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I have spent many Friday nights with my father but none had been as exciting as the one I am experiencing now. You see, I have always wanted to fuck my Daddy. Is that bad? I don’t think so. So far tonight I have had his dick in my mouth and drank his seed. He has eaten my pussy and has tittie fucked me. Now it was time to move our relationship even further.

I kiss my Daddy’s cheek, nose, lips, throat and move to his broad chest. Flicking my tongue over his nipple, his dick jumps against my stomach. “Oh, Daddy, I love you so much. Surely you can see that this is not wrong.” My hands stroke his body.

“Oh, Baby. It feels so good to be holding your naked body within my arms. You feel so damn good, but, Baby, you have to know this is not right.” Okay, so maybe Daddy needs a little more time to accept where our relationship was headed.

Licking his chest once more, I move off his rock hard body. His body is the perfect specimen of a man, not an ounce of fat anywhere. He massive cock has once again risen to attention. Walking to the bar I can feel his eyes on my firm ass. Daddy has not moved from his position of lying naked on the floor.

After pouring two drinks I walk back to him. His eyes are taking in every thing I have to offer. From my large firm breasts, my puckered nipples that still have the imprint of his teeth, to my wet pussy that is silently dripping with my juice that he had so recently licked.

He sits up and takes a glass and runs his fingers through his hair in frustration. “Thanks, Nikki. I really need this drink.” His cock is still jutting out between his legs as he sits Indian style on the floor.

“Daddy, I know what you need all the time. I also understand that this is hard for you.” Giggling, “No pun intended.”

Dad snorts a laugh, “Yeah, Baby, this is really hard for me in more ways than the obvious.”

“Daddy, do you want to fuck me?”

Dad chokes on the liquor burning his throat. “Nikki, I don’t…I mean…We can’t…Hell, Nikki, isn’t it obvious?”

I pick a piece of cold pizza and begin to take a few small bites. I figure it’s best to let Daddy make the final step to the line that he is trying so damn hard not to cross. We both eat a couple of slices of pizza never saying another word. Neither of us bothered to get dressed so my hopes were still high. After the pizza, I stroll seductively back to the bar. I add an little extra swing in my hips. You know, just to tease him a bit.

“Daddy, anything else you need?” I see his hand move to his dick, he cups his balls and gently squeezes.

“Yeah, Baby, I would really like another drink.” I figure after this last shot of bourbon has found it’s way to my his stomach, I will have what I want.

“Sure, Daddy. Same thing?” I lift the bottle and pour the amber liquid in the glass. I reach between my legs and gather some of my pussy juice on my fingertips. Never taking my eyes off him, I rub my juice on the rim of his glass. He groans. His dick bobs against his stomach. I see the head of his dick is once again purplish in color. I walk back to him lean over so my breasts are dangling before his face. His tongue tries to lick my nipple but I move back and hand him his glass.

I walk to the stereo and turn it on., some kind of blues is playing softly. I begin to move to the rhythm of the music. My hands slide over my body, caressing my nipples, touching my stomach, and moving my hair off my shoulders. I continue to dance for Daddy.

He has his glass of bourbon up to his lips, I know he can smell the strong bourbon and my pussy juice on the rim. His tongue licks the rim, tasting me. His hand moves on his dick with a gentle up and down motion. I dance closer to him, leaning over his shoulder my nipples slide on his back. I kiss his neck, his head falls back. I whisper into his ear. “Oh, Daddy, before the next hour comes and goes I am going to fuck you hard and fast.”

“No, Nikki. We are NOT going to fuck! Do you hear me?”

His dick has already shot two loads tonight. The way I see it, he will be able will fuck me a long time before he cums inside of me.

“Daddy, you stay right there, I am going to just pleasure myself since you won’t fuck me. Okay?”

“Okay, Baby, this is the best way. This way we won’t have crossed a line that we can’t ever go back to. See, Baby, if we just do this, you know watch each escort dikmen other masturbate and maybe every now and then just touch each other then we will be okay. We can do this as often as you like.”

“Sure Daddy, whatever you want.” You see, Daddy had just crossed that line and did not even know it. He has just agreed that we could touch each other and get each other off. He just moved even closer to the line.

I saunter to the couch and sit on the edge spreading my legs so he can have a good view as I pleasure myself. I lean back and begin to caress my nipples. I push one breast up so I can lick my own nipple. One hand reaches between my legs and finds my dripping pussy. I open myself wider. I know Daddy can see my swollen lips and my pussy juice. “Daddy, did you know I used to watch you masturbate?”

“What?” he croaks chocking on the bourbon.

I continue finger fucking my aroused pussy. I reach up and pull my nipple until it hurts. “Oh yeah, that feels so damn good.” My fingers move faster and faster inside my pussy. “Yes, Daddy, I saw you once when I was about 12 years old. At first, I thought something was wrong with you. I thought you were sick or something with all the moaning I was hearing. I peeked into your bedroom and you were on the bed naked propped against the headboard watching a porn movie. Of course, at the time I didn’t know what a porn movie was. I couldn’t see the television but I could hear it just fine. The woman was begging the man to fuck her. I could hear him making all kinds of sounds as he fucked her. You had your beautiful dick in your hands and were pumping for all you were worth. Your face was twisted as if you were in pain. Your dick seemed so big to me. I watched as you shot your load. It splattered on your chest and dripped on your hand. I could heard your hand make slurping noises. You moaned loudly as your release came.”

“Nikki, I ummm. Oh God, Nikki, I am so sorry. I never ever meant for that to happen. I always tried to make sure you were asleep before I started watching my movies.” His hand was once again pumping for all it was worth. He didn’t even realize it!

“Oh no, Daddy, don’t apologize. It was wonderful. I crawled back in my bed and thought about what I had just witnessed. I was hot all over but couldn’t understand why. I touched my body for the first time that night. Not really knowing what I was doing nothing happened. Every Friday night since then, I couldn’t wait for you to watch your movie and masturbate. The older I got the more I understood what was happening. I had my first climax when I was about 13.” I stopped talking about the past and moved my fingers in and out of my pussy. I open myself wider and insert another finger. Moaning, I fuck myself with my fingers.

“Nikki, what happened? Tell Daddy about it. Come on, Baby, you can tell me.” I peeked under my lashes at him. He had moved closer to me, his hand is still pumping his dick. He uses his precum to lubricate his hand. “Come on, Baby, tell Daddy how you had your first climax.”

I am almost at the point of no return now. I move my hips and pump my fingers faster. “Oh Daddy, wait. First I have to cum.” Faster and faster, deeper and deeper. My pussy grips my fingers tightly. My pussy is drenched with my cum.

“That’s it Baby. Yeah, that’s it. Damn you are so beautiful doing that to yourself. Yeah Baby, raise those hips. Cum for Daddy, cum on Baby you can do it. Cum for Daddy.” I did as Daddy asked. I cum and cum.

“Oh Damn! Damn it! Ooohhh, this feels so damn good!!” I panted. I rub my clit hard and fast.

Daddy reaches for one of my nipples and tugs. “Oh damn, Daddy…do that again! Yeeeeessssss! Oh yeeeeeessssssss, Daaaaaaadddddddddyyyyyyy! Pull my nipple! Yeeeeeesssssss!” I pump my wet fingers faster in my abused pussy and cum again! “Oh Daaaaaddddddddy!!”

