Date: Thu, 23 Sep 2004 19:35:01 -0700
From: Joan Mitchell
Subject: Rob's Sissy Boy 9

When I get a chance to dress in my panties, garter belt and nylons, I think
back to when I was a teenager.  Dressed in my sissy things, remembering how
Rob or Tim fucked my ass.  Rob, my brother, was first.  He snuck into my
room late one night and slipped his cock in my mouth.  From then on I was
hooked.  Rob fucked me on several occasions, and once I fucked him.  He
went off to college leaving with no one to fill my sissy ass.  That's where
Tim came in.  He found me one evening in my panties and fucked me with his
ten-inch cock.  My wife does not know of this part of my past.  I live with
my secret desire, "to be fucked like a woman in lingerie".

    I was seventeen and still very shy around girls.  I was willing to be a
girl for other guys.  I had been waiting all week for this night.  Everyone
was out of the house for the night.  This would be the second time for Tim
and I to get together.  The first was a week earlier at the store.
   
   I was alone, at home on Saturday night.  Soaking in the tub, lathering
my cockette and balls.  I thought about jacking off right there but decided
to wait.  Anticipation of this night had me hard in my panties for days.

   Tim's wife was away, visiting family.  He would be by in about an hour.
As the assistant manager he usually had to close up the supermarket that I
worked at as a stock-boy.  I still hadn't decided what to wear when I met
him at the door.  This would be my first evening with another guy.  I'd had
sex with guys before, but this was more like a date.  I hoped it wouldn't
be a "wham, bam, thank you madam" night.

   During our first get together, Tim admitted to wearing panties since he
was twelve.  That night he wore a lovely pair of his wife's panties.  They
were bright red of satin and lace.  After we had finished, I brought them
home to wash.  Then I wore them to work the next time Tim and I worked
together.  After closing that night, Tim watched as I took them off and
handed them to him.  As I pulled on a fresh pair of panties, Tim asked if I
was in a hurry to go home.  I was tempted to stay.  To me, there would have
been nothing better then to suck his long cock and juicy balls, but I told
him I had to get home.  I figured if he had to wait until Saturday, he
wouldn't back out.

   After getting out of the tub, I dried off and patted some of mom's body
powder all over.  Naked, I walked to mom's bedroom picked a shade of pink
fingernail polish.  As I stood in front of mom's vanity mirror, I tried to
fluff up my long curly hair.  Then I headed back to the bathroom, sat on
the edge of the tub and painted my toenails.  They turned out pretty good
considering my hands were shaking and it was only my second time I tried
painting my nails

   When I finished, I strolled back to my bedroom.  My semi-hard sissy cock
bounced and swayed as I walked.  Carrying a towel and the polish, I tossed
them on to my bed.  Checking the clock, I had about a half an hour.
Pulling my boxes of lingerie from the back of my closet, I dumped them on
to the bed.  My collection had grown over the year.  From a couple pairs of
panties to dozens of pairs of panties, three bras, two garter belts, six
pairs of nylons and a mini slip.  Anytime I had a few extra dollars, I
would go shop for something cute.  The outfit I decided to wear that night
was a bra, panties, a garter and slip, all in pink.

    As I picked out my things, my sissy cock began to stir.  Playing in my
things always got me hard.  This time though, I would need to take care of
it, because once I was dressed, I would be in a constant state of arousal.
I would wait until I was dressed then relieve myself.

   First I attached the garter to my waist, the straps dangled against my
bum and thighs.  The straps teasingly dancing against my bare skin as I
bent down to start the stockings.  My cock was bobbing and throbbing as I
pulled each stocking up to my thigh.  Stretching each to the clips and
adjusted them snug.  The tug of the straps against my thighs and bum felt
so sexy.  I felt like a real slut when I wore a garter belt.  The thought
of someone grabbing hold of the straps and using them to pull himself into
my waiting ass sent shivers over my body.

