POWER OF THE TOWEL Part Three

POWER OF THE TOWEL, Part Three An Erotic Production Producer...EROTICWRITER Director....My Imagination. THE CAST: JACOB Schwartz........... ..the long suffering father SUSAN Schwarz.............. the hot mother with demands REBECCA Schwartz.........the innocent daughter willing to learn HYMIE Kohn....................Rebecca's horny new husband MIRIAM Schwartz............Hymie's adventurous but deceased wife MILTON Kaplan..............having fun as the Rabbi ERIC Hightower................cameo role as the Cabin Steward JUAN Garcia.....................hired stud who can't believe his good fortune JOSEPH Knopf.................nipple feeling premature ejaculator "They were going to have to visit the Rabbi again." Two days later, Hymie and Rebecca were once again sitting with the Rabbi. Rebecca had remembered the silent message the Rabbi had sent her and she had been continuing to pretend to have no memory of Juan having stood naked above her while she was made love to by her husband. Because they were in a formal setting, in his office, once again they were calling him Rabbi rather than Milton. 'It didn't work, Rabbi. We did as instructed, my wife came closer than ever before, but still no orgasm." The Rabbi looked at Rebecca. "Rebecca? You came closer to coming than ever before? How much do you remember?" "First Rabbi," Rebecca answered quietly, "I want to let you know. I am not as concerned about it as Hymie is. I guess it is his male ego. I always feel quite happy after we are finished, and it pains me to see Hymie all worried about me not coming. My mother...I guess I can trust you to keep this to yourself since you have known her so long, my mother told me that she was married at least six months before she could acheive orgasms, and she has assured me that in time, I shall be enjoying sex to the fullest, just like she does." The Rabbi smiled and nodded in response. "Yes, I have known Susan and your father for all the time since you have been born, and maybe four or five years before. I performed their wedding ceremony as you know, and they have been long time friends. I think your mother is a fine woman and you should listen to her." "But Rabbi," Rebecca sniffed, "I have been listening to her. I believe her about love taking time. It is Hymie who has the problem with me not climaxing." "Yes," said the Rabbi, nodding solemnly. "And it is Hymie I am concerned about, as well as you. I think we need to work on this and do it now. We need to know if every thing was done right. So tell me all you remember about having sex with Hymie in front of that young man." Rebecca looked sad, but interested in discussing the act. "All I remember about the act is Hymie putting it in..." She hesitated, "this is kind of embarrassing." "Go ahead, my dear. I need to hear all so that I can make a determination." The Rabbi, despite playing his role of family counselor, found his penis tingling in his pants. Thank goodness the table was in the way so they couldn't see it. Rebecca gulped. "Maybe I should go back closer to the beginning. I remember Hymie telling us to disrobe. That's how he did it. Led us into the bedroom and told us to take our clothes off. I remember taking my clothes off in front of Juan, that was his name, and then lying down." As she spoke of disrobing in front of the hired stranger, the Rabbi sighed inwardly as he stole a quick glance at Rebecca's tits, so obvious under that red dress. 'Yes, he was thinking, I wish I could have been that lucky young man.' Rebecca kept talking, though she had noticed his glance down at her breasts. 'Did Milton just look at my tits?' "I was embarrassed because no one had ever seen me nude before, except for Hymie. Hymie got on top of me, then he...then he put it in and I don't remember anything after that except for it feeling good until Hymie was off of me and Juan was somewhere off to the side with his back turned to us while he put his underwear on." "Hmmm," the Rabbi nodded while staring into Rebecca's eyes. Her story had been lacking in detail, so far. He looked over at Hymie. "It sounds like everything worked as it should with the towel, at least as far as her memory was concerned. The towel was also supposed to aid in getting her turned on. Rebecca," he asked while looking back at her, "I have a hunch. You said 'Hymie got on top of me.' That sounds pretty quick. Did Hymie spend much time trying to arouse you before he told Juan to start waving the towel?" Rebecca shook her head. "I definitely remember that part. Hymie didn't take much time at all. I mean, he laid on my right and played with my breasts and my, well, you know. I was more aware of the fact that Juan was watching us rather than feeling what Hymie was doing because the.." she hesitated, searching for the right word..."the atmosphere wasn't very romantic. Hymie he didn't even kiss me. It seemed like he was trying harder to become erect than to get me aroused." She looked over from the Rabbi to Hymie, and Hymie nodded and said, "I'm sorry, I guess that's probably true." Rebecca quckly added: "Hymie doesn't have any problem becoming aroused when we are alone, I just want to put that in." Rebecca was trying to soothe Hymie's feelings and letting the Rabbi know that Hymie could still cut the mustard when it came to becoming hard. The Rabbi nooded understandibly in response and she continued. "Hymie put his finger in me and kept stroking in and out." She paused..."I remember that his finger hurt me when he first stuck it in because I'm so small and I wasn't lubricated yet. He did it hard and fast for a little while but it wasn't affecting me because it all seemed so...sterile. So when Hymie put it in, his penis, I was still dry...at first." "I see," said the Rabbi, thinking about how Rebecca had described herself as 'being small' where Hymie's finger was concerned. 'Now she is beginning to open up,' he was thinking, 'and she's starting to discuss the horny details!' He looked over at Hymie sort of accusingly, and in defense, Hymie quickly said: "I know I messed up. I was nervous about the whole thing. I was having trouble becoming erect because there was another man watching, and it seemed like Rebecca was trying to give him a good show. I guess I was just thinking of how important it was for me to perform and I neglected getting Rebecca prepared." "Hymie, it sounds like part of the fault lies with you." The Rabbi wanted to say most of the fault, but again, he was being considerate of Hymie's feelings in front of his wife. "Even though you were using your finger in her, you needed to give your wife more time to become aroused before you had the young man start waving the towel. Still," he paused, "it sounds like your young wife is a particularly difficult case, because the towel almost always works. Are you sure that he, the young man, was standing naked beside the bed and waving the towel vigorously over you while you made love?" "Yes, Rabbi," Hymie answered, "I think he was waving it vigorously. I could feel the breeze from it all the while." "And was the young man actually naked? Did you see his penis?" The Rabbi was looking at Hymie because he knew that Rebecca could not give that answer. Wisely, Rebecca kept her thoughts to herself as Hymie answered. "I believe he was naked. After I mounted her, I told him to remove his underwear and stand beside the bed and wave the towel so that Rebecca would not see his nudity and remember nothing from that point until after we had finished." He paused, "Do you think it is possible that he never took his underwear off?" "Maybe." The Rabbi looked at Rebecca, hoping that she knew to keep her mouth shut about the towel not actually making her forget. "And you Rebecca, what else do you remember of the affair? I need to know so that I can determine how well the towel was working and what we need to do to have a better chance of succeeding the next time." Rebecca sensed that Milton was wanting to hear some intimate details of what had happened sexually, details that Hymie was not providing. She answered nervously, but deep down this conversation was getting her excited. She decided to go into greater detail to spice up the counseling session, but at the same time, she could not reveal what she supposedly could not remember. "Like I said, I...I remember meeting him and thinking that Hymie had picked a handsome man like I had asked, and I remember being told to take my