Jill sure had a lot of sex in public for someone who isn't an exhibitionist!

I've published a collection of short stories simply titled: Sexy Stories.

These are random concepts I've had that lead to one sexual encounter, rather then several like more of my stuff. This is not to say that the situations don't lend themselves to further adventures of the characters, but rather I've only been inspired to write one. So far.

Doctors orders is definitely a story that I could continue, and likely will (though not any time soon).
I've started this collection off with The Lorian Paradox, which is both my most popular story and the one one hardest to define. I've already posted that one on my blog however, so I'm going to share another one here, in full.

This one started off simply enough. I wanted to write an exhibitionism themed story with a character that was a willing participant but had no interest in showing her body off. Once I found a motive that would justify someone who wasn't into having public sex actually instigating public sex, the story fell into place quite quickly. 

Jill was not an exhibitionist

Jill was not an exhibitionist to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. She was however, a stunningly beautiful college student, she had excellent grades and was dating a fellow student by the name of Dean. Though they had been dating for a while and had being having sex with one another, Jill was not an exhibitionist. This must be distinctly understood, or the wonder that is this story will be lost.

It was Betty's wedding where things really started. There, Jill and Dean watched her friend stand up and tell the world that she loved her new husband Greg and wanted to be with him forever. Something about the public announcement aspect of it really resonated with Jill. She loved Dean, and she knew he loved her, and she wanted the entire world to know it. As college students however, they were still far too young to be getting married so she filed the thought away for "someday"

Her subconscious however, kept working on how to satisfy her need to make a public pronouncement of some sort. Eventually the solution to the problem occurred to her, but it was so foreign, so outside her comfort zone that she dismissed it completely. Or rather, she tried to. It popped into her head again and again and over the next few weeks she found herself asking herself things like: could she do it? Where would she do it? How exactly would it work?

Then one day after leaving a class, she was walking across the campus when she spotted Dean. He was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt but somehow looking particularly good, talking in a group of six or seven people in the middle of a courtyard between a student residence and the arts building.

She looked down at herself, she was in a blue blouse that highlighted her chest and a black skirt that went to her mid thigh. Her knee-high socks made her sexy legs look particularly good that day. Her outfit topped with a knapsack over one shoulder, she was unintentionally dressed as the classic "sexy college girl".

For whatever reason, she decided no more delaying. This was the day and this was the time. She was going do the most intimate thing she could think of, and do it in front of an audience so everyone would know just how much she loved him. She was going to give Dean the best blowjob of his life, and she was going to do it in public, for the world to see.

She was very nervous. She rarely let him even leave the lights on when they had sex, so this was a huge gesture. A pit grew in her stomach as she approached him. Her legs were shaking.

"Jill!" Dean yelled as he spotted her approach. There were four girls, and two guys chatting with him. Everyone in the group turned to look at her, the guys taking a few extra moments to enjoy the view as the sexy coed walked over.

She smiled as she walked between them and up to Dean. "What's up babe? You look stressed."

"Dean..." she took a deep breath. "You know I love you, right?"

"And I love you." he told her.

The group fell completely silent as they felt the sudden tension, and they waited for her to speak again. She let her knapsack drop to her feet, between her and Dean as she struggled to find the words.

"Are you breaking up with me?" he asked, growing very concerned.

"What?! No. I love you. I love you so much I want to tell the world. One day, maybe we'll stand up in front of our families and have everyone celebrate our love, but until then..." she trailed off.

"Until then?" he asked her, confused.

"Until then..." she took another deep breath, and then reached out and touched his stomach.

"I want to do something else, to show the world how much I love you." Her hands dropped casually to the top of his belt buckle.

"Um okay." he told her, still unsure of what she was talking about. She turned to speak to the group, hands still casually playing with his buckle.

"I love Dean so much, I want to give him the most special thing I can think of, in front..." She was trembling, "...in front of you all, so you all can see how much I love him."

She hooked her fingers into his belt and began to undo it.

"Whoa, what are you doing?" he asked her.

"Showing everyone her how much you mean to me, by sucking your cock... while they watch."

Before he could say anything she had his pants and underwear around his ankles in one swift motion.

"Holy shit." Larry, one of the guys in the group, said.

"What the fuck?" asked Mindy, unimpressed but not leaving.

Jill dropped to her knees, using her knapsack as a cushion for her knees, and grabbed a hold of Dean's cock. He was just starting to get hard as she gently stroked him. He started,

"Honey, you don't..."  

