Hello Folks,
Here's a tale I haven't posted in a while; I'm sure some of you will ... like it?
An Evening with Ronni and Katt
I don’t know whether this is confessing ... or bragging, but it was a very memorable evening that I will treasure forever.
I came home from work one afternoon to find a message on the answering machine from, well, nowadays I guess you’d call her my “fuck-buddy”, Ronni. She was a cute, plump, petite woman, ten-years older than I was, with whom I had an ongoing physical relationship for nearly a decade. She was blonde and bisexual; a nurse by profession with an excellent “bedside manner” that never failed to bring out the lusty devil in me.
The message was a vague invitation to drop by her current residence, an upper-class trailer park where she was living with kind of strange guy who was a part-time transvestite (he was out of town at the time and never involved in any of my escapades with Ronni). A big smile covered my face as I listened to her invitation; come by and see me always meant come over and fuck me. It was twenty miles one-way, but definitely worth the drive.
I quickly showered and shaved and, as a special treat that we both enjoyed, I carefully denuded my balls and the base of my cock. I sat on the edge of the bed and as I waited for my hair to dry I rolled a few joints (‘twas the ‘norm’ in those days, sigh), then I slipped on my jeans, sans underwear (just something extra to take off), sneakers and a T-shirt and headed out the door.
It was just starting to get dark when I got out of my car and walked up the steps to the side door of the mobile home, where I found a note taped to it: “Steve, just let yourself in, Ronni”.
I entered the kitchen and it appeared that the place was deserted; a few lights were burning but it was really quiet. On the counter beside the stove I saw a glass of red wine with a piece of paper beneath it; another message instructing me to go to the master bathroom. I picked up the glass of wine and headed down the hallway and as I neared the bedroom, I could hear the sounds of muted giggles coming from inside.
The bedroom was empty and lit only by the flickering orange flames of a few candles and through the partly opened bathroom door I could see that it was similarly illuminated.
When I entered the bathroom, I was very surprised, and very pleased, to find Ronni in the large circular bathtub in the company of another lady who had a very deep tan and platinum blonde hair. Wineglasses in hand, they both grinned up at me from the foamy bubble bath. My cock was throbbing as I sat on the step up to the tub and she introduced me to her companion; she went by the name of Katt and she was a stripper at a local adult theatre and an “acquaintance” of the absent TV roommate.
My mind was reeling as I sat beside them and tried to listen and respond to their chitchat while I devoured the sexy scene with my eyes. I mean, holy shit! Who could have ever imagined walking in on such a scene, it was like something you only read about in Penthouse’s Forum or their phony letters section.
I knew Ronni very well; she was about as close to being a nymphomaniac as someone could be without really being one. She was an extraordinarily sensual lady with a pixie-like smile, incredibly sensitive nipples (the only woman I had ever know who could have an orgasm just from me playing with them) and a beautiful pussy that fit me like a glove and literally gushed when she came.
Katt was nearly her exact opposite, physically, that is. Ronni was barely five foot two, pleasingly plump with soft, creamy-white skin and breasts that filled my hands perfectly; Katt was tall and very tan with large, full breasts and the firm, toned body of a dancer. Whew!
I lit a joint and we passed it around and drank our wine, all the time I could feel my cock leaking on my thigh as I watched the ladies engaging in subtle teasing beneath the bubbles.
When we had finished with the joint and our glasses were nearly empty, Ronni suggested that I go into the bedroom and make myself comfortable, an idea that I wholeheartedly agreed with.
In no time at all I was naked and reclining against a pile of pillows on the king-size bed while I listened to Ronni and Katt giggling in the bathroom. The ten minutes or so that it took until they came out seemed like an hour and my cock had gone from a full-blown, rock-hard erection to a state where it was laying thick and drooling on my thigh. Then I heard the sounds of two pairs of high heels walking across the tiled bathroom floor. As the door slowly began to open, someone extinguished the bathroom candles and I lay there gazing into the blackened doorway, then they slowly emerged.
Holy cow!
What had seemed to be a fantasy come true was now my (and maybe your) wildest wet dream come true as they came strutting into the flickering candlelight. Katt was wearing a corset with black and red vertical stripes, black stockings that came nearly to her firm, shapely ass, and a pair of those sexy, come-fuck-me heels with the straps crisscrossing her toes and wrapped around her ankles. Pantyless and clean-shaven, the pouting lips of her pussy gleamed in the candlelight.
Ronni followed close behind her; she was wearing a corset, seamed stockings and come-fuck-me pumps with four-inch heels; her ensemble was all in black and topped off with a “barely there” sheer black dressing gown. Her pussy was also freshly shaved; I could almost taste the dewy drops of nectar that were forming on her luscious full lips.
They paused and posed for me near the darkened doorway, then they slowly came closer to the bed. Standing beside the bed, Katt put one foot up on the mattress, and as she spread her thighs, Ronni’s hand appeared from between her thighs and her petite fingers parted Katt’s engorged lips, murmuring words to the effect of: “Doesn’t she have a lovely pussy? I bet you can’t wait to taste it and feel it wrapped around your cock.”
(The actual conversation from that night, twenty-something years ago, is long forgotten, but the images will last a lifetime.)
She dragged her fingers through Katt’s glistening groove, then lifted them to her mouth and slowly sucked them between her ruby-red lips, sighing softly as she relished the sweet treat. A wicked grin covered her face and she winked at me, then she kneeled down beside Katt. She rubbed her face sensuously against a nylon-clad thigh, and as if one some unspoken cue, Katt turned slightly and Ronni tilted her head back and her long pink tongue slipped from between her lips and slowly lapped at Katt’s swollen lips. Katt moaned with delight, then she grasped Ronni’s head and pulled it tight to her pussy; soft, ecstatic moans filled the room as each reveled with delight at the other’s touch and taste.
I lay there staring in awe at the spectacle of these two lovely ladies enjoying themselves, for my pleasure as much as their own. My cock was once again bobbing and dripping and I resisted the temptation to masturbate to this erotic vision.
After a few minutes of sucking and slurping at Katt’s pussy, Ronni pulled her face away from Katt’s now completely soaked crotch and stood up beside her. They moved to the foot of the bed, then they climbed up on it and crawled toward me like two stalking lionesses. As they lay down beside me, I felt soft hands enfolding my cock and scrotum; Katt’s eager mouth engulfed one of my nipples while Ronni kissed me and purred a promise of delights such as I had never known.
The rest of the evening was a blur of lust and desire. Some of my memories are of Ronni riding my cock while Katt stood over me with open legs and I watched my fuck-buddy eating her gorgeous naked pussy while she filled her own with my cock. In an unending feast of wanton debauchery, I had my cock deep in one lady’s pussy while the other sat on my face and flooded my mouth with her nectar. How many times they traded places during the evening I have no idea, but the scenario was played out over and over again.
Katt would lie on the bed as Ronni stood beside it, bending over and eating Katt as I took Ronni from behind. A strap-on dildo was produced from a bedside table; Ronni put it on and proceeded to fuck Katt with it while I lubed up Ronni’s ass and sodomized her from behind. Ronni would climb onto my cock and Katt would alternately eat her ass and then lick Ronni’s abundant juices from my shaft and balls as she rode me.
On and on through the night we fucked and sucked, indulging our ravenous libidos with reckless abandon. Nobody counted the number of orgasms that the ladies had; they must have surely had dozens and the room was thick with the sweet aroma of well-fucked and thoroughly eaten pussy and ass.
But through it all, some five hours of wanton fornication, I only came once; partly due to my youthful stamina and partly because of the frequent changes in position and the mini-pauses that came with them; a smoke break or sip of wine all increased the longevity of the evening. But when I did come, it was glorious.
Katt was sitting on my face…again, and Ronni was pounding my cock against her cervix when I felt it beginning. My muffled moans vibrated Katt’s pussy as I clutched her firm ass and Ronni, through years of feeling my cock exploding inside her, knew that I was about to let fly, just from the change in the pulse of my cock. Just before the first jet of semen surged through my cock, she pulled herself off, then she knelt between my thighs and took me in her mouth. Katt leaned forward and laid her body over mine and they locked the head of my cock between their mouths and as they suckled on my drooling organ, I erupted with such intensity that some of my semen actually landed on Katt’s back.
It was a very long drive home that morning, and an even longer day at work, but I wouldn’t have missed my evening with Ronni and Katt for the world.

Bookstore Bad-Boy & The Slut
Part I
© 2003 by Ben Hartley


It was a cool fall evening in the middle of the week and I was bored to death; nothing was on the tube and everyone was busy, so guess what I decided to do.

Forty-five minutes later I was getting out of my Toyota 4X4 in the bookstore parking lot. It was kinda busy that night; the lot was over half full. Could be a good thing (lots of horny cocksuckers) could be a bad thing (an arcade full of trolls and old men).

I opened the door and went inside, checking out the lurkers as I laid a five-dollar bill on the counter. There were about seven or eight males of all descriptions; a couple of young looking Latinos, two guys who could have been retirees, another looked like he just crawled out of his cardboard box and the rest were nondescript white collar married men looking for a cheap thrill.

I slipped the stacks of quarters into a pocket of my field jacket and wandered into the murky arcade. This wasn’t my favorite bookstore; it had about a dozen booths, mostly back to back with no gloryholes, but it was nice and dark and close to home, handy on a night like tonight. Many of the booths were occupied, a few were out of order and there were the usual horny fuckers hanging out in the aisles. I made my way toward an unlit booth and after receiving a few “accidental” exploratory bumps along the way, I was finally leaning against the back of the booth dropping quarters into the coin box.

The porn was pretty hot, I didn’t even need to play with myself to become aroused, but the action wasn’t happening like I wanted it to. After shooing away a couple of trolls and an octogenarian, I was down to my last four quarters. I dropped them into the coin box and decided just to dump my load on the floor and go home.

I opened my fly, slipped my lace panties aside and released my swollen cock. Having been so turned on by the porn for that last twenty minutes or so I knew that I would cum in no time, so I teased a nipple and stroked my cock leisurely, building up to an aching climax. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the erotic sensation of my masturbation. My cock was hard as steel and it glistened in the flickering light of the movie from the massive amount of pre-cum that was lubing it.

A soft voice jolted me out of my ecstatic little world; “Nice cock. How would you like to take it back to my place?”

I stood up straight and instinctively covered my throbbing cock with my jacket. There at the entrance to my booth was a kind of average looking guy: thirty-something about five-nine, medium weight with sandy brown hair. Not the threatening type at all and not the cop type either. He took a step toward me, reached out and ran a soft hand over my dripping meat.

“I have an apartment about five minutes from here, what do you say?”

What the hell, I thought, it wasn’t that late and I always preferred a more casual setting than this.

“Sure, why not,” I said.

He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and pressed it into my hand. “Here’s my address, I’ll see you in about five, ok?”

I assured him that I would be right behind him and he turned and left. I wedged my cock back into my panties and zipped up just as the movie shut off.

Five minutes later I was pulling into an apartment parking lot across from a local community college just a few miles away from where I lived. I cruised around it until I had the numbers figured out then parked near his block of apartments. I climbed out of my truck and headed straight for the stairs that led up to his place. The door opened less than two seconds after I knocked and the grinning stranger let me in.

“Hi, call me DH, would you like something to drink?” he asked as I shucked off my jacket.

“My name’s Ben,” I said, “a scotch on the rocks would be nice or a beer, whichever you have.”

“Why don’t you have a seat in the bedroom while I get your drink? Make yourself comfortable.”

He disappeared into the kitchenette as I walked into what was obviously the bedroom. I could here the tinkling of ice as I took off my shoes and sat down on the bed that was covered with several large throw pillows. In a few seconds he came into the room and handed me a broad, squat glass filled with a very generous amount of amber colored booze. I sipped my drink and he walked around the foot of the bed to a small credenza against the wall where he lit a candle. Then he left the bedroom and turned out the lights in the living room and kitchenette. When he returned he was unbuttoning his shirt.

“Why don’t you get undressed,” he said as he walked around the bed.

I sat my drink on the nightstand, stood up and unfastened my pants; as they were falling to the floor I stripped off my long-sleeved T-shirt, tossed it to the floor and stepped out of my pants. When I turned around he was facing away from me, sitting on the corner of the bed with his shirt off as he untied his shoes. His shoes hit the floor and he stood up and let his pants fall around his ankles. Still wearing his briefs, he turned around and faced me; I thought his eyes were going to fall out of his head.

“Holy shit!” was all he said.

I was wearing a black lace bustier that held up my RHT stockings, and a pair of pre-cum soaked stretch lace panties, which flaunted my bulging cock very nicely.

“Holy shit, Ben!” he said again, “I wasn’t expecting this at all. When I saw you at the arcade, and then getting out of your 4X4, I thought “Lumber Jack Type”, but this, this is so...so sexy!”

He walked around the bed and came closer to me; the bulge in his briefs showed his approval.

“I’m so glad you like my lingerie, DH,” I murmured.

I ran my hands over my chest and down to my thighs and turned around slowly, giving him a good look at what he was getting.

“Oh yeah,” he said, “I like it a lot.”

I reached out and put an arm around his shoulders.

“Show me how much you like it baby,” I said as I pulled his body against mine.

I reached up, pulled one of the cups of my bustier down, and pulled his face toward my erect nipple. He needed no prompting at all. His eager mouth enveloped my nipple, sending sparks of delight racing through my body.

“Ah...that’s nice,” I moaned as he hungrily devoured my nipple.

He wriggled out of his briefs, and his hard cock pressed against mine as his hands explored my body. His hands took hold of my ass and he thrust his cock against my soggy panties; he wasn’t very well endowed, maybe five and a half inches at most, but his cock was thick and rock hard. I caressed his head as he gnawed at my nipples, his hands kneaded my ass and I reached up and tweaked one of his nipples; his teeth clamped down harder on mine and a muffled throaty groan came from his mouth as his cock slid under my balls.

He leaned against me and the back of my knees hit the mattress, I sat down and he followed me with his mouth still glued to my nipple. He put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me back onto the bed and I reclined on one of the pillows, then he fell to his knees on the floor. Pushing my knees apart he nuzzled his face into my crotch, licking and sucking my balls and the shaft of my cock through my soggy panties. His hands slowly ran up the curves of my calves then caressed my knees; I slid my hands inside the cups of my bustier and rolled my nipples between my fingers.

His hands were slowly working their way over my thighs; finally they passed over my hips and grasped the waistband of my panties. When he tugged at them, I lifted my ass and he pulled them down to my ankles. Sitting on the floor he took hold of my foot, lifted it from my lacy wet panties and held it to his face. His tongue ran over my instep and across my toes; he took them into his mouth and sucked at them, all the time moaning softly. His ravenous tongue fluttered over my ankle and followed a delightful trail up to my knee; my cock bobbed in the air and I watched with voyeuristic delight as he sat my foot back on the floor and repeated the process to my other leg.

He rose back to his knees, put his arms behind my knees and pulled me toward him until my ass was hanging off of the bed. Slowly he licked at my smooth shaven balls, my pulsing cock bounced off his nose as drops of pre-cum slowly ran down its shaft. A sparkling drop of it dribbled onto my balls and his tongue slowly followed the glistening trail back to its source. A soft hand gently kneaded my balls as he ran the underside of his tongue over the oozing tip of my cock. I watched as his tongue lewdly washed over the head of my cock, then he took it between his lips and slowly nursed on the swollen head.

I lowered my head and closed my eyes, loosing myself the wonderfully erotic sensations that his mouth was delivering. Soft moans drifted up from my crotch as he pulled on my balls and I leaked thick streams of pre-cum into his mouth. His free hand was still caressing my leg; it slowly made its way up my body until it found the top of my bustier; I pulled the cup down and he immediately seized the nipple and began rolling it firmly between his fingers. More pre-cum leaked from my cock and he lowered his mouth over the shaft, taking it all in until my fat head was resting against the back of his throat.

His tongue danced around my throbbing meat as he slowly worked his mouth up and down the shaft. He let it slip out of his mouth and let it slide wetly over his face, then swallowed it again and forced it deep into his mouth. The head hit his throat again, he paused and I heard him gag slightly, then the muscles of his throat began to relax and I slid deeper into it. He pumped my cock into his throat, working the muscles around it, taking it in until his nose was buried in my pubic hair. He would deep throat me for a few seconds, come up for a gasp of air and then drive my meat back into his talented throat.

I think he could sense that I was getting pretty close; he let my cock slip from his mouth again then lifted my knees up to my chest and rolled me onto my side.

He grabbed my cock and said, “Hold your knees to you chest for me Ben.”

I did as he asked and curled up into a ball on the bed with my cock and balls protruding from between my thighs. As he slowly teased my engorged cock with his fingers, he began licking and kissing my ass. He ran his tongue slowly down the crack, barely touching the hole, then wickedly taunting my balls. He went back along the same route and repeated this over and over until I was going crazy.

Without warning he rolled me onto my back and buried his face between my saliva covered cheeks. He wallowed his face between them, slurping and sucking my anus as my balls draped over his nose. I felt his tongue touching my juicy puckered hole, he grabbed my cheeks and spread them far apart and the tip of his tongue entered me. Slowly he fucked my ass with the tip of his tongue; I could feel huge amounts of pre-cum oozing out the tip of my cock and hear his muffled sighs when it dripped onto his face. His tongue slid further inside me and paused. It wiggled around my sphincter and I moaned with delight. He pumped it back and forth against it then drove it in even deeper and I rolled my head around, groaning as it slid in and out of me. It felt like he had at least three or four inches of tongue up my ass and he really knew what to do with it, too.

I lay there squirming and groaning with an almost continuous flow of pre-cum pouring from my cock as he deep-tongued my horny ass. His talented tongue popped out of my ass and slowly slathered its way across the area between my sopping hole and my balls. A low moan came from me as it moved wetly over my balls; as one was sucked into his mouth I let out with a loud, “Uhgn...Oh yeah!” His lips locked around it and he stretched it away from my crotch as his tongue swirled around it. After a few minutes he let it slip from his mouth and quickly swallowed its mate. I lay there, writhing in ecstasy as he relentlessly assaulted my cum-filled testicles; my throbbing cock felt like a piece of cast iron.

He had just released my tormented nut and was working his way up the shaft of my cock when there was a knock at his front door. He casually lifted his head and looked at the clock beside the bed.

“Oh shit,” he said, “that’s my Wednesday nine o’clock. Hang on, I won’t be a second.”

He stood up and went into the living room; I collapsed in a sexual delirium with my sprawled legs hanging off the side of the bed and my rock hard meat pulsing in the air. In just a few seconds he came back into the room...with another guy!

The new person looked like the college type; goatee, pierced ears, baseball hat and baggy shorts. Neither of them said a word, the new guy looked at me curiously, dropped his shorts and lay back on the bed with his thick curved cock almost touching his belly. DH knelt on the floor and swallowed his fleshy banana, pumping his mouth rapidly up and down its length. I lay there, fondling my wet balls and pinching a nipple as I watched the hot cocksucker in action. In less than five minutes it was over; Joe College gave out with a loud grunt and blew his load into DH’s hungry mouth, then pulled up his shorts and walked to the door with DH.

I heard the door shut and DH came back to the bedroom. His cock was hard and the head was a pale purplish color, his face was covered with a shit-eating grin and there was a small dribble of sperm on his chin. He wiped the drool of semen from his chin, then licked it from his finger.

