“You’re full of surprises,” I said. Cody shot me a look that made me wonder how much pain he was really in. “What?” I asked wondering what we might have in mind now. After the previous night, I could only imagine.
“You might not now this, but I’m kind of kinky,” he said. I laughed.
“I had no idea,” I replied sarcastically. My goodness, I licked his ass! What else could he have planned that would shock me? Why was I so eager to find out?
“I’m feeling a little better. You want to mess around?” he asked.
“What are you going to do to me this time?” I wondered aloud.
“Come into my office, sexy,” Cody said and I followed him down the hallway to his bedroom.
“You’re not going to tie me up, are you?” I asked him.
“Why do you want me to?” he shot back and I laughed despite myself.
“I don’t know why but you make me want to do naughty things,” I told Cody.
“That’s funny, I was going to say the same thing about you,” he said and my cheeks warmed right along with my pussy. I’d changed out of my uniform back at home. I took off the shorts and tank I wore now, then my panties and finally my bra setting my big breasts free. I stood naked in Cody’s bedroom and didn’t feel the least bit self-conscious. Cody looked me up and down and the ridge in his board shorts grew thicker.
“So what tricks are you going to teach me tonight, surfer boy?” I asked. Cody slipped of his clothes and threw himself onto his big bed, though I think he regretted it as he winched in pain. His room had a tile floor, and the furnishings were all dark ornate wood that reminded me of the Spanish missions around the area. Above the bed, a surfboard hung on the wall. Cody rolled over, gingerly to avoid hurting himself too badly, opened the drawer of his nightstand and nodded towards it.
“Lady’s choice,” he said. I walked over and my eyes flew open. The drawer was full of all manner of adult toys. I’d seen sex toys but never owned one. If anyone I knew back home owned or used them, they didn’t talk about it. Still, they looked fun. All manner of shapes and bright colors, some I could guess what they were used for but others I had no idea. I pulled one out that looked like a flashlight with a vagina instead of a lens.
“That’s for when I’m alone,” Cody said, smiled wickedly and waggled his eyebrows. I giggled and blushed again. Oh my!
“And this?” I asked and pulled out something that looked like a cross between a jockstrap and panties. Cody retrieved a smooth dildo and pushed it through the hole in the front I hadn’t noticed. I looked at it and still I didn’t see it.
“You could wear it and do me,” he said. I screwed up my face, still not getting it. Suddenly, however, I understood.
“Oh my! You’re not serious?” I asked. Cody laughed.
“I’ve never tried it. I thought it looked like fun so I ordered it. I told you I’m kinky,” he said.
“Maybe next time,” I said a little freaked out and lot turned on but I wasn’t done looking. “You have something we can both use?” I asked. Cody looked in the drawer and pulled out a slender pink vibrator.
“Let’s keep it simple. Honestly, you’re the first girl that didn’t run out screaming after I showed off my collection,” Cody said and I could tell he was only half kidding. I bet he’d scared off a girl or two. Poor girls didn’t know what they were missing.
“Shut up. I bet you have all kind of girls in here,” I said.
“A few, but none as sexy as you, Nina,” he said. I liked that. I wasn’t sure he didn’t say that to all the girls but if he did, he was still pretty convincing. Still, the words made me feel nice and gave me an excuse to do what I would have been too scared to do otherwise. I took the harness with the thin dildo out of the drawer again and stepped into it. I secured it around my waist and now Cody looked shocked.
“You just earned yourself a good screwing. If you’re man enough, that is,” I told him not quite believing I was doing this. Cody had a way, without really even trying, of making me want to be kinky. I’m not sure what it was, but I liked it.
“Fuck yeah! You’re one sexy bunny wearing that. Are you serious?” he asked and tossed the pink vibrator back into the drawer.
“Yeah, what the fuck,” I replied. What was I doing? Did everyone in California do weird shit like this or was I just lucky enough to find one of the freaks. Cody just smiled and I got to my knees next to him on the bed. Cody placed one leg on both sides of me. His thick shaft stood tall right there in front of me. I wrapped my hand around his shaft and kissed the head as Cody watched.
