Randy had kind of a bad reputation; he was the kind of guy Dad would hate. He’s tall and thin, with slicked-back hair, and likes to wear an open shirt with chains around his neck. I knew Dad would go crazy if he found out Randy had been around, but I was sick of being trapped in the house, so I was hoping he would stop and help. He pulled into the driveway and got out of the car. As he walked over to me, I looked down at my white T-shirt and realized that I had sweated right through my bra. My shirt was clinging to my breasts, making my pointy nipples stand out.
Randy looked me over and smiled. “Need a hand?” he said. I did, and I could tell he wanted to give me one.
I have to say I loved the feeling of Randy checking out my tits. I smiled back at him, and purposely bent over to show him something on the mower, giving him a good view of my ass beneath the brief cutoffs. Straightening up, I said that my dad would give me hell if the lawn wasn’t done when he got home. I put my hand on his shoulder and gave him a sad, wide-eyed look. “I would be so grateful if you could help,” I said.
Randy smiled. “I’ll see what I can do,” he said. He bent down to fiddle with the mower and I knelt down next to him, with my nipples just a few inches from his arm. I could feel a sexual tension between us, and it made me scared mostly because I was worried about Dad.
But I couldn’t help feeling excited at the same time. I could see a bulge growing in Randy’s black jeans, and at one point he glanced back and caught me eyeing his crotch. When he stood up his arm brushed my breasts, and he looked into my eyes. Then he pulled the cord on the mower and it started right up.
I let out a cheer, put my arms around Randy and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. His right arm circled my waist and held me to him, and I felt my sweaty nipples poking his chest through his open shirt. “Is that all I get?” he asked.
“What do you mean?” I answered innocently, but I didn’t pull away. He looked around, grabbed my hand and led me to the garage. I pretended to protest, but I went along. Once we were in the garage Randy wrapped me in his arms and kissed me.
I had never been French-kissed before, but I guess some things just come naturally. My mouth opened right up and our tongues intertwined. The feeling was indescribable. I had never even been alone with a guy before, and now here I was in a wet, clingy T-shirt, sucking on Randy’s tongue in my dad’s garage! Randy held me to him, and I felt his stiff prick poking into my side. I wanted to see it and touch it, but I was shy. We kept kissing with wet, open mouths, and Randy’s hands went to my breasts. He pulled my sweaty T-shirt over my head, removed my bra and rubbed my soft mounds. He tongued his way down my neck and sucked on my tits for a long time, kissing and licking them and lightly biting my nipples.
I was soaring up to heaven, leaning back against Dad’s work-bench, and I felt my pussy begin to tingle. Randy was rubbing my ass and lapping my tits as I held his head in my hands. Suddenly he stepped back and looked me over. I was standing there in my boots and shorts, with my glistening tits fully exposed, and with a look of raw inexperienced lust in my eyes.
“Well,” he said, “are you ready to reward me for my services?” “What do you mean?” I asked, pretending not to understand what he had in mind. Randy stepped forward, put his hand on my shoulder and gently pushed me to my knees. He looked down at me and slowly undid his belt and unzipped his pants. I knew what was coming and what he wanted me to do, and I couldn’t wait. My heart was pounding. I helped him pull his pants down to his knees, and then I discovered that he wasn’t wearing underwear.
The garage door was still open and we could easily be seen from the street, and I was on my knees with my face only inches away from the first hard, throbbing cock I had ever seen. I wasn’t sure what to do, so Randy held my head with one hand and rubbed his cock all over my face. I loved the smooth feel of his penis against my cheeks, lips and eyebrows.
“I serviced your equipment,” he said. “Now you’re going to do mine. You’re going to give me a nice long blowjob. Have you ever done this before?”
I shook my head no, closing my eyes in rapture as he continued to rub his cock on my face. “Are you ready?” he asked. I nodded, feeling like I was in a trance. I couldn’t wait to taste him. He put the tip of his cock against my lips and I opened wide, allowing him to ease the length of it into my mouth. “That’s good,” he said. “Now start sucking.” I wrapped my lips around his rigid tool and bobbed my head back and forth, sucking on his dick and rolling my tongue around the head. “Yeah,” he groaned. “Now play with my balls.” I kept sucking as I reached to massage his balls with my hands. I looked up at him, smiling around his cock and moaning softly to myself. It was wonderful. I never knew I could be so turned on. I took that stiff cock out of my mouth and licked all the way from the tip to the base, and then down to his balls. I put each of his balls in my mouth, swirling them with my tongue as I pumped his saliva-covered shaft with my hand. “You are one fine cocksucker,” Randy said.
