Caught jacking off my shemale cock! SeXStoRY

Nothing like lying in bed, naked, legs spread, lubing up your cock, my shemale cock is 7 inches with a big mushroom head, and start jacking off to porn or mags or fantasies, and you think no one will catch you. Wrong! Was at a slumber party years ago, only 17, and found a spare room with a bed, so i went in, thought i locked the door, but didn't. I took off my clothes and wet panties, and started to jack my cock off to a porn mag i had with me. I was moaning and it felt so good, then the door opens and my girlfriend's mom comes in and is so surprised to see that i have a cock. I covered up my cock, but she came to me, sat on the bed, began to stroke my cock, and play with her pussy. then she undressed and put her mouth on my cock, sucking it so good, i did not say a word, then i began to eat her wet pussy, it was dripping with juice! She then told me to cum in her mouth, that she likes to taste cum, so I did, what a load i shot. But she was not done yet. She wanted my cock in her pussy and ass, so i jacked it hard and fucked her pussy and ass, cumming in her ass. She came at least twice, it was so fucking hot! We finally sucked each others tits, and then she said she had to leave. Saw her again about a year later, we got a motel room and sucked and fucked and jizzed all night, what a fuck! I jackoff to her sometimes, so when you jack that cock or pussy off, lock the door!

AM I DREAMING PART 2 SeXStoRY

DONNY IS THAT YOU!!! I SAID HE LOOKED STUNDED WITH HIS MOUTH OPEN. SANY WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE HIS VOICE TREMBELING.I THINK I AM HERE TO MEET YOU I THINK MR TOUNGE? I SAID SCARED OUT OF MY WITS. CHERRY!!?? I I THIS HAS TO BEE SOME KIND OF JOKE!!! WITH HIS FACE GETTING RED. I SAT DOWN AND WACTHED HIM FOR A MOMENT AND THOUGHT AM I DREAMING THIS CANT BE REAL OR DID MY FANTASY DID COME TRUE AFTER HEARING ABOUT EVERY BODY ELSES FUCKEXPADITION AND HEARING DIDI TALK ABOUT FUKING DONNY SOO MANY TIMES MORE THAN I CAN COUNT.ALL OF A SUDDEN HE SAID YIU HAVE TO GO HOME!! NO WHAT I SAID NO I WANT TO KNOW THE REAL THING LIKE WHAT WE TALKED ABOUT IN CHAT ROOM I WANT TO FEEL A HARD THICK COCK IN MY WET PUSSY AND WHILE I WAS SAYING THESE THING MY NIPPLE STARTED TO GET REALLY HARD IN THE LOW CUT RED DRESS. DONNY EYES SHIFTED TO MY BREAST AND HE SUCKED IN HIS BREATH YOUR PARENTS WOULD KILL ME IF I DID THOSE THINGS TO YOU I DONT CARE I WANT I WANT TO LICK YOU COCK LIKE A LOLLIPOP I WANT TO FEEL YOU GET HARD IN MY MOUTH WHILE I SUCK YOU TILL YOU CUMAND DRINK IT ALL DOWN HE STARTED BREATHING DIFFRENT SOO I LOOKED DOWN AT HIS CROCTH AND THERE IT WAS HIS VERY LARGE COCK WAS STRAING AGAINST THE FRONT OF HIS PANTS I REACHED DOWN AND TOUCHED HIM IT JUMPED UNDER THE PALM OF MY HAND HE MADE LOW MOAN AND STOP IN A WISPER YOU LIVE 3 HOUSES UP FROM ME HOW CAN THIS BE MY FANTASY COME TRUE??? FANTSY???! I SAID YOU HAD A FANTASY ABOUT ME ?? YES SINCE I MOVED HERE I SAW YOU JOGGING ONE MORNING AND I GOT SUCH A HARD ON SOO ASKED AROUND ABOUT YOU AND PEOPLE SAID THAT YOOUR PARENTS WERE VERY STRICT THEY DONT LET YOU DATE YOUR FRIEND DIDI SAID THAT YOU WERE STUCKUP AND A PRUD SOO I JUST KEPT TO MYSELF ALL THIS TIME GOD IF I HAD ONLY KNOWN. A PRUD HUH?? WELL THE NWAITER CAME IN AND IF WE WERE READY TO ORDER I SAID NO WERE JUST LEAVING HE SAID WHAT??!! I ASKED IS YOUR PARENTS HOME NO THEY ARE OUT OF TOWN UNTIL SUNDAY EVENING WHY CAUCE WE ARE GOING TO YOUR HOUSE RIGHT NOW COME I THINK WE HAVE BOTHWAITED LONG ENOUGH DONT YOU THINK? BUT ONE STOP 1ST I NEED TO DROP DIDI'S CAR SOO WAIT AND I WILL GO BACK HOME WITH YOU HE SAID OK BUT ONE MORE THING I DROPED TO MY KNEES IN FRONT OF HIM UNIPPED HIS PANTS AND PULLED OUT HIS LARGE COCK AND PUT IN MY MOUTH AND BEGAN TO SUCK HIS COCK HIS ASS RAISED OFF THE THE SEAT GOD DAMM GIRL WHERE YOU LEARN TO SUCK LIKE THAT WATCHING PORN GOD STOP OR YOU WILL MAKE ME BLOW MY LOAD ALL OVER YOU LETS GET OUT OF HERE NOW WE LEFT A TIP AND WAS OUT OF THERE LIKE A SPEEDING BULLET I REACHED BY DIDI'S AND GAVE HER BACK THES KEYS FOR THE CAR TOLD HER IT WAS A DUD WE WILL TALK LATERS SHE SAID OK AND I LEFT AND JUMPED IN DONNY'S CAR AND RACED HOME. AS SOON AS HIS FRONT DOOR CLOSED I SPAN AROUND AND KISSED HIM I WAS SOO HORNY FOR HIS COCK I WAS DRIPPING WET NOW MY NIPPLES ACHED THEY WANT TO BE SUCKED. NO TAKING IT SLOW I WANT YOU NOW WHCIH WAY TO YOUR ROOM AND I HAVE A FEELING THAT YOU DONT WANT TO WAIT EITHER. NO HE SAID I WATED TOO LONG ALREADY WE RAN UP THE STAIRS TO HIS ROOM AT THE END OF THE HALL. WE BEGAN TO STRIP OFF ALL OUR CLOTHES WHEN WE WERE NAKED HE DROPED TO HIS KNEES AND UT HIS FACE UP TO MY PUSSY AN INHALED GOD YOU SMELL SWEET PUT ME TO LIE DOWN AND PARTED MY LEGS AND BEAGN TO SUCK MY JUCIES OFF MY CUNT OMG THIS IS WHAT A MAN TOUNGE FEELS LIKE? HE STUCK 2 FINGERS IN MY PUSSY AND STARTED TO LICK MY CLIT I WENT OFF LIKE A FIRE CFACKER MY ORGASM HIT ME SOO HARD LIKE NEVER BEFORE OHGODOGOD I IM CUUUUUUMMMMMMINNGG AHHHHHHH AHHHHHH AHHHHHH THEN I HEARD THE TAIL SOUND OF ME SQUIRTING STRAIT INTO HIS MOUTH I DONT KNOW HOW LONG IT LASTED BUT I WAS STILL HORNY TO FUCK. WHEN THE LAST SPASM PAST I LOOKED AT HIM HE WAS SMILING WOW YOUR JUCIES ARE LIKE NECTAR YOU SWALLOWED IT ??! YES EVERY LAST DROP NOW IS YOUR TURN TO TASTE MY NECTAR HE LAID DOWN AND KNELT BETWEEN HIS LEGS TOOK HIS COCK IN MY HANDS I DREAMT YOU WERE BIG BUT NOTHING CANT BEAT THE REAL THING I PUT MY MOUTH ON HIS COCK GOD HE FELT SOOO GOOD HE GROANED OH BABY YEAH SUCK THAT FUCKING NOW AND I BEGANTOO SUCK MY HEAD BOBING UP AN DOWN WITH GREAT SUCKING I FELT HIS COCK GET GET BIGGER HE GRABED MY HEAD AND BEGAN TO SLAM IT DOWN ON HI COCK SAYING OHYEAH OHYEAH OHYEAH THEN HE STIFFEND AND SAID OOOOHHH FUUUUUUUCCCCK CUUUUMIINNGGGGG TAKE IT ALL BITCH.HOT CUM STARTED TO FLOW TO THE BACK OF MY THROAT I BEGAN TO SWALLOW IT HE TASTED REALLY GOOD AN D I KEPT DRINKING IT EVERY LAST DROP OF IT WHEN HE WAS DONE CUMMING IN MY MOUTH HE SAID NO NO I AM NOT FINISHED WITH YOU YET DARLING WOW THAT WAS FANTASTIC NOW I WANT TO FUCK THAT LOVELY PUSSY OF YOURS BY THENJ I WAS READY TO CUM AGAIN YES FUCK ME TILL I PASS OUT I AM YOURS!!!! WAIT FOR PART THREE IT GETS BETTER

