Hello guest! (Level: guest) Log in

You can change the width of the story text shown below:
Use how much percent of the screen width?

[ default ] [ 10% ] [ 20% ] [ 30% ] [ 40% ] [ 50% ] [ 60% ] [ 70% ] [ 80% ] [ 90% ] [ 100% ]

Options: Plain text or PDF (fanclub only!) version  |  Mark story  |  Mark author

Don't forget to vote for this story, in the yellow voting box below the story!

Click here to read the first 75 lines of the story

legs. "Go ahead."

"Thank you, baby. My tongue loves your pussy."

"My pussy?"

"I mean your delicious pussy."

There were murmurs. "That's right, Tony eats my pussy like this every day." For the next twenty minutes, he ate and Miki had one orgasm and then another.

"I wish Harry ate me like that."

"I know what you mean," said another, "all Georgie wants is blowjobs. Marilyn, how about sucking my cock this morning. Marilyn blow me before we go to sleep."

"Ladies, you have to insist. Tony, show the girls what happens when you eat my delicious pussy."

The girls swooned when Tony stood up. Even among a bunch of big cocked men, his was impressive. "Go ahead, Tony." Even among a bunch of young women who were getting those big cocks, Tony's was impressive.

In front of them, he began to jerk off. "You don't have to do that; Gretchen will be happy to take care of your cock."

"Me too. I'll get on my back right here."

"I'll get on my knees right now," Fran offered.

Miki asked, "Tony, do you want to fuck Marilyn?"

"No, I'd like to eat your delicious pussy again. Please."

"Good boy. Keep jerking off. How about Fran? I've heard she's a marvelous cocksucker. She'll blow you right here."

"No, please let me eat your delicious pussy. Mistress, I'm cumming."

"Yes, let's see it," Fran said. Gretchen and Marilyn joined in "cum for us; show us your cum, Tony."

When he came, they were amazed at how much cum a man his age shot. "Wow, Miki, he sure gives you a lot."

"Girls, I only allow him to cum once a week and only if his tongue has satisfactorily taken care of my pussy all week."

"If he doesn't?" asked Gretchen.

"He has to wait another week and his tongue better do me good. Oh, and I never allow him to cum in my pussy or my mouth. Tony, you were a good boy. Once the girls leave, you can rest. I'm in the mood to ride your face."

Tony walked around naked and even here among well-hung men, Tony's majestic cock stood out, except for Lopez and me every woman wanted to give it a try. Miki would have none of it. To demonstrate her complete control over Tony, one day when everyone was at the pool, she called Tony over to her lounge chair. Of course, she was naked with her legs spread. "Show us how much you love Miki's pussy; give it a kiss."

For almost a minute, Tony's tongue licked her slit. She patted him on the head, "That's a good boy. Show everyone what just a taste of my pussy does to your cock." I swear Tony's cock started to rise, and more than one woman's eyes popped out of her head just looking at it. Except for my Frankie, there wasn't a bigger cock to be found. "For being so good, when we get inside, you can have it all night."

Frankie and I, and Lopez and Vinnie stayed together until Lopez started her residency in St. Louis. Occasionally, Vinnie would fly out there for a weekend, but she was far too busy and had crazy hours.

It just happened. One weekend, Frankie's car picked me up for a weekend at his New Jersey mansion. "Candy, Vinnie's been lonely without Lopez, I thought you might comfort him. What Frankie meant was that I should fuck him and blow him. Of course. If you know Vinnie, he wanted a taste of my pussy. I wasn't opposed to any of those,

Friday night, while I was on my knees and Vinnie was on his back, Frankie came up behind me, and lubed up my pussy. Ten minutes later, I had somewhere around eighteen inches of cock inside me. It was the greatest thing ever. Later, Vinnie and Frankie switched places. It was the greatest thing ever.

In the morning, after I took a shower, I sat in a chair and Frankie spent much of the morning eating me. "Hey Vinnie, my tongue's worn out, want a taste?" As you know, there may not have been a better pussy eater in the entire country than Vinnie.

Between the two of them, I have no idea how many times I came, but I know by Saturday night, they were ready to fuck me again and I was ready to suck cock.

By the time Frankie's driver took me home Sunday evening, my pussy and jaw were sore. Don't get me wrong: I was exhilarated. All that cock to suck and fuck. To say nothing of their tongues.

Wednesday Frankie called me, "Baby, do you want to come to Jersey this weekend?"

"Of course, but Frankie, you know I love your cock and you have the most amazing tongue; do you think . . ."

"I was just going to ask you if you want me to invite Vinnie, I know how much you enjoyed that."

For the next few months, I spent every weekend with Frankie and Vinnie. When I had my period, it was a blowjob weekend. Don't misunderstand me, this was totally consensual. Who wouldn't want all that cock and their incredible tongues?

I don't know what they were thinking, but I'd guess they were very happy to be getting fucked and sucked by a young woman many people considered beautiful. Not just fucking and sucking. They could be eating women their age; sixty-year -old pussy or my twenty-three-year-old pussy, which they agreed, "Candy has the sweetest pussy."

Finally, while being driven home, I realized that I just couldn't keep doing both guys. I went through the phone book on my cell. I was looking for a girl for Vinnie. I had the number of every girl who'd been to the private island.

I wanted a girl who knew the score; knew what to expect. A number of girls weren't interested; one had gotten married; another was seeing someone. Then there was Gretchen.

