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It had been about a year since my wife passed away. A rough
year. Being a single parent is no picnic, but we managed.
I have a fifteen year old daughter and a son who is thirteen
and they have been very helpful.

One thing they haven't been able to help me with is meeting
my sexual needs. When you've been married for seventeen
years like I was, you come to take some things for granted.
Like the availability of a willing and able partner to share
the joy of making love. Like I said, it had been a rough year.
Until last week when things got better ... and worse.

I had stayed home from work to do some things around the house
that needed taking care of. Actually, it was sort of a "mental
health" day rather than a vacation or legal holiday.

The kids were in school, so I had the house to myself. About
nine o'clock , I was surprised to hear the front doorbell
ringing. Putting down my coffee cup, I went to answer it.

"Hi Jim. Can I come in?"

It was Katie, who had been my wife's best friend. I couldn't
imagine why she had decided to pay me a visit, but I also couldn't
think of a good reason not to let her in.

"Sure, come on in Katie. Want a cup of coffee?"

"That'd be great, thanks."

I got her a cup of coffee and we went to the living room and
sat down. I sat on the couch, she sat in my easy chair. It was
a warm, late Spring day and she had on a pair of shorts and
a halter top which did little to conceal the tight curves
of her cute little body. Katie is 40, but you'd never
know it. She has the body of a twenty year old and she knows
how to show it off. It used to bug Lana (my wife) sometimes
when she'd come over in one of her special outfits,
but Lana didn't have anything to worry about in the
looks department herself, so it was never a real problem.
Katie has dark brown hair and brown eyes, stands about five-five
and weighs about 115 lbs. Like I said, she has tight curves.

She seemed nervous as she opened the conversation.

"I suppose you're wondering why I came over this

"Well, yes, I guess you could say that."

"I need your help with a problem."


I was thinking to myself that she should be having this conversation
with her husband Bob, but she anticipated that.

"Bob can't help me with this problem. In fact,
he's the problem, or at least part of it."

"Sounds to me like you need a marriage counsellor."

"Bob would never go. And besides, we can't afford
it right now."

"So, how do you think I can help?"

"Well, " she paused, seemingly to work herself
up to the point of making some startling statement, "I
want you to help Bob perform better sexually."

The temperature in the room seemed to rise about ten degrees.

It was so quiet that the fly buzzing in the window across
the room seemed very loud. I looked at Katie, but she was
looking at her hands which were folded at her knees.

"In what way?"

"Bob doesn't believe a man should perform oral
sex on a woman, though he doesn't mind asking me to perform
it on him."

"You're kidding."

I'd heard of guys like that, but I never would have suspected
that Bob was one of them. Bob and I had always got along well,
though I wouldn't say that our relationship had been
as close as Katie and Lana's had been.

To buy some time, I went to get more coffee. I was feeling
a little light headed. What a bombshell. Bob wouldn't
give her head. I supposed that she just wanted me to talk
to him about it, try to convince him of the error of his ways.

I returned to my seat on the couch and flinched inwardly
as Katie moved to join me. She pulled her long, shapely legs
up under her and twisted to face me.

"Does he satisfy you in other ways?"

"Sort of. He does OK. in the stamina department and
I have orgasms most of the time. But it's very frustrating
to hear about other women whose husbands and boyfriends
give head when mine won't. We argue about it more and
more now. We haven't had sex for about a month."

"Why come to me about this? Bob must have closer friends."

"Jim, Lana was my best friend. We shared everything
with each other. She knew about Bob's reluctance and
she wanted to tell you about it, but I wouldn't let her.
She also told me what a wonderful lover you were and how she
had multiple climaxes every time you two got it on. She especially
used to tell me how much she enjoyed it when you gave her head.
Did you really used to do it for an hour at a time ... until
she begged you to stop because she couldn't stand the
pleasure any more?"

"I didn't put a stopwatch to it Katie, "
I chuckled, a little embarrassed at Katie's knowledge
of what I had thought to be private matters, "but I
know she liked that, and I used to really enjoy giving her
pleasure in that way. Damn, I miss that woman."

I looked down at the carpet and thought about all the great
times Lana and I had enjoyed in the sack. We both liked to
fuck and we did it as often as possible. I knew of some marriages
where after the kids came along, the wife would lose interest
in sex. Not Lana. In fact, the day she was killed, she was
on her way home to meet me for a little "afternoon delight."

Unfortunately, a drunk driver put an end to my beautiful
wife and our wonderful marriage. Still, whenever I thought
of Lana and the good times we had, my prick would spring to
life and I would get a powerful urge to go and jack off just
to relieve the pressure. Usually, I resisted.

I was startled from my reverie when Katie moved to me and
put her arms around my neck, pulling my head to her chest.

"I miss her too, Jim. Can you help me?"

I looked up into those huge eyes of hers and whispered yes.
I still can't explain what happened next, but suddenly
our lips met, my arms went around her, and we were kissing.
Not the way friends kiss, but like lovers. Soon our tongues
got into the act and we each began a slow, passionate exploration
of the other's mouth.

Almost on cue, we both broke the kiss.

"I need you to do more than talk to Bob, " Katie
whispered breathlessly.

"I'm as hot blooded as Lana was, Jim. A month without
any sex has me just about headed for the loony bin. Please
Jim, go down on me."

By this time, my cock was about ready to rip through the fabric
of the shorts I was wearing and my balls had taken over my
brain. Not having had sex for a year, I nearly ripped her
clothes off right there and fucked her brains out. I did
have the self-discipline remaining to escort her to my
bedroom, however, and we were soon naked on my large, lonely,
king size waterbed, where we resumed kissing and each began
a gentle anatomy survey.

"What a cock you have, Jim. It's even bigger than

"I thought it was my tongue you were after, not my cock."

"I'm hoping to get some of each."

"All in good time, Katie, all in good time. First,
let's have a look at you, " I smiled as I pulled
away from her to examine her nude form.

She smiled back and seemed to enjoy my visual inspection
as she moved this way and that to show her body to its best
advantage. I just loved the way her tits rode high on her
chest, refusing to flatten out even though she was laying
on her back. Her nipples were large and hard, sticking straight
up from the base of her comparatively small and very dark
areolas. Her narrow waist and flat tummy lead down to a set
of perfectly shaped hips and long, handsomely formed legs.
I did see one small problem however.

