Volunteer of the month - chapters 1 to 6 - Sex Stories

Volunteer of the month - chapters 1 to 6

... me into anything further. Although, it was not like I would mind fucking him again. John was quite a lover.

I pulled into the driveway and went inside the house. It was dark and quiet. I found Frank sitting in the living room with a half-finished bottle of scotch in front of him. He stood up shakily as I entered the room. I knew I looked like I had been road hard and put up wet, but he and I needed to talk without delay. I would clean up later. Even in his drunken condition, Frank could tell immediately that I had not been ‘shopping’.

I gave Frank a quick summary of where I had been and why I could not tell him about it before I left. Frank was relieved but upset that my boss, John, had taken advantage of the situation and ‘made’ me fuck the dog again. I skipped over the details of my session with Spirit, and instead focused on the part about John fucking me too. It was important not to keep this part of the story from Frank, and to reassure him that we did not need to worry about the security footage. So, as I continued telling Frank about the rest of my evening at the kennel, he began to have a change in his attitude. He asked what it was like to suck John’s dick, and then to fuck him. When I told Frank that John fucked my ass, he went silent. Frank sat there, now realizing that a dog and another man had each fucked my ass and he still has never gotten to. Instead of being angry with me, he was angry with himself. “What a wimp, what a fucking loser I am. Everyone gets ...

... to do you in the ass, but I am not man enough to even try”.

That was too much for me to take. I pushed Frank backward on the couch and began kissing him passionately. “Frank, you are the most important thing in my life. I want to please you. You can fuck me any way you want, any time you want”. I stood up and peeled off my dress and began kissing Frank again. I worked my way down his chest, undoing his shirt as I went. I unbuckled his pants and slid them off him. His hard-on bobbed out of his boxers and I latched onto it with my wet lips. I suddenly was ravenous to have him.

After we were both naked, Frank pushed me down where my knees were on the floor but my chest was on the couch cushion. He got behind me and began feverishly licking my sore butt hole. His tongue felt marvelous against my hole. His fingers explored my pussy lips and he slipped two into me, curling them at the right angle to tickle my G-spot. He forced his tongue back inside my asshole, which was still gaping from John’s prick being in there. Frank’s soft, tender tongue made me completely forget my soreness. I felt a climax creeping up on me but wanted Frank inside my ass before I came. I looked back over my shoulder and pleaded “Fuck me, Frank. Take my ass. It is yours”.

Frank grunted in agreement and shifted his position so he could use what he had always wanted. Frank’s tonging had gotten me all slicked up. He lined up behind me. I felt the head of his dick lightly touching my rectum. I held my ...