“I do a lot of blow jobs on a regular basis,” he said. “All the horny college kids across the road have passed my number around and I have it written on the bathroom wall at the bookstore; I do that guy every Wednesday at nine. I was just so carried away with you that I forgot all about it.”

He knelt between my knees and gazed down at my drooling cock; “Now where were we? Oh yeah!”

He swooped down on my cock like a falcon on a pigeon, slurping and drooling around it as he pounded it against the back of his throat. He took it back into his throat again, swallowing it as if it were a piece of spaghetti. I felt his muscles working around the head as he gobbled it down, then he locked them around it and pumped his head back and forth, running his tongue along the underside of my cock as he masturbated the head with his throat. He pushed his face down until his lips were around the base of my cock; a hand filled itself with my balls, squeezing and pulling them as he worked his throat around my meat. Then with a slow, jerky motion he began to pull away from me, slowly letting my cock slip out of his grasping throat.

He sat back on his heels, still fondling my balls as he stroked his cock.

“Do you want me to make you cum Ben?” ha asked.

I couldn’t believe that he had to ask.

“Oh yeah,” I moaned, “do it baby, make me cum for you.”

He grinned and winked at me.

“I knew you’d say that,” he said, “but there’s just one thing,”

He got off the bed and went over to the nightstand, where he got something out of a drawer and then he resumed his position between my thighs.

“I’d like to cum too,” he said, “I haven’t gotten off since last Friday; I only masturbate when I’m really turned on, and you’ve really got me turned on.”

He spread his knees between my thighs, spreading them far apart as he lowered his ass onto the mattress and started slowly stroking his cock. He reached out and caressed my low hanging balls.

“I want to come on you Ben,” he said. “I want to shoot my cum all over your cock and balls, lick it off of you then suck you till you cum in my mouth. Is that ok with you?”

Ok with me? That was about he hottest thing anyone had ever wanted to do to me (at the time).

“Oh, yeah,” I sighed, “I’d love to feel you cumming on my crotch. Go ahead and do it babe.”

He smiled down at me and began jacking off in earnest. As I watched his hot show I stroked my own cock and teased a nipple. He moved closer to me and pressed his dribbling cock-head against my balls; I raised my leg, placed a foot on his chest and teased one of his hard little nipples with my nylon-covered toes. He closed his eyes and groaned deeply and I felt his hot pre-cum leaking over my balls.

As I continued toying with his nipple his breathing became faster as did his stroking. He opened his eyes and looked down at me.

“I...I like to use poppers when I cum, you don’t mind do you?”

“No man, I don’t mind. I like to use ‘em myself,” I said, “you can pass it my way when you’re done.”

He grinned at me then closed his eyes and stroked his cock even faster. He lifted the small brown bottle to his nose, twisted the cap off with one hand and inhaled deeply from it, then he twisted the cap back on and tossed it onto the mattress beside me. I picked it up, opened it and took a quick, deep huff from it then covered the top of the bottle with my thumb and watched him as his face flushed a soft red color. His face twisted into a strained sneer and he started to grunt.

“Ah fuck, Ben! I’m gonna cum...I’m...I...Aauuggh!”

His hot cum shot out of his cock in a thick ropy stream and splashed over my bustier and onto my nipple. I rubbed the slippery stuff into it as he lowered his spurting cock and began to drench my crotch with his sizzling spunk. His thick curds coated my cock and balls, dribbling over my delighted anus. Errant jets of the stuff shot onto my thighs; he rose onto his knees and moved closer to my crotch as he pumped stream after stream of cum onto me.

The poppers had me so buzzed that I almost came when he pressed the head of his cock between my balls. I couldn’t believe how much cream this guy was producing, but then he had saved up nearly a weeks worth. Finally he gave out a loud gasping grunt and fell forward. He caught himself with his hands and was poised over me with his spasming cock pressed hard against mine.

“Oh man,” he gasped, “man, oh man, that was fuckin’ hot. Baby, I came so damn good. Now it’s your turn, Ben.”

He leaned down and licked the lumpy stuff from my bustier, then pushed himself up, slid back and lowered his face between my thighs. His hot tongue ran over them, licking the stray semen from my stocking tops as he worked his was up to my balls. Anticipating the touch of his tongue on my balls, I held the bottle to my nose and took a deep breath of it. A warm tingling rush flowed through my body as he lapped at the thick jizz covering my balls. I lay there moaning and groaning as his greedy tongue sought out his spent seed, his tongue covered every inch of my scrotum. One at a time he sucked them back into his mouth and thoroughly cleansed them, and then he lifted them with his nose and began lapping the thick stuff from my ass.

“Oh yeah...oh baby...mmm,” I groaned, “eat it babe...ahh yeah, get it all.”

His insatiable mouth gobble at my ass, sucking and licking at his sperm. He put his hands under my knees and lifted them up and apart, spreading my ass wide open for his hot mouth. I filled my lungs again as his long cum covered tongue slithered into my drenched hole.

“Yeah, fuck me, baby...give me that nasty tongue...deeper, baby, deeper,” I urged him.

Juicy muffled groans were his reply as he ate my ass like a starved man.

I grabbed one of my nipples, squeezing and twisting it hard; pre-cum streamed out of my cock as the nasty fucker tongue fucked me into a frenzy. I was going nuts, twisting my head, moaning and cussing as I humped my ass against his face. I was almost ready to cum without a hand being laid on my cock.

Slowly he eased his long tongue out of me and it started its journey toward my cock. He paused to lavish a little more attention on my balls, then slowly licked and sucked his way up the shaft of my cock. With his lips wrapped half around the head he licked and probed its little hole as he leered into my eyes. He let it fall from his lips and fucked at it with the tip of his tongue.

He rubbed his lips against it as he murmured, “You want it, don’t you Ben?” his tongue fluttered over it lightly, “You want your cock in my mouth.”

I groaned deep and slutty as he ran a sucking kiss down the length of it and back up again,

“You want to fuck my throat and fill it with your sperm, don’t you Ben?”

DH opened his mouth wide and lowered it over my oozing fleshy pole, his lips barely touching it until it touched the back of his throat. Then he lightly closed them around the base of my cock and slowly dragged them up its length. He stopped at the helmet and gently nursed on it, gradually increasing the pressure of his suckling. I took a huge sniff off the bottle and tried to hump into his mouth but he grabbed my balls firmly and pulled them toward the mattress. His mouth made the agonizing descent once more and I felt those talented muscles in his throat working around my throbbing head again. Suddenly he let it slip deep into his throat and pumped his face rapidly up and down.

I exploded inside him, howling like a rabid wildcat as he gulped at my gushing sperm. His hand gripped my balls tighter and a pair of fingers slid into my ass and pumped against my prostate. I howled louder, meaningless guttural gibberish flowed from my mouth almost as fast as the cum from my cock. With a gasp he pulled it from his throat, wrapping a hand around the pulsing shaft and jerked it rapidly as he held his cum dripping mouth over it. Thick jets of cum blasted over his lips and onto his face; he took a deep breath and locked his lips around the gushing head as he gulped my creamy sperm into his gullet.

It seemed like I was going to cum forever, but my orgasm slowly subsided and he eased his fingers out of my ass. I lay there panting and quivering as he milked the last drops of sperm from my cock. He ran his tongue down it and lapped the few globs that he had missed from my crotch, then he kneeled between my thighs and grinned down at me as he licked at the cream covering his lips.

“Fuck DH,” I moaned, “I thought you were gonna suck me inside out. Damn, no one has ever made me cum that hard, or that much. You were fuckin’ great man.”

I swear he blushed and bowed his head sheepishly.

“I don’t know what came over me,” he said shyly, “usually it’s just like you saw me do to that kid; I suck ‘em off and they’re out the door. But you’re just so hot and sexy, I guess I just got a little crazy; but I loved it Ben. I never swallowed so much cum, unless I sucked four or five cocks in a row.”

He got off of the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. In a few seconds he returned with a steaming washcloth. He knelt between my thighs again and gently cleaned my cock and balls, then spread my cheeks and ran it over my quivering anus. When he had finished I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled my pants on, he went into the kitchen and when he returned he slipped a piece of paper into my bustier.

“That’s my phone number,” he said, “you can call me anytime you need to get off, anytime at all.”

I looked up at him and winked as I imagined what he would do to me the next time; and the next and the next...

Bookstore Bad-Boy & The Slut
Part II
© 2003 by Ben Hartley

It had been four days since DH had drained my balls so thoroughly and since then all I could think about was having him do it again. I had been hornier than hell since the day after, but hadn’t masturbated; I wanted to save all my cum for his hot mouth. Now I needed to get off badly and it was either stroke it myself, find a cocksucker at a bookstore or phone DH. I found the scrap of paper and dialed the number.

He almost squealed with delight when he heard my voice and was more than a little eager for me to drop by in an hour or so. I hung up the phone, went into the bathroom and, after putting a fresh shave on my balls, I performed my usual cleansing ritual.

As I came back into the bedroom a wicked thought popped into my head; why not give him the best of both worlds? My cock thickened and actually started oozing on my thigh as the scenario played out in my head. Oh yeah, this was going to be hot. I opened my lingerie drawer and picked out my black leather cincher; it hugged my waist snugly from the bottom of my ribs to the top of my ass and the six garters hung sensuously over my thighs. I found my jet-black, full-fashioned seamed hose, slipped them over my legs and fastened them to the garters.

I dug through my panties until I found my favorite crotchless pair. The black satin hugged my ass and lewdly flaunted my thick, dripping cock. I went to the closet and found my latest acquisition from Fredrick’s of Hollywood; I couldn’t remember what it was called but it was damn sexy. The skinny spaghetti straps left marks on my shoulders but that was fine with me. I fastened the front closure of the sheer embroidered bodice over my chest; the sexy material caressed my stiff nipples and sent tingles into my crotch. Below the bust it was split down the front and hung down to mid-calf; the sheer material gently grazed my legs and my cock throbbed.

As I looked in the mirror I thought that even I would fall to my knees for this sexy vision of lust. I slipped into the rest of my surprise, opened a fresh bottle of Rush and went to my truck. Ten minutes later I was knocking on his apartment door.

When DH opened the door to greet me he was wearing a slinky red silk robe and a large smile on his face; he held a large scotch on the rocks in one hand. When he saw me his jaw fell open and his hand trembled so that I thought he might drop my drink. Uninvited I stepped into his apartment and he closed the door behind me, then he stood there speechless as I reached out, took the drink from him and took a large sip of it.

“Well?” I said.

“Holy shit Ben!” he said as his eyes drank me in.

He stepped toward me with an outstretched hand. I held my hand out and stopped him.

“You can look, but you can’t touch,” I said, “not yet.”

He crossed his arms across his chest and said, “You’re such a fuckin’ tease Ben. How’d you know I had a thing for Marines?”

I chuckled silently to myself, dressing in my old Battle Dress Uniform and combat boots had exactly the effect that I thought it would have on him; the little fucker couldn’t wait to have me, or for me to have him. I casually took another sip of my drink as I gazed down at him.

“Just a lucky guess DH. Kinda figured you could go for the rough, tough macho type, a Marine fits the bill pretty well, don’t you think?” He was practically drooling as I walked to the bedroom and suggested that he follow me.

I walked to the credenza at the foot of the bed and lit the candles sitting on it. When I turned around he was so close behind me that I almost ran over him. I reached out and undid the belt on his robe; it fell open and his pulsating cock bobbed in the air. Stepping behind him, I took hold of his robe by the collar and pulled it off.

“I don’t think you’re going to be needing this,” I said as I draped it over my shoulder.

I turned and strode over to the nightstand, opened the drawer and found just what I thought I would find. I reached into the drawer and pulled out a bottle of Rush, a tube of KY jelly and a long pink latex dildo. I went back to DH and held the foot long dildo out and stroked his cheek with it.

“Is this your favorite toy baby? How deep can you take it?” I asked as I teased him.

His face turned a bright red and he stammered, Well, I sometimes…sometimes I just need to...it feels so good,” he lifted his eyes to mine and proudly said, “I can take it all, every inch of it.”

I lowered the dong to his crotch and stroked it under his balls.

“Show me,” I said, “I want to see you fuck yourself with it. Put on a real nasty show for me.”

A wicked gleam came into his eyes as he took it from me and knelt on the floor. I dropped the poppers and the tube of lube in front of him and sat on the bed, sipping my drink as he slathered the glistening jelly over the dildo. He reached behind with his lubed hand and slid it between his cheeks, then took a big hit off of the Rush and squatted like a Chinese fishmonger and pressed the shiny pink toy against his anus. His grimaced and groaned as he worked the fat head into his ass then gave out with a deep gasp as it popped past his sphincter.

My cock was dribbling as I watched him lower himself onto the fat dildo. He would take a few inches inside his ass, pause and fuck it for a little while, then take a few more inches. He would stop and take a sniff of Rush then repeated the process over and over until he finally had the whole thing buried inside his horny ass.

I stood up and walked over to where he was kneeling with his ass on the floor and stood between his knees as he squirmed on the huge cock. His cock was hard as a rock and oozing pre-cum; I reached out with a spit-shine combat boot, pressed the toe of it against his balls and gently teased them as I unbuttoned my fly.

“I’m impressed DH,” I said as I pulled out my own throbbing meat and let my balls hang low over the fly. “Now how good are you at sucking cock while you fuck yourself?”

I stood before him, waving my dripping cock in front of his glowing pink face as I kneaded his balls with my boot. He reached out to take me and I pulled my meat away from him.

“Ah, ah, ah, no hands DH,” I teased, “not yet; no jerking off either, not ‘till I tell you to. Now open your mouth and let me see your tongue.”

He placed his hands under his thighs and obediently displayed his marvelous tongue for me, I swear he could have touched the tip of his chin with it if he tried to.

I moved closer to him and held my cock a few inches in front of his face and slowly stroked it. Reaching behind my balls I milked a large glistening drop of pre-cum out of my cock.

“No swallowing,” I said, as it fell onto his eager tongue, “not yet.”

I held my cock on front of his eyes and milked another long stream of juice out of my cock. The viscous stuff dripped onto his hungry tongue and stayed attached to my cock by shining pre-cum rope. I draped it over his nose then slowly rubbed my cock against his face as I lowered my balls to his mouth.

“Lick ‘em baby,” I groaned as I lifted the toe of my boot firmly into his crotch, “I want you to massage the cum out of my balls with your mouth.”

A muffled groan of delight came from my crotch as he buried his face in it. His mouth was all over my heavy hanging balls, sucking and licking at them ravenously. I pulled the Rush from my pocket, took a big hit of it, then closed my eyes and lost myself in his hot mouth. Damn, he had the hottest tongue I had ever experienced. It swirled and probed every inch of flesh it could reach; my balls were dripping with his saliva and I could feel pre-cum streaming out of my cock.

I opened my eyes and looked down at him; his face was covered with shiny trails of my juice. I wiped my cock over his face then pulled my balls away from his mouth and replaced them with my glistening head of my cock.

“Pretend it’s a big nipple,” I said as his lips sealed themselves around the head, “nurse on it baby, just the head now.”

His tongue fluttered over it as he suckled on my meaty cock-head and he gazed up at me, anxiously seeking my approval. I moaned low and said, “You’re a fuckin’ great cocksucker babe, the best I’ve ever had.”

I heard him sigh and felt the vacuum on my cock increase as his tongue probed my piss hole. I held my Rush to his nose and he breathed deeply from it, then moved his face and took a big hit up the other side of his nose; I filled my lungs and heard him sighing deeply as he exhaled. I capped the bottle and slipped it into my pocket and my body began to tingle; my cock felt huge between his hot sucking lips and I couldn’t help myself, I thrust my hips and buried it deep in his mouth.

“Mmmff...mmmff...mmm,” he moaned as he gobbled my swollen cock.

I toyed with my nipples through the coarse material of my clothing as I slowly fucked his mouth.

“Yeah, baby, eat that cock,” I urged him a he slurped at it, “swallow it all, slut. Ah...you sweet cocksucker.”

I felt his hands squeezing my ass and I pulled my cock from his mouth and slapped him across the face with it as I lifted my boot sharply against his crotch.

“I told you no hands, bitch. Now you have to suffer the penalty.”

I reached over to the bed and pulled his robe from it. I stepped behind him and tied his hands behind his back with the belt, then wrapped the robe over his eyes and knotted it behind his head. I resumed my position in front of him and placed my cock against his lips.

“Now eat it bitch,” I ordered, “let me feel you fucking your throat with it.”

As he took it deep into his mouth I unbuttoned my jacket and tossed it into a corner of the room; I must have been quite a sight, clothed in woodland camouflage from the waist down and sexy sheer black nylon from the waist up. I took another big huff of my Rush as he took me into his throat and began working those talented muscles around it.

“Hump your ass, whore,” I ordered, “I want to see you fucking yourself while I fuck your mouth.”

Sighing and groaning he began riding the fat dildo as my cock moved in and out of his throat.

“Ah yes, that’s a good whore. Mmm, so fuckin’ good,” I lauded him as I held the Rush to his nose.

He took several more large huffs of the stuff and swallowed me deep into his throat again as he humped his ass on the dildo.

“Mmm, hmm, you’re so damn good baby. I think you’ve earned a special treat.”

I slowly pulled my meat from his hungry mouth; there was a wet sucking sound as it popped from his lips.

“Hmm, guess I spoke to soon,” I said as I looked down at my boots; the one I had been prodding his crotch with was covered with his pre-cum. “You’ve leaked all over my boot, slut. Clean it off.”

I sat back on the bed and lifted my soiled boot to his face. His chin ran through the slippery mess and his mouth was soon on it, sucking and licking the glistening stuff from the toe of my boot.

When I was satisfied with his work I said, “Very good, slut. Now fuck yourself while I prepare your treat.”

I squeezed my swollen cock through my pants and took a large sip of my drink as he rode the fat latex cock. As I started to untie my boots he sat back on it and ground it deep into his ass; pre-cum covered his cock and balls as his throbbing cock pulsed lewdly in the air.

I slipped my boots off, set them quietly onto the floor and sighed as I felt the cool carpet through the sheer nylon covering my feet. In a few seconds my pants were on the floor; I tucked my Rush into the bodice of my gown and ran my hands slowly over my body, reveling in the sensual feel of my lingerie.

I walked over to my humping cocksucker and squatted in front of him. I held the Rush to his nose, this time pressing one side of it closed for him, and he filled his lungs. I repeated the process to the other side of his nose and watched as the stuff surged through his system.

“Are you ready baby? I’ve got your surprise ready.”

“Oh yes, may I have it, please?”

I grinned wickedly as I turned my back to him, gathered up the sheer nylon that draped my legs and tucked it into the top of my cincher. I backed toward him and bent over, spreading my legs as I pushed my ass toward his face.

“You’ve had your appetizer, cocksucker. Now it’s time for the entrée.”

As he leaned forward I reached behind me and spread my cheeks apart, and as his mouth felt the curves of my ass he moaned like a well paid whore and soon his journeyman mouth found the object of his desire.

His slippery face slid smoothly between my cheeks and his mouth was soon tantalizing my puckered anus. I groaned and pressed back against his mouth, spreading my cheeks farther apart as his tongue began its erotic dance. He licked, probed, sucked and kissed my delighted ass as I squirmed beneath his horny assault. I reached down and pushed my cock and balls between my thighs and soon his mouth was dancing from one delirious organ to another. His juicy mouth would swallow my cock and work it for a few minutes, then he would slither over my balls making sure he kept them nice and wet before his incredible tongue found its way back inside my grateful ass.