“I love watching you touch me. The contrast, the dark against the light, is so sexy,” he said.
“I like that too,” I said. I opened my mouth and flicked my tongue over his crown. I knew how my pink tongue looked. Even I thought the dark brown and the intense pink together was sexy. I ran my tongue up and down the underside of his shaft and then slipped him into my mouth. Cody sighed and his cock immediately leaked all over my tongue. I savored his juices as I sucked him and stared into his eyes.
“I can’t believe you’re here. When I saw you on the beach looking like you were lost, I wanted you immediately. I never thought you’d ever want me back,” Cody said. I grabbed his shaft and stroked him as I reached between my own legs to acknowledge my own need. If Cody kept saying stuff like that, I’d do just about any kinky thing he wanted.
I pleasured him a little longer, getting Cody nice and hard before I pulled him from my mouth. I continue to stroke him. Suddenly, I was feeling California. “You want my cock in your sexy white ass, surfer boy?” I teased enjoying the freedom to just be myself and try something new.
“I want it hard and fast, baby,” he said playfully as he got to his knees. I massaged his tight but as he looked back over his shoulder. I spread him wide and went down on him. Cody sighed as I licked his ass and I felt my pussy warm. Being naughty was so much fun.
I got Cody good and wet before I stood and slipped the dildo jutting from between my lush thighs between his cheeks. “Lube, girl. I’m a virgin...sort of,” Cody said. Then he cocked an eyebrow and said, “You’re really going to do this, aren’t you?” I leaned over and found a bottle of clear, slippery lubrication. I turned back to Cody, popped the cap and drizzled it all over his ass. He squealed. “That’s cold,” he told me.
“Having second thoughts?” I asked him.
“Not on your life. You can do anything you want to me,” he said. I wondered suddenly if Cody really hadn’t gotten many girls to go along with his twisted desires. Maybe I was the first.
“I want to hear you scream,” I teased telling him the same thing he’d told me twice before. Cody made me scream both times. I wondered if I could the same to him.
“Holy shit, I’ve created a monster,” Cody said and made me laugh even as I began to press the dildo into his ass. “Oh, man. That’s awesome, Nina!” he said.
The dildo wasn’t large and it seemed to all but fall into Cody’s ass. I wrapped my fingers around his slender waist, dug my nails in deep and began to thrust. Cody growled as he watched me slowly fuck his ass. I wouldn’t have imagined a guy could maintain any sense of his masculinity with a dildo in his ass but I was wrong. Cody looked hot and sexy bent over taking my strap on and it made me feel good to pleasure him even if it was unconventional.
Seeing his muscles writhe under his tanned skin, hearing his deep moans and growls and feeling his excitement grow was amazing. It was so hot, a subtle role reversal and an incredible way to please a man. Soon my hips slammed into Cody’s butt hard as my own excitement got the best of me. Cody looked as if he was overwhelmed as he looked back at me. I could only imagine how it must feel.
“Fuck, Nina. That’s fucking fierce! Damn!” Cody hissed at me. I wanted to do even more for him.
“On your back,” I told him as I pulled from him. He rolled over and I urged him to the middle of his bed. I got to my knees and slid the dildo back into him as he lifted his legs up. Cody sucked
in a sharp breath and smiled at me. Now I was able to touch him. I began stroking his incredibly hard cock as I fucked him and he went wild. Cody thrashed and bucked as the pleasure took him. He was leaking profusely and I know the slippery fluid only made my strokes more intense.
“Scream, surfer boy,” I urged. He shook his head. I held his shaft and used my thumb on the underside of his crown knowing how sensitive that area was. That was all it took and Cody screamed, a guttural, manly wail that made my pussy ache with need. I pulled from him and shed the harness, tossing it to the floor. That was fun, but I needed him inside me. I straddled Cody and impaled myself on his steel rod. “That was so damned sexy,” I said as my big, wide hips began to churn and I bent to kiss him.
Cody’s tongue danced with mine in his mouth as I felt myself approach climax. I kissed him until I could no longer stand it. Finally, I sat up and screamed as the undulating spasms coursed through me. Cody’s strong hands grasped my round ass and his hips met mine sending ripples through my ample curves. My breasts undulated enticingly as we rocked as one and another wild spasm tore through me.