Daddy gently releases my nipple from his fingers and moves his mouth closer and gently licks my abused nipple. He licks and blows a cool breath of air on my nipple. I shivered in response. I notice Daddy’s dick is still hard and leaking. He hasn’t cum in a while. Well, we can’t have that can we? I think to myself.

“Nikki, Baby, tell Daddy about it now. Tell me how you came the first time. God, I wish I could have seen that! I bet you were a beautiful site! A virgin experiencing her first climax.”

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Daddy had moved between my legs and was looking at my wet pussy as I relayed the story of my first orgasm.

“Baby, did you really want me to fuck you? Even then?” he whispered.

“Oh, Daddy, I have wanted you to fuck me for so damn long. Please Daddy, won’t you fulfill my lifelong dream. Won’t you please, please fuck me?”

He leans close and laps at my pussy tasting me again. I pull him closer, spreading my legs as wide as I can. His finger finds my little button and pinches it the same way he pinched my nipple. He tongue is deep inside me, drinking in my essence.

“Okay, Baby, I will fuck you. Daddy will fuck his little girl. But first, I am going to taste you. I am going to eat your pussy!” He moves his tongue so deep into me. I feel his tongue as he savors me. He moves his mouth to suck at my clit. He sucks just the way he has sucked my nipples. The pleasure of having him eat my pussy sent me into another orgasm. He tongues me until my never endings are about to explode!

He moves to stand over me. His dick is swollen beyond belief. I place one kiss on the head of his dick tasting his precum. He pushes me back on the couch and moves between my legs. I gaze deep into his eyes seeing the same color as my own, I feel his dick at my outer pussy lips, groaning I close my eyes.

“Baby, look at me.” I open my eyes and smile at him. He moves his dick up and down my pussy lips. Teasing me. Teasing himself. I feel the head just barely enter me. My body opens to accept his dick. My lips clench him and try to pull him deeper. “Nikki, baby, are you sure this is what you want? Please, Baby, are you sure?”

I shake my head yes because I know I can’t speak .

“No, Baby, tell me. Tell Daddy what you want.”

His dick pushes in another inch and pulls out almost completely. I grab his ass to pull him to me. I need him so deep in my pussy.

“Tell Daddy. What do you want Daddy to do to his baby girl?” In and out, just an inch or two. Testing. Teasing.

“Oh Daddy. I want you. I want you to fuck me. Oh pleeeeeaaaaaassssssseeeee Daddy, please fuck your little girl,” I beg.

He pushes in a bit more. Pulls back out. Pushes in. Pulls out.

“Oh, Nikki! You are so damn tight! I’m afraid I’m going to hurt you.” In and out he moves in my cunt. Never completely entering me. Slowly he pushes his big cock inside me further.

My pussy tugs at his dick. I’m not that tight, Daddy is just bigger than any man I have ever been with. My pussy grips his dick to hold him inside.

“Oh, Daddy! Now! Now Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck me now!” I beg.

He slams his dick all the way inside me! His dick is huge. I scream at the pleasure of finally having the only dick I have ever wanted inside my pussy! He holds his body still until my body escort eryaman accepts him fully. He gazes deeply into my eyes while his dick fully expands my pussy. He begins to move, slowly at first. “Oh, Baby, you are so damn tight and wet. God, Nikki you feel so good. Damn it! Yes! That’s it, Baby, raise those luscious hips so Daddy can get deeper. Yes, Baby, that’s it. Oh, God! Yes! God. Yeeeesss!”

I can feel every inch of his dick in me. Daddy and I are fucking at last. I have never had a dick feel so damn wonderful in me. This experience is even better than I had ever imagined. I feel his balls slapping against my ass and he pumps his cock in and out of my pussy. Raster and faster he moves. I pull his ass with my hands to take him even deeper; I know my nails are leaving marks on his ass.

“Yes, Daddy, fuck me! Fuck your little girl! Fuck me hard, Daddy! Yes! Oh, God yeeeeeeessssss. Fuuuuucccccckkkkkkk mmmmmmmeeeeeeee!”

“Daddy is going to fuck you Baby, don’t you worry. Oh, Baby, you feel so good! Move with me Baby. Fuck your Daddy. Oh Nikki! God, you are perfect! I knew you would be! You are even better than I dreamed! Yes, Nikki! Oh God, Yeeeeeeeesssssssssss!! Fuck me! Fuck your Daaaadddddyyyyyy!!”

I cannot stand it anymore. I cum! My inner muscles clench his dick tighter and tighter. I scream! “Ohhhh dadddddddddddy! Fuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkkkk meeeeeeeeeeee! Fuck me! Yeeeeeeeesssssssss!”

His hips pump faster and faster! My pussy is flowing feely with my juice! I am so slippery his dick moves easily. Faster and faster. Harder and harder he fucks me. I feel his hairy legs sliding against my smooth ones. Faster and Faster! Deeper and deeper! His dick is moving inside of me so deep I think I’m going to die from the pleasure! He fucks me for what seems like hours. My pussy accepts each hard thrust of his cock and begs for more. My nails dig into his ass as I pull him deeper, my hips meet each thrust of his cock. Our bodies are covered with sweat as we fuck. Our bodies move in harmony as if we had choreographed this mating dance.

“Oh, Baby, Daddy is going to cum! Nikki do you hear me? There is no way I can stop! Daddy is going to shoot his cum in your perfect pussy! I can’t stop, there is no way in hell I can stop now! Goooooooodddddd! Oh God, yeeeeeeeessssssssss! Nikki!”

“Yes, Daddy, fuck me! I want your hot cum inside my hot pussy! Please, Daddy, fuck me! That’s it, Daddy, cum for me! Cum for your little girl! Cuuuuummmmm for me, Daddy!”

I feel the first shot deep within my body! Oh how I have dreamed of this! Daddy is now moving faster and faster! His release triggers my own.

“Oh, Baby, take me! Take all of my dick! That’s it Nikki. Take Daddy’s cum into your hot little cunt. Oh God, yes! Oh, Nikki! Yeeeeesssssss!” His balls are slapping fast and furious against my ass.

“Oh, Daaaaaaddddddddddddy!”

We cum and cum. Both of our bodies experience the pleasure of cumming together for the first time. I would be willing to bet that Daddy had never cum so much with Mom or any other woman. He shoots so much cum inside me my pussy overflows! He must have a gallon of his cream inside of my pussy. I am so full of his cum that some leaks out and flows between the cheeks of my ass.

We are both hot and sweaty as he collapses on me. His head falls to my neck as we try to catch our breath. We both are breathing hard. I feel his dick still inside my pussy as we absorb the aftershocks of our bodies explosions. His seed is leaking out of me. He raises his head and looks into my eyes before he kisses me deeply. We kiss each other for a long time just holding each other while our bodies begin to calm. I feel his dick slip out of my body. I moan at the loss.

“Oh, Nikki. You were wonderful! I have never fucked like that my life!” He kisses my neck taking small nips.

“Daddy, that is because you have never fucked your little girl!”

