AUTHOR = JAX
E-MAIL = JAX@jaustin1.fsnet.co.uk
| EDITOR's NOTE - Part one of this story can be found at: Part 1. |
Boy did she look good; her erect nipples clearly visible through her thin knitted top.
"What do you think then?" she smiled.
"What do I think?" I said. "My trousers are so tight I may have to get it out."
"Go on then," she giggled.
"Oh for fuck sake, stop that," I said, her wobbling tits only making it worse.
"Why?" she giggled again. "I thought you like looking at my tits."
"Come on you slut," I grabbed her arm and steered her out the front door, "let's get you home."
"Yes sir," she giggled again.
Just as soon as I slammed the front door behind us, I threw my coat onto the floor.
"Okay slut, get those tits out," I demanded.
"Oh, I love it when you're so domineering," she giggled. Her thin top joined my coat on the floor. "Would you like a tit-fuck?" she asked.
Oh my God would I. "Yes please," my voice cracked with lust.
Her two beautiful orbs engulfed my hard cock. "Like this?" she said.
"Oh yes, my slut," I sighed. Oh shit, I was coming already. I splashed all over her chest and neck.
"Oh boy, that must be a record," she giggled, "you must have lasted all of ten seconds."
"Shut up slut," I growled.
"I bet I can get you hard again," she said.
"I'm counting on it, slut," I smiled down at her. "Now get the rest of your kit off and get into the bedroom."
"Yes sir," she saluted me and she departed.
I followed the trail of her few clothes. When I joined her in the bedroom she was already naked and her hands were working between her legs.
"Please be quick," she looked up at me with lust in her eyes. But I wasn't in any hurry now. I was quite happy to watch her frig herself. "Oh for fuck sake, come and fuck me," she cried.
I knelt between her legs and stroked her legs. She instantly grabbed me and fed my cock into her sopping pussy.
"Ah, that's better," she sighed, "now fuck me hard."
I started slow, but before I had thrust into her a few times her hips picked up the pace, banging back at me hard.
"Come on you bastard, harder," she encouraged. There was no way I could sync up with her, she was far too erratic. In the end, I stopped moving and let her do all the work. "Oh yes," she screamed.
Now she had stopped moving. I thrust into her limp body and spurted for the second time.
"Oh my," she sighed, hugging me tight, "that must be the best ever."
"Yeah, you sure looked like you enjoyed it," I laughed.
"Mmm, it was great," she sighed. "My sister must be out of her mind to give you up."
"Yeah," I agreed. I still didn't want to think about my ex wife; there was still a soft spot for her deep inside me.
"I'm sorry," she hugged me tight, "I didn't mean to mention her."
"That's okay, my love," I said hugging her back hard, "if life must go on, then I must deal with it."
"Yeah," she said. "Anyway, you've got me to take your frustration out on, OK? Anything you want, okay, you just let me know."
"Thanks," I smiled. I'm such a lucky guy to have this big titted girl as my bed partner.
"No, honestly, my love." She sat up. The movement drew my eyes to her large boobs. "Anything I can do for you, just ask, OK?"
"Yeah thanks," I said, "I get the message."
"No, I don't think you do," she said, her face serious. "I'll do anything for you... you want it and if it's in my powers, you've got it."
"Thanks," I said hugging her tight again, "all I want is you and your loyalty, OK?"
"Yeah, I can understand that," she smiled up at me, "that bitch of a sister has a lot to answer for."
"Okay, let's have a shower and get some sleep," I suggested.
* * * *
"Lover," she cooed, my hands were filled with her ample boobs, "is there anything I can do for you today?"
"No, I'm fine," I sighed. In truth I was knackered. In the last ten hours she had drained my balls four times.
"No, I didn't mean sex," she giggled. "Well perhaps I did at that, but what I'm trying to say is, is there any fantasy I could fulfill for you?"
"I don't know," I said. "Every man has fantasies, my love, but most are better kept that way."
"Oh, like what?" she asked.
"Come on, let's not get into any psychological discussion," I said.