clothes off just seconds later. I am sure that my face was bright red. I remember standing there slowly taking my clothes off in front of a complete stranger and being embarrassed while he watched. I came down to just bra and panties. Then, when the bra came off, he was...well, he was really staring at my breasts." She giggled and sort of stuck her chest out forward to better display them. "Rabbi, I guess you can't blame him for staring at them since they are so large and firm. I think my nipples were sticking way out too." At this point, her mention of nipples suddenly getting him interested in the line of discussion, Hymie interjected. "They were. I couldn't help but notice how your nipples were sticking out. I was wondering if it was from nervousness or maybe because you were getting excited." Rebecca smiled at Hymie and simply said, "Both. When I saw his eyes and how we was looking at my tits, I have to admit that it, that it kind of turned me on to be looked at like that. It wasn't him," she quickly added: "I wasn't getting turned on to him, it was just the idea of it. I think that he might have wanted to devour me right there. I've had boys, and men too even when I was just a girl, staring at my tits, but this was the first time that someone, a stranger, who was staring, was actually getting to see them uncovered." Knowing what she was probably really thinking, that she liked showing them off, Milton pretended to nod understandably and then asked a bold and intimate question of Rebecca. Perhaps he should not have done so, but he suspected that both Rebecca and Hymie wouldn't think anything of it later. "What color are your nipples, so that I can picture what was in your minds, all three of you." She looked surprised, but proud. "Pink. They are bright pink I think" Milton being funny, added, "Both nipples?" He smiled. Rebecca giggled, and Hymie smiled. "Yes, both of my nipples are pink." Covering his tracks, the Rabbi used his counseling technique, which had worked to great advantage over the years in order to elicit details of his constituent's sex lives. . "I need to know these things so that I can better understand what happened and what did not happen, and how we may improve upon future attempts." His penis was dripping in his pants, and Hymie knew that he was going to have to be careful not to allow them to see the stain when he came out from behind his desk Rebecca nodded her agreement, though she suspected that Milton was just wanting to hear sexy details. Then she went on with her story, which she was sure by now was getting Milton very excited and maybe her husband. And then of course," she paused, "then I had to remove my panties and he got to see my lower half, my shiny black pubic hair and maybe a little of what lies within. Again, he kept staring, but I stood my ground and didn't try to hide it. He couldn't see a whole lot while I was still standing upright in any case. I knew it didn't matter what he was seeing while I was standing because pretty soon he would be watching while I was lying down and Hymie was putting his...his penis in there." Both men felt their heartbeats increase in pace at hearing her say that. Hymie because she was revealing intimate details in front of Milton, and Milton because he was unbelievably hearing this from sweet little Rebecca and in front of Hymie. Hymie wasn't trying to silence her, so she kept on. "Since the towel wasn't waving yet, I remember lying down on my back and spreading my legs. Hymie wasn't using his hands to guide my legs so I just did it on my own. I was hoping to aid Hymie in becoming aroused. But that part came to be very embarrasing because Juan's eyes got really big upon seeing me...opening up like that. I opened my legs wide at the knees and sort of kept my ankles together so Hymie would still have room to lie down beside me. Juan could probably see inside me a little bit since I was so wide. That took a lot of nerve on my part, because no one, only Hymie had ever seen me exposed like that." She looked over at Hymie, who was sitting in another chair three feet away, and blew him a little kiss with her lips. "I belong to you, Hymie, remember that." Then she looked back at Milton and continued. "I was embarrassed that Juan was seeing me intimately, very intimately, But I did it because I was worried about Hymie. I knew that he might have difficulty becoming erect in front of another man and I was trying to help him become aroused." Rebecca paused, seeing that Hymie was nodding his head in thanks at her understanding of his problem, and at Milton, who was licking his lips and waiting to hear more. Milton again asked her an intimate question, but it seemed legit since the idea was that Rebecca was supposed to be getting aroused at that time. "Rebecca, tell me because I need to know what level of arousal you were at before the towel started to wave. Did it turn you on, perhaps a little, that Juan was seeing your vagina, and maybe even inside?" Rebecca gulped, and they both noticed it. She nodded, and looked embarrassed at having to admit what she was about to say, but Rebecca sensed that her answer was what they wanted to hear. And she believed that both men, not just the Rabbi wanted to hear the details of what she was thinking. "I...perhaps I shouldn't have been aroused, but the thought of another man seeing me like that, did get me aroused some. He, well, it did turn me on maybe more than a little bit. I think right about then that I wished the towel was not going to be waving because I sort of wanted to make love to Hymie and put on a show for him, for Juan I mean. I wanted it to look good, and I wanted Hymie to look like he knew what he was doing, and I wanted to be able to remember it, afterwards." She turned and smiled at Hymie, and Hymie, thinking that she truly was thinking of his feelings at that time, smiled back. Both men were straining their ears in her direction in order to better hear her. "Then, while I was laying there with my legs opened, Hymie put his finger in, and I moaned because I was still dry and his finger felt big. I remember wishing that he had stuck his finger in his mouth, or mine, and gotten it wet first." Hymie interrupted, possibly because he wanted to brag to Milton about how tight his lovely and young little wife was. "She's right. I goofed again. She's really tight, even after she gets wet, and I should have been more considerate. I owe her a big thank you for trying so hard and being so patient with me." When Hymie had finished bragging about her pussy, Rebecca continued with her story. "Hymie began stroking it in and out, he was, he was fucking me with his finger. I was making some noise I think and I was very aware that Juan was watching the whole time, staring at my pussy while Hymie was fucking it with his finger. My face was probably beet red. After a while I got sort of wet and I kept playing with his penis, Hymie's penis, and it was getting harder. Then I remember Hymie getting up on his knees and showing me his erection. He was waving it back and forth while I looked at it, indicating that he was ready," Now she noticed that Milton had leaned forward, wanting to hear more, so she spiced up her story, and perhaps did some exaggerating. Hoping to excite both males, she deliberately assumed a look of excitement on her face, and allowed her eyes to look bright and shiny as she opened them wider. "Hymie, his cock I mean, looked really big and hard, more so than ever before. It turned me on to see it, so I thought that this time it might work. He got on top of me and he felt extra big going in and I remember letting out some little moans." She giggled: "He usually makes me moan a little when he puts it in anyhow, even when I am good and wet. I guess...I guess like he says, I'm kind of small down there." Proudly, Hymie interjected, because he liked how Rebecca fitted around his little penis. "She is Rabbi. She's very tight. Even now, after several months of marriage, she still feels like a virgin to me." Rebecca was somewhat shocked that Hymie would say something so intimate and personal like that about her, but she realized that Hymie was pleased at how tight she was and how she had waited until marriage to 'give it up.' She knew that a man saying that a woman is tight is the complimentary equivalent to a woman saying that a man has a big cock. She gave Hymie a sly little smile, and noticed out of the corner of her eye that