This is a work of fiction – in places it wanders almost into the world of fantasy, whilst in others it touches on some fairly horrific facts of life. It is unashamedly political, poking fun at the ridiculous sex education system which is in place in both the US and the UK, and part two introduces two of the worst crimes against humanity – arranged marriages and female genital mutilation. Part three is pure porn (I think – although it might change in the writing) and part 4 will wrap up the politics. I’ll leave some strings dangling to tie part 5 to, if you show a desire for it.
This is the first story I have ever tried to get published, so for the benefit of the moderators I will say this is all my own work, all sexual intercourse described in detail is between consenting people over the age of 18, and I would like to thank my two editors, WinterHunny713 and Lovelyinlingerie for their advice and support.
The fiction begins here.
Hi John, thank you for offering to get this work published for me. I assure you it is 100% true, I just changed enough so you can’t track down any of the people.
When I was a bit younger, I went to high school in a small town, somewhere in the United States. I think I can say it was quite an affluent town with a great climate, without giving too much away. It also had one of the best high schools in the state. The reason it had such a good reputation was because of something they called SPEx, which is like sex education on steroids.
They had a counsellor there who specialised in Social and Personal Experience – Miss Smith (that’s not her real name) had pioneered SPEx because she was fed up with the poor quality sex education the school had been putting on up till then, and over the last five years she had revolutionised the school and single-handedly made it one of the best in the state. Unwanted pregnancy had disappeared and absenteeism was down by two thirds, which meant students got some really good grades and the school got an amazing reputation.
Miss Smith herself had quite a reputation. She would do SPEx classes with everybody from ninth grade upwards, and she always started by reminding the students that what she was teaching them to do was illegal until they were 18. Her mantra was that if you are going to have sex, you should respect your partner and make sure they enjoyed it as much as you do – it may be illegal but it should be safe and consensual.
There were rumours that she wasn’t beyond giving practical demonstrations to over 18’s, apparently one boy had gone to her concerned that his cock was so big it wouldn’t fit inside his girlfriend’s vagina. The story goes that she had taught him how to prepare his girlfriend, and then demonstrated how elastic the vagina is in a very personal manner. Some parents heard about this and tried to get the police involved, the police interviewed every child in the school, and not one of them admitted to knowing anything about it. Nowadays, the parents who don’t want their kids properly educated send them to a different high school, and people are actually moving into the town so their kids can go to school there.
I was one of these people; my parents lived in a city on the other side of the state, I had spent most of my life in a big inner-city school and while my grades were good, I was very shy and socially immature. So, when I was 15, we moved back to my mother’s home town. My parents still worked in the city three days a week, so I was often home alone but as my grandparents still lived locally, I was never lonely. I enrolled at the local high school and that’s when I first met Miss Smith.
One thing I learnt very quickly was how bad my previous school had been, they taught just enough to get through exams and no more. My new school suggested that I should drop back a year, which meant I would be starting there with all the other new kids. I wasn’t the only 15 year old there, there were half a dozen others and we tended to go round together.
It had taken me a couple of years to come out of my shell, but after listening to Miss Smith’s lessons and watching some of her videos, I started dating. It took a few false starts, but eventually I was nearing my goal – I was on the verge of having sex. Shortly after my 18th birthday, I met a girl called Rebecca, we had a couple of dates, we had kissed and cuddled and groped, and tonight was the night. We were down at a friends house for a party, we had a few drinks and eventually I got her into bed. I remembered Miss Smith’s lessons and I made sure that she was enjoying the experience by going down on her, performing cunnilingus, licking her cunt, it was my first taste of girl juice and I decided I liked it. I must have spent about half an hour with my head between her legs, before I pushed her over the edge of the most fantastic orgasm.
I was still fully dressed, and by the time I got my cock out, she had rolled over on her side and fallen asleep. Remembering about respect and consent, I pulled a sheet over us both and fell asleep beside her. By the time I woke up, she’d disappeared. Never mind, she had certainly enjoyed herself and I was sure there would be another time. Unfortunately, there wasn’t. She wouldn’t speak to me again, not even to say why, but that’s when the rumours started. At first, I quite liked the rumours, they certainly attracted the girls but as time went on it became embarrassing.
Several months went by, it was becoming harder and harder to live with the rumours. That’s when I made an appointment to see Miss Smith.