   I couldn't wait any longer I had to release my load.  My balls were
aching.  I picked up a white underwire bra and folded the cups together
with the satin sides against each other.  Stretching my legs out as I lay
back on the bed, I placed my cock between the cups.  The satin wrapped
wires were snug against the base of my shaft.  The cool satin slide over my
sensitive sissy cock like a hand.  I worked it up and down along my
cockette, the satin stroking me to my climax.  I closed my eyes and lay
back among my girly things, enjoying the feel of my balls nearing their
release.  I came upon this technique as I fiddled with my things one
night. I've been using it ever since.  I don't think I discovered it, but
I've never seen it mentioned in any other stories.

   I excitedly worked the wired cups along my cock, imagining what Tim and
I would be doing in a short while.  Picturing his long gorgeous cock and
large smooth balls as I was about to suck them, I was at my point of
release.  My balls tightened up.  My cock twitched as the first of six or
seven warm blasts shot into the cups.  I let out an "ahhh" as my balls
emptied.  I kept working the cups over my cock, milking the last drops of
cum out.

   When I was finished I laid, for a few seconds, catching my breath.  Then
I sat up, slipped the bra from my softening cock and brought it up to my
face.  I opened the cups and began to lick cum from the smooth material.  I
loved cum, no matter whom it came from.  I sucked the last of it from the
bra, wiped my dick clean and stood up to finish dressing.

   Slipping my arms thru the pink bra straps, I pulled the hooks and loops
behind my back and attached them.  Finally I stepped into my panties and
slide them up to my waist.  Tugging on the elastic legs bands, pulling them
tight over my cheeks.  I still had to fill the bra cups.  It may sound odd,
but I had taken a medium size "nerf" football, cut it in half and shaped
them to form boobs.  Inside the cups they looked pretty good.  At least,
better then socks or tissues.  You can see that I was obsessed with trying
to look and feel like a girl when dressed in my sissy things.

   Lastly I held out my slip and stepped into it, pulling it up over my
panties and the garter.  I was dressed, but I needed to paint my nails.  My
toes were done but I still had to do my fingers.  I was nervous that I
wouldn't be ready in time.  I had spent more time playing with myself then
I had planned.  I quickly applied the polish.  Trying to be neat, but I
couldn't be too particular.  When I finished, I stood in front of the
mirror to check out my look.  The mini slip hem was just short enough to
expose the tops of my stockings.  I thought I looked pretty cute.
Satisfied with my reflection, I headed to the living room, swinging my hips
pretending to be Rachel Welch.

   I had closed the curtains earlier, so our snoopy neighbors couldn't see
in.  I peaked out thru them watching for Tim's car.  After a few antsy
minutes of looking, I decided I had to calm down.  I slumped down onto the
couch picking at the polish on my fingernails, wondering if he would really
show up.  For all I knew he may have gone straight home.  But I figured we
both shared double lives.  One life of regular males, who were into sports
and girls, the other, of secret panty lovers who needed someone to help
satisfy our deep sexual desires.  And I knew if he was horny and needed to
bury his cock in someone, he would be by.

   As I daydreamed again about how the evening might go, I slid a hand to
my crotch and began to lightly stroke my satin covered cock.  In the dim
light of the room, I began to tease myself as my mind drifted to lusty
thoughts.  The tick of a clock was the only sound in the house.  I was
suddenly snapped from my dream like state when a soft wrap came from the
front door.  I jerked up right, sitting slightly surprised, and sprang to
my feet.  Quickly peaking out to be sure Tim's car was in the driveway.  It
was.  I tried to catch my breath as my heart raced.  I made final
adjustments to my outfit as I stepped towards the door.  My robe was
wrapped closed and belt tied tight.  As I swung the door open, Tim was
standing with his back to me.  Tim turned towards me with a smooth twirl.
Smiling like someone with a secret, he looked at me and asked if I still
wanted to go on with our plans.  He hadn't seen my stocked legs yet and had
thought I was getting ready for bed standing there in my robe.  I was ready
for bed.  Ready to have Tim pound me into a sleepy state of exhaustion.

   I said nothing as I took a step back and opened my robe.  Tim silently
stepped inside toward me as I continued to walk backwards.  He closed the
door and threw the dead bolt. I turned and headed into the living room as
he followed.  In the room I stopped and turned to face Tim, letting my robe
flow open.

   Standing at arms lengths from me, Tim said, "You look sooo cute, I could
take you right now."

   I was pleased he like my look, saying, "I was hoping I could get that
kind of reaction out of you."