We caress and I know that we will have many more nights like this. After taking a shower together and fucking three more times, we fall asleep in Mom and Dad’s bed. I dream of having my Daddy again. I know what we shared tonight will be repeated for many years to come.

In my sleep I reach for him and snuggle closer. His arms wrap around me tightly holding me close to his warm body. Daddy’s here, Baby. Don’t worry, Daddy will always be here for his little girl.” he whispers. His lips brush a kiss the top of my head. Tonight my dream has come true!

More to come?? Maybe…

* * * * *

I hope you enjoyed Nikki’s Dream Date. I have a few thoughts on bringing some other family members into this relationship. Let me know if you would enjoy more of Nikki’s life.

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I still remember the first time I laid eyes on the man who would later become my husband. It was during the first week of September 2004. I was walking through the Newton Institute of Technology campus in Newton, Massachusetts, trying hard to get to my next class, Computer Science 101. I was a freshman and in those early days, I was always getting lost. The campus was big and kind of confusing. Fortunately, I found myself a guide. Like my knight in shiny armor, he came to my rescue. His name was Jake Samson, captain of the wrestling team.

He was something else. Six feet two inches and two hundred and thirty pounds of sturdy, muscular black athlete. With a face models would envy. I’ve always had a thing for tall men. I’m a small gal, only five foot six inches tall, but fine and pleasantly curvy. My skin is caramel-colored and I got long black hair framing a pretty face and a, lean nice figure. I like pretty guys and this stud was A-okay in my book. He was all that and then some. In that deep voice of his, he asked me how he could be of assistance. I grinned, and asked him where the science building was. He smiled, and told me he was heading that way. Apparently, he was a computer science major too. How about that? And that’s how it all began, folks.

When I was graduating from Quincy High School in June 2004, I was really upset at not getting into Boston University. I always wanted to go there. Fortunately, my father encouraged me to apply to his alma mater, the Newton Institute of Technology. I didn’t know much about N.I.T. to tell you the truth. Something about it did grab my attention, though. The school had a six-thousand-person student body, and demographically speaking, it was promising. Fifty six percent of the student body was male. How about that? At a time when most colleges and universities in America were overwhelmingly female, Newton Tech was a modern-day boy land. And if Jake Samson was any exemplar of what they had to offer, I was going to like it here.

Jake walked me to my class. His own class wasn’t starting for another half hour. It was mighty nice of him to show dikmen escort me around. To be honest, I ended up getting lost afterwards because I didn’t really pay attention. I was trying hard not to drool while checking out his fine, muscular body. I slipped him my cell-phone number before I ducked into C.S. 101. He seemed surprised. He shouldn’t be. A sexy black stud with a body like his should be used to having young women aggressively coming onto him by now.

After class, I went to the cafeteria and sat down with my roommate, a tall, skinny, red-haired white chick from Kansas City named Greta Nichols. Greta was a sophomore, majoring in civil engineering. To be honest, I found her a bit too eager. However, I needed some info about a certain campus stud and since she’d been at the school longer, I figured she might know him. I was right. I shouldn’t have been surprised. Greta was a jock too. She was the co-captain of the women’s basketball team. She knew all about the sexy studs. I feigned interest in her measly life and she mistook that for friendship. How easy was that? She agreed to take me to the athletic complex, where the jocks trained.

While we were on our way there, Greta filled me in on a lot of things concerning the school and its various institutions and traditions. I didn’t really listen. I wanted her to hurry up so we could get there quickly but she took her sweet time. What an annoying broad. What’s her problem? I refrained from whacking her upside the head as she inundated me with facts I didn’t want to know. According to her, the Newton Tech sports program was considered one of the best in New England. Newton Tech Department of Athletics sponsored NCAA Division Two varsity teams in men’s Baseball, Basketball, Cross Country, Rugby, Gymnastics, Lacrosse, Fencing, Bowling, Tennis, Ice Hockey, Wrestling, Football, Swimming, Volleyball, Golf and Rifle along with women’s Softball, Basketball, Gymnastics, Cross Country, Ice Hockey, Lacrosse, Equestrian, Bowling, Field Hockey, Rugby, Swimming, Tennis, Volleyball, Golf and Rifle. I stared at Greta. Sounds like emek escort an impressive program, I thought. Thanks for the info. So, where’s the sexy studs at?

We got into the gymnasium, where lots of young men and women in brightly colored uniforms practiced their various sports. I saw wrestlers along with male and female volleyball players. I scanned the groups of student-athletes until I saw the one I was looking for. There he was. Like a predator’s gaze, my eyes zeroed in on my prey. Jake Samson stood among his peers. He looked really good wearing his gold and red wrestling uniform. I watched him practicing wrestling moves with some guy. Jake picked up the slightly bigger guy and tossed him on the mat. I don’t know why but I started clapping. Greta looked at me and smirked. My eyes flashed. What in hell was this bitch smirking at? If I had the time, I’d wipe that smirk off her face by imprinting my hand on her ugly mug. Instead, I smiled and applauded for my man-to-be.

As soon as possible, I made my way toward Jake. He smiled when he saw me. I grinned. Hello, stud. What’s cooking? I congratulated him on his athletic prowess. He smiled shyly and shrugged. I noticed that this manly stud had trouble looking me in the eye. I smiled all the more. I know a surefire way to help a man get over shyness. Two hours of passionate sex with me will cure him. Permanently. It’s been scientifically proven, okay?

I didn’t waste any time. I asked Jake if he was doing anything after the practice session. He said no. I smiled, and told him I’d love to have dinner with him. In a friendly fashion. I was new to the school and wanted to make friends. He hesitated. I patted his muscular arm and told him that I felt safe knowing strong men like him roamed the campus. He grinned bashfully, and told me he’d try his best. Greta rolled her eyes. I pinched her. She yelped. I shrugged, then I laughed girlishly, and Jake laughed too. This time, he did look me in the eye. Just what I expected. And he was hooked. That night, we had our first date.

Three nights later, I took Jake to eryaman escort my dorm and had my way with him. I fucked his brains out. First, I got him naked and laid him on my bed. Then the fun times began. I slowly licked him from head toe. He was nervous at first but when I started working my magic, he quickly relaxed and enjoyed himself. I kissed a path from face to his washboard stomach and finally down to his groin. I gasped when I saw the brother’s dick. That thing was huge. It looked more like a third leg than a dick. I held it in my hands. Yep, I was right. My man was definitely packing. At least ten inches long and quite thick. Also, he was uncut. I didn’t care one way or another. I just wanted to get a taste of his jimmy.

And taste it I did. I slowly took his cock into my mouth. I must say it was easier said than done. We’re talking about more than ten inches of big black cock here. However, I tried my best. I sucked his dick head and stroked his balls. Jake groaned and urged me to continue. Slowly but surely, I worked my magic on him. In no time, he was hard as hell. I watched him grow even harder. Next, I put a condom on that bad boy and hitched myself a ride. I climbed on top of Jake and slowly lowered myself onto his member. He placed his hands on my hips and thrust into me. When I felt him enter me, I bit my lips. Hot damn, it hurt! Honestly, I felt like I was being split in half. Still, I had to have more. So I put my hands on his shoulders for support and rode him for all he was worth. We fucked and sucked until we both lay exhausted on the bed.

