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The Trouble with John
by kewtieboy (kewtieboy@hotmail.com)
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John is young and good looking and all Carrie's
friends are jealous but John is useless in bed until
the randy husband of one of her friends helps them
out. (MMF, nc, bi, oral)
***
"Men are always horny. Men think below the waistline.
One track mind!"
How I wish that were the case. Now I'm a fairly good
looking girl, 23 year old, 38 inch bust, slim little
waist and legs that go all the way to my feet. I can
usually pull if and when I feel like it. I feel like
it quite a lot but sadly I was slightly restricted in
my pulling!
Nine months ago on a night out with Sara and Gill, my
best friends we were being chatted up by these young
guys. One stood out above the rest and all three of us
were coming on heavy to him. His name was John and he
was an 18 year old, 6 feet 2 inches tall, slim, black
curly haired gorgeous guy. What made him even more
desirable was that he didn't realise how hunky he was
and he was very coy and shy. He spoke quietly but had
a wonderful, quiet sense of humour that worked well in
a one to one conversation but was dwarfed in company.
In many ways he was quite plain but his dark hair,
dark eyebrows, dark eyes and beautiful teeth just made
me melt.
Next day and my cellphone went.
"You're a bitch Carrie Johnston," the voice said.
I recognised the number and the voice of Sara.
"He was absolutely gorgeous and you pulled him without
even trying!"
She was right, of course. He was and I had!
The bit I didn't tell her is that when he walked me
part of the way home, he did no more than peck my
cheek. I so wanted to feel if his cock was big and my
slit was wet with anticipation. The only reward it got
was a bit of diddling with my trusty right index
finger when I got home. I, Carrie Johnston, was used
to getting fucked as and when I wanted it and the
previous night I had wanted it and didn't!
I'm not going to bore you with the details but it took
three long weeks and my flatmate going away for the
weekend before I got him alone and peeled his clothes
off. He stood naked in front of me, his cock half soft
but showing great promise in the size department, his
hairless chest with a few relevant muscles and a red
face as I looked at him.
He wasn't a virgin but the feeling was that what
little sexual training he had had, wasn't well
remembered. His cock was big as it eventually reached
an impressive 7.5 inches long and nicely thick but I
struggled to get off as he thought that sex involved
sticking it in, fucking a few times and shooting his
impressive load into a condom before standing up,
pulling it off and going for a quick shower leaving me
naked on the floor with my gaping cunt looking like
the Mersey Tunnel.
I eventually trained John to improve slightly in his
techniques but much as I found this guy a cute as fuck
and took great delight in showing him off to all my
drooling friends, I wasn't climaxing enough, and in
some cases, at all! John was plain knitting in the
sexual prowess department. The trouble was, he loved
me. He told me often enough and family were starting
to use the "E" word.
"When are you getting engaged then Carrie?" said Mum.
I needed raunch. I needed fucked out of my brains. I
needed dirty, horny sex! This overgrown schoolboy
wasn't giving me it. I either was going to have to
dump him, or try to access his "raunch button."
On a hen party with 10 friends where we stayed away
for a couple of nights, I was picked up by 2 guys in
their late twenties, one slightly balding and with a
little paunch and the other a tall married guy on a
night out with his mate. They both fucked me one after
the other and then again, back in their hotel room. I
came 4 times that night and I then decided I had to do
something with John.
Something happened by accident a few weeks later. My
older sister was celebrating her 25th birthday and as
she lived just outside London it meant John and I
having to stay there for the weekend. A hotel was
going to be expensive but sister Diane had a good
friend Sue and her boyfriend Graeme who agreed to put
us up as they had a two bedroomed flat as opposed to
Diane and her boyfriend's one bedroom one.
Sue was also 25 but Graeme, her boyfriend, was 22 and
rather dishy. Only about 5 feet 8 inches he was a
medium build but all the build was where it should be
and his short, dark hair and light stubble only added
to his sexy looks.