I was going nuts. I wanted to cum so badly, to feel my engorged cock spewing its load down his throat; but I also wanted him to go on eating me forever. I released my cock and it swung thick and heavy between my legs, dripping saliva and pre-cum onto the carpet as I filled my lungs again and seized my nipples. I rolled the little nylon-covered nubs of flesh between my fingers as he relentlessly gobbled my ass.

“Ah baby...it’s...mmm...so good...so fuckin’ good...ahhh...oh yeah...fuck me...yesss...ah, shit fuck me you whore,” I groaned shamelessly as fucked his tongue into my ass like a striking cobra.

A new delightful idea came to me as his incredible tongue slithered around inside my wanton ass.

“It’s time for your next treat, my sweet cocksucking whore,” I said as I somewhat regretfully stood up and pulled my ass away from his mouth.

“Oh Ben, oh fuck, man,” he groaned, “I want your ass, your cock and cum.”

I grinned evilly as I helped him to his feet and had him kneel at the foot of the bed with the dildo dangling lewdly from his ass. I removed the restraints from his hands and said, “No hands, slut,” I ordered, “not ‘till I say so.”

I crawled onto the bed and positioned myself in front of him with my feet on the bed and my knees bent and spread wide; my cock bobbed up and down as it drooled all over my cincher.

“Okay, my sweet whore,” I purred seductively, “you can use your hands now.”

He groped out blindly in front of him, his hands sliding over the comforter until he felt my ass. A terribly pleased smile came over his face as he began to run them up my thighs. When he felt my garters, he stopped; his jaw fell open and saliva slowly dribbled over his lower lip.

“Oh, baby,” he sighed, “oh, my.”

He leaned forward and caressed my leg with his face; his tongue slipped between his lips and ran sensuously over my stocking.

I reached out with a foot and tweaked one of his nipples with my toes and said, “You can take your blindfold off now, cocksucker.” He tore the robe from his head and stared down at me with an incredibly lusty look on his face as he ran his hands over my legs.

“Holy shit, Ben,” he murmured, “you’re so fuckin’ sexy, man...so fuckin’ sexy.” He leaned forward and lapped the gleaming pre-cum from my cincher. “Fuck, I love your cum, Ben,” he said as he slid back running his face over my steely cock, “it’s so sweet and there’s always so much of it.”

“I’ve saved it for you baby,” I said, “stored up four days worth just for your hot mouth. But you’re gonna have to work to get it.”

“I’ll do anything you want Ben, anything at all. Just feed me your cum, baby, fill my mouth with that hot thick cream of yours.”

I knew right then that I had him right where I wanted him.

“I want you to fuck me,” I said as I put my legs over his shoulders, “shove your cock in my ass and fuck me until you fill me with your cum; you’ll know what to do after that.”

I felt his hands trembling as he stroked my legs and I pulled the bottle of Rush from my bodice and took a huge huff from it. He pressed his lips against the silky black nylon covering my legs and kissed them as he slowly rose up and knelt on the bed between my thighs. The head of his cock pressed against my well-lubed hole and slowly penetrated me; his cock wasn’t terribly long but it was thick and as hard as diamonds. His engorged head popped past my grasping sphincter and he buried it to the hilt inside my horny ass, I groaned like a well-paid whore as the rock hard head bumped against my prostate and a thick stream of pre-cum leaked onto my black leather cincher.

“Yeah, baby, fuck me,” I groaned as I pinched my nipples, “ram that hard fuckin’ cock in my ass and fuck me.”

He pounded away at my ass with his fat cock, the bulging head nailing my prostate with every thrust eliciting impassioned moans and vulgar cries from me; “Ummm...uunngh...ahhh, you fucker. Ram my ass bitch...fuck this slut. Fuck me, mmm, oh yeah! Fuck me...uunngh...mmfff...mmfff.”

His balls slapped wetly against my ass as he relentlessly pounded his cock into it.

“Ah, fuck Ben...your so tight...so fuckin’ hot and tight...mmm...you sexy whore.”

I took another massive hit of the Rush and held it out to him, he held it to his nose and sucked it into his lungs without missing a beat, then I capped it and dropped it into the puddle of pre-cum coating my cincher.

I felt his fat little cock beginning to grow fatter and he started to moan, “Ah, fuck...shit I’m gonna cum...I’m gonna cum, Ben...I’m gonna fill your sexy ass full of cum.”

The tempo of his fucking increased as he held my legs tightly to his chest. He let out a deep, animalistic growl as the dildo flew out of his ass and I felt his sperm exploding into my ass.

“Oh, yeah...oh, fuck yeah,” I groaned, “fill my ass, you fucker. Pump it full of your cum...ahhh, yeah, fuck me!”

Jet after jet of his clotted sperm flew into my ass, I felt every hot glob of it as it splattered over my rectum. At least six times I felt his cock pulse as he blasted his sizzling curd into me, and still he fucked me like a crazed person. Panting like a sweltering dog, he finally pulled his cock from my impregnated ass and leaned forward against my thighs, his heavy nut-sack draping over my glistening cock. He grasped his cock and grimaced as he jerked it rapidly. He gave out a low groan and a final blast of his cum shot out of his cock and sprayed over me from my nipples to my crotch.

He sat back and let my limp legs fall from his shoulders and sprawl wide beside his, and then he leaned over me and licked his sperm from my nipples. Then he slid back, paused at my cincher, and lapped up the puddle of juice that I had leaked there.

“Damn, baby,” I sighed as I caressed my nipples, “for a cocksucker you sure fuck nice.”

He just grinned down at me as he knelt on the floor and his face disappeared behind my bounding cock, very soon I felt that wonderful tongue slithering between my sopping cheeks; yeah, he knew what to do.

He raised my thighs, spreading them apart and I heard him moaning lustily as my ass cheeks parted and a thick drool of his cum oozed from my well-fuck hole. As he began devouring my cum-filled anus I took another huff of Rush and lost myself in the lewd sensations of is deviant hunger. That marvelously long tongue probed deep inside my ass and I heard him, sucking, slurping and sighing with delight as he gorged himself on his sperm. I lay there sighing and moaning as the fantastic sensations flowed through my crotch, I felt a hand wrap around my cock and begin to slowly stroke it. His mouth gradually began moving up from my ass, his tongue exploring every inch of my crotch as it made its languid journey toward my cock.

Ever so slowly his tongue traced a soggy path up the shaft of my cock. It fluttered rapidly over its dripping head, then slowly ran over the tip of it and pulled away with a glistening thread of pre-cum hanging from it. His steamy mouth descended over my cock and started sucking and slurping at it as I writhed in abandon on the bed, caressing myself and tormenting my nipples. His mouth pumped up and down on me as he fondled my low hanging balls.

As I filled my lungs again I felt a new sensation; something firm and fat pressing against my ass. I gasped loudly as the dildo penetrated my juicy anus and slipped deep inside me.

“Oh shit!” I cried out as he fed the long latex cock into my squirming ass, “Yeah...Oh, fuck yeah...unngh...unngh...ah, fuck me!”

He held it by the base and pumped it into me until I could feel his knuckles pressing against me. I humped my ass against it and my cock into his mouth as I lost all control. My cock felt like it was going to split in two as it grew incredibly thick and began emptying every drop of stored up sperm into his greedy mouth.

Fantastic amounts of cum surged into his mouth and overflowed his lips as he twisted the dildo in my ass. His hand squeezed my balls and kneaded my crotch below them and still my cum flowed. I felt the dildo slowly being withdrawn and goose bumps covered my skin as I flailed about on the bed. He held the dildo with only the head passed my sphincter then took my cock as deeply into his throat as he could. As he fluttered his throat muscles around the hypersensitive head of my cock he popped the dildo out of me. I practically screamed as one final huge blast of sperm shot down his throat.

The dildo flopped to the floor and DH lay there with his head resting on my cock, licking his lips and sighing happily. I had almost passed out from the intensity of my prolonged orgasm; I lay there panting and quivering, more sexually exhausted than I could ever imagine. DH gave my cock a lingering kiss then stood up and went to the nightstand. He propped my head on a pillow and held my drink to my lips.

He grinned down at me as I sipped it and asked, “So, was it good for you?”

I grinned back at him and said, “Fuck DH, that was the fuckin’ best cum I ever, ever had. You just make sure that it’s not the last one.”

And he did too. I saw DH pretty regularly, at least once a week, for the next six months. I found out that he taught at a local elementary school and had developed a penchant for sucking cock when he was fifteen. I took full advantage of his affinity over this period of time and he became my cock-whore. I was terribly depressed when school let out for the summer and he went to Hawaii. He never knew how to reach me and, as far as I know, he never returned. I wish he would.

Bookstore Bad-Boy & The Slut
Part I
© 2003 by Ben Hartley


It was a cool fall evening in the middle of the week and I was bored to death; nothing was on the tube and everyone was busy, so guess what I decided to do.

Forty-five minutes later I was getting out of my Toyota 4X4 in the bookstore parking lot. It was kinda busy that night; the lot was over half full. Could be a good thing (lots of horny cocksuckers) could be a bad thing (an arcade full of trolls and old men).

I opened the door and went inside, checking out the lurkers as I laid a five-dollar bill on the counter. There were about seven or eight males of all descriptions; a couple of young looking Latinos, two guys who could have been retirees, another looked like he just crawled out of his cardboard box and the rest were nondescript white collar married men looking for a cheap thrill.

I slipped the stacks of quarters into a pocket of my field jacket and wandered into the murky arcade. This wasn’t my favorite bookstore; it had about a dozen booths, mostly back to back with no gloryholes, but it was nice and dark and close to home, handy on a night like tonight. Many of the booths were occupied, a few were out of order and there were the usual horny fuckers hanging out in the aisles. I made my way toward an unlit booth and after receiving a few “accidental” exploratory bumps along the way, I was finally leaning against the back of the booth dropping quarters into the coin box.

The porn was pretty hot, I didn’t even need to play with myself to become aroused, but the action wasn’t happening like I wanted it to. After shooing away a couple of trolls and an octogenarian, I was down to my last four quarters. I dropped them into the coin box and decided just to dump my load on the floor and go home.

I opened my fly, slipped my lace panties aside and released my swollen cock. Having been so turned on by the porn for that last twenty minutes or so I knew that I would cum in no time, so I teased a nipple and stroked my cock leisurely, building up to an aching climax. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the erotic sensation of my masturbation. My cock was hard as steel and it glistened in the flickering light of the movie from the massive amount of pre-cum that was lubing it.

A soft voice jolted me out of my ecstatic little world; “Nice cock. How would you like to take it back to my place?”

I stood up straight and instinctively covered my throbbing cock with my jacket. There at the entrance to my booth was a kind of average looking guy: thirty-something about five-nine, medium weight with sandy brown hair. Not the threatening type at all and not the cop type either. He took a step toward me, reached out and ran a soft hand over my dripping meat.

“I have an apartment about five minutes from here, what do you say?”

What the hell, I thought, it wasn’t that late and I always preferred a more casual setting than this.

“Sure, why not,” I said.

He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and pressed it into my hand. “Here’s my address, I’ll see you in about five, ok?”

I assured him that I would be right behind him and he turned and left. I wedged my cock back into my panties and zipped up just as the movie shut off.

Five minutes later I was pulling into an apartment parking lot across from a local community college just a few miles away from where I lived. I cruised around it until I had the numbers figured out then parked near his block of apartments. I climbed out of my truck and headed straight for the stairs that led up to his place. The door opened less than two seconds after I knocked and the grinning stranger let me in.

“Hi, call me DH, would you like something to drink?” he asked as I shucked off my jacket.

“My name’s Ben,” I said, “a scotch on the rocks would be nice or a beer, whichever you have.”

“Why don’t you have a seat in the bedroom while I get your drink? Make yourself comfortable.”

He disappeared into the kitchenette as I walked into what was obviously the bedroom. I could here the tinkling of ice as I took off my shoes and sat down on the bed that was covered with several large throw pillows. In a few seconds he came into the room and handed me a broad, squat glass filled with a very generous amount of amber colored booze. I sipped my drink and he walked around the foot of the bed to a small credenza against the wall where he lit a candle. Then he left the bedroom and turned out the lights in the living room and kitchenette. When he returned he was unbuttoning his shirt.

“Why don’t you get undressed,” he said as he walked around the bed.

I sat my drink on the nightstand, stood up and unfastened my pants; as they were falling to the floor I stripped off my long-sleeved T-shirt, tossed it to the floor and stepped out of my pants. When I turned around he was facing away from me, sitting on the corner of the bed with his shirt off as he untied his shoes. His shoes hit the floor and he stood up and let his pants fall around his ankles. Still wearing his briefs, he turned around and faced me; I thought his eyes were going to fall out of his head.

“Holy shit!” was all he said.

I was wearing a black lace bustier that held up my RHT stockings, and a pair of pre-cum soaked stretch lace panties, which flaunted my bulging cock very nicely.

“Holy shit, Ben!” he said again, “I wasn’t expecting this at all. When I saw you at the arcade, and then getting out of your 4X4, I thought “Lumber Jack Type”, but this, this is so...so sexy!”

He walked around the bed and came closer to me; the bulge in his briefs showed his approval.

“I’m so glad you like my lingerie, DH,” I murmured.

I ran my hands over my chest and down to my thighs and turned around slowly, giving him a good look at what he was getting.

“Oh yeah,” he said, “I like it a lot.”

I reached out and put an arm around his shoulders.

“Show me how much you like it baby,” I said as I pulled his body against mine.

I reached up, pulled one of the cups of my bustier down, and pulled his face toward my erect nipple. He needed no prompting at all. His eager mouth enveloped my nipple, sending sparks of delight racing through my body.

“Ah...that’s nice,” I moaned as he hungrily devoured my nipple.

He wriggled out of his briefs, and his hard cock pressed against mine as his hands explored my body. His hands took hold of my ass and he thrust his cock against my soggy panties; he wasn’t very well endowed, maybe five and a half inches at most, but his cock was thick and rock hard. I caressed his head as he gnawed at my nipples, his hands kneaded my ass and I reached up and tweaked one of his nipples; his teeth clamped down harder on mine and a muffled throaty groan came from his mouth as his cock slid under my balls.

He leaned against me and the back of my knees hit the mattress, I sat down and he followed me with his mouth still glued to my nipple. He put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me back onto the bed and I reclined on one of the pillows, then he fell to his knees on the floor. Pushing my knees apart he nuzzled his face into my crotch, licking and sucking my balls and the shaft of my cock through my soggy panties. His hands slowly ran up the curves of my calves then caressed my knees; I slid my hands inside the cups of my bustier and rolled my nipples between my fingers.

His hands were slowly working their way over my thighs; finally they passed over my hips and grasped the waistband of my panties. When he tugged at them, I lifted my ass and he pulled them down to my ankles. Sitting on the floor he took hold of my foot, lifted it from my lacy wet panties and held it to his face. His tongue ran over my instep and across my toes; he took them into his mouth and sucked at them, all the time moaning softly. His ravenous tongue fluttered over my ankle and followed a delightful trail up to my knee; my cock bobbed in the air and I watched with voyeuristic delight as he sat my foot back on the floor and repeated the process to my other leg.

He rose back to his knees, put his arms behind my knees and pulled me toward him until my ass was hanging off of the bed. Slowly he licked at my smooth shaven balls, my pulsing cock bounced off his nose as drops of pre-cum slowly ran down its shaft. A sparkling drop of it dribbled onto my balls and his tongue slowly followed the glistening trail back to its source. A soft hand gently kneaded my balls as he ran the underside of his tongue over the oozing tip of my cock. I watched as his tongue lewdly washed over the head of my cock, then he took it between his lips and slowly nursed on the swollen head.

I lowered my head and closed my eyes, loosing myself the wonderfully erotic sensations that his mouth was delivering. Soft moans drifted up from my crotch as he pulled on my balls and I leaked thick streams of pre-cum into his mouth. His free hand was still caressing my leg; it slowly made its way up my body until it found the top of my bustier; I pulled the cup down and he immediately seized the nipple and began rolling it firmly between his fingers. More pre-cum leaked from my cock and he lowered his mouth over the shaft, taking it all in until my fat head was resting against the back of his throat.

His tongue danced around my throbbing meat as he slowly worked his mouth up and down the shaft. He let it slip out of his mouth and let it slide wetly over his face, then swallowed it again and forced it deep into his mouth. The head hit his throat again, he paused and I heard him gag slightly, then the muscles of his throat began to relax and I slid deeper into it. He pumped my cock into his throat, working the muscles around it, taking it in until his nose was buried in my pubic hair. He would deep throat me for a few seconds, come up for a gasp of air and then drive my meat back into his talented throat.

I think he could sense that I was getting pretty close; he let my cock slip from his mouth again then lifted my knees up to my chest and rolled me onto my side.

He grabbed my cock and said, “Hold your knees to you chest for me Ben.”

I did as he asked and curled up into a ball on the bed with my cock and balls protruding from between my thighs. As he slowly teased my engorged cock with his fingers, he began licking and kissing my ass. He ran his tongue slowly down the crack, barely touching the hole, then wickedly taunting my balls. He went back along the same route and repeated this over and over until I was going crazy.

Without warning he rolled me onto my back and buried his face between my saliva covered cheeks. He wallowed his face between them, slurping and sucking my anus as my balls draped over his nose. I felt his tongue touching my juicy puckered hole, he grabbed my cheeks and spread them far apart and the tip of his tongue entered me. Slowly he fucked my ass with the tip of his tongue; I could feel huge amounts of pre-cum oozing out the tip of my cock and hear his muffled sighs when it dripped onto his face. His tongue slid further inside me and paused. It wiggled around my sphincter and I moaned with delight. He pumped it back and forth against it then drove it in even deeper and I rolled my head around, groaning as it slid in and out of me. It felt like he had at least three or four inches of tongue up my ass and he really knew what to do with it, too.

I lay there squirming and groaning with an almost continuous flow of pre-cum pouring from my cock as he deep-tongued my horny ass. His talented tongue popped out of my ass and slowly slathered its way across the area between my sopping hole and my balls. A low moan came from me as it moved wetly over my balls; as one was sucked into his mouth I let out with a loud, “Uhgn...Oh yeah!” His lips locked around it and he stretched it away from my crotch as his tongue swirled around it. After a few minutes he let it slip from his mouth and quickly swallowed its mate. I lay there, writhing in ecstasy as he relentlessly assaulted my cum-filled testicles; my throbbing cock felt like a piece of cast iron.

He had just released my tormented nut and was working his way up the shaft of my cock when there was a knock at his front door. He casually lifted his head and looked at the clock beside the bed.

“Oh shit,” he said, “that’s my Wednesday nine o’clock. Hang on, I won’t be a second.”

He stood up and went into the living room; I collapsed in a sexual delirium with my sprawled legs hanging off the side of the bed and my rock hard meat pulsing in the air. In just a few seconds he came back into the room...with another guy!

The new person looked like the college type; goatee, pierced ears, baseball hat and baggy shorts. Neither of them said a word, the new guy looked at me curiously, dropped his shorts and lay back on the bed with his thick curved cock almost touching his belly. DH knelt on the floor and swallowed his fleshy banana, pumping his mouth rapidly up and down its length. I lay there, fondling my wet balls and pinching a nipple as I watched the hot cocksucker in action. In less than five minutes it was over; Joe College gave out with a loud grunt and blew his load into DH’s hungry mouth, then pulled up his shorts and walked to the door with DH.

