GROWING UP AN EXHIBITIONIST

i everyone! I would like to relate a true story to give back to the erotic community that has given me so much pleasure over the years. This story is true.

I'm now 52 years old and even though I love my wife dearly, her sex drive is almost nonexistent where mine is still roaring along unchanged.

20 years ago the only alternatives to miss-matched sex drives would have been cheating or living in quiet desperation. Luckily I can get by from reading the erotic stories and watching sex videos on the internet.

That is the main reason I'm contributing a story. There is another reason though; one day I read story written by a guy by the name of Mike talked about his exhibitionist life style. It hit a core deep down in me, because I too was an exhibitionist in my younger years. But unlike Mike my exhibitionism wasn't because I was a shy a virgin until thirty-three.

My case was just the opposite. My first sexual encounter was at fourteen when I was working on a construction crew, building a sewage system for a private summer camp. Camp was in session and although I wasn't really part of the camp staff we did tent with them. It was a wilderness style camp and everyone was spread around throughout the 1150 acres of land, two to a tent.

I don't know why, but for some reason I attracted this older woman whose name was Heidi. She was beautiful and so much more sophisticated than me. Her blonde hair and her great body made me daydream just being around her.

Heidi was from Switzerland and all the older male staffers were trying to jump her. She was very popular with everyone and was extremely nice. I hadn't had any real experience with women at that point, having led a pretty sheltered life. But when she started coming over to my tent to "talk" and began to lie next to me on my cot while we all "talked" - well I didn't really know what to do. (Nothing beyond talking happened because my tent mate was always there and usually several other hopeful guys too.)

Things came to a head when one weekend between camp sessions when the place was pretty much closed down, Heidi asked me if I wanted to go on an overnight hike with her. Of course I said yes and we took our sleeping bags and enough supplies for the weekend. I left camp as a virgin but when we got back the next evening I'd fucked a woman ten times and felt like a million dollars.

I relate that little story only to make the point that I started having sex fairly young for those times. And I should also admit that it was the first time I experienced exhibitionism. As I've already mentioned Heidi had a great body and from the point we set up camp to the moment that we began to pack up and get ready to return to the main camp area, she was totally naked, and so was I.

We had walked for maybe three hours, climbing over the valley ridge where our main was position and by the time we'd climbed to the top of the other side of the next valley Heidi was wearing only her hiking boots and her khaki shorts.

I was shocked but totally excided when we climbed that second ridge and she jut pulled her t-shirt off over her had, saying that she was hot and that this would make her more comfortable.

When she suggested that I do the same thing, I did, willingly. My only problem at that time was keeping my boner disguised.

When she finally picked a lakeside campsite and suggested that we go for a skinny dip, I was ready. By that point I didn't care if she saw my boner, in fact I wanted her to see it.

I actually lost my virginity in the lake, standing up facing her. Heidi was an adept at positioning herself to take dick. I was amazed that first time when I actually slipped into her warmness without seemingly any effort.

One minute we were in the water stomach deep, facing each other, then I felt her fingers gripping my cool stiff flesh and the next moment there was this heavenly warm slick sensation as my teenage virgin cock slipped into her willing slit. I stopped breathing and my mind went numb.

After Heidi let me cum in her standing in the lake, we went back to the campsite and she made us a wonderful soup and scones for dinner. Then when it was dark we zipped our sleeping bags together and fucked like rabbits all night until dawn.

We'd walk around the forest naked and cooked our food naked and even hiked for miles from our campsite naked. I think that's why we had so much sex. I wasn't all that much to look at, back then I was pretty skinny - At 6-ft tall and 130 pounds I was a real beanpole. But Heidi seemed to like the way I looked and my time with her gave me two things. One was a new confidence around women, and the other was an urge to be naked around others.

After that weekend with Heidi I began to think about exposing myself and would walk around without underwear, wearing sweatpants just to have the feeling of freedom. I didn't actually do anything about those feelings until I met Imber. She was a big pretty Polish girl that I started seeing in the 8th grade.

As I look back to that time I think that she was the most exciting female I've ever known. I only wish that I had known what I had with her, because I would have enjoyed it much more than I did, if I'd known how special she really was.

Imber was an honest to goodness slut. You hear stories about bad girls when you're growing up, but you seldom actually meet one. Well, Imber was truly the slut boys dream about. She was as tall as I was and probably 15 pounds heavier than me. She was pretty and absolutely the sexiest female I had ever met.