“You know, payback is a bitch,” Cody said as he drove his hips into me even harder and his fingers kneaded my heavy flesh.
“What?” I asked breathlessly between orgasms.
“You think you get to fuck my ass and I don’t get to fuck yours?” he asked. I bent and kissed him again as another spectacular orgasm exploded from within. I enjoyed the intense bliss until it subsided and then I rolled off of Cody and onto my back.
“I thought you’d never ask, surfer boy,” I said and sank two fingers into my pink pussy. Cody got to his knees, lube in hand and pushed my legs into the air. He poured the lube onto me and now I squealed. “Shit! That is cold,” I said making Cody laugh. He had a finger in me before I knew it and now I wasn’t only finger fucking myself, but rubbing my clit. I refused to give in, however, letting myself ride the edge of orgasm until Cody was inside me.
“Look at that big, beautiful ass,” Cody said as he spread me wide and pushed his cock against me. I’d never felt this sexy, this comfortable in my own skin before. I could tell Cody loved every inch of me just the way I was and it felt so good. Cody worked his cock into me and I barely noticed as I fought the urge to come. I wanted to orgasm desperately, but not until I could get the full treatment.
Finally, Cody was inside me but he pulled his cock completely from me and paused for a moment. I whimpered and begged him with my eyes. I didn’t know what I was asking for. Cody got that damned smirk of his, the one that was infuriating and sexy all at once, on his face and then his cock sank into my ass. I screamed as he proceeded to pound my virgin ass hard and fast. He never stopped thrusting and I never stopped screaming as I finally let myself come.
Waves of crazy, undulating spasms hit me as Cody’s thrusts shook my ample flesh. Cody took my hips in his hands to hold me steady, his fingers all but disappearing in my flesh. Fuck, that was hot! I managed to get a third finger into myself as I teased my clit with the other hand. I was so wet and it felt so good. Pleasuring myself would have been satisfying enough, but Cody’s cock in my ass, not to mention getting to watch him work his magic, took it all to another level.
“My goodness, that’s so...um...radical,” I said trying to remember some small bit of surfer lingo. Cody laughed and fucked me even harder for the attempt.
“You sound like a fucking Barney, but we’ll make a Betty out of you yet. Right after I catch some backside air and then cover you in white water, bunny,” Cody said and even if I wasn’t lost in a wild climax I wouldn’t have had any idea what he said. However, it was kind of sexy whatever it meant.
“Shut up and fuck me,” I managed to say. Cody grabbed my big tits and kneaded them roughly as his cock relentlessly pounded me. I still pleasured myself but without the same vigor as before. I was just too sensitive. I rode the wild and wonderful waves of sheer ecstasy for as long as Cody let me, but soon he was ready. “Right here, surfer boy,” I said as I stopped pleasuring myself and indicated my big, fluffy breasts.
Cody pulled from me leaving me a quivering wreck. I savored the sexual buzz. Cody came to my side, barely slid his hand down his shaft and he covered my dark, soft breasts in his thick white seed. It felt hot and looked so sexy against my black skin. Cody grimaced as he covered me with his orgasm. I rubbed his slippery gift into my breasts as he forced the last of it onto me and then collapsed dramatically to the bed next to me.
“First you tempt me with your buxom self, then you bring your boyfriend to town so I can show off my bleeding skills and now you make me your bitch by fucking me in the ass. I think I’m in love,” Cody said theatrically.
“You’re crazy,” I said and lay next to him. I was careful not to get any of his orgasm on Cody, but he found a big dollop and licked it off of me. I laughed as he nodded. God, he was so sexy and so much fun to be with.
“Tastes like chicken,” he said and I laughed even harder. Cody took me in his arms and kissed me. I savored the moment. He was different, especially to a girl that grew up in south Chicago, but I liked it. California and Cody were growing on me. No, not just growing on me, corrupting me.
“What’s a Betty?” I asked as Cody nuzzled my cheek and kissed my ear gently.
“A girl that surfs,” he said. I sat up suddenly.