The dance teacher SeXStoRY

I sat at the back of the hall watching and admiring her moves. Joanne, the object of my desires. We had a brief relationship years ago that was never intimate. The time wasn't right for us at that time and we drifted apart. I often thought about her, wondering what would have happened if things we different at the time. Years had passed since we last saw each other. I was surprised when she contacted me again recently. She was producing a show and needed someone with my physical attributes to play a small part. We started chatting as if no time had passed since we last saw each other, becoming more flirtatious with every message sent. Although we were both married, talking to her again just felt right. We arranged to meet up to discuss the show she was producing after one of her classes. As soon as I saw her again, my mind drifted back to the time we spend together. She was stunning, looked better than I remembered. I knew that I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off her. I waited until she dismissed her class, then went to speak to her. She was slightly out of breath and hot from dancing, this got me a little worked up. After working in a gym for years, nothing turns me on more than a woman all hot from a workout. I hugged her tightly, I knew she liked that from our time together. She led me to her office where we sat down on the couch and made small talk. It was like old times where we'd spend hours talking and hugging on the couch at my house. As we were chatting, I managed to get close enough to tease her neck with my fingers. She didn't protest so I pulled her close to me. With my arm around her shoulder I leant over to kiss her. Soft and passionate, I hoped it would never end. With my hand resting on her thigh, I grabbed her and pulled her onto me so she straddled me. We were kissing, but no longer softly. Fast and furiously she kissed me as if her life depended on it. I had both of my hands on her great, round ass. Dancers have great asses. This was more than I'd imagined would happen, it was amazing. She reached down and lifted my shirt over my head and run her fingers down my bare chest. I removed her top which was damp from her dancing. He had great tits which were begging to be freed from her sports bra. I pulled her into me and reached around to remove her bra, letting her lovely tits out from thier prison. I firmly grabbed a breast in each hand making her moan with pleasure. I always thought she'd be a loving and tender sexual partner, boy I was wrong. She was like an a****l, so passionate and sexual. I took a nipple in my mouth and bit it gently, she let out a little yelp and chastised me. She stood up and grabbed my hand, gesturing for me to stand up. As I did she started to undo my belt and pull my jeans down. My cock was throbbing and dying for attention. She knelt down and pulled me out of my underwear. With her hand tightly holding my cock at the base she gave the tip a gentle kiss before taking the full length in her mouth. Even though she was often in my thoughts, this was better than I'd ever dreamt. She was sucking me like it was an olympic sport. I wouldn't last long like this so I had to slow things down. I picked her up and laid her down on the couch. I removed her dance shoes and pulled her yoga pants down to reveal a black and pink pair of french knickers, I could tell they were soaked. I f***efully removed them to her approval. Starting at her feet, I kissed and nibbled my way up her legs. Teasing her with my mouth and tongue, with every kiss she let out another moan. I got to the top of her thigh and the scent of her arousal drew me into her pussy. I started licking her outer lips trying to clean up all her juices, she was soaked. I moved my tongue up to her waiting clit. Flicking it with my tongue and sliding two fingers inside her, finding her g-spot. She started to thrust her hips up and down on my fingers, she pulled my head into her so she could grind her clit on my mouth. She was getting close and was moaning louder now. I could feel her pussy contract around my fingers as she continued to grind against my tongue. A few seconds later she let out a loud moan as she had her first orgasm and her juices gushed into my mouth and over my face. Once she recovered, she stood up and pushed me f***efully back onto the couch and climbed onto me. teasing my throbbing cock with her pussy. I couldn't take it anymore, I grabbed her hips and pushed down. She was so tight, no way was her husband giving her what she needs. She rode me like a pro, sliding up and down my thick cock while my hands squeezed and her breasts. I slipped a hand between her legs and started to play with her clit. She picked up the pace and started fucking me harder until she tensed up as another orgasm took control. She bit my shoulder and dug her nails in my back drawing bl**d. I could feel myself getting ready to cum, I held her hips and thrust hard into her a few more times until I shot a load of thick spunk inside her. We sat there for ages coming down, neither of us wanted to move. Eventually we got dressed and went our separate ways. Maybe there will be another time, I'm just happy to have finally done something that should have happened years ago.