It was just a matter of timing. Imber's family moved into our neighborhood (right next door to us.) in mid-school year and since she was the same age as me she attended the same school. We became friends and saw a lot of each other and one thing led to another and within several months we were having sex.

I can still remember the first time. I was sitting in our carport taking a break from cleaning it up. (Back then we had to perform chores to get an allowance from our parents.)

Imber came over while I was on break and seemed in a pouting mood. I asked her what the matter was and she told me that she was just board and that she wanted to do something new.

I had no idea what she meant, but when she said that she wanted to make out with a boy, I was instantly willing and hard. I suggested her place since she had already mentioned that her folks and little sister had gone for the day to her grandparents.

I remember her pretty face lighting up with a naughty "let's be bad" look and she took my hand in hers and led me over to her house. I'd just planned on kissing her and maybe slipping a hand somewhere that it didn't belong. But when Imber pulled me into her bedroom and pushed me down on her bed, and then climbed on top of me and started to suck my brains out through my mouth I was suddenly ready for anything.

That first experience with Imber is still a little hazy for me. All I can say is that one moment we were glued together at the mouth and then miraculously we were glued together at the crotch. I was banging away at her and she was urging me on with her shapely legs reaching for the ceiling and I was hearing some of the dirtiest talk I'd ever heard from a girl. I was amazed that she would say things like that and at the same time hugely aroused by it.

Looking back over the three years that we went together, the sex was the best I've ever had, and our relationship was truly perverted. It was fantastically wonderful. Imber would turn out to be the most sexually inventive female I was ever to know, even to this day.

One day Imber showed up with a new camera. It was one of the very first Polaroid Instant cameras that looked like a bellows. One of the first things she wanted to do was take pictures of my hard-on.

Then she wanted to pose for me, and I think if they had something like a timer back then she'd have been taking pictures of us screwing. But they didn't so she had to be satisfied with individual shots. Or so I thought.

One Saturday afternoon when her parents were gone again she called me on the phone to come over and make love to her. I loved it when she did that out of the blue, so I rushed over.

You can imagine my surprise when I found that her little sister Karen was sitting on Imber's bed with the camera in her hands and a big smile on her face. Karen was a bit plain compared to Imber and I had never even given her a thought before.

Anyway, I screeched to a halt with my shirt half pulled off, sporting a boner that was as obvious as hell poking out against my Levis. I looked at Imber and she looked back at me with that naughty smile of hers and she began to strip down.

I just stood rooted watching her undress. Then she was naked and had crawled on the sheets with her knees up and legs open, waiting for me. Karen had moved over to the other side of the bed with eyes the size of saucers. I'm sure she'd ever seen a totally naked girl ready for sex before and I was pretty sure she hadn't seen a naked guy either.

That day she got to see both, and she also got to see both a guy and girl fucking each other's brains out. It was fantastic to know that another girl was watching me plug my girlfriend that she was Imber's sister and was taking pictures while I did it, just added to my excitement and I think to Imber's too.

As it turned out Karen was a pretty good photographer. You could tell what we were doing, and I had to admit we both looked sexy as hell. I still have some of those pictures. They're a bit faded and yellowed now, but every time I dig them out I end up masturbating to them, remembering how intense those times were.

And yes, after a few sessions of picture taking, I ended up poking Karen too. Looking back I think that if Imber had thought of it, we would have brought someone else in to take pictures of us doing a threesome. As it was I did get some "girl on girl" shots of her and Karen messing around. All of this was way a head of its time, but that was Imber for you.

Then it happened. Imber started showing pictures of me to her girlfriends. I first found out about it when Mary, one of our classmates walked up to me at school and said, "I wish I could see the real thing." She giggled and looked down at my crotch.

Of course I didn't have a clue, but I could tell that she was flirting with me, I just didn't know why. Then she told me that Imber had shown her a bunch of pictures of me nude, and that she thought I looked nice. She said that she hadn't realized how big boys could get down there when they were hard and that if I ever wanted to show her she'd like to see it.

After that I noticed that a lot of the girls were giving me knowing looks and giggling at me as I walked by. I was suddenly the talk of the school. I didn't mind that Imber had shown her girlfriends pictures of me. As a mater-of-fact I was happy about it. It was strangely pleasing to know that most of the girls in school had seen me naked. And that most of them seemed to like it.

That's when Imber got me into real exhibitionism. The first time was at school and it involved Mary. Apparently she wasn't kidding about wanting to see me hard for real. I guess Imber and Mary had talked about it and Imber told her that she could get me to expose myself.

