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A Single Spark
I’d been with Engine 12 for about five years, in and
out of all kinds of hairy situations, but this was the first time I’d ever
been laid up for any length of time. We were working an abandoned
warehouse fire, probably accidentally set by some wino trying to keep
warm. Damn cross beam fell and knocked me flat. If it wasn’t for my suit,
it probably woulda crisped me pretty good. Bad enough that it ripped up my
back and shoulder muscles, making me hobble around like some crip. Docs
said if I stuck to my rehab, I’d back to my beefy, bouncy self in a few
months. Months! Hell, it’d only been three weeks and I was going bonkers
from boredom. My body screamed at me every time I tried to move. Got so
bad I finally took to sleeping on the pullout with some plywood under the
mattress. The wife offered me the bedroom but what type of guy would I be
if I made a lady sleep on the couch? Besides, it was easier to fix up the
pullout. With a cranky body I was really into easy.
With my muscles all ripped and twisted, sex wasn’t so easy. It was
freaking impossible. We gave it a try. The damn pain just kept getting in
the way. Nothing like a good sharp blast of pain to chase a hard-on away.
Frustrating as hell, for both of us. I mean, my wife is a babe, guys get
hard just watching her walk down the street and here I am, with all that
beautiful blonde nakedness in front of me, and my dick keeps going limp.
Unfair, that’s what it was, real unfair. The sadass wino that burnt down
that freaking building was probably getting more pussy than me!
So, anyway, I was sleeping on the pullout, at least I was trying to sleep
on the pullout. Some nights the pain meds would just knock my ass right
out but, then I’d roll over or something and the pain would come knocking.
I didn’t have to answer the door. It’d just bust the damn thing down. I
was sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling a bit sorry for myself when I
heard a moan coming from our bedroom.
At first I figured the wife must have been having a nightmare. Since my
accident, she said she’d been having some bad ones. I hobbled down the
hallway, figuring I might comfort her some and then stopped dead in my
tracks. I’d heard her moan and breath heavy like that before, usually when
I was breathing heavy right along with her. I slowly approached the
doorway and peeked in.
The room was dark but there was enough light coming through the window to
make out her sexy body sprawled on the bed. One hand was between her legs;
the other was cupping a milky white breast. Her eyes were closed. She was
so wrapped up in what she was doing; she probably didn’t even hear me
coming down the hall. Just looking at her gorgeous naked body stretched
out on the bed was enough to make my briefs a lot tighter. Seeing her
rubbing that beautiful, gold fringed pussy and hearing her soft moans of
pleasure was getting my dick so hard I was expecting the things to rip
right off my body. I could feel enough twinges of pain to know that I
couldn’t join her on the bed. Besides, I’d never watched her masturbate
before; I never knew what a turn on it was. She was sliding her fingers
along her slit. She must have been really wet, there were little slurping
sounds coming from her pussy. I slid my briefs down a bit and grabbed my
cock.
Maybe it was instinct; maybe I made a noise pulling down the briefs. She
opened her eyes to see me standing there in a tee shirt, big erection in
hand. She stopped playing with her pussy but kept her hand between her
legs. She stared over at my hard cock and grinned.
“How long have you been standing there?” she asked
I grinned back, “Just a few minutes.”
“Like what you see, big boy?”
“Love it.”
“Want some?”
“Can’t. Not yet”
Her face scrunched up in a cute way. She then smiled over at me in the
doorway. She swung around on the bed so that her legs and pussy were
facing me. She raised her knees and spread her legs. Her blonde pussy
hairs were damp, her cunt lips were puffy. She began running her hand
along her slit again as she watched me. My hard-on hadn’t lost any off its
stiffness, if anything; it probably gained some from this new view. I
began stroking along with her, my body trembling with excitement.
She resumed her titty rub, her fingers slowly slid up and down her pink
slit, gently flicking near her clit then moving down toward her cute butt.
