I Did Not Die But I Am Not Alive But I Still Live On

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die. But I Am Not Alive I Am Just Free As The Wind So Yes I Did Not Die I Was Set Free To Fly.


Live Your Life

Stop believing to what other people tell you
Because nobody can make the choices or decisions
For you to begin with. Have trust in your own blue
And stormy sky. Have faith in your own visions
Of what you want your life to be like because it
It your life and nobody else’s. You are made
To stumble, fall and make mistakes. Do not fit
In and be just like everybody else. You are frayed
Around the edges, but that is perfectly okay
Because life is not neat. Live your life your way.

Helping Hand

You’re going through a lot and it’s written all over your face
I genuinely care for you and nothing that I do or say is fake
The look in your eyes never lies and shows that you’re tired
They’re the windows to our soul that usually expose our desires
So if there’s anything I can do to help uplift you just holla at a dude
You put your faith in GOD to do the job but just know I’m here for you too
We all need a helping hand to help us stand and this I wholeheartedly understand
I’ve myself gone through hell that most can’t tell but it’s made me a stronger man
This isn’t about me but I just want you to see that I overstand life’s journey
The trials and tribulations that we all be facing sometimes makes it hard to breathe
So the purpose of this is to send you a virtual kiss on your forehead
When you need someone to lean on during your storm then I am here

Loving My Daughter ( In Ways That I Never Thought Was Possible)

All characters are/were over 18 at the times of portrayal.


My wife Andy changed when our daughter became a teenager; I think she thought Janet had become a rival to her. Andy became so dark and spiteful. Things came to a head when Andy became violent with Janet when She was fifteen. Andy tried to strike at her daughter, but Janet youthful reflexes enabled her to push her mother away.

Unfortunately Andy was in the direction of a flight of stairs . . .

Andy survived, but from her hospital bed she set the police on Janet  was taken into custody and I first visited my daughter to comfort her, then to my lawyers and thirdly to the hospital to serve my wife with divorce papers, then back to Janet

I did what I could for Janet but I’m not a lawyer and I’m not rich; the court ended up sending her down for four years, to a young offenders’ institution. I visited regularly and she seemed to be doing okay there. At the very least she kept her head down, finished her schooling inside and got time off for good behaviour.

Janet release came just after her eighteenth birthday, which I was glad about; since any longer and she would have been sent on to a normal prison. We met in the release room, where she signed for her things and her parole.

She hugged me tight for what seemed like an hour; I felt the form of an adult woman pressing against me, where I had only been used to a child before. She was still shorter than me, but she had grown up.

Janet was quiet during the car ride home, except to ask where we were going; I explained I’d moved house, gotten a two-bedroom place for us since the divorce. When we arrived I showed her around and she remained quiet. It was only after I commented that her room was smaller than her old one that she whispered warmly that it was perfect and she hugged me again, pressing her face into my chest and she cried.

I let my daughter get it out; the mass of bottled up emotions she had been concentrating within her. Not letting go of me she sobbed as she told all of her fears, the possibility that I might abandon her, that she might go back to prison, that she had no future, that her mother might come back . . .

(Of course she wouldn’t know that her mother could never come back. A couple of years ago during the divorce she had shown up drunk and tried to attack me. I lost my temper and snapped her neck. I threw her body off of a bridge and with the alcohol in her blood the coroner concluded suicide. I kept all of it from Janet for her mental safety.)

I pulled Janet  off of me and looked her in the eyes. I said that I would be there for her, for as long as I lived, unconditionally. I told her I loved her more than any other person. Jess replied likewise and said she owed me everything.

That evening we had a takeaway and just watched TV together, enjoying each other’s company. I decided to turn in and Janet followed me up.


I was just falling asleep when I heard my bedroom door open. “Daddy, are you asleep?” (Janet had been calling me ‘Dad’ since she was ten, but on seeing me today she had gone back to ‘Daddy’.)

“Not quite, darling, is something the matter?” I asked in the dark.

“I don’t want to be on my own tonight.” She said nervously. “Daddy?”

“Okay.” I replied “It’s a bit of a shock being on your own again isn’t it, having a room to yourself again? Still you’re a grown woman now; just this once, darling.” I lifted up the covers on my bed and I heard her shuffle over until she found the bed in the blackness.

