Rounding up Strays

You are a cowboy and recently started working on the Lazy BJ ranch. You had encountered a bounty hunter who recommended that you look for work there. The range boss hired you on. “You’re a good-lookin’ fella. The old hunter was right, we could use another good pair of strong hands around here. Show me what ya’ got.”

You demonstrated your skill with a lariat, roping a calf, and then he had you drive another cow into a pen using your horse and voice. Once the gate was closed, the boss said, “Yeah, you know what you’re doin’. You’re hired”.

You were shown the bunk house. “The’re a few rules you need to follo’, First: I’m the Boss. If I tell ya’ to do somethin’, ya’ do it. Second: Ya’ don’t mess none of the womenfolk in the house. Third: We all help each other out. Do ya’ got it?” ‘Yes sir. I do.’

That was your introduction to life on the Lazy BJ. You share the bunkhouse with Mack, Joe, Tony, Bret, and “Swede”. Mack and Joe are freedmen from somewhere back east, Tony is a vaquero from down south, and Bret and “Swede” are both immigrants. All of you are just doing a job.

Around the ranch you take care of all of the chores. That includes moving cattle from one pasture to the next, caring for your horses, and even splitting wood for the household.

It’s easy to keep the rules. When the Boss orders you to do something, you do it. The guys are all easy to work with and friendly. As for not “messin’ with the womenfolk”, that’s easy. You always preferred the company of men and apparently all of these guys do too.

It’s nothing that is too obvious, but when Joe is working with the farrier, he comes back to the bunk house with his shirt still off. His dark skin, all sweaty and manly. And Bret always asks for help splitting wood. Swinging that axe, moving his hips as he splits logs with single strokes. His back and legs look so good as he works up a sweat.

This goes on for weeks. From time to time, you wonder if it is all just your imagination that the guys are getting with each other where others can’t see.

One day, Boss orders Mack and you to round up some of the strays in the “far 40”. You pack bed rolls and some food. It will be an overnight on the far end of the property.

After riding for a while, you strike up a conversation. Mack tells you that he has been working for the Lazy BJ when it was still two separate ranches. He had been a wrangler for the Bakers and the Rocking B. He and Boss were two of the guys who were hired on when the Rocking B linked with the Traveling J, because of the joining of the Bakers and the Joneses.

Later on, he asks “So how long ya’ been sweet on fellas?”

“The last ranch I worked at I realized I liked men better.” You reply

“So, ya’ done thin’s with others? Any in the bunk house?” he asks with a smile.

You shake your head. “Not yet. Though I like how Joe and Bret look after they been working.”

He laughs a bit. “If you like that, you should see them with each other. Bret’s got a big ol’ hawg, and Joe enjoys suckin’ on it.”

‘You saw them together?’ you ask a little surprised.

“Hell, saw ’em, they asked if I wanted to join ’em. I jus’ jerked my pecker instead.”

“Why? If it looked that good, wouldn’t it have felt better?” you ask genuinely curious.

“I like one at a time. Like when we’s on the trail, an’ we got’s to keep warm. I likes watching them go at it, but I can wait ‘till I’m alone with ‘nother.” He says happily.

You think about it for a moment, “I think I would have joined in. I like the idea of taking both at the same time.” You say with a smile.

“You like gettin’ buggered?” He asks with a sly grin.

“If I like the look and feel of it, then I like to ride it.”

He pushes back the brim of his hat, “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Before I forget, where are we going? I don’t see any cattle, so where will we find the strays?” You ask looking around at the horizon.

He smiles at you. “There’s a deep gully down yonder. Many a times I seen strays get down there and just stay. There’s water and sweetgrass. Once they get there, they don’t wanna leave. It runs for a good ways so we’ll go from one end to the other to get ‘em all, and any who hadn’t got there yet.”

You nod and keep riding. The slow rhythm of your horse between your legs feels good. You sort of wish Mack hadn’t mentioned seeing Bret and Joe going at it. You imagine feeling Joe’s dark skin against yours as you ride him. Going up and down, back and forth. You get hard just thinking about it. You shake your head and look at the terrain ahead. It all looks so flat. Lots of prairie grass and sage.

You grab your canteen and take a sip. The cool water feels good going down your throat. “How long will it take for us to get there?” You ask.

“Oh, we’ll get there before the sun gets too low, but we’ll overnight in the gully. Does that bother ya’?”

“Not at all.” You tell him. You look at the sweat slowly rolling down his face. The wetness beading up on his skin. You hadn’t been with a black man before. You have heard stories, but you live with these guys so you figure that what you heard was just more tall tales.

Looking down you notice a cowpie and some hoof prints. Both are somewhat old, but you look around for the animal that made them. You don’t see anything, just what looks like flat plains.

“We are jus’ ‘bout there.” Mack says as he wipes his face with his wild rag. You sniff the air and smell water. Mack points to a low trail in the grass. “Somethin’ moved that way. Follow and I bet ya’ we’ll find our first one.”

He rides up ahead and you see him seem to drop down. As you get closer you see a wide ravine cut into the land by a slow-moving river. Along the bank, eating grass, you see a steer. You whistle to get its attention. At first it ignores you, but then Mack moves closer to it and it starts to move down the riverbank. Looking ahead you see a couple more just lazily eating and moving. “I told ya’ they’d be here. Let’s get ’em movin’.”

You keep riding and gathering up a small herd as the sun sets low on the horizon.

“You ready to make camp for the night?” Mack asks.

There is a wide flat place, with a circle of rocks left over from previous riders. “So, this is where you overnight?”

“Yep. In the mornin’ we’ll hit a spot that leads out of this gully and drive the herd back home. There is grass and water here, so they won’t go far in the night. Why don’t ya’ go up that trail a piece and get us some dry wood. Ya’ll see a clump o’ cottonwoods. We don’ need much. Jus’ enough to build a camp fire.”

After a bit, you walk your horse back with a bundle of sticks strapped across the saddle. “That should be enough for tonight and some for tomorrow so we can have coffee.”

“Good thinkin’.” Mack quickly makes a campfire as you tether and unsaddle the horses, both yours and his. For a quick supper, we made a stew with water, jerked beef, and beans. You both have some cornbread that the cook gave you before you left in the morning.

After eating supper and cleaning up, Mack leans back on his saddle and packs a corncob pipe, and lights it with a twig. “Do you wan’ a smoke?” He asks, blowing a cloud of fragrant smoke into the night air.

You shake your head. “No thank you. I never got the habit. Though that smells good.”

Grabbing your bedroll, you lay it out near him, and lie down. “Are ya’ goin’ to sleep?” he asks. ‘No. Just getting comfortable.’ You say as you look up at the stars and breathe in the mixed smells of the campfire and pipe smoke.

It is so quiet and peaceful. You listen to the sound of the water flowing, the cattle slowly moving back and forth, and occasional crackles from fire.

You watch Mack’s mouth drawing on the pipe stem, and you wish it was you in his mouth instead. “Mack, when you were talking earlier, you said you like things one at a time. It is just you and me. Would you like me to get closer to you? Or are you holding out for someone else?” You ask in a low tone.