   Tim said, "You can't see my total reaction unless you take off my pants.
Then he smiled and said, "I have a surprise for you."

   I said "What's in your pants is beautiful, but not a surprise to me."

   Tim said, "No, not that.  A real surprise, a gift."  He reached into his
sport jacket pocket and pulled out the pair of red satin panties of his
wife's that he had worn, last week.  He held them out to me as I stared
down at them.  He dropped them into my hand.  I was touched that he thought
to give me his wife's panties.

   I asked, "I love them, but won't Sue notice them missing?"
 
   Tim answered, "No, I knew you loved these, so I bought her a new pair.
Unless you want the new pair instead?"

   I shot back, "No, I want these.  These are the ones we've shared.  I
love them."  I pulled back my hand with the panties to my robe pocket.

   Tim asked, "You're dressed lovely, but would you mind wearing them
tonight?"

   I loved the outfit I had on, but if it made Tim happy, I would change.
I nodded a "yes".  Besides, I couldn't wait to put those soft, smooth
panties on.  I turned away from Tim, my robe hide me from his view.  I
hiked my slip up a bit then worked my pink bikinis off my hips and down my
legs.  I stepped out of them and stuffed them in my pocket.  I leaned over
and lifted my leg to step into the red pair.  Bent at the waist I pulled
them up, past my calf to my knees.  As I did I felt Tim move behind me and
slip his arms around my sides.  Tim was at least six inches taller then I,
without my shoes he was taller yet.  His long lean muscular body hung over
me as his arms wrapped around.  He helped me pull the panties up to my
crotch.  Then with his right hand, he let go of them and cupped my sissy
cock and balls.  My cockette began to stir from his touch.  He gently
massaged my sack and cock.  He knew he was driving me crazy.

   We pulled the panties up to my hips.  His fingers searched and found the
hem of my slip and gently tugged it back down.  My heart was pounding so
hard, I knew he could feel it, if not hear it.  His fingers slid along my
bare thighs as he took his time adjusting the slip and smoothing it flat.

   As we slowly straightened up, his arms were still around me.  With his
size and strength, Tim could force me to do anything, but he was so tender
and gentle, like I was a real girl.  I turned to face him.  He kept his
arms at my waist, but slipped them under the robe.  I brought my hands up
to his belt and undid it.  Then once I had his pants unbutton, he drew me
close to him.  His long arms allowed his hands to slip down my waist and
back over the slip and panties.  His hands caressed my bum, cupping each
cheek.  He softly squeezed my ass while I started to unzip him.  Before it
was down all the way, I struggled in his embrace to reach inside.  Before
my fingers got in I felt the head of his snake cock trying to slither out.
I hurriedly jerked his zipper down and pushed his pants off his hips.

   Tim held me close.  My face was buried in his firm chest.  After his
pants fell to his ankles, I tried to force myself back so I could see what
Tim might be wearing under his slacks.  He wouldn't budge, holding me tight
against himself.

   I looked up at him as he smiled down at me and I said, "I want to see
what you're wearing."  He just shook his head "no".

   Miffed, I started to roam my hands around his waist.  My fingers first
touched his bare waist under his jacket and shirt.  Then they slide down
until they contacted lacy material.  Looking up at him, I smiled knowing he
did dress up.  As my fingers blindly explored down to his hips, I touched
bare skin again.  I figured the lace was a pair of panties, but I was
wrong.  My hand slipped around to his bum, when I found straps tight along
his thighs.  He was wearing a garter too.  I quickly slide my hands down to
find the tops of his nylons.  "Ummm" rolled from my throat.  Without a word
being said I continued to gently roam his lower body for more surprises.
After my hands passed the straps I felt the edge of satin panties on his
bum cheeks.  I caressed them lightly, enjoying the smooth cool feel.  My
fingers could barely touch his butt crack, but I was able to tickle his
enough that loosened his arms some.

   Looking up at him, I said, "Let me see."  Again he shook his head "no".

   I brought my hands out to his crotch and wrapped my hand around his
growing shaft.  My other hand found his balls tucked into a satin pouch.
The bikinis he had on could barely hold his balls, let alone contain his
long cock.  They were so tiny.  I couldn't wait to see them.  I slowly slid
my hand along Tim's fully grown, man bone.
   