Janet climbed onto the bed and slid in between the sheets. Her hands and legs found my body and she pulled herself against me. “That’s nice.” She said softly as her head rested on my shoulder.

Something was amiss, I felt. Suddenly it came to me and my hand instinctively felt across, feeling only hot skin, not fabric. “Janet, are you wearing pyjamas?”

“Oh Daddy” she giggled. “I’m completely naked. Why don’t you take your ‘jammies off too?” I could feel her hands now feeling over my chest. This wasn’t the touch of a child, it was the touch of an adult; a lover?

“Janet; what are you doing?!” I said with a sense of urgency at the boundary my eighteen year old daughter seemed to be intent on bending, if not outright crossing.

“This is the only way I can thank you, Daddy. I’m here to give you what a man needs.”

“No!” I cried out and reached for the bedside lamp. We both squinted as it suddenly illuminated the scene, I lifted myself to a sitting position. “You don’t need to thank me at all. And I’m your father, this is just wrong. This isn’t how we should be.”

Janet looked at me pleadingly. She was sitting up too, holding the duvet to cover her chest. “But Daddy, I want to. All the time I was inside, you were the one who gave me hope; you gave me the strength to keep going. All I could think about was you, alone out here. Now I’m out, we’re together. We’re both adults. I even kept my virginity inside, to save myself for you.”

“Look darling, I think you’ve got things mixed up; one thing that should be two. I’m your father; I’m here to protect and support you. There will be another man out there for you to find; someone your age with whom you can fall in love with and build a future together.”

“Daddy; but what about your future? I want us to be together.”

“I’ll support you until you find your Way, and I’ll always be here just in case.” I was looking at my daughter torn between the image before me of a naked nymph in my bed, and the person that was my child. I was tempted certainly but I had to think of her actual needs first. “I can’t be your lover too, I’m your father.”

“I don’t care. You’re the only man in my life; I want to give you everything. I’ve had almost three years to think about this and my mind is made up.” Janet said, deliberately dropping the duvet to show off her pert breasts.

One of her legs was wrapped around mine. My cock was erect from the stimulation of her touch and view. She pulled away the duvet and took hold of my cock through my pyjamas.

I reached out and grasped her wrist. “No!” I said firmly.

“Trust me.” Janet replied.

I can’t explain it; my grip slackened and I let go of her wrist. She opened my pyjama Fly and pulled my cock out. I don’t know why I let her, but I felt I couldn’t move, like I was only a spectator as she crossed the line into incest.

“It’s so beautiful, Daddy; your cock is gorgeous.” Janet said, in quiet awe. “It’s better than I imagined, so much.”

I watched as her dainty hands grasped it while her body re-oriented. She stroked my cock a couple of times, which felt amazing, and then she plunged her mouth onto it, taking my eight inches deep into her throat.

Despite my pseudo-paralysis I was trying to stop her, but the moment I felt the tightness of her throat around my cockhead; I gave up and accepted it. Partially because my mind was now flooded with both hormones and a single question; where the fuck did she learn to do that????!

Janet must have read my mind as she came up for air “I did it Daddy! I practiced on Kealy’s dildo for months, to be able to deepthroat you! But a lump of silicon isn’t a cock; I didn’t know for sure until now! Woo!”

And to prove it wasn’t a fluke, she did it again; sinking her head down over my cock until I felt it bending with the shape of her throat as her lips kissed my crotch around the base of my cock.

She came up again and looked frustratedly at my cock. “Daddy, I so want to make you cum and swallow your cream, but I’m going to have to do that another time.” My teenage daughter turned to look at me. “Daddy? Can you take my virginity now please?”

I took a deep breath; this was all happening so fast. “Honey, are you sure this is what you want? I don’t want to hurt you. We shouldn’t be doing this!”

“I’m an adult now. I know exactly what I want. It’s not something normal, but I don’t care.” Janet said indignantly.

“I’ve been an adult for a lot longer; I wish I always knew exactly what I wanted.” I replied honestly.

“You haven’t been stuck inside with nothing to do but think about it, Daddy! I need you to take me, take my virginity and claim me as your lover.” Janet raised herself onto her knees and took my hands, pulling me up too.

I watched as she laid down on her back, her gorgeous flawless naked teenage body on display for me.

I knew I couldn’t deny either of us this so I climbed over her, my rock hard cock rubbing her belly as I placed my legs between hers. I moved down the bed, kissing her all the way down and sucking her nipples in turn.