Milton was smiling even broader than she was upon hearing this revelation about her. Milton was hearing what she had said, and Hymie bragging, but Rebecca had said something that Milton had picked up on. He wondered if he should bring it up, then decided to go with it. This was a very erotic talk, and Milton wanted to discuss her sex life in intimate and personal details, even possibly dragging out her secret thoughts. "Rebecca. A minute ago I heard you say something. It probably isn't a problem since you are so tight. But you said that when Hymie was getting ready to put it in, and displaying it for you, and maybe Juan, that his cock looked really big and hard, more so than ever before. Than you went on to say that you thought that this time it might work. That confuses me, because you also said that Hymie felt extra big going in, and that he usually makes you moan when he puts it in. But your saying that you though that this time it might work is what caught my ear. Are you saying that sometimes, Hymie's cock feels small, and that you might be able to come, that it might work, if he was bigger?" Rebecca was almost horrified at hearing what she had inadvertently said, that this time it might work because Hymie looked bigger. "Oh, no Rabbi. I didn't mean that. It came out different than what I meant to say. Hymie is big enough for me. At least he seems to be since the fit is always so tight between us. I don't see how bigger could be better." Unsaid, she did not go on to say that Hymie only felt big enough at first. Hoping that she had saved the situation in front of Hymie, she smiled at Milton and continued; "I was still dry this time because Hymie hadn't taken time to prepare me, especially the no kissing part. Then, once Hymie had gotten it all the way in and I was partially wet inside, he told Juan to wave the towel. Even then I was thinking, 'I don't know if I am turned on enough, and now becuase of the towel I won't know what happens next. Oh...wait! I just remembered something else. Before the towel was waving, and after Hymie had penetrated me, I remember Juan staring down looking rigtht under Hymie's rear, and I told Hymie that Juan was seeing my lips all wrapped around his penis, and that it felt tight, the fit, and I thought that it probably looked really hot. Some words to that effect." Milton felt his heart leap. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, and from whom. Hymie nodded sheepishly. "Maybe she wasn't supposed to remember that part. I was feeling the same thing she was, how tight it was, and I also remember thinking how warm, or rather, how hot her pussy was feeling. She said that it probably looked really hot. It not only looked really hot, it was feeling that way. I was enoying the feel of her warm pussy and I was a little slow telling Juan to start waving the towel. It might not matter all that much. She knew he would be seeing all that anyhow, and she doesn't seem to be all embarrassed over it." Milton was not believing his ears. 'Just listen to these people how they are talking. And Hymie, I've never heard him speak like this before.' Rebecca smiled and continued: "I'm not embarrassed over it. After that, I don't remember much of anything except that Hymie seemed to feel extra good. Maybe it was the towel working its' magic. Or maybe it might have been because I was looking at Juan's penis, IF he was showing it to me, I don't know. I kept trying to come until Hymie...until Hymie climaxed. I distinctly remember that. Hymie came hard, his body tightened up and I felt every throb." She giggled and looked at both Hymie and Milton. "Hymie must have had an extra good comee because it took me quite a while to drain it and clean up after they had left." Both men smiled knowingly, and Milton was wishing that it had been his load and not Hymie's. Rebecca knew that she had captured an audience now, an audience of two that was hot to hear horny details. "After Hymie had climbed off, I remember how cool the air felt on my hot pussy as he pulled it out. I had not come, but I felt so good and so lazy that I just wanted to keep lying there. This might sound crazy, but I remember thinking that Juan might like to jack off because he was so horny. But Hymie had told him to stop waving the towel. I wasn't supposed to remember seeing his penis, so I knew that it couldn't happen. I looked over to see what he was doing, and the young man, Juan, was getting dressed. He had his back to me so I didn't see anything." She paused, then added: Well, I saw his butt, and I couldn't help thinking that it looked nice and firm, and..." 'oh boy they might be shocked at this.."and I sort of wondered what it would be like to dig my fingers into his ass." She saw the look in both men's eyes and decided to go it one step further. "Also, I remember now, he was bending over to put each leg into his underwear, and I could see his testicles hanging down. I remember that they looked maybe, golden brown in color, and quite large, and I think that I might even have caught a quick glimpse, a couple of inches maybe, of his penis dangling. His balls were blocking the view, but I am pretty sure I caught a glimpse of strange cock." She looked into both men's eyes, and seeing their interest, added something else. "I saw the end of his penis, the bottom from that angle, so I guess since he wasn't hard that I was seeing the end of his cock. It was, it looked strange. He had skin covering it, all the way down, so I guess that is what you call uncircumsized. That's the first uncut one I ever saw, and it looked strange. I remember thinking that I wanted to see more, just to see what an uncut cock looked like." Milton laughed nervously, hoping that Hymie was not getting upset that she had admitted to remembering seeing a portion of Juan's penis because the towel was not waving and saying that she had wished to see more of it. "Yes, your husband, me, all us Jewish men have been cut. Were you trying to see what he had, or was that just an accident?" "I just happened to look his way, and at that exact moment over he went, pointing his butt at me. So I looked. The goodies were dangling, and I saw them before I had a chance to look away." Milton looked amused. "And did you try to look away?" Milton was enjoying this talk, he suspected that Hymie, for the most part, was also enjoying it. They were repeating sometimes, but it was a turn on to go over some items. "Truthfully, no. I was maybe a little bit curious as to what his penis might have looked like, and what size it was and all that. But I couldn't tell from the backside. After all that, and not knowing exactly what Hymie had done, and what Juan had been able to see while Hymie was fucking me, I was trying to gather all the information I could, to be honest." Milton had a stiffer cock than he had experienced in months. "So the towel worked, the memory part I mean. You really don't know if you were seeing his penis while Hymie was making love to you?" Milton had his reasons for putting emphasis on Rebecca's not remembering, and that was for the purpose of convincing Hymie to try again. Rebecca's face reddened. "No Rabbi, I don't remember. I remember Hymie making love to me, most of the act I think. I was talking to him, and it was feeling good, and I was doing a lot of talking, but nothing else. Wasn't that the way it was supposed to work with the towel?" The Rabbi nodded 'Yes' and stroked his beard in thought as his eyes looked into Rebecca's in an attempt to tell her that he understood. "This might call for a more extreme method. The towel has only failed on two occasions before since it has been in my possession, but never failed to work on the second attempt." "Second attempt? There is still hope?" Hymie's voice took on an air of excitement. "Tell us good Rabbi, so that we might achieve happiness within our marriage." The Rabbi had expected this, and was looking into Rebecca's eyes rather than Hymie's. Since he was very turned on by Rebecca, he really didn't want her going on to step two, but he had to. "You must try again. This time you Hymie," he said while turning his head to look directly at Hymie, "you must stand naked over your wife while a young man, possibly the same man as before makes love to your wife. While you are waving the towel beside the bed, Rebecca will stare up at you, associate your penis with the pleasure she is feeling, and I am certain will achieve her first orgasm." Milton