person. I get along with just about everyone, and rarely ever argue with anyone. I'm a good daughter to my mom, never causing her any trouble. That's why if she ever knew about my preference for older men, she would be shocked and disappointed. So, of course, throughout my teenage years I traded through boyfriends my age like I traded through clothes. They never did satisfy me as they were never concerned with my pleasure, only their own. Once they came that was it.

None of them ever lasted long, and none of them meant more then a quick fuck. I daresay they didn't mind.

Although I never did more than dream, I definitely had a few fantasies. Mostly revolving around my male teachers, and one particular older neighbour.

I called him Mr. Cauzey. He lived across the street from our house, and I grew up knowing him. He was widowed as far back as I can remember, and was always kind to me. He was a very quiet man, never talking unless he had to. When I first started noticing my fantasies for older men, he was the first that ever came to mind. He was handsome a little over fifty, with dark graying hair. He was fit for his age as he jogged a lot. All my life I had helped him in his garden every spring and summer. He was kind and understanding and I guess was as close to a father as I had.

It was almost exam time at school I was in grade 10 and maturing faster than most girls my age. I had the idea that I wanted to make my fantasy come true and find out how an older man was to be with. So when that spring came I was constantly home, waiting to catch Mr. Cauzey puttering in his garden. Finally, on one of the warmest days yet, I did.

It was Saturday morning, and I was getting the mail. My mom was at work, and my older sister was showering, and getting ready to go shopping. It was already very warm outside. I saw Mr. Cauzey taking his garden tools into the backyard, and closing the six-foot high wooden fence.

I went back inside my house and put my plan in place. I changed into my bikini top and bottom. I threw on the shortest skirt I could find, and a thin short sleeve button up shirt. I left the last few buttons undone, as well as the first two. I stepped into my sandals and left my sister a note, saying I was taking a walk, then I started over to Mr. Cauzey's.

I opened the gate and smiled broadly at Mr. Cauzey, "Hey Mr. Cauzey, I thought you might need some help pulling weeds again this year."

He smiled in return and answered, "Of course Tory, it has been some time since you've helped me back here." He sat back and I noticed he surveyed me as I walked over to him, I bent over to kiss him on the cheek. I made sure my shirt gaped open to give him a nice view of my cleavage. My lips scraped against the rough stubble of his unshaven cheek and I felt my thighs tighten. Dear god, I wanted him so bad.

He coughed as I straightened, and I kneeled in front of him, my back facing him and started pulling weeds from on my hands and knees. I kept my nice firm ass in the air, the material of the skirt riding up, and straining against my butt. I could practically feel his eyes on me, and I felt my cunt start to get wet. I fought not to squirm or make a sound. We worked silently for a while, the sun beating down on us. I occasionally glanced back in time to catch his eyes on me.

Finally he got up and told me to take a break as he went inside to get us some water. I took a seat at the table on his deck and waited for him to come back before I started unbuttoning the shirt, claiming I was too hot to keep it on. Again I felt his eyes on me and had to clench my legs together to keep from squirming as I watched him watch me through the hair that had fallen in front of my eyes.

I slid the shirt off slowly and I couldn't keep my eyes off him as I revealed the skimpy red bikini I was wearing. It barely constrained my breasts. He coughed again and sat down quickly. But not before I saw the growing bulge in his shorts.

I smiled at him, the smile was more satisfaction then anything, and as he turned a deep shade of red and continued to survey me curiously, I wondered if he had noticed. He passed me one of the two glasses of ice water he was holding and I sipped at it, before setting it down and scooping out one of the ice cubes. This was a point of no return and as my heart pounded I decided to let him know I was available so I sat back in the chair and slid the ice cube over my lips slowly then down my neck, over my collarbone, and down my chest. His eyes followed the ice cube's progress all the way down to my belly button, and then back up again where he caught my eyes and realized I had been watching him. He knew I was teasing him and I could tell he was somewhat uncomfortable and probably wouldn’t make the first move. I had to do it.

I stood up, and dropped the ice cube back in my drink before walking over to him. He watched me in silence, his mouth was open slightly, and his face looked surprised. I placed my hands on his shoulders, and tossed my leg over his lap to the other side. I slid down him slowly till I sat snuggly in his lap and my mouth was a breath away from his.

"Mr. Cauzey," I whispered his name before pressing my lips to his. His hands hovered by my sides before he finally pulled me against him and kissed me back. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my pelvis and I rolled my hips just to hear him moan. It made me catch my breath and I forced my tongue into his mouth, which he took in gladly. His tongue teased mine gently, and I pulled back slowly, nibbling on his bottom lip. He slid his hands up my stomach and under my bikini, cupping my breasts. I arched my back and moaned, as his older rough hands felt wonderful as he teased at my nipples.

"Maybe we should go inside," Mr. Cauzey suggested. We lived in a very quiet suburban neighborhood, and after my moan I think he realized we were going to be anything but quiet. I nodded my assent and he cupped my ass and carried me inside.

Before he closed the door I saw another male neighbour peeking over the fence and smiling. This summer might be more eventful then I had first thought.