Life in L.A SeXStoRY

Ahh the beuatiful night sky and parties still are amazing to go to to this day. but the real treat is what happened no more then 3 months ago in a very particular bar. I was simply going to a new place that just opened thinking I might as well see what it's like. Boy did i find out. No less then 2 hours into the place while drinking i spot myself an Angel among the living when This Gorgeous asian woman slender and breasts to drool over with that nice ass came walking over to me. "hey beutiful, we should ditch here and go somewhere a little more quiet" she told me. as d***k as i was i couldnt really deny a babe like that so i simply nodded and began walking with her. suprisingly what she meant by ditch was she took me to the women's bathroom as i questioned what she was gonna do she locked the door behind her as i turn to see 3 other ladies standing there. all slender and curvy in the right places. Unfortunately it wasnt going to be the fun group i thought it would be for as soon as i walked in they rounded on me dragging me to the middle and stripping my clothing off faster then i could when i wanted to sl**p badly. they held be down bent over the sink and handcuffed me to the nobs on one of the sinks as they grabbed a black bag next to me. I looked at the bag as they began passing around rather big strap ons. The one that led me here was first she got behind me and roughly shoved hers into my pussy so quickly i had cried out loudly in pain. i was still rather tight as i didnt have sex with guys that much so bl**d was dribbling down my legs and making a small puddle next to my feet. It didnt stop her though and she relentlessly kept pounding away at me like i was a sex dummy. i was moaning loudly and uncontrollably as i came 2 times from the dildo. but that wasnt it for me as each of her friends did the same thing to me. about 4 hours later they got themselves tidied and naked as each climbed over infront of me and f***ed me to eat each of them out and get them off. i wont deny one was rather disgusting to do it to but i did it anyway to ensure i wouldnt be harmed. afterwards they left me their on my knees handcuffs still on and both bl**d and juices from a squirt dildo around me. i had to wait until the owners came in and saw me. i was never let in to the bar again but im rather glad and somewhat sad i wont be able to do that again.

Grace 9-The Estate (3 of 3) SeXStoRY

The author kindly advises that this scenario contains descriptions of exhibitionism, anal sex, groupsex and graphic language and is only suitable for persons over 18 years old. Grace 9-The Estate (3 of 3) (Uni student Grace Worthington fucks in a live porno Internet feed) It was Thursday morning. The University gardener left home early to begin his shift at the nearby Uni grounds. He walked through the gates around 6am, clocked on and began his work for the day. 30 minutes later he passed by underneath Grace Worthington’s window on his lawnmower. The sound disturbed Grace’s sl**p and few minutes later her alarm clock went off. It promised to be a cool but sunny day in her part of the world. She left bed and walked down the hallway. The soreness around her anus and vagina, a result of her photo shoot on Sunday, was gone. She went through the bathroom, put on her jeans, sweater and trainers, organized her bag and was on her way to the Uni canteen for breakfast. Sometimes she wondered how she got herself into this situation. The porno photo shoot, the sex parties, the exhibitionism. Coming from a proper, conservative upbringing, she was by now a twenty- year-old intelligent math- and science student. In about two years time she would do her exams, get her degree and work as a researcher, developing new technologies. She admitted to herself that she had trouble managing her sexuality. She had guys staying the night regularly but that was not near enough to satisfy her. And then there was the issue of watching and being watched. Looking at herself in the shop windows, she regularly checked herself out and liked what she saw. Small firm butt, slim build, plenty of space between her legs, small hard tits, half long blond hair, nice tan. She didn’t mind showing off what she had. She just had to manage herself a bit better, be more disciplined so that all this wouldn’t turn into a big problem. She had promised herself to limit her eating for today and tomorrow and mainly drink a lot of water in preparation for her Friday night adventure. She felt a bit like an athlete, preparing for a big event. She had been into exercising mode this week and had gone for a spray tan as she regularly did. She did her hair and acquired a new modern cut. Her blond hair was still half long but with a few extra curls and sand colored strands. It looked elegant and modern. And best of all; she fitted it all around her study schedule. That afternoon she found herself sitting in the ornate university library with her friends, working on her science papers. A Uni staff member came to their table and handed her a courier-envelope that was left for her at the administrator’s office. Her friends at the other side of the table were curious. “That looks pretty important Grace. Is that from overseas or something,” they asked. She opened the envelope and looked inside. There was a magazine and a letter. She was shocked at what she saw but didn’t show her emotion to her friends. “Oh, some mail from overseas friends, letters and some documents. I’d better deal with it straight away.” She excused herself, took her bag and left the library, leaving her friends guessing. She went straight to her room and took out the contents of the envelope. The magazine was a Brazilian porno publication. The letter was an email printout from Irene that the publisher had enclosed. She wrote that she emailed her images overseas late on Sunday. The publisher made his choice on Monday, printed on Tuesday and mailed a copy straight away. “Hmmm, the marvels of modern publishing” Grace thought. She took the magazine out of its cellophane wrapper. It was in the Portuguese language. On the cover was a slim mulatto girl with her legs spread wide. Her black pubic hair was neatly trimmed around her wide-open slit, the pink meat inside clearly visible. Grace leafed through the publication and found it was mostly filled with mulatto men, women and groups having sex in various configurations with shots of wide open legs and flowing sperm, some of it dripping off hot mouths. She was close to the middle of the magazine when her shots appeared. She was shocked and excited seeing herself like this in a seedy porn mag. She counted eight pages. A major part of the book. There were several shots on every page and a few feature pages with copy in Portuguese. One full page showed her from behind, legs wide, her arse and her red open slit in full detailed view. Jake’s large dark cock pushed into her anus from above. She’d never seen herself from this angle. It was hot and horny hardcore. The double page spread in the middle was however the best. In that shot Grace was lying on her arched back, spreading her legs wide. Jakes cock was in the top left corner, shooting sperm all over her, white strands running down her stomach into her wide-open swollen slit. Her crotch and the red flesh of her open vagina were in the lower right corner of the 2-page spread. It turned her on seeing herself like this in a magazine, and knowing that thousands of others were seeing her like this. She checked out the back cover; ‘circulation 25000’ it said. In 25000 South American homes, people looked at her naked flesh