Mom… (fiction)

Back when I was a high school sophomore, my girlfriend gave me a dick casting kit as a joke. We were never sexually active, but she’d seen it and thought it would be funny.

So one night I made a actual cast of my hard cock and when she came over I was messing with her about it. Telling her that I would use it on her.

She laughed as I chased her, but nothing ever really happened. I put it up and stashed it behind some clothes in my lowest drawer.

A couple of days later, I found the original package empty where I’d stashed it, so I just figured she took it with her after all. With Summer starting I didn’t have time to talk to her, but I thought I’d mess with her later.

I did find it exciting that she would want to take it on her summer trip.

Well, my parents separated, and my Mom and I wound up moving away at the end of summer. I started a new school, and with everything going on, I completely forgot about the whole thing.

And we pretty much never saw or spoke again.

Dressing Room (Fiction)

Walking around the mall, I wasn’t really thinking about much, just wondering if I’d find anything to wear I liked. It was because of this that I almost missed a really good-looking older guy looking my way.

If I were to guess, I’d say mid to late fourties, though his wife(?) or whatever was definitely in her early twenties. I’d always been a little intrigued by that. An older man with a younger woman. And he was looking right at me.

He smiled a knowing smile as if to say , “I know you think I’m hot. And I plan to take you”. And apparantly that was right because he nodded to a little boutique off behind me.

I’d been avoiding it because it’s kind of pricey, but I thought hell let’s see what happens.

When he quietly left her arguing with some guy at a kiosk and walked that way, I knew I was in.

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Edyta 007

Having done the “Pizza Dare” a few times over the previous year where she would answer the door and ‘accidentally’ let it her towel drop, she said she decided to suck one off one day.

After that she’d have me use a Sharpie and write “fuck me hard please” on her lower back, keeping her purse on whatever hall table at any new place we’d moved.

This way she could turn to get the money and allow her bathrobe to slide aside. Staying in this position while she pretended to look for her wallet. It never took very long before the driver was pulling out his cock stroking it to get hard, the shoving it between her wet lips and going balls deep.

Cock after cock spilling their seed inside her tight ready pussy.

After they’d cum she’d hand back the cash and wait there leaking a little cum as they straightened and left. I’d often kneel behind her and lap it up, her orgasms pushing it all into my mouth.

I’m not sure how many young men fucked her from behind over the years. But we had delivery once a week for most of our 12 years of marriage.

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Edyta 006

Hitchhiking in Europe we caught a ride with a trucker.

Edyta was Polish, same as the driver… so while they talked away I crashed in the sleeper. I awoke to familiar sounds and peeked through the curtain to see her sucking him while reaching between her legs and touching herself.

After a few minutes he leaned further back and she sat atop his rather sizable cock while facing forward, and rode him as he continued to drive. Apparently he had stamina, as she rode his cock the rest of the way across Austria, till we came to the border. Probably another 3 hours by my count. Then straightened up as we neared the border, “waking” me for the crossing.

A few hours after we passed into the Czech Republic I again talked of how sleepy long trips like this made me, and it wasn’t long after I’d “gone to sleep” she was riding him again. Mostly just gently rocking forward and back, they were at this for hours like before, in Austria.

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My ex-wife Edyta and I had quite a few sexual adventures, but there was one I thought was really unusual. She had me keep the base of the shaft clean, saying it was better for penetration. I learned she had an ulterior motive.

She’d have me lay back on the bed with my legs spread wide and would sit on top of me facing away. Curling her legs under mine, leaning slightly forward her clit would touch against the base of my dick, making it seem as if my cock were actually her own.

At first she’d simply jack off. Rocking slightly to and fro, stimulating her clit she had a way of timing her orgasm with “her” ejacution.

Eventually she started to have some friend give her a blowjob.

I never knew who it was, though as we lived in a few different cities (and countries) I knew it was a few different women(?). After that first time cumming down someone’s throat she would randomly grip my crotch. Stating “My cock!”

As if there were any doubt.

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Edyta 003

It was actually our first week of marriage that I noticed something unusual with her taste.

Besides the sex with her father (possibly more often than I knew) she and I hadn’t yet started our whole swinger phase. With her dad back down in Marathon to taste another man’s cum inside her was unsettling. But I guess the thought of me eating cum out of her was extra exiting because everytime I tasted sperm her orgasms were very hard and multiple.

I can’t recall how often, though at least twice a week for a few years. I simply imagined it was her cumming in my mouth, and didn’t think of all the men she must have fucked. And I know it was usually different ones as they always tasted different.

Later years when we became swingers she’d take some random guy into a changing room. I’d watch from a distance as she’d flirt then draw him in. Sometimes with his wife or girlfriend close by, completely unaware. She said she loved to be fucked from behind knowing I was close by, as if it was my desire to have her be a dirty little whore (her words). Using his (sometimes theirs if she’d fucked a few) cum as lube when I added my own to her pussy.

Edyta 002

Remembering my first wife Edyta and how I came to terms with her sexuality stirs mixed feelings inside me. After the incident with her father that I wrote about earlier there was only one more time with him that I know of, though I can’t be certain.

She always kept so much hidden from me.

She and I had moved to Miami together into a small appartment on Northshore Blvd just up the street from The Omni hotel/mall.

With Hurricane Andrew rolling in and no one sure which path it would take her dad came up from Marathon to stay with us and weather the storm. As we lived on the 2nd story in a solidly built old hotel that had been made into apartments it turned out to be a good idea.

Being from Poland the idea of a hurricane truly frightened them, so it was the only time I saw my father-in-law drink to excess. He pretty much stayed drunk throughout the entire storm, with her help of course.

And she took the opportunity to keep him drained as well.

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Edyta 001

When we first met Edyta was staying with her dad in an efficiency apartment in Marathon, down in the Florida Keys. He had been in The States for a while working, and she’d finally been granted a visa to come and stay. At the time I was still living in Key West, and actually bought an old motorcycle so I could ride up on my days off. On the nights I stayed over she’d sleep in my arms not 10 feet from where her dad’d be gently snoring. Occasionally we’d quietly fool around, though nothing too overt so we wouldn’t wake her dad up.

Till one night. I’m not sure what happened but I was struck by this feeling that she had was sexually attracted to her dad. I found out years later that most girls are to some small degree. So asked her (whisper tones of course, her dad was quietly snoring close by). She hesitantly admitted to having thoughts, and while I caressed her body went further to say she’d actually masturbated to the thought. But it was all in the past, just a girlish fantasy. And she’d never acted on it, plus didn’t think her dad would respond to anything. So when we had a chance to have the place alone, I’d have her do the whole “yes daddy” thing and it seemed to put her over the top in a variety of positions.

Meredith 001

Early morning we’d been driving all night. Passing the time by having her play with herself for truckers to see.

She had started teasing me through my jeans so just as the sun came up I pulled off an exit onto the shoulder. I went around the back of the truck, opened the passenger door and bent her over the seat. Jamming my cock into her pussy I hear a truck pull up behind. And shortly after another behind him.

After I’d dropped my load inside her I told her to stay like that, bent over. Ready. The trucker who was watching looked a little surprised when I waved him on for his turn as I got back in the driver’s seat of my truck.

But he got the idea with her bare ass still there easily seen, her standing with the door open and bent over the seat.

I guess she clued in when I got in the truck. She hadn’t realized others were gathering, waiting their turn. I twirled my hand into her hair and held her face down while she struggled. Just as the 1st of many stuck his cock inside. Her muffled “please no” slipped away as he filled her too and she felt his cock empty into her.

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