His tongue was like velvet across my sex, hungry but precise, passionately exploring every inch of me. I was suddenly aware of his fingers creeping further over my backside, pulling apart my buttocks slightly. As my puckered hole stretched a little, another shudder of pleasure went through me. Slowly pulling his mouth away from my sex, Edgar pushed his finger further towards my anus, circling the outside before very gently easing his finger into my backside. I gasped involuntarily; I didn’t even realize you could gain pleasure from the stimulation of the backside, but I was certainly getting an education, as Edgar continued to probe my hole insistently. It was almost too much to bear and, when Edgar took up the assault on my sex once again, I felt myself tense up again as a rush of pleasure almost caused me to faint. I would surely have brought the neighbours running had it not been for the thick manhood filling up my mouth. I shuddered and shook, my knees barely able to hold up my weight, as Edgar slid out from behind me and pulled my hips a little further back. What was he doing?
“Victoria, this was something I was going to save for a little later on in your training, but I think we may as well teach you about everything right off the bat. You are, after all, one of the most willing little harlots I think me and Joel have ever seen pass over this threshold. So, as long as you keep sucking my companion’s cock there, I am going to fuck you. I will be gentle at first, as I know you’re a virgin, but please do not be surprised if I can’t control myself long and have to fuck you hard and fast. Do you agree to this?” Edgar’s voice drifted over from behind me. Looking up at Joel once again, who had his eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy as my now-practiced lips serviced his manhood, a wiggled my posterior back and forth again.
Edgar pulled my hips in line with his, and I felt his penis line up with the entrance of my sex. I knew my peers would be horrified at the thought of losing my virginity to some man I’d only just met- not to mention doing it while I was hungrily servicing the penis of his close friend- but I’d ridden horses my entire life and knew there was nothing left to really lose. My body ached to be filled up with his manhood, desperate to feel him thrust deep inside me. And luckily, I didn’t have to wait long.
Slowly, and gently, Edgar worked himself deep inside of me. I felt a slight pinching sensation, and a little frisson of pain as my body became accustomed to this unfamiliar change. He held himself like that for a moment, allowing to get comfortable with the feeling of his manhood as far up my sex as it would fit. I closed my eyes, decadently running my tongue over Joel’s penis, savouring the feeling. So this is what everyone was saving for marriage? Husband be damned, there’s no way anyone could stop me doing this every day of the week from here on in. Slowly, Edgar began to move in and out of me, and I felt the now-familiar build of my release on the way. But this time it came from even deeper inside me, running down from somewhere inside my sex into every nerve ending across my body. As my frenzy began to slowly build, I decided to focus my attentions back on Joel. It was, after all, part of my training, and I wanted to distract myself so I could savour this delicious sensation a little further.
Joel apparently had the same thought, as he lifted my head off his manhood and guided me to the testicles underneath. I was surprised, but did as best I could, taking great care as I licked and sucked the loose skin around his sack. As I did so, Edgar began picking up the pace, so much so that I could feel his hips bashing into me with every thrust. A mixture of pleasure and pain darted through me, and I brought my mouth back to Joel’s penis once again. I was desperate to taste it, to feel the thrill of the power I had over this man, and mix it with the feeling that was coursing through my sex, one that I surely couldn’t fight off much longer.
Sure enough, it was only moments until I felt my sex tighten momentarily around Edgar, and I let out a muffled scream as those waves of pleasure hit me for the third and final time this evening, stronger than I’d ever known before. I heard Joel groan above me, the only warning I got before he unleashed a load of warm, salty fluid into my mouth. I swallowed immediately, running my tongue around the head of his penis to catch every drop. And finally, I felt my contractions push Edgar over the edge as he gripped my backside and slammed into me one last time, filling me up with his stickiness. Collapsing in a heap, we lay on the tiled floor, breathing fast.
“So, Victoria,” gasped Edgar, “Might I tempt you to stay more than just one night?”
I turned to him and smiled. “If they’re anything like this one, I’m never leaving.”
Story 21
Chapter One
Tara and Frank sat at the breakfast table after having a rousing morning of fun. Frank was still laughing to himself at how he got so lucky to have such a gorgeous wife, feeling like she was the perfect woman. Her entire body was sexy but it was her goofy mind that he loved the most and how she made him smile even when he wasn’t feeling like it just by being there. He knew he wasn’t ugly but he didn’t feel like he was supermodel hot either and just trusted that she seen him as handsome and it felt weird to him, having not trusted many people in his life and now was letting someone that close to him. They held hands, hoping that would be the time but both of them were also fearful as they’d sat at that very table with the same hope so many times and didn’t want to be crushed again. Frank caught Tara looking over at a spot where a third person would sit and sighed, knowing she wanted a baby more than anything. He ate his breakfast thinking to himself about how fun it would be to throw a baseball back and forth with a son or even have a tea party with his daughter, he didn’t care if anyone seen him.