   I looked up at him again and said, "Pleaseee, let me see."

   Looking down he said, "I felt silly when I put this stuff on.  I almost
took them off before I came over."

   I said, "I'm glad you didn't.  Let me be the judge.  So far they felt
perfect.  I smiled again and said, "Come on I'll love them"

   As I playfully struggled in his arms, he loosened his grip on my bum.
Once free to move, I dropped to my knees.  I was greeted with very sexy
sight.  Before me, Tim stood in a pair of the cutest little white satin
bikinis and garter belt.  His bikinis were so tiny they wouldn't have been
able to hold my sissy cock and balls.  The garters had lacy fringe and tiny
bows on each strap holding up a pair of nude nylons.

   I leaned into his crotch, nuzzling my nose into his sack.  I inhaled,
breathing in his musky scent and kissing him thru the soft material.

   I mumbled into his sack, "Where did you get these, they're beautiful."

   He answered, "They're my wife's bridal lingerie.  She's only worn them
once, on our honeymoon.  So I figured, if she won't wear them, then I might
as well.  They're a little small."

   With my face rubbing into Tim's sack, I said, "They're lovely.  You just
need a longer pair of stockings."

   Tim's wife, Sue was very cute and well built.  She was kind of short but
had a lovely bum and nice boobs.  She probably wore about a 36C bra.  Since
her legs were shorter, she wore petite size nylons.

    The garter claps were slide down as far as they could go and the
stockings were stretched tight.  While caressing his calves, I suggested
that he could switch his stockings for a pair of mine.  So he wouldn't ruin
Sue's pair.  I told him he could wear a white pair I had in my room.

   I tilted my head back, looking up awaiting his answer.  He said, "Ok,
let's go get them."

   After helping him take his shoes off, Tim stepped out of his slacks.  I
rose to my feet, my cheek intentionally brushed against his hard cock.
Turning to walk to my room, I held his cock in my hand, leading him down
the hall.  Once inside, I released him and took off my robe, letting it
fall to the floor.  Tim stood back as I walked to the bed.  It was still
covered with all my sissy things.

   As I bent over the bed to search for the stockings, Tim said, "You have
a great bum."  I smiled knowing my ass and legs were my best assets.  From
behind, Rob always said I look like a girl.

   When Tim noticed my things on the bed, he said, "Wow, where did you get
all these things?"

   I said, "I buy them."

   Tim stepped next to me by the bed and said, "You're what, sixteen or
seventeen.  How do you do it."

   I answered, "I just go in the store and buy them.  I don't worry about
what people think.

   Tim said, "I have trouble being with my wife in the women's department."
He paused then asked, "Maybe we could go shopping together some day."

   I said, "Great, then we can bring them back and try them on for each
other.  Next time I go, I'll check with you, ok?"

   As we chatted about my things, Tim would pick up panties, garters and
bras, checking out my selections.

   He said, "I love your things, they're so cute."

   When I found the stockings, I told him stand near the bed and I would
help him switch stockings.  Tim stood silently as I got down on my knees,
in front of him.  With my lips kisses at his thighs, I reached between his
legs and released the back straps.  Next the front claps were off, than I
rolled each stocking down his leg.

   I had him sit on the bed as he raised each foot to take the first pair
off and slip the new pair on.  After I slipped a stocking on each foot.  I
moved between his knees, leaned in and kissed his now semi-hard cock.  It
jumped as my tongue flicked it across its head.  My hand was at his sack,
stroking his huge balls in its satin wrap.  Tim's seven inches grew to its
full ten inches quickly.  He began to whimper and rotate his hips on the
bed as I took as much of him as possible from that angle.  I slide back and
forth a few times, but stopped when Tim's moans grew louder.  I didn't want
him to shoot yet.  I backed off his pole.  It was free, standing straight
up, twitching.  I could have jumped back on it but was determined to have
Tim dressed before we resumed our lust.