Mr. Cauzey dropped me on the kitchen counter and grabbed a handful of my hair, yanking my head back. He started biting and sucking on my neck, the grip on my hair became almost painful which only made me moan again.

"You like this you little whore, don't you? You want me to be rough, you little slut." He tore off my bikini top and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth roughly.

"Oh god, yes! Yes, Mr. Cauzey." I shivered and bit my lip. His hand released my hair and moved around my waist to pull me closer to him. My legs wrapped around his waist and I pushed myself as tightly against him as I could. He grunted and pulled away from my tits to meet my gaze.

He pulled off his shirt, and I ran my fingers through the salt and pepper colored hair on his chest, before pushing him away from me. He looked startled and unsure as I got off the counter, but grinned as I dropped to my knees.

I slid my hand up his leg to cup and massage his groin as the other unbuckled his belt. I held his gaze as I unbuttoned, unzipped, and pulled down his shorts. His hard on was straining against his boxers, so I licked the length of it through his boxers, my eyes on his face, watching his reaction. His breathing quickened and his hands moved to play with my hair.

I pulled off his briefs to reveal his bulging, pulsing, cock. It wasn't the longest I had ever seen, but it was definitely on the thick side. Without waiting I sucked the head into my mouth, my tongue making circles around it, and tracing the ridge. I tasted his precum and moaned, my voice vibrating against his cock.

He made a sound and grabbed a handful of my hair before forcing his cock down my throat. I gagged a little due to the force and almost choked before getting control of my breathing and allowing him to force fuck my face. I let my gaze travel up his aged, weathered body as he fucked my mouth. Just seeing my fantasy so real, made me so hot.

I pulled up my skirt and plunged my hand into my bikini bottoms. I teased my clit and got my fingers moist from my own juices before finger-fucking myself at the same pace he took my mouth. I was writhing in ecstasy at the mixture of this old man's cock in my mouth and my fingers in my cunt.

Not long after that I came with a scream as he shoved his cock as far down my throat as he could and held it there while he grunted and shot his sperm down my throat. After swallowing everything down he pulled his half limp cock out of my mouth and wiped it all over my face.

I thought he was done but he picked me up again, and carried me up to his bedroom. After dropping me on his bed, with my legs hanging over the end, he got on his knees and pulled down my skirt and bikini bottoms baring my shaved and dripping pussy. He spread apart my legs and ran a finger up and down my slit before pushing a finger into me.

"You're so fucking tight..." I was trying so hard not to moan as I couldn't talk. His hand withdrew and stopped teasing my clit I thought I might scream.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when a rough stubbly cheek rubbed against the inside of my soft thighs. My hands tangled in his graying hair and he chuckled as I pulled his head into my snatch. I felt his tongue circling and circling my clit.

"Please, Please, Please..." I whimpered and he chuckled again before sucking my clit into his mouth, which halted all sound, and damn near had me cease breathing momentarily. "Yes, Oh, Mr. Cauzey, don't stop."

His mouth continued his ministrations until I was writhing and shivering in the throes of an orgasm. "Oh, fuck me, I'm cumming! Oh, god!"

I gushed all over his face and the bed. I could feel my juices leaving me as I came. When I finally came to, and could breath again, I saw Mr. Cauzey staring down at me with a glazed smile. He was pumping his thick, and once again hard, rod.  All I said was, "Fuck me."

"I'd be happy to my dear," He grinned and grabbed my ass, lifting it up off the bed and positioning himself at my entrance. He caught my gaze and rammed all of his cock in me in one thrust, his hairy balls pressed against my cunt. My hands gripped handfuls of the sheets and I screamed, my head thrown back. He started pumping himself into me, his hands palming my tits. My hard nipples were pressing into the middle of his palms.

I ran my hands up his arms, and stared at this old man, fucking me senseless. I loved it. He was sweating, and his breathing was ragged. My young body was being ravaged and thoroughly used by this old man and I was enjoying every fucking minute of it.

"Im such a dirty little girl," I moaned and my hands spasmed. My nails dug into his arms.

"You're a dirty little slut." He grunted out as I pushed myself up on my elbows and watched his cock ram into me, and glisten with my juices. He leaned down and kissed me again, his tongue ravaging and claiming my mouth. Pulling away he mumbled, "The pill?"

I nodded my head “yes” in answer and he swore. I came again, thrashing and clutching at his bed, my pussy spasming against his cock. His breathing became shallower and he started grunting with each thrust until finally he pushed his cock so hard into my pussy it hurt, and his hot cum started shooting onto me. I came again gushing onto his cock mixing both our cum together and making my hole very slippery. When he finished he rolled off of me panting and sweating on the bed. I lay there feeling his cum oozing from my tingling cunt.

"Why me?" He looked honestly curious.

"You've always made me hot, Mr. Cauzey."

"Really?" He smiled.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Cauzey. I've fantasized about you fucking me for a long time."

"Glad to be of service then."

"We haven't even begun Mr. Cauzey." My grin became tantalizing as I rolled over and crawled to him and we cuddled for a while before I got dressed and kissed him and left. “Call me Jim sweetie”, he said.