"Of course I don't, but I'm going to." cutting him off. She fondled his balls with her other hand, as she continued to stroke him.

He quickly became as hard as a rock, watching her in disbelief.

"It's so big Dean. I don't know how I've ever gotten this into my mouth." she said playfully. His cock was on the larger side of things, but she was just teasing him, as she had fit it in her mouth just fine several times.

She knew he liked dirty talk, so even though it was going to be embarrassing for her to do in front of people, she was determined to be filthy. No point in doing this half heartedly. If she was going to do it, it was going to be the greatest blowjob of his life.

"Maybe if I start with just the tip?" she asked, leaning in to kiss the head of his cock. She gently kissed it repeatedly, a series of gentle pecks right on the tip. Then a deeper "kiss" where she took just the head into her mouth for a second or two, quickly engulfing it and then slowly pulling herself off of him.

When she stuck out her tongue to lick it, he groaned, already lost in the sensations she was creating. The guys watching were in awe, and in fact both were hard already. The girls were more divided, two turned on by the sight, two offended, all shocked, but none able to tear themselves away from this public spectacle.

"I'm gonna try to swallow this now." she told him, looking up at him as she stroked his dick. "... but be patient with me okay? It's going to take a bit before I can get this big a cock down my throat." Dean looked down at Jill, her long hair covered half her face, so he reached down to brush it out of the way. He watched as she opened her mouth wide and swallowed his cock.

The circle of Dean's friends surrounded them at this point, bit there was enough space between them that the people walking by could see what Jill was doing. One by one they slowed to watch, and a crowd steadily built.

Jill was bobbing her head back and forth at this point, sucking three quarters of his cock into her mouth before backing up so only the head was engulfed. Her movements were quick, and her lips tight around his shaft.

"God thats good dick." She announced to no one in particular. "Such good dick." Then she resumed bobbing up and down his cock, slobbering on it so much the wet noises she was making were audible clear across the courtyard, drawing in an even bigger crowd.

"I feel like a whore, Dean. Your cock makes me act like fucking whore." she told him and then she took his cock into her mouth and pumped with her hands. As her mouth traveled up and down his shaft, her hands followed, twisting and pumping him.

She released his cock just long enough to ask him "I'm going to try to deep throat you now, is that okay?"

"Uhhuh." he agreed, unable to say anything more, though she heard someone say "Fuck yeah" from the crowd. She gave a quick look around, there were more people here then she thought there would be and she started to get really nervous, doubting her actions. Then she remembered why she was doing it, and convinced herself that the bigger the crowd, the more special this would be for Dean.

She pushed her head forward, though quickly gagged and pulled off of his dick.

"It's so big!" She told him, playing to the crowd a little bit. "So fucking big."

And then she dove back down on his cock. He thrust forward, pushing his dick deep down her throat. She held herself the for as long as she could, only a few seconds, but each one was pure heaven for him. She came off his dick choking and eyes watering. She wiped her eyes, as looked up him.

"I'm gonna need help." she said. "Will you out help Dean? Can you help me get your big fucking cock down my throat?"

"Um yeah." he said, not sure what to say.

"You might need to force me. Will you do that? Will you force me to suck your big cock?"

"Yes." he told her, grabbing her head and pulling her face back onto his dick.

Curtains from dorm room windows opened, as word spread of the gorgeous brunette sucking cock in the courtyard. Dozens of students were watching from their rooms as Jill gagged on Dean's dick. She pulled away from him, choking

"It's too big. You cock is just too fucking big for my tiny little mouth." her mascara was starting to run down her face, making her look like a porn actress mid scene. And given how many phones were filming her, effectively she was.

"I'm just gonna suck you now. I'm going to use this pretty little mouth to suck your cock in front of all these people until you cum. Until you cum down my fucking throat. I'm going to swallow it. I'm going to swallow it all like a slut, because I love you."

and then she resumed her cock sucking just as she promised.

Mindy turned to Larry, whom she had dated a couple of times. "What a slut. She's getting off on this."

"I think it's actually kinda romantic." he said, defending her

"Romantic? How?!" she demanded.

"What if, like she said the only reason she is doing this is because she loves him?"

Mindy shook her head "Well I can't imagine ever doing something like that."

"Which would make the gesture all the more meaningful, if you ever did do it then." He told her, before turning back to the show at hand.

Jill continued to go to town on Dean's cock. She was sucking and pumping with reckless abandon, only stopping occasionally to beg, "Please cum, Please cum for me. Cum in my fucking mouth, give it it to me" before resuming her public blowjob

Dean looked around, there had to be fifty people watching, plus those hidden behind their windows in the residence. He couldn't believe his sexy girlfriend was giving him this dirty a blowjob, never mind doing in front of other people.