Miss Smith liked to give people plenty of time to talk, and she liked to ensure privacy so she would work long hours. My appointment was for 6:30 on a Thursday evening, in early June. Her office was discreetly hidden round the corner of the main building, you could easily slip in and out without being spotted, but there was nobody around to spot me as I walked in the door. Miss Smith welcomed me as soon as I walked in.
“Ah – hello – can I talk to you?”
“Of course you can. Come over here and sit down.”
I was nervous. This was worse than going to the doctors, at least there were plenty of innocent reasons to go see a doctor but what innocent reasons were there for going to see Miss Smith?
“What can I do for you?”
“I’ve got a bit of a problem.” She just sat quietly, and eventually I had to carry on. “It’s about my penis. It’s too small.”
She just stared at me, my face, and then down to my groin. I shifted uncomfortably under her stare, she still said nothing until I had to break the silence. “You see there’s a rumour going round the school that I’ve got this 9 inch cock.”
For a counsellor, she seemed very quiet. She seemed to think her personality would be enough to draw out all my secrets. She was probably right.
“It’s not true, but now all the girls that I go out with are expecting this wonderful time, and I can’t satisfy them, so whenever they get to the point where I have to take my trousers off I just run away.”
At last, she smiled and responded. “The average man doesn’t have a nine inch penis you know, so how big is yours?”
“It’s about four and a bit and I know that’s less than average.”
“Well most men have got a penis that is less than the average length because some men are a lot longer than the average but very few are a lot shorter. It’s a skewed distribution, if you know what one of them is.”
Of course I knew what a skewed distribution was, I was a geek after all. It just never occurred to me – it wasn’t something I thought about everyday.
“I never thought of it like that. I suppose it is a skewed distribution so, for every man who’s got a 9 inch cock, there must be half a dozen with 4 inch cocks to compensate.”
“Exactly, so your 4 inches might not be up to average but it’s certainly normal.”
“But even so, when the girl’s expecting nine she’s not going to be happy with four.”
“So what do you do when a girl asks you out?”
“Well the first few dates are alright, and I’ll probably go down on her and give her an orgasm, and then find some excuse to split with her before she insists on finding out what’s inside my trousers.”
“I am not quite sure what you want me to do. “
“Can you help me?”
“We can try to find out who it is that started the rumour and get them to say it’s not true.”
“But then no girls would want to go out with me!”
“Girls don’t just go out with boys that have got big cocks you know, there are actually some girls out there who will like you just because of who you are. Surely some girls you have been with must’ve found how big you are?
“No, I’m still a virgin. I’ve never even had a girl suck my cock, in fact I don’t think any have ever even seen it. Since this rumour started going round, I don’t take my pants off in the changing room after football practice. I’m not embarrassed of what I’ve got, I’m just embarrassed that it’s not as big as everybody thinks it is.”
“I think we need to find you a girlfriend who doesn’t expect you to have a nine inch cock and would be quite happy with your four and a bit, and then you can stop worrying about any of the other girls finding out because you will not need to go out with them. We need to find somebody who likes your personality rather than your physical attributes.”
“How are we going to do that? All the girls my age in this town go to this school, so they’ll all have heard the rumours. And if anybody round here did find out, they would just blow the whistle on me.”
“I get a lot of girls coming in here to talk to me, and I know that quite a few of them are more interested in a man’s personality than just having sex. Let’s see what sort of a girl you want. Do you want somebody quiet and intelligent, somebody you can hold a good conversation with and will help you make decisions, or do you want to be the one making the decisions and find a girl who just does as she is told, or do you want somebody who will boss you about, someone who is dominant?”
I had been looking Miss Smith in the eye when she started asking this question, but when she mentioned being bossed about I suddenly found I couldn’t hold it any longer. I looked down at the floor, and I felt my cock twitch at the thought of being bossed about. Surely that wasn’t what I wanted, I wanted somebody intelligent that I could talk to not somebody who was going to treat me like a pet. Miss Smith had obviously caught my reaction though, her next words shocked me but I could feel my cock reacting.
“Show me your cock!” She demanded.
No! I couldn’t do that! She’s a teacher, I have to see her every day at school, she can’t expect me… While my mind was in turmoil, my hands had already reached down and unzipped my trousers and were pulling my dick out through the fly.
“Not like that! Take your trousers off.”