I had the impression that money changed hands, but I would have done it for free. Keep in mind that this was in 1967 or so and people didn't do things like this. But Imber told Mary meet us in a vacant field after school one day. There were some big trees to hide us from passersby and I remember that I stood there while Imber unsnapped my Levis and pulled my pants down.

In those days I could just will myself hard. All I had to do was just imagine myself hard and up I'd go. And that's what I did then. I stood in front of Mary, only a couple of feet away from her and willed myself hard.

You should have seen her eyes. I watched her face and her eyes widened as I went from a soft little dangling thing to a big throbbing shiny shaft pointing up toward her shocked face.

I got a nice bonus that afternoon; Imber talked Mary into jacking me off. It was really something to stand there in that vacant lot while my girlfriend gave another girl instructions on how to masturbate a boy. Feeling her hand on my dick made me cum within a minute or so. That surprised Mary too. She'd never imagined what actually happened when a boy came.

It was a short step from being masturbated in an empty field to getting off at the movies. We'd go to the evening movies and sit at the back. First Imber would either give me a hand job - usually so someone near us would notice. If that someone seemed to be into watching us, she'd lean over and give me a sloppy sounding blowjob. I was in heaven during those evenings. I was getting both things I loved, sex and exposing myself.

Then it was my turn, especially if we had gathered a willing audience. I didn't mess around; I would just scrunch down between her legs – kneeling in the isle and eat her pussy. Imber always made quite a bit of noise while I ate her and would usually pop open her blouse and pinch and massage her nipples to add to both her and the audience's pleasure.

There was the time when we went up to the reservoir and hiked around to the far side where few people went. Imber talked me into going out onto the shoreline and we quickly stripped and Imber lay down on a blanked we'd brought and pulled me down on top of her. We fucked like bunnies in front of maybe a hundred people. (They were across the lake from us) I didn't last more than a minute, and as it turned out that was just as well because the park rangers were hurrying around the shore intent on grabbing the exhibitionists. We got away without being identified, thank god.

Imber became bolder about her sexual encounters. Soon I wasn't enough for her and she started screwing around with other guys. At first I was hurt by this but soon she had built quite a nucleus of guys and there were so many jealous and hurt males around the school that I overcame my feelings in time.

I preface the next little adventure by saying that I've been happily married for almost 30 years and have two wonderful children, but back then I was always horny, and with Imber fucking all these different guys I wasn't getting as much sex as I would have liked. I had become used to a good satisfying fuck just about every day. But in my "post Imber" days I was pretty much celibate and not happy about it.

Then one night Imber called me on the phone and asked me to come over to her place. I was over there in record time. As I walked across the lawn I noticed a strange car parked in her drive. Then I saw that Imber was in the passenger seat, and Carl, one of the seniors from school was behind the wheel.

It turned out that Imber wanted to do a threesome with two boys and she'd picked us. I remember that we both kept glancing at each other the whole way out to lookout point; I think Carl was as worried as I was.

Imber wanted to be fucked by two guys at once and we were going to do it in the back of Carl's big Pontiac. I wasn't sure that I liked being naked around another guy, especially with a hard-on. I'd never seen another guy hard at that point and no guy had seen me that way either and I'd have been perfectly happy to keep it that way. But, and it was a big but, I did want sex with Imber and if I had to share her with another naked guy, well, I was going to have to go along with it.

Thankfully Carl ended up on the bottom and had Imber's backdoor. The only down side to that was that I had to KY his dick and help shove him in. But I soon forgot about that once I thrust into Imber's hot moist cunt. I'd been pining away for the feel of Imber's hot moist hole and that was what I concentrated on.

Although, it was strangely arousing to feel another man's dick rubbing against mine through the thin membrane between Imber's cunt-hole and ass-hole. We both fucked her like crazy and I remember her screaming when she came.

Afterwards when we'd cum in our respective holes and had pulled out, and while we were lying side by side getting our breaths back, Imber made a ludicrous suggestion. She suggested that Carl and I clean each other off with our mouths.

I knew that there was no way I was going to suck Carl, especially since he'd just come in Imber's ass. But as I lay there sputtering in protest I watched Carl crawl over to me and take my dick in his hand and lowered his mouth to my cum slimed semi-hard cock.

I continued to lay there as Carl began to bob his head over my instantly rejuvenated erection. Actually - remembering back to that moment - I didn't cum but it was a strange and erotic experience just the same. I'd never have thought that Carl would suck another guy's cock. But it did feel okay to have him do it, and he did a pretty good job of it too.