I heard the pace of breathing get deeper and watched the pace of her
fingers increase. I began jerking my cock a bit faster. Her hips were
slowly writhing. Lust was in her eyes. She moaned with pleasure as she
slipped two slim fingers into her wet, warm pussy. I gripped my cock
tighter imagining her delicious warmth. Her palm was up against her clit
as she started fucking her fingers, all the while watching me jerk off to
the rhythm of her plunging fingers, a rhythm that was becoming faster with
every labored breath. Her ass was bouncing off the bed as she thrust her
pussy toward me, her fingers becoming a blur, her breathing harsher, and
her cries of pleasure louder. I braced myself against the doorframe as my
strokes lengthened and quickened. My hips wanted to thrust toward her but
I knew I couldn’t risk the pain. Cum was building in my balls; my pumping
hand and the sound of our shared gasps and groans was pushing me over the
edge. My wife’s sweet, sweaty pussy grasped her fingers as her creamy
blonde body began to quiver and spasm in orgasm. I grabbed the elastic of
my briefs and held the cotton out in front of my cock, the fabric rubbing
my balls. Orgasmic thunder rumbled through my body as I shot wad upon wad
into the briefs. Fire erupted in my back and shoulders but I didn’t give a
damn about the pain. The pleasure was still washing over me as I stumbled
forward on to the bed, gasping for air, groaning in ecstasy and hurt.
Though she was still breathing heavy, the wife came to my side. Her eyes
now filled with concern.
“Frank, you OK?”
Blinking back tears as the pain slowed down to a dull roar, I tried to
smile.
“Despite your attempt to kill me, I think I’ll live.”
“Damn good thing!” she laughed, “I’d had having to explain your cummy
underwear to the police. Thanks for trying to save the carpet. Maybe next
time we’ll try this lying down and with some tissues handy.”
I was grinning like the cat that caught the canary. The next few months
might not be so boring after all.
Amazing what a single spark can do. |
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Back Stage Heat
It was just supposed to be a short nap. I’d been working day and night
to get the sets built for our upcoming production of Romeo and Juliet.
We’re a small theatre group and can’t afford a whole lot of help. I’m
pretty much the set designer, set builder, electrician, light man and
utility infielder for this operation. For all the work, the pay isn’t
much, but I love the theatre. Then again, as the other night shows, the
side benefits can pretty exciting.
The cast had been going through rehearsals and most of the stuff I had to
do involved using my hammer. We didn’t do Shakespeare all that often,
preferring more modern stuff but Todd, the director had this weird idea of
doing Romeo and Juliet in a beach setting. He said he was aiming for sort
of a combo teen beach movie/Shakespeare thing. Weird stuff, if you ask me,
but I’m not in charge. I just do the grub work to keep the whole ball of
string from unraveling.
I could tell before I opened my eyes that rehearsal was over. Figured I’d
take a piss, make some coffee and try to get some work done. Then I heard
the voices. Without seeing them I could tell it was the leads, Suzie and
Ron. I moved behind a piece of scenery and confirmed with my eyes what my
ears had heard. My ears hadn’t prepared me for what my eyes actually got
to see.
They were in their stage costumes, if you consider bathing suits costumes.
His red Speedo was pressed against her dark blue, and rather small, bikini
bottom. Their scripts were on the floor. Her bra was off, her cone shaped
perky breasts mashed against his chest as she kissed him passionately.
They were standing, their long, lean, young bodies squirming against each
other, their hands exploring each other’s back and butt. Suzie’s Juliet
knew exactly where Ron’s Romeo was, it was hard and urgently pressing up
against her, only the thin stretchy fabric of their suits keeping them
from contact. She was lightly moaning as they kissed and rubbed their
bodies together, virtually dry humping standing up. My cock had hardened
in my jeans. I wanted to pull it out but they were so close, I was afraid
they would hear the zipper.
Suzie was kind enough to solve my problem. She broke off the kiss and took
Ron’s hand. With a sweet, soft smile she led him a few steps away to where
my sawhorse was sitting. I couldn’t quite make out what they were saying.
They were quite a sight, both glorious looking blondes. Ron’s hair was cut
short, he had the ideal surfer’s body, lean muscled and sleek. His cock
was pressing hard against his Speedos as Suzie held his hand and talked to
him. She was born to wear bikinis. Her smooth tanned body, the long,
blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, her firm conical tits, and perky
round butt made her the perfect California girl. She was like a tourism
poster brought to life, though I’m not sure that even the California
Tourist Bureau would have had her stripping off her bikini bottoms. But,
sure enough, she took them off and laid them over my sawhorse. Ron
followed her lead and also put his Speedos on the sawhorse. For a moment
they just stood there admiring each other’s perfect bodies. Ron’s dick was
standing tall and proud, pointing directly at the Suzie’s ash blonde
pubes. My dick was out of my jeans and in my hand, it felt hot and hard. I
began to slowly stroke it as I lay there in the dark watching the naked
lovers kiss again. It was a quick but deep kiss. Suzie then turned and put
a hand on each piece of clothing on the sawhorse. I could see her in
profile bending forward, her cute tits dandling a little as she stretched
forward, spreading her legs. Oh my!