For the next several days, I worried that Jim would tell others. Not only did he not, but his manners towards me were impeccable. Later on if he spoke to me, around others, he referred to me as Miss Tory, which was nice.

The next school day I couldn’t contain my news and had to tell the girls. In the cafeteria, I went up and sat with four of the gang and told them about my seduction of Mr. Cauzey. I told them about our fuck session. They couldn’t believe I did a guy over 50 but I explained He was just what a girl needs after a long winter of bad sex with the guys at school. "He is old. but he is very good, is what I told them.

It wasn’t long before a lot of the girls knew about my adventure and it only enhanced my rep as a good fuck. I didn’t know it then but it would open the door to senior parties and events that I was thus far not included in all the time.

I don't know about you, but when I ovulate, I become very horny. That next week I was ovulating so bad my ovaries were sore but add to that, I wanted to be with him again and soon, as I had a deep need to continue my fantasy with him.

One afternoon that next week I cut my last two classes. It was about 1pm when I got home. No one was home yet, good. I dumped my bag at the door and went to my bedroom. I took off my jeans and wet panties and threw them in the hamper. I pulled on only a skirt and made sure my make up was good. I then ran across the street to his house and rang the doorbell.

 The door opened and I felt my pussy contract. He let me in and as I went to say something, he backed me to the wall and kissed me. I didn’t notice but he was hard already and he dropped his shorts as we kissed long and deep. He then lifted one of my legs, as he put his cock in me. I was standing on one foot, trying to keep my balance. His thrusts were so hard that they lifted me to my toes. I came hard, God did I cum. I could feel my juices running down my legs. He then pulled out of me and took me to his bedroom. This time he put my legs above my head, so that he could run that cock of his every-which-way in me. I came three more times as he drove into me hard. After I finished an orgasm he pulled out of me. He was near to cumming but he said he didn’t want to, not yet.

I was still on my back, legs around his shoulders when he gently, slowly, tenderly, eased the end of his cock past my cunt lips, down into me again. The wetness from my cum made my cunt lips slick and my vagina warm and slippery. Bit by bit, the length of his cock slid into me with ease. I did not have to see it, since I felt every twitch of my pussy hungrily accepting him. We fucked slowly for a long time as I watched him fuck me, his moans and face telling me he was enjoying the feel of my young pussy.

He pulled out of me after a while wanting to change positions. He was sweating and panting heavily. I loved his sweat on my skin and the smell of our sex in the room. Then, he sat at the end of the bed, with his back against the wall. Gently he placed me on his lap, facing him. He lifted my ass, slipping his cock into me when I was high enough. As I settled down on it, he grabbed my legs, placing one over each of his shoulders again. All my one hundred, ten pounds was now being used to force all of him into me. I used my hands to hold myself a few inches off his body. "Take a deep breath, and look up, Tory."

As I did, he put his hands on my shoulders to hold me, as his ass shot up and down with amazing power. I was now bouncing all the way down to his body, with his cock completely in me.

I started to come, a deep, deep orgasm that started in my spine."Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh," I screamed as it washed over me.

"Good girl, Tory. I knew that you could take it hard."

Take it, I did. He pushed his meat all the way in. I could feel his thrusts in my stomach and the pain of his cock pounding my womb and the pleasure of my orgasm was wonderful as I screamed.

"Should I keep on going sweetie?" he asked panting.

I nodded, as I could feel his slick cock sliding in and out in short powerful thrusts. "Oh fuck, you are so damn tight " You just feel so fucking tight, shit your little pussy feels good. I bet you spread your legs for all the boys in school don't you honey?" His dirty talk was making me hornier and I wanted to hear more, "Oh yesss, Jim."I humped my hips towards him as he fucked me, meeting his thrusts. At that point we were both panting, our faces and bodies wet with my cum and our sweat.

"I bet you hump your teachers at school just for the good grades, don't you sweetie?" I nodded, "Oh God, yes." "Fuck," he moaned. "I am so close. Oh shit."

 I was clinging to his shoulders as I came, my pussy was spread wide yet having a tight hold on his cock. "Oh fuck, Jim." "Ohhhh," he groaned. I could feel his warm sperm squirt into my pussy. His hot load made me feel like a whole woman.

I brought my legs down from his shoulders and fell forward against his chest, exhausted. He slowly lifted my ass and pulled his cock out of me. I felt a wince of pain, and some of his cum leak out. He was panting, leaning up against the wall sweat running down his body.

I put my hand between my legs, and scooped up some of his sperm with my finger and slipped it between the lips of my mouth. I tasted his cum and moaned. He tasted so good. And it felt so nasty and dirty and sexy because it had just come out of my pussy.

He slipped his finger in me and scooped a little bit of his cum onto his finger. I opened my mouth, and he fed it to me. He fed me this way for several more minutes, till I held onto his hand with my little hands, and started to suck his finger, as if it were a cock.

He chuckled and lifted me up and laid me down on the bed. I crawled underneath the covers and he did the same. He was laying on his back and I snuggled up closer to him. I slid my arm across his stomach and let it rest there. He put his arm around my shoulders.