I was crazed with lust. “I love your cock,” I replied in a sultry voice, looking into his eyes.
Randy asked if I would be his cocksucking slut from then on, and I moaned in agreement. “Man, everyone thought you were such a good girl,” Randy said then. “We never knew you’d go crazy with a big cock in your mouth. You keep this up and I’ll have a nice surprise for you.”
I looked up at him again and smiled as I licked his cock up and down like a lollipop and massaged his balls. Randy reached down to play with my tits, and then he took my head in both hands and began pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. I held on to his thighs and tried to breathe through my nostrils and relax my throat as he pumped.
“That’s it, girl,” he said. “Take my cock all the way in. Suck on it.” I kept taking him until he had pushed his cock all the way into my throat, and he groaned in ecstasy. My nose was buried in his pubic hair and his balls were slapping against my chin. I loved the sensation of having his cock all the way in me. He continued to pump back and forth, fucking my mouth until he cried out. His knees buckled and he held my head tightly as his dick spewed a load of white-hot semen into my throat.
That only got me more excited, and I kept sucking and licking the cream from his rod until it was all shiny and clean. Finally he pulled me up, gave me a kiss and pulled up his pants.
Randy finished mowing the lawn that day, and now every Saturday, after Dad leaves, he mows the lawn and I suck him off. Dad is so happy with the yard he says he might have me paint the house this summer, to keep me out of trouble while he’s at work. Randy says he can do the job for me, but he’ll have to bring a few friends along to help out. I can’t wait!—
M.J., Pensacola, Florida
HE RETIRED TO GET SOME PEACE, BUT THE WOMEN HAD OTHER IDEAS
My wife passed away last summer after thirty years of marriage, so I sold my business and moved to a nice retirement community in California. Given the fact that I am fairly well off, and still pretty attractive, I guess word soon got around that I was available.
The first woman to hit on me was Sally, a lonely lady who had lost her husband a few years back. I told her from the start that I wasn’t ready for any permanent arrangement, and that was fine with her. By our third date we were into some heavy petting. At the end of the evening we went back to her place, and were soon down to our undies. She said she didn’t fuck because she was afraid of disease, but that she would like to give me a blowjob. I said that was fine as long as I could reciprocate by eating her pussy.
She gave me a great blowjob. When I told her I was coming she put her hand on my ass, taking just about all of my cock down her throat. The other hand pumped my balls till they were empty. I lay down on the floor and told her to sit on my mouth. She was a little hesitant, saying that her late husband had never been into eating pussy. I told her to relax and let me take care of everything.
I worked my tongue up and down her slit, pausing with each stroke to suck on her clit. After a few minutes she started moaning and saying how good it felt. Soon she was sliding her cunt back and forth over my lips and tongue, screaming, “Oh, yes!” as her hot cream oozed out her cunt and into my mouth. After her orgasm subsided she started to get up, but I held her there and managed to bring her to two more orgasms before I was through. We both had quite an enjoyable evening.
A few days later I was sitting by the pool around noontime when Donna, a married lady of about forty, came over to me. “Boy, it sure is hot,” she said. “Would you like to come up to my place and have a beer?” I said sure.
We were drinking our beer and making small talk when she came out with, “I hear you’re quite the man when it comes to pleasing a woman.” When I didn’t make any reply to that, she stood up and unhooked her bikini top, then pulled off the bottom.
My seven-incher got as hard as a rock, but I said, “Donna, don’t do this. I play golf with your husband.”
“Are you going to tell him?” she said. “Because I’m not. Come on, Peter. I hear you really know how to please a woman with your tongue.”
Donna still had a fantastic body. She was five feet six inches, and about one hundred and twenty-five pounds. Her boobs were about 34B, and her nipples stuck out invitingly. I thought, what the hell, and took off my swim trunks. Donna lay down on the couch with her legs spread. She reached for my cock as I went over to her. “Let me take care of that first,” she said, and slid my tool into her mouth. I put one hand on her tit and the other on her cunt. Donna had evidently had lots of practice, because she really knew how to give head. She had me blowing my load in about five minutes, and she swallowed every last drop.