   I let him rest a minute then had Tim stand up while I attached and
straightened his nylons.  When the stockings straps were finally adjusted,
I had him step to the mirror.  But first I asked him to take his jacket and
shirt off.  As he stood in front of the mirror, I hopped up on the bed.
With his back to me, Tim took off his sports jacket.  I sat back admiring
his cute bum and long legs as he stood in his wife's things.  Tim tossed
the jacket on to a chair, than slowly unbuttoned his shirt.  He did a
striptease kind of thing after the buttons were undone.  He spread his
shirt open, still with his back to me, flapping the ends about.  Then he
quickly closed it, holding the ends tight and spun around towards me.  I
couldn't wait to see him naked except for his sissy things.

   I sat coxing his to open the shirt.  After the third "please, let me
see", he smiled as the shirt opened.  To my delight and surprise, Tim had
on a white satin bra that matched his panties.  I let out a sissy squeal
and clapped my hands together.

   Once the shirt was off, he stood quietly as I said, "My, you look so
cute.  I can't believe you wore a bra too."  I was thrilled he had put on a
bra.

   Tim said, "I figured if I was going to dress like a fag, I might as well
go all the way."

   I shot back, "you're not a fag.  You're married and like girls.  You
just love the feel of, silky things too, like me.  Although, I also like to
have a cock rammed up my ass."

   Tim smiled as I got up.  He turned back to the mirror to look at his
sexy reflection.  I walked up behind him and slipped my hands on his waist.
His warm smooth body felt great as I pressed myself against his back.  My
sissy cock was hard and poking up under his bum cheeks.  I had to get up on
my toes to see over his shoulders.  When I was on my tippy toes, my cock
head nuzzled into his butt crack.  I looked at his reflection.  He had a
smile on his face.  I wasn't sure if it was from seeing himself or from me
poking at him.

   I whispered in his ear, "You look like a real sissy.  If you were
shorter, you could pass for a girl.  That is except for you ten-inch boner.
You could never hide that for long."

   I dropped back onto my feet as my hands slide around and wrapped onto
his stiff cock. Both hands were holding on like it was a baseball bat.  I
began to rub along its long, hard length.  Tim stood motionless, enjoying
my attention.  My face was buried between Tim's shoulder blades.  I felt
his breathing begin to pickup.  I released his manhood with one hand,
slipping it down, and tucking it into his satin pouch.  Cupping his balls,
I rolled them around gently. Every so often giving them a squeeze while I
continued to stroke his cock.

   Tim closed his eyes and leaned back.  His weight was shifting on to my
arms and chest.  I was strong but not enough to hold Tim up.  He caught
himself just before his knees gave way.  He let out a sigh and turned
around.  I held on to his pole as we headed to the bed.  Tim placed a hand
on my ass, slipping his large thumb under the elastic waistband.

   I again, had Tim sit and lay back on the edge of the bed as I knelt
down.  Parting his knees, I moved between his legs then lifted them up onto
my shoulders.  I want to suck on his cock again.  I couldn't get enough of
it.  Slipping my fingers under his garter straps.  I closed my eyes and
slide my lips over his head and down on the shaft.  My hands yanked and
tugged lightly at the straps as my mouth bobbed and sucked him wildly.  I
could only take three quarters of his length, but he squirmed around like
it was good for him.  My hands left his thighs and roamed over his pubes
and flat lower belly.  I loved to caress his tight smooth body.  As I
rocked on and off of his cock, Tim would raise and drop his hips.  His
moaning increased in frequency and volume.

   My sissy cock was stiff and leaking pre-cum, formed a damp spot on my
panties.  I slipped a hand into my panties to jerk off in time with my
sucking.  We were both close to shooting our loads.  I didn't want Tim to
go yet, so I began to slow the pace of my blowjob.  I could have chanced
having him shoot a load down my throat, then try for a second load in my
ass.  But I needed my ass filled badly, so I would wait for another time to
swallow his milky goo.  I continued to stroke myself as I slowly licked and
tongued Tim's head and shaft.  He let out little groans when I took his
head back in my mouth.

   He jerked and moaned, trying to get me to increase my action.  This
brought me to the edge.  I dropped my mouth down hard over his cock as I
began to cream my panties.  My hand pulled and jerked hard as my panties
filled with cum.  My fingers were being coated with my sticky goo.  I
slumped forward with my chin resting on his balls, my mouth full of cock.
Tim wasn't aware of what I was experiencing.  While my cockette shot its
cream, I let out a long deep moaned on his cock.  The vibrations from it
passed thru his cock and balls.  It must have been enjoyable because he
then let out a similar moan.  He thought I was being a big tease, stopping
and starting my sucking in an irregular rhythm.