“I been thinkin’ on that too. Ya’ said ya’ like gettin’ buggered. I can help ya’ with that.”

You move closer and undo the belt to his chaps, then the belt on his pants. He raises up his hips a bit to unbutton and pull down his pants.

His cock lays on his thigh crowned by a bush of black curly hair. You gently grab it. “Let me get you hard. This looks so good.”

He continues lying back against his saddle as you slowly stroke it up and down, working the foreskin back and exposing his tip. You feel it stiffen in your hand and you lick around the head. It is firm yet spongy against your tongue. Gripping the base, you take it into your mouth. It feels thick as it presses down your tongue and you take it deeper.

“Ya’ good wit tat mout’ o’ yours.” He says reaching down and grabbing your head. His hand feels rough as he grabs a hand full of your hair.

His strength turns you on and you get hard too. You stroke him faster. “Do you want to suck me?” you ask.

“Ya’ bet I do. Suck ya’ then put mine in ya’.” He says breathing harder.

You stand up and drop your pants. You are so hard and you move towards his face. He leans forward, grabs it firmly, and sucks the tip. “Ya got a nice lil’ piece.” Then he sucks you deeper. His hands feel so rough and strong as he works his mouth on you. He is better than you expected and you feel your pleasure building.

“Yeah, give it.” He says as you pulse and shoot in his mouth. He sucks it fully. “That’s good. Get down on ya’ saddle. I gonna fill ya’ now.” He lets go of you and you get on your knees and bend over your saddle. You feel him behind you. He spreads your ass cheeks and spits on your hole. Feeling his thick fingers rub his spit into you, you relax and open yourself.

His fingers slide in and out, stretching your hole wider. It feels so good, you get hard again. You feel him press his tip and then thrust into you. It fills you so well, feeling thicker than you imagined. He grips your hips and works it in and out. The head and then the thicker part of his shaft, opening you up even more.

“Dam’ ya’ tighte’ than ya’ mouth.” He says as he leans over you and you feel his sweat drip on you. Every thrust goes in deeper and deeper. You feel so hard again, and it presses against the warm leather of your saddle. He presses on your lower back as he goes all the way in.

You both are breathing harder. His balls slap against yours and then he grips you tightly and holds it. You feel him pulsing inside of you. Another wave of pleasure goes through you as you shoot all over your saddle.

He is sweating hard as he slowly pulls from you. You feel him drip from your open ass. You take the kerchief from around your neck and wipe yourself clean.

“We should get some sleep. We gots to get ’em back to the ranch ‘morrow” he says as he takes a cake of soap from his saddle bag and goes down to the river. You strip off your clothes, grab your soap too, a wash rag from your saddle bags, and you follow him. “I like to clean up when I done.” He says as you watch the foamy lather on his dark skin. You stand in the cold water and wash up too. It feels really cold but good.

He walks back to the camp fire, his long thing swinging back and forth in the firelight. You quickly follow, and dry off. You lay out your wet rags on the warm rocks of the fire ring. He dresses and then crawls into his bedroll. You do the same.

The next morning, you smell the coffee brewing. “Did ya’ sleep good?”

You roll out of your blankets, “Yes, I slept well. Too bad we have to return to the bunkhouse. I enjoy being out.” You gather things up and pull your tin cup from your bags.

“Well, when we has t’ drive the herd in the fall, ya’ll get lots of that. Maybe ya’ get ya’ wish ‘bout more’n one at a time.” He says with a big smile.

After breakfast, both of you drive the herd back to the ranch. As you move back and forth in your saddle, you feel how Mack filled you last night.

“Keep ya’ head” Mack yells at you. “One’s strayin’!” You angle your horse to move the stray back into the herd. Both of you ride on the flanks of the herd to keep them together.

Near the end of the day, you are back to the ranch. In the bunkhouse you hear Bret ask “So how did he do out there?” Mack smiles and winks at you, “He’s one o’ us. Good on the trail and in camp.”

“Hopefully we all get to work with him” Bret comments.

“Hopefully.” You say as you put away your gear.

(This was the second of my western themed “gay cowboy” stories. If you want more, including a “Trail Drive” story, tell me in the comments. If you enjoyed it, give me a like. If you enjoy my writings, follow and subscribe. See you later.)

Returning to the Dungeon

It’s been a couple of weeks since you went to the Dungeon. When you get home from work, you check the Dungeon’s schedule on your computer. You don’t want to take time off, like you did the first time, and Mistress Alanis’s offer of a “lunch time special” is tempting but you don’t want to go back to the office, smelling of sex or walking funny. You would rather be able to go straight home. That limits your options, if you want to stay with Mistress Alanis. There are other Mistresses and Masters who have that afternoon time spot open, but you don’t want to try someone else, not just yet. She seemed to understand what you were looking for.

Checking the schedule, you see that on Thursday this week, she has an hour open in her schedule in the afternoon. You take a moment and think about when you leave the office, travel time, possible traffic delays, and leave enough time to play. You click on the box and just reserve the bottom half of the hour. In the notes area, you type “I want to explore receiving anal, like we discussed. Some paddling, and use of a gag if you think it works for the “sex toy prisoner” fantasy. I will remember to wear old clothing for you to cut off. See you Thursday Afternoon.” You send it and your payment for the session in advance. That night you masturbate, imagining being tied up, your butt spanked, and a lubed finger working in and out of your helpless ass.

Thursday morning, after you dress for work, you pack a gym bag. In it you put a pair of old sweat pants, a stained t-shirt, a pair of drawers with holes in them, and a towel. If anyone asks, you can tell them that you are going to the gym and this is your workout bag.

As you get to the last half hour of the work day, you log off and tell your boss that you need to go and change for the gym. He looks up from his monitor, “Going to the gym? Good to hear. Workouts are good for your physical and mental health. If you need a workout buddy, tell me. My wife keeps asking me to start working out.”

A worried feeling comes over you for a moment. “A workout buddy? Ummm. I don’t know. I have a personal trainer I just started using.”

“Ok. Good for you. If your trainer has an opening for more clients tell me. What’s his name?”

“Her name is Alanis.” You say confidently.

“Oh, a female trainer. My wife wouldn’t agree to that.” He pauses for a moment “Is she good looking?”

You smile broadly “She is the kind of woman that men spend money to get extra time from her.” Then you wink and make an hourglass motion with your hands, like you have seen guys do in old movies.

Your boss lets out a slow whistle and shakes his head. “Nope. I’d rather be fat and married than have my wife leave me for that. Go enjoy your workout. Remember that the company health plan authorizes discounts on gym memberships. Ask your trainer if she takes our health insurance.”

You nod as you smile and leave his doorway. You chuckle to yourself as you head for the Men’s room to change. “I doubt Mistress Alanis would give me a discount because of our insurance plan. Worse, how would I tell the insurance company that I require weekly sessions with a professional Dominatrix for my mental and physical health?” You think to yourself as you undress, roll up your work clothes, and pull on your “workout” clothes. Checking your watch, you see you have about an hour to get over there.