“Just fuck me, Daddy!” She cried as I lavished attention on her body.

“No darling. Not this first time; . . . losing your virginity . . . can’t be the result . . . of a quick fuck. First I’m going . . . to taste you” I said as I reached her shaven sex. I cupped my mouth onto her wet snatch and probed inward with my tongue. The taste was unbelievable; I had found the ultimate flavour.

“Oh God! Daddy!!” Janet gasped as I licked her out “Yes, yes, lick my Pussy ,Daddy! It’s yours; all yours!”

Her hands pressed my head against her. A part of my mind was still incredulous; this was my little girl I was eating out; and yet now I was doing it, it didn’t feel wrong. We had simply found the ultimate way to express our love. I was eager now to take her; but this was my girl’s first time, so I took my time eating her out. Janet was already nice and wet but I was also enjoying her sweet virgin nectar.

It was also a massive turn on to know I was not the first person to eat her; how many lovers had she had on the inside? One thing was certain; they would have all been hot teenage girls just like her . . .

“Daddy! Daddy! Daddeeee!” She cried “I’m cumming!”

As she screamed out, her nectar flooded out. My little girl was obviously a squirter, very sexy. I drank it down and continued tonguing her pussy and rubbing her clit with my nose. The pressure from her hips was massive as her body clenched in her climax, my hands kept my head from being crushed.

As she descended from her orgasmic high I stopped licking and brought my head up. “Now you’re ready.” I declared.

“Yes, Daddy. Please fuck me. My body belongs to you now.”

“I love you Baby.” I said as I climbed over her. Any lingering doubts about the incestuous act I was about to commit had long faded. My daughter was now a grown woman; she had adult needs now.

“Daddy, please fuck me” Janet repeated “I know it’ll hurt but I have to have you inside me, so much!”

She is so beautiful beneath me. Her body is perfect and screams to be fucked. My cock is harder than I’ve ever known it, almost painfully engorged ready to serve my daughter. I guide it to her petal-like lips and slide it into her 

“Slowly please Daddy!” She cautions breathlessly, experiencing her pussy filling up for the first time.

“Trust me honey.” I replied, already going as slowly as I dared. She was very tight but so hot and wet; I was resisting plunging in, but only just; the last thing I wanted was to hurt her. I realised this was the thing about incest; we already had such a deep love and caring bond with each other that sex was simply a step further.

“I can feel you; you’re on my hymen. I’m ready Daddy; break through!” Janet said gasping as her vagina gripped the tip of my cock. “I need you in deep!”

I could feel it too. “How do you want it honey? Fast or slow?”

“Slow please Daddy, make me a woman now please!”

I added force and could feel it stretching.

“It hurts Daddy! It’s so painful.” My daughter cried out.

“Stop?” I asked, worried.

“No! Just fucking do it!” Janet screamed through the pain.

I pulled back a bit, and then plunged deep into my daughter, bottoming out inside; my balls slapping on her arsehole outside.

Janet eyes went wide “Fucking, fuck, fuck, fuck!” she screamed.

I held still, not wanting to hurt her any more.

After a few seconds, Janet looked up directly at me, grimacing. “Daddy, it still hurts but I think I’m ready now to get fucked.”

“Not fucked, darling. Loved.” I corrected her as I slowly pistoned in and out of her tight pussy. “I’m making love to you, my angel.” And I kissed her.

Janet responded to the kiss and our tongues soon met, sloshing together as we kissed passionately as we coupled. The kiss was broken as she orgasmed, gasping for breath as her body fluttered beneath me.

I slackened my effort as I waited for her to finish, my cock gently sliding in and out of her tight hot wet spasming quim. I want to make it last but my daughter was too tight a fit. I pulled out and let Her recover.

After a minute her eyes opened “Why did you stop Daddy?”

I kissed her again, still holding my body over hers. “I’d have cum, darling, and you wouldn’t have been able to enjoy it.”

Janet looked down At her body at my still erect cock. “You’re all . . . bloody.”

“Yeah, that’s what happens when you shove something through a tissue membrane. Take a good look angel; that was the only time I want to see you bleed. Are you ready to keep going?”

“Can I be on top, Daddy? Oooh!” She asked and squealed as I responded, dropping my body onto hers, wrapping my arms around her; and rolling us on the bed.