Again, the order bypassed my brain straight to my hands. I released my belt, undid the button and dropped my trousers down to my ankles. My underpants followed, without being told and I could feel myself getting hard.
“You like the humiliation don’t you? You’d get off on someone telling the world you have a small dick, wouldn’t you! Now bring that thing over here so I can feel it.” Her voice was stern and authoritative.
I was shaking all over, my mind seemed to have shut down and all I could do was follow orders. With trousers around my ankles, I shuffled over to her. Reaching out, she grabbed my shaft and started pulling the foreskin back and forth, wanking me. My staff quickly grew to full size and she pulled a ruler out of her desk. My mind relaxed a bit, she only wanted to measure me. Didn’t she?
Pain suddenly shot through my cock as she slapped it with the ruler. I wanted to scream or run away, but I hadn’t been given permission so I just stood there and let her hit me with the side of the ruler, the pain somehow turning to pleasure within my body.
“Spread your legs!”
I kicked one leg out of my trousers and moved it out so my feet were about three foot apart. This gave her space to start hitting my balls and scrotum, hard enough to make me wince, hard enough for my brain to tell me to run away, but somehow the pain was blocking my powers of conscious thought. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t shout, I could only stand there till my cock was swollen and red. My balls felt ready to burst when she suddenly grabbed my penis and dragged it into her mouth. I ended up standing on tiptoe as her tongue wound round my helmet. She was cupping my balls with one hand and she must have felt them tightening because just as I was on the verge of coming, she stopped.
“I think I can find somebody who won’t worry about the size of this little thing. Be at my house at 2 o’clock on Saturday afternoon and I’ll introduce you. In the meantime, you’re not allowed to touch it, at all, not even to use the toilet. Do you understand?”
“Yes ma’am, I’ll be there. But, how am I supposed to pee?”
“I’m sure you can find a way. Just find somewhere quiet, and use your imagination. Now, we need to do some paperwork. What’s your name?”
“My name is Joe, ma’am. Joe Grady.”
She filled in some paperwork and had me sign it, then told me her address and repeated that I was not allowed to touch my cock until she gave me permission. Then with one last little kiss, she helped me pull my pants and trousers back up and closed the door behind me. My head was spinning, my cock and balls were desperate for attention, I would go home and have a good wank, find some porn online, wrap my fist round my penis and pretend it was a warm moist vagina. Except, I’d been told not to touch it.
She’d never know, unless she asked me, but I could tell a lie, couldn’t I? No I couldn’t, if she was going to find me a girlfriend I didn’t want to risk upsetting her. But the torment, if I could just touch it, could I roll up a towel and lie on that instead, would that count as touching it? Could I cum like that? Did I really want to be somebody’s slave? In the end, I decided I really did want to let somebody else make the decisions. They were two of the most frustrating days of my life.
I arrived at Miss Smith’s home at 1:58 on Saturday afternoon. As I pulled into her drive, I saw her sitting on an old swing at the side of the house. She was wearing a bikini, white with yellow dots, which barely covered her charms. If I couldn’t find a girl that would be happy with my four inches, maybe I should try for an older lady. After all, Miss Smith was only in her late thirties and still had an excellent figure.
I climbed out of my car and walked towards her.
“Yes ma’am, my parents bought it for me for my 19th birthday, last month.”
“Nice! We’re out back, round the pool. We thought since it was such a lovely day we’d go for a dip.”
“You should have said, I didn’t bring any trunks.”
“You don’t need any. Now strip!”
“What, here?” Panic lit up my brain. “What happens if somebody walks past?”
“Then they’ll see you,” she smirked, “so you’d better be quick about it.”
I pulled my shirt off over my head, then bent down and pulled off my shoes and socks before standing up and dropping my shorts and pants around my ankles. I stepped out of them and Miss Smith picked them up, folded them neatly and lay them on the swing. Then she reached down, grabbed my cock and led me round the side of the house.
I had started getting hard as soon as I saw her in the bikini, and the thought of maybe being caught naked had made me harder. Her grip as she pulled me forward brought me to full hardness, but I nearly blew my load as I walked round the corner and found a yard full of women, some old, some young, some wearing one-piece swimsuits, some topless and others totally naked. Some were splashing about in the pool while others lay on sunbeds, tanning in the bright sun and some were standing around in groups, chatting.