I heard the door shut and DH came back to the bedroom. His cock was hard and the head was a pale purplish color, his face was covered with a shit-eating grin and there was a small dribble of sperm on his chin. He wiped the drool of semen from his chin, then licked it from his finger.

“I do a lot of blow jobs on a regular basis,” he said. “All the horny college kids across the road have passed my number around and I have it written on the bathroom wall at the bookstore; I do that guy every Wednesday at nine. I was just so carried away with you that I forgot all about it.”

He knelt between my knees and gazed down at my drooling cock; “Now where were we? Oh yeah!”

He swooped down on my cock like a falcon on a pigeon, slurping and drooling around it as he pounded it against the back of his throat. He took it back into his throat again, swallowing it as if it were a piece of spaghetti. I felt his muscles working around the head as he gobbled it down, then he locked them around it and pumped his head back and forth, running his tongue along the underside of my cock as he masturbated the head with his throat. He pushed his face down until his lips were around the base of my cock; a hand filled itself with my balls, squeezing and pulling them as he worked his throat around my meat. Then with a slow, jerky motion he began to pull away from me, slowly letting my cock slip out of his grasping throat.

He sat back on his heels, still fondling my balls as he stroked his cock.

“Do you want me to make you cum Ben?” ha asked.

I couldn’t believe that he had to ask.

“Oh yeah,” I moaned, “do it baby, make me cum for you.”

He grinned and winked at me.

“I knew you’d say that,” he said, “but there’s just one thing,”

He got off the bed and went over to the nightstand, where he got something out of a drawer and then he resumed his position between my thighs.

“I’d like to cum too,” he said, “I haven’t gotten off since last Friday; I only masturbate when I’m really turned on, and you’ve really got me turned on.”

He spread his knees between my thighs, spreading them far apart as he lowered his ass onto the mattress and started slowly stroking his cock. He reached out and caressed my low hanging balls.

“I want to come on you Ben,” he said. “I want to shoot my cum all over your cock and balls, lick it off of you then suck you till you cum in my mouth. Is that ok with you?”

Ok with me? That was about he hottest thing anyone had ever wanted to do to me (at the time).

“Oh, yeah,” I sighed, “I’d love to feel you cumming on my crotch. Go ahead and do it babe.”

He smiled down at me and began jacking off in earnest. As I watched his hot show I stroked my own cock and teased a nipple. He moved closer to me and pressed his dribbling cock-head against my balls; I raised my leg, placed a foot on his chest and teased one of his hard little nipples with my nylon-covered toes. He closed his eyes and groaned deeply and I felt his hot pre-cum leaking over my balls.

As I continued toying with his nipple his breathing became faster as did his stroking. He opened his eyes and looked down at me.

“I...I like to use poppers when I cum, you don’t mind do you?”

“No man, I don’t mind. I like to use ‘em myself,” I said, “you can pass it my way when you’re done.”

He grinned at me then closed his eyes and stroked his cock even faster. He lifted the small brown bottle to his nose, twisted the cap off with one hand and inhaled deeply from it, then he twisted the cap back on and tossed it onto the mattress beside me. I picked it up, opened it and took a quick, deep huff from it then covered the top of the bottle with my thumb and watched him as his face flushed a soft red color. His face twisted into a strained sneer and he started to grunt.

“Ah fuck, Ben! I’m gonna cum...I’m...I...Aauuggh!”

His hot cum shot out of his cock in a thick ropy stream and splashed over my bustier and onto my nipple. I rubbed the slippery stuff into it as he lowered his spurting cock and began to drench my crotch with his sizzling spunk. His thick curds coated my cock and balls, dribbling over my delighted anus. Errant jets of the stuff shot onto my thighs; he rose onto his knees and moved closer to my crotch as he pumped stream after stream of cum onto me.

The poppers had me so buzzed that I almost came when he pressed the head of his cock between my balls. I couldn’t believe how much cream this guy was producing, but then he had saved up nearly a weeks worth. Finally he gave out a loud gasping grunt and fell forward. He caught himself with his hands and was poised over me with his spasming cock pressed hard against mine.

“Oh man,” he gasped, “man, oh man, that was fuckin’ hot. Baby, I came so damn good. Now it’s your turn, Ben.”

He leaned down and licked the lumpy stuff from my bustier, then pushed himself up, slid back and lowered his face between my thighs. His hot tongue ran over them, licking the stray semen from my stocking tops as he worked his was up to my balls. Anticipating the touch of his tongue on my balls, I held the bottle to my nose and took a deep breath of it. A warm tingling rush flowed through my body as he lapped at the thick jizz covering my balls. I lay there moaning and groaning as his greedy tongue sought out his spent seed, his tongue covered every inch of my scrotum. One at a time he sucked them back into his mouth and thoroughly cleansed them, and then he lifted them with his nose and began lapping the thick stuff from my ass.

“Oh yeah...oh baby...mmm,” I groaned, “eat it babe...ahh yeah, get it all.”

His insatiable mouth gobble at my ass, sucking and licking at his sperm. He put his hands under my knees and lifted them up and apart, spreading my ass wide open for his hot mouth. I filled my lungs again as his long cum covered tongue slithered into my drenched hole.

“Yeah, fuck me, baby...give me that nasty tongue...deeper, baby, deeper,” I urged him.

Juicy muffled groans were his reply as he ate my ass like a starved man.

I grabbed one of my nipples, squeezing and twisting it hard; pre-cum streamed out of my cock as the nasty fucker tongue fucked me into a frenzy. I was going nuts, twisting my head, moaning and cussing as I humped my ass against his face. I was almost ready to cum without a hand being laid on my cock.

Slowly he eased his long tongue out of me and it started its journey toward my cock. He paused to lavish a little more attention on my balls, then slowly licked and sucked his way up the shaft of my cock. With his lips wrapped half around the head he licked and probed its little hole as he leered into my eyes. He let it fall from his lips and fucked at it with the tip of his tongue.

He rubbed his lips against it as he murmured, “You want it, don’t you Ben?” his tongue fluttered over it lightly, “You want your cock in my mouth.”

I groaned deep and slutty as he ran a sucking kiss down the length of it and back up again,

“You want to fuck my throat and fill it with your sperm, don’t you Ben?”

DH opened his mouth wide and lowered it over my oozing fleshy pole, his lips barely touching it until it touched the back of his throat. Then he lightly closed them around the base of my cock and slowly dragged them up its length. He stopped at the helmet and gently nursed on it, gradually increasing the pressure of his suckling. I took a huge sniff off the bottle and tried to hump into his mouth but he grabbed my balls firmly and pulled them toward the mattress. His mouth made the agonizing descent once more and I felt those talented muscles in his throat working around my throbbing head again. Suddenly he let it slip deep into his throat and pumped his face rapidly up and down.

I exploded inside him, howling like a rabid wildcat as he gulped at my gushing sperm. His hand gripped my balls tighter and a pair of fingers slid into my ass and pumped against my prostate. I howled louder, meaningless guttural gibberish flowed from my mouth almost as fast as the cum from my cock. With a gasp he pulled it from his throat, wrapping a hand around the pulsing shaft and jerked it rapidly as he held his cum dripping mouth over it. Thick jets of cum blasted over his lips and onto his face; he took a deep breath and locked his lips around the gushing head as he gulped my creamy sperm into his gullet.

It seemed like I was going to cum forever, but my orgasm slowly subsided and he eased his fingers out of my ass. I lay there panting and quivering as he milked the last drops of sperm from my cock. He ran his tongue down it and lapped the few globs that he had missed from my crotch, then he kneeled between my thighs and grinned down at me as he licked at the cream covering his lips.

“Fuck DH,” I moaned, “I thought you were gonna suck me inside out. Damn, no one has ever made me cum that hard, or that much. You were fuckin’ great man.”

I swear he blushed and bowed his head sheepishly.

“I don’t know what came over me,” he said shyly, “usually it’s just like you saw me do to that kid; I suck ‘em off and they’re out the door. But you’re just so hot and sexy, I guess I just got a little crazy; but I loved it Ben. I never swallowed so much cum, unless I sucked four or five cocks in a row.”

He got off of the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. In a few seconds he returned with a steaming washcloth. He knelt between my thighs again and gently cleaned my cock and balls, then spread my cheeks and ran it over my quivering anus. When he had finished I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled my pants on, he went into the kitchen and when he returned he slipped a piece of paper into my bustier.

“That’s my phone number,” he said, “you can call me anytime you need to get off, anytime at all.”

I looked up at him and winked as I imagined what he would do to me the next time; and the next and the next...

Bookstore Bad-Boy & A Hot Threesome
© 2003 by Ben Hartley

First of all let me say that I am not some effeminate, mincing crossdresser. I am a very masculine looking male with a kink for sexy lingerie; if I can’t get someone to wear it for me, I wear it for myself. Introduced to women’s lingerie and male to male sex at a very tender age (another story) it has been a part of my sexuality for many years.

...now for the story.

It had been quite a while since I had satisfied my baser urges, it was Friday afternoon and I had the next two days off so I decided to indulge myself. First order of business was a deep cleansing enema. After filling the hot water bottle with warm soapy water and attaching the douche nozzle (bigger is better) I knelt on the bathroom floor and slipped it deep into my ass. Mmm...the warm fluid flowing into my bowels felt wickedly delicious; I teased my prostate with the douche nozzle as I anticipated the evening.

Now that I was clean internally it was time for the rest of me. I took a hot, steamy shower and shaved my balls and the base of my cock; if I shaved all over I would look ridiculous, as I am a six foot two, two hundred and ten-pound, hairy, very masculine-looking guy.

Now squeaky clean I went into my bedroom as I dried myself. I sat on the bed in front of the dresser, opened my lingerie drawer and selected my surprise for the night; a black satin garter belt and seamed heel hose to start with. Then a black satin thong; I love the way it feels when I pull it tight into the crack of my ass. I plucked the sheer stretchy bra that I had found at the second hand store from the drawer, (I had burned a small hole in each cup for my nipples to poke through) slipped into it and adjusted it until my sexy little nipples were protruding proudly through the holes.

I posed in front of the full-length mirror and immediately saw and felt my cock starting to bulge. If I had been staying in for the night I would have slipped into my sheer black nightgown, put on one of my favorite fuck tapes, lubed up some toys and had a delightful time. Instead I headed back into the bathroom where I took a tube of K-Y jelly from a drawer. I attached the applicator tip from a tube of hemorrhoid cream to the tube, lowered my thong, and then shoved the applicator as far into my ass as it would go, squeezing a very generous amount of lube inside my rectum.

I went back to the bedroom, put on a heavy black T-shirt, some old, loose fitting jeans, and slipped my sexy nylon covered feet into a pair of sneakers. After pocketing a bottle of Rush, I strode out the door and drove to my favorite adult bookstore.

{For those of you unfamiliar with Rush, it is a chemical (butyl or amyl nitrate) that used to be sold in small vials at adult bookstores. When deeply inhaled it causes muscles around blood vessels to relax, making your heart speed up to pump more blood. Oxygen-rich blood reaching the brain produces an intense head and body ‘rush’ sensation (hence the name, Rush) that intensifies sexual arousal as well as producing equally intense orgasms, in women as well as men}.

The parking lot was fairly empty when I arrived, only three or four cars, and there were only a few people inside lurking around the racks of magazines that lined the walls of the store. I got five dollars worth of quarters from the clerk (no machines that played videotape or took folding money back then. Ah, the good old days of 8 mm fuck-flicks, large viewing booths without those “I see what you’re doing” mirrors, no AIDS, nosey cops or pesky clerks; just horny fuckers looking to get off).

I entered the eighteen-booth arcade and made my way down the dimly lit corridor. A lanky black dude was lurking by one of the booths; he rubbed his bulging crotch and gave me a lusty smile as I passed by him. I walked past three or four occupied booths until I came to my favorite. It was near the back of the arcade and very roomy with a couple of strategically placed peepholes as well as a gloryhole and a small ledge that you could put your quarters and other stuff on.

I dropped several quarters into the machine, stacked the rest on the ledge next to my bottle of Rush, then leaned back against the wall (I never sit when I’m looking for some action) and rubbed my bulging fly as I watched the hot porn flickering on the screen. My cock grew long and thick beneath the sensual material of my thong; it had just started to leak when I saw a shadow fall across the entrance to my booth. The shadow paused for a couple of seconds, then it came closer. Soon a smiling young face was peering into my booth.

“Movie any good?” he asked.

“Yeah, it’s OK,” the standard reply.

“Mind if I watch?”

“No, that’s fine with me.”

He reached in front of me, “accidentally” caressing my stiff little nipples as he dropped several quarters into the box, then he leaned against the doorway. A little less than a minute had gone by before he popped the question.

“You want a blow-job?”

I grinned at him and said, “Sure man; that’d be great.”

He slipped inside the booth, knelt down in front of me and unzipped my jeans. Moving the pouch of my thong aside, he pulled my rigid meat out; he slipped a hand back into my pants and draped my balls outside of my fly. His tongue ran tentatively along the shaft of my cock before he took the head into his mouth and began slowly sucking on it. I put a hand on his head and stroked his thick black hair as I leaned my head back and groaned softly. I had just slipped a hand under my shirt and was toying with a nipple when I became aware of another presence outside of the booth.

Another friendly smiling face was watching as my cocksucker’s hot mouth swallowed my cock.

“Mind if I...watch?” the smiling face asked.

I felt my cocksucker’s warm mouth leave my cock and heard him say, “It’s OK. That’s Carl, he’s a friend of mine, he’s cool.”

He took me back into his mouth and started to suck me even deeper, gagging slightly as my cock hit the back of his throat.

“Sure,” I said, “any friend of yours is a friend of mine.”

Carl smiled and stepped in beside me, resting one of his hands on my ass as the other reached down and cupped my balls.

“Mmm...nice shaved balls, dude,” he said as he rolled them around in his hand. “Tommy’s a genuine cum pig. He just loves sucking cock and eating cum, don’t ya Tommy.”

Tommy moaned lustily in reply as he gobbled my throbbing cock.

Carl rubbed a huge bulge against my thigh as he continued fondling my balls; I felt his hot breath on my neck, then his lips and his warm, wet tongue ran up behind my ear. He pushed his hand firmly between the denim-covered cheeks my ass and then he slipped behind me and sat down on the bench. As his mouth nibbled at my butt through my jeans he reached around and popped the top button on the fly of my pants. In a heartbeat, they fell to my ankles and I was standing before them in all my hosed and gartered glory.

“Holy shit!” Carl murmured. “Fuck me naked, look at what this slut’s wearing, Tommy.”

Tommy’s hot mouth popped off of my pulsing cock and he scooted back a bit on the floor.

“Oh, man,” he groaned, “that’s so fuckin’ sexy.”

I heard Tommy’s fly open and as I looked down at him he pulled his cock out and started stroking it.

“So you like my sexy lingerie, do you Tommy?” I asked.

I turned and profiled myself between them, and then I grabbed the bottom of my shirt, pulled it over my head and dropped it on the bench beside Carl. I slipped off my shoes and kicked them under the bench, then I stepped out of my pants and deposited them on top of my shirt.

“How do you like it now, hmm?” I murmured lustily.

Their hands were all over me, tweaking my hard little nipples and caressing my legs and ass.

I turned to face Tommy again and he buried his face in my crotch, nuzzling and licking my heavy hanging balls; my cock hung over his face, dripping streams of shimmering juice on his cheeks. I dumped the rest of my quarters into the machine and as he took me back into his mouth I felt his pre-cum dripping onto my nylon covered leg as he humped his hard cock against it.

Carl wasted no time either; his horny mouth covered my ass with wet kisses and licks while he kneaded my cheeks with his strong hands. He pulled my thong aside and I felt his hands spreading my cheeks apart; I reached over and grabbed my bottle of Rush and as I took my second huff of it I felt his tongue slithering down my ass-crack. I held the bottle in front of Tommy’s face just as Carl began teasing my tight puckered anus with his long tongue.

“Mmm… sweet,” I heard his muffled voice, “you’re already lubed up, whore.”

Tommy released my cock, took the Rush from me and put it up to his nose just as the buzz enveloped my senses. I closed my eyes and grabbed my nipples, tweaking them hard as I spread my legs apart and wiggled my ass against Carl’s face. I’m sure everyone in the arcade heard me moaning like a whore in heat as his tongue penetrated my slutty hole. Tommy slipped the Rush inside my bra and his mouth engulfed my dripping cock again.

I plucked the small bottle out of my bra, reached around behind me and tapped Carl’s face with it. He pulled his mouth away from my horny ass, (mmm...my hole was so damn wet and loose) and took a huge sniff of the stuff. He put it back in my hand and dove into my ass with renewed vigor, spreading my cheeks wide as he drove his tongue as deeply into my ass he could.

“Oh yeah,” I groaned as I took the cap off of the little bottle, “eat me, you nasty fuckers, eat this fuckin’ slut alive.”

I inhaled deeply three or four times from it, then put it on the ledge. As the Rush hit me my whole body started to tingle and my head began buzzing like a hive full of bees. I leaned forward slightly and spread my legs wider as Carl reached between my legs and wrapped his thumb and forefinger around my scrotum, squeezing and kneading my balls as he slurped at my ass.

I braced my hands on Tommy’s shoulders, burying my cock deep in his delicious mouth. As Carl eased a finger into my ass I felt soft cool fingers caressing one of my nipples; I groaned like a slut and leaked a thick stream of pre-cum into my cocksucker’s mouth. The fingers tweaked and pinched my nipple harder and I heard a deep voice saying, “Fuck, Carl, you really know how to pick ‘em; this bitch is steamin’.”

I opened my eyes a crack and glanced toward the voice; the fingers taunting my nipple were attached to the lanky black dude who had been lurking in the corridor.

“Can you believe it Ed,” Carl said as he squirmed another finger inside of me, “ain’t this fuckin’ whore sexy?”

Ed rolled my nipple wickedly between his fingers.

“Mmm, hmm. This is the hottest bitch I ever saw you two do, an’ I’ve seen you do plenty.”

He stretched my nipple away from my chest and squeezed it tightly, causing me to whimper softly with ecstasy.

“You don’t mind if I watch, do you bitch?” he said with a wicked leer to his voice.

I took the Rush from the ledge and handed it to him.

Ed stood halfway inside the doorway, took a big sniff from the bottle and handed it back to me. I took several large huffs from it as he opened his fly, releasing nine thick inches of ebony cock. Tommy took the Rush from me as Ed leaned down and took one of my nipples between his lips. Sparks of delight raced from my nipple to my crotch as he chewed and licked at my hard little nipple. I reached down and grasped his fat cock, squeezing and stroking it slowly. I was in bookstore-whore heaven as the trio of horny fuckers worked me over.

By now Carl had three fingers working inside of my ass and my nylons were soaked through with Tommy’s slippery pre-cum; Ed lifted his face from my nipple and leered down at the nasty show that Tommy was putting on. He lifted his T-shirt, then moved closer to me and pulled my face to his chest. I felt a hard nipple rubbing on my lips and instinctively took it between them, and as I taunted it with my teeth and tongue he began leaking all over my stroking fist, lubing his fat black cock and causing us both moaned passionately.

