Summer Lovers (True Story - How I Lost my Virginity)

Deine Freundin
Summer Lovers
Sun Jan 29, 2012


Summer Lovers
by Deine Freundin


Part 1


When I was younger, I went to live and work with my Aunt at her Hotel, which she owned on the vacation island of Juist, in the North Sea. I would clean rooms, help guests, along with giving island tours. Early one summer morning, there was a family that had reserved two rooms by phone. One for the parents, the other one for their son. I found out later that they happened to be great friends of my aunt from years past. I was told that they were to arrive in the afternoon and I was to make sure the rooms would be ready for them by then. I knew which rooms they had reserved. One of them was a single room with a balcony over looking the harbour and docks. The other was the Honeymoon suite above the single room.

I would sometimes take boys I was interested into the rooms and we would fool around before I cleaned them. I had a current male friend, Kai, and we had done some heavy petting in some of these rooms. I really enjoyed his company and I knew he would be in the single room waiting for me. I told him a few days back, that the room would be open and we could mess around there today. I did not know about the guests till today, so I headed there to clean the rooms and let my friend know we would have to delay our fun.

I was dressed in a short summer dress, no bra, string bikini bottoms and beach sandals. We didn't have any AC so it made sense to wear as little as possible while cleaning to stay cool. I cleaned the suite first and headed downstairs to do the other room with my cart. When I got to the door, I found it to be locked. I figured that Kai was in there waiting for me, so I used my pass key and entered, closing the door behind me. Inside the room, it was almost completely dark, even-though it was still early afternoon.

The drapes were drawn. There were small streams of light coming through the drapes that illuminated the room slightly. I could make out the shape of someone in the bed, sleeping. I figured it was my friend. He must have gotten tired waiting for me and decided to take a nap.

It was still early, so I figured, what the hell! Might as well have some fun. I took off my summer dress and sandals, approached the bed and was greeted with a naked butt sticking out from under the sheets. He was sleeping on his side and had his head was covered with the top of the sheet. His legs were partially spread, enough for me to see his ball sack and flaccid penis. I calmly knelt down near his exposed butt and started to tickle his balls. He moaned softly and rolled over on his back, giving me total access to his privates.

I had only played with his penis once before without him having any clothes on. A few weeks earlier, several of my girlfriends and their mates, went to the nude section of the beach on the island and we ended up playing a few games of tug-a-war-pussy-in-the-middle. We were pretty silly back then, but all young people did stupid things, even today.

I have always liked the feeling of a guys soft penis in my hand. It really makes me wet as I feel it's warmth and the way it slowly begins to harden. I have sucked on a few dicks in my past, but not this guys, so I thought I would give him a treat. His legs opened up when I started to stroke his cock and massaged his balls. His moans became a little louder, but he was still asleep.

I bet he was thinking this was happening in his dreams. I gently placed his flaccid penis in my mouth, while I continued to play with his scrotum. Since it was still soft, I was able to place his whole penis in my mouth, all the way to his nuts.

"Oh how nice....he shaved off all his pubic hair for me", I thought. I had mentioned I like my guys totally clean, like myself. As soon as I had reached puberty and started sprouting fur down there, I began shaving my pussy. I hated the way the hair felt. Some of my girl friends never shaved and I could smell their feminine odors. Maintaining my bald beaver also made my lips supper sensitive and easily accessible. Very pleasurable, I might add.

I guess my friend really wanted to please me. My long blond hair laid across his chest shielding my face from his. Which meant I couldn't see his face either. I began licking around the base of his dick and as it began to fill with blood, I could feel it stretch my mouth. I began to let it slip out from between my lips. The girth was a little wider than I thought it would be, but this was the first time I had it in my mouth. When his dick was at full mast, his head barely fit inside my mouth. I slowly pulled back his foreskin and started to lick the underside of his meaty head.



With both of my hands still on his dick and the sweet saltiness of his pre-cum dripping out of my mouth, I raised my head, swung my head to one side, moving my hair out of the way so I could see his face and looked into the eyes of a complete stranger.

I tried to stand up but fell backwards in horror.

"Who the hell are you?", I screamed.

"Who the hell are you?", he asked.

"I'm here to clean the room!"

"Do you always suck off your guests?

"No...dammit. I was here to clean the room and I thought you were my friend, Kai. We would fool around from time to time before I cleaned a room."

He sat up in bed and swung his legs off the edge of it. I could still see his glistening huge and I do mean huge dick poking up out from between his spread legs. I had seen plenty of cock in my young life, because I have frequented the FKK beach on the island from a very early age. But this was well above average. Not like those monster cocks you see in porn films, but very enjoyable to look at.

I was still seated on the floor, legs spread, tits exposed, nipples hard and a very wet bikini bottom. He turned on the night lamp and looked at me with the most beautiful bright blue eyes I had ever seen. His hair was blond, like mine and cut short and neat. His body was in perfect shape. It was easy to see that he was into sports. He had no hair on his chest and he had a six-pack to die for.

When he saw me in my present state, he became speechless. He looked me up and down. I looked down at myself and noticed the wet spot between my legs. I looked back up at him thinking that that was what he was fixated on.

But instead he kept looking at my face.

He started to speak. "Did anyone ever tell you that you look exactly like...."

I interrupted, "....Like the blond singer from ABBA? Yes. I get that a lot." Agnetha was a few years older than me. ABBA was very popular already in Germany, so I looked like a younger version of her. It always made be very popular with the boys. Many girls always hung around me to get closer to many of these boys.

I stood up and reached for my dress. Just as I was about to step into it, he asked me, "No, please don't get dressed just yet. I would like to look at you some more." He stood up with his penis sticking straight out in front of him. He walked over to the balcony door, opened the drapes and turned around to look at me in the sunlight.

I was looking him over as well. He was a perfect male specimen. Close to my age, I guessed.

I asked him, "So please tell me again, who you are and what are you doing in this room? It was to be assigned to a Micha A. His parents had the suite above."

He started to laugh and walked towards me. I watched in amazement as his dick bobbed up and down with each step. "Wow! You have one nice looking dick!"

"And you have the perkiest tits and most beautiful pussy I have ever seen. Do you always keep it shaved?", he asked.

"Why thank you.....and yes I do. I can't stand body hair, other than the hair on my head." I smiled. I didn't bother to cover my breasts. It was fairly common to see topless women on the island during the summer. I have always been comfortable going topless and nudity was pretty acceptable among on the beach....(at least back then....not so much now-a-days). But still insisted on knowing who he was?

He patted himself on his chest with both his hands and said that he was Michael A. Laughing, he let me know, "My parents are friends with the owner of this hotel. They were to come here and stay a few weeks, but something came up and they couldn't make it. I was looking forward to a nice summer vacation, so my parents decided to let me stay here the whole summer and they would pick me up at the end of summer before school starts again. They had to leave on a business trip and dropped me off on the early boat."

I blushed a little, still admiring his naked body. "Oh my God! Really? I'm so embarrassed. My aunt owns the hotel and I help out to get some spending money. I'm staying here all summer as well. I have done so for several years now. My parents don't come here that much anymore, but they know I really like it here."

I reached out my hand to shake his and introduced myself. "My name is Anna. If there is anything I can do to you...I mean for you...for you!!" (We both laughed.)

"Well you could finish what you started."

"No, I'm sorry....I can't....It was a mistake." I babbled.

"Oh.....Kai?....I understand. I'm sorry too." he said as he went and grabbed some shorts to put on.

"Who?...Oh yes....ah...Kai...yes."

I quickly got dressed and exited his room, taking one last look back at Michael. He had his back to me and I watched as he pulled his shorts over his tight muscular ass. I could see he was having trouble pulling up his shorts because of his hard on. I closed the door and went to have a talk with my aunt. Why didn't she let me know the room was already taken?

As I pushed my cart down the hall, I thought to myself....This was going to be a very nice summer. :-)




Deine Freundin
Summer Lovers
Sun Jan 29, 2012


Summer Lovers
Part 2



When I got downstairs, I asked my Aunt, "What happened? I went to clean the room under the suite and there was a boy in there? He...ummm...scared me so. I didn't have a chance to completely clean it."

"No worries dear. That young man is the son of my long time friends from back when I was young. They were to come up for a week. They called earlier, saying they couldn't make it. They had to go the U.S. and asked if we could take in their son, Michael. I figured since he was about your age, you two could get to know each other better. Maybe you could show him how friendly we are here on Juist."

"Boy did I ever SHOW him HOW friendly." I mumbled.

"What was that dear?"

"Oh...nothing Tante G. I just said, I'll be happy to show him around and introduce him to some of my friends." I finished my chores, quickly. I couldn't keep my mind off of our new guest. He was so effen handsome. I did want to get to know him better. I was so embarrassed about what I did. He must think I'm such a slut. What if he tells my Aunt? I had to get to him first and apologize and ask him not to tell her what I did.

It was close to suppertime, we always started serving at 16:00. I had about 30 minutes to get cleaned up. The Hotel had bathroom and showers at the end of each hall. They were unisex. You would enter the main W/C. From there, there were two toilet stalls, a double sink and a shower cubical with a curtain. I had the place for myself, so I hung up my clean clothes near the sink and threw my dirty ones on the floor. The cubicle had a bench and a hook for your towel. I hung it up and stepped inside. I looked down at my body. I sure did look good, I thought. No wonder boys liked me...or liked being around me. I began thinking about Michael and his massive cock. The taste of it was still in my mouth and on my mind. I started to rub my breasts, pretending my hands were his. I pinched the nipple of my left breast and placed my other hand between my legs. Slowly parted my lips with my index and ring finger. My middle finger entered my hole, brushing against my engorged clit. I leaned against the wall of the shower, bent my knees so I could reach deeper into my pussy. My middle finger reached the ribbed area behind my pubic bone and pressed against my G-spot. Soft moans escaped my mouth. I began sucking and biting my thumb, pretending it was his cock. Oh my....It was building...building...My clit was throbbing.