“How’s that?” I asked, now lying on my back with her on top of me.

“Fun!” Janet replied as I released her from our embrace and she rose up over me. “I can’t believe I’m doing this! Again!” she said as she manoeuvred her hips over me, aligning her pussy over my cock.

I just laid there and let her handle me into docking angle. I was watching the look of concentration on her face.

She sighed as she lowered herself, embedding my bloody cock back inside her. “Ahhh, that’s better. That’s where your cock belongs, Daddy; in my Pussy. I was made to fit it.”
“It certainly is a tight fit darling.” I observed.

“Exactly!” She said, starting to bounce on me.

The delay had relaxed me and so we were fucking for a while. I loved watching her pert breasts bouncing and I held her hips with my hands, giving her a little help and steadiness.

“This is it Daddy, this is what I dreamed of when I was inside, I was riding my Daddy’s big cock; he was filling me up and fucking me!”

“I’m nearly there darling. Tell me who you belong to?” I asked.

“I belong to you Daddy; I’m Daddy’s little bisexual fucking slut!”

“So  fucking right!” I agreed and used my hands to ram her down upon me, my cock deep inside my daughter’s vagina as my orgasm hit and I fired up into her.

“You’re cumming Daddy! Aaah! I feel it hitting my insides!” Janet cried out “I’m cumming too Daddy! You’re too fucking gooooooooooood!”

I pulled her upper body down and held her body against mine as the last of my cum deposited inside my daughter. Her nipples were like bullets, indenting into my chest.

Janet raised her head once her orgasm finished and looked at me.

I broke the silence that had followed our orgasms. “I love you darling.”

“Love you too.” Replied Janet and we lightly kissed. “I meant what I said, Daddy; I belong to you now.”

“At least until we find you a nice boy your own age, darling. I can give you what you need for the now, but you need someone for your future.”

“The future can wait Daddy. I’ve got you back and I’m happy with now.” Janet said and slipped herself off me and laid her body beside mine, with her head on my chest. “Now is everything I need.”

I put one arm around her and the other pulled a sheet over us. We talked, basking in the afterglow of sex and feeling completely close to each other.

“What made you start thinking about us, sexually?” I asked, curious.

“Well, girls talk a lot. I learned so much in that place. A good number of the girls had been abused by their families; I mean sexually; some actually enjoyed it, most didn’t. One thing got me thinking; how could a father rape his own daughter? It seemed so evil at first. I thought of us in that situation; if you had forced yourself on me . . .”

“I would never do that!” I interjected.

“Oh Daddy, I know. But it turned me on; the idea of you taking me for your own pleasure. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted it. But I knew you wouldn’t do it, because you love me; I had to give myself to you first.” Janet explained. “I realised it was what was missing from both our lives and it would make you happy, and me too. Look Daddy, I really don’t want this to be a one-time thing.”

I stared at her. “Honey, what we’ve done is wrong and probably illegal too. But damn society, I’ve never felt closer to you. As long as you want to make love, well; I want to too.” I pulled her to me and we kissed again. “Besides, I own you now.” I added lightly.

“Yes, Daddy; I’m yours.” She replied seriously.

After a while, Janet lifted herself up and asked “Are you tired?”

“Not really, darling; you don’t have to go or anything.” I replied, looking up at her.

Janet played with my chest hair. “No, Daddy. First; I’m never leaving your bed. Second; I want to fuck again.”

“I wish I had your youthful energy, darling. I think I can manage another go. What do you want to do?” I loved her energy and realised I was going to be kept very fit; just from fucking my teenage daughter, or the exertion could kill me . . .

Janet looked at me with a mischievous glint in her eye “Would you like to fuck my arse, Daddy? I’m not a virgin back there, but I’m still nice and tight.”

“Who on Earth have you been having anal sex with?” I asked incredulously.

Janet smiled “Oh Daddy, don’t worry; yours will be the first real cock in my arse. When I was inside we . . . well, all the girls, we . . . well, fucked like rabbits! Strap-ons, toys, fingers and licking each other! When you lock a load of horny teenage girls up together; that’s what happens. But I wanted to save my pussy for you, so when I got initiated I sacrificed my other cherry instead.” She giggled “Turns out I like anal, so it wasn’t too much of a bother. Where do you keep the lube?”

“Lube?” I said blankly. “Err, I haven’t got any.”