Afterwards, as we lay there, neither of us could move. Folks, it was that good. And that’s how it all began. Jake was surprised to meet a chick who liked sex as much as he did. We had a lot of fun together. We’d do it in a deserted library, an empty conference room and sometimes in the men’s room. Wherever he wanted me, I was game. The other girls on campus were mad jealous. They couldn’t believe I got him to myself. We began dating seriously and got hitched after graduation. I got my Bachelors degree in Computer Science & Engineering from Newton Tech and will be getting my Master’s degree from Cambridge in a couple of years. Jake got his undergraduate engineering degree from Newton Tech and now continues his studies at Boston College. We live in a nice apartment in Boston’s Back Bay. Life is good.

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He helped me to my feet, and I wobbled unsteadily, blood flowing back into my legs. Jeremy looked uncomfortable, pants tight, drumming his fingers as he looked away.

“I should probably get going…” Jeremy said into the quiet of the room.

I pouted, but a glance at the clock had me reeling. It was nearly midnight. I tried to map out where the hours went, but my brain was foggy, overwrought with the events of the evening.

“I didn’t realise how late it was.” Lucas said. “I’m not technically kicking you guys out, but feel free to leave as soon as you like.”

Lucas walked up to Jeremy and gripped his hand. It looked friendly, but for the whitening of his knuckles.

“Thanks for coming, man. I’ll see you around.”

Jeremy nodded, looking pensive as Lucas disappeared around the corner. I heard him rustling in the kitchen, and Matthew and Chris ambled off to join him. The room seemed very empty without four men crowding it.

I wobbled slightly, and Jeremy shot forward to catch me, wrapping me in a hug. I closed my eyes and rested my head against his broad chest. I was exhausted.

Jeremy seemed reluctant to let go of me, squeezing me gently. Despite my fatigue, the feeling of his massive body encircling mine had me panting a breath. His hands trailed to the small of my back, and he nudged his forehead against mine.

The moment was becoming a bit too intimate. I shot a glance down the hallway, hoping for salvation in the form of my husband.

“Thank you for… Everything, I guess?” Jeremy said, eyes not meeting mine.

I laughed lightly, hoping to defuse the situation.

“I should be thanking you. As we just established ten minutes ago, I’ve written mountains of porn about fucking all of you.”

Jeremy stepped back, seeming somewhat dejected. I winced at the thought that he may have read too much into the situation.

“Jeremy…” I started, then trailed off.

He was looking rather awkward, shoulders hunched in like it would make his massive frame smaller. I took a deep breath and continued.

“This thing that we all did together was incredible. But it was just a night. I love Lucas, with all of me, and that won’t ever change. You are an incredibly handsome, kind, and intelligent man. Not to mention,” my mouth went dry, “how fucking incredible you are in bed.”

My pussy throbbed involuntarily at the thought. I shook my head to refocus.

“You will find someone that loves you as unreservedly as you deserve. And when you do, you’ll know how to fuck her ass perfectly.”

My tone was conspiratorial. Jeremy grinned, looking bashful at the heaped praise. I flung my arms around him again, and he returned the hug, his arms kept respectfully around my shoulders.

“He’s a really lucky guy.”

“I’m a really lucky girl.”

Jeremy let his arms drop, and he stepped back, placing his hand on the doorknob.

“Thanks again, for… You know. Letting me fuck your ass. And… The rest of you.”

We both laughed nervously, and I felt my cheeks fill with colour.

“I was really glad it was you.” I admitted, toying with my fingers.

His eyes roved over my face, studying my expression. He didn’t seem to know how to respond, and I was grateful. He shuffled his feet, and opened the door, giving me an awkward wave as he left. I closed the door behind him with a click, and leaned against it, body sagging with fatigue.

I turned as footsteps approached. Chris meandered down the hall, eyes fixed on my naked form. His eyes made me acutely aware of my lack of clothes. I realised with consternation that I had stood in an open doorway, completely starkers. I shook my head at myself.

“I need some water,” I muttered.

I headed towards the bedroom, legs still slightly wobbly. Chris wrapped his arm around my waist, guiding me and holding me up. I leaned against him gratefully. He swung the door open, then gentured in a grandiose fashion, ushering me through.

I couldn’t help but grin at his showboating, and his eyes lingered on my smile. I sashayed through the door, rolling my hips far more than was necessary, or perhaps wise, given my trembling.

Chris’s hand smacked against my ass, with a resounding crack. I moaned, long and low, and instinctively rutted back, seeking out the sensation.

“She acts like a scaredy cat, but once she cums a few times, she loves having her ass flogged.”

Lucas said from down the hall, walking up to join us, still chewing something. I wasn’t paying attention, looking over my shoulder at Chris impatiently, expectantly. He brought his hand to my ass, and gently rubbed over the red mark he left.

Before I could register the relief, he brought his hand down again, in the same spot. He had been holding back before.

His hands were slightly calloused, and I was acutely aware of their rub against my sensitised skin, even as I lurched and yelped from the burning sting of the smack. I straightened, and turned around, uneasy at the looks they were dikmen escort bayan giving one another.

“Hey Lucas… You up for some more filming?”

Lucas grinned, pretending to think it over.

“I suppose we could get a few more shots,” he drawled, feigning reluctance.

Apprehensively, I let myself get pulled through the doorway, nerves alight with anticipation. The anticipation always made it hurt so much fucking more.

Chris guided me to the centre of the room, and bent me over the bed. A nudge between my feet had my legs splaying, as my face pushed into the covers. Chris trailed his hands down my sides, tweaking my position, adjusting me like a toy.

The businesslike treatment, mixed with the heat of his rough hands, had me shivering, excitement beginning to edge out the dread.

Chris idly rubbed my ass while Lucas grabbed the toys from atop the dresser, hmming contemplatively behind me. I rolled against the rub of Chris’s hand, trying to coax him towards my pussy, looking at him encouragingly from over my shoulder. He gave me a light smack, eyes crinkled in amusement.

I heard a toilet flush, and a few moments later, Matthew stepped through the door. His eyes gleamed at the scene in front of him. Wicked-looking toys littered the bed, with my legs spread obscenely, giving him a perfect view of my abused holes. He leaned against the wall, feigning nonchalance, even as he adjusted his cock inside his well-fitted khakis.

“Want me to take over for you, Chris?” He offered up, sounding casual, when the heat in his eyes was anything but.

“Hmmm…” Chris said, stroking my ass thoughtfully. “No. I think I’m good right here. But feel free to stick around and watch the show.”

Matthew scowled, but didn’t leave, folding his arms like a petulant child.

“Now, where were we…” Chris murmured. Lucas brought his phone up, and I felt suddenly shy, despite everything. I smiled at the camera nervously.

“Feeling shy, baby?” Lucas teased. “Don’t worry, Chris has the perfect distraction.”

It must have been some sort of cue, because I barely had time to process the sentence before a blistering pain ripped along my right ass cheek. I let out a sound that was halfway between a moan and a scream, thrashing my legs to try and ease the pain.

Before I could fully regain my equilibrium, another whistling blow cracked down on me. I dropped to my knees, in the hopes that would protect me from further blows. I tensed. Waited. My breath was coming in short pants and, Jesus, my ass felt like it had been lit on fire.