   My sissy weenie had only a few more squirts before it was finished.
After I milked the last drops out, I slipped my mouth off his cock and
rested my face on his satin wrapped crotch.  My nose tucked into Tim's
pubes.  I kissed his sack thru the material as I caught my breath.

   Tim was ready for action.  He grabbed his shaft and lightly slapped my
face with his still wet cock.  I tilted my head so that his cock slapped
against my lips.  My lips were warm and puffy from all the sucking, but I
opened my mouth to allow his cock in.

   Once I was rested, I slide Tim's legs off and slowly got to my feet.  I
was bent down over Tim, lightly kissing from his pubes, along his belly,
and up to his chest.  Meanwhile my hand was rubbing his shaft, being sure
it didn't soften.  When I got to his chest, cover by his lovely bra, I
kisses thru the satin on to his firm breasts.  As I kissed, I became more
aroused then ever.  I alternated, sucking each tit with more passion.  I
notice Tim's nipples were becoming bigger and harder.  I had never sucked a
girl's tit to know that nipples sometime get hard.  I loved this new
experience.  I started to suck harder, using my teeth to scrap Tim's now
sensitive nipples.  I couldn't get enough of them.  I began to chew on his
boobs.  This caused him to let out a cry, but he didn't try to stop me.
His nipples were like erasers, hard but chewy. When I thought he had had
enough. I slowed my attack on his tits.  Tim's tight nipples were sticking
out thru the damp cups, soaked from my saliva.  I went from nibbling to
kissing again.

   My back was getting tight from leaning over Tim.  I rose up to ease the
strain on my back.  Tim lifted his head up as I stood between his thighs.
My slip had bunched up at my waist when I was pulling on my weenie.  Tim
noticed the cum stains on the front of my red panties.  He moved to the
edge of the bed and told me to lie down.  I crawled on the bed, still
strewn with panties and bras.  After I had lay back, Tim moved his face
above my crotch.  As I placed my arms behind my head and closed my eyes, he
lowered his mouth onto my soaked panties.  He licked the wet spot, sending
shivers over my skin.  Tim's mouth then covered my soft damp cock inside
its satin wrap.  Then he began to suck.  Drawing as much cum thru the
fabric as he could.  My cockette began to react to his mouths warm breath.
It felt like Tim could inhale my panties with his powerful lungs.  He
suction felt like a vacuum at my crotch.  Then he reached at the waistband
and pulled them down to expose my growing cock.  He lapped the inside of
the panties and then swabbed my cock and balls clean.  Now my sissy cock
was at it full four and a half inch length.  Tim easily swallowed me balls
and all.  I was completely inside his mouth.  His tongue slipped all over
my sack and cock.

   When he had had enough, he lifted up letting me pop out.  Tim asked me
if I wanted to change panties.  I nodded my head "yes" and climbed off the
bed.  As he watched, I slipped the soaked pair off then reached in to my
robe for my pink pair.  I turned away as I pulled them up.  Then
straightened my slip before turning and hurrying back to the bed.

   I stepped over to the bed, again between his knees.  Taking hold of
Tim's sword of a cock, I pulled on it teasingly.  Tim placed a hand on my
bum, directing me onto the bed.  I climbed up on my hands and knees,
snuggling up to the pillows and buried my face, assuming the doggie
position.  My waiting ass was high in the air, covered by layers of satin.
Tim crawled up behind me, placing his face between my cheeks.  I felt his
warm tongue trace light lines along my crack.