"I think that I can see one reason why Bob is a little
reluctant to go down on you, " I said pointing to the
thick, heavy thatch of pubic hair at the junction of Katie's
thighs, "One of the secrets of good male to female
oral sex, in my humble opinion, is a trim pubic patch, or
better yet, no pubic patch at all. Don't go away, I'll
be right back."

I quickly dashed into the master bath and returned with
my barbering tools, remembering activities which had
become almost a ritual for Lana and me.

"Didn't Lana tell you that I used to keep her nice
and neat down there?"

I asked as I arranged everything to my satisfaction.

"Yes she did, but I never really believed her. Are
you planning to shave off all of my pussy hair?"

"No. Just the hair that gets in the way of good oral
sex. Actually, it's not that much more than many women
do in order to wear those string bikinis."

She was very cooperative as I arranged a towel under her
ass and used a scissors to clip away her thick, dark bush
until only a short stubble remained on the area I intended
to shave. The other area, at the very top of her pubic mound,
I trimmed only slightly for the sake of neatness. Then,
after using a warm, wet washcloth to moisten the area to
be shaved, I applied a thick coating of a special shaving
jell for sensitive skin and went to work with my razor. When
I was finished, she had a tiny patch of pubic hair left on
the top of her mound, but the rest was as bare and smooth as
a baby's butt.

I placed a mirror in front of her pussy and let her have a look
at my handiwork. I also got rid of the towel and my tools while
she conducted her inspection.

"Wow, " she exclaimed, "This is the first
time I've ever really taken a look at myself down there."

She worked the folds of her pussy open with her fingers to
examine herself more closely. Her inner lips were swollen
with excitement and protruded beyond the thick outer lips.

I began to massage the area with a special, soothing, oil.

Katie laid back on the bed and moved her hands out of my way,
giving me complete access. Finishing the massage with
some gentle strokes to both sets of pussy lips, I removed
the towel and got ready for the job at hand, or should I say

I spread her legs as far as they would go, pushing her knees
back a little, and placed myself between them. She had a
beautiful cunt, and she was hot for a good fucking. Leaning
forward, I planted a light kiss right at the top of her pubic
mound, then, moving down, I bypassed the seat of her pleasure
and began to lightly kiss and lick the insides of her thighs,
switching from one side to the other, bathing my senses
in the silken feel of her skin, the taste of her light perfume,
the odour of sexual excitement pouring from her frothy

Placing my hands under her ass, I gently lifted her bottom
off the bed and began to kiss those firm globes, occasionally
nipping them lightly with my teeth. She was trembling with
excitement and, I believe, a little frustration. She wanted
my mouth on her box. I wanted her to wait for it so as to enjoy
it more later and so I continued to tease her.

"C'mon, Jim, " she moaned, "don't
tease me like that."

"Like what?"

"You know what I want ... please."

"Tell me what you want. Be specific. I want to hear
you say it."

She was breathing hard and her hips were undulating slightly
as she sought to press her pussy into my face. She did not
want to say the words, but I was determined to make her say
them. I continued to kiss and nip the area all around her
now superheated sex flesh with out contacting it directly.

"Lick me, " she moaned.

I licked the inside of her thigh.

"Nooooo ... lick my ... lick ... lick my ..."

"Lick your what Katie?"

"Lick my ... pussy, " she gasped.

I immediately moved my mouth over her gash, which was now
leaking a steady trickle of thick feminine lubricant which
crawled slowly down her ass crack from the base of her pussy,
leaving a shiny trail across her tightly puckered back
door. The strong, musky flavor of her sex was like a narcotic
for me, and one which I had gone too long without. I began
to slowly, but very firmly, massage her major labia with
my tongue, working first one side and then the other. Katie
liked this very much, which she indicated by pushing her
hips up off the bed to increase the pressure. I continued
the tongue massage for a few minutes and then switched tactics,
taking as much of one of her thick outer pussy lips into my
mouth as possible and then sucking on it. The thick flesh,
so recently devoid of pubic hair, was newly responsive,
and taking it between my lips also caused me to come into
contact with the super sensitive inner surface of her major
labial folds with my lips and tongue which I worked vigorously
back and forth as I sucked.

Katie began to make an almost pitiful mewling sound from
deep in the back of her throat. I thought she was going to
come right there and I hadn't even got to her clit yet.
The scene reminded me so much of the many times I had done
this to Lana that I almost began to weep.

Katie's eyes were shut tight and she had grabbed two
handfuls of bedspread. Her hips were in almost constant
motion now, making it a real challenge for me to stay with
her. Her breathing was ragged between clenched teeth as
her first orally induced orgasm approached.

I was still working her outer lips one at a time, sucking
them into my mouth, pulling them away from her crotch, causing
her to lift her hips off the bed to stay with me, working them
with my tongue.

Meanwhile, I was also using the index finger of my right
hand to very gently caress the outer edges of her inner labia,
very carefully avoiding her clit. Her own juices and my
saliva had combined to make a real swamp out of her pussy.
A small puddle was forming on the bed beneath her ass. I was
wallowing in the taste and smell of feminine flesh, and
her moans became a symphony of sexual thirst.

She was squealing her pleasure now, her head moving from
side to side on the pillow. In between squeals she was mumbling
about how good it felt and how close she was to coming.

Replacing my finger action with my tongue, I switched tactics
and began to run my tongue quickly and lightly all around
her inner pussy lips, brushing her clitoral ridge, without
touching the hypersensitive tip, on each pass. Occasionally,
I would use the flat of my tongue to lick the slick flesh between
those inner lips and the thicker outer lips, using my fingers
to expose the area I was attacking with my mouth. She began
to come, her whole body tensing into something like the
rictus of death, then relaxing, then tensing again as wave
after wave of pleasure overtook her. As soon as I felt her
start to come, I immediately began to flick the head of her
very erect, very large clitoris with quick strokes of the
tip of my tongue. Katie screamed as her pleasure sensors
overloaded. I was glad the windows were closed or else the
whole neighbourhood would have been able to hear her.