I tentatively looked up from where I had buried my face in the blankets. As I peered diffidently at the camera and Lucas, Chris splayed his hand against my cheeks, tracing the marks that the flogger left.

“Did you enjoy that?” He asked, a smile in his voice.

“No!” I pouted, sounding every inch the spoilt, petulant brat.

“Now that’s a shame.” Lucas said, frowning mockingly at me. “Because you’re getting your ass beaten whether you like it or not. So you might as well enjoy it.”

Chris clasped my hips, raising me up from my kneeling position, readjusting me as I shivered.

His hand lowered, tracing the outline of my pussy. I nudged against him, trying to coax more than feather light touches from him.

He must have picked up some tricks from Jeremy, because he ignored my attempts, the tips of his fingers just grazing my clit, which pulsed and ached with need. The slow burn of arousal coiled around the residual throbbing sensitivity of my ass, and I wiggled at the combination.

Chris probed his fingers into me, gently screwing in first one, then two. My cunt was sore and swollen, but he was surprisingly gentle, coaxing a reaction from my body.

I moaned and backed into him, seeking more, and he strummed my clit, still slowly pumping his hand in me. I heard my pussy start to juice up, squelching loudly against his fingers. I rocked my hips, groaning, as he pulled his fingers from me with a pop.

He ran his hand along my weeping slit, coating it liberally with my slickness. I heard the crack, but my brain was slow to register the dawning pain. Chris had lubed up his hand with my cum, and slapped my ass. The wet crack of skin against skin had me digging my teeth into my bottom lip. It was so fucking painful. It was so fucking hot.

I rutted back into him, hips rolling, a silent request for more. Lucas panned away from my face, filming Chris as he rustled behind me, choosing a toy. Apprehension and arousal coiled in my gut, and I whined uneasily as the silence stretched on. I felt something drape across my already sore ass. The straps felt deceptively soft.

I recognised the toy by its four tails. Icy dread curled in me, even as I felt my pussy drip. Chris swatted at my ass gently, getting a feel for the tool, then stood, looming behind me.

He waggled the toy in greeting as I looked over my shoulder at him, and lashed out with the flog. I yelped emek escort bayan and flinched away. Chris straightened my hips.

“The more you flinch away, the harder I’m going to hit. Unless you think that’s as hard as I can go?”

I shook my head hurriedly, fear clenching my stomach, and my arousal running down my leg.

“Lucas, how many should I do?”

He hummed, and looked at my teary eyes, the way my fists clenched the sheets, and my ass, desperately thrusted towards Chris.

“I think ten should do for now. With the usual rules of course.” Chris lightly whipped at my ass.

“Rules?”

“She counts each hit, and every time she messes up, she gets two more.”

He smirked at me, the camera catching the look of betrayal I shot him.

“I like those rules,” Chris said, bringing the flog down on me with no preamble. I felt a searing pain, as it cracked against both ass cheeks, and I choked back my scream, instead grunting out a,

“One.”

Quickly, too quickly, it struck again, against my ass and thigh, coming dangerously close to my overtaxed holes. I teared up, locking my legs so I wouldn’t move away.

“Two.”

My voice wavered.

“Three. Fo-four.”

I was openly crying now, looking into the camera pleadingly as my body violently shook. A quick probe of fingers around my pussy gave away my excitement, and it was with less restraint that Chris brought the flog down again. It went off course, and lashed against the backs of my legs.

I shrieked in shock and agony, dropping to my haunches in an attempt to curl up. Chris tsked disapprovingly.

“Breaking both rules at once?”

He brought his hand down hard against my ass cheek, and I almost welcomed the solid thickness of it over the cutting, biting pain of the flog.

“Five.”

I changed my mind on the next stroke, his hand hitting me like a train, catching me on the side of my ass.

“Six!” I yelped.

He paused, rubbing against my clit. I rocked towards him, ass feeling tight and raw. The crack of the flog replaced his fingers, and I screamed in frustration and pain, sounding pathetic even to my own ears.

“Seven.”

He plunged his fingers into me again, worming them around in my clamping cunt. So close, so close, and the flog again. Every time I was almost there. I hated him in that moment. The pain was secondary to the burning in my pussy. I needed to cum.

“Eight.” I growled.

I was glaring at the camera, at Matthew leering from the corner, at everything. Lucas chuckled at the fearsome display, and, embarrassingly, I snarled at him. He opened his mouth to respond, but Chris was faster, and the straps bit into my throbbing ass, the pain cutting to the bone.

“Nineee.” I sobbed, arms shaking with the exertion of keeping upright.

Chris traced his hand down my abused backside, and the heat from his skin was an exquisite agony. He rubbed around my clit, and I juddered at the sensation, panting and staring vacantly into the camera as I fought towards my orgasm.

He pressed his fingers hard against my clit, and the pressure made me squirm and yowl, the direct contact too intense. He pulled back, and I traded one pain for another.

“T-Ten.”

I forced out, trembling. Another, and this time, one of the tails cracked against my pussy. I came convulsively, body shaking as my blood roared with sensation, my mind scrambling to understand the mingling of euphoria with incomprehensible pain.

I was still cumming when Chris spanked me, trading the flogger for his palm for the last few hits. I remembered myself barely in time, and choked out an “eleven” and “twelve”, voice cracking and faint.

“Good job.” Lucas said, looking down at me.

I shook and cried, tears tracking down my face, and cum tracking down my thighs. My body was a jumbled mess of sensations, and I collapsed into the bed, muscles finally giving out.

I chanced a look at Matthew, eyes blurry with half-shed tears. He looked less than human. His body screamed with tension, cords of muscle and vein popping out in his forearms. He was glaring at me, at the livid purple pink red patchwork of my ass, and the glaze of my cum on my pussy lips.

He hadn’t made a move to unzip his khakis, even though his cock was pressed so firmly against them that it must have been painful.

“Feeling left out, Matthew?” My voice was breathy, taunting.

“You wish you were the one to mark up my ass like this? You must hate just standing there. Watching someone else mark me up. Watching me cum from getting beaten, like a submissive little slut.”

My voice had gained strength as I continued, a vindictive pleasure staining my words.

“Fuck, I won’t even be able to sit down after this… and I’m going to be thinking of Chris every time my ass smarts.”

Chris smiled at that, when I turned to look at him, and playfully dragged his fingers down my spine. I turned my gaze back to Matthew, limpidly.

His eryaman escort bayan fists were clenching and unclenching, and his jaw was set. He took a step towards me, eyes promising retribution, but a sharp noise from Lucas stopped him short.

“I don’t think my wife,” he emphasized the word, “needs any more marks. Especially when you’re looking at her like that.”

Matthew shrugged with a forced indifference, and slouched against the wall again. I could only guess at the thoughts going through his head, but the expression on his face made me grateful for the protection Lucas and Chris offered.

My legs trembled, which was hardly surprising, given the day I’d had. Lucas still loomed over me, standing slightly between Matthew and I, under the guise of inspecting my ass.

“Oh, love, you’re going to be so sore tomorrow.” He whispered, gently cupping one cheek.

I whimpered and flinched, and he withdrew.