Ron came up behind her with his long, hard cock in this hand. He gently
guided it in to her pussy and then slowly slid it into her. He paused a
moment, about halfway in, and then slowly slid out, stopping with just the
head still inside her. Suzie moaned as he slid forward again, this time
driving his dick all the way into her. She was grinding her ass and cunt
as he just held his hardness inside her for a few moments and then moved
it out again slow and easy. That’s how I was stroking my dick, slow and
easy. I didn’t want to get too far ahead of the action.
This cock and pussy tease went on a few moments. Ron was grinning, Suzie
was moaning, I was jerking off in the dark. All three of us seemed to be
in no particular hurry. Suzie’s next command, however, destroyed that
illusion.
“C’mon Romeo, fuck me, fuck me hard!” she begged. Ron laughed for a moment
as she then recited one of her lines from the play.
“...therefore pardon me, and not impute this yielding to light love, which
the dark night hath so discovered.”
Ron’s grin was ear to ear as he spoke the next lines.
“Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear, that tips of silver all these
fruit-tree tops...”
“Fuck them, fuck me hard, c’mon Romeo, shoot the moon!”
Ron grabbed hold of her hips and complied. He began plunging his big cock
in and out of her fast and deep. She groaned with pleasure and began
fucking him back with equal vigor. Their bodies were slapping together
loudly, Suzie’s firm butt slapping against Ron’s tight belly and thrusting
crotch. I was beating my meat with long, quick strokes. I battled to
stifle my heavy breathing. Their manic fucking was becoming even more
intense, their breathing become ragged and Suzie had begun gasp and cry
out her passion.
“Oh, fuck me hard, good fuck, deeper, harder, oh....Ohhh...gonna cum,
gonna...Ohhhhh guhhh uhhhhh!!!”
Her fingers were down by her clit and she was frantically rubbing away.
The waves of orgasm must have crashed over her pretty hard. She almost
knocked the sawhorse over. Ron was grunting and groaning. He pulled out of
that hot cunt and stood behind her round, twitching ass, jerking off a few
seconds before he came all over her backside. I shot my load watching
their naked bodies spasm in orgasmic after shock.
Suzie was grinning as she passed Ron his red Speedos.
It took him a moment to realize why but soon began cleaning his cum off
her adorable backside. The play might not work out too well but, at that
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Two In The Bush
Bored and horny, Amy left her apartment. She started walking the two
blocks to Renee's house. Amy would have preferred spending the evening
with a man, but it was Monday and most of the clubs were closed. The walk
was soothing; the evening enveloped her like a silk robe. Renee's house
was a cute little bungalow with a private back yard that was perfect for
sitting outdoors on warm summer nights. Amy hoped that Renee would be home
and interested in splitting a bottle of wine, gossiping, and maybe playing
some cards.
Amy reached the house at sunset. Though Renee's car was parked down the
driveway, the front rooms of the bungalow were dark. Amy let out a sigh of
disappointment. It was possible that Renee had a date, but she hadn't
mentioned it.
Amy walked down the driveway that ran alongside the house, hoping that
Renee was in the back yard. She envisioned Renee eating dinner or reading
a book, oblivious to everything around her. She looked over the fence. Ten
feet away saw Renee standing in front of the bench seat, her skirt bunched
up around her waist and bare ass showing. Amy decided against saying hi.
Then she saw the hairy knees showing between Renee's smooth legs.
"Oh Baby," Ann heard Renee say.
Amy ducked back so that she was hidden by a tall evergreen. Peeking over
the fence, she watched. The hairy knees slid forward, and hairy man’s
hands cupped Renee's ass cheeks. Her friend pushed her hips forward and
tossed her head back; Amy knew she was getting licked.
Mesmerized, Amy felt her own pussy heat up as she watched. Renee grunted
and moaned. She saw the man's hands kneading her friend's ass flesh, his
fingers exploring the ravine between her cheeks.
"Oh, Baby, yeah," Renee said.
Amy watched the man's cock blossom; it went from semi-hard to fully erect
and then became completely engorged. She swallowed hard. Oh to have a man
that got hard while licking my pussy, she thought. She stared as her
friend rotated her ass as the man licked her.