A good looking blonde in the crowd made eye contact with him, and mouthed the words. "Nice Cock"

He looked away guiltily, and focused on the gorgeous woman with her lips around his dick.

She looked at him, pleading. "Baby, I need you to cum."

He could sense that beneath the dirty talk, she really did need him finish. The longer this went on, the more likely they were going to get into trouble. But despite knowing that, he wasn't ready to finish yet. He knew if her grabbed her head and began face fucking her, he'd likely finish quickly, but that seemed too animalistic, given how loving the gesture this started out as. So instead he asked her to stand up.

"Jill, I need you to get up."

"Okay baby." she said, as she pulled herself from his cock. She stood up and the two faced one another.

"I love you." he told her, and then gently, but firmly spun her around so her back was to him.

He reached under her skirt, and pulled her panties down to mid thigh, and then let them go. They dropped to her ankles.

"Dean, this was supposed show you how much I love you." she tried to argue.

"Then this…" he told her "...is about how much we love each other."

He lifted up the back of her skirt, and placed the tip of his cock at her opening. Her skirt fell down, covering her ass and his dick from view, but there was no mistaking what they were about to do.

Jill looked out at the crowd. She knew it had grown, but now that she was facing them, she could see just his many people there were, and in fact make eye contact with them. The original group was well within arms reach, as they continued to watch in awed silence.

Dean slid his dick into her pussy, in a slow deliberate fashion.

"Oh god." she cried out, while looking at Mindy. "He's really doing it. He is filling my twat with his cock."

When her ass was against his pelvis, his hands on her hips, his cock as deep as it could possibly go, he held her there without moving.

She reached out, and grabbed Larry by his shirt. She leaned forward, talking directly to him.

"Fuck, it's big." she told the him, then turned back to Mindy "His dick is stretching out my pussy."

Dean pulled her back as he leaned forward so he could whisper in her ear.

"I love you...and I'm going to fuck you right here, right now to prove it."

Then Dean began to fuck her. Really fuck her, bucking his hips, his hands pulling and pushing her on and off of him.

"He's fucking me." She told Larry and the others as she shook from fucking she was getting.

"Holy shit, uggh he is fucking, uuuuh, me in fr-fr-front of you all." She let go of Larry's shirt and began grabbing at her breasts, fondling herself as he pounded away.

"I'm getting close!" He warned her.

"Yes, yes." She encouraged him. "F-fuck me."

Suddenly his hands reached around and torn open her blouse. Her black bra held in her breasts, but she still felt utterly exposed. The crowd roared, and people inside the residence banged on their windows in appreciation.

"Dean, I'm going to, to cum." she told him, catching him off guard. She rarely came this quickly.

"Cum with me." she ordered him.

"I'll try." he promised. She turned her head as best she could so she could see his face, as he pounded away at her.

"If you cum with me.." She began to moan "I'll let you, you, oh god, you paint my face later."

He had asked to cum on her face once, while drunk, but she had flat out refused. To hear her agree to it now was incredibly sexy and enough to push him over the edge.

He manhandled her breasts as he thrust his cock into her as deep as he could.

She cried out in orgasm as he exploded into her wet cunt, screaming "Fuuuuuuccccckk."

The crowd burst into applause, cheering for the couple.

Dean pulled up his pants, while Jill threw her panties to the crowd. Several people dove for them, like bridesmaids after a bouquet.

As the crowd's attention shifted, the couple took off, hand in hand towards the arts building where they lost themselves amongst students who were completely unaware of what had just transpired.

There are several more stories in my "Sexy Stories" collection, which is available now.
(and has one of my sexiest covers to date)

The reviews are in!

So I've got some reviews on Amazon, and so far people have been very, very kind.
In fact, I really should have nothing to complain about. I'm writing about sex (lets call it what it is, Porn. I write porno stories) and people are not only reading it, they are liking it enough to actually leave comments.

It does highlight an issue though.
Most of the reviews are anonymous. And for good reason, I totally get that most people don't want to have a review to a porno story between their review of a rice cooker and lawn sprinkler. The down side to this is every time I read one, I worry that it looks like I am writing my own reviews.

I'm also worried that this post is going to read like a "humble brag", so let me jut say it now, I'm bragging. I'm fucking delighted that people are leaving comments to my books. Cool?