We were to arrive Friday for 3 nights and the first
night was quite literally sitting in at Diane's,
drinking and catching up, all six of us. The three
guys ended up in the kitchen on bottles of Carlsberg
while we girls sipped New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc in
the lounge area. At 2.00 am we decided to call it a
night and headed back, all the worse for wear to
Graeme and Sue's. John was drunker than I had seen him
for some time and was staggering a little on the way
back. We all headed straight to bed.
I had a quick wash and when I got back to the room,
John was splayed start naked on the bed, his cock semi
hard even though he was sound asleep. I closed the
door and stripped looking at his beautiful body and
wondering why he wasn't hornier. On the spur of the
moment, I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth
and started to suck him. He rose surprisingly quickly
and I wondered if he was awake but his breathing
stayed at the same steady pace. Soon he was harder
than I had felt him for some time. And I wondered what
it would be like to fuck him while asleep. I arranged
him straight up and down on the bed and started to
finger myself as I continued to suck his cock. I
lifted his hand and stroked my breast with it.
The time was ripe and I straddled John's prone body
and slowly lowered by wet cunt down straight on to his
shaft. I started very gently and then plunged myself
all the way taking his cock up to the hilt. God it
felt good. I started to ride him up and down, holding
both my breasts as I did so. His cock was so hard and
I was able to withdraw up to the tip and drop down to
take every single inch as I fucked him.
I felt that wonderful warmth slowly creep up my body
and I knew I was going to cum. I focussed on the
sensation his rigid tool was creating in my lower body
and increased my thrusts up and down. A couple of
times John moaned so he was obviously feeling
something. I came with a force I had never felt from
John before and kept thrusting up and down until I
felt spent. As I pulled myself off his body I looked
at his cock, slowly softening and realised John had
cum in me while asleep! I was soaked in sweat.
While we were out together the following day, I told
John what I had done.
"I fucked you while I was asleep?" he said
incredulously.
"Not only that," said I, "You were fucking great and
you came in me."
"Why didn't you waken me?" he asked.
"A, you were pissed and B I was enjoying myself too
much. I'll waken you next time," I said.
The Saturday was Diane's party and that was all. John
drank less due to a hangover and we stayed until
1.30am before leaving and going straight to sleep.
The Sunday was a snack meal for the six of us at
Diane's and we left early (she had work in the
morning) and went back to Sue and Graeme's to continue
drinking into the evening. We ordered some pizza and
at 10.00pm, Sue went off to bed and left John, again a
bit pissed, Graeme and I talking.
"Sue can't take the strain," he said. "Once she's in
bed after a drink it would take an earthquake to waken
her."
I wondered why he was telling me this and then blushed
when I thought what I had done to John while he was in
that condition just a couple of nights before.
By 11:30pm we were all mellow and John was on my left,
Graeme on my right, as we sat on the floor, back to
the sofa, music playing and a drink in our hand. John
had his arm across my shoulders and Graeme his left
hand against my leg.
"He's a lucky guy," Graeme said to me, nodding to
John. "Having a sexy little girl like to to play
with."
His direct sexual comment came out of the blue and
caught me unaware but did get me a little excited.
"Do you stick to your relationship or sometimes play
around a little? Sue and I sometimes dally with an
extra partner or two. It's fun!"
I saw where this might be going and, though I liked
the idea. John looked slightly shocked in his semi-
comatose way! Surprisingly he neither did or said
anything. Graeme took this as some kind of approval
and his hand squeezed my thigh after it had pushed my
skirt up a little. My breath was coming in short
gasps. I was randy, but I wasn't sure this was going
to go much further before John blew his top.
Graeme leaned over me and took John's hand, laying it
on my other thigh. John looked at it, then Graeme and
went back to idly watching television. Graeme pushed
my skirt a little higher and my bottom slid down
slightly meaning my legs opened. As I slid, my skirt
went higher still. Graeme again leaned over and pushed
John's hand further up my leg.
"Can't you see the poor girl's horny for some fun?" he
said to John as though I wasn't there.
I was a little offended that he should assume it but
as he was right, I said nothing. By now my skirt was
so high my panties were showing. Graeme's hand was now
between my legs and his finger was sliding around the
elastic to reach the wet target behind the lace. I
gasped as his finger slid into me. I took John's hand
and squeezed it, lifting it and placing it on top of
Graeme's. Soon I felt the second finger in me. John
was going for it! I couldn't believe my luck!
