Daddy's

by Helen Goodman

  For the last time I pushed into her quim, going all the way, driving in until my hips slammed into her cheeks, forcing the air from her. By now she was frantically pushing back, yelling for me to fuck her, then making high pitched yelps, then grunting, begging for more. We crashed into our orgasms together, shouting at each other and at no one, cum boiling out of me as if it came from my toes.

  I held myself to her, keeping her on her knees until we had finished, then let her slide forward and down, her ass sticking up as if to say, 'I'm still here'.

  When I had my breath, I smoothed and caressed her back, then her hips, and finally her ass; rubbing the excitement back into them.

  ***

  After we had napped a bit, we moved back up to the cockpit, not bothering with clothes. As we were lolling with drinks in hand, another sail boat came gliding in. An older looking man was steering, while a much younger woman was on the fore deck bringing down the jib. She was blonde and curvy, with a blue bikini. More than that I couldn't tell.

  He looked over at us, obviously saw Dawn with her tits exposed, and waved a hand, sailed farther up the harbor, anchoring a few hundred yards nearer the house. They stowed everything, then I could see him saying something to his companion and waving in our general direction. She looked over our way, then reached back and released her bra. Even at that distance I could tell she had beautiful breasts.

  "Mmm, I wouldn't mind playing with her."

  "You want to play with women too?"

  "You wouldn't mind would you? In fact, I'll bet you'd want to be in the middle of something like that. Yes, I do have dreams of loving a woman."

  "Do you have anyone in mind?"

  "No...Not yet. But I'll let you know when I find her."

  "What about that one?"

  "Hmm, maybe as a first time. It's a bit hard to tell from here, but she seems pretty enough, and those tits would keep both of us happy."

  "What about him? Would you like to fuck him as well?"

  "I'll fuck anybody you tell me to, as long as I don't get hurt, and don't lose you."

  "I'm getting hard just thinking about you sucking those tits. Open your legs, dip a finger in and give me some pussy juice." She swirled two fingers deep into her pussy, bring a load up to my lips. Delicious! It got my cock hard instantly. She knelt over me, guided my cock to her pussy, and sat down in one move. I bottomed out, and she yelled out; "Oh, God..."

  I glanced over at the other boat; he was waving her to him. I could see him taking her bottoms off, guiding her to his lap, duplicating us. Dawn was now pumping herself up and down on my cock, rolling her nipples tightly between fingers and thumbs. She was moaning and groaning, and every once in a while, glancing toward the other boat. She was on display, knew she was, wanted to be.

  The more she rode my cock, the louder she got. The louder she got, the harder she rode. Soon we heard echoing yells from the other boat; looking over we could see the blonde bouncing in his lap, head lifted to the sky.

  Again, a glint of light from the nearest house caught my attention. I didn't see anyone, but another glint came from a larger window. "We're being watched from that house. And they have glasses on you."

  "Oh god I'm coming. Coming. Coming. All this attention. I can't wait...Aaa"

  And come she did. Wordless yells that must have echoed off the hills. Our compatriots on the other boat were matching us yell for yell. Our voyeur must have been going nuts scanning from boat to boat. We finally slumped together, me holding her in my arms. Looking over, the other couple had disappeared

  ***

  After another rest we set up the grill off the stern, and while I cooked up the salmon steaks Dawn put together a salad and brought me a glass of wine. As the sun dropped behind the hill, we finally put clothes on, probably to the dislike of our unseen voyeur. While we relaxed with after dinner wine I scanned the harbor and houses; admiring the other boat and the houses, finally settling on the home of our voyeur. Scanning the house with my glasses, I noticed movement at the window; then a woman holding binoculars stepped onto the deck, and brought them back up to her eyes. We were looking at each other through our lenses. She appeared to be middle aged, blonde and slim, wearing some kind of robe.

  As I watched, she undid the belt and opened her robe, putting her body on display for me. Quickly I removed my shirt and dropped my shorts, returning her display. Dawn stepped into the hatch, and seeing me nude asked what was going on.

  "I'm exchanging full frontals with our watcher. Take your clothes off and join me."