So here are some of the anonymous reviews.

Class Trip part 1
The premise and plot of the story are all laid out very effectively and the characters are all developed by a very talented writer. It progresses in a very fluid and easy to understand way and all in all is simply a very interesting story written very very well.

Class Trip: The Complete Sexual Odyssey (I repackaged parts 1+2 together)
Very well written, exciting developing story line, highly recommend


Wifely Duties 3
Fun, sexy story. On par with the first installments, themselves quite original and clearly written.
Another story by the Author, The Lorian Paradox, is one of my favorite erotic stories of all-time.
In short, very talented writer whose future works I definitely look forward to.


That last one totally read like it's me hyping another one of my books, but I swear I didn't write any of that stuff. Admittedly, I have clicked "Yes" this was helpful when I've read a couple of them, but that's it.

Side note: if you're not comfortable writing a review for any author you like, even clicking "Yes" that review was helpful for the 4 and 5 star reviews does a world of good.

Yeah, I know, these are not serious problems. But they're mine, and I felt like sharing them. 

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A Hot MILF and a younger man with a big dick

So one of the earliest stories I wrote was "A Knock on the Door", which is a "MILF" story. (I'm actually not a big fan of that term, but that's what the mature genre is called these days.)

The story follows a 19 year old guy who needs a place to hide, and shows up at the house of a former classmate. She isn't home, but her hot mom Lori is and he tells her a true but pretty far fetched story about how a bunch of guys want to bear him up out of jealously. It seems their girlfriends have been talking about how well endowed he is. Lori decides to have a bit of fun and makes him prove his story. 

I posted part of the first chapter a few weeks ago, but I've realized that really isn't fair. You've come here to read an erotic story about a hot older woman and young man with a big dick and I stopped it before it got to the good bits.  So here is the entire first chapter of A Knock on the Door, 

The story does continue for 2 more chapters, and risking being immodest, I have to say that the second and third chapter are actually much better than this one...

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There was a knock on the door.

It was a too early for Claire to be home and even if it was her, it was unlike her to forget her key. So even though she had no idea who it could be, Lori was more than a little surprised to see a good looking young man at the door. He was about Claire's age, 19 or 20 and looked familiar, but more important than that, he looked upset.

"Um, can I help you?" Lori said as she opened the door. He looked over his shoulder, almost paranoid.

"Hi Miss Reynolds. I don't know if you remember me, I cleaned your gutters last fall. Andy, Andy Parks." he introduced himself.

"Of course. Andy" She was being polite, as she had no clear recollection of him. "What can I do for you?"

"This is going to sound weird, but can I hang out on your back porch for a while?" he asked

"Pardon?" she said, confused.

"Well, there is a group of guys trying to beat me up, and I need a place to hide." he explained.

She didn't see anyone else around, but rather than risk him getting beaten up, she invited him inside. "Come inside, what is this all about?"

Andy stepped inside and as the door close she could she him visibly relax a bit. Not fully, the guy was a wound up coil, but he wasn't as tightly wound once he was inside. "Put down your bag a second, and explain this to me."

"A bunch of guys at the gym are trying to beat me up, and I need a place to hide for a few hours. I'll leave you be, I've got a book to read and everything." he explained.

Lori was confused. "Why don't you just call the cops?"

"I dunno, that seems a bit extreme." he said

"More extreme then wanting to hang out in a stranger's backyard?" she inquired.

"I guess not. I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking, I shouldn't have bothered you. I just remembered this place as I was passing and thought Claire might be home." He began to pick up his bag, as if to leave.

Lori stopped him "You know Claire?"

"Of course. We went to school together till last June. I did that science project with her back in grade ten? We ruined your kitchen table."

"Oh god, the volcano! Andy, I didn't recognize you at all" He had changed a lot since grade ten. He was a good looking man now.

"Come, sit. Tell me what is going on"

They moved to the living room, she sat him beside him on the couch.

"It's a long story, but basically a whole bunch of guys want to kick the crap out of me, and a couple of them know where I work and where I live, so I need a place they don't know about till they give up and go home." he told her.

"Why? What could you have possibly done to make them want to hurt you?" she asked.

"Its kind of embarrassing, one of their girlfriends broke up with them and they are blaming me."

"But why? What did you do?" She pressed.

"Nothing I swear." and he meant it. "It's just that Gary's girlfriend got nasty and compared him to me, and then her friend confirmed it and then other girls were asking. which upset their boyfriends."

"Whoa there partner. Let's back up a step, confirmed what exactly?" She asked, already lost in his explanation.