Carl pulled his probing fingers out of my ass and I heard his fly open and felt him repositioning himself behind me. His huge cock slid through the sopping-wet groove of my ass, the head massaging my dangling balls as he pumped back and forth against my crotch, lubing up his shaft. I lifted my face from Ed’s chest and groped for the Rush, then held it to my nose and took several very deep huffs from it just before I felt the rock hard cock-head pressing against my horny fuck-hole. My whole body pulsed and my head swam around; I tucked the bottle back inside of my bra then reached out and braced my hands against the booth as he slowly began to penetrate me.

Tommy reached up took the bottle from my bra and filled his lungs with the stuff, then passed it to Ed and began gobbling at my balls again; I heard Tommy sighing with delight as my hot juice leaked onto his face. I heard Ed taking a big hit from it as Carl’s fuck-pole slid inside me. Damn he was big! My ass was stretched wider than my biggest dildo could stretch it and I could feel every bulging vein along every rigid inch of it as it slid deeper and deeper inside me.

“Ah...baby,” he hissed, “you’ve got one tight fuckin’ ass.”

I groaned and pressed back against him, burying his fat cock to the hilt in my greedy ass. He grabbed my hips and held it there, grinding his hips around, wriggling his meat inside my clutching rectum.

Ed handed the Rush to Carl, then pressed his thick cock against my hip and began rubbing it against me. Thick streams of his pre-cum oozed onto my skin and ran down over my stocking tops; I put an arm around his waist and pulled him closer to me, groaning lustily as his mouth latched onto my nipple again. His oozing black cock slipped smoothly over my skin, prodding Tommy’s face as it humped against my thigh; Tommy began alternately sucking both of our cocks, his hand encircled my balls and pushed them back between my legs. I soon felt them resting on Carl’s heavy-hanging sack and Tommy wrapped his fingers around both of our ball-sacks, gently massaging and milking them, only letting go when Carl sat the Rush on the ledge and started fucking me in earnest.

He pulled his cock back until only the head was inside, then slowly fed the whole thing back into me. He repeated this over and over, slowly building up speed until he was fucking me with long, steady strokes. Every stroke of his cock drove mine against Tommy’s face or into his sweet sucking mouth. Besides pigging out on my meat, Tommy kept both of his hands very busy; he was masturbating vigorously with one hand while the other slid between my legs, alternately toying with my balls and those of my well hung fuck-stud. From the sounds Carl was making I’m sure that Tommy had managed to shove a finger into his ass a time or two.

On one of Carl’s backstrokes Tommy wrapped his fingers around his fat shaft, squeezing it tightly and pumping at it as Ed held the rest inside me. I could feel the pressure building in my groin as his fat head prodded my prostate; it wouldn’t be long before I filled that sweet cocksucking mouth with cum. I grabbed the Rush and damn near hyperventilated on it as I filled my lungs over and over with the aromatic fumes.

Tommy stroked Ed’s long black shaft as he devoted all of his cocksucking talents to my throbbing meat; pre-cum from Ed’s pulsing black cock covered my thigh, Tommy’s juice were dribbling down my leg and onto my foot as Carl pounded away at my ass. I leaned forward again and braced my hands against the screen; the movie having been long ignored as a much hotter scene was being played out in the booth.

I felt my cock growing harder in Tommy’s mouth and I moaned deeply, “Mmm...ah...oh fuck...I’m gonna...I’m gonna...cum.”

Ed’s fingers replaced his mouth on my nipple as he lifted his face to watch Tommy feeding on my cock; his other hand grabbed an ass-cheek and squeezed it hard,

“Yeah, do it, slut,” he hissed. “Fill the little cocksucker’s mouth with your whore-juice.”

Carl filled his lungs full of Rush one last time and passed the bottle around to Ed.

“Come on slut, let me feel you cum,” he growled, “let me feel you squeeze that nasty fuck-hole around my cock while you blow your load in the boy’s mouth.”

By now I was almost delirious, I was Rushing like crazy and every nerve in my body was tingling with lust. Ed started pumping his thick cream over my thigh and I heard Tommy’s gurgling groan as it splashed onto his face, inciting him to suck my cock even more voraciously.

I began moaning loudly, “Mmm… oh… oh, fuck yeah! Ungh… ungh… mmmm...”

Thick loads of cum surged through my cock and burst into Tommy’s gluttonous mouth; he drove his face against my pubic mound as he greedily gulped at his hot reward. My ass spasmed around Carl’s fat cock and he began shooting his huge load into my ass. His cock grew even larger and as his thick steaming sperm surged into my bowels my ass clenched around it tightly, making it feel larger still. Blast after blast of his thick cream jetted into me, filling my ass until his slippery fuck-juice was oozing out of it, dribbling over my balls and running down my legs. I could hear Tommy’s gurgling groan and felt his sperm drenching my stockings as he shot his wad onto my leg and foot. He held my trembling meat deep in his mouth as he humped his spewing cock against my cum-soaked stockings.

Carl held his cock deep inside of my semen-coated rectum, then pulled me down with him as he collapsed onto the bench. Tommy followed, his mouth glued to my meat as he nursed every last drop of sperm from it. As I flexed my ass around Carl’s cock, I turned my head and took Ed’s thick black cock in my mouth, slurping and sucking the last of his spunk from it.

Tommy played out his part as the cum-pig; he pulled his mouth off of my cock and as it slapped lewdly against his face he began slurping Carl’s sperm from my balls and inner thighs. He grasped my legs and lifted them over his shoulders, then he started lapping and sucking at my cock-filled, sperm-dribbling ass; Carl groaned appreciatively as Tommy’s hot tongue slithered over his shaft and laved his dangling balls.

As I slowly came to my senses Tommy lowered my right leg to the floor and held the left one to his face as he gobbled his spent semen from it, and then he released it, leaned over and began slurping Ed’s huge load from my thigh. I slowly stood up and eased Carl’s still-hard cock out of my ass. When I turned around I couldn’t believe the size of it; it had to be at least twelve inches long and nearly as thick as my wrist. I bent down and took the fat head between my lips and gratefully nursed on it as I fondled his massive bull-balls.

“Oh yeah,” he moaned, “suck it, whore. Mmm… yeah… ah, fuck yeah, I’m gonna cum again.”

I took as much of his wonderful meat as I could into my mouth and pumped my hand up and down its thick shaft. Tommy the cum-pig spread my cheeks and pressed his mouth against my well-fucked ass, greedily slurping up the thick cum oozing from it; I spread my legs apart and pressed back against his face and his tongue snaked inside me.

I felt Carl growing huge in my mouth, he groaned and held my head as he erupted again. I stroked his shaft madly, gulping at his hot seed as it shot into my mouth and splashed against the back of my throat. When the last of his cum was in my belly, I kissed the head of his wonderful cock and slowly stood up; there was a wet slurping sound as my ass pulled away from the cum-pig’s mouth.

I leaned against the side of the booth, panting as I licked my lips. Ed stepped into the booth and kissed me passionately as I felt his long limp cock pressing against mine. I moaned as his fingers pinched my nipples and his long tongue slipping between my lips; he moaned as he savored the taste of Carl’s sperm.

“That was fuckin’ hot, baby,” he said as he reached down and caressed my balls, “so damn kinky. I hope I see you here again soon.”

He stepped back, slipped his huge black snake into his pants and went back into the corridor.

Carl stood up and pulled his pants up, then he reached out and tweaked one of my nipples.

“I usually come here on Wednesdays and Fridays,” he said, “most of the time Tommy’s with me, but I’d love to get you alone sometime.”

He reached into a pocket and slipped a card into my bra.

“Here’s my number, call me when you feel like getting nasty again.” He kissed me deeply also, then left the booth.

Tommy was wiping his semen-frosted face and licking it off of his hand.

“That was so hot, so fuckin’ hot,” he murmured as he fastened his pants. “I love the way you dress and the taste of your cum, so sweet and thick. I’m here almost every night, so any time you’d like to feed me just cum on down.”

He bent down and gave my thick, limp cock a final suck, squeezed my drained balls and left the booth.

I slipped into my shirt and pants then sat on the bench and put my shoes back on. I sat there staring at the movie as I waited for my heart to stop pounding. The sexy sensation of sperm oozing out of my ass sent shivers down my spine and the booth reeked of Rush, and pungent odor of stale saliva mixed with semen..

I pocketed the bottle of Rush and staggered out into the corridor and as I wobbled passed the booths a few lurking men with bulging crotches smiled wickedly at me. I smiled back, winked and rubbed my damp crotch as I staggered past by them. Any other time I would have wound up in a booth with one or more of them, but I had just had the hottest bookstore sex ever and had nothing left to give and really couldn’t take any more either.

When I got home, I stripped off my street clothes as I walked across the living room and stepped into the shower still wearing my lingerie. Besides loving the way that my lingerie looked and felt when it was wet, it was a very erotic way to wash them. When I was finished I draped them over the shower curtain rod and went into my bedroom. I smiled to myself as I thought back to the kinky sexual encounter I had had less than an hour ago; cum was still seeping out of my well-fucked ass. The erotic sensation of the slippery stuff was turning me on again, but I was far too tired to do anything about it.

I slipped into a pair of panties, to keep my sheets clean as well as delighting to the thought of waking up horny and hard in them. For good measure, I slipped into my sheer black nightgown before I crawled under the sheets.

In the morning, my sexy ensemble would have me so aroused when I awoke that it wouldn’t be until just before noon that I put my favorite dildo away and rinsed my semen out of my nightgown.

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As promised earlier; here is a tale of a more "traditional" flavor. A 99.44% true story of an incredible evening spent with two of the most erotic ladies I've ever known. If either of them happen to see this; THANKS! Wanna do it again?

An Evening with Ronni and Katt
© 2003 by Ben Hartley

I don’t know whether this is confessing ... or bragging, but it was a very memorable evening that I will treasure forever.

I came home from work one afternoon to find a message on the answering machine from, well, nowadays I guess you’d call her my “fuck-buddy”, Ronni. She was a cute, plump, petite woman, ten-years older than I was, with whom I had an ongoing physical relationship for nearly a decade. She was blonde and bisexual; a nurse by profession with an excellent “bedside manner” that never failed to bring out the lusty devil in me.

The message was a vague invitation to drop by her current residence, an upper class trailer park where she was living with kind of strange guy who was a part-time transvestite (he was out of town at the time). A big smile covered my face as I listened to her invitation; come by and see me always meant come over and fuck me. It was twenty miles one-way, but definitely worth the drive.

I quickly showered and shaved and, as a special treat that we both enjoyed, I carefully denuded my balls and the base of my cock. I sat on the edge of the bed and as I waited for my hair to dry I rolled a few joints (‘twas the ‘norm’ in those days, sigh), then I slipped on my jeans, sans underwear (just something extra to take off), sneakers and a T-shirt and headed out the door.

It was just starting to get dark when I got out of my car and walked up the steps to the side door of the mobile home, where I found a note taped to it: “Ben, just let yourself in, Ronni”.

I entered the kitchen and it appeared that the place was deserted; a few lights were burning but it was really quiet. On the counter beside the stove I saw a glass of red wine with a piece of paper beneath it; another message instructing me to go to the master bathroom. I picked up the glass of wine and headed down the hallway and as I neared the bedroom I could hear the sounds of muted giggles coming from inside.

The bedroom was empty and lit only by the flickering orange flames of a few candles and through the partly opened bathroom door I could see that it was similarly illuminated.

When I entered the bathroom I was very surprised, and very pleased, to find Ronni in the large circular bathtub in the company of another lady who had a very deep tan and platinum blonde hair. Wineglasses in hand, they both grinned up at me from the foamy bubble bath. My cock was throbbing as I sat on the step up to the tub and she introduced me to her companion; she went by the name of Katt and she was a stripper at a local adult theatre and an “acquaintance” of the absent TV roommate.

My mind was reeling as I sat beside them and tried to listen and respond to their chitchat while I devoured the sexy scene with my eyes. I mean, holy shit! Who could have ever imagined walking in on such a scene, it was like something you only read about in Penthouse’s Forum or their phony letters section.

I knew Ronni very well; she was about as close to being a nymphomaniac as someone could be without really being one. She was an extraordinarily sensual lady with a pixie-like smile, incredibly sensitive nipples (the only woman I had ever know who could have an orgasm just from me playing with them) and a beautiful pussy that fit me like a glove and literally gushed when she came.

Katt was nearly her exact opposite, physically, that is. Ronni was barely five foot two, pleasingly plump with soft, creamy-white skin and breasts that filled my hands perfectly; Katt was tall and very tan with large, full breasts and the firm, toned body of a dancer. Whew!

I lit a joint and we passed it around and drank our wine, all the time I could feel my cock leaking on my thigh as I watched the ladies engaging in subtle teasing beneath the bubbles.

When we had finished with the joint and our glasses were nearly empty, Ronni suggested that I go into the bedroom and make myself comfortable, an idea that I wholeheartedly agreed with.
In no time at all I was naked and reclining against a pile of pillows on the king-size bed while I listened to Ronni and Katt giggling in the bathroom. The ten minutes or so that it took until they came out seemed like an hour and my cock had gone from a full-blown, rock-hard erection to a state where it was laying thick and drooling on my thigh. Then I heard the sounds of two pairs of high heels walking across the tiled bathroom floor. As the door slowly began to open, someone extinguished the bathroom candles and I lay there gazing into the blackened doorway, then they slowly emerged.

Holy cow!

What had seemed to be a fantasy come true was now my (and maybe your) wildest wet dream come true as they came strutting into the flickering candlelight. Katt was wearing a corset with black and red vertical stripes, black stockings that came nearly to her firm, shapely ass, and a pair of those sexy, come-fuck-me heels with the straps crisscrossing her toes and wrapped around her ankles. Pantyless and clean-shaven, the pouting lips of her pussy gleamed in the candlelight.

Ronni followed close behind her; she was wearing a corset, seamed stockings and come-fuck-me pumps with four-inch heels; her ensemble was all in black and topped off with a “barely there” sheer black dressing gown. Her pussy was also freshly shaved; I could almost taste the dewy drops of nectar that were forming on her luscious full lips.

They paused and posed for me near the darkened doorway, then they slowly came closer to the bed. Standing beside the bed, Katt put one foot up on the mattress, and as she spread her thighs, Ronni’s hand appeared from between her thighs and her petite fingers parted Katt’s engorged lips, murmuring words to the effect of: “Doesn’t she have a lovely pussy? I bet you can’t wait to taste it and feel it wrapped around your cock.”

(The actual conversation from that night, twenty-something years ago, is long forgotten, but the images will last a lifetime.)

She dragged her fingers through Katt’s glistening groove, then lifted them to her mouth and slowly sucked them between her ruby-red lips, sighing softly as she relished the sweet treat. A wicked grin covered her face and she winked at me, then she kneeled down beside Katt. She rubbed her face sensuously against a nylon-clad thigh, and as if one some unspoken cue, Katt turned slightly and Ronni tilted her head back and her long pink tongue slipped from between her lips and slowly lapped at Katt’s swollen lips. Katt moaned with delight, then she grasped Ronni’s head and pulled it tight to her pussy; soft, ecstatic moans filled the room as each reveled with delight at the other’s touch and taste.

I lay there staring in awe at the spectacle of these two lovely ladies enjoying themselves, for my pleasure as much as their own. My cock was once again bobbing and dripping and I resisted the temptation to masturbate to this erotic vision.

After a few minutes of sucking and slurping at Katt’s pussy, Ronni pulled her face away from Katt’s now completely soaked crotch and stood up beside her. They moved to the foot of the bed, then they climbed up on it and crawled toward me like two stalking lionesses. As they lay down beside me, I felt soft hands enfolding my cock and scrotum; Katt’s eager mouth engulfed one of my nipples while Ronni kissed me and purred a promise of delights such as I had never known.

The rest of the evening was a blur of lust and desire. Some of my memories are of Ronni riding my cock while Katt stood over me with open legs and I watched my fuck-buddy eating her gorgeous naked pussy while she filled her own with my cock. In an unending feast of wanton debauchery I had my cock deep in one lady’s pussy while the other sat on my face and flooded my mouth with her come. How many times they traded places during the evening I have no idea, but the scenario was played out over and over again.

Katt would lie on the bed as Ronni stood beside it, bending over and eating Katt as I took Ronni from behind. A strap-on dildo was produced from a bedside table; Ronni put it on and proceeded to fuck Katt with it while I lubed up Ronni’s ass and sodomized her from behind. Ronni would climb onto my cock and Katt would alternately eat her ass and then lick Ronni’s abundant juices from my shaft and balls as she rode me.

On and on through the night we fucked and sucked, indulging our ravenous libidos with reckless abandon. Nobody counted the number of orgasms that the ladies had; they must have surely had dozens and the room was thick with the sweet aroma of well-fucked and thoroughly eaten pussy and ass.

But through it all, some five hours of wanton fornication, I only came once; partly due to my youthful stamina and partly because of the frequent changes in position and the mini-pauses that came with them. But when I did come, it was glorious.

Katt was sitting on my face…again, and Ronni was pounding my cock against her cervix when I felt it beginning. My muffled moans vibrated Katt’s pussy as I clutched her firm ass and Ronni, through years of feeling my cock exploding inside her, knew that I was about to come just from the change in the pulse of my cock. Just before the first jet of semen surged through my cock she pulled herself off, then she kneeled between my thighs and took me in her mouth. Katt leaned forward and laid her body over mine and they locked the head of my cock between their mouths and as they nursed on it I came with such intensity that some of my semen actually landed on Katt’s back.

It was a very long drive home that morning, and an even longer day at work, but I wouldn’t have missed my evening with Ronni and Katt for the world.

Hey everyone!
Hope you've all had a great Holiday Season and that you have been enjoying my torrid tales of bookstore debauchery...hee, hee, hee!
Here's the one that got the ball rolling (again).
Watch for a few of a more "traditional" nature in the near future!
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Stevenpanties (AKA: Ben Hartley)

Bookstore Bad-Boy & A Hot Threesome
© 2003 by Ben Hartley

First of all let me say that I am not some effeminate, mincing crossdresser. I am a very masculine looking male with a kink for sexy lingerie; if I can’t get someone to wear it for me, I wear it for myself. Introduced to women’s lingerie and male to male sex at a very tender age (another story) it has been a part of my sexuality for many years.

...now for the story.

It had been quite a while since I had satisfied my baser urges, it was Friday afternoon and I had the next two days off so I decided to indulge myself. First order of business was a deep cleansing enema. After filling the hot water bottle with warm soapy water and attaching the douche nozzle (bigger is better) I knelt on the bathroom floor and slipped it deep into my ass. Mmm...the warm fluid flowing into my bowels felt wickedly delicious; I teased my prostate with the douche nozzle as I anticipated the evening.

Now that I was clean internally it was time for the rest of me. I took a hot, steamy shower and shaved my balls and the base of my cock; if I shaved all over I would look ridiculous, as I am a six foot two, two hundred and ten-pound, hairy, very masculine-looking guy.

Now squeaky clean I went into my bedroom as I dried myself. I sat on the bed in front of the dresser, opened my lingerie drawer and selected my surprise for the night; a black satin garter belt and seamed heel hose to start with. Then a black satin thong; I love the way it feels when I pull it tight into the crack of my ass. I plucked the sheer stretchy bra that I had found at the second hand store from the drawer, (I had burned a small hole in each cup for my nipples to poke through) slipped into it and adjusted it until my sexy little nipples were protruding proudly through the holes.