“This is my family. That’s my mother over there in the shade and I’m sure most of the others will introduce themselves during the course of the afternoon. You were saying that you are a virgin and nobody has ever seen your cock before so I thought I’d give you a bit of a challenge, your job is to give every one of these women an orgasm, but the main person I want you to meet is my niece, Julie.”
Still being led by the cock, I was taken over to the side of the pool where a young lady was lying on a sunbed. She was wearing a one-piece swimsuit which appeared quite modest from the front, but was practically backless and it was thin enough that her nipples were clearly visible standing out through the material.
“Hello Joe, Aunt Katie’s been telling me so much about you.”
The gentle sounds of her voice drew my attention from her breasts to her face, and I suddenly realised the while her breasts were worth staring at her face was even better. Like her aunt, she had blonde hair and high cheekbones, a well-shaped mouth and a small button nose, but it was her eyes that held my attention. The palest of blue, they seemed to twinkle and laugh at me, while pulling me into their depths.
“She was saying you’re scared that people might not like your penis, and while I’m not an expert I was wondering if you might value my opinion, if you let me have a look at it.”
I suddenly found himself kneeling beside her, my hands behind my back, my penis pressed forward for her inspection. She gave a little giggle, reached out and pulled back my foreskin then leaned over and gently licked the drop of pre-cum from my hole. Then she quickly leaned further forward and took the length into her mouth, tonguing the underside and sucking gently. Her hand had slipped down and was playing with my balls when she suddenly felt my scrotum tighten and she pulled her mouth away to look at my face just as a jet of my cum sprayed out leaving trails across her face, down her neck and onto her swimsuit. Oh God, how embarrassing was this. The first time a girl had actually touched me and I had cum all over her face. I turned to run, only to find Aunt Katie still stood behind me and she wasn’t letting me go anywhere.
Julie twisted onto her side and slid over to give me room to sit on the side of the sunbed, but I sat right on the edge facing away from her.
“I’m sorry, I’ve not done that very often, in fact you’re the first boy I’ve ever done it with. In the past, I’ve only practised with dildos and bananas.”
I suddenly spun round to look at the girl. I had just shot my cum all over her face, and she was apologising. I knew it was my fault, and I could not let her take the blame.
“Don’t be silly, it was all my fault. I’m the one that is supposed to have a 9 inch cock and lots of experience!”
She burst out laughing, and smiled sweetly at me and said “I’m glad you don’t have 9 inches, I think it is the perfect size as it is. And I know you’re a virgin just like I am, so I think I’d like to get to know you better. It must be a bit of a shock to have your cock in a girls mouth within minutes of being introduced to her.”
“It seems to run in the family, your Aunt had my cock in her mouth within minutes of meeting me as well.”
Miss Smith was still standing beside the sunbed, listening to the conversation. “It certainly runs in the family, and there’s a few more women around here who’d like it in their mouth or even their cunt within minutes of meeting you” she said. “Of course if you’re planning on pleasuring her daughters, we’d better go and meet mother first. Julie dear, can you go and sort out the punch for me please.”
I stood up and followed Miss Smith. Or should I start calling her Aunt Katie now? I wasn’t sure how that would go down in school, but I had a feeling she would be quite happy for me to call her that today. We walked round the pool, I was taking my time looking at the swinging tits and shaved pussies on every side. I realised there weren’t quite as many beautiful bodies here as I had first thought, there appeared to be five older ladies about Katie’s age, and six young ladies between 18 and 30. I had also seen a couple of younger girls running around, but they seemed to get chased back into the house whenever one of the older ladies saw them. A thought suddenly crossed my mind.
“Aunt Katie, how old is Julie?”
Katie stopped dead and turned to me, thunder in her eyes. “Never! In! School!” she barked.
“Of course not, Miss Smith.” I said, with just a hint of laughter in my voice.
Her eyes suddenly twinkled. “I quite like it though. She’s 19, just three weeks older than you, but she leftschool this Summer and is taking a year out before college. We’re very strict about things like that in our family, that’s why the young ones are being kept indoors today.”
Katie’s mother was lying on a sunbed in the dappled shade of the tree. She had the backrest raised so she could keep an eye on her daughters and granddaughters, and looking at her, I could see the resemblance with both Katie and Julie. Although she must have been in her 60s she looked younger and while her bikini showed off her stretch marks and a slight sag in her breasts she was still slim with well toned muscles.