"Hallo? Ist jemand da?" Came some guys voice, just as I was about to scream out in pleasure.

"Ja, Ja...Eine minute bitte." Shit....Dammit! I quickly turned on the water and started to clean myself up. Shit!...I wanted to cum so badly. I heard the guy enter one of the toilet stalls. I could smell him taking a dump...How rude! Men!.,..Such pigs! After I finished showering, I dried myself off and entered the open area. Hearing the toilet flush, I quickly put my panties on under my towel. Some old fart came out of the toilet stall carrying a small toiletry bag, greeted me with a smile and entered the shower stall. Guess he only had on his bathrobe. Figured he was busy with his shower, so I dropped my towel and took my clean dress off the hook. As I slipped it over my head, I happened to spy him sneaking a peek at me through the gap of the curtain. I looked at him in the mirror, straightened out my dress, bent down, picked up my belonging along with my shower bag, turned around and said, "Schwein!" Laughed and exited.

When I entered the dinning area, I was shocked to see my aunt entertaining Michael in the employee dinning area. "Scheiße!"

"Hallo liebling", my aunt greeted me. "What was that you said dear?"

"Oh, I said it's heiß (Hot). So that's our new guest, huh? Ah...what was his name again? Michael?"

Michael stood up, "Oh you can just call me Micha." He said with a smile that lit up the room.

I thought to myself, "Wow...what a gentleman, he stood up to introduce himself. None of my guy friends did anything like that."
We all made some small talk. Talking about this and that. His upbringing, schooling, likes and dislikes, taste in music, he liked ABBA, horseback riding, he was on the school swim team, he gets all 1's on his exams, loved his mother dearly....yadi yadi yada...

As I listened and said to myself, "He's a nerd, jock and a momma's boy!"...I smirked...."Wait...he likes ABBA....I LOVE ABBA too!"
"You like ABBA...really? I love ABBA!" I smiled at him.

My aunt had the staff clean our table and gave me DM 20.- "Why don't you take 'Micha' into town and introduce him to some of your friends? Be back before midnight. You can have tomorrow off. Bet you and your friends would like to go to the beach. Huh?"

"OK Tante G. Thanks. I'll check in when we get back." My aunt was always pretty lacks with me and gave me free reign. As long as I didn't abuse her kindness. Even though she said "Midnight"...I knew it would be in my best interest to be in 30 minutes sooner. That way it was like building up positive points, in case I F'd up. I rarely got into trouble, but when I did, I deserved it...LOL

I took Micha to a pop-art store in town, where you can make your own colorful spiral paintings and they frame it. As we talked, I asked him if he mentioned to anyone, what happened in his room earlier?

He let me know, "To be honest, I thought it was a dream. I had always fantasized about getting it on with the blond gal from ABBA, and when I saw you sucking on my dick, I really thought I was dreaming." He laughed. "But, no. I didn't tell any one, and I won't. It was an honest mistake. You thought you were making love to your boyfriend. So I..."

"Wait!...He's not my boyfriend. He is my 'friend' and he is a 'boy', but is is most definitively not my 'boyfriend'. We do fool around and stuff, but I never sucked his dick before. I thought he could be my boyfriend, but to be honest, I really don't 'Love' him. Yours is the first 'real' dick I had in my mouth EVER!"

"What did you have in your mouth for the first time, Anna?"

I turned around. To my horror, I saw Kai and one of my girlfriends on each of his arms, Manu and Stephie. I was speechless.



Deine Freundin
Summer Lovers
Sun Jan 29, 2012


Summer Lovers
Part 3



"Oh...Hi Kai! Manu, Stephie." I tried to think of something to say, not knowing if either of them actually heard what I had said. "What brings you three in here?"

"We were heading to the Ratskeller for some drinks and eats. You want to join us?" asked Kai.

Manu said, "That is after you introduce us to this handsome stud." She approached Micha on one side, and started to run her hands up his arms and across his muscular stomach and chest.

I was going to say something, but I didn't want it to appear I had the hots or dibs on him. When all of a sudden, Micha pushed Manu's hands away from his body and let her know, "Excuse me! I don't like to be groped by strangers. My name is Michael. My friends call me Micha."

Stephie let go of Kai and started rubbing up on Micha's other side, "So Micha, You want to join us, so we can get to 'Know' each other as friends?"

I was pleasantly surprised, when Micha pushed them both aside and let them know, "Well, I would like to get a tour of the island and visit all it's hot spots, But it would be up to my new friend, Anna, here." I began to blush. Thought to myself...."Yep...This was going to be a very nice summer."

Kai looked at me in anger and put his arms around my two girlfriends, walked to the door, "Let's go and if these 'two' want to join us, they can. I feel like a beer."

They headed to the Ratskeller. Micha and I followed. Hand in hand. The place was dark. The music was loud. I ordered a Radler, Micha did the same. "That's a different flavor," he said.

"It's an island favorite, at least among the teens. Would you like to dance?"

"Wait! I think I should be the one that should ask you. That's what a gentleman would do!" Micha asked, "Would you like to dance?"

I gladly accepted and as we danced, I could see Kai giving me a dirty look. I wasn't sure if I should be worried or not. After a few drinks, Micha and I decided to leave. I told him it was getting a little crowded and loud in there. It was dark, but still early. I showed him where the main beach was. The evening air was warm, but as we neared the shore, there was a slight breeze. We took off our shoes and walked in the water.

I asked him if he, "was always this kind to females or was it just an act to try to get in their panties?"
He assured me that he was always like this. He had been brought up to respect his elders and especially all females...no matter what their ages.
As we walked and spoke...I became more and more enchanted by him. His mannerism was something that was foreign to me. Most teenage boys always acted pretty stupid around me...trying to impress me. Sometimes it was cute, but most of the time it was annoying. Micha and I kept walking and before I knew it, we needed to be heading back to the Hotel, so I wouldn't be late.

We arrived half-hour before midnight. My Aunt nodded with approval and told us to get to sleep...with quite an emphasis on "Sleep".
Micha and I headed back to our rooms. Inside the elevator, we kissed. He leaned over and was about to give me a peck on the cheek. I quickly turned my head. As our lips met, I gently opened my mouth and pushed my tongue into his waiting lips. He parted his lips and allowed my tongue to search for his. We did the tongue tango until the door opened. He walked me to my door, I was half expecting he would force his way inside, but was set at ease when we parted.

"Bis morgen mein schatz." We said in unison and smiled.

That night, while in bed, I thought about what had transpired during the day. How I had mistaken Micha for Kai. How I played with his penis and balls. How I proceeded to place his cock in my mouth. His massive, thick cock!.....Hmmmm...before I knew it, I was playing with myself. My hand forcibly pressing on my clit. My fingers pinching and rolling my nipples. Within seconds, I had an orgasm that drained the very essence of my being. Before I knew it, I had passed out and fell fast asleep.



Deine Freundin
Summer Lovers
Sun Jan 29, 2012



Summer Lovers
Part 4


In the morning, I awoke with my fingers still buried in my pussy. My legs were still spread and ached. My clit was actually numb. My wrist was sore too. Did I masturbate all night long...in my sleep?
From the wetness of my sheets, it was either that or I had pee'd in bed. The smell was definitely not piss. OMG, I did play with myself all night. I guess a girl could also have "Wet Dreams", I thought and giggled to myself.

I climbed out of bed on wobbly legs, grabbed my bathrobe, a fresh pair of panties, wash set and headed towards the shower. Upon entering the Washroom, I was annoyed to see that someone was in the shower. I was about to head to one on another floor, but the need to relieve my bladder, persuaded me otherwise. I was seated, doing my business, when another person entered the room. Damn, I wish the staff had a room of their own. When I finished, I saw a kid waiting for the shower. He was a couple of years younger then me. I saw him leering at my calves and thighs. My bathrobe only went slightly passed my butt-cheeks. Well...it wasn't really a "bathrobe" per se´, it was actually a thin swimsuit cover all. To be worn over a bikini. It had strategically placed floral prints in just the right places. But since I always sleep in the nude, I didn't bother to put on any panties. I didn't think there was a need to wear them, until after I was all cleaned up down there.

I was trying to see what the kid was staring at, when I saw my reflection in the mirror and saw, that, even though there were plenty of flowers on the bottom half of my robe, it did allow for an occasional glimpse of my neatly shaved, teenage charms. I gave him a quick little glare, when the shower curtain opened up and a middle aged woman stepped out. She had an impressive body. Fairly large but not to saggy breasts. I looked down and saw a full on bush. I thought to myself, "Yuck! She must show a ton of hair down there, out of the sides of her bikini bottoms, when she's on the beach."

She apparently remembered me from working around the Hotel. She greeted me kindly and saw I was waiting for the shower. She asked if her little son could go ahead of me, so they wouldn't late for breakfast? I told her it would be alright. I hated being nice to tourists, but after all, many did give us "trinkgeld", so I showed my kind loving side. She was drying off and her son entered the shower. Since I too didn't want to be late either, I decided to do a quick PTA...

(This became funny to me as I got older, had school aged children and heard about PTA meetings.)
PTA...for us women...means Pussy, Tits and Ass!

So while her son was showering, I disrobed and went over to one of the sinks, lathered up my wash cloth, placed one of my legs on the counter and washed my clean shaven pussy. Making sure I get cleaned up deep inside. It burned a little, since I didn't have as much water available that I would in the shower. I was trying to rinse out all the soap, when I spied the mother looking at my reflection in the mirror.

She spotted me looking. Slightly embarrassed, she said, "I know you are an older teen, but may I ask why you shave yourself down there? Doesn't it get infected and sore? Don't you get a rash walking around? I have never seen a woman with no hair down there. Or do you do it to attract men and boys?"

I was beginning to tell her, it was for hygienic reasons. That it was a personal preference, when her son obviously heard his mother's questions and wanted to get a look for himself. My leg was still up. My back was toward him. I have pretty large, meaty labia. Both outer and inner. He could plainly see them protruding from under my ass. I had heard the curtain open and looked over my shoulder to see the young lad holding his little pecker in a soaped up wash cloth. He was stroking it back and forth and he was starting to become hard. I quickly stood up straight and closed my legs.