  Instantly she shed her shorts and top, and stepping beside me faced toward the house.

  I handed her the binoculars, and watched as the two women looked each other over. Then Dawn lifted her hand, crooked her finger, and signaled to the woman; beckoning to her. Even without glasses I could see her response; she waved an arm and then turned into the house. Several minutes later she reappeared at the dock below the house. She stepped into a skiff, started the motor and headed our way.

  All the time Dawn watched her. "Do you think we should get dressed?"

  "It's a little late now, considering she's been watching us fuck all afternoon."

  ***

  Her name was Lillian. Tall and willowy, she appeared to be in her early forties, toned and tanned with close cropped, sun-streaked hair and hazel eyes. She wore a tight pair of shorts and a cut-off tee that clung to medium sized tits.

  "I hoped you would invite me." She said as I helped her aboard. Her hands lingered in mine, and she looked directly in my eyes.

  ""Why not the other boat?" I asked as I handed her a glass of wine.

  "Oh, that's my husband and his latest assistant, I'll get to her soon enough. But I had to meet you two. That has been quite the display you have put on."

  Even as she was talking, her hand caressed my cock, and her eyes devoured Dawn. I reached for her top, easily lifting it off; exposing her pink nipples. The tits had some sag to them; they were naturals and had the same tan as the rest of her. "Would you like to go below? We can get much more comfortable than here in the cockpit."

  "I'd love to...but I want my husband to know I'm over here."

  "That's easy." I reached into a locker, pulled out a compressed-air horn, and gave it two quick blasts. A minute later her husband appeared in the hatch, and returned her wave. With that, we went below.

  Once again we went forward. "Dawn, stretch out on your back and show our guest what you have to offer."

  "She takes orders?"

  "She's learning. Dawn has the potential of a good Sub, if she is brought along properly. I've promised her something special this weekend, and she seems ready for it."

  "What have you promised?"

  "I'll take her ass for the first time."

  "Mmm, I remember when my ass was taken. Dawn honey, you are in for a treat...May I watch?"

  "Perhaps. But for now...Dawn is inexperienced when it comes to loving women. Would you like to teach her?"

  "I'd love to. And what will you be doing?"

  "Well, the first thing is remove your shorts. Then I'll go where inspiration takes me."

  "Then I'll try to inspire you."

  I knelt before her, pulling the shorts down, revealing a taut and slightly rounded belly and a completely bald pussy; not even a hint of hairs. I leaned forward and took a tongue swipe; delicious!

  I sat back and Lillian moved onto Dawn; kissing her way up from belly to lips, stopping to pay particular attention to the brown nipples before her. Almost instantly Dawn moaned and groaned; encouraging the attention she was receiving. Her hands caressed Lillian's cheeks-guiding her from breast to breast. As she neared Dawn's face, Lillian took the hands from her face, and holding them in one hand, stretched them above Dawn's head. "Do not move them until I give permission."

  Again Dawn moaned. She was fully into the moment; giving herself completely to her lover. Lillian laid nibbling kisses along Dawn's jawline, then down the side of her throat and across her chest to the
breasts and nipples again. This time she didn't stop; moving down through the navel and around Dawn's pussy; never quite touching her slit, but blowing across it. Dawn groaned as goose bumps rose all across her body; her arms twitched but she held them in place. Lillian bit lightly at thighs, then across Dawn's pubic arch; always teasing more groans from her student. Suddenly she dove into Dawn's pussy; grinding her lips into the slit, moving up to the clit, surrounding it with her lips, audibly sucking it to attention. "Argh!" Dawn reacted; quickly going into a series of yips that came with her orgasms, and then she brought her hands down, holding Lillian's face in place forcibly.

  Lillian held Dawn's hips in place as she licked her down from her climax. Slowly Dawn relaxed. When she opened her eyes, all she could say was "Wow."

  "Turn around dear; I want to be fucked while you eat my pussy. Just do what I did, and you'll do fine."