I started to stroke his chest and play with chest hair. Poor Jim was still panting. I nuzzled my head up against his neck, giving him tiny licks.

He ran his hand up and down my arm, "Honey, you were great. You're only sixteen! Where did you learn to do all that?"

I giggled, "Well, you made it easy for me. I was just so horny, I couldn't help what I was doing."

It had been two weeks since Jim and I had sex I had only seen him once since then. when he went out for groceries, I snuck over to the mall and gave him a quick blowjob in the parking lot.

But last night he called me up on the phone. He explained that he thought I was a very sweet girl, but that there could be nothing more between us. After all, he explained, he was an old man and I was a minor, and the guilt of what happened was eating him up.

I agreed, as I didn’t want him to get into trouble. For some reason I didn't feel hostile towards Jim. I liked him just as much as I did before we had sex.

A few weeks passed and Jim and I didn’t have any sex. When I saw him in the street or in his yard he would just wave and smile. I approached him once and he told me he was serious about not being together.

It was the May 24 weekend and the neighbourhood party was going on.  I saw Jim in his yard and went over to talk to him. He told me he would be attending and that his brother was going to be there was well. Jim had explained that Dennis, his younger brother, would be staying with him for the whole weekend.

When it was time for the street party my Mom and I went out and mingled with the neighbours. We did our usual hello's and how are you's. But all the while I was just looking for Jim. Where was he? As if answering my thought, Jim came out of his house.

Jim said hello to myself and to my mom and others. I had a hard time keeping away from him, but I managed. I could tell Jim was horny just by looking at him.

Poor guy, I thought to myself. I guess my outfit didn't help. A black mini skirt , and stockings and a very cute and sexy black top. I looked like a little slut and my mom commented on the outfit but I wore it anyway, for him.

Jim’s house door opened and there stood Dennis, Jim's brother. They almost could've been twins they looked so much alike."Dennis," Jim introduced him. "You know some of these people of course. These are our neighbours Kate and her daughter Tory.

I rudely butted ahead of my mom and extended my hand, "Why hello Dennis, it's so nice to meet you." I gave him a knowing smile. There was a little twinkle in his eye, "It's very nice to meet you too, Tory".

We stood there for a moment. I giggled. It was going to be one hell of a party. After some mingling the BBQ got started and after that the fireworks. I had snuck a few drinks from the many coolers around and was feeling no pain. I was horny and wanted to get fucked. Jim was keeping his distance from me, I knew but his brother was not. He approached me a few times and we flirted. I found out he was Jim’s younger brother by 5 years but still older in my books. After a few hours it got dark and my mom went home but I stayed out with the hard core partiers having a few more drinks.

That’s when Dennis made his move and asked me if I wanted to get a drink at his brothers house. I jumped at the chance and soon we found ourselves in his brothers house. After a drink Dennis carried me upstairs to his bedroom and put me down and swatted my ass and told me to get in the middle of the room. I instinctively obeyed him. He sat down on the bed and unzipped himself. To my delight he was very well endowed. His cock was quite thick, and even though it wasn't hard it already seemed longer than Jim’s. He told me to strip for him. I took off my black top and undid my skirt. I folded everything carefully, placed them on a chair, and stood before him in stockings, bra and panties. He was drinking in the sight of me as he stroked his cock, telling me how beautiful I was. I wanted to tell him not to stop. He told me he liked the look of my tits and ass and legs and the rest of me was wonderful. I loved the attention.

He asked me to pose for him. I squeezed my tits together and bent forward, smiling. After that he directed me, told me to suck on my fingers, to show him my ass, to give my cheeks a quick slap. I did everything he told me, and I could feel myself getting wet as I performed for this old man. I could see his cock growing as he watched, and I couldn't stop myself from looking at it. He noticed, and told he to get on my knees and suck it.

I tried not to obey too quickly. I didn't want this man to know just how bad I wanted it. I approached him and fell to my knees, still dressed in my red lace panties and black stockings. I wrapped my hands around his cock and looked him in the eye as I took it into my mouth. Dennis watched me over his belly, smiling, telling me what a talented cock sucker I was. The dirtier he talked the harder I worked at worshipping his large cock. I licked it from the base to the tip, I fed it into my mouth until it pressed against my throat, I licked and sucked his balls when he told me to. I stuck my tongue out and let him slap his large dick against my tongue, and then my cheeks.

Dennis kept up his dirty talk. He said the usual jokes, like I could suck a golf ball through a garden hose, he told me I must have sucked on plenty of cocks to get so good at it, and other such comments. I must admit I loved it. I liked being treated as nothing more than a slut.

His cock was now at full mast. It must have been 8 inches, and was one of the longest I'd seen to that point in my life and it seemed heavy. I liked the heft of it in my hand. I stroked it slowly as I gazed at it. Dennis pulled me out of my reverie by standing up and taking my wrist. Dennis still dressed, his cock sticking out of his pants, and with me dressed in my bra, panties and stockings. He unclasped my bra and fondled my breasts, pinching the nipples and squeezing my tits. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back. Before I knew what was happening Dennis started kissing me. I hadn't expected to be kissed after sucking his cock and at first I just parted my lips in surprise, letting his tongue snake into my mouth. Slowly I began to respond, sucking on his tongue and following the lead of his kisses. He pulled away and smiled.