   I was hugging tightly onto my pillows, waiting for Tim to start peeling
away my lingerie.  He placed his hands at my waist, and began to slide them
gently down and up my thighs, tugging on the garter straps.  Then his hands
went to my bum.  He rubbed both cheeks lightly.  Every few circles he ran
his thumbs in, along my crack, poking at my rose bud thru the materials.
Finally, he slid his fingers under the hem of the slip, pushing it up over
my hips.  Then, Tim pulled the waistband of my panties half way down off my
bum.  He stopped, kissed each bare cheek then pulled them down until they
were at my knees.  It would've been difficult to be fucked with my panties
still at my knees.  So I lifted a leg allowing Tim to slide them off.
After it was off the first leg, I started to lift my other leg but Tim
moved in behind me, he was ready

   Tim had slid his long hard cock between my thighs, rubbing against my
sack and sissy cock.  I reached up under to stroke the head.  Tim held me
at the hips, then began a fucking motion along my balls and weeny.  His
thighs lightly bumping into mine.  Our stocking covered legs sexually
rubbing against each other.

   I couldn't take any more, with my face deep in the pillows, my hands
blindly searched for the jar of lube.  It took a few seconds before I found
it and handed it back towards Tim.  He took the jar and moved out from
under me to coat his cock.  While one hand greased his pole the other was
diddling my balls.

   He announced that he was going to apply gel to my bum hole, warning that
it might be cold.  Tim wiped gel over my hole making little circles.  Then
he slipped a fingertip inside.  I couldn't want for it to be his cock.  Tim
poked around a bit then pulled it out.  He was ready and so was I.

   Tim adjusted himself behind me as he positioned his head at my boy
pussy.  He teasingly tapped his head at my hole a couple times.  I pushed
back hoping to force it into my tight ass.  But his cock and my cunt were
too slick for that.  His cock slipped up and along my back.

   He repositioned himself then said, "I haven't had any sex since last
Saturday at the store."

   I lifted my head and said, "Good, that means you should be full of
juice."

   Tim replied saying, "They're full and ready to blow."

   I let out an "ohhh" into the pillows as Tim pushed his head into my
pussy, slow and steady.  He was quiet except for an "ahhh" as the head
passed thru my sphincter muscle.  I winced a few times as his cock
continued to stretch me open.  I had been fucked enough to be able to relax
a bit but the first entry was still hard.  He had greased us both up nice
and slick.  Tim's cock filled me as it borrowed it head deep in.  I felt
his thighs against my cheeks.  He was all the way in.  Tim held still,
allowing me to adjust.  Tim's and my groans of pleasure filled the room.

   I was concentrating on every inch of his beautiful cock stuffed in my
pussy.  Any other time, after I had taken cock in, I would start rocking.
But tonight I was going to be passive.  Tim would control the tempo.

   I lifted my face out of the pillows to catch my breath.  I was full of
hard cock. I couldn't take another inch.  Tim held me by my hips to keep me
still as he calmed down.  Once his urges passed, Tim slowly pulled back out
most of his length.  I was both relieved and disappointed as my pussy was
emptied.  He stopped at the head then eased his ten inches back in.  He
repeated this slow and steady motion for a few minutes.  He seemed to be
savoring the feel after all his years of frustrations.  Since his wife
couldn't or wouldn't accommodate his full length.  At that point, I didn't
care about anything but being satisfied.

   Tim was driving me crazy with his slow fuck.  I wanted to slam back onto
him but was willing to letting him set the pace.

   But I mumbled into the pillows, "Come on Tim, fuck me hard."

   Tim ignored me and kept on with his rhythm as he said, "I could go like
this all night."

   He continued his steady motion as we both "oooo'd" and "ahhh'd" for what
seemed like an hour.  I soon couldn't take anymore.  I thought Tim was
serious about going all night.  His tempo hadn't changed except for
stopping a few times for a couple seconds.  I had had enough.  When he
stopped again, I leaned forward easing his length almost out, then slide
back on.  When he didn't stop me, I rocked on his cock as he held still.
As my speed picked up, Tim's moans increased.  I was fucking myself with
his lovely cock.  I was almost in tears.  I let out a deep groan each time
I slipped back on him.  I needed to be fucked, bad.

   I cried back to Tim, "Just fuck me, damn it!"

   I was begging him to pump his long cock hard and deep into my ass.  That
seemed to do it for him.  He grabbed hold of my hips at the garter straps
and began to slam me hard.  I could feel my bum cheeks quiver as he pounded
into me.  Tim was plowing in deeper then ever.  It felt like two cocks
fucking me.  As soon as he withdrew, he was deep in again. I began to cry
from pleasure.  My bed was creaking loudly as our bodies rocked back and
forth.