“You must be Joe, welcome to our little meeting. Katie told me all about your problem, and I’m glad to see you and Julie have hit it off so quickly.”
“I must say, I’m a little overwhelmed at the sight of all these beautiful ladies. Are they really all your daughters?”
“Daughters and granddaughters. I have five daughters and 12 granddaughters altogether. Maybe you could be the 1st to give me a great-granddaughter.”
“If I did marry Julie, we might end up giving you a great-grandson instead.”
“Oh, I do hope so. I hope you can break the curse. I have three sisters and my mother had four sisters, it would be nice to have a boy born into the family after so many generations.”
“Curse?” I was curious to hear more.
“Oh mother don’t be silly.” By her tone Aunt Katie obviously didn’t believe in curses. “You know that’s just a silly superstition, and you’ve got nephews as well as nieces. It’s just a matter of time till we have some boys in this side of the family as well.”
“Yes darling, I’m sure you’re right. Anyway Joe, I’m a bit disappointed that you don’t find me sexy enough to give you a hard on. I don’t suppose you could do an old lady a big favour and go down on me could you?
I looked at her, shocked. This lady was old enough to be my grandmother, heavens above, she’s probably older than my grandmother and I had never felt anything sexual about my grandmother.
“Mother! How could you ask such a thing of Joe? I told you, he’s a submissive, you have to tell him what to do.”
“Yes darling, I’m sorry. Joe! Get your head down between my legs and lick my cunt!”
I immediately felt my cock getting hard on the humiliation of being ordered to lick this old lady. God, what sort of pervert was I? I still found myself kneeling at the foot of the sunbed while she slipped off her bikini bottom and spread her legs wide for me to get better access. I was quite surprised to see that she was hairless down there, apart from a heart-shaped landing strip immediately above the hood of her clitoris. As I bent forwards, I could see a touch of moisture on her lips and could smell her musky aroma. I licked gently across her lips testing her juices, before tickling her pleasure button with the tip of my tongue. I remembered it was one of Miss Smith’s classes where she had explained to the boys (and to the girls) how to bring girls pleasure using the tongue, I’d used it to bring quite a few girls to climax since then, but I had never for one moment expected to be using it on Miss Smith’s own mother.
“Did you teach him how to do this Katie?”
“You know it’s what I do at the school, mother.”
“With a tongue like this, he doesn’t need a 9 inch cock!”
She started moaning and gripped the sides of the sunbed, her knuckles turning white as she let out a scream and squirted cum all over my face.
“Oh God, and he never even used his fingers. You, my boy, have my permission to do whatever you want with any member of my family!”
“I think it could be what the family wants to do with this boy!” Aunt Katie laughed at her mother’s reaction to my tongue.
At that moment Julie walked up with a big pitcher of punch and some plastic cups. “Would you like some punch, grandmother?”
“Why is it, with all the fancy glasses we have in this house, the punch has to be served in plastic cups? Yes thank you Julie, I would love a plastic cup of punch.”
Looking round, Joe saw most of the women who were standing talking were already holding cups of punch, but a lot of the younger girls, lying on the sunbeds, were watching Julie, obviously impatient for their drink. Julie poured a cup of punch for her grandmother, and another one for Katie. She didn’t offer me one, but started walking away saying” Come on, you can help” over her shoulder.
I followed behind, leaving Katie talking to her mother, and we walked up to the nearest girl on a sunbed.
“Joe, this is Sarah, and I think she would like some punch.” She poured about half a cup of punch and gave it to me. I was about to pass it on to Sarah when Julie stopped me. “She’d like you to take it into your mouth, then dribble it all over her breasts, and then lick it all up again. Now do it!”
Sarah had her elbows on the sunbed behind her, lifting her body slightly. She was looking at me through her sunglasses, and her bare breasts were inviting me, her nipples just on the top edge of her breasts were standing proud, just begging to be licked. I lifted the cup of punch to my lips and poured it into my mouth. I nearly spat it out again straight away, as it started burning my mouth and I realised this was virtually pure alcohol but I controlled myself, leaned forward and dribbled it gently onto those awaiting tits.