and swollen genitals in between her legs. It was exhibitionism on a grand scale. She put the mag and letter backing in the envelope and hid it in a drawer. She knew her parents were never allowed to see this. They would be aghast, finding their precious daughter stark naked, covered in sperm in a seedy porn publication like this. That afternoon Grace had trouble concentrating. She couldn’t focus on her science papers, thinking constantly about her hot photos in that porn magazine and what awaited her on Friday night. In the evening she was busy in the bathroom, grooming, carefully trimming her pubic hair around her vagina and removing it from between her buttocks around her anus. Late Friday afternoon Grace put on her jeans and a white shirt, packed her weekend bag and headed for the station. Around 7pm she rang the doorbell at The Estate. Irene, the photographer, met her at the door. “Oh Grace, its so good to see you again,” she said as she hugged her. Grace noticed the erotically charged atmosphere as soon as she came in. Lights were dimmed. All the curtains were closed, creating an intimate atmosphere. Rhythmic music was playing while people in evening dress mingled. Grace didn’t see any familiar faces amongst the elegantly dressed crowd. She heard foreign languages. Some apparently came from overseas. People were also mingling in Irene’s studio. “This will be a special night, Grace,” Irene said softly. “All that I film will be fed live to my website where subscribers can follow everything. It will also be shown on large plasma screens in the ballroom, bedrooms and several other places in the building. The subscribers have put in requests about what they wanted to see.” She came closer to Grace. Her hand slowly moved down Grace’s body, squeezing her crotch through her jeans. Grace could feel her breath as she whispered in her ear; “Lube yourself up girl. You‘ll be having fun all night.” Grace was aroused and didn’t know what to think or say. Irene’s fingers ran through her hair. “Why don’t you first change into something more elegant and mingle with our guests,” she suggested. Grace slowly went towards the fitting room. An elegant couple stood close to the entrance. Grace went past them into the room but didn’t close the door. She locked eyes with the pair as she slowly took off her t-shirt and unbuttoned her jeans. The woman, a slim brunette, came to Grace and softly kissed her on the lips. Grace felt her hand slide down her body between her legs. The hand tried to go inside her tiny white panties but she resisted. “No, no, not yet” Grace whispered. “Later, in front of the camera. You’ll see me, then join me. We’ll have fun together.” The woman nodded. She was hot for Grace but would wait. Grace put on Irene’s straight short black mini dress, a fake pearl armband and matching necklace and black shoes. She slowly moved in between the guests in the studio. Around ten people were there, some young, some middle-aged, all dressed in evening attire. The white bench and the studio lights were there. She found Irene with her camera at the back of the room watching her. Grace made small talk, drank champagne. After about fifteen minutes she made eye contact with Irene who nodded. Grace knew her time had come. The moment she’d looked forward to and dreaded at the same time. She blushed and felt itching between her legs. She slowly moved in between the people, sipping champagne, when she spotted an older couple. She paused in front of them and made eye contact. “Could you hold my glass please,” she whispered. She turned around looking at them over her shoulder. With one hand she slowly lowered the dress zipper on her back. The couple stared at her in shock. “Why don’t you help me,” she said seductively. The older woman had quickly collected herself and smiled. “Definitely my pleasure dear,” she replied while very slowly pulling the zipper down. Her hands moved up Grace’s back and gently pushed the dress off her shoulders. It fell to the floor, revealing Grace’s hard tanned body and tiny white underwear. “I can help you even more,” the woman whispered as Grace felt her hand slowly moving down her back. Her bra strap released but the hand kept on going down, disappearing briefly inside her panties in between her small hard buttocks. Grace half-closed her eyes and slightly moved her arse, feeling how the hand grabbed into her crotch. She caught the bra and held it against her breasts. She looked around. She had become the focus of attention and loved every bit of it. She got her champagne glass back and continued to move towards the white bench, dropping her tiny white bra, exposing her firm small breasts. The dimmed lights, the beat of the music, the voyeurs watching her; she couldn’t help but touching herself, squeezing her hard breasts, rubbing inside her panties as she kicked off her shoes and mounted the white bench in a slow, cat-like manner. She positioned herself upright in the middle with her back to the audience and slowly moved on the rhythm of the music while moving her hard little buttocks, squeezing her breasts and rubbing inside her panties. They were held together with little string knots on her hips. She slowly undid one side while turning around. The voyeurs saw how she undid the other knot and slowly squatted as the fabric fell away, exposing the blond pubic hair surrounding her protruding pussy-lips. She moved to the beat of the music, stark naked, squatting and masturbating in front of everyone in the studio…and on the plasma screens in the whole building. Grace saw Irene with her camera filming her. She was now also live on the website, showing what she had between her legs, fingering herself in front of thousands. The couple she met at the fitting room door had watched it all from a distance. They took off their shoes and moved onto the bench fully clothed. Grace felt the woman’s hand touching her crotch from behind. She planted her legs further apart, squatted and arched her back, pushing up her arse. The brunette pushed Grace’s buttocks apart and buried her face in her crotch. Bystanders saw how the brunette’s lips and tongue were visible from the front in between Grace’s legs, pushing deep into her vagina. Her husband had taken off his jacket and pants and was groping Grace from the front. His hands ran up and down the full length of her torso, going from fingering her slit to grabbing her small tits. Grace rested one hand on the man’s shoulder to maintain balance while she was squatting. “Oh God, I’m in the middle of a porno film in front of thousands.” The thought ran through her mind and just made her moan and bend her body even more. In Sao Paulo, on the sixth floor of an apartment building, a young couple was fucking in their bedroom while watching the live website feed from Europe on their plasma screen. They saw how two dressed bystanders groped a naked blond girl in front of an audience. It was clear the girl loved it. She smiled, moaned, and contorted her body to accommodate those hands and fingers. She went eventually on all fours, spreading her legs, showing the audience her wide-open arse. The camera zoomed in on her crotch, showing her anal opening and her open slit surrounded by blond pubes. The man’s cock appeared from the top of the screen and slowly pushed into her anus. A murmur went through the crowd. Grace abruptly looked up and behind her when she felt the man’s hot cock pushing its way into her body. “Oh no, slowly, please slowly. Oh God its so fucking tight,” she whispered, pushing one hand against the man’s chest. The man took her arm. “I’ll fuck your hot arse slowly