“No way,” I said. I could never do that. It frankly scared the hell out of me.
“Yes way,” he replied and then explained, “I got a big longboard that will be just right. Easy to ride, like me. You’ll love it.” Cody said and winked at me. I shook my head. Now I was going to become a surfer? I was being corrupted.
“Next you’re going to have me eating sushi and talking like you, dude,” I said trying to emulate every stereotypical surfer I’d ever seen in the movies.
“That’s the plan,” he replied and I hoped he was true to his word. Cody turned off his light and we snuggled up next to one another. I was beat. What a day. Cody was sore and tired. I could tell and it wasn’t long before he was snoring softly next to me. I didn’t sleep right away. It was all still sinking in. Cody, California, the episode with Lucas and the crazy sex. Eventually, however, sleep came and it was the best night’s sleep I’d had in months.
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“Are you sure?” I yelled back to Cody.
“Yeah, paddle when I tell you to. Then when you get going, pull your feet under you and then just pop up. You can do it,” Cody encouraged me. I must’ve been the only curvy black girl from Chicago in the entire state of California trying to surf. Still, I didn’t feel out of place. Cody yelled for me to begin paddling and I did as he’d taught me. This was my third try. I felt the wave push me forward and soon the board was picking up speed. I grasped the sides of the board, pulled my feet under me but this time I didn’t think about it.
Before I knew it, I was up. Cody shouted something from atop his board far behind me. I turned to show him that I’d done it and next thing I knew I was in the water being tossed around like a sock in washing machine. I surfaced and saw Cody coming my way.
“You did it. You’re officially a Betty,” he yelled. I guess I was. I was in a bikini, this one red and only slightly less revealing than the last, but over it I wore a shorty wet suit. Cody said I looked fierce in it. It did show off my curves nicely, I guess. The X-Men came to mind when I saw myself in the tight neoprene suit. Cody and I paddled back out past the breakers and waited for another wave. I don’t know why I picked Santa Cruz but I’m sure glad I did.
I was selling lots of pictures of the local landscape and of the surfers around the area. I was even making enough to buy a cheap car. My mom, who I’d finally told where I was living after Lucas was extradited back home, wanted me to come back to Chicago. I did miss home but I was a California girl now. I was Cody’s girl too. No, I was staying put. I’d have been crazy to leave and even crazier to stay. But that’s what made it so much fun.
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Pitching Curves
I thought I was being clever. I thought I was being a good wife, spicing things up and being a little spontaneous. Red was always so sexy and my tight red dress and stilettos, I thought, looked pretty amazing even if I didn’t have the figure I did when I married Carl. I’d been letting my chestnut hair grow long again and it tumbled over my shoulders in loose curls. I walked through the rows of cubicles to his office meaning to surprise him and rescue him from yet another night of overtime. Instead, I got the surprise of my life.
Carl and I had been married for nearly eighteen years. We had two beautiful children, an eleven-year-old girl and a nearly fifteen-year-old boy. We’d had our ups and downs like any couple but we always came out the other end stronger. I believed we were best friends, a couple for the ages with a rock solid relationship. What I discovered is eighteen years, some extra weight and a redheaded intern was all it took to end our marriage and I discovered it the hard way.
I rounded the corner and there was Carl and said redheaded intern. She was on his desk, her skirt hiked up around her hips, her blouse unbuttoned with her perfect, and perfectly real, tits hanging out and her pantyhose torn to allow my husband unfettered access to her pink, and probably amazingly tight, pussy. Carl kept fucking her with his pants around his ankles even after the girl stared at me in horror. Finally, he caught a clue and looked to see what had taken his intern’s attention away from the task at hand.
“Oh shit!” Carl exclaimed and then fumbled around trying to pull up his pants as if I might somehow be fooled into thinking I hadn’t already seen him fucking the thin redhead. Finally, he gave up and stood there with a sorrowful look. I couldn’t decide if he was sorry I’d found out or sorry that I’d interrupted the fun. There he stood, his dick still standing at attention, as a tortured silence hung in the air. To her credit, the redhead was buttoning her blouse, pulling her skirt down and was no longer sprawled on Carl’s desk.
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