"You haven't done this before, have you?" He asked me. I knew he didn't mean I was a virgin, but that I'd never been with an older man. I told him I had. He asked me how much I charged. It was then I realized he was role playing and I was a hooker and he the client. This new game turned me on so much I felt my pussy contract hard sending a shiver through me.

"Not many working girls kiss their clients, or suck a cock without a condom, Tory." He also told me not many girls got wet when working, as his fingers slid under the elastic of my panties and felt my soaking cunt. I couldn't talk to him. One of his fingers found my slit and began slowly sliding in and out. I could feel myself softly shaking with lust. After a brief pause he continued kissing me, and I wrapped my hands around his neck and returned his kisses, while humping his finger like a dog in heat.

He then pushed me onto the bed, and told me to take off my nylons and panties. I did as directed and in a moment I was completely naked. Dennis was still dressed. I didn’t know then but I am submissive by nature, but being told I was paid for my services, and being naked in front of a fully dressed stranger, and having obeyed all of Dennis' commands up to now had put me into a very submissive mood. Had Dennis told me to call him sir for the rest of the evening I would have.

Dennis began taking off his clothes. His belly was white and soft, and the sparse hair on his chest was mainly white. Once he was naked he got on the bed and spread my legs by pressing outwards on my thighs with his large hands. I leaned back on my elbows and watched. He seemed fascinated by my young pussy. I'm almost completely shaved, with only a "landing strip" of blond hair above my pussy. It was incredibly exciting to have a man stare at my little fuck box as if it was the holy grail.

After a moment he started running his tongue over me, starting at my ass and going all the way to my clit. He licked me like a cat would, with long slow strokes. I lay back down and arched my back. His hands found my tits and I put my own hands on his big forearms. I closed my eyes and began to moan. He asked me if I liked that and I mumbled that I did. He asked me again, telling me to say it louder. I said I liked it again and again, losing a little bit of my self-control. Dennis would lick me and then tell me how pretty my cunt was. He slid his tongue into me and then up to my clit. He kept this up until I was close to having an orgasm. I could feel it building in me and I knew it was going to be a strong one. My breathing was getting quicker and I was gripping his forearms with such force I'm sure I left marks with my nails.

Before I could cum he stopped completely. His tongue left my pussy and his hands left my breasts. I almost wanted to cry with frustration. Dennis got up on his knees and pushed my calves backwards until my knees were practically on either side of my head. He positioned the head of his cock at my pussy and moved forward. I gasped a little as I felt myself spread wider than I had been in a long time. Dennis slowly worked himself into me, taking short, slow strokes and going a little deeper every time, watching himself all the while. Soon he increased his tempo and I felt myself rocking back and forth on the bed with his every stroke. He told me to play with his nipples while he fucked me, and I did. I did my best to squeeze them as he rammed into me faster and faster. He pounded into me with all his force, and drops of sweat fell from his body onto my tits and tummy. I wanted to rub my clit and cum, but I had to concentrate on his nipples.

Dennis stopped and told me to get on all fours. I quickly obeyed. I like doggy style, and the anticipation of having such a long, thick cock go deep into me was delicious. I put my head on the pillow and my ass in the air, and soon I felt his hands on the curve of my hips, as his knees moved my legs further apart until I was completely spread open for him. He pushed into me with more ease than before, and I imagine what I must look like to him, dripping wet and spread wide open. I had to use my hands to brace myself against the headboard.

I felt a warmth land on my cheeks, and then felt a finger rub liquid onto my asshole. I guess he must have let some saliva drip onto me and was using it to lube up my asshole. Dennis asked if I had ever had a cock up my ass. I told him yes.(when I was 15 I had a boyfriend who was pretty much obsessed with it, and we had experimented quite a bit.) Dennis asked if he could fuck me there and I said no. My old boyfriend had had a normal sized cock, and the idea of taking that monster into my ass was frightening. Dennis continued to fuck me from behind as he negotiated a price for my ass. He finally said he would double the one fifty if he could have my asshole. I was incredibly horny with this whore talk and agreed, but with more than a little foreboding.

The minute I said yes he pulled out of my pussy and I felt an immediate emptyness inside me. I was impressed by his staying power, but I hoped he'd cum quickly once he was in my ass. I didn't think I could take the pounding he'd given my pussy in that more tender area.

Once again, Dennis proved himself very skilled. He started by licking my little brown hole, slurping over my ass with abandon, and I responded by moaning and pressing myself against his face. Then he used one finger, and soon he had two inside me. He turned and twisted his wrist until the pain and discomfort receded. My body seemed to have a memory of being ass-fucked, because being spread open started feeling very good.

Patiently Dennis moved my fuck juice from my pussy to my asshole with the head of his cock. I liked the feeling of his smooth head going along my ass and pussy, and soon my asshole was lubed, open and ready.