“I’m sore now.” I said petulantly.

Lucas looked down at me, studying the exhaustion in my face. I had been brutally used and fucked for almost six hours, now. I was sure it showed.

“This seems like as good a time as any to wrap things up.” Lucas said.

Chris ran a finger down my leg as I smiled wearily at him, then stepped away. Matthew looked on mutinously. His eyes were still fixed on my lacerated ass. His pants were still straining at the front. I hoped it hurt.

Lucas gingerly helped me up, and guided me to the bathroom. He gently cleaned my wounds, while I shivered, dazed. He straightened from his inspection, and I latched to him, legs shaking. He kissed my forehead, making a face at the taste of sweat and makeup, and I breathed a laugh.

His arms encircled me, and we stood there for a moment. He broke the contact reluctantly, and reached into the cabinet.

Whenever we used the floggers, Lucas would rub a cooling lotion into my skin, and tonight was no exception. With gentle touches, Lucas daubed on the lotion, smiling as I hissed at the contact.

As I relaxed into the motions, he gently spread the lotion around, careful to avoid the areas of broken skin. He filled a glass by the counter with water and took ibuprofen from the cabinet. I gulped the water and the pain medication greedily, and he refilled the glass twice more, eying me cautiously while I swayed.

“Come on, love. Let’s go say goodbye to our guests.”

He kissed my forehead again, despite the taste, and escorted me out. Chris and Matthew were waiting in the living room, looking exceedingly uncomfortable. Chris smiled as he looked up at us. Matthew did not.

Lucas and I stood near the door, him holding me upright, while we said our goodbyes to Chris and Matthew. I felt awkward. I wasn’t familiar with the proper etiquette of parting ways after a gangbang. Chris hugged me, squeezing me to him affectionately.

“I’ll send you those videos once I do some editing on them. Consider it my thank you gift.”

I smiled, and, on impulse, kissed him. To his credit, he reacted quickly, hands darting up to my face and tangling in my hair. After breathless seconds, I pulled away, and savoured the dazed look on his face.

“That’s… yea.” He said, incoherently.

“You’re a good guy, Chris. I’m really glad you were a part of this.”

My sincerity seemed to make him shy, and, with a last, wistful look at me, he turned to leave, giving Lucas an awkward wave as he went.

That left us and Matthew. He had regained his veneer of civility, but there was still a menacing look in his eyes that had my aching cunt clenching with both fear and arousal. He stepped forward, arms out, seemingly for a hug.

Apprehensively, I stepped into the circle of his arms. The hug was surprisingly gentle, but the whispered words in my ear were not.

“I am not going to forget tonight, little slut. I’m going to do this again to you, soon. And now, every time you see me, you’ll know that I’m thinking about the things I’m going to do to break you. You’ll always be looking over your shoulder. Looking for me.”

His voice dropped lower. I felt shivers run down my body, from the puff of breaths against my ear, and the implicit threat and promise in his words.

“One day, I will get you alone. I’ll be the one to beat your ass and leave you shattered. I’ll be the one making you scream. And, you know, I’ve always liked the idea of branding.”

I squirmed involuntarily, and his grip tightened a fraction. His tongue lathed my ear, but not affectionately. Possessively.

He bit down on my earlobe, hard, then pulled away.

He nodded to Lucas, both of them looking strained and uneasy, and left. He swaggered off, completely normal by all outward appearances, which was the scariest thing about him.

I repressed a shudder, and went back to Lucas’s arms. We stood by the door in silence for a while, both lost in our thoughts.

“I love you,” I mumbled into the curve of his arm.

He squeezed me tighter, burying his face in my knotted, tangled hair. He reeled back, making a face.

“There’s so much cum in your hair.”

He sounded so offended and surprised that I couldn’t help but burst out laughing, and, after a moment, he joined me.

“I think it’s time for me to take a shower.” I said. “Will you help?”

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The All-America Virgin

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Two Fridays ago, November 14, 1975, was a really fun day, the memories from which I’m sure will live in my heart and soul forever.

At 5:15 pm in the lobby tavern of the swank William Penn Hotel in downtown Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, I discovered through the sports report on KDKA-TV that I, Travis Rook, from the Ivy League’s University of Pennsylvania, was named as the all-purpose back on Time Magazine’s 1975 College Football 1st team All-America team.

Then…

At or around 6:00 pm in Room 335 upstairs at the same William Penn Hotel, I had sexual intercourse for the first time in my nearly 20 year old life. My sex partner was the same woman who was standing beside me and cheered with me when we together saw the KDKA-TV sports report.

Crazy.

Yes, I am a college football All-America and I was a virgin, pure as the driven snow, until the woman named Edie Coltan deflowered me early that evening.

So, for close to 45 minutes on my magical Friday afternoon, I was both a college football All-America and a virgin.

Oddly interesting.

It was and is and will always be most unlikely that a young man will be both a college football All-America and a virgin. Sociobiology says the world doesn’t work that way. College football All-Americas are well-honed, attractive physical specimens, both by definition and in reality, and are very desirable as mating partners with women. So, we the college football All-Americas will always get great sex, even after feminists of the early 70s dug their heels in the sand for the benefit of their gender, and possibly the detriment of my gender.

Here’s why we’ll always get great sex: it is sweet irony that since feminists have empowered women to go after anything they desire, such as college degrees, college faculty positions, and college football All-Americas, the sex available to the college football All-America will be better than we the college football All-Americas could have ever imagined.

Those are not my twisted thoughts. They are the learned thoughts of Marilyn Johns, Ph. D. and professor of philosophy at the University of Pennsylvania. Professor John is the smartest person I know, so I believe whatever she writes and says, especially if it involves college football All-Americas getting dynamite sex.

This sex game is now, in 1975, set up in the favor of college football All-Americas. In many respects, all us college football All-Americas have to do is simply stand there and wait for the women of our choice to…and I’ll be damned if this is not true…pick us up! In fact, women as the enlightened sexual creatures they are now make it so we would have to go completely out of our way or join a seminary to avoid sex. The probability of that happening is zero, or was zero because I wrecked the curve. Even though I am a well-honed attractive physical specimen with strength and speed enough to be a college football All-America – fleet of foot, just under six feet tall and 180 lbs with broad shoulders, narrow at the hips, and no body fat – I turned out as the lone virgin among all of us virile and vital young men.

So, I didn’t join a seminary, but I did go completely out of my way to avoid sex.

More about that later.

That’s right. College football All-America, then 45 minutes later I dipped my super-hard cock into Edie’s Hot Slot that was incredibly saturated with wetness, like warm gel. I was pleasantly surprised by her warm gel, because I really didn’t know what to expect. I guess all women are incredibly saturated with wetness like her. Don’t know. Never experienced it. Just read about it. Yet, once my super-hard cock passed Her Threshold – I’ve read the vulva can be called Her Threshold – she immediately moaned with gutteral passion, “Trevor! Ohhhhh…fuckfuck…yes! Yes! Yes!” Edie got my name wrong, but she was probably right about the orgasm as she indicated because she thrusted her hips wildly, fucking my cock for all it is worth. I have to believe her. I didn’t really know, though; I’d never seen or heard or felt a woman come with my dick in said woman.