I posed in front of the full-length mirror and immediately saw and felt my cock starting to bulge. If I had been staying in for the night I would have slipped into my sheer black nightgown, put on one of my favorite fuck tapes, lubed up some toys and had a delightful time. Instead I headed back into the bathroom where I took a tube of K-Y jelly from a drawer. I attached the applicator tip from a tube of hemorrhoid cream to the tube, lowered my thong, and then shoved I the applicator as far into my ass as it would go, squeezing a very generous amount of lube inside my rectum.

I went back to the bedroom, put on a heavy black T-shirt, some old, loose fitting jeans, and slipped my sexy nylon covered feet into a pair of sneakers. After pocketing a bottle of Rush, I strode out the door and drove to my favorite adult bookstore.

{For those of you unfamiliar with Rush, it is a chemical (butyl or amyl nitrate) that used to be sold in small vials at adult bookstores. When deeply inhaled it causes muscles around blood vessels to relax, making your heart speed up to pump more blood. Oxygen-rich blood reaching the brain produces an intense head and body ‘rush’ sensation (hence the name, Rush) that intensifies sexual arousal as well as producing equally intense orgasms, in women as well as men}.

The parking lot was fairly empty when I arrived, only three or four cars, and there were only a few people inside lurking around the racks of magazines that lined the walls of the store. I got five dollars worth of quarters from the clerk (no machines that played videotape or took folding money back then. Ah, the good old days of 8 mm fuck-flicks, large viewing booths without those “I see what you’re doing” mirrors, no AIDS, nosey cops or pesky clerks; just horny fuckers looking to get off).

I entered the eighteen-booth arcade and made my way down the dimly lit corridor. A lanky black dude was lurking by one of the booths; he rubbed his bulging crotch and gave me a lusty smile as I passed by him. I walked past three or four occupied booths until I came to my favorite. It was near the back of the arcade and very roomy with a couple of strategically placed peepholes as well as a gloryhole and a small ledge that you could put your quarters and other stuff on.

I dropped several quarters into the machine, stacked the rest on the ledge next to my bottle of Rush, then leaned back against the wall (I never sit when I’m looking for some action) and rubbed my bulging fly as I watched the hot porn flickering on the screen. My cock grew long and thick beneath the sensual material of my thong; it had just started to leak when I saw a shadow fall across the entrance to my booth. The shadow paused for a couple of seconds, then it came closer. Soon a smiling young face was peering into my booth.

“Movie any good?” he asked.

“Yeah, it’s OK,” the standard reply.

“Mind if I watch?”

“No, that’s fine with me.”

He reached in front of me, “accidentally” caressing my stiff little nipples as he dropped several quarters into the box, then he leaned against the doorway. A little less than a minute had gone by before he popped the question.

“You want a blow-job?”

I grinned at him and said, “Sure man; that’d be great.”

He slipped inside the booth, knelt down in front of me and unzipped my jeans. Moving the pouch of my thong aside, he pulled my rigid meat out; he slipped a hand back into my pants and draped my balls outside of my fly. His tongue ran tentatively along the shaft of my cock before he took the head into his mouth and began slowly sucking on it. I put a hand on his head and stroked his thick black hair as I leaned my head back and groaned softly. I had just slipped a hand under my shirt and was toying with a nipple when I became aware of another presence outside of the booth.

Another friendly smiling face was watching as my cocksucker’s hot mouth swallowed my cock.

“Mind if I...watch?” the smiling face asked.

I felt my cocksucker’s warm mouth leave my cock and heard him say, “It’s OK. That’s Carl, he’s a friend of mine, he’s cool.”

He took me back into his mouth and started to suck me even deeper, gagging slightly as my cock hit the back of his throat.

“Sure,” I said, “any friend of yours is a friend of mine.”

Carl smiled and stepped in beside me, resting one of his hands on my ass as the other reached down and cupped my balls.

“Mmm...nice shaved balls, dude,” he said as he rolled them around in his hand. “Tommy’s a genuine cum pig. He just loves sucking cock and eating cum, don’t ya Tommy.”

Tommy moaned lustily in reply as he gobbled my throbbing cock.

Carl rubbed a huge bulge against my thigh as he continued fondling my balls; I felt his hot breath on my neck, then his lips and his warm, wet tongue ran up behind my ear. He pushed his hand firmly between the denim-covered cheeks my ass and then he slipped behind me and sat down on the bench. As his mouth nibbled at my butt through my jeans he reached around and popped the top button on the fly of my pants. In a heartbeat, they fell to my ankles and I was standing before them in all my hosed and gartered glory.

“Holy shit!” Carl murmured. “Fuck me naked, look at what this slut’s wearing, Tommy.”

Tommy’s hot mouth popped off of my pulsing cock and he scooted back a bit on the floor.

“Oh, man,” he groaned, “that’s so fuckin’ sexy.”

I heard Tommy’s fly open and as I looked down at him he pulled his cock out and started stroking it.

“So you like my sexy lingerie, do you Tommy?” I asked.

I turned and profiled myself between them, and then I grabbed the bottom of my shirt, pulled it over my head and dropped it on the bench beside Carl. I slipped off my shoes and kicked them under the bench, then I stepped out of my pants and deposited them on top of my shirt.

“How do you like it now, hmm?” I murmured lustily.

Their hands were all over me, tweaking my hard little nipples and caressing my legs and ass.

I turned to face Tommy again and he buried his face in my crotch, nuzzling and licking my heavy hanging balls; my cock hung over his face, dripping streams of shimmering juice on his cheeks. I dumped the rest of my quarters into the machine and as he took me back into his mouth I felt his pre-cum dripping onto my nylon covered leg as he humped his hard cock against it.

Carl wasted no time either; his horny mouth covered my ass with wet kisses and licks while he kneaded my cheeks with his strong hands. He pulled my thong aside and I felt his hands spreading my cheeks apart; I reached over and grabbed my bottle of Rush and as I took my second huff of it I felt his tongue slithering down my ass-crack. I held the bottle in front of Tommy’s face just as Carl began teasing my tight puckered anus with his long tongue.

“Mmm… sweet,” I heard his muffled voice, “you’re already lubed up, whore.”

Tommy released my cock, took the Rush from me and put it up to his nose just as the buzz enveloped my senses. I closed my eyes and grabbed my nipples, tweaking them hard as I spread my legs apart and wiggled my ass against Carl’s face. I’m sure everyone in the arcade heard me moaning like a whore in heat as his tongue penetrated my slutty hole. Tommy slipped the Rush inside my bra and his mouth engulfed my dripping cock again.

I plucked the small bottle out of my bra, reached around behind me and tapped Carl’s face with it. He pulled his mouth away from my horny ass, (mmm...my hole was so damn wet and loose) and took a huge sniff of the stuff. He put it back in my hand and dove into my ass with renewed vigor, spreading my cheeks wide as he drove his tongue as deeply into my ass he could.

“Oh yeah,” I groaned as I took the cap off of the little bottle, “eat me, you nasty fuckers, eat this fuckin’ slut alive.”

I inhaled deeply three or four times from it, then put it on the ledge. As the Rush hit me my whole body started to tingle and my head began buzzing like a hive full of bees. I leaned forward slightly and spread my legs wider as Carl reached between my legs and wrapped his thumb and forefinger around my scrotum, squeezing and kneading my balls as he slurped at my ass.

I braced my hands on Tommy’s shoulders, burying my cock deep in his delicious mouth. As Carl eased a finger into my ass I felt soft cool fingers caressing one of my nipples; I groaned like a slut and leaked a thick stream of pre-cum into my cocksucker’s mouth. The fingers tweaked and pinched my nipple harder and I heard a deep voice saying, “Fuck, Carl, you really know how to pick ‘em; this bitch is steamin’.”

I opened my eyes a crack and glanced toward the voice; the fingers taunting my nipple were attached to the lanky black dude who had been lurking in the corridor.

“Can you believe it Ed,” Carl said as he squirmed another finger inside of me, “ain’t this fuckin’ whore sexy?”

Ed rolled my nipple wickedly between his fingers.

“Mmm, hmm. This is the hottest bitch I ever saw you two do, an’ I’ve seen you do plenty.”

He stretched my nipple away from my chest and squeezed it tightly, causing me to whimper softly with ecstasy.

“You don’t mind if I watch, do you bitch?” he said with a wicked leer to his voice.

I took the Rush from the ledge and handed it to him.

Ed stood halfway inside the doorway, took a big sniff from the bottle and handed it back to me. I took several large huffs from it as he opened his fly, releasing nine thick inches of ebony cock. Tommy took the Rush from me as Ed leaned down and took one of my nipples between his lips. Sparks of delight raced from my nipple to my crotch as he chewed and licked at my hard little nipple. I reached down and grasped his fat cock, squeezing and stroking it slowly. I was in bookstore-whore heaven as the trio of horny fuckers worked me over.

By now Carl had three fingers working inside of my ass and my nylons were soaked through with Tommy’s slippery pre-cum; Ed lifted his face from my nipple and leered down at the nasty show that Tommy was putting on. He lifted his T-shirt, then moved closer to me and pulled my face to his chest. I felt a hard nipple rubbing on my lips and instinctively took it between them, and as I taunted it with my teeth and tongue he began leaking all over my stroking fist, lubing his fat black cock and causing us both moaned passionately.

Carl pulled his probing fingers out of my ass and I heard his fly open and felt him repositioning himself behind me. His huge cock slid through the sopping-wet groove of my ass, the head massaging my dangling balls as he pumped back and forth against my crotch, lubing up his shaft. I lifted my face from Ed’s chest and groped for the Rush, then held it to my nose and took several very deep huffs from it just before I felt the rock hard cock-head pressing against my horny fuck-hole. My whole body pulsed and my head swam around; I tucked the bottle back inside of my bra then reached out and braced my hands against the booth as he slowly began to penetrate me.

Tommy reached up took the bottle from my bra and filled his lungs with the stuff, then passed it to Ed and began gobbling at my balls again; I heard Tommy sighing with delight as my hot juice leaked onto his face. I heard Ed taking a big hit from it as Carl’s fuck-pole slid inside me. Damn he was big! My ass was stretched wider than my biggest dildo could stretch it and I could feel every bulging vein along every rigid inch of it as it slid deeper and deeper inside me.

“Ah...baby,” he hissed, “you’ve got one tight fuckin’ ass.”

I groaned and pressed back against him, burying his fat cock to the hilt in my greedy ass. He grabbed my hips and held it there, grinding his hips around, wriggling his meat inside my clutching rectum.

Ed handed the Rush to Carl, then pressed his thick cock against my hip and began rubbing it against me. Thick streams of his pre-cum oozed onto my skin and ran down over my stocking tops; I put an arm around his waist and pulled him closer to me, groaning lustily as his mouth latched onto my nipple again. His oozing black cock slipped smoothly over my skin, prodding Tommy’s face as it humped against my thigh; Tommy began alternately sucking both of our cocks, his hand encircled my balls and pushed them back between my legs. I soon felt them resting on Carl’s heavy-hanging sack and Tommy wrapped his fingers around both of our ball-sacks, gently massaging and milking them, only letting go when Carl sat the Rush on the ledge and started fucking me in earnest.

He pulled his cock back until only the head was inside, then slowly fed the whole thing back into me. He repeated this over and over, slowly building up speed until he was fucking me with long, steady strokes. Every stroke of his cock drove mine against Tommy’s face or into his sweet sucking mouth. Besides pigging out on my meat, Tommy kept both of his hands very busy; he was masturbating vigorously with one hand while the other slid between my legs, alternately toying with my balls and those of my well hung fuck-stud. From the sounds Carl was making I’m sure that Tommy had managed to shove a finger into his ass a time or two.

On one of Carl’s backstrokes Tommy wrapped his fingers around his fat shaft, squeezing it tightly and pumping at it as Ed held the rest inside me. I could feel the pressure building in my groin as his fat head prodded my prostate; it wouldn’t be long before I filled that sweet cocksucking mouth with cum. I grabbed the Rush and damn near hyperventilated on it as I filled my lungs over and over with the aromatic fumes.

Tommy stroked Ed’s long black shaft as he devoted all of his cocksucking talents to my throbbing meat; pre-cum from Ed’s pulsing black cock covered my thigh, Tommy’s juice were dribbling down my leg and onto my foot as Carl pounded away at my ass. I leaned forward again and braced my hands against the screen; the movie having been long ignored as a much hotter scene was being played out in the booth.

I felt my cock growing harder in Tommy’s mouth and I moaned deeply, “Mmm...ah...oh fuck...I’m gonna...I’m gonna...cum.”

Ed’s fingers replaced his mouth on my nipple as he lifted his face to watch Tommy feeding on my cock; his other hand grabbed an ass-cheek and squeezed it hard,

“Yeah, do it, slut,” he hissed. “Fill the little cocksucker’s mouth with your whore-juice.”

Carl filled his lungs full of Rush one last time and passed the bottle around to Ed.

“Come on slut, let me feel you cum,” he growled, “let me feel you squeeze that nasty fuck-hole around my cock while you blow your load in the boy’s mouth.”

By now I was almost delirious, I was Rushing like crazy and every nerve in my body was tingling with lust. Ed started pumping his thick cream over my thigh and I heard Tommy’s gurgling groan as it splashed onto his face, inciting him to suck my cock even more voraciously.

I began moaning loudly, “Mmm… oh… oh, fuck yeah! Ungh… ungh… mmmm...”

Thick loads of cum surged through my cock and burst into Tommy’s gluttonous mouth; he drove his face against my pubic mound as he greedily gulped at his hot reward. My ass spasmed around Carl’s fat cock and he began shooting his huge load into my ass. His cock grew even larger and as his thick steaming sperm surged into my bowels my ass clenched around it tightly, making it feel larger still. Blast after blast of his thick cream jetted into me, filling my ass until his slippery fuck-juice was oozing out of it, dribbling over my balls and running down my legs. I could hear Tommy’s gurgling groan and felt his sperm drenching my stockings as he shot his wad onto my leg and foot. He held my trembling meat deep in his mouth as he humped his spewing cock against my cum-soaked stockings.

Carl held his cock deep inside of my semen-coated rectum, then pulled me down with him as he collapsed onto the bench. Tommy followed, his mouth glued to my meat as he nursed every last drop of sperm from it. As I flexed my ass around Carl’s cock, I turned my head and took Ed’s thick black cock in my mouth, slurping and sucking the last of his spunk from it.

Tommy played out his part as the cum-pig; he pulled his mouth off of my cock and as it slapped lewdly against his face he began slurping Carl’s sperm from my balls and inner thighs. He grasped my legs and lifted them over his shoulders, then he started lapping and sucking at my cock-filled, sperm-dribbling ass; Carl groaned appreciatively as Tommy’s hot tongue slithered over his shaft and laved his dangling balls.

As I slowly came to my senses Tommy lowered my right leg to the floor and held the left one to his face as he gobbled his spent semen from it, and then he released it, leaned over and began slurping Ed’s huge load from my thigh. I slowly stood up and eased Carl’s still-hard cock out of my ass. When I turned around I couldn’t believe the size of it; it had to be at least twelve inches long and nearly as thick as my wrist. I bent down and took the fat head between my lips and gratefully nursed on it as I fondled his massive bull-balls.

“Oh yeah,” he moaned, “suck it, whore. Mmm… yeah… ah, fuck yeah, I’m gonna cum again.”

I took as much of his wonderful meat as I could into my mouth and pumped my hand up and down its thick shaft. Tommy the cum-pig spread my cheeks and pressed his mouth against my well-fucked ass, greedily slurping up the thick cum oozing from it; I spread my legs apart and pressed back against his face and his tongue snaked inside me.

I felt Carl growing huge in my mouth, he groaned and held my head as he erupted again. I stroked his shaft madly, gulping at his hot seed as it shot into my mouth and splashed against the back of my throat. When the last of his cum was in my belly, I kissed the head of his wonderful cock and slowly stood up; there was a wet slurping sound as my ass pulled away from the cum-pig’s mouth.

I leaned against the side of the booth, panting as I licked my lips. Ed stepped into the booth and kissed me passionately as I felt his long limp cock pressing against mine. I moaned as his fingers pinched my nipples and his long tongue slipping between my lips; he moaned as he savored the taste of Carl’s sperm.

“That was fuckin’ hot, baby,” he said as he reached down and caressed my balls, “so damn kinky. I hope I see you here again soon.”

He stepped back, slipped his huge black snake into his pants and went back into the corridor.

Carl stood up and pulled his pants up, then he reached out and tweaked one of my nipples.

“I usually come here on Wednesdays and Fridays,” he said, “most of the time Tommy’s with me, but I’d love to get you alone sometime.”

He reached into a pocket and slipped a card into my bra.

“Here’s my number, call me when you feel like getting nasty again.” He kissed me deeply also, then left the booth.

Tommy was wiping his semen-frosted face and licking it off of his hand.

“That was so hot, so fuckin’ hot,” he murmured as he fastened his pants. “I love the way you dress and the taste of your cum, so sweet and thick. I’m here almost every night, so any time you’d like to feed me just cum on down.”

He bent down and gave my thick, limp cock a final suck, squeezed my drained balls and left the booth.

I slipped into my shirt and pants then sat on the bench and put my shoes back on. I sat there staring at the movie as I waited for my heart to stop pounding. The sexy sensation of sperm oozing out of my ass sent shivers down my spine and the booth reeked of Rush, and pungent odor of stale saliva mixed with semen..

I pocketed the bottle of Rush and staggered out into the corridor and as I wobbled passed the booths a few lurking men with bulging crotches smiled wickedly at me. I smiled back, winked and rubbed my damp crotch as I staggered past by them. Any other time I would have wound up in a booth with one or more of them, but I had just had the hottest bookstore sex ever and had nothing left to give and really couldn’t take any more either.

When I got home, I stripped off my street clothes as I walked across the living room and stepped into the shower still wearing my lingerie. Besides loving the way that my lingerie looked and felt when it was wet, it was a very erotic way to wash them. When I was finished I draped them over the shower curtain rod and went into my bedroom. I smiled to myself as I thought back to the kinky sexual encounter I had had less than an hour ago; cum was still seeping out of my well-fucked ass. The erotic sensation of the slippery stuff was turning me on again, but I was far too tired to do anything about it.

I slipped into a pair of panties, to keep my sheets clean as well as delighting to the thought of waking up horny and hard in them. For good measure, I slipped into my sheer black nightgown before I crawled under the sheets.

In the morning, my sexy ensemble would have me so aroused when I awoke that it wouldn’t be until just before noon that I put my favorite dildo away and rinsed my semen out of my nightgown.

Hi everyone! Hope you all had great holidays.
Well, here is the first part of BSBB & The Slut...hope this works okay.

Bookstore Bad-Boy & The Slut
Part I
© 2003 by Ben Hartley


It was a cool fall evening in the middle of the week and I was bored to death; nothing was on the tube and everyone was busy, so guess what I decided to do.

Forty-five minutes later I was getting out of my Toyota 4X4 in the bookstore parking lot. It was kinda busy that night; the lot was over half full. Could be a good thing (lots of horny cocksuckers) could be a bad thing (an arcade full of trolls and old men).

I opened the door and went inside, checking out the lurkers as I laid a five-dollar bill on the counter. There were about seven or eight males of all descriptions; a couple of young looking Latinos, two guys who could have been retirees, another looked like he just crawled out of his cardboard box and the rest were nondescript white collar married men looking for a cheap thrill.