Slowly, in complete silence, he began forcing his cock into my asshole. The only sound was our heavy breathing. His two fingers were not nearly the width of his cock, and I whimpered as it sank into my little forbidden treasure, inch by thick inch. There was a lot of pain, and I felt a few tears spill down my cheeks. In order to take my mind off the pain I began rubbing my clit as he worked his way into me. Dennis took this as a sign I was enjoying myself, and increased his tempo. I gasped and tried to stay relaxed as he began fucking my ass in earnest. I felt an orgasm building up inside me, and as I did Dennis began smacking my asscheeks, which has always been a major turn on for me. With rubbing my clit and my cheeks warming up, I was beginning to enjoy the sensation of being sodomized. I knew he was going fully in me, because Dennis would stop once he was immersed inside me and I could feel his pubic hair against my smooth cheeks.

I was on the edge of cumming, and little squeals of pleasure were escaping my lips. I was being rammed up the ass by a stranger, my pussy was still stretched and dripping, and I could still taste his pre-cum in my mouth. I felt equal parts slutty and liberated. I rubbed my hard clit faster and bit down on the pillow as I had a massive, toe-curling orgasm. I spasmed a few times and felt my hot liquid run onto my fingers and down my thighs. Dennis was getting close, and as I caught my breath he pushed hard into me sending a jet of cum deep into my ass. He thrust into me several more times and with each thrust he dumped more of his cum into me. When he finished cumming he pulled out of me  I felt a twinge of pain but it felt good to have him out of me. My ass was stretched and sore.

We lay beside each other for a moment. I didn't really want to cuddle with him or have any type of tender post-fuck conversation, so I got up and grabbed my clothes and went to the bathroom. Using a small towel I cleaned myself up as best I could. I dressed and looked at myself in the mirror. My make-up was smudged and my hair was a little messy but I knew I could go home like this. I was exhausted and both my pussy and ass were already feeling a little sore. I knew from experience they would be much worse tomorrow. I gave Dennis a kiss on the cheek and left him in the bedroom.

Jim was just coming in to the house as I was leaving. I smiled as best I could and told him “good night”.

When I got home I took a shower and went to bed with a slight buzz in my head from the drinks and with sore yet satisfied holes.

I did get with Jim again but not until later in the summer. Maybe I will tell you about that in another blog.

Ciao Tory xoxo

Hey ladies,

Hopefully this will get you to the next phase of the ultimate BJ.

Deeep throating, is definitely for the experienced blow job gal. To get to this stage you have mastered the BJ, can swallow his load which by now is a craving for you but if not, at the very least routine. By understanding your anatomy further you will begin to understand the requirements that will allow you to take the full length of your mans hard cock into your mouth and all the way down your throat without choking. I have taken 10 inches with no problem and if the opportunity presents itself (God I hope soon), I will try 11 or more inches, but I am a dreamer lol.

The biggest obstacle is the fact that your mouth is 5 to 6 inches deep from lips to the back of your throat and here is a bend of almost ninety degrees behind your tongue leading down into your esophagus. So the first thing you need to do is get his cock past that angle without you gagging or gasping for breath, choking and ruining the moment.

In order to get to this point you need to practice, practice, practice. Your man must cooperate and work with you until you perfect the technique. To practice this, get in a position where you can tilt your head in such a way that your mouth and throat lie almost in a straight line. The best way I found to accomplish this position is to lie on your back on the bed with your head positioned just over the edge and tipped sharply back. This position will put your mouth and throat nearly in a line and will allow him to approach on his knees giving you full control over how much of his cock you can take. You can then gently guide him in and out of your mouth at your own pace by grasping his buttocks and pulling / pushing him. Keep a firm grip on his cock with your lips and keep your tongue as straight as possible. Don’t worry about licking or massaging with you tongue and lips at this point, you just want to get used to his length entering your throat.

It is possible that not everyone will learn the "Deep Throat" technique until several practice sessions such as this have been completed, but this should not stop you from practicing. Tell your man to be patient and that it will definitely be well worth the wait. You must learn to allow your throat to relax completely , become “open” and able for you to breathe through your nose instead of your mouth.

Pull his cock as deep into your throat as you comfortably can. To do this long enough for him to completely orgasm and cum down your throat is very difficult and may require much practice. It may be that you will be able to take his cock completely down your throat, but you will not be able to maintain a good grip with your mouth. If this is the situation, then pull, push and suck as deeply as you can until he is just about to erupt. As his cum starts to pump in to your mouth, pull him past your tonsils and hold him still for as long as you can. Next time you will know precisely what to expect and how to react. It is important for the first few times at least that you let him know that you must be in complete control of his cock in this situation because only you know how much you can comfortably take. If he is smaller than 7 inches it will be much easier. The sensation of his throbbing cock sending his warm load down your throat is very satisfying, at least it is for me.

After several practice sessions,you will learn to relax and will feel more comfortable each time. You will know precisely when he is about to cum and how much of his cock you can take and when to take it.