  Dawn spun quickly, placing herself under Lillian's flowing slit. I watched for a moment as Dawn tasted her first woman. After only one taste, she clasped Lillian's hips and pulled herself hard against her target. Waiting no longer, I placed my cock head against the quim before me, and pushed in 'til I found bottom. "Jeez! You do know how to get a gal's attention."

  I could feel Dawn's nose brushing against my cock, my balls brushing her eyes as I stroked deep. Lillian was arching back, opening herself to me while Dawn munched from below. Almost instantly Lillian's cunt began quivering; she started wailing, juices were flowing, and I could hear Dawn slurping. I held on as long as I could, but soon the constant vibrations on my cock drove me into an orgasm that seemed to pull the hair from my head...Lillian finally dropped over Dawn, and I collapsed on both.

  ***

  While we rested I learned a little more about our guest; Lillian was her husband's second wife. She had been his assistant a few years ago, after his divorce. Now she shared him with other women, on the understanding she too could play with others. The fact he would bring them "home" where she could watch just added to the fun. We proved to be a bonus for her.

  The current playmate, Melissa, was due to be invited to the house for dinner on Sunday, and if everything worked out, she would become their full-time playmate.

  After our rest it was time for Dawn's anal initiation. Lillian wished to be part of the fun; "I'll help her through her first time. But she looks like she's ready now. Let me lube her for you."

  Again, Dawn was on her knees, head down. Lillian massaged lube into her ass hole; first with a fingertip, then two. Soon she was pushing deep into Dawn's ass, forcing her open, sawing back and forth. Dawn was moaning loudly; deep into the sensations of her ass, relishing the feelings of intrusion. With her other hand, Lillian stroked my cock to extraordinary hardness. When Dawn was ready, Lillian led my cock to the open and waiting ass.

  With my cock head pressed against the waiting hole, I paused a moment, savoring the sensations, and Dawn's eager acceptance of the coming ravishment. She pressed back, wanting to be taken, desiring my cock once again. Firmly I pressed in, stopping after my crown popped past her anal ring. Dawn groaned at the intrusion, but she didn't pull away, she pushed back, taking another inch into her ass. She was ready, and so was I. Lillian was stroking Dawns clit and tits, I was going deeper and deeper, Dawn was groaning, yipping, yelling, sweating, and quivering. The deeper I went, the faster I stroked, the more noise she made, until she suddenly froze...and collapsed to the bed, out like a light. She dropped so quickly my cock popped from her ass, spewing cum over her back. I sat back on my folded legs, gasping for air.

  Slowly she drew up into a ball, clutching her knees to chest. "That was soo intense...thank you...It was way beyond anything I expected."

  All I could do was nod. Lillian smiled; caressing the rounded ass, the hole just closing while a trace of cum dripped over it "It was that way for me also... I thought I'd never be the same. The intensity...I look for it every time now."

  "Can I sleep now? I'm just beat." Lillian and I left Dawn covered and napping while we returned to the cockpit. Except for the masthead lights on the two boats it was pitch black over the water. But overhead...millions of lights could be seen. Lillian curled into my arms under a blanket. "I never tire of seeing the stars. Many say they feel small in comparison, I just feel alive; as if I'm absorbing energy from all those stars."

  "I look up there, and on a night like this...I guess the thought that comes to me is 'we're not alone' there must be others out there."

  "Speaking of others...I must go. My husband and his assistant may be at the house fairly early. Kiss Dawn for me." We exchanged contact info and Lillian jumped back into her skiff, not bothering with dressing and motored away.

  ***

  "Mm, Where's Lillian?"

  "She had to be home for company this morning."

  "I slept really well last night. You two really wore me out. Thank you."

  We had breakfast, then upped anchor and headed out. Dawn moved about the boat nude; she wanted to feel the morning air on her skin. With no wind, we had to motor out, so I had her stand on the foredeck arms outstretched. Lillian stepped onto her deck to wave as we left, and then her husband also stepped out and pushed her to the rail, and apparently began fucking her from behind.

  My cell rang; "Darling, it's Lillian. Robert says 'thanks for the fucking show'. I just say thanks for the fucking. Call me next week, will you?"

  "Dawn! Come here. Suck my cock. Lillian and her husband are watching. Show them what you can do."