had seen the shocked look at the suggestion of another man fucking her on both of their faces, but continued on before either could interrupt. "Time is of the essence. The last time, you hurried things along, and it failed. Allow him to take his time warming her up so that Rebecca will have enough time for the magic of the towel to do its' work. She will be feeling uninhibited and might say all kinds of things, both to him and maybe to you. Do not hurry them while they are fucking, even if you feel jealousy over her seeming to enjoy him, which, hopefully, she will be. After she has her climax, don't tell him to get off right away. She will probably enjoy feeling him come inside her.She might even come a second time, but do not be concerned. It will help her to come for you, under you at a later time You must continue to wave the towel over her until after he has climbed off and put his trousers on. She will remember him having come to the house with you. She will remember removing her clothes in front of him, and she will remember saying goodbye to him when her leaves, but that is all. If the towel is used properly, then afterwards, after she has had sex with the other man, she will have no memory of having seen his penis or of having been penetrated by it. She will only remember that it was you, and your penis that did the deed. That is the magical power of the towel." Hymie was still in shock. What he had been hearing as Milton had prattled on, he could not fully comphrehend. All the sex talk had loosened his lips. "Allow another man to make love to my wife? The first guy, Juan, might not be available if we decide to use him. We might have to find still another stranger, who knows? I love Rebecca, and she loves me, and we have bonded in marriage. She is supposed to be yoked as one with me, for all eternity. If we consent to this, I would have to wave a towel and watch this guy who doesn't even know Rebecca, let alone having married her, gets to feel her up on the tits and fingers her pussy and maybe kisses her. Wait, because of the towel he does kiss her and she is responding passionately." Hymie started shaking his head and looking down at the floor. Both Rebecca and Milton were watching him with wide eyes. What he was saying, both of them were finding to be very erotic. "Then he gets on top of her and Rebecca probably aims it for him. He works it in, enjoying her incredible tightness until finally he gets his hard dick all the way into her tight little pussy. Because the towel has loosened up her thinking, I wave and watch while she goes crazy talking to him, and maybe making me jealous while she tells me how it feels. Then he goes on and fucks her forever, making her come who knows how many times before he shoots his load!" Hymie again shook his head. "She's so small. What if he turns out to be too big for her, and since they have started and Rebecca has gotten aroused and it is too late to call it quits so she lets him put it into her and it hurts? I'd have to stand there while he works it into her. I'd be waving the towel, dying inside and encouraging her to keep trying while she is moaning or maybe even crying. Maybe she eventually is able to take him, but by then she is all stretched out and won't feel the same for me after that. Because of the towel, she might think that I made her come, but she might wonder why we don't fit like we used to. That is asking a lot, Rabbi. I love Rebecca and...and I don't think that I could ever allow another man to touch her as long as I live." As Hymie was speaking, he was afraid to look over at his wife for fear that she might not be in agreement with him. "This is what you must do, Hymie, if you wish to achieve total harmony within your marriage. Rebecca needs to have a first orgasm so she can keep having them. Don't worry about the 'making love' part. Since he does not know Rebecca, he will not be 'making love' to your wife. To him, he will be...the Rabbi paused, thought of saying 'fucking or screwing.' then changed his mind. "He will be 'having sex' with her. You are getting older Hymie, and may only have a few years left of happiness. In the future Rebecca will be able to achieve orgasms with you, she will have no memory of the other man, his penis, or what they have done. She will only remember having reached an orgasm with you, maybe more than one, and like I said she will continue to do so in the future. Maybe not every time, but more often than not." The Rabbi looked over at Rebecca, and smiling knowingly, she nodded her head excitedly in agreement. Every wild thing Hymie had been saying had gotten her very hot. Hymie was in shock. Not only had his Rabbi, supposedly a long-time personal friend, suggested that he allow his wife to be fucked by another man, but Rebecca seemed to like the idea. Hymie frowned, "I just don't know Rabbi. Let another man, someone strange, have the woman I love? Allow him to put his penis in her? That would break my heart to have to do that." The Rabbi saw the concern, more like fear in Hymie's eyes. "Well, there might be something else we could try first." "What's that, Rabbi? Please tell me." "The most important thing is the towel. The towel has powers, not only of helping to arouse a woman if waved properly, but also of course of making her forget with who if it is another man and what she is doing. We have already seen proof that the towel works. If you like, I could stand over you and wave the towel while you make love to Rebecca. You have stated that you are unsure as to whether the young man was naked and waved the towel properly, so this way you could be sure. If it is possible for just you and the towel to do the deed, without involving a stranger, it might be worth while for you to try once more before we resort to using another man and having him enter her body." The Rabbi of course wanted to see Rebecca naked. Milton had watched her develop over the years, and many times he had wished that he could make an offer of marriage to Rebecca to her mother, and to Rebecca. If Hymie would go along with this, the Rabbi would not only get to see Rebecca naked and getting laid, but also get to see Hymie's penis. The Rabbi had a good reason for wanting to see Hymie's penis. He wanted to compare it to his own. Ten years ago, the Rabbi had put the rod to Hymie's wife Miriam, not just once, but at least a dozen times. It could be called making love rather than fucking because they had become quite involved. This had been before Miriam had become deathly ill. Hymie was taking business trips out of town, and the Rabbi and Hymie's wife had been provided plenty of opportunity. The Rabbi and Hymie's wife had never discussed her sex life at home, but Miriam had certainly been more than enthusiastic about going to bed with Milton and being fucked in every possible way. Yes, though they had perhaps been in love, they had fucked like animals. Sometimes Miriam had literally devoured Milton's penis, grabbing at it, licking and sucking on it, and aiming it into her pussy with great enthusiasm. Miriam had also loved doing the 69 with Milton, which she had admitted Hymie never did. Ever since, Milton had wondered about Miriam's enthusiasm over his cock, and how it compared to Hymie's. Now Hymie had a new wife, a very young and gorgeous one. But the Rabbi doubted that he could ever seduce Rebecca because of the great age difference between them, although he was several years younger than Hymie. Yes, Hymie had gotten to marry Rebecca, and their ages were even further apart, but that was different. Miriam and Milton had been close in age, and that had made it easier to secuce her. Fucking Rebecca was probably a no-starter, but to get a chance to see Rebecca naked, and getting fucked? Oy Vay! Better than nothing. And of course, he would get to see Hymie's cock. Hymie was nodding his head, not excitedly, but like he was more in thought. 