My experience as a pussy licker told me when to back off a
little and let her come down, still maintaining contact
with my tongue and lips, but avoiding direct contact with
her clit for the moment, noting that it had retracted back
into its folds of skin, though the flesh was still firm and
erect underneath its protective covering. Her body was
still undulating, though not with the force of a few moments
ago. Her hands were caressing my head, her fingers running
through my hair. She apparently thought I was done. Boy
was she ever wrong.

I looked up at her and discovered that she was looking down
at me from between her high, proud, breasts, a dreamy smile
of sexual satisfaction on her face.

"Wow, Jim. That was the most incredible thing I've
ever experienced."

"Well, I'm a little out of practice, but thank
you anyway. Now lay back and relax. I'm not done eating

"Not done? I must have come six times already. You
mean there's more?"

"Lana wasn't kidding when she told you these
sessions lasted a long time. I am a man who really enjoys
going down on a woman, particularly a woman who tastes as
good as you."

Without waiting for a response, I began once again to massage
her outer pussy lips with my mouth, but this time, I added
something new. Using the index and middle fingers of my
right hand, I probed the depths of her vagina, pressing
upward, searching for what I knew would be there, and finally
finding it; the little knot of flesh buried beneath her
vaginal roof, better known as the Grafenburg Spot. I was
sure that she had never been given a g-spot orgasm before,
and I meant to show her what that experience was like.

I was also hoping that she shared a trait with my late wife,
who had been a prolific female ejaculator.

Finding her g-spot, I began palpating it with my fingertips,
pressing firmly into the hard knot of flesh. Meanwhile,
I was using my tongue to firmly, yet gently, caress the area
along either side of her clitoral ridge, thus stimulating
her in two powerful ways at once.

"Oh, Jim ... that's good. What are you doing ...
I've never felt anything like this ... Oh yeah ... finger
fuck me ... lick my clit ... make me come ..."

Katie began moaning and mumbling snatches of words and
phrases like these as I once again pushed her up the ladder
towards orgasm.

Continuing the finger action inside, I began to lick as
much of her pussy as I could reach outside, pausing to spend
a little time at her clit and a little time probing the opening
of her little piss hole right at the top of her vaginal opening.
Within moments, it seemed, though it must have been about
four minutes or so, she was at the edge of a mind shattering
g-spot orgasm. I suddenly felt the inside of her pussy clamp
down hard on my fingers just as her piss hole began to push
itself inside out, opening wide and spurting
a jet of womanly fluid into my waiting mouth.
I clamped my mouth over the opening and continued to work
her g-spot, milking her of her come, not a drop of which escaped
me. spurt after
spurt of the thick, opaque fluid streamed
past my lips.

This was a taste I had missed, and once again I nearly wept
at the memories it brought back. I drank greedily, like
a hungry newborn at its mother's breast. Working her
pussy until I had drained her dry, I slowly removed my fingers
from her still weakly clenching vagina and licked off the
thick coating of her lubricant which had accumulated on
them. Giving her pussy a last, lingering, sucking, kiss,
I moved from between her legs to lay beside her panting form
on the bed. I placed my hand over her pubic mound and gently
massaged the entire area.

"I take it that you have never had your g-spot probed?"

Still catching her breath, she managed both a smile and
a comment, "You can say that again. Jim, I've
read about the g-spot, but reading and experiencing are
two different things. For just a moment I thought I was pissing
into your mouth, but I was too far gone to care. I didn't
piss on you, did I?"

I laughed.

"No, you didn't piss on me. You came. You ejaculated,
to use the clinical term. Not every woman can do that. Lana
could, and I didn't know if you could or not. You can
have a g- spot orgasm without shooting your come, but I was
hoping you would be a shooter. I just can't get enough
of that stuff."

She rolled onto her side facing me and began to lick the excess
pussy juices from my face, finishing with a long, deep kiss.

"Now it's your turn, " she said, smiling

PART two "You don't have to do this you know, "
I said, not wanting to make her feel like I had gone down on
her with quid pro quo in mind.

"I'd be perfectly happy just to fuck that beautiful
pussy of yours."

But she was already arranging herself on the bed, positioning
her head over my crotch, her eyes taking in the size of my
throbbing erection. She turned her head to look up at me
and she smiled.

"I want to. "I never said I didn't enjoy
giving Bob head, I just said I wanted him to give me some too.
You're not forcing me to do anything, and believe me,
if I didn't want to, nothing could make me suck this
monster of yours, " she laughed.

Turning back to my cock, she planted a warm, wet, kiss right
on the head, letting her tongue run around the smooth surface
and collecting the shiny dab of pre-come which had collected
at the tip.

She let the head of my cock slide between her lips and worked
her tongue into the pisshole. She grasped and stroked my
shaft with one hand while her other softly caressed my balls.

Lifting her mouth off my cock-head for a moment, she adjusted
her position so that she was kneeling between my legs. Then,
grasping the base of my cock just below my balls firmly in
her right hand, she pointed the shaft straight up at her
mouth and began one of the most fantastic blowjobs I have
ever received.

I groaned as I felt her warm, wet, mouth slide back over the
head of my cock. She stopped there for a moment, scrubbing
the smooth surface with her tongue, allowing saliva to
accumulate until it was escaping her lips and running down
the length of my shaft. Using her spit as a lubricant, she
began to take more and more of my cock in her mouth, working
it in with short but slow strokes.

I watched in fascination as more and more of my manhood disappeared.
Soon, I felt the head of my ten inch dick touch the soft flesh
at the back of her mouth and I saw her change the angle of her
head and neck slightly. I guessed what was coming next,
but it still didn't prepare me for the sensation I was
about to experience for the first time. Lana had never taken
my entire shaft in her mouth. She just hadn't been able
to do it, no matter how she tried. I hadn't minded, of
course, because the other things we did to each other were
so pleasurable. Still, I had always wondered how it would
feel to have a woman swallow my cock to the root. I was swiftly
finding out.

She didn't pause once she began the final descent over
my cock.

I felt the head of my shaft pass the back of her mouth and slide,
seemingly without effort, into her throat. I could just
make out the outline of my cock as its head entered her neck.
Soon, her face was pressed against my pubic bone and she
held it there, her tongue, lips, and throat muscles working
together to cause shockwaves of pleasure to race through
my nervous system.