His mother, still nude, saw what her son was doing. She stormed at him, calling him a little pervert. He pleaded with her, saying his penis always gets hard when he washes it! He said he opened the curtain, to see if she was still about. She smacked his face and told him to, "Apologize to the pretty Fräulein." Which he did with crying eyes. He quickly had lost his little erection when his mother intervened. She closed the curtain and ordered him to finish. She apologized for her son as well.

I told her that boys are naturally curious and not to be too harsh on him. She dressed as I finished up washing all the essentials. I had just finished putting on my robe as her son exited the shower. He held his head down in shame, not daring to look at me. His mother and I left. Before the door closed behind us, I looked back and spotted him looking at my butt. I lifted the back of my robe, flashed him my sexy ass, smiled and gave him a wink. He smiled back.

Returning to my room, I quickly dressed in a skimpy two-piece bikini, that left very little to the imagination. And covered up with a nice semi-transparent summer dress. I was planing to take Micha to the beach for the day and I didn't want him to look at anybody but me.

I received several glances from the Hotel guests and staff. Everyone trying to look through my dress. Wondering what I had on underneath, if anything. My new love interest met me in the dining area. He was speechless as I approached him. My hair! Oh shit" I forgot to wash my hair...and after my orgasm last night...it still had that look about it. Like I had just been thoroughly shagged. I hated brushing it. It usually fell in place. A little of that "Farrah Fawcett hair" look.

After breakfast, I let my aunt know that we were going to spend the day at the beach and would return around suppertime. She told us to have a great time and to stay out of trouble and gave me a sly smile.


Deine Freundin
Summer Lovers
Wed Feb 1, 2012


Summer Lovers
By Deine Freundin


Part 5


Micha and I spent the early morning doing some sight-seeing through the village. I showed him the markets, the art stores and the various tourist locations.

For the next several weeks we got to know each other better. Our personalities seemed to click with one another.
He even helped me out with some of my duties, so I would finish sooner and we could spend more time together.

He even made friends with many of my island companions. We had an active night-life. It became apparent to my guy and gal pals, that Micha and I were becoming an 'Item'. Many of my girlfriends tried to get closer to Micha, even to the point of propositions. I was surprised that he would turn them down. I have never met a teen quite like him. I was definitely beginning to fall for him.


One day, Micha asked me about my lack of tan-lines. Which he noticed from that first afternoon in the bedroom.
He had admired my toplessness while on many outings. But like many males of that period, they have become numb to our upper femininely charms, since a large portion of women did go topless. I asked him if he would like to visit the 'FKK' section of the island. He said he had no problem with being nude on the beach, as long as he wasn't the only one.

So, one day, after we had gone out for a while,.....
(During which time he never made any sexual advances towards me, other than some very lengthy and passionate kissing. We rarely spoke of the incident that first brought us together, but it was plain to see it was in the back of our minds.)
....We made plans to spend the day at the nude section of the beach.

I had a special surprise for Micha though, first.

I had my fiends Manuela and Stephanie meet us at the riding stables. Kai showed up as well, since he and Manu had become a couple. I really think he just wanted to see what I saw in my new flame. We rented our horses, and headed towards the beach. Horses were not allowed near the main public beach area, but were allowed in the nude section, which was quite a distance from there. At that time...they actually had areas where you could hitch up your horse and spend time on the beach.

We arrived before noon at a nice secluded spot.
Deciding on a secluded spot away from the other nudists, because of the horses. No one wants to lie in a pile of "Pferdeäpfel" *hehe*

We placed down our blankets and what we brought for eats and drinks. We all slowly began removing our clothes. I remember what Micha looked like, nude. But I REALLY wanted to see his equipment in the light of day. I already have seen my friends without clothes and they have all seen me, from our many previous trips to the clothing optional area, so there was nothing new there.

I could tell Micha felt a little strange. For here he was taking his clothes off, with eight eyes focused on him. To set his mind at ease, I stepped in front of him and the prying eyes of my friends, as I disrobed. I kept perfect eye contact with him and he with me.

I removed my sandals, he his shoes. My summer dress came next, he his shirt. His eyes left mine, when he noticed I didn't have a bikini top on. I hated wearing any kind of top. He had seen me topless before on the public beach, but I think it was in preparation of what my bikini bottoms were about to be shown in a few seconds, that made him lose eye contact with me.

I looked over my shoulder, to see Manuela and her lightly trimmed blond bush in full view. She said she didn't like to shave herself beyond the hairs that might stick out from the sides of her bikini briefs. Stephanie was nude as well. She, like myself, kept herself clean below. She was already applying lotion onto her body, breasts and privates included. But I did see both of my girlfriends trying to sneak a peek around me to see what Micha had kept concealed for so long. I took a quick glance toward Kai, he on the other hand, still had on his briefs. It appeared, he didn't want to undress until Micha did. I looked back into my lovers eyes. I placed my thumbs into the side waist band of my bikini bottoms....he into his shorts. We both slid them down at the same time. It was my turn to break eye contact this time.

To my surprise, and delight, Micha had on only the shorts and nothing else. I love a man that is confident enough not to feel the need to wear underwear.

Kai made the first remark, "What's the matter? Forget to put on your underwear this morning?"

Micha replied that he, "Hated how underwear always confined him down there."

All of us watched has Micha took hold of his penis and straightened it out, by pulling down on it. We girls let out a soft gasp, barely audible, as he let gravity take hold and hang in all its glory. It was magnificent. Clearly over 15cm, completely soft. Testicles the size of good plums, inside a sack that hung down between his legs like a giant coin purse. A foreskin that protected a plum-sized head at the tip of his penis. With enough skin left over, to easily add another couple of centimetre's to his manhood. This beautiful picture was framed with completely hairless, smooth, skin.

It's been several weeks since I actually saw his penis, but it looked even more handsome than I could remember. My two girlfriends came up to me on either side, looked over my shoulders for a better glance. But Kai pulled Manu away from us, into his arms and back towards their blanket.

Stephie whispered into my ear, "It looks like there was enough there for two."

It was obvious that Kai was upset. Men are just as competitive as us females and it was plain as the foreskins on their heads, Micha won this round Glans down.




Deine Freundin
Summer Lovers
Fri Feb 3, 2012


Summer Lovers
By Deine Freundin

Part 6




Manuella and Kai were rubbing lotion on each other. She was spending a little bit too much time on Kai's privates. He was soon erect. I remember doing that in the past. There was a snippet of jealousy in me, but I knew now, I have made a better trade or at least I hope I did. Stephanie already was all greased up and had put herself on display on her blanket. She was laying on her back, with her legs slightly spread.

It was obvious she was trying to get a reaction, more like an erection, out of my friend Micha.

He did take a quick glance in her direction, but returned his gaze back to me. She began to.....,(it was plainly blatant )...rub some more lotion between her legs. Inserting a finger every now and then.

My other two friends had decided to walk down to the water, so they could continue their groping, without prying eyes. I could tell Kai was trying to get to me, but I only wanted to be with my new found lover.

Before we were to begin applying lotion on us, Micha suggested we go for a little bareback riding. I was surprised by his suggestion. I mean, I had ridden bareback on a few of the cold-blooded horses on the island, but never on a light-horse. It would be a new experience for me. I accepted his offer.

We took the saddles and blankets off. It appeared the horses were actually happy that we did.

Much to Stephanie's displeasure, Micha and I rode down to the water's edge, to let the other two love birds know, we will be back later.

We started at a nice slow trot down the beach. There were people, in their swim suits, walking along the length of the beach. It was not uncommon to see riders along the solid edge of the beach. But it was uncommon to see nude riders.

We got several disapproving looks, few that didn't care, and many approving stares. We even posed for a few pictures. Men and boys openly trying to get a look between my spread legs. But due to the height of my mount, my feminine treasure was securely hidden from prying eyes. Micha's enormous, yet still flaccid penis did not have that luxury. Many women and girls liked what they saw. A couple of fellow teenage girls gave me knowing winks and smiles.

As we rode on down the beach, I could feel several small horse hairs poking me in the sensitive folds of my spread lips. It was annoying, but also arousing.
Irritating, but yet stimulating. A few even started to poke me in my over-sized clit. I was rubbing my clit with one hand, while holding onto my horses reigns with the other. I wasn't really masturbating, but it sure did look that way.

Micha noticed my discomfort and asked if I wanted to get off.

I laughed at his suggestion and realized the innocence behind it.

I told him, I did need to go in the water for a bit, to cool off.

We found a nice large drift-log, where I was able to dismount easier and where we could tie up our horse's. We went into the water. There, I roughly splashed water up onto my exposed lips. I watched as Micha was doing the same to his testicles and butt-hole. I asked him, "Horse hairs?"

"Yep, Those little things felt like tiny needles."

We both laughed. I watched as he was massaging his wrinkled scrotum. I became fascinated as his testicles seemed to have vanished.

He looked at me, staring at him. Knowingly, he explained that, "The water is kind of cold."

I couldn't argue with him there. My nipples were as big as the tip of my thumbs. My usually extended inner labia, too had receded into the warmth of my vagina. I was confused though, "Why doesn't your penis shrink? I've seen plenty of guy's peckers looking like a turtle, withdrawn inside it's shell, when they came in contact with the cold water of the North Sea. But, yours is still as long as it was earlier in the day."

He slowly began pulling on it. "Not sure? To be honest, it has never shrunk. Not even after I have finished pleasuring myself."

I blushed at the thought of him jerking off. We walked back toward the horses. I was trying to visualize him stroking his cock. I could feel the blood returning to my vagina. As we walked my lips started to make a reappearance. I had longer lips then many girls my age. Hell, they were longer than most adult women. I didn't want to ride again...not just yet.