The amber liquid immediately started running down the sides of her breasts, and I realised I would have to be quick to catch it before it dripped onto the sunbed. I reached down quickly to my right and licked the side of her body, the side of her breast and across the top, then moved to the other side and repeated this. Going back to her left side, I again licked up but this time going higher, running my tongue across her nipple and gently sucking it into my mouth. Again I repeated this on her right breast and nipple, then seeing the punch pooling in her belly button was about to overflow, I moved down and licked from the top edge of her bikini bottom right up, across the bottom of her breast, to again suck gently on the nipple.
I repeated this on the other side, then slipping my mouth down, I took care of the punch that was left in her belly button, swirling my tongue round in the hole to make sure it was clean and dry and then making my way up to the valley between her breasts, paying attention to the peaks on both sides, eventually working up to her neck, her chin and finally finding her lips, giving her a deep French kiss so she could taste the alcohol in my mouth. As I pulled away, I realised she had a hand down the front of her bikini bottom and she quickly fingered herself to orgasm, still looking me in the eye.
“Thank you Joe, I look forward to welcoming you into the family.”
Julie gave Sarah a cup of punch, and then we moved on to the next young lady.
“Joe, this is Divina and by the looks of it, she wants you to dribble punch into her pubic hair and then lick it till she’s dry. Now get on with it!”
The way Julie was bossing me about was getting me really excited, while the alcohol from the punch was starting to make me a little lightheaded. My cock was at full strength, as hard as I’d ever known it but nobody appeared to be paying it any attention. I took the half cup of punch, poured into my mouth, and then set about dribbling it into Divina’s pubic hair. She had trimmed her pussy nicely, leaving a soft fuzz which trapped some of the punch until I dribbled enough that it started running down, into the V at the top of her legs and down towards her arse hole.
She was lying with her legs straight down the sunbed, and I had to gently pick them up and spread her knees so that I could catch the punch as it ran down. By the time I had done this, I had to start deep in her crack, licking across her little rosebud and up the sides of her cheeks. I had never been this far back on a girl before, but she seemed to be enjoying it and remembering Miss Smith’s lessons I gently probed her rear entrance with my tongue. She seemed to appreciate this, but I had a job to do so moving on I caught the remainder of the alcoholic liquid up near the bottom of her labia.
The punch now tasted different, mixed with her pussy juice which was flowing abundantly. I realised it could be quite difficult to lick this girl till she was dry but I plunged my tongue into her cunt and sucked out as much of the juice as I could before proceeding up to clean the rest of her hair. Bypassing her clit for the moment, I went back to the short fuzz above and made sure I licked and sucked all the punch out of this mat, before lowering her legs so I could get my tongue into the crease in the top of her thigh, making sure this was clean and dry before returning to rub my tongue across her pleasure button. She immediately screamed and wrapped her legs around the back of my head, pulling me in harder, the juice now running freely down across her bottom to pool on the sunbed. As she relaxed and I could get my head free, I turned to Julie and said “I’m sorry Mistress Julie, I failed to get her dry for you. Please forgive me.”
“I think she enjoyed it though, so I forgive you just this once. Come on, we have more to do.”
On the next sunbed, I was introduced to Aunt Lucy. “Hello Joe, I’m Katie’s youngest sister.”
Lucy was older than the other girls I’ve been looking at, but seemed a bit younger than most of the women. Her breasts were much larger than any of the other girls, as she lay there they flopped out a bit to the sides looking full but soft, and her stomach was a little bit flabby and covered with red patches, some of which were starting to turn grey and silvery. She saw where I was looking. “Twins fuck with your body.”
I heard a laugh from behind me and Aunt Katie’s voice saying “I thought it was fucking that gave you the twins in the first place.”
“Oh I enjoyed that though, and it wouldn’t have been so bad if they had been small twins but they totally ruined my skin, covered me in stretchmarks and I’m still having to work hard to get rid of the flab.”
She changed her tone, looked up at me and smirked. “I hear you’ve not had a lot of experience, and I bet I can offer you something very few men have experienced. I want you to be a very naughty boy, a dirty boy. I want you to cum between my tits.”
She grabbed my manhood and pulled me forward, laying my erection between her breasts as she picked up a bottle of suntan lotion and squeezed a big dollop on top of my hard penis and then she lifted her breasts and pressed them together around it. My cock was in heaven. “Fuck my tits!” she commanded.
I was quickly finding that Aunt Katie have been right, I am a submissive. While I hadn’t been too sure about fucking this older ladies tits, as soon as I received that command I started moving my body back and forth, sliding my hard four inches in and out of that warm, slippery valley between her breasts. She would squeeze her breasts together as I pushed forward, and then push one breast harder than the other as I was pulling back, so my cock was twisted; the feeling was intense.