  We motored out with Dawn eagerly bobbing up and down, drawing my cock in. I could hear Lillian on the phone shouting for Dawn to suck harder, and just as I came Lillian announced their mutual orgasms as well.

  The End.

  Linda's Pleasure

  I had been happily serving Linda as her toy boy for a few months. She is disabled and we got friendly when I did a few things around the house for her. For a small remuneration of course, one has to survive.

  But the poor aging Linda was terribly lonely and expressed to me how appreciative she was for my help. She got to telling me the most personal things like how she missed her husband who had departed her five years ago and how he understood the needs of a disabled person, that just because she had a spinal disease and could not walk or anything didn't mean she was bereft of sexual needs and wants, be they of a limited nature.

  "A woman can derive an orgasm in many ways without having the full act which I couldn't manage anyway" she confided.

  I guessed she was hinting. We had become quite close and I liked her. She was a nice and lovely old lady and I felt sorry for her, but she would not have wanted that and so I never told her.

  But I saw the need and felt I could help her in that direction, and that is how I became her toy -boy and supplied her needs to her satisfaction. She was delighted with that and for me, well surprisingly I got a special thrill just being there for her, like she wanted me, just standing there beside her wheelchairs as she raptures in the joy of oral sex. It was lovely to be there for her like that; watching the utter joy in her face as she slowly released my zip.

  "You don't take long to swell Peter. It is so lovely" she invariably tells me as I feel her gentle hands manoeuvre me out and for the next few minutes I close my eyes, occasionally looking down to see her enjoying me, It is a lovely sensation and every time it gets better, as she becomes bolder and more explorative, it is divine and now she prefers me to be her completely naked toy-boy so she can enjoy other things as well, like she loves to cradle and tickle my balls, hearing her little chuckles as she does so, and she absolutely adores it when I twist around to display my hind for her perusal. And Wow! Does she peruse! It is gorgeous and I love it all so much, it is special and feeling her stroke my bum is a joy too, opening my legs so that she can delve a hand between and enjoy the feel of Freddy and his companions as well. That is the name she likes to call my masculinity, Freddy and of course my testes are Freddy's companions!

  It is lovely really, hearing her talk like that, ma
kes such a change from the usual Anglo -Saxon expletives and I guess if ever I was to use that language when might be put off. But not on your life, because one day, me going along with her gentle talk, she suddenly used the word fuck, and again coming from her it seemed as natural as always, I discovered the language always got more colourful as she got near the point of an orgasm, which given a few nudges down below as she sucked and licked me, She said she loved to suck and lick and mouth fuck me which made her reach her objective so wonderfully and that she would always be grateful to me for that.

  "Freddy is so beautiful and I love him so much, he is so divine to touch, so lovely to stretch and tease and expose that lovely red plum I so love to taste, I hope you don't mind Peter?"

  She is always saying that and I am always telling her that of course I don't mind. I simply want her to enjoy to the full and when she makes me reach a strong ejaculation I do not mind if it makes a bit of a mess on her face, so long as that is what she wants then it is fine.

  When it first happened and I could not hold it back, she had sucked it so sufficiently, I really thought she would be terribly shocked, but instead she revelled in it and from then onwards I always felt comfortable with her no matter what she liked to do, she was becoming better at it all the time and usually, if she was okay on the days I visited which was about three times a week, she would want that straight away, before we had refreshment and before I did any work around the house for her, I guess I had become a sort of carer for her in a way although she had her nurse see to her in the mornings and at night getting and out of her bed.

  And of course it does make life so much better for her, she is always telling me that, a woman needs that of course as well as the need for emotional stuff, and she said sweetly I even give her that, although she knows it is limited, with me being so much younger and one day I will want to go to younger pastures new and save myself for a lovely young lady.

  "I want you to know, Peter" she said as I crouched over her chair, legs astride in the way she had come to enjoy me, my testis hanging like grapes she said, looking so beautiful - "I want you to know Peter that of course there are no strings attached" and I acknowledged that by replying that if that is what she wants I am fine with it (Joking of course)