Needing to come up for air, she slowly slid back up the shaft
until the head popped out of her mouth, a thick string of
saliva connecting it to her glistening lips. She looked
up at me with a shit- eating grin on her face.

"Did you like that?"

Not waiting for any reply, she confidently returned the
head of my cock to her mouth swallowed my entire length in
one, long, smooth, stroke. She was in no hurry about it,
her strokes were each exactly alike. Long smooth descent,
pause at the bottom while her throat muscles worked the
head and shaft of my cock, long, slow ride back to the top
until only the head of my throbbing member remained in her
hot oral cavity. I don't know how I stood it for as long
as I did, but it seemed that the pleasure went on for some
time before I felt the pressure in my balls building up to
the exploding point. She sensed this too, because she suddenly
pulled her mouth off my cock and sat up on the bed, her hands
still holding and stroking my shaft, shiny with her spit.

"I want you to come in my throat and in my mouth, Jim.
I want you to fuck my face."

Once again she did not wait for my response, but quickly
moved to the edge of the bed and sat up, her feet dangling
over the side. It took a moment for the import of her actions
to get through the lust fogging my brain, but eventually
I figured it out and got off the bed, moving to stand with
my cock suspended like a thick, fleshy sword in front her
face. She grasped my shaft with both hands and pulled it
to her mouth, which opened wide to accommodate the massive
head of my cock.

She was leaning forward slightly, thus creating a straight
tube out of her mouth and throat. Katie reached her arms
around my hips and pulled me in all the way without hesitation;
my balls resting lightly against her chin as I penetrated
her to the base of my cock. Her face was buried in my crotch
and she pressed her lips hard against my pubic bone, her
throat and tongue working me over all the while. She moved
her head from side to side like a dog playing with a slipper.
Wet, sloppy sounds were coming from the junction of our

I didn't know how she was able to stay down so long without
coming up for air. It seemed like an eternity before she
began to pull back, revealing the shiny, spit coated shaft
of my cock as it emerged little by little from her oral cavity.
She grasped it by the base as she removed it completely,
once again remaining connected by a thick strand of saliva.
She looked up at me with a smile, once more.

"Now, Jim. When I take you in this time, I want you to
stroke your cock in and out of my throat just like you would
if you were fucking my pussy. I'm going to be playing
with my clit and if I'm lucky, we'll both come at
about the same time. Bob and I do this all the time and I usually
reach orgasm right about the time he shoots his load. Don't
worry about how I'm doing, just concentrate on your
own feelings, OK.?"

Without waiting for a response from me, she pulled my now
nearly aching member back into her waiting, willing, mouth
and swallowed it once more. True to her word, I noted that
one of her hands had buried itself in her crotch, her fingers
working her pussy in time to the gentle stroking I was giving
her mouth.

I took her head in my hands and started a slow, in and out fucking
motion, not wanting to start to fast, enjoying the sensation
of having my entire ten inches engulfed on each pass in and
out of her sexy mouth. Pretty soon, though, my lust took
over and I began to stroke faster, which caused her to speed
up her clit stroking as well. Now she was groaning, as was
I, and her groans caused vibrations to move up and down my
cock, adding to my pleasure. Saliva was running from both
corners of her mouth and dripping down onto her tits, leaving
a shiny trail between them.

I felt my balls start to tighten and I knew that my orgasm
was close at hand. It had been a month or more since I had jerked
off last, so I knew that this was going to be a real blast when
it came. She sensed my closeness to climax as well and she
provided one final trick to bring me over the edge. Using
the ample lubricant provided by the saliva leaking from
her tightly stretched lips, she thoroughly coated the
index finger of her right hand and proceeded to push that
finger past the portal of my anal sphincter, gradually
working it deep inside my rectum until she found what she
was seeking.

My pleasure had increased as I felt her slide that wet finger
into my ass, but I stayed in control until she found the pleasure
button buried deep inside that forbidden passage. At the
first pressure of her finger on my prostate, I slammed my
cock deep into her throat and began to come; great [color
blue] spurts of hot, thick sperm gushing
down her throat. I could see her throat muscles working
to swallow the load. I pulled back to give her a taste as her
mouth continued to work me over. She was coming too, her
left hand a blur as she stroked her clit. She had pulled her
finger from my ass and was using her right hand to stroke
more sperm from my cock as her mouth continued to receive
blast after blast of my frothy produce. As our orgasms began
to subside, I slid my still erect cock into her throat one
last time, letting her swallowing action milk the last
drops of semen from my rapidly emptying balls.

"That was incredible, Katie, " was all I could
manage as my now softening cock plopped from her mouth.

I flopped back on the bed, temporarily spent by my powerful

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, " she said as she licked
a few stray drops of come from her lips and crawled up to join
me on the bed.

"Still want to fuck me, or did I wear you out?"

I recognised the playful, teasing tone in her voice and
responded in kind.

"Just give me a minute and I'll give you all the
pussy pounding you can stand. Remember, you're talking
to a guy who cock hasn't seen the inside of a pussy for
over a year."

I got up from the bed and went to the kitchen to get us each
something to drink. As I was getting a couple of cold ones
from the fridge I reflected on what had just transpired.
Reflected in some disbelief. I had just exchanged oral
orgasms with the wife of a friend.

Not a good friend, but a friend none the less. Guilt?
I was feeling some.

The next moment I was feeling something else. A warm, definitely
female, body pressed against my back and two arms reaching
around my front to take possession of my cock and balls with
gentle hands. My cock was almost instantly erect. Rational
thought quickly fled as Katie's nimble fingers swiftly
stroked me to throbbing fullness.

"I got lonely and thought I'd see what you were
up to, " Katie giggled, continuing to caress my cock
and balls.

"Mmmm, I'm glad. I like what you're doing,
but I've got a better idea, " I replied, setting
the soda cans on the counter and momentarily disengaging
myself from her pleasurable embrace.

I turned to face her, planting a long kiss on her upturned

"Let's do it right here, right now, " I
said breaking the kiss.

She responded by moving to the counter and leaning over
it, presenting me with a great view of her ass and the pouting
pussy my cock was so eager to enter.