The moisture around my cock seemed to be increasing. I didn’t think I had that much pre-cum, and then I looked down and realised that there were drops of white liquid squeezing out of Lucy’s erect nipples. As she forced them together and I forced my cock up between them, a few drops of milk would be squeezed out from her breasts running down the inside into the valley to give my cock more lubrication. I found this so erotic, I started pumping harder and faster and she reacted by massaging her breasts harder, by gripping her nipples and squeezing more of the milk out. I could already feel the milk coating my balls as they brushed against her stomach each time I thrust in and then dragged back as I pulled out again.
The end of my cock didn’t reach the top of the valley between her breasts, and as I thrust forwards I could feel the soft skin rubbing against my exposed glans, then as I pulled back my foreskin would be stretched up to cover. Back-and-forth, in and out, I had never actually fucked a girl before and although this was just her breasts I was fucking, I was in ecstasy. I soon felt my balls tighten and my scrotum pull up as a feeling started to move up my cock, and I could feel it shooting out between her breasts, mixing with the warm milk, I came on a female body for the second time today.
Lucy felt my cock erupting between her breasts, and she seemed to have an orgasm of her own making little jets of milk squirt out from her tits. She released her breasts letting them fall towards the sides of her body, revealing my cock in a mess of milk and cum. She grabbed it and pulled me up to her mouth, licking it clean, swirling her tongue around my balls, along the sides of my shaft, before putting the end into her mouth and sucking the last of my cum, sucking hard as if she were trying to pull more out of my balls. Although I had just cum, my cock didn’t seem to have shrunk it all, it was still hard and waved in front of me. As I knelt there with my cock in Lucy’s mouth, Julie gave me another cup of punch.
“Guess where this has to go!” she whispered in my ear. I looked down at the mess between Lucy’s breasts and realised I was supposed to clean it up, I was supposed to take the punch, dribble it on her breasts, let it mix with the milk and the cum that were already there, and then lick it all up leaving her breasts clean and dry. I looked at the punch and the amount of juice that was already covering her body, and made a decision. I took half the punch into my mouth, and then just swallowed it straight down before taking the other half and dribbling it on the insides of Lucy’s breasts, allowing it to mix with the liquids that were already there.
As the mixture ran down towards her stomach, I started lapping around her belly button, sucking up the milk that had already accumulated round there. The texture of her skin was quite strange, the red marks were smooth and taut while the skin between was soft and delicate.
Lucy was watching me and could feel where my tongue was going. She could feel the difference in her skin and she smiled down at me. “Stretchmarks, that’s what twins give you. I was fine when I had my first one, Julie, but the twins just stretched my stomach so much that the skin couldn’t keep up. Now I’m having to work hard to get my body back into shape and I’m still breastfeeding. I don’t get much time to exercise, so I’m sorry if I’ve not got the most beautiful body around but I really enjoyed our fuck.”
I was too busy chasing the streams of alcohol and cum and milk to answer her, I had cleaned her stomach and up the sides of her chest and I was about to start on the valley. I had tasted her milk on its own where it had run down, it was nice. Not really like cows milk, maybe a little bit more salty but I was enjoying the taste. Where the punch had run down and the two were mixed together, it was a strange flavour, almost like alcoholic milkshake. As I approached the bottom of the valley I was getting more and more coconut flavour, I realised it was coconut oil suntan lotion she had squirted on to give my cock its initial lubrication and I realised she must have tasted that on my cock as she was cleaning me.
She had already experienced the flavours I was working through, except for the punch. She must have been able to taste her milk and the suntan lotion and my cum all mixed together and she hadn’t complained, so I took the plunge and spreading my tongue I licked right up between her tits, collecting the last of the milk and the punch and a big glob of my cum. I started sucking and cleaned up the mess, swirling my tongue and lips around to make sure I collected it all. It actually tasted quite nice, it was the first time I had ever tasted my own cum, it was just a little salty.
She looked down at me with a smile . “Don’t ignore my nipples.” I lifted my head and looked, of course her nipples were wet and I had to leave her clean and dry. I leaned over, put out my tongue and gently licked a little drop of milk off the top of her left tit. She moaned as I pulled back and repeated this with her right tit. She moaned again.