If you are feeling comfortable at this point, let him fuck your mouth at his own pace. It is possible to take a full 10 inch cock all the way past your tonsils and deep into your throat. If he is un-cut you will feel his foreskin peel back as it eases past the back of your throat just as it does when he first enters your cunt. As he fucks your throat, he will not be able to or want to hold back for very long. The pure sensation of his foreskin pulling back and forth deep inside your throat will bring forth his cum.

Another technique, which is not really deep throating but will satisfy those larger cocks just the same to clench your hand around his cock as near to the base as possible and as you go down on him with your mouth, pull slightly downwards and on the way up, pull slightly upwards pulling his foreskin back and forth over the corona. Keep your clenched hand close to your mouth and this will feel to him like his whole cock is engorged and again will produce his cum.

I believe the amount of cum a man produces is a direct result of how much pleasure you have given him. At least that is my experience and I have had a lot where BJ’s or deep throating are concerned.

Once you are comfortable and ready to go from practice to free style you will be able to do his cock comfortably on your knees and not have to be inverted on a bed. You will know what to do upright and how to take your man.

Once you are able to do this you have accomplished the ultimate for men. Now you can deep throat, breath and take him anytime for as long as he can remain erect. You can also introduce humming while deep throating him (hence the “hummer” terminology). Many men dream of women that can do this properly and he will likely prefer this to fucking your ass or pussy. I always like to hear what other women do to improve the experience for their man and may adopt new ideas into my regimen to see how it is so please let me know what you do and comment on my blog.

Ciao Tory xoxo

I was 14 and started going with my first real boyfriend who later took my virginity. We were inseparable, and were beginning to experiment more with foreplay and doing oral. On one of these occasions he was fingering me very hard and ended up causing me to bleed I later realized what had really happened and that was that I had lost my virginity to his fingers so later that night we went to his place and did the deed for real. It was time for me anyway. I had learned how to give a pretty good blow job and wanted to experience everything. His name was Josh and he had heard of the dare at the party and didnt care if it was true but looking back that probably what attracted him to me at first.

During our first time that night I remember looking at the ceiling over top of me as he entered me thinking to myself, "this kinda hurts" and " I don't think I like this." I was not impressed at all with my first time or any other times that I would have with Josh. At that time I didn't know why I didn't have the great time I was told about by my friends. One day he told me that his style is different then any other guys and that was instead of using his hips to manoeuver his penis into the girl, he would use his feet to push. I think he knew he couldn't please me and often told me during sex to just fake it so that he could think he was doing a good job. We rarely used protection (I know, STUPID!) And yes I did become pregnant and I thankfully mis-carried  at 4 weeks or so.

I was never very attracted to other guys after we finally broke up because of the experience but always had a mission to have my first orgasm with a guy. A couple of months after i lost my virginity we broke up. I think a lot of the reason I didn't like sleeping with my Josh is because he didn't appear to know what he was doing, like instead of grinding down deep into me, he would just slam aimlessly. Another thing that grossed me out was the fact that his penis and balls were so small, I know there's nothing wrong with that but for me this was a turn off. I had read and was told that this can be an issue which much later I learned was not what and guy had but how he used it.

Well here is my first Blog. My experience with them have been limited and I didn’t know what to say. I read one site that was way to cerebral and not fun at all. Others have been egotistic and yet others boring. I did see a blog that a woman was writing that was all about her “guy” experiences and that seems cool seeing as I am just out of a long tern relationship that didn’t end well. But I can’t start at the end right? So I will start at the beginning. My first experiences.

Growing up I was more of the odd ball, I wasn’t very tall but very skinny with short straight blonde hair. We didn't have a lot of money so I never had the name brand cloths or the great lunches like a lot of my other class mates had.

When I was five years old, I was diagnosed with a kidney disease, which resulted in me breaking out in hickey like marks all over my body more so in the warmer areas of my body than anywhere else. I spent a tremendous amount of time travelling to different doctors who at that time had no idea how to cure my illness. On a beautiful summer day, I became paralysed from the waist down from this disease, my parents got me to the hospital right away and there I stayed for eight days until I got better, and began to walk again. Luckily I was not plagued again after that for some unknown reason. Due to this disease though it did have permanent effects because I was taken off all dairy products my teeth were robbed of the calcium they needed to be bright and strong, needless to say this was another tease I was faced with during my school years.

I remained under weight until I was around 10 when I was diagnosed with Anemia and over active thyroid. Immediately I was placed on the necessary medications to build my iron up. Along with the medications came the diet, which slowly allowed me to gain the weight I needed. At the time of being diagnosed I was just over 4 feet and only weighed 60 lbs. The anemia was a result from the kidney disease I had in my younger years.

 I guess Im being to “real” I know you guys are waiting for the sexy stuff to begin and it will, I just needed to give you all a bit on who I was and some of the struggles I've had along the way. Anyway on with my history with guys……….

Well as luck would have it I got my period just before my 11^th birthday and my hormones started going full blast.Maybe it was the thyroid or the drugs or something else but needless to say I was one of those girls that wanted to experiment with sexual stuff early. It seemed like all I thought of was boys and I would catch myself staring at guys crotches alot. Yes even in grade 5 but I wouldn’t do anything about it until grade 9.