Imber ended up mad at me because I wouldn't reciprocate Carl's blowjob. That was almost the last time we had sex. (Actually I think we might have done it a few more times over the next couple of months.) But Imber never invited me to another one of her threesomes. I think she found a more pliant partner to go along with Carl.

Within six months or so from our last sexual encounter Imber was pregnant and after dropping out of school she and her family moved away. I never saw her again.

But Imber had firmly put me on the path of true exhibitionism. From those days till only a few years ago I would do things - that looking back - could have easily landed me in jail.

During my college years I had somewhere around 30 sex partners and all but two of them I was able to catch our act on film. I was an early enthusiast of the video recorder and later the camcorder. I had a set up that would always crank out the most explicit scenes. I always talked the girl I was with into doing it with the light on.

I would say something like, "With a great body like yours, why do it in the dark?" or "Gee baby I really want to experience the whole package. I don't mind seeing the body I'm making love to." I was telling the truth, because I've always wanted the lights on even if I wasn't recording.

But the real thrill for me was showing the films to my buddies afterwards. The feeling of them watching me naked and fucking a girl really crazed me out. Knowing that they were turned-on watching us fuck, well, that feeling was as good as the sex act to me.

Some years later I actually sold a few tapes to an amateur porno distributor. The knowledge that my nude butt could be humping the air as I plugged one of my old college girlfriends - even as I write this - makes me feel good somehow.

After college and once I got married and had to settle down I tried a new angle or two. One was to take a few close-up pictures of just my hard-on and watch for a likely victim. Usually I'd stake out the local mall parking lots. I'd look for a car full of teenage girls and once they went into the mall I'd walk by their car and slip a picture into the weather stripping of the passenger window. Then I'd set up in the back of my van with binoculars and wait for them to come out.

You know, its funny, but I always got the same reaction. They'd come out not thinking about anything in particular, they'd stand around waiting for the girl who was driving to unlock the doors and then the girl on the passenger side would see the back of the picture and pull it loose.

She'd go ballistic, jumping around in fits of giggles and all excited and then she'd show it to her friends and they'd all do the same thing. It was a real turn-on to see these pretty teens all excited because of a picture of my hard cock. Teenage girls never disappointed me.

But even watching pretty young women oohing and ahhing a picture of my dick got old after a while. I mean after a while when they always acted out the same way, well, I could pretty much predict what would happen so I stopped doing it.

Later on - when I was around about 40 - I owned a Toyota Celica and was married with two kids by then. I was horny all the time and even though I was getting plentiful sex it was still pretty vanilla. My pretty wife wasn't anything like Imber and although I loved to make love to her I still craved an excitement that we never would share with each other.

Anyway, I found myself sitting in the parking lot of a grocery store waiting for my wife to buy the week's food and the urge to jack off came over me. I didn't have anything to cum in except my hand, not a Kleenex to be seen. But I had an overpowering urge to get off so I unbuttoned anyway.

I reclined the driver's seat a little bit and opened my pants and began to jack off. I beat my meat slowly as I watched the families and couples walk by unaware what I was doing. I had a good cum and cleaned up well enough not to have my wife notice.

After that I started doing that each week while waiting for my wife to do her shopping. Then one afternoon I got caught. I was jacking away when I head a voice at my side. "Hey mister does that feel reeeaaall good?"

I knew that there was a teenage girl sticking fliers in the windshield wipers of the cars around the parking lot but I had lost track of her.

I started in surprise when she made her remark standing just behind me to the side, looking in through the window. Then I took the risk, I looked up into her eyes.

Although she just giggled at me and made a remark about how big I was and how much fun it looked like I was having, afterwards I began to worry what might happen if she told someone. Luckily she kept the experience to herself.

Nowadays, I have a thing worked out that works well for me. We live in a neighborhood that is mixed between apartments and houses. Our house in built about thirty feet away from two story apartments. I walk around the back yard naked while I clean the pool and while I'm floating around in my lounge chair.

All of the people in those apartments next to us are young couples just starting out. Even though I'm 52 now, I think they get a perverse enjoyment at seeing the old guy floating in his pool sporting an erection. I know that I've caught at least one young wife with a set of binoculars staring out the kitchen window at me.

The upside of my exhibitionism is that I've always exercised and kept fit, so even now that I'm older my body doesn't offend, at least not enough to get me arrested. Yet. 

ERIN GOT KNOCKED UP

I remember when I first met Erin, she was a cute little 
kid, about 17, and she had just won our small town 
beauty pageant. She looked like she was only 12; she 
wasn't much in the breast department. But she was really 
cute. I figured she would blossom as time went by. 