Pulling into the parking lot, you check your watch again, you have plenty of time to enter. So, you grab your gym bag and walk up. The heavy wooden door still looks so imposing and dark as you approach. The dark weathered stone and the oak door with black iron hardware looks so scary, that even though you know what’s behind it, you feel a tingle of fear, which heightens your feeling of arousal too.

Stepping inside, the office decor, still strikes you as odd, but not unpleasant. The receptionist greets you, as she motions for you to sit on one of the chair lining the wall. “Sir, you are a bit early, so please wait. But before you sit down, may I please inspect your bag? It is just for the safety of the staff.”

You nod and step up to the desk, open the gym bag, and let her look inside. She asks you to unroll your clothing to ensure that there is nothing dangerous hidden. You do as she asks and joke “Wouldn’t a metal detector or x-ray machine be easier?”

She frowns, “Sir, how would that look if I had more security here than an airport?”

You think about it as you re-roll your clothing and put it back in the bag. “I understand. What should I do next time?” you ask, genuinely curious.

“Sir, many of our clients who choose to bring items into the rooms, use a bag that is clear and see-through. If you ask your Mistress, she might be able to suggest something, unless you wish to rent one of our storage lockers?”

“Storage lockers? Like at a gym?” You ask.

She nods and points to an unmarked door off to the right. “We offer rental lockers for our regular clients.”

You nod and sit down in one of the chairs along the wall. “That makes sense. Some people might have items that they don’t want to carry back and forth, or have in a see-through bag.”

“Yes, sir. Oh. There is a note on your account. Your Mistress, wants to verify that you came ready and don’t need prep time prior to your session.” She says pointing to her screen.

You tap your gym bag, “I’m ready. That’s why I have clothes to change into afterwards.”

She returns back to her screen. “Very good Sir. Please wait, and when it is your time, her assistant will come for you.”

You pull out your cell phone and play a game to help pass the time. You just now realized how this reception area reminds you of the waiting room of a doctor’s or dentist’s office. Including that faint smell of disinfectant and the hum of the air conditioner.

You completed a couple more levels on your flower-matching game when you feel a hand on your shoulder. You look up and see the man in the gimp outfit from last time. Silently he nods and motions for you to follow him. Grabbing your bag, you turn off your phone and follow. You go down the same hall as last time, but stop at a different door. He holds it open and motions for you to enter. This room is similar to the other one, in that you see the candles, iron sconces, and chains attached to the wall. In the center of the room is a massage table with padded cuffs at the corners and extended bars on two of the corners. You aren’t sure what they are for, but you don’t want to ask any questions. The Gimp motions for you to set your bag by the sink area and then lie face up on the table.

He secures your wrists and ankles, then puts a ball gag in your mouth. The whole time never saying a word. You feel the strength in his hands as he secures you, and are aroused as he makes you helpless. Then he leaves silently. This time you aren’t blindfolded so you look around.

The shadows caused by the candles, move against the walls. You realize just how dark it is and how deep the shadows really are. They could hide anything or anyone. You notice a couple of small tables with some items on them but you aren’t sure what they are because they are in the shadows.

The door opens and you hear the click of high heels on the stone floor. “So we have captured you again. Or maybe you want to be my prisoner…..used as my personal sex toy?”

She is wearing tall, black stiletto boots that go up to her thighs, along with black PVC corset and very short PVC skirt. She has a paddle in her hand and smacks her palm with it. As she stands there, silhouetted by the candle light, she is everything you have dreamed of. You feel your erection grow in your sweatpants.

She sets down the paddle and picks up a pair of scissors from a table. The silver glints and reflects the candlelight as she opens and closes them. Snip-Snip.

She gets really close to you, and slowly caresses your cheek with the blade of the closed scissors. “You have on entirely too much clothing. My toys should be naked and ready for me to use.” She says in a sultry tone.

You feel her pull the neck of your t-shirt away from your body as she opens the scissors and cuts right down the center of your shirt in a single motion. She places her hand on your chest. “Mmmmm Look at those nipples of yours. So hard. So excited. Maybe I should suck on them before I move down?”

You try to say something but the gag prevents you from making any other noises aside from grunts. She slowly licks around your left nipple and then you feel her suck it firmly. You’ve never had a woman do that to you before. It feels so different and exciting.

“I’ll save the other one for later.” She says as she picks the shears up again. Moving down to your sweatpants, she grabs the waist band and then cuts all the way down to your left ankle.

“Awww, you have on underwear. And look at that tent.” She says in a playful tone. She steps away and puts on a pair of surgical gloves. She returns with a bottle of lube. Pulling your cock through the fly, she drips lube on it and strokes it up and down. “Look how nice and hard you are. A perfect toy for me to use.” She strokes you slowly at first and then does a twisting-grip motion around the tip. You grunt in pleasure.

“This looks so tasty. But I think I want to see your ass first.” She says. She unclips the chains at your ankles and connects then to the upright bars at the corners, raising your legs up and forcing your ass to the edge of the table.

You feel the scissors slowly cut your underwear along the crack of your ass, leaving you open and exposed. “Mmmmm that is a sexy ass. Do you know what I do to sexy asses, Prisoner?”

You try to say “No Mistress, what?” but you make a muffled grunt.

You feel cold lube drip down the crack of your ass, and then a gloved hand rubbing it all around. “I need to check to make sure you aren’t hiding anything. An asshole is very pliant and stretchable. A prisoner could hide all sorts of things there.”

You feel the tip of her finger rub around your crinkled ring, and then open it. She slowly works it back and forth, going a little deeper each time. “Mmmmmm your asshole is so tight.”

As she goes deeper, your cock feels so hard against your bare stomach. “My-my, look how excited you are. I wonder what happens if I stroke you with one hand and finger you with the other?”

You feel a gloved grip your shaft as the finger of her other hand thrusts in and out of your lubed ass. She goes slowly, letting you feel texture of her gloved finger as it works your ass. Her other hand moves up and down your slick shaft in tempo.

This feels so good. You pull against the restraints so you can help, but the cuffs hold you firmly. “You are enjoying this, aren’t you. Should I just stroke my captive toy until you cum, or should I pleasure myself first?”

You try to say “Whatever you want, Mistress” but you just grunt and drool down your chin.

She has her finger all the way in your ass and starts to finger-fuck you faster. She keeps the same tempo stroking your hard cock.

“You are so slick, now. You won’t last long.” You hear her say in a seductive tone. You close your eyes and wish any of your previous girlfriends would have been this adventurous with you. Their faces flash before you, Heather, Traci, Jacki, and Jennifer, all of which thought that anal play was “dirty” or “gay”. You try to close your mouth around the ball gag, as you feel pleasure move though you, and you shoot cum on your stomach and chest.

She withdraws her finger and releases your shaft as cum continues to spurt and drip from the tip on to you. You hear her pull off the gloves and throw them away. She walks up to your head and removes the gag. “Mmmmm My little prisoner. You really enjoyed that.”

You stretch your mouth for a moment, as you realize how tight the muscles in your jaw got from you biting on the gag. “Yes, Mistress. That was amazing. Do you need me to lick your pussy, or do you want to ride me?” You ask.