“So, uh, I got us appointments at the doctor’s office to get us checked out.” Tara said with a tone as soft as the expression in her eyes.
“For what?” Frank asked, his face scrunching up with confusion as he spoke.
“To see if… ya know… we might not be able to?” Tara said and as she spoke Frank saw the pain it caused her to even utter that and felt a spike of powerlessness and frustration, causing him to sigh as he looked back at his wife softly, running his thumb along the top of hers, “We already did the tests, now we need to go see the results.”
“There’s nothin’ wrong with us, honey, we just gotta keep tryin’ at it. I mean, we’ve only been tryin’ for a few months, babe. How, how do we know we’re hittin’ it the right time?” Frank asked, not liking the prospect of either of them possibly having… faulty equipment, “The test’s weren’t the scary parts.”
“Because we do it like all the time. We even…” Tara started saying but Frank threw his hands up and shook his head and stood up.
“That was a mistake.” Frank said sternly as he looked over at Tara seriously, “We had a lot too much to drink that night.”
“It felt good to me.” Tara said with a grin.
“Babe I look like I fucked something to death!” Frank replied wide eyed, causing Tara to bust out laughing, which in turn, caused Frank to grin.
“Well, we need to figure this out.” Tara said a bit more sternly than before, “My appointment is in an hour so we should get heading out and yours is a half hour after that.”
Frank nodded and got ready to leave as Tara walked off to do the same. Frank stood at the doorway waiting for Tara to get ready, having just stood up and walked over from the table while Tara walked off to the bathroom. Frank looked outside through one of the three small windows in the doorframe over at a woman pushing a stroller across a street and grimaced, feeling almost as though the universe itself was taunting him. He heard Tara’s footsteps approaching him and turned around to find her trying to sneak up on him with a grin on her face.
“Rah!” She said when he turned around, “Got ya.”
“Yeah, ya got me.” Frank said with a smile on his face before Tara gave him a kiss and wrapped her arms around him, pressing into him as she hung off his shoulders
“We should get going.” Tara said as she pulled away and opened the door, noticing the woman pushing her kid down the sidewalk by this point, “Aww…”
“Were you thirsty?” Tara asked as she held the bottle out.
“Yeah, just a little bit though.” Frank replied, taking the bottle out of her hands before he took a drink from it yet made sure to keep his eye on the road; Frank put the bottle down and Tara put the cap back on it before she grabbed his hand.
Frank genuinely smiled as they drove hand in hand to the doctor’s office wishing the moment would go on for longer, but they were pulling up on the office. Frank didn’t let go of Tara’s hand the entire time and parked with one hand before he pulled her hand to his lips and gave it a kiss. Tara smiled, almost blushing, but Frank knew she liked it, especially when she pulled in and gave him a big kiss on the lips for it. They got out and walked to the back of the car to meet each other before they walked through the parking lot only a few steps before their hands interlocked again.
“Hello, how may I help you?” The nurse at the desk asked as they walked in.
“We’re here for an appointment in a few minutes.” Tara said, causing Frank looked at the clock thinking it would be close to an hour and was astonished to find out that they only had twenty minutes or so before Tara’s appointment, “I think our clocks are off.”
“I did kinda put-put my way down here though.” Frank said with a grin on his face, “What it was a good time?”
“Mrs. Davis?” A nurse said as she opened a doorway to the back, eyeing around to find them and smiled as she seen Tara and Frank, “Hi, you two.”
“How’re things?” Tara asked the nurse as they walked back.
“Oh, you know, same ‘ol same ol.” The nurse relied, having no idea just how accurate she was describing things.
“Ah.” Tara replied as Frank stifled a chuckle at the awkwardness of the moment before the nurse led them to their room.
“The doctor will see you in a moment.” The nurse said with a smile, getting false smiles in return from Tara and Frank as they both covered their fear.
“I’m tellin’ ya babe, ain’tnothin’ wrong with us.” Frank said casually as he leaned back in his chair but Tara just sighed; Frank knew she was questioning why they hadn’t gotten pregnant already so he looked off at a poster, “Look, babe, this poster’s about getting pregnant. Maybe there’s some stuff we haven’t tried.”
“I have books on this that I’ve read several times.” Tara replied, her tone slightly angry and Frank felt bad, having not meant to irritated her and reached over for her hand.
“I didn’t mean to hurt ya. I was just sayin’ is all.” Frank said before they heard the door click as the doctor walked in.
“Hey, how are we doin’ today?” The doctor asked as he looked down at the charts before smiling up at both of them, “I’ve got good news.”
“That’s great to hear. What is it?” Tara asked with a smile on her face, the hope almost bursting out of her chest.
