Date: Sat, 29 Aug 2015 18:24:22 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Into the Woods Part 11 Into the Woods (part 11) This story was inspired by the real life experiences of a deceased friend. There was a woods near him that he called the "rape woods", where he would go and be gang banged. This is a work of fiction, dedicated to my friend Phil. –––––––––––––––––––– I called Eleanor as I had promised. She was glad to hear from me, and said she wasn't sure I would call. She invited me over for dinner that night and I accepted. After work I drove to Eleanor's house and she greeted me. She was wearing only a robe and slippers. Her hair was made up nicely and she wore tasteful makeup. For an older women (perhaps late 50's) she looked pretty good. "I really prefer nudity here," Eleanor said, "do you mind undressing, please?" I agreed and began to undress. Eleanor slipped off her robe to reveal a very nice body indeed! Her breasts were full, with big nipples, but not sagging at all. He hips were nicely rounded – nothing boney about this lady! My interest must have been showing, as I was already semi-erect. Eleanor approached me and took my cock in her hand, squeezing gently. I moaned and she immediately pressed her mouth to mine. Instinctively my tongue entered her mouth and we were kissing like lovers. For a guy not interested in women I was really getting into this! My hands ran over her soft skin on her back and down to her ample round buns. I turned her around and cupped both of her breasts in my hands while I kissed her ears and neck, and then down her back. I knelt down and I kissed down her back. I playfully licked the top of her crack and then kissed each cheek, and then licked her crack from bottom to top, but just on the surface, not sure about going deeper. "I'm clean, dear boy," she said, "so please continue." I did, reminded of how much I liked Mary's ass. Eleanor's was similar, but she was a genetic woman. I put my hands on Eleanor's hips and licked her crack, bottom to top, deeper this time. Like Mary, Eleanor reached back and spread her cheeks, knowing exactly what she wanted. Her rosebud was just as pretty and inviting as any of the girls I had rimmed – not what I expected from a woman her age. I kissed her and she moaned load enough for anyone else in the house to hear. My tongue entered her and she began to finger herself. I darted my tongue in and out as she worked herself to climax. She let out a small scream as she climaxed. As Eleanor stepped away from me I saw a man sitting in a chair, stroking his hard cock. Eleanor said, "Oh my, introductions are in order. Bill, this is my husband Ray – Ray, this is Bill, the young cocksucker I told you about." "Hello Bill," said Ray, "I see you do more than suck cock!" "Since I'm already on my knees," I answered, "why not come over and let me greet you properly?" Ray quickly agreed and soon his cock was in my mouth. It was big, but I could handle it easily enough. I took him into the back of my mouth and made swallowing motions, which many men find very exciting. Ray seemed to as well, and soon he was moaning aloud like Eleanor had. Eleanor was kneeling next to me, handling Ray's balls. "I'm coming," cried Ray, and filled my mouth with his seed. He continued to pump and I swallowed to keep up. He thanked me and stepped back. I said, "thank you, and thanks to Eleanor for the assist!" "I think we work well together," Eleanor said. Looking at Ray she said, "Ray, don't be such a prude - take your clothes off!" Ray complied, and we all stood there naked. "Dinner is almost ready," said Eleanor, "so go get cleaned up if you like. After dinner we can play some more." During dinner Eleanor asked me a number of very personal questions. Ray told her it was rude, but I said I didn't mind. I told her that she was the first genetic woman I had really been with, except for fleeting contacts. I told her about the Tgirls which interested both her and Ray. She asked how many blowjobs I had given and I told her I really didn't know. I had been sucking most of my life and had simply lost count. "You must really like the taste of cum," she said. "Not so much at first, but I quickly grew to like it, " I replied, "by now I've swallowed gallons of it." This was strange dinner conversation indeed. I turned to Ray and asked, "how often has a guy sucked you off?" "Only a few," he replied, "over the years, maybe five – they have been difficult to find." Eleanor added, "and those boys only wanted cock, and wouldn't do anything for me. I'm glad you are different." I did find Eleanor desirable, but would have pleasured her even if I did not. I was accustomed to giving other people pleasure, even if I didn't enjoy it. Even though I don't like the taste and smell of pussy, I would eat Eleanor if she wanted me to. I wouldn't volunteer, but I would cheerfully do it if she wanted me to. After dinner we adjourned to the bedroom, where Ray lay on his back in the middle of the bed. He spread his legs and I knelt between his legs, stroking his cock. I was surprised to see how fast he recovered after his last climax. Soon he was fully hard, and I bent over him, sucking eagerly. I was kneeling on the bed while sucking Ray, and Eleanor was behind me, playing with my cock and balls, and fingering my ass. I'm sure she knew that faggots were generally anal-erotic, and she was definitely making me feel wonderful. Next I felt Eleanor's hands spreading my cheeks and she began to rim me! I had never before been on the receiving end of rimming and it was incredible – no wonder the ladies loved it when I rimmed them! After rimming me for a few minutes Eleanor stopped and applied some lube to my ass. Soon I felt something pressing into me – perhaps a dildo or vibrator. I continued sucking Ray, not wanting to disturb his pleasure. The dildo entered me and slid further in, and then I felt Eleanor's legs against mine – she was using a strapon on me! I looked up at Ray and saw that we was watching with great interest, and finally said, "Fuck him, Ellen, fuck him good!" Eleanor was stroking in and out of me, but she was getting aroused also. She picked up the pace and came, than collapsed over me, strapon still inside me. I sucked Ray with renewed vigor and soon he was cumming. I swallowed and got up, helping Eleanor to disengage. The strapon was not very big – about the size of an average 6" cock. She had put a condom on it to make cleanup easy. As she took it off I could see that part of the strapon went inside her pussy and pressed to her clitty. "She explained that she had always wanted to use a strapon on a man, but Ray wasn't willing. After she met me she went out an bought this strapon which is designed to bring a woman to climax while she used it. She said it cost over $100 but was worth every penny. "I enjoyed the ride as well," I confessed, "and especially love your rimming me." "I've never done that before either," she said, "but felt I should return the favor." "I'd love to have you come over every week," she said. "I would really like that," I responded, "but I am accustomed to providing relief when needed, so if either of you needs it before our weekly meeting, just call and we can make arrangements." Ray and Eleanor looked at each other and smiled. Eleanor said to me, "there is just one last thing – your climax." "There is no need for that," I said, "I really wasn't expecting to cum." "Well, young man," she continued, "we aren't the sort of people to just use someone for our pleasure and send them off unfulfilled!" With that, she dropped to her knees and took me into her mouth. I had heard the real women usually didn't know how to suck cock, but Eleanor was doing a fine job indeed. Soon I was cumming and she took it all in her mouth. After draining me, she stood up and kissed, me, snowballing the entire load into my mouth, which I gratefully received. Afterward she whispered into my ear, "I promise to rim you every time before I enter you." "It's a deal!" I whispered back. Before I was allowed to leave, Elearnor insisted on serving us some homemade apple pie, which was added to the oral pleasure I had that night. Afterward I got dressed, and promised to come back next week. That night I rested well, content in the new frontiers of pleasure I had explored. –––––––––––––––––––– To be continued ... Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com) Please support this website by donating to nifty.org