I slipped the stacks of quarters into a pocket of my field jacket and wandered into the murky arcade. This wasn’t my favorite bookstore; it had about a dozen booths, mostly back to back with no gloryholes, but it was nice and dark and close to home, handy on a night like tonight. Many of the booths were occupied, a few were out of order and there were the usual horny fuckers hanging out in the aisles. I made my way toward an unlit booth and after receiving a few “accidental” exploratory bumps along the way, I was finally leaning against the back of the booth dropping quarters into the coin box.

The porn was pretty hot, I didn’t even need to play with myself to become aroused, but the action wasn’t happening like I wanted it to. After shooing away a couple of trolls and an octogenarian, I was down to my last four quarters. I dropped them into the coin box and decided just to dump my load on the floor and go home.

I opened my fly, slipped my lace panties aside and released my swollen cock. Having been so turned on by the porn for that last twenty minutes or so I knew that I would cum in no time, so I teased a nipple and stroked my cock leisurely, building up to an aching climax. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the erotic sensation of my masturbation. My cock was hard as steel and it glistened in the flickering light of the movie from the massive amount of pre-cum that was lubing it.

A soft voice jolted me out of my ecstatic little world; “Nice cock. How would you like to take it back to my place?”

I stood up straight and instinctively covered my throbbing cock with my jacket. There at the entrance to my booth was a kind of average looking guy: thirty-something about five-nine, medium weight with sandy brown hair. Not the threatening type at all and not the cop type either. He took a step toward me, reached out and ran a soft hand over my dripping meat.

“I have an apartment about five minutes from here, what do you say?”

What the hell, I thought, it wasn’t that late and I always preferred a more casual setting than this.

“Sure, why not,” I said.

He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and pressed it into my hand. “Here’s my address, I’ll see you in about five, ok?”

I assured him that I would be right behind him and he turned and left. I wedged my cock back into my panties and zipped up just as the movie shut off.

Five minutes later I was pulling into an apartment parking lot across from a local community college just a few miles away from where I lived. I cruised around it until I had the numbers figured out then parked near his block of apartments. I climbed out of my truck and headed straight for the stairs that led up to his place. The door opened less than two seconds after I knocked and the grinning stranger let me in.

“Hi, call me DH, would you like something to drink?” he asked as I shucked off my jacket.

“My name’s Ben,” I said, “a scotch on the rocks would be nice or a beer, whichever you have.”

“Why don’t you have a seat in the bedroom while I get your drink? Make yourself comfortable.”

He disappeared into the kitchenette as I walked into what was obviously the bedroom. I could here the tinkling of ice as I took off my shoes and sat down on the bed that was covered with several large throw pillows. In a few seconds he came into the room and handed me a broad, squat glass filled with a very generous amount of amber colored booze. I sipped my drink and he walked around the foot of the bed to a small credenza against the wall where he lit a candle. Then he left the bedroom and turned out the lights in the living room and kitchenette. When he returned he was unbuttoning his shirt.

“Why don’t you get undressed,” he said as he walked around the bed.

I sat my drink on the nightstand, stood up and unfastened my pants; as they were falling to the floor I stripped off my long-sleeved T-shirt, tossed it to the floor and stepped out of my pants. When I turned around he was facing away from me, sitting on the corner of the bed with his shirt off as he untied his shoes. His shoes hit the floor and he stood up and let his pants fall around his ankles. Still wearing his briefs, he turned around and faced me; I thought his eyes were going to fall out of his head.

“Holy shit!” was all he said.

I was wearing a black lace bustier that held up my RHT stockings, and a pair of pre-cum soaked stretch lace panties, which flaunted my bulging cock very nicely.

“Holy shit, Ben!” he said again, “I wasn’t expecting this at all. When I saw you at the arcade, and then getting out of your 4X4, I thought “Lumber Jack Type”, but this, this is so...so sexy!”

He walked around the bed and came closer to me; the bulge in his briefs showed his approval.

“I’m so glad you like my lingerie, DH,” I murmured.

I ran my hands over my chest and down to my thighs and turned around slowly, giving him a good look at what he was getting.

“Oh yeah,” he said, “I like it a lot.”

I reached out and put an arm around his shoulders.

“Show me how much you like it baby,” I said as I pulled his body against mine.

I reached up, pulled one of the cups of my bustier down, and pulled his face toward my erect nipple. He needed no prompting at all. His eager mouth enveloped my nipple, sending sparks of delight racing through my body.

“Ah...that’s nice,” I moaned as he hungrily devoured my nipple.

He wriggled out of his briefs, and his hard cock pressed against mine as his hands explored my body. His hands took hold of my ass and he thrust his cock against my soggy panties; he wasn’t very well endowed, maybe five and a half inches at most, but his cock was thick and rock hard. I caressed his head as he gnawed at my nipples, his hands kneaded my ass and I reached up and tweaked one of his nipples; his teeth clamped down harder on mine and a muffled throaty groan came from his mouth as his cock slid under my balls.

He leaned against me and the back of my knees hit the mattress, I sat down and he followed me with his mouth still glued to my nipple. He put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me back onto the bed and I reclined on one of the pillows, then he fell to his knees on the floor. Pushing my knees apart he nuzzled his face into my crotch, licking and sucking my balls and the shaft of my cock through my soggy panties. His hands slowly ran up the curves of my calves then caressed my knees; I slid my hands inside the cups of my bustier and rolled my nipples between my fingers.

His hands were slowly working their way over my thighs; finally they passed over my hips and grasped the waistband of my panties. When he tugged at them, I lifted my ass and he pulled them down to my ankles. Sitting on the floor he took hold of my foot, lifted it from my lacy wet panties and held it to his face. His tongue ran over my instep and across my toes; he took them into his mouth and sucked at them, all the time moaning softly. His ravenous tongue fluttered over my ankle and followed a delightful trail up to my knee; my cock bobbed in the air and I watched with voyeuristic delight as he sat my foot back on the floor and repeated the process to my other leg.

He rose back to his knees, put his arms behind my knees and pulled me toward him until my ass was hanging off of the bed. Slowly he licked at my smooth shaven balls, my pulsing cock bounced off his nose as drops of pre-cum slowly ran down its shaft. A sparkling drop of it dribbled onto my balls and his tongue slowly followed the glistening trail back to its source. A soft hand gently kneaded my balls as he ran the underside of his tongue over the oozing tip of my cock. I watched as his tongue lewdly washed over the head of my cock, then he took it between his lips and slowly nursed on the swollen head.

I lowered my head and closed my eyes, loosing myself the wonderfully erotic sensations that his mouth was delivering. Soft moans drifted up from my crotch as he pulled on my balls and I leaked thick streams of pre-cum into his mouth. His free hand was still caressing my leg; it slowly made its way up my body until it found the top of my bustier; I pulled the cup down and he immediately seized the nipple and began rolling it firmly between his fingers. More pre-cum leaked from my cock and he lowered his mouth over the shaft, taking it all in until my fat head was resting against the back of his throat.

His tongue danced around my throbbing meat as he slowly worked his mouth up and down the shaft. He let it slip out of his mouth and let it slide wetly over his face, then swallowed it again and forced it deep into his mouth. The head hit his throat again, he paused and I heard him gag slightly, then the muscles of his throat began to relax and I slid deeper into it. He pumped my cock into his throat, working the muscles around it, taking it in until his nose was buried in my pubic hair. He would deep throat me for a few seconds, come up for a gasp of air and then drive my meat back into his talented throat.

I think he could sense that I was getting pretty close; he let my cock slip from his mouth again then lifted my knees up to my chest and rolled me onto my side.

He grabbed my cock and said, “Hold your knees to you chest for me Ben.”

I did as he asked and curled up into a ball on the bed with my cock and balls protruding from between my thighs. As he slowly teased my engorged cock with his fingers, he began licking and kissing my ass. He ran his tongue slowly down the crack, barely touching the hole, then wickedly taunting my balls. He went back along the same route and repeated this over and over until I was going crazy.

Without warning he rolled me onto my back and buried his face between my saliva covered cheeks. He wallowed his face between them, slurping and sucking my anus as my balls draped over his nose. I felt his tongue touching my juicy puckered hole, he grabbed my cheeks and spread them far apart and the tip of his tongue entered me. Slowly he fucked my ass with the tip of his tongue; I could feel huge amounts of pre-cum oozing out the tip of my cock and hear his muffled sighs when it dripped onto his face. His tongue slid further inside me and paused. It wiggled around my sphincter and I moaned with delight. He pumped it back and forth against it then drove it in even deeper and I rolled my head around, groaning as it slid in and out of me. It felt like he had at least three or four inches of tongue up my ass and he really knew what to do with it, too.

I lay there squirming and groaning with an almost continuous flow of pre-cum pouring from my cock as he deep-tongued my horny ass. His talented tongue popped out of my ass and slowly slathered its way across the area between my sopping hole and my balls. A low moan came from me as it moved wetly over my balls; as one was sucked into his mouth I let out with a loud, “Uhgn...Oh yeah!” His lips locked around it and he stretched it away from my crotch as his tongue swirled around it. After a few minutes he let it slip from his mouth and quickly swallowed its mate. I lay there, writhing in ecstasy as he relentlessly assaulted my cum-filled testicles; my throbbing cock felt like a piece of cast iron.

He had just released my tormented nut and was working his way up the shaft of my cock when there was a knock at his front door. He casually lifted his head and looked at the clock beside the bed.

“Oh shit,” he said, “that’s my Wednesday nine o’clock. Hang on, I won’t be a second.”

He stood up and went into the living room; I collapsed in a sexual delirium with my sprawled legs hanging off the side of the bed and my rock hard meat pulsing in the air. In just a few seconds he came back into the room...with another guy!

The new person looked like the college type; goatee, pierced ears, baseball hat and baggy shorts. Neither of them said a word, the new guy looked at me curiously, dropped his shorts and lay back on the bed with his thick curved cock almost touching his belly. DH knelt on the floor and swallowed his fleshy banana, pumping his mouth rapidly up and down its length. I lay there, fondling my wet balls and pinching a nipple as I watched the hot cocksucker in action. In less than five minutes it was over; Joe College gave out with a loud grunt and blew his load into DH’s hungry mouth, then pulled up his shorts and walked to the door with DH.

I heard the door shut and DH came back to the bedroom. His cock was hard and the head was a pale purplish color, his face was covered with a shit-eating grin and there was a small dribble of sperm on his chin. He wiped the drool of semen from his chin, then licked it from his finger.

“I do a lot of blow jobs on a regular basis,” he said. “All the horny college kids across the road have passed my number around and I have it written on the bathroom wall at the bookstore; I do that guy every Wednesday at nine. I was just so carried away with you that I forgot all about it.”

He knelt between my knees and gazed down at my drooling cock; “Now where were we? Oh yeah!”

He swooped down on my cock like a falcon on a pigeon, slurping and drooling around it as he pounded it against the back of his throat. He took it back into his throat again, swallowing it as if it were a piece of spaghetti. I felt his muscles working around the head as he gobbled it down, then he locked them around it and pumped his head back and forth, running his tongue along the underside of my cock as he masturbated the head with his throat. He pushed his face down until his lips were around the base of my cock; a hand filled itself with my balls, squeezing and pulling them as he worked his throat around my meat. Then with a slow, jerky motion he began to pull away from me, slowly letting my cock slip out of his grasping throat.

He sat back on his heels, still fondling my balls as he stroked his cock.

“Do you want me to make you cum Ben?” ha asked.

I couldn’t believe that he had to ask.

“Oh yeah,” I moaned, “do it baby, make me cum for you.”

He grinned and winked at me.

“I knew you’d say that,” he said, “but there’s just one thing,”

He got off the bed and went over to the nightstand, where he got something out of a drawer and then he resumed his position between my thighs.

“I’d like to cum too,” he said, “I haven’t gotten off since last Friday; I only masturbate when I’m really turned on, and you’ve really got me turned on.”

He spread his knees between my thighs, spreading them far apart as he lowered his ass onto the mattress and started slowly stroking his cock. He reached out and caressed my low hanging balls.

“I want to come on you Ben,” he said. “I want to shoot my cum all over your cock and balls, lick it off of you then suck you till you cum in my mouth. Is that ok with you?”

Ok with me? That was about he hottest thing anyone had ever wanted to do to me (at the time).

“Oh, yeah,” I sighed, “I’d love to feel you cumming on my crotch. Go ahead and do it babe.”

He smiled down at me and began jacking off in earnest. As I watched his hot show I stroked my own cock and teased a nipple. He moved closer to me and pressed his dribbling cock-head against my balls; I raised my leg, placed a foot on his chest and teased one of his hard little nipples with my nylon-covered toes. He closed his eyes and groaned deeply and I felt his hot pre-cum leaking over my balls.

As I continued toying with his nipple his breathing became faster as did his stroking. He opened his eyes and looked down at me.

“I...I like to use poppers when I cum, you don’t mind do you?”

“No man, I don’t mind. I like to use ‘em myself,” I said, “you can pass it my way when you’re done.”

He grinned at me then closed his eyes and stroked his cock even faster. He lifted the small brown bottle to his nose, twisted the cap off with one hand and inhaled deeply from it, then he twisted the cap back on and tossed it onto the mattress beside me. I picked it up, opened it and took a quick, deep huff from it then covered the top of the bottle with my thumb and watched him as his face flushed a soft red color. His face twisted into a strained sneer and he started to grunt.

“Ah fuck, Ben! I’m gonna cum...I’m...I...Aauuggh!”

His hot cum shot out of his cock in a thick ropy stream and splashed over my bustier and onto my nipple. I rubbed the slippery stuff into it as he lowered his spurting cock and began to drench my crotch with his sizzling spunk. His thick curds coated my cock and balls, dribbling over my delighted anus. Errant jets of the stuff shot onto my thighs; he rose onto his knees and moved closer to my crotch as he pumped stream after stream of cum onto me.

The poppers had me so buzzed that I almost came when he pressed the head of his cock between my balls. I couldn’t believe how much cream this guy was producing, but then he had saved up nearly a weeks worth. Finally he gave out a loud gasping grunt and fell forward. He caught himself with his hands and was poised over me with his spasming cock pressed hard against mine.

“Oh man,” he gasped, “man, oh man, that was fuckin’ hot. Baby, I came so damn good. Now it’s your turn, Ben.”

He leaned down and licked the lumpy stuff from my bustier, then pushed himself up, slid back and lowered his face between my thighs. His hot tongue ran over them, licking the stray semen from my stocking tops as he worked his was up to my balls. Anticipating the touch of his tongue on my balls, I held the bottle to my nose and took a deep breath of it. A warm tingling rush flowed through my body as he lapped at the thick jizz covering my balls. I lay there moaning and groaning as his greedy tongue sought out his spent seed, his tongue covered every inch of my scrotum. One at a time he sucked them back into his mouth and thoroughly cleansed them, and then he lifted them with his nose and began lapping the thick stuff from my ass.

“Oh yeah...oh baby...mmm,” I groaned, “eat it babe...ahh yeah, get it all.”

His insatiable mouth gobble at my ass, sucking and licking at his sperm. He put his hands under my knees and lifted them up and apart, spreading my ass wide open for his hot mouth. I filled my lungs again as his long cum covered tongue slithered into my drenched hole.

“Yeah, fuck me, baby...give me that nasty tongue...deeper, baby, deeper,” I urged him.

Juicy muffled groans were his reply as he ate my ass like a starved man.

I grabbed one of my nipples, squeezing and twisting it hard; pre-cum streamed out of my cock as the nasty fucker tongue fucked me into a frenzy. I was going nuts, twisting my head, moaning and cussing as I humped my ass against his face. I was almost ready to cum without a hand being laid on my cock.

Slowly he eased his long tongue out of me and it started its journey toward my cock. He paused to lavish a little more attention on my balls, then slowly licked and sucked his way up the shaft of my cock. With his lips wrapped half around the head he licked and probed its little hole as he leered into my eyes. He let it fall from his lips and fucked at it with the tip of his tongue.

He rubbed his lips against it as he murmured, “You want it, don’t you Ben?” his tongue fluttered over it lightly, “You want your cock in my mouth.”

I groaned deep and slutty as he ran a sucking kiss down the length of it and back up again,

“You want to fuck my throat and fill it with your sperm, don’t you Ben?”

DH opened his mouth wide and lowered it over my oozing fleshy pole, his lips barely touching it until it touched the back of his throat. Then he lightly closed them around the base of my cock and slowly dragged them up its length. He stopped at the helmet and gently nursed on it, gradually increasing the pressure of his suckling. I took a huge sniff off the bottle and tried to hump into his mouth but he grabbed my balls firmly and pulled them toward the mattress. His mouth made the agonizing descent once more and I felt those talented muscles in his throat working around my throbbing head again. Suddenly he let it slip deep into his throat and pumped his face rapidly up and down.

I exploded inside him, howling like a rabid wildcat as he gulped at my gushing sperm. His hand gripped my balls tighter and a pair of fingers slid into my ass and pumped against my prostate. I howled louder, meaningless guttural gibberish flowed from my mouth almost as fast as the cum from my cock. With a gasp he pulled it from his throat, wrapping a hand around the pulsing shaft and jerked it rapidly as he held his cum dripping mouth over it. Thick jets of cum blasted over his lips and onto his face; he took a deep breath and locked his lips around the gushing head as he gulped my creamy sperm into his gullet.

It seemed like I was going to cum forever, but my orgasm slowly subsided and he eased his fingers out of my ass. I lay there panting and quivering as he milked the last drops of sperm from my cock. He ran his tongue down it and lapped the few globs that he had missed from my crotch, then he kneeled between my thighs and grinned down at me as he licked at the cream covering his lips.

“Fuck DH,” I moaned, “I thought you were gonna suck me inside out. Damn, no one has ever made me cum that hard, or that much. You were fuckin’ great man.”

I swear he blushed and bowed his head sheepishly.

“I don’t know what came over me,” he said shyly, “usually it’s just like you saw me do to that kid; I suck ‘em off and they’re out the door. But you’re just so hot and sexy, I guess I just got a little crazy; but I loved it Ben. I never swallowed so much cum, unless I sucked four or five cocks in a row.”

He got off of the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. In a few seconds he returned with a steaming washcloth. He knelt between my thighs again and gently cleaned my cock and balls, then spread my cheeks and ran it over my quivering anus. When he had finished I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled my pants on, he went into the kitchen and when he returned he slipped a piece of paper into my bustier.

“That’s my phone number,” he said, “you can call me anytime you need to get off, anytime at all.”

I looked up at him and winked as I imagined what he would do to me the next time; and the next and the next...

Hey everyone!
Hope you are all doing well and not too unprepared for the Christmas freight train that is barreling down on us.
Here is the third installment of my "Bookstore Bad-Boy" series; semi-biographic with a few minor "wish-this-had-happened-too" thrown into the mix (the best could always be a little better, couldn't it?)
Merry Christmas everyone, enjoy!

Bookstore Bad-Boy & The Slut
Part II
© 2003 by Ben Hartley

It had been four days since DH had drained my balls so thoroughly and since then all I could think about was having him do it again. I had been hornier than hell since the day after, but hadn’t masturbated; I wanted to save all my cum for his hot mouth. Now I needed to get off badly and it was either stroke it myself, find a cocksucker at a bookstore or phone DH. I found the scrap of paper and dialed the number.