"Ummm..." he stalled.

"Andy?"

"That's kinda the embarrassing bit." he admitted.

"Andy, I have raised a child, which I had, on my own, at 16. I have heard, seen or experienced everything. I'll bet you anything, whatever it is, I've already dealt with it a dozen times in my life." she assured him.

He pondered for a moment, clearly reluctant to share the details. "Okay, but I'm only saying this cause you asked, not cause I'm bragging on anything."

"Sure" Lori had no idea what he was talking about, but if that disclaimer made him feel better, so be it.

"I have a large..." He looked down, unable to make eye contact with her. "a large penis."

Lori's eyebrows shot up, caught off guard. "Let me get this straight, There are a bunch of guys, trying to beat you up because their girlfriends said you have a large penis?"

"Pretty much." He confirmed, still unable to make eye contact with her.

Lori let out a long breath. "Okay, that's a new one. I'll give you that."

"The girlfriend was real nasty, saying they were all boys with uh, small penises and she was going to find herself a real man. With a, umm bigger penis, and things escalated quickly from there." he continued.

She eyed him warily. His story was ridiculous, but to the point that she couldn't actually imagine he would make such a thing up.

"Is it cool if I hang out here for a few hours?" he asked.

She considered how to handle this situation for a moment, then she had a wicked thought. "Well that was quite the tale there buster, but I'm not buying it."

"Well I kinda cleaned up the language a bit." he said, sheepishly.

She laughed "I kinda figured, I'll tell you what, if you can prove your story is true, you can stay in here and watch TV with me."

Andy was confused. Being able to stay inside would be great, he wasn't exactly dressed to be outside for an extended period. And hanging out with Claire's sexy mom would be amazing, but how could he prove it?

"I suppose we could call one of the girls, I mean Claire might know a couple of them."

"Andy, sweetie, you're over thinking it. Just give me a quick peek and we're good."

"A quick peek?" he asked

"Yeah, just a for a second, so I know you're telling the truth." he told him.

Andy was confused.

"So what do you say?" She asked.

"I'm not entirely sure what you mean ma'am."

Lori laughed. She forgot how awkward young men could be. Clearly, she was going to have to take control. "Your dick Andy. I need to see your dick."

Andy had fantasized about this sort of thing. The day he cleaned the gutters, Lori had been wearing a sun dress when a gust of wind exposed her panties for just a second. That had led to several masturbatory sessions thinking of her. In fact this conversation was already good for several more. The idea of actually showing her his penis though...

"I'm not sure that's a good idea." he told her.

"Andy, I'm going to level with you. I don't have a lot of time to waste on this. I'm an unmarried woman who lives with her daughter. I can't have a man I don't trust, hanging around my house." She gave him an ultimatum. "You can show me your dick, prove your story is for real. Or you don't, and out you go. It's that simple."

Andy was embarrassed. He couldn't just whip it out, but he also couldn't go back outside knowing those guys could kick the shit out of him.

"Umm... can't I just sit on your back porch. just for an hour?" he asked, desperately.

"Andy, you don't have to do anything here, I'm not about to make you... but you can't stick around here unless I'm comfortable you're not some kinda liar or creep." she told him.

"Maybe we could call Claire, I'm sure she'll vouch for me." he suggested.

Lori dismissed him, "No dice. She'll be in transit at this point, and won't b able to answer her phone."

"Ummm." he tried to think of something else to say or do.

"Andy, I think its time for you to go." she informed him, secretly hoping to force the issue.

"No, no. there is like 13 of them out there. I'll do it. I'll show it to you." he relented.

She smiled. It was a ridiculous thing to do to the poor guy, but she did need to know if he was lying... and it had been a while since she'd seen a cock, so she wasn't going to let this opportunity pass her by.

Andy mentally prepared himself. Or rather he tried to, the reality was he had no reference point for something like this.

"Um, should I...?"

"Right here is fine." she told him.

He stood up. From this vantage point he could see down her top a bit. He didn't think she was wearing a bra. She looked up at him, her large brown eyes were gorgeous but the look on her face was one of impatience.

He undid his belt, the feeling of embarrassment growing.

He undid the button in his jeans,

then the zipper.

He reached in, got ahold of his member and took a deep breath...

he couldn't believe he was going to do this.

He pulled it out. He let go of it, and put his hands behind his back.

Lori whistled, low and quiet. His cock was large. Really large. And it wasn't even hard yet she thought. As she had suspected, he was likely telling the truth about everything.