I knelt on the floor, putting one of her legs over the back of the couch and the other on the floor. Her cunt was spread wide, the outer lips all puffed up. I put two fingers in her cunt and thumbed her love button. I leaned over and started sucking energetically on one of her big hard nipples.
She started moaning, pulling my head tight to her tit. Her cunt muscles tightened around my fingers and her ass came off the couch, her cream coating my fingers. Her orgasm seemed to last for a full minute. When she was finished I pulled my fingers from her cunt and licked them clean.
Then I got between her thighs and started feasting on her pussy. She came three more times before she stopped me, saying she was drained. We had another beer, and then I left.
I was having the time of my life. I hadn’t realized that there were so many women out there who had never had their pussy eaten by their husband. I went to most of the community functions with Sally, who was the only single woman I was making it with. She knew I was making it with some of the married women, and she was also fucking a few of the husbands.
One day Sally told me that her daughter Lorna was coming to spend a week with her during her college vacation. I figured we would have to be discreet, but Sally didn’t seem too worried. “Hell,” she said, “at eighteen, I’m sure she knows what fucking is all about.”
The night after Lorna arrived, Sally and I went out to a dance, then back to her place. Lorna had gone to bed early, so we retired to Sally’s bedroom.
“I hope that tongue of yours is ready for some action,” Sally said, “because my pussy is hot and ready!” She had her clothes off and was lying on the bed with her legs hanging over the edge before I even had my pants off. I knelt on the floor. Her cunt was shiny with her pussy juice. I started lapping up her liquids, and it wasn’t long before she started moaning and humping her cunt at my mouth while I licked up the sweet honey as it flowed out of her cunt.
“Fuck me, honey,” Sally moaned. I had never actually fucked her before, so this would be a first. I got between her legs and slowly slid my seven inches into her slick, tight hole. I was soon in up to my balls and it felt like a velvet glove around my cock. Her cunt muscles squeezed my prick, and her legs wrapped themselves around my ass, pulling me in tighter against her. She started moaning, “Fuck me, honey, fuck me, it’s been so long!” I fucked her hard and deep, and she soon screamed, “I’m there!” and dug her nails into my back. I put my hand over her mouth to stifle her scream. Her cunt milked my cock and I let go with a good load.
The following morning I got up about ten o’clock, put on my robe and went down to get a cup of coffee. Sally had left a note saying that she had gone shopping with a few of her friends and would see me later. When I walked into the living room Lorna was there, reading a book. I did a double take. She had on the smallest thong bikini I had ever seen. Lorna was about five feet tall and maybe one hundred pounds. Her tits were small, but her body was firm and curvy as hell.
She looked up from her book and said, “Good morning. Is Mom a good fuck?”
I was taken back by her bluntness, and told her she shouldn’t talk about her mother that way. “Christ, Peter,” she said, “the way she was moaning last night, I knew you guys were at it.” Then, before I could move, she stood up and pulled off her bikini! God, she had a hairy little cunt. “Do you think you could make
me
moan like that?” she said.
“Damn,” I said, “your mom would kill me if she ever found out I touched you.”
She just smiled. “Mom and I had a long talk before she left. She told me how good you are.” I was now looking at her tits, which were about the size of small oranges. The areolae had to be at least two inches across, and the nipples stood out a good half inch.
All I had on was my robe. My cock was as hard as a lead pipe. I leaned over and took one of her nipples in my mouth. She reached through my robe and grabbed my cock. “Oh God, you feel big,” she moaned. “Do me like you did Mom last night.”
I sat her on a chair and draped her legs over the arms. Her pussy was all puffed up and wide open. Her little clit was peeking out from under its hood. Creamy juice was oozing out her hole. I started licking her thighs, not touching her pussy, until finally she pleaded for me to lick her cunt.
I looked up at her face. Her eyes were closed and her tongue was licking her lips. Her hands were on her tits, pulling on her nipples. I moved my tongue to her clit, and her ass came off the chair as though she had gotten an electric shock. I put my tongue at the bottom of her slit and licked up the nectar that flowed out. It wasn’t long before she was twisting and moaning, “Oh God, it’s happening! I’m there!” I put my hands under her ass and stuck my tongue in her hole.