She raises her skirt and shows you that she isn’t wearing panties. “That sounds so tempting but, we are out of time.”

She wipes her finger along her damp pussy lips and then rubs her wet finger along your lips. “Here is a taste of what you missed this time. Next time book the full hour.” She says with a wink.

You lick your lips and taste a hint of her flavor, reminding you of last time. “I will Mistress.”

She uncuffs you and then heads to the sink to wash up. You pull off the remnants of your clothes and walk over to your gym bag.

As she dries her hands, she says. “If you really want to get into anal play, do a little research and prep. Professionals modify their diets, take enemas prior to getting on camera, and make sure that they are clean inside. I know this was your first time, and I was gloved. But you might want to more thoroughly clean your ass if you want more than just a gloved finger in there.”

As you wipe the lube off your ass with your towel, you see a streak on it. “Oh. I’m sorry Mistress. I didn’t know. I’ll do better next time.”

She walks closer to you and kisses your cheek. “I know you will my little prisoner. Remember to be nice and clean and to schedule enough time for everything you want.” She pulls a thick cotton robe off the hanger on the wall and wraps it around her, hiding the sexy PVC outfit.

“I am learning so much from you. Thank you.” You say as you pull on your work clothes.

She smiles “It’s what you pay me for. See you next time.” And then she walks out of the room leaving the door open.

As you pull on your shoes, you think “Yes, I will see you next time.”

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Holiday BBQ Threesome

 It’s a holiday weekend and the weather is great, so we barbecue out, and you call a few friends and neighbors, one of which is your ex. I don’t really know him well, but your divorce was amicable and you talk from time to time, so I’m not concerned.

As the day goes on, I spend most of my time working the grill, and you are a good hostess. As the day ends, most folks leave, until it’s just you, your Ex, and me.

You and him are laughing about a movie. You explain it’s a romantic comedy. “Yea, she watched it all the time. I think you wore out a couple of DVDs you watched it so often.”

I say that I never saw it. ‘I think it’s streaming this month on Netflix.’ You say.

“I haven’t seen it since we broke up, I could watch it again” He says.

“I’m game.” I say.

All three of us sit on the couch. You are in the center. Because of the weather we are all in t-shirts and shorts.

You scan through Netflix and find it. It’s a rom-com about a woman who has to choose between two guys.

We turn down the lights to reduce the glare on the large screen tv.

As it starts, you snuggle next to me. ‘I can tell you have been working the grill. You smell of smoke and sweat.’ You say playfully in a low voice.

“Should I shower & change?”, I whisper back. ‘No, I like when you smell like a man. The movie is starting.”

I put my arm around you, and your ex, Alejandro, stretches out next to you.

As the movie goes on, we are all laughing at parts, you pat my hand at parts, and he, without thinking, rests his hand on your thigh.

There is a point in the movie where I say, “This doesn’t make sense. They are both good guys, why doesn’t she just love them both?”

‘It wouldn’t work. She has to choose. If she was with both, the guys would be jealous.’ You say.

“No these are both good guys, they both want her happy. I think they would try a threesome. What do you think?” I ask.

Alejandro responds, “I think you are right, both of these guys want her happy. If she wants both, I think the guys would be into it.”

You pause the movie. ‘So you think that if she told both guys that she wanted both at the same time, they would do it?’

“Heck, my love, right now if you wanted both of us, I think we’d do it.”

You look at both of us. ‘Ok, guys prove it.’

You strip off your t-shirt like you want to prove us wrong. Your Ex and I shrug at each other and start stripping off shirts and shorts.

My hand cups your right breast and my mouth goes for your left nipple.

He kisses and licks your earlobe as you feel his hand slide into your shorts and he caresses your pussy like he used to do.

It feels so good. You grab both our cocks which are hardening in your hands.

I suck your nipple harder as you stroke my dry cock.

You enjoy the feeling of both hard cocks.

You feel him sliding his fingers in your damp pussy.

‘I need to suck you both.’ You say. You move us so we are standing in front of you and you are sitting on the floor. Your back against the couch.

You suck the tip of mine then lick his. You love how the flavors are similar but different.

You suck mine deeply as you stroke him, then you stroke mine, lubed with your saliva, as you suck him.

As you alternate between us, we both groan in pleasure.

As you stoke both of us, you look at me, ‘Put it in my pussy.’

You release both of us, pull off your shorts, and get on the couch.

You are on hands and knees with your head near the arm rest.

I get behind you and slowly lick your pussy. It’s so wet with excitement. You have your ex stand near your face, and you suck his cock, while stroking his balls.

His cock feels so familiar as you take it deep in your mouth.

You feel the tip of mine slowly slide into your warm wet pussy.

I slowly work it in and out, going deeper. Alejandro places his hands on your head as you suck deeper.

We work a rhythm so we fuck you from both ends.

After a bit, you have us switch.

I move to your head and he gets behind you.

You grab my cock and lick your pussy flavor off of it as he thrusts into your wet opening.

His cock feels different than mine. You suck me hard as he fucks you from behind.

It feels so good for all of us.

‘I want you in my ass.’ You say.

We all stand. You have me sit on the couch…

You go to our bedroom, get lube and come back.

Squirting it on my cock and then on your ass, you mount me reverse cowgirl, sliding my slick cock into your ass.

You have your ex, fill your pussy with his cock.

It takes a bit to get the rhythm, but we do. You take the lead bouncing up and down on both cocks.

‘I feel so full.’ You say as you reach and rub your clit.

You stop bouncing and just rock back and forth. He kisses your mouth and I kiss the back of your neck.

It feels so good, you want to cum while we are inside of you.

You stop as your pussy and ass pulse around our cocks.

‘I want to try something different’ you say in a throaty voice, full of passion.

He backs up, sliding his slick hard cock from your dripping pussy. And you climb off of me, as lube drips from your open ass.

You walk to the patio door. ‘Follow me boys.’ you say very playfully.

You open the door, the night air is still warm. You hear the sounds of frogs and crickets, as we all still naked, go onto the patio. You hug us both.

‘This is what I want. Make love to me in the night air. Both of you, I don’t care who hears or sees.’ We both hug you tightly and kiss you.

You climb on the patio lounger, on your hands and knees again. We both walk over to you, our cocks still hard with excitement.

You take them both and lick and kiss them both. Licking up one side of one, and down the side of the other. You open your mouth wide and take them both in at once. You feel your mouth stretch open with the tips of both thick cocks in your mouth.

You take them both out…and lick them and then lick each of our balls.

Your tongue feels so good, as you lick down my shaft and around my balls. You grip Alejandro’s cock firmly.

‘One of you, Fuck me now.’ You say.

We look at each other, I motion for him to go and he takes his slick cock from your hand. I move mine to your mouth.

Feel his thick veiny cock as he rubs it along your wet open pussy lips. You take suck the tip of my cock as he enters you.

Your warm mouth feels so good. I grab your head in pleasure, my hands pulling your hair lightly.

You feel his hands on your lower back as he goes in and out. Deeper and harder with each thrust.