We took our horses into the dunes, found some shrubs to hitch them to and embraced. I asked my lover, why his penis hasn't been hard in my presence? I mean, most of the guys I have hung around with, especially while on the FKK beach, would always wind up getting erect after they saw me in birthday suit.

I know he wasn't gay. During our hugging, I reached down with my right hand and began stroking his penis. It began to swell, slowly.

He told me it was disrespectful to do so in the presence of a beautiful lady.
We kissed more passionately then ever before.

He gently nibbled on my bottom lip. Then he sucked my tongue into his mouth. Rolling his tongue around mine, gently biting it, from time to time. With his left hand, he cupped my right breast, alternating between squeezing it, to moving his fingers to its tip, pinching and rolling my aching nipple. It actually felt like my nipple was on fire. His right hand had moved down to my smooth outer pussy lips. He was running his fingernails over them. Taking pleasure in causing my skin to quiver. Chills ran over my whole body. I was uncertain if it was from the cool breeze upon my suntanned heated body or if it was what Micha doing to me, But soon my whole body was covered with goose-bumps.

I believe it was the latter, for when he inserted his middle finger, he found it slipped in quite easily. As he withdrew, my inner lips had grabbed onto his fingers, as to say...Don't leave!

The whole time he was paying attention to me, I was doing the same to him. Our lips were still tightly locked in a game of tongue-a-war, and my hand was busy massaging his penis, turning it into a solid hard rod. It became as hard as a turkey neck and twice as thick. I could tell it was bigger than any cock I had ever seen or held. I wanted to break our embrace to get a better look. But I enjoyed the feeling of his chiseled body pressed up against mine. Plus I didn't want to put a stop to his manipulation of my now dripping wet pussy. I could hear the squishing sounds of his talented fingers. It felt like he was playing a guitar within my walls.

I was humming.

After what seemed like an eternity, we did pull apart. It was nice to finally catch my breath. I looked down. My eyes must have told him how I felt about him. His foreskin was still encasing the head of his now throbbing cock. I dropped to my knees, took hold of his shaft at the base and put the tip of it into my mouth.

My other hand cradled his nut-sack. I was rolling his testicles in the palm. I liked the way his scrotum seemed to have a life of it's own. It moved up and down with each contraction of his body. I could feel his pulse as blood was moving in and out of his sex organ.

My tongue, that was seconds before thrusting in and out of Micha's warm mouth, was now parting his skin. Giving me access to the sensitive glans protected underneath. I began stroking the lose skin along his lengthy penis. Back and forth. Back and forth.

Soon the skin was retracted. Exposing his head. I let it slip out of my mouth, admiring his penis. I tried to fixate on all the finer parts of his manhood. The many purplish rippled veins coursing along it's length. The head was smooth and glistened in the sunlight. Drops of pre-cum was clearly visible, coming out of it's tip.

It was sweet and clean tasting. My right hand was still moving along the shaft. Squeezing his skin up and over his head. Pinching the foreskin as it came forward. Then pulling it back again exposing his head again.
I told him, "I wished I had brought a blanket. Even the horse blankets would be better than getting sand everywhere on and in us."

He offered to be the blanket. That I could always climb on him, if we wanted to take this to the next level?




Deine Freundin
Summer Lovers
Sat Feb 4, 2012


Summer Lovers
By Deine Freundin

Part 7 (The End)




I did want to take this to the "next level." I asked if he, "Wanted to wait till we get back to our blankets? Or wait till we get back to the Hotel?"

"To be honest my dear sweet Anna, I'm not sure if I could hold out anymore. It has been all I could do to still be a gentleman in your presence. I've wanted to continue what you started the first day we met." His eyes began to tear up. "I think I....NO!...I KNOW I love you more than any girl I have ever known. I have respected you from the beginning. Before we go any further though, I have to tell you...I have never had sex with a girl. I mean, I've had some form of so called 'Sex', but my penis has never entered any girls vagina. Many girls have sucked it and even stroked it. I've had orgasms within their presence, but many have been afraid of my rather lengthy penis, when I try to enter them. I guess you've had experience in that department. Maybe you could teach me? I would really love for you to be my first."

"Oh Micha, that is so swee....Wait?...I've 'had experience in that department'?!?!"
I was shocked at that comment. "What gave you the Idea, that I am not a virgin?"

"Well...You seem to know everyone on the island. You're friendly with everyone our age. I only thought, that..."

"Ok my dear friend. I know we met under a peculiar circumstance. I did have all the intention of going 'all the way' with Kai that day. I wanted to know what it felt like to have a penis in me." My voice trailed off a bit more quietly. I was on the verge of tears. "I too have had other forms of sex, but I was afraid of getting pregnant, so I never went any further. Besides most boys were happy just to have a girl pay attention to their junk. My Aunt has provided me with birth control. She said the island has a way of making people fall in love and a habit of having young people explore their sexuality. She didn't want me to be promiscuous, but she also didn't want me to be a young mother either. I know I could have had sex with many boys, but I wanted my first time to be with a special love. To be honest, I would love for you to be my first as well."

We embraced again. Micha laid down on the soft warm sands of the dunes. A small plane flew over-head. I knew if someone had looked out their window, they would have been greeted with a spectacle of two young lovers.

I laid on top of my lover. The hairs on his chest, tickling my nipples. I could feel his massive erection between my legs. My engorged lips sliding up and down, along the ribbed ridges of his lengthy shaft. The head of his penis was nestled in between my butt cheeks. My juices were lubricating his member. We began to kiss sensually. Our eyes looking lovingly into each others. At times, I would nibble on his nose. he would turn my head and nibble on my ears. He would kiss, suck and gently bite the side of my neck...sending chills all over my body.

I carefully pushed myself up off of his body. My legs still straddling his hips. Reaching back behind me, I grabbed the head of his penis and guided it to my virginal opening. I switched hands. My left hand was in the sand next to his chest, for support. My right hand was now in front of me, between my legs. I found his twitching, throbbing penis. His large head on the verge of entering my womanhood. I firmly grabbed his shaft, just under his glans. Pushed his foreskin forward. I could feel his extra skin inside my inner lips. His bulbous head applying pressure at my opening. I settled my weight down on his penis.

My breathing had stopped. I was holding my breath. I have heard, from other girls, that when a man enters you for the first time, there will be pain. I wish I had listened to some of my girlfriends and had masturbated with some kind of object while I was younger, to better prepare me for this moment.

My pussy was extremely wet. Mixed with his lubrication, the head easily slipped in. It was a fantastic feeling. Not painful at all. Micha began to raise his hip as mine was coming down to meet his thrust. It felt like it couldn't go in any deeper. I was grunting in pain. There was a painful pressure deep inside. It wasn't as pleasurable as I had anticipated. We pulled apart slightly. His glans still inside me. We pushed together again. I knew he hadn't ruptured my hymen yet. I could feel the tip of his penis at my virginal shield. Then with one full thrust upward on his part and downward on mine, I felt the tear. I screamed in pain. I actually tasted blood....A cramp ripped through my abdomen. I thought I was going to throw up. I became dizzy, I fell on top of him and wrapped my arms around his neck.

The horses stirred, breaking away from where we had tied them up. I called for them and they stayed near to us.

It was an unwelcome distraction.

Then another plane flew over us. I felt embarrassed.

My mind was filling with so many emotions at once.

Fear of the horses running away. Fear of someone seeing us. Fear that I am no longer a 'Girl'....Fear that I have now changed. I am no longer a innocent little girl. Fear that Micha would not love me anymore.....I felt my eyes begin to fill with tears.

He asked me, if he, "Should pull out?"

I told him, "Don't you dare!"

We laid there in each others locked loving embrace. After the initial pain subsided, I was grateful he had not lost his erection. I slowly began gyrating my pelvis. I could feel the muscles inside my vagina contract and release, with the beat of my heart. I started to slide back and forth along his body. He in turn met each of my thrusts with an equal gentle push.

I placed my body in a push-up position. My knees pressed firmly on either side of his hips. The tempo of our rhythm had increased. My arms now resting on his muscular chest. I closed my eyes, concentrating on what my body was telling me to do. This was a new experience for me. Neither of us knew what we were supposed to do. I was thankful that our bodies knew. I mean...I knew how everything worked. Growing up on a farm, I received my education on the reproduction of animals.

Animals...that is what we were now.

I was breathing heavy and grunting as was Micha. Our pace had increased drastically. Thrust was met with pounding thrust. Micha wrapped his arms around my chest. Pulled me close to him in an unbelievable bear hug. His hip was moving at an exceptional speed. I could feel my exposed clitoris being hit with each up thrust, against his pubic bone. I could actually feel my cervix hit the side of his head as his lengthy penis pushed passed it. Sweat was forming between my shoulder blades. More was dripping down my forehead onto Micha's face.

The taste of blood had returned to my mouth. I couldn't understand how or from what?

Micha grunted, "Ich Liebe Dich!"

He seemed to be holding his breath...I could feel his head deep inside me. It seemed to actually become bigger. My own body was doing what it does best. I have fingered myself to many orgasms. So I knew what to expect. But this was different. His penis was hitting places deep inside me that have never been touched. I could feel his shaft rub up against something behind my pubic mound. I was becoming dizzy again. My breathing had become very erratic. I was holding my breath from time to time. Both from the pain and from the build up of the orgasm, I knew was building deep inside me.

Soon I felt spurts of warm liquid erupt inside my pussy. Micha yelled out that he's 'coming'..."Ich Komme!....bin da!

I felt my vaginal muscles tighten around his penis. And with one final thrust from him, I yelled out "Mein Gott!...Ich auch!"

Goosebumps covered my body as the sweat came in contact with the breeze over the dunes. The earth had stopped moving. I could hear everything. My senses came alive. I was now a woman.

Micha kissed me lovingly. We smiled at each other. I began to cry. He asked me, "If I was alright?"

I told him, I was and to shut up for a moment. I could feel his penis actually become thinner inside me. The muscles inside me were still tightening and loosening along his shaft....on their own.