"No please, tell me." She sat up and turned around so that I could see her tits.
"Okay, if you want," I said turning to lie on my back. "I suppose it's a bit like women's rape fantasy, nice inside their heads, but brutal and nasty in real life."
"Funny you should say that," she giggled. I do wish she'd stop doing that, I could feel my cock hardening at the sight. "I heard some of girlfriends talk about being raped, never appealed to me."
"Okay, so if we are talking about forbidden fantasies," I said, "let's swap. Okay, me first, I suppose. I know it might sound a bit masochistic, but I always liked the idea of watching Gail being fucked by other men, that's before I found out that she was."
"Oh yeah, I suppose that is a bit strange," she said.
"What about you?" I asked.
"Well, I've always dreamed of having loads of guys lining up to fuck me," she said, looking down. "Of course in reality I would be sore after just a few."
"Yeah," I laughed. "Funny, I feel closer to you than I've ever felt with Gail. There's no way I could ever talk to her like this."
"Good, I like that," she said. "Okay, what else?"
"God, I don't know," I said. "I suppose it's a man thing, you know, the procession of a beautiful woman, you have to flaunt it in front of other men."
"Sorry, I don't understand," she said.
"It's complicated, OK?" I laughed. "I dug a big hole for myself, haven't I?"
"No, please go on, it's really fascinating," she said.
"Well, it goes like this. Look at this beautiful woman, she belongs to me, so I must be someone special. Look how I make her flaunt her body off to you," I said. "Oh shit, does that sound a bit silly?"
"Well no, it actually explains things a bit," she said.
"Oh good," I said, "because I feel a right idiot."
"No please," she hugged me, "I like it when you talk like that to me. It makes me feel like you like and trust me."
"Well I do," I said giving her boobs a good squeeze.
"Stop that," she giggled. "How can we have this conversation if you keep distracting me? Anyway, I'd love to flaunt myself off for you... let everybody know I belong to you."
"I'll remember that, my little slut," I said. "Anyway, enough of all this, let's have some breakfast and then go out somewhere."
"Right, I'll have the shower first," she said getting out of bed before I could react. We ate our toast in our dressing gowns, then she disappeared to get dressed.
"Oh my, will you look at that."
"Well, will I do?" she giggled, her braless tits wobbled delightfully under her thin top; her shapely bottom and legs encased in tight jeans.
"My God, you're a walking wet dream," I said.
"I take it that's a compliment," she said.
"Oh my yes," I said, "this I've got to photograph." After a while I found my old but trusty Nikon and a new film. "Okay, let's go," I said taking her arm. I grabbed a six pack on the way out and we headed for a quiet spot. We made ourselves comfortable on my car blanket.
"Hi, I thought you were going to take my photograph," she said sitting up.
"Oh yeah," I said, "I'll get my camera. Right, sit up, shoulders back," I ordered.
"How's that?" she giggled.
"Oh my, you're making me hard again," I said.
"Okay, how about this?" she said pulling her thin top over her head.
"Stop that," I said, "someone might drive by."
"So hurry up and take the picture then," she giggled.
Oh shit, a car came by and honked at her. The little slut waved back.
"I think he must have liked the view," she said.
"Yeah," I agreed. I finished off the roll and about ten cars drove past behind me, or it may have been the same car ten times. "Come on let's go," I said.
The little slut just got up and walked back to my car still topless. Once in the car she put her jean jacket on but didn't button it up.
"That's it then," I said looking at her partially exposed boobs.
"Yep, I'm yours to flaunt at all the other guys to prove I belong to you," she said. "I'll fuck them all too if you want."
"No, that's all right," I said with a smile. "I'm happy to know you're mine. I'm not so insecure that I need you to fuck the rest of the male population to prove it to me."
"Oh good," she giggled. "I would if you wanted me to, but I don't think I would enjoy it much."
"Now do up a couple of buttons and let's go home and fuck," I said.
"Yeah, about time too," she giggled, "though you've gone off me."
THE END