baby.” She looked up and stared at the voyeurs on her side of the bench. Her wet face was close-up on the screens around the building as the crowd saw the pain on her face, her eyes half closed with her mouth wide open. “Fuck me, fuck me,” she mouthed as pain and pleasure followed each other up. The Brazilian couple was in awe how all this meat disappeared inside her arse. “Oh, isn’t that blonde a hot chick, she’s such a horny pornstar. I wish I could get in between her legs,” the young woman said, while her man was taking her from behind. The couples’ plasma screen showed the brunette standing on the opposite side of the bench, slowly lifting her dress and sliding her panties off to reveal a neatly trimmed crotch with dark pubes. She moved onto the bench and pushed the blond girl’s face deep into her hot pussy. They saw a close-up of the blonde, frantically delving into the brunette’s pink hole. Grace heard the woman egging her man on; “Oh, isn’t she a hot fuck Joe… oh, her tongue is driving me crazy. Fuck her arse Joe, fuck her hard.” Grace stopped for a moment and looked straight at the camera. The Brazilian couple saw her face close-up, wet and aroused, her eyes glazed, moaning loudly as she ate the brunette while getting arse-fucked at the same time. They heard the beat of the music, mixed with the moaning and panting of the horny blonde pornstar. Grace looked up as she felt how the man was about to come. She braced herself as he roughly assaulted her throbbing anus, his panting becoming more incessant. She suddenly felt him grabbing her hips and tightly latching on. He screamed, his face contorted when his hot liquid spurted into her cavity walls. In the building people saw on screens a shot from behind the man. His wet cock slowly popped out of Grace’s anus, hanging vertically down between her arse cheeks, still shooting sperm down her crotch. The white goo slowly ran down, coating her short pubic hair on both sides of her gaping pink slit. The brunette moved away from her face. A bystander groped the woman and managed to get in between her legs while Grace moved off the white bench. She hadn’t come yet. Her naked body craved a release but she probably wouldn’t find it here. She tried to steady herself on her feet. A few of the voyeurs helped her but took advantage of her naked, confused state. Their hands were groping her, their fingers searching for holes between her legs. She squatted and pushed her arse up, felt fingers pushing into her red anus and vagina, and threw hear head back. She so wanted to give in. Then she made eye contact with Irene who gestured her to leave the studio. Grace fended off the hands and fingers and went to the studio door. She hesitated. She was stark naked and felt vulnerable. She’d only been in this state in the studio. Now she was expected to walk naked down the corridors of the building between all the people out there. She hesitated and looked behind her. Irene, who was collecting her clothes and shoes, saw her hesitation and sternly pointed to the door. Grace took a deep breath, opened the door and stepped naked outside into the long, dimly lit corridor. She looked around. A few people were standing nearby. They turned their heads and checked out her naked body. Grace blushed as she saw them focusing their eyes on her crotch. She avoided their gaze, and started slowly moving down the hallway. Some sperm ran out of her anus down her legs while she slowly walked towards the end of the long corridor. She past by two men in tuxedo’s who grabbed her arm and blatantly grabbed her crotch. She tried to fend them off but succumbed to the many fingers that found their way in between her blond pubes, pushing in between her red pussy lips. She leaned with her shoulders against the wall pushing her midriff forward and upward. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” she moaned as she balanced her wide spread legs on her tows. She almost left the ground when the men f***efully finger-fucked her. Irene was behind her filming it all but urged her to move on. She knew how easily distracted she was. Grace fended of the men and move down the corridor, now more comfortable with her nakedness. She felt the lush carpet under her bare feet. She felt free without her clothes, and became emboldened. While walking she squeezed her hard breasts with one hand while fingering her clit with the other. She went past several other guests, some male, some female. They were like voyeurs; they ogled her, looked between her legs. She accommodated them by exposing herself. She would slowly turn around to give them time to look or squatted slightly while placing one leg on a chair as she was leaning against the wall for a detailed view of her open vagina. “God, this is fuckin’ sexy, such a turn-on. I’m exposing my private parts to total strangers. They’re checking out my crotch and I’m absolutely loving it,” she thought. She finally came to the T-section at the end. When she came closer she noticed a black man in a tuxedo sitting on a red couch. From where he sat he could see down two corridors at the same time. She stood stark naked against a wall fingering her slit, watching him. She knew instinctively this was a situation Irene set up. She was going to fuck another stranger. The man winked her over and pointed at his zipper. Irene filmed from a distance as Grace slowly kneeled in front of him with her knees spread wide, pushing her arse up. Her fingers carefully opened his pants and pulled out his black cock. She placed her lips around his knob and started to move her head up and down the shaft, sucking the warm rubbery meat of his dickhead. After a few minutes she stopped and looked down the corridors. Several people were watching, some at a distance, some only meters away. She placed herself in front of the man with her back towards him and squatted with one leg on the couch. She leaned backwards, resting on her arms behind her. She spread her legs as wide as possible before sinking her slit over the black knob. Voyeurs saw how the man’s long black meat slowly pushed itself into Grace’s red slit, disappearing inside her body. Her blond pubic hair made for great contrast. Grace pushed her chest up and threw her head backwards. She felt the hot pole deep inside, rubbing against her inner walls. She wanted it badly and started to ride it furiously. She opened her eyes and looked at the crowd that had gathered to watch. They were quietly sipping champagne while enjoying Grace’s live show. She saw herself live close-up on one of the plasma screens. “Oh, yeah, watch me, look at my hot flesh, look at me fuck,’ she whispered. A girl from apparent North African decent separated from the crowd. She was a tall slim twenty year old with short black curly hair, immaculately dressed in a black skirt and brown button blouse. Grace watched as she moved in front of her. She put her champagne glass and bottle on the floor and started to unbutton her blouse. She slowly slipped off the garment and opened the zip of her skirt on her hip. It also dropped on the floor revealing her black bra and g-string. Grace was still riding the man’s long black cock and was close to coming. She saw the woman pick up her champagne flute and suddenly realized what was coming. She threw her head back and pushed up her chest. To the delight of the voyeurs the woman poured the champagne over Grace’s chest emptying half the bottle. It bubbled and cascaded down the front of Grace’s body into her pubic hair and down the man’s long cock. “Oh fuckin’ hell, Oooh fuck,” she moaned loudly. “That’s fuckin’ brilliant!” She upped