“I want to fuck your mouth.” I say in a low voice.

I pull your hair a bit more and your mouth opens wide. You feel it as I work my cock into your throat. He pushes you forward and I go back. I push you back against him. You move with the rhythm as we push and pull you, filling you from both ends.

You feel him reach under you and rub your clit as I release your hair with one hand and pull your right nipple.

You moan around my cock in pleasure.

“I think she is going to cum again. My friend.”

You try to nod.

The waves of pleasure start from your inside and wash over you and we continue to fuck you.

“Do you want us to cum where we are?”

I pull my cock from your mouth so you can speak. ‘Want you both to jerk off on my tits, like in porn.’ Your voice is rough from my cock recently in your throat.

He pulls from your wet dripping pussy and stands next to me. We both are stroking as you sit on the lounger.

We stroke and aim at your firm breasts and hard nipples. It excites you to watch both of us so you rub your clit again.

‘Cum on me boys. I’ll cum again too.’ You say.

You rub your clit harder and faster. We stroke and grunt in pleasure. ‘Are there other moans & grunts, I hear?’ You think for a second.

‘Maybe neighbors are getting a show and enjoying themselves too?’ You think, and are excited by the thought of neighbors watching and masturbating to the three of you.

“Si, si, si, si” He says as he shoots thick ropes of jizz on your right breast. “Yyyyyyeeeeessss” I say as mine lands on your left.

You feel our hot sticky cum on your chest, wipe some on your fingers and rub your clit until you finish too.

“Shall we wash up and finish the movie? I still think she doesn’t have to choose, but now I want to see who she goes with.”

We walk into the house and head for the bathroom to shower. You swear you hear footsteps on the deck from the neighbors and hushed voices. You smile to yourself and join us in the shower.

Storm at the Beach House

Your family owns a beach house. Ownership has passed from family member to family member. You were given the key, and told that you and one of your cousins, are now the joint owners of it.

A major storm was going to hit the region, so you went to the house to get it ready. You aren’t sure when the last time anyone used the place, so you picked enough groceries to last for a while.

You pull up and unload the supplies from your SUV, pulling off your shirt because it is unseasonably warm.

As you are putting things away in the pantry, you hear a voice. “Who are you? And what are you doing?”

You turn around and answer “I’m restocking the pantry. What does it look like I’m doing? This is my house.”

“This is my house too.” He tells you. As you stand and face him, you see him look at your bare chest, and tight shorts. “Oh, I heard that the other set of keys was went to a cousin.” He walks forward and extends his hand. “I heard on the news that a storm was going to hit and wanted to get this old place ready.”

You shake his hand and smile, noticing his broad chest under his tight t-shirt and loose unbuttoned denim work shirt.

“I’m here for the same thing. I wanted to make sure I had food and water just in case thing got bad.” The two of you talk as he helps you put away supplies.

He’s your Uncle’s son. You hadn’t really known that part of the family. He tells you his plan to put on the storm boards, and make sure the house is secure. You agree, because it is what you wanted to do too, and it will be easier with two people.

In the storage shed you find a number of thick wooden boards that have holes drilled in the corners. As you look at the window frames you see large carriage bolts that are used to secure the boards.

It takes the two of you working together to cover the windows on the bottom floor. You are both sweating from the work.

“How do we do the windows on the upper floor?” You ask. Searching the shed, you don’t find any more boards. “Maybe the upstairs boards are in the house.” He says.

After a few minutes of searching, he finds that there are smaller boards in a storage closet.“How do we put on these ones?” He asks.

“I know that, we use the balcony and walk on the roof of the porch. I used to sneak out on summer nights and watch the stars and the waves from there.” You say.

You both carry the boards to the balcony then you climb up, and get onto the roof of the porch. The windows are easy to reach from there. He hands you all of the boards and then you pull him up too. His hand feels strong in yours as you help him up. After a few minutes, you both secure the upper windows.

You see dark thick clouds rolling in from the ocean. “It is a good thing we finished up. Let’s get inside.” You say.

You close and secure the French doors on the balcony as the rain starts. “Just in time. I’m sweaty and tired. Should we clean up, and have something to eat?” You ask. You are not modest at all and you strip off your shorts and pull a towel from the linen closet.

“Wow! You just strip naked just like that.” He says in a shocked voice. 

“Of course, it’s just us guys, and I want to shower before the storm hits.” You start the shower. You soap up and wash the sweat off of you. 

“Is there room for another in there? I don’t want you to use all the hot water.”

“Come on in.” You say. As he steps in you are soaping your soft cock and balls.

“Um can I have the soap?” He asks a little nervously.

You hand him the bar. “I’m almost done” and you rinse yourself off thoroughly. You glance down and notice that he has a nice cock, and you are sure that he was staring at yours. “I’ll go and cook something.” You say as you step from the shower and towel yourself dry. You grab a clean pair of shorts from your bag that you put one of the bedrooms, and go to the kitchen.

You hear the wind blow harder and the rain is drumming against the storm boards. He comes into the kitchen wearing a thick bathrobe. “I don’t feel like pulling things out of my bag. I found this in the closet.” It’s a thick terry cloth robe from the 1970’s.

He sits down at the kitchen table as you are cooking some sausages in an iron skillet.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“You just did,” you say in a light tone. “Sure, ask whatever you want.”You hear thunder echo in the distance.

“Are you gay?”

“I’m bisexual. Why do you ask?”

He swallows nervously. “How do you guys do it? How do you suck a man’s dick?”

You use a fork to flip the sausages and move them in the pan. “I do it similarly to how I suck a clit on a woman. If I find someone attractive, I want to take time and give them pleasure. Don’t you do that for your wife?”

He coughs as the storm gets louder. “I don’t like to lick pussy. I just want to fuck her and cum.” But as he says it he looks almost ashamed. “I bet that makes me a selfish bastard.”

“I does, but I think you can learn. The goal is to give pleasure. It’s like cooking. The goal is to make something that everyone will enjoy, not just one person.” You say as you move the sausages in the pan and turn down the heat. “Have you ever sucked cock?” You ask him directly.

“No! Never. Guys like me don’t do that.” He says in a defensive tone.

You walk up to him and lean over him. In a low tone you ask “Have you ever wanted to?” He swallows nervously. “I saw you looking at me all day. Especially in the shower. You want to touch it, don’t you.” You say in a low seductive voice.

The noise from the storm increases. You whisper in his ear “It’s just you and me. No one will know.”

You pull your cock from your shorts. He reaches for it. “That’s it, take it and slowly stroke it, like you do yours.” You feel his rough fingers as he takes it. He slowly strokes it. “Think about what you like most when you want your wife to suck you.”

“But she thinks…” “Shhhhh. Just put the tip to your lips and kiss it.” His lips are wet and soft. He kisses your tip nervously. Then you feel his tongue on it. “That’s it. Slowly lick it.” You say encouragingly. He slowly licks down your hardening shaft. You reach down and cradle your balls. “Take it in your mouth and feel it.” You say in a deep voice.

He opens his mouth and he slowly feeds your hard cock into it. His mouth is warm and wet as he closes his lips around you. “Now suck gently” you say. You feel the suction of his mouth. It is a gentle pressure.