“There, your nipples seem clean and dry now.” As I said this, I saw two new drops of milk appear where I had just licked. This time, I licked the milk off her left breast again and then as she moaned I pulled the nipple into my mouth and started sucking. I could feel the sprays of milk hitting inside my mouth, the taste of the milk as it accumulated and ran down into my stomach, I couldn’t remember ever having sucked milk out of a woman’s tits before – I guess I had done it to my mum at some stage but somehow that didn’t seem as sexy. I suddenly heard Lucy’s voice and realised Julie’s head was close to my own as she sucked on Lucy’s other nipple.
“Yes mummy?” Something Aunt Lucy said earlier rose in my memory. She said her first daughter was Julie, but I hadn’t associated that with the girl whose face I had cum on earlier. Here I was sucking breastmilk from the mother while her daughter sucked on her other breast. Her daughter that I was probably going to fuck tonight.
“Bite my nipples!” Never being one to refuse a direct command like that, I closed my teeth around the outstanding nipple and bit gently. I guess Julie was doing the same to the other breast but it obviously wasn’t enough.
“Harder! Harder! Bite down hard! God that feels good.”
I bit down hard. I could feel the milk still spurting into my mouth as I sucked, but now each time I bit down I could feel Lucy’s body writhing under me. As I released my bite and sucked again I could feel the milk and the blood return to her nipple, the milk spurting out and the blood causing gasps to run through her body. She was having orgasms, lots of them, each time Julie or I bit down on a tit she would have an orgasm. Neither of us were being gentle, her breasts would be sore for days, which meant that every time she fed her babies it would be sore. I wondered if women usually have orgasms while they were breastfeeding – I seem to remember something about that from Aunt Katie’s sex ed lessons. I would have to ask her next time! Lucy’s milk was starting to dry up, her orgasms were subsiding so Julie and I left her lying sated on the sunbed as we went off to meet the rest of the family.
Karen didn’t really fit in with the other girls, she had dark hair and a small, elfish face. Her body was slim and muscular looking, but her breasts were full and well formed. She was sitting on the edge of the sunbed and had obviously been watching us with Lucy as she had a hand down and she was playing with herself. I could see she was already wet and I knew it would be more difficult drying her after I had dribbled the punch round wherever it was she wanted it dribbling. As she was naked I had a good idea where that would be. I was only partly right.
As we approached, my cock bouncing on her eye level, she reached up and grabbed me. She pulled me in and kissed the end of my cock, taking the first couple of inches into her mouth. If it had been possible I would have got harder, but it seemed my cock had a life of its own and was never going to get soft again. “I want you to dribble punch on my cunt and my arse and then lick them both till I cum hard.”
Saying this, she lay back, lifted her arse in the air and pulled her legs over till her feet were either side of her head and her cunt and rosebud were beautifully presented ready for my tongue. This was going to be a long day!
Three girls later, and I had succeeded in dribbling punch over another pair of breasts, which I managed to leave clean and dry, one arsehole and two more pussies which somehow I couldn’t get dry. We eventually arrived back at Julie’s sunbed, with barely a cup of the punch left. She poured this into a plastic cup and passed it to me, then she lay back on her sunbed. She still had the one-piece swimsuit on, so I couldn’t dribble the punch onto her breasts or down in the area I would really like to get my tongue, instead she directed me to take a mouth full of the punch, and dribble it over her face and into her mouth.
By now I was used to the taste of the punch so I took a good mouthful, and then started dribbling gently. She closed her eyes tight as I dribbled all over her face, and opened her mouth so that I could dribble the remainder of the punch straight down her throat. Once my mouth was empty, I went back to licking her face and sucking up the punch, but this time I didn’t swallow it myself, whenever I got some in my mouth I would dribble it into hers.
There was a strange taste to the punch and I could feel a roughness in her skin, and I suddenly realised she’d never cleaned up my come from when I had shot over her earlier. I could taste myself on her skin, mixed with the punch and I wondered if she could tell the difference in what I was dribbling into her mouth. Having cleaned her face, I took what was left of the punch into my mouth and then rather than dribbling it, I lifted her shoulders and kissed her, letting the rest of the punch flow freely between our mouths, wrestling with her tongue as it trickled down her throat. She threw her arms around my neck and pulled me in tight, then we lay down together and I let the alcohol take me to slumberland.