Walking alone across the field behind the school on my way home I heard the sound of light feet on the grass catching me up. I glanced back to see Della Harding, one of my tutor group girls, clearly wanting to speak to me.
“Hi Mr. Blackburn. (puff). Can I walk home with you. I live at the other end of your street, you know.”
“Hello Della. Yes I know and of course it’s all right.”
“Mr Blackburn. I know you want to fuck me and it would be cool if you did. I have wanted to be fucked by you since years ago.”
“Della! You mustn’t talk to me like that. And you could get me into trouble for just not reporting you.”
“Oh! Mr Blackburn – you wouldn’t do that especially when you are dying to fuck me right now. I understand the way you look at me and I know that my appearance sends the boys in my class mad so it’s no different for you. You lost your girlfriend a year ago and a young hot girl who is sexually active and wants you like fuck – it would be crazy not to take me when I offer myself to you – no strings.”
“Jeez, Della! This isn’t’ fair. I may be your tutor but I’m a normal man too.”
“That’s the thing – you’re far better than a normal man and I am going to fuck you – one way or another, if it takes me ten years. When we get to your house, ask me in for a cup of tea and we can chat.”
I knew I was risking suicide but I admit that I couldn’t resist her naughty smile and luscious slim body and I told myself that it was just going to be a up of tea and ten minutes before she would be gone. We went indoors. I went to the kitchen while Della wandered over the house – even going upstairs whilst keeping up a conversation in a chatty voice.
“I’m just looking at the bed that you’re going to fuck me i first.”
“Come down for this tea.” I said hardly daring to speak for the sound of my heart beat and I had to take small steps because of the obvious woody that had sprung up.
“Look! You are stiff! Mr Blackburn. You need me now. (I know your name is Simon but I shall continue to call you Mr Blackburn. It sounds nice and naughty. I’m very much younger than you but I’m going to pretend to be younger still.” She giggled and sucked her thumb. “I’ll suck your cock if you like.”
Della, Dear. I said that I’m just a normal man so of course you are affecting me but in my position, I can’t allow that to change my mind. You are my student in my school and I mustn’t lay a finger on you.”
Why didn’t I throw her out? Because there were two of me, at least, in my head and the stronger one was, as Della said, gaging to have her.
“Couldn’t we just agree that eventually we are going to fuck.” There was a long pause. I stood up, turned three hundred and sixty degrees and sat down.
“Della.”
“Yes”
“Della! Are you sure about this? I’m going to lose my job.”
“No you won’t silly. I’m not going to tell anybody and so why would they find out?”
“God. I wasn’t expecting to be taking this giant leap today or any day.”
“Are you saying yes? Oh Jeez! I didn’t think it was going to be so easy. There you are! I said that you were gagging to have me. You’ve been sensible and allow your hormones and that bad boy in your pants overrule the stuffy school master and taken the opportunity of having some crazy sex with a sex kitten who wants to eat you. an we settle this and do it straight away. I’ll be ill in a minute if I don’t get a bit of cock action and an orgasm or two.”
“You have planned this?”
“Yup, for a year. Letts just have a bed cuddle and see where it goes. One of us might get cold feet Hahaha.”
We moved few feet at a time, me cupping her breasts, her touching my trouser bulge and tickling my neck. Arriving in the bedroom, Della said “Hold me loosely while I slip my uniform off”
“You’re not wearing uniform.”
“Shut up, Daddy, you’re trying to ruin it.”
In a few seconds Della was naked – me still fully dressed.
“Leave it! The first time your cock comes in me you must be in your full teaching day time clothes.”
I wrapped my arms round the World of agonisingly beautiful womanhood, fell with them onto my bed, rolled onto my back and impaled Della on my cock as The World wanted me to.
Author: Independent-Low6153
[M4A]One Divided by Two makes Too Many To Count. [DVP]
I have never had the pleasure (yet) but have always loved the idea of threesomes. The archetypal threesome is I suppose a girl being spit roasted. FMF is nice, I’m sure and convenient if a couple want to include her sister/friend/mother but I don’t think it is as satisfactory unless some woman tells me she enjoys the watching part as very few men can actually fuck twice in a short succession. A gang bang including three or more men is also a common theme as it is well known that most women, if they chose to, can fuck a number of men in fairly close order and the non-active men will invariably love the sight of the others sequentially fucking ‘their’ woman.
DVP is however a notch above everything else with the possible exception of D(v/a)P. , assuming that the two men involved are sympathetic with each other if not great friends or loving brothers. I particularly enjoy the idea of a loving couple (mf) agreeing to share the f with a sympathetic m. In DVP, the concept of two cocks and a vulva all simultaneously enjoying each and every movement and the fact of six free hands and three free mouths available for a panoply of chosen stimulatory attention.
[M/f], [ MMMM4ffff] Incest and Daughter Swopping tale.
**Part 1.**
I had been fucking my eighteen y/o daughter for a few weeks when I found that several of my friends were also doing their daughters or granddaughters. I invited all of them and their young lovers to our house and suggested swopping the girls around on some sort of scheduled agreement. Four men had young relatives there who all agreed to my plan.
We started on the next Wednesday and Thursday nights. I arranged the roster and sent round the names, addresses and phone numbers. I had lost my wife but some of the other men had their wife with them still. In those cases, the wife had to be agreeable and indeed – all were.
My daughter, Susan, came home one day after having been with Greg who had two sons. She laughed when I asked her if she had had a good time. “Both mornings when we awoke, the boys knocked the bedroom door and asked their dad if he had finished with me could they have me until it was time to go home. They took me to a bedroom and roasted me, changing ends after the one who was fucking my pussy had cum to allow the brother to fuck and cum in me that end too.”
The father insisted on fucking her again as if to stamp his superior territorial rights over that of his boys. As a matter of interest, these two boys soon took to roasting their mother following which the father repeated the ‘territorial’ fucking and she increased her sexual activity threefold.
In between the two ‘swop nights’ we were free to act as we would normally. Some of the girls chose to arrange private dates with the older men (or indeed, outsiders who were not let into the secret of ‘The Ring’.) Later on, further kinky arrangements were made. We had some group days, some exhibitionist nights, attempts at DP and DPV sessions and plain sex shows for those who loved being watched in action.