 Going through high school for the first 6 months was very trying for me. Here I was the short skinny girl with few friends and guys didn’t even look twice at me. I didn’t want to end up being the "square" one at graduation. I decided to get some professional help which was in the form of my older cousin, one of the popular people in the school. I was at a house party on March break with my older cousin who was in grade 11 and had invited me to after I begged her to. When we got there we had a few drinks and then someone started truth or dare and stupid me picked dare on my turn. The dare I drew out of the bowl was for me to blow a guy in the closet. One of the girls picked a new guy at our school who didn’t even speak English.

 So I was to perform oral for the very first time at 13 to a 17 year old guy who didn't even speak my language. Everyone started hooting and yelling and pushed us together and shoved us in a closet. Here I was expecting the worst and scared shitless. It was an odd experience, just him and I in a closet at a party and people chanting out in the room. I could hear the words "blow, blow blow" when he gave me a shot of something in a bottle. It was strong and calmed me a little We only had 10 minutes and there was no dam way I could walk out of the closet and not done the dare. He grabbed me and started kissing me, and then after a minute the time came for me to please him orally. He pulled down his pants for me, which he did pretty quickly. It was dim but I could see it. it seemed like a sausage and it was smoother than I expected as I touched it. I got on my knees and started licking and sucking it. After a minute he was rock hard and I could feel his cock throb as I slid my mouth and tongue on it. I had his thing in my mouth what seemed like forever not knowing what or when to expect of it. My jaw  was getting tired and I decided to remove my mouth  and rest for a second. I went to look out of the crack in the closet door and continued to pump his cock, when he came...ALL OVER THE FRONT OF MY BLOUSE!!  My God it was sticky  luckily my blouse was black and hid the wet spots well in the half light of the room. We cleaned up as much as we could and after I had got back to the group I told my cousin about my experience and that I officially done my first blow job. She just smiled and we kept on partying. Nothing else happen that night as I got to drunk and remember puking all over the bathroom. Needless to say it was my first full blown hang over as well. I felt like shit the next day and wanted to die but as I got better I knew I wanted more cock for sure.

Another oral experience was a few months later on camping on May 24 weekend when a friend and I had met these two older guys at a campground we were at with her parents. We met them at the park and we decided that later that night we would sneak out once her parents were asleep to go across the road into some bushes to hang out a bit and have a few beers. We were both very excited and whispered about who would go with who. Both guys were 18 and cute. Here we were a couple of  little whores planning our evening. Needless to say I was scared and excited at the same time.

When the time was right she and I left our tent to go over to the pre-arranged spot. Once we got near the spot it was so dark we didn't know which way we were going . The guys heard us and called to us we laughed and went across the road deep into the trees and bushes to sit and hang out, They had a small fire going  so we drank some beer the guys had stashed there and paired up, and after a while my girlfriend and her guy started necking so I decided to get some to and I grabbed my flash light and the hand of the guy I was with to go off on our own for a bit of fun.

 We got to a clear spot a few yards away and started kissing and making out a bit. He was feeling my tits and I could feel electric shocks going to my pussy. He laid me on the ground and started pushing his groin into mine but I wasn’t ready for that so I decided it was time to see what he had and grabbed his crotch and whispered into his ear that I wanted to blow him. I got on my knees as he got up and took off his pants. At first I couldn't see anything because he had so much hair and then all of the sudden his little friend popped out, and I couldn't stop my comment of "oh there it is!, as I giggled".  It was smaller than the one I blew at the party.

It was still such a state of discovery for me. I reached and started playing with it. It was so cool for me holding, stroking, a real live cock again. I watched it in the light that I was holding. And then he said it... "give it a kiss?" Pre-cum was oozing out the tip of his cock and I placed my lips against it. It was sticky on my lips and didnt have a taste to it. I then allowed his shaft to press past my lips and into my mouth. It got hard fast and grew in my mouth. I bobbed my head on it for a while. His moans were encouraging but I hardly noticed them I was so into feeling this cock in my mouth.

He took his cock out of my mouth and started to grab at my pants to take them off but I told him that it was as far as things were going to go that night. I got back in front of his cock and start sucking it again  He was cool with that. My cousin told me about how to deep throat a guy at the party, so I tried it. I deep throated him and it felt a little weird. I was amazed I didn’t gag when the head of his cock popped past the back of my throat, I felt my throat muscles relax and was pleased with the lack of gag instincts. I was so engrossed in this feeling that I was a little startled when he moaned and gasped loadly as he came immediately down my throat, I could feel his cock pulse and jerk on my tongue as his warm juice shot against the back of my throat. I gagged a little when he spewed his load but held my ground determined to do a good job. Needless to say I loved every gooey minute of it. I had a few more beers and blew him again that night before my friend and I went back to our tent  I didn’t see him the next day

We had a great weekend after that just my friend and I and although my friend just necked, my status rose a lot because I had given a guy a blow job. Once my friend told the other girls about it and of course the guys at school heard, I didn’t have any trouble finding a guy to go out with and my nick name in high school became ceebee which was short for SB which was an acronym for sperm bank. lol True.

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