He almost squealed with delight when he heard my voice and was more than a little eager for me to drop by in an hour or so. I hung up the phone, went into the bathroom and, after putting a fresh shave on my balls, I performed my usual cleansing ritual.

As I came back into the bedroom a wicked thought popped into my head; why not give him the best of both worlds? My cock thickened and actually started oozing on my thigh as the scenario played out in my head. Oh yeah, this was going to be hot. I opened my lingerie drawer and picked out my black leather cincher; it hugged my waist snugly from the bottom of my ribs to the top of my ass and the six garters hung sensuously over my thighs. I found my jet-black, full-fashioned seamed hose, slipped them over my legs and fastened them to the garters.

I dug through my panties until I found my favorite crotchless pair. The black satin hugged my ass and lewdly flaunted my thick, dripping cock. I went to the closet and found my latest acquisition from Fredrick’s of Hollywood; I couldn’t remember what it was called but it was damn sexy. The skinny spaghetti straps left marks on my shoulders but that was fine with me. I fastened the front closure of the sheer embroidered bodice over my chest; the sexy material caressed my stiff nipples and sent tingles into my crotch. Below the bust it was split down the front and hung down to mid-calf; the sheer material gently grazed my legs and my cock throbbed.

As I looked in the mirror I thought that even I would fall to my knees for this sexy vision of lust. I slipped into the rest of my surprise, opened a fresh bottle of Rush and went to my truck. Ten minutes later I was knocking on his apartment door.

When DH opened the door to greet me he was wearing a slinky red silk robe and a large smile on his face; he held a large scotch on the rocks in one hand. When he saw me his jaw fell open and his hand trembled so that I thought he might drop my drink. Uninvited I stepped into his apartment and he closed the door behind me, then he stood there speechless as I reached out, took the drink from him and took a large sip of it.

“Well?” I said.

“Holy shit Ben!” he said as his eyes drank me in.

He stepped toward me with an outstretched hand. I held my hand out and stopped him.

“You can look, but you can’t touch,” I said, “not yet.”

He crossed his arms across his chest and said, “You’re such a fuckin’ tease Ben. How’d you know I had a thing for Marines?”

I chuckled silently to myself, dressing in my old Battle Dress Uniform and combat boots had exactly the effect that I thought it would have on him; the little fucker couldn’t wait to have me, or for me to have him. I casually took another sip of my drink as I gazed down at him.

“Just a lucky guess DH. Kinda figured you could go for the rough, tough macho type, a Marine fits the bill pretty well, don’t you think?” He was practically drooling as I walked to the bedroom and suggested that he follow me.

I walked to the credenza at the foot of the bed and lit the candles sitting on it. When I turned around he was so close behind me that I almost ran over him. I reached out and undid the belt on his robe; it fell open and his pulsating cock bobbed in the air. Stepping behind him, I took hold of his robe by the collar and pulled it off.

“I don’t think you’re going to be needing this,” I said as I draped it over my shoulder.

I turned and strode over to the nightstand, opened the drawer and found just what I thought I would find. I reached into the drawer and pulled out a bottle of Rush, a tube of KY jelly and a long pink latex dildo. I went back to DH and held the foot long dildo out and stroked his cheek with it.

“Is this your favorite toy baby? How deep can you take it?” I asked as I teased him.

His face turned a bright red and he stammered, Well, I sometimes…sometimes I just need to...it feels so good,” he lifted his eyes to mine and proudly said, “I can take it all, every inch of it.”

I lowered the dong to his crotch and stroked it under his balls.

“Show me,” I said, “I want to see you fuck yourself with it. Put on a real nasty show for me.”

A wicked gleam came into his eyes as he took it from me and knelt on the floor. I dropped the poppers and the tube of lube in front of him and sat on the bed, sipping my drink as he slathered the glistening jelly over the dildo. He reached behind with his lubed hand and slid it between his cheeks, then took a big hit off of the Rush and squatted like a Chinese fishmonger and pressed the shiny pink toy against his anus. His grimaced and groaned as he worked the fat head into his ass then gave out with a deep gasp as it popped past his sphincter.

My cock was dribbling as I watched him lower himself onto the fat dildo. He would take a few inches inside his ass, pause and fuck it for a little while, then take a few more inches. He would stop and take a sniff of Rush then repeated the process over and over until he finally had the whole thing buried inside his horny ass.

I stood up and walked over to where he was kneeling with his ass on the floor and stood between his knees as he squirmed on the huge cock. His cock was hard as a rock and oozing pre-cum; I reached out with a spit-shine combat boot, pressed the toe of it against his balls and gently teased them as I unbuttoned my fly.

“I’m impressed DH,” I said as I pulled out my own throbbing meat and let my balls hang low over the fly. “Now how good are you at sucking cock while you fuck yourself?”

I stood before him, waving my dripping cock in front of his glowing pink face as I kneaded his balls with my boot. He reached out to take me and I pulled my meat away from him.

“Ah, ah, ah, no hands DH,” I teased, “not yet; no jerking off either, not ‘till I tell you to. Now open your mouth and let me see your tongue.”

He placed his hands under his thighs and obediently displayed his marvelous tongue for me, I swear he could have touched the tip of his chin with it if he tried to.

I moved closer to him and held my cock a few inches in front of his face and slowly stroked it. Reaching behind my balls I milked a large glistening drop of pre-cum out of my cock.

“No swallowing,” I said, as it fell onto his eager tongue, “not yet.”

I held my cock on front of his eyes and milked another long stream of juice out of my cock. The viscous stuff dripped onto his hungry tongue and stayed attached to my cock by shining pre-cum rope. I draped it over his nose then slowly rubbed my cock against his face as I lowered my balls to his mouth.

“Lick ‘em baby,” I groaned as I lifted the toe of my boot firmly into his crotch, “I want you to massage the cum out of my balls with your mouth.”

A muffled groan of delight came from my crotch as he buried his face in it. His mouth was all over my heavy hanging balls, sucking and licking at them ravenously. I pulled the Rush from my pocket, took a big hit of it, then closed my eyes and lost myself in his hot mouth. Damn, he had the hottest tongue I had ever experienced. It swirled and probed every inch of flesh it could reach; my balls were dripping with his saliva and I could feel pre-cum streaming out of my cock.

I opened my eyes and looked down at him; his face was covered with shiny trails of my juice. I wiped my cock over his face then pulled my balls away from his mouth and replaced them with my glistening head of my cock.

“Pretend it’s a big nipple,” I said as his lips sealed themselves around the head, “nurse on it baby, just the head now.”

His tongue fluttered over it as he suckled on my meaty cock-head and he gazed up at me, anxiously seeking my approval. I moaned low and said, “You’re a fuckin’ great cocksucker babe, the best I’ve ever had.”

I heard him sigh and felt the vacuum on my cock increase as his tongue probed my piss hole. I held my Rush to his nose and he breathed deeply from it, then moved his face and took a big hit up the other side of his nose; I filled my lungs and heard him sighing deeply as he exhaled. I capped the bottle and slipped it into my pocket and my body began to tingle; my cock felt huge between his hot sucking lips and I couldn’t help myself, I thrust my hips and buried it deep in his mouth.

“Mmmff...mmmff...mmm,” he moaned as he gobbled my swollen cock.

I toyed with my nipples through the coarse material of my clothing as I slowly fucked his mouth.

“Yeah, baby, eat that cock,” I urged him a he slurped at it, “swallow it all, slut. Ah...you sweet cocksucker.”

I felt his hands squeezing my ass and I pulled my cock from his mouth and slapped him across the face with it as I lifted my boot sharply against his crotch.

“I told you no hands, bitch. Now you have to suffer the penalty.”

I reached over to the bed and pulled his robe from it. I stepped behind him and tied his hands behind his back with the belt, then wrapped the robe over his eyes and knotted it behind his head. I resumed my position in front of him and placed my cock against his lips.

“Now eat it bitch,” I ordered, “let me feel you fucking your throat with it.”

As he took it deep into his mouth I unbuttoned my jacket and tossed it into a corner of the room; I must have been quite a sight, clothed in woodland camouflage from the waist down and sexy sheer black nylon from the waist up. I took another big huff of my Rush as he took me into his throat and began working those talented muscles around it.

“Hump your ass, whore,” I ordered, “I want to see you fucking yourself while I fuck your mouth.”

Sighing and groaning he began riding the fat dildo as my cock moved in and out of his throat.

“Ah yes, that’s a good whore. Mmm, so fuckin’ good,” I lauded him as I held the Rush to his nose.

He took several more large huffs of the stuff and swallowed me deep into his throat again as he humped his ass on the dildo.

“Mmm, hmm, you’re so damn good baby. I think you’ve earned a special treat.”

I slowly pulled my meat from his hungry mouth; there was a wet sucking sound as it popped from his lips.

“Hmm, guess I spoke to soon,” I said as I looked down at my boots; the one I had been prodding his crotch with was covered with his pre-cum. “You’ve leaked all over my boot, slut. Clean it off.”

I sat back on the bed and lifted my soiled boot to his face. His chin ran through the slippery mess and his mouth was soon on it, sucking and licking the glistening stuff from the toe of my boot.

When I was satisfied with his work I said, “Very good, slut. Now fuck yourself while I prepare your treat.”

I squeezed my swollen cock through my pants and took a large sip of my drink as he rode the fat latex cock. As I started to untie my boots he sat back on it and ground it deep into his ass; pre-cum covered his cock and balls as his throbbing cock pulsed lewdly in the air.

I slipped my boots off, set them quietly onto the floor and sighed as I felt the cool carpet through the sheer nylon covering my feet. In a few seconds my pants were on the floor; I tucked my Rush into the bodice of my gown and ran my hands slowly over my body, reveling in the sensual feel of my lingerie.

I walked over to my humping cocksucker and squatted in front of him. I held the Rush to his nose, this time pressing one side of it closed for him, and he filled his lungs. I repeated the process to the other side of his nose and watched as the stuff surged through his system.

“Are you ready baby? I’ve got your surprise ready.”

“Oh yes, may I have it, please?”

I grinned wickedly as I turned my back to him, gathered up the sheer nylon that draped my legs and tucked it into the top of my cincher. I backed toward him and bent over, spreading my legs as I pushed my ass toward his face.

“You’ve had your appetizer, cocksucker. Now it’s time for the entrée.”

As he leaned forward I reached behind me and spread my cheeks apart, and as his mouth felt the curves of my ass he moaned like a well paid whore and soon his journeyman mouth found the object of his desire.

His slippery face slid smoothly between my cheeks and his mouth was soon tantalizing my puckered anus. I groaned and pressed back against his mouth, spreading my cheeks farther apart as his tongue began its erotic dance. He licked, probed, sucked and kissed my delighted ass as I squirmed beneath his horny assault. I reached down and pushed my cock and balls between my thighs and soon his mouth was dancing from one delirious organ to another. His juicy mouth would swallow my cock and work it for a few minutes, then he would slither over my balls making sure he kept them nice and wet before his incredible tongue found its way back inside my grateful ass.

I was going nuts. I wanted to cum so badly, to feel my engorged cock spewing its load down his throat; but I also wanted him to go on eating me forever. I released my cock and it swung thick and heavy between my legs, dripping saliva and pre-cum onto the carpet as I filled my lungs again and seized my nipples. I rolled the little nylon-covered nubs of flesh between my fingers as he relentlessly gobbled my ass.

“Ah baby...it’s...mmm...so good...so fuckin’ good...ahhh...oh yeah...fuck me...yesss...ah, shit fuck me you whore,” I groaned shamelessly as fucked his tongue into my ass like a striking cobra.

A new delightful idea came to me as his incredible tongue slithered around inside my wanton ass.

“It’s time for your next treat, my sweet cocksucking whore,” I said as I somewhat regretfully stood up and pulled my ass away from his mouth.

“Oh Ben, oh fuck, man,” he groaned, “I want your ass, your cock and cum.”

I grinned evilly as I helped him to his feet and had him kneel at the foot of the bed with the dildo dangling lewdly from his ass. I removed the restraints from his hands and said, “No hands, slut,” I ordered, “not ‘till I say so.”

I crawled onto the bed and positioned myself in front of him with my feet on the bed and my knees bent and spread wide; my cock bobbed up and down as it drooled all over my cincher.

“Okay, my sweet whore,” I purred seductively, “you can use your hands now.”

He groped out blindly in front of him, his hands sliding over the comforter until he felt my ass. A terribly pleased smile came over his face as he began to run them up my thighs. When he felt my garters, he stopped; his jaw fell open and saliva slowly dribbled over his lower lip.

“Oh, baby,” he sighed, “oh, my.”

He leaned forward and caressed my leg with his face; his tongue slipped between his lips and ran sensuously over my stocking.

I reached out with a foot and tweaked one of his nipples with my toes and said, “You can take your blindfold off now, cocksucker.” He tore the robe from his head and stared down at me with an incredibly lusty look on his face as he ran his hands over my legs.

“Holy shit, Ben,” he murmured, “you’re so fuckin’ sexy, man...so fuckin’ sexy.” He leaned forward and lapped the gleaming pre-cum from my cincher. “Fuck, I love your cum, Ben,” he said as he slid back running his face over my steely cock, “it’s so sweet and there’s always so much of it.”

“I’ve saved it for you baby,” I said, “stored up four days worth just for your hot mouth. But you’re gonna have to work to get it.”

“I’ll do anything you want Ben, anything at all. Just feed me your cum, baby, fill my mouth with that hot thick cream of yours.”

I knew right then that I had him right where I wanted him.

“I want you to fuck me,” I said as I put my legs over his shoulders, “shove your cock in my ass and fuck me until you fill me with your cum; you’ll know what to do after that.”

I felt his hands trembling as he stroked my legs and I pulled the bottle of Rush from my bodice and took a huge huff from it. He pressed his lips against the silky black nylon covering my legs and kissed them as he slowly rose up and knelt on the bed between my thighs. The head of his cock pressed against my well-lubed hole and slowly penetrated me; his cock wasn’t terribly long but it was thick and as hard as diamonds. His engorged head popped past my grasping sphincter and he buried it to the hilt inside my horny ass, I groaned like a well-paid whore as the rock hard head bumped against my prostate and a thick stream of pre-cum leaked onto my black leather cincher.

“Yeah, baby, fuck me,” I groaned as I pinched my nipples, “ram that hard fuckin’ cock in my ass and fuck me.”

He pounded away at my ass with his fat cock, the bulging head nailing my prostate with every thrust eliciting impassioned moans and vulgar cries from me; “Ummm...uunngh...ahhh, you fucker. Ram my ass bitch...fuck this slut. Fuck me, mmm, oh yeah! Fuck me...uunngh...mmfff...mmfff.”

His balls slapped wetly against my ass as he relentlessly pounded his cock into it.

“Ah, fuck Ben...your so tight...so fuckin’ hot and tight...mmm...you sexy whore.”

I took another massive hit of the Rush and held it out to him, he held it to his nose and sucked it into his lungs without missing a beat, then I capped it and dropped it into the puddle of pre-cum coating my cincher.

I felt his fat little cock beginning to grow fatter and he started to moan, “Ah, fuck...shit I’m gonna cum...I’m gonna cum, Ben...I’m gonna fill your sexy ass full of cum.”

The tempo of his fucking increased as he held my legs tightly to his chest. He let out a deep, animalistic growl as the dildo flew out of his ass and I felt his sperm exploding into my ass.

“Oh, yeah...oh, fuck yeah,” I groaned, “fill my ass, you fucker. Pump it full of your cum...ahhh, yeah, fuck me!”

Jet after jet of his clotted sperm flew into my ass, I felt every hot glob of it as it splattered over my rectum. At least six times I felt his cock pulse as he blasted his sizzling curd into me, and still he fucked me like a crazed person. Panting like a sweltering dog, he finally pulled his cock from my impregnated ass and leaned forward against my thighs, his heavy nut-sack draping over my glistening cock. He grasped his cock and grimaced as he jerked it rapidly. He gave out a low groan and a final blast of his cum shot out of his cock and sprayed over me from my nipples to my crotch.

He sat back and let my limp legs fall from his shoulders and sprawl wide beside his, and then he leaned over me and licked his sperm from my nipples. Then he slid back, paused at my cincher, and lapped up the puddle of juice that I had leaked there.

“Damn, baby,” I sighed as I caressed my nipples, “for a cocksucker you sure fuck nice.”

He just grinned down at me as he knelt on the floor and his face disappeared behind my bounding cock, very soon I felt that wonderful tongue slithering between my sopping cheeks; yeah, he knew what to do.

He raised my thighs, spreading them apart and I heard him moaning lustily as my ass cheeks parted and a thick drool of his cum oozed from my well-fuck hole. As he began devouring my cum-filled anus I took another huff of Rush and lost myself in the lewd sensations of is deviant hunger. That marvelously long tongue probed deep inside my ass and I heard him, sucking, slurping and sighing with delight as he gorged himself on his sperm. I lay there sighing and moaning as the fantastic sensations flowed through my crotch, I felt a hand wrap around my cock and begin to slowly stroke it. His mouth gradually began moving up from my ass, his tongue exploring every inch of my crotch as it made its languid journey toward my cock.

Ever so slowly his tongue traced a soggy path up the shaft of my cock. It fluttered rapidly over its dripping head, then slowly ran over the tip of it and pulled away with a glistening thread of pre-cum hanging from it. His steamy mouth descended over my cock and started sucking and slurping at it as I writhed in abandon on the bed, caressing myself and tormenting my nipples. His mouth pumped up and down on me as he fondled my low hanging balls.

As I filled my lungs again I felt a new sensation; something firm and fat pressing against my ass. I gasped loudly as the dildo penetrated my juicy anus and slipped deep inside me.

“Oh shit!” I cried out as he fed the long latex cock into my squirming ass, “Yeah...Oh, fuck yeah...unngh...unngh...ah, fuck me!”

He held it by the base and pumped it into me until I could feel his knuckles pressing against me. I humped my ass against it and my cock into his mouth as I lost all control. My cock felt like it was going to split in two as it grew incredibly thick and began emptying every drop of stored up sperm into his greedy mouth.

Fantastic amounts of cum surged into his mouth and overflowed his lips as he twisted the dildo in my ass. His hand squeezed my balls and kneaded my crotch below them and still my cum flowed. I felt the dildo slowly being withdrawn and goose bumps covered my skin as I flailed about on the bed. He held the dildo with only the head passed my sphincter then took my cock as deeply into his throat as he could. As he fluttered his throat muscles around the hypersensitive head of my cock he popped the dildo out of me. I practically screamed as one final huge blast of sperm shot down his throat.

The dildo flopped to the floor and DH lay there with his head resting on my cock, licking his lips and sighing happily. I had almost passed out from the intensity of my prolonged orgasm; I lay there panting and quivering, more sexually exhausted than I could ever imagine. DH gave my cock a lingering kiss then stood up and went to the nightstand. He propped my head on a pillow and held my drink to my lips.

He grinned down at me as I sipped it and asked, “So, was it good for you?”

I grinned back at him and said, “Fuck DH, that was the fuckin’ best cum I ever, ever had. You just make sure that it’s not the last one.”

And he did too. I saw DH pretty regularly, at least once a week, for the next six months. I found out that he taught at a local elementary school and had developed a penchant for sucking cock when he was fifteen. I took full advantage of his affinity over this period of time and he became my cock-whore. I was terribly depressed when school let out for the summer and he went to Hawaii. He never knew how to reach me and, as far as I know, he never returned. I wish he would.