It feels so good. You let go of your balls and place your hands on his head. He sucks a bit harder. You feel his tongue along the ridge of your cock as you start to flex your hips. You press it deeper into his mouth. He gags a bit and takes it out. He strokes it, all lubed with his saliva. His hand feels really good too.

You hear the noises of the storm as the rain pounds harder against the house. You lean closer to his ear, and whisper “If you let me cum in your mouth, you can fuck my ass.”

He continues stroking and hold it to his lips. Just the excitement of thinking about cumming in his mouth has you at the edge. Your cock is slick with your pre-cum. He puts it in his mouth and you tighten your grip around his head. You feel the wave of pleasure building and your cock throbs as you spurt in his mouth. He wasn’t expecting it. He lets go of you and spits.

“It is okay. That felt really good. And now you know what it feels like to suck a dick.” You say with a devilish grin.

There is a lightning strike near the house. It shakes with thunder, and the lights flicker. You both look at each other. “Let’s check and make sure everything is still secure.”

You turn off the stove. The sausages are ready. But they will keep. You both look around the lower level of the house. Everything is still secure. So you both go upstairs. After a quick check, the upstairs is still good too.

You are both at the top of the stairs and you point to the bedroom with your bag. “We don’t have to go back down to the kitchen just yet.” You walk into the bedroom, open your bag and pull out a tube of lube. “If you want you can fuck my ass here?”

You pull off your shorts and get on the bed, you squat so your ass is open and ready. You squirt some lube and rub it along the crack of your ass.

He just stands there and watches. You lube a finger and work the lube in. You make the opening of your ass nice and slick. “That’s it. You want to fuck me. Show me that you aren’t gay. Show me what a man you are.” You say in a low seductive voice. You thrust two fingers in and out of your ass.

You see him open his robe. He is hard. He gets right behind you. “You want me to show you what a man I am?” You feel his hands on your hips. He spreads your ass cheeks and presses his hard dick against your puckered hole. It slides in nicely due to the lube. He works it in and out. Going deeper with each thrust. He grabs your hips firmly.

“Yea, I’m gonna fuck your ass. I am gonna fuck you like a sissy.” He is breathing harder. He is working it in and out. He feels so good inside of you. Your cock is so hard from it, too.

As he fucks you harder, he grabs your hair and pulls it. “You came in my mouth. I am going to cum in your ass.” He grunts in an angry tone. His meat-stick feels so slick. You know it is from his pre-cum, and he won’t last much longer.

“I bet your wife won’t let you cum in her ass.” you say in a seductive tone. You hear anger in his voice as he thrusts and holds it.

“No, she won’t, ‘Anal Sexy is Dirty’ she says” he says in an angry tone. “Take my cum, whore” he angrily yells. You feel his cock fill your ass with his hot cum. It feels so good. His anger and rage turn you on too. You shoot cum again, too. 

You feel his sweat drip on your back. He is breathing hard and slowly slides his softening dick from your ass. You feel his jizz drip from your ass as yours drips from your schlong.

You notice that the storm is starting to lessen. You still hear the rain, but it doesn’t seem as hard. You grab a towel from your bag and wipe the cum from your ass and softening cock.

He goes to the bathroom and washes his dick clean. You pull on your shorts, and walk towards him as he closes his robe.

“Let’s go downstairs and eat. I don’t know about you, I am hungry, and I think the storm is starting to let up.” you say.

He looks a little embarrassed, “Yea, I am hungry and could eat. What were you cooking downstairs?”

You smile at him, knowingly “Sausages, long and thick. One mild and one Spicy. Which one do you want?” you ask with a wink.

Two Guys in the Ass at Once

 

You have me and a mutual friend, Tony over. As the night goes on, we talk about various things. Soon we get on the topic of sex. You have slept with both of us at different times, so the discussion isn’t completely out of the ordinary.

We start talking about things we have done and things we have seen in porn. “I saw a woman take two cocks in her ass.” You say.

“Would you like to try something like that?” I ask.

You look both of us in the eyes and say “Yes.”

“Do you want here, on the couch? Or in your bedroom?” We ask. I start pulling off my pants, and so does Tony. Then you lead us to the bedroom.

You have us get completely naked as we watch you quickly strip off your shorts and t-shirt.

Once you are naked you climb onto your bed, on your hands and knees. “I want to do it just like I saw in the movie. One of you in my mouth and one in my pussy at the start.” you direct us.

Tony is at your head. You are sucking his thick cock, as you feel my tongue licking up and down your pussy and ass. My tongue is slick and smooth as I lick and enter your tight puckered asshole. Then I lick down to your pussy. Then you feel it slide into your damp pussy.

I stand up and rub my cock against your pussy lips. You feel the tip slide into your wet pussy, as I grab a bottle of lube and drip lube into the crack of your ass

You moan around Tony’s cock as you suck him and grab his balls. You feel my finger thrust into your ass. Working the lube deeper into you.

My cock goes in and out of your pussy. Tony grabs your hair and pulls it. Your mouth is open and he fucks it deeper and faster. “She loves cock like a slut.” He says.

“I love when you talk dirty like that.” you say to him as you feel my fingers stretching your asshole open. Working the lube deeper. Making your ass slick. 

Tony pulls his cock from your drooling mouth. “You love this don’t you?” He says.

“Yes. Fuck my holes. Use me.” I pull my cock from your pussy and then rub it along the slick crack of your ass. You feel the tip slide into your tight ass.

“Uuuuunnngggg” you moan as you grip Tony’s saliva covered shaft.

“I think I need to be in that sweet pussy of hers.” Tony says. I nod as I work my cock deeper.

Tony lies on the bed.

I lean forward and say in your ear, “I’ll pull out. Mount Tony, and I’ll fuck your sweet ass again.”

“Yes my sweet.” You say.

You move and straddle Tony. You feed him into your hungry pussy. As you go up and down on his cock with your wet pussy, you feel my thick cock slide back into your ass.

“Oh God, this is a good as when I fucked all those guys at once, in college.” You think.

As Tony and I fill your pussy and ass, he grabs your breasts and sucks your left nipple, as he pulls the right one. It feels so good.

You feel both our dicks all the way in you. You want to cum. You love this feeling of being filled with cocks. “Now try them both in my ass.” You pant.

Tony slides from your pussy. I pull from your ass. You adjust yourself, and feed his cock, slick with your juices, into your ass.

Once his tip is in, I add lube to my cock and press it into your hole. You feel it stretching more than you had before.

We slowly work deeper into you. You feel them pressing against each other as they fill your asshole.

I lean forward again and say in your ear. “Tell us you want us to cum in your slutty ass. Rub your clit and cum too like the horny little whore you are.”

I kiss your mouth as I thrust my cock along with Tony’s all the way in your ass. You can feel them twitching and throbbing.

“Yes cum in my ass.” You tell us. You rub your clit and feel ready to cum…..

Hot cum spurts in your ass. You can’t tell if it was just one or both… There is another spurt.