Oh god, he thought. She's not saying anything. Why isn't she saying anything? This was her idea. Oh god. Maybe it isn't that big, maybe she thinks I was lying. What do I do? he panicked.

"It gets bigger, I swear. I just have to...y'know." he struggled to find the words.

Lori smiled. Without meaning to, he had just offered to masturbate for her.

"Andy, I believe you. there's no need to...y'know. not that I don't appreciate the offer."

"Oh god no, I didn't, I mean..." Now Andy was even more embarrassed.

"Relax already. I've seen a guy jerk off before." She laughed. "You don't get a kid at 16 with being at least somewhat familiar with cocks."

He laughed and thanked god she was being so cool about this. It was still weird, but it was nice she was trying to put him at ease.

"You can stick around as late as you need to, don't worry about that." she told him.

"Thanks ma'am." he said, awkwardly.

"Enough with the ma'am already, I'm 36, not 63."

"Sorry ma...I mean sorry Miss Reynolds."

As odd as his story was, she believed him. She actually hadn't doubted it, and now she was having a bit of fun with him. How long could she maintain the conversation? How long would he just stand there with his cock hanging out.?

At the same time Andy was wondering when to put his cock away. He didn't want to just grab it while she was looking at him, that seemed rude, but she was still talking. What if she said something sexy? What if he got an erection while talking to her? And once that thought jumped into his head, it wouldn't leave.

Shit, shit, shit! he thought. He was getting a "semi".

Lori noticed it immediately, his dick was getting bigger. She hadn't seen one in a while, and hadn't seen one this big since her slutty teenage years. She was an adult now, she was a responsible and upstanding member of the community, but deep down she really missed her slutty years.

She liked sex and that was all there was to it. When she had Claire, she put her needs aside, well for the most part (there had been a couple of relapses, but not many)

But Claire was 20 now about to go off to college. Maybe it was finally time to put her needs first again

Looking up at him, she asked. "Andy, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, Miss Reynolds." He said, still trying to figure out how to put his dick back in his pants.

"It's kind of personal, so feel free to tell me to mind my own business, but how did you manage in gym class."

"You mean grades wise?" He started "I was..."

"No sweetie." She interrupted "I mean how did you manage sports with...well with such a large piece of equipment."

Shit, he thought, if she kept talking about his dick again, he was going to get a full on hard on. "I umm, I tended to wear briefs and boxers under my gym shorts."

"Wasn't that confining?" She inquired "I mean, putting something that big into an enclosed space... it tends to hurt, which is why I don't wear a bra anymore."

Oh god, he thought. His dick was definitely getting hard. Why the fuck did she just say she doesn't wear a bra? Doesn't she know what that was doing to him?

Lori smiled some more. His cock was definitely growing. This was so unfair to the guy, but it was fun as all hell. Plus, she was pretty sure he'd forgive soon enough. The thought of what she was about to do made her nipples stiffen.

"Uh, a bit but I kinda got used to it. It was better than the alternative I guess." he admitted.

"Still, I've seen Claire and her friends in that gym uniform. That many young women, in those short shorts and tight tops, running around." She drew quite the mental picture for him. "You must have been perpetually hard."

Why is she talking like this, he asked himself. He was having trouble maintaining eye contact with her, he was so embarrassed. His gaze lowered, and he could clearly see her nipples through her T-shirt. His cock continued to stiffen, he was well on his way to a full hard on.

"Um, no. not really." he tried to deny it.

"Not really? A young man in his sexual prime, being surrounded by that many girls that, showing off even a little bit of leg? Andy you're a terrible liar." she told him.

"No, I just..." oh god he thought, he did not like where this conversation was going.

"You just what?" he pressed

"I...I'd rather not say."

"Andy? Did you masturbate before gym class?" she asked, point blank.

"No...I..."

"It's okay. One of the things you're going to learn when you get older, is to not be ashamed of something everybody does. And everybody masturbates Andy. Everyone." She told him.

"Um...okay" he managed.

"Andy, relax. This isn't a test. I already know you masturbate. Just like you know I masturbate. Really, it's not that big a deal. We can talk, like this, as adults, knowing we both pleasure ourselves." She was having fun trying to work the word masturbate into conversation as much as possible.

Andy was rock hard at this point. It was completely Lori's fault, and she knew it. His dick was sticking up and out, directly at her. It was all she could do to not just reach out and grab it.

"Um, sure. I guess that's true." he really didn't know what else to say.