'Allow my good friend Milton to see Rebecca naked? I guess that would be alright. Since he is our Rabbi, it could be like he is our family doctor in a way. I would rather try that than bring Juan or some other young stud over to fuck my wife.' Hymie looked at the Rabbi. "I think I would like to try that first, if Rebecca agrees." Hymie then looked over at Rebecca with his eyebrows raised. Rebecca had been listening to the whole thing and laughing inside. She knew what the good Rabbi was up to. She knew that Milton was aware that she would remember all that happened, and what she would be seeing. She knew that Milton hoped to show her his dick, but so far it had gone unsaid out loud as to whether the good Rabbi Milton would stand naked over her while he waved the towel. It could be interesting to see what this old boy is packing, though, and he is younger than Hymie. Rebecca pretended to think it over in depth. Taking her time, she looked down at the floor, and then at both men, then at Milton alone. "I guess we could try it. But Rabbi, you suggested before that the young man needed to stand naked over me. Would you also be doing that? Of course, I would not remember, but I might still need to be looking at a strange penis, don't you think?" The Rabbi's mind leaped. 'Yes, yes! Exactly what I wanted to hear.' He knew now that Rebecca wanted to see his cock. Not to fuck maybe, but to satisfy her curiosity. Thrilled at the prospect of not only seeing Rebecca naked, but getting to display himself before her and know that she would of course, remember, the Rabbit nodded. This was exciting. "It would work best that way. Your chances of having a first orgasm would be greatly increased if I was to stand naked beside you while I wave the towel." Perhaps Hymie had not thought of that, that Milton would be standing naked over Rebecca, although she would not remember. But Hymie had already agreed to try fucking her to orgasm in front of Milton, so apparently he was willing to let his good friend see his wife naked, and all that would go with it. Milton looked into Rebecca's eyes, hoping that she could come up with a way to convince Hymie to go along. If she did, and it happened, he would get a chance to show her how his cock could get hard without being touched, and very possibly, he hoped, how much larger it was than Hymie's. And Rebecca did convince Hymie, and easily. Looking from the Rabbi and then over at her husband, Rebecca sighed, then stood up and walking over to her husband, she took his hand and said; "Darling. I would much preferthat, with the Rabbi watching rather than bringing someone strange into our home to have sex with me. If we did it with Juan, or someone else, even though I would not remember the act, the stranger would know, and you would know that he had done things with me, and I guess I would know too although I wouldn't remember or know all that had happened. I think we should allow the good Rabbi to try first, you know, just waving the towel. If that doesn't work, then we can try the other." Rebecca of course, had strong memories and desires for Juan, but she was willing to experiment. Doing some sex in front of the Rabbi might be good for laughs, and she could pretend not to remember, afterwards. In the process, she would be diminishing any thoughts that Hymie might have that she wanted Juan to come back and fuck her. Choose the 'less desirable' now, get the 'more desirable' later. Of course Rebecca had no plans to reach a climax while Milton waved the towel, because if she did, that would blow her chances of getting to fuck Juan. Hymie was looking a little sad at the thought of allowing Milton to see his wife naked, and more, but there was a hint of brightness and hope in his eyes. Rebecca was passing up a chance to be fucked by Juan! "Yes, let's do it. Rabbi, can you come over tonight? Milton was kicking himself. "Not tonight. I have to attend a rehearsal for a marriage that I am performing on Saturday. But I could be available either tomorrow afternoon until four or in the evening after seven." Hymie looked at Rebecca inquisitively. "Tomorrow night will be fine," she said, smilingly. They stood up to leave, and Milton decided that he would remain seated so they would not see the big stain that had formed on his trousers. As Hymie was heading out the door with Rebecca in the lead, he stopped and turned back towards the Rabbi. Rebecca sensed that Hymie had stopped and came back into the room. Before she had a chance to ask Hymie if anything was wrong, Hymie was asking Milton about something that could go wrong. "Rabbi? I've been thinking. What if it doesn't work again, this time with you waving the towel? If Rebecca does not have her orgasm, what do we do?" Milton knew the answer, his preferred answer, but was hoping that the question would not come up until after he had gotten to see Rebecca strip, get laid, and also after he had been able to compare Hymie's cock to his own. "Well, I was hoping that wouldn't happen, with me waving the towel. But if Rebecca still doesn't come, and that would surprise me, we would have to go to step two." "Which is...?" Hymie thought he knew the answer but wanted to hear it. "One choice: Like I said, you invite another man into your home, maybe the same guy, or, since you didn't seem to like that plan when I mentioned it before, maybe I could...have sex with Rebecca for you while you wave the towel. That way, it would not be a stranger that you are not sure of." Milton hesitated, then went on. "I've counseled many couples through the years, usually about other things, but sometimes problems with sex. I've suggested using the towel to, let me see, over a dozen couples. It worked after one time for most of the couples, all except two. For one of those two couples the first time did not work. They tried again, using the same man they had brought home before, and the wife had her orgasm." Milton was speaking, but looking only at Hymie. "With the other couple, the couple had been married for six months and she still couldn't climax." Milton's eyes happened to catch Rebecca's, and he quickly looked away, which put Rebecca on alert. 'Why did Milton look away so quick?' Milton was talking. "The husband was very jealous and would not go along with his wife even being seen by a stranger, so finally they decided to use me waving the towel. He tried hard, and she came close while I was waving the towel for them, but no cigar. So, after some discussion, the wife wanting to try and the husband not, the wife won out and they decided to allow me to have sex with her while the husband waved the towel. It worked, she came, more than once actually, and later she could climax with her husband. Problem solved." Rebecca was stunned at what she was hearing, and Milton's mention of six months had done it. Rebecca was remembering something her father had said to her concerning her mother and himself: "It was nothing, really. Teething problems in an early marriage. After about six months, we worked it out with Milton's help. It is best that you don't ask your mother, it will only create another long discussion that I'll have to carry on with her." And now, remembering that, Rebecca was also remembering what her mother had told her before she had married Hymie:, about how it had been several months, around six months into her marriage before she began achieving climaxes. Bingo! "He fucked my mother! Milton waved the phony towel and watched daddy on top of mother and was probably laughing while showing her his dick, and she probably grabbed it, then later sometime Milton fucked my mother while poor daddy had to watch and wave the towel. I know mother, and it was probably she pushing daddy into going along with the whole thing.' She stared at Milton.'And now he wants to do it with me. See me naked and getting fucked and wave the towel and most likely be showing me a cock larger than Hymie's since Hymie is so small, and when I don't climax, he will be hoping I don't climax, Milton hopes that he will be the one fucking me instead of Juan. Like mother, like daughter, that's what he is thinking, but it isn't going to happen!' Despite her hidden anger, Rebecca felt her vagina getting wet over the thought of Milton having fucked her mother and almost getting to fuck her as well through trickery. In a way, it might have been interesting to see, feel and fuck the cock that gave mother her first orgasm. NEXT: POWER OF THE TOWEL Part Four 5363 1.67/512345

The Workout