“Cum while we are in your ass.” You rub your clit harder and faster. Your pussy and ass pulse as you cum too.

You are breathing harder, as you feel both of us, slide from your ass as we soften. Cum drips from your asshole on to your pussy lips.

You get off of Tony, I help you stand, and kiss you. “I’m glad you enjoyed that my love.” I hug you tightly. You hug Tony tightly too. “Thank both of you for making my fantasy real.”

Then we all clean up and call it a night.

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Reopening the Pool - Part 2

 

You all climb out of the pool. The night air is cold on your wet skin.

Everyone’s nipples are hard including yours.

Kendra grabs a towel and dries off. “So I stand here and call the winner?” she asks.

“Yes, and disqualifies anyone for cheating. We can dive in at the beginning and our heads can be under the water at first, but once we break the surface we have to keep our heads up. Also the first swimmer has to touch the edge of the pool before the second swimmer can dive in. You have to see the touch.” You explain.

“I think I have it.” She says wrapping her towel around her shapely waist and putting her robe on.

Charlie and Jack go first, which means you will swim against Jay. You and he normally are pretty well matched, but he looks like he is in better shape than you.

Kendra says, “On your mark, get read, and go.”

As she says “go”, Charlie and Jack dive in. You are a little surprised at Jack’s dive. A good shallow racing dive. Both break the surface similarly. You watch their heads bob up and down as they move through the water. Jack gets to the far edge a bit faster than Charlie, but Charlie does a kick turn, which pushes him ahead. You move to the edge of the pool and ready yourself in a racing stance. Once Charlie touches the edge you dive over him. You kick as hard as you can underwater, holding your breath, and keeping your arms in front of you. Then you break the surface and gulp fresh air. You move your arms around and under you.

Stroke, Stroke, stroke, breathe, stroke, stroke, stroke, breathe.

You get close to the far edge and tuck for the kick turn. You push off and kick hard again. Breaking the surface you try to focus on your form and breathing. Jay is next to you and going faster. You try to swim faster, but he is still in the lead.

You touch the edge, but Jay was there first. You both grip the edge and dunk your heads in the water. You are breathing harder than him. “You’re getting flabby my dear. It is a good thing you have this pool to work out in.” Jay says with a smile.

“The winners are Jack and Jay.” Kendra says as she applauds.

“And Johnny, tell them what they’ve won.” Charlie says in his worst Don Pardo voice.

Kendra shivers for a moment. “I think we either need to all get back into the water or move to the hot tub.”

“Hot tub!” Jay, Charlie, and Jack all raise their hands and smile.

As you climb out of the pool, drying yourself with your towel, you nod. “Okay, lets move to the hot tub. You guys are right the temperature is dropping.” You say as you look at the twinkling stars in the clear night sky.

Everyone grabs towels, shoes, a few bottles, and the platter of fruit and cheese.

You trail behind, turning off the lights on your patio, though you leave the pool lights on for now. You like how it glows with the pool lights.

Once you get across the street, you see that Jack set up a small folding table on his patio for the food and drinks. Kendra turns on the hot tub and pulls off her robe and gets in. Jay and Charlie follow her. Jay sit next to her and Charlie sits across.

“So Jack, what do the winners get?” You ask as he strips off his robe and steps in.

He sits on the other side of Kendra. “The winners get to pleasure Kendra first and the losers have to watch.” He says with a smile.

Kendra nods. Charlie motions for you to sit next to him. “Come on down.” He says playfully.

Both Jay and Jack pull off her bikini top. Each one takes one of her large round breasts. Her nipples are so hard. Her hands are under the water so you aren’t sure what she is doing but probably stoking both of them. Charlie is just smiling and relaxing as he watches. Jay firmly sucks her right nipple as Jack slowly licks her left.

She looks right at you, smiling. “Don’t you wish you had won?”

Jay’s hand moves under the water and Kendra has a sharp intake of breath. “Mmmmm, yes rub it as you suck my nipples. Charlie. Shouldn’t you losers be stroking yourselves as you watch?”

“Yes Ma’am.” He says as he moves up and sits on the edge, pulling down his swim trunks and showing his hard cock. “You want me to stroke it like this?” he asks.

You sit up and pull down your trunks too. The hot water feels good on your bare cock.

“Yes, both of you stroke yourselves, or I will have you stroke each other. You are the losers.” She says playfully.

Jack takes a deep breath and goes under the water. Kendra’s toes show above the water surface as Jack licks her pussy. She moans for a second and then sets her feet down so she can raise up out of the water. Jack pops up, holding her thong in one hand. “Are you sitting in the water or above it, my love?” he asks in a seductive tone.

“Above the water. I want them to watch, and watch it all.”

You keep slowly stroking as you watch Jack lick her beautifully trimmed pussy, as she sucks Jay’s long thick cock. You wish someone, anyone was sucking you.

“Your wet pussy is so ready. How do you want to do this?” Jack asks as he wipes her juices from his lips. She take Jay from her mouth. “Let’s tease them like they’re watching porn and can’t touch anything. I want to see them cum.” She says.

She stands up, and has Jack sit down, his cock looks so hard and ready. She whispers something to Jay, and he gets out for a moment.

In a minute he returns with a bottle of lube and hands it to Jack. He squirts some along the crack of her ass and then fingers her asshole. She is watching both you and Charlie as she moans a bit.

“Yes lube it up and spread it open.” She says like a porn actress. Then she lowers herself on his hard cock. Slowly she take it into her ass as she has her legs spread and you watch her open pussy.

“Yea, ride that cock. Fuck her ass.” Charlie says as he strokes faster and harder.

Jay keeps to the side and sucks her right nipple again. She reaches down and strokes him with one hand and rubs her clit with the other. It is better than porn. You spit into your hand and start stroking faster too.

“Yes. Boys, that’s it. Stroke those hard dicks for me.” She moans. Kendra and Jack are both breathing harder as the are getting closer to orgasming. Her pussy is so open and wet.

You want to be in it so badly and you stroke faster until you cum. Charlie shoots his wad into the water. You shoot and dribble down your hand.

“Yes….That’s what….I….want to….see.” she says and then closes her eyes. The wave of pleasure visibly moves through her as her ass and pussy pulse.

She gets off of Jack and his cock is shiny with lube and cum. She kisses him. “I have one more reward to give.” She says as she sucks Jay off. He fucks her mouth and she swallows it down. You and Charlie applaud. He kisses her and then kisses Jack.

“You really have been sharing each other?” you ask

Jack smiles, “Of course. Isn’t that what good neighbors do?”

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Men Shopping Together

 

After having breakfast, you and I talk about going shopping, early in the morning. Today’s weather is warm, so I am wearing my cargo shorts, and a light t-shirt, while you are wearing jeans and a t-shirt which accents your muscles.

“Do you want to go to the mall? Or do you need to go somewhere else?” I ask. “I could use a few things for the house, and maybe an outfit or two. Or if money is tight, we can just pick the things we need.”

“We can go shopping, before the weather gets too warm” you say.

We get into your vehicle and start going down the road. I notice a large lump in your front pocket. “Should I ask what’s in your pocket, or is it a surprise?”