After what seemed like an eternity, I rolled off of my lover. I could feel his cock push passed my inner labia. I looked down at his now semi soft penis, still surprised at it size. He was much larger soft that most dick's I've seen hard. There was a mixture of his juices and mine all over it and now on his belly. It began pooling into his navel. The color of the liquid was a mixture of purple, pink and white. Now I understood why I was tasting blood. I was bleeding inside. I stood up and put my fingers inside me. Pulled out some of that same liquid. Much of which was running down my thighs now. Micha saw the color and knew it was blood.

He kept on asking if I was alright, if he had hurt me. The fear in his voice was comical...at first.
Then I started to get scared as well. What if he did do something to me inside. What if his dick was to much for me to handle.

There didn't seem to be any pain. I told him lets get to the water and get cleaned up. That I wasn't in any pain. He was a real dear. Showing so much concern. We kissed, took the horses and headed toward the water. Luckily we were well beyond where people would be walking, so we were able to clean each other up in relative privacy. The cool saltwater actually felt good.

After we cleaned up and Micha helped me on my horse, we headed back to our friends. This time at a gentle gallop. My pussy was still sore, but as my clit began getting slapped again be the back of the horse I was riding, I became aware...That I should really slow down. I did...and we continued at a slow trot.

Tourists were looking at us, as before. I realized some were taking pictures, but I didn't care. I just wanted to get back to my friends. I was hungry and very thirsty.

When we returned, Kai and Manuela were nowhere about.
Stephanie was the first to spot us. She first asked where had we been for so long. I blushed. Micha blushed.

She knew!

She hugged me an kissed me and told me, that I need to tell her everything.

I told her, "Some other time. But right now Micha and I just wanted to lay in the sun and relax."

My mind was racing fast, all kinds of things going through it. I knew I would have to ask my aunt some very important questions. I had always thought, I knew all the answers, but in fact...I still had much to learn...about Life, Love and Men.

Some of My Adventures in Babysitting (True Story)

Some of My Adventures in Babysitting.
by Deine Freundin



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Episode I
(Kind of tame...)


Back when I was a younger, my mother told me a friend of hers wanted me to watch her two young children for the day.
Back then, I never had any money for myself and here was an opportunity to earn some.
I jumped at the chance.

My mom had informed her friend, that I had plenty of sitting experience, since I would keep an eye on my brothers from time to time.
As I arrived at the mother's  house, I met the two young children for the first time.  The girl was one year older then the boy.

Since it was raining outside, we stayed inside and played some board games and cards.

Later that day, the sun came out.  The kids wanted to play outside.  So I let them.  I decided to work on some of my school work, that was to be turned in the following week.

Some time later, the siblings came inside...covered from head to toe in mud.
I made them both go into the tub and wash up.  After removing their filthy garments, they went into the tub.  I proceeded to wash their clothes in the laundry room.
A few minutes had passed, when all of a sudden I heard a high pitched shriek.  I ran upstairs to see the girl sitting in the tub and her brother standing over her.....urinating all over her.

Laughing...He said, "Look, I'm giving my sister a shower!"  Ha. Ha. Ha.

I yanked him out of the tub.  I sat on the toilet, pulled him across my lap and proceeded to spank him pretty hard, till he begged me to stop.
I asked his sister, if she would like to punish her brother for what he did to her?
She readily accepted and gave her brother a couple of good hard swats on his behind.
His backside was a bright crimson and he was crying up a storm.

I knew from bathing with my brothers and sister, that boys hated to be looked at and even worse, be touched by a girl.  So I asked his sister if she wanted to finish washing him?  She giggled and reached for the washcloth.

After they were both clean, I wouldn't allow the lad to get dressed....as a form of punishment for what he did.

He yelled, that he was going to tell his mother and when she finds out what I and his sister had done, that I was going to get fired and I would get no money at all!

That evening, when their mother came home, She was surprised to be greeted by her naked son.  She wanted to know what was going on?  Her son told her how I had spanked him...and let his sister spank him too!

I explained to her why he was spanked and as punishment, made him stay in the nude.
She looked disapprovingly at her son, grabbed her son, placed him over her lap and continued his earlier punishment.
After sending him to his room, she thanked me and gave me a generous tip.  Saying she will definitely be calling on me again.





Episode  II
(Not so tame...be warned)


A couple of years later, a woman in our village had heard about how responsible I was, and wouldn't allow kids to take advantage of me, hired me to keep an eye on her overly rambunctious son.
I have seen him around at school.  He was only slightly younger then I was at the time.  So I questioned her judgement.  She informed me, her son, when left alone in the house, would always get into some kind of mischief or another.  She also wanted me to tutor him during the week.


So every day after school, I would...not really "babysit"...more like being a companion to Thomas.
For several weeks, things seemed pretty normal in that house.  He treated me with respect and I had never had an issue with him.
One Thursday afternoon, his parents asked if it was at all possible, that I could stay overnight as the mother's father had been rushed to the hospital.  I told them they would have to ask my parents....(We had no telephone on our farm)
They agreed to stop by and inform them of their intentions.
I knew my parents would not have a problem with an 'overnight' stay.
Plus since we both went to the same school, we could just walk there Friday morning.

I didn't have a change of clothes with me though.
That evening I asked Thomas if I could wear something of his or his parents to sleep in for the night.
He gave me a long Tank Top T-shirt of his fathers.  The kind that is open on the sides and only has straps on top.  It went well past my butt.
So after my charge went to bed, I took a nice long hot bath.

I didn't want to sleep in my underwear.  I tended to suffer from nocturnal discharges from time to time.  Since I didn't have any clean undies for the next day, after my bath, I just folded up a few sheets of toilet-paper and placed it between my pussy lips.
After I put on the lengthy T-shirt, I laid on the couch, covered myself with a bed-sheet and watched some television.

Some time during the night, I awoke to the sound of the Tele still on.  I was no longer covered with the sheet, must have kicked it off during the night.  I also noticed that my T-shirt was bunched up above my crotch and both of my breasts were exposed through the openings of the arm holes.

I started to sit up, wiping the sleep out of my eyes.
Placing my feet on the ground to get up and turn off the T.V......

Just as my feet were about to touch the carpet....they came in contact with something....Someone!

"What the hell?!?!", I thought.

Thomas was on the floor next to the couch.  He was masturbating with his right hand.  His pajama bottoms were down around his knees.  He wasn't wearing a t-shirt.  In his left hand....He had.....OMFG!!!!....He had my folded up piece of tissue, from between my legs....Under his nose!

I stepped over him and stood in total disbelief at what I was looking at.
I began swearing at him.  By the light of the television, I saw he was still stroking himself.  Just as I was about to really lay into him, he erupted.  Spewing semen all over his stomach, his chest, the floor, my legs and my feet!

I have never seen so much spunk in my life.  I mean, I have had some sexual relations with boys by then.  A handjob here and there.

I felt so violated!

Pulling him off the floor, I rolled him over my lap.  His still erect penis was caught between my knees, which I clamped together firmly.
I proceeded to give him a vicious spanking.  Hitting him so hard, that my hand was as hot as his ass.  The whole time calling him a Schwein and every other thing I could think off.

When I let him off my lap, his penis was still erect.  He was jumping up and down in front of me, rubbing his blistered arsch.
His dick was bouncing with every jump.  It beckoned like a target, so I obliged.  I gave it a few hard slaps.  Which brought more tears to his eyes.
Thomas tried to back away from me, but I took a firm hold of his rigid cock and ordered him to stand still, or his balls would get the same punishment!

I threatened to tell his parents, but he begged me not to say a word.
As he stood in front of me, his penis looked like it was getting harder and harder.  That's when I noticed, I was giving him quite a show.  My breasts were still poking through the sleeve holes and the bottom of the shirt was still bunched up above my hips.  Giving him an unobstructed view of my shaven pussy and protruding vaginal lips.

I straightened myself up, pulled down the shirt, covering my womanly charms, ordered him to clean up the mess he made, while I took another bath.
He was about to pull his PJ bottoms up, when I told him, No!

I asked him, "What possessed him to do such a nasty, dirty thing?"

He began to stutter.  Telling me, he, was spying on me through the keyhole, while I was in the tub and how pretty I looked.  How he just wanted to get a closer look.  He could hear I was asleep on the couch, by my breathing.  I was uncovered and my legs where partially parted.  He saw the tissue paper on the cushion of the couch between my legs and grabbed it.  It was moist and he took a quick sniff.  It smelled sweet to him and it got him all excited.  He couldn't help himself.

I told him, what he did was wrong.  That it was a form of rape and that he could get into serious trouble.
I was still very upset with him and thought I could enact my own form of punishment.
I informed, in return for my silence, he was to undress for me, whenever I was over at his house and no one else was around.

He agreed...and in fact...I think he enjoyed it :-)

Spanked in School (True Story)

Here is a little something, dedicated to a dear friend of mine that is feeling a bit down....I do hope it gives him a little rise....in his spirits ;-)



Spanked in school.
by Deine Freundin




I remember an instance were I was going to be paddled by this teacher that I had a crush on.  I always wore mini-skirts and sexy panties in my teenage years.

Anyways...because I had on such a short skirt...he said I would get detention instead.  I told him if I get home late, I would get into more trouble...That I would rather have the paddle.

I didn't care about modesty.  I thought he wouldn't go for it...but I bet, he wanted to have a look up my skirt as much as all the boys did.  I had to bend over and touch my ankles.

The teacher, much to the dismay of the boys in the class, had me facing the class, so my butt was facing away from them when I bent over.  He was going to give me five hard smacks.  I knew they hurt like a son-of-bitch.

The first hit dead centre.  Hitting both of my cheeks simultaneously.  It caused be to let out a little "Yelp!"  It actually felt like an electrical shock had been sent throughout my body. He would wait about 20seconds between each hit...that way it hurt more.

The second echoed around the room.  I looked up and watched as my classmates flinched every time the paddle hit my rump.  I could feel the heat building on my cheeks.  Seeing my fellow students looking at me, both my cheeks face and butt must have been the same colour.