"So the question still stands...did you masturbate before every gym class? I mean, you had to have." He was at a loss for words, luckily she just didn't stop talking so it wasn't much of an issue.

"If you didn't, your cock here would have been either poking down your leg and out the bottoms of your gym shorts, or up overtop the waist band."

She reached up, and just before he touched him. "Excuse me a second, while I check this" and with that she used the tip of a single finger to push his cock up and against him. The head of his cock was well past the top of his pants.

"See. There is no way you could have held back a boner with so many nubile girls running around, your stiffie here wouldn't have stayed in your shorts."

She let go, and his dick bounced down, once again pointing right at her.

"So I guess the question really isn't did you masturbate, but rather, what did you masturbate to? You probably had to go into the bathroom stall. Did you have pornography on your phone?" She didn't give him a chance to answer "No, you would not have been able to risk the noise I'll bet, so photos?"

"umm, I actually don't have a smart phone" Which was true, and nicely avoided him admitting that he had indeed masturbated before gym class every day for the last couple of years.

"Oh you poor boy. Then you were just having to use your imagination? I know how visual guys are, that must have been difficult to do everyday. When I was your age, I used to have a boyfriend of sorts that needed to at least see my tits before he could cum. I can't imagine you having to pump away, so secretly, with nothing to help you."

"Can I ask you another question?" she continued.

Andy's head was spinning. His cock was rock hard, and her brief contact with it had really gotten him going. This talk about masturbation was killing him.

"What did you think about?" she asked.

"Um, I really...Miss Reynolds, I'd rather not, you know..."

"Oh come on, give me a cheap thrill. I haven't had a date in forever, what is it that gets a guy like you going these days?" she asked

"Ummm I dunno" he mumbled.

"Was it a specific girl? Or all of them? Did ever picture several of them at the same time? Playing with your johnson, or maybe with each other?"

He could have answered to yes to everything she had said. He had, of course had many different fantasies

"Or was it a teacher? Maybe an older woman does it for you. Someone who knows how to handle a cock like this, and would show you how to use it on her? I bet that was it! Did you ever stroke your penis, while thinking about an experienced woman going to town on it? Did you ever think of a woman, like me might grab a hold of it?"

She reached up and did exactly that. She began stroking his cock, slow and steady.

"Oh god." he said.

"Did you ever thing about that Andy?" She gave him a playful squeeze, prompting him to answer.

"Yes." he said

"Yes Miss Reynolds" she corrected him.

"Yes Miss Reynolds. I thought about all those things." he admitted.

"Did you ever think of me Andy? Did you ever whack off thinking about me?"

She sped up her hand as answered, making it harder to for him to talk. "Yesss, god yes. That feels amazing."

"What did you think about specifically? Was it my hand around your cock like this, or was it more?" she teased.

"It was..ahhhh, it was more." he was having issues speaking.

"Tell me Andy, tell me specifically or I'll stop. I'll stop and you won't get to cum."

That was the worst thing he could hear. He was already desperate for a release, and was willing to do anything she asked to get it.

"I..ahhh, I pictured you...in your sundress. The wind, oh yess..." He was unable to talk for a moment as she began twisting around the head of his cock. "...blows your dress up, and you, ahhhhh, weren't wearing panties."

"My panties?!" She feigned shock "Do you want to see my panties now?"

"Oh god yes!" he practically yelled.

She let go of his manhood and stood up. She turned and bent over so her heart shaped ass faced him. Her pants read "Juicy" on them, but no sooner had he read that then she was slipping her waist band over the curve of her butt. Her cheeks were toned, and her skimpy panties were black and frilly.

She stepped out of her pants and turned around. The front view was even better. Her legs were long and smooth, the front of her panties, barely there. He could see she had a neatly trimmed bush through the sheer material.

"So in this little fantasy of yours, was the wind the only thing blowing?" she asked.

"God no, you got down in your knees and..." he told her.

"Like this?" she interrupted him, dropping to her knees.

"Yes...oh god yes." Andy was unbelievably excited. He knew he needed to calm down or risk blowing his load to quickly.

"What happened next Andy. What did Miss Reynolds do for you in your fantasy." She asked, her breath on his cock.

"She...You, took off your top."

"Like this?" she grabbed the hem of her shirt and began rolling it up deliberately slowly. Her midriff was sexy as hell. When she reach the swell of her ample breasts, just far enough that he could see her the lower half of her tits, but her nipples were still covered, she stopped. She looked up at him and asked. "Was fantasy Miss Reynolds a slut?"