A year later Erin graduated from high school, and was 
off to college. My wife and I were good friends with 
Erin's parents, (I'll call them Chuck and Donna) and we 
hung out quite a bit. Erin had apparently acquired a bit 
of a wild streak, smoking and drinking and messing 
around. I couldn't imagine a sweet little kid like Erin 
doing such things, but I hadn't seen her in quite 
awhile.

Erin had come back to town to visit 4 years later, and I 
was in for a shock! Erin had blossomed! Her blond hair 
was straight and longer, to the middle of her back, and 
she had some terrific boobs! They had grown to what 
looked like a 44D, they were awesome! Her body also had 
grown some fantastic curves; she had an ass on her that 
wouldn't quit. She was wearing a tight blouse, short 
denim skirt with sandals. I started to get a hard-on, 
she really looked sexy. I had to remember that I was 
married; Erin was off limits, or so I thought.

Erin came up to me and gave me a big hug and said, "Hi, 
Jack, it's good to see you, how have you been?" She was 
looking deep into my eyes, trying to read into them. 
"Uh," I stuttered, "Ummm... fine, things are good, real 
good!" "How about you?" She started to talk, but all I 
could think about were her big boobs, and that this 
wasn't the same little girl I knew before. I started to 
think about fucking her, shoving my 7-inch cock deep 
into her little snatch. 

Apparently I thought too much about it, I was pretty 
much ignoring her, when I popped a huge boner. It was 
pretty noticeable, putting a significant bulge in my 
jeans. Then she finished with, ".and that's about it for 
college, just want to stay home a goof off a bit." I 
looked at her, a little embarrassed, and said, "Hey, I 
have to go, I'll see you around, okay." 

She replied, "Sure, Jack, see you around." She gave me 
another hug, to my surprise, and surely felt my hard 
cock against her. She looked a little surprised... 
looking down to my crotch.and not hiding the fact that 
she did, then looked me in the eye and smiled, saying, 
"Jack, you'll definitely see me around." 

I really was a bit shocked, wishing I hadn't thought the 
things I did. But I just put it in the back of my mind 
and went back home.

Sure enough, Chuck and Donna invited us over for a 
Saturday night dinner. Erin was there, so I was looking 
forward to seeing her hot body, even though I would have 
my wife in tow. Erin was a knock out. She was wearing 
denim shorts and had a halter-top on, which seemed to 
make her 44d's look bigger. (God I wanted to get my dick 
and balls between those tits)

 It was difficult enough being in front of her folks, 
let alone my wife, as Erin seemed to be flirting with 
me. Before we ate, we sat in the living room and talked. 
Erin would sit across from me, with her sexy legs 
crossed. A couple of times, when no one was looking, she 
would flash one of her boobs at me, making me crazy. I 
began to wonder a bit concerning what she last said to 
me about "seeing her around." 

Soon we were eating dinner. Erin's mom was an excellent 
cook. After we ate, we just sat at the table joking 
around, enjoying each other's company. Then afterward I 
excused myself to go to the bathroom. 

I was washing my hands when I heard a knock at the door. 
"Just a second," I said. When I opened the door, Erin 
pushed me back in and shut the door behind us. I was 
glad that the bathroom was as far away from the dining 
room as possible. Erin said, "Jack, are you some kind of 
fucking pervert?" "When I hugged you last week, I could 
feel your hard cock press against me, what's your 
problem?" I struggled for words, but all that came out 
was, "Uh... Erin... listen... look... Christine and I 
haven't been intimate in a long time." 

As I made a feeble attempt at explaining myself, Erin 
looked pissed off, those sweet baby-blues just burning a 
hole through me as I talked. She had her arms folded, 
and looked as though she was ready to kill me. I 
continued, "Erin, I know that your dad and I are 
friends." "And yes, you are 21 and I am 38, you could be 
my daughter for Christ sakes, but you are a sexy young 
woman... forgive me for getting aroused at your 
expense... I promise it will never happen again."

She continued to stare a hole through me as I waited for 
a response. She started to form a little smile, and then 
she started to giggle her sexy ass off. I smiled and 
said, "Erin, I am sorry, now, let's get back to dinner 
okay?" I wasn't ready for what she was about to do. 

She moved towards me, put her arms around my neck and 
gave me the biggest French kiss I ever had. She was 
breathing heavy, and her hot tongue was probing my 
mouth. I instantly got hard, my 7-inch pecker standing 
at attention under my jeans. Then she got on her knees 
and undid my pants. My cock sprung out and damn near 
poked her in the eye. 