I couldn’t hold back for her any longer, so just a moment later I shot my seed into Edie. That was my first orgasm ever that didn’t involve my hand. The entire intercourse experience from dick-dip to first rope took perhaps four point four seconds, right around my best time for the 40 yard dash. That’s All-America speed, but with Edie I’ll eventually need to slow that down and stay in longer to keep her interested.

The pillow talk after My Sexual Experience No. 1 went something like this:

Edie (with a smile, her head on my chest, and her leg curled up over my thighs) Oh, Travis. Sorry I called you Trevor. And, I meant to tell you: I’m on the pill.

Travis (thinking, with a silent gasp, I fucking forgot about that) That’s good, Edie. Sorry I didn’t consider that and left it all up to you.

Edie (still smiling, head on my chest, leg still curled up over my thighs) No problem. You’re nice. I’m eryaman escort not worried about that. What I’m thinking about is this: Jesus, Travis. Wow! I’ve never come so quickly and so goddamned hard! Your body…muscles everywhere! Your muscles everywhere rocked my body! And, my mind! You’re so handsome! (Edie’s inspects my body with her fingertips) I’m so lucky! Oh, my God! All-America! And, what a fuck! You’re making this big girl hot and horny again!

Travis (getting hard) Yes. I guess I am.

Edie (head on my chest, leg curled on my thighs, smiling while her hand massages my athletic pectoral) Just please, please give your cock to me again, like really soon. Like before we drive to Morgantown. Promise? God, you have a sexy chest. You’re just sexy all over! Big girls like me don’t have any opportunities with handsome guys like you. God, I can’t believe I’m in bed with you!

Travis (completely erected) Now, Edie! C’mon! Thank you. You flatter me, and I think you’re very attractive. I’m happy to be naked with you. You make my cock hard. So, Hot Thing, don’t look now, but I’m ready to give my throbbing hard cock to you again, pronto.

Edie (suddenly sitting up, tits in my face, staring at my cock, then placing her hand around the shaft of my cock) Oh, my God! You are ready! And, already ready! And, you’re blessed! (she’s slowly stroking my cock. It’s really throbbing)

Travis (smiling) Okay, I’m blessed. I was bored one afternoon, got my dick hard and measured it. Eight inches. Nothing to write home about.

Edie (tits in my face, encouraging me to suck them, so I oblige) Trust me, Travis. I’ve seen a dozen hard dicks in my seven years after the legal age of 18 – don’t ask me how or why – and you’re among the top two…Oh, Jeez, that’s some good sucking, Travis…Call your cock eight and a half inches…Oh, Jesus H. Christ! You’re sucking the chrome off my tits, just don’t stop…Saw a guy once with a ten inch cock, a beautiful cock, but he was a real asshole. You’ve won because you’re big and you’re nice…oh, just suck it. Suck it. You suck really well. Don’t stop, Travis. Don’t stop. Please.

Travis (Edie’s tits are a handful each. I’ve hit the mother lode.) Well, thank you, Edie. So, tell me: do you want the big hard throbbing cock from the nice guy now? Or, do you want to think it over more? (I tongue a nipple…she sucks air through her teeth)

Edie (on top, again, Hot Slot straddling my throbbing cock, face inches from my face) Yes! Now! Will you make me come again, like lightning?

Travis (placing my throbbing cock in Edie’s Hot Slot) Why, darling, yes!

Thus began our second fuck. We carried on for a couple minutes locked in one another’s eyes, smiling and panting and chatting.

The chatting went something like this:

Edie (grinding her steamy wet Hot Slot on my slippery hard cock) Oh, Travis! I want to make sure you’re having a good time fucking me. Are you? I’m a big girl. Is it okay for me to be on top? Oh, are you having a good time fucking me? Tell me.

Travis (holding on to Edie’s ass, helping her grind my slippery hard cock) Edie! My God! Yes! I’m having a great time fucking you. You’re very attractive. And you like to fuck. And your tits are huge and firm and dangling in my face when you’re on top. I prefer lying under you. This is an ideal situation for me, Ms. Coltan! I’m having a good time fucking you. Absolutely! Are you having a good time fucking me?

Edie (issuing what I call “Edie’s fuck face”, a combo of slouching eye slits and a drooping jaw) Oh, Travis! You’re by far the best looking man, the most handsome man, the most muscular man, and the leanest man I’ve ever fucked! It’s wonderful letting you fuck me. Ohhhhh…again, Travis! You’re making me come…oh, fuckfuck…fuck!

Edie pumps her crotch on my cock fast. And faster! I cupped her ass cheeks in my strong hands, moving in time to her to thrusts, keeping her ass from hitting the ceiling.

“Oh, Handsome Guy, hold my ass and let me fuck you hard! Let me fuck you fast! Oh, my God, I can’t believe I have a hot All-America between my legs! I’m coming again, Travis! Holy fuck! You own me! You own me! I’ll fuck your cock anytime. You decide. Fuckfuck fuckfuck! Lover, my lover! Do me a big favor. I just thought of this. Pull your cock out and come on my tits! They’re big, my lover. G cups. 38Gs! I can tell you love them. Come all over them!”

And, I do.

******

That was special. I was elated. I knew how to come on tits; that’s something I had practiced.

More about that later.

So, I did come on Edie’s tits. Gallons. She screamed with delight and passion. I rubbed it all over her tits like suntan lotion, paying close attention to her nipples. That’s a lot of area to come on, but I did it. It’s all over the place.

It was my third orgasm in four hours, but the volume of spunk has been like that of a porn star every fucking time.

Sex is much better than beating elvankent escort off, although I’m not prepared to give up that avocation just yet.

Edie is a great teacher, even though I think she didn’t know I was a virgin. I was inexperienced but confident for a young man who had just gotten his first piece of ass only minutes before, probably because I had read all about it.

Call it educated bravado.

After talking with my teammates at Penn for nearly a year and a half, and referring to my extensive book study about sex, I have to say we college men are misinformed. Our knowledge of sex is superior and simplistic yet can’t possibly be accurate, for if we know so much, why aren’t we getting fucked a lot more often?

Sure, I was well-read, but I had absolutely no experience with women when I entered Penn. Study hall commenced on December 15, 1973, my 18th birthday and was held at The Fountain, a soda shop near the hospital clinic in the small mining town of Camp Creek, West Virginia, where I grew up. The proprietor kept enough of an inventory of magazines covering the topics of sex to keep me coming back. I figured I spent enough time at The Fountain drinking chocolate milkshakes and reading about fucking and sucking that I was a book-smart expert, even if my dick had never been in close proximity to a woman’s vagina.

******

Tom Golden had film of me in action on the television screen for several seconds.

“Travis Rook of Penn played defensive back, running back and returned kicks and punts, scoring an amazing 42 touchdowns in his season of only 9 games. His best outing was at number 11 Boston College, Travis’ very first varsity game, where he led Penn to the upset victory by amassing 635 all-purpose yards and crossing the goal line 7 times, both NCAA single-game records.”

Crossing the goal line 7 times was apparently enough to encourage Ms. Coltan to recognize me and feel safe with her desire to embrace me. Edie told me later that night she was going to hug me anyway, so the announcement of my inclusion on the Time Magazine team was a “most convenient excuse”.