THE WORKOUT As Most of you loyal DW readers are aware my wife Liz and I have been married for about twenty years now and during that time I have had the pleasure of watching a lot of men fuck my beautiful bride. I know that I'm very biased but I truly believe that she is even more lovely now than on the day I met her. DW has been kind enough to post a few of her pictures, so we will let you be the judge. One thing my wife has become very religious about is working out on a regular basis to keep herself in excellent physical condition, again you be the judge, and that physical conditioning is really how this story came about.... I really enjoy "catching" my wife "cheating" on me. About a week ago we were doing some work around the house, re-modeling and such, and so as we needed to haul different things home from the home improvement centers with us we took the back seat out of my wife's Cherokee. The projects began to get more and more complete and as they did that back seat began to get more and more in the way sitting there in the garage. I told Liz on several occasions that I would like to put it back in the car but she kept insisting that she needed it out for awhile longer. After a few tries to get it out of my way I finally just gave up and worked around it. Well one afternoon Liz was getting ready to go to the gym and as I usually do when she is gone, I was getting ready to go for a nice long run. As I watched her getting dressed I couldn't help but think how sexy she looked even in her workout clothes. She was wearing these tight little black leggings and what looks like a one piece swimsuit top with a very narrow bottom, you know the kind, the ones that just have a small strip of material to cover the mound and then a strip that pulls between the ass cheeks.......anyhow it was dark green and then she had on sexy little ankle socks and her cross trainers, she looked good enough to eat! We live out in the country so there are plenty of places to run. One of my favorites is up an old logging road that leads to these spectacular waterfalls. The road is seldom used anymore and I don't think a lot of people know that it even exists. It was a very nice afternoon ( rare this time of year for us ) and as I ran along enjoying every minute I thought about what a lucky guy I've been. As I got closer and closer to the falls I began envisioning myself getting a nice cold drink and maybe even a quick skinny dip just to get the old heart pumping, I mean I was REALLY looking forward to the solitude of those falls. I began to pick up my pace in anticipation of what was ahead and as I rounded the last corner, straining to get that first glimpse.........THERE WAS A FUCKING MOTORCYCLE!!!!! My dreams were shattered and as I got closer I could see through the trees that there was some kind of vehicle there too, I couldn't believe it, nobody came up here in the middle of the week. I slowed my pace and as I got closer to the falls that vehicle started looking more and more familiar, it was my wifes Cherokee!! What the....... I moved closer, staying in the tree cover and as I did I noticed that the back of the rig was open. I moved around to where I could see inside and immediately I began to get hard. There was my lovely wife laying on her back, still dressed in her workout clothes and next to her was this great looking young stud. He was laying on his side rubbing her tits and kissing her as they whispered to each other and she had unbuttoned his levis and was playing with his cock. My own cock was in a bit of a bind so I quickly shed my jockstrap and moved in for a closer look. The young man had slipped the straps of her top off her shoulders and pushed it down around her waist. Her nipples were as hard as rocks and he was taking turns with them, sucking first one and then the other as his hand played with the free one. Liz was getting hot and I could see as I slipped even closer that the dark green strip of material between her legs was getting even darker as her juices began to flow. My wife and her lover were into their own little world now, nothing mattered to them except their own physical pleasure, they were kissing passionately and I could hear their kisses from 6' away. Liz was starting to roll her hips as her lover continued to fondle and suck her tits and after a few more minutes of that my wife slipped off her lovers shirt and pulled him on top of her. He immediately began "dry humping" her and she spread wide for him as her hands tugged at his pants. He was more than eager to comply with her request that he "take his pants off and let me feel your cock" and in a few seconds his pants and shoes were laying on the ground outside of the car. My wife massaged his now bare ass and reached lower to fondle his balls as he continued to grind his cock against her nylon covered pussy. As the heat continued to build her lover tried to remove her leggings on several occasions only to be stopped by my little cock teasing wife. Finally she slipped out from underneath of him and got him on his back as she crawled between his legs. This was my first glimpse of his cock and let me tell you it was monstrous! This kid was hung like a mule and although I've seen a lot of cocks plowing my wifes love nest I was wondering how she was going to make this one fit. We have kind of an unwritten agreement between us that when my wife is fucking guys with extremely large cocks she does so in moderation so that her pussy can "get back to normal" so that I can enjoy her too. Well this kid was going to have to wait months for her pussy to "get back to normal" when he got through with it! She grabbed his cock with both hands and began masturbating him as she lowered her head and began licking his helmet. Her saliva ran down his cock as she lubed him up and she forced the head of his cock and a couple of inches into her mouth. He was pleading for her to go slow as he was about to cum and in the process telling her he wanted to cum in her pussy. She stopped sucking long enough to tease him again, " ohhh she's married baby, you don't want to fuck another mans wife do you?". Yessss I do he moaned as her tongue licked his balls, I've wanted to fuck you ever since I first saw you! "Mmmmm I knew you were big baby, I've been watching you too, but if you put this in me my husband will know I've been fooling around". Liz pushed off her leggings and dropped them next to her lovers pants on the ground, she swung around into a 69 with her lover and whispered "do you think you'll fit?". She saw me then and smiled a wicked smile as she whispered to her licking lover "do you want my husbands pussy baby?", Yessss he pleaded, " she wants you to baby, she wants you REAL bad!". I thought I was going to get caught as my wifes lover scrambled to get between her legs but she was scrambling too and got turned around as he chased her dripping cunt. My wife spread wide and her lovers aim was true as his cock bumped her clit, slid down her slit and into her tunnel of love. "Aghhhh" she moaned as he began driving his tool into her pussy, "easy baby" she pleaded as he continued to go deeper and deeper with each stroke. She had him fired up and nothing was going to stop him now that he had his cock where he wanted it. When he had his cock about 3/4 of the way in Liz finally gave up on slowing him down and spread as wide as her car would let her. She still wore her cross trainers and ankle socks and I could see the muscles in her legs straining as her feet pushed against the car and her sweet ass began to lift to meet her lovers strokes. The two became one as their rhythm matched, the kid driving deep and my wifes hungry pussy lips straining as they gobbled up his cock, What an exciting site to behold! I was loving every thrust and carried away with watching my wifes beautiful cunt servicing this young stud when she began to moan, she was cumming and it was going to be a big one! Her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms pulled him down on top of her. She licked his face and his mouth as she begged him to "fuck meeeee!!!". "Fuck your married pussy?" he teased, stopping for a minute. Well that did it, she was trying to fuck him from the bottom, doing everything she could to get him deep inside again as she begged him, "yessss fuck my married pussy, fuck my married pussy, fuck my married pussy.............." Well he fucked her alright, he began slamming into her, slap, slap, slap was all I could hear over her almost constant orgasms! "stopppp I cant take anymo..." was her last cry as her stud rose up and began pouring his hot cum into her hungry hole. She went off again as his cum began to fill her ( she LOVES cum and even though we've agreed that she use condoms I cant trust her to always do it ) , What a fantastic site! Cum was running down her ass crack, she was cumming, he was cumming and they stayed locked together as she began to cry and tell him what a great fuck he was ( so why are you crying?, you will never understand, it's a girl thing.) He took her again on the tailgate after a brief rest and when I thought it was all over, as her lover was dressing and telling her he was late for work, she just had to see if she could seduce him again and bent over the tailgate with her legs spread wide and cum still dripping from her well fucked cunt as she watched him mount his bike. "You're not going to leave me like this, are you?" she asked looking over her shoulder.. ..........while his bike idled he banged my wife again and when he was finished he picked up her leggings, wiped off his cock, tucked it back in his pants and rode off leaving her widespread and dripping again! Well I fucked her as best I could and drove her home wrapped in a blanket. I met Ken formally two days ago and that night my wife dressed in four different stocking, garter belt and ultra high heel outfits for him! As I said at the beginning of this story, I LOVE watching my wife fuck other men! Thanks DW for letting me share it with you. 3758 1.16/512345