She said, "Sorry I played you that way, baby... just 
wanted to have a little fun with you, that's all." 

I said, "Erin, as much as this would be great, we can't, 
I mean, they're going to be wondering where we are at." 

She replied, "Don't worry, Mom is talking Christine's 
ear off about some stupid shit, and Dad had to run into 
town, we've got time. Besides, I have been thinking 
about your hard cock for the past week." 

Erin started to go to work on my neglected member. This 
little girl I'd seen grow up was a master at giving head 
as an adult. She was sucking and licking my hard dick 
like a porn actress. She would lick the head, and 
completely engulf my cock. "Jack, talk dirty to me, I 
want to feel like a slut, say anything you want to me, I 
love it!" 

Since my wife didn't like me to talk dirty, I was all 
for it. I said, "Erin, you are one hot bitch... I bet 
you have the tightest little cunt, don't you? I'm going 
to fuck the hell out of you, just you wait.you little 
slut." 

Erin started to pull her panties down and began to 
finger herself. She said, "Keep going, stud, keep 
telling me I'm a cum sucking little bitch, it gets me 
off.being talked dirty to. I want you to cum in my 
mouth, you big-dicked fucker, cum in my mouth now. I 
want to taste your fucking spunk.cum dammit!"

 I let loose on Erin, "You slut, suck my fucking cock 
and you had better swallow all my cum or I am going to 
cum in your little pussy until I completely flood you. 
I'm gonna cum and you're gonna lick it up, bitch!" 

Erin was moaning as she pumped my dick with one hand, 
and fingered herself with the other. I was ready to cum, 
so I grabbed her head and slid her further on my cock. 
"Finish the job, you little slut, I want you to swallow 
all of it, NOW!" 

She just had a muffled moan as she sucked my cock and 
used both her hands to bring herself off. She muffled a 
scream as she kept doing what she was told, sucking my 
cock. She shook as she came, and after she was done, 
started to pump my dick with both her hands. She said, 
"That was the best orgasm I've ever had, now, be a good 
little boy, and cum in my hot fucking mouth, you 
bastard." 

I put my cock back into her mouth. She kept sucking and 
deep-throating my hard prick until I felt my balls begin 
to tingle. Then I groaned and shot my seed down her 
throat. Erin tried to swallow it all, but some of it 
spilled, dripping onto her cleavage. 

She licked her lips and said, "That was good, baby, now, 
how about next week, you and I go out to a club, have a 
couple of drinks, and fuck each other silly?" I didn't 
know what to say except, "sure, I can fool the wife into 
a boy's night out, so you and I can go have a little 
fun." (God, I couldn't wait until next week.) 

I went back to the dining room, while Erin went to her 
room. I told the wife I wasn't feeling well, so we said 
our good-byes and went home. When we got home, I went 
straight to bed, I was exhausted from my little 
encounter with Erin.

I was able to fool my wife about going out Saturday 
night. I dressed up a little, wanting to look especially 
good for Erin. Erin had called me at work that Friday to 
let me know where to pick her up. I arrived at the spot, 
and Erin walked to the car. 

She looked stunning; she had on a short red dress, 
showing plenty of cleavage. Her legs looked incredible, 
with tan colored hose and 5" high-heeled pumps. The 
dress was incredibly tight, showing off her sexy curves. 
I was instantly hard; I wanted to pull over and fuck her 
in the back seat, but I did restrain myself, I wanted 
tonight to be special.

We drove for about an hour, wanting to have dinner and 
go dancing at a club where no one would know us. As we 
made conversation I said to her, "You really scared the 
hell out of me last week, was that planned out?" 

She replied, "No, not really. I thought about just 
letting it go, but as my parents and I were talking to 
you guys, I could tell that something wasn't right 
between you and your wife, almost like... you really 
were getting along too well. One thing I do know, is 
that if your not getting along too well, 9 times out of 
10 it has to do with a lack of sex."

I replied, "That's very good, I was wondering when 
someone was going to figure that out." 

She continued, "When I saw you and hugged you awhile 
back, I knew something was on your mind, you kept 
staring at my tits while I talked to you...you weren't 
even listening, were you?" 

"Well, you got me there," I replied, "I wasn't listening 
at all.to be totally honest, I was thinking about 
fucking you. Hope that doesn't bother you." 

She replied, "Well... no, not really, even since I was 
younger, I had a little thing for you. I always liked 
your long hair and your chest and you have a great ass 
too. I've been wanting to have sex with you since my 
first year in college when I lost my virginity at a 
party."