But at swat 3, I lost control of my bladder, due to the pain.  Some pee escaped...Not enough to run down my legs, but enough to wet my panties.  I could feel the wetness.

I was going to have him stop...then came # 4...Ouch...I screamed...more pee escaped...and you could hear a difference in the sound that the paddle made between # 4 from # 3.   And a wet spot was visible on the paddle.  I think only the teacher saw it though.

On my last swat...I feel forward and down on all fours.  Tears streaming down my face.  No one said anything for fear they would be next...So that saved me from total humiliation.  I mean...had they laughed...I think it would have been far worse.

The teacher told me to go to the back of the classroom and stand with my face to the wall, till class was over.  I rubbed my cheeks...but stopped as soon as I started...It just hurt so bad to even touch my butt.

I noticed he rubbed the paddle with his finger as he placed the paddle on his desk.  Before I made it to the wall, I looked back to see him smell his finger and smile at me.

While standing there, I was worried that students would smell my pee....but as I stood there, It didn't smell like pee...I was confused...I mean it did come from my pussy.

It wasn't until after class, when I made it to the restroom and I pulled down my panties in the bathroom stall, that I noticed, my panties were wet...but not liquid wet...it was more of a slimy wet.  It was clear.  What the hell...OMG....I thought. I just ejaculated in my panties...and he knew....Oh Shit...HE knew.  I didn't fall over on all four's from the pain (like everyone else thought...even myself)...I feel because my knees gave out.....I was having an orgasm.  An orgasm, painfully orgasmic experience.  Now I was "really" embarrassed.

He would always smile my way afterwards.  When I got my grades, he gave me a 1...and I knew I only deserved a 3.....but WTH....I'll take it.  I fantasized about getting it on with him...but we never did...I did flash him my panties from time to time.  Plus I never wore a bra...and my nipples would constantly be erect because of the fabric rubbing against them.  Guess that's why I got the 1. (hehehe)

The Dress Shop Incident-Revenge (True Story)

The Dress Shop Incident-Revenge
By Deine Freundin



After my dear friend had her fun with me in her Dress Shop...I vowed revenge.
I got my chance some weeks later.  We were at our club, working out.  After our normal routine of Tennis/Running/Aerobics...we normally rest up in one of the several Sauna rooms available.  On the outside of the door, there is a sliding label, which one can allocate as one of the following....

1: Women Only-which means exactly that...mainly so we can all sit nude and let all our pores open up.
2: Men Only-...for what-ever you guys do in there...LOL  I know many guys sit nude in there as well ;-)
3: Co-Ed-This is for both sexes...swimsuits must be worn while in here.

I set my plan in motion while we were taking our showers.  I knew Jennifer swung both ways.  I diddled with some of my girlfriends while I was very young, but never went all the way.  I continued my fascination with women well into my marriage, but never pursued anything in earnest.  I did do some fingering, light massage, mild kissing....but that was the extent of things.

I knew Jennifer fancied me, so that played in my favor.  While in the shower, we began washing each other's backs.  That led to some nice, pleasurable soaping of necks, breasts, navel's, pubic mounds, lower backs, light fingering of our puckered starfish's, loving caressing of each other's taints, gentle massaging of inner thigh's, then finally...ever-so-lightly...the parting of our vaginal openings.  Granted, all this attention was carrying me over the edge and I wanted it to continue, but I really wanted to get my revenge.  We were both worked up into a frenzy in the shower, when we heard a couple of ladies entering the shower room.  We quickly rinsed off, wrapped a towel around our bodies, another around our hair, and took a third one to sit on in the sauna.

We entered one labeled "Ladies Only".  Each of us placed a towel under our smooth asses.  There were small wooden angled "pillows".  We placed our extra towels on the hooks near the door.  It was fairly hot in the room already, but things started to heat up even more.  Jennifer's body was lean & tone....A real "Hard body".  She never had children, so her breasts were solid and firm.  Perfect ski-sloped breasts with tips to boot, if you know what I mean.

She had taken a position on the top bench, I one below hers.  She put her right leg up on the top bench, knee bent, her foot inward toward her buttocks.  Her left leg, she left dangling toward my bench.  I could see her pussy lips glistening with moisture.  Not sure if it was from our previous foreplay or the heat in the room.  Either way, it did look very inviting.  I slowly ran my hand up her left leg till my fingers came in touch with her
exposed labia.  She gasped as I parted her lips.  I pushed my fingers upward toward her clitoris.  Gently, I used my thumb and forefinger to retract her hood, revealing her little love button.  I so wanted to place it into my mouth, kiss it, suck it and flick it with my tongue, but I figured there would be time for that another day.  I started to pinch her nub and used my other hand to invade her ever-widening opening.  I began to masturbate her little "penis" and used my left thumb to massage the ripples of her upper vaginal wall.

I knew I had struck gold and hit her G-spot as she started to buck up and down.  She was a squirert!  She began shooting fluids out of her vagina, down my arms and onto my exposed breasts.  I looked up into her
eyes.  I could see her pleading to have me place my mouth on her womanhood, but I was enjoying myself enough.  Just as she was on the verge of a screaming orgasm, I stopped.

"What the fuck Anna???....Come on!...You can't leave me like this!  Please, finish me off.  Lick me!  I want to feel your tongue in me!", she said, while gasping for air.  The heat in the sauna making it almost unbearable.  I chuckled and started my torment on her spread pussy again.  As before, I stopped just short of letting her part her sea and flood the sauna.  Again, she begged for me to finish her.

Instead, I got up and told her, "I'll be right back, I just wanted to bring my little friend, `The Saint`."  Jen knew that I had a dildo in the shape of a praying Saint in my locker.  I have used it in the past, to release pent-up sexual frustration.

She begged for me to return quickly.  She didn't want to "lose the magic of the moment".

I left her in the steaming sauna.  I could see she was playing with herself.  One hand massaging and pinching her breasts.  The other feverishly diving into her pussy, rubbing her love button with her thumb.  As I walked out, I took our towels.  Leaving only the towel she was sitting on.  It was no bigger than a hand towel.  After the door closed behind me, I pushed the label to the sauna to read "Men Only" and proceeded to sit down on the bench across from the doors.  I was hoping that some guy would go in there soon, as to catch her in the act of getting herself off.


Ooooh....this was going to be soooo goood.  I thought.

I watched as they opened the door and they all froze as they saw Jennifer fingering herself to an earth-shattering orgasm.  I could hear her scream with both delight and fear of being caught.  One of the gentlemen apologized and turned away and left, but his buddies entered.  I feared for my friends safety,
so I proceeded to walk towards the slowly closing door.  I saw the guys drop their towels.  Their muscular asses aimed my way.  I opened the door further and was greeted with a sight of Jen leaping off the top bench and grabbing one of the guys ever-hardening cocks.  It was obscured with a heavy batch of hair, so I was not able to see it's full size, as my friend was already engulfing it.  One hand around his cock, the other buried deep inside her.

The other guy saw me in the doorway.  He too had dropped his towel upon entering, looked at me, smiled and said "Dear Penthouse", laughing....(It wasn't until later, that I knew what he was talking about).  I looked down at his dick which swiftly beginning to reach full mast.  It was almost as long as my husbands but was much thicker then his.  I had never cheated on my husband with another man and was not about to start.  But the temptation was there.

Jennifer exclaimed, "Anna!  Wow!  Thank you!  This is way better than your little 'Saint'.  But it's not my birthday", she laughed.  She reached out and grabbed the other guys erect dick and started to jack him off while returning her mouth's attention to the first guy's hard on.

The second guy asked me if I, "Was going to be joining them?"

I turned around, closed the door and returned to the showers.
Dejected.....for I wanted Jennifer to be as embarrassed as I was in her dress shop...and here she was getting herself and two total strangers off in a public sauna.

I showered, dressed and went home.  Later that afternoon Jennifer called me.  Thanking me for inviting the guys to our party, but wanted to know why I didn't stay and join in on the fun?

I told her what my intentions were supposed to be...and I guess it back-fired on me.
She told me to let her know the next time I ever wanted to plan a "Sweet revenge" or payback, because she could definitely use that kind of revenge from time to time.

Her laughter echoed in my ears.  I figured I better think of a better plan.  But revenge is not in my persona.  Seems I am usually the butt of my friends jokes.....I'll have to tell you about some of them later.

The Dress Shop incident (True Story)

The Dress Shop incident.
By Deine Freundin



I once went to a local dress shop to have them custom make an evening clubbing dress for me.
Jennifer, the proprietor and I went way back.  We were members at the local tennis/fitness club.
She agreed to make/design me a "Little Black Dress" that would make men's head's turn (both of their heads she joked).

She told me to come by late one afternoon, as the store would be closed and we would have some privacy.
I wasn't sure why we needed "privacy"...until she showed me her design.
This was the skimpiest, tiniest little dress I had ever seen.  I wasn't allowed to see the finished product until the day I showed up.  She had the preliminary design sewn.  The fabric was very stretchy, "a spandex-cotton blend that clung to your figure like body paint", she informed me.

After I arrived, Jan told me to go ahead and get undressed and meet her in the back of the shop near the mirrors.  I proceeded to one of the changing booths and disrobed to my bra and panties.  I had on one of the sets that my husband had bought for me from a sexy catalog.  It was a quarter cup push-up bra that squeezed my average sized boobs together to give me more cleavage and left my boobs and nipples completely open...very sexy!  The panties were the very high cut type that left half of your butt cheeks hanging out.  They come up pretty high in the front so I had to be clean shaven in order to wear them.

As I exited the booth, Jen met me.  "Wowwie girlfriend,  that is super hot.  Bet hubby likes to see you in that, huh?"

Even though we had seen each other without clothes on, on numerous occasions while in the club, this was not a club setting.  I lightly blushed, "Well, it used to, but it hasn't in quite some time", I responded sadly.