Graeme had heard the starting pistol as his leg was
now across mine as he undid my blouse and bra, letting
my breasts hang free. His lips caressed and sucked my
nipples while John, his attention now on the scene
unfolding had slightly quickened his fingering pace. I
figured the next stage was going to be embarrassing
with a very hot and horny stranger on one side and my
boyfriend bemused on the other.
I stood up and stripped naked.
"Well, what happens next?" I asked.
Graeme didn't need telling. He stood and stripped to
his CK's in 2 minutes flat, an impressive tent stuck
out through his tight trunks. John stared, not sure
what to do so I took his hand and stood him up. He
towered over both of us as I started to strip him
kissing him as I went. Soon he was standing, stripped
to the waist, jeans at his ankles and at least a semi-
erect cock, obviously not sure if it was going to
switch off or get going.
I knelt and pulled John's briefs down, his cock sprung
out and hung down between his legs as my mouth
engulfed it. It didn't take him long to rise to his
healthy 7.5 inch length. I was aware that another
piece of flesh was prodding my cheek and turned to see
another 7.5 inch cock. This one was even thicker than
John's. I sucked both in turn and then rubbed the
heads of them both together. I felt John shudder as I
did this. He still had said nothing even though Graeme
was making approving sounds.
I stood up and took John's hands, making him caress my
body. He stroked my breasts and eventually leaned over
to suck my nipples. Graeme's finger was inside me
gently stroking me from behind, his hot lips licking
my back and his cock prodding my buttocks. I put my
hand behind me and took his thick hard cock in my
hand, hoping it might soon be inside me. Hoping, too
that John wouldn't suddenly freak out when he saw
another man enter me. John was at last warming up and
had become a little more proactive. He took me and lay
me back on the sofa.
He climbed alongside me and offered his cock to my
mouth. Graeme use the opportunity of open legs and an
exposed vagina, to kneel between them and push his
tongue into me. This was something John was never too
keen on and something I absolutely adored. This man
was an expert and his tongue was diddling inside me
building me gently and giving me tingles along my
whole body. He stretched my legs almost obscenely
apart as he did this and I noted John watching him. I
was also aware that John's cock was like a rod of
iron. I had never felt it so hard. Usually the texture
was slightly spongy even when hard but not tonight.
Graeme then did something that really surprised me.
Well not as much as it surprised John, to be honest.
He reached up to my mouth as I held John's cock and
sucked him, and placed his lips against mine, kissing
the edge of John's cock as he did it. John withdrew
slightly from my mouth I assume to allow Graeme to
kiss me, but Graeme gripped his cock in his hands and
put his mouth straight over it for a few seconds,
before offering it back to me. I sucked, but Graeme
still held John's cock firmly and kept taking the
sucking in turns.
This was new to me, I had never encountered a bi-
sexual man before. The next time Graeme took John's
cock, John rammed it into his mouth, grabbed the back
of his head and started to face fuck him. I had never
seen him so randy.
John's breath was coming in short gasps and when
Graeme eventually let go, John pulled me quite
forcefully, on to the floor and started to position me
for fucking. He opened my legs and though he made a
cursory attempt to enter gently his entry was quite
swift and took my breath away. John and I fucked
bareback. I was on the pill and we had been tested a
few months previously so felt quite safe. John was
fucking me in quite hard thrusts, more manly than I
had ever felt from him. Graeme wasn't finished with
him yet and went behind John, kneeling down and
rimming him.
"Oh my God," said John, "Jeesus Christ that's
amazing!"
At last he spoke!
"I'm gonna cum soon," he said.
"No you fucking ain't," said Graeme, obviously
realising that if John came and the guilt kicked in,
he might not get his hands on the prize – me!
He pulled John off, procured a condom and quickly
stretched it over his cock.
"Watch and enjoy," he said to John and John did just
that.