“Oh my poor Daddy; all this time you’ve had no-one to love you; no-one whose arse needed fucking regularly. Don’t worry, you can get me nice and slippery with your tongue and I’ll then do the same to you.”

I got up and had her lay on the centre of the bed. I pushed her legs up until her knees were at her ears, exposing both her holes. I had her hold her legs in place and I went for a damp wash cloth.

Returning, I washed the entrances to my daughter’s holes and then my cock.

I discarded the cloth and bent down to get personal with her vagina again. She writhed as I ate her out. “Daddy, my arse, fuck my arse” she moaned.

“Patience, angel.” I replied and continued to tongue her cunt for a short while. Then I moved down her perineum and latched onto her arsehole with my mouth. I made as much saliva as I could and spat it into her rosebud and licked around it, enjoying her anal flavour at the same time.

Then I moved up over her, aligning my cock with her mouth. “Give it a good wet suck darling” I instructed, lowering my erect cock into her mouth. It felt heavenly as my daughter blew me but I regretfully pulled out.

I moved back down until our faces were level. “Ready?” I asked.

“Fuck me, Daddy!” She replied and we kissed for a moment then I aligned my cock.

I pressed against her anus, while watching her face for expressions of pain.

“Put it inside!” She moaned softly.

I pressed forward and felt her anus slide around my cock.

“Go deep, Daddy! You’re filling me up!” she exhorted as I continued to slide in. My cock felt like it was being crushed, but I could feel it was Janet skilful use of her muscles rather than her arse being unaccustomed to penetration.

I bottomed out, my balls resting against her. Janet relaxed her legs, letting them press against my shoulders

Did She Know?

My girlfriend Zoe knew it turned me on to know she made others horny and I had mentioned this, more so in drunken texts, than anything else. Of course I didn’t want her cheating. But, whatever did happen it would be an experience as a couple and both hopefully getting pleasure out of it. It was more the thought of her pleasuring another cock that got me going, a strange cock, so not someone we knew or local to the area we lived in. A Gloryhole experience was the ultimate fantasy but not really a possibility as I can’t say they are as well known in England it seems. Anyway, there was no rush for anything so we carried on with our varied sex sessions as usual.

So, we had our first short trip away from home. Two nights in a fairly remote part of Ireland for my Cousins wedding. A chance to relax, drink plenty, as with all Irish weddings, and in a nice plush hotel, with a big shower & bed so we could get some serious sex in the new surroundings.

We flew over on the Friday afternoon and after getting acquainted with the hotel it was straight out for something to eat & some warm up drinks in a few of the towns pubs. It was her first Irish wedding and I’d warned her that the drinking can become relentless so to take it easy as the rounds can flow & drinks passed to you even when you haven’t asked for another, but that’s what I love about them personally! It was always the case that everyone said they would ‘take it easy’ the night before but that was never the case, so a hopefully mild hangover, was going to be the case in the morning.

By midnight we were back at the hotel bar for the accustomed ‘one for the road’ drink. But we’d already decided between us, both feeling horny of course, that an early exit was in order. It had been a long day, so that and the effects of the alcohol, meant a ‘quickie’ was in order tonight before we got some much needed rest in preparation for wedding festivities tomorrow.

The alarm went at half 8 and we had both managed to sleep through which was a result as a long day/night lay ahead. Breakfast was served until 10am so of course we had some time to make use of the large shower. She pulled me by the cock into the bathroom, flicking the shower on to get it to the optimum temperature, she was on her knees in a flash, working my head with her cute tongue and mouth. I could have quite easily cum, she knows how to perfectly with that mouth but she really needed cock inside her before breakfast. So, ushering her up, we stepped into the shower. It was divine. She immediately leaned forward, holding the rail with one hand, head pressed lightly on the tiles, reaching back with the other for the hardness she needed. She had it, ‘her cock’ as she calls it, and in one swift movement I was balls deep inside her. Her fingers were straight to massaging her clit, she needed to cum and as fast as possible. I got into a rhythm, the water direction meaning I was looking down which of course I preferred. Seeing her pussy engulf all of me, I lightly rubbed her inviting asshole. A butt plug would have been our preference but we hadn’t packed any sex toys, just a blindfold and arm ties to possibly be used tonight. Her heavy breathing and moaning signified she was close. She slammed back onto my length, furiously rubbing herself and with my thumb in her rear she came hard. Her hand moved to my tight balls, cupping and massaging them expertly as ever, I shuddered too a climax filling her with my cum. Now we set for the day ahead!