Amy couldn't bear it any longer. She quietly moved to a space between the
house and the evergreen. As Renee received her delicious tongue lashing,
Amy pulled up the front of her own skirt and pushed aside her panties. She
put her middle finger deep into her crotch slowly brought it forward. Her
finger gently parted her pussy lips dipped into her honey-pot. A sigh of
satisfaction escaped her lips. She imagined it was her getting licked or
standing beside Renee, and the finger inside her was not her own, but the
man's. She twirled her finger in her cunt as she slid it in out a few
times. Amy inhaled sharply. Oh that feels good, she thought. She pulled
sopping wet finger out and quickly began massaging her swollen clit.
Amy watched as the man’s hand went to Renee’s crotch. His mouth appeared
to be attached to her clit, but now he had his fingers working her snatch
as well. Amy let herself imagine what Renee must be feeling. A hot
masculine tongue on her clit and his fingers fucking her pussy, she must
be on the edge. Amy could barely take it anymore. Momentarily, she stopped
her manipulation. With both hands she reached under her skirt, hooked her
thumbs in the waistband of her panties, and stripped them off, letting
them fall around her ankles.
Amy knew that she wouldn’t be able to explain the panties around the
ankles if she were caught. She knew too that the likelihood of her getting
away if spotted was almost none if she left her panties around her ankles.
Peeping over Renee’s fence watching her have sex, while she stood half
hidden in the dusk masturbating without the real possibility of being able
to get away made it more exciting.
Her pussy completely open to the breeze, Amy went at it with both hands.
With one hand, she fucked her pussy with the other she massaged and teased
her own clit. She drifted back and forth between building up her own
orgasm and getting distracted by Renee and her man.
Amy stared as Renee grabbed her skirt and pulled it over head so that she
was completely naked below the waist except for her sandals. Amy gulped as
Renee rotated her hips in the hands and at the mouth of the man. She then
slowly unbuttoned her blouse. To Amy’s surprise, when Renee removed the
blouse completely, she had nothing on. Amy noticed her breath quickening
and felt the pressure of a serious orgasm on the rise.
No longer having to hold her skirt, Renee looked down at the man and put
her hands in front of her. Amy could only imagine that she was running her
fingers through his hair, caressing his scalp with her fingernails, and
whispering hot sexy words of encouragement as he brought her to a
momentary Nirvana.
“Oh, YEAH,” Amy heard Renee exclaim. Renee was jiggling and shaking like
Jell-O on a roller-coaster. Renee’s sharp inhalations and heavy breathing
clearly audible. Amy wasn’t quite on the pace that Renee was, but then she
didn’t have the advantage of a tongue on her clit.
With six short grunts, Renee came and gently pulled the man’s face from
her quim. Amy froze, hoping that she’d only witnessed the previews and not
the whole show. She was pretty close to cumming herself, but could use a
few more minutes of this excellent live porn show. Her fears were allayed
quickly when she watched Renee bend over and put her face to his crotch.
Amy could only imagine what it looked like, Renee sucking off the man who
just ate her out. All Amy could see was Renee’s firm ass and her damp
pussy poking out.
As quickly as she went down on him, Renee stood, spread her legs wider
than his knees and walked up his body. She grabbed his thick cock, gave it
three firm strokes for good measure and guided him inside her. Slowly she
began rocking her hips back and forth on his cock. Renee arched her back
thrusting her breasts toward his face, her head rolled across her
shoulders and she chanted, “mmmm, mmmm, mmmm,” as if it were a magic
orgasm inducing incantation.
Amy was on the brink. Pussy juice was running down her hand and slobbering
on her inner thighs. A slight evening breeze blew up her skirt, as if a
gentle lover had kissed her ass. She was rocking back and forth on her own
finger and twiddling her clit with her other hand. The pressure, the heat
built like a grease fire in her groin.
For the first time, she heard the man groan as Renee rode him. Then there
was a masculine gurgle in his throat and a heavy grunting. Amy could tell
by his lack of movement that he was cumming.
That pushed her over the edge. Amy gasped and shuddered with a knee
quaking, thigh trembling orgasm that was so intense she had to grab the
fence post to steady herself. Neither Renee nor the man appeared to hear
her. She quietly stepped out of her panties, wiped her crotch and hand,
and stuck them in her pocketbook for the walk home. |
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