It didn’t take long to learn a lot about Edie. She’s very talkative after sex. We had three fucks in the William Penn room 335 before we hit the road for Morgantown at 8:30 pm. Between the second and third fuck Edie told me all about her career. She has a bachelors of science in mechanical engineering from West Virginia University and works with the PPG engineering department downtown. She discussed with me what she’s doing for PPG and how proud she is of her contributions. She, however, bewailed about how it sucks sometimes to be one of a few women engineers. She gets no respect, she said, it’s a men’s club, and there is too much sex talk among the men within earshot of the women. She’s even been slapped on the ass three times by one male engineer, she admitted.

So, I told her some things I had noticed. I noticed she has the ability to influence those around her unlike other women and men I know. “You took command down there, Edie,” I said, referring to an incident in the lobby tavern that involved an unreasonable woman she had never met. “You got your way and you defused a cat fight. That was great!”

My stroking of Edie’s ego, as sincere as I was, led us to our third fuck, by far the best one as Edie put on display her propensity to not be an apologist but to just go for it.

“You like the Gs, Travis?” Edie asked while she fucked me from the top. “I know you do. Your eyes were as big as they are when I popped them out for you the first time. Firm Gs. I’m 25 years old, Travis, and tits this large, this massive should be beginning to start sagging. Not Edie, my man. My beautiful man! You are a fine lover, Travis. And, you like my tits. And, that’s good because there are a lot of tits to like.”

Edie paused, but I was enjoying her show, both video and audio. I let her talk. And fuck. I let her talk and fuck.

“I’m not like the other big girls, My Lover. I know what’s sexy about me. And, I use it to my benefit. And yours. Your benefit. I drove you mad during our first fuck, didn’t I? I came instantly. You came almost instantly! You couldn’t take your eyes off of the tits, because I had them in your face, of course. I found the sex prize of 1975 when I seduced you. You’re a beautiful man. I’m sure you get sex four times a week. Maybe five. From those Ivy League girls. Tell me, though, has anyone of those Philadelphia women fucked you like I have fucked you this evening? Probably not. We’re on our third fuck in an hour, Mr. College Football All-America. Has any of those Philadelphia women even talked with you for an hour? Now I’m your go-to girl, because I’m interested in you, I love to be with you, I think I love you, and no one fucks you like Edie Coltan. The express bus goes both ways during the weekends, Travis, my lover. In five hours on a Friday, I can be at Penn. I’ll dress modestly, but you’ll know what’s under my emek escort sweater and cords. Nothing. I can leave the bra and panties at home and no one would know but you and me. And, you’ll be begging me to take off my clothes so you can get the Fuck Of Your Life, Volume 2 Issues 1 through 4!

I didn’t say a word. I just shot the large load. Then, Edie had a huge orgasm.

I’ve been fucked three times in my young life. That last one was the best. Edie’s soundtrack was really sexy.

I own her? Damn. She owns me!

******

Edie convinced the other women in the bar, especially the older woman with the fake tits, that I was her man. She convinced me I was her man. I think it’s called ‘marking territory’ and she did this like a pro in a matter of two minutes without pissing on anything. Maybe a minute and a half. Anyway, I think Edie’s going to defeat PPG sexual harassment, garner respect for her engineering skills, and will probably go far in life. Of course, I might feel that way because in the past hour I have developed a serious crush on her and I think she is just the best!

Edie’s nice and bright and sexy as chubby women go, but do I want to pair up for the duration at age 20?

I don’t think so, yet Edie presents a strong case without even trying.

******

So much happened in that William Penn bar in just over 30 minutes it made me dizzy.

The action timeline went something like this:

5:00 pm – Travis Rook, sophomore philosophy major, honor student, and all-purpose back for the University of Pennsylvania varsity football team, arrives at William Penn Hotel after stepping off the Philly-Pitt Express bus into the cloudy and cold mid 30s dusk.

5:10 pm – After taking a monster leak, Travis enters the William Penn lobby tavern in search of a beer

5:11 pm – Bartender checks Travis’ photo ID to discover he is not 21 years of age. No beer for Travis.

5:12 pm – Travis tells the bartender he just rolled in from Philadelphia on the express bus and asks if he can stay and watch the sports report before he hitchhikes to Morgantown, West Virginia. Bartender agrees and gives Travis a Coca-Cola gratis.

5:13 pm – A woman enters the William Penn lobby tavern and approaches the bar beside Travis. Travis assesses her quickly: The woman in black corduroy slacks and a light gray Pendleton wool pullover sweater is not a runway model. She’s chubby with a big round ass, but has large major league tits to even things up. As well, she has that full black hair/dark eyes combo that gets Travis every time. What the hell, Travis figures, I won’t have sex with her either. The woman stands beside Travis and orders a Rolling Rock draft. She is immediately served after showing the bartender her photo ID. This impresses Travis. An older woman. Travis’ dick awakens from its dormant state.

5:14 pm – The chubby woman introduces herself to Travis. Her name is Edie Coltan. They mutually discover in a matter of seconds they are both travelers and are both headed for Morgantown to see friends. “That’s nice,” Edie says. “Very nice,” says Travis, not knowing where he wants to take this Edie thing.

5:15 pm – Tom Golden, KDKA-TV sportscaster, announces four members of the Time Magazine 1975 College Football All-America team are from Pennsylvania colleges. They are: Tony Dorsett, running back from Pitt, Chris Bahr, kicker from Penn State, Greg Buttle, linebacker from Penn State, and Travis Rook, all-purpose back from Penn. Pictures of each were shown. Travis is shocked. Edie is immediately turned on. Evidently, so is a pretty older woman nearby.

5:16 pm – Edie turns to Travis and gives him a big frontal hug. Her tits push in a big way into Travis’ torso. “I’m so impressed, Travis! You’re an All-America and you’re an Ivy Leaguer. Congratulations! I’ve never known a college football All America! Now I do!” Edie hugs Travis again. Big frontal. Her tits push in a big way into Travis’ torso. Again. She has to know what she’s doing, he thinks. There is now major activity in the crotch section of Travis’ Levi’s.

5:17 pm – Pretty older woman who’s half drunk butts in to the conversation, hangs herself around Travis’ neck, kisses him squarely on the lips before announcing to Travis, “Oh! All-America athlete and Ivy Leaguer! I want to have your baby! Please? I want to be the mother of your child!” Travis is now completely erected, yet painfully bent into his jeans. He winces, but he’ll have to accept that because there is no way he can make the necessary adjustments without drawing even more attention.

5:18 pm – Pretty older woman who’s drunk is probably not joking. Edie wedges herself between the older woman and Travis. Travis’ hard-on knot drills into Edie’s big ass. She tightens her big ass to accept his knot in her ass crack through her cords. Travis now has a new and improved appreciation for Edie’s ass. “Look, honey, if Travis here is fucking anyone from this bar tonight, it’s me.” Now, he’s gone in a matter of seconds from no women who want to fuck him to at least two women who want to fuck him like right now. Luckily, somewhere around three o’clock pm Travis got horny on the bus and stepped into the water closet to beat off, so he figures he’s not about to blow a load in the midst of a cat fight.

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