The Wedding was done in the afternoon & after some food, speeches & steady(ish) drinking we returned to the room to freshen up for the night ahead. She had her ‘night’ dress laid out ready and knew that I would want her in the full stockings & suspenders attire to compliment the dress.

The night went on with the usual Irish craic, plenty of Guinness and shorts were being consumed. After a few hours we took a few minutes out of the main room and were sitting by reception. I was getting horny again but there was no escaping early, it’s not the done thing so I wouldn’t even suggest it. My hand wandered up her leg during some tongue tennis, feeling her stocking top. I pulled away & kissed her neck, momentarily looking up and catching the lad behind reception on his own, probably in his early twenties, staring straight between her legs. I looked away and wondering if he was still getting an eyeful, pulled her legs apart a bit more giving him that perfect view. I glanced back and he was indeed engorged in the free show I was putting on, now all for his benefit. I hoped his cock was hard at the sight and would have continued but we were suddenly disturbed and she pushed my hand away. Walking past on the way back to the main hall I caught his eye and smiled, he coyly smiled back and the seed was set in my mind.

It was after 2AM and the main hall had shut but this didn’t mean the drinking had. A separate bar room was opened to all guests of the hotel & it was starting to fill up. We were both drunk, who wasn’t!, but not to the point of falling over so I suggested one more in the side bar & then too bed. I mentioned the blindfold & restraints upstairs and she was very keen on that idea.

Well obviously the last pint turned into three & another short. I told her we’ll make a sneaky move after this one and went to the toilet which was by reception. On returning I saw the lad who had been ogling her earlier. Feeling brave, in no doubt due to the drink, I made my way to the desk and asked him how he was & did he enjoy the view earlier. Surprising me, he confidently said he did indeed & said how lucky I was to have her. I agreed completely and then in a purely spontaneous act I asked him for a pen & paper. Looking quizzical at me, I wrote down our room number and told him to give it at least half & If he was interested in a closer look to come up. He advised me he was on the over night shift but did get a break shortly but had to be careful as fraternising with the guests was forbidden. I assured him if he kept his mouth shut I would to, and with that, I walked back to the bar.

Soon as I returned, I gave her a kiss and said let’s go. We somehow managed to sneak off, avoiding anymore chance of another drink being offered.
As we walked past reception he was no longer there. We headed for the lift and once inside immediately set about each other. Her hands were grabbing at my cock & mine at her breasts, our tongues entwined, before the bing of the lift broke our concentration.

We got through the door and she headed for the bathroom giving me time to put the door on the latch, switch the television on for some background noise and get the blindfold & restraints out of the suitcase. Suddenly, I was somewhat sobering up. Would he arrive, I was edging on the side of no but time would tell.

She came out of the bathroom, naked but for her stockings & suspenders, and slightly swaying as she headed for me by the side of the bed. She questioned why I wasn’t naked as I started to place the blindfold on her, giggling as I did. I put the arm restraints on & tied them to the metal bed frame.
Her chest heaving & nipples fully erect, I moved between her legs, leaning down to suck and slightly bite them just as she liked.

Just at that point, and slightly noticeable above the sound of the music playing on the television, I looked to my left to see he had entered the room. My heart rate quickened. As dorky looking as he was, he looked quietly confident. I put my finger to my lips, he needed to be silent of course, and ushered him too the side of the bed. In moments his trousers and boxers were down and I could see his erection despite just the faint lamp & television being the only light in the room. He had a big bulbous head, just like myself. His cock wasn’t as thick as mine but beat me in length if I’m honest.

I moved back & guided him forward towards her head. Then at that moment, he pushed himself towards her willing mouth, holding his hard length, her tongue darting forward to take a strange cock, licking his obvious pre cum, as she worked his shaft unable to touch of course due to the restraints. I backed off & unashamedly started wanking myself at the sight, pre-cum already leaking from me.