the tempo and finally got the release she so craved for. She lifted her body off the man’s cock. The crowd heard her pant and moan, saw her face contort, her body cramp up as she blasted hot liquid out of her slit, moisture dripping down the man’s long pole. Grace was still shaking when she got off the man to be immediately ambushed by the woman. She moved on the couch, her legs wide, squatting over Grace. Her g-string was close to Grace’s face when she slowly unlocked a clip on her hip, pealing away the fabric. She had short black hair around her black pussy lips. Her hand guided the back of Grace’s head as she pushed her face into her slit. Grace’s lips locked onto her opening, her tongue going deep inside her pink meat, her pubes pushing into Grace’s face. She loved the way Grace ate her and moaned loudly while taking off her bra revealing her small flat but firm tits. “Oh yeah, eat me baby. Eat me. Your such a hot fuck.” She got off Grace, kissed her long and deep on the mouth and went on the sofa on her back with her legs wide. Grace went on top of her, burying her head in her crotch. The woman pushed Grace’s buttocks aside to open her slit a bit more and buried her nose and lips inside her opening. Grace felt her warm breath, her nose and wet tongue flicking inside her body. She closed her eyes, squealed and loved every second of it. Suddenly she felt something cold pushing against her anal ring. She looked up behind her and what she saw shocked her. She saw the woman take the half-full, sleek, long-necked champagne flute from the floor and tried to push it into her anus. “Oh no, no, no please, please don’t put in there,” she begged. She tried to move her arse but the woman held on tight. The voyeurs loved it and encouraged the woman, as she pushed the flute’s opening against Grace’s anal ring. Grace knew she couldn’t prevent it from happening so she decided to accommodate it to lessen the impact. She threw her head up high as she arched her back and spread her legs wider. With one hand she pulled aside her buttocks, creating more space for the bottle. The woman pushed the head of the flute through her anal ring and gradually worked the bottle deeper inside Grace’s anal canal. “Slow, slow, oh God, do it very slowly, careful, careful,” she panted. Grace’s breathing got faster and she moaned loudly as she felt the bottle’s head pushing into her anal canal further and further. Then the tipping point came. The voyeurs saw how the bottle tilted over and half a bottle of champagne rushed inside her abdomen. “Oooh shiiit!, Fuckin’ hell,” Grace screamed as she felt the full effects of the running liquid, and the woman started to pump the long neck bottle in and out of her stretched arse. Champagne got pushed out of Grace’s anus into the mouth of the woman. Some of it sprayed over the woman’s face and into her hair. It drenched the sofa and the carpet. Irene got a close-up of the action that was instantly fed onto the tv-screens throughout the building. After minutes of hard pumping the woman slowly pulled out the flute. She immediately put her mouth on Grace’s anus to catch the champagne. The rush really started when Grace up righted herself, pulling aside one of her butt cheeks to accommodate her. She didn’t catch everything. Some of it flowed down her face and body onto the sofa. When both of them moved into a bedroom to shower, champagne was still trickling from the depths of Grace’s anal canal out of her anus down along her legs. Irene was very happy with the footage so far. This was another viewer request down, only a few to go. The voyeurs dispersed as she went into the bedroom and handed the girls their clothes and shoes. The girls meanwhile got to know each other. Grace found out that her name was Zarah. She was French-Moroccan and spoke a little bit of English. She liked her half-long black curly hair. It looked pretty cool. It was around midnight. The girls got dressed, went down the corridor, and eventually arrived at the ballroom. The space was dimly lit and the curtains were closed. There were three round beds, around 2.5meter in diameter. Semi-transparent red fabric hung from the ceiling surrounding the beds. Voyeuristic single men, women and couples were standing around or sitting on couches, watching and sipping champagne. Grace moved in between the beds and could see and hear bodies moving behind the fabric. One podium was slightly higher. In between the fabric she saw a woman on all fours, with her legs spread wide, being furiously taken from behind. Men lined up to ravage her red holes one after the other. A girl, standing beside her, regularly lubed her up. She had an excellent view of the other round beds and clearly relished the erotic experience. Her eyes half-closed, her body moved in rhythm with the cocks banging inside of her. The beat of sensual music mixed with the sounds and smells of wild sex. Grace watched Zarah from afar. The dark skinned girl was clearly aroused by what she saw on one of the beds. Grace had a look herself. Behind the fabric a woman and two men were deeply entangled, their naked bodies moving into each other. “Why don’t you go in between them, Zarah? I know you want it badly. I want to watch your hot naked body in there.” Grace’s whispering in her ear f***ed her to act. She watched from a distance as Zahra stood in front of the bed, slowly unbuttoning her top. The three looked up and watched Zahra strip. She stared at them as her skirt fell to the ground. As she unclipped the back of her bra, a hand reached out from the bed, feeling her in between her legs. She opened the side of her g-string and slid in between the people behind the fabric. While on her back she opened her legs wide. Mouths, tongues, hands and fingers roamed her dark body, over her chest, down her flat stomach into her black pubic hair, delving into her wet pink opening. The other girl sucked her nipples while fingering her pink clit. One of the men moved in between her wide-open legs, pushing his hard cock deep inside her black slit. She let out a squeal, looked past him with horny eyes and noticed two other men in tuxedos. They were watching her hot contorting body while slowly sliding off their trousers. She knew they were coming for her but was already too aroused to care. A horny Grace watched how the men joined in and six bodies entangled themselves like wild moving worms behind the red fabric. Zahra’s dark skin stood out between the others as the men pushed their cocks inside the two girls, one after the other. Grace heard how she panted and moaned as hands squeezed and fingered her sensitive parts. She watched with intent when she saw the men spasm and grunt as they came, their strands of white sperm contrasting with Zahra’s dark skin. Some men left and new ones joined. Grace left Zahra as she exposed herself to onlookers and wildly mated with her new partners. She wandered to the other side of the ballroom, Irene with her camera following in her wake. On the other bed a similar scene was unfolding. Grace sipped from her champagne glass while watching three women and two men on top of each other behind the semi-transparent fabric. Irene saw through her lens how Grace ventured closer to the bed. Hands reached out for her, caressing her legs, trying to reach higher. She accommodated and kneeled on the edge of the bed with her knees spread wide. As she sipped from her champagne glass, hands reached under her black mini dress. She closed her eyes and moaned as fingers rubbed her crotch through her wet panties. One of the women tried to kiss her on the mouth but Grace backed away. “Not