"Uum..." He knew how he wanted to answer, but even now he was afraid of saying the wrong thing. Luckily, just as before, she continued talking so it wasn't an issue. "Did she show you her tits? Was she a dirty slut that got naked for you?" She asked.

Lori rolled her shirt up over her breasts. She pinched her nipples, and looked up at Andy. Her eyes as wide, and with as innocent a voice as she could muster, she asked him.

"You don't really think I'm a slut do you?

"No, no of course not." he assured her.

"But your fantasy Miss Reynolds, she was a slut right?"

"Um...yeah."

"Why don't I just pretend to be your slutty Miss Reynolds then." she offered.

Her logic was flawed, but if a gorgeous brunette was looking for an excuse to act like a slut for him, He wasn't going to say anything to contradict her.

"What did the slut do next?" she asked.

"After you were naked, you..." He decided to just go for it "...well, you put it in your mouth."

"This thing!?" she grabbed his cock at the base. "I don't think that that this would fit in my mouth! But I supposed a slutty Miss Reynolds would at least try. She'd probably want to."

She was laying it on a bit thick, but he was a young man and she knew young men often liked to feel a sense of power, even if they were too scared to actually take control. She figured the more innocent she acted, the more he'd enjoy it.

"Here goes." she lowered her head, mouth opened wide and swallowed as much of his cock as she possibly could. As his cock filled her mouth, she realized how much she missed this. It was as much the feeling of "naughty-ness" as anything. Good girls don't put cocks in their mouths. A proper lady would never do this. And that was the appeal. She didn't need to be a properly lady, she didn't need to be responsible, she could be irresponsible, she could just be a dirty, little slut and she missed that freedom.

She looked up at Andy, and pushed forward, gaging almost immediately. She backed off a bit, but kept his cock in her mouth.

"Ithh suuu iggggg" she tried to say.

She pulled off it completely, but resumed stroking it.

"Did slutty miss Reynolds get all the way down?" she asked, innocently.

"Yes...but that's okay." Andy wasn't that experienced, but he knew he was too big to reasonable expect a woman to deep throat him.

"No, I want to try again." Lori dove back on his cock before he could object. Not that he was going to.

She made it a little father, but not much before she started to gag.

"I'm sorry Andy" she said before licking his shaft quickly. "It's just..." she sucked the tip into her mouth and released it. "...too big!"

And then she devoured his cock again.

It was like she was trying to lick and suck and talk all at the same time, alternating between all three as quickly as she could.

"I want to..." slurp,

"be a..." lick,

"proper slut..." lick, slurp

"for you." slurp, slurp, slurp

Andy couldn't believe it. He was getting a killer blowjob and the gorgeous woman doing it was apologizing for not doing it better!

She stopped sucking just long enough to ask him, "What happened next? What else did slutty Miss Reynolds do?" Then she resumed bobbing her head up and down his cock as much and as fast as she could.

Andy couldn't speak, the feeling in his testicles building.

"Did she lick you balls?" she asked. Without waiting for and answer she licked his balls and stroked his cock with her hand. After just a few licks, she sucked a ball into her mouth, and began to hum.

"Hhhmmmmm"

The vibrations were too much, it felt the best he had ever felt in his life.

"Oh god, that's it, I'm close." he warned her.

She released the ball from her mouth, but continued to stroke him.

"Where did you cum with the slutty Miss Reynolds?" she asked.

"Um, I...I dunno." her told her.

She gripped his cock tighter, and pumped her hand up and down.

"Andy, tell me where." she ordered.

"I can't..."

"Tell Me!" she barked, pumping him as fast as she could.

"Your face!" he yelled. "I came on your fucking face." She began to sit up and point his cock at her face, when he erupted. The cum splashed on her lips and cheek as she was still trying to aim his cock. A second spurt hit her forehead. a gooey string trailing into her hair.

"Fuuuuck." he groaned as yet another spurt hit her, this time the other cheek. "Oh Andy." She said and then engulfed his cock once more.

He looked down at Miss Reynolds. There were streaks of jizz all over her face. Her beautiful eyes wide and looking up at him as she sucked the last of his cum straight out of him. He reached down and stroked her hair. He caught their reflection in a wall mirror. The sight of the gorgeous, black haired beauty, topless in black panties, and on her knees sucking him was amazing, it was literally a dream come true. He smiled a her, it was probably the happiest he ever felt, and he wanted that feeling to last forever. Which is probably why he hadn't heard the front door when it opened.

Claire walked in the house and stopped dead.

"Mom, I was... Andy?!"

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