“You will have to wait and see.” you say with a grin.

After a while, as we get closer to a large shopping center, you take a hand off the steering wheel and place it on my knee, “I need to buy you some new shorts. I can’t have you walking around in those all the time, they make me wanna fuck you everywhere.” You squeeze my knee.

I lean closer. “Mmmm I like the idea of folks seeing you hard as you walk around.” I say playfully.

You sigh, as you pull into the parking lot. We get out of the vehicle and walk together. You look down and shake your head as you check me out as I walk ahead of you. The shorts just show my ass so well. You comment “I can literally see each cheek in them.”

I slow down. “I think that store has a “summer blow out” sale. Shall we take a look?” I ask as I take your hand and lead you to a clothing store.

Near the front of the store, you see various “Sale” signs for women’s and kid’s apparel. But I continue to pull you deeper into the store, towards the men’s wear section.

“Let’s see what that looks like.” you say as you smack my ass, starting to get a little turned on. “Do ya’ think I can get you a small thong in here?” you ask

I turn and kiss your cheek. “We shall see.”

We follow the signs to men’s summer wear, seeing various shorts and shirts.

I pick up one at a time and hold them up for you. “Should I take some of these to the dressing room and try them?”

You smile wickedly at me, “You can take them to try on but I’m coming in there with you.” You notice that the swimsuit section has Speedos.

“Of course you are coming with me. I want your honest opinion.” I say playfully.

“I know you do.” You respond as you grab a Speedo.

The dressing rooms are small, but large enough for two people.

Looking around you say “Well, I’ll just sit on the bench in the room, you show off for me.”

I close the door behind us and strip off my shorts.

My ass cheek is still pink from where you smacked it earlier.

I slowly try on the first pair of shorts. They are old style “board shorts”.

“Does this cover too much?” I ask.

You make a turnaround motion with your hand. “Let me see.” Nodding but slightly frowning, “Not my favorite.” I pull them off to try on another one. As I am bent over, showing my naked ass, you comment. “Way better.”

I see the Speedo still in your hand, so I step out of the board shorts, take it from you, and slide them on.

They are snug around my ass and crotch, nicely outlining my dick. Shaking my ass, I ask “Do you like this better?”

“Oh fuck. Your body is looking good. Let me see a little closer” You say as you grab me. My ass is facing you as I walk backwards towards you.

You pat your knee as you have me sit on your lap.

I rub your chest and kiss your neck “Mmmm… That feels good.” you say in a low tone.

“But don’t you want me to try on a few more things first?” I ask as move my ass, rubbing your crotch, once again noticing the large lump in a front pocket which is the opposite side of where your cock is growing in your jeans.

“You sure are sliding your ass in a certain part my lap. Are you sure you want to keep trying things on?” You whisper in my ear.

I turn and whisper into your ear. “If you want me to ride you here, then you need to be still. I don’t want us to get thrown out.”

I stand up, undo your jeans and pull them down a bit.

You move the fabric of the Speedo to the side. “Keep it on while you sit down on me.”

“Of course.” I whisper back.

Your cock is standing tall and firm as I rub the crack of my ass along it.

Slowly moving back and forth, up and down. Giving you a lap dance.

You comment in a low tone, “Make sure you don’t moan too loud. I know you like to be vocal.” You grab my hips and squeeze my ass.“Keep dancing,” you moan.

I spread my ass cheeks and press the tip of your hard cock against my tight hole. “Shall I ride you reverse cowboy?”

“Yep” you loudly whisper, as you guide my ass downwards. My asshole feels so tight as I press down a bit and take your tip deeper.

Slowly I bounce up and down.

You look in the mirror in front of us watching my face. “Fuck you look hot.” you exhale in a hoarse whisper.

I continue taking you deeper with each bounce.

You watch your cock disappear as I take you fully. I close my eyes in pleasure.

Then I lean forward and twerk with your hard cock in my ass.

You feel my ass shake with your thick cock inside of me. It feels so tight around you.

“Fuck. You can really twerk. Yeah, shake that ass on this cock.” you say louder.

I shake it side to side a bit as I go up and down, biting my lower lip to stifle a grunt of pleasure.

You pull my head towards you and whisper in my ear. “You’re all the way down now. Fuck. ride me. let’s cum in the dressing room. I want your cum in that speedo.”

Turning my head, I whisper back “Cum in my ass.”

I feel your hand reach up and stroke my hard dick.

“Fuck. Your face just looks entranced riding me.” you comment under your breath.

I focus fucking my ass harder with your cock.

“If you want me to cum, stroke me.” I say in a hoarse whisper.

Gripping my dick harder, you stroke it faster as I try not to moan.

You feel my asshole tighten around your cock as I am getting closer to orgasming.

Your hand feels slick with my pre-cum.

I lean back against you, making soft, slutty noises.

“Fill my asshole. Make me cum.” I whisper.

We hear footsteps outside of the room as someone enters the dressing room next to us.

I clamp my hand over my mouth and breathe harder as I am about to cum.

You stroke my hard dick quicker, as my asshole is so tight around your thick hard cock.

You feel so hard in my ass, I don’t think you will last longer.

My hot cum spurts and dribbles all over your hand and the front of the speedo.

Then you bust inside of me, filling me up.

I feel your cock pulse and shoot your hot cum inside of my ass.

I slowly rise up. Cum drips from my ass.

“How am i ever gonna get this cleaned up off of me?” you ask, pointing to the jizz on your thigh and lap.

“Let me clean that.” I whisper.

You reach into your jeans still on the floor, and pull out ‘Ol’ Faithful’, my favorite butt plug. “Where do you think you’re going? you need to stay filled up.”

“OOOh. That’s what was in your pocket?” I whisper playfully.

You whisper back, “I thought we might need it, because you were wearing your sexy shorts.”

I bend over and you quickly slide it in, fitting it snuggly, then, I turn around and take your softening cock, getting on my knees, sucking and licking it clean.

“Fuck. your ass is so fat and juicy, and your mouth is so talented. I don’t know how to handle you.” you say softly

“You know you love me.” I say between sucks.

I quickly change back into my clothing.

“Let’s check out. We can model more back home.” gathering up all of the shorts and shirts I picked out.

“Fuck,” you say as you zip up your jeans, “You’re such a slut.”

I kiss you and wink suggestively.

Leaving the room, we notice the guy from the fitting room next to us. He raises and eyebrow and shakes his head, knowingly.

We go to the checkout counter. The lady ringing us up notices the stains on the Speedo. “Are you sure you want these. I think someone stained them.”

“It doesn’t matter ma’am. We will take them as is.” I respond with a wink.

She looks at us strangely but scans it anyways along with the other clothing.

As you pay, she comments, “I hope you found everything you wanted.”

Putting my hand on your lower back. “Of course we did. Your store has everything we want. And we love your ‘Big Blow Out Sales’. We’ll be back for more next time.” I say with a wink, then we leave and go home.

One we are in the house, I model the rest of the outfits one at a time, taking breaks between each outfit as we pleasure each other. “We had a great day shopping.”

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