And, applying a little spit to the head of my sex sword, I
notched it between those slick, newly shaven pussy lips
and inserted the whole thing in one long stroke. Katie groaned
with pleasure as she felt the last inch push home. She ground
her hips against my belly in a slow, sensuous circle. Man...
that pussy felt great as she gripped my cock, using her interior
vaginal muscles to work my more sensitive surfaces. Having
gone without for so long, you might expect that I came close
to shooting right on the spot. Amazingly enough, though
it felt great, I knew that I was going to last a long time,
probably thanks to the terrific blow job I'd just enjoyed.
I settled down to a nice, easy stroke and prepared to go the
distance. Katie had other ideas.

"C'mon Jim, fuck me harder. My pussy's like
a firecracker and its going to blow any second!"

Grabbing her hips, I increased my pace and began slamming
my cock to the depths of her soaking wet cunt as hard as I could.
She helped, pushing back as hard as she could as I stroked
her velvety tunnel. We were both breathing in grunts and
squishing, slapping noises filled the kitchen. I lubbed
her asshole with some butter from the kitchen counter and
started finger fucking her back door, eventually working
two fingers all the way to the last knuckle. With my fingers
buried in her ass, I could feel my cock sliding in and out
of her tight, hot, pussy. It felt good to stroke myself while
I was stuffed in her to the balls. She was loving every minute
of it. She had one hand between her legs stroking her clit
for all she was worth, occasionally reaching back to stroke
my slick, wet, cock as I continued to plumb her depths.

We were blind to everything around us, concentrated on
our individual and combined pleasure, fucking for all
we were worth. Katie was coming continuously, her contractions
rippling up and down the length of my pistoning hardness.

What a sight I was being treated to. Katie's beautifully
formed ass, her newly shaved pussy split by my glistening
cock, my butter coted fingers sliding back and forth through
her widely stretched back door.

Even though I had come once allready, I felt the beginnings
of a second orgasm as a tingling sensation in my balls.

The kitchen was filled with the sounds of sex, our bodies
slapping together in a rythmn as old as human existance,
the moaning of our mutual pleasure, the gasping for breath
as we laboured to bring each other to higher and higher peaks
of ecstasy. Each moment that our lovemaking lasted made
me realise how much I missed the joy of sharing physical
pleasure with another human being.

Sensing that her orgasms had slowed for the moment, I slowed
my pace somewhat as did Katie, allowing us to both catch
our breath for a bit.

"Jim, your cock is doing fantastic things to my pussy,
but I'm getting a little uncomfortable here. How about
if we go back to the bedroom and finish this."

"Great idea Katie. "You've really got
a fantastic cunt, by the way. I can't believe how tight
you are, particularly after having four kids, "
I said, pulling my still raging hard-on out of her clasping

Katie turned to me and we embraced, exchanging a long, probing
kiss, my cuntjuice covered cock sliding around on her sweaty

"Let's get to the bedroom Jim. Bring the butter

I could only hope that she meant what I thought she did by
that last comment. She didn't wait to see what I would
do, but headed straight back to the bedroom. Grabbing the
butter dish, I followed, lured by the sight of that luscious
ass and what I knew was hidden between those tight cheeks.
The area between her thighs was covered with a shiny coating
of her juices, as was her ass where the butter had smeared
from my digital-anal attack. I couldn't wait to find
out what would happen next, and it wasn't even lunch
time yet.

Reaching the bedroom ahead of me, Katie crawled up on to
it on all fours, pointing her incredible ass directly at
me as I entered the room carrying the butter dish and an enormous
erection. Her pussy lips, coated thickly with the evidence
of her lust, were red and swollen mute testimony to her excitement.
Without saying a word, she lowered her head and shoulders
to the bed, and, reaching back with both hands, spread her
ass cheeks as far apart as she could which gave me a clear
view of not only her very delicious looking cunt, but the
puckered rosebud of her anus as well, glistening with a
coating of butter from its recent finger reaming.

Stepping up to the bed, I took a large quantity of soft, creamy
butter and began to further lubricate Katie's backdoor.
She moaned with pleasure as my fingers rimmed the edge of
her anal opening and then gently slid inside carrying a
good portion of lubricant with them. One, two, then three
fingers disappeared into Katie's clenching rear
entrance as she groaned her approval of the invasion. I
began to slowly stroke my fingers in and out of the tight
opening as she moved her hips back and forth pushing herself
onto my probing digits. She moaned in protest when I finally
removed my buttery fingers from her now relaxed asshole.

"Don't worry Katie, I'm going to put something
much more interesting than my fingers there in just a moment, "
I said as I scooped up more butter and began to thoroughly
coat my throbbing cock.

"Are you ready for my cock?"

"Are you kidding? If you don't get that cock in
my ass pretty soon, I may go crazy just thinking about it."

Not wishing to prolong her agony, and definitely wanting
to feel myself enveloped by her backside, I moved closer
to Katie, placing the very tip of my butter coated cock at
the entrance to her anal portal.

For a moment or two I enjoyed the site of my cock poised to
invade Katie's most secret passage and I gave her a
little rim job with the head ... just a tease for what was
to come. Feeling my cock at her entrance, Katie began to
push back, seeking to be impaled upon my manhood.

Grasping the slippery shaft firmly in one hand, I began
to slowly push forward into the tight ring of muscle which
formed her anal opening, watching carefully as it began
to stretch to accommodate me.

Even though I had liberally greased her entrance, and my
cock was also coated with a large quantity of slippery stuff,
and, having just probed her back channel with three fingers,
there was still quite a lot of resistance to this new invasion.
I heard Katie's breathing increase as I attempted
to push past her initial barrier. I saw the opening continue
to stretch, the wrinkles smoothing out as she began to accept
the huge cock pushing into her. Suddenly, and to the relief
of both of us, her anal mouth slipped over the ridge at the
head of my cock, leaving only the smooth shaft to come behind.

I paused for a moment, giving us both a chance to adjust to
the new situation. I could feel the heat of her insides and
the fluttering, clenching, massaging action of her rectal
muscles on the head of my cock. I nearly came on the spot,
which would have ruined the experience for both of us, but
somehow summoned the willpower to hold back. I didn't
push forward again until I felt her push back with her hips
as she signalled her desire for more penetration. Neither
of us spoke, but the sound of our breathing, and the moans
of mutual satisfaction said volumes.