She remembered me, and the good times she'd had with those old men. I remembered her, too. A petite dark-haired beauty with tits that had men salivating, Gretchen had a neatly trimmed bush. I mean wearing a string bikini, you had to be hairless, like me and Lopez or you needed to make sure you didn't have any disgusting pubic hair showing.

"Candy, I have to admit, I miss having a man like that in my life. Did you have a guy in mind?"

"Ummm, do you remember Vinnie Garguilo?"

"You want to fix me up with him?"

I thought for sure, she was disappointed. "Wasn't he seeing your friend, Lopez?"

"Yes, that was him?"

"Lopez once told me he was a fantastic lover, then I spent a night with him on that island; all he wanted to do was eat my pussy."

"Was that a problem?"

"Oh, my God, no. Candy, my pussy's wet just thinking about his tongue. Just let me know when and where."

I called Frankie and told him what was going on. "You mean, I'll have you all to myself?"

"Only if you want to and can convince Vinnie to see Gretchen."

Gretchen lived in Miami; Vinnie sent his plane for her."

I don't know about the specifics of their weekend together, but later Gretchen told me that she'd forgotten how big Vinnie's cock was. "Candy, I think I'm in love with it?"

"It or him?"

"Honestly, it but I'm quite sure that Vinnie fell in love with my pussy. He likes bare pussy, so I'm happy to get a wax."

"Gretchen, I assure you that Vinnie will go nuts over your pussy, bush or no bush."

As for me and Frankie. When I left him on Sunday, I was still sore, even though it was a one-on-one. When Tony and I were together, he made love to me. Frankie was a pussy pounder.

I'd been with guys like that before: on the island, when I flew around the country for a weekend, and even in college and in Europe.

What I mean is, once Frankie lubed up his cock and it was inside my pussy; the only way Frankie knew how to fuck was to just pound away with that giant snake. Once I got used to it, I loved it.

Yep, I went home sore, but the joy of getting fucked like that made it all worth-while. Besides, Frankie soothed my pain with some masterful pussy eating.

Just to make sure you understand, Frankie, like all those other sixty-year-olds could only cum about once a day. That wasn't a deterrent. Friday evening, he'd get on top of me and pound away. When I felt him getting close, "Frankie, baby, your cock's so good to me. Let me make love to it with my mouth."

I'd take it out; kiss it, licking, do his balls for perhaps an hour. Then I'd encourage him to get on top and fuck the shit out of me until he came.

We'd sleep in each other's arms, In the morning I'd be up early and take shower, washing my pussy until it was as clean and inviting as possible. Then go back to bed. When Frankie woke up, "Baby, Candy's pussy would love your tongue this morning." Frankie would have pussy for breakfast; sometimes it became brunch, unless I demanded he fuck me.

Frankie ate like he fucked. He went right for my clitoris and never stopped. Orgasms, glorious orgasms and then more orgasms.

When we fucked in the afternoon, he'd pound my pussy, then pound it some more until I begged him to stop; "save it for later, baby. Candy loves your cock, but I'll want more later."

There would be a bedtime fuck where Frankie filled my pussy. He always surprised me; he never came too quick or ran out of energy. That big cock stretched my pussy making my nerve endings scream with joy.

Sunday mornings, were blowjob mornings. I insisted. My pussy was sore, Besides, if Frankie thought of another woman, I wanted him to remember those Sunday mornings. Thanks to Lopez' instructions, I could deep throat that enormous cock and suck it all morning and into the afternoon. Just before it was time for me to go, I'd make him cum.

I'd go home with a smile on my face, and the taste of his cum in my mouth. Not only were my pussy and lips sore, but my neck was too. Don't get me wrong: I was completely satisfied.

Did I miss the way Tony made love to me? Of course. Did I love the way Frankie pounded my pussy? Of course. Did I love the way Frankie relentlessly attacked my clitoris with his tongue? Of course.

Speaking of Lopez, she became a respected surgeon. Her professional name was Dr. Grenada de Monserrat. No one knew her as Lopez nor her wild past and I wasn't going to tell.

I stayed with Frankie for six more years. One year we were scheduled for a vacation on that private island. He didn't come, but on his plane, a handsome young man, handed me a note. "Candy, I've become too old for this. This is my son Frankie, Jr. He'll take good care of you and I know you'll take good care of him.

But that's a story for another time.

THE END

Do you like this story? If you do, you may be interested to know that the author also has several other stories on the site that are available to the members of the EroticStories.com FanClub!
Click here to read more about the FanClub.

Request from webmaster Art:
Don't forget to vote for this story in the yellow voting box below!
Authors really appreciate the votes and it only takes a few seconds!

Options: Plain text or PDF (fanclub only!) version for easy saving or printing

ESmail: Click here to send a private message to Thomas B (with ESmail, the site's internal message system)

Authors appreciate feedback! Please vote, and write to the authors to tell them what you liked or didn't like about the story!

Profile for Thomas B, incl. 66 stories Email: hstdr7522@outlook.com Add this author to your favorite author list Add this story to your favorite story list Send this story to me through email Recommend stories for further reading

Give your opinion about this part: (You can vote for each part separately) select here 1 (terrible) 2 .. 3 .. 4 .. 5 (reasonable) 6 .. 7 .. 8 .. 9 .. 10 (excellent)