yet, not yet. Maybe later,” she whispered, laying her finger on the woman’s lips, caressing her messed up hair. She got up from the bed and turned around. Two older couples were sitting on a large couch enjoying their champagne, watching Grace’s little foray on the bed. She slowly moved in front of them and handed her empty glass to one of the ladies. She sat on the edge of the couch between the couples and pointed to the zipper on her back. One of the ladies smiled and nodded. Grace felt how she reached out and slowly pulled the zipper down. She got up and slipped the dress off her shoulders, then turned around and exposed herself to the couples in her tiny white underwear. She looked at them while she took off her bra, showing off her small hard breasts. She then kicked off her shoes. They clearly loved the look of this almost naked hot blond chick. Barefoot she came closer. In front of one of the ladies she planted one leg on the couch, spreading her legs while slightly squatting. “Please help yourself,” she whispered softly. The woman slowly undid the tiny panty-clip on Grace’s hip, and pulled the white fabric aside, giving her a close-up view of the blond pubic hair around her wet opening. Grace planted her foot deep into the couch, her crotch being right above the woman’s face. She ran her fingers down Grace’s stomach, hooking them into her slit. “Oh God, yeah, it’s all yours. Go deep into me, this is all soo fuckin’ horny.” Grace’s brain ran riot as she moved her hips, her wetness flooding those probing fingers. Irene filmed her as the woman’s lips closed over her slit, her tongue sliding in between her pussy lips. The second couple now also got involved. The female was behind the couch. Her hand held the back of Grace’s head as she planted her open mouth on Grace’s. Her tongue went deep inside, their salivas where mixing. “Oh my, what a gorgeous chick. She’s such a hot piece of meat. I could eat her all night.” Her hands roamed the front of her body, squeezing her tits, her fingers running down in between her legs. Her man was behind Grace. While the girls were eating her tanned meat from the front and below, she felt something hot and hard pushing against her anus. With one hand she pushed open one of her buttocks. She threw her head back and gasped with half-closed eyes as she felt the man’s hot cock pushing through her anal ring. “Oh, yeah, fuck my arse, oh God, fuck my horny arse.” She was panting and moaning as she felt his dickhead pushing further inside her, moving up her anal canal. The man dropped back on the couch with his cock still into Grace, taking her with him. She leaned back, and spread her legs wide while she rode his cock with her anus. Irene filmed her blond pubic hair and zoomed into her open slit. The woman, who had been underneath her, ran her hands over Grace’s stomach and tits, squeezing and rubbing while sucking her nipples. Her fingers slid down into the pubic hair between Grace’s pussy lips, opening up her slit for the camera. The second man sitting on the couch had so far enjoyed the view, but couldn’t stand it any longer. He placed himself between her wide spread legs and pushed his hard cock up her slit. Uni student Grace Worthington gasped and moaned loudly as she was double penetrated for the first time. Her stretched openings were fully filled with rubbing meat. The man’s pounding cock was tormenting her clit, while her anal ring was hot and throbbing. She threw her head back and moaned and panted. “Oh shit, fuckin’ horny, so horny,” she murmured as she felt hot cocks pushing inside her and groping hands all over her body. The woman behind the couch kissed and sucked Grace’s mouth and neck. Four people ravaged Grace’s body at the same time. The men started to grunt louder and cramped up. The one at the front pulled his cock out and shot his sperm high up Grace’s stomach. It ran down back into her pubic hair as one of the women smeared it all over her torso. The man behind her moaned and grunted as she felt his hot liquid shooting up her anal canal. Grace was wobbly on her feet when she got up. She was covered in sperm and looked like a mess. The women saw white liquid dripping out of her anus as she slowly stumbled. One of the women got to her aid and took her hand. “I know exactly the place for a hot girl like you,” she whispered. She led Grace up the highest round bed and left her there. Grace stood up and squatted, fingering her slit while watching the wild orgy in front of her. “Oh yeah, watch me, look at my horny slit, look at me.” Her brain went into overdrive as she exposed herself up there. She noticed a black, naked stranger waiting behind her, rubbing his hard cock, watching her. She slowly went down on all fours, spreading her legs wide and pushing her arse up like a dog in heat. She looked over her shoulder while crawling backwards. “Fuck me, please fuck me,” she begged the man offering her red open holes. He hesitated and looked at her. “Any hole anywhere, just stab it in hard,” she whispered to him while pulling away her buttocks with one hand. The man kneeled and grabbed her hips. She felt the hard meat pushing into her. She really didn’t care where it went anymore; she needed it soo badly it became all a blur. She heard the man’s panting, moaning, grunting and felt his hot liquid splashing all over her back, running down her arse crack. Over the next hour a multitude of cocks pounded her holes in between her smal hard butt cheeks, her tanned body shook and contorted with every onslaught, her hair, her back and her buttocks dripping with sperm. Onlookers watched her up there with her eyes half-closed and her mouth open, panting, moaning, screaming, begging for more as white and black men shoved their cocks into her raw throbbing holes. Covered in sweat and hot sperm, she was public meat, to be used by everybody in the room till early in the morning. She was fucking for all to see live on the website and TV-screens, showing off her sperm covered body as Irene kept on filming her exploits. A few days later, while at Uni, images of that night at The Estate still roamed through her mind. After the party she had trouble walking for a few days and stayed in her room, pretending to have the flu. It took a few days for her slit and anus to recover. She frantically masturbated at night when the images came back in her sl**p and squeezed her legs during the day at the mere thought of it . While in the library she received an envelope from Irene. In it was a letter with a site address and access code. She went to her room, took out her laptop, and logged on to the net. There she saw reruns of herself, Uni student Grace Worthington, with her legs spread wide in hardcore porn, fucking dozens of people that night at The Estate. She saw confronting close-ups of her red open cum-stained vagina and wide shots of her in piles of contorting sweaty bodies. It was a huge turn-on for her. She opened her jeans and fingered herself while watching her laptop screen. She watched footage of groups of men taking her in every possible way and position. Her face appeared in a close-up. Her hair was a mess, her face contorted, red, sweaty, moaning, screaming. She looked at the visitor counter on the home page. 40000 people, and counting, had seen her stark naked in depraved action so far. The site and the magazine (part 8) were her darkest secrets. Her parents and fellow students were never allowed to find out. It would destroy her. She closed her laptop and went back to the library. Her science papers needed to be finished by tomorrow. If only she would manage to concentrate...