“Your ovaries are just fine.” The doctor said with a smile on his face, unwittingly making Frank feel like even more of a failure.
“Thank you! That’s great to hear.” Tara said excitedly as she clutched Frank’s hand, making him wonder if it was out of happiness or if she’d picked up on his feelings… or both.
“We’ll see you at your next monthly check-up. Thanks for coming in.” The doctor said as he waved over towards the door with a genuine smile on his face.
“Thank you, doctor.” Tara said but Frank just nodded silently at him as him and Tara walked by and out of the room; the walk out of the doctor’s office seemed like it happened in two steps with as much excitement to get to Franks appointment he was, nearly hauling Tara along with him, “What’s wrong? You’ve been acting weird.”
“Nnnnugh…” Frank sighed after stopping himself from claiming nothing was wrong before he looked over at Tara quite seriously, “I just feel like this thing that could be a problem is out of my control, ya know? It’s not somethin’ I fix by hittin’ the gym.”
“Well, maybe if you’d eat your veggies…” Tara said with a grin on her face yet she was just joking and Frank knew it and uncontrollably smiled before he chuckled a bit.
“I still don’t think anything is wrong with us, but… uh… if it is my fault…” Frank said, wanting to apologize yet it frustrated him further before Tara grabbed his hand and squeezed it lightly.
“It’s not your fault.” Tara said with a smile on her face before she pulled Frank’s hand over to her and kissed it.
Frank pulled out of a the parking lot and headed off for where his appointment was at, wishing they could have taken him there, but drove off anyway. He drove one handed, holding Tara’s hand while they drove down the road, again thinking about how lucky he was to have such a beautiful wife. Tara looked over at Frank and let go of his hand before she slid it down onto his thigh, keeping her eyes trained on Frank’s as he watched the road.
“Plus, it’s not like it doesn’t work.” Tara said as she ran her hand over Frank’s shaft, feeling it grow a bit at the touch; she rubbed it a little before she pulled her hand away slowly, letting her fingers drag sensually across his thigh.
“Now that would be a disaster.” Frank said before the two chuckled as they drove through traffic.
Chapter Two
Frank pulled into the office and felt his stomach knot up, thinking about how, even if his equipment worked it was his swimmers he was worried about. Frank stared at the sign for a moment before he looked at the clock and seen that they had around twenty minutes to go and chuckled as Tara got out. She looked back at Frank with a confused expression on her face while Frank just sat there in the driver’s seat.
“C’mon, you’ve gotta go.” Tara said with a grin.
“I’m comin’ I just…” Frank said as he opened the door and stepped out before he looked at Tara over the car, “I mean, what if I got lazy swimmers?!”
“Frank, c’mon.” Tara said with a chuckle as he closed the door grinning back at her, being honest with her about what was stressing him out in the funniest way he could think of to lighten the weight he felt but the weight it took off was nothing compared to the weight that disappeared when Tara took his hand, “We’re just going in to hear results, just like mine. It’ll be a ten minute thing.”
“Look,” Frank said as they walked through the parking lot, lowering his tone quite a bit so only they could hear, “there are ways we could look into… even if my boys can’t swim… which they’d better.”
“Like, what? A surrogate?” Tara asked honestly just being sarcastic but the look in Frank’s eye told her that he was serious, “There’s gotta be other ways of… ya know, coaxing your swimmers along? Like, maybe there’s a pill that can get your ducks in a row, like some sorta mother sperm swimmin’ her…”
“Tara!” Frank exclaimed before he burst with laughter.
“That’s better. Now, c’mon, let’s get in there.” Tara said as she pulled Frank along by his hand.
“Hello, how may I help you?” The male nurse at the desk asked; Frank said silent for a moment, half expecting Tara to take over as she did quite often but as he looked up both the male nurse and Tara were looking at him.
“I’m here for an appointment. I’ve got a few minutes still.” Frank said as he glanced over at the clock, “Ten minutes.”
“Actually, I was just heading out to call ya.” The doctor said as he walked into the desk area from one direction and headed for the hallway thro
ugh another door to the left, “Right this way.”
“He seems excited. Do you think that’s a good thing?” Tara asked quietly as they walked to the door.
“Doctors have the best poker faces.” Frank replied before the door opened and the doctor’s smiling face met them once more, getting a couple of smiles back from Tara and Frank, one genuine and the other as fake as could be; the doctor walked back towards the office without another word, somewhat making Frank worry that it was bad news despite the friendly meeting, “So, we’ve got some good news and some bad news.”
“Good news first.” Tara replied, grabbing Frank’s hand as he grimaced and looked away almost at the floor before he looked back at the doctor.
“Well, the good news is your pipes are working just fine, it’s just swimmer count that’s off.” The doctor said, making eye contact with Frank as he spoke, “There’s some things we could look into to get your little guys topped off, some quite a bit less fun than others.”
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