I glanced at her and said, "You lost it at a party?"

"Yeah," she said, "I was really drunk, then next thing I 
know, I woke up being fucked from behind by some guy I 
didn't know, while I was sucking another guy's cock. I 
was a little pissed at first, then I got so turned on, I 
just went with it. It pretty much turned me into a 
nymphomaniac... I mean, I can't stop thinking about 
sex... I want to fuck all the time." 

I was really horny by now. "Why me, Erin. There are a 
lot of younger guys that could take care of you, 
couldn't they?"

"Not really," she said, "All the younger guys could 
never get me off, they just want to fuck me. Most of 
them cum within a few minutes and I end up having to 
make myself cum. I want a man with some age and 
experience to satisfy me." Then she looked at me and 
said, "That's where you come in, Jack. You're about a 
good 16-18 years older than most of the guys I date, 
so... I figured your experience would help me the most 
in getting off."

"I hope I am up to the challenge!" I replied. Then I 
thought a minute, "Hey, you're on birth control, right?" 

She said, "No, I'm not. I can't take the pill, it 
doesn't agree with my body, besides, I usually make guys 
wear rubbers. When I lost my virginity at that party, 
the guys weren't wearing any protection, it seems about 
10 guys fucked me, and all of them came in my pussy. I 
was a little scared, but I got my period the next month, 
that was 3 years ago." 

This really got me horny, but I was a little amiss about 
wearing a rubber, I didn't like them. But, to fuck Erin, 
I would have no problem wearing one, as long as I get to 
enter that hot pussy. 

We got to the restaurant, and got a great table. We 
continued the small talk, with Erin giggling and us 
carrying on like we had been a couple for years. I 
really enjoyed her company, and being with a younger 
woman was a great boost for my ego. Erin took off her 
shoes, and started to massage my balls with her sexy 
foot. 

I got hard immediately, then said, "Why don't we go to 
the club, then we can dance a little." "It will be a 
good warm-up before we get to the hotel." So I paid the 
check and we left for the club. 

This was a blues club, since the only music that her and 
I could agree on was blues. We danced quite a few slow 
dances, with this sexy little slut grinding her pelvis 
into my crotch. We had a few drinks, and Erin was 
getting a little tipsy. I couldn't wait; we had to get 
to a room.fast! 

We took off in the car, and Erin started to unzip my 
pants. She took out my cock and started to suck it. "You 
little, fucking whore.can't wait for my cock, can you?" 
She moaned and replied, "No baby, I can't!" "I have been 
craving your magnificent cock for the past week, I want 
you inside me." She continued the blow-job while I drove 
to the hotel. 

We got there, so I had to tuck my cock back into my 
pants, while Erin waited in the car. I went in, paid and 
got the key, then drove around. The hotel wasn't much; 
we just wanted a private place to fuck each other silly.

Erin continued where she left off, after I took off my 
clothes. She caressed my whole body while she continued 
to suck my dick.

Then she stopped, got off the bed and stood up. She 
pulled off her dress and took off her bra. I got an 
incredible look at those massive tits. I pushed her back 
down on the bed, and then I got on top of her and 
started to fuck her massive boobs. She pushed them 
together like a good little slut. 

God I could have fucked her tits for hours. I figured I 
would save my cum for later, so I decided to go down on 
her, and try to give her an orgasm with my tongue; 
something her previous partners didn't have the talent 
to do. I kept my attention on her pussy lips, waiting 
for the right time to concentrate on her clit. Erin had 
the perfect pussy; smelled great, trimmed perfect and 
shaved in all the right places. 

She moaned, "Oh God you fucking bastard.you're driving 
me crazy.start licking my clit.please!" 

I began tongue fucking her, sticking it in and burying 
my face in her snatch as much as possible. She was 
really getting into it, pushing the back of my head into 
her as I slid my tongue in and out of her perfect pussy. 
Her clit was swollen enough, so I started to lick it 
slightly. 

Erin started to breathe faster, begging me to suck 
harder, "Lick me harder, fucker, lick me and suck me 
harder, dammit, I'm so fucking turned on.eat my pussy 
you hot fucker. Ohhhhhhhhh!" Erin came as I continued to 
suck on her swollen clit. She said, out of breath, "Now! 
I want you to fuck the hell out of me... do it now!" 

My cock was at full attention, so I was more than ready. 
I was so excited, I had seeped a little pre-cum. I took 
the rubber and put it on my dick. Erin was extremely wet 
from her orgasm so my cock slid right in. Her pussy felt 
wonderful. I wished I could fuck her bareback, but 
surely I would knock her up, as much as I would try to 
pull out, I probably wouldn't. 