She told me to stand on the podium which was surrounded by several mirrors at various angles.  Once I was on it, Jan brought out the dress.  When she held it up and I looked at it a little closer, I was shocked.  It looked like it was made for a young teen, not a full grown woman.  She saw the concern on my face, "Don't you worry none Anna dear,  this is not one of those 95/5 % blends...this is a 60/40.  It will stretch quite a bit...and then some.  But first, since I don't have the stitching completely tight just yet, I need you to take those sexy undergarments off."

"What!!...Right here?...In the middle of the store?!?", I questioned.

"Oh come on Anna!  You're over exaggerating.  We're in the back of the store!  Which happens to be closed up.  I took down the open sign just after you came in.  Not to mention, I've seen you in your birthday suit so many times, that I can point you out of a naked line-up by your pussy lips and over sized nipples alone!", she said with laughter.

Now I really felt my skin redden...not only on my cheeks, but almost all over.  I knew she was right, so I unclasped my bra and freed my little puppies.  I have always hated to keep them confined so.  I massaged them gingerly and my nipples responded in kind.  When I lowered my panties, I had to pull them out from between my protruding vaginal lips.  All my tight fitting clothes tend to give me one helluffa camel toe.  Guess Jen was right, she wouldn't have any trouble at all picking me out.

Jennifer picked up my underwear and carried them to the booth where my street clothes where located.  She told me, "To wait right there, I'll be right back."

Like, where was I going to go in my current state of undress?  I was admiring my body in the mirror..."Not bad for a woman that has had two kids (at that time)...My breasts had bounced back to their natural state, even after nourishing two young babies.  I only had a few minor stretch marks on my lower abdomen...hardly visible."  Turning around to see how my backside looked, I caught a glimpse of two young lads walking past the shop window...I FROZE!  They just happened to look in after I stopped moving.  Putting their faces up on the glass and placing their hands on the sides of their eyes to shield the light, they were looking right at me.  The window above the front door was open, so I was able to hear some of what they were saying.

"Holy shit!  Doesn't that mannequin look real?"
"Yeah, but you can tell it's not real, there is no hair on her pussy.  Everybody knows that they don't have a hole down there."
"I know that! You jerk", one of them punched the other on the arm.  Luckily, I had my leg nearer to them, raised on my toes and by knee was bent a tad, blocking the view of my vaginal opening.

Just then Jennifer returned.  "So let's get this dress on you.  We have to be very careful not to loosen the stitches.  If there doesn't need to be any alterations, then I will double stitch everything."

Whispering, I tried to let her know, "Shhh!  Jen....there are a couple of guys looking through your store window at me."

"I often wonder why they always make the mannequins have erect nipples?", stated one lad.
"Duffus!", the other one returned his friends punch in the arm.
They were laughing at their own comments, when they spotted the store employee, my friend Jen, holding a tiny dress in her arms.  "Damn she's going to dress the store dummy in that little dress.

I had not moved since I spotted them.  I was turned to my side.  My right hand on the top of my backside.  My left hand flat against my stomach.

Jennifer laughed and whistled the tune from 'Snow White'...'Whistle while we work'...."Oh my God girl, this is going to be so much fun!"

"Jen...you can't do this!", I pleaded.  "Can't you just shoo them away, or go over and close the blinds?...Please?!?!"

"Oh, come on sweet cheeks.  Tell me you don't like this.  Hell, I can smell your musk from here.  I'm even getting a little turned on myself."

I'm still talking very quietly and not moving an inch, "Jennifer!  This is wrong.  What if I run into those two out on the street and they recognize me?"

"Well then, I just have to do something about that, won't I?"  She grabbed a dark wig off a nearby mannequin and put it on my head.  After she got that squared away, she proceeded to turn my around, with my backside to the window.  Raising my hands into the air, she stood on the podium in front of me.  Her cloth covered breasts rubbing up against my exposed nipples.  Sending an electric shock through me, clear down to my ever growing clit.  I could feel my lips begin to swell.  I guess my friend was right, I was enjoying this.  I couldn't believe this was happening to me.

With my arms raised, Jen slowly lifted the skimpy little dress and placed it above my arms.  After opening it, she started to carefully pull it down the length of my arms, down to my sensitive breasts.  When she reached my nipples, she gently pinched them.  "You're such a bitch!", I whispered to her..."and remember, 'Paybacks a Bitch!'"

She just laughed and waved to the two voyeurs.  The two ducked down, laughing.  Then stood again and continued watching, knowing they had been spotted.  I guess they figured, there is nothing wrong with watching  someone put clothes on a "doll".  She continued to pull and tuck the stretchy material down towards my ass.  Jennifer was now kneeling down and had her face eye level to my crotch.  She started to blow on my exposed lips.  The gentle breeze felt like little needles upon my outer petals.  My clitoris twitched to and fro.  It took all my will power to not reach down and frig myself to oblivion.  This was torture to the next level.  Damn I'm going to get her back...one way or the other.

After she fitted me with the dress, she lowered my arms, putting them at my sides.  She turned me around, so I could now see the eyes glued on my every curve.  The dress barely covered my crotch and ass cheeks.  On the top, there was only two small spaghetti straps keeping the stretchy material from rolling off my chest.  Jen, from behind, reached over my shoulders and first grabbed one handful of my boobs and then the other.  Pushing them into the proper position.  I watched the expression of the two peeping toms change from amusement, to total bewilderment.  They were not certain if they had just seen what they saw.  That store employee had just readjusted the breasts of a plastic mannequin...But those tits moved!?!?

One asked, "Did you just see that??...Is that a real person?...or are they making mannequins life-like?"
"Nah...No store would have love dolls as mannequins....that woman is 'Real'!!!"
"But she's not moving!"
Then one of the guys called out through the window.  "Hey lady!  Is that a mannequin or a real woman?"

Jennifer looked at the boys and slowly raised my arms.  I could feel the material slide up on my thighs, exposing my sopping wet pussy.  I was uncertain if they were able to see my protruding lips or not?...but with what happened next, made the last question irrelevant.  After my arms were pointing up to the ceiling, Jen carefully, slowly peeled off the skintight dress.  With me facing the window, Jennifer finally got the dress completely off of me.  Here I was completely nude, facing two strangers, when she suddenly smacked my behind open handed really hard. The force was so strong it made me yelp and jump off the podium.  I reached around rubbing my stinging behind.  Jumping up and down.  I could feel my tits bounce with every jump.  Remembering that the two voyeurs now new that I was indeed a 'real" woman.  I screamed some unpleasantries toward my friend and the two pervs and ran into the changing booth.  I could still hear Jennifer and the two guys laughing for some time after i entered my booth.

After closing the curtain, I did, however, not get dressed right away.
I had some unfinished business to attend to first.

Knock - Knock (True Story)

Knock - Knock  (True Story)
By Deine Freundin



We lived in a two-story colonial at the time.  My older son's had already moved out of the house.  I arrived home mid morning after a very long night of work.  I sent the babysitter home.  I went downstairs and took off my work clothes and threw them into the hamper, went back upstairs and proceeded to take a shower.  I needed to wash off my night sweat.

The warm water felt great against my sore body.  The pulsating streams of water coming out of the handheld shower-head was working it's magic on my body.  After about 15-20 minutes, I was in another world.  The jet's aimed right in my nether region, when my little rug-rat entered the bathroom.  He had learned to speak early on, but could not yet formulate full complete sentences.
He said, "Outside. Front door. Mommy come."

I wanted return to my shower.  So I told him, "No dear,  But you can go play outside in the backyard.  O.K.?....Now be a dear and play out back and I'll be there to play with you in a little while.  Love you."
He left and I looked out of our shower window.  I watched him from the upstairs window as he took some toys and went into the sand-box and started to play.  We had a fenced in yard so I knew he was safe.  But I still finished showering quickly...without finishing me.  If you know what I mean.

Any ways, I exited the shower, and started to pat dry my body.  I only had the one towel and my clean clothes were downstairs in the laundry room.

As I walked down the stairs to the living room, I was drying my hair.  The towel was over my head as I was rubbing my head.  I caught glimpses of the carpet on the main floor and noticed that it seemed brighter than normal.  The stairs going up start, almost at the front door, the stairs going down are right next to them next to the front door.  As I continued walking down the stairs, I began to wrap my hair into turban.

So here I am, in my birthday suit at the bottom of the stairs.  I was bent over at the waist, wrapping my hair.  After I had the towel fully twisted with my hair, I gave it a quick twist, shot my head back, stood up quickly and found out why it was so much brighter in the living room.

There standing on my front porch, with the main door wide open, but the full glass panel storm door was closed, stood a man with a clipboard in one hand and a large book of fabric samples for our sofa, love seat and recliner in the other.  Next to him was a very attractive young woman carrying more books of samples.  I could see past them and spotted a company van parked in the street.

It was a deer in the headlight moment.  I was too dumbstruck to run or even cover up.  Thinking about why was the door open?  Why did I forget about scheduling an appointment with the fabric man??  Why was the front door open???  Why are these people staring at me????  Why was that damn front door open?????
So still standing there, in disbelief, I surmised that, my son must have opened it.  These people must have knocked (our doorbell didn't work) while I was in the shower.  The baby-sitter had left (I knew that).  My son was sitting on the sofa watching some children show.  They must have asked him to get his mother.  So when he came upstairs into the bathroom, he was informing me that someone was "outside" the "front door" and for "mommy" to "come".

So that is why I'm standing butt naked, a few feet from the front door, looking into the faces of two total strangers, staring at my totally naked body.

I was still kind of wet, from both the shower and my "almost" orgasm.  My nipples were sticking straight out and it wasn't because I was cold.  My pussy lips, which I always keep completely shaven (I did keep a small triangle on top though), were protruding out from between my legs, because they wanted some attentio......"WAIT!!!!....What the HELL!!!.....I'm standing here BUTT ASS NAKED!!!"