Caroline’s Sexual History

I met her when I was 19 and she was just turning 18. She was my boss?s daughter. I was working at one of those quick oil change/lube places with a small gas shack. Her name was Caroline and her body was simply a thing of beauty. Tallish, around 5?7?, slender hips with a smaller waist. Leggy. Her ass was like a pair of plumbs, small and round, firm yet jiggly. Her breasts were big and hard with big pink aeriolas and eraser nipples. And she had a lovely face. She was 18 but had a worldly look about her, kinda like a 30 year old, kinda sinister. She was a gymnast, and had perfect control of her athletic body and the stamina of a marathoner. I gotta tell you with all honesty that I was over-reaching with this girl, way out of my league. A guy knows these things. I was a kind of a mild dork, sort of a misfit, plain. Never had a meaningful kiss before and surely no pussy. And so I was amazed when she began showing an interest in me around work and actually paid notice to and actively talked and seemed to be flirting with me. I was further floored when her dad, the owner of the place, did not seem to mind (there was a very good reason for him to ?not mind? that it was me whom his daughter was showing interest in, but I would not learn this until later). And so from this beginning, I began to date Caroline. I was still at that point, of course, stuck on my proper upbringing and so proceeded as I thought a decent young man should do: I went slow and easy and with respect. Turns out that this was the wrong approach with this chick. It took me a good 4 months or so to build the courage to fuck her for the first time even though she had given nothing but strong indications from the start that she was open to anything and everything. I was so embarrassed with my ?late loss virginity? (my brothers, even the younger one, had been pounding the puss for years) that I lied and told her that I had done it several times, which I am certain she saw thru with my pitiful fumblings and shyness. She was patient with me and we finally got it over with. The thing I remember most about the first time was the sweet taste of her hairy pussy, her open hole, and her meaty lips. When I finally stuck my smallish (6?) dick in that hole, I sprayed almost immediately. I knew I had not brought her any sort of pleasure at all, so I didn?t even bother to ask if she enjoyed it. Along the way, I began to learn about Caroline?s past, her sexual history. Although I did not think about it then, this is when I really began to learn about myself as well as learning about her. I learned that, for some reason I am turned on by dirty stories (true ones, preferably) and slutty girls. Anyway, Caroline was an extrovert and could talk to anyone. She was very verbal and talkative, so when my inevitable probing questions and dark curiosity about her experiences (and she was obviously very experienced for a 15-16 year old girl) began to emerge, she gladly told me anything I wanted to know in minute ?intimate? detail, and she had lots of ?history? to share. Her first boyfriend had been a black guy named Maurice. (This is the reason her dad was so open to her dating me, a scrawny white kid, he knew about Maurice and absolutely hated black people.) She told me of how much she was attracted to dark skinned men. Not just black dudes, but Latino, Native American, Indian, Middle Eastern, etc. She found this Maurice fellow irresistible and told me that the moment she laid eyes on him as a freshman in a mostly white High School, she wanted to fuck him. Within a week or two, she had. She told me of the first time she brought him home for lunch (both parents at work) and he pulled down his pants for her. She described his dick as being huge, a monster. When I asked her (gulp) how huge is huge, she showed me a Thuringer salami in the fridge. This is a sausage that is nearly as thick as a beer can and around 9-10 inches long. She said as soon as she saw it she put it into her mouth, had to suck it, rolling her lips around the thick head of it. When he had had enough of that, he yanked down her pants, ripping her panties in the process. She begged him to eat her puss instead of fucking her because she was scared. Not afraid of losing her virginity, this was her desire, but of the inevitable pain that would come with him entering her, as she had no idea he was such a huge guy. He wouldn?t eat her, which he would apparently not do for her for the rest of their relationship (that, later, was my role). I guess black guys (or at least this one) don?t like to eat pussy. Anyway, she described that she sucked him until he couldn?t stand it any longer, and then he pulled away from her and tried to push his thick head into her tiny hole. Of course it didn?t go in but an inch or so, and he shot a huge load of jizz all over the opening of her cunt and into her hairy bush. She then cleaned up his knob with her mouth, and later told me that this is when she got ?hooked? on black semen. She said that the deep, musky scent and its thick creamy texture were simply ?yummylicious? to her. She rubbed the messy cum into her pubic hair and then pulled on her ripped panties and returned to school with him. That was it for her, she has been a thick cock slut ever since. Of course in short order he had worked her puss well enough to push it in fully and later, by the time I met her, she was loose as a goose. Those lunchtime liaisons became 4-5 times a week. She was a real cum queen and always went bareback. She used no birth control at the time (turned on by the risk?) and in her silly way, always promised each other that he would pull it off at the last minute. Never happened. Why should it? She was just happy as a clam to have that thick black rod pushing creamy juice into her hungry hole on regular basis, and she really lucked out by not getting pregnant. This went on for maybe a year before her dad finally got wind of it. Can?t remember how he found out, but he hit the ceiling and demanded of her to cease and desist. Perhaps it was around this time that I came on the scene and boy-o-boy was daddy sure glad to pass the baton to me knowing that his precious daughter had been ?ruined? by a black dude and needed to redeem herself somehow with a respectable kid (what did he know?). I honestly believe that she never really did stop seeing Maurice for an occasional lunchtime bump (I went to a High School across town). She had a pretty hot temper on her and although we dated for about two years, there were many many break up/make up sessions, too many to count. I think this was a way for her to somehow convince herself (or her friends) that she was not a cheating slut because she always quickly found another ?boyfriend?, usually black, to keep her company (read: Service her pussy) when we were apart. Sometimes we would break up only for a half a day, sometimes for a week or more. She would always come back and tell me some sordid story of her ?mistakes?. I was embarrassed, of course, as she would always explain it as an ?I was just missing you and felt lonely? episode, but we both knew the truth. She was a tramp. I don?t think she ever really knew how much I came to actually look forward to our break-ups. I grew to anticipate the long wait for the phone to ring, looking forward to the moment it would finally ring and she