After a few minutes, and getting the feeling he wasn’t gonna last long, I moved forward to pull him away slightly & asked her what she wanted. ‘I need cock inside of me’ was her adamant reply.
Backing off again, he positioned himself between her wide legs. All his Birthdays had come at once he no doubt thought. A stunning woman, stocking clad legs wide open and the most inviting, wet pussy you could hope for.
He rubbed the head of his long cock against my girlfriends opening and slipped straight in.
I moved over to get the view I craved and he wasn’t taking it easy from the off, thrusting into her balls deep. He leaned forward to get those hard nipples in his mouth, licking and sucking them. Her drunken moans and the sight of his big cock covered in all her juices now had me wanking furiously.

She wrapped her stockinged legs around him, mouth wide open as if ready to cum on his length and at that point I unashamedly released my load all over the edge of the bed, cumming in droves, my groans all but covered by the music playing in the background. He looked towards me & gave a smug grin at the pervert beside him.
Turning back briefly, It seemed like seconds later that said, ‘I’m gonna cum’. And she did just as he let out an unfamiliar grunt to her & came hard and deep inside her pussy, thrusting on and on as to make sure she got all his fresh spunk. I doubt he’d ever felt that rush before.

Pulling out, he cheekily wiped his cum covered cock on her stocking top and backed away.
I moved to her right against the bed and leaned down too kiss her. It was then she said the words I wasn’t expecting, ‘clean me up with your tongue please’. Well, we had spoken about this before, and how I’d like to do this sometime, but it wasn’t my load inside of her! But what could I do, and of course the days drinking helped numb any thought process, so I positioned myself between her legs. I looked behind and he had already vanished thankfully. I tentatively licked her stocking top where he had wiped their combined juices and, feeling around them with both hands, I licked her opening all the way up, cum spewing into my mouth. He had indeed filled her up! Strangely getting into it, I cleaned up as much as I could then moved up to kiss her again, exchanging fluids with our tongues. Both now spent we fell asleep quickly, bodies entwined.

I awoke before the alarm, my cock feeling like a piece of iron and seriously requiring a quick release. There was only one place it was heading so seeing her leaning slightly on her side I reached down and began massaging her clit. Luckily she was already wet, probably still a combination of last nights events and that was turning me on immensely. I rubbed the head up and down her slit and she awoke. ‘Morning!’, I said. ‘I’m still tired’ she responded, followed by ‘And you’re still horny’. ‘Uh huh’, I said as I entered her, reclaiming what was mine. I wasn’t going to last long and she knew it. She looked me in the eyes and reached below to cup my balls. The build up was quick, and her comment of ‘give it to me baby, cum for me’, sent me over the edge. She was full again.

Our lift to the airport was at 11am so we had time for another hearty breakfast and to say goodbye to anyone we could see milling about. Passing reception to the breakfast room I glanced over, but there was no sign of him. It didn’t matter, I had no interest in him and he had served his purpose. Presumably he had finished his shift now and was at home wanking to the memory of last night. I couldn’t blame him and It was certainly going to be used for many a play session going forward for both of us no doubt.

Breakfast and goodbyes finished we made our way to reception to hand the door card in. There were two girls behind the counter and as we made pleasantries, he suddenly made an appearance from the door behind, smiling like the cat that got the cream. We both thanked them for the overall service and he coyly remarked, ‘You’re both very welcome’. With that we exited the hotel.

Walking down the steps towards the taxi rank her hand reached back, grabbing my cock and squeezing it. Turning her head slightly she said, ‘Happy now?’. I didn’t respond, just smiled thinking to myself, did she know?

Thorw Away The Pain And Fears Of Yesterday

Breathe in the fresh air,
Put your mind at ease.
Let down your hair,
Let it flow in the breeze.

Let your eyes wander
To all the beauty to be seen.
If those toxic thoughts you still do ponder,
Then let out a scream.

Scream until the pain is gone,
Until you’re no longer feel afraid.
Open your eyes to a new dawn,
Let the darkness fade.

No longer compare yourself
Or your flaws to others’ perfections.
Take the negativity off the shelf,
Focus on your direction.

Pick the sadness up off the floor,
Sweep it into the wind.
Close the door on self-hatred,
Never let it back in.

For the lies it would often tell you,
You will no longer agree.
Happiness and love are what you should hold onto,
They are whom you should give the key.

Pay no attention to the toxic thoughts,
Listen to those who adore everything you are.
Overthinking was what you once were taught,
But now those thoughts you put in a jar.

Focus on your goals,
Never lose your fight.
It’s time to open new scrolls,
Everything will be alright.