I turned around, bent over and took my towel off my head (What the hell was I thinking..?..turning around..?..bending over..?..giving these people a fantastic view of my still shapely ass, not bad for a lady in her 30's I might say, and let's not forget my protruding lips and a nice clean starfish to top it off).  After I got the towel untangled from my hair, (That took longer that I thought), I turned around again, faced them, held the towel above my pert breasts (Back then, gravity had not yet become an enemy), went to the front door and asked, "Ah, can I help you?"

The guy was speechless.  His eyes were the size of silver dollars.  His assistant spoke first.
"Good morning Mrs. C.  We rang the bell and when no one answered, we knocked.  This is Jeff and I'm Veronica.  We had a 9 a.m. appointment with you.  It was set up about two weeks ago.  We're so sorry to interrupt you.  We told your son to go get you.  If this is a bad time??...You can call the office and set up another appointment."

"Oh no...No...It's alright.  I just got off of work and was taking a shower.  I'm the one that should be sorry.  I totally forgot about setting this up with you guys.  Please come in and sit down.  Ah...I need to put something on, if you don't mind?"

"It's understandable Mrs. C.  Thank you.  We'll wait for you in your living room."
I opened the door, turned around and pointed them to the couch.

WAIT???...What did I do?  Did I just turn around and show these people my ass...AGAIN???  OMG!....These people must think I'm some kind of slut?  I'm not like that...really I'm not!

I do like to tease guys from time to time, but this was not one of those times.
I quickly ran upstairs, giving them another look at my round butt.

When I got upstairs, I remembered that all my clean clothes were in the laundry room.  Not wanting to go down and be spotted with only my towel, I stood on the top of the stairs, thinking about my next option.
I heard the two of them snickering and whispering...."That's a first for me", I overheard.
"Me too."
"She was kind of hot."
"In more ways than one.".....more muffled laughter.
"Did you see her....?"
"I couldn't miss it."
"...and those?..."
"Yeeess, How could you miss them?"...more snickering.

I went into the bedroom looking for something to put on.  Opened my dresser.  "What the hell!!  Where are all my undergarments?  No bra's...No panties!!  Oh...great! A pair of pantyhose.  I'm not going to wear those.  Ok...The closet.  There has to be something in there.  What the HELL....I can't wear evening gowns.  Not even a pair of sweats or anything!!"

I was on the verge of going all the way back downstairs, when I spotted my silky, thigh length, white bathrobe hanging behind the door.  It was one of those like you find at Victoria Secret's.  It had little rose flower prints all over it and lace trim along the collar and around the bottom.  So I figured, "What the Hell....at least it'll be better then wearing a towel."

I wrapped it around me tightly and tied a double knot to keep me very secure.
When I returned to the living room, my guests had the books open on the table and several of them open on the floor.  My son had come back inside and was touching all the fabrics and turning pages like it was a storybook.
"Mommy, pretty colors!"
"Yes dear, those are some very nice colors."  He got up off the floor and ran to me.

When he got close, he jumped on me.  I had to catch him and in the process, my left tit plopped out.  I was able to cover up quickly, but I knew I just flashed these people, AGAIN!

The next 45 minutes were spent with me, trying to keep my modesty intact.
I could see Jeff trying to get glances down my chest, up between my legs, anywhere that had flesh showing.  Which was plenty.  My son kept on climbing up and down on me, always causing my robe to open up at the bottom. (I was grateful that Jeff was sitting next to me)  At one point, with my son in front of the T.V., I was listening to Jeff and looking at the samples that he held in an open book next to me.  Looking and nodding at certain samples.

I was not paying attention to what my body was doing.  I was leaning over toward him and the book and had spread my legs open quite a bit for balance.  After a couple of minutes of this, I noticed that Veronica was sitting on the floor, getting some books together.  I was watching her...watching me and became oblivious to what Jeff was talking about. She was sitting indian style and was looking straight up at my exposed pussy.  She was wearing a pair of very short cargo shorts and I could make out glimpses of a thong covered crotch.  Her tongue came out and she licked her lips very seductively.

My vaginal lips were still sticking out of my slit.  I could feel them scraping along the light brown Corduroy cushion under me.  The fabric was also tickling my slightly puckered butt-hole.  My body would not let me forget that I had neglected her earlier and wanted some much needed attention.  I was so turned on.  Even though no one was touching me and nothing sexual was happening.  Somehow, I guess, just the fact that I was sitting there, in the presence of two strangers, with only a very thin piece of silk between them and my totally naked body, was getting me hot, without me even noticing.

"Without me noticing"....That was a crock of shit.  Every time I moved, even just a little, the material of my robe was caressing my nipples.  Let me tell you...There is nothing more electrifying to us women as silk against our bodies.  Sooooo smooooth...soft....sensuous...Oooooh...I get goose bumps just thinking about it.
I was about to close my legs and put an end to the peep-show I was giving her, when all of a sudden Jeff stood up and said,  "O.k. then.  So you like this one best?"

Snapped back into reality.
"Ahhh...yess...I guess so."

"Well, if you would stand up and let me place this material against the old one, you'll be able to make a better comparison, which should help you decide for sure", he announced.

"Oh...O.K."  I held the robe tightly between my legs and stood up.  Turning around and looking where I was sitting, Jeff was about to place down his sample.  Veronica got up and stood on the other side of me.  I looked down in horror to see a huge "Wet-Spot" where I sat seconds before.  You could smell the musky aroma of my womanhood.

I blushed at least three shades of red.  I looked at Jeff and smiled.  I turned to Veronica, shrugged my shoulders and smiled at her as well.

I told them that, "It was getting late"....and that, "I had to put my son down for his nap.  Go ahead and order that fabric."  Pointing to the one in Jeff's hand.  I'm not sure who was more embarrassed?  Him or I?  As they got all their books together, I walked them to the front door.  They walked past me and I swear that I thought I heard Jeff inhale deeply as he walked passed me.

After they both left, I closed the storm door and main door.  I was leaning with my back against the main door.  My son was out of sight, so I quickly put my right hand between my legs.  Using my ring and index fingers to part my pussy, I stuck my middle finger deep into me.  Slowly removing it and rubbed my clit.  In and out.  In and out.  I was super super wet.  Juices started running down my legs.  I took my left hand, stuck it into my upper robe and proceeded to pull, pinch and twist my right nipple and tit.  I wanted to squeeze my tit with my hand and wanted easier access, so I stopped what I was doing, slid my robe off my right shoulder.  I couldn't untie the damn belt, so I parted the bottom half of it and raised both front corners, tucking them into the belt around my waist.

I leaned with my back against the door again.  Proceeded to finish what I started.  My breathing became very erratic.  I could feel beads of sweat rolling down my forehead, down the back of my neck, forming under my neck and dribbling down between my tits.

My left hand was  kneading my right breast.  Pulling my nipple.  Pinching it as well.  That alone was sending shocks through my whole body.  But my left hand was working over time as well.  My clitoris, which was the size of the tip of a pinky finger, was throbbing, pulsating.  I was using the thumb and forefinger, almost masturbating my clit.  Squeezing, pulling, stretching, twisting it.

Then, as I was nearing an orgasm to end all orgasms...I used my left hand to spread my engorged pussy lips as far apart as I could.  My right hand, with three fingers deep inside, my palm pushing hard against my clit...moving in an out...up and down.  I slid down against the door.  Now squatting, with knees far apart....closer....closer...faster...OMG...YES.....YES...OMFG.....here it comes..
.
KNOCK....KNOCK....KNOCK!!!!

"What the hell!!!"
"What the HELL!!!...This can't be happening!"

I stood up, faced the door, raised my robe over my shoulders.
Opening the door, I was surprised to see Jeff standing there.

I was panting like a marathon runner.  Sweat was dripping down my hair and chest.  The air was strong with the smell of sweat and sex.

"AH...Oh...wow...Ah...Here you go Mrs. C."  He had some kind of purchase order or something on a clip board.  "Sorry to bother you again."

(If he only knew...Hell If I wasn't married and my baby was asleep...I'd jump him right here and now on the front porch....Hell...Veronica could even join in...and I don't even swing that way....Ok...Maybe I did when I was younger...But those are other stories)

He was looking at my face, into my eyes, down my chest, seeing droplets of water sliding right down the middle of my cleavage.
"Ah...I need you to sign this please.  Before we can order the fabric."
His eyes where not looking in my face anymore.  He kept on looking down on the ground.  I thought it was because he knew what I was doing, just seconds before and was averting eye contact because he was embarrassed.

I opened the glass door and took the clipboard...*pant*pant*pant*.  He handed me a pen.  When I grabbed it, I was barely able to hold it.  My hand and fingers were so slimy.  My love juices made it virtually impossible to sign the piece of paper.  But I managed and gave him back everything.

*Pant*Pant*Pant*..."Here you go....Is there anything else, Jeff?"

"No.  Thank you so much....Ah....for your business."  Still looking down at the ground.  He took his pen, tore off the under copy and handed it to me.  He reached out his right hand and without thinking, I shook his hand.  I could feel my slime squish between my fingers and cover his hand and fingers.  I knew he knew.  I again blushed and smiled.  He looked into my eyes...only for a second...then he looked back down again.

Poor guy, I thought.
He shouldn't be embarrassed.
I'm the one that just...(looking down at myself)...SHIT!!!....OMG...I didn't pull down my robe in the front.

My pussy was on full display.  Lips sticking out like a pair of rooster wattles.
Clit pointing out angrily, pulsing, throbbing.
Love juice covered my small patchy mound plus streaks of it was covering my thighs as it dribbled down my legs.

He wasn't staring down at the ground....Damn...He was  looking at my treasure.  "Shit...Shit...Shit!!"

I looked out through the small window, that's just above the front door and watched as he smelled his fingers.  He began to lick them.

OMG...I was getting HOT just watching him.  As he walked towards his van, I could hear him shout, "Hey...V....You're not gonna believe this, But I have proof.  She was...."
And I couldn't hear anymore as he got further from the house.

Hurriedly I looked for my son.  Found him asleep in his room.  Wow.....Nice...He crawled into his crib.

I tore off my robe, jumped on my bed and diddled myself to multiple orgasm's....till I fell fast asleep.