would say she was sorry for her anger and the things she said, begging me to come over to visit her and make up. I would arrive to inevitably find a tired looking girlfriend with a red, swollen, well-fucked pussy waiting for me. Sometimes she would wash it up, others I would find a dirty smelly musky hole and loaded, and sometimes crusty, panties waiting for me. We both knew the drill by then. She would squeeze out a tear or two, beg for forgiveness, and I would quietly pull her pants down and begin to inhale the stench of forbidden and dirty sex from a black stranger. My tongue gently cleaned the dried jelly of another man from her hairy vulva. I would dance around her hole with the tip of my tongue, patiently cleaning, probing, and teasing, running it gently up and down her meaty lips. Then, after the hole was nice and clean again, and she was quivering in eager anticipation, I would go to work on her clit. All the while she would tell me the dirtiest details of how she had met him (at the mall, hitchhiking, at a party, or thru some of her other ?bad white-girl? buddies), what they had done together, how she had been distraught over our break up or had simply drank too much. She would then detail where, when, and how she had fucked him. She would always describe how big his cock was, what it was shaped like, cut or uncut, and what it tasted like. She clearly preferred to have sex with strangers and tended not to see them again unless they had a truly remarkable organ. Often, as she would tell me of her dirty exploits, I would cum before I ever even touched her puss with my dick. Often, I would take her dirty used panties with me to enjoy later. I would always wash them and bring them to her for re-use later. Once, and only once, I actually caught Caroline in the act with another guy. My parents had gone to Europe for a couple of weeks and left us young men in charge of the house in their absence, making a big deal out of the trust they given us and the great responsibility of ?running the house?. Big Mistake. First chance we got, my brothers and I organized a kegger. It was a hell of a party and of course my darling Caroline was the bubbly life of the party. At some point, maybe 2 in the morning, Caroline and I finally went to bed as the party slowly wound down. I had drunk a shitload of beer and so had she, so we were both out like a light (or so it seemed). I awoke maybe an hour and a half later with a full beer bladder and staggered, bleary eyed, to the john to take a leak. Then it occurred to me that Caroline had been beside me when we went to bed, but was gone now. I quietly wandered around the house looking for her. I found her downstairs on the pool table, every light in the place blazing bright. She was on top of this Italian guy named John Benedetti that had played football with my older brothers. This guy had a long thick rod and was lying on his back in the middle of the pool table. She was squatting on top of him, bare feet on the green felt, and very slowly sliding up and down on his pole. She was pretty tipsy still, and he was steadying her as she pushed him in and out of her. It was a thing of beauty. I was standing behind the door and peeking around it watching them for a good 5 or 10 minutes when I finally decided not to risk being caught. I quietly returned to my room and waited for her. Drunk as I was, my dick was hard as a rock and I did not dare touch it for fear of spontaneously erupting. Around 20 minutes later, I heard her coming down the hall and pretended that I was still sleeping when she came back into the room. I lay on my back and she entered quietly, closed and latched the door. In total darkness, I could hear her moving clumsily around the room and hop on the bed. She did not even remove her panties, just straddled my face and leaned in and whispered to me to wake up, that she had brought me a present. She slipped aside the gusset of her panties and pushed her sloppy, cum filled pussy onto my mouth. No attempt at teasing or foreplay, she just gave me a mouthful of Benedetti?s cum. She then began rubbing her gaping hole round and round on my tongue, nose, and mouth, grinding her sloppy hole into my face. This was how she liked to finish her night. Sharing her huge hairy sloppy hole with the man she loved. It was in this way that I found my true talent: eating pussy. And she showed me how. To this very day, 30 years later, I get way more pleasure from eating a woman and bringing her to orgasm than I do from coming myself. And to this day, I have my best orgasms when I think of the woman I?m with (generally my wife) getting fucked by a big huge black cock and bringing home a present for me to enjoy afterwards. This has become a recurring theme in my life. Years later I would run into Caroline at an airport between flights. I asked her if she ever thought of those 2 crazy years we spent together as kids. She confided that it was me, our relationship that taught her who she really was. I was stunned, as this is exactly precisely how I remember her. Not in a bad way, but in the truest sense, it was she who brought me to know who I really am sexually, and it was I who clarified for her that having a big thick cock was not enough, she wanted (needed) to share her sloppy seconds with another understanding and appreciative man before her night was thru. This is a true story, and is accurate as best as I can recall it. I have dozens of other exploits I have experienced in the 3 decades since. I would be happy to write and share more of them if any body would care to read. Feedback is appreciated, good or bad, especially from any ladies who would care to comment. And to Caroline, wherever you are, thanks. 24180 1.52/512345

Sexy Couple's Adventure 1

Sexy Couples Adventures ADVENTURE I In the late 70's a X-rated theater opened in a small shopping center near our central California home. As my husband and I have always had a wide open and sharing sex life, he told me about the movies(we'd never seen porno before) and about the men exposing their penis's to each other while masturbating. I agreed to accompany him only if it was very early in the morning on a Saturday before the shopping center was full (Can you imagine my neighbors seeing me going into a nasty men's place like that!} My hubby had arranged with the owner to let us in at 8am one Saturday and I will never forget the thrilling expectation of visiting that place. It was a typical hot summer morning and we wore shorts and I wore a halter top and sandals at my husband's suggestion(I suspected he had plans and he sure did!) The big Italian owner showed us to a small room where you could watch the movies on the back of the door. God! It was exciting! The wall was filled with the images of gorgeous people fucking, sucking and doing all kinds of explicit things. I was overwhelmed by my own lust and my hubby rubbing my tits and fondling my pussy didn't help. To my surprise, and momentary feelings of fear mixed with unbelievably strong desire for my husband's cock, two immense male pricks emerged from round holes in the wall! My horny husband shocked me by immediately grabbing a huge male penis and began pumping it energetically! I had never imagined seeing my husband play with another man's cock, but there he was stroking it for all it was worth. At his urging, I began milking the other cock(I had to use two hands because of its size!) Soon, I was milking the giant cock protruding from the wall with one hand, pumping my hubby's prick with the other, while my shorts were down around my ankles and my hairy qwim was being finger-fucked by my husband! My husband had me sit on his erection and we continued to milk a new male weapon that thrust through the wall. It was a huge, pink, thick cock with long foreskin covering a pale pink head and fat, hot, red hair covered balls hung heavily from the base. I came on my husband's prick at the mere site and feel of it in my hands and the stranger with the cock from heaven shot three spurts of a massive amount of white, thick sperm-cream on my exposed nipples. I loved it! Our Saturday morning adventures continued through the summer and now even though we have a very active sex-life, I masturbate my self occasionally in the morning in bed with the thoughts of all those anonymous cocks I milked during a long, hot summer. 4451 1.28/512345

Fellatrix Summa CUM Laude

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