He sat on the couch as Graeme positioned himself. He
lifted me and turned me into the doggy position,
before feeling for his target and gently pushing his
thick meat into me from the rear. John wanked and
watched. He took it easier than John. I was grateful
for that as his angle of approach was stretching me.
Soon he had a rhythm and was fucking me steadily. His
thick cock was wonderful and I could feel a familiar
tingle bubbling away in the background, promising to
build with Graeme's help into a full blown orgasm
quite easily.
He held my hips and fucked steadily and the slurping
of my juices just added to the eroticism of the sex.
John came to my front and stuck his cock in my mouth,
more gently this time and then he leaned over my head
to caress my lower back, just close to Graeme's hands
on my hips. Graeme grabbed John's head and then,
leaning forward kissed his lips. John recoiled but
Graeme gripped him again and stuck his tongue straight
into John's mouth.
I could hear John making a "Mmmm" sound as though
trying to say, "stop it," but Graeme was having none
of it.
John eventually broke free and wiped his mouth with
the back of his hand.
"That's what swinging is all about John," said Graeme,
not missing a beat with his fucking. "It's a case of
anything goes!"
John said nothing but I was starting to build to an
orgasm. Graeme realised it and started to move gently
around inside me ensuring that his cock head rubbed
against my clitoris.
"Oh fucking Hell," I screamed, as quietly as I could,
aware of the sleeping Sue just down the corridor.
The orgasm was amazing, a warm glow burning throughout
my body. Graeme hadn't cum and pulled out to offer me
to John. John quickly took up position. His entry was
steadier this time and easier too, having been nicely
stretched. He rolled me on to my side and lifting my
right leg entered me from the rear. His cock entry was
easily visible to Graeme who watched from the front,
kneeling to caress my breasts and kiss me.
His hands wandered all over my body, coming to rest
between my legs where his finger teased my clitoris as
John's cock pushed past it on the way inside me. John
was groaning as he fucked, an unusual display of
sexual excitement. Graeme slowly licked his way down
my body until his face was at my crotch and in easy
access of the action. His tongue licked outwards and
started to lick John's cock and my clitoris at the
same time. He held John's balls as he lowered his lips
and tongue to lick them.
"Fucking Hell!," exclaimed John and I felt the muscle
inside me flex and pump as his cum emptied inside me
with John thrusting hard as he pushed as much of his
cock inside while he orgasmed.
His cock slurped out in a sea of cum and Graeme
eagerly took it in his mouth licking it dry like a
hungry beast. John looked a little embarrassed but
gave Graeme a few moments of hungry feeding before
gently pulling his cock away. Graeme, his cock still
condom covered and brick hard, opened my legs, laid me
on my back and pushed his cock easily inside me into
the sea of semen dripping out of my cunt and used it
as lube while he fucked me hard.
I came again with Graeme's enthusiastic fucking and it
took him no more than five minutes before I felt the
familiar muscle throb and more cum pumping into me,
albeit within the safety of a latex covering.
I was glad Sue hadn't woken even though she might have
been ok with this going on, I didn't want to look as
though I was a slut seducing her boyfriend. We partly
dressed, and made idle chat for a few minutes before
retiring to bed. John snuggled up tight to me that
night briefly asking if I was all right.
"All right?" I thought. I had just had one of the best
fucks of my life so I should say I was all right!
You want to know that John and I went on to having
wild sexual threesomes and parties but I just couldn't
get him to keep up with my appetite and when we went
back to having sex together, he found the missionary
position really good. He told me the session we had
with Graeme had blown his mind but it was strange he
never wanted it blown again. He did say that the most
exciting part had been watching me being "abused" by
another man. I allowed it to happen once more where we
picked up a guy and he fucked me royally while John
watched. John again had been really excited and fucked
me wonderfully after the guy went but I needed more
from him when we were together so that the threesomes
were the cream on the cake and not just the cake.
So we drifted apart and now I can be the slut I want
to be without feeling guilty. I have Graeme to thank
for that and I assume John probably had the one and
only exciting sex session of his life.
END
kewtieboy@hotmail.com
www.kewtieboy.blogspot.com
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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