Slowly, slowly, just portions of an inch at a time, my steely
shaft dissappeared into her asshole, which was pushed
in by the pressure of the penetration. It seemed hot in the
room now and I could see beads of sweat forming on Katie's
back and feel it forming all over my body.

Katie let go of her ass cheeks for a moment, and reaching
back between her legs, used her hands to tell her how much
cock was left outside her ass. It was about three inches.
Putting her hands and arms back on the bed for leverage,
she suddenly pushed back firmly, and gasped loudly as she
impaled herself on the last few inches of my cock.

My balls were now resting against the slick skin of her naked
pussy, my thighs pressing tightly against hers, my cock
completely engulfed.

Holding my position deep inside her, I began to use my p.c.
muscles to make my cock twitch, which brought an immediate
reaction from Katie.

She responded by rythmicly clenching her rectal tissues
around my cock, massaging its entire length with her warmth.

What incredible sensations we were both experiencing,
and I hadn't even started to stroke yet.

"Oh, god, Jim, your cock feels so good in my ass. I never
knew it could be this way."

With a thrill, I realised that I was taking her anal cherry.

"You mean this is your first ass fuck?"

"Yes, Jim, you're the first to have me back there.
Bill has asked about it before, but until today, I never
realised that it could be anything but painful. Now, let's
quit talking and get down to some serious butt banging."

Wasting no time, I began to pull back, unsheathing my cock,
watching as the flesh which had been pushed in on my insertion
began to move in the other direction, exposing some of the
pink interior of her back door. I pulled back slowly until
only the head of my cock was contained, and then began to
slowly, but not as slowly as at first, push the entire length
back inside. Again and again I repeated the procedure,
establishing a rythmn and picking up speed gradually until
I was poling her with my entire length with a speed and force
that pleased both of us.

Katie began to use her hands to play with her pussy, stroking
her clit and plunging several fingers in her empty cunt
hole, increasing the pressure on my cock. I gripped her
hips in both hands and began to increase the force and speed
of my thrusts, watching as though hypnotised as my long,
greasy, prick easily slipped in and out of that tight opening.

Katie began to cum first, her fingers a blur as she stroked
her clit. My first clue was the sudden clamping down by her
anal ring around the base of my cock as the first wave of her
orgasm struck.

Clench, unclench. Clench, unclench. Her insides alternately
grabbed and released me as her climax rolled through her
body. I doubled my efforts, seeking my own release, and
soon I was slamming into her ass, glad for the abundance
of lubricant which enabled me to fuck Katie's butt
with abandon. She became even more wild, and I began to have
trouble staying in the saddle. Feeling the beginnings
of my own climax, I shortened my strokes and tightened my
grip on her hips, driving toward what I felt was going to
be the most powerful orgasm I had yet experienced.

Then, it was upon me. My balls twitched and I buried my entire
length into her clenching, gripping asshole and held it
there as my sperm began to spew. She came again, feeling
the heat of my injection, and her muscle action was all that
was required to milk my balls. After the first several [color
blue] spurts, I began to fuck again, my slimy
produce adding to the slipperiness of her back channel,
and my cock continued to jerk pouring forth more and more
come. There was so much that it could not be contained by
her asshole and it began to leak out, running down over her
pussy and dripping to the bed. I couldn't stop cumming.
Even after my balls were drained dry, my cock stayed hard
and I could feel the contractions of muscles which were
trying to ejaculate semen which just wasn't there.
My vision blurred, and for a moment I felt like I was going
to black out. Then the moment passed and I was aware that
Katie had been powerfully moved as well, her ass still clasping
the remains of my erection firmly within her liquid depths.

Katie fell forward and I fell with her, and we lay on the bed
together, my cock still embedded in her ass. We rolled on
our sides and my gradually softening member began to withdraw
until finally, the action of her rectal tissues forced
it out completly and it plopped wetly against her thigh.
I held Katie close in my arms, nuzzling and kissing the back
of her neck and her shoulders, my hand reaching around her
body to gently stroke her belly and breasts. Our breathing
was still somewhat laboured from our excertions, and I
could feel Katie's body still shaking and quivering
in the aftermath of her powerful orgasms.

Looking over her shoulder, I noted what appeared to be a
tear crawling down her cheek. A stab of fear penetrated
my guts at the thought that I might have hurt this beautiful
woman who had given me such intense pleasure.

"Katie. Katie. Are you all right, " I asked
turning her to at least partially face me. "Yes, Jim.
I'm OK. I'm crying because I've never felt
as much pleasure as you've given me today. I'm
crying because we may have started something that will
be hard for us to control or stop. I'm crying because
I have to go home to Bill now, and I know that he'll be
able to tell that something is different. I don't know
what's going to happen then. Just hold me, Jim, please."

Her words cut through me like a knife. By losing control
of myself, had I caused heartache to another?
Had I let my own needs and the sorrow of my own loss spoil the
future for Bill and Katie?
One part of me hated Bill for not meeting the needs of this
beautiful woman I was holding in my arms so tenderly, just
moments after having pounded her nearly senseless with
my manhood. Another part hated was disappointed with me
for letting things go so far. The optimist within me said
that things would all work out, somehow. And it wasn't
even lunchtime yet.

Katie extracted herself from my embrace, standing next
to the bed, looking beautiful, a "just fucked"
expression on her flawless face.

She was smiling, in spite of her tears, as she looked down
at me.

"You're a mess, Jim, and so am I. Can I use your

"Of course you can. Lots of clean towels and washcloths
in the linen closet."

"Aren't you coming with me?"

My stomach did a flip.

"Do you think that's a good idea?"

"Why not? Jim, we can't deny what's happened
between us. We've always been attracted to one another.
Don't try to tell me you never fantasised about what
it would be like to make love to me even while Lana was alive."

I couldn't deny the truth of her words, and didn't
attempt to protest further. But I didn't move off the
bed either.

"Come on, Jim, let's go clean up and then we can
decide what we're going to do about Bill."

She reached out to me with her well manicured hands and favored
me with one of her room lighting smiles. I melted inside
and once more refused to think about consequences. Taking
her hands in mine, I stood before her and we looked at one
another for a moment. Then, we kissed.