Blond Boy Gets Lucky in Puerto Rico Part Three - T SeXStoRY

This the rest of the story of the story, Part Three. There is a lot more to this which I can write later if there is enough interest, please comment and let me know. “Of course I am not alone, silly, am I Roger?” Miller placed his cell phone between him and Norris. “No, you are not, Daddy Bear.” Roger's voice sounded soft, as if he was ten years younger. Which would still be older than the Big Bear. “I am so happy for you Bhuda Bear” Sean said, smiling broadly. “Roger only lives a few hours away and we plan on becoming lovers. I think I found the right guy this time. I am so glad that muscular Spic left. All he had was a big dick, nothing else to offer. I could never settle down with a dirty Rican whore.” Antonio, who could hear the conversation just held his breath and squeezed his boy and smiled at the rude insult. “Princess, I hope you stay safe, don't pick up diseases from the skinny darky OK? Don't worry you will get to meet my beautiful lover when you return, you know he changed his plans so we can return on the same plane. The only problem with my little cutey is that he lives in fucking Jersey. But nobody can perfect.” Roger was a bit offended, but he was used to teasing from New Yorkers. William holding his nude formerly straight married man by the waist and Roger's head resting on Miller's hairy chest. “Oh darling boy, I think the Bear is in love. So you see, I'm the one that got lucky on this Spring Break in Puerto Rico, my sweet princess.” “No, Bhuda, I am the luckiest guy in this whole fucking world.” Antonio, liking what he heard, held his love in the bed, kissed him, his dick twitching inside its new home. “You think you could get used to my 10 inches, Mi Amor?” “Oh Papi. I don't think that after adjusting to this monster cock, another man could ever please me ever again.” THE END All Rights Reserved. If you want to hear more, please leave a comment, as I read every single one. Thank You

Daddy's Little Girl SeXStoRY

Paul realized that he had fucked up as soon as he reached the traffic light. Slamming his hand against the steering wheel, he waited for the green and drove to the next intersection to pull a u-turn. The Condent account was sitting next to his computer in his home office, exactly where he left it to remind him to take it when he left. It was an early Saturday afternoon, and Paul was hoping to squeeze in a few hours at the firm to polish the account for Monday morning. His wife was at work, leaving their daughter Maureen to study for finals before summer vacation started. Besides, he thought, Jocelyn said she would be in, and he did enjoy her company. Jocelyn was easily half his age, statuesque, attractive and had legs that went on for ever. Her thick dark long brunette hair cascaded around her angelic face, and though she was 100% professional at work, Paul wanted to believe that a horny, nasty and dirty girl lived inside. Since she joined the firm, Jocelyn dressed the part of an executive, and wore sharp looking business attire. Paul noticed that she favoured dresses and skirts over slacks; he also noted that Jocelyn never wore any hosiery. In his mind’s eye, Paul would follow the contours of her shapely, smooth and shiny legs from the tip of her four inch spike heels, up her athletic calves and to her thighs, as they disappeared under the hem of her garment. Musing, he often wondered what type of panties she wore… if any. Paul felt the hard thickness begin to swell inside his shorts and he was smiling as he turned into the driveway. He let himself into the foyer of his home, and rushed the carpeted staircase taking the steps two at a time. Walking down the hallway, he noticed that Maureen was not in her bedroom studying as she had promised and shrugged as he entered his office to retrieve the documents. With the Condent account in hand, Paul marched back down the stairs and decided to make a quick stop in the kitchen to grab an ice-cold sports drink form the fridge. Cracking open the plastic bottle, Paul guzzled half the gr**e flavoured liquid before he noticed the sound of Maureen talking to someone in the f****y room. It was a one-sided conversation, so Paul just assumed that she was talking on the phone. Several computerized pings followed, and Paul smiled marvelling at how the young k**s today were so into multitasking. With the social media as it was; he often witnessed Maureen chatting on the phone, texting on her cell and chatting on FaceBlog – or whatever it was called, all at the same time. Pushing the swing-door open into the f****y room, Paul saw his daughter sitting in front of the computer, headphones and mic in place on her short auburn hair and speaking to some virtual person on the net. Something looked different, but at the moment, he just couldn’t put his finger on it. “Thanks Brian,” Paul heard Maureen say into the microphone, “I’m glad that you like my cunt!” Maureen reached for the web-cam and then shifted in the chair to focus the orbed device between her naked thighs. With her free hand, she used her fingers to splay open her tender teen pussy, exposing her most intimate inner self and giggled like the schoolgirl she was. “Is that what you want to see Alex?” She asked. “Well thank you Mark, I’m glad that I could make you so hard! Hi Carlo… yes my clitty is hard, are you jerking off now?” Paul dropped his drink bottle as his jaw dropped simultaneously. He tried to assimilate what he was seeing and hearing and was stunned with absolute shock. His little baby girl… his princess who could do know wrong… the light of his life was sitting stark naked, with her legs agape over the chair’s armrests – holding a web-cam in one hand, while she finger-fucked herself with her free hand. He felt his legs begin to rise, and soon found himself running towards his daughter. He grabbed frantically to tear the headphones off her head and spin her chair around to face him. Maureen was caught off guard, unhearing and totally immersed in masturbating for her audience of unseen men. As Paul caught the chair to face his daughter, he involuntarily looked down and saw Maureen’s fingers still deeply imbedded in her glistening pink pussy. Maureen nearly jumped out of her skin, her taut bare breasts jiggled freely as she grew conscious of what was taking place. “What the fuck are you doing?” Paul screamed. Maureen was regaining her modesty. She quickly slammed her thighs together and tried to vainly cover her exposed tiny breasts while dropping the web-cam to the floor in process. She felt embarrassed beyond belief and suffered its hotness turn her pale skin a blushing fire engine red. She new instantly that her dad had seen and heard everything, and resided in the fact that she could not say anything to squiggle out of it. Her dad just stood and stared at her in an unflinching manner. Paul crossed his arms and waited… for what, he wasn’t sure. Maureen sensed that he wasn’t moving or saying anything, and in the bravado of youth, squared her shoulder’s and slowly rose to stand in front of him. She was no longer ashamed of her nudity and looked her father directly in the eye. Turning, Maureen calmly walked out of the f****y room. Paul was still steaming, almost huffing aloud. His mind was a tumult of emotions; mad, shocked, disgusted and almost uncomprehending what had transpired. He was unsure how to approach this, should he tell his wife, and if so, what in the world could they say or do. The computer kept pinging, eventually drawing Paul out of his thoughts. He picked up the web-cam Maureen had dropped and placed it next to the screen. The scrolling text caught his attention, and he leaned closer to the monitor to read the incoming messages: “WOW babe is that really your dad?” “smoking hot… do u and ur dad fuck… luv 2 c that!!! “I Shot MY load as soon as I Saw Him – SO Kewl… HOT!!!!” Paul seethed and drove his fist into the monitor’s flat screen. -30-