Erin kept saying to me, "Oh fuck me, Jack, fuck me. Keep 
fucking me. I want to cum again. Fuck the hell out of 
me. I'm such a bad girl, I just love you fucking me, you 
hot bastard!" 

I loved it, being talked dirty to; it really turned me 
on. I really loved fucking her, I stayed so hard, it was 
like I was in my 20's again. 

Soon, she started to get loud, "Oh shit, oh God.I'm 
gonna cum.I'm gonna cum.fuck me harder! Harder! Harder!"

I started to pump furiously into her hot cunt. I noticed 
that the rubber wasn't feeling like it should. Then I 
felt it pop; Oh fuck, it's broken! I said, "The rubber 
is broken, I have to stop Erin. I don't want to knock 
you up. I have to stop!" 

But she wrapped her legs around me and gripped me, 
keeping me from pulling out. I kept pleading with her, 
even though I continued my pace, fucking her hard and 
fast. 

I kept it up, even though deep down I didn't want to 
make a baby with her. I didn't have any kids of my own, 
I sort of wanted one, but I had to watch it, or I would 
end up in divorce court over a fuck. By now, the rubber 
had completely disintegrated, with only the ring around 
the base of my dick.

Erin was getting ready to cum, "Oh fuck, keep fucking me 
you fuck.keep fucking me. God I'm so fucking horny, fuck 
me, you bastard.keep that big cock in me!" 

I'd had enough, my balls were beginning to tingle, and I 
was on the verge of splashing my load into Erin's 
fertile cunt. I decided that enough was enough. I didn't 
care anymore, I wanted to cum so bad, and I didn't care 
if she got pregnant or not. 

I started to talk dirty to her, "Hey you little bitch, 
you sure you want me to cum in your fertile snatch?" 
"I'm ready to shoot all my seed in your hot, tight cunt, 
you want to have my baby, bitch?" She just breathed 
heavier; it seemed to turn her on more. She screamed, 
"Oh.God.Yes.put a baby in me, you hot fucker, knock up 
my fucking cunt now.I want to have all your babies.since 
that slut of a wife of yours can't have any.knock up my 
sweet fertile pussy you bastard!"

I put her legs up against my chest, and bent her back, 
almost to where she could lick her own ankles. She said, 
"Oh God baby, I'm ready to cum, hurry.cum in me.cum in 
me... let's cum at the same time... ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

At that moment I shoved my dick in her little pussy as 
hard as I could and came. I spasmed several times in her 
fertile snatch. She just shook and trembled as she came. 
I pumped several steams into her waiting pussy. I 
probably knocked her up, but I didn't care anymore, I 
loved fucking this little bitch, even though she was my 
friends daughter. I guess I would worry about that 
problem later. 

I pulled out of her pussy and just lay next to her, 
exhausted. She got on top of me and said, "That was the 
best fucking I had ever taken. I want to go at it again 
before we leave." 

I replied, "Give me a few minutes sweetie, I'm not as 
young as I used to be." 

She said, "We'll see about that." She put her hands on 
my spent cock, wiping off the juices. She licked her 
lips, then proceeded to suck me back to life. She had 
the whole thing down her throat, and for a minute I 
thought she was going to swallow my whole cock. 

God she was gifted, because my dick was standing at 
attention, roughly about 10 minutes after I came in her. 
She then slid her wet, spunk filled pussy onto my hard 
cock. She did all the work this time; and let me relax. 
We fucked like this for about another 20 minutes. Erin 
started to scream again, "God! You're making me cum 
again! You hard-dicked fucker! Cum in me! I'm cumming 
again! Ohhhhh god!"

I couldn't believe how hot this little bitch was. This 
young woman who I knew as a little girl, was giving me 
the best fuck I ever had. As she was cumming, I shot my 
salty load into her pussy for the second time that 
night. She kept humping my cock, as my cum flowed out of 
her hot pussy onto me. We lay there for about another 
hour before we cleaned up and left for home. 

Well, that was about a year ago. Yes, Erin did get 
pregnant and make me a daddy, though; her and I are the 
only ones who know it. No, my wife doesn't know, not 
even Erin's folks. Luckily, the baby girl we had 
together looks more like Erin, thank God. Even though I 
am still married, Erin and I continue our affair. 

We see each other, just for sex, about 2 times a week, 
one of them is usually a quickie at lunch. We are a 
little more careful nowadays, but I am sure I will get 
the itch to knock up my sweet little Erin again.