   Tim laid into me like that for a few minutes until he was at the edge of
exhaustion.  I swear, I passed out for a couple seconds, but came to when I
felt Tim stop at my entrance, then with all his remaining strength him
rammed in.  Holding still, he let out an "ahhh" that vibrated the room.
Instantly I felt his spasms roll thru his long cock.  It felt like his
circumference had doubled as the first of many cum jets began to erupt deep
in my innards.  His juices shot into me like little blasts from a canon.  I
leaned into him, accepting each drop of his seed.

   After the stronger shots passed, Tim began to work his cock in and out,
drawing the remaining cum from his balls.  I stayed motionless as his
rhythm slowed and blasts weakened.  He had filled me to the brim, but he
tried to pump in more.

   I finally had had enough.  I slumped forward, totally worn out.  Tim
leaned forward with me.  Tim was still hard and continued to use me as his
fuck doll.  He kept sliding in and out, reaming me good for a few more
minutes.  When he milked the last drops of cum from his balls and was near
exhaustion, Tim collapsed on top of me.  We both laid down flat on the bed.
With Tim on my back, and his cock still tucked deep inside, we both quietly
drifted off to sleep.

   When I awoke, Tim was still and quiet.  His face resting on my shoulder,
his breath was steady at my neck.  I could feel his cock still inside an
inch or so.  It was becoming soft and shrinking, then it slipped out.  When
it finally withdrew from my sore pussy, Tim began to come around.  His
gooey cock was laying in my crack, resting against my bum hole.  Then my
ass began to release its cum and lube mixture.  The juices trickled down
over my balls and on to the bed.  I couldn't move to cleanup, with Tim on
top and from pure exhaustion.

   After about fifteen minutes, Tim began to stir and slipped off of me.  I
was kind of disappointed that he had gotten up.  It was nice having a warm
body against mine as I lay there.

   While he moved to the edge of the bed, I rose up and rolled on to my
side.

   Tim sat up at the side of the bed and said, "I should go, it's getting
late.  Besides, someone might show up unexpectedly."

   Tim said, "It was a great night.  I hope it was for you too.  Maybe we
can do this again.

   I smiled saying, "It was great, and I am planning that we'll do this
again, soon."

   Tim slide off the bed, but I grabbed a hold of his six inch semi-hard
cock.  He turned towards me, as I wiped some of the goo off.  He stood with
his hands on his hips while I cleaned him with a towel.  As I swabbed his
head, his cock began to firm up again.

   I asked, "Are you sure you have to go?  It looks like it wants more."

   Tim smiled saying, "It might get hard but it won't do much.  You've worn
me out."

   I let go of him as he stepped over to pickup his coat and shirt.  I
watched his cute bum in his satin bikini and lacy garters as he dressed.
He sat on the chair as he undid the nylons I had put on him.  He said that
if he wore them home, his wife might find them.

   After the stockings were off, he handed them out to me.  I got up out of
bed, pulling up my panties as I shuffled towards him.  Then I followed Tim
out of the room, tickling his bum as we walked.  In the living room, Tim
picked up his pants and stepped into them.  As he pulled them up, I reached
in and tucked his semi-hard cock back to avoid his zipper.

   When he was zipped up and I had buckled his belt, he smiled at me.
After sliding on his shoes, we headed towards the door.  Before he opened
the door, he turned to me and said, "I love my wife but I need this too."

   I replied, "I want you to fuck me, too.  So, if we get together once in
awhile, I'm ok with it.  I don't want to mess up your marriage."

   Tim smiled and nodded his head.  Then in a last bit of playfulness he
reached around and pinched my bum.  I loved it, squealing like a girl.  He
opened the door and walked to his car as I hide behind it, still only
wearing my lingerie.  I watched as he drove away, then closed and locked
the door.  I headed first for the bathroom, then to my bedroom.

   Once in my room I quickly cleared the bed, randomly stuffing my things
in the boxes, then crawled in bed.  I was thoroughly fucked and ready for
sleep.  I passed out with a satisfied smile on my face.

   I'll write soon about the next time Tim and I got together.