Not passionately, but tenderly, affectionately, like
lovers. My arms were around her and I moulded her body to
mine, feeling her breasts press into me, her nipples still
firmly erect, her passion still smouldering but not out.

We broke the embrace by mutual consent and proceeded to
the shower. What happened there and later is another story.

And now for our bonus ride ... As Katie has to take it in the
ass we get to see both of their sexes. His as the turgid cock
slip in and out of Katie's wriggling body. Hers as Katie's
vaginal lips flex and distort to accomodate all her body
movements. And, as time moves on, Katie will get so excited
that she will start to rub herself between her legs. And
as his "thing", still all stiff and wet, continues
to pump up and down inside her we get to see in detail how she
work on herself with her fingers untill those lips are simply
swelling with blood.

Ignoring his "sex" for the time being we move
in close to see the whole of Katie's clittoral hood
rise up to reveal the swollen pale pink head of an almost
translucent clitoris.

Katie ignores his pumping penis and we merely have to watch
her as she brings herself purposefully closer and closer
to orgasm.

Will he come first or will it be Katie?
Wanting to slow the action a little and make it last, and
for other reasons which will shortly become apparent,
I gradually reduced the length and speed of my stroking
both fore and aft until I was only moving slightly, grinding
against Katie's beautiful ass, my cock and fingers
buried as deep in her two tunnels as possible.

"Oh, god, Jim, that's wonderful. I've never
felt so full. You're the first person to ever put anything
in my ass. I never let Bob even touch me back there. You had
me so hot I didn't even notice until you had two fingers

"You liked it then?"

"Liked it! I loved it!"

"I think you'd like my cock back there, "
I said, massaging her rectal walls with my fingers.

"Ooooo, Jim. I don't know. Your cock is bigger
than your fingers. Won't it hurt?"

She turned her head and gave me a look filled with the com-
bination of aprehension and lust.

"Not anymore than my fingers did. Not very much at
all if we do it right. Once we really get going, you'll
love it. I promise. And if you don't or if for any reason
you want to stop, we'll stop. I can tell you this, though,
Lana loved it in the ass almost as much as she loved getting

"OK., Jim. I'm game."

Very slowly, as a sort of tease, I pulled my glistening cock
from the clasping confines of her pussy, and then did the
same with my fingers. Katie groaned as she was relieved
of my rigid intruders.

"I feel so empty, " she moaned as I turned her
and pulled her to me for a kiss.

"Don't worry, we'll have you filled to the
rim in no time, " I responded, covering her mouth
with mine, our tongues soon battling and exploring.

Breaking the embrace, I took her hand and we walked to the

"What are we going to do here?"

"Just as oral sex takes physical preparation, so
does anal. For starters, we're going to give you an


Katie expressed surprise, but at the same time she was having
trouble supressing a giggle.

I showed her my fingers, still partially covered with butter,
and another foreign substance.

"Oh, yeah. I suppose it would be a good idea to be clean
back there before you go putting in your cock."

She was still fighting the urge to snicker.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing really, except that my mother used to
make us all take enemas when we were little, and the memory
just struck me funny, that's all."

I quickly made preparations, getting out the enema bag
and filling it with warm, soapy water and hanging it from
the shower curtain rod. I positioned Katie on her knees
with her torso draped over the edge of the tub, a towel underneath
her chest to minimize the effects of the cold porcelin.

Carefully spreading the cheeks of her delightful ass,
I used a wash cloth to wipe away the remains of the butter
I had used earlier.

"Wow, " I thought, "I really must have
got carried away to use butter as an anal lube not a good idea
but, I'll have it cleaned out in a jiffy."

Satisfied that the butter had been removed from her outsides,
I turned my attention to cleaning Katie's insides.
Applying a liberal amount of KY to the outside and inside
of her anal ring, I did the same to the enema nozzle and began
to slowly, gently, insert it.

"Hmmmm, that feels nice, Jim."

When the nozzle was fully inserted, I began to release the
contents of the enema bag into her rectum, being careful
not allow the flow to become too fast giving her rear cavity
time to adjust.

Judging by the small moans and sighs coming from Katie,
the warm water was flowing just right.

Soon, I had given her all the water soap mixture I was going
to. I pulled the nozzle from her now clenched rectal ring
and instructed her to lie down on her back on the softly carpeted
bathroom floor, being careful not to release the contents
of her bowel before I gave her permission.

When she was in position, I gently spread her legs and began
to feast on her pussy once more, cleaning up the excess of
juices produced by our previous encounter in the kitchen
and bringing her to a small orgasm in the process.

After a few minutes, I stopped my oral ministrations and
had her sit on the toilet and let the enema finish its cleansing
work. She seemed slightly em- barassed to have me be present
as she emptied herself into the toilet bowl, her fluttering
sphincter making a rather rude noise.

We both laughed, and when she was done, I started the shower.
We got in and quickly cleaned one another off, me paying
particular attention to her backside, while Katie soaped
my cock to a tingling state of rigidity.

Before long, we were towled dry and embracing on the bed
once more.

"Are you ready, Katie?"

"I guess so, Jim. Just go easy, OK.?"

"I'm not going to hurt you Katie. Trust me."

Kissing her passionately for a moment, I proceeded to the
task at hand.

"Lay on your stomach, Katie, " I said as I positioned
a pillow under her abdomen, "and spread your legs
a little. There, that's it."

I paused a moment to admire the view of Katie with her beautiful
ass in the air, her hairless pussy lips puffy and already
showing the dew of her arousal.

I was tempted to just fuck her in the cunt, being momentarily
afraid of what I would do if she didn't like anal sex.
This wasn't Lana, no matter how much our sexual encounter
reminded me of my late wife and lover. This was Katie. But
the sight of her squeaky clean asshole nestled between
a pair of the loveliest cheeks this side of Nina Hartley
decided things for me. I had to have that ass, no matter the
risks involved. And there were risks. For one thing, I didn't
have any condoms. As things turned out, nothing bad resulted,
but could have.

I began to plant little kisses on each of those lovely globes
spread out before me, working my way toward the groove which
bifurcated them. My tongue emerged from between my lips
and spread warmth and wetness as it travelled up and down
the groove of her ass, finally stopping at the entrance
to her rear chamber.

Katie moaned as she felt my tongue press against her anus.
The enema and our earlier sex play had really relaxed her
back there and I was easily able to slip my tongue past the
muscular barrier, thrusting it slowly in and out just as
I planned to do with my cock in just a moment.

While my tongue was working her back door, my fingers were
gently stroking the lips of her sex, occasionally straying
to pay some attention to her clitoris.

Her hips thrust back at me, forcing my tongue deeper into
her ass, gathering more of her musky taste and smell in which
my senses longed to wallow.

I withdrew my tongue and fingers from her nether regions
as I reached for the bottle of special lubricant a pharmacist
friend of mine concocted. Squeezing a generous ammount
on my fingers, I began to work it into and around Katie's
virgin asshole, massaging, relaxing, preparing the tight
ring of muscle tissue for the assault it was about to experience.
Two more applications and I felt she was as lubricated as
it was possible to make her.

As a final touch, I knee-walked up the bed to where her head

"Katie. Look at my cock, " I said as I began to
cover it with a thick coat of the slippery gel.

"Watch me make it ready for you. Does it make you hot
to know that in just a moment I'm going to be fucking
you in the ass with my cock?"

"Mmmmmm, it really makes me hot. I want your cock in
my ass. I want you to take my ass cherry."

Applying more gel, I stroked my hand up and down the length
of my now massive hard-on, letting her see the thick coating
of lubricant which would enable this large tube of flesh
to invade her most private region with a minimum of dis-
comfort, and we hoped, a lot of pleasure.

"Spread your ass cheeks for me Katie. Open yourself
for my cock, " I said as I resumed my position between
her spread legs.

"Yessss, Jim. Here it is. Here's my ass. I want
your cock in there."

She had her fingers right next to her asshole and she was
literally holding it open for me. I centred the tip of my
cock at the opening and began to push.

Gently, ever so slowly, I slid the head of my cock through
the sphinctoral plane.

There was almost no resistance, so thoroughly had I prepared
the both of us. Relaxation and lubrication. That combination
is, IMHO, the key to good anal sex. Inch by inch, with steady
but slow movement, my shaft slid into the depths of her ass.
Katie had stopped breathing when my cock-head had fully
penetrated her outer defences. She didn't start again
until she felt my shaft fully seat itself within her, my
pubic hair pressing her ass cheeks, my balls resting on
the swollen lips of her achingly empty cunt.

"Ooooohhhhhh...mmmmyyyyyy...gawwwwwddd. Your
cock feels like it's going to pop out of my mouth any
second. I'm so full."

"Are you in pain?"

"No. No pain. Just so full. Don't move yet. Let
me get used to it."

That, of course, was my plan all along. Full introduction
followed by a brief intermission before the real fun started.

Her ass was tight, and I could feel her conducting little
experiments with her internal muscles, massaging the
length of my cock, testing her own feelings.

When I felt her hips begin to rock a little beneath me, I knew
she was ready for more.

Using the same deliberation I had shown while pushing in,
I slowly began to remove the glistening instrument of Katie's
pleasure until only the head remained inside. Not quite
as slowly, I pushed it all the way back inside.

"Yessss, " Katie hissed, "that's
good. So goood. Just go slow like that for a while. God, you're
so big. I can't believe it goes inside my ass so easily."

I continued my slow strokes, resting my weight on my arms
and knees, pressing her abdomen hard into the pillow as
I bottomed out each time. If it felt good to her, it felt INCREDIBLE
to me. Hot, tight, slick, her asshole sucked my cock almost
like her mouth and throat had earlier. And why shouldn't
it after all, it was just the other end of the same system,
wasn't it?
I was relaxed, enjoying the leisurly pace, knowing that
I wouldn't feel the need to dump my sperm in Katie's
ass for a while. I just let the pleasure wash over me for a
time, maintaining the slow rythmn of my cock in Katie's

It was Katie who decided to pick up the pace. She shoved her
hand between her body and the pillow and began to frig her
clit and pussy lips, at the same time grinding her ass into
me as I stroked down into her.

Almost as if on cue ...

"Fuck me harder, Jim. I love it in my ass. I never knew
it could be like this. Oh, Lana, you were so right about so

Katie's voice trailed off into sighs and moans as I
began to move inside her with a little more force.

When I decided to really turn up the pace, I pulled her to
her knees, indicating with my hands on her back that she
was to keep her shoulders down, and began to really start
fucking her ass.

I grabbed her hips in my hands and began to slam our bodies
together, ramming the full length of my cock in and out on
each stroke, sometimes even exposing my coronal ridge
on the out-stroke. Each time this happened, Katie gasped
as her ring was re-opened by my cock.

"Ohh, Jim. You're going to make me're
going to make me come in my ass."

Katie's fingers were working furiously on her pussy
and the strength and rythmn of her pulsing ass muscles clearly
demonstrated to me that she was close.

So was I.

I was really reaming her now, our bodies making loud slapping
noises as we collided time after time. I was squating behind
her, my knees outside her hips, my hands still pulling her
to me, getting maximum penetration on each stroke.

Katie screamed as her orgasm hit her full force, her anal
sphincter clenching around my cock with almost painful
force. Then the force was released for a moment only to return,
harder than ever. Clench. Release. Clench. Release.

The waves of her orgasm swept across her overloaded pleasure
circuits like a storm tide.

She wasn't screaming anymore, but she was moaning
shaking her head from side to side. Saliva dripped from
the side of her wide open mouth, her eyes clenched shut,
her whole being focused on our connecting point.

My own climax fast approaching, I began to jackhammer my
cock in her ass with quick, deep strokes, feeling her ass
muscle grip me with each spasm in a grip every bit as tight
as my own hand could provide.

With a shout of pleasure, I rammed into her once more, burying
my steaming stalk to the root in her rectum. A moment later,
she was screaming as she felt my hot man-juice begin to spray
the deflowered walls of her back channel.

After the first spurt, I began
to stroke furiously in and out of the clenching tunnel,
my sap adding to the slipperyness already there, until
the last spasms had emptied my balls. I held it deep for a
moment, but it had already begun to soften. I pulled my cock
out of her ass she gripped me hard one more time as the head
reached the rim and stretched out on the bed, pulling her
to me so that we lay like spoons.

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